you have no idea how much he means to me ugh ugh ugh

Imagine Ellen setting you and Tom Up

Summery: Okay so in this imagine you are a pretty big actor who has made quite a few movies. You’re pretty famous and well known. A HUGE fan of Spiderman and Tom Holland, which Ellen knows. Little do you know that Tom is a huge fanboy of you as well. So, Ellen decided to play matchmaker and see if she can make her two guests fall in love.

 Key: (Y/N)= Your name (Y/L/N) = your last name (C/F/N)=Celebrity friend name (S/N) =Ship Name (O/C/F) =other celebrity friend __________________________________________ 

 You pace back and forth in your dressing room, trying your best to calm your nerves before going on live television. This isn’t he first time you will have been on television, but it is the first time you’ll be on the Ellen show. You had met Ellen at the last Emmy awards and you two had gotten along quite well, even becoming friends. The blonde invited you to be on the show after she saw the trailer for your latest film “Falling For a Lost Cause” about making the most out of life and love. It was kind of ironic how you played in a dramatic love story and yet had nobody for yourself to love. Well, romantically that is. Unless you count your obsession over Tom Holland. 

You had been a huge Spiderman fan ever since you were younger when you used to steal your brother’s comic books, and now that they’d come out with another reboot of the movie, you could honestly say you were in love. Toby and Andrew had also taken a toll on you as you spent countless night dreaming about them, but when Tom Holland was announced as the new web slinging hero, you fell head over heels. It may have been due to the fact that he was closer in age than the other two, or maybe it was the way his chocolate brown orbs could make you melt. 

 You had almost met him once. You were invited to the Doctor Strange premiere and saw the man of your dreams doing an interview, being his nerdy self. When your close friend (C/F/N) finally pushed you to talk to him (and I literally mean she shoved you into him) you bumped into him rather hard and stumbled, losing your footing and pulling Tom down with you while others froze, watching the embarrassing ordeal. Immediately you began spitting out apologies, stumbling over your words and turning a bright shade of red to match the shade you were pretty sure matched Tom’s as people helped you to your feet. As you stood up, Tom said nothing as he stared at you, frozen and making you more embarrassed. You remember thinking ‘oh god, he hates me’ before literally running away. 

 You booked it down the red carpet, going past interviews and other celebrities before you hid behind your other friend (O/C/F), the whole night making sure that you wouldn’t see Tom Holland again. 

 The next morning your twitter feed was filled with clips of the embarrassing night before. As well as the many people commenting (S/N) anywhere they could. You shake your head as you recall the embarrassing memory from over 6 months ago, stopping your pacing and plopping down on the couch, smoothing out the white robe you had on that you’d be removing to change into the black dress hanging up. 

 Deciding to kill time and get your mind off things, you change into the tight long sleeve black dress and your black strap on heels when you hear a knock on the door. As you put in your right earring, grabbing your left, you head to the door. 

 Curiously, you turn the handle and peer out to see who you recognized as Andy, with a headset on and an embarrassed look on his face. “Oh hey,” you smiled, putting in your other earring as you opened you door further, now seeing a camera crew behind the average man. “Uh hey to you too?” you said to the cameras suspiciously. “Andy right?” you asked as you shook the man’s hand. He nodded “yep, and you’re (Y/N) (Y/L/N) right?” he asked sarcastically. You laughed slightly, “Yuppo, that’s me,” you say in a slightly off voice and immediately scolding yourself mentally or your weirdness afterwords. 

 Andy however, laughs and you cringe, “Sorry I don’t know why I did that,” you giggle, “That was weird.” you laugh with Andy as he shakes his head, “No, you’re fine. Ellen just wants a word with you before the show.” he explains and you nod suspiciously, “a word with me?” you ask and Andy nods, “And a camera crew?” you ask, knowing Ellen is planning something. “She wants to document it, for memories.” he says not convincing you in the least. “Uh huh,” you nod suspiciously as Andy begins walking away.

 "Should I be scared?“ You ask the camera, to which the man holding it only smiles, "Come on man,” you laugh, following Andy, “Give me a hint,” you whisper shout making the cameraman smile once more, “Ugh you are no help.” you groan, trudging after Andy down a few halls. 

 Stopping, you take off your heels to ease the pain in the balls of your feet, running to catch up with Andy as he stops in front of a room. “Is this the part where you murder me?” you joke as Andy stays straight faced, answering by opening the door. “Andy?” you ask, a chill going up your spine, as you step into the room. “Are you actually going to murder me?” you ask, your smile dropping as Andy closes the door suddenly, trapping you inside. Your eyes widen as you rush to the door, hitting the wood “Andy!” you exclaim, hearing nobody on the other side. 

 You groan turning around sliding down the door. “Ugh,” you say, before seeing a camera on the far wall. Suddenly your blood runs cold, “Ellen if you scare me I swear I’ll die!” you warn, standing up and pacing the room, stopping before another hidden camera. “I’m genuinely afraid right now,” you laugh slightly before you hear the door open behind you. 

 You almost turn around before you hear a voice you recognize, “Wait in there?” the British accent speaks, and you freeze, immedietly knowing who it is. “Nah mate, I feel like she’s gonna jump out at me.” Tom speaks once more and you almost laugh as you hear his footsteps stumble into the room and hear the door slam once more. You glare at the camera in front of you, shaking your head angrily at Ellen who was most likely watching. Then you heard Tom speak again, “Uh, miss?” he spoke uncertainly and you made a face, not wanting to address him and have him remember you. “Do you know why I’m in here?” he asks, his voice getting closer. You turn around slowly, eyes trained on the floor as you try not to make eye contact, “I know about as much as you do,” you sigh, finally making yourself look up at Tom. Oh God, why did he have to look so good. His hair was slicked and he was wearing a t-shirt and Denim jeans. He probably hadn’t changed for the show yet.

 You had no idea he would be on the show today, if you did you would have been a lot more nervous. As you studied him, you noticed that he froze, his eyes trained on you as he stood tense, a light pink dusting his features. He probably was remembering the last time you saw him, when you completely embarrassed him. 

 You smiled shyly as he broke out into a huge grin, his mouth hanging open, “Y-you’re (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!” he exclaimed, his arms making a huge gesture. You furrowed your brows as he stared at you, “Yeah?” you said uncertainly as Tom exploded with energy, pacing around the room with his hands messing up his hair excitedly, the smile never leaving his face, “O-oh my God!” he exclaimed, “I am just such a huge fan.” he explained, coming up and grabbing your hand to shake it quite quickly, “I love you in (M/T) and (O/M/T) just,” he sighed, reminiscing, “Absolutely amazing!” he explained, going on and about you and how much of a fan he was. 

 To say you were shocked would be an understatement. This man you were practically in love with, whom you thought hated you, was a complete fanboy! Finally, not being able to stay silent anymore, you exploded, “Me? You like me?” you asked in astonishment, your eyes wide as you stared him up and down, “I am like your biggest fan!” you exclaimed, “Y-you’re just so talented and funny.” you went on, “I cried when I watched the impossible, and I NEVER cry…besides Disney movies…” you mumble as you continued to compliment Tom and his work. 

 He stood there starstruck until you finally said, “and I thought you hated me after I embarrassed you on the red carpet,” to which Tom furrowed his brows, “What? no!” he disagreed, “Yeah!” you exclaim, “I mean, I pulled you to the ground in front of millions of viewers and to be fair you didn’t even say a word to me–" 

 "That’s because I was star struck!” he interrupts, “and you ran off before I could introduce myself. I found it quite funny actually,” he laughed with you, “Ugh. Well you know me, trying to avoid embarrassing encounters only by making them more awkward,” you face palmed. Tom laughed mumbling something under his breath you couldn’t quite make out. 

“Oh and don’t even get me started on Spiderman,” you exclaim as Tom’s head shoots up, “I mean, I love him so much it’s not even funny.” you laugh as Tom smiles widely, “No way, YOU love Spiderman?” he asks you and you nod obviously, giving him a “duh” face. “I love Spiderman too!” he exclaims, “What are the odds?” he says sarcastically as you laugh with him. 

 Finally your laughter dies down and you realize you were still trapped in this room, and the show should start in 20 minutes. “How are we gonna get out?” you say suddenly, both of your eyes widening.

Just then, you hear a voice all too familiar on the com on the right side of the room, “I’ll let you out if you kiss,” Ellen’s voice breaks through, causing your eyes to widen and face to turn to a shade resembling a tomato. 

You hear her snickers before the com cuts off and you cough awkwardly, not even daring to spare Tom a glance, “Come on Ellen,” You groan, giving Tom an awkward smile, in which he returns shyly.

After what seems like forever, but was most likely just a few minutes, Tom’s stomach growls, causing you to laugh and gasp, “Ellen, we got a starving boy in here!” You exclaim as Tom begins to laugh, “What kind of monster traps someone in a room with no food!” You laugh with Tom as he kicks the ground with his foot.

About ten seconds later, a box slides under the small space under the door. Immediately, you rush to the box, pulling it out the rest of the way and jumping with glee.

Tom walks over curiously, “What is it?” He asks before I open the box, smiling even wider before I answer, “The cure to everything,” I sigh, “Aka, pizza.” I laugh as Tom groans teasingly, “I call first slice,” You declare, pulling out a slice and shoving it into your mouth. 

You look over at Tom who’s eyes are wide with shock, “What?” You ask though a mouthful of cheesy goodness, “We’re trapped in here and you’re worried about getting the first slice?” He asks astonished. You glare at him teasingly, “You got something against pizza?” You ask as Tom immedietly widens his chocolate orbs and raises his hands in defense, “I didn’t say that,”  he declares as you level a playful glare at him, “Good, I almost had to kill you for a second.” Tom giggled, actually giggled, “Well, we can’t have that now can we?” he laughs and you laugh with him, handing him the pizza box as he takes out a slice. 

The two of you sit there in silence, eating pizza and sharing awkward glances, both resulting in blushing and looking down at the floor.

“The show starts in 15 minutes and I haven’t even gone to wardrobe,” he throws his head back and groans once more. You laugh at him, “After eating this greasy goodness, I need to get my makeup redone.” You sigh, “Guess we’re both in trouble,”

Tom mumbles something under his breath you can’t quite make out as you turn to him curiously, “What?” You ask and Tom looks at you in embarrassment, as if he was hoping you didn’t hear him. “S-sorry, no it was stupid…forget it.” he said too quickly, his eyes darting back to the floor.

You furrowed your brows, “No, I didn’t hear you, what was it?” you asked, genuinely curious as Tom looked up from the floor at you shyly, a pink dusting his cheeks, “I…er,” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, making you smile at his shyness, “I, um, I said maybe we should just do it…” he trailed off as you smiled at him, your cheeks turning bright red. 

“You mean kiss?” You ask, immedietly getting nervous and twiddling your thumbs. “Yeah…” Tom said, now seeming certain and determined as his eyes bore into mine. 

“I-I mean unless you don’t want to we could just–” You interrupt him, placing your right hand on the back of his neck and pulling his face towards yours to press your lips onto his. 

As soon as your tender flesh meets, Tom’s hand goes to your waist, pulling you impossibly close as your hand goes up to mess with his dark curls which were so much softer than you’d imagined.

The kiss was hungry and passionate and needy. neither of you wanted to break away as the door opened.

Finally you forced yourself to pull your lips from his, out of breath as Tom smiled at you slightly, his eyes wide, “Tastes like pizza,” he mumbles before Ellen and a camera crew come barging in, the blonde laughing hysterically, her face red as she stares at the two of you in shock, with mischief in her eye.

You had no time to be embarrassed as the crew dragged you and Tom away to your wardrobes where hair and makeup were waiting for you.

As they dolled you up, fixed your hair and rearranged your outfit, you sat in shock, not believing what just happened. You just kissed your celebrity crush, and he kissed you back. 

You touched your lips chastely as you recalled his lips that were once there, on yours…


A/N: Part two will be what happens when the show actually starts and Ellen shows the audience your guys’ footage. It may even lead to a relationship.

Originally posted by poptartcalum

Originally posted by degeneresellen

"im going to give it to you?"

pairing: jason todd x reader

warnings: cursing, sexual themes, mature themes

prompt: (a/n: okay so i don’t wanna give the prompt bc i feel like it’s too heavy to put in a couple of sentences but, this is going to be a two parter, the next part will be a smut lol so,,, this is just a lemon i guess… ok anyways) jason is going to be giving y/n a lesson about virginity and such and such but y/n and jason are just best friends so uh i guess that’s what the prompt is idk

I sit on the couch waiting for Jason. I have absolutely no idea why he is taking so long because we planned this a week ago. I mean, I guess since he doesn’t know what this “just a talk, Jay please just come,” is, he doesn’t know how important it is and how nervous I am for the talk.

Ugh, we are both adults and I shouldn’t feel like this. Both, mature, adults.

This is wei–

*my apartment door opens abruptly and shuts quite loudly*

“Sorry baby doll, Roy needed something for this weekend and I–”

“Jason, can you just come over, this is important.”

Jason sets down his keys on my kitchen counter and strides to sit across from me on the couch. He’s wearing those black jeans and his gray t shirt that almost matches what I’m wearing. We’ve known each other for a while and I guess we just grew into each other haha. I’m wearing my black allbirds, leggings and an oversized gray crew neck. Both of our hair is slightly messy but I’ve got mine in a pony tail.

“Is something going on? You said that this was just a talk.”

I don’t know how to start this off so I am just silent and looking out the window in front of us.

*after a little pause of absolute silence*

Jason moves over right next to me on the couch and hugs me.

“Bad news, anything. You can tell me anything y/n. I won’t judge or get upset just tell me whatever okay?”

“Jay, it’s not bad news it’s just kinda embarrassing and I don’t know how you will react.”

I lean my head into the crevice of his neck. God why am I doing this again?

Let’s start from the beginning. A couple months ago, I was dating this guy from a different college and we got really close and we were about to do the do, but then I realized I didn’t want to do it with him? I just wasn’t comfortable with him and I didn’t trust him and all these different factors just made me not want to lose my virginity with him. Virginity is really just a concept designed by men to conform women but yadayada I just didn’t want to give it to some guy I wasn’t going to prosper with etc. I ended up breaking up with him because he had needs that I didn’t want to fulfill.

I knew that I could just get one of my good friends could just have a friends with benefits kinda relationship. I had so many good hot guys to choose from, Dick, Jason, Roy, Conner, Peter, etc. But the real questions are

Who would be open to this?
Who do I trust?
Who has /experience/ ?

I mean, everyone like Dick and I can be caught fawning over him, but he’s like a big brother to me and things would get awkward after. I can sense that shit.

Peter is a little inexperienced to be honest, Conner is debatable. I mean, he’s a little of a goody goody so I don’t know what to expect from him. I do know that he is experienced though um, we can keep him as the last option.

Roy or Jason. I’ve been thinking about this for weeks. Roy has been starting a thing with Kori so I don’t really know if it’s a good time to ask him…

Jason seems like the perfect candidate. We’ve been friends since before his death. We’ve always had a close relationship that is judgement free and open and endlessly supporting. He definitely fills the /experienced/ part.

Gosh I’ve heard stories from even when I attend Bruce’s galas about Jason.

“Take your time cupcake, I won’t judge you, nothing you say can change us okay? You’re my best friend.”

I take a deep breath.

“You know Marcus? Well I-”

My head falls off of Jason almost immediately as he jumps up.

“What Did He Do? God, If he hurt you I swear I’ll–”

I grab Jason’s forearm and pull him back onto the couch.

Jason’s POV///

God I love her so much. If Marcus did anything to her I’d beat him. She’s too pure for him. Too good. Always been too good for all her partners.

Ugh now would be a good time to tell her about my feelings? I can’t keep dragging this out. But she’s *talking* to me. Now isn’t the right time. But it’s never the right time. Cmon big boy just ask her out it’s not that hard. She’s my best friend. I could lose so much if this goes wrong.

“Hello, Jayce?”

I snap and pay attention to y/n.

Regular POV///

This is so nerve-wracking ugh.

“Okay, let me finish. Don’t interrupt me, just listen. It’s really embarrassing and I have to ask you something and I just don’t want you to freak out or anything.”

Jason nods and puts his hand on my knee.

“Ok so long story short, Marcus made me realize that I didn’t want to have sex with him or just anyone and I didn’t want to give my virginity to anyone that I didn’t really trust. I thought that I could ask one of my guy friends to take it and you are my best guy friend so I was wondering if you wanted it?”
I say all of this in a rushed voice and I hope he understood what I said.

Jason is silent.

“Okay, that didn’t sound right? Uh I want to give it to you? I mean if you want it? I just want someone to take my virginity so that I can have sex with other people later and be okay? That wasn’t right either. Uh, my virginity, I’m going to give it to you? I don’t really know what to say–”

Jason whispers,
“You’re still a virgin?”
He starts to snicker.


“I’m only 25 Jay, I just haven’t wanted to do it yet, I don’t know.”

He hugs me and starts laughing.

“Jason, don’t laugh you’re making me feel bad.”

“Sorry pumpkin, haha I just, hahaha, I’ve never had this happen to me. Usually girls just throw themselves at me and you’re asking me to catch you hahah.”

“Yea, I’ve heard.”
I push him off me and punch his firm chest. No effect, not surprising. He catches my hands and stops laughing.

“Okay, okay, I’ll help you out. If-”

My face mutes.

“If What.” I say, very unimpressed.

“Hey, no attitude. You’re the one asking for favors. If, you tell me why you’re asking me instead of your other friends. What is it about me that caught your eye, huh? My ass? My biceps? My meaty thighs?.”

I get up and walk over to the door. Jason is watching me from the couch slightly confused. I put on my jacket and take my pony tail out. Give my hair a little scrunch and flip and put on some lipstick. Giving my self a once over I look back at Jason.

“Ok so I am going to go ask Roy now? (and to irritate Jason I swing low and say) or Dick? We’ll see who I run into first. Or I’ll a–”

Jason jumps off the couch and runs towards me. He blocks the door and picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.

“Hey! Put me down! You lost this privilege Jay.”

He chuckles and drops me back into the couch. I am laying down while he sits on the edge of the couch, caging me with those strong arms.

“Finish what you were going to say doll face. Who else were you going to ask?”

I try my hardest to look emotionless but I can feel myself pout.

He pulls out his cellphone.
My eyes widen.
I try my very hardest to take it but it’s not working.

“You wouldnt-”

“Ah ah ah, no touching, just talking haha. You gonna tell me why you asked me first hm?”

I pout full on.

“Fine. I asked you because you are my bestest best friend and I know that you have a lot of experience and I thought I could trust you. I just thought that I could give my virginity to someone I cared about, before I have to tie myself down. I don’t know I just thought you’d be the best. We’ve already seen each other naked so,”

“Nah, you’ve seen me in my underwear and I barely saw you in a swim suit.”

“How different could we look when we are fully naked? I bet you can imaging what I look like, wait, don’t.”

“Oh, when all the clothes come off, it really does look different. Alright when do you wanna have sex with me?”

“Jason, don’t say it like that. Can we do it this Friday? Before the charity ball? We are going together anyways so…Actually let’s do it after… That makes more sense.”

“Oh, y/n, I’ll never forget this haha. I’m picking you up for the ball too so be ready.”

Jason kisses my forehead and then boops my nose and chuckles while he makes his way to the door.
“Alrighty then, Friday after the ball. See ya later cupcake.”

What did I get myself into?

Jason’s POV///
Maybe something great can come out of this. At least she trusts me enough to do this. Or is this an ultimate friendzoning thing?? Dude you’re having sex with your best friend this is good!! I don’t know what to do know.. I’ll ask Dick…

Too be continued…;)

Would You Like To Stay Forever?

The Other Slytherin (Series)


Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary: You ask Newt an important question.

It had been a few weeks now and you’ve played with the idea for a while. You’ve tried to convince yourself that it was the right thing to do, especially since Newt kept coming back. Now some of your neighbors, who’d seen this young man come and go every day without fail, had suspected you and Newt were in a relationship and even congratulated you on your new ‘boyfriend’. However, they were completely mistaken. 

The only reason Newt kept coming back to your flat every day was because of your Demiguise, Dougal. Dougal was just a baby, and Newt, who had never seen such a creature before, was completely enamored. He’d been coming frequently to study the baby Demiguise and had become quite attached to him. As every day passed with Newt coming to visit, it became harder and harder to get him to leave, which brought you to your current dilemma. 

Newt was over at your flat again and as always he went straight for Dougal’s nest, cooing at the infant ape-like creature. You watched him as he tried to entertain the Demiguise but Dougal was only interested in studying the man’s freckles. Newt laughed as Dougal touched his neck, you could only assume Newt was ticklish there.

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power rangers movie thoughts *spoilers*

-i feel so fulfilled after seeing the movie holy fuck
-i was smiling the whole time beside lile the emotional parts. Felt good to hear their names and angel grove again
-so nostalgic and at the same time such a modern amazing take on it
-why is everyone hot like gotdamn dacre montgomery is daddy couldnt stop thinking about how fucking sexy he is
-they all hot tho and wow ugh billy was on the spectrum!! wow that respresentation! They did that!
-tbh when billy was telling jason he was on the spectrum i thought he meant he was gay or something lmao but then i realized he was talking about the other spectrum
-trini being gay!?! What! Like bitch that’s dope
-lowkey thought it was kinda cute when zack kept calling her crazy girl like his lil nickname for bae
-ludi lin was also fine too! damn hot rangers fuck me up
-hes a wild child i loved zack i loved all of them
-my heart when sexy ass jason stood up for billy and bitch slapped that bully at the beginning LMFAO man “weird right!?”
-ugh and his american accent holy fuck im in love w him and when he was shirtless that sealed the deal. big heart beautiful face and body lawd yes red ranger bless me
-ugh the comedic elements were so great
-i loved the cursing like yeah it was little things like hell shit bullshit but like that still makes me a little giddy bc its the fuckin power rangers man! childs play but still a step up from the campy series
-i would hardly call it dark i guess it’s a little grittier but its just more REAL with their stories and how they go about everything. LOVED IT
-billy is the heart of this movie tbh what a sweet angel I also own one of the same shirts
-tons of cgi but like its power rangers what do u expect? At least it was pretty well done IMO
-man rita repulsa was actually kinda fucking scary lmao like straight out of a horror movie deadass but then she got her gold and was like rejuvenated and she looked bomb
-so funny how the fucking zeo crystal was at a fucking krispy kreme everytime they mentioned protecting it i geeked
-ugh i just love how it was just so fucking age appropriate and not campy and it was as realistic as it could be for power rangers
-the masturbation joke ahah when zordon asked if theyve ever morphed before and zack said “only in the shower” lmao shook this is not the campy shit we grew up with!!! I LOVE IT
-the diversity, the sexuality, the language, zacks mom being sick, kimberlys sexting fiasco, billys autism and bullies, jasons all star career down the drain, trini and her family/ sexuality etc.
-all these kids were so fuckin ready to die breaks my heart but also so realistic
-some real breakfast club shit but i loved it wow dont really remember the show being like that but maybe im wrong
-yea just checked lmao and ugh i love how they didnt start off as friends like in the show bc we really got to see their bonds develop from the start
-we didnt just jump right into everything like the show
-killing Billy I was SHOOK i cried a little and then they were all like id trade my life for you guys etc i was really feeling the love and unity and man I fucking love them!!!
-and fitz and the tantrums during the training montage. GREAT FUCKING SOUNDTRACK BBS
-wow zordon the real mvp for saving him i knew he wasnt like frfr dead but wow hell yea
-their relationships just worked on so many levels
-even if i wasnt a long time power ranger fan i wouldve loved this movie
-this movie has helped me come full circle ive waited for this for so fucking long u have no idea i grew up with the og!!! And most of the cheesy spinoffs
-it did the series and franchise justice. for me it was exactly the movie i had hoped would get made someday and it finally did and i didnt even have to wait that long i mean yea its been forever but im only 23!!! SUCH A BLESSING
-legit have always wanted to be a power ranger and after the movie i was so hype i felt like i could fight everyone rn like i had the power within me
-billy telling jason he didnt get humor like “normal people” do at the beginning and then at the end when jason made the same “weird, right?!” joke after bitch slapping rita into oblivion BILLY UNDERSTOOD IT AND IT WAS SO CUTE!!! GREAT CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT OK
-great beautiful diverse characters, excellent backstory. Enough to get a feel of who they were and why they were that way
-was confused when kim and jason didnt kiss but also wasnt a big deal the romance was hardly even being developed so that trailer was bait but whatever I was gonna see it regardless
-their suits and zords!!! Fuck ya and billy calling it a megazord yes baby
-bitch slapping rita was fucking hilarious. SHE THOUGHTTT
-zordon and alpha were played well too thank the lord
-i just idk what im missing or if i covered anything all i know is that i need to see it again
-that credits scene searching for tommy oliver!!! Omfg who is gonna play him
-this movie really made me feel some type of way
-the fucking cast!!!! So phenomenal like i want to be their fucking best friends IN THE MOVIE AND IRL they mesh so well together im shook i love them so much i didnt know i could love them this much
-also i hope bulk and skull are in the sequel with tommy
-ill get back if i think of more i guess im back to my i wanna be a ranger phase bye

7B review and more thoughts.

I rewatched the episode to note some of my favorite lines and things that stood out in this season opener.

“She probably walked into a closet “Hanna
Lol Hanna always had the most sassy lines involving Jenna

"There was a time you wanted this so badly that it broke us up” - Caleb with the most cringe worthy Wtf line

“I guess we’re both invaluable” - Paige. Ugh what a eye roll worthy line

“She told me I was going to have the baby of a perfect stranger” - sassy Ali

Endgame was the word used to describe blackveil.  I think A.D or Bethany or both if they’re the same person is blackveil.

“Pregnant, stalked, broke, alone, I mean if that’s ok then I’m you’re girl ”- Ali for the biggest damsel in distress

I don’t like Hannas blue and white vertically striped pants. Just..ugh.

Holden looks better this time.

“Alison husband wasn’t a real doctor turns out he was a crook and he took all her money, Noel kidnapped Hanna and she got away. Noel Kahn is now dead and Jenna Marshall shot me,  probably .Toby and Yvonne were in a car crash, you want a glass of wine” ? - Spencer with the best summarization of events lines ever !

Convenient for veronica to ask what Mary told Spencer versus telling Spencer the truth about Mary drake. The truth about her mother may not be the only thing Mary could share with Spencer. Twin!?

“She told me Mary was pregnant and I got this terrible cold feeling in my stomache and she told me it had happened before but this time they knew who the father was because Mary told them. Apparently your father was in a restaurant when Jessica walked in or who he thought was Jessica” - Veronica.

Ugh Peter is despicable.   Veronica couldn’t stand to see Jason but she adopted Spencer..weird. Both fathered by Peter.

“Dad did this to you? He did this to you again” ? - Spencer

“Nicole’s parents called me and they want me back up there. ”- Ezra letting us all know how tough HIS life is.

I bet Nicole’s parents told Nicole about Ezra being engaged or they want Ezra to tell her so she can get a fresh start.

“Who’s Nicole ”?- Holdens most important line

I wish Hanna had asserted herself and said no this is my business…Mona was kind enough to introduce us. Instead of bitching at Mona right away. Mona has to fix everything for her.

“Don’t be modest. Some of us remember what you used to be like. ”- Ali just egging Paige on. Watch Paige get setup for hurting Alison next.

Guilty little liar Spencer chose dare over truth. What are you hiding ???

“None of my memories are real. They’re all lies. ”- Alison. Who made your life all lies Alison? You did ! We still have no idea wtf Ali was up to THAT night or for the years she was missing or her real relationship with Cyrus just to name a few things.

So the game knows Spencer visited Toby and came back home and had the letter from Mary ready to pop out. Damn.

Why did Mary write in that letter that people like the Hastings deserve to be punished ? What was Mary’s gripe with the Hastings?!

You know who could have access to a letter like that, a letter likely sent to the Hastings address ? Melissa! She could have found them in the home at some point.

“Who is she now? The kidnapped girl who never got kidnapped ?  The struggling teacher with the sister in a mental hospital? The poor wife abandoned by her con man husband. You ever notice how she’s always the victim? Always the one who needs to be rescued ? ”- Paige.

Paige finally has something important to tell the audience. The writers are starting to spell it out. It will come full circle. Alison clearly has not changed as much as she tried to convince everyone since her return.

“I behaved like a bastard”- Spencer

Spencer gets some of the best lines ever

You know who’s still childish like A’s childish board game ? Alison, biting at Paige like a child.

The only other witness to Elliot Rollins death and burial was Alison.

Why is Jenna in some black vortex room ?
It’s so weird and almost comical.

His Dirty Little Secret

Chapter 18

“Because of us”

Warning;sexual content…

Luke’s Pov

i stood in the background of the party just watching.

Mikey was grinding against a girl i’ve seen him with before, i think her name is crystal she’s older than us.

i lost Cal 5 minutes in till the party when i arrived.

he’s either fucking some girl or laying sleeping somewhere drunk.

Ashton is somewhere around here.

he usually doesn’t get drunk at theses party but he is the sociable one, we can always count on him being the one who gets us home.

i know i brought my bike but i can just collect it tomorrow before school, this party isn’t far from where i live.

i’ve just finished my 5th drink and i’m starting to feel it.

i walked back into the kitchen for a refill when i felt someone touch my arm.

“Hey Luke” the girl said

oh i know who that is..

“Ashleigh what are you doing here?” i asked her as i refilled my drink

i didn’t need to turn around to talk to her, she is probably wearing a really short dress.

“i got an invite just like everyone else.. why don’t you come dance with me?” she said trying to pull me around

i pushed her hand of me and turned around and said “ no, go dance with someone else”

i turned back around and took a sip of my drink then she spoke again

“what’s going on with you lately? you never turn down a dance and i know your not sober” she said

i rolled my eyes as i turned around and yes i was correct she is wearing a very short dress, i’m not impressed.

“nothing is wrong with me, i just don’t feel like dancing right now” i said then i walked past her and outside the back

i found Ashton so i walked over to him and to who ever he was talking to.

i don’t think i’m going to stay here much longer.

“Hey Luke” Ashton said as i approached him

whoever he was talking to walked away and it was just me and him now

“Hey bro” i said

he looked at me weirdly and then asked “What’s wrong?”

“nothing” i said to him trying to play it cool but it’s hard to do that because Ashton knows when i’m talking crap.

“somethings up, it’s not hard to tell your not you’re self” he said

maybe telling someone will help and he doesn’t go to our school so he won’t know who she is.

but what the fuck do i say? how do i explain what’s going on..

“it’s nothing man” i said

he will never understand, i don’t even fucking understand.

“are you sure?” he said

ugh okay i’ll tell him.

“okay but you can’t mention this to Mikey or Cal alright” i said to him

he nodded his head so i began to tell him all what’s going on..

“your not serious?” he said

i thought he was going to be on my side..

“This is why i didn’t want to tell you, you wouldn’t understand” i said to him

i threw my red plastic cup on the ground and went to walk away but Ashton stopped me

“it’s not that i don’t understand man, i just can’t get over you telling her that you used her when you clearly like her, fuck what other people think if you like this girl who for it” he said

i was going to speak but he continued talking

“to be honest i’m surprised you like a girl at all”

the fuck?

“what’s that suppose to mean?” i said to him

he looked like he was going to laugh which was starting to piss me off then he started speaking

“i know i haven’t known you that long but even i know you have a problem with emotions, i mean when we met you had already fucked 3 girls before you came to practice” Ashton said

i rolled my eyes at him and said “well i hate to admit it i’ve changed, before tonight i hadn’t had sex or fucked a girl in weeks”

he smiled at me making me feel uncomfortable then he spoke

“i’m proud of you man, i really want to meet this girl who has got Luke hemmings wrapped around her little finger” he said smirking

he’s right Hailey really has me wrapped around her little finger and i’ve fucked everything up.

i said bye to Ashton and i left the party sober.

i had enough of that party.


thank god i don’t have a hangover because my bike wouldn’t fucking start this morning and if i had a hangover i think i would have broke it.

i had to walk to school but luckily i got there before 9 o'clock.

of course my mum did offer to help but i was in to much of a bad mood that’s why i decided to walk to school.

i really wanted to go over to Hailey’s and offer to walk her to school but after last night i thought that would be a bad idea.

after that talk with Ashton i have decided i’m just going to try to distract myself with girls today to take my mind away from her.

maybe give her some space for a while even though i don’t want to.

she probably won’t show up because of me, because i am such a dickhead and lied to her.

ugh why did i have to lie to her.

“i thought you would have dying this morning” Cal said as i stood beside him and the others outside of school,we were all having a smoke before the bell rang and i was just standing out here to see if Hailey was coming to school.

i’ve smoked 2 cigarettes and she still hasn’t showed up..fuck!

“Looking for someone Luke?”


Hailey’s Pov

“As a date…” i stuttered

i couldn’t believe he’s asking me out.

this has never happened before, yeah a month ago i would have been going crazy but everything with Luke

do i even want to go out with Neil?

but then i remembered exactly what Luke told me last night

“yeah would you like to go on a date with me?” Neil asked

i could tell he was nervous and i knew the whole class was listening

i think i’m going to cry.

i turned to see that yes everyone was watching including Luke, he looked like he could murder someone

he isn’t jealous is he?

i turned back to Neil and said “i would love to”

i walked into Art class with every eye on me, this is so awkward!

i sat down in my seat i sat in earlier, i wasn’t going to sit near Luke or Calum at all.

i thought that maybe they wouldn’t say anything but of course 15 minutes into class the teacher said that she was just popping out for a minute and of course Calum spoke

“So little virgin has a date” he said as he walked over to where i was sitting

ugh why now!

i turned around to see Luke behind him and he didn’t look happy but right now i didn’t care.

“So what?” i said to Calum

he smirked and then he leaned against my desk as if he can just do whatever he wants

is he forgetting what happened in the bathroom?

Luke doesn’t know about that still.

“i’m surprised Neil wants to date someone who is so fridget” he said

oh now i’m pissed

“oh so is that why you kissed me 2 days ago because i’m so fridget?” i said back to him

his eyes widened but Luke looked even more pissed


“WHAT?” Luke said loudly he was looking at Calum who for one had nothing to say

“Mr Hemmings and Mr Hood sit back in your seats” the teacher said as she came back into the room

i smirked at both Luke and Calum as they sat back down.

that felt so good.

Luke’s Pov

she can’t be foreal!!

she can’t seriously want to go on a date with him.

she’s mine.

fuck! Luke no she isn’t!

she will be mine.

i shouldn’t have lied to her last night, maybe i will try to talk to her later at Lunch and get her back..

what the hell am i saying??

oh fuck it!

she walked in and sat in the seat from earlier, why the hell is she sitting away over there.

she’s too far away.

i know i hurt her but really? does she need to stay away from me this much.

i rolled my eyes as Cal got up i knew where he was going, ugh why did the teacher have to leave?

“So little virgin has a date” Cal said loudly making everyone stop what they were doing including Hailey.

i followed Cal over to her and she turned to look at us, she could see i didn’t look happy because she gave me a weird look and i’m not happy.

she shouldn’t have agreed to go on a date with him.

she’s mine.

“So what?” she said to Cal

he leaned against her desk and i just stood beside him staring at her, she hasn’t looked at me she’s only focusing on him.

“i’m surprised Neil wants to date someone who is so fridget” Cal said

i wanted to laugh but i didn’t.

i really wanted to say she wasn’t a fridget at all especially after last night.

fuck i can feel my jeans tighten at the thought of her moaning my name again.

“oh so is that why you kissed me 2 days ago because i’m so fridget?” Hailey said

what the hell?

what is she talking about??

“WHAT?"i said out loudly, i couldn’t help it i was confused as fuck and Calum stood there saying fuck all

so is it true?

did he really kiss her?

fuck! why am i only finding out now?

"Mr Hemmings and Mr Hood sit back in your seats” the teacher said

fuck i didn’t even hear her come in.

me and Cal turned and walked back to our seats but i wasn’t going to let this go.

the bell rang meaning Art was over, Hailey rushed out of class i bet so i wouldn’t talk to her but i was going to leave that to later i want to find out from Cal what happened.

we walked out of class and off to our next class which was History and he’s awful quiet.

does he like her?

i hope to fuck not.

she’s mine.

“so Cal did you kiss her?” i asked him as we walked to history class

he looked around to see if anyone was listening, what the hell?

“i regret it okay it was a spare of the moment thing” he said

i still need more.

“when was this?” i asked casually trying not to seem bothered by it because i really was.

i wanted to hit him.

“Just leave it man,why do you care if i kissed her anyway?” Cal said as he got to class

he walked into class annoyed,i can’t tell him why i care so i just shook my head and walked in and sat down.

it’s going to be a long day.

i need to talk to Hailey badly.

Hailey’s pov

Finally it was lunch time and i could finally eat.

although i know Lauren and Sophie are going to grill me for answers about last night so i took my time walking to the canteen.

i made my way to the bathroom first and i just walked in when someone else came in behind me, i thought nothing of it until i heard the door lock

i turned around quickly to see Luke standing by the door.

ugh i thought he would leave me alone from now on since he just “used” me.

“ come to use me some more?” i said to him as i looked at him

he didn’t say anything for a minute and then he moved towards me but i didn’t move back because i wasn’t going to show him i’m scared.

i’m done playing this game with him.


“when did Cal kiss you?” he asked as he stood in front me of

i couldn’t help but smirk, i knew he would be bothered by that.

but why didn’t he ask Calum himself?

“why do you care?” i asked him

he moved closer making me strain my neck to look at him

“tell me Hailey” he said sternly

okay well he asked.

“it was right here, he came into the girls toilets after me and he pushed me up against this sink and kissed me..hard!” i said slowly and smirking

Luke looked disgusted, i don’t know why though he used me so..

he backed away from me finally and then he spoke

“I’m going to kill him”

i screwed my face up at him, i don’t understand why he’s reacting like this..

“What for? he used me just like you have” i said then i turned and went to walk into a stall and i just made it and managed to lock the stall before Luke could stop me

“open the door Hailey” he said

i made no such movement.

“Let me explain okay” he continued


“explain what? you told me all what you needed to say last night,just leave me alone” i said

he banged on the door making me jump fuck!

“i lied” he said

i stopped breathing.. what did he say?

he lied?

i don’t believe him

“Lied about what?” i said quietly

i heard him sigh and then he spoke “ okay yes at the start my intentions were to use you but things changed”

i don’t believe him

“how do things just change?” i asked him

i feel like crying right now

“because i got to know you” he said

i unlocked the door and pushed it open to find Luke staring at me then things just happened so fast.

Luke grabbed my face and pushed me against the wall and kissed me but he pulled away too quick

“do you regret last night?” he asked

i just shook my head because i didn’t trust my voice right now

he leaned his head against mine and then he kissed me again hard

“you drive me crazy, you are mine and no one else’s got it” he said

All I could do was nod.

his hands gripped my hips and my breath got quicker as we kissed then his hands moved up more then soon he gripped my top and pulled it over my head resulting in us breaking away from one another.

we locked eyes but I couldn’t take it no more when I looked in his eyes I saw how much he wanted me and that was enough for me to grab his neck and bring his lips down to mine again.

I loved kissing him.

I loved the feel of his hands on me, I wanted no one else but him.

I was going to make sure he knew I wanted him and only him.

He pinned me up against the wall more and licked my bottom lip begging for an entrance which i granted.

“ i need you so bad” He said

I wanted to fuck him really badly,Luke detached his lips from me which I was sad about because I didn’t want to stop kissing him.

He smirked at me and I said “ What are you going to do about it Hemmings?”

I moved my hand down his body until I got to his pants and I grabbed his growing bulge.

“ I want to fuck you right here so bad” Luke moaned while I massaged his bulge.

I leaned in and our lips almost touched and then I said

“ Then fuck me” and then I leaned back.

He smirked and said “ Oh dont worry baby I plan too” he went to unbutton his jeans and then I stopped him and then I bent down and said

“ Let me help with that”

I pulled down his jeans along with his underwear making his erect cock spring out of his boxers.

FUCK! I never wanted him more.

I loved seeing Luke like this.

I wanted to see him like this everyday.

I massaged his cock while I stood up.

“Hailey what if someone catches us?” Luke breathed

I couldn’t care less if someone saw I wanted him now.

"You locked the door remember but we need to make this quick” i said

he smirked at me and he grabbed both my boobs over my material of my bra in his hands hard, it didn’t hurt it just turned me on so much so i tighten my grip on his erection

“ I am going to make you feel so fucking good baby” Luke moaned.

He stopped touching my boobs and then he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down along with my pants but not off, this needs to be quick.

A cold breeze hit my legs but I didn’t care I knew I was going to get warmed up soon.

Luke bent down and he started licking my Vagina.

Fuck me.

My hands went in his hair, gripping and pulling because FUCK ME this felt good.

Luke took more one lick before he stood up.

“ Jump" he said.

I jumped on him wrapping my legs around his waist.

His hands went to my ass, he grabbed my ass and spanked me.

I could feel how wet I was.

” Hurry up and fuck me hemmings" I moaned.

He positioned his dick and at my entrance and we locked eyes.

He pushed in while staring at me, I couldn’t help but moan his name.. “ Luke…Shit…”

Once he was in me, he began to thrust into me.

I bit my lip because fuck me it felt like fireworks were going off inside of me. It felt better than the first time. I never wanted this to end.

“ Harder” I moaned

Luke ran his tongue down my neck and started to suck making goosebumps appear.

“ Fuck me harder Hemmings” i moaned again

i needed more. I needed more. I wanted more.

He started speeding up thrusting harder “ Fuck” he moaned as he kept going.

“ Fuck Hailey ” Luke moaned while I was digging my nails into his back.

“ I’m gonna cum” I said

“ Shit me too” Luke said

He thrusted harder and harder and then I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“ I’m cumming” I yelled


“ Fuck Hailey I’m gonna cum” Luke said while I was coming down from my high

I kissed him and said “ Cum for me Luke” he came when I finished saying that.

“FUCKKK”! He moaned….

We were both breathing heavily trying to calm down. I was still wrapped around Luke, his arms were around my neck and my arms were clinging onto him while he was still inside me.

the bell rang meaning lunch was over.

fuck sake!

i know my friends are going to kill me and i’m sure people have been wondering why the girls toilets are locked, i’m surprised we haven’t heard any knocking.

Luke let me down and it suddenly got awkward, we started putting our clothes back on and i didn’t know what to say until Luke spoke which i was happy about.

“your not actually going on this date with Neil are you?” he said

i wasn’t expecting him to say that

i turned around as i put my top on then i spoke

“why wouldn’t i be?” i asked

he screwed his face up and i almost laughed i love seeing him jealous.

“because of us?” he said as if we are together which we aren’t

“we aren’t together Luke, if your aloud to do what you want then so am i” i said then i turned around and unlocked the toilet stall door and walked out over to the sinks and started washing my hands.

i looked up after i finished to see Luke standing behind me through the mirror,we locked eyes and then he spoke

“please don’t go on this date” he said

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anonymous asked:

Thank you for your amazing blog. Can I make a request where they not dating, but MC needs somebody to pretend as her bf/gf for a party or a meeting and asks RFA and Saeran for help? And during that pretending they understand that they have feelings for MC.

Hahaha yes, this is the kind of request I would ask myself, I love this romantic comedy’s situations so much! <3
So I did as mini-fics, because I obviously got carried away, I hope you all enjoy this!

RFA + Saeran pretending to date MC


“Think of it as a chance to show your impressive acting skills, Zen.” That was the winning argument to convince him to pretend to be your boyfriend during the rehearsal dinner of your brother’s wedding. As much as you love your brother, it’s extremely annoying when he and other family members start teasing you for still being single. And the comparisons about your lives are so mean. Just imagine now that he’s getting married with this almost perfect lady.

“Well, the perfect boyfriend is a role I haven’t tried yet… I’ll accept this challenge, MC, although it would be like playing myself…” you giggle. It was a weird request, but you have been so nice to everybody in RFA, how could he say “no” to a friend in need? Plus, he loves weddings!

Okay, not this one so much. Why is everybody so snob? He’s waiting for Jumin Han to show up at any moment, this event suits him really well! Now he gets why you wouldn’t want to endure this by yourself, you’re so… different from all of this. You’re bubbly and spontaneous, adorably clumsy…  he grins reminding you chugging a beer can and making a funny face because of the bitter taste a couple of days ago at his apartment.

“Brother, this is Zen, my… boyfriend.” You introduce them to each other.

“Call me Hyun, she usually does when we’re alone.” And he smiles at you, holding your hand. Okay, no need to imply sexual stuff here, but if it will convince your brother…

“You’re an actor, right? I recognize you! How much did she pay you to hire you?” you shiver, he is… almost right there… how can he be so smart? Ugh…

Zen smiles, but inside he wants to tell your brother to go to hell. Is this the kind of thing you say to your sister’s boyfriend? Well… he’s not really your boyfriend, but… that’s really mean! He’s basically implying Zen’s a gigolo, but worst of it, he’s insulting you telling you wouldn’t be able to date someone without paying for it. Zen knows you enough to tell you could captivate any person’s heart if you really wanted to! Yes, your ability to do whatever you want so freely is something he really admires about you. No, he can’t let you be treated like this.

“She pays me with her beautiful smile and the gloss in her enchanting eyes everytime she watches my performances. You would know if you paid more attention to your sister instead of trying to make her feel down. My brother wasn’t nice to me, and maybe I deserved it. But she doesn’t, so be nice to her before she decides to run away like I did… come on, MC. Let’s dance!” he tights the grip on your hand and drags you to the dance floor, you and your brother look at each other, he’s shocked and you’re like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

You two are on the dance floor, one of his hands on your back, the other one holding yours. Why did that come from? It’s been years he doesn’t think about his brother… something about seeing the sweetest person he knows doesn’t getting the treatment she deserves stirred something inside him. You’re looking at him very curious, gosh, your eyes are really glossy… it’s so hot in here… “S-Sorry if I crossed a line there. He’s your brother after all and…” he feels running out of air when you rest your head on his chest. You must look like a real couple, your brother is probably looking. Yes… that’s why you’re doing this after all, right? 

“Thank you for having my back, Hyun. You’re such a great actor.” Acting? Oh… yeah, he was acting, right? But why does he feel out of character right now?  


This is bad! This is really bad! What is he doing here? Why did he even agree to this? “Please, Yoosung, pleeeeease. You’re the only one I trust to do this.” Oh yeah, that’s why… you begged him over the phone, and something about trusting him to play your boyfriend made him feel so manly and confident. You could have asked Zen or Jumin, but you chose HIM! You thought he would be a good boyfriend to introduce to your friend who was in town for that night. He is such a good friend, but he’s been teasing you about your relationships since high school. According to him, every guy you date end up arrested or in rehab… This is getting old, really…

“Well… I’ll probably never end up in jail or rehab, MC… so, if you insist so much… why… why not?” you gave him such a tight hug, and he felt his whole face burning. You smelled so good that day… and you smell even greater today at this weird country bar…

“This is my boyfriend, Yoosung. He is a vet student.” You introduce him, the guy shakes his hand firmly, what’s with you and your friend to have such a tight grip? Well, at least yours was really gentle…

“College? But you look like you’re 16, dude! I was going to say MC is such a cougar!” he blushes. Oh god… this guy isn’t buying this at all! He would feel so bad for not being convincing after the way you begged him for doing this.

“Well, MC looks really young too, so I guess we look like a sweet sixteen couple.” You giggle and put your hand over his. “Hah, what did I tell you? Isn’t he adorable?” “I guess…” the guy shrugs, but he doesn’t mind, he can only focus on the warmth from your smooth hand.

You excuse yourself to go to the bathroom, and the guy sits on your chair. “Back off, dude! She’s mine!” “Wh-What?” “It is what it is, she dated all those bad guys and eventually she’ll notice I’m the only one good enough for her. Back off before you end up hurt!” Was that a threat? “MC… MC can choose whoever she wants, I won’t back off if she really likes me!” but she doesn’t, this is just play pretend… no, forget it! This dude is an asshole! You can’t be with someone like this! You deserve better! Maybe not him, but… definitely not this guy.

“Hey, gentlemen, what did I miss?” you come back, but the tension is still there… “Nothing much, your boyfriend here was telling me he wants to ride the mechanical bull over there…” “What? Really, Yoosung?” “I… I…” “What’s the problem, boy? Are you scared?” this asshole’s smirk, ugh… “I’ll show you scared!” he gets up and gives his name to the guy who controls the machine.

How did he get the guy to manipulate him like that? Ugh… both you and him are watching this, and he’s so close to you… ASSHOLE! Oh, this was such a bad idea! Such a bad ide… oh no! The bull is moving! The bull is moving!!!

3 seconds, that’s what it took for Yoosung to hit his face on the upper part of the mechanical bull and fall. You promptly run to him.

“Holy shit, Yoosung! Are you okay?” he can’t tell you how much it hurts… so he smiles, and you look shocked. “Yoosung, your… your tooth!” “Whath? Whath’s wronc wif my toof?” Oh… now he feels, actually, he doesn’t feel! Where is one of his incisors?

“I’m so sorry I dragged you to this, Yoosung. I feel so bad!” “Don’th worry, MC. Ith was my idhea anyway. I hope your frrriend isn’t madh or anyfing.” “Ugh, forget him, I couldn’t stand his hissy fit! Can you believe he wanted me to just let you here alone on the dentist and hang out with him? What an asshole!” he smiles when he hears that, but he shouldn’t be smiling, this is so embarrassing!

You go with him to the dentist’s office, and noticing he’s a little scared, hold his hand. He looks at you and you whisper. “Don’t need to be afraid, I’m here…”
He isn’t afraid of the dentist (well, maybe a little…), what’s really scaring him is how much his heart is pounding due to your hand on his, but he’s the one tightening the grip.


“MC, I don’t know how to play mini-golf!” she told you over and over, but did you listen? “It doesn’t matter! I do! I just need someone to make me company!” well, making you company it’s totally different than pretending to be your girlfriend… “Yeah, but my friend and his boyfriend keep teasing me for being bi and just dating guys, I hate it!”

Well, that’s really douchy of them, why would you hang out with people who put your sexuality in debate like this? No, she needs to protect you and maybe teach them a thing or two! That’s the least she could do after you helping her to leave C & R and starting her own business.

“This is Jaehee, my girlfriend.” You introduce her, she shakes their hands as if they’re business partners.

“Oh, you’re so formal! I thought MC had hired an assistant.” Seriously, how douchy! Why such a sweet girl like you hang with people like this? “So ladies, shall we play?”

She is so bad at this! Why did you ask her to do this? “Here, I’ll show you!” you come behind her and put your hands on hers. What’s… what’s happening? Your hair fall on her shoulders… it smells so good… focus, Jaehee! Focus!

“Hey, you can’t help, MC!” “Oh, on which paragraph of the strict regulation of mini-golf is this written?” Jaehee chuckles. Okay, so maybe you know how to defend yourself, you and your friend probably have this kind of feisty friendship… but still, not cool of him to doubt your sexuality, she didn’t forget that!

You can easily compensate for her lack of ability, and it’s so good to watch you play. Your focused eyes, the huge smile you put on when the ball falls in the hole, and even your disappointed face for missing, it’s just… hypnotizing!
“Hey, girl, focus! If you keep distracted like this, she’ll dump you for another guy!” “Fuck you!” you yell, she feels her blood boiling. What… a… douche! She’s not distracted! She got this! Bring it on!

The ball travels painfully slow, or is she seeing this on slow motion? This isn’t the decisive shot yet, but she really wants to hit it! She wants you to feel proud of her! It spins around the hole boarders, one turn… two turns… and the ball doesn’t fall in the hole. Crap!

“Ha! Good luck next time, sweety!” “Dude, you don’t need to be this douchy!” you reprehend him. “What? Did I hurt your precious girlfriend? Jesus, MC, you’ve been so sensitive today. I changed my mind, I liked you more when you dated boys.” “Good, so no reason for us to keep hanging out, then. Goodbye.” You grab her hand and walk away. Oh wow… she thought she would have to be the one to say something, but apparently, you can take care of yourself! Yes, you’re the one who taught her to don’t be around places and people who only hurt you, obviously you would know how to do this by yourself. You’re so strong!

“Do you want to keep playing without them?” she asks, she doesn’t want this, huh, date (?) to end. “Yeah, sure! I’ll show you one of my tricks, come here!”
And there you are behind her again, teaching her how to swing it properly, your arms around her, your body so close. She feels bad, actually, you are showing her everything you know, but she’s not absorbing anything, she can only focus on your breathing on her back.

“Oh, come on… I bet you heard a million times how much of boyfriend material you are, Jumin.” “I… didn’t really know what this means, MC.” “It means you’re the son-in-law every mother would like her daughter to be with.” He was so reluctant about it, why would you ask him? You could have asked Zen or Seven, who like to pretend a lot.

“It’s just… my mom is… how can I say? Huh… a cat mom too?” What do you mean by “too”? Oh okay, now he gets it, Zen is allergic and can’t be around cats, and Seven is a cat abuser, none of them would cause a good impression on your mother who’s been trying to introduce you to a guy she thinks would be a good suitor for you. God, she has no chill! Doesn’t she get it you don’t want to get married now?

So he agrees, you’re such a hardworker preparing for the party and taking care of everybody in RFA, including him. You’re kinda like V, but sweeter and… funnier, and, well, your looks are better too.

“Mom, that’s Jumin Han, my boyfriend. And that princess here is Elizabeth the 3rd.” yes, you insisted on bringing Elizabeth, how could he decline when you consider even Elizabeth an RFA member?

“Hum… you seem rich. Finally you’re coming to your senses and looking for a wealth husband, huh?” that’s… rude! Not even his father, who doesn’t seem to care about these boundaries, would say something like this to him.

“With all due respect, madam, your daughter keeps telling you her lack of interest in getting married, you should start respecting her wishes. I have a deep respect for family, but I don’t think parents should force their children on something they don’t want to do just because they know the children would do it due to all the respect they have. I believe what I’m trying to say is, don’t use of misfeasance on your daughter, she’s smart and caring, and… although every man would be lucky to have her as his wife, if she doesn’t want it, her wishes should be respected.” Wow… where did all this come from? Not even he can believe his own… eloquence talking about you.

“I hope this isn’t your excuse to stall her, boy.” “My intentions with you daughter are truly serious, just know I respect her… a lot.” He knows you’re looking at him, he wouldn’t dare to look at you right know, though, your eyes are something he doesn’t know how to handle, for some reason.

“Well, your head him, ma. Come on, Jumin, let me show you the other cats.” You grab his wrist, your hand is so soft… and warm and… what’s happening? He feels his arm melting from your touch.

“Hey, thanks for having my back. I knew I asked the right person.” “Because I like cats?” “That too, but… I knew you’re reasonable enough to put some senses on my mom’s head, you said I am smart and caring, but you’re even more caring than you think, you know that?” oh… so he was always your first option on this? He feels… honored, and really comfortable about being so reliable to you. He would feel sad if you found out that it’s not that he is caring, it’s just… he really cares about you…


“So, wait, let me get this straight: you want me to join you on a karaoke bar with your crazy cousin?” “Yeah, but how do you know he’s crazy?” “Hello…” “Oh yeah, background check…” “BINGO! I saw his posts on your timeline, he’s a… whack nut, huh?” “Yeah, so I thought you could really get along…” “OUCH!”

He pretended he was offended, but he was really down for this. The guy seems fun, karaokes are fun, you’re basically his favorite person in the whole world, why not? So what if he had to pretend to be your boyfriend? It wasn’t uncomfortable, actually it was… it was… the greatest mission 707 has ever been assigned! Yes, Defender of Justice will protect the most amazing lady from the handful cousin who has been in love for you since you were little kids and doesn’t get it that dating relatives is kinda weird! He won’t be the boyfriend you need, he will be the boyfriend you deserve! Or… something like this…

“This is Saeyoung, my boyfriend!” you introduce him. His hand shake is firm, too firm, actually… ouch, he’s hurting his hand!

“I see you have a thing for gingers, huh, MC?” oh yeah, he’s redhead too… sorta, his hair looks dyed.

“Well, MC is so unique and amazing, it’s kinda obvious she would fall for someone who’s among 1% of human population, you know… NATURAL gingers.” He smirks, and the guy shoots dagger with his eyes. Saeyoung puts his arm around your shoulder and kiss your head, oh, that was good… can he do this again?

“So, MC… remember the song we used to sing every family reunion? I was John Travolta, you’re Olivia Newton John, and we talked about those summer nights…” “Oh yeah, so tacky, right?” Saeyoung holds back the need to yell an “OUCH!”

“Well, I think it’s kinda romantic! Right, dude? Aren’t you romantic?” “Oh… huh, I’m more like the playful and teasing type…” Yes… if you were looking for romance, Saeyoung wouldn’t be the best suitor… did you want someone romantic? “Well, the MC I know it’s all about romance…” yeah, Saeyoung also could get that vibe from you…he know he isn’t suitable for you after all, but… why does it bother him so much?

“So… MC, do you want to sing “Summer Nights”? For old time’s sake? “A-Actually, I… I would like to sing something.” Saeyoung gets up quickly. “You do?” you ask, curiosity dancing in your eyes. “Yeah, just watch me!” he kisses your head again, why can’t he stop doing this?

“Yes, good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I dedicate this song to my adorable girlfriend. MC, this one is for you!” you were waiting for some cheesy ballad, and can’t hold your shocked face when he choose “I believe in a thing called Love” by The Darkness. He sings all the falsettos and even does some air guitar, you have no idea how to react, but… it’s impossible not to smile.
Judging from your cousin’s face, he totally got the message. Although Saeyoung isn’t sure what is the message, actually. All he cares about is the hug you give him when he gets down the stage.

“Is this romantic enough for you?” “I couldn’t care less about romance, this is just my cousin blinded by love. Anyway… mission accomplished, agent 707. You should win a medal for all the services you did!”

A mission… right… this was just a mission. He always felt relieved after his missions were over, that’s the only one he doesn’t want to be dismissed.


“Listen to me, no matter how much I beg, how much I plead, you can’t let me try any move on him, you got it?” “Yeah, yeah… I got it, you don’t need to repeat this again!” your ex-boyfriend is single again, you never forgot him, and everything started spinning when he invited you for some drinks, but… you know how much of a fuckboy he can be. You have your pride! You have your dignity! You have Saeran as your most honest friend, so you know he’s the only one capable of making you stay away from the guy. And hopefully, keeping the guy away from you by pretending to be your boyfriend.

Why would he say yes to such a lame idea? Can’t you deal with your own shit like the grown ass woman you are? Well, it’s been a while since he doesn’t leave his brother’s house, and if it is with you, he feels more comfortable. Also, your whining was annoying him. Okay, not annoying, more like… persuading him…

“Hey, this is Saeran, my boyfriend!” you’re hesitant about holding his hand. Will this be convincing if you don’t really have much of physical contact?
“Nice to meet you, bro. Hey! Hold her tight, or I’ll be ready to snatch her away!” you blush… OH HELL NO! You can’t be possibly falling for this! Saeran wrap his arm around your shoulder and pull you closer, staring at the guy.

“Good luck trying.” You’re so close, why do you smell so good? Shit, did you put all this perfume for this guy? Ugh… that’s so lame!

The night goes on, he notices the subtle flirt between you two. This dude really is a fuckboy, making moves on a girl who’s already taken and… well, okay, not technically, but still… he’s a player! And you can be silly most of the times, but you’re not that dumb! Saeran knows you’re not! That brave girl who’s been helping him with therapy can’t fall for these cheap moves!

But he gotta say, you flirting is… kinda cute, the way you bounce your hair and smile playfully, yes… this isn’t for him, though. And it’s bothering him!
“Hey, h-ho-honey, can I talk to you for a second? Alone!” you nod a ‘yes’ and you two get close to the door. “Let’s get out of here!”

“What? Why? No, I’m having fun!” “Exactly, and you shouldn’t have, right?” “Please, Saeran, pleeeeease, let’s stay!” “Sorry, I have direct orders to not give in to your pleading.” You get mad: “Fine! I’ll go back by myself!” you turn your back on him, only to look at you ex talking with this other girl.

Saeran’s arm is around you again, now leading you out of there. You’re not crying, thank God! But you look really hurt, and he hates that!

“Wait! Are you seriously sad over this guy who doesn’t give a shit about you? I thought you were smarter, MC.” Great, now you’re crying! Good job, Saeran!
“Hey, don’t… don’t cry. I… don’t know what to tell you, but…” you hug him, your alluring perfume is all over him now. “Do you mind if we stay like this for a while? You don’t have to say anything, just… stay like this…” “Okay, I guess…”
This is weird… so fucking weird! He never touched someone like this before… is he doing it right? Is it supposed to be this good?

hihiyas  asked:

Enjonine + "pretend you didn't hear that"

He sings in the shower. Enjolras, super serious president to be (in a few decades anyway), sings in the fucking shower. And it’s not opera either, no. It’s everything cheesy and dramatic, from Taylor Swift to Disney to Adele that one time. 

She shows up for the free concert whenever she can - she lives with him, it’s super easy to be at home when he comes back from a long day of work. And he’s never once caught her at it. She is dying to make fun of him for it, but that would mean he wouldn’t do it again, and to be honest he’s a good singer and his dramatic reenactment of “How Far I’ll Go” was both adorable and kind of doing it for her. 

Yes, she is very aware that she has a problem. It’s called falling for boys who will never love her back. First Marius (ugh, terrible time in her life, terrible idea) and now this! 

It’s a serious problem, especially when she forgets not to think about how naked he is while singing. 

And that’s how she gets caught, face flushed and mind a million miles away when ‘Jolras tiptoes out of the bathroom - wearing nothing but a towel. 

Wow, rude. 

Within seconds, he is blushing more than she is. 

“Please,” he goes straight to begging, “just pretend you didn’t hear that.” 

Right now she is only hearing the pounding in her heart. He is mostly naked, and wet, and he is actually killing her. 

Which is why she is distracted enough to start letting things slip. 

“Can I make a request?” she cannot let this go. “I really like it when you do Moana.” 

So much for not letting him know that she’s heard him sing before and that she has favorites. Way to go, Eponine. 

“Why aren’t you making fun of me?” Enjolras is, of course, suspicious. 

“You’re naked,” she reminds him. 

Fuck, now he’ll probably get dressed. Ugh, having feelings is the worst

“And you’re not telling me to get dressed before I blind someone with my pasty self,” he is almost smiling. “Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.” 

Nerd. Why is she even in love with this dork? Her heart is so freaking terrible at choosing. 

Okay, no actually… He’s been nothing but supportive of her hopes and dreams, he’s been an okay roommate, he actually tries to make her laugh even if he has to make fun of himself to do it. And he’s awfully pretty. And smart, and…

Ugh, feelings

“Feelings?” he asks. 

“Pretend you didn’t hear that.” 

Send me a ship and a prompt and I’ll write you 5+ sentences of fic

Welcome, one and all, to a very special episode of the Unions, entitled Eyes Wide Shut. No, we haven’t joined a sex cult (not for lack of trying as you will soon discover), I’m talking about my eyes, as this update is comprised entirely of shit that happened on free will while I was makeovering the dormies and not paying attention. I was about to type ‘big mistake’ but honestly, what thing about this family isn’t.

As seen above, Daniel and Gunther are still battling it out over the amazing honor of being Jojo’s #1 best bro. Having picked the genius strategy of pandering to Jojo’s violent tendencies, Gunther is slowly but surely edging Daniel out.

-Damn that std-riddled-almost-morning-after-pilled brat! Jojo is mine, I have seniority!

Ugh, wish I could help, Dan, but I see no way to win this short of letting Jojo murder you. A bond that can never be broken..

..unlike every other bond going on around here. I hear secret society bells! We’re coming, Ronroneo ❤

Aw, newly madeover dormie likes Gunther, how sweet! Well, sis, It’s your lucky day!

-Congratulations, babe, you’re the 200th insignificant rando to be into me! You win a quick view of my topless body and the opportunity to write my term paper while I ask out the hot goth chick next to you. No offense but that dog shirt freaks me out, traumatic pet childhood, you understand.. Can’t be dating people who remind me of my dad.


Gunther’s aspiration bar is about to hit the crapper so I briefly intervene to make sure the date with blue-meatballs-hair goes well. Things are heating up quickly as per us, dog shirt is writing our term paper in the background, all is well, and then Gunther puts his date down..

AND TURNS AROUND AND KISSES THIS RANDO. I took a look at Gunther’s panel and apparently he has already woohooed the rando at some unspecified point in time but this is the first time they kiss! Kids these days. But seriously who the fuck is this girl and WHERE WAS I. Even better, Meatballs has 0 reaction to this even though its happening smack down in the middle of their date. WELL ALRIGHT THEN

Oh nice, gross hippy also wants a piece of this. Get in line, bro, it’s kind of a busy day.






-We have something that you’ll never understand ♡


-Ah, that was a pleasant break.. So where were we? Right, so Victor is like, the bully of the family, a massive asshole tbh but don’t tell Jojo I said so cause he loves him, go figure.. 



WHAT IS GOING ON IN THIS DORM. And of course it’s a dream date! Meatballs, no offense, but you’re truly setting the bar for low standards.

-Ugh get with the times, grandma, spending an entire date without fucking at least two people? What is this, Victorian England? 

Yea but all you did was stand there smiling, homework in hand, and then get shooed off?



LMAO oh man did gross hippy pick the wrong guy to pull this shit on. See you @ the pearly gates sis!

AT LAST, JUSTICE, as delivered by the heavy hand of the secret society lunatic who we’re not even friends with. Whatever, get him, girl!


-It meant the world to me, babe, do you have any idea how much I want to resurrect my cat??


Woah, woah, let’s not be hasty here, lunatic Vicki.. I mean if you being alive is the problem, there are ways to solve that. Meatballs, I take back everything, I see your value now.



…But at the end of the day, all that matters is the person sleeping next to you! In different but related news, I’m deleting and I won’t be missed.

Blindspot Hiatus Project - 30 Day Blindspot Challenge

Day 1. Favorite Season

I was thinking that I would have an unpopular opinion when it came to this category but I’m glad @still-with-hearts-beating beat me to it. Her post is perfect so go check it out if you haven’t read it. She basically covers everything hat for me makes season 2 my favorite season. But considering my love for talking about the show, the fact that she covered everything isn’t gonna stop me from my rambling.

Technically, if we were going to judge the two seasons separately and “academically” if you wish, season 1 on paper should be the winner but as a fan and as a viewing experience now that season 2 has concluded, I have to say I prefer it over the first.

People usually talk about how first seasons are flawless or are always a show’s best. And in many ways that is true, especially shows that have ground breaking first seasons like Blindspot had. And there’s no denying how amazing it is. Almost technically flawless. The premise, the idea, the characters, the writing, the execution (minus the shaky cam)… everything was spot on.

And usually and very commonly, shows especially those that enjoyed stellar freshman seasons, suffer through a sophomore slump. And boy did Blindspot suffer. But, still with the slump, as an overall experience, I still prefer it.

First of all, all the character growth this season was incredible. In season 1, the characters were still… new, fresh and even though they were already very complex and developed characters back then, they really came into their own in season 2. They grew and developed and became far more interesting than the “younger” version of themselves we met in the first seasons. On the one had, the things they went through over the two years really help make them grow, and also, the writing for them became more mature as they became clearer as characters for the writers. And yes, we can argue about the “phase” that Kurt went through, but it was all part of a larger and bigger journey that gave us the Kurt of the last few episodes. He became a true leader, a great boss, a good friend, and was able to become more open and more aware of his own feelings. And that is just one example. Do not even get me started on Patterson, Tasha or Reade. And Jane and Roman? These two I can write a thesis long post about their journeys. 

Originally posted by janiedoe

Originally posted by janiedoe

And speaking of Kurt and Jane, of course, my feelings about Jeller’s journey this season have been obvious. I mean, I have been annoyingly loud and vocal about them. But here’s let me reiterate. As much as I loved every single moment and scene and look from season 1, everything in season 2 was heightened, the stakes were higher, the emotions intensified, the angst multiplied, the fluff sweeter, the journey more exhausting and more challenging and more dangerous. They had an impossible uphill battle against each other and against themselves and against the world and still, they came out of it victorious and goddammit this was one of the most amazing journey for a couple that I have ever ever ever seen. To get to where they got from where they started, battling everything in their way, overcoming so many demons and challenges, relearning who they are and how to trust each other, allowing the other person back in dispute the pain and the betrayal, trusting them with their life and their heart… UGH EVERYTHING WAS SO PURE AND PRECIOUS AND BEAUTIFUL!!! THIS SHIP AND THEIR LOVE IS EVERYTHING.

Originally posted by marap

Originally posted by annciabvl

And from Jeller, let’s move on to the team. One of my favorite “growths” this year has been the team going from “I’ve never seen his apartment” to hanging out at Kurt’s for drinks at least twice, coming over (and Patty baking a cake) for the baby thing (ugh) and Tasha just casually dropping by to talk about Reade. THAT IS GROWTH FOR YOU RIGHT THERE!!! They went from a kick ass CIRG team that is the elite squad at the NYO to being friends to be a tight knit family that NO ONE can come between!! And yes, Jane coming into their world did play a role in that, obviously, but it was also all their collective growth and coming together through the horrible things they had to endure. And so you know that going into season 3, Jane and Kurt will be on a journey not to rescue their team but to save their family, and it is going to be SPECTACULAR.

Originally posted by annciabvl

And then… there are the new characters, and namely, Roman. Oh boy, what can I say about Roman… honestly I cannot say much. We have a saying in Arabic that translates to “my testimony is flawed”. And that is the case with me and Roman because I just think he is the most incredible characters, the most interesting and complex and just… ugh. I am so not objective when it comes to him that really, there is nothing I can say that will not come out utterly biased. I think we hit the jack pot with Roman and with Luke and I hope we can keep him forever. he brings so much to the show, to the story and to this cast and group that he just single handedly made season 2 so much more… more! And do not get me started on his relationship with Jane! ::cries forever::

Originally posted by janiedoe

The over arching story with Sandstorm and the incomparable Shepherd/Michelle was also such a winning added element to the show. It was great having the characters focused on one endgame, on one struggle that brought them all together despite their differences and their interpersonal issues. It made it all more believable and against raised the stakes for absolutely everyone, made it all so much more personal and gave them so much to lose and also so much to gain. Also, Shepherd was a perfect perfect villain. None of this evil for the sake of being evil nonsense. She also is one of the most compelling, interesting and complex characters I have ever come across and Michelle Hurd was a TREASURE to have on this show.

Originally posted by ltfrankcastle

When it comes to the second season of shows, the writers are always looking to try new things. They do know what the things that worked in season 1 are, they do, they haven’t forgotten them, but there is always the challenge of breaking out of this and trying something new and different, to challenge themselves as writers and push things further out of their comfort zone. And that isa gamble that does not always work. That is why shows slump in season 2. That exercise, and the learning curve in it, is so important because they come out of it stronger, it helps them understand their strengths and weaknesses away from the wonder of season one. They know their show better and their characters better.  

I loved season 2 for so many reasons. It’s more mature and lost some of the novelty and the innocence of season 1. It is certainly darker and edgier and more experimental in certain areas. It did not lie on the laurels of season 1, did not depend on what made season 1 so good because the writers wanted to push the envelope to try new things and while this failed at some points, it also made it so much better eventually when they hit their stride.

And of course, Rich. Rich Dotcom. Thank you.

Originally posted by janiedoe

Honestly, the only other shows I remember enjoying their second seasons more are Alias and Haven.

And I am sorry this has gotten out of hand. Imma shut up now. Bye.

Originally posted by kate-dammit-run

anonymous asked:

how would saeyounf react if in his route he had to bring mc to his apartament and he's still trying to ouser her away so she spends the most of the time with vanderwood and he actually make her smile and they got really close to each other how would saeyoung feel?

Countdown to the Cake: 6

Microwave me



Silence. It was so quiet that a needle hitting the floor would be heard and echoes down the hallway of Seven’s bunker-house.

He didn’t know how silent it was until he took his headphones off. How long has it been since the last time he heard your compliments about his decoration taste, your relieved and thankful tone telling him how happy you were he got you out of that apartment, your apologies for barging into his space like this, it’s just… you were worried about him not going to sleep or eating. Ugh… what was the time he heard your voice?

Why wasn’t him feeling any better? If he pushed you away, it would be better for both of you, but… it wasn’t helping him at all! He couldn’t stop wondering if you were comfortable in his place, if you had eaten, if you weren’t bored, if you… hated him for everything that happened to his brother and for putting you in so much danger… oh, why the simple thought of you hating him caused this much pain in his chest? Even though he knew deep inside that it should be the right feeling right now?

At the same time, why is it so…warm having you wandering around his place? Laying in his couch, taking showers in his bathroom, cooking with Vanderwood in the kitchen… wait, what? Is he seeing what he thinks he’s seeing through the cameras in his apartment? You and Vanderwood cooking? What is Vanderwood doing here, did he come back when he realized Seven was back as well? Why didn’t he say anything? Why didn’t he reprimand him for bringing a girl to his place where there’s so many secret information hanging around? Why is he… smiling?

Oh no… is Vanderwood trying to get your trust just so he can convince you that going away is the best option for you? Or worse… what if he holds you hostage in order to make Seven finish his work? That sneaking bastard! He’s paying for this if something bad ever happens to you, what the agency will do with him later doesn’t really matter anymore, he just needs to protect you, he did it from Saeran, he’ll do it again, that’s all he can do anyway… ugh… how come Seven took you to the safest place on Earth and yet you’re still in danger? He’s so useless…

Shit! Where did you two go? Oh no… he’s leading you to a trap in the garage, isn’t he? SHIT! Seven jumps out of his chair and goes after you, yep, you’re still in the garage, he knew attaching a little GPS device in your clothes was a good idea!

As Seven gets closer, he listens that very familiar threatening sound… THE TASER GUN! Shit! If Vanderwood is hurting you, he’s such a dead man! He bolts inside the garage.

“MC!” you and Vanderwood jump, looking at him. You’re… fine, you’re okay! Oh, thank God!

“Shit, Agent Seven, you scared us!”

“Are you okay? You look pale…” you turn your body towards him. “See? I told you he would look like this after not eating for so long…” you turn to Vanderwood, who nods. “Don’t you wanna sit, Seven? I don’t want you to pass out…” Ugh… why do you worry so much about him? He doesn’t deserve it!

“I’m… don’t be ridiculous, MC, I’m fine.” Did he just tell you not to be ridiculous? Asshole! “What are you doing here in the garage with… him?”

“Hum? Oh… Vanderwood is teaching me how to use a taser gun, see?” Vanderwood fidgets the device in his hand. “He told me I needed to learn how to defend myself after everything that has happened.” Wait? Did you really tell Vanderwood about the hacker being his lost sibling and about the bomb? What the fuck, MC?

“Everything that has happened…” Seven mutters to himself, getting ready to yell at you for sharing something he asked you to keep as a secret.

“Yes, she told me about you rescuing her from a stranger in the apartment.” Stranger? Oh… so you didn’t tell him… well, okay then…

“He was showing me how to use it and he promised to teach me some personal defense moves while the food is in the oven!”

“Which reminds me, time to take it out, MC. We still need to finish that sauce.”

“Yes, of course. Let’s go!”

You pass right beside Seven and smile, which makes him look away before he blushes, how can you smile in this situation? And why such a cute smile? Ugh…

“Hey! Have some manners and be nicer to your guest, she’s not the one to blame for your own mistakes, agent.” He whispers as he puts a hand on Seven’s shoulder, which might look like a friendly gesture if the grip wasn’t so tight and painful.

“Yes, maa’m. “ Seven rolls his eyes and walks back to his house. Well… at least you’re okay, after all.

“Now, MC, the secret to a good roast beef is to let it cook slowly at a low temperature, then sear it in a hot skillet.”

“Got it! Whoa… look at the little crust, it looks amazing!” you say as you take it out of the oven. It smells really good…

“Yes, it does! Good job, you learn pretty quickly. Unlike some other people…” Seven doesn’t even bother to look at him.

“You’re just a good teacher.” Now Seven looks at Vanderwood, he’s… embarrassed. He’s… blushing. Oh my God! Are you two flirting?

“So, MC… have you decided what you’re doing about RFA party?” Seven asks without looking at you, though he is paying fully attention, looking for any signs of some flirting going on.

“I… am still answering the guests’ emails, but… I won’t attend it if you say it’s risky, Seven. I trust your judgment.”

“Even when you shouldn’t, though.” He feels a foot hitting his leg behind the table. Goddamnit, Vanderwood! “I mean… do as you wish.”

“Yes, don’t feel pressured on doing what this dumbass wants, he doesn’t even know to treat a guest politely.”

“Oh, I’m not a guest, I’m an intruder. It’s… it’s fine, I don’t mind.” Oh… why would you even say this? He… he doesn’t want you to feel like you’re not welcomed here, even if he can’t really welcome you properly.

“You’re not an intruder. Don’t say things like that.” He says bluntly, though he feels this need to look you in the eye and tell you how good it is to have you here.

“Don’t you think she’s feeling like an intruder because you’re treating her like one?”

“Vanderwood, it’s fine, I…”

“No! If he was stupid enough to put you in danger, he should at least be nice to you. I don’t really approve what’s going on here, but since it can’t be helped, he should make sure to protect you, teach you how to protect yourself, answer all the questions you probably have. Why are you still defending him, MC?” how is it possible that he wants to know the answer and at the same time, he doesn’t? Is it because he already knows the answer? Is it because… he would answer the same? Is it because he lov…

“I won’t stand here to listen to your hypocrite bullshit, Mary Vanderwood the 3rd, have fun babysitting while I try to take the actual danger away from her.” He gets up and makes his way to the hallway.

“Seven, won’t you really eat? I don’t think this is healthy, I…”

“I already told you I don’t care about what you think. Pay attention to his lessons and go to bed early. And… be careful, Mary is still a guy, after all.” He was expecting for tears, but there’s nothing, just your curious worried face that makes him feel like hugging you and apologizing immediately, which… he can’t really do, so he walks away, resisting the need to look behind.

“Are you okay, MC?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I… can’t say the same for him, though…”

“He’s a big boy, don’t worry about him so much. Let him work and clean this mess, that will be a first, for sure.”

“Okay, I’ll… I’ll give him some space for now.” You turn to face Vanderwood, who’s watching the roast beef. “Thank you…”

“For what?”

“For trying to help me, and… for making me company even when you don’t want me here.”

“I disapprove this situation as an agent, but I never said I don’t want you here. I… really appreciate the company from someone who’s interested in learning how to roast chicken.”

“Don’t you mean roast beef?”

“No, the next lesson will be chicken. Are you ready?” you nod and smile, and he… surprisingly smiles back.

Seven keeps watching this improbable duo cooking and cleaning the kitchen a little later. Why do you keep being nice to these filthy cockroaches who are Vanderwood and him? How come you’re so bright and warm in a situation like this? You’re not even judging his brother after what he tried to do, you’re so… sweet and lovely. You deserve so much more than having to learn how to break someone’s nose just in case…

And you cook pretty well, but he just found this out when he sneaked to the kitchen after you went to sleep and saw this spared plate with a note “Microwave me, Seven ~”

Unbelievably adorable… he can’t help imagining how would it be if he could taste your food like this everyday, or if he could cook for you, if he could join you in his bed right now, finally get some sleep and wake up with you… Unfortunately, all he can do is settle for this micro waved food and go back to find a way into Mint Eye. It’s all he can do for you, and it’s much more than he deserves.

Or… he could finish installing that 707 simulator in the Robot Cat to make you laugh a little. Vanderwood’s jokes must be awful.

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Jon gets a puppy

So a while back this pic happened, so now this fic happened.

Cuz why not

While getting over his now ex-girlfriend, Jon decided, rather suddenly for him, to get a dog. Robb had pointed him towards his sister.

“She’s good at this. Sansa always knows this kinda stuff, researching things, planning.”

Feeling suddenly overwhelmed by his decision, Jon took to the advice, and Robb was right, Sansa did know about this sort of thing, at least it seemed that way to Jon.

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Happy Birthday Nico!

A/N: This is my first PJO/HOO fanfic ever, but I had to do it for my baby’s birthday especially since I’ve thought about it a lot. (Does not follow TOA canon b/c that would confuse me so yeah) Enjoy!

Nico blinked his eyes awake as light streamed in through the crack between his curtains. For once, he felt like he actually got some sleep, not remembering having any nightmares that night. But something was wrong.

What time is it?

Normally, his annoying “doctor” Will Solace would wake him up for breakfast in order to ensure he was eating and taking care of himself. Nico scoffs at the thought of Solace nagging him, with his stupid “Doctor’s Orders”, his blinding smile, his wavy blond hair that glints in the sun, his sparkling blue eyes that seem to reflect the color of the sky most days, the sort of blue Nico has gotten lost in several times…

No, Nico thought, I will not get lost in that. We’re close friends. It’s nice having a best friend and I will NOT be ruining this with a stupid crush.

Nico has learned over the past months how to act normal and friendly – well, Nico’s version of friendly, which means being less distant and reserved than normal. It’s a work in progress.

Nico refocuses back into reality, peeking out his curtains to see the sun decently high in the sky. Had Will forgotten about him? Nico hated how used to, even dependent on, the son of Apollo greeting him every morning he was. Was Will so integral to his life that he didn’t even know how to start the day on his own now?

Nico pushed any negative thoughts to the back of his mind as he went and got ready. Will must’ve had an early shift at the infirmary or something. Or maybe he’s giving Nico a day to sleep in for once, seeing as he complains about being up early every day. He hasn’t slept in till 11 in quite some time. He decides to head to the pavilion and see if he can still get food, even if it’s not lunch time yet. Maybe then he can skip actual lunch and train in the arena since no one will be there.

When he opens his door, there’s a note on the ground with a giant sun on it.

Solace, he suppresses a smile and rolls his eyes at the crudely drawn sun with a smiley face in it.

Gooooood morning, Sunshine!

I don’t even know if it’ll still be morning when you read this, but anyway, I let you sleep in today because I had to cover someone’s shift at the infirmary along with my own all morning.

As an apology for not forcing you awake, I wrote a haiku :)

Love, Will

Nico gets caught on that last part. He said love… Nico can only see those words, casually written by Will, who doesn’t even see how it could mean so much to Nico. It’s just a typical sign-off, don’t look into it. Nico shakes his head to clear his thoughts and remembers the rest of the note. He flips it over to read the most likely terrible haiku:

Find the green-eyed boy

Tell him “The sun will set soon”

Do it for me please :)

Nico doesn’t even think he understands what haikus should be, or that it’s more than a syllable pattern. Whatever, he reads it again anyways just to hear Will’s voice saying it to him (he’s got it so bad). On his third read through, he realizes that it’s actually telling him to do something. Green-eyed boy? He wonders. ‘Do it for me please’ Ugh, he thinks to himself. Will Solace can get away with nearly anything with Nico, all he has to do is ask and Nico will eventually give in. With an eye roll, Nico leaves his cabin to find Percy. If this is some big joke and I end up wet, Solace is gonna get it.


After stopping at the pavilion for an apple, Nico heads to the Poseidon cabin. He had considered shadow travelling there, if not just because he knows Solace would hate it, but decided against it. He doesn’t want to accidentally stumble upon Percy and Annabeth ever again. Ever. When he knocks, Percy cracks open the door and peeks out through the crack.

“What’s the password?” Percy says in an unnecessary whisper. He’s one of those people who don’t even know how to whisper, so Nico doesn’t know why he bothers trying.

“Percy, what’s going on,” Nico deadpans.

“Passsswoooord.” He’s as stubborn and stupid as ever, Nico thinks.

“Ugh,” he pulls out the paper, “‘The sun will set soon.’ It’s like midday, who came up with this—” Nico is cut off as Percy yanks him through the door and shuts it quickly. The cabin is pitch black and Nico starts feeling anxious. He didn’t think anything was going to happen, so he didn’t exactly mentally prepare for an attack.

“Percy, what the—”

“SURPRISE!!!!!!” The lights suddenly come on and Nico is momentarily blinded and deafened by the shouting. Instinctively, he grabs his sword and swings out, ready to fight off whatever has caught him off guard. When his senses catch up to him, he registers a certain son of Apollo standing in front of him looking shocked and holding a sign that has now been sliced in half.

“Uhhh Death Boy? Mind putting that away? I spent a long time on this birthday sign and I don’t want anything else to be cut in half, namely me.” Will blushed slightly, giving Nico a shy smile and that look that always gets Nico to do what he says.

“What in the Hades is going on, Solace?” Nico sheaths his sword and looks around, taking in the balloons, banners with his name on it, and all his friends, who look both alarmed and amused at the same time.

“Um, hello? It’s your birthday! Happy Birthday, Nico!!” Will drops the two halves of the sign to the ground in favor of throwing his arms up and grinning like he won the lottery.

As Nico tries to process this information, Percy comes up from behind and throws his arm across Nico’s shoulders.

“Bro, it’s a celebration of the day you were born! You know, your birthday. Come on, lighten up! Solace here put it all together and somehow kept from telling you,” Percy snickered at the last part.

Will’s face turned red with both frustration and embarrassment as he said, “I can keep a secret! Besides, we all worked to make this happen. So, let’s have fun!” With that, everyone cheered and started milling about, music playing in the background of happy conversations. Will grabbed Nico’s hand, much to Nico’s embarrassment, and pulled him along to show him around the party. As Will excitedly chatted about all the planning they had done (it really is amazing that Nico had no idea, Will is such a blabbermouth), Nico marveled at the fact that it was his birthday. He didn’t even remember it himself, and yet here was Will and his friends, hoping to make Nico’s day special. He looked around at all the decorations and all his friends, who looked genuinely happy to be there. Nico may have moved on from believing that he had no friends, but sometimes he couldn’t even fathom what great friends he had.

His birthdays in the past had been filled with self-hate and regret – hating that he was born, regretting his actions that caused others pain, things of that sort. Even today, he felt that somewhere in his mind, he knew it was his birthday, but he didn’t want to think about it because he knew that he’d just have those negative thoughts, as always.

“Hey,” Will pulled Nico from his thoughts, a look of concern under his gentle smile, “You okay? You haven’t said anything yet. Is the party okay? Is it too much? It’s too much, isn’t it. I knew I should’ve put up less decorations. I was too excited. Ugh and you probably don’t appreciate the little suns everywhere, but it’s all the Apollo cabin had—”

“Will,” Nico cut him off, “It’s incredible. Sorry, I was just thinking… I really appreciate you and everyone else, you know, going through all this trouble for me. I didn’t even realize today… I mean normally… how did you even know?” Nico couldn’t get out words properly, he didn’t know how to express the extreme gratitude he felt.

Will only grinned, “I’m your doctor – of course I know when your birthday is, Death Boy. And I wasn’t about to let your special day go uncelebrated.”

Nico scoffed, “Special day… my whole life has been a mess. I don’t know if the day of my birth should be celebrated all that much.”

“No, you don’t get to say that.” Will stopped Nico and stood in front of him, a frown on his lips. “You are a hero and a fantastic friend to everyone here. Without you, many of us, probably even the whole camp, wouldn’t be here. I am extremely grateful that you were born today, however many years ago, because I—” Will seemed to choke on his words, turning red in the process.

“Because you…? Are you okay?” Nico was just confused now, having no idea why Will cut himself off.

“Because I… get to do this!” With that, Will lunged forward and swiped frosting across Nico’s cheek. Nico was so caught off guard, he stood there for a good 3 seconds as Will laughed, gaining the attention of those around him. Then Nico narrowed his eyes, found the cake, grabbed a handful, and flung it right at Will’s face so that frosting and a chunk of cake slid down his cheek.

“FROSTING FIGHT!” Percy was the first to jump at the cake, resulting in an all-out frosting war.

By the end, everyone was covered in frosting and chocolate cake and giggling like maniacs. Even Nico had jumped in, shadow traveling a few times to get the jump on people.

Once everyone calmed down a bit, Will came up to Nico with a clump of cake and frosting on a plate and a single candle shoved in it.

“We still have to sing to the birthday boy,” Will said with a shy smile. Nico offered his own small smile as everyone gathered around and sang “Happy Birthday” to Nico. Nico thought about each face that was smiling at him, ending on the face of Will Solace, who beamed the brightest out of them all.

“Make a wish, Nico,” Will said gently, once the song had finished.

Looking up at that face, Nico knew what to wish for. He had a great life – far from perfect, but pretty great. He had almost everything he wanted, just one thing was missing.

He closed his eyes, and he blew out the candle.

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Shoutout To My Ex Part 2

Part 1

“Harry?” Your heart dropped and your stomach completely flipped. Like of course it had to be Harry fucking Styles pounding obsessively on your door this early. Of all the people, it just had to be him. Your momentary confusion passed as the anger appeared. “What the actual hell Harry?” you aggressively whispered. “Its not even 8 fucking am and your pounding on my door like some, like some mad man.” You paused and looked at him, waiting for him to respond, except he didn’t, he just let you rant on. “It’s been what a month? since you last talked to me? No wait, since you broke my heart? and now you just show up, uninvited at 7 am. But then no of course instead of thinking oh she may be asleep or i don’t know calling?, you pound on my door for 10 minutes until I fucking answer it and now, oh don’t even get me started on now. Now yo-” You were abruptly cut off by his lips crashing to yours. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, you fingers tangling in the hair at the back of his head. He groaned into the kiss and held tightly onto your waist. And for a second it was nice. Almost nice enough to not want it to end. But then your confusion cleared and you moved your hands to his chest to push him away. Except he knew that this would happen so he did the one thing that got you every time. He gently bit your bottom lip and pulled before moving to your earlobe and nibbling on the skin under the ear. Instead of pushing him away your hand clutched his shirt and held on for dear life, knees weakening as you lightly fell into his body with a light moan.

“(y/n)?” your friends confused voice mumbled walking into the room. She glanced from you to Harry and then back again. “What the fuck?” she nearly yelled, causing you to guiltily push Harry away and for your face to flush a dark red color. Harry had the opposite reaction. His anxiety was replaced with a sort of confidence. He smirked and walked further into the house making his way towards the living room. 

“Nice to see you again.” He happily said as he walked past her. She ignored him, grabbed your hand and dragged you into the bedroom. Closing and locking the door behind her.

“What the hell is going on (y/n)? I thought you and Harry were over. Like completely over?”

“We were-are” you caught yourself before falling back onto the bed with your hands covering your face. Your friend sighed and pulled your hands away from your face.

“What is he doing here then?”

“I-I don’t know. He just showed up and then, then he kissed me and I don’t know I just couldn’t, my body couldn’t stop him..” you admitted. “Help!” you whined. “I don’t know what to do..”

“You need to go out there, sit not next to him but at a distance and figure out what the hell he is doing here. That’s what you’re going to do.” You stared at her. You knew thats what needed to happen but you were much happier in here, sitting in bed, avoiding the whole damn thing. “(y/n). Now.” she ordered with her finger pointed at the door. With a heavy groan you stood up and dragged your feet to the door. “Go.”

“Fineee.” you walked to the couch and found Harry comfortably making himself at home, flipping through the channels. This pissed you off like all the nerve he had. You snatched the remote from him and glared before turning it off and tossing the remote aside. “Harold.”

“(y/n).” he smugly said with a smile. Ugh why did he have to have such a good fucking face. 

“What the hell are you doing here.” You weren’t in the mood for his flirty behavior. It wasn’t even 8 am and you hadn’t had one cup of coffee. “No calls, texts or anything for months. You go off with some-some slut-”

“Did you really not love me?” he asked suddenly, catching you off guard.

“N- wait what?”

“In your post…you said that you didn’t know that you didn’t actually love me..”

You sighed and bounced your knee. Harry watched it go up and down and then he scooted closer and placed his hand on it. “I don’t mean to make you nervous..I-I just-”

“I loved you. I loved you more than anything.” you quickly admitted looking into his green eyes. 

“But-but your post?”

“Ugh, it was just to get people off my back Harry! I couldn’t do it anymore. People kept asking, tagging me in pictures of you..I just needed it to stop. And I didnt even write that! Its just fucking song lyrics.” You were frustrated now. Of course the post had caused all of this. It had backfired. The problem hadn’t gone away, it had blown up in your face and the proof was the curly haired fucking angel sitting in front of you. “Harryyy what are you even doing here? You have some new seem happy. Why come back now?” you didnt care how whiny you sounded. You just wanted this to be over with.

“I-I don’t know. I wasn’t really thinking the past month, just hanging around girls who I thought could beat you. But none of them did. None of them even got close..When I saw your post..and that it trended world wide I knew you had moved on. I knew it was over. But I couldn’t stand the idea of that..I couldn’t get you out of my head. So I came here.”

“Harry I didnt mean to make your life miserable with the post-”

He cut you off and pulled you closer. “Don’t you get it though?” he whispered. “You made things clear. I realized I need you. I want you. Theres no one else I want. Its you, it always has been, it always will be.” You sucked in a breath as his lips met yours. It was a brief warm kiss that left your lips tingling, wanting more. “I’ve made my choice (y/n) I want you. I won’t force you to make yours though. I just wanted you to know my feelings. When you make or don’t make your choice let me know..” And with that he pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek and left. 

“AHHHH!” you shrieked as you threw a pillow into the wall. Your friend came running out and grabbed your hand before you broke something or hurt yourself. Tears were running down your face and you had no idea what to do. “He wants me back.. Harry wants us to be a thing. He-he-”

“Shh..” your friend comforted. “It’s going to be okay..Everything is going to be fine. It’ll all work out.”

You nodded and took a deep breath. You were so fucking confused. “What the hell am I going to doooo?” you whined.

“You’re going to get dressed and we are going to get breakfast then figure out what to about H-”

“Don’t say his name.”

“Fine.” She laughed at you. “We will figure out what to do with He who must not be named.” You rolled your eyes and walked to the bedroom. Fuck, not even 8 am and already this much fucking drama? What the hell were you doing with your life? It’s like you were goddamn Harry Potter or something. Ugh what were you going to do..

Here it is peeps a part 2!


Toradora! Novel Vs. Anime

So I finally got around to reading the Toradora light novel in its entirety. Apparently I have lots of opinions on it, lmao.

Everyone keeps saying that the light novel ending to Toradora is identical to the anime adaptation - to which I say, what in the actual fresh hell? These people are either insane or just not very discerning, lol.

Because yeah, holy shit, the two endings RADICALLY DIFFER in several, several important ways. I have this itching desire to make, like, a whole “novel primer” post for fans who haven’t read / aren’t interested in reading Toradora’s light novel but are at least curious about it.  I wanted to do a write-up for the sake of quashing this bizarre fandom notion that the novel is exactly the same as the anime…. but also for the sake of maybe getting more fanfics set in the novel-verse rather than the anime-verse??? Maybe? Or, better yet, it would be great if fandom would just collectively combine the best aspects of both into one super-world where everything is awesome and nothing hurts. (Throw in the adorable manga-only plot points too, while we’re at it!)

Maybe someday I’ll do a whole big summary of the novel (or at least the scenes where I think the differences b/t the two are significant), but mainly, I want to tackle the biggest difference of all: that goddamn ending.

So here’s an actual rundown of some of the differences between Toradora’s novel and anime, for anyone who’s interested. There are spoilers in here for both the novel and the anime, obviously!

…Also, as a double-warning, even to those who don’t intend to ever read the novel: if you’re a fan of the Toradora manga adaptation (and are continuing to follow it, even with its excruciatingly slow release schedule), you may want to note that the manga seems to be sticking to the novel’s version of things (though there are exceptions there too) rather than the anime. In other words, this post may be spoiling the eventual ending of the manga too.

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Peter Parker X Stark Reader        So your a Stark part.1

Hello to my 11 followers I thought I should do a little series story. So I hope you all enjoy it so here it is.

Originally posted by jedi-like-my-father-before-me

Prompt: You’re Stark’s 16 year old daughter that he just found out about since you mother and stepfather passed away fury decided that you should live with Tony and not you crazy dictator uncle. What happens when you run into Peter Parker?

       Since you’re mother and stepfather passed away on a mission from shield Fury though it was best you met you biological father . Tony Stark. Let just say         once you knocked on Tony’s door he thought you we’re just some kid pulling some prank to get money. Then he slammed the door on you, you keep        knocking hopping he would open the door but after 3 minute you called Fury too just send you with you uncle. After 39 mins of silence there was          knocking on Tony’s door once again and he wasn’t happy about it. When he opened the door he saw Fury and behind him was you . Tony couldn’t believe he got a girl pregnant almost 17 years ago. He did a DNA test to make sure. And it was true you were his daughter. Tony asked you to go to the living room while he talked too Fury.

 “ Where is her mother? Did she just give her up” Tony asked while having his back towards you

      “ Selena and her husband died on a mission shield sent them on. Listen Tony I know this is all hitting you pretty fast but I don’t want her with her uncle, he’s (enter bad guys name). Everyone in Shield wants the best for this girl. Just take care of her .”

  “ Come on Fury. If shield really cared about her why doesn’t someone take her ?”

       “Because Selena wanted her to be with you Tony, You’re lucky man Selena and (dads name) did all the hard work she’s just a 16 year old girl who is in high school.”

      Fury saws as he start to walk away from Tony. He takes one last look at you

       “ Tony she needs her father just be a good dad to her”

              And with that he said goodbye to you and walked out

“ So kid what’s you name” He walked too you  like if you were some wild animal


“What school do you go to?What grade are you in ?”

   “ You can stop pretending you know. After a week Fury will think you’re taking care of me and you can just send me away to my uncle, and i’ll be out of you hair forever again “

“Listen kid I know times are tough and all…..”

   “Where can I sleep I have a long day of AP test tomorrow”

“Umm upstairs third door to the left can’t miss it. Do you need a ride to school tomorrow ?”

  “Um yea that would be great thanks…..ugh goodnight.”

“Night kid”

The Next Morning


   How long does it take for one guy to get ready I mean he’s not even the one who is driving. Yea I get that he’s probably not used to waking up early but he offered to take me to school and I go to school in Queens. Yea I’m not crazy about waking up this early either but I need to get to school somewhat on time. That’s it I’m going to see what’s taking him.

“Really you’re not out of bed yet. Ugh “

It’s not that hard to get out of bed too take your own blood to school I mean he offered to take me. I’ll just tell the driver to take me to the airport myself.


“Please call me Y/N, can you drive me to the airport please I’m already late as it is.”

“Of Course Y/N”


“We have arrived little one”

“Little one what happened to calling me Y/N?”

“Well after all you told me about what had happened in your life I feel like we have bonded in just 45 minutes. Enjoy your flight Y/N. Will I be picking you up from your returning flight?”

“ I would like that very much thank you”

A long 5 hour flight later


Great 4th period is almost over so much for getting her on time. Ugh I have to make up all 3 AP test that I have missed. Ugh I should say 4 now since I have 20 minute of class left. Should I go to class or should I just wait……Ugh I should go to class.

“Nice of you too join us Ms.Y/L/N”

“ Sorry that I’m late I have a note from my father”

“Thank you and I have something for you”

And with that Mr.Diaz handed me my AP Calculus test.

“Good Luck you have 15 Minutes “

Today is going to be a long day.


“ Time is up Ms.Y/L/N”

“Please Mr.Diaz I just need 15 more minutes “

“I’m sorry Ms.Y/L/N that wouldn’t be far too the other students who could have used 15 more minutes to finish the test as well.”

“*sigh* Thank you for at least letting me take the test sir.”

“Knowing you Ms.Y/L/N you probably passed with not finishing….15 problems finishing the other 40 question. You do know you are going to be the valedictorian of your class right”

“Yea I know you , the principal , my counselor every teacher in this school tells me”

“Oh and I need a favor from you. I need you to tutor a student who was one of my star student and for some reason he hasn’t been doing so well in this class.”

“Umm yea sure who is it”

“You may come in now Mr.Parker. Parker meet Ms.Y/L/N she will be tutoring her from now on”

“Mr.Diaz with all respect I-I don’t need a tutor-”

“ According to you 39% you do plus if I find out you are not attend tutoring with MsY/L/N it will affect not just your grade hers as well “


“Mr. Diaz that is not far I have work my butt off to get where I am now.” He can’t do this he can force this on Parker or me.

“ This tutoring will be considered as a 2 person group project that is worth for more that half your grade this can either kill both your grades or boost them up making sure Y/N keeps up her high GPA and you Mr.Parker don’t have to repeat this class you’re senior year.”

“Fine I’ll Tutor him…….. Let’s go Parker”

My day can’t get any worse than this.

“Do you mind if we study at my place after school? My umm My………. You know what he doesn’t care. Wherever you are most comfortable for studying that fine by me”

“ Parent issues huh and if you don’t mind can we can go to my place “

“That’s fine and you have no idea”


Seven hours later

“I don’t get why Mr.Diaz told me to tutor.You’re way better at calculus then me”

“I tried to tell him but he wouldn’t listen”

“Haha you’re actually pretty cool parker”

“Thanks Y/N that means alot coming from you”

“ How ?”

“ You’re one of the most popular girls in school and you’re not ignoring me , making fun of me “

“I’m not like those other kids Peter. I don’t care how popular I am that’s not going to matter when we graduate high school.”

“Yea but come on you the head cheerleader and captain of the dance and boys soccer team and you have all AP classes. How do you do it.” (In my mind you’re a total badass. )

“Hahah Honestly I have no idea “

“Come on you’re just being humble”

Before I could say anything there was a knock on the door.

“Coming “

“I got it sweetie you two just keep studying “

“Thanks Aunt May”

“Ok enough about me what about you parker what makes you get up every morning”

“ Umm well besides my Aunt May I guess I would have to say……”

“You better say my name Mr.Parker”

Oh no just as my day was getting better he had to be here how did he know where I was.

“Mr.Stark wh-what are you doing here? Did i do something wrong as you’re intern?”

“No kid you’re doing just fine. Actually I came to pick up my daughter who has not been answering my calls at all.”

“ For your information I do not answer phone calls from unknown number”

“Come on kid I have to take you home, thank you for taking care of her May”

“ I am home Queens is my home “

      With that you walked out of peter’s apartment angry, sad, frustrated. You walked to one of the Shield HQ  in Queens. Once you we’re in everyone tried to stop you but they couldn’t stop you. You got communicate with Fury and told him you couldn’t do it you didn’t care what it took but you didn’t want to live with Tony. By the little time you have spent with him you knew he was going to change you one day to make you the way he would have raised a daughter and you didn’t want to be changed. You asked Fury if there was a way you could live with your grandparents so you could still live in Queens. And he said it could be arranged.

“Goodbye Malibu.”

I hope you guys enjoyed the first part of this little series.

Also I do not own the gif 

grabby-hands-for-benedict said:Hello! Would you write about Josh being constantly inappropriate with Chris on public places? :)


“Why does it always have to be me helping you out with this crap?” Chris is huffing, arms burning as he holds a wooden plank over his head.

“Cuz Josh is too short, man.” Mike is up on a ladder, biting screws between his teeth while he maneuvers the end of the plank against the wall, eyebrows knit together in concentration.

“Listen, broskis, being short works out in my favor sometimes. Like now, for instance.” Josh, the bastard, is leaning against the opposite wall, watching the other two sweat and struggle to put up the cabinet while he drags lazily on a joint. “Besides,” he puts on a fake Southern drawl, lips curling up into a crazy smile, “I like to watch the new guys sweat.”

“Shut up, Josh,” Chris grumbles, feeling a bead of sweat work its way down his neck and into the collar of his t-shirt. He turns to throw a glance at his older friend, and shifts just enough that it makes Mike bark at him.

“Hey, keep it steady, man! I can’t screw it into the wall if you keep fuckin’ around.”

“Shit, man, sorry,” Chris goes to right it again, focuses in on the task at hand. Tries to ignore Josh’s muffled snickers behind him. Holds the plank as steady as he can despite his muscles aching. Shit, he’s barely doing anything and he’s this exhausted already? Time to start hitting the gym with Matt again…

A vibration runs through his leg, and it makes the blonde jolt, just a little. Mike gives him a sharp glare, and Chris tries to swallow down his instinct to drop the plank and grab the buzzing phone in his pocket. It could be Ashley, texting him about their history project. It could be his mom, with news about his grandpa or something. It could be Sam, in desperate need of someone to fix her computer.

“Josh, man, do me a favor?” He can’t help it. He’s not patient, he needs to know now.

“Sure, dude, what’s up?” Josh’s tone sounds almost serious, and a little excited. He always likes it when Chris asks for help with stuff, makes him feel useful or…something.

“My phone’s buzzing, can you grab it out of my pocket and see what’s up?”

A short silence, Josh’s footsteps coming towards him. A cool, “Sure, bro.” Mischief. Aw shit, what’s he gonna–

Chris feels a hand dive into the back pocket of his jeans, and he lets out a yelp. He’d like to pretend it’s a dignified yelp, but it isn’t. Not even close. He feels breath on the back of his neck, and he can just picture the shit-eating grin on Josh’s lips.

“This pocket, bro? Is it in this one?” The hand squeezes his ass, then leaves and jumps over to his other back pocket. “What about this one?” Squeezes that cheek, too, and Chris all but drops the plank.

“Dude!” he squeaks, overlapping with Mike’s angry shout of, “I will end you, Chris!” He struggles to keep the plank steady, and Josh is laughing as subtly as he can. Which is to say, not very.

“Alright, alright, sorry man. Jesus, take a pill. I’m gettin’ it.” Chris watches Josh’s hand out of the corner of his vision, watches it slowly creep down to his front pocket, slip inside. He feels fingers wrap around his phone, but the hand doesn’t move, just stays still. Josh presses up against Chris’ back, snickering.

“Want a quick tug, Cochise?” It’s barely a whisper, a throaty mumble next to his ear, and Chris feels his face light up. He tries to bat Josh away with his elbow, and nearly drops the plank. Again. Mike yells something angry in Spanish, it sounds vaguely like a threat on his life. Josh slips his hand out of Chris’ pocket, taking the cellphone with him, giggling the entire time.

It wasn’t that Chris didn’t like Josh’s special brand of…erm, attention. It was just that it had been more aggressive as of late, a little harder to ignore. And more public. The rest of their friends never said anything, oddly enough. Must’ve figured it was par for the course, knowing the friendship they had.

Usually, it was tame enough to pass off as a weird joke. Chris would bend over to pick up a notebook he’d dropped, Josh would stand behind him and mime thrusting motions. Before gym class, Chris would take his shirt off in the locker room, and Josh would yell something loud and embarrassing, something like “love me some whtie bread!” (Funny, sure, but really dude, white bread? He’d tried to call him multi-grain in retaliation, but that just…hadn’t worked out.) Everyone was used to Josh’s stupid jokes. It was never something a well-placed ‘no homo’ couldn’t fix.

But lately it had just gotten…different.

March 18th, 3:17 pm

Chris was trying on a sweater at a store in the mall. He slid it over his head, tugging at the soft material a few times til it sat comfortably on his frame. Twisting this way and that, he gave himself a long glance in the mirror, then shrugged. He’d never been good at this stuff. This is why he had to shop with Josh or Emily, he never knew what looked good. On this trip, it was Josh, who had been all too happy to pluck a few (overpriced) sweaters from a display and usher Chris to the fitting rooms to try them on.

The one he was trying now was cozy. A heavy lambswool sweater, the color of moss, and it was ridiculously soft. He liked it well enough, he supposed, but decided to ask a second opinion. He straightened his glasses and unlatched the door, stepping out into the bright hallway to search for Josh. His dark hair popped into view immediately, followed by bright green eyes and a broad smirk.

“What d’you think?” Chris murmured, glancing over Josh’s shoulder for a moment at the cute blonde girl that was refolding merchandise. She gave him a quick glance and smiled. Chris grinned in response, then looked back to Josh. Who was narrowing his eyes ever so slightly.

“No. No, not this one. No way. Can’t buy it.”

“What? Why not?” Chris had thought it looked pretty good…plus it was warm as hell. Huge plus in Chris’ books.

“Cuz it looks too good. I’d just rip it off you the second you put it on.” Josh’s grin bloomed wider, and Chris felt his cheeks burn red. The blonde worker whipped her head up to stare at the pair of them, eyebrows raised so high they may as well have rocketed off her face. Tongue suddenly thick and dumb, he spun on his heel and marched back into the dressing room, Josh’s snickers trailing behind him.

He doesn’t buy the sweater.

April 4th, 10:14 am

One of the mistakes teachers often made was sitting Josh and Chris beside each other. Chris was a good student…mostly. He got in trouble for looking at his phone during class, but otherwise, he was attentive. It was Josh that caused the issues. He cracked jokes, bugged Chris, one time he even tried to make it a point to crawl, on his stomach, across the entire room, unnoticed. Just to pass Emily a note.

Josh mostly liked to focus his attention on Chris. Because Chris could take it. He could absorb the jokes and let them pass. No amount of pencil pokes or passed notes could make him emote large enough to get them in trouble. And Josh loved to push his boundaries.

The assignment was simple: read a chapter of the textbook, write down a few questions or comments, and there would be a class discussion. Josh, as always, had forgotten his book in his car, so he slid a chair over to Chris’ desk to share with him. Normal occurrence. But there was a gleam in his eyes, like he was planning something. He was always planning something.

Chris started to read, pen scratching tiny notes and questions on his open notebook. Josh read a few sentences, then placed a hand on Chris’ knee. The blond looked up, gave him a long stare. A ‘don’t-do-whatever-it-is-you-want-to-do’ stare. Josh smiled, and looked back down to the reading. His hand stayed on Chris’ knee. Chris returned to reading. The hand scooched up his leg, maybe an inch. Neither boy said anything. The hand inched up again. And again.

“Imma grab your dick,” Josh whispered, his hand edging up to lay on Chris’ thigh. Chris jolted his leg up, slamming Josh’s hand (and his knee) against the underside of the desk with a loud bang! Both boys groaned in pain, and the teacher glared at them.

They were sent to the Principal’s office. Josh wouldn’t stop smirking.

December 12th, 12:32 pm

Christmas was just around the corner, and Chris couldn’t wait. He loved Christmas time. Lots of warm sweaters and hot coffee and all the cute people at school bundled up against the Southern California cold? It was, without a doubt, his favorite time of year. Not to mention it meant that the annual Blackwood Mountain trip was only a few months away.

He was walking to his locker with Beth in tow, chatting about plans for the trip, securing transport, what sort of wintertime fun they could have. When they finally got round to his locker, he started to spin the lock on it, putting in his combination. When it popped open, he swung the door open, and was promptly smacked in the face by a piece of felt on a spring.

“Is…that mistletoe?” Beth asked. Chris didn’t even respond, just stared at the green and red hot-glued monstrosity that was stuck against the locker door. Who the hell broke into his locker and stuck mistletoe–? It didn’t make any sense.

“Does that mean we have to kiss?” Beth’s voice brings him back to reality, and he stares down at her, eyes blown wide with shock. Shit. Shit, shit, did she think he set this up? He didn’t, he wasn’t trying to mack on girls at his locker, that would be so dumb. She has her eyebrows knitted together, looking at him with a mixed expression, and he puts his hands up defensively.

“I didn’t do this,” his voice cracks when he says it, and a shiver runs down his back. “I swear I didn’t–”

“Aw, man, you beat me here!” A gravelly voice behind him makes Chris jump, and he whirls around to see a slightly out-of breath Josh. Josh looks between his sister, Chris, and the craft-store hellspawn mistletoe, and lets out a huff. “You tryin’ to kiss my sister, man?”

“No, no no no, I have no–”

“Well, I guess the best idea would be for me to take the fall for her. Y’know. Keep her safe from your wily womanizing ways.” A smirk lights up the sharp edges of his face, and Chris starts to wonder if maybe, somehow, Josh is connected to this whole thing somehow. But there isn’t time to think about that now. Josh is pressing up on his tiptoes and Beth is covering a grin with her hand and Chris does just about the only thing he can do at this point.

He kisses Josh.

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Plot: Panda had never really understood Charlie’s fear of cameras. People, sure, but cameras? Surely one little picture - especially one that was worth a huge reward - was no big deal, right? 

((My first WBB’s fic! And pretty lengthy too, but I like how it turned out ^v^ Anyway, had this idea after I watched ‘Charlie and the Snake’ and saw the scene where the tv revealed that clear pictures of Charlie were worth at least a thousand dollars. So then I thought, ‘What if the Bears found out about that?’, and it turned into this Panda and Charlie fic. So, hope you guys enjoy!))

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Blind Faith: Chapter Two

Chapter 1

Chapter 3

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Warnings for this chapter: Uh,  lots of angst.  Annnd it only gets worse from there kiddies. Sanity slippage. Descriptions of sickness/injuries. There is vomiting, nothing graphic but it happens. Reference to past abuse/torture.

Also I went back and added something to the first chapter about Stan’s lighter. It’s not big, but I just wanted there to be consistency for this chapter. I do what I want! Thanks once again to my sister, farfallavendetta​, for being a great editor!

“Come on Stan, wake up,” Ford muttered, desperation creeping into his voice. His brother remained unconscious, chest rising and falling with labored breaths. Everything was silent, save for the rhythmic dripping of water from stalactites. Although Stan was unconscious, Ford knew he wasn’t alone. Those eyes watched his every move, as if observing an entertaining stage play. Ford felt the bubble of terror expand within him, his mind quaking with the darkness that lurked at its edges.

“No, no, no… n-not yet…” he whispered to himself, and partly to whatever was listening. He could not allow himself to succumb to the darkness yet, not when Stan was in such dire straits. Learning to compartmentalize, ignore, and disassociate thoughts was something he had learned to do throughout the course of his research into the supernatural.  It had proved a valuable defense mechanism on more than one occasion. So he did that now, sinking into himself, concentrating on repressing his dread at the abominations sliding over the ceiling. It wouldn’t last that long, a part of him knew madness was rising like high tide in his mind. He focused his thoughts on Stan. Your brother needs you. Help him now. That’s the most important thing.

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