About the ship wars on this fandom (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) ♫･*:.｡. .｡.:*･
Seriously guys, why don’t you just use your energy and love to create content to your OWN ship(s) and characters you like instead of using it to HATE and talk shit about the others??!!! Please??!! Thank you!!!??
•You always wake up first
•Tom being a little shit and never wanting to get up
•But you can’t really blame him cause he works so hard
• “Tom I won’t kiss you all day if you don’t get up”
•You eventually win
•But he demands a kiss right then because without one, he’ll “never get to energy to fully wake up”
• “What do you want for breakfast?”
•And then sex
•You make him pancakes
•Which results in a food fight
•And ends with burnt pancakes
• “Thomas Stanley Holland! Look what you’ve done!”
•Tom knowing he’d really done it this time cause you used his full name
•Having to take a shower to get all the pancake batter off you
• “We should save water by showering together”
•Which results in more sex
•Harrison walking into the kitchen while you guys are still in the shower
• “WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU GUYS DONE!?”
•You and Tom panicking
•Tom turns it into a mission to escape the house without Harrison finding you two
•Of course Tom falls flat on his face two seconds into the game cause he’s a clumsy little shit
•Harrison hearing the crash and finding you two very quickly
• “I hate both of you so much”
A/N: this is absolute shit I’ve never done one of these before and this started out as an imagine and then I realized c'mon we’re talking about Tom here this kind of thing would happen like every morning so I turned it into this and yeah
I have watched this scene a thousand times and I remember the very
first time I watched it and my heart still does the same funny thing.
I remember absolutely losing my shit at the shot of the flowers in the air and I was like “OMG BRENNAN’S GONNA CATCH THE BOUQUET. ARE THEY ACTUALLY GOING THERE. ARE THEY GOING TO DO IT???????? OMGGGG.” And they teased us with the slow mo shot, heh. (When I rewatch this scene, I STILL get that anticipation of excitement.)
AND OF COURSE SHE DID.
adore that she looks back at Booth,who just does an adorable smile/half
shrug, trying to seem nonchalant when you know he’s screaming on
the inside, like all of us. HAHAHA.
No, but seriously, the marriage arc
on Bones was just perfect, there was NEVER a single instance when Booth
pestered Brennan about marriage. The ball was in her court all the way
through, and Booth absolutely would have been fine if they had never
married in the end (”I LOVE EVERYDAY.”) A testament to how much
Booth loves her but also a point of great character development for
Booth, who was once fixated on the idea that he HAD to get married.
(Arguably, you could say that his change of heart was because Brennan
was the only one who really mattered, which is equally valid, but I like
to think that Booth learnt something from his previous mistakes).
here, Brennan was not horrified at the thought of catching the flowers;
marriage no longer seems like such an awful concept when it’s in relation to Booth ;)
You were standing side stage, watching your boyfriend playing guitar. It was always something you enjoyed. Watching Tony pour himself into a show and have such a good time playing was something you never wanted to let go. However, right now, it was hard to focus on anything other than his fingers that moved delicately yet rapidly over his instrument, and not the one you wanted. He had been busy lately and hadn’t really been in the mood to do anything other than sleep. You had tonight planned, right down to getting the others out of the bus.
“Good night, Chicago!” You heard Vic yell out and immediately snapped your eyes up to the guys coming off stage. You wrapped your arms around Tony as he reached you, already having handed his guitar to their guitar tech.
“You did so well,” you whispered, ignoring the sweat covering his body as you pulled him closer. “As always,” you added as an afterthought and pulled back enough to peck his lips before pulling away completely and giving the others a hug. “You got me covered?” You whispered to Vic.
“Of course.” You smirked and pulled away as he did. “You owe me money for this.”
“I’m asking you to go party with a multitude of your friends, not to lick me.” His eyes widened before he grumbled something about not wanting to lick me anyways. You shrugged and turned back to Tony, who was wiping his face with a towel to get some of the moisture off. “Vic, Jaime, and Mike are going to a party. Do you want to go or head back to the bus with me?” This was the only part that there wasn’t really any way you could influence anything.
“I’ll head back to the bus with you. I’m not really in the party mood.” You nodded and grabbed his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. “We’ll see you guys later? One of you stay relatively sober.” You rolled your eyes and we began the walk to the bus.
“You know I love you right?” You asked casually. Tony looked at you weirdly before nodding. “And you love me too?” Your insecurities crept into your head. You didn’t want the night to turn into a pity party for yourself while you locked yourself in the back lounge.
“Of course, babe. What’s wrong? Are you okay?” You nodded slowly and then glanced at Tony.
“I just miss you is all.”
“But we’re always spending time together?” It came out as a question since he was so confused. You gave him a look and realization crossed his face. “Oooooh.” He drug out the ‘o'and then smirked. “Is that why the guys are out tonight?” A blush rose to your cheeks.
“Maybe a bit.” He grinned and pulled you into the bus. Your eyes widened when his lips pressed against yours before you closed them and wrapped your arms around his neck and his hands gripped your hips. His lips moved to your neck.
“Tell me what you want,“he whispered against your neck.
"I just want you to touch me like you touch your fucking guitar,” you dared to say. You could feel the smirk against your neck and he bit into the skin, not hard enough to break skin. “Fuck,” you groaned. “I just want you.”
“That can be arranged,” he whispered huskily. “Now jump.” You jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist. Your eyes closed as he pressed his lips to yours again. You could feel him walking and figured you would be in his bunk in a matter of seconds. He had different ideas.
“The back lounge?” You breathed as he kissed your jaw and then your collarbones. “Tony, people spend their time here.”
“Your point?” He asked and you could feel him in his turned on state pressing against you. You moaned as he hit the spot on your neck and grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it up a bit. He let you go to pull it off completely. You were holding yourself up now as he threw it to the side and laid you down on the couch they had in the lounge. His hands moved under your shirt until you finally pulled it off, needing more contact. He pulled you up and unclasped your bra, obviously becoming impatient. He gave attention to both of your breasts and then began to travel further down. You went to touch him, but he grabbed your wrists, pinning your hands above your head.
“Tony,” you groaned in annoyance.
“If you touch me, I’ll stop,” he threatened. Your eyes widened. He’d done this before. Dominant Tony was your second favorite thing in the world, just him in general being the first. He let you go and continued. You fought back the urge to run your hands through his hair as he unbuttoned the shorts you were wearing and pulled both your shorts and underwear down at the same time. His eyes trailed over you. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he breathed and then his tongue was on the place you need it the most. You moaned as it moved around. You moaned your hands and gripped his hair. He immediately pulled back.
“Shit,” you cursed and moved your hands quickly. “Fuck.”
“Since you can’t control yourself, you’re going to have to do something for me instead.” He unzipped his pants and pulled them down before doing the same with his boxers. He looked at you before gesturing to his dick. “It’s not going to suck itself.” You rolled your eyes with a smile.
“I should fucking slap you.”
“Oh, please do.” You held up your middle finger before wrapping your lips around him. He let out a groan. “God, I needed this. Fuck, (Y/N). I almost forgot how goddamn good you were at this.” You would have smirked if your mouth wasn’t full, but alas it was. You bobbed your head up and down and he threaded his fingers through your hair.
“I’m going to need you to stop so that I can be inside you.” His sentence ended in a moan. He pulled you up and laid back, pulling you down on top of him. He leaned over and grabbed his pants, pulling the foil package out. He opened it and quickly put the condom on. You gasped as he entered you and then moaned.
“Shit, Tony.” He guided you as you moved on top of him. “God, I love you,” You whimpered as he thrusted up into you.
“I’m so close, (Y/N).” You had gotten him closer than You had thought. Your hands landed on his chest for balance as you moved over him. He pulled you to him, pressing his lips to yours. You could feel the familiar feeling in your stomach. You hadn’t done this in so long, and you were so ready for it that it was hard to contain. Tony flipped you over and went faster, rubbing your most sensitive spot in the process. You wanted to scream in ecstasy but didn’t want people to think we were shooting porn in here.
“Tony!” You screamed as he hit the spot you were hopping for him to find. All hope of being quiet was lost. “Right there,” you breathed.
“I- Shit.” Before you could say anything, he was shuddering over you, an orgasm wracking his body. You were soon to follow, both of you moaning each other’s names. He pulled out of you and disposed of the condom before returning back to you and picking you up, carrying to the bunk you two shared and crawling in after placing you in there. “Hey, babe. Don’t ever let me say I don’t want to make love to you, okay?” You laughed and pressed a kiss to his lips before snuggling into him.
“Tony, (Y/N)! Get your damn clothes out of the back lounge!” You heard Jaime yell in the morning. You groggily opened your eyes, realizing that instead of being naked like you had been when you fell asleep that you were in Tony’s shirt and a pair of his boxers. You glanced up at him and saw that he was awake as well. “I take it you two had fun last night,” Jaime said with a smirk as he opened the curtain to your bunk.
“You too,” you retorted, noticing the bags under his eyes and the way he squinted in the light. He rolled his eyes playfully.
“Yeah, yeah. Just get up so that we can go get some breakfast.” He left afterwards and you looked up at Tony.
“I love you,” you whispered and pressed a small kiss to his chest.
“I love you too.” Then you were being tugged out to get ready for breakfast.
This is absolute shit and the first smutty thing I’ve ever written.
When the nurse I’m giving report to huffs, puffs, and gives me attitude the whole time because she got a bad assignment (an assignment I have absolutely no control over), and flips her shit on me because ONE thing didn’t get done.
I finished slipping on my shoes before I headed out the door. I got in my car and plugged the address to the wedding into my gps. My old child hood friend, Jenna, is getting married today and I promised I would come even though I hadn’t even met the groom before. By the time I arrived, most of the people were already there. I headed to the back to say hello to Jenna before the ceremony started. She was in the back room getting the final touches to her make up done. “Y/N!” She squealed as she jumped from her seat and over to me. She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me tight. “I am SO happy you made it! I’ve missed you so much!” She said as she continued to hug me. “Hey, Jenna! I missed you too! But I’m also happy to finally meet the guy my childhood best friend is marrying.” I said, nudging her shoulder. She smiled widely. “Tyler’s amazing. But there’s someone who I’d rather you meet first.” She said, wiggling her eyebrows. “Oh no. No no no. Not after what happened freshman year of high school!” I said sternly. “Okay, I hadn’t met him before! Jack said he was really cool!” She whined. I rolled my eyes at the memory. God that guy was a freak. “Yeah whatever.” I said jokingly. “No but seriously, Y/N. Josh is amazing. He’s super funny and sweet and pretty attractive, too! He’s Tyler’s best friend.” She said with hope in her eyes. “Okay. I’ll meet him. At the reception. But now I have to go watch my best friend get married.” I said as I hugged her before heading to the room to find a seat. I sat down next to some friends Jenna and I shared. The groomsmen and bridesmaids began to walk down the aisle when I saw a guy with bright red hair walk down. That HAD to be Josh. Jenna knew I had a weakness for that rocker look. But she also wasn’t wrong, he wasn’t bad looking at all. Then I saw Tyler. I knew what he looked like from her Twitter/Instagram/Facebook pictures. After about an hour or two, the wedding ended and everyone headed to the reception dinner. Everyone was dancing on the dance floor while I was sitting down texting my friend about the wedding. She couldn’t make it due to being sick and I knew it was destroying her. “Hey.” I heard a voice say. I looked up at who I had presumed to be Josh standing in front of me. “Hi.” I said back. “I know you’re probably not here to get a man at your friend’s wedding but…” Josh looked over his shoulder at Jenna and Tyler who were staring us down from across the room, “they won’t leave me alone until I at least try and talk to you.” Josh said. I smiled and signaled that he could sit down. “I’m Y/N.” I said as I shook his hand. “Well, Y/N. What do you do for a living?” Josh asked. “I’m undecided.” I say. Josh smiled and told me about how him and Tyler were in a band even though I already knew that. “What are some funny band stories that happen on the road?” I asked, wanting to talk to him more. “Well, I don’t know if you’ve met Tyler, but he’s a pretty funny guy. Well, he thinks he’s funny. He likes to kick me out of the band every other week or so. But as like stories, well Tyler and I are pretty crazy guys. We like to party man, like after shows we head to McDonalds and if we’re really feeling crazy, we get DOUBLE cheeseburgers.” Josh said. I busted out laughing and Josh smiled at me. “No one usually laughs at that one.” Josh said. I shrugged. “Probably cause I haven’t had the chance to hear your better stuff.” I said. Josh laughed. Josh began to tell me more about him and Tyler and they both seem to be great guys. After about 30 minutes of stories and laughing, Josh and I decided to get a drink and stood up to walk to the open bar. We both got beers before walking to the back wall and leaning against it. We continued to tell each other stories from our childhood, just trying to get to know each other better. “Hey, do you wanna dance?” Josh asked. I bit my lip and turned and walked out the door leaving Josh confused. He followed me out the door and I lead him to a room back away from everyone else. “So you don’t wanna dance?” He asked as he closed the door behind him. I shook my head and took a step closer to him. “I have a better idea.” I said as I pressed my lips against his. Josh’s hand landed on my hips as he pulled my closer to him. I placed my hands on his neck and pulled him even closer if it was possible. Josh pulled away. “I’m sorry… I just really like you and want to take it slow. I don’t wanna mess this up.” Josh said as he looked into my eyes. I nodded and we opened the door only to see Jenna and Tyler fall into the room. “REALLY!?” Josh and I both yelled. The two stumbled to their feet and straightened out their clothes. “Hey. This isn’t the umm…. Coat room?” Tyler said rubbing the back of his neck. “Really, Ty? That’s the best you could come up with?” Josh asked, rolling his eyes. “Okay, well we didn’t mean to eavesdrop, okay? We noticed you guys were gone and we were about to start the dance for Jenna and we went looking for you guys and then we realized you were in here and didn’t want to interrupt if you guys were…ya know… Yeah… So we just pressed our ears against the door and then next thing we know we’re laying on the floor.” Tyler said. Josh and I began to laugh and followed them back into the room. “I actually have a meeting tomorrow so I should head out.” I said to Josh. “Oh…” He said looking at the ground. “But it ends at 12:30 so maybe we could go to lunch afterwards? Here’s my number.” I said, writing it down on a napkin and handing it to him. Josh smiled and nodded his head. “Yeah, I’ll call you. See you tomorrow.” Josh said as he kissed my cheek. I hugged Tyler goodbye and then hugged Jenna. “You definitely redeemed yourself, Jenna.”
This is absolute shit I’m so sorry… It was a lot better in my head I’m sorry I suck.
But it’s only when I see a clip of her in the field, leading a raid on the main entrance of the Nut, that something clicks and I realize I’m in the presence of another victor. Lyme, the tribute from District 2, who won her Hunger Games over a generation ago. Effie sent us her tape, among others, to prepare for the Quarter Quell. I’ve probably caught glimpses of her during the Games over the years, but she’s kept a low profile. With my newfound knowledge of Haymitch’s and Finnick’s treatment, all I can think is: What did the Capitol do to her after she won?