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More Pokémon Ultra Sun and Pokémon Ultra Moon details have been revealed! There are new buildings and landscapes in Alola—but that’s not all. Ominous dark clouds are spreading in the sky over Alola… What could this mean? http://bit.ly/2qT9MWT

Petrichor

Characters: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 10,118

Genre: Fluff/Angst


You weren’t exactly sure when Min Yoongi had come into town.

To be quite honest, you didn’t even know when it was that he had first stepped into the coffee shop you worked at. It was hopeless attempting to remember each person who passed through the establishment, especially not when the interactions generally lasted less than a minute. The faces of the customers you encountered every single day just blended together, much like their orders of caramel macchiatos and green tea lattes. It was difficult to keep track of the cursory café connoisseurs, but you knew one thing was for certain.

He hadn’t been here before.

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Apple Fritters {Part 4}

Originally posted by sddonald22

{part 1} {part 2} {part 3}

word count: 1468

pairings: peter parker x reader

warnings: some swearz 

a/n: this last part to my beloved firstborn was the most emotional one of all, i lowkey thought i was about to start crying at a few parts, and i hope it stirs the same feels in you guys. thank you so much to everyone who helped me put my work out there, it means so incredibly much to me. so here is the fourth and final part, im gonna go treat myself to some apple fritters now

tagging: @tronnoristheotp @nedthegay @i-saved-me @theweirdowithablogo @leorai-lemony-lewa


Dark, ominous clouds loomed closer and closer in the sky, seeming to follow you. There was a sudden clap of thunder that shook your eardrums, startling you as you hurriedly made your way home.

You gave up on trying to get in touch with Peter, angrily shoving your phone in your purse, left alone with your mind swimming in all kinds of thoughts. You were angry and hurt that he had just left you, but most of all you were very, very frightened. You came to the sudden realization that you had no idea who Peter was. You were starting to believe that there were a lot of lies he was getting away with telling, and that thought alone was enough to make your jaw clench and fingernails dig into your palms.

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✰ * º ❛   buzzfeed unsolved sentence starters  ( pt. four )   ❜

         (   part of the youtube starter series   )

‘  you don’t feel strange at all? not even a little bit?  ’
‘  oh shit, waddup! i’m taking a selfie with some demons, yooo. hell yeah, whaaa!!  ’
‘  you’re insufferable.  ’
‘  yeah, i’m just gonna… get some fucking holy water.  ’
‘  i’ve lived my life with one adage and that’s don’t fuck with demons.  ’
‘  i just love seeing you squirm!  ’
‘  okay, tell your spooky story!  ’
‘  i think this is all bullshit.  ’
‘  we better get out of this house, somebody knocked our little bear out of his little wicker chair.  ’
‘  you’re telling me you wouldn’t be unnerved by going upstairs and seeing a bunch of stuffed animals organized into a little cult circle when no one did it?  ’
‘  what the fuck? oh shit! no!! where’s my holy water?  ’
‘  what the fuck? oh shit! no!!  ’
‘  where’s my holy water?  ’
‘  it’s just a flashlight! it rolls, it’s cylindrical!  ’
‘  here’s the thing– this is what i fucking love about like, paranormal evidence. people are always clamoring for it, right? like ‘where’s the evidence,’ and then when the evidence is finally they’re like, ‘fake!’  ’
‘  if you slit my throat tonight, i’m gonna have a hard time forgiving you for that.  ’
‘  will you haunt me for the rest of my life?  ’
‘  no, i won’t haunt you cause i’ll be dead. ghosts aren’t real.  ’
‘  that demon’s racist!  ’
‘  fuck that demon, he’s whitewashing the history of this house.  ’
‘  this demon’s what’s wrong with hollywood.  ’
‘  whatever, demon’s racist. i don’t respect this demon.  ’
‘  you’ve lost your mind!  ’
‘  here we go! rock and roll, buckaroo.  ’
‘  fuck this house. fuck this house so hard.  ’
‘  here’s the thing, i discount almost 100% of all of ‘i saw it in the middle of the night’ things because sleep paralysis, often times, most people wake up and see shit.  ’
‘  if i wake up tonight and there’s this grotesque looking thing laying next to me and just staring at me with it’s fucking stupid beady eyes open, i’m gonna shit myself. there’s gonna be poo in my sleeping bag.  ’
‘  i’m gonna sleep closer to you, i don’t care.  ’
‘  every little pin drop that you hear, every little creak, it’s gonna make your butthole tighten.  ’
‘  i think it would be a sleep-full night for me if it weren’t for you.  ’
‘  annnnnd nope, i’m man enough to admit that this is not happening tonight. i can’t. it’s not happening ever.  ’
‘  you givin’ up?  ’
‘  i just think it’s silly to give up at the last minute, but whatever. you know, it’s no big deal.  ’
‘  did you just call the demon a motherfucker?  ’
‘  i don’t give a shit now, i’m gone.  ’
‘  peace out, bitches. go fuck yourself. you were truly awful and i hate you.  ’
‘  this is the happiest moment of my life.  ’
‘  i think it was just a wonderful coincidence.  ’
‘  i’m glad it happened because i got to see you turn into a babbling mess.  ’
‘  i’m happy to let you believe in this ‘cause i think it’s fun that you believe in it, cause if we go to more places, it’s gonna be fun to watch you freak out some more. so great.  ’
‘  let’s just call it unsolved, how ‘bout that?  ’
‘  but we sure had fun!  ’
‘  he looks really happy, actually. look at that little face. he looks like he’s eatin’ grapes.  ’
‘  that’s really interesting, let’s get the fuck out of here.  ’
‘  i don’t wanna imagine that. can’t you just let me enjoy the moment for once?  ’
‘  what a trip its been. we’ve seen a lot of stuff. seen spiders, we’ve seen… ghouls.  ’
‘  this looks like disney land. i wouldn’t be surprised if they got cotton candy in there.  ’
‘  yuk it up, man. yuk it up. you’re really enjoying this, but when the lights go off, this may be a little different.  ’
‘  you’re full of shit if you do not feel strange right now.  ’
‘  i assure you in like half of the places you’ve been, people have died there. people have probably died in the chipotle we just ate at.  ’
‘  well then that’s why she didn’t live forever! cause she found a loophole!  ’
‘  i won’t argue that your logic is flawed. i just hate it because it’s detrimental to my argument.  ’
‘  you think the ghosts just checked in every like 3 to 5 years?  ’
‘  this is a theory. i’m just stating a theory.  ’
‘  no one builds a house like this because they have arthritis. no one says, ‘oh, my knuckles feel a little funny. i’m gonna build a house with 500 rooms.’  ’
‘  i hear ya, man. i agree with ya. i’m just saying this is a theory that people believe… and i’m relaying the theory.  ’
‘  those people are idiots.  ’
‘  i mean, you know what the doctor says: ‘nothing’s better for arthritis than a two story drop to the floor below’ right?  ’
‘  although, i will say, i cannot imagine communicating with spirits produces any kind of receipt.  ’
‘  that’d be– yeah. i… i agree with your calling of bullshit.  ’
‘  good! i’m glad we agree on something for once.  ’
‘  i’m gonna lock myself in here with the ghosts.  ’
‘  i knew that you were gonna do that and it still scared me. fuck you.  ’
‘  hey, man. calm down!  ’
‘  you almost scared me to death – i’m never gonna forgive you for that. hope you’re fucking proud of yourself.  ’
‘  there’s a lot of things that you can’t see that are real. you can’t see gravity – that’s real.  ’
‘  i can’t see gravity? yeah, i can drop an apple.  ’
‘  hey, ghosts! tussle my hair. give me a little purple nurple or something, let’s have some fun!  ’
‘  you’re the worst.  ’
‘  if i have to spend one more moment looking at your silly face, i think i might murder you myself.  ’
‘  we’re on our way to a nightmare.  ’
‘  you’re on your way to a nightmare. i’m on my way to a nice retreat.  ’
‘  this is a mistake.  ’
‘  there’s also a thunderstorm rolling in so that’s fun.  ’
‘  he looks fine. look at him! the kids fine and now i feel like a big weenie.  ’
‘  you are a big weenie.  ’
‘  this is the beginning of a horror movie right now.  ’
‘  that’s an ominous cloud in the sky. some very atmospheric thunder.  ’
‘  well, this seems all horrible and awful in general.  ’
‘  look, there’s spiders everywhere, so that’s nice.  ’
‘  see, i’m more concerned about the spiders than the ghosts.  ’
‘  i thought i got bit in the asscheeks by a spider.  ’
‘  anytime i get even remotely spooked, i just look to the monkey with the sunglasses.  ’
‘  is that a bed? is that a guy? should we poke it with a stick?  ’
‘  uhh, sure. if that’s what it’s gonna take to get us out of here then yes, i believe in all of this.  ’
‘  this is a fucking nightmare.  ’
‘  what the fuck was that?! holy shit balls!  ’
‘  okay, i don’t care what his favorite was – fuck that, let’s go.  ’
‘  toodaloo, can’t say it was pleasurable.  ’
‘  fuck everything about that place.  ’
‘  ‘odd’ doesn’t even begin to describe this one. it’s very strange.  ’
‘  my interest is piqued.  ’
‘  they’re making their kids work seven days a week? my parents would maybe be like, ‘empty the dishwasher’ on a… you know, a thursday, and i’d be like, ‘this is bullshit.’   ’
‘  i guess i’d run away from my parents if they made me work seven days a week, especially if i was shoveling horse shit and moving dirt.  ’
‘  i’d fake my own death.  ’
‘  you strike me as one of those idiots who likes to put their phone down and walk into the middle of the woods and experience nature and all that bullshit.  ’
‘  either way, leaving your house in this day and age without your phone, without your credit cards, that’s already a death sentence. you can’t do that.  ’
‘  this is what happens when you live on a farm.  ’
‘  what wide generalization are you gonna make about people on farms right now?  ’
‘  i just think you gotta read some– some culture, eh, watch some two and a half men, i don’t care. just connect to popular media and know what the world is thinking, otherwise you go nuts.  ’
‘  yeah, ‘cause nothing says sanity and civilization like a red robin resturant, right?  ’
‘  how much trouble could a family of farmers get into?  ’
‘  farmers and bears don’t mix. they don’t put bears on farms.  ’
‘  i imagine this is a little bit more than they bargained for when they were trying to find that pikachu.  ’
‘  that’s fucking terrifying.  ’
‘  you just lock your door. you’re in a car, drive away. that’s not that scary. and then, you know, if the doors don’t work and he starts breaking a window, then guess what? time to die. and that’s a bummer.  ’
‘  then guess what? time to die. and that’s a bummer.  ’
‘  what point does the fear come in? about when the life is draining out of my body.  ’
‘  oh yeah, excuse the public for wondering about your safety, sir.  ’
‘  this does make me realize i don’t give people the middle finger enough.  ’
‘  i guess i’ll just go fuck myself then.  ’
‘  i’m not gonna go find my kids if i’m trying to get off the grid. off the grid, no more kids.  ’
‘  alright, well… once again, we’ve solved nothing.  ’
‘  do you think you could become part of a shared delusion?  ’
‘  every time i’ve ever offered even a little bit of a delusional thought, you immediately shut it down.  ’
‘  no one thinks they’re susceptible to shared delusions and then it happens.  ’
‘  what if we’re in a shared delusion right now?  ’
‘  is this all in our mind?  ’
‘  it could be all in our mind. this could be the most elaborate delusion of all and we’re talking we’re talking about delusions which, in term, is actually a weird delusional loop.  ’

Operation Soulmate | One

Pairings: Steve x Reader

Summary: Steve has a confession to make.

Warnings: Language, I think? Mention of a gay relationship.

A/N: for @marvelous-fvcks‘ writing challenge. My prompt was ‘Heart’. 

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Steve is in a mood.

He’s been acting like an ominous storm cloud is hanging over his head the entire morning. It was noticeable when he came back from his run, but is now even more apparent, as he’s had time to stew in his thoughts for far too long. When Steve Rogers starts over-thinking things, it’s pretty fucking difficult to get his headspace back into somewhere positive. He’s stubborn like that.

You’re eating lunch together, sitting side-by-side at the kitchen island. Your attempts to start up a conversation with Steve are met by a brick wall — you’re getting nothing out of him besides the occasional grunt and some monosyllabic replies. Eventually, you stop trying, resigning yourself to an eerily silent meal.

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Thunderstorms | Kian Lawley

Pairing; Kian Lawley x Reader

Word Count; 753

POV; Third Person

Summary; You and the knj housemates were in a middle of a movie night when it starts to rain and grew into a thunderstorm. None of them knew how afraid you were of thunder besides Kian, who makes you feel safe

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There’s nothing better than movie nights with everyone. Especially when it’s a Jim Carrey movie because Bobby and Kian would do their iconic impression of him. It was the perfect night and full of laughter. You were in the middle of your second movie when the light sound of rain came from outside.

“Yes, rain!” Jc exclaimed

“I love the rain,” You agreed “except the thunder”

“What do you mean? Thunder is the best part” Corey added as you slightly shrugged. You tried to play it off because no one knew how you found thunderstorms completely terrifying. It was a childish fear but somehow you never got over it. Now it was an embarrassing fear and hoped no one finds out. But unfortunately, one person knew and it was Kian. Kian was the one who you barely talked to, barely hung out with. Every time it rained, you’d think “it had to be Kian…” because you thought Kian would think of you and laugh at your dumb fear.

When he found out, it was just you and him in the house. Since you two barely talked, he had no idea what to do. But you didn’t blame him, not every 20 year old is scared of thunderstorms. So he awkwardly sat with you in one of the housemate’s room until it was over.

“Looks like there’s gonna be a thunderstorm or something” Harrison states standing at the window

“What?” You asked feeling slightly unsteady. You walked towards the window and saw the sky becoming dark and low with ominous black clouds forming. The brassy glare drains the colour from trees and houses. The wind picked up, howling and warning for what’s next to come. You can hear the sound of pattering of raindrops hitting the cement and rooftops then comes the first low crack of thunder.

You inhaled sharply then held your breath, so did the wind. Everything seemed to stop for a few moments then the heavy rain started to fall, splattering the ground haphazardly. The scent of rain grew dark and strong. You gulped trying to get that lump in your throat to disappear. Your hands started to get clammy as your heart beats rapidly in your chest. You slowly stepped away from the window trying to not show fear. You glanced at Kian who stared at you with a concerned look.

“I gotta use the bathroom” You stated as you turned your back on the group, a crack of lightning filled the room for a few seconds then the room returned its dark state again.  You started speed walking and ran into the nearest bathroom. You didn’t care whose it was, you just didn’t want to be with the others when the first loud crack of thunder boomed. Like on cue, the thunder rolled overhead like the fury of the gods. You let out a small cry then quickly climbed into the bathtub, covering your ears as an attempt to block out the loud booming. Then you heard a small knock on the door.

“Y/n?” Kian asks through the door “A-are you okay?” He stutters. You didn’t open the door right away because you didn’t want anyone to see you in this state. After five minutes or so, another small knock was heard. You decided to open the door since Kian already saw you like this. Once you did, you saw Kian sitting next to the door. He quickly got up when he saw the door open. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” He states rubbing the back of his neck.

“Thanks, Kian” You smiled rubbing your eyes. Another thunder boomed across the city making you jump.

“Hey, come here,” Kian says leading you to the bathtub. He got in too, wrapping his arms around you. You ducked every single time thunder clapped, but you couldn’t help it. “It’s gonna be okay, it’ll be over soon” Kian whispered in your ear, you hugged him back tightly, starting to feel safe. “Look, put this in.” He instructed handing you earphones. He got out his laptop that you didn’t notice he had and typed in Netflix. He clicked on one of your favourite movies then pulled you in closer.

Mid-movie, you didn’t even realize that the thunderstorm stopped. But you were still cuddling with Kian in the bathtub. You continued sitting like that until the movie was over.

“Did I do better?” Kian asked referring to the time he first found out about you fear

“A hundred times better” You smiled snuggling next to him.

“Pizza!” I screamed.

“You’re right,” he said.

“Why!?”

“Just hold on,” he said. “The teacher will explain.”

“Okay!”

And she did explain. The pizza man was going to teach us, step-by-step, how to make a pizza and then the entire class would get to eat it.  

“But I’ll need some help,” he said.

“I’ll help!” I screamed. I needed him to know that I was the main guy. That whatever he needed to shorten the window of time between this very moment and the moment when we were all eating pizza; I was his man.

“Okay, great!”

I hopped up and ran over to the table where the pizza man had rolled out a couple balls of dough.

“First, we have to toss the dough to expand it into the shape of the pizza,” he said. “Watch me.”

And as I watched the dough fly through the air, it dawned on me that the more dough, the larger the pizza, and the larger the pizza, the more for us to eat.

“More dough!” I screamed.

“You need to be careful, okay? Because too much dough is hard to control.”

“Give it!”

Before he could respond, I reached into the Tupperware container and grabbed another large fistful of dough, nearly doubling the amount I had in front of me.

“Okay, do you remember how I…” he started to say, but it was too late. I was already throwing the dough in the air and spinning it into a large disc.

The larger it got, the higher I threw it. Bigger and bigger until it floated above me, blocking the main light in the classroom like an ominous cloud.

“I think that’s enough!” The pizza man looked worried and his concerned face was the last thing I saw before the gigantic glob of dough landed on my head and oozed over every part of my body.

I tried to scream, but the second I opened my mouth, it filled up with dough. I waved my arms wildly like a man on fire because even though I could hear a few muffled screams through the layer of dough that covered my ears, I needed people to know that I wasn’t kidding.

Suddenly, I felt the pizza man’s hands clawing at the dough, but it wasn’t fast enough. In a blind panic, I tried to run, but immediately tripped and landed in a tray of sauce. I barely managed to get to my feet, but as soon as I did, I tripped again and rolled across a table, coating my sauce-covered body in cheese, onions, bacon, and double pepperoni.

“Mrrrawwwww!” I bellowed, staggering towards my horrified classmates. The muffled screams around me felt louder somehow and as I tried to reach them, I tripped again and bellyflopped onto the portable oven the pizza man had warned us was piping hot.

As I rolled around, I could smell the delicious pizza cooking evenly all around me until finally, in a final burst of strength I got to my feet and burst through the door towards the playground.

A week later, after a pack of stray dogs had dragged me into the forest and after I had been told by doctors that I was lucky the dogs had been smart enough to only bite at the pizza and not my body, I was greeted at home by the president of the pizza chain.

“Wow! I screamed.

“Hey there!” he chuckled. “Why, you might be the bravest guy I’ve ever met.”

“Thank you!”

“How would you like to be my official Pizza Deputy?” he asked.

“Wow, really!?”

I nearly died right there from excitement. He explained that all I had to do was sign a few legal forms and I’d be his first and only Pizza Deputy. Of course I signed it right away and when he left, I told my dad all about it.

“Are you crazy?!” My dad jumped up and punched the wall. “What did you sign? God damn it! Oh for fuck’s sakes, I need to call the lawyer.”

And what I found out later was that the lawyer confirmed it: we had no case as long as I signed the forms. But still: I was the Pizza Deputy.

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“The what?” asked the cashier, months later when I was healed enough to ride my bike to the pizza place. He looked tired.

“The Pizza Deputy.”

“I don’t know what that is.”

He walked back to the manager and I listened as he explained it.

Cashier: “He keeps saying Pizza Deputy.”

Manager: “Dude, I don’t know. We’re busy.”

Cashier: “So then what should I tell him?”

Manager: “Just give him a free refill.”

I couldn’t believe my ears: it was all true. I really was the Pizza Deputy!!

“ Iris von Everec’s memories first recalled happy days spent in Olgierd’s company, then became darker and darker. In fact, even the sunnier ones had an ominous cloud hanging over them – an uneasy feeling something horrible would soon happen. Iris von Everec had been a sensitive woman and noted subtle changes in her husband’s behavior. She had lacked the courage, however, to delve into their cause. “
 
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One of the best portraits I’ve ever made and it’s based on wonderful cosplay by Svyatoyalumin (Asya Tret’yakova).

anonymous asked:

hey! In your opinion what is the biggest larry proof we have gotten recently? Not about how fucked up louis's team is, or the fake girlfriends, or bg, but like actual evidence from harry and louis. I mean, it doesn't need to be something big, just what was the last thing that reminded you they are definitely together. Also, i'm loving your aimh fic :)

Anon it’s not you but tbh I’m starting to hate the word proof in here 😂😂 because what’s proof? Proof is different for everyone. For some people proof of rain is the dark blue ominous clouds and for some is being hit by the raindrops.

Something that’s forever? Like a tattoo? Or multiple tattoos? Or a Harry Styles smugly showing off he didn’t cover the rose tattoo when he was rumored to do so? That would be the first thing I did if I lost my lover, to get rid of them. So is that proof they never touched any of those tats? For some maybe it is.

Or are hints proof? Hints linking them yet again to their tattoos? Like a dagger/rose selfie, or a rose shirt?

Are colours proof? Blue and green lights during JHO and making the JHO video Larry? Colors being proof is the stupidest thing you ever heard and they aren’t proof they’re together. So we all know what blue and green means to them, THEY started it, they made their house key chains blue and green, their mics, their stuffed bears etc. So does it make me smile they still can’t not make anything blue and green? Of course it does. They also wouldn’t happen if they weren’t together in my opinion.

Or is disappearing and appearing at the same time proof? That’s going on pretty much since the hiatus started.

What’s proof? CSI research? That Louis posted an ig pic of him that was taken by Harry? Or two mismatched football shoes where one is Harry’s? Or a Dunkirk poster in the background of another ‘Larry’ shoe pic?

Is that Twitter follows, tweets? Is that proof for you? Him following the photographer who took a pic one of the most iconic AM picture was inspired by? Or how he keeps following the same acts that are linked to Harry or Harry memes? How he deliberately chooses Harry or Larry accounts when replying to their tweets for JHO promo?

What’s proof?

Sharing multiple homes and properties all over the world? The older twins taken home by Harry and Anne after TXF? Or the silent Snapchats? Or the videos taken so carefully and deliberately cutting off when certain shadows or shoes get in the picture? Harry’s growing collection of rings. Is that proof? Or all of his nails painted but his ring finger. That proof? Or is that proof that their friends keep considering Harry part of his life? Steve Aoki, anyone? His H follow and rainbow like? Steve still replying to tweeters w the AImH header? Or James saying how Harry and Louis came over?

65 court cases could’ve been won with the proof this fandom collected in 7 years but for some it’s still not enough to see them as gay while for some people one look, one lyric change, one jealous moment, one touch, one anything was enough.

I feel like this thing has to be proven over and over again while the opposite is never being asked to.

Here’s my take on it: the last time we saw them was the mitam promo. They showed how best of friends they stayed and how genuinely in love they are with each other, still, how they move to the same beat and are able to finish each other’s sentences. That's​ enough of proof to me.

Then comes the understanding of such level of commitment (I’m w Adam for ten yrs this year and we plan to have a forever sign tattooed on us. After 10!! Not 2 like they did. And not 6 tats or god know how much more complementary tattoos like they have)

Could they break up even after they were such a balanced out happy couple during mitam? Yes. They could. I just don’t believe they did. Don’t forget they assured us (although they weren’t ever supposed to, it’s not their job) for the umpteenth time in 2016 and 2017 as well.

Do I believe they would do that if they were broken up? No! I believe I know who they really are as people.

So if you take this out of the equation you have a very very happy and together HL during mitam. Then the bears. Then 2016 which we all know how it was. And 2017. They're​ still fighting for freedom, they’re still giving off hints they’re very much a thing and that’s a status quo to me.

Harry and Louis are in love and they’re such great men both that no one deserves Harry Styles more than Louis Tomlinson and no one deserves Louis Tomlinson more than Harry Styles.

sea-freckles  asked:

Klance (earth au) walking/doing something outside and it suddenly starts storming?

“It’s going to rain,” Keith murmurs, squinting up at the sky. He can hear thunder quietly rumbling in the near distance, and the grey clouds floating ominously above almost seem like they’re taunting them - like an unspoken promise of what is still to come. “It’s going to rain, and we’re definitely going to be late.”

“It’s not going to rain,” Lance says, and Keith doesn’t need to see his face to know he’s rolling his eyes. He turns and looks anyway, catching the way Lance taps at his nose before continuing on. “I’ve got a sixth sense about these kinds of things, you know?”

Keith snorts because how many times has he heard that over the last few years? Lance’s apparent sixth sense covers everything from ‘I just know this restaurant is going to serve great food’ (it doesn’t) to ‘I can find my way without a map!’ (he can’t).

“Either way,” Keith says, taking a step to the side so his shoulder brushes against Lance. “We’re still going to be late.”

“Eh,” Lance shrugs, turning his head to shoot Keith a wry grin - the kind of grin that has Keith feeling warm no matter how many times he’s found himself on the receiving end of it over the last few years. “But what can you do?”

You can explain to Allura why we’re so late,” Keith says. “And don’t forget to let her know that I was very much in favour of taking a cab, but you saw the sunset and wanted to be romantic and walk through the par—”

Keith,” Lance whines, crowding into Keith’s personal space so their shoulders bump. “We’re supposed to be a team. You know, you have my back, I have yours?”

Keith raises a brow. “Where was all this teamwork talk last week when Shiro wanted to know who drowned his plants when we were supposed to be housesitting while he was away?”

Well,” Lance clears his throat and pointedly looks away, tips of his ears reddening noticeably. “He is your brother, so—”

“So you hung me out to dry?”

“You killed like, at least seven of them,” Lance points out - and Keith can’t argue with him there. “And who even needs that many plants? Really, we were doing him a favour.”

“He didn’t see it that way.”

“Yeah, well, he’ll get—” Lance pauses, coming to an abrupt halt suddenly. “Oh.”

Keith watches, unable to decide on being amused or annoyed, as a fat droplet of water lands on the tip of Lance’s nose. Followed by another, and another, and another, and—

Don’t say it,” Lance growls, reaching for Keith’s hand as thunder booms and the heavens open, soaking them in seconds. “Don’t say it.”

“Say what?” Keith says innocently, lips curling upwards into a grin as he allows Lance to drag him underneath a canopy of trees.

“You know what,” Lance says. His hair is sticking to his forehead (Keith’s knows his own probably is faring much better) and his shirt has turned about three shades darker thanks to the rain.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Keith hums, scooting closer to Lance until they’re pressed up against each other. 

Their clothes are damp and uncomfortable and by all rights, Keith should be shivering right now. But, with Lance standing beside him, mouth twisted into a petulant sort of pout, looking far too adorable considering he closely resembles a wet dog, Keith feels that familiar feeling of warmth coursing through his veins again.

He hums before he leans in, pressing his lips against Lance’s, enjoying the way Lance reacts almost immediately, damp arms wrapping themselves around Keith’s waist to pull him in closer.

“Lance?” Keith murmurs, pulling apart only fractionally. From this distance, it’s easy for Keith to commit every minute detail on Lance’s face - every mole, every shaving scar, everything - to memory.

“Hm?” Lance hums, eyes hooded, arms still wrapped loosely around Keith’s mid-section.

Keith presses a chaste kiss against his lips before pulling away again, lips twitching upwards into a devilish grin. “I told you so.”

Torch of Bellona (Part 4)

Originally posted by davidxhaller

Pairing: Ivar X Reader

Word Count: 2200

Warning: We’re about to kick things up a notch! Bam! (Okay technically there’s nothing too risque, I mean unless you have an aversion to heavy make-out sessions)

-Part 1- -Part 2- -Part 3- -Part 4- -Part 5- -Part 6-


Not being satisfied with the night before, you join the wagon ride back to your fathers kingdom. Ragnar has a few words of wisdom to share with you and you get yourself a proper goodbye from Ivar. But not before letting it slip what you really want from him.


The guards in the courtyard all tensed as you hopped up into the wagon, sitting beside Ivar’s legs. You almost wanted to giggle from causing such a ruckus without saying a single word.

Aethelwulf stepped up from beside his father and wife, both failing to hide delighted grins. “Princess-”

“My time here is almost up anyway.” You waved. “I figured since this wagon is already heading to my Father, might as well make it easy on everyone and hitch a ride.” you smiled at him innocently like you didn’t know you were settled between a legendary savage and his son, the reason you needed a thick scarf around your neck.

Aethelwulf and all his guards glanced back to Ecbert for his approval and the kings smile was quickly stuffed away, locked tight by a few lazy fingers. “You don’t have to go through such lengths Princess. We can have a carriage ready for you by tomorrow-”

“Oh nonsense! To think I can not be so humble! It couldn’t hurt to have someone keep them company outside of spears and dirty looks could it?”

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SM Alola map <-> USUM Alola map

In addition to the obvious color scheme changes there’s a lot of small details that have changed from the previous games. I found them by overlapping the two images and finding the differences that way, so this is for all ya out there who might have trouble noticing tiny details. :)

1. Poni island: The rock barrier from this beach is gone. Is it not surfable anymore?
2. Poni island: There’s a rock barrier on this shore now. It wasn’t surfable before, maybe it is now.
3. Poni island: An ominous cloud has appeared, shadowing almost the entire Poni island.
4. Melemele island: New beach.
5. Melemele island: New buildings.
6. Melemele island: New land on an area previously just water.
7. Akala island: New beach and buildings.
8. Akala island: New buildings.
9. Akala island: New buildings.
10. Akala island: No more smoke from the volcano.
11. Akala island: New buildings.
12. Akala island: The small island is not covered in clouds anymore.
13. A pod of Wailords?
14. Ula'ula island: No more mist around route 17.
15. Ula'ula island: Elite four’s building is already there, unlike in SM where it was built during the story.
16. Ula'ula island: New buildings.
17: Ula'ula island: New cliff area.
18. Ula'ula island: New building.

You know all of those text posts about how the Harry Potter series would’ve ended a lot quicker if just one person had a gun?

Well, imagine if the Mage is gearing up for one final magical attack (storm clouds circling ominously overhead, thunder rumbling and lightning flashing, colourful sparks coming from his fingers) and then Amanda clocks him around the head with a crowbar.

The two armies of Wendimoor standing opposite each other, utterly aghast as a five-foot punk with smeared eyeliner takes down the most feared enchanter in recorded history.