If you would ask these two whether or not they’re on a date, pretty sure you wouldn’t get a straight answer. Adrien would change the subject, and Marinette would blather on with something about hamsters?
Anonymous said:Dallas being protective of you would include
A/N: I’d love to do this imagine for you, since I’ve lacked in doing Dallas Winston or The Outsiders imagines or would includes for ages now! Please forgive me, lovely! I hope that you like what I’ve come up with. I’m sorry if it’s shitty, but I haven’t written one of these in quite awhile. So forgive me, anon!
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- Dallas being pretty grouchy and demanding of you.
- If you’re not romantically involved with Dallas and you’re his sister, bud or a member of the gang, just know that there are no boys allowed. This hood wouldn’t think any guy deserves you.
- If you are romantically involved with Dally, then, just know that he won’t enjoy the male company you have, the majority of your friends or anybody who gives you a glance.
- He would not allow you to walk home by yourself.
- “I can walk by myself, thank you very much!”
- “To hell you are, (Y/N)! Anybody could jump you, and since when were manners your sorta thing?”
- Dally always having a protective arm around your shoulders or waist.
- Beating the tar out of anybody who bullied or messed with you.
- “You think this is funny punk?”
- “Touch her and I’ll bury you six feet under. You got it?”
- “Keep your eyes elsewhere or I’ll gouge em’ out.”
- Dallas knocking a few guys’s teeth loose.
- He’d be tougher than usual, but he’d hope that you knew that it was just for your own protection.
- “Are you goin’ soft, Dally?”
- “Shut up! To hell I am?!”
- Dallas pulling you away from people he doesn’t like.
- “I don’t like him.”
- “You don’t know him.”
- “He gives me a bad feelin’.”
- “Everyone does!”
- Dallas losing his shit when he finds out that you’ve been jumped.
- Dallas getting into jail a hell of a lot more.
- “Can’t you just not punch him this time?”
- “If he’s starin’ at my girl, he’s gonna get much worse than that.”
- Dallas walking you everywhere, even if he’s drunk as hell.
- On rainy nights he’d totally drive you home.
- No matter how mad you are at him, he’d always sneak in through your bedroom window to make sure you’re doing all right.
- Those long menacing stares directed at everyone else.
- You are his priority and he wouldn’t admit it to anyone (and no one would dare bring it up), but, he’d take all the hits, kicks, ect. that were thrown your way.
- “You okay, doll?” he’d murmur huskily, his thumb catching your lower lip.
- “You’re outta your mind, Winston. Look at you!”
- “Makes me look tough, huh?” he’d cock a brow like Two-bit.
- “You’re going to be the death of me someday, Dal.” you’d laugh.
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Overview: It’s junior year and Riley’s best friend develops a crush on her first love, Lucas. Not wanting to stand in between them she lies and says she’s okay with them being together. As it turns out, Lucas has an older trouble making brother that none of his friends knew about. One that just so happens to take an interest in Riley. Author’s Notes: In this AU, the triangle never happened and Farkle never outed Riley’s true feelings. [Italics indicate flashbacks.] Previous Chapters:1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 Chapter Seven: “Hustle.” Word Count: 2,612
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In the aftermath of Riley confronting Jackson he decides he has a lot to make up for. He was tired of letting the people he cares about down so he wanted to do right by her and because she wanted a taste of what life is like when you don’t play by the rules he had the perfect plan.
When the following Friday rolls around Riley waits for her parents to fall asleep before sneaking out her bay window and meeting up with him a block away from her apartment. She knew it was risky behavior considering her and her parents had just established an understanding with each other but she wasn’t done being careless.
Hi there! Can you do a Tom imagine with lots of fluff? And involves you guys going on a car ride? I couldn’t get the ask box to work so I messaged you!
The week wasn’t perfect. The weather was bi-polar, switching from being ice cold to being rainy and windy as hell. So for today to be beautiful and sunny, it was amazing.
“You want to go on a drive?” Tom asked, slipping his arms around my waist from my place at the counter. I smiled and set my book down and swiveled the chair towards him.
“Where would we go?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck. He smiled and nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck.
“Wherever the road takes us.” he said, his breath tickling my skin. I smiled and brought him to look at me.
“Sounds like a plan.” I said bringing him for a kiss.
The wind felt amazing as we rode with the windows down. The car was my father’s, who lent it down to my sister who then passed it onto me. It was going to be passed down until she decides to not run anymore.
It was an old car. I forgot the year but it looked brand new. And it was a gorgeous teal color. Sleek and shimmered in the sunlight. The back could be turned into a small laying space which was perfect for drive in movies.
“Good Life” by One Republic played through the stereo, the city slipping away as Tom drove. We headed up a small mountain, hardly anybody up there with us which was better than a crowd. Tom held his hand out to me and I took it, squeezing it.
“I love you.” he said over the music.
“I love you, too.” I said. He pulled to the left, stopping at a small cliffside and parking the car so the back was facing outwards. He pulled out a blanket and we settled in the back, pulling out the food we prepared, watching the city down below.
“God this view is beautiful.” I said, taking a bite out of my pizza.
“I don’t know.” Tom said, biting his.
“It is. But it’s not as beautiful as you Darling.” he smiled.
“Oh shut up.” I blushed, and looked down at my feet. He squeezed my thigh and we finished our pizzas. We snuggled up against the seats and listened to the music play from the stereo. My legs were entangled with Tom’s as his arms held me. He rested his hand on my thigh and we just laid there, feeding off each other’s heat and presence.
He began to rub his hand up and down my thigh and up to the hollow of my hip. He brought my face towards his, stopping to lift my face, and then continued slowly rubbing my side. Our lips connected softly, my hand finding its way to his neck, pulling him closer.
His hand found it’s way up into my shirt, his touch cold, making me shiver. I found myself sitting on top of him, straddling his hips. His back pressed into the seat as his hands roamed by hips, giving them small squeezes.
“God you’re beautiful.” he whispered, kissing my neck and making sure to leave a mark. My head rolled back and I tangled my hands into his hair.
It began to slowly rain and we had to stop, making sure to fold the backseats back up. We headed down the mountain, watching the sun set as we descended.
We got home and immediately went to the bedroom, changing into our pajamas and drifting off to sleep.
“I love you darling.” Tom whispered, his arm wrapped around me. I yawned and smiled at him sleepily.
“I love you too Tommy.” I said, nuzzling my head into his chest, inhaling his scent. He chuckled softly and kissed my forehead.
“You’re adorable.” he whispered.
“I know.” I yawned. He smiled and kissed me, before settling his head atop mine, dozing off shortly after.
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Hi ! Could you write some fluff headcanons for Nevra please ? 😊
Well, hello hello!
I want to thank everyone who likes and reblogs my headcanons and oneshots, it really means a lot. But these holidays, I wasn’t okay at all… I really wasn’t, and I am really sorry for not posting as much as I thought I would. I also said that I would post 2 headcanons that day, but I really hope you understand I couldn’t, i’m really sorry.
But anyways, let’s have fun with our headcanons, right? You didn’t give me much infos besides the headcanons being fluff so I hope you enjoy it darling! (and everyone else eheh)
Tbh, this boy can either be the most adorable thing in the world and a hot and sexy beast like, there is no inbetween.
In your relationship he always makes sure you are okay and fine with whatever you both do because he cares about you a lot.
If you or him are a bit busy, he always makes up time to check up on you or have a time for you, even if it’s just 5 minutes.
Keeps thinking about you the whole day when it’s not with you.
He really does care about you and he loves you endlessly, believe me, sometimes he even wonders how he’s dating you (i mean nevra you’re fucking attractive what the hell)
He loves to cuddle you, especially on rainy days. He likes to pull you into his chest and run his hands sweetky through your hair, kissing your forehead a few times. He really loves your scent.
If he’s feeling anxious or sad he just goes to you because you can calm him just by looking at him.
He kisses you all the time in the different ways, sometimes the kiss may be hot, sometimes it may be sweet, sometimes it may not say anything at all, but when he’s kissing you he feels like he’s falling for you over and over again.
Would do anything for you? Do you want a whale? Ok! Do you want him to kill a tree? Sure! Do you want him to take you to the moon? No problem!
He thinks you’re the most sexy, gorgeous, amazing, wonderful, smart(…) girl he has ever seen.
He always makes sure you are feeling good during your sexy times before he starts to feel good.
You’re his world.
He treats you so well, i’m jealous :(
Really hopes to have a future with you, kids and maybe 60 dogs who knows.
Halla :-) I just wanted to say that your writing is wonderful! You really "get" these two characters. Your writing feels so genuine and authentic to who we saw on screen. Bravo 👏 And if I could, a prompt request? I'd love to see something indulgent! Maybe some snuggling in bed with confessions of feelings?
Prompt: Could you write about Isak and Even having a conversation where they describe their first impressions of each other? Thanks! :)
Prompt: Since u really seem to love prompts and i am dying for evak; Isak & Even having a cozy day in just laying around, being lazy, cuddling ( a lot) and just being soft™ boyfriends….? (Pleeeaaaassseee)
Prompt: You should write a drabble where Isak and Even are kind of just like chilling in bed talking about how they knew they’d fallen in love with each other. Like have you seen that post circulating that’s about this? Something like that would be adorable.
Hi everyone!! I have al of these similar-ish prompts that I thought I would put together into one short, sweet soft!evak morning. I hope you enjoy this tooth rotting fluff <3
“You’re awfully quiet.”
Isak tries not to grin as Even noses the curls that had fallen in his face as he laid placidly on Even’s t-shirt covered chest. When the curls stubbornly refuse to spring from his forehead, Even used fingertips to brush the hair back and brushes his lips over Isak’s forehead once before relaxing back onto the pillows of the bed.
This was the fucking life.
He and Even, curled up together on a rainy Saturday morning, undisturbed by Isak’s hell roommates because they were sleeping off a party- and Linn was just sleeping? The fucking life.
No more doubts or misunderstandings between them. No more girlfriends or surprise mental illnesses. They were together now and there were not secrets in healthy fucking relationships.
Truthfully, Isak could get used to the peace of this moment. And weird enough, the thought doesn’t terrify him. For all he said to Eva about being unsure of his new relationship at Christmas- Isak really wasn’t.
This thing with Even? It was going to last. Isak had never been so sure of anything.
“Maybe I’m just relaxed.” Isak shifted slightly, pressing his cheek firmly against the space above Even’s heart, listening to the rhythmic thumps with relish, “Since when is being relaxed a crime?”
Even hummed, digging his fingers into Isak’s hair until he looks upward with an unattractive grunt. Isak narrowed his eyes until Even’s grip loosens with a smile. “I like you like this. Relaxed, curled into me, soft.”
“I’m not soft.” Isak furrowed his eyebrows, “I don’t even know what that means.”
Even grinned, sliding his hand from Isak’s hair, down his body, until Isak jerked and slapeped his hand away, “Maybe not soft after all.”
Isak sniffed, “Well now I’m definitely not.”
Even laughed and Isak could feel the rumble in his chest. He picked his head up, “First time you saw me- it was the first day of school right?”
“Why did you notice me?”
Even traced Isak’s nose with his pointer finger, tapping it when Isak scrunched up. “Certainly wasn’t your looks.”
Even grinned, “That was a lie. You were sitting with Jonas and the boys in your snapback- you know, the red one? And a hoodie. And I don’t know what they were talking about, but you just sat there with a far off look in your eye. Fucking untouchable look. And I just-”
He shrugged, blue eyes narrowed with a focus on Isak that he hadn’t seen in a long while. “I wanted to know you. The boy with the pretty curly hair and perfect lips.” Even touched his top lip, raising his eyebrow when Isak bit at the tip.
Isak considered this, “That is cheesy as fuck.”
Even snorted and cuffed his on the side of the head, “You asked, asshole.”
Isak tucked back in closer to Even’s body, feeling rather than seeing when Even’s arm came around his back to lock him onto Even’s chest. Isak considered the day he first noticed Even in the cafeteria. The carefree way he was leaned back in his seat, feet up, looking every bit the escaped superstar from Old Hollywood.
“You looked like a blonde Elvis.” Isak muttered, “Or like- that kid from grease? The one who was in love with the blonde chick?”
Even shuddered, “The kid? the chick? Isak, I don’t know how to deal with you when you disrespect the classics like this. Danny and Sandy from Grease.”
“You’re running the moment.”
Isak rolled his eyes, “You suck.”
Even waggled his eyebrows and Isak has to physically put a hand over his mouth to stop the innuendo. When Even’s eyes lost the mischievous glint, Isak removed the hand from Even’s mouth and replaces it with his own mouth. Just for a soft moment, just enough to allow Even to feel his contentment, his happiness.
Maybe in the future, when Even really needs it, he can look back at this moment and pull strength from it.
“Can I tell you something?” Even’s voice is soft and low, “Something I’ve wanted to tell you for awhile now.”
Isak nods, brushing a kiss at the top Even’s collarbone.
“I love you.”
Isak looked up sharply. Even’s gaze is fixed on him and there is no fear there either. No indecision or hesitation, just a calm admission of feelings that Isak could read so plainly in his eyes for weeks.
Just how he’s sure Even could read Isak. “Yeah?”
“Definiely. I’ve known for awhile now. Since uh- since that night at the school. When you showed up. Or like- I knew before that, but that night was when it really hit me how much.”
Fuck him- he always knew the words to make Isak emotional. To make his insides toss and turn and roil every which way with butterflies. He always knew the words to make Isak love him even more with each minute.
But as much as Even knew the right, beautiful, words, Isak did not. But somehow, he thinks that Even is okay with that.
“That’s good. Because I love you too.”
Even grinned brighter than the fucking sun. Isak would do anything for that smile and yes, he could absolutely get used to the feelings that rush up every time they laid here, together, like they were the world and nothing outside of them existed.
1.23.17 // Happy first day of classes! I had a very important errand this morning, so I couldn’t make it to my two morning classes but I have a couple of hours before my afternoon classes, so here I am in a coffee shop! Updating my bullet journal, syllabus reading, coffee drinking, and enjoying this peacefully rainy morning before all hell breaks lose tonight with homework. Wish me luck!
Raini note: Marina asked me to post her challenge fic- and this is that story. We’re family so of course I said yes. As you are about to see she is still an epic writer. I’m just the messenger- Any compliments you write are for her. When she sent me the doc last night I nearly cried at its beauty. Myself @fan-fiction-galore and Sam @sammiielli were over the moon with joy when we learned that Marina would be joining us for the challenge. So, thank you Marina, for being our friend and on our team. And for all your hard work.
For Raini and Sam’s Dog Days of Summer Challenge!
First of all, I want to thank Raini and Sam for letting me participate in this fic challenge! It was most definitely a challenge and I loved every second of writing this one. I truly hope you all enjoy!
I chose to include the fellas of TM-61 (Nick Miller and Shane Thorne) for my fic.
Word Count: 4,697
Summary: You and your friend, Nick Miller, have a little problem with being competitive…sometimes a little too much. Can you break the cycle this time around?
Quote: “So stay and stop…Stop fucking around.” Location: #14: Your childhood home Situation: Fighting over who gets to be grill master
Request: Requested by anonymous: I noticed you would do fics for Thayne (v rare) and I was wondering if
you could do one where it’s snowing outside the theater and reader has never
seen snow and drags the cast outside while giggling in awe and Thayne has a
“Oh no she’s cute” moment?
A/N: I’ve seen snow like three times in my life because my
city is a rainy hell but the rain is good. It’s nice. I just prefer snow.
PS I’M SO SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING LATELY IDK WHAT HAPPENED
I JUST COULDN’T FINISH THIS FIC I’M SO SORRY
You stared out the window in awe, at the streets of New York
that were coated in white. It looked so peaceful, and beautiful. Who Lives Who
Dies was coming to a close as cast members began flooding in the room, walking
to their dressing rooms.
Snow delicately fell from the sky, landing softly on the
ground. It was so mesmerizing to watch, you didn’t notice your long time friend
Thayne walk up behind you.
“Having fun?” He laughed, moving to stand next to you by the
“It’s so…” You trailed off, watching the snow continue to
“Y/N, it’s just snow.” Thayne pulled you away from the
window to let a few people pass by.
“Let’s go outside!” You announced to the cast members that
were lounging backstage between shows.
“Why?” Anthony questioned from him spot next to Jasmine.
“I’ve never seen snow before!” You explained, excitement
lacing your words.
“I’m up for it.” Thayne shrugged.
“Yeah, sounds good.” Daveed agreed.
“We can go on the roof! The snow’s clean and there’s no
crowds!” Jasmine jumped up, already walking to the stairs leading to the roof.
You gathered on the roof, gasping when you saw the few
inches of snow covering the roof.
An idea sprung into your mind as the few cast members that
agreed to come with chatted idly.
Kneeling down to the cold snow, you started rolling a ball
of snow in your gloved hand. Eyeing the people who stood around you, a target
made itself apparent.
As you aimed and threw the snowball, you felt a sharp cold
pain smack against your back.
“Hey!” You shrieked, spinning around to see Thayne smirking
at you. The sudden distraction made you miss your target, causing the snowball
to fall lamely onto the ground.
A fight had begun as the rest of the cast started balling
snow and tossing it around as well.
Y/N ran off, kneeling down to grab more snow from the roof.
She chucked it at Anthony, laughing as he yelled in surprise.
As she sprinted around the roof, giggling at the snow that
fell around them, Thayne stood in awe. Heat crept onto his face
Thoughts clouded his mind, watching the young girl laugh in
awe of the snow.
“Thayne, you alright?” Jonathan nudged his friend, bringing
him out of his daze.
“Yeah… Fine…” Thayne muttered, bringing his gaze away from