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Ivar Ragnarsson x Reader (Requested by Reader)

Hello! How are you? Can I request a jealous ivar fic? The plot is up to you because you’re an amazing writer!

You loved Ivar, you really did; but sometimes, he was too difficult to deal with. He had his anger issues and his insecurities, just like every other viking. He had a way of ‘throwing a fit’ when he didn’t get what he wanted and sometimes, he was just too much for you.

You weren’t dating him or anything, although you sometimes wish you were. You had grown up with Ivar; going around as kids. You would pull his little wagon that he sat in behind you as you went and scared other children or followed his mother around. You had grown up like siblings and were still incredibly close.

You stuck through with him and helped him cope with his disability and his brothers always picking on him because of it. After the death of his mother, you seemed to be the only one who was truly there for him, besides his father. But eventually, his father had died too. You were with him when he got the news and you will never forget his reaction.

You seemed to be the only consistent thing in his life at the moment. So, when Sigurd had started to hit on you, you couldn’t help but notice Ivar starting to act strange. You had tried to confront him about it, but every time he would just ignore you and crawl away. Until today. He had tried to crawl away and had gotten a pretty far distance when you shook your head and ran for him.

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FaceTime Call

Series: Tom Holland Imagines

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You Facetime Tom after finding out from fans he cut his hair. Your phone was off while you were landing home from a flight.


Word Count: 1,700+

A/N: 400 more till 3k!! I love you all so much :)

I turn 21 in 2 months c: Which means I can buy alcohol, meaning I CAN WRITE FREQUENT SMUT IF YOU GUYS WOULD LIKE CAUSE I LOVE SMUT

[Reader’s POV]

“So how was your trip?” Your mom asks happily through the phone. Reaching for your bag out of the carrier you tell her to hold on. Sometimes she calls you at the worst times. She onetime called you while Tom and you were having sex and wouldn’t stop calling till you picked up. Your mother was relentless sometimes.

“It went well mom, I’m just back to be in London” admitting the truth with a smile on your face. You loved it here because you got to live with the love of your life.

“How’s Tom doing? Anything new since Spider-Man Homecoming?” she absolutely adored Tom, she claims he’s the best you’ve had out of the guys you’ve dated.

“Yes he’’s actually working on another film, he’s been gone for two weeks while I was away as well so we’re both out and about” you explain as you walk down the plane aisle. You could hear her talking to your dad about Tom. Mentally wondering why she just doesn’t put you on speaker so he can hear too.

“Hey I’m going to go so I can focus okay? Plus Nikki is picking me up from the airport with Tessa”  Saying your goodbyes you hang up your phone. Slipping your phone into your purse you make your way out of the gate. The sound of your suitcase clicking against the bumps in the carpet.

   Walking past people to head towards the baggage claim. Looking at the time on your Apple Watch you walk a little faster. Nikki said she would be here at a certain time and you didn’t like making people wait. Turning the corner you go down the escalator descending to the baggage claim.

    Hearing a bark makes you search the crowd of people. A little grey blob pushes people out of the way. Nikki’s red hair standing out as she took off after Tessa. Opening your arms you get tackled by your favorite dog in the world. Her tongue laps at your face making you giggle.

“Tessa my love, I missed you so much” her body wiggling in your arms as you tried calming her down. People were looking at the interaction the two of you were having. Grabbing her leash you stand back up.

   Nikki opens her arms to you which you gladly take her hug. She gives the best hugs in the damn world. Letting you go she kisses both of your cheeks , she’s like a second mom. Tugging your free hand she pulls you along. She took your extra suitcase even though you tried to take it but she insisted. Leaving thankfully no one was outside, if Tom was with you it would have been a lot worse. He draws big crowds full of his loving fans.

“c’mon Tessa lets get in the car”  opening the door for her she jumps inside. Taking your backpack and purse off you set them on the floor of the car. You hear clicking sounds and turn around to see people with cameras.

    Getting in the car you close the door annoyed with the cameras. You don’t know how Tom does it all the time, it’s got to be truly exhausting having your every move watched. Even his family has to deal with it. Nikki tells you to ignore them and starts the car pulling out of the parking spot. Tessa jumps back onto the seat and lays down next to you.

   Smiling down at her you place your hand on her head. Your thumb stroking her head slowly to her ears and repeating it. Watching as her eyes closed from your touch. God you love her so much, probably more than Tom.

   Taking your phone out you see notifications pop up. Clicking on them you see Tom’s tweet and your heart stops. Going to his Instagram you see he hasn’t posted anything. Clicking on his tagged photos you see his fans posts. Scrolling through they’re all freaking about his Bye Bye Hair tweet.

   Exiting the Instagram app you open your messages and clicking on Tom’s name. Looking at the messages waiting for some sort of explanation. Typing and retyping the message you want to send. Normally he keeps you updated but he hasn’t said a damn thing. When he does that you start to feel like a fan yourself and freak out.


So what’s with the tweet, care to spill the secret like you do with every Marvel secret?

    Locking your phone you know it’d be a while to get a message back if he was on set. The ride home was filled with conversation about your trip. The two of you talked as Tessa slept peacefully. Nikki told you stories about the boys and how mischievous they’ve been. She says Paddy has been getting into the sweets more and has grown a sweet tooth recently.

   Checking your phone you see there’s still no text back. You ask Nikki and she explains she has no clue. Apparently Tom hasn’t even told her which she thought was odd. You knew it was very odd because he’s such a momma’s boy.

   Nikki drops you off at Toms and helps you with your stuff. After you and Tessa are all settled she tells you to come over for dinner. Apparently Harry has been working on something and wants the family to see. He knew you were coming back into town so he told Nikki to tell you since you’re practically family.

   Hugging Nikki goodbye you shut the door behind her as she leaves. Picking your phone off the table you see notifications again. Some were from Harrison and your friends messaging you. The messages consisted of screenshots asking why Tom was cutting his hair.  Your thoughts get interrupted by your ringtone you made for Tom. It was him saying quackson.

Meme King:

C’mon angel don’t be like that, let me give you a call xx

   Rolling your eyes you connect your phone to the charger. Your phone starts ringing flashing ‘Meme King wants to FaceTime.’ Clicking the answer you see Tom relaxing with a hood on his head. Normally his curls peep out which make you narrow your eyes trying to see his curls. His smile distracting as he cheers happily to see your face.

“Ah there’s my beautiful girl, I’ve missed you darling” his voice making your heart ache, you miss him so much.

“Hey baby, I’ve missed you more..” you pout looking at him snuggle deeper into the couch. You could hear Harrison in the background talking. Tessa’s tags jingle as she jumps onto the L shaped couch.

“There’s my little one! I love you Tessa soooo much” Tom cooed into the screen making a kiss face.

“Tom so are you going to tell me what that tweet was about?” You ask turning the screen back to you. The seriousness in your face made his smile fall.

“I uh.. well I can’t keep it a secret from you anymore” He pulls the hood revealing his hair of cur.. there are no curls. Just short hair that he fixed with his hand. Your jaw dropping at the sight because last night you talked to him and all the curls were there.

“Christ, you don’t like it do you” Tom sits up fixing the angle he had the screen at. You were in shock because you haven’t seen Tom with short hair, the only pictures you’ve seen are from when he was little. Nikki likes to show you pictures from her archive whenever you see her.

“N-No baby, I’m just thrown off is all.. you look very handsome I’m just going to miss the curls” you give him a smile as you see his features relax. Did he really care that much about what you thought of his hair?

“I know how you like gripping onto them when I go down on you” he sighs tilting his head back. Your cheeks tinting pink from what he just said.

“Oi! I’m right here and you’re going to talk to her in front of me like that man? you two are like rabbits” Harrison’s voice fills your ears making you face palm yourself. God dammit Thomas.

“It’s the truth so now she has to wait for them to grow back” Tom defends himself laughing at his best friend. Harrison pops up behind Tom flipping you and him off.

“Awww Hazeroonie don’t be mad you don’t have a sex life” you tease sticking your tongue out. Harrison lets out a small scream taking off out of the frame.

“Okay yeah I’m definitely going to miss your curls now” you sigh thinking of the last time you two were alone together. Your thighs clamping together tightly at the thought.

“I’ll be home when I can love, I’ll FaceTime you every night till were together.. then when I’m home you can give me some personal FaceTime” his smirk making your heart rate pick up again.

“PLEASE GET A ROOM THOMAS” Tom’s head is then hit with a pillow causing him to drop his phone. In the background you hear the two getting into a little fist fight. Knowing them they’re going to sound like children any second with their banter.

“cut it out you twat I’m talking to my girl right now” Tom huffs after a slap sounds echoes through the air. The phone is kicked around making the room look like it’s spinning.

“Ow don’t pull my hair!” Harrison whines followed by a thud. Laughter filling the air making you sigh. These two were actual children.

   Tom picks up his phone that fell from before. Harrison says he’s going to the store leaving the two of you alone. The two of you talk about how long it will be till you see each other again. It was hard while he’s away but you really enjoyed these FaceTime calls. It was the only time you’d see him when he wasn’t busy and it made the wait worth it.

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Dating- Mark Tuan

(for @luna208 )

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-get ready to feel loved 25/8.

-will not stop buying you shit.

-shit you don’t need nor will ever need.

-”mark what am i supposed to do with a $1400 gucci sweater in the middle of summer”

-”you’re welcome baby, you don’t even have to thank me”

-you’re closer to his parents than to him.

-always asking jackson how mark is doing if you feel like something’s wrong.

-”he’s fine, he just misses you and his family a lot.”

-loves to have his lips on any part of your face.

-seriously. he can’t stop kissing you.

-always makes sure you finish first in bed.

-always has special and elaborate dates planned when he gets to be with you.

-always lets you have sneak peeks of teasers and such before they’re released.

-cares about your opinion on his hair color so much.

-is the best boyfriend in the whole wide world and you always feel like a priority. 

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Hello, ask box is open hooray!! Okay so, imagine this.. How will todoroki and katsuki react if the girl they are pinning after is actually into kirishima. Hahaha i imagine that katsuki and todoroki fighting in the bg but then the girl just what r they doing and continues ogling kiri's glorious abs (they r in their hero costumes) I am sorry this is funnier in my head lol

OMG This is amazing! I love this idea, so much! Thank you for this. I love you. [Admin Denki]

“You should just back the fuck off before your pussy feelings get hurt.” Bakugou growled at Todoroki as they all had to choose partners for the practice fights. It was so blatantly obvious that both boys were infatuated with you, but you were oblivious. It was painful for everyone in class.

“Me? I think (Y/n) is smart enough to decide who’s the better match. Besides, my quirk is a better match for hers. We’ll work better with each other.” Todoroki sighed, not wanting to get into another stupid argument that Bakugou instigates.

“Wah?!” Bakugou exclaims. “That blood quirk would be unstoppable with me!”

“At best, you would boil the blood and end up burning her. A partnership with you two would hurt each other more than help.” Todoroki argued.

“And you would just fucking freeze it! She’d get fucking frostbite.” Bakugou exclaimed. Although, as the two boys argued, you were ogling the pure masculinity that was Kirishima Eijirou. He was flexing in his hero outfit, like normal.

“Hey, Kiri, do you want to be partners? My blood hardening and your skin hardening quirk could work well together.” You went up to him, a light blush on your face.

“Seriously?! You want to partner up with me?” Kirishima asked.

“Yeah, I mean, we could be strong partners. Why wouldn’t I want to work with you?” You grinned.

“You’re just.  .  . strong and pretty and nice. Like, really pretty.” Kirishima’s face turned red as he complimented you. You practically fainted for how flattered you were.

“Well, you’re not so hard on your eyes. Your hero outfit really shows off your assets.” You smirked a little, gaining confidence.

“I should say the same for you.” Kirishima smiled, eyes running over your body.

“(Y/n) probably wants an actually man.” Bakugou scoffed.

“An actual man? You have more tantrums than my niece and nephew.” Todoroki rolled his eyes.

“I do fucking not have shitting tantrums, you shit face.” Bakugou growled.

“A real man would be able to tell what she enjoys and do his best to keep her in good spirits.” Todoroki said calmly.

“I make her laugh.” Bakugou said, proudly.

“She’s laughing at you.” Todoroki deadpanned.

“Why I oughta-”

“If you guys are done arguing, (Y/n) already found a partner.” Jirou informed the two boys, who continued to argue.


“What?! Who the fuck did she choose as a partner?!” Bakugou shouted. Jirou pointed over to where you stood with Kirishima, him flexing to show off to you. You giggled and blushed when Kirishima threaded his fingers through your hair, commenting on how soft it was.

“He does pride himself on his masculinity.” Todoroki muttered, face falling when he saw your ideal.

“That asshole.” Bakugou grumbled angrily.

Some Random Advice from a College Senior Who is Doing Pretty OK
  • Develop a steady sleep schedule. 
  • Wake up an hour earlier than you necessarily need to. Use this extra time for self care.
  • Eat a hearty breakfast every day, something with fiber, natural sugars, and a lot of protein. My go-to is a bowl of oatmeal topped with sliced banana and a scoop of peanut butter. 
  • Wash your face and brush your teeth twice a day. I don’t care if you missed your alarm and you’re running 20 minutes late; wash your face and brush your teeth. I don’t care how exhausted you are when you trudge home from the library at midnight; wash your face and brush your teeth. Seriously, wash your face and brush your teeth.
  • Make a spot in your schedule for studying as if it were another class. Hold yourself accountable for participating in that study time as you would a class.
  • Going to the library and neatly arranging all your study materials across a desk might make you feel accomplished and motivated, but you do actually have to study once you’re aesthetically fulfilled. 
  • Reaching out to a tutor doesn’t make you look dumb; knowing that you need a tutor but being too proud to get one does make you look dumb.
  • It’s OK to fail a class or two, most people do. I failed a chemistry class last year and it devastated me. But, I kept moving forward and I’m back on track now. Don’t dwell on your failures; analyze them; learn from them; realize that failure is an opportunity for growth.

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I saw this on another account but how do you think Shawn would react if his gf was mad that Katy touched his butt, cause I would! (You could write the scenario;))


It’s Not Jealousy 

word count: 1,360

“Just grab it babe, grab my butt” Shawn laughed, shaking his booty at your face.

“Stop Shawn” you said annoyed, pushing him away from you.

“Come on y/n, just give it a rough squeeze. Your hands on my booty is better than Katy’s. Don’t be jealous” he joked, still waving his butt at your face.

“Seriously Shawn, back off” you said, rolling your eyes frustrated at him.

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Imagine Jensen surprising you with the best birthday present ever. 

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: teeth rotting fluff, Jensen being a TOTAL nerd, Harry Potter references (duh, it’s a warning and it’s hilarious)

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: 6k Celebration and One Year Fic-i-verary Celebration Fic TWELVE. The line requested was, “If somebody is willing to judge me, then I don’t really care what they think. ” It was requested by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing  . It will be highlighted in the fic. Thank you so much for celebrating with me. I am combining it with my challenge submission for @winchester-writes Birthday Drinking Challenge. She gave me the line “Why are your eyes so damn pretty?” and the alcohol Crown Royal. So that’s worked into this little diddy as well. Hope you guys enjoy it, it’s TOTALLY nerd central. I’m kind of in love. You may consider reading King of the Nerds. The reader will make a brief comment about it in the fic. 

Side note, HAPPY 21st birthday ROSIE POO!

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Surprise Guest

Harry lives a very busy life. It was great for a while when he was in “hiding” working on music. Yes he was still busy but you could still be with him. Even if that just meant you sitting quietly in the corner listening to songs being wrote. Now that the album has come out, Harry’s announced is tour, and Dunkirk is about to come out, Harry’s back to having basically no time for you. Of course he tries his best to make time for you and it’s an action that definitely doesn’t go unnoticed. But now he’s always going a mile a minute. So when you woke up this particular morning with a heavy arm draped over your waist and a nose poking you in the neck, your were a little bit surprised. Harry was always up before you either for work related reasons or to workout. Meaning no matter what he was up before you.

You struggled to turn yourself around to face him but finally you do. He lets out a groan and pulled you closer to him. Knowing Harry was awake you lean up and place a quick kiss to the tip of his nose causing one dimple to show and you snuggle deeper into his chest letting out a content sigh.

“What are you doin’ in bed bub?” You ask leaving lazy kisses over his collar bone. His fingers trace unknown shapes on your bare back.

“I know I haven’t had much time with my girl so I took the day off.” He says in his deep morning voice. Immediately you pop your head up and look him in the eyes. He wears an even bigger smile on his face knowing what he said would shock and had shocked you.

You poke Harry with your finger and look at him with a serious face.

“Harry I swear if your joking with me I will hurt you, when people ask hey how are you and Harry? I’ll just say Harry who because you’ll be dead to me.”

With that he lets out a loud laugh causing you to loose all seriousness in your face and you begin to laugh along with him. After a few more seconds of laughing and Harry wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes he takes you by the hand.

“I swear I took the whole day off sweets, jus’ for you, whatever you wanna do, we’ll do.” He says.

A smile grows across your face and you quickly wrap your arms around his neck smothering his cheek and jaw in sloppy kisses. You can hear Harry uncontrollably giggle and start to squirm a little.

“Quit ticklin; me.” He giggle lightly trying to push you away. Finally after a few more seconds of attacking him with kisses, you settle back down onto your pillow. Harry grins at you and laces your fingers together causing butterflies to form in your stomach. Even after all this time, no matter how many times he holds your hand, you still get butterflies.

“I love you bub.” You say between kisses to his palm and finger tips.

“And I love you more.”


Ok before I even start, I know the title is shit lol please help.

Omg this is so short and so cheesy and bad IM SORRY!!! I’ve literally been so unmotivated to write or anything and this has been lying in my drafts for a while so I decided to post it!! Let me know what you think and please PLEASE send in ideas on what I should write about! I’m fresh out of ideas haha

Jeff Atkins - One Shot (Alternative Ending)

A/N: So this is the promised alternate ending. It’s still a little sad since it is 13 Reasons Why but Jeff lives! Yay! I hope you like it! :)


I think back to the night of Jessica’s party and wonder if things would’ve gone differently if I hadn’t gone. If I hadn’t seen the things I saw. If I hadn’t done the things I did. Before going, I convinced myself that I could start over - that I could be a person that fit in. For a little while I did and it was the most fun I’d had in a long time. Of course you and Jeff were there, surrounded by your usual crowd. Yet you both still found the time to push Clay and I towards each other.


“Justin, Jessica’s looking for you in the kitchen.” You yelled over the music before you caught sight of Hannah.

“Hannah, hey!” You smiled crossing the room, careful not to drop the cup in your hand. “You made it. I’m loving the new hair.”

You were always extra affectionate when you drank and without even asking, you ran your fingers through her hair to full appreciate the natural curl of it before you hugged her.

“Thank you!” She smiled with a chuckle, returning your hug. “Someone’s been drinking, huh?”

“Hell yeah! It’s my turn. I was designated driver last week, this week it’s Jeff’s turn.” You laughed, motioning to your hubby in the corning talking to Zach and Monty.

“Well - that’s responsible.” She returned.

“Hey - Clay’s here, being his usual secluded self.” You smirked, as her cheeks turned a bright red. “You should go say hi and bring him out of his shell.”

“What?” Her eyes widened as if you’d just made the most outrageous statement she’d ever heard. “No. I - I wouldn’t want to bother him.”

“Y/N!” Jeff called from the backyard. “Zach thinks he can finally take you at beer pong!”

“That so Dempsey?” You yelled back with a laugh, then looked at Hannah with a smirk. “Only way this is going to be fair is if you catch up to me. Hannah’s going to take you on first!”

“Oh it’s on!” He laughed.

“Hannah! Hannah! Hannah!” Jeff and Monty started chanting getting the whole room to follow along.

Hannah smiled again, lowering her eyes to the ground.

“One game, just to get some liquid courage in you.” You laughed, placing a hand on her back as you lead her outside. “Then you go find Clay.”

She laughed, nodding her head as you joined the guys. Jeff wrapped his arm around you and she took one end of the table while Zach took the other.


 As the night went on, Hannah disappeared into the crowd to hopefully find Clay. After beating Zach twice, you ended up making out with Jeff to celebrate your victories. With your arms around his neck, you grinded against him to the rhythm of the song. His hands ran up your thighs grabbing your ass through the fabric of your denim shorts. Breathing in the scent of him, you bit his bottom lip, sweeping your tongue across with with a smirk as you looked him in the eye.

The things this boy made you want to do to him…

“You’re totally spending the night at my house.” He whispered against your lips. “Tell your mom you’re staying at Sheri’s or something.”

“I’ll call her before we leave.” I smirked, kissing him again

As much as your mom loved Jeff, she would much quicker approve of you spending the night at your best friend’s house rather than your boyfriends, but - what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

“Look - “ You motioned your head towards Hannah and Clay walking out to sit by the pool.”

Jeff smiled proudly, watching his friend laugh and giggle. “See, I do give good advice.”

“Yeah, when people actually understand your baseball analogies.” You laughed.

“Hey - they make sense okay? I understand them perfectly.”

“Of course you do baby, that’s what makes you so unique.“ You shook your head with smile, teasing him about the overuse of the word.

The two of them looked over to notice you staring and the two of you looked away quickly, with you nuzzling your face into his neck with giggling uncontrollably. His arms wrapped around your small frame, holding you against him as he laughed, your whole body shaking with his.

“Uh - oh” You sighed, watching as Troy walked over to bother them. “Go get him before he ruins everything.”

“On it!”

He ran over, physically picking Troy up off the ground to bring him back over to the ping pong table. You bit the corner of your lip, watching your lip as he held him up like it was nothing for him, all of his muscles rippling through his shirt.


You shot Hannah and Clay a wink before Jeff’s lips were back on yours, his hands running up through your hair as he held your face.

“Seriously, I don’t know what it is, but you’re lookin extra good tonight. One more hour tops and I’m getting my hands on you.” He whispered, trailing his lips down to your neck.

You held back a moan as his hands ran down your curves again, holding you against his rock solid figure.

“Your hands are always on me.” You laughed, running your fingers through his hair as his tongue glided against your skin.

“You’re goddamn right.” He smirked, his tongue running across his bottom lip as he looked you up and down.

“You’re so bad!” Sheri laughed, playfully hitting your leg as you sat up on the kitchen counter. “This is like the third week in a row. It’s only a matter of time before your mom starts to think you’re a closet lesbian.”

“Who would want that right?” Courtney said, trying to join in with your laughter.

Both of you stopped laughing, your faces turning serious. Neither of you liked Courtney. She was two faced  and one of the most fake people you’d ever met.

Fuck off Courtney.” You replied, no humor in your tone.

Her jaw dropped at your blunt response and she turned around to walk away, almost knocking over Hannah who was coming into the kitchen. You could see the distraught look on her face so you waved her over.

“Hey. What happened? You and Clay were hitting it off.” You asked, noticing the tear stains on her cheeks.

“I screwed it up.” She sighed, shaking her head as she stared at the ground. “Just like I screw everything up.”

“Look. You two have been playing this game for too long.” You jumped down from the counter, cupping her face in your hands. “Give it a couple of minutes and go talk to him about it. Whatever happened - I’m sure it can be talked out. You have to go after what you want Hannah. Make things happen for yourself.”

Sherri nodded in agreement, “Otherwise you’ll go on hating life because things magically work out for you.”

She looked between the two of us and nodded. “Maybe I’ll call him tomorrow. I just want to go home. I’m sure he’s long gone by now.”

You smiled, lifting the corner of her lips into a smile which made her laugh. “That’s a start. Be assertive. That’s how I got Jeff.”

“It’s true.” You heard his voice before he wrapped his arm around your chest from behind. “I was an idiot 8th grader who was too scared to tell her and I guess she’d gotten word of it so one day after school, she marched right up to me, kissed me on the lips, and told me to ask her out. I knew right then that she was the one.”

Sheri and Hannah laughed. Sheri was there that day but Hannah looked at you in disbelief.

“Grab life by the balls, girl. It’s to short for all these games.” You advised with a laugh.

“Hey Sheri, you’re blocking me in.” Jeff spoke up again.

“Let me grab my stuff, I’m taking off anyway. Hannah if you want to head out I can give you a ride.” Sheri offered before they left the room.

“Where you going?” You asked, turning your head to look up at him.

“Thank you ma’am.” Jeff yelled after them. “Going on a quick beer run for the guys.” He answered as you turned around to lean against him.

“Want me to come with?” You asked, pressing kisses along the side of his neck.

“Not if you’re having fun babe. It’ll be super quick.” He laughed as you nibbled along his jawline.

“I have the most fun with you.” You smiled pulling away to take his hands in yours.

“Good answer.” He laughed, throwing an arm around you as he lead you through the crowd.

You waited outside for Shelley to get situated in her car. With your arms wrapped around Jeff’s waist, you looked up at him, smiling as he spoke to someone else across the yard. You always found yourself admiring him whenever you got the chance. He was just a beautiful man inside and out.

He noticed and smiled down at you, leaning down to press a kiss on the tip of your nose.

You laughed, taking one of his hands in yours. “You know what? Its way too nice out to drive. Let’s walk.”

“It’ll be quicker to drive.” He replied with a smile.

“So? We’ve got all night.” You said tugging on his arm.

He raised your arm up making you twirl before pulling you into his arms again, the look of love and adoration in his eyes making you blush. 

“Well when you put it that way.” He laughed.

You waved at Hannah and Sheri who were smitten watching the two of you.

“Drive safe!” You yelled out before you and Jeff started walking down the block. 


As I sat and watched you and Jeff walking down the street - laughing, dancing, playing - I found myself hoping to have someone love me the way you two loved each other. But I had too much baggage. I was too damaged.

As I looked back on these events, I realized my mistakes. I wonder what would’ve happened if I’d listened to you. If I would’ve stayed longer at the dance or gone after Clay right away. I should’ve gone after what I wanted.

And so we come to the reason you’re listening to this tape.

You didn’t have to look out for me all of those times. Nobody else did. You showed me that was genuine people in the world. You showed me that there was such a thing as unconditional love. You showed me that there was such a thing as pure happiness.

And for that, I wanted to say thank you.

I hope you live out the life you’ve always wanted. If anyone deserves to be happy, it’s you and Jeff. 


Your fingers brushed over the Walkman. Tears streamed freely down your face as the tape came to an end. You lifted your eyes to look across the field, immediately finding Jeff. As if sensing you looking, his gaze locked on yours and he blew you a kiss which you pretended to catch like you always did.

His smile brought a smile to your lips and you wiped away your tears. Listening to Hannah’s tapes made you realize just how precious life was. Just how precious the people around you were. Just how quickly they could be taken from you.

Baseball practice came to an end and you walked onto the field to jump into Jeff’s arms. He caught you, lifting you off the ground to spin you around. Every time you touched felt like the first even after all this time of being together.

Yet it felt better this time. You held onto him tightly like it would be the last time. You don’t know what you would’ve done if you lost Jeff. He was your reason for living and breathing. He your best friend. You’re soul mate.

 “Damn baby.” He laughed, putting you down. “I know you like the way I look in my game pants but…”

“Well you’re ass does look incredible.” You smiled as he threw his arm over your shoulder.

“I love you.” He laughed, pulling you into kiss your lips.

 “I love you baby.” You smiled resting your head against his chest to listen to the sound of his heart beating. “For now and forever.”

A/N: Also, if you have any requests for a Jeff imagine, let me know. :)

***As always, none of the gifs are mine. 

anonymous asked:

djsnakaoqka your 70s kai au killed me!! are you thinking of doing a blast to the past au for bts too? lol i'm in love with the idea of bts in the 70s

a special friend of mine really likes the idea of roller disco!jimin so here he is~

  • is the most famous disco skater in town,,,like if you say his name everyone in the rooms like of course we know him, he knows how to boogie!
  • and jimin,,,,,,although he’s basically infamous,,,,is still as shy and polite as they come
  • holding up doors for old ladies and getting red when someone pays him a compliment 
  • but when he’s skating,,,,to music,,,,,,,it’s like he’s completely different person
  • with his high-waisted corduroy’s, shimmery long shirts, and scarves,,,,,like he’s a boy to die for,,,,,,,
  • hoseok’s always saying “doesn’t jimin have a body like a brick house!” and jimin is like heY ,,,, dont make me all embarrassed and hoseok is like sorry cat but it’s true!! the ladies lo-
  • yoongi: hoseok if u dont shut ur damn trap we’re gonna have to book it down the hall when the principal hears you 
  • and when he comes to the rink everyone’s always egging him on to dance,,,,asking the DJ to play a kool & the gang song and going “c’mon jimmy do us a solid and show us your moves!”
  • jimin seems a little flustered,,but the second the song is on he’s ready and the entire place can’t help to start dancing when he does because he just makes it look so damn addictive
  • and you know jimin,,,,,,,it’s hard not to, but you don’t expect that once you get a job at the roller rink that you’re going to become the apple of jimin’s eye (but you do hehe)
  • because the minute you start working concession there on the weekends,,,,jimin cannot stop looking at you
  • you don’t notice it much,,, because you’re busy with serving soda and snacks to rowdy teenagers and lovestruck couples
  • but everyone else can see it,,,,,,,especially jimin’s buddies who keep nudging him and telling him to go over and talk to you
  • but also,,,,,jimin stops skating
  • because he ends up sitting across the rink daydreaming about you,,,,with your nice hair and sparkling eyes and,,,,,,,all around cute personality
  • jungkook once plays a trick and goes over to get some food only to come back and be like “told them you were digging them jimin, go over there and get their number you fry!”
  • jimin had bolted upright and almost tripped over his skates because no no nO jungkook you didn’t?????
  • jungkook, shoving his face full of fries was like “pSYCHE, but you should have seen the look on your face!!! seriously though, they seem cool go talk to them”
  • jimin just sits back down, shaking his head,,,,,,everyone sighing and trying to get him to at least get in the rink and skate
  • but he’s,,,,,,entranced by you,,,,,,,,,
  • jin: don’t you think this is too much
  • taehyung: right on,,,,,but what can we do?
  • you,,,,obliviously keep doing your job until you notice something seems off the last couple of days
  • people,,,,,aren’t having as much fun,,,,,,,,,and you ask the manager to switch up the music but he claims he’s playing all the best hits but then what is it?????
  • that’s when you spot jimin,,,,leaning against the rink,,,,,,but not dancing or skating
  • frowning, you get your own skates on and skate across the rink, tapping him on the shoulder
  • turning around, jimin nearly chokes on his words when he sees you up close and you’re like “this place is a drag, we need your moves!” 
  • jimin feels the heat rise to his face and he’s like “,,,,thanks,,,but i,,,,,,just wanna hang loose till the others-”
  • you pull his hand and slowly jimin stands up with a confused look on his face and you’re like “c’mon, the tunes aren’t too bad - let me see you work that magic!”
  • jimin blinks,,,,pretty sure his entire face goes red and he’s like “i,,,,this song-”
  • you yell out of your shoulder “play some MJ!” and grinning back at jimin you motion for him to start
  • the song blares through the rink and bored looking teenagers start to move,,,,just a bit and jimin wants to say something but,,,,the music,,,,,,,,,
  • and soon enough you see him, fluid like water, dancing around the rink doing twirls and moves you thought weren’t possible on skates
  • and he’s dancing circles around you, making you grin under the turning neon lights of the rink
  • and around you other couples and teens are dancing too
  • jimin reaches out and you take his hand, the two of you spinning on your skates and grinning at each other
  • when the song ends,,,,you look at jimin and you’re like “groovy, let’s do it again!”
  • jimin nods and pulls you closer this time,,,,stuttering out a “is this ok??”
  • you move his hands to be on your hips and smile even wider 
  • “it’s better than ok, it’s slammin’!”
  • as you and jimin dance around the rink hoseok skates by too and goes 
  • “i think im looking at disco royalty, you two are super cute!”
  • blushing jimin tries to reach out and grab him, but you pull jimin back over to you and kiss the tip of his nose making him almost lose his footing as you wink and skate toward the center of the rink
  • and jimin thinks,,,,this is what all those disco love songs are about - this feeling right here hehe
You Deserve Happiness

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader, God!Chuck

Word Count: 956

Warnings: angst/fluff

Requested by anon: Fic where Luci and reader are together, and a rogue angel stabs her with an angel blade so Luci tries to save her but he couldn’t because it’s an angelical injury kind of thing. Reader is brought back by Chuck bc he thinks Luci deserves better?

It was almost dark out and you and Lucifer were walking through the park.  As an angel you found the night sky to be one of the most beautiful things about Earth, next to the humans that populated it.  It was fair to say that you weren’t like the rest of the angels in heaven.  Not only because you actually liked humans, but because you were in love with Lucifer.  It was one thing every other angel in heaven couldn’t understand, and never would.

“[Y/N] why do you like it here,” Lucifer asked impatiently.  “These humans…  They don’t care about you or I.  They hardly care about each other.  Not to mention they’re incredibly flawed.”

“I find beauty in flaw,” you answered simply.  “Humans can change and so can we.  No one is perfect, not you, not I, not anyone.”  You laced your fingers with Lucifer’s, nodding up at the sky.  “Look at all those beautiful stars.  There are too many to count.  Not even I could count them all.”

“Why would you want to,” Lucifer scoffed.  “They’re just gaseous blobs.”

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alpacalypticpotatoes  asked:

Ladybug+chat noir+tears+angry

find the prompt list here

“Chat, I’m serious, stop following me. This isn’t working.”

“What do you mean this isn’t working?” Adrien landed clumsily beside her and the chimney, angry tears filling his eyes. He was trying his best to keep it together, he really was, so Ladybug saying outright in such a decided tone of voice that it ‘wasn’t working’ threatened to push him over the edge. “We’re not done here yet, Ladybug, we have to follow that stupid butterfly!” As he spoke he eyed the white speck, growing ever fainter against the dying twilit sky. Anxiety gripped him at the thought of losing it, but when he lunged for the top of the chimney to continue the chase again, Ladybug seized his arm and hauled him back down to the rooftop.

“No, I have to follow it,” Ladybug insisted. “You, go home.”

Adrien gaped at her. “What is your problem?” he spat. “I’ve done nothing but worship you since the day we met and I’ve worked my ass off since the day we found out Hawkmoth’s identity, and now you’re just sending me away like a dog?”

The look on her face suggested he had smacked her, but at the moment, he was too hurt to care. But the seconds ticked on, and her lip began to quiver, he started to rethink his words. But before he could say anything else her face hardened and her lip curled, and she shoved him so hard that his back hit the chimney and stayed there. “What is your problem?” she shouted. “That’s my line, Chat, what is your problem? Ever since we found out you’ve been– I don’t even know!” Throwing her hands up, she stepped haughtily away from him to hit him with a long, hard look, but the anger was somewhat dampened by a glisten in her eyes. “You’ve been off your game,” she said softly.

Adrien scowled again. The butterfly had definitely gotten away by now, and that was just perfect, wasn’t it? One more day of this bullshit. “I’m sorry, am I weighing you down?”

“What– no!” Ladybug burst. “See, this is exactly what I’m talking about! Of course you’re not weighing me down, Chat, you’re just not – not yourself! I’m worried about you. You’re distracted. Angry. Irritable. You keep stepping into harm’s way and I don’t know what I’d do if something were to happen to you. I don’t think I could…”

“H-hey,” Adrien said weakly, reaching toward her but faltering at the last second. Oh, man, he was such an idiot. “Don’t cry, Ladybug. I’m sorry. God, I’m such an ass.”

“Don’t apologize. Just tell me what’s wrong.”

He’d spent his entire life learning how to school his facial expressions into the exact ones he needed to hide his real emotions. Unfortunately, Ladybug knew him too well to fall for it. 

“No, stop,” she insisted. “If you say ‘nothing’ again I’m seriously going to punch your face off.” 

Despite himself, he smiled.

Ladybug’s responding smile outshone his by miles. “Huh, haven’t seen that in weeks. Not since…” 

Her smile faltered into something more thoughtful, which made Adrien’s heart plunge and his blood run cold. Keeping this from her had been not only torture, but one of the most challenging things he’d ever done as Chat Noir. If she even got close to the right track, she would figure it out instantly. She was too clever not to. 

“You know him, don’t you?” 

Unfortunately, Adrien couldn’t decide which emotion he was supposed to feel if the true answer was ‘no’ quickly enough to paint it on his face before Ladybug saw the real answer. 

“Thought so,” she hummed. “Chat, I know what I said about our identities. I know what I said about talking about our personal lives. But you’re my partner. You’re my best friend. If you have some sort of connection with Gabriel Agreste, I want to know, not only because it affects our team dynamic but because it’s obviously affecting you. Please,” she whispered, “just tell me.”

“And what if I did?” he whispered back. “What if he was my… What if deciding to keep on fighting him was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do?”

“Then, if that were true, I would say that I was proud of you. And…” Adrien’s breath caught in his chest as her gloved hand came to rest on his cheek. Warmth radiated from her wide, sapphire eyes and soothed the hurricane that had been brewing inside him for weeks, by the smallest degree, like a candle in the night. “And I would say that I still love you, Adrien.”

Invisible, Chapter Seventeen

Summary: Cursed as a child, you have lived your entire life invisible and alone. When deaths start happening in your town, the Winchesters come rolling in to investigate. What will happen when Dean is the first one who has been able to see you since you were a kid? Will Sam believe that you’re real? Will Dean believe you when you tell him you haven’t killed anyone? And why, after all of this time, is Dean Winchester the only one who can see you?

Invisible Masterlist - Previous Chapter

word count: ~1900

warnings: canon typical violence, injury

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From Firenze with love| One.

Author’s note: Part Two will be out tomorrow so stay tuned! Feedback will be appreciated and if you want to send me request, headcanons, etc about Marvel characters or Seb’s characters or Eggsy, feel free to do it!

Words: 1,896.

Warnings: None.

Pairing: Eggsy Unwin x Reader.

Originally posted by cast-away-my-doubt

“Excuse me, sir?”

“You heard me, Morgana” Merlin replied without taking his eyes off the screen of his tablet. His long fingers moved quickly as he tapped. You raised your eyebrow and tried to ignore Eggsy’s smug grin. “You and Eggsy will go undercover as Lord Blackwood and his fiancée, Mademoiselle Garnier. We decided it was safer for you two if Eggsy kept his British nationality”

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princesskait007  asked:

I am in love with your writing! Absolutely love it. How about Merlin x trainee!reader where Merlin is teaching how to get out of various knots and it turns into light bondage and lots of sexual tension that Merlin knows he's inflicting on the reader.

mmmm yes merlin x trainee!reader is full of tension and sneaky around and i love it.

merlin x trainee!reader ; tactical knots.

You’d made it relatively far in the screening process. With only five more candidates vying for the position of Agent Percival, this gave the rest of you time to pick up new skills and learn in an open classroom setting new tactics to save either your own hide or your pal’s.

And now here you are, hands bound to the back of a chair while Merlin paces back and forth in front of you, explaining knot techniques to your four other competitors.

Had it been anyone else doing this, tying you up in intricate knots, you wouldn’t have had such a flushed look on your face. Seriously, put Arthur or maybe Galahad up here… Merlin knows exactly what he was up to.

It was a well-kept secret that you two had been… intimate these last few months.

Perhaps seducing the Kingsman Chief of Operations wasn’t your smartest move, but in all honesty you really hadn’t meant to. Merlin could firmly say that falling head over heels for a recruit was the last thing he needed. He was a busy man with no time for romance, but…

All you have to do is look at him and he nearly falls apart. For god’s sake, you were smart and kind and humble and gorgeous. It was hard to tell you no, honestly, but Merlin can’t say he minds. He’s told you before that this isn’t allowed, but you’re so deep in this you don’t care. He’s not complaining.  Especially not if you’re dragging him into coat closets with every chance you get just to prove the point.

The recruits really didn’t need to learn how to get out of knots this intricate. It was a very rare situation they most likely wouldn’t find themselves in, however Merlin had a score to settle.

You’d left a rather nasty hickey above his collar. It was dark purple and angry, a mark of lust that left Merlin the topic of discussion through the entire Tech Department. He swore, if anyone else asked him who the lucky girl was…

And so now here you are, tightly bound in the metal chair behind him and he can hardly hold back a smirk. When Elliot, the strapping lad from Devonshire, raises his hand and asks about how to remove himself from a chest bind, Merlin nearly laughs in his face. These kids are making it too easy.

As if today hadn’t been tough enough - Merlin had strayed from his usual outfit choice and opted simply for a white dress shirt and tie. With sleeves pushed up past his elbows, he looks a bit more rugged than usual. Though, the heat was no doubt to blame for it. Afternoon PT nearly killed the lot of you. That didn’t change how hard it was to not oogle at Merlin though, and you swear that girl Emelie had seen you sneak him a wink during today’s Topography lesson. Merlin slipped over his words then, surging your pride.

That was short lived, though.

You’re inwardly cursing now, knee bouncing up and down as you wait for this all to be over. Merlin is a smug bastard, eyes meeting your own as he slips a wink your way. His smirk is simply devilish.

“Good question, Elliot,” Merlin rumbles as he circles behind your chair, bending at the knees to grasp another length of rope. “Chest binds are a bit more difficult.”

You could have died right then and there, you swear. Crouched in front of you, Merlin works skillfully to loop a series of tight knots across your chest. You feel like your face is on fire. Calloused hands move as if he’s done this a thousand times before, and you try your best to ignore the smug look he’s giving you as he ties the knots. His voice is a low rumble, quiet enough that only you can hear it.

“Payback’s a bitch, isn’t she, love?”

Race - Requested

Sam Holland x Reader, Harry Holland x Reader

Words: 1,599

Requested by: @voidxkenobi; I really, really hope you like it. Your other request is on its way :)

“I wanted to request a Harry and Sam imagine where they try to win the reader’s attention.”

This is my first ever requested fic, so I really, really apologise if it’s not up to par. If you have any requests, please message or comment below. Thanks so much!


It was a rather hot day today, the sweat was making your thighs stick together uncomfortably. You looked to the air condition in your room, it was almost like it was taunting you.

“C’mon, you sodding thing, do your job!” you yelled at it, the heat making you aggravated

The sound of your voice bounced off your bedroom walls. You sighed and shook your head, it was never a good sign when you started to yell at inanimate objects. With a huff, you picked up your phone and called up one of your best friends.


“Harry fucking Holland, you better pick up or else-“


“-I’m going to fuck you up so bad. I fucking swear it,-“

“Hello?” a female voice finally answered

“-your life will be hell-Oh, hello?”

“Y/N? Hi, love!” Harry’s mum, Nikki, greeted you

Crap. You wished she didn’t hear any of the threats you were giving her son.

“Hi, Nikki! How are you?” you asked politely, trying to cover for yourself

She laughed through the other end of the line. “I’m rather good. Harry and Sam are busy, I’m afraid. They’re working on-“

“Is that Y/N?” you heard a voice in the background

“Yes, it is. But I was telling her you two were busy.” Nikki’s voice sounded farther away

“No. No, I’m not busy! Hello?” Harry’s deep voice finally filled your ears

You couldn’t help but chuckle at him. “Busy?” you asked teasingly

“What? Me? Love, I’m never busy for you.” He flirted unashamedly

Just as you were about to reply, you hear Harry groan in pain.

“Harry? Harry, what happened? Are you alright?”

“Hey, Y/N!” another deep voice greeted you


You didn’t think you were ever going to get sick of these twins’ antics. The picture was clear in your head, Sam had either wrestled Harry for the phone or hit him for it.

“Hey, Sam. Listen, it’s rather hot and my AC decided to be a shit today, can we go out for some ice cream?”

Sam felt his heart race with anticipation, he hasn’t been able to hang out with you for quite some time. Same goes for Harry.

“Yes. Definitely. We’re going to Joanie’s, I presume?” he felt a gust of pride for remembering your favourite ice cream parlour

You, in turn, felt a new rush of excitement. Oh, come on. Ice cream at your favourite place with your best friends? The day was already looking up.

“Hell. Yes. I’m going to get ready, see you two in a bit!”

“I’ll be there, love.” Sam was just about to end the call when Harry snatched the phone out of his hands

“He means we! We’ll be there, Y/N!” Harry interjected

The last thing you heard before ending the call was Harry saying,

“Alright, look here you twat. She called me, not you-“

Those silly boys, you thought to yourself with a smile. You dressed quickly, throwing on the first decent outfit you could come up with.

“I’m going out!” you yelled to the occupants of your house as you jogged out the door

It wasn’t far so you opted to walk. The sun was shining, its light breaking into fragments through the tall trees that lined the street. Your walk to the ice cream parlour was uneventful, though you stopped every so often to pet some dogs you saw on the way.

Joanie’s was your absolute favourite place in this city, as you stepped through the doors, you were reminded of why. You felt as though you took a step back in time with every visit.

There was a functioning jukebox in the corner, Sinatra crooning softly through the speakers. The white pinstriped walls were hung with vintage photographs and the black and white checkered floor was so shiny, you could see your reflection in it as you walked to one of the red vinyl booths next to the window.

You slid into the seat and waited patiently for the twins to arrive. You turned you back to the window, perusing the list of flavours hung on top of the counter.

As you were deciding between two of them, a bell chimed, signaling someone’s entrance. You looked over to see Harry striding confidently towards you with a sweet smile on his face.

You stood up to greet him and he engulfed you in a big hug, Harry was such a hugger even though he vehemently denied it. You two pulled away and Harry took a moment to admire your gorgeous face.

“You look beautiful today, Y/N.”

Heat flooded your cheeks as you looked up at your tall friend. Your moment was interrupted by the parlour door slamming open. You didn’t notice the way Harry squeezed his eyes shut in mild annoyance.

Looking over Harry’s shoulder, you saw Sam stalking towards you. He was drenched in sweat and he had a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“Sam’s here!”

“Perfect.” Harry muttered under his breath

Sam threw Harry a dirty look as he passed him but when he looked at you his smile was genuine. He handed you the flowers and he hugged you tightly.

“Oh wow! Sam, you shouldn’t have.” You took a whiff of the gorgeous arrangement and exhaled contentedly

“Yeah, Sam. You really shouldn’t have,” Harry grumbled from behind his twin

The three of you sat in you booth. Harry slid in first, followed by you, then Sam. It was a tight squeeze, seeing as you were all sitting on the same side.

“So, uh, Sam. Why are you all sweaty? And why didn’t you two arrive together?” you asked, gently placing Sam’s bouquet on the table

Sam chuckled. “It’s a funny story actually,” He smirked at Harry threateningly

“I was just about to get my bike, you see. But-OW WHAT THE HELL?!” he suddenly exclaimed, rubbing his ear.

From behind your back, Harry had tugged Sam’s earlobe, hard.

You whipped around and glared at both boys. “What is happening here? You guys are being stranger than usual.”

“Nothing! C’mon, Sam. Let’s go get Y/N some ice cream! S’cuse us, love.” Harry gently maneuvered around you and walked with Sam to the counter

That wasn’t weird at all.

You moved to the opposite seat so wouldn’t have to be caught in the twins’ crossfire. They returned, glass bowls of colourful ice cream in their hands. Sam placed the bowl of (insert favourite ice cream flavor here) in front of you with a warm smile.

They both made a move to sit next to you again but you held up a finger.

“No. Go sit over there.” You commanded, pointing to the seats you were previously occupying

The twins frowned but did as you said, sitting in front of you. The initial weirdness thankfully dissipated as you all chatted and ate, you noticed though how Sam and Harry would talk over each other and try to best the other’s stories.

“Oh crap,” you said as your spoon hit the bottom of your glass bowl with a tiny clink “I’m all out.”

It was like an electric current passed through the twins, they both scrambled to grab your empty bowl, almost knocking over their own.

“Whoa!” you exclaimed as you lifted your bowl over your head

You looked at them with an incredulous look on your face. “Seriously?”

They began elbowing each other in what they thought was an inconspicuous manner.

“Let me get that for you, Y/N.” Sam reached up to gently cup your hands

“No, let me, Y/N.” Harry also placed his hands on yours

You quickly let your bowl go so that both of them were holding it in the air like idiots. Crossing your arms, you gave them what they knew was your death glare. They quickly set the bowl down and crossed their arms on the table.

If you weren’t so bewildered by their behavior, you would have found it cute how they were looking right at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Okay. Tell me what’s going on.” you demanded sternly

The twins eyed each other before Harry nodded at Sam.

“I want to take you on a date.” he confessed to you, cheeks turning pink

“And so do I.” Harry added

“But we sort of want you to.. Choose?” Sam told you sheepishly

You were absolutely floored. “You’re joking.”

They shook their heads in unison.

“We’ve been discussing this for a while now. I was supposed to ask you when I arrived but, Sam interrupted.” Harry couldn’t help the accusatory tone that laced his words

Sam, in turn, rolled his eyes. He then looked to you expectantly, Harry did the same.

Wow. In all your years of knowing these boys, you don’t think they’ve ever looked at you like that before.

You sighed, letting your shoulders sag. Your eyes met theirs, brown and green.

“Well, I guess I’d have to say,” The twins held their breath.

“You’ll have to catch me first!”

Slipping swiftly out of the booth, you ran outside Joanie’s. Two sets of hurried footsteps were hot on your trail, they were going to catch up with you in a second if you didn’t think fast. You spotted Sam’s bike leaning against a potted plant.


You hopped on and raced away. Your laugh was the only thing the twins reached as they stepped outside. Sam caught a glimpse of you on his bike, turning a corner. He looked to Harry, who had spotted you as well.

They gave each other a knowing smile before they both took off running after you.

This was going to be fun.