let's imagine

Imagine: Being at the after show with Jared

You’re his daughter and you’re with him at the after party for the concert he just did. You get mad at him and convince him that you’re old enough to go out on your own and for him to stop being so protective. You go off to the bar to get a drink and dance with your friends. Soon someone starts to push up on you and bother you while you dance. You regret telling your dad you were fine and wish he was here, then you look over and see him witnessing everything. You work your way through the crowd as he works his way towards the people who were bothering you ready to take care of them, giving you a reassuring look as you pass by each other.

“Daddy I’m sorry I got mad at you over this.”

“Baby you never have to apologize to me.”

Stiles Stilinski Imagine- Let Me Talk

Anon- Could you do a Stiles imagine where he keeps trying to tell the reader that he loves her but he keeps getting interrupted by school bells, friends or any distraction you can think of and he eventually he gets so frustrated that he just yells it in front of all your shared friends aka the pack? I feel like this would be really cute and pretty damn funny😂

Authors Note- I was in the middle of a shit ton of homework when I saw this, but I loved it too much to wait, so I hope you enjoy x


Scott and Stiles stood waiting at their lockers, as they did every morning for you all. “Everytime I see her, my heart does the thing” he exclaimed. “I know” Scott nod his head. “It’s like I can feel my pulse quicken” he continued. “I hear” Scott claimed. “I think I love her-” Stiles cooed, but before Scott could reply you turned the corner. “You love who Stilinski?” you asked with a smile. “Oh erm ermm- the lunch lady” he lied terribly. “You think you love the lunch lady?” you asked with raised eyebrows. “Oh erm yeah” he said, his voice breaking half way through. Scott kept pretending to turn around, to stop himself from laughing. “Y/n thank god! Kira’s having a little girl trouble in the bathroom, I need your help ASAP!” she said in relief. “So I’ll see you later I guess” you said awkwardly, before following Lydia down the hall. “Yeah, we have first period together, remember?” he called after you. Scott finally burst out laughing, after watching his best friend’s pathetic excuse of flirting. “You knew she was coming, you complete dick” he said, punching Scott playfully in the arm. “Come on lover boy” Scott laughed, putting his arm around his neck and pulling him down the hallway along with him.

You walked into your English class and sat at your usual desk and Stiles soon followed, taking his next to you. You reached into your bag and began to sift through all of your notebooks to find a pen. “Y/n, Y/n!” he whispered, while the teacher was still setting up the lesson. You sat up and turned to face him. “About what I said earlier-” he began. An automatic smirk crept across your lips, at the thought of Stiles fancying the 60 year old, married lunch lady. “So you don’t love the lunch lady?” you asked, as you tilted your head. “No, in fact I was talking about someone else” he began to explain, his voice getting quieter. “Can everyone turn to chapter five please” your teacher finally spoke. You did as instructed, but you still felt Stiles’ eyes on you. “We’ll talk about it later, it’s okay if you fancy older women” you brushed it off. You promised to improve your grades and attendance this year and that also included reducing your detentions and improving your behaviour in class. “I don’t fancy the lunch lady” he accidently raised his voice, causing the class to laugh. “Thank you for that Stiles, but not relevant” your teacher commented. You bit back a laugh as he slowly sank into his seat, looking like a puppy that had just been told off.

After first period Stiles planned on telling you his true feelings, just to get it over and done with, he didn’t have the time for romance. He waited for you to gather your things as he stood and waited for you. You noticed how his foot tapped at an alarming rate. “What’s the hurry?” you asked with a smile. “Come on” he said. grabbing your arm gently and pulling you out of the classroom. You gave him a weird look as he finally let go of you as you reached the bottom of the stairwell. “You’re being really odd today, are you feeling alright?” you asked, half amused half concerned. “I’m fine, there’s just something I need to tell you” he exclaimed, speaking at 40mph. “Shoot” you said casually, not thinking anything of it. He took a deep breath but before he could say a word the school bell rang loudly. Students began to pour into the hallway. Someone bumped into you, drawing your attention away from Stiles and then more people began to bump into the pair of you as you were blocking the way to the stairs. Before you knew it, you had drifted away from one another in the masses of eager freshman and large groups of students from other grades. “Tell me later!” you shouted into the air, no longer knowing where he was. “It’s kind of important” he shouted back, but you couldn’t hear him, you had already travelled half way down the hall somehow. Stiles felt someone grip onto his shirt and pull him out of the crowd. “Don’t say anything” Stiles huffed. “That was pathetic” Scott told, having watched the whole situation. “Maybe you should wait to tell her, maybe not at school?” Scott suggested. “It’s now or never, otherwise I’ll overthink and might never tell her” Stiles explained. “She likes you Stiles. Her feelings aren’t going to change overnight, why don’t you wait and make it special?” Scott asked rationally. “You’re right, I guess I can wait a day” he agreed. Scott smiled and patted his best friend on the shoulder as they walked to lesson together.

“I cant wait any longer” Stiles whispered. It was break and you all decided to go to the library because it was cold and the only place with any good heating, considering not all of you had wolf heat. “It’s literally been an hour since we agreed on you doing it tomorrow” Scott said, putting his head in his hands. “I know, but look at her” he said in admiration, staring over at the table you were on. Lydia was helping you with your homework and you’d never looked more beautiful, you sat with a furrowed brow staring down at your paper with your hair tucked behind your ear. You glanced up and felt your heart flutter as you caught eye contact with Stiles, his brown eyes looked wet and he had such an adoring look on his face that made you melt. With all you were feeling all you managed was a simple wave, which he returned. God you fucking idiot. Tell him how you feel. “I’m doing it now” He stood up from his chair and began to walk over to you slowly, shaking his sweaty hands and not looking away from you as you scribbled onto your paper. He was about half way across the library when suddenly he felt something hard hit him as he fell to the ground. Books and sheets of paper flew everywhere and there was an eruption of quiet giggles and hushes. Stiles pealed the paper that was covering his eyes to see Liam lying on top of him with an awkward expression on his face. “Get. Off. Of. Me” Stiles said so calmly. Liam lifted himself up and offered his hand out to help Stiles up, “I’m sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going and I didn’t see you walking towards me and-” he barely finished his rambling before Stiles became distracted and rushed off. “ Where’s Y/N?” he asked, half out of breath. “Oh she had to rush off, she told me to ask if you were okay though” Lydia said, packing her own books away. “Great” he said with an eye roll. “Honestly you’re making this little crush of yours so obvious, why are you so desperate to talk to her?” she asked with a smirk. “I’m telling her that I - Wait, you know I like her?” he asked, completely shocked. “Yes Stiles, I’m surprised she hasn’t figured it out herself” she shook her head with a smile. “Whatever it is you need to talk to her about you have two hours because she’s going home early after lunch” she added, before walking away to her next optional AP class. “Two hours, you can do this” he breathed.

He wasn’t in your next lesson and time couldn’t have gone slower. Malia watched, shaking her head as he sat there looking at the clock with a stupid expression on his face. The sound of him clicking his pen to the noise of the clock ticking echoed in her head for the whole period. As soon as the bell for lunch went up he practically ran to the school cafeteria. He was the first on your usual table, Malia followed swiftly behind, confused as to why he didn’t walk down with her. Kira and Scott then followed and took their seats. Liam and Mason sat on the edge of the table, he was still embarrassed by the whole falling on him thing. Finally you walked over with Lydia. You took your seat in the other end of the table, opposite Stiles. You ate your lunch while you all talked as usual, beside Stiles who stared down at the table. Hayden had also joined you all at this point. “Are you okay?” you asked, breaking away from the conversation. “I need to tell you something” he tried to say quietly. “Oh yeah, sure” you smiled. “I lo-” he began for what seemed like the 100th time that day. “Y/L/N, did you forget about your detention today for skipping class you little delinquent?” Coach asked, blowing his whistle. You took a sip of your coffee and turned to look at him, “I have no idea what you’re talking about” you said innocently. “Now!” he called, but before you could reply someone interrupted. “Coach…Shut up” Stiles said sarcastically. “I have been trying to say this all day and I have been interrupted for the last time!” he said standing up. “I love you Y/n, there I said it. I am completely and utterly in love with you” he said a little too loudly, only focusing on you. Half of the students in the cafeteria where staring at you, including all of your friends; who were sitting there with huge grins, smiles and smirks on their faces. You almost spat your coffee all over him. You had a shocked expression on your face for a second, before a bright smile formed. For some strange reason you weren’t embarrassed, only wrapped up in the though of the boy you had liked forever liking you back. “I love you too” you blushed, never thinking this would be the first time you’d say that to him. “Right that’s enough, come on” Coach said with a disgusted look on his face. You were practically pulled out of the room but your eyes remained fixated on Stiles’.

Later on someone knocked on your front door and you knew exactly who it was. “Did you really mean it?” he asked without hesitation, walking in. “Of course I did” you smiled shyly. “So what now?” he asked with a grin on his face. “People who love each other, should be together” you implied. “I guess you’re right” he agreed. After the hectic day he’d had, you thought you may as well give him a hectic end. You wrapped your arms around his neck and felt his around your waist as he leant down and pressed his lips to yours in a long awaited kiss. The passion was something you’d never change about the two of you and it was something you’d never lose. You loved him and he adored you. As much as he had hated that day, he wouldn’t change it for the world.

Sorry its kind of rushed but I waned to get something out before I do my school work. I love you guys but requests are closed so I wont be doing any that are sent to me for a while x

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Let the games begin - Ch. 3

Today were taking it back to the Enterprise to see how Jim and Bones are coping. You get three guesses and the first two don’t count :)

2,364 word(s) of angsty, sad goodness.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2

I think I have decided on around 7 chapters. SO, if you wanted to be tagged for the rest, yay! just shoot me a message. If you don’t want to be tagged, then shoot me a message and I will try to keep my tears to a minimum, and go to my room until further notice. Be gentle. I am a delicate flower.

Special thanks to: @outside-the-government for encouraging me to write again, and for being my beta and idea bouncer. Also @imoutofmyvulcanmind for being an idea bouncer, yay!

Tags: @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse @feelmyroarrrr @fandomheadrush @yourtropegirl @bkwrm523 @trekkimagines201 @arrowsshootyouforwards @captian-hannah-kirk @hellhoundsandunicorns @kaitymccoy123 @starmission @kilismaiden @malindacath @starr-trekkk

Jim sat in his Captain’s chair, wound up tight, barely hearing all the commotion around him. He had all the crew looking and listening to anything and everything that could possible give him a hint or a clue as to where you and Jo had been taken.

“Were being hailed Captain” Uhura exclaimed.

“On screen” Jim ordered.

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One of my most recent angst headcanons is quite a doozy, and will never happen, but why the hell not.

So if Irene dies (and it resets, but resets incorrectly), or recasts One Universe, let’s imagine. Lucy and the others see the light and remember the spell when it was first cast, and Lucy begs that Natsu is not separated from her. Well, she gets her wish, but the two both end up in the ocean (lmao probably where Acnologia is atm amirite). Lucy is underwater, and looks around, with dread in her heart, and sees Natsu sinking into the depths. She quickly swims after him, and manages to pull him to the surface, but she obviously can’t hold him above water. And Natsu would freeze to death even faster. Have you ever seen titanic because this is where I’m going with this, except this piece of shit wood is literally barely large enough to fit Natsu (and not a giant-ass piece that jack and rose could have easily fit onto). So Lucy heaves him on, and can do nothing but hope land is nearby. Unfortunately she becomes fatigued after dragging Natsu behind her for a long time, and is unable to continue. She stays stationary for a while, but her muscles are far too weak after all the events she had gone through, she just was unable to hold herself up anymore. She prays that Natsu will wake up soon, since she finally sees land on the dark horizon. She places her spirit’s keys in Natsu’s right hand, and tells him that she is so, so, sorry. Sinking into the waves, her final thoughts are only prayers of hope for her family, her spirits and for Natsu.

As for the demon we all know and love, he is never found. Both of them disappear, along with nine out of twelve golden keys, lost to the ocean, forever.

Day 23!~

“ 23 - AFTERTALE - What comes to mind? Let your imagination run wild. “

well at first if i just think aftertale all i really think of is AFTERTALE so i decided to twist it up and thought what if i dont know aftertale yet?what if somebody asked me what i think about “aftertale” before i even know about it,so i thought about it being a happy fairytale story about a princess and a prince living happily ever after together,i mean after-tale right? it sounds like a happy fairytale after the prince and princess gets married.

i was supposed to color this but i dont have enough time today,but hopefully i can color them next time cause i already have a color palette i can use for them! man drawing geno in a dress was so fun~

geno sans belongs to @loverofpiggies

reaper sans belongs to @renrink

the challenge was created by @shinydiamondblog (why havent i been tagging them before?? sorry about that shinydiamond)

kevin owens’ booking so far has been so piss poor

imagine kenny omega in the wwe

just let that sink in

imagine how wwe would treat someone with kenny’s accolades

just let him become a legend without ever stepping foot in wwe pls

anonymous asked:

hey can i request something for latte (lance x matt) from voltron. i know its a rarepair and has literally no canon support but. i love them. do you have any headcanons for their relationship (and maybe pidge's opinion of it)?

rarepairs are actually really fun for me tbh, because there’s usually not much of a canon relationship there so I really get to let loose with my imagination and fill in the gaps with my own headcanons and opinions. it’s really good writing practice and it’s fun to switch it up sometimes. @ my followers: please talk to me about your rarepairs I love them

warning for season 2 spoilers! 

  • Okay, so I’m assuming Lance and Matt never met on Earth (since Pidge didn’t meet Lance until the academy) which means that they meet IN SPACE which lbr is probably the best “how I met my s/o” story ever.
  • Okay, remember how when the s2 trailer dropped everyone though that dude in the cool black suit (who turned out to be Ulaz) was going to be Matt??? Well obviously that didn’t happen but I like to imagine that Matt is out there somewhere, being a badass and doing whatever he can to save the universe. He probably has a cool suit and a bunch of helpful gadgets.
  • So anyway, Lance is off on a mission on his own, and he runs into this ~mysterious stranger~ who is leading a local resistance movement against the Galra occupation on whatever planet they’re on, so they team up to help free the people.
  • And maybe the conflict drags out for a few days or weeks and Lance starts to develop a lowkey crush on this masked space vigilante. They come to trust and rely on each other, and they realize that they make a really good team.
  • So of course once the Galra are defeated, Lance invites his new friend to come back with him and meet the rest of Team Voltron. Matt really just wants to help save the universe in any way he can, so he agrees. It isn’t until he sees Pidge at the castle and instantly recognizes them that he reveals his identity.
  • And now Lance is  s u f f e r i n g  because the first person he actually thought he had a chance with since he left Earth turns out to be his best friends’ long lost older brother. It’s like he’s living some kind of weird clickbait article, or maybe a made-for-TV romantic comedy. 
  • So imagine his surprise when Matt continues to seek him out and want to  spend time with him, even after being reunited with Pidge. Turns out being captured and held prisoner by an alien race kind of messes with you emotionally, so as a coping mechanism Matt kind of latches onto people he feels he can trust. (Pidge, Lance, and Shiro, mostly.) 
  • Pidge is absolutely shocked and a little bit horrified because if this relationship works out it means Lance is going to be their brother-in-law. They’re going to have to see Lance at family holiday dinners. They’re going to have to listen to his terrible jokes at Thanksgiving. They might even get asked to speak at Lance and Matt’s wedding and they’re just. Not ready to think about that.
  • Okay but in all seriousness, having someone he can rely on is really good for Matt and Lance helps him come out of his shell and form connections with the other paladins and Pidge is just very grateful to see their brother happy. 

Whose bad end is this again?

aka thoughts that keep me up at 2am if we had his ROUTE