yeah i know everyone did this already

squint at where you’re from

oops sometimes you gotta

spoilers for 413, bellamy/clarke, 1600 words, gen. AO3!


Even though it’s not really the same as coming down in the first time, Bellamy still has this strange sense of deja vu as he looks at the door. The ship is smaller, he has fewer people with him, he feels both more and less sure of what he’ll find. They tried to hit the only spot of green they could see, but the controls are a mess, so he’s not sure they got to it. The whole fucking ship is a mess, built out of whatever scrap they could salvage. Even with six years to perfect it, the thing is still held together with spit and prayer, according to Raven.

But it got them to the ground. They’re back.

“Just open the fucking door!” says Raven, and Bellamy lets out a long breath and finally hits the release.

He knows what he’s hoping for: clean air, plants, blue sky. And he gets all of those.

He just also gets a girl, maybe ten or eleven, with brown hair in braids, pointing a gun at him. Which is honestly fairly encouraging; someone survived, and they have firearms. So she probably came out of the bunker.

He puts his hands up on reflex.

“Hey, uh–we come in peace,” he tries, and then says it again in Trig, for good measure. He doesn’t recognize her, but that doesn’t mean anything. She could be from another clan; there are plenty of them he doesn’t know. Or–his heart trips on the thought–she could be a nightblood. She could have survived because of that, and if she survived–

The girl pulls her gun back and looks at him critically. “Are you Bellamy Blake?”

He blinks a few times. “Um, yeah. I’m Bellamy Blake.”

“Really?”

She sounds skeptical, which doesn’t make any fucking sense. She’s the one who brought it up. There’s no reason for her not to believe him.

“Yeah, really. Did you come out of the bunker? Is my sister with you? Octavia?”

You’re Bellamy?” she says, like she didn’t hear him. She’s making a face like something smells odd. “I thought you’d be taller.”

Taller?” he asks.

Raven pokes her head out. “It’s been five minutes and you’re already being held at gunpoint? You sure have a way with people, Bellamy.”

“Look, we don’t want to hurt you,” he tells the girl. “Just–”

“I know,” she says. “You just want to see Clarke.”

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SKAM S04E07 Clip 3 - Saranors2

[SARA: I’m just so tired of Ingrid being so needy and unsure of herself]

NOORA: There you are!

SANA: Yeah, I’m.. reading.

NOORA: Yes, you’re just reading and reading and reading. There’s just something I have to tell you.

SANA: You don’t have to tell me. I know already.

NOORA: What?

SANA: The thing with Yousef.

NOORA: Yeah.. Did he tell you or? What do you think of that?

SANA: I think nothing of it.

NOORA: Do you like him?

SANA: No!

NOORA: You sure?

SANA: Noora, just because you think a guy is cute, doesn’t mean everyone else thinks so too.

NOORA: Okay..

SANA: I said I’m trying to concentrate on my mock exam.

NOORA: Yeah..

SANA: What the fuck is this?

SARA: I don’t know.

SANA: Did you write this stuff about me?

SARA: No! Why would I? It’s obvious someone’s fucking with me. You can see it’s Photoshopped.

SANA: Get rid of it. I’m not having any shit written about me on Instagram.

Imagine Chris admitting you’re his celebrity crush.

A/N: This is a request from @unstainedlight and it took me forever to get to, I’m so sorry. But here it is, finally! It’s super cute and I’d a lot of fun writing it (as in I giggled a lot) Enjoy! X

You arrived on the ‘The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon’ set shortly after your husband, Chris. The two of you came in separate cars because you’d come from your movie set, whereas he came from the hotel you were put up in while working in New York; he wasn’t due to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ until May. Both you and Chris had been invited by Jimmy Fallon to do your own respective interviews on your upcoming movies and pending projects, or so the both of you thought. As it turned out, those reasons were just bait given to your publicists to get both of you on his set at the same time without raising suspicion; the man had something cheeky planned.

Jimmy had interviewed Chris numerous times now- one could say that they were friends, so Jimmy knew about Chris’ crush on you. He’d said numerous times now, in most of his interviews, that you were a beautiful actress he admired, with values, morals, and ethics that made him think very highly of you; or in short, that you were his celebrity crush. The thing that Jimmy didn’t know, however, was that they two of you were actually married. You’d met Chris in 2014 while having lunch with your friends, Emily Blunt and John Krasinski. Chris was a good friend of John’s who thought the two of you would hit it off, and you did almost immediately.

After that day, the two of you starting secretly dating under the media’s radar because neither of you wanted the stress that came with having your relationship in the limelight. Both of you had been in the industry for a while now, so you knew what it was like when you started dating someone. The constant scrutiny, the tabloids and the rumors, the analyzing of everything you do and say, the haters and cynics calling the relationship a publicity stunt and waiting for it to blow up- you didn’t want to deal with that. Those were the things that usually ended a Hollywood relationship which was the last thing you and Chris wanted, so things between the two of you were kept under a tight lid.

Your friends and family knew about the relationship, but everyone did as you both asked and kept what they knew to themselves. During your time as boyfriend and girlfriend, you attended all red carpet events alone and took no photos together so you wouldn’t risk revealing your relationship to the world. It was unpractical, difficult, and occasionally lonely, but it worked out. Of course you weren’t going to keep it a secret forever, at some point you were going to want to reveal to the world that you were with the best person you’d ever met; vice versa. You’d both agreed to keep things hush until things were more solidified, and now that the two of you were happily married- the relationship was to be revealed at your movie premiere which was in a week’s time. But perhaps Jimmy’s cheeky little plan to embarrass Chris would move that announcement up.

“Hey stranger,” you called as you caught Chris in your dressing room mirror; he was up first and was walking towards the stage. He poked his head in and shot you a smile which you reciprocated. “Good luck out there, Captain America,” you gave him a two finger salute which made him laugh as he disappeared around the corner with the stage manager.

“Oh my God,” your makeup artist, Arizona, let out the breath she was holding in. “He is so freaking handsome,” she said then chuckled when you laughed. “I’m so glad I’m not the one doing his makeup, I wouldn’t be able to focus.” You said nothing in response as you closed your eyes to let her finish doing your eyeshadow. “Are the two of you friends?”

“I guess,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“You know you’re his celebrity crush, right?” She was grinning excitedly when you opened your eyes. “As a fan of both you and Chris Evans, I can say that the two of you would make such a great couple.” You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop from laughing. “You two should really make a movie together, ‘cause that’d be amazing.”

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement.

“Okay,” she sprayed your face with setting spray then tucked a stray hair in its place. “All done, Y/N. You look amazing as always,” she complimented with a sweet smile. “And as always, it’s been an honor to do your hair and makeup. If you ever need a permanent stylist, I’m your girl.”

“Thanks Arizona,” you smiled then saw the stage director enter the room through the mirror. “And that’s my cue,” you told her and rose to your feet. You followed the stage director towards the stage and watched the TV, waiting for Jimmy to introduce you and bring you out.

“So Chris, I’m not sure if you’ve seen the interview your buddy Sebastian did with James Cordon a while back.” Chris’ eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered; he watched most of the interviews his friends and cast mates did. “The one with his celebrity crush, Sharon Stone.” Jimmy reminded him; Chris laughed and nodded. “Well, taking a page out of Cordon’s book- I thought I’d bring your celebrity crush here tonight so you can have the same opportunity to try and win her over with your charm and good looks.”

“Oh God,” Chris laughed. “This is not going to end well, I can tell already.”

“Let’s give Y/N Y/L/N a hand,” Jimmy called and you walked out right on cue. Chris caught your eye and you both tried hard not to crack even though the smiles you had on your faces were enough to give your big secret away. “C'mon Chris,” Jimmy teased as he rose to his feet, joining the audience in giving you a standing ovation. “Get on your feet, give a good impression.”

“Right, sorry.” Chris jumped onto his feet and clapped for you until you got to his side. “Hi Y/N, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He shook your hand then leaned forward to give your cheek a quick peck. “We’re going to blow this, aren’t we?” He whispered into your ear before pulling away; you subtly nodded in response.

“Hi everyone,” you waved at the audience and they cheered for you. “Oh wow,” you began addressing Jimmy as the three of you took your seats. “It is so good to be back here. How are you, Jimmy?” You asked and he laughed.

“I’m meant to be the interviewer here, Y/N,” he joked and you chuckled. “I’m great, and you look great too. The New York air must agree with you. You’ve been out here for a while now, right?” You nodded. “You’re filming your latest movie which takes place in Manhattan, are you having fun?”

“Crazy fun,” you nodded. “I love New York, it’s where I started my career and where some of my best friends live so- yeah, I’m having a lot of fun. New York’s basically like a third home to me,” you told him; beside you, Chris smiled because he knew you refer to LA- your hometown- as home and Boston- his hometown- as your second home.

“Third home?” Jimmy quizzed. “Isn’t the saying second home?” You nodded, chuckling softly. “Okay then, so if New York is your third home then- where’s your second home? I know LA is your hometown, so that’s number one. What’s number two?”

“Boston,” you answered, trying not to smile too widely as you glanced at Chris; he couldn’t hide his grin. “It’s um- it’s a place close to my heart, a lot of my friends are from Boston- like John Krasinski, and it’s also where I fell in-love actually, with a Bostonian.”

“You’re in-love?” Jimmy looked over at Chris and pressed his lips together. “Aw, that’s a bummer.” Both you and Chris laughed at that. “Here I was thinking I was going to set the two of you up 'cause you know, Chris- Captain America, is not shy about admitting who his celebrity crush is.” You chuckled softly as you nodded. “He’s from Boston too, so if you think he’s better than your current love- it wouldn’t be hard to jump ship. Right, Chris?”

“Well,” Chris winced, trying hard not to crack. “If she’s already in-love with someone else, y'know- I’m not going to interfere with that.” You bit the inside of your cheek, stifling your laughs. “If she were single, of course I’d go for it, but she’s in a relationship, man. I can’t do that to a brother,” he tried not to laugh as he said that.

“Think about this, Y/N,” Jimmy tried to sell your husband to you. “Chris is a fan of yours, he is practically in-love with you already.” You looked over at Chris and he nodded in agreement with Jimmy’s statement, holding a serious face that made you want to laugh. “And c'mon, how great can your current guy be compared to Captain America? I mean- the choice is simple, right? Right, guys?” He asked the audience and they cheered. “The two of you would be the new Brad and Angelina, minus the divorce 'cause you’re Chris’ celebrity crush and I doubt he’d do anything to risk losing you.”

“Oh, definitely not,” Chris agreed and you turned away, laughing. “I’d treasure you for the rest of my life, Y/N.” He took your left hand in his, lifting it into vision but hiding your wedding bands. “I’d love you in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, till death do us part. But I think you already know that from when we exchanged wedding vows,” he said and revealed the wedding bands; everyone gasped, including Jimmy. “Yeah,” Chris began as you both turned to a stunned Jimmy, chuckling. “I didn’t need your help 'cause I already married my celebrity crush.”

“Oh my God,” Jimmy’s jaw dropped. “How- when- are you guys even- Wait, what?” He laughed, bouncing excitedly in his chair. “When did this even happen? I didn’t even know that you guys knew each other, let alone dated! And you’re married? What the fu-” he cut himself off, his smile wide. “That is amazing, wow! Congratulations, you two! Wow!” The audience cheered and clapped when Jimmy did. “This is exclusive right? No one knew before this moment?”

“Our friends and family know,” you told him, chuckling. “But no one else did, so yes. This is an exclusive on your show. I’m married to Chris Evans,” you said and Chris brought your entwined hands to his lips, kissing the back of your hand.

“Yup,” Chris grinned at you then turned to the camera, “I’m married to my celebrity crush.”

Midnight Talks Pt. Two || Peter Parker Imagine

Originally posted by optimus-grimes

(not my gif)

Word Count: 938 Words

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

A/N: I tried my best (that’s a lie, i didn’t even grammar check it), I hope you all enjoy

Part One

“So Y/N, how was your, um, your night last night?” Peter asked as he started eating his lunch. All day, all you could think about was last night. Spider-Man randomly showed up in your room. In what world does that actually happen to someone? You looked down at your lunch, trying to figure out what to tell him, Ned and Michelle who suddenly got interested in the conversation due to lack of an answer.

“It was uh, good actually, watched a funny movie. Why do you ask?” You question back at him. You didn’t tell him about the whole Spider-Man thing because you didn’t know if the man in the mask wanted you to tell people. Peter looked down at his lunch tray. “Just curious, that’s all. What about you guys,” he looked between Ned and Michelle, “how were your nights?” He asked. Peter didn’t want to seem suspicious if he only asked you. He knew what you actually did last night, you were with him. Well, his alter ego. Did you not trust him enough to tell him about it?

As Ned began to explain his action packed night of binge watching old movies, you began to play with your food, lost in thought about the city’s hero, Spider-Man. He was funny, and kind of cool. Not everyone gets to talk to him which made the entire situation even better than it already was.  

Peter looked over and saw you playing with your food. He turned to see if Ned was still talking to him but he was now talking to Michelle. “Hey,” Peter said as he turned to you, “you okay? You seem a bit out of it.” He sounded worried about you. You nodded your head yes, “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. I just didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Did you stay up all night watching movies?” He asked with a small smile, knowing exactly what you did. “How’d you know?” You said sarcastically, knowing that you told him earlier. “Lucky guess.” He said with a shrug, playing along with the whole thing. The two of you quietly laughed at the situation.  

What the two of you didn’t hear was Michelle and Ned talking about you. “You think  they’re ever going to date?” Ned whispered to Michelle. “Oh definitely.” She said before getting back to reading her book.

It was late at night, again. But this time, you were busy doing your homework. You only had a few more problems you needed to do. You sighed, getting anxious for the sleep you so desperately needed. You went to open your window, wanting to hear the sounds of the city. You went back to your homework area and glanced at the time on your phone to see that it was 11:50. Jesus, these high school teachers are draining the life out of you. Forgetting about your homework, you stayed on your phone for a few minutes. All of a sudden, a wind washed over you. You look up and see Spider-Man.

He came here on purpose this time, he wanted to see you. At least that’s what you understood. “How is is it that Spider-Man has been in my room, not just once, but twice now?” You asked with a humorous sound lacing your voice. You saw him shrug his shoulders as he went to sit on your bed. “I guess I just like talking to you.” He said as he jumped up onto your bed, and crossing his legs Indian style. Spider-Man patted a seat next to him, indicating you to go and sit with him.

You got on the bed and crossed your legs the way that he had done. “What do you want to talk about?” You asked as you started playing with your hands out of nervousness.  

“I don’t know….tell me about your life. Your crush your favorite things, your friends, really anything.” Spider-Man said. You cleared your throat before speaking again. “My friends are the most awesome people on the planet. They are always nice and understanding.  I would be lost without them, really.” You said looking up at him.

“Are you popular?” He asked curiously. You shook your head immediately. “No, I hang out with the same three people everyday. If anything, I am one of the most unpopular kids at my school.”

“How could you be unpopular?” He asked with a surprised tone, “You’re  the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen.” You blushed at the statement. Another plus, he is super sweet. “T-Thanks.”

“So, do you have a crush on anyone?” He questioned with a voice that made him sound like a dramatic 5th grader. This made you smile. “He, he is just something else you know what I mean? He’s different then any other guy that I have ever met. He is just such a good person with a big heart and he is crazy smart. He uh, just got an internship at Stark Industries. What teenager gets that opportunity?” You told Spider-Man all this, venting to a man you don’t even know.

“Sounds like he’s a pretty cool guy. What’s his name? Maybe I can help you with your relationship.” He said the last part mockingly. Peter knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted you to admit your feelings for him even if you weren’t telling the real Peter. He just wanted to hear you say those words.

You smiled widely thinking of the boy who had you wrapped around his finger. “His name is-”


“Peter! What’s up?” You said as you ran to catch up with him. He turned and smiled at you, “Hey Y/N.”

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Crash

@talortut​ asked:  Hi! I love your blog <3 If you’re still taking requests, I would love to see some sick/hurt/exhausted/whatever Lance with the line “You’re gonna crash" from the starters. :)

((Thank you for the prompt SOMEHOW THIS TURNED INTO A 2400K LANGST/ KLANCE FIC BUT LMAO))

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the lover

hi pals, this is part two to the fighter. i hope you all like it!! thank you for all the love you’ve given the fighter

warning: smut

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Harry groggily starts to blink awake at the sound of his alarm. He quickly reaches over and taps his phone to quiet it, your quiet moan vibrating across his skin.

He smiles at the sensation, but he really has to go to work and you’re currently laying on top of him. You usually got into bed after him and since Harry typically fell asleep on his stomach, you would crawl on top of his back, kissing his shoulders as you settle on your stomach and wrapping your arms around his abdomen.

You were most affectionate when you were sleepy, always wanting a kiss, whining when Harry stopped playing with your hair, asking him to hold you. Harry thought it was adorable (he hadn’t taken you for someone who’d want a cuddle in bed) but it became sort of an inconvenience when he had to wake up before you.

“Hey,” He whispers now, “I’m gonna slide you off my back now, alright?”

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60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me" with harry please❤️❤️

here it is, sorry it took me so long i hope you like it 💕

Originally posted by worldstyles

I was having a small get together at my place to celebrate Harry’s single coming out and his appearance on SNL, all of us still buzzing with the excitement from seeing the show in person. Everyone was drinking and talking about their favorite parts of the night, and praising Harry on his accomplishments so far. He had been grinning all night, and I was sure his cheeks probably hurt from it. Even so, his smile never faltered, not even for a second.

Seeing him perform on his own for the first time was honestly amazing. He looked right at home on that stage with his band. Throughout his performances he would look over at me and I’d smile, and he’d smile back, and it seemed to calm his nerves a bit every time. He had been extremely nervous all week, being that he had to perform two new songs and be in skits. 

It was after rehearsal one day, which I had been the only one of Harry’s friends to be invited to attend, that I had saw him kind of staring off. He had something big on his mind. I walked up to him, breaking him out of his trance.

“Oh, hey,” He smiled slightly, still a bit out of it.

I chuckled. “You alright?”

“Yeah,” He waved me off, putting his guitar down on its stand and turning back to me. “Just thinking about stuff, is all.”

We sat on the edge of the stage, our feet on the stairs as it got quiet. After a while, Harry spoke up.


“I’m so damn nervous, (y/n).” He sighed, looking around the place. It was so empty when the band and other crew had left, Harry and I the only ones out where the main stages are.

I put my hand on his shoulder. “Don’t be, Harry. You’re going to be amazing Saturday. You and the band are ready for this.”

“I know they’re ready,” He said as he messed with his hair. “I just don’t want to let them down. What if I fuck up or something? It’s live all across the country.”

“You’re not going to fuck up,” I told him.

He looked at me. “How do you know?”

“Because I believe in you. And I know how talented you are. This is a huge moment for you, and I know you’ll be amazing. You always are,” I assured him.

He searched my face, then looked away, playing with his rings absentmindedly. “Thanks, (y/n). I really appreciate you being here and supporting me all this time.”

“It’s no problem,” I wrapped my arm around his and lay my head on his shoulder. “That’s what best friends are for, right?”

He sighed, then said, “Yeah, I guess so,”
  



“My favorite part of it, hands down, was Harry as Mick.” Niall said, everyone agreeing.

“He absolutely crushed it,” Liam added.

“I loved the soldier skit,” My friend, Remy, spoke up. “It was so hilarious.”

I looked around at everyone, then realized that the topic of the conversation was no where to be found. I got up, leaving the now intoxicated group and looked around, not seeing any trace of him until I noticed the back door wasn’t closed all the way. I walked out, then saw Harry sitting criss-cross by the pool, two empty beer bottles next to him.

“You weren’t thinking of jumping in, were you?” I called out, startling him a bit.

“Oh, uh.. no.” He chuckled nervously.

“Good,” I said as I made my way over to him, sitting beside him on the concrete. “Because you’ve been drinking, and your outfit cost over six thousand dollars and is dry clean only, so I don’t think it’ll do well in chlorine.”

He laughed slightly, then said, “I was just thinking, is all.”

“About your performance? Because it was incredible, you did so well. Just like I knew you would.” I complimented.

“Yeah, I probably wouldn’t have gotten through this week if it wasn’t for you,” He confessed. “It was kind of odd being alone, but it felt right at the same time. And it’s crazy how much people like the music I’ve put out already… It makes me more confident knowing that they actually think it’s good and it’s not just me thinking it’s alright, you know?”

“Oh absolutely,” I nodded. “I knew how much everyone was going to like it when you played the album for me the first time.”

He chuckled again, pointing at me. “You did go on about that,”

It got quiet, the sounds of crickets and the pool filling the air. Then, Harry spoke up again.

“But I was also thinking about… um… there’s this girl, and… I really like her. Well, I’ve liked her for a long time, and I’m too afraid to say anything to her about it. I just don’t want to ruin things, you know? Like, what if she doesn’t feel the same and things get awkward between us?”

My heart sank a bit, hearing that Harry liked someone. Mainly because I was sure it wasn’t me. We were best friends, he probably thought of me as a sister to something. Which would make things extremely weird, considering I loved him more than a best friend would. I wanted to be more than best friends, but he wanted that with someone else. I pushed my feelings aside, then gave him advice.

“Honestly harry, I have no idea what girl in her right mind wouldn’t be interested in you. I mean, you’re handsome, smart, funny, charming, caring, extremely talented… Not to mention, I’m pretty sure you’re the sweetest guy to ever live, so.”

A big smile grew on his face, like the one that usually appears when he’s about to make a joke or pick on me. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”

I gave him a confused look, both of us laughing. “I think you’re mistaking me complimenting you so you gain enough confidence to ask this girl out already, for me seducing you? They’re two separate things, just saying.”

He scoffed, acting like I hurt him. “So you didn’t mean any of it, you were just trying to inflate my ego?”

“Of course I meant it,” I rolled my eyes at him. “But if it happened to make you gain a bit of confidence too, then I did my job.”

He smiled at me, then looked at the pool again. “You really think I should go for it?”

“Absolutely,” I confirmed. “And if she turns you down, then I’ll have some choice words for her.”

He gave me a look. “Hm, I didn’t peg you as the type to curse yourself out like a mad person.”

I giggled at him, then realized what he just said. I was the girl he was asking me for advice about. I was the one he’s liked for a long time. He actually liked me back.


“Holy shit,” I gasped. “You did not just pull the ‘talk to a girl about how you like someone but it’s really her’ move.”

“Yeah, I did,” He laughed. “I know, it’s lame and cliché, but did it work?”

I looked into his eyes, thinking about pulling a joke on him, but his cute and contagious smile caused me to smile too, so I decided not to. “Luckily for you, I’ve liked you for a long time too. So yeah, it did.”

He brushed my hair behind my ear, then leaned in and kissed me.

The door opened, Harry and I turning to see Niall standing there, a smirk on his face. He looked back into the house and said, “See everyone, I told you they’d be out here making out, you all owe me a beer.”

     
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Not Just A Jock

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Requested by anonymous:

“Hey babe!!!! I am so glad you are back I have missed you. As a senior I understand the pressure! I was wondering if you could write an Archie Andrews imagine? Where maybe she is new and he is intrigued by her but she thinks he is like a mean jock…..? Is that lame? I really do 😘 lysm”

Warnings: Swearing, fluff

Notes: First riverdale imagine yay!!! also this is not lame!!!! 

*this is set after Ms Grundy (ew) leaves


“What we all really need is a good night out, so who wants to volunteer to host a party?”

“You’re the one with a penthouse apartment and a totally chill mum, you should be the one to have it.” 

“Ok first off Kev, my mum is the opposite of chill and are you forgetting that we’re basically broke? As if we can afford the damage that will undoubtedly occur after the football team’s paid a visit.”

“Oh please as if- woah.” 

Archie looked up from his guitar and messy song writing notebook at the loud sound of Kevin’s loud gasp. It wasn’t long for Archie to find out what caused Kevin to get distracted from his heated discussion with Veronica. His eyes widened and his grip on his guitar loosened as he stared at possibly the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. 

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The Tenth Floor pt 1

Min Yoongi had gone through 34 secretaries in the past 24 months, and each one of them left in tears. This fact alone should have warned you against taking the job, but the pay was too good to pass up. Surely you could put up with a billionaires temper-tantrums, right?

Reader x Yoongi

Genre: Fluff, humor, probably some angst

Warnings: Strong language at times


You certainly looked the part. Dress slacks, light-blue blouse, a blazer with the sleeves rolled up once. You were even wearing heels, much to your distaste. You had bought your slacks at a consignment store cheap, and they fit other than the length. You planned to either have them hemmed or buy new ones as soon as you got your first pay check, but for now you would have to survive without practical shoes.

The elevator you were standing in was basically a box of mirrors, and everywhere you looked you saw yourself. It was a little disconcerting, so you tried to focus on your phone. You felt the elevator stop, and you glanced up at the numbers on the wall. You were only on the fifth floor, so you guessed someone else must be going up as well.

You were right, and watched as two young men stepped into the elevator with you. The taller of the two gave you a smile as the other almost pressed the button for the tenth floor, noticed it was already lit up, and dropped his hand.

“You must be the new secretary.” He commented, and you raised your eyebrows.

“Yeah, how did you—“

“We know everyone on the tenth floor.” The taller man replied. “My name’s Seokjin, by the way.” He held out his hand for you to shake.

“Nice to meet you.” You said, giving them both a smile. “I look forward to getting to know you both.”

“Don’t count on it.” The second man snorted.

Seokjin shot the other man a look, and hit his arm lightly. “Jimin, don’t scare the girl off on her first day.” Jimin shrugged, unperturbed.

“What do you mean, ‘don’t count on it’?” You asked, and Jimin smiled.

“I mean, you won’t be around long enough to get to know us.” He looked over to Seokjin. “I’d give her a week, tops.”

Seokjin sighed. “Such a pessimist.” He chided before sizing you up. “She’ll last a month.”

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“…I think I made a mistake.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Oh my God, you had Tony eating out of the palm of your hand. Why are you not fucking him right now?”

Steve cringed. “…Because I made a mistake.”

Bucky turned to scowl at him. “How in the fuck did you mess up right before sealing the deal?”

“I, uh, well.” Steve blushed bright red. “We were… making out. And talking. …Dirtily.”

Bucky sat up straight. “Steve, you’ve never talked dirty in your life unless it was swearing like a sailor.”

“I know,” Steve hissed, glaring at him. “Which is how I made the mistake! Don’t tell Natasha because she’ll murder me!”

“Fine.” Bucky was going to tell Natasha all about this. “And what mistake was that?”

“I! Um!” Steve turned away abruptly, rubbing his arm. “…Tony said. Um. That he’d been naughty. And needed to be punished.”

“Oh nooo,” Bucky whispered, hands going to his cheeks.

“And I kind of panicked, you know, because Tony, uh. He’s kind of. Self-destructive sometimes.”

Bucky continued to stare at him in awe, and wondered if this was what watching a train wreck was like.

“So I said–” Steve stopped, then swallowed thickly. “I said, ‘it’s okay, I forgive you. We all make mistakes.’”

This was a train wreck caused by smashing into a wall of baby bunnies holy shit.

“So, uh. Well, it took Tony a minute to realize what I’d said. And then he did. And. Um.” Steve stared out the window. “He walked into the bathroom and he’s been in there for fifteen minutes.”

“Steve, you fucking idiot,” Bucky whispered.

Steve groaned and collapsed onto the floor. “I know, okay?!”

The door to their apartment burst open, and there was Natasha. “Why did I get an SOS text from Tony?!”

Steve gaped at her, terrified.

“…Steve made a mistake,” Bucky answered quickly, perfectly willing to throw his best friend under the bus. “He’s in the bathroom.”

“If he’s bleeding,” Natasha hissed, letting the threat hang there as she stalked to the bathroom.

Steve stared at the ceiling, resigned. His mom had always worried that he wouldn’t make it to thirty-five. He should have known she’d been just as worried about him saying the wrong thing as she was him coughing his lungs out.

He cringed as he heard Natasha burst out laughing, but it was quickly muffled, and then there were hurried whispers. A few minutes later, she exited the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind her. She was grinning.

“Do you always grin before you murder people?” Steve asked sadly.

“Bucky, come fuck me at my place,” she ordered cheerfully. “Steve, see to Tony.”

“What,” Steve said, but she’d already grabbed Bucky’s ear and was dragging him out–not that he looked too put-out about it. He watched the door close behind them, then awkwardly got to his feet and approached the bathroom. “Um. Tony? Can I come in?”

The door opened just a crack, and he slipped inside.

His stomach fell to the floor when he saw tears running down Tony’s cheeks. “Oh my God.”

Tony peeked up at him, then threw his head back and slid down the toilet so his back was on the lid instead of his butt. His entire body was shaking, and he covered his mouth. “St-!”

“I’m sorry,” Steve said hurriedly. “I didn’t mean to–Are you fucking laughing?!” he shouted when he realized that the other man was grinning.

Tony waved his free hand frantically, little wheezing noises escaping from between his fingers.

“I can’t believe this! I thought–I thought I’d ruined everything, and you just came in here to laugh?!” Steve exclaimed, but it was hard to stay angry when Tony finally let out a bark of laughter as he slid off the toilet and onto the floor. “Yeah, laugh it up, you dick!”

Tony wrapped his arms around his stomach, once again laughing so hard that he was making no sounds except for tiny wheezes.

Steve couldn’t help the smile that came to his lips. “I thought Natasha was going to murder me, Tony!”

“HAAAHAHA!” Tony rocked onto his other side, kicking his feet wildly.

“Tony!” Steve grabbed his shoulders so he wouldn’t knock himself out on the tub. “It’s not that funny!”

“You were so earnest,” Tony sobbed out, grinning. “Oh my God!”

Steve rolled his eyes, smiling fondly, and bent down to kiss his laughing mouth. “Well, how was I supposed to know what was going on?”

“I expected you to say I needed a spanking or something,” Tony admitted, lifting a hand to wipe his eyes. “Oh God! Do I have abs? I feel like I should have abs from how hard and long I laughed.”

Steve grinned, which then faded into an awkward smile. “Um. I’m hard and long.”

“STEVE!” Tony screeched, bursting into laughter again, but took some of the sting out of it by pressing giggly, open-mouthed kisses to his jaw and neck. “That was awful!”

“Yeah,” Steve admitted, but couldn’t bring himself to be actually embarrassed. “Why did you send Natasha an SOS text if you were just in here laughing?”

“I wasn’t trying to, I was trying to type out what had happened, but I was laughing so hard the words got mixed up and she thought something was wrong.”

Steve paused. “…What do I have to do to keep you from telling everyone?”

“Everyone already knows!” Tony laughed. “Natasha sent a group text about it!”

“Aw, fuck!” Steve swore, because God damn it now Clint and Sam were going to be insufferable.

Tony drew him down for another kiss, laughing quietly into his mouth. “’ll make it worth your while?” he offered, smiling up at him.

“…I mean, I might as well get sex if my friends are going to torment me,” Steve decided, and rolled his eyes when Tony burst out laughing and sputtering ‘no okay I’ll calm down in a minute I swear!’

FROM THE POINT OF S2E5

Warning: Unbeta’d and also it’s like midnight so sorry if it’s badly written

So by this point is practically comfirmed that Keith is Galra, right?

Well, Lance could be altean and could be related to the previous blue paladin.  I also think Lance is fully aware of this.


My first points both obvious and weak when used alone.  Keith and Lance are show to be the oppisites in the show, fire and ice, red and blue, etc. etc.  If Lance is Keith’s oppisite and Keith is galra it fits the trope for Lance to be altean.  

This is also fitting with the ideal of the resistence in the empire and the teams reactions to it.  We, the audience, know for a fact that that resistence is true as we were allowed to see Thace helping the team (an important note to make).  This means that we’re not meant to agree with Allura.  The creative team is making it clear to the audience that Allura is wrong.  I have no doubt Keith being Galra is going to be an issue with her.

But Keith and Lance are an amazing team when they actually work together.  There’s also been mentions about their relationships from the team behind it about them getting more time to develop their frenemy status and just the importance of their relationship so by having Lance be altean, and better yet by have altean Lance accepting galran Keith it futher pushes the message that just because you’re galra doesn’t mean your bad (read into that message as you will)


Now lets travel back to episode one to further this idea (i have a lot about this episode guys) that Lance is aware of his altean heritage/self.  Did it bug anyone else how quick Lance is to accept the situation?  Not once at all does he question what happened.  He completely ignores Keith as they enter the cave, and not in a ‘whatever Keith’ way (such as pointedly looking everywhere but Keith way) but instead he goes straight for the pictures.  At no point does Lance have a ‘what the fuck’ moment despite how everyone else seems to solely be having these moments.

You might argue that Lance was helped by Blue but I remind you that Blue didn’t start talking to Lance until he was already in the pilot seat and furthermore that should be more a reason to freak out.  I will admit, everyone else seemed to act in that same way upon finding their lions (Keith’s ‘good kitty’, Pidge’s grin, Hunk’s praise).  However, you know the difference between the others meeting their lions and Lance?  The lions had already been explained to them.  If Lance really didn’t know anything about Blue why would he respond the same way people with knowledge did?


Another point is our intro to Allura.

Allura:  Your ears.
Lance: Yeah?
Allura: They’re hideous.  What’s wrong with them?
Lance: Nothing’s wrong with them!

This is pretty much the first thing Allura says.  This is our introduction to her character.  In her cyro-pod effected mind the first thing she can think to comment on is Lance’s ears.  Why not the lack of marking’s on his face?  Why not the fact he’s a stranger in her castle?  Yes, she attacks Lance but it’s not until after Lance reveals his ears are normal.

Not until he reveals he’s not whoever she thinks she’s seeing.

This line’s always stuck with me because a characters introduction is very, very important.  And Allura is shown to be a badass so why not make her first move the attack?  Why is this line more important than that?

So who could Lance be that she’s momentarily confused?  A blood relation could look quite a lot like Lance [or there’s the harder to proof part: Lance being the previous paladin but I’m too tried to get into that].


Then there’s the explain on the Blue Lion.  There isn’t one.  Yes, Lance is cocky but would he really pick to brag about himself instead of having a pretty girl reveal his good traits?  Probably not.  Unless he didn’t want the others to know.  We’ve been told by the team behind VLD that Lance is a deeper character than what he appears.  He’s got his insercurities and maybe the explanation on why he’s the Blue Paladin was a bit too personal for him.

Of course, Lance couldn’t know that unless he knows why the Blue Paladin choose him.


Coming back to Season 2 lets talk about episode 2.  Lance and Hunk get their own episode in their return to the others but it’s obviously very Lance centric.  And why?  Because Lance uncovers a special ability in his lion.  You know how else did this?  Pidge.  You know the difference?  Pidge had to be told to strengthen their bond with Green, and then they had to strength it.  Lance did not have to do this.  To me this suggests Lance has a closer bond to his lion than the others.

Maybe that’s just because he’s Lance.

Maybe it’s because he actually knows what he’s doing.


Anyway those are just some ideas I have on the idea that Lance might actually be altean.  Night. 

mymisstina  asked:

Jin-58 please!

Prompt: “You look cute with a baby bump.”

Pairing: Jin x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: After you learned of your unplanned pregnancy, you assumed life had no more surprises in store for you. Nothing could have prepared you for the whirlwind that was Kim Seokjin.

Word count: 1.1 k

Part One | Part Two (can be read separately)


After the summer break had ended, you returned to university single, broke, and pregnant. Oddly enough, you weren’t overly upset by this. Sure, your ex-boyfriend had left you the moment he find out you were pregnant. But inside you, another life was forming, and the beauty of that made everything worth it.

You roomed with a group of other girls in an apartment complex just off the university campus. Currently, it was early in the morning, and you were preparing to go to your 8 AM lecture. As you were hurrying around the flat, the sight of the breathtaking sunset shining through the window caught your eye. Gently running your hand over your stomach, a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips.

A few minutes later, you slipped through the front door. Right beneath your apartment complex, there was a quaint café called The Pink Cup. During school, you frequented this establishment often.

The owner of the café was a young, handsome man named Jin. He knew your name, but that was the extent of your relationship.

A bell chimed as you stepped through the doors of The Pink Cup. The inside was decorated cutely, covered in, well, pink. Jin’s affinity for the colour was something you would never understand.

“Oh, good morning, Y/N!” Jin called, poking his head from out of the kitchen. He had dyed his hair honey brown since the last time you saw him. “Long time no see! How was your summer?”

“It was…eventful,” you laughed, slipping into a seat as you waited for Jin to emerge from the kitchen. Eventually, he did, wiping his flour-y hands on his pink apron.

“You want the usual?” he asked, already preparing the ingredients. “Medium caramel macchiato?”

“Yes, please,” you replied immediately, out of habit. You stopped for a moment to think. “Make it decaf, actually.”

“Decaf?” Jin repeated, incredulous. “This early in the morning?”

“Yeah, I know,” you agreed sheepishly. You fiddled with your fingers and considered explaining your pregnancy to Jin. Not everyone took the news well, after all. “Um, I-I’m actually pregnant. That’s why.”

“Oh, wow!” Jin exclaimed, a large, genuine smile appearing on his face. “That’s wonderful. Congratulations!”

“Thanks,” you whispered, surprised. “Not everyone thinks it’s so great, with me being in university and all.”

“Well, that’s understandable,” Jin agreed, placing your drink down in front of you. “It’s incredibly difficult to manage a pregnancy and school.”

You nodded, placing your hands around the warm cup. “I’m a bit worried about that,” you admitted. “Eventually, I’m going to have to quit my part-time job, too.”

“Sorry if I’m being intrusive, but are you still dating that guy I see you with?” Jin asked, pulling up a seat beside you. You found it a bit strange, as Jin had never lingered this long to talk to you before.

“No, he left as soon as I told him I was pregnant,” you replied, not as affected by this statement as you were a few weeks ago. “I’m okay with that, though. He’s not the kind of guy I’d want to raise a kid with.”

Jin frowned, worry pinching his features. “It’s going to be difficult for you, being alone in this,” Jin commented softly. He smiled, a bit melancholic. “You’re probably wondering why I’m suddenly so invested in this. My older sister went through a very similar situation a few years ago, actually.”

Your eyes widened, your gaze snapping to Jin’s. He laughed at your expression, and continued on with his story. He painted a vivid picture of his family and his sister’s life with a child. The entire time, you listened, rapt, and felt a little more hopeful towards your own future.


Your visits to The Pink Cup became considerably longer ever since that first encounter with Jin. A few more weeks had passed, and both your workload and your belly were growing.

One morning, you woke up to morning sickness. The nausea you felt was overwhelming, and you threw yourself into the washroom. You vomited over the toilet, your stomach clenching and your throat convulsing. The tremors running through your weak body had you grasping the toilet to stay upright.

Once you had managed to pull yourself together, you felt drained and still slightly sick. You didn’t bother to dress nicely, opting for an old pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. At this point, you couldn’t bring yourself to care about anything.

You considered not stopping by Jin’s café, but you missed his kind, comforting presence. Reluctant to let him see you in this state, you trudged into he The Pink Cup.

Jin saw you immediately, and before you could even say a word, Jin had guided you to a chair and was rubbing soothing circles into your back.

“Morning sickness?” Jin asked, concerned etched all over his face.

You nodded weakly. “It’s not the first time, but it’s been getting worse,” you said, your voice hoarse.

Jin stood up suddenly. “I’m going to make you some peppermint tea,” Jin informed you, his worried gaze never leaving yours. “It should help with the nausea.”

“Thank you,” you said, resting your head against the table.

After what felt like ages, Jin returned with a cup of fragrant tea. He set it in front of you gently, sitting in the seat beside yours. His warm hand returned to your back, resuming its ministrations.

Suddenly, Jin’s affection became overwhelming. He was just an acquaintance, a passing presence, but he was becoming a pillar of support for you. You wondered if you were relying on Jin and his kindness too much. After all, he was never going to be a permanent fixture in your life.

Tears clouded your vision. “Why are you so nice to me, Jin?” you whispered, turning your head to face him. “I don’t want you to feel bad for me. It’s not your job to take care of me.”

Jin only smiled and wiped away your tears. “Who says it can’t be my job, Y/N?” he asked gently. “I don’t treat all my customers like this, you know. You’re a strong woman and I admire that.”

Soon enough, the flow of tears ceased. Jin’s hand still rested against your cheek.

“I was meaning to ask you for your number all week,” Jin admitted with a bark of laughter. “But I couldn’t figure out how to do it. Now’s not the best time, I guess, but I would like to treat you to something other than coffee.”

You blinked up at Jin, eyes wide and mouth agape in surprise. “What?” you spluttered, a rosy blush dusting your cheeks. “Why?”

“Well,” Jin began with a soft smile and even softer eyes, “I think you look cute with a baby bump.”

- Girl in Luv

Thank you for reading! I didn’t write this imagine as a sequel originally, but the stories ended up seeming connected so I figured I’d just link them together. If you liked this imagine, please send more requests our way! Check out our prompts list for inspiration xx

zodiac horror story (part 1)
  • ig // sassasstrology
  • the signs are camping out in the woods. they're at a cliché, dark, scary old forest where the murderer always comes and kills people. let's see what will happen..
  • aries - male
  • taurus - male
  • gemini - female
  • cancer - male
  • leo - female
  • virgo - female
  • libra - female
  • scorpio - male
  • sagittarius - male
  • capricorn - female
  • aquarius - male
  • pisces - female
  • (that's ^ not really important, but if you want to know the genders of the signs i came up with, there they are.)
  • virgo: this forest is scary as shit.
  • aquarius: your face is scary as shit.
  • capricorn: lmao.
  • pisces: why couldn't we just have a sleepover at sagi's house or something?
  • sagittarius: WHY THE FUCK AT MY HOUSE?!?
  • scorpio: because that's boring. i want some action, and there's no action at sagi's house.
  • cancer: true.
  • sagittarius: WHO SAID THAT?!
  • aries: yeah! this will be fun guys! let's just party and shit, i don't know. we'll have a great time here!
  • taurus: yeah! i brought tons of food and stuff.
  • gemini: wouldn't it be fun if there was like a killer here or something lol.
  • capricorn: the fuck.
  • cancer: yeah.. really fun.
  • leo: GUYS.
  • virgo: what.
  • leo: let's make a snapchat. *snapchats*
  • libra: *acts like a hoe*
  • leo: libra, you look on poiinnttt.
  • libra: i know, thanks. YOU TOO BAE.
  • capricorn: fucking kill me already.
  • *3 hours later*
  • taurus: *sings a campfire song*
  • everyone: *sings with taurus*
  • pisces: GUYS!!!!!
  • aries: SHUT THE FUCK UP WE ARE SINGING.
  • cancer: oh my god aries calm the fuck down.
  • aquarius: what, pisces?
  • pisces: did y'all hear that?
  • scorpio: what? capricorn's terrible singing? lmao.
  • capricorn: ...
  • pisces: no, i heard a loud noise in the bushes over there..
  • sagittarius: probably your mom. LET'S SING AGAIN.
  • everyone except pisces: *sings*
  • pisces: *sigh*
  • *couple of minutes later*
  • virgo: guys, where is gemini?
  • aquarius: probably taking a shit or something.
  • sagittarius: GEMINI?! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU.
  • scorpio: she's probably dead.
  • libra: how can she be dead if she's alive?
  • capricorn: what? the fuck?
  • cancer: no one understands you libra.
  • libra: why not?
  • taurus: because you don't make sense.
  • libra: oooh..
  • virgo: WE STILL DON'T KNOW WHERE GEMINI IS.
  • leo: she'll be fineee. let's not worry too much.
  • sagittarius: so.. cancer and scorpio, i heard you guys were in a relationship.. *winky face*
  • scorpio: yeah, we fucked.
  • cancer: ..
  • virgo: OKAY. TMI
  • sagittarius: what about you, virgo? i heard that you and taurus were a thing?
  • taurus: wha.
  • aquarius: sagi, no one gives a shit.
  • sagittarius: WELL I DO. I THINK THAT IT'S CUTE.
  • pisces: same lol.
  • *loud bang*
  • aries: WAHT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS THAT.
  • cancer: *jumps on scorpio*
  • gemini: GUYS! DID YOU ALL HEAR THAT?
  • libra: look! it's gemini!
  • leo: where the fuck were you?
  • gemini: taking a shit. hehe.
  • aquarius: SEE? I TOLD Y'ALL. IMA FUCKING PSYCHIC.
  • gemini: BUT OKAY. THERE WAS SOMEONE AND IDK. BOOM.
  • libra: oh my god! did he kill you?
  • scorpio: *slaps libra*
  • taurus: GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYs. PISCES IS GONE AND THERE'S A TRAIL OF BLOOD. WHAT IS HAPPENING.
  • pisces: *screams*
  • cancer: PISCEEESSESEESS.
  • and that was the end of part 1.. what will happen next? stay tuned for the next part, coming soon.
  • (i hope that y'all like this dumb thing. hehe)

if you self-dx with a mental illness that matches your symptoms and it made you go “yeah, that’s what i’m going thru!” and you use some of the healthy coping mechanisms, resources and safe spaces? that’s? fine. in fact i support it heavily because not everyone can be diagnosed for different circumstances. it comforts some people to know that their symptoms match with an already existing diagnosis so they know and can name what they’re going through.

but if you put 9 personality disorders and fake schizophrenia psychosis & DID also adhd autism empathy issues depression anxiety ummm i bullied someone and i attacked them with slurs and encouraged my followers to harass them because of my disorder you’re ableist! uwu uwu then i’m going to force this earth to be square and kick you the fuck off from the edge of it

Plow Me

Because I’m self indulgent

In my defense, @secretschuylersister started it [And yes, it is based off of The Tag, her Legendary tag, id you could not tell by the title]

Lin x reader (I think? I mean, it kind of turned out more Daveed x readerish. I was thinking that if people actually like this, I might do a second part and put more Lin in it… Unless y’all want it to be a Daveed fic? That works too.)

Warnings: probably OOCish characters (Taylor included? Not sure if she swears… Never mind yes she does) Sexual references, hardcore shipping, fangirl Daveed, some swearing (okay, lots of swearing) - that’s it, I think

Confession time: I was the anon who sent in the idea for the plow me fic when the other anon requested it in a prompt

I have no regrets

Summary: The Hamilcast finds out about something that they maybe shouldn’t have

Special thanks to @timeforhamilton who let me send this for her for advice and encouraged me to keep going, @secretschuylersister for answering my questions for “research” and @on-written-wings for her oh-so-helpful Industrial Revolution list! If you haven’t met any of them, check them out! They’re all awesome! :)

Words: 2188, I believe

Masterlist


“You’re joking.”

“Do it.”

“No!”

“But why not?” Daveed pressed.

“Because it’s creepy!” Anthony defended. “Why would I look up Lin?”

“Trust me, the results are very amusing.”

“How exactly would you know that, Diggs?”

“I’ll give you three guesses… And ten dollars if you do it.”

Anthony sighed, folding under the promise of money for his troubles.

Daveed grinned, letting out a fist pump into the air.

“The things I do for you people…” Anthony breathed, even as he pulled his laptop closer to him, Google already getting up and running.

His fingers began to lazily drift over the keys, but after a few seconds, they stopped, a smirk curling on his face as his eyebrows lifted further.

“Oh, Diggs, you were right.”

“Why? What’d you find?” Daveed asked eagerly, moving so he could see the screen, eager for the scoop on something he might’ve missed.

Sitting there, all too innocently in the search bar, were the unfinished words Lin-Manue.

In the drop down list of frequent searches just below it, from the bottom up, it went lin-manuel miranda net worth, lin-manuel miranda drunk history, lin-manuel miranda moana, lin-manuel miranda, and, at the very top of the list, securing it’s spot as the most searched topic with his name on it, lin-manuel miranda plow me.

The two shared a mischievous look, devious grins slowly growing on their faces.

It took all of two seconds for them to silently agree, and immediately afterwards, Anthony had furiously clicked the first option, repeatedly doing so until the next page had loaded.

Scrolling down, he murmured, “So, Tumblr is the blue void from whence this came, eh? Let’s see if we can find out where this started…”

Keep reading

Albus Severus Potter

Sirius: *jumping up and down* Is it a boy? Is it a boy?

James: Pads, it just came out of the red head mate. Literally a second ago. It’s a potato at this stage.

Lily: *screaming* IT’S A BOY!

Sirius: OOOOOH wee little Remus is born.

Remus: *rolls his eyes* You don’t know that Sirius.

James: No he will want to have the whole package, he’s Remus. 

Lily: I hope it’s Remus, he’ll be a well-behaved, smart kid then. James Sirius is a nightmare, he’s like you two combined, I didn’t think that was possible to be honest, I thought if your personalities encountered it would explode but here we are.

*James and Sirius high-five*

Remus: I’m very honoured that you guys think he would name him after me but you forget there’s already a Remus in Harry’s family: Teddy.

Sirius: Fuck that. He doesn’t use it, this one would. 

James: He’s right, it’s gonna be awesome. If we get a Lily next time we’ll have everyone.

Lily: Everyone except Marlene, Mary–

Sirius: *smiling* Marlene would rather shoot herself in the head before she lets anyone name their kid after her.

James: Besides Harry didn’t know them, love.

Lily: Yeah you are right, I wish he did.

*Harry names the kid Albus Snivellus Severus Potter*

Sirius: Is this a fucking joke to you Harry? Is it?

James: Lils? Tell me he didn’t name my bloody grandson after my arch enemy. Tell me he is fucking with us.

Lily: Oh no I’m pretty sure he did.

Remus: Told you guys it wasn’t going to be Remus.

Sirius: *face-palming* You did but I thought that it was one of your “I’m not good enough for this” shit. 

Remus: No, I am good enough for this shit, I just knew he wouldn’t name him after me.

James: How did this happen?

Sirius: At least one of them could have been sensible you know. I will call him Snivellus Jr.

Lily: *points a finger at Sirius* No you won’t.

Remus: Don’t talk about sensible names. Your name is Sirius Orion. You as a whole, including your name, are not sensible.

Sirius: Your name is Werewolf McWerewolf, so shut the fuck up.

Lily: What’s up with wizards and weird names any ways?

James: It’s meant to show that we are different than Muggles, that we are somehow superior because we are, for example, named after constellations. *Sirius stares, James grins* It’s just an example Pads. Anyways my parents didn’t like that idea so my name is very sensible.

Sirius: *Lily stares at Sirius* Mommy dearest was an interesting person, don’t ask. Can we go back to the fact that Harry named his son ALBUS SEVERUS?

Remus: There’s not much you can do about it.

James: I find comfort in the fact that he’ll use Albus.

Sirius: I’m afraid if the next one is a girl, he’ll call him Narcissa or something.

Lily: Don’t be so dramatic about this.

Remus: You sometimes forget that you are talking to Sirius.

Lily: Oh, my bad.

James: So, how long will they wait before the next one?

Lily: JAMES!

James: What? They are not getting any younger. I mean they can have 7 children and form their own Quidditch team and–

Lily: No.

James: I trust red head on this.


You can read James Sirius Potter here.

She’s Using You // Jack Maynard

Word Count- 1161

Summary- anna doesn’t like you

A/N- here’s a lil jack imagine for you all. i havent gotten to part 10 for aswas so im posting this, hope you guys like it!!

~~

You had been dating Jack for 5 months now. He decide that it was now time to meet his parents. You were nervous to say that least. They knew you from Jacks videos, but you knew nothing but their names.

But you weren’t too worried about his parents. There was a different family member you were afraid to meet. Anna, his younger sister. At first, you were excited to meet her. But then you overheard the conversation they had last night.

~~

“Anna,” Jack stopped, you assumed she cut him off. “Anna.” He said again, getting annoyed.

After a few seconds he said, “Can I speak? Or are you going to interrupt me again?” he asked.

You couldn’t hear what she was saying, but you could put two and two together.

“No she’s not.” He sighed, walking around his room, “It’s not like that… She’s not like that.”

You were devastated, you were so excited to meet her. She seemed so sweet in his videos. You thought you two would get on well.

Guess not.

“Anna, please. Stop saying that.” You heard the balcony open, “She’s not like, she isn’t using me for…” his voiced faded.

~~

“They’ll love you!” he encouraged from his spot on the couch.

“Fine…” you mumbled, not wanting to say any more on the topic.

“Why are you so worried,” he stood up and walked behind you, snaking his arms around your stomach. “You weren’t nervous to meet Conor.”

“I …” you turned around, getting out of his grasp. “I heard you talking to Anna last night.” You sighed. “I just don’t understand. I haven’t even met her… and she already hates me.”

“Babe,” he sat next to you, “she’s just worried.”

“Conor wasn’t!” you exclaimed, dumbfounded as to why the teenager didn’t like you.

“She thinks,” he hesitated, contemplating if telling you was a good idea, “She saw the video you did with Joe.”

“Are you serious? She’s basing her view of me off a video?” this made you frustrated.

A few weeks ago you and Joe filmed a collab. You two did The YouTuber Confessional. In the video, Joe asked you, “Are you dating Jack because he has more subscribers?”

You laughed, “Yes.” You gave the camera a fake serious look. “I’m in it for the fame and the fame only.”

“She’s a gold digger!” he screamed.

Though this looks bad, Joe posted the bloopers. And it them, you here this:

“Are you dating Jack because he has more subscribers?”

“What? No! Of course not.”

“I dare you to say yes. 100% seriously.”

You laughed, “Ok. Just cut all of this out. Ready? Ask me again.”

So you knew you were joking. Jack knew you were joking. But for some reason, Anna took this to heart.

Nonetheless, you found yourself on the train to Brighton. You looked out the window, watching the scenery pass in the blink of an eye. Jack squeezed you hand when he noticed you biting your fingernails, it had always been a bad habit of yours.

“I love you.” He smiled.

“I love you too.” You smiled, kissing his cheek.

Before you knew it, Jack was knocking on his parent’s door.

“Jack!” his mom smiled. “So lovely to see you again dear.”

“And you must be the lovely Y/n.” she engulfed you in a hug.

“It’s so nice to meet you.” You hugged back.

“Dad.” Jack shook his head, acknowledging the presence of his father.

“Son.” He nodded back, turning towards you. “So you’re Ashley right? Oh wait. That’s the other girlfriend. You’re Y/n.” he laughed, hugging you.

“Something you need to tell me Jack?” you played along.

“She’s not as pretty.” He had a smirk on his face. You slapped his arm.

You four slowly migrate towards the main room.

“Anna! Come down. Jack’s here.” Helen called upstairs. A few seconds later, the teenager rounded the corner.

“Jack!” she squealed, running up to him.

“Hey sis.” He sighed. “I missed you.” He let go, and that’s when her smile faded.

“You actually brought her?” she fake whispered. You lowered your head.

“Anna. That is not how we treat guests.” Gary said.

The tension in the room was obvious. You felt awkward. You wanted to leave.

“Where’s the bathroom?” you asked, not looking at Anna.

“Down the hall, first door on your right.” Helen smiled, trying to lighten the mood. When you walked past the siblings you hear Anna say something along the lines of ‘don’t steal anything’.

And that’s when you broke down. Tears flowed from your eyes, you didn’t care that everyone could hear you. You just didn’t understand.

“ANNA!” you heard Jack yell. “I get you may not like her. But she is my girlfriend. And I love her. And she will be around for a long time. She isn’t using me. You’re wrong. Just stop being so rude. You know I love you, but sometimes you can be a real bitch! Just go up to your room, I don’t want to see you right now.”

You felt awful. Jack never, and you mean never yelled at Anna. Maybe she was being rude, but he was a little harsh. This made you feel ever worse.

You heard a knock on the door, “Love? Can I come in?”

“Yeah…”

Jack walked in, sitting next to you against the tub.

“She didn’t deserve that.” You said after a few moments.

“Neither did you.”

“I know, but she’s your sister.”

He sighed, “I know I know. I’ll apologize. I just… I don’t understand why she won’t just let me be happy.”

“You would do the same if she had a boyfriend.”

“Why are you defending her?” he turned to look at you.

“Because, she’s a teenager. She gets too much shit thrown at her already. She doesn’t deserve hate form everyone in her life. Even if it’s me.”

“God…”

“What?”

“You’re bloody perfect.”

You laughed, “Stop.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, now go apologize.”

You and Jack stood up, but when you opened the door you were both surprised.

Anna stood at the entrance with red cheeks a puffy eyes.

“I’m so sorry.” She said, you assumed she was talking to Jack. But then she hugged you.  You were surprised at first, but hugged her back.

“I didn’t realize. I’m sorry. I’m so stupid. You’re not using him. I was just jealous. I’m so so so so sorry.” She sobbed.

“It’s okay.” Was all you could say. After she let go of you, she hugged Jack.

“Please forgive me.” She whimpered.

“Of course. I’m so sorry. I love you so much, Anna. Never forget that.”

Since then, you and Anna never fought, never even had a disagreement. You soon became besties; her trusting you with her darkest secrets and you giving her tips on how to survive her teenage years.

Jack never understood how the two most important girls in his life were perfect. He truly was blessed.

Million Reasons (Part Five)

A/N: I hope you like part five hopefully I can upload part six tomorrow. Also here is Part one Part two Part three Part four if you haven’t read them yet.

Warnings: Swearing, Mention of sex

That day after school you immediately went to Bryce’s because you knew that Justin would be there and you really needed to talk to him about what happened at school.

“Hey Y/N, what’s up? You know for a pregnant chick you still look incredibly hot.” Bryce said when he opened the door.

“Hey Bryce, is Justin here?” You said annoyed crossing your arms.

“Yeah he’s in the pool house.” Bryce said as he let you in.

“Thanks.” You said as you quickly passed him and went to the pool house.

You walked into the pool house and went to sit next to Justin on the couch.

“Hey Y/N. Look I’m really sorry that I wasn’t at school today I just had a hard night yesterday.” He said looking at you.

“It’s okay Justin. Montgomery kind of helped me through the day.” You said with a small smile.

“No shit.” Justin said surprised.

“Yeah…..Oh uh I won’t be needing your jacket anymore.” You said taking of his jacket and handing it back to him.

“W-why not?” He asked confused.

“Because uhhh everyone knows now. Yeah Ryan published it in the school paper.” You said looking down.

“O-oh really Oh god Y/N I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you. But did they have any proof?” He asked looking guilty.

“Like I said it’s okay Montgomery was there for me he did comfort me in the janitors closet but still. And Tyler took a picture of me without your jacket.” You said with a sad smile.

“That little asshole. I’m gonna kill that little freak.” Justin said throwing his jacket next to him angrily.

“Don’t okay. Montgomery already threatened to kill him I told him to stop. There’s nothing that any of you can do to reverse this.” You said as you leaned your head on his shoulder.

“Y/N you still haven’t told me what happened here a few days ago.” Justin said quietly.

You took your head of his shoulder and sighed before telling him everything that happened. How you told Monty that he was the dad, about your conversation at his house, why he looked so bad at school and what happened today even that you kissed him.

“Look I get that you are mad or disappointed that he pushed you away but when you’re head is straight again you will get it. He didn’t want to take advantage of the state that you were in it would be like I would take advantage of you right now.” He said trying to make you understand.

“And look I really think that he does love you and that he didn’t want to break up with you.” He said smiling at you.

“You really think so?” You asked confused.

“Yeah I see the way he looks at you and how jealous he got when he saw us together and how mad he got when he thought I was the dad. Look I just think you should give him a chance maybe you can’t be in a relationship with him immediately but at least try to be friends with him. Maybe you should also talk about what he wants to do. I mean he told you that he didn’t care if people knew or not so you two really need to figure that out.” He said taking your hand.

“Wow Justin I never knew you could be so sentimental but you’re right we should really talk stuff out.” You said looking at him.

“Yeah I know I might not look like it but I am and yeah you should.” He said as he leaned back against the couch.

“I think I better get going I still have some homework to do.” You said standing up.

“Yeah okay if you need anything or anything happens let me know okay.” Justin said with a smile.

You smiled and walked out of the pool house you walked back home and immediately went to your room. You took your phone and texted Monty

To Monty: Hey can you come to my house tomorrow after breakfast?

From Monty: Yeah sure. Why?

To Monty: We just need to talk.

From Monty: Okay.

The next day you woke up throwing up again and then eating weird combinations of food. Your parent’s were looking at you very confused you had no idea how they haven’t noticed your stomach yet but you were happy that they haven’t noticed yet.

“What has gotten into you Y/N you have been eating these weird combinations of food for days now.” Your dad said as he looked up from his paper.

“I don’t know I just feel like eating this.” You said with a shrug.

Your mom just rolled her eyes and walked away and your dad just went back to reading his paper. After a few minutes the door bell rang and you knew it was Monty but sadly you weren’t fast enough to get the door and your mom opened the door.

“Ow how surprising if it isn’t the delinquent who broke my daughters heart.”  You heard your mom say.

You rolled your eyes and walked faster to the door. When you got there you could see Monty looking down and rubbing his neck.

“Is Y/N here she told me she wanted to talk.” Monty said quietly looking up.

“Why would she want to talk to y……” Your mom started before you cut her off.

“Mom stop it okay. Come on Montgomery let’s take a walk.” You said as you pushed past your mom and took Monty’s hand.

“I never liked your mom.” He admitted with a small smile.

“Yeah neither have I.” You said with a laugh.

He looked at you with a smile and then you realized you were still holding his hand and pulled your hand out if his.

“S-sorry.” You said looking down.

“It’s okay I liked it.” He said with a smirk.

“So uh what did you wanna talk about?” He asked curiously.

“Well first of I wanna say thanks for pushing me away when I kissed you yesterday I didn’t understand why at first and I felt hurt but now that I’m not crying like a crazy person anymore I understand.” You said with a smile.

“Well I’m glad you understand. And believe me you have no idea how hard it was to push you away.” He said with a small laugh.

You laughed and shook your head.

“Um I also told Justin about what happened at school. And everything that happened at Bryce’s house until now. He knew that you knew but not about anything else. He told me that maybe it was a good idea that we figure some stuff out. Because we have a lot to figure out.” You said looking at him.

“Yeah we do.” He said as he walked towards a bench to sit down.

“So first umm what do you want to do. Yesterday you said that you didn’t care if anyone knew that you were the dad or not so what do you want to do. Do you want to tell everyone or not?” You asked as you sat down next to him.

“Yeah I wanna tell people. If we tell people no one will even dare to fuck with you.” He said leaning back against the bench.

“Okay but I mean how will we tell people?” You asked confused.

“We can tell people the same way that Ryan told people you were pregnant through the paper. Monday we will go to Ryan and tell him everything and with everything I mean literally everything from us dating this spring break until now.” He said taking your hand.

“Okay good idea.” You said with a big smile.

“Can we be together?” He asked hopefully.

‘I-I don’t know Montgomery.” You said looking down.

“Y/N please stop calling me that. I don’t like it when you call me Montgomery.” He said also looking down.

“And please I know I broke your heart but….” He said as he ran a hand over his face.

“But what? Just tell me why you broke up with me.” You said looking at him.

“I want to but it’s complicated okay.” He said as he pulled his hand away from yours and leaned his elbows on his knees.

“Look I don’t want to be in a relationship with you right away let’s just start with being friends okay.” You said hoping that he would be okay with that.

“Yeah okay. At least that mean I can be close to you.” He said with a smile.

“I really do love you Y/N.” He said taking your hand again.

“I know Monty I love you too a lot. But I-I just….Look you know how hard it was for me to let you in because I didn’t want to get hurt but when how I saw how you really were I started t trust you and then you broke up with me the a few days after we had sex and even if you didn’t want to hurt me you did I mean what was I supposed to think. I really thought you were acting different so that you could just get with me.” You said as you started to cry a little.

“Oh my god Y/N no believe me that was totally not the reason why I broke up with you. I know what my rep is but everything I said to you about you being different was true. You have to believe me.” He said as he wiped away some of your tears.

“I believe you Monty.” You said with a small smile.

He smiled back and stood back up still holding your hand.

“Please say that even though we’re just friends I can still hold your hand?” He asked hopefully.

“Sure.” You said with a smile.

He smiled back as the two of you kept walking. After a few hours he walked you back home before you went you hugged him and he started to walk away.

“Monty wait.” You said stopping him as you walked back to him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked concerned.

“Um I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow you wanna come with me?” You asked biting your lip.

“Y-yeah I’d love to.” He said with a huge smile.

“Okay um…See you tomorrow.” You said as you kissed his cheek quickly before walking back to your house and walking inside.

Moments. Chapter 1: Confession

Idea explained here

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Prompt:  Hey! i just wanna say that i love your fics, and the way you write is just beauuutifulll! honestly! I kind of have an idea for a fic wich is something involving the girl squad?? because i just miss my girls, so maybe you could write about when sana tells them she likes yousef? i don’t know if that’s kind of ooc of her… i just want my girls happy tbh


Chapter 1: Confession

“There’s just something I have to tell you” Noora said

“You don’t have to tell me. I know already” Sana said bitterly wishing Noora would just leave

“What?”

“The thing with Yousef”

“Yeah…did he tell you or…? What do you think of that?” Noora asked awkwardly

“I think nothing of it” Sana answered not even looking at her

“Do you like him?”

“No!”  Sana practically yelled

“Are you sure?” Noora insisted

“Noora, just because you think a guy is cute doesn’t mean everyone else thinks so too”

“Okay…” Noora said, then she added “He’s going to be pretty sad when he finds out”

“When he finds out what?” Sana asked

“That you don’t like him” Noora said shrugging

“What? Why would he be sad?”

“Well, because…I mean…” Noora started “Sana, are we talking about the same thing here?”

“I’m talking about you dating Yousef, I don’t know what you’re talking about” Sana spat

“What? Me? Dating Yousef? No, no, no, no. I’m not dating Yousef”

“Don’t lie to me” Sana said

“No, Sana. I’m not dating Yousef. Where did that come from?”

“I saw you kissing him at the karaoke place. And on Sunday I heard Adam and Mikael saying that you two were together”

“What?” Noora asked frowning “Oh, Sana you got it all wrong”

“Noora I think I know a kiss when I see it” Sana said squinting her eyes

“Okay yes. We did kiss. But it was a mistake”

“How do you even kiss someone by mistake?”

“I was a mess about William and he was just there. I kissed him and for a moment he kissed me back”

“Yeah, that I saw”

“But did you see that he stopped the kiss?” Noora asked

Sana didn’t answer, she just looked at her frowning.

“Well, he stopped the kiss. Told me that he was sorry and left” Noora explained “We didn’t talk again for the next two weeks. Then Sunday came and he texted me on facebook, he wanted to meet”

Sana swallowed preparing herself for the worst.

“When I got there, he told me that he was sorry about the kiss, that he had only kissed me back because he was confused about a girl he liked. He said that he didn’t have feelings for me and that the kiss had been a mistake. And well, I agreed with him”

Sana kept silence, still processing everything. Noora took it as a sign to keep going.

“He then asked me if I had told you about the kiss. I said I hadn’t and he asked me not to tell you, he wanted to do it himself. I was confused at first as to why he would want to do that, I mean I’m your friend, he’s your brother’s friend. Then I realized, it’s you who he likes”

“No I’m not”

“Yes, you are. He told me”

“He what?” Sana could feel her heart beating fast on her chest

“I asked her and he told me he liked you”

Sana’s mind went back to everything that had happened since that day at the karaoke place and everything was starting to make sense. There was something that was still bothering her.

“If you’re not with Yousef then what good news did you have to tell me on Friday?” Sana asked

“Oh, I managed to rent a place for Eva’s birthday” Noora said smiling

“You’re kidding me right? That’s your big news? I thought you were dating Yousef and actually you had rented a place for Eva’s birthday?” Sana said shaking her head

“Hey, it’s a really nice place” Noora said offended

“I can’t believe this” Sana laughed “We’re really bad a communication”

“Indeed we are”

Noora laughed too and joined her at the window.

“So, you really don’t like Yousef?” Noora said raising an eyebrow at her.

“Well, he may be kind of cute I guess”

“Kind of cute?” Noora chuckled

Okay, maybe I like him a little bit”

A little bit?”

“Fine. I like him a lot!” Sana said

“You like who?”

Noora and Sana turned to the stairs and found Vilde, Chris and Eva looking at them.

“You like who, Sana?” Vilde asked again

“No one” Sana said

“Uh, we’ve heard you Sana. You said “I like him a lot” Eva said

“Who’s him?” Chris asked

Sana looked at her friends, she started with Eva, then Chris and finally Vilde. Yeah, there was no way she was going to confess liking Yousef in front of Vilde.

She might have spent too much time staring at her ‘cause her friend noticed.

“Sana, don’t you trust me?” Vilde asked

“Should I?” Sana sighed, it was time to speak the truth “I know what you’ve been saying about me and my brother Vilde. And I read what you said on the facebook group”

“Oh Sana, no, no, no. I didn’t mean any of that.”

“Sure you didn’t Vilde”

“No, I mean I was doing it to gain Sara’s trust” Vilde confessed

“What are you talking about?”

“I have a suspicion, I thought Sara was planning on…well, throw you off of the bus so I wanted to gain her trust so she would tell me. That’s why I said that stuff about you. But then you left the bus and…”

“I left the bus ‘cause I knew she wasn’t going to allow me to be there” Sana interrupted her “I heard some pepsimax girls talking about it”

“Oh…so my suspicion was right…”

“That’s really mean” Eva said

That girl is going to hear me” Chris said preparing to fight Sara

“Wait, Chris, stop” Sana said “It’s not worth it, I don’t want to fight her anymore. I’m just tired”

“But Sana…” Vilde said

“It’s okay. You can still be in the bus, girls, I don’t mind”

“What? No. We’re a team. Either we’re all in the bus or no one is” Vilde stated

“Exactly” Eva supported her idea while Chris nodded.

“And Sana I really am sorry about what I said, I was just trying to help” Vilde said

“I know, it’s okay. Like I told Noora, we’re really bad a communication”

Vilde nodded and smiled

“Okay, now that everything’s clear. You have to tell us who you like” Eva said

“Ugh, it’s nothing” Sana said rolling her eyes

“Come on Sana, we’ve been waiting 2 years for you to like someone. Who is it?” Vilde asked excited

Sana sighed, they were not going to give up

Okay…it’s…Yousef” she said almost inaudible

“Who?” Chris asked

“Yousef” Sana said louder this time

“Yousef? As in Adam’s friend Yousef?” Eva asked

“Yes”

“He’s so hot!” Chris said

“Omg, I’m so happy for you Sana. Does he like you back?” Vilde asked

“He does, he totally does. He’s so gone for her” Noora confirmed with a smile

“Aww we’re going to have a new couple in the group, yaay!” Vilde squealed

“Okay, okay, you’re getting ahead of yourselves” Sana said standing up “And I need to go study”

She waved goodbye and started her way to the stairs

“You can go, but you can’t escape us!” Eva yelled after her “You’ll end up telling us all the details”

-x-

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