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Trouble in Canada

Request: “I’m your husband, it’s my job.”

a/n: I hope you enjoy this itty bitty 10 page writing that I’ve been working on for a few days now ! 😉 ALSO @whitechocolateperfection wanted some angst so I wrote some angst and I hope y’all enjoy and I’d love to know your thoughts!!!

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“I’ll see you at the next session?”

            You picked your head up from rummaging in your bag and smiled at Ethan, your cooking class instructor, “My husband might be back in town, but I’ll see,”

           Ethan nodded his head steadily.  After a while of looking at each other, you diverted your gaze down towards the wooden table.  You saw his tapping fingers slowly make their way towards your hand that was rested on the table.

           Quickly, you moved your hand, and placed your engagement and wedding ring back on your left hand.  You did’t like cooking with your rings on in fear that they could fall down the drain if you were washing your hands, “Uh, Thanks for the lesson, I’ll see you later.”

           You heard an audible sigh escape his lips, “See you next week, Mrs. Mendes.” 

           As fast as you could, you scurried out the door and saw your friend, Jessie, waiting for you outside.  She saw your flustered expression and smirked, “Looks like the teacher has a crush on the student.” 

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SO! I decided to do one of these too! I’m going on a 4 day weekend after thursday so please send some of these into my askbox! I’ll be finishing up the pallette requests and starting these during my small break!
Also feel free to reblog and play with these too! If you use these for reference without asks please tag me for credit!

anonymous asked:

Gypsy isn't a slur. Besides there are more groups than just Romani. only sjws think that's a slur and actual gypsies are not offended by that word.

i know there are more groups than just Romani (which is an umbrella term for numerous sub-groups btw)…they are treated appallingly here in Europe so don’t condescend to me (esp. since you don’t even live here)

but anyways i think i’ll continue listen to actual Romani mutuals who’ve taken the time to educate me on why it’s a derogatory term rather than some faceless anon who most likely doesn’t even belong to that ethnic group

like how dare you dismiss Romani ppl who might object to that term as “sjws”…just piss off mate -_-



*plays the sad sings they usually play when doing dog shelter commercials*

Every day, these two are getting picked on and hurt by a Chocolate Loving Gremlin and Pokemon furry Shark.

*flashes image of a leprechaun on a shark with a flower*

These kids need your help.
And it only costs


More merch for me! I ordered some stuff by @aileine from Redbubble (a mug, a notebook, some stickers, a print, a pillow) and I’m the happiest bean rn because my Eruri-collection keeps growing and seriously…her stuff is amazing and looks awesome on the products *__*. The quality itself is also very good!

If only the Eruris themselves could keep away from my stuff =__=

They take couple-baths in my tea (til Erwin farts at least)…

…and they try to take glances at my notebook. Those fuckers.

Betty and Jughead: *start sleuthing around together*


Originally posted by cohlc

Betty and Jughead: *are the perfect embodiment of the ray of sunshine/quiet loner trope*


Betty and Jughead: *are constantly sweet to and supportive of one another*


I really didn’t mean for this to happen guys!?!?


animelover7234  asked:

Hello if your not to busy Id love to see your take on dancer!Nico and pianist! Will ( I just really like dance aus)

(i hope you really like this dance au then)

for the sake of this au im feeling a college setting? like a liberal arts college where will’s a music major and nico’s a dance major and that’s how they meet is through the college

  • so nico started dancing when he was little bc bianca started dancing and when bianca died nico kept dancing bc he felt close to her when he did
  • will’s mom taught him how to play guitar but that just wasn’t it for him so he started taking piano lessons instead and listening to him play??? boy oh boy the music and then that adorable shy smile he had whenever he finished a song combined could cure cancer
  • so image that at this college they’re going to there’s a freshman showcase which is basically just for the administrators to decide whether or not the first year of school has been worth their while (if not oh well we can’t ahve people like you ruining our good name (((which im sure is totally not something colleges do but bear with me)))) 
  • everyone’s required to be there for the “dress rehearsal” so basically a bunch of bored 19yos sitting in an auditorium waiting their turn to get up onstage and nico’s just minding his own business messing around on his phone or something and then he hears,,, the best sound he’s ever heard???? someone playing the piano like they should be alongside an angelic choir???
  • nico doesn’t have a chance to find that pianist before he has to get backstage to get ready to go on but after he finishes his dance he runs around looking for an unmistakeable head of angelic blond curls
    • will was in the back of the audience unable to take his eyes off that dancer. how does someone move like that???? as soon as the dancer was off the stage will was on his feet running toward one of the back hallways to try to catch that guy before he leaves
  • nico finds will first, basically just runs up behind him, grabs his shoulder to spin him around, and honestly both of them are kind of shocked because the other is so pretty??? but nico snaps out of it first
    • nico: you write all your own songs??
    • will: yes, you choreograph all your own dances??
    • nico: yes and i want to dance to one of your songs
    • will: that’s good bc i want you to dance to one of my songs
    • nico: i also want to go get some coffee with you or something so we can talk about this more
    • will: i also want that should we go now?

i hope this is,,,, in any way realistic?? possibly.

thanks for the suggestion!!

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opulent // kms

Originally posted by sugabeats

→ vampire!au, rich!au, slight business!au
→ ❝…id like to request a minseok vampire au that maybe someone tries to another vampire tries to seduce or flirt with the reader and he gets really possessive of her? like he doesn’t want them to touch his mate…❞
→ word count: 1.2k
→ *i wrote this via my phone so sksksks excuse any typos !!

as minseok’s delicate fingers kissed the smooth skin of (y/n)’s legs under her long gown, she kept a steady, peaceful hum ringing in the back of her throat.

her keen eyes were trained on the neon signs they passed in their limousine, the indications of blooming life sending her into a hypnotized state. the evolved nature of human beings had always fascinated her to a great extent, but she found the night-life truly enchanting.

“have i told you how beautiful you look tonight?” her mate murmured, catching her attention with a gentle kiss to the jaw.

“three times now,” she responded, smiling shyly at his sugar-coated compliment.

the moment she turned her head to the left, she was met with his captivating gaze. his eyes glowed a bright red shade in the lighting, pairing incredibly well with the natural radiance of his skin. had he not been so bounteous with his touches, she might’ve began to doubt whether or not he was truly tangible. though he was one of her kind, she saw him as somehow set apart from everyone else; a rarity within their species.

his lips curled up into a smile as their vehicle came to a slow stop in front of kim junmyeon’s mansion.

“good,” he spoke lovingly, “i wouldn’t want you to forget how wild you drive me.”

“what time should i pick you up, sir?” their driver asked after the partition slowly rolled itself down.

“midnight,” was his response, “i don’t plan on staying too terribly long.”


each person in the large house drank cool red liquid from clear wine glasses until the blood droplets stained their lips a sheer crimson shade, leaving them all looking a little less like spurious humans and bit more like what they really were—dangerous beings glamorized in a tempting, deceitful light.

minseok and (y/n) were a couple that stood out slightly within a group of beings that reeked of opulence, as both of them appeared much more personable to the people around them. their grins didn’t seem as feigned; their laughs were loud and authentic.

this was the person minseok became around his mate—a much kinder, more pleasant person. her toothy smile melted his cold exterior, abandoning him with nothing other than his hidden vulnerability.

they’d eventually managed to further isolate themselves from their peers by lounging in the cool air of junmyeon’s outdoor patio, basking in each other’s company while they could.

the pair did so until his phone beeped twice as he received a message that said he was needed back inside for a few minutes.

he sighed, stuffing the phone back into the pocket of his slacks.

“sorry,” he muttered. this was one second prior to pressing a chaste kiss to her cheek, careful as to not ruin her makeup, “jongin and sehun need some help closing a deal with one of our guests.”

“it’s okay, i promise,” she responded sincerely, watching as he set his wine glass onto the marble table opposite them. she gave him just enough time to rise to his feet before tugging on the collar of his suit jacket. in doing so, she pulled him into a quick kiss, one that left the slightest bit of nude lipstick around the edges of his lips, “just try not to take too long.”

he left her companionship with a smile gracing his face at the idea of his girlfriend adoring his own enough to dislike their parting.

much like her boyfriend, chae haseon was also a man who’d taken a liking to this woman. when minseok walked past him, he took it as an opportunity to take his place outside, where she was patiently—despite how bored she felt—waiting.

when he sat down next to her, (y/n) put on a friendly smile—mostly because she was grateful she wouldn’t have to bear her own weariness toward the party alone.

it wasn’t until he brought a finger up to wipe a drop of blood from the corner of her mouth that she began to grow weary of him.

she felt that his words were spoken too close to her ear, and that he was touching her far more than what was needed. she knew him, but no, she didn’t know him—all of these little things together made her feel uncomfortable.

the woman would’ve said something, had the setting been different. she didn’t want a fight to erupt—that could easily hurt her mate’s future work.

while haseon was in the midst of telling her how stunning the low-cut dress she wore made her look, his sentence came to an abrupt stop, silenced by the distinct sound of footsteps behind them.

“i love that dress on you, doll. just looking at you tonight makes me want to—”

in an instant, he was retracting his touch from her fabric-covered thigh.

(y/n) inwardly let out a sigh of relief as she turned to face minseok, feeling her eyebrows unfurrow themselves.

“no, no, please continue,” he drawled out. his lips curled around those words very slowly as he tried to keep his anger concealed, but he couldn’t manage to keep such a faux calm for long; his eyes flashed a darker shade of red and hie continuation slipped out as a mere hiss, “i’m dying to hear all about what you’d do to my girl.”

this was the persona he had shed within the past year—the one that made everyone so frightened to be near him. he didn’t find its reappearance to be unjustified, either. setting aside how much he despised the way the other man looked at her, he could see (y/n)’s discomfort from all the way inside the house.

haseon nervously scrambled out of his chair in response. he was a bit annoyed himself, yet he knew better than to pick a fight with someone like kim minseok.

he did his best to take refuge inside, but even with speed such as his own, minseok had managed to take a firm hold of his shoulders before he was able to do so.

the taller of the two unclenched his jaw and brought his lips down to the blonde’s ear in spite of their impeccable hearing.

“if you even think about looking at her in such a way again,” he whispered, pausing momentarily to glance at his mate’s new look of concern, “i’ll make you wish you’d really died all those years ago.”

his voice lowered to a furious whisper as he went into detail, pretending she couldn’t hear every vile thing that left his mouth. while he was outward with his feelings, he wished to not worry her any further.

“are you alright?” she asked once haseon was finally allowed to scurry away.

“i should be asking you that question,” minseok muttered while sitting himself back down in his seat.

he still looked like he may murder someone, yet it visibly comforted him when she lifted a hand to carefully brush the brunette hairs away from his eyes.

“i’m fine,” she answered truthfully. she was alright, now that haseon was gone, “you, though, i’m not so sure about. it looks like you want to murder someone.”

she smiled jokingly, attempting to lighten the atmosphere around them.

“well, you aren’t wrong.”

he sighed and rested his head on her shoulder.

her fingers kept combing themselves through his hair as she suggested, “so, let’s kill someone.”