Seokjin Scenario: Push and Pull.

Request: A scenario where you & jin are both single parents who meet a grocery where you both unfortunately fight over a meat on sale. Jin gives up upon realizing how cute you looked and you both always “accidentally” met up time to time at the grocery until you guys become friends sharing the same sentiments as single parents. An unexpected love story blooms between the 2 of you through your kids who were daycare friends. Also can the kids be 95z if its okay?Tnx*u*

Genre: Fluff / Family

How dared he? You looked offended at the hand holding the same meat package tan you, but the thing was that it wasn’t any meat , it was the last one at the shelf, it was your son’s only favorite, and it was on sale nonetheless. You weren’t about to give it up just yet because you’d promised it to Jimin for dinner, and if he hadn’t insisted in getting one of those little children carts for himself  you would have arrived first than that man, he seemed apologetic but decided and you took a deep breath, smiling charmingly to him with your best friendly smile.

–Hi, I’m sorry, but I really need this for tonight – you told him, his eyes focused on you, he had nice eyes and he seemed like a nice guy too, then he smiled as charmingly as you did, nodding to your words and still holding the meat.

–Hi, I really need it too… – the man said and Jimin who had been holding onto the edge of your dress with one little hand gasped.

–Oh… but it’s my son’s favorite – Jimin was your best played card right there, if the man cared to look down at your son sucking on his lollipop how could he say no to those precious eyes and chubby cheeks? Jimin was a little angel looking from you to the man with attentive eyes.

The man looked at Jimin then and you saw his decision faltering a little. –It’s my son’s favorite too and he’s such a picky boy to eat…– the man sighed and then you saw his son, a lanky boy most probably around Jimin’s age, peeking behind his father’s legs, with his hair sticking up weirdly in some places and mismatched clothes, sucking on a carton of banana milk and inspecting Jimin interested. He was oddly cute and then you understood the man, you’d been trying to get Jimin to eat properly too and that could sometimes become troublesome with a five years old kid.

–Are we not having dinner tonight mommy? – your son tugged at your dress and Jin felt like a villain, you laughed softly and ruffled his hair with a comforting smile.

–Of course we will Jiminie, just maybe not what you wanted –

There was a sad expression taking over your son’s face and Jin sighed once again, it wasn’t like he went around checking out every mom at the super market but you were quite the sight, and if he’d seen you before seeing that meat then he would have most probably stayed frozen somewhere in the path to the refrigerators. Your look combined with your son’s cuteness was a rather strong contender. Your son was cute and Jin was certain that he got it from you, you were too pretty and he felt like a dumbass.

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“Bressie’s Girl” - Niall Horan One Shot

Disclaimer: I swear this is about Niall! He’s lusting after a girl who’s supposed to be set up with his buddy, Bressie. Lots of fluffy/awkward Niall then NSFW towards the end. 

Niall looked down at the buzzing next to him on the couch at his home in London. He sighed as he picked up the phone, seeing none other than Laura Whitmore’s name pop up on the screen. 

You coming tonight? She’d asked, referring to another wild get-together of the LIC. 

Was thinking about it. He responded vaguely. 

Uggggh. Come! You have to meet my new friend! Niall rolled his eyes at that message. Laura had been on a mission lately to get him to settle down with this girl or that. He’d been single too long, she claimed. He needed to meet someone before his heart shriveled up. 

Laura went on to explain that they’d met at a music festival and became fast friends. Mari was her name. Niall couldn’t think of anything more annoying than a girl whose name should end in a Y but she decided to be trendy and spell it with an I. But Niall could use a few pints, and the craic was always good with Laura. To hell with it, he was going. 

It didn’t take nearly as much coaxing to get Deo to go out as it had getting Niall off the couch. But Niall got ready and pulled on his paddy cap before walking out the door to the pub. He smiled as he hugged and greeted his friends when he arrived; a lot of people had shown up. Laura launched herself into his arms like she usually did and Niall laughed as he hugged her back tightly. 

“Come meet Mari,” she grinned and led him over to a booth. 

That’s when he saw the beautiful brunette sitting across from Eoghan. Chocolate brown hair fell in waves around her shoulders as her amber eyes lit up. She was talking animatedly about something, using her hands that showed her toned arms and olive skin. This girl couldn’t have been more perfect if Niall had cooked her up in a lab. 

“Hey, Mari! This is Niall!” Laura said as she slid into the booth next to her and Niall slid in next to Eoghan. 

“Which Niall?” Mari asked in a thick English accent as she looked up at him. “You’ve told me about multiple Nialls.” 

“The Irish one from Mullingar,” Niall responded sarcastically and silently congratulated himself when he heard the timber of her laughter. 

“Nice to meet you,” she smiled and offered her hand for a shake. 

“Likewise,” Niall nodded with a grin and shook her hand. Her small hand felt so smooth in his. He was already eager to touch the rest of her. “What are we talking about over here?” 

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I Always Get Lucky With You 

by phdmama (7k)

Published : 2017-04-24

When Louis complains that he’s been single too long, Niall decides to help him out by signing him up for Gaydar, a “dating” app. What happens when a great guy messages him?

Just remember, not everything you read on the internet is true.

Good Mourning [James March x Flapper!Reader]

Request: “Maybe a thing with James being with a flapper girl who preformed for him? She gets killed somehow and he’s like broken hearted? :)” - Anon

Warnings: Blood, death, light smut, not proofread, possibly more

Word Count: ???

A/N: This was written at four in the morning with two kittens sleeping on my chest. Safe to say it’s not my best writing. POSTING ON MOBILE. WILL ADD TAGS LATER.

1926, AUGUST

“This hotel is… Handsome.” You smile, taking a drag from your lit cigarette. Your friend laughs.

“If you think the building is handsome, you’ll love it’s owner. He’s some big cheese from the East Coast.” She stomps the firey stick out with her heel, still smiling. “He’s single, too. Maybe one of us’ll get to play house with Mr. March.”

You follow her actions, picking your purse up from the cement. With one more tough glance and a thin smile, the two of you head inside the golden doors. “A girl can dream.”

The inside of the newly constructed Cortez was rather impressive. Large velvet settees were elegantly placed with care down the corridor that lead to the reception desk, which was placed across from the stairs. Beautiful golden light fixtures hung above you on a skylight, bringing your attention to the elevator. An outline of the building was engraved on the doors, and small initials of the hotel were placed around the railing and each door.

You couldn’t help but gasp when you saw the tall, gorgeous man beside you. “Hello, ladies.” Y/F/N grinned, letting the man kiss her gloved hand. You gladly let him do the same to yours, secretly loving the tender feeling of his warm lips.

Throughout the night, the two of you couldn’t keep your eyes off of each other. He stood steady in the crowd, keeping a close eye on you. He admired the way your body moved in the silver, beaded dress, and the way your hair bounced as your feet clicked and clacked on the stage. The man couldn’t keep his mind from floating off to the most inappropriate of places, imagining your long legs wrapped around his waist, one of your hands gripping onto his hair and the other leaving long, bloody marks down his shoulders.

His mind didn’t even jump to murdering you.


James smiles, swirling the glass of champagne in his hand. Leaning close to his ear, you whisper. “Mm, master?”

His grip on the glass becomes tighter, his fingers turning white through the glass. “Yes, dearest?” He says under his breath, avoiding the gaze of his peers. That was proving to be a surprisingly difficult task.

“I’ve been a bad girl tonight, wouldn’t you agree?” You ask. Still facing the people, he doesn’t budge.

“Now, what did you do this time?” Leaning onto his cane, he bites the inside of his cheek. You sit down in the chair nearest to you, James watching you like a hawk. You lean back, not bothering to pull your knees shut. He lets out a breathy groan when he notices what seems to be his favorite sight– you, among his friends, wearing no panties. Teasing was something his didn’t like, but appreciated when it was from you.

He walks over to you, making sure to tap his cane just loud enough for you to hear. “Go to our room. Now.”

1928, DECEMBER 31, 11:57PM

James watched as you twirled your body around the dark stage, two other performers accompanying you. The red haired bartender stares at you through pouring shots, entranced. James was stationed across the room, eyeing each of his guests. 

Most were friends of yours. Other dancers, artists, singers, more entertainers… Very few of them were his. Just the couple in the corner, actually. They were a couple that Elizabeth had introduced him to. They were considerably wealthy, and made sure that everyone knew it. That was going to bite them in the long run. Or rather, the short run. The tonight run.

James stands up from his seat, fastening the gun in his pocket into place. He quietly calls you down from the stage ad you finish your routine, hiding with you in the shadow behind the glowing bar. 

“It’s 1929.” You smile, hearing the clock chime loudly. You reach forward, wrapping your arms around your lover’s neck. His lips collide with yours in the most passionate, lustful kiss the two of you had ever shared. His caramel flavored lips pull away from yours quickly, much to your dismay.

“Let’s go celebrate the new year, shall we?”

1930, APRIL

James walks down the hallway, humming a small tune to a particularly nice song he’d heard earlier that day. The bar had gotten a nice, new radio, so he had rested up there for a little while before heading into his office for work. Hours later, all he wanted to do was sleep. Maybe make love with his now-fiance first, but definitely sleep.

As he reaches his bedroom, room number seventy eight, he sees that the door is cracked open. Mr. March shrugs it off, but can’t help but be slightly worried, as he steps into the room. You’re tucked under the covers, resting. He heads over to the wardrobe to begin undressing, talking to you.

“That woman was an interesting one, no?” He smiles, thinking of his latest kill that you had witnessed. Usually, you’d at least mumble something in response to his nightly catch-up with you, even if you were exhausted. That’s when the feeling of uneasiness settled over James. He walks over to your side of the bed, very careful.

The blood. The blood was everywhere. How could he have not noticed this before? The redness had pooled around your torso, even flowing off of the side of the bed and onto the carpet. He can’t help but let out a gasp, his body shaking from the tears as he held your still-warm corpse close.

His lover was finally dead.

anonymous asked:

hi!! could u do a kim jisoo AMBW smut for me, please?~ (he's a Korean male actor). y/n and jisoo first meet at a khh club and jisoo ends up taking y/n to his place. make it nasty if you can 😝😘 thank you x

just wanna point out idk what a khh club is so i just set the story up to the place of any club– 


You stood there bobbing your head to the beat, the orange, pink, and green strobe lights hitting on your body and bouncing around the walls. Your eyes roamed the countless of sweaty bodies pushed against each other, some kisses, some touches. Everyone was in their zone, hands gripping waist, lips pressing together for those who were lucky. And then there was you, pressed against the bar downing yet again another shot, your vision blurring and becoming fuzzy around the edges of your eyelids. You sighed deeply, pushing out your left leg, planting your foo down in the ground you rolled your head around feeling the tension in your shoulders becoming worse as the night passed. You had been here, for a little over five hours, coming alone to get over your hectic work schedule. Usually, you’d just have your boyfriend fuck it better but it had been some time since you dated, and you weren’t the type who always did hookups, diseases were everywhere and you didn’t need that extra stress. Taking a deep breath, you opened your eyes slowly, lifting your hand up to order your tenth drink for the night, wanting to take it slow to not get plastered but to be tipsy enough to feel good and loose.

“If you don’t stop, someone will need to take you home pretty lady.” A voice called out to you, and you could feel the warmth of his breath fanning across your cheeks, his body heat was felt close to you. You turned towards your left, looking up at him, he gave you a crooked smirk. Your eyes roamed over him slowly, he had on a suit, a class man it appeared. His crisp black tie pressed against his white shirt, his dark slacks, where his shirt was tucked in, and his black dress jacket. As the song changed, your eyes moved back up to his face. His defined jaw, his plump pink lips. The black studs in his ear, the dark hair styled above his head, his bangs falling into his eyes.

“Am I passing your inspection?” He asked after a while, knocking you out of your trance and causing him to laugh as he shook his head, the deep rumble of his laughter causing you to straighten a bit biting on your bottom lip and looking off from the flustered state you seemed to have been placed in.

“I’m sorry, it was very rude of me to stare at you like that.” You admitted combing your fingers through your locks of hair.

“I mean, usually I would be offended but you’re such a beautiful girl I’m quite honored you let me stand under your gaze for so long.” He rasped out leaning on the bar with his left elbow. “Only if I could do the same of course.” He teased causing you to look back at him and raise an amused eyebrow.

“You mean you haven’t been doing it across the room?” You don’t know why you blurted it out but seeing the taken aback look on his face you knew you had guessed right. He composed himself laughing after a while raising his hands.

“That’s true but, now here I am up close and personal. It’s only fair.” He stated, you watched him roam his eyes over your figure and suddenly you felt the skin tight red dress was too short leaving you too naked. The dress hugged tight to your body, resting under your ass it was a bodycon dress, the back dipping low and crisscrossing to show some of your skin. The front dropped down to reveal the peaks of your breast showing how round and plump they had to be. Your black heels made your dress stand out, your makeup was light but it was there.

“So, what are you thinking?” You asked after a few minutes of his heated gaze on your skin.

“Well, I’m thinking a lot but I don’t know if it’s appropriate to say such thoughts to such a beautiful woman whom I just met and I may point out I don’t even know her name. I’m Jisoo by the way. Kim Jisoo.” He spoked bowing his head and you gave him a soft laugh, your lips twitching intriguing the male even more.

“I know who you are Jisoo. I’m a fan.” You told him giving a nod of your head. “I’m y/n.” You introduced flashing your teeth at him as you gave a big smile back. “And I would like to hear such thoughts since you know my name.” You admitted, tilting your head to the side.

“Well..” He hesitated at first only to lean forward pressing his lips against your ear, his soft whispers kissing the flesh of your earlobe as he spoke teasing words to you. “I wanted to say, you look good enough to spoil and eat. Sweet and intoxicating, it makes me want to see how sweet the rest of you is, how you would wrap around me. And then my head dips lower and I can’t help but notice, someone isn’t wearing any panties.” Jisoo teased, his hand staring at the top of your back between your shoulder blades and roaming down your body slowly towards your ass cupping the plump flesh. “Not as good as I thought, I would have to punish you for that, if you were mine of course. Daddy can’t have his girl going outside looking like this.” He sighed dramatically slapping at your ass groaning as he watched the flesh jiggle. You didn’t know why you let this man touch you like this, had he known you it would have been fine but this was a stranger- a handsome deep voiced smooth talking stranger. You couldn’t help but bit your lip again, wanting to take him up on his offer you turned your head to press your forehead against his.

“And what would be so wrong with that? Being yours of course.” You asked watching him. His eyes flickered from your eyes to your chest and back up where he gave a smile backing up.

“Well, you barely know me for one- I could be a dangerous man.” He teased holding a straight face.

“I can see it, most famous people are incredulous. “ You taunted back causing him to laugh as your features broke off into a smile. He shrugged his shoulders watching you as he ordered two shots for you both.

“Well, now that the gig is up. I would take you back home, but I will be honest I’m not the hooking up type of guy, feelings get involved and that’s not good for my career but looking at you, I don’t think you’re the hooking up kind of girl. Just a woman who’s had a hard day at work and needs some unwinding. I could be wrong though, so why don’t you tell me?” He asked as he pushed your shot towards you. You let your index finger swirl around the top of the glass as you stare at him thinking on your answer and weighing your options. Here was this handsome man, humble, charming and ready to make you forget your hard day at work. He was single, you were too. And if anything, if he never wanted it again at least you’d have a friend- hopefully. Or the bragging rights, but it wouldn’t matter because only your friends would know since you wouldn’t out him like that unless push came to shove. Taking a deep breath, you hummed licking your finger in front of him, your red lipsticks smearing on your finger.

“I am not the kind of girl that hooks up no, but just as you said, I’ve had a hard week and I came here to unwind but I will admit that it is a bit discouraging to see everyone pressed together knowing that the only cock I’m going home to is a fake one. Still, there is something charming about you outside of the limelight and I can’t help but want to see more, if I’m allowed to of course. Daddy.” Your hand came up to grab at one side of his suit jacket, rubbing your thumb soothingly against the fabric he held your gaze taking the shot he had grunting slightly from the burn.

“Is that your final answer then?” He asked you, his hand coming to rest on the dip of your lower back pulling you close to him, both of your chest pressing against each other.

“It is.” You answered without a moment of hesitation bringing the drink to your lips and downing the shout, pressing the glass face down.

“Let’s leave then.” He proposed pulling you from the bar only for you to stop him teasing.

“No dancing?” You asked surprised that he wanted to get you out so quickly.

“You’re already a distraction, I don’t need your bare ass grinding against me little one, I don’t know if I’d be able to not fuck you from behind in front of all these people. If you want to dance for me when we get to my place however, I won’t say no to you.” He pulled back leaving you flustered once again and breathless. He grabbed onto your hand, pulling you behind him and out of the club weaving both of you through the rest of the crowd of people.

Everything else that happened seemed to go into a blur of motion. You were in the back of his car one minute making out in a heated manner, hips pressed against hips, you in his lap with your hands in his hair. The friction of his slacks against your bare pussy had elicited groans and cries of pleasures that he swallowed up with his kisses. He kept you in place, his hands feeling every ounce of you, every curve that he could while his driver got you home. You didn’t know how long it took you to arrive, but in no time, you were breaking apart for breath as he carried you towards his door, pressing you against it to unlock the door his lips found your neck once again giving you a pattern of hickeys as he unlocked the front door almost stumbling. Your hips had been rutting against his so much you didn’t know how you hadn’t ruined his bottoms yet because you were soaking wet. He slammed the door, blindly kicking off his shoes and instructing you to keep your heels on as he led you towards his room. Dropping you on his bed, your lips found each other again, as you got lost in one another.

He was grinding against you once again, trying to get you readier, his hands gripping at your ass cheeks, his nails dragging down the outside of your thighs as your tongues roamed one another’s mouth, the heat of everything causing you to cry out as you finally had one orgasm, staining his slacks with your juices and it only seemed to turn him on more as he bit your bottom lip. He helped you discard your dress and bra, your hand loved pulling on his tie, keeping him close to you while his hands groped your breast, flicking his fingers over your nipples causing you to arch your back. He brought two fingers to your mouth which you sucked on until your spit was covering his digits well enough for him to slip them inside of your wet pussy to stretch you out. Back arching you cried out his name, he chuckled breathing against your ear, pressing his hardened cock against your leg, letting you feel the outline of it through his pants. Your hand went down to cup him, rubbing up and down at the flesh and soon his hips were pressing against your hand until he got impatient. He stood up to go turn on a lamp, not wanting it to be too light but he wanted to see you. You could feel the alcohol still course through your system and mixed with your arousal it was insane how needy you were but you were just glad you were aware of what you were doing and so was he. He smirked at you, undressing himself of everything he crawled on the bed going down on you.

His warm tongue circling your warm wet pussy before he pushed it inside of you, curling it he started to thrust it against your spot, eating you out and trying to drive you to the brink again. He nuzzled your pussy, letting your wetness get all over his face without a care in the world. He moaned against you causing the vibrations to rake through your body, your back arched as your hands gripped at his hair and you called out for him. He pulled back, licking over his lips as he kissed up your body with wet kisses only to press his lips against yours letting you taste yourself on his tongue. You sucked greedily on his tongue, spreading your legs wide for him, he reached over to open his drawer beside the bed pulling out a foil packet. He held it up, about to break the position, but you grabbed it instead ripping it open with your teeth. You took out the condom as you kissed along his jaw and neck, giving him hickeys just like he gave you, listening to him groan and rut his hips against the air was your kryptonite. You rolled the condom onto his thick shaft, pumping him a few times to make sure it was in place, soon you were guiding his tip against your entrance and he pushed in without teasing anymore causing you both to moan in pleasure as he buried himself to the hilt. He gripped at your hands raising them above your head, leaning down he took your left nipple into his mouth starting out a slow grind. He fucked you into the mattress slowly, focusing on just feeling you and having your wet pussy wrap around his cock and mold to him. You felt so warm, so slick and you were so tight. It was amazing, it caused a shudder of pleasure to rake through his body as he wound his hips slowly against yours. Circling his hips to feel every inch of you he groaned picking up the speed slowly. He listened to your moans, your pleas of his name. How you arched your back and rose your hips up to wind against him.

“Daddy fuck, please let me ride you daddy.” You whined out after a while, he stilled his hips giving you one look and letting your hands go, he gripped at your hips turning you both over. Your hands moved to lay against his chest once you were settled, your nails bit into his skin as you raised yourself and slammed back down onto him hitting your spot right on. Your head rolled back, crying out his name you bounced on him, feeling the pleasure of your hips slapping down against his. Your ass bouncing with every thrust and soon he was planting his feet down into the bed lifting his hips up to fuck into you. The whole room became hot, your bodies both becoming covered with a thin layer of sweat. He watched your breast move up and down as he fucked into you. His black hair starting to stick to his face as he moaned out for you. He looked down your body, his hand gripping tightly onto your hips, he moved one hand down to rub against your clit slowly, he flicked his fingers against your wet nub. He snapped his hips a bit faster against yours, he could feel how your hips became a bit slower, you couldn’t keep up with him anymore it was getting hard to push down against his powerful thrust the closer you got to your orgasm, the pleasure was hitting your body just right. Jisoo pulled you off his body, turned you around on your stomach flat and entered you again from behind.

You placed your hands by your head, and he brought his fingers up to lock with yours, grinding his hips against your ass he reached deep inside of you, your slick pussy becoming its own song as the noise was heard throughout the room. He could feel you tightening up around him, he knew you were close. Leaning his head down he whispered dirty words into your ear, holding onto you tighter he pounded his hips against yours. Your warning cry came out letting him know you were in close, he kept going farther letting you reach your high. Your stomach clenched and your toes curled as you writhed under him. You orgasm was a strong one, your eyes rolled back as the warmth spread throughout your body and your pussy clenched tighter onto his cock. He continued to pound into you letting you ride out your orgasm and soon he was spilling his cum into the condom. He slowly his hips down, taking deep breaths he slowly relaxed against you. He kissed along your sweaty shoulder blade nuzzling his nose against the crook of your neck.

He pulled out of you at some time, slipping off the condom he tied up the end and threw it into the trashcan. He pulled you close to him once he got back on the bed, your leg draped lazily across his waist as he cuddled you pressing soft kisses along your forehead, his hands playing in your hair.

“Fuck, that was amazing.” You whispered causing him to laugh softly.

“Was it great enough to convince you to let me take you on a date?” He questioned and it was your turn to laugh nodding your head as your eyes dropped.

“After that, I’ll do whatever you want no problem.” You admitted with a yawn, soon after giving into the world of sleep as the darkness consumed you.

Game Day | Oh Sehun

Rating - Fluff, Slight Angst

Word Count1k

Summary - In which the star player of Slytherin -who also happens to be your boyfriend- is intently waiting for you to watch him at his Quiditch game, but you’re unsure whether to go or not.

Harry Potter AU


Originally posted by wooyoung


The rays of sunlight lightly shining through the large tinted windows of the mostly quiet library, I sat at the long oak tables absorbed in my third book for this morning. I heard Yifan clear his throat and groan in annoyance for the hundredth time in the past hour. He’d been my accomplice who’d decided to keep me company whilst I avoided the event which most of the school was now attending

“It’s your owl again” He huffed as the fluffy creature flew towards me

with yet another letter between its beak. I smiled at it before taking the envelope and dropping it onto the growing pile of identical ones. “Would you at least open one and see what it says?” He suggested, reaching for one. Already knowing who they were from, I decided to ignore the persistent efforts of a certain someone who was determined to get to me to attend the game.

“You promised… Sehun” He read out with a quirked eyebrow. I sighed in defeat as I grabbed the paper off of him, looking over the writing. “He really wants you to be there” Yifan pointed, leaning back against his chair

“And I just really don’t want to go” I hissed, slowly closing the book in front of me

“How long has it been since he’s confessed to you?” He inquired as he got up and readjusted his cloak

“A few weeks” I admitted, picking at the stray pieces of leather from the old book.

“And you’re not going to the game to support your boyfriend because…” He motioned and I let out a small groan at his sudden inquisitiveness.

“Because everyone in the school now knows about his confession and now almost every girl in my house and the others are ready to kill me” I finally ranted and Yifan couldn’t help but scoff at my excuse

“Is that it? Is that really why you’re gonna let him down on the one incident in which he expects someone to be there for him?” He contented and I slowly nodded my head, even more disappointed with myself as I felt when I was convinced that I had no significance in his life. Obviously he wanted someone who would truly be proud of him when he won yet another game for Slytherin, as opposed to people simply cheering him on for the sake of it. He wanted me there for a reason, but I was the one who’d decided to let him down simply in the fear of being eaten alive by only the mere scowls the girls would send me.

“Yifan I need to go… I need to be there for him” I tried to convince myself more than just telling him what I was going to do. I quickly collected my belongings before rushing out of the library and making my way to the quiditch pitch. Yifan followed closely behind me with an accomplished smile plastered on his face as we strode across to the Slytherin stands. A proud grin spread across my face as I saw him smoothly manoeuvre himself across and around the players, easily scoring our team conservative points against Ravenclaw. I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable under the much expected gazes of the girls in my year and others, but none of that seemed to matter as I caught the eye of the only person I was there for in the first place. Oh Sehun. He decided to send me a cheeky wink from across the field, almost falling off of his broom in the process but he obviously managed to regain composure in a matter of seconds. A few chuckles and giggles were emitted from the crowd at his antics, but it was all part of his charm he claimed to me whenever I teased him about it.

Effortlessly scoring the winning point, he flashed the crowd his award winning smile causing them to go even wilder than they were about the goal. I gave him one last reassuring smile before deciding to slip out from the booming crowd and making my way to the small shade under the stands of the houses, knowing at it would be the place where he’d find me. It hadn’t been long before I felt the velvety material of his robe wrap around my waist and slightly lift me off of the ground, eliciting a surprised giggle from me.

“You came! You came, you came, you came!” He beamed, placing small pecks all around my face in excitement.

“I did, but in the last ten seconds. I’m so sorry I didn-” I was cut off by the sight of him still grinning ear to ear “Why are you still smiling like an idiot?” I couldn’t help but wonder about his persistent joy, why he wasn’t mad at me for only watching the last part of his game when I promised to be there the whole time

“Because you came even though you didn’t want to. You came even though you knew the girls who have been talking about you for the past few weeks we’re going to be there. You came for me…” He concluded by pulling me to his chest, enclosing me in his sweet embrace. I sighed in relief of the fact that he wasn’t annoyed at me showing up at the last minute. “Thank you so much” He mumbled into my hair before placing a soft kiss against my forehead, something he’d done every single time he was too happy to express his emotions through words. We stood there in each other’s arms, finding warmth and comfort against the biting breeze passing through the field. Maybe the judging eyes of people didn’t matter at all; not when it stopped me from witnessing the happiness of the people who actually mattered to me.  

A/N: I hope the anon who requested liked this :) This was my first ever ‘Harry Potter AU’ (as if you couldn’t tell tbh lol) and I’d really appreciate it if I got some feedback on how I did and what I should improve on for future text posts. Other than that, I hope you guys had as much fun reading this as I did writing at (Whilst watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix mind you) and I’ll see you later Loves

~Shazz xx


What Are You To Me? || Part 1

Hoseok // Soulmate AU

Based on this post where your Soulmate’s name is on one wrist and your Enemy’s on the other.

Word Count: 2,669

You wake up to your annoyingly loud alarm on Valentine’s Day feeling as you have for the past few years - empty, alone, but somehow a little bit hopeful.

Why you felt hopeful, you weren’t sure. It wasn’t like you had anything to look forward to on Valentine’s Day. But maybe it was because, deep down, you were hoping to meet your soulmate today.

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HxH Pokemon Go Headcanons


Would definitely be Instinct.

Loves egg hatching and goes on long hikes with them. He knows the eggs can’t see where they travel, but he wants to take them to beautiful places anyways. Is sad that Pokemon don’t spawn as much in rural areas, so he sticks to parks as a compromise.

Has to be persuaded to transfer even one Pokemon and feels bad if he does. He names every single Pokemon, too; each of his friends has an eeveelution named after them. 

Yells out a Pokemon’s name like it’s right in front of him when it’s actually just on the radar. Leorio has almost crashed their car on multiple occasions because of this.

Throws berries at everything, even 30cp Weedles. Will stare intensely for awhile at a Pokemon before throwing even a single ball, which annoys Killua to no end. But Gon almost always catches it in one ball- insists it’s all the love in the berries.


Was thinking about being Mystic, but saw how excited Gon was about Instinct and low key joined it. Killua later tells Gon he joined because of the electric theme. 

They often work as a duo and spend hours on hunts, taking backpacks and supplies. When Gon isn’t around, he will just camp at a gym and fight forever. It gives him immense satisfaction to steal gyms and claim them for Instinct. 

Takes it as a personal affront when it takes more then 2 balls to catch a Pokemon. Only ever hatches 2ks and 5ks because he’s too impatient for 10ks, but tries saving up from his gym battles for extra incubators.

Would hop fences and do borderline illegal things for Pokemon. Is clearly the most invested in the game despite trying to act like he doesn’t care. Is always online looking up tips and making memes.


Actually teared up at the idea of Pokemon being warmhearted and having a lot of strength, so he joined Valor. He would never admit that, so he brags on the outside that being Valor makes him the toughest of them all. 

 He never spends real money on coins and can’t fight gyms well, so he works very hard to up his levels. Visits every pokestop he can, so he often reaches a full pack of items. 

Impatiently evolves his Pokemon the moment he reaches enough candies, so almost none of them are above 1000cp. Has awful egg hatching luck, getting an eevee in every 10k so far. 

Excitedly mass texts his friends pictures of the Pokemon he catches. He and Gon like swapping photos at all hours of the day.

Is always the designated driver on Pokemon hunts. Kurapika just shakes his head and ends up in shotgun, playing for Leorio. He is always hassling Kurapika throughout the drive, but at the end of the trips he always claps Kurapika on the back and thanks him.


Joins Mystic because he likes the message behind it, but mostly because blue is his favorite color. 

Unlike Killua, he ACTUALLY doesn’t care. Casually plays it on his long walks alone, but it’s always on battery saver mode. Often forgets to put another egg in the incubator after one hatches. Often forgets he even HAS the app.

Turns off augmented reality because it’s a little disorienting.

Only has one of each Pokemon because he transfers religiously. Is secretly paranoid about pokestops with modules and actively avoids them.

Likes listening to his friends stories about their catches, but shrugs and says he doesn’t find much when asked. One day, Leorio gets cheeky and looks at Kurapika’s phone to prove that his Pokemon are stronger. He almost drops the phone in shock at the 2000cp Gyarados Kurapika never told them about. 

Telling them Apart


Suho is the leader, you can tell who is he by looking for the person who is almost all the time ignored and looks like he will cry if he’s made fun of one more time. Most likely when he’s seen with the rest of the group he has the “don’t mess with me or i will ground your ass in no time” look. Suho can sometimes look like the word “daddy” personified or he can look like a 30 year old man who’s given up on life and there is no in between. Can be squishy and cute. $uho’s wallet is thicker than his eyebrows.

Baekhyun is the little black haired shit the one who looks like an adorable puppy that makes you want to punch yourself. Most of the time he’s on screen and when he’s not…no actually he’s always on screen, it’ll be easy telling who he is because he talks a lot and makes stupid jokes that you laugh at because he laughs at them as well. In a performance or a music video you can tell who he is by waiting for the high notes and looking for the person who looks like a baby lion trying to roar for the first time and has neck veins more popping than your booty. A way of finding him is throwing a cucumber into the group, whoever runs away and cries is Baekhyunnie

Chanyeol is the giant, he’s basically a Korean yoda-fairy-elf-puppy. 90% legs, is on screen a lot if not he’s humping fawning over Kai (I’ll tell you about him later) Sometimes makes jokes but most of the time is the one who’s laughing over baek’s jokes cos he has a thing for him. Can be spotted by looking for giant ears that make him look like Dumbo or something. He’s the one with the deep voice, the vibrations from his voice will get your panties wet, trust me I’m a scientist. You can also spot him by looking for the one who’s whoring out on the ‘V’ sign, V standing for virgin.

D.O. i don’t even know how to describe him, he’s either super handsome, super squishy or super satanic, you can never tell which one he’s gonna be.50% eyes 50% lips. His eyes are big enough for you to see the trapped souls of fangirls, the number 1 fangirl being Kai. His lips will give Angelina Jolie a run for her money and her husband cos D.O. brings the boys out, he brings the gay out in everyone. Whenever Baekhyun is around he is the one who looks like he can kill someone, looks like he’s given up on life and doesn’t know who the other members are. When he smiles sun shines check it out using lyrics but honestly his lips are perfect for smiling, but before he smiles he has this little smirk that makes him look like he knows all your dirty little secrets.

Kai is hot as fuck i don’t care, let me hold onto my panties cos shit. In a performance or a music video he is the one who is always, alWAYS hot. He’s on the taller end of EXO. His jawline is sharp enough to cut through diamonds i am not lying. Kai’s lips are like D.O.’s but not as plump. It’s easy to tell him apart he’s the one who either has dark brown/black hair or a greyish blond colour. Either looks like a 5 year old boy or a 20 year old model. Off stage he is cute and looks like a ball of fluff, almost childlike. Like Chanyeol he laughs at jokes but it’s not really a laugh, it’s more of a opening his mouth as wide as he can and shouting “HA HA HA HA” ya feel? Also when he laughs you can spot him by the one who hits people who are next to him. He makes you want to cuddle him but also do very inappropriate things, will hip thrust his way into your heart fuck you kim jongin.

Sehun the maknae. The one with the hair that always stays in shape yet never the same colour, you can tell who is he by looking for the strong eyebrows, he’s the tall hot shit that you really want to do even if he isn’t your bias. When he’s not around all the members he looks really cold and arrogant but in reality he’s a softie. Sehun’s voice is also deep and his dancing makes you want to scream. When he talks he does this eyebrow thing, you’ll know what I’m talking about when you see it. Ways to find him: shout yehet and he will be obligated to shout ohorat and you shall find him. Almost always has his tongue sticking out of his mouth and if by chance that’s not happening he’s making the ( -  /\  - ) face, is basically 97% legs.

*takes a deep breath* time for EXO-M 

Xiumin he is your bias even if he isn’t your bias, he used to be chubby and adorable but now he’s xiuman and hot. He’s small but his arms aren’t, you can tell who is by the one that Luhan is clinging on to, it’s kind of hard pointing him out in performances or music videos, or even at all because he’s small and quiet but whenever he does talk you’ll find him because all the attention will be on him. He’s hot and cute at the same time. Sometime he looks like the youngest but then he does the eyebrows and BAM you’re on the floor crying over a 24 year old Korean who has too much power. He can make the boom boom’s in your heart go BADOOM BADOOM with just one look, i want to marry him and that’s that. He’s a real life Disney prince, the end.

Luhan is the finest piece of China available, constantly looks good. If you’re trying to find him in an interview or show wait for a joke to be said and look for the one who looks like they have no chin, he has delicate features and flawless skin which make him look girly but he isn’t, he’s not okay. Looks like Bambi, sings like an angel and dances amazingly well. His thighs are big and muscly so just look for those and you will have found Luhan! Most of the time he is around Xiumin. Luhan is utter perfection, literally idgaf he’s better looking than anyone and it makes me angry and sad because i love him so much. I have so many feelings for Luhan and you will too

Kris okay I know he’s not part of EXO anymore but he’s been in every single era okay so imma do it. Let me explain to you a thing, he is incredibly handsome, incredibly tall, incredibly talented. Whenever EXO wave at the camera or whatever look for the big yaoi hands, who’s hands are they? Kris. This is gonna be short, Kris is hot, tall, fantastic hair, deep voice. His voice is deeper than the ocean and will make you cry, imagine him calling you baby and you have an automatic breakdown why? It’s too good to be real. You can easily tell who he is by looking for someone who looks cool but then he ruins it by saying something stupid. his eyebrows can sometimes make him look like an angry bird The End.

Lay is the angel, the pure heart, the unicorn. A distinct feature is his dimple, it’s deep enough for you to cry into and then drown yourself in it because he’s too perfect to be real, his bottom lip is cute and pops out, why? Cos he bites it so much it’s probably swollen, poor thing. He is incredibly handsome and cute. In Korean interviews he doesn’t say a lot but in Chinese one’s he’s the one who always makes everyone laugh and smile, Changsha’s Pride; that’s what he is. Every member of EXO loves him and he loves every single member too. On camera he’s the one who spends about 60% of his screen time bowing. He’s very forgetful and can seem high so that’s how you find him. He’s extremely precious and kawaii. Even if you don’t love him, he will love you. His smile will give you diabetes

Chen is the one who you forget is actually talented. All the time he is trolling people, teasing them and mocking them it doesn’t matter if the member is his hyung or dongsaeng he will fuck you up with his words and laugh about it till the world ends, his laugh will echo in your ears at night leaving you with no sleep and you shall shout out his motto “WAEEE”. ChenChen is the one with high cheekbones, just as high as his notes and a kitten like smile and a cute adams apple. There’s something about his forehead that you’ll like, I can’t explain it. In music videos and performances he’s the one who does the high HIGH notes and does a little kick after he finishes. 

Tao: looks like an assassin but is actually a 12 year old girl. He’s one of the giants of EXO. Long ago when Tao’s teaser came out everyone thought he would be the cool mysterious one but boy were they wrong, whenever Tao tries to be cool or cute it fails, but when he doesn’t try it works. Looks like the Asian Miley Cyrus with blond hair. Always, I mean, always with Sehun cos he’s a raging homo for him or bickering with Baekhyun. Basically look like a cat/assassin who sleeps a lot. In airport pictures he’s the one constantly on his phone. Doing what? Looking at his nudes cos he loves himself like that. If you ever hear about an idol being very sexual with the fans, it’s Tao. 

now comes the hard part of deciding which one of these shits is your favourite, it wont matter cos in the end you will cry about all of them at 3AM. Enjoy the ride but even if you don’t they will cos they ride each other till the sun rises

it doesn’t matter because you’ll love all of them equally :)

addictionmarvel  asked:

Uuugghh I love Running Late so far. 'I' am literally so embarrassing in real life too lol. I would totally bang my head on the doorframe like a weirdo. Also, I like how you use 'cute' to describe Buck in literally every single sentence. He's too cute for words.

Ahh Bucky is so beautiful and cheesy in Running Late. Thanks for writing this ❤️

Thank you! Cute and beautiful and cheesy Bucky is my favorite kind of Bucky to write 😊

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Running Late (Part 1 & 2) - Bucky/Reader

anonymous asked:

I love Alessandro

me too. he single handedly rebranded gucci and made it one of the most influential houses in the industry. he has such a strong creative vision id love to see inside his head

anonymous asked:

Please list everything you know about Aoi Shouta ~!! >w< *・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'(*゚▽゚*)'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・* Onegaiiiii

You asked for it! Don’t regret it later!!

  • He is born on August 11, 1987. So he will be 27 this year. He is a Leo. He is 172cm tall. His blood type is B.
  • His hometown is in Fukui, Japan. 
  • His roles includes Ai from Utapri, Rui from Tsukiuta, Ryunosuke from Kimi to Boku, Yuki from Manshin Sou Secret Service, Daiki from Shonen Hollywood, etc.
  • He was known as SHOWTA before debuted as Aoi Shouta.
  • H e was also known as Ryuugaki Noboru. 
  • He has an older sister who is 10 years older than him.
  • He also has a nephew who calls him Oyabun (Boss).
  • He has a sweet tooth. His favorites are probably shortcakes and mont blanc.
  • He goes to Starbucks on Saturdays to order frapuccino.
  • His hair grows scaringly fast so he learns how to cut his own hair.
  • Before, he had his hair too long was mistaken as a girl and had a stranger guy hitting on him.
  • What insipired him to be a singer is Kouda Kumi.
  • He first sang one of Kumi’s song “So Into You” in karaoke during in middle school.
  • He loves corgi. He always talks to them whenever he sees one.

  • He considers himself an Ame otoko (Rain man).
  • He loves dancing and choreography. Just look at him! Gif from here.

  • He has a complex with his feminine voice before and was bullied and had skipped school because of it.
  • But he doesn’t have a complex of it now because people actually likes this kind of voice. 
  • His outfit during the Utapri 3rd Stage!

  • He’s the assistant in a radio show called Hiroraji with Sato Hiromi. 
  • He has his own page column in a magazine called Pash!
  • He joined the tennis club in his high school.
  • He’s actually pretty good at drawing. See!

  • He can play piano and trumpet too I think.
  • He has composed his own songs like Kimi no Tonari de and Yume no Tsuzuki. He’s going to compose a new song on his new single too!
  • He used to be an utaite. Known as N◎B◎っと(Nobotto). He sang this and this. (Links goes to nicovideo!)
  • His list of songs I did before.
  • Here have a picture of him with Piyo-chan.

  • Here’s a gif of Kishow and a dinosaur spanking Shoutan. Gif from here.

  • He’s pretty close with a fellow seiyuu Ono Kensho and has suggested to the Tokimeki Restaurant staff that he wants OnoKen to be cast with him.
  • He even sang Are You ready!? together with Kensho at a Tsukiuta event!!

  • And now to leave some pictures of him.

  • Oh I almost forgot this. Just look at how cute he is!! Gif from here.

anonymous asked:

Harry always gets jealous and upset when Y/N gets hit on in front of him cause people expect her to be single cause he looks too young for her. How about a role reversal? Harry gets hit on by some pretty youngins cause Y/N looks too old to be his gf?

I was already drabbling stray lines with this, and this was my motivation to polish and finish it. It’s not exactly a blurb, it’s… it’s basically a full, if shorter, one shot. Part 4? Whoops. I hope it delivers. x. 

P. S. Erm, smut.

003. More About Jealousy

“You’re drunk.”


Harry grins at you with flushed cheeks and slightly unfocused eyes, but despite that you know he’s not as bad off as he could be.

He’d wanted to take you out tonight (“Lemme show yeh what it’s like,” he’d dragged his hands up your thighs and then sensually across your stomach to get his way. The memory still makes you shudder) and he had delivered. You think he rather enjoys showing you something outside of the boy you’d known for so long. He’d asked you to pick a club, any club, and you’d purposefully picked a very new, very posh one that had all the buzz about it and a waitlist that could be rolled through the city twice. He’d seemed so arrogant, as if name and capacity were no objects, and you’d wanted to see him eat his words.

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Luhan : I'll Find You [Scenario; Request]

“Aha! Look at that!” One random guy nudged you by your arm and you tilted your head to blankly stare at whoever that touched you. He gulped nervously and hurriedly patted your arm with a small frown, “S-Sorry, I mean, look over there.” He pointed again and he sighed in relief when you did, turning your head to face forward where you saw a girl on the ground with her books everywhere, her glasses somewhere on the ground and it seems like she couldn’t find it.

You stared at the girl from a distance and as you narrowed your eyes, you could see that there were a group of people surrounding her, making fun of her eyes and the way she looked.  Teasing and definitely playing around with her as if she was a new toy.

No denying that she was the new girl here but that doesn’t mean she’s a new play toy for dogs to chew on. It wasn’t a pleasant sight as well. You sighed deeply, shaking your head as you pushed yourself off the lockers with your hands shoved into your pockets before you walked towards the group of people down the hall.

The girl was still on the ground pitifully while you stood in front of her, having this strong and cold aura around you but it easily dissolved when you crouched down before the girl. Everyone’s breaths hitched.

It’s you, everyone thought.

The school’s well-known rebel, the school’s sort of ‘ice princess’ – whatever they called you here. You lived by one simple rule which is not to let anybody treat you like crap unless you allow them to which leads to the reason why they never dared to mess with you. They didn’t even dare to mess with your group of friends who never got picked on as long as they knew you. You never really thought of yourself as a rebel but you’ve thought yourself as someone who won’t take bullshit from anyone and with that, you lived up to a very spine shivering name along with a very strong and bold image; in which only one guy in this school found attractive.

You lifted the girl’s chin up and she winced as if you were going to break her (which you could) but you simply smiled at her when she saw that look in your eyes. A look so sincere to help, a look so loving as you whispered only for her to hear, “Can you see without your glasses?”

With a gulp, she shook her head frantically.

“Wait here, alright?” You whispered softly and even though people had warned her about staying away from you, she nodded once diligently. She felt as if you were going to protect her – and that was exactly what you did when you got up to glare at the guy ahead of you who was standing behind her. The leader of the whole pack of monkeys who was messing with her.

“Where are her glasses?” Your voice was low and dangerous that it made him waver as he weakly pointed at the side of the hallway.

Your eyes followed his finger before you met gazes with him again; one that he was very afraid of.

“Go get it.” You kept a monotonous and stable tone, that it made him flinch as he scrambled to reach for it on his own, not daring to call his other friends to help him get it when he easily could. He handed it to you, but you simply pointed at the girl with your head, “Put it on her.” You kept staring at him and he couldn’t even move a single inch – he was too petrified of what you were capable of doing that he didn’t want to do move. If it was possible, he wanted to get out of here but he knew you’d come to find him personally to finish things.

You scoffed and snatched the glasses, almost making him faint from how swift and quick your movements were. “Idiot…” You mumbled, crouching down where you smiled at how adorable and fragile she was.

She reminded you of your little sister.

A sister… that you’ve lost when you were young.

Maybe that’s why.

“Hey,” You called her softly, causing her to emit a soft “Huh?” as she lifted her chin to eye you. Her doe eyes definitely reminded you of your younger sister. “Stay still.” You warned her carefully before your hands reached up to put the glasses on her. She smiled like a little kid for doing something right; even though she could sense that you may just be a year or two older but she felt the very loving and warm aura you had just for her. “Let’s get out of here.” You told her with a small pat on the shoulder before you got up. You smirked when she was hurriedly trying to reach for all her books but you called her out again, causing her to freeze with her arm extended to reach for a book. You motioned her to come closer and the moment she did, you yanked her up with her gasping until she stood up. She blinked at you rapidly while you motioned her to the side.

She obediently went over to the side where people made space for her, while you glared at the monkeys that messed with her. “You have five seconds to pick all the books.”

You saw how flustered they became that even before you started counting, five boys had scrambled to pick up all the books in less than three seconds before they handed it to her but you motioned them to hand it over to you. You held the books in your arms as you peeked at the name of the girl, ‘Lu Mei’.

Pretty name, you thought with a small smile before you lifted your chin to let it fall, going back to sending a death glare to all these boys. “Mess with her again, and I can gurantee you won’t be able to walk from the immense pain from your little junior. Beat it.”

With that two words you gave, they ran off down the halls, making a left turn to head back to the cafeteria. You then noticed how everyone was looking at the two of you that you cleared your throat, silently telling them to resume what they were doing and that was exactly what they did. You looked over your shoulder to see her still standing there, with an awkward look of not knowing what to do.

“Hey, Lu Mei.” You called her quietly, causing her to look at you carefully, “Y-Yeah?”

“Follow me.”

“Luhan!” Xiumin hollered down the library, causing Luhan to scrunch his nose at the sound of his friend’s booming voice. A chorus of hushes were given to Xiumin but he only grinned out of apology. He then yanked Luhan away from the bookshelf, “I heard a few punks messed with your sister today.”

Luhan’s eyes grew wide, a dark look sent shivers down Xiumin’s spine, “Who?”

“I-I don’t know, Tao told me about it and I came rushing to you.”

Luhan hissed, shoving the book away with a death threat ready to be sent but, “But I heard that someone helped her.”

Luhan’s eyes widened a little out of shock, his heart skipping a beat when he was sure there was only one girl in his mind to be able to help in this situation, “I-Is it-?”

Xiumin smirked slyly, “Yes, Luhan, I think it’s her.”

“Where’s Lu Mei?” Luhan asked, making his sister a priority when Xiumin could easily sense that this other girl was also important. “People say she’s out by the garden, do yo-?”

Before Xiumin could say anything, Luhan had already dashed out of the library.

“Such a sensitive idiot.” Xiumin chuckled, shaking his head at his friend who was now gone from the library.

“So where’s your brother?” You asked quietly as she was now tapping her feet on the ground, sitting in front of you as she was down on the bench while you chose to stand in front of her. “I don’t know…” She muttered adorably, bringing a small smile to your face as you looked down to notice her shoelaces were untied. You let out a soft “Hold still…” before you crouched down.

Luhan’s eyes stopped scanning the garden when he saw that you got down on your knees just to tie his sister’s shoelaces. His sister didn’t even budge as she remained still calmly – she didn’t even put up a fight as she obeyed your orders as if you two had a silent connection.

How does she do it? Luhan thought, wondering how his sister could connect with someone like you so easily when if he were to try, he bet you’d shove him away like a piece of branch even though he’s considered as someone important in the school.

“There.” You breathed out quietly, head lifting up to smile at her when she was staring at you in awe. When your hand reached up to rake your hand through your hair, she noticed how pretty you were. How your hair complimented your eyes, how deep behind that mask you put up, you were actually a very nice and caring, warm, person. Luhan had his breath taken away too when he was merely a few steps away from you and his sister but he chose to remain quiet when he saw his sister was going to say something.

“Thank you, Unnie.”

You felt your heart stopping with your eyes staring at her. She simply give you a smile when your lips parted in adoration, wanting to hear her call you that again. “W-What did you call me?”

Luhan saw how you stammered, how endearing you actually were to his sister’s eyes.

How endearing and fragile you actually were.

“Unnie.” His sister obliviously repeated her calling for you, making you smile widely as you got up, shaking your head at her. You shifted closer to pat her head, “Take care, kid.”

“Lu Mei!”  Luhan gathered his guts to shout, causing his sister to whip her head at his direction with you following her gaze. She shot up almost instantly just to run over to her brother where she hugged him tight. You stared at them in awe as they hugged and the way that he wrapped his arms around her waist, the way he checked whether she was alright, whether she was fine, it made you feel warm at the sight; not until his eyes met yours.

“Oppa, that’s the girl that helped me! She’s really nice…” His sister commented quietly, causing Luhan to smile at you as he nodded at his sister before he resume to make eye contact with you. He wanted to drink in as much as he could from your image just so he could remember to find you again in the school.

“I can see that, Lu Mei.” Luhan chuckled lightly, patting his sister’s head with a grin.

But just as Luhan looked up again to meet your eyes or to take a glance at you, your figure was gone.

Just wait, I’ll find you. Luhan made a mental note before he returned his attention back to his sister.

Summary:  When Lydia drags Stiles to a speed dating event with her, he unfortunately finds himself more interested in the man sitting beside him than any of his actual dates.


It took six text messages for Stiles to cave, and another four for Lydia to convince him to wear a suit. He should’ve been embarrassed about that, but whatever twinge of shame he felt at being so easily swayed was quickly dwarfed by the humiliation of meeting Lydia at her door with a corsage while her neighbors gawked from the safety of their porch. Not even the sight of Lydia in a draped silk top was enough to make up for the experience, and he almost wished it was high school all over again, if only so he could feel that rush of butterflies again.

As it was, he was mostly just annoyed, and maybe a little hungry for the pizza rolls in his freezer.

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

Lydia rolled her eyes and tucked her arm through the elbow that Stiles automatically offered when she came down the steps. Under duress, he should note; if it had been up to him, he’d still be in his pajamas, not dressed in a suit that wasn’t his style, on the way to what was sure to be one of the most awkward dating experiences of his life.

“You act like I’m throwing you to the sharks. It’s speed dating, Stiles, not Jaws.”

“It might as well be. I can hear the music already!” Stiles paused. “You know, actually, I think Jaws is on Netflix. And I can’t stress enough that I could totally be watching it right now.”

“You didn’t have to come.”

Which…no, not technically. She’d asked him repeatedly even while he’d hedged around refusing outright, but Lydia had seemed determined to go no matter what he said, and that was exactly the sort of thing that led to trouble.

Stiles sighed and folded his hand over hers.

“I didn’t want you going alone. Who knows what kind of creeps are at this thing? If I need to be the muscle, I’m up for it.”

Lydia kissed his cheek, then immediately wiped at the lipstick mark she’d left.

“Thanks, Stiles, but it’s through the police department. I think there will be fewer creeps than usual.”

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19 days - fanfic based on ch.100-103

Jian Yi’s life revolved around one person. He made Zhan Zhengxi’s face twist in anger and concern a million times, he’s always been troubling him. Sometimes he does it on purpose; does something so incredibly reckless just because he knew he’d be saved just in time. As long as he paid attention to him, and only him. Even if the gaze directed at him was of anger, he was fine- totally fine, as long as he could capture his attention even just for a moment.

 He hated himself. Even more so, he hated that girl always clinging onto his best friend, her shiny black locks draped around her shoulders. 

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You're Alright You. Part Six

• What if … on the day of her release from the mental hospital Rae doesn’t see Chloe and the gang on the bikes…

Part One- HERE

Part Two- HERE

Part Three- HERE

Part Four-HERE

Part Five- HERE


Part Six

“RAE!!!!!!!!” Her mum woke her up screaming from downstairs. What the fuck.

A glance at the giant watch clock on her wall told her it wasn’t even eight am.

“Fucking hell”

“RAE!!!!!” her mum bellowed again “DOOR!”

Who the fuck would be at the house for this early in the god damn morning for her?

Sleepily shoving on her dressing gown she grumpily stomped down the stairs and towards the front door, which her mum had left wide open. For all the world to see her in a dressing gown which had her look like a tube of toothpaste!

“Alright Rae”

Fucking Chloe.

“Do you know what the time is?” she asked pretty much glaring at her so called best friend.

“Sorry, I just couldn’t sleep” she fidgeted with the strap of her bag “I just wanted to come over and talk before we met up with the gang later”

Pissing hell.

“Come on” Rae nodded her head in the direction of the kitchen “I’ll make a brew”

“Rae” that was her Mums voice again “Chloe love” Love? oh piss of mum “I’m going back to bed, keep the noise down will you”

“Ok Ms Earl” Chloe said to the retreating form of Raes mum.

For a brief second she wondered where Karim had gotten to. Probably hiding in a hole in the ground, or the boiler cupboard, worried immigration had finally found him. Jesus.

“I’m sorry ‘bout last night” Chloe spoke as Rae filled the kettle up with water from the tap “I was a bit of a bitch” more than a bit.

“Forget about it” Couldn’t change what had happened, now.

“I don’t wanna forget about it Rae” sighing she moved closer and placed her hand on top of Rae’s which was resting on the work top between them “I’m not just sorry about last night yah know” what now? “I’m sorry about before that, at school

Chlo’ ” She didn’t need this, not at this time of the morning. I just wanna go back to bed.

“No, let me speak, you can talk after, I need to get this out” she nodded “I was a shit friend to you, I shouldn’t of just abandoned yah when I started hanging out wiv them girls”

"I just wanted to them to like me and I guess I just kinda forgot that they weren’t ever gunna be a real friend ta me, not like you”

“I did come round, the third day you weren’t at school” she sniffed “I was dead worried, even with all those twats, you never missed a day, ever”

“That was summet else I should da done too, stuck up for you more with them all” Thats easy to say Chloe now its in the past.

“Im shit” Oh Chloe.

“And then yah mum said you’d gone to France, needed to get away from all the crap around here for a few months and spend some time with your Uncle” she laughed sadly “I was worried you weren’t ever gunna come back”

“How could I stay away from Stamford” Very fucking easily, thank you.

“I missed you Rae, and I am so shit, everything I touch turns to shit” Her eyes where filling with tears. Rae could tell she was trying so hard to not let them fall.

"Your not shit Chloe”

“I don’t wanna be anymore” she weekly smiled “I just want you to be my best friend again, everything else…well I don’t care”

“Fresh start?” It was obvious her friend was hurting, everyone hurts.

Maybe she wasn’t as abnormal as she thought, as her Mum thought she was.

Everyone thinks there shit at some point in their lives, more than once, less than a hundred. Kester had told her that on Monday, at her weekly therapy session with him.

God he is going to have a field day when I tell him whats happened this week, and its only bloody Thursday!

I don’t think I’m going to be able to talk to him about boys, boy, Finn.

“Fresh start” Chloe repeated, bringing Rae out of her thoughts before throwing herself into Rae’s arms “I fucking missed you

"Missed you too”

For a brief moment she thought about telling her the truth about France, about being in the mental ward, about the scars that covered the tops of both of her legs.

It was too soon for that though.

Chloe may of had good intentions at being best friends again but you never knew what was going to happen and Rae couldn’t take that chance.

She wasn’t ready for any of the gang, especially Finn to know about her crazyness just yet.

They fell into easy conversation after that. Both holding a steaming cup of tea as they sat together in Rae’s lounge.

Chloe filled her in on what she knew so far about the gang. Turns out she had met Izzy three weeks ago. Thats all, three bloody weeks!

Chop was the oldest at eighteen, he didn’t go to college anymore, had actually graduated in June. He was now going to be working at a garage after the summer. His full name was Arnold Peters. Chloe didn’t know where he got the name Chop from, but they had a laugh making up their own theories as to where the nickname had come from.

Izzy was a pure sweet heart, never had a bad thing to say about anyone, and probably never had a bad thought either. Chloe had met her at a dance class and they immediately hit it off. Apparently she was just dead happy all of the time. She fancied the fuck out of Chop, but wasn’t going to make the first move with him. Oh, and was going to be starting College with Chloe and her in September.

Archie was a major history buff, which Rae had kind of figured last night at the pub, he was even planning on going to university after college to study it. How can there be more to know than he does already. Bloody hell. He must have one of the mega brains.
He was single too and worked on Saturday mornings at the leisure centre in town.

And finally there was Finn.

“I don’t really know that much about him really” she gave a sad smile to Rae.

From they way she had reacted to her knowing Finn last night she had imagined her having a bloody manual of Finn facts.

Just like they would do when they where younger about celebrities they had crushes on.

Actual hard copy books they made.

How embarrassing.

“He lives with his Dad, no idea what the deal is about his Mum, Izzy told me he’s never spoken ‘bout her, at least when she’s been around”

“Oh” I wonder what happened with her. Did she leave, or did something bad happen? It made Rae’s heart hurt a little to think about that. Poor Finn.

“What I do know, is that he can be a right grumpy sod and keeps pretty much to himself sometimes” Rae laughed remembering that she had told him about her saying that last night.

“Him and Archie are dead in to their music” Well, she knew that already “He keeps dead private really, Chop gets pissed of at him cause he has an empty house a lot o’ the time but he won’t have any parties, ,thats a bit odd! I mean what teenager doesn’t take advantage of a free?”

“He did say he didn’t invite just anyone over” Rae said, smiling inside as Chloe smiled, a little evilly.

“Don’t take it to heart Rae, he didn’t even let his ex girlfriend go ‘round and they dated for months, so he’s not gunna invited anyone else, is he?”

Ex-girlfriend? Months?

"Wait, he didn’t?” So how come he had invited her, when they only met once before, and only for a couple of hours then.

He did just say it was only me and Archie that he had invited ‘round.

“Nope” rolling her eyes “Thats not fucking normal” Chloe snickered.

“Maybe he just…."she didn’t know how to finish that thought.

Why had he not taken his then girlfriend to his house. She wasn’t stupid, she knew he had to of had ex’s. I mean look at him. Jesus Christ.

"He just what?” Chloe asked.

“It just doesn’t make sense” and then she did something she knew would either shock her friend or piss her off “his house is dead nice, no bodies hiding or anything that would make him not wanna let people in”

“WAIT!” Chloe realized then that she had shouted and whispered after as not to wake Ms Earl “How would you know?”

We were at his house yesterday, before we went to the pub” Take that Chloe.

You, he invited you to his house. Finn Nelson?” I’m glad Chloe was sat down because if not, she was more than sure her friend would of fallen over.

"Yeah” she said as if it was no big deal. It was a big fucking deal. Exclusive invitation. Bloody hell!

“This is huge”

“It was just his house Chloe

"Did you two have sex?” I wish!

"Chloe!” I huffed, trying to act annoyed, as If I hadn’t spent more than a few hours fantasizing last night when I should of been sleeping “No we did not!”

"Did you at least kiss?” Chloe’s eyes were sparkling, so eager for info.

No“ Again, I wish. And day dreamed about, over and over again.

Rae!” she waved her hands around “Finn Nelson, the fittest of the fittest, invited you around to his house, which he never does, and you didn’t even bloody kiss him”

"I’ll work on it!” She told her.

“You bloody better” She waved her arms in the air “Jesus Rae!


It was ten o’clock before they knew it and Rae quickly ran up to her room to shower and get ready to go, with Chloe into town to met the rest of the gang.

She was a little, ok more than a little, excited to be meeting with everyone again. Especially a certain someone.

This summer hopefully wasn’t going to be as boring and dull as she had first thought.

She had friends now.

She had Chloe back in her life, and she was happy about it, really.

They were ok now, ‘course there were things she couldn’t talk to her about, but she had Tixie for those things. She understood it all, because she was living with her own demands too. Chloe would never understand all of it. 

"Where you off to?” Her mum made her jump, turning to the doorway she saw that she was still dressed in her pjs, holding a empty mug.

“Me and Chloe are going out” So you and Karim can be as loud as you want.

“Out where?”

“Chippie and then the park I think”

Good, all that fresh air is good for you” she then whispered “Have you taken your pills”

Yes mum“ and she had, as soon as she had left Chloe downstairs, before she got into the shower.

She didn’t wanna risk missing them.

Knew what might happen.

Miss one and then your more likely to miss another and another and before you knew it she was going to back in that hospital bed.

She didn’t want that.

She never wanted that.

"Good, good”

“Mum, was there Summet else?” Cause your loitering.

“Oh, no just, be careful” Couldn’t help but roll my eyes at that.

“Yes mum” she threw on her backpack over her shoulder “Well I’m off”

“Have a good time”


She was starting to have trouble breathing.

Calm down. Deep breaths Rae.

Chloe is going to notice if you carry on.

Be normal Rae.

“Come on” Chloe was excited, and it was infectious.

As they walked through the Chippie door she saw Izzy, Archie and Chop sat further in, at a table against the wall.

“ ‘bout time you two got here” Chop said when he noticed them.

"Its only five past Chop” Chloe rolled her eyes and nicked a chip off his plate.

“Oi!” he pulled it as close to him as he could “These are mine

"Hiya Rae” said Archie and Izzy at the same time.


She was a little disappointed that Finn wasn’t there yet. Its only just after eleven Rae, be normal. Don’t freak out.

But then the bathroom door at the back of the chip shop opened, and there he bloody was. The fucking adonis of Stamford. Jesus Christ.

He smiled when he saw her “Rae

Finn“ she smiled just as wide back at him as he walked towards the group of friends.

"Alright Chlo’ ’ he mumbled, noticing her sat between Archie and Izzy when he got to the table.


“Right you lot, lets fucking go to the park, I need a drink

"Its eleven in the morning Chop” Archie told him “Your be passed out before three!”

“Will I fuck!” he told him “I’ll go get the beers from the offi’ and then park!”

"Jesus” Rae muttered as he left.

“Typical Chop” Finn made her jump as he whispered in her ear “You alright?”

He kind of moved his eyes in Chloe’s direction. He was asking her if she was alright with Chloe being here.

“Oh yeah” she smiled at him. Lowering her voice so only he could hear she told him “She came round to mine this morning, we had a chat”

“Sorted shit out?” He asked.

"Sorted shit out”


“Yeah, its is” She was happy.

Look I was thinking” but he never got to finish what he was going to say as Archie made them all jump by knocking his drink over, all over the damn table.

“What the fuck Arch?” Finn spat and jumped out of his seat before any of the coke spilled on him.

“Sorry” Archie looked embarrassed, while Chloe was sat next him looked a mix between smug and annoyed. Whats going on?

“Come on” he pulled Raes arm “Let’s wait outside, for Chop”

They all got up and followed, leaving the drink spilled all over the table and dripping onto the floor.

You bloody kids” the woman behind the counter shouted as they left.

“Maybe we should go down the street” Chloe laughed and began running off with Izzy. Archie walked after them, leaving Finn and Rae.

“Come on” Finn nudged her shoulder with his.

As they walked behind the rest of the gang to meet Chop she blurted out “What where you gunna say?”

“oh, in the” he pointed behind them, towards the chippie.


“Well, I was thinking about if you wanted to come ‘round mine again tomorrow”

“Oh yeah?” again? In your face Chloe!

“Yeah” How could Chloe say he was a grumpy sod most of the time? He always seemed to smile “Just the two of usholy crap.

“Maybe” she smirked. Abso-fucking-lutley.

“Maybe?” He pouted. 

“Oh, alright then I suppose I could” she dramatically sighed “Can’t have you falling into the Backstreet Boys trap of thinking its actually bloody music, can I?”

“You cheeky madam” he laughed and she smiled “As if I would buy that tripe”

Across the street Chop came barreling out of the Off-licence with bags of drinks “Lets bloody have it!!!!” he shouted across the street to his gang of friends who where all looking at him with open mouths. He’s bloody amazing.

Of course it also caused him to get more than a few disgusted and dirty looks from the people of Stamford.


anonymous asked:

(same anon) OR bucky's kid is absolutely set on dad quitting his moping and dating people again and his/her new art teacher steve looks like a disney prince and is so nice and dad you HAVE TO ASK MR. ROGERS OUT

Mr. Rogers has golden hair.

It takes Monty a few art classes to notice. They only have art once a week, and he’s usually busy trying to draw or collage puppies, because he really wants a puppy, and thinks that if he makes a lot of art of puppies then maybe daddy will get one for him. But then Mr. Rogers bends down, grabs a crayon from where it rolled off the table and Monty gets a really good look at his golden hair. When Mr. Rogers stands up, he puts the crayon back on the table, and says, “Another puppy?” Mr. Rogers asks.

Monty nods. “I want a puppy.”

“What kind of puppy?”

Monty shrugs. “Any puppy.” He pauses, then adds, “You should talk to my daddy, then you can come pick out a puppy with us.”

Mr. Rogers chuckles. “I’m not sure that your dad would want me to come pick out your puppy.”

Monty smirks. “You don’t know that,” he says.

Mr. Rogers is, admittedly, a little fearful of what Monty meant by that.

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Valentine’s Promises

Warnings: None

A/N: Characters from the Potterverse belong to J.K. Rowling.

Italics indicate a flashback

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1 year prior

“Honestly I don’t know why someone had to go and make a day celebrating love when not everyone in the world has a significant other,” you huffed as you slumped into the seat beside George. “At least they could make a day where if you were single you’d get loads of chocolate and flowers to compensate for the embarrassment which is Valentine’s Day.”

“Wow, someone is clearly bitter about the day of love,” George laughed as he offered you a chocolate. You didn’t understand how George could be so cheery when he too was single like you. Didn’t he wish he had a special someone?

“Who wouldn’t be bitter? It’s a day when couples rub their happiness in our faces,” you argued. “I don’t think I’ll ever have a date for Valentines day.”  

“Hey let me make you a deal, if for some strange reason you don’t have a date next Valentine’s Day I’ll take you out,” George suggested offering his hand. Your initial reaction was to refuse, but when you looked into his eyes they appeared genuine. He really did want to make this pact with you.

“Well if you’re absolutely sure about this then I agree. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that,” you smiled reaching out to shake his hand.  

A year later you were putting the finishing touches on your outfit about to follow through on your promise. George hadn’t told you where you were going so you decided to overdress in your formal wear rather than go in casual clothes. At 6:00 on the dot George was at your door dressed in a suit with an arm full of most beautiful roses you’d ever seen.

“George you didn’t have to go all out with these roses. It’s just a date remember?” you smiled happily accepting the roses.

“Hey Y/N if we’re going to celebrate Valentine’s Day correctly you need flowers,” George insisted looking you over. “May I say that you look positively radiant this evening?”

You weren’t sure why you were blushing, it was just an innocent compliment from your friend. He was just treating you to the proper Valentine’s Day; this date was just a promise nothing more than that. Rather than remain silent in your embarrassment, you opted to return the favor.

“You look dashing in your suit George. I didn’t think you were one for formalities,” you blushed, surprised how nervous you felt telling him these ideas.

“Hey like I said, we have to go all out for Valentine’s Day, and the suit is the way to go. Now, we have to be heading out otherwise we’ll never get a seat,” George answered opening the door for you.  
The two of you made your way down to Hogsmead into the bustling restaurant which was Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop. There were plenty of lovesick couples both patiently and impatiently waiting for tables. No doubt it would take hours to be seated with this crowd.

“George, I think this place is full. We can always eat up in the castle; I don’t mind,” you suggested. “I do appreciate the effort, but eating before 10 is more important than waiting in line.”

George didn’t seem to hear you and made his way toward the front of the line leaving you alone with the masses. When he returned, he was joined by a waiter who led you to a table. You were completely baffled as to how George managed to get you a table so quickly. He couldn’t have made reservations…could he? George pulled out your chair and sat directly across from you, using a flick of his wand to light the table’s candle. When you started looking for the menus you saw that there were none. George seemed to take notice of your confusion and gestured toward the waiter that was making his way to your table with food.

“Don’t worry about dinner; it’s already been taken care of,” George informed. “I hope you don’t mind that I ordered for you.”

“When did you have time to order for me? We just arrived here?” you stammered as the waiter set the plate of your favorite food out in front of you. This was all too perfect. How much thought had George put into this promised Valentine’s outing? “George, how did you make this all happen? This place is crowded there’s no way we could’ve walked in and received a seat let alone food.”

George was silent for a time contemplating what he would say to you. After several seconds he sighed in defeat and looked down at the table,

“I started planning this the day we made that pledge Y/N. It’s not because I didn’t think you could date someone; I hoped that you wouldn’t get a date in time. I’ve had the biggest crush on you for ages, and I didn’t know how to ask you. I figured that this date would be a way that you could notice me and maybe we could be more than friends.”

You had no idea that George had feelings for you. He had always been exceptionally kind to you and had been a person you could lean on during your time at Hogwarts. He hadn’t let you go a day without laughing, even on your lowest days. How had you been so oblivious to his intentions for an entire year.

“George I had no idea you felt this way. You didn’t have to go through an elaborate plan to ask me out. You could’ve simply asked me, and I would’ve said yes,” you answered reaching for his hand across the table. “There’s no other guy I’d rather spend Valentine’s day with.”

“You really mean that?” George asked, finally raising his head to look at you.

“After all the effort you’ve put into our date how could I say no to a guy such as you,” you beamed. “Now how about we enjoy the rest of our date together, and maybe we could make a habit of these dates.”

“I’d like that very much Y/N,” George replied, giving your hand a squeeze. “Here’s to many more Valentine’s day dinners together.”