two of the biggest dorks and best friends of the whole game

Day6: best friend Brian

• meeting each other at uni bc you were both the two odd ones out
• you’d notice how he had lots of friends here and there, but never really hung out w/ them outside his schedule
• he’d usually be walking around with a guitar slung around his shoulder every weekend
• one time you ran into his back and almost broke the guitar in half, and if looks can kill……………
• but he’s really chill tho, bc he realized you didn’t do it on purpose so he’s like “it’s all good, I think it was my bad actually”
• but yall exchanged smiles every now and then during your shared classes
• and not really talking to each other until he finds you struggling with this English paper, and he’s like “bruh me too………you wanna help me w/ this paper and I can help you out w/ math???”
• you wouldn’t figure out how tf he knew you were struggling at math, but you wouldn’t be complaining tbfh
• so yall would tutor each other for weeks on end, eating nothing but *healthy* junk food, Ramen, and coffee
• but one day it’s like he disappeared from the face of the earth when he was gone for almost 6 months
• you didn’t really ask anyone bc it’s not like you knew him like that anyway ??? But it was still weird
• when he finally returned, you’d be all “???” And he’s all “….???? I was recording w/ the boys :’)”
• aaaaaand, fast forward to today……….where you’re basically his biggest fan / hype man / bestie / the person who saves his butt every time he didn’t do his hw
• he’d actually introduce you to the guys really quickly, one day when they flew in to visit him at campus
• “ahh, so THESE are the dorks that you hang out with when you’re not here……..I thought I was missing out lmao” *jae chokes* “wow I like her”
• lots of days spent in the dorms doing nothing but playing video games and binge eating ice cream
• he really is a life savior when it comes to difficult subjects that you’re struggling with
• he’s just really lazy to do his work sometimes so he’d always ask you to help wow
• you encouraging him to perform during events at the campus, and when he does it’s like dang!!!!!! I’m his biggest fan that’s my boi!!!!!!!!!!!
• you embarrassing each other so often that people start avoiding yall
• literally everyone thinking that you’re dating, bc the amount of skinship is bordering on cringy relationship levels
• piggyback rides are your preferred transportation methods
• him coming up with dumb af nicknames to call you when your crushes are around ffs
• him laughing like crazy bc you’re blushing like crazy
• having a cute handshake that only 10 year olds would dream of having aww
• both of yall trolling jae on his twitter and him getting yall back w/ some shady ass tweets
• feat. Jae dragging poor Dowoon into it as well
• knowing how to get on his nerves “hey, young k!!!!!!! wassup youngin”
• one time he didn’t speak to you for a month bc you told the waiter it was Brian’s birthday, so the whole restaurant sang and made a fuss over him
• “is2g we’ll never speak if you do that again ;(((((”
• being really happy to see him after months of him recording and touring
• and him probably bringing back lots of presents bc no matter how embarrassing and teasing he is, Brian would still spoil his bestie 💜

Originally posted by strawberryboo

Only friendship? Chris Evans x reader 3/?

Summary: You and Chris have been best friends for years now but what happens if someone catches feelings? Will it destroy your friendship and what is going to happen to your 3 year old daughter?

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader 

Warnings: There is nothing more beautiful than fluffy Chris so here he is. Next chapter will contain a few more warnings but you´ll see :)

Part 1 Part 2 

Originally posted by sobpalavras

“I´ve got a call from the estate agent and he said me and Darcy can move into the house after we´ve finished Infinity War.” You said as you and Chris were sitting on a bench in front of a playground while Darcy was being her toddler self simply running around and having fun. 

“Really? This is amazing are you going to do it?” Chris looked at you and saw the soft smile on your lips, as you breathed out deeply so that your shoulders dropped before you turned to the side so that you were facing him. “Seward and New York..quite a distance I don´t know if this is really something I want Darcy going through. She would miss my parents, her uncles and aunts and especially you Chris.” 

“Only Darcy would miss me?” Chris asked with a grin as you softly punched his shoulder which caused him to laugh. “I would miss you the most you dork.” You scooted closer and hugged his left arm so that you could put your head on his shoulder. 

“I want you to be happy Y/N. How long do we know each other now? Enough for me to know that one of your biggest dreams is a lake house somewhere in Alaska. There is always someone going to be unhappy with the decisions you make but you have to think of you first. Darcy is a brave little girl and I think some distance from all the publicity would be good for her.” 

You lifted your head and stared at Chris being surprised how much he cared for you. Of course you were best friends and this was a normal reaction but for some reason it was different this time. He was right this was your dream for so many years now and you can´t please anyone but simply looking at Chris made you feel sad and guilty only thinking about leaving him here and probably seeing him less than once a month. 

Both of your thoughts were interrupted by Darcy who ran towards the two of you and threw a bunch of leaves right into both of your faces. “Ohh you little rascal causing trouble again huh? Well wait till I catch you!” Chris exclaimed between giggles as Darcy screamed and ran away, Chris right behind her. 

You were watching them while removing the leaves from your coat, a soft smile forming on your lips. How can one single man be such a pure soul? There are no other words than “angel like” that could describe Christopher Robert Evans better than that. As both of them suddenly were no where to be seen you wanted to look around and suddenly felt  more leaves being thrown onto your head covering you completely. 

Turning around you saw Chris holding Darcy in his arms both pointing at each other trying to blame the other but judging by Chris dorky grin you knew that it could only be him. “Princess I think I have to run for my life or your mummy´s revenge will get me.” 

“Oh right you should.” Chris put Darcy onto the bench and started to run with you right behind him. Sure he was way faster than you but all of the adrenaline in your body allowed you to run a pace to easily keep up with him. 



Both of you kept running as the energy left you and you had to stop to take a deep breath. “They definitely picked the right person to play Captain America.” You said breathing heavily as Chris jogged over to you and you took the opportunity and jumped into his arms causing both of you to fall back onto the floor with you laying on top of him. 

“That was unexpected.”

“Oh really? Take that Evans!” You sat up and grabbed a bunch of leaves, throwing and smearing them all over his face. “No. Stop! Stop!” You continued and all of the sudden he grabbed your arms and turned you around so that he was the one straddling you.

“Yes of course let´s play this game unfair.” Chris laughed as you tried to wiggle out of his grip so he simply took your arms and placed them above your head, his face only inches away from his. His hot breath was touching your skin and it was like the world was completely still for a moment until s certain toddler jumped on top of you both. 

“Chris is too strong for you mummy.” She touched Chris arm causing you and Chris to laugh. “Well maybe we should get something to eat to make me strong. What do you think about that?”

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I had so much fun drawing the entire Dash family! I apologize, though, if some of the colors are a bit off, especially for Windy Whistles. Ah well. :’3


Determined to write her a report on her hero, Scootaloo finds a way up to Rainbow Dash’s hometown of Cloudsdale to do some research. There, she comes across none other than Rainbow’s parents: Bow Hothoof and Windy Whistles! Through the young filly, the couple are stunned to hear that their daughter has achieved her lifetime dream of becoming a Wonderbolt. With Scootaloo in tow, they waste no time in heading out to cheer Rainbow Dash on in every little thing she does. As supportive and loving as they are, Hothoof and Whistles are a bit too exuberant in their praises – to the point where poor Rainbow Dash is left completely humiliated and reluctant to have them around.

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FFXV : Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader " Can you handle me"

I haven’t written or drawn in ages, but i finished it this yay!!
Request for @imagine-samezukaboys
Sorry took so long, hope it was worth the wait and thank you for requesting.

Tagging: @gladixlusamicitia @itshaejinju @chocobropuffs @alicemoonwonderland @waifuthewhite @warnjai-17 @nyxulricxlunafreya @ulric-nyx

Word count: 2962

Tomorrow was your day to shine you’d just gotten your uniform for Crownesguard and you were to appear before the Royal family to pledge your allegiance tomorrow. Tonight you were ironing the hell out of it, knocking out any wrinkles and using your lent roller like no tomorrow. Grinning from eat to ear because this was finally it, you had realised your dream. waxing your boots to perfection. You thought to yourself,

“Father i did it, are you proud of me? I’m walking in your footsteps.. Even though everyone said that i could never fill your shoes, but look i am. Though I’ll never be as good as you…”

You hung your uniform up in bathroom and placed your boots next to your uniform. Then walked to your window.. The air outside was cold and lively, then again this was Insomnia. The city that never slept. It’d been years since you were here because after your father went missing you and your mother moved away. Wanting to walk down memory lane you threw on your sweatpants on, then grabbed your favorite beanie and a hoodie. You headed out the door with your phone in hand and went for a walk.

You looked through the windows of the different shops and stores. This made you wanna go shopping. Nevermind the fact you hadn’t finished unpacking. So you kept walking, looking around you saw how much had changed over the years, thankfully not alot. The bakery was still there, thats where you and your dad got cakes/ cookies after he got off work. Walking by the movie theater not much had changed, they updated it but it still looked the same. Nostalgia had set in and you took it all in, then came tears. You hurried to a secluded place and tried to wipe your face. But you couldn’t, the tears ran on and on not wanting to end.

“Come on y/n pull it together.. Dad would not want to see me like this..But i miss him so much, dad why did you have to go?”

You lost control of your body as you came undone in the pain of losing your father all those years ago. No mattrr how much you thought you were okay, the reality was that you missed him alot. He taught you how to fight, how to ride a bike and so much more. He was your role model, even though he’d been gone for 8 years now. In your mind he had never left, not until now.

Meanwhile you were trying to collet your self, a tall man walked over and sat next to you on the bench. You felt him there but honestly you didn’t really care, humans cried all the time. So if he said anything stupid you’d fold him up on the spot. It’d be good to release some of this on somebody..

“Miss are you alright? I know its none of my business but can’t ignore the fact something is wrong. But if you don’t wanna tell me its alright..”

Finally getting control of your emotions you turned to look at him. Your teary eyes met his ember eyes and for that split moment you felt peace. Like you’d just met your soulmate, not that you believed it such things.

The young man broke the stare with a smile, which you returned with an awkward smile. If it had been any other night you’d been flirting with him by now. Because lets be honest he wasn’t ugly. He was really tall, muscular , plus tattoos which added a bad boy appeal to him and his smile sealed the deal. But the reason he’d approached you was out of sympathy not physical attraction..right? You turned away from him and your smile faded away when you spoke.

“I’m sorry, not anything you can help ne with… I lost someone dear to me and for first time I finally realise their gone. Their not coming back, no more piggy back rides, no throwing on rain boots to splash in puddles, he didn’t even get to watch me graduate from the academy. Or see me where my uniform tomorrow..he’s gone.”

The young man scooted closer then said,

“I’m sorry for your loss, i know what it feels to lose someone. I lost my mother years ago, and it hurt alot. Though i was really young when it happened it still hurt. I remember feeling very angry and i took it out on my dad.. I know it was wrong but i didn’t know what else to do.. But everyones lose is different we all handle it differently, so i can’t coach you on how to release it. But you need to release it some how. If you need help i can help with that, sparring might help or going to nature to meditate or hunt. You need to-”

Before he could finish his sentence you jumped in and excitingly said,

“Spar? Yeah sure I’d love to spar!.. I mean if you want to..”

As quickly as the words came out of your mouth you began to downshift not wanting to sound to desperate. But you were just excited, it’d be good way to calm yourself down. You loved the sound of metal clashing against metal.

The young man chuckled, revealing his teeth. The way his lips sealed after he finished laughing gave all the wrong ideas. You strongly blamed your hormones for that.

“Yeah sure, I’d love a good sparring match. Though not sure you could handle me love, i have a title amoung my friends. And that title is also my duty..”

You gave him a cocky smile and shot him a wink,

“Well "love” I’ve been known to tango with the best of the best no matter how big or small. So I’m pretty sure i can take you, besides size isn’t everything. But we’ll see..“

You two made jokes and laughed for a bit. Afterwards he volunteered to walk you home and you happily accepted not wanting to end the fun just yet. You planned on asking for his name and number not wanting to take the chance of not seeing him again.

When you two finally reached your place, you let out a sigh.

"Whelp this is my stop so guess this is goodbye..”

The young man smiled and held out his arms,

“Can i get a hug, technically we’ll see each other later cause you owe me that sparring match… And we all know who’s going to win…”

You hugged the big dork then replied,

“Yes we all know who’s going to win, hope your not too hurt… ”

“I was gonna say the same about you. Anyway i hope you feel better, it hurt seeing someone beautiful as you upset.”

You chuckled,

“Aww well aren’t you so nice, well i appreciate it. This is my first time coming back here after 8 years. So i thank you, I’d probably still be an emotional wreck if not for you. So i owe you one..”

“If you wanna make up for it? Then next time your feeling down just hit me up. Fair enough? By the way I’m Gladiolus Amicitia, but friends call be Gladio”

“Well gladio, my names y/n. It was a pleasure and thank you very much for today. Guess I’ll see you tomorrow?”

Gladio shot up peace sign and smiled as he walked off. You were on cloud nine as your heart was beating faster than it ever had. Your face had the biggest smile as you dashed into your house and jumped into your bed.

“I can’t wait for tomorrow….i get to see gladio again. ”

The next morning you got up an hour early made sure you uniform was perfect. Braiding your hair up after putting it into a ponytail. You kissed the picture that you kept of your dad and left for your first day at work. You walked with pride and your head held high, you were tempted to skip the whole way but that would have been too much.

You were on your way to the citadel , but even with it being early in the morning people still populated the sidewalks. You quickly weaved in and out, but careful to not scuff your boots. People pointed and were awe of how a beatiful women was on crownesguard. Along the way there you helped alittle boy catch his cat and elderly women cross the street. Thank etro you left early.

When you got to the gate that lead to the castle you pulled out your paper work to show why you were there. The guard waved you through and you headed to the location in the letter.

After you made your oath to king Regis and Prince Noctis Cor walked you back to main hall. The way there was quiet, a couple of times you tried to start a conversation but it was quite obvious Cor wasn’t a man of idle chit chat. Once in main hall cor nodded and walked back to thrown room. Leaving you alone..

“Guess I’m on my own now?…”

You walked to court yard and ran into one of the guys you were introduced to earlier Ignis. You two went over duties and such, he also gave you a tour of castle. You tried to hold it together but you’d never seen a castle this big before or much less a castle at all. Ignis asked if you had any questions the only thing you could say was,

“Wow this is…pretty massive…”

“Indeed, the castle has been here for a long time, it means something to the royal family and too the citizens. A beacon of hope and protection..that against all we will survive. With that I hope you enjoyed your first day.”

“It was alot to take in, but i will definitely give everything I’ve got..”

“I’m glad to here it,”
Ignis paused then looked away for a moment as if to gather his thougts as a smiled traced along his lips.

“Normally newly accepted crowesguards have to pass a test. ”

“Really? What kind of test?”

“Well you don’t have to because you went to military academy, so we’ve seen your skill level aready. But we have some time to spare..”

“Well if we have time to kill, I’m game..”

Ignis pushed his glasses to the brim of his nose.

“The test is to fight the princes shield… Gladiolus Amicitia…”

You bit your lip trying to control the excitement that drowned you. A sparring match and with the guy you had met last night.

A tall shadow hung over you as a muscular arm rested on your head. You looked up to meet eyes with him, the shield.

“So you ready or what?”

Releasing a smirk of flirting and being cocky you answered,

“What do you think?”

Next thing you know, your in your tank top and shorts. Weapon in hand ready to take down the giant. Gladio stood in front of you removing his shirt that revealing his tattoos, battle scars and the sweat that already rolled down his chest. Everything in your body turned and jumped. Apart of you wanted to throw the fight just to lock lips with him. But your pride wouldn’t allow.

Meanwhile you were staring at gladio he grinned as a devilish idea came into his head.

“So if i win, you owe me. And if you win i owe you. Fair enough?”

“So basically your just getting yourself ready for when i win right?”

Gladio chuckled as he brought out his blade,

“We’ll see love, we’ll see..”

Ignis felt the mood go from competitive spar match to romantic battle of wills. So he excused himself, and made sure nobody else entered the room. Either by request of gladio or to preserve the innocence of Prompto and Noctis.

Before you could ready your stance, gladio took dominance as he rushed towards you. While your instincts readied your blade your emotions froze your movement. Leaving you wide open as gladio was within an inch of your ear as he whispered

“Your mine, give it up now and i won’t hold you any longer than if you were to resist.”

He grinned as he planted a kiss on your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist. It was over…the match was done as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Damn it Amicitia..”

“Well you could resist..if you want to lose the whole night and possibly the morning of tomorrow.. So resist if you want.. More fun for me.. Plus not like you could beat me anyway.”

Gladio’s fingers trailed under your shirt and wrapped around your hips, as he pulled you closer to him. He began to kiss all over your neck. Trailing down to your collar bone. You tried to resist because now your pride began to fight your lust for what you wanted right now.

Gladio simply smiled as he walked you over to the wall as he continued to kiss you. Your body began to go numb as your blade dropped out of your hand.

At this point gladio had you completely, his hands all over you and his lips marking every part of you. Your body drenched in his sent. He pulled away from you when he saw where his lust was taking him.. Once he pulled away you began to feel again, but your body didn’t want that. It wanted to feel him on you and with you.

“If i don’t stop…this is not the place..”

You looked up at him, your face beat red and your body still pulsing from his touch..

“Well.. You started..”

Gladio chuckled as he helped you stand up,

“I did but you didn’t stop me..and I’m starting to question your abilities in combat "soldier.”

“I’m starting to question your abilities in actual combat.. Plus i let you win..”

You turned your back and crossed your arms,

Gladio wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close to him.

“I only wanna hear that in bed love..”

You turned and looked him daring and your lips drenched with want,

“Love you can’t handle me in bed, much less in a REAL sparring match.”

Gladio leaned into your ear and whispered,

“The bed is the real sparring match, and if this was practice. Then in the REAL match you can’t handle me love. ”

Gladio bit your ear then dove into your neck as he kissed it. You arched your back as he continued to kiss all over you. This time rougher as he pulled you closer to him. Not wanting to do anything here. You turned around trying to show control as you pushed away.

“This isn’t bed…”

“Really? Wow i didn’t know”

After you managed to pull away from gladio, Ignis informed of a mission tomorrow. You nodded and walked home.

Once you got home you flopped on your bed, heart feeling the sting of not having gladio with you right now. You’d never felt such passion, lust and fullness before with any men. Rolling all over your bed you tried to calm your desperate heart.

“Gladio…..i could so handle you..”

Just then a knock came from your door, you jumped out of bed and slowly walked over to open it.


At first you were depressed and lonely till your eyes met lustful ember eyes.

“Whats got you bummed out?”

You backed up as you let gladio in, trying to play off your moping attitude.

“Nothing, just alittle sore..”

Gladio smiled as he sat on a chair,

“And you said you could handle me? Your sore already?”

Walking over to him you lookd him and shook your head,

“Gladiolus Amicitia, I don’t care what you say i can handle you. Your just a big talker..”

“We’ll see..”

Gladio leaned forward enough to pull you onto him and wrap his arms around you. With that your lips met in a passionate kiss. All of Insomnia became a blurr in that moment. Gladio had pulled away to move to your bed.

He held his hands in your as he pinned you down and kissed you from your jaw to your collarbone. He relased you to take off his shirt and then you pulled him closer to you. His hands running down your thighs and pulling you into him.

Gladio looked into your eyes then said,

“I don’t ever wanna see you cry like that. I know i can’t stop all the tears, but i rather be the one to catch them and stop them if you’ll let me.

You smiled and nodded,

"Gladio I’m yours amd i always want you to be mine..”

You cuddled under him and kissed him. At some point you lost your shirt but put on his shirt. But you didn’t button the shirt all the way courtesy of beast mode gladio trying to leave his marks.

You woke up the next morning with gladios faced burried in your hair. His arms wrapped around you and his heart in your hands. Turning to lay face to face with him you kissed his nose.

“Good morning dork..”

Gladio smiled as you moved to burry his face into your neck.

“Guess i wasn’t tough enough you woke up first.. Guess i lost, hope you ready for round 2 my treat. ”

“For you love, anyday.”

*Later that morning*

Prompto looked at you while you wore a black turtleneck sweater and long pants.

“Hey y/n were going to the desert, you sure your gonna be okay in that?”

You looked at prompto face beat red and ashamed to show your body that’d been marked by gladio.

“Yeap..i get cold easily..”

Gladio chuckled and said,

“Yeap, she gets real cold…”

Day 2 - Nerd Girlfriends

I made you all this… it’s a high school AU because I didn’t know how else I could make this happen and I warn you now, I tried to be funny.

“But Alex, if UV-light is necessary for the reaction to start, wouldn’t it just stop if you put it in a dark closet?”

“No Winn, first of all very few things stop when you shove them into a closet, pun intended, and second, once the molecules are activated they start reacting with others no matter if there is any light or not.” Alex explained. Winn hummed in understanding.

“So what you’re saying, once out in the light, there is no stopping, no matter what happens?” Winn asked, grinning.

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Comic Con - Ben Wyatt

Requested by blackfridayismyhero

“Are you sure he’ll like this, April?” you asked your friend and coworker.

“Yes,” she grumbled. “Ben is the biggest nerd in the whole world, he’ll love to be with his own people.” 

“It’s not too forward is it?” you asked skeptically.

“I mean you wanna sleep with him anyways s-”


“Okay, okay, it’s not too forward. He’ll love it and you and you’ll get married and have little nerd babies.”

“Thanks, April.”

“Hey, Y/N!”

“Ben! Hey,” you said nervously.

“April said you wanted to see me?”

“Uh, yeah, I just wanted to give you your birthday present. I know it’s a couple of days early, but I wanted you to have it as soon as possible.”

“Aw, Y/N, you didn’t have to get my anything. I mean we’ve only been dating for a month.”

Yeah, you thought, but you wanted your relationship to last much longer than that. Especially since you were so much younger than Ben, you wanted to make sure he was still interested in you. “Open it.”

“Oh my god. Is this, really?” Ben said shocked as he opened his gift. He pulled out two passes to The Pawnee Comic Con. “I didn’t even know that Pawnee had a Comic Con!”

Just them, Leslie Knope walked by and interrupted.

“Yes, our comic con is quite impressive!” she said. Always bragging about Pawnee. “This year there’s gonna be a cosplay contest!”

Ben looked at you and enveloped you in a hug and kissed your cheek.

“Thank you so much, Y/N! But who will I go with?”

“Seriously? The only person who might love Game of Thrones more than you is me!” you laughed.

“But, I really wanna enter that cosplay contest,” he whined.

“Well, it’s a good thing I’ve been working on my Daenerys Targaryen cosplay for two weeks now.”

“Does this mean?”

“Yes. You can dress up as Ned Stark.”



The day of the Pawnee Comic Con was fast approaching and you and Ben had decided to meet there, so you could impress each other with your costumes.

You had to admit, you looked quite fabulous. You had dressed in Khaleesi’s dress from the season one wedding. If this whole present didn’t make Ben love you, this dress certainly would.

“Y/N. Oh my god.”

You turned around a found Ben standing in front of you. Well, Ben in an incredibly accurate Ned Stark costume.

“My lord,” you said with a bow. Ben giggled and bowed to you as well.

“My lady,” he said, barely holding back a grin. 

“Do I look alright?” you asked self consciously. 

“Babe, you look amazing.”

You smiled and took his outstretched hand. You walked around the con together, fangirling (yes, even on Ben’s part) at everything you saw. Including, convincing Ben out of some ridiculous purchases. Ben was convincing you to leave the artist gallery as you were both leaving to get something to eat.

“Did you have a good time?” you asked awkwardly.

“Yes. Oh my god, thank you so much, Y/N. This is the best birthday present I have ever received!”

“Good. I just wanted you to know how much I love you and I thought this would be a good way.”

“Hey, you know I love you, too, right? This was amazing, but it wouldn’t of been as amazing had I not been with you,  Yer Jalan Atthirari Anni.” You broke out into a grin. 

“You’re a dork.”

“But I’m your dork,” he replied, pulling you close to him, closing the gap between the two of you.

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A/N: An anon request where the reader and Spencer work together, and the reader is the kind of person who teases others in a friendly manner. But sometimes people can say things that hurt others, even when they don’t mean, and the reader hurts Spencer’s feelings. I couldn’t be too mean to Spencer, so I went with something tame-ish. Being made fun of myself makes me not want to do it to my babies. lol :) @coveofmemories


“Hey, shorty,” you said to Garcia as you walked off the elevator into the BAU.

She responded by sticking her tongue out at you, “Hey, Y/N, I’m not short today, I have four inch heels on!”

“That’s true,” you replied, walking toward one of the your best friends in the whole world, “but without them, I can rest my head on top of yours, like this.” As you got up on your tiptoes and rested your chin on her head, she just cut her eyes at you. Good thing you’d been working there long enough for people to understand your sense of humor.

Morgan walked by and poked you in the side - something he had started to do to combat your teasing. It always riled you up and he laughed every time he did it. “Gotcha, Y/N,” he said, before running away from your retaliation. You had a little something you tended to do or say to tease your teammates - with all of your friends, really. Except Hotch. You didn’t dare make fun of Hotch.

You were to tired to run after him. Caffeine was of the utmost importance. “Morgan, I swear to god, if you do that again, especially when I haven’t had my coffee yet, I’m going to have to kill you.”

“I dare you, small fry,” he laughed, before handing you a cup of coffee to fix for yourself.

As you mixed in half and half and three packets of sweetener, Spencer walked up, excited to have finally finished what was considered one of the most difficult New York Times crossword puzzles of recent memory; he could normally finish them in minutes, but this one had quite a few clues that stumped him. He’d been trying to finish it on his downtime for weeks.

“I finally finished the crossword,” he said with a smile on his face. It was cute how nerdy he was, but you’d never tell him that. “It took me weeks to figure out it all out, but I finally got it,” he said, pumping his fists and leaning back on his feet. “Two down was killing me, but by process of elimination I found out the answer was Prince Xizor.” He was so proud of himself.

“Huh?” You and Morgan said simultaneously. It was too early and you hadn’t had enough coffee to know what the hell he was talking about.

“The clue was ‘This lizard-skinned head of the Black Sun criminal syndicate was added to Star Wars canon in 1996 and removed in 2014. And the answer was Prince Xizor, he was the leader of the syndicate in Shadows of the Empire the novel, comic book and video game, but I’m really more of a Star Trek guy, so it took me forever to figure out the answer. I only know maybe 50% of the Star Wars Universe. Apparently I need to brush up on my trivia,” he prattled, winded from his geeky tirade.

You were definitely a geek, but in other areas, and you couldn’t understand a word he was saying. “Oh, man, Spence, you are really the biggest fucking geek I know,” you deadpanned. With that, you clapped him on the shoulder, downed your cup of coffee and refilled it, heading to your desk to start the day.


For the past couple of days, Spencer had been really curt with you and you didn’t know why.

Is he mad at me? What did I do?

No matter what you said or did, he turned away. He’d barely said a word to you in the past two-to-three days. It wasn’t like him. He and Penelope were your best friends in the world and you thought they felt the same. 

Three days without talking to your best friend was driving you crazy, so considering you were the last two to leave the office, you cornered him at his car to ask him what the hell his problem was.

“Spence,” you called out, watching as he picked up his pace to get to his car, attempting to ignore you. “Spencer! Stop!”

Angrily, he turned around and screamed, “What?”

You jumped back. He never yelled, especially at you. “Spencer, what’s wrong? Why are you mad at me? What did I do?”

“Nothing, Y/N,” he insisted, “nothing at all.” He turned to walk toward his car again and you ran after him, grabbing his wrist and spinning him around to face you.

“It’s obviously not nothing. Now, I don’t know what I did, but I can’t apologize or change anything if you don’t tell me what’s wrong!”

His rubbed both of his temples and spoke, mimicking your voice. “Oh, man, Spence, you are really the biggest fucking geek I know. Does that not sound familiar?”

“Spence, I-I..” you stuttered, realizing you’d hurt his feelings. Granted, you weren’t normally that harsh with him, you tended to keep it low key. “I joke with everybody. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“Well you did,” he said, uncrossing his arms and sighing, “I used to get that kind of crap all the time when I was a kid, so hearing it from you of all people, especially with the tone you used the other day, a mix of exasperation and disdain, it hurt.”

He’d told you about his troubles in school, but considering you did this type of thing with everybody, you missed the connection. “Spencer, I-I’m so sorry. You’re the last person in the world I want to hurt. Your geekiness is one of the things I love about you.” You looked down at your feet, blushing at what you were about to admit. “I’m really sorry. I’ll never say anything like that again if you don’t want me to. I just don’t want to lose you. I don’t know what I’d do…”

When you looked back up, his face had softened, seemingly accepting your apology. “I forgive you,” he said, “I don’t mind a joking ‘dork’ every now-and-then, but what you said and how you said it was just a bit too much. Maybe I’m too sensitive, but…”

“No,” you blurted, “if I hurt you, I hurt you. I don’t get to decide why or how it’s okay or not okay. I’ll never say anything like that again. I promise.” You hoped that you got your sincerity across well enough.

“Okay,” he said, the corners of his mouth forming a smile once more. “But what did you mean I’m the last person you’d want to hurt? Why me?”

“Spence, isn’t it obvious?” you asked, wondering how he hadn’t caught on by now. “I tease you more often than anyone else…because…I like you.”

“Me?” he sputtered, “Romantically?” He was stunned at your confession.

You reached out and rubbed his arm, closing the space between you, “Yea. You are a dork, but you’re my dork.”

random aus

They’ve prolly been mentioned before somewhere else but meh i’m gonna do it anyway have some aus

  • “I’m a dancer and was trying out this new move in public but accidentally crashed into you and you got hurt so I brought you to a nearby clinic and I am so fucking sorry about that what can I do to make it up for you (also fuck I broke a hot person’s arm I am absolute trash)”
  • “I am legit the BEST fucking cheater in this classroom I have never been caught once but then YOU came along and found out that I had marked the windows with a special ink that is only visible through the type of material I made these glasses out of and I REFUSE to be beaten by you I’m gonna find a way to cheat successfully in your class I swear”
  • “I am a new teacher and I encourage all of my students to try and cheat through my class because the subject I’m teaching centers around problem-solving and critical thinking and if you ACTUALLY find a way to cheat without me knowing then you’re utilizing the knowledge properly”
  • “There’s a curse on this entire city and we literally cannot speak without it being a direct line from any song at all which is why I’m explaining it to you using this note also my singing voice is terrible”
  • “I accidentally wrote your last name instead of mine when I was writing my full name in the test and I totally forgot about it but then the teacher suddenly started giggling to herself in the middle of the class and I didn’t know until she called both of us to the front”
  • “My dog escaped last night and so did your dog but when my dog came back your dog followed her and is now trying to bang her and um this is kinda awkward”
  • “We accompanied both of our little siblings/cousins to this birthday party and now we’re handcuffed together because the shitty magician they hired fucked up his trick and is now trying to convince all the kids that the reason the cuffs wouldn’t come off is because destiny is binding us together do you wanna corner him later and beat the shit out of him”
  • “I just asked the most inane question in the entire world rhetorically but then you barged in and gave a legit response and I actually didn’t know that and now I am ashamed”
  • “My little siblings LOVE going to this trashy pizzeria so I pass the time by beating all the high scores on every single arcade game they have but then one day someone beat all of my high scores by exactly 100 points and I KNOW it’s the same person because they used the same fucking name on the scoreboards each time my pride is on the line who the hell did this I will fight them”
  • “So this couple just passed by and they’re singing to each other and all of a sudden the passerbys just joined in and it’s become one huge musical number and suddenly I know the song and start dancing along then started dancing with you and we had the same confused/horrified looks on our faces and then the music stopped and everyone went back to normal like nothing happened and we’re just looking at each other and we’re so confused are we in a Disney movie”
  • “The local government hired me to paint a mural on this extremely long and blank wall and I’m pretty sure I only started at end of the wall I didn’t do the stuff at the other end but somehow the entire thing is coming together as this panorama story thing and I NEED to know who that other artist is because really they’re making my job easier plus their work is beautiful”
  • “I’m the English lit teacher and no one must know that I write fanfiction of my own students and publish them online so I’m TERRIFIED when I learn that you - the art teacher - know about everything but turns out you make fanart for them and turns out we’re both fans of each other’s work online do you wanna work together and hook these guys up”
  • “This really fast paced song came on and I started dancing to it using these dance moves from this very specific video somewhere and it turns out you know the moves too so we end up dancing together and now everyone is staring at us I don’t even know you’re name”
  • “Am I cross-dressing at this costume party yes yes I am and it’s fantastic”
  • “We’re both at this costume party held by mutual friends and you’re dressed as the person I heavily ship with the person I’m dressed as also you’re cute can you pls make this ship come true for a while for me I’ll buy you a honey bagel”
  • “I just met you but I’m PRETTY sure you’re literally Captain America no really what is a perfect specimen you doing in this danky-ass coffee shop that I work at is that your drawing oh my gods you really ARE Steve Rogers aren’t youuuu”
  • “Did you actually fucking make a fully functional technological suit of armor for this cosplay competition- oh my gods you DID I’m gonna have to step up my game during the presentation. What the hell though you should be making a self-sustaining energy source or something not wasting your talents on a fucking cosplay convention”
  • “I animate a bunch of music vids on YouTube and decided I’d try out doing a cover for this one song so I go out of my way to use and actual recording studio because my mic is shit and I’m really flustered about singing this in front of a total stranger but you’re being really supportive and keep giving me tips for making my voice sound better and eventually we end up singing a duet and it sounds amazing and I am subjected to listening to it over and over again and I end up animating a love story using our vocals and it’s got so much positive feedback and they want us to do another duet? What? No, I didn’t make it a love story bec I fell for you at first sight what no”
  • “My jam went on while on the bus and it’s REALLY hard not to dance to it in my seat and you’re staring at me weirdly I apologize for being a strange creature but you don’t understand this song is perfection”
  • “We’re the only two people in the class who know how to sing this one Russian lullaby and the whole class goes totally silent while we do a duet and apparently it sounds REALLY creepy when we sing it wanna dress as dead Russian children and sing together in random dark alleyways”
  • “The teacher accidentally left his music playing on his laptop so when he opened it it started playing a Japanese song very loudly and we just start belting out the lyrics we’ve memorized by heart and I’ve never really talked to you but you seem like a cool person plus you’re singing voice is great why is the teacher looking at us with sparkly eyes
  • “I make really cheesy/nerdy pick-up lines and usually when I tell them to people they groan at how terrible they are but then you overheard me telling one and cut in with an equally cheesy/nerdy pick-up line so now we’re just shooting each other pick-up lines back and forth”
  • “I play the cello really weirdly and you play the guitar really weirdly so our friends decide to hook us up and now we’re composing a hella good song it’s gonna be a huge hit”
  • “You are literally sparkling in the sunlight are you okay you’re not a Twilight vampire or a shoujo character are you?”
  • “I am a tech wizard and am so sorry for your loss, and I will do my best to try and restore your laptop to its former glory with minimal pay, also you should probably avoid looking at funny videos and drinking milk at the same time”
  • “What the hell kinda vine are you tryna make that involves me holding onto your legs as you dangle haphazardly out your apartment window that is on the eighteenth floor”
  • “That is the most neon shirt I have ever seen a person bear to wear pls burn it”
  • “As your doctor I would advise you to stop from using yourself as reference I don’t care if it’s for your novel you can’t just walk into a bar and ask the biggest guy you can find to punch you really hard in the shoulder my gods”

I’ll add more when I think of them if yer gonna use them tag me maybe idk

Hey, I like you

Summary: College AU- Jungkook calls you in the middle of the night to meet up for advice on how to ask out the girl he likes.
POV: 1st person, friends with Jungkook (BTS)
Genre: I don’t know what this is, or where it came from. Fluff maybe?
Word Count: ~2,700 (One shot)

We need to talk.

The text message popped up on your screen just before you were about to set it down for the night. Your phone was plugged in, already charging your battery that was only at 28%. You were in your pajamas, your hair was still damp from your shower, and your breath was minty from just brushing your teeth. You were set for bed, not feeling ready to meet up with a friend.

This wasn’t just any friend, however, this was your Jungkook, the boy you considered your best friend, though neither of you had said those words aloud. You had only met a year ago, but he was for sure the person you felt most comfortable with, the one that knew about your dorky side and never judged, because he had his own.

I’m going to bed, you sent back, sliding under the covers so you wouldn’t be tempted to give into his inevitable pleas.

But I really need to talk. Tonight. Please.

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Weiss Schnee’s Guide On How To Deal With A Vampire Roommate Chapter 20

okay, here you go, this took a long time cuz


brain words fingers??


Summary: Please don’t kill me.

Chappy listy

Chapter 20: Dance with her. Vampires love that romantic shit. Get a bit of romance in before you die.

“Welcome back, you two,” Blake greeted. She pulled Weiss closer and pressed a kiss to her forehead, suprising Ruby by doing the same to her. The brunette blushed furiously, stammering out a “A-and to y-you too…”

The evening was occupied with Weiss bragging about her new weapon, and Ruby fawning over it. The boys were rooming with Yang and Blake, and how the prefect still didn’t know was a mystery.

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Round up of the best fics I’ve read this month, divided into two categories: Canon and AU. Favorites are marked with a ♥.
↳ for more detailed fic recs, visit wintershield recs // monthly recs tag.

  • CANON:

all we have to lay on the line by tigriswolf (5,118 - NR)

There is a difference between justice and vengeance, and Steve’s not digging any graves.

and never be forsaken by hitlikehammers (4,318 - T)

Truth is, Bucky’s always been giving up something, sacrificing pieces of himself on the promise that the trade would keep Steve with him, keep Steve breathing, keep Steve here.

Steve’s just never noticed, never put it all together, until now.

Chip Away at Your Sanity by Alexicon (2,333 - T)

Steve and Bucky are competitive. Potato chips (and the bags) are an unexpected weapon between them.

Cuts Like a Knife by StilesBastille24 (3,645 - NR) ♥

Pietro shrugged. “The four of us, we would be invincible, because the ties that bind us to this world are not memories or dreams, they are a single strand, one that is tied unequivocally to another person. If she dies, I die, and the world shall die with us.”

“That’s insane,” Bucky huffed out a dark laugh. “That’s not a normal way to think or feel.”

“That is love,” Pietro said unapologetically.

Five Points of the Star by TheRedMenace (4,902 - T)

The shield. Sketching. Cooking. Clothing. Touch. Five ways Steve Rogers finds his place in the modern age.

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play your ace; a deancas au

Cas is okay with no one knowing that he’s asexual, but that all gets blown out of the water when Cas gets chosen for ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven’ with Dean Winchester. [3,759]

“Cas, c’mon! Anna’s parties are always the best and you’ll be missing out if you don’t go. Please?”

Cas looks up from the book he’s reading to throw Ruby a glare. “For the last time, I’m not going to Anna’s party with you. I hate parties, and isn’t Sam going with you anyway?”

“Yeah…but why not you?” Ruby whines, throwing down the Biology homework she’s working on. “You can’t miss out on the biggest party of the year. Everyone at Lawrence University will think your a dork if you don’t go. You don’t want that when we still have another year in this hellhole of a college, do you?”

“I couldn’t care less about social standing,” Cas mutters under his breath as he brings his copy of A Tale of Two Cities up to his face again, his eyes trying to take in the words before him. However, that’s impossible with Ruby pouting right in his line of sight, making little whimpers as she throws Cas her best puppy dog eyes.

“…Just for a few hours?”

“No!” Cas practically yells, which gets him a glare from the librarian. He puts down the book and runs a hand through his hair, then gestures for Ruby to follow him out into the hallway for privacy. They pick up their items and head out, Cas turning towards her the minute the door closes. “For goodness sakes, Ruby! Why do you need me to come with you? You’re outgoing enough and you know everyone in the school. Why do you need your socially awkward best friend to accompany you?”

Ruby groans like it’s obvious and takes a seat on the ground. Cas follows. “Because you need to get out more, Cas! When is the last time you’ve been to a function that didn’t involve your church? Oh wait, I can answer that! Five months ago when you broke up with Crowley! Five months, Cas! I’m sick of you sitting around in your room wallowing over Crowley of all people. He wasn’t good for you anyway, so why don’t you get out there again?”

Cas curls in on himself and brings his knees up to his chest. “It isn’t that easy…”

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General Imagine: Touring With Your Friends 5SOS

Author: Rhine


There was never really a ‘normal’ day with the 5SOS boys - least of all when you were on tour with them, travelling the world and attending concerts and interviews practically every other day.

You were lucky enough to be close friends with Calum at school, and even luckier that the rest of the band accepted you as one of them when he introduced you to the boys.

And this time, you were lucky that they invited you to come with them for their summer tour, and even luckier that their management and your parents could work something out.

Just like that, you were signed up for two undeniably incredible months with the four biggest dorks you knew, travelling the world together.

Lucky, indeed.


Your days always started abruptly with sound. Whether it be Ashton yelling excitedly over something or Luke singing off-key in the shower without a mute button, you were always launched straight into your day through the sound of one of their voices.

And you knew if you didn’t wake up from the sound of one of the boys, then it’ll be through the soft tickle of a marker on your face; probably Michael drawing something on your face again.

In all honesty, you weren’t quite sure which one you preferred.

You’d have to fight your way into the washroom, making sure you practically dead bolted the door - you weren’t taking your chances with any of them pulling pranks on you like what happened last time - taking your sweet time while they stood outside the door, either whining about how long you were taking or cracking jokes, trying to make you laugh and mess up your eyeliner.

They’d always be overdramatic when you’d finally come out of the washroom, but they’d never miss out on an opportunity to tell you how beautiful you are to them throughout the day.


Any and every meal would be like a war - running towards the food and grabbing what you could before it was gone, pouting at the boys when you only came out with half a burger and a meager collection of fries, or a war-torn pizza slice. They’d laugh at you while they ate from their own plates that usually consisted of enough food to feed a small family, teasing you for being slow and too tiny for them. 

But they’d always slip some of their food onto your plate when they thought you weren’t looking. A handful of fries from Luke. Some chips from Calum. A couple of meatballs from Ashton. And a mozzarella stick from Michael - only after the rest of the boys nudged and glared at him until he grudgingly handed you a single stick. That pig.

But they always let you have first pick when it came to dessert without any complaints, waiting as you took an agonizingly long time to choose what you wanted.


Shows were the best because you always got backstage pass and a front row seat. Playing tag in the stadiums, leapfrogging onto the stage, banging on Ashton’s drums - even though the boys had to do their sound check and practice, they always managed to do a game of hide-and-seek with you (sometimes 'forgetting’ to find you again, those jerks) and laughed as you danced crazily by yourself in the empty stadium as they practiced, hair flying and limbs swinging, lost in the music.

We’ve brought a nutcase with us onto our tour, they’d laugh at your breathless form, hair in a mess but eyes glowing with elation.

A nutcase who likes your stupid band at least, you’d shoot back with a grin that stretched your face. 


You’d be there backstage before every show, fussing over them before the show started and huddled in a circle with them before they left for the stage. You’d be there to hold Luke’s shaking hands before he stepped out, smiling at him encouragingly. You’d be the one who runs onstage with new drumsticks when Ashton accidentally breaks his again; the one who’d sing along to every one of Calum’s lines at the top of your lungs.

And you’d be the one who’d headbang with Michael because let’s face it - the whole band knows that’s your specialty, and not even Michael Clifford can compete with your moves.


But at the end of the day, you were there on the tour as a friend to the boys - the one who’s there for them when they’re at their lows, even on tour. 

You’re the first one Calum finds when he needs to talk about something weighing him down, or the one who tells the crew to give Luke a minute when he just wants a moment to himself. You’re the one Ashton goes to when he just needs someone to cuddle, and you’re the one who’ll make Michael pizza and finish a family-sized bag of Doritos with him at three in the morning when he’s in a funk. 

You’re the one running with blankets and hot soup when one of them is sick, the one always ready with hot tea when one of them has a sore throat. You’re the one who ties up all their phones and hides them when the hate gets to be too much and you’re the one who organizes a bad movie night to get their minds off of it.

It’s just what friends do. 

You have their back, just like how they have yours.

Just like how Luke is always guiding you through fan-packed buildings, holding your hand tight and using his body as a shield against some of the crazier fans, constantly checking up on you.

Like how Calum just sits besides you when you’re homesick, offering his shoulder for you to lean on - you didn’t need his words, you needed something solid and he always gave you that. 

Like how Ashton never fails to make you laugh even when you’d be down from the hate, whether it be through a bad joke or a silly face or a crazy dance  - he’d always make your days bright again.

Like how Michael would try his hardest to get you out of bed when you were just having one those days where you’d just give up, wrapped in your blankets and he’d come along with a bowl full of your favourite ice cream, nudging it to your face with a smile on his own.

You couldn’t ask for better friends than these four incredible dorks.


Your days on tour with 5SOS were made up of shows and interviews and keeks that the rest of the world saw, but behind the scenes that only you and the boys lived. 

Getting lost in a new city with four loudly confused boys, fighting over who gets the map and ending up eating at a new restaurant, choosing the strangest foods from the menu and daring each other to eat it but end up fighting over who gets to lick the plate.

Piggyback races in the parking lots as the bus filled up on gas and having one of the boys carry you back to your bed when the show ended a little too late, having fell asleep while you waited for the boys to finish cleaning up the set.

Midnight movies and conversations ranging from llamas in an interview to your deepest dreams in the ungodly hours of the night, the sun rising in the windows.

Seeing who could find the coolest shape in the clouds as they passed by the bus and flying over them on planes to another continent, another world. Counting stars when none of you could sleep and naming a wish for every one to seeing four of the brightest stars tear up a show, leaving their hearts on the stage as they lived their dreams.

Nothing quite made you happier than being a part of their dream, being able to live in it for a short while, being lucky enough to call them your closest friends. 

It was a summer spent on an amazing tour that you’d never forget.


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