they should call this movie the weeks

School-Related Sentence Starters


  • “Did we have homework?”
  • “Please be my lab partner.”
  • “Can I borrow a pencil?”
  • “I really don’t want to talk in front of the whole class…”
  • “Can I copy off of you real quick?”
  • “Do you think the teacher is hot?”
  • “It’s not cheating. It’s just teamwork.”
  • “Do you think the new kid is hot?”
  • “Pretty sure the teacher is out to get me…”
  • “You are…so dumb…”
  • “Was Shakespeare gay?”
  • “Please tell me you didn’t start the project either.”
  • “If I do it at the last minute, then I’ll have a minute.”
  • “Can I borrow your notes?”
  • “This class is so boring…”
  • “Am I in the right classroom?”
  • “Someone drew a dick in my textbook.”
  • “Do you know where the nurse’s office is?”
  • “Someone put a picture of Shrek in my locker.”
  • “I can’t wait to graduate…”
  • “Meet me in the bathroom/gym/locker room later. I need to tell you something.”


  • “I forgot about the midterm.”
  • “I’m gonna FAIL.”
  • “Shut up! You always say you’re going to fail, and then you get an A.”
  • “Please help me study.”
  • “If I don’t pass, my parents are going to KILL me.”
  • “Do you ever think about how studying is just ‘student’ and ‘dying’ put together?”
  • “I live at the library now.”
  • “Do you need help with the chapter?”
  • “I don’t even know what I don’t know.”
  • “I’m afraid that they’ll revoke my scholarship.”
  • “I HAVE to be at the top of the class.”
  • “Do you even know how to read?”
  • “I don’t even get the Sparknotes…”
  • “Maybe I’ll be okay if I pick A for every answer…I have to get an A, right?”
  • “I don’t need to go to college anyway.”
  • “Sleep is for the weak.”
  • “I just did 200 practice problems. I forgot my own name.”
  • “I remember that shrimp can see more colors than we can, but I don’t remember the vocabulary words for the test.”
  • “Your notes are just doodles.”


  • “What’s for lunch?”
  • “Please trade lunches with me.”
  • “I dare you to fling your peas at the principal.”
  • “There’s NO way I’m eating that.”
  • “All I have are skittles and an old Oreo.”
  • “I would kill for a taco right now.”
  • “Lunch is the only class I can do well in.”
  • “There’s pizza today.”
  • “Is that a bug in your sandwich?”
  • “Ugh, this is expired.”
  • “Is this seat taken?”
  • “I can’t eat that, I’m on a diet.”
  • “Did you make this?”
  • “If you give me a dollar, I’ll love you forever.”
  • “I made brownies.”
  • “Let’s eat outside today.”
  • “Do you think we could get pizza delivered to the school?”
  • “You’re in my seat.”
  • “These freshmen think that they can just take our table…”


  • “I can’t run for my life.”
  • “Don’t throw the ball at me!!”
  • “Why do you look so red?”
  • “I’m DYING.”
  • “It’s just sports! What could go wrong?”
  • “I can’t run anymore.”
  • “Your team is going DOWN.”
  • “Are you okay?!”
  • “You really suck at this, don’t you?”
  • “Think fast!”
  • “Is that the best you can do?”
  • “I dare you to race me.”
  • “I think the gym teacher is a supersoldier.”

Uniforms / Clothes

  • “I HATE these pants/skirts.”
  • “Do you think anyone would notice if I wore pajamas?”
  • “I haven’t washed my gym clothes in a week…”
  • “I should be allowed to wear whatever I want.”
  • “Can you believe they called my outfit ‘inappropriate’?!”
  • “I’m so sick of seeing (school color).”
  • “I wear this uniform in my dreams. I mean, in my nightmares.”
  • “Those are the most hideous shoes I’ve ever seen.”
  • “Do you think her/his girl/boyfriend got her that?”
  • “Did your boy/girlfriend really buy you that?”
  • “Class rings are overrated.”
  • “We should totally get matching hoodies.”
  • “What show/movie is your shirt from?”
  • “I can see your underwear.”


  • “Wanna skip?”
  • “I can’t believe I’m in here.”
  • “Welcome, prince(ss)! Is this your first time?”
  • “That teacher DESERVED to be cursed out, okay?”
  • “I didn’t even do anything wrong…”
  • “Fuck the police.”
  • “They put me in here just for being late…”
  • “Did you actually bash the principal’s car?”
  • “A little thing like you managed to beat the crap out of someone?”
  • “You look like you don’t belong in here.”
  • “This is prison.”
  • “I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.”
  • “They think I’ll learn my lesson in here? I’m going to do it again.”
  • “All I did was a little graffiti.”
  • “I’m taking a nap.”
Locked in Love (M)

Word Count: 24k
Member: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut, Fluff & Slight angst like it’s barely even there

Getting locked in the mall on Christmas eve isn’t ideal, but getting locked in the mall with your brothers best friend that you haven’t seen in a while? Well, it might have been alright if you didn’t have feelings for him.

↠ Day 5 of the seven days of Christmas collab! Read the other fics here


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Hometown Weddings | Part 1 | TOM HOLLAND X READER

Description / Request: The reader gets a call from an old friend inviting her to come to her wedding, one that’s being held in her hometown. Tom, who has a crush on the reader, agrees to being her plus one, much to the amusement of Jacob and Zendaya. Jacob makes Tom promise to tell the reader his feelings at the wedding if he can get proof that she likes him back within the next 8 days.

Author’s Note: So I got sent this request and liked it so much that I started writing it almost immediately. I added some details and it ended up being longer than expected so I think I’m going to turn it into a multi-part fic. Let me know if you like it and feel free to send me your own requests.

Word Count: 1632

Part 2| Part 3

Everyone cheered as I caught yet another raspberry in my mouth. Tom, Zendaya, Jacob and I were all hanging around the craft services table, messing around while the crew got ready to film the next scene.

I reopened my mouth and leaped sideways as Jacob tossed another raspberry into the air. When I caught it once again, I dabbed furiously to my right.

“Why are you so good at this?” Zendaya asked in disbelief taking a sip from her water bottle.

I shrugged my shoulders and caught another raspberry in mouth, this one being tossed by Tom. I winked at him as I started chewing it causing a blush to appear in his cheeks. “While some of us were mastering the art of dancing,” I started making a pointed look at Zendaya and Tom. “I mastered the art of eating.”

“Preach,” Jacob said raising his hand for a high five. I grinned and slapped my hand against his rather aggressively. He hissed and retracted his hand. “Dam that stung,” he groaned, cradling his hand.

I cackled and opened my mouth to give a witty retort when the Spiderman theme song started playing. My hands reached into my back pocket and pulled out my phone which was receiving a call.

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Flirty Christian Yu

Request from Anonymous:  Hi! First of all, I love your account! Can I please request a Christian Yu scenario where Jay is the readers bestfriend & helps her make Christian jealous because he’s been ignoring her or spending more time with other female celebrities lately, please?! Sorry, if its really specific, I just love Jay & Christian!!

I hope you like it :D 


You were sitting at AOMG’s office waiting for your boyfriend, Christian to finish his meeting with Jay. The two of them were discussing plans for a music video. You met Christian through Jay since Jay is one of your best friends. It didn’t take you long to fall head over heels for Christian. He is very charismatic and friendly. So sometimes that part of him flirts with other girls and he doesn’t even realise it. Most of the times it doesn’t bother you, but there are days when it does. Obviously. He’s your boyfriend and seeing him doing his harmless flirting makes your blood boil. Because let’s face, there are prettier girls out there. Who’s to say he won’t find someone better than you. 

“Babe, we won’t be too long. Jay is having a little trouble understanding my concept,” Christian said as he poked his head out of the room. You simply nodded and continued scrolling through your Instagram feed not before hearing Jay’s voice, “I’m not slow. Your boyfriend doesn’t understand my VISION”. 

One hour later and Jay emerged from the room. “Ah, what do you see in him besides his big arms, tattoos and that accent. He doesn’t get what I want”. You watched Jay sat down across from you, and putting his feet on the glass table. You asked, “what were you two having trouble about?” Jay sighed and took off him cap. “I want to shoot the mv in black and white but your boy wants to it in colour”. You laughed. They always argue about the silliest things. You asked Jay, “What is my boy doing in there, Jay?” He replied, “He’s on the phone with someone. A girl. I saw the contact photo. Should I be worried, [Y/N]?” You shook your head. “If I’m not worried, why should you?” But truthfully, you were. You had noticed over the past week or so, Christian has had many phone calls and messages from his female celebrity friends.


“Is this dress too revealing, I feel like it is,” you asked Christian. The both of you were getting ready to an advanced screening of Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 movie. You were wearing a purple maxi dress but it had a high slit so pretty much your left leg was exposed. “Nah, it’s not. It’s a movie premier so we’ll be sitting down for most of the night anyway. You’ll be fine,” Christian reassured you. The two of you then met up with the boys and girl from AOMG. “Wow [Y/N], your dress looks incomplete. They haven’t sewn it completely. You better return it,” Simon D joked. Jay then butt in, “Are you stupid? She’s obviously wearing that dress so Christian has things to do if the movie gets boring”. You hit both of them across the head. Hoody then did the same. 

When you arrived at the premiere there were many photographers and celebrities. Everyone looked stunning. Christian got out first and helped you after. Photographers had their cameras AOMG so camera flashes were coming at every angle. All of you went inside the venue and in the corner of your eye, you saw a group of female celebrities eyeing your boyfriend. His arms were around you so doesn’t that make it obvious he’s taken, you thought. After meeting and greeting most of the people there, everyone had to wait around before the movie started. During this time you saw Christian in a corner mingling with a female celebrity. You have seen her album covers around the city but you can’t remember her name. You sat down across from where they were standing. Christian then left her so you got up thinking he was looking at you but instead, he went over to the bar and said something to the bartender. The bartender then gave two glasses of white wine? champagne? You couldn’t tell but the liquid was translucent. He then went back to his ‘new female friend’. 

You continued to stared at them and tried to read their lips but you were no good at that. As you continued, you saw Christian had got his phone out and handed to her and it looked like she put her number in. Just then, the same group of females that you saw earlier approached him. Not only that, but after a few minutes of chatting, he passed his phone around to his newly found friends. 

“I asked you before and I’ll ask again, what do you see in him?” You looked over and saw Jay sitting next to you. He had noticed you staring at your boyfriend. “Shush you. You introduced him to me remember?” “Yeah, but he wasn’t asking a million girls to put their numbers in their phone before”. “It’s probably nothing,” you say. “They are just probably asking if he’s interested in being the director for their next song or something.” Jay repeated you last two words, “or something.” You turned to Jay and he noticed your eyes are watery and your nostrils are flared open. “Let’s do something fun to get back at him instead of sitting here looking at we are about to assassinate him.” You smiled, “What do you propose we do, Park?” He got up and held out his hand. You took it and followed him to the bar. Jay choose seats that were directly in Christian’s point of view. “What are we doing, Jay?” “Follow my lead,” Jay insisted. 

Jay ordered drinks for the two of you and every now and then, Jay would pull his chair closer to you and was now only inches away from you. “Jay, what are you doing, you’re squishing me towards the wall. Move back a bit.” Jay looked at you, “let’s make your boyfriend see what he is missing out of. Put your hand on my knee, [Y/N]”. “So we are trying to make him jealous?” you asked. “Duh. C’mon put your hand on my knee.” You did just that and Jay leaned into your ears and whispered, “pretend to look over but don’t look directly at him and see if he’s looking”. Again, you did just that. Christian was definitely looking at the two of you and he didn’t look too amused. 

Jay pulled back and you nodded you head, then Jay showcased one of his winks directly at you. Surely Christian saw that. You then moved your hand to brush through Jay’s hair. “Aw it’s so soft and fluffy,” you laughed. “Hey, don’t mess with it, I spent hours trying to style it,” Jay told you. “You laughed again, “you know, I half expected it to be all greasy. Are you trying to pick up someone tonight?” Jay shook his head, “I’m just here for the free drinks and food. Oh and the ahem movie.” He looked at the cameras and winked into it. “Why are you doing that? You’re so lame, Park”. 

The two of you were talking about the upcoming AOMG tour and Jay’s hand was on yours. “Is this too much, Jay? Should we stop?” you asked. “We’ll stop when he comes over”. He then pulled your chair facing him so that your legs were between his. The two of you continued to talk and you lost track of time. You didn’t even notice Jay’s hand was your bare thigh. “Ok Park, that’s far enough”. Jay apologise and ordered two more drinks. When the drinks were set down, Christian came over. “Hey, what you two talking about?” he asked as he pulled another chair and put in the middle between Jay and yourself. Jay leaned back and smirked at him. You just gave Jay your ‘stop it’ look. 

“We were just talking, that’s all,” you answered Christian’s question. Just then, one of female celebrities came and stood next to Christian. Her hand rested on his shoulders. You looked at him and he glared back you. Jay noticed then he quickly took your hand and pulled you up from your seat. “Let’s get out of here, [Y/N]”. You were lost for words. Christian would just sit there and do nothing? 

You sat on the steps and Jay had given his your jacket to cover your legs. He sat down and put his arms around you and you rested your head on his shoulders. Both of you sat in silence, before you hear Christian’s voice, “[Y/N]! Come inside, the movie is about to start”. You ignored him. 

“Babe, c’mon”. Christian was now standing in front of you, just a few steps down and Jay’s arms were still around you. “I thought you were too busy for me, Christian. Why don’t you ask your newly found girl friends to keep you company?” Christian was taken aback, “What do you mean my new girl friends?” “She meant the ones surrounding you before or specifically the one with the hand on your shoulders,” Jay retorted back. “Are you being serious?”, Christian asked, “Is that why you have been playing handsy and footsy with him all night long? Are you jealous and can I not talk to other females?” You laughed, “You can talk with all the females in the whole freaking world for all I care. But you’re always flirting with them and they might get the wrong idea. And that girl who put her hand on your shoulders. Why didn’t you do anything?” Christian was now looking back and forth at you and Jay. “It’s because I saw how the two of were acting and plus his hands were on your thighs. That’s way more intimate.”

“So you’re jealous that [Y/N] is with another guy?” Jay asked. “Of course, but when the other guy is you, I’m super worried,” Christian said, “because you two have known each for so long. [Y/N] is beautiful and Jay, you’re alright so I don’t know, maybe you two might fall for each other or something. And I don’t want to lose [Y/N]”. You smiled at Christian. “I don’t want to lose you too babe, and I’m sorry for making you jealous. And don’t you worry, Jay isn’t my type so it’s never going to happen. I know too much of his bad habits that I’ve put off by him”. Christian laughed and bent down to kiss you, “And I’m sorry too”. You gave back Jay his jacket and stood up. “Shall we going inside, babe?” 

“Hey I made whatever it is you two have happen so don’t bad mouth me, [Y/N].” Jay uttered, “and Christian, I’m just ‘alright’? Surely I’m on the same level of attractiveness as [Y/N]? Both Christian and you laughed at him. “If you could rock my girlfriend’s dress then I might change my mind, Jay”. 

Faking It

Summary: Killian Jones had just been joking when he’d told Emma Swan they were actually married. But in his defense, the doctors hadn’t mentioned that her concussion had given her amnesia.
Rating: T
Notes: Happy birthday, @lifeinahole27​! You are an amazing friend, and I’m so happy to have you in my life! I hope you like this story! Thanks to @optomisticgirl for the beta-read!


Based on the prompt: "You’re my best friend who’s just waking up from a concussion, I played a trick on you and said we were married and you have amnesia … but you just rolled with it and now I don’t know what to do.“

Killian had never been so terrified in his whole life. He’d known something like this would happen eventually, he’d warned her countless times, he’d made sure to have a plan in place. And yet when it finally happened, he felt entirely blindsided and paralyzed with fear.

Emma Swan was in the hospital.

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anonymous asked:

Jimon + "where's your boyfriend" "he's in the library also you do know he's not actually my boyfriend, right?"

sorry this took so long! trying to get back into the flow and fill all the prompts in my inbox. also, this prompt is a d o r a b l e.

“Hey.” Alec chucks a wadded up piece of paper at Simon’s head.  “You know where my brother is? Jace isn’t answering my texts.” Simon doesn’t look up from his notes, not bothering to dignify that with a response. 

Hey.” Alec says, louder this time, and then he sighs - his put out, why is everyone around me an idiot sigh - and says slowly “Simon, where’s your boyfriend?” 

That gets Simon’s attention. 

“He’s not my boyfriend.” Simon says churlishly, a furious blush creeping up his cheeks as he tries to ignore the traitorous part of his mind that whispers though I wish he was. “And he’s in the library.” 

“How long do we have to keep pretending we don’t know the two of you are dating?” Magnus asks idly, frowning over his final design for his class. They’re sitting around the table in Alec and Jace’s apartment, all of their various notes from various classes scattered over the surface as they put in as much studying as they can before finals start next week. 

“You do understand we’re not dating.” Simon insists. Izzy raises an eyebrow at him. 

“Yeah, he just calls you babe because that’s what bros do, right?” 

“It’s an inside joke.” Simon says. He taps his pen against his notes. “We should all be studying instead of pursuing this false narrative of who I’m dating.” 

“Jace cuddles you during movie night.” Maia says flatly. “That can’t be normal.” 

“He’s touchy.” Simon protests. “He’s like a fucking octopus.” 

“Give it up.” Clary says mildly, scratching something out in the margin of her notes. “Jace brought him flowers once and Simon chalked it up to the flower shop having a discount day.” 

“It’s true.” Simon says, bewildered. Alec’s looking at him like Simon’s grown a third head. 

“You’re absolutely the most obtuse person I’ve ever met.” Alec says. “You two are dating.” 

“No, we’re not.” Simon says, throwing his hands up in the air. The door opens then, and Jace walks in, looking tired as he shrugs his backpack off his shoulder. 

“Group project went late.” He explains as he shrugs off his hoodie and walks over to the table, fluffing up his hair. “I’d like to throw whoever invented assigning random groups into a pit of fire.” He puts a hand on Simon’s shoulder and squeezes as Simon tips his head back and looks at Jace, smiling stupidly at the sight of him. Jace grins, his eyes going soft. 

“Hey, Simon.” He says, and his voice is low and intimate as he ducks down and presses a kiss to the tip of Simon’s nose. “Miss my awe-inspiring presence?” 

“Not even close.” Simon says, laughing. Jace shakes his head and brushes his thumb across the skin of Simon’s neck, and then looks at everyone else. 

“Pizza?” he asks. Simon faces forward again, and looks at Alec’s deeply unimpressed face. 

Without a word, Alec leans over and squeezes his hand on Magnus’ shoulder, looking into his boyfriend’s eyes. 

“Hey, Magnus.” Alec says slowly, his voice as low as Jace’s was when he spoke to Simon. “Pizza?” 

Magnus just smiles at Alec, small and private, and Alec turns slightly to look at Simon. 

“I can’t make my point any clearer.” He says grimly. Simon swallows. 

Yeah, okay, Alec might have a point, but the mass of butterflies suddenly taking up residence in Simon’s stomach are not a good boost of confidence. 

“What?” Jace asks, puzzled. “Am I missing something?” Simon gulps, slowly pushing his chair out and standing. “Simon? Are you okay?” 

Jace is looking at him, concerned - probably because Simon looks like he’s going to throw up - but Simon wordlessly tugs at Jace’s arm until he follows Simon to his bedroom, face creased in worry. 

“You’re worrying me, dude.” He says, and then when Simon shuts the door of Jace’s bedroom - to whoops from Clary and Maia - and thunks his head against the wood frame, he says, softer, “Simon. Babe. What’s wrong?” 

That.” Simon whirls around and points at Jace. “That is what’s wrong!” Jace inhales sharply, his face paling and his eyes widening. 

“You don’t like it.” He says, and his voice is rough. 

“I do.” Simon says, frazzled. “I do, and that’s terrifying. Are we…dating?” 

“No.” Jace says, quickly, and Simon’s heart sinks to his feet like it’s made of stone. “Not…yet?” Jace adds, hopefully, and then he’s stepping forward, his eyes serious. 

“I’ve been told we are.” Simon says, and then he takes a step closer too. “By very reliable sources.” 

“Well we can’t let them down.” Jace says emphatically, and then he’s leaning in and framing Simon’s face with his broad hands, eyelashes fluttering shut as he kisses Simon, lips soft and insistent. Simon feels a swooping feeling begin in his chest and burst outward, his toes curling as he digs his fingers into Jace’s waist and kisses back, light-headed with the unyielding press of Jace’s body. 

“For the record,” Jace adds, breaking the kiss and sliding his hands to Simon’s neck as he presses in closer, walking Simon backwards to the bed, “I was seeing if I could stealth date you until you had to say yes to me, because you were too used to it.” 

“That’s ridiculous.” Simon laughs, trips over his feet as he walks backward, and keeps laughing as Jace steadies him and pushes him onto the bed. “That’s - what the fuck, Jace.” 

Jace shrugs, unrepentant, as he braces one knee on the bed next to Simon and straddles him, his eyes gleaming. “I didn’t say it was a good plan.” He smirks. “You make me stupid, Lewis, what can I say?” 

“You’re unreal.” Simon says, and he pulls Jace forward, both of them smiling helplessly as they kiss. 

Kitsune Kon Digimon Panel Summary

(Picture by Brian Beacock. From left to right- Brian Beacock, Paul St. Peter, Beau Billingslea, Steve Blum, Colleen O’Shaughnessy, Derek Stephen Prince, me)

Hosted Kitsune Kon’s big Digimon panel this morning! Steve Blum’s website filmed parts of it, video of some of it should appear somewhere. Until then, these are the highlights:

  • The whole cast was very appreciative of the way the show talked about real issues like death, bullying, etc. It was heavy stuff for a TV anime, especially at the time.
  • This is the first time and Brian and Steve were on a panel together! “Guilmon” was pestering “Takato” the whole time.
  • Colleen first heard about tri. at a con, the call came much later. The only tri. movie she’s seen is the Confession preview at AX two weeks ago!
  • Beau was surprised to get the call, since Ogremon only grunts a couple times. Paul really likes doing Leomon and appreciated it. Both are uncredited in the DVD curiously.
  • Characters with unified voices like Imperialdramon and Gallantmon were recorded separately. Derek (ExVeemon) had trouble matching Paul (Stingmon)’s pace and tone. 
  • Derek originally only auditioned for Veemon, wanted to try Ken later. One of the real highlights of the panel was Derek talking about about the personal emotion he put into voicing Ken during Wormon’s death.
  • Steve really relates to JP, and Takato was Brian’s first big role- Steve recorded Guilmon’s lines after Brian and thought he was working with an experienced actor!
  • Steve wants to ride around on Riley and Tally’s Hypnos chair.
  • Colleen wished she could have voiced more of the Digimon themselves. One reason she didn’t was Joshua Seth played so many Digimon at first that they scaled back and didn’t have the kids voicing as many of the other characters.
  • The actors are very possessive of their characters, particularly their voices. Paul and Derek were disappointed not to voice Leomon and Beelzemon in Fusion. Brian missed out on voicing Takato in certain places.
    • Paul will not let anyone else do Wormmon. Worm baby is his.
  • They like coming back for additional seasons, although it’s a little unnerving since the cast always changes. At least there’s always a Leomon! Plus all of Paul’s characters seem to die, so he’s used to it.
  • Brian was disappointed Hunters was never dubbed and he didn’t get to voice Takato for it. I showed the clip for them! Derek and Colleen were happy Jeremy and Angie got their Fusion Loaders.
  • Paul/Derek and Brian/Steve managed to do live versions of Imperialdramon and Gallantmon evolution sequences.
  • Nobody is apologizing for the puns in the script. Everyone loves the puns in the script.
  • Showed the second Appmon opening for everybody. Everyone thought it was interesting, particularly incorporating modern concepts, smartphones and AI. Brian wants to be in it really bad!
  • Towards the end, Brian said something about wishing there was more closure for Tamers and I mentioned how there are audio dramas that covered some of this. This led to Colleen reading Sora’s “I’m not interested in younger men” line from Adventure Mini Drama 2.
  • Also screened the dub trailer for Determination and the Japanese trailer for Symbiosis.

Voices overheard-
Derek: Impmon, Digitamamon, Veemon, Imperialdramon
Colleen: Sora
Steve: Guilmon, Flamedramon, Poromon, Kenta, Yamaki, Gallantmon
Beau: Ogremon, Parrotmon
Paul: Leomon, Cherubimon
Brian: Takato, Bokomon, (Data Squad) Agumon

tae-kook-lover  asked:

Number 36 and 37!!💓 Thank youu!😩 I absolutely love you Imagines!! Keep it up author-nim!!💓💓👏🏼

PROMPTS: “I don’t love you anymore.” & “You’re lying”

Member: Namjoon (Rap Monster)



Namjoon and I had been dating for about two years now. I’ve always known that Namjoon is goofy and silly sometimes but also hard -working and driven at others. I know that he hates it when people talk during movies and he would kill for the last slice of pizza. I know all about his quirks, his habits, his likes and dislikes. Even with all of that knowledge, i never once knew that he was capable of cheating on me.

My suspicions didn’t rize until the last few couple of weeks but now, knowing the truth, I should have picked up on the signs months ago. Him slowly distancing himself from me, saying he was under a lot of pressure with school. Him rejecting my calls and texting me instead, excusing his behaviour by saying he was in a busy area.

When he got out of bed one night staying over at my place, to answer a woman’s phone call, my suspicions rose. The sweat prickled on my forehead, the heat rushed to the side of my head. My hairs standing, my ears straining to ear, to catch a glimpse of their conversation.

Namojoon had sworn to me that it was his sister calling from a payphone on her backpacking trip, and I believed him. Until I answered one of the calls months later. Namjoon;s sister had already returned home by then, so who was calling. When I heard the suave, fluid female voice on the phone, terror struck me. I was so scared to have my doubts confirmed. I was scared to lose it all. Lose him.

So here I was, sitting before my boyfriend, about to ask the most useless question I could ask, “Why?”

Namjoon slumped into his chair across from me. He looked tired. As if this conversation was a burden, a waste of time, taking an unnecessary toll on his body. “I don’t love you anymore. I did-”

“You’re lying!” I scream, pushing myself deeper into the back of the loveseat, as if that’ll distance me, seperate me form my own pain. “STOP LYING!”

Namjoon just sighs again. “I did love you Y/N. I do love you, just not in the way I used to. Serene is-” I wince at her name.

“She’s different.” I laugh, a sad manic laugh.

“Different, huh? OK.” I say rolling my eyes.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I’m sorry you had to find out this way. I’m sorry yo-”

I put up my hand and say. “Spare me, Namjoon. I don’t need you’re halfass apologes. I don’t need pity. You don’t love me anymore, I get it. But since I still love you, let me give you some advice. When you fall out of love with Serene ad find someone different, have the balls to break up with her before you stick it.”

I slam Namjoon’s apartment door on the way out, muttering “Have a nice life,” on the way out. It’s the worst day of my life but I know that somehow it’ll be for the best.


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Movie Clichés

Summary: I’m a realist who looks down on movie cliches. Bucky is an optimist who believes in true love. What happens when we make a checklist movie clichés and try to complete all of them in one week? (Modern-Day Alternate Universe)

Author’s Note: I felt like this fanfic was a little too specific to be a general reader, so I wrote it in first-person. I hope you guys like it. Let me know if I should do a part two.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1,122

Originally posted by vibraniumdoll

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And the next question he asked me is, “What are we going to do about the teeth, Dad?” because immediately he started calling me ‘Dad’. Robin as originally written was a little bit older, and he had a set of false teeth, he had dentures.
So I asked Ben, “What do you think we should do about the teeth?” and he says, “Well, I’ve had quite a lot of dental work done, I can give you my dentist’s number and you can call him, and we can set up an appointment and we can have my teeth pulled out.”
So I said, “Okay, what’s your dentist’s number?” And he gave me his dentist’s number, and I took it down, I called his dentist. About a week later, I had Ben Mendelsohn’s dental records in my possession - to give you an idea of the insanity in which you go through making a movie, or at least I go through making a movie. I kind of lost a little bit of grip of my judgement there.
Thankfully I had good producers to not let me have Ben Mendelsohn’s teeth pulled out for the movie. Both Ben and I were… we couldn’t understand why we couldn’t have his teeth pulled out. I do have to say - a day before production started, I was sitting by a fruit stand with Ben Mendelsohn and we were eating peaches, they weren’t the ripest peaches. But I remember watching Ben eat those peaches and seeing the juice drip down his chin, thinking to myself, I’m very happy that I didn’t have Ben get his teeth pulled out for the movie.

- Derek Cianfrance, The Place Beyond the Pines commentary

Make Sure To Be Bored More Often ~ Harry Styles Smut

Warning Smut

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You were bored.  Beyond bored you were so close to going out of your mind.  Harry had just come back from a meeting which he had been at all day while you lay there watching reruns of Once Upon a Time, which has been your addiction since Harry had come back from America and had introduced you to it.  The whole fact it was based off Disney characters and other fictional childhood favourites made your day.  But, again after watching 10 episodes none stop even this began to bore you.  So, an idea came to your mind.  Harry’s fans adored you considering you were the only girl out there that had not broken his heart or used him for fame like a lot of his past girlfriends.  Following this you had a few followers of your own which lead to you doing what you did next.

It was 9 in the afternoon and considering Harry was in the bath relaxing after the day he’s had you decided open yourself to have a live stream.  Thinking that the fans would be able to keep you company while your boyfriend was busy was probably the best idea you had, had.  So, tweeting out on your phone that you were going to have a livestream in 10 minutes you then made your way up to your bedroom to get your laptop and set it up on your counter in the kitchen. Loading up twitter your livestream began and quickly your views went into the thousands.  

“Hi everyone” you laughed as the views increased every second.  “Okay I am going to try my best to look at everything you are sending to me but this is going a lot faster than I thought it would so it may take me some time, and I am sorry if I do not read your question as there are a lot of you.”  You hated letting them down, knowing that you used to be exactly like them when their tweet may not get answered by their favourite.  “Ah okay I have a question here from Alexa.  Lovely name by the way!  How’s your day been?”  you read out what was tweeted to you seconds ago.  “I am doing very well thank you just waiting for Harry to finish up in the bathroom so we can watch a movie, tonight we have decided on Space Between Us, my friends will not shut up about it so I think it’s time for me to finally give in and watch it.  Of course, I am dragging Harry into watching with me!”  Your happiness grew by the second, and honestly you were so glad that you had decided to do this.

Around an hour had passed and you decided to end the stream and go and check where Harry was you were beginning to miss him. “Okay guys, I think this is going to be the end of the live stream.  Thank you so much for tuning in and I hope you have a lovely night and I will hopefully do another one of these again soon with Harry maybe next time.  Good Night guys.”  You smiled at the camera before ending the livestream all together and turning your laptop off.  Just as you were about to call Harry’s name he came down the stairs with a few blankets and the movie you brought earlier this week.  As soon as he saw you his face lit up like it always did when he looked at you.

“Loved the live stream babe” Harry said while coming over to you and giving you a peck on the lips.  

“You watched, you could have come down and joined in.  You should have seen how many people thought I was joking when I said I was living with you. Next well have people saying were broken up” I joked even though I know there will be at least one person who says that.

“Sure, they will baby girl.  Anyway, will join you next time I was just taking care of something that would not be very PG for the livestream” Harry winked at you while his hand was down his joggers indicating to you what he meant.  You almost chocked on your own spit when that came out of his mouth.  You were slightly annoyed though it had been weeks since you two had had sex considering how busy he has been with his album, then interviews and traveling around American for a brief time.  This then meaning by the time he got home he was too tiered or “we’ll have sex tomorrow I swear” which never came.  But, you just rolled your eyes.  You needed tonight to be the night that the dry spell ended finally.  But, he was not going to get it that easily, of course a little teasing had to be in play.  

So, you went and got everything organised for tonight you put the pillows where you live them and what would be best comfortable for you and Harry and then got the blankets.  You hated England weather ever since Harry had come back from LA and had told you how perfect it was there.  It had been so hot the past few days, you literally could not sleep without a fan, now I had to go out with a coat on because it was too cold out.  How that happened i will never know.

You then went and put in the movie, you were so excited about watching this movie.  You had seen the trailer and almost cried from just that now having the movie you made sure to stock up on tissues.  You made yourself comfortable and then Harry made his way into the living room with just his joggers on.  How is this boy walking round like that when its 6 degrees out I will never know, but you were not going to complain?  He made his way to you so you could snuggle into him when you watch the movie. This was the one thing you loved most about watching movies with Harry and that was just being able to have him there to hold and having him stroke your back was pure bliss.

The movie was around half way through when you started your master plan, you were loving this movie so far but having Harry next to you shirtless was enough to drive any girl insane.  “Babe I am just going to go and get changed I am a little too warm in my jumper” you said innocently messing with your jumper sleeves trying to act as though you were too warm.  

“Do you want me to pause it?”  Harry asked as you made your way out of the room and towards your shared bedroom.  

“No, its fine ill only be a second” you admitted while rushing off to get changed into something you knew would fluster Harry just the slightest.  You did not want this to make him want to rip your clothes off but you also did not want him not to be a little flustered.  You changed your jumper for a tank top and made sure to take your bra off so your boobs were fully ready to be exposed and correct by Harry’s tender touch. You then put on some female boxer briefs so they were a little shorter than your PJ shorts and they made your bum look incredible.  You made your way back into the living room making sure to bend over just before you sat down to pick your phone up off the table, this receiving a sigh from behind you.  

You then straddled over Harry to get over your side of the sofa. “What are you doing Y/N, how can it take you this long to get back next to me” Harry began to stretch out as soon as you lay down again making sure to have your boobs level with his face.  

“I was just getting something sorry for taking so long” you rolled your eyes at this knowing full well Harry hated when you did not take him seriously sometimes.  His eyes looked you up and down before coughing and looking back at the movie.  You knew you were affecting him slightly and this made you so happy.  You subconsciously started to stroke up and down Harry’s chest while watching the movie, you knew he liked you doing this and you also knew it gave you a chance to accidently knock your hand over the waist band of his sweats and ‘accidently’ knock his dick.

Harry then turned around and snuggled into your neck, you checked the time to see that it was already 11 at night.  Knowing Harry was likely to be becoming sleepy you pushed his head up to meet your face.  “Y/N can we watch this movie tomorrow I want to sleep” Harry sighed.  Before he had chance to open his eyes you quickly planted your lips onto him feeling him groan underneath you.  The kiss turned heated a lot quicker than you expected and you pushed him sideward to that you could straddle him.  His eyes lighting up at the sight of you.  “Well it seems like I am no longer as tiered as I thought I was” you laughed at his comment become going down to kiss along his jaw while also grinding on him.  All you heard were curse words coming from Harry’s mouth which made you even more wet than you already were.

Harry’s hands began roaming your body and he began to pull off your boxer shorts.  This made you stop what you were doing to stop him.  “No Harry, you made me wait weeks for this so that means you will be waiting a little longer to see what I have.” You smirked loving being in control for once.  All he could do in return was groan as he was in pure bliss knowing that after so long this was finally going to happen.  You kissed your way down his chest slowly down to his ever-growing erection.  You slowly pushed down his sweats and began licking up his shaft.  You then began to push him into your mouth as much as you could, making sure to use your hand on what you could not fit in your mouth.

“Fuck Y/N this feels so good I have missed your mouth so much baby girl” he said while you bobbed your head quickly up and down his shaft.  You loved pleasing him but once he came in your mouth and he came down from his high, you decided to let him take control.  You enjoyed it when he did all the effort just to make you feel good and he hated to admit it but he loved being dominant and having you be a whimpering mess underneath him.  He quickly flipped you onto your back and pumped himself a few times to make himself hard again, “Y/N I fucking love you” he said with a groan as he made his way into you with a groan.  He began slow, making sure you felt every part of him, then he did what you loved most. He quickened the pace and began slamming into you.  

All that was heard throughout the room was moaning and slapping of skin to skin as he pounded into you with all his might.  “Ah fuck Harry that feels so good” you shouted as he pulled your legs up to his shoulders knowing you were both close.  He began to do a figure of eight in your clit so that you would follow him in your climax.  

“I am close too baby” Harry whimpered as he pounded into you the last few times you both got overcome with ecstasy.  Harry pulled out of you as you adjusted with the feeling of not having him inside of you, and you both came down from your highs.  “That was fucking amazing” Harry sighed as you looked over to him with a smile.

“Tell me about it”

“Make sure to be bored more often” Harry laughed as you lay down to watch the final scenes of the movie.

Jeremy Heere x Reader + first date
- he asked you out to a movie
- he’s so anxious to do anything romantic without the squip and his palms are sweaty
- he calls Michael for a pep talk
- “If you don’t show up you’ll probably die alone.”
“Thanks asshole.”
“Just doin’ my job.”
- he shows up in a white button up shirt with a navy blue tie
- and jeans because he didn’t want to be too dressed up
- you open the door and his jaw drops
- “You look… Holy shit.”
“You look pretty sharp yourself, Heere.”
- Jeremy drives
- he made a CD just for that date and hopes you don’t notice
- you notice
- but you don’t say anything because it’s the cutest thing
- when he gets out he runs to open your door for you
- what a gentleman
- he pays for tickets and refreshments
- you share a bowl of popcorn
- when the Coke commercial where the couple who would live happily ever after are on their first date at the movies comes on, he gets all flustered
- he puts his arm around you
- you rest your head on his shoulder even though it’s bony as fuck
- he pulls you closer at a jumpscare
- on the drive home, you both talk about how great the movie was
- “I had a great time tonight, Jeremy.”
“We should do this again next week, or whenever’s good for you or-”
“Next week’s fine.”
- you kiss him goodnight and he has to lean down so far
- after you close the door you can hear him yell “YES!” and he does that fist pump thing
- he calls Michael on his way home
- “I might not die alone!”

alliemackenzie28  asked:

Lance with a really high fever. Bonus points for: being confused and scared by a necessary treatment, getting carried or dragged, fainting, shaking/trembling, slowly becoming incoherent during a conversation.

I’m combining this one with @wonderingwhereileftreality‘s suggestion:  “ (i’m a multishipper in a shance mood) Lance overworks himself trying to catch up with everyone else (Bonus points if he’s secretly wants the praise of a certain sexy Space Dad) and Shiro finds him and takes care of him because “I care about your you, Lance!" 

I hope it’s okay!!!

It was movie night for the Paladins. Lance had instigated it, which is why Keith didn’t understand why he was being so moody now. 

“You got to watch your film last week; it’s my turn to choose, so stop pouting,” Pidge chastised. Lance looked up blearily, as if his mind hadn’t been anywhere near the topic of movie night or Pidge’s (admittedly, gorier than anyone cared for) film tastes. 

“What are you waiting for; press play,” Lance instructed softly. He seemed almost asleep. His head kept falling toward Hunk’s shoulder even through just the opening credits, and by the time the actual film had started, he was out cold in the yellow paladin’s lap.

“What’s with him?” Keith whispered to Hunk.

“Shh,” Pidge shushed. “This part’s important.” She seemed upset when she turned around to see that Lance had fallen asleep. “Hey,” she said, indignant, “I stayed awake through your crummy cowboy movie; you don’t get to doze off through my choice.” She kicked him lightly from her place on the ground, and he startled awake. 

“S’goin’ on?” Lance asked blearily, blinking heavily. 

“You fell asleep,” Shiro replied.

“Oh, sorry, Pidge,” Lance apologized sheepishly. She nodded and turned her attention back to the screen, but Shiro didn’t take his eyes away from Lance. The blue paladin rubbed his face tiredly and pulled his jacket tighter around his torso. Shiro himself was a little warm in the heat of the crowded common room, so he pulled off his hoodie and tossed it to Lance. 

“You can borrow it,” he whispered, and Lance looked grateful. 

The truth was, Lance was exhausted. He’d created Paladin Family Movie Night™ before things had gotten so real. Now that he spent most of his nights awake, worrying about comparing with the other paladins, worrying about what might happen if he couldn’t compare with the other paladins–well, he usually woke up in the middle of the night and found that he couldn’t fall back asleep unless he got up and trained. So he spent most nights sparring a punching bag instead of sleeping, and most of his sleep was spent thinking about how he should be sparring a punching bag. 

It wasn’t Shiro’s fault. Not in the slightest; in fact, the opposite. No one had ever made Lance feel more important or worthy than Takeshi Shiro. And that’s why he had to do this for him. He would become the best he could be, for Shiro’s sake.

Lance dozed for most of the movie. He’d managed to keep his eyes more or less open through most of it, but his focus was bleary and warm. It came as a genuine shock when the film ended and the rest of the paladins sat, looking quite pale and queasy, and Pidge asking them excitedly what they thought of it. 

“It was… graphic,” Shiro said. “Lots of blood.”

“It was Hershey’s syrup!” Pidge gushed, “but you can’t even tell because it’s black and white!”

“The plot was lacking,” Hunk offered, “but I liked that they didn’t kill the dog.”

“The special effects were awful,” Keith commented. Pidge’s face fell, realizing that they had not liked her film choices at all.

“What did you think, Lance?” Pidge asked. 

Lance stirred and looked at Pidge, blinking confusedly with his teeth chattering. “Super good,” he sort of shot in the dark, having missed the whole thing. He guessed that was the right answer, because she looked excited.

“At least Lance knows quality films when he sees them,” she boasted. 

“Next week, it’s my turn,” Shiro said uncertainly, “But I don’t know what to choose. I haven’t seen a lot of movies. Lance,” he called, trying to perk the sleepy paladin up and get him involved in what used to be his favorite part of the week, “What’s your favorite movie?”

Lance looked confused and muttered something under his breath.

“I didn’t quite catch that,” Shiro informed. Lance just shook his head and buried his face deeper into Hunk’s shoulder.

“M’too tired to watch another,” he moaned, “I’m sorry.” He sounded way more upset than he should be for just thinking about movie choices.

“Lance? Are you feeling okay?” Shiro asked. The boy’s teeth were still chattering despite wearing Shiro’s too-big hoodie, and he hadn’t taken his face out from the crack between Hunk’s arm and the back of the sofa. 

Lance muttered something about being fine, tired. 

“Something’s not right,” Shiro observed. “He’s been off all evening.”

Hunk pried Lance’s face away from the couch and tried to get him to sit upright, but Lance’s body was limp and hot. He dind’t want to cooperate.

Shiro took Lance’s face between his hands and was alarmed by the heat radiating from his skin. “Keith, find a thermometer,” he instructed, “he’s got a fever.” Lance stirred a bit to look at Shiro’s face.

“Don’t be mad,” Lance pleaded. Shiro’s heart broke.

“Why would I be mad at you?” he asked gently.Lance knew that he was only so ill now because he’d been running himself into the ground, but his fevered brain didn’t understand that Shiro wasn’t following.

“S’my fault,” he replied. “I ruined movie night, and m’not even a better fighter than I was before,” he muttered. 

“What are you talking about, Lance?” Shiro asked desperately.

Keith returned with the thermometer. “Coran said you have to swipe it across his forehead,” Keith explained. 

“Okay, Lance, I’m going to take your temperature,” Shiro said patiently. Lance flinched away from the thermometer as it approached his face, but Shiro had his flesh hand securely around Lance’s neck and it made him feel safer. The machine beeped and Shiro cursed. 

“He’s got a fever of 104.2,” Shiro informed, “This isn’t something he can just rest off.”

“He sat through the whole movie like that?” Pidge asked. “And we didn’t notice?”

Shiro supported Lance’s back as he helped him sit up. “Hey, buddy; you’re sick. Did you know that?” It was entirely possible, he thought, that maybe the bug had struck so suddenly that Lance hadn’t even had time to register what happened. 

“Yeah,” Lance admitted, “M’sorry.” 

“Don’t apologize,” Shiro scolded. 

“You’re mad.”

“I’m not mad, just worried. I care about you,” he explained, “And I don’t want to see you sacrificing just because you think other people expect it.” 

Lance nodded.

“We should get him to the med bay,” Shiro announced, and the rest of the group, quietly and guiltily, carried him there.

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That weekend, Will received a message that caught him off guard. He had been so focused on his conversation with Nico throughout the week that he’d forgotten about Joey. At least until his name lit up his phone screen.

Movie tonight? I can pick you up?

The message made Will feel guilty and uncertain. A week ago, the idea of going on a date was exciting and even a relief. At the time there was no possibility of one day getting back together with Nico. There was no urge to spend every waking moment texting him and smiling over stupid messages throughout the night until Cecil threw a pillow at him and told him to at least silence the phone.

A week ago, he’d wanted nothing more than to tear Nico out of his heart. He would’ve agreed to the date without mulling it over so much.

Now, though, he wasn’t so sure. Going on a date now would feel wrong. In the back of his mind, he would feel guilty because of Nico. Because Nico was trying so hard to be better. He was trying hard to be Will’s friend again. And Will didn’t want to repay it by going on a date behind his back.

Instead of answering, he called Joey and hoped to find a way out of the date without necessarily having to explain his entire situation.

“Hey there, doc,” Joey greeted.

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Meet the Ackles - Part Three

Aesthetic by @whatthecastiel

Part One | Part Two

Pairing: Eventual Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Uhhhh… none? 

Words: 1.8k

Summary:  Reader is an actress on the show Supernatural, and is attending a convention in Houston, when she misses her flight back home, and ends up stranded in Texas. Her Co-Star, Jensen Ackles, being the gentleman he is, offers to let her stay with him and his family in Dallas. Y/N and Jensen are barely work friends, let alone close enough spend a week together at Jensen’s childhood home. Seeing Jensen with his family might just change how the reader feels about her “just on screen” love interest.

A/N: Ayyeee part three! If any of you would like to be tagged in the future just shoot me an ask! I will be making a series master list soon!

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Pizza, Math Homework and The Empire Strikes Back

Summary: It’s just another Friday night with your best friend

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Rating: PG-13 ( mild language, kissing)

Originally posted by mrs-tomholland

Another school week had come to an end, and you were on your way to Peter’s place as per usual. You two had been best friends since grade school and grew even closer during freshman year. Although you’d never admit it, you found yourself crushing on him pretty hard. His laugh gave you butterflies and his smile could light up a room. But your friendship simply meant too much, so you stifled your feelings as best you could. A honk snapped you out of your thoughts. Ambling across the city’s intersections in your baggy work uniform and backpack slung lazily over one shoulder, your body and mind were tired from your busy day to day life. However, your mood lightened as you neared your best friend’s apartment. Climbing the stairs in the complex, you felt your worries melt away. As you arrived, you didn’t even get the chance to knock as the door swung open, and a smiling Aunt May stood on the other side. The familiar scent of hazelnuts and vanilla flooded your lungs and you smiled at the upbeat music that spilled from the cozy loft. 

“ Y/N! It’s so good to see you, darlin! How’ve you been?” She sung as she pulled you into her arms.

“ It’s been a long week, for sure, but nothing a hug from you can’t fix.” You chimed, relaxing in her embrace.

Both of you laughed happily as you broke away from each other. Holding you at arms length, she cheerfully said, “ Peter’s in his room! I ordered a large pepperoni that should be here soon, and picked up a few movies for you guys to chose from.”

“ You’re the best, Aunt May! Thank you!” You called over your shoulder as you padded to Peter’s door.

Just as you raised your hand towards the knob, the door opened and Peter leaned against the door frame, a giddy smile plastered on his face.

“ What’s the password?”

He inquired, quirking an eyebrow mischievously at you. Your heart skipped a beat. Rolling your eyes, you replied in false exasperation, a smile spreading on your face nonetheless “ I’m one with the force, the force is with me.” 

“ That is correct!” Peter chuckled as he stepped back, gesturing for you to enter. Shaking your head and smirking, you plopped down on his bed, tossing your book-bag into the corner. You sighed, covering your flushed face with your hands. You felt the bed sink in beside you.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?”

Peter asked, cocking his head to the side to peer at you, concern swirling in his auburn eyes. You peeked at him through your fingers and quickly shook your head, flopping backwards.

“ Aw, come on. Is someone a little angry from work?” He teased, starting to tickle your sides. You couldn’t help but smile as you playfully batted his hands away, sitting up and facing him.

“ It’s just been a long week, Pete. I’m okay, I promise.” He smiled softly at you, pushing some stray hair behind your ear. Blush rose to your cheeks, and your darted your gaze away from him.

“ Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?” He asked, that sweet grin still playing on his lips. You thought for a second, then nodded. “ You can let me borrow some PJs because I forgot mine!” Your request made him laugh, and he quickly sprung off the bed and started to rummage through his closet.

You took the opportunity to dig your calculus homework out of your backpack and start solving the equations, kicking off your shoes in the process. Tying your hair up in a messy ponytail, you had hardly noticed that Peter had stopped searching in his closet. 

“ Is this okay?” He asked timidly, holding up a pair of grey joggers and a graphic tee shirt with a depiction of The Empire Strikes Back on it. You smiled up at him, nodding. “ That’s awesome! Thanks Peter.” He strolled over to you and handed you the clothing. ‘” I’m gonna go see if Aunt May needs anything, you can change in here if you like!” He piped before leaving his bedroom and quietly closing the door. As you slipped on his clothes, you felt the butterflies stir inside your chest. The fabric smelled of Peter, and you couldn’t help but smile. 

A few hours and a whole pizza later, you and Peter were in the middle of a pretty intense round of truth or dare. So far, he had yelled the lyrics to ‘My Heart Will Go On’ to the nearby traffic, done a back flip off of his bed and attempted to read a passage of Shakespeare backwards. You had taken truth for the most part, so your pride was still in tact.

“ Okay, truth or dare, Y/N?”

Peter asked, wiggling his eyebrows at you, causing you to giggle. 

“ I’ll have to go with dare!”

He gasped in exaggerated shock. You punched him lightly in the arm. He stuck his tongue out at you in return. 

“ I dare you to tell me who your crush is!”

Peter said, still smiling. Little did he know that your blood had gone cold. Your eyes widened and a blush crept from your chest to your cheeks. 

“ Y-you would make fun of me if I did…”

Your hesitated, still trying to keep your composure. He only rolled his eyes and nudged you playfully. 

“ C’mon, Y/N. It’s just me! You know you can tell me anything. And I probably would be fine with whoever it is… as long as it’s not Flash. That kid is just a douche.”

Peter smiled at you, and you felt tears begin to well up in your eyes. 

“ Peter, please… I-I can’t tell you.”

Your voice was shaking, and you didn’t know how much longer you could keep yourself together. 

“ Y/N? Are you okay?”

He scooted closer to you, wrapping an arm around you as he pulled you to his chest. Hot tears began to roll down your flushed cheeks and you bit your lip to keep it from quivering.

“ Hey… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

Peter lifted your chin and wiped away your tears. Remorse laid heavily on his face as his eyes searched yours for an answer to your sudden breakdown. You closed your eyes for a moment and made up your mind. In one swift motion, you leaned up and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Pulling away, you tried to read his face. His eyes fluttered open and he beamed at you. 

“ Y/N, I had no idea you felt the same! Holy shit! I wish I had told you earlier but Ned said that I shoul-” You cut him off with another kiss and this time, he cupped your face in his hands and deepened it. 

Sunlight bathed Peter’s bedroom as morning rolled around. You rolled on your side, facing the space next to the bed where he had slept, only to find that he wasn’t there. Sitting up, you almost called out to him but before you could, Peter arrived at his door frame with a coffee mug in each hand. He smiled gingerly at you before padding over and handing you a mug. 

“ It’s your favorite.”

His voice was soft with sleep but his eyes shone as brightly as the sun. You grinned, patting the place beside you on his bed. He nuzzled the crook of your neck and you place a light kiss on his forehead.

“ I have a question. Well, two, actually.” You whispered, gazing happily at Peter. He nodded while taking a sip of his coffee, indicating for you to continue. 

“ The more important one first; are we an item now? Like, do I have to start calling you ‘babe’ or somethin?” He chuckled at this, still keeping his voice low. 

“ You can call me whatever you like. And yeah, I’d say that we are.”

The two of you shared a sweet smile, and you laced your fingers with his. 

“ Second question; can I keep this shirt? It’s kinda grown on me.”

Peter laughed before giving you a small but loving kiss. 

“ Anything that’s mine is yours, Y/N.”


so, I’m doing some British press for my upcoming London super comicon appearance in August and one of the requests was from one of my favorite magazines TOTAL FILM. I love this magazine. I love all British film magazines.

 I was so happy to hear from them. They have this page called MY LIFE IN MOVIES and I have to answer the following and because it’s consuming my entire week I thought you nerds would like to go through the suffering of having to answer these questions for yourselves…

The First Movie I Ever Saw

The Movie That Always Makes Me Cry

The Movie That Everyone Loves But I Hate

The Movie That Everyone Hates But I Love

My Desert Island Movie

The Movie I Love But No One’s Heard Of

The Movie That Scares Me The Most

The Movie I Should Have Starred In

The Remake I’d Like To See

The Last Film I Watched On A Plane

The Best Comic Book Movie

sexshark  asked:

lena befriends reign because kara is too busy spending all her time with mon-el and she meets reign's daughter. wanting to be cool, she makes jess the secretary download every single popular disney channel show and movie along with nick and suddenly lena is chilling with ruby, talking about characters and planning trips to disneyland and finding ways for ruby to meet all her faves and reign is like damn son gonna marry lena cause she's the best other mom and now ruby has two moms.

lena totally ends up accidentally becoming the kid’s other mom and she doesn’t even realize until ruby is calling her mama and she starts crying on the spot & reign is totally like, “i can’t believe this”.

suddenly all three of them are spending a lot of time together during the week days and going to the park on sunday mornings so ruby can play around, while saturdays are days for movies and ice cream.

and as said by beyonce, if you like then you should put a ring on it………

all the while, jess is just watching everything and fondly rolling her eyes

Cuddles and Snuggles




The Awkward Angel.

That’s what Dean called him.

But you found the awkwardness endearing, adorable. The confused looks Cas would get made your heart flutter. Watching him try to master human actions made you smile.

And when he approached you with a bouquet of roses, insisting that Dean had told him it was how one could show affection, you felt like your heart was going to explode.

“Thank you, Cas,” you said, lifting the flowers to your nose. “They’re lovely.”

“I…” Cas shifted on his feet. “I’m not sure what we do now.”

“Well…. Now we should plan a date.”

“A date?”

You nodded. “Dinner and a movie? Later this week?”

“That sounds… enjoyable.”

So a few days later, you and Cas went to dinner and a movie. He didn’t eat much and he seemed rather confused by the movie, but there was still a small smile plastered on his face throughout the evening.

During the movie, you took the initiative and slipped your hand into Cas’. He looked down in surprise, his fingers stiff in your grasp. But you held on, enjoying the feeling of his palm against yours.


It took nearly two months for Cas to kiss you.

You’d pressed kisses to his cheeks before, but he never initiated any sort of romantic physical gesture. His kiss was oddly stiff, as though he didn’t know exactly how to hold his lips. But you pressed yours against his, realizing that Cas’ lips were the softest you’d ever felt.

The two-month mark was also a large change in your relationship for another reason; it was the first night you’d asked Cas to stay with you.

“Very well,” he said, pulling your desk chair over and sitting near your bed.

“No, Cas,” you said with a small laugh. “I meant in the bed with me.”

“Oh.” Cas’ brow creased. “You… mean to have….”

“No,” you shook your head. Sex was far from your mind—it didn’t really appeal to you and you knew it made the angel uncomfortable. “No, Cas. I just… want to snuggle with you.”

“Snuggle,” the angel said slowly as if weighing the word in his mouth.

You suddenly felt very foolish. Cas obviously didn’t understand and you’d put him on the spot and now there was an awkward tension in the room and he would probably break up with you for being so awkward and—

Your thoughts were interrupted by Cas slipping into the bed next to you.


He gave you a small smile. “I… this snuggle concept is strange to me…. How does one…”

You immediately wrapped your arms around Cas’ torso, burying your nose in the soft fabric of his shirt. Castiel carefully wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

“Is this… enjoyable?”

“It’s lovely, Cas.” You looked up at him. “Do you like it?”

“It’s… pleasant.”

“Are you sure?” You pulled back slightly. “If you’re not comfortable, we can… I can…”

“No, no,” Cas assured you, pulling you back into his chest. “I rather like spending time with you like this. You… you are very warm and smell nice.”

You giggled. “You, too, Cas.”

We Can Feel So Far (From So Close) (2/2)

Waiting until your best friend left for a cross country tour was a fine time to realize you’re in love with him. Captain Swan.

Almost 3 months after posting the first part of this story, I’m finally here to finish it off. Believe me when I say I wasn’t planning to take so long, but a rough semester of school kept me from doing as much work on this as I wanted to. I didn’t think I’d be posting this today since this morning it wasn’t even finished, but somehow or another my heartbreak over Jen announcing her exit from OUAT caused me to throw myself into this. (I’ll be completely honest, the only time I haven’t been bawling my eyes out today is while I’ve been writing.) Also, a big thank you to everyone who have read and reviewed this story so far. You honestly don’t know how much the kind messages and reviews have meant to me over the past few months. I hope you enjoy the final part of this two shot as much as I enjoyed creating it. <3  

Part 1 | Rated T | Word count: 9,529 |Also on AO3 and

You could blame it on Neal, on her wavering self-esteem, or on a number of different things she’d been forced to deal with during her nearly twenty-eight years of life so far. Either way, Emma found it nearly impossible to believe that Killian could somehow be in love with her.

If anything, he probably viewed her as the sister he never had. And she’d seen enough movies and TV shows to know how situations like hers typically ended: awkwardly. It was just best all around if she kept all of this hidden, and hoped she would be able to act somewhat normally around Killian when he came back from the West Coast. (This causes her to wonder, not for the first time, if he’ll even be back for long at all once the tour is over with. It’s not likely that he’ll want to stay in Boston and work at the bar again when he’s guaranteed to have dozens of opportunities thrust at him.)

Their next Skype call takes place two weeks later on a Saturday afternoon (morning for him) when he’s in San Francisco, taking advantage of the wi-fi at a cafe near his hotel. Emma tells him he looks like something out of a movie, the outline of the Golden Gate Bridge even visible from a distance behind him. “I feel like you should be writing me a love letter or something with dramatic music playing in the background,” she tells him while she finishes off her second plate of pancakes. She quickly regrets the “love letter” part, and hopes he doesn’t read too much into those particular words.  

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