random movie ships

Richie: from now on we’ll be using code names

you can adress me as Eagle One

Stan, code name- Been There, Done That

Eddie is -currently Doing That

Ben is - It Happend Once In A Dream

Bev, code name - If I Had To Pick a chick

Bill is -Eagle Two

Bill: oh thank god!

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I-see-this-at-netflix-all-the-time! Am I only one who think they will kiss and stuff??? Please tell me I’m not only one!

Wouldn’t it be awesome if they made an Aquamarine 2 and it’s a couple of years later and Claire and Raymond are like best friends and they eventually like fall in love just in time for a random visit of Aquamarine.

“Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience - or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope.” (Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility)


Call it Patience, Call it Hope - A Bellarke Regency AU

With both parents passed away and a younger sister to support, Bellamy Blake may not have drawn the easiest lot in life. But he had a plan: Rise through the ranks of the Royal Navy, find a good husband for his sister, make Lieutenant or maybe even Captain, and keep sailing and fighting until he died at sea. What he had not planned for was suddenly inheriting a title, complete with lands and fortune.


Instead of simply trying to stay alive long enough to get Octavia settled comfortably, now he had to figure out how to run an estate, bring his sister out into society while protecting her from rakes and fortune hunters, and remember his manners around one stubborn, haughty, irresistible Lady Clarke Griffin, Daughter of the Earl of Arkton – and very soon the bane of his existence.

New chapter up now - Read it on ao3

steverogershield-deactivated201  asked:

Hi love! May I request a guy avenger ship please/thank you! I'm super short with blue eyes, brown hair, freckles. I'm awfully quiet/tend to lose my voice when I'm nervous/embarassed. Described as kind, observant, sweet, shy, loving, hufflepuff! Love writing as well as horror movies, sweets, all genres of books/music, spray paint/art. Oddly like clutter since I collect figurines/I keep little meaningful things like rocks/keys. I want to be psychologist or teacher in the future :) Thank you! 💜

Hello! Sure thing, sorry this took me so long. I meant to write this last Sunday but I got distracted by watching Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 with my parents. Anyways, I ship you with Peter Parker. He doesn’t mind that you’re shy, mainly because he’s also fairly shy (more like awkward) with new people. Your short height means that he finally isn’t the shortest out of his friends. Anytime he goes on a mission to a new place, he always comes back with a bunch of small collectibles because he feels bad for leaving you alone. He’s perfectly fine with you being quiet and most of your time together is spent people-watching. He’s probably not a big fan of horror movies on his own but he’ll research all of the new horror movies to find the best ones for you to watch. He is a big sweetheart and would want you to be happy 100% of the time.


How you two met:

You were spending an afternoon at your favorite bookstore on a particularly quiet day when someone new walked through the door. It was fairly rare for new people to find this shop, seeing as most people didn’t bother with bookstores anymore. Glancing at the newcomer, he seemed fairly young. Even though his facial features weren’t particularly unique, something about him stood out. You walked closer to him, trying to get a better look. He misunderstood what your intentions were and he struck up a simple conversation with, “Hello.”

Awkwardly, you waved at him. It wasn’t uncommon for you to lose your voice in an uncomfortable situation but, much to your dismay, he kept talking. Despite your lack of response, he shrugged it off and smiled slightly, “So do you come here often?” You laughed slightly, his comment sounding like a bad pick up line. He seemed to realize this and scratched the back of his neck, laughing it off, “Sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I was just wondering if you knew your way around and could maybe help me out.”

You nodded, finally speaking up, “Sure. So uh…what kind of books are you looking for?” He frowned, “I don’t actually know.” You smiled, looking down at your feet, “Definitely not the first time I’ve heard that. There must be something you want to read.” He shook his head, “Not that I know of. What would you recommend?” Without answering, you started walking up and down aisles with the assumption that he’d follow you. After a moment of hesitation, he followed you. You abruptly stopped and looked at him; afterwards, you quickly darted off and snatched a book off a shelf that you thought he’d like.

You simply said, “Here, I think this would be something you’d like.” He took it from you, “Thanks. I’ll try it out. I’m Peter by the way.” You nodded, “Alright, Peter. Got it. I hope to see you around here again.”


Your first date:

Peter totally planned the cheesiest date for the two of you since he doesn’t really know how the whole “date” thing is supposed to work. That’s why he showed up to your door that night, wearing some stuffy outfit and looking entirely uncomfortable. You smiled, “That’s not happening. Come on.” Dragging him with you, you gave him a pair of clothes that was way too big on you but fit him well. He caught the clothes you tossed to him before he was pushed to your bathroom, “You should change. We should have fun tonight and I can tell you being uncomfortable isn’t helping.”

He obeyed, dressing in the clothes you had given him. After he emerged, you grinned, “Much better. Can we just go to the park?” He nodded, “Sounds great.” You turned around and walked out of your home, him following close behind.

The walk to the park was relaxing. You two would talk for a bit before eavesdropping listening to other people’s conversations as they walked past. His arm had eventually found it’s way around your shoulders. Realizing that he had probably planned a dinner date at some fancy restaurant, you stopped at a small cafe and got a couple drinks and some pastries. With everything paid for and in your hands, you returned to your slow walk to the park.

Finally, the pair of you had ended up at a small “park” hidden amidst the hustle and bustle of the city. Sitting on a bench, you glanced over at him. “I’m sorry if I ruined whatever you had planned,” you said. He grabbed your hand and chuckled, “It’s fine, I swear. This is much better than anything I would have come up with.”

You watched people who were briskly walking by before you got a book out of the bag that you had quickly grabbed. Opening it to the first page, you started reading. Peter, being the curious person he is, silently read over your shoulder as he continued holding your hand. 

The two of you stayed at that bench for hours. Taking a break from reading to finish your drinks before they got cold, eating some of the sweets you had gotten, and chat a bit about how each of your days had gone.


Who ships the two of you:

Tony Stark does. After you went through multiple grueling meals with him and Peter, he decided that you were okay. He’s absolutely an over-protective “dad” and, despite that, he thinks you being around will be good for Peter. When he came to this conclusion, he would go overboard with trying to make your guys’ relationship perfect. He’d probably try to send you on international trips every other week, only to be met with an eye-roll or Peter telling him: “We can’t travel every other day, Mr. Stark.”


Your song (alright this is something new I’m trying. Let me know if it’s weird. I just really like music): Falling For U by Peachy ft. Mxmtoon / Listen to it here

Originally posted by sexy-stan