okay but my favorite thing about the first time anne and gilbert meet is how when he asked her if she still had any dragons that needed slaying she didn’t realize that her inner princess cordelia was looking at her knight in shining armour and whenever i think of that my heart weeps
the one short and sweet TFLN where Harry’s buzzing with minor jealousy, Y/N loves Food Network, and Nick is still trying to play matchmaker.
(A/N): I like the idea of the group chat just being a place to spill all sorts of messages, no real plot (that’s not how group chats I’m in work anyway, so it keeps it more realistic) and also - if I had Harry Styles’ number I would 100% be sending him photos of himself, that’s just hilarious to me.
Really cringey first attempt at a smut so beware. This was also posted really early on. Probably a year ago at the minimum. My writing has improved. Also the summary makes me cringe but what can you do?
Summary: Y/n goes on Omegle to waste time. She’s met with lots of things but she comes across a black screen aka Michael Clifford and friends. They start talking and the boys have some… needs to attend to.
Today is a lazy day for me. I’ve done nothing productive all day. I’ve sat back, with my laptop in front of me, and I’ve been on mindless games all day. While I was playing happy wheels, an ad popped up. ‘Omegle, meet new people, new friends, and just strangers with common interests for free!’ Well, I’ve got nothing better to do this fine Saturday. I know, it’s Saturday and I’ve got nothing to do, I’m a loner. I don’t give a fuck. I clicked on the ad for Omegle and a new screen popped up. It brought me to omegle..com. There was a box in the center of the screen that said interests, obviously, I typed in 5 seconds of summer because, they are life.
I clicked on video to start off because the whole point is to meet new people. It started loading and the first person I saw wasn’t a person, it was a dick. I made a disgusted face. People can be so rude online. Like, what if there were children on this site. Just some kids who liked 5 seconds of summer. They would be accustomed to nudity. Oh well, what can you do, the whole generation knows about things they shouldn’t. I clicked on skip and next popped a girl. She seemed to be about 15, that’s about four years younger than me. I’m 19 if you can’t do simple math. Sorry, that was rude. The girl smiled at me, and then she skipped me. “Well ok then.” I mumbled as the next person came on. It wasn’t really a person, all I could see was a black screen.
Stranger is typing… the screen said. Ok, so it is a real person I’m talking to.
Hi. Asl? the stranger said. (Stranger will be in italics)
Hi. And wtf does that mean.
Stranger is typing… it means age, sex, location.
Oh, well I’m 19 I live in Australia and kinky;) jk I’m a girl, and not that kinky.
Stranger is typing… Ooo you’re funny, I’m Michael, boy obviously, and 21 in Australia. You know you don’t have to type right? I can hear you.
I looked down embarrassed. “Oh, I didn’t know that. Sorry Michael. Also are you going to talk too?” I asked. Stranger is typing… No I’m not going to, I don’t like speaking because of my voice. “Oh, well that’s ok. I was just curious. So I love your name by the way. Michael Clifford is the best ever!” I exclaimed as I smiled brightly to the camera.
Stranger is typing… I love Michael Clifford, in the best way possible, like, he’s a great guy. Well, seems like it.
I smiled at the camera. “You understand! Finally somebody. Everyone else is like, ‘why waste your time on someone who doesn’t even know you’ and I’m like, ‘why waste you time breathing when your going to die anyway?’ They obviously have serious issues.” I giggled.
Michael Clifford’s P.O.V
I’m talking to this Y/n girl and she’s really interesting. She’s hilarious that’s for sure. All of the boys are here sitting in the hotel room around the laptop. We’re just watching this girl without her knowing about us. All she knows is that Michael is a guy from Australia. The boys and I laughed at the last thing she said. We have our sound turned off so she can’t hear us. Our video is off to so she can’t see us either. “Hold on. I’ll be right back. I’m going to get food.” She was about to get out of her chair but she sat back down. “Please don’t leave, it’s really nice talking to you and not seeing little dicks everywhere.” She pleaded with a serious face until she giggled. Luke started typing. We’ve decided to each type whenever we want.
Ok, I won’t skip you. Just hurry before I get bored.
She read over the message and smirked. “Oh, am I that fun and entertaining to you?” She chuckled. “Ok well, don’t be too bored I’ve just got to warm up some pizza. Mmm, supreme pizza with everything on it.” She smiled and sighed. “Be right back Michael.” She got out of her chair and revealed her tiny booty shorts. “Holy fuck.” I cursed under my breath. “Shit guys. She’s hot.” Ashton sighed. Calum and Luke nodded their heads in agreement. She came back with three slices of supreme mouthwatering pizza on a plate in her hands. She smiled at us. “I’m back and I see you didn’t go anywhere. Unless I’m talking to myself.” She looked at the screen skeptically. “Well, it isn’t like I don’t talk to myself.” She muttered. I took the typing.
That’s cute. How often do you talk to yourself?
She read the message and a light pink dusted her cheeks. “Not that much.” She mumbled in embarrassment.
“Ok, so Michael,” she got up and made a weird face. “This fucking wedgie. I hate it. It’s like a thick thong and it’s uncomfortable. I’m going to change my pants hold on a minute.” She walked to the side but there was a mirror where the camera was pointed so we could still see her. “Oh shit guys.” Luke swore, “she’s going to be undressing in front of the camera.” As she searched through her drawers with the wedgie still prominent, we could see her ass just hanging out. Luke started rubbing himself through his jeans. I looked over at him, “Really mate?” I asked, he didn’t respond, but looked back towards Y/n. She grabbed another pair of shorts, just a bit longer than the ones she’s wearing now. She took her pants off and showed her black lace underwear. “Shit man.” Calum swore as he started palming himself too. Next thing I know we’re all going at it jerking off to the thought of Y/n undressing. Loud moans were filling the hotel room and soon we all came. “Holy fucking hell Michael. I couldn’t even find a decent pair of shorts. The ones I tried on were too wedgie prone so I went with my leggings.” She smiled and lifted her leg to show plain black leggings.
“So what’s going on? Hopefully I haven’t bored you out too much.“ Ashton grabbed the laptop and started typing.
Not at all princess, it was totally fine.
“Dude, seriously? Princess? You stupid.” Calum argued. She read it over and a pink blush was prominent. “Glad I didn’t bore you too much. Um, is there anyway I’d be able to see what you look like? Just so I know I’m not talking to a fifty year old pedophile.” She asked cautiously. I looked towards the guys.
Sure thing, but we’ve got to go in about half an hour so could we have your number to stay in contact?
The boys yelled at me when I pressed send. “Michael! You said we! As in more than one!” Ashton argued. She looked at the screen unsure. “Um ok.” She typed in her number. I texted her immediately. I said, 'This is Michael from Omegle. Hi.’ She looked at her phone and laughed. “Hi Michael. So I was wondering if I could see you guys now. I mean, there is more than just you right?” She asked.
Yeah, my three friends are here too. Hold on let me put the camera and audio on.
She smiled and squealed. “Oh, I’m so excited to see what you look like. What all of you look like.” I sighed and looked towards the boys who nodded there heads. First I put on the audio. “Hi Y/n.” I said as I put on the camera so we all could be seen. She stopped smiling and her face paled. “You’ve got to be fucking joking with me.” She mumbled. “I am not speaking to 5 seconds of summer. I am not.” They boys and I chuckled. “No babe, it’s really us.” Calum said smoothly. “Well,” she sighed, “its better than a fifty year old pedo.” We started laughing a bit.
“You’re really funny Y/n you know that right?” Luke asked her. She blushed again. “Thank you.” She whispered in a quiet voice. She’s literally so cute. She got up, “I’ll be right back ok? I’ve got to put my dirty dish away. It’ll take about a minute cause I’ve got to go downstairs.” She rolled her eyes and walked out of the room. Her butt swayed every time she took a step. Ashton groaned and went to lay down on his back. “What the hell man? She’s so gorgeous.” Ashton sighed. “We’ve got audio on now.” I whispered. “Yeah but she went down stairs. She’ll never know.” He said as soon as she walked in. “Never know what?” She asked. Luke made the 'oh shit’ face. “Never know that you’re really hot.” He said with a small blush.
Y/n blushed as well, “Oh. Thanks again. For complimenting me that is.” She said awkwardly. Calum yawned and I looked over at the time. It was about midnight here and we’ve got a show tomorrow. “Y/n, we’ve got to go, it’s midnight and we’ve got a show tomorrow. I’ve got your number so we’ll call. I’ll give the others your number too ok?” I asked her. She nodded her head. “Yeah,” she smiled, “I’d like to talk some more later. I guess I’ll be going to, I feel like doing absolutely nothing for the rest of my day.” She said looking out into space. “Ok, we’ll talk to you later Y/n, goodnight.” I said. “Night Y/n!” The boys screeched. She giggled. “Goodnight you guys, sleep tight.” She blew a kiss and smiled with her tongue out and a wink, then left the page.
I shut the laptop and sighed. “That was one hell of a night you guys.” Ashton said as he walked over to his bed and got under the covers. “But yeah, goodnight.” We all got under our covers and went to sleep. “Goodnight.”
Request: x Pairing: Wrench x Reader Note: My first imagine in the WatchDogs Fandom! I hope you like it, please feel free to send feedback - I’m a little nervous considering this is the very first thing I’ve written to do with watch dogs.
Your heart was beating fast in your chest as they lead you to the back room, “I don’t understand why Mr Nemec would be interested in the thing” one of the men said, you kept a straight face and tried to act as professional as possible.
Okay so I’ve totally cheated and taken the latest chapter from my long fic ‘Two Years On’ (that I’ve juuust updated on FF.net) and used it for this prompt. It fitted so well!
The Bellas find out on WhatsApp:
Ready?” Beca asked.
Chloe took a deep breath and beamed at her fiancée excitably. The couple were squished on their little sofa, Chloe laid out with her legs over Beca’s thighs. Sprawled across the length of her outstretched legs was Alba, whose head was settled happily on Beca’s stomach and the brunette stroked her ears gently while the puppy snoozed. Beca pressed ‘send’ and exhaled, then looked over at Chloe with an ‘eek’ expression.
Chloe giggled then suddenly her phone ‘pinged’ the moment Beca’s message arrived in the Bella’s WhatsApp group. She unlocked her phone and looked at the photo Beca had sent. It was a photo that had been taken that morning, of Chloe sat on a wall down at the green near their apartment. Her back to the camera as she looked at the view ahead of her. To her left, sat on the bench, was Alba, her long tail hanging off the back of the wall. And Chloe had her left hand on the puppy’s back, her engagement ring in full view, but only noticeable if the viewer knew to look for it.
The caption Beca had sent with it had read “Not a bad view this morning”.
Chloe looked over at Beca affectionately. Back in college she would’ve never imagined her best friend to ever be this sweet. Maybe Aubrey had been wrong back when they’d been seniors and Beca had been a freshman. Perhaps she had been capable of changing the grumpy alt-girl. Or rather, not changed her exactly, but rather helped Beca become more comfortable with being openly nice. Of being more comfortable to openly be the amazing person Chloe had always known was there deep down. It had taken several years of patience throughout college, and Chloe had fallen deeper and deeper in love with Beca the more the brunette had revealed of her true self. But the woman who sat with her now was entirely the woman she’d fallen in love with in the first place, and more.
Suddenly both Chloe and Beca’s phones chimed and so the flurry of messages began:
Emily: Cutest. Puppy. Everrrrr xxx
Jessica: Woah she’s grown so much!
Jessica: Alba I mean ;)
Ashley: Who? Chloe or the dog? X
Ashley: Ha never mind x
Jessica: Just too quick for you Ash ;) x
Emily: How old is she now Chlo? Xxx
Ashley: Who? Beca or Alba?
Jessica: Who? Beca or Alba?
Jessica: Hahaaaaa you copycat! X
Ashley: Stop it!! Haha x
Emily: Oh my God I meant Alba! Xxx
Emily: Though…how old IS Chloe?? Xxx
Cynthia-Rose: Love-sick Beca weird’s me out. Please go back to being single.
Fat Amy: Bhloeeeeeeee.
Stacie: Beca Mitchell has it all. Cute girlfriend. Cute puppy. Cute life.
Aubrey: Girlfriend? Look again numbnuts ;) xx
Stacie: Eh? Xx
Stacie: HOLY SHIT!!!
Stacie: FINALLY BECA!!!
Flo: Eeeeeeyyyyaaaaaayyyyyy!! Xx
Emily: What?? What’s going on? Xxx
Cynthia-Rose: Damn Beca that’s SO Chloe! Well done!
Cynthia-Rose: And congratulations!
Flo: Yes congratulations to the best couple in the world! Xx
Emily: What are we congratulating?? Guuuuuys come on! Tell me!! Xxx
Stacie: Congrats you guys!! Who’s going to take whose name??
Aubrey: You know my sentiments Chloe :) congratulations you two x
Emily: Name?? Xxx
Fat Amy: YEEEEAAAASSSSSSS!!! Bhloe are getting married!! Congrats! Shawshank, so happy you finally got your girl!
Stacie: So come on then, are we talking to the future Mrs Mitchell’s or the future Mrs Beale’s or the future Mrs Mitchell-Beale’s or the future Mrs Beale-Mitchell’s??
Stacie: Ugh that took so long to write.
Aubrey: What makes you think they’ve decided? Xx
Stacie: Well I’d decided a while back I’d take the surname of the person I’d marry xx
Aubrey: You did?! Xx
Stacie: Yup :) xx
Aubrey: But Conrad is so badass xx
Stacie: Coming from someone whose surname is Posen?! Xx
Fat Amy: God! When you two have finished flirting can we please leave room for Bhloe to answer the God damn question!!
Beca and Chloe looked at one another and smirked. They were the only two Bellas who knew that Aubrey and Stacie were in a relationship together, so it was funny to not only read their brief conversation but to read Fat Amy’s response – the Australian unknowingly calling Aubrey and Stacie out.
Fat Amy: I mean it Aubrey! Don’t make me create a name for you and Stacie too!
Stacie: Ooh what would the name be?
Aubrey: Don’t encourage her Stacie! Xx
Fat Amy: Give me a mo..
Emily: So guys how did the proposal happen?? Xxx
Stacie: Eh? Aubrey and I aren’t engaged.
Aubrey: She meant Chloe and Beca! Xx
Stacie: We’re not even dating sooooo…
Cynthia-Rose: I knew it!! I knew Beca was going to propose!
Stacie: Fuck off did you know!
Cynthia-Rose: I did!! I have a sixth sense about these sorts of things!
Stacie: Riiight… if you were so sure why didn’t you bet on it?
Cynthia-Rose: Guess I forgot..
Stacie: How convenient..
Cynthia-Rose: Want to bet on when the wedding will be? I’ll give you 3-1 odds that it’s next year?
Aubrey: NO BETTING!!!
Cynthia-Rose: Your Mrs is getting mad ;)
Stacie: NOT my Mrs!
Flo: How did Beca propose? Was it on a boat? Under the moonlight? At sea? (I had a proposal like that once – very romantic) xx
Chloe: Beca’s label had signed a band recently
Beca: Not my label btw. Just Res.Heat’s new dept that I work in.
Chloe: and they did a flash mob type thing but with musical instruments.
Emily: Ohhhhh myyyyyyy God that sounds so SO romantic!! Xxx
Beca: Oh boy..
Chloe: It was! SO romantic! She’s amazing! Xx
Flo: Did Alba help? Xxx
Beca: If by help you mean she made Chloe late to meet me then yeah, she helped a heap..
Emily: Awwwww! She’s such a cute puppy! Xxx
Beca: Not awww! She’s a terror Em!
Chloe held her phone up and took a sneaky photo of Beca in her current position sat on the sofa, Chloe’s legs on her thighs and Alba’s head on her stomach. The brunette looked so calm and content. There was no way she was as mad with their puppy as she was making out to be on WhatsApp. So Chloe giggled as she sent the photo to the Bellas.
Chloe: Yeah a real terror…she snuggles up to Beca far too much..
Beca looked at Chloe and rolled her eyes as the ‘pinging’ continued, unimpressed by the stealth photo.
Stacie: Aww looooooooook!!
Aubrey: Ohhh I want one!!
Beca: Sorry Posen, there’s only one of me and I’m all Chloe’s so…
Aubrey: I meant the puppy!
Stacie: Why don’t you get one then? Xx
Aubrey: Seriously? Xx
Stacie: Sure. I think you’re ready xx
Fat Amy: STAUBREY!!
Fat Amy: That’s your name. Stacie+Aubrey=Staubrey
Emily: Eeeeeeee!! I love it!! So cute! Xxx
Cynthia-Rose: Hahaaa! This group is just too good! I miss you aca-bitches!
Fat Amy: Staubrey, just go shack up with your puppy and we’ll visit you when we’re not busy visiting Bella couple #1 and their pup
Fat Amy: Aubrey don’t think I don’t know. I read the news you know!
Emily: What news? Xxx
Aubrey: Amy I’m warning you!!
Fat Amy: Nothing Legacy. Don’t you worry your little heart over it.
Emily: I’m twenty two!! Xxx
Aubrey: And I’m almost twenty nine and say that you should listen to Amy, Emily x
Cynthia-Rose: Sheesh, must be good gossip if Aubrey’s advising we listen to Fat Amy..
Chloe felt it her duty as Aubrey’s best friend to try to distract her fellow Bellas from the inevitable reveal of Aubrey and Stacie’s relationship if the conversation continued.
Chloe: So we’re thinking of getting married next year!
Stacie: Yeaaaasss! Pay-up CR! I just won $30 on my 3-1 bet!
Aubrey: You didn’t bet anything.. xx
Cynthia-Rose: Busted! Haha!
Ashley: Seriously? Eek that’s so soon :)
Jessica: Try not to freak Beca out Ash xx
Ashley: Gosh! Yeah! Sorry!
Beca: No freaking here..yet..
Chloe: Alba won’t give her Mama the chance to get cold feet ;)
Emily: Mama?!?!?!?! Xxxxxxxx
Beca: Relax Legacy, the name’s for our puppy’s reference
Cynthia-Rose: Beca you’re so whipped..
Emily: Ohhhhh I thought you guys were pregnant or something xxx
Beca: God dude, let us get married and buy a house first!
Beca: And I’m not whipped! At least MY wife lets me work after 6pm
Emily: WIFE?! Xxxxx
Chloe: She’s kidding Emily xx
Emily: Oh..yeah..I can see that now. Oops hehe xxx
Beca: Legacy we JUST got engaged! We haven’t got married in the last ten minutes!!
Fat Amy: You alright there Staubrey? You’ve gone a bit quiet..
Stacie: Busy looking at puppies to buy
Chloe grinned at Beca. To those who didn’t know that ‘Staubrey’ were actually a thing, they would think Stacie was being sarcastic. The chances were, however, she was probably being completely honest. They probably were looking at puppies to buy. Or adopt. Chloe hoped they would adopt. Aubrey wouldn’t have time to train a puppy and run her retreat.
Beca: Good luck. I can’t see Aubrey having time to train a puppy so perhaps suggest adopting a slightly older dog?
Let's just talk about the missus being pregnant and and having some sexy time with Harry. He would go into full Kiwi mode.
Because she IS having his baby and it IS his business. ;)
No, but seriously he just WORSHIPS her. Not that he doesn’t all the time, but there’s just something about her being pregnant that drives him wild. Not in a like gross/creepy way but in a, Holy shit, you’re so beautiful like this, look at what you’re doing kind of way. I just imagine it being so cute, and a little clumsy and giggly but so passionate.
He’s splayed out on the bed, propped up by pillows and working himself up as he watches her undress near the end of the bed after she insisted she wanted to do it for him. His eyes drifting over her body as he strokes himself, unable to get over how soft she is, the shape of her hips, how her thighs are plush and delicate even in the glowing light of their bedroom. They’ve always been soft, but now,she’s wrapped around their baby and he can’t enough.
“I can’t get my bra off,” she says pitifully with a short laugh, struggling to reach back for the clasp.
“C’mere, I’ll get it,” Harry says, sitting up further. Once she’s sat on the edge of the bed with a relieved sigh as she cautiously lowers herself there, he reaches around to undo the triple clasp. She moans in relief as he slides it down her arms, letting her head tip back and her eyes fall closed as her breasts are released from confinement. Harry quirks an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Did you jus’ come from me taking your bra off?”
“Nearly,” she breathes. “Feels so good to let them breathe.”
“That’s all I had to do?” he teases.
She narrows her eyes at him, before giving a smile. “You can get your mouth on them all you want, but no touching. They hurt.”
“I’ll be gentle,” he promises, offering her his hands. “Need help up?”
She puffs out a breath at the idea of swinging herself up onto the bed. There’s a lot of groaning and grunting as she takes his hands and tries to heft herself up.
“Here, baby. Hang on to me.” She grabs his shoulder and he wraps an arm around her back, guiding her up gently. She’s breathless and panting when she finally makes it up, crawling forward between Harry’s legs, her heavy belly brushing his stomach. She lets her forehead tip forward, so it’s just touching Harry’s, blowing out an exhausted puff of air.
“You okay?” he checks tenderly, cupping her face.
She nods. “Just out of breath. Hang on a second.” She takes a few deep and even breaths before bringing her face up to his. He’s smiling softly when her eyes reach him. “What’s that look for, mister?”
Harry does a half shake of his head before he answers. “Nothing. Jus’…you’re so fucking beautiful like this.” His hands roam down to cup her hips. “Look at you.” His warm eyes, trail over her, taking her all in.
“Panting and sweaty?”
He can’t help the giggle. He cups her face and brings her in close so he can kiss her slow. “Especially then,” he teases.
And it takes a little maneuvering to get her straddled across his thighs. Her belly a challenge. Harry checking, “Are you okay? Is this comfortable?” at every hiss of breath or twinge, until it ends in contented sighs from both of them as she lowers herself down onto him with the gentle guidance of his hands on her hips. xx.
“Aliens? In my Tower?” Tony asks and leans back into his seat. Well that’s new, but also not very surprising. He is pretty sure, nothing could surprise him at this point really. But it seems like Fury tries to.
“Not all of them. One is human. Or half human.” Fury answers calmly and he watches Tony a bit closer.
“Ew. I didn’t need that information. Thanks.” Tony says and then sighs. Why had he thought it would be a good idea to find a new team. He should’ve worked alone. Or worked with the Spiderkid alone.
“They landed on earth two months ago, we checked them and they have information that you need.” Fury says and puts a few files onto the table. Tony grins a bit, because Fury remembered that he doesn’t like being handed things.
“And we can trust them?” Tony asks back and takes the files from the table. He knows something bad will come, whether they are ready or not. And since he can’t count on the avengers anymore, he needs every help.
“We should.” Fury says and gets up. He is out of the room, before Tony can say anything, not that he wanted to. Tony can hear his coat rustling and then he is gone. Tony closes his eyes for a moment.
He can do this.
Five minutes later, he opens the door to the old communal living room. It still looks the same. Tony tries not to look around, he wasn’t back here since their civil war. But now it’s time for a fresh start.
“Good morning ladies and gentleman.” Tony says when he stops on the red carpet. He see’s a few… well people around him and smiles. He is glad for the dark blue sunglasses he choose today. Because he is sure the surprise could’ve been seen for a few seconds in his eyes.
“Are you the infamous Ironhead?” A big guy asks and Tony turns to look at him. Holy shit. He looks even bigger than Thor. Tony tries not to stand on his tiptoes automatically and smiles up at the giant.
“Iron Man actually. With whom do i have the pleasure of speaking?” Tony asks then and unbuttons his shirt sleeves, before he pulls them up to his elbow.
“Drax the Destroyer.” The Giant answers promptly and Tony nods. Well the name says it all. Tony holds his hand out, but Drax only started down at it and doesn’t seem to understand what that means.
“Lovely. So who are you and what do you want?” Tony says and he goes over to the table. He needs to sits down for this.
“We are the guardians of the Galaxy and we want to speak to the King of Earth.” a Raccoon snarls from the ground and Tony looks down at him. It’s an actual Raccoon and it wears clothes and talks and…. wow. Tony wants to be his best friend.
“Oh then you are at the right place, my friend.” Tony answers and he bows dramatically. Well he isn’t the king of earth, but sometimes when he flies with his suit over NY he feels like it.
“Good. Well the big guy told you already his name. I’m Rocket. That here is Groot, then we have Gamora and Peter is… where the fuck is Peter?” Rocket says and he looks around. Tony doesn’t bother to do the same. He looks at the tiny tree on Rockets shoulder.
Holy shit how cute.
“Nice to meet you all. My name is Anthony Edward Stark, more known as Iron Man.” Tony answers, but he still looks at Groot, who waves at him. Tony smiles softly and waves back.
“So you can help us?” Gamora says and Tony looks to her. She looks a bit scary, but also very beautiful. God Tony has such a type, it’s awful. Gamora crosses her arms and waits for his answer.
“Oh well yeah course. I can help with… well everything.” Tony answers and nods to himself. He invented so much shit in his life, he is really sure he can help them. Maybe they need to repair their ship or something.
“Good. We have like a dozen space ships close to earth and they aren’t coming in peace. And for some reason Peter wants to save the earth.” Rocket says and Tony tries to keep his breathing under control.
He knew it. They were coming.
“I told you it’s my home planet you fucker! So of course i want to save it.” A voice from somewhere says and Tony snorts at bit, when Rocket rolls his eyes. He definitely wants to be Rocket’s best friend.
Well but Tony isn’t ready for, what he see’s then. It look’s like an actual human. Fury said Half-human but Tony doesn’t see anything off on him. If anything he looks… perfect. Tony is speechless for a moment and he is pretty sure his mouth is open too.
„Well hello beautiful.“ Says the Human, Peter, if he could trust Rocket.
Tony can’t answer. He just stands there and feel’s his cheeks heat up. He hadn’t blushed since he was 14 years old and this girl asked him out at MIT. But now… he was. He was blushing badly and he could feel it.
Tony groans inwardly and great. The blush goes now down his neck and to the tips of his ears. He never was this embarrassed before in his life.
„Are you here often?“ Peter asks and he smirks at Tony. Holy shit. Is he…is he flirting with Tony? Nobody flirts with him, that’s normally Tony’s job.
„Well… I uhm…that’s my… yes.“ Tony stammers and this time he groans loudly at himself. What the fuck is wrong with him. Drax seems to be bored by their conversation and so does Gamora. But Rocket snickers.
„Oh Peter. You broke the human.“ Rocket says and the little Tree laughs, too.
„What a shame.“ Peter says huskily and Tony takes a step back. He could never look anyone into the eye again. This was so awkward. Never in his life was Tony this… broken. Gone was his smoothness.
„M-my name is Tony.“ Tony tries again and this time it’s not as bad. Still not good either, but not bad. Peter chuckles and takes Tony’s hand in his. He even kisses his knuckles.
„I will remember that, darling.“ Peter answers and then lets go of Tony’s hand. Tony looks after him, as Peter goes back to the door. The other guardians are following him.
„Where are we going?“ Drax asks and Peter turns around once more.
„Saving the world of course. Because I found a way better reason to safe the earth, than it being my home planet.“ Peter answers and he even winks at Tony.
Tony blushes again and then turns around. Wait a minute. He is Iron Man! He should help! Tony alerts Jarvis to get his suit and runs.
Bellarke + "Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812" AU
There was a lot going on in this wikipedia summary, so I went pretty loose
The first time Bellamy meets Clarke, he’s in his favorite bar, getting live-texts from his sister about a situation she should not be in but refuses to listen to his feedback on. Which is, honestly, the worst of all possible worlds, because if she’s not going to listen to him, the least she can do is not tell him what bad choices she’s making.
Instead, he’s getting texts like, Dude at this party is really hot! and He’s buying me a drink, should I give him my number???
It’s not his business, if his sister flirts while she has a boyfriend. Octavia thinks of flirting as something akin to a sport, something she has to practice if she wants to keep being able to do it. And while he sort of understands that–Finn is just about his least favorite person his sister has ever dated–it still feels fairly cynical to him, to want to keep your flirting skills sharp when you’re in a relationship.
But as Octavia has told him a thousand times, he doesn’t have to get it. It’s her life, and her business. Which is true, so she could just leave him out of it. That would be great.
Clarke sits down next to him and orders a gin and tonic, not that he knows she’s Clarke yet. She’s just a cute blonde girl.
“Dating issues?” she asks, after she’s taken a few sips of her drink.
He frowns. “What?”
“Just a guess, sorry. You keep getting text notifications, wincing, checking the phone, and then not responding. I was guessing either boss or dating, but if my boss was texting me at ten on a Saturday night, I’d mute her.”
This is for @jaybear1701 who prompted this fic to me. Just a short one shot of some young wayhaught
“There is no way…” Thin and mousy haired, one teen nudge his friend, setting off a chain of nudges in the packed booth. “You ask her.” He had the beginnings of a mustache that only teenagers thought were fashionable and he spoke with a slight southern drawl.
His closest friend, the captain of the football team scoffed. “She’s hot… but have you seen her sister?” He shook his head, scrubbing his hand through his short cropped black hair.
“Sounds like a whole lot of excuses, if you ask me.” Mousy hair nudged him again, sending him even harder down the line of bodies.
“Hey!” Nicole shoved back just forcefully enough to appear upset when she hadn’t minded at all. Just aggressive enough to not appear weak, to keep her sacred bubble of safety and respect.
A Marvel Preference- Whey they realise they’re in love with you
Tony and you worked in the lab a lot together. You were his apprentice so you were around him a lot. You were working one day writing some notes from your work, when he looked over to you. He noticed how concentrated you were and how cute you look when you concentrated, he thought about all the time you’d spent together and it hit him, ‘holy shit I love y/n’.
Clint noticed when you were on a mission together one day, you got the kill for him and he was pretty impressed. “Clint to your right.” He heard Natasha say into the ear piece. And just before he could get it he saw you jump right onto the guy, disarm him and knock him the fuck out. “She got him.” He said back into the ear piece. ‘Thats my girl’, he thought to himself as he kept on fighting.
Peter had just moved into the mansion a few weeks ago and you two hung out a lot and you help him become more comfortable. He found out one day when everyone was talking about how you go detention. “Hey, what are you guys talking about.” Peter walked up to the group that were gossiping away. “Haven’t you heard, y/n got detention for using her powers outside of school.” One of the girls from the group said. “What did she do?” He asked. “She was buying snacks at the deli down the road when this guy said some really gross things and she almost set him on fire.” Someone else answered. “Oh, wow.” Peter said as he walked off trying to find you. ‘Damn that girl.’
Gambit realised the day he met you really; you are Logan’s daughter and when you met Gambit you got on straight away. The two of you decided to play a game of poker together and Logan saw the way you were eyeing each other and saw his foot on your ankle. Logan grabbed Gambit and pinned him up against a wall, right in front of you. “Don’t even think about it, bub.” Logan warned Gambit. As Gambit looked over his shoulder to see you with a cheeky smile on your face he couldn’t help but smile and fall in love.
these years, you were watching a Real Madrid match with your own two eyes live.
Not in front of your tv, or on some shitty stream on your laptop. You were in a
stadium, thousands of screaming fans and whistles around you. It was surreal.
To top things
off, this would be the match where Real Madrid would win the league. Things
couldn’t be any more perfect. Well, they could actually. This day could go from
great to extraordinary if Marco Asensio were to sign your shirt. It was the
first jersey you ever got for yourself, his name and number pressed tightly
against your back. You felt proud to wear his shirt after the exceptional
season he had.
Things I haven’t noticed people talk about that I kinda want to:
-Moon and River’s relationship tho what a strONG AND HEALTHY MARRIAGE. Yelling about how he should call her when she’s there. Wanting her to be safe so she should take at least one knight. They’re so cute and I l o v e them
-I’m going to assume that Oscar is in the same grade as Star right. Okay? Okay good. The kid dropped out of high school at like 14 maybe 15 and he lives in his car like can we consider how fucked up his family life might be for him to just fucking up and leave. And he’s still such a pure soul he’s always smiling and positive like please protect Oscar.
-Jackie was really cute?? All she did was support Marco and even when Star ran upstairs crying she looked at Marco like Well. Do something. Sure it’s surprising that your friend yells that she likes ur boyfriend like I mean I would be surprised but holy shit she’s so good and she’s not jealous at all and I imagine her and Marco to just have a really healthy relationship tbh. She was nothing but supportive and helpful to him part 2 of the season finale
Summary: Instead of jumping into the cage Sam and Dean managed to get Michael and Lucifer to talk and establish a truce between Heaven and Hell. That also comes with rules that have to be obeyed when making demon deals. Sometimes Sam acts as defense lawyer for those who got themselves into a bad deal.
Warnings: Canon Divergence, Hellhounds, Demon Deals, Wing!Kink, explicit sex
Maggie is pretty sure she hasn’t taken any drugs, but she keeps seeing things. Like that really ugly and twisted face of the cashier at the supermarket that apparently no one else saw (her freakout almost got her locked away). And she gets the feeling someone is following her. Or something. She can hear a dog breathing sometimes. A fucking huge dog. She can’t see it though.
As if that isn’t enough, Dave is dead. Ripped to shreds, at least that’s what the cops say. And the feds are here because of it. Maggie saw them. Two literal giants, kinda cute actually, though. Especially the bigger one with the floppy hair. She saw him flashing dimples earlier, when he smiled at Dave’s wife to comfort her.
Yeah, Maggie may have kinda stalked the guys. But Dave is dead for fuck’s sake! She needs to know what happened. Dave had shown her how to draw that satanic crap thingy at the crossroad outside town ten years ago and had laughed at her, when she’d screamed, because that red eyed guy had appeared. Stupid fucking Halloween tricks he and his friend had pulled. She’d pretended to make a deal just to show them she wasn’t afraid.
But now she wonders. He had told her he’d made a deal already the night before. And hadn’t he said it was to get Karen to fall in love with him? Well, Karen is a widow now. And Maggie’s ten years are over tomorrow night. And now she wonders … Was it maybe more than a stupid trick? She never figured out how they did it.