behind the beautiful flowers

No One’s Roasted Like Gaston.[Oneshot].

no one writes FANFICS LIKE EMILEE.

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

Title: No One’s Roasted Like Gaston.
Pairing: Implied!- Gaston x Reader.
Rating: T.
Words: 2,231.
Summary: Gaston thought he was undeniable to women and even some men. Has he finally found his match?

There was nothing particularly notable about the early mornings, at least, not anymore. The sky above was it usual mixture of pinks, purples and some lighter hues of blue as the sun rose and lit up the clouds, giving them a rather unique looking glow. There was a small wind, but not chilling, and brought in the lingering scent of meadows and trees. You got used to those aspects and they slowly became the norm. You began to not notice them at all, and remarked them as being every day life. If one wanted to really shake things up in a morning routine, they would count the cobblestones that made up each walkway in the village. But, that’s the thing. No one ever wanted to shake things up. They wanted things to stay the same for that is the way they had been living for as long as anyone could remember. With change came the unprecedented fear that something terrible would happen as a result.

It was the hustle and bustle of such a small village did leave one breathless and forgetful on occasion if you didn’t pay attention to where you were going and why you were going there in the first place. If one was aimlessly walking in the morning time while the sun peaked into the valley, one might be trampled by those selling goods and merchandise. Some too expensive, and some not expensive enough and left you wondering whether you had been scammed or if you had gotten a good deal.

Aimless and mindless were surely your vibe this beautiful morning. You had nowhere to be, nothing to do or see and so you actually took your time to walk through the village during one of the busiest times of day. There was a variant of smells, some of which you happened to thoroughly enjoy. Fresh bread, springtime air, a small caddy on the corner before the village square that was selling freshly picked roses. Contrary to the flowers smelling divine, the actual vibrancy of the colors caught your attention and dwindled you to stay and admire them for longer than you had intended . Vivid reds, pastel pinks, yellow whites. It looked as if these flowers belonged immortalized in a painting for the entire world to enjoy.

Smiling at the vendor who was a few feet to your right, you plucked a light, dusty pink rose out of one of the buckets full of water. It dripped down your fingers onto your wrist causing a small shudder to shoot down your arm. Miraculously, it looked as if a skilled painter had dipped their brush in the sky during dusk, mustered up enough color to splotch onto the petals of the flower. Some parts were darker than others, but all around, it was a very delicate and soft appearing flower.

“Beautiful.” You could hear someone behind you say. And without the need to turn around and see the speaker, you were already well aware of who it was. Probably looking at himself in the reflection of a window again, you snickered quietly. It was as if you could see the bright red uniform from your peripheral vision and it was already giving you a headache. Setting the flower back into the metallic bucket, you gave the vendor one more glance over and polite smile before drawing your attention to your left, with the unsuccessful hope of getting out of there without Gaston being connected at your hip.

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living the dream

Fandom: Skam
Ships: Chris x Eva and Noora x William
Summary: The double date is Chris’s idea.
(Canon compliant if you squint and pretend Chris x Emma never happened.)

Two New Messages from Christoffer Schistad:

Hey bro

You know how we’ve always said it would be cool to go on a double date

William Magnusson:

When has either of us ever said that

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Pregnant - Theo Raeken

Originally posted by tfimtrash

Requested: Hi!! Since you’re asking for Theo requests, can you do one where he finds out that y/n is pregnant?

Summary: (Y/N) finds out that she’s pregnant and struggles to tell Theo on their date. However, she’s not the only one with a surprise.

“Shit!” I whisper shout to myself, looking at the pregnancy tests laid out in front of me. I pinched the bridge of my nose and tipped my head back towards the ceiling. This can’t be happening. The only person I’ve slept with recently was Theo and… I don’t think he’s going to take this too well. We’d been dating for 4 months before he was trapped by the Skinwalkers. Then, we recently got back together roughly 3 months ago. I know that he loves me but does he really want to spend the rest of his life tied down from this young? And what about the baby? Will it be a werewolf? A chimera? Human? I sat down next to the bath and breathed deeply. I couldn’t just keep this from him! My heart-beat fastened as I realised that we were meant to be going out for dinner tonight. He’d be able to tell somethings wrong. Do you think he could smell that I was pregnant? No- don’t be stupid (Y/N)! But, after a few weeks when the heart forms and starts beating he will be able to hear it!

“Okay, calm down” I say to myself and stand up, looking into the mirror. “You can do this!” Just as I walk out of the bathroom I hear my phone ding. I look down and see Theo’s name flash on my screen. 

‘Can’t wait to see you tonight! I have a surprise for you!’ It read. I scoffed and thought to myself; you’re not the only one. I walked into my room and flopped on my bed trying to figure out how I was supposed to break the news to Theo. 

“Coming!” I shout when I hear a knock at my door. I quickly spray some mango scented perfume on before swinging the door open to find a well-dressed Theo holding a bouquet of flowers. He holds them out for me and I grab them with a large smile on my face. “What’s got you in such a good mood?” I giggled, walking towards the kitchen. Theo followed me and closed the door behind him. 

“Can I not buy my beautiful girlfriend some flowers on our date?” He asked with a hint of sass. I laugh as I fill a vase with water and put the flowers in. I breathe in their scent - lavender. The scent had always helped ease me to sleep which Theo knew.

“Shall we?” I ask, opening the front door to my apartment. 

Theo was driving me home, a smile on his face as we laughed about an old memory. Eventually, the conversation simmered to a comfortable silence. My mind went back to earlier today and all of a sudden I found myself asking…

“Would you ever want a family? Like, kids?” Theo looked at me confused. 

“Of course.” He says, looking at me quickly and then back at the road. 


“Well… when we’re ready?” I smile hearing that his first thought is of us having a family together and not just himself down the track with someone else. 

“When do you think that would be?”

“(Y/N)? Are you wanting to have kids now? Because, we’re just out of school. I think we should wait a little while.” I know he didn’t mean to hurt me with his words, but he did. My gut dropped and suddenly I felt like I was way in over my head. I can’t have this baby. “(Y/N) whats wrong?” 

“N-Nothing!” I faked a smile. 

“I can smell your anxiety, babe. You know you can tell me anything, yeah?”

“Yeah, I know.” The car stops out the front of my house and we walk inside. “Thank you for such an amazing night.” I smile and kiss Theo on the lips. “Are you staying tonight?” I ask to which he bites his lip and nods. “Great, I’ll set up the movie!” I giggle and run off as I hear him groan. I grab some snacks and put in the movie before jumping on the couch and wrapping myself in a blanket. I hear the toilet flush and I press play knowing Theo should only be a few seconds. 

“(Y/N). What’s this?” I turn around to see Theo holding a pregnancy test in his hands. My mouth opens but nothing comes out. I stare in shock. “Is this why you were asking me about a family before?” 

“Theo, I’m so sorry!” I cry, finally being able to muster something out. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” It was clear how hurt he was by he vocal inflections and his facial expressions. 

“I was going to but I- I thought you’d want to leave me.” 

“(Y/N), why would I leave you? This is amazing!” He breathes out and I furrow my eyebrows. 

“But, I thought you said you thought we weren’t ready?” 

“Well, is anyone ever truly ready?” he scoffs. He walks closer to me and sits beside me. “(Y/N), there is no one I would rather start a family with. This is just as much my doing as yours. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and our little kick ass son.” 

“Daughter. It’s going to be a girl.”

“How do you know?” He laughs.

“I’ll bet you.” 

“Can we do that? Bet on our unborn child?” 

“…Yeah?” I reply with an unsure giggle. Theo goes to embrace me in a hug but I hold my hand out. “You know I peed on that, yeah?” He immediately drops it and I laugh. He cuts me off by kissing my lips and I smile, kissing back. 

Will You?

Originally posted by nct127

Description: You’re on We Got Married with Taeyong ^_^

Warning: None

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“They’re coming today, so be prepared.”
You had been informed earlier today that a film crew would be coming over, with an announcement for you, but your manager wouldn’t say what for. Only that this will span over the course of the next few months.
You had frowned, confused at the sudden announcement, figuring it would be a good idea to just stay home and ponder over what it could possible be, waiting for the film crew to arrive and tell you what was going on.
And that’s exactly what you did. Lounging around your couch in an over sized hoodie, watching TV and waiting for the doorbell to ring. Which happened around noon, just when you were starting to slip into sleep again.
You sprang from your seat, and greeted the film crew crowding around your front door, cameras already on, filming you as they handed you a red card.
“What’s this for?” You asked the crew, but got no response, only a slight nod from one of the crew towards the card, indicating for you to read it. Holding back a sigh at being ignored, you carefully opened the envelope and removed the card, flipping it open.

To: _____
You have been chosen to be on this season’s “We Got Married”.
Your first potential husband will be waiting for you in the park.
From there you will have exactly one hour to have your first date(get the counter from the crew) and you will then move on to your second potential husband.
Then, your new life of marriage will begin.
Congradulations from,
The WGM Crew

“We Got Married?” You asked the crew. “I’m getting married?”
Again, you got no answer, only being handed a handheld timer, and then was ushered to get dressed and go to the first place to meet your first “husband”.
The ride to the park was quicker than you had hoped, but you were thankful you hadn’t been given long to wonder about this whole “husband” deal. Although you did fidget a lot on the way, fiddling with the hem of the skirt you decided to wear.  
You were the first to arrive, a potential husband no where in sight, so you took a seat on one of the park benches, watching the birds and squirrels hopping around. Tracing some letters and designs in the dirt below the bench, you nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard a soft hello from behind you. Flying from the bench, you spun on your heals, and came face-to-face with a young man. 
“H-hello.” You greeted, trying not to look to shell shocked, and bowed to him.
“Hello.” He bowed back, then held his hand out. “I’m Lee Taeyong.”
The young man was nice, and kind, not being phased by your shyness as he led you to his car that you would be taking to the spot he chose for your first date. Apparently he had chosen a somewhat quiet coffee shop, explaining it was a good place to “get a bite to each and get to know one another”.
Being a gentleman, he paid for your coffee and the muffin you picked out, and even pulled the chair out for you when you sat at the small booth near the back, and being reminded by the crew to start the date timer.
The two of you sat in a somewhat comfortable silence, as comfortable as you could be with someone you just met, as you both sipped your coffee.
“I don’t know what they tell the wives.” Taeyong started, breaking the silent. “But they tell the husbands to get together a date plan first, to give us some time to prepare. Johnny told me about this place, said the coffee was really good, and that this would be a good first date idea.”
“If we get married, I’ll have to remember to thank him. The coffee’s amazing.”
“It is.” Taeyong smiled, not only at you liking his date plan, but just the mention of marrying you made him smile.

WGM Question Time
Q: How did you feel when you met your potential bride/husband?

Taeyong: “I was…pleasantly surprised. I hadn’t expected her…but I think I’ve already made my choice on who I’m marrying.”

You: “I was shocked, to say the least. I spent a lot of time thinking about who my husband could be, but he never crossed my mind…but I’m excited.”

The date passed quicker than you would have hoped, the annoying beeping of the timer interrupting the in depth discussion the two of you were having over chicken recipes. You could see Taeyong’s annoyance when the crew cut the chat short, reminding him he needed to take you to switch spouses with the other couple.  
The other husband was nice, you couldn’t deny that. But you could easily tell he had already chosen who he wanted, and was just trying to get through the date so he could get back to her. Even with that, he tried his best with you, taking you on a walk through this massive flower garden his mother had told him about. The two of you chatted lightly, that awkward kind of chat you have with an old friend you never really cared to see again, trying to waste time until you both got to reunited with the person you wanted to be with. Thankfully, the time flew quickly, the beautiful colored flowers being left behind when you left to the final place, where you would pick your husband, or go home…

“We’ll take the two girls, and when your name is called, each husband will go to their wife choice. Once with the wife, the husband will propose. If the wife has written your name on their card, the two of you will go home, pack, and move in to the honey moon house.” The crew member explained calmly, passing you and the other wife a card and a pen, telling you to write your husband choice on the card.
“What happens if you don’t get picked?” The other wife asked.
“Then you go home.” The crew shrugged.
What if he doesn’t pick me? You wondered, handing the pen back before you were led to where you would wait for your possible husband.
You waited patiently, anxiously, as the first husband’s name was called, until he came across you. Clutching the card, you tried to steady your breath. You were the first wife, the other girl was further in the building. Bowing to you, the husband mouthed a “sorry” as he continued walking, obviously to the other wife.

WGM Question Time
Q: How did you feel when the first husband passed you?

A: I was a little hurt, but relieved that I wouldn’t have to tell him no. I’m glad he went on, I hope they’re good together.

You heart nearly jumped in your throat when Taeyong’s name was called, you strained your ears to pick up on his steady footsteps coming down the hall.
Oh god. You gulped when you saw Tae’s form turn around the corner, standing still when he spotted you. What if he keeps walkin-
Taeyong walked slowly into the middle of the room, keeping his eyes on you as you pulled on your sleeve anxiously.
“Hello again.” Taeyong smiled, bowing to you. “Can I ask something?”
“S-sure.” You stuttered, nodding slightly.
Taeyong smiled again, taking another step towards you.
“Did you have fun with me today?” He asked, another step taken.
“Yes.” You smiled lightly.
“Did you enjoy our time together?”
“Did I make you happy?” The space between you was decreasing.
“Do you think I could continue making you happy?”
“I think so.”
“Then,” Taeyong whispered, stopping a foot from you, dropping to his knee. “Will you marry me?”
You smiled at him, holding the card up, opening it and displaying the words “Taeyong Oppa, let’s get married!” to him, watching him grin.

WGM Question Time
Q: Are you happy with your spouse choice?

Taeyong: “I couldn’t be happier. I knew the moment she was already talking about us getting married, she was the one for me. She already clicked with me, and I think I clicked with her. I’m looking forward to our marriage, I’ll be good to you…jagiya…”

reasons why Gloria Estefan should play Abuela Claudia when the revival of In the Heights inevitably comes

- she’s cuban
- she likes Lin-Manuel Miranda and has said before she’s really proud of his work and what he’s doing for the Latino community
- he’s won Grammy awards, she’s won Grammy awards, they already have so much in common
- she’s cuban
- she’s roughly the same age as previous performers playing Abuela Claudia
- she’s cuban
- her voice is beautiful and makes flowers grow in a trail behind her wherever she goes
- I really love her and I want it to happen

Forbidden Flame

Part 1 (Here) Part 2

“Now Now,” Michael interrupted as he put a hand on each of your shoulders. “What the fuck is my best friends hand doing up my little cousins skirt?” You both quickly pulled away from each other you felt your face burning red while Isaiah shot right up to his feet.

“Didn’t see you there mate,” Isaiah was trying to avoid the conversation. You couldn’t be bothered with all the hiding especially now you weren’t really hiding anymore.

“We need to talk, but not here,” you break the awkward silence between you all and head for the books room.

“What are you doing?” Isaiah asks clearly worried.

“I can’t be bothered with it anymore.”

“If your brothers find out they’ll kill me.”

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Summary: Fluffy Daryl Dixon drabble

Pairings: Daryl x Reader/OC

The sweltering heat inside the convenience store was almost unbearable. It had rolled out in waves after Daryl had taken a crowbar to the edges of the wooden panels, peeling away the layers to expose the entryway that hadn’t seen human hands in what looked like years. Despite the stale air that choked down his throat and hung around his shoulders like a heavy blanket, he could still hear her humming. A habit of hers he had grown accustomed to. It had come full circle, from slightly agitating, to borderline infuriating, to mildly comforting, and now to simply a fact of his existence. If anything, it allowed him to keep tabs on her while they were out on runs, not that he felt she couldn’t take care of herself, simply that he preferred when she let him do it. It was who she was, all warmth, bright colors, and music. An enigma in the cold dark world they lived in.

She waltzed down the aisle on the opposite end as him, fingers dancing along the few items that remained as she searched for anything useful, twirling the stem of the snow-white daisy she had plucked on the road between the fingers of her free hand. A thin layer of sticky blood had coated the blade strapped to her hip, her gun unclipped in its holster for easy access. Were it not for the instruments of death she carried, she could almost be a normal girl out on a shopping trip. He knew better.

He turned his attention back to the shelf in front of him, stuffing anything useful into his backpack while he angrily flung rogue strands of messy hair out of his face for the hundredth time that day.

“If you’d just let someone cut that mop you wouldn’t have that problem.

He spared her a fleeting glance, grunting in response.

“Be able to see that pretty face of yours better, too.”

He scoffed, adjusting the strap of his partially unzipped bag across his forearm as he subconsciously ducked his head.

“The hell you wanna see this ugly mug for?”

She cocked her head to the side as she fixed him with a small smile.

“What?” he huffed as her gaze bristled under his skin, turning his face to the side just enough to catch her eye.

“You’re not ugly.”

“Aint winnin’ no beauty contests.”

She didn’t respond for a moment, studying him before raising her hand to gently brush the hair away from his face and tuck the flower behind his ear.

“I think you’re beautiful, Daryl Dixon.”

He was too baffled to respond, watching instead as her face broke out into a familiar blazing smile that caused her nose to crinkle and her eyes to sparkle. She skirted around him, resuming her song as she moved on to the next aisle. It wasn’t the first time she had stunned him into silence, and he didn’t know how to interpret the thrill that ran up his spine at the thought that it wouldn’t be the last.

Clearing his throat to shake off his surprise, he turned to follow the tinkling melody. He left the delicate plant in its place, the silliness he felt fading as quickly as it came as he tried to deny within himself that the tickle of petals across his skin was not nearly as irritating as he thought it would be.

i. Some days I wish I had been there to reach my arm out
to catch you before you had fallen—
Readjusted your crown before it slipped off your head
and shattered on the floor.
Some days I wish I had the chance to go back in time
and fix all the mistakes I had made—
Shielded you from all the horrors and traumas you were exposed to,
opened your cage and let you see how the world really worked.
Some days I wish I had treated you more like a brother
and less like an opponent—
Shown you some compassion instead of preparing for battle.
I wonder how different things would have turned out
if I had just shown you an ounce more of love.

(But those days are few and far between.
Most days I wish I had been the one
to have pulled the trigger
and pushed you off the throne myself.)

ii. “But he’s your brother.”
And I suppose they are right.
You are still my brother.
You were my brother then, and you are my brother now.
Even now, you are still my brother,
and you will always— until the moment my heart stops— be my brother.
At least the press are still getting their information right.
What a fucking terrible thing that is.

iii. I am still trying to scrub the smell of you
out of my life.
I have learned that you are a wretched scent—
One that refuses to leave once someone has invited you in.

(You are cigarettes clinging on a smoker’s clothes
years after they have quit;
Grease on a cook’s hands
hours after they have come back home;
Booze on an alcoholic’s breath
the day after they have sobered)

Even my room reeks of you—
Even after all this time we’ve spent apart—
Even after death—
Even after everything that I’ve done—
I claw at my arms for so long in the shower these days.
trying desperately to rid myself of you,
that my skin is starting to turn raw.
I’ve gone through my memories and
swallowed the ones with you in it,
chased them with pills and booze and dust—
reveled in the feeling of your name sliding down my throat,
knowing it’ll be gone by morning.

(How much longer is this going to take?
How much longer until I don’t think of you every Goddamn second of my life?
How much longer until I’m free of you?)

iv. You are
a room full of red roses:
Beautiful at first
but after a while you

(I am drowning on the petals that you have left behind.
These flowers are beautiful no longer.
Your thorns are digging into my sides,
pushing into my ribcage—

I can’t breathe.
I can’t speak.


v. I wish I could apologize for the way things turned out.
I’ve tested the words on my lips
and everything about them feels wrong.
But knowing that you wouldn’t give a damn either way
settles something inside of my chest.
Because, if I’m being honest, I don’t give a damn, either.
I’m not sorry for your sake.
I’m sorry for mine.
I wish things could have been better.

—  2/? Five Things Kevin Wants To Tell Riko (And Definitely Never Will) Part One (via deadravenkings)
Hope & Faith

request: Hey there hope you’re having a good day. Can i request a dad!bucky x reader where they have 2 kids. Reader is on a mission and bucky has to take care of the kids. Just some fluff. All in your hands. 🙌❤ Thank you. 💋

word count: 1017

warnings: none it’s all fluff

Originally posted by little--batman

Childish laughter filled the air and at the sound of angels giggling Bucky’s smile grew wide, his eyes crinkling feeling the full weight of his immense happiness. It didn’t feel real, it couldn’t be because the sight before him was miraculous -  it had to be an act of God. Bucky had lost touch with his faith but as he gazed forward his eyes never leaving your two children he knew a God must exist because he had crafted the scene in front of him.

They were beautiful, bundles of joy but above all, they were angels shedding light onto even the darkest of days. The way the little faces lit up with wonder and the way their laughter seemed to expel warmth and sunlight made Bucky sure your two children were angels from up above. They were hope, they were faith and so they were named accordingly so.

The 4 and five-year-old girls were running around a field of flowers, their white sundresses flowing in the cool summer breeze as laughter left their lips. Bucky sat and watched as his girls bent down plucking flowers from the ground and laughing to themselves as they did, he could never grow tired of hearing their mellifluous glee. Their heads turned so they could look at their father, he quirked an eyebrow at their turned heads before they broke out into another fit of laughter.

Just the sound of their giggles made Bucky laugh too, shaking his head slightly as he did. “What are my best girls doing over there?” Bucky asked and his girls smiled widely at his name for them. He received no answer as the girls took one look at him and ran off amongst the flowers their laughter not once ceasing. Bucky tried to fake being hurt but he knew what his daughters wanted so quickly he got up running after his daughters laughing as much as they were.

It didn’t take him long to catch up with them and swiftly he scooped Hope and Faith up into his arms putting them over his shoulders making them laugh and protest (despite how much they loved it, they adored being so high up and close to the sky).  Bucky span around in the circles making the girls head spin as he went replicated the shape of his love for his daughters as well as you, his wife – infinity. He loved you all to infinity.

Bucky had to put them down however when he felt them bang against his back both pleading, “Daddy, put us down!” Bucky laughed finding the sound of his two daughters trying to sound authoritative adorable but nonetheless he grounded them and brought them further away from the sky where they belonged.

Once the soft pads of their bare feet hit the ground they took flight once again to their previous position: their legs crossed and flowers adorned across their legs and the floor. Bucky sat on the blanket he had brought and put near to them and watched with content as they fiddled with the flowers around them. As the sun hit their hair, they were basked in its pleasant glow and Bucky swore he saw halos above their head.

He could watch them for hours, knowing full they were growing up and that moments like these filled with quiet and peace would soon be a rarity. They were already so big, Bucky and you both couldn’t handle them growing up because they were still the angels you were blessed both 5 and 4 years ago.

Bucky watched as they smiled and laughed not knowing how it filled his heart with joy and almost brought him to tears. It was beautiful moment one Bucky needed to see again, he took a picture like he always did of moments that he hoped he would never forget. They would go into one of his many photo albums with pride. Hope and Faith didn’t notice too consumed with whatever they were doing so Bucky sat back taking more photos of his growing girls.

When he was done so were his daughters who came bundling up to him their hands behind their backs and smiles on their faces. “What’s, up?” Bucky asked tilting his head slightly as he looked at his girls.

They simply smiled back before presenting their father with the item they were hiding behind their back. There were flower crowns made of the most beautiful flowers in the field in both Faith and Hope’s hands. “Do you like them, daddy?” Faith asked nervously as Bucky’s eyes went down to his daughters’ beautiful creations.

Bucky’s head snapped up at the sound of his daughter’s nerves and beamed up at them, “I love them but who are they for?” Bucky asked and the girls giggled.

“Don’t be silly daddy, they’re for you and mummy,” Hope replied before she stepped forward and the placed the intricate crown on his head as Faith laughed at how silly she thought her dad looked in the crown.

“Thank you, girls, but I hope that’s not my only gift.” He said and the girls in front of him looked confused before Bucky opened his arms asking for a hug from his favourite girls. Faith quickly set down the flower crown for you before she and her sister ran into Bucky’s open arms, their hands flying to his neck as they squeezed him tight.

They went to pull away but before they could Bucky was pressing kisses to their little faces making them laugh as his long hair tickled their necks. They pretended to struggle as if they didn’t love when their father showed them his undying love for them. When Bucky was done he smiled up at his daughters who were smiling just as wide.

“I love you, daddy.” Hope and Faith said in unison.

“I love you too girls, more than anything just don’t tell your mum that,” Bucky said before the girls pinky promised but not before he pressed kisses to their cheeks.

Oblivious (Final Fantasy XV Scenario)

Requested by @xionroxas:

YOU ARE AMAZING!!! During high school, s/o has been best friend with the chocobro for a long time, and they have this big, BIG crush on s/o However, s/o is ridiculously absent-minded to notice the chocobro is trying to flirt on them, get their attention, even the biggest try So… I’d like to see their fails and how the chocobro would manage that situation at the end (obviously, a happy ending) 💞

A/N: Since I’m an awkward nerd and have no idea about flirting myself, I wasn’t too inspired to write this one. Which is why it’s a bit short and I’m not too happy with the result, but I hope you guys enjoy it even if I feel a bit insecure about it :P


A sound caught your attention as you aimlessly walked around. When you turned to it, you saw a familiar blond energetically waving his hand at you.

You smiled at the sight of Prompto, as you had wondered where he had gone to. Perhaps he was chatting with Noctis, seeing as they were such good friends and you were still a bit intimidated by the prince to join them.

Prompto and you walked towards each other, closing the distance and meeting in the middle.

“H-Hi, Y/N!” He showed you a shy smile.

“There you are! I’ve been looking for you”

“You’ve… been looking for me?”

“Yeah, don’t we wait for each other and walk home together every day?”

“Huh?” He seemed absent as he scratched the back of his head. “Oh, yeah! You’re right, you’re right…”

You sweetly smiled at him as you walked together in your daily way back home.

You took notice that Prompto was oddly thoughtful and absent, yet didn’t really pay too much attention to it. Sometimes he had days like those, it was nothing to worry about.

“W-wanna do something later?” He blurted out of nowhere, speaking so quickly that you didn’t quite understand him.

“What was that?” You felt bad for making him repeat himself, since something seemed to really be bothering him.

“I… I was wondering if you wanted to do… uh…” Prompto hesitated, obviously distraught.

“Are you okay, Prompto?” You worried, placing a hand on his arm. You didn’t notice how he blushed because of it. “There’s something off about you today”

“D-don’t mind me, heh” He awkwardly chuckled, being too shy to hold your glance. “I just become even more of a klutz around cute people”

“Aw” You stared at him fondly. “Did you just call me cute?”

“Y-yeah, I… uh… I did” He piped up, finally looking into your eyes.

“You’re cute too, Prom”

“No, you don’t understand”

“What?” You asked him seeing as he had stopped walking.

“I really… I-I-I like you, Y/N!”

“I like you too, what’s this about?”

“Nooohooo” He whined in frustration, fidgeting around even more energetically than usual. “I mean I really like you! Like… like like y-you?”

You tilted your head in confusion, intently observing him. You couldn’t really understand why he was blushing, why he appeared so shy and flustered.

Until it finally hit you. At last, you realized why he would sometimes act like that.

He was trying to flirt with you! Like the time he jokingly said you two were so synchronized that you could make a great couple and awkwardly laugh when you brushed the comment off. Or like that time he froze when you pointed out how cute he looked and he spluttered out that you always looked cute.

“Prompto…” You mumbled, your heart fluttering with the discovery.

“F-forget it, okay?” Another awkward chuckle escaped his lips as he kept walking, passing you by and hoping you would follow. “Now I made it all weird, I shouldn’t have said anything, I… I knew it!”

“Prompto” Endeared by his reaction, you walked behind him trying to catch up.

But that boy was fast, and he was determined as he almost sprinted through the streets.

“You don’t even have to say anything, Y/N, just pretend that I… pretend this didn’t happen, heh”

“Prompto!” You held him back by the arm until he stopped mumbling and walking.

He turned to you with a grimace on his face, almost as though he was bracing for the horrible rejection.

“What was that you asked me before?” You tried again, knowing how to reply to his question.

“Do you wanna do something later?”

“I would love to”


You spotted Ignis approaching you, stylish and sober as usual, his hands elegantly held behind his back.

“Good morning, Y/N” He greeted you in that lovely accent of his.

“Hello, Iggy” You fondly hugged him, knowing he was too formal to initiate it.

The embrace was quick, yet when you broke away a faint flush had arrived to his cheeks. He held one hand up to adjust his glasses, keeping his glance low.

“I have something I would like to give you” You couldn’t understand why his green eyes wouldn’t met yours as he kept adjusting his glasses.

“Really?” You chuckled, surprised by his words.

Without another word, Ignis revealed that the hand behind his back wasn’t empty. It carried a beautiful bouquet of your favorite flowers.

You gasped in astonishment because of the unexpected gift and clumsily held your hands forwards to accept it. A brief smile plastered on Ignis’ lips when your hands finally wrapped around the stem of the flowers.

“Beautiful flowers for a beautiful dame” He commented charmingly.

“What… what’s this about?”

The question disarmed him, as he gaped at you, rendered speechless. For a few seconds he struggled to get the words out, and when he finally did he had to start again many times due to stuttering.

You had never seen him in such state! Ignis was always so serene and collected, so elegant and smooth!

“I merely meant to convey my… ehem… affections…” He gave you a significant glance. “Towards you, Y/N”

“You didn’t need to give me flowers for that” You exclaimed, amazed by his behavior. “I already know you like me, silly!”

Ignis sighed and shook his head, adjusting his glasses yet again.

“I’m afraid you’re misunderstanding my intentions, darling” He said lovingly like he always did whenever he used one of those terms of endearment.

“Your intentions?” You wondered out loud, intently watching him and trying to read his cryptic expression.

It was almost as though he was trying to control his features not to give out too much information about his current emotional state.

He took a deep breath –you couldn’t really tell that he was actually very nervous –and tried again.

“Yes, perhaps I’m not expressing myself correctly”

“What do you mean, Iggy?”

“I mean to say I have certain… feelings for you, Y/N”

You watched him, clueless, for several seconds until a little lightbulb turned on in your head.

“Oh!” You exclaimed, blushing in embarrassment. “Oh, I see! Ignis, I-“

“You needn’t say anything, darling” Ignis then dedicated you a sweet charming smile. “I solely wanted to present you my true emotions”

Endeared by such a sensitive attitude, you went to hug him. You felt him relaxing in the embrace as he amorously wrapped his arms around your figure.


Feeling extremely comfortable and cozy, you lightly stirred to reposition yourself in the bed you were sharing with Noctis. You grew tired of playing videogames and ended up just lying there, chatting and being lazy together.

Honestly, you expected him to fall asleep any moment. You didn’t playfully call him ‘Sleepy Prince’ for nothing.

Much to your surprise, however, he snuggled closer to you and rested his head on your shoulder.

“Noct?” You asked, puzzled by his gesture.

“What?” He complained lazily. “I’m sleepy”

“Do you always get so affectionate when you’re sleepy?” You already knew that he didn’t usually get so cuddly, yet felt the need to ask anyway.



Whatever, you thought, he was probably just especially tired that day. Why would he seek you out like that otherwise?

You heard a light chuckle coming from him, which made you wonder if he had already fallen asleep and was laughing in his sleep. Until you confirmed he was wide awake.

Something poked you in the ribs, making you jolt up slightly and cuddle to his side subconsciously. You looked down to your side to see Noctis’ finger poking you again.

“Noct!” You complained, only to look up and see a smirk on his lips.

Your friend kept on tickling you, giggling along with you as you laughed out loud and wiggled under his fingers. He only stopped once you were extremely close to him, resting over his torso panting from the tickling and leaning your head on his shoulder.

“Why would you do that, Noct?” You exclaimed in outrage between ragged breaths.

“What can I say?” He chuckled, casually resting his arms around you and pulling you even closer. “I just love the way you laugh”

“Aw” You cooed, turning your head to lock eyes with him. “That’s so sweet! You’re such a good friend”

The happy twinkle that had been in his pale eyes faded to be replaced with astonishment. His brows furrowed as well.

“Friend? That’s not the word I would have used, Y/N…”

“What do you mean?” Alarmed, you carefully pushed yourself off him and sat up straight in the bed.

“I don’t really see you as a friend, you know?”

“I’m not following…”

Noctis paused to awkwardly and bashfully scratch the back of his head. You didn’t understand this behavior, neither the blush that suddenly took over his cheeks.

“I know you maybe don’t, but I see you as… more than a friend”

“Oh…” Mortified by such confession, you hid your face on his shoulder again.

Your heart was racing, and you could feel Noctis under you, breathing heavily as well.

You felt a sudden heat creeping up to your cheeks with the thought, but you got a sudden urge to kiss him. You decided to give in to it.

Very quickly, as though he wouldn’t realize it happened and you could pretend like you never did it, you faced him again. Your lips brushed his in a light kiss and then you sheltered in his shoulder again.

Even though you heard him chuckling in content.


You didn’t think it was a big deal when Gladio placed an arm around your waist. Neither did you when he pulled you closer to his side. Nor when he grinned at you as you looked up at him.

However, when Gladio frowned and stared at you strangely, you knew something was off.

“Gladdy, why are you staring at me like that?” You piped up, holding his glance.

“Lover says what?” He burst out unexpectedly.

“Wh-What?” You had heard him, yet the words that escaped his lips were so sudden that you couldn’t utter anything different.

His grin widened, acquiring a slightly smug hint to it. You were still lost about his demeanor.

“Guess you’re my lover now” He shrugged in a way too casual gesture.

You observed him for a couple more seconds until you realized what was happening. He was teasing you! Surely, he had to be joking, just to fluster you.

“I get it” You chuckled, rolling your eyes at him. “Really funny”

“Are you kidding me, Y/N?” To remind you of the physical contact, Gladio wiggled his arm around your waist. “You’re pretty dense, huh?”  

“What are you on about?”

“You really have no idea, do you?”

“Not really…”

“What if I do this?” Cheekily, he leaned closer and just smashed his lips on yours.

You gasped in surprise, opening your eyes wide, and becoming speechless.

“Hope you got that hint, gorgeous” Gladio winked at you, completely calm.

Despite the fact that your own heart was racing inside your chest.

“You could have tried being more subtle, Gladdy” You lowly told him, extremely shyly.

“I tried being more subtle, it doesn’t work on ya” He let out a heartfelt guffaw.

“You’re embarrassing me!”

“You look cute when you get all shy!”

“Shut up!”

❝ Just like you baby. ❞

Plot: RM and you are both idols and your groups are on the MAMA SHOW AWARD and he shows skinship, he is boyfriend material on the show, on the red carpet and after the show

Rap Monster xReader

Words count: 1,1k+

For @littlee-cutiee, I hope you like it! Kyu^^.

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

Originally posted by myjaebutt

‘Welcome to all those who have just tuned into this amazing event,’ One of the presenters of the major awards said, ‘If only you could all feel the amazing vibe that is going on right now.’

‘Look at all these amazing artists,’ The female presenter said with a smile, before waving towards someone for their attention, ‘Ahhh Rap Monster!’

Said male turned to the elder lady and had a soft smile on his face. He extended his arm to a beautiful female who held onto it gently and followed him with the dress flowing freely behind. You walk with your boyfriend of a good 2 years. He had been such a gentleman since arriving to the awards show. Not only because you were both idols but because he was genuinely looking out for you, despite this not being your first MAMA. From helping you out of the limo to helping you put on your shoes before stepping into the public eye, because he didn’t want you to bend down in your beautiful dress that now adorned your perfect body.

‘Hello.’ He bowed, you still at his side.

‘You look rather dashing tonight, Rap Monster-ssi.’ The presenter complimented him with a warm smile, ‘And so does your beautiful girlfriend. Please tell us who you are bother wearing.’

‘My beautiful girlfriend and I are wearing Versace, but her beauty does more justice then my face does to the clothing.’ He now had his hand on the lower part of your back, sending shivers up your spine.

‘Please give us a preview of the amazing outfits.’ The celebrity couple were asked as a camera panned you and Rap Monster.

Rap Monster wore a black fitted suit with a red shirt that matched your stunning dress. His tie was a black bow tie that matched his black waistcoat and formal shoes. There was gold cufflinks that brought the entire outfit together. His hair was styled up with his signature smile on his face. Stepping back he gestured you so take front stage. Taking your hand, he made you twirl around so that everyone could just see how gorgeous you were looking tonight. You wore a long flowing red dress with a long back and front neck line. The sleeves were red lace, that had an intricate pattern, that ran down to your wrist with a deep slight up your left leg. You wore golden heels that matched your boyfriends cufflinks. Your hair was styled in an elegant messy bun with simple jewellery accentuating your beautiful face.

‘Doesn’t she just look so damn beautiful?’ He asked the two presenters before placing a kiss on your knuckles.

‘Absolutely stunning.’

‘I am one lucky man, aren’t I?’

You couldn’t help but chuckle, ‘You are so cheesy, Joonie.’

Lacing your fingers together, he guided you towards the walk through, ‘Rap Monster!! Over here!!!’

Being used to this, the both of you begin to pose for each click of the camera that came your way, ‘Yes over here!!!’

‘The camera’s love you Jagi.’ Rap Monster said through a smile as you both turned your head at every shout.

‘So they love me or you, Mr Rap Monster?’ You teased as his arm moved from your lower back to around your waist.

‘How about a kiss!?’ A reporter shouted out towards the two of you.

Looking at each other, Rap Monster didn’t hesitate one bit in placing a soft yet passionate kiss on your lips, ‘That is such boyfriend material !!’

‘I would like to agree with that.’ You giggle as you both break apart and laugh at what the fangirls had just said towards Rap Monster.

Skinship was something Rap Monster was never afraid off. From holding your hand, to a quick kiss and all the way to sexy whispers in your ear that would have you weak at the knees. You mentally thank yourself for having him to hold onto during those times. Walking into the main venue, you both went to take a seat. Both your groups were placed next to each other, so you were able to sit next to him throughout the entire show. Even though your group had only been around for two year, he never held that against you. He always treated you like a real artists and his Queen. Settling down, you crossed your legs and he placed his strong hand on your thigh. Leaning over, he pecked your neck before you placed a hand over his.

‘The young talent is phenomenal to see tonight!’ The host began his introduction, ‘Just look at all these beautiful and handsome idols! Aren’t they just simply amazing? Don’t worry old idols, you are all as amazing as well’ The crowd cheered, ‘And isn’t the young love just as wonderful?’

As he asked that, the camera zoomed to you and Rap Monster sitting with your groups, ‘Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!’

‘Wait what?’ You asked, shocked at the chanting that was happening.

Placing a hand on your face, Rap Monster caressed your cheek before placing a delicate kiss on it, ‘Aren’t they just adorable! Ah young love is always so inspiring. We hope for good music due to this happiness, Rap Monster.’

Nodding his head, Rap Monster smiled before pointing at you and hold a thumbs up. The show progress and you had slipped backstage to get dressed for your groups performance. All changed, BTS was before your group. Watching your boyfriend from the wings, you smiled at how god damn sexy he looked doing what he does best. Looking to the left and seeing you, he gave a quick smile and wink in your direction before returning to the show. You could swear that he had you swooning for the reminder of his stage. Soon you took the stage and the crowd went crazy.

‘Y/N!’ You heard a distinctive voice yelling out and you couldn’t help but smile hard as you spotted Rap Monster fanboying over your dancing and singing. Himself and Suga held up a board with ‘We Love You Y/N’ sprawled on it in big letters.

Chuckling to yourself you make a cute heart with your arms above your head before finishing off the performance with a bang. The last award was given as you and your group went backstage to change. With the show ending, you went to get your things together. In a changing cubical, you slipped on the dress when suddenly you felt a presence behind you. Their hand zip the dress up and place a sweet kiss on your neck.

‘You were amazing, baby.’ The familiar voice made you melt in his touch, ‘I am so luck to call you mine.’

Turing around you see he is all dressed in his formal clothing as well, but his arms are behind his back, ‘What you got there, Joonie?’

‘Just some beautiful flowers for an even more beautiful woman.’ He produced a bouquet of stunning red roses.

‘They are gorgeous.’ You take them in your hands and inhale their sweet fragrance.

‘Just like you baby.’

I’d Step On A Lego For You (Nolan Holloway imagine)

Originally posted by thegayfleet

Request: Can you do an imagine with Nolan where him and reader have their first big fight and to make it up to her he plans something sweet and romantic and tells her he’d do anything for her even step on a Lego which becomes their thing that they say instead of I love you.

Warning(s): fluff

“Can we not argue about this?” (Y/N) asked Nolan, her boyfriend, as soon as they walked into her house.

“So you don’t want to talk about the fact that you were flirting with Gabe?!” Nolan exclaimed.

“Are you kidding me! I was not flirting with Gabe! He was asking me questions about Biology, because he’s failing the class!” She yelled.

Nolan snorted, “Sure, then why was he all over you?” He asked his girlfriend.

(Y/N) took a deep breath in, “He was not all over me! I had tripped and fell when I got to my locker and saw him there and he caught me” She truthfully spoke.

She shook her head, “I don’t have time for this Nolan, if you don’t believe me then fine, leave. If you can’t simply even trust me, then why are we together” and with that (Y/N) jogged up the stairs to her room and locked her door.

Nolan sighed and sat on the couch while resting his head in his hands.

He heard his phone ringing and looked at the caller ID.

Great, just the one person he wanted to talk to. Gabe.

“Nolan! Before you say anything let me explain what really happened!” Gabe exclaimed through the phone.

“The moment you saw me holding (Y/N) was because she had tripped and fell and I caught her. You out of all people should know she’s clumsy. Anyway, while that happened, I decided to ask her about Biology because that’s why I was waiting for. I suck at Biology and I’m failing and I know she’s smart and she loves it. That’s all it really was. Just me asking her about Biology, I swear that’s it” Gabe finished.

Nolan sighed into the phone, “I messed up, she was telling the truth. Thanks for explaining Gabe but I have to go” and he hung up the phone.

What was he supposed to do now to make his girlfriend forgive him?

(Y/N) heard a soft knock on her bedroom door and opened it to reveal Nolan.

She glared at him and went to close the door but he had stopped it with his foot.

“What do you want Nolan? To yell at me again?” (Y/N) asked as she folded her arms across her chest.

Nolan shook his head ‘no’, “Not at all, I wanted to apologize”.

(Y/N) stood there and unfolded her arms as a way of telling him, ‘Go on’.

He moved his hidden arms from behind his back to reveal a big beautiful bouquet of her favorite flowers and held them in front for her to take.

She gently took the flowers from him and clutched them between her two hands.

“I should be able to trust you around other guys and I should be able to believe you and not deny everything you told me when it was all the truth. I’m such a horrible boyfriend for ever thinking and accusing you of possibly cheating on me with someone else. I don’t want to lose you and I can’t because you mean everything to me. You’re my whole world (Y/N) and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Hell I would do anything for you, I would step on a Lego or multiple Legos.” Nolan spoke.

“You’d step on a Lego for me? That’s pretty serious” (Y/N) finally spoke after Nolan’s apology speech.

“Yes I would, I mean it. It is pretty serious because if I’m willing to step on a Lego for you, it means I love you” Nolan added.

(Y/N) looked at Nolan with adoring eyes when she heard the three words that came out of his mouth.

“I’d step on a Lego for you too” She said back and Nolan smiled.

(Y/N) set the bouquet down and Nolan was quick to cup her face and kiss her passionately.

Ever since that day, the pair would exchange the words, “I’d step on a Lego for you” as their way of saying I love you.

People around them might think it’s odd but once the couple explained, everyone gushed about how cute it was.

(Y/N) walked up to Nolan and stood in front of him while holding his hands, the two smiled at each other.

“I’d step on a Lego for you (Y/N)” Nolan spoke, “And I would step on a Lego for you too Nolan” She replied back.

The two stood there and looked at the priest while (Y/N) was dressed in a beautiful white gown and Nolan in a suit.

“I do” they both answered while smiling at each other.

“You may kiss the bride” and Nolan cupped (Y/N), his now wife, face and kissed her gently while she did the same.

Dating a Park at a Park ( Park Woojin )

Author’s Note: please ignore the bad title lmao.. I hope you enjoy my first writing :-) 

Character: Park Woojin

Genre: Fluff☁️

Word Count: 1,345


You and Woojin have been dating for a while and are all cute n lovey dovey.
You guys decide to go on a date to the park because it’s nice out and nature is lovely.

It was early in the afternoon and Woojin receives a text from you saying:

Y/N: “Woojinie!! It’s nice out so let’s have a date day at the park :-) <3″ 

He smiles reading the text and blushes slightly at the little heart emoji at the end of your text. 

Woojinie: “Alright. I’ll meet up at your place at 12:00?”

You instantly rely to the text, agreeing to it and happily go to your bedroom, ripping everything out of your closet trying to find a cute outfit to wear. After throwing as many outfits as you could, you finally settle for a simple outfit: a long knit cardigan with a simple tee tucked into some high-waisted shorts. You had around a hour left before he were to arrive and ran to the bathroom to throw on some simple makeup and appreciating how cute you looked, hoping that your boyfriend would too once he got here. 

Woojin was probably as frantic as you were, throwing on as many outfits he had as well, also settling with a simple outfit of a graphic tee that looked nice with the flannel he wore over, rolling up the sleeves, and a pair of ripped jeans. It took around 10 minutes to take a car to your place, so he used his time wisely, making sure he had all of the things he needed for the day, aka his wallet, phone, and his love for you ;) im sorry lmao.  Looking at the time on his phone and realizing it was almost 12, he runs outside and catches a taxi to your place. 

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One Day | Oh Sehun

Rating - Fluff

Word Count1.2k+

Summary - In which you attend your sister’s wedding with your boyfriend Sehun - along with his group members - and you begin to think about your future.

Originally posted by luderella


As I put the last flower in my beautiful unni’s hair, I gave her a smile through the mirror of the dressing table she was sat at. It was her wedding day and we were both beyond excited.

“I can’t believe you’re already getting married, I could’ve sworn it was yesterday when we were running around the house playing tag” I chuckled before feeling a tear roll down my cheek, and I instantly wiped it off. But it was too late, as she looked at me with watery eyes as well. “Hey! Don’t you dare start crying! I spent half an hour on your make-up” I scolded as she lightly laughed and attempted to fix the little damage she made.

“Finally found my Mr. Right…” She sighed as she admired a picture of her and he fiancé, which was stuck to the mirror. “Speaking of, when’s yours arriving?” She asked looking up at me as I blushed

“I’m not sure I texted him a few minutes ago, he said he’s going to arrive with the boys in about 20 minutes” I smiled, fixing my dress as she smirked “What?” I laughed as she shook her head

“I was rhetorically speaking, but you actually answered as if I was asking about Sehun” She giggled as I gave her a light shove. “You really like him don’t you?” She smiled and I lightly nodded. Oh Sehun was everything that I could ask for in a boyfriend; He’s caring and sweet, takes care of me but still gives me the freedom to live my own life, he’s my rock whenever the world is knocking me down and he’s simply just the perfect person to be around. He had gotten close to my family through the course of our dating life, that’s why he was mostly invited to all of my family events and vice-versa.

Sehun’s POV

I fixed my bow tie for the hundredth time looking in the mirror and checking whether my hair looked too messy, or too slicked back. I know that none of the attention is going to be towards me this afternoon, which I will enjoy quite a lot. Meaning, I’ll be able to spend more time with Y/N and share her happiness. Her family had also invited the rest of the boys, and by observing the annoyed expressions they were giving me, I’m pretty sure I was the one taking the longest amount of time to get ready.

“Your bow-tie is fine! Your hair is fine! Your suit is fine! Everything is fine. Seriously we’re gonna get late!” Junmyeon hyung, exclaimed before plopping down onto the couch along with Chanyeo

“It’s not like it’s your bloody wedding! It’s her sisters, you’re just Y/N’s date” Jongin added and I shot him a glare.

“Don’t worry, our maknae is definitely her family’s future son-in-law” Minseok continued, but Junmyeon hyung calmed them down before things got out of hand. Sure, Jongin had a point, but now that I’m practically family to them, I should look equally as presentable. I heard my phone go off, notifying me that I got a text, so I checked it.

Baby: You’d better be setting off; the groom’s side has already arrived

Me: Got it! See you there beautiful x

Baby: Bye handsome x

“Okay, Lets go!” I announced as I got my keys out and they all let out a relived sigh

“Okay so let me get this straight, when we tell you a million times, you don’t listen. But when you receive a text from Y/N, you’re out the door in 0.3 seconds. I see” Baekhyun laughed

“Don’t make me regret taking you guys along with me. When we’re there, all of you are mature and sophisticated. Nothing else” I instructed as we got into our cars.

“Our Maknae is becoming a big boy!” Yixing hyung exclaimed fanning his eyes as if he was about to cry of happiness.We drove to the venue which was a beautiful open field, with white garden furniture with a mix of baby-blue and lilac decorations. Y/N had worked her little socks off these past 3 months planning this wedding and everything looked perfect. I saw her perfect smile beaming at the guests who had arrived early as she showed them to their tables. I smiled to myself, staring at her with sheer admiration in my eyes, realizing once again, how lucky I was to have her.The boys soon cleared themselves out to their table, chatting with the other guests as I stood watching Y/N fixing some of the decorations, and I decided to finally greet her


As struggled fixing a little lily that had fallen off of the flower display, I felt someone creep up behind me and my heart began to race. I calmed down as I caught a whiff of Sehun’s familiar musky scent and he reached up from behind me and fixed the flower.

“Hey beautiful” He whispered in my ear as he placed his arms around my waist, placing his head in the crook of my neck and I let out a giggle

“Hello handsome” I greeted turning around in his grip so I could face him, linking my hands behind his neck.

“May I just say you look breathtakingly gorgeous today” He cheesily smiled as I looked down at our feet. He seemed more silent and tense than usual as I felt his arms flex at the sight of my parents

“Do they still manage to make you nervous?” I giggled placing my hand on his cheek and he lightly shook his head before letting out a nervous laugh “Then what is it?” I asked getting slightly worried as he was never like this when my family was around

“I don’t know… It’s just… It’s a big day for your sister, do you really want me and the other dimwits here?” He asked quietly as I shook my head as I turned to see the boys messing around on the table

“Sehun you’re one of the most important people in my life, so are those dimwits. Trust me I want you here as much as everyone else does” I reassured as I got up on my tip-toes and gave him a light peck on the lips.

 The program soon began as the traditional exchanging of vows and what not took place. That was heartless. I apologize. But as my sister slipped a ring onto her new husbands finger, Sehun came closer to me, wrapped his arms around my waist once again and placed his head on top of mine

“That’s going to be us one day yeobo” He teased and he kissed my cheek as felt them heat up. I lightly shoved him backwards, only earning a light laugh and I shook my head “I’m being serious jagiya, there’s no one else in the world, who I’d rather spend the rest of my life with” He cooed swaying us lightly at the beat of the soft tune, playing in the background. I turned around to face my beautiful boyfriend, just enjoying his presence in such an important event in my life and I placed my head on his chest

 “I love you Sehunnie…” I mumbled looking towards our intertwined fingers as we continued to slow dance along with my family as my sister was having her first dance

“I love you too Beautiful. More than anything” He whispered back before pulling me into a passionate kiss. Maybe that is going to be us one day…

A/N: Hope you guys loved reading this as much as I loved writing it! 

-Shazz xx


The Plan Pt.2 -Will

Anonymous said to simplysdmnPart 2 to your WillNE imagine? Xoxo love your writing

A/N: This has been in my ask for a long time so figured it was The Plan. Sorry for the wait babe! Hope you like it! Thank you @whateverbabeslove for the help. I love you <3 (Give her a follow while you’re at it!)

The Plan Pt.1


I woke up the next morning to a message on my phone off of an unknown number, reading the message I saw it was Will, a smile instantly hitting my face. The memories of last night started flowing in and putting an even brighter smile on my face. I looked up at the ceiling and laughed. Stephen’s stupid plan actually worked.

Hey, this is Will, could you call me when you see this?

I sat up and dialed the number as quick as I could and waited for a reply.

“Morning Y/N?” I smiled at his voice.

“Hey. How are you? Sleep well?”

“Other than this deadly hang over, I’m fine, what about yourself?” He chuckled.

“My head is throbbing but what can I expect?”

“That’s true. You up to anything today?”

“No. Just think I’m going to hang out with the boys today. What about yourself?”

“I’ll be with Gee and Stephen today.” 

“Nice.” He hummed, leaving us in an awkward silence.

“Since, we’re not doing anything special today, actually never mind. Forget I said anything.” I smiled at his awkwardness.

“No, go on. I’m not one to judge.” He huffed.

“This is going to sound proper weird and basic. Would you like to meet up for Starbucks today? We have nothing better to do today but you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” He voice got faster as he spoke. I could already tell he was shy and didn’t know how to say what he wanted to say.

“Will, I would love that. What time and what Starbucks?” He gave me a time and made sure I had enough time to get ready.

I ran to the bathroom and grabbed my towel and clothes pushing Cal out of the way.

“Y/N! I need to shower too! If I remember correctly this is my flat!”

“Yeah? Well, I’ve got a some sort of a date soon so I need to hurry.” He stopped arguing and started questioning me until I shut the door on his face. I brushed my teeth and hopped into the shower. Once I was done, I dried myself down as quick as I could and got dressed. I had ordered an Uber just before I got into the bathroom so I could leave as quick as possible. I grabbed my bag and said goodbye to the boys and made my way to my Uber.

He was already there sitting at a table with a seat on the other side of the table. His leg was bouncing telling me he was nervous. I smiled and walked into the coffee shop and sat down across from him. He jumped out of his seat when he looked up.

“God, you scared me.” He laughed, his hand on his chest.

“I’m sorry.” I giggled, standing up to give him a hug.

“What are you going to drink?” 

“Let me pay just this once.” I pleaded.

“Not happening, go on tell what are you going to drink.” I told him my order and told him I’d pay him back.

“No way, so they literally followed you home?” He looked shocked.

“Yeah, my mom and I were so creeped. We took so many turns that wouldn’t lead us home but they didn’t want go away.”

“That’s crazy, that’s how your address got leaked?”

“Yeah, I moved out after that I didn’t want crazy people showing up at my house.” I laughed.

“Make’s sense.” We talked more for a bit more before we decided it was time to leave.

“I hope we can do this again.” I told him as we walked out Starbucks.

“Me too.” His face turning red.

“You’re so shy, it’s so cute.”

“Don’t be like that! You were the same last night!” I giggled as he pulled me in for a hug. 

“See you soon.” I gave him a kiss on the cheek before getting into my Uber home.

I sat in front of my makeup desk, making sure that everything was perfect. My hair was lightly curled and fell on my back. My makeup was dark but made it look a little bright in some places. I adjusted my dress one more time so I wasn’t uncomfortable when I sat down or when I walking. I slipped on my shoes and made my way to my living room, waiting for Will to come.

The door bell rang and I practically ran to the door almost tripping over myself. I stood in front of the door, fixed my self and gracefully opened the door. 

“Jesus Christ Y/N. You look fantastic.” He looked me up and down. He looked gobsmacked.

“Will, stop.” I shied away but opened the door further to let him in. “I mean look at you in your tuxedo, looking all fancy.” He smiled.

 “But we both know all eyes are going to be on you tonight.” He pulled out a bouquet of flowers behind his back and handed them to me. “These are for you. Beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady.” I giggled and gave him a kiss on the cheek, thanking him as I went to find a vase. Once I found a vase, I grabbed my purse and jacket and we made our way to the restaurant.

 The dinner was filled with laughter and and smiles. The conversation was flowing smoothly along with the alcohol.

“Can I try what you got?” I asked him as I peered over my plate to look at his.

“Only if you let me feed you.” I sighed playfully and leaned over the table with my mouth opened. He put whatever he was eating in my mouth and then I sat back down.

“What’s that?”

“Some sort of chocolate cake.”

“It’s very rich, I don’t like it very much.”

“I like it excuse you.” I rolled my eyes and laughed. Once we were done our dessert we sat and talked for a little more until we decided to leave.

“Just before we go, God I don’t even know how to say this.” He voice was laced with nervousness making me worry,

“Is everything alright?” I asked, taking his hand in mine, making him gulp.

“Yeah, it’s just thought it was time I asked you. We’ve known each other for a few months now and I’ve decided that I just, oh God, if I’m being honest I’m shitting myself here Y/N.” I laughed and squeezed his hand reassuring that everything would be fine.

“Well, I was wondering if you’d like to be my girlfriend? You don’t have to say yes by the way.” He looked extremely nervous and it took all my might not to give him the biggest kiss I could ever muster and say yes. 

“Will, I would love that.” I smiled brightly. He sighed in relief and kissed my hand.

“I was so worried you’d say no, I swear I’m about to cry, I was shitting it.” He blabbered on, making me laugh.

“You always worry for no reason but it’s cute.” He smiled.

“I think I could get used to being called cute all the time.” He laughed.

“Me too.”   

Star-Crossed Lovers

Originally posted by memoriescuselove-lovekills--blog

Requested by @phan—anime:

“Can I request a Loki imagine ? Where you and him are secretly dating and when the avengers find out they are really scared for you but when they see how sweet he is with you they give up and think that they are adorable together 😂 I hope this makes sense- if you decide to do it can you tag me please !? Xx”

Warnings: Fluff, swearing

Notes: Slight AU where instead of Loki impersonating Odin he is on the run from him.

11:23 pm. 

The bright red digits glowed at you from the alarm clock placed on your bedside table. Your eyes flickered down to the small space between the floor and your door to ensure that it was still dark indicating that the hall lights were off and that everyone else in the tower had gone to sleep.

He should be here.

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Kiss Me Better (12/?)

Pairing: Bucky x Reader, Loki x BFF!Reader

Word Count: 705

Summary: More museum shenanigans.

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When you finished the mummy exhibit, Bucky tugged on your arm, leading you to something that caught his eye. 

“Can we?” he asked, indicating to a sign about a space presentation. 

You pulled out your phone to check the time. “Sure. We have more than an hour until the next showing, though. Wanna get some lunch?” 


You bought the tickets and headed out to find somewhere to eat. You opted for a diner, which thankfully, didn’t have any problem with Bucky ordering his guacamole bacon burger. Bucky took a long time to eat, as he talked the whole time; about the dinosaurs, the mummies, and the book about the ‘piggie’. You were in awe of the change in him, and hated to stop him short, but you needed to get going if you wanted to make it back in time. 

He watched the show, mouth agape and hardly daring to blink. A couple was sat near you, speaking in low voices during the show. Bucky turned and shushed them. You covered your mouth in fear of bursting out in laughter, earning you dirty looks from the couple that no doubt expected you to scold him. After the show, you noticed Bucky was starting to become sluggish. It was nearing his nap time, but you still had one more thing you wanted to see before heading back. 

“Was dis?” he looked at the greenhouse looking thing in confusion. 

You took his hand and led him to the front. “Let’s find out.” 

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