everytime i come close to you

So, anon asked me if i could recommend them clizzy fics and i decided to make a master post. Your welcome ;)

anonymous asked:

share ur fave yoonmin moments!

  • There’s this Bangtan Episode for Bangtans’ first birthday party in that video Jimin and Yoongi are decorating a cake, on their way back to the dorm Yoongi starts complaining that Jimin doesn’t like him, so Jimin scoots really close to him and says “Hyung, I like you Hyung” in a very low voice and everytime I think of that I yell on the inside. 
  • During an Inkigayo Fanmeet Yoongi was explaining the reason that he teases Jimin so much is because he really loves him and he’s cute, he then asks Jimin for a hug and everyone else in Bangtan starts screaming from the sudden affection coming from Yoongi. (:
  • When Bangtan was playing Jenga in a Bangtan Bomb they switched up the rules and decided that the loser would have to kiss someone else, at the end the loser ends up being Jimin and Jimin decides to ask Yoongi “Would you like to kiss with me?”, everyone else in Bangtan gets excited about this as they loudly start chanting “It’s Suga-Hyung!” and Taehyung even starts to lightly hold him down, when Jimin starts walking towards Yoongi, slowly removing his jacket, the fact that Yoongi just sat there waiting for it was something to scream about. 
  • Another one of my favorite moments was during Kiss The Radio, when Yoongi was asked if he was composing any songs lately, he then answered that he was and that he was thinking of giving a song to Jimin because he’s a really hard worker.
  • During BTS FESTA 2016 each member had to answer questions about another member to see how much they knew about them, for Jimin’s questions it said things like “Thigh Measurement?” and “Ring Size?”, after Namjoon finishes answering all of Jimins’ question Yoongi then said “I would’ve easily got all the answers right if I did Jimins’.” if that doesn’t scream Yoonmin to you, I don’t know what does. 
  • There was this radio that Yoongi did on VLIVE and it was his birthday, he had called Jimin asking where he was to which Jimin replied “I’m in your heart hyung.”, a few seconds later Jimin came out and surprised him with a cake, he had also gotten Yoongi a sweater for his birthday that Yoongi had immediately put on. Towards the end of the stream Yoongi asks each member to say something to him because it’s his birthday, Hoseok and Taehyung both say something along the lines of “Thank you” but Jimin just looks at Yoongi and says “You know” to which Yoongi replies “I know”. The whole stream was just screaming Yoonmin to me. 
  • Also I think that Jimin during Yoongi’s ISAC basketball game deserves a spot on this list too. In this video you basically see Jimin at Yoongis feet, doing whatever he can to make sure that Yoongi is not feeling any stress before and during his baskteball game. Jimin even takes it up a notch and starts cheering for him really loudly, catching everyones’ attention.
Sex with Ethan and Grayson would include ♡

Request: ‘’What do you think Grayson and Ethan would be like in bed, like in detail??? xxx‘’

Just to be clear: I think that the twins most of the time would be really gentle and passionate buttt also could be really rough and lowkey kinky when having sex. Because let’s face it: they’re sex gods and just from looking at them I get really turned on, lol. BUT I do think that Ethan is more into kinky stuff and Grayson into more romantic sex ;) Hope you enjoy xx


↪ Lots and looots of sex

↪ Sexting before as a warm up ;)

↪ He would be dominant af, but sometimes sub as well

↪ Lazy morning sex

↪ Rarely slow and passionate sex and most of the time really rough and maybe even kinky?

↪ You stripping down for him and he licking his lips when you do

↪ He would be the KING of foreplay (I mean looook at those fingers)

↪ Teasing the freaking fuck out of you until you’re almost begging him to fuck you

↪ Running his lips over your panties and pulling at the waist

↪ His lips on every centimeter of your body

↪ You pressing your mouth against his shoulder to keep yourself from crying out his name

↪ Lots of making out, and kisses everywhere!

↪ HICKIES and love bites on very visible places on your skin

↪ ‘’E, I can’t go out like this’’

↪ ‘‘Sure you can, everyone will know that you’re mine’’

↪ Him grabbing hungrily your ass and squeezing your boobs

↪ Sex in public bathrooms if he’s feeling very horny or jealous when he saw other guys staring at you

↪ Sooo much moaning and panting

↪ Him smirking when you moan SUPER loud (which is like all the time)

↪ Low and deep groans from him (just imagine this omg)

↪ Sweaty and hot skin

↪ SpANKinG


↪ Hair pulling !!

↪ Eye contact (SO sexy)

↪ Lots of dirty talk

↪ ‘‘Eyes on me’‘

 ↪ ‘‘Be quiet, babygirl’‘

↪ ‘’Yeah, you like that huh?’’

↪ Eating you out like 24/7

↪ Him biting his lips when he sees you reaching your orgasm

↪ Him begging you to give him a blowjob

↪ Taking turns in pleasing each other

↪ Letting you know that you’re the most beautiful girl in the world

↪ Really intense orgasms

↪ Experimenting with different positions

↪ Soft whimpers

↪ Him grabbing your waist when you climb on top of him

↪ Him getting even more stimulated and loving it when you scream his name

↪ Him breathing heavily and unsteady into your neck

↪ Holding your hand when you cum (when you have really passionate sex)


↪ Sex like ALL the time when you’re spending time just at home

↪ Usually it would be pretty spontaneous but sometimes he would prepare some things and put lots of effort into making it special, like:

↪ Your favorite music playing in the background, dimmed lights, scented candles

↪  Most of the time he would be really gentle and careful but sometimes it would be really fast and rough

↪ Again: FOREPLAYYY! Foreplay would for sure include fingering, teasing and touching you everywhere (because let’s face it: Gray is really touchy)

↪ I just know that Gray would be very good at foreplay (I mean LOOK at those fingers and big hands oh my)

↪ Shaky hands when you reach your orgasm and him holding them

↪ Tracing your skin with his soft fingertips

↪ Slow movements

↪ ‘’Just fuck me already’’

↪ ‘’Patience, baby’’

↪ Every little thing you would argue about would get heated and lead to sex

↪ Also A LOT OF make up sex

↪ Him admiring your body and smiling when you undress yourself

↪ Complimenting you on your cute lingerie

↪ And him taking forever to pull it off

↪ ‘’Need some help?’’

↪ ‘’I will treat you like the queen you are’’

↪ Lots of making out and sweet kisses

↪ Giggling all the time

 ↪ ALWAYS asking if you’re comfortable since he’s worried that he would hurt you

 ↪ ‘‘Are you sure you’re okay? Do I need to slow down?’’

↪ Sex in his new car, sex in the shower, sex at the beach, sex in the bath, sex against the wall… Literally everywhere as long as you’re okay with it

↪ You grabbing his muscular arms when you reach your climax

↪ Him grunting when he’s thrusting into you

↪ Offering blowjobs as favours

↪ Him saying ‘Babe, tonight is all about you’ but like, every night

↪ Neck kisses and leaving hickies there also

↪ He would get ten times more horny when he sees you getting an orgasm while closing your eyes

↪ Him whispering ‘come for daddy’ when holding your legs apart

↪ Multiple orgasms a night since he knows your body so well and the things you like

↪ Cuddling and more soft kisses afterwards and limbs tangled in the sheets

↪ Him calling you baby/babygirl/princess/love/darling

↪ So much intercourse

↪ Eating you out like everytime you guys have sex

↪ And when he does you stroke your hands through his fluffy hair

↪ Lots of ‘i love you’s

↪ Bruises on your hips from his tight grip

↪ You falling asleep on top of him after the sex

↪ Him being completely fine with that and whispering sweet nothings into your ear and stroking your back

Moving on After Fred Weasley Passes Away - Headcanon/Would Include

Warnings: This broke my heart to write):

  • You wouldn’t cry much towards the beginning. Of course when the news hit a barricade of tears fell freely but after that, you learned how to bottle it all up. Everything was so unreal you weren’t even sure if it what was real anymore.
  • Fred was your best friend, your other half, the love of your life.
  • After the Battle of Hogwarts you’d travel back to the Burrow with the Weasley’s.
  • He was buried shortly after the Battle. His casket was a sleek black color and shined in the rain that fell. You placed a flower on the top of his casket and choked on a shaky sob. George stood behind you and his hand found it’s way into yours, giving you a squeeze of reassurance as he cried with you. You had never felt more lost in your life. Your fingers twiddled with the diamond band wrapped around your finger. It felt more like a piece of mockery, there to remind you everyday of what you could now never have.
  • Molly spent an entire week in the twins’ bedroom. She didn’t talk, hardly ate, just stared blankly at the wall next to Fred’s bed. He had pictures of his Hogwarts adventures taped to the wall and she had memorized every prospect of the photos so much she couldn’t rid the image from her brain when she closed her eyes, but she didn’t want to forget.
  • At the end of the week George entered his and Fred’s bedroom for the first time since the Battle. He spent an hour talking to his mother. You never did find out what he said, but you remember the burning visual of Molly exiting the room with reddened eyes full of heartbreak.
  • Ginny spent the nights sleeping in her room with you and cuddled against your chest, silently weeping to herself. Your presence made her feel close to her late brother, like he had never actually left.
  • George, Molly, and you would clean out Fred’s half of the room. It was full of tears and once happy now sad memories. Like the large maroon tie blanket you had made for Fred on your anniversary. Or the book on Magical Creatures that Fred had stolen on accident in Diagon Alley while he spied on you from behind a bookcase. You were shopping for all your school supplies and the redhead had torn from his family, catching glimpse of you in the robes shop and managed to follow you two stores later not wanting to leave you. You eventually caught him as he tripped over a pile of books, the binds of knowledge cascading to the floor with a crash. You smiled and helped him up while introducing yourself. The rest was history.
  • Arthur stood in the doorway of the room watching the three of you clean. Deep aging wrinkles indented his forehead making him appear older than he really was. His face was long, drowning in sorrow. He didn’t say a word, just watched.
  • Ginny cried alone in her room. Harry tried to comfort her but his success was no avail. She locked herself away for three days, lost in a sea of depression.
  • Ron turned to Harry and Hermione who welcomed him with open arms. He was the first to open up after his older brother’s death.
  • You stayed at the Burrow for a almost three weeks before flying to France. You choice was rash but you needed to get away. Molly understood and wished you well. You didn’t know how long you would be gone but you hoped it would give you some time to come to terms with the heartbreak you were experiencing.
  • Fred used to tell you when you were in school together that he always dreamed of going to France. He never knew why. He was rubbish at speaking French and had no idea how he’d survive, but it was a dream of his.
  • Percy, Bill, and Charlie all stayed at the Burrow for a month or so. Their hearts ached at the lose of their younger brother.
  • George… George no longer felt like himself. It was as if a part of himself was missing, torn from his soul. He dragged through the day’s, closing down the shop for a while. After spending two weeks at the Burrow he moved back to the apartment above Weasley Wizard Wheezes that Fred and him shared. The second he walked through the door he broke down. Tears splashed against his cheeks as he finally let all his emotions pour out. He called you, practically begging you to keep him company.
  • Of course you obliged and flew back home immediately. You lived with Fred in the apartment too. It was your home as well and you had been putting off going back to the apartment as much as possible. The home held so many items from your past involving Fred and you. Where he proposed to you, where you had you first blow up fight, where you had you first time together, where you had the million of talks about your future together, and so much more.  
  • This made Molly feel a little better when she heard you would be staying with George for a while. She hated the thought of George being all along right after losing his best friend, his twin, his other half.
  • You left France still clutching a box full of Fred’s belonging. A heavy feeling invaded your heart. You took a train to London after landing then joined George at the shop.
  • The minute the door swung open George’s arms were thrown around your frame as he pulled you into a tight embrace. The barrier you had been working so hard to uphold, crumbled at his touch. Not because you felt you could finally let go of all the emotions being kept inside. No, you cried because George’s embrace reminded you of Fred’s. The way his hold tighten as you sobbed mirrored Fred’s actions identically. Your chest ached as you came to realize you future with Fred was gone. George’s salty tears splashed on the crown of your head.
  • The first week barely any words at all were exchanged. You would mumble a small ‘good morning’ to each other during breakfast but that was usually it.
  • George spent the days in his room and the nights at a bar across the street. This continued on for a week until you confronted him. You waited up all night, worried sick. He stumbled in around three in the morning, eyes brimming red, breath stenching strong from alcohol.
  • “George Weasley, what the hell?” You would screeched. His eyes snapped up at you resembling a deer caught in headlights. His gazed quickly fell to the floor as he shut the house door and brushed past you. You yelled after him making him halt in his path,
  • “George pease just talk to me! I know this is hard for you, believe me I do. He was your brother. You two have never been apart so I can’t even begin to imagine what you’re going through. George I’m here for you and you can talk to me because I lost him too. You did everything with Fred, you two started this business together and we both know he just wants you to be happy again. Please… just try, George. Try for me, try for Fred. Please. I just want to be here for you. If there’s something I did. If you hate me-” Your voice broke at the end and your knees gave up. Crashing to the floor a echoing cry invaded the air. George stood motionless watching you fall apart before his eyes. He could almost hear Fred scolding him and urging him to act. Fred would want George to comfort you, Fred would want you two to be there for each other.
  • George hesitantly crossed the room and bent to your level. His hand reached out, brushing a strand of messy hair from your face. Glancing up at him you started in to question him but George beat you around the bush. He seemed half sobered up and shook his head.
  • “Y/n… it’s not you, I swear. You’re the most purest human being in the entirety of the world, please don’t think that way. Every moment you and Fred were together I could never shake that from my mind, how perfect you are. But god Y/n every time I see you I think of my brother. He loved you more than anything in this world and I know he would hate me right now for not being there for you. I feel like I’ve let him down and that hurts more than anything. I see Fred everytime I look in the mirror, everytime I see the pictures on the fridge, everytime I walk into the shop, everytime I come home and everytime I see you.”
  • His words took you by storm but for once, it made sense. You had been sleeping in Fred and your bed, helping start the shop back up (mainly by yourself), and it probably didn’t help that you had been stealing items of Fred’s clothing, just wanting to be close to him again. For the first time since the Battle, you admitted the burden you’d been holding inside.
  • “I wish I could’ve saved him. If I wasn’t distracted by the helping that student- if I would have been paying more attention to Fred… he’d still be here.” You quivered. George’s eye soften and he shook his head.
  • “Y/n you know no one could’ve stopped what happen. I’ve spent every night laying awake wondering if I could’ve changed something. I’m not sure what god planned this, or if there even is one, but Y/n we had no control over this.” His arms locked around you pulling you against his chest. His lips planted against your forehead sweetly covering you in a blanket of comfort.
  • You spent the rest of the night in George’s arm. You shared memories of Fred, some sweet, some funny, and some that made you cry again.
  • “Remember the time the two of you enchanted endless snowballs to pelt, well technically, Voldemort in the face and Quill in the back of the head?” You giggled into the glass of cherry red wine you held to your lips. George leaned into the cushion of the couch and shook his head with a smile. 
  • “Classic!”
  • George spent the night in Fred and your bed- to keep you company of course.
  • He kept you company for the rest of the nights to follow
  • The two of you began to drift into a weird zone
  • You had always lightly fancied George but it was Fred you loved.
  • He would randomly start bringing you home flowers and other small gifts
  • Some days George would come home to find a bundled up new sweater placed on his work desk. You always claimed the things you bought him were on sale so you just couldn’t resist but George knew better
  • A strong connection was growing and it confused you- George too. You wanted another shot at happiness but you weren’t sure if you were ready yet until another vacant Friday night rolled around and you found yourself laying on the couch in George’s arm talking about the week and before you knew it he was leaning forward.
  • The first time you kissed George you screwed your eyes shut tightly and imagined his lips as Fred’s. You knew it was horrible but you had no clue what else to do. It was like you were cheating on your fiance- your dead fiance, with his twin brother. But when you realized it was George, you didn’t entirely hate it. It was actually quite a fulfilling kiss. A part from inside of you warmed up for the first time in a long time.
  • George had a sickening vibe settling in the pit of his stomach after he pulled back. His heart sped up at the newfound affection the kiss brought although kissing you made him feel like he was betraying his brother. Fred planned to marry you for Merlin’s sake and there George was, making out with his dead twin’s girlfriend.
  • But you kissed him again the next day and he didn’t pull away
  • And the next
  • And the one after that too
  • Kissing you made George think of his brother. Fred loved you and George could understand why. Kissing you, sleeping beside you, comforting you, it all made George feel as if he was somehow growing closer to his twin.
  • At first your relationship with George was based solely on the fact that he was identical to your late lover but as time passed on George made you feel differently than Fred did. Despite you never thinking it was possible, George taught you how to laugh again. He would slowly crack back into his prankster self again. It took his almost a full year after Fred’s passing to invent a new product for the shop or even enter the store for more than passing to get to the apartment. He tested out the product on you during breakfast one morning. Pouring a lilac solution into the base of your black coffee and giving it a swirl, George carried on with breakfast as if nothing had happen. Dragging in, you hugged George from behind before taking a seat at the nook. You instantly sipped on the brewed mixture in front of you and spit it out in shock as the odd flavor set in.
  • George howled in laughed and bent over the kitchen stove pointing towards you. Furrowing your eyebrows you set the mug down and spoke up agitated,
  • “George what the hell did you put in- oh my god!”
  • You realized the change in tone quickly and covered your face in embarrassment. Your voice was as deep as a well making you sound similar to that of a male that had spent over half his life heavily smoking. George rushed over and planted a kiss to your cheek.
  • “It worked!” Although you were thoroughly ticked off at his choice of targeting you, you were happy he was back to his old ways. The bills were piling up by the second and the landlord wanted the shop either back up and running, or both of you to move out. Dumping your infected cup of coffee down the sink drain you started to make a new batch. Smiling to yourself you laughed softly,
  • “Well, I’m glad to have you back, George.”
  • That was only the beginning. George and you spent almost every moment inventing and creating new sale items. The first handful were absolute rubbish but it didn’t matter. Both of you were trying to get back in the swing of things and sometimes that took a while.
  • Within three months Weasley Wizard Wheezes was back up and running again.
  • Sales flooded in and shot straight through the roof steadily for a long term.
  • As a ‘thank you’ present for helping him get back on his feet George invited you out for a fancy meal out on the town.
  • You decided on a Muggle restaurant and dressed to the nines. George’s jaw skimmed the floor when you walked out of your room and slipped on your heels. He held your hand and escorted you out.
  • During dinner you had ntoiced how fidgety and nervous George was acting. You made the choice to question him on it over a glass of champagne right before the main course and he physically stiffened. Tilting his glass back, George chugged down the large intake and wiped his lips on the red amber napkin. His hands clasped together then unclasped at his side. His soft eyes found yours and he darted them back down to the tablecloth.
  • “It’s just- well, Y/n… what are we?”
  • It would get silent very fast and he would instantly fill it.
  • “What I mean is, I like you… I like you a lot but I know how you felt about my brother. I saw the glint in your eyes that would sparkle whenever you saw him and how happy you two were together and Y/n I want to be able to make you as happy as Fred did. With that being said I don’t want you to be with me because I remind you of him or because you can’t stop thinking about Fred. I’m not gonna lie at the start of our, uh, relationship I was hanging out with you because you made me think of Fred but all those late nights and million cups of coffee have made me realize the truth. I love you Y/n- and not because you dated my brother. I love you for you and I think I have for a very long time. What I’m asking is… Y/n would you um, like to be my girlfriend?”
  • You cried, a lot. George’s heart broke at the sight only confirming the love swelling in his heart. His feelings were genuine and it warmed your soul. You lunged across the table knocking over the bread bowl in the process and threw your arms around George’s frame.
  • “Of course I will! Oh my god, George. You’re making me cry like a bloody fool!”
  • George called his mother the second you got home. Molly was hit with a wave of shock at first. She gave both of you long speeches trying to inspect if the love was real or a mask to feign the hurt of bonding over the lose of Fred. She demanded both of you come home to the Burrow for the week so you did and the moment she looked into both of your eyes, it was clear as crystal.
  • “Good lord you are in love!”
  • It was hard for the rest of the Weasley family to accept at first. You understood completely since you had the same weary, unsure feeling as well but eventually they came to accept it. They were all happy to you and George happy once again.
  • But as happy as you were, small memories with Fred would constantly pop up.
  • Like one night when George and you were lying in bed together whispering softly realization would settle in and you’d comment,
  • “This is where he proposed. We were lying right here when Fred asked me to marry him.”
  • You knew how horrid it was to put this on George but you had no control. George thought about this all the time and was reminded of your relationship with his brother at every corner he turned.
  • You would then apologize feeling god awful for saying such a thing but George would hush you saying,
  • “It’s alright Y/n. Just because he’s not around anymore and because we’re together now doesn’t mean we have to pretend he was never alive or your relationship with him didn’t exist. He loved you, and I know how much you love him. I’m not upset- actually I’m more than thankful my brother managed to snag a girl like you. You two were perfect together and he will always love you just like how you will always love him. Fred… he is… was my brother and for a long time I thought he would hate me for me being with you and for a long time I thought my heart tricked me into loving you. That maybe it wasn’t love I was feeling but rather so the relationship my brother and I had and maybe because he loved you so much, being with you would make me feel less lonely about losing him but I know the truth. I love you, Y/n. Hell, maybe I always have but the important thing is I love you now and I will love you tomorrow and I will continue to love you years from now and that’s not because of Fred, it’s because of you and who you are. I love you.”
  • You two learned how to live your life no longer feeling guilty for the love you shared. Fred smiled down his heart warming at seeing his two favorite people in the world relying on each other and sharing a piece of their heart together.
  • He proposed to you in the middle of a busy work day right as you were restocking a shelf. The rest of his family were there to see. Molly, Hermione and Ginny cried a river while the boys patted George on the back. On your wedding day the tears were never ending, though happy ones.
  • You two eventually moved to London- kept the shop but decided you needed more room, well of course your growing stomach demanded that. One cold night in the middle of December George and you were blessed with the birth of your first son, Fred ll. He had a head of wicked red hair and a small mischievous smile toying on his face and you had never felt more complete in your life. George planted a kiss to your head muttering a string of ‘thank yous’. You knew in your heart this was exactly where you were meant to be.

- Daizy xx

A Little Witchy Guide About Auras

Hello Witchy Darlings! I hope you had a wonderful New Year and I can’t wait to spend another one with all of you! :D

I figured I’d make a little guide to Auras since I’ve gotten quite a few questions about them. Please add on to this if you feel I left some things out!! :)

Brightest Blessings to you all! )0(

An aura is the energy field around all each matter that takes space (excluding air itself), whether that is a person, plant, animal, or an object. Each color represents a different aspect of that matter. Reading auras can be useful in determining whether you should confront a person at a certain time; what you can do to improve your present condition; tune you in to illnesses and conditions around you, and many other benefits. Everytime you come into contact with someone, your aura reacts to theirs. If your aura’s frequency is close to theirs, you will feel close to them quickly and drawn to them. If not, you may feel an instant dislike towards them. Everything has an aura. We have been “trained” not to see them, but with a little practice many people can successfully see and read them. Below I’ve listed what the different colors of auras mean, but first you should learn how to read them. When you begin, you may have a hard time seeing the colors. A lot of times, beginners will see pale colors such as white, yellow, and light blue. As time passes, and with practice, you will see that the colors seem to become brighter to you and easier to read. A little bit of patience can go a long way.

  • ASTRAL AURA The astral aura extends about eight to twelve inches from the physical body and appears as brightly coloured rainbow clouds. The astral aura is the bridge between the physical world and the spiritual world.
  • ETHERIC TEMPLATE AURA The etheric template aura extends about twelve to twenty four inches from the physical body and appears as a blue print form. There is an empty groove in the etheric aura aura into which the etheric aura fits. The etheric template aura holds the etheric aura in place. It is the template for the etheric dimension.
  • THE CELESTIAL AURA The celestial aura extends about twenty four inches from the physical body and appears as a brightr shimmering light of pastel colours. This is the level of feelings within the world of our spirit. Here we communicate with all the beings of the spiritual world.
  • KETHERIC TEMPLATE AURA The ketheric template aura extends about thirty six to forty eight inches from the physical body and appears as an extremley bright golden light that is rapidly pulsating. This aura takes on the form of a golden egg that surrounds and protects everything within it.
  • HOW TO SEE THE AURA Everybody has the ability to see the aura. For beginners a low light is the best way to start. Turn out the lights and lay on the bed. Leave the window curtains open and let the natural light flow in. As you are laying on the bed hold your hands out at full distance in front of you. Dont stare hard but rather just gaze at your hands. Moving your hands slowly, bring your fingertips together until they are almiost touching. You will notice a cloudy blue haze appear around your finger. This is the etheric aura. 
  •  FEELING THE AURA Draw a circle on your left hand using your right fingertip. Dont let your finger touch your hand, keep it at a distance of about a half inch. Move slowly. You will feel the power of your aura.

Colors of Auras

Here are the most common colors and their meanings in an Aura:

Red- strength, strong passion, and will. Dark red may symbolize quick temper and someone who is nervous or impulsive. All red colors mean nervous tendencies.

Orange- warmth, thoughtfulness, and creativity. Browner shades may mean pride or vanity, while brighter orange means self-control.  

Yellow-Mental activity, optimism, new learning oppurtunities and wisdom. A Bright yellow means the person takes care of themself. A darker yellow may mean that its owner is shy.

Green- sympathy and calm may be very good with healing arts and is very reliable. Dark shades of green may mean someone who is jealous or uncertain.

Blue- quiet and calm. Blue is a good color to have in the aura; deep blue is the best. This mean the person has found his or her work in life. Many are spiritual minded as well. Blue may sometimes represent a tendancy to be moody and depressed.

Indigo and Violet- one who is seeking something in life. Represents an ability to handle affairs with practicality. Dark shades may show that the person has obstacles to overcome and is feeling misunderstood.

Black-The color of protection. Thr person who is hiding something. May possibly indicate imbalances as well.

Here are some other colors that may be seen within the aura:

Pink- love, represents compassion, and maybe a love of art and beauty. Darker or muddier shades of pink may denote an individual who is immature.

White-Usually one of the first colors you will see in an aura. However, when it is a true and strong color of the aura, it reflects purity and truth.

Brown- a person who is very “earthy” and that a person is establishing new roots.

Silver Lights or Twinkles- may mean that they are pregnant, or have been or may soon be. However, this is not always so. This may indicate a person who has great creativity in their life.

Black Spots-may indicate that it is imbalanced in some areas. May mean that the person has some negative habits that he or she should change. Meditation helps reduce these spots, as does things like exercise and sunlight.

Dating Pietro Maximoff Would Involve:
  • Being called Sokovian nicknames 24/7
  • Him shirtless all the time
  • You only in your panties and one of his shirts all the time
  • The two of you trying to cook dinner but always ending up having sex on the counter
  • You often finding yourself on your shared bed with Pietro on top of you before you could even blink
  • Staying up all night chatting
  • Him doing everything he can to spoil the hell out of you
  • You giving him massages after his missions/trainings
  • Having movie nights that end up in the bedroom
  • Him never keeping his hands off you, even in public
  • Him kissing you in front of everyone to show them you are his
  • You always teasing him
  • Him always teasing you
  • You playing with his hair all the time
  • Him often tickling you because he loves hearing you laugh
  • Always giving each other hickies
  • You two fighting over silly things but always ending up having sex
  • Dancing together
  • You dancing for him
  • “I am not going to leave you.”
  • Getting drunk together
  • You becoming really close friends with Wanda
  • Waking up to find Pietro watching you, smiling
  • Him coming up behind you and pulling you into his arms, kissing your neck everytime you talk with a guy
  • Girls being all over him but him pushing them away, “Sorry ladies, I am already taken. I suggest you leave, she can bite.”
  • Having lazy days where the two of you just cuddle in the bed
  • Sharing earphones
  • Taking care of Clint’s kids together
  • Two of you pranking others
  • Him kissing your neck to make you talk to him when you give him the silent treatment
  • Him making sure you know you’re beautiful, he reminds you 10 times a day
  • Being everyone’s OTP
  • Lots of silly selfies
  • “But you love me.”
  •  Always making each other laugh
  • Lots of vacations
  • “That dress would look even better on the floor.”
  • Beard burn
  • Slow, passionate sex
  • Rough sex
  • Kinky sex
  • Him tying you up
  • You tying him up
  • More sex
  • Just wonderful sex in general
  • Lots of ripped clothes
  • Him making you scream his name and making sure everyone hears it
  • Dirty talk in Sokovian because he knows you love it
  • You wearing blue/silver lingerie for him
  • No one being able to dare laying a hand on you because they know he would kill them on the spot
Caught in the Act - Isaac Lahey

Characters: Isaac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Reader.


Originally posted by dylpicklesprays

Characters: Isaac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Reader.


You giggled, Isaac picking you up as he carried you inside your house. He turned around, pinning you against the door as you kissed.

“Wait.” You whisper, pulling away. “Stiles?” You yell, hearing no response from your brother.

You shrug and Isaac smirks, kissing you hard. You grasp the back of his neck, dropping your purse on the floor as you wrap your legs tighter around his waist. His hand starts to trail from your waist down before you stop him.

“Wait, babe. My dad could come home anytime. I didn’t see Stiles’ Jeep so he could come home soon too.”

Isaac nods and carries you to your room, kicking the door shut behind him. He sits you on your bed and he takes his leather jacket off. You let out a big breath, trying to cool down from your interaction with your boyfriend. You sit up cross-legged after taking your shoes off and Isaac sits across from you.

“You’re gorgeous, you know that right.” He grins and you blush.

“Shut up, Lahey.” You tease and he raises an eyebrow.

“Make me, Stilinski.

“Maybe I will.” You smirk, leaning forward. You squeeze your arms together so your cleavage becomes more prominent.

“Damn..” Isaac whispers biting his lip. You smile and sit back.

“We’re supposed to be studying. That’s what my daddy thinks anyway.” You say lowly, looking up at Isaac through your lashes.

You hear a quiet growl from Isaac. “Daddy? I can show you daddy.” He says, snaking his hands around your waist and pulling you onto his lap.

You squeal, laughing as he smiles at you. You cup his cheeks, kissing him. Your lips connect perfectly, his chiseled jaw resting in your hands as you lean into him. He bites your lip, tugging on it as you let out a low moan.

He slips his tongue into your mouth, both of you battling for dominance as you slide your hands to his broad shoulders. He lays you back, your shirt riding up as he hovers over you.

He pulls away and bites his lip. “I’m so in love you with you.” He mutters as he slides a hand across your hipbone. He slips your shirt over your head and you pull him back down, kissing him again. You reach down and unbuckle his belt before unbuttoning his pants, you tug on them, signaling for him to take them off.

He chuckles and you roll your eyes. “Eager much?”

You nudge his shoulder. “Shut up and kiss me.” He pulls his belt off, kissing up your stomach to your lips, groaning into your mouth as you slip your hand under his shirt, running your fingers down his toned abdomen.

“Y/N, dad said to order dinner befo-” Stiles opens the door, walking into your room. You and Isaac immediately detach yourselves from each other and you desperately reach for your shirt. “Oh for God’s sake!” He squints, covering his eyes. “Ew!” He shakes his head. “What the hell! Ew! Oh my God!” He yells, running down the hallway.

You hurry up putting your shirt on and you run after him. “Stiles!” You shout, stomping down the stairs to get to his Jeep before he can leave. “Stiles!” You grab his arms and he looks at you with disgust.

He shakes his hands off, as if he had something on them. “Gross.” He crinkles his nose. Isaac comes running out behind you, timidly approaching Stiles. “Ew.” Stiles mumbles.

“Can you speak in sentences?” You roll your eyes.

“I mean, I knew you two were dating but..” He shudders. “God! Gross! I have that imagine stuck in my head forever. I will always see my sister about to have sex with Isaac Lahey everytime I close my eyes.”

“Stiles, don’t be so dramatic.” You cross your arms and look at him.

“Dramatic?” He yells, flailing his arms. “I walked in on Lahey honking your boob! How am I the dramatic one?”

“I think honking would qualify as me squeezing her boob and literally saying ‘honk.’ Technically I just squeezed it.” Isaac interjects and you and Stiles turn to look at him, the same look on both of your faces.

“You honked my sister’s boob.” Stiles says blankly.

“Nobody’s boob was honked okay?! Jesus, you two!” You sigh, burying your head in your hands.

“Here For You” - Stiles Stilinski

Originally posted by bubblegumbubblesblog

(not my gif)

REQUEST: Stiles x reader with late night conversations.

Hello?” A deep voice said through the phone.
“Did I wake you?” (Y/N) asked.
No.” Stiles replied, suppressing a yarn.
“Liar.” (Y/N) chuckled.
It was late at night and (Y/N) couldn’t sleep. Like most nights, (Y/N) wouldn’t dare close her eyes knowing that nightmares would come and haunt her in her sleep. So, instead of waiting around and drowning in her own thoughts, she would always call the same person – her best friend since kindergarten, Stiles Stilinski.
“Can you come over?” (Y/N) asked the boy while bitting her nails.
Is everything okay? Are you alright?” Stiles asked, concerned.
“Yeah. I just can’t sleep.” (Y/N) mumbled. “I know it’s nothing, so it’s okay if you don’t wanna come over.” She added. She felt bad for depriving her best friend of sleep just because she couldn’t get any. She knew it wasn’t fair. But she also knew that Stiles wouldn’t mind, because she had done the same thing for him many times.
I’ll be there in five minutes.” Stiles declared before he hung up the phone.
(Y/N) was in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. She opened the door and greeted Stiles with a bear hug.
“Thank you.” (Y/N) mumbled into his shoulder.
“Are you sure you’re okay? I think you might have a fever.” Stiles chuckled as he pressed his cold hand on (Y/N)’s forehead before she gently pushed it away.
“What? So I can’t hug my best friend now?” (Y/N) rolled her eyes.
“Of course you can. It’s just, you’ve never been the hugging type.” Stiles declared as he walked into his best friend’s house. He frowned.
“What’s that smell?” He asked before (Y/N) could react to his last statement.
“I’m making pancakes.” (Y/N) said proudly as she walked into the kitchen and sat on the counter. Stiles stood before her. He has always been taller than her, so, even when (Y/N) was sat on her kitchen counter, Stiles was still a few inches taller than her.
“(Y/N), it’s one in the morning.” Stiles frowned.
“So? I told you I couldn’t sleep. Cooking makes me feel better. It’s relaxing.” (Y/N) shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest. Stiles let out a small laugh before a serious expression appeared on his face.
“Are you having nightmares again?” He asked, his brown eyes set on (Y/N)’s. “And remember that I can tell when you’re lying.” He added seriously.
“Fine.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes as she came down of the kitchen counter to check on the pancakes. “Yes, I’m having nightmares again. That’s why I’m really determined to keep my eyes open tonight.”
Stiles went to stand next to her. His eyes never leaving her. He was still frowning.
“(Y/N). You know you’re gonna have to sleep eventually.” Stiles told his best friend. He remembered when (Y/N) had to check herself in the hospital last year for sleep deprivation.
“Stiles, I’m fine, really.” (Y/N) replied.
Stiles didn’t look convinced but he didn’t want to make his best friend angry, so he changed the subject.
“Where is your dad?” Stiles asked while helping (Y/N) put the finished pancakes into a plate.
“He is working late tonight.” (Y/N) said. “He’s been taking a lot of night shifts at the hospital lately.” She added.
(Y/N)’s father was a surgeon at Beacon Hills Memorial, where Scott’s mother worked as a nurse. Stiles knew that (Y/N)’s father was less and less present at home lately, and he hated the fact that his best friend was alone most nights, especially if she started having nightmares again. That’s why he was always willing to come over when she asked him to, even if it was in the middle of the night.

“Hey! That’s not fair! You’re always the one who chooses the movie!” (Y/N) complained while Stiles was sat on the floor next to a pile of DVDs.
“That’s because you have awful tastes when it comes to movies.” Stiles retorted.
“That’s not true! We like the same stuff!” (Y/N) replied as she let her body fell onto her bed.
“Then shut up and let me choose.” Stiles laughed.
“Fine.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes and took a bite of a fresh-cooked pancake.
“And don’t eat all the pancakes.” Stiles declared and threw a pillow at (Y/N).
“Okay, found one!” Stiles ignored (Y/N)’s complaints about receiving a pillow in the face and inserted the DVD he picked into the DVD player. Then he went to sit on the bed next to his best friend, grabbing a pancake as he did so.
(Y/N), who made herself another cup of coffee, went to drink it when Stiles got a hold of the mug and set it on the bedside table next to him.
“Seriously? I asked you if you wanted a cup and you said no.” (Y/N) declared.
“I don’t want coffee and you should stop drinking so much of it at three in the morning.” Stiles stated, looking at the TV.
“Please stop acting like that.” There was a hint of anger in the girl’s voice which made Stiles’s eyes set on her.
“Like what?” He frowned.
“Like I might die any second.”
“I’m just worried about you. What’s wrong with that?” Stiles said defensively.
“What’s wrong is that I asked you to come over to make me feel better, not worse. I won’t sleep, okay? I won’t let the nightmares ruin my life again. You don’t know how horrible it is to see the people you love die in front of you everytime you close your eyes. It’s messing with my head!” (Y/N)’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m so familiar with those nightmares by now that it feels like reality. And I hate feeling like this.”
(Y/N) expected Stiles to yell at her, to tell her that she was being ridiculous because she knew she was. She knew she had to put herself together and stop being so afraid of falling asleep. But instead, Stiles pulled her against his chest and closed his arms around her small body. She didn’t cry, she just closed her eyes and appreciated how safe she felt in Stiles’s arms.
“I’m sorry.” She declared.
“Don’t be.” Stiles said as he stroked her hair. “I’m here for you. Always.” He let go of her and looked at her. She looked very tired and he wished he could do something to help her feel better. “If there is anything I can do to help-”
“Stay.” She cut him off. “Can you stay the night, please?”
“Sure. I’m not going anywhere.” Stiles declared and he kissed her forehead.

“This movie sucked.” (Y/N) confessed while watching the closing credits of the movie Stiles had chose to watch an hour earlier.
“Do you ever stop complaining?” He rolled his eyes. “It wasn’t so terrible.” He shrugged.
“Right. As if I couldn’t tell that you didn’t like it either.” (Y/N) laughed.
“Fine. It wasn’t as good as I remembered it.” Stiles confessed. “But still, I’ve seen worse.” He added, yarning.
(Y/N) rolled her eyes and tried to suppress a smile. She got up and picked up the empty plate and her now cold cup of coffee and put it on her desk, too lazy to go down to the kitchen.
“You can sleep in my bed, I don’t mind.” (Y/N) stated when she saw Stiles got up from the bed.
“Are you sure?” Stiles frowned.
(Y/N) turned around to face her best friend, she raised an eyebrow.
“Stiles, we’ve slept in the same bed before.”
“We were ten.” Stiles added.
“Well, I mean, if you’re uncomfortable with it, I can still-”
“No.” Stiles interrupted. “I mean, are you comfortable with it?” He asked, nervously.
“Of course, I am. I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t.” (Y/N) laughed a little. Stiles nodded.

(Y/N) was already wearing her night clothes – a short and oversized t-shirt which originally belonged to her father. Stiles was wearing his tracksuit and a black t-shirt but didn’t seem to mind sleeping fully dressed. He crawled under the warm blanket and made himself comfortable. (Y/N) was still standing by her desk, reluctant to go to sleep even if Stiles’s presence made her feel safer. But she knew that even her best friend was unlikely to protect her from her own dreams. She looked at the clock, it was now half past four in the morning and she knew that she had ran out of options or excuses to stay awake.
“It’s okay, (Y/N).” Stiles said while he watched his best friend staying still on the other side of the room.
(Y/N) sighed and laid down on the other side of the bed. She was staring at the ceiling while Stiles was staring at her.
“We can keep talking if it makes you feel better.” Stiles said.
“No, it’s okay. I don’t want to keep you awake, you must be exhausted. It was already selfish of me to ask you to come over again so late at night. I’ll just let you sleep now.” (Y/N) declared as she nervously played with her fingers.
“Okay, so, what do you want to talk about?” Stiles asked.
“I will not go to sleep until you do.” The boy said, serious.
“Are you blackmailing me?”
“No, I’m being here for you.” Stiles corrected.
(Y/N)’s eyes moved from the ceiling to her best friend. The lamps on her bedside tables were still lit and Stiles saw his friend frowning.
“What did I do to deserve you?” She asked, honestly wondering how Stiles never got tired of her after all these years.
“You hung out with me in kindergarten when everyone but Scott thought I was a weirdo.” Stiles said with a smile.
“You are a weirdo.” (Y/N) laughed.
“So are you. That’s why we get along so well.” He replied.

(Y/N) looked at him for a second. Then, she moved closer to him and rested her head on his chest as he closed his arms around her body once more. He was surprised when he found her hugging him again and he realised how much she needed it – because she never was a big hugger.
“Promise me you’ll never leave me. I don’t know what I would do without you, Stiles.” (Y/N) murmured.
“I promise. Besides, I need you more than you need me.” The teenage boy said as his grip tighten around (Y/N)’s small body.
“Yeah, I doubt that.” (Y/N) chuckled.
“Shut up.” Stiles said sarcastically.
They both laughed. (Y/N) started to feel her eyelids become heavy. Her eyes had been burning with fatigue all night and she wanted to let herself drift to sleep without thinking about what horrible things she would see once asleep. The last thing she felt was Stiles’s lips on her head and the last thing she heard was her best friend telling her that he loved her. She wanted to say it back but no word left her lips as she felt the darkness surround her and her demons take control of her thoughts.

She had fallen asleep, and once again, she wished she hadn’t.

BTS reaction to seeing their gf in underwear accidentally

Anon: When your bf arrives from tour and when he goes to see his girlfriend, he sees her accidentally in underwear (like, they have never seen her like that


You took off your pyjama and you suddenly heard someone knocking the door. Before you could react, Jin opened the door excited to finally see his girlfriend.

He stared at you for a sec. His face was shook. He didn’t know what to do. Actually, he didn’t expect this to happen.




The moment he opened the door he would freeze. But the next second he would stare at you with lust, biting his lower lip without even noticing.


He would close the door as fast as he could, going back to reality. His mind couldn’t stop repeating the same image on his head. He was obviously turned on and he wouldn’t be able to erase that image.

“Well, I think you were really sexy with that outfit” He would say joking behind your door.


When he saw you with your light pink underwear, he wouldn’t be able to not to stare at you. He fell in love with those hidden curves he didn’t notice before. But when you faced Yoongi, he covered his eyes with his hands, apologiced repeteadly and closed the door.

“I-I’m so sorry… Well, I mean, I actually like those curves… Mmm… O-Okay, maybe I should… I’ll just shut up.”


When he saw you in your black underwear, he quickly closed the door while yelling some apologies.


Then he would regret to close that door so quickly because the only thing that was left in his mind was a blurred image of your awesome body.


He covered his eyes fastly the moment he saw you in your underwear and without saying anything, he closed the door. He felt his heart in his throat and he couldn’t stop the sweat coming from his body.

Those legs, those thighs, those curves, that ass… He felt bad for having those thoughts and when you went out, he apologiced to you.

“I’m so sorry. I swear it wasn’t my intention. I just didn’t know it…”

Originally posted by bangtan


He literally stared at you for five large seconds without thinking about the consequencies. When you covered your body with a blanket, he woke up from his reviere and tried to say something but everytime he did, he stuttered so he just closed the door.

“If it makes you comfortable I’m wearing boxers with ducks”

Originally posted by toughchim


The maknae would feel so awkward that he wouldn’t know what the hell he should. So without hesitation, he would close the door and call one of his hyungs for help.

“Jin hyung, I accidentally saw Y/N in underwear… I fucked up… Do you think she’ll forgive me?… Oh my god, I’m such a mess… I hope to not to have a boner while I’m with her… Oh, hey Y/N, how are you? Please don’t hit me!”

Originally posted by purelyjimin

🌝Dream spell 🌝(origami spell)

You will need: yellow origami paper or blue or purple , some incense

Take your paper and then try to create a dove whale butterfly or koi fish.

Wave the creature in the incense smoke

When your done with that hold your hands over the paper creation and then say mentally or outloud:

“Everytime i close my eyes may the (dove whale butterfly or koi fish) keep me safe and give me good dreams as i sleep through this night and wake up in one piece when the sun comes out.”

If you want you can put some sweet smelling oil on it and then have it near your bed when you sleep

I hope you enjoy this spell and if you have any questions dont hesitate to message me -garden

Originally posted by imkindof

here’s a long list of random prompts

-”hey dude? can you do me a favor and show me where i asked”
-”….spiders. of course it’s spiders.”
-”how the hell do you find anything in this place?”
-”what the hell is in your pants?”
-”you want me to go get what now
-”there’s no way in hell im working with HIM”
-”so you’re telling me, that out of all of our options right now, that is the plan you wanna go with?”
-”im sorry, what was it you said about vehicular manslaughter?”
-”it’s not stealing if he deserves it”
-”im sorry do you wanna repeat that
-”im not drinking that”
-”for the hundredth time, no
-”now is NOT the time for a selfie!”
-”that’s sick. how could anyone do that” “(just did That)….”
-”is planetary genocide really the answer here?”
-”yeah, about that…”
-”im sorry, but that’s pretty fucking cool”
-”that was the weirdest, scariest, most awesome experience of my life”
-”do i have to?”
-”i’ll wear whatever i want, thank you.”
-”dude are you okay? you look like you’ve got the plague”
-”this is fine, right? it’s probably fine”
-”how was I supposed to know that?!”
-”I didn’t know that was flammable..”
-”you’re kidding, right?”
-”we started at the bottom and somehow we’ve managed to sink even lower”
-”who the hell are you
-”this is a bad idea. this is absolutely a bad idea”
-”guys, maybe we shouldn’t go to this incredibly dangerous place- and you’re already gone.”
-”you can’t expect me to forgive you”
-”maybe i can’t hide, but i can sure as hell run”
-”you can’t just waltz back into my life like nothing happened!”
-”get out
-”is that blood?”
-”do i even want to know what happened?”
-”how the hell did you think that was a good idea?”
-”shut up, Satan”
-”i got my masters for this…”
-”im not supposed to be here
-”you can torture me all you want, i’ll never talk”
-”you’ll have to get through me first”
-”it’s my job to die for you. stop interfering with my work”
-”yes, im his guardian, unfortunately” 
-”well, you see, what had happened was-”
-”what the hell is that noise
-”you’ll never take me alive”
-”that’s the dumbest shit ive ever heard. let’s do it.”
-”i can’t believe you did that”
-”it’s a long story that involves a lot of blood, a couple squirrels, and one hell of a headache”
-”its dangerous” “but it’s so cute
-”have i ever told you how much I hate your guts?”
-”you ruined me.”
-”you’ll pay for that”
-”you can take everything, my possessions, my life, but please, dont take her
-”i’ll come back for you, i promise”
-”hate is such a strong word, i prefer extreme dislike
-”stop pretending to be a hero”
-”I may be a villain, but even i have standards”
-”forget the goddamn mission!
-”Im not doing this for you, im doing it for me.”
-”stay out of this
-”the devil is an asshole”
-”you got a problem with that?”
-”if you hurt them, so help me-
-”what is your damage
-”first of all, ow
-”…i forgot what i came here for”
-”are you sure it’s safe?”
-”thanks, i have anxiety”
-”sorry, but im not on the menu tonight”
-”you threatened who
-”if i wasnt incredibly happy to see you i’d kick your ass”
-”you owe me for that”
-”fuck off ghost!”
-”what kind of horror movie shit is this?”
-”oh, paranormal activity. my favorite
-”we were so goddamn close!”
-”permission to speak freely? that’s fucking stupid.”
-”how come everytime I turn around, you’re blowing something up?”
-”where did you get that
-”don’t look at that!”
-”who gave you permission to be here?”
-”hypothetically speaking-”
-”shut up you fucking nerd”
-”okay- who invited the bear?”
-”you won’t be laughing soon”
-”jeez, talk about a weird hobby”
-”dont you find that just a little suspicious?”
-”you won’t have to worry anymore”
-”i’ll take care of it, once and for all”
-”is there anything you wouldn’t do for money?”
-”fuck your eyebrows”
-”you’ve been playing this game for how long
-”could’ve went a bit smoother, but it still worked”
-”hey, we’re alive right?”
-”you didn’t bring me along for just my good looks”
-”how are you so confident about everything?”
-”oh yeah? if like to see you do better”
-”that’s not how this works! that’s not how any of this works!”
-”why are there so many dogs” “why not”
-”first of all, you ignored my dog in a bee costume, so fuck you. second of all-”
-”are you flirting with me?”
-”why do i find that hard to believe?”
-”why must i suffer”

Random List of AU’s

  • Accidentally called a phone sex line but you picked up and I didn't recognize your voice AU
  • Whoops I fell smack into you and we both fell over on this crowded bus AU
  • I’m going on a huge trip and we’re sitting on the airplane together AU
  • Accidentally read your diary AU
  • Im an art student and you’re one of the models AU
  • Youtuber AU
  • You’re a member of my brother’s band AU
  • We keep running into each other, everywhere and it’s scaring me AU
  • It’s always just us two on this school bus but we sit so far apart from each other AU
  • We both got hurt and we’re sitting in the ER comparing stories AU
  • We were in middle school together and highschool and now we’re in college together goddammit AU
  • Teacher/Student AU
  • Im a good girl with high standards from my parents and you’re the local criminal under house arrest, but I like you AU
  • We both hid in a changeroom in the mall when it closed for the night AU
  • I’m gonna help you move AU
  • I sent nudes to the wrong number AU
  • We both run food trucks next to each other and we’re competing somewhat AU
  • You come to this ice cream shop everytime you’re feeling down, which is often. Like a lot. AU
You and Me

Originally posted by yugyeom

“I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.”

Summary: The right words always seem to come too late. One set of words can stop you from getting what you want in the first place.. He was everything you wanted but what was stopping you? Oh that’s right… Your best friend was now his new girlfriend… What will happen when one mistake leads to trouble?

Previous Parts: 

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // 

Part 12 is here~ 

More parts:

Part 13 // Part 14 //



You were walking up the stairs and as soon as you reached the second floor you suddenly began to hear a noise and your eyes widen. Did someone break into the house? You slowly walked closer to the noise feeling your heart race faster and faster as you got closer and got closer and you stopped when you noticed the noise coming from Lia and Yugyeom’s room and took a deep breath.

You were sure it was nothing… right? You finally reached the door and before even putting your hand on the knob you had a strange feeling. You ignored it and opened the door and as soon as you looked up there you see Yugyeom standing right there looking your direction.

“Can we talk?”

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Everything Has Changed - Part Five | Jughead Jones

Originally posted by bugheader

Pairing: Jughead x Reader
Description: You and Jughead finally talk but everything seems to want to be against poor Jughead opening up.
Warnings: Nah there’s nothing.
Word Count: 1494
A/N: I KNOW THIS IS WAY LONG OVERDUE AND I AM SO SORRY. But, there should be 1-2 more parts of this then we’re done!! Don’t worry, we’re starting to get to the good bits. If you want tagging or I’ve missed you, send me a message! I lose replies a lot because my notifications get crazy.


Jughead turning up on your doorstep in the pouring rain asking if he could stay the night was the last thing you’d ever imagined would happen. It took you a moment to realise what he’d asked before you quickly pulled him into the house, shutting the door behind him. The poor boy was wet through. The thought of Jughead out there searching for somewhere to stay the night made your heart sink. The last time the both of you had talked hadn’t ended on the best of terms but this was still Jughead, he was still your best friend. All you wanted was for him to be safe so there was no doubt in your mind about helping him. It all depended on your grandparents, though.

 “Go upstairs and I’ll go talk to my gran,” you said, pointing Jughead in the direction of your bedroom so he could wait for you.

Once he’d headed off up the stairs, you went in search for your grandparents trying to figure out in your head the best way to ask them if your male friend could stay over for the night or maybe even a few days. Who knows how long Jughead needed a place to stay. They were pretty chill and they knew Jughead so you were sure they wouldn’t have a problem with it but still you were quite nervous to ask them. What if they did actually turn him away? What if they thought you were crazy for even considering asking if a boy could stay over?

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Earth Angel. (AU!Singer Bucky)

Author’s Note: I ask God that Sebastian Stan let me live. Just for once. God, I died watching his video. This, along with an ad inspired me to write this. I hope you all like it! As always, feel free to comment!

Moreover, I’m creating a new taglist, If you want to be added, tell me!

Warnings: None, just A LOT OF FLUFF. IT’S SO CUTE.

Words: 2,660.

Summary: Your friend takes you to dance so you can meet boys. Little she knew you’d meet a very special one.

PS: I highly recommend listening to this song when this (**) appers: 

And this one when this symbol appears: (^):

The music echoed in the ballroom filled with people. They laughed and sang along the band, dancing. The smoke of the cigarettes ascended, the atmosphere oppressive. 

You followed Angie between the waves of people chatting and sat down on a stool, touching your hair to check if your hairstyle was still made. Your friend smiled at you as she handed you a glass and you sipped it, observing the ambient.

Several couples were dancing following the rhythm of the song, skirts twirling and moving as the girl danced. A group of men were sitting around a table. Some of them were accompanie by women, others just chatted with their mates. 

“Remind me why I am here”

“Oh, c’mon! You’ve spent enough time hiding inside your room!” Angie nudged you on the ribs and winked. “You need to have fun”

You snorted and sipped your drink. Your eyes moved to the band, who was palying beautiful a lively song about a girl and a boy together on the beach. Someone broke a glass and everybody laughed and patted his shoulders. 

It had been Angie’s idea. She was your flatmate and decided you needed to go out and meet new people. Specially boys. You had refused claiming you didn’t want anything with anybody at the moment.

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Dear Journal,

This morning I woke up to the smell of cinnamon rolls. My favorites. I walked to the kitchen and Sirius was taking the delicious breakfast out of the oven. Teddy and Regulus were drawing on the Daily Prophet sitting on the table. I walked behind Sirius and hug his shirtless body.

“Hey babe.” He said, turning to face me.

“Hey.. How was your sleep?” I said, kissing his lips.

“Good. Teddy didn’t wake up at all last night did you notice?” He smiled.

“I did. I also noticed how Regulus snored really loudly!” I giggled.

“I don’t snore!” Regulus said from the table.

“Oh but you do Reggie..” I laughed.

“Dadda? Hug Teddy?” Our son said, extending his arms.

“I’m coming baby.. Dadda didn’t forget you.” I said, kissing his forehead and taking him in my arms.

“Can Teddy see Hawwy?” Teddy asked.

“You want to go see Harry?”

And he nodded, smiling.

“Okay then, let’s eat Padda’s breakfast and then we can take a walk to Lily and James’!”

It was a beautiful day. After breakfast we took out Teddy’s stroller and walked to our friends house. It was in the same neighbourhood so we were always close to them. Sirius was holding my hand and pushing the stroller with his other.

“You look good today.” He said.

“Oh.. Thanks. It’s my messy hair isn’t it?” I said, blushing.

“Maybe.. Merlin you still blush everytime I compliment you.. you’re adorable..” He smirked.

“I can’t wait to call you my husband.. Summer is coming way to slowly!” I giggled.

“Do you think Reggie will babysit Teddy during our honeymoon?” He laughed.

“He loves Teddy! He will probably do it for free!” I laughed too.

We arrived to James and Lily’s house and saw them sitting on a blanket in the grass of their front yard. Lily was beautiful. She was wearing a white dress and her ginger hair were floating around her face. Baby Harry was laying in her arms, sleeping. The two parents were looking at eachother with love in their eyes.

“Not to break the beautiful love scene but we’re here!” Sirius said, laughing.

“Hi boys! Oh hi Teddy? Want to come say hello to Harry?” Lily smiled.

“Hawwy!” Teddy said as I helped him walk to Lily.

I held his hands and he slowly walked, step by step.

Sirius and James talked about the latest Quidditch game while Lily and I talked about a book. Teddy babbling about his Padfoot and Moony stuffed animals to the baby Harry. We were all together.

April 16th 1978

BTS reacts to you being really clumsy

Hellooo there sunbeam ^^

I know how it is to be clumsy. I, myself am super clumsy. I have scars and bruises all over my body to prove it lmao. If you are as clumsy as me, please be more careful haha. Oh my god? You love me? Me? Aaaawhh how sweet of you. I love you too and thank you for loving my blog ^^

Hope you like this reaction and stay healthy!


We all know he feels as a mom and so he would be worried as a mom too but he was getting used to it since you would be hurting yourself at least once a day so he eventually had a cupboard full with bandages, bandaids, ice packs and much much more to take care of you. And he was right, today you managed to walk against the door while you two were ready to eat some dinner. Chuckling he dissapeared in the bathroom and came back with the ice pack in his hands, placing it ontop of the soon appearing bruise. 

‘‘Seriously y/n? You know you have to turn the knob and open the door to get out of the house. I mean you’re not some type of ghost who can walk through doors.’’

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


He actually would find it funny you being so clumsy eventhough he says he doesn’t. Secretly he does. He will feel proud everytime he fixes something you broke. (Having the experience in bts aswell) However it isn’t always the innocent dropping glass or stubbing your toe. No sometimes you worry him sick as you come falling down the stairs or spilling hot water on your body. So more often than not he would keep a close eye on you, making sure you are not seriously injuring yourself.  Luckily you only broke the blender today, decorating the kitchen, yourself and him with the smoothie you were making as you shot him a nervous smile.

‘‘Gosh sometimes I don’t even know how you can be this clumsy. Not even Namjoon is as clumsy as you. But I guess I love you even more because of it. Don’t even ask me why because I myself can’t give you an answer. Now come here and let’s clean ourselves up first before we get too sticky.’’

Originally posted by btsgotsvt


Also already kind of used to it, he doesn’t give it as much as attention, knowing already you always shrug it off and continue with what you were doing. Of course he worries every now and then but most of the times he just laughs along with you but not today. He was working on the laptop, trying to get some of the lyrics done for his new mixtape when he heard you calling his name. Saving the written words, he stood up from the chair and made his way to the laundry room. Seeing you standing there, biting your lip as you held your hands behind your back. He gave you a confused look, asking what was wrong.  Slowly your hands appeared in his vision but what he saw caused him to groan, snatching the shirt out of your hands, he closely inspected the to small shirt. Letting out a big sigh he dropped it in your hands, ran his fingers throug his hair and gave you a quick kiss on the cheek. He could get mad at you but he knew you felt quilty and well it just comes with loving you.

‘‘I know you don’t do it on purpose but honestly sometimes I think you do because it’s the third shirt this week you washed to hot. And for some reason it only are my shirts. But I guess we can use it for our furure son, so it’s okay. BUT.. please no more… otherwise I won’t have any shirts left.’’

Originally posted by judgementalyoongi


Two people together, both as clumsy as can be. Take today for example. You were visiting Namjoon and the others in their dorm, cooking dinner to let them rest after a long day practicing. Somehow you finished cooking without burning yourself or burning the food however when you served the spaghetti on the plates and asked Namjoon to help you carry it to the table, you both in some way dropped the plates, spilling the italian food on the floor and just stared. Hearing Yoongi mumble that you both were unbelievable and Seokjin whining over the waisted food you both bursted out in laughter because clumsly couple striked again. 

‘‘Why did you drop the food?!’’

‘‘Me?! You dropped it too!’‘

‘‘My heart.. I love you so much y/n. You can say what you want but we’re made for eachother’’

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned


He had to be careful around you because you had the habit to drag him down with you and he kept sharp things out of you reach since you always, always cut yourself eventhough you knew it was sharp. Anyways it was late in the evening and you and Jimin walked in the park enjoying the chill breeze on your skin after a hot day. You, being easily distracted stopped in your tracks to cutely coo at the hegdehog who seemed to be searching for something to eat. It wasn’t everyday you saw those cute little animals. Jimin however hadn’t noticed that you weren’t by his side anymore until he heard you laughing, calling his name as you ran towards him to catch up, but along the way, you tripped over your own feet, stumbling your way further as you hands reached out to grab his shirt in the hope to steady yourself. Unfortunately it didn’t and pulled Jimin down with you, both crashing to the ground. He instantly whined when he was on the ground, you half laying on top of him. Helping you up, he pulled you into a playful headlock, complaining that you needed to learn to walk properly again. 

‘‘Y/n! Why do you always have to take me with you?! Seriously how do you always manage to trip over your own feet. It’s just..  incredible. I think you’ve found your talent.’’

Originally posted by ultranicolet


He would just sigh as you once again fell over the bathtub. Hearing you yell at him that you were okay, he chuckled and shook his head in disbelief like how the heck do you fell multiple times over the bathtub?? The bathtub doesn’t go anywhere. It just stays there, not moving at all. And when he suddenly heard smashing and crashing noises he literally facepalmed himself, still getting up to check up on you. When he finally arrived at the bathroom, he took a deep breath before going in, not knowing what he would find.. There you were, surrounded by shampoo bottles, as you casually joined them on the floor, playing it off like you planned it.  after making sure you were okay, he joined you on the bathroom floor.

‘‘Is it fun chilling on the ground? It seems it’s nice since you do it a couple of times a day. But I guess you want someone to join you, seeing all these bottles keeping you company. I’m hurt sweets.. You can just ask me, no need to make such a commotion.’’

Originally posted by jjibooty


This guy would be a little shit. He would totally take advantage of you clumsiness. 

He stared at the dent in the door he had kicked in anger after losing the game against Seokjin. You were certainly getting pissed because how many times had you told him that getting rid of the anger against furniture or doors was not okay but then he just smirked, a great idea popped in his mind and laughed returning to the game he was playing. When you got home, Jungkook would greet you like always, ate dinner and just talked about eachothers day. When the both of you were getting ready for bed, you noticed the little dent, snapping your head to Jungkook he would say:

‘‘Don’t you remember? You hit the door with the vacuum while you were cleaning. It’s okay though.. I love your clumsy side. ‘’

Originally posted by ultranicolet


A stranger and an old friend

Word count: 1448

Warning: smut

Threesome with Kai and Kol

You were sitting at the Mystic Grill on your own when a tall man approached you. You saw him a couple of times before, but there was never any interaction between you two. He looked in your way as your eyes met his and that was it. But this time ha approached you and sat next to you, his hand reaching out as he introduced himself.

‘Kai Parker.’ You smiled at him and told him your name as you shook his hand.

‘Nice to meet you. So what does a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?’ He asked you with a low voice, a smirk showing on his face.

'Am I not supposed to be on my own? I can have fun without my friends, ya know.’ You replied, grinning at him as he sat a bit closer to you.

'Feisty. I like that. I also know you like me, so nothing is stopping us from, you know.’ He was incisively forward with it and put his hand on your thigh, squeezing it a little bit.

'Aren’t you a little full od yourself, Kai Parker?’ You said and moved his hand a bit higher on your thigh, a huge smirk appearing on his face.

'Just a little bit, but I can see it doesn’t bother you.’ He muttered and leaned in, your faces only an inch apart.

'Not even a little bit.’ You trailed off and cupped his face, your lips finding his. His hand went back, placing on the back of your neck and brought your whole body even closer to him.

'Shall we get out of here? He asked and winked at you.

'Absolutely.’ He smiled and got as he walked over to the bar to pay for your drink. While he was waiting, a familiar man approached you. Someone who you haven’t seen in a month. Someone you were involved with a year ago and you had to admit, there was still something coming to the surface everytime you saw him.

'Kol Mikaelson. What brings you here?’ You stated a question and got up, his arms instantly wrapping around your body. Even when you pulled away, his hand was still resting right above your butt.

'Nothing much, just caught the sight of the most beautiful girl here and I had to see you up close.’ Kol trailed off causing a smile to flush on your face.

'Charming as always. I’ve missed you actually.’ You muttered, Kol’s hand bringing you close, your bodies touching.

'I could say the same.’ He whispered as he crashed his lips on yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth. Moments later, you heard a cough behind you and when he spoke up, a well known voice. You turned around only to be faced with Kai Parker. Problem ahead.

'What the hell do you think you’re doing, pal?’ Kai asked, making Kol frowning at the question.

'Having fun with my girl over here, mate.’ Kol trailed off and pulled you close, his arm resting on your shoulder.

'Your girl? I don’t think so.’ Kai said angrily and pulled you to his side. The way they were acting was childish and it was only making you angry and having an urge to leave.

'Stop it! Both of you! There’s no need to fight.’ You replied and smirked as it didn’t take too long for them to understand what you meant by that.

'Seriously?’ Kai asked as you nodded and smiled at both Kai and Kol.

'Let’s go then.’ They both put their arms on your back as you walked out of the Grill and got into your car. You drove back to your house, both Kai and Kol not saying a single word while they were in the car. You kept smirking without them noticing, knowing this would be unforgettable.

You let them in, leading them to your room the moment you stepped inside your house. They looked more nervous than you and you thought that was kind of funny. They weren’t expecting this to happen, but atleast it was something they would never forget.

At the moment when you wanted to say something, you got cut off by Kai smashing his lips on yours, taking you by surprise. You immediately started returning the kiss as you felt Kol’s body press on your back, his crotch pressed on your butt, making you moan out. Kol tugged on your shirt, lifting it up over your head and throwing it on the bedroom floor.
Kai kept kissing you as Kol’s hands found their way to your breasts. He unhooked your bra, letting it fall down on the floor, his hands playing with your nipples, pinching them softly. Kai reached down to your jeans and unbuttoned them, making it easier to push a hand inside your pantines. He started circling around your clit with his finger, causing your body to press against his hand even more. He pushed a finger into you, curling it around your walls, a moan escaping your mouth. Kol placed a finger on your jaw and turned your head, making you look at him as he kissed you deeply while Kai’s finger kept moving inside you. You reached behind you and grabbed onto Kol’s lenght as you started rubbing it, feeling it getting harder under your touch. You grabbed onto Kai’s arm with your other hand as you started feeling yourself coming closer to your release. His fingers kept circling inside you, while his thumb kept rubbing your clit. It didn’t take you long enough as you clenched around his fingers and came, moaning out his name loudly. He pulled out his hand out of your jeans and pushed them down with your panties all the way to your ankles as you stepped out, standing naked in front of Kai and Kol. You took of Kai’s shirt, revealing his toned torso as you trailed your fingers all the way down, until your reached the button on his jeans. You unbuttoned them and pushed them down, his hard lenght obvious through his boxers. When you turned around to look at Kol, he was already standing naked.

'Lovely’ you muttered and laid down on the bed, Kai and Kol approaching you. Kol got closer to wherr your hand was while Kai settled inbetween your legs, wrapping them around his waist. You grabbed onto Kol’s lenght and started moving your hand up and down, circling around his tip with your thumb, making Kol close his eyes at the feeling. Kai swiftly pushed in, making you arch your back and scream out his name. He was thrusting fast and hard into you, your hips perfectly meeting his, while your hand worked on Kol’s lenght, his fingers burried in your hair.

'Fuck.’ Kai grunted as he looked down at where you two connected, your nails digging into his strong arm. Kol’s hips kept jerking forward, looking for more friction as you kept moving your hand up and down his lenght, making a moan slip out of his mouth.

Kai pulled out and grabbed your arms, pulling you on top of him and kissed you deeply. You grabbed his lenght lightly and moved your hand up and down a few times before putting the tip in your mouth as you swirled your tongue around him. Kol slipped his hand under your stomach and lifted your hips up as he pushed into your from behind. You moaned out, and pushed Kai’s lenght into your mouth even more, feeling it at the back of your throat. Kol kept thrusting fast into you, getting you closer to yet another release. Kai’s hips jerked up as he came, his warm fluid trickling down your throat, moaning out your name loudy. Kol thrusted a few more times as you came, clenching around him, which sent him over the edge. He pulled out and dropped down on the bed next to your body. Suddenly Kol got up and quickly got dressed.

'Where are you going?’ You asked, looking at him.

'This was fun, but I gotta go. See you soon, darling.’ He trailed off and left, leaving you and Kai alone on the bed, naked.

You looked at him, finding his eyes staring deeply into yours. He swiftly leaned in and kissed you deeply, his hand trailing down your naked body.

'You’re amazing.’ Kai said, making you smile. You got closer and sat on his exposed crotch.

'I can say the same.’ You kissed him again, his hands finding your butt as he squeezed it gently. What happened a few minutes ago was amazing, but what you wanted the most was do it again, but this time it would be you and Kai.

Badass - Happy Lowman

Requested by @dazzling-roaring-20s. Hope you enjoy it love. Thanks for the request.

Warning- Shooting, mention of blood. Happy cuteness over load lol

Abel’s birthday party was in full swing. Music bumpin, kids running around and everyone having a great time. The guys laughing everyone was in a wonderful mood.
Pulling up to TM you got out of your jeep and took the present out of the back seat. Walking over to Happy and the guys.
“Hey Y/N, what you got there”. Jax asked
“Its a present for the birthday boy, where is he by the way”?
“He’s probably inside with Tara and Mom, you can put that gift you didn’t have to get over there”. He said pointing to the table.
“Yea I did every kid wants presents, I’m gonna go inside and say Hi”. “I’ll be back in a minute Hap”. You walked past him patting his back.
“That girl has a serious crush on you brother”. Tig said wiggling his eye brows
“Yea shes a good girl, I could be in a thing with her”.
“A thing so that means you love her, Killer loves Y/N”. Tig sung
Happy slapped him up side the head.  Tig rubbed the back of his head still singing it.
Inside was a different story croweaters were helping set up streamer and balloons getting frustrated with Gemma telling them to move them a few inches this and that way.
“Hey Gem, you need any help”?
“Hey sweetheart, Yes can you take Abel outside and play with him. He wont stay out of the cake. Dipping his little fingers in the icing”. She said taking Abel away from the cake once again.
“Sure thing, come on buddy lets go get Uncle Happy”. You said cheerfully.
“Yea”. Abel screamed running out the door.
Walking out you saw Abel attacking Happy. It was the cutest thing you ever saw. A guy you was in love with playing with his nephew.
You ran over to help out Abel.
“Hey thats not fair, your supposed to be on my side”. Happy said laughing.
“I am but I think this is more funny”.
Happy picked up Abel tickling him.  Hearing screeching tires you turn to see a truck with three guys coming out with guns. Thats when the bullets starting flying. You grabbed Happy who was still holding Abel and shelled them with your body on the ground.
Looking around the clubhouse you saw Jax , Tig , Opie and Chibs shooting back. You grabbed Happys gun out of the back of his pants and just started shooting. Everything was happening so fast. Two of the shooter fled as the third laid bleeding on the ground.
Happy came up behind you taking the gun, giving you Abel. You ran inside and gave him to Tara.
“You ok baby”. Gemma asked concered.
“Yea I’m fine just a little winded”.
“SHIT Y/N your bleeding”.
“What”? You looked down and saw blood sepping out, lifting up your shirt there it was a bullet hole in your side.
“Y/N you need to ly…” was all you heard before you passed out.
Tara rushed to your side checking your pulse. Jax and Happy came running in. Happy saw you his face turned ghostly white.
“She’s shot we need to get her to a hospital’.
"No, no hospitals”. “ You can fix her up here on”.Jax said
“I need my stuff its at the house”.
“I’ll go”. Jax took off.
“Happy help me get her to the table”. Happy picked you up carefully and laid you on the reaper table.
Tara looked you over and it was a through and through but it nicked a vane that would stop bleeding. She and Chibs worked for two hours patching you up. Happy pacing back and forth. He was scared that he was going to lose you.
“She good, but shes not just out of the woods yet we got to worry about infections”. She said cleaning up.
“Can I sit with her”. Happy asked.
“Yea you can”. Closing the door to give you privacy.
“Come on Y/N you have to wake up”. “I have so many things I want you to know”. He took your hand and held it.
“I’m falling for you Little Girl, your the only woman I can be around that knows me for who I am besides my mom”. “You never look at me like I’m the killer that I am”. “My mom loves you, everytime I go see her she always ask ‘how are you and if we ever decided to settle down together”. He laughed  
You moved you head slightly to see a tear run down his face, you raised you hand and wiped it away.
“Hey little badass”. He smiled
“I’m falling for you too Hap”. “I’m so relieved your here with me”.
“You can’t do this again ok, don’t scare me like that”.
“ I just wanted to be as badass as you”. You looked around “Abel ok, are you ok. What about everyone else”? You tried to get up.
“Stay put, everyone is fine and some of the guys are finding these shooters”.
“You should be out there”.
“Their going to call me  when they find them”.
“When you going to get your butt over here and kiss me”?
Happy kissed you long and hard, his hands traveled your body skipping over your bullet wound. Your tongues dancing together as he squeezed your breast leaving a soft moan from you. You ran you hand down his chest stopping at his semi-hard cock pawing at it, giving the tip alittle rub.
“Um..Jax is here”. Tara said embarrased.
“Ok, I’ll be back in a few”. “Be good”. He said getting up.
“You might want to know that you can’t have sex for two months, you will miss up your stiches”.
“Well I guess we have to finish this a lot later”. Happy winked walking out.
“Fuck Y/N, Your so wet”.
“Only for you Happy, Oh God”. You moaned throwing your head back as Happy hit the right spot.
“Will You be my Old Lady”. Happy grunted
“Fuck, Yes I Will”. You screamed out coming
Two months was well worth the wait, to spend all day making love to your Old Man for the first time.