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Captain Underpants | I read the books when I was little and honestly, never would have thought I’d someday help make the feature! Both the team at DreamWorks and Mikros were some of the most wonderful people I’ve had the fortune of working with and I feel their upbeat energy and passion for the project are evident in the final film! The movie comes out today!! Please go check it out :) and here are a few paintings I did back when we were figuring out the design of the world.

patience like this

“I care about you. More than I want to. And that scares me. It scares me so much that I sometimes wish we’d never met. I hate that you make me feel this way.You kind of drive me nuts. But somehow I still want you. You mess me up so bad and I still want you.”

Illuminate x Her series, Pt. I, Pt. II
Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Her
Rating: Explicit
Words: 5285

Clubs have never really been his scene. He quickly gets uncomfortable when the sweaty bodies of strangers bump into him, and with the occasional bold girl getting straight to the point by wrapping her arms around his neck and grinding up against him. So he stays off the dancefloor and chats with the bartender when she has time to talk, sips from his drink, eats his peanuts and watches his friends dance to the fast paced, pulsating music that blares from the speakers.

Shawn’s not surprised when a female body pushes up against the bar next to him and starts a hollow conversation about his drink, then claims that she doesn’t know him but says that he looks familiar. At this point, he’s used to women hitting on him once they recognise him; it’s a common pattern. He’s noticed them watch him with their girlfriends before plucking up the courage and making an excuse to approach him.  So, he’s developed a secure routine.

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To all the Star Wars fic writers reading this

I saw something declaring it Fanfiction Writer Appreciation Day, and although who knows whether that is actually today as you’re reading this, I submit that it should be every day.

So:
To all the writers who write perfectly canon-compliant things, I appreciate you. You make the GFFA I fell in love with richer and more complete.

To all the writers who feel betrayed by the sequel trilogy and either stay in the OT/PT or try to fix the ST in various ways, I appreciate you. You find wonderful ways to enhance what I love about Star Wars and preserve the good in all these stories.

To all the writers who come up with mundane or fantastical AUs, I appreciate you. I never thought I would recognize my favorite characters in a coffee shop or the Wild West or time traveling, yet there they are.

To all the writers who write the scenes we’ve seen in the movies a thousand times, I appreciate you. You make me notice new things about my favorite moments.

To all the writers who write smut, oh do I appreciate you. You make me have many delicious and impure thoughts and how dare you.

To all the writers who consistently get on rec lists and have a large following, I appreciate you. There’s a reason people recommend your work, and those of you with whom I interact could not be more gracious about it.

To all the writers who despair that they are writing and nobody sees or likes their work, who wonder if anyone is out there, I appreciate you. You have more readers than you think. Keep writing. Your audience is out there, even if they haven’t found you yet. We need you.

To all the writers who have been kind enough to comment on my work, holy hell do I appreciate you. It’s amazing to hear from someone who wrestles with these plots and characters on the regular that something I did worked for them.

To all the writers I see supporting other writers, recognizing their faithful commenters, challenging each other to write more and consistently improve – I appreciate you so much. You make my writing and reading life so much better.

Someone You Like

Originally posted by tompollander

A/N: I mentally sobbed while typing this, this is adorable and i probably should focus on my school work now whoops. Leave any requests in my messages or asks !

Prompt: based off the song “Someone You Like” by The Girl And The Dreamcatcher, with ramblings from Tom’s mind, then the reader’s mind, then ends with Tom’s again.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: adorable, the fluffiest, you will probably cry at how cute this is


“I saw you with that ribbon in your hair
Think that I began to stare
Maybe I’ll love you for a while”

There she was. The girl I always see in the same coffee shop every day. With that adorable thin blue ribbon in her hair. Every time I come in and see her, I stare until she leaves. Sounds kinda creepy, but she’s beautiful. If it’s possible, I  feel like I’ve fallen in love. One-sided love at first sight.

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anonymous asked:

four word prompt: we're not together anymore

“God dammit!” I cursed and kicked the tire of my old red car as smoke billowed out from the engine. It was done, loyal Clifford had finally bit the dust. I couldn’t afford another car right now and now I was going to miss another day of work because there was no way for me to get there now that Clifford was dead. I was sitting against the tire on the side of the road after getting off the phone with AAA, banging the back of my head on the car when a black range rover pulled up behind me. I shielded my eyes and squinted as someone got out of their car and headed over to me.
“Thought I recognized Clifford.” A familiar British accent met my ears and I almost groaned aloud. Could this day get any worse? He towered over me, casting his shadow over my body, “Told you this lump of rubbish wouldn’t last through the summer. D’you need to borrow a phone or something?”
“Already called a tow, but thanks.” I said, sounding the exact opposite of thankful.
He crouched down next to me, “I’ll wait with you then.”
“I don’t need you to wait with me.”
“Someone could come and kidnap you on this road all by yourself.”
“Better than being alone with you.” I muttered under my breath.
“I heard that.”
“Good.”
He sighed, “Look, I know you hate me, but I’m just trying to help you out, I’m not comfortable with you being out here all alone waiting for God knows how long for a tow.”
“Do you think I give a shit what you’re comfortable with? We’re not together anymore.”
He’s quiet, but when I sneak a glance at him, his jaw’s clenched in a way I remember to mean he’s pissed. “Fuck, Y/N, just because we’re not dating doesn’t mean I don’t care about you.”
I scoffed, “Well, that makes one of us.”
“How many times do I have to apologize—“
“You don’t, Harry! I don’t care! I don’t care about you or that stupid fucking relationship and I don’t want to talk about it!”
He’s quiet a moment, “I know you well enough to know that you do care, if you didn’t you wouldn’t be so angry.”
I hated him, hated that he knew me that well, hated myself for letting him know me that well. “Fuck off.” I muttered, but my voice cracked and my eyes filled.
“I know you don’t believe me, but I love you. I never stopped. And I know you hate me so it doesn’t matter, but I love you. I think about you every day, I can’t delete the pictures of us off my phone, and that notebook you always used to carry around with you is still in my glove compartment, but I never told you because I was afraid giving it back to you would be the last time I saw you and I’m not ready for that. I’ll never be ready for that.”
I impatiently wiped a tear off my cheek, “I’ve been looking for that notebook for ages.”
He gave a short laugh, “That’s the only thing you took from that?”
“Did you read it?”
“No… Of course not. I would never invade your privacy like that.”
I watched him for a moment, “I only believe you because if you had read it you’d know that I don’t hate you at all. And I never did.” That notebook was filled with every memory we shared together. I had a notebook for every year of my life starting from sixth grade and I would tape in little memories, movie tickets, receipts, flowers. I would write any thoughts that came to my mind, sometimes poetry, sometimes I’d draw. And I remembered how full that last notebook had been of Harry. Endless drawings of his mouth, endless receipts and ticket stubs from places we’d been, endless words that had come from his mouth being turned into poetry, a page that I had sprayed with his cologne and had simply drawn doodles of his tattoos on. That had been my favorite page. I wondered if it still smelled of him. I had always thought he was walking art and I tried so hard to put that on paper so I would always remember. I think I knew deep down, even then, that we weren’t forever.
But it didn’t stop me from hoping. And it didn’t stop my heart from breaking the day he left.
I felt his hand hesitantly slip into mine and I didn’t stop him. Instead, as his thumb traced circles on the back of my hand, I closed my eyes and leaned my head on his shoulder, swearing I heard him sigh contentedly at the contact of my body on his.
And we stayed like that until the tow truck arrived, a silent surrender.

Preference #2 | You’re Best Friends.

Author’s Note: Sooo Calum’s preference got a little long. OOPS!

Ashton: 

It was week number 3 of the boys’ world tour. This meant it had been 3 weeks without my best friend. Ashton promised to call, text, and FaceTime when he got the chance. And to my surprise, he actually did do things on a fairly regular basis. We got into a pretty regular routine with when he’d call. Although, it wasn’t like being face to face. We both knew it. It was impossible to have movie nights or to go to the mall together. It had only been 3 weeks, but I already had plane tickets to go and see him. He had no clue and I wanted to keep it that way until the very last second. I had communicated with Luke since they left about coming. He said he’d make up some sort of excuse as to why he had to go to the airport to come pick me up. Luke would take me to the venue and I’d help out where I could for 2 weeks. The time to get off the plane had come and I texted Luke: I’m landed :) . I somehow had stuffed everything into a duffle and a backpack. I went to grab my bag and saw Luke waiting. “Hey, Luke!” I walked over and gave him a hug. “Ready to go see your boyfriend?” He smiled. “We.. aren’t dating. We’re just friends.” I stuttered. Luke laughed. “Sorry, the way he’s been talking about you lately, I just assumed he’d asked you out.” I blushed. “He talks about me?” Luke rolled his eyes. “Are you seriously joking? The guy literally only shuts up about you when we tease the shit out of him; and even then he’ll start again in a couple hours.” I turned even redder. “oh..” “But you didn’t hear it from me. Actually, you didn’t hear that at all.” Luke said. We hopped in an Uber and got to the venue. We put my stuff into the bus and then headed inside. “LUKE! Did you get the headphones you wanted because I found ones that look way better at.. HOLY SHIT! Y/N!” The curly haired boy came running towards me at full speed. I was soon lifted off of the ground. “What are you doing here?” He smiled. “Well, I guess this isn’t my apartment. Weird.” I teased. “I’m so glad you’re here. I missed you so much, you have no idea.” I laughed. “No, you have no idea how much I freaking missed you.” I responded. Ashton pulled me in even closer. Our faces were inches apart from each other. “Hi.” He whispered. “Hello, Ash.” I giggled. Suddenly his lips were on mine. His eyes widened and he quickly pulled back. “I don’t know why I just did that.” “I’m not mad. It was kinda nice actually.” “Again?” He asked with a huge smile. I nodded and we began to kiss again. “THEY ARE KISSING! YOU OWE ME TEN BUCKS, MICHAEL!” Calum yelled.

Michael

“Pizza?” Michael asked. “We literally had pizza last movie night and the past 3 other times.” I groaned. “And what goes better with a movie than pizza?” He asked. “I don’t know, maybe like Chinese or Chipotle?” Michael pouted. I rolled my eyes. “You win this time, Clifford. Just this once!” I yelled as I went to grab the pizza takeout menu. I ordered pizza and sat back on the couch. “Wanna Netflix and chill?” Michael joked. “In the most innocent way possible, yes.” I laughed. “Oh c’mon. You’re no fun.” He rolled his eyes. I started grabbing movies and we finally decided on a comedy. The pizza arrived and we ate it happily while watching movies. We started cuddling as it got later. All of a sudden, Michael’s front door was burst open. The other three boys came tumbling in. “We heard it was movie night!” Ashton yelled. The other two boys smiled and nodded. “Oh, we aren’t interrupting anything, are we?” Calum teased. “Yeah, we heard it wasn’t a date, so we thought it would be fine if we came over.” Luke added. Michael glared at all of them. “It should be really fun with you guys here! I’ll go make more popcorn and grab more drinks.” I said and went into the kitchen with Michael close behind. “I can kick them out if you don’t want them here.” Michael said. “I mean I would’ve preferred the two of us, but we never said they couldn’t come, so the more the merrier!” I said as I grabbed the fresh popcorn and a couple of sodas. I set the stuff on the coffee table as the boys mumbled thank yous. I sat back down on the couch as the boys grabbed a horror movie. “Great..” I mumbled. Michael soon joined me back on the couch. “Are you okay watching this?” Michael whispered. I nodded my head as I began to see the horror in front of me. The movie kept getting scarier and tears started to silently come down my face. Michael looked down at me and tried to make me look away, but I’d gotten this far into the movie and I just hoped to see a happy ending soon. I continued to silently cry for awhile. Michael quickly grabbed me and started kissing me. “JESUS MICHAEL!” Luke shouted. Michael pulled away. “Now we know why we’ve never officially been invited to one of these movie nights!” Ashton said. “Seriously, if you’re going to do that get a room!” Calum added. “This is my house. This all is my room.” I continued to sit there blushing and speechless. “Well, on that note we will be heading home because our work is done here.” Ashton said. They all got up, said quick good-byes, and left. “Why did you kiss me?” I asked shyly. “You were crying. I couldn’t take it anymore and I had to make it stop and I didn’t know how and… and I’m sorry.” He flustered. “It’s okay. I’m not complaining, I just wanted to know.” He smiled.

Luke:

“Luuuuuuuukkkkeeeee” I called out. I had just gotten to his and Michael’s place, so we could hang out. I heard footsteps coming from the floor above me and saw Michael coming down the stairs. “Well, you’re not the postmates guy.” Michael sighs. “Hi to you too, Mikey. Where’s Luke?” Michael just pointed up the stairs where their bedrooms are. I nodded and headed upstairs. Luke’s door was open and I saw him soundly sleeping. I started to walk closer to him, so I could wake him up. “Michael, I swear to god if you try and prank me, I will murder you.” My eyes widened. “Well, I guess I’m glad that I’m not Michael.” Luke opened his eyes. “Y/N! Just come cuddle for a little bit. I’m not ready to go to the mall yet.” “Obviously” I laughed. I crawled in the other side and he soon wrapped an arm around me. We just laid there for a few minutes. “So what do you need to get again at the.. oh” I looked at Luke and he was fast asleep. I tried to fall asleep until I heard Luke mumbling. “Y/N. She’s so nice.” I smiled. “So pretty.. funny.. kiss me..” My eyes widened. I checked to see if he was awake, but he was sleeping. I had a crush on Luke, but I wasn’t going to act on this. It could’ve been a weird dream and he could think we were just friends, which we were. He finally woke up and got ready for the mall. “Okay, I need to hit a few places to grab some new shirts and pants, you?” He asked. All I could think about was what he had said in his sleep. “Uh, I don’t need anything.” He gave me a weird look and we went to the mall. “What do you think of this shirt?” He asked. It was just a plain black tee. “It’s a nice basic.” He rolled his eyes and continued looking. “This?” “It’s a good thing for layering.” He held onto it and moved on to the pants. He grabbed a couple of black jeans and I continued to make awkward comments. He grabbed a pair of bright red skinny jeans. “What do you think about these?” He raised an eyebrow. “I think if you paired it with the right shirt, you could make it work..” He sighed. “Cut the crap. What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting weird all day.” I decided whether or not to tell him. “Well?” He asked. “I might have heard you talking about me in your sleep. You might have said something about kissing me or wanting to, but I get that dreams aren’t real, so I didn’t want to say anything.” I spewed. His eyes widened. “Okay, you weren’t supposed to hear that. But now that you have, I really like you and I have for awhile. I didn’t want to say anything in case you didn’t like me back.” He let out a big sigh. “Well, I kinda like you too.” I smiled and he smiled back. “Wanna make all my dreams into reality?” He smirked. “All?” I asked. Luke laughed and nodded. 

Calum: 

Being on tour with the guys was one of the best times of my life. We were all good friends and Calum was my best friend. We got to see different cities almost everyday and I got to hang out with these four dorks all of the time. “Y/N! Can you grab me a drink from up there? I don’t care what it is.” Luke yelled. Calum had gone bass shopping with John and I didn’t want to go, so I stayed back with the boys. “Yep!” I grabbed another coke and went into the back of the bus. Luke stood up and opened it just as the bus started for regular check ups. His coke went all over my shirt and I just laughed because it was the kind of luck I had. “Do you want to borrow a shirt? I know you need to do laundry at the next hotel.” Luke asked. “That’d be great, thanks.” Luke went and grabbed a shirt from the small bag he kept on the bus. I took it into the bathroom and threw my shirt into a plastic bag. I also put my hair up into a bun because my outfit became more casual. Luke and I watched a few episodes of The Office before Calum got back. “Y/n! I’m back!” He yelled as he walked on. “How was bass shopping?” I asked as he walked in. He looked at me and at the shirt I was wearing. “It was fine. I got a new bass.” Calum suddenly sounded like this was the most boring conversation in the world.I shrugged it off and let him go, maybe he was tired from walking around. It was time to head into the venue and I ran up to Calum to talk to him after I had given him some space. “So are you playing your new bass tonight?” I questioned. “Yeah.” He said as he quickened his pace. “Are you excited?” I continued. “Can you just leave me alone?” He raged. I stopped in my tracks. “I’ll be in the bus. Sorry.” I spun around and ran to the bus with tears streaming down my face. I’d ordered my weight in pizza and cheese breadsticks. I switched into my pajamas and stained my pillow with makeup and tears. I didn’t know what I did to Calum and he’d never been actually that angry with me. I fell asleep until I heard the boys get on the bus. “Where was Y/N tonight? She’s normally waiting for us after our set.” Ashton asked. “She’s in here; I think. I’m going to bed.”  Calum sighed. “Is there something going on between the two of you?” Ashton asked. “I’m. going. to. bed.” I could almost hear Ashton lift his hands up as Calum walked towards the bunks. I didn’t understand what his deal was and now he was mad at Ash too because of me… The tears started to come out again and got out of bed and ran into the back before anyone could hear me. The door slid shut behind me and I flopped onto the couch. “Can I get an answer out of you as to what’s going on or are you going to bed too?” Ashton whispered. I looked at the boy sitting on the opposite couch. “I would tell you if I knew, but I don’t. And damn, do I wish that I did.” I sighed. I eventually fell asleep on the couch while Ash watched some dumb movie. I woke up the next morning looking like a raccoon that got caught in a wind storm. My hairbrush and makeup remover were my best friends today. Luke came onto the bus looking like this was his walk of shame. “Where were you last night?” I asked sounding sadder than intended. “I went to the club and well, things progressed and..” “Oh. I hope it was a good time.” I said. I walked off the bus, grabbed my laundry, and walked into the hotel. I checked myself in and went to the laundry machines to begin.  I heard a pair of footsteps. “So, I don’t mean to open any wounds, but what did you do to Y/N?” Luke asked. “What did I do? What the hell do you mean? I didn’t even know you two had a thing until yesterday when I saw her wearing your fucking shirt and then you didn’t even come back last night. She was a mess last night and then you come back in the morning and tell her you cheated on her! Which isn’t fucking cool for a few reasons. 1. She’s my best friend. 2. Nobody should be treated like that. 3. YOU KNEW I LIKED HER AND YOU STILL DECIDED TO GO FOR HER AND BREAK HER HEART!” I heard something hitting the wall and I assumed it was Luke. “Dude, what the actual hell are you talking about? We aren’t a thing.” “Did she know that?” Calum questioned. I decided it was time to end this. I walked into the hallway. “Yes, Cal. Luke and I were never a thing. I was a mess last night because you freaked out at me for no reason. And I’m still a mess if you couldn’t tell. I don’t what I did, but this is between you and me; not me and Luke.” Calum let Luke out of his grip. He turned to me. “Why were you wearing his shirt then?” “He spilled coke on me and offered me a clean one because he knew I needed to do laundry. But your attitude makes me wish I’d just kept the spilled one on because I spent the night in the bus crying anyways.” I explained. “You could’ve borrowed one of mine.” He mumbled. “You would’ve freaked out at me! Do you not remember what you were like yesterday, Calum?” I yelled. “I wouldn’t have been mad at all if you just wore one of mine instead of his!” He yelled back. “Why would that even matter? It’s just a shirt.” Calum let out a huge sigh. “It does because I’m in love with you. And I want you to wear my shirts. I know we’re best friends, but like I want something more. God, I’ve wanted something more way before we even left for this tour. You wearing his shirt just like made me realize we aren’t more and that anyone could date you. And thinking about that makes my blood boil. I’m sorry if you don’t feel the same or whatever, but..” I cut him off. “Cal, I love you too. I wouldn’t look like this if I didn’t. I didn’t think you even liked me and I felt like I just came on this tour because you felt guilty leaving me like a puppy who follows you around everywhere.” He brings his lips to mine and pulls away. “If anything I’m the puppy that follows you around everywhere, babe. I don’t think I’ve ever gone shopping as much as when we started being best friends or had as many face masks or had as many lipstick swatches on my hands and arms as I did before. I did it because I was so freaking in love with you.” I blushed. “Do you want to be my girlfriend or continue to make me wait?” He asked. “As much fun as it sounds to make you wait, I’ll be your girlfriend.” I said. “FINALLY!” I heard all of the boys shout. 

I was listening to this song and got inspired to write this KuroMahi fluff


“C’mon, Kuro, it won’t be that bad.” Mahiru said as they walked down the street. He thought that it would be good for both of them to go out for their dates occasionally. So, he decided to go watch a movie with Kuro. “You better not fall asleep in the theater either. Ryusei said that the movie’s pretty good.”

“Couldn’t we just wait for it to come out on DVD and rent it?” If Kuro could have his way, they would never leave the house. He preferred indoor dates but he had to admit that there were some things he liked about going out with Mahiru. Holding his hand while they walked was one of them. “Our couch is more comfortable than those theater seats and we don’t have to deal with people.”

“Kuro, I don’t want to fight with you on our date. It’s my turn to choose what to do on date night. Next Friday, you can choose whatever you want. Can’t you just bare with it for a couple hours? Will you do it for me?” Mahiru looked up at him and his large eyes silenced any further argument Kuro had. While he complained sometimes, he only wanted to make Mahiru happy.

Kuro mumbled an answer shyly. “Okay but don’t complain when I choose something hard and corny for our next date as revenge. Romance me with a candlelit dinner with ramen as the main course.”

“Candlelight and noodles it is then. You want to try re-enacting that Lady and the Tramp spaghetti scene too?” Mahiru knew that Kuro was only teasing him and he couldn’t help but play along. Kuro wasn’t expecting him to and he blushed heavily. He scratched his cheek and tried to hide his blush. His expression was cute and made Mahiru giggle.

Kuro had to grin at the lighthearted challenge in Mahiru’s laugh and he leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Tease me like that and I’ll take you right there on that table.”

“Kuro! You can’t say things like that while we’re in public.” It was Mahiru’s turn to blush and Kuro chuckled at his reaction. Sometimes, it was too easy to tease him and make him blush but Kuro could never tire of it. “Behave yourself or you’re going to sleep on the couch tonight. Let’s go before the movie starts.”

“You’re going to make this poor kitty sleep on the coach?” Mahiru playfully hit his chest when he tried to use his cute cat voice. They both knew that his threat was empty when Mahiru hooked their arms together. He leaned his head on Kuro’s shoulder and they continued down the street.

“Do you hear that?” Mahiru stopped Kuro when he heard a child crying. He looked around the street and saw a child standing outside the store. The boy couldn’t be more than eight and Kuro wondered if he was lost. He certainly appeared distraught as he cried. Kuro wasn’t surprised when Mahiru immediately went to the boy’s aid.

Mahiru made sure not to scare the boy and stopped a safe distance from him. The boy didn’t appear hurt so Mahiru tried to calm him down. He knelt in front of the boy and spoke in a soft voice. “Excuse me, are you lost? Do you know where your parents are?”

The boy looked hesitant to answer but eventually spoke. “I don’t know.”

“Can you let us help you? Where was the last place you saw them?” The boy pointed to the store behind him and Mahiru nodded. He knew that it was best not to take the child away but he didn’t want to leave him alone either. “Can you tell me what your parents look like so I can look for them in the store? My name’s Mahiru. What’s your name?”

“Akebono.”

“Well, Akebono, I’m going to find your parents for you. My boyfriend, Kuro, is going to stay here with you while I look for them inside. Is that okay with you?” The boy nodded and Mahiru turned back to Kuro. “I know we were supposed to be on a date but this should only take a moment. I’m really sorry about this.”

“It’s okay. I’m just glad that you’re not sending me into that crowded store.” Kuro shrugged and the smile Mahiru gave him was reward enough. He gave the boy one last warning not to wonder off before he went into the store. Seeing him so readily help someone, Kuro’s heart swelled with pride slightly. It was one of the many reason he fell in love with him.

Kuro leaned against the wall next to the boy and an awkward silence quickly settled around him. Lily had always been the best with children among the Servamps and Kuro wondered what he would do. Despite being the oldest, Kuro was helpless when it came to children and starting a conversation. He could feel the boy’s eyes on him and he tilted his head curiously.

“Mahiru’s going to bring back your parents so don’t worry. He’s a good and dependable guy.” Kuro assured him but he quickly trailed off when the boy didn’t respond. He continued staring at him so he wondered what the boy was thinking about.

Then he blurted out, “Why do you dress funny? You have ears and a tail!”

“I do not dress funny. I’ll have you know that I’m a cute kitten.” He thought children respected their elders and he wondered when they became so blunt. The boy didn’t look the least bit convinced and scrunched his face at him. Kuro wondered how long Mahiru would take and tried to think of a way to entertain him until he came back. An idea came to him and he pulled out his phone. “You like games, Kid?”

Like Kuro expected, the boy’s eyes lit up. He opened a simple tile matching game and handed him his phone. Kuro thought that it would keep him occupied enough without having him comment on his clothes again. He sat next to the boy and watched him play as he waited for Mahiru to return.

The boy was losing miserably and Kuro shook his head lightly. Every time he lost, the boy became more irritated. He almost threw the phone in frustration but Kuro quickly took the phone from him. “Woah, Kid, don’t break other people’s things because you’re losing. The reason you’re losing is because you chose where to place your tiles too late and you run out of time to place them. Be quick like this.”

He swiped his finger over the screen and cleared a few rows. The boy looked up at him in amazement. Kuro, who played games often, didn’t think anything of it but it looked like a masterful maneuver to the boy. “Teach me!”

“Can’t deal.” Kuro groaned but he pointed at the upcoming blocks. “You need to think of combos. If you set them up early, you can get a lot of points. Leave a little space for blocks that don’t fit into your combo. They’re a pain to deal with but at least they won’t block your combo. Just make sure you don’t pile them too high.”

“Okay!” The boy returned his attention to the game and tried to follow his advice. He was still a child so it was difficult to think of a combo as quickly as Kuro could. When it seemed like he would be too slow to place a block, Kuro helped him. He made sure not to do it too often so the boy could make his own strategy.

He heard the store’s door open and he looked up to see Mahiru walk out with a frown. From his expression, Kuro knew that he couldn’t find the boy’s parents. Mahiru sat next to the boy and said apologetically. “I’m sorry. It doesn’t seem like your parents are inside but Kuro and I will stay with you until they come back.”

“Do you think they left me behind?” The boy looked up from the game and Mahiru’s heart almost broke. “I had a fight with them in the store. Maybe they don’t want me anymore.”

“Of course, they still love you.” Mahiru took out a napkin from his pocket and handed it to him. He was close with his mother so he could imagine how the boy must be feeling.

“Families fight. You can’t avoid it.” Kuro said simply and Mahiru was about to hit him lightly for his comment. He stopped himself when Kuro continued. “But you don’t want to let that come between you. Talk to them. If you wait and avoid them, you’ll regret it. When your parents come back, apologize and they’ll forgive you.”

“Akebono!” They looked up and saw two people running towards them. Mahiru gestured for them to wait as he ran to the parents. From his expression, Kuro knew that he was going to read the parents the riot act and covered the boy’s ear. He had to chuckle as he listened to Mahiru lecture his elders. While he was kind, he was also firm when he needed to be and that quality made him more attractive to Kuro.

“I think he’s done now.” Kuro said with a light laugh and let go of the boy so he could run to his parents. Mahiru returned to his side and they watched the family exchange hugs. The boy waved bye to them before he left with his parents and Kuro waved back. He could feel Mahiru grinning at him and turned to him. “What?”

“I was thinking that you would make a good father.” Mahiru said with a confident smile but Kuro looked more doubtful. “I’m serious. You were kind and understanding. I’m sure our kids would like you more because you’ll be the easy going parent. But I guess it’s still too early to talk about this.”

“I’m sure they’ll love Mamahiru too. Ow!” Kuro yelled a little when Mahiru punched his arm. It didn’t hurt him but he still pretended to pout. “Cat abuser.”

“You teach our kids to call me by those nicknames and I’m divorcing you. Where did you even come up with Mamahiru? I don’t act like your mom and you shouldn’t say that about your boyfriend. Let’s hurry to the theater.” Mahiru looked at his watch and knew that it was too late to watch the movie. With a disappointed sigh, he said. “I guess the only thing we can do is go home.”

Kuro took his hand but he surprisingly pulled him in the opposite direction of their home. “You said you wanted an outdoor date, didn’t you? Let’s take the long way home and walk around the park. We can look at the stars or something.”

“Really?” Mahiru’s smile couldn’t be brighter and Kuro was certain that it could light the night. He stood on his toes and kissed Kuro’s cheek. “You’re trying to be sweet and make me forget about those nicknames, aren’t you?”

“Is it working?”

“It might if you offer to hold my hand too.” They both laughed and their fingers naturally laced together when they held hands. Mahiru knew that he would’ve preferred to go straight home so he was grateful that Kuro was willing to take a detour for him. It was a small gesture but Mahiru could sense Kuro’s kindness in it. Kuro looked down at Mahiru as they walked. He knew he should’ve been watching where he was going but his happy expression captivated him.

Whenever Kuro thought about their future, he would become sad whenever he thought about their inevitable end. But Mahiru was able to replace those thoughts with something better. He looked forward to their date night every week. He wanted to make a future for them after the war where they could be a normal couple. Maybe, one day, they could adopt to have a family as well.


I headcanon that they have a set date night and take turns picking what they do. Kuro always chooses indoor date activities so Mahiru forces them out when it’s his turn to choose.

“You’re back.” Theo Raeken

Ever since Theo has come back from hell things have been different. He’s been different. Yes, everyone still hates him and wants him gone again, but not me. We’ve never admitted our feelings for each other and now that he’s back things have been awkward. It was obvious we loved each other before, we both know that, but now I don’t know what will happen. Before, we were basically inseparable. I could tell him things I’ve never told anyone before and the same with him. He let me in on his sister’s death, how he really felt inside, and when he first met the dread doctors when he was young. I would sit and listen because… Nobody’s perfect. Everybody does bad things and has a past. And I love Theo enough to see past that. The others have yet to come around, but I’ll convince them sooner or later to trust Theo.

“Y/N, want some?” Theo offers. He ordered a pizza to my house for movie night, something he and I did whenever things got too hectic in the supernatural world and we needed a break from reality. I shake my head. “No thanks.” I would probably barf if I ate something now. My stomach is already full with my feelings for Theo. I thought I could just return to things being how they used to be with him, but I don’t think I can. My real feelings are going to come out like word vomit any moment now. “Okay.” He gives me a strange look, he knows pizza is my favorite and I would never turn down an opportunity to have a slice. He puts away the pizza and turns on Netflix while I grab the comfiest blankets. He turns on a classic, Clueless, one of my favorites. “Why this one? Let’s watch something you like.” I bet he didn’t get much tv time down in hell. “No, I do like this one. Besides, I know it’s your favorite.” He turns it on and snuggles underneath the blankets with me. We get into a comfy cuddling position and watch in silence. I lay my head against his chest an d listen to the steady beat of his heart. It comforts me, always has. The first 30 minutes of the movie go by undisturbed. I can tell he’s looking at me from the corner of his eye, usually I would be quoting along the entire movie, but not tonight. He suddenly grabs the remote and pauses it, unwrapping himself from me and looking me straight in the eye. “Ok, Y/N. Something’s on your mind. I can tell. I know you.” He waits for me to spill, but I don’t. “You gonna talk?” “I just don’t get you!” I abruptly stand up from the couch and flail my hands, surprising Theo and myself. “You were gone, you were in freaking hell, Theo! Hell! And you come back and… Maybe you’re fine maybe you’re not, but I just need you to talk to me!” My words start as a yell, quieting down to a soft spoken plea. “Maybe I’m the one who needs to talk to you.” I sit back down and criss cross my legs. I can feel his eyes on me but I resist to look back. “I need to talk to you too.” He admits, making me look up from my lap. So we talk. For hours and hours we talk and just pour our hearts out to each other. We both get everything we possibly can off our chests and into the air between us. I listen as he describes the agony he went through everyday down there. How every second felt like hours, how his sister would never let him rest and tortured him with memories from the past. We both cry to each other, letting our most venerable parts be exposed. I never thought I would feel as close to another person like I do to Theo. It’s like he is my other half. We both know everything about each other now. Absolutely everything. Emotionally, I don’t know where I end and he begins.

After our talk, we’re both brushing away tears and choking back soft cries. A part of me cries for Theo; what he went through down in hell with his sister and everything before that. Another part of me cries in relief; I have never felt so emotionally free. “Theo, there’s one more thing I’ve been keeping from you.” He looks curious. We’ve been talking for four hours and I still have something to say? It sort of makes me giggle. He looks even more confused now that I’m laughing. “What?” He starts to chuckle along with me. “I just…” My gut tells me to just come out and say it. “I love you, Theo Raeken.” I look straight into his eyes as I speak those words. He blinks a few times, his brain processing the information I just gave him. My smile fades away, taking in the realization that he might not respond like I thought he would. “Y/N,” he sighs. “Please, just don’t say anything-“ “I love you too.” My eyebrows raise and I find myself tearing up again. “Y/N, I never thought I could love someone as much as I love you.” My throat closes up with tears and all I can do is nod and smile. “You are the only person to ever give me a chance. To listen to me, feel for me, and love me with all of my flaws anyway.” My face breaks out into a grin so big I can feel my jaw start to tremble. “God,” I choke out. “I’ve waited for that for too long.” I lunge from my position across from him into his lap and grab his face to attach our lips for an impeccably long kiss. He reciprocates, arms wrapping themselves around my waist and lips kissing me feverishly. His lips are like the inside of a rose petal, rough stubble prickling my skin in the most pleasurable way possible. We gasp for air between kisses, refusing to let go of each other. “I love you.” We murmur back and forth, not being able to fathom we can openly say that to each other now.

Your Boys

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader

Words: 577

Prompt: Movie Night

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When you’re in a relationship with four other people, schedules are a hard thing to manage. Everyone is so busy with work, school, and clubs.

Tonight was the first time in the last three months that you were able to spend time with your boys, Alex, John, Lafayette, and Hercules.

Nobody was in the mood to go out for the next few days, so everyone was just crashing at home, being with each other. It was wonderful.

You had decided on a movie night so everyone choose their favorite movies. Popcorn was made, pajamas were on, drinks were passed around, and everyone was piled on top of each other, wanting to be close after months of near separation.

You were sitting on Lafayette’s lap, your legs on Hercules. Alex was sitting on John’s lap while John held your hand. Lafayette rested his head on Hercules’ shoulder and stroked your hair absentmindedly.

Small talk was made throughout the group, everyone abandoning the movies in favor of each other’s company.

“And that is how I ended up going to the emergency room without telling any of you about it,” Hercules finished his story up, looking at you all nervously.

He had just finished telling you the story about how he was working really hard on a dress two weeks ago. It ended up that he needed to get it done sooner than he had anticipated, so he was working over time. He then accidentally scratched himself his a needle and almost bleed out before going to the hospital. He also didn’t see the need to tell any of you this.

“Mon amour are you alright? Why didn’t you tell anyone about this? We could have helped you!” Lafayette cried, reaching out to him.

You, Alex, and John were all sitting there in shock.

Hercules chuckled nervously.

“Sorry I didn’t really think anything about it at the time. I’m sorry to worry you guys.”

“You’re okay though right?” Alex asked. He nodded and you all breathed a sigh of relief.

You took his hand and gave it a kiss before he pulled you into his lap and gave you a small kiss on the lips.

The rest of the boys whiend.

“We want kisses too!” They all cried reaching out. The two of you laughed and kisses were passed all around.

You climbed out to make another bowl of popcorn as they started a new movie.

Popping the popcorn you thought about how lucky you were to have all of them. They were wonderful.

Hercules, your big teddy bear, Lafayette, your romantic, Alex, your courage, and John, your protector. They would never hurt you.

You tilted your head down and closed your eyes, smiling. You stood there waiting for the popcorn to pop, not hearing footsteps behind you.

Arms wrapped around your waist, specifically Alex’s arms. He gave you a kiss on your cheek, swaying you back and forth.

“My love hurry up. We are all impatient for your beauty to come back to us. We want to gaze upon your light.”

You giggled and turned around in his arms, pressing a chaste kiss on his lips.

“I will be right there love. I promise,” you told him giggling.

He nodded and smiled, then turned back to where the rest of your boys were waiting.

“Y/N hurry up! We want to start!” John yelled, before you heard a thud and a groan from him.

Yep, they were your boys.

I keep thinking about the emoji movie and like I think they’re trying to capitalize on wreck-it ralph’s success but here’s the thing:

wreck-it ralph was successful because it played off nostalgia. everyone can remember going to the arcade or playing classic video games, or even if you didn’t you still know the pop culture references.

the emoji movie is playing off of what’s popular now, and it sucks as a concept not only because fads change really fast, but also because it’s made by adults who may or may not really understand the nuances of emoji language as we do. so because of this, it comes off as cringey. it’s like those parenting articles that are like “decode your teens text!!1!” and it’s all wrong, either the definitions are wrong or they use phrases a teen would never use irl.

sure emojis might be popular now, but in five years? ten years? this movie is gonna be on the same plane as Adam sandlers pixels: a sad, dated mess, whereas wreck-it ralph will be dated, yet timeless because it’s nostalgic.

Best Laid Plans

Here is my first imagine y'all!! Be nice ok?!?! Special thanks to @come-join-themurder thank you doll you are the best and I love you!! Other shootouts @ouijaboardmystery @calumonoxide @girl-with-no-faith-in-medicine @bluegrassgirldownunder (Reader x Juice) 


 This had been going on for weeks now. Well years really, but these last few weeks it had gotten bad. Juice and Y/N had been hooking up for a long time. Y/N wasn’t a crow-eater. She wasn’t any thing like that. She was, actually, quite the contrary. She was a business owner with a clean record a nice home and a “modest” wardrobe, by her mother’s standards at least. Despite all of this no man wanted to bring her home to meet their mom, since she was the daughter of the porn queen and SAMCRO lifer, Luanne and Big Otto Delaney. With a lineage like that, everyone assumed business owner meant porn business. Although her mom Luann helped her out by cosigning for the building, every thing else that had to do with the salon was hers. It was nice, and it was normal, nothing like you’d expect if you knew her parents. Gemma and her mom were in for some trims and highlights and noticed her odd behavior. 

 "What’s wrong baby?“ Luann questioned

 "Yeah sweetheart you’ve been quiet all day.” Gemma pushed. 

“Is it about Juice? Are you still hung up on that?” Luann knew it had to be that. Y/N had come to her about the situation almost as soon as it happened. Y/N’s mom was her best friend and Luann was her baby girl’s number one fan. That girl could do no wrong in her mother’s eyes and Y/N worked hard to not let her down. Just as Luann had worked hard to make sure Y/N had every opportunity to succeed in life despite her and Otto’s pasts. 

 "What about Juice…“ Gemma said flatly as if he had messed up and she just knew it. 

 "It’s not like that Gem and yes mom. I just don’t know what to do! This is beyond frustrating! Mom help me!! Please?” Y/N was practically begging for her mom to tell her what to do. 

 Luann stood up and turned to her daughter. “Baby look at me,” she took Y/N by the face a hand on each cheek forcing Y/N to look her in the eyes, “You have been going over this in your mind for weeks now. I can see you are scared and that tells me only one thing…” Luann brushed her girls hair back “that you love him honey.“ 

 Years ago Y/N and Juice started hooking up. The two of them never dated, they never really talked about what it all meant, but remained good friends. It was the perfect friends with benefits deal. They would talk about everything and nothing and would find comfort with each other in, what to an outsider wouldn’t seem like a lonely life, but actually was. She just wanted someone to want her without fear or judgement and he just wanted someone who wasn’t trying to fuck his kutte. 

 All of it changed a few weeks ago, maybe even before then. The guys were on a run when all hell broke loose and a stray bullet whizzed just past Juice’s ear and into Jax’s arm right behind him. It was all too much for him to handle and after they got back Juice found himself pulling up to Y/N’s house. Before he could even think he was knocking on her front door and as soon as it was opened he pushed his way in, backing her up against the wall and kissing her. As he scooped her up in his arms he kicked the door shut behind him and without words he brought her up stairs laid her down and tried in every way he could to say that he loved her without using the words. Saying it would ruin the moment, he couldn’t let his voice ruin that, not yet anyway. 

 The next morning Juice came down the stairs dressed and ready to leave. "Leaving so soon?” She had questioned. 

 "Maybe,“ was his simple reply. At the questioning look she presented him he took a breath and told her how he felt, how somewhere along the way he fell in love with her. How it seems sudden but that he thinks he always loved her but ignored it for fear of ruining what they had. Which is why he didn’t say it the night before. She simply stood frozen as he slipped on his kutte telling her to think about what he’d said, kissing her temple, whispered an ‘I Love You’ and walked out her door. 

 That was when she went to her mom. She told Luann about how he loved her wanted to be with her and only her. Maybe even have that family they had talked about having one day. Before, when they talked, the kids in the dreams weren’t THEIR kids, but now he wanted them to be. The problem was she was so afraid of a marriage like her mom and dad’s. It made her heartbreak over and over again to see two who people loved each other more than any book or movie could describe never be together again. That was because of the club, which is why even though she loved all of them, she vowed that she would not marry into the club. And yet here she was, faced with a choice; the life she planned, or him.  

Luann continued to stare at Y/N. "Look baby we have to go. Remember there’s a party tonight at the clubhouse. You still coming?”

 She snapped out of her thoughts, “Huh? Yeah 8 o'clock, I’ll be there. ” She responded absent mindedly. 

 As Gemma went to leave she took a hard look at Y/N before softening her face. “Sweetheart you want my advice? Real life and plans? They don’t actually work hand in hand. You understand what I’m saying?" 

 Later that night Y/N was sitting at the bar in the club house. The party was in full swing, filled with members from all up and down the coast. She had tried to avoid Juice. She was still wrestling with her own mind, heart, and gut over the whole situation. This turmoil was only made worse by the fact that every time she turned around Juice was there at the edge of her sight another girl hanging off of him. Granted he didn’t give them the time of day, just ignoring the fact they were there. He had even locked eyes with Y/N when she first came in, simply giving a tight lipped smile. 

 Juice had been fighting with himself to not ask Y/N where she was at with what he had told her. He knew why she would shy away because he knew everything about her. In their years together they had shared everything hopes dreams fears. Only recently did he realize they never shared heartbreak. She had told him every breakup but he realized all of a sudden that he hadn’t really done the same. It was almost as if he was subconsciously avoiding anything serious with anyone. How long had he been in love with her without knowing it? After telling her everything he had left and gone back to his own place to shower. Staring in the mirror, he stood, struggling with his own mind of how he had just lost his best friend. There he came to the realization that he did not want to live without her in his life. The only problem was he had already opened his damn mouth and now he was watching her fake smiles and fake interest in stories because he had put terrifying and confusing thoughts into her pretty mind.

 "Go talk to him.” Gemma had come up behind Y/N and caused her to jump nearly out of her skin. 

 "Gemma, you scared the shit outta me.“ Y/N breathed out clutching her hand to her chest. 

 "Hmm tell me how is it I scared a girl in a room full of people?” Y/N just blushed sheepishly not looking Gemma in the eye. “Unless she wasn’t even really here..” Gemma mumbled under her breath. “Where’d your mind go darlin?" 

 "You really gonna talk like you don’t know?” Y/N snarked back. 

 Gemma smirked out a huff and looked across the room “Yeah. Been watching him side eyeing you all night. It’s actually kinda cute. Pathetic, but cute." 

"Gemma what do I do? I have worked so hard to have a quiet life but every guy I get involved with hears about my family and either books it or acts like he’s God’s gift and I need him to rescue me. I love all these guys. I mean, Bobby took me to a father daughter dance because my dad was inside. You have no idea what it’s like seeing your mom and dad, two people so in love with each other not be able to even touch. Not only that but she has worked so hard so I wouldn’t have to live that way. I’m not like my mom, she is incredibly strong, and I don’t think, no, I know I’m not that strong. I’m already to afraid to admit how I feel out loud because it will just become real.” Y/N took a breath realizing her rambling and trying to rein it in. 

Gemma took this opportunity to lay some truth on her goddaughter. “I get it sweetheart, you have a plan for your life. But like I said plans and life, they don’t always work hand in hand. I know you think you are going to disappoint them if you end up with a member." 

 Gemma wanted her to understand that she understood the struggle, but before she could continue the woman whose words mattered most made her presence known. 

 Luann had come up behind them and overheard all of Y/N’s fears, feeling terrible that disappointing her was one of them. "Baby?”

 "Mom! Hey.“ Y/N put on that brave face she had learned from Luann herself. 

"Baby listen to me the only thing I could be disappointed in is you missing out on the love of your life. If it’s him go for it. Yeah it kills me to not be with Otto but I would not trade him and the love we got for each other for any number of picket fences and 9-5 safe jobs in the world." 

 Y/N just stared at at her mother. After all these years she still couldn’t believe that her mom could read her mind so well that she said exactly what she didn’t know she needed to hear. All Y/ N could do was smile at Luann.

 Gemma jumped off her stool clearing her throat. "Come on Luann I need another drink. And you,” She turned to Y/N “get over this already you are never this serious, and I cannot believe I’m saying this but I actually miss the smart-ass version of you." 

 Luann chuckled at that and walked away with Gemma once again leaving Y/N alone with her thoughts. As she turned around she met her eyes with his across the room. 

 She was pulled from her trance when she realized that someone was trying to talk to her. "Hmm? I’m sorry did you say something?” She asked the man leaning next to her in a kutte. 

 "I asked if maybe you’d like to make this a private party, just the two of us?“ He looked her up and down biting his lip. 

 That was all it took for the smart-ass fire cracker that was Y/N Delaney to make her grand return. Looking him up and down she replied. "Sorry sweetheart, I like a little more… Puerto Rican in my wood." 

 Hopping off her barstool she beelined it to the only man in the room who fit the description. Grabbing him by his kutte she pulled him to one of the rooms in the back of the club house. 

 Once inside and alone with him her nerves set back in. Juice just watched her pace in front of him, not sure what was going to happen, but with his own heart currently in his throat he didn’t have a way to question her actions. "Y/N…” he started to say but she cut him off.

 "I love you too!“ She blurted out and instantly slapped her hands over her mouth. He was grinning that mega watt smile, the one that made his big eyes crinkle up on the sides, the one that she couldn’t help but return.

 "Yeah?” He questioned as he started to walk towards her. She removed her hands from her mouth nodding her head yes as he closed the distance and kissed her. Deep and sweet and right on the mouth. He slipped his arms around her and pulled her small frame up his body to hold her. 

Their kisses soon became more passionate but she pulled away allowing him to attack her neck, running hot open mouthed kisses along her throat and down her chest. 

 "Juice…Hey… Baby…. JUICE” Y/N tried to gain his attention becoming more stern with each breath. Finally he pulled his mouth away from her chest and looked up into her eyes where he had hoisted her up. 

 "Mmm?“ He questioned rubbing his lips together trying to take her seriously as her tone suggested he do. The only problem was she was the least serious person he had ever met. She was a smart ass, a joker, she made terrible puns and grade school level jokes when she was uncomfortable. 

 "I need you to understand something.” She pushed the subject, and poor Juice he was trying, he really was, but this had been killing him for 3 weeks now and the girl of his dreams just told him she loved him. They were alone, and currently her legs were wrapped around him and her chest was making eye contact with him, “well we need to understand… what are we?“ 

 "Well if you’re game, I’d like it if I’m only yours and you’re only mine. Maybe we don’t leave each other the next morning. I’m thinking we keep talkin’ about those futures only we picture each other in them instead of some Imaginary Mr or Ms Right.” She smiled at this and he dove back into her.

 "Whoa there, slow down what are you doing? I’m not done.“ Juice huffed out a growl and reluctantly pulled back and again schooled his face to attempt to take her seriously. Y/N untangled herself from him, she just had to get this off her chest, she needed the clarification. The only problem with that, however, was when she got uncomfortable she cracked jokes and asserting herself made her very uncomfortable. 

 "It’s just ya know…we need to be sure…about…ummmm each other’s…expectations. Like…what, what, what um do you want from,umm, me?” Y/ N stammered through her not-very-well-thought-out speech.

 "I just told you?“ Juice was confused

 "I know…." 

 "Tell me what YOU want,” he coaxed. 

 This was it, this is this was what had her uncomfortable. It wasn’t asserting herself, it was what she wanted, and now that she told him she loved him what if he didn’t want the same thing as her? What if he changed his mind…

 "Well?” He was watching her he saw the fear in her eyes

 "It’s just… I’m all in here Juice. I dont…“ She was struggling to find the words. "This life it’s not what I pictured from myself…" 

 Juice stepped towards her "I know baby, you’re scared and so am I, and I can’t promise that it’s gonna be perfect but I can promise that I’m gonna try to make it that way and if you work with me on that we will have a perfectly imperfect life. Together. " 

 That’s all it took, "Ok.”

 Juice’s grin had made its grand return lighting his face up once again “Yeah?" 

"Yes,” She said with more resolve “but I have one rule”

 "Anything baby” he nodded his head. 

 "This whole ‘what happens on a run stays on a run’ nonsense is bullshit. Your Dick belongs either in your pants or in my pussy. You got that? I ain’t sharing you with nobody. “ 

 Juice lost it, a full belly laugh escaping him, “Where do you think I’ve been trying to put it this whole time?” He laughed out once again taking her in his arms.

 "Not here?!“ She blurted out, "this place is disgusting." 

 "Fine.” Was all he said as he scooped her up throwing her over his shoulder and storming out towards his bike. 

 As he made his way out through the club house Chibs called out to him “Juicey Boy, what are ya doin lad?" 

 "Taking my Ol’ Lady home!” He announced. Before the entire club house erupted in cheers and whistles. The last thing Y/ N saw as Juice carried her through the door was her mom smiling and clapping along with everyone else. Then as she locked eyes with Luann for just a brief moment she saw tears in her eyes, this wasn’t an uncommon thing for her to see. She’d watched her mom cry many times over the years yet this was so rare of a moment because for the first time her tears were of joy. Her mom was happy for her. (GIF is not mine)

Originally posted by soafanfic

History ~ Theo Raeken Imagine


A/N: Not sure how I feel about this. So feedback is welcome. Might do a part 2 depending on how well this one does. Let me know if you guys would like to see a part 2 to this imagine. (:

Requested: No

Prompt: You haven’t seen Theo since he was sent to hell and now he’s back but you have a new guy in your life. Yet that won’t stop Theo from winning you back.

Warning: None

[Part 2]

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It’s been 6 months since I last saw Theo. 6 months since I was betrayed by the people I considered my friends. 6 months since the love of my life was sentenced to hell. Every since that horrific night, I cut off the pack completely. The only one I still talk to is my best friend Lydia Martin. She’s the one who thought it might be a good idea to find someone new to get my mind of things. Or as she put it, “The only way to get over someone, is to get under someone else.” and so I did. After being completely alone and torturing myself, I decided to find a distraction. Nathan. At first it was just sexual between us, but the more I spent time with him, the more I grew accustomed to him. Although he held nothing to Theo, and often I found myself comparing the two. It’s become a very bad habit of mine.

One particular night, Nathan and I were relaxing on my couch, watching old movies and making out through most of them. Nathan has been trying to ‘talk’ all night, but I knew what he was going to say and I wasn’t ready for it. He was going to tell me he loved me. I felt it coming, I’ve felt it for weeks now. The way he looked at him, kissed me softly, always touching my face ever so gently. They were the same actions Theo displayed, right before he told me that he loved me. Honestly, I didn’t love Nathan at all. I still loved Theo with ever fiber in my being. I know that if he was still here with me then we would still be together, right now in this moment. Unfortunately, he’s not coming back. He’s never coming back. So I keep on pretending. Pretending that I’m falling in love with Nathan, pretending that I’m happy, pretending that one day everything would be back to normal. My life would never be back to normal.

I was so lost in my train of thought that I barley noticed Nathan had paused the movie and was now looking at me. I looked up at him with a blush creeping upon my cheeks. “What is it?” “Nothing, you’re just so beautiful.” I felt the heat rise to my cheeks as I smiled at him. “Y/N there is something I’ve been meaning to tell you.” Alright here it goes. I should just let it happen, get this over with. I looked at Nathan. “Okay, what is it?” “Y/N over the past couple months, I’ve gotten to know you and quite frankly I’ve fallen for you. Hard. I love you Y/N.” Before I even have a chance to respond, the doorbell rang. I jumped off the couch and looked at Nathan. “Um. Give me just a second and then we can finish this.” I turned around and headed straight for the source of the ringing doorbell, looking though the peephole I saw Scott, Liam, Lydia, and some guy whose back was facing me. I rolled my eyes and opened the door. “What can I do for you?” I set my glare on Scott as he looked up at me. “Um well Liam decided he wanted to make decisions on his own tonight and so we have someone who wants to see you” Just then the boy who was looking out into the darkness, turned around and I swear in the moment I didn’t see anyone else around me. All I could see was his face and the way he smiled at me. Those eyes that I’ve missed so much, looking at me, begging me to come towards him. “Theo.” It come out barley above a whisper but I know he heard it because his face lit up like a thousand light bulbs. “yea baby. Its me.” I smiled and ran straight into his arms, holding him so tight, afraid that if I let go I would realize its only a dream. I inhaled deeply and his scent is something that I’ve missed the most about him the past 6 months. After a few weeks, his scent slowly started to disappear from everything I owned. I looked at him as he held me in his arms. “I’ve missed you so much.” “I’ve missed you too princess, but I’m here now and I’m never leaving you again. I promise” All I wanted to do was kiss him until my lips fell off but before I could, I heard someone clear his throat from behind us. I slowly turned around and saw Nathan standing in the doorway, looking severely pissed off. “Nathan.” I felt Theo look down at me and then back up. “Who is he?” “I’m her boyfriend, who the hell are you.” I could feel the tension and high testosterone circling around us. “Nathan, this is Theo. He is the guy I told you about. Theo this is Nathan, my new boyfriend.” Nathan grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. An act of showing his dominance toward Theo. As I looked at Theo, I could see all this emotion flooding in his eyes. First, pain. I saw it right away, but within seconds it was masked by anger and then something flashed in his eyes and it was so familiar. It was a looked I’ve seen so many times. Conniving Theo. With that look came his oh so signature smirk and 3 words that made my breathe hitch. “Not for long.” and with that, he turned and retreated into the darkness, Scott, Lydia, and Liam following closely behind.    

What is it really like in a Disney wonderland? // Part 1 // G.D

Summary: You and gray have been in a long term relationship and you go to a party that could ruin things does your relationship end or not?

Warnings:None just the fact it’s really long

Oh man do I wish I was dressed as rapunzel I thought as I was pacing up and down the corridor literally ripping my hair from my head and the hair that I used to call a messy bun from my costume that I now hated.
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“Grayson turn your alarm off” I said as I was trying to open my eyes but the only reply I got was faint sounds of a shower and music blasting out loud which meant it was time for me to get up I guess but instead I do a typical y/n thing and stay in bed and fake being asleep just so gray can wake me, so for about what felt like 10 minutes I was scrolling through my phone looking at some tweets and tweeting people back when I heard the shower stop so I quickly put my phone down and turned to lay in my sleeping position and closed my eyes to hear the door unlock and open. I shuffled a bit to make it more believable that I was asleep getting comfy and then I felt Grayson’s warm arms wrap around me and whisper in my ear “I know your not asleep y/n but come on we need to get up and go shopping for costumes tonight” and I simply turned around and smiled looking up at him which made him giggle then that made me giggle because I swear it’s contagious and with that I got up and got changed. “Babe” I heard Grayson shout from his living room I was quick to reply thinking he and his twin brother were play fighting again and he got hurt. “Yeah” I replied…“come here a sec” he shouted, okay so now I know that he isn’t hurt because he’s king of drama he would make a massive deal about it. After a while of persuading I gave in and went into the living room to find him looking through Disney princess films….“what are you doing” I ask with a chuckle. “Y/n please help me out I agreed to going as a prince to the party and that’s that but I don’t know any” I looked at him and studied him for a while and his eyes were so damn gorgeous and his hair was so damn fluffy and he had a little bit a stubble he always tickles me with but I had an idea we could go as Flynn rider and rapunzel we could go into the town get the costumes dance to Disney music and then go to the party so I sat and had a chat with gray, who then suggested that we watch the film before we do anything so I agreed and Grayson never seemed so interested in something before….I loved it so for about another hour we watched tangled and that’s when Ethan walked in. I instantly turned my head to see him putting his keys on the counter and as I went to look back Ethan caught me and mouthed “what’s he doing?” And I just gave him the look as if to say ‘don’t say anything just go and do what you’ve got to do’ so he nodded knowing what I meant and went upstairs. After the film had finished Grayson jumped up from the sofa grabbed his keys, put his shoes on and said “c'mon let’s go.” I looked at him confused and said “go where?” And he replied “to get our costumes” at first I was shook that he wanted to go so immediately and then I realised the time and the party was in 1 hour and a half so we had to rush so I shouted upstairs “bye Ethan” and Grayson looked at me confused and then said I’m a quiet voice “when did he get home?” I just looked at him and teased “Earlier you must have been so into the movie you didn’t realise” he gave me that game on look of his and shouted “bye Ethan” and with that we both left. We were on our way there when Grayson comes up with a question that I thought he never would have asked me before…“Do you mind if I drink tonight y/n?” My reaction didn’t seem as bad as it looked because I saw Graysons jaw clench and he carried on driving it took me a while to process what he said so I replied “But you’ve never drank before Grayson and I know your not the type of guy to get drunk” there was a tension of anger and annoyance so thick I would have to cut it with a knife,scissors and a blade but luckily he spoke and said “what is it you don’t trust me…y/n you know I would never do anything to you or anyone else is just my mates are saying your controlling me saying I can’t drink and I know what you mean because trust me if I wanted to drink I would have by now but because of it they said to me with no choices open that they are bringing drink and I’m drinking it whether I like it or not” I looked at him with a confused face expression and he shot back a stare of ‘I’m sorry’ I decided because he broke the tension I’m gonna have to reply so I looked at him and spoke as softly as I could “Grayson if you do really feel I’m controlling you just tell me our relationship means the world to me and in my opinion they sound like they are controlling you but do what you want if that is how you feel” just as I finished speaking Grayson looked to the foot pedals of his car and said “that’s the point they are controlling me like one time they tried making me break up with you and that was the only time I stood up for myself and I’m never gonna do that again” he then pulled the brake and parked the car and I didn’t even realise we were in the town we sat in the car a while before getting out and I explained to him that it’s okay to speak to me and I also mentioned to him to try and speak to new people because they are growing up to be horrible men and bad influences on him, he agreed and we had our little moment and got out of the car. After going in some shops to look for fancy dress that had nothing we finally had one that had a Flynn rider but no rapunzel’s left Grayson looked at me and said “any other Disney couples?” I looked at him and replied “don’t be stupid you were so into the film earlier you go as Flynn I’ll go as moana” he looked at me and smiled and we went and payed and left. When we got back to Gray’s apartment we had to rush so I was doing my hair in a messy bun but also trying to curl it, getting into my outfit and singing whilst getting myself washed whereas Grayson on the other hand got in his outfit washed his self put some gel in his fluffy hair and was ready, so by the time I was ready he was sat in the car waiting for me I hopped in and saw Ethan in the back. “Sorry guys, Ethan you could have sat in the front I’m smaller than you” Ethan replied and said “nah it’s okay y/n I always get shot gun so you can this time” I shot a smile at him when I felt the car pull off and Graysons hand resting on my hand kinda shakily. I looked at him and mouthed “it will be fine gray remember I’m there as well” he looked at me with a smile that had soon faded when we arrived, we were one of the last there and as soon as we got through the door Grayson got dragged along to the side Ethan shot me a look and I shot back the exact same look. Me and E were dancing together because Graysons ‘friends’ wouldn’t let him be alone and we’re throwing shots down his throat which I did not like so I whispered to Ethan “im gonna go to the toilet a second” Ethan nodded back and there I was on my own running down the hall trying to hold back tears… thankfully I made my way to the toilet without crying the second that door shut I was flooding the room I’ve never seen Grayson like he was back there I couldn’t go over because they were tough and I was tiny and small. I’d been crying and overthinking for so long and I don’t realise I checked the time I’d been in there for 1 hour and that’s when I heard the door open it was Ethan who immediately hugged me and I was sobbing into his shirt making it wet he whispered “don’t worry y/n I’ve never seen him like it either now I know why you were protecting him” I mumbled back into his shirt but he didn’t hear me so I lifted my head and said “I’m done with it , it was painful watching him then I’m going up to him” before Ethan could stop me I ran and when I went up to them I felt Ethan’s hand on my shoulder I was just about to speak when Graysons ‘friends’ spoke I felt Ethan’s hand grip harder on my shoulder and I knew he knew what was coming but I didn’t and I wanted to know what they have done as I looked back at them they pointed to me and put Grayson in front of me and they said “is this your princess” Graysons reply killed me a little but he was drunk so I carried on listening “nope I’m Flynn rider I’m meant for rapunzel and she’s some weird boat girl” replied gray and I heard Ethan sigh and my eyes started welling up again but the next part of tonight is what killed me the most and Ethan knew how much it killed me “so Grayson if she’s not your princess why don’t you go and get your princess” they all said as they pointed to a perfect blonde with nice hair, nice eyes, nice teeth everything a girl could wish dressed as rapunzel “yeh I will go and get her” Grayson said as he started walking over to her if sniggering at me. That was it I lost it I ran out of the room and sat on the stair case when I heard some thing in the room next to me it was Grayson and that perfect princess I decided to listen in a bit to see if he only did it because of his friends but when I was listening in I could here that beautiful poison speaking to Grayson saying “you know you love me so much?” To which I hear Grayson say “yes” she said “go and slap that petty little boat girl round the face” and Grayson said “alright I see her back at my apartment anyway” that’s it my legs have way and Ethan finally found me and drove me home . In the car I was just sobbing and Ethan had his hand on my thigh to comfort me which I really appreciated when we got in I asked Ethan if in the morning I could put one of his shirts on and just leave and he said i could, “y/n” Ethan said softly “what exactly did you hear” I turned round to face him and I explained everything and he was shocked he then said “y/n that’s awful you can sleep in my room tonight I’ll crash on the coach” I looked at him thankfully and then it came across me I was scared so I replied “Ethan instead of you on the coach can I sleep on your floor and you sleep on your bed in the room with me” his reply was what I needed to hear “of course I can y/n that’s what you deserve anyway someone by your side not like my idiot brother I have never seen him like that” and with that conversation we went to his room and to bed. I must have slept in a little later than expected because when I woke Ethan wasn’t in his bed and I heard him speaking so I decided to slip on one of Ethan’s shirts and go down stairs I peeked my head round the corner and omg it was Grayson shouting at Ethan. “Ethan where the hell is she” he shouted but it was non stop “she wasn’t in OUR room last night so where is she” he said that’s when it come to my attention that he had spotted me he angrily walked over FAST to me and I was scared that’s when I forgot about what he was asked last night and it came for me….There we go that tingle and red mark of Graysons big hand across my face there were silent tears running down my face and Ethan came running over to me and got me ice that’s when Ethan pinned Grayson against the wall and shouted “what the hell do you think you’re doing” that’s when Grayson snapped back to reality he looked at me as he himself started crying I could hear him cursing to himself and he then sacked his own head against the wall so hard it left a hole with blood he had just gone and split his head open because of it he was saying to himself “what have I done” I was so angry that he couldn’t remember I grabbed my stuff and went for the door and as I went to jolt it open I felt a hand and I was thinking to myself if that’s Ethan I’m gonna be mad with him as well because he is not making me stay with Grayson in that room that’s when I turned it was Grayson. He had left a blood print on my wrist from where he rubbed his head and there it was “ I’m sorry y/n I don’t know what they gave me last night oh hell I don’t even know what happened at all last night” he said that’s when I lost my temper “I will tell you what you did you ignored my comment about your friends and went with them they freakin made you drink whatever it was and made you go off with another girl and she asked you to slap me and you just did” I shouted I then started to cry again “I’m done gray we’re done” I said as I walked out.

This is my first fanfic ever so I’m sorry it’s really bad😬😬

I won’t say I’m in love: Ch 7

Chapter 7: Sleepovers are for sharing

Find it here Ao3 and ff.net

Summary:  Lena’s hesitant at first but how can she say no to Kara’s puppy face and it’s not like she’s ever really had a sleepover, she has no idea what she’s up against. 

Link to the next chapter 

                      Does this look like 2 updates I think it does!


Lena sat at the Slytherin table, newspaper in one hand and a goblet of orange juice in the other. Her usually neat hair was tied in a loose ponytail, with random strands of hair falling down around her face. Her eyes skimming over the meaningless drabble, she turned the page, sighing when all she saw was more pointless gossip.

“Hey, you.”

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Movie Night: Side Gladiolus

HOW THE FUCK DO I WRITE GLADIO???
Seriously, this is probably the worst of the lot ugh sorry, I just don’t get Gladio, I guess? I hope at turned out readable, at least? I changed up the dynamic a little, so instead of reader showing Gladio a movie, Gladio’s showing reader one instead.

Tags, as always let me know if you’d rather not be tagged: @neko-otaku13 @itsmootothecow @itshaejinju @themissimmortal @mp938368 @ffxv-milkshake @bespectacled-girl @insomniacapples @expectogladiolus

“Hey, babe, you almost done?”

You looked up from the microwave, where you’d been watching the bag slowly spin and listening to the chorus of pops. “Yeah, just waiting on the popcorn.” you called back.

You were pretty sure you heard a snort of muted laughter as Gladio replied, “Try not to burn it this time, yeah?”

“Bite me, Gladio!”

“Don’t tempt me, sweetheart.”

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Awkwardly Accidental (Matt Murdock x deaf!reader)

Hello I was wondering if I like to request a Matt Murdock fluff about them having a tickle fight and he hurt the reader by accident. And he feels bad and stops. While the reader says it’s fine. Please add fluff. I love you and your writing 😘😘

I’m using this as a sequel to: Awkward & Adorable 

Foggy was right, when you and Matt were together, you were an accident waiting to happen.  You had finally figured out communicating, but anything beyond walking side by side always ended up with someone getting a new bruise, a twisted ankle, or most recently a fall on the ice that left you unable to sit comfortably for a week.  Daredevil and his girlfriend were becoming the most famous klutzes in Hell’s Kitchen.

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The Bad Boy |Min Yoongi| (4)

Summary: You’re the good popular girl of the school and then there’s Min Yoongi, the bad boy. You both have family problems, considering people think your life is perfect, so once you get detention with him you click.

Warnings: Cursing, some implied smut

Previous Parts: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Word Count: 928

“Let’s make a deal. I teach you everything you need to know about sex and relationships and you tutor me since I need to pass” He said.

“Why do I need to know about sex?” You asked.

“Because it’s obvious I turn you on and you can’t do anything about it, since you’re pure and everything” He replied smirking.

“Fine. Deal” You said shaking his hand before taking your bag and leaving.

On the inside, Yoongi was excited. He had liked you ever since the first day of school because there was something different about you. It was the fact that you had the strictest parents but weren’t afraid to step up for yourself and get away from them.

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