the people at the background walking by smiling

Things the moon signs do

Aries: offend people, close the door on others, text while driving

Taurus: listen more than they talk, smile rarely but genuinely, have a lot of habits

Gemini: pull leaves off of trees as they walk by, be delighted by small coincidences, play a TV show or movie in the background while they work on something

Cancer: keep score of when someone does something for them, text back immediately, get mad quickly but get over it more quickly

Leo: stare at people, start drama, ask people if they really like them

Virgo: observe the quirks of others, feel willed to do things for other people although they don’t want to, cry tears of joy

Libra: say “how are you though?”, cry at the slightest provocations, secretly want to talk about themselves

Scorpio: fall in love with their best friends, dislike the people who are close to someone they like, look after their friends but not themselves

Sagittarius: play it cool, come off as pretentious in spite of preferring less intellectual friends, have a false view of themselves

Capricorn: talk themselves out of things, become interested in groups/teams/bands, befriend their teachers

Aquarius: treat everyone like their best friend, value friends over partners, invite people to things without consulting the people they originally invited

Pisces: hang out with someone without doing anything with them, fall asleep while on the phone, convince themselves they don’t need the things they want

13RW Preferences; How You Meet Them:

Authors Note: Hey guys! Just to let you know, the boys’ dialogue is written in italics, I’m sorry for any confusion and I hope you enjoy :) 

Originally posted by alec-baene

Justin Foley:

To you Justin Foley was the new boy next door. He was cheeky and incredibly flirtatious with you, even when he caught your eye at school he still managed to make you smile. Your parents initially had their personal reservations about Justin because of his troublesome background but they soon came around to loving him, as did you. Justin would always catch you on your way to school so you two could walk in together “Morning, beautiful” “Sup, Foley” 

Originally posted by hellomadzstuff

Alex Standall:

Being a new transfer student to Liberty High, you were surprised to have received an invite to the upcoming weekend house party. Despite parties not being your favourite social setting you figured it would be the best way to meet new people and make friends. Here, you met Alex. The boy with the impeccable fashion taste and sarcastic tongue. “Hey, it’s Y/N right?” “Yeah, Alex? I think you’re in my music class?” “ That’s me, it’s nice to see someone with some social depth at one of these things” “Thanks, I’m guessing you’re having copious amounts of fun then?” “It’s a party, so I’m pretending to have fun. (see gif) Now that you’re here though I might not have to pretend” 

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld

Clay Jenson:

Over the summer your parents had practically forced you to take a job at the towns local theatre, in an attempt to help grow your independence as well as simply getting you out of the house; a decision you honestly didn’t feel too fondly about. The only positive to your first day at work was meeting Clay. Clay Jenson. He was adorably awkward and sweet, making you physically unable to stop smiling whenever you were around him. Somehow this one guy made the rest of your working summer seem exciting. “Hey Clay, maybe I was wrong. Maybe this summer won’t suck that much after all.” “It won’t, well… not if I can help it, Y/N.”

Originally posted by knightlley

Jeff Atkins:

Your best friend Clay Jenson had lost yet another bet with his older friend, Jeff Atkins. Thus resulting in the both of you attending a generic and seemingly underwhelming high school party. Personally, you had never had the pleasure of meeting Jeff until that unexpectedly amazing night. Clay had always admired the guy, which made Jeff’s perfect first impression to you even more genuine. The two of you instantly hit it off. “I’m sorry Jenson but where on earth have you been hiding Y/N? She’s crazy beautiful.”  

Originally posted by rafaelasgomes

Zach Dempsey:

Despite seeing Zach around the corridors of Liberty High and catching his more than impressive performance in the odd couple of basketball games, the two of you had never really been given the opportunity to speak. That was until Mrs Bradley decided to pair you two up for a class project. Zach was a lot sweeter than you had imagined and the two of you ended up getting along really well. “Not going to lie, Y/N, I’m kinda sad this little project is over.” “Really?” “Yeah, now I need to find another good excuse to hang out with you everyday.” 

pictures of lance with completely correct captions

(ft. hunk)

generic teenager named bobby in a middle aged man’s political cartoon about how kids these days are so absorbed in their phones

this one kind of reminds me of regina george from mean girls, or someone like her. he looks like a high school girl listening to someone gossip about how her boyfriend is cheating on her and is already plotting revenge. this picture of lance would not hesitate to kill you to climb up that social ladder. i could definitely imagine him saying, “oh my god, *what* did karen do?” in that typical rich teenage girl voice. you know the one.

this is most definitely from a scene in a teen movie where the main character has just had something Bad happen to them and now they’re lying on their bed, staring at the ceiling, and thinking, “what am i going to do?” as a sad pop punk, probably blink 182, song plays in the background

so you know those medicine commercials, usually for older people, where the old person has a miserable life and everything is dark and grey but then they take the medicine that’s being advertised, and all of a sudden there’s a montage of them getting out of bed and walking in a park to a picnic with happy, light, ukulele music playing in the background as sunshine filters through their hair? lance is the person at the picnic who sees the main character of the commercial not looking like death and smiles at how good they look

the sims: glowy orb expansion pack

Illegal (Part 2)- Park Jimin Racer!AU

Originally posted by totallyyehet

Genre: Fluff/ Comedy/ Angst

Pairing: JiminxReader

Word count: 5.000k

Summary: During your staying in your grandmother’s house you meet Jimin and discover the night life that’s beyond the calm appearence of the town.


“Jimin! They are looking for- Oh.” The browned haired guy stopped talking as soon as he noticed the girl kissing his cheek. You must have had a sad expression on your face because he sent you an apologetic smile, and stayed by your side during the whole scene.

You should have known better than to get attached to people by now. You have experienced all this before, and you knew the pain that you had felt, so why risk it all again?

You still were standing still, in the exact same position, looking at them. Jimin, however, had backed away from the girl and was scratching his neck nervously.

“Hey” The boy whispered “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” You answered. Your voice trembled a bit, much to yours distaste, but you kept a smile on your face anyways.

“Well” Jimin said, clearing his throat “Jungkook, you were saying?”

“Oh, yeah, some people said that they wanted to talk to you. About that stuff” The brown haired guy, whose name was Jungkook, said. The colours drained from Jimin´s face as soon as he finishes talking, and you couldn’t help but to wonder why.

The wind starts to blow stronger and some leaves started to get stuck on your hair. Jimin laughed at your sight and you blushed, looking down at the hem of your dress.

It was quiet among the four of you for a while, the only background noise being some people´s loud cheers and the sound of engines running. You had a thousand questions running through your head right now, about whom that girl was and why she had kissed him. It didn’t make any sense to you. You actually thought that maybe, just maybe, he liked you, but once again, you were wrong.

Jungkook started walking away from you, into the middle of the crowd and waved at Jimin, mentioning for him to follow him. Jimin sent you two a small smile before going after him, leaving you two alone behind.

It continued to be quiet for a while until she spoke up.

“I’m Peyton, by the way.” She smiled nicely at you.

“Y/N. It’s nice meeting you.” You smiled back.

“I know who you are, I have heard a lot about you.” You widen your eyes at her statement, but she didn’t seem to notice, as she continued speaking “He is very handsome, isn’t he?” She pointed at Jimin and you nodded shyly, agreeing with her. She had a sad tone to her voice, like she felt bad or had regretted something that had to do with him.

“He is” You finally answer, playing with your dress. You focus on Jimin for a while, on the way he was smiling at people, and how relaxed he looked in the middle of everyone. He seemed to be very popular around here, adored by all, and you couldn’t help but to think about what he had seen in you to want to get to know you better. There were a ton of interesting people in this town, with life story that could go behind your imagination, yet, he had chosen you, and you were confused by it.

“I still remember the first time he came up to me” She said. You could see that she really cared for him, from the way she talked to the way she looked at him.

You had this feeling that she didn’t knew about the way you felt towards Jimin to be talking about him like that, but again, neither did you.

“I-I got to go, it’s getting late and my grandma must be waiting for me at home.” You said while starting to walk away. You brushed your hair behind your ears and smiled at her, apologetically. Even though you wanted to wait for Jimin and Jungkook to say goodbye to them, you just couldn’t handle the fact of Peyton talking about him like that without feeling a pain in your chest.

“Can’t you just stay for a few more minutes? I love your company!” She pleaded, battling her eyelashes at you. You had to admit that she was a very pretty person, with blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes, no wonder that Jimin liked her.

“I’m sorry but I really have to go. But it was very nice talking to you!” You said and walked away.

It was starting to get a bit cold and you regretted coming out here without bringing a coat with you. You rubbed your hands up and down your arms in hopes of warming yourself up while you thought about what had happened.

The way Jimin talked to you and looked at you, allied to what the green haired boy had said, made you feel like he did, in  fact, cared about you, and if you even dared to say, liked you. However, there was this whole Peyton thing. She was a very sweet girl, and nice too, and from the little talk you had with her you could see that she really liked Jimin. And he seemed to be found of her too, by the way he had reacted to her kiss.

It was at time like this that you would like to have Taehyung around, to just talk this all out. It may not seem like this for other people due to the fact that he is a bit air headed, but he is great at listening and giving advices.

You thought about calling him because you knew that he would pick up – he always stayed up late looking for new animal species on Wikipedia- but it was already late, and you were very tired.

You tried to walk as fast as you could to your grandmother’s house since you hated walking alone, especially at night.

The whole town had so much more to it than you imagined, so much life. It was a beautiful sight now that you think about it, with the lights, the people and the adrenaline.

You knocked on your grandma’s door and prayed that she was still awake, otherwise, you would have to sleep on the little wooden bench that she had on her front porch.

“Y/N? Is that you darling?” A voice said from the living room as you opened the door. She was sitting on the couch in her purple nightgown, watching the late night shows on Food Network.

“Yeah, it’s me, grandma.” You answered.

“So?” She asked, excited “How was it, your date?”

She patted the spot next to her on the couch as if mentioning for you to sit down next to her. The look of tiredness in her eyes seemed to disappear the moment you sat, cross legged, besides her.

“First, it wasn’t a date. And second, everything went just fine.” You said, relaxing your back against the sofa. You didn’t know whether or not you should tell her about the race, since you were almost sure that that wasn’t something they wanted other people to know about. Even if it was your grandfather that had taught him that.

“Whatever you say” She threw her hands in the air as a sign of defeat. “But, did you two kissed?”

“What?! Grandma!” You covered your face in embarrassment.

“What? Did you or not?”

“No!”

“You two are no fun! The first time your grandfather invited me somewhere, he kissed me right on the first minute. I slapped him away, but at least he made a move!”

You lay your head on her shoulders as she patted you lovingly on your head. She runs her wrinkled fingers through your hair and you close your eyes, relaxing at her touch.

“If my dad calls, don’t tell him about Jimin and all of this, me going out and such” You plead “He might get a heart attack if he gets to know that.”

“Okay sweetie”

“Thanks. I don’t want him to get worried unnecessarily.”

The both of you stayed like that for a while, not moving a single muscle. It felt good being next to your grandmother. She and your dad were the only people you allowed yourself to get attached to. And Tae has well, of course.

After your mother left you, your grandma called every day to check up on you. She was there during the whole things, right next to you and your father in case of any of you fell down again. And you were grateful for that.

“It’s getting a bit late, don’t you think?” Your grandmother said pointing at the clock that she had on the living room’s wall.

“Yeah, I’m going to go to bed now. Night grandma” You responded, kissing her cheek.

You get off the sofa and walk up the stairs, towards your bedroom. Changing tor your pyjamas and after brushing your teeth tiredly, you hop inside your bed, adjusting yourself to the covers and your head to your pillow.


“Glad you remembered my existence” Taehyung said into the phone speaker. You were laying flat back on your bed, staring at the ceiling, bored out of your mind when you decided to call him.

“What? Don’t tell me you were missing me already?” You joked.

“Oh, you could tell?” He laughed. You hear the sound of a woman’s voice in the background indicating that he was at his house, probably for his little brother soccer match, otherwise he would be at his apartment playing some random video games. Or Overwatch. That boy was crazy for Overwatch.

“Anyways” You hear him say “How is everything around there? Found someone to replace me yet?”

“I could never replace you, otherwise I wouldn’t have someone to pester me all day”

“Glad to know that” He replied.

“But I’ve met some cool people that I think you would like to be friends with. One of them pestered me so much yesterday that it reminded me of you.” You laugh. It was starting to be a little bit dark inside your room so you decide to get up and open the curtains more.

“Really? You have to introduce that person to me so that we can form an Annoy-Y/N-Association. But really, what is he like?”

“Well, his name is Park Jimin and- “ You start saying but get interrupted right away.

“Wait a minute. “his name”? Is he a boy? What does your grandmother think about that?”

“She loves it, even a little bit too much. She had even asked me if we had kissed yet.” You say.

“Well, and did you?” He pressed. When were you going to learn to keep your mouth shut.

“No, we are just friends. Besides, I think he likes someone else, and that person likes him too.” You say, sitting against the headboard.

“Oh, I’m sorry” He said.

“Don´t be, you didn’t do anything.” You laughed “Now tell me, what have you been up to?”

“You know, the usual. Nothing new ever happens around here. Do you know when you are coming back?” He asked.

“I still don’t know, two months, maybe? I want to make up to my grandmother for all the times I couldn’t visit, you know?”

“Yeah I see” He says and you her some muffling voices in the background” Look, Y/N, I would love to talk to you more but I have to go, my brother is being a pain in my ass. Call me if you need anything, okay? And don’t hesitate!”

“Don’t worry, I will. Bye Tae” You smiled even though you knew that he couldn’t see you.

“Bye Y/N, take care” He says and then hangs up.

You turn your phone off and put it on your jean’s back pocket. You let yourself stand still on the bed for a bit longer than necessary, breathing slowly with your eyes closed, before deciding to get out of your bedroom.

Your grandmother was outside, gardening, wearing a big yellow hat and some gardening gloves. She was watering the roses and cutting some of them out, along with their thorns, so that she could put them in the living room. You sat on the bench that was on the front porch and crossed your legs. You used to sit outside all day back at your home with your mother before she left. She used to tell you some of the small adventures she had lived and about the countries she had visited. Some other times she would invite you to go and help her around in the garden, which always resulted in the two of you getting wet by the hose.

“Oh, you are out here already?” Your grandmother asked, cleaning the sweat of her forehead with her hands.

“Yeah, Taehyung had to end the call so… Do you need any help?” You offer.

“No, no, it’s okay. I can do it.” She said. “But darling could you do me a tiny favour?”

“Yeah”

“Could you go to the kitchen and bring me a glass of water?” You nodded in response. Your grandma starts to hum a song to herself as you got up and walked inside.

It’s around four in the afternoon and the sun is up high. There are a lot of people outside, walking around, and stooping here and there to great her, and some of them actually asked if she needed any help, which she always declined.

You open the fridge and take out a bottle of cold water. Opening one of the cupboards, you take out one glass and fill it up.

By the time you get outside you notice someone talking to your grandma.

“There she is” She says, pointing at you. The minute she steps away from the person, you come face to face with someone very familiar. Park Jimin.

“Hey, I was just asking her about you.” He smiled “I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come and hang out with us.”

“Us?” you asked, confused.

“Yeah, me, Jungkook, Yoongi, Peyton and some others.”

“Oh,” You felt divided. On one hand you wanted to go and hang out with them since it seemed fun and they were very nice people to be around. On the other hand, there was this whole Jimin thing that you were trying to figure out. “I don’t know. My grandma needs me here and-“

“Nonsense” She interrupted. You didn’t even realize she was standing right behind you. “Y/N, you should go, have fun. Don’t worry about me, I‘ll be fine”

She shushed you out of her house with her gardening gloves and next to Jimin, and you couldn’t help but to laugh at her actions. You tried to argue as she did so, but it didn’t work out. Jimin didn’t say anything during the whole scene, as he just stayed back and watched with a big grin on his face.

“Don’t forget to call if you need anything!” She yelled when you and Jimin started to walk away.

“You left me quite worried last night ” He said after a while.

“Why?” You furred your eyebrows in confusion.

“When I went back, I didn’t see you anywhere. I asked Peyton about you and she said that you had already left”

“Oh, that. It was getting late and I got to go to my grandmother’s. And I didn’t tell you anything because I didn’t want to bother you. Besides, I’m a big girl, you know?” You joked.

Unexpectedly, Jimin stopped as grasped your arm with his hand, pulling you back and making you collide with his chest. He slid his hand under your chin and you blushed at the contact. Embarrassed by your reaction, you tear your eyes away from him and focus on the ground.

“Hey” he said, tilting your chin up so that you were looking at his eyes. “Look at me. You would never in a million years, be a burden to me. I care about you, okay? And the idea of you walking around, alone at night, it just… If anything had happened to you I could never forgive myself.”

Your heart started to beat hard against your ribcage and your face became really hot. You have never blushed this hard in your entire life.

“Do you understand?” He asked, his eyes going back and forth between yours. You simply nodded in response, not trusting your voice. “Good”

He stepped away from you and kept walking as if nothing had happened- You, however, stayed still since you were a bit taken aback by his actions, so it took you a while to catch up with him.

“So,” He stated “Did you choose a favourite colour already?”

“I have thought about it” You say.

“You have?” Jimin asked, surprised, and you hummed in response. “So, have you decided on one yet?”

“No” You simply answered, shrugging.

“What do you mean with “no”?” He stopped in front, with his arms stretched out and eyes wide open. The people that were walking pass the two of you were giving Jimin some funny looks, but he stayed still, not bothered by it.

“There are a lot of colours in the world, how do you want me to choose just one? Especially this quick?” You answer, dodging his arms and continuing to walk straight ahead on the sidewalk.

“So, that means that you are still thinking about it?” He ran after you with a hopeful look in his eyes.

His orange hair seemed brighter than the usual under the sunlight and his skin looked more tanned, more beautiful. However there was this thing that he always had and that never changed, his smile.

“Yup.”

“Thank God” He sighed, dramatically, with his hand on his chest.

He took out a pair of round sunglasses and put them on his face. Jimin started to walk closer to you, to the point where he put his arm around your shoulder, making a hint of colour to start taking place on your cheeks.

“Let’s try this again, and I hope that you have an answer to this one. So, Y/N, tell me, do you have a favourite animal?” He said, stretching his arms behind his head and ruffling his hair.

“As a matter of fact, I do.” You stated and stuck your tongue out at him.

“Then tell me woman, you are killing me here.” He said, excited.

“Ducks”

“What?” He asked.

“Ducks are my favourite animals” You repeat.

“See this is what I am talking about. I’m trying to like you, I really am. But you are making that impossible to me.” He groaned.

“What do you mean?” You ask, confused. You had no idea about what you had done wrong. He asked you a question and you simply answered it.

“You like ducks. How can you like ducks?”

“So, let me get this straight. You can’t fully like me because my favourite animals are ducks?” You laughed. He certainly was something else.

“Yeah. Ducks are evil creatures with tiny wings.” He exaggerated.

“No they are not! How can you say that? First of all, they are very cute and adorable. And secondly, you have the same hair colour as their beak, how can you even hate them?”

“Well, for starts, they obviously copied me on that whole hair colour thing. And second, they are not cute, they are tiny deadly weapons!” He said gesticulating everywhere.

“Deadly?” You laughed at his words. “Give me an example, then.”

“Well… I hum… I got attacked by one of them one day.” He said and looked away, embarrassed.

“You what?”

“Don’t make say that again.” He covered his red face in and you couldn’t help but to chuckle at his reaction.

“What did you do for the duck to attack you?”

“That’s the thing, I didn’t do anything!” He said, obviously frustrated “It must have been like “Oh, there is Park Jimin, how about I just peck the soul out of him?”

You couldn’t control yourself anymore. You just started laughing out loud, not caring if anyone would think you were crazy or not. Some tears started to prick free from your eyes and your stomach began to ache. Jimin did, however, start to laugh too, much to your surprise.

You didn’t even know what you two might seem at the moment, but honestly you didn’t care. And neither did he.

“This is it” He announced pointing at the café.

There was a group of people sat outside in some chairs and tiny sofas speaking loudly. There was a metal table in the middle of them and an umbrella shielding them from the sun. The café had a relaxed felling to it with the wooden door and the big windows that decorated its walls.

“Guys, this is Y/N” He said and you smiled at them. You knew some of them, such as Jungkook, the green haired boy and Peyton, but the other faces were unfamiliar to you. She smiled at you and mentioned for you to seat between her and another girl that had pink hair, on the small sofa. Jimin, however, sat on one of the chairs, right in front of you.

“Can you believe her favourite animals are ducks?” He said and you scratched your arm in embarrassment.

“Wait. Did you tell her about “the duck incident”?” Jungkook asked in between laughs. The rest of them started laughing too, as if they were all remembering it. “You should have seen his face, he looked like he had just shit himself! And his scream! He looked like a little girl!”

“Yeah, yeah. Very funny.”Jimin said rolling his eyes. “You can laugh all you want, but it wasn’t you who was being pecked to death.” Jimin responded.

After a while they all got back to chatting. You were expecting to be uncomfortable, since you barely knew anyone besides Jimin, but they were so carefree and friendly to be around that you started to actually enjoy hanging out with them.

“Guys,” A guy interrupted, getting up from his spot. He waved all around to try and catch everybody’s attention while taking his wallet from his back pocket. “I’m going to buy a pack of cigarettes, anyone want one?”

Everyone shook their heads no except for Jimin who was looking at you with a blank expression. His face was unreadable, and you thought that he was probably thinking about what you had said to him the last time he smoked around you.

What about you Jimin, want one?“

“No, thanks Jin. I’m good” He said and smiled, still not tearing his eyes away from yours.

Everybody’s face had the same expression on it. Shock. Like it was the first time he had ever declined a pack of cigarettes. The green haired boy, however, was smiling proudly at him.

“What?” Jimin asked, confused, while looking at their reactions.

“Nothing. It’s just it’s the first time I have ever seen you saying no to a pack of cigarettes. I’m just… shocked, I guess.” Jungkook said, shaking his head.

“What made you change your mind so quickly?” Jin asked. He still hasn’t moved since Jimin said no to him, which had shocked and made him curious at the same time, as well as everyone else.

“Did you know that each cigarette takes away eleven minutes of your life ?” He says, quoting you. “And that’s eleven minutes less that I get to spend with the people I care about.”

He winked at you and you stared at the ground, blushing hard. However, nobody seemed to notice that as they were all looking at them with their eyes wide open. You really wanted to believe in his words, that he cared about you, but you couldn’t seem to fully do that, especially when Peyton was sitting next to you, and you knew he had some kind of feelings for her. Or so it seemed like.

“I’m proud of you man” Jungkook said while patting him on his back.

“Well if you put it that way…” Jin responded, sitting down “I guess there is no pack of cigarettes for me either”

You bitt your bottom lip trying to hold in a smile. You felt proud of him and of everyone else too.

“Hey, what do you say about we play some darts?” The pink haired girl said.

“Sounds good to me” Jungkook answered, getting up.

“Are you kidding me? I just sat down” Jin growled.

Everyone got up and walked inside. The interior of the cafe was the complete opposite that you were expecting. It was big, full of light and of colour as well. There was a counter filled with drinks, glasses and machines on the right side and the rest of the place was filled with little wooden tables and couches. On a little area there was only two sets of darts, which meant that some of you had to wait for their turn.

“Jeon Jungkook, come on then. I’m going to beat your ass” Jimin said while taking his jacket and handing it over to you.

“Ha ha, you are really funny, did you know that?” He said as they walked away in the direction of the first one.

“Y/N, do you mind if I play with her first?” Peyton asked.

“No, go ahead. I will sit for a while.” You smiled at her and sat on the sofa, next to the boy with the green hair.

“Yoongi, my man, I’m going to the bathroom so-”

“That’s some unnecessary information, don’t you think?” He laughed and joined you on the couch.

You two sat back watching the others play in silence until Yoongi spoke up.

“Y/N, do you like Jimin?” He suddenly asked, out of nowhere.

“I what?”

“I asked you if you liked Jimin.” He simply stated.

“Why are you asking me that?” You questioned him. If you didn’t know how to respond to that question to yourself how the heck were you going to answer that to him?

“I have seen the way he looks at you and you looked at him. And there is this whole cigarette thing that left us all a bit taken a back. The others might not have noticed but I saw him looking at you the whole time we were together outside” He ruffled his green hair, still focused on the people who were playing.

“I… I don’t know.” You said. “Maybe.” Normally you would feel very nervous when you were talking about this to someone but Yoongi was such a relaxed person that you got more relaxed yourself. “It doesn’t matter anyways. I know he likes Peyton”

“What do you mean?”

“On the other night, Peyton kissed his cheek at he stepped back, blushing.”

“Do you have a first love Y/N?” He asked.

“Yeah, why?”

“If that person came up to you and kissed your cheek wouldn’t that make you blush? However that wouldn’t make your feelings for Jimin go away, would it?” You played with the hem of your shirt as he talked. You were listening to every word carefully and absorbing each one.

“You are right.”

“Peyton was Jimin’s first love. He liked her a lot but she never really cared about him. But recently, she started noticing him more but he doesn’t reciprocate those feelings for her anymore.”

Oh.

“But, could you make me a favour?” He asked.

“Yeah, I think so.” You took a bit longer to process what he had just said. Was he saying the truth? Did Jimin not have feelings for Peyton? And more importantly, did you actually liked Jimin? It was a whole lot of new information to process.

“Be careful, please. With yourself and with him.” He said and you nodded your head.

“So, what did I miss?” Jin interrupted, sitting next to Yoongi.

“Nothing” He responded. “Surprisingly, Jimin is winning”

You blocked their voices out of your head and focused only on Jimin. He was laughing at something that Jungkook had done, his eyes all wrinkled and his teeth showing. His orange hair was pushed off his forehead with his sunglasses and his arm muscles were showing. He noticed you staring at him and smiled at you, followed by a wink and launch of one arrow.

“That´s not fare!” Jungkook whined while Jimin did his victory dance.

The door suddenly opened which made you cover your eyes with your hands from all the light that was getting in. A group of people came in and closed the door loudly and aggressively behind them. They had an angry expression on their faces, like they were ready to beat someone up.

“Where the hell is Park Jimin?!” One of them yelled.

Oh boy.

Gym Day - Steve, Bucky Drabble

Authors Notes: I loved the prompt and then found this gif and I had to write this lol sorry not sorry for this nonsense!

Promt: Bucky: Steve look!   Steve: (unimpressed) *Rolls eyes*

Sent by: @kimistry27 (What the heck!? why isn’t your tag working??)

Notes/Warnings: Bucky being a dork and Steve being 1000% done

Originally posted by from-your-ashes

 Steve didn’t hate gym days, fitness was important. Super soldier or not, he wanted to keep himself in shape. What he hated were gym days with Bucky.

 Bucky never took working out seriously, he was more of a toddler in the gym. He needed rewards for doing the basic things and he was constantly complaining. And if he wasn’t complaining he was goofing off. Not to mention he cheated a lot and let his left arm do all of the work. 

 Unfortunately, today was one of those days.

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Being Tom Holland’s make up artist | headcanon

after watching this video I realized that I have to drop university and become Tom Holland’s make up artist!

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Being Tom Holland’s make up artist:


- background: you are Tom’s make up artist during the filmmaking of ‘Chaos Walking’;

- Since the very first day, Tom made some jokes to make you laugh and break the ice;

- I think Tom can’t work with people without knowing them;

- So he tries to talk with all the people who work with him on and behind the set;

- And you are his favourite person in the crew;

- The likes how positive you are, the fact that you are smiling all the time;

- Working with you is the best part of the day because he knows he can talk about everything with you;

- You are really good friends and sometimes after work you go out with Harrison and Harry to get some drinks and have a chat;

- Lots of teasing while you try to apply make up on him;

- Like hiding his face or keep moving just like in the video;

- Taking every products and asking you what is it and what is it for;

- Just like a small baby who’s discovering the world;

- But it’s just a simple friendship;

- Everything changes in a pub when he sees you dancing with Harrison;

- You are both drunk and unaware of what you are doing but Tom feels something similar to a NODO in his heart as you grind on his best friend;

- The day later he is super quiet and every time you smile he feels weird, like in peace with the world;

- “Why so quiet today?”;

- “Uhm… nothing”;

- Tom spends all the day trying to understand what’s going on;

- So he talks to Harry about this;

- Harry is not surprised at all “Genius, it’s so obvious that you’re into her! Ask her out.”;

- He waits a few day before asking you out;

- Everything becomes clearer even if it’s hard to accept that he’s falling for one of his best friends;

- Googling “how to get out of friend-zone without getting hurt”;

- After a week of awkward moments, you ask Tom what is going on;

- “It’s just that… ImighthaveacrushonyouandIdontknowhowtohandlethis”;

- “Well, we can learn together. How does this sound to you?”

- “Oh, it sounds gr- Wait, what does it mean?”

- You reach his ear and whisper “I might have a crush on you and I don’t know how to handle this”

- Homeboy smiles so big he can literally light up a whole planet;

- “Maybe we can talk about this tonight during a fancy dinner?”

- “This can be a good idea”

- What will happen next?

The Bet

It started off innocently, honest.

But here you are, sat on your shared bed wearing nothing but one of Harry’s expensive shirts, your legs spread wide across the duvet as a silky blindfold covers your eyes. This will get him for sureyou thought to yourself. Maybe, if winning this whole bet wouldn’t be such a huge deal to the two of you, you would jump into his arms as soon as he walked through the door. Maybe, if you would have given up ages ago, you wouldn’t hesitate to kiss and touch him in the way that you wanted to do since you shook on this stupid thing. 

But a bet is a bet, and weren’t going to lose this one. 

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Let Me Be Your Light ~Phan~

Oneshot. A blind fan meets Dan and Phil and asks them to describe each other, and confessions are made.
Rating: T- quite a few swears oops sorry
Warnings: Mild self-hate. Brief mention of cancer

You are the loveliest people omg xxx reviews are the food of love and I am peckish, so please tell me what you thought!

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BTS: Ideal Dates

Seokjin
• Probably at home w/ candles and music
• He’d cook for you
• You’d spend your whole night talking and telling jokes
• Him and his dumb Dad Jokes™
• Holding hands while eating
• Light little kisses every now and then
• “Jin, y'know who’s really pretty?” “Who?” “You.” “I know.”

Yoongi
• Locking yourselves in his recording studio
• Him pulling blankets and pillows out of random places
• Cuddling up next to each other
• Having long talks about life and mental health probably
• Yoongi gives really good life advice
• Silently listen to music together
• Falling asleep in the studio (waking up to a panicked Seokjin banging on the door)

Hoseok
• The dork literally takes you to the practice room
• Actually challenges you to a dance off
• Let’s you win probably
• Then he attacks you with sweaty hugs
• You guys end up slow dancing for a looooooong time
Your song comes on and you may or may not start making out

Namjoon
• LIBRARY DATE
• Literally reading in the middle of the aisles
• Mirgating every thirty minutes or so
• Namjoon making you read philosophical books
• Coming up w/ lyrics together
• Telling him his concentration face is cute bc it is
• “Holy fuck, I have the smartest boyfriend in the world.“

Jimin
• A long walk to a coffee shop
• Holding hands on the walk and kissing each other on the nose
• Jimin already knowing your coffee order
• Secretly taking a video of him bc he’s mindlessly singing the song playing in the background
• Him looking at you w/ the actual definiton of heart eyes
• Lots of cute eye smiles
• The people who work there thinking you guys are both super cute

Taehyung
• Actually going to the park
• You’re both CHILDREN
• Swinging together while holding hands
• Him holding your face when he kisses you and bein’ cute
• “Tae, there are children.” “But y/n.” “The CHILDREN.”
• Having a race through all the playground equipment
• Happy, happy smiles

Jungkook
• Watching a movie in his room in his bed
• A chickflic thinking it would make you happy
• It doesn’t really matter tho bc you two start making out
• You’re a lot louder than you guys thought
• Namjoon banging on the door
• “USE PROTECTION!” “OH MY GOD!”
• Probably ends w/ everyone in his room to make sure you guys don’t do anything freaky

Happy May 17th <3

Just need to wash away the negativity before I go to sleep <3 so here we go

Even has changed his mind.

A couple weeks ago hosting a big May the 17th celebration in his and Isak’s home seemed like the most perfect way to truly share how happy he is. How much he loves Isak, their lives together and their many beautiful, silly, endearing friends. 

for days he has been planning the event. Working out a menu he was going to cook himself, making little invites out of craft paper and the fancy pencil set Isak gave him for his birthday, and planning his and Isak’s outrageous outfits for the day. 

It was all Even could talk about. He was so passionate, so excited, and seeing his eyes light up when he discussed the secret ingredient in his pancake recipe, watching him draw individual cartoon characters on the invitations for each person and hearing him talk about what this day meant to him, made Isak fall in love with him all over again. 

but now? 

Now all Even wants to do is hold Isak in his arms and sleep. 

he doesn’t want to see anyone, he doesn’t want to eat anything, or set up the table or talk. 

he just wants to lie in bed with his warm boyfriend pressed against his chest. 

He wants to feel Isak breathe against him and trace the ocean on his skin. He wants to pretend that they are the only people in the world and nothing and no one can touch them. 

They are safe.

Isak is safe.

this is all he needs right now. he closes his eyes and breathes isak in some more before sleeping. 

Isak kisses the skin between Even’s eyebrows before slipping out of his clutch and out of the bed. 

he gazes down at his beautiful boyfriend and vows to make this day special. There is no way anything can take this away from him

fuck it 

Isak Valtersen may be a grinch but he is going to save Christmas Constitution day.

first thing he does is call Eva 

he doesn’t even bother to say hello when she answers 

“do you still know how to make those fancy things wrapped in bacon?” 

“you fucking know I do!” 

“great come over as soon as you can and bring all the food and decorations and shit you have.” 

“got it..and alcohol?” 

Isak smiled “of course Eva”

next thing he does is message the boys “you guys coming?” 

Jonas: Even said it was not happening

Magnus: How is he doing?

Mahdi: how is your face doing? 

Isak: he seems a little down but we’re gonna try to make it better

Jonas: whatever you need you got it

Isak smiled before sending them all a list of supplies and what they each need to do. 

He goes into the bedroom to wrap extra blankets around Even and cuddle him for a bit before calling Eskild. 

“Guru I need you” 

“words every guru loves to hear, what can my wisdom do for you today?” 

“You were helping Even with the constitution outfits right?” 

“absolutely and they are brilliant” 

“great where are they?” 

“with me of course. Even didn’t want you peeking” 

Isak smiled fondly “of course he didn’t. How fast can you get here” 

there was a knock at the door. 

Isak opened it confused

“oh please i’m your guru, of course I knew you’d need me” Eskild said, handing over two bags. 

Isak looked inside to see a flash of a fancy black suit jacket with brass buttons and a red vest. He smiled “I can’t believe he did this” 

“it meant a lot to him” Eskild said melancholy as his eyes searched the ground for answers that Isak could never find himself. 

“Which is why we need to give it to him” Isak said as he ran into the bathroom to get change right when there was a knock on the door. 

“That should be everyone!” Isak shouted at Eskild 

he heard Eskild open the door and the sounds of the girls entering the apartment filled the quietness Isak had been alone with most of the morning. 

when he came out of the bathroom dressed in the suit Even planned for him, everyone stared in shock. Even Eskild was left speechless 

“Isak..” Noora breathed

Sana smiled, but timidly, as though she still couldn’t look at Isak without blaming herself for what happened. He winked at her which made a a wave of calm wash over her and he watched her visibly relax

“Damn Isak you clean up good” Eva said as she placed some food on the table the girls must have set up while he was changing. 

there was another knock and soon enough the boys were in the kitchen doing god knows what. They were cooking up a storm. Mahdi only cared about his waffles. 

“okay listen the trick is, No magnus you don’t fucking stir the mixture you fold it” 

Even Linn was helping Vilde place the napkins on the table. Isak thanked her and she shrugged but he caught a smile when she thought he wasn’t looking. 

Eventually the table was full of food and the kitchen was a mess, but it didn’t matter. 

Isak grabbed a little norwegian flag and went into the bedroom

he curled in beside Even and kissed him softly until his eyelashes fluttered open. His arm instinctively wrapped around Isak before he noticed what he was wearing. 

The brightest smile Isak had seen since friday painted on his face as he took in Isak’s appearance. “Baby you-” 

Isak waved the flag “happy constitution day!” he sung goofily which gained the most beautiful laugh from Even. 

his eyes grew sad for a moment “i’m sorry I ruined it.” 

Isak raised his eyebrows “ruined it? RUINED IT? oh baby you have no idea”

Even gazed at him confused “what?” 

Isak kissed his knuckles before pulling him up “come with me…if you feel up to it.” 

Even smiled, and wove his fingers through Isak’s hair “dear god you are beautiful” he whispered in awe as he let his boyfriend lead him into their living room that was bursting with people and food. 

Everyone was already digging in and talking about everything they were grateful for. the playlist Even spent hours planning was playing in the background and Mahdi was counting how many waffles there were so no one ate his fair share. 

Even smiled brightly at the magical world he just walked into. it was exactly like the image he had been dreaming about. “I can’t believe you did this” 

Isak looked at him in worry, he suddenly realised that this could be a bad idea “is this okay?” he asked “I can send them all home if you would like it to just be us.” 

Even shook his head and pulled Isak towards him “I love you so much Isak” he said before kissing him deeply and slowly, letting the world catch on fire around them. Everyone cheered at the sight and Isak rolled his eyes and giggled before him and Even joined everyone at the table. 

they spent the day talking, eating and sharing stories about their favourite may 17th experiences and every single thing they appreciate about their lives right now. 

As Even looked at all of his friends and then gazed upon the beautiful golden angel sitting beside him, it was impossible for him not to thank the entire universe for everything he has here, right now in this moment. 

Call Me That Again (Part 2)

Cody Christian x Reader 

Request : @steph-oliveira

words : 1.5k (I WAS SOBBING) 

Summary : the wedding

note : I have no idea about Christian weddings. I’m just gonna write what I know via Movies and tv shows. Sorry if I get things wrong. I’m not Christian.  

Also, it feels so weird writing this because I know he is a real person and I’m not writing about Theo, a fictional character that you can change up the way you like. When you write about celebs you always have constant thought ‘what if he’s not like this, what if they’re this completely different person and you’re writing them different, the authenticity is gone’ it’s really weird. I’m not complaining. Do you get what I’m saying?

ALSO, LISTEN TO PERFECT BY ED SHEERAN WHEN I SAY PLAY THE SONG.

warning : not proof read 

I hope you like it :) i really want this to be satisfactory

PART 1 

MASTERLIST

PROMPT LIST

 

“Are you ready?” Britt asks you peeping through the door. Today was the day. You had horrible wedding jitters. Cold feet. Whatever you want to call it. You were nervous. What if Cody runs? What if Cody says some other name? You brush off these thoughts. You’ve been watching too many sitcoms. Your sister was checking her phone. She was your maid of honour.

You brush your white dress one last time to straighten it out. You were so sure you were going to cry. You were wearing your mother’s wedding dress. You tweaked it a bit, your mom didn’t mind it. Your mom walked in, following Britt’s entrance. She pauses to look at you and take in what’s happening. “My lovely, you look beautiful” she says, her face was overflowing with emotions. You smile at her. “Mama, I want to thank you for everything you’ve done for me” you say softly holding her hands. She squeezes your hand. “I love you, sweetheart” she says. You already feel your tears brimming your eyes.

“We don’t have time for a crying session, ladies” your sister calls out and helps you with your dress. You squeeze your mother’s hands one last time before letting go. “Where’s dad?” you ask. “outside waiting for you” your mother says and leaves the room. You pick up your flower bouquet and take a deep breath. You nose smells the flowers in your hands. They smelt beautiful. They calmed you down.

You slowly walk out of the room. Your father sees you in awe. “I hope he knows he’s one lucky man” your dad says and you giggle. Your dad always put a smile on your face. The man was full of charisma. You take his arm and put yours around it.

You enter the hall and the music plays in the background. There were people sitting but you didn’t focus on any of that. You couldn’t. Your eyes were set on the man at the end of the aisle. Nobody else mattered at this point. He was looking at you. He looked handsome, extra handsome than usual. a smile crept your face when he smiled at you. This was all so unbelievable for you. You wanted to pinch yourself.  You reached the end of the aisle. He mouthed a little ‘I love you’ to you and you only blushed. It’s crazy how he still makes you blush. It’s surreal.

Your dad almost didn’t let your hand go. You giggle at it and he lets go and kisses your cheek. You stand facing your husband-to-be and he takes your hands as soon as you let go of your fathers. Everything was a blur, you couldn’t focus on anything but the details on his face. The Priest was talking about matrimony and love and everything in your brain focused on Cody. The occasional hand squeezes made you believe it’s true. Nothing could wipe that smile off your face. His hands travelled up to your face and wiped the tear that fell, you didn’t even notice it. The priest asked you to declare your vows. Cody went first.

“Meeting you was a blessing (y/n), and reaching to this point, feels like a miracle. The first time I saw you, I knew you were something special and it would be sin to let you off my radar. I love you and I’ll keep loving you till the last star in the sky shines. I don’t want to make it very cheesy” he admits and you giggle. You hear little chuckling.  

“You are the kindest person I’ve ever known, you manage to knock the wind out of my lungs every time I look at you. You are my greatest supporter, my strength when I can’t find courage to go on. I love you and I promise to keep you happy every second I breathe. Your dad can hunt me down if not” he says and you chuckle looking back at your father. He was giving Cody a thumbs up.

“I hope it never gets to that” he pretends to wipe sweat off his forehead. You playfully and softly hit his arm laughing. “The botton line is (y/n), baby, I don’t know what I did to deserve you, I love you”

“I love you too” you say. You tried to keep your emotions in control but it got harder and harder as he kept talking. It was your turn.

“I’m already a sobbing mess” you say and chuckle wiping your eyes a little, without smudging the make up but you didn’t really care. You hear a soft. “It’s Okay baby” from Cody.  His thumb was rubbing your palm in a comforting way.

“Well, I’m very bad at declaring love, always have been an awkward mess” you chuckle and you hear a few in the crowd too. “Cody, you flipped my world upside down, you never had an idea of how much your presence affected me, still does, I just got better at ‘playing-it-cool’” you say and he laughs. You loved his laughed. It was so precious.

“I always wondered this love that artist sang about or the poets wrote about. It seemed magical, when I was 15, I get it now. I was told only a few people get to experience it, I’m lucky I get to be one of them, especially with you. You changed me so much as a person, taught me so many things, about myself, you and us as a whole.” You smile at him. He flashes one of his infamous dashing smiles.

“You’re my personal cheerleader, You never let me stay sad and I promise I won’t let you have one bad day. It’s a team, we work together, I promise I will keep supporting you and loving you, no matter what” you finish. You kept sniffing through it all. You never dared to look anywhere but Cody.

“Do you, Cody Allen Christian, take (y/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n) as your lawfully wedded wife?” he asks.

Cody looks at you and smiles, “I do” Those eyes could melt you like ice cream.

“Do you,  (y/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n), take Cody Allen Christian as your lawfully wedded husband?” he asks.

“I do, I do” you nod along smiling. He smiles back. You were glad everything went so smoothly.

The priest then made you exchange rings and then said “I now pronounce you man and wife, You may kiss the bride”. You still couldn’t believe it was true. You always thought you’d end up a cat lady and die alone.

“C’mere” Cody says softly before pulling you closer by your waist and kissing you. Nothing tops this. This was probably the happiest you’ve ever been. Your jaw was hurting from smiling so much.

He pulls back and everyone is clapping.

“Ready to eat and dance, husband?” you ask, smiling wide.

“Call me that again”


 

(play ‘Perfect by Ed Sheeran’ now)

I found a love for me
Darling just dive right in
And follow my lead

The song PERFECT plays by Ed Sheeran for you first dance as husband and wife. Cody lead you to the middle of the dance floor. Your anxiety would’ve skyrocketed if Cody hadn’t helped you through it. He took your hand and put it around his neck and placed his hands on your waist pulling you as close as possible. He kissed your forehead as you started swaying.  You buried your face into his coat. It was relaxing after such a stressful week. “I still feel like I’m day dreaming in our apartment” you say and he giggles. He pulls back and little and kisses you. “wasn’t this real?” he asks after pulling back. “You’re silly” you say putting your head on his chest again.

Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes you’re holding mine

“Have I told you how gorgeous you look today?” he asks looking down. “I believe not” you say playfully. “My wife looks like an angel” he says and you go red. “I’m never getting used to that” you mutter before he kisses your cheek. The music plays on and the people are still watching.

He suddenly starts singing in your ear just for you to listen.

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms” you giggle at him singing. You didn’t expect it. You’ve heard him go at it at raps but not really singing. It was beautiful. You wanted time to freeze.

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

You giggle at his actions like a teenage girl. He had a beautiful voice.

Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own

 

We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes

He continued to sing to you and you couldn’t help but look at him in awe. You could see the love in his eyes. You could feel the happy tears brimming your eyes already.  

“Darling, you look perfect tonight”

The One | Part 3

Characters involved: Reader, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Lily Evans, Peter Pettigrew

A/n: (Created the GIF myself, but of course the originals aren’t mine. Credits to original owners.)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | MASTERLIST

A subliminal pain, throbbing inside of your head waked you as slowly as it had put you to sleep, the night before.
Your eyes were still closed, you didn’t dare to open them yet, afraid of the sunlight hitting you like a hammer, with quick and hard strikes.

You carefully unclenched your lids, peeked up to the stone ceiling and already regretted those last shots you had taken, to realize that you weren’t lying in your bed. With your eyes still fixed upwards you slowly remembered that you had fallen asleep, on the couch in the Gryffindor common room.

As your senses finally came back, you felt something touching your lower thigh. Twitching lightly to the unknown contact, you looked down to see that someone had been putting a blanket over you. 
The touch at your leg was Sirius. He was sitting on the floor, still dozing. His back leant against the sofa, head resting lopsided on top of the seat padding, pressing slightly against your calf.

As you carried on examining, your view wandered along his arm, which was laid on the couch as well, pointed your way. His hand rested only inches apart from yours, making you wonder if he had been holding it, while you were sleeping.
Woken by your movement, he blinked slowly and stroked his neck, before turning his head your way.

“Morning”, he mumbled, his voice raspy, as he started to rub his eyes.

“Morning”, you replied, pulling your legs towards your body, sitting upright, to lean against your upper thighs, before peering across the room.

It was a mess. Cups and empty bottles spread everywhere, some puddles of strange fluids here and there, with soggy cigarette buds in them. But the view was nothing compared to the smell. It made your headache even worse.

“The aftermath of a great night”, you sighed. “Why are you not in your dorm?”

“I wasn’t sure if that special someone would try to shower you with his desire again, so I decided to stay”, he said and pressed his fingers into his neck again.

All of last night’s memories came back. 

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Extra (Harrison Osterfield Imagine)

Prompt: Hi! I love your writing and I was wondering if you could do something fluffy with Harrison? I’m not sure if you do stuff for Harrison, and I totally understand if you don’t. If you do, I know this isn’t super specific, but could you do really anything that is just super fluffy and cute? Maybe Harrison is trying to get the readers attention or something?

Harrison Osterfield x Reader, words: 1380, requested?: yes, warning: none

A/N: okay so like, i hope do him justice bc i’ve never written Harrison before. requests are open


You didn’t know what to expect when you stepped on the set of Spider-Man: Homecoming. You had been cast as an extra which wasn’t the best part in the world, but this was your first acting job. This was just the beginning of your career, you could feel it. You were just going to be one of the teens in the background during the dance and hallway scenes. You’d only be on set for a couple of days until they finished shooting those scenes.

You didn’t really expect to meet anyone, maybe some other background people. You never expected to be called out by the Spiderman. Your eyes widened when he walks up to you and extends his hand. “Hello,” he smiles. “I’m Tom.” Of course, you knew who he was and you were trying your best not to fangirl.

“Y/N,” you smiled back. You were trying your best to stay calm. You knew as an actress you’d have to stay calm around other celebrities.

“Well, Y/N, I look forward to working with you.” He turned his head to look behind him and nodded. You look behind him to see his best friend, Harrison. “That’s my best mate, Harrison.” He turned back to you. “I think he wants to be your dance partner,” he said just a bit too loudly.

“TOM,” you hear Harrison yell. A blush spread across your face as Tom laughs.

“Well,” you begin awkwardly. “I better go get my hair and makeup done.” You smile one last time before heading off to get your hair and makeup done. You couldn’t believe what had just happened. You hadn’t expected to grab the attention of anyone. Especially not Harrison Osterfield. Of course, you knew of Tom Holland and his best friend, Harrison. You knew about Tom since Captain America: Civil War and you were interested in the new Spiderman. He was so young and closer to your age than the rest of the Avengers.

So, you looked into the new Spiderman and instantly gained a crush on his best friend. You noticed the two had several pictures together on Instagram and other social media platforms. You had quickly hit the follow button on Harrison’s Insta and Twitter. It wasn’t that you had stalked his tweets or anything, you just liked to be informed. He wasn’t the reason why you had decided to be an extra in this movie, but it was a perk. You were fully aware that you were in the same room so you made sure not to make a total fool out of yourself.

A sigh escaped your lips as you sat down in the comfortable makeup chair. You sat completely still as your makeup was done. You were excited to see how you’d look. You were pretty skilled with a makeup brush but you had never gotten your makeup professionally done before. You heard a throat clear but couldn’t open your eyes since your stylist was applying eyeshadow. “Special request; make sure she wears this,” a familiar voice rings in your eyes. There was some shuffling before hands were back on your face. Was that Tom? Who was he talking about? Was he talking about you? What were you supposed to wear? Special request?

Soon enough, your makeup was complete and you could finally open your eyes. You looked to see what had been delivered but whatever it was zipped into a dress bag. You were tempted to open it but thought against it since you didn’t know if it was actually yours or not. “Go change,” the stylist said before handing you the bag. “And here’s this.” She handed you a note to go along with whatever was inside this bag. Your stomach began to do flips. What if it was something terrible looking and you had to wear it? Like a prank? You didn’t think Tom Holland would prank you, but then again you didn’t really know the boy.

Harrison picked this out for you ;) - Tom

You stepped into an empty dressing room and hung the dress up on a hook. You let out a long breath before slowly unzipping the cover. You gasped at the beautiful gown in front of you. The dress was gold with elegant trimming and an A-line neck. It was absolutely beautiful and left you speechless. You quickly began to change out of your normal clothes and into the gorgeous gown. But you needed help with the zipper. So you held the dress to your chest and opened your dressing room door. “Can I get some help?” you asked a girl that was twirling in front of a provided mirror.

“Yeah, sure,” she replied with a smile. “That dress looks amazing on you.

“Thank you,” you grinned as she zipped up your dress. “Apparently Harrison picked it out for me, Tom even dropped it off.”

The girl gasped and looked at you through the mirror. “You know them?”

“Not really, I just met them today actually.”

“You’re one lucky girl,” she sighed.


Tom wasn’t kidding when he said you’d be sharing a dance with Harrison and that made you extremely nervous. You kind of wished it had all been a joke, but it wasn’t. So, there you were, in Harrison’s arms during the dance scene. A slow song poured from the speakers of the fake gym. “Do you like the dress?” Harrison whispered. The director said couples were able to speak as long as they whispered so the microphones wouldn’t pick them up. You nodded and blushed. “Would you like to go on a date sometime?”

You looked up into his hopeful eyes as he bit his bottom lip. You were too nervous to speak, afraid your face would betray you. Before you could answer him, you heard the director yell cut and Tom came running up to his friend so you excused yourself. You quickly walked back to the dressing room you had been in earlier. A long sigh escaped your lips as you slipped out of your dress, with the help of another extra girl. You were free to leave the set for the day but would have to report back tomorrow.

You changed into your regular clothes and hurried off the set. You were staying in a hotel close by since you lived nowhere near Los Angeles. You couldn’t believe your luck, this was going so much more than you were expecting. Harrison had swept you off your feet and you were quite nervous. What was supposed to happen after all this? You weren’t staying in LA for very long. You decided it would be best to just ignore Harrison’s advances. But how long would it take until you broke?


The second day on set wasn’t very dramatic, you were told to just wear normal clothes since you’d be standing at a locker for this scene. You set your stuff with everyone else’s before standing where you were told. You tried your best not to look towards Harrison but he was in your perfect line of vision. You let out a sigh before turning to the girl you were supposed to be having a fake conversation with. This was going to be a lot harder than you thought.

After filming was done, you were told that all the shot you were supposed to be in were done so you didn’t have to show up anymore. You were glad filming was done, you couldn’t wait to see the finishing project. You were very excited to start your acting career. “Y/N!” Harrison called your name as you walked out of the production building. “Wait up!”

You stopped to wait for him to catch up. “You know I’m leaving, right? Like, leaving LA. I don’t live here.”

“Neither do I,” he replied with a shrug.

“So, what’s your plan here?”

“What do you mean?” The two of you begin to walk, he looks down towards you

“You asked me out, remember? I don’t really expect a relationship right away but I’m not going to pursue anything if it’s not going to go anywhere.”

“Stay for a couple more days, let me change your mind. Let me take you on at least one date.”

You stop to look at him. “I guess one date wouldn’t hurt.”

hashimada compilation post, because this is such an underrated pairing and i honestly am struggling to read it as anything OTHER than romantic

  • when madara first gets revived, he takes out gaara’s fourth company without breaking a sweat, and with absolutely zero change in expression. he’s totally just phoning it in.
  • when fighting the five kage later on, he literally does not shut up about how cool hashirama is. like, it’s embarrassing. conversation between madara and the five kage, verbatim:
    • madara: takes a deep breath
    • madara: I lo-
    • the five kage: Yes, you love hashirama, we know, you love hashirama senju so much, he’s the light of your life, you love him so much, you just love hashirama, we’re nothing compared to hashirama, we KNOW, you love hashirama you fucking love hashirama ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE HASHIRAMA. WE GET IT
  • THEN when hashirama ALSO gets revived madara just loses his shit. the man has zero chill where hashirama is concerned. IVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU, HASHIRAMAAAA!! the evil grin. the BICKERING. THE BANTER. kill me
  • and THEN
  • hashirama spends THREE ENTIRE EPISODES telling sasuke about how COOL madara is, how he’s AMAZING and THE BEST and A WORTHY OPPONENT,
  • “i considered madara a gift from the divine.” WHERE’S THE CHILL, HASHIRAMA??
  • “our personalities differed, and yet i sensed a mysterious kinship with him all the same.” wacka_flocka_ok.gif
  • “after that we started meeting up every now and then,” “each time we met, we became closer,” and then hashi’s dad: “hashirama, about this boy you’ve been meeting up with…”
  • “you can’t even reveal your surname!” <– THIS one is on the level of rapunzel complaining to the witch about how it hurts when she climbs up her hair and how the prince does it much more gently. like, kishimoto literally pulled the starcrossed lovers trope.
  • hashirama being all like “but no matter how much we fought, i never gave up on our dream!!” with both of them looking wistful in the background. end me lol
  • also shoutout to hashirama and madara for throwing perfectly synced witty banter at each other within 5 seconds of meeting. “I just hope i reach the other side.” “are you aware of your own annoying neuroses??!” 
  • also that bit when they both had the exact same idea of how to warn the other about the ambush. madara immediately recognizing that hashirama is stronger than he is, and admitting it openly in front of his father and izuna. the GENUINE RESPECT they had for each other, even as mortal enemies. madara saying it would be an honor to die by hashirama’s hand. GOD!
  • then comes something that i like to refer to as the “honeymoon phase”, where they’re founding the leaf village together. like obviously izuna is dead and things aren’t going to be quite the same as when they were teenagers, but BOY
  • hashirama walking around surveying the village and people are bowing to him and stuff, and then madara appears in the background and hashirama immediately goes to him and they walk the rest of the way together. there’s my husband
  • the little girl who trips and madara runs forward to help her up and she starts crying because he’s so intimidating and then hashirama runs over too and gives her a flower and she’s like, ‘oh if hashirama is ok with him, he can’t be that scary’ THEY’RE BOTH SUCH DADS!
  • “beautiful silky haired flower petal dad” and “scary beyond all reason dad”
  • THEY’RE SO PROUD OF THEIR VILLAGE! SMILING AND HAPPY!! GOOD
Opposite Direction [Part Two]// Teen Wolf and Riverdale

Summary: Escaping a program similar to the Black Widow program you begin a new life in a town where you’re aware isn’t exactly normal. Working in the Beacon Hills Sheriff’s Department places you in the eyes of Stiles but when Black Widow finds you with Captain America will you return the favour to her?

Characters: Reader x Stiles Stilinski , Sheriff Noah Stilinski (mentioned) , Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper, Veronica Lodge, Archie Andrews, Ms. Grundy (mentioned), Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow), Steve Rogers (Captain America) and Cheryl Blossom.

Words: 2897

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or Marvel. Nor do I own Riverdale when it does appear. This means I do not own the characters from these shows/movies either.

Warnings: Swearing, injury, past mention of Archie and Grundy.

Requested: @fandomnationwhore

Author: Caitsy

A/N: This is probably going to be only a 5 part series at the most. Also I have no data so I can’t upload unless I’m at work.

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ASK US A QUESTION LIST

Originally posted by riverdaleselite

You blankly stared at the two Avengers standing in front of you while trying to keep their identity’s hidden from the people in the building. You weren’t sure how to react when you finally managed to swallow of the bite of your lunch and taking a long drink of water. It wasn’t every day that you managed to be tracked down by people you had fought.

“Um…why?”


“I’m sure you’ve been watching the news?”

“You mean how you get into hiding after the whole Sokovia thing?” You questioned raising one eyebrow at the two of them, “Because that was a real shitty thing huh?”

“I’m aware.” Steve sighed raising his eyes to meet yours again.

“So why is Black Widow with you? Aren’t you on separate sides of the law?”

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Breathe ~ An Avenger’s Story  (7/15)

Originally posted by captainamerica1-6

AU Summary: Y/N goes on her first mission out in the field with the Avengers.

Notes: yeah this is sort of a sucky chapter but it’ll have to do to speed things up lmao i have no patience. forgive me you guys.and yea a mysterious figure appears in this chapter so there’s that. ALSO im not sure if this is a steve x reader fic because i plan on having bucky added as a main character soon. and i like bucky. like a lot. ok cool

Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

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The sound of glass breaking echoed through the halls and all around the empty mansion. A large man wearing a tactical vest and heavy boots stood by the door with his arms crossed and observing the scene in front of him.

“Do they know about her abilities?”

The large man nodded. “Most likely. She’s residing inside SHIELD’s Avenger hq. Extremely hard to break in and kidnap her.”

He watched as the owner of the mansion picked up another glass of scotch, gulped it in one go and flung it across the room, smashing it to pieces. The 5th one this morning.

“Avengers.” he snarled, grimacing as he spoke the name. He took off his white lab coat and wiped the blood of his hands on it. “They took everything I have. Everything I cared about.”

The scientist slumped on a chair and poured himself another drink, this time, keeping the glass unscathed. “They took my creation. And I’m going to get her back.”

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‘All The Fun Of The Fair’

Levi didn’t want to. Described it as ridiculous. “Why would two grown ass men visit a fucking fair?”

But Erwin really wanted to.

He started off slow; a few ‘hook the duck’ games, hotdogs, beer…then Erwin lost control. Dragged Levi around every single stall and played every single game, took them on every single ride. Twice.

After a couple of hours, the setting sun bathed them in glorious pinks and blues, the screams from fast-paced rides surrounding their sedate stroll as Levi chatted about the day out with unknown enthusiasm, a stuffed rabbit gripped tightly to his chest like a talisman.

Erwin knew Levi would like it eventually and listened intently to his husband, a small smile on his lips and love in his heart.

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I needed some fluff. Background is wholly referenced because I suck at backgrounds. The rest is the result of staring at images of people walking and hoping it came out alright!

@kittyboo8015 has a longer ficlet to add to this and I’m so fucking excited to read it!

im not ashamed sneak peak 3

a crude drawing of a hand with writing on all sides sits on a whiteboard. dots between words, a poorly drawn fish on each side, and colored pencil skills that should probably be much better if this movie took place in a high school, but in Im Not Ashamed Alternate Universe, everything is out of place.
“ive always been drawn to hands” the Christian Girl muses

“i think its because its the way that we touch people.” unlike a real high school, where everyone would look up and possibly jeer at this potential sexual innuendo, everyone remains painfully indifferent. you can feel the awkwardness in the room. one girl is fucking passed out on the table. jesus christ rachel, ever heard of a intruiging opening sentence?

the camera pans out to Dead Girl and the rest of the uninterested class. Everyone looks like they left high school 4 years ago, especially this one chap in the corner. My oh my that’s motherfucking Keurig Careless!!!!!!!! his hair: freshly shaven in true skinhead fashion, arms: fucking ripped to shreds, legs: stunted, face: 40 years old. he is picking at the callouses on his hands on top of a hilariously thin blue notebook. What The Fuck? Why is his notebook so thin. How come dead girl has 2 binders and a piece of paper and a pencil and everyone else has a single notebook? did she try to cram it all in in one class? i suppose this would be the best place next to study hall, because im guessing most Inspirational Life Changing Speeches in this class are just as boring

“compassion is the greatest form of love that humans have to offer” christian audience gasps at the wise-beyond-her-years rachel faux scott. actually compassion is one of the only forms of love u can offer but whatever floats your goat, Fakechel.

“I have this theory that if one person goes out of their way to show compassion, they can start a chain reaction”
thats so deep rachel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hOLY shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

nazi and dildo’s heads perk up at the word “chain reaction”. nnnnyess huehueheuhehe,,,, that is what Wiiii are going to do,,, a chain reaxtion to Blow this SchooL up hehuehueheuhe. the audience screams in desperation and horror. perhaps? perhaps this speech will change their minds?? perhaps rachel will convert them to godliness… yes…

“how do you know that trust? beauty? and compassion wont make the world a better place to be in?”
this is the most generic pep talk ive ever heard? like, if someone put a gun to my head and told me to recite a speech that you would find in an american girl magazine so he could write a letter to win the affections of said gunman’s estranged daughter, this is the shit i would say.

“tomorrows not a promise… but its a chance…”
we see the teacher looking at her proudly. also theres a girl that looks Exactly like Rachel in the background looking at her? is that her force ghost or something

“.. you just might start a chain reaction”
she grins. shes such a deep thinker.

the students roll their eyes dramatically, not focusing on rachel whatsoever. well that was for nothing.
she continues smiling in the silence. uhh…

..

..

“and whats behind all this is my faith” she puts down her arms to reveal a huge-ass cross necklace. This is like, margaret white style shit. its probably as big as her palm? minimalism. minimalismmmmmm….

“im a christian!” she says, smiling. obviously. every girl that wears mormon clothes like that, cross necklaces, listens to britt nicole at maximum volume while walking through the hallways at school and crying whenever she sees someone dressed in black and calls them “lost souls” is a christian girl, okay? it’s like coming out in a high school nowadays like… everyone’s gay, rachel. every single person is gay so you can chill out.

they pan to the jock guy.

and then to dylan with his psycho stare

and then to eric with his condescending smoulder

“im not trying to be weird or convert anybody or anything like that HUEHEHE,,, i just wanna be real with you guys…. Dudes, i just wanna be Cool and Swag with u guys, Ya dig?? just tryin to kick it chilly willy with my brUhs, ya see what im sayin… and let u know who i is, dawgs”

she stares again at the indifferent class. see? nobody cared. she smiles awkwardly. the second hand embarrassment is slaughtering me. my fucking eyes. please. rachel.

“jesus gave his life for me… and i will give my life for him…………………………………………….

………

"just wanted to get that out there”

she takes her crude hand drawing and promptly returns to her chair.

“thank you rachel.” the teacher says. the audience is aware of her purity and innocence, but also strength and endurance.

rachel sits at her desk with a sigh, plopping her notes onto her table in preparation for the next speaker.

“up next we haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaveeeeeeee….”

“eric and dylan.”

they look up with her, eyebrows raised and knuckles cracked. this video will fucking destroy. this video will fuckin KILL BITCHES!!!

“lets watch their videyyoh… on how they would change the world…”

the teacher pops the dvd labeled “hitmen for hire” into the tape player. she turns off the lights and walks to the back of the class. the tv statics like some sort of Lost Episode creepypasta.

jeffrey dahmer sits on a chair, facing the viewers
“people are always bullying me, i dont like it”
he swirls the chair and two trenchcoated bad bitches walk into the view of the screen. 

Rachel’s disapproving and paranoid eyes rest on the screen, concerned about what this could be about…. this… this isn’t about changing the world for the better? what the heckeroni??’

the video plays in the background as twink nazi smiles condescendingly at rachel. bitch whatcha gonna do? we had to listen to your bullshit

“you know we cant have weahpons on the skewl grounds.. but if you can get them away, we’ll take em’ out for ya. for 2000$, we’ll get rid of them. permanently.”

a white hat nerd walks up the stairs, neandering around, listening to 50 cent in his headphones when suddenly

eric and dylan are pointing pvc-pipe guns at him!!! shitty sound effects play as the jock is defeated.

the classroom is slightly more alert, putting their hands over their mouths in Horrified Shock! , but dead girl is still, of course, dead.

gunshots ring through the room as rachel turns to the teacher “do we have to watch this?”

dylan does a finger gun at the television.

“no, we don’t.” the teacher says. “OOKAAAAAY i think we’ve seen enough!” the teacher yells, turning off the tv

“thaaaaat” dylan begins “would make the world a better place”

O.O

afterwords, rachel’s a-skippin up the stairs, smilin bright like a diamond, when suddenly, 

shes confronted by two trenchcoated figures, cloaked in the darkness of the stairs. they corner her and yell “what’s your problem? >:O”. love this. love how eric and dylan would probably go cry in their room if someone interrupted them, they wouldnt confront them. literally the only time they had balls in their ENTIRE LIVES was nbk, so they wouldnt confront rachel…. just Sayin….

“what?” :0

“i know you did that.” eric snarls

“did what?” :0

“i didnt stop your stupid jesus speech” HOly Shit!!!! boyyyyy HE SAID IT!!!!

dylan speaks up “you think youre better than us?

"no :O… no im not better than anybody.” wow and shes humble????? she has zero flaws omg i love her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mom i wanna be just like rachel when i grow up.!!!!!!

“oh i know youre not” he gets closer….. cloooserr….

they stare. lock eyes. dream weaver begins to play in the background…

“i gotta get to class.” she stutters, holding back tears.

“youre just like aaahll the others” dylan jeers, striking her in her single nerve,,,, her utter originality,,

“compassion!” eric says “yeah thatll work!!!” wow what a fucking demon??/ what a devil gosh darn!!!!!!!!! i hope he dies at the end of the movie. i hope Both of them die at the end of the movie. that’d make this movie have the BEST ENDING EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ill pray abt it hold on!

the scene fades to black