but my exams are over now so i can finally do this yay

‘Ello, studyblr! Maths (or Math, whatever) can be quite / extremely / obscenely frustrating at times and very simple at others and it’s sort of hard to find a bridge between that. You can’t exactly cram for it either or study in under a week for finals so after flunking my first term epicly, I came up with a strategy of sorts and now my grade’s an A+ (yay!!). Anyway, thought I’d share ‘cause this shit could have saved me a lot of tears.

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BTS reaction to their s/o calling them oppa

“Hi there!! <3 May I please request BTS reaction to you calling them oppa for the very first time? Thanks a lot and take your time- Anonymous”


Yay! Another reaction request! Guys send in other requests as well. I do reactions and scenarios too! send in some reactions requests too Pretty please? Lets get on with this! I hope you like this anon <3 Again I apologize for the delay. 


Jin

He was sitting in the living room, flipping through channels. “Jin, can you please help me?” you called from the kitchen. That did not get his attention. “OPPA!” you screamed. As soon as he heard that word he was out of his seat and running towards the kitchen. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?” he asked. “I was asking if you could open this box for me, it’s shut really tight” you pleaded. “I will, if you call me oppa again” You sighed. In the cutest voice you could muster “Oppa, can you please open this for me” you said. “ He gave you a kiss on the forehead and proceeded towards opening the jar of cookies. (ignore the mic in the gif)

Originally posted by vmon


Yoongi

Yoongi was as usual taking a nap, after a hard day at work. He hadn’t eaten anything, and as soon as he came home he dropped on the couch and fell deep alseep. You did not want to disturb him, so you decided on cooking something for him, and in the meantime he could sleep. You crouched down to the level of the couch. “Oppa, wake up. I made you soup. Eat some and then go to sleep”. His eyes shot open. “Did I just hear you call me oppa?” You nodded while handing him the bowl of soup. He smiled and kissed you on the cheek. “You should do it more often” 

Originally posted by allforbts


Hoseok

He was practicing the choreography in the rehearsal studio. You brought a change of clothes and some snacks for him since he was working very hard. The music was loud. You tried getting his attention by calling his name, but he was too immersed in dancing. You turned down the music a little “Oppa, I brought your change of clothes and some food” He immediately stopped dancing. “He took the clothes from your hand and threw them on the floor. He grabbed you by the waist and gave you a sweet kiss. He then started jumping around in excitement “Finally, I never thought I would hear that word” 

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


Namjoon

Namjoon was cleaning around the dorm, when you came in. You felt bad for him since he usually had to clean up after the boys. His back was facing you, so you wrapped your arms around his waist and said “Oppa you work so hard all day, you should rest when you get home” He dropped the vase he was cleaning. He looked at you wide eyed. “ Jagi, thank you” was all he said and he planted a soft kiss on your forehead, before rushing to get the broom. “Watch out for the glass baby” he called out to you. 

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


Taehyung

Taehyung wanted to cuddle with you, so he was bothering you. Your exams were coming up and you needed to study, but Tae was being a distraction. “Oppa, I would love nothing more than cuddling with you, but I have tons of work to do” He stopped talking and went silent. “Are you okay?” you asked him in concern. “My dream just came true” he told you ina trance like state. “What dream?” “I dreamt for days that you would call me oppa, and you just did” he said (being extra as always) You just let him be, because he would distract you even more if you indulged in a conversation.

Originally posted by jmins


Jimin 

You and Jimin were out and about, shopping around for things. You were in a flower shop, and you saw the most beautiful chrysanthemum flowers. In excitement you called Jimin  over “Oppa! look at these flowers” you said in awe. Jimin simply smiled and kept on looking at you. His heart was beating really fast and he didnt think you could look any more beautiful in you awestruck state“Not as beautiful as you look right now” he whispered while kissing your temple gently. He then grabbed your hand and exited the shop.

Originally posted by yoonmin


JungKook

Jungkook was in the dorm living room, playing video games. You were sitting on the couch next to him, reading a book. He looked over to you for a second and smiled to himself. You noticed and in your immersed state you said “ Oppa, stop looking at me like that. I need to read, you are distracting me” Jungkook dropped the controller from his hand. He turned to you and gave you an incredulous look “Ummm… jagiya its okay that you called me oppa now, but dont ever call me that again. Its very awkward.” “What so it was okay to be asking that girl in the Boy in Luv video to call you oppa?” you asked. “That was different, and it was in a song, and it was a verse I happened to sing” You sighed “Okay fine… I wont, and its awkward for me too” you replied going to back to your book.

Originally posted by junqkookied


I really hope you like it :) Have a good day!

Love, 

Gia

friends to lovers!ten

prompt: how about a scenario in which the reader enters a convenience store, late night, wearing super fancy clothes and ten works in this store and they talk and sparks fly and there’s a little bit of angst but lots of fluff?

Originally posted by sunnyten0227



  • okay well so this request immediately made me think of that ten gif where he is wearing those pajama pants nd the black sweater
  • y'all KNOW the one
  • i found it and added it ^^
  • but that outfit comes in a lot later in this scenario so we’ll skip it for now
  • okay so the setting is prom
  • nd the most popular boy in school asked you so you bought this super fancy dress and wore your nicest heals and jewelry
  • you even wore fake eyelashes like you wanted to look n i c e
  • bc you’re not very popular in school and you thought your senior year would’ve gone unnoticed by everyone
  • but the cutest (*´꒳`*) boy in school asked YOU out and so ofc you accepted
  • but :(((

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Stop Apologizing

Intro: My inspiration for this piece comes from a nap I took the other day.  I was feeling especially anxious and was curled in my bed, trying to take a nap, my arms wrapped around my pillow.  You know those pillows that have like arms and are meant to act as like a back rest for when you are sitting on your bed?  Yeah I had my arms wrapped around one of the arms and I thought it felt weird (yet very comfortable), like I had my arms wrapped around someone’s leg…. and voila!  You will see what I mean when you read this.  

Pairing: Bones x Reader (I promise more Kirk x reader to come!)

Word Count: 1904

Triggers: Fluff, awkwardness, nothing else

Summary: So basically the preface for this story is that Bones and the reader are classmates at the Academy and have become really close friends, studying together all the time.  The reader secretly loves Bones, but doesn’t say anything lest he not return the feelings and it ruins the friendship (yes very overdone plotline I know).  But one day it all changes…

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You felt warm and cozy as you pulled your pillow closer to your face, your arms wrapped around it tightly.  Snuggling your face into it you recoiled at the harsh texture of the material digging into your skin.  Lifting your head from the bed, you squinted your eyes against the light of the beside lamp and looked around, your eyes landing on a figure lying in the bed beside you.  

It was your best friend and fellow future doctor, Leonard, sitting slightly propped up against the headboard, a book in his hand.  He noticed you stirring and dropped the book a little, giving you a small smile. 

“Good morning, princess.” He teased and you could only squint up at him. 

It was in that moment that you realized that it was not a pillow that you had your arms wrapped around and face pressed against; it was Leonard’s jean-clad leg.  You froze in embarrassment, your eyes fully opening now as you realized the intimacy of your position.  You had your shins pressed up against the headboard, your knees at a 90 degree angle, and were laying on your side, the front of your body pressed against Leonard, your head near his knees and your arms wrapped around his thigh.  Only when you shifted did you realize that he had draped an arm over the back of your thighs, his hand resting on the bed just beside your butt.  

You rolled over, quickly pulling yourself from the intimate embrace and sat at the edge of the bed, your cheeks flaming in embarrassment and from the feeling of his arm draped against the bare skin of your thighs.  You took in a couple of shaky breaths before turning to face him, pulling your knees to your chest protectively.  

“How long was I asleep?” You asked, and rubbed at the sleep in your eyes. 

“6 or 7 hours.” Leonard responded non-chalantly, looking especially charming in his black-rimmed reading glasses.  

“7 HOURS!” You yelped in disbelief and looked at the clock, it was true, it was 7 hours later. 

You had come into Leonard’s quarters to study with him for the upcoming exam on alien anatomy, and had studied successfully for a few hours before you decided to do some independent reading.  You had lain down on your stomach beside him, your face propped up on your elbows, reading, your eyes getting heavy as the words blurred together, and you must have fallen asleep using Leonard as a pillow.  

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New to This

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1408

Warning: FLUFF, Dean being a sugar-coated smol bean, Dean defending a burger

Summary: Dean and Y/N have been friends all of their life and are finally coming to terms with their feelings for each other. How will the relationship life treat them?

A/N: This is my piece for Lau’s AU Funny Quote Challenge. My Quote was “I think you pissed off my sandwich” Dean. Congrats on 2,000 followers, sugar! Thanks for letting me participate @dancingalone21 :)

Originally posted by supernaturalismykryptonite

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Kimi ni Todoke Chapter 120 Translation

Hello my fellow Kimi ni Todoke fans!!

This chapter marks the beginning of the end - it will be the first chapter in the final volume. As I said in an earlier post, we still don’t know how many chapters we have before the conclusion, but we are definitely in the final arc (after this chapter, I would guess that we have 3 - 4 more, based on the typical page count of previous Kimi ni Todoke manga volumes). 

Before you start reading, I just want to put out my usual disclaimer. I can read Japanese and I study the language in my free time, but I’m nowhere near fluent. I have no experience as a translator (with the exception of the KnT summaries and translations I’ve written). Sometimes I can’t figure a line out or I make mistakes, and while I do my best to convey the sentiment I found in the original dialogue, there are times when it sounds pretty stilted. So I just want to warn you that what you’ll be reading is what I understood, whether it’s right or wrong - I’m trying to share what I personally got from the chapter, errors and all. But hopefully this gives those of you who can’t read Japanese a sense of what’s happening, even if the translation isn’t exactly right. It’s just to tide you over until the official version is released! :)

As far as I know, the next chapter will come out in the October issue of Bessatsu Margaret (September 13th); like this chapter, it’s going to have a colored title page! I would really encourage you to purchase the magazine, if you’re able to financially - not only is it a great way to support Shiina-sensei, it makes for a really cool collectible since the series is almost over! 

Now pack your bags guys, cause we’re going away to college~~

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I Can Feel Life Come Alive

Hey-o! I’m back with another fic of the week (heey that rhymes!). And it’s special too, because I’ve almost reached 100 followers! Yay!

I was actually kind of feeling insecure about whether or not I should post this. But my awesome pal @kerarin wanted me to, so, her ya go, dude.

Thank you for your continuous support. As always, this is for you guys and I hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 1789

Soulmate Color AU - the world is only in shades of gray until the moment you gaze into your soulmate’s eyes

Prompt and title are taken from the lyrics of: Oh Wonder - High On Humans

Everytime I meet your eyes I can feel life come alive

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School is much stress.

I want to sleep all day in bed

Is this a haiku?

Okay kiddos lonG TIME NO TALK. Today’s program include a basic guide to stress relief. Because I apparently can “manage stress well.” *laughs ironically* 

The Guide

*make routes based on different reasons for stress* (thanks, mysmes.)

Route I: I’M STRESSED CUZ I HAVE THINGS/STUDYING TO DO

Route II: I’M STRESSED CUZ  [insert event that already happened]

Route III: I’M STRESSED BECAUSE WELL IDK WHY I JUST AM, OKAY.

Choose your route and that’s gO

Route I

Time Effin’ Management & other Priorities you need to Straighten Out.

             Love, is this *really* the time you need to clean your room? Especially when you got that essay you have to do that is due the very next day?  No it isn’t. To prevent these accidents from happening, draft a list! It can be in order of due date/things you need to work on first. Make sure to write down how long it will probably take to do them! to-do list (my faves!): x  x  x  x  

Break that ‘ish Down Like A Karate Chop

        Maybe that big final is A! Week! Away! (well, crap) Okay divide the days. You have a week right? And that’s say you want to spend two hours each day on it. You have 14 units. Okay so that’s an hour a unit.  Zip through dem units, focus on things you don’t get. I have a tag for all the cram-exam tips you’ll ever need in your entire life yo. [ x ] Babe you got this !!!

I Don’t Get The Content!

        Darling, you need to chill.  Ask your teacher (f*ck ur pride. Now is not the time for them) Ask your friends (online friends!). Ask your parents. Google? Ask upperclassmen. Take notes. Textbooks! Sometimes you just need to step away a little. Busy yourself with something else! Look at it from a diff. perspective! Do anything to get the hang of it. Practice Problems?

Route II

    Is There A Way to Fix That?

         Okay you forget to turn in an assignment or got a really bad score on that test. Take a deep breath. It’s not the end of the world. This is where Late Policies comes in. It’s better to turn in an assignment late than none at all! Try to make up lost assignment with extra credit. Always double-check that you have your stuff with you!

What Did I Do Wrong?

       If it’s something you can’t change, find out what you did wrong. Put that in a list and when you are doing an assignment similar to it, make sure you don’t make the same mistakes again. Don’t get too upset over it! Instead put that (energy from crying) into studying harder for that next test. Life goes on, failure is temporary, success is permanent.

It’s a personal issue…

       *pats pats* there, there. Here is a Happy Guide. If you need me I’m always here okay feel free to rant. (it helps to talk to someone outside the situation) Might be best to take a Mental Health Day ? <3

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ADDICTION

A/N: i finally finished my exams so i can freely post imagines until i go on vacation yay

@felelotlen-felhotlen i’m so sorry this took forever!

  • PAIRING: Young!Sirius Black x Reader
  • SUMMARY: In which Sirius takes up smoking after quitting to forget about his feelings for Y/N.
  • WARNINGS: a tad bit of cursing and angst
  • WORDS: 514
  • PROMPT: (requested by: @felelotlen-felhotlen)
  • 10. “You know why?! It’s because I’m fucking in love with you!”
  • 14. “Oh yeah, why don’t you come over here and make me.”
  • 24. “Oh my…dude, you love her.”

The final year and the final week of Hogwarts. All the students have been waiting for this ever since day one, especially Y/N. She can finally finish school and be an independent woman and live in the muggle world to start her career. Of course, she’s going to miss the place that she had once called her second home, but she’s extra excited to be out in the real world.

Sirius wasn’t excited nor feeling anything. The reason being he was just living in the moment, which is his motto of life. The dark-haired man was calmly taking drags out of his cigarette while taking the scenery of the Black Lake. It was silent, the only noise being the gooses’ quacks and the birds chirping. 

His thoughts surrounding a certain Y/H/C girl, also known as Y/N. Who he has had a crush on since he first laid eyes on her when they were eleven, in the first year. He’s never been one to voice out his own thoughts, being that the dark-haired man is afraid of rejection. Primarily because he has come from a place where he has been rejected many times; by his mother, his father, his whole family generally.

The Sirius Black, the man who did not fear anything, his fear was rejection. 

When he told James his feelings for her, the charming brunet man only gaped at him saying, “Oh my…dude, you love her.” Now all he ever realized that his feelings for the Y/E/C girl have officially blossomed into love.

He was so clouded by his thoughts that he didn’t hear the footsteps that came from behind him. “Since when do you smoke?” 

“Since forever.” He simply replied as he took a long drag out of the substance.

“Well, I find it disgusting. Just get it out of your mouth, I-I hate it.”

“Oh yeah, why don’t you come over here and make me.” The dark haired man commented sassily. The girl plopped down next to him, in surprise that she had lost balance.

“What the fuck is wrong with you Sirius?” The man simply couldn’t take it anymore, he’s been hiding his feelings from her for years now. Hooking up with girls, or even smoking cigarettes isn’t going to help him get over his love for her eventually. He had finally lost his cool.

“It’s because of you, Y/N, don’t you fucking get it! You’re such an addiction, that cigarettes are nothing but something that I simply smoke. You have always been my addiction! You know why?! It’s because I’m fucking in love with you!”

She was in utter shock, she couldn’t move or speak. Silence enveloped the two youngsters, even Sirius looked down in disappointment. The gray-eyed man was about to get up from his spot on the ground when the girl stopped him, grabbing his bicep with her firm grip before he could escape anywhere. Getting up with him, she licked her lips, saying the words that she never thought she would ever say to him. “I love you too.”

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Boruto episode 11 thoughts

Today’s was a better episode than the last week’s.

The animation needs a lot of improvement and the direction can do the pacing a bit better. Really the story is fine but anime needs work.

Sumire and co got rescued by Naruto(’s clone). I get that she was the most injured out of the three but the amount of focus on her is starting to grate on my nerves. Somehow I don’t like her and this is not the Borusara shipper in me speaking because I also fangirl over Borumitsu (mostly brotp but borderline ho-yay). Something is not right about that girl. Either the insane focus is because she has an intentional (perhaps - the poor orphan girl who just wants her parents and the villain took advantage of this to manipulate her - kind of) part in the attacks or this is just for ship war. The former makes sense somewhat because unlike Denki and Iwabe, she didn’t receive a solo episode. The latter not so much because even Borusara (the almost canon ship) itself is in friendship mode right (I mean they are barely 8 right now). That said I have no doubt if it’s the former, she will be redeemed and will be teaming up with Denki and Iwabe in future. If it’s the latter then….meh. In all honesty, I want to see her as a well rounded character and we got a glimpse of that today when she was watching Wasabi and Namida with their families.

Boruto is such a good person. He is really like a mix of Naruto and Sasuke, so protective of their loved ones. Lol at his shadow clones having an attitude. He actually apologises to Sumire despite it being not his fault. He is becoming my favourite character day by day. That said, looking at his “can do” attitude right now, something drastic must have happened between the six months time period between academy graduation and chunin exams to make him become so demotivated that he didn’t even want to participate in chunin exams and later even cheat in it. Because he was just fine until academy graduation where he “couldn’t wait” to become a ninja. Do I smell another arc in making where Boruto goes on an adventure where he gets screwed up badly and loses his motivation?

Borusara moment was all platonic deep friendship. Sarada noticed Boruto is distressed and dragged him out to lessen it. So cute​ and shows how observant she is of him. That’s some deep childhood friendship right out there guys.

Naruto, Sai and Shino being reasonable authority figures. Just them being grownups makes me feel so sad yet proud. Sai being hard on himself because he wants to help fellow Root shinobi while Shino being the proud and involved teacher. Naruto…..you really need to sort out your priorities. Your son needs you more than your friend. And don’t pull your son’s ear. He is being a good boy, you will see. Also we see Sakura.

It’s so cool that everyone joins in the BoruShikaMitsu investigation. So badass of the academy students as well as the mailmen. They even come up with a plan and ambush the masked guy. And teams splitting up was so cool. Even Chocho joins in and gets tired easily. And the fight scene was so cool.

Except Sarada. Where is she? This is not definitely because she thinks this is childish game by Boruto, because she knows about the shadow. She possibly went to a reasonable authority figure. Maybe her sensei? Whoever that is.

Mitsuki definitely knows what’s going on. I think his role is just opposite of Sumire’s. He knows dark secrets but I think ultimately he means no harm. And look at that smirk. And god he is walking on water. Such a talented boy.

Borushika brotp is so sweet. He is definitely Boruto’s elder brother figure just like Shikamaru is to Naruto. Jumping in to protect his lil bro from harm.

Denki finally got to do some ninja stuff while Boruto is using his Hyuga style Gentle fist. Denki and Shikadai high fiving. And Boruto sending in a live kunai at the shadow. Just so good. Iwabe and Boruto joint attack was so good.

Metal Lee and Inojin are quickly becoming another brotp of mine. Look at all that bromance. Inojin’s smirk while drawing his sword and Metal’s sass while calling Boruto and co noisy and then getting knocked out just takes the cake.

Tayori-san and the postal bureau chief were cool while we finally get to see the villain or at least his pawn or agent with a mask. Definitely inspired by Miraculous Ladybug.

This villain is definitely going to affect Boruto’s future. I think the series will become darker from here on. Slice-of-life things will be here and there but I genuinely think Boruto is going to be darker than Naruto.

Preview….Mitsuki has to tell Boruto something. Definitely he wants to confess something about this ghost thing or is going to tell Boruto about the sun-moon thing. Either this or Borumitsu is going to sail.

Exhaulted Part Six (M)

Originally posted by ahmadkhader

Parts: Prologue, One, Two, Three (M), Four, Five, Six (M), Seven (Coming soon!)

Genre: Drama, Romance, Violence, drug use, plus more!

Pairing: UnidentifiedxReaderXUnidentified maybe?

Word Count: 4.5K

A/N: A bit earlier than normal! Yay! Now to nurse my still hurt shoulder! Thank you for the advice for it, by the way! It’s helps a lot! Some more smut in this one! I’m so bad at writing it, but I’m trying!

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More of A Chaser

Request: “Aaah, that fan art you reblogged about Newt playing quidditch made me think of requesting an imagine where Newt is playing and the reader is there at the stands cheering for him and it’s the first time she’s there since they’ve started a relationship and newts is beaming with happiness because she’s there and you can decide how it ends?? :3 fluffy or smutty, go with the flow, sweetie :) /I feel like I’m rambling. Oh well”

Pairing: Newt Scamander x Reader

Word Count: 1699

Warnings: Implied smut

A/n: I made the reader a Slytherin bc Slytherin/Hufflepuff relationships are so cute ok bye – Newt is such a cute lil happy n proud boyfriend awwwww just so pURE

Originally posted by 11-11


“Scamander! Over here!” Newt spun around, slightly teetering on the edge of his broom. The girl who had called his name had her arms outstretched, her face conveying her annoyance.

His mind was somewhere else, thinking about you specifically. You said you would come to watch Newt at the Quidditch tryouts, but whenever he would scan the crowd, you were nowhere to be seen. He knew he shouldn’t have been so upset about it, after all, you did say you had a certain disdain for sport. But he couldn’t help but wallow in the pity that formed from the disappointment of a broken promise, no matter how insignificant that promise was.

He threw the Quaffle, missing his teammate by a large gap. She zoomed towards the ball, but it had already landed in the Slytherin team’s clutches. His fellow Hufflepuffs all gave him a look of sympathy, but he could tell that even the most considerate of his team members were getting frustrated with his mental absence.

“What’s wrong Scamander, girlfriend stood you up?” The Slytherin Seeker taunted, the other members snickering behind him. He ignored them, swiftly moving towards the Chaser that held the Quaffle.

“Woo! Yay Newt!” His head snapped towards the stands, eyes landing straight on you. You had ditched your usual green coloured robes, and instead sported his Hufflepuff scarf which he had lent to you last night when you were cold. You were clapping excitedly, which seemed to be quite the task, as you held 3 large books in your arms.

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Love at Last

Love as Last is an AU set in the human world where you’re going to find characters from both, ACOTAR and ToG. You’ll learn the life and struggles of the characters as the story progresses.

Today I’ve started college again. I’m on my third year of Med School which means I’m fucked. Exams, projects are all coming after me. I already miss summer, you should have seen the pile of notes and textbooks I already have on my desk, it’s insane. I’ll try to update this beloved story of mine as soon as I can and I’ll also try to read as often as possible too. If you’re going through this too, well, I WISH YOU THE BEST. YOU CAN DO THIS. WE CAN DO THIS. WE WON’T GIVE UP. If Feyre survived … what she survived, then we can too! Yay :D

Chapter 15 (AO3)

Feyre’s POV

Feyre closed her eyes and felt the warmth of the sunlight on her eyes, felt the heat from the sun seep into her body giving warmth to that coldness that had settled deep inside of her. Ever since she broke up with Tamlin there’s been a sense of emptiness, a sense of absence that had spread on her chest as if a piece of her heart had been ripped away … a hole within her soul that was slowly healing as weeks passed by.

A month had passed since then. Since Tamlin attacked her, since their relationship went to pieces, since her world shattered around her … and although there had been moments in which she had felt so devastated she had barely been able to breathe, she had to admit that among the pain and misery there was also a sense of rightness.

She had done what needed to be done. She had ended a relationship that would have destroyed her otherwise and now she could enjoy her freedom. She hadn’t known just how much she had come to rely on Tamlin, how much of herself she had freely given to him to use and bend to his will. She couldn’t believe how liberating it felt to be finally be able to do what she wanted. Now she could spend time with her family and friends. With Elain. With Nesta and Cassian. With Mor and Azriel. With Rhysand.

Feyre looked over her shoulder at Rhysand, who was now sitting on the rug next to the bed she was laying on with one of her textbooks in his hands. He looked deep in concentration with his eyes focused on the sentence he was reading.

She had no idea what she would have done without Rhysand. He had been there to hold her and murmur comforting words when Tamlin and she broke up. He had been there when she had broken down and cried after she saw Ianthe and Tamlin kissing only two weeks after they broke up. He had been there to protect her when those jerks at school started to insult her calling her whole for ditching Tamlin for someone like him.

Rhysand was the one thing in her life she could trust would never deceive her.

Feyre laughed under her breath as she heard Rhysand groaning in exasperation. She had to admit that even with his hair mussed, his eyes dulled from exhaustion and his expression set into a frown, he looked handsome.

“Is someone having trouble with a certain set of equations?”

Rhysand shook his head. “This is impossible. I’m going to fail this test.”

“Let me have a look.”

“No. Let’s rest for a while.” Rhysand closed the book and turned around to face her with a smile on his lips. He purred. “Why don’t you tell me what you were thinking about, Feyre darling?”

Feyre smiled back at him. “Don’t you dare, Rhys. We need to study for this.”

“Why? You are going to pass and I will fail miserably. There’s no point in delaying it.”

“Always so dramatic.”

Rhysand chuckled. He got up from the floor to sit down next to her on the bed. “But I’m serious, what were you thinking? You had that look on your face.”

Feyre sighed and shook her head. “Nothing important, I promise.”

Rhys looked at her for a moment before sighing. “Alright then. What else can we talk about? Because I do need a subject change.”

Feyre smiled and closed her eyes. “You tell me. You are the expert.”

She heard Rhysand as he laid down on the bed next to her. She felt the warmth of his body next to her, heard the slow and quiet sound of his breathing and something within her began to melt.

She couldn’t quite grasp what his proximity did to her. She couldn’t understand why just the slightest touch of his skin made her feel as if she were on fire or why the sound of his voice made her heart race in her chest.

He made her feel things she’d never thought she would feel again, things long forgotten in the back of her mind.

He made her feel …

Brave, strong, capable.

Safe, protected.

Cherished.

And most importantly … loved. He made her feel loved.

When she opened her eyes she found him looking right at her. There was something about the way she was looking at her, with an intensity she had glimpsed from time to time these past days, an intensity she wanted to believe she had imagined because it made her feel jittery and not like herself.

Rhysand’s eyes tinkled and he opened his mouth to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the front door opening and the back-and-forth of Nesta and Cassian, which was loud enough to be heard even from her room.

And just like that the intensity was gone from his eyes and whatever she had been feeling disappeared along with it.

Rhysand groaned. “Here they are.”

Feyre sighed. “They are so happy now. They make me sick.”

Rhysand laughed as he clasped his hands behind his head. “It’s just weird. Seeing Nesta happy is weird. I mean, before she was all mean and aggressive and scary, but now she’s bubbly and happy. Do you think that’s a sign? That the world might be coming to an end?”

Feyre giggled. “Please. Have you seen Cassian? He looked so tough and confident and look at him now. Drooling over a teenage girl with anger issues.”

Someone by the door cleared his throat, startling them. “Hey, we can hear you, you know.”

Both Feyre and Rhysand whirled around to see Nesta and Cassian by the door. Nesta was shooting daggers at them while Cassian casually leaned on the door frame with a small smile on his face.

Rhysand grimaced. “Did you hear that?”

Nesta simply stared at him. “We did. And you should know I’m as evil and as nasty as ever. You can always push my limits if you want to find out.”

“No, thanks.”

Cassian chuckled from behind and Nesta turned around to face him, her slightly brow arched. “You have something to say?”

“Nothing. Absolutely nothing, sweetheart.”

Nesta’s eyes softened and something like a smile turned at the corners of her lips. “Good.” Then she cleared her throat and turned back to them. “Now, you two. Are you really studying? Because it doesn’t look like it.”

“We are studying.” With a groan, Rhysand got up from the bed and stretched. “We were just taking a break.”

Cassian arched his brow. “And how long do the breaks last?”

“As long as I see fit.”

Feyre rolled her eyes. “It just started, I swear. We’ve been studying all afternoon.”

Nesta nodded. “Great, then come with us.”

“Go where?”

“To Velaris, duh.” Nesta stared at her. “If you have been studying all afternoon then you need a break. A real break.”

Feyre shook her head. “No, Nesta. You know we can’t. We have the exams in a few days and-”

“And nothing. You’re coming, whether you like it or not.” Nesta crossed her arms. Her gaze was firm and hard on her as she continued. “I’m worried about you, okay? You’ve been stuck here at home studying all day and all night for weeks. You need to get out for more than go to school. You need to breathe fresh air from time to time.”

“I’m okay, Nesta.”

“No, you’re not.” Nesta sighed and bit her lip. “It’ll be just for a few hours, okay? You can go back to hiding in your room later.”

“I do not-”

“We’ll go.” Rhysand concluded firmly next to her. Nesta turned around to look at Rhysand, which at the moment was looking right back at her. “Just let us get ready. You go and we’ll catch up with you later.”

Feyre sighed. “I’m not going any-”

Nesta cut her off. “Yes, you are. And okay, we’ll do that.” She turned around to look in Cassian’s direction. “Let’s go.”

Cassian smiled. “Alright.” He took Nesta’s hand in his and looked at both of us. “See you two later.”

Feyre looked at Nesta as Cassian led her away. There was something about the way she moved now … as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. There was a serenity in her eyes and a joy in her expression that she had never thought she would see. It explained a lot about what she was feeling and what Cassian meant to her. He had become her world … as much as Rhysand had become hers.

Feyre sighed and looked over at Rhysand. “You’re not allowed to make decisions that involve me, especially not when I have no intention of actually doing them.”

Rhysand arched his brow. “It’ll be just a few drinks to take our minds off things for a bit. We’ve been studying for hours, we need it. And besides, it’ll also help to ease some of Nesta’s worries.”

“She has nothing to worry about.”

“Hasn’t she? Because you haven’t been out of your house in weeks.”

“I have left my house.”

“School doesn’t count.”

Feyre rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”

Rhysand shook his head. “You are the most stubborn person I’ve ever met. Why won’t you let us take care of you? What’s wrong in that?”

“I don’t need anyone taking care of me.”

Rhysand’s eyes hardened. “But that’s the thing, Feyre, you do. And you know what? I’m not going to let you stay here to rot any more. This has to stop.”

Feyre blinked in surprise. “What?”

“I’m not going to let you stay here at home hiding any longer. You are going out even if I have to drag you out myself.”

“You can’t make me.”

Rhysand’s eyes shot to her, something like anger shining like a flame in them. “Look, Feyre, I get it. I know what you’re going through. I do. Which is why  you should start listening to me. I know what it’s like to feel as if everything had been taken away from you, to feel your whole world crashing down on you leaving you breathless and all kinds of scared. I lost my parents when I was a kid, I was sent to a whole new city and guess what? I was not prepared. All I wanted to do was cry and hide in a corner, but I didn’t because I had people that helped me through it. They didn’t let me crawl under my bed and cry, they didn’t let me destroy myself into nothing and now I’m not going to let you either.”

“Rhys-”

“And I know it’s not the same situation. Not at all. I lost my parents and you … you were abused for weeks and almost raped by the person you loved the most. I know it’s not the same, but … I believe what you’re feeling is just as painful as what I felt back then.”

“Rhys-”

“I guess what I’m trying to say is … I want to help you. I don’t want to see you like this anymore and  I don’t know what to do or say to make it alright because there is nothing, really. Because it’s your choice. You are the once who decides whether to get up and fight or keep dying inside. I could stay here and talk about you all day and all night to make sure you understood how amazing and wonderful you are. Because you are … you are, Feyre. And I wish you could see it. I wish you could see what everyone else is seeing because if you did then you might start to understand us. You are so fucking beautiful, Feyre … please don’t let you go to waste.”

Rhysand’s chest rose and fell with rapid breaths. Their eyes were locked and Feyre felt a warmth spreading through her that made her feel completely out of breath. She felt every thought, every word she had wanted to say out loud disappear from her mind, emptying it from everything but Rhysand and his words and their meaning.

Finally, Rhysand exhaled a deep breath and looked away. “So, we’re going out. Alright?”

Feyre just nodded.


Rhysand’s POV

Rhysand’s expression was inscrutable as he manoeuvred down the road to Velaris. He was a genius when it came to hiding his feelings and emotions. After years and years of practicing he had managed to assure himself of it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Feyre leaning against the seat. She was looking through the window with a distant look on her face. She looked deep in thought, probably trying to decipher what he had said before.

He had been angry and out of control because he had detested to see her that way. She looked better each day that passed, but every time he remembered what she had been through he wanted to punch Tamlin with enough force to knock him off his feet. She hadn’t deserved any of it. Feyre was … she was … she was everything he had ever wanted and couldn’t have.

He should have never said those words earlier. Not because he didn’t mean it … because he did. He loved her. He loved her more than he had ever loved anyone. But what she needed now was a friend, someone to rely on, someone who help her while she healed on her own.

And if that’s what she needed, that’s what she would get.

Even if it broke him.

Even if it cost him everything.


Feyre’s POV

Velaris looked even more crowded than she remembered. Last time, the crowd had been considerable, but now … the place was bursting with life. Everyone was cheering and toasting, groups of every age and genre celebrating together. Curiosity must have shown on her face because Rhysand, who was sitting right next to her, leaned over her seat and whispered. “It’s Starfall.”

“Star-what?”

“Starfall. It’s a celebration in which we praise the migration of spirits across the sky.”

Feyre frowned. “Migration of spirits? Is this some kind of religious thing?”

Cassian chuckled. He was sitting in front of her with his arms crossed over his chest. “He’s just messing with you. Starfall is what we call the meteor shower that occurs tonight.”

Nesta rolled her eyes in exasperation. “That’s even more stupid.”

Cassian smirked. “Have you even been in one?”

“No, and you know why I haven’t? Because they are annoying. You are supposed to sit on your ass and wait for hours just to see the tiniest speckles of white falling off the sky. And oh let’s not forget the wish part. Because, of course, a wish made to a falling star has to come true. The whole thing is just so damn stupid.”

Cassian shook his head in amusement. He slowly reached over, brushing a strand of hair out of her face and then laid his arm casually around her shoulders. “You know what? We are staying tonight, we’re going to watch the whole thing and you, sweetheart, are going to love it.”

Nesta’s lips tugged up at the corner. “You are such an ass.”

Cassian chuckled and bent over to kiss a now smiling Nesta who quickly kissed him back. After a while, Cassian broke the kiss and leaned over to whisper something in Nesta’s ear that made her immediately laugh.

Rhysand sighed and murmured. “What are we even doing here?”

Feyre shrugged. “You tell me. This was your idea.”

“This is not what I had in mind. I wanted to have a few drinks with friends, I never intended to be the third wheel of some horny teenagers.”

“Then you are more stupid than I thought.” Feyre laughed at the expression that crossed Rhysand’s face. “Come on, Rhys. Just … look at them. They can’t help to be happy. They’ve just found this wonderful thing between them and now they want to get the most of it. It’s not their fault, we’ve all been there.”

Rhysand groaned. “I know, I know … they are just so annoying.”

“They are,” she conceded. “But you have to shut up and let them be.”

Rhysand shook his head in amusement. “Alright, I will.”

“Thank you.”

“But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t have some fun tonight.”

Feyre arched her brow. “What do you mean?”

“I mean we shouldn’t stay here. Let’s leave them alone, let them enjoy their night and their hormones … while we get the most out of tonight.”

Feyre narrowed her eyes. “What are you thinking?”

“It’s Starfall, Feyre darling. Let me show you what it truly means.”

Feyre bit her lip. “I don’t know.”

“Do you trust me?”

Feyre shook her head and slowly began to smile. “Against my better judgement, yeah, I do.”

Rhysand smiled back. “Good. Then leave the rest to me.”


Feyre’s POV

It had taken them very little convincing. Nesta had been wary of letting her go, but she hadn’t complained when Rhysand had explained what he wanted to do and where he meant to take her. She had merely told him to bring her home before dawn … or face the consequences.

She knew Nesta would never admit it, but Feyre had no doubt in her mind that she was fond of Rhysand. It was common of Nesta to act as if everything and everyone bothered her, but that was no more than an act. Besides, she was certain that if she hadn’t trusted Rhysand, she would have never allow her to go alone with him.

Feyre opened her eyes and relished in the cover of darkness, in the beauty of the night sky that surrounded them. Rhysand had taken her to a secluded place in the woods, a small clearing in the forest he had discovered a few years ago. Very few knew of its existence apparently which made it even more perfect. As she laid down on the grass, Feyre could listen to the sound of rustling leaves, the sound of animals running up and down the trees or hiding in the bushes, she could enjoy the chill of the fresh night air on her face and the brightness of the stars shining above her.

It was all kinds of incredible.

As they had wandered off to the woods, Rhysand had promised she wouldn’t regret coming with him to watch the meteor shower … and he certainly hadn’t let her down.

“What are you thinking, Feyre darling?”

Without turning her head to look at him, Feyre asked. “How did you find this place?”

Rhysand closed his eyes. “Just found it one day. I don’t exactly remember why I came here, but I remember that when I found it, I was instantly captivated by it. It’s had been my secret place for a long time, the place I visited when I was mad or sad or just wanted to be left alone.”

Feyre considered. “It sounds important to you.”

“It is.”

Feyre rolled her head to get a better view of him. “And now you trust it to me?”

Rhysand opened his eyes and  met her confused gaze. “I would trust you with my life, Feyre.”

Feyre gulped. “You would?”

Rhysand simply nodded.

They stared at each other in the darkness.  As she gazed into the abyss that were his eyes, she felt petrified. She had known what she was feeling for a long time now. She had known and chosen to ignore it because she had never thought Rhysand would ever feel the same way. She had pushed it aside and waited for it to disappear, wished for it to disappear everyday to no avail. There was no getting rid of what she was feeling, there was no way to make what she felt towards the male before her fade into the night.

She didn’t know if he felt the same way. She might never know unless she pushed him to tell her and while that scared her, while that frightened her so much it left her breathless, she had learnt that if you want something, if you truly want it, you have to fight for it.

So she said. “What is it you want, Rhys?”

Rhys’ pupils dilated slightly as he understood what the question meant. He opened his mouth, then closed it and stayed quiet for so long she thought it was over, that she had been wrong, that he didn’t feel anything at all.

Feyre closed her eyes, her heart pounding in her chest wildly and uncontrolled. She staggered. “I … I’m sorry, I didn’t mean - I mean, I did, but-”

“Stop talking.”

She felt rather than saw Rhysand coming over to her. She felt his body settling over hers and his breath warming her lips as he leaned over her. When she opened her eyes, he was kneeling before her, both of his hands on her face moving to touch her face. She managed. “Rhys -”

“What is it that you want, Feyre?”

Feyre blinked. “Why should I answer a question you had no answer to?”

Rhysand grinned and his amethyst eyes shone in the moonlight. “Just do it.”

Feyre looked deep into his eyes and for once in a long time she was not afraid. “I want you. I want you, Rhys.”

Rhysand inched closer to her, their lips barely touching. “I’ve been waiting so long for you to say that. You have no idea, Feyre.”

Feyre brought her face to his and planted a smouldering, open-mouthed kiss on his lips. Stars kept falling down the sky as Feyre and Rhysand kept kissing in the moonlight, as they finally gave into each other.

It seemed to her that Nesta was wrong.

Wishes did come true under the sky.

The Star Wars Shirt

Anonymous: One shot where Wesley visits the reader when he’s stressed? :)

Yay my first Wesley fic! Thanks for the request, Anon. :)

James Wesley x Reader

 

Y/N was sprawled out on her couch watching Netflix when she heard a knock at her door.  She reluctantly tore herself from the warmth of her nest of blankets on the couch and padded over to her door, swinging it open to reveal her best friend, James Wesley.  “Hey, Wes.  What brings you to my humble abode?” She asked dramatically.  Usually Wesley would chuckle at her theatrics, but today she could see that he was stressed out.  His usually bright blue eyes were hooded with exhaustion and his shoulders were slumped as if he were carrying the weight of the world on them.  She closed the door behind him and led him to the couch.

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Daddy [SMUT]

Word Count: 1522

Omg I haven’t posted in ages. I finally finished 7/9 of my exams yay! I’ll be trying to post more regularly from now on so stayed tuned!! The ending of this was so rushed but I believe in your wonderful imaginations to make it on point.

Originally posted by yngimn

Your shitty day started waking up. Thunderclouds rolled across the sky, making it its playground and threatened to pour rain at any given moment. But being dense and stubborn, you refused to bring an umbrella because umbrellas were for the weak. When you reached your workplace, your clothing and hair were soaked and your make-up ran like coloured tears down your shivering face. It did not help that through your white button up blouse, your pink bra, strung with hearts was clearly visible. And that’s when your shitty day became a shitfuckshit shittier day. Well, in a good way.


You arrived at work soaking wet thanks to the rain and your stubbornness.  Sitting down on the swivel chair revealed itself to be a horrible idea as you looked down at the clear butt print. You heard a call for you so you stood up. You looked down at your unpresentable self but decided there was nothing you could do so you shuffled your way over to his office and knocked on the door.

 
“Come in.”


Your hand rested on the knob as you hesitated. It only hit you then that you had never been called into his office. Putting on a brave face, you twisted the door knob and stepped inside. The room was untidy but cozy. Full-length windows reached from the floor all the way to the ceiling, letting the little sunlight of today. Cautiously, you made your way to the CEO with your head bowed and your hands clasped tightly in front of you. You could feel his scouring gaze scan over you, making you break out into a sweat. It seemed like eternity later when he finally spoke.


“Get out and change your clothes.”


His monotone voice resonated with authority even though the pitch hadn’t changed. You barely managed a reply before you scampered out of his office breathing heavily as if you held your breath for the entire time. Regaining your composure, you walked over to your desk, looking for any spare clothes you could have left. But there was none. I returned to his office. Returning to his office, you twisted the door knob and stuck your head in.


“Boss. I don’t have any spare clo-.”


My mouth freaking dropped open. Kim Namjoon, the CEO of this whole fucking company had his head thrown back with moans erupting from his mouth as his hands worked on his dick. You took a deep jagged breath, eyeing his impressive length. But as quickly as the thought popped into your head, you ushered it away. Closing the door with a slam, you stood there dumbfounded at the bizarre scene you had just witnessed. You leaned against the door, your mind processing what you had just seen. The door suddenly opened and an angry man grabbed your wrist and whisked you inside. You spun around and came face to face with Namjoon. His large hands gripped both of your wrists easily and pinned them against the door.


“What the fuck.”


You mouth quickly clamped shut. Rule number 69, never swear at the person that pays you. You looked up at his stormy eyes and held eye contact for what seemed like eternity. You was entranced by his gaze and when he bent to mesh your lips together, you seemed to have been paralysed if not by the intensity of his stare than by the embarrassing flush that was creeping it way up to your cheeks. His kisses were sinful like hell but felt like heaven.  His hands trailed up your body to cup your face, tilting it. His tongue slipped past your lips and danced with yours. You tilted my head up and he pressed his body into your, rubbing the hard erection against your lower stomach. He loosened his grip on your hands and you pulled them away only to run them along his clothed body.


His ironed suit crumpled under your hands when he bit down on your lip suddenly, making you dig your fingernails into his skin. Your hands slid up his body, feeling his defined chest and stopping at the top button of his shirt, pushing the button out and repeating the process until the top of his chest was clearly visible. His mouth trailed down to your neck, leaving a trail of hickeys the whole way down. He kissed your collarbones and his tongue flickered out as if to sooth the skin before he bit down hard. You gasped and buckled against the door; grabbing his sturdy arm to hold you up. Shit, how was he this good?
He smiled down at you gently and you wondered how the transformation happened so quickly.


“Can we continue?” He asked you in an almost husky whisper. He only needed a nod for confirmation before he licked his lips and eyed your pink bra.


“Let’s get this off, shall we?” His hands reached to unbutton your blouse and it seemed like an eternity before he peeled the wet layer of clothes off you. You shivered from the coldness of the air on your damp skin.


“We’ll warm you up soon enough.” He said with a smirk and reached behind you to unclasp your bra.


Tossing it on the ground, his warm hand enclosed around your breast, softly squeezing it. You moaned softly and he smiled in response.


“You like that don’t you? Tell me how much you like this…” He ducked his head down and you felt warm air brushing across your breasts. He started to plant open mouthed kisses on your breast as his other hand came up to fondle your already sensitive nipple. You responded with short gasps for air. His mouth trailed over to the other breast, giving it the same treatment. Warm breath surrounded your upright nipples before his tongue came out and flicked across them.


You let out a frustrated groan and subconsciously, your hands made their way to your pencil skirt and unzipped it, letting it fall to the ground. He eyed the wet patch visible from in between your legs.


“Already this wet? We haven’t even done anything.”


Psh liar.


Your hands rubbed your clit and you whimpered. Namjoon smirked.


“Fine. Get on the table.”


You obeyed and walked over before sitting at the edge and taking off your panties. But Namjoon’s hands stopped you.


“Allow me.”


His hands held the sides of your panties and his lowered his head. The top of his hair brushed against your stomach and you let out a small giggle. He kissed your stomach, right above you panties and as his hands slowly stripped you of your underwear, his lips followed closely, planting soft fluttering kisses down. His lips came dangerously close to your clit and your breath caught in your throat but he ignored it and instead trailed kisses down your thighs. He let go of your panties and it dropped to your ankles. You kicked them off, spreading your legs.


He eyes your glistening core and his hands pumped his cock before positioning it at your entrance. His hard cock felt good between your legs. He held on to your legs and looked down at his disappearing cock as it slowly entered you. Your arms felt weak and at the pace he was thrusting into you teasingly, only going halfway, made you almost insane. Opening your eyes wider you looked at him with pleading eyes and thrusted your hips forward.


“Namjoon ahh, please.”


He smirked down at you. “Call me daddy.”


Your eyes nearly popped out.


“W-What.”


“Do you want it or not?”


“Yes.”


“Yes what?”


“Yes daddy.”


“That’s my girl.”


He thrusted into you and you felt your walls clench from the suddenness. He opened your legs wider and twisted his body a bit so he could hit you at a new angle. You cried out as you felt the tip of his cock scrape past your sweet spot.
“Please Namjoon, faster.”


“Namjoon?” He questioned, slowing down his pace. You groaned in frustration and lied down on your back, squeezing your eyes shut as you pushed down your pride.


“Please daddy, fuck me faster.”


Without a response, he sped up and you clasped your hands over your mouth, trying to muffle the moans erupting. Your walls clenched as he shifted again, this time hitting your sweet spot directly.


“Yes, there… daddy.”


He groaned and sped up even more. He felt your walls clench before white liquid flowed out, decorating his workspace with patterns. He continued to thrust into you and came with a groan. His body visibly trembled and he rode it out. When he pulled out, your body felt empty.


You sat up with a moan and he eyed you warily.


“You won’t tell anyone right?”


“N-No.” You said with a blush forming on your face.


You started to pick up your clothes and put them on, all the while feeling his eyes on you. When your damp clothes were on again, you walked to the door saying “You should clean up boss. Or should I say… daddy?”

You turned around with a smirk and a wink before disappearing down the hallway.

3AM Talk
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We can talk each other about anything. We challenged each other to be better. I don't know what I would do without you.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> You'll never have to find out. You're stuck with me. We'll always be best friends.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Good.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I was going to wait to the morning, to give you your present, but now's a good time.<p/><b></b> Farkle walks to the tree and grabs the present. He sits next to Riley and gives her the gift.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Merry Christmas!<p/><b></b> Riley takes the present and opens it to reveal a locket shaped like Pluto. She starts to have tears falling on her cheeks.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Farkle, it's beautiful.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Just like you.<p/><b></b> Riley blushes.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> You should open it.<p/><b></b> Riley opens the locket. One side has a picture with her and her family. On the other side, a picture of her and her friends.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I don't know what to say.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I wanted you to keep the people that matter to you the most, with you at all times. The Pluto locket represents hope. I hope you never change who you are. The world needs a Riley Matthews. I need Riley Matthews in my life.<p/><b>Riley:</b> (tilts her head) Farkle.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> You're the best person I know.<p/><b></b> Riley gives him a hug. They stare at each other. Riley leans in and gives Farkle a kiss.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Wow!<p/><b>Riley:</b> That was...<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Wow! That was the best gift I ever received.<p/><b>Riley:</b> (smiles) So I guess you don't want the present I got you?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> No, I do. But, no gift will ever top that kiss.<p/><b>Riley:</b> (playfully shoves him) You're a dork.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I know.<p/><b></b> They walk to the Christmas tree and Riley hands Farkle his present.<p/><b></b> By the stairs, Cory and Topanga are watching Riley and Farkle.<p/><b>Topanga:</b> That was the sweetest moment.<p/><b>Cory:</b> I've seen better.<p/><b>Topanga:</b> They remind me of us when we were younger.<p/><b>Cory:</b> I don't see it.<p/><b>Topanga:</b> Like it or not, Riley's growing up.<p/><b>Cory:</b> NOT! I don't want her to grow up.<p/><b>Topanga:</b> We don't have a choice. Quit acting like a baby.<p/><b>Cory:</b> No. She's not growing up and she's never allowed to date. Especially Farkle. I can already imagine Minkus gloating about his son dating my daughter.<p/><b>Topanga:</b> It looks like they will be dating, and they're perfect for each other. Do not mess this up.<p/><b>Cory:</b> I can't promise that.<p/><b>Topanga:</b> Then I can't promise that you will be living here much longer.<p/><b>Cory:</b> You would really kick me out?<p/><b>Topanga:</b> Mess this up for Riley and you'll find out.<p/><b>Cory:</b> I always thought Farkle was perfect for Riley.<p/><b>Topanga:</b> That's what I thought. Now go back to bed.<p/><b>Cory:</b> Yes ma'am.<p/><b></b> Cory and Topanga head up to their room.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> How are you feeling about the future?<p/><b>Riley:</b> I think for the first time in a while, I feel better about it. And that's thanks to you.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I'm glad. Any college would be honored to have you at their university.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Thanks.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> So, where do we go from here?<p/><b>Riley:</b> I don't know. What do you want to happen?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I want to ask you to be my girlfriend and I'm hoping you would say yes.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Ask me and you'll find out.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Riley, will you be my girlfriend?<p/><b>Riley:</b> YAY!!!!!!<p/><b></b> Farkle smiles and kisses Riley.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Can you put the locket on me?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> It will be my pleasure.<p/><b></b> Riley turns away from Farkle and lifts her hair. Farkle puts the locket around her neck.<p/><b>Riley:</b> This was the best present. Thank you. I love you.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I love you too.<p/><b></b> They kiss again.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Best Christmas ever!<p/><b></b> The end!<p/></p>

anonymous asked:

Ahh can i please request this from the angst prompt?! “Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?” I picked a semi-neutral one so it CAN, not end in angst. XD <3 Thank you <3

YES YOU CAN. I didn’t do angst, I promise ^^ Thank you for the prompt!

Killugon, age 16ish, Harry Potter AU :D


Killua chuckled lowly, warm breath brushing against Gon’s lips and cheeks-

“Kissing me breaks the promise,” Killua murmured. “Remember?”

Gon blinked his eyes open in time to see Killua dancing away, evil smirk perfectly in place.

“Wha- Killua!” Gon whined and slumped over his desk. “You did that on purpose!”

Killua’s laughter echoed around the empty classroom. Gon glowered at his best friend, inwardly cursing. It was good that Professor Slughorn had let them into the potions room to practice for their upcoming exam, but when he and Killua were left alone together, they tended to get…distracted.

And distraction was exactly what Killua wanted.

“Its not my fault I’m so irresistible,” Killua said with a shrug of his shoulders.

Gon retorted, “You just want to win the bet.”

“Duh.” Killua rolled his eyes. “I promised you I wouldn’t buy any more chocolate frogs the next time we go to Hogsmeade because of your so-called ‘concern’ for my health-”

Gon shot up. “You eat too much chocolate, Killua! Even Leorio agrees-”

“BUT!” Killua said loudly. “But, if you kiss me before then, you have to buy me however much chocolate I want. So, of course I did that on purpose- what did you expect me to do?! I won’t break the promise but I’m not beyond playing dirty to get what I want.”

Heat rushed to Gon’s face at the word ‘dirty’. He silently groaned. He really needed to get himself under control. But when it came to Killua, that word was nearly non-existent.

“C’mon,” Killua said, snapping Gon out of his thoughts. “We’re done here anyway, right? Lets get this place cleaned up and snag dinner’s leftovers from the kitchens.”

Killua twirled on one foot, a whirlwind of blue, silver and midnight black robes spinning around in a graceful arc, and his wand slashed through the air in a shower of sparks.

The potions room came to life. Gon scrambled back from his desk as textbooks, insect legs, herbs, mixing tools and bowls rose steadily into the air. He watched in awe as the supplies flew to their proper shelves, all without a single item dropping. Even Gon’s green patterned tie and Slythern pin straightened themselves from where they hung around his neck and on his cloak. 

It was beautiful spell-work. Gon couldn’t have done it in a million years.

He looked back at Killua. The Ravenclaw was grinning with pride and Gon’s own chest swelled.

“I can’t believe that worked!” Killua said gleefully. “I’ve been practicing that spell for ages, and I’ve never gotten it right until now- ah, Gon!”

Gon had sprinted over and grabbed Killua around the middle. He lifted Killua right off the ground, pushed him against the nearest desk and smashed their mouths together.

Killua didn’t hesitate to respond. His hands gripped Gon’s cheeks hard enough for it to hurt, nails digging into Gon’s face. But Gon couldn’t care less. Killua was magical and amazing and wonderful and kissing him was even more so. Coming to Hogwarts all the way from his deserted Island had been worth it just for meeting Killua.

They parted to gasp for air, breaths ragged. Killua leaned forward to press his lips to Gon’s ear. Gon shivered as Killua whispered:

“I win.”

anonymous asked:

hi~ I was wondering if you had any more fic recs? I read all of the stories by the writers you recommended, and they were all so good. And I love your writing, too !! Thank you and hwaiting, cat-ssi !!^^~

Thank you for the compliment! So, I basically only read stories by those writers that I’ve listed in my ficrecs (and min-tokkiwriter and minearebigger for SHINee scenarios), but I decided to procrastinate from studying and poked around tumblr to find some more amazing writers yesterday and today. Here’s the talented people I found and my favorite stories by them so far, but you probably already read all their stories before hahah:

ʚ hitchhikingbabeh - She writes for EXO, SHINee, and BTS, and her writing is 110% satisfaction guarantee. Really. I’m not joking. She should probably teach all of us how to write like her. She also has smut scenarios if you’re looking for that. I sent her a message before, and we have talked very briefly, but from that, I know that she’s a very kind and thoughtful person who takes the time to respond to each and every one of her messages. My recommendations would be Nyctophilia [Baekhyun] and her Lygerastia AU series for SHINee.

ʚ jongtothedae​ - I have read all of her scenarios, and they are all so amazingly written with such descriptive language and dialogue. It’s a wonder how she can write so flawlessly. She really puts you into the story, and wow yeah, just go read her writing and experience it for yourself. She has some SHINee scenarios, but is writing for EXO only currently. She seems really nice as well. I quite enjoy Librarian Checkouts [Chen] and her current multi-part Kai scenario, Unscripted. Yes, I highly recommend Unscripted. It’s a work of art. She’s fantastic at writing, and I can’t wait for Unscripted’s Part 4!

ʚ an-exotic-writer - I spent a good couple of hours reading through her writing, and holy shizzle, there’s practically a library of scenarios so I’ll have to go back and continue reading later on. And she writes for five groups. Five. Five. Five. That takes pure dedication and determination, man. There’s a variety of Big Bang, BTS, Winner, iKON, and of course, EXO scenarios to read from. She’s an exceptionally talented human being, and her writing is phenomenal. She practically posts something new everyday, too, so yay for more reading material! She also seems like a lovely person from her responses to her askers. My favorites would include her EXO AU series here and basically anything she writes now.

ʚ writewhatyoulove - I quite like love her writing because I don’t particularly like smut myself, and she has a whole collection of fluff, angst, slice of life, everything besides smut lol (and she also has SHINee). Her scenarios are practically the epitomes of bias wreckers. She can make you change your bias with just one sentence. And, her AUs are literally perfect, oh my goodness. From her adorable Cat!EXO boys to Robot!Chen to my absolute favorite, The Art Of Being Kim Minseok, I’m just a puddle of feels from her writing. So, kindly step over the puddle and go straight to her masterlist and read your heart’s desire. Additionally, I wish her good luck on her exams if I’m not too late!

ʚ keypea - TFLN. That’s all I have to say. Her TFLN series make my day, night, week, everything. The idea is so creative, and she aces it perfectly. She’s a brilliant writer with an abundance of mind blowing scenario plot lines up her sleeve. So go read her EXO TFLN stories as well as Take My Heart [Suga]. I don’t even listen to BTS or even know who any of the members are, but her writing makes me want to go learn about them now lol. I have never read BTS scenarios before, but she definitely got me into them today after reading all her hybrid!AUs for them, oh gosh. Also, she has smut if you’re into that. She writes for EXO, BTS, SHINee, and GOT7. She’s a very sweet (and also really gorgeous) person from what I see in her replies.

ʚ thesammtimes - Okay, why have I never found her scenarios before? This is a real tragedy because I shouldn’t be reading these when I’m supposed to be studying for AP exams and finals and SAT subject tests, but damn, her stories are addicting, especially her Villain!EXO AUs and Wolf!EXO AU collaboration with her friend, ModestlyDreaming. But I can’t forget to mention Bodyguard!Xiumin either because that AU is probably the bane of my existence. Basically, she offers a whole lot of amazeballs AUs (and smut) to read from and writes for EXO, SHINee, GOT7, and BTS. She also does a lot of drabble games to interact with her readers, which looks absolutely fun to take part in and it’s so nice of her to do them.

ʚ causekpop- Love. Love. Love. All of these writers have so many muses and AUs to choose from, and she has her own muses as well, whom I absolutely adore to bits. My absolute favorites are CEO!Luhan and Playboy!Sehun. Her character development is done thoroughly, and just her style of writing is to die for. Each scenario punches you in the feels quite effectively, and she has smut scenarios, too if you like that. She updates with scenarios frequently and doesn’t disappoint. She writes primarily for EXO, GOT7, and B.A.P. She seems like a lovely person to talk to as well and does hold drabble games, too, which is pretty great, isn’t it?

ʚ babyitsfiction - Where to even begin.. I very rarely read smut, and her writing is one of the exceptions. She phrases everything so beautifully, and her Wolf!EXO scenarios give me life. I would list them all, but it’s probably easier to just go here and see for yourself. She writes for EXO, BTS, Infinite, SHINee, and Winner. For now, I’m pretty sure she’s focusing more on BTS, but whatever she writes I’ll read because holy fudge, everything she writes just attacks you with feels and probably came down from the heavens or something close to that. Every scenario, every paragraph, every sentence, every word that she writes just gives that effect. It’s unexplainable, but yes, read her writing. What can I say– she has a lovely personality, lovely music edits, and lovely stories.

ʚ krismebaobei -  Like woah. From her replies to messages, you can tell that she’s a beautiful, thoughtful human being who deserves D.O. or Kaisoo or maybe both. Her writing is also really incredible and does have smut most of the time. I personally think her 12 Days of EXO is the best as well as Love Note [Chanyeol] and Say I Love You [Luhan]. She also has this super helpful page filled with writing resources, bless her soul. She’s crazy talented (and super duper pretty omg) and wow, can I have just an eighth of her talent or can her writing talent maybe rub onto me a little bit please? Basically, she’s an amazeballs writer, and her writing will most likely make you go on one hell of a roller coaster of emotions, but that’s okay because don’t the best writers all do that to their readers?

ʚ duizhangdeluxe - If you haven’t read her writing yet, please march yourself over to her blog and start. Robot!Suho and Drummer!Chanyeol really hits you in the feels hard. My absolute favorite would have to be the Robot!Suho scenario where they get Dyson. And, there’s wolf!EXO, too! There’s so many different AUs to choose from, so why not read them all? She also has smut if you’re in the mood for that. She seems really friendly and seems like a wonderful person to talk to, putting time and effort into replying to the messages she receives. I’m in love with all her muses and her writing. Seriously, how is even it possible to write like her?


I’m sorry I took a while, and I hope this helps you, anon. If you have any more questions or would just like to talk, feel free to send me another message. :) Please remember to stay safe and healthy as well as be happy, and I hope you have a wonderful day/night wherever you are! ♡