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Kuroko no Basuke: Last Game (feat. my shameless fangirling)

Look, AkaKuro’s standing next to each other! ❤❤❤❤

The order of everything I’d written here might be in random, because I was mentally screaming all the way through the entire movie. Mentally, because I couldn’t just shout “FUCK THAT’S MY OTP!!! AREN’T THEY BEAUTIFUL TOGETHER??” with anime heart eyes every time AkaKuro appeared on screen. I’m in the cinemas with equally brooding fanboys and fangirls so nope.

This is full of spoilers and shitposting. Proceed at your own risk. XD

  • Kagami’s backstory. Who would’ve thought that such a bright ray of sunshine was once a tol angsty child. Well, everyone probably went through that phase so-
  • One thing I realized while I was watching the entire Strky vs Jabberwock match was how much I love Kasamatsu, Miyaji, Imayoshi, Okamura, and Higuchi (I don’t even know this guy but I love him unconditionally okay?). So, yeah, basically, everyone in Team Strky.
  • I was waiting for Kasamatsu to slap Nash in the face after the guy spit on his hand, but– *3*
  • The GoM greeting each other in the gym is the most precious thing ever
  • AKASHI ❤ I’m biased so–
  • Kuroko following Kagetora in Roppongi to confront the Jabberwock. 
  • Everyone taken aback by Kuroko’s disappearance lol
  • Kuroko’s boyfriends protecting him after Nash kicked him. DAMN I GOT SHIVERS AT AKASHI’S EXPRESSION HERE.
  • Akashi: Stop
  • Kuroko: Akashi-kun.
  • Akashi: I understand. Knowing you, you probably want to settle this in a basketball match.
  • I literally just mentally scream my head off every time AkaKuro is next to each other
  • EIGO
  • The match’s setting was different from the one in the manga. And the other characters watched them live which was also different.
  • (Btw, there were two guys sitting few seats to my right in the cinema who were doing a live commentary of every fucking scene the entire time. I was torn between getting annoyed and fanboying with them because what they were whispering to each other was what I was thinking at that exact moment.)
  • Everyone being OP AS FUCK
  • Midorima’s remote control
  • Fucking Silver
  • Murasakibara and Silver’s match up
  • Silver is an ass
  • Pouting Murasakibara *sound of angels’ choir in the background*
  • Everyone giving way to each other so the team could win. #PRECIOUS
  • Kuroko: *joins the game*
  • Jabberwock: LMAO So weak-looking
  • Jabberwock [5 seconds after Kuroko played]: WHAT THE FUCK??????
  • DID I MENTION THE TEAM PLAYS??? The AoKaga?? Midorima and Kagami highfiving each other? Murasakibara and Kagami double-teaming Silver? And ofc who could forget AoKi double-teaming Silver
  • Kise’s Perfect Copy + Aomine’s Zone = beautiful AoKi babies
  • I swear even Momoi could feel the AOKI in the air. She was too overwhelmed that it brought tears to her eyes. lol
  • Kise and Silver’s one-on-one
  • “Kise is the strongest player on the court.” Dude… I already knew that, like, 5 years ago.
  • Nash’s passes WTAF
  • Murasakibara getting hurt again. STOP HURTING MY TREE SON I SAY
  • Takao getting jealous of Akashi and Midorima’s teamplay. Don’t worry Shin-chan’s all yours already. :3
  • Kise failing to make the shot because he’s too damn exhausted already. Somebody take his place aaaaaahhhhhhh :’((((((((((
  • “Leave the rest to me, Ryouta.”
  • WHY DIDN’T THEY INCLUDE THIS: “Akashi-kun is Akashi-kun. There is no difference.” THIS IS, LIKE, THE ULTIMATE AKAKURO MOMENT. I’M SO SAD ;-;
  • “Right now, Akashi’s the most reliable person on the court.” He’s also the most reliable in be– //slapped
  • Mayuyu supporting his kouhai from the sidelines. HOW CUTE
  • Also, can we talk about Mibuchi’s new hairstyle?
  • Midorima’s three pointers. Also OP as fuck
  • “My shots will not miss.” His shots through Takao’s heart will also never miss. ;)
  • Midorima trying to make Kagami feel better. Holy shit the world’s ending soon
  • Nash’s ability was translated in the movie as “Barrier Eye.” But I actually heard “Belial Eye” every time it was mentioned. But it was called “Demon Eye” in the manga. So which is it? @-@
  • “Goodbye.”
  • NAked Akashi
  • Oreshi and Bokushi fanservice DAMNNNNNNN I NEED MORE. I love the way they parted in the movie, with all the hands holding and the changing of perspectives and just… everything.
  • Akashi was about to give up
  • Then Kuroko appears in his line of sight
  • Then everyone gets an instant power up
  • GoM + Seirin bonding moment™
  • Kagami’s leaving for America.
  • God just remembering it makes me tear up
  • When Kagami ran back to Kuroko, I thought he changed his mind and would say: “It’s more fun playing with you and the rest of the team.” But they just said goodbye to each other and Kagami was thanking Kuroko for everything and all these onion ninjas just started popping out of nowhere and I was dying inside. :’((((((((((
  • Holy fucks I think I didn’t watch the complete final scene? Now I’m sadder. I mean, I saw some spoiler about the GoM talking about the future or smth?? I DIDN’T SEE THAT. ;-;

Apparently, my lil bro backed out from watching this with me, and I ended up watching it with my dad. Though, in all actuality, he just slept and woke up about quarterway through the movie. And I think he enjoyed the rest of the movie, because he didn’t sleep after that, and that was SOMETHING because he always just sleeps whenever he comes with me and my siblings to the cinemas. 😂😂😂😂 Anyway, I’ll add the others once I remember them.


Dating Cedric would include...


A/N Gifs not mine. Requests are open. This was requested. ||  Masterlist

literally probs the shittest thing i’ve ever wrote im sorry guys :/// 


  1. He would walk you to your class, the majority of the time. The only exception is if he had a class on the other side of the school & he didn’t have time. A small peck once reaching your class, before leaving for his own.
  2. Plenty of hugs from behind. Cedric towers over majority of people, although there isn’t too much of a difference; he still loves wrapping his arms around your waist, leaning around to either peck your cheek or neck.
  3. Every now and then, you’d have an adrenaline rush, daring to do stupid tasks. He’d be there, trying to pull you away from things he thought was too dangerous; eventually, he learnt to just let you do your thing.
  4. Even convincing him to engage in a few ‘daring’ activities. His definition of daring was a little tamer than yours. Running past Flinch and Snape’s office as many times as you could. “I’m gonna regret this, ain’t I?” “You bet your ass you will.” 
  5. Cedric was really the only person that could calm you down when raged.  Cedric was very soothing and caring, he knew exactly what way to hold you and soothe the rage.
  6. Who was little spoon would change every day. He’d love to wrap himself around you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. But some days, he’d need the protection and care of being the little spoon. 
  7. If he was having a rough day, you’d lay on your side, whilst he’ll lay with his head on your chest, arms reaching to your lower back. You’d run your fingers through his hair. 
  8. One of both his favourite memories is after an, what seemed like, an insanely long time without rain, it randomly started to rain heavy. It was towards the end of the day, you had dragged Cedric out to go dance and stand in the rain. 
  9. After almost twenty minutes, four pouring in the rain movie kisses and him complaining about his hair twice; you finally decided to go back inside. Where several other students sat, absolutely soaked too. 
  10. You weren’t too big on PDA, some days you’d be sitting close to each other, constant kisses, hands on thighs. But other days, you’d sit further apart and little to no PDA; but neither of you mind. It’s a good balance.
  11. There was plenty of flowers in the Hufflepuff common room, Cedric would always grab a flower every now and then. You’d either weave it into your scarf or necklace, or just bobby pin it in your hair. 
  12. Sometimes, you’d walk to the Hufflepuff common room in the early morning; so when the sun rose, you and Cedric would lay next to each other in the common room. 
  13. Cedric wasn’t too much of a banter person, but occasionally you’d be able to have a banter-fest. “At least I don’t have to use a stool to see the mirror.” “At least I don’t have a stupid face.” “God, I love you.” 
  14. Sneaking off during Quidditch games, to explore the outskirts of the forbidden forest, or sit in/near the lake. Or just generally explore places of Hogwarts neither of you has been too before.
  15. Literally being Hogwarts power couple. A daring but compassionate Gryffindor and a cocky, kind Hufflepuff. Slytherins and Ravenclaws kept their distance but fellow house members of yours knew better.


  1. He’d love seeing you in his house colours. Cedric would be rather proud when he saw you strutting around with your Ravenclaw and his Hufflepuff scarf on. You’d often put yellow bows or pins in your hair too. 
  2. When you were overwhelmed and stressed after quite a few hours of studying, as tiredness and desperation sank in; Cedric would be the one to edge you on to keep on, and not to give up. He’d constantly help keep your head level so you can achieve your aspirations. 
  3. Chasing one another through grass, that resulted in stitches and grass burn. Or you’d chase one another until someone fell over. A bunch of tickle fights too, both of you could really be a child at heart sometimes.
  4. During exams, where you’d be cramming and stressing, forgetting about simple human needs (such as sleep, food, showering); Cedric would grab food from the kitchens before pulling you away from studying to eat.
  5. Always checking in with one another, making sure each other has eaten, got enough sleep, was doing fine mentally and emotionally. Passing in the corridors, “You doin’ okay love?” “Yeah, good. You doing good?” 
  6. Reading and studying together by the fireplace. You would either read or study whilst he’d work on homework or read. You’d cuddle whilst doing so; one night you fell asleep, Cedric carried you back into your dorm.
  7. Cedric taught you to see and be happy about the small things; that sometimes you need to forget about worries & stress and just to focus on how the clouds move or how the trees blow in the wind.
  8. Cedric always making sure that everyone knew you were his; it took a little while for your peers to realise Hufflepuffs can be vicious too. A new edition to the school was hitting on you hard, not taking no for an answer. Cedric was the one complaining how much his fist had hurt.
  9. A lot of pickup line competitions and flirting. Having a competition over who could come up with the most pun-filled, cheesy as pick up lines. The relationship was built on flirting and banter. 
  10. Fights didn’t last long; you’d be the one who would hold the grudge badly. After the fight ended, you’d go to separate corners, rethinking the argument. The record is 37 minutes before either one of you apologised.
  11. Always grabbing little small gifts for each other, either a flower or some drawing, once even a little paper crane. Just surprising each other with small little gifts all the time.
  12. Literally being the school’s OTP. You and Cedric were everyone’s couple goals; like everyone shipped you both together; a complete unstoppable, powerful couple. 
  13. Having movie nights every fortnight; his favourite was lighthearted romantic comedies and Disney films. You even convinced him to watch a horror once. 
  14. Once when Cedric was rather tired, he rambled on about the future he saw and wanted with you. It was absolutely adorable; with messy hair and his voice deeper than normal; “I’d bet you’d look amazing in a wedding dress baby.” 
  15. Always completely having each other’s backs, knowing exactly how to cheer one another up. Absolute unconditional love; lasting way past Hogwart years.


  1. Are you seriously pretending to be the stereotypical heartless Slytherin?” “Shut up.I’m a god of the darkness.” “You get scared during thunderstorms.” 
  2. Cedric is an absolute gentleman; picking random flowers for you, opening doors for you, “ladies first,” always complimenting you in the morning. Cedric was so grateful for you to be his.
  3. Always being there when you’re upset or just feeling down; often you’d ditch all classes and just lay in bed together. 
  4. Always wearing each other’s house colours. Swapping ties every now and then, wearing each other’s scarves. At first, people were just plain confused; but as further the relationship continued, more people took it another way.
  5. Having the most creative, cute, unique dates ever; going to kid playhouses, jumping in foam pits. Running around Hogwarts with a bunch of glue and googly eyes.
  6. Cedric forgetting the Slytherin common room password, he ended up locked out. You walked up to Cedric sitting near the entrance; in total defeat. “Need some help there babe?” 
  7. “It’s been so long since I saw you like I miss you so much.” “Hold on. It’s been exactly an hour and eleven minutes since you saw me, Cedric.” “But I missed you.” 
  8. Staying up way too late, getting each other opinions on literally anything.  Like such as if there are other planets with life, how cat’s communicate, their plans for life; literally whatever pops in you’re minds. 
  9. You’d often act as such a grump, but just completely melting whenever Cedric does the tiniest of things. How his eyes glisten in the sun, the look-at-the ground smile, his trail of sight when looking at you.
  10. Cedric is definitely the one who kills the spiders/bugs/inspects/evil beings for other planets in the relationship. You completely freaked out when a spider made its way into his dorm.
  11. “I thought Slytherins were meant to be all tough and badass, babe?” “IT’S OUT-EVILED ME.” “It’s a spider.” “KILL IT.” “You can get down from the desk now darling.” “ARE YOU SURE IT’S DEAD?” 
  12. Cedric literally being the only person who can absolutely cause you to be complete blushing, stumbling over words, short breath nervous. A few of your friends were absolutely shocked to see you in such a state.
  13. Baking a lot of stuff together; Cedric got you into baking. Either a baking session either ends in an absolute utter, massive food fight or you’d have enough baked goods to feed two and a half houses. 
  14. Cedric literally being the best carer and boyfriend when you fall ill. Plenty of blankets, movies and cuddles galore. Soup daily, cups of tea; despite saying he wouldn’t fall sick, he did in the end.
  15. Just generally being there for one another, whatever the need, knowing how to cheer one another up instantly, a loving, healthy relationship. Which is to die for, and everyone’s couple goals.


  1. Constant PDA. Always sitting as close as possible, arms around waists, little pecks along the neck or subtle hand kisses, fingers through hair, staring at the other while they talk. Absolutely filled with the cute, small PDA. 
  2. Although a few teachers, *cough* McGonagall *cough*, don’t really agree with the PDA; despite secretly shipping the both of you. Everybody secretly ships you.
  3. Always trying to outdo one another: who can eat more pancakes at breakfast, who could score more points in Quidditch. You and Cedric were always having playful competitions.
  4. The competition got really fierce during Quidditch matches; you were both of the team. He would pull his captain privileges before matches, trying to get a one up on you.
  5. “I’m literally already two minutes late to class, Cedric.” “Just ditch it, babe, I want more time with you.” “Surely you can survive an hour without me.” “Don’t think that’s happenin’ darl.” 
  6. Staying up all night to binge watch tv shows together. Having pillow fights if one of you watch an episode without the other. The shows ranged from post-apocalypse shows to absolute comedies. 
  7. Doing harmless, but stupid shit together. Cedric wasn’t the type who’d turn down a dare. “Go aggressively dance behind Snape, see how long till he notices.” “Oh, you’re on.” 
  8.  Cedric was rather romantic; he’ll plan the most thought out beautiful dates. Taking you through his hometown, stopping by places he thought you’d enjoy; viewing the stars on a warm summers night.
  9. Barely having any fights; communication was strong within the relationship; and if there was any problems or insecurities, both of you were comfortable enough to share it. 
  10. Cedric was surprisingly a semi-good singer. You’d often singer along to movie musicals together or dance/jump around either his or yours dorm room with music blasting.
  11. Helping each other remain focused on goals; whether it’ll be a grade in a specific subject or just general studying. You’d motivate one another, know each other’s limits. 
  12. “Do you think I’d survive the Hunger Games?” “Nah, you’d trust everyone.” “Offended. Truly. …. “You tend all your conflicts with pillow fights?” “You said I wouldn’t survive in the games.” “Well, it’s true Cedric.”
  13. Every now and then, you’d wear matching or corresponding clothing; purely just to annoy other students and a few teachers. Walking around with matching jean & flannel outfits, or wearing the same colour scheme.
  14. Cedric knowing what he wants and not being afraid to ask for it. Whether it’ll be your hand in public, a kiss before one of you leaves, to rant to you,  a hug - whatever really.
  15. He would go to great lengths, just to see you smile. Waking up twenty minutes earlier, just so he can take his time and pick you some flowers, or bring you a small snack. Being absolutely in love with one another. 
“Rejection;” Chapter Twenty-Two

Originally posted by beautifulbodymistake

NOTES: School has started up for me again this past Monday, so if I’m not posting too much, that’s simply because I’m getting adjusted to the new year and dealing with all the freaking tests and quizzes getting thrown at me like a fudging pile of bricks. Like, who does that??

Anyways, I hope this chapter isn’t too bad; a little weird, but kinda…cute. Hope you all like it. ^^


You sat down on the couch in your normal spot again, and Sans did too; except he was a lot closer this time, and even dared to rest both of his legs on your lap. You didn’t care at that point; your current objective was trying to get the blush off your face.

Papyrus strolled out of the kitchen with trays of snacks. “WHEW!! ALRIGHT, BREAK TIME. THEN, UNDYNE WILL GET TO DECIDE WHAT MINI GAME WE’LL PLAY NEXT. SO FAR, IT’S HUMANS WITH 0 AND MONSTERS WITH 1!!” Undyne snagged a bag of chips off his platter, and Alphys took a soda. You and Sans were good; you both were still full from your meal at Grillby’s. “Why aren’t you eating, punk?!” Undyne shouted as she took her seat beside you on the couch again.

You looked at Sans, silently asking if he was okay with telling the crew about your dinner. He shrugged, and closed his eyes. “Sans took me to Grillby’s. We’re still kinda full.”

You held up a hand and pat your gut; Papyrus stomped his foot across the room. “SO THAT’S WHERE YOU’VE BEEN!! WHY DID IT TAKE SO LONG?! YOU WERE JUST EATING THERE, WERE YOU NOT?!”You flinched, but Sans was there to cover.

“yeah. but grillbs was super busy with customers tonight, and he couldn’t help us at the bar immediately.” Papyrus accepted his answer, and you applauded Sans in his commendable effort. He wasn’t exactly lying; Grillby did seem busy. “OK THEN. THE POINT IS THAT WE ARE HERE NOW, AND THAT WE’RE GOING TO START OUR NEXT GAME!”

“A-already?” Alphys stuttered, and you agreed with her. “Yeah, already?! We just sat down!” Undyne let out a guffaw, and punched you hard in the bicep. “Shoulda thought about that while you were playing the game! Look at Paps; he got tired, so he lost earlier on in the match!” Sans chuckled, and Papyrus whined that “he did not.” Undyne crumpled up her empty bag of chips, and threw them into the garbage can nearby.

She jumped to her feet, and pointed a finger in the air. He long red hair swished behind her when she did that, and you admired it greatly. “The next game will be… A snowball fight!” She exclaimed, but Papyrus explained to her that you guys already did that. While she grew angry at him as to why he didn’t invite her before, Alphys took the opportunity to start thinking of ship names for her new OTP. On the other hand, Sans decided to take a nap.

You poked around at his feet, when he retracted them to his chest. You raised a brow, and in lieu to figuring out why he did, you smiled devilishly. He lost the lights in his eye sockets, and grew serious. “(y/n), don’t you even think about it.” He warned, but you were already standing up with your hands out.

“Remember that time when you pranked me with that whoopee cushion?” You taunted, placing a knee in between the skeleton’s legs. He couldn’t exactly run now, but he could still teleport if he wanted. Sans hissed, and reached for a pillow to hit you with. He smacked it right across your face, but since it was soft, the only damage taken was a little cut to the nose from your glasses. A red mark appeared on your skin, but you just adjusted your eyewear and grinned.

“(y/n), no! get back, i’m warning ya-” You laughed sinisterly, and plunged your hands into his stomach. Since nothing was there, you curled your fingers up to tickle his ribs. He began to laugh pretty hard, and you blushed from the deep belly cry he unleashed. Undyne stared at the two of you awkwardly, but just shrugged and continued brainstorming ideas.

Sans spasmed uncontrollably, and you moved to his sides. You played with the tips of his hips, then went down towards his knees. He pleaded for you to stop, all the while laughing his skull off. “ki-hi-hi-hid!! stah-ha-ha-hap!! ple-hee-hee-hee-hease!” He shot his hands out to protect under his kneecaps, but you just pushed his chest back down and held it there with your leg. “Nope! You have a lesson to learn, bucko, and that’s not to make me look like an idiot! This makes up for the psychout you gave me after the snowball fight!”

Alphys watched the tickling fest from afar, and blood practically dribbled from her nose in an anime-ish way. Sans was looking exhausted from all the laughing, and even a little angry. He wanted revenge bad, she could tell, and he wanted it now. Sans finally had enough of (Y/N)’s act, and unfurled a groan of effort. He seized his legs back from her, and fell off the couch. She clambered after him, grabbing him by the hem of his white shirt.

Choked by the sudden pull, she picked him up from behind and forced him back onto the couch. Diving right for the ribs again, Sans cursed and burst out laughing. Papyrus chuckled at his brother’s misery, not hearing his loud belly laugh in a long time. Undyne and him had decided on Truth or Dare, but waited for his brother and friend to finish their fight.

You stopped tickling Sans for a moment, as you needed a breather from the relentless attack. Sans heaved his ribs up and down, panting from exhaustion. He looked up at you, and his eye sockets were empty. “you… are so gonna regret that later.” He smiled darkly, but you didn’t care. You had gotten your revenge, and you were pleased. That’s what he gets for nearly kissing me- at least, I think- and running away.

Your cheeks blushed deeply at the thought; you stole a glance at the short skeleton who was out of breath. His shirt was ridden up, and you could see the bottoms of his ribs and spine. For some odd reason, you bit your lip and turned away. His ivory bones practically glowed, and as much as it was a sight for sore eyes, you had to focus hard on not peeking at them again.

Sans opened his eyes, and glared at (Y/N). His harsh stare softened when he caught her looking at his bare torso. He grinned knowingly, and nearly chortled when she turned away blushing. What can he say; he has been told before that he was pretty good looking for a monster. He yawned, and stretched his arms. This lifted his shirt even more, and the human flicked her eyes over for a millisecond.

“like what you see, pervert?” He mocked, and (Y/N) froze when he’d noticed her. She buried her face in her hands, and groaned. “Shut up. Just shut up.” Her face burned brightly; empathetically, Sans felt like sparing her. He pulled his clothing back down, and sat up straight. Sans was tempted to tease her more by scooting right next to her and laying an arm around the back part of her portion the couch, but he felt like that was too much and would come off as flirting.

Which he was not.

“Are you two done yet?!” Undyne snorted, and Sans flinched. He blushed slightly, and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “FINALLY. NOW, EVERYONE GET IN A CIRCLE! WE WILL PLAY TRUTH OR DARE: EXTREME VERSION!!” Papyrus walked over, and took your hand. He led you down onto the floor right next to him, and Alphys sat on the other side. Undyne grabbed Sans off the couch, tucked him under her arm, and plopped him down in between her and his bro.

Papyrus rubbed your hair like a dog, but it didn’t bother you. In fact, you rest your head on his shoulder, which he welcomed, and wrapped an arm around your back. “OK! THE RULES ARE THAT YOU MUST DO THE DARE GIVEN TO YOU, OR ELSE YOU’LL HAVE TO DO SOMETHING TOTALLY HUMILIATING. AND IF YOU REFUSE TO ANSWER A ‘TRUTH’, THE SAME CONSEQUENCE WILL APPLY. THE FIRST PERSON TO NOT ANSWER TWO QUESTIONS WILL BE KICKED. ”

Undyne cheered, and jabbed a thumb towards herself. “I have no shame!! I won’t lose!” You snickered, and made a gesture similar to slicing your neck. “You’re going down, Undyne! I don’t have any secrets. My life is an open book.” Alphys sighed sadly, not liking all this talk about spilling embarrassing tales. Sans just rolled along with it, not really caring.

“OKEY DOKEY! SINCE I LOST THE LAST GAME, I WILL GO FIRST.” Papyrus looked around the circle, and down at you. He smiled, and you grinned right back at him. “(Nickname)! IS IT TRUE THAT YOU ARE AN ONLY CHILD?!” He yelled, and Sans watched you with an odd amount of interest. You shook your head, and mentioned your little sibling. “so you’re the oldest in your family too?” Sans raised his nonexistent eyebrows, and you nodded. “Yep. Must be why we get along so well.”

You leaned over and socked him in the arm, and he winced. “Your turn, punk!” Undyne sneered, and you scanned the circle for the next victim. Your brain told you to go with Sans, but your mouth said Alphys. She perked up, and faced you. “I dare you to… reach for your tail and stick the end of it in your mouth!” She flinched, surprised by the odd request.

But, alas, she brought around her big, yellow tail and touched the tip of it to her tongue. “T-that was so weird, (Y/N).” She giggled, and looked at Sans. Her eyes widened, and she smiled evilly. Sans wasn’t affected; it took a lot to unnerve him. “So, Sans… is it true, that-” She glanced over at you, and your smile dropped,

“-you danced with (Y/N) at Grillby’s?!”




Chapter Ten (Where all the chapters before that are)

Chapter Twenty (Links to Chapters 11 –> 19)

lizzielad  asked:

Congrats on hitting 1K! Welcome to the club, We've been expecting you! You had so many juicy prompts on your list, but somehow I was able to pick one. Let's go with BBRae, number 19) Imagine your OTP making out on the floor somewhere because the spots they usually do it are occupied by other people. Bonus points if you can make it smutty! - LB

Idk why this one took me as long as it did, but it’s extra hot and a bit longer than the others, so here’s hoping it’s worth it.

I never turn down the chance to earn some bonus points. ;) 

In case you didn’t get that folks, rated M beyond the cut. 

She watched him from across the room, her gaze fixated on the collar of his shirt. Raven bit her bottom lip, unable to stop the impure thoughts that raced through her mind and left her feeling uncomfortably warm.

She twirled the cup she held between her fingers absent-mindedly. What was it about his collarbone that she found so ridiculously alluring? If Garfield noticed her fascination at all, he pretended not to care. Instead, he appeared mellow, talking and joking amongst the other Titans like it wasn’t even a thing. He didn’t so much as glance in her direction, but Raven didn’t care; she was free to openly gawk at the way the button-up shirt had conveniently not been buttoned up at all. She knew she’d squirm if she dared let her eyes wander any further down his lean, exposed musculature.

Instead, Raven kept her eyes on the green of his neck and chest, and occasionally his forearms where he’d rolled up the sleeves of his colorful, floral, vacation shirt. The emerald-green tone of his skin clashed with the vibrant shades of his clothing, and Raven found herself feeling tantalized by the parts of him that were obscured by the fabric.

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Guess who has a new OTP???

DIS GURL DOES! I really love this new song better than the last one in my opinion. 

I suppose I’ll give my thoughts on the movie. Over all? It was pretty all right, but I felt it was too predictable. There were very few elements in the movie that was new and refreshing. For example, the two main characters (Raven and Apple) took a nice healthy break from the spot light to give some other characters a try, which is nice (though due to this choice, no Rapple -sniff sniff-).

I was very happy to see Justine and Duchess have a ice dance off! I would love to see more between these two in the future <3! Healthy competition of course.

AND GUESS WHO SQUEALED/CRIED OVER SEEING HER ORIGINAL OTP? PLEASE MATTEL! I want to see these two interact more. Ever since Spring Unsprung I shipped them and was disappointed that they haven’t talked to each other since! 

Not to mention I am sad that Darling and Apple haven’t been shown talking about their destinies either. It obviously showed that Apple and Daring weren’t meant to be; but I am still holding on to Darling most likely being Apple’s Prince Charming while also being the White Knight in Wonderland. (Just make Darling gay Mattel -slips them Mattel money that they obviously need for their stupid/tragic doll budget cuts they’ve been making-) #Butthat’snoneofmybusiness 

“Blondie needs to chill out.”

I think this was the best thing in the movie X’D ahaha! And of course Blondie’s mic drop right before this. Did you see her icon on the bottom right corner? It’s so adorable! I haven’t seen it before until now! :D

It was spelltacular that we saw some parents again!

Jillian with her dad. EVEN LIZZIE AND HER MOM! SO ADORABLE! 

Not gonna lie, I felt bad for Raven, but it was pretty amusing scooting her mother around ahaha!

The library scene really was hexcellent! The detail was superb. I really enjoyed it and hope it will be used again in the future.

Farrah really grew on me in this movie. She is seriously adorable and too amazing for her own good. I was delighted seeing what else she can do. 

Am I the only one tickled pink in seeing cutie Poppy snuggled in Holly’s long hair? XD

Soooooo why didn’t Faybelle get a doll but Maddie and Apple did? =_=;; I would have DIED for a Faybelle doll in this outfit :’( (I would say maybe a special edition doll but I think the special edition doll was Crystal Winter herself. I guess we shall see…)

The antagonists in the movie were all right. I didn’t realize how short they were until Crystal hugged them later on. At least they’re not as short as the pixies.

Also, did anyone else get annoyed with Blondie? I feel harsh saying this, but I kinda wish they left her out and put someone else instead (like maybe cutie patootie Cedar or something). I have a like/dislike relationship with Blondie. She has her good and bad moments. At least her outfit was pretty cute during this movie but I kinda wish they left her out. 

Cute Winter pout and sulk <3

Not gonna lie, I kinda want that gun now ahaha! 

“How did the sleigh even get up there?” Blondie asks the real questions XD 

I was happy to see Briar and Faybelle interact a few times within the movie. You can clearly see Briar is still very uncomfortable of being put to sleep for 100 years of her life. I suppose they wanted to show she still hasn’t quite decided on what she wants to do. 

Okay Faybelle that WASN’T okay to do, even as a joke. Not hat-tastic >: / 

But I do appreciate her ‘oh shit she gunna do it for realz?!’ look XD 

I just really enjoyed these scenes of them glowing and asleep. Just gorgeous animation all around #aesthetic guyz

My most favorite part probably was the new song and everyone dreaming of their happily ever afters. It was very enchanting and beautiful! 

Most likely my new wallpaper <3 

Soooo yeah my new otp. I was very thrilled on seeing this. It really does show that Faybelle has a soft side and definitely wouldn’t curse Briar so she can be free to do as she pleases. She does care and even stopped Briar to not make a choice she knows she wouldn’t be happy on making.

I just love the details to this song. I’m starting to wonder the person who sings this also sings for Monster High. The voice just sounded familiar. 

OKAY BUT SERIOUSLY! These cuties literally killed my heart in this scene. HUNTER LOOKING SO DAPPER AND IS AN ADORABLE CHESTNUT! I mean, look at him! He’s so captivating and just so blessed to have Ashlynn in his life. He never thought he would ever get a princess and just—my heart guys, my heart! 

Blondie’s dream was just very cute. She just wants to have many bear friends to bear with her :’D (I’m terrible I know). 

Just an darling Crystal Winter screenshot. 

I know many Dizzie and Darise fans were very upset over the canon relationship of Rosabella and Daring. I find them very adorable though and consider them a nice and interesting couple. I would love to see more of them in future episodes and movies <3! 

Overall the movie was beautiful and gorgeously animated since I am a big winter person myself. I would probably give it a 7.5/10 since I feel that some parts were a bit lackluster, and like I said earlier, too predictable. But I actually am proud that Mattel still gives me another otp to love <3. And also,

Crying Faybelle gives me life? It just goes to show you have to read the fine print when it comes to shady things like that. Glad she learned her lesson (or at least I hope she did). I grew to love Faybelle a lot during these past 2 movies. But probably since she’s been seen a lot (like Lizzie from Spring Unsprung and Way to Wonderland) we might not be able to see her possibly for a long while. Just saying and noticing a trend guys > o >.

Anyways, let me know what you think! Do you like the new movie? Have you collected any of the dolls? What do you think of the new Rosebella and Daring pairing? Talk to me guyz! I’m alllll ears! ^_^ 

200 Sentence Prompts!

message me a number and a guy/girl (hamilsquad or hamilcast) and I’ll write a fic!! (p.s I used feminine pronouns for these but if you want me to use masculine/gender neutral pronouns just tell me in your request and I’ll use them :))

1. “I kinda sorta maybe like you.”
2. “You’re my favorite person.“
3. “You know that, right?”
4. “I’m gonna kill you!”
5. “What the fuck happened here?”
6. “Please…don’t go.”
7. “Stay the night?”
8. “You’re such a loser.”
9. “Why do you hate me?”
10. “Just shut up and kiss me.”
11. “How dare you?”
12. “Excuse me?”
13. “Make me.”
14. “Can you not?”
15. “Care to explain?”
16. “Okay…sounds fake but okay.”
17. “Why are you filming?”
18. “Delete that. Immediately.”
19. “You spent $340 on what?”
20. “Why. Just…why.”
21. “Oh, and by the way? I love you.”
22. “You look so good in that.”
23. “If you want me to stop, then say so. But I don’t think you want me to.”
24. “Can I kiss you?”
25. “Currently dying. Bye.”
26. “Don’t touch me.”
27. “Get the hell away from me.”
28. “What are you afraid of?”
29. “If that’s not dedication I don’t know what is.”
30. “How do I put this simply? I despise you.”
31. “Put that thing back where it came from or so help me God!”
32. “What are you wearing?”
33. “You’re being ridiculous!”
34. “You’re just like them!”
35. “What song is this?”
36. “That might just be the worst pick up line I have ever heard. Congrats.”
37. “You have invented a new kind of stupid.”
38. “I sure don’t remember having a dog.”
39. “Why are you under a table?”
40. “Where are you?”
41. “I’m DYING.”
42. “Are you bleeding?”
43. “How often does this happen?”
44. “Oh my God, someone call an ambulance/medic!“ (depending on the time period)
45. “Did you just hiss at me?”
46. “You can’t spend the rest of your life inside.”
47. “Watch me.”
48. “Is that a dare?”
49. “Is that my shirt?”
50. “Can I have my stuff back?”
51. “You broke my heart.”
52. “________ is rolling in their grave right now.” “…________ isn’t dead?” “They are to me.”
53. “I’m sorry I kicked you in the balls. It might happen again.”
54. “Nobody cares??”
55. “Are you drunk?”
56. “You’re drunk.”
57. “You’re a woman?”
58. “…you have a sister?”
59. “You’re their sister?”
60. “FIGHT ME.”
61. “Why is if I’m the one who always has to stop you from getting into fights?”
62. “Get out!”
63. “Please don’t hurt him!”
64. “Please, don’t hurt yourself.”
65. “I can’t take it anymore!”
66. “That’s gotta hurt.”
67. “Are you hurt?”
68. “Who hurt you?”
69. “Can we please just go home?”
70. “It’s an honor to meet you.”
71. “It’s you. It’s actually you.”
72. “I love your tattoos.”
73. “Go to prom with me?”
74. “Did you just admit you love me over text? Lame.”
75. “What did you just say?”.”
76. “Come back to bed?”
77. “Sing it!”
78. “Everyday is Halloween if you’re dedicated.”
79. “OTP.”
80. “Just make out already.”
81. “Can I do your makeup?”
82. “I can fight my own battles.”
83. “Get out.”
84. “Get help!”
85. “Hey, hey, hey, stay with me.”
86. “Hold my hand.”
87. “I think your parents like me more than they like you.”
88. “Can I have your number?”
89. “Fuck it up!”
90. “You’ve ruined everything!”
91. “It’s all your fault!”
92. “Dance with me.”
93. “Nobody needs to know.”
94. “It’s yours.”
95. “It’s not yours.”
96. “I’m yours.”
97. “I am nobody’s but my own”
98. “Talk to me like that again and I’m leaving.”
99. “I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”
100. “I’m tired of moping around and waiting for things to get better. So I’m going to make things better for myself.”
101. “Please tell me you’re not courting/dating him.” (once again, depending on the time period)
102. “We need to be quiet.”
103. “You don’t understand.”
104. “What were you doing in there?”
105. “I’m fine.”
106. “We’re not fine!”
107. “Everything is falling apart at the seams!”
108. “You wanna come over here and say that to my face?”
109. “This means nothing.”
110. “You sure about that?”
111. “Can you come over?”
112. “Are you…naked?”
113. “That’s the weirdest thing you could possibly say in this situation!”
114. “What were you thinking?”
115. “You could have died!”
116. “Where is she?”
117. “I’ll do anything.”
118. “Please don’t hurt her.”
119. “You’re going to be a father.”
120. “I’m so sorry it had to be this way.”
121. “Hold me back!”
122. “This is, like, the fifth fight you’ve gotten into this week. Calm down.”
123. “I love you, asshole!”
124. “I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember.“
125. “You should have told me.”
126. “Please don’t leave me.”
127. “I waited for you.”
128. “You broke a promise.”
129. “If you walk out right now it’s over.”
130. “Keep it in your pants, for crying out loud!”
131. “What if someone hears?”
132. “Everyone heard.”
133. “Everyone knows.”
134. “You’re so in love with her it’s embarrassing.”
135. “Don’t throw away your shot.”
136. “You stalled. He didn’t. Deal with it.”
137. “If I never see you again, I want you to know I love you.”
138. “What do you mean she’s missing?”
139. “It’s you.”
140. “That was not supposed to be sent to you.”
141. "I don’t remember asking you.”
142. “Are you going to the party?”
143. “She’s pregnant?”
144. “What did they do to you?”
145. “I’m going to kill him.”
146. “You deserve so much better”.
147. “Take it off.”
148. “Can we make this official?”
149. “Are you free tonight?”
150. “How was your date?”
151. “And now I have a hickey. Thanks.”
152. “Who gave you that hickey?”
153. “Can you please stop giving me hickeys?”
154. “Get in, loser. We’re going shopping.”
155. “We are not naming our child after my rival.”
156. “I’m about to go into labor and the father isn’t here. So yeah, I’m not doing that well!”
157. “I swear to God if you don’t show up in the next five minutes I’m naming this baby ___________” (depending on the rival)
158. “Can you believe we made this?”
159. “You say the dumbest things and it’s adorable.”
160. “Talk to me.”
161. “May I have this dance?”
162. “I do believe you are the most beautiful girl here tonight.”
163. “It’d be a shame if I didn’t say hello before the night is over.”
164. “Lord, help me through this night.”
165. “What do you mean we’re locked in?”
166. “Just do it.”
167. “I can’t believe it, I’m getting married today.”
168. “I’m married.”
169. “You know you don’t love him, so why do you pretend?”
170. “You deserve happiness.”
171. “You deserve everything you have, darling.”
172. “Just hold me.”
173. “I just want to hold you.”
174. “I can’t sleep without you in my arms.”
175. “You got arrested?!”
176. “This is so gonna get you arrested.”
177. “Come on, live a little!”
178. “Asl? ;)”
179. “I swear to God he’s the most annoying person on this planet.”
180. “He’s my brother.”
181. “Since when do you have a brother?”
182. “Holy shit, boobs.
183. “You’re like, freakishly tall.”
184. “Aww, you’re so short!”
185. “Your eyes are gorgeous.”
186. “I love your hair!”
187. “Keep doing that and you’re gonna regret it.”
188. “After everything that happened, I don’t regret a single moment of it.”
189. “I still love you, even after what you did.”
190. “I still love you, but I can’t do this.”
191. “You don’t love him and you know it.”
192. “I don’t love him, I love you!”
193. “I swear to God I will never love anybody else.”
194. “Yeah, I love you, but you know what? I wish I didn’t.”
195. “Loving you is the best thing I’ve ever done.”
196. “And to think, none of this would have happened had I not spilled coffee all over you that one Monday morning.”
197. “Marry me?”
198. “Marry me.”
199. “I was gonna marry her.”
200. “I do.”

okay okay so aofuta coffee shop au alright

  • futakuchi is a cheeky barista that is known for flirting with boys, girls, and anyone in between or afar (he’s also known for being a smart ass to his coworkers, but that’s besides the point)
  • one day, a super tall guy comes in and orders something sweet
  • futakuchi teases him about looking like a grumpy bear (r00hd3, futa; it’s not aone’s fault it’s just his face gAWd) and adds in, “you’d probably look cute if you smiled every once in a while”
  • in response, tall grumpy bear (aone if i wasn’t being clear b4) looks to the floor and blushes lightly
  • and futakuchi might have laughed if his face didn’t go flush bc shit tall grumpy bear is actually kind of cute? ? ? ?? 
  • so he turns away from tall grumpy bear because why is he blushing this never happens to him wtf
  • and he is met with an irritated kamasaki that is like wtf are u doing give him his drink
  • whiCH IS NOT THAT EASY RN KAMASKI STFU but he turns around and gives the guy his drink, anyway
  • grumpy bear leaves and futakuchi calms down, though he thinks about mister grumpy bear quite a bit for the rest of the day
  • and he may or may not hope that grumpy bear makes another appearance throughout the week and may or may not have to mask his disappointment when grumpy bear doesn’t show up again
  • so futakuchi just about gets this guy out of his head when, of course, the guy shows up again
  • this time, futakuchi makes sure to get his name
  • and aone is the only thing he can think about for months to come
  • but, before those months, he’s forced to suffer another week without aone coming in
  • so, when aone finally comes in again, futa asks aone where he goes to school
  • he slowly gets to know aone through these once-a-week encounters and always teases him with, “so, you came back to see me, huh~?" 
  • which always makes aone blush
  • which, in turn, always makes futakuchi blush (but not turn around bc he gets a little used to it)
  • and this goes on until kamasaki is like jfc just ask him out wtf r u even doing futakuchi
  • and so he does (not without a "and what would you know about romance, kamasaki?” beforehand ofc)
  • and this really cute and slightly awkward fumbling relationship forms
  • and it’s cute
  • aofuta is cute
  • so CUTE

anonymous asked:

What do you think would happen if the triumvirate beamed down on some random planet and bones/Spock got hurt? BAMF Jim please?

  • This was just supposed to be an easy rescue mission. A distress signal sent the Enterprise to pick up a few smaller stranded shuttles. Something’s wrong the moment they land, because all communication with the Enterprise seems lost. “They’ll figure out how to get comms back on,” Jim says, and the three of them start their journey to find the other ships, which should be really nearby anyway. 
  • They find the stranded shuttles in a clearing in the woods, and it doesn’t look like your average stranded shuttles. Two of the shuttles are completely destroyed, and only one of them is still in tact. So Jim and Spock scavenge the wrecks while Bones checks out the third shuttle. And then it just explodes. It takes Jim longer than it should to realize what that means, so used to Bones just being by his side. And Spock just runs towards the vehicle, finding Bones on the ground. Completely motionless, a nasty piece of debris is just sticking out of Bones’ side. Jim panics as Spock carries him away from the wreckage, rushing towards them and kneeling down on the ground when Spock puts Bones’ body down. “Bones! Hey, wake up,” Jim says, gently shaking Bones’ shoulder before yelling out Scotty’s name in their communicator, to no avail.. 
  • Bones wakes up with a groan, him stirring lightly turning into more of a whimper, and Jim is next to him again in a second. So is Spock, holding him still. “Don’t move, doctor,” Spock says, his voice soft, though with clear worry. Bones’ hands trail to the object sticking out of his side and he lets out a shaky breath when he does. “Tell us what we can do to help you, Bones,” Jim says. Bones lets out a bitter laugh. “Five years in space, three years in the Academy, and you guys never bothered to take a rank in healing.” “Now is not the time for technicalities,” Spock says. “Tell us what we can do.” 
  • Bones explains them what to do. Spock holds him down, unable to move, and Jim grips on to the thing. “On the count of three?” Jim suggests. “I’m not going to fall for th-” and Bones is right before he can finish that sentence, because Jim immediately yanks it out of him. Bones’ pained scream is loud and piercing, and Bones passes out after that. 
  • Bones’ voice reached bad guys, because pretty soon after they’re surrounded by at least five guys. “Get him out of here,” Jim says, taking both his own and grabbing Bones’ phaser, too. “Jim,” Spock warns him, but Jim shakes his head. “Go, Spock. That’s an order.” And Jim’s off just like that.
  • Spock carries Bones in his arms, both their otherwise stainless uniforms soaking in Bones’ blood. Bones wakes up again, looking much paler than he should. “Where’s… where’s Jim?” he asks, voice rough and speech slow. “Acting out his Hero Syndrome,” Spock points out. “What? Spock, put me down. Go assist Jim.” “I will once we get you back on the ship, Leonard,” Spock says firmly. “Damn it, Spock-” Bones starts, but he’s too tired to argue their decisions. He’s on the verge of passing out again - each step Spock takes just echoes in waves of pain through his entire body. 
  • Meanwhile, Jim just loses it. Someone dared hurting one of his men. It wouldn’t have mattered if it had been an ensign or Bones, he would have fought off these guys to give Spock and Bones a clear escape, but it being Bones just makes it more impossible to think straight. And he uses two phasers instead of one to knock them backwards. And when he gets hit in one arm, he drops it, but continues shooting with the other until all bad guys are down. He takes no time to enjoy this victory, though, walking up to one of the unconscious bodies and he makes sure he’s disarmed before he’s shaking him awake again. “What is blocking the communicators?” He asks, firm, very little patience evidence in his voice. “Screw you,” the alien hisses. Which is the wrong answer. Very wrong. And Jim answers with his fist in the guy’s face. “We’re going to try this again,” Jim says, “what is blocking the comms?” It takes another round before he actually gives him the answer. “Where are the survivors from the ship?” Jim continues. “No survivors. They’re all dead. You’re next.” The alien spits out, and Jim knocks him out again by hitting him right on his temple. 
  • He rushes towards the satellite dish that’s disturbing their signals, just blinded by worry and anger because how dare they kill innocent people and hurt his Bones. 
  • “You gotta… gotta stop the bleeding,” Bones breathes, his own hand pressed against his wound, but that’s not enough. He grunts every few seconds, and Spock looks incredibly worried. “Of course, tell me what I have to do,” Spock says, squeezing Bones’ hand. And Bones talks him through it, kind of, because he passes out for brief seconds more than once. And having no usable materials around, Spock rushes back to the crash side for a piece of clean metal, and he uses that and his phaser to burn that wound closed. The piercing scream that comes out of Bones’ mouth echoes through the valley, and when Bones finally stops, Spock briefly panics that he’s dead. He’s eerily silent, and Spock gently cups his cheeks and runs a hand through his hair, feeling his pulse and just holding him close because it’s all he can do. Bones wakes again, clearly in pain, pale and covered in blood. “Spock…” Bones breathes, like he’s even struggling to talk, “Spock, if I don’t…” “Doctor, no. You’ll be fine.” Spock says. Bones tries to scoff out a laugh, but that just hurts, and Spock holds him tight in his arms. “What happened.. to your logic, huh?” “You appeal to my human side. Sometimes,” Spock replies, smile gentle and worried, running an arm through Bones’ damp hair to swipe it away from his forehead. “I just… want you to know,” Bones swallows, “You and Jim…” “You don’t have to say it,” Spock says. “Save your breath, Leonard. You’re going to need it to yell at us later.”
  • The moment Jim manages to blow up that satellite, comms are back up online. It’s also when Jim hears Bones scream, and he just drops everything and sprints towards the sound. “Scotty, I need you to beam us up. Get a med team there yesterday!” He yells into his phone, stopping his movement only when he’s being beamed away at last. 
  • Spock refuses to change out of his clothes while they wait in the med bay. Jim is pacing, until Spock just holds him close. And Spock smells of old blood, dirt, and swear, and he looks the part, too. And Jim’s just furious. He’s worried, he’s angry, he’s hurt that he couldn’t be there to save Bones. Spock keeps telling him that he did save Bones. 
  • Both boys stay near Bones while he recovers. He’s out flat for two full days, and they both stay next to him. Spock on a chair, finally showered and dressed at this point, and Jim’s on the hospital bed next to Bones. Not sick. Just lying there, on his side, staring at Bones aimlessly. And when Bones finally does stir, both Spock and Jim are up in an instant, and by his sides. “Bones!” Jim says, louder than expected, and Bones groans at Jim’s voice loud in his ears. Spock runs his fingers through Bones’ hair gently, and when Bones opens his eyes - both boys are staring up at him worriedly. “Am I dead?” Bones asks, his voice rough from not speaking in a while. “Like we’d let you die,” Jim replies, and he’s kissing Bones’ cheek. Bones’ hand traces down to the wound on his side, now decently healed and but a scar. “How are you feeling?” Spock asks, and Bones glances in his direction. “Like I’ve been on a three day bender with Jim. You know. The usual.” Jim laughs, and his hand is on Bones. Fingers tracing over Bones’ skin gently. 
  • Bones recovers, and Jim and Spock play a big part in that. They bring him breakfast, Spock makes him eat his fruits and vegetables even when Bones is just nagging for a drink. Jim makes him stay in bed even when Bones deems himself fit for work again. Both Spock and Jim take turns looking after him, chasing him out of med bay when he wants to work prematurely, and drag him back to bed. And out of complete boredom, Bones teaches them a few basics of healing. “For next time,” he says, and Jim huffs. “There isn’t going to be a next time, Bones. You can’t get hurt again. I swear to God, Bones. You’re never going to get hurt like that again.” “Are you going to take a rank in healing, then?” Bones asks, and both Spock and Jim laugh. “No. We have you for that.”
RivaMika Week Day 5 - Calor, Dolor, Rubor,Tumor, Functio laesa

Title: Calor, Dolor, Rubor, Tumor, Functio laesa
Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin
Rivaille x Mikasa Ackerman
Not for minors okay. I mean really no don’t read it they are doing it. The whole time. [Rated R]
Mikasa loves training in the middle of the night, when there is no one to watch her, but this time she had a visitor. Her mentor Rivaille who does not only correct her fighting stance, but also teach her entirely different things.

A/N: Okay guys, I finally did it. I finished my first smut ever. And let me tell you I went through hell and came back with new magical powers. In short I got the OTP feels and then the high you get when you are so goddamn proud of something you created.
So I goddamn hope you like it. (and I hope I did this right,… fulfilling the promt requirement and all…)

It was midnight when they met in the training hall. It was just the two of them, barely any light, but the moonlight that shone through the big open windows.

“It’s late Ackerman.” he said. Watching her vigorously beating, kicking and punching the training dummies in the hall. She did not react. Not even when he stood behind her, correcting her fighting stance. She felt his breath against her neck, instead of verbally instructing her like he normally did, he used his hands to guide her.

“You are off balance.” he whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Rivaille slid his hands under her loose shirt, gliding over her abs, enjoying the feeling of her sculpted stomach. “Your center of gravity is here.” To accentuate where exactly, he firmly pressed his hand on the area. “And you need to push it a bit back.” he explained and pushed her stomach and her hips backwards.

With that there was not a single inch left between them. Mikasa took a deep breath, trying to control the sudden increase of her heartbeat. Both dared not to say a thing, exactly knowing what they both desired in this very moment.

“Heichou?” Mikasa broke the silence. But she was quickly shushed by the man, who now gently but firmly turned her around, so they were facing each other. He put his right index finger on her lips, smirking. Mikasa slowly breathed out, relishing in the moment. They just stood there looking into each others eyes, silently asking for permission to what was following next.

Rivaille slid his finger slowly down to her chin, down her throat, resting his slender fingers at her collarbone. Mikasa’s breathing slightly increased, she felt her whole body shuffling it’s weight towards Rivaille and his fingers, as if he was pulling invisible strings. Obediently she turned her head to the side a bit, to grant him access to the crook of her neck.

He smiled. “So obedient.” he mumbled, making her blush. She knew she was giving in to the temptation, but she did not hate it. Not now, she wanted to be owned by him completely. He superseded his fingers with his lips and started to slowly place tender kisses along her collarbone, moving upwards. He rested long on each spot, pressing his lips gently against her hot skin. This caused Mikasa to adjust her breathing to his kissing pace. When he dipped in for another kiss, she breathed in, when he stayed on the spot, she held her breath and only when he moved to kiss another spot she dared to breath out.

But something was bothering her. He was at her neck, almost below her earlobe, but he couldn’t kiss any higher due to the height difference. Rivaille, who was painfully aware of this, was about to kiss his way down again, but was interrupted by Mikasa uttering “Shorty.” harshly. His reaction was easy but had a great impact. He kicked one of her feet away, causing her to fall onto the blue mats. It still hurt her, even if they cushioned the blow to some extend, but she had no time to think about the pain, since Rivaille was already on top of her, pressing his lips onto hers.

She felt the world disappear around her. Nothing else mattered. No one else existed. It was just the two of them alone in the universe. His experienced kisses, were firm but at the same time very passionate and soft. She wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him closer. Rivaille then took her lower lip between his and gently sucked them, before he broke the kiss to look at Mikasa.

She wanted him, she wanted him so bad, she was slowly getting angry that he was so gentle with her. Mikasa enjoyed the attention from him, but she needed him to be rough, to show her her place like he used to do so many times. And this is exactly what he was able to read in her mischievous glance.

A playful huff passed his lips as he dived down to nibble on her earlobe. Mikasa let out moan, but quickly regained her control and kept silent. She provoked him purposely to make him show his fangs. And he did. He roughly bit into the crook of her neck, making her scream in excitement. “Don’t challenge me Ackerman.” he said in his husky voice licking the place he bit before.

Mikasa closed her eyes and tried to catch her breath again, the sensation flooded her whole brain, making her unable to think of anything else than him, and how he would feel like between her legs. She wanted to touch him, feel him, but at the same time she wanted to be touched more, wanting him to look at her and only at her. She needed to possess him but wanted to be owned equally. Mikasa moved her hands from his neck down to his shoulders, clumsily tugging at the fabric of his shirt. He immediately understood and raised his upper body to remove it. Now that he sat on her lap, she got aware of his hard member.

But her attention soon was drawn to his naked sculpted chest in front of her. The moonlight perfectly accentuated every muscle. She couldn’t resist and ran her fingers over it, obviously fascinated even if she saw him shirtless countless times already. “It must be the moonlight,” she thought, absentmindedly caressing his chest. Rivaille forcefully grabbed her wrists and pulled them over hear head, to pin her down. It bothered him that she was not paying attention to him, but his looks.

His head close to her ear again he whispered: “Look only at me, think of only me and only concentrate on the pleasure I give you.” Steady hands slid under her shirt, fulfilling the promise, making their way to her bra to cup her breast. “Rivaille.”, Mikasa moaned pushing him to hurry up. She already arched her back upwards to grant him access to the closure of the bra. He smirked. “I don’t think so.”

“Rivaille!”, Mikasa was outraged, she needed him. Now. Mikasa ferociously flipped him over, so that she was on top now. She breathed heavily now, only getting angrier hearing his wholehearted laugh. Only now she realized that it was too easy to get him off her. Her confused face was too cute to bear, he thought, so that he couldn’t help but cup her face with one of his hands and pulling her down to kiss her. It took her breath away. She wondered how he became such a good kisser. Rivaille growled against her lips. “Mikasa, here I am.”

This brought her back to the situation, rather than wondering what woman had him already. She took her shirt off and vigorously threw it aside, shortly followed by the bra. This was the moment he waited for. He imagined it so many times, but reality was sweeter than his imagination ever was. Her breasts were firm and nicely shaped, fitting exactly to the rest of her body. Under the uniform he could guess what she might look like, but actually seeing her waist and breasts bare before him was worth a thousand deaths.

He was still smirking, which aggravated Mikasa to a point, where she just wanted to hurt him, so he looses that smirk. Still in her sitting position, realization struck her. She sat right on his lap, his already hard member pressing against her. Now it was her time to smirk. She leaned down to kiss Rivaille, but not without unnecessarily grinding her hips against his lap. With every kiss she pushed her center against him, making him growl. She smirked between the kisses, playfully liking his lips teasing him up to the point of almost making him forgot, who initially was the master in this little game.

Almost. He pushed her down, hovering above her. A low throaty growl rolled up from Rivaille’s chest and parted his lips as they abused the flesh of Mikasa’s neck. He’d wanted this for so long – he wanted her for long, and now he wasn’t going to wait another moment. Especially because Mikasa made it pretty clear that she shared the feelings. Impatient hands gripped at the woman’s legs, tugging her up before moving to remove her pants and undergarments.

Mikasa shivered in excitement. He finally dipped down between her legs licking her so slowly she almost came from the anticipation only. He circled around her clit only to occasionally flick it with his tongue, making her twitch. Mikasa was loosing her mind, but did not let a single moan escape her mouth.

“I can’t hear you baby.” he said before sucking on her nub, which made her scream out in pleasure. He chuckled a little bit, before putting his tongue in front of her entrance, slowly licking up. Mikasa’s breath became heavier. She needed something inside her now, but he did not yet grant her that pleasure, first he made sure to make her beg for it.

He continued the teasing until he realized that she was very close to her orgasm. That was when he stopped the teasing immediately, instead rubbed her clit with his thumb, so that he could watch her. She was so close now. Her hands were roaming his body, finally gripping his shoulders. “Come for me baby.”, he whispered into her ear, increasing the pace of his thumb, until she came screaming his name. He removed his hand and brought it up to her lips, gently putting the thumb he just used, onto her lips. Mikasa immediately understood and it thrilled her to suck on his thumb, making him imagine entirely different things.

The sensation made him roll onto his back, Mikasa still sucked at his finger, when he commanded her to please him. She smirked and leaned in for a kiss before she kissed her way down. From his lips, along his jawline, down his neck and chest. Stopping shortly to suck on his nipple, but quickly moving on to kiss down his stomach. Mikasa smiled wickedly, hovering over Rivaille. She let out a soft huff of air while leaning down and pressing her lips to his exposed stomach, her hand gripping at the hem of his pants and dragging them slowly downward.

As soon as he were naked in front of her, she started to lick his erected penis. Passionately from the bottom up to the top. Rivaille was not afraid to show his excitement and let out a deep groan. Encouraged by it Mikasa took the tip into her mouth, sliding it slowly deeper inside. Suddenly though, she started to bob her head up and down quickly, driving the man crazy. In response he grabbed her by hair yanking her up, so that they’d look each other into the eye. And both knew the moment was here.

He quickly turned onto his stomach, pushing himself up with his strong arms, so that he was able to grab Mikasa at her hips. His movements were wild and demanding. Her heart was going so fast, she had troubles breathing. She was excited, thrilled and there was nothing that could stop her from welcoming that man. Obediently she threw herself onto her back, spreading her legs.

“Ass up.”, he commanded roughly, making Mikasa shiver. She never saw him ferocious like that, he usually was furious and quite bold, but this time he seemed not as composed, to be precise he was beast-like. Mikasa’s heart beat fast against her chest as she turned around and slowly lifted her ass up, so he could enter her from behind.

He first only used his fingers. Two of them slid in easily, since she was dripping wet already. “Good Girl”, he growled. Rivaille slid his fingers in and out in a manner that made Mikasa whimper because it felt so incredibly good. She felt the pressure building up, but he made sure she was not coming. He wanted to please her with his dick, making her regret she every called him a midget. “Rivaille,… please!”, she muttered not being able to stand the teasing anymore. “Tell me Mikasa.”

[A/N: sorry to interrupt ya guys but for some reason there is a part missing here. will edit asap! edit the 2nd… i wanna die my original document is broken as well and i cannot remember what i wrote for god’s sake I wanan cry…]

He slowed down a bit, using his strength to suck on Mikasa’s neck, trying hard to leave a mark. “Don’t.” she uttered. Rivaille continued anyway, needing to visibly mark her.

“Rivaille they’ll see.”
He stopped for a moment but then he realized what she meant. He bit her earlobe, whispering: “Eren is going to see, you mean?”

Mikasa was immediately tensing up as the name of her brother fell, moaning.

“That’s how you work Ackerman.”, Rivaille teased. “Do you want him to see? That I fucked you? Honey he probably heard you already.”

Mikasa couldn’t contain her feelings anymore. Truth is, she really was often fantasized about Eren catching her while masturbating, but imagining that he could hear her right now, thinking of her naked body being pleasured. She was so close now.

Suddenly Rivaille put his hands around her throat and made Mikasa gasp in surprise. He firmly tightened his grip around her neck. “It’s me you want Mikasa. Stop thinking about him while I fuck you.” He was angry, and jealous, but this only turned her on even more. In his eyes she saw nothing but pure lust and insanity. His grip around her neck loosened a bit, but still pressed air out of her lungs. “Yes Master.” she replied but was soon silenced by a rough kiss.

This was the moment when Rivaille decided he couldn’t go on for much longer, so he increased his speed only thinking about his own pleasure. She pushed her hips against his, so he’d be in her even deeper, being greatly turned on by his wild trusting. Mikasa’s body started to shake, her muscle tensed up around Rivaille’s penis, making it hard for him to concentrate on anything else. It made his head swirl, he had troubles keeping his strong trusts, when Mikasa screamed his name and scratched his back so bad it already drew blood. This is when he allowed himself to release himself in her.

Both trembled in the aftermath, but soon Rivaille got up, bothered by the sweat and body fluids sticking onto his body. “Let’s go clean up.”

Without another word he lifted her up. She instinctively wrapped her long legs around his hips, to make it easier for him to carry her. Together they made their way into the showers, still hungry for more.

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Title: Night Nurse
Paring: Chris Beck/Beth Johanssen
Word count: 1763
Rating: M but not explicit.
Warnings: Kind of a sexual situation in here.
Sinopsis: This is it, this is the moment Mark never thought would happen. And he was going to respond for Beth, oh if he would.
N/A: Needed to write this because, honestly? I’m too sad right now and needed something to laugh about. I’m sorry.

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Night Nurse.  

This is it, this is the moment he never thought would happen because no, this is imposible, how could Beck do this to Johanssen? There must be an explanation, maybe he was just dreaming. Did he fell asleep during therapy again? It must be that! Because those moaning, Beck’s moaning, that were coming out his office at the NASA Private Hospital couldn’t be real. He was working, right? The night shift was his for some months by now, he always came back home late just to crash in his bed and sleep like a rock while Beth wake up to her normal day at NASA. He would see her there, ask her about her days with Dr. Bossy and make fun of them for being nerds in love. Because they WERE nerds in love, right? Chris Beck loved Beth Johanssen, everyone knew that, they have been together for almost two years by now, THIS COULDN’T BE HAPPENING.

‘Cal down, Watney’, Mark tell himself walking some steps behind, the moanings still coming from the office. He read the plaque there, ‘Dr. Christopher Beck, MD’, and felt himself sweating cold and almost shaking. What should he do? It was almost 1 am and he was told Beck would get off his shift until 3 am, and since is his birthday, he wanted to say ‘happy birthday’ before everyone else, maybe crash on his couch again because that’s what he does when he is feeling empty and too alone in his apartment. This was something normal, he coming to Beck’s office to talk to him during his night shift, then maybe going with him to his house with Beth and their fat cat, crash now the couch of their living room.


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Classic Sugg - part one

“Classic Sugg” -part one

Third person’s POV:

Today was the day, today you were finally going to see the Jaspar flat. One of the roommates, Joe Sugg, and you had been best mates since what seemed like forever.  You two used to be prank king and prank queen in highschool, and shared your childhood. But as you grew older, Joe’s YouTube channel expanded and he moved to London. Even though you stayed a few hours away, in Brighton, you were still the best of friends. Just two weeks ago, he had moved in with another you tuber- Caspar Lee, because Caspar’s previous roommate- Alfie had moved in with Zoe Sugg, who was Joe’s sister as well as your best friend. There had been a housewarming party one week ago, but since you were in Uganda helping children, you had missed it and never seen the flat.

But three days ago, you had asked his manager to check his schedule, which was clear today, and planned a surprise visit for him.

When you called him to say that you couldn’t attend the housewarming party, he was really upset, and even though it wasn’t that big of a deal, you decided to shock him, in a good way, you hoped.

Your POV:

After coming out of the shower, I changed into a black and white striped halter shirt, faded blue denim jeans, and put on a black jacket, to prevent my makeup ruining my new shirt. Then I put on some foundation, concealer to cover my dark circles because of staying up too late, put on some mascara, and finally put on the “Afternoon Tea” lip gloss from my good friend Tanya Burr’s lip gloss collection. I had to say, it really made my lips look snoggable. This wasn’t my go to look, which took a bit more time, but I didn’t bother hide my face from Joe, who had seen me when you had the flu, probably when I looked the worst in my life, with the pale skin and all.

After making sure there were no clumps in my mascara, I braided my hair into a messy braid, because it was going to get messed up by the wind anyway, and I loved messy buns and braids.

I grabbed my absolute favorite leather rucksack, which was gifted to me by Joe this year on my 23rd birthday, and put my flat keys, your laptop, phone, clutch, and a compact mirror into it, along with the new vlogging camera neatly wrapped (it wasn’t me, I’m rubbish at wrapping presents) in white paper with cartoons all over it. Joe loves cartoons so I thought he would like his present covered I them. His birthday is tomorrow, I plan on returning home tonight only, because a meeting is scheduled tomorrow, but he won’t be celebrating his birthday tomorrow, since all our mates have thrown him a party this weekend. I bought him this camera just as a pre- birthday present.

After calling up Lizzy, Joe’s assistant (I literally just made that up, I don’t know the name of joe’s assistant) to make sure Joe was still free for today, I headed towards the train station to get to London. I sure was damn excited.

Third person’s POV:

After three hours of travelling, you were exhausted and finally on your way to The Jaspar Household. Your cab driver- Arnold, was a very sweet person, he was young like you, and had been a cabbie for around three months. You had learned that he was an orphan, which almost made you cry, because you were a very empathetic, and sensitive person sometimes. After about an hour of sitting in the cab listening to Arnold’s life story, and writing a blog post, you had become good friends and exchanged numbers. It was just ten more minutes to Joe’s and Caspar’s flat, and you could already feel the excitement. You hadn’t seen Joe since a month, which was a shame, since you had been here several times in the last month, but had loads of meeting to attend to.

“Y/N, we’ve reached,” said Arnold with a big grin. You took your rucksack and put your laptop back in it, and got off the cab. After paying the fare, you bid Arnold goodbye, and called Lizzy and told her you were here.

Now, since you had Joe’s apartment keys, because Joe had forgotten his spare keys at yours’ the last time he came to visit, Joe didn’t have to know you were here before you surprised him. You opened the lock quietly and tip toed to Joe’s bedroom.

Joe, it seemed was watching a YouTube video with his headphones on, and couldn’t hear you. After putting your rucksack down, as it was heavy, you screamed, “SUGGY!”

Joe immediately took off his headphones and looked at you, first he looked utterly shocked but then it changed into a bit less shocked grin. He came over to you and squeezed you in a giant hug.

“Y/N, you literally shocked me, it’s so nice to see you, I’ve missed you so much!” he squeezed me in another hug. “Were you editing Joe?” you asked, “I don’t wanna disturb you.’’  “You sound just like Tanya right now, you’ve made me so happy, besides, I was just watching a YouTube video.” “But Tanya’s so sweet.” “I meant in a good way, I don’t think I’ve seen Tanya be rude.”

“Where’s Caspar?” you asked to which Joe replied, “He was just buying come groceries, I reckon he’ll be back in ten minutes or so.” “Mr. Joseph Sugg, would you show me around your residence?” you asked in a posh manner. “Sure, m’lady, it would be an honour to do so,” Joe took your hand and kissed it gently, and you pretended to shyly look away. You guys were weird, but you guys totally understood and related with each other’s weirdness. You both laughed, and Joe showed you around the house. You loved their new house, it was spacious, and all around lovely. Almost immediately after you had seen the house, Caspar came back from grocery shopping.

Pineap- Caspar’s POV:

As soon as I came home from Tesco, Joe introduced me to Y/N, who was his best friend from back home, but after college she had moved to Brighton. She had luscious y/h/c hair and gorgeous y/e/c eyes. She and Joe were so similar it freaked me out. As she had known Joe since high school, I asked her and Joe to film a truth or dare with me, and my fans tweeted some pretty good truths and dares. She agreed, and now we’re filming a video together. At first, I thought she was his girlfriend whom he had been hiding, but all she was was a friend, shocked me a bit, to be honest. I totally ship them. I’m totally going to tease Joe.

Your POV:

Joe adjusted the camera and it started recording. “Hi guys my name is Caspar Lee and today I’m here with my roommate Joe and good friend Y/N, and today we’re playing- ““Truth or dare,” Joe inserted and you screamed, “Shit’s about to get reaaaal!” in a weird voice and all of you started laughing. “So I asked you guys to tweet me some truths and dares, and Joe’ chosen them, so if yours was not taken, blame Joe, and let’s go!”

“Joe, truth or dare, you asked?” “Well, dare me!’ he screamed in a Kermit impression and you all started laughing. “I dare you to kiss the person sitting next to you on the cheek,” said Caspar “Gimme a cheek kiss,” he pouted. “Well, there’s two people next to me, “Joe said, as he was sitting in the middle with you and Caspar on either side of him. “Looks like you have to kiss both of us,” Caspar said in a horrible British accent. Joe looked at you and kissed you on the cheek. You blushed, but pretended to fix your hair to hide it. You had had a crush on Joe for quite a while but hadn’t got around to ask him out because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship with him. Your friends like Tanya and Jim and Alfie and Zoe had all told you that he really liked you, but you didn’t believe the because you know, Joe had never said it himself. Joe then gave Caspar a cheek kiss.

“Y/N, truth or dare?” Caspar asked, “Truth.” “Bold choice, y/n.” Joe said, seriously. “Joe, why do you sound serious all of a sudden?” you asked. “Nothing, just good acting,” he gave you a cheeky smile.

“Y/N, what are your crush’s initials?” Caspar asked. “Well Casp, these guys know him, so I can’t give them his initials, but I can tell you one of his initials, does that make sense?” you blushed. “Is it me Y/N? Caspar asked jokingly. “No, Casp, you’re friend zoned, sorry mate,” you said with a pretend sad face. “Ok, Y/N, what is one of your crush’s initial?” Joe grinned. “S,” you answered, Joe’s surname. “Is it someone’s surname Y/N?” Caspar asked. “Yes.” “Okay Casp, truth or dare?” Joe asked. “Truth Joe, why?” “What’s your name?” Joe asked. “What?” “Just say,” “Okay, mate, calm down, Caspar Lee.” “So Y/n, truth or dare?” Joe asked again, “Well, dare.” “Okay, Y/N, someone dares you to call your crush and confess,” “But Caspar has the- ““Y/N, please,” Joe said cheekily. “Okay,” you said, and picked your phone, you dialed Joe’s number, and called him. “Joe Sugg, I really like you, would you want to go out with me?” Caspar, meanwhile was on his phone, pretending not noticing anything. “I really like you too, Y/N, yes I will go out with you,” Joe replied, dropped his phone and pecked you on the lips. You dropped your phone, cupped his face, and kissed him back. You paused for air, “Y/N, we should probably get a room, poor Caspar.” “Yes, and Y/N, my OTP is finally true, I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU GUYS,” Caspar said, and hugged you both, you both hugged Caspar back, and walked into Joe’s room.

To be continued…


Characters: Dean x Reader

Words: 1558

Summary: Charlie gets the help of Sam to get the reader and Dean together.

Sequel of sorts to Truth or Dare.

Oh my gosh, I am SO glad so many of you liked Truth or Dare! I’m sorry I didn’t add it to the note, but after I finished Truth or Dare, I went straight to writing this. Just like I said, here’s part 2! Enjoy!

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Flirtatious Friends

AN: Hi there! I’m so sorry I’ve been absent, but it seems I’ve been at a loss of ideas. If you guys could send me requests, I will most certainly write them! Hope you enjoy!

Request from cassettape: can you do a fanfic where you and dan are best friends but he is always a little flirtatious frik and then on your youtube channel you get 1 million subscribers and they all dare you to kiss dan because everyone ships you guys and make it fuffy and cute

“Okay, so Dan, can you please measure the flour,” I tell him. Today, for my YouTube channel, HaileyBakes, I have invited my best friend Dan over to do a collab with me. We’re making cupcakes and Dan, as usual, is not cooperating. 

“How much do we need again?” He asks, looking at me completely clueless with the bag of flour in one hand and a bowl in the other. I laugh.

“Dan, I’ve told you three times already! 125 grams!” I laugh and playfully smack his arm. He smirks and looks down at me with his chocolate-y brown eyes.

“Right, okay. How do I measure flour again?” He looks at me once again, completely bewildered.

“You’re hopeless,” I state as I grab the flour out of his hand, “Put the bowl on top of the scale and do not touch anything else,” I tell him. 

“Okay, easy enough,” he says. I lean over him to pour the flour into the bowl. His strong arm is touching my side and I’m incredibly close to him. Maybe even too close for best friends. His scent is manly, but with a touch of fruity that combines to make a scent that is completely Dan Howell. 

Just as the scale reaches 124 grams, Dan tilts the bag of flour slightly and it pours all over my shirt. I gasp and drop the bag of flour on the counter. I look up at Dan and he has a little grin plastered on his face.

“You little bitch!” I yell at him, but I find myself smiling as well. I reach for the bag of flour and dip my hands inside and turn to Dan. His eyes are wide with fear as he knows what’s coming next.

“Come here,” I say calmly, holding a nice pile of flour in my hands. 

“No, get away from me,” Dan says and slowly backs away.

“Come here, Dan. I’m not gonna hurt you,” I begin to approach him slowly, but then I quickly throw the flour into his face. Dan laughs a small laugh and wipes the flour from his face. He turns to me with a huge grin on his face. He quickly grabs the flour in the bowl and throws it at me. Before I know it, we’re having a food fight and there’s flour, sugar, and icing all over my kitchen. I turn around for a moment to get another handful of flour, and Dan suddenly grabs me in a strong hold that restricts me from moving.

“Dan, let go!” I say as I wiggle in his arms, trying to get out. 

“Apologize, or this egg is cracking on your head,” Dan says in my ear, his voice low. I gulp. I turn my head around as much as I can, to see Dan holding an egg above my head. 

“You first,” I insist, keeping a good hold on the flour. 

“Hailey,” he murmurs seductively. Or maybe he doesn’t mean to be seductive, but man him murmuring my name in my ear sure turns me on. His grip tightens around my waist. I squeal. 

“Ok, Dan. I’m sorry,” I say. 

“Good,” He releases me and puts the egg down. I quickly turn around and throw the flour in his face. He laughs.

“You’re so naughty,” he tells me flirtatiously. I suddenly can’t stop the heat that’s rising in my cheeks. I quickly change the subject.

“Let’s clean up this mess,” I say. 

We finish up the video by apologizing to the viewers for not actually baking cupcakes. I also apologize for Dan’s lack of maturity and he rolls his eyes. I edit the video very quickly and upload it that night. As soon as it’s live, tweets and comments flood in about “Dailey”, mine and Dan’s ship name. “You guys would make a cute couple, Dailey 4ever” “omg you guys PLEASE date! you’re my OTP” “AHHH THE FEELS I CAN’T DEAL DAILEY IS SOOO CUTE” I laugh at all of the silly comments, ignoring them. 

I wake up the next day and I’ve hit a million subscribers. I scream and record a quick video on my iPhone and upload it, saying thank you to all of my subscribers and announcing that I’ll be doing an hour-long live show to celebrate. 

Just before my live show is about to start, my doorbell rings. I wasn’t expecting anyone to stop by. I open up the door, and to my surprise, Dan is standing in the doorway holding a bottle of red wine. 

“Surprise! I’ve come over to celebrate you reaching a million subscribers!” Dan announces, entering my apartment without permission. He doesn’t need my permission, he knows he’s always welcome here.

“Oh my god, hi Dan. I’m about to have a live show in celebration, I didn’t know you were coming ‘round…” I say. “It’s a pleasant surprise.” Quite honestly I couldn’t imagine a better way to celebrate a million subscribers than having a drink with Dan. 

“Oh sorry, should I go?” he asks, about to take off.

“No no! Please stay,” I insist.

“Alright,” he smirks a little, “Congratulations! I’m so proud of you, you deserve every single subscriber you have,” he says sincerely. He then embraces me. Dan’s hugs are always warm and soft and my nose is filled with his lovely scent once again, and I never want to let go. Unfortunately, he releases me and I take the wine bottle from his hand. 

“Let’s get this open,” I say and find my corkscrew. Dan already has two wine glasses out. He knows exactly where everything is in my apartment. I pour the wine into our glasses and Dan lifts his.

“Cheers,” he says. I clink my glass against his and we both take sips. 

“I better start my live show,” I say. 

“Alright, I’ll just be out here watching some telly. I’ll order a pizza,” he says.

“Great idea,” I reply. I head into my room and open my laptop and start my live show. I tweet and post on Facebook saying that my live show is starting. Soon enough, I have a couple thousand viewers on my live show. I start with the usual, where the viewers ask me questions and I reply. In the middle of me responding to the question, “What color underwear are you wearing?” I hear Dan yell my name. 

“Hold on a second,” I say to the camera. “WHAT?” I yell to Dan. He storms into my room and announces that the pizza has arrived. Suddenly, the chat bar is filled with Dailey and questions for Dan and questions about out relationship. 

“Dan’s here, everyone,” I tell them. Dan waves hello to the camera. 

“Whilst he’s here, why don’t we do a bit of truth or dare?” I ask the camera, “Come sit,” I say to Dan and I pat the spot next to me on my bed. He flops down on his stomach right next to me and then playfully pokes me in the side. I giggle and swat his hand away and he smiles at me. The little flirtatious prick.

“Ok, seriously. Here’s the first one. Dan, what do you really think about Hailey?” I say. Dan suddenly sits up, and I look at him, expecting something sarcastic to come out of his mouth. He turns to me and I notice just how close together we’re sitting. His face is merely inches from mine, and I must say, he looks ravishing from this angle. His hair is perfectly tousled on his forehead and his beautiful eyes are gazing into mine with a comfortable intensity. He glances at the webcam for a moment then turns back to me.

“Truthfully, she’s the most beautiful and most intelligent girl I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting,” he says, his eyes trained on me. 

“Stop it,” I look away and laugh. 

“No, I mean it,” he says. I look up and I can’t help but notice how gorgeous he looks today.

“Thanks,” I say as I feel my cheeks heat up. 

“Ahem, uh, next question,” I cough nervously and return my attention to the computer screen. Instead of truths or dares, the chat bar is filled with things along the lines of “YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE” and “KISS HIM!” 

“Dan, I dare you to kiss Hailey,” Dan reads out from the chat bar. I feel myself blushing again as I look up to see his gaze still set on me. I tear my eyes away from his beautiful face because this is entirely inappropriate. He’s my best friend, although I can’t ignore the fact that he makes my heart race. 

“Guys…” I say to the webcam, embarrassed. I glance at the chat bar again. “DAN KISS HAILEY!” “KISS!” “OMG KISS!!!” It seems that every viewer wants us to kiss. Before I can scold my viewers again, Dan takes my small hand in his much larger one. I gulp, feeling my pulse rising simply from his touch. I can’t seem to take my eyes away from him. He smiles ever so slightly, and the butterflies in my stomach intensify as he places his other hand around my waist. He leans in slowly and my eyes close as his soft lips touch mine. I place my hand on the back of his neck and lean in to the kiss. I suddenly remember that I’m supposed to be doing a live show and I break the kiss quickly. 

“Sorry guys,” I apologize. I look over at Dan and he’s smiling at me. I smile back. That little flirtatious fucker.


Happy birthday 手越 祐也! (a.k.a. he’s-the-prince-of-selfies-don’t-argue-okay post)
but anyway… This post is something else! A gift to the person who gives me daily doses of exasperation. Do you know that I hate that I love you so much? :’< Happy 27th year of existence! ♥ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓


Squeal-inducing fanservice, calling us his girlfriends, doing his best in everything, and calling himself a perfect idol, plus the fact that he’s extremely good looking and a pro at singing, are the reasons why we just can’t get enough of Tegoshi. But life with him as our bias isn’t only about boldness when he blasts on the stage or pride when he accomplishes a project in ItteQ. It’s nerve-wrecking too, worrisome, and definitely hard at times. Common reasons?

He’s quite different from all the other Johnnys talents. He almost never experienced the Junior status. He admits that he has no Johnnys friends (except NEWS, of course!). In a world where it is somehow obligatory to love one and love the rest, being a Tego fan, you either 1) can’t love the rest 2) Love the rest but feel an occasional oddity because you realize the other idols talk about friends from the same company while Tego talks about soccer friends… soccer people… soccer buddies… And oh, right, some private friends, and many more. >_<

Actually, this was never a problem for most fans but I think it’s easy to see where I’m coming from. Personally, 90% of my fan friends have multiple fandoms, and although I have more than one fandom too, I sometimes feel out-of-Johnny’s-world because of my distant ichiban. Or is it just me? xD Tego, you should interact with your senpais and kouhais more!

He has changed and is constantly changing. I might’ve crossed out the changing hairstyles if not for the fans who still demands wishes to see his black hair again. Um, I’m not one of them, I love the blonde. Whyyy, itz hawt  Other than this, the thing we always see in Tegoshi Yuya facts and trivias around the net: plastic surgery, which he denied. (Not a big deal anymore; heck it’s 2014! Besides, he was destined to grow up with a perfect face~ *o*). What about the personality? Hates to lose since the dawn of day, check. But he was an innocent kid before, almost an angel, the future boy-next-door of Johnny’s… Nobody would dare to call him little shit. Would you?It amazes and amuses me reading the fans’ comments and rants when Tegoshi started to be/act like the person he is today. “What’s happening to Tego?”, “What about his wholesome image?”, “Why is he becoming gay?”, etc. He also became more straightforward, daring, fearless. Must be the effect of experience–specifically in the years he has spent in ItteQ. And don’t forget that NEWS has gone through a lot, too. But I don’t think experience changed him. Rather, experience brought his true self out. ‘Change’ is just the easiest word to use.And that’s the hard, mindblowing part. He 'changes’ drastically, you will never be calm when it comes to Tegoshi.

He’s the gender bender. Crossdressing princess, that’s our bias! Everyone embraces Yuuko. We don’t have troubles loving her; she’s a nice girl who just wants everyone to be happy. She is cute, confident, catches the attention of men and women alike, can run over models, can sing notes higher than a chipmunk, is pretty with or without a wig, is beautiful with or without make-up.

So, what is the problem? Actually, there’s a handful. 1) They don’t understand. They don’t understand that Yuuko is the same as that guy in the “NEWS” band. 2.) They don’t understand that Yuuko is the same as that guy who religiously talks about soccer–and can be seen anywhere playing the sport. Oh, the clothes that reveals his yummy muscular thighs! 3) They don’t understand that he crossdresses because he can, and 4) We don’t understand HOW THE HELL TEGOSHI IS PRETTIER THAN ALL OF US. Tegoshi’s parents, thank you. Tegoshi, darn you.

Scandals/issues. I’m gonna be biased here. Little do I know about the other idols’ issues, so theirs are probably worst than Tegoshi’s. But even so, his rumors are ridiculously disturbing. Stealing somebody’s girlfriend, devouring a group (think 48. And just to clarify, “devour” didn’t come from me. I read it somewhere, probably from a hater to use such a word!), planning to take J&A in his own sinful hands (that’s the conclusion drawn from the Tego-Julie affair :p), having a foreigner girlfriend (intl paanas, we have hope!), and other minor issues, that, even if these aren’t as explosive as the Akanishi Troop’s bombs *okay I do know a little about the Kings of Arama*, these are enough to make our scalps hurt from scratching our heads. We ask Tego: What.Have.You.Done.Again.

It is true that any issue involving a fandom makes impact to its fans. But the rumors that involve NEWS members, in my opinion, make a greater impact than supposed, because the group is still trying to give us the best–to please us, to not betray us. Then suddenly there’s news, not of releases, but of ridiculous stuff and useless rumors which is very frustrating on both sides. NEWS isn’t an activity-stable group, so we want to see that at least the members are doing fine by themselves. NEWS, in return, doesn’t want us to worry. The good thing about Tegoshi is he assures us from time to time. But issues also follow him from time to time and I can’t anymore. asdfghjklgk.

He is “shippable” to anyone… And to anything? Because Yuuko is a flirt and Yuya is a slut (forgive me for the use of the first name. I promise this will be the last I will shame my ichiban in a public post–or it depends on my Tego-caused jet coaster mood. HAHAHAHA!!)

Basically, he’s someone who looks good with everyone. Experiences from around the world shaped him this way. In NEWS, all the Tegoshi OTPs have a considerable number of supporters. He can be paired with someone like Becky, to someone like Imouto, to unexpected people like Johnny Kitagawa’s niece, to some divorced actress (there was a rumor 'bout this, in case you don’t know). You can ship him with his ikemen best friend soccer player Atsuto Uchida, to some of Johnny’s talents (Hi TegoKame!) or non-Johnny’s celebrities like Hyde. To take it further, look at the chemistry he has with the various people he has met in his ItteQ adventures. The insects he has fought with. The objects he has touched. (Don’t say I am exaggerating because isn’t it legit to ship a person with inanimate objects, for example: Koyama x eclairs, Shige x cameras, Massu x clothes? Speaking of which, don’t we ship Tego to soccer itself? ^o^)

These and more, there are soooooo many contenders for Tegoshi’s attention, love and affection. No, this isn’t a deadly competition; just an everyday struggle with the “feels” we feel when we see Tego petting pups, or being mobbed by drag queens, or showing his obsession of skulls to declaring his love for the fans. By the way, I ship myself with Tegoshi too. Tehee~ ^^

His competitiveness. He’s the most competitive person I know, more competitive than some full-time athletes. To others he appears harsh. To others, brash. To us, he’s the perfect manifestation of the lyrics we hear in JPop songs which usually speaks of courage and strength. He is strong like that. Hell yeah~~

And it makes us proud. But sometimes, exhausted. He’s got so much fire in him; when he dives into the heart of things he pours all of his passion, and as fans, we can’t be lax too! He might be the easygoing type in NEWS but he’s also the one who does not accept defeat so easily. His flamboyant hates-to-lose attitude makes everyone not just notice it, but feel it. Be swayed with it. So when Tego does this and that we know he isn’t running a friggin’ substandard show. Way to go, Tego.

He says unrealistic things. Admit it, “koneko-chan” is so aesthetic. We continue to buy it though. Be like fools. Ah, the diamond-glazed idoldom and the starry-eyed fandom. *sighs* “So what?” we claim.

Do you ever have those emo moments when you think why can’t you just have your ichiban all by yourself? When you think it’s actually possible not because anything is possible–gaaaah that’s so cliché–but because he says his words so sure, so confident, we can’t help but believe (Tegoshi: “BERIIV~”). Well, every famous person would show how much he/she loves his/her fans. But Tegoshi’s way of “loving” us is shown in the most exaggerated way possible. (We know he wants to be the best at it, and so he goes!) While it’s very gratifying, it could also be the most depressing. It’s either of these two: Too good to be true or too true to be good. Sometimes I just wanna punch him in the face. Don’t play with our feels, baby.

His fans are the craziest–emotion wise, fangirling wise. I’ve read that many times, even when NEWS still has 6 members. In fact, this is where I got the idea for this post. 8D I wanted to blog my answer for this matter, but I couldn’t organize my thoughts until this birthday tribute (really, “tribute?” LMAO) just popped out. Why not make an entry not about how Tegoshi makes me happy, but how he makes me miserable instead? And so, ta-da! This might be my favorite post so far. :3

Excluding myself. Why do I think Tegoshi fans are the craziest? I have a friend who liked Tego; a potential fangirl. When she learned he’s the Crossdressing Princess, the Ero Prince, and all those nicknames and labels he’s known for, she backed down. Turned off? I thought so. As her friend, I was saddened. Almost there!! I asked her why, and was astonished at her reply.

“I can’t understand him. He’s extraordinary.”

She’s right. Come to think of it. There are people whom you’d immediately read from the first time. The badassed people are actually badassed. The good guys, good. But our ichiban, surprisingly, is unreadable. Conned by the face. Wondered by the personality. Confused by the gender play. Shocked by the words and actions. What remains consistent is how we deal with it. We’ve all gone crazy and we continue to be. As far as I know we’re not violent though, thanks to the wonderful idol-fan relationship led by the leader of NEWS! But that’s another story. With Tego, whether we love cats or not, we are all his dazed kittens.

30 Day OTP Writing Challenge: Destiel


“Cas? Cas!

Dean bolts through the door, practically wrenching it off its hinges. The room is empty.

He whirls, gripping his blade desperately.

“Castiel!” He shouts.

“Over here!”

Sam’s voice, ringing from down the hall—and Dean bolts—everything whited out by fear and fury.

He doesn’t see the vamp until it’s got its teeth in his arm, and he growls, shoving it off. He pins the thing and makes quick work of it. It dies with a pitiful gurgle, and Dean scrambles towards the sound of shouts and fighting, echoing against the dark dingy walls.

He bursts into the room in time to see Sam decapitating his own vampire—and Cas, hunched over in the corner, one hand clamped on the wound on his throat.

Everything stops.


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Stydia Fanfiction - Master List

Hey guys! Just updating the list. There are three new fics, “Not falling short of love” (one-shot), “Amenity” (one-shot) and “Inseverable ties” (multi-chapter). The list will be updated as needed :)

For those of you who aren’t familiar with my work, you should know that most of my multi-chapters are slow burns and that I tend to make the stories longer than I intended at first. As my time to write is somewhat limited, I’m currently posting smaller chapters so that I can update more often. There will be some one-shots posted in between my multi-chapters because I’ve been working on some prompts as well.

Please consider leaving a review when you read my work. It means a lot to me and keeps me going. Besides, I’m always open to constructive criticism - it only makes me a better writer! You can, of course, send me suggestions or ideas for any of my fics, or prompts for new ones if you want to, and feel free to come to my ask box to talk to me or vent about whatever :)

Okay, enough rambling.


Mysterious ways - “Things have been quiet in Beacon Hills for a few weeks now. The pack decides to take some time off from all things supernatural in hopes to get a certain duo back together, only things don’t go exactly according to plan… Post Season 4”

Know better - "AU where Lydia is a single mom and has to move miles away to escape her abusive ex-husband. In a new city, her life changes completely when she meets Stiles, a single, funny, hardworking and very, very handsome, but also very tortured man. No supernatural elements involved.“

I see you - "She has never been kissed. He got expelled from his last school for sleeping with one of his teachers. What happens when they meet? Stydia AU”

Not a Valentine’s date - “Malia breaks up with Stiles a few weeks before Valentine’s Day and Stiles turns to Lydia for comfort. As they grow closer, he calls her out on her feelings.”

Anything – “After a heated game of “Seven minutes in heaven”, Stiles stoods Lydia up. Even if they hadn’t met until that game, Lydia starts questioning her life choices. Stydia AU, no supernatural elements.”

The ways of our love - “Lydia left to spend the summer in France and comes back home to find Stuart, someone who’s not Stiles but is exactly like him. Trying to aid the boy find out why he’s in Beacon Hills with the help of rest of the Pack, relationships and emotions will come to surface, especially for Stiles, who was the one to send Lydia away.”

Inseverable tiesMalia and Stiles are dating when the girl accidentally finds out that her boyfriend used to have a crush on Lydia. Angry, Malia confronts the redhead and ends up hurting her. Lydia, who was not aware that her own feelings for Stiles were so obvious, decides to distance herself from him not to cause more trouble but Stiles, of course, notices that something is wrong.”


A Christmas dare - “She had it all figured out. She was going to kiss him and he was going to kiss her back. She’d tell him it was a dare and they’d pretend everything was the same and their friendship would still be intact, as they always seem to do. She thought of all possible scenarios. What she definitely did not consider was that Stiles wouldn’t want to kiss her back.”

Friendship goes a long way - “Lydia and Stiles become friends with benefits. How long will it take them to act on their feelings towards each other?”

I’m your idiot - “Stiles and Lydia get stuck in an elevator. Arguing, one lets out a confession the other is not expecting to hear.”

Blundering quarrels - “Prompt: Stiles and Lydia are moving in together and they start to fight about little things and Lydia ends up making Stiles sleep in the couch. But when the night comes she can’t sleep alone in the bed and, in the middle of the night, she goes to the couch and sleeps with him there.”

Bluff - “When Lydia has to stay with the Stilinski’s for safety reasons Stiles and Lydia soon realize it’s not so easy being under the same roof, especially when their shower schedules conflict.”

Not falling short of loveLydia starts wearing flats and Stiles teases her about it.”

Amenity“Stiles and Lydia find comfort in each other after too many loved ones are lost over the years between friends and family, particularly after Lydia loses her mother and Stiles his father.

For now, it’s all. Again, feedback is much appreciated. And thank you so much for reading, you guys are everything <3

anonymous asked:

Bad boy/Jock Derek and Nerd stiles?

Stiles loves seeing everyone’s faces as they walk down the hall. It’s like the most entertaining thing to have happened to him. Their faces. Seriously. Everyone looks so incredibly shocked, jaws on the floor as Stiles leans into Derek. No one expected it. Not even Stiles did. It’s sure been a hell of a ride.

Derek Hale was the bad boy of the school, dangerous. Everyone knew that. No one dared talk to him or get in his personal space. Well, Stiles did because Stiles is an idiot with awful impulse control. Blame his ADHD. He does on a daily basis.

Anyway. He had a shit day, okay? Like it was bad. PE was god awful because Jackson wouldn’t stop aiming the ball at him because dodgeball was just a school sanctioned sport that allowed other kids to violently attack the others. Scott cancelled their weekend plans of playing CoD together and pigging out so he could go on another date with Allison. Then he saw Derek leaning up against a tree near the track, smoking, and Stiles decided that he really needed a cigarette at that time, so he determinedly walked up to Derek, asking to bum a smoke.

“Seriously?” Derek asked, raising an eyebrow. “How old are you? Are you even old enough to be in high school?”

“I’m a sophomore, jackass,” Stiles grumbled. He was only sixteen. Derek was a senior, eighteen years old and just wasting time until graduation. “Just one cigarette. Please.”

“Why do you think I’m going to be the one to give the underage son of the sheriff a cig?” Derek asked like Stiles was stupid, which rude.

“It’s not like he’ll know,” Stiles told him. “And it’s not like I would tell him where I got it.”

Derek didn’t look convinced. “And what’s in it for me if I do?”

Stiles didn’t know what the boy wanted, so he offered all that he could, the nerd that he is. “Uh, I’ll do your homework?”

Derek laughed and then let his wander up and down Stiles’ body before handing him a cigarette. “Careful. These things will kill you.” Then he walked off without another word.

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