may the stars watch over you

In celebration of Halloween, I’ve compiled a list of horror films from several different sub-genres along with links to their respective IMDB pages. Please note that the films listed below may contain scenes that some find triggering, disturbing, or upsetting; if you have any concerns over a film’s content, I highly encourage you to research it prior to watching in order to make as informed a choice as possible. 

PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR: films that inspire fear and tension by creating an unsettling atmosphere.

FEMALE-CENTRIC FILMS: horror movies featuring women in starring roles outside of the “final girl” trope.

GRAPHIC HORROR: films containing depictions of extreme acts, like heavy violence, body horror, and gore. Not recommended for those offended or disturbed by explicit, potentially-upsetting media.

HORROR ANTHOLOGIES: also known as “portmanteau films”, these movies contain multiple short segments that are sometimes connected by a main plot.

THRILLERS: scary stories with a suspenseful plot.

MOVIE MONSTERS: horror films starring a variety of creatures, from vampires and werewolves to Lovecraft monsters and evil clowns.

HORROR CLASSICS: definitive movies from the pre-1970’s horror era.

SUPERNATURAL HORROR: all things paranormal, ghosts and ghouls.

OCCULT AND POSSESSION: movies with rituals, demons, and possessed souls.

ZOMBIES: a category encompassing everything from Romero’s undead to the living infected.

FOUND FOOTAGE: movies comprised of camera footage filmed by hapless characters.



“I couldn’t ask for a better group of friends to have in this room tonight, thank you so much for being here, all of you.” At his first ever solo show last night, Harry Styles spoke to the audience as if they were the organisers of his surprise birthday party rather than a crowd of strangers. But the intimacy felt appropriate: the former One Direction member is more familiar with Wembley Stadium and Madison Square Gardens than a tiny, sweaty room on the corner of Highbury and Islington roundabout.

On his Twitter feed, Styles announced at 8am on Saturday morning that a surprise gig would be taking place that evening at The Garage in London, ahead of his larger tour later this year to promote his debut solo album (the self-titled Harry Styles). Tickets were only available, for £10, if bought from the box office in person, and even then you could only buy one. All proceeds were to go to The Little Princess Trust, the charity that the singer donated his hair to last year, which provides wigs to children experiencing hair loss. Dedicated fans jumped out of bed seconds later to buy tickets, some still in their pyjamas.

The atmosphere inside was giddy as a result, ticket-holders delirious with luck. Styles, dressed in a frankly outrageous pink satin Gucci suit with embroidered dragons snaking up his thighs, seemed genuinely excited to be there too, telling the crowd he was “overwhelmed” by their support. “This is my first show in a long time. My first show ever. So it’s a night I won’t forget,” he said, adding “You might not be able to tell from my monotone voice, but I am having a great time.”

His years of experience in one of the music industry’s most polished pop bands are clear to see: for what was essentially a warm-up show, this was a sleek performance. Delivering his new album in its entirety, Styles was most impressive when letting loose on rockier, more upbeat tracks Only Angel and Kiwi (the latter saw women at the front form a mosh pit), or exuding Seventies sex appeal on Woman and Carolina.

Unlike at the rehearsal he held last week, he did not stage dive. “Let me tell you,” he explained of the much-reported calamitous attempt (which saw him knock a fan to the floor). “It doesn’t feel one third as cool as you think it does.”

As well as his solo material, Styles performed two other songs: an experimental riff on Kanye West’s “Ultralight Beam” and a much-loved One Direction track he has a writing credit on, “Stockholm Syndrome”. “You may or may not know the words,” Styles deadpanned, as the crowd screamed at the opening notes.

One of the loudest cheers of the entire event went not to the main man, but his drummer Sarah Jones, who has delighted Styles’s mostly female fanbase with her performances over the past few weeks. “Alright, that’s enough,” the star joked after introducing her. “That’s why she’s at the back.”

It’s a joy to watch Styles interact with a smaller crowd. He has a knowing, teasing relationship with fans, at one point asking the audience, “How you doing down there? You look very warm. There’s a smell…” But, this ribbing aside, his desire that everyone present have the best possible time was obvious, as he paused the show to check on a fan struggling with the heat, and sung Happy Birthday to another the front. It’s this combination of charm, ease, flamboyance, and an actually very good singing voice that sets Styles apart from his former bandmates and many of his peers. Could this be the rock star British pop music needs? - The Telegraph

Normal Horoscope:

Aries: When I asked for your fortune today, the stars gave me a coffee table book with a sword stabbed through it. Congrats!

Taurus: Two trains leave a station headed in opposite directions, one is travelling at 35m/s the other at 70m/s, after thirty seconds what is the distance between them? Write your answer on a piece of graph paper and set it alight during sunset. Show your work.

Gemini: Time will be green apple flavored today.

Cancer: You dropped a pen the other day, but a sprite noticed it and returned it to your pocket. Repay them soon with an offering of food or they will steal your teeth.

Cancer: The afterlife is the same as this one but its a sickass metal remix. Just you wait!

Leo: The ghost of an old sharpshooter sits in the belfry of the church. He watches over the bridges of your town. The glint of his rifle scope can be seen at sunrise.

Virgo: The world is played in a minor key but ultimately has optimistic lyrics. 

Libra: Death never knocks, they sort of barrel roll through the window and fireman carry you to the afterlife. Never expect the world to be as serious as you think it will be.

Scorpio: Gardens dont grow from wounds dear. Scars do. Scars are badass. 

Ophiuchus: The stars say cool halberd.

Sagittarius: You deserve the good shit. You may not be able to pay for the good shit, but you deserve it nonetheless. 

Capricorn: A great porcelain warship with a human heart. An excellent place for lunch.

Aquarius: If we evolved from monkeys than why are there still monkeys? I could beat a monkey in a fight just watch me. Bring me the finest chimp you have right now and we will throw down. Ill make sure we dont have monkeys anymore.

Pisces: Your guardian angel is rotten. But thats okay! She grows mushrooms on her skin now! Decomposers are an important part of any ecosystem.

dating peter parker and being tony stark's daughter would include:

ok so i kind of went overboard with this hahaha but i really enjoyed writing it!! also if this doesn’t focus enough on tony i’m sorry I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY WITH THE IDEA OF BOYFRIEND!PETER I APOLOGIZE kfndkdkdk. send me more of these cute headcanon ideas!!

— being properly introduced one day when you were at the tower doing homework on a sofa
— your dad coming in with his hand around peter’s shoulder, talking to him about germany
— you obviously know about all of the avengers stuff so you’re not too surprised
— he didn’t realize you were there listening to their conversation until you cleared your throat and stood up
— “oh, uh, hi y/n. y/n, meet peter parker. also known as spider-man.”
— “PETER PARKER? you’re spider-man? oh my god!!!”
— he was in a couple of your classes and you’d talked briefly but you never imagined that he could be the famous hero
— an awkward handshake ensued
— after your dad & him left, you couldn’t stop thinking about him

— peter started coming over to the tower more and more often, half because of his training and half because he wanted to see you
— doing homework and studying for tests together since you were in the same grade & both went to midtown
— soon it became a routine for peter to come over every wednesday & friday night

— after a while of doing this he finally got the courage to ask you on a proper date
— you said yes, but told him that you would probably have to sneak around your dad
— he didn’t want to upset tony, but he would do anything to spend more time with you :-)))))

— your first date was to midtown high’s school fair
— him buying tickets in advance and everything even though you said it wasn’t necessary
— it was autumn, so it was kind of chilly and he gave you his jacket
— both of you blushing profusely at the sight of you wearing it
— him winning you a huge teddy bear from the ring toss
— “since when did you have such perfect aim?” “radioactive spider bite, remember y/n?”
— SQUEEE going on the ferris wheel together oh my god
— him being so nervous, you both were, but the moment was so perfect
— taking his cheeks in your hands and leaning in
— his one arm wrapped around the back of the seat, the other placed on your knee
— MORE BLUSHING and giggling
— and holding hands omg
— ending the night with him swinging you up to your room in the tower
— it’s so picture perfect honestly
— BUT… your father was very suspicious and you had to lie your behind off in order for him to stop interrogating you about where you’d been
— he kind of figured that you were with peter but didn’t say anything

— okay, from then on you were basically the cutest couple ever
— holding hands under the table in class ALL. THE. TIME. whether it was to calm one of you down while talking or just to be in contact with each other
— you becoming close friends with michelle and ned!!!!! ot4!!!!
— sitting at lunch together and geeking out/doing hw/ just talking
— him walking you home. always.
— but then waiting like fifteen minutes before coming inside to talk to tony in order to “not get his ass kicked”
— he kept this up for a couple months before tony caught you guys holding hands under the blanket during movie night with the rest of the avengers
— him freaking out and scaring the crap out of the poor kid before calming down and just warning him
— “you hurt her, you’re outta here kiddo.”
— “y-yes sir. i would never.”

— texting non-stop
— having tons of inside jokes
— aunt may ADORES you. seriously, she loves you almost as much as peter does. and that’s A LOT.
— when peter wasn’t at the tower, you paid visits to him in queens often
— eating thai food and pizza with him and may
— watching star wars with him repeatedly, sitting close to him on the couch
— cuddling. and lots of it.
— sometimes when he’d get bored of the movie he’d seen so many times peter would lean over and kiss you
— his kisses were always soft and sweet
— he held you as if you were so fragile and he didn’t want to break you
— his web getting in your hair and all over your clothes but it was worth it
— “hey peter?” “mm?” “your butt looks really good in that suit.”

OKAY THIS WAS SO LONG I APOLOGIZE I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY LOL. i hope you enjoyed it 💖💝 i am fluffy peter parker TRASH.

FP Jones/Andrews Family/Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 1

Originally posted by juggyandbets

AN: It’s so awkward when nearly the whole fandom is in love with the teenage boys on the show and I’m over here obsessing over the DILFs and the girls of the show. So I wrote this to see who else adores the daddies of Riverdale. This will be a series so stick around for more if you love this serpent as much as I. 

Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent 

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 1,967

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic, none really

It all started when you were younger. Jughead’s Dad came over one night to talk to Jughead. Jughead was round for a sleepover with your younger brother Archie and FP came round because he had some news, about what, you didn’t know. But what you did know was in that moment you realised you were utterly attracted to your younger brother’s best friend’s Dad. That was the moment you knew you were screwed.

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Best Friends || Peter Parker Imagine

Word Count: 1,850

Requests: Hiiii! Could you pretty please do a Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x reader, where she, Peter and Ned are best friends in high school and Ned is the first one to notice Peter has a total crush on her. Fast forward to noticing she feels the same and trying to get them together? Bonus points for Spiderman? Thank youuuu 😘😘 @betty234

ahhh i’m in love with your blog!!! also very much in love with spider-man (tom holland….) soooo if you’re still taking requests, would you write one about peter parker being your best friend but obviously both of you like each other so you go do “couple-ish” things like cuddling while watching movies, etc. but one day you go out shopping (him carrying your bags whilst trying on clothes haha) and something happens so he has to go fight crime but ends up coming back, etc., fluffy/cute. ty! xx

A/N:I tried my best

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Y/N looked around the cafeteria looking for her best friends, Peter and Ned. She has been friends with them ever since the 4th grade when they took her to the nurse’s office after she scraped her knee at recess. They instantly clicked and have been inseparable since.

She spotted a head of light brown locks(i swear his hair is slightly reddish though), Peter Parker. Y/N walked up to the table that him and Ned are sitting at, clutching the now wrinkled paper in her hand. “Guys! I passed my math test!” She squealed as she sat down in front of the boys. Ned smiled. “That’s great! What grade did you get?” He asked with the smile still there.

“I got a 97! Ms. Busch said I got the best grade in the class.” She said still grinning. “You should be thanking me for helping you study.” Peter said with a cheeky smile on his face. “Why thank you Peter Parker,my knight in shinning armor, for helping me not fail the worst class in the world.” Y/N stated dramatically. Ned started dying with laughter even though it wasn’t that funny.

“So, what’d you guys do over the weekend?” She asked as she started eating the food off of Peter’s plate.

“I watched all of the Star Wars movies. It was awesome.” Ned told. “What about you Pete?” Y/N asked again.

“What? Oh, I-I went to the movies with…. with my Aunt! Yeah, yeah with May.” Peter answered awkwardly. Ned looked at him with a ‘dude, your'e such a fucking liar’ look, on his face. “Well that’s cool. What movie did you see?” Y/N asked while having a look of confusion on her face due to Peter’s sudden awkwardness. “Well, that’s the thing, it was some chick flick. I don’t really remember the name.” Peter lied. It’s not like Peter could tell her that he was busy beating bad guys up and getting his ass beat as his alter ego, Spider-Man.

The three of them continued talking about random nothings until they heard the bell ring, signalling the end of the lunch period. The three of them started heading to their next class, Chemistry, which they gladly had together. Y/N walked to the class and put her backpack on the lab table with her head on top, groaning. “I don’t want to be here.” She groaned as her friends laughed at her. “It’s alright. We’ll get through this together.” Peter said with mock sympathy while patting her back. Y/N gave him a childish glare as she sat up to see Ned staring at his 2 friends with an odd look on his face.

“What are you staring at?” Peter asked as he looked at Ned, who was looking between his friends “Oh, it’s nothing.” He replied with sarcasm and a small, almost non existent smirk on his face while Peter just shrugged it off. Y/N just groaned again as she pulled out her notebook from her bag. The tardy bell hadn’t rung yet so the trio continued their conversation from lunch Under the table, Peter reached for Y/N’s hand. Their hands intertwined with each other like it was routine, because it was. The two held hands all the time because it was something that came so naturally to them.

“So, do you guys want to go to the mall this Saturday? I have nothing to do, and I want to hang with my best buds.” Y/N asked with a smile on her face. “I can’t. I am swamped with homework.” Ned answered, sounding over exaggerated. Peter knew that Ned was just trying to set him up with Y/N, due to his forever-long crush on the girl. “What about you Petey? Are you just going to leave me hanging by myself?” She asked sarcastically.

Peter chuckled as he lightly squeezed her hand. “I would never leave you hanging.” He said just before the bell rang, silently thanking Ned for having too ‘much homework’.

“Since you never leave me hanging, do you want to stay the night on Friday since we’re hanging out Saturday?” Y/N whispered to Peter. “Sure, I gotta tell May though.” He whispered back with a smile as he leaned back into his chair to listen to the teacher.


Friday quickly approached and the two friends soon walked to Y/N’s house together.

“What movie do you wanna watch?” Y/N asked as she hopped on her bed in her PJs, next to Peter. “Whatever movie you want to watch.” He replied.

“You are too corny, Mr.Parker.” She said as she picked up a dvd that was on her bedside table. She opened the case and put the disk in her laptop. Y/N wrapped her hands around Peter’s torso, and she draped her leg over his. Peter put his arm around her and pulled her close to him. This was completely normal for them.

Halfway through the movie Y/N fell asleep on Peter’s chest. Peter smiled lovingly at the girl on top of him thinking about all the reasons he loved her. There was too many to count.


“This looks so bad.” She complained to her friend whom was carrying all of her bags while waiting outside of the fitting rooms of one of her favorite stores. “Come on. It can’t loo that bad. Let me see.“Peter begged as he placed the bags down on the floor. Y/N walked out of the dressing room wearing a dress that looked absolutely stunning on her. Peter just stared,with his mouth opened a bit.

"In what world does this look bad? You look amazing.” Peter gushed as he admired his best friend. “This is why we are friends, Peter Parker. You are the sweetest person I have ever met.” Y/N stated. Peter’s phone buzzed as Y/N went back into the dressing room to change back to her regular clothes.

Peter got a notification from Twitter. There was an armed robbery happening a few blocks from the mall he was just at. He didn’t want to leave Y/N alone but, people could get hurt. “Y/N? Listen I, I gotta go. Something came up. I’m sorry.” He shouted to the door as he sped off to his house to get his suit. “Wait, what? Peter!?” Y/N yelled as she tried to pull of the rest of the dress.

Y/N left the dressing room to see all of her bags on the floor, where her best friend should’ve been.


Y/N left the mall after buying the dress. She hailed a cab to get home.

About two hours after she got home, it was already dark out. Y/N was in her room, scrolling on her phone when she heard a loud knock on her window. Nobody ever knocked on her window so she was a little bit scared. Y/N went to pull the curtain to see who was on the other side of the glass. Hwn she saw the red suit, she looked confused. “What the fuck?” she said as she opened her window. Spider-Man crawled in through the window and fell against the floor. There was slashes all over his body.

“What the fuck?” She said again as she went to get a bag of vegetables to put on the bruises he most likely had, and some other medical supplied like peroxide and bandages. As she was taking off the body part of his suit to try and fix him she asked him, “Why the hell did Spider-Man show up at my window like this?” Still shocked, she put some peroxide on a cloth and then put that on his cuts. The man wheezed at the pain. He reached for his mask to pull it off. The mask slowly pulled off of his face and Y/N started to see that his face was laced with a painful expression. She only noticed who the man was when he took the mask off completely. “B-Because I’m Spider-Man.” Her best friend replied.

Y/N was not at all prepared for this. The end of her day panned out differently in her head.  "Oh my god. Oh my god.“ She exclaimed as she wrapped his body with bandages. Nothing was said after that though. Once Y/N was done with his wounds, she just sat on her bed, flabbergasted.

The two were silent before she spoke. "Does Ned know?” She asked as he started to sit up and lean against her wall. he only nodded his head.

“Why didn’t you tell me, Pete?” Y/N asked the question she was dreading. “I-I don’t know. I just wanted to keep you safe. If someone found out how much you meant to Spider-Man, they could hurt you and I didn’t want that to happen.” He replied rubbing his neck and looking at anything but you.

“I just wish you would’ve told me. We couldv'e fought crime together.” Y/N joked as she saw a faint smile apear on Peter’s lips. She stood up from her bed and moved to sit next to him on the floor, against the wall. “No more secrets, okay? Even if that means I get hurt. You have to promise to tell me everything from now on. Promise?” She asked with a faint voice. “I promise.” He swore, looking into her eyes.

“Guess I have to tell you something else than….” Peter muttered as he scratched his neck again. Y/N looked at him with curiosity. He sighed, putting his head in his hands.

“Peter, what is it?” Y/N asked with concern.

“I love you, okay? I have ever since 6th grade and I wanted to get over it but it’s hard because I know you would never like me back. When I see you everyday, I fall even more in love with you and I don’t know how to stop it and I don’t think I want to. You mean everything to me. And I would hate myself if you ever got hurt because of Spider-Man.” He exclaimed. Peter was glad to get that off of his chest but, he might have just ruined his friendship with you, forever.

“Oh Peter Parker. You have no idea what you do to me.” She said as she straddled his thighs and caught his lips in a kiss. He was shocked but also relieved that he didn’t get rejected. You pulled away, desperate to get air into your lungs.

“I have loved you for the longest time, Peter. You are my best friend and I trust you with everything. God, I wish you would’ve told me that you loved me sooner.” Y/N said, cutting her speech short, being desperate for another kiss. Peter pulled away with a sharp gasp, needing air. The two just smiled at each other, foreheads pressed against one another. Both of the teens were panting from the heated kiss. “And you should also be glad that Spider-Man is one of my favorite superheros.” She said, making Peter laugh.

“Can I Be Him?“ - Part III

At first, you believed it was a good idea to ask Eggsy for the biggest favor he could ever do – pretend to be your boyfriend. However, you are a bundle of nerves at the garden party because suddenly you are scared of what your heart wants.

Warning: None
Eggsy Unwin x Reader 
Part THREE of the ‘Can I Be Him?’ - Series

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Avenger’s Compound

Request: 156 and 157 maybe? A Peter x stark! Reader?

156. You know it’s really rude to talk while I’m interrupting.

157. One of these days I’m going to roll my eyes too hard and I’m gonna go blind.

Warnings: Almost Smut?

A/N: Wow not even 1000 word count. This is weak. 

Tony Stark was your father and Peter Parker was your boyfriend. The only thing is that Tony didn’t know you and Peter were dating.

Usually you and Peter would spend time at his apartment, May loved you and was always inviting you over, but since your dad was out of town for the weekend, you decided to invite Peter to the Avengers Compound.

“Babe, what movie are we watching tonight?” You asked Peter

“Star Wars,”

“What a surprise you’d decide on Star Wars” You rolled your eyes

“Hey! Quit rolling your eyes at me, you know I love this movie. I know you love it too,”

“We watch them all the time!”

“Yeah, and every time I tell you that’s what we’re watching you roll your eyes at me,”

“And you know what? One of these days I’m going to roll my eyes too hard and I’m gonna go blind,”

“Quit being so overdramatic and turn the lights off,” Peter said.

You went over to the other side of your bedroom to turn the lights off while Peter put the movie in the DVD player. You then went back and joined Peter in your bed, cuddling up next to him while he put his arm around you.
“I still can’t believe I let you even turn this movie on again. We watched Clone Wars last weekend,” you said

“Just admit it, you love this Episode, and all of the others!”

“I will admit that I enjoy them, but I certainly don’t love them,”

“So does that mean you only enjoy me, or do you love me, Y/N?“ Peter asked, placing a light kiss against your neck.

You thought for a moment before answering, “Well Parker, I think I only enjoy you,”

“Really? Cause just earlier you were saying how much you loved me,” He said, peppering kisses up your neck to your jaw.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you lied.

“Maybe I should show you,” Peter smiled into a kiss.

Peter placed his lips on yours, gently at first, slowly moving them faster against yours. He pulled away from you and pulled you down on the bed so you were lying down. He moved so he was hovering over you and placed his lips on yours once more.

Peter began kissing down your chest until he reached your shirt. His hands were under your shirt, on your stomach and he started to lift it.

“May I?” He asked


Peter smiled and lifted your shirt over your head and threw it on to the floor.

He leaned down to start to kiss you again, and you ran your fingers through his hair, “Nuh-uh Parker. You too. Strip,”

“As you wish, darling,”

Peter stripped his shirt off and moved back down towards you.

Suddenly your bedroom door opened and the lights came on “Y/N?” Your dad said.

“Oh no,” you whispered

“What the fuck,” Tony said as he stared at Peter, shirtless, on top of you.

Peter quickly climbed off the bed and picked up your shirt and covered you with it. “M-mr. St-stark” Peter stuttered

“Are you two… together?” Tony asked, jaw clenched slowly walking closer to Peter

“No sir- I mean yes Sir- I mean,” Peter said, attempting to get his shirt over his head.

“Shut up,” Tony said

“Y/N, is this true are you and Peter together?” Tony asked

“Well one, Dad you can’t just walk into my room like that! We’ve been over this! Knock!! And two, not that its any of your business but-“

“So yes, you are together then,”

“Dad, just listen to me,”

“No, I don’t want to hear it, Y/N,” Tony said

“Its none of your business wh-“

“Yes! It is my business who you date because you’re my child!” Tony interrupted

“Will you let me finish!” You tried to talk over your dad

“You know it’s really rude to talk while I’m interrupting,” Tony said

“Maybe I should go…” Peter said

“No, Peter you don’t have to go,” you said

“I think you better leave, Y/N and I have a few things to talk about,”

“No! Dad. You have no right to kick my boyfriend out of the house. He might be scared of you but that gives you NO RIGHT! I love Peter and I want him here,”
“Love him?” Tony questioned

“Yes! I love Peter,” you nodded

Tony turned to Peter, “Do you love Y/N?”

Peter nodded, “Yes sir, I do,”

Tony glared at Peter for a moment, “if you hurt Y/N, so help me I will hunt you down and do things to you things that you cannot even imagine,” Tony threatened

“Yes sir,” Peter nodded, you could see the fear creeping up on his face.

“Now please, no sex in the compound,” Tony said as he turned and left the room.

“Ok, from now on, we’re hanging out at my place,” Peter decided .

Normal Horoscope:

Aries: For a healthier diet, try swapping out fear for crab meat.

Taurus: Steady as she goes, your recent escape from a prison that doesn’t exist will effect you on this material plane.

Gemini: keep a kleenex with you. You can use it to wipe up any stray bits of soul you sneeze out.

Cancer: The wrong number text you will receive will be from the mortal avatar of the egyptian god Bast. Don’t reply back, shes busy.

Leo: Good luck with your job interview! Say nothing when you notice the interviewers suit is actually part of his body, and covered in fine scales.

Virgo: Pay attention in class today, the world will vanish for a split second and you’ll have a nice view of the void.

Libra: Your pettiness may have gotten the best of you. Consider apologizing for filling their pillowcase with scorpions.

Scorpio: The ghost of your breakfast still haunts the plate you have yet to clean.

Sagittarius: [removed due to psycohazard]

Capricorn: The stars suggest upgrading your insurance policy, specifically anything related to jewish necromancy and advanced medical science.

Aquarius: You will find an epiphany after watching all 8 harry potter movies superimposed over each other at the same time.

Pisces: the past melts every night.

anonymous asked:

Alex Goddamn Paknadel instructed us all to seek out your take on Rogue One and I have no idea where to look. Help.

It was in my newsletter ( last year, and it’s not one that’s in the archive. Do sign up if you like this kind of thing.


I started Sunday Morning with the 11am showing of Rogue One at South London cultural institution that is the Peckham Plex. It was the last showing. It was one of the last showings in London. It’s the first time I’ve seen a film twice in the cinema since Fury Road.

I like it a lot. My one-line tweet review ROGUE 10/10 captures my basic feelings, but second time through, things are always going to change. You can’t cross that river twice. You change. The world changes. In the last month, more than most.

But I found it as effecting as first time, on average. Some bits more, some bits less, over-all similarly wet eyed. But it’s lingered in a different way. First time, I came out in a giggly fanboy rush. Second time, I’m pretty much crushed.

Being a working writer, I’m unpacking and trying to reversely analyse choices, and doing my own rewrites to make what I think the effect it’s looking for more efficiently. It’s just something I do, and have done for the vast majority of my life. It’s certainly true towards the end the tangle of game-logic makes it top heavy, and (as always happens when you explain so much) leads to even more questions . You can question the integration of all those fighter pilots into the final act, leaning into the “not a star wars film unless there’s a dogfight at the end” (I felt them weakest bits of Force Awakens, but landed better here for reasons I’ll go into…)

But underneath all that, I can’t question it too much, as I see its point and the reasons for doing so. That’s why we talk about choices, as it’s really about what you choose to prioritise. It’s all done to make the movie turn into a relay race, a chain of buckets. If any one individual doesn’t do their small thing, it fails, and the future for a galaxy far, far away is the Empire’s jackboot, forever.

This rebellion isn’t about one kid getting a lucky shot . This rebellion is about all those individual choices and moments of heroism enabling the kid to get to a place to take that shot. It is many Bothans, writ large. None of the people who died knew that what they did made a difference. Some knew if they hadn’t done it, it’d have failed… but none knew for sure. They went to their graves ignorant. It could have all been for nothing.

To that end, the ballooning of viewpoint characters becomes the point, those pilots as real as anyone else, the actors commitment to those fragments of time meaningful. And as we pull away from our cast, we come to the final scenes, with those nameless Rebellion troops being cut down by Vader, one by one. Look at the details as Vader looms out the dark. The half-lowering of the guns as each consider just not doing this.. and then raising as they decide they have no choice.

Any of them didn’t slow down Vader for a half second, the Death Star survives. Any of them.

Which leaves me aware that’s all we can do when facing fascism in the dark. We have no idea if what we do make a difference. But it may. You have to believe it may.

Imagine Sisyphus watches the boulder tumble back, time and time over. Imagine the centuries, millennia of frustration. Imagine taking a breath, stepping up to its familiar form, and rolling that boulder again.

You wonder why he does so.

He knows that, against all his history, one day maybe the boulder won’t tumble back.

Hope is all we have, but hope - whether new or old – can be cruel.

|| betrayed ||

here’s the promised angst ♡

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anonymous asked:

Myungsooooooooo please ^^ - squishymyungsoo

Okay @squishymyungsoo and @blacksuffering your request has been heard and here I am to fulfill it!

And by happy circumstance, this concides with Myungsoo’s 26th birthday!

Let’s start out with full honesty here: When people hear INFINITE, people think of Kim Myungsoo. Everyone knows INFINITE’s L, usually for his striking visuals. But I really want to show the different sides of him that others might sometimes miss.


Myungsoo debuted in 2010 as INFINITE’s visual member, and it’s not hard to see why. The boy has all-natural, flower boy good looks as if he has stepped out of the pages of a manga. But what may often be overlooked is his vocal ability. He may not have the most lines in songs, but especially in recent albums he’s proven that he’s more than just INFINITE’s visual. He even appeared on King Of Masked Singer and shocked everyone with how good he was. Watch the grand reveal and revel in his lovely voice below:

Then there is his special solo stage from INFINITE’s concert, the Korean version of Love of My Life:

What I’m trying to say here is this: look how much Myungsoo has worked on his voice!! Coming from debut when he was often overlooked as ‘just handsome’; he has overcome all of the negative comments regarding his abilities as a performer and proved to everyone that he can sing, and boy does he do it well!


Where to begin, where to begin? Myungsoo has been acting in dramas since 2011, where he made his acting debut over in Japan. This drama - Jiu - gave us the still iconic line “I’M HERE!”. Since then he has been cast in Shut Up Flower Boy Band, The Master’s Sun, Cunning Single Lady, My Lovely Girl, The Day After We Broke Up/One More Time and more. Not only does he slay everyone with his visuals, he’s proven to be a talented actor, able to portray many different characters with ease. My personal favourite drama Myungsoo has starred in is Shut Up Flower Boy Band, and if you haven’t seen it then pleeeeease do yourself a favour and watch it! 


Myungsoo may have this ‘cool city guy’ ‘chic man’ image, but those of us who’ve followed INFINITE closely for a while know that there is a difference between his L Cosplay and the real Kim Myungsoo. Although he has incredible charisma and stage presence, he’s still a little strange, let’s be honest here. Just a few examples I can think of are as follows: all of this mess on Sesame Player, these clips of him falling over, the time he hit Dongwoo with a water bottle, when he fell over on Birth of a Family, changing from L to Myungsoo and just this incredible image-ruining moment on INFINITE Showtime:


There were three main points about Kim Myungsoo, INFINITE’s amazing, strange and talented visual. But what else? Well, let me tell you:

  • Myungsoo plays guitar and he’s good at it and it makes everyone’s hearts flutter tbh
  • He has a really pretty cat called Byul who looks like him
  • Myungsoo does a lot of charity work, but usually keeps it pretty lowkey. Here he is at a home for disadvantaged children
  • His love of photography!!! Myungsoo has released two photo essay books so far, L’s Bravo Viewtiful 1 & 2. They’re full of all his own photos and doodles and comments and they’re absolutely gorgeous. He really has an eye for photography and you can even see that from the arty shots on his instagram
  • He went through a lot of hardships in the past, including a dating ‘scandal’ in 2013 which he spoke about in INFINITE’s movie Grow. Thankfully the other members and the fans stood by him at this time and he got through it
  • He chose the stage name L because of the character in the manga/anime Death Note - he looked a little like him when he had longer hair

And so we have reached the end of this little post full of love for Myungsoo. Hope you guys enjoyed it and #Happy26thLkimDay !! Please give Myungsoo lots of love, ‘cause he’s a precious button who needs it. 

See all the About IFNT posts here.

Normal Horoscope:

Aries: For a healthier diet, try swapping out fear for crab meat.

Taurus: Steady as she goes, your recent escape from a prison that doesn’t exist will effect you on this material plane.

Gemini: keep a kleenex with you. You can use it to wipe up any stray bits of soul you sneeze out.

Cancer: The wrong number text you will receive will be from the mortal avatar of the egyptian god Bast. Don’t reply back, shes busy.

Leo: Good luck with your job interview! Say nothing when you notice the interviewers suit is actually part of his body, and covered in fine scales.

Virgo: Pay attention in class today, the world will vanish for a split second and you’ll have a nice view of the void.

Libra: Your pettiness may have gotten the best of you. Consider apologizing for filling their pillowcase with scorpions.

Scorpio: The ghost of your breakfast still haunts the plate you have yet to clean.

Saggatarius: A single baleen whale.

Capricorn: The stars suggest upgrading your insurance policy, specifically anything related to jewish necromancy and advanced medical science.

Aquarius: You will find an epiphany after watching all 8 harry potter movies superimposed over each other at the same time.

Pisces: the past melts every night.

anonymous asked:

My prompt: Neil and Andrew get lost in the woods and Neil twists his ankle, so Andrew has to carry him to safety (how and why this happens is the real challenge)

Here we go, anon. Also on AO3.

send me prompts :)

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Yes, Neil. Because I’m known for my practical jokes.”

Neil rolls his eyes as Andrew slams the hood of the Maserati back into place and crosses his arms, leaning against the front of the car. Andrew has deduced that the transmission is indeed shot to hell, and that this beautiful piece of Italian machinery will not be moving from its current location without the assistance of a tow truck.

He looks around at the deserted I-40, neither head nor taillight to be seen. It is nearly 3:00am, and they are somewhere between North Carolina and Tennessee. Neil had tried to convince Andrew to stop for the night a few hours ago, but Andrew will admit that he should have listened if hell happens to freeze over. He tilts his head back to stare at the dark sky above him. They’re far enough away from civilization that the stars are uninhibited by any city lights. While this may be aesthetically pleasing, it also means that he and Neil are, for lack of a better word, fucked.

Andrew turns his head to the right at the sound of Neil incessantly tapping his fingers on the hood of the car. Neil meets his gaze and then flits his eyes across the rest of Andrew’s face.

“Can you fix it?”


Neil watches him for a few more seconds before releasing a dejected sigh and pulling out his phone.

“No service. Of course. Because why would anything be working right now?”

Now it’s Andrew’s turn to roll his eyes. “Okay drama queen, take it down a notch. All we have to do is walk to the next town or until one of us gets service. It can’t be that hard.”

“The next town isn’t for like twenty miles! It’s already 3:00, and we have practice in the morning, Andrew.”

“Okay, well I guess we’ll just be late.”

Neil has no words. His mouth drops open in shock, absolutely aghast that Andrew thinks this is an acceptable solution.

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Comatose - Barry Allen

Originally posted by irissswests

warnings: swearing
word count: 5060

Your converse made a quiet noise against the linoleum as you headed to the familiar hospital like room in the building.  When you opened the door you found Cisco already inside, leaning over the comatose victim.

“Here to hydrate the patient?” Cisco said, faking his best doctor voice.  You chuckled and nodded.

“Yep.  It’s my job.  To mother this.. You looked down at the young man in the cot.  “Very very attractive man who may never wake up” Cisco rolled his eyes at you.

“You’re a sick mother” He said, making you laugh as you picked up his clipboard and checked off the date for hydration.  Then proceeded to hook up a water bag to one of your patient’s many IVs.  Cisco went back to his large desk of computers and… metal toys.  I sat down at a folding chair I kept by the cot for while I was stuck watching over Barry Allen.

Since the night he was brought to STAR Labs, you’d been by his side.  When Harrison assigned you the job you had cringed at the idea, but after the first few days you were thrilled to show up.  You could come wearing comfy clothes, jeans a tee shirt with sneakers every day.  Not to mention, he was a great listener.

Actually though, you sat and talked to him about everything.  Not that it really mattered, but it helped you through a few problems.  Getting out of a bad relationship, settling your nerves for your mother’s remarriage, and just simple small talk.  You usually arrived, said hello and told him what the weather is, then made simple talk about your night no matter how mundane.  Cisco and Dr Wells would often walk in during one of your one sided conversations.  Usually they poked fun saying a comatose patient doesn’t care what color you painted your nails last night but you ignored them.  You thought it was important for him to have some kind of connection to the real world.

Even if it was just little boring you, which you regularly apologized to him for.  Not that he ever responded.

As time came and went, you began to wonder things about Barry.  Sure, you knew his basic background, including his mother’s death and his living with Officer Joe West, but you wondered the little things.  Did he enjoy school? Was he a coffee or tea drinker? Did he prefer the snowy days and warm coco of winter or the late nights and parties of summer?  When he wakes up, will he recognize your voice? In a strange way you had deemed the patient as your friend, even though you’d never spoken to each other, you found it easy to speak to him.  You wondered if this was because your whole day you were stuck with him, or if he was just an easy to talk to kind of person.

On March 19th, you had been working on his charts when you noticed something on his file.

“Hey guys” You said, catching the attention of Caitlin and Cisco.  “It’s his birthday” Cisco clapped while Caitlin’s brows furrowed.

“Oh come on Cait” Cisco said.  “The dude’s 26 today, let’s celebrate for him” She just looked between you two like you’d tried to tell her santa was in the room.

“The guy’s in a coma” She said, beginning to organize her work station.  You looked down at Mr Allen, frowning.  It was his birthday, and you couldn’t do anything special for him.  He didn’t even know.  He fell under as a 25 year old, and he would wake up as a 26 year old.  It just seemed wrong, and sad.

“Caitlin” Cisco chuckled.  “This is just an excuse to go to the bar and celebrate for… Barry was it?” You gave them a sour look.

“You’re gonna use this poor man’s missed birthday as an excuse to go get drunk?” You asked.  Caitlin and Cisco looked at each other.

“Well… we’d be celebrating for him” She said.  “And nobody said you weren’t invited y/n” You half smiled, sitting in your chair by his bedside.

“No thanks” You said.  “I think I’ll just stay here and make sure everything’s alright” Cisco smiled smugly at your response.

“Big surprise” He said, and your brows knit together.

“What’s that mean?”

“Means you’re totally in love with your patient, Dr l/n” You shook your head at his ridiculous accusation.  

“That’s crazy.  You’re crazy” You said with a roll of your eyes.  You pretended to check his vitals, even though you already knew that they were all fine.

“Whatever you say, love doctor

“Shut up” You muttered, staring at your feet.

“Okay okay, make sure he doesn’t die or anything.  But if something crazy happens hopefully we’re sober enough to come back over and see what’s going on” Cisco told you.

“Well what about Harrison?” You asked.

“He went home early.  Something about a headache I don’t remember” Cisco said.

“No, he was just done for the night” Caitlin said to you, putting on her coat.  “Have fun with Mr Allen” She winked, to which you shook your head at them both before saying your goodbyes.  When they were gone, and it was only you and Mr Allen in the building, you let out a long sigh.

“Happy birthday Barry Allen” You said quietly, picking at the bed sheets.

Eight months later

It was a normal day walking into work, your blue skirt swaying around your thighs and boots clicking as you carried four coffees into the building.  One for Caitlin, Cisco, Dr Wells, and yourself.  Sometimes the job of coffee fetching switched off, but it was most often you.  You didn’t mind it at all.

“Alright so Caitlin they didn’t have your usual mocha so I settled on caramel I hope that’s okay” You said as you entered the lab, turning around to close the door behind you, and being careful not to spill the drink tray holding all of the coffees.  “It’s what I usually get and it’s actually pretty goo-”

When you turned you froze, the tray slipping off of your hands and crashing onto the floor, making a mess as everything spilled.

Barry Allen was sitting up in bed, and had been previously talking to Cisco before you made your dramatic entrance.

“Holy shit” You mumbled, swiftly grabbing paper towels and the trash can so you could clean up your mess.  Your head going haywire.  Nine months, it’s been nine months and Mr Allen is awake.  You briefly wondered if this meant that you no longer had a job at STAR Labs.

“Here let me help” You looked up from your frantic wiping to see your patient there, his eyes a brilliant and bright green.  You quickly averted your gaze.

“That’s quite alright Mr Allen, you probably need to rehabilitate yourself” You rushed out the words, throwing soaked towels into the garbage, along with now empty paper cups.

In seconds he had taken the roll of towels and wiped the floor clean.  You just blinked, looking up quickly to him and then the others in the room.

“Barry here has had an extraordinary side effect to the lightning that had stuck his body as the particle accelerator blew up” Dr Wells spoke first.  Your eyes widened as you looked to Mr Allen.

“So.. you have super cleaning abilities?” You asked.  Cisco snorted aloud.

“No y/n, he’s got super speed, like running and stuff” He said.  You shook your head, trying to collect yourself so that you could think straight.

“Wait… wait I know you!” Mr Allen snapped his fingers as he himself tried to think.  “You… you talked to me” He said, eyes narrowing as he pondered.  You nodded, pushing your hair back behind your ear.

“I did, yeah.  Oh I’m Doctor l/n, b-but you can call me y/n if you’d rather” You said, sticking out your hand.  He grinned.

“Barry Allen” He responded, shaking your hand.  “But you already knew that” You chuckled, standing up and continuously looking down to avoid eye contact for too long.  It would make your heart begin to thump in ways that it shouldn’t.  Seeing that Mr Allen was still pretty much your patient.

“Yeah, yeah I did” You said, again having to push back your hair.  “Look I’d love to talk to you, Mr Allen, but that’s that guy’s job,” You pointed to Dr Wells, “-and I have more coffee to buy” You said with a half smile.  “So I’ll be back” You headed towards the door, and grabbed your purse and jacket.

“Well hey wait-” Mr Allen flashed over to you.  “I want to come, you did kinda save my life after all”

“It’s not in my jurisdiction to permit you to come-”

“Oh he should definitely go” Caitlin spoke up.  “Get some normalities back into his life” You nodded awkwardly.

“O-okay” You stammered.  “Well then uh, follow me Mr Allen” You said, already stepping out into the hall, and heading through the halls.  Barry easily kept up with you though.

“You know you don’t have to call me that, just Barry’s fine” He told you, smiling as he stuffed his hands into his pockets.

“Alright then, Just Barry” You said cheekily, and making him chuckle.

“So how’s your mom? Oh and your friend who’s boyfriend kissed you when he was drunk” Your brows shot up as you looked over at him.  “You-you told me about those things”

“Yeah just…” You trailed off for a moment.  “I just don’t… I don’t know how to put this right” Barry waited patiently for you to finish.  “Nobody else knows about that, so it’s not something I really talk about often” Barry looked at you with pursed lips.

“Ah, so I know your secrets” He said with a growing smile.  You rolled your eyes.

“I guess, but I really only have a couple friends” You said, making sure you weren’t looking at him when you said it.  Barry nodded.

“Well right now I’ve only got you” He said, and you blushed instantly.

The rest of the walk was quiet, but it was comfortable, thoughtful.  Here and there you just sorta… looked at each other and smiled.

You always looked away first.

After a month, you and Barry had become much more comfortable together.  You had quickly become very close friends and hung out quite a bit.  Your favorite place to do so being Jitters or your apartment.

Currently you were both sat in your apartment, on your couch, and watching Christmas movies.  You’d spent the whole day together decorating and drinking hot chocolate.

“You’re sure you’re cool with staying here on Christmas Eve? I mean you’re family-”

“It’s okay, I’m sure” He’d assured you for the hundredth time.  “I would much rather spend it with you” He said, standing up and kissing your cheek, holding it for a moment, before ruffling your hair and heading into your kitchenette.  You were left, resting your fingers on your cheek and still being able to feel his lips against my skin.  When he came back, he plopped a bag of m&ms in my lap, and began to blow gently on his new mug of cocoa.  You watched him for a moment, sidetracked from Home Alone 2 on your television set.  “What?” Barry hummed, catching your gaze.

“Nothing” You said, shaking your head and popping m&ms into your mouth.  You looked away a few short moments later.

You still didn’t know what to do about your predicament with Barry.  You weren’t his doctor anymore, but you were still coworkers.  Is that okay? Not that it really mattered, Barry only saw you as a friend.  You knew it.

After twenty minutes into the movie, you had your head painfully sat on the back of the couch.  Here and there you’d fish out an m&m, raise your hand above your face, and drop it into your mouth.  At some point, Barry had caught sight of you, smiling as you’d closed your eyes and tried to rest.

“Hey” He said, finding his voice was much softer than usual.  You looked over, your round eyes meeting his and he couldn’t stop himself from smiling upon seeing them.

“What?” You asked with furrowed brows after he’d successfully stared at you for thirty seconds without saying anything.

“Lay down, you’re uncomfortable” He said.  You shook your head.

“I’d get in your way” You told him, already looking back to the movie.

“That’s the point, here” Barry set one of the couch’s throw pillows onto his lap and patted it.  “I don’t mind and you’re exhausted, just lay down” You looked at him unsurely, but hesitantly pulled your legs up onto the couch, and laying your head on the pillow.  Barry smiled down at you.  “See? It’s fine” He said.  You smiled, and rolled onto your side.

“Thank you” You said quietly.  Barry just hummed, his hand falling to your hair.  After a few minutes you realized his fingers were combing through it, only making your heart beat faster.

Next time Barry sneaked a glance down at you, you were passed out.  Again he grinned, finding the way your lips were parted and your lashes cast shadows over your cheeks.  His hands brushed all your hair back, and you shuddered, rolling over so your body faced him.  He waited until you settled, but you kept shuffling around.  So Barry just watched with an amused smile, as you yawned, and wrapped your arms around his torso.  Your face buried against the pillow and his stomach.  He was instantly surprised as you continued to nuzzle into him.

“I love you” He whispered so low, he almost didn’t hear himself.  You were out cold, but it wasn’t said for you to hear it.  Only for him to know he’d said it.  “I love you” He repeated, rubbing a thumb gently over your forehead and then cheek.

When you woke up again you felt warm, protected.  You hummed, and smiled, then looked up to see what you’d been snuggled into.

You almost fell off the couch when you saw Barry was the ‘pillow’ you were cuddling so lovingly to.

“B-Bear” You mumbled, releasing your arms from around him and beginning to sit up.  “How long was I asleep? You should’ve woken me up” You sat up normally on the couch, rubbing your arms for the warmth you’d just lost from not staying on Barry.

“An hour or so” He told you.  “But I told you it was fine, you seemed very peaceful I couldn’t wake you up” You half smiled at him, then looked down at your feet.

“Still sorry though, you could’ve been home sleeping by now” You said.  Barry shrugged.

“When are you gonna realize I like it here?” He asked, gesturing around your apartment.  You glanced around the living room, the christmas tree, dimly lit by colored lights, some small and basic decorations on your coffee table and on the walls.

“You do?” You asked, and Barry nodded reassuringly.

“I do.  A lot” He said.  “I like being here with you” Your cheeks turned pink as you laughed softly.

“Yeah well, I like having you here Barry” You told him.  Again your eyes wandered, and landed on the clock above the tv.  “Oh my god it’s past midnight” You said, eyes lighting up as you glanced back to Barry.  “It’s Christmas” He chuckled, scooting over to pull you in for a hug.

“Merry Christmas y/n” He said, holding you tightly.  You squeezed back, burying your face in his shoulder.

“Merry Christmas Barry” You whispered back.  You held on to each other for a few more unnecessary moments.

“y/n?” You finally, and reluctantly pulled away, staring up at him with awestruck eyes.

“Yes?” You mumbled back, the word hanging in the air.

“Would you care if I stayed here tonight?” Your lips pulled into a tight smile before shaking your head.

“Not at all” You told him.  A sad tone laced in your words.  That wasn’t exactly what you’d expected him to say.  “Come on I’ll show you to the bed and you can make yourself all comfortable” You said, standing up from the sofa.

“Oh I can just stay out here” He said with a shrug of his shoulders.  I frowned, wrapping my arms around myself.

“I don’t think I’d be a very good hostess if you slept on the couch-” You began but Barry cut you off.

“I really don’t mind”

“It’s Christmas” You countered, and again he shrugged.

“Unless you somehow got super strength and carry me to the bed, I’ll be here” He told you, making you huff.

“You’re a real pain sometimes Mr Allen” You said before turning to get blankets for him.  Barry chuckled at the name you called him here and there, usually when you were trying to make the point that he was a pain in the ass.  He watched you walk off, trying to tie up your hair on your head in a bun.  Barry sighed as you disappeared into your room, his mind running wild with thoughts.

He’d wanted to kiss you earlier, he’d never wanted to so badly before, but something about your lips so close to his just seemed irresistible.  You had smelled so good, like sugar cookies and peppermint and cocoa, like the Christmas spirit was your perfume.  No one had ever made Barry Allen more anxious trip-over-his-own-feet than you did.

When he thought you’d taken a while, he got up and walked himself back down the hallway where your room was.  He knocked lightly on the open door.

“y/n?” You spun around, dropping something on your bed and gathering up a ton of blankets, and grabbing a pillow putting it on top of the pile in your arms.

“Sorry sorry I’m coming” You rushed out the words and Barry smiled, walking into your room and reaching to take some of the things out of your arms.

“You alright?” He asked you, throwing a blanket over his shoulder and holding the pillow in one hand.

“Yeah yeah of course why wouldn’t I be?” You asked.

“Because you’re rambling and hiding whatever you threw down on your mattress behind you” He said, trying to peek around your shoulder in the dark to see what it was you were purposefully standing in front of.

“It’s nothing Bear, now come help me make you a bed on the couch” You said, moving forward and prompting him to turn around to leave your room.  Barry shrugged, biting back a knowing smile.

You instantly knew what he was doing.

“Don’t!” You managed to yelp before dropping your things just as he did, leaping onto his back as he flashed to your bed, picking up the item you’d been hiding.  You clung to his back still, your legs wrapped around his torso as your arms scrambled to snatch it out of his hands.

But Barry had already seen what it was.  He held a black picture frame in his hands, and in the frame was a photo he had snapped.  Displaying the both of you at Jitters.  He had stated he wanted to take a selfie to which you shook your head and tried to steal a sip of his drink.  He remembered you’d been trying to drink from his mug all morning.  As he’d taken the picture you were behind him, smiling as you hid your face behind his mug.

While he was distracted by his walk down memory lane and the beauty you’d possessed in the photo, you grabbed the frame from his hands, and slid off of his back, carefully brushing your fingers over the glass that protected the picture.  You walked it back over to where it had previously sat on your dresser.  Barry watched you curiously as you stared at it for a few more moments, then turned to face him.

“I-I don’t want it to get soiled, or-or anything” You stammered.  “It’s the only one I have of us and… and it’s important” You added.  Barry gave you an amused smile, and walked over to you.

“I wasn’t going to destroy it with my bare hands y/n” He said with a small chuckled.  You blushed, glancing momentarily down to your feet.

“Yeah- yeah I know it’s just kinda embarrassing” Barry laughed again and shook his head.

“I promise it’s not” He told you.  “I’m honored to have my own picture on your dresser” Again you blushed, a nervous laugh escaping your lips.

“Alright well come on Flash, I’ll make your bed” You said, and this time he followed you out of your room, to the living room again.  You began laying blankets across the sofa, and fluffing the spare pillow for him.  “If you end up needing something feel free to just help yourself, or wake me up I won’t kill you for-” You turned, coming face to face with Barry Allen, not having known he was right there.  “-waking me” You finished with a nervous tremor in your tone.

For once, you were unable to tear your eyes from him, finding the green orbs even more intriguing than the day you’d met him.

“Glad you won’t attack me” He said quietly.

“W-well I might try, I don’t have the greatest history with people waking me up” You replied in the same volume.

“It wouldn’t work anyways” Barry said, surprising you by not moving away.  You’d figured in your mind that his nose was about an inch from bumping into yours.  “I’m far too fast”

“You’d likely be too tired to even realize what’s happening” You told him, swallowing thickly.  “Next thing you know I’ve given you a black eye” You said, an airy laugh following, and bringing a smile to his lips.  Your eyes trained on his mouth as the ends of his lips tugged upwards, revealing his white teeth and gleaming smile.  Your gaze lingered there before you peered back up at him through your lashes.

“You’re not moving away” Barry said in a hushed tone.  You licked your lips.

“I’m not sure my feet could move if I wanted them to” You replied, making him smile again, causing your eyes to downcast to his lips once more.  You tilted forward, and he did as well, his hand sliding around your waist and shooting chills up your spine.

“y/n” He murmured, cool breath fanning over your lips.  

“Yeah?” You replied, meeting his eyes again and finding them intensely staring into yours.  Your breath hitched.

“You’re making it really hard for me not to kiss you right now” He said.  Your eyes flickered between his.  Your lips parted and your heartbeat skyrocketed.

“No one’s stopping you” You said before you could think through what was happening.  With your words he leaned over the rest of the way and pressed his lips against yours.  You breathed softly in through your nose, your eyes fluttering shut.  He smiled against your mouth as your hands reached around his neck, fingers tangling up in his hair.  Barry pulled you closer until you were flush against him.  He parted for a moment only to tilt his head to the other side and kiss you again, his own fingers curling around your jaw.  You hummed against him, letting him pull you away slowly.

“I’m in love with you” Barry whispered before either of you’d even opened your eyes.  You smiled as he looked down at you, your eyes still closed.

“I love you too Barry” You said, lashes fluttering as you opened your eyes again.  You found him smiling at you, and you pushed your nose up against his, standing on your tiptoes and staring into his eyes.  His fingers brushed over your cheeks softly, carefully and lovingly.

“Since when.. Since when I was in a coma” Your brows crinkled, in silent question to what he meant by that.  “And every day I heard your voice, and pretty much only your voice” You blinked, wondering where he was going with his.  “y/n it was like you were all I had” He said.  “You always… you always talked to me, and I know the others made fun of you for it I heard that too.  “But you continued anyways and… and I’m happy I was even able to wake up to have the chance to meet you” Your eyes were wet as you forced a smile from your surprised and lovestruck look.

“Y-you changed my life too” You said.  “I got through things cause I could talk to you” You told him honestly.  “You… you made me a better person” You said, voice a little scratchy from the tears building up.  “You… you made me love my job” You told him.  “You made me become closer with the people I work with…” You shook your head, sniffling.  Your eyes closed as tears slipped onto your cheeks.  Barry brushed them off instantly with his thumbs.

“You, y/n, make me want to be the Flash, make me want to save people, to help people, the city, as much as I can, whatever I can do to just… just help” Your hands ran through his hair repeatedly, and you smiled, pulling him down to your height, before placing your lips on his, passionately, and quickly being able to move together in sync.  Your arms wound tightly around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer than he already was.

He turned you around, smiling against your lips as he crouched slightly to lift you up, your legs wound around his waist, holding yourself in place while your lips peppered his with kisses, going from quick short ones, to long, loving ones.  His hands were holding you firmly under your legs.  He turned you around again, dropping you onto the couch.

“Barry!” You let out a small yelp of surprise, but he quickly dropped over you, a knee on either side of your hips.  You giggled before he kissed you sweetly.

“Sleep with me” He said, a question that sounded more like a statement.  You giggled again, covering your lips behind your fingertips.  “N-not like that no I-I meant it like-like go to sleep not like you know the other thing I didn’t mean it like that at all of course not i mean I haven’t even asked you to be my girlfriend-” You cut him off, cupping his cheeks and pulling his lips down onto yours for a soft and sweet kiss.  “What was that for?” Barry asked you.

“You were babbling” You said with another small giggle.  He did as well, an adorable little sound that made you grin and blush.  “But I’d love to sleep with you” You said with a wink.  Barry kissed your nose in response.  “And whenever you’d like to step up to the plate, I’ll get to thinking about my answer to the girlfriend question”

Before you could say anything else, he’d flashed off of you, kneeling on the floor in front of the couch.  You looked at him with a puzzled expression, sitting up on the sofa.

“What’re you-?”

“y/n” He took your hands in both of his, kissing them quickly.  Your brows raised at the action.

“Barry” You copied.

“Would you do me the honors of being my girlfriend?” You pursed your lips, looking around as you pondered the idea jokingly.

“I don’t know… will there be food involved?”

“All the time, I need 10,000 calories a day” You shrugged.

“Okay… and naps?”

“I love sleeping!” Barry said with an amused smile.  You hummed.  Barry scooted closer, pecking your lips.  “Anything you want” He said, and you grinned looking into his eyes.

“I want you” You whispered back.  “So yes” You grinned, hands cupping around his face.  “I’ll be your girlfriend” Barry smiled, and again you were flashed off.  When you were able to take in your surroundings, you found yourself in your room, wearing pajama shorts and a tee shirt, with Barry in front of you wearing boxer shorts.  You smirked.

“Shut up” Barry said, feeling bashful.  “Come here” He pulled on your wrist, and you followed, stepping on your tiptoes as he backed up towards your bed.  Your eyes caught the alarm clock on your night stand.

“It’s already one AM” You said, and he paused just as the back of his knees hit the edge of the bed.

“We’ve already established that you have a sleeping problem” You made a pout.

“I do not” You said.  Barry chuckled, leaning back onto the bed, you crawling over top of him, straddling over top of him as he laid down.  Neither of you broke eye contact, until you leaned down and slanted your lips against his.  His hand reached up, pushing your hair back and cupping your head and holding you closer.

You giggled as he’d tried to roll you under him, ending up with the both of you on your sides, one of your legs still hooked around him.  You kissed him a few time between giggles.

“Hey” He murmured.  “Hey” He repeated, this time pulling his lips off of yours.  You looked at him, still smiling, as you had been since he’d arrived at your apartment.  Which seemed long ago.

“What?” You breathed out as his arms wrapped around you, yanking the blankets over top of you both.

“I love you” You smiled, laying a hand on his cheek and looking between his eyes.

“I love you too” You replied, and he kissed your forehead, leaving his lips there for  few longing seconds.  You pressed your hands against his chest and nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck.  Barry’s arms tightened around you, his legs even tangling with yours.

“Merry Christmas love” He mumbled into your hair, making you smile and snuggled into him again.

“Merry Christmas Barry” You replied, before falling asleep.  

Barry watched you for a few moments, thinking as he watched you in your peaceful state.  He thought about how he’d somehow fallen for you while he wasn’t even conscious.  How he’d known you were the one for him when he couldn’t even look at you.  He’d loved you before he could speak to you.

Barry smiled at this, and kissed your head before closing his eyes, and for once was content with slow movements.

yes, i will start doing requests now lmao

xoxo ~ jordie

anonymous asked:

Hi!! Can I request the RFA crew and none of them have released their identities to mc. Mc then goes on about being in love with them not realizing they are in the chat (ex: mc sees zen in a magazine and comments in the group of how much she likes him but the group doesn't tell her zen is the chat) if that makes sense. I'm sorry if it's confusing 😓

 aaaahhhhhhhh sorry this is so late! i’ve been so busy with ap tests :( but this was so much fun to write!!!

Not Recognizing the RFA


  • You told the RFA how there was this really cute boy in your biology class
  • He was kinda adorkable and overall really sweet and you really like that about him
  • When someone asked what school you went to you told them SKY University
  • Seven immediately asks what your crush’s name was and you told them it was Yoosung
  • Zen and Seven thought it would be funny to keep it a secret that the Yoosung you liked was also reading this entire conversation
  • After that chat, Yoosung gained a little more confidence in talking to you in person
  • He ended up being a little flirty with you omg this lil bean
  • Every time you spoke to each other, you gushed to everyone in the messenger about him
  • You go on a really cute study/coffee date!!!!!!!
  • zen and seven congratulate yoosung on becoming a man lol
  • When the day of the party arrives, Yoosung is super nervous but also really excited to see the look on your face
  • You get to the party and meet everyone but you notice they all have that mischievous smile
  • You realize there’s a member missing
  • *a wild Yoosung appears!* lol wHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE
  • “Surprise! I’ve been an RFA member all along and I’ve been reading everything you ever said about me hahahaha……………”
  • He’s red in the face and you’re red in the face and the members are placing bets on who’s gonna make the first move lol
  • After the initial shock, you both start laughing and you end up staying by each other’s side the whole time
  • The party ends and he gives you a goodbye kiss jasfhsjaikd
  • Zen and Jaehee just won 50 bucks lol


  • Your friend introduced you to some musical that starred Zen in it and you were immediately head over heels for him
  • When you told the RFA about this new up and coming actor, Jaehee started fangirling
  • She starts going on about Zen and recommends some of his musicals and sends photos of him to you
  • Meanwhile, Zen is watching this convo unfold all while smiling really smug to himself
  • He decides to have a little fun by pretending to not be the actor you currently have a gigantic crush on and may or may not actually be falling in love with
  • Also he can’t pass up an opportunity to talk about himself amirite
  • at this point, everyone but jaehee and zen have left the chat
  • He’ll send selfies of you claiming they’re secret photos he got off the internet and your heART GOES HAYWIRE
  • Zen is having fun with this
  • He ends up surprising you by telling you he scored front row tickets to his new show
  • You. Are. Dead.
  • You ask him how on earth he got tickets but he just says he has connections somehow or somethin idk
  • He thinks it’s really cute that you’re such a big fan of him
  • But he especially loves how it’s not just for his looks! You also admire his talent and how kind and devoted he is to his fans!
  • That’s how he falls for you but he doesn’t know if you’ll love him back or just remain a fan
  • Come the party day and he’s a little nervous to meet you
  • When you see him, you start freaking out because how did Zen end up at this party?!!?!?!!?1?1
  • He starts laughing as he explains that he was a member of the RFA
  • you nearly faint bc omg the amount of embarrassing things that you said
  • After letting the news sink in, he proclaims his love for you
  • You’re super happy because of course you love him too because you were able to get to know the real Zen in the chat and not just the actor
  • When you tell him that, he is sososososo happy!!!!


  • You met this really cute girl at a coffee shop one day 
  • She was in a rush but she made quick small talk with you but you never got her name
  • When you told the RFA about her, you were super blushy and everything awww
  • But Jaehee is a super smart girl so she was able to kinda put two and two together and figure out that she was the one you met
  • Now she’s getting all blushy bc “wat MC likes me??? she thinks i’m cute?!!?!?”
  • Since that day, she makes an effort to go to the same cafe at the same time in hopes of meeting you again
  • And you’re doing the same thing so you end up meeting each other every day
  • You two claim it’s just a “coincidence”
  • calling u on ur bullshit
  • The both of you end up developing HUGE crushes on each other it’s adorable
  • Everyone in the RFA is rooting for you two lol
  • Especially Zen and he’s also trying to be that lowkey wingman for baehee in the chat without revealing who she really is
  • You thought it would be a good idea to invite Jaehee to the party
  • She accepts while trying to hide her laugh bc little did you know
  • The day arrives and you’re nervous to finally meet the RFA but even more nervous bc oh god Jaehee is gonna be there too you gotta look nice
  • You spot Jaehee right away and you give her a big hug before leading her around and trying to find the RFA
  • You see a group of men walk up to you and they introduce themselves as the RFA
  • You introduce Jaehee as the girl you’ve been talking about
  • “MC, there’s no need to introduce me. I already know them.”
  • lol wut
  • She giggles and explains that she is the other member and you nearly faint you’re so embarrassed
  • She takes your hand in hers and says, “Don’t worry, MC. I happen to like you a lot too.”


  • You had recently gotten a job at the C&R Company and had coincidentally been placed to work in the same department as Jumin’s
  • Despite the rumors and the crazy amount of workload, you had slowly started to develop some feelings for him
  • You never really saw him that much since he was so busy
  • But when you did, your heart would beat like crazy even though you knew that being with him would probably never happen in a billion years
  • So you vented to the chatroom one day after having a run-in with Jumin
  • You told them how you had started to fall for him even though you knew her could never have feelings for you
  • Jaehee was stunned
  • Yoosung and Seven fucking lost it
  • Zen nearly s c r e a m e d
  • When Jumin read your messages, he was shocked to say the least
  • How funny that the MC he’s falling for is also in love with him without realizing it
  • He immediately looked up your employee info so he could have a little fun with this 
  • The next day at work, you were surprised to run into Jumin but even more so that he decided to actually have a conversation with you that didn’t involve work
  • He was a lot nicer and relaxed and smiled more than before
  • You told the members about the interaction while Jumin fucking smirked the entire time
  • This continued for a while, him randomly running into you at work and chatting while you silently died inside
  • same mc same
  • Party day arrives and you’re looking around for the members when BAM
  • juMiN iS HeRE?!?!1/!?!!?
  • You slowly make your way towards him and the small group he was talking to
  • He sees you and smiles
  • “Ah MC, it’s so good to see you again. Let me introduce you to the other RFA members.”
  • O-Other members?”
  • The gears start working in your head before you realize that Jumin was a member
  • Which meant he read all your messages
  • Which also meant that today was your death day
  • He laughs at your expression when you figure it out but reassures you that the feelings are mutual
  • You both smile at each other as he kisses you on the cheek
  • meanwhile zen is now officially screaming


  • The agency you worked for partnered you up with Seven for a mission
  • Agents 606 and 707: The best hacker and best field operative the agency has
  • also fucking badass holy shit i might write a fic
  • Ever since your successful mission, you two have been partners on every single one following that
  • While kicking ass, you had slowly started to develop feelings for him
  • When you joined the RFA, everyone introduced themselves except for one who was a hacker
  • To you, it made sense that he had to hide his identity
  • Also for some strange reason, this hacker reminded you of Seven hmmmmmmmmmmm i wonder why
  • You introduced yourself to the group, though, and Seven nearly choked on the chips he was eating
  • As the days passed by, you grew more comfortable with the group and eventually told them about the troubles in your love life
  • You told them how you had fallen for your partner but you didn’t think he loved you back because he tends to push you away sometimes
  • Seven: Dead.
  • Little did you know that he was in love with you too
  • The reason why he pushes you away was because he didn’t think that you loved him
  • Since then, Seven has started to open up a bit more around you and you were really happy with that
  • In classic Seven-fashion, he thinks it would be hilarious if he kept it a secret that he was an RFA member
  • The day of the party arrives and you’re about to leave when you run into Seven
  • “Where you going?” He asks you
  • “Heading off to the party with the RFA. I told you about them, remember? See you later!”
  • yes you will lololol
  • When you meet everyone at the party, you’re all happy to finally meet each other 
  • But you notice that your new hacker friend was missing
  • In the corner of your eye, you see a flash of red and immediately recognize it as Seven
  • You confront him and ask him how and why he’s at the party
  • “For the agency’s best spy, you’re really bad at recognizing people.”
  • Putting two and two together, you realize that he was the last member of the RFA
  • *cue you slapping him repeatedly on the shoulder as he laughs his fucking ass off*
A Thousand Won Bill (Seven Minutes In Heaven With Seventeen)

(A/N: fuck my ass. I’m like 90% sure the universe doesn’t want me to post this. for well over a week when I was supposed to be working on this I was hit with an odd combination of stunning lack of motivation and a shit-ton of things I had to do that brought me away from my computer. and over the last two days, when I finally had both the time and the motivation to work on it, I was smacked with technically difficulties. my laptop randomly shutting down and restarting, causing me to lose what I had worked to hard on because autosave is bullshit. the ending is nothing like I originally planned; I had to cut it short to save myself from having a heart attack or a stroke, and because I need this to finally be posted. I need it for me and I need it for you. you all need something to read, and I finally need this to be finished. so here it is, in all it’s meak, unfantasticness. I hope you enjoy it anyway. -Tanisha<3)

The Introduction 

You didn’t want to go first. You didn’t want to play at all. The idea of fleeing still sounded much more appealing but you damned social pressure because you just couldn’t bring your feet to move with everyone’s eyes on you.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

hey bub so i've currently got tonsillitis and am in dire need of some peter parker taking care of me fluff!! is that ok ? ♡

Aww I hope you feel better!! :( Hope this helps <33


  • You’d call him to let him know that you wouldn’t be able to make the Star Wars marathon he had planned for you guys because you weren’t feeling well
  • “I’ll be right over”
  • “No, Peter, I’m fine, just -”
  • “I want to take care of you, I’m coming over.”
  • A couple of minutes later he shows up at your apartment
  • He doesn’t even knock, he just uses the spare key he always keeps in his pocket
  • “Y/N”
  • And he’d just run over to where you were laying on the couch and pull you into the biggest hug
  • You’d rest your head against the crook of his neck
  • He’d hug you so tight
  • Almost too tight
  • Too tight
  • “Peter, ow that -”
  • “OhmygoshI’msosorryIdidn’tmeantohurtyouareyouokay”
  • “Peter, you’re okay, it’s okay”
  • He’d pull you back into a softer hug
  • “I just don’t like it when you feel bad”
  • After a second you’d start sniffling and your nose would run so you’d reach over him and grab a tissue
  • He’d watch you all sad and then throw the tissue away for you because he doesn’t care about your snot
  • “So, I, uh, I brought some stuff”
  • He’d go over to the bag he brought and pull out 6 DVDs
  • Of course it was all Star Wars
  • But you really wanted to watch them with him cause he was so excited about it
  • “I thought that maybe I could bring the marathon to you”
  • “Now all we need is some popcorn”
  • He’d refuse to make you popcorn because all May would let him eat when he was feeling bad was soup and crackers
  • Then he’d reach into that damn magic bag again and pull out a bunch of cans of chicken noodle soup and wander over to your kitchen
  • “Do you want double noodle, extra chicken, extra broth, or chicken and rice?”
  • “How many soup cans did you bring?”
  • “Only like eight”
  • He had brought two cans of each kind in case you liked one a lot more than the rest
  • “Chef’s choice,” you’d say through a grin
  • He’d be a little overwhelmed having to choose from all of the soups
  • Double noodle was his favorite though so he’d make that and bring it over to you with a spoon
  • He’d watch you take the first bite to make sure it was okay
  • You’d give a smile and a nod of approval and he’d be so relieved
  • Then the dork would go run and put The Phantom Menace in the DVD player
  • You’d scoot over in your bundle of blankets to make room for him
  • He’d curl under the blanket with you and you’d lay your head down on his chest
  • His fingers would move gently through your hair and along your temples
  • He’d just be sweetly affectionate and whisper little things into your hair
  • “Even when you’re sick you look pretty”
  • “You should wear baggy clothes more often you look so cute
  • “I love laying on the couch with you can we do this more often please”
  • Whenever you had to get up to pee he’d wine like the little kid he is
  • “Come bacckk”
  • “Peter I have to pee”
  • “Okayokay just hurry back but take your time cause I know you feel bad but hurry back”
  • When you got back he’d snuggle you even tighter and wrap his arms across your chest
  • “Do you feel better?”
  • You’d nuzzle against his chest, nodding
  • He’d smile with satisfaction and run his hands over your shoulders
  • Just rub them
  • Just the feeling immediately released all of the tension in your body
  • You really did feel better
  • But he’d insist that he had to stay to make sure you didn’t get any worse
  • “We can have a little sleepover”
  • “Fine, Peter”
  • But you were actually super excited
  • “But not like t h a t kind of sleepover, I know you’re sick, I mean - oh gosh, I’m sorry that was weird I just need to stop, I’m so sorry oh my-”
  • Peter
  • You guys would just start laughing because he was such a dork
  • You’d keep on watching the Star Wars movies until nightfall but he’d be watching you like 99% of the time
  • “Thanks for taking care of me, Peter.”
  • “Of course, sweets”
You’re It (Chapter Three)

Pairing: Peter Parker/Reader

Synopsis: After you and Peter start dating, you decide it’s time to break the news to Aunt May.

Word Count: 1,686

Tags: @thisisthelilith, @team-fiction, @flossorz, @booksyoutubelife, @143amberrose @avengers-earths-mightiest-heroes

Chapter One, Chapter Two

A/N: I feel like I haven’t posted anything in ten years, but anyways, here’s my next chapter for “You’re It!” This year has been rough but now that it’s summer I’m hoping I’ll have more time and motivation to finish all the writing I’ve been struggling to complete. I hope everyone enjoys (if anyone is even still interested in this fanfiction, that is)!

You and Peter had been dating for about a month now, but it hadn’t taken more than a week for you two to grow familiar with each other again. Easing into your relationship was like putting on your oldest, warmest, most favorite sweater that had been hiding in the back of your closet for far too long. But in spite of this, he was still shy about showing affection. He was always afraid that you didn’t really want him to touch you, so he just kind of let his hand hover at his side to let you know that he wanted you to hold it. You were always more than happy to do so. He walked you home from school every single day since the time you two shared your first kiss. You both lived pretty far apart, but he didn’t mind dropping you off at your house before taking the subway home. You insisted multiple times that this was unethical, but he just ignored you and continued to do it anyways. Usually he rambled happily about school or whatever superhero antics he had gotten into recently, but today he was unusually silent.

“What are you thinking about, Pete? You’re being uncharacteristically quiet today.”

“Nothing…just, something May and I were talking about yesterday.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, letting you know that he was uneasy about something.

“Was it about me?”

“Yeah. Nothing bad! It’s just that I, uh, told her that you and I reconnected.”

“And by ‘reconnected’ you mean…?”

“I told her we were just friends.”

You stopped walking and stood in front of him with a sour look on your face.

“I’m really sorry. You don’t get how she can be sometimes. I just didn’t want her to make a big deal out of it.”

“Are you afraid she won’t like us together or something? Does she not like me?”

“No! She just…she’s been kind of crazy lately with me being happy and social and I didn’t want her to obsess over it.”

You rolled your eyes and started to walk away from him.

“Okay, I get it. I’m a huge idiot. I’m sorry. Y/N, I’m sorry!”

He grabbed your arm gently and you spun around. You glared up at him, but he pulled you closer to him and smirked. You melted immediately. Damn that adorable crooked smile.

“You are an idiot. Promise me you’ll tell her?”

“That’s the thing. She asked me to invite you to dinner at our apartment on Friday. Maybe we could tell her then? Together?”

You instantly felt the churning feeling of anxiety in your stomach when he said this.

“I don’t know, Pete…”

“Come on. Please don’t make me do it alone. Please?” He said, flashing a cheesy smile at you.

You rolled your eyes.

“Damn you and your cute face, Peter Parker.”

You let your finger hover over the buzzer to Peter’s apartment. Why did he make you come here by yourself? You could practically feel the sweat soaking through your clothes. All you wanted was for May to like you as much as she had when you were young, but you had changed so much. You took a deep breath and pushed the button. You heard a buzz and Peter’s voice come through the speaker almost instantly.

“Come on up, Y/N!”

When you reached his door, you raised your hand to knock, but jumped back in shock as Peter opened the door before you could. He shut the door behind him and pulled you into his arms.

“What are you-” you started to ask before he cut you off with a kiss.

“I just wanted to do that before we went inside. Oh, by the way, how do you feel about spaghetti?”

Oh shit,’ you thought. You loved spaghetti, but you didn’t know how to eat it without looking like a pig. Getting those long noodles on your fork and into your mouth without making a mess was something you had yet to master. Not the best food for a good first impression.

“Yeah,” you swallowed nervously. “Spaghetti sounds fantastic.”

You smiled and squeezed his hand, then followed him into the apartment.

 May was in the kitchen cooking when you walked in. She immediately dropped what she was doing and rushed to hug you.

“Y/N! Look at you! You’re all grown up. It’s so good to see you again after all of this time.”

You were surprised as she wrapped her arms around you in a gigantic bear hug, but relieved that she was still as warm and kind as she had been when you were a child. You couldn’t believe that you expected anything besides complete and genuine kindness from her.

“It’s good to see you, too! Thank you so much for inviting me here.”

“Of course! When I heard that you and Peter had reconnected I was so happy. You know, he hasn’t had many friends as of late…”

“Okay, Aunt May. Thank you,” Peter interrupted with a red face.

“I’m sorry. I’m just trying to say I’m happy that you have Y/N in your life.”

You looked at Peter and smiled, his blush increasing.

“Anyways, dinner will be ready in a half hour,” May said as she rushed back to the stove to stir the sauce she was preparing.

“If you want some help I would be happy to do something,” you offered.

“Wow, thank you, Y/N,” May said with a huge smile on her face. “I like her,” she mouthed to Peter, making sure that you could see it, too.

 You and Peter both worked together, chopping vegetables and pushing them into the sauce pan. Peter did a horrible job. The pieces he cut were way too huge and you had to fix them for him, trying to show him how you did it. One thing was for certain: Peter would never be a chef.

“You should probably just stick to saving New York City,” you whispered to him when May left the kitchen to search for ingredients.

He laughed and gave you a little shove with his elbow. When you were done chopping the vegetables, May insisted that you two go have fun, but not too much fun. Peter rolled his eyes and guided you out of the kitchen and into the living room.

“So, uh, want to watch a movie? We can finish it after dinner. You can pick.”

You grinned and walked over to the shelf to pick a movie. His collection almost brought tears to your eyes. He had every classic you could think of. It took you a while, but you finally chose Star Wars. You held it up to him and he smirked at you.

“My favorite.”

You sat beside each other for the next fifteen minutes until dinner was ready. You should have been watching the movie, but you couldn’t stop watching Peter. It was adorable how into it he was. He groaned when May called you from the kitchen, not wanting to pause the movie. You both helped May set the table, then sat down to eat. You were beyond glad that Peter was there with you because his terrible table manners made you look good. He kept making loud slurping noises and getting pasta sauce all over his face. May must have kicked him under the table to get him to behave because he suddenly sat up straight and stared at her with a wild look of panic and confusion. You had to fight very hard to keep a straight face. After the meal was done, you and Peter shared a look with each other, both understanding that it was time to break the news to May.

“That was really great, May. Thank you again for having me over.”

“You’re welcome anytime, Y/N. I’m glad you could make it.”

You looked back at Peter, then at May, then him again. You were trying to tell him that you wanted him to be the one to break the news.

“So, um, May? There’s something I wanted to talk to you about. Well, actually, something Y/N and I wanted to talk to you about.”

“And what might that be?” May said, crossing her arms on the table.

“Well, uhm…actually, Y/N and I aren’t just friends. We’ve been dating for a while now. A month, to be exact.”

You held your breath, bracing yourself for her reaction.

All she did was snort and break out in laughter.

“Oh, thank god. I was afraid Y/N was pregnant or you eloped or something. Peter, honey, I know. I’m not stupid.”

Peter looked dumbfounded.

“But…I told you we were just friends.”

“You’re a horrible liar, Peter. I can always see right through you.”

You let out a sigh and started giggling. She was right, he was a terrible liar.

“Anyways, I’m very happy for you two. I always knew you guys would end up together.”

You and Peter made eye contact across the table, sharing a smile and a tomato red face.

After dinner, you two tried to finish watching Star Wars, but you fell asleep against Peter’s shoulder. He was so invested in the movie that he hadn’t noticed. He turned to you to comment on something happening on screen, but when he heard no reply, he looked down and saw you with your mouth wide open, drooling on his shirt. He covered his mouth to suppress a laugh, trying his best not to wake you. He let you sleep through the rest of the movie, though it was painful for him knowing that you were missing the best parts. When it was over, he nudged you gently with his finger.

“Y/N? Pst, Y/N,” He whispered.

You stirred and opened one eye, letting out an exaggerated groan.

“What do you want, Parker?”

He smiled down at your half-asleep face and poked you one more time.

“Tag, you’re it.”

You smiled sleepily and burrowed your face into his chest. You knew it was late and it was time for you to go home, but you wanted to make this moment last a little bit longer.

{Reaction} Block B’s s/o Being Approached by Another Idol

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Ahn Jaehyo

Originally posted by jaehyohoe

Jaehyo: “{y/n} is talking to an amazing idol. I hope she gives off a good impression; I know how much she loves up to them.” 

Woo Jiho/ Zico

Originally posted by welldonezico

Zico: “No kidding, {y/n} is actually having banter with that idol. Her reputation will be as good as mine before she knows it.” 

Park Kyung

Originally posted by pyojhoon

Kyung: *Watching from afar* “Don’t fuck this up {y/n} you may have collaboration opportunity with this.”

Pyo Jihoon/ P.O.

Originally posted by oppazico1

P.O: *He’d be introducing you to idols tbh* “{y/n} meet Dean, Dean meet my girlfriend. You guys should make some music together since {y/n} is trying to get her name out there at the moment.” *Your biggest fan tbh* 

Lee Taeil

Originally posted by junhyyo

Taeil: “Jagi how many times have I told you that you should’t feel star struck, they are just people remember?” 

{y/n}: “You never said that when I was star struck over you.” 

Taeil: “We;; you’re allowed to be flustered over me but not that dork.” 

Lee Minhyuk/ B-Bomb

Originally posted by clumsypenguin

B-Bomb: “Go and talk to that idol right now, you’ll regret it if you don’t. Go on Jagi, I have faith in you.” 

Kim Yukwon/ U-Kwon

Originally posted by alittlebitblockbbias

U-Kwon: “Why would I mind that you talk to other idols Jagi? I’m proud that you have the confidence in the first place.”