decides that his work is getting to much for him to handle so books a
spontaneous trip to Spain, where he meets the reader.
Word Count: 2518
got a shitty past, mostly fluff, porcupine hair!jensen(defo a
A/N-This is my entry for @dancingalone21 Lau’s Summer Escape Challenge - I chose the prompt Barcelona, Spain if you couldn’t already tell by the title. And thank you @salvachester who I can’t freaking tag, for checking my Spanish for me.
It was quite funny
actually the green eyed man had been at the bar for at least ten
minutes and still no such luck. From afar, you bit your lip, trying
to stifle a laugh. He was getting frustrated, that much you could
Getting up from your
place on the sandy beach, you dust the sand off your butt and walk
over to the bar, where the man was still shouting.
A/N: just because it’s this precious bean’s birthday today, I thought I would make something kinda cute for all of you!!! So I hope you enjoy! Also please understand that this is most definitely in a different universe, one where everyone is happy and no one is hurt or dead. :)
How They Would React To You Wearing Glasses- Evan Peters Preference
Tate- Tate would love your glasses. He’d love how perfectly they would frame against your face still showing your amazingly good looks. He would love watching you play with them or push them up as you watched TV or read. Tate would take your glasses off of you before he wanted to cuddle or make out with you. Either way it signified something good was about to happen.
Kit- The first time Kit saw you in your glasses he couldn’t help but smile. He told you that they made you look very distinguished. Kit would love to kiss the spot on your nose exactly where your glasses stopped, which would often make you blush.
Pre-death Kyle- Kyle would think that your glasses are adorable. Sometimes he would steal them from you and put them on. He would give a pretty good impression of you while wearing them,” I’m (Y/N) and I’m the cutest person to ever exist.” Him saying that would make you blush and would most likely turn into Kyle hugging you from behind. He’d put your glasses back on you and give you kisses.
Post-death Kyle- Kyle would probably ask you why you had to wear your glasses all the time because he loved being able to look at you without anything obstructing his view. He would still think they are cute. Kyle would take them off of you and clean them up for you to make sure you could see perfectly clear. As he would place the glasses on your head, he would give you a kiss on your forehead.
Jimmy- Jimmy would love seeing you in your glasses. He hadn’t seen very many people that actually had them on all the time and would love that you were one of them. If you ever took them off he would make sure to keep track of where they were. He didn’t want you to hurt your eyes by not wearing them. If things started to get hot and heavy between you two, he would take off your glasses before laying you against something so you could continue what you were doing.
James- James would like your glasses, but would often ask you to take them off. He would love seeing your face and would often say,”Everyone should be able to see your full beauty.” Most times he asked you to take them off would be at formal events you were attending together. James would understand that they help you keep your eyes in good condition and would probably order you a new pair every week.
Rory- Rory would think your glasses made you pretty attractive. He’s always just had a thing for people who can pull them off well. If you ever weren’t wearing them he would ask where they are and tell you that it would be better for your eyes if you kept them on.
Edward- Edward would like your glasses, but he would rather you not wear them. He loves seeing the exact frame and shape of your face. Just like any other piece of art, he would want to see all of your features.
Warnings: gunpoint, kidnapping, cursing, hints at sex.
Now, regardless of the sudden rush off to who-knows-where by your newest boss, there was a certain someone downstairs awaiting your return. Lisa leaned against a railing at the bottom of the staircase, one leg bouncing to the beat of a song the DJ played. Once you reached the first floor, Lisa turned around just in time to receive a tight squeeze from you. Your handbags twisted around each other, but neither of you minded the tangle as you gushed your thankfulness to Lisa.
synopsis: You’ve been helping BTS co-produce music for as long as you can remember.
Because of that, you’ve spent most of your career working alongside Min Yoongi.
On the cusp of achieving a dream you’ve all worked so hard for,
another wish is realized along the way.
At first Sasuke hadn’t understood what was happening to him. When he came back to the village after the war, he had been feeling strange around Naruto. He forgot what he was supposed to say when he talked to him, he felt embarrassed and insecure around him. And because of this, he started avoiding him.
One day he ran into Naruto at the market. The guy had absolutely no sense of social etiquette. He just talked on. It didn’t matter if Sasuke answered or not. He only needed to give a noncommittal hum and Naruto would happily plod on. Sasuke hoped to shake him off when he was done with his grocery shopping. He had already gotten most of what he needed. Maybe he should just excuse himself with once.
But before he could do that, Naruto had suddenly invited him to a gathering.
“I’m meeting the guys tonight at the barbecue place that Chouji likes, you know the one right? Do you want to come?"
Sasuke didn’t even need to think about it. He already knew the answer.
"No,” he said bluntly.
Naruto was not deterred.
Of course he wasn’t.
“C'mon, it’ll be fun! When was the last time you got out anyway?"
“Naruto,” Sasuke bit out through his teeth.
"Please?” Naruto batted his eyelashes.
Sasuke wondered if Naruto was aware of what he was doing to him.
Sasuke sighed. "Fine."
He felt like biting his own, treacherous tongue.
"Great!” Naruto slapped Sasuke’s shoulder. “See you at seven!"
He left Sasuke standing there. At least he got rid of him, Sasuke thought numbly. But at what price…
“It was,” Killian said, answering before he considered the emphasis his voice had instinctively put on the past tense.
“Was?” Killian didn’t respond and Robin nodded slowly, eyes widening with understanding. “Ah, of course.”
“Don’t get all smug on me.”
“You going to tell her you love her and want to make out in hallways as soon as you get to set tomorrow, or you going to hold off until after you’re done filming? Or, better yet, maybe you can start making out in the makeup room.”
AN: I am constantly screaming thank you to @laurnorder who is the best and fixes all my mistakes. Lots of friendship this chapter. Like. A lot.
Were glasses/spectacles available to high class in regency?
Yes! Spectacles had been around for centuries by that point, however they were often considered a sign of old age and infirmity, so people would avoid being seen to wear them (particularly women.) The 1780s saw the invention of the lorgnette–that is, a pair of glasses fixed to a long handle, which were then held up to the face, rather than worn with over-the-ear wires or bands to hold them in place. Napoleon was known to use scissor spectacles, which were also held up to the face, rather than worn–this seemed to be the preference of the rich, with the use of scissor spectacles and lorgnettes popular among wealthier people, whereas poorer people might have to put up with wearing spectacles.
Benjamin Franklin invented bifocals in America in the 1780s, so they certainly could have been available in Regency Britain.
Corrective lenses were still made by hand, and so would not have been likely to be available to poorer people, though middling-genteel folk could probably have budgeted enough to afford a pair if they really needed it, of varying qualities, second-hand, from a pawn shop or a traveling peddler, though the widespread availability of spectacles wouldn’t really come until the end of the 19th century with advancements in manufacturing and mass-production techniques. Richer folks could have ordered their own custom-made new eye-glasses from a jeweler’s shop.
With all this in mind, it’s no wonder Miss Bates was so grateful to Frank Churchill for fixing Mrs. Bates’ spectacles so she could wear them properly! It might have been a fearful expense, even simply to have them repaired, otherwise. Jane suggests having a spare pair of spectacles, and Miss Bates readily agrees with her assessment, but this must be out of affection and respect for whatever Jane says or thinks, as I cannot imagine it would be easy to make the Bates’ economies stretch to allow for a second pair of glasses for poor old Mrs. Bates!
There’s a wonderful essay available here in full, detailing some of the history around the science of ophthalmology and corrective lenses in Jane Austen’s time, as well as how she deftly weaves it into Miss Bates’ chattering about her mother’s eyewear.
Request: “Hey, love your writing so much! Could I request
something where the reader is some sort of ambassador for the first order or
some position where she would have to go to balls/fancy dinners, and she gets
all dressed up and Kylo sees her and is like really shocked at how pretty she
is. And all the other guys on the ship think she’s beautiful and make jokes to
her and stuff. Sorry if this is a really shit plot but i think it could make a
good piece of writing x”
Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader
Word Count: 959
Warnings: none (I think)
Kylo leaned against the table, surveying the party as he swallowed
the last of his champagne. He scowled as he watched all the officers he hated,
dancing and conversing. If Snoke hadn’t insisted that intergalactic relations
were important, Kylo would’ve been staying in his quarters tonight.
The First Order was currently holding a casual ball, and had
invited many great allies and some neutral rulers, in an attempt to sway some
to their side, and strengthen the bond between already existence alliances.
Kylo scanned the room again, growing bored because he wasn’t
interested in starting conversation with any of the people here. That was until
he spotted you. You were an ambassador who served under him, and your work was related
to a lot of the diplomatic affairs that the First Order ran into. He would
normally engage in small talk whenever he ran into you on board, as you were one
of the only people on the ship that he respected, and you weren’t afraid of him.
He noticed that you were attractive, but usually he was too busy with tasks to
think about it any further. But tonight, he couldn’t ignore the fact that you
looked like an angel. Your hair was slightly curled, framing your face that had
been lightly accentuated with makeup. You wore an elegant red gown, that
cascaded down your figure, hugging in all the right places and loose where it
did not. There was a man, obviously flirting, who was standing beside you. Kylo
didn’t realise he had been gawking until your eyes met his, and you hurriedly
walked over to him, waving off the man who was attempting to talk to you.