saw this last night and i can finally post it yay

anonymous asked:

hi! for those of us who weren't able to watch the livestream could you tell us in what order all the Larry stuff happened on stage last night? Like did the group hug when Louis put his hand on Harry's hip come after THE hug? And when did the cute messed up bow thing happen? I am seeing so many gifs but have no mental timeline. (Also this is more subjective but -- in your opinion do you think the larry hug was planned ? i can't decide what i think) Thank you!! Sorry this is so long! xx

Not a long ask, but this is a long answer!

My very grateful THANK YOU!! to the person who made it possible to hear the last OTRA show live! When the crowd screamed I was like, “Was that blur Louis and Harry?!?!! Did Louis and Harry HUG?!?!!??” so I didn’t get a conclusive visual until I saw it on Tumblr, lol.

Anyway. Presenting, in order, HUGS! BOWS!

Act My Age (featuring conga line and endless jigging) xx

What Makes You Beautiful:

(Do I want to think Louis grabbed Harry’s ass at the end? Yes. Do I think he actually did? Probably not. Do I think Liam accidentally goosed Harry? Possibly! Do I think it’s funny that Harry then grabbed Niall’s ass? Yes!)  xx

Niall’s speech:  “Touring is the best part of what we do, and I think that’s why it’s a little bit emotional for us tonight…we’re obviously gonna miss it. I’d like to thank the boys, the three other boys for – having me! (laughs) I’ve had a great time, boys, I love you very much – thank you!”   {{group hug!}}   xx   xx

Then, Drag Me Down, the last song! Afterward, all the hugs.  xx

Hey, check out that great shot on the big screen!

xx  (yay!!!!)


(Oh! We’re doing a second one!)


As for whether Louis and Harry planned to hug, all I can really say is if they’d planned NOT to hug, they wouldn’t have! If they’d planned NOT to stand next to each other during the final bow, they wouldn’t have…. so yeah, I think they likely planned to embrace. :)

(all gifs mine)

Title: Love Is Blind
Character: Matt Murdock
Continuation of:

You crashed into your apartment door, leaning heavily against it as you tried to collect all of your thoughts. You were staring blankly into the room until you realized how big of a fool you made of yourself in front of Matt. Your hands flew up to cover your eyes as you groaned in embarrassment, trying to push away the events of the night.

You shouldn’t have kissed him back.

It was a mistake.

So then why did you feel so happy when it happend?

You could easily admit that Matthew Murdock was incredibly attractive. But more than that he was so sweet and kind. He had always been supportive of you and genuinely cared about you as a person.

Taking a deep sigh, you pushed yourself off the door and moped into the kitchen, fetching yourself a glass and pouring a healthy amount of wine into it before moving to the couch.

You nursed the glass in your hand, sloshing around the liquid as you tried to come to some kind of conclusion.

You just liked Matt so much, and you worried about him all the time now that you understood just what it is that he does.

Then a thousand scenarios flew into your head and you promptly shut it down.

You should have just left yourself out of it like Matt told you to.

After work, you slowly made your way to Foggy and Matt’s firm, your hand nervously gripping onto the shoulder strap of your satchel as you walked down the street, grimacing when you finally reached the front door.

You didn’t want to show up, but ignoring the place as a whole would have just made it too obvious to everyone.

So, you bucked up and put on a smile as you opened the door.

Karen looked up from her desk and broke out into a grin when she saw you. Standing up from her chair she was quick to pull you into a hug.

“There you are! I was gonna call when you didn’t show up for lunch like usual.” Karen pulled back from the hug and lead you into her office.

“Oh yeah, I was just super caught up at work and time must have gotten away from me.” You told her, digging your hands into your coat pockets as you looked to the ground.

“Oh believe me, I know exactly what that’s like and-” Karen looked up from her desk and the smile slowly fell off her face when she saw your expression. “Something happened, tell me.”

Your head shot up and your eyes went wide. “What?! No!” You let out a shaky laugh and scoffed. “I’m totally fine.”


You took one look into her eyes and your whole facade came tumbling down as you crashed into the seat in front of her. “You have to promise not to tell anyone.” Your voice was as quiet as you could manage.

Karen nodded, moving from around her desk to lean on the front of it, her head inclined towards you so she could hear. “I promise.”

You looked at her with a questioning brow and fell into the back of your chair as your hands preoccupied themselves with your coat buttons. “Last night, Matt and I kissed.”

“What!” Karen shouted, but her hands immediately came to cover her mouth as her eyes bugged out.


She let out a laugh, shaking her head. “Sorry! I’m sorry,” Her voice was much more quiet now. “I just wasn’t expecting that.” Her hand came to tap your shoulder as a glimmer showed up in her eyes. “But yay!”

“No, not yay,” You said, standing up from the chair as you paced the office. “It was…a mistake, I shouldn’t have kissed him back. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

Karen frowned, her hands grabbing into yours as she made you stop in your tracks. “Hey, think about this for a second. Clearly he likes you, and you must feel the same if you kissed him back.”

“And then I kissed him again.” You groaned, head falling onto her shoulder.

“Oh, my sweet summer child,” Karen cooed, and she tried to console you. “I think you should talk to him.”

You pulled away from her, opening your mouth to answer but someone else beat you to it.

“I was wondering when you would stop by.”

You whirled around to find Matt waiting by the door and you jumped back.

“Oh! Hello, Matt.” You said weakly.

“Karen, would you mind if I spoke to (Y/n) for a minute?”

You shot her a pleading glance but she must not have seen it because she pushed you towards him with a smile. “Of course, have her back by 10.”

Matt smiled and held the door open for you before he lead you outside and the two of you started walking down the street.

“I didn’t think you were going to come in today,” Matt commented as he tried not to focus on your heartbeat, wanting to hear you explain yourself.

“Yeah, well,” You shrugged, trying to think of the right words to put together. “I didn’t want Fog or Karen to worry.”

It became silent, but the air surrounding the two of you was one of hesitation and hurt. It was obvious that the both of you had much to say to one another, but neither of you wanted to do it first.

“I don’t think it was a mistake.” Matt spoke up suddenly, causing you to look at him.

“I know that you might think so, but I don’t.”

You stopped walking, brows furrowing together. “How do you know that?”

“Please, it takes a lot more than whispering for me not to hear it.” Matt answered, turning around so he was now facing you.

Your gaze was firmly upon the ground.

You didn’t know how to answer him.

“I’m sorry.”

“Can you at least tell me why?” Matt asked, taking a step towards you, but still seemed so distant. “Because I’ve tried to work it out on my own, and I couldn’t.”

You sighed for what felt like the millionth time since you last left his company. “I’m not good at the whole romance thing, you know? I love the idea of love, but when all of a sudden it’s actually staring me in the face I try to run away. It’s…stupid I know.”

Matt shook his head. “No it’s not, lots of people can be like that.”

“You think so?”

“I know so, I used to be one of them. I liked this one girl awhile back, but it didn’t work out and I was devastated.”

“Really? I didn’t know that.” You took his hand. “I’m sorry to hear.”

“It was a long time ago, I’ve moved on.” Matt gave your hand a small squeeze. “I really care about you. I wouldn’t kiss someone I didn’t have feelings for.”

You smiled, looking down at the way your hands were intertwined with one another. “I like you, too.”

Your voice was quiet but Matt didn’t miss it, a small grin appeared on his face as he brought your hand up to kiss the back of it. “I don’t want you to be scared of me, I wouldn’t hurt you.”

“No, I don’t think you would.” You said, freeing your hand from his so you could bring his face down to meet your lips to kiss him.

Matt’s arms instantly wrapped around your waist as he brought you close to him.

When you pulled back your let your hands fall to his shoulders as you felt him press his forehead against yours. “That’s to say sorry for leaving you like that last night.”

Matt chuckled and kissed the end of your nose. “You’re already forgiven, but you are freezing,” He said, pulling back from you and taking your hand. “Let’s get you inside.”

You both made it to the door of the firm before Matt pulled you close again and gave you a short kiss. “I’m sure Karen will be happy to hear the news.”

You flushed bright red and laughed. “Oh god, you heard all that?!”

Matt laughed and walked inside. “I hear everything, didn’t I tell you?”

“You’re awful!”

Bucky the Jerk, part 3.1

So I couldn’t resist posting it today. Because I’m trash.


Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky is being a dick to you, and you can’t understand why is he the only one from Avengers who doesn’t like you.

Chapter summary and warnings: Just fluff maybe and a bit of angst. Drinking.

At night it became a bit chilly, so Tony made a fire in the living room. The room wasn’t large, but there was just about enough couches and armchairs for everyone. Natasha took up one couch completely to herself, so you and Sam made a nest of cushions and blankets on the floor.

Tony procured ten bottles of champagne from the cellar, saying that there is much more where that came from, so you were all getting drunk.

You proposed to cook something, but he said that The Queen of Mermaids won’t be cooking for her subjects - so he ordered sushi.

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Fans Finding out that you're dating — Kim Taehyung

Anon said: Yay request are open. Can you do a request of you being an idol and you guys are always shipped together and you are secretly dating and one day we are backstage and we are in a heated make out sesssio and some fans see and take pictures and post them all over the media so then we have to come out to being a couple thanks lovee you blog

Hey anon! This is a great request, but you didn’t choose a member, so I just picked taehyung. I hope that’s okay :)

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

The boys held hands and bowed, thanking their fans before they all walked off the stage. The concert was finally over.

“You guys did great!” You cheered for your friends. They thanked you, barely having enough energy to.

“I’m gonna go get something to eat.” Jin says. They all walked their separate ways, most likely going to their dressing rooms to get changed. Except for one of them. He stayed with you.

“You really did amazing out there.” You smiled at him. He returned the smile, using a cloth to wipe the sweat off of his face.

“Thanks. I worked hard because I knew you’d be proud of me.” Taehyung tells you.

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Run Away Baby Ch. 3 (Steve Rogers x reader)

Hello lovelies!  So, I kind of went on a whim and just layered my hair while cutting almost three inches off. It looks nice (thank god) and I cut off all the dead ends so yay, my hair is healthy again. On a whole other note, here’s the next chapter of “Run Away Baby” and I WILL be posting tonight! I’m so sorry for the weekend hiatus, I was working all weekend and I was sick, but I was able to make enough money to pay for my expo tickets! Woo! I love you all and enjoy! xoxo

Description:Pregnant with Steve Rogers’ child, your husband, you’re a happily married couple. He moved you to the countryside, trying to keep you away from as much harm as possible. Isolated, and by yourself most of the time, you always worried about him when he went away. But, marriage couldn’t have been better for the two of you for the three years since you had taken his last name. But, one night, when Steve’s out on a mission, you get a call from Nick Fury telling you to get as far away from your house as possible.

Warnings: None

Chapter 2


Bucky was constantly looking back at you as he furiously drove down the road, heading to the safe house. You were out cold, and he could see the deep purple bruise forming around your wrist. The gravel hitting the car filled in the silence that was hanging in the car until a beeping sound came from the speakers. Fury was called. 

“Fury, I have her. She’s knocked out, but she’s alive. F/N needs some serious medical attention when we get there though.” Bucky was trying to as calm as he could despite the situation. 

“Okay, but what happened back there? Where’s Steve now?” Fury’s voice was very eager and intent. All he wanted was you safe, and him gone. 

“Long story. I’ll tell you when I get there.” Bucky was beyond worried about you. You were one of his best friends, you were hurt, and who knows if the baby was too. It seemed like in a flash, everything changed, and his friendship with Steve was a distant memory. 

“Fine. How long till you’re here? By the way, we have a doctor here that can take care of F/N. He’s a good guy.” Fury was trying to ease Bucky’s nerves and his mind. He couldn’t have him freaking out when you needed him most. 

“Ten more minutes. We’re almost there.” Bucky’s eyes were frantically shifting back and forth on the road, making sure he was going the right way. “Fury…” He took a deep breath, trying to calm his erratic heartbeat. “What are we going to do about Steve?” 

Fury took a moment, letting the line fall silent. “I don’t know.. I thought I was trusting the right man, but I guess I wasn’t and now I’ve put F/N and her unborn child in danger.” He was never a sentimental guy, but when it came to you, he was always protective. “That man is something else, and I honestly don’t know what our next step is besides trying to keep them safe.” 

You were sprawled across the backseat, barely breathing. The movement of the car bumping along the gravel was pulling you in and out of consciousness, and everything that you heard and saw were blurring together. A small groan escaped your lips, and Bucky snapped his head towards you. “Hang in there, F/N. Stay with me.” His look was sincere, his eyebrows furrowed together with worry. He faced the road again, this time speaking to Fury. “I don’t think she can hold out much longer. That doctor better have everything prepped when we get there.” Bucky pressed on the accelerator, picking up speed. You were only two minutes away from the compound. He checked his mirrors, making sure he wasn’t being followed. “We’re coming up the hill. See you soon.” The call ended and Bucky skidded to a halt at the plateau. There was a bunker built into the side of the hill, concealed from the view of the road, and everyone in the world besides a few select people. 

Bucky picked you up in his arms gently, then began running to the bunker door. His car began driving itself into another door, disappearing into the mountain. Before he could punch in the password, the door slid open, and Fury and the doctor stood behind it, a gurney at their side. “Put her here.” The doctor was calm and efficient while Bucky placed you on the bed, watching the man rush you off down the hall and around a corner. 

“Jesus. What did he do to her?” Fury’s gaze was locked on the end of the hall. 

“Steve did some pretty serious damage, but I suggest we get deep into the bunker before we have this conversation.” Bucky nodded towards him, punching in a series of numbers to shut the door. The two men walked down the hall, turning down a series of corners, finally making their way into a conference room of sorts. 

“So, tell me exactly what happened.” 

“Well, I don’t know what happened before I pulled up, but when I came, he was about to take her head off his his shield. If I didn’t fire some shots at him, I think he actually might have.” Bucky had his elbows propped up on the table with his fingers in his hair. “We were in hand to hand combat and I got him preoccupied enough to let F/N get to the car, but she didn’t even make it that far. Once I knocked Steve out, she was already out cold on the ground, so I laid her down in the back seat and drove here.” 

Fury was rubbing his chin, sitting at the head of the table. “And you just left him on the porch?” He locked his eyes on the distraught man in front of him. 

Bucky took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to say. “I-I couldn’t do it. I know I should have, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. And I didn’t know if F/N was dead or alive, and I chose to save her instead. I hope that helps my case.” He picked his head up, meeting Fury’s gaze. 

“That’s understandable. But I have a feeling he’s not going to stop until she’s dead, so we might have to take him out before he even has a chance to touch her.” His hands were folded on the table, looking relaxed, but little did Bucky know his was squeezing the life out of them. 

Bucky nodded solemnly, diverting his eyes back to the table. “I understand.” 

The men sat in silence, the severity of the situation began to sink in. You were barely alive, Steve was with H.Y.D.R.A., and nobody knew who to trust anymore. What was the next step? What were they going to do with you? How were they going to keep you safe? These questions were running through both of their minds when there was a knock at the door and the doctor stepped in. 

“We need to talk.”

I hoped you liked it! I know it’s kind of short, but I didn’t want to get too into the next part. I hope you all have a wonderful day. I’ll have the next chapter of “Secret of These Hands” up this evening, so stay tuned! I love you all, you’re all beautiful and amazing. xoxo



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Assassin!Seungcheol Pt 2 FINALE

THIS IS LONGER THAN WOLF!WONWOO BY 5 WORDS IM SCREAMING THIS IS OFFICIALLY MY LONGEST SCENARIO EVER!!!! bc i tagged her in part 1, im tagging @cheollies again bc she was one of the reasons why i was motivated ljdsfljdfl <3333 THANK YOU FOR ALL OF YOUR WONDERFUL FEEDBACK IM SO SORRY ITS LATE!!! THIS IS A WILD RIDE AGAIN!! ENJOY THE FINALE MY CHILDREN!!!! <333333

warnings: some violence, references to part 1, my tears and anguish from completing this

Part 1 | Part 2 (Finale)

  • Two months.
  • That’s how long it had been since you had contacted him
  • You sighed as you stirred your coffee
  • Yep, you guessed it, in the same cafe that all the workers know you on a first name basis
  • Why do I keep coming back here? You glumly chided yourself, your cheek resting on your palm
  • You check your phone for the twentieth time that hour, wishing to have at least some notification about his whereabouts
  • Even if it’s something like “hey i’m safe and don’t look for me”
  • Bc all you need is just some validation that he’s okay,,,, but nothing. No texts, no calls, no “accidental” video calls, no “hey loser where are you” to check in where you are,,,, all you get is a black screen
  • Even though you practically have your lockscreen ingrained in your head from the amount of times you’ve seen it, you still can’t help but choke up a little
  • A blurry candid of seungcheol holding out his hand about to smear you with his ice cream mockingly stares back at you
  • You shake your head and get up your seat as you pack your things
  • You’re done. You’re done waiting. You gave him two whole freaking months, an entire 60 days. Sulking around waiting for someone to come back to you isn’t your forte.
  • And that will end today, you resolutely nod to yourself and start heading out the door.

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Are You Happy Now? M.C

Originally posted by partpunkluke

warning: smut

word count: 900+

summary: Michael wakes you up

requested?: yes, hope you liked it anon :)) this is written by Hannah so yay! hope you guys enjoy her amazing writing!! I said in a post earlier that I was posting another smut today written by your truly so look out for that :))

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I was in a deep sleep, going at it with Michael all night completely wore me out. Of course, my blissful sleep wasn’t going to last very long because Michael was around, and after only a little while, I was awoken to find his lips pressed up against my neck and his hand groping my breast. “Mike, stop. I’m too tired and sore to do this again.” I pleaded, trying to get him to give up so that I could go back to sleep because of the interview we had tomorrow first thing in the morning.

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HannibalCon RDC3 - day 1. Personal recap

So yesterday was the day that so many of us feverishly anticipated and dreaded :), the actual possibility of meeting Bryan Fuller, Hugh Dancy, Aaron Abrams, Scott Thompson, Demore Barnes and Ellen Muth! I mean. What -are- the chances?

I flew over Friday morning (having dreaded flying in that storm but it did die down that night, fortunately) with Alex and we made our way over to arrive at 10 am, to photos of other Fannibals on Twitter already, though the hotel was still very much empty. Good to take photographs :)

I got upgraded to the next room level (which is why I can now drink coffee while writing this at 5:30 am (thank goodness)). By afternoon the lobby was filling slowly, flowercrowns everywhere. A truly elevating atmosphere, because even though I’m not really a flowers and frilly stuff kind of gal, it just is incredible to watch. Btw the bloody flowercrown @idontfindyouthatinteresting made for me drew many compliments (thank you, again!)

Registration openend a bit early and people went queuing until the main ceremony started. Incredible, there were soooo many people there, so many beautiful cosplays already. @lovecrimecat came by and we distributed the flyers for @radiance-anthology flyers to those standing in line, managed to meet so many of those who signed up (yay), got little gifts in exchange from so many people (and everybody just gave me a second one when I asked so I could give them to Katrina who couldn’t come - so awesome of you guys, thank you again!). I met so many people ‘from’ Twitter and it’ so nice to recognize some from last time, to put name and face to the @s. *hugs at all*

Opening ceremony.
I have a gold ticket this year so I went up front and sat next to SpiceyScorpion, only to realize that -that- was way to much in front for my nerves …. *rolls eyes at self*. I went a few rows back and to the side, which was a good decision for later^^.
“They” came in a few minutes to late, we saw Aaron and Scott do shadow theatre behind the scenes and Sean called them out one after the other.

Demore seemed honestly happy to be there, addressing us with such kind words, upping the applause and calling backstage that that could not possibly be topped*fg*. Aaron came out and asked us to clap for Hugh because he was supposedly afraid he wouldn’t get any ^^^^^, Scott said something along these lines as well, I think. Both very funny. Ellen was there^^ and addressed us with a few kind ords and then Sean announced Bryan next and the room (not in any way quiet before) went -wild-. And Bryan…. Bryan went “crowdsurfing”. Meaning he ran through the aisles and high-fived us. You know that sitting to the side decision? Yeah….
What a moment, there’s lots of pictures in the Tag #HannibalCon, go and look, it was…. incredible. God bless. Anyway Hugh came out last, announced by Sean as one of the best british actors, and boy, that was applause^^. He seemed a bit overwhelmed with the energy there^^ and honestly, I can’t quite remember what he actually said but it was something along the lines that he was looking forward to a wonderful weekend.

They came out together after that and we held up the signs that @the-winnowing-wind distributed - “Fannibals Forever”…. They took videos and photos of us. Bryan posted some of it later. Incredible moment to have been part of. I’m even in Bryans video (yay^^ (and if you know where to look^^)).

The gold ticket holders went across the hall next, to a slightly smaller room with tables set up and we were seated by group/friends. And then we waited, because they got something to eat first…. (darn^^^). Colleen got out some booze and we talked a lot and proverbially bit our nails a lot *g*. When they finally got in they were sent to the various tables for 4-minute-meet-ups. Only the meet-ups didn’t stay at 4 minutes :P.

Demore was first and I was soooooo nervous. (The seat next to me was free btw, and so the -all- ended up sitting right next to me (*still screaming about that*. …. ) I shook my hands in the air in an effort to get rid of some of the energy and he put his hand on my shoulder asking me why I was nervous and I brabbled something unintelligible and shook my head. Very sweet. We talked a bit about his fight scene with Mads and that we would have liked to see more of him^^ and I told him I can’t wait to see him in American Gods and he rubbed my back when he left. *float*

Next was Scott, who brought his pizza and drank some mooneshine with us^^, played Tarot with us and was generally just this very kind and interesting person. I wasn’t -quite- that nervous anymore by then (thanks Demore (and Colleen for the prosecco)), meaning I actually talked a bit, though I can’t quite remember what^^.

Ellen was next and she was also very nice, we talked about the fact that her scenes are imho some of the most scary in Hannibal. She also wore some of the coolest jeans I’d ever seen^^.

Ok. Next? BRYAN. He saw the Will!Faun scarf of @flying-rotten we had put on the table cloth and chuckled that he knew who -we- are waiting for and that he couldn’t blame us^^. He asked us, if push came to shove, if we would prefer Will & Hannibal S4 or SotL. Our table was Hannigram, though there was apparently one that was 'done’ with it…. He told us about it a bit, much the same that Hugh has said before as well, that it would be an inversion of S1 etc. I…. hope that push does not come to shove, because he told us a bit about how much he loves the lyric of Thomas Harris books and I would really love for him to be able to fully lay out his vision. I hope he gets to do this (we have to continue to fight, guys!!!). He also told us, that Thomas Harris apparently writes a new book and he…. poked Martha to get the rights to it already, without quite knowing what it was about yet *g*.

I…. took all my courage then and showed him one of the Radiance-Flyers and explained a bit and we asked if he wanted to do a little something like a foreword for it. And guys - HE DOES! He asked when it would need to be done and I said May 1st and he looked at the flyer and indicated the twitter @ there and asked if he should send it there and I was like (you know this situation, where, once you start, your mouth kind of runs away with you?! At least mine did^^^) “Oh well, yes, or you know you follow me on twitter, you can just send it there if you want” and he looked at me (directly) and said “yes, I know.” Well, RIP me. I answered with a very intelligent “ah” if I recall correctly and ducked my head and then Romina and I emphasized that it would be awesome if he actually wants to do that and finds the time.

He asked us after what drew us to Hannibal, as he got feedback from a lot of the other young women (I thanked him for 'young’, you know, once you’re in it doesn’t matter anyhow *another eye roll at self*) and we said that its not only beauty and connection, but also intelligence. You have to think with Hannibal. He recommended 'Legion’ to us and asked if we’d seen it before and I said that some stuff hasn’t made it across the big pond yet. And then Bryan went and …. not ranted directly…. but expressed his lack of understanding of the fact that things take so long to be legal and why series were not streamed worldwide because people would just go and pirate it anyway -because- it was not available legally. He went and made a (imho) very fitting anology with the conservative stance on abortions in contrast to piracy, meaning just because it’s forbidden it doesn’t stop people from doing so, it just gets unsafer and illegal.
Oh and he took photos of our table and @dr3piecesuit s and another girls tattoo, because he loves them. :) And he told us that he brought something for Hugh to wear for the Cosplay contest. Can’t wait *g*
He was called away then, way past the 4 minutes^^ and …. he is such a precious human being?! Exuding so much warmth and honesty and exuberance. I feel honored that I got to sit there.

A propos honored… Hugh was next and there I was again - nervous. Awesome. *third eyeroll* He complimented Camilles Will!Faun, saying it was very beautiful and then laughing that that was maybe a bit weird^^, and then telling us about all the gifts he gets and that he keeps the little plush Wills, giving them to his son to play with, even the bloody ones….. *fg*.
The girl next to me (@OnTheVerger) talked to him about how much Adam means to her because she has Aspergers and then broke into tears and Hugh comforted and hugged her and it was sooo sweet. We showed him the Radiance flyers as well and he said “blood fueled embraces, indeed” *g*.
Bryan ran by then and left a bitten off Babybel for Hugh. IDK if Hugh bit off that piece or if Bryan did but it was hilarious^^.

Hugh had to leave then and Aaron came to our table last, I told him I backed him and he told us about the film he and Scott are in (Scott came by and set down next to him^^) and we talked about how much we would all want to see more of Hannibal. Oh and Scott said (before) that he was supposed to teach Clarice Starling - how awesome would team Sassy Science be doing that in SotL? Seriously?
Anyway, I remember I touched Aarons shoulder in the spur of the moment talking about -something- but I can’t remember what exactly and the panicking about that. ;))

I went to my room at 1:15am, got into bed by 2am and was wide awake again at 5:15 am.

What. a. rush.

PS: This is no photos because my cameras not that good - check the Hashtag on Twitter, there’s TONS of them ;). Already ;)

Voices Chp. 1

Posting this story onto Tumblr as well as on Ao3. Read it here on Ao3

This is a Sheith Marriage Au with Galra Keith and Altean Shiro. I decided on taking a crack at politics and empowering stuff and issues. So yay, have fun! Let me know what you think! More under the cut

The first time Keith met the man he was supposed to marry was when the treaty had been sealed and his grandfather was shaking hands with King Alfor. The grand hall was full of multiple alien races, all of them wearing expensive and bright clothing that showed off their high status. That was an obvious separation between the Galrans and everyone else.

His grandfather stepped back and that’s when Keith finally saw him.

The black paladin stood on Alfor’s left, wearing the white black armor of Voltron. He had a shock of white bangs, plastered to the side of his face as his grey eyes watch Zarkon’s every move. There’s a scar across the bridge of his nose and the markings of an Altean under his eyes. If those weren’t a dead giveaway, his pointed ears were.

He looked suited for war, the crown around his head giving away his status as Alfor’s right hand man and leader of the Altean army. Behind him stood the rest of the paladins, all of them dressed for war with scars and battle worn faces. They were too young to fight in this war and even younger to actually win it.

“I present my son and heir to the throne, Prince Lotor.”

Keith’s father takes the chance to bow, low at the waist as he is being introduced. Keith’s ears twitch because he knows he’s going to be introduced next. Alfor turns to Lotor, extending his hand for a formal greeting. Lotor does not hesitate in taking it and shaking tensely.

“I present my grandson, son of Lotor, Prince Keoath.”

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Title: A MilkShake Date (Part 8 Back to the Future(Reader x Peter Parker) 

Summary: The reader and Peter are finally off on a date! A date that has to, of course, be ruined by certain devastating news.

Word Count: 1330

A/N: YAY I HAVE FINALLY POSTED! It’s been a crazy emotional whirlwind of a week but I’M HERE! I hope you guys enjoy :) 

Part 9

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Business Casual - Part 8 (Final)

Hey everyone! Here’s part eight, the final chapter of this saga. I have another multi chapter I’m going to start putting out maybe next week. That one is actually the longest fic I’ve ever written so yay!! But anyway, I hope you like this last part! You guys have been great and I’ve loved ALL your comments! Really truly you guys’s responses are why I keep posting. 

This last part has a good deal of sap so just gear up for it :D Thanks for reading!

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Injured Football Player Ch 24

Originally posted by wanderersandaliens

Summary: The reader gets talked into another gender revel party for baby number two.

Word Count: 1614 (kinda longish, I guess lol)

A/N: I’m baccccckkkkk! Sorry I have been MIA for a while! Thank you guys for being so patient with me! The school semester started last week, and I am already neck deep in homework. I guess that is what I get for taking 6 classes, and them all being my upper level classes. Oh, well! It will all pay off when I get to start teaching!   

P.S. I got my Master List link on my page description finally working (yay me!), but I will still post it on here!

Chapter 23

Master List

 “So, you don’t want to do a gender revel party for this little one?” you mom asked you, looking over her coffee cup.

 You shook your head, “No, I just want to know and get everything ready for the little one.”

 You were finding out the sex of you baby at the end of the week, and you mom had been bugging you since you told her you were pregnant, to let her plan another gender revel party.

 “But, baby girl,” she sat up, “we can make it so much better than the last one! Y’all could have confetti cannons, and you can pull it and it revel the gender! Charlie Rae can have one too!”

 “Mama,” you put your hand over hers, “I think that those are great ideas, but I really don’t think Bucky wants to have another one either.”

 “What don’t I want to have?” Bucky asked walking into the kitchen.

 “You’re wife says that you don’t want to have another gender revel party,” your mom turned around to look at Bucky, “Now, James, is that true? Because don’t you remember how much fun Charlotte’s was?”

 Bucky finished his drink of water, “Well, I want whatever my wife wants. And if that is no gender revel party, then I don’t want a gender revel party.”

 “James,” your mom gave him the look that got everyone to talk, “Do you want a party to revel the gender of this little miracle baby that y’all are having or no?”

 Bucky looked between you and your mom. He let out a sigh, “Baby, I’m sorry, but De is right. And Charlie’s was so much fun.”

 You raised your eyebrows, “You really want to have a gender revel party?”

 He nodded, “I really do. But if you are dead set on not having one, then I am totally fine with Dr. Romanoff just telling us.”

 You looked at your husband to see if the party was really what he wanted or if it was him trying to keep your mother from jumping all over him. You let out a sigh, “Fine, we will have a party.”

 You mom squealed, “Oh, how exciting! I will finish up the last minute things and it will be perfect!”

 “Wait, what do you mean last minute things?”

 Your mom tilted her head, “What was that, darling?”

 “Mother,” you looked at her, “Did you plan a gender revel party even though I told you I didn’t want one?”

 “Oh, come on, Y/F/N, Y/M/N, did you really think I wasn’t going to plan a party for this? This baby has been two years in the making, which means I have had two years of planning in my head the perfect gender revel party for it. Now, quit giving your mama lip and get excited,” she nodded her head at you.

 You rolled your eyes, “Between you and Daddy, my children are going to be spoiled little brats.”

 She gasped, “Don’t you dare talk about my grandbabies like that! Besides, it is my God given right at a grandmother to spoil my grandkids as much as I want,” she winked at you as she sipped her coffee.

 You chuckled as you shook your head, “Alright, mama.”

 “Boy or girl?” Bucky asked you while you two lay in bed the night before the gender revel party.

 “Honestly, I don’t know,” you patted your stomach, “With Charlie I had this feeling that it was a boy, and obviously I was wrong.”

 He chuckled as he rubbed your belly, “Well, I have a feeling we are going to have another little girl.”

 “You think so?”

 He nodded, “Yeah, I wouldn’t mind another little girl.”

 You rolled your eyes, “You really want to be out numbered, don’t you?”

 You held Charlie’s hand as you walked through your parent’s front door. When your dad saw you guys, he smiled, “Come here little bug!”

 Charlie let go of your hand and ran to your dad. She held on tight to him, and would probably talk him into carry her the whole night.

 “Y/N,” you heard Bucky’s sister Rebecca call from behind you.

 You turned around and smiled, “Beck,” you wrapped her in a hug “hi sweetie! Look at your hair, you are blond!”

 She chuckled, “I know, I thought I would do something a little different.”

 You smiled, “It looks great!”

 Bucky walked up and kissed his sister’s forehead, “Hey, kiddo.”

 “Hey Buck,” she smiled at him, “Where is my beautiful niece?”

 “Probably with her grandfather, who she has wrapped around her finger,” you chuckled.

 “Speaking of grandfathers,” Bucky cleared his throat, “Where are Mom and Dad?”

 Rebecca shifted her wait and looked down at her feet, “Uh, they didn’t come. I’m so sorry, Bucky I tried to talk them into it, but you know how they can be.”

 Bucky nodded, “Yeah, I know you tried. Uh,” he cleared his throat, “I’m going to go find Charlie.”

 When he walked off, Rebecca grabbed your hand, “Y/N, I tried, I really did. But, they are just so stubborn and they just didn’t see the point of coming down if they wouldn’t think that it would make a difference.”

 The words stung, “Difference?”

 She nodded.

 “What do you mean? A difference in what?”

 “They say that they can’t compete with your parents.”

 You rolled your eyes, and before you could speak Charlie came running, “Aunt Bec!”

 She picked her up and kissed her cheek, “Hi, hi, hi, my little love muffin!”

 “Hi, hi, hi,” she smiled big at her aunt.

 Bucky walked up and looked at you, “What’s wrong?”

 “Your parents didn’t want to come because they don’t see a point coming down here, because they cant compete with my parents,” you spoke softly.

 “What?” Bucky shouted. When he realized the level of his voice he cleared his throat, “I will be back.”

 “Bucky,” you grabbed his hand, “Where are you going?”

 “I am going to call them and ask them why they think this is okay.”

 “James, wait,” you pulled him back to you, “Wait, please? Don’t let them ruin this for us.”

 He looked at you and put his hand on your stomach, “Okay.”

 You pulled him close and kissed him, “I love you, okay? All that matters is that I love you, Charlotte loves you, this little baby loves you, and everyone here loves you.”

 He cupped your cheek, “I love you, doll.”

 “It’s revel time,” your mom called out from the grass area.

 You grabbed his hand and smiled, “Let’s see what we are going to have,” you lead him to your mom.

 “On the count of three, pull the sting and the confetti cannons will shoot out pink or blue,” your mom smiled, “One, two, three!”

 You both pulled the stings and out flew blue confetti.

 “It’s a boy,” you jumped up and down.

 Bucky ran around yelling, “I made a boy!”

 You wrapped your arms around his neck when he came back to you. You kissed him, “It’s a boy.”

 “You are finally having a boy,” he cupped your face and kissed you, “I love you.”

 “I love you too,” you hugged him. When you let go you saw Charlie standing on the deck, unsure of what to do. You walked up to her and squatted down to her level, “What do you think, baby?”

 She shrugged, “Don’t know.”

 “Are you excited to have a baby brother?” you were almost afraid of how she would answer.

 She shrugged, “I guess.”

 “What’s on your mind, bug?”

 “Were you excited when I was born?” she asked in a small voice.

 “Baby girl,” you pulled her into a hug, “We were over the moon excited. Even more excited than we were today. You know why?”

 She shook her head.

 You pulled back and cupped her cheeks, “Because you were our first baby. And you will always be our first baby, no matter what.”

 She smiled, “Do I get to name him?”

 You chuckled, “You can help if you want to.”

 She nodded, “I want to!”

 You kissed her forehead, “I love you Charlotte.” 

“Love you too, Mama,” she turned and ran to your dad.

 You couldn’t help but feel a little sad when you watched your daughter laugh. In a few short months, you were going to have a son. You were worried that you wouldn’t be able to love the new baby as much as you loved Charlie, that you wouldn’t the connection that you have with Charlie. In the same time, you were worried that Charlie would almost get pushed aside when the baby comes; that you will be so wrapped up in the new baby that you wouldn’t be able to show her the same attention that she gets now.

 “Everything will be fine,” Bucky whispered in your ear as he walked up next to you. He always knew what you were thinking, sometimes before you knew what you were even thinking.

 “I’m just worried. We promised her that she would still be our baby, but when the new baby shows up we might not be able to give her the attention we promised,” you rubbed your forehead.

 “Hey, look at me,” Bucky turned you and cupped your cheeks, “She will always be our baby, and you and I both know that she will always be your girl. No matter how many other babies we have.”

 “What if I don’t connect with this one the way I did with her?”

 “You are his mother, you already have a connection with him. So, again, everything will be fine. I promise,” he kissed you.

 “I love you, Barnes” you kissed him again.

 “I love you too, Barnes,” he chuckled.

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Request(s): I would love it if you could do like a modern Ben Solo where the reader and Ben are really shy but really good friends and they go out one night and go back to his place and just decide to tell each other how they feel and maybe add some cuddling and fluff. + Can I have one where Ben asks the reader to go to a scary movie with him on their first date but half way through the movie he’s all scared and cuddling onto the reader for dear life?

A/N: Two requests in one, yay! Sorry I haven’t been posting fics all that often because I’ve been solely focused on CB (cosmic boy) and I’m on the final chapter, so there’s that! Enjoy!

Warning: None

Word Count: 2K+

It wasn’t intended to be a date, actually, it was meant to be a simple ‘hangout’. Ben hadn’t seen you for quite some time–seeing as you were busy with your own life as he was with his–and he had been missing you extra and so had you to him. So, of course, Ben took it upon himself to make plans with you: to go to the movies.

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Sticks and Stones

Pairing: BamBam X reader
Genre: Angst/fluff
Word count: 1,559
Summary: After you and your boyfriend decide to go public about your relationship you start to see some comments that have you questioning yourself. Are you really the best person for him?
(A/N: I used they/them pronouns so anyone could read and it wasn’t strictly female or male, so you can replace them with your pronouns if it makes you feel as if it flows better!)


Hey guys, so I couldn’t sleep last night which apparently makes me want to write a bit of angst. I’m not the best at angst so I hope it’s okay, still has fluff as well! Also first Got7 drabble, yay!
~Mod Phoenix


“Are you positive you want to go public?” JYP asked as he looked between you and BamBam seated beside you. You both had been together for months and have managed to stay under the radar, other than the rest of Got7 and JYP. JYP knew early on and didn’t try to stop the relationship as long as it didn’t become a scandal or come to light quickly.

“Yes, sir,” BamBam responded, “Y/N and I have both thought long and hard about this. We decided now is the best time because we’ve been together for a while and the dating ban was lifted a while ago. We’re done with trying to hide our relationship and I feel like it’s almost like lying to the fans.”

“It’s not lying, it’s for your own safety,” JYP responded sternly before turning his gaze to you, “It is a mutual agreement right? You want it to be public as well? You know the responses some fans will have, right?”

You answered without hesitation, “Yes, it’s mutual and I know how some ahgase’s will react, but I’m ready for it.” ‘I hope..’ You thought.

With a sigh the company founder nodded, “Okay then, I’ll write up the official statement to release to the public. Once that’s out your free to post about each other and make your own statements if you wish.”

The two of you said in unison, “Thank you!” Before getting up and leaving his office.

“I have an hour and a half before I have to practice, so wanna hang out in the dance studio?” Bam asked as he happily grabbed your hand, no longer afraid of who saw.

“Sounds like a plan!” You responded happily. As you made your way to the studio you looked up at your boyfriend and questioned, “When do you think the statement will be released?”

“Probably within the hour since it’s such big news,” He guessed, “Hopefully within the hour so we can post something on my social media together!” His eyes sparkled with excitement as he locked eyes with you. Both of you had dreamed of having a public relationship and now it was finally coming true.

“We can finally do normal couple things, no more hiding!” You beamed, already planning on what you could do together.

You had made your way to the studio and both of you sat on the floor, gently leaning on one another. “You know where I want to take you first?” He asked before answering it in the same breath, “I want to take you to a fancy restaurant, no more dates in the dorm with takeout.”

You giggled at his confession, “That sounds perfect, Bammie. Maybe we could go see a movie together in theaters for once, too.”

He smiled at that, “Sounds like a date!”

You both sat and talked for a while or sat in a comfortable silence. After about forty five minutes he checked his phone and exclaimed, “The official statement was released!”

You quickly looked over his shoulder at the document, the confirmation that you two were officially public. You both hugged each other tightly before he pulled away with the brightest smile you had ever seen, “We have to take a selfie together so I can post about this!”

You laughed as he pulled his camera up, “Why can’t you use one of the hundreds of selfies we already have on your phone?”

“Because it’s our first day officially out to the fans, it needs to be commemorated!” He held his phone up and was still beaming. You smiled as well, holding up a peace sign. He quickly snapped the picture and went to type up the caption for the picture on Instagram. ‘Hello ahgase’s, I’m sure you all are surprised by the sudden announcement that just came out. So here we are, this is Y/N! We’ve been together for almost six months and decided now was a good time to tell the public. I hope it’s not too shocking, but I really love them and I hope you support us as well as continue supporting Got7!’

“Annnd, posted!” He declared. He looked at you again and giggled, “I’m so excited, Y/N, I can’t wait for what’s ahead of us.” He kissed your cheek happily with another giddy laugh.

“Me either, it’s going to be amazing,” You giggled and lay your head on his shoulder, watching him post similar stuff on his other social media.

Soon the other boys began to enter, congratulating the both of you and there was plenty of teasing. You stood up and stretched, BamBam following suit.

“I’m gonna head back to my place, text me if you want to do something after your done at practice,” You chimed as you headed towards the door.

“Of course! Text you when we’re done!” He answered excitedly.

When you left you could here the boys teasing Bam, to which you just shook your head and smiled.


When you returned home you decided to check the buzz on social media you two must have caused. You knew some people would be cruel about it, but you weren’t as ready as you thought you were for these comments. There were so many hateful comments, some were simple and tame compared to others, 'they stole our oppa!’ Others stung a lot more than you thought, 'Who is this ugly bitch? How the hell did they ever get him?’, 'They’re no good for him, he can do way better.’, 'Why would he choose them when he could date anyone he wanted?’ The worst ones were the death threats, there were many comments saying 'If I see them I’ll kill them.’ or 'I hope they get hit by a car.’

You spent a long time reading these comments and they affected you a lot more than you had anticipated. You could feel your chest tighten and tears come to your eyes. You set your phone down and slowly laid down on your couch. The tears came quickly and you found yourself sobbing. Thoughts raced in your head, 'Maybe you’re not good enough for him.’, 'He could do way better.’ 'Why does he like me? I’m just some nobody, really..’ 'Am I no good for him?’ Thoughts like these took over your conscience and you couldn’t escape. You cried and cried, you thought you could handle this, but maybe you were wrong. The next hours were complete silence broken up by bouts of crying.

The black screen of your phone lit up, when you checked it was a text from BamBam, 'Hey babe, just finished practice! Want to do something?’

You couldn’t bring yourself to respond, you felt hot tears burn your face again as you ignored the text. Ten minutes later another one followed, 'Hey, you okay? It’s not like you not to respond. I’m going back to the dorm if you want to come over.’ Again you didn’t respond and fifteen minutes later another text, 'Y/N, please answer me. I’m really worried…’ You turned your phone over and sighed, you just couldn’t bring yourself to answer him, you felt like you didn’t deserve to talk to him.


'Why aren’t they responding, they always answers in a few minutes..’ Bam thought as he helplessly stared at his texts. That’s when he decided to check social media, he was shocked at the hostile comments and knew you had seen them. “Oh no.. No,no..” He muttered to himself and ran to Mark’s room and knocked frantically.

“What?” Mark opened the door, annoyance clear on his face before seeing the young boy so distraught. “What’s wrong?”

“I need you to drive me to Y/N’s place!” He almost yelled out of a mixture of panic and anger.

“Yeah, yeah I can,” the older boy stuttered at the question, “Why?”

To answer he simply held up his phone with the horrible comments and stated, “She’s not responding and I’m guessing she’s read these. I have to make sure she’s okay.”


You had just stopped crying again when you heard a knock on your door followed by Bam’s panicked voice, “Y/N? Are you in there? Please let me in.”

You didn’t have the energy to get up from the couch, but you did sit up and call, “It’s unlocked, you can come in.” Your voice was strained from crying.

He burst through the door and ran to the couch sitting down beside you, “Why didn’t you respond to my texts? Are you okay? You’ve been crying.” The last sentence wasn’t a question as he looked at your red, puffy eyes and the tears still present on your face.

“Why did you choose me? You could find someone so much better than me, why me? You could date anyone you wanted, models, other idols, actors, but you chose a nobody. Why? Why did you fall for me? I’m nothing special.” You rambled off your thoughts so quickly you were surprised he even caught any of it. You had started to cry again and you couldn’t bring yourself to look at your boyfriend, so you stared at your hands in your lap.

He took your hands in his and gently pleaded, “Look at me. Y/N, please look at me.” When you refused to look up he released one of your hands and lifted your chin to look at his face. His dark eyes were glistening with tears and you could see the hurt on his face. He moved his hand from your face and took ahold of your hand again.

“You want to know why I chose you? Why I fell for you?” He asked before explaining, “I fell for you because you could see the real me, not the me everyone thinks they know. I’m seen as the guy who can’t stop dabbing, the guy who can never be serious, that member of Got7 that’s a walking meme. Nobody ever took me seriously, they saw me as an idol who loved to be goofy. But you were different, you didn’t treat me differently because I was an idol. When we first met you didn’t assume I was this goofy guy, instead you asked about my personal life and learned about the real me. You’re the first person to do that other than my family and the other guys. I don’t want a model, an actor, or an idol- I want you. You’re my rock that grounds me, you’re there for me no matter what, so don’t you dare say you’re a nobody. You can’t say you’re not special either, you’re the most kind, smart, funny, easygoing, and trustworthy person I know. THAT’S why I fell for you, THAT’S why I chose you, THAT’S why I love you,” He squeezed your hands tightly as some tears fell.

You were crying as well and took your hands from his to tightly hug him. He embraced you as you tucked your head in his chest and cried, “I love you too, Bammie. I’m sorry about all of this, it’s just those fans comments got to me…”

“You don’t need to apologize, you’re human and have emotions that will always be valid. And those nasty comments may come from so called 'fans’, but the real fans are the ones who support us, not try and tear us down.”

You nodded as he planted a kiss on top of your head. You looked up at him and mustered a smile, “Thank you.”

“We’ll get through this together,” He stated, returning the smile and squeezing you a bit tighter.

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Here In My Arms

I have been posting way more than I should have today. But, here is the last post I’m making for the night. Yay. So, let’s dive in.

When we last left off, REUNION. AND IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.

Title drop. And Aaron’s first lines of the season.

Aphmau, Its not your fault!

All of these lines are killing me. This is so beautiful.

Plot twist: the entire episode is just them hugging each other on the beach.

No one can describe the emotion coming from this scene.

Good friend squad is now worry squad.

Can I nominate Lucinda for Mom friend?

Same Zane.

GARROTH, don’t go in the bathroom! THE CAT’S OUT OF THE BAG.


NO DUH HE LOOKS FAMILIAR. I wonder how everyone will react to him being on the island. I wonder who else is there…

Wait what? Aw, little ear wiggle.

Irony is that both of them were having anxiety over the same problem. Their species. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the key to a good relationship: COMMUNICATION.

That’s cute! He listens to her voice every night.

Face touches.

Kiss the girl.

AARON’S FACE. AND HIS EARS. They all be blushes!

I love them. I love their relationship.

Happy moments are good moments.


Was Kawaii~Chan sleeping in the bathtub?


Zane you’re a horrible liar.

“Oh crap, he’s using his brain.”


You jealous, Zane?

Garroth, that’s kinda creepy.

That was too close. Kawaii~Chan is going to get caught by the end of the season. That’s going to be awkward.

Kawaii~Chan, you have no way of getting home.

Aw, Zane. You do have a heart. That was sweet.

I do not want to know what she just saw.

Melissa ships it.

Aphmau stop losing your phone.

They’re back~

Melissa and Kawaii~Chan should meet each other.

Fireside cuddles?

This day keeps getting better and better. I finished my last final, I PASSED my final (which I was surprised to get a B. I suck at that class.) And Then now I got this.

This episode was both funny and sweet. And we got to see another character from Phoenix Drop High! I wonder what Blaze is doing at Starlight. Is he on vacation? Does he work there?

Aarmau reunion has finished. My ance has cleared, my anxiety has lessened and I am happy. I love the guys over at Blue Jay Studios.

Red Velvet One shot

Finally figured it out, so now I can post it! Yay!

I finally have ideas and inspiration again so i will probably be writing more. Sorry I’ve been so inactive, I’m preparing for a big move. 

I hope you like the story!!!


Sharna was thrilled, Derek was already showing amazing progress. They had a fun connection and have been getting along great. Season 25 was already so much better then the last. Sharna and Derek had just finished a eight hour rehearsal and instead of going home she decided to go see if he was finished yet, because the idea of spending the night alone was not appealing.

As she walked down the hall to his rehearsal space she could feel her muscles aching, all she really wanted to do, was go home and take a nice hot bath, but she didn’t want to do it alone. When she got to the room she quietly opened the door as to not disturb them. In the middle of the room, Artem and Nikki where still working, so Sharna went an sat in the corner by his bag. Artem saw her in the mirror and couldn’t help but smile. He knew she was probably tired, so was he, but it made him happy to know she wanted to wait for him. They only had one more thing to run through for the night so Artem knew he could have Sharna to himself in just a bit.
Sharna watched as they finished the last part of the dance and couldn’t help but flinch when she watched Nikki flip her boyfriend over herself and to the ground. The thud he made when he landed was enough to make her stomach tie in to knots. When he stood up, he smiled then hugged his partner goodbye while telling her what time to meet tomorrow.

Artem smile got bigger after turning towards Sharna. As he walked over to her she put her hand out for him to help her up, when he grabbed her hand, he intertwined his fingers with hers and bent down to pick up his bag. As he did that he noticed how cold her hand was so he pulled his sweatshirt out of his bag and handed it to her, she smiled at him and let go of his hand to put it on. Once it was on she grabbed his hand back and they started walking to the door. On the way to his  car, Sharna rested her head on his chest which made Artem tighten his grip on her hand.

“Should we get food on the way or order in?” Artem knew neither of them would feel up to cooking, they never are after the first few rehearsals of the season, too many long hours.

“I think order in. I just want to get home, shower and curl up with you.” Artem kissed her on the head and murmured okay before stepping away from her to open her door. She kissed his cheek before sliding in.
The whole ride back to Sharna’s home was spent in a comfortable silence. The only noise that could be heard was the quite hum of the engine mixed with the soft tones from the radio. They held hands the whole ride, and Artem had a steady rhythm going as he rubbed his thumb across her skin. The two hadn’t been together long, having gotten together on the summer tour after months of filtering and getting closer. But in the time they spent together since tour ended they have gotten in to a nice routine. They would spend most nights together, usually at her place since she was still trying to settle in, they would either spend the night cooking together since they both enjoyed the time in the kitchen, or they would order in, cuddle on the couch watching mindless tv, or helping each other with the dances they had to prepare. Then in the morning they would take whatever car took them home the night before, which meant that one of their cars where always left at the studio, just in case one finished early and the other didn’t want or couldn’t wait, which didn’t happen often.

When the couple got home, after loving her puppies, and ordering some food from their favorite Thai place a few streets away, they both got in to the hot bath Sharna had started while he ordered. They spent a good 20 minutes in the hot water, letting it soothe the aching in their muscles, while they talked about everything the could think about. By the time they got out they only had to wait minutes before the door bell rang. Once Artem got the food they both curled up on the couch while watching the episode of their favorite show that had to be recorded the night before.

A few hours later, once the food had been consumed, and they got caught up on missed tv, the two stumbled into the bedroom where they immediately slipped in to bed. Once they where both lying down, Artem put his arm out behind Sharna head and she curled in to his chest, putting her head on his chest. As he tightened his grip on his girlfriend, they both relished in the feeling of holding each other, they both knew this could be it, they could live together like this forever and never get tired of it.

Keeping Promises (A)

Second part of the secret fic project!! And also the first fic I’m posting yay !  (^∇^  )   *photos for the moodboard taken from pinterest credits to the original owners*

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Friend I wrote for: @tokyoblack

Bias I wrote for:  Taehyung of BTS 

Genre: Angst/Horror

Extra Prompt: First meeting 

Words: 707

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Interview… date? - Sebastian Stan (Part 2)

(Part 1)   (Masterlist)

N/A: Yay, I’m finally back with what I’ve promised to you guys! 

Your career was rising fast. In a blink of your eyes, you were receiving invitations to go on interviews, parties, runway shows… And you got, even more, work to do. Being recognized by your characters was a wonderful feeling. You were having the best moment of your life, of course, the fame was a good thing so was the money. But what made you happy was the fact that you could finally act. You smiled happily when someone asked to take a picture with you, giggling without a real answer after a young girl wondered if you would go on a date with Sebastian Stan. How could you answer her when you didn’t know if what happened that day was only to the program? Alright, you shouldn’t be thinking about this while you’re walking around New York. You were there to relax before starting filming a new movie. So you should focus on relaxing. Delusional affairs and old crush later. Or never. Anyway. You shook your head and sighed. Your manager was already staring at you skeptically. She knew. Ignoring her, you got into a Starbucks and looked for the most hidden table, knowing she would follow. After ordering and getting the drinks and food, your manager finally sat beside you. Smirking at your direction while you took a sip of your coffee.

You frowned, resting your mug at the table before snorting annoyed “What?

“Did you know that Sebastian Stan posted on his Instagram that he saw your drama movie?” she answered victorious, taking a bite of one of her cookies.

“Are you trying to make fun of me?” you whisper-yelled at your manager, why you thought that would be a good thing to make her your best friend? You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks.

“No! I know how you feel about him. And I think that he really wants to go out with you.” she stated after finishing her cookies. “You should watch his movie. In fact, you should post something telling that you’re going to watch it!”

“What? No! I can’t do that!” you hissed, looking around before staring at her again. “Are you insane?”

“He already dropped the hint, (Y/N). You just need to take it.” you looked away, deep inside you knew she was right. Sebastian watched your movie as he said that he’d do. Now you needed to make a move too.

You nibbled your fingernail while staring at your phone screen. It had been almost 30 minutes and you haven’t decided whether or not to press the Instagram ‘share’ button. You had taken a photo sitting in the huge hotel bed holding a ticket to the last film of Captain America. Writing ‘Better late than never. I’m looking forward to Friday night! #Ican’tchooseateam #civilwar’ in the caption, you were silently praying for nothing to go wrong.

“Why are you still zoning out?” your manager’s voice sounded from the door making you squeal in surprise and almost fall off the bed. She came closer and grabbed your phone, hitting 'share’ without thinking twice.

You scowled, getting up from the mattress so you could get your phone back “I hate you.”

“No, you love me.” she hummed, smiling satisfied before pointing toward your phone “This will work. You know that fans can be a creepy help, they’ll find out every single detail about your ticket. They’ll make that work, even if they think otherwise.”

“What do you mean?” you frowned, sometimes you were afraid of the speed that your best friend's mind worked.

Alright. That’s it. It was finally Friday night. You were wearing a casual red dress, All Stars, and a military jacket. You loved to wear those fancy clothes at the official events, but at your daily life, your taste was more simple. The cinema wasn’t so crowded when you finally managed to sit on your chair. Chewing your popcorn as you tried in vain to not think about the ridiculous plan. You avoided your social media after posting the photo, you were too afraid to see all the comments or get your hopes to high while waiting for some answer from him. You thought to yourself, even if Sebastian didn’t show up, the film would be awesome. There is nothing bad to go alone to watch a movie, right? You bit your lower lip, your popcorn was already forgotten while you were lost in thought.

“Excuse me, can I sit here?” a husky voice call your attention, making you jump a little on your sit and the man chuckled “Sorry, I didn’t want to scare you.”

“Oh, it’s okay-” you stopped talking abruptly as your eyes stared at the man beside you. Your heartbeat increased as you smiled shyly “Hello, Sebastian.”

“I can’t believe that you got inside without me.” he grinned at you, sitting by your side and reaching out to hold your hand. “I thought that we had a date?”

Biting your lip again, you tried to contain a smile as you intertwined your fingers with his. You stayed in silence for a brief moment before whispering “Do you really wanna have a date with me?”

“If you allow me to kidnap you and take you to a secret place, yes.” he whispered back, smiling a boyish smile and ignoring the fact that the movie already started.

“Let’s say, hypothetically, I let you kidnap me… Where would you take me?“ raising an eyebrow, you tried not to show how his smile was affecting you.

“Does it really matter?” taking the popcorn from your other hand and placing at the empty chair, Sebastian stood up from his chair and pulled you with him. You giggled softly, he already knew your answer.

It was already late at night, but you didn’t care. You’ve never thought that one day you’d be walking around with Sebastian Stan. You’ve never thought that Sebastian Stan would be hugging you and stealing bites from your ice cream. Your date seemed out of a romance movie, but you didn’t care either. You were so happy and comfortable with him. It was so cliché that you were afraid that everything was just a dream. 

“You know,” Sebastian hummed, moving a little so he could hug you from behind as you two stared at the stars from the bridge. “I’m so glad that we did that interview together. I’m glad that you accepted to go out with me.”

“Stop it, you’re making me blush.” you giggled shyly, hiding your cheeks with your hands as you felt yourself blushing. Sebastian laughed softly before kissing your shoulder.

“I’m serious here, (Y/N).” he stated almost in a whisper, you turned around and leaned your hands on his chest, staring his blue eyes before glancing his lips. “Can I kiss you?”

Please.” you didn’t want sound desperate, but damn it, how should you answer him? He was your old crush and he wanted to really kiss you. He smiled relieved, lowering his face and holding your cheek with one of his hands so he could seal your lips in a tender kiss. His arm was still around your waist when Sebastian pulled you even more against him. Deepening the kiss as you sighed and wrapped your arms around his neck. It felt so perfect. But soon both of you broke the kiss because you needed air.

Sebastian kissed your forehead, smiling like a little kid before giving you a quick peck on your lips. “Can I see you tomorrow?”

“Yes.” you giggled shyly.

“Can I see you the day after tomorrow?” he hummed pleased, hugging you tight and taking you from the ground.

“Also yes.” you laughed, hiding your face on his shoulder as he spun around slightly.

“Can I see you the whole week? And after that?” Sebastian put you on the ground and stared at you intently.

“You already know the answer, Stan.” you giggled, kissing his lips with passion and biting his lower lip. He allowed you get out off of his arms before he quickly hugged you back.

“You really know how to win your man.” he whispered into your ear and for a moment you forgot how to breathe. “Yes, you heard it right. You got me damn fast, but I’m pretty glad about that.”


Originally posted by magconboys26

  • Summary: Madison deserved the fight she got
  •  A/N:This isnt as good as i hoped
  • Wordcount:856

Today Johnson is forcing me to go on a double date with Gilinsky and Madison. YAY *note the sarcasm*

See here’s the things about Madison and I. I’m a bitch and say it as it is and she is … well I don’t want to say fake but.. fake. Anyways she knows now not to mess with me, after what happen last time.


‘y/n Madison,Madison y/n’ G introduced us. I , being the normal person I am , checked her out but not in that way. 'Fake fake and fake’ I thought to myself 'Y/N!’ Johnson, my boyfriend of two years, said chuckling. 'What?’ I Asked. 'You said that out loud’ Oops. I looked at Madison and saw her trying to intimidate me with a glare, keyword trying. 'Sorry, JUST KIDDING!’ Then she lunged at me. Bad move Madison. Bad. move. she grabbed hair and started pulling. I stomped on her foot with my 5 inch heel causing her to let go and yelp out in pain the I scratched the side of her face,drawing blood. Finally I stood up deciding she learned not to fuck with me. Johnson had a huge smile on his face and said '1-0’ Gilinsky on the hand was not as happy but was impressed, he didn’t know I could fight. That was the last time Madison tried to mess with me. But that was a year ago.
//flashback over//

'Madison’ I Greeted somewhat kindly

'y/n’ She spat. This bitch.
I looked over at J cause he must of known what I was thinking. Because he rapidly shook his head no. I sighed and listened to him, this time.

All throughout the night she said stupid shit about me then she said something that really hit bugged me.

'Johnson why are you even with her, shes not talented’- Bitch what Im a professional dancer and you just stand and sing ’-and she looks like well, herself’.

'at least i don,t look like a Kardashian wanna be’

'ugh Jacky are going to let her talk to me like that’

'Yes he is’ i said glaring at Gilinsky. Gilinsky knows not to mess with me i already broke his arm…twice and that was just for eating my damn Oreos.

'Sorry’ i heard him whisper to her

'hey Madison why don’t you stand up and come over outside with me real quick’ I said standing up i gave Johnson the usual look and let him know ill be done in about 2 minutes

Madison and i make it towards the parking lot

'Okay hoe you can get one free swing go ahead’

She slapped me,like the bitch she is.

Then i decked her right in her weird ass nose. It broke instantly then i kneed her in her stomach. Shes now unconscious

Johnsons pov

'Is Madison going to end up fine’ jack asked me worriedly.’ not at all’ i said looking at my watch its been about a minute. 'Go get the med kit and bring it to the parking lot’ i said to him. This happens quite often so i know what to expect. There will be a lot of blood and because y/n hasn’t been in a fight in about a month which is the longest time ever then there should also be at least some broken bones.

we get to the parking lot and i see Madison on the ground and y/n leaning against the building wall on her phone posting selfies. I saw her take a picture of Madison,probably going to make it her screen saver because she has been waiting for a long time to hurt her.

y/n saw us and said 'ill be in the car’

Gilinsky bandaged Madison up and carried her to his car and drove off i got in the driver seat and drove home

When we got home i looked at y/n.'you know you have to apologize’

Y/n being the sarcastic and stubborn girl she is replied with a 'absolutely not’ what the hell am i going to do with her

she went to the bathroom to clean the blood off her hands. when she got back she sat next to me on the bed and turned to look at me and asked in all seriousness ’ Do you think Gilinsky is going to call the cops on me?’ “ of course not babe’ i answered 'good I don’t think I would want animal abuse on my record’ she said and gave me a kiss and layed down. I got a text from g

g-i took mads to the hospital they said she broke her nose and somehow three ribs

j- sorry man but you know y/n

g- yeah i hate to say it but Madison deserved it

j- lol night bro


'since i know you want to know Madison has 3 broken ribs and a broken nose ’ i said smiling because i was actually proud. oh no y/n is starting to corrupt me. eh who cares my baby girl can kick some ass. Before i went to sleep i heard her say a little'yes’ to herself. god i love her.

plus size series: michael (pt.2)

Your ears were still buzzing from the music in the front row. That was the first time you’d ever been that close to any celebrity in your life, and it was him. Your hands were shaking as security lead you backstage, your bestfriend clung to your arm and giggled, she looked more excited that you felt. She had to put up with your whining about Michael for the entire time you’d been talking to him and she was beyond happy that the two of you were finally going to be together after all this time. You turned the corner and bumped straight into a broad shouldered blonde. 

 "Well hey, Michael’s in there, pacing.“ He smiled and gave you a one armed hug. "Nice to finally meet you, I was skeptical at first, but I see how happy you make him. Thank you for that." 

He gave you another full hug this time before stalking off down the hallway and jumping on Calum’s back. Calum waved for your bestfriend to come with them for a drink which she automatically agreed to. 

 "I’m so happy for you. Have fun, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She winked and kissed you on the cheek before running down the hallway to meet the two rowdy boys. Your heart raced as you walked closer to the dressing room door. But another blonde got in your way. 

 "Oh my god yay!! You’re here!! Welcome to the club, let’s hangout soon!“ Bryana hugged you tightly and Ashton smiled from behind her, you gave him a small wave and turned into the room. He was pacing back and forth tossing his phone in the air and catching it, fiddling with his bracelets. You cleared your throat and he turned towards you, his face lighting up like a kid on Christmas.

 "Hey there rockstar.” You smirked and you ran towards each other like a movie, his arms wrapping around you so tight you could barely breathe, but you didn’t care because it was finally happening. The feeling that you’d craved for the two years, you’d ached to feel his arms around you during every Skype call, wondering how it would feel, and now you knew.

“I can’t believe you’re here. You’re really here. You’re even more beautiful how is that even possible? What the hell-” He rambled and you cut him off by placing a soft kiss on his lips. “You don’t know how many times I’ve imagined this.” He rested his forehead on yours and closed his eyes, both of you taking in the moment. 

“2 whole years it’s been. That’s a hell of a long time to want to kiss someone.”

 "You’re here. Like actually here. I can touch you.“ He ran his fingers down your arm, sending chills up your spine. "And kiss you.” He placed a kiss on your forehead, then nose, then cheek, then finally on your lips. 

“You’re a lot cheesier in person, I don’t know if this is going to work out.” You smiled and he scoffed.

“Shut up and kiss me more.” He placed another kiss on your lips and you ran your fingers through his hair.

“So cute I’m going to barf.” Luke said, him, Calum and your bestfriend stood in the doorway.

“Get lost.” Michael whined and engulfed you in another hug, your face pressed into his chest. 

“We just wanted to say hi.” Calum said innocently, batting his eyelashes. 

 "No you wanted to eavesdrop and be annoying.“ You could see Michael was actually angry and not just joking around.

 "Michael it’s okay…we’ve got all night.” You whispered in his ear and he swallowed, you watched his adams apple slowly rise and fall. Secretly you did with that you could have the entire evening alone with him, but you didn’t want to be rude. At least you were with him, that was all that mattered. 

“Actually, Calum, Luke and I are gonna umm..” Your bestfriend trailed off and her cheeks went red. You raised an eyebrow at her and she giggled. “We’re gonna go get some drinks, they wanted to stay here and bug you but I protested.” You mouthed a thank you at her and Michael’s grip tightened around you. She smiled and leaned into Calum’s side, blushing deeper than ever. You smirked and looked up at Michael. “Ok bye lovebirds.” 

“Am I now considered a matchmaker or what?” You laughed.

“They’ve been talking for months now, I’m the one who gave him her number, so technically I’m the matchmaker.” 

“If I hadn’t posted a picture of her and I on instagram then he never would have even known she existed.” You challenged and he chuckled. 

“Okay that’s true, you win cupid. Now, what do you wanna do?” 

“Be with you.” He kissed the top of your head and intertwined your fingers. 

“That can be arranged.” He smiled. “I have a surprise for you at the hotel anyways.” He tugged your hand down the hallway and the two of you giggled and chatted about everything on the ride to the hotel. You couldn’t keep your hands or eyes off of eachother, his fingers constantly tapping on your thigh or his hand tangled in yours. He was even more mesmerizing in person, his eyes sparkled brighter and his lips pinker. His voice softer and sweeter, like music to your ears. You layed with your head on his lap in the back of the van, watching him get excited when talking to you about things he’d seen on tour that reminded him of you. His hands now combing through your hair, you hadn’t realized that you’d been silent for the last 5 minutes. “You okay?” His eyebrows furrowed and his lip twitched. 

“Mhm, I’m perfect. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” You reassured him and he leaned down and kissed you. “Ok Romeo. What’s this ‘surprise’ you speak of?” 

“It’s called a surprise for a reason.” He smirked as you fiddled with the bracelet you sent him for Christmas. The car rolled up beside the hotel and the two of you rushed into the hotel, sneaking past a group of fans at the door. “Close your eyes.”

“No.” You pouted.

“Fine.” He huffed and moved behind you, placing his hands over your eyes so you couldn’t see. Your heart was pounding and you were scared that he might even be able to feel it. You both stumbled into the hotel room. “Okay, you can look now.” He whispered and removed his hands. Layed on the bed were multiple things, a giant teddy bear that you groaned about wanting when you saw the one he bought for Taylor Swift’s birthday. You walked towards the bed to get a better look at the other things. 4 CD’s with different labels on them, listen when you miss me, listen when you really want this D, you laughed and kept reading, listen when you feel like the distance is too much, listen when you want to feel like we’re together. You sniffed away a tear and picked up a notebook with your name on the front, you opened the first page and it was the picture your sister had taken of you on the beach. The caption underneath saying “101 reasons that I fell insanely inlove with you..” You turned around and wrapped your arms around Michael, letting your tears soak his tshirt. They were happy tears, the happiest tears you’d ever shed in your life. “I love you.” You said into his chest.

“I love you too. Now open the last one.” He smiled and kissed your forehead. You picked up a small blue envelope and opened it, 1 plane ticket to Australia was inside. You looked up at him with a confused look on your face. “You know Mum has been wanting to meet you for ages….tour’s over in a couple weeks and I figured it would be nice if you could come stay with me for a month. You’ll be done school and we could just spend time together and it will be amazing.” 

“A month? Michael..I can’t, I have work..”

“I may or may not have already talked to your boss about that…”

“My rent? I can’t just-”

“Umm…I may or may not have already given your landlord the month’s rent.”

“That’s too much.. Michael this is too much..I’ll pay you back, obviously.”

“Okay. As long as you’ll agree to come. Please y/n…I’ve already thought of everything, I just..really want to be with you for more than 2 days at a time. It’s going to be hell now that I’ve finally met you, touched you, kissed you…to stay away from you for so long.” You could tell by the tone of his voice that he was trying not to cry, which only made you start crying even more. “Look, this is never going to be a normal relationship. I’m not going to be able to be there for you all the time, and cuddle you when you’re sad. Or take you on cute dates to the pumpkin patch or ice skating. This is going to be hard, and I want to know…now..if you’re willing to do this with me then-” You cut him off with a kiss for the second time that day. 

“Of course Michael, of course I’m willing to do this with you. You’re the only one who has ever made me feel this way, and I love you. I don’t care if this relationship may be unconventional, or hard. Life is hard. But it’s worked for 2 years so far, and now I can’t imagine my life without you in it.” You wiped the tears from your cheeks and turned around, picking up one of the CD’s and placing it in his hand. “Can we play this one now?”  He looked down at the CD and smirked, snaking his arm around your waist. 

“I knew you’d play this one the most.” 

“Fuck offff.” You laughed. 

“Bitches always want the D.” 

“Michael you’re ruining it.” You whined. “Just put the damn CD on and shut up.”

“As you wish babe.”