the balloon shape

So if you’re looking for Harvey x Mike fic to read today, here’s a reminder that I wrote a Thanksgiving fic for them a few years back where Mike claims he almost got assaulted by a parade balloon in the shape of Spiderman.

It has domestic feels! It has fluff! It has pie!

Here it is: finding the way

Happy Thanksgiving, Americans. Happy Thursday/Friday, everyone else.

My “Boys” by Charli XCX video
  • Oscar Isaac playing peekaboo with his baby. He has his Poe Dameron hairstyle and just the right stubble.
  • John Boyega playing with TOO MANY KITTENS at once. TOO MANY. He laughs, delighted and overwhelmed, at the tickle of their tiny toebeans.
  • Diego Luna with sweaterpaws in a big cableknit cowl-neck, peeking out at me with sparkling eyes.
    • Alternately: Diego Luna and Gael Garcia Bernal lovingly fixing each other’s hair and collars and glasses.
  • Harry Styles bashfully holding out a bunch of heart-shaped balloons. He’s wearing a floral suit.
  • Riz Ahmed floating past in a crystal-blue pool, laying atop a swan-shaped floatie. He tilts his sunglasses down to wink.
  • Harrison Ford looking vaguely maybe-disapproving but being a good sport about it.
  • George Shelley building a blanket fort for two. He wears a blanket cape.
  • Mahershala Ali having a tea party with gilded bone china teacups covered in fuchsia roses. The other guests are mostly teddy bears.
  • Andy Samberg making a giant banana split; he’s wearing a cardigan and his glasses, and he had to roll up the sleeves to his elbows.
  • Aziz Ansari playing with a Dog That Looks Like Tom Haverford, rip the cutest blog concept.
  • Tom Holland doing breathtaking fouettes and probably a pas de basque combo.
    • Harry Shum Jr. can come, too.
  • Richard Ayoade cleaning his glasses. He’s in a beautiful library. He shushes the camera.
  • Adam Scott eating a calzone, the cheese stretching entirely too long to be realistic. He laughs at himself.
  • John Cho riding a white horse like in Selfie, but in less of a shirt.  Maybe in a light rain.
  • Ben Schwartz and Joe Keery brushing their teeth side-by-side.
  • Alfie Enoch frosting a giant pink cake with a smudge of flour on his perfect cheekbone.
  • Terry Crews painting a still life of flowers and various fruits.
  • Dev Patel and Andrew Garfield having a pillow fight in ridiculously-patterned flannel pajama pants and white undershirts. They lightly pluck stray feathers from each other’s shoulders.
  • Armie Hammer walking a moderately sized army of dachsunds in raincoats. He has a magenta umbrella.
  • Louis Tomlinson, clean-shaven, wearing suspenders. Freddie is dressed to match.
  • Donnie Yen polishing an apple on his shirt and taking a cheery bite. Or maybe a peach, and then then he wipes his mouth on his wrist.
  • Luke Pasqualino carving an terrible, terrible, but very cute jack-o’lantern. He’s too proud of it.
  • Tamal Ray eating a huge sandwich. Probably the number two best sandwich of his life, when they fried the pork with rosemary. I want to see his joy.
  • Nick Offerman reading “Make Way for Ducklings.” TO DUCKLINGS.
    • Alternately: Madeline. He’s probably wearing a tool belt.
  • Andre Braugher jumping on a trampoline

Here it is! This took me about three days and is a comic for @tgtat featuring a heart shaped balloon and some beppimi. This was the second version I did up, the original sketch I did for this comic is posting tomorrow

If Cows Could Fly

My entry for this week’s @txf-prompt-box challenge. It’s nothing but fluff and I’m not even sorry. Set sometime after “Rain King”. 

A Hot Air Balloon Ride!

bonus: The balloon isn’t of a regular shape.

“Mulder explain to me again why we’re in a hot air balloon?” They’re about 3000 feet in the air, rising steadily and Scully, instead of enjoying it, glances at him expectantly. She can’t let go. Look around, he wants to tell her cause she’s not believing his story anyway. He’s tried. Twice.

“Like I already told you Scully, Skinner gave these tickets to us.”

“Mulder…” Even the third time is no charm. Scully, his ever skeptic partner, refuses to believe his story. True, it’s a bit of there. But for once, it’s the truth.

“Scully, I’m telling you. Don’t you remember that e-mail they sent around a few weeks ago? The FBI wants to commemorate their best, most successful agents. Congrats, partner. That’s us.”

“But with a hot air balloon ride?”

“They’re not going to send us on some all-inclusive vacation in the Poconos.” Mulder shrugs. For him it’s a dream come true. Albeit a dream he didn’t know he had, but he’s not going to question this, or analyze this. He, for one, is happy. All alone in the air with Scully where no one can see them or hurt them. It’s perfect.  

“They could have sprung for a nice dinner.” Scully mumbles while buttoning up her coat. The higher up they go, the colder it gets despite the warmth the balloon spews at them. Mulder has to stop himself from smirking. He’ll gladly help her get warm. His lewd thought is interrupted by a change in her expression; is softens, brightens up. Mulder follows her look and sighs. Under them, everything looks tiny and peaceful. Like a miniature version of the real world.

“The world can be rather beautiful, huh?” Mulder isn’t sure she even heard him. The swish of the air around them is loud, yet calming. He steps closer to her and she doesn’t move away. They’re almost touching and Mulder can no longer tell if the heat he’s feeling comes from her or the balloon.

“I’m not saying this isn’t nice, Mulder, and I’m still not sure about your story, but…”

“But what?”

“Why are we in balloon that looks like a cow? With wings no less. Mulder, cows don’t have wings.”

“Hey, you can’t know that. Only the cows we know have never sprouted wings.” Her raised eyebrow lets him know that she’s not amused. He, however, can’t hold back his grin. He could have picked one of the other balloons. But he kept imaging himself up here with Scully and he didn’t want them to be in a pig. A flying pig? No, thank you. Or Goofy. Of course the FBI signed them up for a company that exclusively owned silly balloons. When Skinner handed him the tickets, the blush visible even on his bald, shiny head, he mumbled the name “Fun Riders” like it was the name of a shady strip club. Mulder briefly wonders how Scully would have reacted to a trip to the strip club. Paid in full by their employer.

“Why did you pick the cow?”

“Remember Holman Hardt? That case in Kroner, Kansas?”

“I think so, yes. You thought his unrequited love for his high school crush was influencing the weather. Where are you going with this?” Mulder rolls his eyes at her obvious denial; they both know that Holman’s feelings did have an impact on the weather. He decides to let it go this time.

“That one night he made a cow fly right through the roof of my motel room.” Mulder reminds her instead.

“I don’t remember that.”

“You don’t? We had to share a room.” That’s something he can’t forget. They’d shared rooms before, of course. And he is used to being around a sleeping Scully because she can fall asleep anywhere, any time. That was the first, and so far only time, they had to share a bed though.        

“That I do remember.”

“I uhm, wanted to pay tribute to, well…”

“The cow?”

“Not the cow.”

“Then what, Mulder?”

“Nothing. It was a stupid idea, forget it.”

“I can’t forget it, Mulder. We’re up in the air. We’ve got,” she checks her watch, “about another hour and a half ahead of us. As nice as this is, I don’t want us to say nothing to each other.”

“We could play I spy, Scully.” She shakes her head gently, a smile sneaking up on her.

“Mulder, if you could control the weather,” she says and his ears perk up, “what would it be like now?”

“I thought you didn’t believe in that sort of thing, Scully. Maybe the air up here is too thin for you to think clearly.” She shoots him a look, a very obvious don’t be an idiot look, Mulder that he secretly loves.

“Come on, Mulder. What would your weather be like?” Before answering, Mulder looks around him. It’s a sunny day in September, neither too warm nor too cold. The wind caresses the few spots of skin that are not covered by his clothes. It causes Scully’s hair to flap against her cheeks softly, framing her face perfectly.

“I think Scully… this weather right here is what I’d pick.” She smiles at him, desperately trying to catch that one loose strand of hair that keeps escaping her. He watches for a moment mesmerized but then his hand reaches out, comes into brief contact with hers, and he tucks the strand of hair away safely.

“There.” He whispers unnecessarily.

“Thank you.” She blushes but doesn’t move away from him. Not that there’s much space to do so anyway. Mulder doubts that Skinner wanted something like this to happen up here in the air; Mulder and Scully unable to flee the scene and consequently, their feelings. Up here they’re stuck together with every unspoken sentiment they’ve ever had.

“If you could, you know, control the weather, Scully… what would you do?”

“I’d pick this one, too, Mulder. But that’s not how it works, is it? Holman Hardt didn’t pick the weather. It was merely a reflection of his unspoken feelings.” He loves this woman. He knew it before of course, even told Scully, and she pretended not to believe him, but right now the feeling washes over him in a steady wave, almost knocking him down.

“Well, does it reflect your feelings?” He asks carefully. His feelings are brewing up a storm. It all depends on Scully what kind of storm it will be. He is thinking sunshine and explosions of rainbows. One word from her and she can turn it into a violent thunderstorm with rain for days, though.

“You know what I really thought when you told me about this hot air balloon ride? I thought you were… asking me out. On a date.”


“Yes, ‘oh’. But you kept insisting on the story that Skinner gave you the tickets. That this is nothing more than an obligatory thing.” He can show her the receipts because of course Skinner made him fill out a form. She can ask Skinner and he’ll confirm his story. But looking at her he feels like that’s not what she wants to hear right now. Lately, they had been moving into this direction. A date. Or something resembling one at least. If only he’d seen that she was ready for it, too.  

“Scully, you asked me why I picked the cow, right?” She nods.

“I only told you about the whole thing once I’d picked out the balloon myself. I wanted that cow because… I never told you this, but… that night when the cow came flying through the roof? My first thought after it happened was you. I thought of you. Not any specific thought, not the typical what will Scully think of this train of thought I tend to have. No, I just thought of your name. Of you. Because to me, you are… well, everything. I realized it that moment. Maybe not that exact moment but in all the immediate moments that came after.”

“They never did check you for a head injury, did they?” Her voice is soft, crumbling. Tears swim in her eyes that, he is sure of it, she would deny if he brought it up. Just the wind, she’d say. He knows it and it makes him grin, cause she, too, is smiling up at him.

“They didn’t have to. Nothing wrong with my head.” Another raised eyebrow. “At least not like that and definitely not caused by a flying cow. It was not my idea to go on a hot air balloon ride, no. I swear Skinner gave me the tickets, but… I wanted it to be something special. I’m not saying it’s a date, because that would be presumptuous of me, and I didn’t exactly ask you. But would it be the worst thing… for a first date?”

“No, Mulder,” she is so close to him, he feels like they’re becoming one person. Her face, too, seems to come closer. So very, very close to his, “It’s definitely not bad for a first date.” Then her lips are there. They meet his as the balloon hisses and sizzles. Or maybe it’s just them. Their lips move together as if they’ve never done anything else, as if they’ve long been acquainted with each other.

“You know what Scully?” Mulder asks when they break the kiss. “It’s like Skinner arranged our first date.”

“Let’s not tell him about that, all right?” He nods against her, his nose nuzzling her neck. He wonders if anyone has ever attempted sex on a hot air balloon and if it would qualify them for the mile high club. Maybe another time, he thinks.

“And you better not wait for Skinner to arrange a second one.” He definitely won’t, Mulder thinks, as he captures her lips again.

Awkward First Meetings AUs
  • “My cat steals underwear and I come home to find you chasing my cat to get your underwear back.”
  • “I was imitating a fight scene off this anime I watched and accidentally hit you in the face.”
  • “This horrible umbrella won’t extend! Oh shit I just hit you in the stomach/crotch! I’m so sorry.”
  •  “I needed a drink of water after my shower but I forgot that I opened the blinds to my balcony and you just saw me walk into my kitchen naked.”
  • “I just tripped and fell face first into your crotch, god end my life now please.”
  • “I drunkenly tried to fight you and knocked myself out but you were kind enough to take care of me till I woke up.”
  • “You have just witnessed me cry over the ending to my favorite game before class began please don’t ever tell anyone about this.”
  • “I thought you were my friend so I slapped your ass in greeting.”
  • “I sent a selfie of myself in the tub to the wrong number and you responded back with another selfie. Holy shit you’re really attractive.”
  • “You’re headphones aren’t plugged in all the way so I know you’re listening to educational children’s cartoon theme songs.”
  • “You just caught me reading hardcore smut fan fiction during class and you’re wondering how I can read this with a blank face.”
  • “You accidently broke my arm when you fell from a tree and landed on top of me.”
  • “I got my ass handed to me in SSB4 by this little kid and you were there to witness it.”
  • “I’ve never talked to you before but the teacher just used us as an example for a scenario where we are married.”
  • “Hello we are full grown adults fighting over this last balloon that’s shaped like a cats head.”
  • “I’m running late to school and you just hit me with your motorcycle cause you’re also late and no I don’t want to go to the hospital instead because I cannot miss this test just please give me a ride instead?”
  • “Please don’t tell anyone that I carry a stuffed animal around with me and even talk to it.”
  • “Hello I’m your boss and you’re the new employee who just saw me shove an entire cupcake into my mouth.”
  • “I’m watching The Lion King on my phone and I’m trying to hide the fact I’m sobbing uncontrollably but you notice anyway.”
  • “I was trying to ask for directions and you accidentally pepper sprayed me cause you thought I was your stalker.”
  • “Hey you called this number at like 3AM and we talked about some pretty heavy shit do you remember any of that?”

Clowns are probably one of the most mistreated creatures people keep as domestic pets. So many parents buy clowns for their children’s birthdays without doing any research on how to properly care for their clown, and therefore, so many clowns live cramped, uncomfortable, and stressed lives! This is an easy to follow guide on how to properly care for your clown, to make sure they live the best life possible.

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the valentine’s day showdown

Alternately titled: “A Mistake of Epic Proportions (With a Happy Ending)”

Sterek high school Valentine’s Day AU, a little over 4k words, rated T. :)   

So Stiles and Erica have this competitive flirting/wooing thing going. This totally-mutually-agreed-upon-to-be-platonic competitive flirting/wooing thing. Every Valentine’s Day Eve, Erica gets him good, and every Valentine’s Day, Stiles gets her back, thoroughly.

It started out pretty tame back in middle school, but with every passing year it’s gotten gradually more explicit and cheesy as they try to out-embarrass each other. It’s kind of like gay chicken, except hetero and strictly no-touching, and without any of the UST…

Okay, so maybe it’s not that much like gay chicken, but it’s definitely something. Something Stiles always relishes.

He’s pretty sure he and Erica have a better time every Valentine’s Day than a lot of the actual couples at their school.

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On Edge (Valentines)

Requests: “Pls do a protective/ jealous Stefan imagine. Could be smut idc but jealous is so cute!!!” (Credits to gif owners! I also kept this as fluff because fluffy and jealous Stefan seems cuter.)

Valentine’s Day was a huge deal in Mystic Falls High. Kids from your classes got to buy candy grams and to pass balloons out for their friends. So far you’d gotten a few from guys you didn’t know, balloons, teddy bears to chocolates in a box. 

 You were excited to see Stefan, you didn’t get to his locker yet but you were going to give him a candy gram and a heart shaped balloon that you blew up yourself in the school store. 

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MM Valentine’s Day Dates - RFA

✿ My Valentine’s Day plans: Work on writing, finally play the new DLC, and try to forget that no one is going to give me any chocolate. But in the meantime… Some holiday-appropriate headcanons!


  • Makes this day all about you, and sticks to pretty traditional date locations.
  • The Zoo, the Aquarium - y’know. The kind of “first date” locations a teenager would take his first datemate too. The sort of stuff you’d find in a game like Tokimeki Memorial or Love Plus.
  • …You have a sneaking suspicion that Yoosung might have gotten his dating ideas from a romance game.
  • Oh well. it’s cute.
  • He’s kind of modest with his gifts - y’know, heart shaped box of chocolate, plush teddy bear, a bouquet of very tasteful flowers - but you can tell it’s because he didn’t want to overwhelm you.
  • At first, he’s super anxious about how you’re enjoying the day, but he starts relaxing around lunchtime and getting into the day.
  • You get to act a bit like a kid again. Getting excited about things, pointing out animals… Yoosung even stops to get you a a balloon shaped like a tiger.
  • Valentine’s Day with Yoosung is pure. Refreshing. Comforting, in a way the holiday often… isn’t.


  • Zen shows up at your door at eight AM with the biggest teddy bear you’ve ever seen, a huge, hulking bag full of chocolates, and so many flowers that you think he actually purchased an entire boutique. 
  • Before you can really process all of these gifts, he’s presenting you tickets to a musical he got for you and the news that you’ve got a fancy dinner reservation and he got you a new dress for the occasion, do you want to try it on?
  • you are basically steamrolled by this excited puppy.
  • Keeping up with Zen is nightmarish, because he wants to do everything and make your Valentine’s Day as memorable as possible. When he notices that he’s tired you out, though…
  • He stops and gives you a piggy-back ride to the next place on your list.


  • Super shy and insecure about pleasing you on Valentine’s Day, but surprisingly enough, she’s a total natural at it.
  • She hand-makes you chocolates, surprises you with a cake, and the two of you go to a botanical garden afterwards to enjoy the flowers.
  • Jaehee is very interested in all the scientific facts about the plants, and the both of you point out your favorite flowers and smile.
  • She takes pictures of you, you take pictures of her, and the both of you get all cute and giggly.
  • Afterwards, you go rest at a coffeeshop, and Jaehee takes the cutest sounds as she talks to you about the new blend of coffee she wants to try.
  • You reach out, wiping away a little dollop of whipped cream that’s gotten on her nose… and you know what it’s like to be at peace.


  • Surprises you by taking the day off, and - furthermore - by not taking you to a fancy restaurant on your date.
  • No.
  • Jumin takes you to a carnival.
  • It seems he’s taken it to heart, that he can’t just drown you in money to make happy memories, so he wants to do something that the “commoners” do with you.
  • …Seeing a corporate CEO on a rollercoaster is hilarious, but even more hilarious is seeing him desperately trying to win you things from all of the carnival games.
  • His aim is pretty bad, his reflexes are slow… but there’s nothing sweeter than his determined expression as he tries to win you a cat plush from the whack-a-mole stand.
  • You teach him about cotton candy, dippin’ dots, and other festival food. You go to cheap souvenir shops together, and you see Jumin stop in front of one of the stands selling mainly aluminum jewelry.
  • More specifically, though… it’s those lockets that come in pairs, the ones that are various shapes broken down the middle so they form a pair with their other half.
  • Jumin is fascinated, and even though they’re cheap, mass-manufactured goods, he gets a key-chain to share with you so he can have you in his thoughts always.

707 (Saeyoung)

  • While Seven spends the week leading up to the “big day” making fun of consumerism, he does actually relish the idea of spending Valentine’s Day with you, and he surprises you by actually preparing something beforehand.
  • That something is, interestingly enough, delivered in the form of a specially made robot that wakes you up with recitations of love poetry and them vomits paper hearts and glitter on you.
  • You spend the morning chasing Seven around for getting glitter all over your pajamas, where you then realize that he’s decorated your entire apartment with hearts, cupids, and red and white streamers.
  • He’s also bought a cake, a huge mountain of soda… and a pizza that he’s cut in the shape of a heart. It’s enough food that you’re certain you won’t have to leave the house the entire day, and it’s then that you see the absolute mass of boxes he’s piled up by the TV.
  • Video game boxes. Saeyoung’s great plans for the day is a video game date where you eat terrible food and play cooperative games.
  • …Honestly, the thought of avoiding all the other crowded, couple filled places is great, and you can’t help but admire how he prepared all this without letting you know at all.

You know that au where uhura becomes a captain? (That there should be more fics on). Well t'pring would totally be that overly proud partner that throws a party and gets presents cause she’s so happy for nyota but she can’t just smile about it and say any emotional compliments so she over compensates and like fills their room to the brim with tons of balloons (in animal shapes because she thinks that’s what’s expected) and calls stfarfleet privately and immediately orders them to assign t'pring with uhura’s new ship Or Else.


Although these parts could be read independently, I don’t really advise you to do that as I mention bits of information and what led up to events that I mention in the newest part. Also this is a tad long. Happy reading! x

1. Pink.   2. Yellow.

Originally posted by thedailystyles


Red is loving and intimate. It’s the color of everything and the opposite; the color you seem to surround yourself with when you’re in love and it’s also the color you see when you’re full of anger. 

Red was the color of your Converse; vibrant and eye-catching. Your red Converse clad feet moved from isle to isle with Harry hot on your heels, pushing the grocery cart behind you as you skimmed through his grocery list. 

“Skimmed milk,” You said, eyes looking at the variety of milk cartons before releasing an “aha!”.

“Found it, love?” Harry questioned, looking at you.

Still not quite used to the pet name falling from the guy you liked’s lips, you blushed.

You nodded, putting 2 milk cartons in the cart. “There you go.”

“This is quite the setting for a second date, huh?” Harry chuckled, tucking a locket of hair which had fallen from his bun behind his ear.

“My idea of a perfect date, Styles.” You chuckled, folding the list paper before putting it in your back pocket. “Actually, scratch that. I like me a man who spills his spaghetti on me.” You joked, wiggling your eyebrows at Harry.

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Smooth - Johnny [6] (M)

•Suggestion: Virgin reader x Johnny

A/N: Omg guys it’s finally here, the last chapter of Smooth! Ahhhhh I’m sorry it took so long. I needed a little break to try to make this last chapter gooood. I hope you guys like it. I’m actually like rlly sad that it’s over ;-; mehh

-Admin Kay

PS OMG ALSO THANKS FOR 5K!!! 🎉You guys are the best 💕

Pt 1   Pt 2   Pt 3   Pt 4   Pt 5   Pt 6

Chapter 6 - I Love You

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Rating R

(sexual content, slight language)

Word Count: 3,352

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