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anothermistakeoflife  asked:

Hey! Can you please post some fics where one of them has a missing limb? Thank you!! I love your blog!! <3

sure!

I’m slowly drifting to you by ElisAttack (1/1 | 3,064 | PG13)

Derek is living and working two thousand miles away from everything he’s ever loved, when he meets Stiles, a former killer whale trainer.

Or the one where Stiles and Derek are just two lost souls trying to find themselves again.

When You’re Ready by Julibean19 (1/1 | 3,008 | R)

He wasn’t going to do it again. He wasn’t going to let another date look at him in horror. Derek refused to be seen as a freak. He was just going to find a new job, move out of his parent’s house, and die alone.

“Just one more date Derek, please!” Laura begged, following him down the stairs and waving her phone at his back.

“I said no! You don’t know what it’s like,” Derek muttered, suddenly defeated.

“I know babe,” Laura told him, coming up to wrap an arm around her little brother, standing up on her tippy toes until she could lay her head on his shoulder. “But look at this guy. He’s gorgeous.”

Derek couldn’t resist a quick glance at the dating app. Damnit. Laura was right, as always. The guy was gorgeous. A mole dotted face with an adorably upturned nose smirked at him from behind a pair of square framed glasses, and he could feel his resolve crumbling.

Interdimensional Invisible Strings by captaintinymite (augopher) (6/6 | 13,731 | R)

Everyone had a soulmate, tied to them by an invisible string of fate. When they met the one to whom they’d been tied, the red mark would appear around their left pinkie, and just about everyone had their mark before they turned thirty.

Derek was almost thirty-five when he woke up with a driving need to find someone named Stiles. He just had no idea his soulmate would take searching multiple parallel universes to find.

The Difference Between Flying and Falling by hannah_baker (1/1 | 3,940 | NC17)

Six months after a nematon storm causes Stiles to crash his Jeep, he’s finally adjusted to being an amputee. Derek, however, is still treating Stiles like he’s fresh out of the hospital.

Or, the one where Stiles only has one leg (well, one and like, three-fifths), and Derek only wants to make love now. Much to Stiles’ chagrin.

Meet Me in the Hallway

the album drabbles.

-none of the writings are connected, all are completely different stories. inspired by this post

“One night.” he had said. “Just one more night with you. Please.” As he rolls to lift himself upright on the bed beside her, he’s never regretted a combination of words in his life; not counting the few that got him to this point. A break, time away, for you. He takes it back. He’ll take her back.

His hands swipe across the carpeted floor in search for his Calvin’s and jeans, then finds himself moving as slow as possible. Waiting.

The hotel room is dark, the only poor source of light emitting from the moon and dim streetlights that were perched past the parking lot. He wasn’t surprised to see that her skin still had an angelic glow, that her body looked just as alluring in such a déclassé setting, but it did nothing wrench his heart further.

He hears her shuffle in the sheets as he pulls the constricting black denim over his thighs, lips tucked into his mouth as he reaches for his shirt and shoes.

“You’re leaving?”

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one more time (m)

genre: fuckboy au + smut

words: 5.5k

member: jimin 

you can’t resist jimin, even if he is a fuckboy.

Originally posted by 9taefox


You woke up to the sound of your ringtone blaring into your ear. You huffed, screwing your eyes shut and hoping it would stop; it didn’t. Reaching out, you grabbed your phone and squinted at the bright screen, your eyes needing time to adjust.

Jimin.

You sighed through your nostrils, closing your eyes and ignoring the impending headache that you could already feel starting in your temples. You debated not answering, and the call ended. You nearly let a smile form on your lips, but your phone began to vibrate in your hand again, Jimin’s name popping up once again as the sound of your ringtone kept you from sleeping.

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Wand Play

Request: “request for either a newt scamander or sirius black smut!”

Pairing: Newt Scamander x Reader

Word Count: 1683

Warnings: SMUT

A/n: I haven’t written for my bby Newt in so long, so I decided to go with him! But I’d be glad to write something for Sirius too, just request if you want it xx


“And where did you get that wand, Mr Scamander?” you mocked, the wizard cocking a brow at your remark.

“Well, I bought it at Ollivander’s of course.” The man shifted, pushing his chest out a little bit as if to assert his dominance over your smaller figure. The Goldstein sisters had invited you to dinner at their place, along with their British friend Newt Scamander. The man interested you, and you seemed to interest him too, so you had been flirting back and forth in a very flippant manner.

“Oh (Y/n), stop teasing poor Newt about his plain ol’ wand.” Queenie giggled.

“Plain?” Newt lifted his head, sending a frown in the direction of the now hushed blonde. You’d all had a little bit to drink, resulting in none of you quite being able to hold back your honest opinions.

“It is rather boring.” You smirked friskily. “Although, it is in great contrast to its wielder.”

Newt brought his wine-filled cup up to his lips, trying to conceal the giddy grin that spread across his face.

“I only wish that you could find my wand as interesting as you do me.” Newt grumbled, his cheeks rosy from the alcohol that ran through his veins like a hot adrenaline.

“Maybe one day I will.” You retorted, running your finger around the rim of your glass. Newt bit his lip as an image popped up into his head. One of him pleasuring you.

“Maybe one day you will.” He echoed, taking another gulp from his drink.

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Headcanon:

Jason didn’t grow up with siblings or a lot of close friend/familial interaction so he hasn’t developed an immunity to people taking advantage of his softer side.

He’s absolutely a sucker for “puppy eyes” and no matter how hard he tries they’ll get him every time.

Dick wants to take Jay’s bike for a spin? Puppy Eyes.
Steph wants a night off patrol? Puppy Eyes.
Roy wants to buy more gadgets? Puppy Eyes.
Tim wants the family pack of marshmallows -for himself-? Puppy Eyes.
Damian needs help smuggling a new pet? Puppy Eyes.
Cass wants “just one more book please?” You know it… Puppy Eyes.

Jays a big suck.

The Labyrinth Chapter 32

Originally posted by bts-we-are-bulletproof

Genre: Gang AU/ High School AU

Pairing: Reader/Jimin ft. all the members

Length: 5.8k

Summary: Looking back on your past, your life has never been anything out of the ordinary. Although your parents had left you on one mysterious night, leaving you little to no explanations, you live out the rest of your years residing in a new town under the custody of your aunt. That is, until you return to your hometown to investigate the whereabouts of your parents during your senior year in high school. It was that fateful decision that led you to find a boy collapsed on your front porch one night, wounds gaping and life fading when your entire life is spun out of control. Somehow being dragged into a life of crimes in the underground business of his, you discover the twisted secrets hidden behind the world you thought you had known all along. 

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anonymous asked:

English being his second language also explains why he got confused at 'hypothesis' bc its a Big Word and my auditory processing issues makes it hard for me to figure out words like hypothesis out loud and i've known the word since i was seven in my first science fair. Besides, hypothesis is taken from Latin/Greek so while it has a place in English, its not a native english word so Lance isnt even wrong when he asks Pidge to 'speak english'

Well I mean like, assuming you headcanon Lance as a Spanish speaker, Spanish is derived from Latin, so Lance prooooobably wouldn’t have a hard time understanding that word. Hypothesis and hipótesis are also pronounced pretty similarly. That specific example is more just… bad, lazy writing lmao.

HOWEVER, I do believe Lance would have some audio processing issues, especially if you couple it with the ‘Lance has ADHD’ headcanon (which I obviously consider canon since I never shut up about it lmao). Like. Hoo boy. Lance constantly needs people to repeat something, esp if he’s off his meds, because his brain is having a difficult time today making that jump between ‘listening’ and ‘translating’ and ‘processing.’ 

And he knows, he knows, that people are silently judging him and wondering what’s wrong with this kid, why can’t he just listen right the first time? He knows, alright, and he’s apologizing before he’s even called on. 

“I’m sorry,” he says, shoulders hunched against the looks he knows he’s receiving, against the carefully neutral face of his instructor. “But could you please repeat that? Just one more time, please.”

“Sorry,” he says, miserable, as he apologizes for something he knows he can’t control yet feels like he should.

  • person: *says something*
  • me, disassociating: sorry can you say that one more time
  • person: *says it again*
  • me, disassociating: im so sorry just one more time
  • me internally: please just focus okay just until they say what they need to say
  • me, focused: okay go ahead
  • person: *says it again*
  • me, disassociating: im sorry you missed The Window™ please say it just one m-

anonymous asked:

Hi!! Any "we've been talking online but don't know each other" sterek fics? Or "I'm in love with this online dude but it's actually my friend the whole time/or he's been in front of me the whole time" sterek fics? Or anything close to this sort of trope?

Got a bit of both for you!  -Emmy

Originally posted by nitratediva

When You’re Ready by Julibean19 

(3,008 I Mature I Complete)  *veteran!derek, disabled!derek, librarian!stiles, online dating

He wasn’t going to do it again.  He wasn’t going to let another date look at him in horror.  Derek refused to be seen as a freak.  He was just going to find a new job, move out of his parent’s house, and die alone.  

“Just one more date Derek, please!” Laura begged, following him down the stairs and waving her phone at his back.  

“I said no!  You don’t know what it’s like,” Derek muttered, suddenly defeated.

“I know babe,” Laura told him, coming up to wrap an arm around her little brother, standing up on her tippy toes until she could lay her head on his shoulder.  “But look at this guy.  He’s gorgeous.”

Derek couldn’t resist a quick glance at the dating app.  Damnit.  Laura was right, as always.  The guy was gorgeous.  A mole dotted face with an adorably upturned nose smirked at him from behind a pair of square framed glasses, and he could feel his resolve crumbling.

(500) Days of Sitting in Front of the Computer by orphan_account

(4,115 I Teen I Complete)  *gamer!stiles, gamer!derek

The boy, Stiles Stilinski, had always been into MMORPGs. The other boy, Ithuriel, had always been into MMORPGs as well, albeit secretly. The Alpha, Derek Hale, was possibly the object of Stiles’s affections. One day, Stiles met Ithuriel.

But be warned, this is not a tragedy in which Derek Hale saves Stiles’s virtue from Ithuriel. That would be ridiculous.

This is a love story.

Catfish by ericaismeg 

(9,165 I General I Complete)  *online dating, alive!hale family

“You make it difficult for a guy to get a date in this town, Danny,” Stiles says.

Danny snorts. “You do not have to follow the Guy Code for people I’ve only gone on one shitty date with, you know.”


OR: the one where Stiles gets Erica to sign him up on OK Cupid and tries some online dating. Also, maybe circumstances lead him to hanging out with his crush more than he expected?

Do You Wanna Date my Avatar?  by Renmackree 

(18,399 I Teen I Complete)   *gamers, online dating, online relationship

Scott frowned, grabbing the game case and reading it out loud.

“Become the Hero you’ve always wanted to be. Battle monsters, witches, dragons, and all the mythical beasts of the World of Fantasy. Play as a Human, Elf, Dwarf and other special races included in the basic game. Stiles this so stupid. Who the hell would want to play as a Werewolf?” Scott threw the game back on the bed and leaned back in the chair.

Baader-Meinhof Phenomenon by secondstar 

(21,317 I Explicit I Complete)   *online friendship, highschool au

Being a teenager sucks. Being a werewolf teenager sucks even more. With a life full of holding back who he really is, not having any privacy whatsoever, and the seemingly sudden appearance of one Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale’s life just got a whole lot harder.

I Should Meet You Because I Love You by derekstilinski 

(22,573 I Mature I Complete)

Derek and Stiles meet online, and then in real life.

For Science by grimm, Tsuminoaru 

(35,959 I Explicit I Complete)  *college au, craigslist, werewolves known, minor Deucalion/Stiles

From his textbooks, Stiles had gotten the impression that vampires had a weird, stretched out look to them — slightly too-long limbs and pale skin. This guy, though, he looked human, broad-shouldered and clearly muscular even under a loose sweatshirt. He wasn’t pale at all, his skin lightly tanned, hair dark, eyes pale. They narrowed at Stiles and Stiles froze as the man looked him up and down, clearly judging him. He must have passed the test, though, because the man kind of shrugged and said, “Take off your clothes.”

On Building a Family from the Ground Up by itschristaleigh (lizleminem) 

(38,455 I Explicit I Complete)  *online dating, kid fic

Erica signs Derek up for an online dating site as a joke. At first, he’s just pissed about it, but then her and Boyd announce they’re getting married and suddenly he really does need a date. Meanwhile, Laura becomes a foster mom, and Derek worries about growing way too attached to kids who are eventually going to be given a new home anyway.

Or, how, five years after the fire, Derek learns to open back up and create his own family from the people who occupy his life now.

Alpha and Omega by XX0Jessie0XX 

(58,579 I Explicit I Complete)  *high school au, omega!stiles, werewolves known, online relationships

High School AU: Derek is the head Lacrosse player at Beacon Hills High School and Stiles is an Omega that no one really knows. Stiles had been talking to someone online and wished they would meet up in real life but he knows it won’t ever happen. He could only wish.

My Heart’s Been Offline by thepsychicclam 

(58,893 I Explicit I Complete)  *famous!hales, online relationships

31/M/New York. Rich, lays in bed all day, likes to read (aka Derek Hale, son of an Oscar winning actress, brother of one obnoxious reality star and one rebellious fashion designer, hates the paparazzi so much he’s a recluse)

26/M/California. Boring office job, likes to read (aka Stiles Stilinski, co-owner of a 100 acre organic farm with his dad and two best friends, writer of obits for a newspaper, has absolutely no life)

Or, where Derek and Stiles meet online, and Stiles has no clue Derek’s part of a famous family.

The Silence Between by GoforthAndConquer 

(66,492 I Explicit I Complete)

When Stiles began volunteering at the Beacon Hills Crisis Center, all he hoped for was to help out kids (like him) that needed somewhere to turn. He didn’t expect to find something that he needed in a stranger’s voice on the other end of the line.

Prior to season one. Mostly canon-compliant.

anonymous asked:

could you do a fantasy thing where harry is the one being over stimulated? ik you e done the girl version but i think it'd be hot to read about harry coming over and over again thx ;)

Harry truly feels like he is on cloud 9. He can barely move his body, not that he wants to anyway. Ever since he had got home from being on the road a bit to promote his new album he hasn’t seen his girl much at all. He had about a week of nothing going on so he surprised you when he came back. You have a great night in with Chinese food you both ordered in and a movie night. But one thing lead to another and next thing you know y/n is sucking Harry’s cock. Its been over an hour and she is still down between Harry’s legs sucking on his right now.

harrys pov

“Baby y/n, no more” I say and take y/n’s hand off of my cock

“No Harry I just want one more please” Y/n says and picks my cock back up “Wouldn’t you like that” She says and looks up at me under her eyes and leaves baby kisses on my cock

“I god y/n” I say and put on hands on the back on her head and run my fingers through her hair

She starts to work up and down my cock and the rest she can’t fit all the way she uses her hand to work on me. She just looks so effortlessly beautiful, I truly missed this woman so much. She as barley wearing anything just a thing pair of panties. Just staring at her ass right now just gives me the strongest urge to smack her ass. I hold her head down and sit up, I reach down and smack and squeeze her ass.

“Harry, what are you doing?” Y/n says and lifts her head up

“Sorry babe, your ass just looks so good sitting up like that” I say and lay right back down

Y/n goes back down and we both forget what happens. She goes down even further then before and starts to deep throat my cock.

“God baby you make me feel so good” I moan out and lift my hips up further

She lifts up and licks up of the side of my cock “you gonna cum baby” she says and starts to pump my cock

“Yes y/n yes, I’m about to cum” I say and put my hand on the back of her head again 

“yes daddy cum in my mouth” Y/n moans out and works faster and puts her mouth on the head of my cock

“YES GOD YES FUCKKK FUCK YES TAKE MY COCK” I yell out and shake when y/n sucks so hard on my cock

“You feel good baby” Y/n says and crawls up my chest after cleaning me up

“I think you emptied my balls, I won’t need to cum for the next year” I say and hold her to me 

“Well glad to make you feel good, missed you” Y/n says and kisses my cheek

“I could tell you did, but i missed you too baby” I say and passionately kiss her on the lips

“Now its my turn to show you how much I missed you” I say and slap her ass and roll over on top of her “Lets have some fun”  

And I included setting prompt No.18 (also sent by @contrivedcoincidences6!) Set between Redux and Detour. 

25. “What were you like? I mean before all of the shit we’ve gone through.” 

“You’re not going to tell me where we’re going, are you?” Scully tries to sound annoyed, angry even, and she fails spectacularly. They’re in the car, where else, and Mulder is driving. He’s grinning that grin; the one that tells her he is planning something crazy, dangerous or stupid. Maybe all of it. He showed up at her apartment an hour ago, his feet shuffling nervously, asking her if she wanted to go for a drive.

“Is it a case?”

“No. I promise it’s not a case.”

She believed him, dressed casually, and now here she is. It’s barely 10 pm and the cold November night reveals bright stars as the moon winks at them. Scully smiles up at the sky through the car window. If she’s honest, she doesn’t care where they’re going for once. She’s got all the time in the world now. Absent-mindedly, she scratches her neck. It itches sometimes, the small wound that covers the chip. She catches Mulder glancing over at her for a moment. There’s a question on his mind, does she feel tired, is she really all right, and she puts all her answers into a contented sigh. Mulder relaxes his fingers on the steering wheel and nods along to an inaudible tune.

They remain silent, comfortably sharing each other’s company without any words; none could do this justice anyway. They’re here together, neither dead, neither of them deadly ill. For once the stars seem to be aligned in their favor. Any words, both seem to fear, might cause a shift in the cosmos, remind them that this too could end soon; too soon.

“Here we are.” Mulder tells her as he navigates the car into a deserted parking lot.

“Where is here, Mulder?” She gets out of the car and follows him. It’s quiet here, wherever they are. Walking a few steps, a huge sign comes into view: The Greatest Carnival In The World! Come in and have your life changed forever! Scully turns to face Mulder, a skeptical look on her face, and he smiles sheepishly.

“I didn’t name it.”

“What are we doing here? It’s closed.”

“Only for the general public.”

“Mulder…” Scully starts warningly and he dangles a key in front of her face.

“We’re not breaking in.”

“Why do you have a key?” Her question goes unanswered as Mulder opens the heavy lock and leads her inside the gate. “It’s dark, Mulder. What are we doing here?” She repeats.

“You’re not really patient, are you Scully?” He chuckles. He disappears into the darkness for a moment and Scully stands there, nervously tugging at her scarf, until she hears a loud click and everything lights up in bright, warm colors.

“Oh.” Escapes her lips as she takes it all in. Small, carefully decorated booths stand there frozen in time, abandoned, while teddy bears grin up at her. Scully can imagine this place in daylight, in the early hours of the evening, when the lights come up and put smiles on children’s faces.

“You like it?” Mulder’s voice is right by her ear; she never even noticed him coming closer. His hand is on her arm, warm and heavy. Scully nods and the movement causes her head to graze his chest. There is no reason to stand this close, she thinks, in this vast space. Yet, she doesn’t move away.

“This is not why we’re here, though. I won’t win a teddy bear for you tonight.” Mulder’s voice is soft, but laced with something rich and deep. It makes Scully shiver and Mulder, thinking she’s cold, draws her in closer.

“Come on,” he whispers, his breath visible in the cold air, mingling with her own, “I want to show you something.” Mulder takes her hand into his and she lets him lead her. 

“Tada.” Mulder stops, but doesn’t let go of her hand. His voice sounds shaky and uncertain. Scully takes a step forward, dragging him with her as neither is ready to let go just yet.

“That’s what I wanted to show you.” The carousel, an old, used beauty, beckons her closer. Scully reaches out one hand tentatively as if a simple touch could break the carousel horses.

“Oh Mulder…” Her hand on the cold surface, Scully feels herself go back in time to when she was a little girl always wanting to go just one more time, please, just one more time. It had never been enough. Every go on the carousel made her squeal, made her want more. She gently pats the plastic horse; they at least haven’t changed in all these years.

“You know when you,” he clears his throat, “when you were in the hospital I wondered what… I thought if it came to,” Mulder takes a deep breath and Scully, without facing him, reaches out her hand and finds his easily like it belongs there, “You were sleeping a lot… a lot more than you used to. I was wondering what I could do to… I didn’t want your last memories to be of that hospital room. I didn’t want you to think of government conspiracies or how all of this was just not… I didn’t want that, Scully.” His chest is against her back now, his hand still holding hers, and she feels warm everywhere he surrounds her.

“I thought what can I do? Where can I take you? And you know what, Scully? I didn’t know.” His last words not more than a whisper against her hair.

“I didn’t know where to take you. Because I never asked you what you liked to do. I began to wonder, Scully… what were you like? I mean before all of the shit we’ve gone through? I didn’t know and I couldn’t ask you. How could I have possibly asked you? I was desperate,” he chuckles against her and puts his arms around her, loosely, just in case, but she puts her hands above his, finally letting go of the carousel horse, “so I asked your mother. I would have asked Bill, but who could know young Dana Scully better than her mother?“ 

Scully’s eyes drift close; she is warm, she feels loved and safe, and his voice richer than any chocolate, softer than any kiss, caresses her cheek, her ear, and her soul.

"She told me that wherever your family went, you always just wanted to go to the carnival. Your brothers made you shoot for prizes because you were better than them, always. Of course neither of them would ever admit that. You never needed anyone to win you a teddy bear, because you could do it yourself, Scully. But your mother said that’s not why you wanted to go there. No, Dana Scully was obsessed with the carousel. You would use all your allowance and when that was spent you’d beg Melissa to lend you money. Just so you could go another time.”

“When she told me this, Scully… I knew this is where I had to take you. I knew you had to be here more time. I wanted to see it, Scully. I needed to…”

“Mulder, I’m not-”

“Yes, I know. I would have been too late, right? With all this crap, with all my personal shit-”

“Mulder, stop, please.” He nods against her, breathes her in, and relaxes.

“I know, I know. But I thought this works, too. To celebrate. You can go as many times as you want, Scully.”

“As many times as I want?”

“Hm.” He softly kisses her cheek. She knows he wants to kiss her somewhere else, make it more, make it feel real, but tonight is not about that. A celebration, he said, and she turns around in his arms. Her smile is blurry, smeared by happy tears that he wipes away carefully, his face a mirror of her own.

“Will you come with me?”

“Someone has to operate this thing.”

“Oh come on, Mulder. Don’t tell me you’ve never chased a carousel horse,” a challenge gleams in her eyes and he nods, gives her a short peck on the lips that Scully is almost sure she imagines, before he lets go of her to turn on the carousel.

“Get ready, Miss Scully. We’re about to start the race.” Scully giggles and mounts one of the plastic horses. She giggles even harder just thinking of Mulder with his long legs and lanky stature attempting to get on one, too. It starts turning, slowly, with a soft squeak before music starts to fill the air, and then there’s Mulder as the carousel picks up speed. He’s laughing, or she is, and he is by her side and they’re both flying.

disneyland adventures

requested: Hello there! Since Shawn will be having a concert in Paris can u do one where y/n is at the Paris show and after that they went to Disneyland and just super fluffy and went into a romantic dinner or lunch. I love your account 😊 and I’m sending you my love since there’s a lot of chaos happening in this world (sending all my love to all the people as well GROUP HUG) ❤️

requested: Can u please do prompt 38? Coming from a big Disney fan haha😂😂 Love ur writing❤😙

so sorry this is super super short!! i hope y'all enjoy

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you were currently joining your boyfriend shawn on the european leg of his tour. today he was in paris and had a day off before the show tomorrow and he insisted that you two go to disneyland paris for the day.

at first you declined, you knew he was exhausted from playing all those shows and doing press and he really needed to take this day off to sleep. he insisted on taking you, he claimed you never got time alone and he wanted to take advantage of it.

you weren’t sure why shawn wanted to take you to disneyland in the first place, he’s told you multiple times that he wasn’t a big fan of disney movies. but here the two of you were, hand in hand, walking down main street of disneyland paris.

you both were tired considering you walked around disney almost all day, the sun was setting but you dragged shawn to the castle one more time. you wanted to see it one more time because you knew you would probably never see it again.

“y/n,” he whined. “you’ve seen it all day! i’m hungry.”

you snapped a few pictures of the castle and uploaded them to your social medias. you and shawn had been pretty active on social media all day, you basically documented the entire day.

“okay, okay, i’m finished now.” you said, intertwining yours and shawn’s hands and quickly kissing his cheek. “where are we going to eat?”

“some castle thing i made reservations for, it’s back on the other side of the park.” he said, “it’s the theme of some movie but i don’t know which one.”

before you could answer, two girls approached you and shawn asking for a quick picture. he happily took the picture with them, answering the few questions they asked.

once shawn was finished taking the picture he and the fans went their separate ways and he returned to you. connecting your hands once again.

“are you taking me to be our guest?” you gasped, knowing exactly which restaurant shawn was talking about. earlier you passed by it, mentioning that one day you’d like to eat there.

“i think so? i don’t know, there was a talking tea pot.” he said, “and the princess who wears yellow. i don’t remember her name. emma watson wore it too.”

“belle, shawn, belle! from the one and only beauty and the beast! do you not remember watching it like three weeks ago?” you laughed. “seriously! i can not believe you don’t like disney movies!”

the rest of the walk to the restaurant, you and shawn argued about how he didn’t like disney movies even though you thought he should.

“i mean, you look like a disney prince already so why not?” you said, pointing out one of the disney princes on the wall of a store.

“y/n that does not look like me, he has black hair.”

“oh you get the point!”

he chuckled, leading you into the restaurant where they quickly lead you to a table at the back, almost separated from everyone else.

“so if i’m the disney prince that makes you my princess, right?” shawn asked, still not dropping the disney movie topic.

you rolled your eyes as the waiter approached your table ready to take drink orders, both of you decided to order water since it was quick and free.

“this place is cute,” shawn commented, taking a bite of bread that was on the table.

“oh please,” you scoffed. “you probably don’t know what this place even is.”

“it’s a fancy restaurant y/n, duh.”

“no” you rolled your eyes, “this is the beast’s castle dining room. you know, where be our guest is sung.”

“what’s that?”

“oh my god.” you sighed, taking a sip of water and ending the conversation right there.

after you ate dinner, you decided to walk around for a little longer, not wanting to leave just yet despite how tired you both were.

“shawn, just one more time! please please please?” you begged, trying to pull him in the direction of your favourite ride. the little mermaid ride.

“y/n, i have had enough of under the sea if i have to hear that song one more time i think i’m going to lose it.” he sighed, walking the opposite direction.

to people walking past, this was an odd sight. a 5'5 girl wearing minnie mouse ears trying to pull her 6'2 boyfriend into a disneyland ride while he’s walking the opposite direction. you received a few stares from people, but in this moment you didn’t mind. all you wanted was to go on the ride just one more time, and you would stop at nothing.

“come on shawn, who knows when we’re going to be here again!”

“y/n, you forced me on that ride 5 times today just for the song! i think that’s enough.” he exclaimed. “but we can go on the star wars one again.”

the star wars ride was right across from the little mermaid one and you absolutely hated it. shawn dragged you on it earlier, and at first you had an open mind about it but after a few minutes you hated it with all your heart. you never liked star wars in the first place but you went on to make him happy.

“no we are not going on that again.”

“well we aren’t going on the stupid mermaid one again either.”

you sighed, the two of you had moved to the sidewalk right in front of the entrance to the ride so you weren’t right in the middle of the street anymore.

“shawn,” you tried just one more time, a new idea popping into your head.

“no, i’m not giving in.” he crossed his arms, keeping his gaze fixed on the star wars ride ahead.

“oh yeah?”

“try me.”

“i’ll do whatever you want,” you smirked. “at the hotel. if you know what i’m saying.”

he turned to face you, narrowing his eyes.

“you’re lying.”

“try me,” you mimicked him from earlier. “i’m dead serious.”

he scanned your face, looking for any possible signs of lying. after making sure you were really serious, he grabbed your hand pulling you into the entrance.

“well in that case, what are we waiting for?”

Hopes for season 3:

- Wally!!!!!!
- Nightwing coming back to the team
- Kaldur finding love please, he’s so lonely
- Bluepulse becoming canon
- Mal and Karen either moving in together or getting engaged
- Finding out who Raquel married/will marry
- Jason Todd as the Red Hood
- PLEASE LET US SEE TIM’S BEAUTIFUL BLUE EYES
- PLEASE LET US SEE DICK OUT OF HIS NIGHTWING COSTUME
- Supermartian getting back together
- Wally and Artemis being together and happy again
- Beast Boy and Conner having a brotherly moment
- Dick and Barbara openly flirting or getting together
-Barbara as Oracle because Mal isn’t ops manager anymore so it would be the perfect opportunity to have Babs as Oracle and Steph or Cass as Batgirl
- Roy being a good dad to Lian
- Ollie and Dinah getting married
- Darkseid creating chaos
-G Gordon Godfrey getting punched in the face
- Either Raven, Starfire, or Cyborg. At least one, please
- Dick making up just one more not-word, please I need it
- Someone watching Hello Megan! again just once
- M'gann baking again
- Roy and Jason becoming besties
- Red Hood and the Outlaws
- I want to cry at least twice during the season

Taako likes taking dessert days. Spending all day making some ridiculous sundaes and cakes and pies and cookies, hoarding them all in his room cause he cant just GIVE them to other people. but eventually angus squirrels his way into dessert days, with wide doe eyes begging for just ONE more cookie please Mr. Taako sir? And then when Kravitz comes into his life he gets dragged in too because Kravitz loves Taako a lot and has a real soft spot for funnel cakes. not long after that, magnus and merle show up on dessert day with cans of whip cream and absolute DISBELIEF that they werent invited because we’re the fuckin THB Taako you gotta let us have some! and soon taako has the entire bureau stuffed into his little apartment and Lucretia gets to eat all the macarons she wants 

dating trevor stines | (would include)

Originally posted by riverdalesource

a/n: okay so i literally spent 25 minutes combing through tumblr for trevor gifs and this seems to be the only one that comes up when i search his god damn name. sorry bout it.

request

- trev being over protective -all the time-

- constantly being pranked

- cuddles

- a lot of pda

- movies & netflix nights

- meeting the riverdale cast with trev

- attending the wrap party

- drunken karaoke

- stealing his leather jacket -because he practically lives in it-

- playing with his soft hair

- stealing all his hoodies

- watching sports with him

- and asking -every second- what the hell is happening

- using every opportunity he got to show you off

- “everyone this is my beautiful girlfriend (y/n)”

- beach days

- forehead kisses

- trevor being your instagram boyfriend

- “just take one more please!”

- helping him self tape

- goodluck kisses before auditions

- cooking for you 24/7

- lots of play fighting

- spending alot of time together just lounging around at home

- dancing around the living room in your underwear together

- losing him for an hour or two to video games

- set visits

- tickle fights -he always seemed to win-

- public flirting

- ass grabbing

- hot & steamy makeouts in his car

- goofing off 24/7

- he’s always trying to impress you

- trying to beg riverdale spoilers out of him

- hating it when he flew out to vancouver for work

- he was a -secret- hopeless romantic

- cute candle light dinners made by the one and only

- wine nights

- bringing you along to events and parties

- always having the best time when he’s around

Early Class

Summary:  The RFA+S wake up before MC. After Day 11.

Pairing:  Yoosung x MC/Reader

Genre:  Fluff/Slice of Life

Rating:  PG…? T?  I don’t know where the line is…!

Word Count:  Approx. 1000


Yoosung groaned, coming back to the world slowly.  His alarm was set for so early. WHY.

He sat up on the edge of his bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Still the alarm kept going.  Groggily, picking up his phone and seeing the time, he remembered; today was his early class.  He had to get to school.

Finally turning off the alarm, Yoosung wondered why he was so tired.  Ever since that one party, he was been serious about his studies.  He always made sure to go to bed early when he had this particular class, so why didn’t he, last night?

He found his glasses on the nightstand, and as he put them on, stood up. Why was he so sore, too?  And cold?

Abruptly, he looked down at his body.

Naked.

No pjs.

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