why am i so easy flirted when it comes to shipping

Space Cowboys and Walkmans (StarkQuill)

“So look, if you push this button here, it locks your screen so you dont accidentally hit anything while you’re out doing… whatever it is you do.”

“While I’m out guarding the galaxy.”

Tony’s lips twitched into a smile. “Sure, Star Lord. While you are out guarding the galaxy.”

“Do I detect some jealousy?”

“Definitely.” Tony shook his head with a little smile. “Space terrifies me. Want to be a spaceman, stuck on earth being a cowboy.

“Cowboys are cool.” Peter shrugged. “Besides, no need to worry about space when I’ll keep you warm and safe.” Peter winked at him and Tony looked away, flushing a little.

“Anyway, this little button here will keep your song playing steadily no matter what you’re doing.”

“You know, my Walkman did that too? No fancy technology required.” Peter argued, then he looked sad. “Miss my Walkman.”

Tony stared at him for a full minute. “So you aren’t grateful for this insanely expensive Stark Phone that I personally loaded over a thousand songs that I thought you would enjoy onto it? Is that what I’m hearing right now?”

“No.” Peter tried not to laugh at the horribly offended look on Tony’s face. “No. I appreciate it. It’s amazing.”

“But you miss your piece of shit Walkman.”

“Nostalgia man!” Peter argued. “Aren’t you nostalgic about anything?”

“Suck it, Space man.” Tony huffed and gathered up everything he’d brought to show off and turned and stomped out of the room.

“Nice goin.” Rocket snarked, baring his pointy teeth in a little smile. “Richest, most powerful guy on earth and you insult him when he gives you a present. Smart, StarTwat. Smart.”

“It is not Peter’s fault he is so foolishly attached to items from his childhood that he pushes away all attempts from the Iron Man to give him new things.” Drax interjected. “Just because it is stupid does not mean he doesn’t have the right to be nostalgic.”

“Um, thanks.” Peter sent Drax a look, knowing the guy was just trying to be comforting in that awkward, over literal, blunt way of his.

“I think you should stop flirting with him, and just get our gear fixed so we can leave.” Gamora said shortly, barely looking up from her book.

“I am Groot?”

“Tell me about it.” Rocket narrowed his eyes at the green woman. “Don’t be a hypocrite, Gamora. We all saw you flirting with that scary redhead. Don’t be mad at Peter for chasing some tail.”

“I am Groot.”

“No. No that’s not what chasing tail– I don’t mean Peter literally has a tail to chase.”

“I am–”

“That’s enough.” Peter sighed and ran his hands through his hair miserably. “I hope Stark isn’t too upset. We were having a good time.”

“And you think he is attractive and want to see him naked.” Drax pointed out.

“Thanks buddy.”

“As long as he keeps fixing our gear, I don’t care what you and he do. Just don’t do it here.”

“Thanks for that Gamora. You know, there are two types of people in this world. People who–”

The woman got up and walked out of the room and Peter stared after her.

“That was rude. Wasn’t that rude?”

“I am Groot.”

“Yeah, I’m tired of hearing him bitch too. Let’s go twig.” The rest of the team filed out, leaving Peter alone on the couch, kicking himself for driving the brilliant hottie known as Tony Stark away.

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FIC: Go Easy

Rating: T
Pairing: Vetra Nyx & Sidera Nyx; f!Ryder/Vetra Nyx, pre-relationship
Word Count: 1,794
Summary: Sometimes, Vetra wished she could see herself the way Sid saw her. Maybe then she would have the nerve to do something about Ryder, instead of just hopefully, hopelessly waiting.
Notes: Post-‘Means and Ends’ (Vetra’s loyalty mission). No major main plot spoilers.
Also on: AO3


Took a few days for Sid to cool down. Took a few days for Vetra, too. Every contact who didn’t pick up, or gave her a hard time—it needled her a little, all over again. She’d spent time, dammit, not to mention resources, getting favors from those people. It wasn’t like she had to start from scratch, but the dent was there.

She saw Ryder’s side of it, though, as the days passed. That Sid was just trying to do something good. Those hazel eyes of hers soft when she said it. Ryder wasn’t usually soft, human or not, but Vetra got the feeling she was a marshmallow with her brother. It Scott pulled the genome for cats out of storage, Ryder would probably just laugh.

But that was Ryder for you: did her job, but didn’t dare take anything too seriously. Looked like a coping mechanism to Vetra. Ryder had been through a lot, the past couple months.

Before she could indulge that worry any further—she did too much indulging, anyway—Sid called. Finally.

“Hey, kiddo,” Vetra said.

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Marked One

HELLO! Just a quick thank you to everyone for the amazing response to my first ever reader insert imagine! I am glad you all enjoyed it and I am glad to have given back a little something to this amazing community. 

PROMPT - @spnstarships requested: “Reader gets really sick, does not tell anyone until Bones comes to check because he has not seen her, finds almost dead then saves her.” - Sorry for the delay in posting this, but it took a while to write and I really hope it was the kind of thing you were after :)

PAIRING - Reader X Bones

WARNINGS - Slight cursing, Angsty but also fluffy to in places!


Marked One

White lights streaked in a steady rhythm above your head, as your body laid parallel on a medical stretcher. Your eyes were heavy as the cold white light reflected off falling dust particles creating an angelic halo around you. The moment would have been so utterly perfect if one figure above you, hadn’t had to consistently slap the side of your face whenever your eyes threatened to give in to the darkness.

“Don’t fall asleep.”

The order had been spoken with a commanding tone, however the subtle worried edge which laced it did not go unnoticed. Frowning towards the shadowy figure, you reached your arm up high; clinging to the blue cloth which surrounded them.

“I don’t know if you’ve had to do this before- but it’s hard.”

The figure blew an amused raspberry, their face turning away as they begun to murmur to the other unfamiliar shadows which lurked around you. Once finished, the silhouette leaned closer; their features forming clearer as you recognised the face before you with relief.

“I take it that the anti hallucinogenic hypo helped then.”

“Leonard?” You interrupted, your hand falling from his shirt and back to your aching chest.

“Good. You recognise me, thats-” Leonard paused as he nodded to himself in determination, a sense of relief seemingly washing over him. “It’s a good sign. Better than earlier.”

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MY THEORY ON THE CAMREN SAGA…..

Is CAMREN real? I am not part of their inner circle to give a definitive yes or no on that question. What I can say is, even though their words of denial are telling me no, their actions are telling me a completely different story. In my world, actions speak way louder than words. It is quite clear, through their actions over the past couple weeks alone, something is happening with them.

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Insecurities

Klance Fanfiction 

2826 words

Completed Oneshot

Fluff and angst with a happy ending :) 

Summary: Lance is feeling useless and is trying to ignore his feelings for Keith. Lance tries to escape his thoughts but ends up with a boyfriend.

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Casino night - Tyler Seguin (Part 4)

A/N: Hello! Wow, it’s taken me a long time to write this. So, I know that I had already written part 4 of this, but it got deleted and I didn’t have it saved so I ha to rewrite it, so probably the storyline has changed a little bit. I hope you enjoy it and thank you so much to everyone who requested it!

Word count: 1129

Warnings: cussing.

Part 1   Part 2    Part 3

Master list

Originally posted by ohmy-dallas-stars

The restaurant was crowded, but when wasn’t it? (y/f/n) and I decided to go Texan today and go to one of the most famous grills in Dallas, which casually is just a few blocks away from the American Airlines Center where the Dallas Stars play, so of course is going to be crowded.

“Why are all these people here? They don’t have jobs? Families? Something to do?” My friend complains when we finally get to sit on one of the booths next to the windows.

“Maybe they are going to a hockey game.” I answer her, taking a look on the menu. “You know, the guys with knife shoes and broomsticks trying to play with a disc.”

(y/f/n) huffs, opening the menu and holding it high enough so I can’t see her face. I shake my head and go through the list of meals, trying to decide what to have; everything looks amazing, but I finally choose the bacon cheeseburger with sweet potato fries and a diet coke. Our waiter comes and we order our food.

“He is hot.” My friend says, taking a sip of her drink. “And he was so hitting on you.”

“Didn’t realize it.” I mumble, looking through the Dallas Stars hashtag on Instagram.

Hundreds of people are posting pictures with their jerseys or in their seats. There is a common denominator; in almost every picture that there is a girl in she is wearing a Tyler Seguin jersey.

“Whatcha lookin’ at?” My friend fakes an awful southern accent and I chuckle, turning my phone so she can see what I am doing.

“I’m just trying to blend in with the crowd.” I say, leaning back on the booth.

“We really need to get you a jersey.” She laughs, going through the timeline like I’ve done before. (y/f/n) is wearing a jersey herself; number fourteen with a C on her chest, Jamie Benn’s jersey. “So we can match and be twinsies.”

“I’ll get a Dallas Stars’ jersey when you get a jersey of my team.” I tell her, taking a sip of my diet coke.

She is about to complain when we our supposedly hot waiter comes with our food. He is cute, that’s undeniable, but he is the prototype of a Texan guy; tall, strongly built with short brown hair and a beaming smile.

“There you go, ladies. Anything else that I can get for you?” He asks, looking at us.

“No, thanks.” I respond politely and he nods, walking away from our table.

(y/f/n) waits until he is out of sight and then leans on the table, looking at me.

“He is so hot. Oh my god. You should ask him his number.” She says and I roll my eyes, laughing.

“And I thought that you only had eyes for a certain Canadian.”


 

(y/n/f) and I walk to the arena in hopes of helping our stomach digests all the food we’ve eaten and leave some room for a couple beers for the game. My friend was right, the seats were absolutely fantastic; not ice level seats but almost. The players are not on the ice yet and I offer to go buy the first round of beers. All the food stands are incredibly crowded and by the time I get back to our seats the players are already on the ice. (y/f/n) has her phone out and is recording videos and posting them on instagram and snapchat and facebook… do every app have stories now?

“Thank you, babe.” She says when I hand her the plastic cup filled with beer.

“Yeah, no problem.” I smile, sitting next to her and looking at the men on the ice. “What have I lost?”

“Jamie looks hot as hell with the beard.” She tells me, tugging on my leather jacket and pointing to a man in green.

And then I see him, the man I flirted with yesterday. Victory green looks good on him and he has a big smile on his face while he skates around the ice. He makes him look so easy, just sliding and spinning around. I can’t help it but to stare at him, following him with my eyes as he bumps into his teammates, and then our sights meet. We stare each other for what it seems like ages until he cracks up a smirk and continues skating around.

“God, sparks were flying.” (y/f/n) whistles and I roll my eyes, taking a couple pictures for my own instagram stories.

“Maybe you are drunk already.” I says and she laughs, taking a long ship of it.

“Touché.” She bumps her cup with mine and I chuckle.


 

“Jamie, she is here!” Tyler says, skating towards his captain, who is waiting for his turn to shot the puck.

“Who is she?” He wonders, not taking his eyes off the puck for a second.

“Casino night girl.” Number ninety-one exclaims, hitting Jamie’ skate with his stick so he looks at him. He hasn’t stopped thinking about this girl since he met her and Jamie doesn’t seem to care at all.

“Well, if she is here tell her to give you back your brain because you need it to play.” The captain chirps at him, skating away towards the net.


 

I’ve caught Tyler looking at countless times during the first period, probably because I haven’t taken my eyes off of him. It is stupid really, I don’t even know him but I feel extremely attracted to Tyler; his bad boy attitude is fun, but the way he frowns when he misses a shot or the way he sticks his tongue before a face off are extremely charming.

“(y/n), if we lose because Tyler and you keep looking at each other with googly eyes I’ll kill you.” My friend menaces me. “We need him to score.”

The first period ends and (y/f/n) gets on her feet fast, racing up the stairs of the arena to get to the stands before anyone else. I sit there by myself, looking at how the players leave the ice when I see him skating towards the area I am sitting and stopping right in front of me. He shows me a puck and then throws it above the glass; the puck flies right to me and I catch it with both hands. I am about to hand it to a kid that it’s sitting on the row behind mine when I see it, there is a phone written on tape around the puck. I look at Tyler, who is looking at me and to the bench, where they are yelling him to get to the locker room. I rip the tape from the rubber disk, keeping the white sticky material and handing the puck to the child.

my best attempt at a masterlist of every chengsey moment in trk

  • ch. 6: henry calling gansey “richard-man” adj;fdkd
  • the slightly disturbing fact that henry told gansey his tailgate was open because he didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that there was a little girl curled up in the cargo space of the camaro….. like buddy what if gans was kidnapping her. now youre an accomplice.
  • ch. 12: “henry cheng stood before him, all hair and smile, his eyes intense.” 
  • basically the mere fact that henry notices that gansey is having a panic attack/ptsd flashback and goes to help him in the middle of a crowd
  • “once, you got me coffee,” henry said. “when i was losing my mind. consider the favor returned.” 
  • one of the things that helps gansey come out of his attack is making eye contact with henry
  • henry saying “there he is” when gansey calms down
  • ch 17: “both henry and gansey were kings in their respective territories”
  • gansey thinking about litchfield house: “to dine in fairyland was to be forced to stay there forever or to pine for it once you left” literally what the fuck gansey
  • “yo, yo, dick gansey” im so embarrassed for henry
  • “[litchfield house] did not look remotely like a place that might host a party. it looked like a place old ladies might go to die and remain undiscovered until the neighbors noticed a strange smell. it was utterly at odds with what gansey knew of henry.” ok i lied, that’s barely chengsey but i love it anyway.
  • gansey reflecting that he understands henry (more than blue does)
  • gansey reminding blue that henry’s car is electric bc he wants her to like his boyfriend
  • henry is fine with blue being at the toga party even though no other casual acquaintances are invited, just bc gansey vouches for her
  • ch. 29: ok honestly………. the whole chapter
  • BUT for the sake of thoroughness… henry calling gansey “junior”
  • henry: “i tucked in the children [after you left] and read them stories but they kept asking after you” and gansey LAUGHS
  • gansey is cagey about explaining why they left and henry lets it pass
  • “dick three”
  • flirting via knowledge of what happened in 1751
  • GANSEY 👏 KNEW 👏 THAT 👏 HENRY 👏 WAS 👏 RIGHT 👏 BY 👏 THE 👏 ZING 👏 OF 👏 FEELING 👏 IN 👏 HIS 👏 HEART 👏
  • and yes this is bc henry knows he’s looking for a “test of mettle”
  • “that feeling of being known. not in a superficial way, but in something deeper and truer.” 
  • gansey: “what is my prize if i pass?” 👀
  • “the prize is your honor, mr. gansey.” doubly known. triply known.
  • gansey doesn’t know how to feel about being “so accurately pegged” 👀
  • “am i being kidnapped now?” oh, gansey. you shameless flirt (with bad timing)
  • “this is ganseylike too, yes?” which part? “secrets.”
  • gansey is “prepared to deploy” any combination of his fake, polite responses to heavy moments, but he understands that henry doesn’t need or want this from him, so he can just respond as his real, genuine self 
  • both deeply traumatized at the age of 10?? is that kind of symmetry romantic?? (no but im including it)
  • “do you trust me?” [gansey’s dramatic ass thinks about how he intuitively knows who to trust] “yes.”
  • THEY HOLD HANDS!!!!!!! for a second when henry scares him with robobee but still!!!!
  • ch. 30: “richardman” again
  • henry telling gansey to breathe while literally cupping gansey’s hands between his
  • “be afraid and happy” the quote that defined a generation
  • henry saying “there he is” when gansey starts breathing again 💖
  • more touching, then “easy, mr. gansey”
  • “robobee, find great hair”
  • henry matching gansey’s dramatic ass like “i think we have to decide if we trust each other or not… i think this is the moment in our young friendship”
  • “are you saying your secrets are to my secrets as an automobile is to a carbonated beverage?” henry !!!!!!
  • “magical artifacts, bro”
  • henry: “are you collapsing? are you fine? i thought we were conversing”
  • gansey reflecting that henry is the closest thing to a soul-twin he’s ever found
  • “Get. Your. Number.” HENRY ASDJFKD;F
  • gansey noticing “henry’s wickedly cut eyebrows”
  • this part made me lose my shit….. gansey thinks that, even after all of the actual magic he’s seen, henry cheng is just as magical as everything else he’s found on this journey god help me
  • “because i’m overfull on secrets and underfed on friends” henry :’(
  • again, gansey bein gay…… thinking “henry’s eyes were lively and ferocious”
  • ch. 37: “[henry] had no real way to explain how he felt about trying to befriend richard gansey…” his love for richard is too big for words guyz
  • “LONGING TO BECOME FRIENDS”
  • when henry’s being kidnapped by mr. gray (also fuck you sir, how dare  you hurt my son’s shoulder), he begs robobee to “tell someone who can make this stop,” and robobee alerts gansey, who calls mr. gray immediately !!!!
  • ch. 38: when he meets henry and mr. gray, gansey’s like, “this wasn’t the next step i wanted to take in our friendship”… ok gans tell us about the ‘next step’ you had been imagining then
  • when gansey confirms that they’re officially friends now: “now something else lit henry’s smile. it was genuine and pleased but also something more, and there were not quite words for it.” im gonna take a wild guess and say one word you might use would be ‘lust.’
  • ch. 49: gansey thinking of henry’s “be afraid and happy” advice when he needs strength to go after glendower…. im crying youre crying we’re all crying
  • ch. 51: robobee is basically a lovebee that tells henry when gansey needs him
  • henry using second person “thee” to refer to gansey 👀
  • henry lets gansey drive his car!!!
  • “i’ll watch for cops. go, go, go.” they’re like thelma and louise
  • henry lets gans drive his car along the steep side of a mountain with no guard rail! he must have been so scared but he let him do it!!!
  • gansey: “however do you drive?” henry: “i don’t. you do.” 
  • “HE HAD TO TRUST HENRY”
  • henry reacting to gansey’s driving… “yay. also, woo.”
  • ch. 53: henry making a b&e joke but definitely also a sex joke that gansey will probably be up thinking about at 3 am for every night the rest of his life: “let us enter, dick, as i’ve already broken”
  • JEONG!!!!!! “we are friends at once, we would instantly do what friends would do for each other. not just pals. friends. blood brothers. you just feel it. we instead of you and me. that’s jeong.”
  • henry suggests splitting up and doesn’t question gans turning off his flashlight, because he’s PERFECT for gansey (me? dramatic? its more likely than you think)
  • ch. 54: gansey doesn’t ask henry to come with him once they find the tunnel bc he remembers that henry’s biggest fear is a hole in the ground (am i crying?? yes.)
  • henry literally giving gansey the shirt off his back!!!! (the shirt he’ll die in ok…. is it weird that i find it romantic that gansey will die wearing henry’s sweater)
  • ch. 55: GANSEY THINKING OF HTE ONCOMING SWARM AS “SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL” BECAUSE OF HENRY’S ADVICE
  • henry literally trying to reenact the princess bride with gansey like what the fuck?? “we have such few old treasures left; it would be so careless to let them get destroyed.”
  • gansey: “please. please help me.” henry: “i thought you’d never ask.” wtf why do they do this to me
  • ch. 58: henry tells gansey to pull over after they’re leaving glendower, and says, “stop driving. i know you need to. you’ve needed to since we left. get. out.” so gansey can get out of the car and cry 💖
  • ch. 59: henry casually calling gansey “president” as they’re binding adam’s hands???
  • ch. 64: while gansey’s official last words before dying are “it’ll be okay. i’m ready. blue, kiss me,” his SECOND-TO-LAST words are “thanks for everything, henry. you’re a prince among men.” like hwat hte hell dude….. are you even aware that youre in love.. 
  • ch. 66: henry is the one who demands they find a way to bring gansey back!!!
     
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“Sailing with Fire”

Rated M for eventual smut.

Summary: Lucy is in desperate need of a break from the mage life and embarks on a two week long cruise alongside her partner, Natsu. What they don’t know is that it’s a cruise designed specifically for couples. With no other choice than to pretend they are married, the two try to enjoy the cruise the best they can all the while dealing with uncharted feelings.

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Natsu’s eyes slowly opened as light washed over his face. He tried to lift his arm to rub his eyes, only to find that there was a foreign weight on top of it. Turning his head, his eyes nearly bugged out of their sockets at the sight of Lucy cuddling against him, her head resting over his arm and her legs straddling his side. Her breasts were pushed against his side as well, though he tried not to pay attention to that. Instead, he awed at the peaceful smile that was glued to her face. He had seen it countless of times, yet it still managed to lighten his heart.
A lock of golden hair over her face caught his attention. His fingers itched to move it, but that would’ve been pushing the boundary between them. They were best friends, not lovers. It wasn’t something that he should’ve done. And yet he found his hand moving on its own as it brushed her hair behind her.
“What am I getting myself into?” Natsu wondered with a frown. Before, he was fine with their relationship. Their friendship was the most important thing in the world to him, he didn’t want to go and screw that up. But now that they were sleeping in the same bed, spending every minute together, and even pretending to be married, he couldn’t help but want to act on his feelings. Was that so wrong of him?
Eventually, Lucy’s eyes fluttered open as well, prompting Natsu to lay stiff as a board and pretend to be asleep. There was no way in hell he was going to let her know that he was watching her sleep. Not happening.
The blonde brought a hand to her face and sleepily rubbed her eyes. Then, her brown eyes fully opened to see exactly what position she was in. Barely suppressing a squeal, the girl scampered out of bed, crashing onto the floor with a loud thump. Cursing as she rubbed her aching bum, she glanced back at the bad, her cheeks rosy. She was just cuddling with Natsu.
The worst part of it was that she enjoyed it for a split millisecond.
How did things get like this? And what exactly did that even mean? Things were getting complicated and messy, and she hated messy situations.
Natsu took the thick silence as his cue to ‘wake up.’ With an exaggerated yawn, the boy rose and stretched his arms over his head. Glancing towards Lucy, he gave her a slightly strained grin.
“Morning, Luce!” he greeted.
“G-Good morning,” the girl replied. She was just glad that Natsu didn’t know about their impromptu cuddling session. Standing up, she brushed herself off and smiled at her partner. “Are you ready to go to the spa?”
“I guess. Can we get breakfast first?”
“Of course. We’ll go to the dining-”
Lucy shut her mouth as she remembered the couple they shared a table with. Jun, who couldn’t stop staring at her like a piece of meat, and Loly, who was clearly lusting for Natsu. The blonde didn’t know why, but the latter seemed to piss her off more than the former. All she knew was that she didn’t want to be around them ever again.
“Can we just get something from a shop?” Lucy suggested with an awkward grin.
Natsu arched a brow. “What? No way. The food is better at the dining hall and it’s free. You love free things, why don’t you want to go to the dining hall?”
“No reason!” As if she was going to admit she was jealous. “I’ll go get dressed then.”
“You aren’t going to shower?”
“Nope! We’ll just sweat anyways when we go to the spa.”
“Gross.”
“I guess a little. But it’s relaxing.”
“If you say so.”
Lucy quickly got dressed into a pink sundress with white flowers printed on it. The dress was loose and flowy, easy to take off. Going to a spa, she was sure she was going to undress plenty of times.
The two left the room hand in hand, this time not as embarrassed as before. Their hands fit perfectly together and they found they enjoyed holding each other’s hands. Even without thinking of it, one would grab the other’s hand.
Reaching the dining hall, Lucy immediately frowned as her eyes landed on Loly and Jun eating at the table. She was hoping they would come at different times and avoid each other completely.
Of course, Loly’s red eyes lit up at the sight of Natsu. She was adorned in a tank top that barely concealed her breasts and had an annoyingly large hat on her head.
“Good morning, Natsu!” she greeted, waving him over.
“Yo!” the boy replied, much to Lucy’s annoyance.
The blonde sighed as she sat beside Jun, who was already looking her up and down. What she would give to summon Virgo to make a hole underneath their seats and send them into the ocean… Even Taurus wasn’t as obvious with his staring. Okay, that wasn’t true. But Jun was still pretty obvious.
“Good morning, sunshine,” Jun greeted.
Lucy sighed. “Morning.”
“That dress is nice. It looks real good on you.”
“Thanks, because I definitely wore it to get your approval.”
“Feisty. I like it.”
“Yeah? You should really like your wife instead.”
Meanwhile, Natsu didn’t have a problem talking to Loly at all. There were strange times in which she would touch his arm, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle. He didn’t know Loly too well, but he thought she was nice. And a person’s kindness was important to him.
“What are your plans for today, Natsu?” Loly asked. “I’m going to the pool later, care to join?”
“Nah, Lucy and I are going to the spa,” Natsu answered, his eyes lighting up once the waiter delivered his food.
“You don’t seem too excited about that,” Loly commented with a cocky grin.
“Ehh, spas aren’t my thing. Well, I’ve never been to one so I’m not sure if they are or not. But I would rather be at the pool.”
“Really? Well then why don’t you come with me? I’m sure Lucy won’t mind!”
Natsu frowned and shook his head. “Nah. I’d rather stay with Lucy!” With that, the boy began stuffing his face with chicken, unnoticing the pout that rested on Loly’s face. What he did notice, however, was Jun’s incessant flirting with Lucy.
Turning his head, Natsu watched as Jun went into a spiel about how much he works out at the gym. And though his body was nothing like Natsu’s, it was clear that he took good care of it. Natsu’s eyes darted over to Lucy to see her reaction of it. To his delight, the blonde wasn’t interested in the slightest and was clearly only listening to be polite.
Natsu glanced at Jun again. He couldn’t blame him for trying to flirt with Lucy- well, besides the fact that he had a wife. Lucy was gorgeous, by far the most attractive person on the ship in his opinion. Hell, he hadn’t met someone he regarded as more beautiful than her. The girls at the guild were pretty, of course, but he could never see any of them past something similar to a sister.
Lucy was different. He’d had a crush on her for a while- ever since she skipped out on a date to go on a mission with him, to be exact. Something about her choosing him over someone else sparked something within him he couldn’t explain. But he recently discovered that his feelings went deeper than a simple crush when Lucy refused to run from Kain on Tenrou Island. It was then that he knew he had serious feelings for the blonde, feelings that he had never experienced before.
Wanting to end the one-sided conversation between Jun and Lucy, Natsu scooted his chair closer to the blonde to get her attention. He grinned seeing her smile in relief.
“How’s the food this time?” Natsu asked, nudging the girl.
“Much better now,” Lucy answered, her smile growing. “I’m excited to go to the spa! I haven’t been to one in years!”
“You know, we could sweat anywhere.”
“It’s not just sweating! There are massages and mud baths!”
“Mud baths?” Natsu repeated in disgust. “You actually want to bathe in mud?”
“It sounds gross, but it’s really good for your skin!” Lucy replied. “It’s going to be fun, I promise!”
Loly watched the couple talk in frustration. It was clear Natsu enjoyed talking to his wife more than her, and that bothered her to no end. She was just as attractive and young as Lucy! Surely she could get Natsu’s attention with her looks! Unless their love truly was strong enough to prevent such a thing. And she was going to find out.
“You two are adorable!” Loly swooned. “You two should kiss!”
Lucy’s face was set ablaze. “W-What?”
“Kiss!” the other girl repeated. “What’s the harm? It’s just showing your husband some love, see?” She leaned closer to Jun and planted her lips over his in a chaste kiss. “Like that!”
“Umm, I’m not really one for kissing outside of the bedroom.”
“Just a peck!”
“No thank you.”
“Oh c'mon, Lucy! Don’t be such a stick in the mud! Just do it!”
“No, Loly. The answer is no.”
Thick silence hung over the group like a blanket. Lucy kept her gaze over her food, completely annoyed. Who the hell was Loly to judge her like that for not wanting to kiss Natsu? Sure, they were supposedly married, but still. Why did she want to see that anyways?
Natsu frowned, also annoyed with Loly. He didn’t know why she was so interested in seeing them kiss, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that now Lucy was upset.
Loly smirked, her plan having worked out perfectly. “I’m sorry for pushing you, Lucy. I guess I just don’t know when to stop! Anyways, Jun and I will be heading out now. Have fun at the spa!”
With that, the other couple left, though not before Loly patted Natsu’s arm. Lucy breathed a huge sigh of relief, already feeling her irritation slip away now that the catalysts for it were gone. Still, she needed to sit in silence for a few more moments before she was able to speak again.
“Want to go to the spa now?” Lucy questioned, glancing at her partner.
Natsu flinched, surprised to suddenly hear her voice. He studied the girl’s face in concern. “You okay, Luce? We don’t have to go today if you don’t want to.”
“No way! We’re going. I’m not going to let some minor thing keep me from a spa!”
Natsu grinned noticing the fire within Lucy’s brown orbs. Standing from his seat, he held his hand out towards the blonde.
“Let’s go then!” he exclaimed.
Lucy grinned as well and took his hand, allowing him to lead her away. Both of their cheeks warmed from the small contact but they brushed it off. For now, they were solely going to focus on the spa.

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X- men pref. Hamilton Songs.

Originally posted by eavensmusings

I know my sister like I know my own mind
You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind
If I tell her that I love him she’d be silently resigned
He’d be mine
She would say, “I’m fine”
She’d be lying!

You forced a smile as you saw Scott kiss your sister, Jean, as she walked out of her class. It was hard being in love with your sisters boyfriend. Well, it was your fault that you were in this position that you just happened to be in. 

You met him a few months ago, he was new and a big flirt. After a few attempts of flirting with you, you introduced him to your sister Jean, knowing that it would be a chance to escape the horrible pick up lines. 

But after you got to know him more, you couldn’t deny your feelings for him. But he was already with Jean. 

You knew that you would just have to suck it up. You knew Jean better than anyone else, you knew what she struggled with, how kind and trusting she was. You knew with out a doubt that Jean would break up with Scott for you, but you couldn’t let her. It would crush your sister to give him up, to know that she’s too nice to say no. 

So you kept your emotions under control. At least my dear Jean is his. 

- Satisfied.


Originally posted by magnetosmind

An immigrant you know and love who’s unafraid to step in!
He’s constantly confusin’, confoundin’ the British henchmen
Ev’ryone give it up for America’s favorite fighting Frenchman!

You weren’t a mutant. Just a plan old human with combat skills better than the Avengers put together. No one knew of this of course, to the whole school and your boyfriend Peter, all they knew that you were a big deal and they don’t know why. 

“Mon amour,” You spoke to your boyfriend in your native language. “Stay safe.” With a simple kiss on the cheek, he sped off, ready to go on another mission with the X-Men. 

A few days later, you had been assigned to go on a mission, kill a few people who were working for HYDRA. The fight was easy, shoot a few guys, snap some necks with your thighs, the usual. It was almost amusing how easily they were to take down. 

“Y/N?” You heard a voice say, you turn around to lock eyes with your boyfriend. The moment of silence between you was odd, Peter was staring at the bodies with wide eyes. “Damn.”

- Guns and Ships


Originally posted by claracivry

Let me tell you what I wish I’d known
When I was young and dreamed of glory:
You have no control:
Who lives, who dies, who tells your story

To Kurt it wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that the girl he loved, the girl who had the purest heart in the world had to die. Ever since your death, Kurt had been a mess. He locked himself in his room, refusing to see or talk to anyone. The only time anyone had seen him was at your funeral. 

“You know I use to believe that if you were good, good would happen.” Kurt told Scott, after he broke the door off. “I use to pray twice every day, go to church, help when needed. And I came her and met Y/N, and I thought ‘this is my good coming back’ because she was the most amazing person I have ever met.

And now she’s dead. She was so kind. Always letting go before her, giving away when she had none. All to die so soon. I find myself laying down at night, thinking why. Why her? She did nothing wrong. Why do bad things keep on happening to the best people?”

- History has its eyes on you


Originally posted by evanpetersxsophieturner


Oh, am I talkin’ too loud?
Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth
I never had a group of friends before

You were Jean’s first girlfriend, first friend, first person to make her feel valid. You found it cute as she rambled, going on and on about she read a bullshit article in the news paper. 

“I mean did they even check their facts!” She exclaimed, her voice raising a bit. “Shit!” She yelled, realizing her voice was getting louder, before apologizing. 

“Don’t,” You told her. “It’s okay, you just got a little excited. It’s fine.” 

“Are you sure? B- Because I don’t want to be like screaming in your face, I mean i just don’t get to talk a lot so an-”

You cut her off with a kiss. “It’s fine.”

- My Shot

Cycle Eight--Week 2

[AO3] [Week 1]

Day 8

Merle has set himself up in the town center, telling all who will listen about the word of Pan. To our surprise, ‘all who will listen’ seems to be most of the town. It may just be the novelty that makes them stop and ask him questions about his faith, but it may be something deeper. He prayed and sang the scorch teams on their way again tonight, and this time there were more than a few hesitant voices that joined in.

“Some of them really don’t believe that we can just breathe the air where we come from,” he told us after dinner.

Taako looked at him askance. “We came here without masks on. What do they think we were doing?”

“Dunno.” Merle shrugged. “I mean, they know we were on the ship. It’s not that weird we could breathe there. It’s the thought that there’s whole worlds without poison death spores in the air that throws ‘em. And where nobody needs to wear masks! You know how weird they think it is that we’ve all seen each other’s faces?” He paused and waggled his eyebrows. “Probably assume there’s some really kinky—”

“Gross.” Lup threw her spoon at his head.

“Speaking of which.” Magnus glared at him. “I know you’ve got your whole weird plant thing but please for the sake of everyone’s sanity and eyeballs, no flirting with the death mushrooms.”

“Hmph,” said Merle. “Here I am, trying to give these poor people the first taste of hope they’ve ever felt in their lives and all you can focus on is whether or not I wanna fuck the death mushrooms.”

To no one’s surprise, the conversation ended quite abruptly after that.

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@a-crafty-lass replied: Ladybug/Queen Bee? What’s the ship name there, LadyBee?

Personal headcanon: Queen Bee is a hella bubbly fangirl when it comes to Ladybug. Like the mask makes her totally unafraid to just gush over her role model. I will defend this with my life.  

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Ahhhh~! Ladybug! Laaaaaadybug! Over here! Yoohoo!”

Ladybug almost slipped from her yoyo string when she heard Queen Bee practically squeal out at having spotted her. She was sitting on the edge of a windowsill and kicking her feet against the brick of the apartment complex as she excitedly waved both of her hands at the sight of Ladybug coming to meet them at the location where she and Chat Noir typically started their patrols. Ladybug thought it would be good practice for Queen Bee and Volpina to learn how patrols worked and what paths around the city were the best to hit. Chat Noir had agreed to let Volpina shadow him while Ladybug agreed to take out Queen Bee. 

However, Ladybug forgot until now how downright….excitable Queen Bee got where Ladybug was concerned. She wouldn’t be surprised if she was a serious Ladybug fangirl as a civilian, which definitely made the whole “let’s focus on our job” thing pretty difficult. 

Ladybug landed on the roof of the building and looked down at Queen Bee. “Alright, get on up here, we better get started.”

Queen Bee gave a sharp salute and quickly swung up until she was balancing right on the edge of the roof, clasping her hands under her chin and grinning widely. “Hey! Super excited to get started. Gah! I can’t believe you’re the one showing me the ropes. This is so crazy!”

Ladybug chuckled at the enthusiasm, unable to help herself from finding it a little endearing. “It’s no trouble. It’s important that you learn how these go down. Eventually, you might have to start doing them by yourself depending on how busy the three of us are at the time. You know, stuff like school and life gets in the way.”

Queen Bee bit her lip and nodded. “Yup. Totally. I am completely at your service. You tell me everything I need to know!” 

Ladybug raised a brow, looking decidedly impressed. Chat Noir’s flirting tended to get in the way of getting stuff done, but at least Queen Bee’s gushing seemed to fill her with the energy to jump straight into things. Ladybug couldn’t exactly find it in her heart to complain about that. She unhooked her yoyo and jutted her chin out in front of her. “Alright, perfect! Um….I guess, we’ll take it easy tonight. I’ll show the order of all the arrondissements you should typically hit. Keep your eyes peeled, alright? If you see anything shady going on, let me know. Sometimes, petty crimes come up while we’re out and you’re going to have to be ready to deal with that.”

“Oh my God!” Queen Bee said excitedly. “Do you think that’ll happen? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you take down bad guys that weren’t Hawkmoth. Holy crap, that’d be so cool – ”

“Ah,” Ladybug winced. “Let’s avoid actively hoping for something to go wrong, huh?”

Queen Bee covered her mouth with her hands. “Right, right, right. Sorry. Totally my bad.”

Ladybug snorted and let her yoyo fly. “Just try to keep up, okay?”

Surprisingly enough, Queen Bee wasn’t being particularly chatty. If anything, she was doing a pretty good job of soaking up every word that Ladybug was saying as they kept an easy pace around the city. Whenever she poked in with the occasional question, she’d make sure to mirror the answer back to Ladybug to make sure she’d gotten it right and even going so far as to ask things that Ladybug had never thought of before. To be frank, Ladybug was nervous about adding additional miraculous users to their team. It was just a fresh set of dynamics to get used to and more people to have to keep tabs on. She was even more afraid that people weren’t going to be taking this very seriously. But Queen Bee was taking it almost too seriously, almost obsessed with getting everything right. It reminded Ladybug of herself when she first started, except that the responsibility left Ladybug feeling incredibly anxious, while Queen Bee seemed like an eager new student in response. 

They kept the patrol going for half an hour before Ladybug decided to stop at the half way point of their path and stretch out her muscles at the top of a flower shop. “You doing okay?” she asked Queen Bee. “You can take a breath if you want.”

While the suits definitely gave them heightened endurance, it was still a lot of exertion to get used to if you only just got the miraculouses. Ladybug was far used to running this much and this long, but it clearly looked like Queen Bee was struggling to catch her breath. But she kept on a pleasant smile and gave Ladybug a thumbs up. “No, no! I’m good. Totally fine! We can keep going!”

“I know you want to do well,” Ladybug explained. “But…you can take a break if you want. You’re still new to this. I won’t mind.”

Queen Bee bit the insides of her cheeks and let her shoulders drop. “Ugh, I know, it’s just….I really want do well at this. I don’t want you to think I’m slacking.”

“I don’t think that at all,” Ladybug assured. “The fact that you’re this enthusiastic is a good sign. Honest. You’re doing great.”

Queen Bee collapsed onto the ground with her legs crossed and breathed out in relief. “Oh, you don’t know how much it means to hear you say that…”

Ladybug mirrored her position and sat down in front of her. “If….if you don’t mind my asking….why are you jumping into this so hard? I mean it’s not a complaint! Just…it’s very noticeable.”

“I mean,” Queen Bee began, touching the bee comb in her ponytail. “Before I got this….you were my idol. You and Chat Noir just jumped straight into everything and started helping everyone, no matter what. I’m….well, I’m not that good at doing things like that so freely. It’s….hard for me….I guess. To be that selfless, I mean. So, to get a chance to have a miraculous and to help and learn from you, well….” Queen Bee paused and laughed in disbelief. “It’s a dream come true. I just don’t want to disappoint you is all.”

Ladybug’s chest warmed at the confession, and she smiled brightly. “Don’t worry so much,” she assured. “Mistakes are going to happen. You’re not going to get everything right away. And sometimes, this can get a little scary. But if you’re committed to helping people no matter what, and committed to learning, that’s all I ask. I’m already really proud of you for being so eager to do a good job.”

Queen Bee’s face lit up and Ladybug could barely blink before her arms were wrapped around her neck in a fierce hug. “Thank you! Oh, thank you thank you, I promise, you won’t be disappointed, I’ll do my best.”

Ladybug laughed and patted Queen Bee on the back of her head. “Looking forward to it.”

The Prince and His Princess || Kylo x Fem!Reader


Request: WOAH, I SAW THIS THING U REBLOGGED WITH “imagine kylo as a prince” oR SOMETHING LIKE THAT AND THAT WOULD BE HELLA COOL IF YOU WROTE AN X READER WITH pRINCE!KYLO AND (MAYBE) PRINCESS!READER AND YEAH, I DON’T KNOW MY GUY, YOU’RE COOL AND I LOVE YOU MY DUDE

A/N: Thank you, anon! This a v good idea and what I had in mind was either meant to be short or really long (probably like multiple parts) so I just stuck to short. Hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting! BTW, I know the whole Naboo princess idea isn’t idealistic but this is an AU so lets say it is.

Warning: None

Word Count: 700+

MASTERLIST 


“The Resistance and The First Order have been at war for years now, it’s about time we end it!” Leaning your shoulder against the wall just outside of the throne room, you let out a huff. Ever since the First Order had tried planning an attack on your peaceful home of Naboo, your parents had been one edge, fearing the worst. Of course, being the daughter of the Queen of Naboo wasn’t the easiest thing when you had eyes on you twenty-four seven. “What about Princess Y/N, are you not afraid she will be dragged into it?” Standing up straight at the sound of your name, you moved over to the door, gently pushing it open just enough to hear better.

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lifeisinthegrays  asked:

Ok can you explain where the whole "bencutio" ship comes from? Because I don't see it maybe just cause I am not looking in the right areas. Idk but I would genuinely like to understand it.

this took me half an hour i am so sory

so the way i see it, the concept of benvolio x mercutio is one of the more difficult ships to defend in R&J. still love it to bits, but it’s not as obvious as romercutio, or even tycutio if you wanted to go that route. when i’ve seen productions of R&J where i’ve strongly picked up on bencutio, it’s usually down to actors’/directors’ choices on how to play the two characters.

benvolio and mercutio are foils to each other; both care deeply about romeo, but while benvolio is the peacekeeper and tries to come up with rational solutions for problems, mercutio is in the background waxing poetic about his dreams or making dick jokes. (i’m simplifying here, but you get my point.) mercutio is a character that’s often interpreted as queer, and is a character known for his banter about sex and sexuality, as well as flirting with nearly everyone that walks onstage. he is constantly talking about sex, and how he had a dream about sex, and how romeo’s not having any sex, and wants to be having sex, and should be having sex, or talking about how sexually attractive/not sexually attractive other characters are. the man has zero chill, tbh.

so to get back to bencutio: in many productions i’ve seen, in scenes where mercutio has a lot of sexually-driven dialogue, while he’s joking around with romeo, it’s half-directed at benvolio. i’ve seen it range from benvolio rolling his (or in one case, her) eyes every time mercutio makes an innuendo toward him, to the two men making out in the woods in 2.1 after romeo scales the wall to go find juliet. also, in 3.1 when mercutio is killed, benvolio’s reaction can range as well, i’ve seen it done from what you’d typically expect from a grieving friend to benvolio sobbing, him holding mercutio’s body as he dies (as opposed to romeo). really, it’s an artistic choice to play them up as a couple, but it adds to their character dynamics, and it’s fun to include a queer couple, because why not??

other folks, please feel free to throw in your own ideas/opinions!!

(extra note about mercutio, queerness, and dick jokes: in 2.4, when the nurse says, “i am none of [mercutio’s] flirt-gills; i am none of his skains-mates,” “flirt-gills” is slang for “loose/easy” women. “skains-mates,” which has literally never been used outside of shakespeare, is typically interpreted as meaning rascals/troublemakers. however, skains also meant daggers, which is directly related to pricks. pricks. mercutio’s prick-mates?? this is just me, the amateur shakespeare fan, doing some hardcore analysis of the text, but you tell me what mercutio’s “prick-mates” sounds like to you.)

Captain Rex: Wild Side

Sometimes you’re bad for money and sometimes you’re good for money, but whatever you’re doing, you’re good at your job. Which is why you’ve been hired by the Galactic Republic as security transporting ‘classified’ cargo to Coruscant from Naboo. Dull, easy work - but who said you couldn’t have a little fun?

Warnings: Fighting, minor injuries, swearing (both regular and in-universe)

Wordcount: 3083

Notes: Writing a bounty hunter!reader was more fun than I thought it’d be, actually - usually the people I write are salty and grumpy but generally good. But hey, I guess everyone needs more scoundrels in their life, right? <3

Naboo has never been your favorite planet.

Sure, it’s pretty, but it’s far too difficult to disappear in a place with so many open spaces. None of the law enforcement can be bribed - ha! You learned that the hard way. And the jails here are not nearly as nice as the rest of the city.

So it’s a fairly safe bet to say you’re jumpy, though if you’re doing your job right, the casual observer wouldn’t notice that. Leaning back against the wall of the outdoor cafe, you watch the traffic and play with your knife. While it’s not as powerful a weapon as the twin blasters at your hips, your knife is a favorite, almost a part of you now. Half the length of your forearm, polished to a dull shine with three nicks in the blade. The hilt is darkened wood that fits perfectly in your hand. Once you lost it and couldn’t sleep for a week.

You sniff, and then shrug. At least it smells nice. Food and caf and flowers and the scent of water from a nearby lake. Your stomach clenches just a little, and you shift your weight. This is not the place for me. But you need this job - and who are you to pass up such easy, safe work in the middle of a war? Any bounty hunter would kill for a job like this.

So, despite the pleasant breeze and sunshine, you’re almost relieved when you spot the clone Captain trying to sneak up on you. You hold back a smile - he’d be doing a spectacular job if you weren’t so paranoid. You don’t let on that you’ve seen him, of course - that’d be super-dumb. As he approaches, your heartbeat speeds up, but you keep your carefully bored posture and act like you’re looking for someone.

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Baseball (Alexander Hamilton x Reader)

I AM FINALLY POSTING THIS

This was a request from the Platonic Love of my Life Molly (@sarcasticcritic) and I love her and it. In return for this, she wrote me a story. Its also a bit of a gift for my chat love Alex (@gwash4prez)

I hope you all enjoy this!

Ship: Alexander Hamilton x Reader

Tell me what you think!


“(Y/N)! You ready to go?” Your boyfriend shouted from the entrance of your shared apartment. It was easy to hear he was getting impatient but you rolled your eyes.

“Just a minute!” you shot back, tying your hair into a ponytail with a gold ribbon. You smiled, proud of your outfit. You pick up your phone and bag before making your way to the entrance. “Done.”

“We’re just going to a baseball game. Why do you look so nice?” Alexander asked, eyeing your gold and black jersey and black shorts. “Are you trying to impress someone?”

You smirked, throwing your arms around his neck and leaning your body ever so slightly against his. “Just the new boyfriend I plan on getting today.”

He rolled his eyes, leaning down and pressing a quick kiss against your lips. “We’ve been dating for 3 years. If you wanted to leave me by now, you would’ve. Now let’s go! I told John we’d be there before the game started.”

“Alright, alright.” You pulled away from him, placing a kiss against his cheek and went outside to the car. Alexander ran inside, forgetting something before running back to the car. When he got back in, you made a face at him and he chuckled. Pulling out of the parking spot and taking your hand, he sung along to the radio with you as he drove uptown to Central Park.


After about 15 minutes of driving and another 15 minutes of looking for parking, Alexander stepped out of the car and opened the door for you. “M’lady.” He held out a hand and you took it with the roll of your eyes. Locking the door, the two of you made your way instead the Central Park and started walking to the fields. It was clear day and the sunlight came through the trees in a way that was almost mesmerising. You walked hand in hand down the sidewalk with Alexander, smiling when you saw a playground where kids were playing happily. “Would you want one?”

You looked up at him, slightly confused. “What?”

Alexander looked over at the kids climbing up the slide and swinging on swings. “Would you want to have a kid?”

You looks at the playground and smiled, leaning your head on his shoulder. “Yeah, maybe not now but I do at some point.” Alex smiled, turning to kiss the top of your head and mumbling a small ‘I love you.’ You laugh and picked up your head. “Come on. We have to go watch John’s game.”

Alexander nodded and you both walked the rest of the way to the field. “I’m going to go get a drink. Want a Mt Dew?” You nodded and watched as he walked over to the concession stand.

“Hey, nice jersey!” You turned and saw John leaning over the fence, smirking and wearing a jersey that matched yours with a baseball cap.

You shook your head, chuckling. “Thanks, my boyfriend’s best friend is letting me borrow it. He’s the pitcher for the Revolutionaries. You may know him.” He laughed and gave you a hug over the fence. “Ready to kick some ass?”

John pulled away, a large grin covering his face. “Hell yeah! There’s no way I’m letting those Loyalist win!”

“Good! You better, mon ami!” Lafayette shouted, joining you two at the fence with Hercules, who high fived John.

“Laf, Herc! You’re here!” You pulled them both into a hug as Lafayette laughed.

Hercules pulled away and grinned. “Dang, you look good today, (Nickname)! If you ever get sick of Alex, you know where I live.” You laughed at the empty flirting. You know he didn’t mean anything by it, that he just wanted to make you laugh, and he knew you knew. It was comfortable.

You heard someone clear their throat and saw Alex behind Hercules. “Alexander! There you are!” Lafayette greeted as Alexander walked over to you. He handed you your Mt. Dew before wrapping a protective arm around your waist.

You gave him him a curious look that he didn’t see. You took a sip and looked at Herc, grinning. “I’ll keep that in mind.” You didn’t have to look at Alex to know he was pouting, Lafayette and John’s laughter told you enough.

“Alright, the coach is calling me.” He tipped his cap to you before running to the bullpen to warm up.

Alex led you to the stands with Lafayette and Hercules following, seating himself between you and Herc, causing you to giggle. You looked up and saw Alex was still pouting, which if it hadn’t broken your heart would’ve been adorable.

Taking his face in your hands, you turn him towards you. “Hey you know I was joking, right?” Alexander shifted his eyes to the side to avoid your eyes. You placed a kiss to his lips and pulled away with a smile. “I love you, Alexander. More than anything in the world.” He looked back at you and smiled back, about to kiss you when a certain frenchman cleared his throat.

“If you two are done, the game is starting,” He said as Hercules laughed next to him. “If not…” With a smirk he pointed to the bathrooms. You turned red as Alex started laughing and put an arm around your shoulders, holding you close and paying attention to the game.

After 9 innings of you cheering, Hercules screaming, Lafayette eating, and Alexander ranting and fighting with Loyalists fans like Samuel Seabury, the game was over. Despite a few close counters, the Revolutionaries won. You jumped to your feet cheering, turning to hug Lafayette and Hercules since Alex had gone to get some cheese fries. You were about to start gushing over the game to the two when you heard a cough through the announcer’s loud speaker.

“Can (Y/N) please come to onto the field?” You stopped jumping and turned in confusion, seeing Alex standing on the pitcher mount with a microphone and a piece . You slowly stepped down the stands and through the gate on the field, Alex watching as you made your way to him. He glanced down at the paper before taking a deep breath. “My dearest (Y/N),” He read into the microphone, his voice shaking slightly. “Originally, I didn’t know how to start this. I’ve been thinking about this for months and nothing seemed to be good enough for you. Not a fancy dinner, not some silly carriage ride, or even a flashmob. You deserve only the best and I don’t know how to do that. This is my best try and I hope you love it either way.

“You are many things, my love. You’re loud, energetic, caring, sarcastic, adventurous, trustworthy, flirty, and beautiful. I love you. You’re also smart so I assume you know what is going on. Either way, you know all that already. What you may not know is that you’re a drug. You’re my drug. I’m addicted to you and I’m not even that upset. I’m happy about it. I’m happy I’m addicted to an imperfect, unique woman who I hope loves me just as much.

“What I’m trying to say is that I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I want to leave you notes to remind you I love you. I want to listen to you rant about the idiots you deal with on a daily basis. I want to be able to write ‘to my fantastic wife’ in my next book and for you to want to write ‘to my loving husband’ in yours. I want to wake up every morning and see you laying next to me, to wake you up with kisses and coffee and be able to say ‘sorry I can’t today, I’m saying home with my wife (Y/N).’ I can’t wait to have children with you and raise them with you. I can’t wait to tease you on our 40th anniversary about your terrible eyesight. I want to be there with you, forever and always. Through the happy, the bad, the making fun of our friends, and the petty fights that we’ll make up after. I want to do all of that with you.” His voice was shaking by now as he handed you the microphone and pulled out a small box. Getting down one knee, he opened the box and revealed a simple but elegant engagement ring. “I know it’s not much but will you-”

“That’s such a stupid question, Alex.” You choked out, just know realising you were crying. “You didn’t have to ask. The answer is yes, dammit.”

With that, he jumped to his feet, pulling you into an urgent kiss before sliding the ring onto your finger. You didn’t even wait to admire it before pulling him into another kiss.

“Ayyyyyyy! Get some, Hammy!” John shouted from the stands where he stood next to Lafayette and a recording Hercules.

Pulling away, you laughed and glanced up at Alex. “I love you.”

He smiled and pulled you into another kiss before whispering a small ‘I love you too’ back.

anonymous asked:

Ayyyyyy~ your voltron fics are absolutely amazing! :D If you ship it, you should totally write an alforan fic bc I am trash and long for content ;-;

first of all: thank you so much for the compliment! im so flattered!

second: alforan is deadly man, this ship is so full of angst…..so here’s some more

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Things had gotten rather busy lately, what with the newest collection of Voltron paladins, as well as the princess’ birthday and a slew of other political nightmares, but Coran could never forget an anniversary this important.

He pretty much stayed up all night for this.

(It was only partially by choice; in reality, he was needed everywhere. His signature was needed and his wisdom was needed and, in one very rare case, his cowl was needed to soothe a wailing child princess who refused to stop crying until she’d gotten Coran to shed a few tears himself by tugging relentlessly at his hair.)

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huangzitaoist  asked:

*squeals* I love your blog and I love that you're a 95liner (I am too!) and I love that you like EXO and SNSD and SHINee and I love your analyses on Jongkey and Kaisoo (I was actually squealing in fangirl joy as I read them :3) if you have the time could you do a Taohun analysis? Hehe :P

Omg aww I’m so happy that you enjoy my blog and analyses! c: It feels great to know that people actually find my opinions reasonable and worth reading hahaha~ I promise to not disappoint you with this one ;D

Honestly, TaoHun is probably the only EXO ship that I’ve had little to no doubt about. I’m usually a pretty skeptical person, but when it comes to TaoHun, I’m almost fully convinced lol. There’s just so much reasonable evidence that they have real feelings for each other and may even be a legitimate couple. If you aren’t a TaoHun shipper and you don’t plan on reading my analysis with an open mind, I suggest you leave right now cos this won’t be any good for you ^^

Warning: long post ahead.

There are a few main reasons why I think TaoHun could definitely be real:

  1. They have personalities that compliment one another.
  2. Both are likely homosexual.
  3. They have a very close and intimate relationship.
  4. Their moments are genuine and not based on fanservice.

They have personalities that compliment one another.

I’ve picked up quite a few things from my 4 months of being an EXO stan and here are just some of my observations of Tao and Sehun.

Tao is a very emotional person. He needs to be surrounded and cared for by others in order to feel that he is loved, and that’s why he so often clings onto his bandmates. He is also very honest and does not have a clue about how to be professional, take for example the rants he’s posted on weibo. He’ll act on his instinct and what he feels in the moment instead of what is planned. His self esteem is quite low, and I suspect that his expensive clothing is a cover-up for his insecurities.

Sehun is very fun and easy going. He has quite a passive personality and generally has a pretty good temper, hence is why Tao goes to him for comfort. He loves to cling onto Sehun, and the latter just lets him. Tao has also said before that when he’s with Sehun, there’s no stress. And I think that’s exactly what he needs, someone who makes him feel at home and comfortable.

Both are likely homosexual.

I was actually planning on using gifs for this argument, but since it seems kinda wrong to call them gay just by looking at stereotypes, I think I’m just going to leave them out and let you guys make your own conclusions. Though I admit that majority of the reason why I think they’re gay is indeed due to their mannerisms, you have to remember that stereotypes exist because they’re actually true to an extent. While behaving femininely doesn’t make a person gay, many guys who behave femininely do happen out to be gay. So there is a correlation between feminine behavior and homosexuality.

There are many other reasons why I think Tao and Sehun are homosexual and I’ll gladly explain my reasoning to you if you want, but I don’t want to talk about that here because I don’t want this post to be longer than it needs to be.

They have a very close and intimate relationship.

I don’t think any explanation is needed here?

More examples: 1, 2, 3

Some ninja TaoHun shippers also caught the couple exchanging couple bracelets and the exact dates they’ve worn them. (Lol scary, I know.) They’ve been doing this for several months now.

january 4th (i believe) - bracelets purchased

january 14-16 - tao wears both

january 19 - they trade-off black and white

january 26&27 - tao wears both

january 28 (sport thing) - tao wears white and pinkish (to be relevant later) except when sehun wears both

february 5 - sehun wears black

february 7 (sehun’s graduation) - tao wears white (with different black)

february 22 - tao wears white

march 15 - sehun wears black

march 23 - tao wears white (with different black again)

march 25 - tao wears white (with different different black)

march 29 - tao wears white (with different different black again)

march 30 - tao wears white (with different different black again)

april 3 - sehun wears black (has also acquired different different black bracelet now too idek what’s happening anymore)

april 6 - sehun wears black (still wearing different different black and the pinkish from Sports Day too idefk y’all are a mess now)

and then the rest of the days are only blurry pics outside of the sm building so who fucking knows what they wore although i know tao wore just the white one to sm on feb 25nd.

so in summary sehun has exclusively worn the black one while tao has exclusively worn the white one since the 27th of january.

Their moments are genuine and not based on fanservice.

I’m sorry but anybody who believes otherwise is just wrong.

First of all, TaoHun existed when their ship wasn’t popular or even recognized in Korea. People focused so much on HunHan and TaoRis that TaoHun was pretty much always ignored up until recently, so we know that they aren’t an SM-promoted couple.

-a while after-

Here, even after they are told to stop, they continue touching and flirting, hoping not to get caught. If they were truly a fanservice couple, their actions would be based off of what they are told to do.

Secondly, Tao isn’t much of a fanservice-y type of person and he’s also pretty bad at hiding his feelings, so when he does initiate skinship, it probably comes from actual desire. 

Tao pulls Sehun closer when he’s rubbing his ass because he doesn’t want the camera to see what he’s doing.

Let’s also talk about these gifs.

Yes, because band members totally sneak up to the side of the stage, whisper to each other, and touch each other for just the heck of it.

While these are just some of the reasons why I believe in TaoHun, I think we can find the most convincing evidence of their relationship from Tao and Sehun themselves.

As you guys probably know, Tao liked a TaoHun fanfiction and FMV on weibo.

I’m well aware that he may have liked it by accident, and I don’t doubt that at all since it seems just like Tao to do something so careless, but the fact that it happened twice and both were TaoHun can only be so much of a coincidence. Let’s say that both times were by accident. This probably means that he checks out that stuff quite often, since it’s pretty unlikely to be checking out the same thing and “accidentally” liking it both times. And not to mention, the only tag on the fanfic was “TaoHun” so he couldn’t have possibly found that fic by any other means.

As for Sehun, I got pretty suspicious after reading his answer here:

On Shimshimtapa Bora Interview (130820), Sehun revealed his ideal type: Someone who has fair skin, 162cm, has round eyes with double eyelids, has a good natural body scent, chic on the outside but delicate inside, always thinks of him and has a good fashion sense.

Ahem.

“has a good natural body scent”

“chic on the outside but delicate inside”

I already explained this. We know that beneath all that expensive clothing and accessories, Tao is actually a really sensitive and emotional person. If he’s talking about anybody here, it’s probably Tao.

“has a good fashion sense”

Coincidence?

I think not.