ruined shoes

6

And Keith’s shoes were ruined.

Thanks everyone for the first 1000+ it means a lot to me that everyone is having as much fun with this A.U. as I am. Sorry for the lack of question answering! I wanted to finish this up first.

For those who haven’t read Voltron Cafe, this is the last scene in the first chapter. Check it out if you like?

Jin isn’t gonna start cooking until he talks about his special Pink Puma shoes:

He’s so proud of them, it’s adorable x 

blue sargent can’t operate technology: a concept 

 - gansey showing her a picture of something on Instagram and she does the mom thing™ where she tries to zoom in and gansey is like blue no

- “Ronan, Adam is calling you” “answer it” “how?” “Just slide the thing….no slide it..blue no..fucking christ just give it to me”

- not understanding the concept of snapchat at all. “so you just send pictures of your face to your friends?” “Yeah, like texting.” “then why don’t you just text each other?” “because its better. you get filters and it disappears after 10 seconds” “WHATS THE POINT???”

- eventually she does get an instagram but it’s not aesthetic at all. half of her pictures are of ronan falling (#clumsygay) and the other half is videos of herself singlehandedly trying to ruin gansey’s boat shoes.

- she can’t get the tv to switch from hdmi to regular cable even though adam has explained it 200 times

- she loves emojis and its endearing until she tries to communicate with no words just smiley faces and no one understands what is happening

- the only video game she is good at is mario kart so thats literally all they play (noah is very happy about this bc ronan always plays gta or some shit and gansey plays the fucking sims)

- I’ve been thinking about this one vine and just imagine,,, “Blue set a timer for 12 minutes” “kk” ….. “THE PIZZA IS BURNING!!!” “the timer didn’t go off” “i set it you can look” “Blue that’s the calculator”

- anyways im so here for this thank u for your time

Amortentia

Originally posted by sugutie

Words: 4,778.

Genre: Hogwarts!AU, fluff.

Summary: Ask any girl that thought Jeon Jungkook was handsome or any boy that thought Jungkook was a god and they would say he smelled like the purest form of any man with a harmonious smell of musk, cedar wood, and oak; like fresh rain that soaked in the middle of a mossy forest, spices, and black coffee – but they couldn’t have been more wrong.

A/N: I have no idea what made me want to write this but it was fun and I’m most definitely thinking of making an au for all the boys.

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°• ♢ ———— LEGALLY BLONDE SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ The rules of hair care are simple and finite. ’
’ Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. ’
’ Happy people just don’t shoot their husbands/wives, they just don’t. ’
’ Whoever said orange was the new pink was seriously disturbed. ’
’ There’s nothing I love better than a dumb blonde with Daddy’s plastic. ’
’ My cousin had that once. Apparently you get a really bad rash on your… ’
’ I don’t need back-ups. I’m going to Harvard. ’
’ Well then, you’ll need excellent recommendations from your professors. ’
’ Trust me, I can handle anything. ’
’ Why are you going to throw that all away? ’
’ Oh, sweetheart, you don’t need law school. ’
’ I’m going to get the love of my life back. ’
’ I just liked to watch him/her change the filter. ’
’ Did you see him/her? He’s/she’s probably still scratching his/her head. ’
’ I feel comfortable using legal jargon in everyday life. ’
’ I can’t believe you just called me a butthead.  ’
’ I don’t think anybody has called me a butthead since the 9th grade. ’
’ Why didn’t you call me? ’
’ Uh. I’m sorry. I just hallucinated. ’
’ Excuse me. ’
’ I’m sorry? ’
’ You got into Harvard Law? ’
’ What? Like it’s hard? ’
’ Pooh bear, just get in the car. ’
’ You’re gonna ruin your shoes. ’
’ Sorry for what? ’
’ Well this is so much better than that! ’
’ Excuse me, I have some shopping to do. ’
’ So, when did you wanna go out? ’
’ We spent a beautiful night together and I haven’t heard from you since. ’
’ Well, forget it. I’ve spent too much time crying over you. ’
’ Because I’m not a Vanderbilt, suddenly I’m white trash? ’
’ You’re breaking up with me because I’m too… blonde? ’
’ I’m a middle aged, high school drop out with stretch marks and a fat ass. ’
’ Well, no. That’s not entirely true… ’
’ Then what? My boobs are too big? ’
’ So what’s a girl/boy to do? ’
’ What? Practically deformed? ’
’ This is what I need to become. ’
’ Don’t stomp your little last season Prada shoes at me, honey. ’
’ I got up. Got a latte. Went to the gym. Got a perm and came home. ’
’ We all tried to talk her out of it. Curls weren’t a good look for her.  ’
’ Objection, why is this relevant? ’
’ I have a point, I promise. ’
’ I suspect you weren’t because your curls are still intact. ’
’ How would you feel if your father married someone who was your age? ’
’ If you’re going to let one stupid prick ruin your life… you’re not the girl I thought you were. ’
’ Oh, my God, the bend and snap works every time! ’
’ All those opposed to chafing, please say “Aye”. ’
’ How was your first class? ’
’ All people see when they look at me is blonde hair and big boobs. ’
’ So, if you don’t know an answer they’re just gonna kick you out. ’
’ Hey, well, don’t you look like a walking felony. ’
’ There’s like a judge and everything… and jury people. ’
’ Is that the only interaction you two have ever had? ’
’ No! Sometimes I say “okay” instead of “fine.” ’
’ Excuse me, I’m sorry… are you here to see me? ’
’ I promised her, and I can’t break the bonds of sisterhood. ’
’ This is a murder investigation! Not some scandal at the sorority house! ’
’ Geez! Could I be any more goddamn spastic? ’
’ Are you one of my lawyers? ’
’ You’ve just won your case. ’
’ Well thank God one of you has a brain. ’
’ If anyone found out about this, I would be ruined! ’
’ I would rather go to jail than to lose my reputation! ’
’ Don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me. ’
’ No more boring suits or pantyhose, I’m trying to be somebody I’m not. ’
’ I think it gives it a little something extra, don’t you think? ’
’ I know, I thought that was very… classy of you. ’
’ This is gonna be just like senior year, except for funner! ’
’ I’m never going to be good enough for you, am I? ’
BTS Reaction - Fingering you under the table

He wanted to punish you, his name music in his ears in front of everyone.

Namjoon

“Stop wiggling so much”, Namjoon whispered low in your ear, his hand sneaking up and down your thigh before a finger pressed against the fabric of your thong. “Moan my name, baby.” And so you did, the other six pairs of eyes shooting towards you, judging, but quietly eating their food while Namjoon’s fingers deliciously filled you.

Jin

Jin had caught you using his bed for your naughty actions wherefore his hand traced over your clothed pussy. “J-Jin”, your voice was quiet, but as his fingers pressed on your clit you inhaled deeply, his name falling from your lips a bit louder why the other members eyed you suspiciously, Jin chuckling next to you, his movements never stopping.

Hoseok

“I like how my name spills from your lips”, Hoseok’s voice was a whiff, his lips on your neck for nobody to see, but as his fingers roamed around your core, you mewled his name. “Louder”, he nibbled on your earlobe, challenging you for ruining his favourite shoes. First Yoongi then Jimin realised why you called Hoseok’s name, their faces showing their surprise without telling you two to stop.

Yoongi

His head was supported by his free hand casually on the table, the other one pumping into your wet folds. Yoongi could hear the faint sound of his name falling from your parted lips at the dinner table, his friends’ eyes focused on the TV as you moaned loudly. As a question reached you, your answer contained his name, moaned loudly as to why every pair of eyes got wide, Yoongi just grinning to himself.

Jimin

At first he was hesitant, but then he remembered how you embarrassed him in front of Jungkook and Taehyung two days ago, his hand slowly reaching from your bare thigh to your clothes core. A sneaky grin was shot towards you as he filled you with his fingers, his name sounding through the room as to why all eyes darted your way, your cheeks red as you coughed the embarrassment away.

Taehyung

He knew that it was too obvious, but you wouldn’t let him take control the night before, a punishment in front of everyone the best choice of embarrassing you, and turning him on. You desperately tried to hold your moans in, face flushed as his name formed on your lips. “For real, guys?”, it was Jimin who noticed, nudging his friend without looking your way.

Jungkook

Jungkook seemed to be the shy type, but as your legs were spread under the table, your bare heat open for him, he couldn’t resist. His long fingers pleasured you while you tried to end the story you had started, his name slipping out as a moan within. “You have to be quiet”, Jungkook mumbled, hiding his smirk behind his free hand.

“Buried” (Masterlist)(Stony)

Non powered AU: Steve is a former soldier, Tony is just rich and smart, not MCU level rich/brilliant. I honestly just wanted to write something Indiana Jonesy so here it is lol there will be close to fifteen chapters if not more to this story. 

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The summer of his sophomore year of college, Tony Stark is dropped at a Stark Industries archaeological dig site in South America so he can “learn a little about the world” and “gain some perspective”.

The first day there, Tony ruins his $200 shoes, his favorite pants and breaks his sunglasses, and is ready to call his dad and demand to go home. But then former soldier- turned- archaeologist Steve Rogers steps up and teases him about being a “spoiled brat” while smiling in a way that makes Tony melt right into the ground, and he (naturally) decides to stay for the summer.

The first awkward meeting turns into a summer full of flirty looks, stolen kisses, and teasing touches and Tony falls in love. By the end of the summer he is ready to give Steve everything, but then Steve decides to pack up and leave for a bigger dig site in China, leaving a short message about “something better coming up” and “can’t miss out on this” and  he “knows Tony will understand”.

Fast forward ten years and Tony has taken over the company after his parents death, only dates brunettes and redheads, and hasn’t thought about archeological sites or archeologists for years. And then he stumbles across the file for the old dig site, which is still being funded by Stark Industries. He hops on a plane, determined to visit the camp and shut it down once and for all, but is shocked  to discover that what had been a boring dig uncovering a village has grown into the discovery of a temple with precious artifacts being found every day.

A security team was hired to protect the staff from bandits trying to steal the gold, and when Tony demands to meet the commander, he comes face to face with Steve Rogers all over again– except Steve is bearded and bigger and way more dangerous than he used to be, and Tony hates how much he likes it.

When the camp comes under attack, Steve jumps into action, snatching Tony and running away into the jungle to try to escape and they end up just trying to stay alive as they work their way towards a safe airfield.

Long days and longer nights together bring back all those old feelings, and Steve finds himself trying to coax Tony into getting closer even as Tony tries his hardest to keep away.

As they get farther from the bandits, they get closer to something real between them, and Steve takes a risk, asks the man he never stopped loving to stay, to give them another chance.

Will Tony say yes? Or after all these years is his heart buried too far for the soldier-turned- archaeologist-turned-mercenary to find it?

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

anonymous asked:

why was #best day of my life, the best day of your life?

UMM you mean glastonbury fest??? june 26th 2015??? why was it the best day of my life??? well because it….just… WAS?????!!!!!! 

louis and niall in full music festival mode, walking around in style, having a good ol’ time????

louis in that iconic green jacket with his hair styled the way i love it most????

the both of them going into full fanboy mode when they showed up sidestage to watch the one and only james bay??? the love of my life watching THE love of my life??? more green army jacket heaven???? i bought one just like it because of this

i call this Louis’ “James Bay face”. i have one too. they’re similar so i understand.

Niall taking pics cuz he’s a big fan yES GOD SAME. JAMES YOU’RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE.

they looked like supermodels

let’s not forget the fact that Louis’ beautiful quiff later deflated to very soft fringe

and he ruined his fucking shoes with the mud 

but he looked SOOOOOOOOO GOOD I DIDN’T CARE

does that answer you question??????? best day of my life

Theo Reaken Imagine- I’m Not A Bad Guy

Anon-Theo comes back to town and the whole pack is very protective of you and telling you to stay away from him, but Theo has a certain interest in you and is always trying to talk to you and invite you over without the pack knowing

Authors note- Thankyou for the request, this was very interesting to write and I hope you enjoy x

“Y/n, what did I tell you?” Lydia groaned. “Don’t trust Theo” you said with an eye roll, out of routine. “So ignore him” she added. “I cant, we go to the same school!” you claimed, throwing your arms around. “You could at least block his number” she raised her eyebrows. “Well erm, I thought maybe it would be best to keep it for… security purposes” you excused. “No, you want to keep it because you fancy him” she said, as you merged with Malia and Kira in the hallway. “You best not be talking about who I think you are” Malia said, correctly judging the situation. “Nope, we’re talking about someone different” you protested. “And who may that be?” Malia asked. “You know I’m lying, there’s no point” you whined. “Theo asked to meet her tonight” Lydia told. “You’re seriously not considering it Y/n” Kira joined in. “Why do you guys hate him so much?” you questioned, already knowing the answer. “He’s a sociopath” “Manipulative” “Evil asshole”  they all began saying at the same time. “People change” you argued, as you entered the school library. “Yes, but not in the matter of a week” Lydia said wisely as you all took your usual seats. “Its best we end this conversation before Sco- Oh hey Scott” Kira smiled, after noticing him and Stiles walking over. “I heard you four bickering. You’re not meeting him” Scott continued. You huffed and sunk back into your chair, “It’s not like I wanted to go anyway” you crossed your arms. Stiles let out a fake choke, not needing supernatural abilities to tell that was a lie. “I hate him, I actually hate him” Liam said storming over with Mason trailing behind him. “Who?” everyone asked at the same time, besides you because you were being grumpy. “Theo! He was flirting with Hayden and I swear he came this close to kissing her” Liam demonstrated by putting his face close to Mason’s, earning a very disapproving look from him. But with that your heart sank, you realised that you weren’t special just another piece in his twisted board game and like everyone else you were being played. You knew the werewolves could tell, but you simply put on a brave face and acted like you weren’t bothered. Again.

“What’s up with you?” Theo asked, while maintaining his charm and careless persona. “Wouldn’t you like to know” you said, brushing past him and into your history class. He was expecting the usual flirtatious remark from you, which you could get away with every so often when the rest of the pack weren’t near your lesson. You sat at your desk and slammed your books on the table, you weren’t sure as to why you felt so hurt by the sociopath that was trying to break up your pack. He sat on the desk behind you, knowing if he attempted to sit next to you, he probably would have got a punch in the face. “Someone must be on their peri-” he began. “Don’t even say it” you said firmly through gritted teeth. “Woah feisty, does this mean the deals off?” he asked. “There was never a deal” you said with a raised eyebrow. “I promised to not tell the pack you admitted to liking me, if you went on a date with me” he interrupted. “That’s pretty counter productive if you ask me and FYI I don’t like you Theo” you scoffed, earning you a raised eyebrow, because he heard your heart race. “Why do you want to go on date with me anyway? So you can pry information out of me? So you can get one over on them? So you can get back at Scott by trying to steal one of his pack members?” you began to list. “No actually, because I want to talk to you” he claimed. “We’re talking right now” you rolled your eyes. As if on queue your phone started to buzz from on your desk. Stiles: Meet us at the jeep ASAP, I think we’ve found something. Theo clearly saw because he carried on quickly before you stood up. “Meet me and the coffee house, the one a few blocks from the animal clinic at 8″ he followed you with his eyes. You simply gave a shrug in response and smirked as you made your way back out of the door, before your teacher noticed. You didn’t know that Theo then continued to cover for you by coming up with an elaborate story as to why you weren’t in the lesson, and taking the detention for skipping class, so you didn’t have to.

”Stiles, you’ve got three seconds to move away from me before I punch you in the face!” you were trying to keep your calm. As per usual, Stiles came to the wrong conclusion and you all ended up having to ditch school to go to some remote area, in search for clues. “I’m sorry okay guys, I really thought this would have worked” he sighed casually, as if you hadn’t drove for an hour in the car, ruined your white shoes on that stupid muddy field and came close to hypothermia all for nothing. “What’s the time?” Kira asked with a groan, knowing her mom was going to be mad at her for ditching school. “It’s half seven” Lydia answered as she pouted at the time on her phone. Shit, you internally shouted while trying to remain calm on the surface. “Hey Lyd, would you mind dropping me to Deaton’s clinic now please?” you said with puppy dog eyes. “Cute, but why the sudden rush?” she questioned. “I need to see him before it closes” you retort. “Y/n you know he lets us go in at any time, considering he’s the druid for our pack” she said, with a raised eyebrow. “Yes, but then I need to go home in time to catch my mom before she leaves for work-” you improvised. “Why?” Malia interrogated. When you paused to think, a few of them clocked on. “You’re not seriously thinking about meeting him?” Stiles groaned. “I’m not meeting him!” you protested with a foot stomp. “Promise” Kira said childishly. You nod your head, not wanting to openly lie to them or break a promise. Lydia gave you a disappointed look but pulled out her car keys and you headed off.

“So, we’re here” Lydia gave a weak smile. You looked out the window to see you were parked outside of the coffee house. “You knew?” you said with a loud sigh. “Of course I knew, I know everything about you” she replied. “Don’t worry, I wont tell the others. Just be careful okay” she added reluctantly. She was your best friend until the end, but she knew that the only way you could learn was by making the mistakes yourself. You opened the car door and entered the coffee shop nervously. You looked around, you should of known. He stood you up, to embarrass you. You turned around but Lydia had already drove off, she was clearly going to stall and mislead the others from trying to catch you out. You felt awkward to say the least, until you saw him. He was sitting at the back of the room with two coffees and a two slices of cake. You watched for a minute as he adjusted the coffee cup so the logo was facing straight and how he kept feeling the side to make sure it was still hot enough for you. You watched as he fluffed his hair up because he remembered overhearing you tell Lydia that he looked cute with it like that, and how he gave you the cake with the most icing on it because he overhears you talk about vanilla icing at lunch. You noticed all the napkins, sugar sachets and stirring spoons on the table from him impulsively getting more while waiting for you. For a moment, anything supernatural faded and Theo seemed to be nothing more than a charming boy who wanted to go on a date, purely because he liked you. It didn’t take him long to smell your perfume and hear your heartbeat from across the room and your daydream was interrupted by a smirk and him standing up. You slowly strolled over to him and he tucked your chair in behind you, before sitting back down. Your surprised expression caused him to furrow his brows, “What?” he asked. “Nothing” you shook your head and took a sip of coffee to hide your smile. You’d never have pictured him to be a romantic. “Sorry I’m late, pack business” you excused, waiting for him to bombard you with questions to get some sort of information out of you. But he simply said it was fine and refused to take any money from you to pay for the drinks and cake. You had been there for about an hour and you seemed to be really hitting it off with one another, surprisingly there wasn’t a dull moment. “Why did you ask me out on a date, like the real reason?” you suddenly asked, breaking the happy mood. “Honestly?” he asked. You nod your head and waited for his response. “I like you Y/n, a lot. I’m not lying, listen to my heartbeat” he gently reached for your hand and looked at you softly to show you that you could trust him, before placing it on his chest. He looked you in the eye and said it again, and like he said, his heart didn’t show any signs of lying, like Scott had taught you. You gave him a small genuine smile which he returned. “I like you too” you weren’t sure if you had made the biggest mistake of your life but in that moment, you didn’t care. You found yourself staring a his lips and before you knew it, his were pressed against yours. “WHAT THE FUCK?!”

“Scott-” you shouted as you pulled away from Theo. Stiles and Malia shortly burst through the door, followed by a panicked Lydia who had been trying to stop them from finding you for the past few hours. You glanced back at Theo and watched as the natural smile that was on his face faded and a false smirk appeared. “Get your coat, we’re leaving” Scott demanded. “No” you simply replied, which even shocked Theo. Scott’s face remained firm but his eyes relaxed. He did that sometimes, where he forgets that even though he’s your alpha he was once just a friend. “Y/n, just come on please” Stiles said calmly, after noticing Malia’s claws. “I’ll kill him” she growled under her breath, assuming Theo was solely to blame. “Everyone just calm down! I’m sure there’s a rational explanation as to why they appeared to be kissing” Lydia tried to diffuse. “Oh believe me, we were kissing” Theo interrupted with a cocky expression, which dropped as he looked back at you. “I like him” you blurted out impulsively. Everyone stopped glaring at Theo, and began to stare at you quizzically. “And I have for a while now” you continued. “You have got to be kidding” Stiles said with a lot of hand gestures. “I will admit, he is a dick to you guys” you ignored Stiles’ comment and Theo’s reaction. “But he makes me happy and that’s all that should really matter” you gave a small smile, before reaching to lace your hands together, which he returned with a smile he couldn’t hide. “Awww!” Lydia cooed, breaking the silence. “Absolutely not” Stiles claimed, which Malia agreed. “She’s right” Scott spoke, earning him confused looks off all of you. “I mean look at us, we said we’d try to keep our personal lives out of the supernatural as much as we could and here we are, not letting Y/n date a guy she likes, over a stupid pack feud” he said wisely. “He tried to kill you Scott, remember that?” Stiles accidently shouted, turning a few heads in the coffee shop. “It doesn’t matter, it’s her life and even if we don’t agree, we’re her friends and we’ll be here to catch her if she falls” he lectured. You gave him a friendly pat on the chest to show your endearment. “I guess” Stiles reluctantly sighed. “If you even think about hurting her, I swear to god I’ll shove your head so far up your ass you have to fuck yourself from the inside out-” Malia huffed. “So does this mean you’re okay with me and Theo dating, that is if you’d like to” you glanced back at him. He rubbed his thumb over your hand, “Of course I would” he said uncharacteristically sweetly but nervously, as he glanced at Malia. “That settles it” Scott clapped awkwardly. “I suppose, we’ll leave you guys to it” Lydia said, giving you a wink as they began to head towards the door. “Sorry about that” you laughed with a blush as they had completely gone. “Don’t worry about it, and don’t worry I’d never hurt you. I may be a bad boy, but I’m not a bad guy” he said endearingly. “I know” you gave a trusting smile. “Sooo, before they came in” he hinted. “I think we should pick up where we left it” you smirked knowingly. With that he pulled your chair closer to the table, before passionately pressing his lips to yours. Who would have known, your life would never be the same again after falling hopelessly in love with Theo Raeken.

Requests are still closed but I hope you enjoyed this Theo imagine, it’s my first one of him. Extremely sorry for the slow af upload but better late than never am’rite.

Champ, Boxer (7 m/o), Madison Square Park, New York, NY • “She ruined my Prada shoe the other day – not salvageable. She ate pieces of it. She only goes for the good shoes, too.”