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Haikyuu Senior Quotes
  • Daichi Sawamura: Highschool is hard when you have to take care of seven children.
  • Sugawara Koushi: I wouldn't be here without google
  • Asahi Azumane: Actually, all my systems are nervous.
  • Nishinoya Yuu: I may be short, but you're still below me
  • Tanaka Ryunosuke: The roof is not my son, but I will raise it
  • Hinata Shoyo: I understood nothing.
  • Kageyama Tobio: Goats are like mushrooms, if you shoot a duck, I'm scared of toasters.
  • Tsukishima Kei: It's pronounced 'kay' not 'key'.
  • Yamaguchi Tadashi: Yes, Tadashi, like the Disney movie.
  • Oikawa Tooru: They say nobody's perfect, but here I am.
  • Iwaizumi Hajime: I stopped trying in the 6th grade.
  • Kuroo Tetsuro: The entire cat population is my friend.
  • Kenma Kozume: Highschool is like riding a bike, except the bike is on fire and the ground is on fire. Everything is on fire because it was hell.
  • Bokuto Koutarou: Every pizza is a personal pizza if you try hard enough.
  • Akaashi Keiji: I paid more attention to my boyfriend's ass than chemistry.

My Top Ten School Revenge/School Shooting Movies

Honorable Mentions: State’s Evidence (2006)  and White Rabbit (2013)

10. The Life Before Her Eyes (2007)

“A woman’s survivor’s guilt from a Columbine-like event twenty years ago causes her present-day idyllic life to fall apart.“

9. Home Room (2002)

“A high school shooting has repercussions on the town and students.“

8. Duck! The Carbine High Massacre (1999)

“Derwin and Derick, Neo-Nazis, plan to commit a school shooting and kill themselves after a sick joke by the school jocks.“

7. The Dirties (2013)

“Two best friends are filming a comedy about getting revenge on the bullies at their high school. One of them isn’t joking.“

6. Klass (2007)

“An average guy of an Estonian high-school decides to defend his bullied classmate. This starts war between him and the informal leader of the class. As teenagers’ honour is a touchy thing, everything ends in bloodshed.“

5. We Need To Talk About Kevin (2011)

“Kevin’s mother struggles to love her strange child, despite the increasingly vicious things he says and does as he grows up. But Kevin is just getting started, and his final act will be beyond anything anyone imagined.“

4. Elephant (2003)

“Several ordinary high school students go through their daily routine as two others prepare for something more malevolent.“

3. Zero Day (2003)

“Two troubled adolescents chronicle the events that ultimately lead up to a terrifying assault on their school.“

2. April Showers (2009)

“A look inside a tragedy through the eyes of a survivor. Based on actual events, April Showers is about picking up the pieces in the direct aftermath of school violence.“

1. Bang Bang You’re Dead (2002)

“Trevor is a troubled high school student, thanks to the effects of bullying. This is the story of his fight to break free.“

bts yearbook quotes

“Waking up is the second hardest thing in the morning.” -Kim Namjoon

“Hannah Montana says nobody’s perfect, but here I am.” -Kim Seokjin

“Cheaters never win, but I just graduated.”-Min Yoongi 

“The roof is not my son, but I will raise it.” -Jung Hoseok 

“I spent 113,880 hours of my life to receive a handshake and a piece of paper.” -Park Jimin

“Goats are like mushrooms, if you shoot a duck, I’m scared of toasters.” -Kim Taehyung 

“Education is important, but big biceps are importanter.” -Jeon Jungkook

norrihiddleskittycap  asked:

Fanfic Request: You and Gaston happily married with children (all the romantic fluffiness!).

i told myself i needed to write a fic BUT I WAS LIKE “HEADCANONS INSTEAD”

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

  • Living in the countryside away from the hustle bustle of village life. Probably a simple far, a place where Gaston can clear his head and be himself without having to worry or put up a facade for others. He loves it really, and he wouldn’t ask for anything else.
    • A place where he can literally put his feet up (You only rub them when you feel like it, he doesn’t actually pressure you to do it). A place where he can enjoy a beer in silence. A place where he can think and be with the things that matter to him.
      • The two of you are always up early enough to watch the sun rise. Imagine sitting beside Gaston, watching the sky change color in front of you. He wraps his arms around you and tugs you closer. A small kiss is placed to your forehead. A few more minutes before your children wake up, he thinks. That’s all he needed. Was a few more minutes alone with you in quiet and peace.
  • Imagine the two of you being lucky enough to have a boy and a girl. 
    • Gaston loves them so freaking much, and actually, they look a lot like him. Dark hair(thick hair), same skin tone and they both happen to have his stubbornness. (Which can cause problems sometimes.) Gaston actually fights you on this sometimes(Playfully) and tells you that they look a lot more like you, “I can see your smile in theirs when they laugh”. Rolling your eyes teasingly, you kiss his lips softly and whisper, “You old romantic.”
      • Imagine him tangling flowers into his daughters hair after she asks him to do it. He knows he’s not good at it but he still tries. She gives him a warm kiss to his cheek when he finishes and she scurries off to show you. “Momma, momma look what papa did!!” 
        You look down at her, smiling brightly, “It’s so pretty.” You brush a stray hair out of her face, “Your papa is so good at that, huh? He puts them in my hair too.”
        She nods happily and looks back at Gaston with an even wider smile. He feels his heart melt.
      • She probably convinces him to let her put flowers in his hair too. Just imagine that. She looks at him sternly, grasps the sides of his face and brings his head down enough so she can reach his hair. You’re standing off to the side, watching him with your son in your lap. Laughing quietly, you urge her to continue. Gaston gives you a playful glare. “I hope those are purple flowers. Purple is a good color for me.” He says to his daughter with a small laugh. Your son joins in eventually and he starts putting flowers in Gaston’s hair, coordinating with his sister as to what color he needed. 
        • Imagine Gaston taking his son hunting. But, while preparing, his daughter comes up and asks if she can come as well. After talking to you, and you agreeing, he takes both of them with him. Imagine his son holding onto the back of Gaston’s jacket and holding his sisters hand while they track. Both of them are super invested.
          • Imagine them coming back and your son is literally about to bounce off the walls because he actually managed to shoot a duck. Your daughter is resting on Gaston’s shoulders as she got tired on the way home.
            You take her carefully, rocking her back to sleep as she stirred with the movement as Gaston places a gentle kiss to your cheek before beaming proudly.
            “He’s going to be a good hunter, just like his father.” He looks at your son, still going on and on about what he had done. You see his father in his personality.
  • Gaston tells them about his time during the War before bedtime. Says it’s their bedtime story. You usually sit and listen.
    • “When I was younger,” He pauses and reflects, “much younger….”
      • Your son gets so excited hearing about it because wow, his father was a hero.
      • Your daughter on the other hand, likes the ending when Gaston explains how he met you and how he fell in love with you after the War and how you bring out the best in him and how much he really does love you and them.
        • “Your mother was so…” He has to think about his word choice, “Beautiful… Gorgeous… She swept me away and hasn’t let me life a day without her beauty ever since.”
  • Monitoring your PDA because your kids do not appreciate it when you kiss each other in front of them.
    • Your son pretends to gag and your daughter yelling at you to “STOP KISSING.”
      • Sufficing on gazes, small kisses to the cheek and Gaston wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you closer until the kids are put to bed.
  • I was about to say ‘don’t get me started on domestic Gaston’ but get me started please.
    • Absolutely a man who tries to cook you breakfast for your birthday but almost burns down the entire house. He just doesn’t cook often enough to know.  He ends up getting help from the kids, and things turn out okay. (He only burned it a little).
      • Probably tries to do the dishes here and there too(Especially when he’s sucking up to you). Always tells you, “That’s a really good workout for your arms. I’m surprised they’re not as big as mine.” You roll your eyes, flexing your arm teasingly. “Aren’t they?”
        • You asking him to help you with cleaning the house and doing the laundry, and for a second he looks at you like “who do you think you’re talking to?” but the glare you give him back gets him to agree and he ends up helping the kids take the laundry outside to dry. 
          • Gaston lifting up your daughter as she pins clothes to the line to dry. Your son tugs on his shirt, begging to be picked up too.
            • When you go out to check on them, the basket of laundry is still sitting there and Gaston is on his back, the two kids on top of him. They’re all laughing. Gaston catches eyes with you, “They’ve got me pinned, (Name). I can’t move!”
  • It’s late at night and the two of you had just put the kids to sleep after what seemed like hours of wrestling them into bed in the first place. You sigh softly, gazing at your love before making your way to the kitchen to clean and put away dishes before bed. Gaston looks at his children a few seconds longer before following you.
    Leaning against the doorway between the kitchen and living space, he smiles slightly, “I know I told you that two children were enough for me, but have you ever thought…?”
    “About having another one?” You asked, finishing his sentence. Tilting your head to the side, you could feel the heat hit your face. “I wouldn’t mind… three more even.”
    He smirks softly, making his way towards you. Kissing the back of your neck and then the shell of your ear, he murmurs to you, “Three? A bit too eager, are you?”

MMMM BOI I HOPE THOSE WERE OKAY. if you liked them, i can make more! Thank you for reading! Reblogs and likes are appreciated! 

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Huddling for warmth or they'll die, sexual tension results -I can never get enough

I love this trope a whole lot, anon. thanks for sending it in! hope you like it :)


Clarke lets her head fall back against the wall with a thump. It’s only been a couple of hours, and already her phone is dead, her ass is aching from the hard concrete floor, and she’s starting to shiver.

It wasn’t her fault she got locked in the lab. Really.

She’d insisted Monty go home when he offered to stay back with her, telling him she just had a few more things to finish up. She thinks better with a clean workstation, but she’s not in the habit of tidying as she goes, so every now and then she stays an extra twenty minutes after work to clean up. How could she have known the big storage room– kept at a specific, chilly temperature– locks from the outside after hours?

There was no way she could’ve anticipated it, though that doesn’t stop her from berating herself the longer she sits, cold and annoyed and bored.

She’s done everything she can think of to do. She tried to call for help, but found that she had no service. Tried banging on the doors, but that’s useless when nobody is around to hear her.

So she resigned herself to her fate– spending the night right where she sat. She played games on her phone until she realized she’d want it throughout the night to check the time. She organized the shelves, built a tower out of tissue boxes, and set out paper towels to sit on, protecting herself from the cold, cold floor. But now it’s eight thirty, far too early to go to sleep, and she’s out of ideas.

Another thump as her head falls back against the wall again. And another. It’s been two and a half hours, is she already going crazy?

All of a sudden, the door opens.

She squints against the brightness, momentarily blinded.

“Holy shit,” someone says, as she blinks furiously. “Are you okay?”

“Thank god,” she sighs, scrambling to her feet, her limbs stiff. When she looks up again, she can make out the figure of a security guard, just as he steps further in. Too far. “No, no, no–” she cries, rushing toward the door, but it’s too late. It shuts behind him with an ominous locking sound. She swears and beats on it with her palms, knowing it’s no use.

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other concept: wilson and cuddy at a bar and she’s like “how come I can’t go on ONE good date and you have ten guys following you around at all times” and wilson is like “you can get anyone to fall for you if you create romance!! you’re too honest and you wanna be yourself on dates! that’s not how it works! if I started acting like we’d been married for three years on date three I would never get a call back” and cuddy is “wanna bet?” and wilson says “bring it on. pick anyone in this bar. I’ll go on one good date with them to reel them in and then if I start being myself around them they will never call me back. I promise.” and cuddy, recognizing the abrasive genius she heard about at med school, points across the room and is like “ok make THAT guy fall in love with you and I’ll make you department head”

on the other side of the bar: chase and cameron complain about their love lives and house lectures them that “if you’re really yourself with anyone they leave and them’s the facts. anyone who is making it is faking it. I could fake it if I wanted to but I don’t want to.” foreman has been looking off into the distance because he thinks he’s too smart for this conversation but he chips in “you’re saying YOU could fake it?” and house says “I bet I could get anyone here to fall for me” so everyone goes in on that bet for 100 bucks.

So house and wilson approach each other at the bar (house wanting wilson to fall for him and wilson determined to be the opposite of his usual sweaterboy self) and have one magical night where they eat eat funnel cake at the fare and wilson wins house a big teddy bear by shooting a bunch of ducks.

then wilson whips out his all of his worst habits (he thinks) and starts moving his shit into house’s apartment, cooking overly fancy meals and buying them matching sweaters….adopts a dog for them and calls her their daughter to make it really over the top (buys her a diamond collar)

except the plot of how to lose a guy in ten days never actually kicks in cause house finds all of wilson’s bad habits cute?? he kind of…begrudgingly likes the dog and the sweaters and finding wilson in his kitchen cooking lasagna one day when he gets home from work??? the only problem is he can’t suppress his absolute nightmare of a personality for much longer and it’s not even about the bet anymore but surprise wilson likes his terrible personality and they live happily ever after

Fake date - Larcana Oneshot

As promised, my special present for @keiid . I don’t need to explain what it is, right?

I shipped them even more while I was writing this. Hope you like it.


- You can see the future with your cards? - asked Larcade, surprised.

- Not only the future - answered Cana -. I can see the present too. But I can’t see specific names or people in it.

- What they say about me?

- Let’s see - Cana shuffled the cards and put them on the table -. There are three important men in your life. Those are your father, your uncle and your brother, right?

- Right.

- And two women. One is your mother, that’s for sure. You have a girlfriend?

- No. It’s Llum.

- Your pegasus?

- She was my only friend before joining Fairy Tail. She’s with me since I was very little.

- You made more friends here?

- It’s funnier than I thought, to have friends. What else they say?

- Eh? Oh, yes. You still have insecurities about yourself, but you are a great friend. And you are a romantic guy.

- You know this from the cards?

- It’s not true?

- It is. But I never fell in love or had a girlfriend, so I don’t know if the last one is true.

- You want to check it?

- What is your proposal?

- My hometown makes a festival. I go every year, and every year weird dudes try to seduce me.

- You weren’t born in Magnolia?

- I’m from a little town near here. I go every year to remember my mother. She died when I was very little.

- I’m sorry about that.

- Don’t worry. It happened a long time ago. So, my proposal is a fake date.

- A fake date?

- You come with me to the festival in my hometown, and I can enjoy it.

- And why you said “Fake date”? We can go as friends.

- Everyone will think you are my boyfriend, because I never went with a friend before.

- When?

- Tomorrow. I’ll wait for you in the station at 7am.

- I’ll be there.

Larcade explained that to one person, his mother.

- So… You have a date with Cana tomorrow? - asked Mavis.

- It’s a fake date, but yes. I can say that.

- Do you know something about dates?

- I’ve never been in one before.

- Me neither. I can’t help you with that.

- Don’t tell dad a thing about it. Don’t tell anyone.

- Promised.

- Cover me, mama.

- Don’t worry, Larcade. No one will know.

- Thank you, mama.

- Sleep well, my child. Tomorrow is an special day.

- Don’t say that, mama. Goodnight.

- Goodnight, Larcade.

When Larcade woke up the next morning, Mavis was awake, preparing some breakfast for him. When he left, Mavis hugged him, and kissed his cheek.

- Have a good day, my child.

- I will, mama.

Larcade went to the station and waited for Cana. She appeared 30 minutes later.

- Sorry, I’m late - said Cana.

- Yes, you are.

- You’re not supposed to say that.

- Sorry for being honest. It’s my nature.

- Well, it’s not really a date. I forgive you, but don’t do that in the first date.

- Why?

- Most of the girls don’t like honest boys. They get mad at them.

- Girls are strange.

- Well, let’s go.

Larcade fell asleep all the travel in train. Cana woke up him an hour later.

- We arrived, sleeping beauty - said Cana when he opened his eyes.

- Sorry, I fell asleep.

- Don’t worry about that. Let’s go.

Cana’s hometown was very small. But that day, it’s population multiplies.

- Normally, 4000 people live here - explained Cana to Larcade -. During the festival, we receive near 16000 visitors.

- That’s a lot of people. What do you celebrate?

- A long time ago, there was an ogre who ate people in this town. He was slayed by two children he tried to eat. This festival is in memory of that event.

- How did two children slay an ogre?

- Brain games. The youngest child distracted the ogre with them, while the oldest one searched something to cut the ogre’s throat. You’re not believing me, right?

- Not too much.

- That’s what the legend says.

- Not even their ages?

- No. Nothing else.

- And what do you do in this festival?

- Games.

- Why I asked?

- Not all games are mental games. There are also strenght games, and shoot games. And, at night, drink games.

- You come for the drink games, right?

- Not only for them.

Cana guided Larcade to one of the shooting games. She failed the three shoots she had, but Larcade…

- Choose one of the prizes - said Larcade after the first shoot.

- How did you do that?

- In Alvarez, they prohibited me this kind of games because of this.

- You still have two shoots.

- One for my mother, and the other for me.

Larcade didn’t fail the two shoots he still had. As prizes, Cana choose a big snake plushie, and Larcade a dragon and a fairy plushies.

- What’s next? - asked Larcade.

- Fishing ducks.

- Fishing ducks?

- Yes. I want to know what else you can do, besides of shooting.

- Fishing ducks?

- Fishing ducks.

Fishing bath ducks with a plastic fishing rod was really easy. Find the duck with the big prize, not that easy.

- I got a fourth prize. What about you, Larcade?

- I told you I was banned from this games in Alvarez.

Larcade showed her the duck with the first prize. Then he showed it to the manager of the game, who gave him his prize.

Games and more games. And, for every game, Larcade won the first prize. He even let people seal his magic, and won anyway.

- What are you searching in your cards? - asked Larcade while they were eating.

- An explanation for all your wins - answered Cana -. There are no patterns for those games.

- I’m good at shooting, and a good observant.

- I don’t think you are prepared for the last game.

- The drinking one?

- It’s a competition. I’ve been winner every year, except those years where I was gone in Tenroujima.

- I listened that story from uncle Natsu. A competition, you say? It will be fun.

- No one wins me at drinking.

- We will see that.

After eating, they continued playing all the games. And Larcade won in every single one.

And when the night fell, the cold weather came with it. Cana wasn’t prepared for it, and she was freezing. But, suddenly, someone put a jacket in her shoulders.

- I wanted to buy it for me, but you need it more. Take it, it’s yours now.

- You didn’t need to do that, Larcade. If you want-

- I don’t accept devolutions for this one. Just take it.

Larcade didn’t look at Cana during the rest of the day, until both got drunk enough in the drink competition. They were the last ones inside the competition. Larcade was winning but, suddenly, he took all the beer on the table, like 15 jars, and drank everything. He collapsed before finishing all, making Cana win the competition.

- And the winner is… Cana Alberona! - announced the judge, approaching to them -. Congratulations, dear.

- I’m recovering my old glory! - yelled Cana, totally drunk.

- Your boyfriend doesn’t seem to share your strenght.

- He’s not my boyfriend! He’s… The son of my guildmaster… And a gentleman…

- Oh… Of course.

- Can you make me a favor and take us home? I don’t think we will arrive to Magnolia awake.

- If the champion wants, I can’t reject that offer.

The judge take them home. Cana was right. She fell asleep in the train, and Larcade woke up a moment just to look at him and fell asleep.

Both wake up in their beds the next afternoon, with the worst hangover they ever had. They couldn’t get out of bed. Every sound was really loud in their heads. But there was a thing they couldn’t get out of their heads.

- Larcade, do you need something? - asked Mavis, entering at Larcade’s room.

- I need silence, mama. Just silence - answered Larcade, with his face covered with his pillow.

- Are you okay?

- No, my head hurts like it’s going to explode.

- I tell the boys to be silent.

- Thank you, mama.

Mavis left the room. Larcade put the pillow behind his head an covered his ears with it.

- Why I can’t take her out of my head?

Cana was in a similar situation. She couldn’t take Larcade off his head. She was sitting in her bed with the jacket on and hugging the snake.

- What’s the matter with me? I’m turning crazy.

The next day, Cana went to the guild with the jacket on. The girls asked her how the festival was.

- Good, I think.

- Did you won the drinking contest? - asked Mirajane.

- Uh… Yes…

- What’s happening, Cana? - asked Lucy.

- I don’t know. I’ve been strange recently.

- When did you buy that jacket? - asked Erza -. You didn’t have anything like this before.

- I didn’t. Larcade bought it to me.

- Larcade!? - yelled the girls -. You were in a date with Larcade!?

- It wasn’t exactly a date. I just didn’t want to be bothered by any of those weird guys, like every year.

- But if he bought it to you, it wasn’t a date? - asked Juvia.

- It was a fake date. I needed someone to scare those weird guys, and he wanted to check a thing my cards told him. I didn’t shuffle them since that day.

- And what they say about him?

- Well, they say…

- No, Cana. We want to know what you didn’t tell him.

Cana put the cards on the table, showing every single one of them to the girls.

- He will find love soon…

- I think he already found it - said Mirajane.

- I hope Gildarts doesn’t find this.

It was late. Gildarts was in Natsu’s house. Zeref was the one who opened the door.

- Which are your son’s issues with my daughter? - asked Gildarts.

- My son’s issues? I don’t have any information about that - answered Zeref -. In any case, what are your daughter’s issues with my son?

- Are you trying to insult my daughter?

- I should ask the same.

At the moment Gildarts appeared, Natsu dragged Mavis into Larcade’s room and closed the door.

- Tell me what happened - requested Natsu.

- Larcade and Cana went on a fake date - explained Mavis.

- A fake date?

- Yes, it was fake - added Larcade -. Why?

- Gildarts is at the door arguing with Zeref.

- Gildarts?

- Cana’s father.

- Her father!?

- And not only that. Do you remember who took you home?

- I don’t know who was. I only remember a pair of green eyes.

- It was Acnologia. He was disguised, and hiding his magic very well, but I could recognize him. His green emerald eyes are not a thing you forget easily.

- But Acnologia’s hair is blue, and he has those marks in his body. That guy’s hair was black.

- He can hide his demon blood. And he’s your grandfather. And enjoys to see happy endings with two people in love. He’s probably watching you and Cana right now.

- But we… We…

- You what?

- We are not a couple, uncle Natsu. It was a fake date. It doesn’t count.

- Larcade, do you love her?

- I don’t know. How do you know that?

- All starts when you discover yourself staring at her with an smile in your face, and you hide when you two make eye contact. Your heart beats faster when you saw her, and when you think about her. She’s in your head all day and all night. You smile when you see something which reminds you of her. That feeling that there are butterflies in you stomach. Larcade, are you feeling one of those?

- What about wanting to hug her every time you see her sad face? Or do something for her when she’s down? Or wanting to wake up every morning at her side?

- Larcade, that’s love. And you only needed one day to fell in love with Cana.

- But… I can’t… I’m too old for her.

- No, you’re not. Zeref is 300 years older than Mavis. My father is 30 years younger than my mother. My uncle and my aunt have an age gap of 100 years. I’m 400 years older than Lucy… And it’s better if I don’t continue telling you about my grandparents and the dragon queen. We are immortals. If we look at those things, we will be alone forever.

- How big is the difference between my great-grandparents?

- Enough to not tell you. Go for her. She’s waiting for you, I’m sure.

- I can’t do that! I can’t…

Larcade walked around the room with his hands in his head, thinking in a way to forget all of that.

- Larcade… - said Mavis suddenly.

- Yes, mama?

- You need to tell her.

- I can’t do it. I need to forget all of this. It’s the only way.

- She will suffer, and you too.

- How do you know?

- I tried to do it, with your father. I tried to forget I love him, and he tried too, a long time ago. The more we tried, the more painful it turned. I couldn’t look at black things without remembering him. It turns easier when you stop trying to forget and tell the truth.

- I was a year far away from Lucy - explained Natsu -. How do you think it was for me? I couldn’t let Happy know how I was feeling. I had to hide my feelings for Lucy, and that was the worst thing I could do.

- But… I can’t tell her in front of everyone - said Larcade.

- Who said you have to do it in front of everyone? Take her away from everyone, and tell her the truth. Create the moment, Larcade.

- You did it, uncle Natsu?

- I didn’t. The moment came alone.

- Wish me luck, then.

Larcade jumped through the window and ran to the guild, trying to not be seen by Gildarts and Zeref. His heart beated faster when he saw Cana was wearing the jacket he bought for her, but got nervous when he saw all the girls with her.

- Okay, Larcade… Calm down. You can do it - said Larcade to himself.

Larcade approached to them. None of the girls saw him, and he could see the cards on the table. He recognized them.

- Are those my cards? - asked Larcade, scaring Cana -. The ones from two days ago?

- How long have you been here? - asked Cana, trying to hide her feelings -. They are, why?

- What do the other cards say?

- Nothing important!

- They say you will find love soon - answered Mirajane.

- Mira!

- Can you shuffle them again? - asked Larcade.

- Not now. I have things to do.

Cana took her cards and tried to leave, but Larcade took the cards from her purse and shuffled them himself. Then, he extended the cards at the table, in front of the girls.

- What do they say? - asked Larcade.

- Let’s see… - said Levy, taking a book about tarot -. Um…

- You found love, and that person loves you back - answered Cana -. Now, give me my cards.

- You do? - asked Larcade, looking at the cards to try to hide his face.

- I didn’t say that!

- That’s what you said.

- No! I didn’t!

- You did - said the girls.

- Absolutely not!

Cana took her cards and tried to leave, but Larcade hugged her from the back.

- Your father is at my house arguing with mine, because of our fake date - said Larcade.

- I can’t do anything with that. He won’t listen.

- Do you want to avoid them a little and go to a true date?

- I don’t think it’s a good idea.

- Cana, please. Let me do it.

- It’s the worst idea you ever had.

- Maybe, but your worst idea was coming here with this jacket on.

- And where you will take me?

- I don’t know Ishgar or Fiore. Choose you.

- Okay, but we go on your pegasus.

Larcade only had to whistle to take Llum at the door of the guild. He helped Cana to get on the pegasus, and then jumped behind her. Then, the three flew away. At that moment, Natsu and Mavis entered at the guild singing “Accidentally in love” by Counting Crows. Immediately, all the guild knew what was happening because of an uncle and a mother who builded a really good friendship.

“Tightrope Walking” - Part 2

“Tightrope Walking” - Part 2

(Part 1)

My Masterlist - Here

Bruce Wayne x Reader - Romantic Relationship

Jim Gordon x Reader - Father/Daughter Relationship

Jerome Valeska x Reader - Past Friendship

Word Count: 2868

Key: Y/N = Your Name, L/N = Your Last Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color

Warnings: Cursing, talk of murder

Summary: With the return of Jerome, it’s time for your boyfriend, Bruce, to finally hear about your past.  

Author’s Note: This is going to be a 4 or 5 part story, and I hope I can do it justice! Please be patient with me! These are also all going to be a bit lengthier, but I will try my best to not make them insanely long! I also made Bruce and the reader college aged. Not too old though. Maybe 17 or 18? I figured it would make more sense this way.

If you would like to be tagged in any of my future pieces (All Works, Specific Fandoms, or Specific Multi-Parts), please let me know! And as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!


- DreaSaurusREX

4 years ago, you’re parents disappeared. They were times you heard them with people who were from the bad parts of town. You knew how bad the foster system would be, so you packed a backpack full of essentials and went on your own. It wasn’t until after you ran away that you found out just who your parents really were. They worked for one of the gang leaders in a city about an hour out from Gotham.

You didn’t really have any destination in mind. You just wandered for a while until you saw a flyer on a newsstand for Haly’s Circus. It was a traveling circus that was setting up for a weekend of shows at the local fairgrounds. You were able to crack into your parent’s lockbox and take some cash, so you weren’t worried about money yet. Why not go to the circus? Maybe it can be a movie moment where you actually run away with them.

You didn’t expect that last part to ring true.

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Figure Skating Edge Elements

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But...You Are So Tiny! (Genji x Reader/ Hanzo x Reader/ McCree x Reader)

(Yes, Yes and YES!!! I think I almost passed out from how adorable this cute and possibly most interesting idea is. I love all ideas I see but this one, a tank that I am taller than by almost a foot ((I’m 5’7, still shorter than everyone on the team though)) so I would love to do this for you my most beautiful and amazing Anon!!! ^_^ Mod Firefly)



It was the first day with the newest tank on their team but something about this one made his heart race all of those times they would train together that made him want to ask them to be his beloved over 3 weeks ago. He has heard rumors about how they could look but the only ones who know what they truly look like is Mercy and Winston and that was during orientation about 3 months ago. They would work on their equipment at night when others would be sleeping.

“Are you focused Genji?” they call from the com as he nods from his location and he looks down to the payload is, knowing that in training, they are quick but today, they were on ice so it could prove to be slightly more difficult for them. “I am just keeping watch, stay with Mercy and the payload, I will attack those who try to harm you.” He says as they chuckle and he feels his insides grow warm.

“Escort the Payload.” Is announced as he sees them take off in their armor with large sword attached and ready to help Torbjörn as he defends them. Genji and Soldier decided to split up and keep eyes on the opposing team a bit easier. The other team consisted of Mei, Roadhog, Lucio, Hanzo, Tracer and McCree.

“How are things holding up?” Soldier asks (Y/N) as they laugh and say that they have already captured the next checkpoint and almost won but then Genji notices that Hanzo is about to hit them with his arrows and he goes to attack with his shurikens. “Defending your lover are we?” his brother laughs as the keep going but not before there is gunfire below and they see that McCree is about to use his ult on them.

“Get down!” He yells as he tries to deflect the bullets but it barely grazes him before he feels himself being pushed away as they are dragged away from his side by Roadhog’s hook and he uses his ult on them. “Mercy, get to them, I will ensure that this reaches the drop point.” Soldier announces as he continues on with the payload and Mercy rushes to help Genji. “Go to them, I can function.” He says as she shakes her head and there is an announcement that his team won.

“(Y/N), let’s go.” He says as Mercy finishes patching them up but they come out of their armor and they are barely taller than 4’9”, about a 2 foot difference from their armor. “Ah man! He shot the computer door compartment and I have freaking rusted parts in my vents!” They scream as Genji looks at them. “What?” They ask before looking down and realizing what he was shocked about.

“Sorry I am not some tall and dangerous machine like my equipment is but yeah, this is the real me.” They say with a blush as he hold them close, just happy that they are going to be ok.

“Let’s go Love-Birds! I am cold and I am pretty sure that I have frostbite forming!” McCree yells before he sees the short figure holding Genji’s hand as they walk. “Hey, Merc. Who is the newbie?” He asks as she smiles and rolls their eyes.


All he could hear with the explosions from the others as they practiced in the training area yet all he wanted to do was meditate because something has been bothering him for a while. It was the new tank that had recently started with the rest of the team and it bothered him because he started to develop feeling for them.

‘What is going on with me, every time they are around, all I can do is get tongue tied and I can’t even answer them.’ He thinks to himself as he finally starts to settle down for meditation. Some peace and quiet was all he wanted to clear his mind but then as he starts to calm down enough for him to enter this state, he hears something come whistling past him. His eyes shoot open and he is ready to deflect any flying parts from himself yet what he was faced with was that of a glowing shield, such as what Reinhardt would project during times of battle.

“Sorry that this flew towards you.” They mumble as they slowly grab the glowing piece of machines debris that he was saved from but it was the ticking that started to bother them. “Damn that junker’s stupid antics!” They shout as they try to throw it back to its owner but it stuck to their armor as if it was made into it. “Shimada-sama, get away quickly!” They shout as they rush outside but for some odd reason, he felt as if regret hung over him, trying to help them. He saw that they launched out of their mechanical armor and stood no taller than maybe a solid 5 feet as they landed on the balcony, holding a side arm that resembled a small archery set and watched as their hard work destroyed the flaming haired junker’s own RIPTire.

“(Y/N)-san?” The eldest Shimada started to question before he sees an arrow being pointed at him and the look of ‘you dare attack me from behind’ in their eyes. “Oh…Shimada-sama…my apologies.” They express as they quickly unhook the arrow from the string. “Y-you saved me?” He asked as they smiled with a blush on their face. “Of course I would. It was the least I could do after you saved me from Roadhog-san’s hook during the last simulation. You also saved me before that during our previous encounter with Talon. I would gladly save another if they have risked their lives for me.” They smiled as he actually bowed to them, gratefulness in his eyes and a slight blush on his cheeks.

“I would have suffered severe injuries had you not helped me like you had though I do apologize for the loss of your armor.” He says with such authority but was surprised when they bow back to him, tears evident in their eyes yet a wild blush on their face. “I would gladly take more bombs if it meant that I get to see you more often, Shimada-sama.” They say as he holds his hand out to them, wanting them to rise and he holds a smile on his usually serious face. “Please, call me Hanzo; I am no longer a leader of the Shimada Clan but I would rather like to know more about you, if you would allow me to.” He says as they take the hand gently but not before offering a small smile in return.

“I would like that very much…Hanzo-San”


“Hey, Reinhardt, whose the newbie?” He asked as he looks at an enormous person in full armor. “Ah, that is (Y/N) my friend, the newest member on our team and a tank.” He answers as he calls them over as the built person comes over in their armor. “(Y/N), this is Jesse McCree; Jesse McCree, this is (Y/N).” Reinhardt says with a smile on his face as he introduces them, having a feeling that they will start dating eventually, which surprising only happened after 2 days of talking.

It has been 3 months since they started dating the sharpshooting cowboy and they still refuse to even tell him what they look like. “Give me a clue darlin’.” He argues as they look at him and growls. “For the final time, I said no. Now stop asking questions and help me with training.” They say as he nods and grabs the loaded paintball gun, shooting them in the back with a smirk on his face as they turned around. “You better be lucky I love you.” They say as he smiles and holds up his gun.

“How about a little wager…first one to shoot Soldier in the visor during training wins and makes the loser do one thing that the winner wants.” He smiles as they growl before grabbing their gun and he can hear the smirk in their voice. “It’s on Jesse McCree. If I win, you have to tell Soldier that you were the one that set off the bombs early when we were on our last mission.” They say as he looks nervous. “I did no such thing and if I win, you are taking your pretty little rear out of your armor and I get to have a good look at you. 

“May the best agent win.” They say as they take off before Athena does the countdown, signaling the start of the training. So far, it was McCree, Soldier, Ana, Tracer, D.Va, and Pharah along with (Y/N) to practice with their guns. McCree is good and is able to shoot Pharah before she can take off, landing red paint on her back and she growls before she shoots him in the hat, leaving a golden colored paint splatter, causing him to growl and try take off after another target.

(Y/N) races past them and manages to take out D.Va with a mirage of white paint, causing her to growl and try to attack them with her own counter of pink paint. Tracer shoots at them with orange paint before she is shot by the blue and aqua paints of Soldier and Ana, who are as clean as when the match started.

“Oh Shoot…Duck!” They yell as Pharah starts to use her ult and coats the unsuspecting Ana and Tracer with paint, resulting in automatic ‘death’ in the game; leaving the 2 tanks and the 3 offense players. “Go (Y/N), you can do it love!” Tracer yells as they nod and prepare their guns to attack D.Va, covering her entire mech in paint and then seeing that when she ejected from there, she was also covered in the pink paint but managed to get some on Pharah as well. “Opps…sorry Fareeha” They say as she nods and goes to the sidelines, ready to see who will win.

“It’s down to McCree, Soldier and (Y/N) who will win?” Tracer says as she wipes the paint from her goggles as Jesse tries to distract them. “Remember the first date we went on? I think it went something like this too.” He shouts as they smile and shake their head. “You and I have different memories about that date. If I remember correctly, I was the one who defending you from getting shot whereas now I am trying to shoot you, sugar.” They use the cowboy’s pet name on him and it made him freeze.

“Stop flirting you two!” Soldier yells into the mic before he starts to shoot at them, hitting their armor and they know that one more good hit is all it will take before they are over with so they start to charge up their ult but not before they hear a combination of their worst nightmare. “It’s High Noon” and “I’ve got you in my sight” sounded from both sides of them and they knew if they wanted to let their armor survive, they need to get out now.

With a jump, they hear both guns go off but not before they managed to get a shot on both of them. The sound of 4 guns going off at the same time and then dust flying from their sudden descend made everyone stand on the edge of their seats but the victory went to McCree, who shot Soldier right in the visor and got you right in the weakness, causing him to have the overall victory.

“Way to go cowboy!” Hana shouts as he smirks at them, causing them to blush. “I won darlin’ so don’t be a sore loser and keep to our deal.” He smiles as they start to take off their armor but what surprised him was that they went from his height to barely reaching his chest when they got out of their equipment.

“Go ahead…laugh it up” They say with a slight pout as everyone looks at how their tall friend who has been head-to-head with Reinhardt was barely tall enough to reach the top shelf in the kitchen. He smiles as he looks at them then at Soldier as he tries to clean the paint from this visor. “Dammit, Solider, I owe you 20 bucks!” Jesse yells as Soldier nods before looking at them. “Sorry (Y/N), He and I had a deal and I said you were shorter while he said that you were tall.” He laughs but before they could say anything, Jesse kisses them.

Damn, guess the saying is true, you can shut anyone up with a kiss.

*- ^_^ Mod Firefly ^_^ -*


19-year-old charged after trying to assassinate Donald Trump

Michael Sandfort was arrested for trying to disarm a police officer inside a Donald Trump rally in Las Vegas Saturday told authorities he intended to use the gun “to kill Trump,” according to a new criminal complaint.

Sandford told police that he drove to Las Vegas from California “to kill Trump,” according to the complaint, after hearing a few days earlier in the news that he was expected there. He was in the country illegally, his visa having expired. He had been living out of his car in California for a month.

On June 17, he practiced shooting a gun for the first time at a gun range in Las Vegas. “(Sandford) further stated that if he were on the street tomorrow, he would try this again,” reads the complaint. “Sandford claimed he had been planning to kill Trump for about a year but decided to act on this occasion because he finally felt confident about trying it.” He made an appearance before a federal judge Monday, and has been charged with committing a violent act in a restricted area. It’s not clear if he entered a plea or if he has an attorney. Sandford also told authorities that had he not tried to assassinate Trump at the Las Vegas event, he had planned to go to his next rally, in Phoenix, Arizona, and try again there. Trump is under U.S. Secret Service protection but local law enforcement often supplements them at campaign events.