#MACKY YOU BITCH WHEN I GET YOU

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Thanks for enlightening me to what they did. [Macaque sacrificing himself to the Pagoda because “I get all the consequences and you get to mope!”] This is like him trying to make up for Wukong sacrificing himself to surrender to the Jade Emperor. The Pagoda may be no Five Phases Mountain, but at least Wukong can be the one to run away this time. I am NOT okay ;-; Could I 👉👈 cut off the rest of my nonsense and just resend the single piece of brainrot I've yet to see covered by you, reblogs, or another anon? because I understand my asks are too much at once lol. In trying to avoid burdening you with multiple tiny asks as each thought comes to me, I try to cover everything at once, but that has its own drawbacks. Sorry about that! You can ignore what I sent before since other anons/reblogs have basically mentioned those aspects already. This specific bit about everyone fighting for the title of most sacrificial butt had a lil more effort because I wanted to provide some entertainment for you :D

Wukong falls, his pained cries filling all six ears, and Macaque halts. The past, the present, the future. The visions brought by what he hears, all those whispered memories converge on that moment. Why him- why again-? He turns to call out his name and watches as MK races to Wukong's side, his monkey form flickering from some invisible connection that's strained and hurting, just like it did the first time you found him sitting by the cliff's edge, he's hurting too from this. You don't need to think about it. You're already in the way, the second you hear Li Jing say "this nonsense ends now." You're grabbing his arm and dispelling the spell. It's silent all around. There's a single ring of the bell from your angsty little soundtrack. AND THERE MACKY GOES, his eyes shadowed as he grits his teeth, "Xiaotian..." But his mind is already made up. Calm, focused, acceptance in between the gloom. "You go...and save the world." HE SAYS WHILE TURNING AROUND WITH HIS RED SCARF LOOKING LIKE A CAPE BILLOWING IN THE WIND. Wukong is stunned, "What? No! Macaque- No!" as he starts sinking into the shadows. He can only yell out once more before before everything disappears. What is WRONG WITH HIM. Wukong bodily tackling him from heaven to the earth wasn't enough. I need to crush him on the ocean floor. ~ oooh red is the color of heroes ~ ooh classy cape look and STUPID DRAMATIC LINE DROP YOU SAVE FOR THE END OF THE SEASON YOU LOSER MONKEY. he wants to be the knight in shining tattered cape sooooo bad/j and then pretends it's all for Mk and not also Wukong. Hey, do you think Macky knows how to use a washing machine?

*through tears* nah, i bet he doesn’t know what a washing machine is

WHY IS HE LIKE THIS T^T

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feather , part 19

“ you act like a bitch ”

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SLEEP — LUKE HUGHES

luke hughes x fem!reader

FAITHLYNN’S 500 CELLY!

🌷: “They’re so cute when they’re asleep.” with Luke.

“nap time?” my boyfriend asks as he walks into his room. i was already here, laying in his bed and awaiting his return from morning practice for our daily nap.

the routine had started as an accident, us having fallen asleep one day before his game when we were spending some time together. but now it’s become a good luck tradition; i wait for him in his room during morning practice and then he comes home and we nap together until he has to wake up to get ready and leave for his game, in which case i ride with him to the arena to watch him play.

“finally! i was about to fall asleep without you.” i tell him. Luke just smiles, stripping off his hoodie and throwing it to me, leaving him in a t-shirt and sweatpants. i slip the hoodie over my head, burrowing inside it’s warmth, as he crawls in bed beside me. allowing him to pull my body close to his, i snuggle my face into the crook of his neck and let out a content sigh. i close my eyes, letting myself drift to sleep, happy in his arms.

*

i’m stirred awake by the sound of whispers, the culprits not doing the best job at keeping quiet.

“they’re so cute when they’re asleep.” someone says.

“yeah, cause they’re not telling me ‘Ethan, no!’ and ‘Ethan, get down from there!’ and ‘Ethan, stop doing that. you’re gonna fall and get hurt.’. they’re such buzzkills.” now i know that voice was Ethan Edwards.

“to be fair, they’re usually in the right when they say those things.” another voice pipes up.

“shut up.” i groan, swatting at someone hand that’s currently tickling my nose.

“ow.” Ethan dramatizes and then stage whispers a “bitch.”

“Ethan, if you wanna keep playing hockey, i suggest you take that back.” Luke mumbles, burrowing his face farther into me.

“sorry, mom.” Ethan drags out, and i already know he’s rolling his eyes without even opening my own. i finally crack my eyes open to find Mark, Ethan, Dylan, and Mackie standing in front of the bed.

“what do you guys want?” i whine, scrunching up my nose.

“we have to leave in like 15 minutes.” Mackie says, making Luke pop up.

“what? no, i set my alarm to go off forty-five minutes before we have to leave.” he picks his phone up, checking the time and cursing before sliding out of the bed. i watch my boyfriend run around the room, telling the boys to get out as he gets changed into his arrival outfit.

my own phone buzzes with an incoming text, and i pick up the screen to find a message from Dylan with a picture of Luke and i sleeping.

“aww babe, look at us.” i turn the phone around for him to see but he’s still rushing around the room.

“no time, babe. let’s go.” he tells me. i sigh, rising from the bed to just slip on my shoes and follow him out the door.

i guess it’s time to watch my boyfriend win another game.

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[alwritey-aphrodite]

A Bitch Not A Baller

Chapter 4 of There’s Nothing Like This

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Jamie Tartt x fem!footballer!reader

Warnings: vague mentions of mental health

Word Count: 2.2k

Author’s Note: there’s slightly less Jamie in this one but it’s all about the buildup, baby!

Walking into Nelson Road for training on Monday morning, you can immediately tell the energy is different. Normally, you can hear your teammates chattering from down the hallway, but it’s nothing but silence today as you and Mackie make your way to the dressing room.

As you push the door open, you can’t help the rush of deja vu that overcomes you as you see the rest of your teammates huddled around a newspaper. You grab at it immediately, staring at the title that reads Richmond’s Bitches, and you hear a “how fucking original” from somewhere over your shoulder. You know you should drop the paper and walk away, but you can’t help the way you read further and further, your eyes darting down the page and taking in snippets of the article.

… uninspired and boring…

… upsetting to watch…

… nothing is as surprising as their win…

… exhausted excuse of a captain…

It’s with that last sentence fragment that you finally slam the paper down and turn away, heading towards your locker. Mackie is only a moment behind you, quick to place a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“You are pretty exhausting,” she tells you and you can’t help but to smile at her stupid joke, knowing that was exactly what she wanted.

The rest of your team disperses as Roy storms into the dressing room from his office and snatches the newspaper off the table in the middle of the room and throws it into the trash, and it’s then that you notice the trash can is already overflowing with newspapers. You can handle one negative review, one shitty opinion of one shitty reporter, but knowing it wasn’t just the sports reporter at The Independent that has it out for you makes your stomach turn.

You knew this wouldn’t be easy, knew people weren’t lining up to support the team when Rebecca revealed no one wanted a coaching position, but the fact that reporters were giving you such blistering reviews even after a win made you want to throw up. If this is what you get when you win, what’ll the articles be like if you lost?

Roy turns back into his office and shuts the door without another word, leaving the team desperate to take your minds off of the fact that everyone seems to be hoping for your downfall.

“On a more positive note, how was your little date with Jamie?” Elena asks and you slam your head into the top of your locker in your shock and struggle to turn around.

“What are you talking about?” You ask in return, baffled at how she could possibly know you were with him yesterday and wishing the floor could swallow you up as the rest of the team stares at you with rapt attention.

“Jamie talks to Sam, Sam talks to me,” Amelia adds with a shrug, as if she’s being nonchalant despite the giant grin on her face. Really, it’s unsurprising that it’s the boys who’re spreading all this gossip around, and now it’s up to you to set the record straight.

“It was the farthest thing from a date,” you clarify, knowing the girls would never let it go if you turned and left the locker room the way you wanted to, “we wandered around Richmond and then I ate dinner by myself in my pajamas.”

“Sounds thrilling,” Mackie says as she tugs her shirt over her head, changing for practice and setting everyone else in motion as if they’d momentarily forgotten the reason you were all here. The conversation breaks off and chatter starts up around the room, but you finish changing in silence, trying to ignore the feeling of everyone’s eyes on you.

“Leave it,” you tell Mackie as you look up to see her staring at you with a disbelieving expression, as if she’s expecting you to confide in her something you wouldn’t share with the rest of the group, “we’ve barely moved up from work acquaintances.”

She just keeps staring and you can’t help but to laugh at how ridiculous she is, slapping your balled up t-shirt against her shoulder, “I promise no one could ever take your spot.” She seems pleased with this, as if Jamie Tartt could ever boot her out of your best friend position, as if spending an afternoon with anyone would dislodge years and years of happy memories, would eliminate all the memories of her.

It’s easy to be silly and playful with Mackie, but sometimes you wonder if she knows how much she really means to you. You know the deepest, darkest parts of her and she’s held you as you cried and you know she’s as close to a soulmate as you’ll ever get, but you can’t help but to wonder if she recognizes the way you care for her.

Now, though, is not the time to sit Mackie down and remind her of how special she is, so you try to focus up for training, putting all thoughts of shitty journalists and Jamie Tartt into the back of your mind. Training is as thrilling as ever, and you spend most of your time trying not to focus on the pain spreading through your foot.

While your teammates shower and change and head home, you’re grabbing your headphones from your locker and making your way to a treadmill: just because you’re in pain doesn’t mean you get to quit. You’ll do a slow-paced incline walk for an hour, an easy workout compared to what you’d typically do.

Your plans are thwarted, though, when you see Roy entering the gym only a few minutes into your walk, and you slip your headphones off as he approaches.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He asks, coming to stop in front of you. You glance down at the treadmill before you look back at Roy.

“Walking?” Your response sounds more like a question than a statement, confusion clouding your voice.

“We all saw you fucking in pain out there, go the fuck home.”

It’s still surprising to you how embarrassed you get whenever someone points out your injury, points out that you’re walking with a limp or you seem a little slower than normal or that your face is screwed up in a wince because you thought no one would notice. Even now, when you’re putting in double the effort, trying twice as hard as everyone around you, they can still tell that you’re behind.

You want to stay, want to stand your ground and prove that you don’t need to rest, don’t need to be babied, but you feel a lump rising in your throat and you’d rather die than cry in front of Roy Kent, when anyone from the men’s team could walk past. Instead of being strong and standing up for yourself, you turn off the treadmill and duck your head and leave without saying another word to Roy, trying to keep your tears at bay.

Stuffing your headphones into your bag, you practically rip it out of your locker in your rush to leave, not even bothering to shower or change or take a second to breathe. You plow ahead, walking so fast you're practically running as you leave Nelson Road with your head ducked, and you’re wondering how far you should get from the stadium before you start crying when you run into someone.

“We’ve gotta stop meeting like this,” Jamie says with a small laugh as he reaches out to steady you, his smile dropping as he notices your red-rimmed eyes and your continued sniffling, “are you crying?”

“No,” you reply, even though your voice is hoarse and you reach up to swipe at your eyes, double checking that no tears have fallen.

“Do you want a ride?” He asks then, turning slightly to survey the parking lot, as if he’s double checking that you truly don’t have a car.

“I’m fine, I’ll just walk,” you reply, even though every second you spend with Jamie makes walking home alone seem less and less appealing.

“Are you sure? Me mum always says you shouldn’t be alone when you’re feeling shitty.”

He looks hopeful, desperate to do something nice for you, to make you feel better even for a few minutes so you swipe at your eyes again and you nod in agreement, feeling lighter already when Jamie smiles at you. He opens the car door for you, slamming it shut once you’re safely inside before jogging around to the driver’s side.

There’s music playing softly, some song you don’t recognize but it isn’t unpleasant, it feels gentle and calming and perfect after the day you’d had. Jamie asks for your address before falling silent, the two of you sitting next to each other with nothing to say and it’s nice. There’s no internal push for you to fill the silence, to ask about his morning or his thoughts on the weather, you’re able to sit in a comfortable silence and it’s wonderful.

When Jamie pulls to a stop in front of your house, though, you can tell there’s a question on the tip of his tongue but he’s restraining himself for reasons unknown to you. You decide to do the polite thing and answer him anyway, the sight of his inner turmoil playing out across his face making your chest ache.

“I’m fine, really, I think I’m just tired,” you try to smile at him as if your eyes aren’t still all puffy and red.

He nods back, seemingly content with your answer and looking much less conflicted. You reach for the door handle while searching for something else to say, reluctant to leave the wonderful little bubble of Jamie’s car.

“Thanks for the ride,” is what you settle on, even though you want to thank him for everything he’s done for you, but that seems a little intense.

“Yeah, of course,” his eyes are darting around as if he’s unable to look you in the eye.

The two of you sit for another moment, the silence suddenly begging to be filled, so you say goodbye and thank him again before leaving, waving once more as you open your front door. You can’t help but lean back against the solid wood after you’d closed it, needing something to keep you upright when all you want to do is fall to the floor.

Once you feel like you’re not going to crawl onto the floor, you ignore the throbbing of your ankle and the dull pain of blooming bruises and push yourself off the door and towards the bathroom, stopping to throw your bag onto your kitchen table. A long, warm shower works wonders in calming you down, in reminding you that one bad day doesn’t mean the end of your career.

Feeling better, you heat up some of the food Elena had brought over when she’d joined you for dinner a few days earlier to reminisce on your time together at Chelsea, however brief it was. While you wait, you fire off a text to Jamie, to thank him again for the ride home, and another to Roy, to apologize for being weird and intense and a little overdramatic.

Happily in your pajamas with dinner in hand, you settle in front of the TV to watch a few hours of mindless television to turn off your brain instead of spending the night mentally beating yourself up over everything that has gone wrong today. Setting your empty dishes to the side, you check your phone, seeing texts from Keeley and Mackie and the Greyhound groupchat.

Scrolling through the notifications, the words ‘gala’ and ‘fancy as hell’ and ‘free drinks’ pop out at you, and you grow more and more confused until you reach Keeley’s message, the first one to come in a few minutes ago.

Hey babe! Just wanted to remind you of the gala Friday night - attendance is mandatory and the dress code is formal but drinks for players are free! Remember to be on your best behavior

The message closes with a winky face and an abundance of hearts, and even though your mind is spinning at the idea of buying a formal dress you can’t help but to smile at Keeley, as if she’d need to bribe any of you with free drinks, as if the team wouldn’t die for her if necessary.

You check Mackie’s message next, more to avoid the chaos of the groupchat than anything else, and it’s a demand that the two of you look for outfits after training tomorrow. Rolling your eyes, you reply with a sounds good, thanks for the option to say no before you brace yourself for checking the team groupchat.

It’s a constant stream of messages, one after the other and no time for you to read any of the previous texts. It’s mostly full of complaints and anxiety and the general desire not to go, so you know it’s your duty as captain to rally the troops despite your desire to never add onto the endless messages.

We’re doing it for Keeley, remember?

As a flood of responses come in to agree with you, you try not to become preemptively stressed about your second match on Thursday and a fancy, mandatory event on Friday. Hopefully, once you find an outfit you can push the gala to the back of your mind and focus on nothing except winning and proving everyone wrong because now that you know what people say about the team when you win, you’re determined to never lose.

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[alexendria-rose]

Part two of celebrity crush

Part one

A/n- it’s not really a part two but I loved making Instagram aesthetic for it lol so here’s just a little something 🤎

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y/nupdates- oh my gosh! Finally a confirmation!

cumberbitch- omfg he could do so much better

y/nstand replies- girl you think that’s you or what?

zendaya- STOP THE HARD LAUNCH

benedict cumberbatch - and I spy with my little eye a gorgeous woman 🩷

martin freeman replies- hey I thought I was your gorgeous doctor!

yourinstagram replies- awh Martin don’t be sad, we can share.

benedict cumberbatch replies- sorry Martin she’s a lot cuter then you 😇🙃

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benedict cumberbatch: I love that she dances like nobody is watching.

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cumberbatchupdates- she looks so free spirited!

cumberbitch- my heart is broken 💔

y/nupdates replies- please shut up and let them enjoy their relationship.

yourinstagram- CUMBERBATCH WHEN DID YOU TAKE THIS PHOTO

benedict cumberbatch replies - you looked so happy and carefree. I had to capture the moment.

yourinstagram - you’re lucky that I love you

zendaya - if you think this is bad you should see her on set 👀

sydney sweeney replies - god it’s so bad! How many times she shook her ass to the soundtrack.

alexa demie replies - the soundtrack was dope. We both were shaking our ass together.

robert downey jr - y’all are adorable it’s sickening.

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yourinstagram: little behind the scenes before the show comes out tomorrow! Make sure to watch Eric 😉

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y/nupdates- wait are we going to get a y/n cameo! Please please.

cumberbitch replies- oh god I hope not

y/nstand replies - for the love of god shut the hell up please.

benedict cumberbatch- sneaking photos of me now?

yourinstagram replies- yes since someone likes to sneak photos of me, I had to get payback.

zendaya- 🥹

tom holland - look at my babysitter.

benedict cumberbatch replies - your the reason why my fans call me a babysitter, if someone didn’t spoil!

tom holland replies - I like you being my babysitter, your more fun then Anthony and Sebastian.

sebastian stan replies - rude

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Y/nupdates - NO WAY OUR FAVORITE COUPLE

cumberbitch - NO

y/nstan replies - hahaha bitch get shit on

cumberbatchluv - WE LOVE Y/N🩷🩷

zendaya - no stop you finally posted lemme go cry.

sydney sweeney- look at our girl go 🥹

alexa demie replies - she’s growing up so fast.

yourinstagram replies - stop u guys are gonna make me cry fr

benedict cumberbatch - here’s to forever darling girl.

yourinstagram replies - forever and always my favorite British man 💍

tom holland replies - I thought I was your favorite !

yourinstagram replies - your my favorite British Tom.

tom hiddleston replies - okay rude, btw congratulations you two.

robert downy jr - damn that is one fat stone on your finger. Congratulations to the beautiful couple 🥂

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yourinstagram - cannot wait to be Mrs Cumberbitch 😜

cumberbitch replies - this is rude

benedict cumberbatch replies - I cannot wait either my love 🥰

zendaya - she’s so cute. I want to marry her.

tom holland replies - you’re literally with me

yourinstagram replies - and I’ll take her from you, watch it holland

Marvel Official - My favorite couple.

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yourinstagram: Call me Mrs Cumberbatch please 👀💍

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y/nupdates - OMFG THE ROYAL WEDDING HAPPENED

cumberbitch replies - I wouldn’t call it anything… 🤦‍♀️

y/nstan replies - ISTG BITCH LEAVE PLEASE

robert downy jr - this was such a beautiful wedding, I almost cried.

anthony mackie replies - almost? You did!

tom holland replies - I’m sorry mr downy but you did.

zendaya - GO BESTIE GO BESTIE, I still cannot believe I was the maid of honor

sydney sweeney replies - me too, I mean I’m obviously better.

alexa demie - yall stfu it’s her wedding

yourinstagram - yall were all beautiful bridesmaids, and thank you for being a part of the day 🩷

benedict cumberbatch - Hello Mrs Cumberbatch 😉

yourinsagram replies - Hi Mr Cumberbatch 😉 I love you husband.

benedict cumberbatch replies - I love you most dear wife

Marvel Official - not Benedict and Y/n being the main characters. Congratulations 🥂

martin freeman - 😭😭 look at my guy go, I love you guys such a beautiful wedding. Congratulations 🤎

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could you do smut “make me” with mark estapa?

Smut: 1. “Make me” w/ Mark Estapa

Say Sorry

I don’t even remember how the argument between Mark and I even started but now me are just yelling anything that pops in our head at each other and blaming each other for our problems. We have been arguing for close to an hour. It started as a quiet argument because the rest of the guys are home and now it’s a full blown screaming match. 

“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!” Mark screams at me from across the room.

“HOW ABOUT THE FACT THAT YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE” I scream right back.

“I FUCKING LOVE YOU Y/N” He says approaching me I back myself up against the wall

“GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU TREAT ME LIKE SHIT!”

“HOLY FUCK YOUR BEING SUCH A BITCH!”

“I FUCKING HATE YOU MARK” I scream back and Mark pushes me against the wall and holds me there by my throat

“Say your sorry” he says rough quietly

“Make me” 

Mark presses his lips hard against mine engulfing us both in a steamy yet sloppy make out session. He moves his hands underneath my ass and I jump up wrapping my legs around his waist. He moves me across the room continuing the sloppy makeout session and sits me on his dresser not caring about everything valuable or not that just crashed on the floor. He breaks the kiss to take his shirt off and then mine. He gulps when he sees I wasn’t wearing a shirt underneath and connects his mouth to my chest.

“N-no Mar k” I moan out, “N-noo hickies”

“Say sorry”

I refuse to say sorry and Mark leaves huge hickies all over my chest including my boobs and up my neck. He pulls me off the dresser and I wrap my legs back around his waist and he carries me to the bed. He pulls my leggings and panties off so forcefully he didn’t even have to ask me to life my hips. He pulls me off the bed a little so my legs can wrap around his shoulders and he is facing my slit.

He lick slowly up my slit and blows, earning a whimper for my lips.

“M-mark please”

“Say sorry” he says 

“N-no” 

He licks again, blowing then looking up at me. He decides to push his face against my entrance anyway flicking his tongue up and down while he rubs circles around my clit before pushing his tongue inside me flicking his tongue and pushing it in and out.

“M-Mark!” I yell out in pleasure. He stops and move back up to connect his lips to mine again.

“I bet you want me to fuck this pussy?”

“Mark, please fuck me”

“Oh yeah?” he says pressing his lips on my neck again trying to place more hickies. 

“I’m sorry Mark! Please just fuck me!” I yell out and Mark is suddenly inside if me in seconds.

“Fuck! Mark!” I moan out as he thrusts himself hard and fast inside oh me. I reach to hold on to his lower back as he continues to push limits going deeper and harder every single thrust. My fingernails begin to drag down his back, so I reposition them back to the top of his back when I lose grip. They begin to drag down his back again, as Mark moans out, “I’m cuming! I’m coming” pulling himself out of me and pumping himself in my mouth he twitches and cum flows down my throat, Mark gets up of the bed and so do I he turns to kiss me before pulling away.

“You aren’t going to want to come downstairs with me like that” he says looking at my neck laughing, I walk over to his mirror and see a zoo of hickies all over.

“Mark!!”

“What you told me to make you” he said laughing. “What do you need downstairs, I'll get it” he says 

“Water and I forgot my purse down there”

“Where?” 

“I don’t know you might have to look for it”

[Mark’s POV]

I pull my pants up and walk down the stairs to the kitchen. I looked around the front doorway for her purse first. I decide to go into the living room to look there to see 4 guys staring in amazement and disgust all in one.

“Is she still breathing?” Mackie asks me

“We’re good” 

“Oh we know. The whole neighborhood does actually” Luke chimes in, I turn to look leave the room when I hear,

“Holy fuck Estapa, she skinned you!” from Mackie. I leave the room to grab a glass of water and find everything in the kitchen. I bring everything up and shut the door.

“I guess we were loud” I say and I watch Y/n’s face turn beet red.

“Are you smiling?!” he ask

“Yeah know the whole block knows who you belong to!”

[bbrissonn]

all-american bitch was giving luca fantilli

lucy is childhoodfriends who grew apart w/ cole caufield

ballad of a homeschooled girl is so jack hughes coded to me

making the bed is so luke hughes

logical is mark, bc she didnt ESTAPA him

get him back! is enemies to lovers to enemies to love with ethan

love is embarrassing = in love with ur best friend and everyone can see it but him with rutger

the grudge is giving mackie, but he’s the heartbroken one, bc i feel like when he loves someone he loves them

pretty isnt pretty … i cant figure that one out, so send some requests if you have any ideas pls :))

lastly, teenage dream is giving high school sweethearts with alex turcotte

[mxssingmemories]

julian's masterlist !

Chris Evans

❁ Making Magic

Y/N is an equestrian, and has been for years. Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan are her mentors and father figures. It's Y/N's first horse show-what could go wrong? Or, in her case, what could go right?

❁ It'll Be Okay

You just started a new job and have started getting bad migraines. Chris just wants to be there for his daughter.

❁ A Fresh Start

Y/N is finally moving out of her childhood home. It's a big decision, but she knows she's got Chris and Sebastian in her corner.

Sebastian Stan

❁ Making Magic

Y/N is an equestrian, and has been for years. Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan are her mentors and father figures. It's Y/N's first horse show-what could go wrong? Or, in her case, what could go right?

❁ A Fresh Start

Y/N is finally moving out of her childhood home. it's a big decision, but she knows she's got Sebastian and Chris in her corner.

❁ Back to School

It's back to school time for Y/N, how much chaos can this possibly cause in the Stan household?

❁ Paparazzi Sucks

On a father-daughter date, paparazzi do their best to ruin it. Sebastian doesn't let it get to you too much, though; lots of fluff <3

Tom Holland

❁ Best Friend Ever

You found out some news about yourself and you really want to tell your best friend Tom. You're really worried about how he'll react, but he comes through like the amazing person he is.

❁ Not A Girl

Y/N is trans male, and after a fight with his mom, he goes straight to the person who knows him the best-Tom. They've been best friends for years, and Tom's happy to help his favorite person however he can.

Tony Stark

❁ Burgers

You're sick, and you scare the shit out of your dad. Fluff and burgers ensue.

Jensen Ackles

❁ Go Fish, Bitch

When Jensen gets bored, he tends to cause chaos. Today, he brings Y/N into the chaos, and she loves it. In which a card game commences, and Jensen loses by a long shot.

Harry Styles

❁ That Just Happened

You've known Harry since you've been in high school-little does he know that you see him as a father figure. After a really rough day, you accidentally call him dad. Love ensues.

I Write For:

M A R V E L:

>Tony Stark

>Bruce Banner

>Black Widow

>Pepper Potts

>Steve Rogers

>Peter Parker

>Tom Holland

>Chris Evans

>Sebastian Stan

>RDJ

>Chris Hemsworth

>Anthony Mackie

S U P E R N A T U R A L:

>Dean Winchester

>Sam Winchester

>Castiel

>Jensen Ackles

>Jared Padalecki

>Misha Collins

M A R A U D E R S:

>James Potter

>Lily Evans

>Sirius Black

>Remus Lupin

>Peter Pettigrew

B R O O K L Y N N I N E N I N E

>Jake Peralta

>Ray Holt

>Terry Jeffords

C R I M I N A L M I N D S

***I am only on the first season!! I'm not familar with the characters, but I'm really loving the idea of writing for some of em :)

>Spencer Reid

>Aaron Hotchner

>Derek Morgan

Please keep in mind that I am currently only writing platonic fics! I'm writing teen!reader, daughter!reader, best friend!reader, or sister!reader. I am comfortable writing pretty much anything, so please feel free to send in a request.

Request Status: Open!

major thank you to @aadapaadakaunpaada who helped me figure this whole thing out :)

[tayl0rfanatic]

Thirst Tweets With Dad - Sebastian Stan

warning: swearing

summary: you are doing thirst tweets with your father to promote falcon and the winter soldier and you were excited as you did thirst tweets before, and they were hilarious. but your dad on the other hand, he never did them before and you were excited and going to laugh in his face.

─•~��᯽❉~•─

“Some of my favorite things to do on a Saturday, is to read thirst tweets with my amazing daughter Y/N.” Your Dad Sebastian Stan says and he looks at you with a smile. “So let’s see what a thirst tweet says.”

“This will be amazing.” You say with a slight giggle and your father just smiles at you.

“I want someone to look at me the way Sebastian looks at his daughter when she’s doing something cute and silly.” Your father reads smiling and looking at you, and you have a slight blush on your face.

“Ah.” Your father says and you giggle.

“That’s sweet.” You say.

“Okay, my darling daughter, it's your turn.” You Dad says handing you the jar and you let out a small groan. You grab a random one, and open it curious to what you will get.

“Can we talk about how gorgeous Y/N Stan is for a sec? Like, that woman is fucking beautiful.” You say reading it and your father snickers and you thump him. “That was better than I thought it was going to start off with.”

You give your father the bucket back and he grabs one. “I don’t even know what this means. Sebastian Stan is one thicc B-I-H.” Your father says confused and you snicker at that one, knowing what it meant but he didn’t.

“Bitch.” You say and it got beeped and he looked at you.

“Right. That’s…that’s kind.” Your father says and you have a smirk on your face, your Dad hands you the bucket, and you groan as it’s your turn.

“Y/N Stan if you see this on your twitter account I’m free this weekend if you want to get lunch or drinks or something just let me know. If you want to do it earlier, I can have dinner during the weekend but I’m usually busy before 6.” You read and your father made a face, and you laughed. “Okay we can do that.”

“And not invite me, how rude.” Your father says and you giggle.

“Okay Stephanie.” You say to your father and he pokes your leg.

“Wait, you have a twitter?” Your father asks and you ignore him.

“Next question.” You announced.

“Listen when Anthony Mackie said ‘Those steel blue eyes let you know where home is. It’s my safe place, about Sebastian’s eyes bitch i felt that.” Your father says and you snicker again. “Thank you very kind.”

“Yes, the rumors are true. I am a slut for Y/N Stan.” You read off the last one.

“I would let Sebastian split me in half like a pistachio sent tweet. Sent tweet, is that like me responding to the thing? Thank god I don’t have Twitter and THIS IS WHY!”

Your father says and you giggle at his response.

“You, my friend, would not survive on Twitter.” You say to your father and he gives you a look and you wish that you never said anything, as he doesn’t know that you have Twitter.

“Give me that dang phone missy.” He says, and you shake your head no at him, but you gave in and went to your back pocket and grabbed your phone, and handed it to him.

He unlocked your phone with ease, and it made you make a mental note to change your passcode.

Lord behold guess what he found: twitter.

He opened it and signed you in, and you were growing nervous the entire time as he didn’t know that you had twitter.

“What the heck?!” He says as he saw your twitter page, it was decked out in all things Bucky, and he scrolled down and found nothing of him. “You have nothing of me. Wow, goes to show how much you love me.”

“You have to scroll to 2016 to find you.” You say and his eyes widen and he turns his head to you and you wish that you didn’t have twitter and this was the only reason why.

“Oh my god child!” He says and he hands you back your phone and you waste no time in putting it back into your back pocket.

“Good night and good luck.” You say taking a sip on what your father was drinking, not caring what it was.

─•~❉᯽❉~•─

hope you like this one!

this is my first y/n oneshot so imagine her as yourself if you'd like.

some of these might be celebrity because i just realized how much of these i have on google doc.

will these be edited?

no.

they will not.

the most editing i will be doing is grammical errors but that is it.

if you liked this please vote and comment!

<3

[fluffypotatey]

Switch brotherhood era macaque from lmk and Liu er mihou from that peachbud show. How do they fare in each other positions? (And I don't mean they are in the wrong place, both born and raised in the other world)

Liu'Er would call Peng a slur

[lukemfhughes]

Dumbs

The sophs living with the reader

! English is not my first language !

It was exciting to live with the boys, most of the time. Some days it was rough to try to be the peace maker when Duker ate Marks piece of pie.

Duker, Mark and Eddy were prob the wildest of them. Luke and Mackie were ”calm”.

When the school year started you thought that the year is gonna be awesome. But in the back of your head you knew that you needed to enjoy this year cause some of the boys were leaving after their sophomore year.

”Dylan!” You yell when you found an plate and glass from the table. ”Yea?” He asks while walking into the room. ”Put these away.” You say and drop your school stuff to the table. ”Yes… mom.” He mumbles the end. You just stick your tongue out for him.

”Sup bitches!” Eddy yells as he enters the house.

”Who’s ready for a game dayyy!” He continues. You look at him and say ”Shut up i’m trying to study.” He then nods and skips up the stairs.

Couple hours later it’s 3:30 pm and the boys are getting ready to leave to yost. ”Goodluck! I will see you guys after the game.” You say when the boys leave the house.

After couple hours you arrive the arena by yourself. You take a seat behind Erik’s goal. Luke skates past you and waves to you.

The game starts and umich gets quick start when Mackie score after the first 3 minutes. The game goes on and goals come for both of the teams. There is 5 minutes to go on the 3rd period when the score is 3-5 to umich. The horn rings to signal that the game ended. The boys cheer and hug Erik.

You walk down to the locker room hall and wait for the boys to come out. Mark and dylan walk out first and come to talk to you. After a while the other boys come out too and you guys leave yost.

”Is there an after party?” You ask as you enter your home. ”Yea it’s at Nolan’s house.” Luke answers. ”Are you guys going?” You ask. ”Yea.” Everyone mumbles.

In an hour you guys entered Nolan’s house. ”Sup.” You mumble to Nolan as he gives you an hug.

The night goes on kinda chill, nothing special happens. Until Duker pops up in front of you looking extreamly drunk. ”How many beers have you drinken?” You ask him. ”3 beers and some other drinks.” He answers. ”I think it’s time to go home.” You say and put your arm around his waist to support him while he walks.

You guys get home and you lead duker to his room. You put some water and painkillers to his nightstand. ”Goodnight.” You say and leave his room.

You walk back downstairs where the other boys are watching tv. ”Duker was waisted.” You say and plop next to Luke. ”Yea he looked like he was a kid who had gotten too much sugar” Luke says. You just mumble back something as agreeing.

”I’m gonna head up to bed, goodnight.” You say and leave the room.

This was my first writing and i hope that no one will give me hate cause of this and if you liked reading this please like and send more ideas if you want to read more.

And remember that i do not speak english as my native language so please don’t judge cause of that.

And before someone comes to complain about that i stole the idea from @mack-samo 🐞anon yes i took idea from her and if that’s problem for @mack-samo and the 🐞anon i can delete this.

[botanicallyinclinednerd]

LMK season 4 episode 9:

Oh gosh. Imma kill some bitches, the first glimpse I get of my boy Red Son this season is him fucking captured and restrained on the ground? Someone bout to dieee

Ah fuck

"You are a groveling coward with scrawny ankles" I'm sorry why did this make me laugh. I'm going to save this insult

SANDY IS DELIGHTFUL

All his friends are dead

Yeah dude, get with the program, the name of the game is friendship

Tangs little freak out at getting a silver star was really funny

"Once yielded" okay, so she doesn't have it anymore. What the fuck happened, did they seal it away again off screen?

"A deeply caring and protective creature." Yeah that sounds like Pigsy to me

Hey Macky you dramatic bitch

Okay so the golden glitch thing happens when he's upset

Clearly Macky is suprised by this development

"Go for it guy. I don't care anymore." MK :((((

"Misery kid" Yeah that fits rn

[the-bomb-sammi-morse]

I find it hilarious

that Chris Evans makes a visit to Jeremy Renner’s house just hours before Jeremy makes a surprise appearance on Jimmy Kimmel, along with an Easter scare video with just Scott.  It’s like he’s banking off Jeremy to get brownie points with the fans.  I mean really, that’s ridiculous.  Your boy Mackie was at Jeremy’s bedside in Reno.  Like Jeremy said in his interview, it’s wasn’t the words of all his costars, it was the actions.  Mackie FLEW THERE.  THEY ARE BROTHERS.�� Chris, where were you when the accident happened?!   You were out trolling international waters with some racist, homophobic bitch and her douchebag friends.  Not that I give a shit what he does anymore, but I’m mad that the cameras managed to “find” him seemingly looking around for paparazzi while leaving Jeremy’s house.  Don’t use your injured costar (who’s ten times the man you are) to try and make up for the stupid shit you been pulling bro.  Chris’s morals right now are nowhere near Captain Underpants, never mind Captain America.  So stupid.   

UPDATE:  After watching the Kimmel interview I can’t help but think that when Jeremy mentioned Chris Evans in the interview it was because Chris was at his house mere hours before this happened and asked Jeremy name drop him to try and get him in good graces with the fans again.  Not that Jeremy cares, he’s just happy to be alive still on a lot of pain medication.

[sidewayspeace444]

I’m going to curse lonesome the fuck out. Here’s their response to why Alba family isn’t in Boston or still in PT or whatever.

”We don’t know that they didn’t. It was 1 friend and 1 family member that I noticed still in Portugal yesterday, not everyone Alba knows. They may not have been invited or might not have been able to go. We don’t know that kind of stuff though 🦎”

so….they don’t know that kind of stuff yet are running their mouth that chris is indefinitely marrying this girl?! Like stop, just STOP!!! They also tried to claim Mackie’s recent IG pic was old but backtracked and said it seems like the game is happening now so it may be recent. 🙄

I want this shit show over and I want lonesome and Maddy to have consequences for their fucking actions. This fandom has been on high for months and just when you think oh finally some peace…..these bitches want to relight a dying fire with ⛽️ gasoline and dynamite 🧨.

I stand by saying this…if chris was getting married, not one fucking fan/stalker fan/hater/whoever would know until it was made public by him and his team, period!

his friend group are probably going….bro, why the fuck your fans think you’re getting married, they’ve been blowing up our socials talking about some bs wedding crap. 😂

Can they explain Jamie Chung on an IV at Chris’ house? Bryan’s story.

[starry-hughes]

https://www.tumblr.com/starry-hughes/722594069195505664/luca-almost-fighting-someone-at-a-party-for

Did Luca ever fight the guy? Or did Angel and mark coke back before it could get that far?

angel ran up to mark. “angel, you’re lucky i love you,” mark mumbled as she messed up his pong throw. “luca needs help. some guy is trying to fight.”

mark immediately walked off, following angel to luca who was loudly shouting at the guy, a circle forming around the two.

“man i think you should go,” mark stepped in. “fine. but it’s that bitch’s fault for pouring my drink on me.” the guy said pointing at luca.

if it weren’t for mark’s grip on luca’s arm, luca would have punched the guy. mark was also holding back a punch. “angel sweetheart, i think mackie’s sister left some shoes when she visited mackie, go try to find them, so you aren’t walking around with beer on your shoes.” mark said.

[greazyfloz]

Lovers & Strangers - Chapter 6

Previous

I wake up the next morning and I am lying in only one of Ethan’s t-shirts in his bed, I search for my phone but can’t find it anywhere. I lay back down in bed more sick than I’ve even been before. This isn’t a hangover, it is death. I try to get up again a couple minutes later, but feel like absolute garbage. I open the nightstand because Ethan usually keeps Advil in here. I put two in my hand before putting on a pair of his sweatpants and walking downstairs.

I get to the kitchen and fill a glass of water then take the Advil. I sit at the kitchen table looking at the time 3:30pm. Jesus, did I sleep all day? I think to myself. I rest my head on the table and try not to fall asleep.

Finally I hear movement in the house as the front door swings open, I hear the guys chatter as they make their way to the kitchen. Mackie and Luke come into the kitchen and Mackie sits across from me while Luke makes something to eat. Mackie nudges me with his foot under the table and I look up at him, “You just getting up?” I yawn and nod

“Guess so” I say, “Where is Ethan?”

“He said he was going straight to Yost” Luke says

“Ugh, I want to go home” I say

“Here, I’ll take you” Mackie says standing

“Really? Thank you! One second, let me grab my stuff” I say walking up the stairs and back in Ethan’s room. I bend grabbing my shirt then my pants. I feel around for the purchase I made last night but couldn’t find it. I start to panic a little and search the pockets again, then drop to the floor looking under the bed. Unaware of who was watching me.

“What are you looking for?” I turn and see Ethan

“Ethan? I thought you went straight to the arena” I say standing up

“Are you looking for this?” he says handing me my phone

“Yes, why would you take my phone?” I say annoyed

“Actually, it’s a funny story. Brenden says he found it on the floor beside his bed”

“Okay?”

“Why were you in his room?”

“Oh my god Ethan, stop bitching at me!” I randomly blew up because I didn’t know how to explain myself

“I didn’t tell you why I found that story funny though” He says and I look at him confused, “I also found something that belongs to you on the floor beside my bed” Ethan says pulling out the baggy. “Was this what you were doing up there? Buying Molly or whatever drug this is?” he says

“Yes” I say, thinking that was better than telling him the real reason why I was in the room

“So this is why you were out of your mind last night” he says and I just look at him, “How fucking many did you take last night?!” he questions me.

“Just 2, I-”

“You took 2?! Jesus Y/n. What is wrong with you?” He yells at me and I try to stay composed, “Seriously since Christmas break you’ve gone off the walls. You decided to stay here and drink instead of going home for spring break, you don’t think that’s a little fucked?!”

“Ethan, I’m just-” I stop and think about what I was going to say next but stop

“Just what?” he says

“I’m just having fun” I say but wince after the words come out knowing that was not the right thing to say.

“Fine, there ya go” he says, throwing the baggy at me, and he watches to see what I do next. Again, I did the wrong thing. I take the baggy and put it in my pocket. “Unbelievable” he says leaving the room, “I’ll be in the car, hurry up” he says leaving me in his room.

I leave his room a little after him, as Mark is coming up the stairs. He looks at me for a second up and down and scoffs, “What, Mark?!” I yell and he puts his hands up in defense as I walk down the stairs and out the door.

I sit in the car, and Ethan starts backing out before I even put my seatbelt on. We drive in silence as I refuse to look at him, I know he is looking at me, I can see in the corner of my eye.

I start to cry, and Ethan pulls over. He can’t stand to see me cry. Never could. He also deep down feels guilty for my partying because I started partying more when he got a girlfriend last year that only lasted a couple months.

“I’m sorry, I’ll get rid of it” I say to Ethan and he just nods for a second, “I wasn’t thinking and I didn’t even realize it was wrong because I just wasn’t thinking straight at all” I say through my tears

He leans over and hugs me, “It’s just not like you. I’m trying to figure out why. I mean drinking all the time is one thing and I kept my mouth shut, but drugs Y/n?”

“I was drunk and the guy said they were fun so I bought them! Stop acting like it’s never crossed your mind!”

“It hasn’t” he says and I roll my eyes, “how drunk?”

“Drunk Ethan! Okay? I took them once, I’m done”

“What’s this fuckhead's name?” he says and I can see the angry radiate off him

“Doesn’t matter”

“Yes it does!”

“Caleb, I don’t know his last name” I fess up

“Why were you in the bedroom? Did he touch you?”

“No!’

“Your coming this weekend. Already told my parents”he says putting his car back in drive looking away from me

“You fucking told your parents?! Why would you do that?!”

“I told them you were going, not why. Calm down”

“And why am I going?”

“I want you to be there, and I don’t want you to be here” he says as we drive down the road where he eventually drops me off at home.

[Ethan POV]

After I dropped of Y/n, I went to practice and then headed straight home. I didn’t even think to ask the others if they needed a lift. I just wasn’t in the mood to be in the room full of guys right now.

I sit on my bed and pull my phone out to text Y/n. But before I can even type in something in the message box, Mark walks in. “Thanks for the lift” he says sarcastically before sitting on my desk chair, “you good?”

“Yeah, no I’m fine” I say before sending off a text to Y/n. I put my phone down and look up at Mark

“Yeah right, what’s wrong?” He presses

“Y/n”

“What she do now?” Mark asks rolling his eyes. I think for a second if I should tell him or not. I know he wouldn’t say anything but I also know Y/n would be pissed if she knew. I really don’t want to talk to anyone else about it because they will all tell each other. Mark is usually pretty good at keeping his mouth shut.

“I found Molly or some party drug in her pocket last night” I start but Mark doesn’t look as amused as I thought he would more concerned, “do you know a Caleb?”.

“Not at the top of my head, why?”

“Apparently she met him upstairs and bought off him. Brendan gave me her phone today that she left in his room” I say and Mark nods, “She’s coming to Minnesota”

“Why?” Mark snorts, “just leave her be”

[Y/n POV]

Two days go by since that conversation in the car with Ethan and it’s now Wednesday. I decided to spend Ethan’s last night in Ann Arbor before going to the B1G finals with him.

Today I was just sad because I was having really bad FOMO. All my friends were going to some karaoke bar, and I was hanging out with Ethan watching movies with his roommates. As much as I love these guys, I’d rather be drunk.

I open my phone and watch their stories and sigh, “You want me to drive you there?” Ethan asks

“No, no, it’s okay” I say as Mark enters the room, the only seat left is beside me.

He sits beside me not saying anything or giving me any dirty look like he usually does. Instead he stays quiet. Ethan looks over at Mark just as confused as me. I look down at Mark’s thigh and can see his thigh muscles through his sweatpants. Mark’s hand rubs up his thigh, and I admire it for a second as I think of riding them until I can feel him watch me looking, snapping my attention away. My face is red now, and I look away from Mark’s direction and mistakenly Ethan’s.

“You okay?” Ethan asks me

“Yeah, I’m just- It’s all good” I say and smile at him

When the movie finishes, Ethan tells me he is going to go lay down in his room and I decide to go to the kitchen to get water. The rest of the boys also ended up going to their rooms as well.

As I am in the kitchen, I feel a pair of hands rest on my waist. “You like what you see in there?” I hear Mark whisper into my neck making me shiver. I turn so I am now leaning against the counter as Mark hands rest on both sides, “I was tempted to touch you in there”

“Mm?” I say smirking at him

“Yeah, I was ready to fuck you so hard you wouldn’t need ecstasy to help you cum three times” he says smiling at me but the smile quickly disappears from my face as I push him out of the way and walk towards Ethan’s room.

“I want to go home” I say to Ethan and he looks over confused

“Wait, why?”

“Because you-“ I stop realizing I’d have to tell him what Mark just told me, “I just want to go home”