can you even imagine waking up next to him

There’s My Girl (Tom Holland Imagine)

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd

request: “Would you mind writing an imagine where tom comes home late to find the reader asleep in the office from studying and so he carries the reader up the stairs and they wake up in his arms and it’s just cute and fluffy and leads to cuddling or something?? Thank you so much!!!! Love your writing btw!!” (requested by anon)

short summary: ^^

length: 941 words

warnings: none

A/N: just a quick/short little thing, i was feeling a bit inspired last night tbh sorry it’s shit (also ik i’m doing requests out of order i’m also sorry for that too)

Tom had had a particularly long day, as both of his flights back home had been delayed for several hours each. He was a bit peeved considering how excited he was to see you earlier in the day and take you out for dinner, but those plans came to a halt seeing as it was currently 2:15AM.

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Yoongi as Your Boyfriend

Lets just start with this:

Yoongi doesn’t take relationships lightly

So if he asks you out, that means he thinks you’re special

He thinks that one day you will get married


He knows that you will

Even with you being so special to him, sometimes he will get caught up in work

He doesn’t mean to, just sometimes he gets caught up in producing a song

Or ideas for lyrics are just going strong that day

Next thing you know, an extra four hours has passed.

He always feels really guilty and would call you right away

“I know it’s late, I’m sorry sweetheart…”

“No, it’s not okay. I’ll take you out somewhere nice tomorrow, okay?”

Sometimes you just wish you spent a little more personal *wink wonk* time together, and you have expressed that to him

So if he isn’t there when you crave him most

He’ll be sure to make up for it later ;)

(Stop me)

You’re never really mad about it though

Sometimes just a little disappointed but you know he didn’t mean to lose track of time.

What does make you upset, on the other hand, is when he forgets to take care of himself while getting caught up in work.

Often times you will text or call him in the afternoon and ask him what he’s eaten.

“What do you mean coffee doesn’t count as food Y/N?”

So if you aren’t too busy you’ll grab some food and raid his studio.

Sometime you’ll have to shut off his monitor for a second just to get him away from his computer.

He would getting a little annoyed that you interrupted but that would fade quickly when he saw the worried expression on your face.

He’s honestly so soft and protective of you though.

Like one time you had a bruise on your arm and the first thing he said was,

“Who the hell did that to you?”

He was ready to fiGHT

Though he did feel a little embarrassed after you told him that the perpetrator was a door.

One time he saw one comment of hate against you and for the rest of the day he was clinging on to you and making sure you weren’t upset about it.

“Are you sure you aren’t upset? They were hurtful comments. WHaT dO YOu MEan YoU’Re UsEd To iT?!”

As much as he wants to be strong and protect you all the time, sometimes he needs you to be there for him.

Sometimes work and deadlines gets too stressful

Or his own problems are weighing him down

At times like these, he just wants to put his head in your lap or against your chest so you can just run your fingers through his hair and he can rant about his day, or just fall asleep and forget about his stresses.

Sometimes he gets home really late, and you’ll be in bed asleep already.

But he usually wakes you up by accident, and judging by his tired grumbles, he exhausted and stressed.

He lay down next to you and wrap himself around you.

He would kiss the top of your head as a silent apology for waking you, too tired to really say anything.

Even though he doesn’t have much time for it often, he loves just taking naps, or just having lazy days in bed with you.

Blankets everywhere

Limbs entangled with yours as he just dozes off.

Refusing to let your free

Which becomes a problem when you have to go use the restroom.

This is how he prefers to spend his days off with you.

Sometimes you two will go out for dates.

Usually to a small coffee shop just to relax and get a hot drink.

He doesn’t do it often, but he does like to spoil you from time to time.

Mostly around holidays, and especially on your birthday.

Taking you out to flashy restaurants and giving gifts that you would rather not think about the price without your paycheck crying.

You always ask him how he affords all these things and he just shrugs his shoulders and acts like it’s no big deal.

He yells at you whenever you get him a gift or treat him somewhere and you apologize when it’s not as fancy as what he does for you.

“I don’t want you to think your gifts mean any less to me because they don’t have a big price tag”

“I love everything you give to me baby, stop being so harsh on yourself!”

The genuine way he says everything makes your know he’s being serious.

But he really enjoys staying in bed with you all day the most.

So you’ll wake up with his arms around you on his day off, and you’ll ask if he just wants to stay like this or go out and get coffee.

“I’m not feeling coffee right now baby.”

“But I don’t really want to stay like this…”

You’ll ask him what he wants to do then, but he only murmurs something about having a “few things in mind” before he’s kissing and sucking on your neck.

Yoongi likes to take his time with you, taking in everything he can about you.

Leaving trails of kisses all over you while one article of clothing after another is being removed.

It’s almost torturous but it’s so pleasurable at the sametime.

Slow and sensual is his go-to.

But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like to get rough either.

Scratch, bite, leave his mark all over you.

Fuck you so hard you’re sore after.

He loves to tease you by calling you “Kitten” or “Baby Girl”

He gets pleasure off of making you feel good.

As soon as you’re done, he’s gone.

Good luck waking him up in the next 2-4 hours

Man, this boy can go 0-100 and back real quick.

Overall, Yoongi loves you so much.

(Even though sometimes he sucks at expressing it)

You’re gonna be stuck with him for a while.

Not that Its a bad thing.

Originally posted by syugakook

Robert wants what he can’t have. 

Tags: PWP, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Barebacking, Angst, Cheating, Seemingly Unrequited Love

Robert knows, strictly speaking, that the definition of insanity isn’t actually “doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results,” no matter how many times he see’s the quote misattributed to Albert Einstein on the internet. But as he rings the doorbell of the Christiansen household for the third time in a row, he wonders if the person who really said it wasn’t too far off the mark.

Joseph answers the door, that fucking awful ‘howdy neighbor’ smile plastered on his face, and God, Robert hates that smile. It retreats a little when Joseph see’s that it’s him.

“Oh! Rob, glad you could make it!” Joseph says, gesturing him in. “Wasn’t sure you were coming to be honest, since you didn’t respond to my message.”

Robert steps into the house, toeing off his boots in the entryway. “Don’t call me that.”

“Right, right.”

Robert glances around, nerves tugging at his gut. “Is Mary home?” The question burns like acid in his throat but he has to ask it. Needs to make sure. Just saying her name makes him want to walk back out the door and never come back.

He won’t though.

“No, she’s over at the shelter helping out for the day.” Joseph says, wandering into the kitchen. Robert follows. “Won’t be back until later.”

“What about the kids?”

“Soccer practice.“ He says, leaning back against the island. “Except for Crish. Just put him down for his afternoon nap.”

Robert grunts in response and glances around the kitchen. The room is warm and clean, smelling of brown sugar and the lingering burn of coffee. An assortment of spice filled mason jars litter the counter and the morning paper is open on the island, flipped to the daily crossword. There’s a plate of cookies bundled in saran wrap next to the sink with a pink post-it note on it that reads ‘For Bake Sale.’ Even from this distance, he can tell that the handwriting is Joseph’s. Robert briefly imagines waking up each morning and eating breakfast here and quickly chases the thought from his mind. Stop it.

“How’ve you been?” Joseph asks.

Robert snorts. “You didn’t invite me over here to ask me that.”

“No.” Joseph admits. “But I still want to know.”

Robert shrugs, struggling to keep the bitterness from his voice. “I’m great,” he lies. If Joseph can tell, he doesn’t call him on it.

“That’s good.” Joseph says. His voice is surprisingly soft. “You look good Rob.”

Robert’s face warms. “Don’t call me that.”  

“Sorry.” Joseph says, looking not at all sorry. He steps in close, crowding Robert against the counter. “Thanks for bringing my jacket back by the way.”

“Well you told me to.” The jacket, which Robert is currently wearing, is nearly a dead ringer for his own, with a few minor differences (one of which was the price tag, he learned, after looking up the brand and nearly choking on his mid afternoon whiskey upon seeing the cost). When Joseph had slipped it in his mailbox with a note attached shortly after their last tryst, Robert briefly considered that it was actually his and Joseph had stolen it.

“And you’ve been wearing it around like I asked.” Joseph praises. “How’s it fit?”

“Smaller then mine but still comfortable.” Robert begrudgingly admits.

“Did anyone notice?”

Robert shakes his head.

“That’s a shame.” Joseph says, tugging on the lapels. “But I’m glad it’s been treating you well.”

Robert deliberately neglects to inform him just how well, remembering that after about an hour of internal debate he’d buried his face in it and come drowning in self loathing and the smell of Joseph’s cologne.

“Do you even wear this thing anymore?” Robert asks. Joseph smiles.

“Sometimes, when I take my bike out, which admittedly isn’t often. Otherwise it’s got a pretty permanent home in the closet on my boat.”

“Why give it to me?” Robert huffs, playing off the nervous jitter in his gut. “Seeing me in your clothes get you off or something?”

“Mmhmm.” Joseph bumps their noses together, mouths a breath apart. Heat pools in Robert’s stomach. “Actually, I got off every other day this week just thinking about it.”

Oh fuck

Joseph kisses the side of his mouth and ruts against him. Slowly. Deliberately. Robert braces his hands against the counter and groans.

“You walked around for a week smelling like me.” Joseph says. “Wearing my property.” The implication of that statement isn’t lost on Robert. He wonders if to Joseph, the jacket looks more like a collar. “And nobody knew but the two of us.” Joseph runs his hands up Robert’s torso and smiles into his mouth. “Our secret.”

We have a lot worse secrets then that. Robert thinks to himself. His breath hitches as Joseph thumbs at his nipples through the fabric of his shirt.

“You probably got off on it too didn’t you.” Joseph accuses. “Did you come with your mouth on it? Are there bite marks on the leather?”

Robert moans lowly, head rolling back weakly as Joseph continues thrusting him into the marble. Joseph curls his fingers in Robert’s hair and tugs it sharply. “I bet you did. Should I check?”

Robert - already sweating and eager to cool off - is more then happy to oblige him, and starts to remove it.

“Uhuh.” Joseph says. “Not now. Leave it on.”

Robert pauses. “But-”

“On.” Joseph says, punctuating the word with a grind of his hips.

Robert flushes. “On,” He repeats. If Joseph is fine with it getting dirty, then that’s his problem. 

Joseph smirks into the hollow of his neck, sinking his fingers into the leather and tugging him closer. “Good boy.”

Robert shudders, holding back a groan, and the movement isn’t lost on Joseph. He chuckles lowly, hands dipping below the hem of his jeans.

“Wow,” he teases. “You get off on that?” His fingers rub circles just below Robert’s hipbones, flirting with the waistband of his briefs. As if he didn’t already know the answer to that question.

“Fuck you.”

“Workin’ on that sweetheart.” Joseph purrs. Robert swallows another groan, his head dizzy with the word sweetheart and the insistent press of Joseph’s mouth against his jaw. Robert thrusts back against him impatiently. “Easy, easy.” Joseph murmurs. “Let’s move this somewhere else.”

Joseph hooks his arms under Roberts calves, lifting him effortlessly. Robert forces the traitorous fuck that’s hot from his mind with some difficulty.

“Where are you takin’ me?”

Joseph hums against his lips. “You’ll see.” Robert wants to press him, but Joseph starts kissing him earnestly and he stops focusing on anything but the heat of Joseph’s mouth and the way he keeps nipping at Robert’s bottom lip. He doesn’t notice how far they’ve gone until he hears a door close and opens his eyes.

“Are we in….” Robert trails off as Joseph quickly removes a hand to fumble with a light switch. It’s mostly unnecessary; there’s light streaming in from the small windows on the other end of the room.

“The garage.” Joseph finishes, still licking into his mouth as he sets him down again. Robert sees Joseph’s bike, parked in the garage when it’s normally covered with a tarp in the shed, and puts two and two together.

“You are not fucking me on your motorcycle.”

“I’m fucking you on my motorcycle.” Joseph says.


Joseph pulls a face.



Joseph toys with the waistband of his jeans. “You’d look so good though.” He coo’s, tugging him close by his belt loops. Robert nearly chokes. “Bouncing on my cock, taking me so beautifully, dripping and pretty and wrecked in my jacket. On my bike.”

A reminder that I’m one of your possessions too? Robert thinks but doesn’t say. He whines in spite of himself. The thought of belonging to Joseph is…. more arousing then cares to admit.

“But if you don’t want that….” He trails off wickedly, hands leaving Robert’s waist. Robert panics.

“Fuck.” He swears, grabbing Joseph’s hands as they pull away. “Ok, ok.”

“Ok what?”

“You know what.” Robert snaps. He’s not playing this game today.

Joseph smiles slyly, tugging Robert’s hands to his lips. “I want to hear you say it,” He says against his knuckles.

“Fuck no.”

Joseph bites his tattoo, hard, and arousal hits Robert like a wave. “Fuck fuck goddamn, shit.”

“Language.” Joseph says, mouthing along the side of his thumb. Robert keens when he licks at the pad.


“Say it.”

He suppresses a shiver. Joseph’s voice is low and commanding and hot. So, unbelievably hot, and Robert’s weak.

“God I want you to fuck me on that bike.” He groans out.

Joseph smiles into his hand and gives it another quick bite. “Good.” He twines their fingers together and leads him back toward the motorcycle. He settles onto the seat, legs straddling it, and tugs Robert’s face down with him.

“Pants off.” Joseph slurs, kissing a line up his neck. Robert shucks them off with an embarrassing lack of grace, kicking off his socks in the process, and practically falls into his lap. “Good boy.” Joseph cups his ass and drags him closer, grinding him down on his crotch.

“Fuck.” He’s leaking through his briefs and Joseph hasn’t even touched him.

“Look at you.” Joseph says, thumbing the wet patch on his underwear. “So needy.”

Robert stifles a shiver and palms Joseph’s crotch, grinning smugly when his breath catches. “Speak for yourself.” He watches Joseph’s pupils blow out, consuming his stormy blue irises, and can’t help thinking I did this, as Joseph curls his hand around the back of his neck and pulls him into a messy kiss. I did this, he thinks, and it makes his chest ache.

Joseph breaks the kiss and pulls a small bottle out of his back pocket. He clicks it open. “Wanna help?”

Robert grimaces as Joseph pours an overly generous amount of lube into his hand.

“You always use too much of this shit.”

Joseph laughs, undoing his pants and pulling his cock out of his underwear. Robert can feel himself staring. “Later.” Joseph teases, as if reading his mind. Robert flushes hot, and Joseph kisses his jaw. “Go on.”

Robert curls his sticky fingers around Joseph’s dick, stroking roughly, twisting, and Joseph shivers, head falling forward against his chest.

“You’re so good at this.” He murmurs into his shirt. “So talented. God I love your hands.”

Robert’s cock floods with heat and this time he can’t bite back a whine. Joseph’s mouth curls into a grin. “Do you like when I tell you how good you are?”

Robert tightens his grip on Joseph’s cock in response.

Joseph chuckles but for once doesn’t press him. He wraps his hand hand over Robert’s and gently removes it. “Now you.” He says, reaching for the bottle again. Robert flushes.

“No, I-”

Joseph laughs, nipping at his collarbone. “I know you like it rough but I’m not fucking you without prep.”

“You wouldn’t be.” He promises. Robert grabs his hand and brings it around to his ass, wordlessly guiding it beneath the elastic of his underwear. Joseph inhales sharply.

“You didn’t….” Joseph slowly presses a finger inside of him, surprisingly tentative. Robert jolts at the intrusion, letting his head fall on Joseph’s shoulder as he let’s out an unsteady breath.

“Goddamn.” Joseph swears.

Robert snickers. “Language.”

“You prepped yourself.” Joseph says, ignoring the taunt. He sounds awestruck. 

“It speeds things up, provided my partner doesn’t decided to stop halfway through to admire my handiwork.”

“You didn’t know I was planning on having sex.” Joseph says. He curls his finger and Robert gasps through his dry laugh. “I just asked for my jacket back.”

“You always want sex.” Robert accuses.

Joseph, unable to deny that, chuckles and nips his earlobe. His voice is breathy, a low rumble in his ear. “Next time let me watch.”

“No promises.”

Joseph withdrawals his finger, catching it purposefully on the rim, and Robert curses. Joseph smiles and kisses him chastely on the mouth.

Robert feels his ears go red.

Joseph reaches his hand towards his back pocket, then pauses. “Do you want to use a condom or….?”

“No.” Robert swallows. “No we’re both clean so. Not today.”

“Mmm.” Joseph hums. He presses a soft kiss to Robert’s mouth and begins gently massaging his thighs. Robert melts into it. Of all the cruel things Joseph does, kisses like this, he thinks, are undoubtably the worst.

“Ready? Joseph asks, pulling away. Robert nods, a little dazed. Together, they shimmy Robert’s underwear down far enough that it’s no longer obstructive, and Joseph wraps his hands around his waist. Carefully, he guides him down on his cock, fingers bruising on his hips, and Robert gasps as he’s stretched. Too slow.

“Come on.” Robert growls. Joseph stops abruptly, and Robert groans, partly in frustration and partly because Joseph is now holding Robert suspended in the air halfway down his dick and fuck just how strong is he? Robert tries to wiggle himself further down, but Joseph’s grip is iron. “Are you gonna fuck me or not, come on Christiansen.”

“Are you going to ask nicely?”

Robert snorts and bites at Joseph’s ear. “Are you tryin’ to get me to beg again?”

“Will you?”

The way he says that makes Robert shudder more violently then he was expecting to. “Maybe.” He says. Joseph squeezes his hips tighter but still doesn’t move, and Robert relents.

“God fuck, yes OK I want it I want it please Christiansen just fuck me.”

Joseph drops him the rest of the way down without warning and Robert loses his breath.


Joseph’s pace is relentless. Robert isn’t doing more then being bounced up and down on his lap, weakly clutching at Joseph’s arms. The whole bike is shaking. He feels himself dripping lube and precum, and the leather jacket, which was warm before, is unbearable now. He’s drenched in sweat, making his shirt cling to him like a second skin. He’s objectively disgusting. Joseph, comparatively, looks untouched and it’s maddening. Fuck fuck fuck.

Robert moans into the crook of Joseph’s neck, arms wrapped around his shoulders and fingers digging into the fabric of that awful pink polo.

“Wish you could see yourself.” Joseph gasps, biting at his neck as he fucks him harder. “Fuck, you’re so pretty Robert.”

Robert whines lowly.

“So pretty and all mine.”

“Yours.” Robert echoes dizzily.

Joseph presses their foreheads together and breathes into his mouth. “Say it again.”



Robert aches. “Yours, yours, yours.”

Joseph presses messy kisses along his brow and thumbs at the head of his cock. “Do you wanna come sweetheart?”

Robert’s whole body heaves at the thought. “Yes.”

“Tell me again what you want.”

Robert bumps their foreheads together again. Joseph is trying his best to keep his composure but Robert can tell he’s close. “Wanna come.” Robert says, head swimming. And then, “Want you to come with me.”

Joseph groans into his mouth and the vibrations go right to Robert’s cock.

“Fuck you’re so good.” He teases the slit of his cock and Robert nearly chokes on his own spit.

“Joseph, fuck.”

“So dirty.” Joseph coo’s, tangling his fingers into his hair. “God I love your pretty mouth. Say my name again.”

Joseph tugs his head back so far Robert’s back bows. “Joseph.” His voice is raw.

Joseph pulls him back up, fingers still scraping at the base of his head, and bites at his bottom lip, other hand working his cock.

“Love you.” Joseph slurs into his mouth. The words are muffled by his tongue. “Love you love you love you. God I love you.”

Robert’s vision goes white and he amends his earlier statement. Of all the cruel things Joseph’s done, the worst by far is this.

He comes out of his orgasm dazed. His ears are ringing. The world is muffled and hazy; out of focus, like he’s been dunked under water. Joseph is shuddering beneath him.

Love you love you love you.

God I love you.

Robert slumps against him, breathing hard, head spinning. Joseph’s kissing him, cupping his face, thumbs rubbing slow circles across his cheekbones. “I got you.” He soothes. “I got you.” They stay like that for a while, Joseph inside him, lips pressed together until finally, Joseph pulls away. “You alright?” He asks. Robert nods.

“Yea, you?” His voice is so rough it sounds like he’s been gargling gravel.

“Arms are a little sore.” He admits. “But otherwise perfect.” He brushes his hands through Robert’s hair and smirks. “You’re a mess.”

Robert scowls. “Fuck off.”

Joseph kisses his temple. “It’s cute.” He teases. Joseph shifts him in his lap and Robert shivers a little, still sore and oversensitive. “You look well fucked.”

Robert laughs lowly. “Full of yourself aren’t you.”

Joseph winks, taking his hands and kissing his fingers. For a brief moment Robert imagines a glint of silver pressed against Joseph’s lips and it makes his heart skip. He suddenly feels nauseous.

“We have a couple more hours.” Joseph says. “If you want we could….”


“No.” Robert slips off his lap, and simultaneously his cock, and holds back a gasp. He teeters for a second, unsteady, and then pulls up his underwear. “No I should get going, Mat wanted my help down at the shop this afternoon. I’m already gonna be late.”

“Ah.” Joseph’s voice betrays his disappointment. Robert almost feels guilty that it makes him feel smug. Almost.

“Here.” Robert says, peeling off the jacket. “Didn’t wanna forget.”

Joseph finishes tucking himself back into his pants and accepts it, getting to his feet. “Sure you don’t wanna keep it? It’s not getting much use here.“

Robert zips up his jeans and adjusts his belt. “I’m sure.” Robert wants the jacket. Of course he wants the jacket. But much like it’s owner, it’s something he can’t have.

Joseph leads him back to the front door in silence. Robert’s mind is a broken movie reel of Joseph’s voice. Love you. God I love you. Mine Mine Mine. He doesn’t notice when they come to a stop.

“Robert.” Joseph says, snapping him out of his daze. Joseph takes his hand, gently stroking Robert’s tattoo. He shivers. “Last chance,” Joseph smiles wryly, “you can still blow me in the living room.”

Robert laughs humorlessly. “You wish.”  

“Can’t blame me for trying.” Joseph says. He pulls Robert in close, kissing him tenderly on the mouth. “See you later Rob.” He says softly. Roberts stomach flutters.


He forgets to correct him.

The meeting with Mat is of course, a lie, and later that night, Robert fucks himself on his fingers, Joseph’s cum wet and sticky and cool inside him, and comes biting his ring finger until it bleeds.

anonymous asked:

Yo! I was wondering, how would the guys react to the soulmate au where the world is in black and white until they encounter their soulmate? No rush keep on keeping on friend.

It’s a day later than I was hoping to get this written, but it’s here! Part 2 is finished and includes Reinhardt, Zenyatta, Junkrat, Roadhog, and Lucio!

Part 1 is here 


- Reinhardt has wondered all his life who is soulmate is

- He looked for you wherever he went, but he never let his search consume his entire life like some people he knew did. He hoped that if you were soulmates then you were of the same mindset

- But if never stopped him from having dreams about meeting you. When he slept you met a thousand different ways but when he woke up he could never remember your face

- He found himself fighting in the Omnic Crisis, watching as soldier after soldier died. The Overwatch Strike Team helped, but Reinhardt’s shield could only stop so many bullets

- He started wondering if you’d know if something happened to you. Some people who hadn’t found their soulmate had reported getting a terrible feeling and knowing that their soulmate had died, but no one knows if it’s fact or not

- The Omnic Crisis ended and he never had that terrible feeling, but he never found you either

- A few years passed and the UN made a new Overwatch, and Jack might have been official face for it, but it was Rein who was the true face of Overwatch. Rein is the one who would go and visit kids in the hospital

- He tends to make these hospital trips in different places around the world after missions. After one such mission and hospital visit he was walking back to the hotel where the team was staying for the night when he heard a noise in a nearby alley

- He goes to investigate and fights some local teens beating up an omnic

- Reinhardt might have fought in the Omnic Crisis but the war is over and he protects everybody now. Have you seen how tall the guy is? You don’t want to fight someone that big especially when you know that he could kick your ass one handed. The teens run before he has to say more than a warning

- He goes over to the omnic “Are you already? Is there any way I can help you?” They ask him to help them up and he does. He offers to escort them wherever they need to go and and they accept

- It’s only after the two of them walk out of the dark alley does he notice that the world is now in color

- He stops, realizing what just happened and turns to the omnic a smile already appearing on his face

- You’re already looking up at him “You just realized? I thought that’s why you offered to escort me”

- He doesn’t know what to say, he’s so happy to finally find you. You’re a little worried that he might be opposed to having an omnic soulmate since he fought in the Crisis, but he doesn’t care

- He calls up Morrison the tell him that he’s taking a few personal days to get to know his soulmate

- The media goes crazy when they find out that one of the original Overwatch members has an omnic soulmate but neither of you care what the press thinks. Everyone in your life accepts Rein and everyone in his accepts you, and most importantly you accept each other


- One of the first questions the omnic monks thought of when they were struggling with the question of if they’re just machines or have a soul was the question of soulmates. Do they have them? If they did that would prove they have a soul but if they don’t that doesn’t prove that they don’t have souls

- But it’s a question the struggle with for a long time, even after they come to the conclusion that they do have souls

- Zenyatta struggles in particular because out of all the monks he has some of the closest contact with humans through Genji and other humans he interacts with.

- He doesn’t know how it would work, he and all other omnics are build with the ability to see the all the colors that humans do after they’ve found their soulmate, and some can see other parts of the light spectrum (Zen can see about ⅕ of the UV light spectrum). And yet some omnics say they have found their soulmate, sometimes another omnic and sometimes a human, but he has heard no word of how they know when they can already can see colors

- Eventually he joins Overwatch because they’re trying to help the world, human and omnic alike. He meets Genji’s soulmate (and the two get along fabulously, Genji almost regents introducing them)

- He’s only been on a few missions when they head to a town that was known for its excellent human/omnic relations. Not anymore, the town is half burst down by an anti-omnic group and there are wounded everywhere

- Zen and Mercy immediately start working on the wounded while Tracer, Genji, and the others make sure that the last members of the gang have gone

- He’s helping one of the injured, they have a hole in their thigh that won’t stop bleeding, when he takes their hand to comfort him while his orb of harmony does it’s work

- The moment he takes their hand he notices a shift in his vision

- The colors look the same as before, except that they don’t. They seem richer and brighter, more pure. He does a quick diagnosis on his visual sensors to see why the change has happened, but they are working the same as they always have

- He glances down at you, and you’re smiling up at him. He knows that smile, he’s seen it a dozen times when other people have found their… their soulmate. He thinks the word and can hardly believe it, he wasn’t even sure he had a soulmate but now you’re right in front of him

- “Hello” you say. You’re not sure what else you can say. You’ve heard stories of omnics and humans who have rejected their soulmate simply because they were an omnic or a human. You’ve not one of those, but you don’t know about this omnic holding your hand

- “Hello” he says back, still holding your hand. The pain in your leg is subsiding, thanks to the little floating ball. “I am Zenyatta. I’m very pleased to meet you”

- Your smile deepens “I’m very pleased to meet you as well, Zenyatta. I’m (name)”

- He keeps helping the other injured, and with your own wound healed you help where you can. After the chaos you find a quiet spot to talk. You end up going back with him to overwatch, you’ve been waiting to long to find your soulmate and you’re not about to let him out of your sight so soon after meeting him. Likewise, he doesn’t want to be far from you, he spent too long wondering if you even existed to leave you behind


- Jamison had only ever known life in the irradiated Outback

- He’s probably heard about soulmates but he doesn’t give his much thought. He’s got other things to think of, like his bombs and how to stay alive in the harsh landscape he lives in

- So the day a heist gets a little complicated and he gets tackled by a cop and the world suddenly bursts into color he doesn’t put the pieces together right away

- He doesn’t know the that you’re equally startled. But you both launch yourself away from each other, and he takes the opportunity to run

- He doesn’t realize what it means until he asks Roadhog, thinking it might be some kind of chemical weapon that’s making him hallucinate

- But Mako recognizes what Jamie is describing, and tells him that he just met his soulmate

- “You must be kidding, mate. It was a cop”

- Mako tells him that fate is funny like that and tends to choose the least likely person

- But from what he saw before the Omnic crisis, he never saw fate choose wrong

- Junkrat isn’t sure what to do with the information that his soulmate is a cop whose job is to arrest him

- Meanwhile, you’re not sure what to do either. Your soulmate is a wanted criminal and you’ve sworn an oath to uphold the law. You tell your superiors that the reason he got away after you tackled him was because he managed to land a blow to your head. Not a blow hard enough to injure you, just enough to make you let go. You’re not sure why you lied to them

- The Australian government has had enough of Junkrat and Roadhog and you’re still part of the team tasked with taking them down

- A couple weeks later your team catches up with them again. It’s just you and him in the alley behind the bank and you have your gun leveled at him. You could arrest him right now. It would mean the admiration of your peers, a promotion at work, and a pay raise to go along with it if you would just arrest him

- Instead you lower your gun and tell him that if he and Roadhog take the road heading east out of town they’lll meet with the least resistance. Before he leaves you ask him to punch you so you don’t make your superiors suspicious of letting him get away twice in a row

- The next thing you know you’re waking up with an EMT leaning over you checking to see if you’re seriously injured

- You also have a note in your coat pocket telling you to be under an abandoned railroad bridge on the opposite side of town in three days. There’s only one person it could be from

- You know it’s probably a bad idea but you go anyways. You can’t find it in yourself to give up on your soulmate without even properly meeting him

- He’s not what you had imagined. For one thing, he can hardly stand still and he’s so obviously nervous to meet you that you can’t help but smile. It only takes you a few minutes to realize that you’re already ready to do anything to protect him and the two of you start plotting

- You don’t leave the police yet, first you spend a couple months secretly sabotaging the investigation and destroying months of work

- Then you join him and Mako when they leave Australia and head to the mainland. It’s not the life you pictured for yourself, but neither is he and you wouldn’t trade your soulmate for anybody


- Mako found his soulmate when he was fairly young. He married them and they planned on starting a family

- But the Omnic Crisis happened and afterwards the Australian government gave part the Outback that contained to omnium to the omnics in the hope of fostering peace

- This included the part where Mako and his spouse lived. So Mako joined the Australian Liberation Front which ultimately resulted in the explosion that irradiated the Outback

- Mako’s spouse died in the resulting chaos and over time he adopted the Roadhog persona and left Mako behind

- He eventually started working for Junkrat and the two started their crime spree

- A couple of years later the two of them were walking through the wilderness when they came upon a small farmhouse outside a nearby town. The farmhouse had a well outside, which you were standing next too

- ”Well, well, well. If it isn’t the infamous Junkrat and Roadhog”  you say. They’re both immediately on alert because you recognize them and that usually means trouble

-Then you offer them some water and dinner and a place to stay the night

- It’s Junkrat who asks why you’d do such a thing

- “I heard about what you did to those ************************************ corporation goons in the city. Anyone who sticks it to the city folk is alright in my book”

- After hearing the very rude way you spoke of the ‘suits’ they decide that maybe you’re being serious, so they decide to take you up on the offer of dinner, but they don’t plan on spending the night. They’re not willing to take that risk

- It’s a simple fare you offer them, but it’s better than they’ve had in awhile (neither are very good cooks)

- After dinner Roadhog remembers what manners are and helps you taking the plates to kitchen. Your hands brush and it’s not a sudden burst of color, but more like they slowing got turned back on, more like the sun rising than a light switch being flipped

- But it still only takes a few seconds before you both are seeing in full color

- “Well this is a surprise” you say. “Didn’t think I’d ever be getting a second one”

- “Me either” is all he says

- You keep doing washing the dishes and he takes them to dry, the feeling of doing something so domestic feeling very foreign to him

- They end up staying the night. You offer to share your bed with Roadhog, and he accepts although nothing happens. It’s a stretch for both of you to be this close, you both have old wounds, and it would only hurt your chances at making this work if you did something on impulse

- He and Jamie stay for another day before on. You tell them to not be strangers and that they’re always welcome

- It only takes a month before they’re back on your doorstep. This time you and Mako talk about it (you even learn his real name). You still proceed with the relationship slowly, and you build trust over time. He shows up every month or two, sometimes with Jamie sometimes without, but he always comes.

- he doesn’t admit but it’s really nice to have a place to always head back to, a place that feels like home. Neither of you think of the other as a replacement for your lost soulmate, but what you have is good and you’ll both take it for as long as you can


- Lucio loves his mother very much but he sometimes wished that she’d stop trying to find his soulmate for him okay he wished it most of the time

- Most of the people she tried were mostly interested in trying because he was famous. Not all of them of course. Some were simply people trying to to find theirs and figured they might as well if he was it. But he never was and they both always walked away disappointed even if they hadn’t thought it likely that he was their soulmate

- But he keeps trying anyways because a) he can’t say no to his mother and b) she might just find them and he’d hate to miss them because he was being stubborn

- So when she calls him up and asks if he can make if for dinner the next night, he knows what’s coming but he says yes anyways

- When you meets you you refuse to shake his hand. “It’s nothing personal but I’m trying to get my mother to stop trying to find my soulmate for me”

- “I know how you feel”

- But since there aren’t many people at the dinner the two of you end up talking. Turns out you get along really well

- Dinner ends when Vishkar agents try and arrest Lucio but the two of you fight them off

- And once he realizes that you’re a really good fighter and that he thinks the two of you would actually be good friends he asks if you’d be interesting in joining his security team

- Actually, you’d be the security team. He hasn’t wanted to get one but he is famous and Vishkar is trying harder and harder to catch him, and if he has to get one it might as well be someone who he gets along with

- You accept

- It takes two months before you actually have physical contact. You punched a bounty hunter that was about to taze Lucio and he hugged you

- The world suddenly got a lot brighter

- You looked at each other, both your eyes wide. But try as you might you found you couldn’t actually mind having him for your soulmate, you were actually really glad he was. You were glad that your soulmate was also -literally- your best friend

- Judging from the smile on Lucio’s face he felt the same way

- “our parents are never going to let us live this down”

boyfriend; ong sungwoo

a/n: requested by anons // gifs do not belong to me, credits to the owner + stan this living meme 2k17


  • he’s a pretty crazy / wild person 
  • but when it comes to his crushes
  • ong is really really romantic
  • so, i think he’d bring you to some aquarium
  • but first he’d ask you in a smooth way while you’re around
  • “hey ___ ! what do you think about going to the aquarium that just opened.”
  • “i would love to go.”
  • “then we’re going tomorrow. get ready by 8.”
  • the next day, he’d be pretty nervous
  • so he’d begin searching online about how to treat a person on a first date and etc.
  • “this is so hard? what, i should just be myself.”
  • “yeah! sungwoo you should be yourself.”
  • “yeah, i know. wish me luck, sungwoon.”
  • “good luck.”
  • our ong was literally waiting there in front as he was making sure
  • you were safe on the way
  • i can already see him texting you for like the whole hour straight and when you arrived
  • he’d have a huge smile on his face 
  • “____ ! you’re here, finally.”
  • “hey ong.”
  • the two of you would have a wonderful time together but when night comes
  • you have to leave and that’s when he was going to confess
  • before you left, ong literally took your hand in his 
  • and it seemed like a scene from a k-drama !!
  • “hey ong? why are you holding my hand?”
  • “i need to tell you something, ____”
  • “what is it?”
  • “i like you.”
  • of course you accepted him to be yours and this guy was super super happy
  • i bet ong wouldn’t even sleep bc he’s so happy he’s able to call you, his


  • like the one in confession 
  • he’d take you to a lot of dates
  • so going on dates would be a normal thing for the two of you to do
  • you and sungwoo would go to places like a zoo, an aquarium, etc
  • i can even see the two of you renting bikes and then going on a bike date
  • “babe ! look at that view. han river is really beautiful.”
  • “i know, we should stop here to take a picture.”
  • “sure, babe.”
  • you and ong would take lots and lots of pictures throughout the date
  • and it’d be so cute
  • sometimes when you guys ask a stranger to take a picture
  • they would tell you guys that you two are a ‘very lovely couple’ & 'a perfect couple’
  • and that the two of you should get married
  • ong would even whisper something to that stranger like
  • “i will in a few years. they don’t know yet but i already have a ring.”
  • you would be confused and pull him by the arm to get back
  • “what did you say to that person?”
  • “nothing, you’ll see.”
  • you’d just shrug it off bc you love your boyfriend and you trust him
  • but when the two of you are at the zoo
  • i bet it’d be so funny
  • since ong would be wearing an headband that jaehwan gave him
  • and there are like monkey ears on it
  • i can also see ong trying to imitate some monkeys
  • and the people around him would laugh him out bc he really looks like one
  • “babe? what are you doing?”
  • “i’m a monkey, ___ !!”
  • “i don’t know you like at all.”
  • he’d keep following you around like some weird dude wearing a monkey headband
  • “baby, why are you ignoring your own boyfriend??”
  • “i’m not ignoring you. i just don’t know you.”
  • in the end of the day you and ong will be a lovely couple again 


  • uhm i just got butterflies just by thinking about kissing him oops
  • to be honest his kisses would be like long and really romantic
  • and when our ong is in the mood, he’d push you against the wall and oui je suis dead
  • “sungwoo and ____ at it again? make sure to lock the doors!!”
  • “yeah i will!”
  • when he’s just the normal boi we know
  • ong is literally gonna kiss you when it’s at places where it’s safe and less people
  • “baby, should i kiss here?”
  • “yeah, look around no one’s here.”
  • the two of you would cutely kiss each other
  • he’d say something like 'i love you’ and then kiss you again
  • sungwoo would keep saying 'i love you’ and kiss you until someone sends you two away
  • “kids, go away from here and kiss somewhere else.”
  • “yes, sorry sir.”
  • “sorry sir.”
  • i bet even the members would be used to the two of you kissing the whole time
  • and when the youngest are around ofc they’re amazed
  • bc you two kiss so much
  • “no seriously, why do you two keep kissing?”
  • “guanlin, it’s because we’re super in love.”
  • “i thought you were in love with daniel.”
  • “i did.”
  • okay so now we know our ong loves kissing and you’d too


  • his hugs !! omg 
  • y'all i bet our sungwoo is the perfect person to hug
  • even though he only hugs one side of you, he’s still so cuddly and warm
  • “____, let’s stay like this forever.”
  • “yes! good idea, babe!”
  • you’d tell all your friends and family about how perfect your boyfriend is 
  • especially when it comes to hugging
  • he is a real pro
  • “hey did you know my boyfriend is the best in hugging.”
  • “can i try?”
  • “no. only i can.”
  • like every other boyfriend
  • i think he’d love hugging you bc you’re his and he wants to show off
  • especially when the two of you are around the other members
  • “daniel, could you get me some water.”
  • “you can do it yourself, no?”
  • “i’m hugging ____ can’t you see?”
  • “okay okay”
  • or when you’re around at practice
  • “sungwoo get back here.”
  • “but i don’t want too!”
  • “you need too.”
  • our sungwoo would hug you whenever he can 
  • because he loves you a lot and he really loves your scent !!

missing each other:

  • ong would miss you a lot !!
  • he’d miss everything about you
  • especially when it comes to the sweet compliments and kisses you give him
  • “you can’t kiss me like ___ does.”
  • “i’m gonna kiss you sungwoo!”
  • “no, don’t!!”
  • “i want ____’s kisses not yours, daniel.”
  • “oh my god, this is why i miss ____.”
  • i can also see ong making a vlog every day
  • just to send to you, so that you can be happy and not worry about anything
  • “in this vlog, babe, i’ll be showing you that jihoon is not an angel.”
  • “what, i’m not an angel, i’m jeojang.”
  • “okay that’s actually the truth.”
  • his editing skills would be kind of bad, so it’d be more funny 
  • of course this boi would always make sure in the end of the video
  • there’s a part where he says 'i love you' 
  • “this is the end of today’s vlog, babe. bye bye, i love you.”
  • but sometimes when he’s feeling down, he wont show it
  • but you can see something is off and you’d normally call to let him know you’re there when there’s something
  • “babe, i’m sorry but i really miss you a lot.”
  • “i miss you too, honey. let’s cheer up, shall we? i love you.”
  • “i love you too.”
  • his members were there as well and would cheer him up again
  • so i don’t think when he’s gone, you’d feel empty 
  • bc he’s always there for you whenever you need him


  • expect a lot of smiles
  • the moment our ong would wake up
  • he’d have a smile on face bc he knows you’re next to him 
  • and you’re literally the person he loves the most
  • “wow, i woke up next to the most beautiful prince/ss.”
  • he’d eventually kiss you, every where on your face
  • it wouldn’t matter to him if you have morning breath
  • he still loves you
  • “oh, babe. you’re already awake?”
  • “yeah, i’ve been awake for a while.”
  • “so, what are we gonna do today?”
  • “i had to tell you something.”
  • “oh, really? what is it?”
  • “i don’t know why but whenever i wake up next to you i feel as if i’m dreaming because you’re so beautiful, sweet, no you’re literally perfect.”
  • he’d always compliment you and there would be like no stop
  • only if you ask him
  • “you’re so pretty.”
  • “you look like an angel.”
  • i can also see sungwoo making lots of stupid dad jokes
  • just to make you laugh
  • “i can’t believe i’m dating you.”
  • “me either, baby.”
  • “why do you even use those jokes.”
  • “because i wanna see your beautiful smile.”
Photographer! Oikawa and Model Iwa! AU - #1

Okay, so, you know how there’s that one really popular AU where Iwa is a photographer and Oikawa is a model? It’s actually quite a common AU, but you have no idea how much potential Model Iwa and Photographer Oikawa has! So, right now, I’ll just add ramble on about my headcanons and ideas I have for this AU, feel free to contribute to it!

This following AU is NSFW! Just zoom past this post if you’re uncomfortable with such themes! [In a  concerned way! One of my followers pointed out I should give a warning before hand!]

  • Oikawa is a freelance photographer? He is really famous and shit. He’s won multiple prestigious awards and recognitions from well-known photography societies. He doesn’t focus on anything on particular, however he does like to photograph things caught in action.
  • He uses a Canon EOS 80D digital SLR. It’s kinda pricey but it works for him.
  • Hajime is a model for magazines and occasionally catwalks. He isn’t too big in the industry yet, but he does have a good amount of fans. 
  • For some odd reason, he tends to attract fans of the male audience rather than those of the female audience. He’s just radiating with a manly charm that make men jealous according to his manager, Hanamaki.
  • His biggest break through so far is a summer photoshoot he had a year before the present. That particular photoshoot is what got him his popularity now.
  • It mainly consisted of him in casual summer wear and more often than not, without a shirt. He rocked any sunglasses really and had both the body and the looks to pull anything off.
  • These two have been dating for almost eight years? They share an apartment facing the beach because Hajime has always loved the beach. When the go there for their evening strolls, Oikawa likes to use this opportunity to snap some pictures of his beloved soaking his feet in the water.
  • They’re one of the rare apartments lining the coast so it’s actually very quiet and not busy like other beaches. Hajime didn’t really like leading a “happening” life, he preferred a quiet place where he could return home to without having to worry about paparazzi or stuff like that.
  • Tooru had a similar idea, the two of them just liked keeping to themselves and didn’t want the media to invade into their privacy.
  • These two are really lovey-dovey I would say, they have a balcony which Hajime likes to go there and oversee the view they had. Tooru would always follow shortly afterwards and hug him from the back, leaving small kisses down his neck. They’d have breakfast together, feeding each other and laughing about something silly before cuddling for a moment.
  • No one knows that Iwa is dating Oikawa, and honestly he rather keep it that way. However when Oikawa was offered a one time job at Hajime’s agency, he used this opportunity to give Haji a surprise. He kept it a secret until the day Hajime were to meet the “new photographer” taking pictures of him. Needless to say, Hajime was a little flustered but had to keep it professional.
  • Tooru was completely taking advantage of the situation as the director of photography for the shoot, he made Iwa pose in some of the most seductive poses he could possibly think off without giving a second thought about things. (Did I mention it was a photoshoot for briefs?)  Hajime was cursing Oikawa out big time.
  • When they were alone for a very short while, Hajime was like “What the fuck” and Tooru is just being his smug little self, winking at the raven. Hajime was so close to losing it, he loved Oikawa and everything but he could be a dick.
  • Iwaizumi was surprisingly super professional and managed to keep a straight poker face throughout the entire shoot while listening to Oikawa’s directions. Tooru was too, and if weren’t for the fact that they knew each other and were secretly in a relationship, people would have thought they were complete strangers. It was strictly professional if you exclude the awkward eye contact when Hajime was asked to do a pose he won’t normally do.
  • The crew was kinda surprised since Iwa doesn’t usually like “Sexy” photoshoots, he either turns such requests down or does more lay back poses. So when he agreed to do things he wouldn’t even consider in the past, they were more than surprised.
  • The shoot was successful and it was clear that many of the crew members were very aroused by Hajime’s oozing sex appeal. And after that Oikawa started regretting every single thing cause it seemed like everyone was hitting on Hajime, his boyfriend. The worst part is that Iwa is either completely oblivious or too nice to turn down a drink, cause Oikawa swears he heard four guys asking for a date.
  • When they finally wrap things up for the day, they wait for everyone to head back first before leaving together. Iwa drives and the entire drive is kinda awkward cause it was clear Tooru was upset for god knows what reason. Tooru was extremely jealous, but that didn’t mean he liked admitting it.
  • When they reach their apartment you can bet your ass Tooru’s dominance and jealousy overwhelmed his sense of logic so he started kissing the fuck out of Iwa which quickly escalated to Tooru pinning Iwa to the wall and most of their clothes already off. (Rough sex?? Against the wall?? Yes??)
  • Hajime finally figured out why Tooru was upset, and to be very blunt, he thought it was really immature. He was a little disappointed Oikawa would think he would actually go out with other guys as they dated. And also he doesn’t understand how they were flirting with him?
  • Anyway, they wake up the next day exhausted as fuck and they realise they’re running late for today’s photoshoot so they just rush every single fucking thing. In the toilet you can just imagine them asking the other to help them get something, hands tangled and shit, and one really starts to question if these two were really professionals in their respective fields. Tooru was busy gelling his hair and Hajime focused on brushing his teeth.
  • They don’t even see what the fuck they put on and accidentally end up wearing bits of each other’s clothing, needless to say it was a fucking disaster putting aside the fact they were nearly and hour late. Hajime completely forgot he was covered head to toes in hickies and bites while Tooru had very visible scratches painting his back, priorities clearly weren’t sorted if Tooru even dared of thinking having a quickie before they left.
  • They fucking did have a quickie and now they are in full frenzy mode. They reached the studio in record time with Hanamaki standing to greet with them with exactly how late they were. Hajime shut him up before he could comment on their tardy appearance and their super late selves.
  • Truth is Makki was more concerned about the fact that number one, they were both late. Number two, they arrived at the exactly same time. Third, they were covered in love bites. Four, he needs some coffee to deal with the upcoming headache things are gonna be. And finally five, a reason not to believe that those two were dating and even fucking.
  • Yahaba the make-up artist for Hajime is just like “what the mother fucking hell is this”. And Hajime finally realises how bad it was and this is the first time he’s seen Hajime this embarrassed and flustered so he doesn’t question things and does his fuckin job. His work was so flawless you wouldn’t even know there was make-up used to hide all that goddamn hickies.
  • But yes, after that morning, the entire crew found out those were a thing.

Tagging my bab cause she’s been so sweet and I am very thankful for her.


anonymous asked:

16 for feysand please, if you're still taking requests :)

A/N: shorty but I like it and I hope you do too!  Almost went smutty at the end but you can imagine where you’d like things to go…

Prompt 16 when one person’s face is scrunched up, and the other one kisses their lips/nose/forehead

Will be on Ao3 within the next few minutes :)



It’s still just before dawn when Feyre wakes to Rhys’ quiet murmurs.  At first, she assumes he’s up early, already working, which isn’t too unusual for the High Lord of the Night Court.  Much as she tries to convince him sleep is necessary, even for him.

But when she turns toward his side of the bed, her fingers splay across the still warm sheets and meet his solid form.  Blinking the sleep from her eyes, Feyre slides closer until she’s half splayed across his sweat sheened chest.  But instead of the restful expression she expects, Rhysand’s face is screwed up in distress, his lips moving wordlessly, muscles tensed.

After a moment of consideration, she slips further up his body until her face hovers over his and places a chaste kiss to the wrinkle between his brows, the tip of his nose, his left and then right cheek, before finally coming to his parted lips.  She just nips at first, once, twice, three times, and Rhysand is blinking awake, eyes softening from their momentary panic before he renews and deepens the kiss.

She’s perched across his hips when they finally pull away, her knees falling to either side comfortably as she brushes her nose against his.  “Would you like to talk about it?”

His breath huffs out against her jawline as he presses his lips along the curve of her chin.  “Likely what you’d expect after all this time - what you’ve had yourself.”

Feyre pulls away from his seeking lips, hands framing his face, forcing his gaze to lock with hers.  “That doesn’t mean - you can still talk about it.”

Rhysand’s fingers card through her hair gently, just tickling her delicate ears.  “I hardly remember the specifics now.  The comfort is you.  Not the words.”

Her eyes narrow as she debates the truthfulness of his statement, and Rhysand lets her through the cracks in his shields, lets her see.  Its foggy, faint feelings she’s only experienced one horrible time.  “Losing me?”

His eyes shutter a bit, hands sliding up and down her bare sides.  “To have felt it once - it’s hard to forget.”

Their eyes lock for a moment, until Feyre dips her head close, the press of her lips long and languid as she whispers words of comfort between kisses until every shared breath feels like remembering, home.

Decisions Pt.1 || Kim Taehyung

Warnings: angst, cheating mention

Prompt: Taehyung just got back from a trip with the others, and when he gets back he’s ready to show you just how much he missed you. But you’re not in the mood, due to a disturbing secret that someone very familiar told you.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Are you fucking kidding me?’ You yelled internally. You ran your hands through your hair and gripped at it, groaning in anger, confusion, and from the slight pain you had in your chest.

You paced around the room, taking deep breaths and tightening your hands into fists. Muttering a few profanities, you picked up your phone from the couch. Silently thanking your lucky stars that you didn’t throw it on the ground.You skimmed your eyes over the texts again, scowling at every word on your brightly lit screen.

Big Sister: hey… y/n I have something to say…

You: Big sis! You seem upset… aren’t you on vacation? What’s wrong?

Big sister: well last night, I went to a party with my friends and… well….

You: ???

Big Sister: you know how your boyfriend and his group came here for some sort of tour??

You: yes.. what about him?

Big Sister: well… we were at the same party and he looked very drunk… and I didn’t see the other members,, so I helped him to a room to lay down…

You: I told tae not to drink so much when he got there… he can be so wreckless sometimes…

Big Sister: Well he…. he … kissed me….

You: He what?

Big Sister: and I guess it lead even farther than I remember because next thing I know I wake up next to him, covered in hickeys….

You: …..

You: hahaha very funny

Big Sister: y/n… I would never joke like that… I’m so sorry.

That’s when you broke down. After reading the conversation for the 6th time, you realized what Taehyung had done.

He had cheated on you.

With your big sister.

Sora really has to be feeling terrified at this moment. Just imagine slowly being covered in darkness, your enemy right next to you, telling you how you’re never going to wake up and be used. Then there’s the fact that all Sora can do is twitch his fingers, barely move his head and barely able to even speak. As far as Sora knows he can’t help but feel Riku is his only hope and that’s why he say his name right before he finally falls asleep and Young Xehanort takes him. As well, Sora’s fear at this moment could probably be what’s growing the darkness around him.

anonymous asked:

How do you think Even helps Isak with his Insomnia?

hey you! great question. I like to think Isak doesn’t suffer from insomnia as much anymore, just because the broken heart he was losing sleep over has healed a little and there is less stuff for him to worry about now, but I can imagine him still having the occasional sleepless night.

and honestly, I think just looking at a sleeping Even would really soothe him. brushing his hands over Even’s cheek and through his hair just softly enough to not wake him up, hearing his steady breathing and knowing that this boy is here and his and safely sleeping next to him must be such a calming thought to Isak in and of itself. you can just see him staring at Even in the dark and feeling so lucky that he has someone to fall asleep next to now.

I can also imagine Even just rolling with it sometimes, that adventurous, spontaneous side of him that wants to go to other people’s pools coming out. like, he’s probably told Isak to put on some warm clothes, and asked him to sit down on the back of his bike to ride through the empty, dark streets with him until the sun came up like, at least three times already and it’s only March. also, and I’m very sure this happens all the time, midnight breakfasts! Isak sits down on the kitchen counter, warm and safe in the knowledge that Even’s going to cook him the best eggs and Even’s a comforting presence next to him, humming under his breath and talking quietly about this documentary he watched earlier and that pair of shoes he really wants to buy. they casually snack on bacon and toast at three in the morning at least three times a month, I think. two sleepy boys and a single mug of tea to share, what a way to spend your night, ha!

Yesterday was a very special day, because after a long period of time and visiting many veterinarians and a specialized pet-clinic, Fuechsi was officially declared as cured by his doctor!

This is such a relief after all we had been through in the past weeks!
But let me tell you our story a bit more.

First of all, I am caring about Fuechsis health very deeply from the beginning which starts with a proper diet.
I have been researching about the canine diet and feeding thoroughly, and his diet consists of BARF + a special veterinay dry food that is optimized on his needs. I also brush his teeth every day with a special dog-toothpaste (please do not use human toothpaste!)
Regulary every few months his blood is examinated and checked for any kind of problem.
Also, he enjoys a daily mental training and loves to learn new things that keep him busy.

But very suddenly and unexpected, Fuechsi began to feel very bad.
He couldn’t get up or walk.. so immidiately I took him to the pet-clinic.
There was no evidence in the blood, the doctors couldn’t find anything. While being in the pet-clinic, he even began to act normal again so they sent us home.
Of course, I was very concerned, but without more observation nobody knew what was wrong with Fuechsi..

On the next day I checked him for any signs, and found a bumb on his stomache.
Straightaway, I went back to the clinic, where Fuechsi got a medical ultrasound analysis with a very serious result: there was a hole inside his inner stomache tissue and the intestines were endangered.
The surgery was set on the next day already, and as you can imagine it was just a frightening experience because this was such a serious matter and he is not so young anymore.
If not treated very urgently, it would have been fatal.

Fortunately, even if it was such a heavy surgery, everything went well.
Fuechsi fought very hard and was so brave and kind all the time. Even when he was so weak after waking up from the narcoses, he was giving me kisses as I held him in my arms.

But the time after the surgery was very, very tough.
I had to keep Fuechsi very still to minimize the risk of his inner wound getting ripped open, what means literally staying by his side 24/7, carry him -everywhere- (and he is not a small dog, my backbone is killing me).
Also, he is not allowed to jump on the sofa, the bed.. so I had to stay with him on the floor all the time (but Fuechsi can’t deny that he loved it~!)
I had to stay awake all the night to have an eye on him, to prevent him from moving too much which means almost no sleep for days and days and days.
Well, after visiting the pet-clinic and doctors so many times, yesterday was the day when his doctor said that Fuechsi should be fine by now!
These words were like the most beautiful things I could imagine and since he is so much better now I wanted to inform you, ‘cause Fuechsi is our important crew member!

I love you, Fuechsi ♡

anonymous asked:

W for Mic and Aizawa please?

Hizashi Yamada

W: waking up to you

Hizashi is always spooning you when you first wake up in the morning since he periodically pulls you toward him and hugs you throughout the night when he senses that you have drifted away. He even gives you random kisses in the middle of the night too, and when he accidentally wakes you up it’s impossible to be mad at him when he’s humming and murmuring that he loves you in his sleep. 

Aizawa Shouta

W: waking up to you 

Whether he realizes it or not, waking up next to you is the best part of his morning especially when you’re already snuggled up against him and breathing softly against his neck. Every time he pulls you a little closer to him you always make this content sleepy sighs that he adores so much and he has to take a moment to appreciate you because how can someone be so precious even when in their sleep. 

anonymous asked:

How would the Undertale and underfell skeleton brothers react to waking up to an s/o that is dancing in the middle of the night. When questioned about it, they say it helps when they have a bad day and they do it at night so no one can see them dancing. Even if you don't answer I hope you have a amazing day. :)

UT Sans: Oh, ok…well, then keep on dancing. But, if you want to, maybe talk to him about it next time. Whatever is bothering you, he can always lend an ear. Well, not literally, but he is a pretty good listener.

UT Papyrus: Oh no, you had a bad day? Talk to him, please! He want’s to help. But he also wants to dance too, he needs barely any sleep, so here he goes! Dancing together is always more fun!

UF Sans: Hu, rough day? Well, he won’t join the dancing, but he’s glad you have something that distracts you and helps you with whatever eating you. If you wanna talk, he doesn’t promise to stay awake for much longer, but he’s here and has nothing else to do.

UF Papyrus: Dancing you say? Mind if he joins you? He adores dancing, even though that’s a not so well kept secret. But he also wants to cheer you up a bit, without being too obvious about it. Sans shouts from upstairs for you two to turn down the damn music and go to bed at 4am. You don’t.

Daddy A-Z: Taeil

Originally posted by mauloveskpop

Disclaimer: I couldn’t find the original poster this came from, but I got this from philanddanxreader, I didn’t come up with this.

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A = Announcement.- How do you tell him and the world that you’re expecting?
Gotta love the old man. Taeil is more on the quieter side, he’s not one to want to have some grand announcement. Telling him is just that; telling him. Nothing spectacular, just ‘hey babe, I’m pregnant! Have a nice day at work~!’ type of thing. Telling family and friends is likely just during a huge get together, and he just drops the ball. “Ha, lame jokes as always Johnny. Did I tell you we’re expecting? Oh, well I did now.”

B = Books.- Did he read the books?
Taeil’s a smart ass guy, don’t try and act like he isn’t. If he doesn’t have a strong grasp on the concept of raising kids already, he’s 100% going to be on Google 24/7 and renting out the parenthood section at the library. 

C = Cuddles.- Who cuddles the baby more? 
Taeil is such a cuddly dad, he’s attached to his baby front bay one. 9/10 if you look at Taeil after the birth of his baby, he’s cuddling the little bundle of joy. Takes a lot of bribing to get him to hand over the babe willingly. 

D = Daddy.- His reaction to being called Daddy and it setting in. 

I can imagine Taeil being kind of really shy and bashful the first thime he’s called Daddy and it fully setting in that he really is going to be a dad. Taeil’s going to get so blushy and hide his face or brush off whoever said it, telling them to shut up while his cheeks are flaming and he can’t hide the smile on his face. It’s a moment of shy happiness. 

E = Empty.- Who goes to the store when you guys run out of supplies?
I can imagine Taeil being one of the dads that’s determined to make his spouse completely comfortable; he’s firm on that he’ll do all the work, just rest. So, Taeil probably detaches himself from the babe and sprints to the store when supplies are low.

F = Feeding time- Who does feeding time?

Taeil usually leaves feeding time to you, letting you have your bonding time with the babe but he’s always present. He’s standing by with a rag for burping time, he fixes the bottles, or cleans up the spills.

G = Grumpy baby. - Who is better at dealing with a grumpy baby? 

While he’s clingy with the baby, I imagine Taeil being a bit more clueless with emotions involving the baby. He can bathe, dress, and feed the baby, but when it comes to a fussy baby, Taeil is lost. He’ll probably get frustrated when he can’t get the baby to calm down. Might even cry himself, lol. Fussy baby is your job, he’s getting an F in that department.

H = How?- how many kids does he want?
I can see Taeil being pretty content with two, and probably strives for two. I feel like he’d secretly be hoping for twins, or have another kids soon after the first, so Taeil’s kids are pretty close in age. 

J = Jokes.- best dad joke? 

“Why do crabs never give to charity?
Because they’re shellfish.”

K = Kisses.- His favorite place to kiss the baby.
Taeil is such a raspberry kind of dad, always blowing kisses on his baby’s tummy to make them giggle and wiggle like a worm. It’s just so cute and adorable and makes Taeil all giggly to see his child giggly. Just a bunch of giggles. So precious ugh. 

L = Little.- How he feels when he holds the baby for the first time.

That’s a moment that slaps Taeil across the face like no other. “Holy shit…this is actually happening, I have a kid, it’s in my arms, it’s so small. Fuck.” It’s so surreal for him, and he totally ends up crying. Baby sobs. He’s just standing in the middle of the hospital room with silent tears and staring at the most beautiful thing he’s every seen; his child.

M = Mommy.- what does he call you? 

Taeil’s a ‘mama’ kind of dad. Mama and Dada kind of route. So much easier to teach a baby too, instead of some wild ‘mother/father’ alternate. 

N = Nappies.- who deals with the really bad ones? 

Listen, Taeil will help with almost everything but when it comes to poopie diapers, he’s noping out. He’s standing in the door, handing you baby powder, but actually doing the do, nah. Ain’t happening. 

O = Onesies- Who likes to dress the baby in ridiculous outfits? 
Taeil wears some…not ugly, but just dumb looking clothes sometimes. He’s totally the one to find the ‘cutest onesie you’ll ever see!’ and it just looking like it was found in a trash can from 1896. Keep him away from the baby’s clothes.

P = Pet names- names he calls the baby. 

I feel like Taeil’s a classic dad, and probably calls his babies something almost typical. Like his sunshine, or little angel, or something along those lines. Nothing to wild that makes you need to know the backstory to the nickname or anything.

Q = Questions.- How many questions does he ask the nurse? 

At that time, Taeil is way to focused on you that any question he could possibly have has completely slipped his mind so that’s no help. He probably doesn’t ask the nurse anything, more like he’ll just Google it when he gets home, sort of thing.

R = Rely- what is the biggest thing you rely on each other for? 

The biggest thing you rely on each other for is probably relaxing each other. The moral support every parent needs that hey, you’re fine. The baby’s fine. You’re not a terrible parent. You’re doing perfect, stop doubting yourself. Little words of encouragement here and there are definitely something that happens constantly when the baby comes. Just calms you both down and takes a lot of the ‘holy fuck i’m the worst parent ever’ nerves off.

S = Sleep duty. - who gets up when it’s really late at night? 

Am I the only one that imagines Taeil being the dad that stays up later/wakes up so he can make the next day’s meals? Like meal prep and shiz, since it’s a lot easier to have everything set and ready when you have a kid, instead of trying to cook for both you and him, while feeding the baby? So typically, Taeil is up later than you/gets up regardless, so 9/10 he’s on sleep duty.

T = Trepidation.- fears as a new parent. 
Back to Rely, it’s just the basic new parent fear that everything Taeil’s doing is 100% wrong. Even though he’s literally on the phone every 5 minutes, calling his mom for advice, or on Google non stop, he’s just terrified he’s flopping as a dad. But by baby two, he’s calmed down. 

U = Ultra sounds.- His reactions to the ultrasounds.
I really imagine Taeil being that ugly, choking kind of crier when he sees the legit proof that fuck….there’s actually something growing. it’s a cute moment, but he’s a blubbering mess lmao.

V = Values.- what is the most important value he wants to teach your child.

“Don’t eat ice! Daddy almost died once!” Nah I’m kidding. I think with Taeil, with how he had to choose between college or SM, he’d teach the kids the importance of choices and following your heart, to do what you think feels right. 

W = Water.- Who gives the babe the baths? 
Taeil is always on bath duty. It’s a fun bonding moment with daddy and baby. He’s totally the dad that got a dozen bath toys for a baby that literally gets bathed in, since it’s like….a new born….don’t put new borns in a tub, okay. It’s definitely the opportune moment to get cute dad pics and videos with him and the bub.

X = X-mas- what do you guys plan for the holidays? 

I think Taeil would have a pretty chill family, holidays aren’t really insane. I think he’d be another one that has holidays with the extended family and friends at an earlier or later date, and the actually holiday is reserved just for his little family. Break out the camera, and watch a toddler take 15 minutes of open a present. #FamilyMemories

Y = Yelling.- How many fights do the two of you get in? 

I really don’t see Taeil being an angry guy? Not to the point of actually fighting. I think he’s the kind of guy, let alone husband/father than just stews in frowning silence and the ‘fight’ just consists of his calm, snarky comments in reply to you. 

Z = Zoo- How crazy is the house after the birth?
I’d like to say I think the house would be fine…but realistically with mr. chokes on ice here, it’d be a hellhole. With everything set out for the day, there’s literally no room to walk, someone will always scream when they step on a leggo, where did the pacifier go? idk babe, lemme just run a buy a new one. Save them.

anonymous asked:

hi i love your writing it makes me very happy !! can you please do a scenario where bakugou's s/o is terrified of storms and they accidentally find themself at his dorm room in the middle of one and he comforts them ??

thank you so much it makes me really happy !! i love writing for you guys !!! :)) 


It was past midnight as the clouds relentlessly cover up the dark and murky sky. Rumbles and bolts of lightning exhibiting past your small dorm window, as you cower under your blanket. You weren’t the one to be fond of thunderstorms and lightning storms, if anything you were genuinely terrified.

You shake and shudder under your covers, hoping it could block out the treacherous sounds outside. But to no avail, the storms continue to brew above you, leaving you wide awake in your bed. You trudge out your dorm room to see your boyfriend, Bakugou. You scurry along the walls of the facility, tracing the steps to your boyfriend’s dorm room.

Once you get to the entrance of his room, you quietly open the door and peek through to see your boyfriend somehow peacefully asleep. You sneak your way in through the small crack and shut the door behind you.

You poke your partner’s cheeks,

“Psst! Kacchan,” you whisper. Your boyfriend groans and turns to the other side,

“It’s me, your one true love who helps you get dressed in the morning every day because your fashion sense is so shit,” you continue. Your boyfriend turns around and cracks one eye out,

“What the hell do you want now? It’s fucking midnight babe,” your boyfriend grumbles.

“Do you even have ears? Do you hear what’s going on outside? It’s scary,” you quiver. You hear your boyfriend sigh, and holds your hands, guiding you to the empty space beside him.

“You can sleep here the night I guess,” he mutters. You happily nod, proceeding to snuggle into him, taking in his warmth.

“Next time, plan ahead and not wake me up in the middle of the fucking night, okay?” he compromises. You nod against him, content and slowly drift into a peaceful sleep.



Pairings: Sam x Reader / Dean (Mentioned)

Summary: The reader is the daughter of Bobby Singer and she wants to find her father, so she starts looking for him and the leads take her to the Winchesters. Sam agrees to help her but just to be with her. What would happen when she finds out her father is dead and the guy she’s been slowly falling for knew that from the very beginning?

Warnings: Bloody (just a little part) Angst and fluff

Word Count: 3441

A/N: I love writing this and wow I think is one of the largest I have written. Fluffy Sam is the best, I love him.

GIF not mine credit to owner


Tags <3: @shut-ur-face-and-get-in-the-car@strawberryjuiceboxxx

It all started one day when something came up in the mail for you, a little package with a notebook inside. That notebook was filled with names and numbers and names of different creatures you only thought exist in books. It was all strange, so you decided to show it to your mother and the explanation she gave to you was even weirder.

She told you that the notebook probably was of your father, the man you never met. And she told you that he was a hunter.
How could believe that? It could be just words from a dying woman. You didn’t think it too much and put that notebook aside, just as something strange that happened to you. But some weeks after your mother died, you find that notebook again.

What if it wasn’t just part of the delusional mind of your mother? What if that was true? What if that man… Bobby Singer was your father and he was a hunter?

Suddenly an urge born inside your chest. Since you were a little girl you were curious to know how your father was, but now it was way more intense, you needed to find him. You needed to tell him that your mother died and that well… You were his daughter.

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anonymous asked:

I have a head cannon that for a while Zack was like a puppy when left alone for a extended period of time, what I mean by that is that he gets destructive. Like Ray goes somewhere and comes back to their flat completely trashed and Zack is just sitting there like nothing is wrong. Ray would probably teach him sewing or something in hopes he will do that to alleviate boredom instead of destroying everything. What do you think?

Oooh! That could happen! Honestly I think that Zack does thing impulsively out of boredom. Including destroying things. I mean in the room with the electric chair, he was bored and ready to destroy anything XD

Dunno if that was what you thought about, but I had that scene in mind and it was quite funny to me~

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request: can you do an isco imagine where you and him are long distance and he’s in madrid while you’re in paris for a business trip or something?

Isco wakes up to the sound of his phone ringing loudly next to his pillow. It takes a second for him to realize that it’s his girlfriend calling, but when he notices that it’s her, he answers the call immediately and slams the phone to his ear.

“Babe?” he says sleepily, his voice low and rough.

“Good morning, mi amor,” she says cheerily. “How are you today?”

“I’m not even out of bed yet.”

“It’s like, 8 am, you should get up,” she scolds him jokingly. “Well I’m not one to talk, because I’m not even out of bed yet either.”

“Don’t you have work to do?” Isco sits up and rubs his eyes.

His girlfriend is currently on a business trip in Paris. As a contractor for a modeling agency, she gets to travel to Paris Fashion Week every year with the agency – which means swanky hotels, fancy dinners, and of course the best couture in the world. (She loves it. But Isco doesn’t, because she’s gone for a whole week and he doesn’t really know how to live without her for that long.)

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“I’m not short.”

Inktober, Day 3. Varric x Cassandra for @ripplesofaqua​.

Word count: 674. Modern AU.

Varric climbs onto the kitchen counter, hoisting himself up on his arms.

Cassandra sighs. “I wish you’d use a step ladder.”

“I’m not short,” Varric tells her. “Human cabinets are just too damn tall.”

“It’s not a matter of your stature,” she tells him. “One of these days, you’re going to break something.”

As if on cue, his foot connects with an item on the counter, sending it tumbling to the floor where it shatters. Only when he turns around does he realize what it was.

“Oh, no.”

Cassandra comes around the corner and brings her hands to her mouth.

“Cass, I–”

Her eyes rise to his and the hurt and anger in them jars him, as sharp and piercing as though he’d stepped on the ceramic shards on the floor. She turns from him and runs out the front door of the apartment.

Varric climbs down from the counter top. and drops to his knees before the broken mug. The mug Cassandra drank coffee from every morning. The mug that had belonged to her brother.

He’s in trouble, big trouble. And he has no idea how to make it out of this one.

Cassandra returns home after a handful of hours. He does not go to her, even though he wants to. He’s made that mistake too many times to know they’d only end up fighting. And the last thing either of them needs is another screaming match.

So he shuts himself in his office. Instead of working on the chapters his publisher demanded, he lays the pieces of Anthony’s mug across his desk and tries to put them back together.

It’s far more complicated work than he imagined. The large pieces go together easily enough, but some of the smaller pieces are tiny as flakes. There are many moments when he throws his hands up in frustration. Even after gathering the proper equipment - headlamp, self-held magnifying glass, tweezers - the work seems impossible.

He only realizes he fell asleep when Cassandra wakes him the next morning with a shake of his shoulder. His forehead aches with his headlamp still attached, its batteries now drained.

He looks at his unfinished work and sighs.

“You were trying to put it back together?” she asks.

“Still trying,” he tells her, rubbing his tender forehead. He can only imagine the rectangular mark the headlamp has left.

Cassandra says nothing as she surveys his work, tears gathering in her eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he says.

She shakes her head and wipes at her eyes. “It shouldn’t mean as much to me as it does. It’s only a cup, and it was an accident. But it’s one of the few things I have left of him.”

“I know.” He watches her as she sighs and bows her head. “Are we… okay?”

Her gaze darts to the mug and its remaining pieces before returning to him. “Will you buy a step ladder?”

He nods. There’s no point fighting her. He’s not even sure why he fought her so hard in the first place. It’s not like he didn’t give up his Dwarven pride a long time ago. “I’ll buy a step ladder.”

“Then we’re good.” She stands and heads toward the door. But she comes back and places a hand on her shoulder. “Varric, thank you. It means a lot that you’re trying to fix it.”

She leans down and presses her lips to his.

It surprises him because he can feel in the weight of it that it’s more than just a placating kiss, more than something she’s doing because she think she should.

He slides a hand to the back of her neck, urging her closer, because there’s real love there. And he’s not sure when they started forgiving instead of fighting.

“I hate you,” she mutters against his lips.

“I hate you more,” he replies before capturing her mouth.

“Stubborn dwarf,” she breathes.

“Foolish human.”

She pulls him out his chair, and they make their way toward the bedroom.

Anthony’s mug would have to wait.

I like the idea of Varric and Cassandra having this dysfunctional relationship where they fight and make up a lot. But over time they put in the effort to be more forgiving toward each other, and they use those previously hurtful phrases to mean “I love you” and “look how far we’ve come.”

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