lets go nowhere

Completely self-indulgent malec fluff, summer, love, animals etc and most likely AU, inspired by this pic 


They leave the car in town, rent bikes to explore the landscape, their bags fastened on the bicycle racks.They’re in awe of the vastness of the wonderful countryside all around them as they cycle along an earthy but even path, green meadows, trees of all shapes and sizes, fields of crops and flowers and a lake in viewing distance. Magnus reaches out a hand towards Alec who’s next to him and a moment later their hands are entwined and they’re smiling, their chests filled with overwhelming content.They arrive at a farm, are offered the nicest, fresh food they ever tasted and a room so quaint and lovely it didn’t take them a minute to decide to stay here. The bed is kingsized and Magnus bounces as Alec pushes him onto it, the look of surprise on Magnus’ face making Alec laugh before he covers his boyfriend’s body with his own, their giggles lighting up the house, until nothing but the sound of kisses can be heard - if one eavesdrop at their door.

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theres nothing i want to do with my summer more than to sit outside at night with a large enough group of friends that i feel safe and get wasted while we talk about anime

It only takes seventy years, but after decades of waiting, Peggy and Steve find their way back to each other. It takes another year–one filled with breakfasts shared over newspapers and long walks through the streets of New York, stolen kisses in the hours between night and day and fighting side by side–before they finally make good on that dance.

The band plays something slow, Peggy teaches Steve the steps, and he nimbly avoids trampling her toes. It’s perfect.

Well, it’s perfect…until the arms dealer they have been tracking for months shows up at the dance club.

At Last - Etta James // Slow Serenade - Tape Five // St. James Ballroom - Alice Francis // Imelda May - Big Bad Handsome Man // Clap Your Hands - Parov Stelar // I Belong To You - Caro Emerald // History Repeating - Propellerheads ft. Shirley Bassey // Moondance - Michael Buble // A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square - Harry Connick Jr. (listen)

(Happy happy birthday @ladyanj! I hope you have a great day and a wonderful year!)

im already seeing a few negative fucks commenting on zack stepping away from JL and whedon taking over and calling it a ‘blessing in disguise’ etc and i just want you to take a minute to consider a few things. zack is a person, just like you or i. despite the fact that you might not appreciate his work he is still a person going through an incredibly traumatic experience that no parent should ever have to even consider in their lives. outside of his work, he has a life and family that doesn’t revolve around your opinions, that has been torn apart. if you’re taking this time to criticise him, his decisions or his filmmaking i would like to be the first to call you a disgusting impudent fuck and hope to god nothing like this ever happens to you so you don’t have to experience both the loss of a loved one and others taking some pleasure in the circumstances. my most heartfelt condolences go out to zack, deborah, eli and everyone else affected and hope that this period of transition is not too strenuous or detrimental to any of them. we all know how it is to lose someone close to us, and this should be no different.

My mom doesnt like that I go to the gym so late because she thinks it’s dangerous but also it’s 3 minutes from the house and we live in the middle of literal whitebread suburbia like people will call the town on each other because they don’t like the other’s gardening habits.

Better even because if I were even a fraction bit cool I’d probably be zipped into a dress that cuts off an inch below the hipbone with a vodka flask stashed in my purse hopping into a car with 8 other people driving to a nightclub 30 miles away with vague plans of returning before sunrise l i k e…

let me go nowhere on a treadmill and listen to my trash anime OPs for an hour a night im doing -7 harm.

Valentine Double Date

A somewhat long fic (around 6k words) about Touken and Ayahina’s double date, which began from a girl’s innocent attempt at pushing her Onee-chan and Onii-chan together. Mostly fluff, hints of angst. This is a fic I wrote to have fun and let myself go so it’s nowhere close to the standard of my older fic, but this poor lonely single soul just wanted to have something to do on Valentine’s Day. ;_; Enjoy!

Please reblog if you like this! Feel free to leave comments/ request anything!

“Please say yes!” Hinami was almost screaming, as she clasped her hands together and leaned forward in a perfect bow. Kaneki and Touka blinked in disbelief for a moment, looking at each other before looking at her again. 

“You want us…” Kaneki murmured hesitantly. 

“… to follow you and Ayato on your date?” Touka continued, tilting her head in confusion. “But why?”

“B-Because… tomorrow is Valentine’s Day and…” Hinami murmured, her cheeks completely flushed as she shifted about uncomfortably. “I feel uneasy going out alone with him.” 

“Uneasy?” Touka wondered in confusion. “But weren’t the two of your partners in Aogiri? You were alone quite a lot, right?”

“Yeah but…” Hinami sighed, took a deep breath and let it out, fingers fumbling with one another. “This is different from that… I just… don’t…” 

“If you don’t want to go, you should tell him—”

“No! I want to go!” Hinami yelped, cutting into Kaneki’s words. “But but but… A-Ayato-kun scares me sometime!”

“Oh, is that so?” Kaneki said, turning to Touka with a blank expression. “I don’t mind… Is that okay with you, Touka-chan?”

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anonymous asked:

Aaaaaah, what about 707 and MC hurt/comfort? Maybe something like in his route when he was being extra terrible to her and her just deciding to kind of.. disappear? Idk about you, but I would have wanted to deuce the heck out of there for a while bc thaT HURT

I know right!? I would’ve probably just… left. 

a/n: I’m going to mess a little bit with the canonic order of events & dialogues for the purposes of this scenario 

“God, I don’t know if you’re just lighthearted or stupid.”

“People who get curious without knowing anything, just thinking it’ll be alright… really make me tired.”

“That’s strange. I don’t want to get close to you at all.”

“From now on, if I have to tell you anything concerning your safety, I’ll do it through the messenger.”

“I’m going out to the hallway.”

“I’m going to come in when you’re sleeping, so meanwhile, sort out your emotions.”

It hurt. That’s the one thing your brain could fully register at the moment. How could he be like this? Maybe it was his plan to play you all along. Making you believe he was interested in the messenger. 

No, that can’t be. He isn’t like that.’ 

And of course you knew that. You just couldn’t find any other explanation for his sudden change in behavior towards you. He was so cold, so distant. And today, for the first time since you met him, you thought of him as unapproachable. You’d never thought like that of any member before. Not even Jumin, who seemed like the most intimidating out of all of them (now you knew he really wasn’t).

Was it something you said that made him so mad at you? Because every time he addressed you, it was as if he was spewing venom. Even his eyes, those eyes you longed to see face to face, looked at you as if you were nothing more than a nuisance, a pest. 

You were currently on your way up, in the elevator. You’d only gone to the convenience store for some of the red hair’s favorite chips. You truly never expected him to notice. 

The elevator doors opened and there he was, arms tapping his sides repeatedly. He was so enraged and anxiety seemed to be the only thing emanating from him. It made you feel guilty, ungrateful, and just shitty. But in that moment, there was a glint of genuine care in his eyes and a hint of worry in his voice as he practically interrogated you. And, just like that, some hope managed to spark within you. 

He cares.’

Or so you thought until—

“I don’t care about your feelings.”

You were suddenly hyperaware of your surroundings. There was your foot, about to step inside the supposedly deceased owner’s apartment. Your hand was clutching your phone and wallet. And Seven? He was heading back to his corner, about to sit down. 


It suddenly became extremely hard to breathe. The shaking in your arms increased with each passing second, while the lump in your throat started to become painful

And then, there was that sudden ache in your chest. It was as if all air was knocked out of your lungs and time had frozen still. 

All you managed to say was a strained, “Oh, I see.”

First you moved one foot, then the other. Next thing you knew, was that you were heading towards the emergency stairs, desperately needing to get away from him, from the pain. It was too much. You couldn’t cope, and so, you left the building and ran. Ran until your feet grew tired. Until the pain you were most aware of was the burning in your lungs.

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sketchy, sketchy

Agents of Shield 4.04

Me: Aw man, Daisy ditched Robbie, and it looks like they will both be doing their own thing. Guess that means there will be no Quakerider interactions this week…

Robbie, bursting in out of nowhere and catching a fiery chain to save Daisy: Bitch you thought!

Reaper’s favored aesthetic; putting a hand around someones neck and slamming them against the wall to growl and/or snarl something at them. Done mostly in suggestive contexts.

This has been your local Reaper sinday hc.

The way you drive the car very fast, the way things getting on your nerves, the way your eyes filled with mountains, you’re doing something to me. I want to stop the time just to climb on your walls, maybe I don’t care if I need to go down into your roots. The way I blow this air coming to you, the fire will be dead. Breathe in your stars, breathe out your scars. You don’t have to worry, just go in this direction. I want to take you somewhere far from this place, your tears will never be a shower again, these embers in your chest will never know how to explode anymore. I wish once we get there, I can finally feel your heart waking up again. You know what you did to me, you know I can’t stop trying to reach your hands, I can’t let you go nowhere. We’re here in the same car, we bleed in different reasons, you’re stabbing me from broken glass just easy as you look everywhere, never on the road, never in my face.


Today, July 1st would be a day to remember. Sure– most would see this day like anyother. But, not for Caspian. The young fae had spent most of the morning getting everything ready. From breakfast to even packing for the pair. Wanting everything to be a suprise. 

Having had dropped Iza off at her aunt and uncle last night for the weekend. The pair already knew what was to happen within the next few days. Sure, Cas could have just done this all at home. But he was a travler. Something that he loved was seeing the world. So– why not make this special moment while on the move? 

Feet quietly moving towards their shared room, the male smiled softly to himself. Pushing open the master bedroom door with his foot. He continued walking. Placing a tray on the bedside table. He sat down softly next to his beautiful girl. Fingers playing with her hair. “Kay, time to wake up.” his soft voice rang through out the room. 

Why is everyone biting me today?

I lifted 🐰 so I could change her diaper. She was so angry that she bit me on my belly. It wasn’t a nibble. 🐰 clamped down hard and wouldn’t.let go.

Out of nowhere, CM bit my arm and wouldn’t let go. I threw him off my arm and he came back for more.