we're going to see them laugh

queen-of-all-the-fandoms  asked:

"I don't care how much a speedster needs to eat, you touch my food, and we're going to have a problem."

“I don’t care how much a speedster needs to eat, you touch my food, and we’re going to have a problem.” You heard Cisco yell as you entered the lab.

Seeing Barry with candy bar laying in his hand. “But I’m hungry“ he whined,

“What about all of the bars I made you?!”

“I ate them all, it’s been a busy day”

“You’ve had two car chases! That’s it!” Cisco yelled, making you laugh. “[F/n] control your boyfriend, he’s a bottomless pit!”

Laughing again your eyes fell on Barry, who smiled sweetly. You knew exactly what that look was saying, “Big Belly Burger?” raising an eyebrow at him

“Big Belly Burger” he nodded before speeding to get out of his suit. Eyes diverting to Cisco, “He has a problem” he pointed at the door.

“Maybe so, but I owe you for all the power bars you make him. Send me your order.” You smiled as Barry joined your side.

“I’m not that big of a pain.” He laughed but you and Cisco kept a straight face. His smile fell, “Really?” sounding offended.

“Hey at least your fast” you patted his chest before heading out of the lab and Cisco turned back to his work. 

“Wait, [F/n]?!“ He chased after you, wanting an explanation.

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everlarkanxiety  asked:

Any chance we could get some Ice Mechanic "we're the only unattached people here and we're going to die soon anyway so why not" smut? Seeing all these gifs of them standing together is getting me thinking!

It’s like you read my mind because I wrote this last night unprompted and it fits the bill perfectly.

Somehow, the ice king managed to make the cavernous lab feel small.  While they waited for the transfusion to take he paced around the lab, peering intently at screens and at one point reaching over Raven’s shoulder to fiddle with a dial.  She slapped his hand away without looking and he huffed out a quiet laugh.  He’d disappeared for a few hours then, reappearing shirtless with his long hair dripping as if he’d taken a shower.  Raven briefly wondered if he found the technology required to start a shower in Becca’s mansion intimidating, but then her brain got distracted by thinking of water running over that smoothly chiseled chest and stomach.  She scowled at him because she couldn’t afford to be distracted right now.  He stopped frowning at a monitor to look at her.  “Is there a problem?”

“Don’t you ever wear a shirt?” she snapped.

He made that sound again, more like an exhale than a real laugh.  “Am I interfering with your work?”

Raven’s neck felt hot and she looked back down at her calculations. “Nevermind,” she muttered, and let him continue to prowl around the lab, looking oddly at home despite his grounder clothing.


Raven walked out of the mansion and stared off the veranda towards the water.  They were leaving tomorrow morning to inspect the bunker Jaha had found because that was humanity’s last hope.  


There was nothing else left.  

Everything she’d done, everything she’d tried, and they were reduced to hoping that a cult’s hole in the ground would save them.

A splash of water drew her attention.  Roan was swimming in the pool, knifing through the water with even, smooth strokes.  He was shirtless again, this time giving her a good view of his back muscles working as he swam.  He came to the edge of the pool and looked up at her, the underwater lights throwing his face into sharp relief.

“You did everything you could,” he said in that low growl.

Raven chewed on the inside of her cheek.  “We might die in less than two weeks anyway,” she said.

Roan shrugged.  “So come for a swim.  Probably the last time you’ll get to.”

“It’d be the first time,” she corrected.  “Didn’t exactly have pools in space.”

“All the more reason to join me.”

Raven looked down at him and considered.  She didn’t know him well, aside from his habit for wandering around shirtless and the fact that Clarke seemed to like him.  He was efficient and cold, but it seemed to her like might be a mask.  Still waters run deep, and all that.  “I might drown,” she said, but she was already crouching down to untie her boots.

“I’ll make sure you don’t,” he said with a flicker of a grin.  

Raven stripped down to her bra and underwear and stepped into the water.  She was a little unsteady without her brace and Roan came to meet her on the steps, holding his hand out with his face impassive.  She took his hand and let him help her down.

“You’ve seen battle,” he observed.

“It was Murphy,” she admitted.  The water lapped around her calves and then her hips, warm and soothing.

Roan nodded.  “Want me to kill him?”

“Aren’t we all dying soon anyway?” she said with a laugh.

Roan shrugged again.  “If we’re all dying and him dying first would make you happy, I could provide that for you.  You’ve worked hard to save my people; it would be an honor to repay the favor.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she replied wryly.

The water reached her waist and Raven felt the ever-present ache in her hip lessen.  It wasn’t quite like zero-g, but there was an ease to movement in water that made her feel at home.  Roan kept his hand curled around hers and led her towards the deeper end of the pool until her toes left the ground and the water reached her chin.  He coaxed her onto her back and held his hand on her lower back until she was floating, weightless under the stars.

Raven floated and Roan stayed nearby, just out of her line of vision.  There wasn’t a cloud in the sky.  Raven had stopped looking at the stars on the ground— there was too much going on, but now, with the end in sight, she wished she’d done this more often. Eventually she dropped her feet back down and flipped into an awkward paddle that propelled her to the edge of the pool.  Roan followed and she found a shallow bench cut into the side, so they sat and rested their heads against the tile.

“Are you scared?” she asked without looking at him.

Roan was quiet for a long time.  “If praimfaya comes, it comes.  But the bunker might work.”

“Think you can live underground for five years?”

“If that’s what it takes to survive, then yes.  You?”

Raven kept her eyes on the stars.  She didn’t have much time to see them anymore, one way or another.  “If that’s what it takes to survive,” she echoed and glanced over at him.  He was watching her, his blue eyes unreadable.

Raven weighed her options,  She had ten— no, nine— days left.  The bunker might work, but if it didn’t…this might be her last night of peace.  She would work as hard as she could to get the bunker ready once she was there, but for tonight, there was nothing left to do.

She might as well enjoy herself.

So she tipped her head and closed the distance between them.  Roan took her meaning and kissed her, gentler than she was expecting.  His beard was softer than she thought too, and his tongue found hers in a way that made her toes curl.  Roan scooped her into his arms and resettled her onto his lap and they slowly peeled their remaining clothes off.

Raven didn’t expect tenderness from the ice king, but he touched her with such care it almost brought tears to her eyes.  His own eyes were shaded with something like fear too, and Raven wondered if even kings craved kindness.  She liked the feel of him inside of her and she liked how he looked at her with something like wonder.  She liked his hands on her hips and she liked how they moved together in the water.  

Death was ticking closer, but Raven had never felt more alive.

  • Eren has spent the last few weeks denying a worsening vision problem. When his best friend, Levi, narrowly saves Eren from walking into a lamp post on the way home from college, the teen finds himself frogmarched to the nearest opticians, where he is declared short-sighted.
  • Eren: By all rights I shouldn't even be here. I'm in the prime of life.
  • Levi: You're in the prime of idiocy.
  • Eren: Hey!
  • Levi: How much longer were you going to pretend you're not bat-shit blind?
  • Eren: It's not that bad.
  • Levi: Really? (steps back, raises a hand) How many fingers am I holding up?
  • Eren: (squinting, shuffling closer)
  • Levi: Yeah. As I thought. (walks back into view, middle finger raised, chuckles at Eren's affronted expression)
  • Eren: Dunno why I'm friends with you.
  • Levi: Dunno why you're not picking out some specs. It's what we're here for.
  • Eren: Okay! Here we go... (picks the nearest pair- an ugly tortoisehell brown) How do I look?
  • Levi: (speechless)
  • Eren: Is that a good silence... or?(squints at his face in a mirror, frowning) Levi? I need your input. (coughs) I kinda can't see them. Or my face.
  • Levi: Shit.(trying not to laugh) Have you tried squinting harder?
  • Eren: Hey! This is serious, alright. I need your help.
  • Levi: Yeah, hang on. (pulls out his phone)
  • Eren: What're you doing?
  • Levi: (takes a photo of Eren's confused expression) Capturing evidence. (plucks the offensive glasses from Eren's face) so you know what I saved you from.
  • Eren: So show me where the 'cool' glasses are.
  • Levi: I can do better than that. Stay here. (Levi leaves, spending longer picking out Eren's glasses than anything he ever buys for himself)
  • Levi: These. (tucking the frames atop Eren's ears, falls in awestruck silence)
  • Eren: Levi...? (squinting angrily) Are you trying not to laugh again?
  • Levi: No.
  • Eren: Do I look stupid?
  • Levi: No. Hell no. You look...
  • Eren: What is it? You sound weird.
  • Levi: These glasses really suit you.
  • Eren: Guess I owe you one.
  • Levi: You owe me twice. 'Cause I saved you from walking into things.
  • Eren: Hah. So, is there anything you need?
  • Levi: Don't wear contacts.
  • Eren: ...I can do that.
The Types as My Chemical Romance Lyrics
  • ISTJ: "Well, when you go, don't ever think I'll make you try to stay. And maybe when you get back, I'll be off to find another way."
  • ESTJ: "Teenagers scare the living shit out of me. They could care less as long as someone'll bleed. So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose. Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me."
  • INFP: "I won't explain or say I'm sorry. I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar. Give a cheer for all the broken. Listen here, because it's who we are."
  • ENFP: "Do or die, you'll never make me, because the world will never take my heart. Go and try, you'll never break me. We want it all, we wanna play this part."
  • ISFJ: "And after seeing what we saw, can we still reclaim our innocence? And if the world needs something better, let's give them one more reason now."
  • ESFJ: "For every failing sun, there’s a morning after. Though I’m empty when you go, I just wanted you to know that the world is ugly, but you’re beautiful to me."
  • INTP: "Well it rains and it pours when you're out on your own. If I crash on the couch, can I sleep in my clothes? ... If it looks like I'm laughing, I'm really just asking to leave."
  • ENTP: "We're damned after all. Through fortune and flame we fall. And if you can stay then I'll show you the way to return from the ashes you call."
  • ISTP: "I stopped bleeding three years ago while you keep screaming for revolution. Because rebellion's not a t-shirt you sell. You keep your money and I’ll see you in hell."
  • ESTP: "'Cause even heroes get the blues, or any misery you choose. You like to watch, we like to use, and we were born to lose."
  • INFJ: "And if the world stops believing, I'll keep believing that the world could make a change."
  • ENFJ: "If I could be with you tonight, I would sing you to sleep, never let them take the light behind your eyes."
  • INTJ: "You're in time for the show. You're the one that I need, I'm the one that you loathe."
  • ENTJ: "You've got to make a choice if the music drowns you out and raise your voice every single time they try and shut your mouth."
  • ISFP: "You don't know a thing about this life, and we are up for everything it takes to prove we're not the same as them."
  • ESFP: "I can't slow down, I won't be waiting for you. I can't stop now, because I'm dancing."
Dating an ENTP Female (A Story of Personal Experience)
  • It seems like every person I try to date really likes me, then they run away when they see that my criticalness isn't cute; it's part of who I am. That my ambition really does override pretty much everything else about me. Everyone is like, OMG ENTPs ARE SOOOOOOO SEXY! Except, you see, we always become overwhelming. Always.
  • We're cool, but we come with an apparent warning label. No matter how many times I try to let people know, *this is who I am,* they still want a taste of the cyanide-laced cookies.
  • Potential Suitor: Hey, you're (pick one or all: cool/funny/smart/sexy/interesting/nice)
  • Me: thanks, you're (insert something honest here, probably nice). Wanna get coffee or go to Boston? We'll dance to the Bee Gees the whole way while drinking coconut milk from a pineapple. Or we could just watch Dr. Who when we're not talking about Harry Potter and reading.
  • Potential Suitor: Sure!
  • /few times after seeing me
  • Me: /asks deep, probing questions into their psyche
  • Potential Suitor: oh, uhm, wow, I didn't know you were...
  • Me: /interrupts, asks another probing question, starts talking about the point of life
  • Potential Suitor: That's kinda dark...I just wanna have fun. I don't do philosophy. By the way, why are you so ambitious.
  • Me: /stares them down
  • Potential Suitor: /laughs nervously, doesn't know what to do
  • Me: Senses distress, walks away before I overwhelm them further
[Dengeki Girl’s Style October 2015]
  • This is your first time on Dengeki Girl's Style isn't it! May we get some opening words from you?
  • Riku: Yes, well then, starting from me! Nice to meet you! I'm the center, Nanase Riku...
  • Iori: Nice to meet you. I am IDOLiSH7's Izumi Iori. Please bear with me for today.
  • Riku: Wait a minute, Iori!!! I was still speaking!
  • Nagi: NO! Fighting is no good! I am, Rokuya Nagi. Currently accepting offers for girlfriends and Magi⭐️Kona figurines.
  • Riku: Don't ignore me and just carry on!
  • Tamaki: Ufu. Yofufa hamaffu. (Read: Ussu. Yotsuba Tamaki)
  • Mitsuki: Don't eat in the middle of an interview! Ah! This is Izumi Mitsuki! Iori's older brother! It has always been my dream to be an idol since I was a child!
  • Sougo: I'm so sorry that it's so noisy right now... I am Ousaka Sougo. Everything is alright. We're not fighting. Haha... Eh? We're all on very good terms. Everything is perfectly alright.
  • Yamato: Nikaidou Yamato. For the time being, I'm the leader. I'm wearing glasses!
  • Mitsuki: If it's glasses we can see if you're wearing them!
  • Riku: ... Is that harassment...?
  • Thank you very much (laughs). Everyone is so energetic and you all have such diverse personalities! Well then, moving on. Would you share with us what are the points to look out for in your recently released single, "MONSTER GENERATiON"...?
  • Riku: Yes! Starting over, I will go first! From the very beginning to the very end, "MONSTER GENERATiON" is IDOLiSH7's first song. The parts which I had to harmonize with Tamaki and Nagi felt really good!
  • Iori: That is a very Nanase-san-like answer huh.
  • Riku: Eh? What's that supposed to mean? Are you praising me?
  • Iori: It's like you trying to convey it but it doesn't actually get through. And I'm not praising you.
  • Mitsuki: But it's true! It's like the lyrics are packed, one by one, with our all our personalities in it. Don't just listen to the song, pay attention to the lyrics too!
  • Sougo: Yamato-san's solo part was really outstanding.
  • Yamato: I expected someone to bring that up... Onii-san is embarrassed so please stop it. Speaking of which, don't you have your own solo part too?
  • Tamaki: Nagicchi really sang just like how Naggichi would, with all his might.
  • Nagi: OH! OF COURSE! Singing with everyone felt great!
  • Riku: We wanted to convey to everyone an unfading GENERATION with the song! We, IDOLiSH7, will be in your care!
The Signs as Hetalia Quotes.
  • Aries: "Whoa, ice cream?! I'm totally coming there to hug you!" - America
  • Taurus: "Seriously, you're all nutburgers! What am I to do with you?" - Britain
  • Gemini: "Just show them your boobs!" - Ukraine
  • Cancer: "My only friend growing up was a yak" - Russia
  • Virgo: "Hey Japan, want to see my butt?" - Italy
  • Libra: "Not if you pay me a mirrion dorrar." - Japan
  • Scorpio: "Man up, or I'll beat you with my peace prize!" -Switzerland
  • Sagittarius: "No one asked you, cheesy monkey!" - Britain
  • Capricorn: "No one's going to believe me when I tell them that you died making pasta in the desert." - Germany
  • Aquarius: "Are you serious? We must celebrate this occasion with a dish of red bean rice!" - Japan
  • Pieces: "Well then, I'll tell you a funny joke while we're waiting in line! That way, I'm guaranteed to get a laugh out of it!" - Finland

anonymous asked:

i'm still laughing at that story about harry's legal team warning a newspaper to not publish the leaked pictures. can you imagine how that conversation went? "you are not prohibited to publish any of those pictures and if you do legal action will be taken." "okay and what about the girl who leaked them? will any legal action be taken against her?" "ummm...well...you see...we're not going to reprimand her just because...*hangs up and throws phone against the wall*"

actual footage of harry’s legal team trying to explain why harry will not be taking legal action against the actual hacker/criminal:

  • TTK: Let me have your attention for a moment. 'Cause you're talkin' about what, you're talkin' about... bitchin' about that node you shot, some Abyssal bitch don't wanna sink, some resources don't wanna show up, your sister you're trying to screw and so forth... let's talk about something IMPORTANT. Are they all here?
  • Ooyodo: All but one.
  • TTK: Well I'm going anyway. Let's talk about something important. PUT. THAT BUCKET. DOWN. Buckets' for closers only. You think I'm fuckin' with you? I am not fuckin' with you. I'm here from HQ. I'm here from high command. And I'm here on a mission of mercy! Your name's Akagi?
  • Akagi: Yeah.
  • TTK: You call yourself an aircraft carrier, you sea cow?
  • Kaga: I don't gotta listen to this shit.
  • TTK: You certainly don't pal, 'cause the good news is: You're scrapped. The bad news is, you've got -all've you got- just one week to regain your jobs, starting tonight. Starting with tonight's sortie. Oh. Have I got your attention now? Good. 'Cause we're adding a little something to this month's event. As you all know, first prize is a Repair Goddess. Anybody wanna see second prize? Second prize is a set of bauxite steak knives. Third prize is you're scrapped. You get the picture? You laughing now? You've got equipment; HQ spent good resources. Use that equipment to SINK them. You can't use the equipment you're given, you can't use shit, YOU ARE SHIT. Hit the bricks pal and beat it, 'cause you are going out!
  • Akagi: The planes are weak.
  • TTK: The planes are weak? The fuckin' planes are weak? YOU'RE weak. I've been in this business fifteen years...
  • Kaga: What's your name?
  • TTK: FUCK YOU, that's my name! You know why, missy? 'Cause you got TOWED to get in here tonight. I drove an $80,000 BMW, THAT'S my name. And your name is You're Wanting. You can't play in the sailor's game, you can't close boss nodes... then go home and tell your sister your troubles. Because only one thing counts in this life: GET THE BOMBS ON THE ENEMY THAT IS THE HIME. You hear me, you fuckin' frigates?
  • TTK: A. B. C. A: Always B: Be C: Closing. ALWAYS BE CLOSING. ALWAYS. BE. CLOSING. A.I.D.A. Attention, Interest, Decision, Action! Attention: Do I have your attention? Interest, are you interested? I know you are, 'cause it's fuck or walk. You close or you hit the bricks. Decision: HAVE YOU MADE YOUR DECISION, FOR CHRIST? And Action. AIDA. Get out there, you got the Abyssals coming in. You think they came to sell you real estate? Abyssals don't show up lest they want to fight. They're sitting there, WAITING to get shot! Are you gonna shoot 'em? Are you kanmusu enough to shoot 'em?
  • TTK: What's the problem, pal? You, Kaga.
  • Kaga: You're such a hero, you're so high-ranking, how come you're coming down here wasting your time with such a bunch o' bums?
  • TTK: You see this watch? You see this watch?
  • Kaga: Yeah.
  • TTK: This watch cost more than your fighter squadron. I made 970,000 bauxite last event, how much did you make? You see pal, THAT'S who I am, and you're nothing. Nice girl? I don't give a shit. Good mother? Fuck you, go home and play with your kids. You wanna work here, CLOSE. You think this is abuse? You think this is abuse, you minesweeper? You can't take this, HOW CAN YOU TAKE THE ABUSE YOU GET ON A SORTIE? You don't like it, leave. I can go out there TONIGHT with the equipment you got and beat a boss node. TONIGHT! In two hours! Can you? Can YOU? Go and do likewise. AIDA. Get MAD, you daughters o' darkness, GET MAD! You know what it takes to beat bosses? It takes bauxite balls to beat bosses. Go and do likewise, ladies. The drops are out there. You pick 'em up, they're yours. You don't, I got no sympathy for you. You wanna go out on those sorties tonight and close, CLOSE, it's yours. If not, you're gonna be shining my shoes. And you know what you'll be saying. A bunch o' losers sittin' around in the bar. 'Oh yeah, I used to be a kanmusu. It's a tough racket.'
  • TTK: These are the new planes. These are the elite Reppuu planes. And to you, they're gold. And you don't get them. Why? 'Cause to give them to you is just throwing them away. They're for closers. I'd wish you good luck, but you wouldn't know what to do with it if you got it. And to answer your question, pal? 'Why am I here?' I came here because high command asked me to. They asked me for a favor. I said the real favor: Follow my advice and scrap your fuckin' ass, because a loser is a loser.
  • Luke: "Hey, (Y/N), didn't know your boyfriend was here," your friend said, walking to you at the end of the period. "He's not, he's touring," you replied, sighing. "Really? I'm pretty sure I just saw him at the entrance," she shrugged, walking the opposite way. "What?", you muttered to yourself, walking faster. As usual, the entrance of the school was a mess - everybody wanting to get out and go home. Yet, it wasn't hard to see a blonde head standing out of the crowd, and you knew to whom that head belonged. "Oh my God," you said, stopping abruptly. "Well, go get him," you friend pushed you, and got cheers from your other friends. "Okay, see you tomorrow," you told them, walking quickly to where Luke was standing. Before you could get there, though, he saw you, lips turning into a smile. Once again, you stopped walking, smiling and taking in his features. "Hi," he mouthed, waving. "Hi," you mouthed back, swiftly getting to where he was, only to be received by his open arms. "What are you doing here?", you asked, pressing your head against his chest. "I got a break from tour and wanted to surprise you," he said, resting his chin on top of your head. "I missed you so much," you told him. "So did I," he kissed the top of your head, squeezing you. "So, for how long are you staying?", you asked, breaking the hug, but maintaining your arms around his waist. "Not much," he sighed, cupping your face, "But it's better than nothing." "Ah, you guys are so cute!", your friend walked past you two, phone in hand showing pictures from your public display of affection, "And it's nice to see you, Luke." "You too, (Y/F/N)," he chuckled. "So, what are we going to do?", you asked, turning your attention back to him. "Anything," he said, "As long as I'm with you."
  • Ashton: "Babe!", Ashton's voice echoed through the phone. "Hey, Ash," you smiled. "Are you leaving yet?", he asked, and you could feel him pouting. "Yeah, I am," you giggled. "Okay, I'm outside waiting for you. I'm the hot guy by the car," he said and you laughed. "And I'm the hot girl holding several books," you said before hanging up. Buy, boy, you couldn't deny that Ashton did look hot leaned against his car with sunglasses on. "Hello there," he smiled at you. "Hey," you smiled back, walking towards him. "How was your day," he asked you. "Good," you replied, standing in front of you. "That's nice, 'cause it's about to get better," he leaned down, kissing you. Before you knew it, you were the one pressed against the car, standing on your tip toes and with your arms wrapped around his neck, hands playing with his hair. His, on the other hand, were lingering on your waist, one moving down to squeeze your butt lightly. "Ash," you mumbled, biting his lip, "We're still at my school." "Oh, yeah," he giggled, pulling away from you, "Shall we go, then?", he opened your door. "You know," you said once he was in the car, "You should come pick me up more often." "Yeah, why?", he asked. "'Cause it's nice to see everyone's faces after we kiss," you shrugged. "Oh, really?", he laughed. "Yeah, it's like they saw a ghost or something," you joined him. "So let's give them a show, then," he mumbled, pressing his lips against yours one more time. "I'm not ready to become a porn star yet, Ash," you smiled, breaking the kiss. "Ah, really? Man, I was hoping you were," he joked. "Just drive," you giggled.
  • Michael: 'How's hell?', you smiled, reading Michael's text. 'Horrible as usual. You're lucky you dropped out of school', you replied. "Texting Michael again?", your friend asked, walking next to you. "Yeah, I miss him like crazy," you sighed. "Hm," you were too caught up on waiting for him to reply to notice your friend's smirk as you walked together out of school. 'Ah, I would prefer still being in school if that meant I'd get to see you everyday', you giggled at his cheesy reply. 'No you wouldn't', you texted back. 'You can bet I would', you rolled your eyes at his response. 'Hey, don't roll your eyes at me', you received another text from him. 'I didn't roll my eyes!', you replied, knowing he was probably just assuming you had. "Yes you did!", you heard Michael's voice. "Surprise," you heard your friend say as you looked up, only to see Michael's tall frame in front of you. "Oh my God, Michael!", you jumped in his arms, not before giving your friend a thankful smile. "I missed you so much, babe," he whispered in your ear, hugging you tighter. "I missed you too," you said, breaking the hug only to pull him down by his shirt and kiss him. "God, how I missed this," he mumbled against your lips. "Me too," you giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck. "So, how was your day," he traced your nose with his in a lovingly way. "Michael," you mumbled, slowly opening your eyes. "Yeah?", he asked. "We're still at my school," you giggled. "Oh," he opened his eyes quickly, breaking away from your hug. "Let's go somewhere more private," you smiled, taking his hand in yours and walking out of school.
  • Calum: "(Y/N) (Y/L/N)," your teacher said, "You're leaving earlier today." "What? No I'm not," you replied confused. "Yes you are, there's someone here to pick you up and they said you had to leave earlier," your teacher shrugged, returning to teaching the class Maths. You swiftly retrieved your stuff, wondering what could've happened for you to be take from school earlier as you walked out the door. Much to your surprise, it wasn't your mom or your dad standing outside with an angry look on their faces. It was, in fact, your boyfriend, Calum, with a huge smile on his lips. "Calum?", you asked, not believing what you were seeing in front of you. "That's me," he replied, and you stood there, looking at him. "Aren't you going to give your boyfriend a hug and a thanks for getting you out of school earlier?", he asked you, opening his arms for you. "Cal!", you exclaimed, running to him. "I've planned our whole day," he mumbled. "What did you do to get me out earlier?", you asked, breaking the hug to look at him. "If anyone asks, I'm your cousin and your distant aunt Mary died today," he smirked. "Oh my God, Calum! You sneaky little shit," you giggled, standing on your tip toes to peck his lips. "Is that all I get as a thank you?", he pouted. You rolled your eyes, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down, pressing your lips together in a real kiss. "People are going to think I have a really weird relationship with my cousin," you whispered against his lips. "Ew, you're kissing your cousin, (Y/N). That's gross," he chuckled, pecking your lips. "It's not my fault he's so damn irresistible," you mumbled.
Officer Down
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Nick:</b> Well how's that for a game changer. *laughs*<p/><b>Judy:</b> *talks into ZPD radio* We have a code 003. Officer Wilde is down. Yes.....Yes. He's losing a lot of blood!<p/><b>Nick:</b> Shit...*cringes*<p/><b>Judy:</b> W-What is it? *tears falling*<p/><b>Nick:</b> Red really isn't my color, Carrots.<p/><b>Judy:</b> *stares at him then lets out a breathy laugh of disbelief*<p/><b>Nick:</b> *Gives a weak smile* There's my girl. See? Nothing to cry about.<p/><b>Judy:</b> *tenderly touches Nick's face and tries to smile back at him.*<p/><b></b> ...<p/><b>Judy: *hears ambulance and waves them over.* Is he going to be okay?<p/><b>Paramedic:</b> </b> We're going to do all we can.<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
Harsh Words : Harry Styles

A/N: This is for the anon who requested an argument that turns into sex with Harry.It also doubles up with a rough smut from another anon. - Gee

‘I only went out for a few drinks with the girls Harry, I don’t see the big problem.’ I said giggling. I turned on the spot to face him, he had a face of thunder.

'Oh yeah, just a few drinks with the girls. That’s fine (Y/N). You know, it’s not like I sat in a restaurant waiting TWO HOURS for you. It’s all over the press already. I’m Harry fucking Styles. I can’t get stood up, because it’s big fucking news! Plus, from the smell of you, and the state of you, you drank the bar dry.’

'Yes, and you came in and dragged me from having a good time. It’s only 2am! You boring old fart!’ I fell onto the sofa, laughing. He grabbed my arms, and hauled me up into a sitting position. I tried to pull a mock serious expression, like a child being told off, but it wasn’t happening, and I started laughing again. 'Harold, I am sorry. But you’re just too funny when you’re angry.’

'Oh, funny am I? Well, we’ll see how funny this is when you’re on your knees, my cock pushed to the back of your throat, and tears streaming down your face because you can’t handle it.’ That stopped me laughing. I looked up at his face to see if he was serious. I couldn’t read his face, but I thought that surely if he was going to do anything, he would have done it by now. I tried to suppress the giggles that threatened to erupt, but I couldn’t stop them. 'Oh, so we’re gonna play it like that then princess? On your fucking knees now.’

He grabbed my hair into a pony tail, and guided me to the floor. I looked up at him, anger and lust splashed across his face. 'Open your mouth. Wide.’ I did as he asked, and quick as a flash, he had his trousers and pants pooled at his feet, his erection springing up. He took it in his hand and guided it into my mouth, and thrust. He kept hitting the back of my throat, tears springing to my eyes just like he promised. He put himself in and held himself there, and I pushed against his thighs, trying to give myself some room. 'Oh no you don’t. Hands down, now. You think this is all funny, and you fucking owe me (Y/N).’ I did as he asked, he was too strong for me to move him anyway. He pulled himself out slowly, and watched as my saliva was dripping off his cock. 'So beautiful. This is what I like to see. Right, strip down, I want everything off of you, and over to the couch, on all fours, knees on the edge and you spread open for me.’

I started to undo my buttons, Harry whipping off his clothes all together. I obviously wasn’t going fast enough for him, as he ripped my shirt open, and ripped the button off of my jeans. I stood there naked, wondering if he wanted to touch me first. I made the first move and walked closer to him. 'Oh no, you’re not getting foreplay tonight. You can’t do as you’re told, so why should you get any special treatment?’

With my face down on the couch, I felt him standing behind me. I could hear him breathing, and I waited for his next move. He slammed into me without warning, as he spanked me at the same time. I yelped out, the pain soon subsiding into pleasure. He started to move, slamming himself against my arse. The only thing you could hear was our moans, and the sound of skin slapping against each other. He was driving into me with such force, that I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.

'Harry, I’m so fucking close’ I squealed.

'That’s okay baby, you cum for me.’ He said, grabbing my hair and tugging me up. Pain and pleasure spreading throughout me as he pulled on the make shift pony tail. 'I want to hear you (Y/N). Come on, scream my name.’ He coaxed my orgasm out of me, his words tumbling from his mouth. I called out his name, as I clenched hard. My whole body quivering, and his name falling from my lips, over and over again. He thrust into me hard, spilling himself into me. I slumped against the back of the sofa, as he slumped onto my back, kissing my neck, and nibbling my ear.

'I’m sorry for being so harsh, but I just need you to know that I love you, and that I was angry.’

I sighed, realising he was right. Moving myself off his limp member, I sat on the couch, Harry hovering over me with his hands either side of my head. 'No, I’m sorry for being such a bitch. I love you too, and I just want you to know you mean a hell of a lot to me. I’m sorry I made you angry. Although, if this is what happens when you get angry, I may just have to infuriate you more often.’ I said, leaning up to kiss him, and pulling him into my arms, kissing at his neck, and realising just how much I loved him.