team dinners

it seems like people forget that even if they’re in love, lance and keith are Rivals. they’re Arch Enemies and they wouldn’t let a little thing like dating change that:

  • keith convinces lance to go on morning jogs with him, but they always turn into sprints real quick bc one boy starts edging in front of the other and so on
  • “I bet I can kiss you longer without stopping for air.” 
    • “um? no way dude you’re on.”
    • shiro finds keith and lance making out but they’re both turning blue and keith is punching the wall for some reason? keith breaks away and gasps in a huge gulp of air and screams “DAMMIT” at the same time lance just like. dabs or something
  • they get into an honest-to-god hand holding contest. whoever lets go first loses. 
    • “guys, we have to start afternoon training.”
    • “I don’t think you realize the gravity of the situation, shiro. I can’t let keith win. jesus, are you insane?”
    • “keith, then–”
    • “nope. already lost the kissing. I am not about to go o-for-two here.”
  • everything, absolutely everything turns into a competition, and the more in love they fall the worse it gets. 
  • like, before it was just bc they “hated” each other. but now? goddamn if lance is gonna be shown up by his boyfriend. and keith needs to keep lance’s head from getting too big or he’s unbearable.
  • who uses the most pet names in a day? one point lance. who reaches out for little touches always? another point lance. makes the other smile the most? keith’s on the board. the best at complimenting?
    • “your mullet is actually ridiculously attractive and your hair in general is so soft and I would actually commit murder to know your secret.”
    • “yeah? well, your skin is like, spotless, ok? do you even have pores?”
    • “it’s called moisturizing, babe. and when I’m stressed I get backne! I’ve seen you shirtless a bazillion times and your body is perfect!”
    • “no way. don’t even say that. my core needs some serious work. you have abs, lance. I could wash my jacket on those things.”
    • I have a good body? have you looked in a mirror? someone carved a v in your hips with a freaking chisel!”
  • this becomes a regular game over dinner, and team voltron barely even hears them bicker anymore.
  • just. keith and lance being an Old Married Couple. they were made for each other. 
I’ve Got You, I Promise: Part 2

Originally posted by sensualquotes

*This gif ???? I’m dead. Evan Peters can comfort me any day.

Peter Parker x Scared/Clingy Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: After being captured and unable to be found for months, Peter and the rest of the Avengers locate you. When you return back, your only need is Peter’s safety and comfort. 

Word Count: 1899

Warnings: language, depressed reader, clingy, fluff, panic attack, knives, blood, sad stuff, loving Peter. (pls let me know if I missed any). 

A/N: I always upload my fics at an ungodly hour, literally it is 3:20 AM. Anyway, for the wonderful @farfromjustordinary​, I hope I did this justice! This is how I sort of deal with my issues, so everyone is different. Please let me know if you guys enjoyed reading this second part! This is my first time creating a second part on a fic, so I’m excited to hear some feedback. Alright, I’ll stop blabbering. Enjoy!

Part 1


After spending some time nuzzled in the crook of Peter’s neck, you fall back asleep. Peter had to leave a little while after you fell asleep though, to train with Steve and Sam.

When you woke up, you were drenched in sweat and visibly shaking like you’ve been outside in a blizzard for hours. Once you realized Peter had left you, the panic really started to set in.

Where did he go?

Did Hydra take Peter?

Oh, no. No, no. 

Shit!

Where are you?!

PETER!

As you continued this cycle of paranoid thoughts, Peter walks in, equally as drenched in sweat, if not more.

He takes in your state, eyes widening. “Y/N, h-hey, you okay?” Peter stutters, worry evident in his voice.

Opening your mouth with nothing coming out, you whimper, causing Peter to dart towards you on the bed.

Even though you are both a sweaty mess, you don’t care. You latch onto Peter once his body lands on the bed, taking him by surprise. Your heavy breathing and shaking body lets him know you woke up from a nightmare. But he wasn’t there to help you.  

With an intense grip of Peter’s shirt, you mumble, “I…-uh, I-”

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, Y/N. I understand,” Peter interrupts.

With a nod of your head, you lean farther into his hold, absorbing his warmth and comfort.

How can someone be this warm and soft?

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third year captain tsukki???
  • jersey #1
  • when ennoshita announced tsukki to be the new captain, nobody had opposed
  • even kageyama agreed that tsukki was the best choice after seeing him lead blocks since the shiratorizawa match and also other plays in their second year
  • everyone was excited because they want to see what the literal saltshaker will do to raise team morale and encourage team spirit
  • he will be the type of captain that is super logical and speak solely of facts and truths that he can see for himself
  • this made his pre-game speech/catchphrase (its “if i’ve seen us ace it so many times during practices, then we can do it again here”) so much more reassuring 
  • whenerver he compliments a kouhai, said kouhai develops a crush on tsukki because how can anyone not when someone as stoick as tsukki looks you in the eye and compliments you sincerely
  • can bring up the team’s confidence just by saying things like “nice serve” or “nice toss” because they know there is no sugarcoating
  • calls out kageyama whenever his tosses starts being too king-like (because that tends to happen whenever kags is exhausted and/or anxious) and calms him down with a snarky remark
  • “king, watch your tosses” “what???” “this is not middle school alright” “sorry i wi-” “i have been blessed. the king have bestowed onto me his holy apology. i can now spike with the strength of a lion an-” “shut up tsukki” “don’t call me that”
  • he will become a captain that is similar to both kuroo and oikawa
  • his scheming-captain abilities are apparent since all he is thinking about during matches is how to subtly pressure his opponents into making their own mistakes
  • kuroo being a huge dorky boyfriendsenpai when he finds out about tsukki’s captaincy and keeps going on about how tsukki learnt from the best (aka him)
  • but tsukki says that he oikawa’s captaincy is his ideal style and that he learn from observing oikawa back in his first year
  • it’s not exactly a lie since he really does aspire to be a captain loved and looked up to by his teammates that can easily scare his opponents
  • and just like oikawa, he knows when and where to use his team’s plays so that it will be the most useful against opponents
  • is now known as the clever blocker among the prefecture and setters are always trying new plays to trick his blocking
  • can stop his rowdy juniors’ and kagehina’s antics with just one look
  • tbh, he can easily scare his kouhais with his smirks and he is delighted about it
  • arranging combined training camps with date tech and seijou (held at seijou because damn that school is huge) because tsukki, koganegawa, and kunimi (the respective captains) still remained in contact
  • karasuno still attends the tokyo training camp in the summer and many younger blockers goes to him for blocking tips
  • arranging practice matches with his brother’s neighbourhood team because he thinks it is good practice for karasuno
  • despite him putting on a scary front, he is still easily bullied (especially by the other third years) into treating the team dinner once in a while
  • also not afraid to call out on any kagehina pda during practice
  • “shrimpy stop eye-fucking our sweet tobio in front of innocent tadashi” “yamaguchi is doing it to yachi too and you’re just jealous because kuro-” *hinata gets hit in the face by a ball*
  • and yams “accidentally” missed his serve and hit hinata twice. yachi smirks. 


third year first years: part 1 | part 2 | service-specialist!yams

Open Your Eyes

I’m trying to ease myself back into writing so please bare with me. They’ll most likely be horrible for the time being hahaha. I might make this a short multi chapter story….we’ll see how it goes♡

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“This case is killing me.” You mindlessly whisper to no one in particular.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Spencer asks quietly.


You look up from the case file in your hand and focus your gaze on him. You hadn’t realized everyone was stating at you and it made you uncomfortable suddenly. You’d never felt that around them before and you knew they saw the discomfort no matter how quickly you covered it up.


“Yeah Spence I’m fine.” You reply cautiously. You clear your throat and nod, this time adding a little oomph in your answer, “I’m okay, seriously.”

You stand and walk toward the board as you try to piece it all together without the missing pieces you’d not yet found. 3 girls from different schools wound up dead, their bodies entangled together in a triangle formation, but there was no connection between the 3. Not even mutual friends. It seemed borderline cult like but that didn’t sit well with you. You believed it was something else…you just weren’t sure what.

Sighing heavily you back away and glance at the time. Hotch regarded you carefully before clearing his throat and gathering everyone’s attention, “How about we call it a night and go get dinner together?”

It wasn’t often he suggested work family dinners when out on cases so you knew you weren’t the only one struggling with this case. Derek and Spencer agreed and JJ and Emily were already talking about where to eat. Rossi stood by Hotch seemingly having a random conversation but from the occasional glance overs you knew you were the choice of topic.

You grabbed your bag and slung it over your shoulder as Spencer caught yours, and everyone else’s attention, “Um…are you coming Y/N?”

“Um I’ll…"You watched as his shoulders lumped slightly alongside everyone else’s and changed your mind, "Yeah I’m coming. I just want to get changed out of these clothes.”

Spencer smiled and stood, “I’ll walk you back to-”

“Oh no Spence it’s okay. The walk to my room isn’t far. I’ll just meet you guys in the lobby.” You state before walking out of the room. Everyone stared after you wondering what it was about this case that was haunting you along with how you couldn’t see the straws Spencer was grasping at with you.

You slid your room key in the door and dumped your bag by the stand. Closing it behind you you walked into your room and slumped onto the bed wanting to curl up and go to sleep. You knew if you did that though the team would be up here guns blazing.

You stood and decided on a quick shower. You stripped and winced as you caught your reflection. You hated what you saw no matter how irrational and harsh you knew you were being. Hopping into the shower you closed your eyes as the water cleansed the day off of you. The smell of shampoo and condition permeating the steamy air. Turning the water onto cold you felt the sudden shock your body went through before adjusting to the new temperature. You started this habit 3 years ago and yet it shocked you every time.

Shutting off the water you got out and wrapped a towel around you tightly before rifling through your bad for something to wear. You had dresses to choose from or jeans and shirts…but you settled on tights and a large grey hoodie paired with flat ankle boots. Wasn’t exactly the prettiest thing but you couldn’t be bothered. Throwing your wet hair into a messy bun and coating your lips with balm you grabbed a small bag with your credentials and other necessities and made your way to the lobby.

The first person you saw was Derek and a lump formed in your throat. Derek calculated your every move. He’d clocked onto you the second you walked out of the elevator. He watched as you dragged your feet closer to him and the hard swallow as you saw him. Any other time Derek would be a little offended but this time…this time he was worried. You’d never regarded anyone in this team the way you’d be doing all day. Just as you reached Derek he saw another pair of eyes calculating your every move and Derek couldn’t help but feel bad and protective.

“Hey pretty girl. You ready for some much needed food?” Derek asks casually. Genuinely.


“Yeah, actually, I am. I’ve heard their prawn cocktails are something to die for!” You say happily before realizing your words. A sinking feeling settled in your stomach so you tried to correct yourself, “I mean…I’ve heard they’re the best in the country so…so yeah…”

Derek frowned and placed a hand on your shoulder, “Pretty girl…what’s going on in the head of yours?”

“What? Nothing! I’m just…” Your words fell off as you watched Derek raise an eyebrow at you completely unconvinced that everything was fine, “I’m just a little tired and this case is proving to be more and more difficult.”

“Alright!” The sound of Rossi’s voice boomed and gave you the biggest fright you’d had in a while and it made you jump. Derek threw an arm around your shoulders and pulled you close.

“I’ve got you. Don’t worry, we’ll find the guy.” Derek tried reassuring you.

You nod and let him lead you to the table. Everyone orders and chats as you sink further and further into your chair. You couldn’t help but think about the case. There was something you were missing and you felt as if the answer was dangling right in your face but you couldn’t grasp it long enough to make sense of it.

Spencer clears his throat and raises his glass as he smiles at everyone. When his eyes settle on you, he begins to speak, “I just want to propose a toast. To the best of best friends anyone could ever have!”

And your stomach twisted something chronic as everyone made a round of, “Cheers!”

You stood, wobbling at the knees. You heard everyone calling your name and asking what was wrong but you kept walking away. You couldn’t forget this. Not this. You were so close! You found yourself standing at your door and finally got the door open as you ran for the case file. You pulled out the papers regarding the 3 dead girls and wrote the names of their best friends on a spare white board you had.

You hadn’t realized the team standing in your room watching as you frantically write down names and dates and circle 3 new names. You pick up your phone and dial Garcia on her personal number. After a few rings the line opens, “The great and almighty…blah blah…you know the rest. Y/N why are you waking me from my beauty sleep? It better be good. Oooh! Is it Spencer?”


You scrunched your face up in confusion. Spencer sighed and the rest of the team looked around awkwardly. You turned around and faced them before turning back and asked Garcia a few questions, “Is there any connection between the 3 girls best friends? And if so what is it?”

“Um good question girl genius.” You hear her tapping away and just as a yawn sneaks up on you she answers, “There…is. Wow Y/N how did you think of that one?”

“It was something Spencer said at dinner. How are they connected?” You say absent-minded. The girls being connected was a good place to start. Maybe they could recount the night the girls went missing and you could find some of the pieces you were missing.

You and Spencer had dinner together?! Well it was about damn-

“Team dinner. You weren’t invited.” You joke before she could go any further with her sentiment.


“Oh….oh right. Well, these girls met at a club. Hmm….that’s strange.” Garcia says as she types faster than you could keep up, “Oh this is not good…this is so not good…”

“What is it?” Hotch says making you jump. A hand descends on your back and you take note of who it is immediately. You give Spencer a grateful smile before waiting for Garcia answer.

“Boss man! Well according to these later dated Facebook statuses that the youth of today deem important…these 3 girls use to be the targets of mass bullying. As soon as they met their respective best friends, bless their souls, they shot up to popularity and was never the brunt of someone’s bullying ever again. Before that though they met regularly at a place called-”

“Marios?” You ask timidly.

“Yes. How you know?” Garcia asks. The team stood and watched you closely. The way you wrapped your arms around you as you tried to shrink into yourself.

“I-I used to go there as a teenager.” You say sadly, “Thanks P.”


“No problem girl genius. You should really ask Spen-” You ended the call. This wouldn’t end well. You knew that place and you knew what happened there all those years ago. This is why you were feeling off this entire case. Why everything felt like a story you’d forgotten about and couldn’t remember.

“Y/N?” Spencer asks softly. You turn to him as tears form. He goes to reach for you buy you step back and hold your hand out to push him back. Everyone stares at you worried.

“I know what’s happening.” You say as as tear falls, “I know because….because it’s happened before. And I was a part of it.”

Random Admitted Facts Of USWNT:

Shannon Boxx - I broke a chair at a national team dinner, but never hit the floor while still holding Christie Rampone’s daughter Rylie on my lap.

Lori Chalupny - I wish I could grow just a little bit so I could be listed at 5-5 instead of 5-4.

Lauren Holiday - When I was 10, I wanted to go to football camp but my mom put me in cheer camp instead. I won best toe-touch.

Tobin Heath - I used to steal gear from U.S. Soccer when I was younger, but for that I am sorry.

Carli Lloyd - I prefer sandals over sneakers.

Heather O'Reilly - I have an enormous sweet tooth. I maul chocolate.

Ali Krieger - I never leave the house without mascara.

Christie Rampone - I am a real red head!

Morgan Brian - My favorite show growing up was “SpongeBob SquarePants” and kinda still is.

Megan Rapione - Playing in Chicago may be dangerous for me, because as I said, I love to shop.

Amy Rodriguez - One of my worst habits is cracking my knuckles. My Grandma thinks I’m going to get arthritis.

Hope Solo - I buy myself flowers because I love to have them in the house.

Abby Wambach - When I was waking up from the anesthesia after my surgery for my broken leg, I was crying and saying “I want my mommy.”

Alex Morgan - My cat has six toes on each of its front paws.

Kelley O'Hara - I put water on my cereal.

Alyssa Naeher - My parents told us that when Amanda and I were babies, we’d just sit up in our cribs talking to each other for hours.

Christen Press - I never touched the ball once in my first soccer league.

Becky Sauerbrunn - I’m really good at video games.

Whitney Engen - My parents loved to dress my brother and I up as children.

Julie Johnston - I used to cry every time I fell down on the soccer field when I was nine.

Sydney Leroux - I was at the office every single day and they had to call my mom to come get me every single day.

Ashlyn Harris - I hit a kid in the face with a fish in Florida when I was younger.

Meghan Klingenberg - When I was around six years old, believe it or not, I was really shy.

Intertwined

Originally posted by j-murphy

A/N: So this was not requested, I just wanted to write it. It was inspired by the ever amazing @bookofreid, who sometimes whips out stories like these.

I am aware that love or a relationship doesn’t always magically fix everything. But right now, I’d like to hope that I can one day find a Spencer Reid to give me the excitement to get out of bed. 


Spencer Reid walked into her life when she was at her lowest. She was merely existing, her whole body feeling like an empty shell, numb to all feeling.

Spencer saw her from across a coffee shop, and observed how she smiled at strangers, although she became expressionless and lost in her own thought when she believed that no one was looking. When she made eye contact with him, she grinned, and he found himself entranced. Every day he returned to that coffee shop, making a detour from his work so that he could begin his day with her smile engrained into his mind.

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A Way to You Again: Part 7

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language, Angst, Panic Attacks

Word Count:  1350

Catch Up Here

Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

Author’s Notes: Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for the request. 

DRAMA!

I always love hearing from you guys <3.

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

Originally posted by sansqstark

The next few minutes were a blur of me screaming expletives shrilly at Steve. “STEVEN FUCKING GRANT ROGERS – YOU LITTLE SHIT!” I yelled as I punched him in the arm.

“Hey! We could wreck! Maybe take it out on me later?” he asked as he rolled his eyes.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked – trying to keep my voice level and failing miserably.

He shrugged somewhat apologetically. “Look – I’ve known Buck for a long time. He’s miserable without you, but he thinks you’re better off without him. He was driving himself crazy about it but refused to even listen to Tony when he said he knew where you were. He’s stubborn – there’s just no way around it,” he explained defensively – keeping an eye on me to make sure no further punches were in his immediate future.

“So… so he has no idea I’m coming?” I asked nervously as I chewed on my bottom lip.

“No,” Steve responded matter-of-factly. “But I can assure you he will be relieved when he sees you,” he added.

“Steve, pull over for a second,” I choked out as pure panic gripped me.

“Oh come on, Y/N! You can’t drive!” he whined.

“Pull over!” I yelled. The urgency in my voice finally prompted him to oblige. I jumped out of the car before it had fully stopped and ran into the nearby field where I promptly fell to my knees and vomited. I wiped my mouth with the back of my shaking hand as I rose unsteadily to my feet. So Bucky didn’t initiate this. He hadn’t even tried. His best friend was fighting for me and he wasn’t even trying. As I trudged back to the car I wished that I had never agreed to come back. I was better off alone.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked quietly as I climbed back into my seat and closed the door behind me.

“Why didn’t you tell me Steve?” I asked as tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.

He was quiet for a moment before he turned to me. “Because I knew you would never come back if I told you. What kind of friend would I be to either of you if I sat by idly and let you both ruin this?” When I looked into his eyes I knew that he meant it. He wanted so desperately for things to be fixed, but for some reason I doubted it would ever happen. I smiled at him weakly as he pulled the car back onto the interstate. The sudden feeling of panic had completely drained my energy. I resolved myself to finally lay my head back down on my makeshift pillow and close my eyes wearily. Within minutes I had fallen fast asleep.


“Y/N,” Steve whispered as he shook me softly. I grunted in reply. Why was he being so persistent in trying to wake me up? I just wanted to sleep a little longer.

“Go away,” I muttered grumpily as I tried to shoo his hands away from my arm.

“We’re here,” he finally said out of exasperation. This caused me to wake fully with a start.

“Oh,” I muttered nervously as I looked around the parking garage of Stark Tower. Bucky’s motorcycle was parked two spaces down – my heart almost jumped through my chest when I saw it.

“I’ll get your bags,” Steve responded as I exited the car.

The elevator ride was mostly quiet. Even after the nearly four-hour nap I had taken on the way to the tower I was exhausted. More than anything I wanted to escape to my room, take a long hot shower, and rest. The idea of seeing Bucky after the long drive was exhausting within itself. As the elevator doors opened we were greeted with laughter from the common room.

“Yo! Y/N!” Sam yelled from the couch – waving at me. “How was your vacation?” I smiled warmly at him and saw Tony turn to face me from one of the many chairs in the room. He offered me a small wink of hello. He had kept up the façade for me, god bless him, no one but those involved knew.

“It was great Sam, thanks,” I managed to respond back quietly.

“Who are you talking to?” Bucky called to Sam as he walked out of the kitchen – Natasha following closely behind. Sam didn’t have time to respond before Bucky’s eyes found me – the plate of food he had been carrying fell to the floor and shattered.

“Hi Buck,” I responded quietly, averting my eyes from him.

“Dude, what the fuck? You need help carrying your food around, grandpa?” Sam chastised as Bucky scrambled to the floor to carefully pick up the shards of glass and food that now littered it. It gave me an easy out.

“Well the drive was exhausting so I’m… erm… gonna head to my room to rest for awhile. I’ll be up in a few hours,” I muttered as I turned on my heel and fled towards the hallway that led to our rooms.

“Don’t forget – team dinner and meeting at seven!” Tony called casually behind me. I sighed as I neared my door— It wasn’t going to be easy to hideout in my room after all.


“Are you okay?” Steve whispered as he closed the door to my room behind him.

“Um.. yeah… I think so,” I responded lamely as I shifted uneasily. The sight of Nat being so close to Bucky made me want to scream.  “I think I’m just going to take a shower and sleep for a few more hours. I feel exhausted,” I muttered.

“Okay, let me know if you need anything. I’ll make sure you’re up for the meeting.” Steve smiled warmly at me as he opened the door.

“Steve?”

“Yeah, Y/N?”

“Will you lock the door before you close it, please?” He smiled sadly before turning the lock and closing the door behind him.

I sighed shakily as I sat on the corner of my bed. The last night I had spent in this room had been with Bucky and things had been so perfect. Now everything was all twisted up, and I didn’t know if there was a way to fix it. I pushed off the bed and headed to the shower – determined that it was exactly what I needed.


“What the hell were you thinking, Buck?” I could hear Steve’s raised voice through the wall. Dinner was less than an hour away so I grudgingly opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Since Bucky’s room shared a wall with mine it was impossible to not hear the conversation that was unfolding on the other side.

“I don’t know, Steve,” Bucky responded gruffly.

“How about you try better than that?” Steve had hidden his anger pretty well for me, but he wasn’t holding back on his friend. It was the maddest I had ever heard him.

“Listen, I was lonely. You know what that’s like, right? She was there, and it was just a casual thing. It happened a few times… I know I shouldn’t have let it, but it did. I knew it was wrong so I ended it.”

“And then you did the same thing to Y/N?” Steve asked incredulously.

“It… No. I know it looks the same, but it isn’t. She’s different. It’s different with her. Well… it was different with her,” he added sadly.

“This is your mess, Buck. You better make it right with her,” Steve added before the slam of Bucky’s door rattled the wall.

There was a gentle knock at my door that caused me to shoot up out of the bed. “Who is it?” I asked nervously.

“It’s me,” Steve’s voice replied softly from the other side of the door. “Are you ready?”

“Yeah,” I called as I grabbed a zip up sweater and put it on absentmindedly. I opened the door and could immediately feel the tension rolling off of Steve.

“Are you okay?” I asked cautiously.

“Yeah, let’s get to dinner,” he responded as I followed him out of the room.


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The Diary

“What’s this?” you hear from behind you as Reid continues to go through the boxes you were currently unpacking. Moving in together had been an important and exciting decision after months of dating. So there you were, joining your lives together even more and making Reid’s apartment look like the home you had always imagined it would be. Turning around at his question, your eyes widen and you rush to where he’s standing, reaching for the object in his hands but the genius moved faster and put it behind his back, a smile growing on his face.

“Reid, give me that.” you warned as you tried to get the green, small, leathered book you didn’t hide properly. Your boyfriend, however, had other ideas. His back turned and he opens the journal, giggling immediately.

“Dear diary,” he reads. “we saved 6 lives today. Garcia wanted to celebrate so her, me, Morgan, Reid and Prentiss went out. A drunk Garcia is something I’ll never get tired of seeing, even when she pukes on Morgan’s shoes.” the memory elicits a laugh from the young man as he flips through the next pages.

“Reid, I’m serious. Give me that.” he was standing in the front of the room now, avoiding your protests and chuckling as he kept reading.

“November 9th, Rossi had the team over for dinner and taught me some new recipes. He doesn’t know that when he left me alone in the kitchen I almost set the house on fire, but I’m working on my skills.”

“If you don’t give me that I’ll set this house on fire, I’m not kidding.” your face had softened now, the anger slowly slipping out of you and embarrassment replacing it. He was going back and forth with the book and you had given up now, even joining him in laughter as he recounted many of your adventures and happiest moments.

“March 10th. I met someone.” Oh no. Your body froze and you sat up from your place on the couch, heading towards your boyfriend again but his height proved to be your disadvantage once more as he held the book high above you and continued reading. “This was the day you joined the team.”

“Spence, please.” he had wrapped his free arm around your waist while you still tried to get your book back.

“I met seven people, actually. I joined the BAU today and I don’t think I’ve ever been this frightened. The team leader, Agent Hotchner seems intimidating and extremely private, but when he smiles he seems like a warm presence to be around. I’ve been a fan of David Rossi for the longest time and getting to work with him sounds exciting. Agent Jareau is as pretty in real life as she is on television and Agent Prentiss exudes safety, like you know you’re in good hands with her. Agent Morgan is a flirt, I was a little surprised at his instant friendliness but it was a good surprise. The tech analyst, Penelope Garcia, is by far the coolest person I’ve ever met. I need to talk to her more. And then… there’s him.”

Reid turned to you with your favorite kind of smile of his. It was small, a faint movement of lips easily dismissed by anyone who wasn’t really looking, but carried with emotion in his eyes. You could swear someone had put the stars in them whenever you looked into them.

“Doctor Spencer Reid, hates handshakes and stares a little too long at people (or maybe that was just my imagination). He talks a lot and though the team drifted off into other tasks while so, I couldn’t help but listen to every word coming out of his lips. He has the kind of voice you just can’t stop listening to. Besides his impressive IQ, his doctorates and other skills, he’s incredibly handsome, the kind of handsome that leaves you speechless. I know I was. There’s something really special about him, not his looks or his intellectual, but something that draws you with force. He feels familiar, like I’ve known him all my life. He feels like home.”

Expecting another set of laughs from Reid, you were surprised to find him in silence, going through your words once more until his eyes fell back on you. There it was, the look on his face. Love. The look that made you feel like the luckiest person in the whole wide world. He pulled you in and crashed his lips into yours in a gentle yet passionate manner. It was like that with Reid, even the simplest and smallest moments and gestures were filled with an incredible amount of meaning and passion.

“I can’t believe you thought that of me when you first met me,” he mumbled with a smile. “Most people think I’m weird and not worth a second thought.”

You shook your head. “I think I just knew. I knew that someday, not too long from that moment… I knew you’d become my world. You’ve remained as such ever since.”

After a couple of minutes in each other’s embrace and a few more kisses, you went back to unpacking your boxes, but not before hearing Reid chuckling and sitting back down.

“August 6th, Reid and I had sex in Rossi’s office — oh I am definitely reading this one.”

Telepaths and Trigonometry - Peter Parker x Reader

Anonymous said:
Peter Parker request where the shy new girl at school knows that he’s Spider-Man. She knew because their hands touched once during a class and she could see his thoughts that way. So he invites her to the compound to show off her gifts. She can also move things with her mind.

A/N: Reader is telepathic and telekinetic

Warnings: none?

Word Count: ~800


Originally posted by v-writings

Trigonometry, your worst class of the day. 

You dread it every single day. The only good thing about it is that you get to see Peter there. Peter Parker, the guy you’ve been crushing on for months, sits right next to you in Trig. 

As you are putting your binder back in your bag after class, your pencil rolls off of the desk and onto the floor next to Peter. He bends down to pick it up for you and smiles as he holds it out to you.

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Perfect

A/N: so i got three requests from @charlesgrey1875, @meep-meep22 , and @sebatianstanisbae and they all wanted a jealous bucky. the ending is based off of ed sheeran’s new song perfect. 

Pairing: bucky x reader

Word Count: 1689

C'mon Steve! That’s not fair!” Y/N yelled as she tried to reach for the bag of candy Steve was holding above her head. Steve chuckled as he watched her start to jump up and down, stretching her arm up as far as it could go but it never came near the bag.

Steeeve,” Y/N whined, eventually growing tired of jumping and crossed her arms over her chest.

“You stole my bag last time,” Steve answered, like it was the perfect justification for why he had the bag.

“It was an accident!” Y/N exclaimed, uncrossing her arms and throwing them in the air in frustration.

“Yeah well, should have looked more carefully before pulling something out of the cabinet,” Steve replied, still holding the bag above her head.

“What’s going on here?” Another voice entered the kitchen. Sam and Bucky had just finished their workout and planned to have a relaxing snack but instead found two bickering children.

“He stole my candy!”

“She stole mine first!” Steve slowly lowered his arm, cautious of Y/N and her fast cat like reflexes.

“Seriously?” Sam asked as he raised an eyebrow, “you guys are fighting over a bag of candy?”

“It’s not any bag of candy it’s my favorite,” Y/N responded.

“Which happens to be my favorite as well,” Steve added, opening the bag and watching Y/N squint her eyes in annoyance as she hears the crinkle of the bag.

“Unbelievable,” Sam muttered before walking towards the fridge. “Like an old married couple,” he said under his breath not expecting anyone to hear him. But two people did and both had super soldier hearing. Bucky grunted as he looked between Steve and Y/N, unsure of what to do or even say. He wanted to tell Steve off, to yell at him for teasing Y/N and to remind him that he had a crush on her, not Steve. But he didn’t, instead Bucky grabbed the bottle Sam offered him, clenched his jaw tight and left but not before giving Steve a quick side eye.

“What’s his problem?” Y/N asked curiously at the interaction.

“You,” both Steve and Sam said.

“Me?” Y/N could hardly believe it. The man that she had slowly started to fall in love with had a problem with her. She let out a sniffle and wiped a stray tear from her eye before excusing herself without letting her friends explain why Bucky had a problem with her.

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - March 24th, 2017

Originally posted by byaseashore

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! Click on the titles to get the links! They are posted in the order I read them.


Was it Ever Real? multi-chapter by mindramblings ARGUS Agent Oliver Queen is given one last mission. He has to go undercover and get close to a member of the Bratva’s daughter: Felicity Smoak. Complications arise, however, when he finds himself falling for her. Will he be able to stay focused on the job or blur the lines?

Finally Home by @wherethereissmoak - Oliver is rescued from Prometheus, but discovers Felicity’s chair in the bunker is suspiciously empty. So Awesome!!

The White Queen by @felicityollies - How do you break a man that is already so very broken? You break the love of his life, of course.

Time for a Story multi-chapter by @smkkbert - This fic shows Olicity and their life as a (married) couple with family. Although Olicity (and their kids) are the protagonists, other characters of Arrow and Flash make appearances.

A Day in the Life multi-chapter by @tdgal1 - Felicity Smoak is an MIT graduate and assistant to Oliver Queen.   Suddenly she is his pretend girlfriend and in the spotlight.  Oliver Queen needs a girlfriend to get rid of an obsessive former lover and to please his parents. Fluffy, funny, happiness!

Calculated Chaos multi-chapter @stygian-omada-fan - Sequel to The Nightmare, I don’t care if you’re 4, or 40 you don’t hit people

Running Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4 multi-chapter by @geneshaven - Oliver and Felicity are on the run from the authorities

Our Version of Events multi-chapter by @machawicket and @geneeste - Action star Ollie Queen is trying to clean up his image and land parts that require him to do more than appear shirtless while fighting stuntmen. Pop star Felicity Smoak wants to be seen as an adult in time for the release of her new, grittier album. And talent manager John Diggle’s got an idea about what coverage of Oliver and Felicity’s brand new (and totally fake) romance could do for them both.

In Another Life (I Could be Your Man) multi-chapter by @angelicmisskitty - Their lives couldn’t be more different - and yet Oliver can’t take his eyes off the beautiful blonde woman that leaves the subway every morning at 7.43am. There is something about her that makes him look up every morning - something that also makes him aware he’ll never be good enough for her, or that she’d even notice him. He had no idea how much his life would change the day he rushed over to help her…Olicity AU - no Lian Yu, no saving the city (at least not in the way we know from Arrow :D ) LOVE LOVE, LOVE!

Untitled by @dettiot - a prompt… Oliver and Felicity at the grocery store, Oliver and Felicity hosting a team dinner, or both :)

You are my Strength by @alanna-the-lionheart - 5x17 spec fic - As Prometheus tortures him, Oliver holds on tight to hope. His team, his friends, his family…they are his strength, and they will find him. He trusts them; he trusts all of them. But more than anything, he trusts her.

A Soul Lost at Sea multi-chapter by @tinaday3w - MAGNIFICENT regency romance where Oliver is a pirate who had returned to his previous life.

Untitled by @alexiablackbriar13 - Prompt: Allergy -  So sweet!

Untitled by @dmichellewrites - Prompt a story with Felicity and Lyla

Untitled by @dmichellewrites - Felicity takes a turn dressing up as the Green Arrow

Prompts and Drabbles by @wherethereissmoak - Chapter 1: The prompts were “I thought it was a one-night-stand…and now we’re married…” and  “I’m your husband. It’s my job.”Chapter 2: “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”

Untitled by @dmichellewrites - Prompt: Cake - Olicity wedding cake!

Trust Me multi-chapter by @felicityollies - When a prostitute meets the perfect client, she has to remind herself that there’s no room for getting close to someone in her line of work.

Keep it Professional multi-chapter by @mogirl97 - Oliver is assigned to be Felicity’s bodyguard - Delightful!

Tumbleweeds multi-chapter by zarrati - Set post “What we Leave Behind”. Instead of going to Susan’s, Oliver finds himself at Felicity’s apartment to check on her. What starts out as Oliver trying to be a supportive friend soon sets them on the path of growing back together.

When Locksley Met… multi-chapter by @emmilynestill - A collection of one-shots wherein Oliver and Felicity’s fierce (and fluffy) guard dog meets their friends and family. Also, an Olicity-observed-from-a-third-party collection. CUTENESS OVERLOAD!

Kick Off Your Sunday Shoes by @wherethereissmoak - Prompt -“How long have you been standing there?” Set early in Season 3

Olicity - He’s going to be okay. He’s safe. multi-chapter by @marytagus - A fanfic on Felicity Smoak dealings to get Oliver safe from Prometheus torture.

In My Daughter’s Eyes multi-chapter by @smkkbert - Oliver and Felicity are parents following a teenage pregnancy, they balance family life with school and I love it!

As Easy As Falling multi-chapter by @charlinert - Felicity has just received tragic news when she meets Oliver, I believe there is hope, highly recommend but you will cry but not every chapter!

Deceive, Inveigle and Obfuscate multi-chapter by @machawicket - AWESOME story about a pretend marriage between Oliver and Felicity for reasons

Snowfall multi-chapter by sentencefragments - With her car stuck in the snow and the only thing slightly warm her best friend’s wedding dress in her backseat, Felicity chooses  to take a leap of faith and venture into the snowstorm to find some help. or at least shelter. She slips and tumbles into a deep ditch. Lucky for her, someone finds her and carries her to his cabin and crackling fireplace.

Red Red Wine multi-chapter by @lynslogic - Felicity’s mother meets Oliver Queen who owns a winery and gives him her number

Bound to You multi-chapter by @bindy417 - Felicity is an ARGUS agent and Oliver with the Bratva but they met long before that! This story gives the past and the present. 

Domestic Disagreement by @wherethereissmoak - Oliver and Felicity are back together in a new home, and he’s mad at her for something. Domestic Olicity fluffiness.

Every Life Has a Moment multi-chapter by @laurabelle2930 - The Queen family took Felicity in and raised her from age 7, Felicity and Oliver became bestfriends until they realized they could be more

Am I Going Alone multi-chapter by @abadspellr - AU. What would happen if Ivo killed Sarah instead of Shado? How does Oliver’s life change? Can he still be The Hood? Can he still find Felicity? Can he learn what it means to be a hero? A re-imagining of Arrow with old faces in new roles.

Pieces of Always multi-chapter by @so-caffeinated and @dust2dust34 - Ongoing non-linear collection of family moments for the Queens. You do not need to have read FiCoN to enjoy this, but it will spoil the end. Really love these stories!!

One Plus One Equals Three multi-chapter by @perfectlittlesoul - a glimpse into the happy married life of Olicity - super sweet

I did for this for you by @callistawolf for Olicity Valentine’s Smut-a-thon - Oliver and Felicity have just reunited and things are getting hot and heavy between them as they celebrate their return to each other. And then Oliver discovers something…

Intermezzo by @nodecaff4me for Olicity Valentine’s Smut-a-thon - Oliver hates the opera, prompt “I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear…”

Untitled by @deadlybingo - post 5x17 fic what happens after the credits

Olicity Drabble 5x17 - Holding by @laurabelle2930 - Post 5x17 fic An Olicity moment.

A Home for Shadows by @olicitykaramel - Post 5x17 fic Dealing with the aftermath

Picture Perfect multi-chapter by @thebookjumper - She’s not really sure what prompted her to do it.   Okay, that might be a bit of a lie.  Sure, she’s not completely positive of her reasoning, but she would bet Oliver’s fortune that it had quite a bit to do with the four empty bottles of wine littering her counter top and the three other women lounging around her apartment in various states of undress.She doesn’t want to be cute anymore.  She’s sexy and she’s going to prove it. SO AWESOME!

Actions Speak Louder Than Words (And Other True Sayings) multi-chapter by @so-caffeinated - All-in-all, it’s the best kidnapping experience Felicity’s had so far by a lot. So, it’s kind of an epic surprise when the fallout from it is so, so much worse.

Revelations and Confessions by @geniewithwifi - Post 5x17 Olicity moment

Gather Your Darkness by @imusuallyobsessed - What happened right after Oliver came into the bunker and said, “I’m shutting everything down.” The bunker is quiet, Oliver’s asleep, but Felicity and Digg can’t just leave him.


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anonymous asked:

Can we talk about Tony feeling really unwanted? With the "rebuilt" Avengers after CW? They show him he's not wanted and disliked. They throw in mean quips all the time. And they have to act like a team again, so they are sitting at the dinner table and they are all talking and laughing and Tony wants to cry with how unwanted and hated he feels. His stomach turning, he has a lump in his throat, his eyes keep watering. He doesn't remember a time when he felt this unwanted and out of place.

Thank you for breaking my heart and stomping on the shards, anon. (And I’m not saying that sarcastically because I really love this headcanon but also ouch! My poor, poor baby!!)

Because it’s just so easy to imagine, you know? To think that Tony–who’s known from the beginning that he wasn’t wanted, that he’s been on the outside of a group he desperately wanted to belong to, that he’s been the add-on everyone tolerates because there’s just no better alternative–struggles with the reunion of the old team.

What the media called ‘Civil War’ was in mostly an argument between a small, super-powered group of people–but it was a vicious one. It was personal, right from the start, always more about them and their own issues than the fate of the world. And maybe that’s why they can’t just- go back from that. They’ve crossed lines with each other–against each other–that can’t be taken back, no matter how much they like to pretend otherwise.

And some of them don’t even bother pretending all that hard.

There are Clint’s consistent jokes, no longer designed to be anything but cutting and tearing as deep as possible. There are Steve’s constant critiques and questions that wear on Tony in a way they didn’t used to. There are Wanda’s hateful glares that–have not changed much at all. There are Sam’s dark expressions whenever Rhodey’s name is mentioned. The list goes on.

To be fair, it’s not just them who’ve changed. It’s Tony too. Tony who can’t hear anything but insults in every word Clint says. Tony who can barely stand being in the same room with Steve, never mind looking at him. Tony doesn’t dare turning his back on any of them, jumps when someone enters without him noticing, then pretends to brush off the mocking his reaction ears him. It’s not as easy as it used to be though (and it was never easy to begin with).

 He can’t sleep, jerks awake from nightmares with a painfully racing heart whenever he manages to get a few hours of sleep. Pretends he doesn’t notice the mocking his make-up gathers. Stays out of the compound whenever possible, takes long business trips and attends every meeting possible. Doesn’t join team dinners unless Steve bullies him into it–and yes, it’s bullying, there’s nothing nice about it, he thinks in one of his rare, spiteful moments. Spite costs energy though, and that’s something Tony finds himself increasingly lacking.

Out in the field they’re a disaster. Well, not all of them. Steve and Barnes are an amazing team, and Clint and Natasha know each other to well not to be. Sam does a good job and Wanda is getting better and better at working in a team. Tony on the other hand… Well. He still can’t seem to bring himself to turn his back on any of them. Has a panic attack more than once and would’ve undoubtedly died or worse, gotten someone else killed, if FRIDAY didn’t have basic emergency access to the suit. Ducks away from Steve’s shield instead of catching it like he’s supposed to. Knocks away Barnes’ gun once. Pulverises a couple of Clint’s arrows that fly into his direction (he doesn’t check whether they would’ve hit him. He doesn’t want to know).

The team–if you can still call it that with Rhodey, Bruce and Vision all no longer a part of it–is slowly beginning to pick up the pieces and learn how to become the new Avengers they’ve been pretending to be for a while now. Except–Tony can’t. He can’t do that. He can’t get back into what he (never really) had, can’t build something new with the too familiar pieces. Can only watch the team, his team, become stronger, better, without him.

The Avengers don’t need him anymore. They show it, prove it, say it everyday, if not always in quite these words. Maybe they never did, Tony thinks, and refuses to cry for an end he’s always known would come eventually.

anonymous asked:

imagine on Valentine's Day,,aka Derek Malik Nurse's (loml) birthday, and everyone is super focused on their SO (Derek isn't mad, he's used to it) he goes the whole day thinking everyone forgot until he gets invited over to the haus for team dinner and is surprised w a birthday party, and this boy is so overwhelmed he's like lowkey almost in tears. he asks who planned it and everyone looks at dex, who had the date circled w hearts all year. This is pre-relationship but they're Screwed

this is the cutest prompt ever and it jumped right to the top of my list ooops hehe. this starts off kind of boring because nursey’s day also starts off boring, so stick in there lmao. i liked writing this a lot, so enjoy!

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