but his hair was really bad when it was long

random darry headcanons


-his favorite color is green

-he collects coffee mugs

-like he has an UNHEALTHY AMOUNT

-when he was little his hair was blonde

-when he was a teenager he tried to bleach his hair with lemon juice and it did not turn out well

-he gets very angry when the gang brings it up to taunt him

-young darry had really bad teeth and he had to have braces for like 3 years

-so he had a very long and veeery embarrassing awkward phase poor guy

-and the gang loves to look up pictures of him from that time in the family photo albums and like put them on his pillow and he is p i s s e d

-he is actually a great cook,,he learned from his mom

-he hates the color of his eyes

-when he was younger he was jealous of his brothers bc they had cool and unique names and his was DARREL

-but as he got older he realized it was a good thing bc he didn’t have to explain his name to everyone

-and after his parents died he was glad to carry on his father’s name

-modern darry would love breaking bad just saying

-total Gryffindor don’t even try me,,,,,,

-in high school EVERYONE liked him

-it was the whole “every girl wants to be with him and every guy wants to be him”

-but he was forgotten by a lot of them and the ones who didn’t forget just feel bad for him

-very depressing situation here

-you know the Brandon Rogers video “a day with mom”? yeah he is that mom

-he looks tough but he’s basically a big teddy bear

-his skin is so soft

-the longest eyelashes????no fair???


-ok he belongs on The Office

-like he’s looking into that imaginary camera 24/7

-needs a fucking foot rub someone help him

-he always says goodnight to all the boys no matter how mad or tired he is


@victuuri-week Day 4 - *Smash Bros voice* FREE FOR ALL!!!

*cough* Sorry, I’m reading it like this everytime lmao. I love mermaid AUs too much, and since I used the “Mythos AU” day with something else, I decided to do it today! It’s my birthday, so i’m happy I got to draw some mermaids for today XD

Just a few HCs to go with this pic (english isn’t my first language, sorry if anything comes out wrong or doesn’t make sense):

  • Yuuri had a really bad breakdown and tried to kill himself by jumping on the stormy sea. 
    • Viktor was just swimming by when he found Yuuri, already passed out, and without even thinking saved him and carried him to the beach.
    • Yuuri regained his senses momentary, and the only thing he could say when he saw the figure leaning over him was “Beautiful”.
  • Viktor gets immediately smitten with this human, but he know he shouldn’t stay for longer since anyone could see him now out in the open (he was already going to get in trouble for letting this man see him). So, full of regret for not being able to stay by his side, he jumps back on the sea, and watch from behind some rocks as someone founds the man passed out and calls for help.
  • Yuuri wakes up in a hospital, his entire family crying and hugging him and begging him not to do that again. He immediately feels bad for giving up so easily and making them cry so much, and hugs them back, apologizing.
    • Later, when they are calmer, he asked who was the long-haired man that helped him off of the sea. But everyone just seems confused by this and inform him that he was found lying alone at the beach by a passerby. 
  • But Yuuri was sure there was someone else, and when he gets discharged, he goes back to the little beach, looking at the sea, without really knowing what to do. 
  • After that, he goes there everyday, and while that worries his parents, he actually seems a lot less down when he is by the sea, so they let him go (Mari keeps messaging him every 5 minutes to be sure he is alright, tho).
    • Everyday, there is a pair of cerulean eyes underwater staring back at him.

…I got carried away lmao (I didn’t had this written down and came up with some parts rn, sorry if it’s messy XD). Thanks if you read this all!!

Commission Me!


Originally posted by rossfbutlers

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request: “17 - Zach Dempsey”


17. “Well, she’s hot. Why don’t you try to date her?”

Word count: 1.530

Posted: 16th of May 2017

A/N: OMG! It’s my baby’s birthday, happy birthday to my angel and cinnamon roll, and I would appreciate it if you talk about MILES in my ask box. I am disappointed and sad too, so Miles would really cheer me up right now. I am so tired and I have some tests and oral tests for tomorrow, that sucks! I hate school so much and I can’t wait for it to end. Honestly.
I hope that you like this Zach imagine and I would appreciate it if you send some requests. Thank you so much, I love you all.

- G. x

Warning: few bad words, I think.

“Zachary Dempsey!” You shouted as you tried to catch your best friend’s attention. You were complaining about some iniquities of your Maths teacher about your surprised long test earlier that day, but you stopped when you noticed that he wasn’t listening to you.

You decided to have a picnic after school as you wanted to study for your Peer Communications exam together. Your final exams were coming soon and school was about to end, finally.

The day seemed so calm and tranquil. The mild and fine weather just came in as the colourful flowers bloomed and the trees suddenly became green. The heat of the sun kissed your skin as the howling gale made your hair sway in different directions and the only noise that could be heard was your fussy voice, together with the chirping of the birds.

“What the hell?” He jumped a little bit, accidentally throwing his pen on the blanket that you were sitting on. “What is your problem?” He asked with his furrowed eyebrows, still having his gaze concentrated in somewhere else.

“Dude, I was blabbering with no one!” You nudged him to catch his attention, but he was lost in his thoughts once again so you followed his lost gaze.

Your heart suddenly ached and your chest tightened as you saw him staring at a familiar and pretty girl from afar.

“Hannah.” You slowly nodded your head as you closed your heavy and thick Communications textbook. You remained in silence as you dealt with the deafening sound of the falling fragments of your heart.

Honestly? You really liked Zach since your Sophomore year. It started with a simple and innocent crush, but you started going out as friends and your feelings for him just grew wider and deeper. You tried to repress every emotion that you felt for him by avoiding him once, but it was useless because you kept on falling in love with him more and more every day, at first slowly, but then all at once.

“What’s up with her?” You curiously asked as you twiddled with the pen in your right hand. You stared at Zach and he suddenly looked at you.

“Just thinking about what happened during Valentine’s Day.” Zach answered and he flashed you a sad smile. You corrugated your forehead as he said that he didn’t have any date that night and he was going out with his friends, but it came out that he was with her, at least, that was what you expected that happened. “Don’t look at me like that, because I know what you’re thinking!” He playfully ruffled your hair and he gave you some loud laughs.

“Why? What am I thinking about?” You asked as you pretended to be innocent, obviously didn’t want to be caught.

“I was with my friends that night, stop being jealous.” He joked and he just laughed even harder when he received a loud slap on his arm, it didn’t have any effects on him as he was strong and muscular.

“I never thought that you weren’t with them!” You rolled your eyes as you lied through your teeth. Zach shook his head happily and you noticed how enthusiastic he was when you acted jealous around him.

“Yeah, right!” He rolled his eyes and he watched Hannah reading a book from afar. You watched her too and, although you could barely see her, you still had the chance to admire her features: long brown wavy hair, pink rosy cheeks and red full lips. She was beautiful and you couldn’t deny that it wasn’t impossible to like her, nevertheless her bad reputation at school. “Her date was Marcus.”

“They hang out together?” You curiously asked. Marcus had a really different behaviour compared to Hannah and it was strange for them to go on a date together.

“The Dollar Valentine of the cheerleaders.” He shortly answered as he finally closed his textbook too. You remembered how your previous Valentine’s Days went in the past few years and you were thankful that you decided to stay with your parents this year. “Marcus was an asshole though.”

“I have always said it.” You proudly stated as you flashed him a convinced wide smile. Zach nodded his head as he was agreeing to what you have just said. “Then what happened?”

“Well, he thought that Hannah was an easy one, just like what those school walls heard from some students about her.” Zach looked at you and he caught your eyes, but quickly looked away. “Long story short: Marcus wanted to have sex with her and, of course, Hannah rejected him.”

“Damn it! Where’s the fucking respect?” You complained and you furrowed your eyebrows as Marcus’ behaviour disgusted you. How can a man do something like that? It wasn’t even a behaviour to consider.

“I know.” Zach shortly answered. “Hannah spent the night crying as I remained with her, trying to make her laugh.”

“And?” You raised your shoulders as you waited for further explanations.
“And nothing, I talked and she listened. Nothing more.” Zach honestly answered and a dead silence was created between the two of you.

You knew Zach perfectly and you’ve always noticed it whenever he would lie about things. It didn’t seem that he was lying, so you believed him, although you still thought that he liked her.

Well, she’s hot. Why don’t you try to date her?” You suddenly blurted out as you were trying to find some interesting topics to talk about. You hated the silence when it came to Zach, you find it annoying when you couldn’t find any topic to discuss about.

“What?” Zach slightly shouted and you could say that he was shocked too. He didn’t expect you to say those things. You couldn’t understand why you chose that topic out of all the possible topics in the world, it was embarrassing and you somehow hinted him that you didn’t find him interesting nor you weren’t interested in him.

“Well,” You knew that you couldn’t take everything back anymore. You were afraid of what he might say about it, but you needed to go with the flow. “she’s beautiful. Isn’t she?”

“She is,” Zach honestly answered and you harshly felt a dart hitting perfectly the bullseye of your heart. “but it doesn’t mean that I want to date her.” He emphasized his words, trying to make you understand his point.

“Why not, Dempsey?” You pushed yourself to the limit and you still continued on teasing Zach, even though you knew that it wouldn’t be a good thing for you.

“Because it’s a no, (Y/N)!” Zach ruffled your hair once again and you just laughed as you noticed that he was starting to be annoyed. He’s never liked it whenever you would take care of his relationships, neither when you talk about your celebrity crushes or your admiration for some people.

“Tell me why!” You insisted and you kept on laughing as Zach gave you a death glare.

You held your stomach as you cried for your happiness. Annoyed Zach was the best Zach and you just loved it. Your laughter, though, was interrupted when Zach wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you backwards, making you lean your body on his chest.

“What the he-“ You were about to complain for his unexpected actions, but then he suddenly pressed his lips on yours to shut you up. You were obviously shocked, because why would he do such thing?

Your eyes grew wide as the happening still had to sink in your mind, but as soon as Zach moved his lips to deepen the kiss, you flutter shut your eyes and enjoyed the movements of your lips as they locked and fitted perfectly. You started to play with his hair and he caressed your face, slowly drawing some circles on your burning cheeks.

“That’s why, (Y/N)! I’d like to date you, instead of her, because I love you!” Zach whispered in your ear, confessing his feelings as you broke the kiss in need of air. He let your head rest on his chest and you flashed him a wide smile. “Is that clear now?”

“More than clear, Dempsey!” You laughed and you rolled your eyes as you lingered the smell of his perfume on his neck. You loved his scent and you couldn’t deny that he attracted you even more.

“So?” He raised an eyebrow as he held your hand tightly, interlacing his fingers with yours. “Can I try to date you, instead?”

“Try?” You jokingly questioned him. “I thought we are already dating?”

“Well, your thoughts are never wrong.” He winked at you and you both let out some soft giggles, being happy and thankful of the fast, but great moment that happened just a few minutes ago.

Being happy is underestimated, it is stereotypical, but Zach? Zach had that capacity to take you to another world, to make you discover new emotions to feel whenever you were with him. You were beyond happy for sure, because it was you who he wanted to be with and not anyone else. He chose you and, like what he has said, he loved you.

anonymous asked:

I know you said the characters needs to be ready to come out, so I hope asking this is cool? As a trans boy I'm really interested in how Dallas Deals with being trans? And how his environment reacted?

Since this probably won’t be elaborated in comic.. He comes out at an early age. His dad was still alive. He was probably 7 when he started pulling at his pigtails. His mom bought him a pair of really pretty dolphin-pendant hair ties and he felt so bad for telling her he didn’t want it. He probably felt really mean so he’d wear it around his wrists. when he was 8 he asks his mom if he could cut his hair short and she and his dad agreed. Dallas wasn’t a very spoiled kid, and his dad let him do and wear whatever he pleased with his body (so long as it wasn’t harmful, or anything.)
So yeah. When Dallas was 9, him and his dad were going dress shopping for a family seder, but Dallas had failed an exam and he already had a really crappy day so he just. Sat down on a bench near the stores and Started Crying.

 His dad says, “Abby, what’s wrong?”
and he says, he doesn’t know why he’s crying, but he says, wearing dresses makes him uncomfortable. He shows his dad the hair tie and he says he feels bad saying no to all the stuff his parents buy him, but he’s just. He appreciates it but he doesn’t know what to do with it.
While yes, in later years he will understand that it’s 100% okay for a boy to wear dresses and makeup, and other things typically considered “feminine”, when he was a kid, he had an intense need to “pass.”
His parents are confused, but only at first.
Dallas is very lowkey. After his dad dies, him and his mom and baby sister move to Oregon. At his school. He’s always introduced himself as Dallas Ezra Margolin. His deadname would be Shulamite Abigail Margolin.
When he was 9, his mom cried a lot, and Dallas was scared she was disappointed, but she tells him, she was scared of how many times she’d unintentionally hurt him. Dallas flushed and asked his mom if she could pick him a new name (he loves his mom a Lot). His dad was jealous, and Dallas told him he could pick a name for Dallas too (Abe Margolin Is A Nerd)
Dallas’ mom picked the name of her favorite character from her favorite book, and his dad chose Ezra, which is Dallas’s grandpa’s name.
When Dallas starts T at 14 or 15, it’s the same year he joins the baseball team. Everyone just assumes that Dallas is a shy boy when he refuses to change into gear in front of anyone.
Poppy had sort of suspected. She’d always cuddle Dallas when they sleep together, (she’s very cuddly) and she felt the little clasps that some of Dallas’ binders have. She doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t feel the need to say anything.
There’s a silent understanding between her and Dallas.
Dallas does plan on telling Malek and Poppy, he’s just. Not sure how.
Until, of course. His mom let him have surgery. He set Malek and Poppy aside. Sits their asses down. “Please listen to me. I need you. This is really important to me. I don’t want you to think that I’m anyone other than Dallas-” his voice cracks, and Malek is about to make a joke, but Poppy is like, quit it.
Because she can see how nervous Dallas is. And Dallas just. Says his mom is gonna let him have top surgery. And Malek is Confused, and Dallas elaborates, Poppy Is Swelling Because She Loves Dally So much. Malek is horrified (keep reading on this pls don’t judge Malek yet) And Dallas can see that. And his mind is all “he doesn’t see you as a real boy.” But Malek is horrified because of all the times he called Dallas a “drama queen.” A “prissy princess” as jokes. He feels awful and sick and he owes Dallas a ton of apologies.
But Malek doesn’t want to make this all about himself. So he shakes his head and he hugs Dallas, like. Really obnoxiously tight. Like the combined force of his binder and Malek’s hug made it really hard to breathe. Malek doesn’t let go for a good, long, while. He mumbles
he supports Dallas All the Way, and he’ll always listen to what Dallas has to say. Later when Malek has Dallas all to himself, he apologizes for all the dumb names he’s called Dallas before.
One time Blake calls Dallas a bitch and Malek is all, freaked, and he’s all pissy at Blake, and everyone is all, whoah Malek what’s gotten into you man? And Malek apologizes. And Dallas decides he should come out to rest of the team. They’re his best friends. Blake feels terrible and says sorry. It’s the only time Blake has genuinely said sorry to anyone and it’s really a miracle to behold. Next practice, Dallas finally feels comfortable changing in front of everyone. Nobody bats an eyelash, and Dallas is so relieved.
There’s really.. A lot more but I wanna include the other stuff in comic so this is all I can give you! But a lot of stuff. In the comic. Soon.
//long post

I asked my mom what she thought about MM characters

Mom: An executive? She looks like an executive giving a speech about coffee. She’s very professional. And pretty. Very pretty.
Me: Would you date her?
: Oh, yes I would. She looks like she would treat me right.


Mom: Is that a guy? Why does he have long hair? He looks like a human rat.   Is he a model?
Me: He’s an actor. And be nice, he’s a good guy.
Mom: …He has a long tail in the back, but nice hair in the front. If he cuts the back, he’ll be better looking.


Mom: He looks like a tourist. Nice headphones. Is he your favorite one?
Me: No, he isn’t. Hold on. There’s another picture I want you to see. 

Mom: What the hell.
Me: He likes to cosplay.
Mom: …Isn’t that you’re in to, too?
Me: Mom, please.


Mom: A girl with purple eyes? Who wants purple eyes?
Me: What do you mean, they’re pretty!
Mom: She looks like she received bad news.
Me: That’s a boy, mamma.
Mom: Really? Ay, he looks like you when you stay up late.
Me: Mom, please.


Mom: He looks like he works in an office. Very well put together.
Me: *Blush blush* Yeah, he does look good~
Mom: Is he wearing a wig?
Mom: Then you will have bald children.

Imagine drinking with Logan after a long day of teaching classes

Requested by anon with the prompt,“This should be against some sort of rule.”

You looked up at the night sky and exhaled deeply. To say you were mentally exhausted would be a understatement. The newest crop of mutant students to arrive where a handful and classes were spent trying to get everyone’s abilities under control. After one student caught a few strands of your hair on fire, having a cold ice beer on the back lawn of the school, seemed well deserved.

“Now you got the right idea,” Logan’s voice came from behind you. Smiling to yourself, you patted the empty lawn chair next to you.

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FIC REC’S OF 2017 part 5 (april/may)


I Walk The Line by Awriterwrites (55k)

Professor Louis Tomlinson is the leading researcher in his field. Harry Styles is Louis’ recently hired grad assistant. Sparks fly between them but something doesn’t add up when it comes to Harry, and Louis is determined to find out what.

What happens when everything Louis thought he knew comes crashing down around him? Is he doomed to repeat his past mistakes? Or will he learn to follow his heart and find a way to forge his own path, alongside someone he’s not sure he can trust, but who might just be the best thing to ever happen to him. TRUST ISSUES

Dance To The Distortion by Lis (domesticharry) (96k)

Louis accidentally breaks Harry’s camera lens and in order to get it fixed, they decide to participate in a romantic couples study. The only issue is that they are not actually couple. Well that and the fact they cannot stand each other. FAKE/PRETEND RELATIONSHIP, HATE TO LOVE

We Are Only Just Beginning by afirethatcannotdie (129k)

In the dim light of a dorm kitchen, Harry Styles meets a boy who flips his life upside down. Three years later, he’s a senior in college, ready to take on the world with the love of his life by his side. And then Louis Tomlinson admits he doesn’t know what he wants to do after college after all, and Harry’s world flips again, this time not so pleasantly. He can’t imagine his life without Louis, but he’s starting to worry he might have to.

A college AU featuring lots of domestic sappiness, waffles, tattoos, late nights and early mornings, and above all, Louis and Harry against the world. ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP

Wholehearted by TheMagicWord (77k)

AU. When superstar singer and winner of The Voice Louis Tomlinson tweets “Nothing worse than waking up with no milk for a cuppa !! Gutted” he doesn’t expect someone to bring him some. And he really doesn’t expect that someone to have bright green eyes, long curly hair, and (fucking) dimples. FAMOUS/NOT FAMOUS, COMING OUT

The New Romantics by wildestdreams (36k) 

After being blindsided and dumped by his boyfriend Isaac, Louis does the only thing he can do: wallow and mope. But when Harry tells Louis that karma’s going to get Isaac eventually, Louis decides karma isn’t moving fast enough. He takes matters into his own hands, and if he has to drag Harry into his schemes and seduction plans, then so be it.

OR John Tucker Must Die AU featuring drunk dance sessions, bad disguises, and a seduction plan gone wrong. FRIENDS TO LOVERS

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risquetendencies  asked:

bokuroo + sleepy or bittersweet?

“Your eyes are literally closed, Bo.”

“Nnngh, they’re not.”

“Yeah? How many fingers am I holding up?”

“Your middle finger.”

Kuroo frowns down at his right hand, which indeed only had the middle finger up. “Okay, fine, but that’s because you know me so well. Bokuto, just go to sleep already.”

“No,” Bokuto tries to say, except he yawns halfway through, and never quite finishes the single syllable word. His head slumps forwards until it hits Kuroo’s shoulder, and then he just stays there, breathing soft and warm against Kuroo’s neck.

“C’mon, Bo. You just yawned in my face.” Kuroo yawns himself, even as his arm comes up to wrap around the other boy. “Why won’t you admit defeat?”

“Because,” Bokuto starts, and then he trails off, long enough that Kuroo thinks he really did fall asleep. Then, in the quietest mumble Bokuto is only capable of when he’s really, really, really tired, or when he’s feeling really, really, really bad, he says, “Because it’s our last night together.”

That makes Kuroo pause. His grip on the other boy tightens without him really noticing it. Slowly, he lifts a hand to Bokuto’s hair. It’s soft now, like it always is after he showers. Like down feathers. 

“I know,” Kuroo says, staring across the room at the single volleyball poster he’s put up in all the years he’s lived here. Even Kenma has more posters up in his room. But this is home. And with Bokuto here, it’s even harder to think about the packed boxes and suitcases waiting in the hall for morning.

“I know,” he says, “but we’ll have many more sleepovers in the future, okay? You can come visit me in my dorm, I’ll take the train to your uni. Yeah?”

Bokuto shoves his face further into the crook of Kuroo’s neck, and they both adjust into a now-familiar hold. “Mmkay,” Bokuto’s muffled voice says, slow and warm. “We’ll see each other a lot. On court, too, so I can kick your ass.”

“You mean, so I can kick your ass.”

“Nuh-uh,” Bokuto says, but it’s slurred now, and his weight is growing heavier in Kuroo’s arms. 

Kuroo smiles fondly down at the cuddly lump on his chest. He lays them both down on his bed, so small now with two grown teenagers stretched out on it. Bokuto’s breathing evens out, and soon after, Kuroo follows. 

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Earn Your Trust

Originally posted by bacardistyles

request: Maybe you could write something about enemies to lovers? or y/n and H used to be together but y/n had done something really bad and he makes it hard for her to earn his trust/love back?

thanks for requesting this and sorry it took me so long to write it, i hope you like it (:

“So the media dug up yours and Harry’s past and are having a field day with it?” My stylist, Jeana, said as she finished curling my hair.

I sighed. “Apparently so, but I don’t get why what happened when we were kids is even relevant now.”

“You aren’t stressing over it, are you?” She asked me, looking at me in the mirror.

I shook my head. “Not really. I haven’t even spoken to him in years. The only time I’ve seen him in person is when we’re at the same events, and he hasn’t been to any big ones since his break started.”

“He’s back now though,” Jeana’s assistant stylist, Nicolette, spoke up. “And I’m pretty sure he’s going to be at the charity event tonight.”

My eyes got wide. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

She chuckled. “Nope. You’re both celebrity ambassadors for the charity, I’m surprised you didn’t know he was coming.”

I went to rub my face out of stress and Jeana swatted my hand away. “I did not spend almost half an hour on your makeup for you to screw it up because you’re nervous about seeing your little boyfriend tonight.”

“He’s not my boyfriend!” I raised my voice, immediately regretting it. I sighed again. “Sorry, Jean, I-I just… I don’t think he wants to be anywhere near me.”

“What happened between you two anyways?” Nicolette questioned.

Just then, Helen, my manager, and my security guard named Harris came in.

“Time to go!” Helen clapped her hands together excitedly. She noticed that I wasn’t nearly as excited as she was and her smile dropped. “What’s wrong, y/n?”

I rolled my eyes. “I’ll explain in the car.”

The charity event was in full swing, the charity’s founder had already spoken and she announced that both Harry and I were here, so I knew that he had shown up. I hadn’t seen him yet, though. And the fact that I could run into him made me more anxious by the second, but not for a reason most people would think.

“You look like you’re going to puke,” Helen joked. “Just calm down, you guys will probably just ignore each other or something.”

“What if I don’t want him to ignore me?” I said, surprising her. “What if I want things to be okay between us again?”

She examined my face, making sure I was being serious. I definitely was.

Helen exhaled. “Y/n, if you want to talk to him, then do it. The worst that can happen is that he ignores you, or walks away. And yeah, that would really suck, but you’ll survive.”

“Aren’t you supposed to give me good advice?” I jibed.

She playfully shoved me, and I set off to find him. Harry would be over what happened by now, right? I mean, it happened while we were in middle school and high school, there was no way he was still holding a grudge against me. Right?

As I was looking around for him, I accidentally bumped into someone.

“Sorry,” We both said in unison, then looked at each other in shock.

There, standing in front of me, was Harry. Though he looked older that he did the last time I saw him, he still looked like the guy I’d known back in our school years. His look of shock turned to one of extreme distaste, and mine turned into a frown.

“Um, how have you been?” I tried, hoping it would make him not look like he hated me.

He laughed sarcastically. “So now you want to talk to me?”

“What are you talking about?” I said, confused.

He looked at me as if I was the biggest idiot he had ever met. “Don’t play stupid, y/n, you know what happened. And yes, it may have happened when we were younger, but you know that once people lose my trust it’s hard for them to earn it back. Much less my respect,”

All I could do was stand there, dumbfounded. He chuckled, shaking his head and walking away. He actually, genuinely hated me. I’ll admit, what I did wasn’t right, but we’re adults now. And at one point, we were best friends. How could he just treat me as if we didn’t once care about each other?

I walked back to Helen, her smile falling once she saw how disappointed I looked.

“I’m guessing it didn’t go well?” She asked.

I shook my head.

“Aw, I’m sorry,” She said as she hugged me. “Maybe you could try again? I could get his number for you, and you can talk to him and ma–”

“No, it’s fine,” I interrupted, pulling away. “He looked at me as if he hated me, I doubt he ever wants to talk to me again.”

She pulled her phone out. “Well, I’ll get it anyways and whether or not you use it is up to you.”

It had been a week since the charity event, and of course all that was on my mind was Harry. I just wanted to make things right, but how could I do that when he so obviously wanted nothing to do with me? I lay in bed, staring at his contact on my phone. Maybe I should try texting him, and if he really doesn’t want to talk then I’ll leave him alone.

I exhaled, then sent him a text.

hey it’s y/n

I locked my phone, deciding to watch tv and not get my hopes up that he’s even answer. About fifteen minutes later, my phone went off. I unlocked it and saw that he did answer me.

Great, now i have to get my number changed.

I scoffed. Was he serious? I took a deep breath, chalking his fowl mood up to him just holding his grudge still.

look harry ik i messed up and everything but that was so long ago and i’m willing to make it up to you

Hm… I don’t think I saw an apology in that.

omg stop being such a pretentious prick and let me apologize in person, i at least owe you that much

Wow, I had no idea you actually had a backbone.

But I don’t know about that, you could just be trying to mess with me.

why would i do that to you? why would i be basically begging for you to give me a chance to apologize just to screw with you? just let me try to earn your trust

I guess you wouldn’t go that far…

Fine, we can get lunch or something.

thank you, i promise all i want to do is make things right

I walked into the place we agreed to have lunch at, looking around until I found Harry sitting in a booth towards the back. I sat down in front of him, nervously looking at my nails.

“I believe you had something to say to me?” He said expectingly.

I gave him a look. “I’m not saying anything until you drop this dickhead act. This is so unlike you, and we both know that.”

He looked at me for a second, then sighed, his harsh expression softening. “Fine,”

“Anyways, I’m sincerely sorry about what happened. I shouldn’t have abandoned you like I did, and I apologize.”

He waited, as if he expected more. When I didn’t say anything else, he rolled his eyes. “That’s it? You only apologize for leaving me alone?”

“Is that not what I did?” I questioned.

“That’s not even half of what you did.” He said firmly. “I had moved to America and started seventh grade in the middle of the school year. I had no one, until you and I became friends. And towards the end of our freshman year of high school, you left me for these kids who everyone wished they were. Everyone but me, of course. They treated me like shit, y/n. And you left me for them.”

“I get that I left you, but I didn’t treat you like shit. So why do you hate me more that you hate them?” I asked.

He laughed sadly. “Don’t you get it? Not only did you abandon me, you being my only friend, you just stood there as they bullied me day in and day out, all because I was a little different. And you never once stood up for me, y/n. Not even once.”

I sat there, dumbfounded yet again. He was completely right. I didn’t stop them when they treated him awfully. I was such a shitty friend.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched one roll down his cheek. “I’m so sorry, Harry. I’d give anything to go back and change it.”

He shook his head as he wiped his tears away. “And on top of all of that, I had feelings for you. I still did, even after what happened. I hated that they wouldn’t go away no matter what you did.”

I looked at him in shock. “You did? Harry, I had feelings for you too. Holy shit, I was such an awful person.”

“Yeah, you were,” He chuckled. “But so was I, and I’m sorry for treating you like that.”

“It’s fine,” I waved him off. “The way you acted towards me wasn’t unwarranted. I kind of deserved it.”

Harry looked at me for a moment, then said, “Can we start where we left off? You, know, before all the drama?”

“You want us to act like we did when we were fifteen and sixteen?” I gave him a questioning look, though I was obviously joking.

He chuckled. “No, I just meant can we be super close again? Or maybe even more than super close?

I beamed at him. “Yeah, I’d like that a lot.”

if you have any ideas for other imagines you’d like me to write feel free to request them, requests are always open x

anonymous asked:

(Langst) lance having freckles all across that Freckle Area atop his cheeks and nose, but lance used to get teased and bullied because of them. And now he thinks his freckles are ugly and that he has to hide them. So he's been covering them up with as many layers of foundation as he needs for them to be "erased".

Ahhhhh my poor baby 

Growing up Lance’s mom always told him how she was jealous of his freckles. She always said “hijo, I wish I had your freckles so that people would know that the stars had kissed me.” 

Lance always love his freckles. He would run up to parents and kids and say ‘Look! The stars kissed me!!’ Nobody ever said anything bad to him.

It wasn’t until middle school that people started to pick on Lance. Everyday people would pick on Lance for the smallest thing. Being the only Cuban kid in a primary white school tend to leave him the spot light for bullying.

Lance always found a way to ruin their material. They picked on Lance for his clothes, he bought new clothes. They picked on him because he was short. When he his puberty he shot up like a bean. Everything they bullied Lance for, he always found a way around it, until he couldn’t.

“Why do you have freckles?” The kid stepped closer to Lance and stared at him.

“My mom says it’s because the stars kissed me.” Lance smiled at the boy.

“That’s dumb! You’re dumb for thinking that!” The boy shoved Lance and ran away screaming ‘Freckles are Ugly!’

This went on for weeks and every time Lance would think about what his mom said. This kept him positive for the most part. Until it became too much for Lance to handle.

Lance was standing in his bathroom staring at his face in the mirror.


Lance scratched at his face. He didn’t want to be ugly. He wanted to be pretty just like everyone else.

Lance was 13 when he started to wear makeup.


Hunk knocked on the bathroom door. “Lance hurry we up, we have to go to class.”

“I’ll be right out!” Lance stared at himself in the mirror and his fingers ghostly moved from his right cheek, over his nose down to his left cheek. Disgusting. Lance grabbed his foundation and quickly applied it. He wanted them gone.


It was around 3am when the alarms in the castle started to blare.

“Paladins you must hurry! Zarkon is attacking! Get to your lions at once.” Alluras voice boomed over the loud speakers. Lance jumped out of his bed and put on his armor, and quickly applied a small dab of makeup on his cheeks.

The unfortunate thing about makeup is that it can be sweated off, and it was coming off fast. Lance couldn’t help it, he sweated when he was nervous, and fighting for your life is pretty nerve racking.  

After the battle was won Lance landed his lion and started to walk to the bridge to quickly brief with Allura before heading back to bed. Lance wiped his face, attempted to remove some of the sweat, he didn’t even realize the brown mark the makeup left on his armor.

Upon enter the bridge Lance noticed that everyone was already there. Allura quickly told everyone her plan to move the castle and ordered them to head back to bed. Lance was halfway to his room before he was stopped by Keith.

“Hey Lance, you did really good out there, well for the leg.” Keith said jokily.

Lance smiled at himself, after every mission they would tease each other. “You didn’t do too bad yourself mullet.”

Keith laughed and walked to Lance and joined on his walk to his room. “You have to come up with a better nickname for me. Mullet is getting old.”

Lance started to laugh but stopped when he saw Keith staring at him. “What? Do I have a mullet?” Lance reached back to feel how long his hair had gotten.

“Freckles.” Keith took a step closer to Lance and stared harder.

Lance stumbled backwards. He reached up and wiped away for foundation, he bit his lip. “Listen I grew up with that nickname, I don’t need it from you.” Lance started to walk away but Keith stopped him.

“Lance wait, I wasn’t saying it in a negative way, I just never noticed them.” Keith stared at Lances cheeks.

“Well because I don’t want people to see them.” Lance placed his free hand over his face.

Keith pulled his arm down “Why not? They’re cute, it’s like the stars kissed you.”

Lance stared at Keith for a few seconds before he broke down crying. It had been such a long time since he heard something nice about his freckles. “You don’t think that they are ugly?” Lance managed to sob out.

“What? No, no, no. Why? They’re freckles.” Keith pulled Lance in for a hug and Lance hugged him back crying even harder.


Lance stood in his bathroom staring at himself. His hand hovering over his foundation. Should I? Lance thought back to that night with Keith and walked out of the bathroom without the foundation. 

My poor son. Freckles are beautiful!

BTW the thing about the stars kissing you is something my best friends mom said to me and it always sticks with me. 

Thank you for this!!! <3

anonymous asked:

I honestly love that idea of lance being super touchy with his whole family. So, in space, once he becomes more open with everyone in space, he slowly starts to be touchy. With hunk he hangs on his back a lot and asks for hugs occasionally, especially while he is on a bad day or anxiety ridden. With pidge he will try to rest his head on their shoulder or just have a hand in their hair and sometimes talk, not as much as with hunk. With coran he let's coran talk for hours, gaining hair ruffles 1/?

and occasionally side hugs. On really bad days, he gets long hugs that coran shows the affection as if he were coran’s son. Coran says it at times too. With Shiro, Shiro tends to give him pats more often and sometimes will let lance cuddle against his side when in the common room. Shiro actually likes it and adopts the space dad title, especially when lance is having a bad day. With allura, he messes with her hair. She let’s him and she enjoys it, or she’ll play with his as he rests his head 2/?

in her lap. They usually bond over how much they love their family and talk about boys when they do face masks. With Keith, he’ll hold Keith when Keith gets angry. He will hold Keith’s hand when he needs to be grounded. He’ll sleep with Keith on really bad nights or end up resting against his side while looking out into space together. And when they both need it, they switch depending on how they feel. One will lay on the other to listen to their heartbeat. Lance is a touchy love person. 3/3 :)

@darkrosesforangels holy moly, this is beautiful. 

BTS Reaction to: You Having Bad Anxiety

Jin: Hates the fact that his loved one is going through this. What’s even worse is that there’s no way he can “cure” your anxiety. He can do nothing when you’re feeling your worst and he feels so small because of this. “I wish I could make everything better.”

Originally posted by nycbtslover

Suga: Although internally, he’s concerned, he’s more of a tough love guy on the outside. He’ll tell you, “There’s nothing to be anxious for! Give anxiety the middle finger and tell it who’s boss.”

Originally posted by dabbingjungkookie

J-Hope: Looks after you as best he can, playing with your hair, fixing your jacket, trying to talk you down. “What’s so scary about ringing the bank? You just tell them you need help and I’m sure a very friendly person will help you out ~”

Originally posted by kim-taehyung

If that doesn’t work, he’ll resort to humour. “Do you want me to scare away your anxiety? I’m big and tough - I’ll handle it for you!” He wishes it were possible, to take on your anxiety and ease your distress. If it were, he would do it in a heartbeat. He never worries for himself as much as he does others, especially you.

Originally posted by yngissi

Rap Monster: Rationally talks you through your anxiety. “Nothing bad is going to happen to you. I know you’re anxious but please, just try to overcome it. I’ll be here if you need me.”

Originally posted by holy-yoongi

Jimin: He feels everything that you feel so it affects him deeply when you’re anxious, as if he’s going through it too. He will try to help you through it, but if you’re really not able that day, then that’s cool, don’t feel bad! “Let’s go for a walk!” he’ll suggest, holding your hand tightly as you walk.

If you want to talk then he’ll listen but if you just want the calming silence then he’ll say nothing, using gentle touches and longing gazes to convey his support.

Originally posted by kths

V: Can sense when your anxiety is rising and grows so concerned. “Do you want to leave?” He’ll remove you from the situation, take you outside or to somewhere more private so you can breathe. He’ll also cuddle you, patting your hair and whispering soothing words in that deep voice for as long as it takes until you feel better.

Originally posted by toughchim

Jungkook: “I - I’m sorry, I don’t know what to do. Do you want a hug? Uh, some ice cream? I don’t … What should I do? I’m sorry.” Feels guilty that he can’t make your anxiety disappear in the blink of an eye. He’s good at so many things but this is the one thing our Golden Maknae can’t do.

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

what about Zelda Link and Ganondorf deciding to start living together? like the triforce bros they never got to be!

have a bunch of idiotic headcanons! (I could consider drawing some of them if you ask me to lol)

  • Zelda runs on alcohol. Both Link and Ganondorf think it’s super scary;
  • Ganondorf is the one who spends hours in the bathroom to fix his hair;
  • Link is the shorter and younger than the other two. Also the most spoiled;
  • Link likes to eat. Too bad Zelda and Ganondorf are both bad at cooking. He had to learn doing it by himself in order not to eat prepackaged food for the rest of his life. Zelda and Ganny are really proud of their personal chef;When Ganondorf or Zelda have to works long hours Link stops by to bring them homemade dinner. Both are really grateful (especially Ganondorf since his job requires a lot of physical effort. Zelda is happy to eat something warm too of course); 
  • Ganondorf is Link’s pillow;
  • Link is very ticklish;
  • Ganondorf is a pro in houseworks;
  • Zelda is a genius of domestic economy. The Triforce of Wisdom provides her the power to save enough money to pay all of the bills and also rent. Link isn’t allowed to go shopping by himself because he’s too much of a spendthrift;
  • Link is a pizza delivery boy;
  • Zelda is employed in a famous business company (major degree in statistics and economy? idk);
  • Ganondorf is a construction worker;
  • They go jogging together on their free days;
  • Link is a cat-magnet. He feeds a stray cat whom he had named Gan. Ganondorf is not amused;
  • Zelda and Ganondorf both have a driving licence but Ganny prefers to travel by bicycle. Link rides a motorbike (wich he mostly uses for deliveries). When they’re travelling together Ganondorf is usually the one who drives because Zelda is busy revising her work presentations. Link gets to sit on the front passenger seat and spends the time being annoying to Ganondorf;
  • Link plays guitar and Zelda plays cello. Ganny has a fine singing voice and they sometimes play something together;
  • they’re so happy together, even if Link and Ganondorf sometimes bicker on silly stuff. The real problems are quarrels between Zelda and Ganondorf. It’s just scary and Link always goes taking a walk, buys an ice cream tub and comes back home so they can eat together and make peace. Link still hasn’t got that Zelda and Ganny calm down more because of Link’s puppy eyes than because of ice cream but whatever;
  • When Zelda is out on business trips Link and Ganondorf order chinese takeaway and play video games lazying around in their underwear;
  • Sometimes Ganny has big works and has to spend the night out of town. Link and Zelda watch old photos together and play board games (Zelda always loses);
  • When Link goes out with his friends Zelda and Ganondorf just feel lonely and melancholic and just start drinking together till they fall asleep on the kitchen table. Link always finds them like this and brings them blankets;
  • Link can’t hold his alcohol and dislikes coffee. His favourite drink is “LON LON strawberry milkshake”;
  • Ganondorf loves red wine;
  • Zelda is a whiskey person;
  • Link once got drunk while at home alone with Ganny. Zelda was so angry at them;i wrote too many things ok. I just love this idea lol
Draco x Reader

Originally posted by huhhowaboutno

A/N: Set during the Half-Blood Prince…Kind of angsty I guess??

Just kiss me, Y/L/N.”

The longing in his voice sent shivers down your spine. You looked up into his eyes, darker and wider than usual. His eyes traced the curve of your lips and in that moment every emotion was painted clearly across his face. Every fibre of your body ached to oblige, to kiss him. Instead you let out a breath, stepping closer and lifting your hand gingerly to his face. You swept a lock of silver-blonde hair out of his eyes. You surveyed his features, studying a piece of art you had never seen before. His vulnerability was so clear. For months you had watched as he closed himself off to everyone, including you. You were his best friend, but he was cold and distant. Until now. The corridor was empty and dim, rain clattering down against the windows. 

“Draco…”  It was barely more than a whisper, but the effect it had on him was immeasurable. He swallowed and let out a shaky breath.

“Y/N…” The pleading in his voice broke your restraint. Eyes fluttering closed, you leaned into him, pressing your mouth to his. The result was electrifying. His hands left his side at once, pulling you closer and knotting in the fabric at your hips. His lips were bruising, but you didn’t even care. Months of unknown desire spilled out in one long kiss. Soon time merged and you were lost in the heat and the closeness and the desire.

His breaths were ragged when you pulled apart and his blonde hair was tousled, cheeks flushed with a red sheen. His tie hung loose at his collar, rising and falling with his chest. You opened your mouth to speak, but he stopped you, drawing you close to his chest.

A/N: Okay this is bad, I’m sorry. I know it doesn’t make up for my absence but I’m really struggling with writing at the moment so this will have to do for now. Hopefully next week I can write at LEAST 3 imagines because I’m not at school.

Yuri didn’t really mean for it to happen, it wasn’t really a purposeful thing like he was intending to do it. It was just that everything was so hectic at first, the move to Russia with Victor, getting all of his stuff together. Then Victor showing him around, teaching him some basic Russian, getting Yuri used to the rink there, all of that kind of piled up. Plus their personal life and the fact that Victor was still training Yuri relentlessly. And after a while Yuri realized he hadn’t gotten a haircut in a long time. Like, since he was back in Japan. And suddenly, his hair was just as long as Yurio’s.

He didn’t really mind it that much honestly, but he came to find that there were perks and pitfalls to having hair that long. So, this is just a little sneak peek into some of the things Yuri has found out can be good or bad, all involving the fact that he just hasn’t gone to the hairdresser.

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Monthly Reads | April 2017

Special mention⭐ & Top 5 + 10 more stories under the cut:

1000 Feelings For Which There Are No Names Prompt Challenge

This is a prompt challenge @suddenclarityharry had the inspiration for after reading some of the feelings described in the book 1000 Feelings For Which There Are No Names. Participants pick a random number between 1 and 1000 and have to use the feeling described to write a short fic in a week’s time!
Authors: a-writerwrites, letsjustsee, becomeawendybird, londonfoginacup, icanhazzalou, allwaswell16, phd-mama, flamboyantommo, jaerie, iflovewereall, all-these-larrythings
Week One  | Week Two | Week Three - posted tomorrow!

The Afterlife Fic (The Best I Ever Had in My Entire Life… Or Death)

by LovingCup | Afterlife | 490k

AU- After dying in an accident, Louis Tomlinson arrives in the Afterlife. Not Heaven and not Hell, Louis finds himself in Judgment City UK: a pristine city where the food and entertainment are divine and the newly departed must undergo a Review of their life on Earth to determine if they have lived a life worthy of advancement in the universe, or if they must be returned to Earth to be born again in a new body. On his first full day in the Afterlife, Louis meets Harry Styles, and the two have an instant connection. Over the course of their Reviews, they fall in love and begin to find that even though they didn’t know each other on Earth, they are nonetheless linked to one another in perfect ways. Both are hoping to move ahead in the universe together, but they are challenged with the threat of separation if one or both of them is sent back to Earth to be born again.

It Comes and Goes in Waves/It Always Does

by roaroftheninth | World War II | post war | 50k

“He says that he’s grateful for that ending, because he always wanted to imagine it like that and you were always a better storyteller than he was. But that’s not the ending that should be published, because it’s not the truth.”

Summary: It is 1953; Louis makes that nine years since they won the war (eight if you count the Americans, which he never does). His first novel, a best-seller set during wartime, is due for a sequel - but Louis doesn’t want to face the ending.

Run away home

by hattalove for 1D Big Bang: Round Four | friends to lovers | horse racing | slow burn | injury recovery| 106k

Louis stands, in the middle of a clearing with his hands in his pockets, and stares. This boy—God, this gorgeous, gorgeous boy. He seems so clumsy, confused at the best of times, but there’s a wisdom about him as he speaks, a maturity that belies his age.
Louis is hopelessly, wildly attracted to him.

or, louis is a successful jockey down on his luck, struggling to get his life back on track after an injury. harry has a horse, a house fit for a prince, and a broken heart.
it takes them a while to figure out that they need each other.


by TheMagicWord | famous/non famous | Coming Out | implied/referenced homophobia | 77k

AU. When superstar singer and winner of The Voice Louis Tomlinson tweets “Nothing worse than waking up with no milk for a cuppa !! Gutted” he doesn’t expect someone to bring him some. And he really doesn’t expect that someone to have bright green eyes, long curly hair, and (fucking) dimples.

Safe And Sound (You’ll Always Be)

by Rearviewdreamer | Famous/Non Famous | Bodyguard!Harry | 58k

When a failed case and a guilty conscience leaves Harry more than a little lost, his boss presents him with a new, less taxing assignment to help him cope. An escape from all the madness is just what Harry needs to get his life back on track. It’s just too bad his new client has a grin like the devil, a pair of electric eyes that Harry simply can’t get over, and no intention whatsoever of letting him catch a break.

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Originally posted by snoxhite

This is the second part to A touch. Negan decides to visit Y/N while she is doing laundry only for it to lead to a very angry make out session.

Reader X Negan

Warnings: F-word. A lot haha Probably to much haha 

Let me know if you wanna be tagged in this or nay of my other stories.

I walked one of the many halls of the Sanctuary throwing my hair up into a messy bun. I stopped when the sound of music filled my ears something I haven’t heard in a really long time. Peaking around the door frame I had to roll my eyes at what I saw.

It was Negan sitting on a couch drink in hand surrounded by his wives. I couldn’t help but let out a scoff. That was clearly a bad idea when Negan turned his head, a smirk quickly painted on his face when his eyes met mine.

“Well look what we have here.” He says standing up grinning widely.

“If it isn’t my song bird.” He says walking closer to me making me stand up straighter.

Being here for a few days I have learned that Negan doesn’t get off on beating women.

“No mouthy remark?” He asks lifting an eyebrow.

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a banghim one-shot inspired by the prompts I received today. includes himchan worrying about yongguk this comeback. angst. ot6 feels. fluff.

It’s common knowledge that Bang Yongguk barely sleeps. If you were to rank B.A.P by their sleeping problems, the leader is the obvious number one. Daehyun would come second, even if it’s with a margin. Jongup is undoubtedly last; the guy is like a damn cat. Junhong only has trouble falling asleep right before big performances. Youngjae falls asleep less than five minutes after the lights go out.

Himchan can’t sleep when he worries. When heavy thoughts won’t stop circling like vultures inside his head. Those nights he toss and turn until the bed doesn’t feel comfortable anymore, and he has to get up and do something else not to go crazy.

When Yongguk still lived in the dorm, those were the nights Himchan would find the leader sitting with his laptop and awful posture somewhere in the dark. He’d take a bottle from their stash and force Yongguk to talk to him until he felt tired again. Usually he’d manage to drag the oldest with him to bed by that time as well, right before sunrise. They’d have a bit of a headache the next morning, but at least they’d gotten a few hours shut-eye. It had worked. It had been easy.

Now, it isn’t as easy.

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We’re Good

Request: You and Shawn are dating, but you don’t like Camila and you get jealous so you’re very lovey dovey whenever Camila is around––happy ending / “How long have you been standing there?”

a/n: thank you all for being so patient with these updates!! I’m really trying my best to crank them out and balance my school life + social life!! You all rock I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!

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Going to the studio and just sitting in on one of Shawn’s sessions was always one of your favorite things.  You didn’t want to have a career in the entertainment industry, but seeing the process of everything behind making an album captivated you since the first time you saw Shawn recording.

           You sat on the outside of the booth with a table full of snacks that Shawn requested.  Playing on your phone, or scrolling through social media, was what you did while you listened to him.  He was in the middle of recording some vocals for a piano ballad he wrote.  His voice was your favorite thing to listen to and it soothed every part of you.  You couldn’t hear the music he was singing along to, but from hearing the verse he was singing, you knew that this would be your favorite song off his next album.

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