pls tell i got these right

@jaminson-miller requested McCree and Lucio (separate) with a FtM transgender partner. I’m going to be doing these in HC form and there will be some NSFW, I will put it below the cut! I am not trans so if I got anything wrong please tell me and I will fix it right away!

I hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting! (This is done early because I’ve been working on it since you asked :P)


McCree

  • Is so in love
  • Is usually really good at flirting but gets flustered around people he really likes very easily
  • Had a hard time actually asking you out
  • Once he got up the courage he straight up almost just screamed it at you on accident
  • You were, understandably, confused as all hell
  • “Ahh, sorry ‘bout that, darlin’. What I meant to say was…will you go out with me?”
  • Hell yes
  • And his face lights up like an excited puppy
  • If he takes you to the movies he’s probably gonna pull the cheesy fake-stretch to wrap his arm around your shoulders
  • And be so proud of himself when he nails it
  • And you can’t even be mad about it because he’s just so cute
  • Will write you a love song that is pretty much just him repeating your name and saying things he likes about you while playing the guitar
  • But he’s a pretty good player and the entire concept is cute af so you love it anyway
  • Will compliment you on outfits you look great in
  • Which is everything, he thinks you look great 400% of the time
  • “That looks great on you, darlin’.”
  • “Jesse you say that everyday.”
  • “Well you look great everyday!”

Lucio

  • You’ll know he’s in love when he smiles so much his cheeks look like they hurt
  • Definitely gets the two of you stylish and matching outfits
  • “We both look great, I love you, let’s go have some fun.”
  • Likes to play with your hair a lot
  • Mainly just running his fingers through it when you’re cuddling
  • Sometimes asks you to wear his merch so he can post pics of it on his instagram
  • “Babe you got like a million likes today alone…you’re more famous than me…I’m so proud.”
  • You have this misprinted shirt of his that’s way too big for you that you sleep in and every time he sees you in it, sleeping peacefully he’s like “…#blessed”
  • Likes to go on dates with you to skating rinks/parks
  • Loves skating through the park with you, taking in the air
  • Will drag you around the park if you prefer, like your own personal taxi
  • Likes to paint/draw on your skin. Paint works better though
  • Like painting across your back.
  • “Lucio did you just paint a frog family on me?”
  • “…..No?”
  • Frogs are cute okay?!

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attention college freshmen/anyone feeding themselves for the first time

this is for you

it has come to my attention that some people are not feeding themselves properly bc they don’t know how to cook/aren’t sure how to cook on a budget. bc i am everyone’s mom (or at least everyone’s wise older sister) let me drop some very real Broke Rookie Cooking Knowledge. 2 of my favorite recipes are under the cut, both of which come out to $2 OR LESS PER SERVING.

-MAKE a MENU. pick out like 5 things you know how to make and buy JUST WHAT YOU NEED FOR THOSE THINGS. and also a few snacks, but otherwise, JUST THAT. don’t just buy some random-ass groceries you think you’ll need. (also, if you don’t know how to make 5 things, seriously just google simple dinner recipes. i used a “mississippi heirloom cookbook” my aunt gave me and got a ton of good ones.)

-tbh i don’t even buy snacks except for a giant box of cookies that lasts me like 2 weeks at a time and an assload of apples. snacking is bad for you, and if you don’t HAVE snacks, you can’t EAT snacks. fuck snacks.

-off-brand EVERYTHING. you think you can taste a difference? you CAN’T. get shit in cans. vegetables. pasta sauce. salsa. whatthefuckever. it all comes in cans, and it’s always cheaper. i have no idea why.

-whole grain bread and brown rice/pasta are not more expensive than the regular kind, and they keep you full longer. GET THEM.

-@ my americans, Dollar Tree has literally everything. every kitchen utensil. (it’s where i got my big-ass chef’s knife, and that bitch is still sharp.) dishes/cups. snacks. drinks. literal loaves of bread. all kinds of basics, from peanut butter to sriracha to progresso soup. some even have freezer sections. all for ONE DOLLAR. go to Dollar Tree first, then go to the grocery store for whatever you couldn’t find there. i s2g it saves me so much money. (they also have tupperware, cleaning supplies, toilet paper, EVERYTHING. for one dollar.)

-produce is way cheaper than you think. get some fresh vegetables. you really will start to feel like a bag of hot garbage if you don’t eat your veggies.

-COOK in ADVANCE. i work during the day and go to school in the evenings, then i come home and work out. lemme tell you, my ass does NOT wanna cook when im done with all that. cook shit in big quantities, stock up on tupperware (dollar treeeeee), and stick it in the fridge for later. when you’re exhausted and remember you have instant dinner already made, you will want to kiss yourself.

-find some sandwiches you love. make a lot of sandwiches. (pls for the love of God dont use kraft american singles tho. deli-sliced cheese is literally right next to it, and it is NOT more expensive.)`

-FUCK organic free-range shit. you got organic free-range money? GREAT. i sure as hell don’t, and neither do most people. don’t waste your money trying to live your foodstagram #goals while you’re young and poor.

-if you qualify for SNAP/EBT, GET THAT SHIT. there are some assholes out there that will tell you not to, to leave it for the ~real~ poor people. tell them, ‘motherfucker I AM REAL POOR.’ for real though, corporations take advantage of any assistance the government gives them and they still lobby for more. you’d be a fool not to do the same. 

now some cheap-ass recipes

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Okay but

AU where everything is the same except the shield is an artifact like Mjolnir. Maybe it’s a long-lost Asgardian thing, maybe it’s some other non-Earth object. Point is, the shield is enchanted so that it only obeys the will of the wielder if their primary goal is protection. It’s just about impenetrable, can absorb any shocks, and strong enough to cut through or destroy just about anything–which would make it a perfect weapon, if anyone could figure out how to fucking use the thing. It doesn’t obey any laws of physics or movement as we know it, and SSR spends years experimenting with it until they finally give up and stick it in a crate somewhere. 

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You Meme A Lot To Me

Clint has created a chatroom.

Clint has invited Y/N, Natasha.

Clint: every breath you take, every move you make, every bond you break

Natasha: clint, it’s 2 am.

Clint: every step you take

Clint: I’ll be watching you. happy valentine’s day. my gifts will be delivering later on pls do not trash them

Natasha: is that coulson’s song?

Y/N: this explains why my room is flooded with gifts from the others

Natasha: why must tony give us all cardboard cutouts of him every year?

Pietro has joined the chat.

Pietro: couldn’t u choose a better song old man? this is why u have no valentine. even ur wife said no.

Clint: did i invite u? no.

Pietro: today is a day of love so don’t be salty

Clint: Na.

Clint: hahaha get it

Pietro: no

Clint: ofc you wouldn’t

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they :) gonna :) need :) all :) the :) zodiac :) keys :) to :) use :) the :) neo-eclipse :) gate :) or?

Boyfriend/Girlfriend Tag

Originally posted by martziplier98

Request: Your writing is AMAZING❤ Could I request an Ethan x reader? Where the reader is a youtuber and they doing the girlfriend/boyfriend challenge?

Summary: Fem!Reader and boyfriend Ethan do the boyfriend/girlfriend tag for reader’s youtube channel! Lots of fluff ensues.

A/N: Hey there kiddos, I would like to apologize for taking so long with this request. I had class today, not to mention an essay due just a couple hours ago so I mostly tried staying away from my phone. That being said I loved this request so much because there were so many possibilities for fluffy stories ahhh. I mean as it stands, it’s 1am as I’m typing this right now and I have no regrets. I’m kinda proud of this one tbh. Sorry, no self deprecating humor in this author’s note. Anyway, thanks for the request so much, it was so fun to write this! Enjoy!

Wordcount: 1131 srry I got carried away whoops

Warnings: s o m u c h f l u f f. Physically repulsive to read so much cute thing. Continue at your own risk. Also i said ‘ass’ a couple times I think.

Please request some more! My inbox is empty! Pleaseeee!

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nightmares off (bellamy blake au)

Plot: Bellamy Blake’s been having nightmares nonstop since his mother died and his sister was taken away from him. You’re both a good friend of his and, as he liked to call you, “his favorite shrink”. There came a point in your practice when you realized that the only way to help Bellamy would be to find his sister. So you set out to do just that.

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Reader, Lincoln x Octavia

Warnings: language maybe but probably not, mentions of anxiety and sleeplessness and self doubt (no smut yet, but there will be some in the next part sorry!!)

A/N: WHAT UP WHAT UP???!!!! okay just to clear things up, Y/N is a psychiatrist, but she’s seeing Bellamy as a friend, not a patient. Octavia got taken away when she was 16 and Bellamy was 18, right after their mother died. Octavia removed herself from the Foster Care System and became harder to track down. (unless you know a Penelope Garcia, everything is hard to track down and you’re a friend psychiatrist) I know that things probably aren’t 100% accurate (at all) but pls be nice and tell me what you think!!! much love to y’all! (gifs don’t belong to me!!)


“They won’t go away, Doc,” Bellamy looks up at you, eyes bloodshot as he recounts the nightmare he’s had every night for the past five years.

“I know, Bellamy, I’m so sorry,” you whisper and lean forward, studying him as he tries to get this weight off his chest.

Originally posted by theartofwriting-imagines

“And the worst thing is that the damn nightmare isn’t the worst thing. The worst part of all this is waking up everyday knowing that the stupid nightmare isn’t just a nightmare, it actually happened. The worst part is knowing that Octavia is somewhere out there and god knows how she’s being treated. I know that teenagers are a lot less likely to get adopted. Where the hell is she? What is going on with her? Why can’t I find her? Why the hell did I not help her? Why–? Why?” He takes his head in his hands and it kills you to see him like this.

“Bellamy,” you whisper and walk over to him, wrapping your arms around him as he sobs silently. “I don’t know where Octavia is, okay? But I do know that wherever she is, she loves you. She will always love you.”

“A lot of good that is,” Bellamy brushes you off, looking away as he realizes you can’t help him anymore. “She’s gone because of me. My mom died because of me. I know I have to live with that. The fact that Octavia loves me doesn’t help anything. I love her, and I feel like shit. This has nothing to do with love, Y/N.”

“No, Bellamy, I know that. It’s just–”

“It’s just nothing. I have to go,” he wipes his tears and stands, face hardened as he puts his coat on. “I won’t be coming back here.”

“What?” You whisper, brows furrowed as Bellamy glances at you.

“You’re a good friend, but I can’t be around a shrink right now.” And with that, he walks out.

You really want to call out to Bellamy, tell him that you’ve been looking for his sister these past few months, but you know you can’t say anything yet. You can’t tell him that you’ve been looking only to come up with no leads. You wanted to give him something concrete. Bellamy couldn’t build himself up only to be torn down again. So you stay silent. You let Bellamy walk out.

A couple weeks go by and you hear nothing from him. You’d gotten closer to finding Octavia, and today you’d find out where she was, how she was. You’re sitting anxiously by the phone, pen in your mouth as you look over your patient files. You hear a knock and before you can respond, the person speaks.

“Y/N?” Bellamy whispers and you look up at him, pen dropping out of your mouth.

“B-Bellamy. H-hi,” you clear your throat and stand, walking out from behind your desk. “What’re you doing here?”

“I, well I–” he huffs and looks up at you. “I came here to apologize. My outburst was uncalled for.”

“Oh, well, it’s okay, Bellamy. It happens,” you shrug and give him a small smile.

“It’s not okay, it’s mean. All you’re trying to do is help and I burst out for no reason,” he sighs and shrugs.

“Bell, you’re fine. Seriously. But if you feel that bad, you can invite me over to your place for dinner tomorrow night?” You raise a brow at him, keeping the mood light as Bellamy’s eyes widen a little.

“O-oh, sure. Yeah, I can do that,” he smiles at you and your phone rings.

“Hey, I need to get that, Bellamy. I’ll call you later, okay?” You walk him out the door as the phone rings again.

“Okay, see you!” he laughs as you all but push him out the door, locking it as you run to your phone and pick it up.

“Hello!?”

“This is Raven Reyes. I’m the analyst for the Foster Care system.” The voice on the other end speaks as you catch your breath. “Is this Dr. Y/L/N?”

“Yes, it’s me. I contacted you in hopes of finding Octavia Blake?”

“Well we tracked her for you… and we found her!”

“Oh my god!” You squeal on this end as Raven chuckles lightly on the other end. “Thank you so much! Where is she?”

“You’re very welcome! She’s been very close to home this entire time, actually. She’s about three hours away. She left Foster Care after she turned 18. She now lives with her boyfriend Lincoln. She’s 21 years old, has a job as a self-defense instructor for women.”

“Wow,” you whisper, almost surprised at how grown up she sounds. “I’ve always pictured her as a little 16 year old girl.” You chuckle softly, elated. “Could I get her phone number by chance? I’m a good friend of her brother’s and he’s been going crazy trying to find her!”

“We’re normally not allowed to give information out, but seeing as she’s an adult and no longer part of the system, yes I can send you her information.” You can hear Raven type away as the smile on your face grows wider. “Okay there. The information is in your email. Can I help you with anything else?”

“No, thank you. You’ve helped more than you know, Raven,” you exchange goodbyes and hang up the phone, the smile on your face now hurting your cheeks but you don’t care. You found Octavia.

So you wait until the clock strikes sic before you call her, after the work day is over. The call rings once, twice, three times–

“Hello?” IT’S HER???!!!!

“Hello, i-is this Octavia?”

“Yes, this is Octavia. And who are you?”

“My name is Y/N. I’m a good friend of your brother’s, of Bellamy’s,” you whisper and you can hear her breathing stop for a second.

“Bellamy?”

“Yeah, Bellamy. He’s been looking for you for the past few years with no luck. He’s-he’s had a hard few years. I can’t even begin to imagine how hard it’s been for you,” you whisper, hoping that you hadn’t lost her. “Octavia?”

“I-I’m here,” she lets out, voice cracking. “All these years I thought Bellamy forgot about me, I thought he didn’t care.”

“Oh no! That’s not the case at all! He loves you. He’s been looking all over for you, darling,” you reassure her as she sniffles. “I know this is too soon, but would you like to come over to his place for dinner?”

“W-what?”

“It’ll be a surprise for him. I’ll reserve a hotel room for you. It’ll be paid for for an entire week. You can come stay in the city and whenever you’re comfortable, you can come see your brother.”

“Wait, he doesn’t know you found me?”

“No. I didn’t want him to know anything until I got a solid answer. I wanted to know more about you before I told him anything. I don’t think Bellamy could take any more loose ends,” you whisper, biting your lip as you thought about Bellamy.

“So he doesn’t know that you’re inviting me to his place?”

“No. I want you to come. I know he’d want you to come. But on the chance that you don’t come, I don’t want Bellamy to be heartbroken, O.” You don’t even realize you’ve used her childhood nickname until after the fact.

“O, huh?” She sniffles, chuckling on the other end. “Bellamy would always call me that.”

“Yeah, I know,” you chuckle, a smile on your face as you remember all of Bellamy’s animated stories. “He told–”

“Lincoln and I will come see Bellamy tomorrow,” Octavia blurts out, interrupting you.

“What?”

“Yeah, Lincoln and I will come see Bellamy tomorrow!”

“Oh my god! That’s-that’s perfect. Of course! I’ll text you his address and the information about your hotel room!!”

“Are you going to be there, too?”

“Y-yeah, I was going to be there, but I can skip–”

“No. I want to meet you,” Octavia lets out, grateful. “I want to meet the woman who’s bringing my brother and I together.”

“I can’t wait to meet you, darling,” you smile as Olivia says goodbye. You hang up, finally letting out a breath. “Now to convince Bellamy to make food for four.”

You end up just shooting him a text telling him you’re bringing a couple friends with you, with which he seems okay with. Okay time to relax and prepare.

Of course, you can’t sleep at all. You manage to rest your eyes for an hour and a half before your alarm wakes you. You turn off the incessant noise, grumbling about how much you hate clocks and how time is a manmade construct.

You go through the rest of day as you normally would, only with an overwhelming amount of anxiety under your chipper tone. Normally, the crippling anxiety waits until you get home. But today, you couldn’t help it: all you could think about was how the Blakes would react towards each other. So by the time your work day is over, you’re more exhausted and excited than you’ve ever been.

You’re just glad you brought a change of clothes to work. You slip on your dress and drive over to Bell’s. You get to Bellamy’s place and just stay outside for a few minutes, composing yourself before you get inside. The few minutes outside don’t do much help when you’re face to face with the man who’s brought you countless sleepless nights.

“Y/N, hey!” Bellamy smiles, wrapping his arms around you and it takes all your willpower not to melt into his hug.

“Hey, Bell,” you smile tiredly up at him as he pulls away.

“Someone keep you up last night?” He smirks playfully and you chuckle in response.

“You have no idea,” his face falters for a quick second at your little inside joke with yourself. Before you can comment, his face breaks out into a smile and he grabs your coat from you.

“When will your guests arrive?”

“They’re your guests, Bellamy,” you chuckle, nudging him as the bell rings. “I-I guess that’s them, Bell. I’ll get the door.”

“Perfect, I’ll crack open a bottle of wine!”

You shoot him a smile as you make your way to the door, heart practically pounding out of your chest as you try to picture Octavia and Lincoln. GOD why didn’t you ask Raven for a picture? You reach out and open the door and you have your breath knocked out of you as the woman on the other side of the door gives you a small smile.

“Y/N?”

“Octavia?” You smile widely as she goes in for a hug, holding you close as her boyfriend Lincoln smiles at the two of you. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

She pulls away and you hold her at arms length, studying her with a smile on your face.

“You’re such a beautiful woman! Wow,” you smile and she blushes. “Every time Bellamy spoke of you, I kept picturing you as a small little teenager and you’ve grown so much.”

You all laugh lightly as you greet Lincoln, hugging him lightly as well.

“So, Bellamy’s home?” Octavia looks at you hopefully and you nod, leading them both inside.

Bellamy’s back is to you all, so he doesn’t see who you’ve brought the guests in. He’s looking through the cabinets, looking for something.

“B-Bellamy?” Octavia whispers and you see Bellamy stiffen, you can almost feel his breathing shallow as he hears his sister’s voice after five years.

Bellamy doesn’t respond, probably thought his mind was playing tricks on him. So you urge Octavia to say his name one more time.

“Bellamy? I-it’s me, Octavia. It’s O,” she breathes out as Bellamy turns to face us, tears in his eyes.

“O?” His eyes twinkle, a happiness even in the tears. “It’s really you!”

Octavia nods excitedly, tears running down her cheeks as Bellamy runs over and picks up his little sister in his arms. Your hours spent awake, tossing and turning were all worth it. Seeing Bellamy and Octavia this happy was worth it all.

Bellamy and Octavia spent the rest of the evening catching up and crying and hugging and laughing and reminiscing. You and Lincoln spent part of the evening watch the siblings and the rest of it getting to know one another. He was a great man and he loved Octavia immensely.

“We’re gonna head out, Bell,” Octavia smiles at her brother and grabs a hold of Lincoln.

“But you guys live three hours away! Why don’t you–”

“Actually, Y/N got us a hotel in the area. It’s only 15 minutes away,” Octavia interrupts, turning her smiling face towards me.

“She what?” Bellamy furrows his brows, realizing that he didn’t ask Octavia how she found him.

“Y/N’s been looking for me for a while. She contacted me yesterday and asked me to come see you. She knew that we lived further away, so she booked us a hotel room,” Octavia watches Bellamy who’s now watching you. “She really hadn’t said anything, huh?

“No,” Bellamy shakes his head, eyes not leaving your face. “I had no idea.”

“Surprise?” You whisper, raising your brows at Bellamy as Octavia and Lincoln chuckle.

“I guess we’re going to have to leave you two with that,” Lincoln clears his throat, winking at me as Bellamy finally pulls out of his daze.

“I guess so,” Bellamy looks over at Lincoln and hugs him. “Thanks for keeping an eye out for O.”

“Thanks for loving her,” you smile at Lincoln who in turn smiles at Octavia. “Go home, lovebirds.”

And that’s what they do, leaving you and Bellamy standing in the hallway in an awkward silence.

“I can’t believe you,” Bellamy whispers and suddenly there it is: the crippling self-doubt and mind-numbing anxiety. “I can’t believe you found O.”

navcissus  asked:

pls tell me that my guess that Bitty shotgunned with Nursey is right and also ya know if you were to elaborate on Jack's and Dex's reaction I wouldn't complain .... ...........

(You are correct but to be fair I also was going to accept Ransom holster Chowder dex and shitty as an answer. Like every answer was correct)

Yeah my guess was that it happened at a kegster during year 2 and jack’s upstairs but bitty and the frogs are all chillin on the back porch. They’re passing a joint around (not a bowl, sorry Bits) and it got to the point where there was like one hit left, so nursey suggests shotgunning. (more under cut cuz i wrote too much)

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magnesiumeternity  asked:

pls tell me more abt the good relations au, i have great need for this

Good Relations AU

the good relations au is by far my favorite au ever and has spent months in the making, but unfortunately, we (@backlinerextraordinaire and I) have never written any of our ideas down. so sadly some of the best ideas have been lost to the void but this is what we’ve still got:

  • in good relations, aaron and andrew have an infinitely better relationship. andrew killed tilda in a much more subtle way (right now it’s “accidental” drug overdose) and aaron never found out the truth. instead he clings to andrew a lot more than he did in canon and andrew in turn protects aaron on his own without ever making the “no friends/girlfriends until graduation” deal
  • nicky still flies in to take care of the cousins, and they’re still pretty cold at first but aaron and andrew’s mutual trust in one another is a big reason as to why they agree to let nicky in. cue mom nicky taking care of the twinyards and the twinyards going along with all his crazy shenanigans out of amusement ((and also because it’s nice to be fawned over by someone who actually loves them))
  • so by the time kevin comes along the cousins are pretty tight
  • and kevin is much more intimidated by this family than he was when they were a fractured mess
  • he thinks there’s some kind of ‘familial code’ he needs to figure out to be able to join (there’s not) and gain andrew’s protection
    • so you have kevin discreetly trying to do as many favors to the cousins as he can
      • “here aaron let me carry your books for you”
      • “ice cream andrew? got it” 
      • nicky catches on and tries to ask for a kiss and kevin stares, horrified, before slowly acquiescing, and that’s when andrew and aaron who’ve been watching from the sidelines until now are like “kevin wtf”
      • “what are you doing kevin”
      • “…trying to join your ranks?”
      • “our what”
  • kevin is Saved
  • anyway CRUSHES
  • because no deal was ever made between andrew and aaron, katelyn blows over a lot smoother
  • aaron is absolutely smitten and andrew and nicky are amused
  • he’s pulling his hair out over what he should wear on their first date together bc looks are important when you can’t make up for them in height
    • nicky actually tries to help, sorting through the twinyards’ clothing and suggesting decent outfits
    • andrew sits on his ass with a tub of ice cream and a ladle-sized spoon tossing out terrible ideas
      • suspenders and cargo shorts with knee high socks
      • bellbottoms and crocs
      • j o r t s
    • aaron kicks him out of the room
  • whenever erik flies in there’s still a bit of tension between him and the twins, bc the twins have a hard time trusting anyone yet outside of nicky (and eventually kevin when he arrives later)
  • they have stare-downs across the dinner table on thanksgiving which the twins usually win, but only because nicky does his best to distract erik before it progresses into a fist fight
  • they finally work something out tho because the twins can see how much erik cares about nicky and that he’d never do anything to hurt him. the stare-offs die down. nicky is relieved.
    • ((next christmas they’re all chill enough to give each other gifts. erik gives the twins earplugs. andrew and aaron are Shook. nicky’s face is as red as the ornaments on their christmas tree))
  • and then neil comes along
  • oh boy
  • picture this: an andrew who doesn’t hide his crush behind switchblades and manic grins, but instead pours his frustrated, middle school heart out to his twin, cousin, and best friend (kevin. they’re buddies in this au)
  • they’re all convened in the dorm (this is right after andrew breaks into neil’s room and searches his duffel bag) and andrew is anxiously consulting aaron
    • “aaron. he’s Hot. but also Suspicious.”
    • “yeah i guess”
    • “how do i cope? should i kill him??”
    • “nO”
  • “why don’t you do something to show him you’re interested? do you know what he likes?” that’s nicky.
  • “i searched his duffel bag but all he has is a binder full of pictures of kevin and riko”
  • “you did wHAT???”
  • ((kevin is disturbed))
  • cue neil bursting into the room with a flurry of angry french and andrew stares at him in admiration bc his crush is cute and bilingual
  • moving on to the more mundane details of this au
  • andrew owns roller skates. he uses them. no one questions this
    • he’s high on meds (he’s sadly still on them in this au) at the time and doesn’t really care about the humiliating aspect
    • he skates to his classes
    • he skates on the court (kevin yells at him)
    • he skates around bee’s office at his wednesday sessions and messes with her little glass figurines while sipping from his hot cocoa mug
    • no one’s really sure why he likes them so much. aaron thinks it’s because they make him taller. nicky’s sure it’s because he likes getting places fast. kevin says it’s because he’s lazy.
      • ((spoiler: it’s all three))
  • also the monsters do homemade facial treatments after nights in columbia
  • it’s a tradition started by nicky and supported by everyone bc they love Soft and Silky™ skin
  • andrew does it because it uses up the cucumbers
    • the first time neil comes to columbia, he goes downstairs to see them sprawled out on lawn chairs set up in the kitchen, faces covered in clay masks and cucumbers over their eyes
      • aka, the real reason he escaped through the window and got the hell out of there as fast as he could
      • ((he joins them eventually when he and andrew get together))

anonymous asked:

Phichit Seung Gil and Yurio love at first sight headcanons :0?

I LOVED WRITING THIS ! Honestly, 10/10 for these prompts. Thank you, like so much. <3 Please enjoy~


[Viktor Nikiforov]

  • This man isn’t shy at all, so of course he’s going to approach you when he first catches a glimpse of you
  • You’re in your favorite cafe alone, holding back tears and staring into the contents of your cup; you can imagine how upset you look
  • It’s been just a bad day in general, and you thought that getting your favorite drink and sitting alone would be enough to clear your head, but it hasn’t been proven effective yet
  • but it’s about to get a whole lot better for you holy shit fan just wait a minute okay prince charming is comin
  • Viktor enters the cafe to get a coffee for a little extra push of caffeine, but he stops in his tracks when he sees the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen tucked in the corner of the cafe by themselves
  • He’s immediately drawn to you and his heart swells in his chest; he’s become devoted to you before he even knows your name, and he can’t stop himself from walking over to you
  • at this point you’ve got tears leaking from your eyes so when he approaches you you’re like ‘oh fuck me right in the ass fuck fuck fuck go away pls’
  • “Hello, love. I just saw you from over there and wanted to tell you that you’re very beautiful when you cry.”
  • “What the fuck.
  • Viktor blurts the first thing that comes to mind because his smooth talking function doesn’t seem to be working, and his comment takes you off guard
  • He quickly apologizes and asks to sit with you, and you reluctantly allow him to do so once he introduces himself
  • “I’m sorry if this is unusual or a bit odd. You just caught my eye, and my heart is racing a little bit. Wow. It’s almost like love at first sight, I guess!”
  • You blush and giggle a bit, feeling a bit better because of the stranger that you’re beginning to fall in love with already

[Yuri Plisetsky]

  • Yuri’s in a grumpy mood after skating practice one day, and he decides to go unwind with a shopping trip
  • but honestly the clothes aren’t whats going to turn his day around lmao
  • His day only gets worse when one of his favorite stores doesn’t have a jacket he adores in his size; he goes to the lengths of yelling at an employee of the store
  • “I don’t care how limited stock is! I came all the way here for this damn jacket and I plan on leaving here with it, today! Unbelievable!”
  • “oh my god please calm the fuck down you child why are you yelling at m e”
  • Soon the manager is involved, and she calmly explains to Yuri that the last jacket of that style and size in the store is being tried on by the person in the dressing room
  • Yuri about to start yelling again when the door to the dressing room swings open, and you step out in that leopard print jacket he wanted so much; you look stunning, beautiful, and magnificent
  • In an instant, Yuri’s heart isn’t racing with anger, but with infatuation instead; he can’t seem to stop staring at you in that damn jacket
  • Pleased that Yuri has shut up, the manager goes over to the dressing room to compliment you, while Yuri just stares while his heart pounds in his ribcage
  • “holy shit who is that idk but i want them and i want them in that jacket n o w holy fuck ily”
  • His trance is broken when you approach him at the counter, standing next to him to pay for the jacket
  • You offer Yuri a smile and a wave as you exit the store, while he is unable to form words around the fur the has seemed to grow inside of his mouth and dying it out
  • He follows you around all day, determined to get that jacket, and—hopefully—your attention as well

[Phichit Chulanont]

  • Phichit is the type of person who loves anybody and everybody he meets—unless, of course, they give him a reason to not like them
  • You’re definitely not an exception to the rule, but something about you is a bit more special than everyone else
  • It’s no secret that Phichit also has a special love for ice skating, which is what brings you together
  • sorry if this is stereotypical or basic but cmon it’s a cute troupe lmao
  • He’s volunteering to teach children how to ice skate on a day off, determined to spread his love for ice skating
  • Phichit’s goal is to let everyone know how fun ice skating is, so why not start from the bottom and show the children?
  • well he’s gonna gain a bit more than the satisfaction of spreading good vibes if you get my meanin wink wink
  • He enters the rink to see the kids all getting bundled up into their coats and getting their skates on, but someone else catches his eye as he scans the scene
  • Phichit is unable to stop the smile that spreads on his face at the sight of you helping a child lace up his skates, you kneeling in front of him with an encouraging smile on your face
  • His swallows a lump in his throat, suddenly very nervous to be in your presence, but he approaches you anyway; he wants to get a closer look at your beautiful face
  • omg imagine nervous phichit like he’d probably tell really dumb jokes and laugh way too hard and smile a bit too big and he will probs get antsy ugh what a cutie
  • As soon as he sees you up close, the butterflies in his stomach seem to come up and choke him; he finds himself lost in your eyes as you greet him and smile at him
  • “Hey, uh, I’m Phichit! I’m guessing we’re a team today? Let’s have some fun then, shall we?”

[Seung-Gil Lee]

  • Seung-Gil can be known to be a bit headstrong or emotionless, but he’s got some love in him
  • That love has only made itself known to him around this family and his dogs; this love takes him off guard when he’s least expecting it
  • and you’ll never guess why lmao it’s bc of you of course duh
  • Seung-Gil is out for an evening walk with his dog, trying to unwind and relax after a long day’s work
  • He wears a bored expression the entire time, staring at his surroundings and letting his mind wander to wherever it wants to go
  • His train of thought crashes and derails when he catches a glimpse of a dog running towards him with its leash dragging on the ground beside it
  • He glances up to see you running towards the dog in a dead sprint, calling for it and yelling for it to stop
  • Seung-Gil gets a good look at your beautiful face, hair, body, everything, and he can’t seem to stop his heart from racing or his eyes from staring at you intently
  • As you get closer, he realizes that you’re yelling at him and trying to get his attention to help you get your dog under control; it takes a moment to register, but he snaps out of the trance you put on him and runs after your dog, managing to grab the leash
  • As soon as you catch up, you thank him with a huge smile, and Seung-Gil knows he’s in love with you, but he decides to be bold and break the ice
  • “I’m Seung-Gil. Would you, uh, like to walk with me and date me?”
  • Of course, you agree, and Seung-Gil counts it as his first date with you
uncommon alliances: part two

summary: intimacy isn’t really draco’s strong spot, but that doesn’t stop him from trying. you decide you don’t want a pygmy puff anymore, so you go in search of a new owner for puff.

word count: ~3800

a/n: YALL I DID IT I GOT IT OUT OMG now to get out all the requests i have….. hmm…….. we’ll work on it. please enjoy this i worked hard and i will work hard fulfilling you guys’ ideas! and i need to repost catch me if u can bc i deleted it oops anyway enjoy and wish me luck on these terrible cramps i have hoenestly (ha get it) i feel like dying bye

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Just because I can’t win, I’ll quit? Isn’t it because I’ll give up that I can’t win?!

assassinregrets  asked:

tell the christopher reeve butt story again pls thank

okay, so, christopher reeve was an apprentice at the theater festival in my tiny home town when he was a teenager, and I guess he really liked it because according to wikipedia he moved there when he got tired of hollywood and lived there at various points in his life

as far as I know, there were very few intersections of his life and mine, but when I was about three, I was at the post office with my dad and we were waiting in line

and it’s the post office, right? it’s boring. I’m bored. I don’t have an attention span now, let alone at age three. so my attention wanders and I lose track of time, I probably get distracted by a shiny object. and I zone back in and realize I can’t see my dad

obviously, I panic. he’s probably dead. I’m small, I lack object permanence. I look around, desperate, and spot him, run over, and tug on the part of him that I can reach

which is, you know, his ass. I am a tiny child.

but, being a tiny child, I really couldn’t see much of him, so really I just groped the first dude I saw in jeans

and that dude was christopher reeve

I don’t think I recognized him as, you know, superman, so I was just like STRANGER DANGER STRANGER DANGER

and my dad’s in line behind us laughing his ass off because I totally just felt up christopher reeve

luckily this was during the brief period of my life (birth to age five, roughly) when I was actually cute and not awkward looking, so I choose to believe christopher reeve was charmed

true story

College!AU — Hwang Minhyun Fic

requested by anon!

genre: should be fluff..


Sometimes you wonder if you should’ve chosen another route. You’d question yourself if photography was your ‘thing’. Sometimes you just sit in class and receive lectures on the art of pictures, value and hue of colors, depict meanings of some sceneries that doesn’t seem to have any meaning at all??

“Alright class, take out a sheet of paper and let’s take some notes!” Ms. Yong, your professor, announced. “Today, we’re going to be learning about..” Zoning out of the class, your eyes wander around. You contemplate your past life choices and wonder ‘Why am I still in this class?’ Until your eyes stop on a certain person, sitting diagonally across of you to your right.

Hwang Minhyun. Flower boy, prince-like looks. In a idol lookalike group with his group of friends, some say Minhyun helped his friends reach to where they’re at today.

You had a tiny little crush on him, oh who am i kidding. IT’S GINORMOUS. Pretty sure half, if not all, of the campus knows of your crush on the OCD Minhyun. This is because your best friend, who you trusted this secret with, blurted yelled it out in hopes of helping you get a boyfriend faster.

Yeah, Minhyun knows of your crush. He didn’t necessarily acknowledge it. In fact, he was walking in front of you, all you saw was his back when your so-called best friend blurted out your secret. You two were somewhat friends?? You consider him as one, although the two of you had only spoken a few words to each other.

Back to why you mentioned him; this was the ONLY class you had with him, of course. So you opted to stay in the class just so you can stare at him for two (three? I’m not in college yet guys??) hours.


Weeks later, you were studying in your dorm room for the upcoming test for your photography class (what kind of??? ME IN ART CLASS, why do you need tests in ART CLASS? aren’t we supposed to just dRaW?;-;). But you were unable to focus due to the loud noises from your neighbor, your roommate singing horribly (she’s not, your just really cranky so everything’s horrible for you rn) in the bathroom, and your mind constantly wandering off to Minhyun. Shouting at your roommate to shut the heck up, banging your head against the table to stop thinking of the flower boy, you decided to head next door to tell them to lower down the noise.

You’ve never regretted anything so much before until now, not even taking the photography class as it isn’t as bad as what jusT happened. You were in your hello kitty pajamas with the jungle you call your hair (long hair problems ;-;), you knocked on the door. A minute passes by and no one opens the door for you, knocking again (YEOREOJWO YEOREOJWO YEOREOJWOO~) header and louder than before, you thought your fingers were going to fall off. And then fiNALLY, someone heeds your finger’s calls.

The one who opened the door wasn’t who you were expecting. You forgot he was your neighbor too, ‘stupid stupid Y/N, you look like an idIOT IN FRONT OF HIM NOW’ “Ehem, hey Minhyun…do you think you and your friends can tone it down a bit? I’m kind of studying…”

“Oh, yeah, sure!” Smiles his prince-like smile, “Sorry ‘bout my idiotic friends, they can get too overboard sometimes. I’ll kick them out right now.”

“Y-yeah, wait nono it’s fine! Just tell them to lower their voices down? You don’t have to kick them out!”

“It’s fine, Y/N. I want to, they’re making a mess in my room and I don’t like it.” ‘He knows my name…He kNOws MY nAmE! HE KNOWS MY NAME!??’

“Yeah, I do know your name, you’re in my photography class aren’t you?” ‘How’d he know what I was thinking wot-’

“You’re saying them aloud..” Oh. ‘WTF Y/N, KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.’

“Hey, it’s okay, it’s cute! Hahah.”

“Uh, yeah, I’ll just,” points back to your room.

“Yeah, see you soon!”

Turning around to walk back to your room, you trip over air right when you reach your door, squeaking as you fall. Embarrassed, you look around to see if anyone witnessed your clumsiness. Cough, Minhyun did and he was staring at you with a smile, trying to hold in his laughter. Quickly walking into your room and slamming your door shut, ‘Oh my god Y/N. YOU IDIOT. STOP EMBARRASSING YOURSELF FOR ONCE??!?!!’

Finally gathering your thoughts together, you look up and find your roommate staring at you weirdly.


That same day at 8PM

You never thought you’d be back here, in the same pajamas you wore in the morning, but a different color. Hesitantly knocking on the door, you wonder if you should just leave and find somewhere else to go to.

Too late. Minhyun opens the door, tilts his head and stares befuddles. ‘How can one look this cute????’ Okay good, you didn’t say that out loud this time.

“Uh, heeeeyyy Minhyun!”

“When I said, I’d see you soon, I meant in class tomorrow, not later on today Y/N, hahahah.”

“Yeah, uhm, I need a place to stay for the night?? My roommate kicked me out…”

“Hey, Y/N. My boyfriend is coming over, get out.” ‘What a nice friend you are man.’

“and I don’t really want to go somewhere far from my room. So I thought, why not my neighbor? But, it’s ok if I can’t stay, I can just go to the lounge or something, or maybe go to our other neighbors…but I don’t really know them, you know? Or-”

Cutting you off from your rant, he tells you, you can stay. And, hey, he has an extra futon too. He doesn’t have a roommate yet, maybe that’s why his friends always comes over…his room is big and neat, woah.


Sitting awkwardly on the extra futon in his room, you stare at him as he walks around cleaning everything, again and again and again and again. ‘Clean freak, but he’s cute’ You mumbled under your breath,

“Sorry, what?”

“A-ah, it’s nothing. Just talking to myself, you know. Like a normal person-”

He just smiles and continues on cleaning, ‘ok, you are officially the definition of an idiot. Normal people don’t talk to themselves Y/N??1?!?’

After about 30 minutes of you watching him clean nonexistent dust, he asks if you want to study for the test together. Of course you agreed, but you didn’t think he’d make a move to sit right, and i mean RIGHT, next to you. Like thigh touching close. Your heart pounds and you wonder if he can hear it from the close proximity he is from you.

You know he did, because his next words are, “Are you nervous? Why is your heart beating so fast? And why is your face so red?”

“I-i don’t know what your tal-talking about, ehem. Let’s just get to studying.” That didn’t happen. He stared at you for a good five minutes and begins to move closer, clOsER THAN HE ALREADY IS. ‘MY HEART CANNOT HANDLE??? MINHYUN WHAT YOU DOIN’

“Hey, your heart is beating that fast for a reason right? I wonder what it is..”

At this point, it’s like you don’t remember how to breathe?? Your mind is slowly going haywire and you can’t think clearly.

Whispering right into your ears, “Your nervous for that test aren’t you?” ‘sorry, what.’

Nervously laughing, “Yeah, y-eah! That’s exactly why. It should be easy right? I don’t know why i’m stressing over this..” ‘close escape??’ You were sweating profusely already and you didn’t know what was happening anymore. ‘Why’d he get all up-close to me, oh god.’

That night, sleeping isn’t in your schedule anymore. All you could think about was how close he was.


Every other night, you’d find yourself in the same situation, always knocking on his door and asking if you can sleep over since your roommate kicked you out. Again.

That turned into every night. You two got close, you learned of things you’ve never known about. Your feelings for him grew stronger and stronger and one night, you decided to confess.

“Hey Hyun, I have something to tell you.”

“Yeah, me too. Can I go first? It’s important.”

Agreeing to let him go first, so as to give you more time to prepare yourself.

“I..finally have…

A..” ‘girlfriend? pls no, plsplspls’

“ROOMMATE!!!” ’i- huh?’ Leaping with glee at the thought of finally not having to sleep alone, even though you’re there practically sleeping over every single night???

“What’s so important about that?”

“Oh, Right, that means you can’t sleep on the extra futon anymore ))):” Pause. You stare at him, contemplating whether to make your move now or not. But, like always, he’s forever going to be a step faster.

“BUT, you can sleep on my bed. With me.” Cue tomato faced you.

You become a blubbering mess, “U-uh, what? Uhm, I don’t think that’s right???”

“But you like me, so that’s okay right? I mean, don’t think I haven’t noticed you staring at me every time in photography class.”

‘Ah, so he did notice…’

“Hey, it should be fine! Don’t worry, I like you and you like me. This should be normal!”

Turns out, you never had the chance to tell him you like him. You didn’t have to. He already knew. Wow.


Every chance he gets, he’d tease you about staring at him in class, it’s like his mission in life is now “Make Fun Of Y/N Everyday.”

“Hey, now that we’re dating, you don’t have to subtly stare at me in class anymore, just openly do it!”

“I- shut up Minhyun. I hate you.”

“No you don’t. You staring at me in class tells me that you looooooovvvveeeeeeeee me.” (this is like…so ooc…)

“You’re an idiot.” Power walking away from him, you distinctly hear him shout ‘But I’m your idiot!’ in the back before footsteps can be heard coming closer. What an idiotic dork I love.


unedited!

sorry this took forever ))): writer’s block hit me hard??? and then there’s school and hw ;-;

minhyun was very ooc at the end??? sorry? uhm-

i hope you enjoy though!♡