but i promised her i would

mirajanekpopgirl28  asked:

Maybe a "You promised you wouldn't laugh" Ladynoir. And Ladybug would share something a little embarassing to Chat. Just something cute.

“You promised you wouldn’t laugh,” Ladybug pouted, crossing her arms defensively.

Chat Noir held up a hand. “I’m sorry, my Lady, you’re right,” he chuckled, attempting to look chagrin and failing miserably. “I’m really not laughing at your confession. The way you said it was just too adorable.”

She stomped her foot in irritation. “It is dumb that I haven’t kissed anyone yet though! I don’t see what’s so adorable about that,” she huffed.

“It’s not dumb,” he grinned fondly, “but I do think you’re forgetting about a very special person you have indeed kissed.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine, let me revise. I’ve never kissed anyone when it wasn’t a life or death situation.”

Chat Noir glanced around the rooftop. “Well, it isn’t a life or death situation now. How about a kiss?” He puckered his lips and leaned forward and Ladybug pushed him away with a finger on his nose.

“Not a chance, Kitty.”

“Rude. I’m just trying to be a good friend.” He tilted his head, studying her. “Wait, does it really bother you?”

Ladybug dropped down to sit on the ledge of the building, swinging her legs over the side. She shrugged with a soft sigh. “I don’t know. A little. My best friend makes out with her boyfriend a lot and it’s like there’s something in the water at school. Everyone is kissing everyone.”

“It has seemed like that,” Chat Noir frowned. He caught her expression and blanched. “I mean, I see a lot of people pairing off lately too.”

She nodded, satisfied enough with his answer for the moment. “I guess it just makes me wonder what’s wrong with me, you know? Why is no one kissing me?”

“To be fair, I literally just offered to kiss you,” he reminded her, sitting down.

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anonymous asked:

Frank said "I will come for you" to karen or lewis? English is not my first language, I really don't get it.

The first time I watched it, I thought he said it to Lewis. The second time I watched it, I thought he said it to Karen. So maybe it’s both? “I will come for you and I will kill you,” to Lewis. “I will come for you and I will keep you safe,” to Karen. A threat and a promise. I do think, though, that even though there’s a general promise of death in there to Lewis, the primary goal is to let Karen know that he’s going to keep her safe, just like he told her that he would. There’s emotion in his eyes and emotion in his statement. It’s said over the swell of a breath. It’s her face that’s the standout in that shot with Lewis’ arm around her neck, looking over to Frank. So, ultimately, I think he’s saying it to her – that it’s him promising her that he’s going to get her out of this and that he’s going to keep her safe, just like he told her by the waterfront. By … killing Lewis.


For day 7 of @freezerburn-week here is a quite long piece that, as always, is an AU again. I have it saved as the airport AU on my laptop but it’s basically a world like ours. Starts off kind of sad but I promise it gets fluffier near the end! Yang hates saying goodbye.

Warnings: Alcohol Consumption.

Pairing: Freezerburn

3285 words.

This was how it always was for Yang at airports.

People who were a part of her life always left her.

Yang would stand, trembling, as she waved goodbye with a smile on her face until they turned away from her.

Her mom had left her more than once.

Uncle Qrow left, but he did come back. Sometimes.

Even Ruby left last year. Of course, Yang wanted her to go to a great University and be the genius she was but Yang couldn’t help feeling as if she was the only one stuck in the past. As if she was the only one not to move on to better things.

Now Yang faced Weiss and swallowed the lump in her throat.

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anonymous asked:

Umm Helion, Feyre, an Rhys for the drunk fics????

just so u know leslie did not know who the fuck helion was i am so judging her

FYI this was verbally dictated by Leslie, Harry takes no blame. 

Rhys has been promising Feyre a threesome for so long. Two males worshipping her? GOALS. *insert laughter, and a ‘shut up!’* 

None of this is going on AO3. 

Helion was a man. From… the Summer court??? Right? I don’t ever remember. I don’t fucking know. Okay Tarquin is Summer court never mind. Don’t dictate this shit. Okay. Drunk Leslie did not know who this was. NOTE THE WORD DRUNK. *cackles* This is like my drunk poetry, at this point. 

Wait, who’s gonna fuck Feyre? STOP WRITING WHAT I’M SAYING! (the scribe would like to note she is being beaten up with a pillow right now) Write some actual porn please!

Um. Okay. *hiccups* I can’t say anything because you’ll *tearfully* write it. (more physical hitting occurs here. Leslie is problematic. She is ur problematic fave). Wait if this is porn she doesn’t say stop she says Mor. (me: which Mor? More?) No like plus (with a french accent) more. 

Okay somebody’s in her vagina but like… who? Hellion. (said like that) but with which part of himself? she is not sure? All she knows is that she wants to fucking cum. No this is so BAD. No don’t write that! *snort* Harry stop. I- there’s a difference between what i am trying to make u write and what i am saying to you harry in the real world! 

(here Leslie decided to end it here, as per my proposal)

Yeah that’s good. Are you blaming this on me? Okay. Oh man. 

#DrunkHarryAnswers: Leslie Edition

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13, 69 w/Enzo Amore

13.“I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I’m going to take care of you.”
69.” Nothing bad is going to happen, baby, I promise ” 
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You bounced back and fourth on each foot as you stood backstage at NXT Takeover: WarGames. Last week Peyton Royce put her spot in fatal 4 way for the Nxt Women’s championship up against you, and you won, meaning you would be taking her place alongside Nikki Cross, Ember Moon, and Kairi Sane.

This is your first ever title shot and there was a lot of pressure on the next won to take Asuka’s place as the new Women’s champ. The match you were about to have should be the only thing you’re focusing on but recently you’ve been thinking a lot about your relationship with your boyfriend, Enzo. Sure everything’s been going fine, but was it really? He always on the road and you’re back in Florida with NXT, this is one of the few times you get to see each other, all this overthinking was making you doubt yourself not only in the relationship, but in the ring.  You were quickly pulled from your thoughts by the sound of Enzo’s voice. 

“There’s my girl.” The smile on his face dropped when he saw the look on your face. “What’s wrong, babygirl?” He asked taking your hand in his. 

“What if I mess up?” You questioned, looking down and your feet. “What if I don’t win? Or what if I get hurt? Like What if I can’t do it?” 

“Hey, hey, relax. I have no doubt in my mind that you’re gonna go out there and kick some major ass tonight.  Nothing bad is going to happen, baby, I promise. You’re gonna do great.” Enzo reassured as he brought his hands up to your shoulders. “I love you.”

“Yeah.” You let out a sigh as you turned to fix your ring gear.

“What do you mean ‘yeah’? There something else going on in that pretty little head of your’s?” Enzo pulled you back around to face him.

“I don’t know, you know how I am. I overthink things until they start to feel weird  and I guess recently I’ve been thinking a lot about us and-” Enzo cut you off.

“Don’t even finish that sentence. We’re fine. I know I don’t get to see your face everyday, and boy do I wish I did, but you gotta know I’m gonna be there for you whenever you need me, whether I’m half way around the world or right next to you. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I’m going to take care of you, I always will.”

“I love you.” You smiled as Enzo brought you into a kiss.

“I wish that I could show you just how much I love you , if you know what I mean, but right now you gotta match. Go kick so ass, baby, I’m gonna be right here watching.” 

to use black ink

Title: to use black ink

Author: senatorofsorcery
Artist: silentorator
Beta: iremeun-jeongguk
Word Count: 9k
Rating: Teen and Up
Warnings: mentions of drug abuse/drug overdose

Summary: Laura Anise Jones, at the ripe old age of 12 ½, knew exactly four things in life. The first was that she would never touch illicit drugs. The second was that it was best not to tell anyone anything about herself, as nothing good would ever come of it. The third was that adults will always lie. The fourth is that the only exception to the previous rule is her English teacher, Mr. Lester.

Author Notes: ayyy i haven’t dropped off the face of the planet surprise! so, let’s not address any of my other fics that i’ve promised updates on or new fics i said i’d write, let’s focus on the here and now in that it’s phandombigbang time again! i wanna thank my artist silentorator and my beta iremeun-jeongguk for in general being awesome human beings, this story would not be what it is without them. i also by law am required to thank my platonic wife who requested glitter glue and pastel hearts in the first place and without whom this fic wouldn’t exist.

as promised, maid costumes (kirumi/tsumugi)

Who said “I love you” first: tsumugi. and kirumi was shocked for like a second before quietly saying “and i love you, tsumugi-san”

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background: both of them. mugi’s lockscreen is some anime shit but her background is kirumi smiling tenderly at her and tsumugi sometimes just looks at it when she can’t sleep. kirumi’s background is one of tsumugi’s cosplay glamour shots

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror: tsumugi, because she KNOWS kirumi will see it when she cleans. “you’re amazing, i love you!” it makes kirumi smile

Who buys the other cheesy gifts: PLEASE PICTURE KIRUMI IN FUCKING AKIHABARA TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHICH CHARACTERS HER GIRLFRIEND LIKES BEST. “i’ve brought you a gift, tsumugi-san” “AH… it’s joseph joestar” “…is this satisfactory?”

Who initiated the first kiss: they kinda just both went for it at the same time

Who kisses the other awake in the morning: kirumi wakes up at the crack of ass, so it’s her

Who starts tickle fights: kirumi isnt ticklish at all so she does it to tsumugi with the most serious look on her face while tsumugi cries laughing

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower: when tsumugi is having Bad Brain Time she’ll sometimes ask for kirumi to take a bath with her because it makes her feel safe

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch: definitely kirumi. “hello dear i noticed you made a ‘Tweet’ about not having time to pack a lunch so i have brought you an assortment of foods”

Who was nervous and shy on the first date: tsumugi felt like she was going to die of anxiety the entire time

Who kills/takes out the spiders: nobody, kirumi has pet spiders

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk: it takes a lot to get tsumugi to that point but she will start crying over how amazing kirumi is and it’s extremely embarrassing for everyone in the vicinity. kirumi does not drink because at least someone needs to be responsible here

*A group of teenagers walking up to Steve after school*

Random guy: Hey Steve you wanna come hang out with us? We got beers.

Steve *about to get into his minivan*: Well gee fellas I️ would but I️ gotta go pick up my boys from AV club, and then I promised Max that I️ would take her to the skate park. She’s been working on this new trick oh I’m so proud of her. Then I’ve gotta take little Jane and get her a new pair of shoes before the mall closes. Oh then I’ve gotta make dinner and let me tell you getting those little rascals to eat there vegetables is a battle itself especially my Dustin he’s always wanting to get straight to the chocolate pudding. Oh but I️ wouldn’t trade em for anything they’re just getting so big. Ya wanna see a picture *takes out is wallet and 20 pictures of the kids roll out* ope that’s us at the skating rink last month look at Lucas he’s gettin so tall, and there’s Will on his birthday-


His sisters Arya and Sansa would marry the heirs of other great houses and go south as mistress of castles of their own. But what place could a bastard hope to earn?


i love the despair designs !


Pairing; Park Jimin  x Reader

Words; 3.1k

Genre; Smut | Light angst

Summary;  ❝Love is blind, greed is insatiable❞

Aka; You’re Jimin’s side hoe and he’s too fucking greedy to choose between what he loves and his greed for money.

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Time After Time

Summary: The five times the universe appeared to be against you when you wanted to ask Steve out.

Word Count: 4,447. (yikes, might want to grab a bowl of popcorn or feed your cat while reading this)

A/N: This is basically a remake of an old Peter Parker fic I wrote a while back, but of course I switched things up and improved it. Thanks to my pals @heaventide & @theassetseyeliner for being my betas. Hope you like! 

Originally posted by kings-of-my-heart

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Losing A Friend (Steve Harrington x Reader)

Originally posted by mikkeljensen

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Author Note: As requested here is part 2 of Best Friends... let me know what you guys think!

“(Y/n) how’s my best friend?”

(Y/n) let out a slight sigh turning towards Steve. Her eyes narrowing slightly at the question. Deep down she knew what he was going to say. He’s done this for a month now.. So why would this time be any different? Yet there was that stupid hope that she seemed to choke on every time. The one that caused the wounds to go so much deeper. The ones that left her heart hammering in hopes that this time would be different. “I’m good… Why what’s up?” She asked cautiously.

Steve leaned against the locker besides her with that anxious smile. Her stomach dropped realizing that this wasn’t any different. “So I totally forgot that I promised Nancy I’d-”

(Y/n)’s locker slammed shut making Steve jump. She shook her head swallowing down the bile that rose in her throat. She clutched her books tightly to her chest making her knuckles white. Her whole body felt like it was burning as anger and sadness swirled beneath her skin. “It’s fine Steve,” She grumbled.

Steve frowned slightly. His eyes studying her face for a moment. For the first time in weeks he truly looked at her. Her eyes were blazing with mixed emotions and she seemed to be clenching her jaw. She was tense and refused to meet his gaze. “Are you sure? I could-”

“So now you care?” She snapped startling Steve. Her eyes were narrowed and Steve watched in horror as her eyes began to swell with tears. She ran a hand through her hair scowling slightly. “For the first time in a month your actually caring?”

“(Y/n) that’s not-”

“Not true?!” (Y/n) laughed bitterly shaking her head. “Are you that fucking love struck Harrington? We haven’t hung out in forever!” (Y/n)’s vision was blurring and burned with unshed tears. Her chest tightening painfully as she struggled to keep back sobs. “Ever since Nancy came around you’ve all but forgotten me. My recital that I worked so hard for. You blew me off. That movie you promised not to watch without me. You took her for your date.” (Y/n) felt this hollow all of a sudden. Her heart practically aching as she remembered these things.

Steve felt anger bubbling beneath his skin. “Look (Y/n)! I’m sorry, but you know I really like her!” He snapped catching the girl off guard. “So will you stop being so selfish?!” Deep down Steve knew that he was being a jerk again. That his defensive walls were pulling up and that (Y/n) was completely right. 

(Y/n) tried not to cry, but those damn tears started falling. She scowled at Steve as her whole body burned. Everything seemed to be burning within her as She snapped, “So that’s it huh? Eight years of friendship down the drain?” Steve was silent causing another wave of tears to drip down (Y/n)’s cheeks. Today was no different, except for the fact that (Y/n) couldn’t take it anymore. “Thanks Harrington. It’s nice to know that now. Just stay away from me.”

(Y/n) shoved past him trying to dodge through the crowd of blurring colors. She felt sick to her stomach, and for a moment she thought she might hurl. She wiped the tears away furiously searching for a exit out of this damn school, when she ran right into someone. She went sprawling on the floor and her books scattered in every direction. She huffed and wiped at her eyes sniffling slightly. “Sorry I just-”

“It’s alright I wasn’t paying attention either,” They said before crouching down. It was a boy about her age and a camera was dangling from his neck. He had a few of her books in his hands and his eyes met hers. He frowned slightly. “Are you alright?’

(Y/n)’s face flushed with embarrassment as she quickly wiped the remaining tears away. “Y-Yea…” She quickly took the books from him and gathered the rest and stood up. The boy stood up as well and held out his hand seeming hesitant.

“i’m Jonathan by the way.”

(Y/n) was confused slightly as she began to relax. She put the thought away though and instead shook his hand smiling just slightly. “It’s Nice to meet you Jonathan I’m (Y/n).” 

Jonathan smiled and let go of her hand. “Well (Y/n) maybe I’ll see you around,” He said nervously. He turned away and made his way down the hallway leaving (Y/n) alone once more.

It was a horrible though. (Y/n) knew so, but she couldn’t help it. Perhaps Jonathan could be her friend considering her best friend was practically gone. In fact, he could probably help her forget. Forget Steve and perhaps she could be happy again. Yeah that sounded like a plan.


@slythergirlimagines @storrmynights @deadpoolgirl23


Request ⇾ Being steves younger sister and going to him for boy advice, even though he’s a bit weirded out? (I just finished season 2 AND MY BOY STEVE IS SUCH A MOM)

Warnings ⇾ none at all, just fluff!

A/N ⇾ this was so cute and fun to write!

[PART 2]


Steve lay on his bed, with the Talking Heads playing quietly in the background. He lay staring at the posters on his ceiling and smiled at each memory they gave him. He was only disrupted from his haze when he heard his younger sister, Y/N, knocking on his bedroom door. Three knocks. Pause. Two knocks. Pause. One knock. It was something they did before entering the others room so they’d know it wasn’t either of their parents. The two shared quite a bond and Y/N usually told Steve everything, recently however, she had been more quite than usual. Steve presumed it was just her age, 13, and not that they had, somehow, lost their bond.

“Yeah, come on in Y/N!” He said as he pushed his slender body up and propped himself with a pillow.

Y/N timidly entered the room, keeping her head down as if she was sulking. She was quiet, not in the comfortable quiet they sometimes shared, it was an awkward and unnerving type of quiet. Steve had never really seen Y/N this way, so something must have been up.

“You okay? Take a seat.” Steve patted his bed and crossed his legs so his younger sister could take a seat.

“I, I need to ask you something.” Y/N said, darting her eyes up for a split second to gage Steve’s reaction.

“Yeah, anything. You know that, Y/N.”

She nodded and sent a small smile up to her brother, who was nervously waiting her response.

“You just can’t laugh. Or tell mom and dad, it stays between us.” She said while extending her pinky out.

“Oh of course, I promise.”

He entwined his little finger with hers and they shook together.

“Okay, so there is this boy I like and I’m not sure how to tell if he likes me back. Or how I should tell him I like him, will I scare him off if I just ask?”

Steve’s jaw dropped, he had never expected in a million years that his baby sister would be coming to him for advice on boys. He hadn’t even had the experience either and had no clue how to handle this without upsetting or potentially ruining it for her.

His hand ran to his temple and he rubbed it, he tried to make it look nonchalant but the free hand that shot up in a fist to his mouth made it noticeable that he was having a hard time with her question.

“W-well–” he cut himself off with a huge sigh before inhaling rather loudly.

Over the next minute his face contorted from looking confused, to looking surprised, back to looking confused and, finally, to taking a big deep breath.

“Well. Y/N, you’re amazing and if he doesn’t see that, then that’s his loss. You should just tell him, I know he’ll like you back.”

Y/N’s face lit up at her brothers kind reaction and embraced him in a loving and appreciative hug.

“Who is it?” He asked, “by the way.” He added when he noticed her body language change.

“Uhm, does it matter?”

“Well, just give me a hint. Go on.”

“I’m friends with him, he’s also friends with you.”

With that, Y/N walked out of the room in large happy strides. Steve, on the other hand, had to take a seat at the thought of who his sisters crush was.

Oh no, oh god no.


My feelings on Gotham 3x20

anabellerosenai  asked:

Hello, could you write this for a Drarry drabble? Soulmate AU where you experience unfathomable, collapse, sob and heave, pain when your soulmate is about to die. Draco Malfoy has experienced this pain at least 3 times and keeps a journal for it. He has felt this pain the day after the dark lord was vanquished, (maybe near-death from abusive/neglectant relatives?), when Quirrel burnt to death, basilisk biting Harry, etc. Bonus if Draco loves his soulmate and worries every pain may be The Death.

((the infamous carrot prompt was easier than this…oh my god… here take it.  I give up. I’m so sorry if this isn’t what you were hoping.))

Entry 1- 1988
I don’t remember the first time so I can’t write it down. Mother and Father told me I was a baby and I got hurt and they didn’t know why. They took me to St. Mungo’s and a healer said I was fine.  My soulmate died. That is why I hurt so bad.  I thought I was going to die yesterday.  I am alive still. The healer said maybe my soulmate got recreated and bad luck made my soulmate die again so soon.  The healers want me to write it down.  Maybe if it ever happens again I can write that too.  They don’t think it will happen. I hope I can see them if they get recreated again.

Entry 2- 1992
Mother had the healer come see me at Hogwarts so I didn’t have to leave school.  She called it an “episode.” I had another “episode” she said.  It doesn’t sound as bad as it was.  I don’t remember it hurting so bad last time.  Last time I didn’t cry.  I think I cried because I was sad.  Not just because my chest hurt.  I couldn’t breathe for a minute.  I’m supposed to write down what it felt like.  It felt like when you smash your finger in a door but not just on your finger. On your whole body.  

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The Only One

Originally posted by harryisart

Two requests in one! As always, thanks for the love and support. Keep being amazing. xx - L

Harry comes home from tour to see you for the first time in a long time, and gets jealous when he sees another guy flirting with you.

Warnings: smut(ish)

Word Count: 1,677

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