anonymous asked:

You're like the sweetest person ever. And I love how passionate you are with your characters, yet still goof around with them <3 You are an inspiration, as both artist and person.

Aaaah this gorgeous message ;-; thank you so much you beautiful person ❤️❤️ this made me smile so much ;///;

anonymous asked:

Djwifi headcanons would be amazing

Oh yeah, good ship.

  • Nino frequently has to act as Alya’s voice of reason. He doesn’t discourage her but he grounds her. Sometimes she is going off on some idea or obsession and he just has to make her stop and think about what she is doing. 
  • Nino isn’t super adventurous on his own. Not that he doesn’t like adventure, but he is normally pretty okay just relaxing and doing the things he is use to. Alya breaks him out of his routine and he appreciates that. 
  • Sometimes, Nino has to remind Alya that she is a normal person who, like, needs to eat and sleep. 
  • They are both very passionate and love very strongly. They frequently just are unable to deal with their feelings and talk and cry and hug each other. 
  • Alya loves to watch Nino work on music. It makes him blush when he realizes she is watching him but she just loves seeing him working passionately.
  • Nino worries a lot about Alya when she is running around chasing akumas. He is always so relieved to see her safe that he forgets his normal discomfort with PDA and just kisses her. 
maybe love isn’t so bad after all.

Kylo Ren doesn’t believe in love.

He hasn’t since Supreme Leader Snoke took him in, told him the many reasons his parents didn’t want or love him. They sent him off to the Jedi Academy. They ignored the fact that his nightmares were getting worse. They stopped helping him deal with them, and so many more reasons that tend to swirl around in Kylo’s mind when he is reminded of them.

His relationship was Snoke was the closest one he had, and that was extremely far from anything resembling love. Snoke was hardly capable of love, only passion for the level of power he and Kylo could achieve. And Kylo despised Snoke most of the time, but at least Snoke knew, and acted on, what was best for him. At least Snoke knew what he needed to do to be all he could be in the Force. No one else had ever put forth the amount of effort into building him up to be as strong as he was as Snoke had.

But then you came along.

Kylo had heard the term “life-changing event” before, but never believed it was possible. Not for him, at least. His life was a cycle of training, missions, battle, repeat. Nothing could possibly happen that would change that. His life would always remain those three things. He never would have guessed a fourth subject could be added to that cycle.

But all that changed when he was immediately drawn to you. He met you in the medbay, where you worked, as you were assigned to tend to the nasty injury on his leg he had acquired on his most recent mission. It was probably infected, and upon realizing that, he had finally swallowed a bit of pride and admitted he probably couldn’t fix that himself. So to the medbay he went, and thus, to you.

He knew you were frightened, as everyone always was of him. Yet somehow, that didn’t affect your work. Anyone else he had interacted with in the past always seemed to rush, or make a major mistake of some sort, because of nerves. You didn’t. You were patient with him, even amongst his crude remarks of how you obviously aren’t completely prepared and whether you were really qualified to be a medic or not. You didn’t rush the treatment, take short cuts, or anything else of the sort to get things over with. And that captivated him. He somehow gathered the courage to ask your name as you grew more and more fond of you as he kept coming back for more treatment.

Months later, he often found himself outside the medbay in his spare time, trying to catch a glimpse of you. You noticed.

One day, after quite a while of seeing him hovering around you, you decided to acknowledge his presence. The next time you saw him, you offered him a smile before getting back to work. Your fear of him was slowly subsiding, as he was around a lot of the time you were working and no incidents had occurred. Even though you never actually interacted, it was definitely enough to make you feel braver around him.

Kylo’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of your lips turning up when you acknowledged him. His cheeks flushed under his mask, and he was very grateful that no one could see. For the next few days, this repeated. You smiled at him, and he became more and more flustered, wondering what this feeling was that he was developing towards you. He’d never felt this warmth before…yet your simple smile had the power to spark it in him. He was a bit confused, to say the least.

Perhaps a week later (it’s hard to tell sometimes as your days blurred together with patients, patients, and more patients), Kylo began to follow you as your shift ended and you left the medbay to make the trek to your living quarters. When you noticed, you turned around to face him.

“Is there something I can help you with, sir?” You asked, smiling at him again.

And there it was again. As his heart rate increased, Kylo was once more aware of that strange warmth in his chest that he had become a little more familiar with since meeting you.

“Well, I was just, well…wondering if…” He stuttered, cursing his tongue for tripping over the words. He released the breath he didn’t realize he was even holding and flexed his fingers nervously. “Would you join me at the viewport tonight at 1000?”

He folded his hands together behind his back as to hide how much they were shaking.

Your brows knotted together for a second, as that was certainly not what you were expecting. But then your heart began to flutter as you realized that Ren never invites people to do things. That must mean…he likes you. Ren doesn’t like anyone!

Your smile grew bigger as you answered. “I would love to.”

Kylo nodded and opened his mouth to say something, but found he lacked anything to say and instead hurried past you in a rush to get to his quarters to prepare himself. Still smiling, you too hurried to your room.


Kylo was at the viewport at 0950. He had spent the time leading up to this pacing around his rooms, taking his helmet off then putting it back on and adjusting his cowl then abandoning it on the bed then hurriedly pulling it back on as the free time he had grew shorter. He couldn’t remember a time he was more nervous. His first battle hadn’t even inspired the intense nerves he was fighting at the moment, something he always thought would hold the title of making him most scared.

He had ended up leaving everything on, including his helmet, and was fiddling with his gloves when you arrived at 0958. Your hair wasn’t in the tight regulation bun, instead resting atop your shoulders, and you were wearing a nice pair of black pants and a black shirt with a single red stripe on each short sleeve. It was nothing fancy, but it was nicer than your medic scrubs (which Kylo already thought you looked beautiful in, so this almost stopped his already pounding heart).

“I hope you don’t mind that my hair isn’t within regulation,” You said sheepishly. Had Kylo always been this tall? You had always preferred men around the same height as you, but perhaps that could change…

“No, not at all,” Kylo answered. He wanted nothing more than to tell you how gorgeous you looked with your face framed by the waves like that, but his brain couldn’t send the words to his mouth.

You smiled at him for the third time that day and stood beside him, turning to face the large window exposing the stars to you. “I’ve never seen so many at once before…” You stated in awe of the view.

“You haven’t?”

Your cheeks turned pink. “The windows in the medbay are quite small. Can’t see much. Same with the ones in my room.”

Suddenly Kylo wanted to show you everything…to take you out in his Command Shuttle and show you the solar systems, the constellations, the planets he knew so much about from years of studying them on missions and through books he had acquired. He wanted to do whatever it took to make you happy.

Without realizing it, he brushed the back of his hand against yours as he longed to show you the galaxy. He was imagining taking that hand…taking you anywhere and everywhere you could ever imagine…


He was suddenly thrust back into the present. He was holding your hand.

“I-I apologize-” He stuttered, making to pull his hand back. But you only gripped it tighter.

“Don’t be.”


After a few weeks of these nightly “dates,” Kylo decided to leave his mask in his quarters for that night’s meeting. He wasn’t really sure what made him do it, he just had this feeling. A feeling that it was about time for you to see just who you were growing close to. How he’d gotten this far without showing you, he had no clue. Even though “far” really only consisted of hand holding and a few more innocent touches.

When you found him waiting for you in the viewport, you nearly froze where you stood. So this was Kylo? The man behind the mask? You knew he was young, but you didn’t expect him to look so fair, too. He looked like a prince, or like a sculpture that belonged in a museum. Every feature, from his nose to his freckles, were perfectly arranged. And his lips…

“Good evening, y/n,” He said. Without his mask, the emotion in his deep voice was so much clearer. He was obviously nervous.

“Evening, Ren,” You replied, slowly placing your hand in his. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from that magnificent face, no matter how hard you tried. His eyes were extremely expressive, and they nearly revealed everything he was feeling. You saw fear, longing, and…was that…adoration?

Kylo’s heart was pounding against his chest. It was probably going to burst out of it. He opened his mouth to speak, but his mind blanked. All he could think about was how he no longer had his mask in the way. He could finally make a move, if he could just gather the courage.

“Call me Kylo, please,” He whispered as his eyes flicked down to your lips. You knew exactly what he was thinking, as your thoughts were exactly the same. As your mind began to buzz, all reason and logic leaving you, you kissed him.

Kylo had never kissed anyone before. As the pounding of his heart somehow increased, he tried to mimic you, trying to be anything but bad. He didn’t want to be bad. He wanted this to be special, and that would be impossible if he was bad.

You had had experience with kissing before, so it was blatantly obvious to you that Kylo hadn’t had any. The kiss was a bit awkward, to say the least, but somehow that made everything even more charming. It was also obvious how hard he was trying, which warmed your heart more than anything he’d ever said or done before. Suddenly, you were very aware of the fact that you were falling dangerously in love with Kylo Ren.

When the two of you pulled away, Kylo’s face and ears were pink and he was staring at you like you were his lifeline. I’m that moment, everything Snoke had ever told him about love was wrong. Maybe…it did exist. And maybe, just maybe, he had found it with you. And if this was love, it wasn’t so bad after all.

You were his life changing event. This was the moment Kylo Ren began believing in love again.

originaldragonwhispers  asked:

If you had one chance to have sex with harry, would you rather have a hard fuck or like slow passionate making love?

Ooooooohhhhhh, hmm….

PASSIONATE LOVE MAKING. There is just something about it that makes me go: