checkered blanket

on earth day, she takes you on her favorite hike. you lie on a checkered picnic blanket, enjoying your homemade lunch, and watch scattered clouds race by. you reach over to kiss her cheek and she blushes. there is absolutely nowhere you’d rather be. you walk back in the gathering dusk, distant city lights just starting to glow.

What Are Friends For? {Remus Lupin x Reader} *REQUESTED*

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Sunday afternoons with (Y/n) were mostly spent outdoors, trying to explore the secluded places around the school. (Y/n) did not mind this since she loved being away from all the drama in school and it was the only time she really gets to spend with her boyfriend, Remus Lupin, alone.  

She sat on the checkered blanket he had set up for their picnic by the lake while Remus lied down with his head on her lap.

“How are you today, love?” He smiled, looking up at his girl.

“Splendid, darling. What about you?”

“Good!” He chuckled, opening his mouth as she popped a tiny chocolate in his mouth. His lips closed around the tip of her finger, making her giggle.

“No biting!” She laughed, drawing back her hand and wiping it on her dress. Remus sat up and took a tiny chocolate as well, holding it between his fingers.

“Alright, now it’s your turn.” He smirked and as his hand came close to her lips, he suddenly popped it in his mouth at the last second. She frowned at him while he began to laugh.

“That’s not fair!” She whined.

“Again, again. But this time, close your eyes and open your mouth when I tell you to.”

(Y/n) raised her brow at him suspiciously. “You’re not gonna put a pebble in my mouth now, are you?”

“Of course not. Now close your eyes.”

She did as she was told and waited for his instruction. She wanted to keep one eye open to see what he was trying to do when she felt him kiss her lips lightly.

She opened her eyes and saw the smirk on his face.

“So where’s the chocolate?”

“Come on, you didn’t find that at least a bit sweet?”

“Well, I wasn’t able to taste anything. Maybe you should try again.”

“Now, you’re just playing with me.”

(Y/n) laughed at Remus who pretended to look angry, his arms crossed and his lips in a cute pout. She wrapped her arms around him and lied down on the blanket with him, watching the clouds move slowly. Remus pulled her closer to him, nuzzling his nose in her hair.

“You know, when I was a kid, I thought the cotton candy was stolen from the clouds.” She said, making him lift his head and look at her amusingly.

“Mm, you know what I think?”


“I think your parents stole the stars and placed them in your eyes.”  Remus smiled, twirling her hair around his finger. She snorted at his pick up line and rolled her eyes.

“Haha. Try again.”

“Hm, I think your parents stole the–”

“Seriously? What is it with my parents stealing things?” She grinned at him.

“Because you stole my heart, (Y/n).” Remus said with a straight face. (Y/n) watched him and tried to bite her lip to force herself from smiling but she could not take it. She chuckled and felt her cheeks blush at his words.

“That was very smooth, Lupin.”

He smiled and kissed her lips once more which she returned passionately. She gave him one last tiny peck before checking the time.

“Do you think we should go back?”

“Yeah, the boys might get suspicious already. I told them I was in the library and James might find out I’m not there.”

(Y/n) nodded understandably, beginning to pack away their things and the checkered blanket. Remus helped her out and the two walked together hand in hand before stopping at the front of one of the school’s entrance.

“Next week again?” He asked to which (Y/n) smiled and nodded again.

“Sunday. See you around, love.” She placed a kiss on his cheek and waved goodbye.

He blushed at the gesture and went back to the Gryffindor common room where his friends sat by the fire. James was the first to notice the smile on Remus’s face which he tried to hide.

“You look a little happy there, Moony. Did you find little red riding hood on her way to her granny’s house?”

“No, just the same red haired girl who won’t go out with you.” Remus countered, sitting on one of the empty chairs.

“Oooh, burn, Prongs!”

“Shut up, Padfoot.”

“I just went to the library to read,” Remus said, smiling once more as he pictured the smile on (Y/n)’s face and her beautiful (h/c) hair.

“Moony, you’re doing it again,” Peter said, watching his friend with amusement.

“Doing what?”

“You’re a bad liar, Moony. No, you’re a horrible liar.” Sirius teased.

“You’re fancying someone!” James smirked. “Come on, lovewolf. Who is it?”

“No one!”

“Oh, I think I know who it is! It’s (Y/n), isn’t it?” Peter said, bouncing on his chair excitedly.

“Wow, Peter. Thanks for ratting me out.” Remus rolled his eyes.

“So it is true!” James said. “You fancy her!”


“Have you snogged her yet?” Sirius asked. The question caught Remus off guard and without hesitation, he answered a loud “Yes” before realizing he had slipped his own secret. The boys snorted and laughed while Remus hid his blushing face with a pillow.

“Lovewolf, lovewolf!” James chanted, “Think we should name you that, instead!”

“Fuck off, Prongs.”

“Mind your language, swearwolf.”

“Maybe we should also call (Y/n) something. Like Mrs. Moony! Or Mrs. Lovewolf!”

“Can we stop with the lovewolf, please?” Remus complained from behind the pillow.

“Can’t quite hear you, Moony. What did you say?”

“I said, can we stop with the–”

“Oh, Remus! Where are thou Remus?” James said in a high pitched voice, ignoring his friend’s muttering. “Oh, yes! Remus! Right there!”

James started to moan loud, enough to be heard from outside. Sirius joined him and the two began to create random noises while Peter laughed at the two.  

“You two disgust me.” Remus removed his pillow and waited for the two to calm down from their antics. After sharing a last laugh, they stopped and sat on the chair where Remus was.

“So, I take it, you really love her?” James asked.

“Of course I do. I’m just worried how she’ll feel about our relationship now publicized.”

“Nobody knows excepts us, you know.” Sirius said.

“Well, you were moaning my name earlier so I’m pretty sure the whole castle knows by now.”

“Even so, you think we won’t hex them if they say something?”

“Padfoot’s right. I think we should celebrate this and maybe next time, I can also join you with my future–”

“And nonexistent.”

“–wife!” James finished and glared at Sirius.

“We got your back, Moony!” Peter smiled, patting his friend’s shoulder. “Don’t worry about it.”

Remus shook his head with a smile and ran his fingers through his hair. Despite how idiotic and troublesome his friends could be, they were like his family and now that they know about his relationship with (Y/n), he couldn’t help but feel happy and satisfied with the people he cared most about.


Strings Attached

Summary:  Marinette could see the red strings of fate holding people together, but no one was allowed to know that.  That fact didn’t stop her from using her knowledge to nudge soulmates together.  Of course, this led to her getting a reputation as the class matchmaker, which isn’t an issue until her soulmate, Adrien Agreste, asks her to set him up with another girl.  

Red Strings of Fate/Soulmate AU!

AO3 | 1 | 2 |

Chapter 2: Matchmaker, Make Me a Match

“Pound it,” the two masked heroes of Paris said after the latest Akuma had been purified. The fight wasn’t difficult. Neither of them had to use their abilities, though they both wished hawkmoth would’ve kept his Akumatizing for before midnight. The Akuma, “Road Rage,” was more of a nuisance than a threat. All he did was making annoying honking noises. Hawkmoth seemed to be running out of ideas.

Since neither had used their abilities, Ladybug and Chat Noir were in no rush to part after the attack, despite the fact that it was late night. Marinette always liked these moments the best, but she would never admit that to Chat.

“Purrfect as always, My Lady,” he smiled.

Ladybug ruffled hair, deciding to ignore the cringe worthy pun, “You didn’t do so bad yourself, Kitty. Besides, I think that was our easiest fight yet.”

“Well, we do seem to fight well together,” he leaned into her hand, “but that’s just because we’re made fur each other.”

She scoffed, but continued scratching behind his ear, “I don’t know about that…” but she truly didn’t. She could never really know who his soulmate was while he’s transformed.

“But, don’t you believe in soulmates, My Lady?” He pulled away, so he could look into her eyes.

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Am I Trash? Yeah, Probably

So…yeah… thanks to the lovely @markired and revisiting Teabag Edition | Bro Average I have slammed myself into the trash bin. Have an imagine on the one and only Chase. ~~~

Originally posted by markired

I woke up to a pair of bright blue eyes staring lovingly at me. “G'morning, baby,” Chase whispered.

I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face. “Exactly how long have you been staring at me for?” I asked playfully.

He raised his head up slightly to look at the glowing iHome behind me. “Um, about an hour and fifteen minutes…”

We both burst into giggles. The mid-morning light coming from the window only made him look even more happy. As I calmed, I felt the gentle touch of his hand on my cheek. “God,” he started.

I blushed and wondered if there was drool or something on my face. “What?”

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RFA: First Date Headcanons

more rfa shenanigans 


  • “Hey, MC,” he called you up a day after the party. “We haven’t really gone on our first proper date, have we? What do you say, wanna go have lunch at the park?”
  • “Sure, Yoosung. I’d love to!”
  • “How about I get you at 11:00am?”
  • “Sounds good! See you then babe!” *click*
  • His face is all red
  • Turns out Zen was in the room and he wrote on a bunch of flashcards on what to say. Yoosung skipped the “intro cards,” much to Zen’s dismay
  • You set out your favorite casual outfit, and Yoosung decided to just wear his usual attire.
  • Luckily, Rika’s apartment (well, yours now)was a 15 minute walk from the park.
  • He greeted you, sparkly as ever. He offered his free arm and you took it
  • You chose a spot on a little hill, right beneath a big tree
  • You helped him lay out the checkered blanket and you both enjoyed some sandwiches and soda.
  • You guys talked about anything and everything, staying for a good 5 hours.
  • His hand was inching closer to yours
  • ….and then Saeyoung jumped down from the tree
  • “OMG! My little baby Yoosung all grown up!” he wipes a tear from his eye and snaps pictures of you guys.
  • Text message to: 707
    • Hey, Seven, can you send me those photos?
    • Haha what? I thought you were too embarrassed
    • I wasn’t just send them to me!
    • Fiiinnne. You drive a hard burger *exasperated emoji*
    • If u know that reference, i<3
  • Yoosung recives exactly 707 photos, most of them blurry


  • He takes you to one of his opening night performances
  • You were slightly disappointed because other girls would be fawning over him more than usual, but you tried to have a good time.
  • Zen had picked you up with red roses and brought you to the best seat in the house.
  • Well, not best view, but the best view of him
  • He’d casually wink at you each time he went to go back stage
  • “How was it babe? I was great wasn’t I?”
  • “Yeah, Zen! Fantastic!”
  • “Awe, what’s wrong?”
  • “Oh, nothing nothing! You were handsome as usual! And that passion! I wish I was her,” you sighed.
  • “Oh you do, do you?” His fingers ghosted on the small of your back. “Are you sure? She doesn’t get to have me like you do.”
  • *blushing intensifies*
  • “Show me more then,” you stammered
  • “Babe! It’s only our first date. I have more class than that! But the beast…it’s being unleashed!” he dramatically sighed.
  • When he brought you home, he gave you a kiss on the hand and begged to stay the night for cuddles


  • You treat her for a nice date at a cafe.
  • It’s a little ways away, so she’s surprised at how you found it
  • You told her you had gotten lost and wound up there asking for directions
  • Squabbles on who actually pays for the food
  • You listen to every complaint she has about jumin and all the little things
  • It was very lowkey, you both didn’t like over-the-top things
  • It actually becomes a regular for you two, and the baristas always know your orders
  • They’re always happy to give advice for her own cafe
  • All the people around you gushing about being “gal-pals”
  • “I’m gay, goddammit.”


  • Fancy fancy fancy fancy
  • Brings elizabeth the 3rd too
  • Brings you to the 2nd most fancy restaurant
  • “Oh, I wish they had some carne asada actually.”
  • He leans over to his bodyguard: “get some stat! My woman needs that! Whatever it is…”
  • “Sorry, did you just say you don’t know what those are? Waitress, cancel those orders! We must treat the poor uncultured baby!”
  • You drag him out of the resturant and bring him to your favorite taco stand
  • “Yes, I’m ready to order…I’d like two of these and some chips and guac and some sodas, please!”
  • He’s already pulling out $100’s
  • “Love, they don’t accept those bills. They’re too large.”
  • “What do you mean? This is all I’ve got.”
  • “It’s okay. I’ll treat us.”
  • “Uh, no, the gentleman has to pay for the lady’s food.”
  • “It’s already done.”
  • He really enjoys this commoner’s food
  • Next, you’ll have to get him to try instant coffee
  • elizabeth does not like the mexican food


  • You guys decide to rob a bank
  • Thats it
  • Its 2:00am and ya’ll are decked out in black from head to toe
  • It’s pretty fun
  • Until you hear the sirens


  • He can’t see well but he still takes you to his favourite art museum.
  • Many of his photographs are on display in the photography section
  • Surprise surprise, a couple of them are of you


  • “Get home by 10:00pm, kiddies! Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Saeyoung sends you off with a wave
  • Very awkward
  • He takes you to the theatre
  • He takes you to a scary movie
  • He tries to do that yawn-arm-side-hug-thing
  • Tbh saeran told him to do it
  • He didn’t know why
  • You noticed and were laughing so hard you had to actually get up and leave
  • “Saeran, what are you doing? That’s so not like you!”
  • He sulks. “My idiot brother told me to do it…”
  • “That’s not you though.”
  • “Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow, okay?”
  • “Yeah.”
  • “You’re so cute.”


lovinglaurens  asked:

prompt idea: trimberly going on a picnic together where Trini used to meditate! :-)

“Where are you taking me?”

“Don’t peek yet, we’re almost there.”

“I’m blindfolded. I’m pretty sure I can’t see a thing.”

Stumbling along uneven footing, Trini hears the chirping of birds off in the distance and feels the shifting ground crumbling beneath her feet and she knows they’re in the quarry. Kimberly had the bright idea of surprising her for their first year anniversary, which resulted in Trini blindfolded for that extra ‘wow’ factor.

Kimberly’s unbridled excitement and giddiness makes Trini’s heart do flips, and despite the cheesiness of it all, she’s always secretly wanted this lovey dovey shit but just never imagined it would ever come true; until now.

They stop after several more minutes and a couple more stumbles. Kimberly’s firm grip on her hips leaves and is replaced with rustling.

“Can I take this damn thing off?”

“No!” Kimberly shouts in a panic. “Just - just give me two more seconds.”

Trini chuckles sarcastically before muttering into the wind. “You know, when I first pictured us using blindfolds, this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”

She can practically feel Kimberly’s embarrassment radiating off her body, but then firm hands grip her shoulders and then rotates her to the right.

“Okay, now you can open your eyes.”

Ripping off the offending itchy cloth, Trini blinks momentarily from the sunlight before her eyes widen in awe.

They’re on top one of the highest cliffs in the quarry, one of the many places that Trini would visit in her own solitude to clear her mind, far away from the tumultuous clamor of the city. When being in the house became too much or when the disappointment in her parents’ voices weighed heavily in her heart, this became her home away from home.

A square red and white checkered blanket like something straight out of a romance movie lay safely from the edge with a woven basket and a bottle of wine sticking out of the lid. Trini doesn’t question how Kimberly got her hands on it, but she knows she has family problems of her own and doubts that her parents would even miss it.

Trini’s absolutely speechless.

She’s never had anyone do this for her. Nobody ever made her feel so special, let alone give her the time of day, but here Kimberly has done it all and gone above and beyond.

Kimberly fidgets in place, her eyes trained nervously on the shorter girl.

“I hope you like turkey sandwiches. I wanted to keep it kind of simple so… yeah.”

Trini’s eyes sweep over the spread, over the love that’s gone into the whole preparation, over the entire location. She feels the welcoming breeze on her skin and sees the overlooking town and it builds and builds until her heart burgeons with such powerful emotion that she can barely contain it from exploding out like the fourth of July.


There’s a crackling in her chest and the fireworks light up the sky in her heart and she realizes it’s far too late to hold it back.

Her vision starts to blur and it’s taking all her strongest willpower for it not to flow out like a river, but Kimberly sees the mist in her eyes and her expression turns to one of utter disbelief.

“Oh my god, are you crying?”

Trini punches her girlfriend in the shoulder before pulling her into a tight hug. Kimberly’s arms wrap around her smaller frame and she feels warm and safe and everything that a home should feel like.

“Thank you.”

Kimberly ruffles her hair and smiles. “Happy anniversary.”

Peter Maximoff

(Here’s a little Peter Maximoff imagine. I was inspired to write this when I was listening to “That’s the Way” by Led Zeppelin. I think I’m going to start writing a few fics like this when I’m having a hard time writing them out in full like my previous ones. I think this will work better for me at the moment since school has been pretty hectic. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this little fic about my favorite silver haired Twinkie eating boy. I was definitely going to have some forest critters come and run off with his beloved snack but, I didn’t. Anyway, I hope you enjoy and feedback would be greatly appreciated!)

Take a Break

-Peter knew you were stressed.

-There was only two weeks left until the end of the school year.

-Unfortunately, you had failed a mock exam for one of your classes.

-The points for this final exam would be a huge percentage of what your final grade in the class would be.

-If you passed, your grade would go up.

-And if you didn’t, your grade would be knocked down a letter.

-It was upsetting because you had passed every assignment with flying colors.

-And now, you had failed the practice exam.

- You were working yourself hard because you were determined to pass it.

-Peter hated seeing you like this.

-Always stressing over school work and exams when you didn’t need to.

-You always got straight A’s in all your classes.

-You are one the smartest people he knows.

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Sick day

Pairing: Lin x Reader FLUFF 
Warnings: A cold? Shower (not sexual), unedited and I am sick so probably some errors sorry

Word count: 1787

A/N: Surprise! Ya girl is super sick so here is a self indulgent sickness themed fanfic. Reader is sick and Lin wants to take care of them but stubborn reader doesn’t want him to. But, being a precious cinnamon roll, Lin takes care of reader anyways. I know there are like 1000 sickness themed Lin fics but here’s another one because we all want Lin to take care of us when we’re sick, right?

Please message me with requests!

“[Y/N],” you hear Lin’s voice in your ear, slowly opening your eyes to reveal him crouched down next to you, “are you okay?” he asks, his voice full of worry.
You stretch your legs out, feeling the side of the couch, looking down, you notice the red-checkered blanket Lin had draped over your body, “Yeah,” you say through a raspy voice, “I’m fine.” You move to get up, but he places a hand on your shoulder, keeping your head on the pillow.

“[Y/N], you feel warm. Hot, actually. You’re always hot, but you’re absolutely burning up.” He says, pressing a hand to your forehead. “Yep. You have a fever.” He said conclusively, placing another blanket over your body.

“Lin,” you whined, freeing your arms from the blanket. “I’m fine. I just took a nap. It doesn’t mean I’-“ you let out a series of rough coughs, “I’m fine.”

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A Lovely Situation ( Chapter 4 )

Lin x Reader

Summary: So this is the beginning of a little Lin x Reader that no one requested. (Y/N) is seriously crushing on Daveed, and when she finally tells him, he rejects her. Lin ends up comforting (Y/N) and getting a bit closer to her. Daveed ends up fighting for her and she gets confused with her feelings and wonders if she had liked Lin all along….

Warnings: none? I don’t think

Word count: 1,551

a/n: Ahshsshahsjd I gained so many followers from this fic and I actually now have 100 followers, and some of them are actually my favourite tumblr accounts, which actually made me cry of happiness. I’m so grateful and I love you guys so much for actually reading my fics. Enjoy this fluffy chapter. (I also keep forgetting that (Y/N) does live with Jazzy so she finalllyy has a brief encounter with Lin and (Y/N).)


The next few days was pure gold. Lin would always visit you when he had the time and he would also take you to his favourite places in New York. Although you and Lin had kissed a couple of times, he didn’t ask you out. Which confused you and resulted in you asking yourself everyday ‘Are we dating?’ Even though you were desperate to know, you wouldn’t bring up the subject because you thought it would make things awkward. Lin didn’t bring up the topic of conversation because he was still wondering if you had any lingering feelings for Daveed. Even with what had happened.

You glanced at the digital clock on your nightstand and it read 21:29. This evening you were going out with Lin once again as he wasn’t performing that day. You loved going out with him. He made you happy, secure and safe. Being with Lin felt like being on cloud 9, but only a million times better. You had wondered why he spent all his free time taking you to adventurous places and not writing another musical or something.

Your hand twisted the handles of your closet as your eyes turned beady. Why is it that I always buy clothes but always have nothing to wear, you thought to yourself. You ended up picking a beige jumper and a denim skirt to wear. Hoping he wasn’t going to take you somewhere fancy. Slowly, you walked over to your vanity and applied a bit of makeup before hearing a gentle rhythm of knocking on your bedroom door. Instantly you knew that it was Lin, Jazzy must have let him in.

You opened the door so quickly that it almost hit you in the face, not like you minded, nothing could ruin another fantastic day with Lin.

“Hey,” you whispered as you tucked your hair behind your ear.

He had a massive smile on his face.

“Hi beautiful.” God that smile of his, it was brighter than stars and could light up the entire world.

“Lin stopp!” Giggling as your cheeks went red.

“What? I’m not allowed to call the most beautiful girl in the world beautiful?” His eyebrows furrowed.

“You are allowed. When you meet her.” You replied, cocking your eyebrow.

“I already have, she’s right in front of me.”

You looked up to his big brown eyes full of warmth and care and smiled, cheeks glowing into a brighter red.

“Should we go?” You squealed in excitement.

Lin chuckled lightly at your 'amazing’ ability to keep your chill and laced his fingers into yours.

You walked out of your bedroom and into the living room, finding Jazzy on the sofa squirting almost a whole can of whipped cream in her mouth as she watched the TV.

“Did Anthony break up with you? Why are you doing that. You’re on a diet.” You questioned.

“It’s my cheat day!” She replied, her mouth still full.

“Bahahaha!” Lin bursted out in laughter. “H-how can I tell that you say that all of the ti- hahaha.” He said, struggling to contain himself.

“Because she does say that all the time.”

“HEY!” Jazzy shouted.

You raised your eyebrows and glared at her.

“Okay, maybe that is true.” She admitted. “Less about me and more about you guysss! Where are you heading out to?”

“It’s a surprise.” “God knows.”

You both said at the same time. You noticed that he was still clutching onto your hand so you squeezed it. Signalling that it was time to leave.

“Well, (Y/N) and I are going to head out now, have fun doing whatever this is!”

“You too!”

As you walked out the front door, you noticed Lin’s hand slipping away from yours as he then put his arm around your waist, pulling you in closer to him. You smiled at him and blushed at the action.

“So. Where are we going today Mr Miranda?” You rested your head on his shoulder as you continued to walk.

“My favourite spot, to do my favourite thing, with my favourite girl.”

“That’s great! I know exactly where we’re going!” You laughed.

“Ha Ha Ha. How funny (Y/N).”

“I know” you said smugly.


After 15 minutes of walking you had finally arrived at the mysterious place, and Lin had told you to put your hands over your eyes and close them because it was a 'surprise.’

“Can I see yet?” You asked, slowly trying to move your hands.

“No you can no- Hey! No peaking Miss (Y/N)” He rushed over to you, putting his own hands over your eyes. Lin slowly walked you forwards, before putting both hands in his pockets, revealing you to the surprise.

Your eyes widened and you covered your mouth with your hands in disbelief. The rooftop of the Richard Rodgers looked like a picture out of a fairytale. Fairy lights were hung, a dozen vanilla scented candles were lit, flowers scattered around everywhere and lastly. A large red and white checkered picnic blanket with a picnic basket placed on top.

You spun around to look at him, still in shock.

“I thought we’d have a little picnic and try to see if we can find any stars as gorgeous as you.” He said, sheepishly.

You threw his arms around him, immersing him into a tight hug as tears of happiness rolled down your face.

“N-Nobody has ever done this for me.” You finally replied, still embracing him.

“D-do you like it?”

“I love it Lin.”

You gripped onto each other tighter. Never wanting to let go.

“Do you want to start eating?” He asked, eventually loosening his grip and letting go of you.

You nodded eagerly. No one had ever go to this much effort for you. Ever. You thought Lin was so sweet and honestly one of the best people you have ever met. You loved how he always made you feel like you were the only person that mattered.

Both of you sat down as Lin started to unload the basket. There were tiny sandwiches, muffins, cheese and wine. You wondered if Lin had actually made the sandwiches and muffins himself. Probably not you thought again. But it didn’t matter. What mattered was that he did all of this. For you.

“Lin. What are we?” You questioned as you took a bite out of one of the muffins.

“Humans?” He foolishly replied as he poured a some of the red wine into the wine glasses.

You put down your muffin and looked at the fairy lights. Refusing to look at him. “No, I meant. Are we dating? Are we friends? Are we best friends? What are we?” You asked once more.

Lin took hold of your hands, which made you face him and look him in the eye. “I’m not sure about you. But.” He took in a deep breath. “But I’m a guy who has fallen helplessly in love with his best friend. He knows that she probably doesn’t love him back because he is a nobody. A guy who feels like Eliza, falling helplessly in love with Hamilton.” He looked away. Knowing that you would reject him, like Daveed did to you.

Your hands squeezed his and slightly pulled him which gained his attention as he looked back at you. “I love you more than Jazzy loves whipped cream.”

Lin pulled you in close, hands leaving yours and placed on your cheeks and in only a matter of time his lips met yours once again. This kiss was full of love, full of passion, you melted into the kiss faster than ice in the hot air. His lips tasted like the sweet blueberry muffin he was eating. His lips felt like home.

He gently took his lips off you. “Date me?”

“Of course,” you breathed.

You and Lin gave each other a wide grin before his lips were attached to yours again. Kissing you even more passionately. Your lipstick was staining his lips pink. You broke the kiss as you lay down, taking his hand in yours, fingers entwining. Lin lied down next to you and started staring at you but you were completely unaware of this as you were gazing at the few stars that you could see.

After a little while you moved your head to face him and noticed that he had been looking at you this entire time.

“Why aren’t you looking at the stars? You can never see them in New York! Take advantage of it. They’re beautiful.” You whispered.

“I don’t need those stars. I’ve got you.”

You giggled as he leaned in and pecked a kiss on your nose.

Lin took out his phone and snapped a picture of you smiling at the stars and posted it on Twitter.


I’m with this beauty tonight. Star gazing makes her really happy. She makes me really happy.

It was an amazing night. You couldn’t be any more happy, you felt so blessed that Lin was in your life and was staying there for as long as possible. Nothing could ruin your mood.

Little did you know, Daveed was standing there for a while. Glaring at you and Lin have a blissful time together. Tears welled up in his eyes as he dumped the bouquet of flowers in the bin.


Psych ship aesthetics

Gules is holding hands and shared giggles, thigh kisses and broken-in dance shoes. it’s bright yellow flowers and carefully organized stacks of comics. it’s a feeling of peaceful bliss. it’s a contented sigh and piggy-back rides and braided hair and a cool breeze and the night skyline. it’s the smell of chocolate chip cookies and the feeling of waking up and knowing you have the whole day free to do whatever you want.

Lassiet is the brisk smell of fall, the cool feel of smooth metal. it’s the comfort of never having to look over your shoulder. it’s resting your head on someones shoulder while you hug them. it’s wordless understanding and finally sitting down at the end of a long day. it’s the soft scent of peaches and the familiar feel of something you’ve run your hands over a million times. it’s sneaking off when no one’s paying attention and too-sweet coffee and well-worn leather. 

Shus is the crinkle of snack bags and bodies draped over each other in every imaginable fashion. it’s the sparkle of the sun on the ocean and when your face hurts from smiling so much. it’s arguing like an old married couple and watching the same movies over and over again and being kissed when you least expect it. it’s the refreshing taste of cold lemonade on a hot day. it’s the sound of waves crashing on the beach and laying on the roof to look at the stars. 

Shules is sun-kissed skin and sand between your toes. it’s the wind in your hair when you drive with all the windows open. it’s candy hearts and turning the music all the way up and neon signs blinking in store windows. it’s the colors of the sky at sunset, fingers tangled in hair, and palm trees swaying in the breeze. it’s feeling like you’ll never stop laughing and a red checkered picnic blanket. it’s freckles and forehead kisses and cartwheels and finding shapes in the clouds.

Gussie is dimly lit museums and the smell of musty books and adorably furrowed brows. it’s the weight of laying under 6 blankets and the steady, reliable sound of a heartbeat. it’s cracked moleskin, long walks around the neighborhood, and the comfortable silence of intimacy. it’s getting lost in someone’s eyes and inside jokes and conversations that last until 3am. it’s the sharp sound of tap shoes and strong arms wrapped around you.

Shassie is wide smiles hidden behind grumbled complaints and the tangy smell of pineapple. it’s having a full conversation by just exchanging a look and being shoved against a wall to be kissed. it’s insults that become terms of endearment, a reassuring touch, and a rush of adrenaline. it’s being tangled up in your sheets and the coarse feeling of stubble. it’s never having to explain yourself. it’s a hot bath, the smell of good cologne, a sense of triumph, and cheeky grins.

the ot4 is all this and more. it’s when your stomach hurts from laughing, it’s dancing around your house for no reason at all, it’s that feeling when a moment is so perfect you wish you could freeze it in time forever. it’s falling asleep on the couch and waking up with a blanket draped over you. it’s the feeling of victory when you stay up long enough to see the sunrise, jumping in the pool for the first time, and scent of your favorite person’s shirt. it’s the comforting feeling of home.


You’re like an animal
Nudging down, nose first into mine

You’re like a child, touching,
Obtusely smudging, knocking down,
Fingers where they don’t belong

Where did you come from?!
Why did you stop here?
The land lissome and plentiful,
Vast micro-universe spread out
Like a grand picnic blanket
Checkered sunlight soft breezes fun.

What made you wander this far past,
Markers I drew with fat fingers,
Mackled edges of my paper,
My lines! Who are you?!
Picking up crayons! Coloring
Hard waxed lines on what is mine!

Ask, back off, wait -
Doubled down doubts I may have, but -
Maybe this one, I have to do alone


Fandom: Mob Psycho 100

Relationships: Teru/Mob — Unrequited (but not really)

Characters: Ritsu Kageyama (brief), Teruki Hanazawa, Shigeo “Mob” Kageyama

(Prompt at the bottom, given to me anonymously.)

On a chilly day in Seasoning City, Shigeo Kageyama goes missing.

If one were to go looking for him, they would find him in none of his usual spots. The school day was over, and club activities had passed, so those items could be immediately crossed off the list. A little ways deeper into the streets, the Spirits and Such Agency was occupied by a single man giving a massage — that is to say, a full-body exorcism — but his student was nowhere to be seen. And the boy was not at home, either, which would certainly be the place to find him after school on a day he did not have work.

Though to say that he went missing is something of an exaggeration, the impression was certainly garnered by a boy wondering where his older brother could be. It was too early for real concern, but Shigeo was a simple boy without many deviations to his schedule.

Now, had Ritsu simply called his parents, he would know that his brother was spending the day with Hanazawa Teruki.

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I’m Not Really the Best - (Poly!DemoReps x Reader) Part 6

WARNING: Domestic Abuse, Injuries, Signs Child Abuse, Yelling, Belittling, Beating.

A/N: Finally found the time to post this!! YESSS! I hope you guys don’t mind waiting and also Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there and I hope the rest of you are having a good day! <33333333333 Don’t read if the warnings above triggers you please? For your own safety. :)))) If you wanna get tagged on future chapters feel free to tell me!

Tags: @robin-writes , @letthememeslive , @kanadianwithashippingproblem , @sweet-fate , @notalwaysfair , @robotic-space

“(Y/N) come. Let’s go home.” (M/N) said as she grabbed the hand of a six-year-old (Y/N). She looked up at her mother’s kind face, her eyes shining with childlike innocence. “Uhun.” She nodded, she waved back at no one in particular, she only waved at the park for being kind for letting them stay for a while.

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Headcanon that Eren almost always goes for a jog in the morning around the town before Armin wakes up to stay in shape (of course he always makes it back in time to kiss Armin as he wakes up)
On one spring morning, Eren wakes up Armin and asks if they can go on the jog together this time. Armin hesitantly agrees, so they both change into running clothes.
After only two blocks, Armin already started panting. Eren slows down to walk beside him. Since Eren usually listens to music while he runs, he grabs his iPod out of his pocket and plugs in his earbuds, giving one to Armin and keeping the other for himself. Eren puts on a playlist of kinda cheesy love songs, and they both sing together. Other than that, Eren just leads the way around town while talking with Armin.
Soon enough, Eren leads Armin to an open field with hills surrounding it. On the side of one hill is a checkered blanket and a picnic basket, which Eren put there about an hour before. They enjoy a lunch consisting of sandwiches (with no crusts of course; crusts are gross), lemonade, fresh fruit, and chocolate chip cookies.
After they finish eating, Armin is getting ready to head home, but Eren has another surprise. Turns out when he set up everything else earlier he also brought along kites and some bubbles. They spend hours flying kites and laughing together, stopping every few seconds to hug and catch their breath. Eren and Armin also take turns blowing bubbles, which they both watch float away into the darkening sky.
Finally, they lay down on the blanket and stare up at the sky. They look up at the clouds and say what they look like. At one point Armin moves his head onto Eren’s chest to “see better”, he claims.
Soon enough, Armin falls asleep and Eren stays completely still for two and a half hours, just watching the adorable napping blond, while occasionally moving to give him a kiss on the forehead. Once the sun starts setting, Eren gently wakes Armin up with kisses and informs him it’s time to go home. They leave all their picnic stuff there (Eren goes to bring it home the next morning) and start walking home. The entire walk back is in complete silence as they hold each other’s hands with Eren slightly resting his head on Armin’s, and just enjoy the other’s presence while watching the beautiful sky full of colors while the sun sets.

X - Part Two

A/N: Here I am, coming at y’all with a part two to “X”. Part three is already in the works so stay tuned. I’ve never been so excited to write before and I have so many ideas and plans morphing and swarming through my brain. My headaches are outta control, man. I appreciate feedback and I love you guys. Enjoy.

Part One

I felt shockingly warm, long fingers push against my lower back rather roughly. When I looked in front of me, in front of us, I could see a picnic laid out carefully. Directly to the right of the checkered blanket and basket, was a pond reflecting the deep blues and purples of the night sky above. The pond was dancing with life while the rest of the surrounding area was empty.

I could sense people on the outskirts of the park, just outside of my peripheral vision.

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