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No One’s Roasted Like Gaston.[Oneshot].

no one writes FANFICS LIKE EMILEE.

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

Title: No One’s Roasted Like Gaston.
Pairing: Implied!- Gaston x Reader.
Rating: T.
Words: 2,231.
Summary: Gaston thought he was undeniable to women and even some men. Has he finally found his match?

There was nothing particularly notable about the early mornings, at least, not anymore. The sky above was it usual mixture of pinks, purples and some lighter hues of blue as the sun rose and lit up the clouds, giving them a rather unique looking glow. There was a small wind, but not chilling, and brought in the lingering scent of meadows and trees. You got used to those aspects and they slowly became the norm. You began to not notice them at all, and remarked them as being every day life. If one wanted to really shake things up in a morning routine, they would count the cobblestones that made up each walkway in the village. But, that’s the thing. No one ever wanted to shake things up. They wanted things to stay the same for that is the way they had been living for as long as anyone could remember. With change came the unprecedented fear that something terrible would happen as a result.

It was the hustle and bustle of such a small village did leave one breathless and forgetful on occasion if you didn’t pay attention to where you were going and why you were going there in the first place. If one was aimlessly walking in the morning time while the sun peaked into the valley, one might be trampled by those selling goods and merchandise. Some too expensive, and some not expensive enough and left you wondering whether you had been scammed or if you had gotten a good deal.

Aimless and mindless were surely your vibe this beautiful morning. You had nowhere to be, nothing to do or see and so you actually took your time to walk through the village during one of the busiest times of day. There was a variant of smells, some of which you happened to thoroughly enjoy. Fresh bread, springtime air, a small caddy on the corner before the village square that was selling freshly picked roses. Contrary to the flowers smelling divine, the actual vibrancy of the colors caught your attention and dwindled you to stay and admire them for longer than you had intended . Vivid reds, pastel pinks, yellow whites. It looked as if these flowers belonged immortalized in a painting for the entire world to enjoy.

Smiling at the vendor who was a few feet to your right, you plucked a light, dusty pink rose out of one of the buckets full of water. It dripped down your fingers onto your wrist causing a small shudder to shoot down your arm. Miraculously, it looked as if a skilled painter had dipped their brush in the sky during dusk, mustered up enough color to splotch onto the petals of the flower. Some parts were darker than others, but all around, it was a very delicate and soft appearing flower.

“Beautiful.” You could hear someone behind you say. And without the need to turn around and see the speaker, you were already well aware of who it was. Probably looking at himself in the reflection of a window again, you snickered quietly. It was as if you could see the bright red uniform from your peripheral vision and it was already giving you a headache. Setting the flower back into the metallic bucket, you gave the vendor one more glance over and polite smile before drawing your attention to your left, with the unsuccessful hope of getting out of there without Gaston being connected at your hip.

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Voice Actors Needed!

I’m going to cut right to the chase here: I need voice actors.

The Collection is a podcast in which 7 people are sent to find an object that’s giving unlimited power to everyone, especially those who least need more.

A few notes: Scripts for The Collectors are not finished yet, but on their way there. I also want some input from actors on certain things, which is why auditions are being held now. Also, if you audition, you will be held in mind for minor characters in the show, if you’re interested. So, Don’t worry if you really wanted to be a part of the show, because you still can be!

Read below the line for more information!

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Wedding in Hawaii || Part 3

hi. part 3 is here which is also the last i think. although i may or may not will write the bit when they go home and stuff bc of the airport pictures of harry with the glasses on and stuff. i might just carry on a whole story line with them, give a girl name and then when i have ideas i just write it with them two bc i like how in love they are and i’m sad lolololol. whatcha think?? also i hope you’ll enjoy this like you did with the other 2, it was fun to be fed so good this week by the king lmao. and as well lemme know what you wanna read, if you have any ideas please send them to me so i can think about them and make it happen sometime. lotta love, xoxo -b

Part 1Part 2



Keep your shit together, girl.

He is only wearing a whiteish-creamish coloured suit with a baby blue shirt.

You’ll be fine, honestly.

But then his tanned skin and bright smile, his amazing emerald eyes and his mind spinning scent!

Holy cow.

I was one lucky gal as I saw Harry coming out of the bathroom, fully dressed and ready to go. He washed his hair so his curls were all over the place but it was so sexy and adorable at the same time I honestly didn’t know how he managed it all.

“I swear I don’t know how I got so lucky,” he said as he walked over to me, sneaking his arms around me and kissing my neck right up to beneath my ear then across my jawline. “You look bloody stunning,” he complimented me which made my heart flutter and cheeks flush red.

I didn’t even realise I closed my eyes and my lips parted as he pressed open mouthed kisses on my skin and his hand was squeezing my bum here and there. Being so close to him just allowed me to inhale his typical Harry smell which yes indeed it included the minty flavour or scent or whatever of his chewing gum that never seemed to leave his mouth.

“I love your ass,” he whispered in my ear as he pressed a whole lot of new kisses onto my skin. “I also love you. Like crazy.”

“I feel like we’re on our honeymoon,” I chuckled then a sigh left my lips as he nibbled on my earlobe and dragged his tongue down the side of my neck. “You’ve gotta stop this, now.”

“Do I really?” he murmured into my skin as he held me closer to his body.

“Behave, mister,” I said weakly, not being able to control myself as he took over me just by kissing my neck and gripping my ass.

How was he doing this?

“Alright-alright,” he gave in as he pulled away. His usual side smirk was still on his face then he laughed which caused his eyes to crinkle and his dimples to deepen in his cheeks. “I’d love to come back here with you for, like, a month.”

“Are you crazy?” I looked at him with wide eyes as I took my phone out of my bag. “I don’t have the expenses to afford a whole month in Hawaii.”

“I’ll pay it,” he shrugged like it was no big deal. Which I understood. He was a multibillionaire. Of course he could afford it.

He could’ve bought the entire island if he wanted to with all the money he had.

“Alright, whatever,” I laughed it off as I walked past him. “You can’t just say stuff like this. I hate it when you pay for all my stuff. You didn’t let me pay for my own plane tickets because you wanted us to fly first class.”

“So what’s wrong with that? I can afford it. I want to buy things, nice things, for you; I want to spend my money on you. I love you, of course I spoil you.”

“You spoil me too much, though. You don’t have to win me over with your money you have already won me over with your personality and I just want you to know that you are enough for me. You are an amazing man, I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend than you and I truly mean that from the bottom of my heart.

You honestly make me go crazy, like, absolutely nuts. I cannot keep my hands off of you and I think you already know this but I can’t stop looking at you either. You are honestly the greatest, kindest, most humble guy I have ever met in my life and I’m so freaking grateful to have you. I’m so damn blessed.”

His eyes kept looking into mine as I rambled on about how much I loved him or something along those lines. I didn’t even know what I was saying because the words just left my mouth and I was hoping and praying that nothing silly was spoken by me.

“Right, this is final,” he said slowly as he nodded and swallowed. “I am for sure, like, 100% taking you to Hawaii for a whole month and I am paying it all. We are flying first class and you will not bring any money, not even your bank card. Like I am literally going to pay for everything for you.”

“Like hell you will! Calm your tits, pal. Just cause I tell you how much I love you and how amazing you are, which you should know anyway, doesn’t mean that you can just become my sugar daddy. I am not giving you sugar for money although it comes in handy sometimes…” I joked around which caused him to laugh with his head back and hand on his stomach.

It was the prettiest view and the most angelic sound I have heard that day. I loved making Harry laugh and smile and happy.

He deserved the best and I was determined to give him the best. Even if I couldn’t be considered as the best.


The dinner was on the beach, the sun was still up so it gave us enough light to see each other and be able to have food outside. It was lovely as we heard the tides of the sea crashing on the sandy shore and the slightly salty yet extremely fresh smell filled my lungs.

Harry was sitting on my right side while Lily was on his left side, talking his ear off which I found rather funny. Especially when he could barely control himself so his hand gripped my thigh a bit firmer as his it was resting there.

He leaned over to me when the little girl got up from the table and left with her mum to go somewhere, his nose slightly nuzzling against mine as a quiet sigh escaped his lips.

“If we ever have a daughter I do not know how I’ll cope,” he said chuckling and I joined him. He pressed his lips against mine in a soft kiss and pulled away just to do it again several times after the first one. “I love you.”

“I love you,” I smiled as my eyes fluttered open just to look right into his shining green ones.

Before I fully moved away from him I kissed his cheek which caused him to blush a little and I found that adorable. I didn’t know why he blushed whenever I kissed him but I loved it like I loved him.

“What would you like to name our daughter?” I asked him suddenly as we were both leaning back in our chairs, the people at the table were all in deep conversation about something.

“Hmmm,” he hummed, putting his elbow on the arm of the chair he was sitting on as he leaned his chin against the side of his index finger. “I don’t know, I think-, we are most probably going to change it right as she’ll be born. Y’know how random we are,” he laughed.

“Right I think we would and will probably end up doing that,” I agreed. At that point I didn’t realise we were talking like it is going to happen but to be honest we had a good relationships and I didn’t see anything that could possibly damage our bond in the near future.

Anything’s possible for us. We have the chance to create a family together in the future and that makes me excited.

“But, urm, something special I think,” I said finally, after he thought about it a bit. “I’d definitely want something for her that would suit her and a name that would be special and unique.”

“As special and unique as Bear Payne or…” I grinned at him which caused him to widen his eyes and it was the funniest thing ever. Then I clocked on. I just shaded his best mate’s son’s name and I didn’t even mean to do that. “I mean that’s not actually what I wanted to say.”

“Oh my god,” he continued to laugh as he covered his mouth with his hand. Then he put the other one over his hand that was already on his lips and his whole body was shaking as he made fun of me making fun of Liam’s son’s name.

But I didn’t really.

I thought it was cute and of course a bit unusual but definitely unique. I think it was mainly his girlfriend who decided on the name so I can’t really give all the credit to Liam for giving his son the name he got in the end.

“Stop it, Harry,” I punched his arm with my fist but I didn’t actually hurt him. This got him though because he stopped and put on a fake hurt face which made me laugh. He was honestly so goofy and playful, sometimes it just made me wanna have kids with him as I wanted to see him with them. “So, what about our daughter’s name then, huh?”

“Okay, let’s talk like adults then,” he said as he cleared his throat and a big sigh left his lips. “I would probably like to call her, um, Maya or something.”

“Maya or something?” I asked back as my eyebrow arched up higher than I could have drawn it as I was getting ready.

“I like Maya, it’s, well, I think it’s different. What do you think? Do you like it?”

“I mean it’s a pretty name but I’m not too keen on it,” I told him my honest opinion. “I’d rather call her something more-, I don’t know. Something more umpfh if you get me?”

Umpfh,” he repeated. His eyes slowly looked into mine and I already saw his smirk growing bigger and bigger. Then before I knew it his head was leaned back and he was laughing his ass off. “Right, describe this umpfh for me, please, pretty girl.”

“You’re just making fun of me, you deserve no explanation,” I told him with a serious face expression but deep down I was dying from the laughter I had to hold back.

God why were we such a goofy and childish couple? We didn’t take anything seriously, we laughed most of the time that we spent together and basically we were both just a mess as soon as we saw each other or started talking.

We could be texting and when I type out that “I’m crying I can’t cope I’m pissing myself” I’m actually like that. Some people just text that stuff, I actually feel it and do it. I mean yeah, Harry is funny…

But I’m hilarious.

I think I laugh at my own jokes more than Harry does. But then again he laughs at his own jokes too. And sometimes we laugh at each other’s – well, okay, we laugh all the fucking time I don’t even know what I’m trying to say anymore.

We’re funny and end of.

random quotes from Super Best Friends play Final Fantasy XV

“I want him to just pick this thing [Carbuncle] up and eat it.”

“I remember that first trailer back when I was nine. This game took 85 years to come out.”

“Noctis looks like such an asshole I can’t stand it.”

In game: Find out what Gladiolus is weak to and let him have it.
Matt: “He’s weak to insults about his performance in the bedroom.”

“Prompto is the most boyband of them all.”

“When Noctis’s Papa Roach CD is done, the game is over.”

Patt: “I will rescue you buddy.” *revives Prompto*
Matt: “I rescued you with my magical boy hands.”
Patt: “My magical boy hands for my magical boy bands.”

“When teaming up with your buddies nobody can stop the amount of dicks you draw on each others faces.”

*seeing Ifrit in the first cutscene*
Patt: “The fact that it’s a perfect naked man that will not leave his chair–”
Matt: “I feel like at the end of my life that’s what I’ll be fighting. And I will fail.”

*imitating Regis* “So your boybands doing shit huh, what, you’re gonna go on tour?”

“Gladio can you please button up your shirt it’s distracting everyone.”

“Gladiolus looks like he’s from The Bouncer. In fact he might be from The Bouncer for all we know.”

“Gladiolus and Ignis look like that one guy from The Bouncer in the cactaur outfit put into two people.”

*Matt, imitating Regis again* “Remember Noctis, every moment you live is a disappointment for me.”

“And please… do something about your hair. It’s a constant embarrassment.”

*Patt, now imitating Regis* “You look like such an asshole, but, you’re my asshole.”

“It would really suck if he was doing the deed with Lunafreya, and he yells out some other dumb girls name in the Final Fantasy universe. Like ‘Oh! Yunalesca!’ and she’s like ‘Who the fuck is Yunalesca?’ ”

Matt: “Push the fucking car losers!”
Patt: “Push the car, and make sure that Gladio’s butt is the one that’s really in center there.”

“Why is Prompto always on the floor?”

“Wait, I don’t wanna play as Gladiolo– Gladiyolo, god–”

*after seeing Noctis summon his weapons* “No wonder she’s getting married, she probably saw that and went ‘Yes!’ ”

*sees Ignis walk off in the background* *Matt bursts into laughter* “Ignis is just like ‘fuck it I’m out of here!’.”

“I’m seeing photos people are posting of these guys taking selfies with themselves walking around in the background.”

Patt: “I just did a backflip slash for no reason, other than I think Noctis thought it was cool.”
Matt: “Well it’s because he knew Prompto was watching.”

“That should be the Logo of our channel – stop bitching, start killing.”

*Prompto starts singing the FF victory tune* “AHH!!– AH YEAH! ALL RIGHT, YOU WON ME OVER!”

*Ignis explains the Crownsguard attire* Patt: “Oh, so that’s why. They’re forced to dress boyband.”
Matt: “Or forced to dress like they just raided a Hot Topic.”
Patt: “It’s the law… So the King, that King? [Regis] Was like ‘everyone has to dress like this in my army’.”
Matt: “Okay, you know what? Fair enough. I never realize that.”
Patt: “That King is the weirdest old man in the world.”

*imitating Regis* “I want all the hot boys to dress in leather in my army.”

“Cindy, and one of these guys, I wanna help that along.”

Matt: “You know what this place [Hammerhead] needs!? It need one of those big inflatable floaty guys!”
Patt: “And it should be a cactaur.”
Matt: “Yeah! OH!! That makes me so excited!”
Patt: “There might be in here, who knows?”

“Why aren’t your lips moving Ignis?”

My best friend’s girl (Chapter 6)

(Steve Rogers x Reader) (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

This story is nearing it’s end, I think the next chapter might be the last one (7 often seems to be my magical number for some reason)

Thank you all for reading this fic and giving it so much love. This will not be the last story I write that involves Steve and Bucky ;)

Story: Bucky’s been in cryo for a year now, during that time you and Steve have grown closer together. You both want more but are scared to give into your feelings, until one night…

You and Steve arrive home after the party, both crippled by guilt when you find Bucky in the kitchen waiting for you.

No warnings for this chapter, this is just one big Angst fest. I’m sorry…


Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5


My best friend’s girl (chapter 6)

You hadn’t spoken a word since Steve had abruptly pushed you out of his arms after your close encounter in the elevator.

It was a gentle but firm push and it cast you both back into reality and wishing there was a way to turn back the clock.

But there was no way to take back what you did.

Steve had been giving you the silent treatment ever since. He opened the car door to let you step outside and followed you up to his apartment.

When you were close to his door you slowed down your steps.

‘Maybe I should…maybe I should just spend tonight at my place,’ you hesitated.

‘No,’ Steve insisted,’ If I know Bucky at all he will be up waiting for you.’

You knew Steve was right. And for a second the thought of Bucky waiting up to see you brought a smile to your face, but then reality hit and suddenly you were fighting tears.

‘Steve,’ your voice broke.

‘Hey, stop it, okay,’ he turned to face you and carefully took your hand in his,’ You can do this, everything will be fine.’

You nodded your head firmly. You wanted to believe him so badly, believe everything could still go back to normal and all three of you could come out of this unharmed. But how could it?

You slept with Bucky’s best friend, not once but twice now. There was no excuse for the second time.

Nothing would ever be fine again.

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The End

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Emma grabbed Killian’s hand under the table as she held him tightly. She had so much she wanted to say to him, so much of which she didn’t know how to form words about.

She felt like she was a mess inside, so much was racing through her mind and she didn’t know what to do.

“Are you alright, love?” Killian asked her softly, as he held her tightly in return, “Do you want to step outside for a moment.”

She nodded, as he read her mind. She needed a moment to gather her thoughts in the wake of the final battle, not having been able to comprehend entirely what it meant to her and for her happiness.

He made their excuses, before gathering her by placing an arm around her shoulders and leading her to the front of Granny’s where she had kissed him for the first time with the intention of pursuing a relationship with him. So much had seemingly changed since then, and she could barely process it all.

“What’s the matter, Love?” he asked her, seating her down beside him on the bench.

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Sidney Crosby #1

First Sid of many, feel free to send me requests :)

Word Count: 1,565

Originally posted by jonnytaze19

Mania. That’s the one word you’d use to explain the world you were living right about now. Even from down the hallway you could hear the cheers from the away team dressing room. There were people everywhere you looked, shoulders bumping with strangers who wore the same grin that you had on your face while you turned to walk into the dressing room. 

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New Girl

Request: Monty imagine where theres a new girl at school and the jocks bet him he cant get with her, but then he gets to know her and starts to fall for her and slowly notices himself changing omg (((’:

a/n; you guys came through with these Monty requests wow

Word Count: 591

Pairing: Montgomery De La Cruz X Reader

Y/N’s P.O.V

I looked up from my lunch tray, seeing someone sitting across from me out of the corner of my eyes. “Can I help you?” I finally found my voice after I realized Montgomery was sitting in front of me. I’ve only been here for a month, but I’ve heard stuff about him, and we’ve bumped into each other a couple of times. 

“Just thought I’d say whats up.” He stated. glancing behind me for a second, I whipped my head around and saw his friends staring at us. As soon as they saw me look, they ducked down, acting as if they were eating and talking. “Um, why?” I responded, looking back towards him. 

“That sounded harsh, but, you’re not exactly the type of guy that just sits down and starts a conversation with the new shy girl.” I pointed out when he looked at me, searching my face for any kind of indicator on what I thought. He shrugged, “I figured I’d start now.” 

“You’re on the baseball team right?” I cracked a smile, he nodded slowly, unsure on why I was asking. “I love baseball, it’s my dad and I’s thing.” He grinned at that, “you should come to the game tomorrow.”


It’s been three months since that fateful day in the cafeteria, and I’ve never been more happy in my life, he’s different now, in a good way. 

Picking up my phone I smiled, “hey.” I sat up on my bed as I heard him and the guys talking. “Monty-” I cut myself off when I heard what they were talking about. “It was just a bet man, you don’t have to stay with her.” Bryce snickered, I felt my heart crushing. “You must have been real smooth at lunch that day.” Someone else chimed in, but I couldn’t quite figure out who was. 

Before I could hear Monty’s response, the phone cut off.


I stood, arms crossed, next to the bleachers as Monty started walking over to me. The game had just finished, of course they won, and I was happy, for my friends, not for him. I saw his smile falter when I didn’t start running over to him like always, “you okay, baby?” He mumbled, going to place a hand on my waist but I slapped it away. He yanked his hand back, looking at me in shock, “what the hell was that?” He raised his eyebrows.

I stalked off, waiting behind the bleachers, out of everyone’s sight for the most part, he followed of course, confused on my behavior. “Y/N-” “Was I a bet?” I snapped, he froze, looking at me in total shock. “How did you find out?” I scoffed at his question, “so I was.” I remarked. He tried to shake his head, but I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth, biting down on it hard. Trying to keep it from trembling. 

“Baby, I’m-” “Don’t ‘baby’ me, Montgomery.” I hissed, wiping at the tip of my nose, “I can’t believe I thought you actually cared about me.” I whispered, shaking my head as my eyes glazed over. “No, no, Y/N I do care, I care a lot.” He followed me as I started walking towards the parking lot. “It sounds fake, I get it, we started as a bet, but it’s not a bet to me anymore, I like you, a lot.” He slowed to a stop as he reached me. 

I didn’t move as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders from behind me, I nodded slightly, “okay.”


Luke Alvez Drabble

Requested: Yes. @milkandcookies528 : 24 and 41 with luke please!!!😘

Prompts: 24. “Just play along.” 41. “You call that a kiss?”

Walking down the street and to your local coffee shop wasn’t usually a thing that you looked forward to. Almost every single time you’d get yelled at with crude comments about your body and you were highly objectified. Today was no different, except the guy actually followed you into the coffee shop. “I’m not interested,” you spoke confidently, as the man continued to harass you whilst you were ordering your usual. “If you just give me your number baby girl, I won’t disappoint.” the disgusting man continued to speak as you sighed and tried to ignore his comments.

“Hey, babe!” a voice spoke behind you, which caused both you and the man to turn around. You shot the handsome man a confused look, as he raced over to you and placed his arm around your waist. “There you are, you’re late for our breakfast date,” he spoke out pulling you into a hug, subtly whispering in your ear. “Just play along,” you smiled and tightened your grip on his toned body as he turned back to the man that was still staring. He looked back down at you and placed a simple kiss on your lips, his hands cupping your face. The man was long gone before you broke the kiss, and you grabbed your coffee from the counter before swivelling back around to the tall man that had just saved you from a whole lot of cat-calling. “Thank you, you literally just saved me from that guy,” you whispered looking down at your feet. “No worries. I’m Luke, by the way,” he spoke, taking your hand in his, shaking it lightly. “Y/N.” you smiled as he stared at your features. “I’m not going to lie, you’re handsome and all but… you call that a kiss?” you smirked up at the man as he gave you a light chuckle, “Well, maybe if you let me take you out to dinner sometime, I can show you how I really kiss.” he smoothly replied, causing you to smile. “I’d like that,” you replied walking with him, exiting the coffee shop, before parting ways.

ivy-raven  asked:

So, a prompt! First, do you write for IronPanther and StarkQuill pairings? If yes, I might be back with more prompts for them, but I'd really like Stuckony where HYDRA sent the WS to kill Tony before launching Project Insight, so he can't somehow stop it at the last minute, as heroes are wont to do. He's sent UC in SI, because that's the only way to get close, but Tony, exhausted, trips and twists his ankle in front of him and dozens of witnesses, so he can't kill him yet. (1/2)

He’s forced to pick him up and take him to the med bay, being the security guard and visualy strongest. But he’s desperatly touch starved, and really like touching/carrying Tony, and he smelled so good and was really nice to him, so he decides Tony must absolutely never die and tells him everything, declaring himself his new bodyguard. Steve/Tony is established, and both are aware of Bucky’s feelings for Tony (before and after regaining memories) so they invite him into their relationship. 2/3

And Bucky is super confused, like, punk, we’re already in a relationship?? Keep up? And picks Tony up and takes his two fellas on a date! - ok, that was super long and detailed, sorry about that! I can just imagine it and it’s so cute! You don’t have to include all the elements, I realize it’s a lot, I just really need touch-starved Bucky imprining on Tony and the ‘we’re already dating, punk’ scene! Thanks so much! (3/3)

Haha, this is adorable! How sweet. :) I do not write StarkQuill. In fact I’ve never even seen Guardians of the Galaxy! I should get on that, haha. I can write IronPanther though. I hope this lives up to your expectations! Keep an eye out for under the cut!

This work can also be found on my Ao3 here.

The Asset had barely even touched his gun when the Mark tripped and went down in a flail of limbs and loose papers. He had to fight a sigh. Some might think the clumsy marks would be easier to kill, because it could be made to look like an accident, but actually it was much harder—they were more likely to accidentally dodge attempts on their lives.

The Mark sat up, looking shocked. “Ow.”

“Sir?” one of the secretaries called, standing from her desk. “Mr. Stark, are you okay?”

“I think so?” The Mark pressed his palms to his eyes, letting out a sigh that betrayed deep exhaustion. “Yeah.” He took her hands when she offered them to him and pulled himself up, letting out a little noise of pain as he finally stood. “Ow!”

The secretary began patting him down, concerned. “What? What’s wrong?”

The Mark batted her hands away. “I’m fine, Ms. Carmichael. Just a twisted ankle.”

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What Matters To Me

Requested by an Anon:I keep missing when you open for requests due to time zones so I hope it’s ok if I get in early :) could you do one where the reader and jax are really flirty and obv like each other and the guys all take bets on when they’ll get together. 

Triggers: Implied smut. infertility 

AN: Sorry, not sorry that it’s so long!

I pulled into the lot at TM after a hellish work week, I hadn’t seen the guys in two weeks. I was looking forward to spending some time with my friends and family. I was reaching into the back of the car, when I was left off of my feet, I let out a squeal of surprise, then I went flying. 

Jax tossed me over his shoulder, carrying me across the lot. I smacked his ass. “Put me down Jackson, I can walk!” I laughed. I let out another squeal when I felt his hand smack my ass. 

“No I’m afraid you’re a flight risk! I haven’t seen for two weeks, you’re damn lucky Ma didn’t send out a search party! Besides we’re having a drink!” He laughed carrying me into the clubhouse, dumping me on one of the couches. Bringing me a beer over, he sat down next to me. “Where have you been?”

“Some of us have real jobs, and can’t ride around on bikes all day being a menace to society.” I slapped at his chest laughing when he frowned at me.

“You better respect your VP!” He raised his eyebrows and smirked at me.

I busted out laughing, standing up, I held out my hand, helping him up. “Come on Prince, I’m going to beat your ass at pool.”

“Oh you’re on darli’n!” He kissed my forehead as he stood up and dragged me over to the pool table. 

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i’ve been on a gaster kick lately, so i sorta went with it??? what can i say, i just really love this sad, void man lmao. (btw some of the images have caption!)

also included some pre-core gaster! i’ve decided that i like the idea of my gaster being sans’ and papyrus’ father. for the longest time it was a toss up between him being their older brother, or being their dad, but the latter won me over in the end haha. 

Doped Up (Ethan x Reader)

Summary: Request from anon: “Could you write something based off of the twins video when they had their wisdom teeth removed and their girlfriend tags along? Maybe you could write one for each twin?“
Word Count: 1,656
Warnings: None, just Ethan naming boobs and being emotional.
A/N: I couldn’t wait to write this, it was just way too funny. I rewrote it a bit, so it won’t be exactly like the real video. Hope you like Ethan’s version! xx

“And… recording.” You said as you hit the button, pointing the camera at Grayson. He grinned from where he was sitting in the waiting room, bouncing his knee up and down in anticipation.

“Dude, Ethan is gonna be so far gone,” Gray said to the camera and you laughed quietly in response. “I can’t wait.”

“Do you think he’ll be worse than you were?” You asked curiously.

“I have no idea, I feel like he will be.”

His eyes were shining in excitement and he had a smile on his face. That face had been stuck on his face since you had picked them up this morning, never faltering as you vlogged the way over to the office. Ethan had been a bundle of nerves, expressing his fear of saying something that he’d regret. But you had quickly reassured him that whatever bad thing he said would be edited out, glaring at Grayson who was laughing.

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Noteable highlights of tonight’s D&D game:
  • The group defeated my begourder (beholder pumpkin creature of my creation) with it only managing to land a SINGLE ray and it was just the telekinetic one.  Spotswood (halfling cleric) got the HDYWTDT? on it and exploded it with radiant energy causing mooshy pumpkin to get smeared all over everything.
  • Spotswood also acted like a walking bug zapper as twig and needle blights kept running through the radius of his spirit guardians spell and getting vaporized on contact (I didn’t roll a single successful WIS save)
  • During this fight, Ferari (half-elf rogue) rolled a nat 1 on an attack with his bow.  He lied down prone on his back on the roof he was on “I’d like to use my bonus action to hide my shame.”
  • Bug (half-orc monk) had turned into wererat last session but was able to control it.  The party now knows he’s a furry.
  • Bug: Oh yeah it’s SOOO COOOL to hate lycanthropes UNTIL YOU MEET ONE, HUH?
  • The party waited no less than 10 seconds after the battle to foist the plans for a statues the town should build in their honor on the town leader and his UNCONCIOUS WIFE
  • Spotswood used thaumaturgy AT JUST AFTER MIDNIGHT to make his voice 3 times louder and yell “WE SAVED YOUR TOWN…. YOU’RE WELCOME!!!” after the fight
  • The party proceeds to dunk on the town leader and the town’s location, again, maybe only 10 minutes after the fight was won.  Also they improve on their town statue plans by adding a plan for a secret compartment to put the ritual scroll in.
  • We have a heated debate over pineapple on pizza during the break.
  • Ferari tries to convince Spotswood, a man who is older than him and who’s only known him about 10 days, to pose as his son.  They look nothing alike.  Spotswood points this out.  Ferari says they can workshop the idea. (Me: You basically just asked this guy to call you daddy what the HECK)
  • Ferari and Titan (human fighter) have a heated whisper-conversation about Bug’s SECRET LYCANTHROPHY IN FRONT OF EVERYONE.  Luckily everyone rolled SUPER LOW to notice.
  • The town scraped together 150 gp to thank the group and Spotswood proceeded to dump the contents out onto the table immediately after getting the pouch and right in front of the guy who gave it to him (He played it off like he was just pouring it out to split between the party but OH MY GOD)
  • Ferari got to hold the baby he attempted to steal four session ago.  He melted into a puddle of cute goo inside at this because the baby was so goshdarn cute.
  • Rhogar(copper dragonborn bard) made a bunch of “lik the bread”-like poems about the party.  It was beautiful.
  • Spotswood’s favored spell is quickly becoming calm emotions and his favored target for this spell is quickly becoming HIS OWN PARTY.
  • The group pondered whether stuffing the chicken pot (magic pot that can pull forth live chickens) full of seasoning or water would allow the live chickens to come out pre-seasoned or boiled.  They decided it was a bad idea.
  • Also all the chickens they have pulled out of the pot this day have had a bell tied to a leg.  Weird.
  • Also Ferari just nonchalantly broke all 7 chickens’ necks as they were pulled from the pot.
  • Spotswood being asked to burn a 3rd level create food and water spell to make food seasoning.  (this spell created 45 lbs of food and 30 gallons of water).  They ended up creating 5 lbs of spices and the rest was bread and cheese and the water turned to weak-ass ale because Ferari kept changing his mind on what Spotswood should make as he’s casting it.
  • Spotswood (about the weak ale): My goddess said no to the alcohol.
  • Ferari attempting to attach small bells to a creepy undead hand he named Wizard he’s trying to keep as a pet.  The hand attacked him and they almost had a fight.
  • The group trying to coax Mary into talking about her gf.  Mary is SUPER flustered by this.
  • Spotswood contemplates using thaumaturgy to yell “GOODBYE AND YOU’RE WELCOME” at the town before they leave… only to walk outside to the village all waiting to say goodbye to them already.
  • After the party does a quick check-in to tie up some loose plot ends with sending just outside the town, Spotswood DOES used thaumaturgy to yell “THANKYOUBYEEEEE
  • Mary the barmaid rolls a nat 20 survival check to help lead the group to the next big town.  She basically becomes GPS.
  • Rhogar’s past comes up as they approach the next town and everyone notices, but only Spotswood rolls high enough insight to try and ask Rhogar about it.  They play go fish instead because Rhogar keeps deflecting.  We find out Spotswood doesn’t have a super detailed backstory he was just super unlikable and ended up wandering around on his own when his church kicked him out.
  • Ferari and Titan go to see a smith to get some manacles silvered.  My players are only mildly impressed that I spent time researching how to silver something without electricity.  (Me: I hope you’re happy I did a bunch of research on silvering– @saltpix : Oh wow that must have taken you 20 minutes!  Me: Hey, it took a LONG TIME to find stuff on silvering that WASN’T electroplating!  @saltpix : So 30 minutes?  Me: A bird poops on Spotswood)
  • Ferari is accidentally racist for the second time this campaign.
  • Titan buys 2 daggers, 5 hand axes and a glaive.  The party is worried.
  • Bug and Mary find a mapmaker who tries to sell them some Very Fine Vellum Maps~.  Bug immediately declines, buys a cheap paper print version and crushes the man’s dreams.
  • Bug impersonates Ferari when going to rent horses.  He does well on the impression but doesn’t know if he did well on the rental.
  • The group is led by a very nervous Rhogar to a cheap inn, where Mary feels unsafe and Bug makes a friend with the bartender.  There’s only one tiny two-bed room available so Spotswood sleeps in the chest at the foot of the bed.
Come a Little Bit Closer (Spoiler Warning for GOTv2)

Peter Quill x Reader

Summary: After escaping from Planet Ego, Yondu survives and encourages you and Peter to finally admit your “unspoken thing”

Warning: Swearing

Originally posted by mintpilot

“That was a close call” Peter yelled as he flew onto the awaiting ship with Yondu- both of them wearing spacesuits.

“Hell yeah it was boy, nearly had my ass handed to me by that maniac” Yondu dusted off his jacket and called Kraglin in to get a report on the ship.

“Peter! Are you okay?” you rushed up to your fellow Terran and checked him over for injuries.

“I`m okay Y/N” he pulled you to him and his eyes reassured you but behind his look was relief and sadness.

“Who knew my Dad was a fucking psycho?” he asked you.

“I told ya Pete, he was a creepy motherfucker when he told me to pick up kids from different planets. I am so glad I didn’t take you to him” Yondu patted Peter on the back as the rest of the team gaped at the revelation that Yondu saved Peter.

Peter didn’t say a word, just went up to his mentor and hugged him.

“Whatcha playing at kid” Yondu complained but hugged back.

The next couple of days were spent recovering from the trauma and treating wounds so you all decided a stop on Knowhere for a much needed night off.

“Whew, I am ready to get laid” Kraglin cracked his knuckles and checked his hair in the Milano`s paint.

“Laid down? Where?” Drax asked and Rocket rolled his eyes.

“On a bed. With a woman” Rocket quipped and chuckled at the gasp from Mantis.

“I wish I was on a bed with a man” she confessed.

“Maybe one day, if you wear a mask” Drax replied.

“Drax! What the hell dude?” you poked him for saying that to a woman.

“Let`s go get fucked” Yondu raised his arm to move us forward to the bars.

“I am Groot” came the small voice from Peter`s shoulder.

“You`re too young” Peter replied and patted the small tree who huffed and crossed his arms.

The bar choice was limited in Knowhere as most places had nightly murders.

“This one is semi-reputable” Gamora announced.

“Oh yeah, they only have a weekly murder” Rocket sassed, pushing you along as you hesitated.

“You know there are times when I regret joining you weirdos” you sigh.

“You`re with us because you couldn’t resist being with another Terran, especially a hot one” Peter winked.

“Oh yeah that`s why” you laughed.

“I wish they would just get together” Yondu nudged Kraglin who nodded.

“I may have an idea” Rocket said, winking.

“What ya winking at Rockie?” you teased.

“Damn it, wrong eye” he huffed.

“Racoons” you and Peter said at the same time.

The next couple of hours were spent with Peter at the bar, drinking weirdly named cocktails and playing a weird form of darts.

“What the fuck is this game?” Peter threw the exploding dart to the other board- yes there are two boards.

“Right, let`s plug this shit in” Yondu commanded as Kraglin worked the speaker Rocket made for fight soundtracks.

Music from Peter`s Zune came out of the speakers to fill the bar.

“What the hell?” you looked across the room to see Peter heading over to Yondu, Kraglin and Rocket who were messing around with the Zune.

In a little cafe, just the over side of the border, she was just sitting there giving me looks that made my mouth water

Peter and Yondu argued from the other side and eventually one of them won as Peter began to dance in the middle of the room.

“Ugh just dance with him Terran” Gamora pushed you slightly.

You looked back at her in shock but made your way over to the fellow human…well former half human.

Come a little bit closer your my kind of man, so big and so strong

Peter pulled you to him and swung you around, holding you closer as the song went on.

“Pete” you laughed as he moved you both around the makeshift dance floor.

“I need to deal with this unspoken thing” he sighed.

“What unspoken thing?” you coughed.

“I love you” he declared, bringing you back to him and you stopped dancing.

“What?” you choked out and he swallowed his nerves.

“I have loved you since I first saw you beat the shit out of that Ravenger. Then my father was going to use you against me, that sick fucker knew I loved you and nearly killed you because of it…I still feel sick thinking about it. Yondu finally told me to grow some balls and tell you how I felt as he said life was too short. He’s right and I should have told you before that shit storm…I love you” he finished with a small smile and nervous eyes.

“I love you too you idiot. Please don’t think you are you’re father, he was a maniac and I don’t know how he was a part of creating such an amazing man. Don’t doubt yourself my love, you are a hero” you pulled him close and kissed him softly.

“Both humans will procreate with their own species” Drax applauded.

“I feel a strong sexual love and I am not even touching them” Mantis nodded.

“Is Mary Poppins a matchmaker too?” Yondu asked.

“Yes” you laughed and kissed Peter again.

“He`s Mary Poppins y`all” Peter chuckled against your lips.

“Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious” you replied and Peter guffawed.

“Super-what?” Yondu looked confused and Kraglin distracted him with another drink.

“I am Groot” a small hand tugged on your leg.

“Yes, finally” you picked him up and placed him on your shoulder as Peter pulled you closer.


anonymous asked:

Can you do fics for Hanzo and genji (separate pls) where their shy self-conscious s/o takes them to their childhood home and they see an old picture of their s/o in their prom dress when they were 16? Sorry if this is weird

Totally not weird. If anything it seems super cute, so honestly, totally up for it. Hope its what you were looking for


Slowly you pushed open the door to your house, the door making an audible creak. Peeking inside, you listened and let out a breath at the quiet that met you. It looked like your parents weren’t home…that made you happy. Obviously it was inevitable…especially as your boyfriend INSISTED on meeting them…but at least there would be a little longer before your parents embarrassed you.

“Okay, its safe to go in,” you said, turning and blushing as you faced your boyfriend. Hanzo Shimada stared down at you with one eyebrow raised, and you knew what he was going to ask. “I just…want time to show you around before they get back, that’s all.”

“I do not want to disgrace your clan-,” Hanzo started by saying for the millionth time but you cut him off.

“No no, you won’t disgrace me or my family, Hanzo. I promise, you are literally everything they could want my boyfriend to be,” you promised, unable to help smiling as he looked skeptically at you. Walking inside, you took off your shoes and watched him come in, playing with a lock of your hair as Hanzo looked around.

“It is…,” Hanzo murmured, as if trying to find the word. Tucking his shoes in the corner, he walked over slowly and took your hand. “Homey.”

“I thought you were going to say small,” you teased gently, knowing his home was much, much larger. You saw Hanzo notice you twiddling with the piece of your hair.

Taking that hand before pulling you close and sliding his arm around you, Hanzo pressed his lips against your forehead. “You only play with your hair when your nervous or worried. It will be fine, my love. Even if your parents did not approve of me, i don’t think i could ever be as selfless as to let you leave me,” Hanzo said calmly, a smile tugging at his lips.

You knew he was right. It would be fine…but he was going to meet your parents and it was so nerve wracking, and what if they embarrassed you or if Hanzo thought that it was a family he didn’t want to be a part of…

After a moment, you started the tour. “Lets go to the kitchen,” you suggested and you led him by the hand into a large, bright kitchen. Hanzo looked impressed as he slowly walked around it.

“Not as big as yours, huh?”

“No,” He agreed, “Mine is much bigger. But a kitchen this size is perfect.”

Hanzo started to walk past the fridge when something caught his eye. Frowning, you noticed him studying something and walked over. When you saw what it was, dread filled your stomach and you gasped in dismay. It was a picture of you from prom!

“No!” You gasped, reaching for the picture in hopes of destroying it or obscuring it from view. But Hanzo was faster, snatching it up and holding it out of reach as he studied it. “Don’t look! Please don’t look!”

Covering your face with your hands, you turned away. How could you have been so stupid? You knew you should have hid all the pictures…You were a bit awkward and gangly as a kid, not having really started to fill out until your later years of youth. Your prom dress had been red and you’d had braces…you couldn’t believe that he’d seen it.

After a moment you felt your hands tugged away. Sniffling, you looked up at him and started to speak, but felt a hot mouth press over yours, quieting you. The kiss was searing, one of his more passionate kisses that left you dazed and breathless.

Fingers twining in his ponytail, you finally managed to pull back. “I never wanted you to see that picture…” you whispered in embarrassment, looking away.

Two fingers lifted your chin and your eyes met his, full of love and lust. “Do not say that, beloved. You look exquisite, both then and now. I think it is cute, and my only outrage is that it was not me who took you to the dance,” Hanzo says matter-of-factly.

You couldn’t help the laugh that escaped you, because the serious face with which hanzo said it didn’t suite the tone. “Do you…really think so? I hated myself during highschool so much for looking so awkward…,” you whispered.

Shaking his head, Hanzo leaned down and pressed his forehead to yours. “Beloved, I have never lied to you before. And the thought that i wasn’t there to shower you in the praise and adoration you so clearly deserved is the only regret you should have, because i would claim you as mine in that picture in a heartbeat,” Hanzo said softly, and kisses you again rather hotly.

Needless to say, you didn’t finish the tour till much later. It’s just honestly lucky that your parents weren’t home for another two hours, because Hanzo decided to make good use of those counters…


“I win,” Genji said with a grin outside. The two of you were visiting your parents house for the weekend, and were currently playing basketball outside while your parents are out grocery shopping.

“You do not,” you say defensively, putting your hands on your hips. It had kind of surprised you when you learned your Japanese cyborg boyfriend could play basketball, but then again a man that flexible seemed capable of a lot of things.

For the last two hours you two had been competing with multiple different games. Soccer, tennis, video games, cooking…basketball was the latest. Genji was really good but each one had practically been a tie. Your boyfriend was positive he’d won though.

“I did too,” Genji said, grinning and walking over, passing you the ball.

Glaring, you crossed your arms and after a moment a thought crossed your mind. “How about this. One more game,” you said, only to hear him groan. “No complaining. Just one game of hide and seek. If you find me…i’ll admit you…won every round of every game,” you said, dramatically pretending you felt like throwing up at the thought. You almost did but you didn’t want to lose. And you knew this place better then anyone, even him.

Eyes alight, as his mask was off for the weekend, he grinned. “Your on,” Genji said, positive it would be an easy win. “Do you need a minute?”

Rolling your eyes, you started toward the house. “30 seconds,” You called and went. You could hear him very loudly counting outside and were just glad the nearest neighbors were five minutes away. Finding your special hiding spot on the middle floor, you covered your mouth as you let out a small giggle and made yourself comfy…this would be a bit.

Hearing the moment Genji entered the house, your cyborg boyfriend made no attempt to hide his presence as he ran through the house, playfully calling your name. You couldn’t help but feel smug, playing idly with the bottom of your shirt as you waited for the call of defeat.

Minutes passed and Genji ran in and out of the house in search of you.

At one point though you heard a loud thump that startled you. After a moment you called “Genji? Genji, are you okay?” You yelled. There was no answer. After a moment or two, panic set in a bit and at the risk of defeat, you went and started to search for him.

You found him in your room, your closet door wide open. It looked like the tower of photo albums that had been on the top shelf had fallen over and collapsed on top of him. Genji was sitting amongst a mess of pictures and books, staring at one picture in particular.

“Are you okay?” You asked worried, walking over and starting to clean up. “I started worrying when you didn’t answer…”

For a moment, he didn’t reply…until at last Genji looked up at you with a serene look of adoration. “I love you. I have mentioned that, yes?” Genji asks, and with the cutest pout he holds up a picture of you from prom.

The color drains from your face as you stare at the picture of you in a dark purple dress, standing beside a bunch of other much prettier girls. In the picture your freckles really stood out, and at the time you were a bit shorter and stockier in size.

“D-don’t look at that,” you said, grabbing it from him and shoving it in your pocket, looking down.

A frown covered his face. “But why? I think you look gorgeous,” Genji says and leans forward, peeking at your face.

Turning, you wouldn’t meet his eyes. “Don’t say that. I looked hideous. That’s why no boy would even ask me to prom. Its these stupid freckles…” You’ve always been self conscious of your freckles, how many there were and how they dusted your arms and face.

“Hey,” Genji said sternly, cupping your face. “Don’t say that. I love your freckles,” he said seriously. “I love your freckles and your smile and i love you. If i had been there, i would have been on my knees at your feet with how beautiful you looked.”

Sniffling, your eyes finally met his. “…You don’t mean that…” you whispered.

“Of course i do. You are my beloved,” Genji says, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips, before he presses tickly kisses along your jaw in hopes of getting a smile. You couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped you. “You will always be beautiful to me, inside and out.“

Crawling through the papers and books, you moved onto his lap and he clutched you in a close hug. It took a few minutes for your mind to settle and a few ‘Its okay, he still loves you’ thoughts in your head for you to calm down. With his fingers rubbing your back, it took you a few minutes to process what he said next.

“By the way, I found you. You can, ah, tell me how great i am whenever you feel like it,” Genji joked, and honestly?

Your boyfriend really was amazing.

Limitless (1)

Part 1

Description: You’re the leader of a group of fighters - OT9 EXO - and you’ve trained them. Five years later, you’ve never lost a fight with them by your side. But once it comes down to it, who’s first and who’s last?

Warnings: violence, vulgar language, S M U T (this is also like hella dramatic and you won’t understand any of it if you don’t read the prologue)

Word Count: 4,318

Pairing: Kim Jongin x Reader (featuring Yixing)

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ

You watched Jongin’s fight nervously. You were always nervous when Jongin was the one in the ring. The guy he was fighting was nearly twice his size and while you knew there wasn’t anything to worry about, you just wanted him to be okay.

“He’ll be okay.” Junmyeon said from his seat next to you. “He’s always okay.” You nodded at his reassurance, but it was still doing little to change your mind. You were worried for Jongin and there was nothing that was going to change that.

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Speed Date W/Okada

Originally posted by wrestlingsmarkmatty

This is a little short but I needed to update this series. I have plans for a longer second date Okada fic once I finish the first round of these. I can’t remember who recommended I write Okada with Gedo in this but whoever you are, THANK YOU. This was so much fun to write and I honestly can’t wait to write more of these two.

Part One w/Kenny Omega - Part Two w/Adam Cole

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