#80sau

[rebelw1thacause]

@acrxmxnal​

Christmas was coming up and, for Jasmine, that meant going back home with her grandpa.  Being back in Texas at one of her father’s show off parties disguised as a Christmas celebration.  Having to be stuck at her father’s side and smile, pretending that their family was perfect and, after everyone left, the masks would come off.  More importantly, it would mean being away from John and leaving him alone for the holidays.  Which was all the more reason they were in the penthouse suite of the five-star hotel her father advertised for.  All it took was one mention of Darren’s name and they automatically got this room for free.  Jasmine had even brought her presents for John and put them near a small planted pine tree she put in the room (it was the best she could do since getting an actual tree was close to impossible).

Now Jasmine was in her pajamas making coffee for the two of them.  She poured John his coffee and placed it right in front of him with a smile.

“Morning, baby,” she said with a smile.  “I made your coffee just the way you like it.”

[thequeenyautja]

[Undercover/80′s AU] 

On one of Wraith’s first undercover missions, her cover is blown, and she has to run like hell before everything goes sideways.

[rubyscout]

@thecrxmxnal asked:

Home room, early morning, John walks up to Shawn, seeing where he was seated, he wanted it, his arm flails at him in order to try and get him to shift.

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Shawn was just sitting in his seat, head propped up on his hand and wearing a tired expression. He was letting his mind run wild with nonsense until those thoughts were broken by a flailing arm.

Narrowing his eyes, he glares up at the owner of said arm.

"Can I help you?" He said, trying not to sound too cranky.

[crimson-warrior]

He's just.....staring mid sip of his coffee as he watches Bender run his mouth.

[chasinjason]

Once again, much to the teachers annoyance, Bender was sitting out Gym, in fact he out right hadn't turned up in the hall and had remained in the locker room dwindling his thumbs, nothing more embarrassing than running round a sports hall with a stonk on. Best to wait it out.

Brody had the rare privilege to get to skip early after an errant basketball attack bloodied up his nose. With a paper towel over his nose, he noticed the loner looked particularly flustered. "Ey." He sat next to Bender. "You alright?"

[manicmechtech]

(80sAU) *is attaching a mannequin hand to the end of a robot arm*

"Ah! A fellow roboticist I see!"

Shawn's classmate peeked over his shoulder, which required the very short girl to stand on her toes. She was clueless as to any discomfort she might cause him by pressing her body flush against his back. Especially when she had never even spoken to him before.

"So whatcha got there pal, an automatic slapping machine?"

She reached over him and poked the somewhat off-putting mannequin hand.

"Creeeeepy."

[dememarquette]

[mumblingelf]

80′s AU “Alien Sex Fiend” inspired Keith Kogane. 

There is so much more fanart of this fanfic to come. 

Also, if you’re a Sheith fan, an 80′s punk fan, and a fan of freakin excellently written fanfics: http://archiveofourown.org/works/7473567/chapters/16983552 Here you go. You’re welcome. (Please read the warnings in case you don’t like anything. I’m sharing because I love the idea of this AU. I love the way it’s written. I love the story. I love the way the characters are represented and represented correctly! I just love this story and I can’t not share it.)