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Tony was dying.

Okay no, that was dangerous phrasing, he was not dying – not anymore at least – and those kind of thoughts should be shoved into the scarce parts of his brain that didn’t work. But he was absolutely, pissing tired.

Pulling all-nighters of at least 72 hours of no sleep and bare minimum of food was starting to be a bad idea (somewhere in the back of his mind he heard a voice – ‘Starting to?’ – which sounded suspiciously like Pepper) and Tony was hit with the friendly reminder that he was very much human and on the wrong side of forty.

“A few steps to the left, boss. That’s a wall, not the kitchen. To the right. That’s a painting.”

Thanks, Fri. He would’ve said it aloud, but blurry edges on his sight combined with a notoriously LSD-like color burst, dizziness and muffled hearing kind of hindered his ability to speak at the moment. Coffee. God I need coffee, bowls of it – no, bathtubs of it.

With Friday’s aid, Tony stumbled into the common area and headed for the kitchen. He vaguely registered some murmur, indicating some of his team – yeah right, team – was present. Probably catching up with dear ol’ God of Thunder, who had finally decided to show up for the fiasco that was Civil War and its aftermath, and Banner. Who Tony still had yet to talk to, but felt as if he would only turn another team – ha, team – member against him.

You know, for trying to do things right and failing. Again.

“Mr. Stark! That’s the rice cooker. The coffee maker is to the left!”

Peter’s voice sounded a little less farther away than the others, but still muffled. Tony guessed he was on his favorite bar stool wearing the Spider-Man mask. Not unusual, his identity was a secret to everyone but him of all the Avengers. Wonder how Captain Freezerburn would react if he knew he had fought a 15 year old kid, Tony thought, even though he himself was still wary of Peter’s contribution to the superhero troop.

“Bless you, kid,” he mumbled in response, because despite everything, this spider kid was the one good thing in his life. He still didn’t know how the fuck that worked out, but.

He moved, barely catching Peter’s, “Oh careful, that’s—!” as he took in the splotchy eye-to-brain input of something square and metallic, picked it up and placed it out of the way – were he less zombie-like he’d have heard the heavy tinny sound it made – and made it to the coffee machine. He couldn’t help the noise of triumph when he managed to punch the right button and the mug filled halfway, dripping coffee everywhere in his haste to bring it to his mouth.

Sweet, sweet coffee. He could actually feel the world shift around him now that he had the power of caffeine.

“Ah, that’s the stuff, thanks kiddo. By the way, what the hell are you doing here? Don’t you have school? Are you skipping school again? I vividly recall us having this talk, Web-head,” he said, blinking the world back into clear sight. “Or do I have to call Aunt—what? Do I have something on my face?”

Peter’s eyes – well, the animated specs on his mask – were wide in a gobsmacked expression, mouth clearly open behind the mask. Was he impressed by the coffee? Kid was pretty excitable and Tony just downed the whole mug in one go.

But the others in the room were openly staring at him too, most of them with a similar expression of astonishment, and they’d seen him do that twice in a row, so that made no sense. He felt exposed for some reason, uneasy at the now acknowledged presence of Team Cap, Natasha and Thor in the room.

Uh…

“What?” 

What did I do now?

Barton’s plate of pancakes went tumbling to the floor, shattering into pieces right next to Barnes, but the ex-assassin didn’t even flinch, eyes glued to Tony like he had just discovered the secret behind the creation of their universe on his face.

“Tony…?” Rogers breathed, but Tony obviously wasn’t going to look, not at him, so he just turned to Peter with his best what-the-fuck face.

At clear loss for words, he pointed at his left hand. What? Tony hadn’t even realized he was holding something there. Frowning, he glanced down.

Oh.

Oh.

OH.

The Mjölnir. Tony had picked up Thor’s hammer. To move it aside. For coffee. Like it was nothing.

“WHAT?!”

Well.

tfc characters as parks & rec quotes
  • Kevin: But then I remembered alcohol existed.
  • Jean: Horizons are dumb. Never broaden your horizons.
  • Jeremy: I think you've got several options. They're all terrible... but you have them.
  • Dan: Guys love it when you can show them you're better than they are at something they love.
  • Matt: Oh, Neil. You beautiful, naive, sophisticated new born baby.
  • Aaron: Nicky, could you please shut up? I can't hear myself not talking to Andrew.
  • Neil: It's fine. It's just that life is pointless and nothing matters and I'm always tired.
  • Andrew: My instinct is to be mean to you.
  • Renee: I am big enough to admit that I am often inspired by myself.
  • Seth: I have never taken the high road. But I tell other people to 'cause then there's more room for me on the low road.
  • Nicky: I passed up a gay Halloween party to be here. Do you know how fun gay Halloween parties are?
  • Allison: Then I'm sure he's not cheating on you. But if he is, he's a monster. And if he's not, you guys are great together. But if he is, I will kill him.
  • Wymack: The thing about youth culture, is, I don't understand it.
Friends Don't Leave Camels Behind

Context: This was in the final session of a Call of Cthulhu campaign. The party had entered the Dreamlands, and had obtained some camels and carts to traverse the land. Due to previous encounters, there was only one camel left, who had lovingly been named John. The party had to get to a floating city on the top of the mountain.

DM: So, you see this mountain in front of you, several thousand feet high, filled with jagged rocks. You all will probably be able to make your way up, but you’ll have to ditch most of your gear.

Player: Hell no. I’m not leaving the camel behind. 

DM: The mountain is very high, there’s no way the camel could walk up! Ditch the camel!

Player: I’m going to try and carry the camel up the mountain. *rolls a critical*

DM: Wha- you know what, okay. You’ve gotten the camel up the mountain a few hundred feet. There’s still a ton of mountain left.

Player: I’m not abandoning John. *proceeds to roll two more crits, and then spends all of his luck to make two other rolls crits*

DM: …okay. You get the camel to the top of the mountain. The grand city opens before you. You see a figure in front of you. They begin to speak.

DM (as NPC): “Hello, and welcome to the City of the- wait, is that a camel? How the hell did you get a camel up here?”

Player: “I carried it.”

The party then managed to get the camel to the top of a giant tower, where it ended up getting a gift from Nyarlathotep. John the Camel ended up being a superhero in our next campaign. 

You can't have your cake & eat it too. (m)


;pairing—jeon jeongguk x reader 

;words—8k

;genre— angst, smut, friends w/ benefits

;a/n— one shot??? fic??? idk yet 



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first love

jeff atkins x reader

word count: 904

warnings: death


“Babe, hurry up. Jessica’s party is in 2 hours and I promised I would help her set up.” Jeff said entering you room which was now covered in clothes. “Wow it looks like your closet threw up in here.”

“It’s the first party of my junior year and your senior one.” You said scavenging your clothes. You sat on the floor and threw the shirt in your hand. “I just want to look cute.”

“Y/N,” Your boyfriend said as he knelt next to you. “You’ll look beautiful in whatever you choose to wear, okay? But if you want my opinion, wear the that dress I bought you last month. I always thought you looked hot in it.”

You smiled up at your boyfriend who was now standing and holding out his hand. Taking his hand, you stood up and kissed him. “Thank you, J”

You went your bed and picked out the black dress. “Now get out so I can put on my face and get ready.”

“I can’t stay for the show?” He asked with a smirk.

“Out!” You said laughing pushing Jeff out your room.


You got to Jessica’s place early to help with the set up but not really so when Jeff went to go help the guys with the kegs you chatted with your friends Jess and Clay.

Clay was the one that had set you and Jeff up after hearing about your crush on the senior from Hannah.

By 10, the party was in full swing. Most kids were inside the house sitting in couches some were talking, others not so much. You were amongst the ones sitting in the living room talking to Tony.

You were in full conversation with your friend when you saw Jeff make his way out the room. You apologized to Tony and cut the conversation short. “And where are you going mister?” You said getting ahold of your boyfriend.

“Hey, I’m on provisions so I’m just gonna grab a couple more beers from the store.” He said.

“Okay, I’m coming too,” You happily said taking his large hand in your petite one.

“Nah babe, you don’t have to. Have fun with your friends, it is a party after all.”

You gave him the look and he knew there was no point in arguing. “Fine. Only cause you’re cute.” He kissed the top of your head.


You two successfully got the beers and you were on your way back.

You put on the radio and John Legend was on. “Oh my gosh, our song!” You squealed. This was the song that played in the background when you two first had sex.

“Cause all of meeee, loves all of youuu.” You and Jeff sang, pointing at each other. You held his hand as the chorus continued, wishing you could stay in this moment forever. Little did you know both your lives would change, in a major way.

You two were so mesmerized by one another you didn’t notice another car come out of nowhere. “Jeff, watch out!” You screamed as the car came rushing towards you. And that was the last thing you saw before darkness eclipsed you.


“Y/N, wake up. Wake up, baby girl.” Jeff said standing over you. “I need you to wake up for me.”

And you did.

You slowly lifted you heavy eyelids as the strong smell of anti-bacterial cleaner filled you nose. Your mouth was dry and you were laying down, in a bed it seemed, and the room was bright. Light from the window reflecting off the white walls, made you want to close your eyes again. You felt like you had slept for years, but you was still tired.

You heard the beeping of a machine and slowly turned your head towards the source of the noise. The muscles in your neck were stiff and sore. You saw your mother sitting in a chair by the window.

“Mom,” You said weakly.

“Hey,” She whispered, sitting at the edge of your hospital bed.

“Why am I…?” You said as you tried to sit up.

“You were in a coma, sweetie.” She said and your eyes widen. “Just for two days.”

You noticed your moms facial features. her eyes were sporing major bags and they were puffy and red. Has she been crying?

“Mom, where’s Jeff?” You asked looking around.

“Y/N, Jeff..uh..He didn’t make it.” She said as tears started brimming her eyes. “I know how much you loved him.”

“No, no no there’s no way,” You stuttered. This can’t be true. Jeff Atkins cannot die.

“Honey, I am so sorry but he … he died on scene.”

You were numb. Why him? You wanted to scream. Why him? “ B-But I-I didn’t- I didn’t get to say goodbye,” You sobbed. You couldn’t believe that the love of your life was…gone.

“Sshh, Y/N. Everything will be okay.” Your mom said  trying her hardest to soothe you. She laid next to you and wrapped her arms around you fragile body.

“I loved him, Mom. I loved him so much and now-” You cried into your moms chest.

“I know sweetie, I know.” She stroked your hair. “He loved you very much.”

“It was should have been me.” You clung to your mom as the nights events played over and over in your head.

Losing someone you deeply care about hurt. He was your first love and you will always love him. Always.


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‘They say when a bird flies into your house through one window and out another it’s a portent of death.’

John’s trip in the aftermath of Paul’s moped accident in late December 1965. Fear not, this is not a death fic.

fic by Savageandwise (@darkspaceknight​)

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