you two are made for each other

Tour Life

i have so many more ideas for this so let me know if you want a second part!! enjoy :-)

p.s. idk how to write anything other than fluff sorry

The whole tour crew’s favourite part about the bus had to have been the ping-pong table that was packed up and set back up at every stop. There wasn’t a single night where at least one pair of team members didn’t take time to play a game, bets usually being made between the two or four or however many were playing. Tonight was chill, and nothing was scheduled for the day, so you and Shawn decided to take your turn playing against each other.

“Okay,” you started, taking your place opposite to Shawn, “first person to eleven wins.”

“Sounds good. I want to play for something,” Shawn said.

“I’ll give you a massage if you win, and if I win, you have to do the same.” Shawn smiled smugly. “Not like that. You’re so horny.”

“Fine. Let’s go, tour has been tiring. I’d love to relax,” he said.

“Don’t get your hopes up,” you said. He rolled his eyes with a grin on his face.

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Wolfgang meets Kala’s parents for the first time. they’ve visited to see if daughter’s doing well in Paris. when Wolfgang introduces himself and shakes hands with Sanyam, Kala senses his anxiety. while her parents put food and tea they’ve brought all the way from India on the dining table, Kala stands beside Wolfgang and holds his hand…reassuring him it’s going to be fine. Wolfgang quietly nods with a faint smile and heads to kitchen to help Sanyam.

after dinner, Kala and her mother sits next to each other on a sofa in the living room. two women drink tea together as they watch their men drinking tea at the balcony. Sanyam talks about happiness that food can bring to people, joy of life, mistakes he has made, challenges he’s faced, lessons he has learned in life, how much he loves his family and his daughter. Sanyam gives a glance at his daughter ‘do you love her?’ Wolfgang nods ‘very much, sir’. a soft smile appears on Sanyam’s face.

Kala and Wolfgang return to their apartment after they took Kala’s parents to the hotel near the Eiffel Tower. Wolfgang lets out a heavy sigh. Kala rubs his arms ‘you did well out there’. Wolfgang chuckles and shakes his head ‘I’m not sure about that’. Kala smiles ‘they liked you’ Wolfgang looks down and holds her hands ‘how do you know that?’ she puts her arms around his neck ‘because they saw something good and beautiful inside of you, just like I did’. Wolfgang puts his hands around her waist and says ‘you are blessed to have a father like him’. she pulls him closer to her and kisses him on his lips ‘and I am blessed to have a man that I love standing right before my eyes’. Wolfgang kisses her again. with his forehead touching hers…he says ‘god I love you so much’.

littlewatty  asked:

Dunno if you've done it - but Garrus' reaction to Shep being missing after the destruction of Sovereign at the end of ME1, before she shows up again.

[Nothing can convince me that these two weren’t always secretly into each other. Decided to keep this short, but hopefully sweet.] 

Shepard was missing, and Garrus couldn’t articulate why this made part of chest ache, bands of worry squeezing tighter than they had any right to.

 Sovereign’s destruction had carved a wide swathe of destruction across the Citadel, leaving the Council’s chambers as a wreck, unrecognizable for the soaring, vaulted space it had once been. Lurching to his feet, Garrus dusted himself off. Everything was a mess of pain, but it wasn’t any worse than taking a rocket to the face, and a few extra scars weren’t going to change things. There were dozens of small, bleeding cuts dotting his body, even through his armor, through his carapace, but he had more important things to worry about. Where the hell was Shepard?

 She should have been just right there, right in that area where light met shadow, but instead there was just a steel beam, a pillar that looked devastatingly heavy and metallic. “Shepard!”

 Shit, where was she? This was just concern for a friend; he didn’t have time for this confusing rush of emotions. Turians weren’t good at emotions, and Garrus was much like every other member of his species in that regard. He cared because Shepard was his leader, someone he had grown to trust. It wasn’t anything more than that.

 And then movement from by the pillar, something crawling out from underneath it. Shepard, standing atop the rubble. All she needed was a fan to blow her hair and she would have looked like something straight out of an Alliance recruitment poster. Join the Alliance. See the stars. Become the hero you were always meant to be. He didn’t like that feeling still lurking in his chest, something queasy but at least relieved, something that gave a funny lurch he refused to consider more deeply.

 “Shepard.” If his voice wavered a little bit, did she notice? If, when he clapped her on the shoulder, did she pay attention to how he held his hand there for a moment longer than was necessary, squeezing it? She felt… whole, okay. Just as scratched up as he looked, but damn if he didn’t like every scar on her face.

 “Worried about me, Garrus?” Voice cocky- that was the Shepard he knew best.

 “Not even a little bit,” he shot back.

 “Liar.” She threw her arms around him, surprising them, a bear hug, and he could have sworn that she leaned into it more than she had to.

 Damn it, Vakarian. You’re a mess.

Children of Merlin cookie because I really love my Imogen, and Magnus is already tired of her. #cockblockedbyapainting #newlevelofcockblockingunlocked

“I like this one,” she whispers to Magnus, not even close to discrete. “You should keep him. You always had terrible tastes in significant others.”

“You were the one who introduced me to Imasu,” Magnus retorts, deadpan.

Imogen dismisses his comment with a flourish. “Imasu was great. You two just weren’t made for each other. You had terrible tastes when you chose them yourself.”

“You just mean Camille,” Magnus sighs, shaking his head. “You hated Camille, and you were right and I was an idiot. Get over it. You’re dead.”

morgancorbin  asked:

27 with Pete Dunne?

27: “When were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”

Life on the road was always busy with one person, but both you and Pete were always on the road. You two were always so busy that you sometimes missed talking to each other for a couple of days.

When you found out that you were pregnant you called your mom, unsure of what to do. You were very worried that your whole career was going to end, you wouldn’t be able to travel with Pete and your relationship was going to fall apart. So you kept it quiet.

Luckily you weren’t wrestling when you found out, it made it easier to hide it from Pete. However you knew that you really did need to talk to him.

One night you were coming home from grocery shopping when you saw Pete sitting on the couch with something in his hand. “Pete?” You asked softly as you approached him, your heart stopping when Pete held up the test “when were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?” He asked quietly, as if he was trying not to cry.

Sighing you walked back to the kitchen and picked up a heavy cake before walking back to him. “It’s vegan” you chuckled quickly as he looked at it, his eyes lighting up when he saw that the writing on the cake said ‘I’m pregnant’. He looked up at you and kissed you deeply “we’re having a baby” he whispered softly to you.

thisishowiswog said:

Hello. Do you have any tips on how to make a scene that takes place during a board game session seems interesting and not so boring and tiredsome to read? This scene is supose to build up tension between four characters before a conflict actually enrupts between them on the next chapter. They are playing a made up game and its basic rules are briefly explained in two short paragraphs while the rest is reaveled during the scene. Was that a bad decision? Thanks for the attention. I forgot to add: The characters who are playing the game had to team up againts each other to play it and two characters who currently have a distaste for each other ended up in the same team. Sorry for not including this detail on the previous ask. Thanks again for the attention.

What you described: clarifying a few basic rules upfront, then letting the rest unfold as the game is played, is actually a great decision. That’s definitely the way to do it. Some things you can do to make it interesting:

1) Weave dialogue into the game play. Make some of the dialogue related to the game play, some related to the conflict/tension, and some unrelated to either.

2) Weave action into the game play. Make some of the action related to the game play, some related to the conflict/tension, and some unrelated to either.

3) Try to relate the building of conflict-related tension between the characters to the building of game-related tension between the characters. You can also have some fun with subversion here if it’s appropriate. If it’s heavily implied that Character A’s decision relating to the conflict is a big mistake and is going to fail, have them make a great move in the game–one that either puts them in the lead or maybe even causes them to win. Likewise, you could use it to create a little foreshadowing, like by having a character’s loss imply that they will lose in the ultimate conflict. Or, you can play with symbolism. Let’s say there’s some mechanism by which a certain move means everyone loses the game. This could be symbolic of everyone being wrong in the conflict. Just play with the scene and figure out the different things you can do. :)

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This is why I miss the earlier seasons.
Credit to @frankie-blue-sq who made the video to begin with but can we talk about the difference in the way they spoke to each other in the beginning. You had two women with these aggressively sobering tones to them. Two women who did not have to physically show they were guarded. You heard a it vocally. Strong. Independent. Sometimes so aggressive, because they…well, hated each other to some degree. Regina’s voice has changed through the seasons and I commend Lana for incorporating not just the change in demeanour but the change in voice and tone as she did so. Also. Though I’m not much of a Jennifer Morrison fan for certain reasons (it’s really because I barely watched the seasons with her on house with much interest because I really just wanted House and Wilson to get married already…and then I stopped watching how I met your mother…literally before Jen was on the show)…. I have got to give her credit where it’s due. In the beginning… I could live with monotonous Emma. Because it fucking fit. The Emma of today
…. Yeah no. No thanks but you expected it from a guarded woman in the beginning. Yet, her voice is only soft and pleading with REGINA. It’s still strong and forced or dead and gone with Hook. Also, these are the good funny scenes. And I just… Can t get over how well they fit, even then. When I look back at some of the things between them
…. It never was as vile as people made it out to be. Yeah Regina tried to kill her once and lord knows we got on them about that. We reprimanded (our ladies) them because seriously Regina…. Why you do dat. But then she got instant karma and she paid for it. Regina atoned for her sins. And some she cannot atone for but guess what, she damn sure tried.
I tip my hat off to these women. I do love swan queen. With everything in me. And god… Damn it I am proud of where they got in their friendship because we would write them better together than Eddie and Adam ever could.
They’re ours, always and forever

undertaletrash-nyaaa  asked:

Oh noo... im hooked onto ur love story. Lol. Thats super cute. How did u guys like officially start dating? Did it just happen? Or like were u asked out?

Awww thank you ❤
Well as i said yesterday we live in two different cities, we just see each other on Skype
The 12th July he asked me to be his girlfriend, but we made all official one month later when the office closed for summer and he came at my home (they had a important job so he cant come before) for my Birthday ❤

minyitheraccoon  asked:

for the micro gravebone story: slowly waking up together, lazy mornig kisses (maybe breakfast in bed) <3 <3

oh boii, i’ll never get tired of these two and FLUFF :D thank you for the prompt, lovely, I hope you will enjoy this microstory! it’s been a long while since i wrote tooth-rotting fluff.

What a joy, what a blessing it was, Graves thought as he slowly caressed Credence’s cheek with a gentle thumb. His gaze, filled with such fondness that made his heart swell, ran from lips to eyes, from sleepy eyes to parted lips.

Graves leaned in and softly, lazily caught Credence’s lower lip. He didn’t want to rush, he didn’t need to press. Mellow under each other’s touch, drowning in love which filled every fiber of their being, the two lay in bed, their foreheads touching and their lips delighting in the softest of kisses.

He smiled. He had barely remembered smiling in the past few years and it felt a bit foreign now, the way his lips stretched so broadely and happily and so unintentionally. But he liked it. Loved the feeling of heartwarming and engulfing happiness which made him even lazier and more comfortable than before.

Love is a comfort, he thought. A comfort well earned for them both.

Got 2 more Gravebone microstory prompt slots :) To be published today, so hurry!

as yet unnamed [ 5/23 ]

{ dazai osamu x reader }

a boy from yesterday and a girl from tomorrow. it is a story for today, but neither belong.

tagging: @bandagekinkedasshat

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二 ; postcard two: the bookstore. 

It’s that old bookstore again, [Name]!

Do you remember when I found you here? Your nose buried in a book and wedged between the bookshelves, you had probably been here for a couple hours. I guess it made sense. You were on vacation, so of course I decided I should have a nice conversation with you. After all, we were only getting to know each other. It’;d be a shame to let all my effort go to waste.

I suppose a book to the face told me how much you wanted interaction.

Next time, I’ll buy you that book you always wanted. How does that sound?

—wish you were here.

Mental Health: The Data

Hey, Tumblr! We hope the week two prompts for Mental Health Month are treating you well. In the spirit of the theme, posting it for each other, we wanted to celebrate one of the most helpful communities out there: yours. You’ve helped shape Tumblr into an incredible community for support. To take a look into exactly how it’s flourished over the years, we teamed up with Fandometrics (@thefandometrics) to bring you some sweet, sweet data.

How you talk about mental health

Discussion around #mental health has steadily grown year over year since 2013, with a 248% uptick of original posts and reblogs made between 2013 and 2016. In that same time span, original posts and reblogs about #therapy increased 29%. Much of that conversation was rooted in real people sharing real stories. Emotional and honest stories, like how therapy can help you better understand your life, how to say good-bye to the wrong therapist, or the difficulty of making the sometimes daunting decision to begin therapy for the first time.

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There has also been a significant rise in people seeking ways to take care of themselves. The self-care movement has seen huge increases in searches (733%) and original posts (567%) between 2013 and 2016. Over the past six months, we’ve seen total engagement (searches, original posts, reblogs, and likes) around the #self-care tag spike with correlations to holidays and events in the news:

  • 240% increase the day after the US Presidential Election
  • 321% in the days following Christmas and Hanukkah
  • 561% in the days leading up to the Inauguration, and
  • 342% in the days following Valentine’s Day.

Anatomy of a post

To get a better understanding of what the public-facing conversations consist of, we looked at the top posts for the #mental health, #positivity, and #self-care tags from the past few years. We noticed a few trends that continued to appear over and over again:

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Make your dash more positive

Because this is all about posting it for each other, here are a few great blogs to make your Tumblr experience more positive and healthy:

  • Positive Vibes (@posiviibes) provides positive and friendly text art in soothing colors.
  • LGBT+ Positivity (@goodpositivitylgbt) focuses on messages of positivity and validation for the LGBT+/MOGAI community.
  • Why Did You Feel Proud Today? (@todayifeltproud), a space to submit your accomplishments, big and small.

For more follow inspiration, check out our roundup from last week. We’ll be posting more each Friday this month. Keep sharing your stories, Tumblr, this month and every month.

So… You do realize we have a show where two poc characters talk very calmly about religion while one of them is very religious and the other isn’t, right?

We have a boy who has chosen not to believe in the religion he is suppossed to because something happen that made him doubt about his faith. And a religious character who respects that, who listens, who tries to understand, who expains why that same religion is important to her. And he listens, he does.

And you also realize we are watching two people completely falling for each other without any hints at sexuality or touch, right?

And we have a main poc female character who isn’t reduced to a love interest and who is strong, independent and also kind, selfless and caring. We have that on tv. We /do/.

sometimes i feel real sad and then i remember:

the first time dean and cas met properly, dean stuck a knife in cas’ chest and then cas proceeded to say ‘i was the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition’ and then they had intense eye sex

the first time sherlock and john met, sherlock winked to make himself look more likable and approachable and then during their second meeting, started cleaning up the flat so john would consider moving in

the first time alec and magnus met, magnus introduced himself and alec fell over his words and started babbling incoherently, and magnus proceeded to also flirt with alec

the first time stiles and derek met, derek was talking to both scott and stiles, during which time stiles was absolutely speechless and his mouth hung open a little

the first time isak and even met, isak stared at even as he emptied the tissues, and then they proceeded to smoke the same cigarette, not to mention isak stared at even before, and was clearly checking him out

the first time harry and draco met properly, draco offered his friendship and harry only refused because he’s loyal quickly and draco was being quite rude

the first time sirius and remus saw each other after thirteen years, snape said “you two fight like a married couple” and remus was immediately on sirius’ side, without questioning anything

and then i feel happy, because even if most of the ships on this list aren’t canon and/or endgame, i will always regard them as canon :)

and if this list made you happy, then that’s a hella rad bonus

That Really Happened (M)

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word count: 2,864

Summary: You and Jungkook have been best friends since you were little kids, but it turns out that the games you used to play together have different results as adults.

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Any idea how many gay jokes there are?

I just want to point out something. A joke is only funny when it isn’t used ad nauseam.

So, basically, when can we say this isn’t a joke but that there’s serious intent? How many times before we can rightfully say: this isn’t a joke, this is a pattern. This isn’t a bonus, this is the heart of the text?

10? 15? 20? One per episode? Twice per episode?

(Brace yourself)

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anonymous asked:

53 andreil for the prompt thingy???

53: “Darling, stop.” 

They’re in the chilly fluorescent produce section, Neil steering the cart and Andrew catching it whenever he finds chocolate-covered berries or cartons of blended sugary juice to add to the pile. Neil’s got his old jersey conspicuously clashing with their new team’s red sweats, a dark bandana twisted up in his hair. It’s almost closing, and everything feels a bit cool and loose like no one’s really supposed to be awake.

When Neil’s busy bagging carrots Andrew gets his arms folded over the handle of the shopping cart, this stupid black t-shirt all stretched out at the neck, wire-framed glasses perched on his nose, mouth flat. Neil’s sort of fond of Andrew wearing his glasses in public, and he finds himself walking backwards in front of the cart as it’s pushed, openly watching him. Andrew picks the pace up just enough to bump heavily into his shins.

Neil smiles, looping his fingers through his end of the cart so they each have a side, rolling lopsidedly towards the opening of an aisle.

“Stop making things difficult.”

“Let me drive the cart.”

Andrew regards him, fair eyebrows raised. “You’re a control freak.”

Neil laughs, startled. “You let three people total drive your car. You wouldn’t even let Sir or King in our bed for the first three months we had them. You bartered for my secrets when we met, Andrew. ”

“And?” Andrew asks, examining a box of cake mix.

“I don’t think you should be talking about controlling personalities.”

Andrew ignores him, tossing the box in the cart and pushing it back towards Neil. “Go get your diet plan shit.”

Neil makes a face. “It’s our diet plan.”

“I am not willfully drinking skimmed milk.” Andrew crosses to the bags of jumbo marshmallows and Neil pinches the bridge of his nose.

“I’ll put it in your hot chocolate.”

“You’ll die,” Andrew says simply.

Neil jostles the cart into Andrew’s side, and he drops the marshmallows back on the shelf, unimpressed. “Meet me at the front in five. I’m getting actual food to sustain actual people.”

Andrew shrugs and turns to wander out of the aisle, dragging the cart the wrong way behind him.

Neil coughs so he doesn’t laugh, senselessly thrilled. He jogs back towards the meat section, threading through coolers and displays until he finds the turkey bacon and lean chicken breasts that they live on. He’s frowning at an especially lifeless beige cut of fish when he’s wrenched around by the arm.

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The Name Game

The Name Game (m)

Word count: 3.1k

Genre/warning: smut, literally no plot - I legit was having some Tae feels and wanted a dirty talk, fuckboy one shot. So this is the result.

Also for my baby girl, @borderlinehc hope you enjoy. 

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Summary: You invite some of your friends over for a small party. When a tame night in turns into a dirty one. Your friend Hoseok comes up with a fun game for you all to participate in.

You were rushing around your house getting everything ready at the last possible second. It was only some of your closest friends coming over but you still wanted the house to look good. Especially if Taehyung might show up. He said he had to work but he would try and get his shift covered. You felt like such a teenager but you really did have such a big thing for him.

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Just some fic recs...

I’ve read a lot of really good fic this year and I just thought the best of the best deserved some recognition.  I tried to weed out the super popular fics, but some still show up because I love them that much.  Also, the ships are numerous and varied.

Running on Air–eleventy7; Drarry
Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.
*I would murder people to protect this fic.  It’s beautifully written, well-plotted, original, and it reuses certain sentences, making them more poignant the later in the story they’re used.  Like, fuck me up*

the ghost of you–kissmesexybatman; Klance
When Keith goes missing without a trace, all his family and friends are able to do is move on with their lives. When he shows back up after a year, they have to convince him they still want him back.
*I may be slightly biased because the coolest person in the world wrote this, but let me tell you, it’s emotionally heartwrenching, wonderfully written, and gives you a happy ending without sacrificing the needs of the characters*

My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.–dawnstruck; Otayuri
Yuri grows up and grows older and grows into himself. Otabek helps. It just takes a while to get there.
*I’m demi and this fic described exactly what that experience has been like for me, as it features a demi!Yuri.  Beyond that, it was sweet and genuine and I adored it*

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