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[willstjames-blog]

Wouldn’t it be nice // Luke & Will

The past days had been hectic, difficult and just confusing. Considering Kurt’s condition though, Will certainly wasn’t going to complain. As of right now, he was focused on denying his feelings Luke. So he had that going for him. He probably need some kind of mental support or whatnot and Will would be more than happy to provide entertainment. Truth be told, he had missed Luke and he was glad to be seeing the other male again. 

Will put on a beanie to hide his less than messy hair and slipped on a pair of vans before he was heading out of the flat. The walk to the hospital was spent  trying to convince himself that he didn’t need to have a chat with Luke about anything. No, they were going to hang out like good friend. When he got in the hospital, he tried to keep his smile to a minimum. He then texted his friend, letting him know that he was in the hall so he could be told where to go afterward. 

[kailey-peters-blog]

Secret Location// Kailey&Ezra

Kailey had known of a place not too far away that she knew Ezra would love, plus she had been working on her essay that was due on monday all day and she had started getting writers block so it was probably time for a bit of a break. Kailey was already dressed in her patterned loose pants, her black tank top and white blazer from having gone out shopping earlier that day. She was glad Ezra agreed to go with her at this time, since it was dark and thats how it had to be for the place they were going to have full effect. She threw her hair quickly into a side braid of sorts and grabbed her phone shotting the boy a quick text saying she was on her way over right now. She bit her lip as she headed to the boys room thinking about what today was and how much she really needed a distraction from it. She arrived at the door and knocked on it lightly rocking on her heels as she waited for the ridiculously tall lad to answer it tucking her bangs behind her ear, she was hoping that he would like it as much as she thought that he would. 

[roguette-skater-archive]

Louise - fic about snow?

Louise didn't really care for spring.

She loved the cold. She loved the sound of frost crunching under her boots. She loved the ice, she loved the snow. yet everyone else hated it. Winter was the month were everything died. It was bleak and harsh, black and white. The only colour to be seen at night when the street lights turned the snow yellow and the sky turned purple. The night lasted longer and the days were shorter, the clocks were changed and the heating was turned up full blast. Hats, scarfs, jackets, gloves, thick socks and wellington boots flew off the shelves as people attempted to fight the cold.

Then there was her.

Her friend Macey said she was mad. Louise had laughed at her and unzipped her jacket without a second thought, dumping it on a nearby bench. Then with only her hoodie to cover her back, she fell into the snow.

The snow had stuck to her. It was in her hair, on her face, and all over her hoodie.

Macey had practically gaped at her when she simply shrugged off the excess snow, grabbed her jacket and pulled it back on.

Her uncle Len just stared at her, before practically ripping the jacket off her shoulders and demanding that she have a warm bath, or she'd catch hypothermia. She listened to him then, retreating up the stairs to the bathroom and running her bath. The hot water stung and made her frozen fingers begin to itch with the sudden temperature change.

But she didn't care.

She still loved the cold.

[youdamnrat-blog]

Closed|| ask-sassy-jack-frost

"And why're you ringing again?" Kyo mumbled into his cell, half asleep as he walked down the street. Like everyday that month, it was cold and icy outside with heavy snowfall coming and going

As Kyo walked, he stumbled onto a huge icy patch that had been untreated and was right in the middle of the walkway. He slipped and fell right onto his backside and was adamant that he could hear laughter.

[i-am-mona-lisa]

1000th POST!!

So yeah for all of you who are following me, I have no idea why you would but thank you so much!

I thought I'd do something to celebrate so I'm posting a fanfic that I wrote mostly on some plane rides. This is my first attempt so please excuse any punctuation/grammar/spelling mistakes and rubbish writing... Well here goes nothing:

“So what did you say this planet is called, Doctor? Um. Ra-Raco... Racoo..." Clara asked, mumbling the last few words, and as usual not quite getting it right, her right hand clasping her chin in thought.

"Raxacoricofallapatorius!" The Doctor exclaimed, his wild and spindly arms flinging over his head with frustration whilst he rolled his eyes yet again; four times in the past four and a half minutes. That was bound to be a record breaker. "It must be a human thing; none of you ever seem to get it right!" He cried, tampering with a few switches and straightening the fez which sat unevenly on his head. "Do you think it's to do with the fact you only have one heart? Or maybe it's the slow brain cells." He grunted before using his whole body's strength to pull an old and rusty lever, which creaked as it sluggishly crept towards him. His lips tweaked up slightly to form a lopsided Cheshire-cat grin when he heard the TARDIS rumble beneath the soles of his shoes like a sudden earthquake had hit the ground of his cherished machine. 

"Ah, finally. Good to have you back girl." He whispered gently to his beloved vehicle, gingerly patting and stroking the glistening surfaces. The Doctor couldn't help but feel his spirits lifted when the TARDIS seemed to glow brighter and hum in response.

No matter what happened, the Doctor was certain that the TARDIS would always be with him, and that one simple thought meant the whole universe to him. It was no wonder his heart warmed at merely the sight of her. 

"She only broke down one hour ago, it's not like she left you all alone for a century." Clara mocked jokingly, eyeing her watch (which she had to admit was pretty useless since she started time-travelling) and decided to dismiss his earlier comment. Still leaning against the silver railing, as she had been for thirty minutes, she raised one of her eyebrows as she watched the Doctor lovingly converse with the TARDIS. Clara still had trouble understanding his love for the machine. True, she had met some people who had been car-fanatics back at Uni. These were mainly people who decided to show-off their wealth by buying the newest and most expensive vehicle for sale.  These very same people were simply obsessed in Clara's eyes, so much so that a single scratch on their car's bodywork might mean the end of the world to them. Back then, Clara didn't understand them either. However, she felt that the Doctor's relation with the TARDIS was somehow different. 

"Ah, ah!" The Doctor tutted, moving his index finger from side to side in disagreement as he walked towards his companion. "It's attitude like that-" he started, using the finger he was once shaking at her to prod Clara's forehead a couple of times "which is getting you on her bad side. Now tell me, what did she ever do to hurt you, huh?" He asked, but obviously didn't expect a reply as he instantly spun around on his heels and uttered an apology back to the console on Clara's behalf. 

Clara huffed grumpily once his back was turned and grumbled "Shouldn't we be going now doctor?"  

"Yes, yes!" The doctor almost shouted as if snapping out of his trance. 

"Off we go to the planet Slitheen!" Clara skipped, her fist pumped into the air with a smile planted on her face, instantly forgetting her previously bad mood and she rushed forward to join the Doctor at the heart of the TARDIS. 

It took the Doctor a few seconds to process what she had just said and his eyebrows drew together in confusion. "Planet Slitheen? But-" He asked quietly, unsure to what Clara was referring to.

"Well" Clara began, her head quickly spinning around to face his "Raxa-Raxaco... Whatever it's called is a really long name. And it's annoying." She stated, causing the Doctor to send rigid glares at her. "So I'm just going to call it the Planet Slitheen." She finished with a wide smile. The Doctor blinked. Nobody had ever done that before. Once again, the Impossible Girl had surprised him; something which she had been doing a lot recently. 

"Actually, before we go to Raxacoricofallapatorius" the Doctor stressed, "There is something I've been meaning to try out." He said, knocking is head a few times with a clenched fist of his, as if it would shake loose his memories. It seemed to do the trick because he was soon twisting around a screen which sat above the centre of the TARDIS until it was facing towards him. From what Clara could see, it seemed to be a view of the TARDIS on the outside, as if a camera of some sort was placed there to monitor the blue Police Box and part of the surrounding 334 B.C. Athenian street (the place and time which they had visited twelve hours ago before the TARDIS coughed, spluttered and refused to move). You could even see the occasional odd glance from a confused Greek civilian who definitely wasn't expecting to see a large, towering blue box parked in the middle of a street. 

Clara didn't question or make any comments about what he was doing, but instead watched the Doctor intently whilst he worked.

After a minute or two of the Doctor tapping away at the screen and console, he gave a satisfactory laugh and a celebratory clap, followed by the rubbing of his hands. At first, Clara didn't understand why he was so pleased, but when she looked back to the screen above her, she saw nothing. 

Well, of course she saw something, such as the street, the markets and the wandering Athenians, but she couldn't see the TARDIS. 

"Strange." Clara pondered "Isn't that where we are, Doctor?" She asked pointing to the screen. 

The Doctor smiled, if possible, even wider and clamped both his hands down on Clara's shoulders. "Invisibility, Clara! Invisibility!" He explained, reminding Clara of a child's first time riding a bike; overjoyed, excited and proud. A few seconds passed and Clara noticed that the Doctor seemed to be waiting for her to say something. 

"That's great!" Clara complimented, not at all needing to forge her fascination. She was truly impressed, as she always was whilst travelling with the Doctor and discovering new things, and though she would never admit it out loud, she did find the TARDIS to be spectacular. Her greatest relief now was that they could easily hide when they got into trouble; a regular occurrence when with the Doctor. But then again, if they didn't, where would be the fun in that?

Grinning, mostly to himself, the Doctor took a step back and marvelled at his own work. 

"Hah, so much for not being able to drive, eh River?" He muttered. 

"Who?" Clara asked, not catching the name. 

The Doctors eyes darted to Clara in a flash, no longer looking back at his old memories. "Nobody." He answered quickly, averting his eyes and ending the conversation. He didn't want to think about those things- let alone talk about it. 

Clara noticed his eyes changed, before they were joyful, childish even. But now his eyes looked sadder, more mature. And above all, she could've sworn he looked pained. 

"Come on then, let's go! We wouldn't want to keep the aliens waiting." Clara said, wanting to take the Doctors mind off whatever had upset him. 

After instantly agreeing, the Doctor readied the TARDIS and after murmuring an almost silent "Let's go, girl" they were off. With a whirr and a bang from the jumping TARDIS, Clara and the Doctor were knocked sideways, making them grab onto the nearest sturdy railing and causing the Doctor to give a hearty laugh.

After a few seconds the TARDIS lurched again, this time knocking both travellers off their feet. Clara almost swerved straight off the stairs but was stopped by the Doctor when he grabbed onto her arm and pulled her back to the centre of the room where they hung onto the TARDIS for dear life. The Doctor and Clara shared a concerned look. The TARDIS wasn't usually this rough handling them.

All of a sudden the machine came to an abrupt halt. Moments passed with an eerie emptiness, not one of the passengers dared to speak until Clara piped up a small "That wasn't supposed to happen... Was it?"

                        "No..." The Doctor said slowly, his eyes flicking around the room and once he walked over, he skimmed over the controls, trying to figure out what was wrong.

"She won't move." He finally declared. The TARDIS was firmly stuck in one place, something that had done before but not really that often. 

"What? Why?" Clara said, her voice had gone higher considerably and she was beginning to worry. They could be anywhere and anything could happen. 

"The TARDIS has a mind of its own, Clara."

She sighed deeply and wondered why these things always happened to the Doctor and her. "Where are we then, the TARDIS probably wanted us to come here, right?"

“Well there’s only one way to find out!” The Doctor exclaimed loudly, piercing the near-silence which had hung around the both of them. He turned on his heels and sprinted for the door, leaving Clara to catch up behind him.

Not once did the Doctor hesitate before he turned the handle and swung open the doors, he had been waiting for an adventure like this for a long time.

“A-Are we...” Clara started, staring out of the TARDIS in awe “Are we sideways? But we’re standing up...” And sure enough, from outside the wide-open door, Clara could see grey cloudy skies, accompanied by a sharp nip in the air, sending her shivers under her skin. As well as the gloomy clouds, she could also see a towering building, looming above them (or stretching further away from them, now that the TARDIS wasn’t standing straight).

“TARDIS has her own gravitational field, but that’s not the point.” The Doctor dismissed speedily, not actually looking back at Clara as he said so. “The point is that this is 21st Century London, why would she bring us here?” he continued.

Just then, a dark silhouette emerged from behind the top of the building, a human most likely as the Doctor had guessed. The person’s raven-black coat billowed and fluttered in the strengthening wind.

“Who’s that?” The Doctor asked, squinting his eyes in attempt to make see the distant figure a little clearer. As if answering his question, the figure seemed to get closer and closer, in fact, after a few seconds the Doctor realised that the person was coming towards them too fast, too fast to stop.

“Look out, Doctor!” Clara gasped, stepping aside just as the blurred figure of a man swooped into the TARDIS, crashing head-first into the Time Lord and sending them both spiralling across the floor until they skidded to a halt.

Almost instantaneously, the Doctor sprung up onto his feet, but not before grabbing his now fallen fez and straightening his crooked bowtie. The Doctors face was creased into a perplexed frown as he saw the man (“Definitely human” the Doctor confirmed to himself) with curly, dark locks anxiously rub is sorely bruised head. Suddenly, the man’s eyes flung wide open startled as he frantically stood up, showing his now obviously tall stature and he fumbled through his pockets in search for what might be a weapon in any case of danger, but to no avail. His once tear-stained face was now darting around the room before his bewildered expression finally found the strange man and the shorter woman standing next to him.

The Doctor noticed that the man’s eyes had been thoroughly scanning his surroundings, and now Clara as well as himself, which was strange for most humans, a species so filled with curiosity that they usually jumped to asking questions with the first slight opportunity they could grasp.

If possible, it seemed that the man’s eyes grew even larger with realisation, his jaws and fists were clenched as his head started shaking slowly from side to side in denial.

“They aren’t usually this quiet.” The Doctor blurted out of the blue, shattering the heavy silence.

“You can’t be real.” The man spoke out loud for the first time, his voice coated with utter disbelief “You’re just a fictional character.” He whispered, mostly trying to convince himself.

“What?” Clara objected “What does he mean, Doctor?” but the Doctor didn’t answer her, instead he paid attention to the way the man sharply inhaled at the mention of his name. The Doctor was halfway through the answer to Clara’s question already, but he had to be sure.

“Who are you?” The Doctor questioned, and it took the man standing before him a few moments to answer, as if deciding whether or not it was safe to tell him.

“I’m Sherlock” he said simply. “Sherlock Holmes”.

[whitney-wardrobe]

~Insert creative title here please~ || Whitney & Chip

Whitney was glad that Chip suddenly sent her that random text. She had been sleeping all day long, since she wasn't feeling her best, but that wasn't a reason not to spend the day with one of her most amazing friends. Deciding to take off the Godly Converse shoes and go with some flats, a nice skirt, a matching top and a jacket to cover herself up, she looked at the mirror and smiled at her figure. She looked ripped apart, but something told her that Chip needed her around, and she always loved helping someone. Chip had that power in him to just make her bend and bow down to whatever he wanted. He had been such an amazing friend all the way around, and had always been there for her, she loved to repay him back in small tiny favors, like messing around and hanging around with him for a change. Quickly scampering away from her room once she got a bit of make up on her face and her necessities in her bag, it was a quick walk from her room to Starbucks, where they were going to meet. Entering and seeing no Chip there, Whit went off and ordered a venti Caramel Macciatto, her favorite drink ever. Getting a donut to go with it, she grabbed everything from the nice lady and went over to sit down in a table, waiting for her friend. 

[hesaidiwasalreadyperfect-blog]

LOVE || M!A || {closed - laufey-son}

Gentle eyes gazed around the unfamiliar room that the tall female stood in. Having had the sudden urge to go and find a certain person, this is where she found herself. In the chambers of Loki. Why on earth was she here?! Oh, right. She had fallen for him. Great. Stupid greyfaces. Doing this to her. Of all people.

Looking around slowly, she used her hand to pull back some of her hair from her face, trying to gain the courage to call out Loki's name, but every time that she tried, it felt as if her throat had closed, and no sound escaped her thin lined lips.

[hazzah-stylez]

Gym class heroes: Kendall & Harry

During the tour, Harry would just pig off of any food and with him being so busy with everything, he didn't have any time to work it back off again. Now that he did have a bit of time, he could finally work all the fat off. Kendall was bored in her room alone so he invited her to join him on the condition that he brought her here because she didn't know where it was. He set off to her hotel, leaving his stuff in the locker room of the gym and soon he was there.

The reception woman rang her room to let her know Harry was there and then he waited for her to join him in the lobby.

[lilabrauns-blog]

Swimming // Lila and Alaska Para

Lila had nothing to so. She was just chilling in her room. She started to speak to Alaska who wanted to go swimming. That could be fun Lila thought, so she agreed to go. She grabbed a bikini and put it on, she then got a pair of shorts and a oversized tshirt to go over the top. She looked in the mirror and left her hair as it was going to get wet and didn't bother out any make up on as it would get ruined. She then grabbed some low black converse and put them on. Sh left her ankle bracelet on and grabbed her bag throwing a towel in and locked her room. She wasn't quite sure where Alaska room was so she thought she would wait in the kitchen. The girl went and got a water bottle out of the fridge and sat on one of the stalls in there and looked on her phone waiting for her new friend to come.

[logan-fucking-styles-blog]

Set it on fire- Avery + Logan

Logan was talking to Avery and they had decide it was time to complete the plan on setting something on fire but it had changed slightly it was no longer the school it was going to be someones house they just need to make sure they didn't get caught or seen by anyone as they set fire to someones house. Not knowing who's house yet just made it all the more fun to Logan. 

Logan put his jeans and white t-shirt on with his grey hat, picked up his lighters out them in his pocket, grabbed some cash too, lifted his keys and then left his house and made his way to Avery's house. He past some happy people on the way to her house he rolled his eyes as walked past them. Luckily Avery didn't stay to far from him, he reached her house, walked up the drive way and knocked on the door.

[aboutstyles-blog]

[aladdintrouble-blog]

@Meg or anyone

Aladdin had perched himself peacefully at the edge of lake, his old levi's rolled up to his knee's to allow his feet to paddle in the ice cold, yet refreshing water. He inhaled deeply, taking in as much as he possible could from his freshly lit cigarette before exhaling deeply, allowing the intoxicating fumes to disturb the fresh air of Scotland. He had attempted to put his mind at rest, continuing to convince himself that he had made the right decision in not leaving Cindy, yet the doubt always managed to push it's way into his conflicted mind. It brought so many disadvantages. He was still young and ready to explore new things, and continue his natural behaviour that he had grown a bond with over the years. He had already seen from Cindy's reaction that she didn't mind in his sinister acts in any way, but he didn't want to bring her into a lifestyle like his. He shrugged slightly to himself, trying his hardest to return to his relaxed state.