awww he looks so tired ;~;

BTS Reacting To Their S/O Waking Them Up From Crying Over A Nightmare


He would hold you in his arms until you stop crying and he would give you a kiss on your forehead

“Everything is fine don’t worry”

Originally posted by missbaptan


He would be confused at first but then he would try to comfort you

“Sleep in my arms so you will not make other nightmares”

Originally posted by jeonbase


He would try to make you forget your nightmare by making you laugh

*Jagi~ Look at me~*

Originally posted by lethargicmin


He is so tired so he would just simply smile and try to make you feel a bit better 

“Sleep Jagiya. Nightmares aren’t real don’t worry”

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


This boy would be a total sweetheart with you. He will not sleep until you fall asleep first

“Stop crying I’m her with you. Do you want me to sing a little song for you so you will fall asleep ?”

Originally posted by colorfulbts


He would be a little fluffy ball. He would be so cute that you will totally forgot your nightmare

“Awww my Jagiya did a nightmare ? Do you want a hug so you will feel better ?” 

And then you will fall asleep in his arms

Originally posted by taexsmiles


He wouldn’t really know what to do so maybe he will hug you lighetly and dry your tears

“Please stop crying I don’t like seeing you cry”

Originally posted by ulookfreshlikesalad

cancer-influences  asked:

How the spouses react to the farmer's pet (dog/cat)?

Alex - “Awesome, a dog? Dusty should come over and play!”

Elliott - “Does your cat bite? Do you feed him fresh caught fish?”


Sam - “I dun meahn to be a boather, bu I thin I’m allergic to your cat.”

Sebastian - “Have you considered getting a spiked collar for him? That’d look awesome.”

Shane - “Okay, but make sure she doesn’t get into the chickens. They’re afraid of cats.”

Abigail - “Nice guard dog. Can she kill monsters? Has she killed monsters? That would be awesome.”

Haley - Haley has already dressed up the cat.

Leah - “Oh, he’s so cute! I should paint a picture of him. He look so majestic in the wind!”

Maru - “Does your cat like ear scritches?”

Penny - “Awww, the little guy is tired. Must be from running around the farm all day.”

Emily - Emily sits with the cat in her lap. Anytime anyone enters the house, she turns around, evilly stroking the cat.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I dont know if youre taking flashfic prompts but if you are i would love it if you could write one where henrys kids call killian grandpa and think of him as their grandfather? That would be so cute!

Awww! Biological or no, Killian will totally be grandfather to any of Henry’s kids. He’ll be the only grandfather on that side of the family that they’ll know. <3 Also, we’re totally taking this AU, simply because canon is so up in the air right now.

“Again, Grampa!”

Emma watched with a loving smile as three little girls looked up at her husband with identical pleading looks on their cherubic faces. Killian heaved a mock sigh as he looked down at the girls indulgently. “All right, little loves, one more time and then it will be bedtime for tired young girls.”

Two more times,” five-year-old Faith insisted.

Killian reached out and tugged on a lock of the girl’s dark hair. “I suppose we can do it two more times.”

“Yay!” Faith and three-year-old Lynnie cried in unison.

Eight-year-old Lucy just shook her head. Her little sisters certainly had their grandfather wrapped around their little fingers. At least, that was what she’d heard her gramma say more than once.

At that point, Emma stepped into the bedroom proper to give her husband a hand. He was supposed to be settling the girls for bed but apparently his stories of the sea were too exciting. “He’ll tell it two more times if you all get into bed now.”

Lynnie pouted. Faith heaved a sigh. Lucy just smirked.

Still, they all climbed into their little beds in what had been Emma and Killian’s guest room but was now set up for the girls to stay overnight. Once they were settled, Emma switched off the overhead light, leaving just the lamp on the bedside table for illumination.

“Now can you tell it, Grampa?” Lynnie asked.

“Now I can tell it,” Killian confirmed with a smile up at Emma. “Once upon a time, a pirate and a princess both needed to find a golden compass …”

All three of them were out by the time the pirate traded his ship and found the princess in the faraway land known as New York City. Killian surveyed his sleeping grandchildren and arched an eyebrow at his wife. “If they hadn’t asked to hear that story hundreds of times already in their young lives, I think I’d be offended,” he quipped.

“They certainly do love that story,” Emma softly agreed. “You must tell it at least once a visit.”

“Want to know a secret?”


“I love it, too.”

Emma lovingly rolled her eyes at her big dork of a pirate. “I don’t think that’s really a secret. Still, I do, too.”

After the two of them got the girls fully tucked in and gave them goodnight kisses, Emma switched off the lamp, switched on the nightlight and then grasped her husband’s hand and pulled him out of the room. “Alll right, ‘Grampa,’ the kids are asleep, which means we have a few minutes to ourselves. And I, for one, don’t intend on wasting any of them.”

With the kids in the house, minutes to themselves weren’t much more exciting than curling up on the couch together while a random movie played on the television but even after all these years, the simple act of snuggling with Emma still had the ability to make Killian’s heart race. “Aye, love. Neither do I.”

Behind The Scenes 3 (8/???)

Author’s note: In terms of my writing, I’m am almost done with BTS 3. Once i get all the editing out of the way, I will be posting my scenes more regularly! But for now, i will continue to post rather randomly. Sorry for any errors. Sorry for any cultural/environmental inaccuracies.

Genre: Angst/ Drama (Jhope/ V)

Word count: 1785

City: Tokyo, Japan (Both days)

Summary: Y/n makes a promise to herself while V learns finally find out a bit of what’s going on inside Rap monster’s head.

Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.


Your first day in Tokyo was not so great. The entire day felt as if you were made of tears and all you could do was cry at any chance that you were out of the boys’ sights. It wasn’t because you were tired from the schedule or the time change, but over the fact the monster “got rid” of Meihui. You had just gotten to know her and now she was gone. It hurt you to see how Jhope was different around her. He spent every second with her and was so cute with her, but almost every word out of his mouth was a lie. All he ever said were empty promises. “The rest of the tour is going to be long, but it’s going to be fun!” “You can spend two weeks with us in Seoul and I’ll make sure to video chat you any chance I get when you come back to Taipei.” “Don’t worry I’ll come back to Taipei and visit you.”

Meihui was just so innocent. She would blush whenever Jhope so much as looked at her. Whenever he showered her with compliments she would get so embarrassed that she would dig her face in his chest, only making him compliment her more.

You were stuck in an endless thought cycle the entire time you were alone in backstage. “Are his drugs really that important? If he so easily lied to Meihui, what makes things different with me? What if he has always been telling me things that I want to hear? Maybe I’m not his friend… Maybe I’m someone he is just helping Namjoon deal with. This could all be one big scheme!”


Like the night before, you spent your time alone backstage crying over Jhope and Meihui.Once the show was close to an end you took the time to calm down and used the guys’ makeup to redo your face. When the guys came in, you kept a straight face the whole time and barely spoke.

As you were all about to leave, Rap monster announced that he and V were off to a deal. They were going to leave with Minho in one van and the rest of you would leave with Hiro back to the hotel. You saw Rap monster and V take the little green pills Jhope showed you back in Beijing and then they were off.

Without Rap monster around, you all had the opportunity to sit how you wished and this time you sat in in the back, taking the window seat before Jungkook could. Both Jimin and Jungkook sensed something off with you, but were too tired to bring it up, so all they did was sit next to you.

Suga looked back at you as he climbed onto the van. He was a bit confused that you didn’t sit next to him.

As usual, Jhope was the only member pumped up and was the only one that actually said anything. “Y/n! What are you doing back there?!? Come here with us! We never see you!” He whined.

While you were alone backstage, you had made up your mind to protect yourself. In doing so, you promised to not let yourself get any closer to Jhope. When he called out to you, you didn’t say anything, you just ignored him.

“Awww is y/n tired?” He asked with aegyo. “C’mon y/n smile! Don’t be so mopey!”

You only stared back at him, still no words coming out of you. Your silence got the attention of the two maknaes sitting next to you and they exchanged looks, practically communicating telepathically.

Jhope still wasn’t getting the hint. He reached over to try and playfully poked you try and cheer you up.

You slapped his hands away immediately. He barely even touched you, but you glared at him to back off.

Suga turned around, curious about your unusual behavior. “What’s wrong?”

You glared at him too. You remembered that he was doing the exact same thing to Aiko as Jhope did to Meihui and it just hurt you even more. “Nothing.” You growled.

“Tell me what’s wrong y/n!” Jhope begged. “Maybe I can help you feel better!” The innocent optimism in his voice made you feel a bit guilty for giving him the silent treatment, but not enough to actually talk to him.

“Just leave her alone.” Suga advised. “She’s tired like the rest of us.”

Jhope pouted even more, but turned around and sat down.

Jimin nudged you. “What’s wrong?” he whispered.

‘I’ll tell you later.” You mumbled.


Back at the hotel, Jimin questioned you again.

“Eh, just forget about it. It’s nothing.” You told him.

“It seems like alot more than just nothing.”

“Like I said, it’s nothing… I’m sleepy now so goodnight.” You said ending the conversation.

Jungkook was already laying in your bed. You could feel him staring at you as you made your way under the sheet that separated the two of you.

“Are you sure it’s nothing?” He whispered.

“Yup! Goodnight!”


It was now 2am and V, Rap monster and the rest of Rap monster’s sad excuse of henchmen were done with the drug deal.

V didn’t exactly know how to categorize how this deal went. It didn’t go well, but it didn’t go horribly. The deal didn’t last as long as expected and no guns or knives were pulled out, not even a single fist thrown. He and Rap monster’s other back up guys just stood around as Rap monster and an old Japanese dude in a fancy suit talked for a few hours. That’s what he like about the meeting with the old-school yakuza, all the deals seemed to have a business-like vibe to them. However, like every past old-school yakuza meeting, Rap monster didn’t get his way. Rap monster just wasn’t able to convince the head honcho to take any drugs. Like the previous year, the guy’s mentality was to keep drugs out of Japan. He was willing to join forces and distribute shit to other countries, but Rap monster turned him down. If Rap monster went that route, there was no profit for him. Now that the deal was over, he could see the death stare Rap monster was giving the old guy. If Rap monster had a better gang in Japan, maybe he would have actually started a fight, but he knew better that to do something so stupid.

Rap monster was definitely not happy about the deal though. He punched the van’s side mirror clean off. “Those old fucks need to update their way of thinking! They are sitting on a gold mine of possibilities!” Rap Monster grabbed his hand now feeling some pain. “Ah fuck!” he grunted.

“I’ll wrap it up back at the hotel.” Minho said from the passenger’s seat. “…hasn’t completely healed from the gun shot and he goes doing this…” He grumbled under his breath.

Rap monster continued to mumble to himself as he took a seat in the van. “The deal in Fukuoka better go well. This other guy is new generation yakuza, only a few years older than us too. Maybe he’ll see things the way I do.”

“Why don’t you bring Hiro to the next one?” V suggested. “Didn’t you say his uncle was a member and that his uncle was trying to get him in the gang?”

“His uncle was a member, but when they found out Hiro was only half they tried to kill him remember! They offed his whole family, stupid!”

“Well sorry!”

“Those old shit heads don’t know how to use what they got anymore. If I was that old fuck, I would have used Hiro to infiltrate any fucking Korean gang! But no, stupid shit head killed everyone. Stupid bitches couldn’t even kill the right motherfucker! They wasted their time killing everyone else except him!”

V was exhausted and Rap monster’s incessant whining was annoying him already. “Well then why did you even make him the manager? He didn’t even let you do shit in the beginning either!”

Rap monster turned around and glared at him. “I needed the heads up on what was out there and we got a ton of valuable shit out of him.” he growled shutting V up.

The three of them were quiet most of the way back. V was about to doze off when he heard Rap monster calling out to him. “Tae?”

“Yeah?” He rubbed his eyes to try and keep them open a bit longer.

“You’ve been keeping an eye on Jungkook and y/n right?”

“Yeah.” He huffed putting his hands to his temples. He was just so tired and didn’t want to talk anymore.

“How are they together?”

“Um, they are good I guess. *yawn* They come off as more legit now.”

“What about when they aren’t in public?”

“My gosh! He isn’t gonna stop with the questions!” He thought. “Um, they seem to have gotten closer, more friendly I guess.” He said. Finally he could feel himself waking up again.


“All those questions for an “ok”!” V thought. He snapped and couldn’t stop himself from opening his mouth. “You know what? I don’t get the fucking point of them making them date! For Jungkook, being in a relationship isn’t some fucking punishment! Sure, he can’t go fucking around, but he’s gonna do it again eventually! And all that cute shit isn’t even making y/n uncomfortable anymore. What’s probably gonna happen is they are just going to fuck again, possibly even start liking each other!”

“I know.”

“You know?!? So, what’s the whole fucking point then?!?” He couldn’t stop himself from raising his voice.


There he went again with the stupid one word answers. V hated when Rap monster did that. Rap monster always did it as a way of belittling him to make himself feel even more superior. But as always, that tactic worked and V just couldn’t help but try to figure out what was going on in his head. “Love?!? No one here believe in stupid love! Especially not you or Jungkook!”

“Jungkook used to… until I took it away.” Rap monster said calmly.

“Exactly my fucking point! What the fuck does love have to do with anything?!? Are you trying to make up for the shit you did? Cuz like I said that-is-not-a-pun-ish-ment!” He emphasized. “I’ve been thinking about this whole scheme and I can’t get your angle on this. You know what? Maybe you didn’t think this through Namjoon.”

Rap monster let out a long sigh, as if frustrated by V’s “stupidity”. “I’m not making up for anything. I’m going to take his love away again.”


Sure! I hope you guys like it! I really enjoyed writing this. Sorry it took ao long, I’m still feeling super out of it. IDK what’s wring with me. Anyway I hope you like the story!

Read the last one here!

Tom took care of Marco for a bit over an hour after their talk. “Tom, stop fussing, I told you a million times that I’m okay.” Marco laughed lightly. Tom sat down and rubbed the back of his sheepishly, blushing a bit. “How about you sit down and take a rest.” Marco suggested. “We don’t need two of us sick.” He laughed. Tom smile and sat on the bed next to Marco. “Thanks again for helping me out.” Marco beamed.

“You’ve already thanked me a million times.” Tom assured, rolling his eyes. “Besides, I like helping you.” He added. As soon as he realized what he said he blushed deeply.

“You like helping me?” Marco asked.

“No! Well… yes but… it’s uh,… It’s just a good excuse to be around you and I…” Tom trailed off, blushing furiously. Marco smiled big and scooted closer to him.

“Go on.” He urged. Tom gulped and blushed deeper.

“W-well… I like you Marco… I like being with you and I want you to be okay because…” Tom bit his lip and Marco felt a little smile creep across his lips. He moved closer and motioned for Tom to keep talking. Tom blushed deeper and coughed nervously. “I think… I think you get what I’m trying to say.” Tom mumbled.

“I do.” Marco giggled. “And I like you too.” He whispered this, part, blushing himself. Tom flared up and his face lit up, fire swirled around him and his eyes glittered.

“You do?” He exclaimed. Marco nodded and the demon him in a hug, drowning the human in affection. “Oh Marco you don’t know how happy you’ve made me!” Tom cried. “I can’t believe you actually… wow!” Tom started laughing and Marco pulled away a bit, smiling at the demon’s adorable look of joy.

“Oh look at you.” Marco giggled. “You make me so happy, Tom, you really do.” He promised. Tom wrapped the human up in a hug and Marco hugged back. He closed his eyes and fell against the demon fully, now feeling tired from being so sick. Tom looked down and saw Marco’s sleepy look.

“You can rest for a while.” Tom assured. He made a move to set Marco down but the human held onto him tighter. Tom blushed deeper. “Uh… Marco?” He asked, shyly. Marco smiled up at him and snuggled against him.

“Don’t go, please.” Marco asked. Tom nodded and pulled Marco closer. “Thank you for being honest with me… about how you feel… I mean I had a feeling after you saved me but… It means the world to have you return my feelings.” Marco yawned. Tom beamed and petted the human’s head. He let Marco doze off and held the human close for a long time. Tom hummed a little to him and closed his own eyes, resting his head on top of the human’s.

The boys stayed there for a while longer. Every now and then Marco would stir in his sleep and Tom’s heart would flutter. He held the human closer and enjoyed being so connected with him. And the best part was, Tom felt really truly loved. He knew Marco wanted him there with him, and he knew Marco thought the same of Tom. He felt so… wanted! And loved! It was wonderful and new and all he could do was love the boys who gave it to him.

“Tom…?” A sleepy murmur came from below Tom’s head and the demon looked down. Marco was peering up at him with tired eyes and Tom smiled warmly. Marco smiled as well. “You stayed with me. I knew you would.” Marco yawned.

“Of course I stayed with you.” Tom whispered, he reached down to tuck Marco’s hair behind his ear. “How could I leave you when I just got the chance to tell you I love you?” Tom asked. Marco blushed and Tom giggled. “I’m serious, I feel like I’ve been waiting for this moment my whole life and now I finally have it. I love you Marco.” Tom grinned.

“Oh Tom, I love you too.” Marco giggled, rubbing his eyes. Tom kissed him on the head.

“How are you feeling?” He asked.

“Wonderful.” Marco sighed in a dreamy voice. Tom laughed.

“No silly, how are you feeling health-wise?” Tom asked. Marco blushed and looked down.

“Oh, right.” He realized. “Better, I’m still so tired though.” Marco yawned. Tom took Marco back into his arms and positioned him to be comfortable.

“Well you can rest some more, I won’t leave, I swear.” Toom promised. Marco smiled and closed his eyes. “I love you, Marco.” He told the human.

“I love you too, Tom.” Marco whispered back.

“And I love you both!” A voice interrupted their romantic moment and the two boys, jumped, nearly falling off he bed. Star grinned in the doorway and Tom and Marco both blushed furiously. “Awww! You guys are so so so cute!” She exclaimed. “I just knew you guys were meant to be!” She giggled.

“Star!” Marco cried, scrambled his feet. “G-get out of here!” He stuttered. Tom blushed violently and covered his face with his hands.

“Aww! He’s getting all flustered, how cute!” Star teased. Marco growled at her. “Okay Okay, I’m leaving. I just get excited about how sweet you guys are!” She giggled. Marco made a face and Star left, after giving him a thumbs-up. She skipped out of the room and Marco put his arm around the demon and Tom blushed more.

“Sorry about that… she sort of really wanted us to get together.” Marco giggled nervously. Tom nodded and laughed himself, playing with his thumbs.

“Yeah… I sort of can tell. She seemed way too eager for me to come over and take care of you.” Tom recalled. Marco giggled and the two held hands for a while. “I think you should get some rest.” Tom told the human. “I’ll make you some soup for when you wake up.” He offered. Marco smiled and Tom scooped him up in his arms, putting him down on the bed and brushing his hair away. “See you soon.” Tom joked. Marco yawned and closed his eyes, but Tom stayed for a while longer, watching his human rest.

lunarose99  asked:

Hi! Your Voltron Family au is absolutely brilliant! I love everything about it! I was wondering though if Hunk and Lance ever miss their birth families or have nightmares about the day they died? (Sorry if you've already answered this!)

Awww thank you! ;A; Happy to know you love the The Voltron Family AU! <3


The door of the master bedroom where Shiro and Keith were sleeping was always open, in case something happened with the kids, or if they needed any of their daddies. 

One night, Keith woke up to someone screaming and crying. He instantly sat up and looked around. Shiro was still sleeping, tired from the recent operation he did so Keith didn’t wake him up. Keith got up and followed the sound only to find himself in front of Hunk’s room. The door was open—as always. He saw Hunk gripping Mr. Cuddles tight and he was whimpering and crying out “Mama! Papa!” 

Keith: *quickly goes to Hunk’s bed* *tries to wake him up* Hey, baby. *holds him into his arms*
Hunk: *eyes still closed* Mama! Come back! *starts crying*
Keith: *panics* Hunk, sweetheart. Wake up. You’re having a nightmare.
Hunk: *whimpers* T-they’re burning Papa! *screams*
Keith: *tries harder to shake Hunk awake* Hunk. Hunk. Baby. It’s Daddy. 
Hunk: *stops crying* *wakes up* D-Daddy?
Keith: *sighs in relief* Yeah. It’s Daddy. You were having a nightmare. *wipes Hunk’s tears* 
Hunk: *silently sobs* *grips Keith’s pajamas top* T-the fire… *sobs*
Keith: Shhhhsh. *rocks Hunk* It’s okay. You’re safe with me. *kisses Hunk’s forehead* You’re okay now.
Hunk: Papa t-told me to run quickly and… *sobs* he w-went back to get Mama and-and-and then he— *buries his face in Keith’s tummy* *cries even more*
Keith: *heartbroken* It’s not your fault. None of it is your fault, Hunk. You survived the fire because your Papa saved you. 
Hunk: *more tears fall* I l-love Papa and Mama and now they’re—
Keith: *tears starts to appear* I’m so sorry, Hunk. I’d bring them back if I could but I can’t. *kisses Hunk again* I’m really sorry. *hugs the boy*
Hunk: Daddy Keith, will you be gone too?
Keith: *shakes head* No, I won’t be. Daddy’s staying for as long as you’ll have him. *smiles weakly at Hunk*

Keith slept that night with Hunk cradled in his arms. That was how Shiro found them when he woke up to see that his husband was missing. 


The whole family was out to go swimming at a water park. Pidge was with Keith in the kiddie pool popping some “water bubbles”, giggling in delight. Hunk and Lance were on their way to try another kiddie slide when Shiro saw Lance declining causing Hunk to join Keith and Pidge instead. Shiro was in their table, it was his turn to look after their things. Lance approached their table slowly, looking down on the floor.

Shiro: Hey, you tired already?
Lance: *looks up* *shakes head*
Shiro: Do you want some orange juice?
Lance: *frowns* *shakes head* *sits down across Shiro*
Shiro: What’s wrong buddy? You seem down. 
Lance: It’s nothing.
Shiro: Sure sounds like something to me though. *stands up* *sits beside lil Lance* What’s up, Captain? Daddy’s all ears.
Lance: *looks up* *frowns* *whispers* I miss them.
Shiro: Miss who? *wipes Lance’s upper body to dry him off with a towel*
Lance: *plays with his hands* *mumbles something*
Shiro: *leans down* What? I didn’t catch that.
Lance: Mama and Papa. We… we were supposed to go here that weekend before… before… *shuts eyes*
Shiro: Before the fire happened. *finishes the sentence quietly*
Lance: *nods* *hugs himself with the towel covering his shoulders* *brings his knees to his chest* i just… *starts tearing up* I miss it when Mama makes barbecue when we go to swimming pools and— *wipes his tears* *chuckles*  I sound like a whiny baby.
Shiro: *shakes head* No you don’t. That’s just normal, Lance. You miss your family because you love them. Just because they’re no longer here doesn’t mean you have to forget them. *nudges Lance’s cheek*
Lance: I know but… *pouts* That would seem unfair to you and Daddy Keith. I shouldn’t even be complaining. I mean, I’m not complaining. I love you and Daddy Keith and Hunk and Pidge. You’re my family now and… *cries even more* I just really really miss my Mama and Papa.
Shiro: *pulls Lance to hug him* *kisses his forehead*

Originally posted by cristianosronaldo

Cristiano had three important things that featured in his everyday life.

  1.  Football (obviously)
  2. Cristiano Junior (that little boy was the light of his life)
  3. His girlfriend Roquelle (ever since the Lebanese/Portuguese had walked into his life he had been utterly besotted)

Football was a stand alone thing. He went to training, worked hard, kept improving and then used his home gym. It never tended to mess with his personal life too much.

Whereas his son and Roquelle mixed every single day.

Roquelle had moved in with her boyfriend of just over a year a month ago. And so far things were good.

He woke up to her in the morning, they ate together, he watched her get ready (and vice versa because hot damn, Cris had an amazing body) and the fell asleep next to each other.

Cris Jr was almost as enchanted by Roquelle as Cris was.

He loved having a ‘mother’ figure around that wasn’t his Nana. He connected with Roquelle because she was younger than his Nana. Junior was able to play with Roquelle and run around with her while his Nana had a break.

(Trust me, to Cris’ Mother is was an absolute blessing which made her love Roquelle even more)

Junior had even nicknamed his new best friend, ‘Rocky’.

With Cris having training most days and matches or promotional things on the days where training didn’t occupy him, Junior found himself spending more and more time with Roquelle. Not that he minded; Roquelle was always up for a game with him, to help him with homework or just to take him out. Stuff that Cris was always too tired or busy to do.

After his latest line of clothing was released and Real Madrid kept up the ambition of a title and a Champions League Cristiano found it harder and harder to be home every night. He found himself staying around his teammates houses or hotels.

(Once he even fell asleep at the training ground on a pool lounger.)

(The caretaker got the shock of his life when he was cleaning it.)

No longer was he able to pick up Junior from school, that job was now assigned to Roquelle.

Slowly he found the time he spent at home with Junior and Roquelle decreasing.

He had no idea why Roquelle was sticking with him. He was barely ever home and when he was he was too tired to participate in even the simplest activities, like dinner. He was so aware that plenty of people were interested in Roquelle, he only had to look on Instagram to see the various footballers and celebrities liking her pictures.

It was the texts she received from him whenever he was home, stating that he missed her and loved her and he would come home soon.

It was the way he sent flowers to her work every week which made her co-workers ‘awww’ and drool.

But mostly it was the way he was with Junior. At first Junior hadn’t adapted to his Dad being away so much and was constantly crying and throwing tantrums, refusing to talk to anyone apart from his Dad. Nothing broke Cris’ heart more than seeing his little boy upset. He had solved this problem quickly. He bought Junior a bottle of his cologne so he could spray it whenever he missed his Daddy, he gave him his favourite shirt so he could pretend it was Daddy and he tried his best to call him every night and told him stories.

It was a late night in Catalonia and Real Madrid had just won against Espanyol 3-0. Cris was in high spirits, the team had just been out for a meal and had now all retired to their separate rooms to contact loved ones. (Or in Toni’s case get back to the latest TV show he had become borderline obsessed with: How To Get Away With Murder.)

Cris was scrolling down his Instagram timeline and saw a post from Roquelle’s account.

It was a picture of herself and Junior in the pool. Junior was in Roquelle’s arms and the Lebanese/Portuguese stunner was leaning her head against Junior’s and was beaming.

An ache entered Cris’ stomach. He was jealous? Of his son?

His son was growing closer to Roquelle than he was and that scared him. What if Roquelle was only with him to spend time with Junior?

He desired nothing more than to be with them, cooking dinner with them, waking up to the sound of laughter and the smell of pancakes drizzled with honey and covered in berries.

But he wasn’t there.

He was in Catalonia, alone in a hotel room, having not spent time with the two loves of his life in over a month.

He quickly ran out of his room and down the corridor to Zidane’s room. He knocked rapidly until his coach answered, looking rather pissed off.

“Can I help you Cristiano?”

“I need to get a plane back to Madrid. Now.”

“Has something happened Cris?”

“No.” Cris answered, running a hand through his hair. “I miss my son and my girlfriend. I haven’t seen them properly in weeks.”

“I know Cris. We’ve all noticed. Marcelo came to talk to me about it. So I have a deal for you.”

“I’m listening.”

“You fly back tomorrow morning and you can miss a few days of training. But you can’t attend other commitments. This time off is for your person, not your business.” Zidane explained. Cris nodded eagerly. “I’m glad you agree. Now go sleep and be ready to leave in the morning.

Cris walked into his house, dumping his bags in the living room and walking straight into the garden as he knew that was where Junior and Roquelle were.

He stepped onto the lush green grass and caught sight of his son and girlfriend were playing football. Roquelle was in goal and his son was taking a penalty against her. Junior heard footsteps and turned and saw his Daddy smiling.

“PAPA!” He screamed, abandoning the penalty and running straight to his Dad. Cris scooped him up and buried his face into his neck.

“Hey buddy.” Cris smiled. Junior pulled his head back.

“What’re you doing home Daddy? Rocky said you weren’t coming home for two weeks.”

“I missed you and Rocky baby.” He smiled, his son hugging him tighter.

Roquelle chose this moment to walk up to her boyfriend.

“Roq…” He breathed, pulling her close to him with the arm that wasn’t holding Junior. His girlfriend placed small kisses along his jawline before standing on her tiptoes to kiss him on the lips. Cristiano responded instantly, kissing her back.

“Daddy! Rocky! Stop!” Junior squealed, making the couple pull apart laughing.

Later that night Cris and Roquelle were lying in bed together.

“You know I got jealous when I was away.” Cris saying, playing with her fingers.

“You weren’t stalking my Instagram were you? Because I swear Hernandez liked that photo by accident and-“

“I got jealous of Junior.”


“He gets to see you every day and I don’t. I got jealous.”

“Oh honey, you know I love you and I love Junior. But next time, we’ll come on a trip with you. Sound good?”

“Mhmm.” Cris hummed, pressing his lips to the base of her neck. She wriggled and placed her hand on his chest to stop him.

We have plenty of time for that but go to sleep Cris, it’s been a long day.” Cris groaned at her words and rolled over to sleep.

“Night you jealous idiot.” Roquelle laughed.

That was all Cris needed to fall into the best sleep he’d had in months.


Pairing: Hamilsquad x reader

Prompt: First off, I LOVE your writing, you’re one of my favorite writers in the fandom. You make me wanna start my own imagine blog, even though I’m already a Hamilton writer on AO3. Second, I wanted to request a poly sick fic with Alex/Herc/Laf/John x reader that’s a lot of fluffy goodness please. Also, #southgotitmadeintheshade I’m from Tennessee homie! Neighbor states ftw

TW: Vomit mention, the reader is ill, allusions to Alex’s mom dying.

Word Count: 1662


It’d started with a cough. An innocent, meaningless cough. One that you thought was just a tickle in your throat. It made Alex, and this was a rare occurrence mind you, look up from his laptop.

“Are you getting sick?” He looked ready to gather his things, and vacate the premises, should you answer that question with an affirmative. He didn’t deal well with illness.

“No, hon, relax.” You laughed a bit, shaking your head. “It was just a little cough. You know, like your body does natura-” You started coughing again, this time harder than the last, but you still felt fine. By the time it passed, Alex was already getting his things together.

“Well, I’m headed to the library, I’ll see you tonight, okay?” He said this so quickly, you almost didn’t catch any of it, out the door with his laptop before you could even respond. You pouted a bit. Rude.

It was about an hour later when you were still on the couch, curled up in a blanket. Maybe you were getting sick…you did feel more tired than usual… Alex, as he had said, was at the library, Hercules was making dinner, Lafayette was working on assignment, and your were currently curled to John’s side as you watched T.V. Well, not so much watch as blankly stare because you’re too tired to focus.

“Baby, you okay?” John asked after a while. “You’ve been so tired lately…and Alex told me he left when you started coughing.” He gently pressed his hand to your forehead, and you shied away from it.

“I’m fine, John, really.” You gave a tired smile, even as he continued to worry over you.

Before he could question you any further, Hercules entered with a bright grin, announcing that dinner was ready. You moved to the table with your boyfriends, only to find your plate covered in a smatter of spaghetti, and the tomato sauce it came with.

Your stomach gave a violet churn, and you decided that…maybe it was better that you not eat. “Actually,” You got their attention, watching as John paused where he was already eating, and Herc and Laf stopped the process of taking their seats. “I’m…going to go to bed, I’m not hungry, and I’m pretty tired…night.” You gave each of their cheeks a kiss, before moving to the bedroom you all shared, which was two bed pushed together to fit all five of you. You curled up in the middle, dragging the quilt Eliza and Herc made for your birthday behind you like a cloak. You bundled up.

You covered yourself up, stuffed your pillow beneath your head, and soon, you were fast asleep, unaware of the hell you were in for when you opened your eyes again.


It was the middle of the night when you woke up again. You had to squint to make out the letters on the Alarm clock on Alex’s side. He slept closest to the nightstand on the right, and you couldn’t help noticing he was absent. Did he really want to avoid you that much?

However, you didn’t have much time to dwell on that, seeing how your stomach gave a painful lurch, and you began tearing yourself from John and Laf’s arms to get to the bathroom. You scrambled into the connected room, falling to your knees and holding the porcelain bowl as you started coughing and hacking up what little you’d had to eat the day previous.

You didn’t even realize anyone was up with you until you felt warm hands pulling back your hair from your face, keeping it out of the way and rubbing smooth circles into your back.

“It is alright, ma petite,” Laf cooed to you as you started calming, “let it all out.” You didn’t want to admit how much of a comfort it was, just hearing his voice, cooing to you while you went through this.

You slowly started to relax, dry heaves becoming hiccuped sobs as he pulled you back to let you rest in his lap, and look up at him.

“I-I’m sorry I woke you…” you sniffled weakly, letting him take a cool cloth to your heated, sticky skin. You felt disgusting, but, even like this, he still loved you, they all did.

“Non, it is alright, mon lapin.” He cooed, letting you curl up in his arms. “John is making tea, and Hercules is remaking the bed…don’t worry, you do not need to apologize.” he gave your forehead a kiss before pulling back worriedly.

“You’re so warm…” he murmured worriedly, cupping your cheek as he eased to his feet with you in his arms. “Come, ma petite, back to bed.” He cooed, making you curl into his protective arms.

You emerged to find Hercules waiting for you as well, arms outstretched, ready to accept you into them. Laf deposited you into them, and kissed your feverish forehead before leaving to see about John, and how the tea was coming in the kitchen.

You whined softly, hearing your phone buzzing on the nightstand. You hid your face, and let Hercules stroke your hair as he checked it for you. He gave a soft, deep chuckle, one that rumbled through your aching body rather pleasantly.

“Here…You may want to read this yourself.” He cooed, giving your head a peck. He’d turned down the brightness, as your early morning, hyper-sensitive eyes couldn’t stand the sudden light. An email? This early?

Ah, it was from Alex, no wonder.

‘My love, I’m sorry I left how I did earlier…and, given what illness has taken from me, I hope that you’ll understand my skittish nature…

This is not against you, never against you, I love you, each of you, more than anything else on this earth, but at this moment, I bet you need to hear just how much, right?’ You gave a sleepy smile, and tapped the attached document, as Hercules read over your head. He lightly rubbed your arm, and hummed to you softly.

A document, completely of the different ways and things he loved about you. The way you woke up in the mornings. How you had special pet names for each of them. He mentioned how his favorite of those was darling. How you kissed them all good bye in the mornings, whenever you had to leave. By the time you were done reading, tired as you were, there were tears in your eyes.

God…they loved you way too much for your own good. Even sick, and gross, and having already vomited once this morning, they loved you so much…

“Oh, baby, what’s wrong!?” John worried as he came back into the room, holding a tray with tea, soup, and crackers on it.

“Don’t cry, mon petit, we’re here.” Laf tried to comfort, not realizing the source of your tears was a good reason. It was only about five thirty in the morning, and here they were, fawning over you like mother hens…you’d be lying if you said it didn’t feel good to be worried over…

“Laffy Taffy, John dear, don’t worry. It’s just Alex. He wrote them a poem, about how much he loves them.” He laughed softly. He had the best pet names… Herc sat you up, despite your whining that you wanted to relax in bed. The tray was placed in your lap, and you pouted, not feeling very good to eat. But you took the tea, and cradled it in your hands. It…felt good. The heat was nice, against your fever chilled body.

You took hesitant sips as your boyfriends kept talking over you. And you suspected it was about you, but you were way too tired to really focus on their words.

As you started slipping further, the tea was taken from your hands, and you were fed a cracker or two, just to get something in your body, before, finally, you were fast asleep.


When you woke up again, it was past noon, and you were swaddled in so many blankets, you looked more like a cocoon, than a person. John was sitting in the desk chair, playing on his phone with his feet up. He did a double take as he saw you moving, and grinned.

“Awww, there you are, baby.” He cooed, reaching out to stroke the little bits of hair that stuck here and there from the blankets. “Sorry, you just kept shivering, and you needed to sweat this out anyway. How are you feeling?”

“Some better.” You murmured, smiling sleepily at him. “Where are the others?”

“Alex is crashed on the couch, Laf is in class, and Herc,” He paused for a sec, listening for the rhythmic sound of the machine in the next room. “Yeah, he’s sewing.” He smiled, and you smiled.

“Good…” You murmured, curling up a bit. This is just how you liked it. Your boys were all home…they may not have been right beside you, but you felt the love all around you. You wiggled yourself around with a pout, until finally, it seemed John felt sorry enough to help you sit up.

A moment later you were asking to watch a movie, and in a matter of minutes, he was curled around your blanket cocoon with you, while the both of you watched the intro to Aladdin. Herc’s sewing in the next room stopped, and he dashed in after hearing the opening to ‘One Jump Ahead.’ Laf sauntered in a moment later, and Alex came in a little while after, while the Genie was singing his song. They cuddled around you, and held you, and each other, while enjoying the movie. You got to see the most heartfelt rendition of A Whole New World, between Laf and John, and truly, you felt honored to witness that.

Sick or no, this was exactly how you wanted to spend your time. You’d have it no other way.

Man, everything about this prompt was speaking my language!! Again, so, so sorry you guys that this is way later than usual. But I will either post another time tonight, or three times tomorrow, in order to keep on schedule. Thank you for the request, darling!!

Love, Rosalie

eeveelover100  asked:

Awww what an adorable shiny furret! I'm prism the sylveon from @weeklysylveon! -gives a pokepuff-

@weeklysylveon “Wahhh, are you sure?! It looks so gooood… B-But is it really alright with you? I-I mean, if it’s really okay, then… Oops, I mean, thank you! Thank you so much, you’re so pretty and wonderful and— *ahem* Thank you very much, miss Prism! I really appreciate it!”

Caught (SMUT)-Requested


“Can you do a Stew maloley smut where Nate walks in on you two and freaks out?”

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I wake up with Stew’s breath on my neck. 

“May I help you?” I sit up a little and laugh. 

“You fell asleep during the movie and you looked so cute I had to come hold you.” 

“Awww. What about Nate? He doesn’t know we’re dating. I thought you wanted to keep it that way.” I look around the apartment Stew shared with his older brother. We had been dating for a few months, but Nate was weird about his brother dating so we had to keep it a secret and had been sneaking around.

“They already left for the concert” 

“I’m so glad everyone is gone this weekend. Sneaking around is hot sometimes, but it’s tiring baby” I snuggle into my boyfriend’s chest. 

“Hot?” He smirks and kisses the back of my neck. I giggle.

“Stop it! You know I’m ticklish there” I giggle and he scoops me up in his arms as I twist around to meet our lips. His big hands support my back as he lowers me onto his bed. I look up at him. “We can be as loud as we want. Cause there’s no one home” I meet his gaze.His hands wrap around my ankles as he pulls me closer to him. His long lean body hovers over mine and we paw at each other as our lips press deeper and deeper together. Stew is the best kisser ever. Just one, even innocent kiss from him leaves me completely blushing. He pulls away after a while and I sit up as he pulls me into his lap and teases with the edge of my shirt, then pulls it completely off and begins to kiss down my neck. 

I feel him getting hard beneath me and draw it out, rolling my hips as he leaves small purple marks on the tops of my boobs. “I need you” He whispers in my ear after a while. I turn around, wrapping my legs around his waist and peel off his t-shirt. 

Next thing I know, Stew is kissing the inside of my thighs and I’m already curling my toes. Our breathing is heavy and shallow. Because of the sneaking around, it has been a little while since we have had sex, and I really have missed this. “Fuck me, Stew” I say and we both half- chuckle as he gets on his knees and lines up his dick with my very wet, tight entrance. He slips into me slowly and we both moan. We start off slow, but in a few minutes he is holding my thighs, pressing into me. I grab at the bed sheets. Neither of us notice a Black Jeep pull in to the driveway, the door to the apartment unlock or the heavy footsteps on the stairs. 

“WHAT THE FUCK?” Nate says standing in the doorway as I meet his eyes. “I thought you two were just friends. Stew said you had a boyfriend.” Stew scrambles to cover us up and we both turn beet red. 

“I didn’t know you were going to come home” My boyfriend laughs awkwardly.

“I forgot the check for the venue and came back to grab it” Nate says. “This is not what I expected, holy shit.” 

Silence hangs in the air for a long time, so long that I forget I’m buck naked and almost start to get up, but Stew reaches out to stop me. 

“Soo” Nate holds his wrist. “Are you guys just fucking or is this something real” He meets Stew’s eyes. 

“I love her, bro. She’s chill, sexy, smart and beautiful. You’re gonna love her. Sorry you had to find out like this”

He shakes his head “Me too” He laughs a little. “Well, I’m going to head out, so you should be a gentlemen, and a good Maloley and let her finish” Stew blushes and I laugh. 

“Don’t worry Nate. He never lets me down in that department” I laugh and Nate makes fake gagging noises. 

“I shouldn’t have said anything. Keep it safe kids- and out of my bed” He calls out as he heads down the stairs. 

“What just happened?” I laugh falling into Stew’s sweaty, muscular chest. 

“I don’t even know, but I know we were having a really good time about 15 minutes ago.” He bites his lip and looks over at me. 

I roll my eyes and bring my forehead to meet Stew’s. “Be a gentleman and ‘let me finish’ will ya?” I laugh, quoting his brother as our lips meet. 


Title: Whiskers

Pairing: NaruHina; Family fluff

Summary: Mama didn’t have whiskers and Himawari was determined to find out where they went.

Prompt: Inspired by this headcanon. My thanks to thenaruhinaforum for both permission and inspiration! I had a lot of fun writing this, so thank you so much!

Note: Inspired by the above headcanon. I really hope it lives up to expectations and that you all enjoy it. This was really enjoyable to write, and while it didn’t end quite like I expected it to, I’m actually quite happy with it. Thank you and enjoy!


Naruto looked up from his report as Himawari’s cry pierced through the normal morning calm. He was barely given any chance to react before the little girl was tottering her way into his office, her face scrunched up in obvious distress. Tears pooled in her eyes and her little lips sat firmly in a pout. Naruto was up and kneeling in front of her before the little girl had time to speak.

“What’s wrong, Hima? Are you hurt?” He looked her over closely, searching for any cuts or bruises she might have. None of the clones he had disguised around the house had popped, but it didn’t hurt to be sure.

Himawari shook her head. “‘Ey’re gone, daddy!”

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- lets just say he’s the creepy type ok dont hit me 

- and he stares at you li ke  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

- like come on have you seen him with seungkwans mom LOL I CANT– he just held her hand and held it, caressed it while seungkwans mom was like plEASE GET THIS CHILD OFF OF ME

- you are 100% aware of scoups 

- seungcheol would always pretend to drop his pen or something and pretend to not be aware so you could pick it up for him and whisper his name

- he’d be like “yES??”

- “your pencil–” 


- you’d just snort and shake your head because you know what he’s trying to do

- then he “accidentally” grabs your hand instead of the pencil when his eyes are on the chalkboard

- and you’d raise your brows when he pretends to be surprised 

- “oh! i’m so sorry!” 

- you’d just chuckle and wave it off, seeing his cheeks pink as his smile widens


- okay so you play the piano and you’re always in the music room

- seungcheol would stand by the doorway, blinking but then just sticking his head inside

- he sees you, looking down at the keys as you played a soft, beautiful melody

- seungcheol then has a loving smile playing on his lips and he feels proud because heY THATS MY FUTURE GIRLFRIEND coughs

- you would feel a presence but not bother to look over or something bc you don’t wanna mess up cause your performance in front of the whole school is like in a week oh gosh

- seungcheol would then walk in bravely

- “you’re an amazing piano player.” 

- you would just stop, sit there for a few seconds before slowly looking at him and you blush because one, he looks so goddamn adorable right now, and two, he just complimented you–again

- you smile, “wanna watch?” then you’d pat to the empty space beside you

- seungcheol would just skip over like a little boy and plop himself beside you

- “don’t mind me, you won’t even know i’m here.” 

- you smile and start to play, making seungcheol staring at your concentrated face

- seungcheol would soften bc wow he just discovered something new about the amazing and beautiful Y/N

- so then, after that, he would walk you home 

- dont forget the cliche “getting ice cream and chatting” okay

- you would both laugh a lot and eat the cold treat as you both get closer– even though seungcheol like knows everything about you um 

- you get to know that he’s a hardworking, sweet man who is sincere on everything he does and says

- you would find him handsome and cute before but after knowing him more you’re like wOW MARRY ME

- after that day, he would do the same thing everyday but with different after-school snacks

- he would always sit beside you and watch you play and just compliment you

- on the last day before your performance, you’re practicing one last time, and you feel more than confident, especially with seungcheol’s encouragement

- but on that last day, seungcheol was really tired awww

- so he just slowly laid his head on your shoulder as he watched you play


- you don’t mind because

- wow a cute boy lying his head on my shoulder nice 

- and he smells nice

- N ic EE 

- after you’re done practicing, you would stop and slowly turn your head, thinking scoups was sleeping

- but in reality he’s thinking how lucky he was considering he was just a creepy admirer to a friend to you

- then you’d mumble his name quietly

- he’d just look up at you and you like freeze like woAH YOU’RE REALLY CLOSE CALM DOWN

- so you just stare at him, shocked but quiet

- he smiles at you and you diE A BIT

- he slowly gets up and takes a hold of your hands, massaging the fingers as he smiles at you

- “you’ll do amazing as usual. good luck, beautiful.” 

- he’d kiss your knuckles and blush at you with a smile

- you’d blush so goDDAMN HARD LIKE DID U JUST–

- he’d just laugh his embarrassment off and be like “okay let’s go home lol” 

- he would be a bit more quiet than usual but still amazing bc free food

- okay so the next day is your performance 


- after your performance you feel so proud of yourself because the applause were so loud and people stood up 

- the song that you played was really difficult thats why buT YOU ACED THE FCK OUT OF THAT SHt

- then you go backstage and you find seungcheol there, his back facing you

- you smile and place your hand on his shoulder

- he turns around with a bouquet of roses and looks at you with wide eyes and a shocked expression

- you’re shocked as well bc ARE THOSE FOR ME WHAT

- he shyly smiles and nudges the flowers to you

- you slowly take it and smile, smelling them and they smell just as nice as seungcheol ;;))

- then you’ll look at him and smile 

- he’d look nervous asf lol 

- he’d breathe in and be like 

- “you did so well. You are the best.” 

- you’d blush and just smile, thanking him quietly 

- then he’d look at the flowers and speak softly but you can hear him clearly

- “Y/N… I’ve liked you for a while now and–” 

- you just smile widely and reach over and hug him with the flowers in your hands, behind his neck as your arms were wrapped around his neck

- he’d immediately hug you back around the waist with a goofy grin on his face and red ears awwww


1.) Admirer!Mingyu

2.) Admirer!Seungcheol

3.) Admirer!Wonwoo

4.) Admirer!Joshua

5.) Admirer!Jeonghan

6.) Admirer!Minghao

7.) Admirer!Vernon

8.) Admirer!Hoshi

9.) Admirer!Woozi

10.) Admirer!Jun

11.) Admirer!Seungkwan

12.) Admirer!Chan

13.) Admirer!DK

anonymous asked:

can we get headcannons of paladins stargazing with their s/o? cute and fluffy please c: you are doing a great job on this blog! <3

Awww Thank you!  This is an adorable ask!


  • He’s going to wake you up in the middle of the night so that you both can go look at the stars.
  • If it’s a bit chilly then he’ll definitely give you his jacket or bring a blanket, he wants you to enjoy it, not freeze to death.
  • He will like to point out what he thinks that stars look like, even though it will probably make no sense to you. He’ll also sneak in a few kisses here and there and tell you that you’re more beautiful than any star in space
  • If you get tired then he volunteers to help walk you back and will stay with you for the rest of the night because he wants to cuddle with you.


  • He doesn’t come up with many romantic ideas so when he brings up this idea you’re definitely on board with it!
  • He won’t give you his jacket until he notices that you’re getting cold, then he makes you wear it so that you don’t end up catching a cold or something.
  • He will let all of his feelings out and he’s going to tell you how much he loves you. This doesn’t happen very often so cherish every minute of it. You’re going to get a very sweet kiss from him before he tells you that he loves you with all of his heart.
  • He won’t be surprised if you accidently fall asleep on his shoulder and he will carry you inside with a soft smile on his face.


  • He will wrap you up in a blanket like a burrito and carry you outside where you both can watch the stars together.
  • He’ll chat with you about anything and everything: What it was like where you lived, what are some of your favorite things, what your family is like, those sorts of things.
  • He’s going to bring out some food so you can have a midnight picnic. He’s going to make your favorite food and even bring a little candle so that it’s like a romantic dinner.
  • He’ll suggest you go in as soon as he notices you getting tired, he knows how important sleep is and he wants to make sure you get enough of it.


  • Stargazing was probably your idea so that you can spend time with her when she’s not working. She absolutely loves the idea though.
  • She will lean against your side for warmth and may nuzzle into your shoulder for affection.
  • You ask her about the little things in life that she likes. You only know about who she is on the ship and what her family is like, so you want to know a bit more about her past and she won’t mind telling you.
  • She’s going to be the one falling asleep, if you fall asleep too then the team will find you stretched out on a blanket, fast asleep in each other’s arms.


  • He loves looking at the stars, and it’s even better when you’re by his side, there’s nothing more he could want.
  • He will make sure you have either a blanket or coat in order to keep you warm and he’s going to keep an arm around you to block out the wind.
  • If you’re near somewhere he knows, then he’s going to point out all of the constellations to you and tell you their significance. You’ve never saw him smile so genuinely and purely before and it’s really nice.
  • He lets you fall asleep against him before he takes you back inside and tucks you into bed, there’s a very good chance that he’s going to stay with you for the night and you’ll wake up with him cuddled up to your side.
Remus Lupin Imagine: “Drunk confessions of a Yule Ball night”

Could you write an imagine where you go to the yule ball with remus (marauders era) and you have a great time and end up drunk so Remus has to take you to bed and so you kiss him because you weren’t a couple and went as friends thanks love you

Requested by anon

f/c = favorite color

Warnings: drinking

As you descended the stairs in your beautiful long f/c dress towards your yule ball date, you couldn’t help but smile brightly. You had been all week looking forward to attending this once-in-a-life-time event. As you finally reached Remus, you noticed his mouth had formed an “O” and he wasn’t able to utter a word. He looked so handsome in his tuxedo it made you slightly blush.

“You look dashing, Remus” you confessed with a sweet smile.

He seemed to recuperate his voice and finally said: “You look stunning too, y/n”

You and Remus had been friends for some time now, although you secretly had a crush on him. He was perfect for you, but you knew it would lead nowhere, for he would never feel the same towards you. You were sure of it.

During the yule ball, you had danced with Remus until your feet started to complain about it. That was when you sat down and started to drink… maybe a little too much, despite the sandy-haired teenager trying to stop you.  He had drank some water and refused to taste anything else.

“Come on, Remy! Just today! It’s the yule ball! If you don’t drink today, when are you going to drink?” you giggled.

He shook his head: “No, thank you. I do not want to end up being a mess like you”

You frowned and indignantly mumbled in a high-pitched voice: “What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means you are drunk, y/n. You cannot even stand on your feet, for Merlin’s sake!”

You pouted in a childish way and said: “I’m not drunk… I haven’t drunk that much.”

Remus just raised an eyebrow and muttered: “Ok, that’s it. I’ll take you to your dorm, y/n. Now!”

He took you by the waist and held you tight. When he made a step to leave the room, you started to cry and threw your arms around his neck: “Don’t make me leave, Remy!”

Remus turned bright red. He pulled you away gently, dried your tears with his thumb and kissed your forehead: “You are my friend; I’m just doing what’s necessary, ok?”

You finally nodded, with a few tears still streaming down your face. As you two made your way to the Common Room, you nearly fell down the stairs three times and actually managed to make Remus stumble twice, making you giggle non-stop, sad tears long forgotten. After this odyssey, Remus and you finally arrived to your bedroom.

“Lay down and rest, y/n. Good night” he whispered. He was about to leave when your voice stopped him.

“Wait! Come here, Remy! I have a little secret to confess!” you murmured with a mischievous smile on your face and making a sign with your finger to make him come to you.

Remus was tired as hell, but seeing the cute face you were making, he just couldn’t refuse. Besides, he was curious to hear that secret. He sat beside you and asked: “What is it?”

You looked at him with the most serious face you could pull and confessed: “I wanted to go to the yule ball with you as more than just friends”

“W-what?” Remus stammered.

You giggled and exclaimed: “Awww! You look so cute when you look confused!” Remus simply couldn’t believe his ears.

You made a pause and continued: “I like you. I always liked you. But shhhh! Don’t tell anybody else!” Remus was shocked and you could see his cheeks turning bright pink. “I know we are only friends though. I may be drunk, but I’m not stupid!” you shouted. To prove your point, you soundly kissed him on the cheek, nearly touching the corner of his mouth. You laid down and said: “Good night, Remy!

Remus had to do an extraordinary effort so as not to pull you towards him and kiss you full on the lips in that exact moment. He didn’t want to take advantage of you in this situation, he would never forgive himself if he did. What he would do to you tomorrow though, was another story.

He left the room grinning like an idiot and jumping triumphedly.

Originally posted by theamazingspiderman2de

-I love this hug because it reminds me of those awkward hugs you get from a relative that you’ve only just met at someone’s funeral.

-I also wonder what’s going through Voldemort’s head. ‘Well I haven’t done this in a while’.

-‘Hug me I’ve just sent thousands of people to their deaths and no one blinked an eye that most were children. At 16 this was exactly what I wanted to stop!’

-'I’ve just said there will be a place for all and I’m basically sorry for spilling magic blood I have to look at least a bit caring!’

-'Awww look he looks like a
kicked puppy. I must hug.’

-'I literally just had a bit of my soul ripped from my body killing that brat I think I deserve this one small thing.’

OK I’ll stop with wondering what’s going through his head.

Behind The Scenes 2 (10.5/16)

Author’s note: I only have a tiny bit of the last post so that it doesn’t start off so weird. Sorry for any errors.

Genre: Angst, but then again maybe not really (Jungkook)

Word count: 1813

Summary: Jungkook can’t stop being suck a fuckboy, so you try and get a bit of revenge.

Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.

You passed a few stands until Jungkook chose a certain one. Of course, he chose the one with a cute girl working there.

You rolled your eyes at him. 

“What? The stuff there looks really good compared to the other ones.” He said with a smile. He chose his words carefully because the cameraman was still with you two, but he was able to get his point across. Despite, your protests, he dragged you up to the stand.

“Hello! How can I help you two?” the girl behind the counter smiled. She was rather professional about the whole thing. You liked it. You hoped this would get Jungkook to stop before he was about to start anything.

Sadly, you were wrong. You could see the look in Jungkook’s eyes. He looked like he was mentally undressing the girl. You rested your head on the counter and wished this whole situation would just end quickly. “Just when I thought he wasn’t going to be this way…”

“What’s the sweetest you have here… besides yourself.” He smirked.

The girl’s professionalism flew out the window in an instant and all she could do was giggle.

“Oh gosh, that line didn’t even make sense!”  you screamed internally.

Jungkook tiptoed to try and take a peek over the counter. “Hey, is it okay if I can go back there? I’ve always wanted to know what it’s like behind the counter.”

“Um, sure!” the girl smiled

“Jagiya, do you want to come up with me?” Jungkook asked you.

“Nope, I’m good here.” You were worried your tone came off as annoyed. For the sake of the camera you didn’t want it to show.

Jungkook and the cameraman climbed into the stand. “Wow… It’s really cool in here!” Jungkook said as he lightly touched some of the equipment. The cameraman moved carefully in the small space as he took footage of the contents in the stand.

“Um, yeah it’s kinda cool.” The girl giggled. “… But I imagine being an idol is a lot cooler.”

“Well yeah… it’s pretty cool.” Jungkook took a few steps towards her. His eyes locked on her. He stopped a few feet in front of her and brought his head down to the level of her chest. “… It’s very cool… Minji!” he said pretending to look at her name tag. “But, I know I’d rather wear that paper hat than some of the stuff I have to wear.” He brought his attention up to her head.

“Oh! This thing?” the girl brought her hand up to the paper hat. “I’m not really a big fan of it, but it is part of the uniform.”

“Aw, why do you sound so sad? You look really cute in it!”

“If he doesn’t quit his shit I’m going to throw up!”  you thought.

The girl blushed harder and smiled shyly. “It’s nothing much you know… Just a paper hat. There is a stack of them right here behind me!”  she said pointing to the shelf above her head.

“Ooh!” Jungkook walked towards the shelf, but “tripped” about a foot in front of her. This earned a few gasps from the group of ARMY that were watching. He caught himself on the table the girl was leaning on. His hips “accidentally” landing on her hips. “Whoops!”  what you couldn’t see was his hand resting on her hips as he pushed himself back up.

He slowly reached for a paper hat, making sure to lean on her as he did so. He grabbed a paper hat and put it on. Instantly, his demeanor changed. He walked around the stand a bit with a different rhythm of walking. He was scanning the park grounds, but he stopped when his eyes landed on you.

“Well, hello there little lady! What can I get you today?” he asked smiling at you. He had even changed his voice and style of speaking.

“…Um… Well, I want something sweet… Can I have some cotton candy?” you hated the fact that you had to play along with all this, but you were honestly in the mood for cotton candy. “Just play along and get this over with.” You told yourself.

Jungkook pretended to take a look around the stand. “I’m sorry ma’am. We are all out of cotton candy.”

You pouted, pretending to be disappointed.

“But! We do have something sweeter!”

“You do?”

Jungkook leaned his body over the counter and brought his face to yours. “We have unlimited kisses!” he smiled and then perked his lips

“Cheesy ass fuckboy!” you thought as you gave him a small peck

Once again, ARMY reacted to the cuteness with a roar of “Awww” “Awww look!” “They are so cute!”

You pulled away, but he went in for another kiss. “You know, you’ve had two kisses already. We so happen to have a special today. Get two kisses, get a third free!” he smiled and gave you another kiss.

“Will his stupid lines ever make sense?!?” you screamed internally. You laughed, pretending to enjoy his attention. “Have you had your fun? Come back down here with me!” you were just so tired of his act already.

He took off the paper hat, “Did somebody miss me?” he smirked, talking in his normal voice again. He stepped down from the stand and placed the paper hat on your head.

The cameraman stepped down to and recorded you and Jungkook from a distance

You rolled your eyes at Jungkook as he wrapped his arms around your waist. The fans once again reacted. “So cute!” “I wish Jungkook would buy me food!” “Y/n you’re so lucky!”

The fans’ comments gave you an idea, an idea for revenge. You looked up at Jungkook with a slight pout, “Aww, Kookie. I bet they are hungry! We should be nice and buy them something!”

Jungkook’s smile fell. “Well y/n-“

Before he could finish speaking you ran off into the middle of the open area. You stood between the stand and the small crowd of about what was now 100 ARMY. “Hi ARMY! Are any of you a bit hungry?!?” you shouted

Immediately, you got of whole bunch of them saying that they were starving. Many of them commented that they didn’t eat because they were trying to catch glimpses of you and the boys.

You ran back to Jungkook. “Please Kookie! Buy them something. A lot of them have been waiting there the whole time and they are so nice! Pleeease!” you begged.

Jungkook looked pissed. He pulled you close to him and whispered into your ear. “What the fuck are you doing? His voice was just as furious as his facial expression.

“Please. For ARMY” you said cutely

“Don’t give me that crap!”

Your face morphed from a cute pout to and expression of complete seriousness. “Just fucking do it.” A sly smile grew on your face. “… or… I’ll shout that you cheated on me.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Wouldn’t I? Do I really have anything to lose at this point?”

“You’re bluffing!”

“Try me”

“… Fine…” He grunted

You ran back towards ARMY. “Jungkook said he’d get you all something!” Your smile grew as the small crowd erupted into cheers. You went back to Jungkook and mocked him by placing a kiss on his grumpy face.

He turned back to the girl in the stand. “Make enough cotton candy for that crowd of people.” He definitely wasn’t happy anymore.

“Please!” you added for him. “Oh! Make one for yourself too!”

Jungkook put his head on the counter and began mumbling to himself . You felt someone poke your shoulder. You turned around to find the cameraman a bit closer to you that usual and his camera wasn’t even pointed to you. He lifted his hand up for a high five. You smiled and gave him one and then he gave you a thumbs up, making you smile even more.

The girl made a batch of 10-15 cotton candies at a time and you and your “boyfriend” passed them out to everyone. He was all smiles as he walked towards them and while interacting with them, but when he turned around, he was back to being upset. You loved every second this moment.

After giving everyone candy and helping Jungkook take pictures with the fans, he dragged you around the park as you happily ate your own cotton candy. You tore off a piece and brought it close to his mouth. “You want a piece Kookie?” you made your tone as cute as possible.

He slapped your hand away from his face. “Fuck you!”

“Awwww, does the little Jungkookie have a stick up his ass?” you smiled.

He glared back at you. “You made me spend fucking 450 bucks you bitch!”

Your smile grew.

“I have other shit to spend that money on! 450 dollars! Motherfucking 450 dollars!”

“Oh! Did you want to buy yourself more white t-shirts?!?” you asked sarcastically

He let go of your hand and walked off. You ran after him and wrapped your arm around his. He tried to get you off of him, but you didn’t let go.

You both aimlessly walked in blissful silence for a long while. Eventually, he stopped in front of the bumper cars. He pulled out his phone and began texting. You tried to peek but he moved the phone away from you. For no actual reason, you both stayed by the bumper cars in more wonderful silence. You enjoyed the image of Jungkook glaring off into the distance.

Within a matter of minutes, the rest of the boys were seen walking toward the three of you, their cameramen following them as well.

When you saw Jhope and Suga, you gave them a big smile and ran up to them. “What did you guys do?” you noticed Suga still looked tired, but he had a stuffed panda in his hands.

Jhope was as energetic as ever and happily poked at his funnel cake. “We were just around, playing games and stuff. We tried looking for you and Jungkook, but we couldn’t find you guys.”

“How did it go with you and Jungkook?” Suga asked

“Oh gosh! Please tell him! He wouldn’t stop worrying about you. ‘I hope Jungkook isn’t being an asshole.’ ‘I wonder what they are doing.’.” Jhope mimicked.

Suga punched his arm.

You laughed at both of them. “Actually, I had fun!”

“You did? Then why does Jungkook look so grumpy? He looks as upset as this one over here.” Jhope said pointing to Suga.

You looked back at Jungkook. He still looked very upset as spoke with Rap monster. You couldn’t help but smile again. “I’ll tell you guys back at the dorm.”

You joined the rest of the group again only to hear Jungkook begging to go back to the dorm already.

Rap monster turned to the camera guys. “Is there enough footage?”

The cameramen conversed with each other and agreed that they had enough to work with.

“Let’s all go home then!”

anonymous asked:

I would like to request a single member reaction. JB - you fall asleep and unconsciously lean on his shoulder. Thank you!

Awww, this is a cute one! :3 Hi anon ^^ 

I think JB would find adorable. Despite his general chic and tough exterior, he is a softie and the sight of you peacefully sleeping with your lip slightly parted would make him melt. He would smile fondly at your sleeping figure and if he were tired too, he would gently lean his head on top of yours and take a quick nap with you, his thumb gently caressing your knuckles as he held your hand.

Originally posted by wanjacks

(this is one of my fave jaebum gifs because he looks so soft and fluffy just imagine waking up next to that smile ugh)

untoldriddles  asked:


prompt. /  thoughts on your muse… even if we have not interacted.         accepting.


                   “Willard-san? Mhmm, I love him. I love him so much that it hurts… Even though he had heard of who I truly was and what I have done, he… he hugged me and said that now he understands me better. That he is not scared or disgusted by my nature, but he simply started to understand my nature. His kindness touched my soul, and… Teehee, well, now I MUST become the best-est wife for him! I wonder if he is still sleeping? He looked so tired yesterday. I wouldn’t want him to wake up in a bad mood. Maybe I should make an omelet and draw a cute picture of Diana there? Hmmm, I wish I can just jump in bed with him, but Diana-chan is already there and I don’t want him to be mad at me. Awww, what should I do?