you are totally not fair

Can’t spell Caring without Car

Watching football, there are a lot of commercials where people are seemingly giving family members or themselves a car for Christmas. Is that really a thing? Do people really have that much money to just buy a car for their spouse on a whim. I feel like a car is a pretty detailed choice to make with all the options and whatnot, but I suppose if you have that much money kinda doesn’t matter. Seems like a good way to either buy love or just really passive aggressively shine someone on.

Merry Christmas! I put us $70k in debt for a Mercedes I hope you like! Thanks for the socks you got me. Totally fair.

10

“Hasn’t he suffered enough? My vote is yes. He has. I mean, Jason assaulted Evelyn, Evelyn assaulted him back; that sounds fair to me. Sounds like justice at work. To be just… It has to be fair, and that’s what Ms. Rivers asserts. You know, I can’t really disagree with that. In purely pound of flesh terms, Mr. Karr certainly gave up a hell of a lot more than he got. Fair? Not a chance.

To be totally fair, you should given Jason one of Evelyn’s breasts, an arm maybe. That’s only fair, and as we have now decided, that means it’s just. Jason Karr forcibly raped Evelyn Bundy when she was little more than a child, but to tack a prison sentence on Mr. Karrs’ already gargantuan suffering would tip the balance of justice in Ms. Bundy’s favor and hey, there’s no way that’s fair so there’s no way that’s just.

A man, whose store burns down, rushes out, buys some gasoline, a book of matches and sets the house of the arsonist on fire. Hey it’s fair, so that means it’s just.

A man, whose children had been murdered, buys a gun and splatters the brains of the killers’ children all over their bedroom walls. It’s fair. It’s just.

Why bother with cops or courts? If it’s fair, it has to be just.

Let the blood flow on the streets, I say.

Oh wait, you don’t like it? I say get a bigger pair of boots.

anonymous asked:

hello! i don't think i've requested this before (please forgive me if i have!!), but could i request a sort of "friends to lovers" au with joshua from svt? thank you so much for your time!

find friends - to - lover!seungcheol (here)

  • you and joshua met at summer camp in middle school because you two were the only kids who actually read books on the bus ride to and from the camp ground
  • and literally all the other kids spent the time playing games or shouting but nope. you and joshua sat by each other, silently, reading
  • and you two,,,,,,just kinda naturally became a duo,,,,,,,like you were always partners for sporting events and helped each other during arts and crafts
  • and it was cute,,,,,,,,all the counselors thought you guys were adorable and the other kids would call you the shy couple but you and joshua,,,,like,,,,,,,you just became inseparable
  • and throughout the years you supported each other as friends until you know,,,,,,you guys started to come out of being shy and stuff and funnily enough you and joshua got into the habit of being like sorta competitive when it came to school
  • and you guys just got inside jokes about out-doing the other person,,,,but like all in good fun??? never seriously or in a mean way
  • you also gossip with each other like,,,,people see you and josh and are like woW such diligent, polite students but LOL you and him have your fair share of savageness
  • but it’s totally a bestfriend thing where you meet up to get coffee to study but in reality you spend time quizzing each other and complaining about shitty professors while also reminiscing about the past 
  • “joshua remember when you got 100 on our first chem quiz as freshmen.” 
  • “yeah, what about-”
  • “remember i got 103 because i did the extra credit (—:”
  • “,,,,,,are you really bringing that up? do i have to remind you of what else happened to us as freshmen? mainly what happened between you and that hoshi ki-”
  • “oK JOSHUA SH”
  • but as much as you’re jokingly being sarcastic with each other you truly care about each other and ,,,,,that’s why when joshua tells you he’s got extended family coming over,,,,and they’ve literally not let it go about him not being in a relationship and so,,,,,,,,if you could pleaSE just fake date him for this dinner,,,,,,,
  • you say yes,,,,because how can you say no???
  • only problem is the minute you show up the hongs are all like fiNALLY YOU Two ARE DAting,,,,,we always knew it would come to this!!!!
  • and joshua’s mom is nudging you because,,,,,,hey she’s been trying to get joshua to make a move since long before and joshua is like m OM
  • and you’re both sitting at the dinner table,,,,and yes it’s awkward but you’ve been to their house so many times that somehow??? it’s not
  • like it actually feels super,,,,,,nice and natural
  • because you know joshua and his family and even his extended family don’t seem hard to get along with at all
  • and for most of the dinner,,,,,,you forget that it’s fake
  • the smiles you and joshua share,,,,,the joking around with his parents,,,,,,,
  • it’s all something you’ve done before but ,,,, when joshua grabs your hand and brings it to his lips as a show for his family,,,,,,you can’t help but feel your heart race
  • and his lips are so warm on your skin
  • and before you know it you’re looking at joshua’s profile,,,,how pretty his eyes are,,,,,how he’s got such handsome features,,,,,, how he’s not the shy boy at camp but ,,,,,,,,, the drop dead gorgeous best friend of yours
  • who probably could date anyone,,,,,but,,,,,choose to have you by his side for this
  • and you’re like arguing with yourself because no,,,no he chose you because you’re his best friend,,,,he could trust you not to mess up in front of his family,,,,,,but then again joshua has other friends,,,,,to ask,,,,,,,,
  • and you can’t help the sinking feeling in your stomach when the dinner ends and joshua’s mom is encouraging him to walk you home
  • and you’re going along the sidewalk in silence and joshua is like “thank you for helping me tonight,,,,,,seriously they wouldn’t get off my back”
  • and you try to strain out a laugh because ahh yeah this was all a joke,,,,,,a lie,,,,,,
  • but as you get to your front door you’re like “joshua i-”
  • and he’s like “wait,,,,,,i just,,,,,,,i have a question,,,,”
  • and you’re like,,, what is it??? and he’s like “well i was thinking about how everyone was like,,,,,, talking about how they expected us to date,,,,,do you think that’s true?? that we,,,make a good couple,,,,,”
  • and joshua’s cheeks are pink,,,,eyes flicking around from you to the floor and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,oh
  • but you’re like “i mean i guess we are - we fooled everyone in your fami-”
  • but he shakes his head and he’s like “i mean,,,,,do you think we,,,,,,we could be something more?” and you’re like “,,,,,,,if i say yes will you think that’s weird?”
  • but joshua looks up and breathes a sigh of relief and he’s like no,,, not at all,,,,,,i thought i was the weird one for thinking tonight was so,,,,natural,,,,
  • and you look at him,,,,,still dressed up a bit because his mom had made him put on a tie because of formal dinner attire or whatever,,,,and the way you’ve only seen joshua flustered when he was a shy kid ,,,,, and how cute it looks on him
  • the unsure,,,,stuttery joshua,,,,,,,you’ve missed him
  • and you take a step closer to him and joshua swallows and looks down at you and you take a hold of his wrist and lean in and he closes his eyes,,,,,,,,,,
  • but you kiss his cheek and you’re like “how about we go on a real date soon,,,,,,” and joshua is like sure,,,,where??? and you shrug and you’re like “surprise me,,,,whatever you choose will be fun. im sure.” and you give him a little wave as you go inside
  • and you almost fall over yourself when the door closes because oh my god your best friend,,,,,might be your boyfriend very v e r y soon
  • and joshua is still standing frozen on the spot, hand over the spot where you kissed him because,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh my god his best friend,,,,,might be,,,,,,,the One,,,,,
2. Kissing // Nurseydex

« {Part 2 of my Valentine’s collection.} »

a/n: this is loosely inspired by that scene from the webcomic Always Raining Here because i read the whole thing a couple of nights ago and let me tell you, there were feelings. enjoy!

“Eat shit, Nurse,” Dex said, taking another swig of his beer. “I told you that you didn’t stand a chance.”

“No fair, man. I totally would have won if you hadn’t blue-shelled me there at the end,” Nursey grumbled. He set down the Wii remote and got to his feet, trying to figure out how drunk he was. No dizziness or major balance fuckery, it seemed, but his head definitely felt kinda fuzzy. Now was probably a good time to start chugging some water; he still had homework to do later. He went to fish his water bottle out of his backpack.

“I only blue-shelled you because you blue-shelled me the last lap,” Dex said. “I won that fair and square.”

“Psh. If I were sober—”

“Dude, you only had three shots. You’re 6’2”. You’re fine.”

“Yeah, but you only had, like, a beer and a half, so between the two of us, I’m definitely the more impaired one here.”

Dex rolled his eyes. “Just admit I won. Stop being such a sore loser.”

“Well maybe you’re a sore winner.”

“I know you’re an English major, but ‘sore winner’ is not a thing.”

Nursey shook his head in mock outrage. “You come into my house—”

“Your house? This is my dorm room, Nurse,” Dex laughed. “You’re in my dorm room, playing on my Wii, drinking my alcohol.”

“…Touché,” Nursey admitted, returning to his spot next to Dex on Dex’s couch. He was probably sitting a little closer to Dex than was strictly necessary. He could try to blame the shots for that, but like Dex said, he was a 200-pound hockey player. Three shots of Fireball spaced out over the last hour really wasn’t much for someone his size. If he hadn’t been a city boy with no driver’s license, he could probably still legally drive.

The real problem, Nursey thought as he glanced at Dex out of the corner of his eye, wasn’t the alcohol—it was his stupid crush on his attractive yet probably tragically straight teammate. But that wasn’t really something he liked to dwell on.

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Flirt - Theo Raeken

Originally posted by onlyharryforever

warnings: swearing, mentions of sexual activities, lotso alcohol so underaged drinking, very belated request
word count: 4535 (THATS WHAT IM TALKIN ABOUT I WROTE IT IN 1 DAY)
requested by anon! again sorry the request took me forever to get to ya, but i didn’t forget! although I did change some things around… hope you still like it tho


“Kiss me if I’m wrong, but dinosaurs still exist right?”

 You turned from where you stood on the steps of the school, and rose an eyebrow at Theo Raeken.  He winked, bounding up the stairs towards you.  “And how are you this mornings, darling flower?” You rolled your eyes, but let him walk next to you anyways.

 “I am absolutely wonderful now that I have Mr Raeken escorting me into the building.  And you?”

 “Well I do find myself fancying walking with you, flower” He replied.  You laughed to yourself as you headed into the school.

 “Nice chatting as always Raeken.  See you later”

 “Adios Chica”

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When We Collide (Part 11)

Pairing: Assistant!Y/N/CEO!Luke

Rating: NC-17

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Summary: He is the definition of high class smart ass, swimming in Dom Pierre Pérignon champagne and has never seen the shadow of poverty. She is underprivileged, lives in a messy dorm room on sale and struggles working as an assistant after being thrown out of college. But how will they collide when Luke makes Y/N pregnant after a drunkenly one night stand?

When We Collide on Wattpad

”Okay so, how about this one?”

“Oh no, Holly no…. Too beige colored it makes your hips look bigger than necessary.” Luke replied with a glass of bobbly champagne in his hand, eyes scanning her body and his feet tapping against the marble floor to the beat of the background music.

You looked up from your papers with a huge sigh sincerely wishing that you could be anywhere else than stuck with those two in some kind of small expensive shop a few streets away from your office building.

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anonymous asked:

I love your textposts! Your edits are so clean! I need moreee! You should totally make the dedicated Zack Fair post!! I would die!!!!!

Well, if you insist!! I’m a people pleaser, after all...when the request lines up with exactly what I want ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ


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Classic Who: Starter Pack/List of Recommended Stories

So, you love Doctor Who and want to see what the Classic series is all about. But, you know, it ran for 26 years and it’s fucking huge and just way too daunting, and something about missing episodes?? Help?? Never fear. 

The great thing about Doctor Who, especially Classic Who, is that watching it in order really isn’t that important. 

So, as far as I’m concerned, the best way to get into Classic Who is to sample a bit of each Doctor, and see what takes. And so here is my list of recommendations for each Doctor for those of you wanting to give this beautiful low budget sci-fi meme-factory masterpiece a try. 

  • Note 1: Classic Who is formatted differently to New Who. It’s made up of ‘serials’, which are storylines of anything from 2-10 episodes, 25 minutes each. Most are 4, but 2 and 6 parters are also common in some eras. So I’m recommending the serials, as opposed to episodes, obviously. 
  • Note 2: I want to express that this is my personal rec list, and what I think people will enjoy/enjoyed myself. I’m not claiming that these are definitely the best storylines or the ones people will enjoy most because Doctor Who is an incredibly subjective show, and deciding on ‘best’ storylines is so difficult. So, this list is fallible, probably, but I hope you like it anyway. 

These are listed, in chronological order, with serial title, then companions, and then any additional notes I have about the story. 

(Italicised serial title is my top rec for that era if you’re just looking for one of each, with the exception of The Unearthly Child because it’s the first one so just watch it, okay?)

First Doctor

  • An Unearthly Child (not the unaired pilot version, the proper first episode!! If Susan is drawing weird shit on paper you’re watching the wrong one) - Ian, Barbara and Susan - just episode 1 and first half of ep 2, once they leave the TARDIS you’re good to stop unless you want to keep going which is totally fair but it’s just a lot of cavemen grunting about fire really, though there is an interesting moment where the Doctor wants to kill a dude with a rock
  • The Aztecs - Ian, Barbara, and Susan - okay basically if you want the serious historical storyline go with this one, otherwise see The Romans
  • The Dalek Invasion of Earth - Ian, Barbara and Susan 
  • The Romans - Ian, Barbara, and Vicki (newly joined) - if you want the funny, very silly historical storyline, go with this one, otherwise, go Aztecs

Second Doctor

  • The Mind Robber - Zoe and Jamie
  • The War Games  - Zoe and Jamie (as a warning, it’s fucking 10 episodes long but really good if a little stretched out) - first naming of and appearance of Time Lords as a people, Two’s regeneration episode 

Third Doctor

Three’s era has way too many great serials so I’m just gonna let you pick from what you think sounds good. All of these feature the Brigadier to some capacity, too. 

  • Spearhead in Space - Liz (first appearance) - important for getting an idea of what the UNIT situation is, first Auton appearance, first episode following the regeneration
  • Inferno - Liz - it’s basically an “all the Doctors friends are evil!AU verse” story
  • Terror of the Autons - Jo (first appearance), first appearance of the Master
  • The Sea Devils - iconic Best Enemies serial (the sword fight!), has the Silurian’s “cousins” the Sea Devils, plus the actual Navy and lots of boats
  • The Three Doctors - Jo - MULTI DOCTOR, First and Second Doctor, first appearance of Omega
  • The Time Warrior - Sarah Jane (first appearance) - first Sontaran appearance, first naming of Gallifrey! 

Fourth Doctor

  • Genesis of the Daleks - Sarah Jane and Harry - first Davros appearance/Dalek origin stuff! TMA/TWF in Series 9 of New Who is basically a sequel to this story
  • Invasion of Time - Leela - set on Gallifrey with Time Lords and Sontarans
  • City of Death - Romana II (Time Lady companion!!) - centred around the Mona Lisa kinda 

Fifth Doctor

  • The Five Doctors - Tegan and Turlough - plus old companions, MULTI DOCTOR, first five doctors except Four
  • Caves of Androzani - Peri (newly joined) - very acclaimed story, Five’s regeneration episode, think Phantom of the Opera meets alien mining shit  

Sixth Doctor

I’ve not seen enough of his first season so this is my main rec, along with the whole Trial of a Time Lord season if you’re looking for more Six. 

  • Mark of the Rani - Peri - first appearance of the Rani (another renegade Time Lord, amoral scientist who was at school with the Doc and the Master, hates them both lmao), plus the Master, it’s a big messy school reunion set during the Industrial Revolution

Seventh Doctor

  • Remembrance of the Daleks - Ace - set at Coal Hill, Ace beats a Dalek up with a baseball bat, literally creating the “defining moment of awesome” trope because she’s that iconic
  • The Happiness Patrol - Ace - dystopia where unhappiness is illegal, the TARDIS gets painted pink

Eighth Doctor 

  • The 1996 movie - Grace - take the ‘half human’ thing with a grain of salt because Eight is a little shit and the Master was dealing with shifty information

And there we are!

If anyone gets through this list and wants to ask for additional recs, feel free to come into my inbox, I’m always up for helping others get into the joy that is Classic Who. 

Otherwise, sit back, strap in, and prepare to laugh at some questionable guest acting, stuffy Time Lords in stupid clothes, and of course the old/cheap special effects. And of course, enjoy, because the storylines are still solid as HELL and so are the main characters. 

anonymous asked:

I love your writing so much! Your Yoosung X MC X Seven headcons are soooo amazing. When are you doing more? If I can could I suggest doing some fluff like a date night with the three maybe a bedtime with the three.

(I got too excited when I got this message, first of all, thank you so much anon you’re so sweet <3 second! I’m currently working on a date night that’ll be done soon so I hope you’re okay with me going for the bedtime prompt~ I’m going to keep this sfw but if anyone wants a…not so sfw version let me know ;) )

-3AM ticked over on your computer as you continued to click away on whatever it was you were looking up
-Yoosung had finished playing his game awhile ago and decided to lazily lay down on the couch beside you
-It didn’t take long before he was dozing off, the soft feeling of you stroking his hair, head laying just beside your lap
-You looked over and smiled softly before leaning down to give him a small kiss
-You probably woke him up but he wasn’t complaining
-He smiled and let out a hum to spur you on so you kissed him a bit deeper, drawing the kiss out for a few minutes
-”Awwwwww~”
-You both turned to look at Saeyoung who had turned his chair from his desk to look at you both, that smirk of a smile on his face
-”What about me~? You didn’t think you could get away without kissing me did you~?”
-You both roll your eyes, Yoosung being the first one to get up and go towards Saeyoung, putting his hands on either side of his jaw and giving him a deep kiss, pushing Saeyoung back in his chair
-They kept going and you rolled your eyes seeing Saeyoung lift a hand to motion you to come over as well
-You get up and stroll over, his hand coming around your waist and tugging you closer towards him
-When he pulls away from Yoosung you can see he was noticeably red, how Yoosung managed to fluster himself when he was the initiator, you had no idea but it was absolutely adorable
-You smile and push your lips gently to his, so soft that there’s hardly contact and he lets out an incredibly annoyed sound, trying to push up to deepen the kiss, only for you to pull away
-You can hear Yoosung chuckling beside you, and it only makes you want to do it more
-He pulls away and pouts at you, finally, his face stained with a beautiful soft pink now as well
-”Yoosung~ Could you please show ‘____’ how to please their god”
-Yoosung doesn’t waste much time basically jumping back into Saeyoung’s lap
-There was no end in Yoosung’s sight as he happily pressed deeper into the kiss
-You can’t help but giggle, it was such an adorable sight 
-With Yoosung still happily in his lap, Saeyoung starts pushing the rolling chair towards the bedroom, waving good bye to you as he runs off with Yoosung
-You of course chase after them, grabbing onto the back of the chair to halt it, bending over Saeyoung’s chair and cooing “Yoooosung~” 
-The boy finally pulls off Saeyoung and happily reaches over to pull you into a deep kiss
-The whines of annoyance and cries that this totally wasn’t fair were making you both smile against each other
-Yoosung pops off of Saeyoung and you both plop onto the bed and coo for him to come over 
-”No need to whine~ We’re all yours”
-The growl from Saeyoung is almost primal as he pushes himself out of the chair and jumps onto the bed and starts tickling you both to the best of his ability
-You all bust into laughter and jokingly try to break free from him
-After a couple of minutes you’re all panting from laughing so hard
-Yoosung and you nuzzle up to Saeyoung and start kissing him all over his face and neck
-You both loved spoiling him so much
-You also finally give him the deep slow kiss he wanted, he always says it’s so much sweeter when he has to work for it
-Of course after that Yoosung was wanting another from both of you as well
-You all pass out together snuggled up on the bed
-Yoosung passed out first, you and Saeyoung watching and whispering about how adorable he is
-You watched Saeyoung pass out next, head rested atop Yoosung’s, smiling softly with both his arms wrapped tightly around you both
-You happily drift off feeling so grateful for the two wonderful men beside you

Bonus:

Not Fair | Toni Topaz


(Y/n)’s relationship with Sweet Pea was strictly platonic, for one. Second, they were like siblings to each other. However, Toni Topaz had absolutely zero clue. She was oblivious to the fact that their flirts were fake and playful. So, as she watched, she had an eyebrow raised with an angered look.

Sweet Pea held his arm around (y/n)’s shoulder, a flirty smile plastered on his face. Toni scoffed, catching their attention. Jughead smirked, already hearing Toni complain about this. (Y/n), however, was utterly oblivious to why Toni seemed so upset. Thinking it must be something someone said, she snuggled into Sweet Pea for a moment, waiting to hear the complaint.

“Are you two a thing now?” Toni asked, but before she let the two answer, she continued. “It’s stupid that I think it’s unfair, you know. It’s not fair how I’m still in total, complete love with you, but you obviously found someone new. Not to mention, one of my best friends, Sweet Pea.” With a huff, turn of head, and crossed arms, she finished.

A laugh came from (y/n) and Sweet Pea before (y/n) began. “You’re oblivious.” She said, causing Toni to snap at her. “I love you, Toni. We’re like siblings. We’ve always been like siblings.” (Y/n) laughed louder.

“Then why aren’t you kissing me yet?” Toni raised a sarcastic brow. (Y/n) rolled her eyes, coming to Toni’s side, sitting on her lap, and kissing her tenderly.

5

Your life had gotten a lot better ever since Magnus had kind of adopted you. Growing up as a warlock had always been a challenge but now you not only had a mentor and father figure, but also friends. Two of them you liked especially and they seemed just as interested.

At least as far as you could tell when they were arguing in the corner about who actually had the right to take you out that night. 

Magnus listen to them slightly amused, when Alec broke them up.
“Okay this is enough. None of you two will go anywhere with (y/n).”
Raphael and Simon both looked confused at the Shadowhunter in front of them, both ready to complain, when Magnus moved up to stand next to Alec.
“I think Alec is right. Didn’t you want to do a movienight with us, anyway? Right (y/n)?” He gave you a meaningful look and you smiled at him.
He had given you a home and Alec accepted you as a new part of his life so fast you couldn’t deny them anything.
“Right. I totally forgot.”

“But… that’s not fair!”, Simon complained and Raphael jumped right into it.
“Why tonight? I finally have a free night, Magnus! You do this on purpose!”

“Calm down, both of you! You are undead, she is immortal”, Magnus remembered them. “You have all the time of the world to decide what this… is… between you… three.”
Alec’s face said something else, like this wouldn’t happend, at least not as long as he was alive.

“You two are acting like you are her parents.” Simon pouted. 

Magnus acted like he was thinking about it for a second.
“Technical we are so get out, the dads want a movienight with their daughter!” 


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Partners in (Fighting) Crime Chapter 2: Fights and Friends

Originally posted by hardyness

Masterlist  Partner’s in (Fighting) Crime

Relationships: Peter Parker x fem!hero!reader (romantic), Michelle x reader (platonic)

Warnings: FLUFF!!!! Swearing, the occasional dirty joke, and some light violence.

Summary: Peter fights Flash after school and gets hurt pretty badly so you step in and take him down yourself and then bring Peter back home with Ned and Michelle, and you two get some alone time to get to know each other better at the end of the day ;) 

A/N: I’m so glad you all liked part one! I’ve been working really hard on this story and I think I came up with a really creative and unique idea so I’m glad it’s getting good feedback! I’ve also gotten some inspiration from a lot of Ariana Grande songs for later parts, in part because of this awesome two-part Side to Side by @imaginez4u ,they’re really great I’d highly recommend checking out their stuff! This part is going to have a lot of fluffy cuteness between Peter and the reader! I hope you enjoy!


Peter stood on the football field inside the gates where you, Michelle, Ned and a few other students had gathered to watch the fight between Peter and Flash. “Are you sure you still want to do this Peter?” You ask him and he smiles at you. 

“Don’t worry Y/N, Peter’s gonna be just fine.” Ned comments confidently and smiles. 

“Why do you think that Ned?” Michelle asks and Peter’s eyes widen and he shoots Ned an angry glare. Ned stammered a bit. 

“Uh well because-” Peter moved his hands in a ‘come on dude say something’ motion, but stopped and scratched the back of his head and smiled when you turned to him. “He’s been working out a lot lately. I mean even our gym teacher thinks he’s improving a lot.” 

“I wouldn’t exactly trust the opinion of a guy who after teaching a class about our health then proceeds to eat a dozen donuts.” Michelle says. 

“You can do it Peter!” You cheer him on and he smiles and blushes a bit from your encouragement. Wow, Y/N’s cheering me on. He thinks to himself. She’s so pretty, and nice, and sweet, I thought I was invisible to girls like her but now it looks like one day she might be into- Everyone gasped as Flash’s fist hit the side of Peter’s head and Peter fell over onto the ground. You gasped and covered your mouth with your hands, watching with a worried expression as Peter stood back up, rubbing the side of his head.

“Hey!” Michelle called out to Flash. “What was that? That totally wasn’t fair he didn’t see you coming! ( get it? ;) )”

“Well it ain’t my fault he was staring at h/c hotness over there while I was coming up behind him.” Flash says. You scoff and look disgusted and Flash winked at you. “And I can see why. Hey there gorgeous, what’s say after this you and I go grab something to eat?” He flirts and you look away from him. You noticed that Peter was just standing there. Why wasn’t he trying to fight Flash. “Hey Penis Parker what’s wrong?” He whines with a pouty face. “Can’t take a punch?” 

“Nah you’re just not worth it.” Peter says and you smile. You liked that he wasn’t just some pigheaded hubris filled guy that would eagerly jump into a fight. 

“And by that you mean you’re scared.” Flash taunts and all the students start booing Peter. You looked at Peter sadly, you didn’t like how Flash was treating him. “That comes with having a tiny penis Parker!” Flash laughs and you could see Peter clenching his fists. “And those three loser friends of yours are scared of me too. They know no one in this school is cooler than me.” He zeroes in on you. “And if that chick is dumb enough to keep hanging out with you, then maybe I’ll come up with a little nickname for her too-” He groaned in pain when Peter’s fist collided with his jaw. 

“Don’t threaten my friends.” Peter says.

“Alright let’s brawl Parker.” Flash says and the two boys start fighting. 

You watch carefully and notice that it seems like Peter’s holding back. It looked like he was even letting Flash get a few hits on him. MJ and Ned were cheering him on, begging him to keep fighting. You hoped he could pull through too, but then you saw some blood come from Peter’s lip as Flash punched him in the jaw. And you couldn’t stop yourself. You skillfully climbed the gate and jumped over it and strode confidently up to Flash and tapped his shoulder. He smirked. 

“So you changed your mind?” He asks. You giggle and smile at him. 

“Yeah I did.” You say and he bites his lip and looks you up and down. Ned and MJ looked shocked from your betrayal and Peter felt his heart break a bit. I should have known. He thought sadly and groaned in pain.

“Alright then. How about a kiss for the victor?” He asks and closes his eyes and puckers his lips. 

“Of course.” You say seductively and lick your lips before punching him hard in the mouth, sending him flying to the ground, and he probably lost a tooth or two. The crowd had gone silent. “What?” You asked them. “I thought he said he wanted a fist. It’s hard to hear him over his huge ego.” You say and step over Flash, completely ignoring him. 

“Hey are you okay?” You ask him and he looks up at you and smiles. 

“I’m fine. Just a little bruised that’s all.” Peter says like it’s nothing. Michelle uses her lock pick to unlock the gate and you drape Peter’s arm over your shoulders and help him walk to the gate. While Flash watched in a state of utter disbelief. 

“Guys, guys, I’m fine.” Peter says, trying to push Michelle and Ned away as they nurse his wounds. Michelle holding a frozen steak to his eye and Ned with bandages and rubbing alcohol.

“Dude come on just let us help you.” Ned begs and dabs a cut on his friend’s temple with a cotton ball making Peter wince. 

“Yeah I needed some excuse to head to the butcher and get some frozen meat.” Michelle says and Ned and Peter gave her a strange look. “What?” She asks. They hear the doorbell. “That’s probably Y/N with your sandwich.” Michelle says. “Here hold this.” She says and tosses the steak at Peter but he wasn’t watching and it ended up hitting him in the crotch. He let out a loud groan of pain bent over and Michelle cringed. “Sorry.” She apologizes and goes to get the door. 

“Do you think Aunt May will be upset when she finds out you got in a fight?” Ned asks Peter. 

“Well I’ll probably heal up before she comes home tomorrow, but I imagine she’ll be mad.” Peter says and smiles at you when you walk in with a sandwich. 

“Hey, how are you feeling?” You ask him and sit down next to him on his bed. 

“A lot better thanks.” Peter says. “Thanks for sticking up for me today. Again. That was some wicked punch.” 

“Yeah I bet Flash will be feeling that one for the whole weekend.” Ned says. You blush. 

“It was nothing. That jerk had it coming.” You say and hand Peter his sandwich. “I don’t know what kind you usually get so I just got one that I’d usually get…” Peter’s eyes widened and his smile grew as he heard you describing the exact same sandwich he usually got at the Deli, that had been rebuilt recently. “With pickles and pressed in one of those panini presses.” You finish and Michelle walks over to Peter and gently closes his jaw for him. “You okay?” You ask him and he snaps out of his trance. 

“Y-Yeah I’m fine it’s just that that’s the exact same sandwich I usually get.” Peter says and you gasp and smile. 

“Really?” You ask and he nods. 

“Here have half of it.” He offers. 

“No no no Peter I couldn’t-” You try to push it back but he presses it towards you more. Both of you blushing at the contact of your fingers. 

“I insist. You’ve done so much for me today you deserve this.” He says and you cave and take a bite of your half of the sandwich and Peter takes a bite of his. 

“Isn’t it crazy.” Ned says. 

“What?” Michelle asks. 

“How they finish each other’s sandwiches.” Ned says and Michelle’s nostrils flare. 

“Oh you did not just quote Frozen!” She yells at him and hoists him up by his shirt and drags him out of the bedroom while you and Peter laugh.

“Aw come on Michelle, you see it too don’t you?” Ned asks and she turns to him. 

“See what?” She asks. 

“The chemistry that they’ve got brewing in there.” Ned raises his eyebrows a bit. 

“They have that class together. Of course something’s brewing.” Michelle says, still oblivious to what’s going on. Ned groans. 

“Come on. You totally know. Their mental synchronization can have but one explanation.”

“What?” Michelle asks flatly. 

“That Y/N and Pete, were just meant to be-” Michelle silenced him so the two possible lovers in question wouldn’t hear Ned. 

“Say goodbye, to the pain of the past.” Michelle decides to sing and takes Ned’s hand and leads him to the door. “We don’t have to feel it anymore. Love is an open door!” She swings the door open and pushes him out and shuts it. She hears a knock on the door. 

“Do you wanna build a snowman?” He asks softly. 

“Go away Ned.” She answers. 

“Okay bye…” He says and then turns to find you and Peter clapping. She looks utterly confused until Ned comes back in with a big smile on his face. 

“You guys planned this didn’t you!” She exclaims and you all laugh. 

“I thought it would be funny and help lighten the mood.” Ned says. 

“Wait so you told her what sandwich I usually get?” Peter asks.

“No dude that wasn’t planned at all, that was totally unexpected.” Ned says and you and Peter lock eyes for a brief moment and then turn back to Ned. “More unexpected than Leia being Luke’s sister am I right?” He asks and Peter and Ned high five. You look confused. 

“What are you guys talking about?” You ask and Peter and Ned look confused.

“Wait have you never seen Star Wars?” They ask and you nod. Both of them scream in horror and Michelle covers her ears. 

 “Ouch! Guys what the hell! So she hasn’t seen your little dork movie what’s the big deal-” Michelle says then Ned pushes her aside and he and Peter each grab one of your arms and pull you over to the couch, slightly against your will and push you down on it. 

 “You are not allowed to leave this couch until you’ve seen the original trilogy.” Peter says. “I’m going to go make some popcorn, Ned fire up the movie.” 

 “I’m going to go home.” Michelle says. 

 “No MJ please stay!” You beg her and mouth “Don’t leave me alone with them please.” And made a small begging motion with your hands, which of course means she stayed because she’s such a good friend. 

 Halfway through the first movie you were invested. The only time you moved was to take a piece of popcorn out of the bowl. At one point it seemed like Peter had the same idea and his hand slid on top of yours, pulling you both out of your trance and looking into each other’s eyes. It was then you realized how beautiful they were. They reminded you of chocolate. Little did you know that he was thinking about how pretty your eyes were too. Suddenly an action scene came on and reclaimed your attentions to the film. There were popcorn fights and the occasional debate Ned and Peter would have over some minute detail. 

 “Dude I’m telling you Han shot first!” Ned says. 

 “No it was totally Greedo (I think that’s the name I haven’t seen the movie in awhile 😂) George Lucas even said it himself!” 

 “Does it matter?” You ask, sitting next to Michelle, both of you sporting bored expressions. 

 “Yes! It’s one of the biggest debates in the fandom!” Peter says and you smiled a bit from how passionate he seemed about this whole thing. It really was rather cute. 

 “Han shot first!” Ned says. 

“Greedo shot!” Peter says. 

 “I’ll shoot you both if you don’t sit your asses down and let us enjoy the movie.” Michelle says and the boys exchange a look. 

 “Yes Ma'am.” They both say and sit back down on the couch. 

So that was Michelle’s secret power. You’d have to keep that in mind for the future. By the time you had reached the third film you were resting your head on Peter’s shoulder and he subtly rested his arm on the back of the couch, imagining if he would ever get lucky enough to wrap it around your shoulders. The movie ended and Peter stretched and realized where you were and his face turned fifty shades of red. He looked at Ned and the two of them mouthed 

“Oh my God.” To each other. You looked up at Peter. 

 “You make a comfy pillow.” You tell him and he smiles. 

“Thanks. I try.” Peter answers and you giggle, prompting him to laugh. Michelle smiled, she had to admit you two were pretty cute. 

 “I had a lot of fun with you guys tonight. We should do this again sometime!” You suggest. 

 “Yeah I mean Y/n/N still needs to see the prequels.” Michelle points out. 

 “No!” Ned and Peter shout and Peter covers your ears. 

 “She’s pure right now, we don’t need to taint it by having her watch those abominations.” Ned says and you remove Peter’s hands from your head, but you still hold onto them gently. 

 “You don’t own me.” You tell Peter and that instantly reminds him of something Dragonfly said to him the other night. “I watch what I want, where I want, with who I want.” You tell all three of them and give Peter’s hand a gentle squeeze. 

 “Okay well we should all get going. Y/n/N do you need a ride home?” Michelle asks. 

 “Not this time MJ. My foster dad’s coming to get me.” You tell her.

 “Foster dad?” Peter asks and looks at you. 

 “What happened to your parent-” Michelle slaps a hand over Ned’s mouth to silence him. 

 “I really don’t want to talk about it.” You tell them and look into your lap. A jolt of warmth ran through you when Peter put his hand on your arm and rubbed gently. 

 “That’s okay. I know what it feels like to lose your parents.” He tells you and you feel bad for him and give him a hug. He’s a bit shocked at first but then he reciprocates and the two of you pull apart. You, Ned and Michelle head to the door. 

“Thanks for letting us hang out Peter. See you tomorrow bro.” Ned says and fist bumps Peter before leaving. 

 “Goodbye Peter. Try not to get beat up again.” Michelle says. 

 “I make no promises.” Peter says as she leaves. 

 “Thanks for letting me hang out with you today. You, MJ and Ned may be the kindest people I’ve ever met.” You tell him. 

“Well I’m happy to be your friend.” Peter says. “You’re a really cool girl, I’d love to hang out with you more.” 

 “You too.” You tell Peter and blush a bit. Your phone buzzed. “Well my ride’s here, goodnight Peter.”

 “Goodnight Y/N.” He tells you and shuts the door. Both of you leaned on it from opposite sides and slid down to the floor. 

 “She’s incredible.” He mutters to himself. 

 “He’s amazing.” You say to yourself.


A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Feedback is highly recommended and appreciated! Part 3 coming soon!

I Can Do It Myself- Frederik Andersen

Originally posted by breakmystrings

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Ok so I like how this turned out even if there’s not a lot of Freddie interaction in this one. Sorry. But there’s more Freddie coming up in my queue! So yay! Let me know what you guys think! Enjoy!

Warning: none!

Anon Request: Pls pls pls do more Freddie. Do you mind doing one where the reader is Marner’s older sister and her and Freddie hit it off and date. I LOVE YOUR BLOG SO MUCH, YOU DESERVE THE WORLD!!

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Protector (Connor M. x Reader)

Anon says - can you do a Connor Murphy x reader where he finds the readers self harm scars? If you’re uncomfortable with that then that’s ok, and you don’t have to write it. Thank you! I love your writing! 💓

Don’t worry, I’m totally okay with writing this! It is no problem, and thank you so much!!! <3 Also!! Sorry this is out so late, I’ve been doing basically everything BUT writing because I’m dumb and lame sorry!!! And sorry if this is kind of iffy, I’m not really used to writing stuff like this, but that doesn’t mean I won’t!

Words- 1510

Warnings- Self-harm, over all bad feels, mentions of suicide

You don’t remember when it started, all you remember is a dull, numb feeling of loneliness in you. Maybe it started in your young middle school years, where you finally realized that the world wasn’t always on your side. Regardless of the time, the feelings just stuck with you, all into your late high school years.

Sometimes it got to the point where you ended up having marks on your body, some deeper than others. Sometimes you almost bled out, and you didn’t try and stop it. Those marks stuck with you, both scars and fresh wounds. Which of course meant the typical long sleeves when those marks were more noticeable.

However, it’s not like you were totally alone. You had your fair share of friends who have definitely helped you in the past. And you defiantly have your friends currently that have helped you, including the school-known Connor Murphy.

You think that your odd relationship began sometime after you sat by him during lunch. That week was your first week of Freshman year, and when you were absolutely horrified of everyone- including Connor. Of course, he was hostile towards you, not aware of your intentions. He accused you of trying to make fun of him in some way, which of course you denied and continued to deny until Connor finally started making small talk- which took weeks. Since then, Connor continued to stick by your side, seeking help from you and vice versa.

It was a nice, but odd relationship, and you wouldn’t trade it for anything else.


Sitting at the typical lunch table, you fiddle with your sweater sleeves. You arrived before your friends, which is normal considering how close your last class is to the cafeteria. However, that didn’t stop the feeling of dread that picked at your chest. You shouldn’t be worrying, you know that they’ll be here. Still, you worry.

While waiting, the sleeves of your sweater gently brush against the cuts on your arms, making you flinch. Many of your previous cuts have yet to heal, making your clothing choices limited to sweaters and jackets. Not that you are totally complaining, you really like sweaters. However, that also means lots of flinching and pain when it scratches against your arms.

You are so distracted by the sweater and your worries, that you don’t even realize your friends sit down with you, or a hand waving in front of your face.

“(Y/N), what are you, blind and deaf? What the fuck, look at me.”

Your head snaps up as you look at Connor, a small frown formed on your face. Looking at him, he looks annoyed, but you can see the bit of worry in his eyes. He looks tired, as if he hasn’t slept in days. Which would make sense given his current situation.

You smile and shake your head. “Only blind, Connor. Close though.”

He huffs, a small smile forming. “Knowing the type of shit you pull, I wouldn’t doubt it.”

Connor places his elbow on the table, and rests his chin on his hand. “What are you doing after school?”

“I assume you ask me this because you want to hang out later? I have nothing else to do.”

Connor nods and begins talking to Evan, who is sitting across from him. You stayed out of the other conversations, choosing to just get done with your homework. Sure, you enjoy talking to everyone, but it would be better to finish homework now than tomorrow morning.

With the day ending, you speed walk to your locker to put away your stuff and wait for Connor. He typically arrives a few minutes after you, so you don’t have to wait too long.

After checking a few messages on your phone, a cold hand grabs your wrist, causing you to squeal. You look up to see Connor chuckling.

“What, I’m not that scary, am I?”

You roll your eyes and start walking, Connor following. “You’re a very scary boy, Connor. Spooky ghost hands and all.”

After that, Connor stayed quiet until you reached the park that you both hang out at. You walk over to a tree and plop down in front of it, stretching out. You felt your sleeves start to roll down, so you quickly put your arms down, and hold onto the end of the sleeves.

Connor sets himself next to you and leans against the tree. He glances at you and raises his eyebrow. “What’s with the sleeve work?”

You snicker. “Sleeve work?”

“Fuck you too, (Y/N). Now do you wanna answer my question?”

“Not really, thanks though, Con.”

Rolling his eyes, he grunts. “Or you can be an ass.”

You lean against Connor and gently poke his arm. “Hush, I just like holding onto my sleeves.”

While Connor didn’t completely believe what you said, he decided that it would be best to just drop it for now. Not that you would tell Connor, you couldn’t have him worrying about the cuts on your arms when he has better things to worry about.

The two of you spent hours at the tree, teasing each other, petting dogs that walked by, and just talking. Everything the two of you did there was special. Honestly, you wouldn’t mind spending eternity at the tree, reliving all of your memories.

You glance at your phone and start to stand up. However, Connor was faster, and grabbed your forearm. The sudden contact and pressure to your cuts made you cry out and you fell back down.

Instantly, Connor retracted his arm and sat up straight.

“What the fuck was that? Why did you do that?” Connor asked, raising his voice slightly.

You gently rubbed your forearm and looked at him. “Y-you just scared me is all… No big deal, sorry.”

“Give me your arm.”

“What, no-“

“(Y/N).”

“Connor.”

“You are fucking unbearable.”

You smiled slightly. “You’re still here, so I guess I’m not totally unbearable.”

“I’ll leave right now.”

“Sorry.”

You both stood up and looked at each other. It looked like Connor was about to say something, but instead he just waved and walked away. You watched him as he walked away, and frowned. You were hoping that he would want to stay at your house for the night.

Instead, you walk home alone.

It might have been midnight, or maybe ever later. However, late in the night you received a text from Connor saying something about a house. You could barley read his text, so you just set down the phone and tried to fall back asleep.

It wasn’t until you heard a light tapping on your window that you finally got up and realized that Connor really was going to come over.

Sliding out of your bed, you shuffle over to the window and open it for him. Not waiting for Connor to come inside, you move the sheets to the corner of your bed and sit down, allowing room for Connor to sit.

Connor climbs in, taking off his jacket and boots, and sits next to you. He lies back on the bed, pulling you down with him. You smile slightly as he wraps his arm around your body and pulls you close to him.

“I can see your arms.”

You freeze. You glance at your arms and your eyes widened. You didn’t realize that you were wearing a tank top, and your cuts could still be seen in the moonlight.

Panicking, you attempt to wiggle away, muttering out a mixture of apologies. You could feel your chest becoming tight as tears began to build up, threatening to spill. How could you have been so stupid? How could you let him see you like this?

“Hey… Hey, (Y/N), look at me.” Connor gently held onto you, gently taking your hand.

You slowly turn your head to look at him, tears slowly spilling. “I-I’m sorry…”

“Why are you fucking apologizing?” He whispered, gently cupping your cheek.

“Y-you shouldn’t have to worry about me, its n-no big deal, really.” You let out a small sob and bit your lip.

Connor gently pulled you into his chest. “Too late, I’m sticking by you, and you bet your ass that I’m going worry about you, you idiot.”

You let out a small laugh as the tears continue to roll down your face and onto Connor’s shirt.

“Can you show them all to me tomorrow? I’ll take care of them for you.”

“You’re s-scaring me, Connor. You’re n-never this calm.”

“Shit (Y/N), sorry that I actually care about you and want to make sure that you don’t end up like me. I don’t want to see you become a self-hating freak. Let me help you, (Y/N).”

“A-alright… Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Hush…Go to bed.” Connor mumbles, burying his face in your hair. He knows the feeling all too well, and he wants to help you. But until then, he just wants to hold you, protect you from everything.

“I’ll be here when you wake up, okay?”

“Okay.”

And with that, the two of you fell asleep.

10. Pink // Nurseydex

« {Part 10 of my Valentine’s collection.} »

a/n: it snowed on my college campus a few days ago, so i had to write something snowball fight-related. enjoy!

The moment he felt the snowball connect with the back of his neck, Dex knew—it was on.

He turned around and sure enough, there was Nursey, standing on the Haus lawn, wearing nothing more substantial than a multi-colored striped Patagonia and holding an armful of pre-packed snowballs. “Nurse!” Dex called out. “You are so dead!

“Oh, yeah. Definitely,” Nursey said, readying another snowball. “You’re totally about to hashtag-wreck me.”

Nursey didn’t get a chance to throw the snowball he was holding. Dex set his backpack down on the sidewalk in front of the house, bent down to scoop up a snowball, and threw it at Nursey’s hand. “You’re going down, Nursey,” he grinned.

Dex was raised in a household of five kids in the middle of Portland, Maine. Knowing how to participate in a snowball fight was less of a talent and more of a survival skill. If you didn’t know how to pack a snowball in under a second and a half flat, there was no way you were going to be able to defend yourself when your older sisters decide to ambush you on your way home from school. Dex was a snowball fight professional. Nursey wouldn’t even see what was coming to him.

With practiced hands, Dex scooped up two more snowballs and threw them with deathly accuracy, aiming straight for Nursey’s face. One of them hit Nursey’s chest, but the other hit its mark perfectly. Was it playing fair? No. But was it satisfying? Hell yes.

“Ow! Shit! That was savage cold, man,” Nursey said, wiping snow out of his eyes. “You aren’t messing around, are you?”

“Nope,” Dex said. “You gonna fight back or what?”

“Hell yeah, I’m fighting back.” Nursey said. “Come at me, bro.”

And so he did.

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