I cannot believe how perfect Chris was, from the moment we thought of him to the moment he played every second in this movie. Chris is one of the most talented actors I’ve ever worked with in my life. But also, he’s a real man, very comfortable with his masculinity, so much so that he’s not sexist at all. He completely takes other people on their own face value and is willing to leave space for them, and as a result he was a perfect boyfriend for Wonder Woman because it’s someone who could actually look at her and admire her and appreciate her and it didn’t take anything away from him. And then he just made us all laugh all the time.
Ok the fandom has all agreed that Mila is Yuri’s big sister, but can we just take a moment to appreciate just how DEEP the bond is?
Ok. So first of all, we have Mila initiating physical contact with one of the coldest characters in YOI. She is extremely familiar with Yuri and from her relaxed air, we can assume that this definitely isn’t her first time hugging Yuri. It’s also interesting to note that Yuri only tells her to let go when Mila starts to tease Yuri. Yuri didn’t initially object to Mila’s hug!
Here we have Yuri being a brat. But a very well-informed brat. Mila’s, cough, sexual frustrations would’ve been the result of a very recent breakup. The fact that Yuri knew about this shows us that he is up-to-date about what is happening in Mila’s life. Mila probably overshares the intimate details about her relationships to Yuri.
ok this post is getting long, so please click below to continue frEAKING THE FUCK OUT WITH ME
The Brun og Blid flashback Julie gave us without flashbacking
so in last nights clip this is what Sara said about Vilde…
and the crazy thing is we know exactly what she’s talking about because we LIVED IT in Noora’s POV
lets flashback shall we?
so in the beginning of s2 Vilde got a sponsor from a tanning salon and Noora was all “no fucking way, nei Vilde x 1000″
and this was her reason why
so then when Vilde continues to plead her case to Noora, Noora tells her that they shouldn’t be sexual objects and Vilde replies with
so then when she talks to Sara and Ingrid about it she basically repeats this.
(side note: okay but Noora and Eva look like proud and amused parents right now)
what I find interesting here is Sara’s face. Like she literally looks like she is judging Vilde, while Ingrid seems to be genuinely listening…but wow Sara looks annoyed af….has Julie planned this from the beginning?
but a really important thing this message Sana found has brought up…is this
Noora turned to Sana for her to agree with her argument about them not taking the sponsor but instead of agreeing with Noora
Sana looked at Vilde, realised how important this was to her and supported her <3
So I feel like what Julie has done by showing us this message from Sara, is she has once again transported us back to a moment where Sana stood up for Vilde and supported her when no one else would
which contrasts heavily against Vilde who isn’t doing the same for Sana right now
The receipts on how much Sana has been there for Vilde keep coming up this season to further make us feel anger towards Vilde for not doing the same…
but I think this is all build up
build up for a big turn around
come on Vilde don’t let all the faith I have in you go wasted pleassseeee
request: Hello! I was hoping you could do
a Jughead imagine where him and the reader are pre-relationship and the reader
confesses their love almost every day but Jug is too caught up in his writing
to notice? (Bonus if the other parts of the CoreFour are involved). Thanks!
Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader
Description: Everyday (Y/N)
confesses her feelings for Jughead but they’re never heard
Warnings: one swear word
Word count: 1,201
A/N: ahh everyone thank you so much for all the kind
responses to my first imagine!! hope you enjoy!
We sat in our usual booth at Pop’s: him
feverishly writing his story and me staring at him as smitten as can be.
“Jughead?” I asked, glancing at the raven-haired
boy sitting across from me.
“Hmm?” he hummed, eyes remaining glued to the
“I just… I wanted to,” I paused for a moment,
taking a deep breath in. “I know we’ve
been friends for a while and that’s great, I love being your friend, but
sometimes I just think that… I don’t know, sometimes I want to be more.” He remained quiet, so I continued, “And if
you don’t feel the same that’s okay, I don’t want anything to ruin our
friendship.” I let out a big sigh and
looked up at Jughead. He was still
staring at his laptop. “Jughead!” I
exclaimed, causing him to jump slightly.
“What?” he asked.
My eyes widened.
“Did you not hear anything I just said?” I
inquired. Jughead’s eyebrows rose and he
bit his lip, breaking eye contact with me.
“I’m sorry, I was just really invested in my
story,” he apologized. I sighed and
shrugged, standing up.
“It’s fine, Jug, it wasn’t anything important,” I
assured him, grabbing my bag. “I’m gonna
head home, I have to work on my homework.”
He nodded and waved as I turned around and exited Pop’s. “Oh god,” I muttered under my breath as I
walked home, rubbing my temples.
Two days later, I found myself in the same
position: Jughead furiously typing and me preparing to confess my feelings.
“Jughead, I need to talk to you,” I said, more
demandingly than last time. Jughead
looked up from his laptop and nodded.
“Go ahead,” he said, then looked back down at his
“I-” Before I could start, Betty approached our
“Hey guys!” she greeted. I smiled, whereas Jughead kept his head
down. “Could I sit here with you guys?”
“Uh, yeah, of course,” I replied, scooching over
so she could sit next to me. She smiled
gratefully as she slid into the booth.
“Thanks, (Y/N). So what were you guys talking about before I
interrupted?” I bit my lip. Betty knew about my big crush on Jughead, all
of our friends knew. I glanced at her
and she nodded, understanding what I was trying to do. “Do you want me to leave?” she
whispered. I shook my head.
“No, no, you can stay.
Please, actually, I need the moral support.” She nodded and sat back in the booth. I sucked in a deep breath and started over, “So,
Jughead, as I was trying to say before, we’ve been friends for so long. But I like you. I’ve liked you for a while, and I even tried
to tell you a few days ago but you didn’t hear me. I just needed to tell you, and if you don’t
feel the same that’s fine. Just, please,
I want to at least stay friends with you no matter what.” Betty looked at me with a proud smile, subtly
sending me a thumbs up. Smiling back at
her, I turned to face Jughead.
“Jughead?” Betty asked, glancing between me and him. “Did you just hear what (Y/N) said?”
“Huh?” Jughead breathed, looking between me and Betty. “Betty, when’d you join us?” Betty and I exchanged a shocked glance, our eyes
wide and mouths agape. “What?”
“I’ve been here for five minutes,” Betty said, her voice
sharp. “Did you not hear anything (Y/N)
or I said?”
“Oh,” Jughead sighed.
“I did it again. I’m sorry, (Y/N). What were you trying to say?”
Betty started, “She was trying to tell you that she-”
“Has cheerleading practice tomorrow,” I interrupted
Betty. “I have cheerleading practice
tomorrow, and it’s gonna go pretty late, so I can’t meet you here tomorrow.” Betty cast me a disapproving glare, but
softened when I looked at her sadly.
Jughead, although usually clever and observant, did not notice this
“Okay,” he said, “that’s fine. You’ll still meet me here on Saturday though,
right?” I bit my lip, contemplating
making up an excuse. Quickly, I looked
to Betty for approval. She subtly
“Yeah of course,” I agreed cheerily. “Saturday.”
Jughead smiled and nodded. I
stood up and Betty followed suit, and we both exited the diner. Once we got outside, Betty stopped and turned
to look at me.
“What was that?” she whisper-yelled.
“I don’t know,” I groaned.
“It happened on Tuesday, too. He
never seems to hear me.”
“But you’re gonna try again, though,” she said. “Right?”
“I- I don’t know,” I sighed, and began walking. Betty followed suit. “I guess I’ll try again, but I don’t know,
maybe it’s not meant to be.”
“Not meant to be?” Betty repeated. “(Y/N), you and Jughead are, as Kevin likes
to say, endgame!” I laughed at the
terminology and shrugged, unable to think of a reply. “Please try, at least one more time.”
I assured her, “I’ll try.”
Two weeks later, I stood at my locker with Veronica and
Betty. Angrily, I slammed my locker
closed and then leaned up against it.
“It’s pointless!” I groaned, lightly banging my head against
the locker. “For two weeks I’ve tried,
two whole weeks! Every day, I go into
Pop’s and tell myself, ‘This is the day.’
Then I sit with him, build up the courage, and I tell him. And every day, he doesn’t hear me. Every fucking day!” Veronica and Betty both shook their heads.
“I can’t believe him,” Veronica seethed. “That’s ridiculous, he has to have heard you
at least once. He’s not deaf.” Betty nodded in agreement.
“Just try talking to him without his laptop,” Betty
suggested. “Make sure that he has no
distractions, just you and him.”
“Thank you,” I smiled.
“I’ll definitely do that tonight at Pop’s.”
“Why do it tonight,” Veronica drawled, looking past me, “when
you can do it now?” I turned around to
see Jughead down the hallway.
“Oh no,” I whined. “Not
now, not here.”
Ignoring my objections, Veronica called out, “Jughead!” He looked at us and nodded, walking over to
where we stood.
“Hey,” he greeted, leaning against the lockers next to me.
“Hi,” I smiled, twiddling with my fingers. Betty and Veronica exchanged smirks and edged
away from us, still remaining within earshot.
“Listen, I’ve been meaning to tell you something for a while and-”
“I know,” Jughead interrupted me. “And I never hear you. I know, I’m sorry.” I nodded, licking my lips.
“Yeah, it’s okay, I just feel like I should tell you now,
while I know I have your attention.”
Jughead laughed lightly. “I… I
like you, Jughead. More than friends.” Jughead’s eyes widened and I stopped. Every time he remained quiet at Pop’s I kept
going, but now I stopped, not knowing how to continue.
“You like me?” he asked.
“And you’ve been trying to tell me for two weeks?”
“Yeah,” I nodded. He
rubbed his face.
“Jesus,” he sighed. “I’m
“No, you’re not,” I told him. “I just- if you don’t feel the same way it’s
fine, but please don’t let this ruin our friendship. I couldn’t live with myself if-”
He gets nothing but avoided eye contact and silent sips of coffee in return.
“I am completely serious. Someone has to say something and it really shouldn’t be me.”
He had thought that all nine of them of them taking a weekend together in the cabin would be fun–and it had been, until he’d been kept up very late by the half-muffled sounds coming from Elain and Lucien’s room. Not of sex, per say; the cabin provides what soundproofing it can, and it should be enough for all the couples to enjoy themselves without bothering each other, but Elain and Lucien had been doing something… loud. Repeatedly.
Cassian is grinning like a maniac, amused beyond all reason. “Okay, I know Rhys is uncomfortable because he’s never done anything that actually qualifies as kinky, but does anyone else think this is hilarious?”
“I object to that profiling of my sex life, Cassian.”
“You’ve never done anything weirder with Feyre than a blindfold,” Cassian says, eyebrows raised, “I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with that, I’m just saying.”
“A blindfold is very kinky,” Rhys asserts, affronted. Mor snorts and he ignores it, focused on Cassian. “What have you two done that’s so much more exciting?”
Nesta, sitting straight as a queen, speaks before Cassian can. “If you answer that question in front of all our friends, Cas, you will never get to do any of those things ever again.”
“We’re off topic,” Feyre announces, setting down her mug of tea decisively. “The question at hand here is who is going to tell Elain and Lucien that spanking is off-limits during their time here.” Silence. She shrugs. “I think it should be Nesta.”
“I’ll do it if you want, but it won’t go well,” Nesta replies flatly. “I have a hard time not slapping the smirk off Lucien’s face on a good day.”
Cassian brandishes a spoonful of oatmeal. “Well, apparently he’s into that, so–”
“Why not Cassian?” Rhys says pointedly, “Since, as he tells us, he’s so knowledgeable about the whole area.”
“That would mortify Elain,” Feyre says, keeping them firmly on track. “It should probably be one of the girls.” Amren, in the corner, lowers her mug of blood to look less than enthused. “It should be Mor or I,” Feyre amends.
Mor gives an casual little shrug. “The noise didn’t bother me, to be honest.”
Rhys frowns in disbelief. “Surely you heard it.”
She does not elaborate, and Rhys suddenly finds it suspicious how quiet Azriel’s been, and how he’s not making eye contact. Cassian seems to have the same thought as he glances between the two of them.
“Mother’s tits,” Cassian says, gaping. “You guys got off on it, didn’t you?”
They don’t respond, but Mor reddens incriminatingly. Cassian’s eyes go wide and he throws his head back in a howl of laugher, over Nesta’s protestations.
Amren is surveying all of them with disdain. “I have been present for some truly insipid conversations between the lot of you but I must say, this one is exceptionally awful.”
“Now THAT’S what I mean by kinky, Rhys” Cassian proclaims, wiping tears from his eyes. “Fucking to the sounds of another couple’s pain play. Cauldron. I’m so proud.”
Rhys looks long-suffering as he turns to Feyre, takes her hand, and kisses it sweetly. “I’m so sorry, darling,” he intones dramatically. “I’ve exposed you to a nest of perverts.”
“Who’s a pervert?” Elain asks with a giggle, choosing this moment to sweep into the kitchen, bright-eyed and with a sated-looking Lucien in her wake. “Are we talking about Cassian again?”
But the whole room has gone silent. Elain falters, looking from one awkward face to the next. “What’s wrong?”
When no one answers, it’s Amren who gets up and says baldly to the two of them, “Everyone from here to Velaris could hear whatever it was you were doing last night. It made these fools uncomfortable, largely. Do with that information what you will.” In the shocked silence following, she puts her empty mug in the sink, unhurried, and heads for the door. “I’m going for a walk far away from this nonsense. If anyone needs me, you are encouraged to reconsider.”
Summary: You were just a pre-school teacher, a simple dream that came true as you always adored children. But what you didn’t know, was how one child and her very special father would change you dream forever.
Parts: 1 2 3 4 5
AN:SO I though this was going to be the last part BUT it’s not, I’m so sorry but the next part definitely will and again I’m so sorry for the wait, things had been a little rough at school with exams and just life *ugh* but I hope you enjoy this!
“Hey, what’s wrong man?” Taehyung asked worriedly, as Jimin sat down in front of him, his head buried in his hands as he let out a long sigh.
It had been a couple days since he’d last seen you, and honestly it was destroying him. Every day he’d go to Jieun’s preschool, expecting to see you there, but you weren’t.
But in all honesty, even if you were, he didn’t know what he’d do. What would he say to you after what happened? Would he act like it never happened? Would he bring it up? Would you bring it up?
“I–” he started before grumbling, “I just don’t know what to do Taehyung-ah.”
Prying Jimin’s hands away from his face, Taehyung looked at the boy and teased, “It’d be easier for me to help if you told me what’s actually going on.”
Jimin gave him a look, before sighing again and spilling out everything that happened in the last 3 weeks. From the day he met you,m to the club incident and to last Friday, to where Jimin had messed up big time.
“So you were about to kiss her and then you just..didn’t?” Taehyung asked in disbelief, “Are you freaking crazy? Why?!
"I–” Jimin exasperated before taking a breath, “I couldn’t do that to her.”
He stirred the small spoon he held in his coffee cup as he continued, “I didn’t want to because she deserves someone much more than me. She doesn’t deserve to be held back with someone who’s a single father and–”
“Did she say that?” Taehyung interrupted softly making Jimin look up at him with widened eyes.
“Did she say she didn’t want to be with you? Because I think it’s up to her whether she thinks you’re deserving or not and in all honesty man? You’re hell of a good guy.” Taehyung finished, with a proud smile on his face.
“Just look at the way you raised Jieun. She’s one of the most beautiful kids I know and the sweetest too? Why? Because of you.” Taehyung said softly, making Jimin chuckle, “Even after Herim left you, you still stayed strong. Why wouldn’t she deserve you?”
nope, maybe the GIF that personally makes me weak
it’s the imagine that I wrote a few days ago and that was deleted somehow,
I’m sharing it again now. I know some people had the same request but
anywayyyyy (thank you to the ppl who told me to post it again
I just imagined a Patronus for Pettigrew, don’t mind it if it bothers
you. I loved this request and got a bit carried away, it was just so
at Hogwarts everybody hated monday mornings, as they symbolized the
end of the weekend, the return in class and especially, implied a lot
of exhaustion. In fact, everybody except the 6th
years, because to them Monday morning meant Defense Against the Dark
Arts. Here you were, at your usual seat next to the wall on the first
row. The classroom 3C had probably the biggest windows out of all the
Turris Magnus, unfortunately you were too short to observe the view
-everybody was- but you still tried to take a look everytime. You
were on tip-toes, taking
advantage of the fact that your teacher had not yet arrived to make
know Y/N, I really enjoy the view you’re offering me when you stand
up like this in front of me, but I think you should just sit down as
our dear Professor is here. » whispered Sirius behind you. Your
cheeks turner red as you did what he said, sighing in exasperation
and trying to focus on the tall man standing in front of the class.
Sirius knew his little seduction game made you feel a bit flustered
and that was exactly why he liked doing it so much, he didn’t want
you to be uncomfortable, he was only joking and you knew it. Out of
the four Marauders, you spent most of your time with him or Remus,
who actually introduced you to the others after meeting you at the
I will try, and please notice that I said try, to teach you something
that I know most of you have been waiting for. » said your
teacher solanemly, holding his hands together behind his back. « The
majority of witches and wizards are not able to produce it for it
requires patience, concentration and determination. You probably
guessed it already, I am talking about the Patronus charm,
one of the most powerful defensive charms that exist.»
everybody started to whisper enthousiasticly to their neighbors, and
even Lily who usually was the definition of the model student seemed
hysteric. You smiled when you saw her, her dazzling hair flying in
the air while she turned around towards the boys, already beginning
to discuss on the shape their patronus would take. James had already
managed to produce one and it was a deer just like his animagus. He
could be turbulent, sometimes even insolent, but nobody could deny
that he was an incredibly talented wizard just like Remus who was
sitting next to him. Strangely, he stayed away from the general
euphoria which spread in the class, playing almost nervously with his
hands. You frowned, ready to ask him what was going on when your
teacher knocked two times on the desk with his fists. The noises
stopped and everybody looked at him once again.
To produce a Patronus, it is necessary to concentrate on your most
beautiful memory, and only this one. Find the memory that warms your
heart the most and say clearly, wand in hand :
expecto patronum. » Suddenly, a silver eagle flew from his hand
and in the classroom. It was both beautiful and captivating. «
requires training, today we shall satisfy us with approaching the
theoretical side of it and in the next class, I hope that you will be
ready. Just know that it is difficult to obtain a corporeal patronus,
and that its purpose is not to be beautiful, but to protect you from
Dementors. Whether it is a rat, cat or lion, its power will be the
same : the partonus is a shield, a messenger and a protector. »
kept speaking during the whole following hour, adding that even if
the animal shape the Patronus took did not define its strenght, it
could mean something important for the wizard. Leaving
the class everybody had only an idea in head : discover what their
patronus was. The four boys, Lily and you had mutually decided to
train together by the lake this afternoon. But right now you were
going to eat, Sirius and James led the group speaking loudly and
walking way too fast. Behind
and standing by your side, Lily seemed to explain to Peter the
details he had not understood. You left them silently to join Remus
who walked at the back, alone, head low and dragging his feet. He
raised his head when he saw you were waiting for him and turned the
gentle smile you were giving him back to you. Interlacing
your arm in his, you jumped at the opportunity to be alone with him
to ask him what was wrong. Remus sighed, he seemed embarrassed and
you strated to worry.
He looked around to be sure no one was listening and then he bent a
little towards you.
afraid my corporeal Patronus gives too much away, if you know what I
mean. I already tried with James and it almost worked, and I swear I
saw a long hairy tail before the light went off. » He
whispered, biting his lip « With you guys it doesn’t matter,
but if anyone else sees it… » He didn’t finish his sentence
but you knew what he meant. Remus had always suffered because of his
lycantropia, his parents and him had a nomadic life before he came to
Hogwarts thanks to Dumbledore. Everytime someone started to be
suspicious, they left and the little Remus never got to make friends.
Even now that he had friends, really good ones, he was still afraid
someone would found out. Taking his hand in yours, you squeezed it
gently so he knew he wasn’t alone and you were here for him.
can practice alone another day if you want to be sure, you don’t have
to do it today if you don’t want to. »
think that’s a good idea, thank you Y/N. »
4pm, you sat
in the green grass which lined the lake, between Sirius and Peter who
seemed strangely concentrated into tearing away the petals of a
flower one by one. You turned around towards Sirius who was already
looking at you. You felt your cheeks burn a little when he did not
look away which made him laugh, revealing his white teeth and his
dimples. He was a handsome young man, really,
and you never knew if you just found him attracive or if it was
Anyway, you came back to reality when James showed up, back from his
Quidditch session. A proud smile could be seen on his face as per
usual, and it grew even bigger when a bunch of Gryffindor girls
passing by stared at him like he was a piece of art, or a piece of
meat. It always made Sirius giggle but Lily just rolled her eyes
every single time.
you mess your hair up on purpose again just so you can look like some
Quidditch rock star ? » suggested Remus, looking quite amused.
be authorized to criticize my hair when your furry little problem
will be solved, Moony chéri. » teased James, winking before he
spoke again while turning around « Let’s get started folks, why
don’t we let the Lilliputian try first. »
laughed, James flirting with Lily was the funniest thing ever, especially when he came up with these strange nicknames but you had
to admit that for once it wasn’t so bad. She stood up, pointing her
wand towards him which caused him to slightly move to the side.
fact I’m two months older than you Potter, show me some respect. »
Remus, Peter and Sirius giggled while James seemed outraged, but
before he could come back with anything Lily exclaimed, her wand
pointing to the sky « Expecto patronum ! »
held your breath just like the others while slowly but very clearly,
the tip of her wand, a bright silvery light started to burst before
fading out. She tried again multiple times with James giving her
advices and finally, a tall and gracious doe was running in the air,
following the rythm of Lily’s laugh. Her green eyes were wide opened,
she seemed proud and happier than ever. You all applauded, Peter even
took a bow.
strange, isn’t it ? Your patronus is a doe and Potter’s one is a
deer. If it isn’t a sign, I don’t know what it is. » teased
Sirius, winking to Lily. Her cheeks turned bright red before she
exlaimed « Simple coincidence, that won’t make me go out with
you any sooner Potter. »
you formed little groups, James and Lily stayed together, Sirius was
with Peter and Remus with you. This way, the others didn’t pay
attention to the fact that Moony wasn’t really trying to practice and
he was pleased about it. You tried to remember all the informations
your teacher gave you this morning, and took a deep breath. You hoped
it would work but as Lily said again and again, it was a difficult
spell and it was normal if you didn’t succeed on your first tries. For
what felt like an hour you persisted, repeating the two little words
again and again, sometimes managing to produce a little shiny light
at the end of your wand. But no animal, nothing. Frustrated you
sighed noisily, which caught the attention of Remus, Sirius and
Peter. The two others seemed too busy arguing about who-knows-what,
and anyway they did not really need to practice anymore.
your disappointment, Sirius smiled softly before suggesting to the
boys to train together and that he would help you. After all if that
did not work so well that way, you could try.
can’t do it either, you know. Maybe it’s because you distract me. »
he suggested, teasing you once more with a grin on his face.
not funny Sirius. » you whined, a pout on your lips.
looked at them for a bit too long before coming back at your eyes.
Finally he stood behind you, his chest pressed against your back. You
were thankful he was behind, at least he couldn’t see your burning
cheeks but it wasn’t finished yet because you could now feel his
strong hand taking yours, holding your wand with you while the other
one was placed on your hip. Your heart was racing and you were
probably shaking too because he laughed soflty, speaking soflty.
you’re not thinking about your happiest memory. Close you eyes, the
first one to come to your mind is probably the good one, focus on it.
Even if his body pressed against yours and his breath crashing on the thin skin of your neck did not help you at all, his soft and low voice was relaxing and you now thought of nothing else. You no longer heard the sound of the wind in the trees, nor the murmur of the water of the lake, you did not see your friends staring at you a little farther : it was his voice and his body near you that occupied all your mind. You closed your eyes as he had suggested, and with trembling lips you pronounced the two words « Expecto patronum. » You opened your eyes slowly, just in time to see a magnificent light spraying out, more powerful than what you had managed to do until then. It grew larger, Sirius’s hand still held yours and guided the movements of your wand. After a few seconds, you saw it. In front of you stood a brilliant, tall and perfectly formed dog. But it was not a common dog, you had seen this one several times already and you recognized it immediately. You understood that Sirius did too when you felt his fingers release your hand smoothly and his body move back slowly. Your concentration broke and the big dog disappeared. You did not dare to turn around, both shocked and mute, because you finally knew what your patronus was. And it was him. It was Padfoot.
You stood there, sitting on your bed without knowing what to do or even what to think. After the events of the afternoon you quickly ran away, stammering that you did not feel well and that you were going to rest. But everyone had seen the same thing as you, and everyone knew that your patronus was none other than Sirius Black himself, or at least his animagus form. You tried to convince yourself that it was just a simple dog, but you knew what you saw. Maybe it didn’t mean anything at all, maybe it did. It probably did. Sirius and you had been friends for years and even though he liked to tease you all day long, it had never been more than a platonic relationship. As you kept thinking about this, images started to come to your mind. The day you met, how funny you found him, yet annoying. The first time you sat together in class, and how you spent the hour drawing stupid things on each other’s books. That time in 4th year when he punched a guy who insulted you, and definitely got a detention for it. When one of his pranks hurt you and he brought you chocolate and flowers to make it up. The time he hugged you so tight after Gryffindor won the house cup that you thought he was going to choke you. Maybe he wasn’t just a friend after all, and it took you a couple of years and a patronus to realize it. A knock on your door made you lift your head up, the person did not let you any time to answer and entered the room.
« Can I come in ? » asked the black haired boy. « A bit too late to ask, isn’t it ? »
Sirius did not answer, he just closed the door leaving you both alone in the dorm. He sat next to you, your knees barely touching, but not a word was said. You looked at the floor for a few seconds before you saw him turning his head to you from the corner of your eye. Slowly, you looked at him too, your heart skipping a beat when you met his dark grey eyes.
« Why did you leave earlier ? You missed something, we learnt that Peter’s patronus is a mole. » « You know why I left. » you said, smiling slightly at the end. « You don’t have to be embarassed about it. » he shrugged « But I have to admit that I thought it would be something else. » « Like what ? » « A penguin. »
You scoffed, clearly not especting that answer. Sirius looked at you curiously, he didn’t seem to understand why you were chuckling but he still smiled when he heard your laugh.
« What ? They’re cute and funny, everyone likes penguins. » he smirked. « Nope, you’re probably the only person to fancy penguins that much. » « Well I don’t try to hide it. You shouldn’t either. »
His last words were whispered in your ear before he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder. You knew what he meant, and you couldn’t act as if the butterflies flying in your stomach weren’t here. He bent down to give you another kiss, on the cheek this time, but the weight of his body made you both fall back on the bed. You laughed as he found himself lying on top of you and for the first time since you met him, you saw a light shade of red on his cheeks. You stayed like this before he kissed your forehead, and then your nose. You smiled and he looked at your lips, and back at your eyes again. Your hands made their way to the back of his neck as he brushed your lips with his own, without ever pressing them together. Your heartbeating probably echoed throughout the entire room, or maybe it was his own. He smirked again when he saw the look full of frustration and desire you gave him, biting his lip and kissing the corner of your lips and then your cheek, before whispering in your ear again.
« I always knew you were a dog person. »
And after that he finally pressed his lips against yours, tenderly, as if you were the most precious thing in the world.
remember when Robin went to Harry’s first solo concert in London? And he was wearing Harry’s boots and his hat too, making him look like a total rock star? And he had a big smile on his face and he looked so proud and happy for Harry? What a beautiful memory.
Robin seemed like a very lovable man. He gave Anne and her children so much love and happiness, and filled them with more happy memories. RIP Robin ♥
Finally I’ve finished the fic based on Friday’s clip and I’ve continued till next saturday.
This isn’t probably my best fic but as you know I haven’t had the best of days lately
Sorry for the mistakes in the texts!
But I really hope you like it!!
Yousef didn’t want to film that
video, he didn’t want to be there. Sana’s text cancelling their…date?…had
left him devastated. The last thing he wanted was to run into her at her house.
He didn’t know how to act around her, he wasn’t sure what exactly she wanted.
At least he had convinced the boys
to film outside. They all knew what had happened, they had pretty much guessed
it after he had spent weeks in a bad mood. Elias had been the first one to
confront him, to ask him why he was acting like that. Saying that he was
surprised when Yousef told him that he liked his sister would be lying. And not
only Elias, apparently all of his friends already knew that Yousef liked Sana
and after he told him what had happened they had sat him down to give him tips
about how to flirt with a girl. The problem was, how can you flirt with a girl
that doesn’t want to see you?
They were on the middle of filming a
video outside the Bakkoush’s. They had been teasing him nonstop about not
wanting to film inside, they had even said it on camera even though Mikael had
promised to cut that part before posting the video. They were talking about
spinners when he phone rang. When he saw the name on the screen his heart
skipped a beat and his lips curved into a smile. He tried to keep the phone
away from Elias’ sight but Mikael had already told him. He stood up before
answering the call, there was no way he was going to talk to Sana in front of
He sat on the stairs and answered
the call. She asked him if he wanted hang out and he couldn’t be happier. At first
he teased her saying that he had other plans but he couldn’t keep the joke for
long and ended blurting out that he would meet her whenever he want. Yeah,
Yousef trying not to sound desperate? Wasn’t working. They agreed on meeting
each other an hour and a half later. That meant he had time but there was no
way he was staying there. He went back to his friends and sat as if nothing had
happened. Of course, all of his friends asked him what she had said, he tried
to act cool as if his heart wasn’t pounding in his chest and he wasn’t about to
faint. To avoid his questions he just stood up and left, he had a lot to do
Of course Elias wasn’t going to let
him leave that easy. Yousef hadn’t taken more than 10 steps when he got to him.
“Hey! You can’t leave like that”
“Elias I have things to do before…”
“Before your date with my sister?”
“I don’t know if it’s a date…” Yousef said kind of disappointed
“Believe me, it is. I know my
sister. And just because I know my sister I need to tell you this man…be
“Of course! I would never do
anything to make her uncomfortable, you know me Elias” Yousef said offended
“I’m not talking about that, I know
you would never hurt her…I’m talking about you, be careful with yourself
Yousef. My sister…she likes you, I know she does but I also know that she has a
lot of doubts because you’re not…”
“Yeah…Look Elias, I know me and
Sana, we’re not the easiest relationship there is and in the end it’s her
decision if she wants to give me a chance, but I have to try, I need to try”
“I just don’t want any of you to be
“I know man, and thank you for that” Yousef said hugging his friend
“And I swear if you overstep I’m
going to kill you” Elias warned him
walked, ran, to his house after his conversation with Elias. As soon as he
entered he went straight to the kitchen and started to look in the fridge.
“Yousef? What are you doing?” he heard her mom saying as she entered the
“Ah! Mom, you’re just who I was looking for. Is there something to eat?”
“What kind of question is that? Of course there is”
“Yeah, but I mean, is there something nice? Like for example…is there
any soup? You know my favorite one, the one with carrots” he smiled as he said the last word
“Do you want it now?” her mom asked frowning
“No, I need it like in an hour, less than an hour actually”
“I can make it in half an hour but Yousef what’s going on?”
“I…I kind of…have a date” he said blushing
“A date? With who? Do I know her?”
“Do I know any other Sana?” he chuckled
“So you’re finally going on a date with Sana, good”
“I mean, I’m your mother Yousef, I know you’ve had a crush on her since
you met her”
“Am I that obvious?” Yousef said brushing his hair with his fingers
“You are to me.” She said smiling “So the soup…”
“It’s for Sana. She’s fasting and we’ll be together when she breaks her
fast so I want to bring food for her”
just looked at him with a huge smile on her face
he asked frowning
“I’m just proud of you” she said “Now let’s make the girl some soup”
kissed his mother’s cheek and went to his room, he had to take a shower and
choose what he was wearing, this was his big day and he had to look nice.
It was a date. It was definitely a
date. He had said that word and Sana hadn’t corrected him. He had been so
nervous at first but as soon as Sana and him had started talking everything
just felt right. He was proud of making her laugh, and oh how much he liked
hearing her laugh, he had acted like a dork sometimes but who was he kidding?
That’s what he was, that’s Yousef, and Sana really seemed to enjoy it.
Now they were sitting eating the
soup and talking about deep stuff. Sana had told him that she had been bullied
in school and his heart had literally broken. Sana, his Sana, didn’t deserve
any of that, she deserved to be happy, she deserved to smile every day of her
life. When the topic changed into religion Yousef was a little scared that that
might be the end of them. They had different opinions on the issue and as much
fun as Sana seemed to have had during the day he knew that him not being muslim
was still a big no-go for her. He tried to ease the tension by quoting her from
the last time they had been like this,
alone and opening up to each other, but of course him being the silly boy he
was had quoted her wrong but at least that had made her laugh so his heart felt
“But if you ever stop believing in
God, you’re welcome to my religion. The big revue party religion” he said smiling to her
“I don’t really know” she said thinking “Is
it okay to marry non-religious people in your religion?”
Was she asking what he thought she
“Yeah, that’s totally chill” he answered
“I wish it was chill in my religion
too” she almost
Was she really considering it?
“Why? Are you going to marry a
non-religions man?” his hear beat fast as he waited for her answer
“Yeah, maybe” she said smiling at him
Maybe he was pushing too far but he
needed to know, he needed the confirmation
“Stephen Curry” she laughed
“Wow, Big man” he laughed too.
Stephen Curry, that was the
confirmation he needed.
“We’re going to make a basketball
He smiled to himself, she remembered
“You are? Six kids then, maybe?”
There was silence for a moment, they
were both letting the words sink, Sana had pretty much admitted that she was
thinking about giving him a chance.
“So when are you leaving tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow morning” he said upset, for a moment he had
forgotten that he had to leave her the following day “But I’ll be back…when you’re
over Stephen Curry”
I’ll be back, please wait for me,
was what he wanted to say.
I’ll wait for you, she meant.
As they stood up to leave Sana did
something that he wasn’t expecting. She stood on tip-toes and hugged him
placing her arms around his neck. He immediately hugged her back, wrapping his
arms around her waist. If Yousef had to name the best moment of his life, it
would be this, having Sana in her arms, knowing that deep down she felt the
same as he did
“I’ll be back” he whispered
“I’ll miss you” she whispered back
“I’ll miss you too”
The walk home was silent for the
most part, neither of them wanted to break the beauty of the moment. As they
reached Sana’s house they stood outside her front door.
“This is it” Sana said
“I guess…I guess it’s time to say
“Yeah…” Sana said her eyes tearing up a
“I don’t want to go” he said in a low voice
“And I don’t want you to go” she admitted “But you have to…and I’ll be here
when you come back”
“Just in case I wasn’t clear tonight…I
like you Yousef”
“God, I like you too Sana” he said sighing in relief as he
took a step forward.
“You have to promise me that you
will text me”
she said “because if you don’t maybe I’ll get together with Stephen Curry while
“I’ll make sure to text you then” he chuckled
His smiled faded as he leaned closer
to her, his eyes on hers. He moved closer and closer as slow as he could so she
could stop him whenever she wanted. But she didn’t stop him. She just nodded
slightly and closed her eyes. Yousef cupped her face with his hands and placed
a soft kiss on her forehead.
“Goodbye Sana” he whispered as he pulled away to
look at her
“Goodbye Yousef” she said looking right back at him
He kept tossing and turning on his
bed unable to sleep. He had to get up in a few hours but he just couldn’t relax.
He kept repeating the evening in his mind, bit by bit, still unsure if it had
been a dream or if it had been true. He took his phone from his bedside table
and opened Sana’s conversation. Maybe he could send her a text and she would
read it in the morning.
Before he could even decide what he
was going to write he saw the three dots that indicated that Sana was in fact
writing to him.
Sana Bakkoush: Thanks for tonight Yousef. I hope Turkey is awesome and that no swans
eat you up
Yousef Acar: Hahaha.
Yousef Acar: Are
there even swans in Turkey?
Yousef Acar Fuck.
I can’t sleep
Yousef Acar: I
have to get up in three hours
Yousef Acar: I’m
just thinking about you getting together with Stephen Curry this summer
Yousef Acar: Please
don’t do that…
Please, please, please wait for me,
please he meant.
Sana Bakkoush: Hahaha
Sana Bakkoush: Ok, promise ♥
Yousef Acar: ♥
had texted him first, she had sent him a heart. Yes, it had definitely been the
best day of this life.
Sana woke up late the following day,
she hadn’t really slept during the night thinking about Yousef. Her heart hurt
because he was leaving but at the same time she felt so happy after what had
happened the day before. They had finally talked, they had finally admitted
their feelings and she would be waiting for him when he’d come back.
“Good morning, sis” Elias said as Sana entered the
living room where he was editing some videos
“Good morning” she greeted him with a huge smile
“So, how was your date?”
“He told you?”
“Of course he told me, I’m his best
friend and you’re my sister. I had to give him the talk and all” Elias said
“The talk?” Sana rolled her eyes at him and sat
down next to him
“You know, if you hurt my sister I’m
going to kill you and so on”
“Should I say thank you for
she stopped mid sentence not sure of how to name Yousef
“Your…boyfriend, maybe?” Elias asked
“He’s not my boyfriend” Sana said blushing
“Yet” he winked at her
Sana chuckled and shook her head.
“Seriously Sana, was it good?” he asked more serious this time
“It was, it really was. We talked
about everything and we…we agreed to wait for each other until he comes back”
“And about him not being muslim?”
Sana sighed and shrugged
“I don’t know how that’s going to
work out to be honest” she said “But I’m willing to find out”
“Everything will be okay, you two
are the most amazing people I know, you’ll make it work” he said as he put his arm around
“Thank you Elias” she said smiling
“Hey, if you’re happy, I’m happy
SATURDAY AFTERNOON (SANA’S PHONE)
SATURDAY EVENING (SANA’S PHONE)
Sana had a huge smile on her face
after watching the video Isak had sent her. Seeing Yousef so happy when she had
called him warmed her heart. And seeing all the boys teasing him made her laugh
a lot. It was time to make the boy suffer.
Sana walked around her backyard
contemplating all of her friends and family, even her parents and Jamilla were
there. They were all there, all talking to each other, listening to some music,
just being happy.
It felt so good having them there,
even though there was someone missing but she didn’t want to think about it,
she didn’t want to get sad about Yousef not being there. Today was a day to
celebrate, to be happy.
“Sana! Herregud you look so great!” Vilde said approaching her and
giving her a hug “Pink is totally your color”
“Thank you Vilde you look so pretty
“I just wanted to say thank you for
this, it’s really nice of you that you planned all of this for us” she said as Noora, Eva and Chris
“I’m just really happy you’re all
here” Sana said
“All?” Noora asked with a sad face
“Yeah…someone is missing…but I can’t
do anything about it” Sana said shrugging
“What if you could?” Chris asked
“Chris, he’s in Turkey. Besides I
don’t want to be all sad about it”
“So if there was a way for him to be
here you wouldn’t take it?” Eva asked smiling
“Of course, but that’s not happening” Sana said rolling her eyes
“Are you sure?” Vilde said biting her lip
Just as Vilde was finishing her
sentence something caught Sana’s attention. The door that led to the backyard
opened and no other than Yousef Acar came out of it.
Sana felt as though time has
stopped. He walked down the stairs and started to look around, clearly looking
for someone, but the way he did it, Sana felt like he was doing it in slow
She noticed the exact moment his
eyes found hers.
As soon as Yousef laid eyes on Sana
his heart skipped a beat, he had never seen her so beautiful, and Sana was
always beautiful. He had tried to make a cool entrance but as soon as he saw
her he completely froze and stopped on his spot in the middle of the backyard,
too taken aback to even make a move. He saw her smiling and making her way
towards her. The time stopped and it was like she was walking on slow motion.
“Yousef, what are you doing here?!” she exclaimed as she got to him
He only looked at her in awe, his
mouth slightly parted.
“Yousef?” she frowned
“Huh?” he said shaking his head to focus “I’m
sorry it’s just…you look fucking beautiful Sana”
Sana smiled at him and blushed.
“What are you doing here? You’re
supposed to be in Turkey”
“I told you I’d come back when you
were over Stephen Curry didn’t I?” he said smirking at her
Sana smiled widely and stood in
tiptoes to give him a hug just like she had the last time she had seen him. Yousef
wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly.
“But what about Turkey?” she asked
“It’s always going to be there, I
can always come back. But every moment I spend with you is unique and I wouldn’t
change that for anything.” he said looking at her eyes tenderly “Besides, I think my family is
going to be quite happy now that they don’t have to listen to me talking about
you the whole day”
Sana laughed loudly and shook her
“I’m so happy you’re here, now I’m
truly surrounded by all the people I care about” she said
She looked around and her eyes
stopped on her mom who was watching them. Sana’s smiled faded for a moment,
unsure of her mother’s reaction. Mamma Bakkoush looked at her daughter, then at
Yousef and then back at her daughter. She smiled at them as a way to say “If it’s
what makes you happy, I’m okay with it”. Sana smiled back at her and turned to
face Yousef once more. He was grinning at her, his eyes sparkling with
Life was good, it was definitely
I know you’re really occupied but could you write something about today’s clip? Like their thoughts during it and a continuation (Yousef waking Sana home). Please please please! Thank you so much in advance! By the way that clip was the end of me!!!
If you are accepting prompts - could you write a continuation of today’s scene including what Yousef said to Sana when they hugged? Pretty please?
Promt: Please write something with Yousef writing Sana tomorrow before he leaves and says thank you for yesterday and him needing to make a plan to scare that basketball guy away from her, or something like that.
Hi! Could you write a fic about today clip from Yousef’s point of view? How excited he was after he got Sana’s call, how he asked his mon for soup, how he walked Sana home and maybe, just maybe decided to change the date of his ticket..?;)
i have a prompt request for you based of the last clip that i loved : yousef mom catching him putting the soup in the bowls which lead him to talking about sana and his feelings for her to his mom :’)
please please pLEASE write a fanfic off of todays clips
omg i hope this isn’t too much to ask but will you be writing a fic of today’s clip ? i’d literally be double fed haha i always read your fics when i have a depressive episode and they make me feel better and alive thank you
Heey, I have a prompt 4 u!! We skip ahead to August when Yousef returns from Turkey and he meets Sana for the first time since he left. Something where they’re both really goofy with each other like we saw in the clip, because that is seriously what I live for <33 (I know this isn’t exactly what you asked for sorry)
Hi! If it’s not much bother to you, could you write something about yesterday’s clip like how the night ended, what happened after the hug, what Yousef said in her ear, Yousef waking her home, them thinking about each other and finally the text conversation… I know it’s a lot but I would love to see it written by you, I really loved this clip!
Hey! I know maybe it’s too much but could you also write about Yousef asking her mother for her soup so he can take food to Sana? You can include it in your oneshot or if you want to just write a little drabble… thank you in advance!
Please in your fic about yesterday could you include what you think they said to each other (that we didn’t see) and Yousef walking Sana home in the end? Thanks!
Prompt: isak getting the notification and watching the latest hei briskeby video with sana in biology class. (I know this isn’t what you asked for sorry)
Prompt: Elias asking Sana how her date went. ❤️ Hope you feel better.
This is it!!
I hope you’ve liked it!
Thank you all so much for reading and I’m sorry for the wait!
A/N: Smut warning, unprotected sex (pls don’t do this at home, you will get pregnant and die)
“Stiles,” Your boyfriend of two years had his back turned to you, his head buried in a book. He’s been so caught up in the Supernatural that you never got a chance to celebrate your two year anniversary last week; he said he’d make it up to you but so far, nothing.
Deciding to do something bold for once, you skipped to the bathroom and changed your outfit from a pair of boring leggings and a jumper to the lingerie you had hiding underneath, you grabbed the silk robe that you stuffed in your bag earlier and threw it over the black underwear. Fixing your makeup and puffing your hair up slightly, you smirked in the mirror at how beautiful you looked.
RFA with an MC who is seeing colour for the first time!
inspired by one of @anyway-i-love-vanderwood minor trio reactions (because I have no requests and I honestly think this is the cutest idea).
I made this an MC with complete colour blindness- also known as achromatopsia- which is the most severe form of colour blindness and results in seeing only in monochrome (black and white).
✮ you both got your eye surgeries at the same time ✮ he was so excited to see you completely and he was smiling so wide as you both saw each other in the waiting room of the clinic ✮ you haven’t said anything yet ✮ he asks you what you’re thinking about ✮ you just ✮ “your eyes. what colour are they?” ✮ ‘they’re purple’ “I love them. I love purple.” ✮ is blushing so hard and he just hugs you super hard ✮ holds your hand while you slowly walk outside ✮ he doesn’t wanna overwhelm you ✮ gets excited with you as you run around looking at everything ✮ he cries a lil he’s just so happy for you
✎ you decided to surprise her at work with a really colourful outfit (that, admittedly, looks a little ridiculous) ✎ it takes you a while to get to the cafe because ‘wow! those flowers are so pretty’ ‘what colour is that person’s shirt?’ ✎ when she sees you she’s kinda surprised because you don’t usually wear colours because you don’t know what they actually look like ✎ she goes up to you and is like ‘MC your outfit is very… different’ ✎ but you’re smile is bigger than your face ✎ and you say that the colour of the walls is very nice ✎ ‘yeah, thanks’ ✎ doesn’t realise at first ✎ you just stand there staring at her for a while until she gets it ✎ ‘wait,,,, whAT’ ✎ hugs you and spins you around ✎ is super giddy when you tell her you love her eyes
✽ is sitting in front of you ✽ you’re looking around like ‘woah wtf’ ✽ and he’s like ‘MC look at me! look at me!’ ✽ because that’s just what he’s like ✽ you look at him with bright eyes ✽ and then,,, ‘your hair is the same’ ✽ is kinda disheartened until you grab his face and just stare really closely at his eyes ✽ ‘woahhhh’ ✽ ‘what colour are you eyes?’ ✽ he’s super excited and proud when he tells you they’re red ✽ admires your amazed expression as you kinda tilt his head to look at different perspective ✽ is so excited to take you everywhere and loves how excited you get ✽ tries to brag to all his fellow actors that you can now see colour ✽ and they don’t really get it?? ✽ and zen just realises how everyone takes colour for granted~~
₩ he paid for the surgery ₩ of course ₩ when you see him you’re like ??? ₩ ‘jumin it didn’t work??!’ yikes ₩ he’s like ‘wtf are you talking about i will SUE THIS HOSPITAL’ ₩ then the doctor comes in with a colour chart and you’re like ₩ ‘oh,,,’ ₩ ‘oHH’ ₩ and then look back at jumin and you’re like ₩ ‘your hair and eyes are black,,, you’re still as beautiful as I remember!!’ ₩ and he’s just ‘omggg’ ₩ holds your hand and lets you drag him around ₩ LOVES WALKING THROUGH HIS GARDEN WITH YOU ₩ IT’S HIS FAVOURITE ACTIVITY EVER ₩ he loves listening to you rant on about all the colours and how pretty they are ₩ even if he already knows ₩ he admires how beautifully you describe everything
⌨ made you a pair of those sunglasses (i have no idea if this would work with full colour blindness but,,, we’re doin it anyway) ⌨ he puts them on you while you’re sitting face to face ⌨ you have your eyes closed when he’s putting them on and then open them after ⌨ you practically lunge at him ⌨ he yells he was not expecting that ⌨ you just kind of stroke his hair and lie on him looking at it ⌨ he is s h o o k ⌨ he thought you were cute before? ⌨ bAM ⌨ cuteness level x38927839257 ⌨ he doesn’t really wanna go outside so he’s like ⌨ ‘my monitor is super HD you can just see all the colours in the comfort of our house!’ ⌨ you drag him outside ⌨ he decides that it was definitely worth it ⌨ he gets excited with you ⌨ you’re like ‘the grass is so… gREEN?!’ ⌨ and he like forgets what the world was like and goes ‘omg yOU’RE RIGHT’ ⌨ ‘seven why did you get glasses like that?’ ⌨ immediately tries to take the glasses off
🎉🎉 HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWINIES!
I’m finally done making this and now my hand hurts. BUT IT’S OKAY– As long as our celebration can make such great memories! AND ALSO, thank you for 300+ followers! I really really appreciate all of your love! Thank you everyone and have a great time celebrating our twins’ birthday!
- Oppa MC💕
Saeran: I look a bit silly…
Saeyoung: No, you look very nice at that suit! MC did her best to make these just for us.
Well yeah…Thanks I guess?
Your welcome, bro!
MC: All right guys! Turn your handsome faces over the camera!