the entire opening is always my favorite

Okay so I live on a little farm in the woods and out house is basically just one of those sturdy little rectangular kit houses that only kinda have a foundation and only a single story. We have three dogs, a barn cat and lots of people in a little space so our doors are wide open basically any time it’s over 50 degrees (f) out.

We also have a lot of wildlife here, and while usually we get along with the wildlife pretty great (we don’t even feed our birds but they are entirely happy to come sit on the toe of your shoe and tell you all the local gossip) the standing rule is pets only in the house. This isn’t always enforceable as there have been a couple rouge chickens, juncos, and one very opinionated crow that have wandered in over the years. But my absolute favorite wildlife in the house incident was the rabbit eating the aquarium plants.

See, we have a three good sized aquariums in the main part of the house, including one 55 gallon one at the far end of the kitchen (which is about as far from the back door as you can get, this will be important) and one of the plants in it is this big mess of marsh pennywort that spills over the side and out all the way to the ground. One afternoon my brother left our room which is just across the hall from this tank and notices the hanging pennywort is… moving?

When he called me and we went over to investigate we found a rabbit that had, somehow, managed to come in through the back door and walk right past one person and three dogs (the cat was asleep on my bed and had been most of the day) to end up in the kitchen nibbling on the tank plants.

It took us two fish nets and a well placed bucket to get catch the little bugger, since he just wouldn’t run out the door that we opened right next to him.

He Was Right

Request:  Reader is close to the glee club and has gone to school with them since freshman year) Sebastian left his phone at the Lima Bean and someone from the glee club found it. They look through it to see pics of reader and Seb like kissing each other, hugging and cute pics that you would have of your significant other. They ask him about it only to find him and reader talking about date plans and the glee Club finding out when he realizes that he left his phone at the Lima Bean. The entire glee club enters the room and tells them the gig’s up. They confess and the glee club accepts it. - @irony-is-my-life

Pairing: Sebastian Smythe x Reader

Notes: So I made a few changes. I hope you don’t mind. It’s late and not very well written. I’m sorry if it’s not your favorite. You can always request another one, though. My ask is always open. Also everyone’s a lil bit OOC.


Bells jingled and laughter poured into the local cafe called the Lima Bean. “And then Finn tripped over his books and slid down the hall!” Rachel was giggling through her retelling of an incident with an unsuspecting student and a distracted Finn walking the halls of McKinley. “Hey. I think it was a pretty graceful dive. I only tripped three other people.” Rachel, Finn, Blaine, Kurt, Santana and Artie were making a stop at the Lima Bean to get a little recharged before the weekend was over.

“Hey guys, I’ll catch up in a minute.” “Alright Finn. Don’t be long,” Rachel smiled.

Striding over to the bathroom, something caught his eye before he made it to the door. ‘Someone left their phone here. That’s rough.” Finn thought to himself. ‘I wonder who’s it is.’ Thinking he was doing the right thing, he started looking through the phone and opened up the photos app since it was the first thing he saw. Scrolling through the pics, the screen was filled with red, black and white. Finn cringed as the Warbler symbol flashed across the phone. About ready to just turn the phone in to the cashier, a familiar face caught his eye.. ‘(y/n)?’

“Hey guys!” Finn yelled as he approached his friends. “Oh there you are, Finn. We were wondering what took you.” Artie scrutinized his fellow singer. “You’ll never believe what I found.” Finn had everyone’s attention now.

“Well? What is it?” Santana. Always one to be straight to the point. “I found this phone sitting at a deserted table and so I tried to figure out who it might belong to. So I started looking through their photos-”

“Hold on, hold on,” Santana interrupted. “You tried to find someone’s identity by looking through their pictures?” “Where did you possibly find that knowledge?” Kurt questioned. “Never mind that. Look who’s in the pictures.”

Finn showed the group the picture of (y/n). “So it (y/n)’s phone? Big deal.” Santana stared at Finn as if he grew another head, completely confused.

“Yeah, no. It’s a Warbler’s phone. See?” He then showed them the Warbler symbol. “Let me see that,” Blaine took the phone and started swiping. “..holy crap. I think I might puke. Oh gosh!”

“Blaine! What is it?” Everyone hollered at their raven haired friend. Saying nothing, he held up the phone. Cue collective gasp.

*At Dalton Academy*

“Okay guys. Here’s the plan. We go in and confront that sniveling snake about what he thinks he’s doing with our (y/n). Then we use whatever means necessary to keep him away from our baby.” Santana sneered at the thought of Smythe. “Agreed.” All were in agreement then.

Storming up the stairs of the school, the group made their way to the Warbler’s practice room. Sneaking up to the door, the singers heard voices conversing inside. “Good. Okay. They’re in there. Let’s go.” Finn was ready to ‘talk’ to Sebastian. “Hold up a second,” Artie spoke. “I think.. there’s a girl’s voice..”

Everyone crowded the door, trying to hear. “-last time. Maybe we could hit up the ice cream parlor then head on over to the beach?” “Really? Seb, don’t you think that they’d see us?” “Come on, babe. I want to show you off. I really don’t care about your friends seeing us. In fact, it’d be a good thing. Maybe I can prove to them that it’s a good thing we’re together. I really love you and I’m sure they’ll be able to see that. Even if they don’t want to.” Sebastian had been trying to convince you to tell the New Directions for a while now. Everything he said was either shot down or flat out ignored. You really did care about Sebastian, but it’d be so hard for you if your friends, best friends, disapproved of your relationship.

“Sebastian. I know you really want to tell them.. it’s just,” you heaved a sigh loud enough for your eavesdropping friends to hear. “It’s just that if they didn’t approve of us, if they didn’t like us together, if they’d tried to break us apart.. it would kill me. I love you so much, but they might not love us together. They’re still my friends. My family. I just don’t think I’m ready.”

From the other side of the door, your friends were looking at each other like they were thoroughly disappointed with themselves, not you. “I can’t believe (y/n) feels like she can’t trust us with this. I feel so.. terrible,” Blaine was completely distraught that you felt that way.

“I know. We reacted so harshly when we found out, though. No wonder she felt like she couldn’t tell us. Ugh! I feel like a terrible friend,” Rachel was almost in tears now. “Hey, we all feel horrible. She’s our baby girl and we can’t have her feeling like we won’t support any decision she makes. Even if it is to date that..” Kurt stops as he sees his friends giving him wary looks. “..that great..singer..”

They all looked at each other in confirmation and pushed open the grand doors. Both heads inside snapped up to the intruders. “Guys? Wh-wh-what are you doing here?” Panic was evident in your eyes. Sebastian discreetly took your hand in his, the action not going unnoticed.

“We know, (y/n),” Artie spoke up. “Y-You do? Know what exactly?” “That you and this.. male are dating,” Santana cringed. “We found his phone at the Lima Bean and saw.. pictures,” Kurt visibly shuddered.

With a defeated sigh, you flopped onto the couch. “I’m so sorry, you guys. It’s just..”

“Yeah. We know, baby girl. I must admit we didn’t react well at first, but hearing what you just said.. we feel awful, sweetheart,” Kurt sympathized. “That was never my goal. I really do care a lot for Sebastian and if you all would try and keep me from being with him, it would tear me apart.”

Artie wheeled forward. “We know (n/n). We realize that now and we’re going to try and be supportive. Just as long as he gives us a reason not to.” He have a pointed look in Sebastian’s direction. “R-really? Oh my gosh! Thanks you guys! You won’t regret it, trust me.” “Yeah we better not,” Santana eyed Sebastian.

Sebastian took your hand. “I’m really thankful for this, you guys. (Y/n) means everything to me. So much so I’d give up singing to keep her. I’ll do my absolute best to keep her happy.”

You grinned up at him. You were short, okay? Besides, it doesn’t help he’s a freaking giant. “Keep her happy and we won’t make you quit singing,” Blaine stated. “But if you fail. You will suffer the consequences,” Santana added.

“I agree wholeheartedly. Besides, if I ever did anything to hurt my- our little (y/n), I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”

The New Directions looked at each other and silently agreed. “Have fun kids,” Santana said. “Keep it classy,” Kurt added. After hugging all of them and Sebastian surprisingly shaking the guys’ hands and getting his phone back, they took their leave.

“Well. That went better than expected.” “See? I told you they’d be cool,”  Sebastian said with a smirk. “You really like being right, don’t you?” you asked. “I like being right about us.” With a wink and kiss, neither of you could stop beaming.

sometimes………..it just hits me how much i love spring awakening……….like at times im like “there are so many amazing musicals is this one still really my favorite” nd then i remember the opening chords to mama who bore me and moritzs monologue post dds / blue wind and the haunting beauty of whispering and the gorgeous harmonies in song of purple summer and the meaning behind the entire show and just how special and symbolic it is and how the deaf west revival in specific was so transcendent and extraordinary and just. yea. itll always be my favorite how cld i ever think otherwise.

anonymous asked:

hi! i'm new to the fandom and was wondering if you could rec me some sterek long fics (30k and above) ? :3

Sure thing, sweetie! Let me start by saying welcome to the fandom!! Hope you’re liking it so far, our people have a lot of talent and I’m really excited for you see everything. Arranged shortest fic to the longest fic.

Electricity In the Contact by ladyblahblah (E 27k)

In which Derek has been invited to the Greater Pacific Northwest Alpha Symposium (that’s not what it’s called, Stiles, stop saying that), and showing up unattached would mean an arranged marriage. When the rest of the pack objects, he agrees to let Stiles come along to pose as his mate. Derek is reasonably sure that he’s not going to make it out of this weekend alive.

We’ll Still Have The Summer by allyasavedtheday (T 32k)

He’s too busy waxing poetic in his own head about the surly – dreamy – dude holding the sign for the hotel to notice Scott already making his way over. He pauses halfway when he realises Stiles isn’t following him, turning around and eyeing Stiles curiously, “Dude, come on, the guy’s waiting.”

Stiles snaps himself into action and pushes his cart carrying his suitcases over to where Scott’s introducing himself to Stiles’ future husband.

“-And this is Stiles,” Scott is saying just as Stiles arrives next to him.

“I’m Derek,” the guy replies gruffly, folding the sign up and tucking it under his arm. “I’ll be taking you back to the hotel.”

By Any Other Name by entanglednow (E 33k)

He doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he’s on the run with. But he’s pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

I Have Faith In Nights by DaintyBoots (M 35k)

Derek had always thought his ability to pick up strays was a bit of a hindrance. But then he met Stiles.

Where The Inevitable Isn’t by Survivah (M 41k)

Stiles has a magical thingamajig that’s supposed to get him out of danger. Trouble is, it took him really, really far out of danger. Like, to the point where he isn’t in the same universe anymore.

“A part of Stiles had been thinking that he’d come home, and just go, ‘hey, Derek, are we mates and you just haven’t said anything about it?’ and Derek would reply, ‘now you mention it, we are indeed! Now come to my bedchamber, where we will have super hot sex and then cuddle after!’”

After The Storm by matildajones (M 41k)

Derek’s mind flits to Stiles’ face. It’s a hard face to forget and for some reason Stiles is one of the only things Derek can think about without feeling like he’s lost something.

Erica grins. “When are you going to see him next?”

“He’s a cop,” Derek says gruffly.

“So?”

Derek remembers being at the station, he remembers all those fucking people who thought he had killed his own sister. Laura. He hates all of them, and says as much aloud.

Erica hums. “Sounded like you didn’t hate him.”

A Pirate’s Life For Me by Hepzheba (E 42k)

The Sheriff’s department of Beacon Hills is finally getting a K-9 unit. Stiles is thrilled. Well, he would have been if he had remembered that they were starting today. He wishes someone had reminded him. He also wishes someone had informed him that his new colleague and the one who’s going to help them start the K9 unit is smokin’ hot. Or that is new partner in form of a dog kind of lives to disobey him.

If this doesn’t work out he hopes his dad will write him a letter of recommendation to a department somewhere in Alaska.

There are no real pirates in this story.

It’s Insanity, but… by rosepetals42 (M 56k)

The doorbell interrupts what had turned out to be quite the epic shoe hunt but, really, he’s grateful for the break. Or at least, he is until he heads down the stairs to grab the door, trips over a stuff animal of some kind, bashes his head on the wall and barely manages to catch himself from falling down the entire flight of stairs. As with all things, Stiles would like to state, for the record, that this is Scott’s fault.

Or: Scott and Stiles are raising seven children. Derek is the entertainer they hire for a birthday party (not a clown though, he’s very specific on that fact.)

I have a bunch more over 30k but these are some of my favorites. Hope you like these!

My fanfic recommendations requests are always open.

The Sweetness of Singleness

I remember wanting a friend. I remember late at night wishing I had strong arms to hold me. I remember writing him, not knowing who he was, or where- just because I wished I could talk to him. I remember longing for more. I remember feeling ready. But all those prayers never fell on deaf ears, and while I wanted to be impatient, I gave up all these things to Him. I spent some nights in tears, crying out, hoping He hadn’t forgotten me- but I let Him lead me to what He had in store. I had no idea it would unfold so wonderfully.

Sometimes, that desire for a companion can well up so intensely you almost feel miserable. It’s okay to desire something good so deeply. I did. Over and over, I had to turn that desire over to God and entrust Him with it. If you are single, please- do not despise your singleness. I know if you have the desire for more, it can be hard- but listen, singleness is such a special time.

Take it from a young woman who spent 25 years single, had one break-up, and married her best friend less than a month ago. I love being married; but coming back to where I spent most of my time single, I was reminded of the sweetness of that time. I wish I could speak to the girl I was and reassure her how beautifully God had everything planned out. But then, I realize- isn’t that what He whispered in those moments to me?

Yesterday, I took the familiar wide open road to visit the home I grew up in. My parents weren’t home, so I cleared the table and took my favorite spot in the kitchen. I spent so many mornings there –every morning there- with God, studying the Bible, alone with Him. Feelings rushed to me being there again.

Not very long ago, this was my home.

I sat at this very table and spent time with You.

My Bible open, right along with my heart, You were my Best Friend.

Many times, my only friend.

You never abandoned me.

You always understood me.

You loved me and I loved you, deeply, fully, without reservation.

I remember one January spending hours every day, that entire month, just feasting on learning from You. I was learning a lot about being a godly woman, about godly relationships- I felt challenged. I was so hungry for more. There was nothing I was holding back, no area I didn’t open up to you. I grew so much. Truth was pouring into me and saturating my life.

I’m still close to You.

But a lot happened between that time, those moments with You, and today.

 

I’m married, I have a new home, another Best Friend, it’s not only me and You now.

Yet I’m back at this table, wanting that same friendship as fiercely as before.

Not because I’ve lost it.

But because the I miss the girl I was in those days.

Perhaps it was the innocence between the hurt. Before I experienced the pain of trusting my heart to someone else. 

Before any man had touched my heart or soul- when I was only Yours.

Not because Kyle doesn’t love me well, but because no man has ever loved me as perfectly as You-

And no man can love without it being broken.

I miss the safety of being single, the purity of keeping myself only for God, the sacredness of You knowing me best.

Yet how You’ve revealed Your love for me through giving me such a gift in Kyle. Yet how You taught me about Your truth and nature and heart for me through the times I was met with the opposite. How clear it is to me what Your love looks like. Through heartbreak I learned better ways. My eyes were opened to my own depravity, my need for grace, the depth of it You extend to me, and the forgiveness that doesn’t play favorites. If I hadn’t been through a breakup, I wouldn’t have grown in ways I needed. The brokenness was used to make me whole. 

You used it all for good. 

But here I am, having all I could dream, and wanting still-

Because still, my heart yearns for You.

Nothing and no one, still, ever compares to You.

You don’t get married and everything is good now- because we were created for more than another human heart can satisfy. We were created for an infinite God with infinite love for us!

If you think, being single, dating, or engaged that all your issues will just go away if you were just married already- know that the main purpose of marriage is to sanctify you.

Exactly the same thing God is doing when you are single. 

There is nothing to covet in being married as opposed to being single. Be content where God has you! It is good. It is meant to be enjoyed. Find your joy there, in Christ. Because if you can’t find your joy in Christ while being single, let me just confirm it will just as difficult when you are married. Let Him be your source of joy. Don’t make a relationship your goal. Make your heart resting in Him, closeness with Him, your desire.

Everything is good for our growth in God’s perfect timing. The wrong timing brings a different kind of growing- one that’s painful. Don’t seek something for the pleasure. Every other pleasure will fade away and not fully satisfy if you idolize it, no matter how desirable it may seem. There is no pleasure greater than knowing God. The safety of singleness or marriage, they’re both good. The delicate balance of what you pursue between is the hardest. In marriage, there is only a new level of relationship shared, one where the bond is greater. Because you are not just one, you are one with someone else. It’s not one plus one plus God equals three. It’s one plus one equals one plus God equals one. You all are striving for one. There’s nothing like that, relationally, until marriage. That’s the main difference between being single and being married and your relationship with God.

I love my husband. I love being married! I love loving God with my husband. I love being one with him, and seeking to have one heart with God together. There is so much beauty in growing together. There’s probably nothing more awesome than when you feel one. One mind, one spirit, one heart, one desire, one purpose, one physically. When you marry, you both are two different people and it takes work to become one- it’s not automatic. “One” doesn’t mean the same person, it more means in agreement, not separate or divided. I’m not going to be Kyle, he is his unique self. He is not going to be me, either- he can’t. But together, we balance and complement each other in a way that were one is weak, the other’s strength plays in. This is how we serve each other. This is how we work as one together. And it’s a beautiful picture of how God sustains both of us in loving each other- where we are weak, He is strong.

You don’t want to desire the right thing at the wrong time. You don’t want to be distracted with the wrong thing in the right time. You want to trust God’s timing and seek Him every step of the way. If you are demanding Him to bring what you want to you, chances are you not being patient with His timing. I know it’s hard, it was hard for me. Still, you can trust Him. If you have given up, chances are you are doubting His ability to fulfill that desire. Have hope. Leave that hope in His capable hands. He can do way better than your plans for yourself. I promise.

I’ve forgiven and healed from the times I’ve gotten hurt. I’ve learned from the times I suffered. The best advice I can pass on is always turn toward God. Never stop. If you have to, run to Him. He’ll catch you. He’ll embrace you. He’ll comfort you. If you need anything, Jesus is the one you need to look to. He always loves you, He cares for you, He’s going to be there. Also: never, ever believe the lies that come to you when you’re weak. Tell them to shut up, and shut them down immediately. Don’t even ponder them, don’t give them room. Reject them. Speak the truth instead. Repeat it and stand firm on it. Lies will destroy you from the inside out and mess with your perception. Don’t even let them in.

Marriage is vulnerability. Marriage is not stapled by being alone or keeping your heart hidden. It’s laid bare, swung wide open- and you not only entrust it to God, but also to the care of your spouse. That’s a wild adventure!

If you are single, enjoy the sweetness of that time. It can be sweet. Be alone with God. Grow. Learn contentment. If you are dating, don’t idolize that relationship and stay free in God’s will for you. If you are engaged, keep accountable and patient. God has good for you. He is the greatest love you will ever enjoy, so get lost in that and let Him care for you. He’s got you.

Regret - Peter Parker x (f)Reader (royalty!AU)

Words: 8436 (*jared voice* holy. shit. holy…fuckinggggg…shit.)
Pairing: Peter Parker x (f)Reader
Featuring: Father Tony Stark, Mother Pepper Potts (technically stark), May Parker. Random characters named Zoe and Connor who are not based off no one at all what you can’t accuse me of basing them off Dear Evan Hansen characters what never! (they are not siblings)
Warnings: Some swearing, swords, fighting with swords
Summary: In an alternate universe lives King Tony, Queen Pepper, and Princess (Y/N) in the Kingdom of Avenge. In the same universe lives Queen May and Prince Peter in the Kingdom of Midtown. When the Queen and Prince of Midtown visit the Kingdom of Avenge, the prince and princess meet for the first time. A rollercoaster of emotions is to come after- from both of them, from the start, thinking they will never be friends. Only after figuring out they are not what they seem do they become closer. With the help of your lady in waiting, Zoe, and castle chef, Connor, does everything fall into place.
Authors Note:  So, this is my first full out AU. I wrote a soulmate thing once but damn I think I did it wrong, but ya know. I had so much fun with this and I think this is the most detail I’ve ever put into fanfic before, so, holy. This was also for an au challenge from @tatortot2701! It was based off a prompt and I chose the prompt “You’re going to regret this.” So yeah, very long, which never! happens with me, so idk if this will ever happen again. But thank you, your au challenge has introduced me to the lovely world that is AUs!  (there’s also a lot of time skips but whatevs) (anyone catch my steven universe references?)

Tay’s AU Challenge Masterlist

Peter / Full Masterlist

Ao3


The Kingdom of Avenge was never one to think they would be on the top of the food chain. But with the past rulers doing the right things, and the current leaders being loved by their citizens, it gained popularity. What started out as a small town and kingdom, became one of the biggest, most prosperous kingdoms in all of the marvelous land. In a far off land, but not too far from the other kingdoms, lived the royal family; The Starks. Their kingdom grew and grew, and drew in more money every day. Led by King Anthony Stark and Queen Pepper, with their daughter, you, the kingdom continued to live in prosperity. People and followers loved living there, happy they lived in the land of the Avenge Kingdom. The economy was better than any kingdom could dream of, and the crime was usually taken care of by the kingdom’s most trusted guards. You and your family were living well.

You had servants and were raised to be the proper princess everyone expected you to be, thanks to your mother and father. You were awoken by your servant you had around nearly all the time, Zoe, and she helped you prepare for the day. You and Zoe are the same age, making it easy for the two of you to be close. She lays out your outfits, runs your baths, and helps you with anything you need help with. Lucky you both got along, or else you would be stuck talking to the chef all day, so at least Zoe was a friend your own age. Of course, you do love the chef, Connor. He’s a little older than you and Zoe, but he’s very likable and fun to talk to- so you don’t mind staying in the kitchen with him and his staff.

You had to admit; you were very lucky with all the things you have. A wealthy kingdom, a happy family, servants who love their jobs, and citizens who do their work and love where they live. Your life is one of the easier ones when you attend your classes taught by private tutors, and listen to your mother and father whenever they speak. The entire kingdom knows that you will make for a great queen one day.

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I’m going through the Dream arc of the manga, thinking about the upcoming Crystal season, and noticing things I didn’t before. I’ve always kind of glossed over Act 42: Jupiter Dream. I guess it’s just never really stuck out for me, not the way that Jupiter-centered chapters in earlier arcs do (one of my favorite parts of the entire Nemesis arc is Makoto’s chapter, so it’s a tough act to follow).

But reading over it again, I love this.

Makoto meets a member of the Dead Moon Circus who has just opened their own herb shop. Although suspicious at first, seeing this person pursuing a dream that she herself shares makes Makoto open up to a complete stranger. She wants so badly to connect to this classy older drag queen. She wants a mentor so badly that she’s willing to ignore a bunch of red flags (a circus member who sells herbs from the amazon?) because it’s so rare that she finds a kindred spirit.

She wants to believe that there’s someone like her. Someone who doesn’t quite fit in anywhere, who loves pretty things, who takes pleasure in food and tea, who wanted to own a shop and actually went for it. She sees someone like Hawkeye, ridiculously tall with weird bird hair, rocking a black lacy dress like it’s no big deal, unashamed of who they are and finding success in the life that Makoto wants.

Of all the senshi in this arc, Makoto is the only one who actually connects with the enemy on a human level. Fisheye sneaks into Ami’s home as an actual fish, Tigerseye mostly runs around as an actual tiger. But though Hawkeye’s trap has already been laid in the form of a cursed ring, Makoto actually returns to talk about the issue again.

How do you get to an orphan with aspirations? With a mentor.

And this is how the enemy gets her. Not by brute force, but by connecting with her on an emotional level. By showing her a future that she wishes she could have for herself.

I See the Light - CINCI

I SEE THE LIGHT MASTER LIST


SUMMARY: When an opening for your favorite Disney Princess is posted backstage, you take your chances and audition. To your surprise, you got the part. But there was always a catch. Your Flynn Rider was none other than Bucky Barnes, the womanizer of the entire Disney cast. Will you two be able to play it off as a couple when there’s tension between you both?

WARNINGS: language

AUTHOR’S NOTE: holaaaaaa my friends! after this, all the good shit will go down i promise.

ENJOY!


You let out one of the most loudest laughs ever, the sound echoing off the concrete walls. You had to hold your stomach from the cramp that was starting to form as ears threatened to spill from your eyes as you laughed harder and harder.

Once the laughing fit subsided, you straightened up, wiped underneath your eyes and took in a deep breath. What you expected was for Bucky to be wearing that stupid smirk, but instead he was staring at you with a serious look upon his face.

“Oh my god,“ you gasped, “you weren’t kidding.”

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the riverdale gang and their hogwarts houses - you say hogwarts i say home - i share a house with betty! who do you share a house with?

i love this crossover/au thing!! harry potter is actually my entire childhood and life so it was really nice and fun to make these aesthetics for my favorite four :)

requests and ask box always open

Morning Deal E.D.

The sunlight peaking through the window warmed your face and caused you to stir. Slowly gaining consciousness, you thought of the boy next to you and stopped moving not wanting to wake him up. Rolling over you clicked the home button on your phone causing it to light up. Blinking at the sudden bright light, it only took a second for your eyes to adjust and notice how early it really was. The little screen read 7:16, too early to be awake. Knowing Ethan would be a while to wake up you thought about getting up and starting on the laundry that was nearly falling out of the hamper. You knew both you and Ethan needed some clean clothes so this would be a good use of time.

Just as you started to push yourself up to a seated position something stopped you. Turning your head you noticed Ethan with his eyes closed smirking as his arm held your waist like a vice. Unable to move you lightly groaned and laid back down.

“I know you’re awake” You stated not looking at the non-moving figure next to yours.

Instead of responding Ethan simply chuckled and nuzzled his face into your neck. His hot breath caused the small hairs on the nape of your neck to move, tickling you. Giggling, you shoved Ethan lightly. “Stop breathing on me like that. It tickles.” Hearing your teasing tone he slowly pried open his eyes only to close them again when the sun got to them.

“Why are you trying to get out of bed so early?” Ethan uttered, his voice thick and deep with slumber.   

“The sun woke me up and I can’t fall back asleep so I thought I’d get started on our mountain of laundry. I only have one pair of leggings left.” You explained patiently while playing with this chocolate colored hair.

“Stay in bed with me today. Gray and I have no plans and I want to spend the entire day with my girl right here in my favorite place.” He said, still not looking at you to avoid the sun’s harsh glare.

“You’ve Traveled all over the world and our bed is your favorite place?”

“Absolutely!”

“Why is that?”

“Because I know at the end of the day you’ll alway be here waiting for me.” Ethan responded finally opening his eyes for good.

Smiling you decided to bargain with him. “I’ll stay in bed with you and avoid the laundry for as long as you want if you let me take a picture of you.”

Groaning, he agreed knowing it was a small price to pay for his favorite way to spend a day.

Shut up and kiss me - Auston Matthews (Part 2)

A/N: It has taken me a while, but I’ve finally written it. This was requested by @itsall-aboutthat, who supports me so much and I couldn’t be more grateful. I hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 1032

Warnings: Mild swearing. Mentions of sexual intercourse. Mentions of Auston’s junk. Fluff.

Part 1

Master list

Originally posted by glovesdropped

“Are you sure you didn’t pack up your entire parents’ house?” Auston asks, carrying the last box from my car.

“I’m positive” I answer him, opening the door wider for him to fit in with the box.

“You have a lot of stuff” he huffs, putting the box down, next to the rest of my things.

“Well, this isn’t temporary. I’m not going back to my parents’…I hope” I say, starting to open up boxes.

“Uh uh, it’s you and me now. Always” He whispers, hugging my waist from behind and I melt in his arms.

I haven’t actually brought that much stuff, to be honest. Most of my clothes, my favorite books, some appliances like a straightener, pictures of my family and friends and my school stuff. I have transferred to the University of Toronto to finish my degree.

It takes us a couple hours to unpack everything and a couple arguments until we decide where everything goes in his apartment. I try my best to give him space to decide since it is HIS apartment and I don’t want to step on his toes.

“The place looks so much girlier now” he jokes and I give him a dirty look.

“Careful, I’m gonna paint the walls pink when you are away on the road”

“Don’t play games with me on your first night here, babe” he slaps my butt and I laugh.

“Oh, I want to play many games with you…” I lean in for a kiss when the doorbell goes off.

Auston frowns and walks away from me, opening the front door.

“The welcome-to-Toronto-party is here!” I hear Mitch’s voice as he pushes Auston out of the way and gets in, followed by Willy and Morgan.

“Hello, guys” I say, leaning on the kitchen counter.

“Hi, (y/n)” Willy says, putting down four pizza boxes next to me.

“It’s five of us… do we really need that much pizza?” I ask, looking at the huge boxes.

“Your boyfriend eats one by himself” Morgan says and Auston shrugs.

“I’m a big guy”

“That you are…” I agree and Mitch gives me a disgusted face.

“Too much information” he whines and I burst into laughter.

“You see him naked as much as I do”

“I don’t look at his…” Mitch turns beet red “junk as much as you do!”

“I wouldn’t blame you if you d…”

“(y/n), stop!” Mitch yells and everyone laughs.

We all sit on the couches in Auston’s… actually our living room and eat while watching TV. Auston keeps changing the channel looking for something to watch, but there is nothing actually worth watching.

“Let’s play some videogames” I suggest, tired of the channel changing nonsense, “something fun”

“NHL 2017?” Willy asks and I shake my head.

“I was thinking about something like Just Dance”

All of them look at me like I’m crazy, but after I look at all of them with my best puppy eyes they agree to give it a try. They are all shy at first, not really moving much, but after three songs all of them are dancing like they were in ‘Dancing with the stars’.

“This is a hell of a workout” Morgan says after dancing to ‘Single ladies’ by Beyoncé.

He and Mitch were competing against each other and it had been hilarious to watch… maybe too hilarious to not share it with the world on an Instagram story.

“Guys, it’s almost midnight and we have practice tomorrow at 10am” Auston states, looking at his phone.

“Oh yeah, we should go” Mitch agrees, getting on his feet and walking towards the door, Morgan and Willy following him, “good night, guys”

“Good night, thanks for coming” I walk them to the door, waving them goodbye.

“Finally” a pair of strong arms encage me against Auston’s body and I chuckle.

“Don’t say that. It was very kind of them to come”

“Yeah, but I didn’t want to share you with anyone else tonight” his breath is hot against my neck and I shiver.

“But you need to go the sleep, you have practice tomorrow” I try to walk away from him, but he doesn’t let me go.

“I lied, it’s only 10pm”

“Auston! That’s beyond rude” I scream, turning around in his arms to slap him across the chest.

“You know what would be rude too?” he asks and I raise an eyebrow.

“Surprise me”

“It would be really rude if I don’t make sure you go to bed satisfied tonight” he whispers and I can fell my face heating up.

“Baby, I’ve just moved in with you. This isn’t our wedding night” I say and he smirks.

“Let me give you a teaser of what our wedding night will look like” and before I realize what’s going on he has me on his arms and is carrying me to the bedroom.

He sets me carefully on the bed and I look down, thinking about his words. He actually wanted to marry me… or at least he said that he wanted to have a wedding night and to have a wedding night you need to get married… My head is still working at the speed of light when he grabs my chin between his thumb and index finger and makes me look at him.

“Hey… what’s wrong?” he asks softly.

“You said that…” I don’t know how to say it without sounding like an idiot, “about the wedding night…”

“Yes…” his stare is so intense I feel like I’m melting under it.

“You want to get married… to me?” I blurt out and he looks at me, confusion clear on his face before he suddenly gets it.

“(y/n), I want it all with you. I want a family with you. I want to call you my wife” he confesses and my heart flutters “not yet, but someday I’ll pop the question and if you say yes it will make me the happiest man on Earth”

“You know that I’ll say y…” he interrupts me putting his finger on my lips.

“Shut up and kiss me” and I laugh and we kiss and I’m already more than satisfied.

I See the Light - DOI

I SEE THE LIGHT MASTER LIST


SUMMARY: When an opening for your favorite Disney Princess is posted backstage, you take your chances and audition. To your surprise, you got the part. But there was always a catch. Your Flynn Rider was none other than Bucky Barnes, the womanizer of the entire Disney cast. Will you two be able to play it off as a couple when there’s tension between you both?

WARNINGS: language. dickhead Bucky. 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: ok i gotta put it out there that is entirely FICTION, obviously, and i have never once in my LIFE worked for any Disney theme park so anything I write on here about working there is made up OR something i’ve read on the internet. now that i finally have that out of the way, THANK. FUCKING. YOU. FOR. READING. THIS. i didn’t think so many of you would enjoy this! this is super cool! thank you, again!

ENJOY!


What’s got you reorganizing everything on this shelf?”

Your head snapped up to look at your tall friend and sighed dramatically. Your shoulder was still in pain from being shoulder checked by a complete dick head dressed as your favorite Disney prince and you were already stressing about the auditions for Rapunzel.

You set down the plush Sebastian toy and placed your hands on your hips. “I’m-I have a headache, my shoulder is killing me, it’s hot, I’ve been yelled at by almost every single guest since I got back from break.”

Pepper laughed softly and placed a hand on your shoulder, causing you to wince. “How did you even hurt your shoulder?”

“That stupid Flynn Rider guy bumped into me.”

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Come Back Home - prologue

Originally posted by luhan-vevo

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five

Plot: Sehun had a bad habit of leaving, and when he did, he always took a piece of you with him.

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Sehun x Reader


Reader

Oh Sehun had never been very good at listening.

He could talk, he could ramble for hours on end about wine and culture and the arts. But he didn’t remember what my favorite color was, he forgot that I’m allergic to peanut butter, and that I hate dogs. He always pretended to listen, sure, but I knew he didn’t hear me, not really.

Everything constantly stayed on the surface; anything deeper and he made an excuse to leave faster than I could blink. He left to return to his clothes, his books, his entire life that existed without me. I was left torn open and bare, my nakedness running deeper than the absence of clothing.

I kept going back. It could have been because his hands constantly left a trail of sparks on my skin, in every place they touched. It could have been because of how smooth his skin felt, like pure silk against mine. 

Maybe it was because I had given him pieces of myself every single day, and I desperately wanted those pieces back. I wanted all of the hours I spent laying in bed with him, his fingers grazing my shoulder blades. I wanted back every kiss, every touch, every tender thought whispered in the early morning hours, the orange and pink sun peeking through the windows.

But I would never get any of those things back, because he was gone, and he wasn’t coming back.

He had taken everything with him.

cause your favorite color is me

pairing: riley matthews & lucas friar 
word count: 2,006 
prompt: “day one: canon verse - something that takes place in the canon universe as we know it”
written for: rucas fanfic week 2017
summary: because riley’s always loved the color purple, but she’s fairly certain the color green might be the most beautiful color she’s ever seen in her life. 
notes: here’s my day one fic!! i’m not really sure exactly what prompted this idea, but i’m pretty pleased with the overall outcome. it doesn’t necessarily take place within a certain time frame, it’s post ski lodge, set sometime within freshman year of high school. it’s fluffy, and hopefully brings you feelings. enjoy! 

For the first fourteen years of her life, Riley is absolutely, one hundred percent positive that her favorite color is purple. Ever since she was a little girl, it had always been the color she had felt the most love for. On Halloween, she wanted to wear the purple princess dress, not the pink one, on her birthday she asked that all her presents be wrapped in purple wrapping paper.

On top of all of that, almost every creation she’s crafted in art class is splashed completely in purple and her stuffed purple cat, Violet, is one of her most prized possessions. It’s very easy to tell that her favorite color is purple.

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Coincidence - Calum Hood Smut

Pairing: Calum and Y/N

Word Count: 6.3k+

Rating: Smutty smut

Requested: nope

Thought of this while I was driving in the snow, someone give me Calum now.

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seunguniverse  asked:

Once the third years retire, who will take the place as captains in their respective teams?

The lineup for the next gen captains is almost already all settled:

  • Karasuno: Ennoshita
  • Aoba Johsai: Yahaba
  • Shiratorizawa: Shirabu
  • Dateko: Futakuchi (already captain)
  • Johzenji: Terushima (already captain)
  • Fukurodani: Akaashi

The only mystery is Nekoma. We have 3 possible choices:

  • Taketora Yamamoto (Wing Spiker / Ace) 
  • Kenma Kozume (Setter) 
  • Shouhei Fukunaga (Wing Spiker)

Hoping to not trigger WWIII, I don’t think Kenma will be the next captain. We love him, he’s incredibly important and valuable to the team, but he lacks the enthusiasm and the always supporting attitude a captain has. Surely he’s Nekoma’s brain, he always finds the solution to everything, but I don’t think he’ll put himself through the trouble of leading an entire team. Or maybe he will, who knows!!! It would be very interesting to witness, but I can see him more as a very good vice-captain than a captain.

We know Tora because he’s the Nekoma counterpart of Tanaka, he’s powerful, loud, and reliable, he can get a grip of the young troublemakers because he was one of them. Personally is my favorite choice!

And then we have Fukunaga…who we know nothing about.

The question is still open, maybe Furudate will answer it very soon and solve this great mystery, so we could add another captain to the next gen squad!

Not All Monsters Are Bad

Submitted by: http://thomas-jefferdad.tumblr.com/

Length: Short

I’m currently interrogating my sister about the monster in my closet. 

When I was ten, I had moved into her old room. I could remember the thing being in my closet ever since I’d moved into her room.  

Now, the thing isn’t bad. George (what I call it that, although I’m not sure of the gender) may be an asshole, but at least he doesn’t kill me. He likes to wreck my shit, though, and occasionally he scares me for, what I assume to be, fun. Let’s look back.

When I first moved into my sisters room, I was ten and literally had no fear. She had just moved out on her own, and her old room is much bigger than my old room, so here I am! I painted it blue, put up silly drawings and pictures and called it my own. The one thing we never replaced, though I really wanted to, was the closet doors. They’re sliding doors that are muddy pink color and are always super stiff. They constantly break, and were either not willing to move or was falling off completely. 

Anyhow, I wanted them replaced but we never found the time or money. The thing that always creeped me out about them is that the closet opens on its own in the middle of the night. Everyone tells me it’s the wind, but they literally will not open unless you throw your entire strength and then some into the effort. 

After a few weeks of living in this room, I noticed that things would go missing, become broken or moved without me touching them. For example, my favorite shirt went missing for three months. When I found it, it was 1) shoved into a dusty box (with a bunch of other shit that I don’t use) and 2) not at all dusty, just really worn (moreso than I had left it). There was also the time we found my mini makeup mirror from the bathroom smashed to bits. It was my favorite mirror and I always kept it in the bathroom so I wouldn’t lose it. And the time one of my journals came back with almost every page ripped out. 

The most prominent thing, however, is the doors move by themselves. I always shut them before I go to bed. I wake up every morning and they’ll be cracked open on the right side. At first I thought it was a breeze, but I sleep with the windows closed and fan off as it’s cold in my house all the time. Then I thought that it was my parents instead. So I locked my main door every night for a week and the doors were still open every morning.

Aside from breaking stuff, George is the biggest baby you’ll ever meet. Whenever I clean the closet, I would wake up the next morning with bruises on my legs. Once, I had woken up, taken a shower, and hissed in pain. When I got out, I asked my mom to look at my back. There was a big scratch running from my left shoulder to my right hip and three tiny scratches on my mid back. I don’t know what I did to deserve it, but it stung like hell. I also covered the mirror once a woke up with lil cuts on my cheeks. 

I’m not sure what George is. I don’t think he’s a demon, because I have rosaries, holy water, and bibles all over my room (I’m Catholic). 

I had cleaned the closet today, so I’m expecting to find some kind of injury. I also put up coloring pages in there, and a poster to brighten up the space. 

So there it is. The weird story about the monster in my closet.  

Credits to: http://thomas-jefferdad.tumblr.com/

I See the Light - ȘAPTE

I SEE THE LIGHT MASTER LIST


SUMMARY: When an opening for your favorite Disney Princess is posted backstage, you take your chances and audition. To your surprise, you got the part. But there was always a catch. Your Flynn Rider was none other than Bucky Barnes, the womanizer of the entire Disney cast. Will you two be able to play it off as a couple when there’s tension between you both?

WARNINGS: language

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I KNOW I TOOK FOREVER SORRY MY FRIENDS. and it’s short. and crappy. ugh. consider this a filler. the next one will be better and longer i promiiiiiseeeeee.

ENJOY!


You went to bed feeling bad about yourself and woke feeling even worse. It was only your second day playing Rapunzel and you already wanted to quit. Maybe you were in and over your head.

The morning of wasn’t easy for you at all. You had to drag yourself to get ready and then forced yourself to drive to work, spacing out the entire way there. You felt like a zombie making your way to the cast member bus stop as well as walking into the backstage area. You sighed deeply when you changed into your costume, looking in the mirror and noticing the dark circles under your eyes. You were sure you had gotten sleep the night before but your appearance said otherwise.

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marycanchola  asked:

Hi!! I love the way you write and i was hoping that you could make a fic where JD plans a surprise date for Veronica where he cooks pasta for her (because you know, he "learned to cook pasta" in freeze your brain :3). Maybe he can attempt to cook Veronica's favorite dish spaghetti with loooooots of oregano lol xD. Ps. Keep up the good work, i live for your blog tbh

Awww! This was such a nice message to see in my inbox! Thank you so so so so much for your support and thank you so so so so much for the nice words and request! I love getting requests like this and this one was so much fun to write! I hope you enjoy!


JD shook the container into the large pot of pasta. Veronica always talked about how it was her favorite; pasta with lots of oregano. He finished off the entire bottle of the spice and then opened up a jar of sauce. He smiled big and dumped the entire thing on the big pot of pasta. Pasta was pretty easy to make depending on what you wanted on it, and as for Veronica, she liked lots of sauce and lots of oregano.

“JD, what smells good?” Veronica asked, stepping into the kitchen.

“Don’t, you ruined the surprise!” JD laughed a bit and tried to gently shove her out of the kitchen. Veronica giggled and moved away from him, looking in the pot.

“Aww, you’re making me dinner?” She asked, taking her boyfriend’s hands. Veronica smiled and gave JD a kiss on the head. “This is so sweet! I never had a boyfriend make me dinner before, especially none as good as what you made me.” She laughed, taking a bite of the pasta before it was even ready.

“Well I make pasta better than anyone.” JD grinned big, making his girlfriend laugh. “Sit down.” He told her. Veronica smiled and let him pull the chair out for her. She took a seat and he came over with two bowls and made up a dish for her. “Be careful it’s hot.” He warned. Veronica smiled and he sat down across from her.

“This is really nice, JD.” Veronica smiled. He reached out under the table to hold her hand. “What’s the occasion?” Veronica giggled a bit. “I mean you were working on dinner for a while now, and you set the table up really nice.

“Can I not just do something sweet for my girlfriend?” JD ask, winking. Veronica smiled and they continued to eat in a comfortable silence. They would exchange little winks and smiles through the meal. Until JD rubbed the back of his head nervously and spoke up. “Well… I actually had some plans for tonight but…”

“What was it?” Veronica asked.

“It just didn’t really fall into place.” He explained. Veronica looked confused at how nervous her boyfriend became all of the sudden and he continued. “Well I had plans for the two of us tonight… but I was talking to Heather, Heather and Heather and they were all on my case about how stupid I was being.” He spoke.

“Really?” Veronica laughed a little. “What was your plan?”

“Well I had a gift for you.” He explained. Veronica pointed to herself.

“For me?” She asked. JD nodded. “Well what was it?” Veronica asked excitedly, sitting forward.

“It was dumb… it was a stupid idea.” JD explained. Veronica motioned for him to continue and JD reached into his pocket. “I was sort of thinking of giving you… this.” He the pulled out an object that made Veronica gasp.

A ring.

But not any ring. It was an engagement ring, with a diamond and everything. “You were gonna give me a ring…?” Veronica asked. JD nodded.

“Y-yeah… stupid right?” He asked, laughing a little bit.

“What… what would you have done with it?” Veronica asked. Jd shrugged and got up.

“Well… before the Heathers told me it was dumb I… I was sort of planning on doing this.” He spoke softly and got on one knee in front of her. “Then I sort of thought I might put it on your finger like this.” He continued, doing so. “And then I think I would have asked you to marry me.” He finished, looking up at her.

“Oh… oh my god…” Veronica breathed out. “I… this is happening really fast.” She was trying to catch her breath.

“Yeah… that’s sort of why they said it was stupid.” JD played with his hands. “It’s stupid, right?” He asked. Veronica looked at the ring on her finger.

“Y-Yeah.” She nodded. “It would have been really stupid and… then I would have said yes…. Which would have been stupid, right?” Veronica asked. JD just looked at her.

“Y-you would have said yes?” He asked. Veronica nodded.

“And then what would you have done?” She asked. JD thought for a moment and took both her hands, giving her a kiss.

“I would have done that… and then… I would have married you I guess.” JD spoked. “Is that dumb?” He asked Veronica shook her head and grabbed JD by the collar of his coat. She pulled him down and covered him on kisses, forcing him to hold her by wrapping her legs around his waist. JD laughed and spun her around.

“It’s not dumb at all! Yes! Yes! I’ll marry you!” She cried. JD’s face lit up and he tackled her down on the couch covering her face with as many kisses as possible. They giggled for a while and they kissed each other. “It’s not dumb at all! Not at all! I can’t believe this!” She cried out. JD latched onto her in a tight hug and didn’t let go.

“You would never believe how happy I am that you said yes!” JD cried. “I thought you’d think we were too young and… You said yes!” He cried out. They grabbed each other and kissed, until JD pulled away and got a serious look. “Wait, wait, wait. Ronnie, we can’t tell anyone. Everyone I’ve talked to told me I was being stupid.” JD explained.

“Okay, you’re right.” Veronica decided. ‘I mean… we’re only seventeen, that’s pretty young. I don’t think we’ll be getting too much support. I don’t want people to think we’re making a mistake.” She agreed.

“Let’s figure everything out, and finish high school, and then tell everybody and you’ll have the engagement party and dress and everything you deserve!” JD told her. Veronica smiled big and pulled him in for another kiss.

“You’ve already given me everything.”