oh my gosh shes so cute

The Bookstore

Hey guys! It’s me again, and I sorta wanted to write a Tom meet-cute because I daydream about those 25/8? This is just soft, fluffy and sweet, I hope you like it!
Author’s note: Tom is my screensaver and I went to Barnes and Noble today and the girl that was ringing me up was really, really nice and we were talking about Marvel because I was buying a comic, (I finally found Spider-Man Blue, three cheers for me!) and she was literally like, “oh my gosh, you and Tom would be super adorable together! I can just see it now!” And I sort of died? So this is just a story branching off of that?
The Bookstore
“Is that your boyfriend?” The saleslady asked, referencing the girl’s phone, as a smile that stretched from ear to ear crossed over her features. “He comes in quite often, has mostly good taste in books, although, sometimes his choices are questionable at best. Likes fantasy and adventure, some good, some not.”
The girl’s eyes widened and her mouth flopped open and shut like a guppy’s as she attempted to stutter out an appropriate response.
Tom Holland was the girl’s screensaver, and no, he most definitely wasn’t her boyfriend because he had no idea that she existed. Even if he had stumbled across her fan account, she’d just be another fan to Tom, maybe she’d even stand out for being an ultimate creep.
“He’s a very polite boy, you’re so lucky! My daughters are only interested in self-obsessed assholes.” The lady began to scan her choices, continuing to rant about her daughter’s apparent bad taste in men.
The girl was still struggling to comprehend her situation. The saleswoman clearly knew Tom, who apparently came in often, as did she, so she couldn’t really say that he wasn’t her boyfriend without looking like an utter and complete weirdo.
Pondering, she bit the inside of her cheek. Their paths had never crosses, so what could be the harm in indulging in a little fantasy? “We’ve been dating since last Spring,” She said, not daring to look into the kind eyes of the saleswoman.
“Ah, I see. I bet you two look absolutely adorable together, maybe turn him onto some high quality literature next time he comes in, eh?” The woman smiled from across the counter, waving the girl’s new Philip Roth books in the air before handing them over.
Reaching for her five purchases, the girl smiled and nodded, “I’ll do my very best!” She called and waved as she left the store.
Over the next few days, Tom wandered back into the bookstore. Navigating his way down the store’s narrow aisles, Tom searched for something that he could read on the plane that he’d inevitably be boarding sometime soon. He paused every so often to pick up a book, glance over the summary on the back, and reshelve it to it’s proper home.
After shuffling down another section, he came across the very same saleswoman who had helped the girl moonlighting as his girlfriend.
“How come you guys never come in together? She knows some good authors, I’m sure she’d love to help broaden your horizons.” The saleswoman said, maintaining her position, crouched over to straighten and tidy the shelves.
Tom looked around, unsure of who the woman was speaking to, because as far as he knew, none of his friends knew about this store. They opted for Barnes and Noble, while he prefered to dig.
“Yes, you. I just met your girlfriend and she’s lovely. Great taste in books.” The woman said again.
Scratching his head, Tom wasn’t exactly sure what to say, so he played along, not wanting to be rude. Surely she must be confusing him with someone else, because he didn’t have a girlfriend to share books with, as much as he’d like one.
“Yeah, we just have different schedules, she’s usually in class when I peruse the bookstore.” Tom said, bending down to help the woman on the floor.
“She’s very cute, and very sweet. It’s nice to see young people reading something that isn’t their twitter feed.” The woman said, taking one last glance at the fixed up shelf, before nodding decisively and standing up.
Tom stood as well, chuckling, “My Dad’s an author, so reading has always been apart of my life.”
“You guys are lovely, let me know if I can be of any help.” The woman began to walk away and Tom shook his head and laughed.
“How do you know that my girl is my girl? We never come in at the same time.” Tom asked suddenly, curiosity leaking into his bloodstream.
“She comes in more often than you, buys more books than you, and you’re her screensaver. It’s quite cute, actually.” The saleslady called out.
There it is, Tom thought, she might be a fan. He couldn’t think of any other reason that he’d be her screensaver. Shoving his hands into his pockets, Tom smirked and picked out not one, but two books. One to leave at the register for her the next time that he came in, and one for him to read while he was on the press tour.
“That is so thoughtful! She’ll love it!” The woman said from behind the cash register, clapping her hands together. “I’ll make sure that she gets it, alright? Wanna put a little message in it, promise I won’t peak! I’ve got a pen right here!” She chirped happily.
“Yeah, alright, I’ll actually do that. Could I please borrow your pen?” Tom asked.
Drawing a heart to conclude the note to his ‘girlfriend’ that he’d never met, he said thank you one to the lady one last time and left the store.
The very next morning, the girl pushed her wallet back into her purse at the bookstore’s register, waiting for the same saleswoman to finish ringing her up.
“Saw your boyfriend yesterday, left a little something for you.” The saleswoman smiled, turning around to sift through the books on display behind her to find Tom’s choice for the girl.
The girl felt the fiery licks of scarlet coloring her skin again. Her hands shook, surely Tom thought that she was a mega, ultra stalker. He’d probably left her a note begging her to kindly fuck off. She wished Mother Earth would swallow her up the same way it did to Sita in ‘The Ramayana.’
“Don’t be embarrassed, silly, it’s endearing.” The woman handed her a book titled, ‘Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair’ by Pablo Neruda. “He’s paid for it, of course, and he left you a little note on the first page. Lent him the pen myself.”
“He really shouldn’t have,” the girl stuttered, her hands almost noticeably shaking as she held the book within her palms.
Inside, Tom had scribbled out,
Seeing as you’re my girlfriend, I thought it was only fitting to leave you at least twenty love poems. Left you a song of despair as well, seeing as we haven’t met yet.
Love always,
Your devoted boyfriend, Tom

“Could I go back and pick one out for him as well?” The girl asked, feeling a tiny bit braver after reading Tom’s cheeky message for her.
“Of course! I love this, I wish more couples did things like this for each other, it’s endearing!” The saleswoman smiled, shutting the register.
After picking out an appropriate novel, she left the store, smiling, blushing and practically gliding on air.
Later that very afternoon, Tom was chased by the overbearing coldness of the afternoon breeze, and his own excitement over whether or not she’d received his present, back into the bookstore.
Not even bothering to look at anything, he came to a halt in front of the saleswoman, who upon seeing him enter, tore through her display to retrieve the novel that she’d left for him.
“Did she get it? Did she like it, I haven’t heard from her yet.” Tom asked, beaming at the woman.
“She loved it! She loved it so much, in fact, that she’s left one for you as well.” She handed him a novel called ‘One Day.’ “She’s left a love note for you as well!”
Tearing the book open, Tom came across her delicate handwriting sprawled in black ink.
Here’s to hoping that I meet you one day.
With all the love in my heart-
Your mystery girlfriend
Fighting the urge to hug the book closer to his chest, Tom made a choice.
“I’m going to go pick her a book out right now, and I’m going to wait right here until she comes back in. I want to give her this one in person.” Tom turned on his heel to search for the perfect book for to give her, when the saleswoman informed him that she’d already been in today.
“Alright then, I’ll be back first thing tomorrow.” Tom blushed, but continued on his way down through the shelves, desperate to find the perfect book for her.
Deciding on ‘You,’ by Caroline Kepnes, Tom paid and left the store, planning to return right when the bookstore opened.
The very next morning, Tom was perched in a cushy, plush chair, obscured by stacks and shelves housing novels, waiting for her. He’d positioned himself perfectly, ensuring that he could see the register at all times, but that the people at the register wouldn’t be able to spot him, unless they knew where he was hiding.
He was completely on edge. Every time the door opened, he’d practically leap to his feet, only to be met with disappointment because mostly everyone who wandered in off the street was either male, or too old to be his mystery girlfriend.
Finally, when Tom had all but lost hope, a girl so otherworldly beautiful that Tom truly debated in his mind whether or not the girl was even a girl, he briefly wondered if she was an ethereal fairy of sorts, floated into the room.
Her hair reflected light the same way that waves in the sea did, and her voice was so soft and warm that it sounded as he imagined his favorite hot drink would taste. She waved hello to the saleswoman before diving into the poetry section, hidden deep within the store.
Jumping to his feet, Tom rushed to finally meet her, rolling the book he planned to give her in between his palms.
Checking his hair one more time, Tom came to a stop next to her.
“Excuse me miss, I was just wondering if you happen to be my mystery girlfriend, who apparently has better taste in books than me?” Tom’s confidence was evaporating as she turned around to face him.
She was even prettier up close and Tom wanted to scratch his own eyes out for beginning the conversation with such a shit line.
Thankfully, she smiled, a strawberry jam colored blush widening across her delicate features. “That would be me, but unfortunately, you’ve caught me off guard and now I don’t have anything to give to you.” Her eyes refused to meet his own for more than a few seconds.
She could barely believe any of this. First, her celebrity crush and her happened to both shop at the same bookstore. Then, he goes along with the charade of being her boyfriend, and even leaves her gifts, and now, he was standing in front of her.
He looked like Prince Charming and her brain was turning to mush.
“Lucky for you, I don’t mind. But, I do have a book for you.” Holding the novel, ‘You,’ out to her, he began to sway from foot to foot, nervous that she’d hate it.
“Funny enough, that’s one of my favorite books,” She laughed, “But are you planning to kill me?” She referenced the plot of ‘You,’ which was more or less a horror story, hardly the conventional romance.
Stuttering, Tom attempted to clear his name. “I just thought it was fitting, seeing as we met in a bookstore, and so did Joe and Beck,” the main characters who become romantically involved in the novel, “And really, I just wanted you to have the line about the mouse in the house.”
“Are you going to get a cat to chase me out?” She teased, and Tom laughed.
“Absolutely not, you’re just all I’ve been thinking about. I wanna know you, and learn from your apparently epic choices in literature.” Tom said, leaning in closer to her.
“Than sit, and I’ll pick you something out?” She questioned, shyly moving to sit on the floor, her arm curled around more than a few options.
The pair scooched into one another one the floor, and the saleswoman watched, smiling from her spot at the register. Her two favorite customers were finally together.
Her eyes twinkled as she turned the radio onto a station that played only love songs.
They read love poems, and love stories together, so it only seemed fair that they listened to only love songs as well.

~From Sour to Sweet~

When you find a new friend in the strangest way.

cat hybrid!yoongi/reader

Word Count: 5,704

What were you thinking?

You don’t know what possessed you to go to a hybrid adoption facility and want to pick out a hybrid of your own. You felt bad that you could only choose one of the many hybrids presented before you. All were of various species accentuated with different colors, shapes, and sizes.

“You can go in if you want.” The employee next to you responds, having spotted you looking at the hybrids through the glass window.

The room was pretty spacious but you were afraid that if you went inside you would try and take them all home with you. It looked like a cross between a playground and recreational room. There were beds for them to sleep, a TV off to the side, and lots of blankets and pillows.

“If there’s one you want to interact with personally, we have rooms available for you, if you’re not comfortable going inside with all of them. It can get overwhelming sometimes.”

You watched all the hybrids for a bit. There were a couple of rabbits running around in a game of chase, bounding through the other hybrids as well as hopping over stray toys and scattered furniture pieces. The foxes were playing with a soccer ball, rolling it back and forth and a few of them even went to mess with the other hybrids nearby. Literally all of the dog hybrids were play wrestling each other and you could see tufts of fur flying through the air. Most of the cats were either asleep or lazily tossing balls of yarn here and there.

You notice a small white cat hybrid tucked away from everyone else, including the other cats, curled up in a ball high on top of one of the shelves. He wasn’t sleeping, rather he was lying there and observing all the other hybrids with a smidge of boredom adorning his features, white tail flicking lazily back and forth like a pendulum. His white ears contrasted the black locks of his hair as they twitched to each of the sounds. You noticed that he looked…lonely, yet there was a hint of sadness somewhat hidden in his eyes, and your heart ached at the sight.

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OH MY GOSH during newsies i was sitting next to this little 5-year-old year girl and she was singing along to EVERY SONG and her mom kept having to shush her and during intermission her mom told me that her daughter was so happy that I knew all the lyrics too and so I highfived the little kid and she goes “I’m the king of New York!!!!” to prove her Superior Fansie Status and honestly? my heart has been warmed. who'da thunk? she’s the king of New York!!!

anonymous asked:

I don't know why but the idea of Kim picking Alix up and throwing her over his shoulder whoever she's getting really angry at somebody would be really cute in your fabulous art style *hint, hint*

“Hey, I’m gonna give him a head start.”

“You’re gonna need the head start after I’m done with him!”

Patater Week - Day 7

Feb. 12- Adopting a Pet Together (Bonus points for including Kit!) - 1.5K

Kimmy’s sitting outside the pet shop, fenced in with two other volunteers and about fifteen puppies when the 6’4 guy with the Falconer’ cap comes up to her.

“Puppy for sale?” he asks, his accent thick. European, Kimmy guesses, but she’s pretty bad at pinpointing these kinds of things. He’s pointing at the wriggling ball of fur in her lap, gnawing at a plastic bone.  

“Adoption,” Kimmy says, then cradles the puppy as she stands. “Would you like to hold him?”

“Can I?” the man asks, sounding pleasantly surprised as he sets down his groceries.

“Sure,” Kimmy says. This particular puppy hasn’t really been catching the attention of families throughout the day. He’s a little plain, Kimmy supposes, and shy around strangers. “Just kind of hold him with two hands—there you go.”

The man is astonishingly gentle when she transfers the puppy to him, and the dog looks comically small in his hands. The man’s eyes are twinkling, and he holds the dog close to his chest, kissing it on the head very lightly as he murmurs in Russian.

“His name’s Kenny,” Kimmy says. “We found him in a box downtown, along with a couple others. They’ve all had their shots, gotten fixed, microchipped, it’s all included in the adoption fees.”

“His name Kenny?” the man grins, like there’s a joke behind that. 

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anonymous asked:

Oh gosh. Okay. Hnnnngg imma tell u a lil story. So I had a dream about Sans and the others having a sleepover at my place. And HOLY CRAP Sans looked like ur style (like how u draw Sans)! Alphys brought a shrink gun (like in cartoons XD) and wanted to test it out. But she kinda forgot to warn me and the others that it has a bounce effect so I would be thrown in le air. When Alphys shrunk me I started falling and Sans Caught me in his hands. I just thought it was so cute cuz he was in ur style! :3

twas cute so i drew it with shitty water colours  (my pen like….exploded on me it was bad, hence the ink everywhere)

DATING!ONG SEONGWOO

Well now, dating this little shit right here would include:

  • first of all, laughs for days
  • you won’t have a moment to feel sad when you got Ong by your side
  • see what i did there *shoot*
  • he would crack a joke in the most inappropiate moments 
  • and sometimes it would be annoying cause he can’t keep quiet and keeps making derp faces and embarassing you in public
  • but you love him anyway cause he keeps making you smile
  • SO MUCH TEASING 
  • Like literally all the time 
  • you want him to share something with you? “buy your own yo”
  • “seongwoo it’s just one minute, please give me the mirror a bit”
  • “It’S jUsT oNe MiNuTe, PlEaSe GiVe Me ThE mIrRoR a BiT”
  • but he ends up sharing eveything with you, it’s just that he enjoys teasing you and seeing you flustered so much 
  • but really, your smile is the most precious thing for him 
  • he would like watching you as you get your make-up done and most likely would start commenting on it
  • “i don’t think the shade looks good on your skin” 
  • and you’d be like “are you kidding me seongwoo?! i spent 40 minutes on this” 
  • “i’m just saying, you know, it’s not my fault” 
  • and when you slap him he would give you a backhug and kiss your neck while staring at you both in the mirror
  • “you’re lucky you have a hot boyfriend, babe”
  • “fuck you seongwoo” 
  • “you sure you can handle me?”
  • i feel like he would love showing you off to his friends
  • like “you see her? yeah, she’s mine, that’s my girl.” 
  • pet names would be a common thing and besides the usual “babe”, “honey” he would call you something funny or stupid 
  • like “cupcake”, “honeybunch”, “dumbass”, “muffin-top”
  • you would always bug him about how much time he spends with daniel and how he should just date daniel instead of you
  • “well maybe i should, daniel honey here i come” 
  • “SUNGWOO NO DON’T LEAVE”
  • and then he would start coming back into the room dramatically 
  • “what is that? did I hear someone call for a handsome prince?”
  • “YOU MEAN PRINCE HWANG MINHYUN IS IN MY APARTMENT?!” 
  • “YOU BRAT! COME HERE!”
  • and a tickle/pillow fight would emerge and you would end up on the floor with him pinning you down while smirking 
  • he would kiss the tip of your nose before forcing you to say he is the most handsome guy you ever met 
  • and you will spend half the day on the floor cause you wouldn’t admit it and he needs to hear it from you 
  • fights wouldn’t happen often and they are short-lived all the time
  • but sometimes you would get insecure since he is so handsome and so many girls are trying to flirt with him 
  • and he sees it immediately and calms you down
  • “babe, I am jinjja, daebak, real, heol, wanjon in love with you”
  • and you would laugh cause gosh he’s so amazing 
  • always holds you close with one hand resting on your waist and giving glares to anyone who dares to give you a second-look
  • he would be really well-mannered when meeting your family 
  • complimenting everyone so they are all just “aww, such a handsome young man with such good manners”
  • but then he would just do a dumb shit in the middle like
  • you asking “daddy can i get the salt?” 
  • and he also reaches for it as everyone stares at him 
  • “oh… i thought she said darling, my bad” 
  • so he laughs it off cutely and no one suspects a thing
  • *JUST GO BACK UP IF YOU’RE UNDERAGE*
  • but under the table he probably has his hand on your thigh and is creeping up higher and higher 
  • until he finally reaches your core and decides to tease you by massaging it quite a bit 
  • while he maintains eye-contact with you and tells your mother how beautiful you are and how lucky he is to have you 
  • and then he would do that stupid move of dropping his fork under the table just so he can give a quick kiss inside your thighs
  • “oh this little thing, it fell so far away. maybe Y/N can show me where the kitchen is to get a new one?” 
  • and when you get to the kitchen he would kiss you hungrily while finger-fucking you just to give you a taste of what you will get tonight 
  • I think  he has some experience + rather high stamina since he dances
  • i honestly think he would be one of the best at oral
  • lots of tongue work and wet kisses all over your private area and thighs
  • loves hearing your moans and you putting your hands into his hair pushing him against you 
  • would be a tease even in bed; kissing and licking you anywhere and everywhere but on your sweet spot 
  •  usually dominant but with a shade of laziness here and there  
  • would like it if you took charge from time to time and just try to dominate him
  • he would smirk from undearneath you while you kissed his neck and chest
  • “you look so sexy like that, babe” 
  • would love it if you ride him as he gets to grip your hips and chest
  • i think his favorite positions would be: you on top, reverse cow-girl, face to face and missionary 
  • he wants to be able to hold you, kiss you and basically just feel you next to him
  • a vocal one in bed, especially when receiving 
  • so expect dirty talking, moans, your name being called as well as your pet names alongside stuff like:
  • “god you’re so tight”
  • “my princess is so wet already” 
  • “oh my god, you’re making me crazy Y/N” 
  • i think he would be into light bdsm and leather 
  • also would like it if you got all dolled up for him with red lace lingerie and garter stockings even though the clothes would be on the floor in less than a minute
  • it would make him go crazy seeing you like that
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aesthetic: plankton and karen at the end of the best day ever

Imagine having to dress up for a hunt and Gabriel realising he loves you

Word Count: 1289

Request by: @mrs-winchester-novak

 I love your writing! I was hoping I could request a gabrielxreader? It’s where the boys and the reader (who lives with them) have to go to a black tie event for a hunt and so the reader gets dressed up and asked Gabriel to be her date (cause she likes him) and so when they see each other they are baffled bc they both look so good and it’s super fluffy and cute bc they both are telling each other how good they look? They also confess their love for each other and it can lead on if you want:) 

Warnings (I guess): Implied sexy times boiii!

A/N: OH GOSH! I have a astronomy test tomorrow for GCSE’s and instead I’m writing fanfictions. Priorities, am I right?! Wish me luck on my test guys, cause Chuck help me I’m gonna need it. 

“No! Nope, no way!” You repeated as you paced back and forth.

Sam and Dean had both just told you that for the next hunt you needed to be used as bait as the ghost you were currently fighting only attacked girls and that the next location they would strike would be at a fancy ball meaning you would have to dress up sophisticatedly.

“I don’t think the Ghost would even go for me anyway!” You murmured to yourself yet due to the quiet room, the Winchesters heard you.

The idea of you wearing a dress and heels made you feel slightly insecure as it had been years since you had worn anything close to an outfit with such elegance, usually you would be most comfortable in a flannel jacket and some hunter’s boots they’re more practical anyway.

“Who would I even go with?” you questioned. Sam and Dean would have to fight the ghost when you lured it meaning nobody would be there to escort you to the ball, you would look out of place if you were alone-

You were cut out of your thoughts as the familiar sound of flapping wings filled the room.

“What’s this I hear about a party?” Gabriel snapped his fingers causing a sucker to appear in his hand before placing it in his mouth.

“It’s not even a party, it’s a ball,” You groaned still annoyed that you knew you would have to do this for Sam and Dean, “The Winchesters want me to act as bait at this fancy, shmancy dance but I have to get dressed up meaning dresses, heels and makeup and I’ll have nobody to go with which makes it extremely awkward and suspicious…” you continued to ramble on about all of the problems with this plan.

“I’ll go with you,” Gabriel simply said, pulling you out of your mini rant, “I mean, think about it, you won’t have to go alone, I’ll be there to protect you and also you’ll get to see how ravishing I am in a suit,” he added whilst wiggling his eyebrows at you causing a slight smile to appear on your face.

You knew that you could be in almost any situation with Gabriel and feel completely safe/calm next to him due to the slight crush you had developed on the archangel when you both first met almost a year ago, you had quickly become good friends and as that friendship progressed you tried your hardest to push away any feelings you had for him as you knew that he could never love you back but the feelings always seemed to resurface every time you saw him.


After what felt like an eternity of getting ready in the bathroom you were finally done. Your dress was black, tight and slimming and your high heels lengthened out your legs and height (even though you still wouldn’t be as tall as Sam or Dean in them) and your hair was curled giving it volume and a bounce as you walked. You turned and looked into the mirror and you were definitely pulling the outfit off.

“Ughh, Y/N are you done in there? It’s been ages, come on we have to go,” you heard Gabriel childishly moan from behind the closed bathroom door.

You chuckled to yourself at his impatience before opening the door to the bathroom and walking out.

Gabriels face dropped from all emotion as did his jaw as he took in your beauty.

Gabriels POV

She was beautiful; exceedingly beautiful. Her dimples made pretty craters on her skin as she laughed. Her lips seemed made to be kissed – and in no doubt, they were and she had the brightest most enticing eyes you would ever see. No words could describe how beautiful she was.

Snap out of it Gabriel, she could never fall in love with you. You’re an archangel, she’s a human. Why would she want to be with you when she could have a normal life?

Gabriel quickly replaced his jaw dropped, expressionless face with the smug smirk everyone knew him for.

Back to Y/N’s POV

You almost immediately noticed Gabriel’s shocked face at your appearance. Was it too much? Did I go over the top? Your thoughts ran frantically wild but calmed as you noticed what Gabriel was wearing and by gosh did it make the room feel instantly ten times hotter.

He was dressed in a sharp looking, well fitted suit which accentuated all the right parts of him. A black tie was hung from his neck and his hair was slickly pushed back. To say that Gabe looked amazing was a serious understatement, how the hell would people believe that I was seriously going out with him for this hunt.

“Y-,” Gabriel tried to speak but his voice wouldn’t allow him to, “Y/N, you look absolutely amazing,” his eyes roamed your body causing a heat to rise instantly to your cheeks.

“Me amazing? Have you seen yourself, you’re like the hottest person on the Earth right now,” you spoke without thinking. Gabriel’s eyebrows raised at what you said. If you weren’t blushing before, you definitely were now.

“I didn’t mean that- well erm, I kinda did, I mean-“ as you stuttered around and fumbled for the right words to say, a new found confidence overcame Gabriel and he stepped as close as he could to you, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist and his body pressing against yours.

You tried to look down as you were extremely nervous but Gabriel lifted one of his hands to your face, his thumb and finger pressed gently against your chin pulling your face so that you were looking directly into each other’s eyes.

“I have no clue how I’m going to keep my hands off of you during this hunt,” Gabriel leaned down and whispered into your ear sending a wave of pleasurable shivers down your spine.

Your heart slowed down to an almost stop as Gabe leaned in closer towards your lips until eventually, as cliché as it sounded, fireworks exploded in your stomach as you both locked lips. Your hand moved up to his head as you wrapped your fingers within his golden hair. Your pulse beat fast as you were drunk on emotions, his soft candy coated lips moved perfectly with yours. It felt like it would last forever but eventually it ended and you both pulled away.

Gabriel’s arm was still tightly wrapped around your waist and his body still impossibly close to yours, leaving you only wanting to lean in to taste his soft lips again.

“I suppose we should go on this hunt then, Sam and Dean are waiting for us,” you said with a slightly sad tone to your voice which Gabriel instantly picked up on.

“Nah, I have a better idea,” he said before clicking his fingers then scooping you up into his arms causing a shocked gasp and a slight giggle to escape your lips, “they think we’re with them in the back of the impala.”

He gently placed you down onto the bed before crawling on after you, his hand placed on your thigh as he looked lustfully into your eyes.

“Meaning we have plenty of time alone,” he nuzzled his face into your neck as he placed gentle kisses down it.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” Gabriel murmured in between kisses.

“Oh trust me, I do,” you replied smugly before pulling his face into your hands and locking lips with his once again.

You could practically feel the love radiating off of both of you and you knew in that moment that the love you both felt would last forever.

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cathythefuck  asked:

Can you make a story where Veronica takes Jd's trench coat and keeps it if she feels down?

Sure I can! Ah! I haven’t had much activity on this blog lately! I’m so happy you sent in a request! I really enjoyed writing this! Get ready for so much fluff anf JD being a sweet little angel! Enjoy!


“Hey Ronnie, darling? Have you seen my-” JD cut himself off when he saw Veronica asleep on the couch, wrapped in his coat. “… Jacket.” He finished, leaning against the wall, smirking. Veronica yawned in her sleep and JD smiled. He moved to sit next to her and put his hand on her shoulder. Veronica stirred and rolled over to fall against him. JD felt his breath hitch and his face flush as Veronica snuggled with him in her sleep. “Woah…” He whispered.

JD wrapped his arms around Veronica and held her close as she slept. “I love you, Ronnie.” He whispered in her ear. “I’ll never let anything hurt you.” He promised her. He stroked her dark hair and felt the soft curls wrap around his fingers. Veronica shifted a bit and JD hushed her. He kept whispering loving words in her ear and holding her close.

“Oh my gosh how cute!” JD’s face shot up and he looked mortified as Heather Chandler put her hands on her hips. “What an adorable sight! Big bad JD is snuggling with little Ronnie!” She laughed. JD tried to keep himself from blushing.

“S-screw off Heather!” JD snapped. “I’m just… she fell asleep on me!” He defended. Heather flipped her hair.

“Suuuuure.” She rolled her eyes. “And then you accidentally kissed her and told her how much you loooove her!” Heather laughed.

“What are you like, six?” JD grumbled. “Yeah, so the secrets out.” He said sarcastically. “I love my girlfriend, I wanna marry Veronica!” He spoke sarcastically, but as soon as he realized what he said his face went stark red and he froze.

“You wanna marry Veronica?” Heather asked. JD held totally still and gulped.

“I… I don’t NOT want to marry her…” He rubbed the back of his head.

“You do! You really are in love with her aren’t you?” Heather asked. JD blushed deeper and Heather cackled. “You’re blushing so much right now!” She teased, laughing hysterically. JD gritted his teeth.

“Don’t tell her what I said.” He mumbled.

“Are you seriously thinking about marrying Veronica?” Heather asked. “You guys are only seventeen.” She added.

“Just, hush! I don’t want her waking up.” JD told her. He set Veronica down and motioned for Heather to follow him into the kitchen. She followed close behind and JD rocked on his heels. He dug in his pocket for a while and pulled out a small box. “Look, I know we’re young but… I really love her. I can’t picture my life without her. I don’t want to live without her again.” He mumbled on and on.

“Oh my god you’re so lame.” Chandler tried to say, but she actually thought it was nice. “So I have one clue as to what’s in the box.” She took it from the boy and JD rubbed the back of his head. Heather opened the box. “Oh my god… this is really pretty.” Heather said, actually surprised.

“I was my mom’s. And I want Veronica to have it.” He spoke.

“Are you sure about this? Getting engaged? At seventeen?” Heather asked. “This is a big thing to think about.” She warned him. JD nodded.

“I think about it every single day.” He told her. “And I evaluate every bad thing that could happen but… none of them come close to me not being with Veronica. Even if we get married and we don’t have a lot or we stay in some dead end town forever! It’ll be great cause I’m with her.” He went on and on. Heather was done being teasing and now had important questions.

“JD, you may not have thought about this error.” She told him. JD looked up curious. “What if she says ‘No’?” Heather asked. JD all of the sudden felt like it was hard to breath and he felt heavy as led. “What will you do then?” Chandler asked.

“I just… hope she says yes.” Was all JD said. “Will she like the ring?” He asked.

“I want to say something mean about it but… it’s stunning.” Heather admitted. “This was your mother’s?” She asked. JD nodded and Heather looked at it some more. She then smiled and handed it back to JD, closing the box up. “Veronica is going to look wonderful in it.” She assured. JD grinned.

“Thanks Heather… you know? You aren’t so bad when you’re not being a total bitch.” He jabbed at her. Heather punched his shoulder.

“And you’re not so bad when when you’re not acting like a complete punk.” She huffed. “When are you thinking of asking her?” Heather asked.

“I don’t know. I have no idea actually but… I just know I want to.” He admitted.

“So you carry this ring around with you in case the perfect time comes along?” Chandler asked. JD nodded. “You really are softie, aren’t you?” She asked.

“Tell anybody and I’ll poison you.” JD threatened.

“Yeah, well tell anybody I was nice to you and I’ll shoot you.” Heather warned. JD held his hand out and Heather shook it.

“Well then it’s settled. We’ll hate each other always… unless nobody’s looking. Then we can be civil.” He agreed.

“No TOO civil… we’re already pushing it as it is.” She mumbled. “Care to throw in an insult or two before I go? Just so it feels less awkward?” She asked. “… Jackass.” Heather added. JD nodded and thought for a moment.

“Shallow priss.” He spat.

“Punk-ass-bitch.” She snapped back. “That feels better.”

“Yeah let’s never be nice to each other again.”

Safe and Sound [Shiro x Reader]

Requested by anon: “Can I get an imagine where Shiro and his s/o, or maybe just the whole team, are with these people & they have a baby (babies?) and the reader loves kids and is great with them and she’s holding a baby & she takes care of them while they’re there and just looks so happy with it & Shiro just /looks/ at her & he’s like wow I want her to be the mother of my children & he tells her that later & its cute & fluffy? Sorry that was really long and probably v specific. If you chose this thanks so much!💞”

A/N: I love this prompt, it’s so adorable. I hope you love this anon!

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You and the Paladins were at a point you never thought you would reach. The universe is safe, and you’re back on Earth. Safe and sound.

It has been a few months since you all returned to Earth, still having not gotten used to your normal life again. After coming back to Earth you and Shiro decided to move in together, having been with each other since before he had to leave for the Kerberos Mission. It has been a long time away from home.

Though today was extra special, you’re meeting some of Shiro’s family. To be honest, you’re nervous. You’ve helped take down an evil empire, traveled space in a castle ship, met multiple species of aliens, all whilst watching your boyfriend fly around in a robotic lion… and you’re nervous about meeting one of Shiro’s cousins and her husband.


Shiro was watching for his cousin until his eyes fell on you. He can tell you’re nervous. The way you’re fidgeting with your hands and picking at your nails. He knows all of your tells.

Walking over to you with a wide smile on his face, saying “Hey, don’t be nervous.” Cupping your face in his hands. Letting out a sigh you replied, “I can’t help it, I know I’ve already met your immediate family, but I’m still worried. What if they don’t like me?” Escaping his hands to bury your face in his chest. Chuckling, Shiro wrapped his arms around you. “There’s nothing to not like [F/n]. They will love you, I promise.”

“You’re sweet” Shiro watched as your peeked your eyes up while speaking. “I know” he teased, making a giggle escape your throat.

However, the moment was interrupted by a young voice yelling Shiro’s name. He looked toward the sound to see his cousin’s oldest son running up to him. Wearing a wide smile, he hasn’t seen the boy since he was a toddler. Then looking to see his cousin and her spouse, carrying a baby carrier.

Shiro took your hand and pulled you toward his family members. The little boy jumped into his arms, all the while admiring the prosthetic. Saying how ‘cool’ and ‘awesome’ it is, and how his cousin is a superhero. Making you laugh beside them.

“Who are you?” the young boy asked curiously. “I’m [F/n], I’m Shiro’s girlfriend” You smiled and waved to the boy. He blushed before turning back to Shiro, “She’s really pretty” he whispered. “I know” Shiro whispered back laughing.


Shiro introduced you to them all. Leading you to learn the young boy is named Jack, and his mom and dad are Lisa and Chris. Though you had completely fallen in love with their baby girl.

You talked with Lisa as Shiro played with Jack and caught up with Chris. They were currently just throwing around a football as you played with the newborn. Unaware of Shiro’s staring.

It has been so long since he’s seen you this happy. Of course being back home on Earth you’re happy but everyone is still reeling from those years spent in space, fighting the galra. He couldn’t help but smile at how amazing you are with the baby, she’s been smiling and giggling at you since picking her up. ‘Wow’ he thought ‘She will be an amazing mother one day. I want her to be the mother of my child.’ his thoughts continued, making him blush a bit. But his smile never leaving his features, it only widening when you caught him staring and used the baby’s hand to wave.

He could swear you didn’t put her down, the entire time you were playing with and holding her. Noticing how you had become very close with his cousin as well. You all stayed and had lunch together before they had to make their leave. Sadly you had to depart with the newborn, of whom wasn’t to thrilled to be taken from you either. It only making Shiro smile wider and wish he could give you something so special.

But wait, he can.

On the walk home Shiro debated on whether to bring up the topic or not. However it seemed it come up on it’s own the way you’re gushing about how adorable she was.

“Oh my gosh Shiro! She was so adorable, like a little peanut! I hope we meet up with them again soon.” You hugged his arm as you both climbed the stairs to reach your apartment. “I know, she’s a very cute baby” answering while kissing your head before opening the door to the hallway for you.

“Hey [F/n], I have an important question” He said, catching your attention. Drawing it away from the keys in your hand. “What is it?”

Pausing before saying, “Let’s go inside first.” as he gestured to the door. You put the key in the lock before the both of you entered. Moving to the living room where you sat on the couch together. Looking at him quizzically, trying to decipher what is important.

Taking a breath he started, “[F/n] I’ve been thinking lately. I know things have been rough these past years, but we’re finally safe at home. Before the Kerberos mission we always talked about growing old and having a family together, but after the Galra and Voltron we just stopped. I.. I want to have that family with you, for you to be the mother of my children and the woman I fall asleep next to every night. I want to marry you and start a family together. After seeing how your eyes lit up around their daughter, that’s when I knew for sure that I wouldn’t want to change anything. I love you so much [F/n]. Do you still want that? To have a family.. with me?” his eyes boring holes into your own.

He watched as your expression shifted from one of shock to pure joy. You threw your arms around his neck, knocking him over so you were hovering over him. “Yes you goof. Of course I want to have a family and get married. Especially with you, I can’t think of anyone more perfect and caring than you are. I can’t think of anyone who could make a better dad.” You beamed as your words dripped with happiness and love.

Eagerly Shiro lifted his head to connect his lips to yours. The kiss filling with love, passion, and joy. This is all Shiro has ever wanted out of life, someone to love him unconditionally. Someone so perfect for him that he want’s to start a family and have kids with them. You both fit together like two jigsaw pieces. It’s amazing.

He can’t help but think how lucky he is to have you in his life. You, the love of his life. 

anonymous asked:

Ainbo is an animated film by José Zelada at Tunche Film (Peru). Ainbo is a girl born in the Amazon rain forest. She is protected by Motelo Mama, a gigantic turtle and the most powerful spirit of the forest. Her life changes when Yacurunu, an ancient demon, threatens her home. The project will be presented in Berlin for international sales, but the delivery date is still unknown.

Oh my gosh, it looks SO cute! 

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Reggie Mantle x Reader: Finding a Date.

A/N: Warning, this fic is garbage. Read with caution bc I swear I need help. *Reader is best friends with Cheryl Blossom and good friends with Ethel Muggs… and literally everyone. You’re a fan of Overwatch and a low-key cosplayer, bruh. (I’m sorry, it’s a Halloween party might as well) ((Using she/her pronouns mostly bc I suck at writing, I just wanted to give Reggie more love and I failed)) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Y/N, you’re going to come to my Halloween party whether you like it or not. I’m not having one of my River Vixens mope and become a homebody.” Mentally screaming, I sighed and joined Cheryl as she stretched before the other girls came for practice. Cheryl Blossom’s been my best friend since we were kids. “Rich Kid Squad”, but I didn’t like hanging out with those other preppy shits. Jason and Cheryl were the only exception… They had my back and I had theirs in ways they never knew they needed. Since her twin brother’s death, I’ve done my best to help her cope. I guess my way of helping her is just being there and… joining the River Vixens.


“I already am, Cheryl, you know already that parties aren’t my kind of thing.” I replied, stretching my arms until I heard a satisfying pop from my elbow. Cheryl visibly cringed at the sound and continued to scold me like I was her child.


“Oh, please Y/N. You’re going and it’s final.”
She snapped at me and led me to the bleachers and sat down, patting the spot next to her.

“If you insist.” I sighed dejectedly. ‘My loot boxes will have to wait then… Daddy will have to wait,’ I thought to myself and tried to think of better days to lock myself in my room and level up on Overwatch with Reaper as my main.


“I know you’re thinking about your video games again, so I’ll make you a deal,” I stopped moping and stared at her, beckoning her to continue her sudden proposal because knowing Cheryl there’s always a catch.


“You can bring your video games and set up in the main hall,” I was about to scream. ‘Is she for real? Oh my gosh and she has a good wifi connection, a night without lagging! Huzzah!’


“But!” She interjected my notion. ‘Fuck my life, I knew it was too good to be true.’


“You have to dress up.” I scoffed and stood up straight. “You’re kidding, right? That’s it?”


“Yeah, why?” ‘That’s too easy, cosplaying is easy as pie Miss Cheryl. What’s really going on?’


“Cheryl, I know you. What’s the catch?”


“Okay fine, you have to bring a date and wear matching costumes.”


“Cheryl Blossom, you know I can’t talk to guys! What am I going to do? I’ve never been on a date, why are you doing this? Oh my God… I’m going to throw up.” I held my stomach, butterflies fluttering inside of me at the thought of asking a guy out.


“Y/N, calm down it’s not a big deal-”


“Uh, Cheryl yes. It IS a huuuuge deal! You know I hate talking to guys!”


“But, you talk to so many on that stupid video game chat whatever it is?”


“That’s different, they can’t see me.”


“Y/N. Listen up, you’re going to ask someone to the party and wear matching costumes. I’ll make sure to have the flat screen and your favorite snacks ready for you when you come, okay?”


“Fine… I’ll do it.”


“Good. And you don’t even have to hang out with him the whole night.”


“Well, that defeats the purpose of even having a date, but okay…”, tossing the conversation aside as the girls came into the gym, ready for cheerleading practice and more of Cheryl’s drama.


“Yup. Alright ladies, line up. We have to perfect this routine by tonight and if it’s not, we’ll be staying late so let’s get going.”

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“Who do I even ask? I don’t even talk to any guys other than Archie, Kevin and Jughead. Archie’s going with Betty, Veronica asked Kevin and I highly doubt that Jughead would want to go to a party for Halloween, he’ll probably be working on his novel.” I ranted to Ethel Muggs, she’s my study partner for Chemistry and Statistics. Ethel laughed and quickly copied my notes from a day she missed when she was sick. We were in the library and it was just us two and the librarian and she didn’t mind us chatting away, we were her assistants so we were in the clear.


“I don’t know. At least you were invited.” I froze at that thought. ‘Dang it, I should’ve been more considerate. It’s Ethel, why am I so stupid? …Wait.’


“You wanna be my date?!” I blurted out. Her eyes widened and she shook her head no.


“No no no no Y/N, I am good as done. I don’t want to be anywhere near those dumb jocks.”

I sighed and nodded my head in understanding, she’s had it rough the past year and I should’ve known better.


“This is gonna suck so badly. I just wanted to spend the night with Daddy and-” Ethel cut my rant short.


“Daddy? Who’s that?” I froze. Did I really say Daddy out loud? In front of Ethel?


“Um… He’s no one, forget I said anything.” Flustered, I tried changing the subject. I felt the heat creep up my neck. ‘Damn my abilities to blush, it’s not cute!!’


“Y/N, I don’t know. Sounds interesting and kinky, if you ask me. Spill the beans, Y/N/N.” Her grin teasing me whilst she shuffled her papers around into a neat pile.


“Oh my gosh! Okay, he’s a character from this game I’m playing, it’s called Overwatch.”


“Wow… Didn’t expect a rich and preppy cheerleader like you to be the gamer chick type, I’m a bit surprised but not really because I saw those books in your bag. If I’m correct, those are called ‘manga’, right?” I blushed heavily and covered my face.


“I am not preppy! I’m a disgusting nerd. Don’t look at me.” Ethel laughs and starts packing her stuff.


“Well, thanks for the notes and I hope you find someone to take because God forbid you get on Cheryl’s bad side for not bringing a date.” I shook my head lightly as I chuckled, “Yeah, it’s no problem Ethel. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She smiled and walked out of the library, leaving me alone with Mrs. Walker.


“You mind closing up today, Y/N?” She asked and tossed me the keys. I smiled and nodded yes to her.


“Yes, no worries Mrs. Walker. I’ll just study for a few more minutes before I go.”


“Thank you, sweetie. Have a nice day and good luck finding someone for the party.” She shuffled her way out the double doors and left me alone. Me and the books.


I stared down at my neat stack of chem worksheets and statistics notebooks and let out a deep sigh. 'I shouldn’t be stressing over something so small… Wait, did I pack my pepper spray?’


Ever since Jason’s death, my parents insisted that I carry a can of pepper spray. They even went as far as buying five bottles for me, wrapped with the instructions.


A thud broke me from my thoughts and I looked around. 'I'm… the only one in here, right?’


Reaching into my bag, I searched my bag for the small spray can. “Aw dang nabbit.” Opting for a No. 2 pencil, I rose from the desk and made my way towards where the sound came from.


“Hello?” I called out. 'Wow, am I dumb? I’m that stupid dumb bitch that gets killed in every horror movie that goes towards the danger.’


I heard another thud and a small scuffle, I stood behind a bookshelf holding the pencil firmly in my hand against my chest. 'Lord, please help me now.’


The scuffling grew louder and sounded like it was getting closer to me.


“AAAAHHHH!!!” I shouted, swinging my arm everywhich way prepared to stab whatever was there.


“OH SHIT! WAIT, STOP!” A firm grip caught my wrist and in a panic, I clenched my eyes shut and swung my leg at my assailant and kicked them, I don’t even know where.


“Ow… shit, you kick hard.” Realizing whose voice it was, I opened my eyes and yanked my arm away from him. 'Neighbor boy?’

Out of all the guys in Riverdale, I hadn’t thought of HIM to ask. 'It’s not like we talk so?’


“Reginald, what the heck are you doing in here? The library is closed.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: this is pretty much trash lmao but im turning it into a two or three-shot idk but yeah… it’s not good so I’M SORRY GUYS 😭

anonymous asked:

SO. Here's how it went down. I was super into this girl in my art class right? I had no idea what to talk her about until I found out she was into Stucky. So I began talking to her about stucky and I used the hell out of this blog to rec her stuff that she liked. I used the fics on this blog (bc she didn't have a tumblr so she hadn't read a whole bunch) to flirt and find out what kinds of things she was into. Anyway after lots of cheesy Stucky refs I asked her on a movie date & she said yes!

OH MY GOSH THATS SO CUTE <3

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anonymous asked:

au where david got amnesia after getting hit by the logs in ep 12 (i'm not sure if that would actually give someone amnesia in real life but imagine the angst)

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