#how can he look so serious when says hasta la vista

[flatoutin-eaurouge]

Mika saying "hasta la vista" during the Indianapolis 2001 press conference, and Michael completely losing it off screen 🥰.

[emonaculate]

Streamer!Eren headcanons

❥ AU: Modern!AU

❥ Genre: Fluff

❥ Rating: Anyone can read

❥ Pairings: Streamer!Eren x Black!Reader

❥ Author Note: Ive been having the biggest brain rot about streamer!eren cause i just feel in my bones, it would be perfect for him so here are some head canons.

inspired by @sleepysnk

Eren would play any game that peaks his interest, but gets the most views when he plays any horror game, minecraft, or among us.

Its mainly due to how serious he gets when he rages over losing/dying or getting a jump scare.

"SON OF A BITCH! WHERE THE FUCK DID THAT ZOMBIE EVEN COME FROM?"

"Eren babe, not so loud."

"Sorry beautiful."

There are tons of video compilations dedicated to you walking in to shush him

His fans ADORE you

Most of them are baffled that Eren is in an interracial relationship but quickly grow used it after seeing your interactions

He often answers questions surrounding your relationship without invading what you want to keep private.

He would 100% let you sit in his lap whilst streaming

His views always rise when you are there, people just like seeing the adorable banter and romance

Everyone can tell how much he loves you

Literally he will visibly soften whenever you enter his line of view

Demands kisses whenever you enter or leave his "office"

If you ever miss a kiss, he will take a break from his stream and track you down

Plays with Jean, Connie, and Armin often

Plays with you too and gets super overprotective if anyone kills you in a game.

Once the entire gang played Among Us together and Eren went completely batshit after finding out Reiner and Bertholdt were the imposters that killed you.

The next round he is the imposter.

"And I took that personally."

He's oddly the scariest imposter.

For some reason, he becomes rational but manages to hide it well behind his usual hotheadness.

Still would never kill you tho <3

He would completely obliterate you in minecraft however

"eren stop I only have one heart left. you play too much."

"you didnt seem to mind playing when you hit me into lava... I lost all my fucking diamonds so you know what they say... hasta la vista baby"

Sucks at building but sucks at mining as well

usually fights mobs all night to stack up xp

says he's training to fight the dragon

swears he'll slay all creepers

deathly afraid of endermans

when they pop up, his screams are girly and loud

"HOLY SHIT. NO NO NO RUN YOU DAMN MIDGET! FUCKING MOVE!"

when he isn't fighting, he'll gather flowers for you and constantly leave them in places for you to find around your house

"Thanks for the flowers baby, yellow is still my favorite."

"I know princess."

he also puts gifts in your chests even though he sucks at mining, because you deserve the best.

Eren is pretty perverted and though he doesnt look at his stream chat often, whenever he sees any comments about your body or how lucky he is, all he does is grin knowingly and mumble "all mine."

HATES whenever people make it a big deal that you're black

addresses it once and swears if shit starts up again, he'll leave forever and never come back despite streaming being something he loves

will never tolerate racism or hearing stereotypes toward you EVER, even if its unintentional, pops off ever mfing time.

"Whether or not that's her real hair, it doesn't fucking concern you. Stop asking when you clearly look like you have uneven extensions, Brittany. Mind your fucking business."

"Baby chill, maybe she was just asking a honest questions."

"Nah fuck that. I don't give a damn, don't worry about whats in my baby's head."

You know those social media stars, who turn the cheek and allow people to say rude and hateful shit?

Yeah thats not Eren, he will always clap back harder and its beyond disrespectful.

"How are you gonna tell me to kill myself, when your bio literally says fly high mom? You must want me to pay her a visit or something."

"I'm too short? Well I think my height is just fine compared to your brother who seems to be just below six feet."

He has been cancelled TOO many times

its always for stupid shit

for being able to speak Japanese despite being a white man

for thinking pineapple on pizza is good

for liking Pepsi over coke

for pouring his milk in before his cereal

His COD lobby trash talk; while he doesn't say slurs or racist remarks, its too damn vulgar. He was built for that lobby 😭😭

His trash talking is elite and most times you can hear the person he is shit talking on the verge of crying. Its so fucking brutal.

In the same breath, he turn around and ask for kisses from you, as if he didn't make someone rethink being born.

That side only pops out when he is extremely pissed and he tries to avoid ever getting that mad because he knows words can hurt.

AN ADVOCATE FOR THE LGBTQ+ COMMUNITY

Gets super confused whenever someone asks what his thoughts on the community are.

"Love who you want, why the fuck should I worry about what some else gets off to?"

"If dicks makes you hard, cool. If pussy get you off, me too, lets be friends. Sexuality shouldn't matter people, grow tf up."

Donates a huge sum of the money he earns to different causes such as: cleaning up the polluted ocean charities, Black lives matter, protect Asian lives, and feed the hungry.

Basically he's caring and just wants to help despite his impulsive personality.

Once a month, he visits orphanages to talk to the kids, no camera no video nothing just to hang with the kids.

The only way his followers find out is because others posting about it.

Overall, Eren is in love with what he does and you, but if he had to pick, he'd choose you every single day over and over again <3

[nyaheum]

My yearly list of Eurovision songs after the first impression (I mean, for like, half of them. I heard snippets of some songs.). Judged on music videos, because...if I only listen to the songs on Spotify, my eyes get bored. :’)

(oh, and don’t talk to me about iceland’s placement, I know this might be unpopular)

X. Belarus

Fuck Belarus, all my homies hate Belarus. Not even going to grace them with a rating.

Norway (TIX – Fallen Angel)

...no. :( And it’s not even because Keiino didn’t win, I just wholeheartetly hate this song. And I’m kinda sorry to TIX, because he seems like a cool dude and his stage outfit is absolutely hilarious, but oh my god do I hate this song with an absolute burning passion.

Poland (RAFAL – The Ride)

eye emoji mouth emoji eye emoji – well, this is a non-qualifier if I’ve ever seen one. Can we just...skip this?

Belgium (Hooverphonic – The Wrong Place)

Nap time! This song annoys me. I cannot explain it, but it gives me a headache and my whole body is revolting against this song. I am not kidding. Objectively, I don’t even hate it, but there’s just something about it...that makes me go...hnghgng…

North Macedonia (Vasil – Here I Stand)

eye emoji mouth emoji eye emoji ver. 2 – I am not trying to sound mean, but does North Macedonia do any music that is not dramatic power ballads? I’m serious. (And I don’t like it, sorry. :((...except for the high notes, I like them. When he can hit them live.)

Estonia (Uku Suviste – The Lucky One)

This (the music video)...is soft porn. I am slightly scared of Uku. I don’t know why. But, uh...this is better than last year’s song? Still, it wouldn’t qualify under my watch, whoops.

Georgia (Tornike Kipiani – You)

He stopped yelling angrily at the microphone. :((( Nah, but this isn’t my thing. It’s great that they are doing their own thing, it’s just not really my thing...it also reminds me of a song I know, damn.

Austria (Vincent Bueno - Amen)

He looks like a german youtuber. I don’t know hich one, but he looks like one. I also canot tell if he’s 18 or 38, lol. (For some reason he also reminds me of Alex Albon, which is even weirder.)...oh, uh, the song? Idk, I don’t care for I. It’s fine.

Spain (Blas Cantó – Voy A Querdarme)

Confession: I’m probably the only person who actually doesn’t like the sound of Spanish all that much. Whoops. Apart from that though, I’m not the biggest fan of this song. Can’t really say more about that. Meh.

The Netherlands (Jeangu Macrooy – Birth Of A New Age)

Listen: I really like the tone of this voice. It’s great. I am not a fan of the song. There’s something just very off about the loud percussions (?) in the background that make me go absolutely crazy when listening to this. My sensory-overload-prone ears hate it, and I’m sorry...the part before the last chorus on the other hand I love. The whole song could have sounded like that and I would have loved it. (...and I can’t unhear “You are my broccoli – You know my broccoli!” ;-;)

Azerbaijan (Efendi – Mata Hari) Whenever I see Efendi, my brain still goes “Cleopatrrrrra!”, oof. This song sounds like a song I know. Which...is super unprecice, but I genuinely don’t know which one. I do like that they kept the weird pre-chorus thing from Cleopatra (and reference the song later on), but I must say that I liked Cleopatra more...but it’s a party song, so I think it will be fun on stage!

Romania (ROXEN - Amnesia)

I didn’t like her song last year, I don’t enjoy this all too much and I’m kinda sorry but also...I don’t want to apologize for my taste in music, lmao. I want her hair though. Give me her hair.

Denkmark (Fyr & Flamme – Ove Os Pa Hinanden)

Ring ding ding, native language bonus. This is also way more fun than I thought it would be, hah. VERY retro, but I don’t hate that? :D (this and sweden really aren’t any different in terms of how much I like them)

Portugal (The Black Mama – Love Is On My Side)

I can appreciate this. I just wish it was in Portuguese, honestly. I don’t really know if I like the English for this song. That being said, I don’t know if you can make these very specific tones (you know what I mean) in portuguese without it sounding super off, so…

Ireland (Lesley Roy – Maps)

Okay, you do you Ireland. :D

Israel (Eden Alene – Set Me Free)

This exists. :D

Cyprus (Elena Tsagrinou – El Diablo)

Cyprus came to party, and I can’t be mad at that. I just don’t know why everybody in the YouTube comments loves this SO MUCH that they are sure that it will win if it gets the jury votes. I don’t think it’s as good as Fuego or She Got Me were, but maybe I just have no taste in party music. I don’t party. (Only if you got a 2000s playlist and some iced tea.)

France (Barbara Pravi – Voilà)

FRANCE sending a BALLAD? In MY Eurovision? It’s more likely than you think. It’s good, objectively. Personally, I don’t really care for it all that much and feel like I already know it.

United Kingdom (Embers – James Newman)

A good, modern song? In my british eurovision song? What happened on the Isles over quarantine? Are you guys okay? Did you find yourself? Have you taken your last breath (breath!) and looked at your past results? I’m impressed enough to put this relatively high, wow.

Serbia (Hurricane – LOCO LOCO)

*adore delano voice* party! Oh, and native language bonus...for a party song! I’m...impressed, actually. I cannot decide wheter I prefer this or Hasta La Vista, but I think it’s this one? The flows smoother, if that means literally anything.

Bulgaria (VICTORIA – Growing Up Is Getting Old)

*shrugs* I think a lot of people will like this. And I get that. I think I even understand it...yeah. I didn’t like her song last year either. It’s just personal preference, I think. I just want to have fun during Eurovision, hah.

Finland (Blind Channel – Dark Side)

Finland: FUCK YOU!!! Germany: Fuck you. <3

That’s all I’ll say, we know how the Finnish are, this is not surprising, lmao. (And I’m one of those children that grew up on Rammstein, so I legally cannot dislike this.)

Croatia (Albina - Tick-Tock)

Tick-tock, can you hear me go tick-tock? My heart is like a clock, I'm steady like a rock-...oh wait, wrong tick-tock! Still, really enjoy this song’s chorus – I actually enjoy it so much that it makes up for the utter loss of interest I experience once it’s over, chrm.

Sweden (Tusse – Voices)

I mean...let’s be honest, it’s a generic swedish pop song. It sounds like every other Swedish entry, and I think that bothers me. I know, that sounds kind of...weird, looking at my choices higher up in the list, but...meh. I think this will easily qualify for the Final and place high, and I am totally okay with that. It’s just not...what I wanted, I guess? :D (and i’m sorry but as a german-speaker I cannot get over the name “tusse”) (oh, and tusse seems to be super cool)

Albania (Anxhela Peristeri - Karma)

Oh, we’re going to war in 130 A.D.? Fine, let me just pack my spear and- oh, Albania has already sent a singer? Ah, well, might as well give up and just vibe.

Czech Republic (Benny Cristo - omaga)

This sounds fun. Not a winner or anything, but fun. I’ll probably still be on Twitter when he’s performing, whoops.

Slovenia (Ana Sklic - Amen)

Wait, there’s TWO songs called Amen? And why do I actually kinda like this? Oh well, might as well just accept it. (Her voice though...mhmmhmhm…yes please)

Iceland (Dadi og Gagnamagnid – 10 Years)

We just vibin’. I liked Think About Things more, but I’m very much biased here...because I’ve known that song for a year now. But this is still very good, and very on brand. (And I understand like...half of the lyrics, but I am okay with that.)

Australia (Montaigne - Technicolour)

not australia flexing at all of europe that they can hold big gatherings! D: oh, but I like this way more than last years song. I feel like Montaigne can show her GREAT voice way better in this song. (Even though her outfit and the sound of the song reminds me of the UK song that had...a dude run on the stage. I can’t think of the word for it right now.)

Malta (Destiny – Je Me Casse)

Destiny’s voice is just….wow. This is very different than All My Love, but it’s fun. The topic of the lyrics kinda remind me of Toy, and I like that…..I don’t really like the music video (especially the dancers in the colorful dresses? idk), but I’ll just ignore that.

Germany (I Don’t Feel Hate - Germany)

Confession time: I actually actively enjoy this song. Everybod is shitting on it, but it’s FUN and it has a good message, and Jendrik seems like the nicest dude ever and...it doesn’t deserve all the hate it’s getting? It’s completely self-produced and just fun. Stop being mean. :(

(...also someone on youtube said “pewdiepie” and I can’t unsee that now so fuck you >:((...no, no I don’t feel hate, just rethink your life choices)

Moldova (Natalia Gordienko - SUGAR)

What in the “Eis.de ist in der Kiste” is this music video? And I thought I would absolutely hate this song, but I actually don’t mind it all that much. It’s actually fun. Oh no, I’m splipping, someone catch me, aaaaaahhhhh….(and that poor cake dude. Is this song about cannibalism? Does she want to eat him?)

San Marino (Senhit – Adrenalina)

Catch me hum the chorus of this song at least once a day...but honestly, without any malicious intent: what the actual FUCK san marino? This is so much better than Freaky, and even though I do not believe for one second that this will win, the simple outragiousness of bringing Flo Rida to Eurovision deserves attention. (Bringing someone like Flo Rida to ESC sounds more like Scandinavia/Bulgaria, doesn’t it?)

Russia (Manizha – Russian Woman)

Not gonna lie, I miss Little Big, but at least they are sending something that’s at least as weird. I love that. Russian Rap is cool as fuck anyway, so I’m fully here for this...but I’m glas this song doesn’t have a music video, this just has to be a live performance. (Oh, and another strong woman!)

Ukraine (Go_A – SHUM)

I’m SO glad Go_A are back. But, let me be completely honest: I know why they had to change the lyrics, but I still liked the first version better. BUT I feel like the new one will grow and me and it will climb one or two places, because the Instrumental just slaps SO HARD. (Makes me feel like putting on a Cybergoth outfit and start dancing at a German industrial park, lmao.)

Latvia (Samanta Tina – The Moon Is Rising)

Does this count as my guilty pleasure this year? I loved her song last year, and this sounds similar, so...I like this too. It sounds modern as fuck (well, for Europe, you know) and I can definitely...”vibe” with that. I genuinely really enjoy this, and I don’t know why. (Even though I prefer last years drop.) A lot of “strong, independent women”-songs this year, and I’m not complaining.

Switzerland (Gjon’s Tears – Tout l’Univers)

Just so we’re clear, this and Italy share the exact same spot. I just cannot compare them at all. Gjon’s voice just takes me hostage throughout this whole song and won’t let me go. And everything that isn’t english/is in the countries offical language immediately gets plus points from me. As if this song needed them anyway.

Lithuania (The Roop – Discoteque)

Aaaaaand...dance break! Good, I just love them so much, it’s not even funny anymore. And I’ve been singing this song randomly since it came out. I can’t stop. It has burned itself into my brain. Let’s dis-co-teque right at my home! *waves arms around with no sign of coordination*

(and does anyone else feel like he’s serhat, just with a different alignment? Like, they are both chaotic, but serhat is chaotic neutral and he’s either chaotic good or chaotic bad, it really depends on the way he looks at the camera)

Italy (Maneskin – Zitti E Buoni)

Italy delivers, as they do every year. Not only do I really like this song (it is very much my genre), THIS is an aesthetic I can get behind! Knowing Eurovision, I doubt it will win, but damn if it won’t be super fun! (I am so glad this won Sanremo, hah.)

[peterpstuff]

Can I kiss you?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!reader Request: Yes Super sappy prompts #7 with peter!! “Can I kiss you?” Warnings: just one swearing word

You were an avenger and also Tony Stark´s oldest daughter. You really didn´t have any powers but your dad had made you a suit for yourself after years of begging. You grew up with the rest of the avengers being around; you could consider them your aunts and uncles at this point. Everyone was glad that you would finally join them and kick asses by their side.

When Peter joined the avengers you were happy, happy that there was actually someone your age and not twenty years older than you. So you both being the youngest avengers quickly kicked it off. Peter would often go by the compound so that you both could hang out; watch a movie or play videogames was your favorite thing to do. And when it came to missions you´d always be paired up. You had amazing chemistry together, knowing what the other one was going to do and how to complement the attack, goofing around making jokes and giving pop culture references.

"Hasta la vista, baby."

“Terminator, good one”

"Say hello to my little friend." While you suited up.

“That was SO cool!” Peter would say

"At my signal, unleash hell."

“Pretty cool one”

“Now!”

“What? Y/n wait!”

Tony was happy that you had found such a good friend; he liked the kid more than he´d like to admit. He cared about him and knew that he´d be good for you. But it was a completely different thing when he started to develop feelings for you. Tony could see how his eyes would spark whenever you entered a room or how he became nervous whenever you were way too close.

Tony remembers the day he found out about it. You were all in a mission, fighting a hulk lookalike that was apparently from another galaxy. You were flying around the bad guy and shooting him when it suddenly grabbed you and threw you against Peter, making you both fall onto the ground; you were above him. You took you mask to see better if Peter was hurt and he did the same. You were only inches away from each other´s face, both of your heart beats racing not only for the adrenaline but because how close you two were. Tony only took a small glance at the younger avengers.

“Are you okay?” you asked, Peter could feel your breath on his face.

“Y-yeah, I´m fi-ne” he stuttered.

“Kid, are you alright?” you heard your dad talk through your suit, he had been listening to the whole conversation.

“Yes dad, we´re fine” you said as you stood up and helped Peter.

It had been three months from that, Peter was too afraid to mention anything; not only because of his nervousness but because you were Mr. Stark´s daughter and he felt kinda intimidated.

You were now both on the compound, playing videogames. You were both playing Mortal Kombat against each other. It was Peter´s game so you were new to it, not really knowing the kicks and special combinations each character had. You were a terrible loser so when you had lost four times against your friend you started to become frustrated.

“It´s not fair Parker; you know the game better than me”

“You are learning how to lose sweetheart”

The nickname came out of his mouth before he realized what he said; your cheeks were a shade of red as you turned your face so that he wouldn´t see it.

“Here, let me show you some attacks” he said as he got closer to you.

When he sat close enough, so that no breeze could go between you both, he wrapped his arms around you; grabbing your hands and the controller. He whispered some combinations in your ears while also helping you press the buttons. When you successfully performed a kick that took almost all of Peter´s character life you turned around and hugged him tight; he hugged you back.

“I did it! Did you see that? I totally destroyed you!” you said once you pulled away from the hug.

You were smiling so big your cheeks were almost covering your eyes and Peter´s heart melted at the sight. Your eyes were sparking with joy and your little laugh made Peter weak. He just stared blankly at you, a smile on his face too; and you noticed his gaze fixated on you.

“Do I have something on my face?” you tried to be funny.

“No, you´re just really pretty” Peter said finding a new confidence inside of him.

“Shut up” you said obviously blushing at his words

“I´m serious” he said as his smile faded, now nervous and scared for your answer.

You were shocked, never have you thought that Peter might have feelings for you. You obviously liked Peter; Thor had mocked you intensely until you realized that you liked him more than just a friend. You both stared at each other, no words coming out of your mouth. Peter slowly leaned forward, your lips almost brushing against each other.

“Can I kiss you?” Peter whispered against your lips

You didn´t reply, you just cut the distance between your lips. The kiss was awkward at first, it was small and short; both of you pulling away too quickly. Then there was a second kiss. Peter´s right hand caressed your cheek and his left one wrapped around your waist; both of your hands were lying on his chest. The kiss was sweet and slow, taking your time to enjoy the feeling of his soft lips on yours. Peter felt a tingling sensation on the pit of his stomach but he really didn´t pay attention, thinking it was joy from getting to kiss the girl that he liked like crazy.

“Hey Peter I got your suit an upgra- WHAT THE FUCK?” Tony said as he saw you both kissing in the couch.

You both pulled away quickly, Peter wanted to disappear.

“Hey dad, nice to see you!” you smiled at him, trying to play dumb.

“You´re in big trouble young lady” he looked sternly at you “and you Parker, come with me. We need to talk about the upgrades” he said while turning around and leaving the room.

“He´s going to kill me” Peter said.

“No he won´t, he´ll try to intimidate you.” You held his hand to comfort him.

“Parker! You better not be kissing my daughter” tony yelled from somewhere.

Peter quickly got up in order to follow his mentor but you pulled him back in the couch.

“You´re gonna be fine” you said as you gave him a small peck on the lips.

You smiled at him and he couldn´t resist smiling back. He kissed your forehead and left.

“Your dad looks pissed, what did you and Peter do this time?” Bruce said as he entered the room and spotting you.

“Let´s just say it´s worse than when we ran away with the suits to fight Sandman by ourselves”

[hellaephemeral]

thoughts on stranger things 3×08

• it's the last ep guuuys

• i am not ready for it to end

• somebody help el already, i am serious, i am

crying, help her

• i love el, i love her, i love her

• millie bobbie brown is a fucking amazing

actress, i am emotional

• papa hopper is here!!!! and here to fucking

kill everybody who hurt his daughter

• ...this series makes me curse too much

• aww hopper is holding his baby girl

• "excuse me why is this four year old talking

to me" "i am ten you bald bastard"

• best interaction of the entire season hands

down

• don't say goodbye like you're going to die!!

• aww the el and hopper hug

• i am so emo rn

• oh fucking billy

• there is so much sexual tension here, just

stop fighting and kiss already

• hopper has zero amount of patience, he just

shoots, no regrets

• i bet we're gonna see suzie in the end and

everyone will regret doubting my boy dustin

• i am so afraid of the main character death

• i hope it's billy

• like no shade, but this boi had it coming

• really another coke can? this ad is getting

too obvious

• is el okay? she is not dying is she???

• because if she is i am fighting somebody

• it's the summer of love guys, kiss already

• kiss! now!

• A DATE! THEY'RE GONNA HAVE A DATE

• my baaaaabies

• THIS IS SO NERVE WRECKING

• erica, shut up, we all know you are a nerd

• steve really just did that

• my man is awesome

• OMG IT'S SUZY, WE'RE GONNA SEE SUZY

• she is so adorable :')

• awww suzy poo and dusty bun :')

• are they really singing rn???

• i mean this is cute but kind of inappropriate

rn...still is this available somewhere? i really

want this track

• is stranger things a musical now?

• billy just stay down already, don't pull a

steve rogers à la "mhh i could do this all day"

• again, hopper has zero patience

• stop hurting my babies already

• wtf don't touch el

• put her down! put her the fuck down

• terminator is back

• yes hopper destroy him, he hurt your wife

and ... alexei :'(

• nonono

• no sacrificing el here, pick her up again!

• somebody save my child already

• all my other children are protecting my child

and i am here for it

• i love how they are destroying the monster

with fireworks on the fourth of july

• iconic TM

• el bringing billy back with making him

remember his mum :'''')

• i am not crying, this is sweat okay

• now i don't want billy to die anymore

• the terminator is dead, hasta la vista baby

• oh no, billy will sacrifice himself, won't he?

• this is actually sad

• no i don't want him to die anymore!!

• wait what no

• hopper don't even think about it

• no no no

• no

• FUCK NO

• STOP SMILING NO

• HOPPER NO YOU WON'T DIE

• DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME AND MY

GIRL EL

• COME ON GET UP GET THE FUCK UP

• I DON'T SEE A CORPSE OKAY, HE CAN'T

BE DEAD IF THERE ISN'T A BODY

• i think billy actually really cared for max, and

max really cared for billy, since when tho?

• i am depressed

• where the fuck is hopper

• no he is not dead

• he is not

• DON'T TOUCH ME

• el can't lose the only (real) father she ever

had, he's her family

• i don't want to live anymore

• okay there is twenty minutes left, enough

time for hopper to be resurrected

• noooo el is looking for hopper

• NO

• my baby nooo, somebody hold her

• (somebody hold me, too)

• DON'T GIVE ME A THREE MONTHS LATER

• FUCK EVERYTHING

• it's robin! in normal clothes. look at her :')

• also steve watch more movies tf

• no family byers are actually moving

• max and lucas teasing dustin is classic

• i want to see my babe el now

• where is she gonna live now, with joyce?

• she's gonna live with joooyce :')

• say the damn l-word already jeez

• my ship is dead, my heart is dead

• sorry i was thinking about hopper again

• build up build up build up

• AWWWWWWWW

• they looove each other

• no don't pull the fucking letter from a dead

one, read by one of the main characters

trope on me

• aww they gave erica d&d so she can

embrace her nerdiness

• stop making me cry, stop it tf now!

• i am choking up

• they really tried to make 3 inches the new i

love you 3000

• and it kind of worked cuz i am crying

• demogorgon 2.0??? wtf is up with russians?

• like do they want everyone and themselves

to die?

• i've just watched 8 episodes without one

single break and now i feel numb and dead

inside

• i need to sleep

[uglypastels]

Writing Challenge!!

Writing challenges are always so fun to do, so I decided to make one myself for a change. It’s also almost (not really) my birthday and I want to celebrate!!

It’s that time of the year again where it is cold outside, the leaves are falling off the trees, you just want to curl up under a blanket with a cup of hot chocolate and watch a movie... Or is that just me? 

Anyway, I love watching a good movie, or even a bad one sometimes.

This is why in this challenge, all prompts are quotes from movies! 

Rules are pretty basic, I’m not fussy about anything.  (prompts > “Keep Reading”)

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Reblog this post to join and/or spread the word

Send me an ask wherein you choose a prompt 

Make sure you have a possible back-up if the said prompt is already taken

Preferably, I would like to have one story per prompt, but just in case anyone is really set on a prompt that has already been chosen, or if somehow by miracle every prompt is picked and more people want to join, each prompt will have two slots. (so one regular, one “emergency” slot)

All prompts are movie quotes, but your story doesn’t have to be based on the movie itself or have anything to do with the movie. Interpret the quote any way you want.

BE ORIGINAL! 

BE CREATIVE!

HAVE FUN! 

I would like to call myself a multifandom blog, but who am I kidding. I’m MARVEL’s bitch. 

Write about any MARVEL character/ actor (+ the Hollands/Harrison) you want but

if you want to do a different fandom, you are more than welcome!

Just don’t forget to tell me in your prompt request who you will be writing for.  

Fluff, angst, smut ... everything is allowed - just make sure to tag it.

NO UNDERAGE SMUT! Just don’t be gross, in general 

No, first person, but other perspectives are good to go

Any length of writing is good, but if it is longer than 500 words, make sure to use the “Keep Reading” option.

so the story can be a one-shot, two shot, a series < including a part of a series you already have going on.

When you post it, make sure to tag me and use the tag: 

#Z’s Movie Night Challenge

FOR AN EXTRA CHALLENGE (or if you just can’t pick): hmu with an ask telling me and I will pick for you! But do still mention who you will be writing for then.

Deadline is my birthday - December 18th! 

I will be making a masterlist of all the submissions

I think that’s it. Any more question? DM me or ask

(way too many) Prompts, but at least nobody can complain there is nothing to chose from: 

“I love you.” // “I know.” Star Wars, Episode V: Empire Strikes Back (@andwhatdostarsdobest w/ Tom Holland)

“Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.” Gone With the Wind  ( @procrastinatingparker w/ Tom Holland) 

“After all, tomorrow is another day!” Gone With the Wind

“Go ahead, make my day.” Sudden Impact

“Here’s looking at you, kid,” Casablanca

“I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship.” Casablanca

“Of all the (gin joints) in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.” Casablanca ( @butwhyduh w/ Avengers cast)

“We’ll always have Paris.” Casablanca

“I’m going to make him an offer he can’t refuse.” the Godfather

“Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.” the Godfather: Part II ( @sunsetspidey w/ Tom Holland)

“Just when I thought I was out, (they) pull me back in.” Godfather: Part III ( @sleepwalkingdragon w/ Harrison Osterfield on hold)

“You talkin’ to me?” Taxi Driver

“Fasten your seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy night.” All About Eve

“Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” Love Story ( @rainbow-marvel w/ Tom Holland)

“Forget everything you think you know.” Doctor Strange

“Pain is an old friend.” Doctor Strange ( @theamazingspiderlingg w/ Tom Holland)

“What we’ve got here is a failure to communicate.” Cool Hand Luke ( @scholarlyspidey )

“What is it?” // “The stuff that dreams are made off.΅ the Maltese Falcon

“Alright, (Mr. DeMille), I’m ready for my close-up.” Sunset Boulevard

“There is no place like home.” Wizard of Oz ( @peterrrparkour w/ Tom Holland)

“I love the smell of (napalm) in the morning.” Apocalypse Now

“Show me the money!” Jerry Maguire

“You had me at ‘hello’.” Jerry Maguire ( @anxiety-in-a-getaway-car w/ Sebastian Stan)

“You complete me.” Jerry Maguire

“Why don’t you come up sometime and see me?” She Done Him Wrong

“Hey, I’m walking here!” Midnight Cowboy

“I want to be alone.” Grand Hotel ( @aw-hawkeye w/ Tom Holland)

“You can’t handle the truth!” A Few Good Men

“I’ll have what she’s having.” When Harry Met Sally ( @sleepwalkingdragon w/ Harrison Osterfield)

"When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible." When Harry Met Sally (@somethingtoavenge  w/ Bucky Barnes)

“I’ll be back.” Terminator

“Hasta la vista, baby.” Terminator 2: Judgement Day.

“Today, I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth.” The Pride of the Yankees

“We rob banks.” Bonnie and Clyde

“Well, nobody’s perfect.” Some Like it Hot

“Houston, we have a problem.” Apollo 13

“I could do this all day.” Captain America: The First Avenger/ Civil War

“We’re still friends, right?” Captain America: Civil War ( @starksparker w/ Tom Holland)

“Have you been playing Space Invaders? Because you’re invading my space!” Pixels ( @cas-backwards-tie w/ Peter Parker)

“Well, a boy’s best friend is his mother.” Psycho

“Well here’s another nice mess you’ve gotten me into!” Sons of the Desert

“Say hello to my little friend.” Scarface

“(Mrs. Robinson) You’re trying to seduce me. Aren’t you?” the Graduate

“What a dump.” Beyond the Forest

“Is it safe?” Marathon Man

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. You ain't heard nothin' yet!" the Jazz Singer

“I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.” A Streetcar Named Desire

“Hello, gorgeous.” Funny Girl

“Surely you can’t be serious?” // “I am serious. And don’t call me Shirley.” Airplane!

“My precious.” Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers

"Listen to me, mister. You're my knight in shining armor. Don't you forget it? You're going to get back on that horse, and I'm going to be right behind you, holding on tight, and away we're gonna go, go, go!"  On Golden Pond ( @musiclover1263 w/ Peter Parker)

"Carpe diem. Seize the day(, boys). Make your live(s) extraordinary." Dead Poet Society.

“I’m the king of the world!” Titanic

“I’ll never let go, (Jack).” Titanic ( @spider-puck w/ Spideychelle)

“You make me want to be a better man.” As Good as it Gets ( @thewackywriter w/ mob!Tom Holland)

“As if!” Clueless ( @fratboievans w/ Peter Parker)

“They’re here!” Poltergeist

“We know each other. He’s a friend from work.” Thor: Ragnarok

“Gentlemen, you can’t fight in here! (This is the War Room.)” Dr. Strangelove

“I wish I knew how to quit you!” Brokeback Mountain ( @petersshirts w/ Tom Holland) 

“I’m not bad. I’m just (drawn) that way.” Who Framed Roger Rabbit (@lovelymalira w/ Bucky Barnes)

“Why so serious?” the Dark Knight

“Magic Mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest one of all.” Snow White and the Seven Dwarves ( @thequeensardine w/ Harrison Osterfield)

“.... I dare you. I double dare you.” Pulp Fiction ( @hollandofthefree w/ Tom Holland)

“Look I probably should have told you this before but you see... well... insanity runs in my family... It practically gallops.” Arsenic and Old Lace

“It’s just a flesh wound.” Monty Python and the Holy Grail ( @sarahwritesfiction  w/ Steve Rogers)

“He might be okay….Well, no, probably not now.” Groundhog Day

“Life’s a bitch; now so am I.” Batman Returns ( @idontknowhowtowritesosorry w/ Shawn Mendes)

“That rug really tied to room together, did it not?” The Big Lebowski

“No, it’s a cardigan, but thanks for noticing.” Dumb and Dumber

“Is that all he said?” Lost in Translation

“Excuse me, I believe you have my stapler.” Office Space ( @totallytomholland w/ Peter Parker)

“You wanna come over?” // “No, thanks. I don’t want you fucking up my life, too.” Office Space (@mobtomsgirl w/ Tom Holland)

“Okay, sounds like a case of the Mondays.” Office Space

“And suddenly, I felt nothing.” Fight Club ( @brokennccrown w/ Steve Rogers)

“You can tell a lot about a person by what’s on their playlist.” Begin Again

“(Veronica), you look like hell.” // “Yeah, I just got back.” Heathers ( @peter-is-the-best-avenger w/ Peter Parker or Tom Holland)

“Lick it up, baby. Lick it up.” Heathers

“But… I guess if I love you, I should let you move on.” 17 Again

“I want my life to be like an 80’s movie.” Easy A

“What makes life so hard?” // “People.” An Affair to Remember

“Have you ever been in love?” // “I think so.” Love, Simon (@fandomscombine w/ Peter Parker)

“I don’t wanna go.” Avengers: Infinity War (@fantasyizlife w/ Tom Holland)

“I don’t want another single pop culture reference out of you for the rest of the trip. You understand?” Avengers: Infinity War

“I am going to die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy.” Guardians of the Galaxy ( @fantasyizlife w/ Shawn Mendes)

“You actually were telling the truth?” // “I do that quite a lot, yet people are always surprised.” Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest ( @fantasyizlife w/ Harrison Osterfield)

“I have what they call an unattractive face.” Gainsbourg: A Heroic Life

“Oh, somebody, stop me!” The Mask

“I didn’t come here to tell you I can’t live without you. I can live without you. I just don’t want to.” Rumor Has It ( @marcymakemagic w/ Peter Parker)

“Are you always this cocky?” // “Only on Tuesdays… and whenever beautiful women are involved.” // “So, you think I’m beautiful?” // “Actually… it’s Tuesday.” the Three Musketeers  ( @tomhollanders2013 w/ Tom Holland)

“I’m going to be a lady if it kills me.” Dinner at Eight

“Prove it…” Shane

“I’m sorry, (Dave). I’m afraid I can’t do that.” 2001: A Space Odyssey

“Kiss my hot lips.” M*A*S*H*

“You have my sympathies.” Alien

“Get away from her, (you bitch)!” Aliens

“You can be my wingman anytime.” Top Gun

“Have you ever danced with the devil by the pale moonlight?” Batman

“Love your suit.” The silence of the Lambs

“Quid pro quo.” (= A favor for a favor) The Silence of the Lambs

“Always.” Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part II ( @peter-parker-life w/ Tom Holland)

Good luck, have fun! 

Tagging some peeps to spread the word because this is one thing I don’t want to die:

@tomhiddleston-is-myboo @tonyintexas @andwhatdostarsdobest @tomsfireheart @spinneret-holland @rainbow-marvel  @lovelyh0lland @de-lir-i-ous @peter-parker-life @tomhollanders2013 @tomhollandthirst @lifeisabitchandsoareyou @darlingtholland @sweet-pea-imagines @anxiety-in-a-getaway-car @manhoeparker @h-osterfield  @positiveparker @casuallytumblingdownthestairs @justmesadgirl @fandomscombine @tom-holland-and-textposts @my-current-obsessions-hehe (Sorry to bother anyone.)

[lifeofmarvvel]

-insert bug pun here- Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: When a school project comes up, you enlist your boyfriend’s help.

Word Count: 2808

Warnings: Fluff. Literally just pure fluff. Oh, and if you’re afraid of bugs, this might not be the best to read...

A/N: Literally got this idea when this exact project was assigned to me. Disclaimer: I have never been to New York state, let alone city, so I have only a basic idea of Central Park. This is somehow mostly dialogue. IDK how that happened. So fluffy it’ll give you cavities. If you hate smiling a lot (and I mean a lot) or hugs or being happy, this fic is not for you. Literally, it’s just 2.8k of fluff. That’s it. 

You stared at the container your teacher had just handed you. Bugs!? You had to collect bugs!? Goodness gracious. There was no way you could kill bugs! Not only did it seem a bit cruel, you loved nature! This is not what you expected for the first month of AP Environmental Science. Well, if you had to do it, then you might as well drag your boyfriend into it.

The teacher finished up talking about the project, making sure everyone got when the due date was. You packed up, and as soon as you zipped up your backpack, the bell rang, signaling the end of the period. Following the class, you left the room, and headed down to the commons for lunch.

As always, your friend group was sitting together in the same spot. You walked on over and sat across from MJ. “Hey! How was class?” you asked her enthusiastically.

“Same as always,” she responded. The two of you then launched into a discussion of weird things you had seen during class that day. While you talked, you got out your lunch and began to eat it. MJ, already having gotten her lunch, started to eat as well.

After a few minutes, Peter and Ned walked over, lunch trays in hand. Ned sat down next to MJ, and Peter sat down next to you. “Hi!” he greeted with a smile, before leaning over and kissing your cheek.

“Uh-uh,” MJ protested. “None of that. I do not want to throw up before I even finish my lunch. You two are not allowed to be disgustingly cute today.” Peter blushed, making her laugh a bit.

“Hello to you, too, MJ,” he responded sarcastically. “I’m doing fine. Thanks for asking.” This got both you and Ned to laugh. MJ just raised her hands in protest, as if to say ‘I wouldn’t say it if it weren’t true.’

Your group started up the conversation that was happening before the boys arrived. Man, did high schoolers do some weird things. Eventually, it switched to what homework you had that night, and if anyone needed help. Thus the APES project was going to be brought up.

You decided this was as good a time as any. “Soooo, you love science, right, Peter?”  you asked, tilting your head towards him.

He raised his eyebrows at you. “Why do I feel like this is a trap of some kind?”

You shifted in your seat so you faced him completely and straightened your head. “Just answer the question, Pete.”

He gave an incredulous look to Ned and MJ. “Of course I love science, babe,” he said to you.

“Well, I have a project in Environmental where I need to collect bugs, kill them, and pin them to a thing of styrofoam,” you said cautiously. Hopefully he would take this well.

He nodded slowly. “Okay, and?” he prompted you to finish.

“You like science, this is just environmental science. So will you help me collect bugs this weekend?” You gave him your best puppy-dog eyes. If it was good enough, he’d agree. If he didn’t-well, you’ll cross that bridge if you get to it.

Peter laughed a bit. Your face dropped a bit. He saw and immediately stopped. “You’re serious?” When you gave an affirmative, he took a deep breath. “Okay, I’ll help you.”

“YES!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you, Peter!!!” you rejoiced. You pumped your hand in the air, and then leaned in and gave Peter a hug. A bit shocked by your joy, Peter took a moment before responding. Man, was he good at giving hugs. You would’ve tried to convince him to stay like that the rest of the day, had MJ not interrupted by fake gagging.

“Ahem.” She gave you and Peter a hard look. “This is exactly what I said not to do. Do it again, and I’m kicking you both out of the commons. Hasta la vista. Bye bye. No more, got it?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” you responded. With a grin, you added, “Though I can’t speak for him. Actually, most of the times you scold us, it’s Peter’s fault!”

“Hey!” he protested. “I can’t believe I’m getting attacked by the two of you like this!”

Ned butted in. “They’re not wrong, though,” he said with a shrug. “It usually is you.”

Peter put his hand to his chest and slowly sank off his chair. “All my friends have betrayed me. Goodbye, I’m going to spend the rest of my life as a pile of trash on the floor.”

“Ooo, self burn,” MJ commented. With that, Peter fully slide under the table.

“I hate you all,” came from the floor.

“No you don’t.”

“No. I really don’t.”

That Saturday, you waited around the Parker apartment, waiting for Peter to get back from the Compound. Of course, you knew that he was Spider-Man. You had been friends for a good amount of time before you started dating, and Peter trusted you completely. Actually, he even introduced you to Tony Stark, to which the man had said, “Oh, you’re the (Y/N) he’s always talking about.” The blush Peter got was absolutely adorable. You couldn’t believe that you were dating the softest dork alive.

You sat, talking with May, eating some cookies. They weren’t all that bad, her baking considered. One thing you learned from knowing the Parkers for so long was that May could cook, but try as she might, her baking wasn’t always the best. You admired her determination to practice to get better.

You explained to May just what you were doing with Peter once he arrived. She laughed, all for it. She asked you to stay for dinner, per your parents’ permission to do so. “Of course I will! I wouldn’t miss one of your meals for the world!” you replied.

“You’re too kind sometimes, (Y/N),” May said gratefully. “I’m really glad Peter is dating someone like you. You two are perfect for each other,” she commented.

You blushed. “You think so?”

May nodded. Before she could answer properly, though, the door opened. “May, I’m home!” Peter called. You could hear him rummaging around, clearly putting stuff up.

“In the living room!” she called back. After a bit more of thumping around, Peter came into view. He didn’t look like he was straight out of combat, so that was a good sign. They must have just been discussing Avenger stuff then.

When Peter noticed you, he did a double take. “Oh! You’re here already! I was about to go grab some stuff and then go get you.” He sat down on the couch next to you.

“Why are you sitting, then? Go grab it! That just means we get more time to do what we need!” You pushed him off the couch and into a standing position. He gave you a goofy smile, and left the room.

May chuckled at your interaction. “For someone so bright, he doesn’t always have the most common sense. Try as I might, that apparently can’t be taught.” Her comment got you laughing as well. A second later, Peter came back. He didn’t seem to be carrying anything new, causing you to raise your eyebrows at him. He gave a ‘you’ll see later’ look with a shrug. With that, you said your goodbyes to May and left for Central Park.

The subway was busy, as always, but it didn’t interfere with the good mood you were in. Soon enough, you reached the park, supplies in hand. A container to capture them in, a small thing of nail polish remover, some cotton balls, a notebook, and a container to put the dead bugs in were all safely stored in your backpack. “Where to?” Peter asked, glancing around the park and then back at you.

You smiled at him, think for a bit. “How about over there?” You pointed to one of the many ponds the park held. Peter gave it a look-over and agreed. He took your hand in his, and you walked over together.

The first thing you noticed was a dragonfly sitting on a rock. “Oh, this one’s easy!” you noted. “It shouldn’t be too hard to catch, right?”

“I think so,” Peter agreed.

You took the container out of your backpack, leaving the rest with Peter. Carefully, you approached the rock, as to not disturb it. As you got closer, you noticed that it hadn’t moved a bit since you arrived. That was odd. Dragonflies usually move their wings a lot, right?

When you reached the rock, you noticed why. As you hovered over it, you were able to see that it was already dead. Oh, goodness! “Hey, Peter?” you asked quietly.

Peter wasn’t sure if you called him over or not. “Yeah, babe?”

“It’s, uh, it’s dead already. And I don’t want to pick it up myself.” He understood what you were requesting and got out the ‘dead bug container’, which had a lovely label saying just that made by MJ. He came over, and scooped it up and into said container. “Thank you,” you whispered.

“Anything for you,” he answered, making you blush.

“I would’ve done it myself, ‘cause, you know, I’ll have to touch them later, but…..I’m just not mentally prepared for that right now.”

“Totally understandable. And hey, now you’ve got one down. How many more to go?” He tried to change the subject to help you feel more comfortable.

This you could work with. “Ten species total, so that means nine left. But it has to be from five different orders. And we can have extra if we find any cooler looking ones.”

“Let’s get to it, then.”

After a few minutes, Peter was walking around the pond, turning up rocks. You were looking on the water, in the trees, and the surrounding airspace. Peter was softly humming to himself as he worked. Almost immediately, you recognized what he was humming.

“Are you humming the Star Wars theme?” you questioned your boyfriend.

“Uh, maybe.”

“Nerd.”

“Yeah, but I’m your nerd,” he answered smoothly.

You grinned at him. “Yeah. And if you’re my nerd, then I’m your nerd.”

He chuckled. “Of course.” With that, the two of you started back up. The only difference was this time you started humming Star Wars, too. Time passed slowly, due to the amount of work you were doing, but soon enough, you found an insect you thought was suitably big enough.

The moth fluttered inside your container, helplessly hitting against the sides. Your doubts started to creep back in. There was no way you could do this. “Peter,” you whined, your lip jutted out slightly. “I don’t wanna kill them now! Moths are so cool! And what if their families are expecting them to come home and they’re stuck to my piece of styrofoam?!”

He frowned, trying to come up with the right response. Unbeknownst to you, Peter was secretly melting on the inside at your words. How was it possible for someone so pure and cute to be dating him? He sure was a lucky guy. “Sorry, (Y/N/N), but you want to get a good grade, right? So you have to this. I’m sorry.  I can put the acetone in if you need me to, and we can cover it with the notebook until it’s dead so we don’t have to watch it.”

“Thank you,” you said genuinely. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” You did exactly as Peter said, and continued that method for the other eight bugs. After they were all safely tucked away into the second container, Peter grabbed you by the hand again and started walking.

“Now we’re going to the thing I said I was grabbing earlier,” he announced.

“Oh! I completely forgot about that! Where are we going?”

“You’ll see.” You walked out of Central Park, and you quickly realized where you were headed. It was quite obvious. It was one of Peter’s favorite places to go.

“I think I know where we’re going,” you said in a singsong tune. You tugged lightly on Peter’s arm to make sure he heard you.

Peter looked at you. “Oh yeah? Where do you think?”

“I think we’re going to Delmar’s for sandwiches,” you said proudly. Of course you’d be going there. It was lunchtime, and where else would he bring you? It was common knowledge to everyone who knew him that he was a regular shopper there.

“Nope.” He smirked at you, eager to see your reaction.

Your mouth fell open in shock. You were so sure! How could you be wrong? “Do mine ears deceive me? Did you just say we’re not going to Delmar’s, known to most as Peter Parker’s favorite place to shop?”

He laughed a bit. “No, you heard correctly. And we’re going there only because I found someplace even cooler for us to get lunch.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “Is that possible?”

“Don’t you trust me, (Y/N)? It is indeed possible.” He pouted slightly, his signature puppy dog eyes making an appearance.

“Yes, I trust you. Now hurry up and get us there. I’m starving.”

You sat side by side with Peter, grinning at him as he ate. The fries he was eating was making his hands get covered in salt. When he tried to grab your hand, you quickly snatched it out of the way. “Ah ah ah, mister,” you scolded him. “You are not getting away with making my hands messy today.”

“Oh yeah?” He pointed at the burger you were eating. “‘Cause I’m pretty sure your hands are getting messy without my help.”

You gaped at him. “Did you just call me a messy eater?” You squinted your eyes at him accusingly. There was no way he was getting away with anything today.

Instantly, he protested. “I never said that. I just implied that the way you’re holding your burger is going to end with you having meat juices and condiments all over your hands.”

“Meat juices? Ew! Peter, why did you have to say that?!”

“It’s true!” he protested.

“It’s gross!” you shot back. “You know what, maybe I should just get on social media right now. Post a picture of you and say, ‘this dork just ruined my day by saying “meat juices”” and everyone will question your sanity.” That was a good plan. But really, it would end up being MJ, Ned, and maybe one or two other people that would comment.

“Okay, okay, you win!” he gave in. You smiled triumphantly. You continued to eat your food in silence. Turns out, the “surprise” Peter had with him earlier was a gift certificate to a nearby food truck and he wanted to treat you with lunch as a celebration for completing your bug collecting.

When you finished eating, you watched Peter eat his fries. He looked deep in thought. Why was that? He looked up at you and swallowed the last of them, rubbing his hands together. Then, he opened his mouth, “Wouldn’t a few pictures of Spider-Man have worked?”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “No way, crazyhead. I know that you know that spiders are arachnids.”

He shrugged his shoulders. “It was worth a shot. And also kinda pointless, seeing how we found all ten bugs.”

“You just want proof that you helped with my project, don’t you?” you questioned. “Not that anyone other than a few of us would know that, of course.”

“No! Why on earth would you think that?” he answered sarcastically. Then he turned more serious. “I have memories of today, and that’s all I really need.”

You blushed at his words. “Thanks, cheeseball. “

The two of you continued your little bug adventure turned date happily. The date had gone a lot smoother than you had ever expected it too. When it got closer to dinner time, both of you headed back to the Parker apartment. May asked how it went, and you delved into a story-telling of the day.

Peter enthusiastically told her how you got some food to celebrate you being done with your project. “Actually,” you interrupted, “I still have to pin them to the styrofoam, remember?”

“Wait, what?” Apparently, he hadn’t heard that part of your conversation.

“Yeah, I told you that.” You rolled your eyes slightly, which May caught, causing her to chuckle lightly.

“Oops?” he looked questioningly at May, and then back at you.

“It’s okay. I can do it by myself,” you replied.

“Nonononono, that won’t be necessary. I’ll help you with that, too.” Man, what a dork (but a gentleman) your boyfriend was. You were glad to have someone like him in your life. And now you knew for a fact that he’d get to kill all creepy looking bugs from here on out in your life. He just didn’t know that yet.

[alliswell21]

Peeta the Friendly Ghost

Part Ten:

No!” Katniss planted herself in front of the door with her arms crossed over her chest. “You will not test that machine on my friends!”

“Katniss, dearie… these are specters, ghosts. They have no friends.” Said Plutarch in very condescending tone that neither her nor her mother, or the ghosts liked one bit.

“Listen here, Toupee, Sweetheart may have the charm of a dead slug, and not one diplomatic bone in her body, but she’s the only one here with enough spunk to stand up for us, ‘specters’.”

“If brainless says we’re not doing the machine, then we’re not doing the machine. Thank you very much.” Both ghosts were surprisingly supportive of Katniss suddenly which would’ve been kind of touching if they hadn’t just made her believe she was covered in the most disgusting blood rain ever. She had a hard time believing she’d hold the ghosts’ allegiance for very long before their next prank was formed in wherever they made their thinking, but she’d take anything they were willing to give right them.

“Are you aware that the Lazarus can bring you back from the dead? It can revert the effects of expiration. You can get your bodies back. You’ll be able to live with—“

“Dude! What makes you think we ‘want’ to come back?” Asked Johanna looking positively spiteful. “There’s a reason I haven’t let little miss butler usher me into the other side by fixing my unsolved issues. There’s a reason Haymitch hasn’t clued her in either, even though he’s known what he needs to do in order to move on to the next plane!”

Katniss looked at the troublesome twosome for a moment with narrowed eyes. “You’ve known all this time, and you’ve said nothing?” She asked with an edge of accusation.

“Sweetheart, we know your intentions are pure, but we like being able to haunt people. It keeps our ‘spirits’ up!”

“Seriously? That’s the whole reason why you don’t want to move on, because you like haunting people?” Katniss deadpanned.

“Don’t knock it down, brainless! It gives us purpose.” Affirmed Johanna with a smirk.

“You’re impossible.”

“No. You’re infringing the contract! That’s what you are doing!” Cried out Plutarch dramatically.

“Plutarch… you can’t force them to go along with the experiments. Technically, they don’t exist. Even if they’ve actually signed a contract with you, there’s no way you can compel them to comply.”

“I can call an exorcist. And before you can argue further, let me remind you that this is Snow & Coin’s property and we reserve the rights to ‘cleanse’ the place as we see fit.” There was a serious threat in the man’s words Peeta didn’t wanna test.

The boy had no idea what being castaway from his home would mean, but he was sure he could bargain something that would allow his friends to remain free if he volunteered as a test subject for the Lazarus.

“I’ll do it!” Peeta spoke up. “I’ll do the experiments. Under one condition.” He looked directly at Plutarch. “My friends are free to either stay or leave the manor—“

“No, Peeta!” Katniss cried out lunging forward to block him from the man’s view, but Peeta simple caressed her hair shiny braid for a moment.

“It’s alright, Katniss. I don’t mind helping, plus nobody needs me.”

“I do!” She insisted vehemently. “I need you. You’re my best friend in the world. I can’t let you go.”

“Katniss, I’m an amnesiac 17 year old kid who’s been a ghost for 80 years. Best case scenario, I get another shot at the life my step-mother stole from me. Worst case… I had a great last few months of my death with you.”

“You remembered? Your former life?” Katniss gasped. “When?”

“Oh, Katniss. When I’m around you, it’s like things fall into focus.” Peeta took a minute to collect his thoughts and then elaborated. “There’s a kind of curtain separating the living and the dead. Is thin and gossamer, but it is there because we are not supposed to be in the same place. Sometimes though, it’s like a breeze moves the curtain and we get this glances at the world beyond. It’s fleeting for the most part, but beings like us” he pointed at himself and the other two, “take advantage of it, and hold tight to the ripple, just to so we’re grounded somewhere, instead of wandering aimlessly like the lost souls we are.

“That first day you came, I saw you walk by the ballroom and it was like the curtain had been pulled away completely. I hadn’t seen a living person so sharply before, it’s almost like I can see you in color, and I still can’t explain why or how.”

Katniss cocked her head to the side curiously. “Is that why you followed us that day?”

Peeta nodded cautiously, giving Katniss a sheepish glance under his pale, long lashes. Sometimes the girl couldn’t stop staring at him. Peeta was handsome for a ghost, with a chiseled jawline, snub nose and wavy hair that fell on his forehead and eyes. She would become lost admiring his eyelashes at times, wondering if they ever tangled when he had a solid body, which led to other questions about how he’d look as a living boy that left her breathless and bothered.

“I just wished I could see the color of your eyes. Then I would try to paint them.” Said Peeta quietly.

Katniss nodded. “Of course! Painting was one of your hobbies!” She exclaimed excitedly.

“Awww! Isn’t this sweet? I get it now. Katniss’ little boyfriend is a ghost! That’s adorable, darling! But you could do so much better... with somebody with a pulse maybe? Now stop delaying progress, my pet! Snow & Coin didn’t bring your mother here so she could go coddled you, baby. Let’s make some moolah people!”

“Don’t you talk to my child that way! Haymitch! Jo! Get him!” Hissed Mrs Everdeen surprising everyone.

The ghostly duo didn’t have to be asked twice. Jo simply gave a stout salute to the woman and flew right inside Plutarch’s chest. The man fell on the ground convulsing. Then the proyectile puking started. Haymitch swooped in just a Johanna exited the body like a tag team, and made the man levitate and flop on the ground hard, repeatedly, until they tossed him over to the extravagant Maserati no doubt belong to the corpulent man.

Plutarch finally stood up, shaken, dirty and wild eyed. “Well, I’ve never—“

“Into the car, Toupee!” Yelled Haymitch.

“I’ll have you know this is my natural hair!” Countered Plutarch giving a ridiculous pull of his platinum blond hair.

“Hasta la vista, Chubster!” Cackled Johanna doing her backstroke in the air, “Unless you want more!”

She flew right at the man’s chest, stopping an inch from taking over his body again.

Plutarch was scared of Johanna enough to jump into his car and start the engine, but he peeked his head over the roof and warned the Everdeens. “I may not be able to force these horrid ghosts to do Snow & Coin‘s bidding, but I sure can evict you two ladies from the premises for breach of contract! You have until the end of the month to either comply and produce test subjects, or pack your bags. You decide. End of the month!” And then his tires left skid marks and the overwhelming stench of burning rubber as he peeled off into the sinking sun.

“Momma!” Katniss whispered and ran into her mother’s arms. It had been so long since she felt her mother’s warmth it was breathtaking. “You ran him off! What’s gonna happen now?”

“Now, we gotta go clean that house and start decorating for your Halloween party, honey. We have until the end of the month to decide what comes next. I say, let’s enjoy it until then and leave with a bang!” They smiled together for what felt like the first time in ages while the ghostly duo danced around them. But while the Everdeens has finally found each other, the Friendly Ghost felt like hope was slipping away from him.

[sirsnoinkers449]

Battle for Bacon (10-9-2013)

     Based on a true Toonbook story!

     It was an ordinary day by the river, and Sir Snoinkers was walking along the riverside. He was heading to the beach for a day of fishing, but he decided he’d stop and fish in the river. Just then, he heard a noise in the distance. Maybe it was a bird. Maybe it was the wind. Maybe it was another toon. As he cast out a jellybean into the river, he planted his rod in the ground and lay down. He managed to fall asleep and was awoken by a sudden pain in his nose.

     “SNRKNRKKNRNK!” He grunted. A can of Mountain Dew had somehow flew into his nose! A black cat toon named Lunar Black Mist ran up to him and violently pulled the can out of his nose.

     “Thanks”- Sir Snoinkers was interrupted by the cat pulling out a frying pan! “Oh no! Not again!” He was tossed into the pan and was being fried! “Get me out of here!” He squealed as he flopped about in the pan to escape what could be his untimely death. He was eventually pulled out by a purple toon and tossed into a shopping cart with a camouflage wrap.

     “NNNNNPARKBENCH,” the toon yelled out. Sir Snoinkers made him out to be a purplish dog toon named Error who highly reminded him of his best friend, Crazy Cuckoo Crumblecrumbs. There was no time for creating resemblances, though; this could be his last day he’d ever make one!

     Just then, a cry of “MY BACON!” rung out as Lunar Black Mist caught up with the shopping cart. She leapt in and nabbed Sir Snoinkers! This time, though, she didn’t take the time to cook him, and instead attempted to eat him alive. Sir Snoinkers managed to push himself out of her mouth.

     “This happens all the time...” grumbled Sir Snoinkers.

     Sir Snoinkers had a bit of time to comprehend what was going on as soggy cereal flew at Lunar’s face. “NO! Not soggy cereal!” She shrieked as she tossed some rotten milk at Error, who had thrown the cereal.  Sir Snoinkers noticed Lunar coming for him once more as Error stumbled around and bumped into an elderly lady, but his attempts to scramble away were fruitless and he was in Lunar’s hands again.

     “Why don't those toons eat horse meat instead?” He wondered to himself as he flailed in Lunar’s arms. Just then, the third toon tore Sir Snoinkers out of Lunar’s arms and into her own. At this point, Sir Snoinkers noticed this wasn’t a toon; this was a pony! Sir Snoinkers didn’t know much about these ponies, but this one was blue and her name was Rainbow Dash. Sir Snoinkers was fed up with nearly being eaten. “They gotta stop with this bacon thing. I'm not even fat...”

     Everything was a blur to Sir Snoinkers. Error now held Sir Snoinkers as Lunar cracked an ostrich egg on Rainbow’s head. What felt like the next second, Rainbow Dash punched Error in the back, throwing Sir Snoinkers into Lunar’s hands. Lunar and Rainbow were now stretching him in a tug-of-war! Sir Snoinkers knew he was done for. “I never thought I'd go out this way. It's happened so many times before, but never like this.”

     Things got even stranger from there! Rainbow now held a firm grasp on Sir Snoinkers’ small body as water flew all over Error. He roared and, in a fit of rage, tossed five Chinese children at Lunar! They bounced off her and into her arms, where she set them down. While this was going on, the four toons were engaged in a game of Hot Potato, and the potatoes were Sir Snoinkers and the can of Mountain Dew which likely started the scuffle. He was flung, squeezed, dragged, and stretched between the two toons and the pony. He swore he could make out the five Chinese children watching in awe as Sir Snoinkers was engaged in unintentional acrobatics. “Why did that can have to fly into my nose in the first place?” He thought to himself as he bounced around in the middle of the mess.

     Just then, Sir Snoinkers noticed a large, black spider had appeared in Error’s brown hair! He pulled it out and, to the toons’ disgust, ate it whole. “LOL. What.. I cooked it-“He tried to make out a sentence, but was interrupted by his own violent coughing. The spider popped out of Error’s mouth and into Sir Snoinkers’ snout! With a loud snort, the spider popped out of his massive nostrils and onto Rainbow Dash’s head.

     "OH GOD!” She screamed as she threw the spider off her head. It landed on Lunar, who tossed it to Error as she held Sir Snoinkers. Error tossed more spiders at Rainbow and Lunar, but surprisingly not Sir Snoinkers. Lunar panicked and tossed Sir Snoinkers away as she rubbed the spiders off her body. He landed in the river with a massive SPLOOSH. Sir Snoinkers tried to hold his breath, but bubbles started coming out of his snout. Suddenly, he was thrusted upward and out of the water. As he held his breath, he looked down to see that he was between the piano-like teeth of a Piano Tuna!

     “And I could’ve caught that if that stupid can didn’t fly in my nose…” Sir Snoinkers sighed as he attempted pushed his way out of the Piano Tuna’s mouth, causing a horrible discord as his hands pushed on the fish’s teeth. Error leapt in and tackled the fish, expanding its mouth and taking Sir Snoinkers out.

     “I’m nobody’s to eat,” Sir Snoinkers said defiantly as Rainbow now held Sir Snoinkers. To Sir Snoinkers’ horror, she pulled out a butcher’s knife, but felt relieved as she held it toward Lunar. Sir Snoinkers usually cares for strangers, but not in a time like this.

     “Thank goodness that knife isn't pointed at my head…” Sir Snoinkers said to himself as he attempted to wiggle out of Rainbow’s arms. Lunar kicked the knife out of Rainbow’s hoof, and tackled her, sending all three tumbling down a steep hill. Rainbow must have heard Sir Snoinkers’ remark, as she smiled sinisterly and pointed the knife at Sir Snoinkers’ head. This was it. This was the end of him. He couldn’t wiggle around, as he’d probably stab himself on accident. He closed his eyes and thought for a moment before getting an idea. Instead of wiggling, he pushed himself downwards and rolled out of Rainbow Dash’s grip. Rainbow Dash tumbled down another side of the hill and into the river as Sir Snoinkers heard a voice in the distance.

     “THE BACON IS MINE, LADIES! HASTA LA VISTA!”

     It wasn’t over.

     Error swiftly picked up Sir Snoinkers, but he wasn’t immobile. He turned to Error and released a thought on his mind.

     “You remind me of my best friend, except he didn't try to eat me.”

     Sir Snoinkers wiggled for all he was worth before Lunar jumped on Error from behind, knocking him down on his face and freeing Sir Snoinkers. He didn’t know where Rainbow Dash was, but he had no time. He could run, and so he did. “GET BACK HERE!!!” Lunar yelled as she leapt on Sir Snoinkers. The two rolled around, Lunar desperate to keep her grip and Sir Snoinkers struggling to break free. Suddenly, Sir Snoinkers noticed Rainbow Dash flying toward Lunar and him. She snatched Sir Snoinkers out of Lunar’s grip, taking him up into the air. Sir Snoinkers noticed the river below him and knew what to do.

     “I've been grabbed by you way too many times...” he said as he pushed himself out of Rainbow’s four-hoof grip and cannonballed into the river. He popped out after a few seconds and called to Rainbow. “Focus on the cat, not me!”

     Rainbow did focus on Lunar, but Lunar had her eyes on Sir Snoinkers. As Rainbow Dash and Error pushed each other into the river, Sir Snoinkers wondered why a battle for Mountain Dew ended up as a battle for bacon. Rainbow dragged Error into the river again, but soon found her muzzle stuck in the ground as Lunar pulled her from the sky and into the grass. Lunar now had both Error and Sir Snoinkers in her paws, but that was soon to change.

     “Hey Lunar, you can’t hold two toons at once.”

     Sir Snoinkers wriggled out of Lunar’s arms once more. He noticed that Rainbow was lying on the ground in pain. She tried to get up, but her wings were severely injured. As he observed the pained pony, Error snuck up behind him. “NOT SO FAST, PIG!” Suddenly, Rainbow Dash got up, and she snapped. Her mane became shorter, her eyes turned a shade of blood red, and her teeth grew sharper. She was having no mercy.

     Rainbow Dash flew at astounding speeds toward the three toons and knocked Error and Lunar into some mud. Sir Snoinkers dodged the move, but Rainbow Dash came up from behind and threw Sir Snoinkers on top of the pile of toons. “Man, I should’ve been a monkey,” Sir Snoinkers groaned.

     Lunar got up, grabbed Rainbow Dash out of the sky, and tossed her into the water. Lunar’s focus changed to Sir Snoinkers, who couldn’t take any more of this fighting. Observing the large burn on his back from her frying pan earlier in the brawl and the many grab marks all over his body, Lunar turned the tides. She grabbed Sir Snoinkers and threw him in the river, which flowed into the ocean. Sir Snoinkers poked his head out of the rushing water and could just hear what Lunar was saying.

     “It’s not worth hurting an innocent animal. I’d rather buy bacon from the store.”

     Sir Snoinkers stared at Lunar in joyous shock. Was she serious? Lunar looked over at Error.  “Oops!” She said and picked Error up. “So, how about we get some jellybeans and some bacon?” Lunar fled with Error, who gave Lunar a high five.

     “You got moves!” He said. He looked at Rainbow Dash, who was still in the water. “AND RAINBOW. YOU SCARE ME.”

     “Eheheheh... Sorry about that…” She said, climbing out of the river. “Eh yeah, I scare people.. It's what I do.” Her teeth were still razor-sharp from her rampage.

     Sir Snoinkers had to thank Lunar. “Thanks a lot! Now I just need a boat.” Thankfully, Lunar seemed to have one on hand, as she tossed one out to Sir Snoinkers. As he climbed onto the raft, he saw the three toons and the pony drink some of the Mountain Dew. Sir Snoinkers didn’t really want it, but was surprised when the can appeared in his nose again. He blew it out of his nose and into Rainbow Dash’s hoof.

     “Catch!” She said, tossing the can to Sir Snoinkers. It still had some of the fizzy drink inside, so he drank up. For such a fast-paced and deadly battle, it sure turned out better than expected. As Rainbow Dash flew away, it was just Sir Snoinkers. No old lady and no five Chinese children. Once again, Sir Snoinkers was at peace on the river, but with a new raft.

     “I’m surprised I survived that fight!” Sir Snoinkers chuckled to himself. They had traveled so far during the fight that Sir Snoinkers noticed his rod after minutes of floating. He was wet, covered in handprints, and burned on his back, but was happy to continue with his fishing trip. As he found his rod, he climbed off the raft and back onto the riverside. His rod was wiggling, making him wonder what happened to his trusty rod during the fight. He yanked on the rod and pulled up a Balloon Fish, which flew around in the water a bit before deflating and surfacing. Sir Snoinkers put it in his bucket and headed toward the beach.

     As he cast out a bright blue jellybean and anchored his rod in the wet sand, a thought came over him. Some toons prefer to eat fish over selling them. If Sir Snoinkers struggled so badly to avoid becoming bacon, then how do fish feel when they suffer the same fate?

     THE END

[pinkcaseotakadl]

Diabolik lovers Lost Eden: Reiji Sakamaki [Dark 9] ~translation|traducción~

[DARK 8]

Place: Outside the Eden

Yui: (I can’t believe it’s so ruined... ... Besides, why is Ruki-kun in this place?) Reiji: ... ... It has been a while. Ruki: Yes. Reiji: I had received your report... ... But I did not think it was so serious. Ruki: Since we came here, I felt that the speed of collapse has incremented... ... The others think the same. Reiji: I see... ... Ruki: Yes. But, fortunately, the structure of the castle still stands. Ruki: My brothers, however, enjoy living here while going on with their normal lives.

Yui: ... ... All of them are here? Ruki: Yes. Reiji: In other words, they are the ones taking care of the Eden. Yui: I see... ... Yui: (I didn’t know anything about it. Why could it be?) Yui: (It’s not the right moment to ask. I’ll try asking later.) Ruki: Well then, comparing this ruined Eden with the previous one... ... What does it feel like? Reiji: ... ... ... ...  Ruki: It must be hard for you to believe it. Nevertheless... ... this is the reality. You just should accept it. Reiji: ... ...Yes. With a sight like this in front of me ... ... I don’t think I can avoid it. Reiji: There is nothing left but to accept the fact that my power is insufficient. Yui: Eh... ...? Yui: (Is Reiji-san’s power in some way related to this Eden?) Ruki: What’s wrong? Did you just come here without knowing anything? ... ... Then I will tell you. Ruki: The Eden and its master are one... ... That is to say that KarlHeinz-sama’s powers are growing weaker. Ruki: You do understand the meaning of this, don’t you? Yui: (Reiji inherited KarlHeinz-san’s power. And that’s why the power is weakening, isn’t it? Ruki: Due Sakamaki Reiji has inherited the power, it is growing weaker day by day, making the Eden to continue collapsing. Reiji: *Grunt*... ... Yui: Something like that... ... Ruki: You have seen it too, haven’t you? The Eden when that person was alive. Yui: Yes... ... Yui: (I do remember well... ...)

*Flashback*

*In front of the previous Eden*

Yui: (It was an enormous castle, emanating a very majestic air.) Yui: (And also... ...) *Scene changes to the Rose Garden* Yui: (There were a lot of beautiful flowers... ... If I’m not mistaken, they were the “Never dying flowers”.) Yui: (How would they be now?)

*End of Flashback*

Yui: (Recalling that moment, it really can’t be compared to the current situation) Yui: (I can’t believe it has been ruined to this extent.) Reiji: ... ... I shall put an end to this situation. I myself have to start Ruki: That’s right. Well, you can check this place as you please. Reiji: That is what I shall do... ... But before anything I’m going to the laboratory. Ruki: Yes... ... What are you going to do? Yui: (I... ...)

CHOICES: 1- Go with him [No] 2- Stay there [Yes]

2-

Yui: (I want to go with him, but... ... surely he wants some time alone to think about these things.) Yui: ... ... I’ll just stay here a bit longer. Reiji: ... ... Thank you. Reiji: Now, I shall see you later. Yui: Yes, be careful... ...

-Yui’s Monologue- The Eden, which is shattered.

It’s painful just to look at, but I can’t say that aloud.

How powerful was KarlHeinz-san’s power to maintain this place so solemn, it was as  if they were trying to demonstrate it.

Once again I was surprised by his greatness.

Reiji’s back was slowly going away, somehow it seemed sad.

-END-

ESPAÑOL

Lugar: Afuera del Edén.

Yui: (No puedo creer que este tan arruinado[en ruinas]... ... Y además, ¿por qué Ruki-kun esta aquí?) Reiji: ... ...Ha pasado un tiempo Ruki: Si Reiji: Había recibido tu informe. ... ...Pero no pensé que era tan grave Ruki: Desde que vinimos, siento que la velocidad del colapso se ha incrementado. ... ...Los demás tienen la misma opinión. Reiji: Ya veo... ... Ruki: Si. Pero afortunadamente la figura[estructura] del castillo sigue manteniendose. Ruki: Mis hermanos como tal difrutan vivir aquí mientra desarroyan sus papeles. Yui: ... ...Todos están aquí? Ruki: Si. Reiji: En resumen, ellos están cuidando del Edén. Yui: Ya veo... ... Yui: (Yo no sabía nada. Pero por qué será?) YuI: (No pasarece el momento indicado para preguntar. Intentaré preguntar después) Ruki: Y entonces, comprar este Edén en ruinas con el de antes... ... qué clase de sentimiento es? Reiji: ... ... ... ... Ruki: Debe ser dificil de creerlo para ti. Sin embargo... ... esta es la realidad. Deferias aceptarla [Cual es la necesidad de meter el dedo en la llaga!?] Reiji: ... ...Si. Teniendo tal vista como esta... ... no creo poder evadirlo. Reji: No me queda otra que aceptar el hecho de que mi poder es insuficiente. Yui: Eh... ...? Yui: (El poder de Reiji-san tendrá alguna realción con este Edén?) Ruki: Qué pasa. Acaso viniste aquí sin estar enterada de nada? ... ...Entonces te contaré Ruki: El Edén y su amo son uno. [En mente y cuerpo] ... ...Es decir, esto demuestra que los poderes de KArlHeinz-sama se están debilitando. [Porque ahora son de Reiji lololol] Ruki: Entiendes el significado de esto, no es así? Yui: (Reiji-san heredó los poderes de KarlHeinz-san. Y es por eso que el poder se esta debilitando, verdad?) Ruki: Debido a que Sakamaki Reiji heredó el poder, este dia a día se va debilitando, haciendo que el Edén continues colapsando. Reiji: *Quejido * ... ... Yui: Algo así... ... Ruki: Tú también lo has visto, no es así? El Edén cuando aquella persona estaba viva Yui: Si.... ... Yui: (Si recuerdo bien... ...)

*Flashback*

*En frente del antiguo Edén*

Yui: (Era un castillo muy grande, emanando un aire muy majestuoso) Yui:: (Y también... ...)

*cambia de escena al jardín de rosas*

Yui: (Había un montón de flores hermosas. ... ...Si mal no recuerdo, eran ''las flores que jamás mueren'') Yui: (Como estarán ahora)

*Fin del flashback*

Yui: (Recordando aquel momento, de verdad nada de eso se puede comprar ahora) Yui: (No puedo creer que haya caido en reuinas hasta este punto) Reiji: ... ...Le pondré fin a esta situación. El yo de ahora tiene que empezar por ahí Ruki: Así es. Bueno, puedes revisar estos alrededores como plascas. Reiji: Eso es lo que haré. ... ...Pero primero que todo me dirigiré al laboratorio. Ruki: Si. ... ...Qué es lo que tú harás? Yui: (Yo... ...)

ELECCIONES: 1: Ir con él [Nope] 2: Quedarse ahí [Saphe]

2:

Yui: (Quiero seguirlo, pero... ... seguramente quiere pensar en muchas cosas él solo) Yui: ... ...Y me quedaré un poco más aquí Reiji: ... ...Muchas gracias Reiji: Bien, nos vemos después Yui: Si, ten cuidado... ...

-Monólogo de Yui-

El Edén, el cual esta hecho andrajos. Con sólo mirarlo es doloroso, pero no puedo decirlo sin embargo.

Cuan poderoso era el poder de KarlHein-san para mantener a todo este sitio tan solemne, era como si estuvieran tratando de moestrarlo. Me ha vuelto a sorprender su grandeza.

La espalda de Reiji-san, la cual lentamente se iba alejando, se la vio algo triste.

-FIN-

Palabras correctas: ''Grandeza'' y ''triste''

[puckconnolly]

@thescorpioracesfestival Tourist Challenge 10: Betting

Ahhh only two (2) more challenges left!!! As always, shoutout to @suriels / @colestclairs for creating this story with me!

Links to challenges 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 (you can also search the tag ‘claire&rowan’ to find all of our stuff)

Challenge 10 under the cut 

The day of the races was quickly approaching, but luckily, Rowan wasn’t stressed. She wasn’t racing, and it was so painfully obvious that Claire was going to win that there wasn’t any sense in getting anxious about it.

Rowan and her grandparents were strolling around Skarmouth when Chester led them into Gratton’s. Rowan had heard of the legendary Gratton’s butcher shop. It was where the riders signed up for the races and where all the gossip happened. Who would have thought that a butcher shop of all places, was the place to be?

Behind the counter, Rowan saw the list of riders and horses. Some of the names had been crossed out due to people dropping out for one reason or another. She found Claire and Elemental’s names and smiled. She saw Finnigan and Quicksilver’s underneath and scowled. Next to the names were numbers. Rowan turned to her grandpa to ask what they were for.

“They’re for betting,” Chester explained. “The higher your number, the more people there are betting on you to win. Now, obviously, if you bet on an underdog and he wins, you make a lot of money. But I don’t think that will happen this year.” Chester gestured to the board. Rowan scanned the list. Claire and Elemental had a whopping ‘976’ written next to it, the largest number by far. She glanced down and saw Finnigan’s standings: 8.

That’s gotta hurt, Rowan thought.

Rowan was glad she wasn’t Claire. She was glad nine hundred and seventy-six people weren’t betting on her. What if, by some tragedy, Claire lost? Then what? A nine hundred and seventy-six person lynch mob?

“Well,” Amelia said, breaking Rowan out of her spiral. “Let’s place some bets!” Amelia and Chester placed bets each year, usually on people they knew well. To show support, Amelia had said, not to make money.

“Can you place bets on more than one person?” Rowan asked.

“Sadly, no,” Chester replied. “But we can each pick a different person if you’d like.”

Rowan thought for a moment. Yes, Claire was going to win. Obviously. And she definitely didn’t care about or even remotely like Finnigan Kendrick.

But then she saw the tiny ‘8’ written by his name. She thought back to Claire and Finnigan’s fight and what Claire had said. How his family wished he’d been more like Claire. How they weren’t even remotely proud of him. Who were the eight people betting on Finnigan? Rowan wondered. Family? Or random girls betting on the most attractive rider? Rowan was pretty sure it was the latter.

She wasn’t family, and certainly wasn’t a friend, but she figured seeing how low his numbers were had got to hurt. And he wasn’t even a bad rider! He’s totally going to come in second or third place, Rowan thought. He doesn’t deserve to have so few people bet on him, even if he is an asshole.

Rowan told her grandparents, “Let’s place one of our bets on Claire.” She paused for a moment. Sighed. “And the other two bets on Finnigan Kendrick.”

Claire thinks I’m rubbing off on her? Rowan thought with a smile, if only she could see me now.

As the O’Briens left Gratton’s, Rowan’s shoulder rammed into something.

A someone.

A Finnigan Kendrick to be exact. Finnigan saw the freshly written ‘10’ next to his name. “Looks like I’ve gained a few more fans,” he said sarcastically.

“Fans?” Rowan asked.

“Oh come on. You and I and everyone else on this goddamn island knows that the only people betting on me are the mainland girls.”

“They’re not the only people,” Rowan said in a small voice.

“You’re telling me that you bet on me?” Rowan nodded. “Yeah, right. You’re like the captain of team Claire.”

Rowan answered, “We bet on Claire too.” She waited a beat, deciding if what she wanted to say should be said or stay in her head.

Finnigan stood there awkwardly for a moment. “Well,” Finnigan finally said, “I’ll see ya around.” He turned to leave.

“Finnigan, wait!” Rowan yelled. I really shouldn’t be saying this.

He turned back to face Rowan. Crossed his arms and cocked his head. “Yes?”

“Look. I know we’re not friends and we probably never will be. And let’s be real for a second, this whole entire island knows Claire is going to win. That’s just a fact. But,” she sighed, “that doesn’t mean you deserve to be treated like dirt. I’ve watched the training every single day. Finnigan, you are good. Really good. You’re Claire’s only competition. I see when you look at what Claire is doing and copy it, and when Claire copies you too. You are making her better and she’s making you better. She needs you Finnigan, and she needs you to bring your A game. So stop feeling sorry for yourself, and get ready for this stupid race.”

Rowan turned and walked swiftly to catch up with her grandparents.

I hope I didn’t just screw everything up.

Later that day, Rowan told Claire about her encounter with Finnigan.

“That was really sweet of you,” Claire remarked. “Sounds like something I would have done.”

“That’s exactly what I was thinking!” Rowan exclaimed and flopped down on her bed. Claire joined her a second later. “I mean, I know it’s a total waste of money, but I don’t know. I felt bad.”

“It’s not a total waste of money,” Claire pointed out. “It’s not set in stone that I’m going to win. Anything could happen.”

Rowan rolled her eyes. “Okay Claire.”

“I’m serious!” Claire said halfheartedly tossed a pillow towards Rowan’s head.

“Hey!”

“I’m just saying,” Claire said, all serious again. “I might not win. Finnigan might win. Someone else might win. Anything is possible. We’ll just have to wait until tomorrow.”

“Are you nervous?”

Claire thought about it. Carefully, she said, “I’m not nervous about the outcome of the race. I’m more nervous about what will happen after.”

“Easy. You’ll win, celebrate, rub it in Finnigan’s face -”

“I would never do that,” Claire cut in.

“Fine. You’ll share polite banter about next year’s race with Finnigan and then say ‘hasta la vista baby!’ because you’re coming to home with me,” Rowan amended.

“That does sound pretty nice,” Claire sighed.

“Yeah, it does,” Rowan agreed.

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Looking Forward To It

Summary: Your friend from college surprises you with a visit while he’s in town

Word Count: 1846

Warnings: None!

A/N: I started writing this a week after I started this blog (before I wrote Just Leave), but I couldn’t quite get into the Sam frame of mind since I was 100% a Dean!Girl back then, but I thought I would try to get over my writer’s block on As It Seems by finishing this up. So I hope you all enjoy a fluffy Sam oneshot! And I hope my muse comes back from vacation soon!

Version en Español: Lo Estoy Deseando

“Let’s run it again,” you said as soon as the five minutes you’d allotted for a break was up. Surprisingly, no one complained. You’d been rehearsing like a slave driver all day and none of your fellow dancers seemed like they were ready to drop from exhaustion yet.

Everyone got in their positions and you pushed play on the remote. As soon as the guitar played the opening notes of Ellie Goulding’s On My Mind, all fifteen of you started moving. You’d choreographed the entire dance and were proud of the simple complexity of the movements. Each dancer interacted with every other dancer at some point in the song. The simple moves you based the dance off took a whole new life with every beat that passed, and the artistic leeway you’d given everyone else to add in their own flavor just made the dance seem like a mess of styles and bodies, but there were certain parts of the song when everyone would suddenly snap into simultaneous movement, only to break apart a few beats later.

Three and a half minutes later, the music ended and everyone was grinning from ear to ear. They could all tell that it had been the best run-through yet.

“Alright guys, you’re free to go. We’re totally ready for this weekend,” you announced. Despite their happy moods and eagerness to dance, they all relaxed immediately and started for the door. You turned to get your water, but were arrested at the sight of a familiar man standing at the door, watching you. “Sam?”

“Y/N,” Sam smiled and walked over to pull you into a hug.

You squirmed out of his arms. “Sam, I’m all sweaty.”

He just laughed it off. “So? I haven’t seen you in, what’s it been?”

“Six years? Seven? What happened to you after you left?”

Sam leaned down and grabbed your bag with your street shoes and handed it to you. You grinned at the familiar movement. Back when you’d been attending Stanford at the same time, you’d befriended the friendly giant. Jess had been one of your best friends and you actually ended up introducing them.

Then the fire killed Jess, and Sam went MIA. You couldn’t blame him. You’d wanted to run away too, but instead you’d channeled everything into your dancing and graduated at the very top of your class. In just a few short years you’d managed to work your way to the top of the most prestigious dance companies in the nation. Once you accomplished that, you found that you were becoming bored, so you quit and started your own company to compete all around the nation.

“I’ve just been working with my brother. What about you? Still dancing, I see.”

“I don’t think I could stop if I tried,” you grinned and quickly changed into your street shoes and pulled on some sweats.

Sam led the way outside and glanced at the street where a beautiful black car was parked. He pulled you to a stop under the shade of a tree. “So, my brother and I are in town for a few days. Do you wanna get drinks sometime?”

“I’ve got a competition this weekend so—“

“Coffee, then?” He changed his offer, knowing that you didn’t drink alcohol before a competition, not that you drank much anyway.

A soft smile came over your face. “Sure. I’d like that.”

“Great! So…” He trailed off, apparently not knowing what to say next.

“Oh, well I guess I should give you my new number, then.” You scrambled to get your phone out of your bag and exchanged numbers with Sam. You made plans to meet at a local diner the next day before parting ways.

As you walked away, guilt warred with happiness. You were glad that you’d run into Sam, but felt guilty for feeling so happy about the semi-date. It felt wrong somehow, since he used to date Jess who used to be your best friend. You didn’t want to move in on her territory and tarnish the memory of their relationship, but you’d liked Sam before he even knew Jess.

However, your feelings hadn’t meant squat after they met. They were practically a match made in heaven.

Still, the guilt didn’t stop you from spending more time than usual on your makeup the next day. You got to the diner a few minutes early and waited outside in the sun for Sam. You closed your eyes and leaned back against the warm glass window. There wasn’t much time to just relax anymore. You were either in a dance studio, or in your office at your apartment. Running your own dance company and scouting for competitions worth your time took more time than you’d imagined.

Footsteps approaching prompted you to open your eyes and your smile was immediate when you saw Sam walking up. You barely noticed the other man next to him as you stepped forward and wrapped your arms around Sam, giving him a real hug, now that you were clean. “Hey, Sam.”

“Y/N.” Sam stepped back, but he kept a hand on the small of your back. “This is my brother Dean.”

His alarmingly green eyes were the first thing you saw, then you noticed the rest of him. “Nice to meet you, Dean.” To Sam, you stage-whispered, “Your family has great genes.”

Sam just rolled his eyes and nudged you toward the door. The three of you picked a booth and slid in, Dean on one side, you and Sam on the other. Dean rested his elbows on the table and leaned forward. “So how did you two meet?”

“She tackled me,” Sam said casually.

You smacked his arm with the back of your hand. “I did not!” You turned back to Dean. “I was running late for class one day and literally ran into Sam because he was loitering around a corner like some creeper.”

“I was looking at a map, not loitering,” Sam argued.

You twisted around on the bench seat until you were facing him. Cocking an eyebrow, you smirked. “And it’s not possible to multi-task? You can definitely loiter and look at a map at the same time.”

The waitress came over and took your orders. Sam grinned at your usual order of salad and “as many fries as you can fit onto a plate as possible.” He and Jess used to tease you about your contradictory taste in food. Really though, it was just the fries. You ate healthy nearly all the time, but if a place had fries, then you were sunk. Self-control out the window. Hasta la vista, baby.

“What’ve you been doing besides dancing?” Sam asked.

And you laughed. “You think I really have a social life or hobbies? I think I went to an amusement park like, a year ago? Someone from my dance crew dragged me on a hike last month. But that’s about it.”

“We’ll have to do something about that while I’m in town.”

Did he just ask you out on a date? You glanced over at his brother, but noticed that he had all of his attention focused on the waitress who was making her rounds. So he would be no help in deciphering Sam’s words.

You stuck with the generic, “Yeah. That sounds fun.”

“What’s there—I was about to ask you what there is to do around here, but I guess you wouldn’t know, huh?” Sam’s eyes were twinkling. Honest to God, twinkling. The sparkle seemed to short-circuit your brain, but you decided that you could write that off as a reaction to actual social interaction after years of never leaving a dance studio.

Yeah.

That’s totally what it was.

“I’ve heard people say there’s great hiking and swimming holes around here, but I wouldn’t have the faintest idea of where to start. And there’s the usual bowling alley and bars.”

The waitress returned with your food and both you and Sam watched Dean flirt with her for the brief moment she was at your table. Then you watched in amazement as he tore into his burger as if he hadn’t eaten in days.

“So, uh,” Sam drew your attention back to him and away from the love affair his brother was having with his food. “I’ll ask around and find something fun for us to do, just the two of us. How’s that sound?”

Just the two of you. Sounded an awful lot like a date.

“Great. That sounds great. I have the competition on Saturday morning, but I’m free after about two.”

Dean cut in, mouth still half full of burger. He pointed to your overflowing plate of fries. “You gonna eat all those?”

Like Lucky the Leprechaun and his Lucky Charms, you pulled your plate closer and shielded it with your arm. “Don’t mess with my fries, dude.”

He held his hands up in surrender and glanced between you and Sam with an amused half-smile. “Sorry. Didn’t know you were so serious about your fries.”

“If it’s got potatoes in it, Y/N will kill a man for it,” Sam said as he began to laugh. “I remember that time Gerald tried to steal some of your mashed potatoes and you literally stabbed him with your fork. Like, the fork was sticking out of his hand. He learned the lesson the hard way.”

For a brief moment, you started to feel embarrassed at the memory, but then you caught yourself. This was Sam. Your friend from college. Sure, you hadn’t seen him in forever, so you were nearly strangers again, but he was still your friend. And, hell, his brother talked with his mouth full. There was nothing to be embarrassed about.

“He’s just lucky I didn’t have a knife in my hand.”

You and Sam spent the rest of lunch reminiscing about the good times, and Dean threw in a few of his own stories. Before you knew it, your few hours’ break had passed and you needed to get back to the studio. The three of you walked out into the sunshine and Dean headed straight for his car, but you and Sam lingered on the sidewalk, not ready to let go of the moment yet.

“So, I’ll try to make it to your competition on Saturday and I promise not to bring Dean. He’ll probably sneak in an airhorn or one of those giant foam fingers or something.” Sam laughed airily and you responded with a grin. Dean sure was an interesting guy. “And I’ll let you know about afterwards, okay?”

“You better. I’m looking forward to it already.”

Eyes locked, the two of you smiled at each other for a long minute before he cleared his throat and glanced around. “Well, I’d uh, I’d better get going. I’ll see you on Saturday.”

“Counting on it. Bye Sam.”

You watched him walk away, using the opportunity with his back to you to unabashedly check him out. That confident walk and those broad shoulders sure make your imagination start swirling.

Looking forward to it indeed.

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MANGOES (2/2)

PAIR: LIN X READER

WORDS: 2805

WARNINGS: cursing (and bad writing)

GUUUUUUUUYS 

HIIIII HOW ARE YOU? I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF UNI CRAZINESS BUT I RECEIVED SO MUCH LOVE LATELY FOR MANGOES THAT I HAD TO WRITE OUT THE SECOND PART. I KNOW, IT’S NOT GREAT BUT THAT’S HOW I IMAGINED THE WHOLE THING. AND SOMETIMES MY IMAGINATION IS KINDA WEIRD.

BUT I LOVE YOU ALL, I’M GRATEFUL FOR EACH AND EVERY FRIEND I MADE ON THIS SITE (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, PLUS MY LAPTOP DOESN’T MAKE ME TAG YOU).

AND WITHOUT ANY MORE RUMBLING *plays trumpet*

HERE YOU ARE ‘MANGOES PART 2′

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pps. I love you

ppps. I know I said it earlier but I think I should say it again. 

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‘This is so fucking beautiful’ you said watching the sun almost hitting the horizon. You have always loved the Maldives, since that Geography research in fifth grade. You dreamt for years about hot white sand, transparent blue ocean and slight breeze. And being there with you dearest friends for 10 days made the experience even better.

‘I think this is the first time I’ve heard you cursing without any evident reason.’ Lin said sitting next to you in the sand.

You and Lin went to high school together, but your paths never crossed. You two spoke briefly at the ‘5 years after’ reunion but he connected more with the boys from you circle of friends and he started hanging out with you all.

It happened almost a year ago.

Almost four months ago you started texting on a daily basis.

Almost 2 months ago you started dating.

Nobody knew about the whole thing: you were object of innuendos and jokes just for being so connected. Telling them you were dating would have been like handing them a knife to cut the steak.

You loved your friends, but you needed time. You didn’t want to screw everything up. Even though Lin wasn’t so fond of your idea of ‘hiding’.

‘Jackass. See? This time there was a reason!’ you said flipping your hair dramatically.

‘That’s my sassy girl.’ He kissed you on the cheek and you stiffened up. He made a sad face: ‘The hotel is quite far from here. I don’t think they can’t see us. Unless there’s another reason why you are acting like this.’

You’ve been there for just few days and the ‘hiding’ turned out to be more difficult than you thought: back in the city you had to pretend for your friends few hours a week or on a chat. But this was different: you had to spend 24 hours acting like strangers, or at least not as you wanted. It was difficult to be next to each other but not being able to hug, kiss, touch, it was difficult to  see his disappointed face every time you pushed him away for doing something too reveling. That was the sixth time he talked to you like he was a little ‘pissed’. You knew he was right. You knew it.

You didn’t want to fight.

You wanted to enjoy you time there.

You wanted to enjoy your time there with him.

Things had to change.

Quickly.

‘Lin, we need to talk..’ you said brushing your chin with your hands.

‘What?- he stood up and started pacing in front of you- No. NO. No, no, no, no. – he had his hands on his face- Is for the ‘Puerto Rico vs Maldives’ fight we had? I couldn’t care less. We could even have spent this holiday in the city. I just wanted to stay with you. I pressured to go to Puerto Rico cause I just wanted you to see the island and to meet my family. Shit. Is this for this morning? Cause I started directing all the balls towards that prick? HE WAS MOCKING YOU FOR NOT BEING SO GOOD AT BEACH VOLLEY. And nobody can say my girlfriend anything bad. He deserved everything. He’s lucky I didn’t punched him straight in that snob nose.’

His face was red and the sun setting down made it even redder: few days of sun gave him a nice tan, enhanced by the teal shirt he was wearing. The slight shadow of sweat on his forehead made him even more handsome.

‘Lin..’ you tried to speak.

‘No, no. No. Was this because I corrected the waiter yesterday? But I know how much you hate milk in your coffee! And I think everyone knows it. I think-, I think nobody noticed it. Oh, shit! Is because of that girl flirting  with me at the pool? I swear I didn’t even looked at her but if I shoved her away too quickly, the boys surely would have started asking me too many questions.’

He was freaking out. He was the cutest.

‘Lin, please. Could you let me speak or at least calm down?’ you said while chuckling a little.

‘Why are you laughing?! There’s nothing to laugh about! And I won’t fucking calm down! I can’t let the woman I love slip away from me so easily. (Y/N), I know I’ve been acting like a jerk but the fact that you are in my arm reach but untouchable at the same time it’s driving me nuts. Loving you is driving me nuts. It’s like I’m in middle school again. I’m crazy for you. And if this means I have to not eve speak to you for the next year, even though I hate the idea and keeping our relation a secret, for you I will. I promise I won’t be groddy or a jerk or pissed.  But please, don’t leave me. Please.’ He said while his eyes got shinier.

‘Did you just say you love me?’ you said standing up and getting close to him.

‘Is that the only thing you picked up? Were you listening?!’ he was almost furious and a little tear slipped on his cheek.

You catched it before saying: ‘Yes, I was. And you said a lot of bullshits. Well, not  bullshits, but you didn’t get the point at all.’ You smiled.

‘What does this even mean?’ he removed your hands from his face and took a little step back.

‘You didn’t give me the chance to end what I was saying. We need to talk-’ you started.

‘Please, don’t say it!’ he begged.

‘LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA, YOU HAVE TO SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME TALK.- you screamed louder than before. And he got quiet.- Finally. As I was saying, we need to talk to the guys about us. We can’t hide anymore.’ You said in one breath.

‘Oh. So you weren’t going to break up with me..’ he whispered looking at his feet.

‘I think I would have done it you had tried to interrupt me once more.’ You smirked.

He closed the  space between you with a hug and said in your hair: ‘I’m sorry.’

You took his face in your hands to make him look at you: ‘Are you regretting saying me all that nice stuff?! I might reconsider the break up thing, then.. ’ you winked.

‘You are a monster!’ he laughes throwing his head back.

‘A monster you called your girlfriend, that you wanted to introduce to your parents,  that you, quoting your words, ‘are crazy for’?’ you laughed without loosing physical contact with him.

‘Man, you made me say a lot of stuff’ he said in his sweet voice caressing your face.

‘So, if I point out to you I even made you  say that you love me, what happens?’

‘Nothing, cause I didn’t say it.’ He shaked his head.

‘Yes, you did.’ You continued.

‘Nope, I didn’t. And I’ll make you pay for everything: all the sweet things you OBLIGED me to say and the HUGE scare.’

‘I don’t think so.’ You put your hands on your hips.

‘Girl, you’ll pay. Take off your dress.’ He said removing his t-shirt.

You stayed silent, both for the view in front of you and because you couldn’t understand what he was doing.

‘What?’ you said with your voice low.

‘I know you are wearing a bikini. And I don’t want it to ruin the dress. You look beautiful in it.’ He said putting the shirt on the sand.

‘I’m not taking it off.’ You crossed your arms.

‘Well, then..’ He got close to you and lifted you from the ground.

‘Put me down, Lin!’ you screamed laughing.

‘Never.’ He laughed.

‘I got it. You’re serious. Put me down. I’ll remove my dress and then you’ll make me pay for it.’ You said with your head upside down.

He put you down and you took off the dress.

‘Maybe we have to go to hot places more often.’ A grin on his face.

‘Don’t even start, Miranda.’ You snapped your fingers before starting running towards the sea. ‘Hasta la vista.’

‘YOU ARE THE WORST! He run besides you.

You were both laughing and you headed to the shore, running in the hot water and splashing everywhere around you.

‘You won’t catch me!’ and you smarted swimming, knowing he was slower than you.

‘You are such a pain in the ass.’ he screamed running in the water.

‘I didn’ t know you loved pains in the ass.’ you answered started swimming while he was screaming something revengeful you couldn’t perfectly hear.

After swimming for a while you stopped and started floating on the water, waiting for Lin to catch up.

You didn’t know how much time had passed when you felt something around your ankles sliding you under the water.

You tried to get up and you grasped a shoulder, his shoulder.

‘Lin! That wasn’t fun.’ you remerged for the sea wiping water away from your face with one hand while the other was around Lin’s neck, his hands around your legs kept you fairly near his waist.

‘I told you I’d make you pay for that.’ he said.

‘You little sh-’ you started saying when a wave almost crushed on you: you hung onto Lin’s body tighter with your hands and legs, while he put his hands on your back, your  bodies collidying.

‘You ok?’ you said checking on him and trying to keep your breath normal.

That was close, very close. You could feel his chest with yours, you could see the little drops of water between his lashes, you could see the reflection of the sun in his eyes, you could feel his heartbeat.. Damn, it was loud!

‘Lin, is this your heart?! Are you ok?’ you asked putting your hand on his chest.

‘I-, I just-, Oh man, that’s embarrassing! Guys should worry about boners not heart beating too fast!’ he hid his face in the crook of your neck.

‘Ehi! That’s not bad.. I think.. Maybe I should be the one worried about this..’ you said chuckling awkwardly.

‘(Y/N), if you are implying you’re not hot, you are completely off the road.’ he said putting a strand of hair behind your ear.

‘If you say so…’ you whispered  sultrily in his ear.

‘Why do you enjoy making me suffer?!’ he laughed.

‘me?! You’re the pain in the ass, Manuel.’ you said.

‘Don’t call me like that.’ he side-eyed you.

‘Or what?’ you asked in a teasing tone.

‘Or I’ll do this’ and he kissed you with such vigor you were astonished at first, then you kissed him back with the same strength.

All of a sudden you hear a lot of scream and a distinct “Get it, Lin!”. The both of you looked towards the beach just to see your friends cheering, screaming and clapping.

‘Yeah, maybe we should tell them.’ Lin said smiling.

 You were brought back to reality by some little screams and people cheering as their loved ones crossed the gate. You started looking for a beanie and a pair of Reybans. Then you found him. He saw you too.

You started walking towards him, just to be fully running towards your husband few moments later.

He did the same.

You hugged as you hadn’t seen each other in a life time. It felt a little like that.

‘You know that hiding behind the “Fun Home” beanie is useless as you wear it every time?’ you said in his coat. It was something stupid to say, you did know it. But it felt the right thing to say.

You felt him nodding.

You took a little step back and broke the embrace.

‘Honey, are you alright?’ you asked putting your hand on his chest.

He nodded.

‘You sure?’

He nodded again.

‘Did you cry on the plane?’ you asked knowing him too well.

‘I did marry the right one.’ He said removing his glasses and reveling blood-shot red eyes.

‘My love. Let’s sit for few moments.’ You took his hand and headed towards some almost hidden benches.

You sat in silence.

‘I -, I let myself thinking..’ he started.

‘We all did, Lin. But that means nothing. You had an Oscar nomination at 37 years old. You, a Broadway guy. You performed in front of millions of people. Damn it, you got Micheal J. Fox singing Eliza! I think that’s more than enough!’ you said. And you meant every single word. ‘ I’m no Academy or Grammy or Emmy, but I think you won everything and I could be more proud of you and of being able to call you my husband.’ You kissed his cheek.

‘You do know I only care about your opinion, right?’ he said smiling sweetly.

‘Isn’t that the only option?’ you said pretending to be offended.

‘Ahahah. You truly are the best wife, (Y/N)’ he kissed you lightly.

‘I like to think I’m the best at everything. You know, just to be sincere.’ You teased him.

‘I think you’re right.’ He put the left hand up showing the wedding band.

You both laughed at that gag for 10 minutes.

‘But if I have to be true to myself, I didn’t like a thing..’ you said stoking his leg.

‘What?- he said preoccupied, then corrected his expression- Go, and said whatever idiocy you have in mind.’ He chuckled.

‘That’s not a idiocy! You may be “an American treasure” but you’re mine first. All those girls needs to know that. They were a little too excited for my taste on Twitter. But I did adored them when they roasted the ‘La La Land’ guys: some of the tweets made me crying of laughter’.

‘(Y/N) that’s mean! Ahaha but they do are amazing.. They have a great maestro.’  he hair-flipped and the both of you laughed.

‘Ready to come back home?We are super thrilled to see you.’

‘I can only imagine.’ He interlacing his fingers with yours and going towards the doors.

‘I don’t think you can..’ you winked.

‘What do yo me-’ he couldn’t end the phrase when all your friends popped out.

‘SURPRISEEE!!’ they screamed.

‘Oh shit!! Guys, you’re here.’ He was seriously surprised: you made your friends flew all the way to England to spend few days with you.

‘(Y/N), you are really the best at everything!!’ he spun you in the air after greeting everyone.

You laughed and you couldn’t be more happy for making him so happy.

‘She is the best at surprises!!’ one of your friends said winking.

‘So you told them and not me?’ he said in the heat of the moment.

Everything went silent.

‘WHAT DID YOU SAY?’ you said shocked.

‘Fuck. Nothing, honey. I said nothing.’ He said trying to change subject.

‘Lin, how did you know it?’ you said with a disappointed tone.

‘Man, how in hell did you do it? I’m her best friend and I took two days for me to find out!!’ one of the girls said.

‘And I thought my acting skills were improving.’ You were desolated.

‘Hon, they did improved. I had just few hints. Nothing too important.’ He said gesturing with a hand.

‘No, now I want to know what I did wrong.’ You crossed your arms pouting.

A choir of ‘yeah’ ‘spit it out, Miranda.’ filled the air.

‘Well there were three things: first of all, I discovered our bathroom has very thin walls. I heard you screaming, quoting  “shit, shit, mangoes, shit, I can’t tell him before the fucking Oscars, shit, shit, shit” or something  very similar.’

‘So you knew straight from the beginning and let me made a fool of myself?’ you punched him in the arm kinda angry.

Your friends shushed  you to  listen to the rest of the story.

‘Then you I found some wraps from mango-flavored sweets in the hoodie I borrowed you.’

You friends started booing you and calling you out for being a walking mess.

‘And the third hint?’ one of the boys asked.

‘It’s nothing. Really, let’s go home. The babysitter must be waiting for us.’

‘Nope, honey. I need to know. Besides the girls are with your and my parents. Yep, I made them come here too.’ You said sighing.

‘Ok .But you- he pointed towards you- have to promise to not get angry and you- pointing towards the group of people- don’t have to laugh.’

All of you said okay.

‘One day you were at work they asked me why “mummy keeps saying mangoes”…’

Everyone started laughing.

‘Those two little traitors!!’ you laughed ‘And I’m making another one. Man, I hope it’s a boy. Maybe I can corrupt him.’

The laughs became even lauder.

‘I’m pretty sure I’m destined to be surrounded by women, honey.’

 What to say? As always, he was right.