but i thought these were cute


Natasha finally asked Miko to officially be her girlfriend. Miko, however, didn’t like that idea, and started going off on her. Poor Natasha just can’t seem to catch a break :(

The Shy One // Stanley Uris

Word Count- 1255

Summary- You’re a shy loser, and you surprise the group after Richie makes a few comments

Warnings; N/A

A/n; WOW I’M ACTUALLY POSTING AN IMAGINE?! WOW! (catch is I didn’t proofread so it’s probably terrible but hey its a post!!)

Requested; Yes!

req;  hi! can i request Stan Uris x fem! reader where the reader is really shy and one day richie is making inappropriate comments about her and stan and she totally goes off on richie and stan thinks it’s the cutest thing ever? lmao i just thought this would be cute idkk


Today, the Losers’ club had decided to go swimming at the Quarry. This wasn’t a one-time occurrence; in fact, they went quite often. Only typically, you didn’t like going swimming with the boys because of how shy you were. Being the only girl in the club didn’t help, because, well, I think you get the idea. But today, the boys had invited Beverly Marsh, who happened to be one of your close friends, so you’d agreed to come.

You bid your parents goodbye, telling them you’d be home later. You skipped out of the house, jumping on your bike, and riding to Beverly’s house. The two of you had made plans to bike down together, because her dad likely wouldn’t have let her go out to meet boys alone. He actually liked you, probably only because you were a girl. “Hey, Bev!” You greeted, and you two shared a quick hug before biking up to the Quarry. Upon arriving, you saw all the boys were there, in their underwear. Including him. You blushed, looking away.

Beverly sent you a knowing look. She was the only one who knew of your feelings towards a certain tall, lanky, curly haired brunette. That’s right. You liked the one and only, Stan ‘The Man’ Uris. You had for years; but you were much too shy to even think about saying anything. You struggled to actually have a normal conversation with him, let alone confess the feelings you’d bottled up for so long. Besides, he wouldn’t like you back. He probably liked someone like Beverly.

Nonetheless, you snapped out of your thoughts when Beverly began to undress. Then it hit you. You were going to be almost naked in front of Stan. The thought alone made you turn red and cross your arms over your chest subconsciously. “Come on, Y/N!” Beverly whispered, excitedly. “Let’s show these boys who’s boss!” You laughed at her attitude, but hesitantly did as told. You dropped your clothes, and were now standing in your underwear. You took in a shaky breath, and Beverly looked at you concerned.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” She asked, worriedly. “Just a bit nervous..” you said, glancing at stan, quickly returning your gaze to the ground, hoping Beverly didn’t see. She did. “Hey, it’s okay. Well go together, okay? Here, take my hand.” She said, offering her hand. You gladly took it, smiling thankfully at her. “3..” Beverly started, and you got ready to run. “2..” She looked at you, and you nodded. “1!” she screamed, and you both took off towards the edge.

“Look out, losers!” Beverly called, and all the boys looked at the two of you, eyes wide when they saw your undergarments. They didn’t have long to process it, though, because you took off, jumping right off the edge. “What the fuck?!” Richie exclaimed, making you giggle, and you hit the water with a huge splash. You laughed as you surfaced for air, high-fiving Beverly. “That was awesome!” You exclaimed, adrenaline rushing through you.

Richie looked to Stan, whose cheeks had flushed and his eyes were glued to you, blown wide and his jaw slack. “Hey bird boy, close your mouth. You’ll catch flies!” Richie called, laughing along with the other losers, while stan broke out of his stupor. “Wouldn’t want Y/N to think you’re stalking her!” “Shut up, Richie.” Stan said, rolling his eyes, and acting as if he didn’t care. He did. “So, um, do we have to do that?” Stan asked, changing the subject and looking down at the water nervously.

You glanced up and giggled at the awestruck expressions of the group of boys, pointing it out to Bev. She looked up, rolling her eyes at the hesitant looks on their faces. “Come on, sissies!” She yelled, and you could see (even from so far down) the boys gulp and take a leap off. You cheered as they came down, particularly loud as Stan landed with a splash.

The seven of you splashed around happily, having the time of your lives. Richie, Beverly, Bill and Ben were began wrestling in the water, while Eddie watched from a safe distance, making sure no one got hurt. Typical Eddie. You and Stan were chatting quietly amongst yourselves, and you were enjoying every bit of it. It was hard for you usually to find conversations with your shy nature, even with Beverly sometimes. Though right in this moment, you felt fine. Everything was perfect.

You all climbed out of the water, smiling and laughing as you all made your way up the large hill once again. As you reached the top, the group decided to stay and hang out for a bit longer while the seven of you dried off. you and Bev laying down on the ground to tan while the boys opted for sitting on the big rocks to dry off.

“You know, Stan, if you’re gonna keep staring at Y/N, at least do it subtly!” Richie whispered, though everyone heard the comment. You and Stan turned bright red, you immediately covering your chest with your arms, suddenly wanting to disappear. “Shut up, Richie.” Stan mumbled, mortified and angered.  “What? I’m just saying! You’re practically undressing her with your eyes; even though she’s basically naked right in front of us!”

A sudden anger flared within you, and you weren’t sure where it came from, but the thought wasn’t really that important as your anger bubbled over. “First of all, Mr Richard Tozier, I’m right here, and I’m not some object you can talk right over and toss around like a toy. I’m a person, a human being, and if you have a problem with me or have something to say to me, say it to my face, trashmouth. Just because I’m shy, doesn’t mean I’m incapable. Oh, and by the way, I didn’t see you looking away from Beverly and I either, so I wouldn’t be talking. Just so you know, Sunglasses are see-through.”

Everyone was silent. The shy girl they all knew, the one that never quite fit in, yet was their missing puzzle piece, was not the girl they’d just seen. “Well, shit.” Eddie whispered, astonished. Richie, for once, was speechless. “Damn, girl.” Beverly said, clapping her best friend on the back proudly. Stan, who knew what was going through his mind. His expression blank, but if you looked close enough into his eyes, you could practically see the rush of thoughts flying through. He was stunned.

Stan always knew he liked you; that much was obvious. Your quiet, adorably shy nature always appealed to him. Seeing this side to you, however, sparked something in him. He’d never seen, or even imagined, that you could’ve done something as amazing as shutting up THE trashmouth Tozier. He was proud. In a spur of the moment, Stan stood up, walking over to where you stood face to face with Richie, grabbing your waist and spinning you around, smashing his lips to yours.

Again, Silence. As it sunk it, you quickly kissed back, closing your eyes and enjoying the moment. All the previous anger you’d felt against Richie melted away within the few seconds your lips were pressed gently against Stan’s amazingly soft ones. “Holy shit, he actually did it! He kissed her!” Richie exclaimed, astonished. A chorus of cheers and whoops followed suit, and as you and Stan pulled away, looking at each other with a soft smile, you both turned to Richie, yelling in perfect sync. “Shut up, Richie!”


As she stood up, Nate knelt before her. Laelia moved one hands to cover her mouth as she looked down at the man she’d loved so much, before her, staring at her with pure adoration in his eyes. 

“Huh?” she sputtered out. She internally smacked herself for her reaction. He was possibly proposing and she still managed to sound like an idiot. Laelia moved one hand to her chest, willing her rapidly beating heart to still. She was surprised that Nate hadn’t heard it, or perhaps he had, and chose to ignore it. Emerald eyes stared at her dark brown ones, with a swirl of emotions which made Laelia weak. He grasped at her hand and sucked in a deep breath. She waited, heart in her chest, breath held, already on the verge of tears. 

“Bloom,” Nate began and stroked his thumb across her fingers, “I told you this place was special for me. I want it to become even more special… for us.I remember when you ran away after we met. I thought to myself how cute you were then, even though we didn’t know each other. The fact that you turned out to be my new neighbour… it seemed like fate, Laelia. Fate really was kind because there is no one who can be kind, sweet considerate, beautiful and sexy all at once. You manage to do that and I love you. I love you so much, babe. I don’t deserve you but I promise to work my hold life to try. Will you consider spending the rest of your life with me?” 

Laelia’s vision had become blurred by tears. She looked down at the man who had changed everything for her. The man who taught her about love, the world and so much about herself. She was the one who didn’t deserve him. Leaned forward, she pressed her lips to his before speaking the words she’d wanted to say since he got down on his knee, “Yes.” 

Motel Room Walls

Title: Motel Room Walls

Characters: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 657

Warning: The Reader is in a depressed mood and calls Sam for help. No talk of self-harm of any kind. It’s actually really just cute fluffy Sam 

A/N: Just sort of came to me tonight after a long day. Enjoy.



“I… I need you. Can, I mean could yo-”

“I’m on my way.”

Staring at the walls of your motel room they started to close in on you.

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One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I love you’ - 59: “Wow.”

Another prompt from @queseraone (I love these)!

Again, huge thanks to@justkillingtimewhileiwait  for her beta’ing help :)

Thank you to everyone who is reading too, and all of the feedback! <3 Please let me know what you think again - I seriously love reading all your thoughts. It truly makes my day. 

If you have any prompts off this list you’d like me to write, just message me! (That list is also a master post for all the prompts I’ve so far :))

“…and then in a few weeks’ times, the Hawks are gonna lift the Cup with all three of us right there watching. Maybe I’ll feel generous and invite your Uncle Will too,” Jay explained to his son in the one-sided conversation they were currently having whilst carefully trying to get his little feet into the equally little shoes whilst he was distracted by his talking. “I’m going to make sure you have all the best stories to tell when you grow up.”

The seven-month-old sat obediently on the couch dressed in a tiny Blackhawks shirt with ‘Halstead’ printed on the back, jeans and the cutest Hawks hat he had ever seen planted backwards on his head just like his daddy whilst Jay knelt in front of him to complete the task at hand. It didn’t help Sammy preferred to grab at his father’s hat or his own socks when possible, though with some diversion tactics of tickling or pressing kisses to his hands as Jay pried them away, he finally got him ready.

“There, all done!” Jay announced with extra enthusiasm, revelling in the way Sammy clapped and laughed back, dimples that were a mirror of his mother’s curving into his cheeks, and babbled what he swore was something that almost sounded like ‘Dada’. Sighing contently, he held the child securely by the waist and slid him forward on the couch. “God, you’re just too adorable. How did I get so lucky with you, baby boy?”

“Are you sure taking a seven-month-old to a hockey game is a good idea? It’s pretty cold in there,” Erin called out from their bedroom, repeating the worries she had been voicing for the past three days.

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anonymous asked:

hey can i have an imagine where ouma confesses to his s/o?

aaah yes! 

this turned out to be pretty cute!

 thank you for the ask, dear!

Ouma confessing to his S/O:

  • He had always thought S/O was…interesting.
  • They always watched him closely.
  • Especially when he was lying.
  • It was for this reason that he felt that S/O knew when he was lying.
  • So, as any good Ultimate Supreme Leader would do, he vowed to get close to them.
  • S/O was quiet and reserved, or at least they were at first.
  • Over months of pestering, they finally open up to him.
  • And now?
  • He finds that his heart is pounding when around them.
  • His palms are sweaty.
  • His face seems glaringly hot.
  • And this isn’t the thrill that comes with lying.
  • No, this is something entirely different.
  • And this “something different” is frustrating, because he can’t quite figure it out.
  • It’s only when Kaede passes them one morning and singsongs; “Ooh! Lovebirds~!” that he realizes, that yes, he does indeed have a crush.
  • It kind of puts him off for a bit, even as he starts liking the idea of being in a relationship with S/O.
  • S/O, of course, had figured this out long ago.
  • Well, they’d figured out that they had a crush on Ouma, not that he returned their feelings.
  • For a while, nothing happens. 
  • But….
  • It all comes out one day. 
  • After he falls over, that is.
  • They’re walking to school one morning, and he falls over, successfully skinning his hands.
  • S/O makes a noise of shock, but picks him up and gently carries him back to their house (which, thankfully, they aren’t too far from.)
  • He’s sat on the edge of their bed, while they go next door to the bathroom.
  • They rummage in their bathroom for a bit, before coming back out with the needed items.
  • Their hair, if it’s long, is slapped up into a messy ponytail or bun, and they gently clean his hands, even through his hisses and whines.
  • They’re carefully bandaged, and then S/O leans back, sitting on the floor with their legs folded under them.
  • They make eye contact, and Ouma’s heart flies into his throat.
  • “I think I’m in love with you.”
  • He blurts it out before he can stop himself, oddly vulnerable.  
  • S/O’s eyes widen, as his brain begins to process what he just did.
  • The moment breaks, and he fixes his normal, childish, nature back onto his face in a panic.
  • “Nishinishinishi….that was a lie, of course.”
  • For a second, just a second, they’re at an impasse.
  • He and S/O both know that they can tell when he’s lying.
  • If S/O calls him out on it, they’ll return his feelings.
  • If not, though, they’ll brush it off.
  • Before they can even think about it, they’re kissing him. He’s pressed against their soft mattress.
  • As soon as it happens, though, it’s gone.
  • S/O returns back to their original position.  At some point, their hair had fallen out of the tied up state it was in.
  • “I think I’m in love with you, too.”
  • Ouma’s breath hitches, but S/O gets up and offers him a hand, smiling.
  • “C’mon, just because you’re injured, and my boyfriend, doesn’t mean we’re skipping.”
  • He blushes, but he’s pouting. “Awe, please?”
  • “No means no. Come on.”
  • They tug Ouma up by his hand, and somehow, their fingers intertwine.
  • Their hands don’t leave that position all day.

Originally posted by mwsouyuu

‘Ultimate Novelist Write Shuichi’s favorite Books’

Soooo I’ve been binge reading this blog and I really really like the imagines~ if it’s okay I would like to request what if Shuichi found out his s/o is the ultimate crime writer and his favourite novelist if you catch my drift? And s/o writes a novel all about his cases as a gift? I thought this would be really cute >~< thank you for reading ^^

Alright, Let’s Write, Right? 
-Mod Korekiyo

  • OMG it’s you!
  • He knew the moment he saw you but he was so nervous to just put it out there.
  • Once you started dating he was more confident to admit to you that he was a huge fan of your work
  • He would read your series cover to cover, sometimes twice in one day
  • Your writing was just beautiful.
  • He didn’t want to ask you if you were planning another book in the series but oh it was so tempting to ask.
  • Any time you picked up a pen or sat at your computer he was just staring at you in awe.
  • He’d wait for you to tell him about your plans, not wanting to seem pushy about your books.
  • When he heard you were writing another he was beside himself.
  • He tried to occupy himself while you write but it’s sooo difficult. He just wants to read over your shoulder and possibly help you
  • at the same time, you didn’t need him to write the others so you’re fine without him now.
  • There’s a character remarkably similar to him in your book that has a steamy one night stand with the protagonist
  • You wanted him to read that scene so badly but the book wasn’t out yet.
  • You end up letting your mind wander and write a collection of smut with Shuichi for an epic prank. 
  • You were going to give him the sexy book and make him think that’s the one getting published before surprising him with the real book.
  • When you gave him the book you were passionately kissed and he quickly sat down in his chair, sinking into it.
  • He noted aloud how much shorter this book seemed compared to your others.
  • It didn’t take long for him to see all the smut and sexual situations
  • He’s never read so fast with a boner in his life.
  • You apologize to him and give him the real book.
  • In a stunning upset, he sets it to the side and says he’d rather talk about your joke book first.
  • You wake up in bed the next morning in his arms
  • He’s reading.

-Mod Korekiyo

anonymous asked:

Ooo I love crush stories! When I was younger (about 6th grade) I met this really cute kid. They were kind and forgiving and excitable and they loved so many people. I looked at them and thought: That's the one. That's the one I'm gonna marry! (At they time they and I were both Female (we're both NB)) and one day, I got the courage to go and kiss them. But they kissed me!! I was so happy. We've been together ever since. We're getting married next year! A big ol' Pansexual wedding!:) I love them.



I wish y’all the best of luck in life and hope that the two of you have a wonderful wedding!! 

anonymous asked:

story time i was trying to think of cute halloween headcanons even though we've had literally 5000 already and I thought about how for halloween once when me and my twin brother were like two years old we went as Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm from the Flintstones and then after a quick wikipedia search learned that in some dumb spinoffs no one talks about the two got married and I just ruined my own childhood i haven't watched the show since i was very young i thought they were also TWINS like ME

ahhahaha nope, theyre from the two different families 

when i was like 14, i once wore contact lenses instead of glasses to school bc i had just learned how to put them on and i wanted to show them to my friends right, and this one guy goes and tells me “i thought girls were supposed to become beautiful when they stopped wearing glasses. something obviously went wrong with you” and that was??? so incredibly rude i wanted to cry but i just stood there not knowing what to say bc i honestly thought we were friends

but the girl sitting in front of him (who was also his crush, mind u) hears him and turns around with the most disgusted expression on her face, and calls him out on it like “omg i cant believe you said that have you even seen yourself in a mirror you have no right to tell her shit” and then she turns to me and says “dont listen to him, you look gorgeous with or without glasses” and she probably already forgot about that but i always remember it whenever i feel self-conscious about myself

so the moral of the story is: if u see someone being a jerk to someone else, dont laugh along and call them out on it. stick together and bring all the fuckboys down

some quick ideas based off @pepplemint ‘s soulmate name tattoos au where Allura has a soulmate tattoo that says “Takashi”:

1. The tattoo is written in Altean symbols, and Shiro catches sight of it one day when they’re training. They’ve all learned a bit of Altean by that point and Shiro thinks he can sorta read it, but it looks like it says ‘takashi’ but he’s not sure? So he thinks it must be an Altean word with similar pronunciation and he casually asks Allura what the word is and what it means. He’s thinking this is gonna be fun and hilarious, she’ll tell him what the word means and he’ll tell her how much it sounds like his name, it’ll be cute maybe he’ll tease her a lil bit about having his name tattooed on her arm…

But when he asks Allura gets all sad and shy and eventually tells him: “It says Takashi. It’s the name of my soulmate. All Alteans have their soulmate’s true name tattooed on their skin, but of course my soulmate must have died with Altea… Shiro are you alright?” becauSE SHIRO.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING does he tell her? should he say something? does she even want him as her soulmate?

Bonus: Shiro tries to think of a way to tell her that doesn’t come across as creepy or forward and he can’t think of anything and after about three days of agonising he just blurts out in front of the whole team “My name is Takashi Shirogane!” and everyone’s like ‘dude…… what?’ and now ALLURA.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING because SHE SECRETLY SORTA HOPED

2. The tattoo is written in kanji, and Allura obviously can’t read it, so she just assumes her soulmate is an alien of some kind. When she meets the Paladins and Shiro, she ~secretly hopes~ he’s the one but nope, they all speak English and Pidge’s laptop is in English (she checked) and she’s never seen any other language from Earth so OH WELL GUESS THAT’S THAT

Then one night she’s sitting up late with Shiro and they get to talking about different Earth languages, and it’s news to Allura that Earth still has SO MANY languages, and Shiro starts talking to her about Japanese. And about learning English and Japanese as a child, and how Japanese sounds and how it’s written. He starts telling her about Japanese writing systems and how it’s written downwards and she’s so cute and fascinated that he just picks up a scrap of paper and goes “here, i’ll show you” and writes his name in kanji. And he shows her and says “that’s my full name, Takashi Shirogane”.

And Allura’s looking at it like… this looks HAUNTINGLY FAMILIAR. So she takes the scrap of paper and asks really shyly: “can i keep this?”. Shiro just thinks it’s adorable of course and says ‘yeah keep it’ and that night Allura goes back to her room and lifts up her sleeve and with shaking fingers holds the scrap of paper up to her tattoo and IT’S THE SAME.


one of my favourite lines from the script!! i’m proud of him :’)