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anonymous asked:

49 and Saphael please with a cherry on top😎

(I’m sorry this is so late and I’m sorry I’ve never done anything Saphael before! ;-;)

49. “Well this is awkward…”

Ay dios mio,” Raphael said.

“Well, this is awkward. This is not what it looks like!” Simon said, although he knew it didn’t exactly look good.

Callate la boca,” Raphael said, rubbing a hand down his face. “Why are you wearing my clothes?”

“Technically I’m only wearing your pants,” Simon said.

Raphael glared, a look that said Simon was not helping the situation. Simon looked down at himself, dressed in Raphael’s jeans and holding Raphael’s shirt in his hands.

“I can explain,” Simon said, looking back up.

“Do so,” Raphael said. “But put a shirt on first.”

Simon eagerly obeyed that, pulling the T-shirt over his head. Raphael’s clothes were a little tight on him, but it was better than the clothes he had been wearing.

“Explain, Daylighter,” Raphael said.

“I was with Clary and the Lightwoods, there was a little incident involving a demon, and my clothes were covered in its blood by the end,” Simon hastily explained. “I told them I’d get changed and meet back up with them. Hotel Dumort just happened to be close so…”

“So you chose to wear my clothes.” Raphael did not seem amused.

“I figured the others wouldn’t appreciate me wearing theirs,” Simon said.

“And you thought I would?”

“I’m still alive, so that’s a positive sign. Besides, I didn’t think you were around. I thought I would just get changed and you’d never even have to know. But then you walked in and, well, now this is painfully awkward.”

Raphael shook his head. “I have more important things to attend to. Do as you please, Daylighter.” He pushed past Simon before hesitating a little. “You do not look bad in them.”

The door closed, leaving Simon to stare at it with an open mouth. He looked down at the clothes he was wearing, just a little too tight on him.

“Neither do you,” he mumbled, grinning a little before also leaving the room.

Mr. Popular Part 7 (Nash Grier)



It’s been a 2 months since I’d spoken to Jack, Sam, or Nash. We were on winter break now, and Christmas was in a few days. Even though me and Sammy weren’t on talking terms, I still consider him my best friend. So I bought him a Christmas present.
“Mom, I’ll be back in a little bit, I’m going to take Sam his Christmas present.” I said as I walked down the stairs.
“Okay sweetie, be careful!” She screamed.
I walked to my black BMW, an early Christmas present ,and headed to Sam’s house.
I rang the doorbell, a smiling Mrs. Wilkinson opened the door. “Y/n!” She attacked me into a hug.
“Hi Mrs. Wilkinson” I said laughing
“I’m here to drop off Sammy’s present”
“He’s in his room, he said not to bug him but he’ll be happy to see you.”
“Okay” I said.
“Well it’s been nice to see you but I have to go to the store and finish shopping. See you later.” She said as she gave me another hug.
I was left alone in an empty house. I walked over to the basement which was Sammy’s room.
I opened the door and walked down stairs. I heard mumbling. I was about to turn around but curiosity got the best of me so I kept going down.
I reached the last step and looked up to find a shirtless Sammy being straddled by Grace… Nash’s girlfriend.
“Oh… Um I’m sorry I should’ve knocked first.” I said as stumbled up the stairs.
“Wait y/n!” Sam yelled as he too went up the stairs.
“Im so sorry Sam, I-I should have knocked.” I said stuttering.
“Can you please not tell Nash?” Sam asked with pleading eyes.
“Sam… This is wrong and you know that… But I’ll let you decide what you think is best.” I paused. “Merry Christmas” I said handing him his present and giving him a hug.
“Um… I’ll take yours later okay?” Sam said.
“Yeah that cool” I was secretly happy that Sam was going to visit me later, I missed my best friend, but disappointed at what he was doing.
I went back to my house, and changed to some comfortable clothes. Which consisted of sweatpants and a hoodie.
I was watching Netflix on my laptop when someone attacked me with a bear hug.
“Sammy!” I screamed. “I missed you” I said giving him another hug.
“Yeah I did to” he said scratching his neck nervously. “I came to give you you’re present” he handed me a neatly wrapped box.
“Thank You!” I said putting the box on my night stand.
“I just wanted to say, thanks for not going all crazy earlier” he said.
“Yeah… I just don’t want to see you get hurt. Grace is… Well you know…”
“Yeah I get it.” He responded.
“So how’s life?” I asked.
“Same… Nothing new. And you?”
“Well… I broke up with Jack” I didn’t tell of when Nash came into my room and kissed me.
“Oh…” He said.
“Wanna watch a movie?” I asked grabbing my laptop.
“Yeah” Sam said smiling.
“Okay you pick a movie while I get snacks.” I said as I walked down the stairs.
I grabbed popcorn, soda, chocolate, sour patch kids, you name it I had it.
I got a bag and stuffed all the snacks in it.
“Ready?” I asked as put all the snacks on the bed.
Sam nodded his head yes and put play on the movie.
Of course he had to pick a scary movie, Ouija.
Five minutes into the movie we heard someone walking on my balcony. Seconds later Nash came bursting through the door.
“There’s the asshole!” he said, fist and jaw clenched.
“Nash what the hell are you doing here?”
“I saw his car out front” he paused. “Grace cheated on me with him.”
He said stepping closer to Sammy. I quickly stood in front of Sam.
“Nash don’t act so innocent, you’ve kissed me before. As far as I know that’s cheating.”
“What?!” Sammy asked.
“Yeah but they had sex, that’s whole another level” Nash added.
He quickly went past me and tried to punch. But before he could reach Sam. I punched Nash.
“What the hell y/n?” Nash said holding his face.
“Oh my god Nash I’m so sorry!” I said trying not to laugh. “I-just don’t try to hit my best friend next time.”
I turned towards Sam. “I think you should go”
Sam nodded his head “yes” and walked out the door.
“Where are you going?” I asked Nash as he walked back to the balcony.
“Somewhere” he said with a stern look on his face.
“No” I said grabbing him by the hood of his sweater. “I know where you’re going and what you’re going to do. So we can either talk about it or we can watch a movie and eat a bunch of food.”
“The last thing I want to do is talk about this so movie sounds good.” He said plopping down on my bed.
“Oh my god!” I screamed as the ghost popped out into the screen.
“Don’t tell me you’re actually scared, y/n it’s just a movie” Nash said laughing at me.
“It’s still scary” I said with a pouty face.
“Come here! Give me some love.” Nash said while opening up his arms. I happily accepted his hug and rested my head on his chest. This was probably very wrong but I liked it too much to pull away.
I woke up in the same position I fell asleep in, still being hugged by Nash.
I looked at my cellphone it read 7:00 a.m. That meant my parents were home. I quickly stood up and locked the door and then went back to bed to wake up Nash
“Nash” whispered shouted, gently pushing him.
“What?” He answered annoyed.
“We fell asleep… Again.” I said remembering the first time he came over. “Seriously Nash, wake up. If my dad finds you here he’ll kill you.”
“Okay! I’m up” He paused. “Let’s go to breakfast” he said standing up from my bed.
“I don’t know…”
“Oh come on y/n”
“Fine let me just change” I said pushing him out to the balcony.
“Okay I’ll wait for you at the end of the street.” He before kissing my cheek. Well, that was unexpected. I just stood the dumbfounded until the cool winter air brought me back to reality.
I quickly changed into some jeans, combat boots, an old obey t-shirt, and cardigan. I applied minimal makeup and put my hair down.
I quickly made my way downstairs. Only to be stopped by my mom.
“So who’s the boy” she asked, a cup of coffee her hand.
“What boy?” I asked.
“You like him?”
“What? no” I said trying to play it off.
“Don’t lie y/n, I can see it in your eyes. You’re crazy about him.” She said smiling.
“Bye mom.” I said as I walked out the door.
I walk down the street until I saw Nash’s car. I got inside to find a smiling Nash.


i present: some hq fashion headcanons i came up with a bit ago that i rly like

  • pop punk nishinoya with doc martens, skinny jeans, eyeliner, like six piercings in the gay ear
  • daichi in v-necks and cutoff jorts
  • asahi wearing birkenstocks and cargo pants or really soft old jeans and faded t-shirts and flannels
  • suga wears converse, leggings, soft sweaters, cardigans in pastels and flower prints. once in a while, mom jeans.
  • half the time oikawa tries really hard and wears cool vests/waistcoats and looks like a forever 21 fashion plate, the other half he tries not at all and wears X-files and I WANT TO BELIEVE t-shirts with worn-out jeans and flip-flops, either way he looks fucking fantastic
  • kiyoko lives, breathes, and probably sleeps in business casual. owns a trench coat and at least 5 pencil skirts. can rock a lab coat
  • tanaka wears basketball shorts all winter, OBEY t-shirts, snapbacks. occasionally pairs a flower-print sweater with aforementioned basketball shorts. possibly a disaster
  • kenma likes pretty skirts and gigantic sweaters and strappy sandals and vintage jackets but half the time he’s too lazy to put effort into an outfit so he just ends up wearing a cami and skinny jeans again
  • kuroo tries to look really cool with t-shirts that have English words on them and nobody tells him that they say things like “temperature” or “massachusetts”
  • iwaizumi wears tie-dye tank tops and weird white-boy shorts and oikawa makes fun of him for looking like a tourist all the time but he pulls it off
  • kageyama’s mom bought all his clothes. it shows. painfully