am i the only one that found this funny

if you’re struggling for AU ideas take a look-see at this list i wrote for my friend who dubbed it “better than the 10 commandments" 

1)     Coffee shop AU

i)       Barista and person who has a ridiculous coffee order

ii)      I’m worried about your coffee dependency

iii)     you accidentally poured boiling hot coffee over me so you’re responsible for taking me to A&E

iv)     you give me a different fake name every time you come into starbucks and I just want to know your real name bc ur cute but here I am scrawling “batman” onto your stupid cappuccino

2)      Flower shop AU

i)       You buy a weird amount of flowers and I’m concerned as to why

ii)      I’m allergic to flowers but I work in a flower shop – you’re a customer who’s very confused as to why I’d do that

iii)     (this is also a good way to incorporate flower meanings eg, buying certain colours/types for person to represent feelings etc.)

3)      Library AU

i)       You’re overdue on this book and I want it so I’m tracking u the fuck down

ii)      I work in the library and I’m a little concerned for your health bc you never stop studying

iii)     The library’s pretty empty save for you and me and OH that couple making out loudly in the shelves somewhere

4)      Awful first time meeting

i)       I accidentally punched you in the face when I was too overexcited about something

ii)      I thought you were my friend who’s just done something awful to me (read: cut my hair while I slept, dyed all of my clothes pink, etc. etc.) because you look similar from behind so I stormed up to you and shoved you from behind while calling you an asshole

iii)     You get the gist to this one

iv)     Oooh when you told me your name I thought you were joking because it’s fucking awful and I made a joke about it and things got awkward real fucking fast (perfect for a Hannibal au just saying)

5)      Weird places to meet/awkward meetings in general

i)       We live in the same block of flats but haven’t ever talked and Sunday morning we were both doing the walk of shame and had to stand in the lift together

ii)      “okay I know that being in the woods at 2am is a weird thing to be doing but my friend called me and- wait, why are you in the woods at 2am, fuck I’m going to die aren’t I?”

iii)     A personal favourite of mine – first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night

iv)     We keep accidentally running into each other I’m not a stalker I swear

v)      You live across from me in our apartments and we smile when we see each other but we don’t really know each other and oh you’re the stripper at my friend’s stag do/hen night fuck this is really uncomfortable

vi)     “My shower’s broken but I’ve got a date tonight could I possibly use your shower please?” “Oh sure (neighbour that I’ve been crushing on for the past six months) of course you can use my shower to get ready for your date (fuck fuck fuck)”

6)      Friends to romance – pining and all that wonderful shit

i)       You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

ii)      I really like you but you’re my best friend’s ex

iii)     You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really miss it and fuck I think I like you too?

iv)     Somewhere along the way of getting into bar fights together, staying up all night with movie marathons, other friendship things, I’ve fallen in love with you but oh my god this could ruin EVERYTHING

v)      Friends with benefits oh wait I like you

7)      FAKE DATING HOLY SHIT I LIVE FOR THIS

i)       It’s my highschool reunion and I need a hot date so I can rub it in the faces of the people who hated me

ii)      My homophobic parents are coming to visit will you pretend to date me as an extra “fuck you”?

iii)     There’s a person who won’t stop bugging me will you pretend to be my partner so that they’ll fuck off?

iv)     I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep I need a fake boyf ASAP

8)      Soulmate aus

i)       The first words your true love(s) will say to you are tattooed on you and why the fuck are their first words something really ridiculous like ‘I’ll pay you a tenner to punch me in the face’ or ‘quick what’s your favourite animal’ or ‘fucking shit hell holy fuck wow oh my god jesus h Christ fuck me’ etc. or even worse a really ridiculous song lyric like  the opening lines of uptown funk or a high school musical song or smthing did you have to serenade me the first time you saw me asshole?

ii)      You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or an overwhelming feeling that Thatcher was a good prime minister or an image in my mind of a fucking unicorn

iii)     The more ridiculous the better actually

iv)     Something like whenever your soulmate sings a duet you can’t help but join in and my fucking soulmate is in a goddamn band but I can’t sing for shit

v)      Or maybe something like soulmates always sneeze at the same time and I cant be sure but me and this kid in my French class just sneezed at the same time are we soulmates or was it a coincidence (proceed w character trying to make themselves sneeze around said person to see what’s what)

9)      Alternate universes for real

i)       Mermaids

ii)      Siren and asexual pirate who doesn’t understand why all his crew are losing their shit that person has a nice voice sure but what the fuck is happening

iii)     Hogwarts

iv)     We live in a world where the greek gods are real and you went and got yourself cursed and now I have to go on a fucking quest to sort this shit out why do I love you again?

v)      Pacific rim au (either they’re drift compatible or one of them is a ranger and the other stresses constantly bc what if they die yes I have read a fic like this no I didn’t come up with this one but it’s fucking good) (also if you haven’t seen that film go watch it now)

vi)     Literally any movie or book universe you like tbh just go for it

10)   Other aus that I like

i)       I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck at the top? Fuck

ii)      We work in the same office and you have a goddamn squeaky chair and you wONT FUCKING STOP SQUEAKING IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT ANNOYS ME

iii)     Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this

iv)     It started to snow and I’m the only one of our friends who would go outside with you – I soon found out why none of the others would go out in the snow with you (this works best if they’re new friends who don’t know each other all that well) when you shoved a handful of snow down my back and declared snow war

v)      It’s nowhere near Christmas it’s literally still November would you calm down about Christmas wait no why are you getting the tree out no stop please stop (if you do this pre-relationship you can have the grouchy one secretly finding the other’s excitement endearing and falling in love with them actually that works for established relationship too)

vi)     Current partner got a new job in America (or other country far away) and we’re getting by on skype calls and emails but it’s not easy and then I met someone new (can be poly or can be finding the OTP person)

vii)   You want us both to get in shape and I hate working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do for my friends and their nice asses

viii)  Carrying on from 10.vii. you’ve caught me checking you out in what I thought was a subtle way too many times and now you’re calling me out on it what do I do???

ix)     You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do??

x)      You were waving at your friend behind me but I got confused and waved back at you and now I’m dying of embarrassment but you think it’s cute

xi)     I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think it’s hilarious and shut up you dumb fuck you don’t know me aahhh

xii)   I’m a waiter at this wedding and you’re a drunk guest who will not stop hitting on me please I’m trying to work no I can’t dance with you omg let me find you some water

xiii)  Our best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”

xiv)  You pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait you’re cuter up close and the way you talk is kind of nice actually oh fuck no

Okay I could go on forever but this is over 1,500 words of auing already I have too many ideas christ

send me some to @theskyis-forever with a pairing for me to write :)

Bus Stop

[V/Jihyun Kim X Reader]


Every day he saw her waiting there at the bench. Sometimes she would be standing. Her sun dress flowing in the wind, as if the lace or fabric had been lighter than air, catching even the smallest breeze. Her hair dancing about her face. His eye sight was poor, but he could see her tangled hair dancing. He could smell the perfume of her shampoo carried in the wind as he approached her. Other times she would be huddled together on the bench as she sat. Her knees clenched closely as she held her heavy coat to her frame in the cold wind.

It was the same as when he first met her. The droplets of rain fell hard, each splash on the pavement demanded your hearing. V could hardly believe someone had been caught so off guard by the storm. Her hands went from wiping her ever-dampening hair to her arms, to her soaked cloth clinging to her frame. He remembered thinking how beautiful and natural she looked. How helpless. How, in that moment, he saw someone in need of his help, even if his sight was less than superb. Her bangs and hair clung to her face and she smiled to him. The smile that he had grown to look forward to for weeks to come.

“Please, share my umbrella?” he asked of her as he held it above her shivering frame.

It was the first thing he ever said to her. The first words ever spoken between them as they stood there at the bus stop. Her careful nod and slight smile pierced through him in that instant. Her gratitude. Had he ever been so thankful for his eyesight before?

In his mind he could remember every detail of her. Her face. Her makeup and the way the strands of hair clung messily to her face from the rain like thin vines on a beautiful sculpture. The sound of the droplets on the umbrella and the feel of wetness as the bottoms of his jeans began to soak water and creep up his shins. It didn’t matter, as long as she was dry and comfortable.

“Thank you,” she spoke in soft syllables through the heavy rain.

Her voice had been like a symphony to the backdrop of the rain pattering. Her smile the beams of sunlight in the clouds of rain. It was a gift to see her before him.

When the bus approached and she nodded in gratitude before entering, he felt a heaviness in his chest. Such grace and beauty lost to him now because he hadn’t the courage, nor the strength, to ask her for any more than she had already bestowed upon him. Only a  warm smile and a slight giggle from her as he sheltered her from the rain.

The next day it was drizzling lightly as he approached the bench. His sight limited to the bus. And…as if a sign from above, he saw her looking back to him with that same sweet smile. It would insight the tightness in his chest once more. She recognized him? Even with his blurry vision he could never mistake her for another.

“Hello, V!” she would smile and exclaim every time.

Always the same cheerful greeting. It always elicited his heart to work overtime in his chest. He wanted to know more about her. Wanted her to know more about him.

“Call me Jihyun, remember,” he laughed and smiled.

“Oh! Of course, I’m so sorry,” she would laugh and cover her face in embarrassment.

He loved that about her. And without another thought his umbrella would be covering her and sheltering her from the spring rain.

“You don’t take the same route as I do, yet you’re always here at the same time,” she says casually, “why do you take the bus? Your clothes….ah! I’m sorry, is that rude?”

The way she gets flustered turns his cheeks red. He didn’t think he was dressed so richly? Maybe only compared to Jumin…

“It’s not rude,” he chuckled, “my eye sight…” he let his voice trail off.

“I know,” she replied.

Delicate fingertips pressed against his cheeks and shocked him more than he had anticipated. The feeling of her warm fingertips on his skin made his heart leap and his body feel warmth in the growing cold.

“Is that why you…ride public transport?” she had asked.

“Mostly, yes,” he found himself admitting.

It is true. He can still see alright, enough to get around daily life. But he can not drive. Public transport is his means of traveling. He doesn’t wish to be like his friend Jumin, spending money on personal drivers and cars. Figures from afar appear as blurs, but not her.

Perhaps it was the way she smelled. Or sounded.

He could hear her rustling and know it was her. Her delicate hands moving through her bag to find her chapstick. Or her sunglasses. Or phone. He could tell her apart from anyone else in the world. it would start off as if she had forgotten the thing completely. Frantic and manic were her hands in the pockets and crevices of her bag. Eventually, the all-too-familiar sigh would escape her when she found what she was looking for. Maybe others could not pick it up, but he could. He heard and watched her pop the cap from her chapstick in the summer and rub it against her full lips. She wasn’t aware of how bad his sight had been. But she was more aware than most.

Most good days, when he met her at the bench, they would talk about themselves. If she was carrying bags, she would explain what she purchased for him. Even if it was trivial, he found himself enthralled in her explanations.

“Shoes for the beach. You know my old ones always gave me trouble,” she laughed and he agreed since he had known as well, “and this new dress. I don’t know how well it will look. Maybe for a lunch with friends…”

She held the dress up to herself and he felt almost bad for imagining her in it. Perhaps on a moonlit night. She would be waiting as he approached from a street corner. She would be smiling, only for him, in that dress. He’d buy her dinner and wine. They would share her favorite dessert and she would tell him all about her day. He would listen intently. He cared. For a moment he had to remind himself of where he was.

“It’s a beautiful dress for you,” he remarked.

“Why, thank you,” she replied and stuffed the items back in her bag with red cheeks.

One day she was showing him what she had purchased, when she noticed how aloof he seemed, though he was trying his hardest not to show it.

“Your eyesight,” she spoke softly, “it’s getting worse…isn’t it…”

Why was he choking back his words? Was it the slight drizzling rain clouding his eyes, or his own tears as he held his umbrella over what he hoped was her frame. If he could do anything in this world, it was to keep her from being cold…and wet. Somehow, she knew. Just by the way he had acted, for he hadn’t said a word about how he was doing.

He felt a soft hand on his own free one. It was hers. Without thinking twice he smiled and let her lead him. He could even hear her smile in her voice.

“Sunglasses…not that I’ll be needing them anytime soon, don’t you agree? I feel like a fool for believing the weatherman,” she laughed and held her forehead against his own as she did so, while still guiding his hand around her bag.

Was she not put off by his ailment? It was one of the first times he could say he hadn’t felt like an outsider. Someone who needed to be asked to be accepted. She had grabbed his hand…

She had grabbed his hand…and from then on, she continued to do so.

Some days, he didn’t need it. Some days, the sun shone bright and still would be out-shined by her radiance. Her smile and aura as he approached the bench would radiate his core. Whether she was heading to work, meeting friends or shopping, she looked beautiful and full of hope to him. She filled him with her warmth even on the coldest of days.

It wasn’t since Rika that he had felt this way about another human being. And even thinking about her inner beauty, could he say he even felt this way about Rika? No. This person who had accepted him as who he was, even with his sight as it happened to be. This person who asked nothing from him other than conversation as they waited for the bus to take them to their destinations.

When he had fallen in love with her, who could say? But he was sure she felt the same way. Her subtle touches to his hands and arm when they met. The way she leaned in close to explain things to him.

“It is cold…but I do appreciate the rain,” she said one day to him after he had placed his jacket over her. “It gives life to the flowers around us, the plants…Life would cease to exist without the rain. I think we should appreciate it. Don’t you agree?” she asked him.

Of course he did. His hands held her shoulders tightly as he explained so. How badly he wanted to ask her to dinner in that moment. Maybe just to a cup of coffee. To ask her everything about herself. Did she garden? What was her favorite film? Did she enjoy music?

He could sense a lot about her just in the time they spent together. She was selfless. She only went shopping when it meant it was needed. If it was for meeting friends, or perhaps something she didn’t have before. He liked that about her. She was observant.

“The bus has been a little late…fourth time this week…I hope the driver isn’t feeling ill,” she had mentioned one day.

He laughed.

“What’s so funny?” she smiled and put her hand on his forearm playfully, “ I really am worried!”

“Only you would be worried about the driver when your ride is late…I just…find it charming,” he admitted to her.

When he was late, or struggling to make it to the bench, he found her at his side, helping carry his things and hold him steady.

One particularly rainy day, her bus arrived on schedule. It was the familiar slosh of the flowing gutters as it pulled close to the curb for her. The all-too-familar squeak of the door hinges as it swung opened for her. But she did not move. She did not enter. Her hand lay wrapped on his forearm, which held his umbrella sturdy to protect her the best he could from the elements.

“I’m not going in today,” she spoke coyly as the door shut and the sound of the bus driving down the road faded once again in the distance.

He couldn’t hold back his smile much longer. Her touch soothed him. Her delicate hands he had grown to fall in love with. And the sweetness in her voice like warm honey coating his soul.

“We can’t waste the day,” he found himself replying, “how about I take you to lunch…and then maybe dinner?”

“Nothing could make me happier, Jihyun,” she pulled her body in close to his as she spoke.

He could feel her steps in sync with his own. This wasn’t the first time he had taken her out. Not even the twentieth time…her feet and hands, her voice, her steps and the pitter patter they made next to his own feet…the way she walked was all too familiar.

Yes…this day was like many others he had come to share with her. And yet…he felt in his pocket, that hardness in the shape of a box. The velvet case with a ring inside.

It may have come to be a familiar day for them. But today, he would ask her to be his wife.

The Offer

Guyssss I am super excited (and very much nervous) to share this with you all!! I know I haven’t posted anything in a very long time and I am sorry for that, witer’s block hit me heavy last month due to finals… This will most likely be in multiple parts as there is a lot on my mind about this whole thing lol. Also this is a prince!Harry AU and I am not going to pretend I know everything about the royal government, so if I get things wrong I do apologize!! I hope you all enjoy pals (: -M xx.

The offer happened the third time you encountered him.

Ironically, the first encounter was something you wish you avoided. At the time, you were only introduced to half of the royal family you were working for (which of course, made sense; as a family as important as them, most of them don’t have time to waste meeting new employees). Being able to call yourself an assistant to the royal family was an accomplishment to you, so all you wanted to do was make a great impression.

However, when you held a regrettable amount of coffee in a paper cup that was just a little too hot; and with your nerves jittering at your fingertips and toes, all hope of making a good impression was lost as you unintentionally tripped over your own feet–resulting with your face almost hitting the marble floor and the coffee staining a very expensive shirt.

There was quietness once you hit the floor, as when you looked up to see that your coffee spilt on in fact, the prince, which soon made you go into a silent panic. He shook his arms as the liquid began to turn his skin red from its temperature; his eyebrows crinkled as if he was trying to figure out what just happened before his green eyes traveled to your frozen face. 

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Get it off me

Summary: You’re friends with David Dobrik and a youtuber yourself. He knows you like Tom like the rest of your friends so he gets in touch with him and plays a prank on you.

“Y/n lie down” David says with a smile on his face as I enter his apartment. Immediately I give him a confused look to why.

“No thanks imma sit on the couch” I drop onto the couch next to Don who was smoking pot as normal. I would of thought he died by now but he didn’t.

“No trust me you’ll be fine I promise it’s a surprise” I immediately knew not to do it because of the pranks he had been playing on other people lately. Luckily I wasn’t going to fall for it, I hope.

“David I’m not doing it”

“Please Y/n I’ll give you $30” he pleads and I make the offer go higher to about 50. Whatever the surprise was it better be worth $50 because Don was so mad I got the money. Most of the time he gave it to me as click bait but he actually physically gave it to me.

I lie down on the hard floor with a nervous knot in my stomach. If he killed me I would haunt him for the rest of his life. It wasn’t long till David covered my eyes with a piece of clothing so I couldn’t see what the surprise was and got his camera out.

“Okay just keep calm and don’t freak out” I heard a couple snickers in the background but I’m guessing that was from Jason and Josh. It was surprising how well they got on behind the camera. After a couple minutes of waiting and cursing at David I felt a massive weight on my leg.

“OH MY GOD!! DAVID GET IT OFF ME!” I screamed as I couldn’t move my feet. Whatever it was it was really heavy and I didn’t like it at all. Fear ran through my body and came out of my mouth.

“I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU LOVE!”
I frantically wave my hands around trying to get a feel of what was on me. It was bigger than expected and I felt even more scared as it grabbed my hands.

“DAVID!! DAVID WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?” I screamed as everyone laughed at me.

“You can take your blindfold off now” an unfamiliar voice laughed. The voice was unfamiliar but deep down I knew who it was. It was a voice I really liked to here and couldn’t believe to hear in real life.

“That’s hard since my hands are being held” with that said I’m guessing Liza took it off for me. My eyes were still shut because I didn’t want to open them.

“Y/n you can open you eyes now” Liza said before laughing herself. I don’t know how anyone found this funny.

“I’m not going to because I swear there is a male whore above me”

“I am many things but a male whore is not one of them” the accent came out quite think but I understand stood every word he said. I open my eyes slowly and one at a time. My heart started beating faster as I saw the face I only dreamed of seeing.

“THOMAS STANLEY FUCKING HOLLAND” I screamed a little loudly. He was amused at my fangirlingness and plastered a smile on his face.

“Wow you look hot in real life” Tom smiles and I felt my cheeks gain a little colour.

“How- David?”

“I thought this would freak you out a lot” I then realised that he recorded the whole thing and he was going to use it in the volg.

“1. I am by the fact that there is a guy sitting on my lap 2. The guy is Tom Holland” I almost practically scream from happiness. I couldn’t stop smiling but I was still confused to why he was sitting on me.

“Awe you’re cute”

“Thanks but you’re kind of on top of me and I’d really like to punch David” he laughed lightly and it sounded like heaven.

“Sure” Tom got up off the floor before helping me up too. If I knew this was going to happen I would of put a lot more effort into my looks seeing as I was wearing a flannel and ripped skinny jeans.

“David I actually hate you” I glare at the boy who still had his camera on. Everyone else was just shocked that David got hold of Spider-Man for me, to be fair we were shocked he did something so nice for me seeing as he always did the worst pranks on me.

“Say that to me after this” David had a smirk on his face and I started getting scared again. A pair of hands grab onto my waist and turn me to face them before they attach their lips onto mine. At first I stood completely still because I couldn’t believe this happened to me but then I slowly got into it. There were a lot of cheering as we pulled away from each other.

“Okay how much did David pay you to do that?” I ask perplexed.

“Um nothing actually I just really wanted to kiss you”

“No this is a dream, my celebrity crush wouldn’t just waltz into my friends apartment and kiss me-”

“Wanna go out for dinner sometime?” The British boy asks out of no where. I blink whilst his dreamy brown eyes locked onto mine making me realise this was real.

“Definitely” I nod seeing a smile tug at the corners of his mouth. This was probably the best day of my life.

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A New DM

Requested by an anon: 12 && 32 with Marty Scurll for that drabble thingy please(:

12: “You like me?”
32: “Just kiss me, you idiot.”

Word Count: 250

Tag List: @imnobodiesbitch, @paradoxical-opheliac, @dorkyvillain, @wrestlingnoob, @imagineall-the-fandoms, @thatwrestlingfan91, @wrasslin-rollins, @ridingmoxley, @guatebabyxo, @rainbowbox, @ambrose-asylum-ft-mitch, @telllies8, @ambroseasylum022, @itsmescottsummers

Originally posted by finns-devitt

“Piss off Marty” Trevor said before walking away.

Marty turned towards you giving you a funny face as you helped film the last scene for Being the Elite.

You clicked the red button and let out a laugh. “Oh the fans are gonna love this. This episode is gold.”

“Ya think so?”

“Yeah.” You said as you jumped up and sat on the table. “I saw the videos from the Bucks and it was funny. No one wants to be your friends, Ken knows you saw the dm, your musical number. It’s all a good episode.”

“I guess I really am all by myself.” Marty said.

“I’m here aren’t I?”

“Yeah, you got that right darling. I guess if only one person could stay around, it should be the person I like the most.”

You like me?” You asked with a smirk.

“Who wouldn’t like you? You’re incredibly gorgeous. You’re talented. You’re funny, and I absolutely love being around you.” Marty stated getting closer to you.

Just kiss me, you idiot.” You laughed as you pulled him in between your legs and kissed him.

It didn’t take long for the kiss to get heated up. You had your legs wrapped around Marty’s waist and Marty’s hands found their way under your shirt.

You two parted when you heard a photo snap and Kenny say, “Well that’s a new photo for the DM.” before walking out of the room again.

You and Marty chuckled before kicking the heat back up.

Lost

Challenge 12: Wilderness
Genre: Fluff
Character: Jackson
Plot: You go camping with Got7 but get lost while hiking with your crush.

[Masterlist]

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You were never the type that enjoyed the outdoors. You preferred bug-free, UV-safe, air-conditioned spaces. It’s not like you were opposed to outdoor adventures altogether. Like most humans, you enjoyed a healthy intake of vitamin D—which you received via outdoor shopping outlets with Bambam and reading books by the poolside with Jinyoung. However, grass? Sweating? Sore muscles? —Not so much your thing.

So when Jackson suggested that all of Got7 (and somehow including you) go on a camping trip, every bone in your body was telling you to refuse. But when Jackson looked at you with his precious puppy eyes, your face turned red as you muttered something that must’ve sounded like a yes because here you were—hiking up a dirt path with Got7, with sore muscles and sweat running down your back.

You huffed, watching the guys slowly walk ahead of you.

“Hey, Y/N, you doing okay?” Jackson asked, walking back to your side.

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anonymous asked:

Hi, hi!!! You are seriously THE best!!! Can you imagine the Chocobros reaction if their s/o (fem, if that's okay!) proposed to them, instead of the other way around?? Ooooh my goodness, my heart melts just thinking about it!!! Thank you so so so much!!!! Xo I love your blog!!

*squeels excitedly for all eternity*
I swear, anon, this might just be the most precious fluff request I’ve gotten to date. My face was a blushing MESS when I read this.


When I was younger, I spent every Friday night bingewatching wedding shows on TLC. Suffice to say, I aboslutely adore proposals and all that warm and fuzzy marriage buisness.✨


Thank you endlessly for all of the support and love for the blog - I can’t tell you how much it means to Leigh and I!

Without further delay, let the Valentines week fluff fest begin 💜

Note: the s/o is implied to be fem


NOCTIS✧

Song: “Flightless Bird, American Mouth” by Iron and Wine

  • One would think that when proposing to the prince of Lucis, only an extravegant affair of fresh flowers, imported chocolates, and a sky written message would do
  • Nobody would have guessed that the seemingly simple proposal Noct’s s/o planned, one leagues behind a royal engagement, would have meant so much to him
  • Love’s a funny thing… isn’t it?
  • Around 3 am on a starry summer night, Noct and his s/o found themselves tangled up in a bubble bath, surrounded by dimly flickering candles, loosely strung christmas lights, and floating rose petals atop soapy water
  • The skylight window above provided a stream of delicious moonlight that cast a hazily euphoric glow on the couples bare forms
  • Swaddled in warmth and comfort, Noctis held his s/o lovingly in his lap, running water softened hands along her body, tracing her curves thoughfully, as she pressed occasional kisses to his collarbone and neck

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Turtles? I love them too

Genre: Soulmate AU

Pairing: John Laurens x Reader

Time: Modern

a/n- I just love John I mean Anthony Ramos so I had to make an imagine of him :‘3

Originally posted by hammyminroll

Eliza Schuyler had finally found her soulmate last week and you felt alone, you saw Alex and her so in love that it made you so happy and disappointed. You were the last Schuyler sister to get a soulmate, Angelica was with Aaron and Peggy was with Lafayette. You decided to adopt a pet so you won’t be alone, you really love turtles and sometimes you would draw little sketches of them.

Your soulmate tattoo said “turtles? I love them too!” Its really funny that your soulmate is going say that when you meet him. You searched for adoption center near your apartment and you found one only ten minutes away, Eliza walked in your room. “What’s up?” she said, you sighed, “I am going to adopt a turtle.” Her face brightens
up and she smiled, “A turtle? That’s so cute! Can I come with you?”

“Yeah, Peggy can come too….but she is really occupied with Laf and I don’t want to disturb Angelica in her office so it’s just the two of us!” You started to change clothes while Eliza went to her room. After a few minutes you were already outside with Eliza, you walked to a adoption center five blocks away. You saw a small sign of the adoption center and you walked in. The friendly worker who was in the desk greeted you. “Welcome to Little Paws and Claws Adoption Center! My name is Angeline.” You smiled, “Hi Miss Angeline, I’m Y/N L/N and I was the person who had an appointment to adopt a turtle.” Eliza was busy looking at cute bunnies and just saying “aww” Angeline chuckled a little bit. “Oh yes Ms.Y/N, right this way.” You didn’t mind Eliza so you walked beside Angeline. “ We have new species of turtles so it’ll be easy to spot one you want.“ You looked at the different animals until you saw a line of turtle breeds before you. 

After a while picking one, you decided to get a small turtle of your choice and some it’s necessities. “Thank you so much Angeline I-” “I’m sorry but I have get this call, sorry. Uhm hello this is Paws and Claws Adoption Center how may I help you? Oh your going to adopt today? Yes…Thank you!” she stopped the call and apologized to you, “It’s okay.” You smiled. Someone walked in the door, he was really familiar from somewhere. His face was full of freckles and was framed with strands of curly hair from his ponytail. You walked up to Eliza, “I think I saw him somewhere..” 

“Oh, that’s John Laurens, one of Alex’s friends.” She smiled at you. “Do you have this kind of turtle?” He showed a picture to Angeline of the same turtle you had. “I’m sorry but she already adopted that turtle.” Angeline pointed at you. “I think I saw you somewhere, you like turtles? I like them too.” he asked you and you froze. He was your soulmate “Y-yeah….we have the same tattoo.” You pointed at his arm. He looked at his tattoo then yours, “What……I found my soulmate in a adoption center? Well this is weird…“ You chuckled at him, you gave him your turtle. “If we are soulmates, we can just keep him together.” You smiled at him, “Where do you want to go?

anonymous asked:

Hi. Just wanna let you know that someone posted your Laura chair-surfing fanart on 9gag. You'd see it after a few scrolls through the trending tag. Dunno if it'll bother you or not, but I thought I'd let you know. It's kinda funny reading through the comments and no one knows that it's a fanart for Carmilla. Haha

Not gonna lie, I’m annoyed that my art was reposted, but it is funny to read the comments. Only one person has recognized it as Carmilla fanart so far. Also, look how many points it had when I found it: 

1698 FREAKIN POINTS I AM GOING TO LOSE MY SHIT

Coffee Creamer Kisses || Peter Parker [[request]]

[[requested prompt: A Peter x reader where the reader is a waitress and Peter and Aunt May come in and she serves him and they’re both a stuttering mess and she spills Peter’s water (when he goes to clean himself up Aunt May finds out your shift is ending) and Aunt May goes to the ‘bathroom’ but leaves because your shift is ending and Peter and you talk and plan a date and it’s all fluff please! I love your writing so much!]] 

i’m determined to finish all of these requests (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و 

tags: {anonymous}

{{request status: still open}}

**don’t repost/plagiarize this story! reblogs are fine!**

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Originally posted by v-writings

You were a normal teenage girl who worked part time at a well known diner in Queens. So far, your shift was going great with little to no mistakes on your part. 

You hadn’t mixed up a single order and had managed to collect a decent amount of tips. With a happy bounce in your step, you look up at the time to see that it was nearing the end of your shift. You probably had another 45 minutes to go before you could head home. 

While you were busying yourself with wiping down the tables, you hear the door to the diner open as one of your coworkers alerts you to the new customers, “They’re sitting in the booth seat, do you mind taking care of them?” 

“Not at all, Patty! I got this!” You exclaim excitedly and pull out your pad, readying your pen as you head toward the table. When you got closer to the table, you finally got a good look at who was settled in the booth seat and immediately began to tense up. 

You felt your throat clench upon seeing Peter with his aunt at the table, feeling yourself turning red when you manage to stutter out, “P-Peter, hello!” 

His aunt’s eyes widen with recognition before looking back at Peter, “No wonder you wanted to eat here!” 

“M-May, it’s not what you think! I j-just really like their coffee and burgers! Who d-doesn’t like this diner’s burgers, anyways?” 

May rolls her eyes, but you weren’t paying much attention to their exchange since you were feeling so nervous at the fact that your all time crush Peter Parker was here. 

Peter was practically a celebrity at Midtown High- well actually, you take that back. He wasn’t too popular, but he was known for his genius intellect. You swear, there wasn’t a guy that was as smart (or as cute) as he was. Not only was Peter super smart, but he was incredibly kind as well. 

You remember when you shared your biology class with him. When the teacher had talked about meiosis and mitosis, you had no idea what was wrong with your brain that day because nothing seemed to click with you. By the end of the day, you were nearly pulling your hair out because you were so frustrated since you didn’t understand the lesson at all

You tried to take some time and study in the library, but you kept on mixing up all of the phases. Admittedly, you were close to giving up when a sweet voice called out your name. 

You looked up to see Peter approaching your table, placing his backpack on the ground beside him as he took a seat across from you, “Hey, uhm, I couldn’t help but notice that you were struggling a bit with mitosis and meiosis. Do you mind if I help you?” 

At his question, you quickly shake your head and eagerly accepted his help, “Please Peter, I really want to understand this so that I won’t fail this exam.” 

He flashed you a sheepish smile before opening his biology notebook, letting you read over his incredibly detailed notes before explaining the lesson to you. 

Despite how he helped you that day, you had yet to have any further contact with him, that is, until now

Even before Peter had helped you, you had always harbored a deep and embarrassing crush on him, and him being here in the diner that you worked at was not helping at all. 

Clenching your eyes shut, you take in a deep breath and think to yourself, It’s okay, it’s just a boy. A really cute boy, but still! A BOY! You’ve seen plenty of boys in your life!

But when you opened your eyes to see Peter’s nervous smile as he stared at you, you knew that you were screwed since this wasn’t just any boy; this was a boy that you were completely enamored with. 

“A-Anyways, I’m s-sorry for b-being kind of a spaz right now!” Haha, cute boys like Peter does that to me. “What can I s-start you guys off with to drink?”

“A glass of water for me.” May answers. 

“I-I’ll have some c-coffee with the s-sugar and c-cream on the side, thanks.” Peter tells you as you stiffly wrote down their drinks so that you wouldn’t forget. 

“I’ll b-be right back!” You were mentally berating yourself now for stuttering so much. God, why did your crush have to be here to ruin your perfect shift? Ever since you laid eyes on him, you knew that you were bound to fuck up one way or another. 

After waiting five minutes, you come back to Peter’s table with the drinks on your tray. Peter sees you and flashes you the most fucking adorable smile you had ever seen, and you were so captivated that you stopped paying attention to the tray in your hand. 

What transpired in the next couple of seconds was going to ruin your life. 

With increasing horror, you watch as your tray tilted as it made the tall glass of water tumble downwards-

and straight into Peter’s lap

He lets out a shaky gasp upon feeling the ice cold water land against his jeans, and you quickly set down your tray with the hot cup of coffee (you didn’t want to burn him as well!) and apologized profusely to him, “Oh god, Peter, I’m so sorry!!”

“It’s f-fine, I’m fine, totally f-fine!” Peter tries to reassure you, but you were beyond mortified at the moment to even take his words of comfort, “No really, I’m so stupid and I just- argh!!” 

Peter stands from his seat and places a hand on your shoulder, “Really, it’s okay. A little spilled water never hurt anybody, so don’t worry too much about it, okay?” 

Peter’s gaze was so sincere that you actually felt your anxiety melt away when you nodded, “O-Okay, thank you Peter, for understanding.” 

“Again, it’s not a big deal.” He gestures over to his aunt, “I’m going to clean up in the bathroom, be right back!” 

You watch Peter as he disappeared into the men’s bathroom, letting out a sigh when May began to laugh a bit at you, “There’s no need to be so nervous, [Name]. Peter is a sweet guy, and I’m sure he won’t reject you, so why don’t you just ask him out and finally put him out of his misery?” 

“Eh?! W-What are you talking about m-ma’am?” You look back at Aunt May, seeing her bright eyes twinkling in response when she told you, “You’re [Full Name], the girl Peter helped, right?”

“Y-Yes, how did you know that?” 

“Well,” May trails off, placing a hand beneath her chin as she debated on whether to tell you or not. In the end, she gives you a wide smile and says, “Peter has been talking about you nonstop, calling you the ‘cute girl in his biology class’ that he never had the guts to talk to. Apparently, he found out that you worked here from a friend of his, but ssssh, you didn’t hear that from me.”

You felt your face turn a bright shade of red in response, rendering you unable to form a coherent sentence when May quickly (thank god) changed the subject, “What time do you get off work?” 

“Uhm, at 7 ma’am.” 

“Oh, so you’ve got 20 more minutes to go?” 

You give her a nod when May picks up her purse, “Well, I’m going to go freshen up a little bit. Why don’t you go ahead and do whatever you need to do and come back to take our orders later?” 

“Okay, uhm, sorry again for spilling water on your n-nephew.”

May smiles and waves off your apology, “It’s quite alright, [Name]. I raised Peter to be a complete gentleman, and rest assured, I made sure that he would never hold grudges against pretty girls.” 

She gives you a wink before heading to the women’s bathroom, allowing you to finally breathe as you made your way back into the kitchen to calm down. 

{…}

After taking a short break, you return back out into the dining area, making your way toward Peter’s table when you stopped. 

He was all alone now, and his face was so red that you wondered if he was still mad at you since the front of his jeans were still slightly damp. 

“Peter, u-uhm, where’s your a-aunt?” 

He gulps, running a hand through his messy locks of hair before telling you, “She went home and made me s-stay here.” 

“Oh.” You were internally panicking again when you took out your pad and pen, “W-Well, you must be hungry if you stayed! So what would you like to eat?” 

Peter shakes his head and begins mixing his coffee, “I…I don’t have much of an appetite. I’ll just have coffee.” 

Your throat was clenched shut again when you bowed down to him, “P-Peter, honest, I’m really sorry for spilling water on you. I understand if you don’t wanna see me, so I’ll just-”

“NO!” Peter immediately stops you, grabbing your wrist as he pulled you back to his table, “That’s not it at all. I…I don’t have much of an appetite because I feel so nervous…because you’re here.”

You felt your cheeks turning red again when a loud whistle interrupted your thoughts. Looking back, you see your boss as he told you that your shift was done and that you could head home. 

“Okay, thank you Mr. Richards!” 

You look at Peter again, seeing him smile at you when he shyly asked, “So, you’re done with work?” 

“Y-Yes, I am.” 

“Then,” Peter clears his throat, looking away from you momentarily when he asks, “Do you mind if I walk you home?” 

{…}

This had to have been a dream. 

It had to be

There was no way that you were walking hand-in-hand with Peter Parker.

You couldn’t even believe that Peter was telling you a bunch of nerdy science jokes, and that you were actually (genuinely) laughing at each and every one of them because they were so cute and funny. 

And you found yourself blushing each time he stared at you like you were the only girl in the world (but little did you know, through Peter’s eyes, you were the only girl for him).

This had to be a sweet dream, and you were honestly afraid of waking up. 

Almost too soon, you arrive in front of your apartment building. Facing Peter, you softly thank him while shyly placing a strand of your hair behind your ear, “Thank you, Peter, for walking me home. That was really sweet of you.” 

Peter shows you a crooked grin, “You sound happy, but your expression is saying otherwise. Would you rather that I not walk you home?” 

“NO! Of course not, I…I really enjoy your company. It’s just….” You bite at your bottom lip and look away from him, “I’ve always wanted to get to know you better because…I kind of really really like you. So being here with you- it’s just like a dream to me. And I’m afraid that I’ll wake up disappointed, because you won’t be there.” 

There was a tense and awkward silence in the air before you heard Peter softly say, “Then how about I prove to you that this isn’t a dream at all and that I like you, too?” 

“Huh?!” You immediately look up, realizing that Peter’s face was directly in front of you. He leans closer to you, slowly shutting his eyes when he captures your lips in a gentle kiss. 

When you taste the sweet coffee creamer against his lips, you knew that you would quickly become addicted to this feeling and wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing Peter even closer to you as you kissed him back. 

After a few seconds, Peter pulls away and breathlessly asks you to be his girlfriend, to which you answered him with much enthusiasm when you kissed him again.


[end] 

Blake’s 7 Birds- Avon

Blake’s 7 characters and their associated bird familiars/ daemons/ only friends in the entire Galaxy.

The third in the series of Unfortunate Events is Avon, and his Common Raven.

Ravens are highly intelligent, easily bored, wear a lot of black and are sometimes seen as harbingers of death.

Avon’s raven is to be found perched beside him as he works on whatever gadget he is working on at the moment, holding the next tool he needs in her beak, ready to pass it to him.

This one- this one was pretty obvious, Avon is clearly some kind of corvid, an ‘intelligent but bad-tempered corvid’ according to Mum, and the main question was whether it would be a raven or a crow. I love them both, but ravens won in the end. Better not to ask how.

I got a request for some more recent Steve/Bucky fic recs, so here’s a quick list of some I’ve enjoyed recently. (I haven’t found that many recently published fics I like, unfortunately.) I still plan on making a wartime + postwar rec list, and updating my prewar rec list too!


Cascades by orange_crushed - I am OBSESSED with this. Every time I get got a notification that a new chapter has been posted, I drop everything and devour it like the most delicious meal in the world. :D It’s a WIP, but there’s only one chapter left to go (sob). Edited to add that IT’S FINISHED NOW GO READ IT WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING??? DO IT

Sing Me the Alphabet series by thesardine - Unusual and cute and funny and incredibly sad and SO GOOD. One of the only fics to make me cry. That said, I re-read passages from it all the time because it’s so enjoyable. This particular Bucky is so broken and heartrending and trying so hard it kind of kills me. One of my favorite portrayals of Steve/Bucky’s complicated relationship.

You’re Gonna Have It Your Way or Nothing At All by biblionerd07 - My favorite post-Civil War fic by a mile.

The Dead Forest by hansbekhart - Steve dwelling on how much time has passed and how his old life is irreparably gone and stewing in misery is basically my favorite thing. :D

Guide by sleepswithcoyotes - In present day, Steve visits the old apartment he and Bucky shared in the ‘40s, which has been converted into a museum, complete with actors playing the boys. Loved this concept! One of my other favorites in the “Steve mourns the past” genre.

Out of Time by ibroketuesday - Modern day Steve and Bucky get thrown back to 1937 by an enemy, and have to figure out how to get back.

Letters We Never Sent by newsbypostcard - Bucky finds the unsent letters Steve wrote to him back during the war.

A Contest of Stories by hansbekhart and Scappodaqui, with art by albymangroves - Great alternate universe fic where Steve doesn’t get the serum but he joins the war’s “ghost army”, and Bucky plays Captain America in the ruse. Features the Howling Commandos, particularly Gabe, a lot more than most fic!

Malibu by glitteratiglue - Steve and Bucky survive the war, and move to California together, and have to figure their civilian lives out.

Item One by cheesethesecond - Post-WS Bucky mistakenly thinks that he and Steve are dating, so he tries to figure out how to be a boyfriend.

1A by tinzelda - Together but not really together, even though Bucky wants to be, before and during the war. 


BONUS PWP-or-near-enough recs:

Secondhand Source by elise_509

And From My Knees Grew Flowers by yasgorl

I Was Born in a Factory by nightanddaze

Eternal Summer Shall Not Fade by trisarawrtops

Imagine teasing Mike at work

(A/N: Sorry for the slow/lack of imagines lately. November is a really busy month. It should be back to normal by next week when everything calms down. I’m also telling you all now that there might not be any imagines for the next few days because I’ll be celebrating as it is my birthday tommorow! Yay! Hope you enjoy!)   

Warning:This is sort of suggestive I guess, nothing too explicit, though.    

Imagine teasing Mike at work

“Y/N.” Mike coaxed, leaning over the bed and gosling you.

“Go away.” You mumbled, before pulling at the sheets and wrapping them tighter around yourself.

“I can’t do that.” Mike chuckled.

“Why not?” You said into the pillow, stretching out.

“Because we have work.” He reminded, still jostling you.

“It’s my day off.” You grumbled.

“No, it’s not.” Mike stated, “I should know. I organized everyone’s schedules.”

“Then why isn’t my day off.” You demanded.

“I’m not having this discussion again.” Mike sighed, you could imagine him rubbing his temple in discontent.

“Fine by me.” You said, before pulling the covers again and flipping over dramatically.

“I’m tired of having this argument everyone morning,” Mike commented with a sigh.

You smiled to yourself triumphantly only to have the sheets flung off you and to hands find your way to your hips, grab hold of you and pick you up. The shock took you a few seconds to process and you found yourself over Mike’s shoulder and being carried to the bathroom. You were only wearing a long shirt and underwear so you legs were flailing.

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April 25, 2017

Hello,

It never occurred to me the annoyance that came with the instance known as static shock. I had not experienced it until today, and, frankly speaking, I wish to never experience the sensation again.

It is not that it was hurting me in any –– the exact opposite, actually –– it was just rather bothersome, walking around and feeling the electricity build up until it found an outlet and hurt an unsuspecting person instead. When humans garner static electricity, the result is a minor shock that usually goes away almost instantly. When angels build up static electricity… well, we blow buildings, for example. The hotel I am currently in did not find that fact as amusing as Sam and Dean did.

They no longer found it funny when they were on the receiving end of one of the “minor shocks,” however. Dean could not feel his arm for a half hour after we merely had just walked out of a lobby with a particularly long stretch of carpet. This place is much drier than we are accustomed. I can only assume that aids in the electricity’s ability to transfer itself from one place to another, including human bodies.

Still, Dean did not appreciate not being able to feel his arm… and then his leg… 

Yours,

Castiel

Yesterday | Tomorrow

(if you don't have imagination and you have to come here)

words for an original bio

  • All you hipsters need to stop wearing Nirvana shirts if you don’t even listen to them. 
  • the only thing i’m worried about is that i won’t ever be able to thank you enough
  • you say you want to be found but you keep getting yourself lost.
  • I hope one day I love something the way women in commercials love yogurt
  • Don’t think for a second that I actually care what you have to say
  • Have lots of hair and like ugly things
  • I’m actually not funny. I’m just really mean and people think I am joking.
  • If you don’t have anything nice to say, come sit by me, and we can make fun of people together
  • Perfect has 7 letters and so does meeeeee. Coincidence? I think not.
  • BAE means bacon and eggs

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NCT as people in a group chat
  • Taeil: *mutes the group chat*
  • Hansol: Yo I can't be bothered to scroll up, can someone explain what just happened
  • Johnny: *changes the group icon to a 'beautiful' photo of someone*
  • Taeyong: WHY AM I GETTING 500+ MESSAGES IN AN HOUR
  • Yuta: EW WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE
  • Doyoung: OI I WASN'T EVEN TALKING TO YOU
  • Ten: *sends a gazillion emojis*
  • Kun: Seriously you all have no life
  • Jaehyun: I'M SO TIRED OF ALL YOUR SHIT oh and here's a new meme HAHAHAHAHA
  • Winwin: Guys. Not this again.
  • Mark: OK BUT WHY IS NO ONE REPLYING TO ME
  • Haechan: HAHAHA NO ONE FINDS IT FUNNY EXCEPT FOR YOU HAHAHA
  • Jaemin: I'M JUST GONNA REMIND Y'ALL THAT THE ESSAY IS DUE TOMORROW
  • Renjun: *only appears when someone asks him something*
  • Jeno: WAIT WAIT WHAT DID I MISS
  • Chenle: GUYS GUYS LOOK WHAT I FOUND :D *sends cute animal videos*
  • Jisung: *literally doesn't know how to respond*