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Wild Night (Stark!Reader x Pietro Maximoff)

Word Count: 1198

Summary: The reader and boyfriend Pietro decide to start a new show on Netflix. Pietro falls asleep, but that doesn’t seem to stop the reader from reading.

A/N: Hi loves! I changed the OG request just a tad in how the reader reacts, but still pretty much the same!! I wanted to get this out to you, so I hope you enjoy this!! Ah, Pietro… <3 love of my life


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Sweetest Halloween

Hi there again! I saw this prompt on a Tumblr and even though it is not Halloween I was in the mood of writing something like this. Hope you enjoy it!

prompt: ”I’ve just gotten braces this year, so I can’t eat any candy, so I decided to just stay home and even though you love trick-or-treating you want to stay in with me and watch horror movies.”

summary: Halloween is Phil Lester’s favourite holiday but his best friend Dan is not so keen on going trick-or-treating this year because of his braces. Will Phil manage to do something so Dan can enjoy Halloween this year too?

word count: 1.3k

no trigger warnings

author’s note: this is a teenage phan story, so sorry if you are not into that.


“31st of October – Halloween” read a 14 year old Phil in the old calendar he had on his bedroom wall. “YES FINALLY!” he exclaimed, making his mum shout at him for screaming this early in the morning. It was Saturday so that meant he could go trick-or-treating with his best friend Dan at night.

Phil loved Halloween, it was his favourite holiday. Oh, he loved going trick-or-treating around the neighborhood, getting different candies from every house possible and even though he was already a teenager he loved doing it. Also, he could stay up late watching scary movies and eating chocolate. Who wouldn’t like that to be honest?

He sent Dan a message to check if he was still going with him trick-or-treating later, he still wasn’t sure since he had noticed Dan a bit uncomfortable these last few days when he spoke about Halloween. Maybe he didn’t want to be his friend anymore and this was a way to tell him that…

Phil really wasn’t sure what Dan was to him. Yes, they were best friends, they had established that long time ago but lately Phil felt different towards Dan, like he wanted to kiss him… He wanted them to be something more than friends, boyfriends maybe? They were only 14 and he didn’t understand much about relationships or feelings, but he already knew he didn’t like girls. But he wasn’t sure if Dan felt the same so he hadn’t told him anything.

“Phil! Come down here, I need your help!” his mum’s voice startled him from his daydream, letting out a sigh and walking downstairs to see what his mother wanted.

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Phil hadn’t checked his mobile phone in all day, so when he was almost getting ready to put on his zombie Captain America costume (he wanted something scary but also epic and he loved superheroes so it had been a great idea at the time) he heard his mobile phone vibrate, letting him know he got a text.

He picked up the phone and saw it was a message from Dan. Oh yeah, he had texted him earlier and he hadn’t replied until now.

“Hey Phil, I don’t think i’m going trick-or-treating tonight, since I got my braces I don’t think it would be the best idea, but have fun! x D” said the text. Oh poor Dan. He had gotten braces two months ago and his mouth wasn’t in the best shape to eat sticky and sugary candy yet.

Phil was debating himself. He didn’t really want to go trick-or-treating by himself, that wasn’t fun, he had wanted Dan to come with him. Or maybe… if Dan couldn’t go trick-or-treating, trick-or-treating would come to him.

The blue eyed teenager rapidly dressed himself on his costume, grabbing his bag and emptying a bag of mixed candy they had bought to give the neighbourhood children inside it before letting a rushed out “Bye mum!” out of the door.

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Dan was laying on his bed, looking miserable. His parents and brother had gone trick-or-treating too, leaving him alone playing videogames. It was a good plan till he had already played most of them and was bored. He would have liked to go trick-or-treating with his best friend to be honest.

He was about to change the videogame he was playing when he heard a knock on his front door. He didn’t really feel like walking towards the door to give candy to some stranger… but he suddenly heard a familiar sound. Wait, that was the secret door-knocking password he and Phil had invented when they were eight!

‘Could Phil be here?’ he thought, and still a bit unsure Dan walked down the stairs, carefully opening the door to find a Zombie Captain America at his door.

“Surprise!” Phil screamed into his face, laughing at Dan’s surprised expression.

“Phil, what are you doing here?” he asked his best friend, not even trying to hide his smile so Phil didn’t see the braces that made (in his opinion) his face look weird.

“You told me you weren’t coming with me trick-or-treating so I guessed trick-or-treating would come to you” Phil told him, lifting his bag full of candy with a smile.

“Phil, you spork! You should be out asking for candy, not here with me, Halloween is your favourite holliday!” Dan reminded him.

Phil brought a hand to rub the back of his neck, avoiding his gaze from Dan’s “Yeah, but you are my best friend and I don’t think I would have much fun out there without you…”

“You are the worst, Phil Lester” Dan said to his best friend, not letting the smile fade from his face letting him know that he meant the complete opposite, “C'mon we can watch horror movies all night now that you are here.” he said before grabbing his best friend’s hand and closing the door, leading them into Dan’s bedroom.

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Dan had let Phil some of his sweats and hoodie, so he could be more comfortable. They were now watching The Exorcist, the both of them sitting against Dan’s headboard, surrounded by pillows and blankets.

Phil was eating some of the candy he had brought, a bit bothered that he couldn’t share it with Dan since he had the braces.

Apparently, his best friend was thinking something similar since his stare drifted from the candy bowl to Phil’s profile several times, wanting to eat candy too but he knew he couldn’t. Damn braces. So he sighed a bit louder than he would have wanted and threw his head back a bit.

His best friend’s exasperated sigh caught Phil’s attention, pausing the movie and looking at Dan “What’s wrong Dan?”

“I just want a bit of candy but I can’t have any because of this stupid braces” Dan explained to him.

A idea popped into Phil’s head, not really knowing if it would be 100% okay with Dan but he had to at least try it.  

“Well… maybe you can have some” Phil said mysteriously.

“How Phil? I already told you I cannot have any becau…” Dan started ranting again, making Phil grab him by the shoulders and making him look into his eyes.

“I have an idea, do you trust me?” Phil murmured, a bit scared of what Dan could think of it. His best friend only nodded, completly trusting him.

“Okay, now close your eyes” Phil told him, making Dan look at him strangely but closing them anyway.

Dan waited a few seconds before he felt his best friend’s lips on his, where he could taste a bit of orange flavoured candy.

Oh. OH. Phil was kissing him. And he could also taste the candy. This was the best idea Phil had ever had.

Suddenly he didn’t feel Phil’s lips on his anymore, so he opened his eyes and tried to look into Phil’s scared face, probably worried about Dan’s reaction to the kiss, his head and gaze looking down, not daring to say anything.

“You know, I am not really sure I could taste the candy a lot. Was it lemon flavoured? Mint? Orange?” Dan said, touching Phil’s chin and moving his head up so he could look into his eyes, “Maybe we should try again, don’t you think Phil? I really wanna taste all the candy you have brought.”

Phil, still not believing that Dan had accepted his kiss, smiled a bit and continued his best friend’s game “Yeah, I think we should… I have plenty of candy that you haven’t tried since you got your braces and I really want you to try them.”

“Well, so what are you waiting for?” Dan asked him, grabbing a chocolate candy from the bowl and putting it between Phil’s lips, making the other open his mouth gladly accepting the candy, which he let it melt.

“I think you are gonna like this one,” Phil whispered, moving forward a bit, his lips almost touching Dan’s again, letting their breaths mix, “it’s sweet, like you.” was Phil’s last comment before their lips touched again, now enjoying the sweet sensation of chocolate and teenage love.

Crinklebottom

Crinklebottom had been passed down in my family for the past couple of generations; a nighttime companion to help ward off bad dreams and those pesky monsters who live under the bed. In his first incarnation, he was a stuffed brown bear with button eyes that my great grandmother sewed for my grandfather when he was a boy. When my mother was old enough to be afraid of the dark, Grandpa gave her a sock monkey with a bright red fez to sleep with. When it was my turn to inherit my own Crinklebottom, Mom tucked me in with a small blue bunny.

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anonymous asked:

female 5ft 5. Brown eyes and brown hair -deep sigh- Pros: I know the best obscureish movies and have a bad -great- habit of baking things and giving it to people. I'm also down for anything. Maybe just a movie and Chinese food? Cons: You have to deal with the fact that Im three years old. Literally. Well, kind of. Leap year birthday. (Feb 29th 2000). I also play the trumpet.

oh my god bless. if you’re good at trumpet then sure if not then we might never be able to move in

best parts of uno: the movie
- the sighing/cursing every time someone is drawing
- the little, courteous voice when they try to act nice
- which turns into exasperated, little voices when they are stuck w no cards
- the Stacking
- especially if it lasts the whole round
- plans being evoked and cancelled
- jack commentary before Ryan left
- Ryan’s drawing compulsion
- them forgetting what the 7 does
- Gavin just. dying at the end
- kat’s brief appearance
- the cat talk
- Jeremy not knowing the main rule
- the reverses…. again and again…
- I have the ocean

BrittanaCon Prompt Project - 10a

AUTHOR: g0dblessthefandom (FF account)

PROMPT: Brittany & Abuela are watching telenovela together

PROMPTED BY: Tumblr Anon

RATED: T

TITLE: Amigas y Rivales

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It started on their first spring break back in Lima. At first Santana didn’t think anything of it. Brittany had snuggled up to her where she laid on the couch one lazy afternoon in the Pierce family living room and started kissing her neck.

“Britt! Your parents are around here somewhere.”

Brittany only giggled. “Babe, we’re married now. We’re allowed to kiss whenever we want.”

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Guardians of the Galaxy you guys…

He Likes You But You Have a Boyfriend-Harry (Mini series) Part 2

   Link to Part 1

    His POV: I couldn’t help but stare at her whilst she was talking, or laughing or even clicking her pen. Jeff was lucky to have a girl like that by his side in the office, she seemed brilliant, funny and just gorgeous. It annoyed me how her boyfriend was acting towards her getting a job, to me independence was a beautiful thing and I was glad that she was acting on her own. 

     ”Right, so same time on Wednesday right?” Jeff smiled whilst shaking our hands and walking off with Niall to talk about some football match. 

   ”So…” Liam smiled and she sighed, 

      “You guys did great, I’m glad I was here for it,” she replied. He exchanged a look with Zayn and nodded, 

    “Well, we’ve got to go check up on some stuff with our managers. Lou…weren’t you going to call El?” Liam reminded Louis, his brow furrowed in confusion before his eyes widened and he smirked, 

       ”You’re right Liam…we’ll be back soon.” he chuckled before walking away with Liam and Zayn. 

     So then there were two, awkward would be an understatement in this situation. 

     ”So, how long do you plan on working here?” I asked, she shrugged, 

   ”As long as they’ll keep me I imagine, it’s a paid internship so I enjoy the hours and the money, hopefully I’ll get to shadow Jeff some more if I get hired on,” she smiled hopefully, easing my tension and making me smile along with her. 

    “Well with what you did in the box this morning there shouldn’t be a problem,” I winked, she laughed and we continued to walk through the studio and chat about random things, movies, books, music…the basic. I learnt  that she was very intelligent, humorous and just…my type. There was no way that I could be developing feelings for this girl, only a few hours into meeting her, was there? 

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       ‘As you walk on by…will you call my name,' It was now about five in the evening and we were all sat about Jeff’s office watching movies and throwing food at each other, the only one to keep us in check was (Y/N) whom we all laughed at when she grew frustrated. We couldn’t help it, she was cute, 

      “The Breakfast Club is one of the best movies of all time,” she sighed whilst playing with the ends of her hair, never looking away from the screen. 

      “This movie is one of me favorites as well,” Niall replied, grabbing another fistful of popcorn. 

   ”I dunno, The Notebook was pretty good,” I shrugged, 

    “Harry that movie wasn’t even made in the 80’s , and it wasn’t even that good.” he chuckled, 

    “I still don’t know how you could say that Zayn,” I shook my head. 

   ”So are we all done mucking up my office?” the lights flicked on and Jeff sighed, taking in the bits of popcorn on the floor and the bowl in Niall’s lap. 

    “I leave you alone for a couple of hours…(Y/N)! I forgot to sign you off, you’re free to go love, remember tomorrow at 9.” he smiled and she stood and smoothened her skirt before nodding. 

     ”Thank’s Jeff, see you tomorrow.” She nodded before hugging us all and escaping the office. 

     Wednesday…I didn’t know if I could wait that long. 

    -Your POV- 

        You smiled whilst walking out of the office and spotting Jason’s car parked right outside. Making your way over to it you grinned even broader when he got out to open the door for you as if you were stepping into a chariot. 

      “(Y/N)! (Y/N)! Wait!” you heard his voice and turned around quickly, catching a glimpse of Jason’s confused expression before turning to face Harry. 

     ”Oh um hey Harry…what’s up?” you smiled and he pulled something out of his pocket, 

    you gasped, “My phone! Oh I must have left it in the studio! Thank you so much,” you clutched onto it tightly and brought him into a hug before saying goodbye and climbing into the car with Jason. 

     ”Hey babe I-” you were cut off by your boyfriend revving the engine and speeding off. 

     ”Who was that?” he questioned, knowing he was mad you sighed and shook your head, 

    “He’s a client of Jeff’s, the studio manager.” you replied, he nodded, clenching his jaw tightly. 

    “I don’t want you around him like that again,” he narrowed his eyes on the road and you rolled your eyes, not responding. 

    Your phone buzzed in your hand and you slid your finger across the screen, opening up your messages, your eyes widening. 

     ”Who was that?” he asked, 

    “Um…just (Y/BF/N), wanted to know how my first day was,” you laughed nervously as you read the text. 

    Harry :)

           ’Don’t you…forget about me,’ ;) 

Part 3?

a half broke heart’s still broke

a/n: this AU idea just popped into my head. clarke’s been dating finn and when he breaks up with her, she’s more upset than she thinks she should be, and needs someone to talk some sense into her. inspiration comes from “half broke heart” by cam.

wasn’t looking for a ring, doesn’t mean it doesn’t sting
when you cut and run so soon,
good luck, so long,
guess i better get to leavin’ too

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Clarke huffs as she makes her way up the three flights of stairs that lead to her best friend’s apartment, cursing the broken elevator her entire way.

The last door on the left when she gets to the open corridor is slightly open, and Clarke sighs in relief. Walking down the hall, she gets to apartment 304 and pushes the door the rest of the way open, walking inside.

“You’re not Octavia,” she says when she sees Bellamy in the kitchen, and he rolls his eyes.

“Very astute observation, princess.”

“Why did O tell me to come over if she isn’t even here?”

“She got called in at the last minute,” he says, shuffling around the kitchen as he cooks, “someone’s cat ate something weird,” he mutters, and Clarke tamps down a grin. Octavia works at a veterinarian’s office, but Clarke suspected she was with her boyfriend, not dealing with a cat emergency.

“She told me to tell you,” Bellamy continues in a dramatic voice, “that there’s ice cream in the freezer for you, and she DVR’d a bunch of scary movies.”

Clarke sighs, smiling, “She’s the best.”

Bellamy puts something in the oven and then shuts the door, turning to face her, leaning up against the counter. “You want to tell me why she went to all that trouble?”

Clarke scoffs as Bellamy crosses his arms over his chest, “Jesus, Bell, you don’t have to be such a big brother. I’m fine.”

Bellamy fixes her with a look that clearly tells her he doesn’t buy into her bullshit, but she ignores him and drops her bag by the couch, flopping onto the overstuffed cushions.

“Hey,” he says, coming to crouch down next to her, his voice uncharacteristically gentle, “Your eyes are all red. I know you’re upset. Who’s ass do I have to beat?”

Despite herself, Clarke snorts. “Please. I can handle it.”

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For Devanie!

Your POV:
“PARTY TIIIIME!!” Stiles bursted through with his usual goofy grin he always gave you and a duffle bag almost the same size as him. You jumped slightly, “Geez Stiles…remind me again why I gave you a key to my house?” He closed the door and flopped into the couch where you sat. “Because I’m your best friend and you trust me… Plus I need the key in case you’re in trouble.” You rolled your eyes, “Seriously? Who’s gonna come to my house and attack ME?” Stiles shrugged and proceeded to pull out movies, comics, etc. “What the hell is this all for?” You questioned him. He smiled at you, “Well since your parents are out of town and you need to be protected, ya know with all the mystic mojo going on, I thought we could have our own little sleep over.” You gulped, Stiles was your best and closest friend but you secretly had this major crush that developed a few months ago. You couldn’t tell him because he obviously didn’t see you as more than just Devanie, his best friend. You sighed, “Fine…JUST NO MORE STAR WAR MOVIES.” He gave you a nervous look and then slowly put away one of his DVDs, “Done.”

After getting changed into your comfy shorts and Stiles’ Lacrosse sweatshirt, that he let you have, you cuddled close to Stiles, your head on his shoulder and your legs tucked beside you, and watched the cheesy SciFi movies he brought. Stiles was constantly making comments about the movie and the graphics and the “science” if it all but you didn’t really hear any of it because you were falling asleep. Almost at the end of the movie you were completely knocked out.

Stiles’ POV:
“Damn did you see that Devanie?!” I asked Devanie but she didn’t respond. “Oh come on, you are not sleeping!” I tried again but nothing. I flipped the TV off, “well let’s get you to bed then.” Slowly I picked her up bridal style and carried her to her room. Gently I tucked her in and I slid in beside her. Usually I would’ve been able to sleep easily but I was a little hyperactive so I decided to talk to Devanie to pass the time. “So what do you think Kira is? Like the chick can shoot electricity out of her hands!” Devanie shifted a little in her sleep and she started to mumble. “What?” I leaned close to her. “You’re amazing stiles.” She sleepily sighed. “Oh Devanie tell me more.” I joked, wanting he to continue. “I’m in love with you Stiles.” She mumbled. My heart skipped a beat, and I looked at her with shock. “What?” I urged her to repeat what she said but she was back to being unconscious. My heart starting tap dancing with joy. Devanie, my best friend and the girl I’ve had feelings for in the past year, is in love with me… I smiled a wide grin and turned to her. “Good night Devanie.” I kissed her cheek and closed my eyes.

Your POV:
I woke up the next morning in my bed and to the smell of bacon coming from the kitchen. I got up and brushed my teeth and hair, trying to make myself presentable. I rushed to the kitchen and I was greeted by Stiles. He turned and with an extremely sexy smirk said, “Good morning gorgeous.” Gorgeous? Never in my life has Stiles Stilinksi ever called me gorgeous. The fact that it came out of his mouth and the smirk on his face was enough for my heart to race and my face to warm up. “Um..hey…morning?” I say down at the table and Stiles joined me, sitting across. I put some eggs and bacon ok my plate and ate but I could very much feel Stiles watching me eat. I looked up at him and questioned him, “Um…Stiles? May I help you?…” He smiled a little and said, “Yeah you could tell me how long you’ve been in love with me.” I shot out of my seat. “WHAT?! UM….WAIT…WHAT?!…HOW DID YOU-” Stiles got up and stood in front of me. “You talk in your sleep, ya know. It’s actually quite cute.” He smiled and I could feel the sweat and embarrassment on me. “Oh god…” I turned around to go run to my room but Stiles caught my arm, turned me around, and planted a sweet, soft kiss on my lips. He broke the kiss and I stood there completely shocked. “I love you Devanie. I love everything about you. From the top of your head to the bottom of your feet I love you. You’re amazing. You’re my best friend. And I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.” He spoke as if it was impossible for him not to love me. I was speechless but I managed to croak out, “I love you Stiles.” He cupped my face and kissed me softly like before.