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Spirits #1: Sensing and Recognising

In this post, I will give you:

A forewarning.

Ways to recognise when a spirit is around.

Exercises to help you sense them.

Grounding Methods

Herbs for Psychic Powers/Tea recipes

Gems for Psychic awareness/powers


A Forewarning:

It’s easy to convince yourself that everything is a spirit. I’ve seen a lot of beginners and even more experienced people do so. There’s also the placebo effect. Your friend says they saw a spirit and now you start seeing that thing around you. It could be because you’re giving it energy, but it could very well be a type of placebo effect. So be careful. Not everything is a spirit…

… and not everything isn’t.

Now, here I will be giving out information I have gathered around, however, take it with a pinch of salt and add what you wish to it.

Finally, remember that grounding yourself is also very important. I’ll expand upon that in another post.


Recognise a Spirit:

There are ways to recognise a spirit through all five senses, and for some, even the sixth one.

There are spirits with higher frequencies, “good” spirits, if you will. And some with lower frequencies, “bad” spirits, as some will call them. I am of the mindset that there are no good or bad spirits, just like there are no good or bad people.

Please note: I am not talking about demons, here.

Spirits with higher or lower frequencies will feel or be sensed differently.

Again, here’s a strong disclaimer. Not everything is a spirit/ghost. Especially if you suffer with a mental illness, please be cautious.

Sight:

  • Shadows: Shadows are an easy way for spirits to manifest themselves. They’re not fully manifested, but you can see them. There’s a difference between shadows and shadow people, you’ll immediately feel the change in energy.
  • Partial Manifestation: Although rarer, spirits can fully manifest parts of themselves, such as eyes, face, hands. They’re often a whitish hue or even full colour. These don’t last long due to the tremendous energy it takes.
  • Full Manifestation: A full body manifestation is very rare and doesn’t last long, because for a spirit to fully manifest itself, it takes a lot of energy. Some people can help a spirit stay manifested longer, but I’ve seen it take an awful toll on those people’s health. I don’t suggest you try it.
  • Peripheral Vision: Seeing people or shadows out of the corner of your eyes.This is the most common way to see a spirit.
  • Air Distortions: Distortions in the air where there’s no reason to have any. Can be a sign of a spirit either trying to manifest itself or simply there.
  • Orbs: Orbs are small balls of light that are usually captured when taking a picture with a flash. Though a lot of them is just the flash catching dust or pollen, there are also “ghost orbs”, or spirit energy. There are even orbs that you can zoom in on and see faces/shapes.Orbs have also been spotted just floating around.
  • Light Distortion: Sometimes, when a spirit is of a lower frequency, the light in the room seems to be drained, lights can spontaneously go off, candle flames dwindle without a cause and so on. But when a spirit is of a higher frequency, lights seem to shine brighter and candle flames can burn high.


Hearing:

Hearing is the most delicate one since I have, in the past, suffered from insomnia induced psychosis for several months, and know what it is like to hear voices. Please don’t assume that the voices you hear are spirits. And even if they are, don’t let them tell you to do bad things. They have no power over you unless you give them power, whether they be real or not.

  • Tinnitus: So this one is rather nebulous, but a few of my psychic friends/acquaintances claim that often, when they hear a sharp ringing in their ears, it’s a spirit attempting to communicate, but either they aren’t ready to hear what they have to say, or the spirit isn’t capable to getting their message across the veil.
  • Zaps, Bangs and odd little sounds: Sometimes, a spirit can try and get your attention through odd little noises only you hear, and seemingly come from nowhere.
  • Footsteps: Footsteps in a room when nobody’s home, or on the walls or ceiling. Your house is making more noise than usual without any causing.
  • Tapping: Little knocks at your door or on your wall through which you can even communicate. Sometimes doors slam without wind.<
  • Buzzing: Your ears may buzz loudly when spirits are around.
  • Whispers: Hearing whispers when there is no reason to.
  • Voices: Hearing voices around you when there is no one. This is a delicate subject matter. Don’t trust the voices without being 1000% sure. Don’t trust the voices if you are currently in a bad mental place (unless it’s trying to cheer you up and help you, in that case, even if it’s a hallucination, at least it’s pretty positive) and don’t trust the voices if they’re telling you to do something bad. Or something that could lead to something bad. However, it is a way for spirits to communicate.


Taste:

  • Odd Tastes: This is an odd one and I only know two people other than me that have that reaction to spirits, but it’s basically when certain spirits give you tastes in your mouth, such as blood, dirt, sugar, spices and more.


Smell:

  • Good Smells: A spirit can manifest itself with good smells. Smells that remind you of a deceased loved one or something comforting.
  • Bad Smells: Just as similarly, some spirits come around with bad smells like rotting flesh or blood.
  • Other: Sometimes, a smell that has no reason to be there just appears. Like the smell of roast beef in the middle of the night, wafting from your kitchen.


Touch:

  • A gush of Warm/cool air: You randomly feel a breeze when there shouldn’t be one.
  • A stroke: You feel as though someone is touching you, stroking you, often in a loving way, or sometimes, in a more uncomfortable way. It gives you goosebumps or shivers.
  • A Blow: A full on blow to your body. This is rare and more often happens in dream/while you sleep, while real life physical consequences.
  • Marks: Odd marks on your body. For example, I had a hand shaped mark on my inner thigh, in a way my hands couldn’t have done it, it was outlined with a white line, but was not a scratch. Don’t assume every bump/scratch is a spirit.
  • Hands: You feel someone touching you. Not really like a stroke, just a hand on your shoulder, or around your throat, or on your cheek. Sometimes a hand holding yourself.
  • Change in Air pressure: The air around you feels lighter, or heavier, depending on the vibrations.
  • Pressure on Chest: a very common one I’ve heard is the feeling someone or something sitting on your chest, most of the time, in a very oppressive way.
  • Electric Shocks: Some people, like myself, feel electric shocks down our spines when close to spirits.
  • Skin: Your skin crawls, or goosebumps suddenly erupt for no reason, you feel dirty.


ESP:

Extra sensory perception, possibly the most common way to feel a spirit.

  • Anxiety: Unexplained anxiety, stress, fear, panic attacks, depression and such.
  • Joy: Euphoria, happiness, confidence, comfort, compassion, good emotions that come out of nowhere.
  • Empathy: Suddenly feeling emotions that aren’t yours when you, yourself aren’t an empath.
  • Paranoia: Sudden feelings of being watched, being in danger/vulnerable, feeling you’re not alone.
  • Intuition: Sudden increase in intuition, like someone is telling you something.
  • Dread: Your stomach drops,a feeling of dread, tight throat, unexplained sadness.
  • Dizziness: Dizziness, nausea, motion sickness, you just feel queasy and wrong.



Become more Sensitive:

I don’t know if someone who isn’t naturally sensitive to spirits can become it, though they probably can, I wouldn’t know the methods. So here, I’m going to list ways of increasing already existing sensitivity.

  • Always Start by Grounding: Grounding is incredibly important. Everyone has their method. Mine is to walk barefoot in the earth or to just stand up and feel my feet. You can meditate, use crystals and so on. I’ll list more grounding methods later.
  • Meditate: Meditation is an effective way of becoming more receptive to subtle things around you. Everyone has their techniques, but I like doing Anapana before expanding into consciousness projection.
  • Just get yourself into a spiritual state: May it be through music, walking in the woods, cooking, anything that gets you spiritual, it’ll increase your sensitivity.
  • Herbal Infusion: Make a herbal tea that favours psychic powers. I’ll give recipes later.
  • Open your Third Eye: Everyone has their method, but the third eye is a very effective way of doing so.
  • Work with Crystals: I’ll give a list of crystals later.
  • Get Spirit’s Attention: Again, many methods that I will list later, but you can find your own.
  • Channel: Play a good game of Ouija, or do some automatic writing, maybe use your pendulum or any methods of channeling you use. It can get you going.

There are many other methods. Find your own!


Grounding:

  • Walk: Take a long walk in nature, barefooted preferably, and just feel the earth beneath your feet.
  • Trees: Hug trees, meditate under trees, just be around trees, imagine yourself rooting yourself in the earth. Can work with house plants, just dig your hands into the earth and feeling your energy going deep.
  • Dance: Dance around, stomp your feet, rock the world, just get in touch with your physical body.
  • Meditate: Meditate. Just concentrate in your breath, your body. Then, you can try and expand your consciousness, but instead of reach up, go down, into the earth.
  • Massage: Massage yourself or get someone to massage you. Nothing airy. A nice, deep massage. Rub your limbs and pat yourself down. You’re here, in your body.
  • Exercise: Do physical exercise. Yoga in particular (I don’t recommend Kundalini or westernised Yoga Pilates/etc, but actual Indian yoga. Something grounding like standing poses, especially Tadasana/Mountain Pose.) and Qi Gong
  • Animals: Spend time stroking your dog, cat, horse, earth animal (not birds, or aquatic animals)
  • Earth Spirit: Ask earth spirits, such as trolls, gnomes and others to help you be grounded.


Herbs:

Herbs for Psychic Awareness:

NOT ALL OF THESE ARE SAFE TO INGEST!!!!!

Taken from Scott Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs. Feel free to do your own research.

  • Astral Protection: Mugwort, Poplar, Dittany of Crete
  • Mental Powers (Strengthen): Caraway, Celery, Eyebright, Grape, Horehound, Lily of the Valley, Mace, Mustard, Periwinkle, Rosemary, Rue, Spearmint
  •  Psychic Powers: Acacia, Althea, Bay, Bistort, Bladderwrack, Borage, Buchu, Celery, Cinnamon, Eyebright, Flax, Grass, Honeysuckle, Lemongrass, Mace, Marigold, Mastic, Mugwort, Peppermint, Rose, Rowan, Saffron, Star Anise, Thyme, Uva Ursa, Yarrow, Wormwood, Yerba Santa
  • Spirituality: African Violet, Aloes Wood, Gum Arabic, Cinnamon, Frankincense, Myrrh, Sandalwood

Tea Recipes:

  • Meditation: 6 tsp English breakfast tea, 2 tsp Chamomile, 1 tsp Rose hips, 1 tsp Elder flower
  • Psychic 1: 6 tsp Rose petal, 4 tsp Thyme, 4 tsp Yarrow, 2 tsp Cinnamon, 2 tsp Clove
  • Psychic 2: 1 tsp mugwort, 1 tsp Lemon Balm, 1 tsp peppermint, 1 tsp yarrow, ¼ tsp ground cinnamon, ¼ tsp ground clove,

There are other recipes, or make your own!



Crystals:

I am not listing them all since there are a lot. Feel free to do your own research.

Increase Psychic Awareness:

  • Azurite: It vibrates at the level of the third eye chakra, for clairvoyance, crown chakra, for heightened spiritual connections and throat chakra for psychic communication.
  • Angelite: Used to communicate with Angels and higher frequency. It helps open you up to new information and spiritual senses.
  • Amethyst: Opens higher chakras, helps strengthen psychic abilities, protects and good for meditation and dreams.
  • Bloodstone: This one is really known to strengthening psychic abilities of all kinds, especially clairvoyance. It also protects from lower frequencies.
  • Carnelian: This one helps heighten/develop intuition, clairvoyant and clairaudient gifts. Used to transfer living to the spirit realm and vice versa.
  • Fluorite: Offers psychic protection, from negative energies and psychic vampires. Helps strengthen intuition, psychic abilities, connection to spirits and spirit guides.
  • Herkimer Diamond: Especially known for having magical properties, the Herkimer Diamond helps with telepathy, connections to spirit guides, past life and enhancing psychic abilities.
  • Kyanite: Great stone to use in meditation, to aid lucid dreaming, astral projection, connecting to spirit guides and Intuition. (Do use with caution since it’s really strong)
  • Sapphire: Helps open communication lines with the spirit world, helps give clarity, open the third eye and enhance psychic visions. Also aids with out of body, telepathy, precognition and intuition.
  • Turquoise: Enhances clairvoyant and clairaudient abilities, strengthen psychic powers and balance chakras.
  • Quartz: Quartz is the most powerful stone for psychic abilities, and the most accessible. It enhances psychic vision, understanding messages from the spirit world, opening communication with it and balancing chakras.


Psychic Protection:

  • Labradorite: Good for protection against negative energies and very powerful psychic protection.
  • Tiger’s Eye: Also amazing to keep you safe from negativity, it helps mostly with more human bad energies. Still very good.
  • Black Tourmaline: Black tourmaline helps ground you and keeps you incredibly safe from negativity. Like a pillar. My personal choice.
  • Emerald: Emerald is incredibly powerful psychic tool and keeps you safe from negative energies.
  • Most of the crystals mentioned above are really good for protection too.
  • Most black stones are good for grounding/protection/Absorption of negative energies, such as: Apache tears, Black tourmaline, obsidians and more.


Finally, a disclaimer. I don’t know everything. I may have made some mistakes. Please take care of yourself when working with the subtle and please don’t force yourself into doing something that frightens you or that you don’t feel ready to do. If you are mentally unstable, first look into healing yourself before going into spirit communication, since spirits can trick you, just like humans.

Please take care, but don’t be afraid either since fear is food for spirits with lower vibrations.

Being Negan's daughter and dating Carl would include :

(Woooo more prompts! Wooo Carl :3 Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owner.)

-Carl not knowing who your father is at first until he gets to the Sanctuary and sees you there, only for your dad to explain who you are, but nonetheless he gets over it soon as he just loves you

-You usually sneaking out to go meet up with Carl to go on dates and even Alexandria as you feel more comfortable with him around

-Carl always kissing you deeply whenever you have to leave and get back to your home just to show you that he worries over

-Your dad asking you about as to where you have been, making you get quiet and just trying to avoid him, only for him to feel like he knows the answer

-You and Carl always smiling at each other whenever you would lock eyes, only for your dad to finally catch on and making a big joke about how you are into future serial killers and how cute you both kinda are

-Negan telling Rick all about it and all the times he caught you for sure and just getting in his face about being in-laws from now on, making you both embarrassed

-Your dad just finding that you both look super badass together and having you both do impressive work together that he knows you can all handle

-You knowing how to comfort Carl after your dad had picked on him over his eye, making him feel better about it and just holding onto you as you hug him

-Your dad having interrupted the both of you on accident and on purpose as well with a terrible joke whenever you were both about to get it on, making you sneak out to go to Carl’s house instead

-Carl growing more and more confident with you and not caring anymore if anyone sees you both walking hand in hand or kissing

Please// Jeff Atkins

Requests are open!


Growing up with Jeff Atkins was, interesting, so to speak. You’d known the boy since you were in diapers, his house just across the street from yours.

You remember when your parents first introduced you to each other. His chubby hands held two toy cars that caught your attention. You let go of your mother’s leg, cautiously walking out to him.

“Can I pway wif one?” You asked, terrified he would say no.

He nodded, a big smile spread out onto his face. But as you reached out to take it from him, his hand pulled back.

You look back at the boy near tears, your three-year-old self, wanting to throw a tantrum.

“Say pwease” he insisted.

You appeased his request, ignoring the laughter of your parents and ever since that day the two of you were inseparable.

Through all the antics the two of you got into together, he maintained his manners, insisting you say please at any occasion possible. He made it a running joke to throughout the next coming years and when you developed a crush on him, it was one of your favorite inside jokes.


You had been sitting on Jeff’s couch on a Thursday night, texting Zach Dempsey about an upcoming project you both had. Jeff was rambling something about the stats David Ortiz, who he taught you was nicknamed Big Papi, had prior to his Red Sox career as he set up the queue for the movies you were watching that night.

You nodded along absentmindedly, more interested in the conversation you and Zach were having. You had steered away from the topic of bio as the few minutes passed and after some flirting, he was asking you about your relationship status, or more specifically if you and Jeff were a thing.

You were going on a six-year crush on the baseball player, a one-sided crush, which you needed to get over. And unlike Jeff who had a date every other week, you never really established a love interest outside of him. Jeff had filled in as your date to everything, as a friend of course, but once you both made it through a few middle school dances it became a routine.

Just as you came to a conclusion your phone was snatched out of your hands.

“Jefff” you whined as you fought to get your phone back.

“You weren’t even listening to me”

He kept his arm up keeping you at a distance as he scrolled through your texts.

“Let’s see who’s getting all your attention”, he said, a smirk plastered on his face.

You huffed sitting back, placing your legs on his lap watching his face contort into a confused expression.

“Can I have my phone back now?” You asked, clearly annoyed.

“Are you gonna tell him no?” Jeff answered, completely ignoring your request.

“What?”

“No, like not available, as in not going on a date with him?”

You pursed your lips slightly amused.

“No.”

“Good for a mo-” he started, halfway to giving your phone back.

“No as in I’m going on a date with him”, you say taking your phone before he could tighten his grip again.

“Why?” Jeff persisted.

“Why not?” You challenged.

This was one of the few times you and Jeff disagreed on something. It rarely happened with anything bigger than what movie you were watching or who got to control the aux cord on the way back from school.

“I don’t like him.”

You rolled your eyes looking back at your childhood friend. Sitting up you adjusted your seat on the couch as he moved closer to you.

“Well now you’re just lying.”

“Y/N, cmon. You’re my date to Winter Formal, AND our parents are already expecting us to go to prom together, don’t ruin it.” He pleaded placing a hand on your leg.

“Glad to know our parents are the sole reason for that. You can go with someone else you know…” you muttered. You crossed your arms over your chest ignoring the pout that was forming on Jeff’s lips.

He sighed as he dropped his head.

“You know I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I don’t even know why you care so much, you go on dates all the time!”

“Not with you!” He practically shouted.

You stopped looking at your best friend, searching his eyes for any kind of hidden meaning.

“Yeah, I get it. I go on a lot of dates, and I talk to a lot of girls, and I’ve slept with-”

“Don’t need to know that” you interrupted.

He smiled at you, letting out a brief laugh.

“But I like you, I’ve liked you for way too long now and I go out with all those girls because you don’t feel the same way. Which is fine, I just…I guess…I…just wanted you to…not-”

“Not go out with anyone else?” You asked filling in the end of his sentence.

He nodded sheepishly a pink blush now falling onto his cheeks. He avoided your questioning gaze and for the first time, you saw Jeff nervous about his feelings.

“You never asked me”, you said.

You offered him a soft smile as his head snapped back up to see you.

“So yes?” He questioned, clearly trying to hide his excitement.

“I don’t know Atkins, you still haven’t asked me.” You teased.

“Go on a date with me, go on a date with me, go on a date with me” He repeats placing kisses all over your face.

You can’t contain your laughter as he basically tackles you onto your back. He hovers over you waiting for your answer.

You bit your lip and whisper out, “Say please”

A smile spreads wide across his face, reminiscent of the first time he used that phrase. He laughs and nods and then he leans in close to you, his lips just a few inches away from yours.

“Pwease?” He whispers back, mocking your initial response.

You bite your lip before placing a hand on his neck and pulling him down for his lips to meet yours.

And it’s everything you’d hoped for when he melts into you, it’s slow and passionate, and god you waited six years for this.

When he pulls away, he pecks your lips again for good measure and then grabs the remote for the TV from the floor. He settles back into you, taking the position as the big spoon, kissing your cheek again, before pressing play on your first movie of the night.

And as the opening credits begin he leans into your ear and laughs before asking, “how long have you been waiting to use that?”

You giggle and look back at him quickly.

“Too fucking long”

anonymous asked:

1 from the prompt list!

1.     We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.

You can’t ignore the butterflies you get when he gently puts a hand on your lower back when you walk through a door. You can’t stop the blush from rising to your cheeks when he tells you that you look really nice tonight. You can’t hide the smile that spreads across your lips when he shows up at your house in the middle of the night with a box of milk duds and a thermos of green tea, because he knows just what to get to successfully bribe you to wake up hang out with him.

“Y/n, come on, this jet lag is killing me I’m so bored!” He pleads after you answer the incessant knocking on your apartment door.

“It’s three in the fucking morning. Just pop a couple melatonin gummies and pass the fuck out.” You groan, rubbing your sleepy eyes.

“Those don’t work on me anymore. C’mon, babe, we haven’t had a Shawn + Y/n night in so long.” He pushes past you and sets his treats for you on the coffee table of the living room. Your body freezes at the word ‘babe’, but he seems unmoved, so you try your best to brush it off.

“Yeah, that’s because you’re a little busy being all rockstar around the world.” You tease back at him, but closing the door to signify that you’re giving in.

Shawn makes himself comfortable on the couch, and you walk past him and to the freezer where you grab his favorite gelato that you’ve been saving for him to get home from tour. You make your way back to the couch and sit on the side opposite to him, handing him his gelato and a spoon, and taking the box of milk duds from him that he has already cracked into.

“No way! Where’d you find this stuff? I thought Whole Foods stopped selling it?” He looks up at you with a dopey smile plastered on his face and that special sparkle in his eyes that you’ve missed so much.

“They did, I just knew you were coming home soon, so I ordered it so you could have it when you got back. No big deal.” You ramble out, trying to make it sound more nonchalant and friendly than an ‘I’m in love with you and know that this makes you happy, so I had got it specially delivered from Italy so that you could eat it and be happy and then smile, because I am head over heels for your smile, and I want to be the reason for it as often as I can.

“You’re honestly the best,” He responds, moving closer to you to pull you into a hug. It lasts a little longer than normal, and when you pull back, there’s something different about Shawn’s face.

As you’re trying to figure out what it is, you’re blindsided by the feeling of his lips being pressed against yours. You feel his hands cup your cheeks, and you want to submerse yourself in his touch, but you can’t. He’s your best friend. He can’t be kissing you right now.

“Shawn, stop,” You breathe out as you pull back from his kiss.

“I’m sorry, I know, but I just—Y/n, I—”

“Don’t.” You stop him. “You can’t—We can’t do this.”

Shawn looks at you with pleading eyes. “We could… if you wanted to.”

You bring your hands up to rub your face like you’re trying to rub some sense into your brain. “But it’s not that simple, Shawn. We’re just best friends, we always have been just—”

We’re not just friends, and you fucking know it.” He fires out, surprising you with his sudden almost anger. “We’ve never been just friends. It’s always been something more, but you just refuse to admit to yourself that you love me as much as I love you!” 

You’re completely silenced by his words—every thought, feeling, and emotion is coursing through your body. You’re fighting with yourself, because you know he’s right, but you still know why you’ve never done anything about your feelings for him.

“You’re a fucking superstar, Shawn! You’re always gone, always traveling from one country to the next—there’s no way we would work. Even if we tried! It would all go to hell, just like everything always does in my life, and then I would lose you, and I don’t know if I could take that.”

“You wouldn’t lose me, Y/n! You will never lose me. You’ve been with me through this for two years now, and look at us! We’re still together! Don’t give up on us before even giving it a chance!” He brushes some loose hair behind your ear, and lifts up your chin to look at him.

 “Everything isn’t going to change for us, Y/n. You’ve always been my girl, and you always will be. The only thing that is going to be different is now I can hold you like I want to…” He pulls your body against his so that you’re seated snug in his lap. You snuggle into his chest and his arms wrap tight around you.

“and kiss you like I want to…” He whispers as he leans in close to you, connecting your lips again , but this time with the gentlest touch. When he breaks the kiss, he looks down to you with the sparkle in his eyes that you love. “Changing isn’t a bad thing. It never was.”


soz for the cheesy lyric at the end, but like, idk i didn’t know how to end it so like whatever the fuck

Imagine Hannah seeing you at a party

“Hannah, I love your shirt.”

You said as you made your way over, holding a cup of beer.

“Oh this, uh no yours looks way better even if it’s wet.” She smiled while turning her head and looking down before looking back at you.

“Yeah, Zach Dempsey just spilled his drink on me, and by the smell it’s vodka. If I take my shirt off and ring it out we might get a buzz.” You laughed while pulling at the end of your shirt.

Hannah laughed and took a drink of her luke warm beer.

“Hannah, you wouldn’t maybe wanna ditch this party and go back to my place, my mom’s not home and my dad kinda wants me to be a rebellious daughter for once.”

“Oh sweet bra (y/n)!”

“Fuck off Bryce!” You hollered after Bryce as he make a quick turn around the corner.

“So Hannah what’d ya say? You can crash at my place if you want.”

“Uh, yeah. Sure why not. Wait how much did you have to drink?”

“Absolutely nothing I was just holding this so I looked cooler to you. Anyway I didn’t drive, I walked because I didn’t know if I was gonna drink or not.”

“Okay, cool” Hannah smiled as you both left your cups on the window seal and began your way to your house.

Originally posted by alyciadubnamcarey

Auston Matthews #4

PART TWO

Anonymous said: Pls write more Auston Matthews! I live for it! 😊

Anonymous said: Can you please do more Auston Matthews imagines. Your writing is THE best!!

A/N: Honestly I just can’t stop writing Auston imagines and I’m not even sorry.. But also I swear I’m getting to everyones requests!! But yeah, thank you guys!! Hope you liked this :)

Word Count: 1,275

Originally posted by hockeyfanatique

“I can’t believe I’m letting you drag me to this stupid thing,” you grumbled while walking up the driveway with Steph by your side. After hours of trying to get out of being here, here is exactly where you ended up - here being Connor Brown’s house where a handful of people were enjoying some drinks by the fire.

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Requested Imagine 23 Monty

can you do an imagine based on “say you won’t let go” by james arthur with monty? can the imagine be like monty has a very important game but the day before he and the reader had a really bad fight and he’s worried she wouldn’t be at the game, but she’s. and very fluffy at the end?? i love your imagines so much!!!!!!


“Just get out!” Monty shouted at you, making you shake with fright at his booming voice, you picked up your bag and walked out of his house.  You’d just had a massive fight about your friendship with Jeff, Monty gets very protective and jealous when it comes to you and with you being friends with Jeff he gets at his worst, he has it in his head that you have feelings for Jeff and that you’re going to leave him for Jeff, all because you slept over at his, you slept in Jeff bed and he slept on the floor.  You told Monty all about it because you thought he trusted you but he blew his top and told you he never wanted to speak to you again.

You went home and texted Jeff, the only friend you had left.

Monty broke up with me – y/n

Are you serious!? Why!? – Jeff

Because I stayed over at yours last night, he says he hates me and never wants to see my again.  Just a heads up, he might kill you – y/n

I’m sorry y/n he can be such an ass! Don’t worry about me, I’ll talk to him – Jeff

 

You sighed, plopping your head on your pillow and crying yourself to sleep.  The next day you lay in bed all day, not answering anyone’s texts or calls.  You thought hard about the game tonight, it was the biggest game of the season, Monty had talked about it for weeks and how excited he was to see you in the crowd, although now you wondered if you should go.  You thought about it all day and decided not to go, just as your phone buzzed.

I don’t know how today’s game will go, Monty might just kill all the opposing team.  He’s already punched 4 lockers – Jeff

 

You sighed and decided you had to go, just to see if Jeff was exaggerating a little bit, he was desperately trying to get you both in the same room together, he felt guilty about your break up.  You got dressed and headed towards to playing field. “Y/N!” Jess shouted from the parking lot as you got out your car, you waved and walked over “What happened??” she asked gasping “Long story, Monty being a typical ass” you reply not wanting to go into details “seriously girl I don’t know why you put up with him” she said flippantly “Because I fucking love him” you say back in an offended tone, she snorted a laugh and walked away “you better let him know then” Zach said from behind you, turning round he gave you a small smile “seriously he’s a mess”.

Monty sat in the men’s bathroom getting more and more angry at himself “she’s not going to be here, I’m going to pay terribly and I’ll get kicked from the team” he thought to himself, he needed you to be watching to relax and play well.  “Dude we gotta go now!” Bryce shouted banging on the door, groaning Monty got up and reluctantly left the cubicle and out of the bathroom “forget about her for now man, we have to win” Bryce said hitting Monty’s back making him want to punch him endlessly.  He walked onto the field with his team mates, he zoned out most of the game not caring about how it played out if you weren’t there.  “Monty do something!” Bryce shouted across the field, but he didn’t care, he just kept thinking about how he told you he hated you, he hated himself now for saying it because he’d never told you he loved you he was too scared to let go of his freedom, you were a laid back girlfriend you see, he could party after games and hang out at Bryce’s for days on end and you hardly bothered him, you trusted him completely and knew when he needed space – and al you wanted was to hang out with your best friend in the most platonic way and he accused you of the worst.  

“Monty if you keep playing like this, you’re off for the game!” the coach shouted, you knew it would break his heart if he was benched, you weren’t sure if he wanted to see you but it was worth a try, you stood in your usual spot when he played so he could find you and turned on the torch on your phone, holding it up.  After around 5 minutes of switching arms because they were getting sore, Monty finally glanced up and his eyes locked with yours, smiling you put your arm back down and gave him a little wave, he gave you a nod and instantly focused deeply on the game, bringing himself back.  It was all he needed, some people need music to work out, and he needed you watching to play.  

The game finished and they won.  You rushed to the parking lot to wait by your car, knowing Monty wouldn’t take long in the showers.  “what happened dude, it’s like someone stuffed a firework up your ass!” Bryce joked at Monty he just shrugged, took off his kit and rushed out.  You say Monty walking towards you, he hadn’t even showered, your heart quickened as you worried he’d be angry you came but he marched right up to you and kissed you hard, pulling away you looked confused “I didn’t mean what I said, I can’t believe I said it” he told you holding his breath you just smiled, “I’ve been very good to you Montgomery, don’t treat me like that again, please” you reply looking at him smugly “Never! I know it doesn’t sound like much but I didn’t beat up Jeff?” he tried to think of a way he’d gotten better since being with you “and would that be because you needed him for the game?” you asked and he looked defeated “okay maybe but I still didn’t!” he protested making you laugh “I’m so in love with you, And I hope you know” he blurted out making you give him a shocked look “I love you too Monty, you know that” you replied “Yes I know, because you’re not a coward and actually show me love and affection but I’ve been a lousy boyfriend and never given you what you deserve” he told you “get in the car my love” you said smiling at him and he got in the passenger side as you drove him to your house.  “You left clothes here, you can shower and get ready for the party if you want?” you ask him walking into your house and he tightly wrapped his arm around your waist “I’m not going, im staying here with you” he said matter of fact making you smile “De La Cruz missing a party?” you joke and he laughs “Just say you won’t let go” he whispered pulling you closer to him “I won’t Monty, don’t let me go” you replied, he smiled whole heartedly at you and kissed you deeply. You spent the rest of the night cuddling and watching movies, you lost count the amount of times he said I love you, you had a feeling he wouldn’t stop now.

Have a good night ;) – Jeff.
You just laughed at his text, as he obviously noticed neither of you at the party.



Hope this is okay!

Originally posted by 50shadesofjaredleto


It was dark outside but it felt darker in my mind.
I sat outside looking up into the sky, I became jealous of the twinkling light from the stars amongst the black background. I wished that’s what it was like, I wished that’s what it felt like in my mind, that even through all the darkness there were specs of light.
I pressed the home button on my phone checking the time, 2am.
I let out a heavy sigh and made my way back inside the apartment and back into bed. Bringing the blankets up to my chin and my knees curled to my chest, I close my eyes and try my best to fall asleep knowing I have to be up in four hours to start the day. 

I groan as my alarm blares from the bedside, I grab my phone and snooze it. I roll on my back, rub my burning eyes and lay there until your alarm sounds five minutes later.
I bring my feet to the cold tile and proceed to the bathroom in order to start getting ready for the day. I throw my hair in a bun and apply a little amount of makeup before heading out the door in black jeans and a black t-shirt.

I pulled up to the coffee shop I worked at and headed inside, I get behind the counter and throw on an apron. The store doesn’t open for another thirty minutes but I let a few special customers in early to beat the crowd, paparazzi and fans.
The knock on the front door is my cue and I go unlock the front door and let the two men in, wearing sweatshirts and sunglasses like always. 

“Good morning Shannon, Jared.” I lock the door once they are in. 

“Morning.” Shannon’s tired voice is deep and he yawns right after he speaks. 

“Good morning.” Jared is a little more awake as he pulls the sweatshirt off and tucks his sunglasses in his pocket. 

I get back behind the counter and start their usual order, the old manager used to do this for them and she let me in on the secret once she moved and left me in charge.
Jared comes and leans on the ‘pick up’ counter while Shannon takes a seat at one of the tables close by. 

“You didn’t sleep again, huh?” Jared keeps his voice low. 

I roll your eyes at him, “You look nice today too, Jared.“ 

He pats his hand against the counter softly to get my attention, “You know I didn’t mean it like that, you always look nice but I can see it in your eyes.“ 

“Here you go Shannon.” I place the drink next to Jared’s arm ignoring his comments but I can feel his eyes on my every move. 

Jared picks up the coffee and takes it to Shannon who gives me a nod with a smile.
Jared makes his way back to the counter and leans forward on it again. 

“Why didn’t you call? I told you it doesn’t matter what time of the morning or night.” He lets out a sigh as I give him the look to drop it. 

“Here.” I set his cup down a little harder than usual. 

“Look, I didn’t mean…” I cut him off. 

I move so I can lean against the counter as well lean close enough so he can hear me whisper, “I know, but you have to stop this. I can’t run to you when things are bad, you won’t be here forever.“ 

I come back around the counter and Shannon gets up and follows me to the front door, he pulls me into a quick hug and says thanks for the coffee, he starts walking up the street. Jared stops at the door and pushes it closed, I can feel his stare as he is waiting for me to look up at him.
I break my stubbornness and meet his icy eyes. 

“Everything will be fine, whatever is going on up there.” He uses his pointer finger to gently tap my temple, “Will be just fine." 

He goes and catches up with Shannon and I leave the door unlocked for the day.



-flashback-

I had just met with my manager and she had told me she was promoting me because she was moving, I was excited about the position and the new income but she mentioned a few special customers that come in a few times a week before hours and she wanted to introduce us before she left. 

"OK, so they are big time and they love the our coffee big time. It’s usually two of them, they are brothers but occasionally the older one comes in alone and vice versa.” Kerri, my manager, tells me to sit at the table with her using her hands to motion the open seat. 

“Oh, ok. So what, what do I do?” I can feel the anxiety start to spike inside me. 

“Just treat them like regulars, they are regular people and we have created a really good relationship and I don’t want to lose that. You know 30 Seconds To Mars, yeah?” A grin appears on her face probably in response to my own facial expression. 

“You’re kidding?” My mouth is hung open and I can’t configure another sentence. 

“No, I’m not sweetie. For the next month I’ll have you come here early and I’ll let you make their drinks and meet them. They come, they get coffee and sometimes talk and then they go before we open to avoid the crowds.” She hands me a set of keys for the coffee shop, “It’s yours now. You’ll do great, ok? Everything will be just fine." 

We both stand and she pulls me in for a hug.
I’ve been working for Kerri for almost two years and we have grown to become close friends. This move wasn’t just hard on the business, it was hand on me personally.

The next week the Leto brothers come in everyday, the first day I was a nervous mess and thankfully they were extremely kind about it. They stayed longer than usual to talk and get to know me a little bit and to make me feel at ease.
They both were pretty quiet about themselves which is understandable.
The next few days go by and it definitely got easier to be around them but not necessarily easier to look at them.
Jared with the long ombré hair and bright blue eyes, even first thing in the morning they were brighter than the sky.
Shannon with his darker demeanor and hazel eyes that are much more piercing in person than in pictures. 


The month passes and things are going just fine between me and my new customers. They come in pretty constantly but they both gave me their number just in case they decide not to come in so I could sleep in if I wanted, little do they know sleep is an enemy of mine.
My personal spiral started after the first month, once Kerri left, I noticed it but I pushed it aside because really there wasn’t much I could do.
I slept a lot less or didn’t sleep at all, went to work came home and sat in my bed till the sun was visible again.
I added more and more makeup to hide the bags under my eyes, I hated taking sleeping pills but I needed it.
Three times a week I would take one as soon as I got home and the other four nights were restless.
This night was far worse, nothing would calm the voices and a pill didn’t even dull me.
I got up and threw on a sweatshirt, my body ached with every movement. I barely remember driving to the coffee shop, I don’t even remember unlocking the door or going inside. When my mind finally let me remember it was me tucked behind the counter. I sat there with my knees to my chest, my forehead pressed against them and my fingers linked together on the back side of my head.
I was sniffling, my eyes were shut tight and I could feel the ache in my chest start to become unbearable. I take a deep breath in and it’s shaky, I hear the front door open and I freeze hoping whoever it is will leave. 

“Hello?” Jared’s voice rang out.

I curl my arms around myself hoping he won’t see me, I hear his steps getting closer and he leans over the counter.
I hear him gasp and he quickly jumps over the counter, he crouches down next to me and his arm drapes over my shoulder pulling me close to him.

“What happened? Are you ok?” He pulls me into him tighter. 

He smells good, like a warm day and he feels warm against my cold skin. As his arms wrap around me a sharp inhale leaves me, I press my face into his chest as I sink down into him. His hands are griping my arms and he hums a soft melody above my head. 
He doesn’t ask another question and he doesn’t let go.
He just stays there with me behind the counter until I shift in his grip minutes later. He releases my arms and I sit back with my head against the counter, I can feel his eyes on me but I keep mine closed. I wipe under my eyes with my hands and leave them covering my face until my breathing calms. 

“I’m fine.” I finally whisper.

He shifts closer to me and pulls my hands away from my face, “Do you expect me to believe that?” His eyes meet mine.

I feel like the tears are going to roll down my cheeks again as he stares at me, I pull my arm away from him gently and he lets go.

“Look, or, or don’t look at me but listen. I’m here, right here. I haven’t known you long but it feels like I have, and I can’t just leave you like this. Let me get someone to cover your shift and I’ll take you out for the day, clear your head. Is that ok?” His hand moves to rest it on mine but he stops himself and puts it back on the floor. 

I nod, that’s all I can do and let out a deep breath. He stands up next to me and he reaches his hand down to help me up, I take it and he pulls me to my feet.

“Who should I call?” He looks around for any kind of employees names or information. 

“I-I can text someone.” My voice is barley above a whisper.

He nods and walks around the counter and waits for me, I follow behind him and we both leave through the front door and I lock it behind us. 
We begin a silent walk to his place, he puts his hood up and sunglasses on and gives me a faint smile.
I return with a half smile myself, he seems so inviting all the time and his smile draws me in more. 
We don’t say a word during the walk but it doesn’t feel awkward, it feels nice. 
We get to his place and I try not to be blown away by the size as he holds the front door open for me. 

“I’m going to get a few things, I’ll be down in a minute. You can have a seat wherever or help yourself to anything, Shannon isn’t here so don’t be scared.” He lets out a bit of a laugh as he runs up the stairs.

I walk through the house a little bit but I still get the nervous feeling so I just sit on the couch until Jared comes back down the stairs.

“Ready?” He pops up around the corner.

I nod, “Your house is gorgeous.” 

“So are the things in it.” He smiles and opens the front door for us to walk out. 

“I’d love a tour someday.” I walk past him and wait to follow his next move.

“So would I.” He says in a low whisper.

He nods his head for me to follow him, we walk around the front of his house and he presses a button to unlock the black vehicle parked in the driveway. He open the car door for me and then closes it once I’m seated, he walks to the driver side and gets in. 

“So, talk to me. Tell me things about you. Where did you grow up? What are your dreams? Favorite desserts?” He laughs and smiles at me and I join him with a soft laugh.

The car ride is full of questions that we pass back and forth to each other, nothing too personal but it was nice getting to know some of the small details of him. He was even more interesting than he looks.
We pull up to a beach and it’s completely empty, he gets out of the car quickly and opens my door for me before getting into the trunk of his car and pulling out a bright red blanket.

“You like the beach?” He stops in front of me waiting for my response. 

I nod, again, and he grabs my hand and starts running towards the water, I stumble with the first few steps and laugh, Jared looks back at me with a grin on his face, before we hit the water he drops the blanket. 
He continues to run and the waves hit us, I let out a small scream from the water being colder than expected. Jared never lets go of my hand as we run into the waves till the ocean water hits my waist. 
We stop an stand there, my black shirt and pants soaked and my hair falling out of the bun I had this morning. Jared’s t-shirt clinging to him and his jeans falling lower from being so heavy. 
A smile spreading across my face as the waves hit us lightly and the sun hits my skin. I look over at Jared and his eyes were already on me, he gives me a nod to head back and with our hands still locked we turn around and fight the water to get back to the beach. 
I slip and fall and we laugh as he hold me up, his hand wraps around my waist and I try to ignore the sensation it sent through my body. 

Once we reach the beach I take my shoes and socks off and he does the same, he throws open the red blanket and we sit in the center of it, he grabs one side of it and I grab the other to wrap it over our shoulders. 

“Wanna talk about anything in particular?” He doesn’t look my way, we both stay watching the waves.

I take a deep breath, “Thank you.” 

He chuckles, “You’re welcome.” He puts his arm around my shoulder and I rest my head against him.

A few moments go by and I can’t keep my mouth sealed, “It doesn’t happen all the time, it just builds up and well, eventually I break and then start over again. Sometimes it can take months, other times it takes days. I’m a messy person.” I can feel the lump in my throat grow as I realize how much I just let out.

"You’re allowed to be messy. People find beauty in the mess and that’s everything you are. Beautiful.” He turns his head to look at me.

I try to keep my focus on the ocean in front of us but I can’t, I look at him and as soon as our eyes meet his lips are on mine. I don’t push in and I don’t pull away, instead I close my eyes. It’s a moment of bliss, my heart beating fast and my body feels like it’s somewhere else. He pulls away and I open my eyes to meet his again.

”I’m sorry.” He stutters out but doesn’t look away.

“It’s, uh, it’s fine. Really.” I try to find the right words.

He lets out a sigh and turns back to the waves. I’m thankful he left his shoulder around me because it was starting to get cold, he pulled the blankets closer around us once he noticed.
We stayed there in silence for a few moments until he finally broke it.

“Are you hungry?” He whispers. 

“A little bit.” I whisper back.

He stands up and reaches down for my hand, I grab onto it and he pulls me up. He picks up the blanket and holds it under his arm as we walk back to his car, he tosses it in the trunk and opens the door for me again, I get in and he follows to the driver side.
The car ride starts out quiet, nothing awkward, just peaceful. 

“I think everyone has their own mess. I’m a mess too, I hide it as well. I’m not trying to say that my problems are yours but I just want you to know that you’re not alone.” He pulls up to his house just as he finishes his sentence. 

“I. thank you Jared.” I whisper back.



And that was the start of it all. That was the start of me falling in love with someone so completely out of my league but also someone I still had to see almost every single day, someone who I would constantly have to push away. He always seems flirty, more caring but he’s like that with just about everyone, so again, I push him away.

I finish the day at the coffee shop and get in my car to head home, I have four missed calls from Jared once I check my phone and my heart sinks and I roll my eyes. I never know how to feel about him.
I quickly call him back.

"Jared? Everything ok?” I ask as soon as I hear him answer.

“I’m great actually! I wanted to ask you if you were busy Saturday night? Not like a date or anything, we have a small concert just doing a few songs and then I was thinking we’d all go get some dinner. If you’re free.” He clears his throats as he realizes how fast he was talking.

"Actually that sounds perfect! It’s been a while since I’ve seen you guys play and I could use a night out. Don’t get weird though.” I laugh.

“I’ll have a car pick you up!” He ends the call with a click so I can’t argue with him.


Saturday comes around and I dress is torn up black jeans and a blue faded t-shirt with black boots, I wear my hair down for the first time in a while and apply a thin winged liner and a nude lipstick.
I hear a knock on the door and I peep through window, it’s the driver. I open the door and he’s professional and walks me down to the limo out front. I laugh to myself and get in the back of the limo as the driver holds the door open for me. Once I’m seated I pull my phone out and text Jared.

“I said don’t be weird. And here I am sitting in a limo.” I put my phone in my pocket as I’m sure he is in rehearsal.

The limo comes to a stop and it’s the back of a building, a studio. I begin thinking just how small this gif is. The driver comes around and opens the door for me, he tells me to walk through the door he’s parked in front of and then take the second left. I thank him and walk inside and make the second left.
I walk in the small studio and there are about thirty chairs set out in front of the small recording area that has its set spots for Jared, Shannon and Tomo.
There are a few open seats and I take one of the ones left in the front. I smile at a few people around and then the lights get a little brighter, the three guys come and take their place and the crowd of thirty sounds like hundreds.
Jared makes a few announcements about the recording and the songs they are going to do, he asks people to stay quiet until the very end because they are doing a live recording, he makes some jokes and then they start to play.
About five songs in Jared stops and pulls his phone out, people laugh and he smiles and looks up at me, I know he just read my text.

“I always knew there was something about you. I just need you to listen to these words of this last song and then tell me what you feel.” He slides his phone in his pocket and stared at me.

I can feel his eye on me and I also feel my cheeks go red from his text, I nod towards him so he knows I got it and the show continues.
The music starts and I instantly know it’s one of their cover songs. My heart sinks once the first few words leave his mouth, my entire being feels like I’m having an out of body experience and I can feel my throats going dry from trying to hold back the tears.

“Stay” by Rihanna, that’s the song that he wants me to pay attention to and I do. I listen to every word that comes out of his mouth and with each moment it becomes harder and harder to hold myself together.
The words flow out of his mouth, his voice is soothing yet the words are breaking down all my walls. His eyes are closed as he sings and when it finally ends his eyes open up to me.
I can’t help it, I get up and walk toward him the guards try to push me back but Jared tells them to let me through. I run up to him, tears falling down my cheek, and kiss him.
My arms fall around his shoulders and his hands pull my waist into him. He kisses back harder, our lips pulling apart and meeting back together again. A smile comes over him during the kiss and he pulls away slightly.

“There is definitely something about you and I need you. I think about you everyday and I hope you’re ok every second I’m not with you. I don’t want to fix you, I just want to be there to hold the pieces of you till you’re ready to be put back together.” He whispers against my lips.

I kiss him again, “I’ve always felt this way about you. I just never knew, I didn’t know how..” I whisper back but he cuts me off.

“Lets get out of here baby.” He pecks me once more.

The small crowd is clapping and cheering, Jared walks by them and signs things for the fans but his one hand never leaves my waist.
We walk out of the small studio, his hand still on my waist.
My thoughts seem like a mess but beautiful things are found in messes.

🖤

I Can’t Do This Anymore // Draco Malfoy

“Y/N, please stop walking away from me!” Draco called out sternly, trying not to raise his voice too loudly in the empty hallway. 

I stopped and turned around. “I can’t do this anymore Draco, I can’t keep hiding our relationship.” I say, trying my best to hold back tears.

“Y/N, you know why I don’t-” I cut him off. 

“The only reason that’s in the way of our relationship being out in the open, is your ego just because we’re in different houses. I feel like I’m not even important to you.” I replied.

“Our relationship is nobody else’s business. I’m not interested in being the topic of everyone’s conversation.” Draco responded, growing more frustrated. “And don’t start with that. Of course you’re important to me. I think about you all the time when we’re not together. I want to be with you. But not while everyone judges our relationship.” 

“Draco, it hurts me so much when you ignore me in front of everyone, you don’t even look at me if we’re in public.” I say, feeling tears stream down my face. 

“Y/N, please -” 

“What’s going on?” Draco was cut off by his Slytherin friends approaching us with suspicious expressions on their faces.

 “And what are you doing with a Ravenclaw, Draco?” Pansy pug face scoffed. 

I looked at him, giving him the opportunity to come clean to his friends. We held each others gazes for a few more seconds before he responded. 

“Nothing, I was just telling her off for bumping into me.” Draco lied through his teeth. 

I glare at him, not caring that my face is probably a mess by now. “We’re over Draco.” I say loud enough for all his friends to hear, and then leave to my common room as fast as possible. 

Part two. 

please let me know if you’d like me to write more short fics! i know this is short but this is the first time im publishing an imagine so it would be great if you can message me your feedback and feel free to send in some prompts as well 

Auston Matthews #16

Requested by Anon:  Hey!! I love absolutely everything you write!! I was wondering if you could write a Auston Matthews one were he’s sad about his goal drought and the reader comforts him or something like that. ❤️❤️

*Hiii!! OMG This was from such a long time ago! I can’t believe I missed this one. I’m so so sorry and thank you very much. This is very sweet, I guess. I hope you like it! Enjoy. :)*

Word count: 830

Originally posted by mttymrts

The door banging had gotten so normal in your house that when it happened again, a few seconds ago, you didn’t even flinch anymore. The first time Auston banged the door, you almost fell from the couch – it literally sounded like a bomb went off, just imagine the power those massive muscles held. Now, though, you can sleep through the night even if he banged his way down to the living room.

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Mitch Marner imagine

This precious human being just needs to adopt a billion puppies, okay ?!

500 words

Originally posted by marntthews

“Honey, I’m home!”

Mitch shouted from the house. You turned around startled. He wasn’t supposed to be home yet. 

“I’m in the backyard. Do not come out here!”

You turned back to the puppy you were holding and held him higher so he could look into your face. 

“You need to stay quiet, okay?”

The puppy just looked at you so you put it down to his siblings. 

You quickly ran into the house before Mitch could walk out. 

“Hey babe.” 

He hugged you and gave you a quick kiss. 

“Why am I not supposed to go into the backyard?” 

You unwrapped his arms around you and stepped away. 

“It’s a surprise. Just, stay here. And don’t move. Or look.”

He put his hands over his eyes, still smiling. You quickly ran upstairs and took the missing piece of your surprise. You ran back down and saw that Mitch still had his hand over his eyes. 

Putting puppies into baby bodysuits was not as hard as you had imagined but it still wasn’t easy. After you finished you walked back into the house and took Mitch’s hands. 

“Can I look?”

You laughed and lead him to the backyard. 

“Now, before you open your eyes, they really really really needed a home and I just couldn’t let them get separated.” 

“What are you…”

He opened his eyes and trailed off. On your lawn six tiny Golden Retriever-Lab puppies in Maple Leafs baby bodysuits were playing. 

“Puppies!”

You watched in amusement as your totally most definitely 6” tall boyfriend dropped down to let your newest family members run all over him. 

“Where did you get them?” 

He was holding the puppy you nicknamed Auston in his arms. You bent down and picked up Mo and held him close. 

“My old neighbors dog had them and they were looking for a new home. I found out the last time I was visiting my parents so I kinda just told them we’d take them.”

Mo wiggled a bit so you let him down. 

“That one is Mo,” You pointed to him. “And the one you are holding is Auston.”

He let the puppy go and stood up. 

“You named them after my team?”

“Yeah. There’s Mo, Auston, Willy, JVR, Jake, and Junior.”

“Junior?”

You went and picked up puppy Mitch and brought him over to human Mitch. 

“Mitchell, meet your new son, Mitch Junior.”

He nearly dropped the puppy at that. 

“Holy shit, I’m a dad.”

You lightly punched his shoulder. 

“No swearing in front of the children.”

He put Junior down and pulled you into his arms. 

“If I’m dad does that mean you’re mom?”

Instead of answering you kissed him. 

“I can’t believe we’re parents now babe. But why did you have to name them after my team.”

“It meant the world to me and you ruined it”

Request: Could you do a carl gallagher imagine based on the prompt “It meant the world to me and you ruined it.” pls!!!

Warnings: fluffy lil Carl, fight scene

Pairing: Carl Gallagher x Reader

Word Count: 695

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It was boring Friday and you were at school in maths, it was the last class of the day but the class had seemed to be taking forever. It felt like you had been in this drab classroom for hours when in fact it had only been 30 minutes. 

You had been staring at the clock when you saw someone walk into the classroom and up to the teacher, the teacher called out for you “Y/N, to the office” You didn’t know what you had done to earn this but you got up, packed your stuff up and followed the boy down the hall. You decided that if it took you long enough to get to the office you wouldn’t have to go, so you began to walk as slow as you could possibly manage. 

The boy had noticed that you were walking slowly so he turned around and gripped onto your wrist.

“Get the fuck off me” You yell at the boy that was trying to drag you by your arm, you yank your arm out of his grasp and as you do you hear something clank to the floor, it was your bracelet.

“You fucking broke my bracelet” You were furious at the situation and didn’t know how to deal with it, you had never been one for supressing your rage. “You pompous ass hat” You were now screaming at the boy, you were grinding your teeth in anger and your nails were digging into your palms. You had to do something to stop yourself from hitting him.

He reaches for your arm again and you automatically slap it away. “Don’t fucking touch me” You push at his chest as he tries to get you to be quiet, shushing you as you scream at him, you kneel to the floor to pick up the pieces of your now broken bracelet.

“It meant the world to me and you ruined it” You began to stand up the bracelet pieces in your now bawled up fists, you were absolutely furious. Carl had given that bracelet to you for your birthday, you knew how hard it had been for Carl to save up and buy it for you and now it was broken. Carl had also been out of class at this time and wasn’t too far behind you when this had all gone down, you knew as soon as you saw him he would be over here in seconds. You wanted to beat the shit out of this kid yourself for breaking the bracelet and for touching and pulling at you but you had to keep your cool, you didn’t want to get suspended. 

“Hey asshole” It was Carl walking up behind you, he looked pissed. The boy looked like he was going to shit his pants, everyone knew not to mess with Carl. Carl walked up to the boy and punched him in the face, after this it didn’t take long for a fight to break out in front of you. You didn’t want to stop the fight but you knew you had to, so you decide to pull Carl off the boy who was now on the floor with a bloody nose.

“Fuckin’ touch her again and you will end up with much worse injuries next time” He spat at him, walking away after one more kick to the stomach. You grabbed Carl by the arm and you quickly ran away with Carl right behind you.  

“He broke the bracelet you bought me” You both had finally stopped running and were on the road just past the school. You hold up the pieces of the bracelet to show Carl and he reaches forward to puts your hands in his. “We can just get it fixed, no need to cry over spilt milk” he smirks at me.

“But there is a reason to fight over a broken bracelet?” You smirk at him and he playfully pushes your shoulder “It was hot though”

“Anything to protect you, babygirl” He is the one smirking now, he leans in and gives you a quick peck on the lips before youse begin to walk off to Carls house.

The Amazing Adventures of Max

Originally posted by peterparkerimagine

Tom Holland:

Gifs not mine.

A/N: An original piece, hope you guys enjoy this one as much as you enjoyed “Lady In Red.”

“Dear Spider-Man, you’re my favorite superhero in the whole comic book universe! I’m writing this letter because I’m really sick and even though I know you are busy saving the world it would be supercool if you came to see me, I’m Max Philip Kyle… I’m 8 years old and I have leukemia the doctors told my god mother that I won’t be able to make it to my 9th birthday which is 2 months from today and I know she’s scared and worried about me… she told me that writing a letter to you didn’t sound silly, she always believes in me, she’s been like a mother to me since I was 2 and I love her so much, I don’t want to leave her alone in this world , so Spider-Man do you think you could protect her when I’m gone cause that would make me so happy… I love her so much and she needs someone to save her from the mean world… I know you’re busy, but she told me it wouldn’t hurt to try… well thank you for reading this Spider-Man. Love your biggest fan Max.
P.S if you could bring the rest of the avengers and Loki that would be awesome!” Tom read out to the cast of the avengers, sad faces and tears were seen throughout the whole room “We’ve got to go, at least for one day.” Tom said folding the paper and putting it in his back pocket, when he looked up everyone was gone , grabbing their suits and props handing Tom his Spider-Man suit. 

Tom punched in the address of the hospital where the letter was sent from “We’re looking for a young kid named Max Kyle , what room is he in?” Tom said looking at the nurse through his costume not wanting to waste any time “Third floor, 307. He’s in a private room, women with him really loves him.” The nurse said looking over the people in the Avengers costumes, but they didn’t want time to chat they all rushed for the third floor and once they reached his room they noticed the quiet dead air, when they walked in slowly they saw a little boy flipping through the mute channels in the arms of a woman who was fast asleep once Max had saw them he slowly sprung him from the bed into a sitting position “NO WAY!” He yelled causing the woman to jolt up holding him tightly but she let out a sigh of relief when she knew he wasn’t in any pain “Spider-Man, Iron Man, Captain America, Winter Solider, Falcon, Hawkeye, Vision, Scarlet Witch, Thor, Hulk, Black Widow, & LOKI! This is so awesome!” Max said smiling so hard he couldn’t believe his eyes “Hey buddy I got your note and I read it with all my friends, we all knew we had to meet a super kid like you. So is this your god mother that you love so much?” Tom said in his American accent trying not to break character, when he looked over to you he noticed how truly beautiful you had long(short) (Y/H/C) hair and beautiful big eyes his mouth was slightly open “Yeah, this is my god mother (Y/N), and this is Peter Parker or better known as Spider-Man.” Max said introducing them, (Y/N) smiled at the boy moving his face back from his forehead planting a kiss on it “Well I’m glad you received his letter and brought your friends with you Spider-Man.” She said smiling looking at the entire cast in front of her “I hope you brought a change of clothes.” (Y/N) said smiling looking at the cast nod. “Well, you can change, it’s hot in the hospital all the time.” Max said happily he was so excited but he felt his body start to collapse under him, but you noticed a change in mood you grabbed his softly laying him down on the bed grabbing his pills and water from the bedside table you kissed him getting up from the bed grabbing the control to put it in a seating position so he would have to balance himself up and hurt him, Max not only had leukemia but his bones were always weaker than other kids his age but regardless of that he always tried to do physical things in a safe measure of time thanks to you always supporting him and believing he could do anything. 

You loved him so much “Can you believe it ? They came!” Max said looking over at the new unmasked and regular dressed avengers but the shine in his eye never left “So tell us about you Max, you know all about us , and that’s an unfair advantage.” Tom said still in the American accent “Well… I love marvel , because of my godmother , she is obsessed with marvel and has been she since was a kid. So one day I saw her watching Civil war and I wanted to see it but she told me I had to watch other movies so we watched Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, Age of Ultron and then Civil war. She was right, but you’re my favorite superhero! I was diagnosed with leukemia when I was 6 years old, umm my mom and dad are always too busy for me. 

The day I got sick in school and threw up they called my parents and they told the school that I would be fine, even though the school said I was puking blood. I mean I wasn’t but anything to get their attention which didn’t work, they then called (Y/N) and on the first ring she picked up and left her job to rush me to the hospital. She was in the middle of an important meeting to get job and they told her if she had left she would be fired, she didn’t even think about it she left and rushed to get me. I love to read especially comic books, (Y/N) gets them for me all the time, and I LOVE food.” Max said with sad eyes but a warm smile. (Y/N) wrapped her arm around him pulling him closer to her “Have your parents come to see you?” Robert asked quietly, that was the exact moment Max broke down in tears shaking his head rapidly causing (Y/N) to wrap her arms around “No but it’s okay because he has me, and now you’re all here for him. Right Maxie?” (Y/N) said looking down at Max who wiped his tears and smiled “Well Max, I think you’re one tough kid, and I would be honored if you would become my sidekick I need a strong kid by my side.” Tom said taking out a Spider-Boy suit and with that he say the boys eyes light up like the Fourth of July “YES!” Max said loudly, Tom handed him the suit smiling along with Max “I hate to interrupt but I need to exam Max & visiting hours are over as well…” Dr. Jensen said gripping his clipboard slightly. 

The Avengers cast nodded, (Y/N) looked at Dr. Jensen who was also motioning for you to exit now this made you worry but you’d learned better then to argue with the Doctor considering they we’re allowing you to stay in the hospital you kissed Max’s forehead before you left. You leaned against the door taking deep breaths “He’s a good kid, he’s really lucky he has someone like you.” Tom said in his regular accent scaring you causing you to jump in fear nearly slipping but Tom caught your hands pulling you up “You’re WAY stronger then you look, has anyone ever told you that?” You asked looking at him in shook because of how close your faces were “Yeah but not someone as beautiful and amazing as you (Y/N).” He said his breath hitting your face his every word caressing your cheek “I’m not all that special, I just think he deserves a better life than the one he has right now, thank you for coming he was so happy writing that letter but he knew you wouldn’t come and then you change his mind and pop out.” You said hugging Tom tightly, he wraps his arm around your waist and this hug is more than just a hug, it’s supporting and acceptance. 

“SPIDER-MAN & (Y/N) ARE YOU GUYS DATING?!” Max yelled with such a happy smile on his face as he rolled out of his room , you were shocked and before you could say anything “Yes, it was supposed to be a surprise for your birthday!” Tom said in his American accent hiding you in his chest laughing “Play along.” Tom whispered and you nodded “Yeah I was just going to ask the doctor if you could go home for one day and watch movies and eat my cooking.” You said looking at Dr. Jensen who nodded slowly “Yes , can all the avengers come?” Max said wheeling his way to hold Toms hand, Tom looked down at him “It’s a date ! ” he said smiling all the avengers laughing and nodding behind him.

 Oh boy this was a night Max won’t forget you thought to yourself as you all started to walk out of the hospital and on your way to your house.

BTS x Foreign S.O

Ok am I the only one thinking that BTS members dating someone whose first language isn’t English would be cute?

I mean, just imagine:

-they would both know the struggle of learning it.
-They would be able to relate to those struggles.
-They would tease each other in their native languages.
-Learning each other’s culture
-Meeting each other’s family and be confused af but then reassure each other that it’s okay
-Looking at each other confused when they don’t understand an English word/phrase/lingo (I dO THIS A LOT OK. ENGLISH IS CONFUSING AF LIKE WHO THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA TO HAVE TOO, TO, TWO AND THERE, THEIR, THEY’RE)
-watching movies in each other’s native language with English subtitles
-Have I mentioned different FOODS
-Srsly the food
-y'all,,, don’t sleep on the food
-If they’re different cultures it means different customs. Just imagine confused BTS when their significant other just walks around the house with their shoes
-cutE NICKNAMES IN NATIVE LANGUAGES
- imaginE IT woULD IT NOT BE CUTE?
-“Jagi you look great!”
-“Thank you, bombón” (That’s Spanish for marshmallow)
-Teaching each other phrases in each other’s languages
-“ok so parlez-vous means what?”
-“can you say it again?”
-“an-nyeong-ha-se-yo”
- “I can’t”
-“you’re doing great”
-“how can I tell your parents that they have an amazing son?”(That would be the S.O saying that)
-“whaT DID YOUR SIBLING SAY ABOUT ME?”
-when they get mad at each other instead of the silent treatment they talk in their native language (I’ve done this before and trust me it’s 10 times more irritating)
-accidentally switching to each other’s native languages while having a casual conversation
-“you did it again” “ah I’m sorry”
-did I mention words oF enDEarMenT iN NaTivE laNguAGe ????
-tesoro (Spanish:treasure)
-jagiya (Korean:honey, sweetie)
-mon cœur (French: my heart)
-princesa/principe (Spanish:my princess/prince)
-ma moitié (French: my other half)
-xiǎo mì táng (Mandarin: little honey)
-mi vida (Spanish: my life)
-schnuckiputzi (German: cute, sweet)
-nifę (Yoruba: love correct me if I'm wrong on this one)

Reggie Mantle x Reader: Too good to be true

A/N: Yay my first riverdale imagine. I hope you guys like this if you do and you have stuff you wanna request please do so. If you want a part 2 of this let me know and I’ll do it. 

Words: 1084

Summary: Reader is shy and mostly keeps to herself when out of nowhere Reggie asks her out but the reader just knew from the begining that it was all just too good to be true.

Today had been a weird day Cheryl was being nice to people Jughead wasn’t as sarcastic as other times but the weirdest thing that had happened was Reggie Mantle had asked you out. You had no idea why you didn’t even know that he knew you existed. You were quite shy and mostly kept to yourself so when he suddenly asked you out out of nowhere you were sure it was a trick.

“I don’t know Reggie. I mean we’ve only ever talked when we worked together for a class project why do you suddenly wanna go out with me?” You asked confused.

“Look I know it’s strange but I’ve liked you ever since you let me borrow you crayons in kindergarten.” He said taking your hand and smiling at you.

“That’s a long time. why haven’t you ever done anything about it earlier?” You asked him smiling a bit.

“I don’t know I-I guess I was scared you wouldn’t like me back.” He said nervously rubbing his neck.

“How am I sure that this isn’t just a joke.” You said seriously considering to say yes.

“You’re not I guess you’re just gonna have to trust me.” He said with a smirk on his face.

“Fine.” You said with a smile.

“What??” He said happily and confused.

“I’ll go out with you.” You said smiling at him.

Reggie smiled at you and intertwined your hands.

“Awesome! I’ll come and pick you up this Saturday.” He said smiling.

“Great I’ll see you then.” You said as you grabbed you stuff and walked out of the classroom he had pulled you in a few minutes ago.

The rest of the week went by surprisingly fast and before you knew it it was Saturday. You had asked Reggie where he was taking you but he told you to just wear something casual. He didn’t tell you exactly where he was taking you because he wanted it to be a surprise. You had just put on some black jeans with nude flats a white top and a jean jacket. You had just finished your make up and hair when you heard the door bell.

“Hey Reggie.” You said after you had opened the door.

“Hey y/n. Wow you look beautiful.” He said making you blush.

“Thanks you don’t look to bad yourself.” You said laughing.

“Thanks, so uh you ready?” He asked stuffing his hands in his pockets.

“Yep all ready to go.” You said as you quickly grabbed your purse and then closed the door.

“So where are you taking me on this fine day?” You asked as he took your hand in his.

“Well I was thinking of just having a nice quite little picnic by sweetwater river.” He said swinging your intertwined hands back and forth.

“Uh yeah sure that sounds like fun.” You said smiling.

After walking for a long time you had arrived at sweetwater river where there was already a blanket on the ground with a picnic basket next to it. You sat down on the blanket as Reggie did the same. You were quite surprised at how much fun the date was. You had expected something totally different when you thought of a date with Reggie. The Reggie that was with you right now was so different from the Reggie that you saw at school everyday and you really liked it.

“You know I really didn’t expect that a date with you would be this much fun.” You said laughing at something he had said.

“Really? Why not?” He asked confused.

“I don’t know, it’s just when I see you at school I just always thought that a date with you would include going to club’s and getting wasted not having a romantic picnic.” You said smiling at him.

“Well there’s a lot of stuff about me that would surprise you.” He said as he leaned in closer to you.

“Well I can’t wait to be surprised.” You said also leaning in more.

The both of you slowly kept leaning in until your lips touched. Reggie put his hand on your cheek while you put both your arms around his neck to pull him closer. After a few minutes both of you pulled away gasping for air.

“And I have been surprised again.” You said with a big smile on your face.

“You’re so beautiful.” Reggie said as he put a piece of hair behind you ear with a huge smile on his face.

You blushed and looked down. You couldn’t believe that this was happening it was like an amazing dream but sadly all dreams come to an end at some point. Your date came to an end faster then you wanted and before you knew it you were standing in front of your house.

“I really had a great time today Reg.” You said smiling.

“Yeah same here.” He said with a smile before looking down.

“Um look y/n there’s just something I need to tell you.” He said looking at you with a sad face.

“Sure what is it?” You asked confused.

“Uh Monday at school I think it’s best for both of us to just pretend that this didn’t happen.” He said looking at you.

“What!?” You said confused and angry as you pulled your hand out of his.

“It’s just for the best. I know how the guys are and if they find out we went on a date they’ll start to bother you and I don’t want that to happen.” He said trying to take your hand again.

“I knew this was too good to be true. You don’t want us to not talk about today because you think they’re gonna bother me. You don’t want anyone to know about us because I’m not popular and if anyone would find out you went out with the shy weird girl your popularity would go down and you can’t have that can you.” You said angrily as you crossed your arms.

“That’s not true I could care less about my popularity. I just know how they are. If they know about us they will try to ruin it and I can’t loose you.” He said almost crying.

“They won’t ruin anything Reggie. You already did that for them.” You said as tears rolled down your face and you walked inside your house and closed the door in his face.

 You just knew the moment he asked you out that it was just too good to be true.

imagine someone inviting you to their house to play pikmin 2 challenge mode but when you walk up to the door you can hear them shout “its unlocked” and as you walk in you are surprised to see they are not there, a few seconds later you hear “dont mind me im just taking a bath before we play” and to your curiosity you walk into the bathroom and theyre bathing in pure soylent

Both Carl and Ron trying to date you would include :

(Wooo more prompts! Wooo Carl and Ron :3 Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owner.)

-Carl thinking he needs to be closer to you so he always invites you over to his house to keep an eye on Judith

-Ron having a feeling like you’re growing apart from him and always dropping by Carl’s house to look at you before deciding to walk in to spend more time with you

-Ron inviting you for dinner at his house while mentioning that his mom is making your favorite meal as Carl is near you

-Carl finding some cute gifts while on a run and always offering them to you as Ron walks by

-Ron hugging you or putting his arm around your shoulders more often as he sees Carl walking by

-Ron telling Carl to back off from you because he claims to be your boyfriend and the two of them end up having a fist fight until you notice and stop them

-Carl inviting you to sneak out of Alexandria and whispering to you about it as Ron is just nearby

-Carl offering to teach you how to use a gun and doing so while being as physically close as he can as his father was training Ron

-Carl telling Ron that you’ll never be interested in him because he doesn’t have anything good to offer you and he can’t even protect you

-The two of them walking to your house with flowers in their hands and fighting to ask you out the moment you open the door

mistress92  asked:

Hello new blog friend! Just saw the ask you wrote for Ducky and it was great! But hm, no flame men on this blog yet. Can't have that! Can you please show how the ut, uf, us,sf, and mt Grillbys would react to coming home and seeing their smol lady s/o walking around their house in nothing but one of the fellas button up shirts? ;o) (lol thank goodness the guys dont have roommates)

UT Grillby: He had a long day at work and comes home exhausted, only to be greeted by your cute, small self, only wearing one of his shirt like a dress, tiptoing over to him and giving him a smal kiss as a greeting. His flames crackle loudly and glow brigther then before. He stands completly still, drinking in your sigth, before swooping you up gently and returning that kiss. He thinks you look very cute.

US Grillby: He is a bit of an excentric fella, and all of his shirts have a colourfull pattern on them. When he comes home the smell of his favorite tee greets hm and he skips over to the kitchen to join you. Beeing the smallest of the flamesman, his shirt reaches barely over the end of you hips, exposing your legs completly. His glasses crack sligthly from the sudden rise in temperatur. He hugs you from behind, and steals one of te tea biscuits you were about to eat. You both are to cute for your own good.

UF Grillby: It was a shitty day, and he comes home grumpy like not often. He normally can keep a cool head, ironically enough, but today was really not his day. He opens the door, and freezes in his tracks. Ho boy, his mood just took a 180° turn. He is the tallest of all of them, and his shirt is reaching almost past your knees, hanging loosely from your shoulders, leaving your neck and parts of your shoulders completly uncovered. He will drape an arm around you and pull you closer to him. He is a slow seducer, even in this kind of moment.

SF Grillby: He is very easily flustered, so when he opens the door, and his eyes fall on you, prepare the fire exinguisher, his flames shoot up to the ceiling, glowing the brightest purple. He will get handsy rigth then and there, and his flames will burn brigther then normally for the rest of the day.

Leaving - Jasper Hale Imagine

Request from  dannidancingdirection:Can you do an angst written imagine with Jasper, where you tell him you can’t be with him because you can’t give up your family? Thanks! I love your blog!

Writer: Admin M


You walked to Jasper’s house, your head hung low. It was time for them to move on and you just couldn’t leave your life behind. You loved him more than anything.

You knocked on the door; your chest tightened when he showed up. “Hey baby.” He said opening the door and pulling you in for a hug, “You ready to go?” He took a second to look at you, “Where’s all your stuff?”

“Let’s go sit down, Jasp.” You led him to the couch, tears welling in your eyes. He sat down and took your hand.

“Is everything alright?” He asked, your stomach clenched.

“I want you to know that I love you more than anything, but I can’t go with you.”

He bit his lip and his gaze fell to the floor, “Is it something I did?” His voice was suffering and it was ripping you apart.

“No. You mean the world to me. I just can’t leave my family behind. I need them.”

His voice broke as he said, “But I need you.” You started to sob as he said this.

“Don’t leave then. Stay with me.” You pleaded and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“I can’t. You know I want to, but people are getting suspicious.” You cried even harder and stood up. You couldn’t bare to be here any longer.

“I love you.” You kissed him one final time and walked out of the house. You felt empty as you left.