idk like a month i guess

so my aunt just tells me that I can stay if I want, but that I should really consider a program to get clean, get a ged, start to work etc…..she likes the fact I look out for my niece and help her……in other words they decided they would miss my 100$ a month I give them haha, but idk I guess im going to think about the good things she said, rehab, ged, work….i’ll give it some thought I guess………

anonymous asked:

How's the WINGS tour so far? Are you enjoying it?

JK: >:D

Small, slightly obscure, but really cool thing that happens in episode 1 of Yuri!!! On Ice that I don’t think a lot of people caught:

The snow.

They probably weren’t watching the weather forecast there in the first two shots, they were watching the news. This cold front came literally out of nowhere, as, like the announcer says, it was supposed to be a perfect day for hanami, ergo going for a picnic to watch the cherry blossoms. But instead, lots of snow.

Now, for those of you who live in colder areas, like myself, you probably just went “well, unseasonal snow happens sometimes, I remember once we had snow in mid-May.”

For those of you who live in warmer areas, you probably went “idk how snow works, so I guess that sounds legit???”

No.

Snow in April on fucking Kyushu is beyond ridiculous, okay. They barely even get snow in the actual winter months. This is happening on April 11th - or even later - and they should be having temperatures in the 15-20°C/60-68°F range - or maybe even higher. And they probably were, before this. That’s why Yuuri’s so surprised and confused.

So why would they even bother including this?

Victor. It’s all about Victor.

In part, I suspect it’s a literary/poetry reference, even if I can’t quite place it, because “he came from the north, bringing ice and snow” is something of a universal literary image.

But mostly, it’s because, in Japanese, when someone does something highly unexpected and uncharacteristic, like, say, me cleaning my room, you express your surprise by saying “wow, does this mean it’s gonna snow tomorrow?”

And it didn’t just snow. It snowed a lot. It’s a reference to how ridiculously unexpected it is for Victor to wanna coach instead of skating himself, for him to show up in Japan out of the blue.

Jason, Percy, and Capes

Or; Bi Ace Jason and His Journey of Self-Discovery

Or; Jason is Ace and I Am Projecting

So eventually Percy calling Jason “Superman” becomes kind of a thing between them. Jason only lets Percy call him that, and Percy uses it both to kind of tease Jason when he’s being extra heroic and praetor-y, and also as an affectionate nickname for his friend.

One year for his birthday, Percy buys him a Superman cape. He doesn’t wear it often, but it’s big enough that he uses it as a blanket a lot. When they hang out and play video games together, the winner gets to wear the cape. (He’ll never admit it, but sometimes Jason will let Percy win a little easier so that the cape will smell like sea breeze for a while after he leaves.)

A few months later, he sits Percy down and tells him that he likes boys as well as girls. Percy smiles, tells him that’s awesome! and that he does too, and hugs him. Jason hugs him back, burying his face in Percy’s shoulder. They watch a movie that night instead of playing video games, the Superman cape wrapped around them like a blanket where they sit shoulder-to-shoulder on Jason’s couch.

That year, Percy gets Jason another cape for his birthday. This one is just as big, but rather than red, it’s striped blue, purple, and pink. The bi flag, Percy tells him, a huge grin on his face. Then he unfurls it, and Jason sees the crudely sewn Superman logo in the middle. Jason laughs at that, head thrown back and just so damn happy, and Percy laughs with him. Jason refuses to take the cape off for the rest of the day (not that it mattered, since they spent the rest of the day bingewatching sitcoms on Netflix, but it mattered to Jason.)

Sometime later, they’re sitting next to each other on the couch, Percy’s legs flung across Jason’s lap, their video game controllers left on the coffee table from their last round. The bi flag Superman cape is tied around Jason’s shoulders since he’d been the one to blue shell Percy in the last seconds of the race and take first place. Percy leans forward, close enough that Jason can smell that sea breeze that just seemed to follow Percy everywhere, and starts picking at and fidgeting with the edge of the cape. So, if you’re Superman, he begins, nervousness wobbling his voice, is there any chance… I could be your Lois Lane? Jason smiles at him.

Things are going well between them. Dating is fun, even if sometimes their “dates” only consist of lighting a candle on the coffee table as they share a $5 pizza and watch cartoons together. Really, things between them don’t change much, they just get, well, closer. There’s more touching now, and for the most part, Jason likes it. He likes kissing Percy. He likes kissing Percy a lot, actually. And he likes the touching. He likes holding Percy’s hand, and he likes cuddling with him on the couch without fear of it being awkward. He likes when Percy comes up behind him and wraps his arms around his middle and rests his chin on Jason’s shoulder or presses his forehead to the back of Jason’s neck. He likes when they fall asleep curled up together and wake up with their legs tangled and Percy’s head resting on his chest, even if he drools, the bi flag Superman cape wrapped around them. There’s some things he doesn’t like so much, though. It’s nothing Percy’s done, because Percy would never do something Jason wasn’t explicitly okay with, but it’s the thought of it that bothers him. The thought of removing clothes and touching other places that leaves a distinct feeling of discomfort and repulsion in the pit of his stomach.

Unsure of what to do about it or what it means, he does the only thing he can think of and calls Piper. Surely, a daughter of Aphrodite would know what to do. He tells her what’s been going on, and when he’s done, she tells him that she thinks he may be asexual. When he lets out a noise of confusion, she tells him that it would probably be best if he talked to her half-brother Mitchell, since he actually is ace and could probably explain things better than she could. She gives him her brother’s number, and he thanks her.

Jason steels himself for what is to come. The talk with Mitchell had helped, and now that Jason has the proper words to put with what he’s feeling, he decided it was time to talk to Percy about it. It’s date night, which this time means takeout, a “clean linen” scented candle Jason had bought on sale, and a Star Wars marathon. When Percy steps through Jason’s front door, he greets him with a kiss and tells him he needs to talk to him before dinner. Percy nods, then asks if everything is okay as they sit facing each other on the couch. Jason nods, takes a deep breath, and carefully lays things out on the table, metaphorically speaking. He tells Percy about how much he likes being with him, but how the thought of doing… he fumbles for words… more… makes him nauseous. It’s nothing Percy had done wrong, just that this is who he is. He’s asexual, he explains, sex-repulsed. And he feels Percy has a right to know.

Percy has been nodding along as Jason explains things, ending with how he doesn’t think he’ll ever be okay with doing anything much beyond what they are doing currently. Okay, Percy tells him. He’s happy with how they are now, anyway, and he loves Jason so much that as long as Jason is happy, he will be happy, and that he’s happy Jason’s comfortable enough to tell him and that things are perfect as they are, and—

Oh.

He’d said—

I love you too, Jason says, and pulls Percy into a tight embrace for a few moments before pulling back and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. That kiss brakes when Percy’s smile grows too big for it. The rest of date night goes off without a hitch, and they fall asleep halfway through Return of the Jedi cuddled together under both Superman capes.

When Jason’s birthday rolls around again, he’s surprised when Percy hands him a familiar looking box. He opens it, and instead of blue, purple, and pink, the cape he pulls out is striped with black, gray, white, and purple. Percy’s grin is so bright Jason can’t help but smile back. He unfurls it, and sees the Superman logo stitched into it, slightly neater than it was on his bi flag one. He hugs Percy then, and Percy hugs him back, whispering I love you, Superman, into the junction of Jason’s neck and shoulder. There’s a lot of kissing after that. Then, they end up curled in the corner of the couch, legs tangled together and Percy half on Jason’s lap. Jason has his newest cape wrapped around his shoulders, while Percy has taken the bi flag one, and the red one lays across their laps. They talk for hours, about everything and nothing, from some new designs Annabeth has been coming up with to which flavor of Starburst tastes the best. Jason isn’t sure exactly when they drift off, but the last thing he remembers is nuzzling into Percy’s hair and being hit with that sea breeze as if he’s actually sitting on the sand and looking out at the ocean itself, and a passing thought about how comfortable and perfect he feels wrapped up there with Percy and all of their capes.

10

One Last Night


Er… I am not even sure why I drew this, I am embarrassed now *….*

Um, well, I hope you guys like this…er.. if you think I should do a part two let me know… but idk if I will lol being a student is hard, it took me a month to finish this. I am still trying to get used to the characters… I know in some panels they look different but,er, I tried to keep them consistent though I guess in some poses I failed… Sorry about that.  

Also it might help to read the comment bubbles if you open the image in a different tab, separately.

if you missed ryan potter’s live story tonight about him landing the role of beast boy among other things:

  • his favorite colors are purple, pink, and forest green
  • referred to turtles as his “spirit animal” followed by “turtles are lit”
  • so obviously, he hopes gar shifts into a turtle at some point
  • he thinks it would be super cool if cassandra cain was introduced to the dctv universe
  • he plans to do his own stunts
  • he’s excited for JL and especially gal gadot
  • that’s a woman to wonder at”
  • “if y’all hating on turtles you can get off my live”
  • can’t rate the robins in terms of favorite because he loves them all
  • spent last 22 years of his life playing video games, reading comics, watching anime, & going to cons
  • confirmed himself to be harry potter’s third cousin twice removed
  • favorite character from young justice was aqualad and enjoyed his storyline with his dad
  • while watching the judas contract, says, “okay damian, calm down”
  • when he heard the news of getting the role, he was too tired & jetlagged to react
  • he did facetime his mom and she flipped
  • “we are not gonna talk about death note in this house.”
  • thinks that tom holland killed it as spiderman
  • likes waffles, pancakes, and french toast all equally
  • “is live-streaming the judas contract pirating? this is definitely illegal streaming”
  • would read issues of the walking dead after high school in the store because he was broke
  • to a friend in the comments: “i can’t respond to your meme, im live”
  • been living in his apartment for eight months and hasn’t fully moved in
  • gave a shoutout to finn from stranger things because they have the same agent
  • doesn’t know anything about the show so far other than that he was cast!

ended the live with:

  • i’m finna be beast boy
Stupid (Yoongi/Reader Fluff)

Summary: It’s 2:45 am and Min Yoongi’s at your door. Stupid.

(( Note: Lol, hey guys… Guess who’s not dead. *Me (I think)* Sorry I went on hiatus out of nowhere :/ Can’t say that I’m back officially because like the last time I said that I was gone three months after (hehe). So I’m semi back I guess? I’ve been missing those active Tumblr days so much, I wish I can be on more, idk what will happen in the future but I’ll try my best to post more scenarios and just overall be more active :) HOPEFULLY SMH—Also I know nothing about piano/music writing, I apologize for any mistakes and please please listen to the song it’s really pretty ))


Literally, what the hell.”

You stared at your best friend, completely dumbfounded by the fact that you were even staring at him considering that it was pitch black and cold as shit out. In other words, it was 2:45 in the morning and no other than Min Yoongi was standing there right in front of you, hands stuffed deep into his large coat along with a fluffy scarf wrapped countless times around his head, hot air from his mouth puffing out into the frozen winter air. 

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anonymous asked:

hi !!! can u help me stan Loona ???? I always see u reblog abt them it's just idk where to start!! how many members are there??

!!!!

Okay so loona has not debuted yet, they’re set to debut in december this year.

They have this thing where each month BlockBerry Creative introduce one of the members to us, as well as release a solo song for that certain member and another song with the other introduced members. Each members have their MV shot in different countries and different animals!!!!!

So far, the introduced members are (in order):

October’s girl: Jeon Heejin
DOB: October 19, 2000
Position: Vocalist, Leader
- Scared of pigeons (this kid cried at the shooting set in Paris bc of this save her)
- Can play guitar
ViViD / ViViD (Acoustic Ver) / ViViD (Acoustic Live) / ViViD dance practice
Location: Paris | Animal: Rabbit | Color: Bright pink

November’s girl: Kim Hyunjin
DOB: November 15, 2000
Position: Vocalist
- Can play piano
Around You / Around You (film ver.) / Around You (Acoustic Live)
I’ll Be There (ft. Heejin)
Location: Tokyo | Animal: Cat | Color: Yellow

December’s girl: Jo Haseul
DOB: August 18, 1997 (thats my birthday!!!!!!!)
Position: Vocalist, Sub-rapper
- Scared of pigeons
- Was in a lot of art related activities in school
- Can play guitar
Let Me In / LAYBACKSOUND’s The Starry Night (Haseul Acoustic cover)
Location: Iceland | Animal: Bird
The Carol (ft. Heejin & Hyunjin)
Location: London | Animal: bird | Color: Green

January’s girl: Im Yeojin
DOB: November 11, 2002
Height: about 160cm / 4'11" (According to a fanacc)
Position: Vocalist
- Nicknamed ‘bean sprout’ by Haseul
- Maknae (so far)
Kiss Later / Kiss Later (choreography ver.) / My Melody (ft. Haseul)
Location: Taiwan | Animal: Frog | Color: Orange

Febuary & March’s subunit: LOONA 1/3
Members: Heejin, Hyunjin, Haseul, ViVi (new member)
Love&Live / Love&Live (choreogaphy ver.) / You and Me Together (special m/v)
- The first appearance LOONA has made on music shows
Location: New Zealand & Hong Kong

April’s girl: ViVi
Real name: Wong Viian
DOB: December 9, 1996
Position: N/A
- Was a model in Hong Kong
Everyday I Love You (ft. Haseul) / Everyday I Need You (ft. Jinsoul)
Animal: Deer | Color: Pastel Rose

May’s girl: KimLip
Real name: Kim Jeongeun
DOB: February 10, 1999
Position: Vocalist, Dancer
Eclipse / Twilight
- Gained attention for having an album track (Twilight) produced by Cha Cha Malone, known for his works with Jay Park
Animal: Owl | Color: Red

June’s girl: Jinsoul
DOB: June 13, 1997
Position: Vocalist, Rapper, Dancer
- In LOONAverse, she was kept in a basement (??) and is now freed
Singing In The Rain
Animal: Fish | Color: Royal blue

They have a series called LOONA TV where they upload a short (when i say short i really mean short theyre like 20 sec) video of them behind the scenes, traveling to the MV shooting locations and stuff on their Youtube channel

Honestly all of their stuff are so high quality and aesthetically pleasing, and they’re such talented sweet kids as well. 

I promise, if you check out just their solo mv’s you’ll be hooked. pls support my baby girls, anticipate their future members and debut!!!!

Don’t ever let anyone tell you transformative work is a waste of time.

Honest to god I am so sick of hearing from people that “fanfiction isn’t real writing” and “headcanons are stupid; what’s canon is canon and you can’t change that” and “why are you looking so deep into it so what if there’s subtext it doesn’t mean anything” so I’m gonna tell a story:

When I did theatre in high school, one of the plays we did was Our Town by Thornton Wilder. It’s one of the great American classics; every high school theatre program has probably done it several times, every actor has been in it, read it, seen it, or at least heard of it at some point in their lives. It’s a pretty well known and established piece of literature. So. For those of you who are not familiar with the piece, there is a character called the Stage Manager who serves as a narrator, to provide background information about Grover’s Corners and its inhabitants and to keep the story moving. This character interacts very little with the other characters and speaks in long monologues, some taking up several pages of the script. When my director decided to produce the play, he figured that the Stage Manager had too many lines for a high school actor to memorize, so he split the role into two. The aim was to cast one boy and one girl and to divide the lines up evenly between them. Aside from the fact that there would now be two actors narrating instead of one, nothing would change.

Then, once the rehearsal process began, we started to play. The actors developed a dynamic together that couldn’t be ignored, and somewhere along the line we began to throw around the idea of the two of them being actual characters, rather than some unknown, omniscient being on the stage. We dug deep into the monologues–lines that Wilder had written for no purpose other than to provide information about a fictional town–and found moments that revealed who our stage managers were in the narrative. Eventually we decided on the two of them being a married couple who had lived in the town. We found opportunities for them to turn their narration into a banter, and for them to reveal the love they held for each other and for their town. When we got to the third act of the play, which is set in a graveyard where many of the characters from the previous two acts are buried, we decided to cement this idea with an action that was not written in the script. The play was done in an interpretive manner, so the graveyard was created by having actors sitting on the floor, representing their own gravestones. At the very end of the play, the two stage managers looked at each other, held hands, then sat down together on the stage floor. The narrative was complete; the stage managers were a married couple who had lived and died in Grover’s Corners, and were telling a story that had happened in the town.

The point is, we took a text written in 1938 and put our own unique spin on it based on the transformative thinking skills of everyone involved. We essentially took a headcanon and turned it into a story told entirely in subtext that fit within the canon of the play without changing a single word of the script. We analyzed the text for things that weren’t there, we created meta from those monologues and used it for our canon-compliant fanfic of the play, which we put on stage and called Our Town. The story we told about the stage managers wasn’t there until we pulled it from the text, put there unintentionally by Thornton Wilder and brought to life by a group of imaginative high schoolers.

So yeah, if you want to be a professional writer, you will eventually have to learn to create characters and settings and plots on your own; but aside from that, creating transformative work can give you a unique set of skills that you can use in any situation. Lots of people who try to accept transformative work as valid will treat it like a stepping stone to “real writing,” but they ignore the merits of transformative work alone. Whether you make fanart or fanfic or fanvid, whether you write detailed meta or short headcanons, you are learning to think analytically and creatively. Transformative work is defined as looking at something and imagining it a different way, and that mindset, that way of thinking is important pretty much anywhere you go in life.

So if anyone tells you transformative work is a waste of time, give them a play and ask them to tell a story that’s not in the script. They couldn’t do it, but I bet you could.

I’m not saying that I designed an entirely new oc specifically for genderqueer pride day but wait yes that is exactly what I’m saying

idk who this cool cat is but they’re cool and I love them

(and they need a name)

I’m finally continuing my RvB Voltron AU!!!! It’s only been like…. 4 or 5 months since my last post for this au lmao. Here are my sketches and notes for the Grifs!!!!! This isn’t really finalized or anything. I’m just messing around with ideas right now. In not really sure on the age gap between these two yet. If this is going to work how I want it to they either have to be really close in age or maybe twins??? idk it’s an au so I guess I can do whatever haha? I typed everything out in photoshop so I didn’t have to rewrite it so hopefully you guys can read it (sorry for spelling mistakes, it’s really hard to fix things after you merge text in photoshop so I just left it haha)! @renaroo I’m super excited to work on this with you!!!

Fic by @renaroo

Simmons

Tucker

Carolina

y’all are still out here acting like scallison was the be-all and end-all of true love??? in 2017?? i’m calling the police

Backyardigans / Cole Sprouse (brother x reader)

Hey, would you be able to write an imagine where the reader is Cole and Dylan’s little sister and she hasn’t seen Cole in ages since he has been away working on set. Dylan and Dayna hold like a small family dinner party or something and the reader sees Cole for the first time in months and it’s just rlly sweet cos he’s really protective of her and yeah lots of fluff, if that’s okay? And I’m love with your writing btw💞💞x

Warnings: idk. Fluff, I guess.

Word Count: 1,923

Characters: Cole Sprouse, Dylan Sprouse, Dayna Frazer, Matthew Sprouse

A/N: I’M SO SORRY THAT I HAVENT POSTED IN LIKE AGES GUYS. I’VE HAD HECTIC WEEKENDS AND I’M JUST SO TIRED ALL THE TIME AND IT’S 4:00 AM BUT I FELT LIKE I NEEDED TO WRITE YOU GUYS SOMETHING AND I HAVE REQUESTS THAT HAVE BEEN SITTING IN MY INBOX FOR AGES AND I FEEL LIKE SHIT BECAUSE I WANNA GIVE U ALL THE BEST ANF KIRUWEJFBGLHRE I LOVE YOU PLEASE FORGIVE ME AND PUT UP WITH ME FOR THE NEXT FEW WEEKS. THEY’RE CRAZY. X

—- —-

You sat cross-legged on your bed, your laptop in front of you as you typed away, trying to finish your English and Lit class assignment before the 11:59pm  due date. (You procrastinated a lot. It was a bad habit). Taking a deep breath, you looked at your word count and let out a massive groan, starting to hit the keys a little harder. Sighing, you shut your laptop, getting off your bed and stretching your arms above your head. You grabbed your phone and then headed downstairs to the kitchen, seeing Dylan and his girlfriend, Dayna.

“Hey there, lovebirds.” You walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge and looking for something to eat. You furrowed your eyebrows, hearing Dayna and Dylan whispering to each other as you continued to look for something to eat.

“We’re having a family gathering tomorrow night. Just letting you know,” Dylan spoke. You closed the fridge, looking at Dylan and nodding. “Alright, then.” You continued to look through the pantry for something to eat. Grinning as you found a packet of Doritos tucked away at the back, you reached up, trying to grab them. Dylan came up behind you and got them down for you, handing them to you.

“Who’s coming?” You asked, sitting on the bar stool, next to Dayna, opening the Doritos and offering your brother’s girlfriend some. She grabbed a handful and you put the packet on the marble counter, leaning forward on your elbows.

“Uh, I have no idea. Dayna’s organising it.” He looked at Dayna, making her roll her eyes. She sat up straight, turning and looking at you. “Well, your dad and step-mum are coming, obviously. Dylan and I and someone else. I think it’s a cousin or something. An aunt?” Dayna looked at Dylan and he shrugged. “Just, be ready by 4:30 tomorrow okay? You’re helping me with dessert.” Dayna smiled and you nodded, grabbing the packet of Doritos.

“I’ll be in my room. I need to ring Cole for some English help.” You grinned, bounding back up the stairs to your bedroom.

-

“I hate school. I’m going to drop out and start a stupid YouTube career,” you huffed, typing away on your laptop as you heard Cole’s laugh through your headphones. “I’m being serious! Every teenager has probably studied ‘To Kill A Mockingbird’ and no one can tell me one simple answer to a question about- Ugh!” You whined, pushing your laptop off your lap and getting off your bed and walking around the room.

“C’mon, kiddo. You’ll be fine. You’ve got 2 more years and then you can go to University and study to be a Vet, okay?” Cole spoke. You sighed, opening your balcony doors and stepping outside. You took a deep breath, pulling your phone out and logging into Instagram.

“Okay. How’s this. When I come home-“

“In like 5 months,” you murmured, pouting.

“Yes. When I come home, in 5 months, I’ll take you to the cinema and we can watch every movie that’s on that day and we can eat so much popcorn, and then I’ll take you to In-N-Out and we can order so much food and then we’ll go home and play video games all night. How’s that, kiddo?” Cole suggested, making you put your phone back in your pocket and smile.

“Promise?” You looked at the time, seeing it was 3pm, and you took a deep breath. “I should go. I need to send this assignment in before midnight.” You added, turning around to go back into your room.

“I promise, and alright, kiddo. I’ll talk to you soon. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you smiled, hanging up the call.

-

You had finally finished your assignment, sending it in and now here you were, staring at the fairy lights that were strung above your bed. It was about 12:30 in the morning and you were exhausted –it was that point where you were too tired to close your eyes- and just wanted to sleep, but you couldn’t.

Getting off your bed, you pulled on your jacket and headed downstairs, your phone in hand as you used the flashlight so you didn’t wake anyone up when you turned all the lights on. Walking into the kitchen, you opened the fridge and sighed, leaning against the door, peering into the shelves.

“What are you doing up, kiddo?” You heard the voice of your dad, making you turn around and see him standing by the counter, wearing a pair of sweat pants and his old college shirt.

“I uh, I just finished my assignment not long ago and I’m hungry,” you laughed nervously, biting your lip. Your dad flicked the kitchen light on, making you wince at how bright it was. You turned back around, closing the fridge door and going to the pantry, grabbing the Cheetos (which you hated) and throwing the bag at your dad. “Thanks, kid.” He laughed, making you smile.

You and your father had a relationship that was different to Cole and Dylan’s, obviously. You were the last born, being the only girl in the family, you got a bit more spoilt, and since you were only 16, you still had a lot more spoiling to happen. You were the family princess.

Grabbing a packet of Fritos, you leant on the counter across from your dad, who was sitting on the chairs, you opened the corn chips and started to eat them.

“Cole told me you called him today. Something about dropping out of school and doing a YouTube career was mentioned.” He raised an eyebrow, making you giggle.

“I was having a bit of a meltdown. So many people have studies To Kill A Mockingbird and no one could give me a straight answer and I got mad. I’m definitely going to stay in school until Year 12 (im australian ok?) and I’m going to go to University.” You smiled, popping another chip into your mouth, looking at the glimmer of proudness in your dad’s eye.

“Well, you do you, Kiddo. I’m gonna head back up to bed. I love you.” He stood up, putting the Cheeto packet back in the pantry and kissed your head before heading up the stairs and disappearing onto the second floor. You sighed, grabbing a bottle of orange juice and going back upstairs to watch Vampire Diaries.

-

“(Y/N)! Get up!” You head a female voice shout, startling you from your sleep. You sat up in your bed, rubbing your eyes and looking at the figure at the end of your bed.

“Dayna? What on Earth are you doing? It’s like, 9 in the morning?” You groaned, falling backwards onto your pillows and looking at the ceiling. She had obviously opened your curtains, and your balcony door was also opened, letting the fresh air breeze into your room.

“No, (Y/N). It’s actually almost 1 in the afternoon. What time did you get to bed last night!?” She exclaimed, opening your closet doors and going through the clothes that were hanging up. She grabbed a grey hoodie and threw it on your bed. “I told you to be ready by 4:30, yes, but I expected you to come and save me from your brother and stop him from eating all the cookie dough!” She huffed, looking at you with a raised eyebrow. “Get up!”

“Okay, okay! Calm down.” You sat up, huffing and watching her go through your drawers now, looking at various pairs of shorts. She grabbed a pair of your blue denim ones and threw them on the bed, along with an olive green bralette. “Why are you picking my clothes out?” You asked, looking at the grey hoodie, which was your cropped one that had a rose on the left side of the chest.

“Because I know you will take forever, and I can put an outfit together easily, so here you go! Oh, and wear your Adidas Superstars, too.” She nodded, turning to leave the room. “Chop chop!” She clapped her fingers, looking over her shoulder with a grin on her face.

(Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=223274611 )

-

You had gotten changed into the outfit Dayna had thrown together, and you were now throwing on your sneakers. Headed into the bathroom that was attached to both yours and Cole’s (old) room, you turned the light on and started to quickly put on some make up and spritz yourself with perfume before tucking your phone in your back pocket and jogging downstairs, hearing a commotion of people.

Once you walked into the kitchen, there were way more people than just your parents, Dayna and Cole and the unknown person. “Dylan!” You hissed as he walked past, grabbing his sleeve. “What happened to like, 6 people!?” You looked at the blonde brother who had a smudge of lipstick on his bottom lip.

“We may have lie- What are you doing?” He questioned as you rubbed at his lip with the sleeve of your hoodie. You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms once you had gotten rid of the pink-y colour.

“Lipstick.” You simply said and walked out the back to look for either Dayna or your dad. There was a lot of people out the back, but since your family had a huge entertaining patio, they usually put it to good use. Especially when you had parties.

“Oh, (Y/N)!” You heard a very familiar voice call out, making you stop in your tracks and let out a whine. Turning around slowly and plastering a fake smile on your lips, you walked towards the aunt that your whole family dreaded, but she still showed up at these events.

-

You had managed to find your dad and step-mum, and now everyone was sat down. You were sat next to Dayna and your dad, chewing on a piece of meat as you listened to the chatter. You hated socialising, it just wasn’t your forte, so you usually just sat there quietly, nodding and smiling whenever you needed to.

“Hey, (Y/N). This is the part where you might wanna pay attention and turn around.” You heard your dad whisper in your ear, nudging your side. You furrowed your eyebrows, finishing your mouthful of food and swivelling around in the chair you were sitting on.

Standing near the gate, a bag slung over his shoulder and wearing the stripy red and white shirt you gave him, was your older brother, who was supposed to be home in 5 months.

Cole looked up, a grin on his face as he saw you, his beloved little sister. “I expected a little more excitement from you, missy.”

Your brows furrows a little, but the realisation struck as he walked closer, and your eyes widened. “Oh my god!” You exclaimed, scrambling up from your seat and slipping through the gap between the two chairs. You almost tripped over the leg of the chair (but the chair fell over instead). This was probably the only time you were going to run, but as soon as your arms were around Cole’s shoulders, you almost started crying. “You’re home? But- I- You.” You fumbled on your words, not pulling away from the hug, since it was a much needed hug.

“Someone told me you were a bit mopey without your favourite brother around and you were getting sick of beating Dylan at Mortal Combat all the time.” Cole laughed, his arms tightly around your torso.

“I just, I can’t believe it.” You pulled away from the hug, looking up at your brother. “You’re home.”

I Really Missed You

Request: Could I please have a Tom Holland fanfic? Where he shows up at the airport to surprise the reader, who wasn’t expecting anyone and was supposed to catch a cab. And Harrison and Zendaya (who woul be like her bfff) show up and tease the two. I love your blog by the way ❤️ also could you please add a gif for me ?

Pairing: Tom Holland + Reader

Warnings: none! idk I guess i’ll try to make this fluffy but I’m horrible

Notes: this also took forever fml I’m trying to nail all of these tonight I hope this isn’t as terrible as I feel LOL


“Tommy don’t worry about it, I can just see you after.” I was currently on FaceTime with Tom, my boyfriend of just about two months. He had been in New York filming his new movie, Spider-Man: Homecoming, when he out of the blue asked me over a phone call if I had wanted to be his girlfriend. He said he was going to wait until he got home in two months but that he had overheard me on the phone with Zendaya and heard me talking about a boy who had written his number on my Starbucks drink.

He had called me that night and told me not to call Erik, that was his name, and when I asked him why he had simply blurted out, “Because, you’re mine! I thought everyone knew that!” I was shocked to say the least. Tom and I had definitely had a flirty vibe to our friendship, but I thought that’s all he saw in me, a friend to joke around with. So, hearing this made my cheeks flare and my stomach burst. He stumbled over his words, trying to retrieve them, but I laughed it off and told him not to worry about it.

“Tom, you’re right,” he asked what I meant and I smiled before saying, “I am yours. I mean, if you want me to be.” And then he proceeded to say that he was waiting but didn’t want to wait anymore, and although he knew it wasn’t the most romantic of ways to ask me, he just wanted it to be done.

So here we were two months later, I flew out to New York to join him and the cast with the celebration of filming being done, and I was supposed to see Tom as my boyfriend for the first time ever. We had agreed that he and Harrison would pick me up at the airport and we’d drive to the hotel to get ready together for the party. But, Tom had just told me that he and the rest of the cast were called back onto set to film a last minute scene, which resulted in him calling to apologize about a hundred and fifty times.

“I know, babe,” he sighed before continuing, “but this was supposed to be special for us.”

“It still will be! I’ll still see you at the hotel. It’s not like we won’t be able to see each other.” I tried to mask my disappointment, knowing we wouldn’t see each other right away stung just a little bit, but another four hours after two months wouldn’t be too bad.

“How will you get to the hotel?”

“I’ll get a cab.” I heard him softly groan before I heard the overhead come on and a flight attendant say that we were getting ready to land. “Baby, I have to go. We’re landing.”

“Okay, sweetheart.” He sighed again before giving me a toothy smile. “I’ll see you at the hotel in a few hours. Call me back after you get your luggage? I just want to make sure you get to the hotel safe and sound.” I laughed a little before nodding and blowing him a kiss, he pretended to catch it and then winked at me before disconnecting the call.


I sighed as I was sent to Tom’s voicemail for the second time. I hung up and called Harrison, hoping to get him. I sighed in relief when I heard a faint, “Hello?” on the receiving end.

“Haz? Is Tom with you?”

“Hm? Oh, (Y/N), yeah he’s right here.”

“Can I talk to-?”

“Where are you? It’s loud.”

“I’m at the airport, Haz.” I laughed a little, not believing slightly that he forgot I was coming in today. It wasn’t until I focused back on the call that I noticed how loud it was where he is. “Are you on set, Haz?”

“What? Ouch! I mean, yeah. I am. Sorry!”

“It’s so loud.” My eyebrows pulled in, when I heard a distinct shout from behind me. “What the hell?” I muttered, turning around to see a jumping Haz holding his left foot and a twist of pain on his face. I gasped a little seeing Tom doubled over in laughter and Zendaya recording the incident on her phone. She looked up and then hit Tom’s shoulder, pointing toward me. Tom looked up and his laughing ceased, a wide smile taking over his face as he jumped over the luggage to get to me, I let go of my suitcase and ran toward him jumping into his arms as soon as I reached him.

His feet were planted on the ground as he lifted me up. His grip on my waist was deadly but I didn’t care. It was about three minutes of us just hugging before he set me down and he cupped my face. We locked eyes, our smiles never faltering. “God, I missed you.”

“I missed you too, baby.” He whispered before his lips came down to capture mine. His arms dropped down to my waist, winding around and pulling me closer, my feet not touching the ground anymore. My arms found themselves wrapped around his neck, my fingers slightly pulling on the ends of his hair, earning a soft sigh from him.

“Aw!”

“Finally!”

We pulled apart with heavy breathing to see Harrison and Zendaya both filming our reunion. My cheeks flared a little bit causing me to bury myself into Tom’s neck. I feel his laughter and then feel his hand coming up to my cheek, lifting my gaze. He leaned down to connect our lips again for a few seconds. “I’m really happy you’re here.” He whispered into my mouth.

“Me too, Tommy.”

“Oh! I’m so glad you’re here!”

“Oh, my, Tommy! How I’ve missed you!” I turned again to see Zendaya and Harrison embrace each other dramatically.

I laughed loudly before going up to them and shoving them. “Shut up!”

They laughed too and Zendaya broke away from Harrison to hug me instead.

“I’m glad you’re here, though! I was getting bored without you. And hearing Tom talk about you all the time made me miss you even more!”

I turned to look at Tom, his cheeks turning a pinker shade. I reached my hand out for him to hold, an arm still wrapped around Zendaya’s waist as we walked back to my suitcase, ready to leave the airport.

Tom leaned down to kiss my cheek lightly, his hand squeezing mine. I smiled at him before pecking him again slightly. “Thanks for surprising me.”

He smiled down at me. “I’d do anything to see you, darling.”

Detention (M)

This is a sequel to Professor Song where you can read here.

Characters: Song Mino (Song Minho, WINNER), You (Reader/OC)

Length: 4,126 words

Rating/Genre: Smut, School!AU, Professor!AU

Warning/s:  Daddy Kink, Lots of spanking, Hair pulling, overstimulation, just idk how to explain, hardcore sex like, really hardcore ;)

Plot: What would Professor Song do when his pretty little Princess disobeys and teases him during class?

A/N:  I have written this fic originally for my giftee in AFF and it was originally a Mark fic, but I figured this would suit Mino more, knowing that I have written a similar kind of fic for him not too long ago ;) So I am not plagiarizing anything that is my own work I guess hahaha!!!  And this was written about a month ago if I am not mistaken?


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the only real story to the college au stuff i have so far is that the three of them basically never see each other after leaving camp like they try and message each other every once in awhile but tbh it doesn’t really last past a month or smth bc they’re all too busy

ya speed up to college and they all live in the dorms and end up like. by miracle. assigned as roommates (i guess nikki’s there bc they ran out of room in the girls’ dorms so she’s just there idk let’s pretend that actually happens irl if that’s not a thing. edit: i’ve been told co-ed dorms are a thing so that’s the case) nikki is studying criminology bc hey she gets to run around doing really cool shit?? gets to beat up bad guys ?? gets a police dog to train?? fuck yeah dude. neil is in engineering. and max is studying to become a child therapist to help kids with specifically issues with family, either by abandonment or poor treatment. (he doesn’t actually get into that field he has trouble finding work and his personality just makes him iffy at it but let me tell u he makes a great counselor at camps)

i think the only other thing that i’ve come up with so far is the bike scenarios from CS where they all have their drivers licenses but none of them actually have cars. neil has a bike however. and bc max doesn’t give a shit he often hitches rides on it and beforehand it was really awkward bc like. it’s a bike. for one person. they’d usually work it out where max would stand on the seat while neil stood as he pedaled, they tried max sitting on the handle bars but usually he’d just end up tucked between the bars and basically in neil’s lap. neil ended up installing pegs on the back tires for max to stand on and it made him cry bc that’s the nicest thing anyone has ever done for him but instead of “thank you” or anything he called his bike stupid looking but like it’s max that translates to “dude thank you so much”. nikki just runs and manages to keep up she’s a speedy fucker

i plan to try and design the other kids but that’ll be a bit lkdg