Xiumin would start at the sound of you yelling out in pain. He’d turn around, his eyebrows raising in surprise at the crime scene before him. “Jagi, how could you,” he’d say softly, gazing down at the fallen ice cream before him in mourning.
Unimpressed to say the least, Chen would shake his head at fallen soldier before him. “I’m not buying you another one,” he’d say, though he’d let you sip his shake occasionally to appease you.
You’d let out an overdramatic scream as your ice cream tumbled to the ground. Without looking at you, Baekhyun would scream as well–though he didn’t know why he was. When he saw what had happened he’d let out another, more sad scream, ignoring the looks he got from people.
Chanyeol would find this horrific event hilarious, not even bothering to hide his laughter from you. When he saw how saddened you looked, he’d try to control his giggles and buy you another one, feeling (somewhat) bad for you.
Lay would assume the worst when he heard you yell. Once he saw that you had dropped your ice cream, he couldn’t help but chuckle at your overdramatic reaction. “No worries, jagi, I’ll getcha a new one,” he’d say, patting your head like a child.
D.O would definitely be judging you by the fact that you had dropped your ice cream within five minutes of having it. He’d get you a new one, but he’d show you how to hold it, being extra about demonstrating. “Here, hold it like thiiiis.”
Of course this was a perfect opportunity for Suho to make a dad joke. Of course. He’d wrap his arm around you and pull you close before whispering in your ear, “It’s okay–I’ll let you lick my ice cream cone tonight.” You’d hit him in the arm for such a ridiculous joke, but needless to say you’d end up taking him up on that offer.
Already giggling at something you had said, Kai would laugh even harder when he saw the former ice cream cone lying dead on the pavement. “J-Jagi…what did you do?” he’d ask between fits of laughter. Though he’d buy you another one, he’d never let you live it down.
Sehun wouldn’t even look over at you when you scream–it wasn’t until you tugged on his arm that he looked at the warzone before him. “Okay,” is how he would respond, fighting to keep a straight face. He’d occasionally you have a bite of his, but wouldn’t bother going back and buying another one.
Hey, can u do a tommy fic where y/n and Tommy are together. But y/n has to flirt with Cambell to get info and Tommy gets jealous when Cambell brags to him
Inspector - Tommy Shelby
The first time you heard Inspector Campbell’s name was not from Tommy. Arthur was talking to John about a new Inspector in town, a man who had hunted IRA members in Belfast and was now being dropped into Birmingham by Winston Churchill.
The second time you heard of him was when he came waltzing through the doors of the Garrison, not seeming to care that the facility was home to Blinders and their allies. You were behind the counter, getting yourself a glass of brandy because Harry was swamped with orders.
“That’s inspector Campbell,” Harry whispered, walking passed you.
sorry this is how I imagine the most overdramatic reaction jacket could have
I hc him has constantly emotionless face
(but is normal inside, he’s just not good at express things through talking)
(this is a little complex excuse my weird english)
ok finn and rey have a lot of Iconic scenes but, imo, the most iconic is the scene at maz’s castle bc like…..my guy finn absolutely 100% did not have to tell rey the truth about who he was but he did anyway?? furthermore, he really didn’t have to ask her to run away with him either, like he literally just met her but he was totally down to head off and start a life with her. im not crying, you are.
(and as a little sidenote, when kylo kidnapped rey - bc yes, children, that was a kidnapping - did finn have to go try to get her back? did he have to literally walk right back into the place he’s spent the entire movie up until this point running away from? HELL NO. but he did anyway bc #love)
AND EVEN FURTHERMORE when he stormed away from the table, did rey have to follow him? NOPE. sis could’ve just been like “ok that guy isn’t down with the cause no sweat off my back” but she did bc it was important that finn was a part of finishing what they started (together, might i add). and fURTHER, FURTHERMORE - in what is perhaps the Greatest thing rey could have ever done for finn in that moment - when finn does tell her about his stormtrooper past, sHE DOESN’T EVEN FREAK OUT ABOUT IT????? like there’s no overdramatic reaction about him lying to her or about who he really is was. like there’s just this look of…..understanding (is that a good word to use here?? idk) and i, for one, think that is Beautiful
point is, this is nonsense but finn and rey are very much in love and tfa is full of factual evidence to support that thank u.
Hey sorry Emma, I can't watch at the moment, why are you gagging over that Kardashchicken segment?
Harry took a very obvious sip from his drink when Aaron mentioned Kendall’s name (he named his chickens after the Kardashians) and I could’ve ignored that, but than Harry made a “woah” face, did that pfffft thing that horses do, and took another very obvious sip from his drink when Aaron said that they “lay every day,” and that overdramatic reaction of course prompted James to ask Harry whether they do lay every day. And I was like mmmmm no, you can have those implications back, thank you. I’m not interested today.
Summary: Sometime after 4x10. While Felicity is still in the hospital after being shot. She’s struggling and Oliver comforts her and helps her with something. Olicity fluffiness
Note: It’s been forever since I’ve written anything. My computer was weird and completely erased everything, and in that aftermath I was feeling terrible and completely blocked. I seriously considered completely leaving the fandom. But I had a little spark last night and this came from that. I hope you enjoy. Please let me know what you think.
Here goes nothing…
Oliver Queen wasn’t entirely sure what caused him to wake from his peaceful sleep. He opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. It didn’t take long to recognize the nondescript white walls and the faint smell of disinfectant.
I loved your captain cold alphabet thing! It was so cool! Could you do another captain cold imagine? Where reader is ray palmers bff and he gets a tad jealous? You are absolutely amazing!! 😘😘
A/N: Aw, thank you so much, I’m glad that you liked it and thank you for letting me know. Thank you that’s far too kind of you to say. I got a little carried away with this, but I hope that you enjoy it and that it kind of ended up how you were expecting.
Note: Anon requested a Killian x Reader with the prompts (“You have GOT to be kidding me….a bloody pirate?!“) (“I can’t believe I have to work with you!”) (“What part of ‘low profile’ did you not understand?”) and (“I did this to you. It’s all my fault”)
This is the second (and final) part and I apologise in advance for it doesn’t have the happiest ending. It has a bit of fluff but that’s it!
Killian Jones x Reader
Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine. All credit goes to their creators.
Never, ever….EVER trust a pirate to find somewhere to go during a
situation that was already pretty stressful. From the second you had walked
through the doors you hadn’t wanted to be here. Yes it was somewhere to sit
down and have a drink while you worked out what to do but the half-naked girls
that were walking about the place serving the customers? That was more than
enough to turn your stomach a little.
“Does your lot have some kind of in-built radar for barely dressed
females or something?”
You were resting your elbows on the table that was between yourself and
Killian having thrown your head in it so that you could avoid catching a
glimpse of them….this wasn’t the time for finding yourself flustered if you
wanted to get out of here.
The look in your eyes as you voiced your question was one that showed
your lack of patience right now and the growing levels of irritation that he
wasn’t helping to subdue any time soon.
“Unfortunately not. Although…..perhaps when I help you get us out of
here you could magic me up such a radar. Call it your way of saying thank you.”
“Really?” She looks to him in askance, the odd edges of nerves leaving her expecting more. “That’s it?” He shrugs, looking bemused, and she snorts. “…Did you seriously have no idea that entire time?”
Lance throws up his hands, waving them about in a dramatic fashion. “I mean I knew something was up with you, but I didn’t necessarily think it was a gender thing! A person can have like…multiple things going on at once. And I was right! There was something—I just didn’t expect it to be as big as your family being kidnapped by aliens and you faking your entire identity, y’know?”
Pidge rolls her eyes, ignoring the panging clangs that never quite go away of your family, your family, where is your family, Katie? “Yeah, alright. Fair enough.”
(Or, in which Pidge is trans, damn well knows she’s trans, Lance has no idea what he is, and they both learn to handle the complexities of gender identity, friendship, and each other, in that order.)
Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender
Relationships: platonic Pidge & Lance
Characters: Pidge, Lance
Written for the @voltrans-zine, with permission given to post the full piece now that preorders have closed.
76. “Kissing has always been the only way to shut you up.”
Alexander had been going on about the country’s current affair with England for who knows how long, and John was damn near tired of it.
He had been pacing their small room, back and forth, back and forth, for so long, John wouldn’t be surprised if the floor had indents in it.
“- and that’s not even the worst of it, my dear John! They think that they can just tax us as much as they please! They’re an ocean away. What on God’s earth makes them think they have such a right?” Alexander exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. He tended to overdramatize his reaction when he got wrapped up in one of his rants. John bit his lip to repress a smile.
Shifting on his bed, and propping himself up on his elbows, he replied, “I don’t know, my love, but I know you’ll work tirelessly to find an answer.” And he didn’t mean that sarcastically. Despite only knowing Alexander for a few months, John knew how hard he worked. This would be no different.
The smile that spread across the younger man’s face, warmed John’s heart.
“Thank you, Laurens, your confidence in me is very much appreciated.” The smile ok his face, faded almost as soon as it had appeared, when Alexander continued on his rant.
“Oh! And another thing, Laurens-“
He couldn’t take it anymore. In a blink of an eye, John stood, grabbed his best friend my his shoulders, and kissed him.
Both of their lips were chapped from the crisping autumn air, but the kiss was soft and repetitive as John pulled Alexander in close.
A matter of a mere dozen or so seconds passed before John broke them apart, soaking in the dazed and glossy look in Alexander’s eyes.
“Kissing has always been the only way to shut you up.” He hummed, pecking his lips once again.
Alexander blushed. “I do tend to go on for a bit don’t I?” He muttered, heart fluttery from the kiss.
John shrugged, and then nodded. “You do, yes- and that’s alright. But I really need some shut eye, my dear.” He finished his statement by reaching his hand forward and cupping the other’s cheek.
The relief that settled into his chest as Alex agreed was indescribable.
Still standing, a few short moments passed before John spoke again, feeling guilty about his request. “You know I love hearing you voice, Alexander, but sometimes-“
“You’d rather hear less of it?” He interrupted. That prompted a throaty chuckle from John.
“No, it’s just that, sometimes, you need to take a break and just breathe. Let your silence to the talking.”
The older soldier couldn’t help but smile as he watched Alexander roll his eyes. This wasn’t the first time he’d said that.
“Laurens, listen,” Alexander started, and John knew he was going to go on one of his long talks again. Not this time.
“You know that-“ the sound of the sharp inhale and slow exhale of a moan, that came from Alexander, made John’s heart soar and his blood pump. With his lips on his neck, and teeth every so gently grazing the skin, he smirked.
“You were saying?” He teased, voice low.
Alexander opened his mouth again to say something, but once again a whine came out as John nipped at his skin.
“Like I said my dear boy, kissing you has always been the only way to shut you up.” And for the rest of that afternoon, Alexander didn’t say a single thing.
I have a feeling team petal splash will next head over to the Cafe and have jonquil dramatically warn the other captains of toxink followed by equally overdramatic reactions, if so can we request a background one panel don't blink or youll miss it sorrel/kirsikka fluff moment?