but everything was so cute i had to okay

🐰 EASTER SENTENCE STARTERS.

Happy Easter to those who celebrate!

❛ What are your Easter plans? ❜
❛ You’re never too old to hunt some eggs! ❜
❛ I’m going to Church, mind joining me? ❜
❛ I hope you have a wonderful Easter my friend! ❜
❛ I can’t believe it’s supposed to snow on Easter! ❜
❛ We’re coloring some eggs for Easter, want to help? ❜
❛ I’m baking some goods for Easter, mind helping me? ❜
❛ Are you supposed to boil the eggs before coloring them? ❜
❛ Hey! I got a dollar in one of my plastic eggs! ❜
❛ I never really went egg hunting, ever in my whole life. ❜
❛ So, you walk around and find eggs? That’s it? ❜
❛ Are you going to go shopping with me later? ❜
❛ How does this outfit look? I’m going to wear it for Easter. ❜
❛ Who gets drunk on Easter? ❜
Oh, Easter! Another holiday to use as an excuse to drink! ❜
❛ I drink on all holidays, especially Easter. ❜
❛ I’ve got a surprise egg for you! ❜
❛ Help me fill these eggs with candy. ❜
❛ I can’t believe it’s already Easter. ❜
❛ I never really cared much for Easter, or any holiday. ❜
❛ You didn’t come to the Easter festival today? ❜
❛ Isn’t this like for kids more than anyone? ❜
❛ A holiday to play with eggs! Sounds delightful! ❜
❛ I’m taking my child to see the Easter bunny, want to tag along? ❜
❛ I always loved getting my picture taking with the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ This egg is my egg, I’m keeping it. ❜
❛ Please don’t say you’re wearing that? ❜
❛ I made you a Easter basket. ❜
❛ I got you a Easter basket anyway. ❜
❛ Easter candy is my favorite! ❜
❛ Don’t wait up for the Easter Bunny for that one. ❜
❛ Christmas and Easter are probably the two holiest days in the Christian calendar. ❜
❛ I enjoyed watching the Easter Parade. ❜
❛ The shops are closed on Easter. ❜
❛ Are you going to that Easter thing this weekend? ❜
❛ I’m decorating for Easter, want to help out? ❜
❛ Hey, check out this cool Easter banter I’m going to hang later. ❜
❛ I have a chocolate egg just for you. ❜
❛ I love Easter and all the pastel coloring! ❜
❛ Pastel colors are Easter’s aesthetic. ❜
❛ I just love all these pastel colors! ❜
❛ Tell me, what is Easter again? ❜
❛ Ahh, Easter! Another holiday with great candy! ❜
❛ I’m so not ready for Easter yet. ❜
❛ So, doing anything fun for Easter coming up? ❜
❛ I hope you have a wonderful Easter weekend! ❜
❛ I always loved Easter as a child! ❜
❛ Easter is like my favorite holiday! ❜
❛ I got you a Easter card, hope you like it. ❜
❛ What should I get my boy/girlfriend for Easter? ❜
❛ I really wanted to get you something for Easter. ❜
❛ We should totally sign up to be in this Easter parade. ❜
❛ They’re handing out free candy because it’s Easter this weekend. ❜
❛ They do have Easter baskets on sale, want to get check them out? ❜
❛ There is nothing in this basket but candy? ❜
❛ I’ve got some extra Easter supplies you can use to make a basket. ❜
❛ Easter is like a arts and crafts holiday. ❜
❛ I’ve never been so excited for Easter before! ❜
❛ Why are you so excited for Easter? ❜
❛ I think this Easter will be better than my last. ❜
❛ It just feels like another day to me. ❜
❛ I can’t believe you don’t want to have some fun! ❜
❛ Did you get the basket I mailed you? ❜
❛ I mailed you gift. ❜
❛ Happy Easter! ❜
❛ I don’t really want to participate in this event. ❜
❛ Aw, you’re such a downer! Cheer up! ❜
❛ I really need your help with sitting this up. ❜
❛ I will never be able to pull this Easter party off. ❜
❛ Hey, it’s a double holiday! My birthday is this Easter! ❜
❛ So, is Easter is always on a Sunday? ❜
❛ I can’t believe you’ve never went egg hunting before. ❜
❛ You have not lived until you’ve hunted for eggs like they were gold. ❜
❛ It’s a Easter costume contest, just do it with me! ❜
❛ Who wears a costume on Easter? Other than the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ Plot twist, I’m the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ What’s a good book to read to kids on Easter? ❜
❛ This is the best way to go about doing it I guess. ❜
❛ I really didn’t Easter was this weekend. ❜
❛ I thought Easter had already passed. ❜
❛ Is there going to be food at this event? ❜
❛ Aw, what a cute picture of you and the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ I’ve got so many baskets to make this year. ❜
❛ I’m going to church with my family, I told you already. ❜
❛ I love this Easter day sale. I’ve been here all day. ❜
❛ All the stores are having a sale for Easter and I’m not missing it. ❜
❛ I just bought so much Easter crap. ❜
❛ I collect Easter eggs, if you were wondering why I have so many. ❜
❛ Okay, we got everything we need, now let’s get to work. ❜
❛ The school is having a Easter thing in the gym, want to go with me? ❜
❛ I never understood Easter. ❜
❛ Does the Easter bunny have a name? ❜
❛ Let’s just go shopping, that’s always helpful. ❜
❛ I really must admit, I didn’t think you could pull this off. ❜
❛ Is that a Easter bunny I see? ❜
❛ Let’s go to the petting zoo for Easter! ❜
❛ I love Easter festivals, they’re so much fun! ❜
❛ Well, for what it’s worth you make the best Easter bunny. ❜
❛ Wow, you work as the Easter bunny at the mall? ❜
❛ I’m dressing up as the Easter bunny this year for all the kids. ❜
❛ I’m just here to take pictures for my scrapbook. ❜
❛ Let’s start a Easter scrapbook! ❜
❛ So, we’re heading out early tomorrow, set your alarm. ❜
❛ Man, coloring eggs is pretty messy. ❜
❛ You should have put newspaper down before. ❜
❛ I got you a pet rabbit for Easter. ❜
❛ What’s a good Easter gift for someone? ❜
❛ Is Easter this weekend? ❜
❛ Ever notice how Easter is always on a Sunday? ❜
❛ I’m ordering pizza for Easter, I don’t care! ❜
❛ Okay, so cute these papers into shapes of eggs or rabbits. ❜
❛ I’m send you a special someone for Easter. ❜
❛ Did you ever get that Easter basket I made for you? ❜
❛ I love making Easter baskets! It’s so much fun! ❜
❛ We’re setting up a Easter theme. ❜
❛ This is a beautiful Easter play idea. We should do it. ❜
❛ Are you auditioning for the Easter play? ❜
❛ The school is having a Easter day play, you want to come? ❜
❛ It’s perfect weather for a Easter Sunday! ❜
❛ Okay, help me hide these eggs for the kiddos. ❜
❛ We have to hide all these eggs. ❜
❛ Fill the rest of those plastic eggs. ❜
❛ The eggs you found you keep. ❜
❛ There is going to be a egg hunting contest later. ❜
❛ Don’t forget to watch for the Easter bunny on TV later. ❜
❛ I’m not that into Easter this year. ❜
❛ How are you not ready for Easter? ❜
❛ Is Easter always chaotic like this? ❜
❛ I’m going to take Easter pictures with my family. ❜
❛ Easter cards are an actual thing? ❜
❛ Wait, so you had no idea it was Easter? There are posters everywhere. ❜
❛ I auditioned to be in the Easter play at school so I could skip going to church with my parents. ❜

Man, I can’t believe Makishima’s dead #rip

I wonder if anyone has told Toudou yet

I hc Otabek as very awkward when he meets new people (like.. when he actually talks to them, even if he seems cool) and that’s just so cute to me I can’t stop thinking about his first awkward convos with Yuri where he tries too hard I’m d ead

you know who’s super cute?
you are
that lil chub on your stomach?
that’s cute too
and on your thighs?
dude even cuter
like man, you’re so cute, I dunno how you don’t see itall of you is so, so frickin adorable
and no, I don’t have to know what you look like to think you’re the cutest
because I already know that you’re so, so cute and that you’re so important. it’s okay if you don’t love the way you look right now, just know that I do. and I think you’re perfect

So Much

Summary: Ian is married to Mickey when he goes away for three days on a work retreat. Mickey spends some time at the Gallagher’s house with Fi, V, Debbie, and Mandy to accidentally get extremely drunk and confess some things.

Word Count: 1557


“It’s only three days, babe,” Ian says before putting his jacket on.

Mickey nods. “I’ll be fucking fine,” he tries to say convincingly, but Ian sees right through him.

Ian giggles. “A three day work retreat is not something to be so worried about.”

“Not worried,” Mickey lets out a heavy breath, and tries to avoid making eye contact with the taller man. “Just gonna miss you is all.”

Ian smiles and walks closer to his husband. “I’m gonna miss you too.” He places a hand on the dark haired man’s cheek. When Mickey finally looks up, he kisses him lightly. “I gotta go, Mick,” they lean their foreheads together.

“Okay,” Mickey tries to make his voice steady. “Love you,” he smiles.

“Love you too,” Ian says before separating from his husband. He grabs his coat and wave goodbye as he walks out the door.

Mickey stands there for a moment, but he phone cuts off the silence. He sees a text from his sister. “Gallagher house. 7:00. Don’t be late.”

OK, Mandy.” He’s glad he’ll have something to do tonight instead of sit in this apartment all alone.

Instead of doing nothing all day, he cleans for the first time in his life. Chores and cleaning were never enforced rules in his house growing up, so it’s not something he’s used to doing.

To his surprise, housework takes up a lot of time. When he checks the clock, he sees it’s 6:30 already, so he jumps into the shower, changes and starts walking to the Gallagher house.

Mickey walks into his husband’s family’s house and looks around for where everyone is. When he doesn’t see anybody, he makes his way into the kitchen to grab a beer.

Suddenly he hears the back door open, when he turns to see who it is he sees Mandy, Fiona, V, and Debbie. “Hey,” Fiona greets. Mickey tips his beer at her in return.

V starts to chuckle. “Lookin’ a little gloomy, Milkovich,” she says because she knows Ian left for his trip a few hours ago.

He scoffs. “The fuck would I be gloomy for? Who even uses the word ‘gloomy.’”

“I do,” V shoots at him. “And because your boy toy’s gone.” She chuckles.

Mickey rolls his eyes. Luckily, he knows how

to cover his emotions, but he is pretty upset about it. “It’s three fucking days, not the end of the world.”

“A lot can happen in three days, Mick,” Debbie pushes making the other three girls laugh.

He chucks the middle finger in return. “Fuck all of you.” Mickey puts his eyes on his beer making sure no one sees what he’s really feeling.

“Don’t be an asshole,” Mandy says to her brother. “We know you miss him.”

“Fuck off, holy shit,” he hisses. “Let’s eat already.”

Once the girls quit teasing Mickey, they eat their dinners. The five of them sit around the table having conversations about work, raising kids, and just some pointless, silly stuff. After they are done eating, Fiona brings out more alcohol. Mickey rolls his eyes at her and claims he’s ready to leave, but the girls insist that he stays with them instead of being alone.

Unsurprisingly, V is the first to get completely trashed, but to everyone’s amazement, Mickey is just a drunk as her. Mickey can hold his liquor, so they were assuming he had drank much more than them. Instead of drinking with him– Mandy, Debbie, and Fiona decide to joke with him when they see him staring at the wall, deep in thought.

“What’s on your mind, Mickey?” Debbie prys with a grin.

“Ian.”

“What about him?” The girl’s notice that his guard is down for the first time in forever, so they crowd around him.

“Miss ‘im. Miss him a lot,” he sighs. “He’s the best, y’know?” Mickey smiles when the others agree with him. “The fucking best.”

The girls giggle. “What do you love about him so much?” Mandy asks before taking her cell phone out to videotape the response.

Suddenly Mickey’s eye widen. “Oh shit. That’s a loaded fuckin’ question.” He pauses. “You want everything, like how and why and when,” he asks confusingly, “or just like the things I love in general? Like all his little freckles and the bright green eyes and shit like that?” No one can believe what they’re hearing– Mickey’s actually going to be sincere for once in his life.

“Ummm, everything. How and why and when– whatever that means.”

He grins. “Here I fucking go,” he prepares himself. “Back when I was seventeen and he stormed into my bedroom with that rusty ass crowbar to try to get the gun I stole from Kash. He was so fucking fearless, and that’s when I knew.”

V raises her eyebrows. “Knew what? You were too fucking stubborn to know anything.”

“No. I knew he’d be the one I loved from that day forward which is why I was so fucking stubborn. It scared the shit outta me, I’ll tell ya,” he snorts. “I wouldn’t kiss him for two years– literally every time he tried I threatened to ‘rip his fucking tongue out.’ The day I did though it really made me know that he was it for me. That feeling we had between us– I was fucking gone for him. I got shot that same day,” he raises his eyebrows. “Why do I always get fucking shot because of him? What the fuck?”

Fiona laughs. “Okay, get back on topic.”

He nods and takes another swig of whiskey. “Then the day when DCFS came and he got sent to that group home,” he starts. The girls give each other the same shocked expression because they’ve heard bits and pieces about this day, just not everything. “That day I invited him to sleepover. He was so happy when I asked– God, that cute fucking laugh he had,” he shakes his head. “Anyway, he came over after work and we watched movies and I made food for us, it was nice, which I’d never have admitted back then, but it was, I always thought so. We talked, we kissed a little, we fucked–” he pauses and gets a terrified expression on his face. “Then Terry walked in.”

“Mick,” Mandy says under her breath. Though she wants to hear what happened, she nervous to hear the story.

“He fucking caught us. That fucker went straight for Ian. He started punching him, almost knocking him unconscious, but I jumped on his back and screamed for him to leave Ian alone,” he shutters. “That’s when he started on me. Beat me until blood covered my whole face, and after that he was about to head for Ian again. Thank God I found enough strength to hit him again, causing a distraction because I don’t know what he would have done to him. Eventually though, he pistol whipped me and I don’t remember anything from then to until Svetlana came and Terry forced her to rape me–”

“What the fuck did you just say?” Mandy says harshly.

“What?”

“About Svet?”

“How do you think the bitch got pregnant? Terry forced her to rape me and Ian had to fucking watch,” he says coldly. It was a terrible day for them. “Then after Ian was gone, he said I had to marry her or else he’ll kill Ian. So I did what I needed to do– should’ve told Ian right then though. Maybe he wouldn’t have left.”

They all look at him with sorrowful and shocked eyes as he pauses.

“When I found Ian though– after he left– I knew I couldn’t let him leave ever again. I’ve never needed anyone before, but fuck, I’ve always needed him. I could careless how fucking crazy he is, I need him and I’ve loved him in all his twisted and fucked up forms.” He starts to smile. “So what I’m saying is that I love him so much because we survived all that shit. Through all of that, he still managed to turn me into a better man and a better father to Yev. So that’s why.”

Debbie jumps on Mickey, pulling him in for a tight hug. She can’t believe the two of them needed to go through so much to get to where they are today. Once Debbie let go and Mickey looks around the room, he notices saddened and awed faces. “I also love his red hair, and that fucking smile,” he starts saying to lighten the mood. “And his abs– I mean shit,” he says with a laugh, causing all the girls’ jaws to drop. “Oh and I love his long arms and legs so much because when it’s cold he always wraps himself all the way around me to warm me up. I love that stuff so much,” he snorts. “Or when he clings onto me while he’s sleeping, I love that too.” He smiles. “He’s fucking perfect.”

“Man, you’re gonna hate that we got you this drunk tomorrow,” V laughs as the everything lightens again and she thinks about how Mickey is going to react to the thought of this conversation once he sobers up.

“Well, I’d appreciate me being drunk like this while ya can, ladies,” he laughs and then passes out, leaving the girls to drink by themselves.

just friends

so i got bored on the way home from Disney World, so i wrote this lil thing. pls enjoy. 

also, y/n/n means your nickname and from now on in my writing if you see that the that’s what it means just because i like nicknames but you know what’s a nickname for y/n ya know so yeah ramble ramble 


“Okay, but like, that’s a date, right? I mean, he asked me to dinner, doesn’t that mean a date?” You ask Shawn. You never really get asked on dates that often, or really at all, so you have no idea what constitutes as being a date, which is why you decided to run the situation by your best friend. You figure that since he’s a guy, he should know what boys mean when they say ‘hey, wanna go try this new Italian restaurant in town?’

“I mean, he didn’t specifically say the word ‘date’, which most guys do, but dinner at an Italian restaurant does sound very romantic.” He tells you from the other side of the couch where the two of you are seated, your feet tucked under his legs to keep your toes warm and a single blanket covering you both.

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Snog Me Senseless 2

A/N:  Snog Me Senseless was supposed to be a one shot, but then I got more requests for a part 2.  So I combined SMS part 2 with this request.  I can picture parts 3 and 4 already, but only if people really want them.  Let me know what you think please!  I’m not going to mark this as NSFW, but it is sweetly smutty in its own way.  

As always, a HUGE thank you to my betas, @little-black-dress-24,  @niallandharrymakemestrong and @emulateharry.  I consider myself blessed every day to have landed in this supportive community of writers. Next time for sure, @melissas173!!!

You sigh as Harry’s lips gently part yours, and your hands reach to wrap around his neck, pulling his mouth closer to yours as you slide your tongue along his. He’s wrapped his left arm around your waist, and he’s leaning into you, using his slight height advantage to bend your head back as he deepens the kiss. Your emotions are swirling.  

It had only been a week since the frat party where you first learned to snog, and you had been practicing every day since with Harry.  Whereas his tongue had felt foreign inside your mouth the first time, you now relished the times when he kissed you like this, breathing through your respective noses to prolong the amount of time you could stay attached to each other.  It was nearly lunchtime, and Harry’s stomach was growling.  You hear the rumble and giggle a bit as you manage to move the gum he’s been chewing into your mouth as you end the kiss.  

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EXO Reaction: Their girlfriend getting scared while watching a horror movie

||| Anon asked: Exo reaction when you are watching a horror movie at cinema and you drop your pop corn in a jump-scare?? |||


Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by iamchanyeolshin

He couldn’t help but laugh.

“What’s up with you? It wasn’t even that scary.”


Xiumin/Kim Minseok

Originally posted by baozzis

You almost started crying when you dropped your popcorn.

“Ah Jagi, why would you cry at a silly thing like that?”


Chen/Kim Jongdae

Originally posted by everybodyloveschen

You had your face in his shoulder whenever there was something scary about to happen.

“Are you even watching the movie?” he chuckled.


D.O/Do Kyungsoo

Originally posted by visual-jongdae

He couldn’t concentrate on the movie because your expressions were too much for him to handle.

“You’re so cute, I would rather watch you.”


Kris/Wu Yifan

Originally posted by wuporn

You held on to him real tight during the whole movie.

“You knew this was a horror movie and still wanted to go?” he laughed.


Tao/Huang Zitao

Originally posted by cintaozimalfoy

He would get scared at every single jumpscare with you, (maybe even more than you) pretending that everything is okay afterwards.


Kai/Kim Jongin

Originally posted by luedeer

He couldn’t help the grin that spread on his face whenever you jumped in surprise.

“Jongin, don’t laugh! It’s scary!” you pouted.

“I’m not laughing, it’s just that you look really cute. We should go to these types of movies more often.”


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by we-have-kookies

You dropped your popcorn everywhere when the jumpscare appeared.

“Don’t be sad, I will buy you a new pack.” he laughed.


Luhan

Originally posted by 7thvelvet

“Jagi, I know you’re scared and all but you will break my fingers if you keep squeezing this hard.”


Lay/Zhang Yixing

Originally posted by yixingsosweet

He would wrap his arm around your shoulder to comfort you.

“You know we can go watch something else, if it’s too much for you.”


Suho/Kim Junmyeon

Originally posted by glorious-soobooty

He didn’t enjoy the tension the movie is building and actually held on to you whenever the music changed, so you took his hand in yours.

“I didn’t know you were such a scared cat.”

“I’m not.” he said trying to hide his expression from you.


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by xehun

He would tease you about it for the rest of the day and would try to scare you at home on purpose when you least expect it.


A/N: Feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc. I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😄

Conor Maynard Imagine - Perfect strangers.

You often wondered how the world of fame really worked. You woke up, went to work, then to a few parties, a premiere every now and then, and back home again. For you, being an actress in London had been quite easy since you started two years ago.

You thought you understood how the business worked. You guessed that getting the lead role for England’s most viewed TV show was important enough for your career to take off. But apparently, it wasn’t.

“His manager called me yesterday, said it would be benefitial for both of your careers” your manager told you. When you walked into the office at 9am on a Friday, the last thing you expected was for your him to having set you up for a blind date.

“Wait, wait” you took off your sunglasses and put them on the table. Your coffee soon followed. You sat down, your eyes wide open in surprise “I don’t even know this guy, and I am supposed to act as if I were his girlfriend?” You asked, emphasizing the word girlfriend.

“Look, Y/N, I know it sounds crazy, but they have a point” he said, leaning over his desk “It’ll give your show a lot of promo, and at the same time it’ll give publicity to his latest single”

“Oh, so he’s a singer?” you asked, getting slightly interested in the offer. You quickly brushed it off. You were not going to sell yourself like that “What’s his name?”

“Conor Maynard” your manager said. You shook your head, implying that you had never heard of him before “It doesn’t matter, I’ve heard he’s nice and all. I don’t think you should have any problems with him”

You sighed, passing a hand through your already messy hair “It’s not about the guy” you explained “It’s just that I don’t want to lie to the public like that”

“I know, Y/N, and you’re very caring for that” your manager said, nervously clicking a pen with his thumb “But it’s just for a night, you’ve been on dates before, right? Well, this is exactly the same”

You raised an eyebrow “The same?”

“Well, I don’t know what you do in your normal dates” he said, standing up. He stood besides the big glass window behind his desk. He always did that when he was nervous “If you agree, we’ll call the paparazzi and they’ll take a few shots of you, then you can go back home”

You didn’t want to do it, but at the same time, the same manager that was begging for you to go on that date was the reason your name was respected in the TV industry. How could you say no? “He agreed to do this?” you asked him “Conor, I mean”

“Yeah” he said, turning his head to look at you, hoping you would say yes as well “He recognised you even”

You would be lying if you said you weren’t impressed. And flustered. He couldn’t be that much of a dickhead if he was a famous singer, could he? You sighed and put your hands up in front of you, surrending “Fine, whatever, I’ll do it”

Your manager clapped his hands together and went over to you to rub your shoulders like a proud dad would have done. You suddently felt a little less bad, seeing him so happy “Great, Y/N, that’s fantastic” he said excitedly “I’ll call Conor’s manager right now and we’ll sort everything out for tonight”

“Tonight?!” you turned around abruptly, as he was already almost out of the door “But…that’s in such a short notice” The fact that it was a fake date didn’t mean you wouldn’t need at least three hours to get ready, and you already had a busy evening.

But your manager was long gone. You sighed as you took off your phone. If you were going out with that Conor - Maynard was it? - you sure were doing a lot of investigating beforehand.

________________________________________________

Turns out Conor wasn’t as bad as you had expected him to be. You blasted a few of his songs while you got ready, and you hated to admit they were the catchiests ones you had heard in a long while. However, his undeniable talent and cuteness didn’t change the fact that going to that fake date was the last thing you wanted to do on a Friday night. 

Your manager had called a car to pick you up and drive you to the restaurant. The date was held in a cute, cosy place in central London you had been in a few times before. On your way to the restaurant, you quickly scrolled through his Instagram account again. 

‘Shit, Y/N, stop being a 9-year-old’ you told yourself ‘It’s just a date, two hours tops. You can fucking do this without being all dramatic on the inside’

As you were trying to convince yourself, the car stopped and you noticed you were indeed in front of the restaurant. You noticed that all the tables in front of the big glass windows were taken, so where were you supposed to be sitting for the paparazzis to see you? You didn’t have time to think as your door opened.

You thanked the driver and adjusted your top and hair before walking in. You weren’t wearing anything too extravagant, mainly because you didn’t want Conor to get the wrong idea. 

The metre then walked you over a small table strategically placed near the window, but not completely exposed. You thought the location was perfect for them to take pictures of you without making it too obvious that you wanted to be seen. How did managers think of every bloody detail?

Soon you spotted Conor waiting for you at your table. He was wearing a black leather jacket and a white shirt, and you blushed when you noticed you were matching. When he saw you, he got up on his feet and gave you a hug “Hey, Y/N, right?” he asked you. You noticed the nice smell of his cologne “I’m Conor”

“Nice to finally meet you” you smiled politely as you sat down in front of him. You had to admit the boy had given you a good first impression “How are you doing?”

“Good, yeah, I’m alright” he said as you opened the menus “Thanks” you both said to the waiter. He then looked at you, only to lean over the table “Look, I know this is weird, I mean, if you think about it it’s kind of crazy that we have to do this for publicity”

He laughed, and you found yourself smiling in response “It is, indeed” you agreed.

“The thing is, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do just for show” he said “I mean, we can hold hands and stuff, but it’s okay if you’re uncomfortable, I won’t do anything weird” 

“Thanks” you smiled. He was sweeter than you had expected “It’s really nice of you. We’ll see how it goes, yeah?”

He nodded “Yeah, sure”

Once the waiter took your orders, you started chatting about everything and anything. You noticed Conor was extremely rambly, and it was kind of cute when he noticed and stopped to say that he was rambling too much. He was also the funny type, something you would have never guessed from all the investigating you did. He always looked so serious in photos. He laughed at his own comments and talked too fast, which resulted in such a mess that made you laugh even more.

You were finishing your meal when, suddenly, your phone rang “Sorry, I need to take this” you told him as you saw your manager’s name on the screen. He nodded and you left for the bathroom.

“Is there anything wrong?” you asked abruptly. Why would he interrumpt your fake date if everything went as planned?

“Not exactly, but there’s been a tiny problem” he said from the other line.

You gulped “How tiny?”

“Well, turns out Harry Styles decided to have a date with a stranger at the same time as you guys” he sighed “The paparazzi got distracted, but don’t worry, we have a back up plan”

You sighed “I’m listening”

“You and Conor go to 1 Oak, which is ten minutes away on foot. They take pictures of you walking to the club, then entering it. You don’t have to stay there for a long time, since they’ll just leave afterwards” he informed you. 

You nodded, as if he could see you “Alright, thanks”

“How’s the date going, by the way?” you could basically hear his smile.

You rolled your eyes playfully “He’s not that bad” you told him “You thank God our zodiac signs are compatible, or else this would have gone way worse” you joked, making him laugh.

“Yeah, I totally chose him and not any other random singer because your signs are compatible” he said. You chuckled “Right, see you later. And have fun”

“See you” you hung up, sighing for the tenth time that night. 

When you told Conor about the change of plans, he seemed okay with it. He insisted on paying the bill, although you had told him it wasn’t necessary. You hated when boys paid just because you were a girl. But he ended up doing it anyway.

“Crap, now I owe you an ice-cream or something” you joked as the waiter took the bill away. 

He laughed “Sounds fair enough”

Once you got out of the restaurant, you caught glimpse of a camera flash by the corner of your eye. Almost involuntaringly, you grabbed Conor’s hand, catching him by surprise “Damn, you’re fast at this game” he commented, looking down at your hands. He intertwined your fingers together, sending a heat wave through your chest. 

“Used to it” you responded, trying not to think of how good his hand felt on yours.

You made your way to the club quickly as you told Conor about that one time you ate sheep poo when you were one, thinking it was chocolate. He couldn’t stop laughing “Is it weird that I did exactly the same?” he said, putting a hand on your stomach to stop you from crossing a red light that had just changed.

“Are you serious right now?” you laughed. 

“Actually, no” he laughed again “I’m not that stupid” he joked, pushing you with his shoulder. You gave him a fake angry look only to make him laugh again. You smiled. Shit, that laugh was addicting.

Once you got to the club, you saw another paparazzi “Quick, Conor, kiss me or something” you said suddenly, not really thinking your words through.

He stared at you blankly “W-What do you mean?” he asked, confused “Is there a pap out there or something?”

“Essentially, yeah” you said.

As another bright light flashed, you felt Conor’s hand on your exposed back, his other hand travelling to your neck. He leaned in slowly, brushing his nose against yours delicately “I can stop right here if you want me to” he whispered, but you weren’t listening.

Was he that hot at the restaurant? You shook your head slightly and closed the gap between you, feeling his smooth lips against yours. A few seconds later, he pulled away, and your lips felt cold again “Shall we go in for a bit, then?” he asked you casually, as if he hadn’t just given you the sexiest peck of your life.

You nodded and walked in ahead of him, his hand still resting on your back. As you paid for your drinks - it wasn’t as good as ice-cream, but he didn’t object - you noticed you couldn’t even look at him in the eye. It wasn’t rejection. You were confused. 

You didn’t want to go on that date in the first place. It was all a montage, all fake. So why were you feeling so weird inside? You had kissed other actors on camera many times, Conor wasn’t any different. Or was he? As he took your hand and dragged you to the dancefloor, you weren’t so sure anymore. 

“You alright there?” he asked sweetly, tapping your head with his finger.

You smiled “Yeah, why?”

“You just seemed a bit off” he said. A tall man behind you with too many drinks on his hand - and on his body - pushed you aside abruptly as he made his way to a crowded table. Conor put his arms around you and pulled you closer to his chest in response.

“You okay?” he asked, giving that guy a dirty look. When he looked down at you, you moved your eyes away from his. What the hell was wrong with you?

You hid your face on his chest, unable to do or say anything. You knew you had screwed up “Y/N” you heard him say, his voice sounding concerned. He put a hand on your chin and lifted up your head so you were finally looking at him in the eye “It was the kiss, wasn’t it?” he asked, a tone of regret on his voice.

“It’s not the kiss, Conor” you assured him “It’s me, I’m an idiot” you released yourself from his embrace, feeling cold again “I’m sorry, I better head home. Thanks for tonight” 

But he grabbed your arm, pushing you back to him “Don’t leave like that” he said, and you could tell by his eyes that he truly felt sorry.

You gave him a small smile “It’s okay, really” you said before trying to walk away again, but failing. Not because of Conor’s grip on your arm, but because you didn’t want to leave. You couldn’t find the strengh to move away from him, when all you wanted to do was to try those lips again “I’m an idiot” you said before walking over to him and hugging him again.

“Hey” he whispered “We are all idiots here”

You looked up at him again, not removing your eyes from his this time. All your life you had been scared of feelings, of emotions. You never let yourself be free, you never listened to your heart. But now you decided it was about time you bloody did as it told you.

You put your arms around Conor’s neck, his wrapped around your exposed waist. He leaned in, slower this time, and gave you a butterfly kiss. You laughed before he finally pressed your lips together again. But this time, it was for real.

“Way to turn a fake date into a real one” you joked once you pulled away for air, your noses still touching.

He let out a small laugh “I’d love to go on another fake date with you, miss” you smiled as he pressed your lips together again, hungrily this time. Suddenly, you didn’t care anymore about the paparazzi, or the fame, or anything outside that club. The only thing that mattered was that you had found someone special, someone who you knew would treat you like a queen. Because if he had been the sweetest while you were strangers, you couldn’t imagine how great he’d be when you become perfect strangers. 

What Is Up? (Crankgameplays)

Hey! So, I really adore Markiplier and Crankgameplays. This idea popped into my head while I was watching their videos today so please forgive the terrible quality and any other cringe-worthy anything.

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You had just flown to visit your brother, Mark, at his house. You hadn’t seen him since you’d moved out of the country to go to college. The flight had been long, boring and, in complete honesty, quite nerve-racking. Now you were happy to have your feet back on solid ground. You’d rented a car and driven to Mark’s. You made sure you looked presentable and knocked on the door. The person who opened it wasn’t someone you knew personally but you’d seen him many times in your brother’s videos.

“Hi.” He said, as if he’d said it once before. Maybe he had.You felt a heat rising into your cheeks at the thought.

“Hi. Is Mark here?” You asked. Ethan looked a bit nervous, probably thinking you to be some crazed fan. You bit your lip a little nervously. “Don’t worry, I’m just a normal girl. Mark’s my brother.“ You explained. You didn’t really have proof, you hadn’t thought of anyone who didn’t know you opening Mark’s door. Luckily, before Ethan had to make a choice, a familiar face appeared.

“(Y/N)? What are you doing here?” Mark asked, is voice a blend of confusion and excitement. He quickly pulled you into a hug. You laughed a bit but did the same.

“Summer vacation! I thought I’d come to see my big brother!” You replied.Mark ushered you inside. In an instant, you gave all of your attention to Chika, petting and playing with the dog.

“Hey, Ethan, this is (Y/N).” Even though Mark was sure you knew who Ethan was, he introduced him to you as well. You smiled charmingly, shaking his hand.

“Nice to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you. Even though I’m sure Mark doesn’t talk about me much.” You say, sitting down across from where the guys had seated themselves.

You spend the next hour and a half telling Mark about your roommates and your college experiments. Ethan seemed rather intrigued, eyes locked on you with a half smile on his lips as you told of how your roommate was always bringing a new person home for the night and how you’d taken to staying with another friend to avoid the awkwardness that came with your own room.

Another while passed and Mark told you about everything that had happened since you’d last seen each other. You flicked your gaze towards the blue haired boy sitting near your brother and flt a small jolt in your stomach as your eyes met his.

You brushed off the feeling but it continued over the next few days. You and Mark had gone out for the day, you had convinced him to spend the day with you instead of stressing over videos and everything else for the whole day.

“So, what’s going on between you and Ethan?” He asked as you ate your ice cream in a small, nearly empty park. You lifted an eyebrow, not completely sure what he meant by that. “Don’t give me that. There’s something going on.”

“Okay, maybe he’s a little cute.” You state, though your cheeks gave away just how cute you really thought he was.

“I knew you liked him! He won’t turn you down. Nobody could turn us down. We’re beautiful.” Mark teased. You rolled your eyes.

“It’s in our genes.” You joke along, casually bumping his arm so his ice cream hit the tip of his nose. He scoffed and wiped it off.

“You know, I might be super busy tonight. Maybe I’ll have to ask Ethan to keep you company while I work.” You gave Mark a cold glare.

“You wouldn’t…” You knew where this was going. Mark had finally approved of someone in your life and now he wasn’t going to let it go.

“Oh, I would.”

“Mark Edward Fischbach, no playing matchmaker for me. I’m all grown up. I can do it myself.” You argued, just like you had when you were younger.

“You can but you won’t. I have no other choice.”


When that night rolled around, Mark had locked himself away to edit his upcoming videos and left you with Ethan. You didn’t mind. Even after the awkward first meeting, the two of you had quickly become close.

The two of you were sitting on opposite ends of the sofa, Harry Potter playing on the TV.

“Sorry about Mark making you hang out with me.” You apologized softly, reaching into the popcorn bowl between the two of you. You saw Ethan shrug a little.

“It’s fine. I really don’t mind.” He insisted. “You’re really cool.” You looked over and there was a moment when everything seemed distant. Then you were kissing him. You weren’t sure how it happened or how you were meant to react. Then it was over.

“Sorry. I don’t really know why I did that.” You looked down at anything but Ethan. You were beet red and beyond embarrassed.

“Don’t be.” Ethan tilted your chin up and smiled before quickly pressing his lips to yours again. “I don’t mind.”

You shifted to curl into his side, both of you shifting your focus back to the Golden Trio and their adventures, returning to an oddly comfortable quiet.

Maybe Mark was right. You liked him

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So, that was actually awesome to write. I love these two so so much and they deserve all the joy and happiness in the world. It was a little hard to write Ethan and Mark since I’d never written them before but hopefully it’s good. Thank you so much for reading and requests are always open! -Cass

20 things people have said about my short hair

1. I mean, it’s cool, but your long hair matches you so much better!

2. Aww! You and your boyfriend have matching hair now!

3. So do you and your boyfriend go to the same barber? Hahahaha

4. Does your boyfriend like it?

5. Aww you have such an understanding boyfriend!

6. Aww you and your dog have matching haircuts!

7. Do you guys go to the same groomer? Hahaha

8. So what made you decide to go so short?

9. You’re lucky you have the face for it, I could never do something like that!

10. Oh how cute, it makes your face rounder!

11. How long will it take to get back to how it was before you cut it?

13. Is everything okay?

14. Sir, what can I get you?

15. So do you get hit on less?

16. How long are you gonna keep it this way?

17. It must be so easy to take care of, I’m jealous.

18. I’ve always wanted to try short hair, but I wouldn’t have it THAT short.

19. Oh you look like “insert literally any celebrity who has had a pixie cut in the past 5 years”

20. Who’s Furiosa?

anonymous asked:

Hi ^^ BTS reaction to you meeting them for the first time at a fansign

Taehyung: He he would find you one of the cutest things he had seen all day. He would want to leave a good impression on you, something that you would go home and replay in your head for the next few hours if not days. He would move the loose hair out of your face or tuck a few strands behind your ear if you let him.

You’re too sweet- How am I supposed to be cool around you?”

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Yoongi: I think he would like Taehyung and try to make an impression on the person so that he would stand out from the rest of the boys. He would compliment the person and listen carefully to what they had to say to him, holding your hand in the process.He would nod along and reply softly to what you said.

I’’m listening, please keep talking.” “What a brat.” “I’m really glad that’s working out for you-”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Jeongguk: Boi the fan service in this one is strong as it is, so if he saw someone who caught his attention, this would multiply by three. He would hold your hand the whole time if you let him, laughing at the things you said and just overall enjoying your company. Taehyung would tease him and try to steal your attention, causing Jeongguk to playfully shove the other boy

Wait your turn! Can’t you see we’re having a very important conversation?”

Originally posted by payperclyps

Hoseok: He would instantly melt when he saw you, especially since you were so nervous. Whenever you got over to him, he would do his best to make you feel more comfortable and relaxed while you spoke with him. He would ask if you were going to one of their concerts, pouting slightly when you said you couldn’t because of a test.

Ahhh, you’re not?- That’s too bad, I really wanted to see you again, I’m really enjoying our conversation! Wishing you luck on your test, you’ll do great, I’m sure of it!” 

Originally posted by hoseokwhy

Jin: He would get lost in your conversation, not listening to the things around him, just you and your voice. He would nod here and there and smile softly at certain things you said. Your voice was just so soothing to him. Whenever you asked him if he was okay, he would take your hand in his and smile. 

Of course, I guess I just got lost in your voice. Please, continue.” 

Originally posted by bangtanjaemi

Namjoon: He would be very into your conversation, listening very carefully in the loud, crowded area just to make sure he heard everything you had to say. He would be quite giggly, showing off his precious dimples. When you gently poked one of them he would become a little shy before grabbing on of your hands and making you poke yourself in the cheek. 

You’re too cute-” *poke* “So that’s how it’s gonna be?” *poke*

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Jimin: He would be the one to get flustered the most when you compliment and tell him that you’re extremely proud of him and the other boys. Overall, you supporting him and telling him how them and their music makes you feel would make him gush, reaching for your hand when you looked as if you were going to cry. Using his other hand to lift your chin so you were looking into his eyes, he would give you a warm smile. 

Don’t cry. If you cry then I’ll cry, and trust me. I’m nowhere near as pretty as you when I cry.” “If you ever feel bad, just listen to me sing, listen to my voice. If that doesn’t work, cheesecake makes everything better.”

Originally posted by suga-com


Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you enjoy!

anonymous asked:

I have maybe a bit of an odd request, so feel free to ignore if it isn't interesting or give you anything to work with. But, so throughout the game, MC is basically each RFA member's one-and-only true love, right? They are so devoted and in love with MC, like, she always come first to them. So what if, MC had someone else as their #1? Not a romantic partner, but like, if MC had a super close sister or something, and her sister was always gonna be more important to her. I hope this made sense.

Yoosung:

  • MC is his number one, so he’s a bit disappointed when he finds out that he’s not MC’s.
  • But they sit down and explain to him that their older brother has always been there for them, they’ve always done everything together.
  • He’s still a little jealous, but he gets over it. Especially when he actually meets said older brother
  • Low-key has a crush on him
  • Yoosung is always asking MC how their brother is doing, and it’s really cute, honestly.
  • He’s completely okay with it, glad that MC has someone they can rely on like they do with him, if not even more.
Zen:
  • He find’s MC’s little sister adorable.
  • She’s completely stolen his heart, just like she did with MC’s
  • He makes jokes about stealing her and having her come live with them
  • He finds it adorable that MC cares so much about their little sister, and thinks of it as just another thing to love about them
  • He makes sure that he’s number two though
  • Always makes MC show him how much they love him once they’re done visiting
  • He’s totally jealous of how close they are
Jaehee:
  • When she first hears about MC’s best friend, she gets nervous.
  • It’s a guy, and they’re so close, would MC ever leave her for them?
  • Slowly she starts to understand that they’re just friends, and MC loves her very much.
  • Eventually learns that she doesn’t need to be number one in their heart to be loved
  • Coffee always has, and always will be, number one in Jaehee’s heart anyways.
Jumin:
  • Is a bit outraged at first when MC makes a comment about how they’re number two
  • Doesn’t give them time to explain that their dad is number one
  • Instant jealous and possessive Jumin Han
  • Finally MC gets him to calm down enough for them to explain that their father is the only person they really had growing up
  • They’ve always been number one, and could never be lower.
  • They comment on how close V and him are and he shuts right up.
  • No more comments about it, and paying for MC to go see their dad, occasionally inquiring about his health
Seven:
  • This boy is completely fine with it, not caring a bit
  • on the outside
  • Still has a few issues with MC loving him, but manages not to bother them with his own, personal problems.
  • MC’s older sister is pretty cool though, and Seven gets along with her really well.
  • Tries to hook Saeran up with her. Is shot down instantly by Saeran, MC, and MC’s sister
  • Invites MC’s sister over for lots of dinners though, because he likes the happy smile MC gets when she is over.
  • Teases them about it, too.

As always, If there was a problem with it, please let me know, and I will fix it as soon as I am able.

I apologize for not getting to requests sooner, I haven’t had very much motivation, and when I do, I’m not able to use a computer, and updating on Mobile is a hassle. Thank you so much for your patience with me.

Sk8er Girl Ch 3 (Trixya) - Squeaky Pink

Trixya!HS AU. Trixie is a nerdy, girly girl with bows and frills. Katya is a skater chick with scuffed knees and a flazeda attitude. When they’re assigned as lab partners, can they discover chemistry together?

Or: She was a sk8er girl. She said see you later girl. She wasn’t good enough for her (or was she?).

[AN: Pink Shrooms aka Squeaky Pink. We’re writing this together but alternating chapters and POVs. Pinky is mainly Trixie’s POV and Squeaky is mainly Katya’s POV. The first part of this chapter very heavy and /real/ but the ending is fluffy cuteness to make up for it!]

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Chapter Two: Our First Everything

Lafayette x Reader 

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five

Note: Okay so I have to mention a couple of things, firstly I had to give Lafayette glasses because I can’t stop thinking about how cute Daveed looks in his glasses lately and I don’t know why and secondly I borrowed @writeyourwayoutofhell head cannons of what Lafayette is like when he sleeps. Also this basically has no plot it’s just cute moments and stuff between Lafayette and the reader? Like getting coffee when they first meet, the reader meeting his friends stuff like that. 

Disclaimer: I don’t speak french more than the basics so all my French comes from google translate. I apologize if it’s dreadful.

Warnings: Swearing, Implied smut (I was too lazy to actually write the smut)

Word Count: 2,192

Tagged: @ pearltheartist 

Originally posted by mirandasdaughter

Y/N grew up learning French, determined to learn it when she found out that her soulmate tattoo was written in French. She took French all through school, even when all her friends dropped the subject she stuck with it. She had to learn, had to be able to speak to her soulmate when she met them. Whoever they were.


Hercules stops a few steps ahead and looks back to see what’s keep Lafayette, he frowns when he notices his friend frozen staring at the girl. He comes to stand next to Lafayette and waves his hand in front of his friends face.

“Laf? Helloooo you okay there?” Hercules asks until he notices that his friend and the mystery girl are staring at each other’s exposed forearms. “Oh! Oh shit okay well, I’m gonna go and meet Alex and John you two stay here and get to know each other. Have fun buddy” Hercules pats Lafayette on the shoulder before heading off down the street.

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Distractions pt 7

Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3 || Pt. 4 || Pt. 5 || Pt. 6 || Pt. 7 || Pt. 8 || Pt.9 || Pt. 10 || Pt. 11

Yoongi x Reader (ft. Jimin)

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Summary: Getting help from him was great…but you hadn’t expected it was going to be difficult for you and for your fluttering heart.

Word Count: 1783

Originally posted by berry852

You were bent in an awkward position which caused the muscle in your leg to stretch and make you feel uncomfortable. Jimin watched as your face distorted in response to the small amount of pain and so he came over to help. As if it were second nature, he laid his hand on the side of your hip and adjusted you in the correct way,

“You just gotta tilt your hip a bit more.”

A small tingling feeling coursed throughout your body. The feeling didn’t make you uncomfortable…it made you feel nervous. It was like a swarm of butterflies was let loose to flutter around inside your stomach. Subconsciously, you smiled and adjusted yourself to better fit the curve of his hand. 

“Yeah, just like that. With your hip positioned like this, you can easily ease into the next move without accidentally pulling something.” Jimin was focused on the dance and especially focused on helping you. He looked very professional as if he was an actual dance teacher who ran his very own dance academy, which made him look very manly and dependable. Aside from that, with the sweat dripping down his chin, and his shirt clinging to his glossy skin and his hair sleeked back….you felt a rush of heat attack your face. You didn’t really have any close contact with an attractive young male ever since…well…Yoongi, but you internally scolded yourself for swooning over the first guy who came your way. It wasn’t like he was attracted to you in that way and vice versa….or so you thought. 

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Study Buddy's Pt 1 - Philip Hamilton x reader

Warnings - A few swears, I think that’s it tho
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You sat in class, bored as ever you played with your hair you weren’t paying attention

You failed most classes the only few you passed you got like a C or B this wasn’t one of those classes this was math you suck at math you get Ds or Fs in the class most of the time

The bell rang and you started packing up your stuff when you heard you teachers voice say

“Y/N, And Philip, please stay after class.”

You groaned and got up and walked to her desk that was at the center of the room Philip wasn’t far behind you

“Yes Mrs. Reynolds?” You said sweetly

“Your failing Miss Y/L/N.” Mrs. Reynolds stated.

“Okay, and?” You said dropping the hole sweet

I want Philip here, to tutor you.“ She stated and you gasped.

“What.“You said bluntly.

"No arguments please, and just give him a chance.” She said angry at your attitude.

“Ugh fine.” You said and turned around to Philip who has been very quiet

“Meet me at my locker in 5 Minutes, we’ll go to your house and study.” You said walking away before he could reply.

You walked to your locker and grabbed your stuff and out it in your bag it was Friday so you doubled checked and made sure you had everything you’d need for the weekend

when you closed your locker you jumped and screamed a little cause Philip was right there you had dropped you backpack out of fear

You both bent down to grab it and hit your heads

“Ouch.” You laughed and rubbed your head he was doing the same thing.

You looked at his face you never really realized but he was kinda cute I mea- not Y/N stop think this stuff you have a boyfriend.

“S-sorry.” Was all he said.

“its okay, you just scared me a little.” You stated and bent down and grabbed your backpack when you stood up straight again he said.

“Ready to go?”

“Sure.” You said and walked out of the school together

As you got in his car you breathed in and smell of mint you smiled and put your stuff by your feet and buckled up.

“You have a pretty smile.” Philip said and started the car

“Uh, thanks."You said blushing at his comment

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You had just pulled up to his house-
No Mansion it was huge your jaw dropped when You saw it

"You failed to mention you lived In a mansion, Hamilton.” You said unbuckling, grabbing your stuff and opening the car door

“uh, I don’t like to brag.” He said getting out of the car and blushing from embarrassment.

“Dude it was a joke, chill.” You stated walking up the stairs to his front door.

When you got to the door he opened it for you

“What a gentleman.” You laughed as you walked in his home

He laughed then you heard a female voice call out

“Philip is that you?”

“Yeah Ma” Philip yelled back

“Come in the kitchen please.” “ma” called out Philip grabbed your hand and took you with Jon to the kitchen when you got to kitchen there were two women one with pale skin long brownish blackish hair, and one with slightly darker skin and long curly hair

“Aunt Angelica?” Philip asked not letting go of your hand

“Hey Phil.” The woman I’m Guessing is Angelica said

“Whos your friend.” The pale one asked.

“Oh this is Y/N, Y/N this my Mom and my Aunt.” He said pointing to the pale and darned skinned women.

“Nice to meet you Mrs. Hamilton.” You said holding out you hand that Philip wasn’t holding.

She shook it

“You to Mrs..” You trailed off

“Schuyler.” She finished shaking your hand

You smiled and said

“Philip shouldn’t we get to work.”

“Yeah.” He said dragging you to his room you heard his mom yell

“Door open please.”

You laughed and he groaned

“Your mother seems nice.” You said grabbing your laptop and books

“She is.”

You guys sat in awkward silence till Philip said

“Okay this isn’t going to work unless we get to know each other” you nodded and your phone buzzed you pulled it out of your pocket and saw a text from Lucas (your boyfriend)

You smiled until you read it then you started crying

Lucas❤️💙 -we are done dont text me ever again.

“Y/N? What’s wrong.” Philip asked and you have him your phone so he could read the text

He frowned and said.

“I’m sorry.”

He hugged you and you guys laid down on his bed and he let you cry into his chest.

“Hey Phili- oh uh sorry.” You heard and female voice say

“Oh hey Angie what do you need?” Philip said

“I was wondering if you had seen my headphones?” The voice asked

“Yeah dads study.” Philip stated.

“Thanks Phil.” The voice said and walked away.

“Who was that?” You asked wiping your tears and sitting up.

“My sister.” He stated

“I’m going to be a laughing stock,” you said

“Why?” Philip asked

“I have no one to go to prom with now.” You said he was about to say something but you cut him off.

“Let’s get to getting to know each other.”

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After a few weeks of studying you guys were playing 20 question while hanging in his bedroom

“Fav color?” He asked.

“Black.” You stated.

“Will you go to prom with me?” He asked you, this question was a shock to you you didn’t know how to reply you just smiled and kiss his cheek.

“Yes.” You said holding his face in your hands he leaned in and kissed your nose you smiled and laughed at him.

GD scenario: This is not the end

A/N:

I’m sorry, but this one is a little short -_- hope you like it tho… As requested I made a scenario when GD falls in love with you on WGM and I shortly wrote what type of ‘husband’ he would be.

Words: 1076

Originally posted by ceokwons

Ever since you started filming WGM We Got Married) he was always flirting with you and now it was the end of this season, you didn’t know if it’ll go on, but it was over for a bit. For the last episode, you watched a quick take back of all your dates. He took you to a lot of parks and beaches, you didn’t know about. You even visited him while he was on tour in Japan,but the last date that aired a week ago was the most special to you.

You were waiting for him at the stair next to the water fountain. He sent you a text to wait for him there. You were bored, so you decided to record a message for him. You asked one of the cameramen to come closer and film you.
“Jiyongi ~ Oppa~ GD~ Ahh  I don’t even know how to call you. Since we don’t know if we’ll film more of our dates I just wanted to tell you something. Ever since that first day where you awkwardly started flirting with me and complimented everything I do, I know how great you are. I admire you. I admire your work. Even tho we won’t be ‘married’ anymore, I want us to stay friends if that’s okay with you? And you should remember that if you’re having a hard time, you can always talk to me. Saranghae ~~ Jiyongie ~~”
You wished you could tell him everything in the message, but there was a line to what the viewers can know. He finally came.You first saw his tight [very tight] black jeans. You never saw him wearing so tight jeans before, but you liked how it made his legs shaped. He had weird but cute and hot shirt, which was black and had red roses over it. It was loose and it looked perfect on him. It looked exactly like his style. He is the best at choosing clothes. You often send him pictures of your clothes and he would tell you what to wear when you weren’t filming.
“Hey!Y/N! I’m here.” he ran to you and hugged you.
He never wanted to be too pushy about skinship since he was shy about it too. You were already hugging comfortably and you sometimes held hands just for the show. But soon, you realized he meant more for you than just an idol in a show. He was nice to you, he liked you, he was basically the best that happened to you in last few years.
He gave you flowers-dark roses.
“I know dark red roses are your favorite. Let’s go.”
“Where are we going? You didn’t tell me we’re going anywhere else…” he grabbed your hand and pulled you, making you follow him. You sat in the car and for some time you didn’t ask anything, but then he suddenly asked you a question.
“Do you like this?”
You were confused what he meant by ‘this’. This relationship? Yes. Him? Yes? Anything connected to him? Yes. The answer was always yes.
“Yes.” you said without hesitation.
“The cameras are off at the moment so I want to ask you. I know I won’t do it how you probably imagined it in your head when you were younger but still, I think this is important. I want you to continue our relationship, no, I want US to continue our relationship. Let’s not leave this relationship here and let’s go out more without cameras. Just us. Do you want this? I know it’s a lot of pressure, but still…”
“I do. Let’s go out more. Just us.”
You could’ve never imagined leaving your relationship just here. He did such a great things to surprise you and he made you happy. He knew what you like and what you hate. It would be sad if you would just say goodbye like this.As the car moved and with every minute you were closer to the end. But this end was the start of something new. Something good. Something great.
He opened the doors for you. You stepped out of the car and saw a small house- a restaurant in the middle of the meadow, full of flowers and big grass. You could smell the fresh air full of different smells of flowers blooming.
“WOW”
“I know. Let’s go in.”
It was bright day and when you saw the inside of the restaurant you were just left without any words. It was a small wooden house with full 4 people in it. You sat at the table and a pretty young woman came to serve you.
“This is my cousin, Jiyoon. She’s only 14 but she’s very mature for her age.”
You said hello to her and ordered the food.
“I know it might seem strange dining in the middle of nowhere but believe me, we just have to stay here until the night shows up. There’s such a beautiful garden behind the house. You’ll definitely fall in love with it.It was very nice and you went a walk around the village. You arrived at the field, filled with small pink roses and there was set up a blanket and a basket full of food.
"I know it’s not much, but I really tried making these look amazing and… I wrote a song for you… Remember when we were in Japan and you came to visit us?” you nodded “Well since then I was waiting for you to come again and make me smile, so when you left I wrote a song about you.”
He sang it to you with the background music on his phone. You felt touched because the song lyrics were so deep they made you cry. You were very thankful to him. shape"I have a gift for you too. It’s not a song and you might not like it, but I made a bracelet for you. It’s made of some of the rocks we found at all those parks. My dad helped me shaped it but I tried my best.“
You gave him a dark brown bracelet with mini heart-shaped rocks on it.
He loved it. He promised to be wearing it whenever he could and you promised him that you’ll record that song with him and you’ll make it a duet.
It was the perfect ending. But it was not the end.

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Tristeva

Originally posted by redworld96

THIS SHIP IS EVERYTHING AND I CRY ALWAYS

Okay, okay. I’ve always had a soft spot for this ship, okay From before I even understood what Wakfu was and I saw Tristepin catch Evangelyne and give her a cute, proud look, I literally called out, SHIPPED!

Let’s talk about these two, okay?

Let’s talk about how he was being turned into a bush and his one desire when facing plant oblivion was to get a kiss from this beautiful Cra.

Let’s talk about how he isn’t self-conscious about almost anything, but when he thought Eva was saying his breath stank, he refused to open his mouth without covering it because HE DIDN’T WANT IT TO BOTHER HER ANYMORE.

Let’s talk about how Tristepin always dreamed of ending up with a princess, but when he was right in front of one, his eyes were always on her bodyguard instead.

Let’s talk about how, on that same line of thinking, when Amalia reached her kingdom and everyone was saying how much of a princess she was, Tristepin looked genuinely confused and looked at Eva because SHE IS HIS PRINCESS

Let’s talk about how he EXILED HIMSELF TO THE DESERT after he broke Eva’s bow and accidentally hurt her. How doing that to her broke him so badly that he was willing to give up on everything he ever cared about, being a knight, being a guardian, being alive.

Let’s talk about Sir Tristepin Percedal asking what the point is in being a hero if you end up alone.

Let’s talk about how he SACRIFICED HIMSELF TO PROTECT HER.

I CAN KEEP GOING FOR DAYS

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okay i had an idea for lifting from V$ but I wanted to run it by y'all before i try it out, im just calling this “beeping on purpose”

so basically my V$ has gone batshit crazy on tagging EVERYTHING, and theyre all hook tags and i have a hook so it should be no problem right? EXCEPT my hook is fucking garbage and u gotta struggle w it so much, it takes forever to detag and its loud as FUCK. so…my idea was to go in looking all cute, nice dress, tiny ass purse, yknow just like really not sus, go about my regular method of filling a tote w panties and things i want to lift + decoys, concealing in the dressing room BUT instead of putting everything in my purse, i conceal on my body (cant get as much i know 😢) and LEAVE THE TAGS ON!! number one, i don’t actually know if the towers work at my store, and number two, even if they do beep, IM EXPECTING IT TO DO THAT, BITCH! i get all :o and play dumb like “omg was that me? I don’t understand? here please feel free to look in my purse :(” AND THEYRE (hopefully) JUST GONNA LET ME GO BC THERES NOTHING IN MY BAG AND I WAS TOTALLY COMPLACENT AND SHIT.
tbh you’d be surprised how much ive concealed on my body before, layers on layers on layers of panties, clothes stuffed in my bra, clothes + more panties tucked into compression top tights, etc

is this too sketchy like would they try to search my body?? obv im not gonna go in wearing like baggy sweats and a winter coat but like ?? i rly wanna do it what y'all think