stuff other kids did




Moodboard for my dear @caerulealacus  💕

anonymous asked:

What if the US UF bros had a werewolf best friend when he was little. But when the war started they got separated from them and never saw them again. Years later on the surface, and one day while they're walking through the streets, they hear someone yell their name. They turn around and are rammed by a creature with fluffy ears and a tail. A werewolf. The bros are confused then they look the wolf in the eyes. They know those eyes anywhere. It's their best friend. How would they react?

This is original…I like it!

(Underswap Papyrus)

What the hell…..Those ears, that tail, and…those eyes he was way too familiar with. Stretch couldn’t believe it. Is it really you? How did you find him? He has a ton of questions on his mind while embracing you. You have that same smell he used to adore as a little kid. He invites you over to his house and reintroduces you to Blue and the others. You both talk about the stuff you did as kids and maaannn you guys got into so much shit together, just like partners in crime. He hopes you haven’t changed as much as he did…

(Underswap Sans)

Blue finishes up his exercise for the day when he suddenly gets rammed practically to hell! He’s about ready to apologize thinking Alphys caught him lacking when he notices your fluffy ears and tail wagging like a propeller. He feels the tears rolling down his face when he reaches your eyes. He give you an enormous bear hug and practically squeeze the life outta you. He can’t remember how you two got separated but he vows to forever stay by your side!

(Underfell Papyrus)

It doesn’t take long for Edge to remember who you are when he looks in you eyes. He automatically gets flashbacks when you were both underground. That was before he became the Cold and Terrible Edge. You were apart of the reason he changed. The last piece of innocence that made him finally snap. He wants to embrace you and tell you how much he’s missed you. But that old Edge is long gone. He stills has a title to uphold. He does pat your head a few times and invites you over for dinner.

(Underfell Sans)

When he feels someone ram into him like that he’s about ready to turn around and beat the breaks off of them. When he turns around and see’s you he’s speechless. This can’t be who he thinks it is..right? Red chokes back a sob and scratches behind your ear, the way you always liked, and embraces you. He remembers all those years ago when the war first started. There was a hideout you would both come to. Red made you promise if you ever get separated you’d take care of yourself. One day you never came back, until now. He tries to blink hack his tears as he gets a good look at your face ‘ya kept yer promise huh sweetheart.’

anonymous asked:

Adjacent stands at the farmer’s market AU with Klaroline trying to out do each other please :) Love your fan fics btw

Hello, lovely anon, Sorry it took me so long to come up with this… But I hope you enjoy this… :)


Caroline Forbes was the bane of his existence, a thorn in his side, a pain in his bloody arse and the one who would always have his heart. Klaus Mikaelson grunted angrily when he saw her already set with her stall ready. She was absolutely stunning in her sunshine yellow top and blue jeans with her hair bundled messily on top her head. A few golden tresses kissed her cheeks. He felt a bit jealous of those tresses.

For years growing up in the same neighborhood with adjacent family farms they had, had this silent competition between them.

Even as kids they always did stuff to outdo each other. When she would ride her bike he would also bring out his own and a silent race that who would go faster would ensue between them.

When Thomas had first kissed her in eighth grade he had ended up sleeping with some random girl from his art class the same day.

When he had worked his arse off to get A grade in the Essay contest she had participated in both Essay and debate competitions and had gotten an A++ in the essay and a first prize in the debate. Then had bragged about it the neighborhood lunch.

When she had decided she would take Maths major in high school he had went onto take Advanced Math classes even though he hated Math more than anything else and had ended up failing it miserably.

When time had come for them to choose a college they had both decided that they wouldn’t go to one. They would rather stay home and run the family farm. For him at the time, four years ago, it had been about showing her that he could also do the right thing by his family but he had later realized that it had actually been the right decision.

And even though their fathers were bosom friends, Klaus and Caroline never saw eye to eye.

He wasn’t late rather Miss Always On Time was freaking early. He knew she had shown up early at the Farmer’s Market so she could out-sell him like last season. This season would be his. They even competed at the Farmer’s Market that who would sell more vegetables and fruits.

Hee would at no cost let Forbes win. He set the crates he had been holding, down and she sauntered over to his side.

“Always so tardy. You know early bird catches the first worm, they teach that in middle school.” her tone haughty as she crossed her arms over her chest with a smug smile.

“I’m not late. You came early Forbes. Always so over efficient. I’m not here to catch worms by the way.” he replied and winked at her.

Then opened the folded table and Caroline swiftly moved away to avoid being hit by its edge. She hated the way he addressed her like she was a pesky kid. Too bad he had lousy manners and was well endowed in looks only with his translucent blue eyes and those dimples in a ruggedly handsome face. Dimples which her friend Sally said made a woman’s knickers wetter than monsoon rain.

She hated that she had always felt that Sally was right but she would rather drown herself in acid than admit it. Shoving back that annoying flicker of attraction for him she bit out, “You moron. You could’ve hurt me with that.”

“But I didn’t. Did I?” he asked and tried his damndest to ignore her scent which was a little floral and a little tangy today. It was something different everytime and it always left him turned on

“Nice. Real mature of you. Anyway this year like the last two years I’m gonna win.”

“You only won the last two times because you got your pet Tyler to help you. He and his group of frat boys bought stuff from you just so you couldn’t lose to me. But he isn’t here this season. I heard you two broke up.” Klaus answered with a self-satisfied smile of his own. Upon hearing about her break up Klaus had felt so happy. He hated Tyler so much, that buffoon didn’t deserve her.

“Could you be anymore insensitive and say that with a bigger smile.”

“I really could but I don’t have time to discuss your love life.”

“At least I have a love life.” she sneered.

Klaus placed a sheet over the table and looked back at her. Those loose tresses fluttered over face with the light breeze. He had the urge to pull her closer and taste those pink lips. His desires always in a turmoil when close to her.

Two ladies approached him and asked about apples. He set a few fruit baskets on the table and replied, “And I have customers.”

The women began flirting with him. It irritated the heck out of Caroline. She left in a huff and went to her own stall that was set adjacent to his.


By midday Caroline had already sold a variety of fruits but she saw Klaus was outselling her. For the third time he had blocked one of her customers. She sat the water bottle down she had been drinking from and stormed to his side.

“You cheat. Stop stealing my customers.”

“I am not stealing them.”

“You were.”

“I wasn’t.”


“Bill. Look they are fighting again. I think I angered God when I wished I wanted us to be family. I wanted our kids to fall in love and marry and instead they became enemies.” Mikael sighed as he saw Klaus block the tomato Caroline threw at him.

“Oooh. That’s my girl. Your son needs a good rap on his ears. He is wasting precious time he needs to ask her out already. You know I bet this is the year it finally happens.” Bill responded and chuckled when he saw Klaus threw a large lettuce leaf at her.

“You must be turning blind. Look they are still fighting.” Mikael observed.

“Maybe they need a bit of a nudge.” Caroline’s father Bill rubbed his chin.


“You swine. You immoral asshole. How dare you tell that customer that my tomatoes are tasteless and overpriced.” the fight had now accelerated. They had begun luring customers from each other by telling them how the other was selling low quality stuff.

“My tomatoes are fresh, juicy and delicious.” she yelled through barely controlled fury as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Klaus gave her a very suggestive once over and smirked.

“I wouldn’t know. I never sampled them.”

Fire flashed in her gaze angering her even more.

“You’re disgusting.”

“What did I say?”

“You know fairly well what you meant to say. My tomatoes are fine in fact it’s your …. your carrot that’s flabby and shrivelled.” Caroline smiled haughtily. An attractive woman who was lurking around Klaus’s stall making moony eyes at him earlier gave him a wide berth and left in a rush.

“Wait a second. My carrot..”

“I’ve seen it.”

“Come on. We were ten at the time and the water of the pond was freezing.”

“Really? Is that the story you are going with?” Caroline chuckled.

“Yes. Because that’s what happ..”

Just then Caroline’s cell phone rang. She gestured at Klaus to hold on and stepped aside to take the call.

“Daddy. Where are you? I thought you were coming here today?” she asked her father on the phone.

“Sweets. I was going to but we have a huge problem.”

“What? Is everything okay? Are you okay? Do you have chest pain?” concerned she immediately asked about her father’s health.

“Oh no. Nothing like that. I am healthy as a horse. Our truck the one that was carrying the produce to the city market got into an accident. Thankfully the driver is okay but we lost all of it. And we’ve taken the advance from them. You would really have to sell all of the stuff at the market because we need money to refund them.”

“Oh god. But thank god the driver is fine. What about the money we had in the bank?”

“Ahh.” Bill had forgotten that his daughter might ask about their savings. He hadn’t thought this through he cursed himself. Then quickly improvised. “I had to loan it to a friend.”

“Okay Daddy. You take care of yourself. I’ll do my best.” she replied and gave out a sigh. She rubbed her forehead feeling tired all at once. Caroline was anxious now. How will they come up with so much money? Unless she sold everything she won’t be able to make enough. She walked back to her stall worried and stressed.

Klaus saw her walk back. Caroline Forbes never walked away from a fight especially one with him so when she didn’t come to him directly to finish off where she had left he was a bit surprised. She seemed sad and lost in thought. The sassy smile on her face was now replaced with distress and he didn’t like it.

He went to her. “Is everything okay?”

She jolted out of her troubled thoughts, “Uh. Yeah. Everything is fine.”

“Caroline you don’t look fine.”

She gave him a blank stare, “Klaus I am fine.” she tried to walk around him to pick up a new crate but he blocked her path.

“What’s wrong? And do not say everything is fine. I’m not stupid I can see it isn’t.”

When she just looked away he spat, “Do you hate me that much that you won’t even share what’s bothering you? Our fathers are best friends. We are neighbors. I’m not…”

“I don’t hate you, Klaus. I’m just a little upset. I’ll be fine in a bit. ”

“No you do hate me. You would rather ask Rebekah to help you with sixth grade art class but not me even though I was better than her. You would take Jesse your ex-boyfriend’s help with fixing your bike, who by the way cheated on you in eighth grade but not me. You would ask Tyler to help you find a new car but you won’t ask me even though my friend happens to deal in cars.” It always gutted him when she would go to freaking everybody with her problems and not come to him. True they both were extremely competitive towards each other but he had always respected her, heck she was the only one for him. So it tormented him when she never looked at him they way he was always looking at her.

She looked at him. Some unrecognized emotion swirling in his beautiful eyes. She swallowed once and then replied, “Our produce truck got into an accident. We have to sell all of this,” she gestured towards the crates, “Or we won’t be able to refund the people at the city market.”

Klaus went over to his stall and started bringing his vegetables and fruits on her’s.

“Klaus what are you doing?” she asked going after him.

“You are going to sell all of this and give them the money back. Mikaelsons won’t be selling this season.”

“But I can’t take this. This is yours.”

He put down a basket and faced her, “You said you didn’t hate me.”

“I don’t.”

“Good. Then this is all yours.” then he pushed his table and placed it right next to hers turning it into one large stall.

“Wait. Stop.” Caroline went to stand in front of him.

“Even if you don’t sell. There are still many other vegetable stalls.”

“Yeah but people know Mikaelsons and Forbes are the only two farms with the best quality. If I take my stall out they’ll only buy it from you.”

Caroline was profoundly touched by his gesture.“Why are you doing this?” she asked. They were standing very close now. His eyes fixed on hers.

“Answer this first. Why didn’t you ever come to me when you needed help? We might have been rivals but we were friends too.” her scent was teasing him. He tucked her hair behind her ear.

“I don’t know.” she couldn’t look away.

“Why?” he persisted and leaned closer.

“I didn’t want you to think that I was weak. I just… it didn’t matter what others thought about me but it mattered… it matters what you think.”

“You know what I think when I look at you.”

She shook her head and he proceeded, “I think that Caroline Forbes is the strongest, most beautiful and annoyingly perfect woman I could ever know. I think if she didn’t hate me and wanted me I would spend an eternity loving her like no other. And I think I am an idiot for telling how I feel about you like this but I have to before someone else comes into your life and I have to suffer through it.”

Klaus waited for her to break his heart. He knew he would never be so lucky as to have her as his own.

She moved even closer. Their noses brushed lightly, “But you pushed me off of a swing when we were four.”

“Haven’t you heard he pulls her pigtails because he has a crush on her.” he lightly tugged her strands.

She laughed, “You would have been my first kiss if I hadn’t seen that bitch Genevieve kiss you. I got angry and kissed this other guy.”

“Thomas. And I didn’t kiss her. She kissed me. And then when I heard you and Thomas were an item I slept with this random chick…”

“Amanda.” Caroline supplied.

“Wow.” they both laughed. Klaus then grabbed her face and kissed her laughing mouth. She wound her arms around his neck. Pulling back he rested his forehead on hers. “So you were jealous of Amanda?”


“Why?” he needed her to say it.

“Because she stole you from me. Even though we weren’t together. Even though we were supposed to be just friends you were more to me. You were supposed to be my first.”

“I may not have been your first Caroline. But I intend to be your last. However long it takes.” he kissed her again.


Bill and Mikael saw their children embracing. Then they began selling the fruit and vegetables items together. Klaus then pulled her closer, whispered something in her ear and kissed her again. She smacked him and said something about patience since there were people around them.

“So should we tell them that the produce truck is fine and it was your surprisingly successful idea so you could fix them up together.” Mikael asked.

“No. I think we should wait until they get married. It would be a great story for their wedding day.” Bill remarked and his friend shook his head.



for the anon who waned my headcanons for how the neighbors where like at elementary school age !!!

Eduardo was very quiet and shy as a child. he’d usually sit by himself and if he was sitting with others, he wouldn’t say much or anything at all. he wouldn’t pay attention much in class because he was such a big daydreamer.  nobody really payed attention to him until they noticed his creativity and paintings.  he’d usually finger paint / paint instead of ding the class activity and all the other students where really entertained and impressed by his art.  This started to make him more confident and out going (well until Edd made fun of him during the art contest). Teachers and adults say he’s very cretive and driven but they want him to take that drive and focus on actual class work more.

Jon was very sweet and gentle.  He mostly did stuff by himself though, because when other kids would reach out to him sometimes he wouldn’t respond, so the other kids thought that he was icing them out and would leave.  but he actual really loved hanging out with others.  When somebody was able to play with him they would have alot of fun, mostly doing activities like swinging or blowing bubbles. He didn’t talk that much, he fumbled up words alot.  He would respond in one word responses and if you didn’t get the answer at first he would just repeat the word until you got the idea. He really likes to go around places and find things, he has a collection of lil items he’d find around the school / town.  Teachers say he’s a joy to have in class but has lots of trouble doing the class work.

Mark was such a nerdy kid. Every time you saw him he’d be reading. He’s the type of kid that would read the entire Harry Potter series in one week (if harry potter was out by this time that is lmao). Most of them time he’d shut other kids out though because he just wanted to be left alone, he just wanted to read but he was also kinda intimidated by the idea of friendship.  He never really liked to run around or play most of the games the other kids wanted to play. During recess he’d sit inside by himself and read.  One day the teacher made him go out though, and he was pretty nervous and just sat in a corner and read. Somebody came up to him and asked what he was reading and he just quietly replied. anyway they actually ended up having a good time and Mark went on and on about the book, and that was just kinda his way of making friends.  Teachers say he’s very good in class and gives excellent work, but they want him to be more outgoing with the other kids.

When people call Big Hero 6 a “kid’s film” and dismiss it I just

So, to anyone actually saying that:

Neda: I don’t want to be in jury house with Sabrina.
Jon: I don’t want to be in this house without you.

Did anyone else have a classmate when they were younger who went to other kids birthday parties and got a present for themselves? Was this just me?

Because I remember that for awhile, there was a boy in my elementary class like that. Kids would get invited to various birthday parties, and of course, they’d bring presents, but this kid’s parents would always bring HIM a present to open. For himself. And it wasn’t because they didn’t give him a birthday party, he always had a big one, but for some reason, this kid just always got a present. At someone else’s birthday party. 

And it always bugged me, because weren’t birthday’s the celebration of someone else? That’s why you brought a present if you could, because that day was the focus on this other person. Not you. 

And the other parents talked about it, and apparently the kid’s parents’ justification was that he got upset when he didn’t get stuff when other kids did. And they never taught him that it’s polite to let someone else be the special one and get celebrated.

That’s what complaints from white people about Blackout Day remind me of. That kid that expected presents and celebration at someone else’s birthday party, and the parents that encouraged it.