it can wait until tomorrow i guess

People Can Change

Summary: Y/N is a nerd about to graduate from high school. Dean is her best friend’s older brother who is always with Sam. Together the two of them fight like cats and dogs, but is it hatred causing it or is it love?

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore, Bobby Singer, Reader

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Chubby!Reader, Sam Winchester x Jessica Moore

Warnings: NSFW, smut, self doubt about weight, language

Word Count: 4,687

Request: Do you think you could write me a fanfic where its Dean x Reader but they’re both in high school and the reader is this adorable chubby lil nerd and Dean is a bad boy who used to tease her but they both really like each other and it ends up in smut of fluff please and thank you! Love the writing and keep doing’ you!- Anonymous

A/N: This is my submission for @dancingalone21 Lau’s AU Funny Quote Challenge. My quote was “I say we get drunk and shoot crap.” I hope y’all enjoy I loved writing this because I’m a chubby nerd like the reader. Feedback is always welcomed!

Originally posted by life-of-a-plaidchester

The bell for the end of the day chimed, and all of your classmates started packing their things up. Mr Singer, your teacher yelled out to everyone that they needed to bring their homework in on Monday or they’d receive no credit. As everyone else rushed to get out of the class, you took your time packing your things up before walking to the from of the class.

“Mr. Singer, here’s my homework.” He looked up at you with a smile on his face as he took it from you. “I just figured I would give it to you now.”

“My star pupil, thank Y/N I’ll be sure to get this graded and back to you by Monday.”

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Number One Contender

Hercules Mulligan x Reader

Note: This is the re written version, I was really disappointed with my initial attempt on this fic and am now nervous to publish this one so please feedback would be really great for my peace of mind. I would like to thank @secretschuylersister and @wrotemywayoutimagines for proofreading and just letting me know that this version doesn’t suck. Also thank you to everyone who encouraged me and told me that I am good enough you all really helped me a lot and I don’t know if I would have re posted this without you. 

Warnings: Fighting, blood, swearing. 

Word Count: 2.360

Tagged: @boss-headcanons @hercules-mullifan @hamiltonsquills @mehrmonga @iamgrayfox @rottwat

Hercules Mulligan is one of the top 10 heavyweight fighters in the world. Since he was 12 years old he has been training for one thing, the become the heavyweight champion of the world. By the time he was in college he was well known in the local amature boxing circles as one of the best in the area. Everyone know the kid was going to go far one day, that he could make it to the top if he kept at it.

The people around him were always there for him when he needed them. His best Lafayette stuck with him from when they first met in high school, went to college with him and eventually became his trainer because he wanted Hercules to succeed just as much as Herc wanted it. The older man, George Washington, who owned the gym he worked out at in college saw the potential in him and offered to be his manager. And then there’s you.

You were lucky enough to meet him in your second year of college, you shared a couple classes with Lafayette and after talking to him for a while he convinced you to come and watch one of Herc’s fights.

The minute the fight began you were mesmerised by him, the way his sweat drenched muscles moved, the way that despite his massive size he was able to move around so easily and so quickly in order to strike or evade his opponents punches. You couldn’t take your eyes off him the whole fight and when he noticed this Lafayette made sure to introduce the two of you afterwards. You became inseparable quickly.

With Lafayette, George and you in his corner, Herc felt like he could do anything. And within six years of graduating from college he was the number one contender for the world heavyweight championship.

The only thing standing in his way to the title is the current heavyweight champ Apollo Creed. A man who, while being an excellent fighter, is so obsessed with retaining his title that he refuses to fight southpaws, like Herc.

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Morning Coffee: Back Home.

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↳ Part Five.

Spencer and his team had worked on the case for about a week and a half before finding the unsub and arresting him. He’d been torturing his most recent victim and when the team barged in along with other officers and S.W.A.T. at 4:26 pm, he was taken by surprise to say in the least.

The victim wasn’t in bad shape physically, but the wounds he’d left on her emotionally would take a long time to heal. The team was thankful that they’d gotten there when they did.

The jet ride home was pretty quiet, it was the middle of the night and everyone was desperate to get back to their own beds. Spencer however, knew where he was headed.

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Lukas and Ava being Team Mom going "Alm nO" and bonding about it

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You watched with a knowing smile on your lips as Lukas trudged towards you, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. The composed lieutenant had no trouble expressing displeasure when a certain green-haired commander was involved.

“He’s gone and done it again, hasn’t he?”

“It would seem he’s run off to chase another band of brigands. I don’t know how many times I said ‘Alm, no’ to him, today.”

“I’ll bet it wasn’t half as much as me.” You mused, patting his shoulder in comfort. Lukas sighed, clearly frustrated with the boy’s enthusiastic desire to chase down any and every bad guy. Admirable as it was, you both knew it was a trend that couldn’t continue.

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Mafia Boss (G-Dragon Scenario) - Part 36

Posted February 16, 2017

I’d like to thank every deity out there that it’s finally Thursday, because I had so much fun writing this part. I hope you’ll like it too, people! Enjoy~

WARNING! Those who don’t handle violence and strong language well, be ware. This is not, I repeat not, a series suited for young and sensitive readers.

All characters in this series, aside from the members of BIGBANG, are fictional. Any resemblance to real life people, in name or otherwise, are purely coincidental.

Summary: The promise you’d made to Ji Yong, about helping him, was one you found yourself hesitating to keep. Was it really a good idea?

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9] [Part 10][Part 11] [Part 12] [Part 13] [Part 14] [Part 15] [Part 16] [Part 17] [Part 18] [Part 19] [Part 20] [Part 21] [Part 22] [Part 23] [Part 24] [Part 25] [Part 26] [Part 27][Part 28] [Part 29] [Part 30] [Part 31] [Part 32] [Part 33] [Part 34] [Part 35] [Part 36] [Part 37] [Part 38] [Part 39] [Part 40] [Part 41] [Part 42] [Part 43]

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Requested by anonymous


“Hey, Y/N, have you seen my Iron Fist suit?” Danny asked you.

“Yes,” you simply replied.

Danny looked at you expectedly, but after a moment it became clear you weren’t going to elaborate.

“You aren’t going to tell me, are you?” Danny asked. “You know, I’m not going to quote the Incredibles to get it back.”

“That’s not it. You do know what day it is, right?” you asked Danny.

Danny nodded. “The eighteenth,” he replied. You glared at him. “I know, I know, it;s our anniversary.”

“Exactly. So why do you even want to go superheroing today?” you asked.

Danny sighed. “Because I wanted to surprise you,” he stated. “But I guess it’s plan B, since you are apparently holding me hostage here,” he teased.

“Romantic evening in tonight, and if you want to show me how much you love me with money, that can wait until tomorrow. Or my birthday,” you told him. You didn’t really like him spending money on you anyways.

“You win,” Danny said, leaning in to give you a kiss on the lips. “So what are we doing on our romantic evening in?”

“I thought you had a plan B,” you accused.

Danny laughed. “Okay, right. Plan B. You surprise me with a romantic table setting, I’ll surprise you with a delicious meal, then something either involving the TV, a lack of clothes, or both,” he said.

“Sounds like the perfect evening in,” you told him.

“And tomorrow, you’ll tell me where my Iron Fist outfit is?” Danny asked.

“Hopefully by tomorrow I can put that green monstrosity and yellow ballerina slippers in the garbage, because your new, much-nicer white and yellow suit will be done,” you told him.

“I love you, but thats not fair that you’re spending money on me when you won’t let me spend money on you,” Danny commented.

You leaned in to kiss him. “Love you, too,” you said in reply.

Fairy Tail GO! Ch. 51

Rated T. I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does.

Summary: Lucy was having fun playing ‘Pokémon Go!’ when she accidentally put herself in harm’s way. Luckily a pink haired boy saved her just in the nick of time. A ‘thank you’ lunch helped spark a new friendship between them, but Lucy got more than she bargained for when she realized the boy she befriended had a complex past full of dark secrets. Fortunately for him, Lucy won’t be scared away so easily. Modern High School AU. Slight Angst/Drama/Fluff.

Read Chapter: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60

Read on FF.net or AO3.


Chapter Fifty-One: Welcome to the family

“Wh-What?” Lucy sputtered, face growing red despite her best efforts to stay in control. It didn’t work. In fact it only caused the heat to spread to her neck and ears. The many eyes on her didn’t help her racing heart either.

She didn’t know why Natsu’s dad would ask that question. Her hand went to the hickey on her shoulder, but she felt her hair still covering it. ‘If he didn’t see the hickey, then why would he ask?’

She cursed her stutter as she spoke again. “Wh-why would you think th-that?”

Igneel only grinned as he glanced at Natsu. The boy panicked when all eyes landed on him. He felt like sinking into his seat, but he remained in place. “What? I already told ya we’re not dating!”

Grandeeney let out a soft laugh as she sarcastically said, “I guess we have the only teenage boy in Fiore who doesn’t lie then?”

“Err…” Natsu grit his teeth, feeling his own blush take over. “It’s not like that! We’re just friends!”

“Oh?” Igneel’s grin turned into a smirk. “That’s weird. So you two were kissing in the break room at the shop because what? You’re just friends?”

Natsu and Lucy were speechless, mouths hanging open and eyes growing wide. Seeing as they weren’t going to respond, Igneel added, “There’s a security camera in there. Caught the whole thing.”

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Valentine’s edition - Hope y’all received chocolates and roses from a special someone. Happy Valentine’s Day! ❤

Y/N’s P.O.V

You were walking down the hallway to your locker after you dismissed your science class. You took a few books out as you prepared to head for the next class. You hurried and closed the locker’s door.

“Hey, Y/N.” Newt said happily, appeared from nowhere.

Newt was your closest friend, perhaps best friend, you would come up to him with your problems and you knew it he would help you and be there by your side. But there was a feeling you had been hiding for so long…waiting for a right time to tell the truth.

“Newt! You startled me.” You breathed in heavily.

“You know I always do.” Newt chuckled.

“Well, I gotta go now, I’m sorry! I’ll talk to you later!” You blushed and then rushed off.

“Wait but Y/N! I need to tell you something-” he looked at you with nervous eyes but you were too far ahead to hear it.

“-I’m in love with you.”


Newt’s P.O.V

Newt sat with Minho and Thomas for lunch and as always he would sneakily stare at you when you weren’t looking at his direction. 

“So did you tell Y/N yet?” Minho playfully nudged Newt, wiggling his eyebrows.

“No. I was about to until she ran away.” Newt sighed.

“Well then, I guess you’re not her type.” Minho let out a laugh.

“Minho!” Thomas punched him. “Ow!”

“It’s alright.” Newt stared at his plate.

“What can we do to help? I know Valentine’s is coming, we can do something with that.” Minho suggested.

“Remember, she’s leaving next year! You gotta do something about it. It’s now or never.” Thomas added.

“Wait…I have an idea! Oh no, it’s tomorrow, I better hurry! Thanks shanks.” Newt quickly stood up from his table and hurried off to somewhere.

“You’re welcome! Slinthead.” Minho smilled.


Y/N’s P.O.V

It was Valentine’s Day! All around your school’s campus was decorated with red heart balloons and pink ribbons hanging around everywhere. You name it they had it. You were passing by your locker and you noticed there were a bunch of hearts being stuck on the front door. You took a closer look and opened to door. Rose petals were everywhere, a big sign saying ‘Happy Valentine’s Day!”, heart balloons from the inside floating out and a pink card with a number 1. It amazed you for how much effort the person put for this. Right away, you noticed Newt had been missing the entire day. You started questioning yourself if he actually did this for you. You decided to pick up the card to see what it said. 

Dear Y/N, happy valentine’s day. You are the love of my life as soon as I met you. That time, I was too shy to confess but then you showed up and taught me to get out of my shell. I was more confident and because of you I know what love is. You have the most dazzling smile, beautiful eyes and cute impressions I always fall for. Not to mention you have the kindness in you that no one else has because you’re that unique. 

You must know that no one can let you down. I know that you’re leaving. It can be great to meet new friends but please always remember that I will always be there for you even when you feel lonely. 

Go to the library where we first met.

- Newt 

That was the most beautiful letter you’ve ever received.You squealed up and ran to the library. There, you saw Minho who was giving you a pink card with number 2.

Go to the canteen where you spilled your smoothie on your shirt and I gave you my hoodie to change.  

- Newt

It was like a fun little scavenger hunt. This made you giggle as you remembered you being clumsy and spilled everything. A teacher saw that  and started yelling at you. But then Newt stopped the teacher and said it was his fault instead. You quickly ran to the canteen and saw Thomas. He walked up to you, saying nothing, and gave you another same card but with a number 3. 

Go to the garden behind the school where I tripped and fell. I was bleeding hard and you gave me your handkerchief to cover up the scratch and blood. I still keep it. 

- Newt 

You held the cards to your chest. There, you found Newt, your heart started jumping. He turned around with the most beautiful bouquet of roses and a box of chocolate. He looked at you happily.

“Happy Valentines’s D-” Newt said but you interrupted him by running straight and hugged him.

He was shocked and looked down, seeing you burried your face on his chest. Newt brought you closer.

“After all these years you never told me,” you mumbled on his chest, “and I haven’t told you that…I love you.” Happy tears rolling down your cheek.

“You do? Will you be my Valentine?” Newt asked.

“Yes.” You replied, tip-toeing you kissed on his lips. He kissed you back, passionately.

Thomas and Minho finally caught up, they started cheering and applauding.

“Oh shut up, you.” You said with a laugh.

Very Special Agent: Papa DiNozzo- Part 1

Originally posted by justbacktothegoodolddays

*gif is a placeholder for @theenchantedgalleryofstories mood board*

Pairing: Tony x Reader

Warnings: None that I could tell. Let me know if I missed something.

Word Count: 2222

A/N: This is the follow up series to “Something Stupid”.  This can be read on it’s own, but some pieces will definitely make more sense if you have read “Something Stupid”. Thank you to @hamartiamacguffin for being an amazing beta!! Clears up why I definitely need to have someone look at my work more often! It was super intense and I think I need a nap haha! As always, feedback is very much appreciated!

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Library Book

Pairings: wendy × reader

Genre: fluff

Words: 958

Warnings: none

Request: not requested

Originally posted by joyfulwendy

A/N: this is just a quick thing I wrote earlier this week. I’ll most likely have a twice scenario up by Friday that’ll be longer


Wendy was obsessed with the library.

Somehow someway she’d always end up in the library at least three times a week. What she also loved, was reading. If she liked a book enough, she’d probably finish a 500 page book in a day.

One thing Wendy did hate was when people turned in their library books late.

Wendy has lost count of the amount of times that she’s come to the library in excitement, rushing in to read a book that she’s been wanting to read for months, all until she finds out that someone is a week over their due date. Wendy hated it, and if she could she’d probably find everyone who had turned in their books late and give them a very long and stern talking to. Sadly life doesn’t work that way.

But Wendy has never been as irritated as she was currently. For the last 2 weeks, she’s been coming to the library every single day to find out if the book that’s she’s been waiting on for months has been returned to the library, but everyday she comes back to find it still missing and gone.

That was until the day you walked in. Honestly, you looked like a hot mess. You had just came back from a month long vacation with your annoying relatives and you weren’t exactly in the greatest of moods. The only reason you even remembered to turn in the book today was because you saw the book as you were storming outside of the house, right after you had gotten into an argument with one of your parents, which made you even more irritated than you already were. It wasn’t a great day for you, to say the least.

It wasn’t too great of a day for Wendy either. She walked inside the library to find out that her precious book still had not been returned, and that ruined her whole day altogether. She stormed out of the library, the sun rays hitting her face, determined to sit in her room all day and binge watch Netflix without any interruptions, until she saw you. Holding onto the book that she’s been waiting on for months.

As soon as Wendy saw the book in your hands, she stopped in her tracks in shock. She was starting to believe that she’d never find the stupid book, but here it was, sitting in the palms of one of the most gorgeous human beings that she’s probably ever seen in her entire life. Wendy was too busy focusing on the way her blood was boiling at the moment though to pay attention to how beautiful you were.

Lost in her anger, Wendy marched over to you, stopping you in your tracks, “Excuse me? How long have you had that book?”

You looked at Wendy in confusion, “I don’t know? I’ve been busy and I keep forgetting to return it. Who are you exactly?” You asked, confused and slightly alarmed.

“My name isn’t important. What is important is that you’re returning that book months after its due date! I mean really, how hard is it to stop by the library and throw a book into the dropbox,” Wendy yells at you, her fist slightly clenching.

Your blood was boiling now. Who did this girl think she was? She had no right to just come up to you and start scolding you, “Excuse me? I don’t even know who you are! I’ve been dealing with a crap load of family issues lately and I don’t need some random psycho to add onto my problems! The book is here now, be grateful for that at least.” You’re breathing heavily, holding onto the stupid library book tightly that caused this stupid mess and clenching your first now.

Wendy was starting to feel slightly bad now. It probably wasn’t the best idea to go up to a random stranger and yell at them for not returning a book on time.

Wendy bites onto her lip and then continues, “Look, I’m sorry for yelling and going all crazy on you, but bare with me. I’ve been waiting to read the book for months now and you have no idea how frustrating it is to come here everyday and find out that it’s still not here.”

You frowned, “Okay, but you could’ve easily just have waited until tomorrow to get your stupid book. There was no need to attack me like we’re in some kind of freaking war.”

Wendy laughed awkwardly, “Yeah, that probably wasn’t my smartest decision. I’m sorry.”

You sighed, “Well since you apologized, I guess I forgive you.” You say, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go return this long overdue book.”

You walked around Wendy, walking towards the library, until you heard a shout behind you.

“Wait!” Wendy shouts and runs up to you as you look at her in confusion, “Can I get your phone number? You seem like a nice person and I want to get to know you better.” She says, giving you a shy smile.

You grin, “Okay, sure, why not?”

You grab her hand and take out a pen from your jacket pockets, quickly writing down your phone number on her palm.

“Okay, I’ll see you later then!” You gave Wendy a small wave and headed into the library, much happier than you were when you first started walking here.

Wendy left the library with a small grin on her face with a new memory that she had of her favorite library. Now she didn’t just love the library because of the endless amount of books that it held, but also because she met you at that library, all because of that stupid yet wonderful library book.

Classroom Distraction 

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Pairing: Isaac x Reader

Prompt: “You’re so lucky your cute”

Summary: Issac annoys you asking for an answer to on of the test questions, and won’t give up until you tell him what your answer you put down is.


The class you dreaded was here, Chemistry was one of your worst subjects and the teacher was unbearable. Even on his good days he was still a pain, you never disliked a teacher as much as you disliked Mr Olsen. Thankfully Isaac was in the same class as you, just knowing that he was there made things a bit better.

“I expect utter silence in today’s class. On each of your desks there is a test sheet, you will have the whole period to complete and your mark will count to your final grade. So I hope all of you came prepared and studied last weeks material, if not then I suggest you pray really hard for a miracle” He looked to certain students, making those people shift very uncomfortably in their seats.

“This is under test conditions so anyone talking will be given a warning and then kicked out, you may commence reading time” he checked the clock ticking away on the wall behind him and waited until it hit 12 and said, “Right now”.

Pages being turned and students sighing was all the noise that could be heard in the first few seconds. Isaac sat beside you on the table in the next row, and looked completely bored. You yourself read the first question and mentally groaned, you fell asleep reading this exact chapter last night and it came back to bite you in the ass.

The only thing you could manage to do was go with instinct, some questions you knew the answer to 100% others you literally had to go through the process of elimination and determine which of the two that was left, was the right one.

With only 25 minutes left of the class, you were nearly finished the test. But sudden something came flying directly towards you and hit you square in the face. You turned towards Isaac and saw him smile, obviously he was either finished or extremely bored and had given up if he was annoying you with time still left.

“Psst Y/N” he whispered just loud enough for you to hear, but low enough so the teacher wouldn’t notice.

“What Issac” you whispered back.

“What’s the answer to question 7?” he asked.

“Figure it out yourself”.

When he didn’t answer you assumed he took your advice, but another ball of paper came hurdling at your face. “Issac knock it off”.

“I hear whispers, I suggest whoever is talking to stop now before consequences occur” Mr Olsen stated very rudely.

You thought that warning alone was enough for Isaac, but nope he continued to throw another ball of paper at you.

“Help your boyfriend out…please babe” he said.

You didn’t want to turn around because you knew that Isaac would be pulling a puppy dog expression, and it got you every time. So head down you shook your head to indicate that you weren’t risking it.

“I’ll make it worth it if you help me” he sent a wink in your direction and you couldn’t help but crack a small smile.

“Get your mind out of the gutter Lahey” you finally spoke.

“Don’t pretend like you aren’t loving where my mind is right now”.

Issac was certainly cheeky at the worst of times, it made things very difficult especially if it was things like school or when you were around your parents.

“Quick Y/N while the douche of a teacher is distracted”.

You looked up and saw some other teacher had came in and took Mr Olsen out to the hallway to talk in private, his attention completely off the students which most took to their advantage.

“The answer is b okay, now quit distracting me that’s all your getting” you said.

“That’s all I’m getting now, but later tonight…” he smirked and you had to admit you walked right into that.

Turning to your cocky boyfriend you said, “You’re so lucky your cute”.

He laughed and before he had time to respond the teacher came back in, and every student went back to their previous positions acting like nothing happened.

Minutes later the bell for the end of the period rang, and the class emptied faster than ever before.

Issac and you walked out of the classroom into the hallway, with Isaac sneaking his arm around your waist. “So your place tonight?” he said to you still wearing his smirk.

“Sure if you can tell me the answer to question 5 on the test? You get it correct Lahey and I’m all yours tonight”. Now it was your turn to be the cocky one.

Isaac was thinking really hard and finally said, “Answer is c”

Instead of answering you grabbed your bag out of your locker, and headed down the hallway leaving Isaac behind. He jogged towards you, “Was I right?” he asked.

“Maybe, we won’t find out until tomorrow though. So I guess you’ll just have to wait until tomorrow night”. Sending him a wink he knew you bested him and just shook his head, following you out to the car park.

Nonnegotiable (Theo Raeken)

Originally posted by codychristiansource

Summary: Sometimes there is a good reason why two people shouldn’t be together. AU.

Author’s Note: THEO MY BBY. I’m so sorry to say that this story doesn’t necessarily have a happy ending, but it’s not the worst one. This story is inspired by a situation that happened to me and a coworker and then my imagination decided to work it into this LOL. It was originally gonna be written for Scott, but then I can’t bear to break up Scira and I wanted more Theo so here we are. I think this fits nicely for him when I made it into an AU.


Tug.

He always had a thing for girls with long hair. Malia used to have long hair, but in the few months before she handed him the divorce papers, she had cut her hair short. It was a good look on her, he remembered.

Tug.

She gives him a side glance, an amused smile on her lips. “What are you doing?” she asks.

Theo grins and as innocently as possible, he answers, “Nothing.” [Name]’s hair was long when he met her, but she had chopped it short in her frustration with the summer heat. Despite how it reminded him of his ex-wife, he thought she looked cute, and he couldn’t resist trying to play with her hair.

Tug.

She brushes his fingers from her short locks and gives him a playful poke to his stomach as she moves past him to get her lunch from the fridge. He glances at his watch. He needs to clock in from lunch soon, but he hovers by the door of the break room.

“Hey,” he calls, and she glances at him in the midst of sitting down. “If I were to ask you out, would you say yes?”

She stares at him for a moment with the faintest of smiles. “Yes.”

Theo grins. “Then dinner with me Saturday night?”

It’s that smile, the coy look on her face that he likes, especially when coupled with that breathy chuckle. “Sure,” she answers.

His grin widens and he winks at her before disappearing from the break room. “See you then!”

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Happy Birthday,  phantomofthenightclub!

May 3 - “What’s your favorite silverware? Because I like to spoon!” Jemma/Bucky or Karen Page/Frank Castle for @phantomofthenightclub

This is Jemma/Bucky, unashamedly pulling from the classic ‘huddling for warmth’ trope :3

Written by @cinnaatheart (CinnaAtHeart on AO3)

The cabin is so many shades of ‘disaster waiting to happen’ Jemma can scarcely believe it actually exists. The tiny, one-bedroom homestead is hidden in the wilds of Canada, an hour’s drive from the nearest township. The bedroom itself is poky and cramped, the mattress on the bed at least a few decades old, and the kitchen- if one could really call it that- smells ever so faintly of rancid meat and cigarette smoke. So far out, the cabin isn’t hooked to the power grid, powered instead by a generator that could be described as shonky at best, and don’t even get her started on the bathroom. It’s a horror show on all levels, and more than once she pinches herself, as though somehow it might wake her from this walking nightmare of a mission.

Jemma’s suspects their ‘banishment’ here is half-research assignment, half an excuse to keep Barnes hidden in the aftermath of the latest international disaster. Another ‘favour for a friend’, no doubt, though Coulson had been sketchy on the details.

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Initial Thoughts--6x19: The Black Fairy

Originally posted by disneyandthefamilybusiness

Another interesting episode!  I really think 6b is shaping up to be one of my very favorites.  Though obviously not perfect, I love the way all the storytelling threads are starting to come together to form a tapestry.  I love all the twists and turns and “well, I didn’t see that coming!” moments.  

Now, in an attempt to not be up half the night, because Lord knows I need sleep, I’ll do my best to keep this short and sweet.

1. I think Rumple is heading toward a redemption path and a heroic sacrifice to save the town and all of that, but he’s not there yet.  

2.  There seems to be a cycle of bad decisions in the Stiltskin family, a cycle that leads to the family being torn apart.  It is not, however, fate, as Rumple said to Belle early in the episode.  It’s a cycle of parents choosing to do what is wrong in order to help their child.  Doing what’s wrong will always have consequences in this show, and taking the easy way, the way that will cause others pain, and the way that is going it alone rather than banding together with heroes is always going to have disastrous consequences.  If Rumple comes to realize this and thus breaks the cycle, he’ll get his happy ending with his family (or at least the chance to die a hero, knowing he saved Belle and Gideon).  If he doesn’t, he’ll lose them forever.

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Part 2: Imagine finding out that Barry and Iris never marry, and you finally return home.  


When you went playing Indiana Jones with Cisco, Caitlin, and Barry in Star Labs, trying to find dr. Wells’ secret hideout, the last thing you expected was to see your boyfriend’s best friend having the same last name as him not even a decade later. Caitlin looked at you with pity and you bit your bottom lip, inhaling through your nose to calm down. The rest of what had been said was out of your ears’ reach, everything was a blur. You didn’t even know how you ended up back in the parking lot with all three of them.

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HEYHEY GUESS WHAT MY FAMILY SUCKS
my brother and his new wife are going on their honeymoon from tomorrow to thursday and aren’t letting us use their car that is being left home :-) so I have to take uber to and from school for 3 days and waste all my money. They waited until now to tell me lmfaooooo.

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The Professor (Part 2)

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Reality hit you. “Don’t show me, Amy,” you said, looking at her. You felt a little bad because she, in her ill state, had gone to the trouble of digging up dirt to find his Facebook profile. “I doubt a guy like him isn’t already taken,” you said sadly, your mood suddenly changing. “He’s married, isn’t he? Hell, he probably has fucking kids! I should’ve known…” You trailed off as a smile crept onto Amy’s face.

“Just look at it, geez, Y/N,” you leaned towards her and you looked at his Facebook page. Amy guided you through it. “His name’s Chris. I like it…‘Chris Evans’…has a nice ring to it. He’s twenty-eight, single, has a fucking PhD!”

“Dude’s a whole premium package,” you said, scrolling down the list of posts.

You burst out laughing at one of the links he’d shared. “Grandmas react to the Kim Kardashian sex tape, and our innocent professor here, said ‘this is absolutely, without question, the greatest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I wanna hang with these ladies.’”

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