is a plane ticket to somewhere

someday, i’m just gonna leave. buy a plane ticket, and just fly somewhere. maybe i’ll be with someone, maybe i won’t. but one day, i’ll leave.

anonymous asked:

What was the deal about that post a few months ago that said there would be "kissing" happening in August? Was that just a joke or do I need to get myself a plane ticket to somewhere? *sweats nervously*

(( OOC: There was a post about kissing happening in August… because there’s gonna be kissing happening in August. )) 

lets rewrite the entire recent stevenbomb

(Long post, cropped for space)

This recent bomb was pretty terrible imho so I’ve decided to re write it with the materials I was given. If i sat down with a cohesive crew i could come up with something even more solid, but I really do believe that what I came up with has better drama, pacing, and character development, it stays on message, and has lots to look forward to at the end that leaves the viewer excited for the promise of more

  • Lets have this be heavily Amethyst centric. Steven starts with those dreams, and at first the gems are reluctant to let Steven go figure out what he’s seeing. But the one who eventually says it would be a good idea is Amethyst. “If the rest of you won’t take him I will. Sounds kind of fun.”  

  • if you’re gonna have the pink palanquin be somewhere that needs to be traveled to, please use anyone else besides uncle racist. You have greg who could easily buy plane tickets. you have Lion. You have Lapis.

  • greg gets abducted still, just do it with the blue diamond we were promised not the one we were given. you expect me to to just accept that she looks like that now? shut up

  • have amethyst be terrified in the presence of Blue Diamond. Amethyst says “Stop.” and Blue diamond, instead of treating her like an actual threat, insults her. Calls her defective, and weak, and considers it an insult that Amethyst would even think it’s okay to speak to her. You can feel the immense power radiating off of her. Amethyst feels like she’s so weak that even if she tried to rescue greg she’d fail immediately. So she panics and stiffens up until it’s too late. It’s her first real exposure to the diamonds (a call on the diamond line doesn’t count) and she knows what she’s up against now and it’s really scary

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What NCT would give their s/o on Valentine's Day


Originally posted by sukkeroku

Taeil is a very shy guy, and the idea of getting you something for Valentine’s Day would haunt him. Not because he doesn’t want to, because he wants to get you the perfect gift. He didn’t want to get you something overwhelming neither did he want to get you chocolate because he felt that was too cliché. He would ask Hansol for help but then regret it because Hansol’s ideas were useless and un-romantic, so he would just trust his instincts and buy something that reminded him of you. A necklace. It’s a simple, yet beautiful, necklace with a diamond on it. He felt proud of himself and decided to write you a song so he can sing it for you as he gently puts it around your neck. He would also make you hot chocolate since you both love hot chocolate. You would drink it while you cuddle up watching a movie.


Originally posted by nakamot0

Hansol would be so #confused he would have no idea what to get you. He would think of getting you a teddy bear but then realize that he doesn’t like that idea. He’d think and think and would come to no conclusion. Finally he would go and ask Yuta. Yuta would give him great ideas but that would make hansol feel worse about himself and have thoughts like “I’m such a bad boyfriend” or “Yuta should be her boyfriend”. Valentine’s Day would be so close and Hansol still didn’t think of a gift he wanted to buy, so he decides to go to a mall and see what type of things people are selling. As he walks through the mall he notices a shop which sells watches. And it finally hit him “I’ll buy her a watch”. He buys you a pretty pastel blue watch with silver stars dangling from it. He gets excited to give it to you on Valentine’s Day and he cant help but smile on his way home. When he gives you the gift, he notices your smile and he feels proud of himself, he knew it wasn’t much but he was sure you don’t mind what he gets you because you would love him anyway.


Originally posted by nakamotens

Papa Johns would feel really chill, he would think he has everything planned and that he doesn’t have to worry at all, but when he realizes that valentines day is in two day he would start to panic. He would think “I KNEW WHAT I’D GET HER BUT WHY DID I FORGET” he would come up with ideas of doing something like make you dinner but then again his cooking isn’t the best. He calls his mum in Chicago for help and she tells him to give her a keychain and Johnny liked that idea. He went to the store and bought a custom keychain which says “Be there or be square” and as he was walking he sees a BIG brown teddy bear. He picks it up and examines it when a lady comes up to him and says “It looks like you” and that’s when Johnny was like “Yup this gonna be lit” he bought his gifts and took them home. On Valentine’s he would give you the gifts and you of course would love them and he would say “Yeahhh… I knew it. I even got them a month in advance” and send you a wink. You would spend the day together eating pizza.


Originally posted by taeyongd

Taeyong had completely forgotten about Valentine’s Day. He was too busy practicing. You expected him to forget but you knew that he cared and if he wasn’t busy he would’ve spent it with you. Jaehyun asked Taeyong “Hey aren’t you going home yet? Valentine’s Day is almost over” and Taeyong stood there frozen. When Taeyong got home you noticed he looked really sad, you wanted to approach him but you didn’t want to remind him about Valentine’s Day since you knew it would make him sad, so instead you said “Heyyy ty track! Do you want some dinner?” And he shook his head and looked at you with really sad eyes “I’m so sorry” and he took you into a hug. You hugged him back and told him it was okay. You took the gift box from your pocket and gave it to him while looking at your feet. He looked shocked and took it nonetheless. He opened it and his eyes widened with awe “Omo! Y/n you didn’t have to. I feel worse now” you had gotten him a cartier bracelet. You told him it was okay again and you understand that he was busy but he was determined to get you something anyways “Don’t worry I’ll get you something by tomorrow. You’ll love it, now lets go eat dinner” he looked happier and that’s all you cared about. No gift would replace that smile of his. As you eat dinner he would tell you how much he loved you and keep staring at you with a huge smile one his face.


Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Yuta would be most prepared. He would have probably been extremely excited about valentines day since a month before. He would have probably had the idea of pranking you by doing something witty and then give you his real gift. Yuta would love you so much he would want to give you everything and anything he can offer. You didn’t want him spending too much but that didn’t stop him anyways. He wanted to buy you more than he did but he knew you would be sad. After all he was just showing his love to you by spoiling you. He had bought you LV sunglasses that he thought would look super hot on you. He also bought a Hermès coat that would keep you warm in the winter. And last but not least he bought you the nicest smelling perfume because he wanted to smell it on you when he hugs you. He knew you were humble and wouldn’t accept it straight away but he didn’t care because he knew you would when he gave you his killer smile. On Valentine’s Day he had his plan set. He gave you a big gift box with a photo of him smiling and doing the peace sign. He saw your genuine smile and was surprised that you were happy with only that. But when he told you he had more you were shocked. And he laughed at how cute you were. You kept telling him it was too much but he would just say “My everything deserves everything” and he shot the killer smile that made you melt on the spot.


Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

Ten is such a sweetheart. He would want to do the cliché things couples do on Valentine’s Day but not to be cliché, just because he wanted to experience everything with you. Ten noticed you getting excited over valentines however he couldn’t help but feel something wrong. He wanted to make it extra special, he really did but he didn’t know how. Then the thought hit him. What better thing to do than celebrate Valentine’s Day in the place he loved most, with the person he loved most, Thailand. He booked the plane tickets the moment he got home from practice. He was so hyped. He got his bags ready and he got your bags ready and put them in the car. And all that was left was for you to come home. When you did Ten pulled you into a hug and told you that he was talking you on a small trip. You kept asking where he was talking you but all he would say was “somewhere nice”. You gave up and soon after you went to sleep. An hour later your boyfriend woke you up by planting a kiss on your eyes. You blushed at his action as you got out of the car. You were extremely shocked at where you were. The airport. You looked at Ten as he handed the tickets over to you, your jaw dropped and your eyes were popping out of your sockets “I didn’t pack my bags!!” He assured you that he did. When you arrived to Thailand you and Ten spent the best Valentine’s Day ever. He did all the cliché things but it was super fun and adorable to see that side of him. You gave him the gift you bought him which was a set of earrings and he absolutely loved them. When you got back to the hotel you took a shower and got out with a robe. You looked for your clothes but you didn’t find any underwears. You looked at Ten and asked “Did you pack me any undergarments” and he froze. He realized he didn’t. “Dont worry I’ll buy you some” and a smirk appeared on his face.


Originally posted by nctech

Jaehyun is the SWEETEST man ever ever ever. He would be super super SUPER excited for Valentine’s Day. He already bought your gift and organized everything. He would’ve planned to cook you dinner and serve it under the moonlight, sing for you a love song, and last but not least give you his gift. He had cooked meat, spicy pork, ttaekboki and for dessert he will serve peaches and green tea ice cream. For the gift he got you a beautiful set of jewelry. Star diamond earrings with a matching bracelet and necklace. He prepared the a pathway of rose petals from the front door to your balcony so when you enter you would be welcomed with that. And on the balcony there would be a table that served your dinner. As you enter Jaehyun would sing for you and sit you down and when you are done with the delicious meal Jaehyun had prepared he would give you his gift. Jae would make the day end in a very special way. He would fill your backyard with candles in a shape of a heart and in the middle would be a mat to lay on and chocolates shaped as hearts. Jaehyun would make you feel very loved on that special day, since it only comes once a year.

Regret - Part 3

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Genre: angst, fluff, slight smut

Pairing: Johnny x Reader, Taeyong x Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Summary: *REQUESTED* You find out that your boyfriend has been cheating on you and you leave him. Almost a year later, he realizes that he hasn’t quite gotten over you and he tries to get you back.

You ended up calling Taeyong a few weeks later. As soon as the line began to ring, you wanted to hang up. What if he forgot all about you? What if he didn’t even remember your name? More importantly, what if he was already seeing someone? Maybe you should’ve texted him first, you thought, as it continued to ring in your ear.

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anonymous asked:

Top 10 reasons to love Fox Mulder.

1. The way he leans towards you, into your, over you, chewing the inside of his lip and scrunching his eyebrows, and the way it makes you feel knowing that his intensified focus is directed towards you.

2. His legs, taking up all of the room on the plane, in the car, under the desk when you’re trying to find your way down between his legs and his knees keep knocking you in the side of the head as you giggle. But you never mind, you’ve always been small enough to compensate for his bigness.

3. You’ll never meet a man more confident in his beliefs, and yet still so open to those of others.

4. His voice, lulling you to sleep every evening and waking you up inside of a dream every morning. The first words that roll across his tongue in the mornings sound like thunder shaking the bones of your house, begging you to kiss the tiredness away.

5. His ability to allow himself to become open to vulnerability, and his understanding of the occasional necessity of this.

6. The way he feels and wants and loves bigger than anyone you have ever met. Every case he becomes emotionally attached to. Every family of a victim is given his personal phone number in case they need someone to talk about their loss. Every town he sleeps in becomes another home for him to reminisce when he is lonely. 

7. The tea tin you find in the floor in between his bedside table and his bed frame. You pick it up, intending to put it in the drawer of his nightstand so it doesn’t get lost, but end up opening it out of curiosity when you hear shuffling inside as you lift it. Inside are tickets. Hundreds and hundreds of plane tickets. As you start shuffling through, you realize that if you looked, you’d be able to find matching ones just like them somewhere in your own apartment. All of the places you have been together, nestled safely in this tiny box.

8. His unfaltering trust and support. When you were a child, you had your sister. Even after two separate lifetimes of growing in opposite directions, you could still read each others minds. When you lost her, it took you nearly three months before you realized that you had him. He rarely understands at first, but, God, he never stops trying to.

9. His hands. Resting protectively on the small of your back. Holding your shoulders, so narrow that his fingers meet at your spine, as gently as you would hold an injured bird. Gripping the hair at the base of your neck. Pressing into, bruising even, the porcelain skin of your hips. Tracing the slope of your nose downwards, catching on your bottom lip, the tip of his thumb slipping into your mouth. Holding your hand in his, always and always and always and always.

10. The way he loves you back. Everything you give to him he takes and consumes and loves and he uses it and takes it and amplifies it and hands it right back to you. Everyday you wake up, unsure of where your job will take you next. But you are always safe, warm in the blanket of his love. You never knew how greatly you needed a safety net until he volunteered his mind and his heart and his body for yours. You wonder if God made his hands so big to better hold and protect your little heart. 

New York // Part 1

hi. um, sorry I haven’t been really active on here, I didn’t have any motivation to do any of the texts or write one shots or anything like that. although after Harry’s performance on snl I was like yanno what I really wanna write somet about it so here it is. well, the first part. I am planning on writing the part where he’s on set and stuff I just kinda had to intro the whole thing plus I guess it was about time I posted somet as well. hope you enjoy it, make sure to tell me if you have any ideas or if I should start one shots which are continueous? I’ve seen some people do that and it seems interesting, it’s not so much as a fanfiction because the events wouldn’t be happening after each other but they would have some connection. wow I’m rambling but tell me what you think! happy easter guys! 🐰 oh and you can follow me on my main blog which is hesasnowflake bc i kinda got back onto it? idk up to you. oh that’s also my twitter if you wanna give me a cheeky follow lmao shameless promo x have fun reading this tho also idk when part 2 will be out so keep an eye on this blog or just turn the post notifications on. lotta love, xoxo -b

Travelling was always one of my favourite things to do and so when it meant it will excuse me from doing other things I was supposed to, I just loved it that much more. Working on assignments wasn’t near as much fun as packing a suitcase, getting a plane ticket then driving to the airport and getting on a plane to get somewhere else in the world.

Honestly, there was nothing better.

Even though many people don’t like long flights I personally enjoyed it. I liked going on different planes, experiencing different journeys with different people. I know I might sound like a right weirdo at this moment and time but I’m only telling you the truth.

And so going back to the beginning, where I was saying I loved travelling just a little bit more when it meant I didn’t have to do certain things – well, at least for a little while – that was exactly the situation I was in right now.

My luggage was already checked in and I went through security as well so I had the chance to get myself a nice cup of coffee from Starbucks with a sandwich which I ate at one of the tables there. Feeling extra happy, I pulled my phone out of my hoodie pocket and pressed down on the button on the device so that my screen lit up. A smile made its way onto my face as I saw unread messages from my best friend who also happened to be my boyfriend.

Harry: you’re still coming right? I’m absolutely flipping nervous

Harry: oh crap I’ve gotta go, we’re doing an intro ad thing for the show. see you soon hopefully. love you x

A light chuckle left my lips as I clicked out of the message and opened another one from my lovely mother who was asking me if I made it onto the plane yet or if I’m still at home, lying around on the couch. Well what can I say I was never one to leave in time or make it in time to somewhere therefore I wasn’t surprised when I saw her messages.

Instead of texting her back, at which I was absolutely terrible but I think that was already shown when I never answered Harry, I clicked on her contact name and called her.

“Hey love, are you at the airport yet? Are you all checked in, yeah?” she asked me straight away, not even letting me take a breath before she flooded me with her questions.

But I guess mums will always be like this, right? And I should be grateful she’s like this with me because most children don’t have the opportunity to have a good relationship with their mothers or parents in general. 

“Hi mother, yes, I am at the airport and yes I am checked in,” I laughed as I lifted my cup full of hot coffee which may I add very rarely drank. I wasn’t the biggest fan of coffee but I needed it in that moment.

“Very well then,” she sighed. I heard soft clicking noises in the background so I knew she was working on something like she always did. It was as if she never stopped. If she wasn’t at work she was cleaning the house, the garden or doing extra work at home. I guess you could say she was really work-orientated, she liked keeping herself busy at all times. “Have you talked to Har yet?”

“Hmm,” I hummed as a huge smile appeared on my face again. My mum and dad called Harry “Har” and he loved it and it just made me very-very happy because they got along so well. “Although he had stuff to do so we didn’t talk on the phone.”

“Right, he is a busy man, isn’t he?”

“He is,” I agreed. “Anyways, I think I should get my laptop out and do some work so I don’t have to do all of it when I get back. I know for a fact I’m not gonna do anything while in New York.”

“That’s great thinking, my love. Looks like you inherited some of my drive to do work whenever wherever,” she laughed.

We talked for a few more minutes then she had to excuse herself because she had a Skype interview with one of the applicants or something like that. I guess you could say my mum was a boss-kinda-person at work meaning that she was an important member of the company she worked with.

While I had my laptop open and my drink in my hand I didn’t really do much although I didn’t expect any less or any more from myself. Basically, I just wasted my time until I had to pack my stuff away and get my arse on the plane. Which might I add was happy about. How could I not been happy about it?

Finally, I was going to New York. Not to mention the fact that I was also going to be seeing my amazing boyfriend who I miss very much.


Those eight hours on the plane didn’t even do anything to me. Probably because I slept all the way through which was clearly shown in the fact that my phone’s battery was dead since I forgot to plug it in once we were in the air and I was listening to music throughout the journey.

When I got through the security and immigration which was literally the longest bloody thing ever, I got my stuff then sat down inside and got my laptop out. It took me about fifteen minutes to connect to the free Wi-Fi which was terrible on its own so that just added to my stress and small amount of panic which was starting to build up within me.

I had to get a hold of Harry somehow because stupidly enough I didn’t tell him the time my flight would be arriving here and I also didn’t let him buy my tickets. Well, he helped me out because he truly insisted but he just transferred money onto my card, which honestly was more than I needed so I sent it back to him and only used a small amount of it, and I was the one who bought the tickets.

Once I was on the internet, I clicked on my messages which were blowing up, all of them from Harry. I didn’t even bother reading them I just clicked on the little bar and started typing out what I wanted to tell him before that stupid free Wi-Fi cut off.

Me: hii, I’m here and I’m stuck lol. my phone’s dead cos I never charged it on the plane so if you could come get me from the airport that would be lovely. sorry for not telling you when I was landing, I totally forgot. I’ll be outside but don’t bother replying bc the wifi is shit and I’ll probs won’t get your messages. I love you see you soon x

To send that message it took me like another ten minutes and just when I thought it would never go through, it said “Delivered” under it. I felt the built up pressure leave my shoulders as I almost closed my laptop off but then I saw his message pop right up.

Harry: good thing I have amazing connections right? I figured I’d find out when you’ll arrive because I know you and I had a feeling you’d end up stranded at the airport

Me: wait what you spied on me little fucker smh well at least you’re here right I’m really hungry haz hurry up please the wifi will go away pls xxxxxxx

Harry: get up your ass then and come out. I’m in a white Audi right as you come out the sliding glass doors

I smiled reading that message. I didn’t even bother putting my laptop away I just closed it down, put my backpack on my back then with my macbook in one of my hands and my suitcase in the other I started making my way out of the airport.

The sun was brighter than my future in that moment and I absolutely regretted not taking my sunnies out but it didn’t matter too much as soon as I set my eyes on the car which he mentioned in his text.

Squinting, I walked towards the car and as I was about to open the door, the window rolled down at the driver’s seat.

“Hey, what are you doing?” asked the lad as I looked at him, one of my hands coming in contact with my forehead so that I could keep the sun out of my eyes.

I could feel my cheeks heat up as I looked at the stranger, confusion taking over me completely.

“I-I’m so sorry sir, I thought-, my boyfriend,” I stuttered as I didn’t know what the actual hell to say. Was Harry seriously taking the piss? “I’m sorry, I’m going now,” I told the man as I reached out to my suitcase handle then pulled it behind myself.

I couldn’t believe how big of a dick Harry was. Did he find that amusing? Well, knowing his crazy ass he most probably did. And he definitely saw it all happening from one of the cars.

I crossed my arms once I put my laptop away in my backpack and leaned back on the seats. I honestly didn’t find this shit funny at the beginning then as I started to get over it, I begun to chuckle slightly until I realised I was shaking my head and grinning like crazy.

This was not the first time he had played me like that. We’re always like this with each other though. Some people would say we are too immature for our ages but I mean we couldn’t care less about their opinions. This was another reason why we worked so well together with Harry.

“Now that, my friend, was absolutely hilarious!” looking to my left I saw him walking closer, looking bloody gorgeous as always as his deep voice made a few people look at us.

His outfit was full black like always, his skinnies hugging his legs perfectly and his dark coloured shirt was so see-through you could easily make out the butterfly on his tummy and the swallows on his chest. He was fricking perfect and he knew it. Well, I was hoping he did because he was.

He was laughing by the time he got to me and all I did was shake my head and stood up, my hands still folded together and pressed against my chest.

“You’re just so funny, aren’t you?” I asked him, arching a brow while the tone of my voice was nothing but pure sarcasm.

“That I am, baby, that I am,” he smiled as he put his arms out, ready to pull me into a hug and boy did I waste any time? The fuck I didn’t! I almost flew into his arms, my body literally smacking into his and he had to take a few steps back as I basically fell onto him. “I missed you too, love,” he laughed quietly.

His arms wrapped around me in a tight hug, his chin resting on the top of my head then later he pressed a few kisses onto my hair. I hid my face in the crook of his neck as my hands wrapped around it and locked my fingers together at the nape of his neck. I sighed as I let myself melt in his touch, in his hug, in his arms.

“I love you,” I whispered as I pressed my lips against his skin for the shortest second then pressed my temple against his neck before I pulled away.

“I love you more,” he kissed my forehead as he let his hands slip off of me; down my arms and in the end he intertwined our fingers. Bringing them to his lips, he kissed my knuckles while he shut his eyes, not minding one bit that we were still out in the public.

Once he let go of me he took my hand in one of his hand and got my suitcase in the other one. I rolled my eyes as I saw we were nearing a black Audi and not a bloody white one. I could hear him chuckle as he opened the boot and put my luggage in and I just got in the passenger seat at the front.

Soon enough he was sitting next to me, buckling his seatbelt in and starting the car right away.

“Hand?” he held his right hand out to me as he looked to the left to see if any cars were coming and I just had to give in. Making sure my sigh was loud enough, I put my left hand into his and he once again intertwined our fingers. “I’ve gotta nip to the studio real quick to sign some papers with Jimmy. D’you wanna come or should I take you to mine first?”

“Whichever works for me,” I shrugged. “If yours is too out of the way I’ll just go with you and then we can get some food because I’m still starving then go home.”

“Sounds like a plan.”


And so that is what we did. Harry quickly went into the studio and he was out within ten minutes. I was dying at that point, my potential jetlag and hunger both doing my head in.

“Okay-okay, what d’you wanna eat, hm?” he asked me as his hand found its home on my thigh, gripping it a bit here and there.

“Dunno, don’t care,” I muttered. “Whatever’s close s’fine by me.”

“I’m guessing you don’t wanna go in, right?” I shook my head no and he hummed in response. “Have you ever had Taco Bell before?”

“Do I look like I spend all my time in America like some poeple?” I asked back sassily. I was tired and hungry with a headache on top. I wanted to cuddle Harry and sleep. And food of course.

“Drop the attitude, sunshine. I’m not up for it.”

“Well I’m not either so that makes two of us,” I told him right away. “Take your hand off of me now and take me home. I can’t be arsed getting food now.”


It took us twenty minutes to arrive at Harry’s penthouse that he rented while he was in New York or he owned it. I honestly didn’t have a clue and I couldn’t care less. I wanted a bed and nothing else. I was starting to get in a pissy mood and I didn’t like it because I knew Harry didn’t need my stress on top of his.

Throwing my stuff on the floor I found my way upstairs and into a bedroom which most probably wasn’t the one Harry was staying in because it was way too clean and I didn’t see anything in this room apart from the basics.

Shutting the door behind me rather strongly I plopped down on the bed, slowly crawling under the sheets and putting my head on the pillow. My eyes were shut right away and I felt content. Relaxed. Cool.

In that moment I also knew I should’ve stuck it out, taken my attitude back and get food instead of coming home but oh well. I made a scene already so it didn’t matter. Especially not after I fell into a deep slumber.

Fly Me Away - Kol Mikaelson

Request: I don’t know, maybe a Kol imagine where he takes the reader on a trip to surprise her? (if it’s flullfy or smut it’s up to you, let’s to give this man some love am I right) ((Anon)) 

Warnings: None? Just fluff. 

Pairing: Kol Mikaelson x Reader

A/n: ‘Let’s give this man some love’ is the best sentence I’ve ever heard. This is really short as well, sorry. 

Originally posted by shunnedwitch


Birthday’s are never much fun when there’s no one around to celebrate them. I mean, sure, you, Hayley, and Hope always had a nice little party for each other on birthday’s, but you missed birthday’s with Kol. Hayley knew you did, she tried to make your birthday’s worth while, but ever since they all went into a magical coma your birthday’s would get more and more depressing. 

But now he was back, and he promised you a birthday you’d never forget. First, it was breakfast, pancakes and hashbrowns. Then, it was shopping, he hated shopping like a normal male but he knew you loved it. He sucked it up for you. After shopping it was dinner. He didn’t take you somewhere fancy, you ate McDonalds on top of a cliff that overlooked mountains. It was perfect. 

But what you hadn’t been expecting was for you to wake up the next morning without him. He was just down in the kitchen, you could hear him talking to Klaus from the open bedroom door, but on his pillowcase was two plane tickets. To Paris. 

The plane left at noon that day, and you couldn’t stop smiling. Kol promised you the time of your life, that you’d never have to go back to New Orleans and you’d never have to worry about anything ever again. The hotel was gorgeous, and the food was amazing. Your cheeks hurt from smiling too hard. 

Kol had promised you the time of your life, and the time of your life you’d had. 

anonymous asked:

do you do celebrities? if yes can you do 15 from things you said prompts with tom holland please? thank you!

Tom Holland + things you said with too many miles between us

A/N: I love tom except Cindy loves him way more

Tags: @heyitsbabycindy @alessandra-writes @theregoesximena

“I really miss you.” Tom’s voice sounds muffled over the phone, but you could hear him as if he was here in front of you.

You smile wide, feeling butterflies in your stomach, “Me too.” 

 You hear papers being ruffled around on the other side and then a sigh comes from Tom, “I want to see you. It’s been too long since I saw your pretty face.”

You blush, feeling thankful that Tom could not see you because he would tease you endlessly, “I know, so do I. But, I’m filming a movie, you’re filming a movie. It’s not like we could just drop everything all of a sudden.” 

There’s a silence and then a cough. “Well, maybe we should. Maybe we should just run away together and live on an island somewhere.”

“Tom, don’t get all John Green on me. You know we can’t do that.” you laugh softly, staring at the ceiling from your bed.

“Well, then I’ll buy a plane ticket and visit you. I’ll ask for a break and-”

“Babe, I appreciate what you’re trying to do, really I do. But you can’t do that. You have a job to do. I mean if you fuck up with Sony one more time I’m pretty sure they’ll fire you.” you try to joke, though judging by the way the silence stretches for miles, you’re pretty sure Tom is serious.

Of course, you wanted to see him, you hadn’t exactly been the strongest the past few months. With rumors of you two breaking up and dating other people, it had been hard to actually make out the truth of your relationship.

“Please, baby, just this once. I have a break in a couple of weeks and I can visit you on set.”

You sigh, “I mean, I guess I could deal with you for awhile.”

Tom breaks out into a smile from the other side of the phone and you can practically see it. Tom puts his phone on his shoulder and does a little dance with him mumbling an ‘oh yeah, she said yes’. You laugh giddily, a feeling of pure happiness setting over you.

“Okay, baby I need to go to sleep because I have an early day tomorrow.” you say, looking at the clock on your nightstand.

“Okay, I love you.”

“Love you too.”


You smile, “Okay.”

 Tom laughs loudly, “Now who’s getting all John Green on me?”

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okay but I keep ending everything with dialogue??? This wasn’t my best work.

anonymous asked:

Okay I'm confused. What is all this drama about Dan going to the Bahamas?

Uuhhh a couple of days ago Dan tweeted a shady cryptic tweet about being in the Bahamas but it was such a weird tweet that no one actually knew if he was in the Bahamas. So everyone was panicking, but a fun kind of panic, trying to figure out if he was in the Bahamas, if Phil was with him, why he was in the Bahamas and why Dan would post such a weird tweet. Then it came out there was a room in the playlist live hotel called Bahamas, then apparently the annual playlist live party was Bahamas themed, then Phil was spotted alone at playlist, then they were both spotted on a balcony somewhere, then they were both at universal studios. Dan tweeted a picture of a plane ticket to the Bahamas which seems to check out (the airline is real, the airline had a flight from Orlando to the Bahamas that night, and one back a (it’s a two hour flight)) but was four hours after he disappeared and watched us burn. Then the day after he said he was only there for 2 hours which would give him time to be back for universal studios and stuff. The tweets and pictures are on his twitter just scroll down a bit. Anyway yeah that’s when the entire phandom collectively unstanned Dan until he posted a selfie. 10/10 would still meet in tescos car park at 2 am for a fight with all the stress he’s caused.

As I see it – and this is just me thinking out loud here – is if no one took the offer of $800 to get off the plane, maybe a United employee – at the gate, in the cockpit, somewhere – might have tried getting on the phone to someone higher up, and asking permission to offer more.

I mean, I get it, apparently the ticket says the airline has the right to remove passengers due to overbooking, but offering a few dollars more to four passengers versus the potential loss they face now, seems like an easy trade to make.

Of course, that’s assuming anybody could think things through before a passenger gets dragged off a plane.

post card - bonnie/damon - 1/1

prompt: please, come with me

read: ao3 | ffnet
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It was always coming to this. She knew it. He knew it. Anyone who ever met them knew it.

“You’re leaving.”

Damon’s luggage is by the door. He’s not taking much with him, but it’s enough to say that he’ll be putting Mystic Falls behind him for a while. Maybe even permanently.

He looks up, watches her walk down the hall, her arms crossed loosely over her stomach. “Figured it was time. Stefan’s pretty much over the whole ‘killed a small village’ thing and Caroline’s getting pretty good at playing the supportive wife. Think newlywed central might need some Damon-free time.”

She stares at him searchingly. “How long is that supposed to last?”

He frowns and drops his gaze to the floor. “It’s too much, Bon. Too many memories, too many mistakes… In a few years, they’ll move on, too. And they should. We all should. Because whatever mojo this place has, it isn’t good. Once it gets inside you, it’s like an infection. I’m tired of letting it twist me up.”

She nods slowly. “So, that’s it? You’re just gonna run away again?”

“I prefer to think of it as a slow ride toward freedom… Might hit up a few sandy beaches, set down roots somewhere with a few less ley lines criss-crossing all over town.”

“And, what, just send a post card every once in a while? Dear Bonnie, living the good life. Wish you were here. –Damon.

“Not exactly.”

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I’ve been sitting on this thing that was eventually going to be some beautiful freewood with the two of them goading each other into jealousy, y’know, to push the other into doing something.

—– anyway, I’ve had this in my drive like two months, and it kinda works like a standalone thing. I might work on it in the future, but probably not because I’m lazy af.

You want to hear a joke?

Though perhaps you may hear this and think it more suited to be a Shakespearian tragedy of some kind; after all, it’s got a fair few dick jokes under its belt.

There’s this man, right? A mercenary who goes by The Vagabond and remained true to that name. A traveller, a man without a home or a goal, who wanders into cities with nought but the clothes on his back and the guns that weigh him down. He makes his kills, takes the money, and vanishes into the chaos of the world.

He’s emotionally stunted and lost, like most killers.

Until he isn’t.

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Blushing Beckham

Requested By- Anon

Request- Hi love, can I request a Brooklyn Beckham imagine please? Lots of fluff, like where you come to visit him and he’s all excited and you can see the pure happiness radiating off of him! Please and thank you, you can choose he rest❤️

Person- Brooklyn Beckham

Warnings- None?

A/N- Sorry it took a thousand years

I was currently on Skype with my boyfriend, Brooklyn. It wasn’t a new thing that we did, especially since he’s been away working on his modeling, but today is different. Today I am surprising him with the fact that I have a plane ticket for a flight to see him this weekend. He is currently talking about one of his newest shoots. His newest shoot was a beachwear line that he was excited for. After he was finished he asked, “how about you? Any new exciting thing coming up?” “Umm… Well this weekend I am going somewhere.” “Oh really? Where?” “I am actually… I’m going to visit you.” I say pulling out the plane ticket to show him. His face goes from confused to shocked to smiling like an idiot. “No way! Really?” “Yeah, I board late on Friday night and I should land Saturday morning.” “Can’t wait!” We talk for a little while longer then we decided to sign off. I still have a little time before I need to head to bed so I decided to start packing some things. I only had my bath things to pack when I decided to go to bed.

*Saturday* Still Y/n’s POV

The plane was about to land soon so I started to gather my stuff together a bit better than it was. Finally the flight attendant announced we had landed and we start to head for the exit. After I get off I head to get my suitcase. After that is gathered I start for the when I see Brooklyn holding a sign with my name on it. “Brooklyn!” I say and he turns towards me and a smile covers his face. He runs over and picks me up in a hug. “Y/n, you’re here. Not on a screen, in person.” He says as he sets me down then pecks me on the cheek. I let a small giggle and reply with, “Well yeah, gotta keep you in line, can’t do that while being a thousand miles away.” Next thing I know Victoria walks up to us. “He has me to keep him in line, but I appreciate the help. Hello y/n.” I knew Victoria was with him while he was down here working on the shoots. “Hello Victoria, hope he isn’t too much of a handful.” “Oh you should have seen him for the past few days, every since you told him you were coming he’s been cleaning like crazy. Maybe you should stick around for awhile.” Brooklyn blushes at his mom’s comment and I smile and we head back to his rented apartment. That weekend was amazing, I didn’t realize how much I missed him until he was standing there.

the words that make an origin story

Originally posted by thediaryoflaurapalmer

Community Appreciation Week 2017
Day 1: favorite character (Troy Barnes)

also available on ao3, in case my blog isn’t fun to read on.

Troy knows that he’s not the smartest. It never really bothers him, because his teacher knows that he tries and she never yells at him. He’s only six years old, his mom says, and learning will come with time. Figuring out the difference between the little letter ‘b’ and the little letter ‘d’ just requires practice. Adding and subtracting the numbers his teacher gives him might take him a few moments longer than the rest of the kids, but she’s never said anything about the way he counts on his fingers. Practice, practice, practice – that’s all he needs. The schooling environment is harder for some children, the adults say to each other when they think he isn’t listening, but everything evens out in the end and Troy will be just fine with practice.

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I really just want to pack everything I have and buy a plane ticket to another city.

I want to get a new job and have a really cool roommate that I can actually be friends with and go out to eat with.

I want friends that I never have to worry about if they actually like me, I want friends that JUST want to be my friend and aren’t sexually attracted to me or want a relationship because im so tired of that.

I want to start making art again because somewhere down the line I lost interest and motivation and I really want that back.

Im tired of feeling like im not good enough. Im tired of crying and being lonely.

I want to just move to another city and start all over.

anonymous asked:

On one had everything feels legit and that he actually went and is just having fun with it. But on the other, say there is such a place at universal/wherever they are does fake almost real passports (there'd have to be a Spon logo on it somewhere tho), this is the most elaborate troll Dan's ever done. And if that's the case, He's a true Gemini and I'd personally fight the cheeky shit. But still I'm very inclined to believing he actually went for some kind of work reason until told otherwise.

Not remotely buying the “there’s a place at Universal” theory. 

a) Don’t think a restaurant would go to the extent of having a fake plane ticket with accurate flight times, accurate mock passport (British, even, not American) with not only accurate Bahamas stamp but accurate stamp from Dan’s entry into the US on May 4 with accurate classification type (P-1, for part of an entertainment group - Flipside, I assume, qualities). 

b) If it were a common tourist thing, someone else would in all of Playlist, or all of Orlando, in recent history, would have made the same joke and someone trying to verify or debunk this would have found it. 

So yeah I’d say I’m also inclined to believe he went, and probably for a work reason.