do not get me started on her okay

I promise you this, when you find your person you’ll know. Because you find them in every little thing you do and you picture doing everything with that one person. Every song becomes about them, every movie or tv show ends up being relatable to them. You start to feel more than just butterflies in your stomach but you get a feeling in your heart that makes everything feel as if it’ll all be okay. They’re voice is your new favorite sound and they’re eyes are your new favorite color. You can’t get enough of them in a day and you can’t picture anyone else by your side. Whether it’s miles or minutes apart you just know deep down that they are your person. And if you ever find that person, you’d be damned if you ever let them go.
—  Some personal shit

Lmao you know what’s gross.

Skin color mods and sexuality mods.

As much as I talk about wanting to romance Cassandra as a woman, I know that’s not Cassandra’s sexuality. But of course there are people modding her to be bisexual when she’s not.



Like if you wouldn’t do it to a non-white character, why does that make it okay to do it to a white/light-skinned character.

If you wouldn’t do it to a gay character, why does that make it okay to do it to a straight character- although again Dorian’s a big target for the bisexual mod lmao.

  • Me: *reading my daughters homework to her* Okay so, sally has a pocketful of pencils, she gave 4 away on Monday, so by Tuesday she only had 7 left. How many pencils did sally have?
  • *my daughter leaves room and goes into school room*
  • Me: ...what are you doing. We need to get this do-
  • *my daughter grabs giant handful of pencils and starts putting them in her pocket one by one*
  • Me: no, that's not what it's asking, you need to add how many she had left plus-
  • My daughter: its 11!
  • Me: -oh, yeah good job! Did you add 7 and 4 pencils?
  • My daughter: no 11 is the most that fit in my pocket.
  • Me: ...that's not...

anonymous asked:

I know you are happy for the Klaroline endgame but don't think that it is sad that Caroline was the only vampire left? She will live for ever or at least get to live for a more extended time than humans do and she will see everyone she loves die. It has already started. Her father, her mother, her husband. She will outline her children too. How is that a good end for her?

How is it not?

Let me start by saying that despite JP’s obsession for turning TVD into a human soap this show was originally based into the vampire mythology. It is meant to deal with vampires and their existence. The pros and the cons and the darkness and the grandeur and the immortality. Ships and endgames aside Caroline Forbes ending up the only vampire in a show that is meant to be based on the vampire genre is an honor and a homage to everything this show once stood for. Every vampire of the show faced the same destiny you describe here. Damon, Stefan, Katherine, the Originals. And yet when their stories began and they were introduced to the audience everyone took in their story expecting to feel their age and get to know their ageless journey throughout the centuries. No one complained about their predicament. Everyone wanted to get more into it. Either their story was tragic, or intriguing, or dark, or hopeful. It was interesting because the very concept of immortality is an unachievable dream that intrigues humans. So many writers get to write for Vampires, Demons, Gods, Immortals, etc. Because their stories are enveloping every hope and aspiration and tragedy and epic emotion a human can have and dream of. The unreachable. The impossible. Even something to sent the human soul straight to damnation. All those elements hide greatness and misery in them. And Caroline Forbes was meant to endure and persevere and become a Vampire. She relished in her nature. She owned it. She accepted it and craved the perks that come with vampirism. She would not turn to a human if she had the chance. She never wanted or expressed that wish. For the simple reason that she likes been strong, ageless, fearless and she prefers who she is not to the girl she used to be.

On the other hand everything you describe in your ask are things that can happen in a human life too. So what happens then? You give up? You curse your life? You find no meaning to it? A person can outline others and can outlive even love and memories and things he or she never thought possible. Calamities and tragedy are part of life either that life is meant to carry on for a few decades or longer or less. It is what we do with our time and how we face the things that happen to us that make life worth it. It is even how we stand in the face of loss and loniliness. How we grieve. How we move on. How we hope. How we persevere and if there was one motto that Caroline Forbes ever had in that show was perseverance.

That does not take away the importance of the things you write in the ask. If anything they give more meaning to Caroline’s existence because facing these losses will make her live every day to the fullest. Will make her wiser. Will make her not lose track of time. Will make life have meaning.

Do you know who else also contemplated the very same thing you ask me here? How eternity would have no meaning? How it would suck? How it would be a source of depression. How it would take away and take away and leave no meaning?

Caroline Forbes did. In her birthday in season 3.

So much so that she did not want to celebrate her birthday and ended up giving a funeral to the human girl she buried behind.

And do you remember who exactly showed her that very same day that while life takes something from you it gives you something else back? That there is meaning to found in forever. Because truth is that loss will come and you contemplate giving up.

“ And I could let you… die. If that`s what you want. If you really believe your existence has no meaning.

I`ve thought about it myself once or twice over the centuries, truth be told.

And let us face it. Who doesn’t think of that in their lives? In our human lives fantasy aside have we never thought of that very same question? Of how to endure with loss? Of how to go on? Of how we can outlast the pain and not break? How to hold on to people that leave us behind or we lose them by death or any other reason? There is always a time even for the most optimistic people where they think that life has no meaning or ask themselves what is the meaning of it all.

So here Caroline’s immortality is a parallel to what we face in real life because art in its own way tries to give answers to such questions.

So what is the meaning of it all? How could Caroline ever move on and why should she want to? Why would that be good for her?

Because with the loss there is also the gain. Because life is not black or white. It has endless colors and twists.

Imagine that. Let it sink in. Life does not end with loss or with pain. This is why we are alive after all. There is whole world is out there still waiting. Genuine beauty. And music. And art. And more birthdays. More chances. More dreams. More potential. More possibilities.

A thousand more birthdays.

Because life does not end with loss and misfortune. You do not get to sacrifice your life in the name of loss or lost love or broken dreams. Life moves on. With endless possibilities ahead. With optimism. You grit your teeth and you move on until you can smile again. Life continues with pain and loss and tragedy and laughter and love and joy. Because every turn gives you something and it is in your hand to take that something and make something out of it. Something for you. And this is why people still dream of immortality and want to live longer and crave stories of ageless creatures. And admire those tragically and gloriously beautiful stories. Because life goes on and is full of wonder. And people can only wish to be able to be bigger than life. With everything that includes.

Time is unrelenting and brings change and with it society and culture and life itself alters and people want to be there to see it. To experience it. To live it. Because people reading history and get fascinated by it and then dream of the future. And Caroline Forbes will be there to live all that. Maybe she will outlive some people and maybe she will carry their memories with her but she won’t outlive everyone. Because she will get to meet more people. She has endless possibilities ahead. To love again. To laugh again. To be an extrovert. To be an introvert. To find more questions and answers. Endless horizons ahead and this is why Klaroline and the idea of a vampire Caroline Forbes was always so alluring to begin with and enchanted so many people. Because it held the promise of eternal. The promise of however long it takes. The promise of genuine beauty. Because it was brilliant and ugly and the truth and the lie and it was about brutal honesty and manipulation and rage and soothing silence and it was challenging and unpredictable. Just life is.

And how important is to actually be able to grasp that? And by that I mean life. To have nothing more to do than ask? Because this is what life is. It is your choice. It is as good as you let it. Because you need to want to live it. You need to want to ask. All you have to do is ask. And then take it step by step. Let me say it again. Life does not end with loss or grief. Emotion is not finite. Relationships come and go. Love can be replenished or be found in so many places even unexpected ones. Hope does not end. Meaning is always in different things all the time if you only open your eyes. Pain does not last forever no matter how cruel and unforgiving it seems at first. You fight back and you live. And all you have to do is ask.

And this is one of the many reasons why I personally like Klaroline so much and why their endgame was so important for me. Because of this very message that you sent me. Because Klaroline began with the very same core of question you put in that ask. Their very first defining scene was about what you ask me here and it answers your question perfectly. And that was why I was so moved by Klaroline chemistry and potential aside. Because of the promise of endurance. Because it was a promise of how Caroline could live and become greater than life and …loss. This is how it all began. And this is how Caroline will move on because this has been her origin story and not the end. It is only the beginning. But that is the beginning of another story.

So you tell me anon? How is that good for Caroline? Or for anyone for that matter? How is it good for anyone to actually live their life? To find meaning in that kind of existence?

Maybe simply by living. And that is a good thing.

okay so @teapartyspider gave me permission to tell this story and i’ve wanted to since it happened because thinking about it regularly leaves me in tears

this one time we were talking and we were both in the mood so things started to get a little less pg than normal, so we get into it a little bit and she says “i can’t do this with that as your icon babe please” and then i immediately realized that i had been trying to dirty talk her while my icon was this exact picture of windsor from my gym partner’s a monkey

i didn’t even think about it at the time because my mind was elsewhere but it brings me to tears whenever i think about it 


Pairing: Bias x You

 Genre: Fluffy fluff!

Originally posted by mvssmedia

 I open the apartment door, sighing as I take of my shoes after a long day of practice. We just got back from tour a few days again and since we want this chores to be perfect, we’ve all been working extra hard. The only thing that’s been keeping me going is Y/N. I thank my lucky stars every single day that I met her. I don’t know what I’d do without her.
I walk into the living room to find Y/N has fallen asleep on the couch, the tv on low. I smile softly to myself, realizing that she must have been waiting up for me. I come over and gently kiss her forehead. 

“Y/N…baby wake up. We have to get you to the bed okay? This will kill your back,” I whisper. She slowly start to open her beautiful eyes, and stares up at me in such a way that my heart starts to feel warm. I know I love her, but this is a new feeling. I’m unsure what this feeling is, so I brush it off and smile softly down at her.

“Come on sweetheart, lift up your head, I’ll carry you to the bed.” She complies and I pick her up, noting how soft she is and how right it feels for her to be in my arms.
Walking into the bedroom I sit her down and pull the covers over her. I go to turn around but a tug on my arm stops me.

“Where are you going…?” Y/N says sleepily, not even opening her eyes again. I chuckle to myself, wishing that I could take a picture of her now. She’s so adorable, but even more so when she’s sleepy. 

“I’m just going to go change and take a quick shower. I’ll be back soon sleepyhead.” Little does she know that i haven’t been sleeping well at all on tour. The shower isn’t just so I can clean all the sweat off, but to hopefully make me sleep better tonight.

When I come back out from the shower, my hair still a little damp, I put on some sweatpants and a t shirt before crawling into bed next to Y/N.
She turns around to face me, and lays her head on my chest. I wrap my arm around her and pull her close. When the warm feeling comes back again.
I smell her shampoo in her hair, light and flowery. I listen to the little sighs and sometimes even a cute little snore. I look at her face, soft and relaxed, all the cares and worries that the world brings not existing in dreamland.

 I lean down and press a kiss against the top of her head, sighing. I feel so relaxed and calm. When I’m with Y/N I have nothing to worry about. I can just be myself around her, and not the idol that everyone had come to know. I realize that no matter what happens later in life, she’ll always welcome me back into her arms; and I will always come back to her. That’s when I understand. I understand what this warm feeling in my heart is.
It’s the feeling of love. The feeling of content and happiness and peace.

It’s the feeling of being home. Before she came along, I considers this place my home. I’d come back here after every tour, every practice. But now…i realize that it was just a place for me to crash. To keep meaningless things But with Y/N here…it feels different. It feels meaningful and full of life.

It feels like home.

I press one last kiss upon her forehead, lingering longer than last time, and drift off into the first peaceful sleep I’ve had since leaving for tour.

She is home. And I will always come back home.

Hi guys! I finally wrote a non-angsty fic! Yay! I hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading! Sar signing off!

Referencing my previous posts about what I would like Lucien’s redemption arc to entail, this passage is when I started being hardcore Team What The Fuck Are You Doing Lucien

also Team Get Your Shit Together Lucien

and of course Team Give Feyre A Fucking Apology Lucien.

(Lucien is a great character but he is problematic y'all gotta stop denying it okay he tried to take Feyre back to her - excuse me, THEIR - abuser against her will so let’s just accept his bad behavior and hope for better next book okay? okay)

(I’m not denying Lucien is a victim so do not try and drag me today I am not here for it)

(This passage also solidified me as Team Azriel And Cassian Are Precious Angels And I Will Love Them Forever but that’s not what this post is about okay I’ll stop now)

You asked me to???

Tldr; lady wants everything in a tub, then says it’s going to be too heavy for her all while making a show of herself in front of my managers.

I work as a cashier in a pretty general and large store. Well I have a lady (We’ll call her J) come hauling through to my register with an overflowing cart. Because we are about to drop employees like flies, I have my manager and store manager watching me to see how I handle it. I greet J and do the usual sayings and all I get is some sort of groan? She starts throwing everything on to the belt and places a medium sized tub on the top of the pile. I’m bagging her merchandize and the screaming starts. She wants ALL the non food items in the tub? Okay, sure.. I looked at the amount of non food items and started to think its either A) not all going to fit, or B) its going to be super heavy. With all my customer service attitude, I tried to tell her about how it’s probably going to be too heavy to lift. She barked, “Just put ALL of the nonfood items in the tub!” I shrugged and did it anyway. During all this, my store manager stated holes into the side of my head. As I played Tetris with all her items she barreled over and began to screech about how its going to be too heavy, because “”“she has to carry it Y'know!!”“” So I take the heavy things out and tote the tub to her now empty cart. Still screeching, she tossed everything from the tub BACK ONTO MY BELT. I wasn’t even done scanning the nonfood and food items??? So now I have to figure out what’s been scanned and what hasn’t been. Her solution is to just throw EVERYTHING into bags and that’s that. I was still trying to scan everything and she just opened her mouth and started going on about how “I didn’t expect my mother to come to work today” and “That she’s my mother now.” ?????? The end of the transaction is drawing near and I was still feeling the staring. I continued the customer service attitude and helped her as best I could with the whole chip reader and inserting her chip card. Her receipt started printing and the screeching starts up again. Now she suddenly has cloth bags for me to use? Uh yeah, No. By this time I have 9 people in line and they’re growing impatient. Screw you.

Stay Strong - Stiles Imagine

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Season: 3

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

~(Y/N)’s pov~

I stand next to Scott looking at the bandages on the floor that Stiles just literally threw up. A hand comes out of the floor and I grab Scott’s arm terrified, he looks at me for a second and then back at the creature. Now the whole body is getting out of the floor and I start shaking. Scott and Peter launch themselves at it and holds it tightly, pushing it on the couch. As all of that was happening Void Stiles got up and grabbed me and Lydia. Both of us tried to scream but he covered our mouths and pulled us out of the house.


Lydia and I sit on the floor of a confined space, I don’t even know what it is. Lydia keeps shaking and looking around for something, or someone.

“Are you okay? Do you hear something?” I ask her standing up. I put my hand on her shoulder and she looks at me, fear evident in her eyes.

“I- I hear screams. Something happened here.” She says shaking and I hug her.

“It’s gonna be okay, we are going to be alright. There must be a way out of here.” I say rubbing her back and she nods.

“Do you hear them?” We hear a voice behind us and we turn around, “It’s louder than usual, isn’t it? Well that’s because a lot of bad things happened down here.” Nogitsune talks to Lydia making his way towards us. The two of us start walking backwards until we turned around and almost started running.

“What are they telling you?” Nogitsune keeps talking, “Are they saying you that Stiles is dying.” He says and I stop.

“Y/N come on, don’t stop.” Lydia says to me but l turn around.

“Oh looks like I hit a nerve over here.” Void smirks looking at me, “He is dying you know.” He sing songs and I feel tears welling up in my eyes.

“Liar. Liar he’s not dying!” Screaming I turn around and run towards the red head. He says again that Stiles is dying and I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I always loved Stiles, more than anything. I was ready to do anything for him, I was always by his side.

“Then what do you need us for? You think I can tell you something?” Lydia yells and Void chuckles. I crash into the bars trying to open them but they won’t even budge.

“Oh, I know you can.” He answers Lydia and she yells again.

“I’m not telling you anything.”

“You won’t have to. You’ll be screaming.” He says appearing behind us. Just as he said that Lydia opened her mouth and screamed. I put my hands on my ears to try and block the sound, but oh my God that girl can scream.

“Then what do you need me for?” I ask after Lydia stopped screaming and Nogitsune smirks.

“Let’s just say you are my tactical advantage.” He says and I gulp. I slide down the wall and sit on the ground as Lydia stands next to me. Nogitsune climbs the stairs and sit on one of them. I feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I think about Stiles being dead, he can’t really be dead, this evil fox was just trying to play with my mind.

“You are thinking about him right now but do you think that you even crossed his mind. You love Stiles with your whole heart but you know that he doesn’t love you back. He’s probably not even looking for you right now. You don’t have a chance with him, he simply does not love you.” Void speaks to me while I cry. I don’t want to let him get to me but what if he’s right. I always had these doubts in my head, and now when I heard them from someone else I can’t help but think it’s true.

“Stop it!” Lydia shouts at him and kneels next to me, “Y/N listen to me. Stiles loves you, I know that. You never saw the way he looks at you when you don’t pay attention. You never saw the way he smiles at you when you say something sarcastic, you never saw the way he freaks out when you are not answering your phone. He loves you okay? You need to fight for him, because he’s looking for us right now, for you, even when we told them to not look for us, you have to stay strong alright?” Lydia smiles softly and I nod hugging her.

“Thank you.” I manage to say and she squeezes me one more time before pulling away.

~Stiles’ pov~

I park my jeep in front of the Oak Creek gate where Nogitsune took Y/N and Lydia. Scott, Isaac and I get out of the car and stand in front of the gate with Kira and Allison.

“We’ve done this before guys. Couple weeks ago we were standing ‘round just like this and we saved Malia, remember? That was total stranger. This are Lydia and Y/N.” Scott says.

“I’m here to save my best friends.” Allison says.

“I came to save mine.” Scott says looking at me and I smile a little.

“I came to save the girl I love.” I say and Scott smiles back, knowing that I’m talking about Y/N. I run into the building with Scott feeling weaker every minute. He stops to smell the air and I stop behind him.

“They’re here, this way.” He starts running again and I follow him.

~(Y/N)’s pov~

Void grabs mine and Lydia’s arm and pushes us into the small room with no windows or doors, the only way out being the metal bar door that we just came through.

“They’re here. And I don’t need to scream to know that they are going to kill you.” Lydia says looking him in the eyes.

“Good. This is exactly why I brought you. I needed to know when will they be close enough.” Nogitsune says and pulls some dagger out of his pocket. Then Oni’s appear around us and take their swords out. I grab Lydia’s hand and pull her behind them, “Cuz only when they’re close I know I can do this.” Void says and breaks the dagger, a small green smoke coming out of it. The Oni’s disappear with Void, leaving Lydia and me alone.

After a few minutes we hear two pair of footsteps running down the stairs and we see Scott and Stiles.

“Y/N!” Stiles says as Scott opens the door and I smile.

“No, no, no why are you here?” Lydia says and they look at her confused.

“We are here for you.” Scott says confused.

“You weren’t supposed to be here. You didn’t get our message?” Lydia asks breathing quickly. I honestly don’t pay attention to their talking I just run into Stiles’ arms. I hug him tightly and he hugs me back, nuzzling his nose in my hair.

“I missed you so much.” I whisper and he hugs me more tightly.

“I missed you too, love.” He says back and I smile letting some happy tears to fall from my eyes.

“Come on, we have to go.” Scott says and we start to run outside. On the half way there Stiles slows down.

“Y/N..Y/N I can’t, I can’t..” He leans on the wall and I stop, looking back at him. I quickly grab him and he puts his arm around my shoulders as I wrap ma right arm around his waist slowly putting him down. I look to my left and see that Scott and Lydia kept running. I look back at Stiles to see that he closed his eyes.

“Stiles? Stiles! Please don’t be dead, I need you. I love you, please.” I say looking at him. Then I hear a piercing scream from outside. It’s Lydia yelling Allison’s name. That can only mean one thing. I hold a breath and look at the empty wall in front of myself before I start to cry. My best friend is dead..I lean my head on Stiles’ chest as I cry my eyes out.


Kira and her mom took me and Stiles to their house so we can rest a little. I sit on the couch looking blankly in front of myself. My best friend is dead.

“Y/N?” I hear Stiles calling my name but I don’t move, “Y/N?” He asks again and I hum in response finally looking at him.

“I know that it hurts but you must stay strong. You are very vulnerable right now and I can’t let anything happen to you. Please stay strong because I know you are, you are one of the strongest people I know.” He says and I hug him, “And I love you too.” He whispers and I pull away slowly.

“You heard me?” I ask and he nods with a small smile.

“I always loved you and I always will.” He strokes my cheek and I smile softly.

“I love you Stiles.” I say and he kisses me softly. I must stay strong, if not for myself then for the boy I love. Allison will always be a huge part of my life and I know that I will never forget her. I also know that Stiles is always going to be there to help me ease my pain.


That’d be me, chocolate thunder.

Characters - Garcia x reader, Derek x reader

Word count -398


‘Garcia?’ You said as you entered her room.
‘Y/N! What are you doing here?’ Penelope turned in her chair.
‘I thought I’d come and visit. Is that okay? You asked her.
‘Yeah your just gonna have to help me sugar, so get your cute little bum over here.’ She said excitedly as she made space for you and handed you some files and you started going through them.
You and Garcia were nearly done when the phone started ringing, you pressed it onto speaker so Garcia needed to talk since her hands were full.
‘Hey baby girl.’ A deep voice from the other end spoke up. You smiled coming up with a plan since Garcia couldn’t talk.
‘I’m sorry, but this isn’t your baby girl.’ You said looking at Garcia chuckling.
‘And who may this be?’ he questioned starting to get confused.
‘The one and only, amazing best friend of your baby girl.’ You said spinning in the chair.
‘This must be the chocolate thunder that I have heard lots about.’ You told him as he didn’t reply.
‘Yeah, this is him. So tell me what else have you heard.’ He asked, you turned to Garcia giving her a smirk.
‘Well I’ve heard you bring the best presents and give the infamous kisses on the cheek, which I’m waiting for and it better be as good as hoe Garcia describes it.’ You answered him, Garcia’s face going into to shock. She tried to grab the phone but you lifted the phone to your ear and walked to the hallway.
‘I also know that you protect her with your life and I’m thankful for that. I wouldn’t be able to live without her.’ You told him.
‘No problem.’ He replied.
‘I’ll put Garcia on now.’ You said smiling as you re-entered the room.
You sat on a comfy seat in the corner of Garcia’s office as the both of you worked I silence and went over cases. You had you back to the door focussed on a certain file when it suddenly opened.
‘Sweet cheeks?’ he asked as he paid no attention to your figure in the corner.
‘Yes, honey?’ Garcia asked turning in her chair.
‘Who was that on the phone?’ he questioned. You turned around watching Garcia look at you then back to Derek.
‘That’d be me, chocolate thunder.’ You replied with a smirk as he turned so fast he could get whiplash.

Originally posted by beckettsworld


Request: I’d like to request a healer/doctor!reader x Derek where Derek always pops up in her apartment whenever he is injured or needs advice and the Reader falls in love with him but thinks it’s unrequited. Then one night when Derek goes to her apartment to talk to her she’s not there (she’s on a date), so he waits and just when he starts getting worried/frustrated he hears her outside her door with her date and gets super jealous Thanks                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Warning:None!                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Note:I hope that you’re going to like it so if you do let me know please..:)                                                                                                                               ‘Seriouisly Derek what  now?’ He looked at me with simphaty..’Don’t be mad Y/N please I just need your advice.’ I crossed arms over my chest ‘With what,It’s actually 2 in the morning some of us have a real job.’ He smiled softly and sat down on the couch ‘I know,I’m sorry.’ I sat next to him ‘Okay what’s up tell me?” He let out a sigh ‘It’s just that I have this feelings for some girl and I don’t know what to do.’ I looked at him and I couldn’t describe how dissapointed I was.I fell in love with him long time ago and now I found out he’s in love with someone else..”Oh well then I think you should tell her .’ He looked at me unsure ‘Just like that?’                                                                                ‘Well if you truly love her then yeah.’ He nodded and smiled ‘Thanks Y/N.’ He walked toward the door “I’ll see you around.’ I nodded ‘ Yeah!’ and  he left me standing here sad and dissapointed.                                                               Derek P.O.V                                                                                                        I was outside of the Y/N apartment,finally I decided to tell her that I love her..She didn’t opened the door so I entered in by myself seeing she wasn’t there,probably she was late from work again.But then I heard her outside and she was talking with someone.’Thank you Matt,I had a great time.’ Matt? ‘I’m glad so would you like to go grab a coffee sometime?” Please say no,please say no,please say no ‘Sure.’ Ugh really this is what a get for being a coward and not telling her sooner.They said their goodbyes and then I heard her unlocking her door.’                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Y/N P.O.V                                                                                                              I entered  into my apartment and removed my shoes and coat and when I walked  into my living room I saw Derek standing there ‘Oh crap not tonight Derek please.’ I let my body fall down on the couch ‘Where were you?” I looked at him shocked and let out a sigh ‘Seriously Hale?” He raised his eyebrows..’Fine I was on a date?’ He sat on a table in front of me.’You need to cancel the next date.’I looked at him and let out a laugh “Yeah right,and why?” He pulled me toward him ‘Because I love you Y/N.’I looked him in the eyes ‘You lo..WHAT?’ He leaned closer ‘You’re the girl that l have feelings for.’l smiled widely ‘Well it was about the time,because l love you too.’He smiled back and then he kissed me..l’m  in his arms finaly.                                                                         

Okay so

I don’t know how to feel. So. Many. Thoughts. My brain is going to explode. Why would they be filming the girl squad if Even is the main? But why would they be filming Evak if sana is the main? Is there even a main at all? And we all know that Julie knows everything. So that means that she MUST have allowed Henrik to post that stuff. Also don’t even get me started on the Mikael/ Yousef situation. And are we even going to get a trailer? Is all of this misleading info being released in place of the trailer? I am not okay. Julie is probably sitting behind her computer laughing at the mess that is this fandom rn. Julie, you amazing, horrible, perfect, cruel, beautiful evil genius… What are you doing to us?!?!?! This was a mess but i just needed to vent cuz I’m so confused. Nothing is real anymore. What is air?

Wtf. I decided to binge watch Rick and Morty tonight. And then suddenly this devilish Petyr Baelish look-alike appears and 5 mins later, he totally starts having chemistry with Summer who could just as well be modern Sansa. And I don’t know where this episode is going, but the creepyship is following me around like mad.


Summer: I was your only friend and I get nothing?

Mr. Needful: Okay I give you one thing. Name it.

Summer: I wanna help you!

Mr. Needful: Clever twist ;)

Summer: I learned from the best ;P

THIS IS MY SHIP. D&D, DO YOU SEE THIS?? this show got it right!

Update 2: awwwwww

Update 3:

okay, he dumped her for power, thought he won and then she got her revenge on him and he was history. THIS IS SO NOT COOL! not even fake Petyr/Sansa can stand a chance….

anonymous asked:

Part one: Yesterday my best friend(f17) and I(f17) were doing homework on her kitchen floor (there wasn't enough space for all our books anywhere else) but after a while I noticed she was getting closer and closer until her legs were actually laying across me. I sorta looked at her quizzically and she smirked. She leaned in and started kissing my neck and playing with my hair. After a couple seconds she pulled away and straddled me. She started to pull off my shirt and asked if it was okay.

Part two: in response I started to pull off her shirt. She smiled and we continued to get completely naked. She rubbed her hands all over my body while I kissed her hips (god she has the most beautiful body) she moaned so loud while i ate her out and I can’t wait to do it again!

more confession here

anonymous asked:

ummm please do 1 with hollstein?

Prompt“can you please come and get me?”

Okay so here’s a little thing, relating to some of my headcanons for a recently human Carmilla adjusting to life. It took me a while and it’s not great but anyway here you go!

Carmilla kicked her chair, instantly groaning as she felt the pain that followed. Being human again was really starting to get on her nerves, she couldn’t do any of the things that she used to and she was beginning to feel pretty useless.

Grumbling she cast a glare towards the unopened jar of pasta sauce before continuing to pace around the apartment. All she wanted to do was cook a nice meal for when Laura got back but she couldn’t even do that. Her fists shook as the door opened and in walked Laura, arm full of bags and completely oblivious to the anger resonating over her girlfriend.

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Fair Part 2 (Alec x Reader x Team) Imagine

A/N: You can leave requests.


   You walked into Isabelle’s room to meet the others, after all you guys never really had a chance to talk last night. The others smiled at you as you entered.

“Is he safe?” you asked.

“Yeah he fine, I left him a few hours ago” Izzy told you. “How did it go with Alec” You rolled your eyes remembering what happened between the two of you before you answered.

“If he said anything none of you guys have anything to do with it”.

“Wait he caught you” Clary half-shouted.

“Yeah but don’t worry about it he thinks it’s was only me so it’s not big deal, just go with. I mean it”

“But Y/N we can-“ Izzy started to speak but you cut her off.

“No Izzy, I will take the blame if it gets out. Okay?” Izzy rolled her eyes she didn’t want to agree but she knew you and you weren’t going to stop until you heard the answer you wanted.

“Okay” She agreed but if someone found out she would also take the blame even if you didn’t know.

“Now let’s go training” You said grabbing Izzy’s arm taking her with you.


  You guys enter the main room laughing and when you step in everyone turn to face you all. You all stop laughing then looked at each other then back at all of the eyes that were staring at you.

“Do you need something?” Izzy asked politely to no one in particular,

“How can you guys be laughing in a time like this?” One of the shadowhunters that you think name was Ryan in front of you asked.

“Time like what?” Clary asked but you were pretty sure you knew what they were talking about.

“You guys didn’t hear? Someone here is a traitor someone attacked Alec and his crew last night and took Merliorn with them.” Another shadowhunters spoke.

“You can’t be serious” Jace said crossing his arms, while the rest of you just stood there pulling a fake shocked look.

“Why would we joke about this?” The same shadowhunter said. He was right we wouldn’t but they needed to think that you guys knew nothing about this whole thing.

“Where’s Alec too?” Jace asked them.

“Maryse office with The Clave”

“Come on guys” Jace said as he started to leave, soon you three followed behind him. Jace led you guys into an empty hallway and spoke.

“At least no one knows it was us”

“Well yeah but at least one person knows it was me.” You said “Soon he will connected the dots and then all you guys have to do is denied.”

“Can we just stop talking about getting caught” Clary half yelled while rolling her eyes. Man she was starting to pick up your guys habits. “Right now were fine so all we have to do is act like we know nothing. Would that be to hard?”

“No” You all replied back to her. All you guys had to do was go about your day like it was normal not like you guys went back on The Clave and committed a crime.

“Now lets spit up and start asking people what’s going on so we look more believable” Clary demanded as she turned to leave. The three of you guys looked at each other and shrugged then started to follow her back into the main space.

 After hours of asking about what was going on and hearing nothing from Maryse and The Clave, you headed back to your room calling it a night. But before you got a chance to get to your room you were pulled into an another room by someone. You were about to scream but the person put their hand over your mouth. You trying to get out of their arms as they shut the door but it was no use they were a lot stronger then you. When the door was shut you were slammed into the wall facing the person. Your eyes shut for a few seconds trying to get over the pain that was now in your back but when you did, you came face to face with Alec. You tried to speak but you couldn’t due to his hand so you did the only thing you could think of. You bit his hand.

“YOU BITCH” He yelled as he took his hand away from your mouth. Before you even got a chance to leave he put his other arm up blocking your way.

“What are you doing?” You asked facing him.

“What were you doing there last night” He demanded. He was angry you could tell by his eyes the normally bright blue ones were now a dark almost black colour. You should of known that this is what he wanted,

“Wouldn’t you like to know that” You spoke with a smirk. Which made him even more angry, he punched the wall next to your head making you sink down in fear. You didn’t know if you have ever saw him like this before.

“I’ll asked you once more, what were you doing there last night?”

“My job”

“Betraying The Clave isn’t your job Y/N” He said as he moved his face closer to yours. “Protecting others is, you have no idea what you did to me. What spot you put me in. What’s going to happen to me”

“Would you just stop talking about yourself because there’s a lot more people involves in this. There’s no I in team Alec” You said.

“But there is one traitor, which you are” He replied back. You just stare at him. You knew he was right but what could you do it was too late.

“I was helping a friend like I told you last night, friends help each other no matter what”

“You know I excepted this from Izzy and Jace even Clary but you! I never thought you would do something like this for them.”

“I didn’t do this for them”

“Don’t lie to me anymore Y/N I know you guys did it, The Clave might not but I do. Who else could get the vampires and werewolves involved. Clary’s has connects to both of them.” What could you do now? He knew everything.

“Have you heard yourself speak? You sound crazy” You said while laughing. Alec looked at you and took his arm away. You were about to go when he spoke once again.

“Crazy but it’s true and you know that. If you walk out of this room The Clave will know in a matter of seconds that you guys pulled this off.” This time you didn’t leave him like last night, you turned back around to look at Alec

“You wouldn’t dare”

“Watch me” Alec said as he took out his phone and started to dial a number. You knew it had to be Maryse, Lydia or The Clave. No matter which one it was it still meant trouble.

“How could you betrayed your friends?” you yelled, while trying to get the phone from Alec’s hand. He held it up higher so it was above his head even with jumping you still couldn’t reach it.

“How could you betrayed The Clave?” You stop jumping and stood right in front of him. You him dead in the eye and said “It wasn’t hard since family comes first no matter. Izzy who is my best friend and also your sister was about to lose someone that she cared about just because they thought he was guilty even thou he wasn’t. They just assumed which is beyond ridiculous, they were going to kill a innocent person. For what nothing!.”

“He wasn’t innocent Y/N and he’s a downworlder” Alec said. You just shook your head.

“Your just saying that because that’s what The Clave told you. There’s nothing wrong with being a downworlder. For once in your life get your head out of your ass Alec and realized that they are wrong.” You said as you turn to finally leave.

“If you want to turn us in go ahead and do it. At least we know that we did it to save an innocent life. We also know who haves our backs” With that you left to finally go to your room. You were hoping that maybe it could change Alec’s mind but you were having doubts if anyone ever could.


  Here you guys were again in the main room. Every shadowhunter in the building was called here for The Claves announcement about the incident that happened. You filled the others in on what happen between Alec and you last night on your way here. So now you guys were waiting to see it he really said it was you guys who pulled it off. Alec was holding your guys faith in his hands and there was nothing that you guys could do but stand here and wait.

“Everyone” Maryse spoke as she took her spot in the front of the room along with Alec, Lydia and other Clave members. Everyone went silent not wanting to miss what they had to say.

“We all know what happen the others night but not all of us know who did it. Frankly we don’t either. After looking for the last few days and speaking to the people that were there, we have come to a conclusion that it was Valentine and his men. No one needs to worry that we have any traitors in this institute. So please everyone get back to work” Maryse said. With that everyone signed in relief then headed back to their work. You all stood there with shocked looks on your faces. None of you thought that Alec would change his mind. As soon as everyone clear away Alec walked down over the steps to you guys.

“Thank you” Izzy said as she hugged her older brother.

“What changed your mind?” Jace asked. Alec looked at him and smile.

“I realized that the Clave isn’t always right. What they were going to do was wrong. I know you guys would have my back so I have yours” After Izzy was done hugging Alec, the others also said thank you to him then left to do their own work.

“Am I still your best friend?” you asked. Alec looked down at you and rolled his eyes.

“Obviously but you are going to have to earn some or my trust back”

“That would be no problem” You said as you grabbed a hold of his arm. “Now let’s go teach you how to fight better” you told him as you guys made your way towards the training room. You knew everything was going to be fine as long as no one else found out your guys secret.

Robins and Toddlers - Damian Wayne x Younger Sibling!Reader

Anon asks: “Can I request a one shot? With around the time when Damian was just getting situated at Wayne manor but then Alfred like goes to pick up Bruce’s like three year old daughter from her mother’s house and the two siblings finally meet? And like at first, he thinks she’s an annoying brat but then starts to warm up to her in a Damian kind of way? Omg sorry it sounds so long :’)”

Warnings: slight swearing in Damian’s thoughts

a/n: okay I had a lot of fun doing this, especially the ending. Thank you for requesting anon, and if you’d like any changes, please message me :)

Damian was sitting around Wayne manor. He wasn’t comfortable here. Not yet. It had been about 6 months since his mother had dropped him off here, and while his father had tried to be welcoming to the son he didn’t know he had, and while Alfred had been extremely kind to him, he just did not feel comfortable at the manor yet. This wasn’t home. His home was with the League, and while being there wasn’t always great it was familiar, and he had had that ripped away from him. And you want to know what made that worse? The fact that now he had to look after some annoying brat.

To explain, about 3 hours ago Alfred had went to pick up Bruce’s daughter, to which Damian had remarked bitterly “Oh, does he know about her? Or is this another surprise to Father.” Ever since then, the toddler had been at the manor, wreaking havoc and disrupting the small amount of peace Damian had built there.

The young girl’s name was Y/N Kyle, daughter of Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle, daughter of Batman and Catwoman. Yeah, this child was going to grow up so fucked, Damian could already tell. She’d probably grow up to be annoying too, Damian was positive of that. In the short 3 hours that the girl had been there, she had already managed to break a glass of milk, latch herself to Damian’s right leg, make him watch extremely stupid cartoons, and asked him every dumb question she could articulate properly. Damian was appalled at the fact that the girl was so childish, disregarding the fact that she was 3 years old and it was normal. When he was 3 he was learning to kill people. He didn’t quite get a normal childhood.

And the situation was growing ever worse. The girl had taken to calling him ‘Dami’, because his whole name was a bit of a struggle for the little tot. “Dami! Dami! Look at the little boydie!” Y/N exclaimed, tapping the glass of the manor’s windows while pointing to a robin that had landed on a tree outside. Damian rolled his eyes, what was so fascinating about a stupid robin? “Dami! Look!” Y/N shouted again, desperately wanting the boy, who she did recognize as her brother since Mommy had told her that she was going to meet him today, to look at the bird outside. Groaning in annoyance as he got up from the couch, he reluctantly walked to the window, looking at the bird, seeing nothing particularly special. “I see it Y/N. It’s just a stupid bird.” Damian grumbles, before going to sit back down.

“That’s a bad woyd Dami!” The little girl exclaimed, and she pulled herself on to the couch next to him. Her inability to pronounce R’s was starting to irritate Damian. Hell, everything this kid did was starting to irritate Damian. “Just…watch the television. I have more important things to do…” He trails off, rolling his eyes as he picks up the pen and paper he had been writing his mother a letter on. He didn’t even know if she got them, Alfred and father had told him they had been sent, but so far he had gotten no response. Y/N obeys her brother, happily watching Mickie Mouse and Goofy go on a mission to save Minnie’s lost bow. When the characters asked which tool they should use, Y/N would give her opinion, very loudly. Damian didn’t understand that she was just a little, excited, 3-year-old girl. All he was thinking about as the girl exclaimed her excitement was that she was interrupting his train of thought. The more she shouted, the more he couldn’t concentrate on writing to his mother.

“Would you please be quiet for two seconds, child?!” Damian finally barked, while glaring at the small girl beside him. Tears immediately welled up in Y/N’s eyes. “I’m sowwy Dami.” She whimpers out, as she slides off the couch and goes to climb up the staircase, heading to the place that Alfred had told her was her room when she made special visits to the manor, about once every 3-6 months. As the toddler walked to her room, she wiped her tears and runny nose with the sleeve of her too-big pink shirt, white socks dragging slightly across the hardwood floors. She didn’t know why her Dami was mad at her, she just wanted to show him that she had gotten the question right.

Damian was happy, he could finally write the letter to his mother. God, he hoped she would get it this time, he missed her dearly. After finishing up his letter, putting it in an addressed envelope, and finally setting it on the kitchen counter for Alfred to send later, he sat down to watch some television. While watching Mickie Mouse Clubhouse, something he would never admit to by the way, he couldn’t help but feel slightly guilty. He’d admit it, he didn’t feel guilty often, and he didn’t know why he felt guilty now. I mean it’s not like he yelled at the little brat and made her cry, right? But then he realizes, that’s exactly what he did. Groaning in self-annoyance, he gets up and walks over to the staircase, intending to apologize to…well, his sister. There was really no denying it anymore.

When he reached her room, he cautiously opened the door and saw that Y/N was covered in her purple blankets, face buried in the purple pillow under her head, soft sniffles coming from her. Damian walked in, slowly lowering himself to sit on the bed. “I’m sorry that I yelled at you Y/N. I have not heard from my mother in a…long time. I just wanted to finish my letter to her.” Damian admits, looking at the small child that was engulfed in the blankets. Raising her head from the pillow, and dragging herself out from under the covers, Y/N crawls over to Damian, crawling in his lap and giving him a very tight hug. “I’m sowwy you haven’t seen yoy mommy, Dami.” The little girl mumbles, while burying her head in Damian’s shoulder. They stayed like that for a while, Damian again would never admit it, but his sister made him feel better. The truth was, he knew his mother was getting his letters, he had found the returned envelopes in one of the many locked drawers his father kept in his office, about a week ago.

“I am too.” Damian murmurs, as he holds his baby sister tighter to him. “Would you like to go outside and look at the birds, Y/N? There are many more robins out there now.” He asks, as he looks down into the little girl’s bright green eyes. She had obtained that trait from her mother, that was for sure. “Yay! Let’s go look at the wobins! I love wobins, Dami!” Y/N exclaims, as she jumps off his lap and runs out of her room.

Maybe being at Wayne manor won’t be so bad, Damian thinks, as he heads downstairs with his sister.

Because I was starving after not eating for two days and my dorm neighbor gave me her taco:

Nico hadn’t realized he was hungry until his sister had started a video chat with him and chided him for not eating.

“What do you want me to do, I’m not hungry,” he protested.

“You’ll get sick if you don’t eat, Nico.” She moved her phone and the image blurred for a moment before refocusing. “What’d you eat yesterday?”

“Just a salad. Didn’t feel too good after.” Bianca gave him a reprimanding look and he shrugged. “My stomach has been weird.”

“You’re just homesick. It happened to me too.” He raised an eyebrow. “Okay, I have to go to the store. Meanwhile, you need to go find something to eat, okay?”

“Sure. The café had these little sandwiches earlier. I’ll get one of those since the cafeteria is closed.”

“I want a picture of you eating!” she said. “Okay, love you, bye!”

“Bye,” he answered. He hung up the video call and slumped into his bed. His stomach was still burning from the salad the night before. Maybe Bianca was right. It was just him being homesick. And nervous.

This was the first time he was completely on his own. He was hours away from home, in a city he didn’t know, with no relatives. It was terrifying. He missed his sisters. He missed his own bed, his own room- which Hazel had immediately claimed when they got back. She sent a picture.

Heaving a sigh, he got off his bed and left the dorm. His roommate was gone, so he locked it before going to the elevator down the hall to get down to the third floor. Over the last two days, he’d gotten used to the campus layout. Thankfully, the café and cafeteria were close to his dorm hall.

He crossed the street and walked under the shaded breezeway that led to the doors of the café on the left side and to the doors of the bookstore on the right. He went into the café which was loud with chatter of people who had already made friends, the mellow rock blaring through the speakers, and the blenders making coffees for customers.

To his disappointment there were no sandwiches, and he had actually hoped to get one. They looked pretty good. Still, his hopes didn’t make any new ones appear in the glass door fridge. The cafeteria was closed and he wasn’t sure where the other dining hall was at or if it was even open. He stood in line and asked the barista if they would restock the sandwiches soon.

Sadly, they wouldn’t until the next day when classes started. He thanked her and went back to his dorm, suddenly hungry. His stomach was growling. As he went back up the elevator, he figured he could either check online to see if anyone knew when the other dining hall would open or suck it up and eat a granola bar.

He went into his room and got on the university’s media page to ask. Surprisingly he was answered quickly- they don’t open until tomorrow.

He cursed under his breath and sighed.

Then he heard a few laughing voices outside his dorm. Nico wasn’t a person who socialized easily, but he figured it’d be better for him to force himself rather than starve for the rest of the day.

Steeling himself, he walked over to the door, took a breath and looked out. There were three guys walking down the hall with smiles on their faces, obviously already friends.

“Um, hi,” Nico said. Three pairs of eyes flickered to him, two dark, one a startling blue. Nico cleared his throat and managed a terse smile. “Do you guys happen to know where I could get food nearby?”

“Oh we just came from eating,” one said. He had cornrows, dark skin, dark jeans, and a shirt with Kenny G on it. “Do you have a car? We could-” Nico shook his head, causing him to trail off.

“Well, there’s a café nearby in the Rag Center,” another said. He had a Brazilian flag bandana tied on his wrist, long, straight, glossy black hair and a tank top with shorts. There were two jagged pale marks on his shoulders, but Nico quickly looked away.

“Um, yeah I tried that, they don’t have any solid food right now.” He chuckled nervously. “I was just hungry, and apparently none of the dining halls are open.”

“Well, we were just getting used to the layout of the city,” the last one said. He had a slight drawl in his voice that suggested he was from the south. It was subtle and pleasant. He was blond and wore khaki shorts with a House of Blues shirt. “There’s a small coffee shop near the East hall but it’s a bit of a walk.” Nico nodded, unable to find words with those blue eyes looking right at him. The more he looked the more he noticed.

The freckles splattered on his face, the way one corner of his mouth seemed to curl up in a half smile, the fullness of his lips, the raspy undertone to his voice. “Oh, I’ve got a taco,” he recalled suddenly. “Can I see the bag, Austin?”

The boy with the Kenny G shirt handed over a large paper shopping bag filled with miscellaneous things for the dorms. The blond looked inside and pulled out a taco wrapped in red checkered papers. “I got it from the café earlier. Do you want it?”

“Uh, y-yeah. I’m starving.” The blond smiled and handed it over, causing Nico to blush slightly.

“I’m Will,” he said, extending a hand. Nico shook it and smiled.


“I’m Austin,” the boy with the dreads said.

“I’m Paolo,” the one with the bandana said. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you guys,” he nodded.

“We’re all roommates here in this dorm right across from you,” Will said.

“Oh, okay. Wow. My roommate isn’t here.” He chuckled. “Um, but thank you. Thank you so much, really.”

“No problem,” Will smiled. The other two went inside and Nico figured he should too. But before he could take a step back, Will took one forward. “Oh, hey, there’s a mandatory hall meeting later today. At seven.”

“Yeah I saw the signs,” he answered, feeling his hands begin to shake.

“Well, I guess I’ll see you there then.”

Nico nodded and smiled nervously. “Thanks. For the uh taco.”

Will chuckled and rubbed his neck. “If you ever want to check the city out or… uh, if you want someone to go eat with, just…. You know.” He gestured to his door.

“Oh. Oh! Yeah, sure! That’d be nice.” Nico bit his lip. “Thanks. Uh, I’ve said that a lot. Um… yeah, I’ll let you know….”

“Okay, cool,” Will smiled. “Um, bye.” Nico nodded and ducked back into his dorm as Will went into his own.

Isabelle. //Draco Malfoy x Reader

Title: Isabelle

Prompt: Reader is from an American wizarding school, and when her parents make her move to London and go to Hogwarts after she gets pregnant in her sixth year, she’s forced to handle school and her baby.

Paring: Draco x Parent! Reader

Warning(s): I don’t know?? Nice Draco??

“Ah yes, Ms. Y/L/N, is it?” Professor McGonagall smiled warmly at me, “Yes ma’am,” I smiled back my voice softer than hers. We were standing in the corridor, as she was telling me everything I needed to know about Hogwarts. About the houses, classes, everything. “So, we’ll have you go ahead and do the sorting hat, which will help us get you settled into the house you’re suppose to be in, okay?” she smiled, I nodded as my eleven month old, Isabelle, started crying. “I’m sorry, it will only be a second.” I whispered, holding Isabelle to my chest I started to shush her, singing soft melodies if nursery rhymes.

It took time, like always. I went back to Professor, smiling. “What’s her name?” she asked, she didn’t know Isabelle’s name, and I wanted to have her ask. “Isabelle,” I smiled down at her, “She’s named after my mum,” I stated looking at Professor, “Beautiful name, now we should go to the great hall, that’s where we serve all meals, and deliver news.” She led me to the two gigantic doors, “After you,” I said looked at Professor, putting my daughter on her own two feet.

“As many of you know, we don’t take in many people after the opening of the new year at Hogwarts, but this young lady was someone we could not pass up. Her parents are phenomenal wizards, as she is too. So please welcome Y/N Y/L/N.” I looked at my daughter smiling at her; she was playing with the flowers I picked earlier. I picked her up and walked inside with Professor, everyone’s ‘whoo-hooing’ went to a stop as soon as they saw us. I couldn’t help but to notice a boy, around my age starring at me, more then I’d like.

“SLYTERIN!” the nasty old hat yelled, I looked at the table that yelled, and screamed. I looked at Professor McGonagall, she nodded towards the house. I nodded. I noticed the boy who was starring at me before scoot over and make room. “Hi,” the boy said as I sat down beside him, “Hi,” I breathed out, his eyes went to the brunette in my arms, “I’m Malfoy, Draco Malfoy.” He said looking into my eyes, smirking a bit, “Y/L/N, Y/N Y/L/N.” I smiled, “Tell me about yourself.” He smiled; it looked like a sincere smile.

Time went by, and the boy, Draco, and I had gotten close. He was one of my only friends, only true friend, that is. I was friends with Pansy, but she only liked me because I was always around Draco. “Where’s Isabelle?” I asked, walking into Draco’s bedroom, he had his own room, as did I. We both took Isabelle on different days, depending on our mood. “She’s in the bathroom, getting dressed.” He chucked, “What were you guys doing?” I ask, my eyebrow raising, Isabelle came running from his bathroom, “Dress up,” he smiled looking at her, “Mummy, I have a secret that I need to tell you!” Isabelle looked in-between them, “What is it, love?” I asked, my eyes going to her, “Draco said he loved you,” she giggled, jumping off my lap, “Bloody hell,” he muttered, “You.. You love me?” I ask, worry in my voice, “Yeah,” he whispered looking down, his pale skin getting a slight tint. “I love you too love.” I smiled kissing his cheek. “Really?” he looked up smiling, I nodded quickly.

“I love you.” We said in unison before Isabelle came up and getting on the bed, “I love mummy and Draco.” Isabelle giggled kissing our foreheads. “I love you too.” I smiled, kissing her cheek.

A/N: I like the name Isabelle, and it kind of came to me becasue of Pierce The Veils song ‘Song for Isabelle’ lol. So yeah! Any requests??

Thoughts watching tmwfte

Opening scene : ooo thats a nice type…DAVID BOWIE …. * dinah shore voice * ooo I  like that   

*movie officially starts * Tommy walking for 500 years! 

Me : ooo nice very warm arent yeh 

Tommy : *almost gets hit by a car *                                                                        Me : Y U NO LOOK BOTH WAYS DO THEY NOT TEACH THIS IN SPACE KINDERGARTEN 

Nearly 5 mins in : hair and face reveal                                                                  Me * falls off chair * : YASSSSSSSSSSSSS YASSSSSSSSSSS YASSSSSSSSS 

Tommy * goes to little store bench * 

Me : Ermmm r u okey is u good r u okay 

Tommy : selling his ring at the store                                                                      store lady : “20$ “ “ take it or leave it “                                                                 Me : looooool he wanted to smack her so hard 

Tommy * takes 20$ and gets water from teh lake*

Me : EWWW NOOOOOOOOO ur gonna die u are going to die of ebola ,malaria ,gangrene  , syphilis and the plauge Y U DRINK LAKE WATER 

Tommy : * shows up in nice suit w/thousands of dollars in an envelope out nowhere *

Me : what have u been doing….. selling crack cuz boiiiiiiiii

Tommy : *comes behind farnsworth and picks up paper*

me : that was creepy 

Tommy : i need more money

farns : what the hell for 

me : I wanna know too bc what in the damn hell 

me * skips part w/nate whoops * 

tommy : at kabuki restaurant 

Me : lerl much cute 

* at teh hotel *

Mary-lou : * takes suitcase *

Me : where ARE YOU GOING .. r00d 

* in the elevator *  

tommy : * sounding like hes abt to die * “ no ill take the stairs “

Mary-lou : * Already started this elevator WHOOPS * “ its 5 flights                       Tommy : *passes out * 

Me : “oh god “

*mary-lou stops elevator *

me : okay good slowly go back downstairs and call someone

Mary-lou *moves tommy out of elevator *


*mary-lou picks up tommy *

Mary-lou : “ are you okay is this good “ 

Me : Lmaooooooooo obviously not hes bleeding 

* mary-lou puts tommy on bed *

Me : noooooo y u do this y u put him flat on his back if he cant move and he gets sick he could choke and die ermagerd 

Mary-lou : mister r u okay 
Me : aww her voice so cute tho                                                                             Tommy : * act like he is fine * “ oh i must have fainted lol “                                   Mary - Lou “ I thought you were dead “                                                           me : nobody is gonna die that— lemme not   

Mary-lou “ ill call a doctor “

Tommy :“no dont call a doctor”    

Me : lol okay if u wanna sit there nd die

Mary-lou *hangs up phone * 

Tommy * throws up *

Me : See this is Y … tsk tsk tsk poor bby

Mary -lou * starts cleaning tommy up *

Me : ummm.. she has no gloves or anything … blood borne pathogens r alive and real up in this piece 

mary-lou : * touching tommys hand * 

Me : nooooooo he clearly threw up on his hand Y R U TOUCHING IT GURL 

Me * takes a second *


Tommy * wakes up * : can I have a drink 

Me : lol no 

Mary-lou : “ r u sure you should drink  * in her mind : lol no bc i just spent 2 hours cleaning and i dont have time for u to throw up again “

Mary-lou * offers alcoholic beverage *

Me : girl what is u doing 

Tommy : Just a glass of water *starts getting up * 

Mary-lou * lol boiiiii if you dont sit yo as- * “ no no i’ll get it “

20 seconds later 

Mary - lou * thirstily * wats ur neme 

tommy : “ sussex “

Me : LIAR thet is a place in england LIES 

LOL part 1 is done will do more parts if yed like lmao <3 made partially to cheer up  @bowieakajohn hope this makes yeh smiles bby * hug *