well besides ashley of course but you get what i mean

Reason // Jeon Jungkook


the prompt: could I have a jungkook scenario where him and her are best friends and she’s always pointing at girls like “what about her she’s cute” or when a waitress flirts with him she’s like “hey go for it she’s into you” and jungkook is just not interested and shoves it off and he doesn’t really know why he just doesn’t find any of her suggestions attractive until one day when they’re walking in the park or wherever and she trips and lands on her face or eating something and it spills down her shirt and she’s not fazed about it at all and he’s just sweetly laughing at her clumsiness and that’s when he realizes that the reason he never thought those girls fit his standards was because they weren’t her.

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category: fluff

author note: every time i write abt kookie i think of him as a boyfriend which is funny bc im not rlly romantically attracted to jungkook?? enjoy!

- destinee

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college boyfriend!minghao;

Originally posted by mountean

  • bless the cutie that requested animal shelter volunteer minghao, i ended up meshing it with another request for college bf!minghao bc i can do whatever i want
  • sfklasjd jk jk
  • now, minghao has always had a strong connection with animals
  • ever since he was a kid, he always just had this intense empathy for animals, so much so that it kind of drove his parents crazy???
  • like minghao would grieve for hours if he accidentally stepped on a bug, or he’d take a whole hour out of his morning when he knows he has to get to school just to help a momma dog and her pups get somewhere safe away from traffic
  • i mean the boy just loves animals to death
  • loves them more than humans tbh
  • so it’s no surprise that minghao became an avid animal shelter volunteer from high school well into his college career

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Talks Machina Highlights - Liam’s Quest Part 2
  • This week’s Denise message: “If you were at Wondercon I was right beside you the whole time.”
  • No Talks Machina next week! Brian and Ashley will be on vacation. Marisha hints that there might be “a thing” in place of the show next week.
  • Advance heads-up on the new Vox Machina shirt! Info for buying will be on Thursday.
  • Little segment filmed at WonderCon where Brian quizzed CR cosplayers with a variety of trivia questions, including, of course, “What is Scanlan’s mother’s name?”
  • Travis abandoned the party four times in this episode. (everyone starts singing “True Colors”) The word “sausage” was uttered seven times, and the word “spaghetti” five times. 
  • Brian brings a picture of himself as a teenager to make everyone feel better about their own pictures that’ve been circulating since the episode. Travis: “Is that sharpie on your chin?”
  • Liam started planning this game before Stranger Things came out, so it was a bit more inspired by “It”.
  • A long time ago, Liam sent pictures of himself as a teenager to everyone in the text thread and they all responded by sending their own childhood/teen pictures back to him, but he couldn’t find that thread when he was setting up the oneshot. He had excellent one-line notes he sent to the artist for each of them.
  • Travis: “I might’ve tried to fight something, but I had no weapons. I had an inhaler.”
  • Liam: “I felt like I balanced it really well with a party of level ones and a demogorgon.”
  • The oldest kids in the game were the youngest IRL; it was just a switch.
  • Brian asks how intimidating it was to have Matt as a player. “Answer your question as though he weren’t sitting to my left in pajama pants.”
  • Kid!Liam was the dead body under the tree. The old man was also Liam. The idea was that Liam kept trying to be there with them through the dimensional shift, but there was already one Liam in that particular time, so squish.
  • One of the few places where there could’ve been a big divergence in the plot was if they’d managed to sneak up on old man Liam–he would’ve traveled with them.
  • Liam to Marisha: “Oldest or youngest, you’re still the toughest motherfucker in this group.”
  • Travis running away throughout the episode was true to life: he ran out of The Neverending Story, Jurassic Park, wouldn’t ride roller coasters, and didn’t see an R-rated movie until he was like 15. Marisha mentions that his reactions at Horror Nights are worth the price of admission.
  • Everyone got to pick their classes for the oneshot. Ashley picked rogue because it felt like what she would’ve been like IRL. Liam: “But you surprised us all and smeared yourself in blood and gore and screamed at the devil.” Everyone agrees that there may have been a multiclass there.
  • Unexpected things on Liam’s end: wasn’t expecting Ashley to be as metal as she was. Wasn’t expecting all the bowing to Satan. He wants to keep some of it ambiguous, but the group didn’t behave exactly the way he thought they would at the end. 
  • The crew was in on the last five seconds, but the lead-up defined what those last five seconds would mean. He’d thought about continuing the metaverse thing indefinitely, but with the way it wound up ending, he thought it was a pretty satisfying finale.
  • Marisha: “I’m an utter dumbass–” Ashley: “No, you’re not!” Long pause. Marisha, turning to Travis: “I’m an utter dumbass–” Travis: “Yes, you are.”
  • Ashley and her best friend put a full bottle of dish soap in the fountain outside the courthouse in Burbank. It bubbled up way more than they expected and was on the news. That was the tamest story she could tell from her teenage years.
  • Liam randomly selected which of them would die first in the demogorgon fight.
  • Brian asks Matt whether experiencing a TPK as a character made him less inclined to possibly cause a TPK with the main campaign. Matt, offscreen: “No.”
  • Marisha has a new tattoo on her wrist that’s the death saving throws indicator from the 5e character sheets.
  • Liam describing Marisha’s reaction to being squished: “It was like seven stages of grief… and then the bird over and over again.”
  • Liam got ideas from Neil Druckmann for specific lines to use to mess with Ashley.
  • It was a little over 20 minutes total of the speak-and-spell voice. Liam knew going in that Travis in particular would just lose it, which made it easier to slip in the more intense stuff. He’d had a lingering cough for a few weeks and was worried he wouldn’t be able to do the voice because he knew the scene wouldn’t quite have the same sort of tragicomic punch without it.
  • The crew was cued in on the phrase “Are you guys ready to play?” at the end.
  • Everyone agrees that they would’ve been good friends had they met as kids.
  • Liam on advice for new DMs who are nervous about trying something really off-the-wall. “If you’re scared of something, that’s what you should be moving towards.” Liam missed a window to say something to someone he lost last year, and so this game was his chance to come right out and say what he wanted to say most to these people.
  • Brian talks about Critical Role has always been about choosing your own family, and how that really shone through in the one-shot. “It was brilliant storytelling and execution… and executions.”

Talks Machine in the dark:

  • Liam first did the speak-and-spell voice when he was eight or nine years old. His son can do it, too. Travis tries to do it and goes a little Wookie instead.
  • As a ranger, Travis would have an otter companion because he loves otters so much. Everyone immediately reenacts the cute otter videos they’ve seen.
  • A Youtube ad for cheese dippers starts playing on the screen with the fireplace. Chaos ensues.
  • Marisha has a lot of dreams of the cast getting caught in a tsunami or a flood. Liam and Ashley have both dreamt of the cast just playing D&D.
  • At the next charity stream, Brian will let the cast decide what he should wear for an episode of Talks Machina.
  • Liam on Sam vs. Matt’s respective Vicious Mockeries: “Sam’s are more dopey zingers, and Matt’s… made me really feel bad.”
  • Everyone likes pineapple on pizza except for Marisha and Brian.
  • In terms of fighting classic horror-genre movie baddies, Ashley and Liam want to fight Xenomorphs, Travis wants to fight Freddy, Marisha wants to fight It.
Monster of the Week

Originally posted by supernaturals-fandom

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, OFC

Summary:  The reader has just moved into her first home when two FBI agents show up.  Sam and Dean race to solve the case before there’s another victim.

Word Count: 6003

Warnings: Spn-like violence, gore and murder, swearing, slight infidelity, horror themes, one creepy gif, slight angst.

A/N:  This is supposed to be a little on the scary side (I’m not totally sure if it is or not) and is supposed to read more like an episode than a regular reader insert.  It’s taken me a year to write this story.  Didn’t think I’d ever actually finish it.  Thank you so much @notnaturalanahi, for giving me your amazing feedback.

“Hey watch it, Mr.,” she said between kisses.  “You’d better get in the shower and get clean.”  He pulled her closer, smiling against her lips.  

“Why get clean if we’re just going to go get dirty,” he asked playfully.  She swatted at his chest.

“Stan,” she whined, pushing away from him.

“Ashley,” he mimicked, teasingly.  She put her hands on her hips.  

“Shower, now,” she said to her boyfriend in the tone that meant business.  He stole one more kiss, smiling.

“As you wish,” he said, turning on the water, and stepping out of his jeans.  Ashley continued flossing the same tooth she’d been working on before Stan had distracted her.  She watched him in the bathroom mirror as he stepped into the shower stall.  She smirked.  

“Hey, babe,” Stan called, cursing under his breath as the cool spray hit him.  

She laughed.  He always stepped into the shower before checking the water temperature.

“Yeah,” she called back, throwing out the floss and running her tongue other her teeth experimentally.  

“I think I left my phone downstairs,” he said.  She ran a wet wipe over her face, removing any residual makeup.  

“Yeah, so?”  She asked.  The stall door opened slightly and Stan peeked his head out, sticking his lower lip out innocently.  

“Please go get it for me?”  He asked, giving her the puppy dog look that had made her say yes to his date request in the first place.

“Alright,” she said with exaggerated protest.  

“You’re the best,” he called after her as she left the bathroom.

“I’d better get that in writing,” she called after him in jest, trotting down the stairs to the first floor of their house.

She flicked the hall light on, illuminating the messy living room.  There on the couch was Stan’s cell phone.  Shaking her head at the thought of her forgetful boyfriend, she bent over to snatch the phone.  A breeze hit the back of her neck and she turned, looking for the source of the draft.  The window beside the staircase was open, and she frowned.  

“I thought I closed you,” she said to window.  Tucking the phone into her pocket she pulled the panes shut.  She closed the curtains and reached to turn off the light.

A sharp creak echoed in the room and froze, heart beating loudly in her chest.  The shower continued to run on upstairs.  Her fingers hesitated over the light switch.  

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10. “Will you stay with me anyway?”

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She told Amy that she didn’t want to watch a scary movie. Nonetheless, Amy persisted.

She told Amy that she didn’t think it would be a good idea to watch two movies. Nonetheless, Amy gave zero fucks for Beca’s feelings toward Saw’s 4 and 5.

She could usually handle the gore, the jump scares, etc. It was just dealing with Amy scaring the shit out of her for the next three days and then running away laughing like a hyena that she couldn’t deal with. Call her crazy, but getting out of the shower with Amy standing at the door with a fake chainsaw doesn’t sound like a good time.

As far as the rest of the Bellas were concerned, Beca was just a chicken shit.She started sleeping with a night light, a very un-Badass Beca Mitchell thing for her to do, and insisted they keep the kitchen lamp on for movie nights it was anything short of a romcom, which she still barely tolerated.

The girls didn’t know about Chloe… or should I say, the girls didn’t know about Beca and Chloe. Hell, even sometimes Beca didn’t know about Beca and Chloe but she pretended she did.

The girls didn’t know that every night Beca would sneak back up to her room before Amy went to bed so they didn’t raise suspicion. The girls also didn’t know that there was a specific reason other than her seniority for Chloe getting her own room.

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My Universe

“So, are you and Halsey, like, official,” Tyler asked, peering over Josh’s shoulder to see what he was texting to Ashley.

“What,” the drummer stuttered and looked over at his friend who was only inches away from him. “No dude, Ashley is just a friend,” he exclaimed, practically shoving his phone away in his pocket.

“Whatcha guys talking about then,” he raised his eyebrows as a huge grin plastered over his face.
Josh didn’t like this. He was so unsure if his friend would continue harassing him over every girl he would just talk to.

“She was asking if we could have matching hair colors,” the pink haired male lied through his teeth. He wasn’t very good at lying either, he would go stiff, his words would either mush together to a slur or be spaced out completely to the point where he would sound like a robot. He sounded more robotic, his arms hugged his torso as he looked around the room nervously. He hated making eye contact with the singer while lying. It seemed to be against his morals

“Why are you all weird then,” Tyler poked at his friend’s side, his eyes scanned his whole body, slowly up and slowly down. He knew he was making his friend uncomfortable, this was the only way to squeeze out the truth.

“Because she wants so choose a matching color, she likes the publicity when people think we’re a thing,” of course, this was a lie as well. Josh straightened his back and clenched his teeth down so he wouldn’t crack as easily.

“Ah,” The brunette nodded and went back to playing Pokémon on his old-school game boy color. His brows furrowed as he battled away, but something else was eating away at him.


Laying in his bed, Josh looked up at his glowing phone. The last text received was from Halsey.
ASHLEY: Dude you can totally do it.
He let out a long and heavy sigh before he started tapping away at his phone.
“I don’t think I can. This is our friendship. Our band. My life. On the line.” Unsure if he could send the composed message to her, he shifted in bed, laying on his back. Sent.
A few moments later his phone dinged, “ASHLEY: But what if it does work?”
His mind cluttered quickly, the drummer locked his phone and placed it on his chest.

Tyler was in the hotel room right next to Josh’s. They had a door separating the two, and he assumed that the drummer locked the door. He could hear his phone dinging every minute or so, and he was absolutely terrified that his best friend may be falling in love with Ashley. His eyes glanced over at the digital clock that flashed next to his queen sized bed, 3:08 A.M. He couldn’t sleep. Tyler couldn’t stop thinking.
Picking up his phone after moments of debating in his mind, the singer sent a text to Josh. “R u still up?” Before he could even lock his phone, it buzzed and he got a text back from his best friend.
Three letter texts, ‘Is Joshua mad at me’ he wondered, his stomach churned as he tried to think up something to say. “I can’t sleep”
“Me neither” There was something wrong with Josh, no doubt about it.
“My door is unlocked,” That was all Tyler could think of, an open invitation to his room.
“I’m in my boxers”
Before Tyler could even send his last text, he heard the drummer open up the door that divided the two rooms.

Josh awkwardly walked in, his eyes looked dim and tired. Tyler couldn’t help but admire the physique of his best friend. As the pink haired male made his way over to Tyler, he gave him a sleepy smile and practically crawled onto his bed.

“I’m kinda sleepy,” his voice was low and soft, it filled the room and calmed the worried friend. The brunette smiled widely, scooting over so his friend could sit right beside him.

“Why did you come here if you wanted to sleep,” he asked, containing himself from touching Josh’s hand or arm.

“I wanted to see you, and talk to you about something,”
The taller male’s heart dropped and his stomach clenched. His face turned paper white as he nodded, waiting for his friend to continue on. “I mean, it’s not a bad thing! I think you’d be happy for me,” Josh’s gaze met Tyler’s eyes, he could tell that his friend was completely terrified.

“I’ll always be happy for you,” the brunette admitted, although it wasn’t entirely true.
“I think I’m in love,” he sighed and looked down into his lap.

“Ashley,” Tyler asked, his voice was coarse and choppy, he didn’t want to cry, he wouldn’t let himself cry in front of Josh because of that.

“Ty” The pink haired male whispered softly. “I’ve never been interested in someone until I met…” He could have sworn his heart was beating so hard it was going to break through his rib cage.
“She’ll be good for you,” Tyler was trying to complete his friend’s sentences for him. “She’ll make you happy and she’ll love you, she’ll w-”

“No,” before the singer could finish he was cut off completely. “No no no,” Josh shook his head, his left hand slowly moved over to grab Tyler’s right hand. “Ty, you,” his voice grew shaky, “Ty I don’t want you to be happy for me,”
Pulling away his hand, Tyler practically sneered and shook his head, “Getting cocky already?!” Betrayal overflowed in the singer. He could have sworn that if he heard anymore it was going to come right through him and made him throw up all over the cheap hotel bedsheets.

“No, Tyler stop this right now,” the drummer started getting nervous, he was terrible when it came to acting alright in tense situations.

“You stop this,” he snapped back, Josh was all Tyler had and he was going to lose him to a girl. “Go back to texting Ashley, may-” Josh couldn’t take it anymore, he wasn’t the best when it came to putting things in intricate words, he was better with actions than anything. His other hand gripped the singer’s shoulder tightly.

“Look at me,”
Tyler’s eyes slowly moved over to meet Josh’s.
“Tyler I’m in love with you,” There was no response, the brunette let out a gentle sob before pulling his best friend into a hug. It was gentle and soft and loving. Tears rolled down the brunette’s cheeks and Josh would carefully kiss away each of them. His fingers gently ran through his brown hair as he tried to get his friend to calm down. “I’m sorry if I ruined this friendship,” he apologized.

“I’m in love with you too,” Tyler placed his hands on the back of Josh’s neck and pulled him into a gentle kiss. Their lips met, they felt static, the warmth of a sunrise, zero gravity, everything around them drowned out completely. The kiss was full of love, Josh still heard his friend’s tears as they pitter-pattered down onto the bed. The kiss was full of so much emotion, so much tension, the drummer was so afraid that if he kissed any harder, his friend would completely fall apart. After a few moments of intimacy, Josh pulled away and looked into Tyler’s eyes.

“You’re my first love, you’re my world, my universe,”

Operation Honeymoon Part 1

Summary:  It’s been three months since Emma and Killian wed. Three months of peace and quiet. But Emma is still too on edge to leave town, even for a honeymoon. So Killian enlists the help of family and friends to convince her to see the world with him. What ensues is their adventures in traveling the world in an epic honeymoon getaway.

(“Emma,” he began. “These three months of marriage to you have been the most amazing of my life. We have had some of our quietest and best moments together, but I know you’re restless.”  … How had he known? Of course, he knew, he always knows…)

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Love is hard - Chapter nine

Pairing: Madison Joseph x reader (friends), Josh Dun x reader (friends, lovers?), Tyler Joseph x reader (friends), Jenna Joseph x reader (friends), other Joseph and Dun family members

Plot: You take a leap year abroad, where you meet Madison Joseph. You become best friends and move in with her family. You meet her brother Tyler and his best friend Josh, who you have a crush on. Will Josh and you become more than friends?

This chapter: Maddie and you made up, so everything’s fine again. Or is it?

Warnings: None

Word count: about 2100

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

A/n: I’m sorry it took so long (again) to get this one up. Thanks to all my sweet followers and all the likes! I hope you have fun reading. Love you all.

The next morning you woke up with a horrible headache. You reluctantly turned around and searched for your phone to look at the time; 2:30 PM. Apparently, the late-night drinking session didn’t agree with Maddie either as she woke up soon after you, groaning and moving slowly. “Morning. I feel terrible. You?” She managed to say. “Good afternoon.” You replied. “I feel like my head is exploding.” You slowly got out of bed to go downstairs, avoiding all mirrors in the process. “Let’s try to eat something. Have some coffee maybe. Might take the edge off.” You said to Maddie who then followed you, softly cursing nearly every step she took. You silently sat at the table sipping your coffee. Maddie was attempting to make bacon and eggs; she said that would help get your strength back. “So… we’re good, right? I mean, everything’s cleared up now?” Maddie asked after a while. “Yeah, sure. After last night, I’d say we’re stronger than ever. Not literally of course.” You chuckled. “Do you remember everything we said last night?” She informed, looking straight at you. “I guess. I don’t know. Why? Did I say something stupid?” You asked confused, not knowing where Maddie was heading with this. “No, no, no. Not at all. Just checking. No worries.” Maddie answered, looking flustered. “Anyway, what’s the plan for today? I’m thinking it’s about time we have another lazy pyjama day!” She quickly added. She’s acting a bit… suspicious. Did something happen last night? You briefly thought. But since your head was hurting too much and things were finally back to normal with Maddie, you opted to just drop the subject. “Yes, a lazy pyjama day is exactly what we need today. Let’s try to eat something and then get lazy!”

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The one where aubrey finds out (bechloe Friends AU one shot)

Aubrey just arrived at the hotel where the bellas were staying for the USO tour, the other bellas arrived a little earlier considering all their individual schedules were different and she had to finish some last minute work at the retreat camp before she can finally get off, she realized that the window on her room was exactly opposite chloe’s she was about to call the room number when suddenly she saw beca, she was there and she was hugging chloe from the back, kissing her on the neck and slowly pulling down the zipper of that dress chloe was wearing and then it hit her. What the hell was happening? she had no idea about this and all she can do was scream and close her eyes while she turned around only to see fat amy with jessica and ashley at her door “aubrey what is happening?” fat amy quickly asked “what is happening?you tell me!look at that window and tell me what is that!?” Aubrey didn’t know how to feel she just witnessed her two friends getting it on like wild rabbits “oh my god this is bad, okay just come here and we’ll explain” “yeah just take a deep breath and let us tell you what is going on” is what all jessica and ashley had to help aubrey calm down.

“Okay so you’re telling me this has been going on for 6 months?“Aubrey asked amy as the three explained to her what clearly was a situation she had no idea about. "Yes i know because beca is my roommate and these two know because chloe is their roommate” fat amy replied “they didn’t want to tell you because well because of this kind of reaction” jessica added “well don’t get me wrong i’m happy for them and i saw it coming but oh my god” while aubrey was still in a state of shock she saw the three bickering like parents on wether they should tell beca and chloe about this but she wanted to have some fun with this secret “i think we should keep it, i wanna play with this situation for a little while” Fat amy was very intrigued “and how are we gonna do that?” “I’m gonna try and seduce beca and we’re gonna see how they’ll react” aubrey had some thoughts but settled with this one which obviously is not going to be hard cause duh.

It was dinner time and all the bellas were together, beca and chloe were sitting side by side and aubrey purposely sat beside beca. “So beca…i heard being a music producer can be very stressful and i know a way to take all that stress off, if you want i can come by later at your hotel room to teach you some stuff” she asked seductively with her hand on beca’s lap. Beca didn’t know what was going on, she was confused and maybe a bit scared of this aubrey because well let’s face it aubrey never looked at her in that way before. “Uhm aubrey you okay? Is there something you wanna tell me?” aubrey looked at her and grabbed her hand “Well there is…but you’re the only person I can’t tell it to, and the person i want to tell it to the most” she caught chloe’s reaction, her face looking very confused and jealous and a bit scared all at the same time. The whole night was aubrey getting all cuddly with beca with some lingering touches at some very inappropriate places. “Okay i think i’m gonna head upstairs to fix some laundry, beca wanna do it with me?” chloe asked “sure i’ll do it with ya” beca quickly replied “wow i didn’t know you two do laundry together now” aubrey asked seriously “ha yeah well that’s us” beca replied nervously and as if she wasn’t nervous enough aubrey grabbed her hand passing her room number with a note that says call me.

“Chloe, babe you have to believe me. Aubrey was definitely flirting with me look she even gave me her room number with a call me note” chloe was at beca’s room trying to fit all the pieces together with how the evening just went “i know bec, i saw her hands on your lap and heard everything, but why?” chloe can’t think of any reason why aubrey will do this “Can’t it be just because of me, i mean i AM pretty hot” beca swear she saw chloe’s eyes rolled “yea well there’s that but there has to be something else….unless” “unless what chloe?” “Unless she knows! That’s the only explanation tbh” beca stood up from their cuddle on the bed “well what about me and my sexy bod and aubrey’s possibility of wanting this…..wait..SHE KNOWS!” chloe laughed and grabbed beca’s waist “well if she knows she still doesn’t know that we know she knows” “what do you suggest my lady?” chloe winked at beca and explained her brilliant plan for revenge with aubrey.

“Call her now” chloe couldn’t wait to start this so called competition “i am…jeez, wait it’s ringing” aubrey answered the phone “hello who is this?” beca looked at chloe for some help but all she got was a laugh “Hey aubrey this is beca, just wondering if maybe you could come by later and maybe….you could teach me how to take all this stress off and maybe…even more” beca asked, now being the seductive one, chloe was beside beca now encouraging her with a dozen of thumbs up and a lot of silent “yes” but what they didn’t know was fat amy was in aubrey’s room “uuhm well okay i have to get back on about that” aubrey replied and quickly hanged up “she wants me to go to her room!” aubrey exclaimed “what?shawshank will never do that to chloe….wait let me check my phone” fat amy checked her phone and saw beca’s message informing her that aubrey knows and she has to keep her mouth shut or hell will break loose “well this explains it, they know that you know” aubrey was shocked “okay but now we have the edge again, they don’t know that i know they know i know” aubrey walked to the phone confidently calling beca “hey beca, yea i’ll be around there in 10, can’t wait”

“Okay you got this babe just pretend like you wanna have sex with her that’s all” chloe said while fixing beca’s hair and spraying some mint spray in her mouth “what if I can’t do this” beca said “of course you can, you’re on my team and my team always win” chloe was serious “at this?!” beca retorted “just go get some”. While the two were preparing, fat amy and aubrey were doing the same thing. Aubrey wore a dress with some buttons to cover her cleavage and added some perfume fat amy gave her saying it’s some kind of a babe magnet. With a bottle of wine and two glasses on her hand she knocked on beca’s door and took a deep breath ready to put on a fight. “okay go inside the toilet and hide” beca said to chloe “okay you got this hot stuff” chloe ran off after kissing beca for some good luck.

“Hello aubrey” beca greeted as she open the door “well hello beca, you gonna let me in? I have wine” aubrey said while smirking at beca “well of course, come in come in” aubrey quickly opened the bottle of wine and both of them stood there just quietly drinking “should we take this to the room?” beca blurted “wha?” aubrey a bit too surprised with that “i mean that is why we’re here right?” beca asked, building all that remaining confidence she has “oh yea, but first i want you to..rub some lotion on me” now aubrey was blurting stuff out “yes. well i have lotion. I’ll get lotion”. Beca went straight to the toilet chloe was hiding to get the lotion “okay chlo she’s not backing down, she wants me to rub lotion on her” chloe automatically pulls beca in for a kiss “you have a very big reward after this so go and win” beca nodded “hell yea i am”. Aubrey was on the front of the door talking to amy while beca was getting the lotion “amy she’s not backing down she went to get some lotion” fat amy thinking carefully for a way they can break beca quickly “okay button down woman, beca has to see those boobs she’s a sucker for those, now go”. Beca got back in the room seeing aubrey with her bra all up front walking towards her “so uhm this is my bra” beca felt like she was gonna die from all these “i can see that…” aubrey walked a bit more closer to beca “i’m gonna kiss you now” beca gulped “not if i kiss you first”.

Both of them awkwardly moving closer to each other and before aubrey was about to kiss beca, beca shouted “okay no! I can’t do this” aubrey moved away “and why not!?” asking proudly “because i’m with chloe, because i’m in love with chloe” chloe walks out of the toilet looking very surprised with that announcement beca made, beca grabbed chloe’s waist and looked at her “i love you chloe” chloe was about to cry her heart very full at this special moment “i love you too beca” they kissed and for a second they forgot aubrey was there “well it’s about time”

Craig's confession and Dadsona's reaction

This is just a headcanon that I had the other day. Like what if Craig confessed his love for the dadsona but slightly different than he’d expect it? (I’ve never played the game, I’m just a fan. I named him Onyx and the name is mentioned once to make it feel more personal). Basically, it’s supposed to be like in the game where everything is seen through Onyx’s POV. Also made this cuz Craig Cahn is bae💚💚💚


After having all my energy drained from running around with the girls, I decide to take it easy. My bones won’t be thanking me for this tomorrow.

I walk into Craig’s bedroom and see him sitting on the edge of the bed. He seems distracted. Which is very strange for him.

Craig: “Can we talk?”

Oh lord. It’s never a good thing when someone says that. But I can’t just turn him away.

“Of course.” I sit next to him after shutting the door.

Craig: “So… I noticed something these past few weeks. And I feel the need to talk to you about it.”

I only nod. My nerves are spiking already, my stomach is doing backflips, front flips, even two cartwheels.

Craig takes a deep breath, not looking at me. W-Why isn’t he looking at me?

Craig: “Remember last week, when Ashley came over to pick up River while I was out of town with the twins?”

Again, I only nod. How could I forget? He and the girls had to go to Florida because they made it to the all-stars final. Which they won, of course. I wanted to go and be supportive but Craig didn’t want to take River on a plane. Last time, she had a really bad time.

So he asked me to stay here with River since he didn’t want her being uncomfortable again. How could I say no? She’s an angel!

Anyway, point is the only reason Ashley couldn’t take River right away was because she was dealing with a family emergency. But it seemed to get worse because she didn’t take River with her…

Craig: “She finally called me back about that. And what she said about you only adds on to what I was already feeling.”

Again with the long pause? You’re killing me Cahn!

“Spit it out, man! You’re scaring me.” He finally looks at me, smiling. He takes my hand into his.

Craig: “I love you…”

I take a moment to internalize what he just said. He loves me? I feel myself begin to smile but it goes away when I realize something.

I look into his eyes, he’s being serious. No sign of that jokey smirk he does when he’s gonna make a pun.

“You… you didn’t say ‘bro’ or 'dude’ or anything like that… Are you okay?” Admittedly, I feel a bit stupid asking that. But I need to make sure!

Now he’s grabbing both my hands, caressing the back of them with his thumbs. He looks like he’s thinking of what to say. It takes a while but then he starts speaking again.

Craig: “This isn’t a 'bro’ or 'dude’ moment… When you first moved into the neighborhood, I never thought you’d mean so much to me…For years I had told myself to not get involved with anyone, that my girls had been through enough and didn’t deserve anymore crap involving them. Which I still stand by, but I kinda alienated myself in the process… I had never trusted anyone with my girls other than Ashley. It was a miracle I’d let them sleep over at their friends’ houses. Especially River, I’d always keep her with me.”

That’s true. When River isn’t strapped to his chest, she’s nearby or with Ashley. He’s a very protective father, he just doesn’t show it as much others do.

Craig: “I was nervous about leaving her with you. I know you’re responsible but still. Anyway, Ashley told me how organized the house was and how happy River was. How you were being super sweet and adorable with her, trying to get her to talk-”

I smile again, remembering that. “She was close to saying 'mama’ when her mother showed up. I still try every now and then.”

Craig: “See! That’s what I’m getting at, the way you treat my girls. You treat them like Amanda, you really care about them. Not only that, they love having you around! Hell, Briar referred to you as my boyfriend before we made it official. They accept you. Which is something I didn’t think would happen.

The few times I was speaking to someone I was sorta interested in, I could tell they were just being nice to the girls to get with me. But with you, it’s different. You’re not faking. I know I can trust you. Not just with my emotions and well-being but with my family’s…”

He lets go of my hands and walks to his drawer. He takes something from the inside then walks back to me, gesturing for me to give me his hand. I do and he places some keys in it. I scrunch up my eyebrows, looking at him for clarification.

Craig: “If it wasn’t for the fact that you bought a house just a few months ago, I’d ask you to move in with me. Instead, I figured I’d give you keys to the house. You are welcome here whenever you want, no need to call or knock. This is your second home… I love you, Onyx Snow. I truly do.”

He closes my hand before softly kissing it. I know this is a huge thing for him. The only other person who can drop by unannounced is Ashley. Not even one of the neighbors has a spare key in case of emergencies!

My heart wants to burst. I feel so… happy. Last time I felt this happy was before Alex passed. I know I’ll never replace him and I still miss him. But I think it’s time I move on. I haven’t let anyone besides Amanda love me in years, I also haven’t let myself love someone else. I don’t want to miss out on something amazing with this man. I’m gonna love him and I’m gonna love him hard… That sounds kinda wrong but yeah, that way too.


My voice breaks halfway into saying his name. Great, now I’m crying. I want to say it back but I just know all that’s gonna come out is incoherent whimpers mixed in with snot and tears. Not romantic in the slightest.

He hugs me, which makes me sob into his shoulder for a solid three minutes. He rubs my back and plants a kiss on my left temple. God, here he is being vulnerable and letting me in, seeing a completely different part of him, and I can’t even get a single word out. Why do I have to be such a blubbering mess?

Craig pulls away from the hug to caress my face and wipe away my tears. I lean into his touch. It makes me feel safe. Then he cups my face and kisses me. This one is different though. It’s not the playful kind of kiss he gives me all the time. There’s more feeling here. I like this Craig.

Though, if he doesn’t say 'bro’ sometime soon, I’ll be convinced he was replaced by an alien clone of some kind.

After a while, I pull away from him. We stare into each other’s eyes until I finally speak.

“I love you too…”

Craig smiles and a wave of relief and peace washes over me. Love’s giving me a second chance. I’m taking it… Alex was right. Everything’s gonna be okay…

Fic: Gotta get away from here

Title: Gotta get away from here
Author: potatomannislife
Pairing: Jack Zimmermann/Alexei Mashkov (Providence Falconers rpf)
Rating: E
Summary: The man in front of him is taller than Jack, and probably twenty pounds lighter too. “I am Alexei,” he says, “but guys call me Tater, okay?” Tater’s grin is infectious and his eyes are bright, and the hand that squeezes Jack’s shoulder is big and warm. Jack recognizes the feeling that sweeps through him at that touch, and. Shit. It’s only been two minutes, and Jack is so, so fucked.

Notes: Title from Sign of the Times by Harry Styles <3 <3 <3. This is my first fic for this ship y’all so please be gentle!!!

This is obviously a work of fiction, and I’m not claiming any of this really happened. If rpf isn’t your thing, just don’t read it. More notes at the end.

If you found this story by googling yourself or someone you know, do us both a favor and hit the back button now. You really don’t want to read this…


It’s not like Jack doesn’t get it. He’s been around the league his entire life, and he knows. He knows.

The man in front of him is taller than Jack, and probably twenty pounds lighter too. “I am Alexei,” he says, “but guys call me Tater, okay?” Tater’s grin is infectious and his eyes are bright, and the hand that squeezes Jack’s shoulder is big and warm. Jack recognizes the feeling that sweeps through him at that touch, and. Shit.

It’s only been two minutes, and Jack is so, so fucked.


It’s not a thing. It’s just. Tater is enthusiastic, right? And he’s tall and gangly, not Jack’s usual type at all, but. But. Exceptions can be made, especially when Tater does things like brush his shoulder against Jack’s every time he’s in range, and give him these small, secret smiles that make something flutter in Jack’s chest. He’s so goddamned adorable, and everyone loves him. You can’t help but be drawn in and that’s, that’s not a thing.

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ME Fic: Over It

Well, I’ve got to do something with myself tonight. :)  And I figured it would be nice to actually post some of these moments instead of letting them sit in Scrivener forever.

Summary: Oh, that old crush? Tali’s over it. Or not. Shepard/Tali, pre-romance. Characters: Kasumi, Tali, Shepard.


“You must be Tali.”

Tali looked left and right, but the voice came out of nowhere, as far as she could tell. She turned around, wondering if someone had approached from behind, but she still saw no one. Only as she kept pivoting did a person shimmer into view, an electronic scatter field dissolving.

“Sorry, forgot my manners. I’m Kasumi Goto.”

The speaker was a human woman, about Tali’s size, dressed in a close-fitting dark suit with a hood that fell partly over her face, concealing her eyes. It didn’t conceal her mouth, curved in a friendly smile.

“Oh! Hello.” In spite of the peculiar entrance, Tali put out her hand, human-style. Around Shepard, you had to get used to peculiar greetings. Kasumi accepted it with a firm clasp. “Do you always sneak up on people that way?” Tali asked, and then added, because she couldn’t help herself: “That’s a very good tactical cloak, though.” It gave her an itchy feeling, in fact, since she’d so many geth hunter platforms use similar technology. The geth cloaking fields might not even be quite as good, in fact; with geth, you could usually see the shimmer if you knew what to look for.

“Not always,” Kasumi replied, releasing Tali’s hand. “Only when I forget myself. ‘Course, most people are lucky to see me at all.”

“You must be the thief Shepard mentioned.” This cheerfully smiling human was not quite what Tali would have imagined from a professional thief.

“In the flesh!” Kasumi spread her hands. “Shepard’s told me a lot about you. And thanks, by the way, I refined the cloak program myself.”

“You did?” Tali said, interest piqued, and then tilted her head, registering the rest of Kasumi’s remark. “Wait, he said a lot? About me?”

“Of course he did.” Kasumi’s smile broadened. “Are you on duty, or do you have time to talk?”

“Well…” Tali checked the time, surprised to find that her shift had ended forty minutes ago. She’d been dimly aware of Ken and Gabby signing out and heading off, bickering amiably with each other, but she’d been so absorbed in her own work that she hadn’t noticed how much time had passed. “I’m off-duty, technically.”

“Great! Why don’t you come up to the lounge with me and we can have a chat?”

“Lounge?” Tali asked, startled. The old Normandy hadn’t had much in the way of social space for the crew. “I don’t know, I’m still getting up to speed on everything…”

“I promise I’ve got dextro drinks, too.”

Tali wavered before giving in. She was curious, and it would be good to get to know some of the new crew. “All right, let’s see this lounge.”

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A Knight for a Swan - Chapter 8

Summary: Sir Killian competes for the hand of Lady Emma, but an unlikely competitor threatens his victory.

Notes: Posting early because I’ll be away from my computer all day tomorrow. 

Remember when I said that this fic would be neither beta’d nor heavily researched? Yeah, well, keep that in mind as you read through the tournament scenes. I know that medieval tournaments were not set-up this way, nor did they include some of the events I am including, but remember this isn’t our medieval history, these are the customs and traditions of Camelot and Misthaven as imagined for my needs for the purposes of the prose. So, if you’re a history buff, please suspend your hold on reality and just enjoy where this takes you.

Thanks again to @juliakaze for the amazing artwork!

Rated Teen and Up / ~4000 word count / If you like it, please reblog it!

Also available on ao3 and ff.net / Previous chapters can be found here.

Ch 1 / Ch 2 / Ch 3 / Ch 4 / Ch 5 / Ch 6 / Ch 7 

Chapter  8

Killian was still feeling a bit stunned as he made his way up the steps toward the castle. The king had decided to leave Lady Emma’s fate in the hands of competition.

It was bloody brilliant.

By setting up the tournament the king could avoid any and all pitfalls a decision solely from his influence might create. No one could argue that they hadn’t been given fair consideration, or blame the king of favoritism. Lady Emma’s husband would be determined on a level playing field for all those who cast in their lot, with an uncontested victor at the end.

And Killian damn well intended to be that victor.

“Killian Jones, you duplicitous son-of-a-bitch,” Baelfire said as way of greeting, as he made his way up the castle steps behind Killian.

Killian had not seen or heard from Baelfire since their summit, and none of the congregating encampments had been granted entry into the castle grounds until the king’s order had been given to assemble them for his proclamation.

“I had no idea you were capable of such manipulative tactics as those you displayed at our summit,” Baelfire continued, his tone a mixture of amusement and menace.

“High praise coming from you, Baelfire,” Killian jeered, his brows matching his smirk in reflecting unaffected boredom with man’s taunts.

“You may have bested me once, but you and I both know how I am when I want something. And I want the Lady Emma,” Baelfire said as he took another step closer. “The question is…are you going to stand in my way?”

“I am in your way,” Killian quipped, motioning to the fact that he was currently blocking Baelfire’s entrance to the Great Hall.”

“You know what I mean Killian.”

“Afraid I don’t. Care to enlighten me?” Killian challenged, raising his brows with mocked interest.

“Withdraw your lot to participate in the tournament,” Baelfire ordered, his tone growing dark.

“Why would I ever wish to do that?”

“Because you don’t belong in the field of candidates and you know it,” Baelfire sneered.

“Do I?” Killian questioned, his expression still that of indifference, though his mood darkening to match his adversary.

“Do you really think you’re deserving of the title of Duke?” Baelfire belittled. “The son, second born at that, of a scandalized and cuckolded lord? You’ve already attained a position far above your station, don’t embarrass yourself by being greedy for more. It’s about time you learned your place in this world, Killian.”

Killian closed the gap between them, and held Baelfire’s gaze with the steel of his own as he replied, “I already know my place Baelfire. Its right here. Between you and Lady Emma.”

Baelfire considered Killian for a moment before stepping back. His bravado diminishing in the face of Killian’s resolve.

“Well, then I wish you luck, old friend,” he offered with an air of camaraderie that no longer existed between them. He turned to continue up the steps, but then paused as he added, “Oh, and you know how unpredictable these tournaments can be. I’d watch your back if I were you, Killian,” and gave him a dark smile.

Killian returned his smile as he responded, “I’d offer you the same caution, Baelfire, but you won’t need to watch your back,” and the lord lifted his brows at that admission. “When I get my opportunity, It won’t matter if you see me coming,” and Killian knocked the other man’s shoulder with his own as he proceeded up the steps, leaving Baelfire in his wake.

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Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 90: The Incident on Aisle 9

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 90: The Incident on Aisle 9

Pairing:  Captain Swan

Rating: T

Summary:  A series of unrelated, fluffy one shots featuring  Killian Jones and Emma Swan and the relationship that makes us all  swoon. Will contain both canon and AU stories. My contribution to  Operation Rainbow Kisses and Unicorn Stickers (aka, my attempt to drown  out the season 4 finale angst with ridiculous levels of fluff.)

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The Incident on Aisle 9

CS Genre: Canon divergence (sort of?) from 6a, post Dark Waters

Emma lifted one eyebrow and looked at the huge bag of grapefruits Killian plopped beside a similar bag of oranges in their shopping cart.  “Killian,” she said, “Just how many people do you think are living in our house?  That’s enough citrus to feed an army!”

Killian shrugged, gesturing vaguely toward the amply-supplied produce section of Storybrooke’s one supermarket, The Three Little Pigs.  “I believe it in our best interest to sufficiently stock up while we’re visiting this establishment.”

Emma sighed, crossing her arms.  “Killian, it’s not like we have to take a two-day covered wagon trip to get to the general store.  The grocery is literally a five minute walk from our house!  I repeat.  Who’s going to eat all that fruit?”

“You, the lad and myself, of course,” Killian said matter-of-factly.  “I’ve no intention of allowing my family to contract scurvy while I have the means to prevent it.”

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Not Done With You

A Ricky Horror Imagine

Word Count: 1,689

Warnings: smut, fluff

~Requested by Daphnie on WattPad~

Today you were off from work and had nothing to do. After some thinking you decided to get dressed and go over to your friend Chris’ house. You loved hanging out with Chris at his house, but there was one downside: He lived with his bandmate Ricky. You and Ricky never seemed to get along. You didn’t know why, since you were always nice to Ricky. It was especially confusing since you both had a lot of the same interests and hobbies.

After getting all dressed and ready, you drove to Chris’ house. You got there within a few minutes and walked up to his doorstep. You knocked on the door and waited for him to answer it. To your dismay, Ricky was the one who answered the door. He didn’t scowl at you this time, like he normally did. Instead he opened the door wider for you to enter.

You walked inside the house and Ricky shut the door behind you both. You both greeted each other awkwardly. You were confused by Ricky’s behavior; usually by now he would have pissed you off, or vice-versa.

“Where’s Chris? I came to hang out.” You say, disrupting the awkward silence.

“He’s not here, he went to the store. He left just a minute or two before you got here.” Ricky tells you. 

“Shoot.” You reply.

“He’ll probably be gone for a few hours, I think he said he was going to Ryan’s house afterwards.” He continues.

“I guess I’ll head home then.” You say, heading towards the door.

“Wait!” Ricky says suddenly, grabbing your arm.

“What?” You ask him, turning back around.

“Um…Why don’t you just stay Daphnie?” Ricky asks.

“What for?” You ask, without much thought.

“Well, we could hang out or whatever until Chris gets back.” He replies.

“Why? You don’t seem to enjoy my company very much.” You say.

“Yes I do.” He retaliates.

“What are you talking about?” You ask, laughing.

“I very much enjoy your company.” Ricky says, getting irritated.

“How can that be? You’re always a dick to me when I’m around.” You snap.

Ricky opens his mouth for a moment, but stays silent. You had him at a loss for words. He sighed and looked over to the opposite side of the room. You were thinking that you were just wasting your time, so once again you tried to leave.

“Daphnie, don’t go yet.” Ricky says, walking towards you.

“Why not? Why shouldn’t I leave Ricky?” You say with an irritated tone in your voice.

“Because…” Ricky starts, walking even closer to you, “I’m not done with you.”

You gasped as Ricky put his hands on your waist, pulling your body close to his. Within a second his lips were on yours. You were shocked, but you closed your eyes and let him guide you. After a few moments you felt yourself enjoying it, so you wrapped your arms around Ricky’s neck. You pushed all of your thoughts aside and kissed him back just as passionately.

You two moved to the wall closest to you, where Ricky asserted dominance. He pinned your wrists against the wall at either side of your head. You quickly became more aroused and lustful. Ricky slipped his tongue into your mouth, exploring it. You moaned quietly and let him take full control.

After a little while, Ricky stopped kissing you in order to take your shirt off. He pulled it off quickly and tossed it onto the floor. Your mouths reconnected and you started moving towards Ricky’s bedroom. You jumped up and he held you as your legs wrapped around his waist.

Once you got in his bedroom, Ricky laid you down on the bed. He then pulled your jeans off and removed your bra. Ricky took a few moments to stare at you before then pulling your panties off as well. After you were fully undressed, Ricky removed the rest of his clothes. You both took a few moments to mentally prepare. Your hunger for each other grew every single second.

Ricky’s dark blue eyes stared intensely into yours. He looked as if he could devour you within a moment. He looked like he wanted you more than anything in the world and it aroused you so much more. You had a similar lustful feeling and you were desperate to keep things moving.

Ricky crawled over your nude body and traced his inked hand down your side, admiring your figure. He looked at your body with such a lustful, yet loving stare. You bit your lip and waited for him to finish taking everything in. Soon he kissed you hard and things heated up again. After slipping on a condomn, Ricky’s cock entered you.

You moaned as he pushed deep into you. Immediately the pleasure started to course through you. Ricky started thrusted into you slow and deep, starting off with such amazing feelings. You let out deep moans and bit down on your lip. After some time Ricky sped up, increasing the pleasure you both felt.

“You feel so good baby.” Ricky says, moaning.

You moan in response, unable to speak words. He thrusted into you faster and then soon even faster. The volume of your moans raised and Ricky groaned. You later felt his lips attach to your neck, sucking hard. You moved your hands from his shoulders to his hair, tugging on it.

Ricky let out a loud moan as you started tugging on his raven hair. You were so aroused by his voice and his moans. Eventually you were on the edge of your orgasm. You could feel it and Ricky was close, too.

“Oh my God Ricky, I’m gonna cum!” You moaned.

“Fuck, me too.” Ricky replied, his voice raspy.

After a few more thrusts Ricky slid his hand down, rubbing your clit. At this point you could not control your body. The pleasure that was rushing through your veins was taking over you and you cried out in absolute ecstasy. You came seconds later and Ricky soon followed suit.

Profanities left your mouths as you both rode out on your highs, sweat coating your now exhuasted bodies. The two of you were left breathless. Ricky pulled out of you and collapsed beside you. You turned your head and watched his chest as it heaved up and down. You watched Ricky, him soon noticing when he looked over at you.

You smiled at each other, but did not yet say anything. You needed some time to catch your breath. Minutes later your breathing had returned to normal and you looked over at Ricky once again. He turned his gaze to you as well.

“I’m so sorry Daphnie…I’ve had feelings for you for a long time and I guess it all just came out at once.” Ricky says.

“There’s no need to apologize. How long have you had feelings for me?” You ask.

“Several months. I’ve just had so many doubts, I didn’t want to face rejection. Especially not from you, someone that I love deeply.” He explains.

You were left blushing from Ricky’s sentence. You didn’t know what to say. He interrupts your thoughts by placing his hand on your cheek. Your brown eyes wander back to Ricky’s blue ones just before he places his lips on yours. You close your eyes and enjoy the sweet sensation. It lasts for a few wonderful moments.

Two Months Later…

Before you went home that day, Ricky asked you to be his girlfriend. You happily accepted and the two of you departed with smiles on your faces. Chris had not been able to make it home until late that night, so you ended up not seeing him. You were not too disappointed, though.

A few days after you got together, you and Ricky made it public. The guys in MIW and Balz’ fiancè all teased you both. In truth, they were all very happy for you guys. They told you this shortly after all the jokes were made.

Now it was two months later and you and Ricky couldn’t have been happier with each other. Sure, you had argued a couple times, but you guys always worked things out. You were extremely compatible and it paid off during hard times. Just a few moments ago you had taken a pregnancy test, just to make sure, and now it was time to look at the results. 

You gasped and cupped a hand over your mouth as the test results were revealed. The test was positive, meaning that you were pregnant! You decided to tell Ricky immediately. You got cleanued up and walked towards the living room. Ricky was there with his band members and their partners.

“Everyone.” You say, getting their attention.

Ricky pauses the tv show they were watching and looks over at you, along with everyone else. You take a deep breath and continued speaking.

“I have something wonderful to anounce.” You say.

“What is it?” Ryan Ashley, Balz’ fiancè, asks excitedly.

“Well…I’m pregnant!” You say, tears rushing into your eyes.

You tried not to cry as you stared into the room of your friends and your lover. Ricky’s jaw dropped and he didn’t move a muscle. The tv remote dropped from his hands. Everyone else started cheering and clapping, then Ricky quickly came back to reality. 

“Are you serious?” He asks you, a smile growing on his face.

Everyone goes quiet, staying in their seats.

You slowly nod your head. Ricky smiles wider and immediately gets up. He rushes over to you, taking you in his strong arms. You can’t help but let a few blissful tears run down your cheeks as you and Ricky embrace.

“I love you so much.” You hear him whisper into your ear.

Everyone starts to cheer once more, making you blush. That night you all went out to dinner to celebrate, eating lots of dinner and dessert. You and Ricky were extremely happy with the new part of your life. A crazy, difficult, but wonderful journey was ahead of you guys. Ricky would stay by your side the entire time, loving you unconditionally.

{Part 7} I Can Save You // Jay Park

Originally posted by ygnj

Pairing: Jay x Reader

Genre: Angst // Fluff

Summary:After talking with Ashley, Jay gives tyou a ride home, but not before he makes a quick stop at AOMG - showing you his world.

This scenario contains slight mentions of abuse and manipulative behaviour - talks about whorephobia and stigma.

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The next few hours were spent with Jay and Ashley – you giving as much information on Key as possible while Ashley diligently took notes while offering you encouragement for the brave act that was speaking out against someone who abused you and other women around you for too long. You were scared, but you were also stronger than anything he had ever done or put you through. Jay watched you speak from across the table, looking into the ferocity that burned in your eyes as you dissected each and every missing detail of Key that the authorities couldn’t place their finger on before.

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Thoughts and Observations on Until Dawn’s First Person Prototype Version

So I’ve been watching this video with the newly-uncovered prototype first-person version of Until Dawn that was original going to be a PS3 Playstation Move game, and I of course have some thoughts and observations about it. Also for people who don’t want a watch a 42-minute video you can just read this, since i pointed out most of the important stuff lol

pictures and commentary under the cut!

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Angeles: Some New Kill

Summary:  Jensen Ackles is infatuated and intrigued with Supernatural’s new recurring guest star from the moment he meets her. It eventually leads to a steamy night in a hotel room during a convention weekend – but Jensen has no idea that Y/N is hiding secrets that have followed her from the moment she signed her first contract.
Part One: Some New Kill
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
Word Count: 1705
Warnings: None. 

A/N: No Jensen in this chapter, but he will be in most if not all chapters going forward. 

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Fighting over love

Crazy-paigie I am sorry sorry this is way over due…. I am just lazy and its been really hot so I couldn’t be bothered but I hope you like it. :/

Your P.O.V

I was sitting in my bunk on the tour bus thinking about how my brother would react when I tell him I’m dating Ronnie. Knowing Ashley he would flip his shit… Let’s just say he protective of his little sister. I find it weird that he freaks out if I have a boyfriend yet guys throw themselves at me after ever concert. I play drums in a band called death sentence and we’re are on Warped tour at the moment so I am stuck with Ashley… Just kidding I love him but he does get annoying.

“Hey pumpkin, What are you thinking about?” I looked up yo see Ronnie and instantly smiled “Oh just about how I’m going to tell Ashley about us..” I sighed laying your head on the pillow. “It’s going to be fine” Ronnie reassured me and gave me a passionate kiss.

Sitting up once again picturing all the scenarios that could happen when we told him “Ronnie you don’t know that. Ashley is very protective of me… every boyfriend I have had he has gone on an rampage yelling and screaming at me telling me that they weren’t good enough. I got fed up with it so i stopped dating all together” I said sighing once again. “Y/N I promise you that it will be okay” He replied giving me a small peck. “Okay well I guess we should head over then” I grabbed my jacket and we started to walk to Black veil Brides bus.

I didn’t bother to knock and walked straight in “Hey there little sis, long time no see” I gave Ashley the ‘Are you serious look’ He just chuckled “So you brought Radke with you…” He looked at Ronnie in an odd way “About that… We need to tell you something” I sat down beside my brother “Well that’s my queue” CC said then walked out the bus.

“Anyway back to the point. Well you see Ronnie and I have been dating fo-” I cut my self off because of the angered look in Ashley’s eyes “Don’t you dare say anything Ashley! I knew this would happen this is why I don’t open up to you anymore” I was on the verge of tears and whispered to Ronnie “Come on lets go” He nodded and we stood up and walked off the bus. 

 Ashley’s P.O.V

What have I done now… I don’t mean to be like this it is just a natural thing I do. I just always have to protect Y/N but i guess she is old enough to make her own decisions but i am scared she will get hurt. I should go and apologize to her “Guys i going to go out for a bit” I shout and headed to her bus.

Your P.O.V 

I was laying in my bed sobbing into Ronnie’s chest “Shh It’s going to be okay pumpkin. Everything’s going to be fine” I sniffled and got up and walked outside to see that my band members were back from the shopping center “Hey Y/N you okay?” Dan asked “Yeah I’m fine” I said lighter a cigarette “No Y/N you’re not fine… You haven’t smoked in months” Lucy said sternly I sighed and looked in the other direction and saw Ashley walking in the distance. I quickly walked behind a building to finish my cigarette and try and hide from Ash.

I think I sat there for a good twenty minute before I heard someone walking towards me. “Y/N I’m sorry I overreact I’m just really protective of you… I don’t want you to get hurt.” I looked up to my older brother “I know Ash It’s just… I don’t need protection anymore i can protect myself and I know Ronnie would never hurt me” I hugged Ash “I know that… But now we should head back to your bus” I chuckled and stood up from my spot and headed back to the bus.

I straight into Ronnie’s strong arms “It’s all good now” I smiled looking up at him “See I told you it would be fine” He gave me a small but passionate kiss “I love you Y/N” He said kissing me once again “I love you too Ronnie” squeezing him tighter “Now what do you say about going of for food?” Ronnie asked “Are you really questioning me about food? Of course! now lets go” I said grabbing his arm and dragged him out of the bus.

Hope it was what you wanted….. :D (If there is any typo’s sorry it’s really late and I’m tired)

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Worst Kept Secret (Sam x Josh)

Prompt: Can you write something in which Sam overhears a conversation between Chris and Josh at a party. He teases Chris about his feelings for Ashley and Chris said he confesses his feelings for her if Josh confesses to Sam that he loves her 😃

A/N - It’s been a while huh? Hope you guys still read these! Feedback is much appreciated<3

“Dude, this is getting ridiculous.”

“What? You’re one to talk bro.”

“You literally can not say anything to me, you little pussy.”

The boys were laughing in the room together, red cups half empty with beer. There was just a small gathering at the house, nothing major, just a little something to lift spirits after the hard studying their friends had been doing. Now exam season was over, Chris and Josh could get everyone royally pissed.

“Bro, you and Ashley, I mean seriously bro what is up with that?”

Chris rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t stop the blush rising in his cheeks; it was a sore subject. 

“Look, I don’t know man. She was talking about some guy in her English class the other day and she sounded really into him. He probably…smokes or something, I dunno.”

Josh just rolled his eyes. Of course it was him trying to console Chris when it came to stuff like this. He had had to deal with Chris pining after Ashley forever and that included when Ashley got crushes or a new boyfriend - which didn’t happen that often - trying to get over Chris herself. It was tiring for everyone.

“Look, Ashley will be going to college soon,” Josh started, taking a gulp of his now very warm beer, “If you don’t make a move she might meet somebody new and than what are you gonna do?”

Letting out a sigh of irritation, rubbing the back of his head. “Okay okay, you’re right.” He hated to admit it.

“Of course I’m right cochise, I’m your best friend. Your mentor. I’m just trying to get your sweet sweet Ashley into bed with you.” There was a cheeky grin on Josh’s face, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I bet she’s nice and tight.”

Shoving Josh playfully, Chris rolled his eyes, feeling his cheeks redden again. “Shut up bro.” 

Chris would be lying if he didn’t think about stuff like that to do with Ashley. It was one of his many secrets he kept for himself. Of course he wasn’t a creep about anything, it was very PG13, but sometimes when his mind wandered and he thought about those legs…

A thought suddenly came into his mind which made his eyebrows furrow. “You haven’t told Sam how you feel about her.”

Josh, who’s smirk had begun to fade from his face at Chris’s words, took a gulp of his beer. “What?”

Outside the room, Sam had been stood for the last few minutes having been gone past to use the bathroom. The door was slightly ajar and she had heard noises so she just had to have a quick peek to see who was in there. 

It had been fun at first, hearing Josh tease Chris about his on-going crush on Ashley, but hearing Chris’s words to Josh she felt her heart rate speed up and her mouth go dry. 

Back inside the room, Chris was feeling himself get very confident, a smirk on his face mirroring the one Josh had on not two seconds ago. “You heard me,” He took a swig of his beer, pulling a face at the warmth of the liquid on his lips. “You tell Sam how you feel and I’ll tell Ashley. Tonight.”

Josh straightened himself up, always up for the challenge. “You want me to tell Sam I have a crush on her?”

“We both know it’s not just a little crush, Josh. You’re totally in love with her.”

Sam’s hand clenched hard against the wood of the door, not daring to move incase they heard her eavesdropping. Never had she expected Josh to have these feelings for her. Never had she expected the feelings that she had for him be reciprocated. She was feeling a little dizzy and she wasn’t quite sure if it was the conversation that was going on in the room, or the after effect of the alcohol. Quietly as she could, she leaned her head closer in, trying to hear every word spoken between the two boys.

“Okay cochise, I’ll do.” Downing the rest of his beer, he threw the empty red cup onto the floor beside him. “I’ll go tell Sam, you go speak to Ashley, deal?”

Chris, who had started to waver a little from the idea, tried to sound confident in his words. “That’s the, er, the plan, yeah.” Squeezing his eyes shut, he downed the rest of his own beer, grimacing at the taste and the warmth of it. 

Sam could hear footsteps coming towards the door and in a blind panic, sprinted into the next room and closed the door quietly, hearing the boys come out of the room they had been in.

“Let’s do this.”

The boys slapped each other on the back and headed down the stairs, feeling very confident and very drunk.

As Sam waited for the footsteps to disappear she turned the light on and took a look around the bathroom, stopping on a mirror and checking her reflection.

“Well Sammy,” She smiled at her reflection and gussied up her a hair a little, checking her makeup was perfect before breathing a sigh of contentment. “Let’s go see how this plays out girl.”