(of course you do. yet you do it anyway)

and here i bring you yet another kara/lena au that nobody asked for but that i’m sharing with y’all anyways because what else do i have to do with my life at 12:00 am.

  • james wins two tickets for the upcoming lakers game in national city but comes to find out that he can’t go because he has another important thing to do that night (i don’t know what thing exactly but the point is he can’t go), so he’s left with two tickets for the lakers and he’s not sure who to give them to, so of course he goes to kara: “i know you don’t like basketball, but seeing it live is such a different experience, you’ll enjoy it!”
  • problem is that kara doesn’t know who to ask to go with her, alex has a date night, winn is not going anywhere near a basketball stadium (highschool trauma), j’onn says he has no time for games. lena is one of her first options, but main reason she doesn’t want to ask her is fear of rejection. she’s a ceo! she probably has no interest in spending a friday night with her.
  • alex tells her she’s being ridiculous, lena’s her friend and she’ll enjoy spending time with her regardless of the activity, she pratically drives kara to l-corp so she can ask lena to go with her.
  • lena knows nothing about basketball, for a second she actually confuses it with beisball, but kara looks so cute and how can she say not to that face? so she agrees and kara pulls her into the biggest hug.
  • because lena has never, ever gone to a basketball game she shows up to kara’s apartment with a tight dress and high heels, her makeup on point as always and a big ass valentino black bag, meanwhile kara’s wearing jeans and a sweatshirt, maybe even a snapback if you want the complete Gay™ look.
  • lena is so confused the entire time, she watches as the players pass the ball to each other and hears the crowd roar when they make a triple. kara is no better, but she at least knows the basics because james explained them to her prior, so she gets into it after the first ten minutes, she claps with the audience, screams in chorus with the other people. she asks lena if she’s having fun, if she wants to leave but lena says no and kara probably buys her popcorn or something, popcorn that by the way kara ends up eating. 
  • halftime rolls in and lena takes the opportunity to answer all the messages that are unread on her phone, “i’m so sorry i swear i’ll only take a minute,” kara smiles and tells her to go ahead. 
  • lena is answering to one of her business partners when she hears kara choke on the popcorn and everyone around them whistling and clapping, so she turns to see what is wrong to find kara looking at the enormous screen in the middle of the stadium with a pink blush on her cheeks and wide eyes. the camera is focusing both of them with a heart around their silhouettes and “kiss cam!” written on pink letters just above their heads. 
  • everyone in the stadium starts cheering for them, “kiss! kiss! kiss!” over and over again, the damn camera doesn’t seem to find anybody else as interesting and though kara wants to laugh and write an enormous sign that reads that hey, they’re just friends! she catches the way lena’s heartbeat speeds up and how her breathing becomes uneven and okay, maybe a little kiss won’t hurt, after all they’ve become close after the recent events and what’s wrong with maybe platonically kissing your friend on the lips? a little peck and that’s it. 
  • however, once they turn around to look at each other kara notices just how green lena’s eyes are and how pale her skin looks and also how her red lips part to meet hers and when they finally kiss the screaming and whistling, all the noise around them disappears and kara can only focus on how soft lena’s is and how her lipstick tastes like strawberry and oh, god, when she feels her tongue caressing her bottom lip kara is sure she’s going to pass out. 
  • they’re both a little breathless when they break apart, a young lady sitting next to them gives kara a high five and then the second half of the game starts but kara can’t focus on anything anymore because she still tastes lena on her tongue and she realizes that shit, she wants to kiss her again. and again. and again. 
  • the lakers win by three points and lena’s driver is already waiting for them outside the stadium when the game ends, but the crowd is huge and she fears she’ll lose lena in the sea of people so she interwines their fingers together and walks them towards the exit ignoring the warmness that goes through her entire body at the feeling of lena’s hand against her own.
  • the car ride is kind of awkward, neither of them speak, they’re on each side of the car struggling on how to break the silence. lena sometimes catches kara looking and her and viceversa until it’s too much and kara blurts out: “i really liked it, the game. and also kissing you” and lena laughs before sheepishly nodding and saying “me too. i mean i liked kissing you, i didn’t understand the game at all.”
  • they make out until they get to kara’s apartmet. (。♥‿♥。)
  • before kara falls asleep she receives a message from lena that says “thank you, i had a great time.” with maybe a smiley face and two hearts and kara hides her face on her pillow.
  • the next morning when she wakes up and goes to work, everyone’s looking at her and whispering behind her back and kara’s afraid she might have a mustard stain on her white cardigan (it wouldn’t be the first time that happened). and then james sees her and before she can even say hello and ask what the hell is going on with everyone, he motions to the screens where a video of her and lena kissing is projecting, the entire internet has gone wild about it. the video that was originally uploaded to youtube has for title “lena luthor kisses cute stranger @ bball game.” kara wants to die on the spot.

I’M DYING. I’M CURRENTLY DYING. WHERE DO I EVEN START.

oh, wait, I know where : ANNA CLAPPING HER HANDS IN JOY BECAUSE SIS ELSA IS ABOUT TO DO SOME MAGIC

then they are HOLDING HAND when entering the castle OMFG KILL ME

of course we’ve all already fangirled about it, but… THE

NEW

DRESSES

it’s so dark-themed i do agree but STILL it’s so gorgeous and Anna’s suit is so simple yet so feminine and elegant and ELSA’S ONE OMFGGG I’M ON THE MOON RIGHT NOW IT’S AMAZING

then my icy baby having culpability omg Disney why, why me

LOOK AT THIS PRECIOUS CUPCAKE DON’T YOU WANNA HUG HER TIGHT

also that new trail

that new goddamn trail

soon it will be 25 miles long omfg ELSA YOU BOASTY NERD

THE FAMILY PORTRAIT

It reminds me so much of that scene in Once Upon a Time but anyway gotta hold my feels if I don’t wanna cry

also, do my lynx eyes of Frozen fangirl recognize a concept art that turned into a painting for this short ? HEHEHEH

back to Elsa having culpabilities HAHAHAHAAHA I’M GOING TO FUCKING DIE THIS FALL

but even if the short seems pretty dark, literally and psychologically, they are positive notes

like

KRISTOFF DOING A MANDOLIN SOLO YASSSS

Elsa and Anna and their snow baby

LOOK AT ‘EM

then Elsa being an adorable cupcake as usual

(THE ANIMATED ICE LOOKS GORGEOUS, I CAN’T WAIT TO HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES)

i’m going to cry my eyes out at that scene tho

look at that setting jfc

BUT MY TWO MAIN MOTIVATIONS and reasons I CAN’T wait to see the shot are :

1. it looks really hilarious (Olaf being a king in that) and adult oriented (the sauna joke) and LOOK AT THOSE TWO DORKS

2. SNOW SISTERS DUET I REPEAT SNOW SISTERS DUET

THEY

ARE

SINGING

TOGETHER

IN UNISON

me @ me : rest in fucking pieces

Frozen 2 is going to be so extra good

bonus : Anna learned to ice skate and they’re both doing figures jfc my soul reached heavens

Langst p1 (bc I plan on doing more of this)

Okay but, i hc Lance as a middle child in a big family (everyone does that but bear with me) so he is used to his feelings being overlooked.

But imagine he doesn’t have physical breakdowns around anyone, that he handles emotional stuff calmly. And he surpresses his emotions until he’s alone. I bet he likes to break things. Because you know it releases tension.

And he can do the scary parent stare. And sorry If my English is shitty.

Like: (i’m very sorry, but i’m trying to make it as bad as possible)

The mission went horrible. Completely and utterly horrible. And they were all angry and tired, some even more so.

“WHAT WERE THINKING PIDGE?? IT DOESN’T MATTER THAT YOUR LION CAN CAMOUFLATE! YOU DON’T JUST DO THAT!” Pidge was about to cry, they all saw that except Keith.

“Keith stop it! You can’t just scream at people like that!” Lance put himself between Keith and Pidge. Pidge shakily clenched her tiny fists in the back of his suit.

“WHAT DO YOU KNOW?YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING RIGHT! ALL YOU ALL DAY IS FLIRT AND COMPLAIN! YOU’RE USELESS I DON’T EVEN IMAGINE WHY THE BLUE LION CHOSE YOU AS HER PALADIN?? THERE ARE TONS OF PEOPLE THAT ARE BETTER THAN YOU OUT THERE!” Keith shouted. His eyes were dark with anger and he was trembling. “CAN’T YOU STOP TALKING FOR FIVE MINUTES? DO YOU REALLY HAVE FLIRT WITH EVERYTHING IN YOUR PATH ? WILL YOU EVER STOP BEING SO ANNOYING?”

The team was speechless. They didn’t know how to react. Not even Shiro. They were all gaping at the scene in front of them.

Lance’s eyes watered and sparkled. For a second he seemed to crumble, ready to break down crying. But his demeanor changed instantly. His posture straightened and his eyes dulled.

“I know i’m annoying and useless. But that doesn’t mean you’re allowed to vent your fury on me, or anyone in the team for that matter. You’re obviously distressed right now.” Lance voice is monotonous. And he is starimg right at Keith. He opened his mouth to say something, but Lance glared. “You are not going to intrerrupt when i’m speaking.” He snapped his mouth shut.“ Now you’re going to take a shower and then come back and appologise to Pidge.”

Keith was about to protest. “You are going to do as I said and I do not want to hear a word from you until you make up with Pidge.” There were obvious tears in Keith’s eyes but he nodded and left.

Than Lance turned to Pidge and crouched to her level. His whole expression softened. He put a hand on her cheek

“Hey, Pidge, don’t cry. I know Keith is mean, and I know you didn’t want to put any of us in danger. None of us blames you, not even Keith, even if he doesn’t know that yet. Okay?” He reassured her.

She put a hand on top of his. “Do you really feel like that?”

“Hm? Of course I don’t blame you.”

“No, i mean… Do you really feel like you’re useless?” She clarified. Lance smiled sadly.

“Yes, Pidge, i do. But right now we are focusing on you. Understood?”

“But-…”

“If I promise i’ll talk to you about it tomorrow will you drop it now?” Offered Lance. Pidge didn’t seem convinced but nodded anyway. “Good, now…” He stood up still holding Pidge’s face. He smiled ar the team and fixed them with a look. “ Go wash yourselves. It was a taxing a mission and we all could use some relaxation. Plus, we stink.”

They all scrambled to do as Lance said. Pidge not before hugging the life out of Lance.

Ahhh! Sorry for the long post! And i know Keith would NEVER do that!! Sorry!

Sakura Kiss // Cha Eunwoo

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the prompt: could you possibly write a Greek Mythology/Demigod AU with Eunwoo of Astro? Where like you’ve been cursed to live as a nature spirit (like a naiad or a nymph or something) and the only way to break it and become human again is to have a demigod kiss you~ In comes Cha Eunwoo, child of Athena (or you can pick a different god if you’d like!) who’s on a quest, part one of which is to receive a kiss from a nature spirit, which will supposedly grant him the power necessary to face some monster (which is part 2 of his quest)~ so he meets you, and thinks ah, perfect opportunity, and you see him and think ah, perfect opportunity~ And the two of you basically spend the next three days trying to be as seductive and flirtatious with each other as possible TRYING to get the other one to just kiss them already so they can move on with their lives??? Romantic tension, mostly comedy and fluff please~!!

words: 2768

category: percy jackson au + fluff

author note: i tweaked it a lil bit i hope you don’t mind bc i like how this turned out. also yes the title is the title song from ouran high school host club kiss kiss fall in love my friends

- destinee

Originally posted by silver-starboy

my lovely bby wow i love him so much

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Okay, so we all know that Jackson is a hardcore chocolate lover, his favourite being the Kinder Bueno, right? (Y’all watched that episode of Please Take Care Of My Refrigerator where there was a whole box, or maybe they were just multiple packets, of the Bueno chocolate, didn’t you) anyway, we have established that Jackson loves chocolate. So, what does JB do, he goes and says this on what he’ll do for his ‘girlfriend’:

And of course, ever inquisitive on anything JB does, Jackson asks:

But the clincher is the way JB stares at Jackson when he says:

and the smile… and when Jackson ask a question to clarify what it JB means, do you people see JB’s completely satisfied wide smile?!

Now, JB continues to smile while Jackson pouts (maybe he’s jealous that JB hasn’t done anything like that for him yet or something, I don’t know but what I do know is that Jackson is a very jealous person, JB himself said it once.)

Blood of my blood

*DISCLAIMER: A very fluffy Jonerys one-shot, 2314 words, Daenerys’ POV. I also take requests of all GoT ships, ‘cause I love everyone. Written for @joenerysiseverything, who is my princess.💖 A big thank you to: @blood-of-tha-dragon, @soiaf17, @sassydragonstudentblr, @wondergrayson, @nlrcissa  a.k.a the best reviewing stuff, love you girls to the moon and back.💖*

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loving backwards | myg

Originally posted by mimibtsghost

summary: yoongi thinks the best place to reconcile is the beach. (post-break up au)

• word count: 1.7k

• warnings: swearing

→ note: post-break up aus are literally all i’ve been reading as of late… oops. enjoy this little drabble!!


The twilight sky is the color of plums when Min Yoongi finally sees you again.

The beach is quiet, absent of the bodies commonly crowding its atmosphere. It is so still here in the evening that the sole sounds are the low, sweet whispers of waves caressing the shore. Water mindlessly creeps up the sand only to collect dainty seashells embedded within it. This soft white sand, of course, stretches endlessly along the beach until it disappears in the horizon. Deep violets and burnt oranges cascade across the heavens like paint thrown across canvas, a sunset crafted for moments like these. 

Its image is so outrageously exquisite he almost forgets that you, his ex-girlfriend, are sitting ever-so-casually on the sand directly next to him, fiddling with the string of an oversized hoodie and staring off into the ocean as though it could swallow the tension emanating painfully between the pair of you. 

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Spider-Boyfriend and Iron-Dad

Request: I just read your imagine of “Spider-boy” and was wondering if you could do a part 2 where Y/N of course, dates Peter anyway and Tony isn’t happy about it and she takes a stand for her relationship knowing Peter is too scared to do so?? Can it also be fluffy.

A/N: Ugh I love fluff, I love writing fluff, I love reading fluff, I just love soft fluffy stuff. Also this is really long my bad.

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“Meet you at eight then,” you confirmed with a giddy smile on your face. Ever since you started dating Peter your smile had yet to fade. He was just so sweet, and adorable. You were aware what boys your age could be like and after years of being hit on by the sons of your dad’s investors it felt good to just have an honest down to earth boy at your side.

“Who are you meeting at eight?” your dad’s voice startled you out of your thoughts.

“A friend,” you shrugged.

“What friend?”

“Mr. Stark, are you prying into your daughter’s personal life,” you said with mock surprise. Honestly, the only thing you were surprised about was that he hadn’t put it together that you were dating Peter. In his defense, he had been busy lately, but either way, old age was making him dull.

“I know it’s a boy.”

“Do you know that?” you countered.

“Of course it’s a boy, you’ve been walking around here grinning for a month. If it’s not a boy then I need you to give me what ever drug you’re taking. I could use it.”

“How do you know it’s a boy? It could be a girl.”

“Touche. Is it?”

“I’ll never tell. Besides, we’re just meeting to go see a movie. That’s it Dad. I’ll be home before you even pull out the hard liquor.”

“Ha ha. When am I going to meet this person?”

“If I can help it, never.”

His phone rang saving you from the rest of this conversation. You sighed and looked at your phone with small smile. Peter had texted you the address to the little restaurant the two of you were meeting at. Another notification on your phone alerted you to a Stark Expo happening soon… which meant having to deal with Tony’s investors. You huffed a sigh, if only Tony wasn’t so opposed to you dating Peter, you would gladly bring him along. Peter made every situation bearable. You’d go to a million expos, and galas if Peter was there with you.

“Dad!” you called as you got out of bed, if you were really lucky, you’d be able to weasel out of the expo. He was still on the phone of course so you waited, all the while thinking about what to wear tonight. There was no need to be super put together, Peter didn’t seem to care either way, and when you dressed your best it only made him more flustered, and while that was adorable to watch you figured he deserved a break.

“Okay, squirt, so tell me about this date of yours,” Tony demanded as he hung up. You ignored his demand and continued with your own agenda.

“I have a test to study for tomorrow, I can’t go to the Expo,” you lied, you did have things to study for but nothing that couldn’t be put off.

“Well if your test is that important then you should study for it tonight and go to the Expo tomorrow.”

“I have plans tonight.”

“And we have plans tomorrow, i.e. the expo.”

“Your investors always bring their creepy ass sons, and honestly you’re worried about my date but those boys have no respect for women.”

“And your date does?”

“He’s my date isn’t he.”

“Oh so it is a boy.”

“Crap,” you hissed, having realized your mistake, “Listen, I’ve had this date planned for a week.”

“Study, tonight, bring your date to the Expo.”

“What?”

“Unless there’s no test… then go out tonight, and still bring your date to the Expo,” Tony gave you a sly smirk. He knew he had won this battle.  You sighed and thought it over, it seemed like this was kind of inevitable.

“Fine,” you pouted, “but you have to promise to be nice.”

“I will not make a promise I can’t keep.”

“You are such a pest,” you rolled your eyes, and looked at your phone to check the clock, “You’re late for a meeting.”

“Shit, we’ll talk about this more later.”

“Sure thing,” you responded dryly going back to your room. Well whether Peter wanted to tell your father yet or not it was happening, and there was nothing either of you could do to stop it. With that in mind you decided upon dressing nice, innocent enough to get past your father, but sexy enough that it would fluster Peter, perhaps making it easier for your to get your way.

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Blazing Boy {part I}

Tom Holland x reader

summary: Tom arrives home after a long day for his sweetest one, but she’s discovering that he is hotter than usually… I mean his body– I mean his body temperature is oddly high. Y/N switches into mama mode and starts to look after him, but Tom is stubborn as heck like damn the boy can’t chill.

warning: Sick!Tom(?)

words: 984

note: This is my first fic in English so excuse my basic vocabulary and grammar lol.
I’m also planning to do a (maybe) three-part series of this if y’all are interested!

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“Hello” you heard the lovely voice from the front door. “Love?” the same voice again, but in a more insecure tone.

“Hi, I’m here” you responded loudly while turning a page in your book.

You heard him taking off his shoes, then his adorable footsteps in the hallway, coming closer to the room. You looked up when Tom opened the door, set foot in, smiling lovingly at you. You smiled back softly.

“Hi baby” you closed then put away the book during he lay down next to you in the bed, on his belly, just like you. He gave you a quick yet wistful kiss on the lips.

“What’s up?” you asked, whilst gazing at this fearfully tired features. You noticed the dark circles and bags under his eyes, and his pretty face was a bit paler than usually is.

“Nothing” Tom quietly answered to your question. He yawned, slowly rubbing his eyes. Ahw, you thought. He looks like a kitten when he does this.

“Nothing? That’s all you can say of the last shooting day?”

“Pretty much” He shrugged. “I’ll go out with Harrison and some other guys tomorrow. Y’know, to celebrate” he yawned again. “You can come too, if you want” he added.

“Nah, I’m going to pass I guess” you grimaced.
“As you say”

Then suddenly turned to your back, and Tom immediately placed himself on you, more precisely on your belly, and his head was on your breast.

“Is it comfy?” You giggled at him.
“The comfiest place I’ve ever been” He smirked back.
“Really?”
“Yeah” he nodded lazily. “The other boys can only dream about this place”
“Sure”

He smoothly started to caress your waist.
“How was your day?” His mesmerizing eyes were fully on you.

“It was nice” you fondled his hair. “Actually, it was quiet average” you added with a chuckle. Tom smiled too, but this smile was not same: he doesn’t added anything cocky afterwards, just like he always does.

“Dear, are you just really exhausted, or something’s wrong?” you asked patiently. He blinked away a few times before glancing at you again.

“I’m fine, darling, just tired” he gave you a weary smile. You placed your hand on his forehead.

“Gosh, Tom, your head is boiling hot” you said to him with widen eyes. Then you placed your hand to his neck, then to his chest under the t-shirt, lastly to his back, while he kept repeating “I’m fine, I’m fine”.

These parts of his body were just as hot as his forehead.

“Darling, I’m okay” he tried to calm you down by gently touching your arm, but you shook your head.

“No, you’re not. Look at you, you are as pale as the wall and your body is blazing. Aren’t you cold?” you asked as jumping off the bed, start to cover him up with every blanket you found in the room. He chuckled at your motherly behavior.

“You are so sweet, but-”

“Shut it” you interrupted as making him to lie down in bed, then adjusting the two fluffy blankets which covered his body. “Is it better?”

“Yes… Yes, actually” he answered with a pleased look on his face. “Thanks”

“I bring the thermometer” You went out of the room, making your way to the bathroom.

“That is not necessary” you heard Tom’s raspy voice from the room. Great. So maybe he did catch a cold as well.

You returned with the thermometer in your hand.
“I think it is absolutely necessary. Now, open” you instructed him, then placed the thermometer into his mouth.

“I don’t have a fever” Tom stated with confidence, yet he still looked like a five years old boy who wants to convince his mother.

Of course you don’t. Maybe that’s why your entire body is in flames” you stroked his head fondly. “Anyway, the thermometer will tell”

You stood up from the bed, making your way to the door.

“Wpfhere afre fyou gfoing?” Tom whined desperately, not caring about the thermometer which was sticking out of his mouth.

“I’ll make you tea”
“Don’t go” he murmured.

You went back to Tom, sit down to the bed and take his left hand.
“What do you want me to do then?”

“Stay here. Please” you were swooning at how precious he was.

“Tom, I love it when you are clingy, but if you are really ill, I have to make you tea to get better. Plus, call Harrison up that you can’t go tomorrow.”

What?!” He gasped so quickly that the thermometer spilt out of his mouth. “No, no! I’m fine! Don’t call him up!

“Okay, if not me, you will.” you shrugged.

“You can’t make me to do this”

“For God’s sake, Tom, you are sick, you can’t go out like this”

“I’m not even sick! You’re just assuming that!”

“But if you are…”
“Then I’ll be better by tomorrow” he didn’t give up; you rolled your eyes.

“I can’t with you. This is a basic night out, not the last party of your life”

Tom thought about your words for a few seconds.
“Alright. I’ll call Harrison up. And I’ll rest. Is that good?” he asked as if he’d give you a favour with not risking his health.

“You’re not doing it for me, it’s for yourself” you spoke these wise words while he narrowed his eyes.

You grabbed the thermometer off the blanket, putting it back to Tom’s mouth.

“Wait until it gives a signal. Don’t move” you warned him in a determined tone. “I’ll be right back. I’ll make you ginger tea as mom prepared it for me when I was sick”

Tom gulped nervously.
“Ginger tea?”

“Yes. It’s made of boiled ginger, has also tumeric, cinnamon and honey in it. It’ll make you healthy and strong again in no time” you said cheerfully as both despair and confusion appeared in Tom’s widen eyes.

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sooo… what y’all think? is it worth to continue? let me know loves ♥ ♥

anonymous asked:

Uhh s-sorry, kinda new to this but I don’t know if you do these but can you please do an s/o finding their significant other( ut/mt/ uf/ gaster And Sans after suddenly turned into a bittybones? (Also for a bonus if you want can you please do the bittybones getting sick ‘cause it’s getting colder yet colder *heh* and their heat system sucks?) I thank thee of your kindness to answer thus blob in-said askbox.

(Hi, askbox is closed at the moment, but don’t worry you maybe missed that. But I also really like this prompt, because I just adore bittybones, so I’m gonna do it anyway :3 )

UT Gaster: You get a call in the middle of the night from Gasters Phone, only to hear him yell something into the speaker in a panic before the connection broke off. Of course, you were worried. Your bonefriend doesn’t just call you in the middle of the night to scream at you. Making your way over to his place you find him….small. 

Literally small. The size of your forearm kind of small. And in a panic, running through his small home lab, taking readings, just to panic more. You pick him up gently, he is like a teddy bear, a living teddy bear. It’s kind of cute, you absentmindedly start stroking and petting his skull, making him finally calm down again. 

Since it’s still in the middle of the night, you plainly carry him over to his bedroom, climb in bed and place him next to you, drifting back of to sleep and promising him to help him fix this whole mess tomorrow. You wake up to him gone and clanking coming from his lab in the morning. Also tiny sneezes and coughing. Damn, why did he always keep his flat so chilly.

His small body is shivering, his face flushed purple from fever. And he just told you yesterday that he hoped he wouldn’t catch the bug that was going around his apartment complex, and here he was, cold, sneezing and miserable.

You pick him up wordlessly, bundling him up in your jacket, pressing him close to your chest and make him chicken soup. You spend the day loafing around on the couch, Gaster calling Alphys to help him with getting back to his regular size again, you having to blackmail him into postponing his sciencing to at least tomorrow.

UT Sans: You wake up to something small poking you in the back, like a..foot? A really small foot. Turning around you see Sans, just so small. And not the kind of small you were used from him, Sans barely reaching up to your shoulder. But really small. Smaller than your forearm. You can’t help but laugh. He sneezes in return. Shit.

You knew that Sans was very prone to getting sick, with his 1HP and his generally weak constitution. You cover him with a blanket, to at least keep him warm, waking him up gently in the process. He looks up to you, you look down at him, he looks down at himself.

“i think i got a small problem here..”, you groan. He coughs. “well, two problems..” His voice is hoarse and tired, his arms wrapping around his own, shivering form. You feel your heart drop at the sight, cradling him against you for a moment, before going to search through the little medicine cabinet in the bathroom. 

You wanted to get Papyrus, but Sans stopped you, not wanting to burden his brother with this, especially since Papyrus wanted to train with Undyne again, something he wasn’t able to do every day anymore.

You spend the day in bed, cuddling to keep his small body warm. He is too lazy to try and fix this mess right now anyway.

MT Gaster: He is officially freaking out. But his job taught him to keep his emotions hidden behind a mask, to not be vulnerable to possible prying eyes. But fuck this, he is tiny, he is small, he is a goddamn toy sized skeleton. You almost stepped on him for god’s sake! He is holed up in his lab the moment after, working feverishly on something that can return him back to his normal size, he has work to do after all.

Literally feverishly. His skull is sweaty, his face flushed. He and Alphys are the only doctors the mob can turn to, he is always exposed to sick monsters. And his lab is always so cold, making his small body vulnerable and freezing.

It takes you hours to finally convince him that Alphys can handle herself for the next few days and that she can help him with regaining his regular size again. He stays bundled up on the couch, with soup in his lap. 

You still have to regularly pick him up from the lab and carry him back to the couch.

MT Sans: He is…terrified. He has enemies, so many enemies. And he can’t protect you from them, no you, not Papyrus, not Toriel, not Alphys, not Gaster. He can’t protect nobody, his magical attacks doing no damage, his blasters making him pass out, his small body having not enough magic to use them. 

It takes you and Papyrus about an hour to finally convince him that you both can look after each other. And even though he is still worried, he takes this opportunity to just be lazy. He enjoys himself for about a day, waking up the next morning with a sore throat, a pounding headache and just feeling like a bus hit him square in the chest.

While Papyrus is out doing both of their jobs, you stay home and try to take care of a very grumpy skeleton. He does enjoy cuddling up to you, clinging to you like a very small koala. 

UF Gaster: He is so angry. So goddamn angry. Like a tiny, compressed ball of anger. Who the fuck shrunk him!? And why the fuck is his head so heavy, why is he so cold?

He just climbs up on the couch, without a word or explanation, and curls up on your lap, like a grumpy cat. He will fix this. Later. That’s everything he says to the whole deal, just sleeping on top of you, shivering and looking miserable.

You take pity on him after a while, carrying him in your zipped up hoodie, like in a kangaroo pouch you pick up some canned soup and some blankets, wrapping both of you in a blanket burrito, freeing him from his soft prison for a bit to let him eat some soup.

After a few days, and a few more, he returns to his normal size. On that day you wake up to a nice breakfast waiting for you in the kitchen, his way of saying “thank you”, without having to verbally say it.

UF Sans: He is a shivering, scared mess when you find him. He teleported to his station without even properly waking up, just wanting to pick up some mustard from his secret stash since Papyrus banned the condiment from his kitchen.

What Sans didn’t expect was to pass out in the snow, the port taking using up more magic than he had, just to wake up, cold, sniffling and unable to summon any attacks, a few hours later, to a Gyftrot sniffing him. A very big Gyftrot. No. Not a big Gyftrot, Sans looked down at himself, seeing his clothes pool around him, so many sizes too big, his pants gone, the t-shirt he slept in more like a blanket now.

The Gyftrot growled at him, Sans growling back. A mistake. You barely manage to snatch him up, before the Gyftrot bites down, shooing the other monster away with your free hand, and loud screaming.

Sans is shivering in your grasp, holding onto your shirt with both hands, the realization of almost dying slowly sinking in. You pet him slightly the entire way home, bundling him up in heaps of blankets.

It takes him half an hour to get back to his grumpy and edgy self, and half an hour more to throw tiny bones at Papyrus, who couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the small, sniffling form of his brother, bundled up to his ears in fabric.

Wrong Maynard // Jack Maynard

Word Count- 1358
Summary- Your (EX) boyfriend cheats on you, and when you go to your best friend for comfort, you get comforted by someone you wouldn’t expect.
Warnings; N/A
A/n; Will be offline for a week upcoming, so sorry, I’ll be at camp and post when I get back x
Requested; Yes, thanks for requesting anon ❤️
81 with jack; 81. Excuse me for falling in love with you.
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“How could you?!” You said, pure anger running through you as you saw your boyfriend in bed with another girl. Deep down, you knew he wasn’t into your relationship anymore. It had been 2 years, and these past few months he’s just been gone lately. Not showing up until early hours of the morning, always sleeping or drinking around you. It wasn’t like that to start, he was always so sweet around you. It occurred to you that he might break up with you, but cheat on you? That’s something you never expected.

“Y/N!” Conor said, horrified. “It isn’t what it looks like, I-” “Save it, Conor.” You said, your broken heart could practically be heard through your words as you held back tears. “Goodbye, Conor.” You said, closing the bedroom door and leaving the flat immediately. You faintly heard Conor call after you, but it stopped quite fast, he probably knew you two were over a long time ago anyway.

Devastated, you got in your car and drove to your best friend, Joe’s house. You didn’t know if he was home, but frankly you didn’t care. You’d wait outside if you had to, you simply needed your best friend.. Even if he was one of Conor’s best friends as well. You knocked on the door, you heard a faint “I’ll get it.” and loud footsteps. You were choking on sobs, hugging yourself to attempt a bit of warmth against the cold London breeze.

The door opened, and a concerned Jack stood at the door. “Oh my god, Y/N? Come here!” He said, pulling you inside and in a hug, which you clung onto him for dear life. You and Jack weren’t necessarily close, in fact, you hardly talked unless you were with Conor. Jack never really took a liking to you, but right now, he was the closest person to you, and willing to let you cry on him.

“JOE!” Jack called over your sobs, rubbing your back soothingly, yet trying to get your best friend’s attention. “Yeah? Who was it?” Joe called from the other room, oblivious. “GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!” Jack yelled, clearly frustrated. Joe came in, confused, until he saw you and instantly ran over, looking at your with wide eyes. “Bloody Hell, Y/N! What happened?”

You could barely pause for breath, so Jack and Joe simply gave each other worried glances. Jack picked you up by your thighs, as you refused to let go, and brought you over to the couch, letting you down lightly. You somehow ended up laying across the two boy’s laps, Your head in Jack’s lap and your legs spread across Joe. You really couldn’t tell.

Finally, you felt like you’d run dry of tears and were now simply sniffling and trying to catch your breath. “C-Conor cheated.” You managed, your voice hoarse from the crying. Jack and Joe both tensed under you, Joe was deadly calm, but the expression on his face said it all. He looked ready to kill Conor. “He WHAT?” Jack yelled, making you jump from his lap, looking at him shocked. “I-it’s okay though! I knew we were over anyway-” You tried to argue but both boys gave you looks to say ‘shut up, it’s not okay.’

You sighed. “Can’t we just get Ice cream and watch a movie, like we used to Joe?” You asked, giving your best pleading face. Joe sighed. “I’ll go pick some up. You stay here with Jack, Y/N, if I let you come out with me, you’ll kill me later for letting you go out “looking like that.”” He finished, mocking you. You scoffed and pouted, but had a smile on your face. Joe always knew how to cheer you up. Joe’s face lightened when he saw your smile as well. “I’ll be back shortly. Choose a movie.” He said, grabbing his coat and slipping out the door.

You and Jack sat down, turning on Netflix and going through, settling on a movie. It was quiet for a minute, you both were unsure of what to say. “I’m sorry. You don’t deserve that, my brother’s an idiot.” Jack said, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “It’s not your fault.” You said, trying not to cry again. You were done crying over him.

“My brother is such a dick, honestly, how could he cheat?” Jack said, making you feel a bit uncomfortable. You wanted to get your mind off of Conor, not remember it. “Can we just not talk about it?” “I just can’t believe he would do something like that. Be so lucky as to find a girl as amazing and as beautiful as you and let her go so easily. What an idiot.” Jack continued, making you snap.

“Can you just stop? I thought you were going to try and help me get over and forget Conor, not remember him! I know he cheated on me, thanks for reminding me I’m not good enough for him!” You said, your eyes filling with tears yet again. Jack looked at you, guilt in his eyes. “Y/N, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean..”

“Of course you didn’t mean it! No one ever does, yet they do it anyway! Why do you care so much Jack? We aren’t even friends! We only talk when we have to, we’ve never even gotten along! Why are you all of a sudden being so nice to me?” You asked, more so in a demanding tone. “Excuse me for trying to make up for my brothers mistake. Excuse me for trying to be a better person! Excuse me for falling in love with you!” Jack yelled, quickly covering his mouth as the last sentence left his mouth, eyes wide.

You stared at him blankly. You were speechless. “Y-you’re in love with me?” You asked, your voice cracking. You were not expecting that; especially not today, when your boyfriend just cheated on you. “Jack, I..” You looked at him properly, seeing the vulnerable look in his eyes, he looked really cute. It was certainly something you wouldn’t mind getting used to. “It’s fine.” Jack said sternly, trying to stay collected. “I just got out of a relationship, with your brother no less-” you tried to say, but he cut you off. “No, Y/N, I don’t need your pity. It’s fine.”

“Jack. Shut up and let me talk.” You said sternly, he nodded, hanging his head to hide his face. “I just got out of a relationship, with your brother no less, BUT, if you give me a bit of time to move on, and Conor’s okay with it, I’d be willing to give us a chance.” You said, smiling at him. He looked up at you, unsure. “I don’t want to force you into anything, Y/N.” “You aren’t, Jack.” You assured him, giving him a quick hug. “Well then. I’ll wait as long as it takes. As for Conor, I really don’t think he’ll care. He’s known I had a crush on you since he introduced you to me.” Jack said, sheepishly.

“Really? That long?” You asked, and he nodded. “And to think, I thought you hated me.” You laughed along with Jack. “Yeah, no. I was maybe just a tiny little bit jealous of Conor.” Jack said, refusing to meet your gaze. “Well I think it’s cute.” You said cheekily. Jack grinned, and went to reply, when the door swung open and Joe re entered.

He was surprised to see you and Jack, sitting on the couches with big smiles on your faces. “I’m not even going to ask.” Joe said, holding up the grocery bags containing the ice cream. “Movies and ice cream still?” He asked, grinning as you nodded furiously.

The rest of the night you, Joe and Jack all sat watching movies and cracking jokes, generally having a good time. One Maynard may have broken your heart, but the other would do a fine job of mending it. You barely knew it, but it turns out after all that time, you were with the wrong brother, when the right one was here all along.

Happy Accidents - part 8

SO! After FOREVER (I know, sorry guys, things have been insane and I was kind of stuck) here is finally another chapter! In which hospital trips are made, everyone is okay (mostly) and new first meetings happen! Hope you guys like it!!!

Pairing: Sebastian x plus-sized reader
Rating: This chapter PG-13-ish, overall explicit
Warnings: hospitals
Word Count: 2,755

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7  
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Sebastian lets out a content hum as you collapse on top of him, still panting. He cards his fingers through your hair and you pepper his neck and shoulder and jaw with kisses.

“Trying to get me ready for round two?” he teases, tipping his head and letting his eyes drift shut.

“You mean round three?” you tease right back, pulling back just enough to look down at him.

He cracks an eye open, a mischievous grin on his face as he peers up at you. “That’s right,” he says, rolling you over so he’s on top of you now, hovering over you as he pins you to the bed, “I wasn’t counting after breakfast this morning.”

You giggle and reach up, wrapping your arms around his neck and trying to tug him down. “I think I’d rather have a shower right about now,” you say, pushing a strand of sweaty hair out of his face and tucking it behind his ear. “Then maybe we can make negotiations on a round three.”

Seb finally leans down and presses a kiss to your lips, slow and passionate, and when he pulls back he grins down at you. “Sounds like a plan,” he says before climbing off the bed. He holds a hand out and you take it, pulling yourself up.

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Hi guys! I hope you enjoy this fic! It was supposed to be short but wound up being just over 6k, so I hope you enjoy! Also massive thanks to @lily-pop-2 for letting me babble on and on about this fic! 

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A/n:Rinn 17/18. Rae is a little bold and Finn is a it a little shy. not much. S M U T **

Also it time jumps a bit but nothing major just with in couple days of each other. 

Dork

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okay so basically

(spoilers obviously)

-clary is rapidly becoming the most unproblematic character on this entire show

-izzy sweetie nothing is your fault ever in the world

-BAT BAT BAT BAT BAT BAT BAT BAT BAT BAT BAT BAT

-JORDAN JORDAN JORDAN JORDAN JORDAN JORDAN wait i dont like jordan

-maia and simon being cute !!!! i dont ship them but i always like their scenes together and their relationship was an important plot point

-lol maia’s telling simon about jordan and simon has noooo idea he and jordan are gonna be like. best friends

-max was supposed to die i’m so confused are they not going to kill him

-i’m not saying the seelie queen’s accent is terrible but…it is

-going from A.Lightwood to Alexander (started from the bottom now we here)

-ALL OF THOSE FLASHBACKS

-excuse me while i put the song on repeat and cry for two hours (pssst it’s Where’s My Love by Syml)

-THEY’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BREAK UP YET

-WHAT ARE YOU DOING MAGNUS WHAT ARE YOU DOING

-I WANT TO RIP MY EYEBALLS OUT AND PRETEND THAT DIDNT HAPPEN

-sebastian you’re a fucking dickwad and you can burn in edom until you check your attitude

-OF COURSE IT’S LAKE LYN CLARY SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN THE FIRST ONE TO FIGURE THAT OUT why would it be a fucking compact mirror anyway what are u gonna just dab at your face with some powder in one of the mortal instruments “oops raziel is coming i better look great before i fuck up the entire world” -valentine 2k17

-im not crying my eyeliner is running all by itself

anonymous asked:

can you do an astro reaction to their foreign s/o having to go back to their home country and they don't know if they will ever come back✨ thanks you!

YAYAYA AN ASTRO REQUEST! I’m so happy they are my favorite babies xjccbzzsthuj

note: I knowww I’m being slow with requests I’m going to get a bunch posted today, promise!

Anywayss, here ya go!~
SERIOUS/SAD ASTRO GIFS DONT EXIST WHICH HONESTLY IS A GOOD THINg

MJ:

  When you tell MJ, you can see his entire world shatter, just by looking at his eyes. He would hold your hands, and look you hopefully.

“B-but why? Why do you have to leave me?” His voice would shake with every word he said.
“Y-you have to come back, right?” He’d say, grabbing your face. “Y/N?”

“I-I don’t know Mj” You would respond.

He would stop himself from getting upset, And just hold your face with both hands gently, brushing the hair behind one of your ears.

“And that’s okay… we’ll get through this.”

He will say, tears in his eyes at the thought of losing you.

i got really soft with this my soft mj baby

Originally posted by kibaems

Jinjin:

  Jinjin would stare off into space, lost in his own thought. You could see the gears turning in his head, as he thought of any way he could possibly fix this, anything that could keep you from walking away. After a few moments, he would sit you down, and motion you to lay with him. You would lay on the couch, body meld with his own, staring at the ceiling.

“Jinjin, say something, please.” You plea.
“..I love you.. no matter where you are.”

plsno plsno plsno plsno

Originally posted by jinwooh

Eunwoo:

  After you told Eunwoo, he would be heartbroken, but he’d be more so trying to let you depend on him in a such a tough situation. He would pull you to his chest, where you’d grab handfuls of his shirt, and just cry. After you settled down, you pulled away, only to see tears streaming down his own cheeks. He’d give you a soft smile, and kiss you on your forehead. He wanted you to realize everything was gonna be fine. If he never saw you again, it’d be hell to him. But he just wanted to know you were safe, and happy.

“Please smile for me..”

MY LITTLE PRINCE JUST TRYING TO PRIORITIZE YOUR WELL BEING
perfect time to use this gif bye

Originally posted by moonbinny

Moonbin:

  Moonbin would be distraught, in a way that was more towards the world than anyone in particular. Why did you have to leave? Why was there a possibility you couldn’t see him again? His world would crumble, and he would struggle to find a way to fit the pieces back together.

“But is there anyway you could stay?” “What can I do to fix it?”-

“You don’t want to leave me, do you?”

“Oh course not, Bin.” You respond.

“Then please, stay here with me..”

MY POOR HONEY

Originally posted by sanhasbinu


Rocky:

  Rocky has a big heart, yet he is strong. Once you told him you would have to leave him, and return to your country, he would remain silent. He would grab you and hold you to his chest, and stroke your hair in utter silence. Rocky would want to cherish the time he had left with you, there didn’t need to be words. He needed to feel you, and remember your smell, how your body felt, and your warmth. He wanted to hold on to those feelings. He needed something to know you were real, and not just a perfect dream, that he could never see again after waking up. When it was time for you to depart, he would hold your face, and caress every festure on your face before bring your face to his for a deep kiss.

“If you dont come back, please don’t forget me.” Because he will never forget you.

I LOVE MY ULT I LOVE MY BIAS THIS GOT TOO LONG IM NOT EVEN SORRY

Originally posted by rockybin

Sanha:

  Sanha is very young, and he tends to let his emotions get the better of him. Sanha would be a crying mess the whole time going to your departure. It would tug on your heart to see the tears streaming down his face, and to hear his pleas.

“You can’t leave yet!” “There’s so much I wouldn’t to do with you!” “How will I smile again without you?”

  The moment you had to leave, they would have to pry him from your arms. He loved you, he never wanted to let go of you. You were his first love. omg that reference please kill me i will cry stop


ALSO I CANT FIND FITTING GIFS FOR THIS SCENARIO EEE

Originally posted by asterocky

Mourning (for matriarch-aethya)

illustrated fanfic commission for @matriarch-aethyta​ - thanks so much! I loved working on this

art by @noctuaalba - fic by me


Sha’ira stared at the blank screen in front of her. The cursor blinked at the start of the empty page, each time a small accusation. She would need to write something, soon. Anything at all.

This was her job. Her vocation. Words of comfort, ways of soothing a troubled mind or easing a heavy heart. She had made a life from this work, shepherding people through their sadness and lifting their grief. Why it would be so difficult this time, she did not know.

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I was tagged by my sweet friend @ilovepinkandkadi to do the bias and selfie tag thing. Thank you so much sweety 💕

I was looking through my ipad for selfies and guess what. I only have five … I’m not a selfie person 😂 One of them showed to be a gif (a goofy one even) so that’s what I picked 👀

I always thought it would be social s*icide for me if anyone discovered my blog. But you know what? This is who I am! I’m actually way more chill than what my tags shows LMAO

Anyway, I tag: @kamelodi @royalstarling @mygaydardoesntlie @dyodyo-kyungsoo @omegajongin @ilikechimchimnuggets @honeykadi @xiuminscheeks @kadinotdika @capricorn-boys @cowiw @lookatnini88 and of course no one is forced !! Do it if you want to. If not you can always just ignore this post. I swear I won’t get mad or offended 💕