#im very heated about Flynn

[flashbang-througthe-door]

Hahaha, thank you Sam

This question is easy there is four five six

Nov, but I know he still will not get any type of hint from that, maybe I'll have Price punch later

Sweets, that little rabies vermin not only did he stabs his brother in the back he stabbed the 141 in the back

Oh my precious little German baby boy, Sonny Walton ima punch a hole through you for your stupid choice of going back to your home town because that was just stupid

Dva Smirnoff, obession will be the death of him

Justice, because why the hell did he trust Kazimir Zykov, like come on Justice your not stupid

And Flynn a FNAF oc, look he deserves it a promise... because holy hell man, first off why in the blue HELL did you trust William, you should have trusted Henry, secondly I'll be the first one to admit spring lock failure and almost dying not your fault that was William but to accept the apology that was just stupid, oh and then final frosting on the cupcakes trusting finally trusting Henry Emily and get lit on fire in the process

If you could punch any one of your OCs in the face, which ONE would you pick?

HA. I love how you know my question-dodging tactics well enough to aggressively specify that I only get one.

I'm....yeah I'm still gonna break the rules lol.

There's two in particular in Whumping the Whumpers that I would GLADLY punch in the face. But you haven't met them yet so I have to default to someone you know...I'd for sure punch Elias. What a bitch.

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Okay, PLEASE keep this going. I desperately want to know what character of mine you'd punch in the face, or - even better - which of YOURS you'd punch in the face if you had the option.

Can....can I start a tag game with this??? I'm doing it. This is amazing.

Which of your characters would you punch in the face?

tagging: @distinctlywhumpthing @whumblr @sadistgalore @alittlewhump @brutal-nemesis @whump-me-all-night-long

[baroquebucky]

tiny marshmallows

a/n: i got this idea from a book i read a long time ago and i remembered this scene last night and i had to write it with bucky! let me know what u guys think <3 requests for marvel characters are open !

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Bucky was a puzzling person to say the least. No matter how hard you tried, you could never figure out where his head was at. When you thought you knew him and had him all figured out he would do a full 180 and you’d be back at square one. You both talked quite frequently, you would consider the super soldier a friend, but you weren’t sure if he would say the same.

You slipped on your raincoat and headed out the door, upset that the whole compound forgot to buy a box of hot chocolate, despite you definitely texting steve to add it to the list. You ran towards your car, getting your shoes wet and the bottom of your jeans slightly damp as you ran through a puddle.

After a couple of minutes you arrived at the grocery store, heading straight for the box of hot chocolate packets. As you grabbed the box you smiled to yourself and snatched a bag of tiny marshmallows as well. After braving the storm once more and running back to your car, your teeth were chattering and your hair was dripping.

As you arrived back to the compound you decided to hide the box and the marshmallows until the perfect occasion came, but you couldn’t wait that long. So instead you made sure to schedule a movie night in a couple of hours. That would give you time to shower change and make everyone a cup of hot chocolate. You smiled and sent out the message, going to your room to kill some time and change.

As the time for movie night neared you headed down to the main area of the compound to make the hot chocolate, lining up all the mugs and getting them ready. You put the tiny marshmallows in all of them, stopping at Buckys.

Would he like them? I mean yeah he would who doesn’t. Right? He’s so tough and such a hardass, you’d only seen him smile once when sam almosy fell off the roof doing a dare- that is not tiny marshmallow personality. You decided against it and as everyone trickled down from their rooms you handed them a mug, smiling as they all gave you a thank you and hugged you.

Bucky was the last one to come down, he almost walked past you but you noticed the glint of his metal arm as he walked past the lights.

“oh bucky! Here i made everyone hot chocolate” you spoke softly, handing him the mug with puppies on it. He felt his heart swell with adoration as your cheeks grew pink when you realized the mug you had given him.

“I didn’t realize- i mean there were no other ones left, i can go switch it out im sorry” you rambled, attempting to take back the puppy mug.

“no don’t worry i love it” he spoke softly and you smiled, you heart skipping a beat as you soaked in how charming he looked.

“okay” you breathed out softly, walking away biting your bottom lip to keep you from smiling too hard. As you grabbed your own mug, you placed it on the coffee table, going to stand infront of the screen to tell the team what they were about to watch.

“okay we are about to watch the best Disney princess movie, any guesses?” You spoke up, pointing at Sam who looked confident.

“frozen” he smirked and you shook your head, warning a gasp from him. You pointed at Steve who looked at you quizzically “mulan?” you shook your head once again, earning protests from Wanda and Natasha.

“I said movie not princess” you smirked, causing the women to nod and look at you approvingly.

“No more guesses? Cmon guys!” You smiled widely at everyone, excited to subject everyone to your favorite princess movie.

“tangled” you heard bucky whisper. Your whole body lit up and you ran to hug him without thinking twice.

“yes! Tangled! Prepare to watch poetic cinema and fall in love with Flynn rider” you spoke, squealing as you hit play and sat between Steve and Wanda.

“you got marshmallows?” bucky whispered to Sam looking from him own mug to his friends mug. “Yeah you didn’t?” He asked, looking at Buckys mug and noticing the lack of the fluffy sugar bombs.

Bucky frowned slightly, was he not to level for your tiny marshmallows? He shook the thoughts away as he saw you mouthing the words to the scene, smiling when you caught bucky staring at you. Bucky turned bright red and he was very thankful it was dark.

As the lantern scene came on bucky couldn’t help but look at you as you watched in awe. A small smile playing your lips as the couple on the screen sang.

The words rang through Bucky’s ears, his heart beating fast as he realized his feelings for you. While the rest of the team was falling in love with Flynn Rider singing, Bucky fell in love with you softly singing along.

As the movie continued Bucky grew more and more nervous. What the hell was he gonna do? You were one of the few people that Bucky actually was friends with, and now he’s gonna mess it all up because he has feelings for you.

Bucky excused himself from the movie, slipping out with his now empty mug, heading towards his room. He stopped at the kitchen, putting his mug in the sink and closing his eyes for a second to set his mind straight. Did he really like you or was his mind just playing tricks on him?

Since the moment he got to the compound you were sweet to him, always offering to help him, trying to coax him to do more things and live in the moment. You were always there for him, but he was too scared to fully let you in. Yet, there you were always trying to get in, knocking at the door of his heart.

“Bucky? Are you okay? You walked out of the movie” you spoke up, scaring the super soldier slightly as he jumped at the sudden voice in the silence.

“what? oh yeah I’m okay, just tired is all” he gave you a tight smile and you furrowed your brows at him, coming closer the the tall man.

“no you aren’t, i saw you tearing up and then smiling, that’s not what you do when you’re tired” you looked at him, scanning his whole body to check if he was okay physically before finally settling your gaze on his face. You took in the light stubble on his chin and cheeks, the crinkles by his eyes and the now slightly long hair that had grown out since his last haircut.

“i just need to think about some stuff, by myself” he spoke, avoiding your gaze. You felt your heart sink a little. Bucky never skipped your movie nights. Even when he had a mission where he had to leave at 4 a.m. Bucky stayed up until 2:30 a.m. watching Marley & Me and sniffling besides you.

“oh- I’ll leave you then” you spoke softly, turning on your heel and walking back to where everyone else wat he’d the movie intently. Bucky let out a sigh as he searched high and low for the tiny marshmallows, maybe you had run out of them.

As he opened the furthest cabinet and bent over he saw the small bag of the sweet stuff, his heart sinking as he closed it and went to his room.

The weather grew warmer and warmer as time passed and you had yet to make more hot chocolate since the last movie night a week ago. You and bucky had talked since the last encounter, you had brushed it off and gone back to your cheery self towards him, he kept to himself a little more.

It was around 1 in the morning when you realized how badly you wanted some hot chocolate. You quietly and quickly got out of your bed, slipping on some fuzzy socks and going down to the kitchen area, grabbing your marshmallows where you kept them hidden and a pack of instant hot chocolate. As you heated the milk up and watched your show on your phone you heard someone coming down the steps.

You lifted your attention from the screen and paused it, waiting to see who was to join you this late at night. You saw the familiar pair of sweats and smiled internally. Instinctively going to fix your head and checking your reflection to see how you looked.

“why are you up this late?” You questioned the metal armed soldier and he gave you a small smile.

“couldn’t sleep” he responded, looking at the mug you had on the counter and taking note of the milk in the microwave. “making hot chocolate?” You smiled at him and nodded.

“want some?” You asked, already reaching for a mug and another pack of hot chocolate.

“yeah sure why not” he looked at you softly as you grabbed milk out of the fridge, taking out your now warmed milk and pouring it in his mug. You glanced at the tiny marshmallows and thought about putting them in, once again deciding he was too tough for that.

“is it- can i-” Bucky sputtered, his cheeks heating up and he took a deep breath in and exhaled. “can i have some marshmallows? I really love them in hot chocolate” he spoke, pink dusting his cheeks and his ears growing extremely hot.

You blushed and a wide smile spread across your face. “of course! sorry i just never added them because- uh yeah” you cut yourself off, not wanting him to get mad at you.

“why? you can tell me i can keep a secret” he smiled and winked at you as you added a handful and then some of marshmallows to his cup.

“i just- i thought since you’re so intimidating you wouldn’t like something like tiny marshmallows” you mumbled, looking at the floor and trying to avoid his gaze at you.

Buckys heart sank for a second before he felt his chest swell with love for you. He smiled softly at the way you were fiddling with a ring on your finger and how you shifted your weight onto one leg.

“you think I’m intimidating?” Bucky asked, a small smile still playing upon his lips. You looked at him and nodded your head, looking for any sign of sadness or negative emotions.

“I mean it’s not like you’re the easiest person to warm up to, one time i said hi to you and a second later i heard your metal arm whir- i thought you were gonna beat me up” you looked at him, your brows furrowed as he continued to smile at you.

“doll i would never hurt you” he spoke, leaning down to whisper in your ear, “between me and you, you’re my favorite person in the compound” he smiled at you and you blushed, a shy smile covering your face as you looked up and into his blue eyes.

“had i known the best assassin in the world was into tiny marshmallows i would’ve never taken him seriously” you joked, adding more marshmallows to his cup, an attempt to make up for the ones you hadn’t given him before.

As time passed you and bucky grew closer, sharing cups of hot chocolate, full to the brim with tiny marshmallows. The two of you sitting on the roof, your legs swinging off the side of the building while bucky held you tightly, making sure you didn’t fall.

Bucky liked you, so so so much. That’s why he was freezing his ass off on the roof, looking at the stars and the tree line behind the compound with you. That’s why he always made sure there was instant hot chocolate in the compound. That’s why he always made sure that before you walked into the training room he had his muscles flexed.

That’s why he put his mug down and looked at you, taking in a deep breath and trying to stop himself from backing out of this.

“y/n” he began, you turned to face him, smiling at him as he began to talk. “listen I’ve had a crush on you for so long, i didn’t know how deep i was in until that night that we watched tangled. I knew i liked you but it’s so much more than that, i wanna soend all my time with you, i wanna know the little things about you and i want you to know that about me” he paused, searching your face for any sign that he should stop. “I wanna make sure you know that i love tiny marshmallows, and i want to be disgustingly soft with you and-” you leaned in and kissed him, cutting him off.

He pulled back and smiled at you, looking into your eyes, confused but happy. He leaned back in, kissing your lips while his hand rested on the back of your neck. You both smiled into the kiss, laughing when you both pulled away with red faces.

“you were rambling. Figured I’d save you some time and just show you how i felt” you whispered, the two of you still close enough that he could hear you. He nodded and closed his eyes, screwing them shut while he grinned widely.

“does this mean you’ll be my girl?” he asked and you nodded.

“of course you fucking softie” you laughed, biting your bottom lip before throwing your arms around him and burying your face into the crook of his neck.

[eventidedaydreamer]

What is everybody's strengths and weaknesses in your Bendy Au?

:) oh >:) okay

Joey Drew: 

Strengths 

he knows a lot of things, 

Intelligence

he can be very charming and can win people over easily, 

he’s the kind of person that you immediately like when you meet him, 

he knows how to leave a good impression.

If you actually get to know him he can be very bubbly and excitable.

Weaknesses 

he can’t read people, 

he’s brain smart but he isn’t emotionally smart, 

he doesn’t get it when someone shows emotions in a way he isn’t familiar with. 

He lashes out when he’s reminded of unpleasant things.

He knows how to turn everyone into ink creatures through sacrifice but he doesn’t stop to think if he should.

His coping mechanisms are not very healthy

Jealousy, clingy, its hard for him to consider that people can have more than one friend

Henry Stein:

Strengths 

He’s very tough (have you seen how much he falls?? and he’s OLD) 

Probably broke some bones when he was a kid so now he has stronger bones. 

He can handle a LOT of pain, 

he’s cool under stress and pressure, 

he’s a hard worker and a very talented artist.

He has a good memory

Weaknesses 

He has trouble expressing himself 

He’s a people pleaser and has a hard time saying no (something he’s worked on and is better about after he met his wife), 

He underreacts to things and overthinks a lot (overthinking is another thing he got better with after he met Linda)

Wally Franks:

Strengths 

One of the FRIENDLIEST people you will ever meet, 

and hes really really funny

He somehow knows everyone’s name even if he only met them once three years ago, 

It’s like he’s living life at a different speed because it seems like he spent the whole day with you but he also had time to see ten other people the same day?? 

He seems innocent and as if his perfect bubble of the world would pop if you mentioned something upsetting but the reality is he’ll listen to anything you need to get out and then give really good advice followed up with his usual humor.

He trusts that there is good in everyone and gives people second chances

Weaknesses 

He does really stupid things a lot

He’ll connect pipes wrong, resulting in later damage and messes

He’s always getting himself hurt, jumping too many stairs at once, making someone really angry and running for his life (Sammy’s the main one that’ll actually chase him down)

It’s like he has no sense of self-preservation 

(HOW IS HE NOT DEAD?!)

He is really trusting and some people take advantage of that

He opens himself up to everyone and forgives a little too easily

Sammy Lawrence:

Strengths

He knows how to stick up for himself and others

Hardworking

He is damn good at his job and won’t let you forget it

Sarcastic

Honest

Mature

He can hear the music as he’s writing it, feel it in his head when he sees sheet music

Very independent 

If he considers you a friend, he will go to extremes to get back at anyone that hurts you (Just ask Jack, he’s been friends with him the longest!)

It is unknown how many instruments Sammy can play, the band make guesses all the time and Jack is asked on a weekly basis but refuses to comment

its an ongoing discussion 

Determination, he’s the only one that will actually chase Wally til he catches him

Weaknesses

He’s angry almost constantly

The glass is half empty

Doesn’t hold back snide remarks (but if the remark is about music in some way you better listen there’s advice hidden somewhere)

Yelling, but it’s mostly just a very loud “WALLY FRANKS!” followed by running footsteps and Wally’s giddy laughter

I N S O M N I A C

constantly has bags under his eyes

A Perfectionist, Only the best can come from the office of Sammy Lawrence even if he forgets to eat while doing so

yeah thats another thing, he forgets about things like eating, sleeping, ya know, human things

He’s intimidating, the string of constant negativity doesn’t make many friends

Workaholic 

He’s become dependent on the few friends he has to break him out of his  work until its done mode and remind him to eat and sleep (Jack, Wally, Norman and Susie a little.)

because :) it would be a shame :) if one of them :)  went missing :) huh?

Susie Campbell:

Strengths

Hopeful and optimistic

Friendly

She has a really pretty face, shes really pretty in general

she gets a lot of attention because of it

shes tougher than she looks and uses it to her advantage

she is really clever

Flirty and a romantic 

an exciting storyteller, she can make a trip to the refrigerator sound interesting

Weaknesses

Possessive

she wants to hear all the gossip until its about her

is really jealous of the smallest things

she may seem like a little innocent flower but she’s the thorniest rose in the garden and you are growing a little too close to her

Alice Angel means everything to her, its the best way to distract her from anything else :)

the second best way is to mention her star-shaped birthmark/freckle

Norman Polk:

Strengths

Observant 

He’s very good at guessing things correctly

He seems to know something about everything and everyone

A really great listener

He also just has good hearing in general, easily eavesdrops 

Physically strong, he can lift anyone with ease

Wise and careful

he has some pretty sound advice in him if you ask for any

has a very good control on his temper and is calm and cool even in heated arguments or dangerous situations

a good people reader

is very understanding

Weaknesses

He’s scary, just how he likes it

People get the wrong ideas about him (He’s just sitting there! Is he watching me?)

to be fair, he might be

He doesn’t attempt to get to know people unless he sees a reason to

gets into other peoples business 

He’s always lookin’ for trouble

too curious for his own good

doesn’t talk about his feelings

Jack Fain:

Strengths

He’s so good at rhyming that he does it subconsciously on a regular basis

Creative

Empathetic

He’s not afraid to show emotion

Forgiving

Generosity

Gentle and soft

Humble

Patient

Selfless

Weaknesses

He can be really emotional a lot of the time

He spaces out a lot

he can seem like a crybaby

Doesn’t take credit for things he should

Lies about how he really feels to make other people comfortable, he doesn’t want to be a bother

puts himself down to make other people look better

Really shy

doesn’t stick up for himself

too passive

worries a lot

Johnny:

Strengths

He really loves his job

He’s a romantic at heart

very sweet and considerate

Loyal and devoted

Sees the best in people

Weaknesses

He falls in love way too easily

ignores flaws even when they’re concerning

can easily become an emotional mess

fears being rejected more than anything else (bro just love him he’s too sweet)

Shawn Flynn:

Strengths

He’ll tell someone off when they’ve done something wrong

believes in karma and justice

likes sewing while he’s talking/doing something else

really good at multitasking

Luck of the Irish

like he misses getting injured by mere inches

this makes him the perfect Go and Do Something Stupid companion with Wally

He’s really proud of his heritage and his work

Weaknesses

Shouts a lot

He can be too prideful and overconfident

isn’t into mercy or forgiveness 

can and will turn anything into a rivalry if its the last thing he does!!

the downside to being his friend is that its dangerous to hug him because he puts needles through his clothes so he can find them later

he says its built in protection

and Wally says ow

Thomas Connor:

Strengths

He’s been good with anything technical since he was little and only got better at it with age 

Honorable

Hardworking

Mature

Weaknesses

He believes in a one strike and you’re out ideal, leaving him to not trust some genuinely nice people (but he also doesn’t trust some questionable people so he sees it as justifiable)

Reserved, doesn’t attempt to get to know anyone

he can work too hard

Pessimistic

Allison Pendle:

Strengths

Boy can she give an inspirational speech

She’s very generous

Brave 

Levelheaded

She’s a lot stronger than she looks

you should hear her belt out a song

Weaknesses

prefers to fix other peoples problems rather than deal with her own

she’s really competitive 

she gets herself hurt a lot

can be a little too fierce

Grant Cohen:

Strengths

Math, he’s good at math

he was like yeah i can do numbers I’ll be an accountant! (bro im sorry u got Joey as a boss)

He’s a good singer (which seems random unless you know)

Weaknesses

A N X I E T Y

really cannot talk to anyone

his words get all jumbled up

if he had the internet he’d constantly be searching things like, how to explain to your boss that his decisions are putting the company in dept? how do you stand up to your boss?

has bad panic attacks

Bertrum Piedmont:

Strengths

He’s super confidant

Not afraid to get his hands dirty

Even though he almost always is dressed up nice

He makes sure he looks presentable

He acts like a dad to people he likes

Cultured

Very determined 

He can and will do anything out of spite and you can’t stop him because that will only give him more reason to

Weaknesses

Really prideful, gets offended over little things

is pretty arrogant as well

it’s really hard for him to change his mind after he’s made a decision 

refuses to lose, even if it’s really obvious that he has

he can be condescending 

doesn’t like or participate in humor, he’s always deadly serious

He can be over dramatic a lot

Lacie Benton:

Strengths

nothing seems to surprise her

calm and chill

a really good listener, the kind that you know can keep a secret

doesn’t take herself too seriously or anyone, (Bertrum finds her company to be one of his favorites after he figures that out)

shE WEARS WHATEVER SHE WANTS BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT YOUR OPINION SHE JUST LIKES WEARING PANTS

Weaknesses

stays quiet about important things, she ain’t no snitch, who cares if she witnessed someone stealing something

Super apathetic about life

kinda isolated (Norman says hi)

Lazy but only because she can do it really fast and well so you can wait for her

Linda Stein:

Strengths

It’s a good thing she’s so confidant else Henry would have just looked at this pretty lady and never introduced himself

shes like really good at gardening, talk about a green thumb!

Affectionate 

knows when to be gentle and when someone needs tough love

and shes good at distributing both

shes so brave

Eager and excited easily

super patient 

Understanding

Weaknesses

she can come off as too forward and a little too fast

can get a little frazzled

Forgetful (Henry helps with that)

she doesn’t want to invade anyone’s boundaries but doesn’t ask what they are so its a tug of war within her

Sorry this took so long, I wanted to really think about it and do it justice! :D

[aliasimagines]

for the ships! some things about myself im an ambivert my vibe is pretty easy going- like im chill and nice to talk to i think I’m very understanding but I do have rbf which sucks. I have black hair that’s in braids- im black— uh I’m an extremely goofy person- I will only take things seriously when it’s absolutely necessary and that works in my favor sometimes but other times it’s a curse! (1/2 ky 🧸🧍🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️)

and I’m a dancer! so I have a somewhat petite body shape and I’m pretty flexible and I don’t know if you want my name but it’s Ky (lmao) and the fandom I’d like to request for is Julie and the phantoms with Luke and a confession of feelings- like at a football player luke au if that’s okay! (2/2 ky 🧸🧍🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️)

Hello there, Ky!! You kinda..self shipped yourself there? Anyways..

I ship you with Luke! (as requested xd)

I feel like the two of you would be inseparable and would always get into trouble together. Like don’t get me wrong you are couple goals and everything but since you are such an easy going person you would quickly agree to any stupid or random idea witch woul end up in either Alex or Julie scolding the two of you for.

the dabble:

You walk out of dance class with Julie and Flynn. All three of you have a free period next so you decided to go sit on the bleachers to get some rest and peace after the tiring dance. Neither of you thought that the football team would be practicing at the same time. 

But not only did they have practice...they were running laps and thanks to the hot weather a lot of the boys decided to get rid of their shirts much to Flynn’s liking.

“Oo yeah, what a sight!” she exclaimed, taking a seat. You however felt your cheeks heat up when your eyes landed on your crush, aka Luke Patterson star player of the Los Feliz High School. Of course the girls noticed you becoming all flustered and trying to look anywhere but where the half naked boy was standing.

“Girl, go talk to him!”

“What? He is literally having a football practice right now. I cannot talk to him.” you shout a bit louder than intended. Julie rolls her eyes.

“You know what I mean, Y/N! Luke is a dork, I don’t know why you feel so intimidated by him.”

“That is easy for you to say! You have known him since forever.” you whine, still trying your best to avoid looking at Luke. 

“Exactly! And that is why I know he won’t shoo you away. I swear that boy has heart-eyes for you!” Julie says. The girl grew up being close to Luke, they bonded over their love for music and they still hang out often despite Luke being really busy with football. Julie knows Luke, and she noticed his puppy eyes following you everywhere when you weren’t looking and honestly she was kinda getting tired of listening to both of you pinning for each other. 

You shook your head, thinking there's no way Luke would like you back. Flynn chose this moment to start spilling all the tea she gathered during the day, saving you from Julie. 

The free period passed, and you all got up to go to your next classes. You passed Alex and Reggie as they both were waiting for Luke. They waved and you greeted them with a small smile. Alex saw their brunette friend jogg towards them and he called you over with.

“Hey Y/N, got a moment?”

“Sure, what’s up Alex?” you wave at the girls that you’ll go after them in a minute. 

“Well I just wanted to ask you about that really amazing essay you wrote for literature, you know and- Ah, Luke! Your practice is over! What a great timing, Y/N is here! You told me you wanted to talk to her about that..what was it..chemistry? Well, Reggie and I were just about to go so we’ll leave you to it. Bye,dude!” and with that the blond boy stood up and dragged Reggie away with himself. You slowly turned around to look at the boy.

Luke looked like a deer caught in the headlights. 

“So uhm...was it a good practice?” you ask, immediately cringing at your own words and mentally facepalming yourself.Luke awkwardly shifted his weight from one leg to another.

“Yeah,yeah, sure. It was great..I uhm, I noticed you guys were watching?” he asks and just like you he wishes he could bury himself right on spot.”That..sounded somewhat creepy, you know what this is awkward I should just-I'll go” and he started to walk away leaving you all shocked and confused but he only got a few steps far before turning back.

“Damn, nope, I CAN do this… here goes nothing- Y/Nilikeyou.” Luke blurted out. It took a second for your brain to progress the words that just left his mouth. Did he say he liked you? 

“Luke I- are you for real?”

He reaches to scratch the back of his neck.

“Yeah, for real.It is okay if you don’t-”

“No! I do! I do like you too.”

He jumps up in excitement.

“Really?? Oh my gosh.” he opens his arms to hug you before realising he is still covered in sweat from running. “I should probably clean myself up before hugging you..”

“You do that and I’ll wait for you, allright?”

He smiles and winks at you before rushing away to the locker room. You look after him with a fond smile when you hear a loud cheering. You turn around to see Flyn, Julie, Alex and Reggie.

“About damn time you two stupid lovesick puppies!”

Hope you like it

[phoenixfeatherquill]

Chaos Theory

AN: I guess I’m writing Timeless fic now.  Sigh.  My take on what may have happened when she spent the night with Flynn.

“You’re attracted to chaos.” 

 Lucy’s eyes narrowed. The vodka burned as she swallowed slowly, enjoying the exquisite pain. A year ago, the drink would’ve made her eyes sting and her throat close, but nowadays…since her sister’s disappearance…since Wyatt’s wife returned from the dead…she was growing accustomed to the pain. 

Flynn watched her, perhaps expecting an angry retort. She did not give him that satisfaction, merely asked, “How do you figure?” 

He opened his mouth to respond and she quickly interjected, “You better not quote from that damn journal.” 

Flynn chuckled. His glass of vodka was still half-full, an unacceptable imbalance. She frowned and leaned over to pour him more. He watched her actions in utter fascination and she avoided staring directly into his eyes. She used to hate those awful, penetrating green eyes. Snake eyes. Hypnotic, intense, disturbing. She already didn’t like that he knew so much about her from the journal, it was even more disconcerting that his unsettling snake eyes seemed to read her expressions just as well. 

“From the beginning,” Flynn’s hands tapped the glass musingly. “Wyatt had only one thing on his mind when he discovered the time machine. His wife. He was desperate to get her back. Would stop at nothing. And who could blame him?” 

It struck Lucy that Flynn and Wyatt had a great deal more in common than Wyatt liked to admit. Flynn, however, seemed perfectly comfortable with their parallels. 

“He told me he wanted to move on,” Lucy murmured, pouring herself another glass. She flinched at Flynn’s snort. 

“You knew there would be no moving on,” Flynn pointed out. “You were attracted to his chaos. The unattainable burden, the longing for something that could never truly be yours. You like the chaos, Lucy. Even when it cuts you down.” 

“I don’t buy it,” Lucy informed him. “I’ve spent my life trying to have control. Why would I be attracted to something I couldn’t control?” 

He took a thoughtful sip of vodka and they sat in silence for a moment. They’d be running low on drinks in a moment. She ought to wander off to the rec room to get more…perhaps she could send Flynn. If she heard Wyatt and Jessica through the walls again, she wasn’t sure how she’d react. 

“Where there is control,” Flynn spoke suddenly. “There is no passion. And you…crave passion, despite all the neat little ordered boxes you’ve placed around you.” 

Lucy didn’t entirely know how to respond to this. She took another gulp of vodka and mulled over his words. 

“Anyway,” Flynn said smoothly, readjusting himself on his chair. “Even if Jessica hadn’t returned—I doubt you and Wyatt would have lasted.” 

Lucy choked. “Oh yeah? And why’s that?” 

“He is too predictable. You would’ve gotten bored.” 

“And who would’ve been better for me?” Alcohol buzzed through her veins and she spoke the forbidden word. “You?” 

The sudden silence was deafening. She could feel the heat in her cheeks but she determinedly stared his snake eyes down, refusing to give an inch. She absolutely hated how she couldn’t read his expression, particularly when he seemed so good at reading hers. 

Flynn took his time to answer. He finished his drink and slowly set his glass down. 

“Hardly,” He said finally. “I would be terrible for you.” 

The tense silence broke and she let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. “You’re the one who said I was attracted to chaos. You’re the most chaotic person I know.” 

He smirked. “I didn’t deny an attraction. I simply said I would be a terrible man to be with.” 

“I never said I was attracted to you!” Lucy found herself at her feet. The room was spinning slightly and she wobbled as she stomped towards her. He half-rose, as though expecting her to fall over herself. 

“I didn’t come here for—whatever you think I came here for. I just came to drink, okay? So knock it off!” 

The amusement in his eyes was infuriating. “Knock what off?” 

“Acting like you know so much!” Lucy resisted the urge to stomp her foot like a child. “I’m not the Lucy in the journal! You have no idea who or what I’m attracted to and you don’t get to pick who I’m with!” 

“I know you’re not,” He said gently. “I apologize for offending you. You’ve had a hard night. I shouldn’t tease.” 

She glanced at his clock. 2:37AM. What was that sitcom that said nothing good happened after 2AM? She couldn’t remember, the vodka was making everything hazy. She knew her night would be patchy and disjointed in the morning, like an unfinished puzzle. The knowledge of this, however, made her feel particularly reckless. 

Lucy took a step—backwards or forwards, she wasn’t particularly sure. But she tripped, naturally, and immediately Flynn was up like a shot, steadying her. He led her to his bed and sat her down carefully. 

“Shall I return you to your room?” He asked and she tried not to look into his snake eyes. Too glittering, too enchanting, she was losing all sense of self… 

“No.” 

The certainty in her voice gave him pause. He seemed a little startled at this turn of events. 

She scooted over a little. “Sit.” 

His eyes flicked over towards the rumpled bedsheets. “Perhaps I should…” 

“Sit,” Lucy commanded. “Two shots left in this bottle.” She waved it tantalizingly. 

Flynn sat gingerly, giving her a wide berth. But she was past the point of caring. She poured him a glass and swigged the remainder. 

 “One more drink,” She told him and pointed at his glass. 

 “And then you’ll go to bed?” 

Lucy nodded. She felt as though she were floating like a ghost, like she was watching herself do vodka shots with the man who shot Lincoln. Amusingly enough, the terrorist seemed both amused and uncomfortable with how the night was turning out. 

Still, he finished off his last drink obediently. Lucy stood up from the bed to take his glass. 

“What are you doing?” Flynn complained. “You said you’d go to bed.” 

“I am,” Lucy said with great dignity. “Clean up first. I will not be accused of trashing your room.” 

She promptly tripped on an empty bottle and fell backwards into Flynn. She expected him to shove her off his lap, but instead, he froze. 

Lucy looked up at him curiously. She caught his gaze and wondered how long he would allow her to remain on his lap. 

“You’re drunk,” He said very softly. “I’ve never seen you drunk.” 

She poked his chin. “I’ve never seen you drunk.” 

“You have. But not yet.” 

Stupid, stupid, time loop. She scowled and poked his chin again. “Do you want me to get off you?” 

He hesitated. Interesting. A wave of recklessness that only vodka could supply swept over Lucy. She traced the outline of his chin and watched with interest as his green eyes darkened a shade. This was the first time she thought she could read his expression. 

“Yes,” Flynn said finally, though he made no move to extricate her from his lap. 

“Took too long to answer. Now I’m comfortable.” 

He exhaled noisily and she smirked. There seemed to be an intense conflict of interests warring across his features and she rather wanted to know how it would play out. 

“Lucy,” Flynn growled. “Do not—do not tempt me.” 

At that, she pulled down his collar and kissed him. 

You’re attracted to chaos. His words rang through her mind as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She had shocked him and it pleased her. He thought he knew everything about her, didn’t he? But he hadn’t seen this coming. 

His lips remained firmly closed. It was a little like kissing a statue. Undeterred, she kissed him again, gently massaging his lower lip with her tongue. This seemed to break whatever resolve he had and he finally gave way, allowing her to explore the taste of him. Smoke and vodka, something sweet…like cinnamon. 

He pulled her closer to him and she moved in harmony, until she was straddling him. His fingers twitched against her back and she threaded her fingers through his dark hair, marveling a little at its softness. She liked the way he growled a bit when she kissed him and she tugged impatiently as his sweater, slipping her hands underneath. 

“No, no, no.” He broke away from her and to her delight he was flushed and his green eyes almost looked black. “No. Go to sleep, Lucy. I’ll take you back to your room.” 

“I don’t want to go back to my room.” The idea of her cold, lonely bunker was intolerable. 

“Fine. You can sleep here.” 

He lifted her up like a child and lay her down gently. Exhaustion was overcoming desire now, and she allowed him to tuck her in and only mumbled a little in displeasure. 

“Go to sleep,” His voice was raspy. 

She sighed impatiently. 

“Not like this, Lucy. Not with you intoxicated. Go to sleep.” 

Lucy wondered if she’d remember this adventure in the morning. It was her last thought before she fell asleep.

[dirtyscholar]

honestly this is a salty post (so be forewarned) because I’m salty and I know, I KNOW SUSAN YOU DON’T HAVE TO TELL ME, that this rarepair is dead and me and my ~1~ friend on tunglr.gov are the only people who still ship it, but----- yall remember when Eve had someone who worshiped her? From almost the very first moment they met- he thought she was the most incredible person (hell of a woman) he’d encountered in all his years? The most brilliant person, (quite a detective), despite his own brilliance? A man who died for her despite losing her love? A man who was flawed, but would literally do anything for her despite his own natural inclination to look out for himself? 

if you think I’m talking about Flynn DING DONG YOU ARE WRONG i miss my boy Moriarty and how he valued Eve the way her stunning, talented, strong, empathetic, beautiful goddess self SHOULD BE valued, and how he would have done anything to deserve her/be the man she wanted/CHANGE HIMSELF and never would have be a “runner” and run from her. (ESPECIALLY MULTIPLE TIMES!!!!!!) it is only by MAGIC and the grace of EVERY GOD KNOWN TO MANKIND that the nutball, spastic, talks-over-everyone, grandpa clothes wearing Flynn got aN ANGEL LIKE EVE---  and he doesn’t seem to fucking realize this and appreciate that fact everyday!! (unlike someone would) and yknow I was resigned to their relationship by the end of season three as long as she was happy. BUT HTIS LATEST BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!

OH BOY

OH MAN

OH SWEET JIBBITY JESUS

IT REALLY SKIVVIES MY JIMMIES MAN!!!!

AND I’M DONE!! I’M DONE ACCEPTING FLYNN’S SHIT IN REGARDS TO EVE!!! BECAUSE HE’S GONE TOO FAR THIS TIME!!!! I don’t usually put this stuff in the tags because I don’t like starting drama but you guys I’m so heated!!! I’m so angry for her and at him!!! How dare he do my wife that way. How dare he make her cry and hurt and think his issues are her fault.

and even if James never comes back, and they never get together (wHICH YES SUSAN I GOT IT, IF IT HASN’T HAPPENED YET IT NEVER WILL I GOT IT GET OFF MY BLOG!!11!!) I never want her together with Flynn again and will accept her with LITERALLY ANYONE ELSE (A GAY BUDDY FROM THE OLD ARMY DAYS MAYHAPS PLEASE AND THANK) (or better yet Nicole because wouldn’t that be poetic irony and also their episode together was verra gay so halfway there already) because he doesn’t EVER deserve to have her back and I will personally kick every single one of the writer’s asses if they write her taking him back.

okay im done now thanks for listening to my shitty, ranty TED talk please yell about this in the comments if you wish i’d love to yell more with you

[roachfurby]

i was tagged by @i-nquisitor!! thank you so much!

Which BTS song means the most to you? whomst

How do you feel about astrology? I like the idea of astrology, but I don’t know that i really believe in it

Do you think ghosts exist? god i hope they do. when i die i want to be a ghost, so if they dont my whole life-retirement plan is fucked

What’s your favorite instrument? Piano! im biased bc I play it. I used to play clarinet in school as well, but my asthma made it hard to play and impossible to march, so i gave up. Didn’t like having the trumpet section bellowing directly into my ears much either lmao

Who was the last person to make you really smile? do fictional characters count?? bc dorian pavus is the light of my life and im doing his romance again

What do you do when you feel vulnerable? Get under my heated blanket and either sleep, read, or daydream. Usually daydream though, considering maladaptive daydreaming is a thing that i have and use as a coping mechanism

What is the last dream you had? You know that post i made about being a Worm Cop?? this one

Are you a nature person? Very, although I hardly ever have the chance to actually go out into nature bc of where i live. I’ll just have to be satisfied with photos for now

What’s your favorite thing to do to relieve stress? Play dragon age and/or design new characters! i have so many fictional children that I’ve got a binder full of character sheets for them.

Do you have any other blogs you’d like people to check out?

Not really. I plan on eventually starting a blog for my character aesthetics though!

Marvel, DC, or neither? I am a marvel man, though I really only care about the Avengers

What do you want out of 2018? I’d really like to overcome some of my social anxiety tbh?? it’s gotten worse since graduating and at this point i barely leave  my house :’/

Do you hold grudges? unfortunately

Who is your favorite Disney hero/heroine? I really like Flynn Rider. He’s the most relatable character thus far imho.

Do you consider yourself a positive person? Absolutely not

What is something you love that’s underrated? Is dragon age underrated??? I hardly ever see anyone outside of the fandom even mention it’s existence. I feel like it got overshadowed by The Elder Scrolls (which I also love, but I think I’m more attached to DA)

What is your dream job? Forensic Analyst, specifically working in a morgue. I’ve wanted to be one since I was 10!

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you? Somewhere in northeastern Washington or southwestern Canada, I think. Somewhere woodsy and kinda cold.

When was the last time you faced a fear and how did it go? Yesterday when I accepted a friend request from someone from one of my facebook groups. It went bad bc she started flirting with me immediately afterwards and idk how to say “I don’t want to talk to you and I’m deleting you from my friends list” in a nice friendly manner

Which would you prefer to read: poetry, fiction, or non-fiction? fiction! Specifically high fantasy!!

Where do you feel most at ease? the thing is that i don’t. i really do not feel at ease ever, anywhere. I am a spirit of stress and anxiety that was shoved into a flesh suit and told to try and act human