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Johnny Imagine: Kiss and Tell

anonymous asked: Could you do an imagine where Johnny likes a greaser girl(but she’s not trashy like how people stereotype them) from school and she likes him too and they have their first kiss plz? :)

A/N: Sorry for the stupid title :(

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*Johnny’s P.O.V.*

  I was walking to school one morning with Ponyboy and passed by her on the way. Y/N Y/L/N, the most beautiful greaser girl you will ever see. She always has a smile on her face and even though she only met me once in math class, she still waves to me. She remembers my name. To say I have a massive crush on her would be an understatement. Sure, I get teased by Pony but it’s worth it. 

Y/N is different. She’s beautiful on the inside and out. She’s not trashy like the other girls, most greaser girls aren’t. That’s just how the Socs stereotype us greasers. But Y/N just has that smile that will melt your heart. I don’t show while I’m around the gang, I only do when I’m with Pony. I’m not sappy, she just makes me become it.

Then, yesterday happened. Boy, it sure did change my life. Let’s start from the beginning:

I was in the hallway, heading to my next class but I had to stop by my locker. So when I went over to my locker, Y/N was there. Her friend’s locker is next to mine apparently. She waved, I waved back but then I found courage inside me like when I snapped at Dally. So I walked over to her.

“Hey, Y/N,” I greeted. She told her friend to leave and when she did Y/N responded.

“Hi, Johnny,” She said with her usual smile.

“Can I talk to you?” I asked her.

“Of course, Johnny. What is it?” She asked.

“Y/N…I like you..a lot,” I said, getting flustered.

“I like you too, Johnny,” She said with a small smile.

“You do?”I asked.

“Yeah! Why do you think I always say hi to you, ya goofball!” She told me, lightly smacking my arm.

“I don’t know,” I said with a small smile, “Would you like to go on a date with me?” I asked her.

“I would love that,” She told me and I didn’t think anymore I just went for it..I kissed her. Y/N tensed up at first but then she relaxed a little bit. I was enjoying myself until the last bell rang and we had to go to class. 

“I’ll pick you up at 7?” I asked her.

“That will be great,” She told me with a small smile on her face. 

anonymous asked:

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Saturday was Stiles and Erica’s day to gossip and by gossip, they meant they’d have coffee at their favorite cafe by the sheriff’s station and commiserate about their coworkers and classes.

It was their way of catching up, having no classes together this semester and barely having time to sleep between school and work let alone hang out with friends during weekdays.

So every Saturday morning around ten they’d meet at the cafe, greet the owner Laura, order their drinks―a vanilla latte for Erica and a caramel macchiato for Stiles―and claim a table where they’d spend the next few hours talking before parting, Stiles ordering a few coffees and some muffins or donuts to bring to the station.

This morning Stiles had deviated from his usual routine, unable to resist ordering one of the delectable chocolate donuts in the display case on the counter. Erica had teased him about cheating on the diet he’d adopted along with the Sheriff after the doctor diagnosed his dad with high blood pressure and high cholesterol.

Stiles had shushed her and threatened to stick her with the check next weekend if she didn’t swear herself to silence. Erica had mimed zipping her lips and tossing the key over her shoulder, smirking as she picked an empty table for them.

They’d immediately launched into a heated discussion about their upcoming finals, bemoaning the essays they had yet to finish. Erica suggested they drop out and become strippers. Stiles wholeheartedly agreed.

They were joking about their potential stripper stage names―Erica deciding on Goldie and Stiles torn between Little Red and Bambi―when Stiles found himself suddenly distracted. An unfamiliar, absolutely gorgeous man had walked passed their table, the black apron tied around his waist identifying him as an employee.

Though not usually one to ogle, Stiles couldn’t help himself when the man leaned over to wipe down another table, his ass on blatant display. The tight black he was wearing perfectly hugged the tight globes of his ass, accentuating his impressive posterior and nearly making Stiles drool.

“Stiles!” Erica barked, startling Stiles out of his rubbernecking reverie. He turned to her, eyebrows raised in question, trying to look as innocent as he possibly could after being caught gawking at someone’s ass. “Geez, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Stiles flushed and took a sip of his macchiato, hoping Erica wouldn’t press the issue.

“Anyway,” she continued, shaking her head, “I definitely vote for Bambi.”


“Looks like you’ve got yourself an admirer, Der,” Laura teased as Derek returned to the cafe’s kitchen, immediately slipping on a pair of oven mitts and pulling a tray of muffins out of the oven. He sent her an unamused glare as he closed the oven door.

“Relax,” she laughed, flapping a hand around to wave off his concern. “It’s just Stiles.”

“Wait, what? Stiles?” Derek asked incredulously, raising his brows in surprise, setting the tray of muffins down on the counter. He was used to people shamelessly ogling him as he worked and it bothered him every time, one of the many reasons he preferred working in the kitchen, but Stiles? Stiles was completely different.

Ever since Stiles and his friend had started frequenting the cafe back in February, Derek had been infatuated with him, nevermind the fact that he’d never actually talked to him. Stiles had captivated Derek with his carefree laughter and the way he never failed to make a sarcastic comment, his broad smile always brightening Derek’s day.

Yeah, he was pretty far gone on Stiles.

So the very notion that he had attracted Stiles’ attention, especially since he had thought him straight at first, sent a pleasant shiver down his spine.

“Yeah, Stiles,” Laura confirmed. A smirk stretched over her lips as she added, “He couldn’t stop staring at your ass.”

Derek could feel himself blush as he pulled the muffins from the tin to arrange them on a display tray. He knew all those squats would pay off eventually.

“He got one of your donuts, too,” Laura mentioned all too casually as she grabbed the tray of muffins and slipped out of the kitchen to put them out on the front counter.

“Really?” Derek whispered to no one in particular as he peeked out of the kitchen to catch a glimpse of Stiles, seeing that he did indeed have one of Derek’s chocolate donuts on a napkin on the table in front of him. Half-eaten, Derek noted, feeling himself smile like a fool, irrationally flattered that Stiles seemed to enjoy the donut he’d made as he turned back to the oven to check on the batch of peanut butter cookies still baking.

“Aww! Look at that smile! Someone’s in love!” Laura sang as she walked back into the kitchen, playfully elbowing Derek’s side. Derek swatted her away and tried to school his features into something more neutral than besotted affection as Laura inquired, “So are you finally gonna ask him out?”

“Of course not,” Derek scoffed, “I can’t even work up the nerve to say hi to him let alone talk to him long enough to ask him out.”

“Well, you better work up the nerve. And quick because I gotta go and by the looks of it, he’s about to, too,” Laura remarked as she shrugged her coat on, tossing her hair over her shoulder.

“What?!” Derek definitely did not squeak.

“Mom just texted me, she needs my help with something so… You’re on your own, bro,” Laura explained before bolting out the back door before Derek could stop her, calling, “Good luck!”

“Laura!” Derek growled as the door slammed shut behind her. Groaning angrily, Derek checked the cookies again and left the kitchen to tend the front counter, dreading every minute he’d have to spend interacting with other people.

Indeed Stiles and his friend were getting up from their table, throwing out their trash and hugging each other goodbye. Stiles’ friend left the cafe with a wave over her shoulder, blonde curls bouncing as she walked to her car, as Stiles walked up to the counter, looking down at a piece of paper with some scribbles on it.

“Hey, Laura,” Stiles greeted without looking up, busy stuffing the slip of paper back into his wallet. Derek couldn’t help but smile wryly. When Stiles looked up his eyes widened exponentially, making him resemble a deer in the headlights, and he croaked out a surprised, “Oh!”

“Hey,” Derek answered, unable to help himself from beaming widely. Stiles returned the grin with a soft smile of his own as he scratched the back of his neck, obviously embarrassed.

“Could I get a dozen cinnamon apple muffins, please?” Stiles asked, still looking unusually shy. Derek dutifully punched in his order, rattling off the total that Stiles handed him after a moment, before filling a brown paper bag with the requested muffins and placing it on the counter for Stiles.

Before he could think twice, Derek took a leap of faith and blurted out, “Can I buy you a drink?”

Eyebrows raising as his mouth formed a perfect ‘O’, Stiles looked down at the unfinished to-go cup of coffee in his hand. Derek felt his stomach sink, feeling like an absolute idiot. He dropped his eyes to the counter, wincing when he saw Stiles move in his peripheral vision.

“Sure,” Stiles said, drawing Derek’s attention. He was standing by a trash can, to-go cup dangling between his thumb and index finger before he dropped it into the trash, smiling broadly at Derek. He sauntered back over the counter, leaning his elbows on it and resting his chin in his hand, smiling up at Derek as he repeated, “Sure.”

Derek grinned back at him breathlessly. “What’ll you have?”

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I remember a morning like this- but more darker; more colder. I had skipped school for a week. I recently bought kingdom hearts and was making my way through it. I found myself stuck against a battle with Sephiroth. Vega was up, so I called him over- who had already beaten him. Vega had also skipped school, but at that point I think he already missed half a school year or more. But fortunately, he lived across the street, so my one winged predicament would come to a close. My mother had left for work an hour before and we hooked up the system in the dining room. Nostalgia aside though, that was perhaps one of the first memorable tell tale signs of Vegas natural intelligence. Whereas I primarily loved brute force, jumping into a fire and asking questions later- proudly utilizing unrelenting will power; his approach to life was different: he researched, thought, and rendered things in his mind with swiftness. So, thus he had reworked my fighting system, equipped items (something I’m never fond of), changed my move set… And in one or two tries, was able to out maneuver the enemy. That mental power of his would show up many years later, in different games; different aspects of being: passing exams, without even going to class; how he conducted his life, and so on. Yet, his one true enemy, was himself. The mind has two functions: memory and processing. Society values intellectual memory banks, and not quite sure what to do with processors… Processing (like self discipline; consistency) becomes dormant for most humans. Some form of balance or pocket of the other is important, even when one is a smaller partition. A great mind, without momentum, is just a mind. - he spent his life valiantly struggling to conquer his self.

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It is recommended that you stop taking public transportation

It started with a bus charted out of Austin. Twelve high school cheerleaders and their coach were on their way to a national cheerleading competition. The bus they hired was from a reputable company who thoroughly screened their drivers. The driver was named Adam Abrams. The coach was an average housewife and mother of one of the girls on board. There was nothing out of the ordinary. A janitor saw them leave on a Thursday morning.

The entire bus disappeared, along with its fourteen inhabitants.

I can assure you, a search was done of the entire Austin area as well as their route to the competition. There was no sign of them. They were last seen at a gas station about 60 miles out of Austin. The clerk said a man entered and bought a cup of coffee, but it was mostly sugar and milk. He paid for the drink and returned to the bus. Besides this one sighting, it was like the bus never existed.

The first inclination was to blame the bus driver, but he had no criminal record. On all accounts he seemed like a friendly man who liked his job. The thought was then that perhaps the bus had been held up or gotten into an accident. But no one could find the vehicle anywhere. A bus doesn’t just go missing. It had to be out there somewhere. The local cops gave up on the case after a few months. The parents were crushed. They organized pathetic search crews but of course it turned up nothing.

Within the next year it happened again. This time it was a school bus. What made this one especially odd was that the trip was only a few miles long. It was supposed to go from the school to the Austin Science Museum. There were thirty two fifth graders on the bus, along with a chaperone, a teacher, and the driver, Doris Dellheart. They left the school at 9am and were seen by many witnesses. They headed off and were never seen again.

The two cases were nearly identical. The buses completely vanished out of thin air. No one could find the actual vehicles or the people inside.

When the public buses started disappearing, the FBI had to get involved. It became a matter of public safety. The buses were disappearing about once a month. It was never the same bus or the route. It was impossible to know who exactly was on each bus, so they had to wait for missing persons reports to come in. The only thing they knew for sure were the drivers’ names. Tanner Tate, Michael Mortenson, Paul Pollmello…and the list goes on.

Over a hundred people were missing now. Over thirty buses were also gone. But that’s not the strangest thing.

The strangest thing is that people started forgetting.

The parents of those twelve cheerleaders would look at the missing posters and no longer cry. The families of the fifth graders redecorated the bedrooms of their missing kids. People stopped knowing their lost friends. The community moved on and even the fear of missing buses began to fade. They took public transit just like they used to do.

It’s a nifty thing, time. It wipes clean the memories of human beings. Our memories, on the other hand, never go away. We never forget. This is helpful, because we understand things. The inner core of everything we touch. When we select a group of humans, we never forget them. Even after their bodies have been experimented on and they are nothing but ash and a stain on the metal floor.

But we have collected enough data on bus goers. There seems to be a certain ‘type’ of human who uses public transit or charters a bus. We have relocated our avatars in a new direction. We are moving on now. Moving up, so to speak.

So it is our recommendation that you stop taking public transportation. Taxis are so much more convenient, wouldn’t you say?

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hey! mira’s one of my oldest internet friends! :D we got all the way back to tokyo mew mew days back in 2005, that’s so funny that she inspired you to get a tumblr!

in middle school before I made my an account I used to have Mira’s tumblr bookmarked and every morning I would check it for updates :’O

Nine in the Afternoon

Huntbastian Week 2016, Day Four:  time travel AU
There were a lot of ways this could have been a lot better, but I had a dentist appointment this morning and I’ve been a little loopy all day long.  That’s my unnecessary commentary, not the summary.
warning: death mention

Sebastian Smythe had a bad habit.  Some of his friends might even describe it as annoying.  Sometimes he was just gone occasionally for days at a time but usually just for a few hours.  No one knew why and he never explained.

“Culture,” Sebastian shrugged.

“For culture?” Nick asked. “You’re French.  You already have the most culture at this school.”

“Don’t get me started,” Sebastian rolled his eyes.

“So you just leave for a few hours to soak up culture?” Nick asked.  “And you’re finding this in Ohio?  At night?  And you’d really rather no one go with you?  Yeah, I’m going back to hooker.”

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anonymous asked:

joetrick hs au where they take the same school bus and patrick falls asleep on the ride there every single morning without fail and joe is the one to wake him up because sleep rumpled patrick is adorable and joe love the way he smiles and mumbles thanks and joe just has the hugest gayest crush on him

this is so fucking adorable joetrick hs aus bless me honestly
peterick is just weird bc age gap but joetrick is literally fucking perfect

Okay I know how unlikely it is this would ever happen but like

Imagine if Inko decided that although she has entrusted Izuku to All Might and U.A.,  she’s still not gonna watch her son get hurt anymore, so while she’s not gonna try and get Izuku away from the school, she just like,

Starts exercising. Like not in the Saitama “work out no matter what even if you feel like you’re about to die” way but just like. She goes jogging every now and then, maybe starts lifting small weights while watching TV or something. She starts challenging what she can do with her Quirk, like how fast she can attract things to her and how heavy those things can be.

Like she just starts out doing small things, probably not even conciously, like she doesn’t just wake up one morning like “I will train myself to protect my son”, no she starts doing this stuff subconciously and later realizes it could be useful so she keeps on going because she’s having fun, and thus little by little those small exercises get harder, just enough so that one day she somehow ends up saving Izuku from falling to his death with her Quirk- or something like that.

Like. I know I won’t get this but.

I can dream of Super Mom Midoriya Izuku

Real Talk

For the last year I’ve been wanting to be either a forensic pathologist or a pediatrician. Leaning way more towards being a pathologist. Then, in the last month, pathology stopped sounding so good and I woke up one morning with the realization that I want to go into peds. It’s so weird. I might change my mind when I actually rotate through peds. The problem is I’m not a huge fan of babies. I know, what kind of monster doesn’t like babies, etc, etc. It’s not that I don’t like them. They’re adorable! But they’re not who I want to work with. I want to work with 5 and up. Can you be a pediatrician and really prefer 5 and up? Like I can work with babies and do okay but my preference is older. Can I still go into peds?

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Well...?

Imagine if Mallory Towers was also an extremely Gothic Harry Potter (but like in a Wuthering Heights way, not a My Immortal way) with just a hint of X-Men.

The main character is found one morning asleep on the ceiling of her bedroom, then gets packed off to the titular school, which is in essence the Lawful Evil counterpart to St Trinian’s Chaotic Neutral.

It’s 410 pages of Girls Being Awesome and I highly recommend it to both your good self and anyone who happens to be looking at this right now.

Greatest Britsoul albums of the Decade So Far (2010-2016)

From Paloma Faith to Corinne Bailey Rae to Estelle to John Newman and lots more, my personal picks for the best popular Soul albums in the UK scene of the last six years.

10- Emeli Sandé - Our Version of Events
Delightful vocal chords, an outstanding voice, great instrumentations, and a marvelous lyrical content… Brilliant project!
Great moments: River/Next to Me

9- Estelle - All of Me
7/10 by Pitchfork and 3,5/5 by Rolling Stones, Estelle the proud graduate of the Lauryn Hill/Mary J. Blige school of warm, tough hip-hop R&B, delivers one of the sweetest and most pleasant music projects in a while. Gorgeous melodies, pound beats and many styles from reggae to boom-bap incorporated into her songs, without trying to create a weird hybrid sound.
Great moments: Thank You/Break My Heart/Found My Way…

8- Marsha Ambrosius - Late Nights & Early Mornings
If you’re familiar with Aftermath Records albums, you surely heard of Marsha Ambrosius on some “The Game” song or even Dr. Dre’s latest joint “Compton” singing the hook so gracefully and with an incomparable passion. Concerning her first full-length solo album “Late Nights & Early Mornings”, she delivers a brilliant vocal performance with the appearance of established hip-hop producers such as “Just Blaze” and “Focus…” Marsha has that rare talent to channel true emotion through her voice.
Great moments: Hope She Cheats On You (With a Basketball Player)/Far Away.

7- John Newman – Tribute
You surely recognize John Newman by his smash hit “Love Me Again” which peaked at number one on the UK Singles Chart. This white dude has the main ingredients to make it big and push the genre forward; He’s from Settle, heavily influenced by the Northern Soul and literally has a strong goat voice.
John never missed a chance to pay tribute to the originators, to the first idols as his debut album suggests. I mean what’s better than producing a great body of work to do so? This project is a cohesive combination of the traditional Soul elements and the modern pop sounds (fast piano plays, heavy consistent drums…) in addition to his unique voice.
Great moments: Love Me Again/Cheating/All I Need Is You.

6- Corinne Bailey Rae - The Sea
“The Sea is a remarkable accomplishment. It’s a step toward something, Rae’s inner peace, and her next artistic breakthrough, that has its own considerable rewards” According to the Los Angeles album review. Now personally this album is for anyone who felt a great loss, this comes just at the right time to comfort, to share feelings of confusion, love, pain and anger.
Great moments: Paris Nights/New York Mornings/Closer/I’d Do It All Again.

5- Alice Russell - To Dust
Ahya had l’album s3iiiib am3elem and very slept on. I don’t know If it’s media’s fault or the music industry’s exclusion policy, but the artistic community is ignoring a god level talent over here. We’re talking about a woman with the largest vocal range you’ll ever hear. She switches the temper from 0 to 100 so effortlessly. People give check on her, check on this album you’ll be surprised.
Great moments: I Loved You/Heartbreaker/To Dust.

4- Amy Winehouse - Lioness: Hidden Treasures
Bruh this is some tear bringing shit, a posthumous compilation album by the late great Amy Winehouse featuring several unreleased songs from the classic “Back to Black” with Salaam Remi and Mark Ronson on the production. A 45 minutes project, taking you into Amy’s love and addiction struggle. The single “Body & Soul” with الفنان المقتدر Tony Bennett, is the type of song that a fancy restaurant would play if you were on a date with Ava Gardner. My other favorite song is “Like Smoke” featuring the legendary rapper Nas, and Lord the chemistry between these two… Anyway it worth every damn second.
Great moments: Between the Cheats/Body & Soul/Like Smoke/A Song for You.

3- Paloma Faith - A Perfect Contradiction
One of the best albums of 2014, as playing it you’ll feel like walking between 40s until 90s decade.
There is not any filler on A Perfect Contradiction and it never manages to get boring (Paloma would never allow that). However, it does leave you expecting and wanting more from her. Her influences are perfectly pitched with a hint of exaggeration. I mean what’s more pleasing than a white soul singer LP with a niggerish soul and back tattoos? We’re glad to have this type of singer in the mainstream scene.
Great moments: Trouble with My Baby/Only Love Can Hurt Like This.

2- Plan B - The Defamation of Strickland Banks
What happens when a British rapper switches his style into a sweet-voiced soul boy? The result is the bad motherfucker “Strickland Banks” the main character of this concept album. The story is about a Soul singer who’s sent to jail for somewhat accusation. NO SPOILERS, Get that shit as soon as you can.
On the musical level, the album is major contribution to the UK Soul scene and mostly associated with the syncopated beat and fast tempo of mid-1960s Motown Records. All of the tracks develop hypnotic grooves and explosive wall of instrumentations of guitars and drums and background vocals, horns and keys… The type of feels you get once at a James Brown late night concert.
Great moments: Stay Too Long/She Said/The Recluse/Darkest Place.

1- ADELE – 21
NOTHING TO SAY, END OF DISCUSSION, TALK IS CHEAP.

energeticrussian  asked:

"its way past your bedtime"

@energeticrussian || MEME

      Between school and traveling all over the galaxy Gwen never
      really had much time to do anything else so on the rare occasion
      she wasn’t out at three in the morning stopping crime she used
      that time to catch up on her reading or homework. Though it wasn’t
      faring well considering she kept nodding off every five minutes yet
      was far too stubborn to give in and go to bed. And she’d be damned
      if Pavel was gonna make her.

             ❝Ughhhhhh, Gwendolyn Tennyson does not have a bed time!❞ 

                 She really should have one.

NozoNico Week

Day 5-Muse

Well, this was supposed to be up yesterday, but thanks to a little something called a power outage, I couldn’t do anything until this morning

Well, since it was supposed to be Nico’s birthday yesterday, let’s go with it

  • Nico was pretty excited
    • It was her birthday after all
  • She overheard her siblings saying they wanted to give Nico a surprise party when she got back
    • She couldn’t wait
  • Well, the moment she walked into school, she saw two orange blurs charge at her yelling ‘Happy Birthday! (nya!)”
    • Before she got tackled to the ground by Rin and Honoka
      • Of course the two energetic idiots would charge at her first
      • She was gonna feel that one in the morning
  • She was so happy to see Umi as she easily lifted both Rin and Honoka off of Nico
    • Of course, without forgetting to wish Nico a Happy Birthday
  • On the way to the clubroom, she was ambushed by a giant rabbit plush
    • She heard both Kotori and Hanayo’s voices saying “Happy Birthday” or in Hanayo’s case, stuttered
      • And then she could hear Kotori gushing about how cute Hanayo is
        • And it wasn’t long until she heard loud running and Honoka yelling at Kotori 
          • And then a yelp from Hanayo and a “Dareka Tasukete!”
            • Nico couldn’t believe how they could all flirt at this time right in front of her
  • When she did enter the clubroom, she overheard Eli and Maki offering a Happy Birthday to Nico while Eli took the rabbit plush out of her hands
    • Finally, Nico could actually see and she saw a whole party that had been set up for her, complete with a cake, a banner and more presents
  • The only question was….where was Nozomi
    • The pair of hands that grabbed at her breasts just now answered her question
  • Nozomi: Happy Birthday Nicocchi~ Here’s my birthday special washi washi~
  • Nico: That is the worst gift you could have ever given me!
  • Nozomi: Actually, the worst could have been making you sit through everyone’s flirting
  • Nico: That’s not even a present! That’s torture
  • Nozomi: Yan~Let me just enjoy this right now~
  • Nico: Hell no! Get off!
  • To took a while before Nozomi finally got off of Nico
    • Well, even after that, the party was chaos
      • Kotori and Honoka dragged Hanayo off somewhere unknown after they grabbed their cake
      • Eli was trying to feed Umi and also trying to get Umi to feed her while Umi yells “Shameless!”
      • Rin enjoyed her cake while Maki was too busy staring at Rin
      • And Nozomi actually has been pretty calm
        • Which does not sound good to Nico
  • After everything she got, 
    • a rabbit plush from Kotori and Hanayo (they made it together)
    • a coupon to Homura from Honoka
    • some make-up from Eli and Umi
    • sweets from Rin
    • some nail polish from Maki
    • and nothing from Nozomi
  • there was still a lot in her hands, so Nozomi went to help Nico carry everything home
  • Nico: Where’s my present from you?
  • Nozomi: It’s a surprise Nicocchi
  • Nico: Knowing you, that can’t be good
  • The moment they reached Nico’s home, her siblings surprised her 
    • she forgot about their surprise party they were gonna give her
  • Cocoro: Nozomi nee-chan, can you join?
  • Cocoa: Yea! Please Nozomi nee-chan?
  • Cotaro: Join
  • Nozomi: Well, since you asked
  • All of Nico’s siblings: Yay!
  • Their party was a lot more quiet than Muse’s
    • Given that it was only Nico, Nozomi and Nico’s siblings
      • The only annoyance to Nico was Nozomi constantly stealing her food
  • Nico: Nozomi, you can get your own food for crying out loud
  • Nozomi: But I want yours Nicocchi
  • Nico: Nozomi
  • Nozomi: I’m gonna go and prepare your present Nicocchi~ Just come to your room once your done~
  • Nico: Yea yea, whatever
  • Nico ended up having to clean up since her siblings had all gotten tired and fallen asleep
    • Although she was curious, what did Nozomi get her
  • The moment she walked into her room, she couldn’t believe what she saw
    • Nozomi: Like your present Nicocchi~
    • Nico: God damn it woman! Put some clothes on!
    • Nozomi: But I’m your present Nicocchi~
      • Nozomi was sitting on Nico’s bed
        • In nothing but gift wrap ribbon
          • Nico couldn’t believe this is what she was getting on her birthday
      • That was until Nozomi closed the door behind Nico and squished her into her lovely chest
    • Nico: Nozomi!
    • Nozomi: Happy Birthday Nicocchi~

Well, hope that works. I had to figure out quickly since I’m behind because of the stupid power outage yesterday and yea

Enjoy

Beth’s Kastle AU Masterpost

Fell Asleep on Each Other on the Train AU

Always in front of me in line for the coffee shop with a ridiculous order that takes forever to make AU

“That is a hideous shirt you should totally just take it off” AU 

Neighbor who’s way too enthusiastic about LOTR soundtracks AU

“i’ve never actually talked to you but i had a dream we were in a relationship and now i have a crush on you” AU

Kastle switched-backgrounds AU

Teachers who argue a lot and whole school ships them AU

Neighbors and one of them can hear the other every single morning singing in the shower AU

Werewolf/Vampire AU

Daughter of a Mob Boss AU

College Party hookup AU

Wings AU

Hades/Persephone AU

“I moved into the apartment next door and it’s 100% haunted please let me crash here for the night” AU

Ultimate-homeroom liked for a starter.

It had been mere hours since the school life of mutual killing had ended, the broadcast had concluded with the idol of despair bitting the dust much to the despair of her followers. One green haired little girl in particular was especially crushed by the sight of her big sister being…..well crushed.

The girl may, in fact, have been so upset that she didn’t notice that the temperance in the room had drastically gone down as though someone had left the window open during a cold winters morning. Footsteps could be heard making their way towards the future warrior of hope. After a few seconds, the steps would stop just in front of the child and the true ultimate despair would appear before her.

“Dojyaaa~~n!” Junko would strike pose as she presented herself to the young girl in pretty much the most anticlimactic way she possibly could. “Hey, hey what’s wrong? Did someone die?”

The rules are to say 10 random things about yourself and then pass it on to 15 more people.

I was tagged by @felicityismyfilter ☺️

1) I can not live without coffee ☕️ 
2) I am going back to school in the fall to fulfill a lifelong dream of being a scientist. 
3) I love rainy and stormy days. If too many days of sunshine happen in a row I start getting mad lol. I love a nice long rainy day. 
4) I can’t stand to listen to music in the morning on my way to work. I will only listen to podcasts or NPR. I have no idea why listening to music in the morning drives me so crazy. 
5) I love to read. I can devour a new book in a matter of hours if no one disturbs me. 
6) Even though I was born in June, I hate summer. I prefer fall or spring. 
7) I love Harry Potter. It saved my life when I was younger, and I mean that literally. Harry Potter was an escape from my horrendous life when I was younger. 
8) I have anxiety and depression that stems from PTSD from that time when I was younger. It effects my life everyday, but I am so much better than I was even 5 years ago. 
9) Listening to, “The Pale Blue Dot” by Carl Sagan makes me tear up every time I hear it. 
10) I could honestly hang out with my dog and cat all day and be perfectly content with it

I’m gonna tag @travelingbyheart @freshginseng @sweetteascience

Thanks for the tag @felicityismyfilter !

I was tagged by the excellent @radiolariia​! 

Rules: Answer 11 questions, make 11 new ones up, tag 11 people to answer those questions

1. Are you a morning or night person? Morning for sure. I’ve never been great at late nights, and I’m the worst if I don’t get enough sleep—cranky, unfocused, generally ready to claw the face off anyone who stands in my way. And I like when it’s all misty and quiet. 

2. What’s your favorite memory from school? Oh man, this is a tough question. I was in high school when the Lord of the Rings movies came out (I’m soooo oldddddd), and I remember going to the midnight premieres of Two Towers and Return of the King. I also did a lot of theater stuff, and I have great memories of inside jokes and pranks from different shows I was in. 

3. Coffee or tea? Both! I love the taste of coffee, but caffeine doesn’t agree with me (see question 1 and sleep issues). So, in practice, I drink tea most often. Like, all the time. So much tea. It’s a problem. 

4. What are you currently obsessed over? Wolf 359 and Welcome to Night Vale are always obsessions, but I’m in a really intense Adventure Time phase right now as I get caught up to season 5. 

5. What’s something you’d like to learn eventually? I’d love to learn another language eventually—improve my German or learn Arabic. 

6. Do you own a pet? I do! I have a cat named Cranberry, and she’s the roundest, dorkiest nerd in the whole hide world. She has giant goggle eyes and is a dark brown tabby with white on her tummy, muzzle, and paws. She is the softest little weirdo and I love her. She eats plastic bags if they’re lying around, so her presence in my apartment means I keep it cleaner than I would otherwise, which is a weird plus. 

7. What’s your favorite quote? “All shall be well, and / All manner of thing shall be well.” 

8. What’s something that you’re looking forward to on your bucket list? I would really love to actually publish the books I’ve written—I’m trying! 

9. What personal skill or talent are you most proud of? I was a volunteer EMT for four years, and I learned to stay calm in emergency situations and managed some pretty crazy scenarios. I’m naturally a little shy and scattered, so it was an incredibly difficult skill to learn—I’m really proud of it. 

10. What’s your favorite era in history? Gah, this is also tough—maybe ‘favorite’ isn’t quite the right word to describe it, but I do have a longstanding fascination with the era of the Umayyad Caliphate in what’s now Spain in the 700s. 

11. Do you like to travel? Where would you like to go? I really enjoy traveling when I can afford it, and I’m better at it than I used to be. I would love, love, love to go back to Antarctica, where I got to go with my dad in January 2015, but it’s bonkers expensive to go out there unless you can get a grant or go as part of expedition staff. 

Questions! 

1. If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?

2. If you could magically have any skill, what would it be?

3. List the seasons in order from most to least favorite. 

4. On a scale from soft n’ fluffy to burned into oblivion, how done do you like your toast? 

5. What’s the last thing you read/watched that you liked?

6. If you could paint your room any color, what would it be? 

7. I’m stealing this question from radiolariia, but do you have any pets? If so, please tell me about them! 

8. What do you think of when you hear the word ‘love’? 

9. What would the amortentia potion from Harry Potter smell like to you?

10. Pick a superpower: shapeshift or read minds?

11. Since most of the people I follow are in podcast fandoms, what do you like about listening to podcasts? 

Tagging @acidtygr, @harpers-mirror, @exclamatoryslytherin, @ghost-in-the-library, @ayyymagician@sealedwithacurse, and anybody else who wants to play. I feel like I’ve tagged a bunch of people in stuff lately so I don’t want to overburden anyone—as always, absolutely no pressure at all if these tag games aren’t your thing… Think of it as me hopefully non-creepily waving hello over the internet :)

(( **@tobeephemeral ))

it had been two months since the school year ended and kailyn was already itching to go back. between working on her masters and certification and student teaching first grade, the school year was one of the most hectic and rewarding times of the year for the young twenty-something. on one of her rare days off from nannying during the summer, kailyn decided to pick up a book from her shelf and make her way down to the local coffee shop. not surprised in the slightest by the increase in patrons, after all, it was a thursday morning, kailyn simply ordered a tea and made her way over to her usual window seat.

of course, it wouldn’t be an average weekday unless she spilled something. and today that something happened to be a someone. “i am so, so sorry,” no matter how sincere her apology it wouldn’t distract from the slightly green stain now spreading across the man’s shirt. “really, i am sorry. i can replace your shirt if i’ve ruined it.”