but i hope that will just be a fling

Sooooo . . . . magic

I have been magic-ing my ass off this year, and I’ve made some observations. Most of these are for me, but you might be able to relate.

  • Sometimes you have to ask the question differently to get what you want.
  • Sometimes you have to settle for a tad less than what you want.
  • Sometimes you have to ask multiple times.
  • Did you know that impatience has an energy? Me neither. At least, I had never thought about it.
  • The Universe doesn’t actually like hearing you whine and will attempt to shut you up … that may just be me.
  • I’ve made several attempts to stop magic with telepathy and … no.
  • I’ve made attempts at performing magic with telepathy and yes.
  • Magic people can “smell” other magic people. The more magic you do the more fragrant you are. People also assume that you’re powerful as opposed to … .really busy.
  • The entities will laugh at you and go tell other entities … it’s fucking high school all over again.
  • Humans can be familiars and that’s weird.
  • If your spell fails, ffs just do it again. Spilled milk, man. We all have off days.
  • It’s not that big of a deal.
  • Always attempt to have a reversal spell on hand because … . reasons.
  • By reversal, I mean have a spell on hand that will cause the opposite result … not necessarily an actual reversal spell … per se.
  • Doing magic to fix magic is as much funny-haha as it is funny-oh-no.
  • Different people react differently to the same spell. If you’re flinging magic at people, you may want to keep that in mind.
  • You can randomly end up with astral pets, and pet thoughtforms. They’re yours be nice to them. They have feelings.

I’m hoping my next year is just as magical, if not more so. I’m looking forward to it. It’s important to look forward to things.

I never believed in love at first sight but for some reason, I felt something different when we first met. The more I got to know you, the more my feelings intensified. And when you smiled, I knew that I was in trouble.
—  I just hope that you’ll let me fall in your arms
Another 100 Random RP Starters

- does include some swearing; feel free to edit when sending in an ask to fit character’s speech

  • “No. No, no, no. Don’t you dare try to pin the blame on me.”
  • “Did you even bother to think about the consequences?”
  • “Listen here you useless paperclip!”
  • “Meerkats are murderous little bastards.”
  • “For the record, I hate everything.”
  • “Do you even remember me?”
  • “Did you know the guy who wrote Sherlock Holmes may have killed a man?”
  • “I’m going to join NASA and fling myself into the sun.”
  • “I hope you know what you’re getting into.”
  • “Please don’t. Just… don’t.”

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How NCT 127 would cuddle you

MASTERLIST

Anon: how nct 127 cuddle…?

This was so cute to write!! It made my heart flutter tbh! I hope you like it! TBH, I was going to post this another day, but this was way too cute and I just needed to post it omg. I need someone to gush with right now lmao !

Taeil:

Cuddles were usually done whenever either one of you were tired. I don’t see Taeil being very affectionate usually, but if ever he was tired, or vice versa, he’d be very very very cuddly and clingy. He’d fall into your lap after practice rubbing his face on your legs and humming quietly. If you were tired, you’d basically fling yourself onto him, whilst he was lying on your bed reading or something, and he’d play with your hair and whisper into your ear.


Johnny:

Usually, in your relationship, Johnny would be the dominating one; he’d want to protect you at all costs and treating you delicately like a princess. But there’d definitely be moments, where he’d love you looking and caring after him instead. Never in public, he couldn’t let anyone see him being sensitive and soft - God no! He’d like it when you left him lie on top of you, his head on your chest, as your played with his hair and rubbed his back. Melting into your touch, he’d allow himself to be utterly looked after and fussed over.


Taeyong:

Taeyong would be a cuddler in the first place - it’d be his favourite way of expressing his love for you. Anyway and anytime, he’d always have his arms around you. But there’d be times where Taeyong would get super emotional and sensitive and would grab you in his embrace, nuzzling his head into your neck and muttering about how how he loved you and that he didn’t want you to leave. It wouldn’t be often, but they’d definitely be a very emotional and long hug.


Yuta:

Yuta would always have his hands on you in some way, no matter where you were or who you were with. He’d always greet you with a hug, a big flamboyant one and he’d grin widely whenever he saw you. The other boys would cringe and mock his romanticism and imitate him all the time. He wouldn’t care though, and roll his eyes, burying his face into your neck and telling you ignore them.


Doyoung:

Cuddling would basically be part of your daily routine. Both of you would always make time for it, no matter how busy his schedule was or how much work you had to do. It’d be your time to just talk and be peaceful and just enjoy each other’s company. You’d sit, with your legs over his lap, head in the crook of his neck, and Doyoung would let his arms hold you tightly and sweetly. You’d talk about anything and everything; sometimes you wouldn’t have much to talk about so would just sit in silence; but it’d never be awkward, it could never be with Doyoung.


Jaehyun:

Cuddles would always be playful and teasing with Jaehyun. During the day or out in public, he’d stick to just holding your hand or pecking your cheek in terms of skinship. But in private, and before bed, he’d be cuddling you so tight. He’d start by kissing your neck and brushing his hands over your side, which would make you giggle and laugh at the feeling. The pair of you would end up laughing and crying in bed by the end of it.


WinWin:

Like Taeyong, cuddling would never be unusual or rare with WinWin. He’d always like hugging you, the only type of skinship he was actually okay doing with you around his members. It’d be normal for one of you to go up to the other, and open your arms suggesting you want a hug. The other would just drop what they were doing, and welcome them into their arms. No words would have to be exchanged. Hugs would always be tight and warm, majority of the time, done in silence too.


Mark:

Mark wouldn’t exactly be that affectionate in your relationship, and quickly you learned to accept this and not to expect much affection, physically, from him. But that doesn’t mean it’d never happen. Sometimes, a cuddle was just what he’d need and he’d squeeze you tightly in his arms kissing your cheek multiple times. Since he wasn’t used to it though, he’d get hot very quickly and would separate himself from you, resorting to just lying beside you and holding your hand instead.


Haechan:

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Cuddling with Haechan would be similar to cuddling with Jaehyun - they were never serious or quiet cuddles. And they wouldn’t start like most people would think. Your relationship would already be a very playful one as it is, so of course cuddling would be the same. It’d start off with Haechan literally hitting you hard in the face with a pillow, and eventually leading to a pillow fight, and then would end up with you two breathing heavily as you slumped against his chest, his arms wrapped loosely around you.

Tainted Love (part 1)

Summary: Soulmates are supposed to be a wonderful thing, that is until you find out who your soulmate is. You guessed it, Lance “The Fucker” Tucker.

Pairing: Lance x Reader

Warnings: probably swearing

A/N: Don’t hate me but I deleted ‘Long Way To Go’. I’m sosososososososososososososososo sorry BUT here’s this new Lance AU. I really hope you guys like it :) Also, I know I say this every time but if there are any mistakes, I shall fix it when I wake up (I really need to stop staying up late lol).


Growing up, you always wondered who your soulmate was and when you’d meet him. You wondered if he was brunette or blonde; a red head maybe? If he had blue eyes or brown eyes; maybe gray or hazel?

Was he tall or short? Did he have the most perfect smile ever? Was he nice?

So many questions ran through your head as a kid. Either way, you couldn’t wait until the day you got to meet your soulmate. Your parents always wondered when you‘d meet him. Your older sister already had, they’re married now. Your friend since college, Hope, had recently (finally) got together with her soulmate, Ben. Even your youngest sister had already met her soulmate. Now they were waiting on you and at age 28, you still held onto the little hope that you’d meet him.

It was a long 28 years of your life and your soulmate had put you through hell and back. From bruises and scrapes here and there to breaking your arm and leg.

And let’s not forget the most painful thing you’ve ever experienced because of him; that god forsaken tattoo just above your lady parts.

It was a quiet Saturday afternoon. Everyone was off doing their own thing which left you at home by yourself. You were just watching some movie, relaxing on your couch when you felt a horrible sensation on your lower abdomen and it was getting worse by the second. It felt like someone was stabbing you, more like carving you and you wondered if your soulmate was alright.

Going into the bathroom, you pull down your sweatpants and remove your shirt, leaving you in only your bra and underwear. You hold onto the wall for support, the pain increasing as it got closer to your womanhood. You look into the mirror and see what seems to be a drawing?

Then it dawned on you; that motherfucker is getting a tattoo.

It was the worst 3 to 4 hours of your life.

The idiot tattooed fucking gold medal on him. Why the fuck would he get a tattoo of a gold medal? And somewhere so painful? Needless to say you hated getting undressed. Sex too. And forget about bikini’s.

God, how you wished you knew who your soulmate was so that you could properly kick his ass.

You tried contacting him a couple of times when you were 17. You wrote on your hand with pen, knowing it would also appear on his hand as well. You wrote a simple ‘hello, this is your soulmate.’ followed by a little smiley face. He responded with a ‘fuck off’.

You also knew that he was very sexually active. You loathed the mornings you’d wake up and find several hickeys on your neck. Oh, how you wanted to pummel him to the ground.

Even though you wanted to give him a piece of your mind, you always found yourself caring a bit too much for your soulmate, despite all the shit he’s put you through.

“Get your cock sucking ass in the car, you’re coming with me.” Hope placed her hands on her hips as she glared at you.

“No thank you, I’m fine staying home.” you respond, leaning against the doorframe.

Hope groans. “Can you stop being an asshole for two seconds and come with me to the gym? The new team coordinator is coming by and you’re really fucking nice so you’ll make me look good.”

You let out a sigh. “Fine. But only because you’re shit on your own.”

Hope smiles and you quickly put on your shoes, slipping your phone into your back pocket. The two of you retreat back to her car and you slide into the backseat, being met with some teen.

He smirks at you. “Hey.”

You turn to Hope. “Who’s this asshole?”

“Oh that’s just Maggie’s fling for the week. ” she brushes it aside and you roll your eyes.

“I really like him.” Maggie turns to you with a sweet smile from the passenger seat.

“He’s got to go.” you say, looking at the guy.

“What?”

“Go, get out.” you nod your head but he doesn’t move. “Don’t make me get out of this car and drag you out.”

The teen’s eyes widen and he grabs his backpack before getting out of the car at which time, Hope starts driving.

“What the fuck was that for?” she glanced at you through the rearview mirror.

“She needs to be on her A game and that little shit would’ve distracted her.”

Hope pursed her lips but didn’t say anything more on the matter.

“Oh shit, I almost forgot.” she spoke, grabbing a cup from the cup holder. “I want that down the hatch before we get to the gym.”

You watch Maggie take the cup from her, noticing it held a greenish liquid and snatched it from her.

“Y/N, what the fuck.” Hope let out a frustrated sigh.

“What’s in here Hope?” you shake the cup around.

“Healthy shit.”

“Like what?”

“Like orange juice and bananas and.. Weed.” her voice got lower towards the end, hoping you wouldn’t hear her.

“Weed?! Are you fucking kidding me Hope? The new team coordinator is coming over and you want Maggie stoned?” you scoff.

“She needs to live a little.” Hope waves her hand at you.

You roll your eyes and roll down the window, throwing the cup.

“What’s wrong with you!” Hope nearly screeched.

“She’s not going to that gym stoned, Hope.”

Hope groans loudly. “Ugh, you’re no fun.”


The three of you walk into the gym upon Ben telling you that the new team coordinator was already there and once Hope sees him, she becomes tense.

The tall man rips his earphone out of his ear and turn around, a smirk playing at his lips. “Well, well, well. Hope Ann Greggory. You’re an hour and three minutes late.”

“What the fuck are you doing here, Lance Tucker?” she barely looked him in the eyes but it was clear that she was annoyed to see him.

Lance Tucker? Hope told you about Lance, mostly about how much of an asshole he was and how much she hated him. Lance was a gymnast as well but you didn’t care for gymnastics much so when Hope would rant about him or gymnastics, you wouldn’t pay attention. You didn’t know a thing about Lance Tucker, only that he was, as Hope says, an asshat.

“Team coordinator.” he responds, holding out what looked to be an I.D.

Hope scoffs. “They offered me that job. I said fuck no.”

Lance lets out a laugh. “That’s bullshit.”

“Your face is bullshit.”

“Something looks different about you. Oh,” he then chuckles. “I know, you got old.”

“Your limp dick disease must be affecting your eye vision.” she snapped but before their insults could go any further, Ben stopped it, asking what Maggie’s first set was to which Hope said bars, still glaring at Lance.

Lance on the other hand took this time to glance around the room before his eyes landed on you. “Oh hi, I’m Lance Tucker.” and suddenly he wasn’t the asshole from ten seconds ago.

“Y/N Y/L/N.” you respond. Lance stretches his hand out to you and you shake it, the both of you immediately pulling away when you feel a shock.

“Don’t fall for his nice guy image he’s putting on Y/N. The guys’ still a dick brain.” Hope rolled her eyes at Lance but he was too busy staring at the hand you had touched.

It was as if time had stopped and all Lance could do was look at you. Why had he felt a shock when the two of you shook hands? Did you feel it too? All too soon, Lance was snapped out of his trance.

“Asshole, you gonna watch Maggie or are you gonna keep staring at my friend with your hand in your pants?” Hope questioned, still slightly annoyed.

“Uh, yeah.” he cleared his throat, looking at you once more before turning to Maggie.


A/N: Just go with the flow, alright? I’m so excited for this one. I’ve been writing this for 3 hours, tell me what ya think!

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Since the Oscars are on Sunday and one of the internet’s boyfriends Ryan Gosling is nominated (but won’t win), I thought I’d update this post here on the lowkey cuteness of Baby Goose’s relationship with his lady of over five six years, Eva Mendes.

As I said before, this is mostly because folks like to pretend, 5+ years and two kids later, that his relationship with Miss Eva is just a fling, or he’s been “trapped” and some go as far as to hope, yes, HOPE, that he will cheat on his gal with Emma Stone or Rachel McAdams or whomever. So since I don’t see this level of disrespect stopping Sunday night or ever, I thought I’d give some love to Ryan’s actual lady love, whether she shows up with him at the Oscars or not (PLEASE SHOW UP, EVA). They are actual low key couple goals.

1. Ryan basically insisted on Eva for the role of his ex in The Place Beyond the Pines, saying Eva, at the time a casual acquaintance/friend of several years and mutual friend of his former co-star Kirsten Dunst, was underrated as an actress. Soon, he took her to Disney and it was on. They both would later say it was one of the best experiences they had on a film.

2. …he clearly was playing the long game on that set, LOOK AT HIS FACE 

Look at him, even when she wasn’t looking, boy was smitten 

3. He took his shot with an admirable quickness

Real quick. And the rest was history.

4. HEIGHT DIFFERENCE AND THE SMILING

5. No, really, she’s little. Standing on a big step in heels and yet still small

THEY’RE CUTE, OKAY. YOU LOVE THIS KIND OF SHIT, TUMBLR.

6. AND THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER WHEN SHE’S NOT LOOKING

7. Here’s Ellen getting Eva all blushing and giggling talking about Ryan

Eva’s also hella adorable and hilarious on her own, but I digress.

8. Ryan’s SNL shout out 

9. People trying to act like he’s not in a relationship? Ryan had an app for that

“I know that I’m with the person I’m supposed to be with,” he says, adding that the only quality he looks for in a woman is “that she’s Eva Mendes. There’s nothing else I’m looking for.”

10.  Both dog lovers, Ryan wears Eva’s late dog’s tag on his neck at an event

She also reps his dog on her instagram 

11. They share the same sense of humor, and are both huge fans of Atlanta and Broad City (Eva follows the BC girls on insta, and Ryan would quote BC on twitter. Constantly).

12. Ryan on Eva and their kids:

“…it’s like a dream that I’m having right now. I’m dreaming it all. So I feel so lucky…There was nothing kind of premeditated about it, you know. It just suddenly was: My life had changed. And thank God it did.”

And this, as he continues to say a lot with so little

“It sounds so clichéd, but I never knew that life could be this fun and this great.”

Aaaaand

When I ask him if he gets lonely, he says: “Not any more.”

Why not? “Because I have a family.” That takes it away? “Mmm-hmm.” But you’ve felt loneliness before? “In my life? Yeah.” When? Why? “I think, before I had a family.”

Ryan also appears to be close with Eva’s sister Janet.

13. Eva wears his clothes.

14. He gave her an emerald ring after the birth of their daughter Esmeralda. The Spanish word for emerald is…Esmeralda.

Eva has also spoken of how they play a lot of Latin music in their home and their insistence on keeping Eva’s culture in their daughters’ lives.

15. Ryan has engaged in a turf war with his daughter against other kids over Eva and Esmeralda’s “honor:”

“Some kid has been erasing [Esmeralda’s] name and writing their name over it. So now I’m in a proper tagging battle. And this kid has access to an unfair amount of chalk. I’m trying to explain to my little girl that this is [unacceptable]. She doesn’t care. She’s like, ‘Well let’s just chalk anywhere else,’ and I’m like, ‘No, no. They’re disrespecting your mother. Because, she gave you this name and they’re erasing it.’ You’ve got to be careful when you’re trying to teach your kid what a reasonable amount of vengeance is.” 

He appears to be very protective of Eva in general, even defending her over a bad joke she made about sweatpants.

16. Ryan constantly gives Eva her due, even when she doesn’t like it:

[’On the making of his directorial debut Lost River] “She hates credit and she’ll even be mad that I’m giving her that credit. But she was very helpful in so many ways.”

And he shared how she was responsible for one of the best lines out of La La Land:

“’LA worships everything and values nothing.’ That was something my lady said to me one day and I thought it was so funny I asked her if I could put it in the movie. She was kidding, but it’s a funny thing to say… I loved when she said it, because it’s funny enough to have some truth to it, you know? But it’s obviously a joke, so it just seemed appropriate for the movie.”

17. This adorable pic, taken at Ryan’s childhood home in Canada:

18. Possible ring situation happening here? How private they are compared to other celebrities, we’ll never know!

19. He really loves his family:

Are you rich, I ask him, halfway through our interview.

“What do you mean?” Gosling asks.

I’m not sure the question needs elaboration, but OK: do you consider yourself rich? Do you feel rich?

He pauses. “I mean, I live with angels,” he says eventually. “So. You know.”

What do you mean, you “live with angels”?

“My daughters” (Gosling has two children, a two-year-old and a nine-month-old) “My girl.” (The actress Eva Mendes, Gosling’s partner, the mother of his children.) “I don’t need anything else.”

20. And, of course, Ryan’s Golden Globes speech, where he acknowledges Eva’s silent, hard work behind the scenes, and honors her late brother:

So that’s it for this long-ass, long-winded post! That’s the last time I’m doing something like this!

Good luck at the Oscars, Ryan, you won’t win but hopefully you’ll have a good night! And hopefully with Eva! Never break up, ya crazy kids!

The Wetter the Better

this is a short blurb based off of this ask and also this ask :) 


Waking up next to my boyfriend of more than a year was something that never got tiring. Hearing him stretch and yawn out of his sleep, watching him twist and turn his half naked body in noisy grumbles as he fought off the need to actually get up out of the bed….it was one of the best parts of my day. But waking up next to my boyfriend, who was more than eager for his first day visit to the Masters, and seeing him doing a silly shirtless snapchat that he would send out to all his fans, now that was something that would never get old.

Rolling over in the bed to face him, I watched him pull a funny face into the snapchat camera, my hand cupping over my lips as I struggled to contain my giggles. He was the biggest goofball, mostly saving it for me, but every once in awhile he’d share his silliness with the world and that made me love him even more. But also I couldn’t help but want to poke fun at him for it. When he finally finished his early morning gift to his fans, he tossed his phone down to the end of the bed. “Mornin’, love,” he mumbled out to me, eventually slinging his arm around the dip in my waist over the covers and nudging my sleepy frame towards his.

I breathed out a smile. “Giving your fans a little treat, huh?”

“Shit, I’m excited, baby,” he mentioned as he shrugged his shoulder and turned the one corner of his mouth down, “and I do what I gotta do to keep ‘em on their toes, you know that.”

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Would You Rather...

“Thank you so much for doing this for me, Y/N! Rather have some company on my way to work than drive alone.”

She’s settling herself into the passenger’s seat when James beams at her, his expression excited as he helps her with the seatbelt.

“Seatbelt’s a bit tricky here ehh! But anytime, anytime.”

She’s watched tons of these carpool karaoke skits, each with an inspiring artist sitting on the spot she’s so lucky to be in now. She’s been excited about this ever since she got the call, the fact that James had moved his show out to LA making it easier for her to confirm. The both of them went over where the cameras were located before filming started, and when she asked what tracks they’d be karaok-ing to or what questions he’ll be asking, he just would not spill. So that makes her just a tad nervous if she’s being honest.

But she knows, or at least hopes, that any real bad uh-oh’s will be edited out for her sake.

So no, it’s not unexpected at all when the first track that pops up is her latest single, and right off the bat they’re belting out the lyrics and having a grand time.

With breaks for questions between songs, James is sure to ask about the new unreleased album, commenting and complementing her on the sound.

When they come to a red light at the corner of the street and they’re spotted by fans who begin to ask for pictures and autographs, Y/N has to look apologetically at James, giving him a desperate look before softly saying she’ll be quick.

She takes a bit of time to hug and sign whatever items are being shoved at her, taking an occasional picture before she waves James over to join her. And he can’t quiet say no. A lot of celebrities don’t normally do this, they’d rather keep their head low and pace fast, but seeing Y/N’s interactions with her fans has him putting the car in park and joining her for group photos.

Eventually they make their way back into the vehicle and on the road again.

She apologies endlessly about having him stop, but he assures her it’s okay, that they should probably continue with what they were doing since she’s on a tight schedule.

“I think you’re gonna like this next one. Little bird told me you’re a big fan.”

And Y/N’s sure her eyes light up instantly the second Harry’s verse comes up, but she doesn’t care, she’s singing and smiling and James is doing it, too. When the song comes to an end she can’t wipe the smile off her face, and James sure does take a notice to that.

“Great song that was wasn’t it?”

Y/N can only nod in agreement.

“They’re great guys, too. Really are.”

“I bet they are lovely people.”

“You’ve never met them?”

“Oh I wish, but no unfortunately I haven’t.”

“Oh you lot would get on well. You sort of remind me of Harry in how you are with your fans.”

“Really now? I can only hope I’m half as generous. I admire him for that.”

A smirk plays on his lips now, eyes on the road but still taking notice to your words.

“Okay so I heard you absolutely hate answering these.” And James cannot hide the devious smile that’s made its way into his face.

“Oh no! I should have really asked for the itinerary on this interview.”

James can’t help but laugh.

“Okay so would you rather-”

Just by the sound of those words, Y/N knows she gonna wanna fling herself out of the car. And she’s not subtle about the fact that she detests the scenarios the questions bring by the way she bring her hand to her forehead and grunts.

“-would you rather open for Madonna, or run into Harry Styles and make a fool of yourself?”

“I hope Madonna doesn’t hold this against me, and I hope Harry Styles won’t laugh when I fall face first in front of him. I’d rather run into Harry and make a fool of myself.”

“Well that didn’t take long! Why on earth would you pick making a fool of yourself over opening for Madonna??” But James isn’t really surprised much.

“I did answer that too quickly didn’t I? And I dunno, there’s just something about Harry that I think it’d be nice to have a conversation with him, after I apologise for falling down.”

“Wait, you’re the one on the floor and YOU’LL be apologising to HIM??”

“I don’t know!! It’s the polite think to do.”

“You really are something else. But I guess it makes sense you pick Harry. He’s a great guy. Good heart, great looking too don’t you think?”

“He’s handsome, yes!” Y/N starts to gush.

And the way she begins to describe him is like she’s talking about him to her friends. She goes on and on about how nice he must be and how she’s heard nothing but good things. She tells James how she’s looked up to him as a human being since before she got big in the music industry.

“I think he’s just great all around!”

“But you haven’t even met him.” James is sure to dig at this topic, eager to hear what more she has to say about the heartthrob.

“Well I’ve heard loads of stories about how down to earth he is. And I know this sounds crazy, and you probably won’t believe me, but for some reason it’s like I do know him. Or at least like I’ve met him in another life.”

James can’t ignore the glint in her eye as she talked about him, a tone in her voice so sincere he can believe her when she says she feels like she’s met him before. And the way James is looking at her, not in any type of way like he thinks she’s completely bonkers, makes her blush.

“Oh god. James tell me you’ll edit all that out! I will kill you if that airs!”

“Oí, now my life is at stake if I don’t!”

***

When Y/N wakes up to the abnormal ringing from her phone, she doesn’t think much of it. She reaches a hand out and silences the device, not bothering to even glance at the screen. But then the buzzing begins, and she wouldn’t have been bothered if not for the fact that it won’t settle down.

All she really wants to do is sleep. She’s been doing promo non stop for the new album that she’s been looking forward to this day, her schedule clear, the only thing to do for the day is sleep. But seeing as it doesn’t look like she’s gonna get much rest with her phone buzzing like crazy,(and she would turn it off if she hadn’t put an alarm to catch the episode of Carpool Karaoke that she starred in), she reaches over for her phone, the notifications being replaced by the second with new ones.

Her eyes skim her mentions on Twitter, and oh god why!! She just wants to bury herself underneath the blankets and stay there forever. It was one thing to admire Harry Styles, but for the world to know…for Harry to know. She’s never even had a conversation with the guy and now he’s probably gonna think she’s a crazed fan.

She should really call James up and give him an ear full, but it’s out there and no amount of words she yells his way are going to change that. So she turns off her phone instead, now more than ever she needs to take the time to relax and think of how she’s going to avoid ever meeting Harry Styles.

***

Y/N doesn’t much get the chance to go out by herself, whether it be out for a jog or out for a bite, she usually has someone tag along with her. But she’s been feeling the need to have lunch by herself, and enjoy her own company. So when she arrives at the restaurant and sees a swarm of paparazzi across the street, she takes note to maintain her head low and make her way inside as quick as possible, but not once does it cross her mind as to why the irregular amount of photographers. That is until her shoulder clashes with a body too strong to ignore with out looking up to apologise to.

And she opens her mouth, but the words “sorry” don’t seem to come out, they get caught in her throat instead.

“Sorry, M'sorry ‘bout tha’, love.” And he reaches out to touch her shoulder, his hand warm on her skin. But she stays quiet still, a smile on her face.

She offer a smile to say it’s okay, she’s fine, and she’s ready to walk away before Harry calls after her, making her turn around to look at him.

And wow he’s tall. And she’s pictured meeting him a dozen times, but in her mind the situation’s always been hectic, never this casual.

“'Ello.” He gives a small wave, and takes the few steps forward to meet her. He stands hunched in front of her, his arms open at the last few strides, and with out a second thought, he’s engulfing her into a hug, his arms around her waist and his chin set on her shoulder. She can’t do much other than wrap her arms around his neck to welcome his hug. His body is warm on hers, a hug so tight she can’t remember the last time she shared a hug this amazing with anyone.

And Harry knows he’s testing his limits. It’s their first encounter and he’s hugging her like they’ve known each other for ages, but like it might be the only time he ever gets to have his arms around her. So he lingers a bit, smiling into her hair, and he’s glad to feel her relax into him, feel the air leaving her lips on his collarbone as she buries her face into his neck.

Y/N is screaming at herself inside her head. Why is she still not saying anything. She really hopes she doesn’t think she’s being rude, it’s just that she’s completely star struck. But he doesn’t seem bothered or phased by it. Instead he takes it upon himself to make conversation as he smiles down at her.

“Watched ye’ with James the other day.”

And she still doesn’t know what to say, only this time the embarrassment escalates with the addition of her cheeks burning, and she can only imagine how flushed she must look.

Harry only smiles at her reaction, proud at himself for that, but he won’t admit to it. The only reason why James had even brought him up during their ride was because Harry had mentioned Y/N once…maybe twice..or more. And yeah he’d never had a proper conversation with her, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to meet her. He’d heard amazing things about her, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t watch her in interviews often. So yeah, Harry feels accomplished at the fact that he can make her blush.

“M'honoured tha’ ye’ look up t'me. And that you picked me over Madonna.” He chuckles, giving her a half smirk. Is he trying to make her uncomfortable? She smiles anyway, nodding in shame and averting her eyes to the ground.

“I’d probably be too nervous to open for her anyway.”

“Woah, she talks.” This time a laugh.

And if he felt accomplished before, hearing her laugh makes it even better.

“Was g'na have some lunch on my own. Would rather ye’ join me. Up fo’ it?”

“Would love that, yes.”

So he leads her to a table, his palm on her lower back. And like the gentleman he is, he pulls out her chair for her and then sits directly in front of her.

“For what it’s worth, I’d asked James to cut out the bit where I went on about you.”

“Wha’? Oh tha’ hurts.”

“Oh no no, I just didn’t want that to be a thing.”

“S'okay m'just messin’ with ye’.”

“Oh ha-ha make fun of me. But at least give me credit for not falling face first!”

And Harry laughs at that.

And through out lunch he laughs at all her jokes, and she laughs at his. And he realises he quite enjoys her laugh, and her company. It feels so genuine. And he must admit it’s quite hard to make friends now a days, he usually only frequently hangs out with people he already knows. But he finds himself wanting to go out with Y/N more.

So when lunch is over and they’re getting ready to split ways, he offers her his number and promises to pick up whenever she calls.

It’ll All Be Okay (pt. 3)

Originally posted by misunderstood-adventures

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Summary: It’s time for Steve to talk some sense into his buddy. 

Word Count: 959

Genre: I don’t even know

Warnings: language, drinking maybe secondhand embarrassment

(pt.1) (pt.2)  

So this part picks up directly after the last part and there’s very little of the reader in this, mainly just Steve and Bucky talking about (y/n), Hope y’all like!

THANK YOU TO MY FRIEND FOR EDITING THIS, IT WAS SHIT BEFORE!


     I’m such an ass, Bucky thinks as he stares at the closed door in front of him. He knows he shouldn’t have said it, but he was just so angry. Clair was originally supposed to be a little fling until (y/n) was ready to admit her feelings but now three years had passed, he was still with Clair and (y/n) decided to bury down her feelings even further.  Bucky first learned of (y/n)’s feelings after a night of drinking a few years back. Because of the serum, Bucky couldn’t get drunk but (y/n) was pretty hammered. That night, he couldn’t miss the look of complete adoration that masked (y/n)’s eyes or the declaration of her love she made as she propped herself up on his shoulder.

    That night as Bucky carried (y/n) to her room, he couldn’t help but smile, She actually likes me, he thought, She actually likes me!

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Late

Request: Shawn comes back from a celebrity party really wasted and Y/n worries and they get into an argument but the make-up and y/n is all like “You smell like a wet dog” / You’re seriously like a man-child / “You cannot banish me! This is my bed too!”

a/n: hiiii!! this is just a little short one but i hope y’all enjoy it!! i’ll be watching the grammy’s tonight so if you’re tuning in as well we should chat about it! i have a really busy few weeks coming up so i’ll try and get more writings up as soon as i can! but school is my top priority! i hope y’all are having a nice end/start to your week!!💜💜💜

           It was after three in the morning when you heard the door unlock to your apartment.  Shawn wasn’t very careful going about his actions either.  You heard him fling his shoes off as they loudly came in contact with the floor, you heard him stomp down the hall until he paused his movements for a moment.

           There was a part of you that wanted to be mad at him. He promised he wouldn’t some home late, yet here he was trailing in after three in the morning.  But then again, you knew he was out having a good time with his friends.

            He walked into the room, trying to be quiet, which backfired on him when he opened the door too fast and fell face first on the floor. 

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Afraid of Heights

request: i am so happy you’re writing imagines again and omg i LOVE jughead so much fml. can i request one where the reader is close to everyone and she likes jughead and wants him to ask her out but he never does so she goes out with archie instead? 

pairing: reader x jughead jones 

a/n: first jughead request omg. I hope this will be alright, and I was also listening to Perfect by Ed Sheeran on constant repeat while writing this because that song just puts me in the most romantic mood. Also Spring Fling is a name of a dance we used to have every year at my school so I just added that in because I couldn’t think of any other name. Enjoy! 

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Stefan Salvatore - I Will Always Love You

Originally posted by stefansredporsche

You have a plan, a plan to finally kill Katherine and destroy Hell. As usual, the plan doesn’t exactly go the way you want it to. You were never expecting it to end the way it did and the way it ends breaks your heart. 

Stefan x Reader

Other Characters: Katherine Pierce, Vicki Donavon, Bonnie Bennett (briefly mentioned) and Damon Salvatore

A/N: I’ve had this idea since I watched the finale and I just had to write it.

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It’s exciting that George Martin is still writing the books, you know. That we don’t know what’s gonna happen. That’s very exciting for the audience, for the people making it, for the actors. It does affect what you’re doing in that you can’t really play the endgame because you don’t really know what it is.

Blaise Zabini Gets Lucky |  A ‘Wrong Strain’ Ficlet
kind of for @ff-sunset-oasis  because I know she adores him so and kind of because I have no self control

It had taken six months to brew and if he’d done it wrong,  it would be a disaster.  Blaise didn’t care.  Life since the war had been one casual slur after another, and he hadn’t even been Marked as a Death Eater.  He’d been determinedly neutral.  Potter was a fool and Voldemort vulgar and he’d stayed clear of them both and it hadn’t mattered.  He  was still lumped in with people like the idiot Goyle, who sat across from him eyeing the tiny vial of golden potion with fear and lust in his eyes.  Pansy, another one of the worst losers of the war, had put on eye makeup and red lipstick like it would shield her from the contempt in the streets.  All it did was make her look brittle.  Draco  had already crossed his arms and shaken his head.  "More for the rest of us, then,“ Blaise said.  He poured three glasses and raised his in a toast.  "To us, may we all get lucky.”

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klahnces  asked:

honestly i'm on painkillers right now that have screwed with my head (the simplest things are sending me into fits of laughter it's the best mood) and klance + your sdm au + memes are making me HYSTERICAL right now do you have any more headcanons abt them or your au or just ANYTHING i'm starved pls

OH MY GOD i realise this is a month old ask lakjsdkjklsjgkj but umm okay let me whip up Some Good Content for you

  • lance trying to flirt with keith but getting interrupted by the various bugs that get inside the store
    • lance, leaning on the wall by keith’s cash: what’s cookin good lookin
    • keith, with huge eyes: spider
    • lance: ..youre cooking a spider???? now i’m not one to kinkshame usually but–
    • keith: no i mean there is a massive spider on the wall, right next to you
    • lance: screams so loudly shiro comes running out of the office with coran and allura right behind him, coran wielding a fire extinguisher
    • another time, keith is over in cosmetics bc pidge asked him to cover lance’s break. lance is like not leaving to go on break and is instead saying the worst pickup line in the world
    • lance: hey keith is that your phone in your pocket or are you just happ–
    • keith, pale: oh my god
    • lance: okay admittedly not my best
    • keith, shaking now: no i mean oh my god there is a moth the size of my hand on the gucci shelf
    • lance: screams and jumps into keiths arms and cries but its okay because he’s wearing waterproof makeup
    • keith: cries too because he’s scared of moths (with the exception of mothman, bc that’s his bf)
    • pidge, swatting it away w a broom: for fuck’s sake i have to do everything around here
  • hunk is the friend that both of them go to whenever they’re frustrated
    • keith: GOD he’s just so fucking infuriating does he HAVE to flirt with every single GODDAMN PERSON HE SEES!!! 
    • hunk: you know he’s just doing it to make you jealous because he’s shy and doesn’t know how else to show you he likes you
    • keith: what
    • hunk: he’s trying to make you jealous
    • keith: no the other part
    • hunk: he likes you?
    • keith: ……is that a cryptid…. lance actually liking me…? sounds fake…. i dont know her
    • hunk: are you serious right now
    • and then of course lance has to bitch too
    • lance: you know what that fucking KEITH did today?
    • hunk, sighing: what did he do?
    • lance: he wore those LEATHER STRAP BRACELETS and PUT HIS HAIR IN A BUN
    • hunk: ok and
    • lance: he’s so hot im gonna sweat my makeup off and then immediately fling myself off the roof of this building and die
    • hunk: that seems excessive. here just drink some of my water instead. also, you have that really expensive urban decay setting spray. your makeup isn’t going anywhere

anonymous asked:

hi, do u have any stories where either tae or guk are a single parent??

I hope it’s okay that a few of these are mpreg^^

refrigerator humming, chewing gum and instant karma by locks - Taehyung sets the flowers down on the dining table, plucking the card off the little holder. “Dearest Taehyung, just wanted you to know that I’m thinking about you. I hope you’re thinking about me too. Love–” he pauses and squints before cocking an eyebrow and pursing his lips. “Hyung, why is the boss of your little boy band gang professing his love for me?” Yoongi drops the noodles on the floor with a loud curse as he burns his hand. Or, Taehyung’s been trying his hardest to avoid Yoongi’s criminal life for a long ass time, but a cute kid and his infuriating father keep pulling him deeper into the mix.

Be Your Forever, Be Your Fling by seikou - “As long as you want me, I’ll stay. I’ll be in love with you; for eternity, forever. I don’t think that will ever change,” Jeongguk says, a smile to his voice.“You’re my first love. My only love.”

My Boyfriend’s Kids and I by Doeeyedmisfit - “Well, what do you do for a living?” “At this rate meeting my parents would have been easier for you.” Taehyung comments dryly.

just one day (on night of all days before) by goldensuns - “Daddy, when are you marrying Taehyung oppa?“

higher ground by larkis - He has a six-year-old kid with mood swings of a yo-yo, two dead-end jobs (one that he loathes more than the other because some people can’t keep their busy hands to themselves.), and pushy managers. He depends on no one else but himself because the last time he trusted someone, back when he was young and foolish, they had bad intentions and he walked out with his feverish son in his arms and a backpack carrying all they owned. This life he has now without the monster isn’t ideal, but it’s better.

Children’s Motrin by taetertot - When Jeongguk’s parents die on his 18th birthday, he decides to take guardianship of his 3 year old brother, Jimin. One year later, he’s slumped on a dirty grocery store tile floor with a 4 year old with glassy eyes and flushed cheeks. 13 dollars in his pocket will pay for his cheap bread and eggs, but it won’t pay for cheap bread and eggs and $9.89 Motrin for his little brother’s fever. And he’s not going to let the boy who approached them with lavender hair and golden skin pay for it, no matter how sweet he is.

(jimin is actually guk’s younger brother but guk basically becomes his dad)

love, taehyung by ataezingkookie - take a deep breathe
and start at the beginning

tell them how we first met
tell them how we shared our dreams
even your weirdest ones

no, keep that as our secret

tell them that this is
that this has to be
one of the happiest days
of your life.

OR the one where Taehyung and Jeongguk just keep missing each other

I knew I loved you then (but you’d never know) by nutaella - ‘You asked me to the store with you and your child, and now my distant relative we met thinks I’m married with a baby’ AU

Of Angels, Dicks, and Chance Encounters by NeraB - Jeon Jungkook is one of Seoul’s leading corporate attorneys, and when he isn’t making his clients billions, he’s taking care of his son. All seems to be going well, until he gets called to the principle’s office. Don’t get him wrong, he’s seen his fair share of principle’s offices growing up, but Jinyoung was different. Kim Taehyung was one of Seoul’s most creative architects, on the fast track to becoming the top designer at his firm, until a sudden accident killed his brother and sister-in-law, leaving their four year old son in his care. Two years later, they’re making things work. It’s taken some time, but Taehyung is finally in the swing of things. Well, until he gets a call that Minjun has been caught fighting at school. Taehyung is ready for a lot of things, but he’s definitely not ready to meet Jeon Jungkook…

Free Fall by trashsae - Jeongguk wants to fall for Taehyung, Taehyung doesn’t think he’s worth the risk.

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girls like dollies chapter 5 (trixya) - lale

Here’s the next chapter of girls like dollies! Poor Trixie’s struggling with her feelings a lot this chapter – bear in mind the warning for internalised homophobia – and it was kind of cathartic to write this after spending all of my teenage years convincing myself that I had ‘girl crushes’ instead of crushes! I hope you all enjoy!

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Written on phone, kinda short, hope it’s ok though

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“Got it!” You yelled, leaping high into the air. Mid leap, far too late you registered that you were moving too fast at a bad angle and you were going to land hard.
You caught Cap’s shield, carelessly thrown to the side by the enemy and managed to fling it back still in the air. The mission mattered most, you reminded yourself as you fell, trying to right your angle - failing miserably.
Your yelp of pain strangled out as you gasped in shock, slumping to the ground and clutching your leg. From the opposite end of the city block, you were vaguely aware of the rest of the team taking down the threat, but mostly your world was focused around the excruciating pain radiating from your leg.
Nausea welled in your stomach, rising to your throat as you grasped at your leg, struggling with your breath.
“Excellent save there, darling.” Loki murmured as he strolled over to you. His eyes widened as he noticed your skin had paled considerably, body shaking as you stared at your leg in shock.
“Darling?” Loki asked, terror soaking his voice as he knelt down to look at you.
“I’m, I’m ok.” You gasped through grit teeth. “I’m sure it’s nothing.” You fell silent, trying to stop yourself from heaving all over.
“What’s wrong, what can I do to help?” Loki had his arms stretched out, looking for any place to touch you but terrified to exacerbate the obvious pain. His hand touched your leg gently and you groaned, arching back as your nails dug into the palms of your hand.
“I take it that hurts.” Loki muttered, quickly pulling his hand away.
“No kidding!” You gasped, moaning softly as tears pricked at your eyes.
Taking one of your hands in his, Loki moved your leg, slowly trying to stretch it out as you cried out again.
“Shit Loki! Stop!”
“I fear it’s broken.”
“Oh that’s just what I need.”
Steve walked over, hearing your cries, “everything alright?”
Loki glanced back at him, “I fear my beloved has broken her leg.”
Despite the pain, you felt yourself blush at the sweet name.
Steve looked around, “this is practically a war zone, we need to get her out of here.”
Loki nodded, “I fear the pain moving her but it’s the only way to get her medical treatment,” he swallowed glancing back at you. “My healing powers aren’t the best at mending bones.”
You cried out softly as Loki shifted his hands under you, lifting you easily into the air and holding you to his chest. Your vision wavered, the pain of moving your broken leg sending a fresh wave of nausea through you. Each step Loki took, though gentle and mindful of your injury, still sent a pang up your leg with each jolt. You wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face and tried to focus on his heady scent mixed with the leather armour.
“We’ll have you mended in no time.” Loki murmured softly.
You tried to nod but thought better of it and simply hummed.
“While you heal, I’ll make sure to take care of you, I always care for my love.”
You smiled, “I love you too Loki, thanks.”
“Of course.”

Spring Fling (MC x Becca, MC x Kaitlyn) ~650 words.

A/N: A little drabble for you guys since I feel really bad about posting so infrequently lately. I use a little bit of cursing in here, just because I thought it suited Becca’s tone of voice more. This is more of jealous Becca than a full-on MC x Becca fic but I hope you guys still enjoy it :)

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