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bae jinyoung|best friends to lovers|part 1

member: bae jinyoung
genre: fluffy
summary: you were best friends with jinyoung but you wanted to be something more but in your mind that’s never gonna happen. though the wanna one boys have a plan to set you two together without either of you knowing let’s hope it won’t be a complete disaster
requested: yes!! soccer + best friend (can have romance)


  • you look at the soccer field watching the boys team practice
  • and you can’t help but smile as jinyoung scores a goal
  • you cheer for him loudly trying to embarrass him
  • “GO JINYOUNG!!! GO JINYOUNG!!!”
  • he looks at you blushes and gives you a heart warming smile and a small wave
  • you wave back frantically with a huge grin your face
  • you can see seongwoo lightly nudging him and smirking him while whispering something into his ear
  • you roll your eyes you’re sure he’s teasing jinyoung about you two again 
  • and on cue jinyoung blushes bright red
  • seongwoo looks at you and winks while you just flip him off 
  • he smirks and chases after the ball once again
  • jinyoung gives you one last glance and smiling at you which makes your heart flutter 
  • even tho you’d never admit it did at least not to him
  • but the game continues and you keep on watching the boys practice
  • and your thoughts wandered
  • you and jinyoung were best friends
  • you had been since primary school 
  • you both loved soccer with a passion and you were both the star players in striker position of your separate teams (1 all girls, 1 all boys)
  • it all started when you wanted to join a game of soccer with all the boys
  • but they wouldn’t allow you to
  • cause you were a girl and girls have cooties plus they’re not as good as boys
  • prove them they’re so fucking wrong sister
  • but jinyoung convinced them to let you play and picked you for his team
  • he told you “i’m sorry about the other guys, you can take centre attack, prove them you’re amazing okay?”
  • making you blush and giving him a dazzling smile at him while nodding 
  • you felt sooo happy that even without jinyoung knowing about your skills at all he still convinced the guys to let you play picked you on his team and gave you the centre spot
  • you played excellently scoring 3 goals and your team won in the end
  • as you scored the final goal from half way 
  • all the guys jaws dropped at your skills
  • you rushed up and hugged jinyoung tightly whispering into his ear
  • “thank you for letting me play”
  • he automatically hugged you back tightly
  • “of course what are friends for? but i also need to thank you for making us win” he whispered back 
  • you both break apart smiling and you both knew you were gonna be best friends jinyoung still wanting to stand up for you basically shouted at all the guys
  • “WHAT DID I TELL YOU Y/N’S BRILLIANT!”
  • he grinned at you and you couldn’t help just at that moment but admit even then as a primary schooler your heart fluttered just a tiny bit
  • all the guys grudgingly respected you and in the end you became close friends with all of them by middle school
  • but you were closest to jinyoung of course 
  • you both became inseparable 
  • all classes you had together you sat with him
  • you became basically another daughter to his parents
  • and him a son to yours
  • son in law more like it
  • you both were each others best friends
  • he was there for you and you were there for him in every way possible
  • if you had a breakdown jinyoung could calm you in an instant
  • if he was upset you could always cheer him up
  • he’d bring you snacks before and after your soccer practices
  • and you’d attend as many of his practices cheering him on as much as possible
  • you both never missed a game when the other was playing
  • you literally were best friend goals
  • you guys would help each other out with school, friends, family, relationships everything
  • both of you had no idea where you both would be without each other
  • but as you got into high school you weren’t sure your feelings towards jinyoung were entirely just friendly
  • you just couldn’t think any guys could match up to him 
  • he knew you inside out back to front
  • all your secrets, quirks, weird things you do 
  • he knew all of them 
  • jinyoung was the sweetest guy you knew and a complete gentleman
  • always opening doors, trying to buy the meal and you always refused making you guys split the bill
  • but you didn’t know he never did this with anyone else just with you
  • you thought that was just him as a person
  • he always could make you laugh and you had the best time with him
  • he was also extremely handsome and so many girls liked him it was ridiculous 
  • but he really didn’t pay attention to them especially when you were around 
  • but of course you didn’t notice that
  • you knew he was out of your league 
  • and he could pick and choose and girl he wanted
  • which destroyed any and all hope of ever being more than best friends with him
  • plus he probably only saw you as a sister
  • mhmm sureeee he did
  • but all this didn’t stop from you having feelings for him 
  • they weren’t like constantly in your face since you guys are best friends and you spend so much time with him but they like popped up when 
  • things happened like 
  • whenever he went on a date or told you he liked a girl which was still basically never
  • your heart felt a weird twinge
  • but you always ignored it 
  • or whenever you hugged him or he complimented you 
  • you heart would flutter 
  • but you were happy with just being jinyoung’s best friend 
  • hoping your feelings will go away eventually but you were very doubtful you would get over him before high school ended 
  • you tried to get over him so many times but it never worked the dates the very short relationships could never even hold a candle to you and jinyoungs friendship
  • as you were totally lost in your thoughts you didn’t realise practice was over
  • you were snapped out of your thoughts with someone picking you up and putting them on your shoulder 
  • you automatically knew it was woojin 
  • he always did that when he wanted something usually money or food
  • “YAH WOOJIN LET ME DOWN!!!” you screamed while hitting his back
  • “ONLY IF YOU AGREE IN BEING A CHEERLEADER FOR OUR FINAL GAME” he shouted right back being clearly amused by your antics knowing he won’t let you down 
  • you groaned at him “for fucks sake woojin you know i hate being happy and perky”
  • the cheerleaders basically offered you a one game position for the final where you could cheer for the boys 
  • since you were known to be so close with them
  • but since then all the guys pestered you about it constantly begging you to agree
  • but they all had a reason for wanting you to be a cheerleader
  • they were the ones who even set up a special position for you with a little date bribing and they were done!
  • how i wish i was good looking how easy my life would be smh 
  • so basically after they won the game cause they were 100% sure they would
  • cocky dicks
  • they were gonna have you and jinyoung in the middle of the field and they’ll start chanting “KISS KISS KISS”
  • and literally everyone would join cause 
  • 1. people were sick of you two not getting together but being more couple like then actual couples
  • 2. hey who doesn’t like a kiss at the end of a game its cheesy and cute
  • then y’all kiss get together AND BOOM NEW RELATIONSHIP
  • THEY WERE GENIUSES
  • also daniel mentioned the other reason for being a cheerleader soon after woojin picked you up
  • “but you know jinyoung would love to see you in a uniform something short and tight” daniel cheekily butted in 
  • “FUCKKK OFF DANIEL” you flip him off while he just chuckles at you 
  • you see all the guys knew of your crush on jinyoung
  • but they didn’t tell him and you loved them for it
  • little did you know jinyoung had a crush on you and begged them not to tell you
  • so they decided not to tell either of you and be good friends 
  • AND play matchmaker happily 
  • “awwww y/n pwetty pleaseeee can youu be a cheerleader its only for oneeee game can’t you do that for me” daehwi said cutely with a lot of aegyo and puppy dog eyes
  • “stop acting cute it’s not going to work you child demon” you scoff back still slumped on woojins shoulder 
  • “i give up she’s so fucking stubborn” daehwi complains 
  • “you barely even tried??” guanlin says
  • “shhhhhh” daehwi shushes him
  • “LANGUAGE DAEHWII!!!!!” jisung scolded daehwi
  • “oh come on lay off it jisung he lives in the same house as us” minhyun said with an amused smile 
  • “he’s still young minhyun!” jisung said scolding him also for his care free attitude
  • “if you say so” minhyun said while shrugging
  • mother and father goals 
  • “IM STILL HERE PARENTS!!!” you say obnoxiously 
  • “and there goes our least favourite annoying child” jisung sighed 
  • “HEY! THERES NO SUCH THING AS A LEAST FAVOURITE CHILD!!!” you say 
  • “of course there is, its you and the favourite is me” guanlin says smirking at you
  • “why the hell are you the favourite??” woojin asks trying to face guanlin
  • which meant spinning you around and all the guys trying to dodge your head
  • “cause he’s the swaggy rapper. duh.” jaehwan says like it’s the most obvious thing in the world
  • “I SAID THAT ONE TIME LAY OFF IT HYUNG!!!” guanlin whines
  • “NEVERRRRR” jaehwan screams 
  • making everyone wince at his vocals
  • in the mean time jinyoung, seongwoo and jihoon come over 
  • “whats all this about?” jihoon asks 
  • “basically we’re trying to make y/n agree to be a cheerleader for the final game” woojin says again spinning you around again making you dizzy
  • “STOP DOING THAT!!” you shout 
  • everyone laughs and you just pout 
  • “ahhhh so cheerleader y/n, is this for her to be in something short and tight for jinyoung???” seongwoo said suggestively 
  • making you and jinyoung blush so hard
  • but neither of you deny it lol
  • “HEY THATS WHAT I SAID!!” daniel said grinning brightly 
  • “YEAH ONGNIEL IS SCIENCE YO!!!” seongwoo shouts happily back
  • and they do their secret handshake which takes soooo long with the weirdest details like both their butts rubbing against each other, weird faces, complicated hand motions and they finish it with a bro hug 
  • “i should be part of that, ongnielhwan is science sounds soooooo much better” jaehwan said disappointedly 
  • “but you have meeee” minhyun said cutely while hugging jaehwan 
  • “ew get the fuck off” jaehwan bitch glared at minhyun but he still clinged onto him
  • “y/nnnn please agreee so these idiots can all shut up” jihoon pleaded 
  • “WHO ARE YOU CALING IDIOTS???!!!” all the guys chorused 
  • “JINX”
  • “DOUBLE JINX”
  • “TRIPLE JINX”
  • “can y'all just shut the fuck up” jihoon says grumpily
  • “LANGUAGE!! AGAIN!!” jisung scolded jihoon this time while glaring at minhyun daring him to say anything
  • minhyun just put his hands up in defeat with a “i didn’t do anything wrong” face
  • “teenage bloody hormones” sungwoon said rolling his eyes at jihoon 
  • in the midst of all this mess jinyoung gently lowers you down from woojins shoulder
  • making you extremely close to him 
  • everyone’s watching intently like it was some sort of rom-com
  • and everyone knew you were gonna agree to being a cheerleader cause 
  • he’ll ask you 
  • and of course you’ll say yes
  • ITS BAE JINYOUNG
  • and you were also basically in love with him
  • id agree to anything he asked me to but if it was a illegal nah cause like i love you but i aint ruining my life for you
  • and all of the guys were just smirking at each other knowing their plan will work out since the hardest bit of it was for you to agree to be a cheerleader
  • “guanlinah get me some popcorn” sungwoon ordered
  • “hell no do it yourself” guanlin replied  S.A.S.S.I.L.Y
  • “F-” sungwoon started to speak but he got interrupted very quickly
  • “SHHHHHHH” shushed the rest before sungwoon could go on a rant about how the younger generation should treat their elders with respect
  • and then guanlin would mention something about height
  • and sungwoon would go full on hulk mode
  • but you weren’t paying attention all you could hear was your fast beating heart 
  • jinyoung softly pleaded to you with his adorable chocolate brown eyes staring right into yours “y/n will you please please please be our cheerleader for the game? for us? for me?”
  • you knew you couldn’t say no to jinyoung especially when he was looking at you like that
  • “fine” you bitterly said 
  • which resulted in loud cheering and whooping from the guys
  • and the most heart warming smile from jinyoung
  • jinyoung tightly hugged you spinning you around
  • making you squeal a little and his heart warming at your cute antics 
  • you hug back with you eyes closed 
  • you love his hugs so much 
  • you part with everyone smirking at you two
  • before you could say anything daehwi comes between you two and hugs jinyoung 
  • “hes mine” he says cutely poking his tongue at you 
  • with jinyoung shyly grinning and blushing at you
  • you can’t help but smile at the two guys you loved them both heaps 
  • “BUT YOURE MINEEE DAEHWI” you say loudly while grabbing daehwi and tightly hugging/squishing him 
  • he squealed and laughed while saying 
  • “i love you too y/n”
  • IN A BROTHERLY SISTERLY WAY NOT ROMANTIC
  • everyone but you could see the glint of jealously in jinyoung’s eyes 
  • even daehwi so he parted with you quickly and silently mouther a sorry to jinyoung
  • and jinyoung visibly relaxed and mouthed back it’s okay
  • you were completely oblivious to all of it though
  • “but you guys better win and you also need to buy me pizza” you warningly say to all the guys 
  • “DEAL!” they agree happily 
  • you all prepare to leave and jinyoung wraps his arm around your shoulder while whispering in your ear 
  • “really thank you for agreeing”
  • “it’s all good” you say smiling at him 
  • “i’ll be your cheerleader” you chuckle a little making a cheerleading gesture 
  • which makes him smile widely at your adorable chuckle and cute pose
  • “just my cheerleader right?” jinyoung asks 
  • “just yours” you say sweetly back

BACK FROM MY UNOFFICIAL HIATUS W A CUTIE JINYOUNGG!!!! if y’all want info about the reasons for hiatus, fics to come and MY NEW SERIES please click here. anyways i love jinyoung and there will only be a part 2 to this scenario which will be the game and it’ll be shorter than this and ill be releasing that eventually. BUT THANK YOU FOR READING LOVE YOU ALL FOR STAYING WITH ME AND DONT BE AFRAID TO SEND ME A MESSAGE OR AN ANON!!!

I wrote a thing earlier in the evening (technically last night because it’s now one thirty in the morning) and I’m pretty sure it doesn’t make sense but I thought I’d post it!

If you hadn’t noticed, I love it when Steve and Tony meet as strangers and are almost immediately smitten.


Rainfall had always been a peaceful part of nature.

It was soothing and calming, the way the drops of water fell down from the sky and hit the ground with an almost gentle sound. The pitter patter of rain drops, soft on the ears and the rich smell of earth which soon followed after.

Steve stared at the rain from his shelter on the train platform, his sketchbook tucked safely in his jacket. He had forgotten his backpack again, a stupid move, but he didn’t think that the rain would meet him here. The weather forecast had also promised a day of clear skies and sunshine, the weatherman giving him that terribly wide smile as he encouraged people to enjoy the day, to have fun in the sun.

A scoff left from Steve as he rolled his eyes before licking at a stray raindrop that came to rest between his lips. He had gotten caught in the sudden downpour and since he had forgotten his backpack, he had forgotten his umbrella too. So, he was soaked and in need of some warmth clothes, maybe a punching bag to release all his anger out on. The only thing that was relatively dry was his sketchbook and to think that he had thought about ditching his jacket today.

The whole day hadn’t exactly been the best and it only seemed to be going downhill. He had missed his bus on the way to work so he ended up ten minutes late. It was lucky that the manager and owner of the store was a good friend of his because Peggy gracefully let it slide. He was then hit on by multiple people today, several asking for his number and complimenting how well-fitted his shirt was. It didn’t help that Natasha and Bucky were trying their goddamn hardest not to burst in laughter as they dealt with customers. Paint somehow managed to get onto said well-fitted shirt, the shirt being white so there was no luck in getting that stain out. Then everything seemed to dial down from there until he closed the shop and found out that it was raining outside.

It was raining cats and downs as he sprinted for bus stop, nearly missing the bus that would take him to the station. He was sure that he had the look of a mad man on his face as he slumped into a wonderfully free seat and sulked all the way to his stop.

Now he was here, waiting for his train to arrive so he could just get home.

The platform wasn’t busy today, three more people were there with him as they waited for the train themselves.

There was a mother talking animatedly with her child, her face bright as her child giggled and reached up to cup their mother’s cheeks. The gesture softened the mother’s eyes and Steve felt himself smile at the sight, thinking wistfully for his own mother who rested in a hospital room.

The second was a well-dressed businessman with his briefcase and umbrella in one hand and his other hand holding up a phone to his ear. He seemed angry, his eyebrows furrowed as his mouth moved fast, loud words pouring out of it as his left wing-tipped shoe covered foot tapped angrily. Steve vaguely wondered what kind of conversations could make someone so angry but then he remembered, having had similar ones himself.

The last person was a teenage girl, earphones plugged in and her music turned up loud, a way of ignoring the world. Her gaze never moved as she simply stared in front of her, looking at the scatter of rain drops. A backpack was slung around one shoulder and a small grey cardigan rested in her arm, she seemed tired.

Steve was tired too.

With nothing interesting left to look at, he decided to look at the platform across from them and found something…well, quite interesting.

There was no one else there except for a young man who was reading a book. He was dressed rather simply, a pair of dark jeans and a sweater that looked two sizes too big. He had a head of dark curls which looked soft and almost a light brown in the overhead light. Steve didn’t know why but he couldn’t bring himself to look away because he wanted to see the man’s face. It was quite a weird thought but it was a heavy want, one that sat right on his chest.

Then he got his wish and he was stunned.

The man lifted his head up and a pair of dark brown doe-eyes were the first thing that Steve noticed. He then took in the slightly soft jawline and the smooth cheeks, pale pink lips and a straight nose. Steve almost cringed at how he sounded like a damn cliché but he couldn’t deny the fact that this man was beautiful.

It then occurred to him that he had been staring for the past two minutes and he managed to look away before he completely embarrassed himself.

The train on the other side was nearing the station and Steve watched it pull in, sadly seeing the man step in and sit himself down by a window seat. It wasn’t unusual to see attractive people at the train station but this was the first time that Steve felt a sort of longing. He actually wouldn’t mind getting to know this man and talking to him, getting to know what he does and what he was ready.

He was…interested.

Peggy and his mother would scream if they ever heard this.

But it wasn’t meant to be and this was one of those moments that just happen. There was never a chance that he’d see that man again because people never see the same person twice. Especially at the train station. The thought of that was quite painful for Steve to admit and he resigned himself to waiting for his train so he could carry on his life.

Things did have a funny way of happening though.

His attention was caught again by a sound of loud knocking and Steve turned towards it, expression curious, before his eyes widened in surprise.

Right there, on the train, was the young man smiling at him through the window and holding up a piece of paper with big writing on it.

It read:

HI, MY NAME IS TONY AND I THINK YOU’RE CUTE TOO.

Steve couldn’t smile any wider if he tried as his heart started to pound against his chest and he hurried to get his sketchbook so he could write a response but it was too late.

Tony waved, grinning as the train pulled out of the station and Steve waved back frantically, uncaring of how stupid or desperate he may look in front of the three people there.

He looked at the train until it was gone and the wide smile never left as he tried to keep down the laughter of disbelief bubbling in his throat.

It seemed like he wasn’t the only squealing on the inside as the teenager girl looked like she had witnessed something incredibly great, due to what she had just seen.

It was turning out to be a good day after all.

Tony.

A few pearls of laughter fell from his lips.

And he thinks I’m cute too.

Fluff Month Day 21 - "Distance"

*****
Pairing/Characters: Ladynoir
*****

“Vacation?”

Ladybug nodded, biting her lip and looking away from her partner’s bewildered expression.

It had been a last minute decision, Tom and Sabine deciding to take Marinette with them on a ‘Dupain-Cheng family vacation’. If Marinette had known sooner, she would have had more time to tell Chat that Ladybug was not going to be in Paris for a full week, but as it was she had been busy with the bakery, getting ready for school to start back up in two weeks, and designing for the small design competition she had entered online. She barely had time to patrol with Chat, much less talk to him for more than a minute alone after. Today was the first day she had really gotten a chance to spend some time simply catching up with her partner.

“How long are you going to be gone for?” Chat asked, trying to hide the concern in his voice. It didn’t work.

Ladybug winced at the guilty feeling pooling in her stomach.

“A week?” She asked more than stated.

Chat’s eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak, but instead he quickly shook his head and sighed, apparently deciding not to say what he had been about to.

“Okay. That’s fine. I can handle Paris for a week. You deserve a break anyways,” he said encouragingly, even going as far as to shoot Ladybug a dorky smile.

Ladybug doubted he realized that he was slightly rambling, and therefore giving away how nervous he really felt. Sometimes Chat seemed to forgot how she could read him like a book.

“Chatonnn,” she whined, poking his arm and rolling her eyes, “you deserve a break too. I really don’t have to go if you don’t want me to…”

Chat jumped, startling Ladybug as he waved his hands frantically back and forth.

“No! Please Ladybug, go. If you don’t go I’ll just feel guilty.”

“But it’s a pretty long distance between London and Paris. What if an akuma attacks? I don’t doubt your abilities, Chat, but I also don’t want you to have to fight alone-”

Chat cut Ladybug off by taking her hands in his and squeezing them tightly.

“No 'buts’ M'lady. You’re going. Take pictures of Big Ben for me, I’ve always wanted to see that.”

Ladybug watched Chat with a doubtful look on her face, still unconvinced that her partner was actually okay with being left alone for a week. He noticed her looking and dropped her hands, using his to shift himself closer to her and nudge her shoulder.

“Hey, I’m serious. I’m used to being by myself so it’s really no big deal, I…Ladybug?”

Ladybug had balled her hands into fists, her eyes wide and beginning to water as she stared at Chat. 'Used to’ being left alone? That was supposed to be an ENCOURAGEMENT? Her poor kitty…

“U-used to?”

Chat stared at her blankly for a moment before reddening with embarrassment and shaking his head.

“No, no! Sorry I was just trying to encourage you to go, I guess that wasn’t very assuring. But seriously it’s not a big deal-”

Chat was cut off as Ladybug flung herself around him, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his shoulder. It took him a moment to react, but soon Ladybug felt his arms around her torso as they hugged.

“It is a big deal, Chat,” she said, a tear rolling down her cheek, “no one should be used to being alone. Especially not you. I don’t know everything about your personal life but I know that you deserve better than this. I don’t want to leave you alone.”

Ladybug let out a shaky sigh as Chat untangled himself from her arms and held her out at arms length. His green eyes were slightly misty as he looked across at her.

“Thank you,” he whispered, “but as much as I want you to stay, it’s only because I’ll miss you. I want you to go. Please?”

Ladybug took a breath in, planting a smile on her face as Chat poked at the corner of her mouth teasingly.

“Okay, I’ll go. But Chat? If you ever need to talk or you feel lonely, do NOT HESITATE to call me. I don’t care where I am, I’ll answer.”

Ladybug waved her ladybug cell in the air for emphasis, knowing that if she asked Tikki, her kwami would be thrilled to help out Chat Noir by allowing Marinette to keep her ladybug cell with her even in civilian form. Just for a week.

Chat nodded his head quietly, and Ladybug sighed.

“I have to go, we’re leaving in an hour, but I just wanted to stop by and tell you,” she explained, standing up and brushing herself off.

She bent down to Chat, who was still seated, and lightly kissed his forehead before tossing her yo-yo out. The sting grew taut and she smiled down at Chat before zipping away. She really wished she could just take him with her, but unfortunately, someone had to watch Paris. At least the city was always in good hands with him.

Shuttle Trips (Scotty x Reader)

Request: @thelethalcloud asked ‘I just recently followed you and I love your head cannons!! For Scotty can you do “this shuttle was a lot more roomy before I started realizing I was attracted to you”? I feel like that’s totally something he would blurt out’
Word Count:1132

James Tiberius Kirk knew what he was doing when he organised for you and Scotty to go on an away mission together, and you also knew he relished the glares he received from you when he informed you of the fact. You were holding a hypo in your hand when he told you about it, and you’d never been so tempted to just jam one into his neck before. You groaned, “Why me?”

“Ah, come on Y/N, you start asking questions like that and he’s gonna think you don’t like him at all.”

“Don’t you dare pull that on me, James Kirk, you know for a fact it’s the exact opposite.”

Jim flashed one of those shit-eating grins he’d perfected at you, “Look, I just need a medic and an engineer down there, so Scotty can get his work done and you’re on hand in case he fries himself. What could go wrong?” You shot him a glare; what could go wrong is you could do the thing you always did and get all flustered around Scotty, and your Captain damn well knew that. “And no, I can’t send Bones, can’t afford to lose him.” You didn’t get the chance to form a coherent reply before he was leaving the Medbay, and could only yell, “I hate you Jim!” after him.

You saw Scotty very little over the next couple of days, providing very little opportunity for you to get yourself suitably used to his company in order to make as little a fool out of yourself as possible. You were making your way to the shuttle that would send you down to the planet’s surface when Jim appeared at your side, a spring in his step that made you roll your eyes, “You excited for your mission today, Y/N?”

“Oh yeah, Captain, super psyched.”

“You sure sound it,” came his reply, as you rounded the corner into the docking station, spotting Scotty already there and waiting. You sucked in a breath as Jim elbowed your ribs, and flashed a smile to Scotty that he wasted no time returning. “Ye all ready to leave, lass? Should nae take more than a couple hours, tops.” You saw Jim look down at you out of the corner of your eye, but you kept your gaze fixed on Scotty, “I’m ready when you are, Mr Scott.”

“You two have fun down there,” Jim called as you boarded the shuttle, and you missed the opportunity to flip him off before the door shut behind you.

While Scotty worked his magic down on the planet, you sat on a tree stump nearby and watched him, trying to figure out exactly what it was he was doing. Strange little creatures floated in the air around you, and every time one drifted too close to Scotty’s work, you leaned over to wave it out of the way, and he would smile his thanks every time without fail. “So,” you breathed as you nudged another tiny creature upwards out of the way, “What exactly is it that you’re doing, Scotty?” He looked over at you, “Well, Spock wants some monitors set up, says this planet is of ‘scientific import’, so- Bloody hell!” He jumped back, frantically waving his hand, and you darted to his side, grabbing it mid-air to inspect it. He hissed and smiled sheepishly at you, “Shouldae been payin’ attention.” You hummed in agreement, pulling a cream out of your bag and popping off the cap, “It’s only a minor burn, but it’ll sting for a little while.”

“Aye, am nearly done anyways.”

“You didn’t strike me as the easily distracted person, Mr Scott,” you teased, gently rubbing the cream into his hand. “Am no’,” you glanced up at him and raised a brow, and he blinked at you, “No’ usually.” You offered a small smile as you let go of his hand, “That should ease the pain, at least until we’re back on the Enterprise.”

Scotty’s focus was entirely on his work for the remainder of your time on the planet’s surface, and you were grateful that it gave your cheeks time to calm down from the way they had been burning as you mended Scotty’s hand. The only thing was, he didn’t get any more talkative once his work was finished, nor during the short walk back to the shuttle, nor when you boarded the shuttle. You busied yourself with checking through the supplies in your bag to make sure you had anything – as though you had taken anything much out – but the sight of Scotty nervously wringing his hands out of the corner of your eye drew your attention, and you looked up at him, “Are you okay, Scotty?” When his eyes met yours he looked like a rabbit caught in headlights, “Aye lass, just, this shuttle was a lot more roomy before I started realising I was attracted to you.”

“I-” You went to reply before the weight of words sunk it, and you stopped yourself short, thinking about them for a second. He wasn’t looking at you anymore, suddenly much more focused on his hands, but when you went to speak again, he tried to speak at the same time:

“Is this a new-”

“I didnae mean to-”

You both stopped, gentle laughs filling the air before he gestured for you to carry on. You sucked in a breath, “Is this a new… Development, or…?” You let your question hang, not sure how to finish it and hoping he’d fill in the blanks himself. He scratched behind his ear, looking between you and somewhere in the distance before he made himself fix his gaze on you, “Well, I… Probably no’. I jus’ ignored it, I think, and though’ it went away. But I don’ think it did.” You hummed and nodded, unsure what to say without admitting that was exactly what you had been doing about him. “I didnae mean to make you feel awkward, lass,” he sighed, “Especially now you’re stuck in this shuttle with me.”

“It’d only be awkward if it wasn’t reciprocated. So it’s not awkward.” Well, maybe it was a little awkward as you watched him ponder his next move in silence, but it became less so when he moved to sit beside you, gently taking your hand in his undamaged one. You weren’t sure if he was going to say something, so you decided to instead, “I’ve had Jim teasing me for a long time-” He laughed, “Aye, me too, the bastard.” You leaned your head on Scotty’s shoulder and sighed, taking his other hand to inspect it once again, “Do you think that’ll stop now?” You felt his cheek against your hair as he shook his head, “No, no’ bloody likely.”

No, you supposed, not bloody likely.  

Fire, Fire

//Chapter 2//

BNHA ;Todomomo ;Two-shot ;863 words ;Rated T

Part 1 is here ! 

Yaoyorozu and Bakugou work together unexpectedly; people misunderstand their newly blossomed friendship. Especially a certain Todoroki Shouto.


Revelating in the awful account he just heard, Todoroki leaned against the lockers that lined the hallway. His fingers rested on the sides of his head, diligently applying pressure to relieve the frustration that built up inside him. He had absolutely no idea why he felt this way but no doubt he felt a fiery burst of emotion back there; it would be safe to say it was a mixture of confusion and anger that Todoroki has never felt before. Sure, he was disgusted and enraged with his own father, but this was different. Maybe he should talk to someone about it. Midoriya? But even if he were to talk to him, how would he start the topic off? ‘Hey, so I heard something about Yaoyorozu and I’m pissed’?

               Todoroki let out a sigh and stuffed his hands in his pockets. He didn’t want to admit it, but having an unemotional personality paved way to too much trouble regarding relationships.

Wait, Todoroki stopped walking for a minute and pondered, what relationship does he even have with Yaoyorozu?

A question clouded with mystery indeed.

“Hey!” A warm voice called. It was Iida Tenya, “Todoroki, you are looking quite perplexed I must say.”

Iida knows best.

“Hey,” Todoroki said and noticed Midoriya waving behind the Class President, “what are you guys up to?”

“Lunch break is almost over, my good friend,” Iida announced, too enthusiastically, “Care to share your worries with us, Todoroki? We could help.”

Midoriya nodded as he held a yakisoba bun in his hands and Todoroki shook his head.

“Nothing, I was just thinking about a question in the homework from last night,” the boy answered, and the three walked towards the classroom.

“Ah! I see! Well I could help you,” Iida smiled, “Or better yet, your seatmate, Ms.Yaoyorozu, would be of better help! She is arguably the most intelligent one in the class after all!”

That struck Todoroki a little harder than it should’ve and without saying a word, he entered the classroom as if nothing happened. Walking towards his desk, he couldn’t help but notice the empty seat beside him. Of course, Kaminari and the crew from before followed him with curious eyes, whispering and exchanging odd looks as he sat down.

“Weird,” Iida scratched his head, “Ms.Yaoyorozu usually gets back to class early during breaks. Well, if your question is urgent then—“

“Iida,” Todoroki butted in with a serious tone, “Nevermind it.”

He sent Iida a glare without realizing it, and gritted his teeth. Iida hesitated a grin, both him and Midoriya were absolutely confused by his sudden show of aggression, and proceeded to return to his seat.

Midoriya turned to his right, examining his friend’s stern expression, making a mental note to message the boy later to check up on him. Right then, the clock struck 1 and everyone scrambled around the class like bees out of a hive before Aizawa had entered.

Everyone except two people.

“Okay class,” Aizawa’s eyes were even duller than usual, “Let’s begin.”

The teacher cocked an eyebrow and started to scan the room, mouth forming a thin line as he noticed the two absentees.

“Where are –“

“Here…we…are!”

Panting, Todoroki noticed first thing, was what the creation heroine was doing as she latched onto the doorframe. Her appearance suggested she either ran a marathon or biked ten miles as pieces of hair flew over her flushed face. Sweat beading on her porcelain skin, she looked back waving her arms frantically at a hidden figure behind the doorway.

“Bakugou…hurry up,” she cried, and looked back at Aizawa, apology written all over her expression, “I’m so sorry everyone. Bakugou and I were half way across the campus.”

As if on cue, Mineta moaned in despair while Kaminari snickered. Jirou could only covered her face in agony. The rumours were true after all.

“Hey it wasn’t my fault!” Bakugou yelled and stomped in, hands raised. Aizawa didn’t seem like he cared and gestured for the two to take their places. Lesson started as usual, yet Todoroki couldn’t help but glance over at the girl once in a while, and then to a certain blond.

His hands balled up into a fist. Confrontation wasn’t his forte but now it will be.

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Aizawa left the classroom as the sun set, signalling the end of the day. Everyone started to pack up as the classroom bustled with joyful voices. The girl beside him was in the middle of a heated conversation with Jirou, he noticed, leaving no openings for him to cut in. She was gathering her stationery and organizing them neatly in her pencil case. Yaoyorozu began to follow her best friend out the door prompting Todoroki to shoot up from his seat in protest. He had to stop her from leaving now!

He knocked the chair over behind him and opened his mouth to say something when he noticed he was a few seconds too late. She was already out the door. Donning a look of defeat, he caught a familiar voice in the other side of the room and saw Bakugou and Kirishima talking up a storm.

Without a second thought, the boy strided over to the two. Bakugou shifted a little, curious as to why one of his rivals were looking at him with such vex, and was greeted with a powerful tug to his collar.

“Hey what the f—“ Bakugou yelled, eyes wide. Kirishima looked taken aback at the sudden change of events, and he dashed forward to try and pry Todoroki away from the blond boy.

“What’s with you Todoroki?” Kirishima exclaimed, “Calm down!”

“Bakugou…” Todoroki’s voice was unexpectedly calm and collected, contrasting hugely with his actions, “Explain to me why you were with Yaoyorozu today at lunch.”

Bakugou, although restricted, let out a whole-hearted laugh laced with a slight vileness.

Oh two-face over here asked for it, he thought, this is gonna be fun alright.


~Author’s note: I can’t wait to write Bakugou toying with the situation…todo is a lil dramatic ain’t he, haha. Hope y’all enjoy this and chapter 3 onwards, things gonna start getting heated :p 

Detective Inspecting is an Art.

Okay here we goooo!

This is the prologue for my new fic ‘Detective Inspecting is an Art’ 😁 I hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think of it!

The prologue is a flashback! There will be bits of flashbacks throughout the story but it will make sense when the time comes 😉Enjoy!

Warnings: None

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Prologue

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“The longer you look at it the longer it remains shut and the longer it takes to find out if you got in or not!” Greg’s voice was as impatient as your fingers as they quickly slipped under the seal of the envelope as you began to tear it open.

You stopped and looked up to your boyfriend of five years with hopeful, twinkling eyes “You open yours too,” you smiled “The same time as me. Let’s do this together.”

Greg nodded in agreement and grabbed his envelope that was lying on your bed, he ripped it open at the same time as you and you both took out the folded pieces of paper.

Greg’s eyes widened and he let out a laughter of disbelief “I…I got into the police academy!” He screamed with delight and your letter fell out your hand as you wrapped your arms tightly around him to congratulate him. You pressed a dozen kisses to his lips before he pushed you back a little “What did yours say?”

You were so busy in congratulating him that you didn’t even check your acceptance letter. You grabbed it and a smile spread over your face as you read it but it began to fall and the twinkle that was in your eyes earlier, dulled.

“What?” Greg sounded worried noticing your expression “Did they not-”

“I got in, they…they gave me a scholarship…” Your voice didn’t sound as thrilled as Greg would have liked it to.

“That’s amazing!” He grabbed onto both your arms “What university are you going to?” He asked trying to sneak a peak at your letter.

“Too far…” You whispered out a shook your head “It’s too far…”

Greg rolled his eyes and let go of your arms to read your letter “Oh come on Y/N, you’re being a bit dramatic it’s only-” he cut himself off when he saw the location “-New York.”

You both let out a huff of air and Greg slowly placed the letter down with a smile on his face. You knew it was forced. “That’s amazing Y/N! It’s such a great opportunity…”

“I know but I’ll be leaving everything behind, mum, dad, my home, you.” Greg took your hands in his “Maybe I should ask the head of admissions at the uni just outside London if they’ll reconsider my application…” You rambled on.

Greg let out a long, drawn sigh “You’ve asked them four times already. Y/N you’ve got to go, they offered you a full scholarship. You’ll have the chance to be an artist. This is your dream.” You could see it in his eyes, he was as upset about this as you were. But he was right, he always was. This was your best and only offer.

So, with a heavy heart, you accepted it.

Weeks later you were at the airport with a case that was bursting to the seems with possessions to remind you of home. Your mum and dad were standing there, proud that you were pursuing your dreams. Greg was there too, he was putting on a brave face, just like you.

“Can we get a minute?” You asked your parents.

“Course, we’ll go and grab a coffee,” your mother placed a hand on your shoulder and you looked up to her. That face of hers was sending you a sympathetic smile before she left with your father.

You let out a sigh and clasped onto Greg’s hand “My heart is breaking,” you softly admitted to him. You had spent years with him and suddenly you’d be out of each other’s lives for at least four years, until you finished uni. Even after that there was a very good chance that you’d live there for good.

“Mine too, but I’m so proud of you” he smiled.

“I’m just as proud of you!” You burst with excitement before it fizzled down again, dragging you back into your somber mood. “I…I have something for you,” you fumbled around in your bag and pulled out a moss green book that didn’t have any writing on it “Open it!” You pushed it into Greg’s hands and encouraged him to open it.

He flipped open the pages, it was bursting with paintings just for him. It had doodles of you and him too. On the back it said;’ ‘Greg Lestrade, my greatest muse and my greatest love. I love you, from Y/N.’

Greg smiled at it as tears slipped out of his eyes “I…I love it,” he croaked out “I love you.” You both embraced in a tight hug before he pulled away and handed you a long rectangular box “I had to get you something to remember me by.” He halfheartedly laughed and you opened it.

You gasped and glanced between Greg and the necklace he had got you “It’s-its beautiful. Thank you.” You admired the tiny set of handcuffs and the tiny paintbrush and paint palette charms attached to it. Greg turned you around by the shoulders to put it on you before pressing a tender kiss to the back of your neck and then turning you around to kiss your lips with as much passion as he could muster.

Your parents awkwardly clearing their throats burst the intimate bubble you were both sharing. “Sorry your aunt and uncle couldn’t make it darling, I know you wanted to see them before you left. I’m sure they’ll phone you when you get to the other side,” your mother reassuringly smiled “They are just as proud as we are of you!”

Your mum and dad hugged you for one last time and you turned to Greg to have his arms wrap around you for one final time. The distance would kill your relationship, no matter how hard you both tried to make it work. The two of you knew this and had a discussion about if the other wanted to move on to see other people. With teary eyes, you both agreed.

“I don’t want to say goodbye,” you quietly admitted to Greg.

“Then don’t,” he smiled as tears fell from his jaw “We’ll just say 'I’ll see you later’”

You nodded as tears streamed down your face and Greg brought you in for a hug “I’ll see you later,” you both said at the same time before you left to go through security.

You turned around to wave at the trio who were frantically waving back with tear stained cheeks.

You smiled at Greg for one last time before walking though to security. The first steps to your future had only just begun.

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like father, like son pt. 2

author’s note: i decided to expand the story from like father, like son since i think people really liked that imagine. hope y’all like this one too! feel free to leave a like or a comment, good or bad :-)

“How’s he doing?”

Rafinha slides into the stands next to his wife and immediately picks out their four-year-old son on the field. It’s hard to miss him, actually - standing in front of the goal with his neon green kit from head to toe.

Rafinha was ecstatic when Rio said he wanted to join Barcelona’s academy. He so desperately tried to convince his son to be a midfielder – since it runs in the family – but Rio instead chose to be a goalkeeper. At first, Rafinha was hurt that Rio didn’t want to follow in his footsteps, but he’s really just happy that at least he gets to share the game he loves with his son. They bought a mini goal and they’ve spent countless hours in the backyard practicing, with Rafinha taking shots and Rio blocking them - even though sometimes Rafinha misses shots on purpose just to make Rio feel confident.

“You’re late,” she says, noticing that Rafinha is still sweaty from training.

“I know, I had to do extra drills,” he sighs while slipping his arm around her waist. “Can I have a kiss?”

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Day 3 Nerd Sisters

Day three of Danvers Sisters Week for @queercapwriting . I know this is behind, but I’m a little swamped at college right now, so this is happening. May or may not get around to writing day 4, we’ll see. read on ao3


Alex absolutely loathes to admit it, but she’s a total nerd. She had more titles ending with -ist than Kara can even count, can probably list every single Star Trek episode in order , and delights in new scientific challenges- even though she can never say so because often they are a direct result of extraterrestrial or Cadmus activity.

Kara is pretty sure all this and more qualify her as a nerd, and that means she’s without a doubt the best person to go to with this. Because, yes, Kara technically qualifies as a nerd as well, what with the way she can calculate crazy complex equations on the regular in her head and being a Trekkie along with Alex, but she probably doesn’t qualify for this .

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While Rowan worked on some chores that Riley told her to do, she spotted Neil outside of her window. She waved at him and he waved back frantically. She understood from his pointing and waving that he wanted her to talk to him outside.

Neil: “Hey Rowan! Do you want to play some basket ball with me?”
Rowan: “Hi! I can’t today.. I’m sorry.”
Neil: *pouts* “Whaaaat? Why not?”
Rowan: “I have to do chores today.. You can play if you want? Maybe I can join you later.”
Neil: “You’re abandoning me for your chores?! That’s not nice!”

ice cream & haunted houses

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pairing: chenle x reader
genre: super super super fluff you will vomit rainbows through your eyes
plot: date with chenle at an amusement park
word count: 2,429
a/n: i am TERRIBLE with scenario titles wtf. it’s my first scenario after one year of hiatus, i seriously hope u like it! 

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He was already there when you arrived at the fountain, located near the entrance of the amusement park. The dusk painted the sky in shades of peachy pink and waves of soft violet, and you noticed how the colour of his hair matched harmoniously with the tints of brown trying to fit into the odd mixture of hues and saturations. He hadn’t seen you, not yet, but you took that as an advantage to study his handsome and soothing figure.

He was wearing that old pale pink oversized sweater he had since the third grade – the same sweater you were always complimenting -, even though the sleeves were having trouble  reaching out to cover his wrists. He insisted on wearing it as much as possible when he was with you, because he knew you loved how good it looked on him.

A paper bag loosely swung between his fingers and you couldn’t help but wonder why he had brought it there for. He kept turning his head from one side to another, perhaps looking for you, anxiously waiting for you to show up in front of him – or at least, that’s what you hoped for.

You raised your hand as if you wanted to touch the twilight sky, making yourself visible for the boy on the other side of the street who was blindly searching for you in all the wrong places.

“Chenle!” you waved your arm, clumsily standing yourself on your toes.

His head turned to the petite figure near the water fountain, worried eyes instantly turning brighter than the moonlight as they landed on you. Inside your chest, your heart skipped a beat the moment you watched the corners of his plump little mouth curl upwards into the smile he only made when he saw you in your graphic t-shirts, and your skinny jeans and your rounded glasses. He frantically waved back at you, gesturing with his hand for you to come closer.

The urge to have him closer to you was so intense that you mindlessly crossed the street, making your way towards him like a child attracted by the scent of gummy bears and lollipops.

The moon and the stars were already hanging from the tidal wave of the darkest blue like adornments in a marionette show. In less than a second, both of you were facing each other, with stupid in love smiles plastered on your faces. You looked up at him, taking your time admiring his looks and how soft he looked covered in your favourite pale pink sweater.

You and your pretty little mind were so caught up in Chenle’s soft smile that you didn’t even notice when his middle finger and thumb flicked against your forehead, earning a cry from you as both of your hands covered the barely hurt spot.

“Outch! What was that for?” you asked with accusing eyes.

“You didn’t even watch if there was a car coming when you crossed the street!” he nagged at you as if he was one of your parents. “Don’t ever do that again!”

Under your breath, you tried to conceal a smirk. Seeing him caring about you and scolding you for not being careful never failed to make your heart flutter and your cheeks become hotter than blue fire.

“Well, sorry.” You replied pretentiously, letting your hands fall to your sides as you wondered if Chenle would notice the shades of red absorbed in your face. “What’s that?”

Chenle diverted the sweet stare he was holding on you to the paper bag on his hand. His expression transformed immediately and, before you noticed, his eyes were a curved thin line and his teeth were showing in a wide smile. “Oh, this is for you!”

He stretched out his arm towards you and as he did, your lips slightly parted in pure surprise. You had gone in so many dates with Chenle, yet this was the first time he was bringing you a gift. You knew he was up to something, you knew him well enough to know. But what? Had something changed in your friendship that you didn’t quite pay attention to? If so, what had changed?

You took the paper bag in your petite hands, not only curious about what he had brought you, but also apprehensive. Chenle was one of the sweetest boys you had met your entire life; however, he was also one of the most mischievous.

The paper bag contained a medium sized black box, its cover involved in a silk bow. You grabbed the box in your hands and let the paper bag fall onto ground, carelessly. Giving Chenle one last curious glance, you opened the box to see a pair of round spectacle glasses with coloured lenses – the same glasses you couldn’t seem to shut up about for the past two weeks. In all of your dates, you would always drag him to the store just to whine about how pretty and cool they were.

You gasped at the sight of the most precious object you now owned. “Chenle… I’ve been wanting these for so long… You really didn’t have to… Thank you…”

He chuckled and you felt your heart jump a little. “Y/N, stop it… I wanted to give them to you for a long time, but I wanted to give them in a special day.”

“Special day?” You asked almost in a tone of negligence. You were still too focused on examining every millimetre of the beautiful glasses you could now call yours.

Chenle gently took your hand in his, helping you in the movements of your fingers to put the glasses back on the box as in a please pay attention to me request. You stared at him, bewildered, and you swore you had blinked hundred, a thousand, perhaps a million times when your cold skin touched his.

“I’m glad you liked the glasses.” He smiled, then pointing to the enormous and twinkling amusement park’s entrance. “Shall we go in?”

Holding the paper bag on your hands, your eyes shone at him like a million fireworks in the night sky. At that moment, you were the happiest girl in the planet.

***

The silver moonlight immersed into Chenle’s hair colour like a feather carried by the warm summer breeze. You were walking slowly around the amusement park, half trying to find the next attraction you wanted to ride on, half appreciating each other’s company while comfortably eating your ice creams in silence.

As you took the last bite into your mint chocolate ice cream, your eyes darted to relish Chenle’s feautures, from his beaded eyes, to his perfectly sculpted and defined nose, to the chubby apples of his cheeks and finally halting at the sweet form of his plump lips; he was too handsome for you to handle, but his personality was way more valuable than his looks. He was clever, funny, perceptive, enthusiastic of your interests and, above all, the strongest shoulder you could ever lean on. He knew you better than anyone else. He always offered to help you doing your homework whenever you had difficulties; he never failed to make you smile or laugh when you were feeling down and had tears threatening to slide down; he was your best reader, he knew exactly what each one of your expressions meant, you were like an open book for him, but just for him, no one else; listening to you talking with passion about the things you loved was his ultimate favourite hobby, he would never let you down or make you feel bad for loving the things you loved; his shoulders were always available for you, and only for you, and they were your favourite place to rest your head on at the end of tiresome days.

Your wandering thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Chenle’s cocky voice, accompanied by a mischievous wink. “Y/N, I know I’m handsome, but you don’t need to keep staring at me.”

You felt your cheeks heat up. “Ugh, stop it. I just thought I had seen a bit of ice cream in your face, that’s it!”

“Yeah, right!” He giggled. “So, what attraction do you want ride on now?”

“Hmm… I was thinking….” Your eyes roamed between all the surrounding attractions, with colourful lights blinking, unsynchronised, each of them drawing more of your attention that the one you had seen before.

Then, you spotted a darker attraction, filled with monsters and ghosts and bloody figures waving their dangerous knives and letting out evil laughs like in a horror cartoon.

“That one! I want to go on the haunted house!” You rejoiced, pointing excitedly to the attraction.

“T-the… The haunted house?” Your eyes met Chenle’s when you spotted hesitation in his voice.

“Yes…” He gulped. And you noticed. “Wait… Are you scared to go on the hauted house, Zhong Chenle?!”

“No! No at all!” He frantically shook his head no and you burst into laughter the second you realised he was lying. “If you want to go to the haunted house that badly, then let’s go!”

He started to walk towards the haunted house, determined to show you how fearless he was, and you followed behind him.

You insisted in buying the tickets and after a long argument about it, Chenle gave in and let you. Both of you patiently waited until the little carriage of the train who would tour you around the haunted house had a free seat and, as soon as other people got out, you sat side by side at the front.

“Are you sure you want to stay in the front?” Chenle whispered and when you looked at him, fear was all over his face.

You tilted your head to the side, comforting him with a soft smile. “Chenle, it’s okay… We don’t have to g-”

“No, I want to go into this haunted house with you.” He smiled. “It’s something you like and I want you to share the things you like with me too.”

Deep down, you knew he had always been terribly scared of anything that had to do with horror – and this time, you chose the haunted house not only because you liked the adrenaline it gave you, but also because you wanted to help him fight his fears. Although it might not be the best occasion to do it, you wanted to, at least, try.

Trying to conceal his fear, you watched him as he played with his fingers, anxiety beginning to erode him inside. Regardless of being overly responsive to every touch of Chenle – your heart skipped a trillion beats, your cheeks turn red and you always avoided eye contact -, this moment was one of those where you couldn’t let your shyness win over the love you felt for him. With your mind settled, you inhaled and slowly let your fingers search for his, entwining both of your piano hands together. Chenle held your gaze with an incredulous look plastered onto his face, probably surprised by the fact that this was the first time he was not making the move on you. You curled your lips to him in a smile which he returned with glittering irises and dilated pupils.

The moments Chenle shortened the distance between your bodies and let his head fall upon your shoulder, the train started.

***

Honestly, you almost hadn’t paid any attention to the haunted house tour. In fact, you hadn’t paid any attention at all. Your whole world had stopped the second Chenle tightened the grip on your hand and leaned onto your shoulder for comfort. Your heart was beating faster than the speed of light, harder than a meteor shower crossing the atmosphere and cratering the earth. Although the air was filled with other people’s screams and laughs within the haunted house, the sounds of your heartbeats had been loud enough for you to fear that Chenle would listen. He had spent the entire trip clinging onto your shoulder while pressing his lids together from time to time. And you… you had spent the entire trip staring at him.

Staring at Chenle in secret was always the same as clicking in a button to mute all the noise buzzing in the world. Then, your favourite love songs started to play in the background of your mind and you admired his every feature and flaw and thought about how it would feel to have his arms wrapping up around you in an embrace full of care and love and support. An embrace you could only imagine and, much to your disappointment, were not able to bring to reality.

The haunted house train arrived at its final destination and Chenle detached himself from you, yet not breaking your sweet and warm holding hands. You got out of the train and Chenle was guiding you silently through the crowd of people wandering round in the amusement park, always looking over his shoulder to make sure you were still there with him. Something was not right. Why was he acting this oddly?

As soon as you reached the frontier that separated the amusement park and the river, Chenle stopped under a pretty tree showered by the beautiful moonlight and shining stars and immediately enveloped both of his arms on your neck, pushing you against the warmth of his sweater.

You gasped, caught in surprise by his sudden act. Your arms were hanging loose, with an unknown place to settle. Chenle wasn’t much taller than you, but tall enough to rest his chin on the top of your head as one of his hands played with your hair, gently and purely out of love. “I really like you, you know?”

When you woke up from your static state, you managed to place your arms around his waist, linking your hands together on his back. Your eyelids clung into each other and you sank into his embrace as if there was no tomorrow. “I really like you too…”

His chin parted from the top of your head and that allowed you to look up at him in delight. For the hundredth time tonight, he caught you by surprise by leaning in and placing a sweet kiss onto your forehead.

There you stood, two kinds in love under the starry night and ocean of silver moon, in the arms of one another. You felt warm, protected, loved. You were smiling and your head sank into his chest even more.

At that moment, everything was right in the world. At that moment, you swore you were the happiest girl in the entire universe.

A/N: I’ll be posting this on ff.net, but figured I’d post it here too. Decided to get back into writing a bit until I go back to school so here’s some Miyusawa with this AU idea I saw on Tumblr: ‘Every Wednesday at the same damn time you’re at the same cereal aisle getting the same cereal brand and I’ve been trying to make a move on you for ages.’  - I will admit it was sort of hard writing this one because I make things hard on myself… lol

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Fic - CSL (Common as a Second Language)

Rating: T

Sumary: Hawke is desperate to get Kirkwall High’s mysterious Tevinter elf to notice her. But he won’t answer her love letters!

Notes: This is a High School AU no one asked for. Inspired by this (x) post. I hope you enjoy. ETA: Also, I wrote an alternate end for a meme. Check it out here (x) when you’re done.

Ao3 Link: (x)

“I’ve slipped him ten notes now and he’s ignored all of them.” Hawke moaned loud enough for half of the high school cafeteria to hear her. A few heads turned, but most went along with their day. The Fereldan transfer’s crush on a certain Tevinter elf was well known news.

Except, apparently, to the Tevinter elf.

“Now, I don’t want to get all crazy with the plans here, Hawke, but have you tried, I dunno, talking to him?” Varric leaned back in his chair, fiddling with his phone.

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anonymous asked:

*screams erupt in the middle of the night from the Athena Cabin* *various forms of "It's your turn to kill the spider!" are yelled between other cabins*

I fully believe that the Athena cabin has taken every magical and mortal method at their disposal to make sure no spider can ever enter their cabin. But outside of the cabin all the other kids would for sure have to be on spider killing duty lol imagine someone spotting a spider on an Athena kid’s back and waving frantically to make sure no one else notices while they take care of it

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Colin filming night scenes August 21st.

Sorry my camera wasn’t that good in the dark, plus me shivering from the cold probably didn’t help with the blurriness, but I can’t help snapping pictures whenever I see this man so here they are.

I especially enjoyed the scene in the first photo because Hook is hanging out with the Charmings like he’s part of the family now even though Emma isn’t there.  During that scene Colin and Liam kept laughing so they had to do it a few times, which was cute.  Between takes Colin would walk back to the area around Granny’s for breaks and he waved at us a couple times but I didn’t get a picture of it because it was too adorable and I was too busy frantically waving back at him. However, the second photo was taken right after he was done waving at us.

Budding Trees Part 2

Um. Yeah. Hijinks and flirting, basically.

Part 1 is here.

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It only took two days for them to jump off a literal cliff.

Maka ran full-tilt across the rocky earth, Soul stretched out behind her in scythe form. She ducked and rolled, avoiding debris coming at them from all angles.

“I hate it when they explode,” she yelled, dodging to her right when she heard whistling shrapnel flying through the air behind her. The impact knocked her down.

“Get up,” Soul commanded. “We’re almost there. Shit, that thing’s about to pop. Get going!”

“Says the jerk who doesn’t have to do the running. Can you shift to flying form?”

“No time, you gotta jump.”

She pushed her palms against sharp pebbles and took off again, heading straight for the place where the world dropped out of view. The pre-kishin with a knack for pyrotechnics rumbled loudly behind them. It sucked in a breath and held it, making everything go silent and still just before the meister and her weapon reached the edge of the cliff.

And then, BOOM.

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nightgryff  asked:

Hi *waves frantically* I love your videos and you're super funny and I'm really jealous of your hair (because it's actually really really perfect). x

Thanks!!!! *waves frantically back* you’re too kind. I bet your hair is hella coooool! 

anonymous asked:

omg your writing is what i live for. can you write a fic where Malia finds out that Stiles was with Lydia and she starts yelling at him over it and constantly saying "you still love her don't you?!" and then they break up (please i need happy stydia rn)

Awww you are too kind, anon! Thank ya cutie :) 

Sure I can! Here’s a short story and yes this obviously includes anti-Stalia/Malia, so keep scrolling if that’s not your thing. The Stydia in this is minimal because it’s more about the Stalia breakup aspect. 

Enjoy…

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