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Announcement!

As you all may have noticed, postings have slowed down a bit recently, but that is not due to people not sending in asks, we have plenty of them! It’s because right now the mod (me) is going through some things and will not be able to post. This is why im opening mod applications! Ill only be accepting one mod, and here are the requirements:

- MUST have inbox open so I can tell you if you’ve fit my needs or not
- Must have at least semi-decent grammar (if you need to write headcanons or anything)
- Be willing to answer numerous asks a day

And that’s pretty much it! DM me for more info if you want to apply. All applications end July 1st! (As you can guess, headcanons will be halted as of now, but feel free to send them in and once this is over we’ll post them!)
Remember: Im only accepting one person!

marshingmymellow  asked:

dude, i would sell my soul to read a kara/diana fic by you. i would give you my first born child for this. like obviously there is no pressure and you should do what you want but listen, but if you're asking for a show of hands, consider mine raised like diana by the amazons (was that a terrible joke? yes it was. hopefully you'll still write the fic)

don’t worry, bro. no need for souls or firstborns, but terrible jokes are welcome!

i mean, if we’re being completely honest, the most pressure comes from myself, because i’ve already got a pretty hefty outline worked out and i think i’m at, hm, somewhere around 14k words right now? i just can’t let it go, man. i’m hooked.

(i’m actually a bit nervous, bc this fic could easily turn out to be 50k words 😅)

anonymous asked:

Ahhaha you wouldnt expect twin brothers who look like they do (like, masculine and cool) to act the way they do. The cuddling and just their whole attitude about one another, it goes so at odds with what they look like. ...I wonder how they even go to cuddle BECAUSE YOU JUST WOULDNT EXPECT BROTHERS TO EVEN BE THAT CLOSE. I always love it when Cameron comes cause she reveals these tiny things, or confirms them I should say.

Yo I know right? Like I knew they cuddled, we’ve seen it briefly on snapchat and Ethan said it once, but now it’s like confirmed that they sleep together most nights and are still cuddling in the morning. How fucking weird is that lol? Literally a couple. I need more videos with Cameron. She’s seen things. And she definitely thinks their relationship is a little bit weird, otherwise she wouldn’t take pics or videos of them. 

A follow up...

I’ve seen a lot of talk after the video I did today and I’m trying to get an overall picture as much as I can. Some people agree with my video, some really don’t and some agree with half of it. No one is wrong and I definitely appreciate the variety of opinions because as I said, I’m not right and I am open to discuss it further.

My main regret for this video was focusing too much on what Felix did and whether I agreed with it or not instead of elaborating on the media side of it all. I did this initially because I wanted to avoid the “youtubers vs the mainstream media” narrative that’s been going around but I can see now that that wasn’t a good idea. It made it seem like I was defending them more than Felix and I was throwing him under the bus. Absolutely not my intention. I think because I’m close friends with Felix that I thought I could criticise him a bit more and explain it to him if he disagreed but to the outside viewer this isn’t apparent and looks like I just blasted him instead in front of a lot of people. 

I do think there were some unethical practices at play with the media, a lot of misquoting and misrepresentation and then other articles taking that and doing their spin on it which muddied the waters more. As I said in my video, it got very messy. Also yeah, it’s a little strange that WSJ would focus on a youtuber making jokes (good or bad) rather than bigger real issues, as Felix put it “I expect it from The Sun maybe but not Wall Street Journal”. 

When I said “WSJ weren’t wrong to run the story” I meant that technically it’s in their rights to do whatever they want. I don’t have to agree with it however and some parts of it did feel a little overly critical of everything while other sections flat out lied about him. Some articles literally called him “Racist” which I mentioned I knew wasn’t true. 

I felt like most of this had been said by everyone else and better, so I made it a shorter talking point in my video which now I see wasn’t a good idea. It paints a picture that isn’t true. I think fear of backlash got to me a bit and I’m inexperienced tackling such large issues so I didn’t get specific. There’s no one right answer to everything but I’m not arrogant or stubborn enough to not listen to others on this and discuss it or even admit when I’m wrong. 

I still stand with Felix as my friend, in fact now more than ever because he needs it. I’ve been in contact with Felix privately over all of this and have shown support since the very beginning. The insane endless attacks on him and witch hunt are out of control and going too far. We all make mistakes and should be given an opportunity to learn from them. 

How Dan and Phil probably broke up #34
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Priorities (Smut - Jeep sex)

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Request: A massive amount of people wanted more car sex, so here we go. 

Word count: 3,021

Priorities (Smut – Jeep sex)

“Are you kidding me?” You whined as Shawn put the last bags of food in the trunk.

“Sorry love”

“You seriously want me to get in the back because your guitar has to be on the front seat?” You stared at him, honestly thinking he was messing with you right now.

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Won’t Let Go

Title: Won’t Let Go

Summary: When you return to the bunker with Sam, you realize how shaken Dean is after everything that has happened. All you want to do is comfort him but he ends up promising you something you never thought he would.

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader

Word count: 1063

Warnings: Angst. Mentions of blood and death. Spoilers for the episode 12x22 “Who We Are”. Bit of fluff because let’s be real, we all need this.

Author’s Note: So. The two hour finale. It killed me. And episode 22? Also killed me. Jensen’s acting killed me. I’m just completely dead right now, okay? So, I had to write this because my Deanie Beanie deserves all the love and comfort in the world *clears throat* *pulls herself together*

Right. This is set right after the last scene of the episode, meaning right after that group hug the three Winchesters share. The gif used is not mine. You can find it here

Enjoy <3 


The steady sound of running water overwhelmed your senses as you bonked your head against the shower door, washing away worries and fears and that little voice in the back of your mind that told you it was impossible for you to be there, to be back in the bunker again, alive and safe and almost unscathed.

Breathing deeply, in and out, you wrapped yourself around a towel, and got out of the shower slowly, eyes already darting towards the fresh scars and wounds covering your skin.

You should be used to it by now, but the thought of dying, of leaving this world, even in a blaze of glory with Dean and Sam next to you, had scared you more than you’d like to admit.

In and out.

Running your fingers through your hair, you let the towel drop to the floor and reached for your underwear, then slipped into one of Dean’s flannels, mind drifting to him almost intuitively. You’d only seen him for a few moments after you and Sam had returned from your mission, but you could tell that, whatever he’d seen in that dream sequence inside Mary’s head had hurt him. Really hurt him, even though he’d never say that out loud.

And, God, you worried about him.

In and out.

Soon enough, you were in the room you shared with Dean, only to find him sitting on the edge of the bed, holding what you knew was a picture of himself and his mother in hand.

Your heart broke.

“Hi there.” You whispered, leaning against the doorframe.

He looked up then, green eyes lighting up just a bit as he registered your presence.

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“Found one of my old journals from right around the time we were heading out on tour with NFG in the UK early 2008. I started reading it and couldn’t help but cry a little bit, cause that person was really confused and very lost and as it went on, the person behind the pen seemed to get a little bit stronger… that part felt good, it was the reminder that I needed that, because right now I’m as strong as ever. There really isn’t a point to telling you all of this, except maybe I want to thank you. Because you are a constant reminder, that I’m not as lost as I once was.”
Hayley Williams

@xiulayallday described her impressions of seeing EXO in New York and her descriptions are dead on. I can’t put into words what it’s like to have been watching them for years on your computer screen and then they’re walking next to you on a street.

Suho was the first person I saw when I got into that area of the city. Literally the first person. I didn’t immediately think “Suho!” I thought, oh wow what a handsome guy…Wait he looks familiar. WAIT. I’m 5'9" and he was definitely shorter than me and in a city filled with gorgeous people, he still stood out.

We wandered on a bit when @uminbean was looking around and said quietly “that looks like Chen… It’s Chen”. By the time I looked properly I could only see the back of him, but I could still see it was him by those legs.

We got up thinking wow, 2 EXO members? What a day! When I glanced over and saw an unmistakable pair of ears crossing the street, and by the time I processed that it was Chanyeol, Baekhyun was beside him. Baekhyun looked a bit… uncomfortable? I only made brief eye contact then stayed away because I didn’t want to be associated with the horde of fans following them around and wanted them to just have a good day. Chanyeol was shorter than I anticipated (I think I assumed he was just beastly tall by how people talk about him). Still tall though, just not gigantic. Baekhyun was not as short as I thought he’d be either. About my height.

My friends and I go lean on a wall to process what we’ve just experienced in the span of 20 minutes, when @uminbean whispers in a ‘brace yourself’ voice, “Sehun is coming”. Now this is my bias. Can I do this? Will I just fall over? Will I go blind and cease to feel emotion? I didn’t. He was perfect. I couldn’t believe he was real, and he looked just as he does in pictures. And he was about the height I imagined. He walked by me not 3 feet from where I stood. I still can’t believe it.

We all needed to sit down at this point and wanted to get as far away from the stalking fans as possible. Chanyeol and Baekhyun passed us TWO more times filming something and I wanted to shout “how is this real right now?!”

We walked on a bit and my friend whispered “it’s Xiumin” and there he was, 2 feet from us happily watching a show. No fans around bothering him. It’s the only time @xiulayallday and I got our phones out because we knew we could snap a picture without causing him stress and hell, he was taking pictures too. He was so bronze and handsome. Smiling and laughing. It made us so happy.

Now today we go see their show. Wow.

Rehab (Alec x Reader) Imagine

“We need to talk Y/N” Alec said to you as he walked into yours guys shared bedroom. He must of just got back from a mission because he looked super stressed.

“What about?” You asked with a worried tone. Maybe something had went wrong. You quickly look him over but you didn’t seem any signs of him being injured. Alec took your hands in his and look inyour eyes.
“About your problem”

“What problem?” You look at Alec confused. It wasn’t a mission then that was bothering him.

“You know what I’m talking about”
He said in a stern voice while staring down at you.

“Not really” You told him with a shrugged. Alec let out a big sigh and said “I’m talking about your drug problem babe”
You took a step back from him that had caught you off guard, and left you speechless for a moment.

“Drug problem? Why would you think I have a drug problem?” You questioned crossing your arms, Alec serious face flash with a bit of guilt for a second but then it faded.

“It’s doesn’t matter, what matter right now is that we get you the help that you need for this”

“Yes it does matter Alec, I don’t have a drug problem and I want to know why you think that I’m some kind of addict” You shouted at him.

Alec let out a breath and said “I overheard you telling Isabelle about it. It’s embarrassing because I was eavesdropping on your guys conversation” Alec said as he hung his head low in shame, all you could do was laugh at him Alec looked up at you with an angry face
“This isn’t something to be joking about” You took ahold of Alec’s face in your hands and look at him straight in the eyes and told him

“Alec you’re the drug”

“What?” He asked back obviously confused.

“The drug I was talking about was you. Your love is like a drug, and I’m itching for a fix.” You said. All Alec could do was smile, it was like a big weight coming off of his shoulders knowing that you weren’t on drugs or actually ones for sure .
“Well let’s forget about this whole conversation that’s making me looking like a fool”
“Yeah I think we can” You said with a laugh while dragging him off to your bedroom to have another fix

VERSUS KRUM [DRACO MALFOY]

request: “Hey can I request prompt 92 with Draco Malfoy? It’s okay if you don’t want to 😊” - by anon

a/n: what do you mean it’s okay if i don’t want to? OF COURSE I WANT TO IT’S DRACO MALFOY. (hope you like this ahaha. also, let’s just pretend they’re not 14-year-olds in this imagine bc it takes place in the goblet of fire lol)

92. “Not that I’d prefer him, but he is definitely more handsome than you are.”

Masterlist + Request here! 

    “Draco, look! There he is!” you whispered to the boy beside you, slapping him repeatedly on the arm to gain his attention while your other hand was pointing quite excitedly to the middle of the Great Hall where the Durmstrang students were now doing a very impressive entrance.

    Draco Malfoy scoffed, scowling at the sight of Viktor Krum walking along with his schoolmates. To be honest, he was definitely jealous by how you were giving the International Quidditch player so much attention as soon as he arrived that Draco didn’t even bother to please you by joining along the cheering.

    “Holy cow.” you gasped just as Viktor Krum took a seat not far from yours. “Do you think he’ll sign me an autograph if I walked out there and asked, Draco?”

    “I don’t know, Y/N. Why don’t you throw yourself at him and try?” he deadpanned.

    You sent him a glance of annoyance before leaning in slightly on your table to look sideways where Krum was chatting with some of your housemates already.

    Draco scoffed, “What’s with him, anyway? Anyone could play Quidditch -”

    “You got to be kidding me!” you cut him off. “No one plays Quidditch like Krum. And not only that, he is so …” you dreamily stared at him.

    “What?” Draco urged you to continued and finally, you flickered your eyes on him to see that he was grimacing.

    “Handsome.” you grinned.

    Draco clenched his hand into a fist. “Y/N, you might want to check your eyes and visit Madam Pomfrey.”

    You laughed at his expression, placing a hand over his. “Come on. It’s not that I’d prefer him, but he is definitely more handsome than you are.” you carried on teasing him.

    For a few weeks now, you and Draco had been going on dates after admitting to yourselves that the both of you indeed fancied each other much more than a friend. That was why he was so jealous and you were having so much fun knowing that he was, much to his disapproval.

    “Hey,” you shook the hand you were still holding when he gave you no response, the platinum haired boy didn’t look at you as he glumly picks on his food. “Draco, I was only kidding.”

    “Didn’t seem that you were.” he murmured.

    You were biting your lip to fight off the smile that was beginning to show. “Of course, I was. You are definitely, no doubt, one hundred percent, more good looking and attractive and handsome than Krum.” you over exaggerated, finally making Draco to look at you.

    You could see that he was trying hard not to laugh. “You are ridiculous.” he said, only chuckling.

    “Am I forgiven then?”

    Draco smirked. “I’ll think about it.”

    “Now you’re the one being ridiculous.”

    “Well, sorry, but I’m not the one who was fawning over another guy when she already has a boyfriend.” the scowl was on his face again.

     "Boyfriend.“ you repeated. “Is that what you are? Because honestly, you haven’t even asked me to be your girlfriend.”

     Draco was about to say something but decided against it, closing his mouth afterwards.

    Truth was, you were right. The two of you have been dating for a moderately long time now and still he hasn’t bothered to ask you to make it official which made you annoyed a little bit. But even though you felt that way, you never confronted him about it - until now, that is to say.

    “I thought I didn’t need to ask.” he murmured after a good minute.

    “How come?” you crossed your arms.

    Draco turned to you. “Because I thought we already were. I mean, Y/N, we’ve been kissing and going on dates - isn’t that what couples do?”

     "Yeah, but -“

    "And you know I’m only yours.” he raised an eyebrow.

    You blushed in embarrassment and also because of his statement. “Okay, fine, I’m sorry. It’s totally my fault.”

     He snorted. “Well, now that you mentioned it. Would you be my girlfriend?” he was now grinning.

     "Your lack of romanticism still amazes me, Malfoy. Jeez, I was kidding.“ you quickly added the last part when he gave you the look. "And yeah, I’ll be your girlfriend.”

    “Good.” he was about to lean in and give you a kiss when your eyes widened and you pointed behind him.

    “Blimey, Draco - it’s Krum! He’s walking towards us, look -”

    He rolled his eyes and cut you off by pressing his lips on yours like originally planned. Some of the Slytherins that were on the table whistled and shouted at the scene in front of them while you laughed against the kiss, the both of you pulling away shortly after.

    Your eyes were shining and your cheeks were crimson red. “What was that for?” you asked him breathlessly, Draco shrugging with a smug grin on his face.

     "Had to show Krum that you’re taken, of course. It occurred to me that he might be the only competition that I’m going to have.“

     "Believe me, there’s no competition.” you assured him.

      Draco nodded, leaning away from your face to start eating again, holding your hand the whole time as Viktor Krum walked passed behind the both of you.

Bts reacts to you comforting them

A/N: Gosh that sounds so cute though hahaha. I think everyone would immediately feel better once they felt something rubbing on their cheek. I would totally laugh out of cuteness. I’m not really known with the measurement inches so I wouldn’t really know how tall you are but I assume you’re not that tall if you say so :p. Anyways I hope this is something you had in mind and enjoy reading. and thank you for liking my blog. I’m doing my best to keep it that way plus that I enjoy writing eventhough I need some more practice.

Thank you for requesting! Stay healthy!

Seokjin 

The chatter immediately filled the air as you opened the door to the dressing room of the boys. Seokjin had texted you if you wanted to come and of course you had replied with an excited yes with lots of smiley and kissy faces and jumped in your car heading to the venue. 

Your eyes roamed around the room but you could not find the person you were looking for. Closing the door behind you, you walked over to Taehyung who was playing some games on his phone and asked him where Jin was. He answered you that he was standing in the corner behind the rack of clothes. Raising an eyebrow in confusion you made your way over to him and pushed the rack aside and saw him staring at his shoes, nervously fumbling with the hem of his shirt. Once he noticed he wasn’t ‘hidden’ anymore, he looked up. The sudden hug you got yanked in startled you a bit, but quickly composed yourself and returned the embrace. 

Seokjin spilled everything that was bothering him, tightening his hold on you. ‘’Seokjin look at me.’’ you whispered, lifting your head to look at him. Just as you could see his face clearly, you tucked him down with one hand holding his neck and pushed your cheek against his and began to rub. At first he would look baffled but soon after a loud laugh could be heard through the room. Satisfied with the outcome you pulled back but he pushed you back asking you to continue with the nuzzle.

‘‘Now, please continue with what you were doing.’‘

Originally posted by leojuseyo


Yoongi

Yoongi is a perfect example of the words: a hard shell but a soft core.

You were casually sitting in the kitchen, sipping on some tea, flipping through the pages in the paper infront of you while waiting for Yoongi to come home. Taking a quick glance at the clock standing on the shelf, you quickly shot up from the chair and shuffeled towards the hall to greet your boyfriend with a smile but your smile fell once you saw the blonde man entering the house. He looked exhausted. His hair was ruffled, his lips were red and his eyes looked down and dispirited. The sight made your heart clench and before Yoongi could even utter some word you already pulled him down, burying his head against your chest, your hands rubbing circles in his back as you whispered soothing words in his hair. His hands slid against your waist and ended up on your back

Once you felt he calmed down a bit,you slowly pulled him from your chest until your noses were touching. Your hands shot to his hair, ruffling it some omore while rubbing your nose against him. A chuckle slipped from his lips, as his eyes looked deepy into yours. The tired look was still there but a new emotion filled his charming orbs and his lips were curled in a small smile. It wasn’t a big one but it was enough. The affection and love you felt for and from this rare man was so immense that you would do everything, everything just to see him comfortable, relaxed and happy.

‘‘God I don’t know what I would do without you.’’

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic

Hoseok

Gosh, this boy worried you to no end. He wouldn’t want to see anyone that he felt stressed or sad or any negative emotion in that matter but it’s you were talking about. The one who completed his heart.

The sudden weight on your lap got you distracted from the book you were reading and when your eyes moved away from the words, they focussed on the man laying beneath you. Putting your handbook away,your hands landed in his hair, softly massaging his scalp. ‘’what’s wrong?’’ you would ask him after his deep sigh. ‘’Im so tired.’’ Hoseok replied, his eyes closing from the feeling your hands made. Nodding your head in understanding, your hands left his hair and traveled down to his shoulder, gently guiding him to lay sideways so his eyes, faced your tummy. Hoseok snuggled closer, hiding his face against your tummy, his hands holding your waist carefully. 

“You don’t always have to smile Hoseok. They’ll understand if you can’t. You’re only human afterall. I mean I personally would it find a bit creepy if someone only smiles and laughs, not showing any other human emotion.’‘ you chuckled, caressing his neck while you talked. ‘‘But I understand you want to be their hope, to be their light. In here with me, between these four walls, know that you can cry and scream if you need it, okay? I want you to know that you can lean on me.’‘ you finished, looking down at the emotional drained man. ‘‘It’s okay sweety. It’s okay. I will catch you.’‘ The muffled sobs got louder when you pulled him away from your shirt. Dipping down you kissed away his tears while your fingers pushed his hair out of his face. When Hoseok calmed down and his sobs tunrned into hiccups, you sat back up, smiling down at him. His glinstening eyes focused on yours, the sight melting your heart. Dipping down once again, you rubbed your nose against his, laughing as he chuckled too.

‘‘Better?’‘ you beamed.

‘‘Better’‘ He replied smiling, shifting his weight, his lips touching yours.

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

Namjoon

This leader had a way with words, always making you feel better and the times when the roles were switched you did not hesitate to soothe his worries.

He was working on lyrics, his back hunched over the once blank paper now graced with inkt. The lamp standing on the corner of the desk, illuminated the room in a warm and calming light as the sound of scribbiling disturbed the silent night. 

You were leaning against the door post, arms crossed over your chest, watching him writing, watching him throwing the pen on the desk, the paper feeling his frustration as it ended up crumbled on the ground. The way his head fell in his hands and the deep groan that slipped past his lips told you he was irritated. 

Deciding to end his suffering, you silently walked over him. Once you were standing behind him, you glided your hands over his shoulders, down the papers on the desk to shove it away out of his sight. Namjoon’s head instantly shot up when he felt your presence behind him, his eyes following the movement of your hands. 

‘‘You know, most humans are sleeping right now to let their body’s and mind rest. You can see it as a thank you for keeping you healthy.’‘ you spoke, your hands now wandering back to his chest and keeping it there. Your head was buried in the crook between his shoulders and neck. Hearing him sigh deeply, you felt him leaning back in the chair, the back of his head now touching your chest. 

‘‘I know baby but those lyrics doesn’t write itself.’‘ He answered you, going against your words. ‘‘I know they don’t but don’t you think that if you’re sleep deprived that it is harder to come up with words. We all know you’re good with words but if you are well rested you can come up with something so magical, something so taking, something so heartwarming. You don’t have to work all night long. Army doesn’t want you to work all night long. Army wants to see you healthy and happy and if they know you’re siting here, pulling your hair out at 3 a.m. Oh boy they wouldn’t happy at all.’’ 

‘‘you’re right. I’m sorry.’‘ He looked up at you as you peeked down at him. ‘‘Now come to bed.’‘ grabbing his hand, you pulled him off the chair, dragged him to the bedroom and tucked him under the warm blankets. 

Originally posted by minsnuggles

Jimin

Our (not) innocent charming boy needs someone to tell him it is going to be allright and who could do it better than his own s/o.

It was awfully quiet in your apartment. Most of the times when you got home from work (or school) you could always hear where Jimin was sitting but now you weren’t sure if he even was there. 

Throwing the keys on the cabinet, after you’d taken off your shoes you called his name, making your presence known. Not getting any response you bit your lip in worry. Something was not right and so you tip-toed over to the bedroom across the hall. You softly knocked on the door, opened it slighty and peeked in the room. The sight that you found, his stiffled sobs made your heart bleed. The thought that he didn’t want you to hear him crying was so immense hurtful that tears sprung in your own eyes. Shaking your head, you quickly swallowed the lump that formed in your throat, shuffeled towards the bed and laid down behind him. 

With one arm draped over him, your chin resting on his head, you had pulled him closer to your chest as the other arm slid under his neck, using your arm as a pillow for him. His silent sobs instantly stopped when he felt the bed dip down under your weight.

‘‘Please Jimin. Don’t feel embarassed. It’s okay. Crying is okay. It’s good for you too. did you know that?’‘ you whispered. ‘‘It’s like cleaning your soul, emptying your heart with all those junk you don’t have to carry with you. Please don’t hide your feelings. I’m not only there for you in the sunny days. I’m here for you in the foggy days, in the rainy days and the stormy days. You know why I like rainy days so much?’‘ you stopped talking for a minute and could feel the shake of his head, so you continued. ‘‘The earthy scent after rain, smells refreshing right? It’s like the universe are telling us that we need to release our worries, so we can feel refreshed again, feel relieved. The rain that feeds the plants so they can grow taller and beautiful. Don’t ever ever think that crying is a sign of weakness. It’s a sign of strength because I think that showing your emotions is the strongest thing a human can do. Understood?’‘ you finished.

‘‘Understood.’‘ he replied in his soft voice, still a bit shaky from crying. 

‘‘Good, now turn around so we can cuddle’‘ you giggled, sliding down your arm from his neck while he turned around to face you. Wiping away his last tears, you showered his face in little pecks which made him shriek out in delight, trying to push you away but you did not butch. 

‘‘No Jimin, You can’t escape my kisses now’‘ you laughed fake-evilly

He looked at you with so much adoration and love, trying to understand how he got so lucky.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Taehyung

Oh no, another one who tries to smile throughout the pain. It’s heartbreaking really. Why do people do that? 

Seeing Taehyung cry openly infront of you, you knew there was something completely wrong. It got you so of guard that you at first just stood there, watching how the tears roll over his cheeks, how they kissed his lips in sorrow. But the moment his broken voice called out to you, you snapped back to reality and held him in your arms. 

You were speechless, unable to form those comforting needed words. You just stood there, holding him tightly while your eyes looked out of the window, focusing on the bright moon hanging in the night sky and suddenly you got it. 

‘‘Taehyung? Do you think it’s okay to go outside? Are you comfortable with going outside?’‘ You knew it was weird to say something like that in this kind of situation but this was certainly going to make him feel better, so much better. Taehyung leaned back, his face no longer buried in your shirt as he looked at you and finally nodded what to you seemed like eternity. 

‘‘Great! You can trust me Tae.’‘ Intertwining your fingers, you guided him out of the house and walked to your favourite spot. The pure scent of the night seemed to do Taehyung good as he already had calmed down abit. After a short walk you stopped infront of the swings, motioning Taehyung to sit. He at first, shot you a weird look but did what you told him to. Quickly jogging to stand behind him, you began to push making him go higher and higher up in the air and once you thought he was high enough, you walked back, hoping to see his face filled with joy and boy the sight that you saw caused your heart to pump faster. 

The way his face was titled to the sky, the way the wind played with his hair and especially his smile that graced his face so beautifully that your breath got caught in your throat for a minute The moon casted an angelic glow around him and you just looked at him with a big smile on your face. Seeing him so care-free and free from tears and worries for awhile warmed your heart. 

Taehyung tackled you to the ground after his feet touched the sand and kissed you. ‘’Woa Taehyung!’’ you laughed heartly when he pulled back but still hovered above you. ‘’Thank you y/n. Thank you so much. I didn’t know I needed this but I’m glad you brought me here. I feel so alive again. You did not even have to say anything. you just know how to comfort me. I love you.’’

‘‘I love you too Tae.’‘ You confessed, lifting your head up a little so you could give him your eskimo kiss.

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Jungkook

Standing in the kitchen, you were busy cooking dinner for Kookie and you. He was about to get home and you wanted that he could dive in the food you made since he would be hungry after practicing all day long. 

Just as you were about to set the food on the table, you suddenly felt two arms around your waist and someone breathing down your neck. Gosh this boy really. Always sneaking up on you. Scoffing, you wanted to turn around but he quickly tightened his hold on you making it impossible for you to turn.

‘‘Uhm Jungkook… is something wrong?’‘ you asked him worried, clasping your hands around his. You got no answer, alarm bells instantly going off. ‘‘Jungkook please… what’s going on? Are you tired is that it?’’ You asked once again still facing the kitchen tiles, already knowing it wasn’t just tiredness 

 ‘’Just… just let’s stay like this for awhile okay?’’ He finally said something although you could detect some pain in his voice you did not aks him further. ‘’If that’s what you want.’’ you hummed. You knew him well enough not to ask to many questions in this situation. He prefered the physical comfort more since he wouldn’t have to say anything and just bask in your presence but he knew that you were going to ask questions later and he was okay with that but for know he just needed to feel your warmth. 

‘‘This is all very nice and all but.. Can I see you? I want to see my lovely boyfriend.’‘ you spoke up after a while.

Chuckling, he turned you around, your back leaning against the kitchen counter as you finally could see his face. The look in his eyes told you everything. Shooting him a tiny smile, your hands circled around his neck.

‘‘Kooks?’‘

He hummed, smiling down at you. ‘’Can you like, bend down a bit?’’ you told him more than asking. ‘’Why?’’

‘‘Because I want to do something but you’re too tall.’‘ you whined, sending some pressure to his neck. ‘’Fine.’’ Jungkook laughed and bend down now facing you at the same height. Before he could you ask why again, you were already rubbing his cheek with yours, your hands still holding onto his neck tightly so he couldn’t break away so easily. 

‘‘Gosh y/n!’‘ His delightful laugh hugged your heart and a laugh escaped your lips aswell. ‘‘No Kooks, no. Let me!’‘ you jokinly wailed when you felt he wanted to break away. ‘‘But the food is getting cold!’‘ 

‘‘Oh shit!’‘ you totally forgot about the food. Pushing him away, you snatched the pans from the stove and jogged to the table. ‘‘Don’t think you get off so easily though!’‘ you giggled back at him. 

Originally posted by luxtaery

Running Flat

*kicks down fandom door* I’M COMIN’ IN! 

Lance, like all the other paladins, is finally getting used to the “mind meld” they all have to indulge in when controlling their lions. Until someone’s uncontrollable crush comes in and knocks them all back in surprise. It’s a crush that circles persistently through their thoughts and only gets stronger as time goes on, until they begin to realize this might be a bit more serious than the term “crush” implies. 

Meanwhile, the unfortunate paladin behind it all is trying desperately to bury the feelings away, yet failing at every turn. 

Klance.

Part 2


Part 1

The mind meld, as Lance (because he was a genius) had deemed it, that the five paladins were quite forced into when they were in their lions was something they’d all been initially uncomfortable with. But as their battles with the Galra and practice days had worn on, they’d grown quite accustomed to the whole thing. The mental connection wasn’t overly invasive, after all. More or less, it was about intention.

Not intention as in they could control what was projected and what wasn’t, but more as though their thoughts and feelings had to be intentionally severe. For example, Pidge’s irritation when they were cornered by the Galra was always very obvious, or Shiro’s deep desire that they all stay calm and collected. Hunk was known for, well, panic, but that usually faded pretty quickly in favor a deep thrumming determination and focus (as well as hunger when they were practicing boring formations). Keith had less constant interjections and was more inclined to shoot them up with irritation or rage (depending on the situation) for short bursts of seconds. Lance was also pretty sure that, when things were dire, the fierce desire to protect came from Keith too. He’d thought it was Shiro at first, until their head’s steady kind of acute protectiveness had come to the surface.

Though everyone was flattered at these rare displays by Keith, no one said anything. Probably wouldn’t have gone over too well and, honestly, making Keith feel embarrassed by the bonds he’d formed with them probably wasn’t a good idea when considering how he kept to himself most of the time.

Because, yes, even Lance knew when there was potential to go a step too far. He liked to bicker and poke and prod at Keith, and be a general annoyance to everyone, but he wasn’t out to hurt feelings. Not intentionally anyway. He was a people person, after all, and spent a great deal of energy feeling others out and learning their boundaries. Sure, his fellow paladins probably didn’t realize as much (he knew they thought he was slightly ridiculous and maybe even a little stupid—most people did), but it was true. He was generally thoughtful and only pushed as far as he was sure someone could take.

His supposed intellect (or assumed lack) and knack for being annoying aside, he brought his own degree of Lance to the mind meld mud pile of feelings. Optimism, that was what he generally projected in battle or practice. After all, they had to have faith they were going to succeed in order to do so. Maybe optimism wasn’t as important as Hunk’s determination, Shiro’s steady hand, Pidge’s irritated analyses, or Kieth’s adrenaline inducing rage, but it must have been good for something. Otherwise there’d be problems. Allura was always going on about how they had to be balanced, how it was important that their own thoughts work well with everyone else’s.

And since no one had been complaining, Lance could only come to so many conclusions. Either his optimism was useful or, well, simply wasn’t a hindrance, worst case scenario. Not like they really talked about each other’s mental brain waves, after all. They’d all pretty much deduced who was who—it was pretty obvious—but so long as things were going smoothly, there was no need to call any of it to attention.

That was what Lance told himself anyway. Even if his fluffy, hovering over their heads optimism was as much use as a lawnmower in space, at least he wasn’t causing problems. That in and of itself was enough to keep him positive.

Maybe he was a fifth wheel, but at least he wasn’t running flat.

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Grieving

Requested: Hi! Could you please write an imagine or bullet points or anything where the girl is really strong and independent, always have been. And someone close to her passes away, like a grandparent or parent…And Shawn gets to know about it from somewhere else, but not from her.. You write so so well, giving importance to every little detail! Love ya mate! ❤

Your name: submit What is this?

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Your grandma was probably your biggest inspiration in life. She was always joyful, always kind, and always loving, three things you had admired about her, and three things you had aspired to be as well. She taught you so much about life and about yourself in the time you spent with her, and you weren’t prepared for her to be gone so suddenly. She was happy and healthy, so you had no reason to believe that the last time you saw her would be the last time. Her death came so suddenly that you weren’t able to say goodbye. You weren’t ready to say goodbye, there was still so much you wanted to learn from her.

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anonymous asked:

I'm sort of torn on Raven's "She saved us again"? It's like from a character standpoint, I get it. Their friend just "died", so of course they would elevate her. But it still sort of feels like the writers hitting me over the head with "Clarke is THE hero always". When the reality is that Raven has been the one to save their asses in basically every finale. I don't know, it just felt sort of eye-rolly and like JRoth's "Clarke single-handedly took down the mountain" during S2 hiatus.

Alright, Nonny. Let’s get down to business (to defeat….the Huns!).

The actual reality is that there has never been ONE hero in ANY season and no this isn’t me trying to downplay Raven to boost up Clarke because I “hate WOC”. Let me explain the Bravenlarke of it all:

We talk about the Core Four all the time, but in reality the actual core of our show rests on Bellamy, Clarke and Raven (Octavia is usually included in the Core Four, but for the most part her story is almost always separate from the main cast until the very end of the Season). Let’s begin our exploration with Season 1:

We know how the Season 1 finale ends, with the Delinquents closing the Dropship door and “blasting off”, but who actually made it happen? Lots of us would say Raven because, well…she is the genius, but when did the actual idea come into play?

Clarke: “It can’t be that simple. You said there’s fuel in those rockets, right?”

Raven: “Enough to build 100 bombs. I also said we’ve got no gunpowder left.”

Clarke: “I don’t want to build a bomb. I want to blast off.”

Raven: “Draw them in close. Fire the rockets. A ring of fire.”

Bellamy: “Barbecued grounders. I like it.” 

Finn: “Will it work?”

Raven: “The wiring’s a mess down there, but yeah. You give me enough time, I’ll cook them real good.”

Clarke has the idea. If she’d never had the idea would they ever have been able to stop the Grounders?

Bellamy runs the physical side of things as the leader of the gunners to get Raven the time she needs to wire up the Dropship. 

Raven implements the idea by walking Clarke through the steps (because she is too wounded to do it herself). Jasper does have to complete the job because Raven has passed out, but Raven does most of the setup. 

The Season 1 finale was a 3 part save. It’s not Raven who saves their asses, it’s all three of them.

On to Season 2:

The plan to take down the Mountain once again utilized Bravenlarke (with some Monty actually). This might have been harder to recognize because it happened over the course of several episodes. The plan goes into action in 2x09 when Clarke reverses her original refusal to let Bellamy go into the Mountain and decides “It’s worth the risk”, although at the time, we don’t see it that way:

Bellamy: “We need to do this now. You’ve got the alliance. Now is the time to use it.”

Clarke: “First, we need an inside man. You were right. Without someone on the inside to lower their defenses, turn off the acid fog, an army is useless. You should go.”

Bellamy: “I thought you hated that plan, that I would get myself killed.”

Clarke: “I was being weak. It’s worth the risk. My map of Mount Weather. Find a way to get on that radio and talk to us. Good luck.”

The idea to shut down the Acid Fog is initially Clarke’s, but is accomplished with help from Raven(Wick) and Bellamy in 2x14:

Raven: “Wait. Corrosion. The protective oxide film would have to be restored in tanks this old. They’d need to be cleaned.”

Wick: “And neutralized. Bellamy, go to that subdirectory. See if there’s anything there that says “passivation.“”

Bellamy: “Ok. I’m on it. Got it. Says, uh, "aqueous sodium hydroxide bath."”

Wick: “That’s a base. That’ll neutralize the acid. Select that.”

Bellamy: “It’s doing something.”

Raven: “You should be able to hear the pump.”

 Bellamy: “I can hear them. Needle’s moving. pH is rising. It’s working.  Passivation success.”

 Raven and Wick: “Yes!”

As we know, the Mountain discovers the tampering and reverse the Passivation so Bellamy winds up having to blow up the acid, but the initial plan was Clarke’s idea, Bellamy doing the work, Raven(and Wick) walking Bellamy through implementing the idea

In the end, the final save actually comes down to Bellamy, Clarke and Monty (because Raven is being harvested). I actually think Monty temporarily replacing Raven in the Season 2 finale is because they were originally going to develop Wicken in such a way that they needed the extra development that the harvesting scene gave them.

Clarke: “Monty, can you do it? Can you irradiate the level?”

Monty: “I can do it.”

A bit later:

Clarke: “Why are you stopping?”

Monty: “Because I did it. All we have to do… is pull this. Hatches and vents will open, and the scrubbers reverse, pulling in outside air”

Bellamy: “He’s gonna blow the door. Clarke, we’re out of time.”

Bellamy: “My sister. My responsibility.”

Clarke: “I have to save them.”

Bellamy: “Together.”

So again, a 3 part save, not just Raven.

Clarke has the idea to irradiate the Mountain and pulls the lever.

Bellamy spends the Season as the inside man, disables the acid fog and helps pull the lever.

Monty implements the idea by setting up the Mountain for irradiation. 

Let’s discuss Season 3:

The Season 3 save was, again, a Bravenlarke combo. Let’s break down why:

Clarke: “Good. Then we have time.”

Murphy: “What we don’t have is a way down.”

Bellamy: “Time for what?”

Clarke: “An Ascension ceremony.”

Murphy:  “Ascension? You just said Ontari wasn’t an option. Besides, she’s still chipped, and we no longer have an EMP.”

 Clarke: “We’re not putting the Flame in Ontari’s head. We’re putting it in mine.”

Bellamy: “Clarke, that thing killed Emerson in seconds, liquefied his brain.”

Clarke: “Emerson wasn’t connected to a Nightblood.”

 Pike: “Transfusion?”

Clarke: “Not exactly.”

Abby: “Connected like Mount Weather.”

Clarke: “Yes. Everything we need is in your med kit”

Abby:.”No. It’s too dangerous, and there are too many variables.”

Clarke: “But no options.”

Then, after Clarke has taken the Flame:

Bellamy: “I believe you.”

Abby: “Do you even know what you’re looking for?”

Clarke: “I’ll know when I find it.”

Abby: “May we meet again.”

Clarke: “We will.”

Bellamy: “We’ll keep you safe.”

And, in the City of Light:

It’s Raven who reveals the door to the kill switch and, when Clarke doesn’t open it immediately, paints her raven across it. 

So once again, this is not just Raven at work

Clarke has the idea to take the Flame herself (and even the how-Mt. Weather blood recycling), and taking the Flame is how she knows she needs to take the Chip.

Bellamy leads the guard for Clarke’s physical form, giving her time to complete her mission, with Abby as the last line of defense.

Raven uses her ALIE super brain to read the code, discover that Clarke is inside the City of Light, where she is and that she needs help, then provides that help to her. 

And we’re on to our latest Season, 4! And, as I’m sure you’ve picked up on the pattern, Bravenlarke is back at it again, we arrive in 4x12 to:

Bellamy: “Clarke, unless I am missing something, there is no other way for all of us to survive.”

Clarke: “What if there is?”

Skip forward to the Space Squad Seven (Plus Clarke) arriving on Science Island:

Raven: “But there’s no time to go back.”

Clarke: “We’re not going back. We’re going up.”

Murphy: “Ah, don’t look so surprised. It was all your idea to begin with.” (Speaking of Raven’s desire to commit suicide by space, however Clarke is still the person who has the idea to actually live on the Ring).

Raven: “Space? We don’t have enough fuel to get down.”

Harper: “Sounds like a 5-year problem to me.”

Raven: “You’re (said to Clarke) talking about the Ring.”

Bellamy: “Seems like a shame to let a good rocket go to waste.”

Raven: “How do we live?”

Clarke: “They left a water reclamator up there and we know that Go-Sci has an algae farm. We just get those two things up and running and we have food and water.”

Murphy: “Algae salads and recycle urine. Sign me up.”

Emori: “Better than dying.”

Murphy: “Yeah, you say that now.”

Raven: “All right. Slow down. Breathing’s important, too. What’s the plan for oxygen?”

Monty: “Based on what Murphy says about the Lighthouse Bunker, I’m guessing-make that praying-there’s an oxygenator there. We take it with us. You hook it up. Bob’s your uncle.”

Raven: “You’re an engineer, Monty. You do know there’s about a thousand things wrong with that plan, right?”

Monty: “Yes, and every one of them kills us. Of course, staying here will kill us, too, so-”

Bellamy: “Raven, we need you to get us off the ground before the death wave hits. What do you say? Can you do it?”

Raven: “What do I say? I say that death wave can kiss my ass.”

Clarke: “Good. It’s settled then. We’re going back to the Ark.”

Now we’re going to finish this bit of evidence up with 4x13, I’m not going to pull quotes on this one, because the finale should be fresh in our minds as it wasn’t even two weeks ago, I’m just going to do the wrap up:

Clarke has the idea to return to space and even figures out how they’ll supply themselves with food and water once they make it up there and makes sure that the uplink is ready for the rocket when they arrive. 

Bellamy is responsible for inspiring the masses (Raven and Echo specifically this episode) and ultimately making the hard call and choosing to close the door on Clarke instead of waiting. 

Raven uses her non-ALIE powered but still super brain to figure out how to turn a 2-seater into an 8-seater, run the flight check, pilot them to the ring and get them into the hanger bay. 

So when Raven says “She saved us again.” She’s not wrong. If Clarke had not had the idea to go to Space in the first place, everyone except for her would have died. If she hadn’t chosen to make the sacrifice and stay behind, physically moving that satellite dish to make sure the Ark was up, the ones who did manage to make it into space would have died.

Consistently, every Season, the finale save has always been a combination of Head (Clarke), Heart (Bellamy) and Guts (Raven) saving the day, but so many of y’all would rather look at it as Clarke being elevated, or a fandom being racist against a WOC (Raven), or (if you’re a Br/ven) the Bellarke fandom being unable to accept Br/ven as a romantic pairing without putting Clarke in it as well, when Bravenlarke is truly a platonic ship, lmao. 

I’d bet you anything that in Season 5, Bravenlarke team work is once again what saves the day (even though 6 years and space has changed their relationship). 

Pumpkin Juice and Butter Beer- Tom Holland One Shot (Hogwarts AU)

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Prompt: You were once friends with Tom, but, because of his Gryffindor pride, he ended the friendship. During your last year, with the help of pumpkin juice and butter beer, you both discover your true feelings for each other.

Word Count: 2500

Warning: Tom’s a bit of a jerk in this.

A/N: Because Tom bashed on Hufflepuffs and I am a proud Hufflepuff. I based this off a Dramione type relationship (because Im a big shipper).

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“"Y/N! You’re never going to believe what just happened to me.” Your friend, Victoire, smiled once she had caught up to you in the corridor.

“What is it?” You asked.

“Teddy’s just asked me to the Yule Ball. Wonderful, isn’t it?” She squealed giddily.

“That’s amazing. I told you he’d ask.” You replied, genuinely happy for your friend.

“Right. Now, we just need to find you a date.” She stated, nudging your shoulder.

“No, we don’t, Vic. I’ll probably just spend my night in the library with the books.”

“I won’t let you.” Victoire said, as you two rounded a corner on your way to Potions, “We will find you a date for the Yule Ball, Y/N.”

“I-” You started, but were cut off by a sharp laugh. You continued to walk to class, ignoring the loud-mouthed Gryffindor, Tom Holland, behind you.

“Y/L/N needs a date to the Yule Ball? What has no one asked the Hufflepuff princess yet? Figures.” He commented. His loud voice echoing off the dungeon halls. Victoire came to a halt, making you stop in your tracks. You both turned around the face him. You could see his group of friends- correction, his posse- behind him.

“Like you’ve got a date to the Ball, Holland.” Victoire replied, making him scoff.

“No girl here at Hogwarts is good enough for me. Not even you, a part Veela, Weasley.”

“I’d rather die than be your date.”

“Come on, Vic. Let’s get to class.” You said, pulling your friend into the classroom, despite all of you having the same potions class. Tom and his group entered shortly after you, sitting on the far side of the room from you.

It hadn’t always been like this. You had met Tom on the train ride to Hogwarts during your first year. He was sorted into Gryffindor and you Hufflepuff. That was where you met your best friend, Victoire Weasley- daughter of war heroBill Weasley and niece of the Golden Trio. You and Tom were close until fifth year. Something in him had switched and he decided his reputation would be damaged if he was friendly to a single Hufflepuff. From then on, he became your biggest annoyance- throwing harsh comments at you while passing by you in the halls of Hogwarts. What hurt the most about his “switch” was that your feelings for him had grown significantly over the few years prior. Your feelings had shifted from platonic to romantic, and Tom suddenly leaving you was the largest pain you had ever felt.

You were pulled from your thoughts when your potions professor entered the room. He turned to the class and asked, “Can anyone tell me what the most powerful love potion is called?”

You raised your hand, immediately knowing the answer. He pointed at you to reply, “Amortentia, sir.”

“Correct, Miss Y/L/N. Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It’s an incredibly difficult potion to make, which is why, for this Advanced Potion Making class, you will be working in partners as you make it. It will smell different for each person. Whatever you do, do not drink it; if you do, you’ll be spending a lot of time in the infirmary.” He clapped his hands together, “Right. Amortentia can be found on page 83. You know the drill- get brewing!”

“I’ll get the ingredients.” Victoire said, before she left to the cupboard with all of them.

“Ditched already?” Tom questioned as he passed by you.

“What do you want?” You asked, looking up from your textbook.

“Nothing that involves you- that’s for sure.” He replied with a laugh.

“Then why are you at my table?” You replied, glaring at him.

“Wow, you are feisty. I’m just on my way to get ingredients. Don’t get excited, Y/L/N.”

“Over you? Never.” You stated as he turned around to walk towards the cupboard.

“What did he want?” Victoire asked you, setting the ingredients on your table.

“To annoy me, most likely. It’s Holland- what did you expect?” You answered, reading through the instructions. She just shrugged in reply.

“By the way, will you come with me to Hogsmeade tomorrow? I need to find a dress for Saturday.” Victoire asked.

“Of course. What else would I do?”

“Homework? Studying? Reading? There’s a whole list of things you do on the weekend other than socialize.” She replied, making you roll your eyes. “I also need shampoo. Your lavender shampoo doesn’t work with my hair.”

“It’s not my shampoo’s fault that your hair is perfect.” You replied.

“I can’t help it.” Victoire laughed, “Okay, how do we make this love potion?”

~~~

“Did we do this correctly?” You asked.

“I don’t know. Why don’t we smell it?” Victoire suggested.

“That won’t work because Amortentia smells different for everyone.” You stated.

“Well, it looks like what the book described it as.”

“Professor? Can you check ours?” You asked, calling him over. With one glance at it, he smiled at the two of you.

“Perfect. Well done, ladies.” He said, before going off to check the other potions. Victoire leaned in and smelled it.

“Smells like Teddy- bubblegum, broomsticks, and sandalwood.” She smiled, “Your turn.”

“I don’t-”

“Smell it. He said not to drink it. He said nothing about smelling it.”

“Fine.” You sighed before sniffing it. “Freshly cut grass, butter beer, and some musky cologne.”

“Well, who is it?” She asked.

“I don’t know. They’re three random, and very common, scents.”

Across the room, the same discussion was being had between Tom and his friends.

“So who smells like pumpkin juice, apple pie, and lavender?” Harrison asked.

“I’ve got no idea.” Tom replied, shaking his head in confusion.

~~~

The next day, you went with Victoire into the only dress shop in Hogsmeade as she looked for a dress to the ball.

“Y/N, you need to look for a dress for yourself.” Victoire said. She stopped searching for a dress in the racks and turned to you.

“No, I don’t. I’m not going.” You stated.

“You have to go. Please.”

“I can’t third wheel.”

“You won’t. Even Teddy wants you to come. His friends will be there. We’re in a group. Come on, Y/N. Please go with me.” She begged.

“Okay, I’ll go.” You sighed and she clapped her hands together in glee.

“Yay!” She smiled, going back to searching for dresses.

After spending a lot of time in the shop and leaving with a dress for each of you, you and Victoire headed to the Hog’s Head for drinks. You sat in a booth near the door and ordered two pumpkin juices along with a slice of apple pie.

“Tomorrow’s going to be so much fun.” Victoire grinned.

“Sure.” You nodded, taking a sip of your drink. The door opened and in stepped none other than Tom Holland, along with his posse of Gryffindors.

“Ah, boys, the Hufflepuffs have taken our table.” He said, looking at you and Victoire.

“Your name’s not on it, so it’s not yours.” Victoire replied.

“We always sit here, so it’s ours, Weasley.”

“Boohoo, it’s a table. Get over it.” She stated. Tom scoffed before sitting beside you in the booth.

“Well, if you won’t move.” He shrugged. His friends either pulled up some chairs or sat in the booth with you and Victoire.

“You’re such a child, it’s pathetic.” Victoire said as the waitress came over.

“Butter beers all around.” Tom ordered for the group.

“Okay. And your dessert will be right up.” The waitress informed you.

“Thank you.” You smiled as she left. Tom turned to you and eyed the dress bag beside you.

“So, Y/L/N, did you get a date for the Ball after all?” He asked, sitting up straighter in his seat.

“I’m going with friends.” You replied, shifting uncomfortably.

“Victoire’s got a date-what other friends do you have?” He laughed and you looked him in the eye, glaring at him.

“I have other friends. They just happen to not follow me around like my shadow.” You said as the waitress returned.

“Butter beers for the whole group and an apple pie for you.” She stated, handing out the drinks and giving you the dessert. Simultaneously, you and Tom both looked at each other. Tom looked away first, taking a sip of his butter beer. “Would you like a refill on that pumpkin juice?” At the waitress’ question, Tom choked on his drink, thinking back to his Amortentia potion.

“No, thank you.” You replied. She left with a nod.

“Y/N, let’s move to another table.” Victoire said, standing up. You followed her over to an empty table on the complete opposite side of the place.

“You love him!” Victoire stated once you sat down.

“What are you on about?” You asked, hoping to avoid the topic.

“Your Amortentia smelt like him. Think about it: he drinks butter beer, he’s a Quidditch player so that explains the grass, and I bet his cologne is musky.” She explained, “Plus, you totally liked him back in fourth year. I didn’t think you’d hate him, even after what he did to you.”

“You’re unbelievable.” You mumbled, hiding your head in your hands, “I thought you hated him.”

“Oh, I do, but, if you love him, the best thing I can do is support you. I will hex him if he breaks your heart.” Victoire replied and you let out a laugh, “So, was his cologne musky?”

Across the pub, the boys were having a very similar conversation.

“It’s her then?” Harrison asked Tom.

“I didn’t smell any lavender.” He said, denying the very blatant fact in front of him.

“Ask her to the ball. Tell her you like her.”

“You never tell a girl you like her ‘cause it makes you look like an idiot.” Tom replied, causing laughter to erupt throughout his group.

~~~

The next night was the Yule Ball, the biggest dance for Hogwarts students. Your excitement grew as the time drew closer to the ball because of how excited Victoire was for it. You two entered the ballroom and immediately went to find Teddy and his friends.

“Victoire, you look absolutely fantastic.” He smiled at her.

“Thank you.” She blushed.

“May I have this dance?” Teddy asked, holding out his hand to her.

“You may.” She replied, slipping her hand into his and he led her away. You stayed behind and chatted to your fellow Hufflepuffs.

“Look who it is- our favorite Gryffindors.” One of your Hufflepuff classmates said. You turned to see who they were speaking of, only to find it was Tom and his gang. The boys had just arrived to the dance. A few broke off from the group, as they had dates. The others just followed Tom to a table.

“Y/N, didn’t you used to be friends with Holland?” Another one asked. Almost as if he heard his name, Tom looked over at you from across the room. His eyes caught yours, but he quickly turned away to talk to his friends.

“Yeah,” you replied with a nod.

“What happened?” The Hufflepuff inquired.

“It’s a long story.” You answered, “I’m going to grab a drink.” You turned and headed for the drink table. As you were scooping punch into a cup, you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“If it’s pumpkin juice you’re wanting, then that’s not it.”

“What do you want now, Holland?” You asked, turning to him with your cup in hand.

“I just came to warn you that it’s not the pumpkin juice you’d like.”

“And how do you know that?”

“Because,” he took the cup out of your hand and set it on the table beside you, “the Slytherins put firewhiskey in it and who likes a combination of firewhiskey and pumpkin juice.”

“I guess I’ll just go thirsty then.” You replied.

“What? I don’t get a 'thank you’?” Tom asked, making you roll your eyes.

“Thank you.” You said. You began to walk away when his hand caught your wrist.

“Wait. I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

“About?”

“Pumpkin juice.” He replied, dropping your wrist. You gave him a confused look. “What I mean is- do you like pumpkin juice?”

“Yes, it’s my favorite drink.”

“And apple pie is your favorite dessert?” Tom questioned and you warily nodded, “And lavender your favorite scent?”

“How did you know-”

“My Amortentia smells like you- all the things that you love.”

“Look, Tom-”

“I’m sorry for everything. I really liked you back in fifth year, but a lot of Gryffindors kept telling me that I can’t be with a Hufflepuff and I fell into their peer pressure trap. I thought by being mean to you, my feelings would go away. The truth is, though, they haven’t- not one bit. With the Amortentia, it hit me that I do still care about you and I do still love you.” After he finished his speech, you stood breathless in front of him as you tried to process all that you had just heard. “Please, say something.”

“Mine too.” You mumbled.

“Pardon?”

“My Amortentia smelt like you too- butter beer, freshly cut grass, and musky cologne.”

“Really?” He asked hopefully.

“Yes.” You nodded in confirmation.

“So, Y/N, am I forgiven?”

“I’ll forgive you, but don’t expect me to forget.” You replied, causing a smile to form on his face.

“May I have this dance?” Tom asked, holding his arm out to you. You smiled as you placed your hand in his.

~~~

“Come on, Vic! We’re going to be late.” You said, pulling your friend down the corridor.

“Why are we in such a hurry? It’s only Quidditch.” She asked.

“Yes, but it’s Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor.”

“Which one are you supporting then?” Victoire questioned, pointing to the Gryffindor scarf around your neck.

“I am rooting for Hufflepuff, but supporting Tom. I’m not going to support the entire Gryffindor team.” You explained as you two hurried up into the Hufflepuff stands. Your fellow Hufflepuffs gave you questioning looks for wearing a Gryffindor tie. In your defense, you evened it out with a Hufflepuff beanie.

“Look! There he is!” You grinned as the competing teams entered the field. Tom immediately found you in the stand and waved your way. You waved back, watching him smile excitedly.

“And look! There’s Teddy.” Victoire said, waving over to her boyfriend on the opposite side of the field.

“May the best seeker win.” You stated.

“Hey, you said you were rooting for Hufflepuff.”

“Well, our chasers could score enough that Gryffindors catching the snitch doesn’t automatically make them win the game.”

“Hufflepuff better win, Y/N, or your house is going to be very upset with you.” She replied and you shrugged.

“I don’t care what my house thinks. I’ve got you, my best friend, and I’ve got Tom, the best boyfriend there is.” You said, hugging Victoire as the game began.

Father’s Day (Tony Stark x reader)

Mother’s Day

You had locked yourself away in the bathroom of your suite at the compound, with Tony standing on the other side of the door in a panic attack that he was barely hiding from you.  The incessant tapping of his foot on the hardwood floor, even in feet only covered by socks, was grating on the nerves that were ravaging your mind and body as each second of the clock ticked by.  It was a clock that was ticking louder than the sound of Tony’s foot, but it couldn’t drown the sound of your own frantic heartbeat.

“How much longer?” he asked through the door.  He wanted to be in there with you, but you wouldn’t let him.  When Tony was anxious it was like a contagion that you couldn’t fight, and it only made you feel worse; he didn’t want to do that to you, but he also couldn’t stand to feel this way and be so far away, if even only the thickness of a door stood between you.

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anonymous asked:

Sooooo... Let's imagine something like this: after CW Tony joins Guardians of the Galaxy and they got a mission in Wakanda. How would it be like? (Sorry for my bad english, I'm a spanish speaker)

First of all: your english is great! don’t be sorry just because of a misspelling! i do mistakes a lot and english is also not my first english. So i got hate for that but please don’t let that get to you. You are so great for trying when spanish is your first language! :)

Also i wanted to have a badass Tony is this, i hope you don’t mind.
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“You really think you are ready for that?” asks Peter and Tony rolls his eyes. The got a appeal for help from Midgard a few days ago. Funny how he calls it now Midgard and not earth anymore. Or home.

Anyway. Since then Peter is worried that Tony could break down. Because their new mission is in Wakanda.

Yes. Exactly the Wakanda where his shitty ‘friends’ are hiding after they beat him up.

To be honest, Tony is nervous.

But! But he candle that. It was over a year ago and he knows thats not a lot of time to forgive someone who nearly beat him to death. But he is over it. For most of the time.

Because he has a new family now.

“Yeah i got this.” says Tony and looks out of the window. Only 5 minutes till landing.

“If not i will hurt them.” says Drax now and Tony laughs. He likes the big idiot. Drax isn’t genius like he is, but who is really? Drax has a good heart and he is always loyally and that matters.

The guardians all matter to him.

“Thank you big guy. Still unnecessary.” grins Tony and Drax puts his swords back into their holders.

“Will Pepper be there, too?” asks Gamora and Tony shakes his head.

“Nah sadly not. But Rhodey, Peter and her want to see us after the mission if you don’t mind. They miss you all.” says Tony and Groot claps.

“I am Groot!”

“Yeah yeah they miss me, too.” Tony rolls his eyes and pats Groot’s head. He had grown a lot the last months but he is still not higher than Tonys hip.

“Fuck yes! Can’t wait to train with the grey metal man again.” grins Rocket and Tony laughs.

“More like destroying my furniture.” says Tony and the ship lands safely on Wakandas landing strip.

Now Tony can see them. Captain America, Barnes, Barton, Maximoff, Romanoff, Lang, Wilson and T'Challa.

They are all wearing their old suits. Tony grins at that. Ohh no. Nobody was there to made them an update. How sad. He turns around and looks at the new suits of the guardians.

“Thats what they look like?” asks Yondu and looks them up and down.

“Yah what did you imagine?” asks Tony back and Yondu shrugs.

“Don’t know. When i found you, you wore a metal suit. I thought they all would be badass like that.” says Yondu and even though its a compliment he grunts it.

Tony laughs.

“Okay then lets go.” says Peter and leaves the ship first.

Tony goes over to his new suit. A moment later he is invisible. Its a great update and Rocket made that possible with a new alien tech Tony didn’t know.

He follows Peter quietly. This is gonna be a surprise, because the Avenger don’t know that he will be there.

Tony met T'Challa a few times in the tower and he was it, who called for their help. But he promised not to tell anything.

“Your Highness.” says Peter and shakes T'Challa’s hand. The guardians all know T'Challa.

“Peter.” says T'Challa and he smiles. Tony tries to be quiet and stands directly behind Peter.

Peter looks shortly at the Avengers and then turns around.

“My name is Starlord i’m the captain of the Guardians of the Galaxy. And thats my team.” says Peter and then Gamora goes down the stairs. Groot is next to her and waves.

Drax is next with Rocket on his shoulder. And Yondu leaves the ship with Kraglin and Mantis.

“Gamora, Drax, Rocket, Groot, Mantis, Yondu and Kraglin.” says Peter than and points at everyone. Clints mouth opens at that.

Tony tries so hard not to laugh.

“Thats a tree.” says Clint and Yondu whistles once. His arrow stops right in front of Clints face.

“Say that to my grandson one more time and i will kill you.” says Yondu and sounds almost bored.

“I am Groot.”

“Yeah i will tell you when i kill them so you can turn around.” says Yondu and Kraglin laughs.

“W-what?” asks Clint and he still looks at the arrow. He squints and Tony hears Peter coughing so he doesn’t laugh.

“Haha, Ironhead was right. Their archer is really lame. Dude are that normal arrow?” asks Rocket who sits on Clints quiver and breaks the arrows in half.

“So you must be Clint Barton.” says Peter now and then turns to the other ones.

“Let see. You with the stick in the ass are Captain America right. Really are you sure about all the red, white and blue?” laughs Peter and Tony chuckles, too. Gosh that’s his boyfriend.

“Yeah and the one next to him. Only one arm. Looks like he isn’t a threat at all. But i like his face, looks so grumpy. Almost like someone stole his plumps!” shrieks Rocket and he rolls on the ground of laughter.

Steve takes a step forward at that, but Barnes holds him back with his good hand.

“Okay then we have the Birdman. Ironhead said he was alright, but would do anything for is Captain.” says Gamora and Peter nods.

“Which leaves the Antman. And damn i thought Ironhead told us a joke when he said somebody would want to be an ant.” laughs Kraglin.

“And then we have Black Widow here. Looks like she could kill you with her look. And the crazy witch with the red eyes.” says Peter and nods at those, too.

“How dare you talk to us like that?” says Maximoff now and Yondu whistles again. The arrow stops at her.

“Red eyes are so yesterday. ” grins Yondu and Drax laughs at that.

“I can feel how afraid they all are.” says Mantis now and Gamora looks at her.

“Thought you could only feel that, if you would touch them?” asks Gamora and Mantis giggles.

“Yes. But they are so afraid that everybody can feel it.” chuckles Mantis and Tony grins, too.

Its true. They look afraid.

“Enough enough. I’m happy to see you again Guardians.” says T'Challa now and Peter nods at that.

“The pleasure is ours.” says Rocket and his laugh says otherwise.

“So they are helping us?” asks Steve and Tony can see how he grits his teeth.

Helping?” says Tony and the Avenger flinch at his voice. Tony chuckles and presses another button. The next second Tony is visible again. Then he opens the faceplate.

“Ladies, Gentleman. I’m sure you missed me.” says Tony and he bows. Drax laugh is incredible loud.

But the reactions from the avengers are priceless.

Even Natashas mouth is open. Tony goes over toward his boyfriend and lays an arm around him. He can’t stop grinning.

“Tony?” asks Steve and Tony nods.

“The one and only, baby.”

“What the fuck?” asks Clint and Tony turns towards him.

“I’m so happy to see you, too Barton.” says Tony and then he goes over to T'Challa.

“Hey KittyCat. Everything ready?” asks Tony and T'Challa smiles at him.

“Yes everything ready. I’m glad you want to help wakanda.” says T'Challa and Tony nods.

“Yeah give us two days.” says Tony and he can hear Rocket whispering that they only need one.

“Anyway Avengers. Thats still your name right? I moved on. As you can see i have a new family.” says Tony and even Sam looks a bit angry now.

“Guardians. Lets go.” says Peter and Steve turns around.

“Wait!”

“For what?” asks Tony and before Steve can answer T'Challa holds his hand up.

“No need to worry, Captain. I thought they should deal with this, because i knew they are a lot more of a team than you.” says T'Challa and Steve gasps at that.

“What?” screams Wanda and Tony laughs.

“Oh I’m sure you’ve heard him. Thanks King. We see you later.” and with that Tony and the others use their new suits to fly. Tony flies a few loops.

“I thought you wanted to tell them that we are engaged.” grins Peter when they are a bit away from them.

“I just did!” says Tony and when Peter looks down he sees a lot of smoke coming out of Tonys shoes.

Oh no he did not!

*

“What the hell?” asks Scott when he looks up at the sky. There are flying the guardians.

And underneath them is a heart made of smoke. And there is a T and a P in the heart.

“I like him.” grins Bucky and Steve claps him on the back of the head.

Things I love about Wonder Woman

I don’t usually write text posts but here we are. I just needed to share these meaningful bits for me:


- The fact that it was WWI and not WWII was a refreshing look on the morals and human nature. Because here we ourselves have a lesser defined idea as to what we perceive as “evil” unlike our idea of WWII and Nazis. We don’t have a specific group to hate and tag as “evil” but rather we have a multitude of factors that result in “evil”.

- The pure joy I felt in witnessing soldiers of different backgrounds get their deserved presence in the film. Indian soldiers, Scottish soldiers and others (who right now I can’t recall off the top of my head!) whom we rarely get to see on the screen. Especially the normalcy of it. I mean as in there was no big fanfare that they were there, or any special overused trope tagging along. But just soldiers heading off to the front. I highly recommend taking a moment to see and really look at the train scene and it’s background characters. It will explain it much better than me.

- Sameer. SAMEER. The entire troop really but Sameer first. I loved his character as a French Moroccan secret agent! Once again with the representation. I have been to Morocco and I really thought the character was a perfect representation of their famous hospitality and charm. He was by no means perfect (no one is) but I really thought with the short time we saw him you could really get a feeling of a layered man filled with joie de vivre. That little moment between Diana and him about his love for acting was so rich with character discovery and we understand how he can be so lively with all the horrors of the world around them.

- Charlie’s battle with himself and as a representation of someone who suffers with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I was secretly glad that when the time comes for Charlie to shoot the enemy hiding in the tower he couldn’t. Because far too many times has we seen in film someone who has PTSD and then magically overcome it when they are face to face with an extremely triggering situation. In my opinion that fact that Charlie couldn’t makes his character even richer. Because we see a man who clearly has a past history with war and yet still tries through small actions and who, whether he believes it or not, is getting better. Example: he might not have been able to shoot and therefore “failed” the mission but he started to sing again which the audience then finds out is something he has not done in a long time and hence shows growth. He’s sticking through it and helping his troop. Charlie is also important for Diana because he is a clear representation of one of the realities of war that she had not come across before.

- Chief’s statement about not being able to be free in his own land anymore. I think out of all Chief is probably the one who speaks like Diana the most. Clear and precise. He doesn’t sugar coat things. He clearly states how Trevor’s ancestors came and that was the end of his peoples peace. He’s a symbol for endurance and survival. So whilst he has a hard outer shell and is a smuggler he does still hold a set of morals which he is not lost. Such as helping the townspeople and not accepting their payment.

- Etta Candy, the entire character. She might not be as in the spotlight as Diana (due to her clothes etc.) but she is just as important in terms of woman power. She’s the embodiment of the silent majority. She fights for her rights (such as being in the suffragette movement) but in a much subtle way than Diana. We can argue that this is because she was brought up in the society and hence more submissive but what matters is Etta doesn’t let this define her and she is willing to push forward for equality.

Yeah that’s it I think for now but I really can’t put my emotions for this film in words.

anonymous asked:

This isn't an inconsistency, but you might find it interesting nonetheless. During the Houston con in 2016, Jared launches into a story about eating sour lemons with Gen while visiting the Amalfi Coast in Italy between European conventions, in response to a question about the most romantic thing he's ever taken his wife on. I've always been struck by Jensen's facial expressions during this story, almost like he's remembering it happening... It's on youtube, about 25 minutes into the panel.

WELL WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS

first i gotta say that yeah jensen’s face is very sweet when jared tells the story, im sure it was a nice moment for them and he also gets that pensive face like he’s remembering, you’re right 

now i hope you’ll excuse me because im about to elaborate a bit more on this moment

so i found this vid and this one 

and basically jensen doesn’t give a fuck as usual and hets are the fucking worst as usual 

like literally, that girl asks her question “i was hoping that each of you can tell us about the most romantic date you’ve ever taken your wives on” and first we got the audience “awing”, just disgusting (where is that gif of jared gagging when you need it??) but the real IMPORTANT thing here is jensen’s reaction!!!!!!!!!!! JUST LOOK

HE’S FUCKING EYEROLLING AS SOON AS THE HET ASKS HER QUESTION!!!!!!! OH MY GOD he’s so fucking DONE honestly just look at the video, you’ll see 

pics from the other angle (i couldn’t make a gif because the person is shaking, too bad) before and after the question is asked:

he’s so fucking done!!!!!

like what the actual fuck is wrong with hets, who the fuck comes at a convention about a show to ask actors about their personnal lives?????

and it’s even worse since you’re asking closeted gay guys to make up fake stories and making them even more uncomfortable because they have to lie!!

anyway

im also really annoyed because look at all those gifs, look at them!  all those gifs were taken from this video but it has been deleted!!! im so frustrated!! because it seemed like a better angle and with this vid i think we could have had a better look at jensen’s eyeroll!!! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh!!!! if anyone has saved it, make gifs of this moment please!!! 

BUT WAIT IT’S NOT OVER YET

after the questions is asked jensen rolls his eyes but jared makes a joke so people laugh but jensen isn’t done showing he’s annoyed so it goes: 

jared: i can’t tell you the entire story

jensen: why not we’re already going down that road (while making this face)

he’s not joking there, he’s done with those hets 

and that reminds me of a video where someone asked them for a story about their kids (it was right after they had the first babies) and jensen already didn’t have time for this shit and he says something like “oh that’s it, there’s no more questions about the show, after 9 seasons, now the babies are more interesting” and people were laughing because those dumb hets can’t fucking see that jensen was seriously annoyed, they don’t understand his sarcarm, just like here in houston, they’re laughing without seeing he’s annoyed, just ugh

and then after that they don’t say anything for more than 10 seconds, nothing, just awkward silence because they have to make up some bullshit stories to answer 

so jared obviously uses a moment he had with jensen and says something very genuine which makes it look authentic, and notice how he starts by saying that his story applies to all types of couples and saying that the unscripted moments are the most important and he says that one day “gen” told him “if you buy me flowers on valentine’s day and then nothing till the next valentine’s day then you can shove your flowers up your ass” and excuse the fuck me but that’s jensen talking there (and you can see him nodding a lot while jared was saying it lol)

and then he talks about not wanting his personal life to be scripted like it is during work so what they do is that they go on walks. and excuse the fuck me but how could you go on walks regularly since you’re most of the time in vancouver and gen in the US?? oh i know because those walks are with jensen!! and i can totally see j2 going on walks after work together to relax and bound as a couple rather than just as coworkers just like that moment at the beginning of the show when jensen showed jared a nice spot to eat during wendigo or dead in the water. and then jared tells the story in italy because that’s the only place where gen could have also been, during those bearding trips, and just tell me how am i supposed to believe that gen would eat a lemon raw???? are you fucking kidding me jared???? if she had been there she would have rolled her eyes and dismiss him for stealing them just like she dismisses him when he’s being his goofy self. so yeah that’s a total j2 story and yeah see the gifs at the top for jensen’s sweet smiles

and jensen’s answer is amazing!!! because he doesn’t even bother to make something up, he’s like “yeah yeah the unscripted moments right” and then he just said that it was the honeymoon!!!! he says “we really hit it on the head with the honeymoon” “that was one of the best romantic times” and yeah jensen said the best romantic times he’s had with danneel was the “honeymoon” where FUCKING GINO was invited to and where jensen said at another con HE HAD READ A GOOD BOOK!!! HAHAHAHAHHA!!!! IS HE EVEN TRYING????!!!! you guys remember that?? right?? that con where jensen remembered a book he had read during his honeymoon, that he had picked up because he was FUCKING BORED!!! DURING HIS FUCKING HONEYMOON!!!! where he had “the best romantic times”!!! oh my god jensen is not even trying i can’t believe this omg and meanwhile that dumb audience is howling and squealing like they’re wetting their panties because jensen shared a fake ass story about his fake ass honeymoon just….. it’s so fucking gross uuuuuuuuugh

and notice when he was done with the answer he IMMEDIATELY said a quick “thanks” and moved super fast to the next question!! he HATED that het question omg

it was like that other het question about knowing their “wives” were the ones, and jared was the one to fuck it up and jensen was the one to turn it into a gender neutral answer

so to end what i wanna say sincerely, from the bottom of my heart:

FUCK THOSE HETS. FUCK. THEM.

for putting jared and jensen in those uncomfortable situations all that so they can have their little fantasies and be comforted in their fake beliefs that j2 are straight and could be happy with women