gigglepudge  asked:

Headcanons for Moana herself, maybe?

Done, friendo! ^_^ Hope you’re having a lovely day! <3

Originally posted by lovelydisneys

Can we all just appreciate for a second how high-quality the gifs are for Moana purely because the animation is a flipping masterpiece just wow

I see Moana as both a very stubborn ‘lee and a very sweet, playful ‘ler. When she’s approached with possible tickles (especially from Maui), she does her best to talk herself out of the situation, tripping over her words to convince the ‘ler to do anything other than tickle her because she’s totally not sensitive (except, the whole reason she’s so desperate to escape is that she’s horrendously ticklish, especially on her feet and under her arms). But once the torment is eminent and there’s no escape, she promptly dissolves into a puddle of giggles which barely holds any resemblance to the strong “Chosen One” front she typically puts up.

It’s adorable, because her whole face just lights up when tickled and you can practically see the golden undertones of glee buzzing under her skin. If you get her, you’ve got to get her good, or else she can’t help but be a lil dissatisfied - you see, being tickled is an escape from her, a way to completely annihilate a the pressure and responsibility on her shoulders for a minute. She can just let go, and it’s amazing.

If she’s in a ‘ler mood, though, she’s really nothing to fear. Don’t get me wrong, she’ll tickle you absolutely silly without a doubt, but she’s a compassionate ‘ler to the extreme and has no interest in pushing anyone past their limits. I mean, have you seen the way she treats her animals? She values the comfort and happiness of everyone, so her specialty is cheer-up tickles (closely seconded by snuggly tickles), and honestly, there are kids on the island who will come to her for just that because they look up to her like a big sister.

Just…don’t instigate anything when you’re near the ocean, because she has enlisted it as a tickly sidekick. That’s the only time she got Maui real good. And it was worth every second of retribution. It’s a rarity, but if you provoke enough, certainly not an impossibility!

All in all, 12/10 cutie <3

At the Beginning (Lee Soohyuk Scenario)

Genre: romance, fluff, youth

Word count: 1 623

Warning:  heart eyes might appear a side effects

Summary: He wants her to be his partner for life.

“Oh. My God! Are you serious?”

“Yup,” he just grinned while watching her face lighting up like Christmas lights.

“Like, whaaaat?! We’re really going to Disney World?”

Soohyuk just reached out and trapped her in his arms while laughing just as excited as his girlfriend. “Yes, silly, we’re going to Disney World. So pack your bags, ‘cause we have a plane to catch in the morning. And make sure you pack summer clothes as well,” he only let her go after kissing her sweetly.

“I can’t believe you! How long have you had this planned?” She just stood there, doubtful that he could keep a secret from her for so long.

“For quite a while,” he just shrugged it off. “I mean, only because I had to make sure it wouldn’t overlap with my schedule. Or with yours. You’re not mad, are you?” He asked cautiously, his eyes registering her changing expression.

“I’m… terrified,” she laughed. “If you could keep a Disney trip away from me who knows what else you’re hiding?! Got to pack that blue dress I got from mom,” she just left it as it landed, unaware his eyes followed her as she entered the bedroom singing random lyrics from Disney movies.

“Yeah, who knows?” Soohyuk just whispered to himself, patting the pocket of his pants.

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I see your “Julia survived instead of Magnus” AUs and I raise you a Chalupa and a Hekuba as her adventuring buddies …Trois Rowdy Gurls, anyone?

a list of things that make me Extra Gay
  • when girls absent-mindedly twiddle or plait their hair
  • when you compliment a girl on some thing and their face just Lights Up 
  • when a girl does the Hair Thing you know when they pick their hair up and put it to the side and mess it around it makes me gay
  • when a girl is really passionate about something and they get so happy when they talk about the thing and you could just listen for hours
  • early morning voice?? SIGN ME UP??
  • when girls just randomly outta the blue compliment you on something because they’re angels
  • when a girl is laughing really hard and just can’t stop and is just the definition of angelic 
  • when a girl is just like,,, so kind,,, what did I do to deserve them
  • girls
  • girls make me gay

It was probably Elise who made Leo wear the flowers - Takumi is very much amused


An AU where young Keith, a Filipino-Korean, moves to the USA; on his first day at school, he refuses to talk, partly because he’s not exactly very sociable but mostly because he’s incredibly embarrassed about his English and lack of proficiency in it. O and shiro walks in

TRIPS OVER MY OWN FEET oh my god this was supposed to be black and white but then i wanted to paint but then gave up andCHRIST. my art style changes 600 times during this comic its dISGUSTIGN. THEN AGAIN it was rly rushed i just wanted to get this idea outta my head before school starts.


Losing you is a sold-out movie:
No big deal, just kind of a bummer.

Aaron Tveit singing Desert Island Top 5 Breakups at Paramount (x)

seungkwan is the sweetest boy out there like he’s always looking out for the other members and helps them out whenever they need it and he loves them all so dearly like when minghao was sick and came back on one fine day, seungkwan was the first one to greet him and literally tackled him with a hug saying that he missed him and when seokmin started to cry at their comeback showcase, seungkwan literally ran and hugged him and tried to comfort seokmin even when he was on the other side of the stage and how he always tries to make others smile and is always checking up on them and how much he adores his family like when his sister was on duet song festival he kept cheering for her and how much he loves his mother like we all know how much of a mama’s boy he is and it’s the cutest thing ever he’s always mentioning her and we can see how much he loves her by how his face lights up just by mentioning her and just recently he actually gave tangerines to the reporters who were taking photos of them and said that his dad brought them from jeju and he apologized for not bringing enough and there’s so many more moments that i’m forgetting but seriously seungkwan is a total sweetheart and deserves all the love

Supergirl AU

Cat Grant knows her assistants are cheating, she just doesn’t know how yet.

She even knows the exact date it started almost two years ago, when suddenly her constant stream of incompetent aides began to improve, to last longer. All her life her assistants have been barely adequate, but for some reason the last handful have gotten sharper and sharper. 

It’s been three weeks with this new one and, while his performance within CatCo is lackluster at best, he has yet to make a single mistake with her coffee or food orders. And if there is one thing Cat values more than all else its what she consumes; she spends all day creating media for the consumption of millions so what she herself takes in is of the highest priority.

This week she had a stress headache and she sent him off with a screech to get her some sustenance. Now she had very low expectations for this, so imagine her surprise when he comes back with a perfectly made bacon wrapped hamburger (her headache guilty pleasure) and a medium latte with just a dash of cinnamon. 

There is no way on Earth that this Witt fellow should know about that. Her guilty pleasures are closely guarded secrets, and Cat Grant has never explicitly told anyone about her infatuation with bacon and cinnamon (both separate and together). And yet when she needed it the most, he just happens to get it exactly right. This assistant hasn’t even made it a month yet; there’s no way he knows this is a weakness of hers.

Which means there’s a snitch somewhere feeding answers to her assistants.

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※ The archer had found out you were ticklish when he was holding you in his arms, enjoying the feeling of you resting against him. He had ran his hands over your arms then to your sides.

※ When he heard a quiet laugh leave your lips he couldn’t help but look down at you and quirk a brow.

※ He quickly caught on, though, and felt an amused smile form on his lips. He questioned you about it and relished in the sight of you trying to deny your weakness.

※ Naturally, he took it as a challenge. He wanted to know how hard he could get you to laugh. It’d be a win-win for the both of you. He loved your laugh and you loved seeing him happy.

※ But he’d also use this to his advantage. He’d come up from behind you and give you a few pokes until he heard the happy tone that he’s grown fond of. That sneaky dragon!


※ McCree found out you were ticklish when he started to jab at your body in boredom. And by boredom I mean he wanted attention. What can ya’ say? He’s a needy cowboy! He thrives for affection.

※ It wasn’t until he hit a certain spot that he noticed your weakness. At first he didn’t pay much mind, you always found something amusing, but when he poked harder and earned an actual laugh from you did he realize it.

※ He’d give you a grin that had mischief written all over.

※ He wouldn’t let you live this down. He’d start poking at certain spots to see if you’re ticklish anywhere else and when he got the reaction he wanted he’d continue to pester you there.

※ Of course, he’d stop if you wanted him to. He just can’t help himself! Seeing your face light up as a bubbly laugh escaped you just made him…speachless, and he loved the feeling.

Boyfriend Series; The8/Minghao

- minghao is the cutest boyfriend ever don’t even argue with me on this
- for your first date, he takes you to the roof of the highest place in the city at night and the cool breeze feels so nice and the stars are scattered all over the dark blue sky
- you turn to him and ask “minghao, why are we here??”
- and right after you say that, one firework shoots up into the sky and another and another
- minghao knew about the fireworks show and wanted you both to have the best view
- and on that roof is where you both share your first kiss
- he’s a bit of a worrier, so he often calls to ask you if you’ve eaten yet or if you slept well or if your day went well ISN’T HE CUTE
- you both make it your goal to try all the restaurants in the city so you guys go out for breakfast/lunch/dinner dates every day
- his eyes sparkle when you ask him to tell you all about china and he gets so excited while talking about his hometown
- apologizes cutely when he realizes he talked too much but you’re like no!!! keep going i love hearing about this!!! and his face just lights up
- he calls you tiánxīn (sweetheart) and qīn'ài de (darling) and you die
- he’s shy when it comes to having matching couple things, but after realizing that it would make you happy, he decides to get you both matching scarves
- minghao once tied your scarf for you and the other members all teased him about it because it was so k-drama
- but they stopped when he went all thughao on them
- remembers every single one of your achievements and always tells you how proud he is of you, which helps you feel so much better on bad days
- whenever you guys take pictures of each other, minghao always insists you send them to him right away so he can put one as his lock screen
- he also really loves photo booth pictures
- he hangs them up on his wall at the dorm and junhui points at you and goes like “ohhh who’s that cutie??” and minghao just glares at him like don’t. you. effing. dare.
- always wants to kiss you but he’s shy so you’re usually the one who initiates the kisses
- one time HE was the one who initiated the kiss and when you both pulled away his face turned bright red and he apologized for being so forward
- minghao loves forehead kisses
- maybe even a tiny bit more than kisses on the lips
- he finds them so warm and comforting, sometimes when you’re leaning in for a kiss he purposely lowers himself so that you’d kiss his forehead instead
- “(laughs) minghao i was aiming for your lips” “ohhh right”
- always tries to impress you with his b-boying and jihoon bans you from coming to dance practices because they never progress while you’re there
- gets you cute small gifts like ribbons and keychains and says “it looked like something you’d like” and you know what HE’S ALWAYS RIGHT
- takes care of you when you’re sick like he buys you medicine, makes you hot soup and tea, gets you 28379 blankets, makes sure you’re comfortable
- he just wants you to feel better again because he doesn’t like seeing you this way
- gets so flustered when you wear his shirts and junhui teases him about it
- you made his “lipstick chateau” your ringtone and he screams for you to pick it up the second it rings
- “why would you make that your ringtone???”
- since he complained about it a lot you changed it……. to his girls’ generation cover of lionheart and he was like oh. my gosh. i give up
- the type to go like “race you there” and does fricking backflips while racing with you and you’re like wtf
- honestly an amazing listener
- you could rant to him for hours on end and he’d just listen attentively while giving great advice every now and then
- loves cuddling but he’s shy so INITIATE IT AND YOU’LL CUDDLE FOR HOURS
- actually really loves holding your hand and makes excuses to hold it like “ohhh my hands are cold”, “hold my hand so i don’t get separated from you” and you’re like minghao you’re so obvious lmao
- scolded you when you tried to copy his b-boying because he was afraid you were going to get hurt
- hugs and finger hearts
- tells you he loves you in chinese
- surprisingly really protective of you like once he went to the washroom and when he came back out he saw this guy flirting with you
- he normally doesn’t like confrontation but the SECOND he saw him touch you, he walked over and pulled you close to him
- “sorry to interrupt you, but we’re leaving now. punk.”
- seeing him this way made you feel all warm inside
- his dream is to one day take you to china with him to meet his family and explore all the places and take thousands of pictures together
- gets you thoughtful gifts like once you told him you needed new socks because your current ones are all gross and ripped up
- and the next day he showed up with a little box to give to you and when you opened it, there were like four pairs of socks and you cried
- minghao gets nervous when you cry of happiness because he thinks it’s of sadness and he’s all like “did i do something wrong?? did i make you cry??”
- asks mingyu and seokmin to teach him how to cook your favorite meal so he can make it for you
- minghao is honestly the kindest and most thoughtful boyfriend ever, he cares so much about your well-being and always makes sure you’re smiling when you’re together
- he may feel homesick sometimes and he may get exhausted from practicing for days on end and he may be lacking several hours of sleep
- but the second he sees you
- he knows he’ll be all right
- “repeat after me: (in chinese) i love you minghao”
- “(in chinese) i love you minghao”
- “(laughs) (in chinese) i love you too”

incorrect dangan/ronpa
  • Nanami: (singing) I wish your parents hadn't suddenly been killed!
  • Nanami: I wish they hadn't left you so unfulfilled!
  • Nanami: I wish your luck was good!
  • Nanami: I wish our class understood!
  • Nanami: I wish we'd met before they convinced you life is war!
  • Nanami: I wish you'd come with me--
  • Komaeda: (speaking) I wish I had more TNT.
over the moon

a/n: surprise! my therapy is going well so i wrote this!! why cant I stop writing Yoongi fluff? ): he makes me so soft. also this gif/outfit is very dad!yoongi don’t you think?

Originally posted by yoongichii

Yoongi was a highly intolerable person to be around. He was grouchy, precise about his work, wasn’t fond of people waking him up before three in the afternoon, didn’t like animals or small children, or people in general for that matter —however, all of that had changed when he met you. Don’t misunderstand, he was still a relatively prickly guy to be around, pretty much the only thing that had changed was your involvement to his life, even his friends had a hard time understanding what he had done to warrant your addition.

To Yoongi, the two of you were polar opposites, he was brash and blunt where you shied away from hurting people’s feelings, instead preferring to comfort and console —your field of expertise. He was hard where you were soft, cold where you warm, selfish where you were all too giving (something that annoyed the living shit out of him at times). And to his complete and utter surprise, and the surprise of literally everyone around him, it was you who had pursued him. An agonizing six months of insults and rejections hadn’t put off your warm smiles or offers for coffee and tea, your treat, until he had finally relented, deciding the best way to get rid of the annoying girl who kept showing up to his job and asking him out was to actually go out with her and be an ass —a simple feat really, all he had to do was be himself.

Only he hadn’t anticipated falling in love with you, or your moony eyes, or the way you stupidly seemed to always space out at the most inconvenient of times like at crosswalks to do the most unnecessary things like stare at a big star, which he had pointed out was not in fact a star it was probably a satellite because you two were in the city. Later that night he would convince himself he had grabbed your hand out of sheer obligation, so you wouldn’t get hit by a stupid car and he wouldn’t have to spend his night at the ER instead of watching Castle reruns and not because of the way your dumb face had lit up like a thousand Christmas lights just ‘cause he had grabbed your hand to pull you out of traffic.

Two days later he had decided he would take you out on another date because he couldn’t possibly let someone with so many stars in their eyes wander around the cruel streets of Seoul by themselves, you would probably take two wrong turns and get eaten by a shark or something. And it was definitely not because he liked you or the way you couldn’t stop staring at him when he talked about music or how you were so soft and pliable, or the way you had told him that Hawaii couldn’t be an island and a state it had to pick one. No, it was just his civil duty, he was too altruistic for his own good.

Three and half years later he had begrudgingly shoved a black velvet box in your hand, and it wasn’t because he liked you or anything it was only because it was too late to turn back now and he would look like a major ass if he like broke up with you this far down the road, and you were totally in love with him, because he had that affect on people (he had told you so too). To which you giggled and wiped at a stray tear asking if he would include that in his wedding vows. 

It definitely was not because he was so desperately in love with you it almost hurt and the thought of not having you binded to him even by some stupid court document when you possessed every piece of his heart and soul made it hard to sleep at night and sometimes he would stay awake just to watch you sleep and that was saying a lot because he loved sleep more than anything but now he loved you more than anything. And it’s not that he thought that you would leave him because, hey, if you didn’t realize how much of an ass he was by now, there was no hope for you, but because you deserved the world and then some and some stupid big fancy wedding with an ugly cake and people fawning over the two of you even if Yoongi hated it and kept tugging at his tie because it was choking him….. and that still wasn’t enough. 

And he had drunkenly told you so on your honey moon, as you stood before, cheeks flushed and looking like a fucking a fairy, he couldn’t help but spill over, pouring out years worth of affection. He told you it wasn’t enough, not for the girl who had come into his life like a whirlwind, who he thought hung the moon and stars for him every fucking night, who made his heart balloon, who made him feel, just feel so much at once his entire being felt like it was vibrating with the sheer amount of energy. It would never be enough, but he wouldn’t stop until it was, he would never stop loving you until he met you at the top of the moon. You grinned at him like an idiot, because there was no response that was not of the physical nature that would be suitable. 

Two years later he was here, in a grocery store looking very domestic as you wandered down some aisle doing God knows what and he muttered obscenities to his otherwise incapacitated passengers.

“Oh! Look at how precious they are!”

Min Yoongi was a highly intolerable person to be around. He was grouchy, precise about his work, wasn’t fond of people waking him up before three in the afternoon, and he hated when people crowded his children —

Yoongi blinked expectantly at the middle aged woman preening over the carrier, leaning in far too close for his liking, so close her obnoxiously scented perfume was choking him and he felt his blood pressure spike to an unreasonably high level. He cleared his throat, sending her a curt nod, to which she chose to ignore, instead taking it upon herself to rub a filthy hand over his child’s cheek. Min Yoongi reached in the baby bag for pocket bac—

“Babe?” Your voice caused a sense of euphoria he wasn’t yet willing to admit to and you smiled softly, “I was looking for you.”

You took note of Yoongi, who was so tense, you were sure if he were a cat his hackles would be risen and frowned in concern. All it took was one look at the woman with copious amounts of makeup leaning over the baby carrier to put two and two together. You sighed in understanding before letting out a tinkling laugh at his grimace. 

You rubbed a hand soothingly over the small of his back and he loosened his muscles, leaning into your touch begrudgingly. He was always so grumpy.

“Are they twins?” The woman cooed and you didn’t miss the way Yoongi was currently disinfecting one of your children as you bit back a laugh.

“Triplets actually. I’m the third.” He sneered and you pinched his side so hard he actually yelped.

The woman coughed uncomfortably before smiling at you, a smudge of red lipstick staining her teeth, “You have a beautiful family.”

“Thank you.” You smiled, rubbing a hand over your already protruding stomach.

“They’re alright.” He shrugged and you narrowed your eyes at him.

“Your husband has a very peculiar sense of humor.” She laughed awkwardly, but you were so used to Yoongi’s brash personality by now that you just sighed and waited.

“Husband? Oh no, I’m her brother.” He began.

You felt a hand on the back of your neck and you glanced up to see Yoongi staring at you with that look in his eye that meant—

He was kissing you, far too deeply, and far too passionately for broad daylight and in the middle of the feminine hygiene aisle at a grocery store, but you didn’t pull back because it was Yoongi and he was sweet. He tasted like mint gum and the Strawberry Apple baby puffs that he insisted he wasn’t sneaking when you weren’t looking and you felt a grin split your lips at the thought. There was distant mutterings of an excuse from Yoongi’s earlier companion but all you were focused on was the gentle way his thumbs coursed over your cheeks, and how as the kiss came to a close he kept placing gentle pecks against your own lips like he wasn’t ready to separate yet.

So as you took in your husband of going on two years, your partner of longer, the father of your children, Min Yoongi, in his black dad cap and distressed jeans with a baby bag strapped over chest and sporting a cat got the canary expression at you, you couldn’t help but grin. His actions were always so contradictory to his words, it was what made you fall in love with him all those years ago when you were but teens and he was working at a tech store. Min Yoongi was brash and blunt, could sometimes be cold but when it came to you and when it came to his children he was unbelievably soft hearted.

“Let’s go pay.” He sighed, gripping your hand, while using the other to steer the baby carrier, “Did you remember to pick up your prenatal pills?”

“Yes Yoongi.” You murmured.

“How about Gatorade,” he muttered, “the doctor said that you were getting dehydrated a lot quicker during this term.”

“Yes Yoongi.” You smiled to yourself.

“And don’t forget—”

You leaned up on your toes to press a peck on his check, “I love you, Yoongi.”

He froze for a moment, hating the way he cheeks flushed like a teenager as though he hadn’t just made out with you five minutes ago. He glared at you, “Let’s go home.”

[New Sides] Draco x Reader

A/N: My first published fic on Tumblr! It is currently 2:49 AM haha,,, I desperately wanted something to start my blog off so it’s not as good as it could’ve been, but still!

Word Cound: 1,742

Warnings: I think there is like one curse word? Hufflepuff Reader. Female pronouns. Has not been proof-read.

Summary: (Name) has a small clothing accident which leads to a flustered Draco and a sweet ending! (Will probably do a part two.)


There she was.

‘Bloody hell, how could someone be that perfect?’


Draco studied her, taking in her features from afar.

He had almost memorized her and the way she walked, the way she talked, the way she would get so lost in her own thoughts in class.

She would walk to the side closest to a wall alongside Neville Longbottom and her Hufflepuff friend Lynne. She would make small conversation and express small emotions. Very rarely would she draw attention to herself, her smiles being short and sweet and her laughs as delicate as a daisy petal.

She had a nervous twitch where she would play with her hair in some shape or form, twiddling it between her index finger and her thumb or curling it around a few times before brushing it out again.

She didn’t like rough flirting. He had figured that out immediately when Cormac approached (Name) and shot out some weird pick up lines, did the thing where he trapped her between two of his arms and backed her against a wall, and basically told her she had to go out on a date with him.

Her answer was obvious when all he received was a hard slap to the face and hard shove backwards.

They were partners in Potions once and Draco found himself staring at her constantly. She was so gentle, yet she knew how to stand up for herself.

He had learned so much about her just by studying her and seeing how she reacted to certain scenarios.

Draco, on the other hand, didn’t even try to approach her. He knew all it would end in was a rejection, and honestly he didn’t want his reputation damaged… No matter how infatuated he was with her.

Draco turned his attention from the Hufflepuff girl scurrying to catch up with her friends.

“… Did you hear me?” Blaise snapped his fingers in front of him, causing him to jump slightly.


“I asked what you were staring at.” Blaise stated, eyes narrowed. “A chick?”

Pansy scoffed and rolled her eyes. Her facial features scrunched up, causing her face to look distorted. “As if, Zambini. Draco is too good for all of these petty witches. Isn’t that right, Draco?” Draco rolled his eyes enough to let Pansy know that she was getting on his nerves before he turned on his heel and started walking, his friends following close behind.

“Whatever, Zambini. How about you mind your own business?” Blaise grunted and crossed his arms, eyeing a certain girl running to Neville Longbottom.

“What about her? Now that’s what you call eye-candy,” Blaise whistled, raising his eyebrows. “Finally a real woman around here.” Pansy, upon hearing his remarked, smacked the side of his arm with a snarl.

Draco moved his gaze over to where Blaise was staring.

“Who is she anyways? I’ve never even seen her,” Pansy spat, shooting a nasty stare at (Name).

“I don’t know, but would ‘ya look at that.” Blaise pointed to her skirt, lifted ever so slightly in the back. It looked wrinkled, as if she hadn’t bothered to readjust after standing up.

Draco felt his ears and cheeks heat up and had to force himself to avert his gaze. “Disgusting, Zambini…”

“Seriously though!” Pansy continued to smack Blaise, who in defense recoiled and jogged down the hall. Pansy followed after him, face red from anger. Behind Pansy trotted Crabbe and Goyle, claiming that she had something of theirs stored with her.

Draco was left in the middle of the hall, shamefully trying to ignore the presence of (Name) and the view that taunted him from only a few feet away.

He only happened to be glancing that way to see none other than Harry Potter and his crew stroll over to join in the circle of friends conversing.

Draco couldn’t handle it anymore. He was raised a gentleman, and a gentleman wouldn’t let a lady expose herself in public with his knowing.

At least, that’s what he told himself. In reality he just saw Harry’s face light up like a lantern when he caught a glance of (Name).

The Slytherin strolled over, biting his lip and refusing to look down a few inches.

He cleared his throat when he was directly behind her, signaling his appearance. (Name) turned around, a puzzled expression evident on her face.

“Oh, Malfoy…” She seemed surprised to see him standing there, red and flustered. “Can I help you?” She seemed more welcoming than her friends as they all shot glares up and down Draco’s form.

“Yeah, can we help you?” Ron’s mop of ginger hair moved with him whipping his head over to where Draco was standing.

“I’m not talking to you, Weasley,” Draco huffed. “Anyways, I wanted to politely inform you… That, um…” His face reddened, unable to form anything but jumbled and indefinable words.

“Yes? What is it?”

“Y-Your… Uh… Your skirt.” His voice shrank with each syllable.

“What about it?” (Name) looked at him with an eyebrow cocked in confusion.

“I-It’s… Uh… A bit short…” (Name)’s eyes widened immediately, her arms shooting to the back of her skirt to pull it down. Her face was red and she looked like she was about to cry.

“Th-Thank you for informing me…” Her voiced cracked before she excused herself and briskly walked away from the group. Her friends were staring at Draco with a scowl. He shot them a sideways glare before discreetly following her.

He ended up in a nearly empty corridor, (Name) seated on a bay windowsill.

“(Name)?” The Hufflepuff girl’s head shot up.

“If you came here to tease me about it, I suggest you leave.” Her tone was cold and wavering.

“If I really wanted to tease you about it, why would I have confronted you alone?” (Name) took a few seconds to read over his response and nodded.


Draco hesitantly neared (Name) whose head was down in mortification and shame.

“Are… Uh, you okay?” Draco didn’t exactly comfort people on a daily basis, so he was very careful of his words and actions.

She took a while to respond, sighing. “Yeah, just embarrassed. Thank you for informing me, though… It could’ve been a lot worse.”

“Are you crying?” Draco wanted to curse himself. Had he really just asked that? “On the verge…” (Name) replied with a halfhearted laugh.

“I don’t know why I wanted to cry, though… I guess I got so embarrassed…” The girl sighed again and scooted over on her windowsill to let Draco sit beside her. He complied, unsure of how to answer her previous statement.

There was a long moment of silence before (Name) spoke up, looking Draco directly in the eyes.

“I know you stare at me.” He sputtered, eyes narrowing.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about! I am not as lowly as to-“

“Don’t deny it, Malfoy. There’s no purpose in lying.” He grunted, not replying.

“So why do you stare at me, then?” She spoke up, eyes sparkling with newfound interest.

“What?” (Name) leaned back and crossed her arms, waiting for a response. Draco studied her, missing the sight of her features from a closer angle.

“I… Am not sure, actually.” His tone was soft, but sincere. “I suppose you just stand out from other people.”

“Oh, please. I’m a good-girl student who is too caught up in her own daydreaming that she leaves class with her skirt hiked up. I can’t be that unique. But thank you… For the compliment that is…” Draco nodded once as if saying ‘you’re welcome’.

“Yet you’re delicate and kind, yet somehow you also manage to be tough. You’re not a pushover, nor are you overbearing. And most of all you don’t make a fool out of yourself in front of me.” Draco laughed softly to lighten the mood.

“Well, I wouldn’t say that. I basically gave you an entire view… I would say that’s pretty bad.” (Name) smiled in return.

“You should see some other girls… What happened today was nothing,” he mumbled, entranced by the smile she offered him. (Name) giggled, tugging on her sleeve nervously. “So, um… Why exactly… Did you tell me about that? You could’ve easily just let me humiliate myself in front of everyone…” Draco froze. What was he supposed to say? ‘Because I’ve mildly stalked you for months now because you had me hooked ever since our one Potions assignment?’

“I… Uh… It just happened to catch my attention… It was distracting me and…”

“Distracting you?” (Name) repeated with a raised eyebrow.

“W-Well, I mean…!” She looked at the Slytherin struggling to form words and placed a comforting hand atop his.

“Don’t push yourself. You can tell me later.” Draco’s breath hitched and if his face wasn’t already a bold shade of red, then damn was it now.

She hopped down from the windowsill, leaving a lingering feeling on the hand that she touched.

“Well… I suppose I’ve idled here for a few moments now. Thanks, again.” She smiled and started to walk away before she was pulled back gently. Draco gently grasped her hand with an almost pleading look in his brilliant gray eyes. She was almost taken aback at his brashness.

“Draco?” She tilted her head and looked at him.

“(Name)… I understand this must sound sudden, but um… Would you like to accompany me this weekend to Hogsmeade? Or it doesn’t have to necessarily have to be there… Just anywhere, really…? Just the two of us?” Draco’s eyes were soft and gentle. His hand grasped hers as if she was a gem that could shatter with the smallest wrong move.

“Oh…” His expression fell at her response. He retracted his hand, turning to leave. “Wait!” She looked at him with a confused stare. He looked back at her, mirroring her gaze. “What?”

“That wasn’t a ‘no’, silly… I was simply just surprised! In fact, I would love nothing more than to accompany you somewhere… Just the two of us.” She smiled and nudged him playfully. He grinned back at her, showing a rare side of him she had never seen. (Name) approached him with a rosy tint dusting her cheeks and planted a dainty kiss on his cheekbone before bidding him a goodbye.

He stood in the corridor, grazing the place she had kissed him with his fingertips, his expression dazed and dreamy.

Meanwhile, (Name) did the same, almost thanking her bad luck for the skirt incident.

Unintentional Chapter Two: Phone Calls

Chapter Summary: Things have been strange on set since you’d filmed those scenes with Jensen. Things get heated during a convention.

A/N: I just wanted to say this now, this story is going to involve a lot of cheating. I do not condone cheating in any way, this is simply for the purpose of fiction <3

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Phone sex, language (including dirty talk, but I guess that kind of goes hand in hand with phone sex?)

Word Count: 2.3k (oops?)

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Originally posted by pleasegivemecake

You were still aching for him. You pressed your legs together to try and help with the need for friction. There was lots you and Jensen needed to talk about. But you just, couldn’t. Then it would become real, and that would become a problem; and you had to avoid becoming the other woman at all costs.


Over the next couple of weeks, things had been…awkward between you and Jensen. No matter what you did, you couldn’t get him out of your head. You’d lie awake at night, watching old gag reels and outtakes, just to see him. Your heart would skip a beat when you saw him smile; and your breath would slip away when you heard his laugh.

You’d also been avoiding Misha and Jared. At least when Jensen wasn’t around anyway. When the four of you were together, there was too much goofing around to give either of them the chance to ask you about anything. They didn’t know about what had happened on set, but they could tell that something was up.

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love, rosie sentence meme

feel free to change the pronouns and things to fit your muse!

  • “take a deep breath. start at the beginning.”
  • “well, you’re at a disadvantage being a, you know, a virgin.”
  • “god, you’re so fucked up.”
  • {text}: your face is annoying me.
  • “i know we’re not officially talking but i need help with my tie.”
  • “boy-girl friendships can be very complicated sometimes.”
  • “that was one the most embarrassing moments of my entire pathetic existence.”
  • “is it crazy to think like that?”
  • “what about _____? have you told her?”
  • “keep in touch, okay?”
  • “you’re turning out to be more interesting than you look!”
  • “it’s a girl, if you must know.”
  • “being a girl sucks.”
  • “i’ve been sent to play fairy godmother.”
  • “it’s time to realize that you’re here with us.”
  • “you dreamt you were an inanimate object?”
  • {text}: i miss you, _____. please come visit, ok?”
  • “why can’t you drink? if that’s not a rude question.”
  • “i’m glad you’re fine because i’m not!”
  • “you thought i was jealous of you? no, i pity you!”
  • “i wanna meet her. i’m her dad.”
  • “has anyone ever told you that you have the most amazing eyes?”
  • “you should see her little face light up when he walks in the room!”
  • “i just want to belong to someone.”
  • “is that lipstick you’re wearing?”
  • “that’s how fucked up your life is.”
  • “i never got to say goodbye.”
  • “so keep chasing those dreams, darling. for my sake.”
  • “how can someone just…not be there anymore?”
  • “i just need to know one thing. are you happy with him?”
  • “you deserve someone who loves you with every bit of his heart.”
  • “every time something goes on in my life, all i have to do is look at yours and it puts everything into perspective.”
  • “maybe we’re just not meant to be.”
  • “your friendship has brought glorious technicolor to my life.”
  • “_____ kissed me.”
  • “if you reject him now, he’s gonna make his life’s mission to meet the most perfect, beautiful girl in the world just to try and get over you and end up marrying this other woman and spending the rest of his life with her. and, you know, tell himself that she’s perfect, he really must be happy. but she won’t be you.”
  • “your father would be so proud of you.”
  • “so i had this weird dream on the plane over…”