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Goodnight Kiss

It is day 7 of Adrinette Month, and I feel like I have not incorporated enough of the other sides of the love square. Fortunately, Day 7 is Patrol! So I have written some gratuitous LadyNoir for your reading pleasure. There is very little plot in this one. Enjoy!

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Named for Goodnight Kiss by Jung Hyoseong 

Two weeks later and Adrien could not keep his hands to himself. 

It had been two weeks since their first kiss. Ever since, Adrien found himself addicted to Marinette’s lips. It was nonstop. When they studied, when they were on dates, even on patrol. 

The last of which could actually prove to be a problem if he couldn’t get himself under control. Unfortunately, not even the threat of an Akuma or Hawkmoth could keep him off of her.

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shout out to @solomonfletcher for making this typo in the group chat and then designing this piece of art then making it so i could buy it as a shirt

it’s my new favorite shirt also you can find the link on their blog if you want it cos i’m on mobile but it’s a super comfy shirt 👌🏻👌🏻

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Didn’t you know Hiyorin? Pets still walk the Earth, even in death.

Eh? Why is that? 

Because they are loyal guardians who keep watch over their owners. More loyal than blessed regalia. Even when their owners have passed on, they still stay. They watch over the children of the area and give company to those who are lonely.

But, don’t they get lonely too since nobody can see them?

Of course! But… They’ve always been happiest in our area. We think somebody’s been giving them attention.

I wonder who? 

Hc that pets still roam the Earth, even in death. They’re referred to as stray pets and can become lonesome at times. 

The stray god has been keeping them company for centuries.

cottoncandysecrets  asked:

Hi! I was wonderin if u can do a HC of newtxlittlegoldsteinreader whr Tina & Queenie has a little sister reader of very big age gap (like maybe she's 8 or 10?) and little reader has grown attached to newt from the first time they met. Somehow, the reader declares that she'll be newt's bride when she grows up & throws a huge temper when she found out that Newt and Tina is gonna get married. But eventually she say that she'll make it an exceptional case for Tina. Just make it cute & sweet C: Thx!!

I’ll do my best! That’s enough content to make a fic so forgive me if this is shorter, as it will be basically a HC. ❤️

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-Newt would immediately bond with the youngest Goldstein sister, the minute he came through the door she’d run up and hang onto his blue overcoat, giggling.
-Newt would sit down and she’d be in his lap, asking him all these questions about creatures and if she can play with them.
-And as much as he enjoyed telling her all the details, he’d be sure she knew they weren’t toys and she must be careful with them.
-Tina and Queenie would always look at each when they watched them, giggling when their young sister started counting the freckles the wizard had.
-Everytime Newt had to leave, she’d put up a fight, trying to hide his case so he couldn’t go anywhere. And Newt usually caved, sitting with her and telling a story or two before she fell asleep.
-Newt would get up, smiling at Tina and kissing her on the cheek before wishing her a goodnight.
-Except one might their sister caught them kissing, and the next morning she’d be grumpy.
-“Ah, hello there.” He’d smile, picking her up for a hug as she ran to him. Tina would be making them some coffee and tea, smiling over at her fiancé while he played with her sister.
-“Newt…I’m gonna marry you one day.” The little girl would say, making Newt spit out his tea a bit.
-Tina would be holding her mug, laughing at her sister’s cute crush. “You can’t marry Newt, sissy.”
-The little girl would frown, crossing her arms. “And why not? Newt likes me, don’t you?”
-“Um, of course I do, but…” and he’d look over at Tina, a small smile slowly growing as he looked at the woman he loved. “Well, I’m marrying Tina, darling.”
-Tina blushed a bit, trying to hide her grin behind her mug.
-The little girl would huff, constantly saying it wasn’t fair and then taking off into her room to sulk.
-Newt would look after her, feeling a bit bad. “Should I go talk to her?”
-Tina just shook her head, smiling at him as she got up and took a seat on his lap. “She’ll come along, trust me. She’s the dramatic one of us.”
-And Newt would laugh, wrapping his arms around Tina and kissing her. “If you say so, love.”
-Hours later the little girl would emerge from her room, and Newt and Tina would be sitting at the table talking about work.
-“Sissy, Newt…”
-They’d both look over, and Newt would smile apologetically at her.
-She’d hand them both a drawing of a Niffler she did as a sorry for throwing a tantrum.
-“I’m ok if I can’t marry Newt…especially if he makes you happy, Tiney.”

That was cute, omg stop with the sweetness lol

Originally posted by hardyness

Quite enjoyed writing this one actually. It was a refreshing way to write Loki - not all fluffy and cute and “misunderstood” but not a total psychopath either. Just clever and sassy and nasty and just… Loki. I hope you’ll agree with me when I say that the character in this fic felt much more natural. If you disagree, please tell me and I’ll experiment with it again in the future. I owe immathrowabrickatyou some credit for the story idea for this one, hope you like how I did it. Enjoy, my darlings!

Plague (Part 1)

Loki hated it on Midgard. His punishment from Odin had been Thor’s idea – to work alongside his greatest enemies, the Avengers, so as to try and earn their forgiveness. It had tampered with his plans drastically and left him thoroughly irritated.

He was not the only new recruit either. You had joined as repentance for your crimes but under much less murderous circumstances. You’d been responsible for facing the Avengers in Russia, where they had been searching for Loki’s sceptre, and after tackling you to the ground, Thor had seen your potential and brought you in. It turned out that HYDRA had been holding your family captive and, after their rescue, you agreed to join the team.

You couldn’t stand the silver-tongued God, and the feeling was mutual. Luckily that was the last thing on your mind as you sat snivelling on the sofa. Headache, check. Blocked nose, affirmative. Sore throat – of course! And to top it all off, you were stuck babysitting.
“What is wrong with it?” Loki asked, all too casually from the other side of the room. You glared at him from but Thor placed a gentle hand on your knee to quell your anger.
“Nothing is wrong with her Loki. She’s sick, that is all. You are going to be taking care of her whilst we are on a mission.”

Despite Thor’s words, both you and the trickster knew what he really meant. It was going to be your job to keep him out of trouble whilst the others were away.
“If that stupid ape gives me her disease-”
“Don’t tempt me.” You spat. Thor scowled at you and you coughed before silencing.
“It’s just influenza, Loki. Nothing harmful to us. An inconvenience at best.”

“Can I kill him now?” You pleaded. Thor chuckled before standing. He patted you on the head but you pulled away before he could do so for long. You certainly didn’t need mollycoddling.
“Good luck.” He declared as he departed, long crimson cape flowing behind him.
“I do not need luck, Odinson.” Loki sneered. Thor smirked and peered back around the doorframe.
“Who said I was talking to you?”

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Enjolras sends all of the Amis (except Grantaire) good morning and goodnight texts and they’re all used to a ‘goodnight’ text 2AM and a ‘good morning’ one at 6AM. When Grantaire and Enjolras start to become friendlier, R is also included in these messages, but he isn’t used to the insane hours of Enj’s schedule. One night he gets a ‘goodnight’ text at like 3 in the morning and he calls Enjolras to lecture him about his sleeping habits, and Enjolras doesn’t melt a little because his crush really cares about him enough to tell him to get more sleep. And he certainly doesn’t find Grantaire’s half-asleep voice really hot.


Nothifn in this world except supercorp matters goodnight focus on real love and truth whdihcic is Kara and Lena

anonymous asked:

bts member or their s/o who is most likely to kiss first?

Namjoon would go either way, but I think their s/o did it first it would be like a plus points for him but when the kiss breaks, it will leave him flustered and shy.

The shy ones are definitely Taehyung and Jungkook. Taehyung is probably more of a ‘can we kiss?’ type of guy, a sudden ask. But it would be in the part of relationship where he’s comfortable and pretty stable, otherwise he would just gently kiss you without hesitation. Jungkook is the type of ‘is it okay to kiss you?’ and when you shyly nod, he would slowly give a soft kiss.

I see Hoseok more of having an eye contact with you before doing so. That will at least he would feel more passionate and (slightly) sensual. It will be a kiss that gives sparks, and I think whether in public or private he can do so.

I think Jimin is in between of shy and sudden confidence. Probably shy to kiss in public, because he doesn’t want to be teased; and has boosted confidence when you and him are alone.

Yoongi would be hesitant, he feels an urge but can’t do it? Doesn’t know how to position his head? He has no idea, and probably while in deep thoughts you turn his head and suddenly kiss him.

Jin is probably the most private next to Yoongi. I could say that he would be the one to kiss when he feels the spark to do so, and prefers when no one can sees except you and him.

Jackson Imagine - Losing You

A/N - Requested by an anon~ I really enjoyed writing this one so keep sending me your requests everyone!

(Y/N)!” Jackson shouted, bolting upright after waking from his nightmare. Sweat beaded on his forehead and his breathing was heavy. You immediately woke up at the sound of his voice calling your name and you were crouched next to him within seconds. The two of you were sleeping on the sofas in your living room, too tired to go upstairs after a long night of watching movies.
“Jackson, is everything okay?” He didn’t reply and just pulled you into his grasp. His arms were tight around you and he rocked you slightly, as if he were cradling something precious.

You stayed there in his arms for a few minutes before slowly pulling away and looking at his tear-stained face.
“Bad dream?” Jackson nodded in response.
“Want to talk about it?” He hesitated this time before nodding slowly. He took a few deep breaths before talking. “I lost you.”
“You lost me? What?”
“The dream, nightmare, whatever you want to call it. It was just a regular dream and we were…hanging out and then the next thing I know is you are dying and…” Jackson’s voice cracked as tears collected in his eyes again at having to relive it.
“Oh, Jackson. it’s okay. I’m okay, it was just a dream. I’m not going anywhere.” This time it was your turn to cradle Jackson in your arms as you comforted him. You both sat in silence, your hand gently rubbing his back.
“Why don’t we go upstairs and sleep in my bed? That way if you have the nightmare again, I’m right there for you.” You gave him a soft smile as he nodded at your suggestion. 

Both of you were tired and just wanted to sleep. You had shared a bed before and since you were good friends, today was no different. You both got in and Jackson’s arms snaked around your waist. He usually wasn’t so clingy whenever you shared a bed but for obvious reasons, tonight was an exception.
“Goodnight, Jackson,” you whispered, giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead before allowing your body to drift away into sleep. He whispered a “goodnight” back before also letting his body succumb to sleep beside you.

Worth Waiting For

Originally posted by jonghyuns-flat-ass

Pairing: Onew/Jinki & Reader

Genre: Fluff, One Shot

Word Count: 1495

Notes: I just needed something ridiculously silly and fluffy after delving into angstville in my last fic. It was hard, but I made it smut free for those that prefer that. I try to make a little something for everyone. I hope you all enjoy. 

 You were finally home after an incredibly long shift at your restaurant. You were hungry, and needed a shower, but you didn’t know if you had enough energy left to do a thing. Except perhaps wait for your goodnight call. Walking up the steps to your apartment, you pause and smile when you see that you’d received another delivery. In front of your door was a bouquet of flowers and a stuffed giraffe. You pick them up, and go inside with your nose buried in the bouquet. 

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Make It Work (Pt.4) // Wonwoo

“Good relationships don’t just happen. They take time, patience, and two people who truly want to be together.” -Unknown.

Genre: fluff, neighbor! & best friend!wonwoo
Word count: 2.7k
A/N: uh…this felt quite eventful. please bear with me. Also, tell me what you think. I’ve read it too much that it sounds kinda ugh now.

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

The next few days passed by fast, you didn’t even noticed that it was already the second week of school. All traces of awkwardness have dissolved and vanished from you and Soeun, all thanks to Wooshin’s noisy self. Hanging out with them from morning, lunch, and even after school has been a natural thing by now that you’d catch yourself looking forward to meeting them every day. 

You still miss your old friends of course but being with new people, it was like being on an adventure every day, especially since there were less unnecessary attention and hate and more freedom to breathe and actually enjoy school.

Well, that could’ve happened more if not for the amount of homework the teachers has been giving everyone. Because of this, there wasn’t even enough time to meet and play with Wonwoo and the others. Still, it wasn’t that bad. Once you get through this, you’re going to play to your heart’s content.

“So we’ll continue this after school then?” Soeun asked.

“Sure!” Your attention shifted to your phone when it rang, Wonwoo’s name flashing on the screen. “Hello Mr. Jeon. What’s up?”

You heard him scoff. “Jun, Gyu, Sol and Chan are coming over tonight. Do you want us to stop by later? We’re buying food before going to my house.”

“Oh it’s that time already?”

“…you forgot didn’t you?”

“Hey. There were no fixed dates!” you protested. “Anyway, no, it’s fine. I have this thing later with my groupmates.”

“You do? …so, you’re not coming over?”

“Y/N, let’s go! They just refilled the sweet bread section!” Wonwoo heard a guy’s voice calling you.

“Really?” you asked before going back to Wonwoo. “I am, I am. Hey I have to go before the bread vanishes! See you later!” and the line went off.

Wonwoo stared at your name on his phone before the screen went dark. Attending the same school and classes together and having the same circle of friends for years, he was used to having you beside him most of the time. Quite literally, the only people that talks and hangs out with you at school are him and his friends. And so having that conversation made him feel strange. Really strange.

“Wonwoo, you coming?”

Wonwoo looked up and nodded, making his way back to the room with his classmate. Well, at least you’re still going. After days of barely having time to see each other, today was finally the day he’ll be spending time with you and his friends.

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Pairing: bokuaka         Words: 1,932

The television volume was set low and static sound filled the room as Koutarou leaned back against the sofa. Keiji was seated with his legs on his lap, his attention to a book. Koutarou would lightly massage his feet while he waited for the drama to return from the commercial break.

It was a slow Sunday for both of them. They both had gotten up late, opting to stay in bed for the most part of the morning. Koutarou had talked about his volleyball training excursion for which he had been away for the week. Keiji had asked a few questions but had allowed Koutarou to take reign of the conversation. They hadn’t talked much over the week except for the goodnight messages and the occasional ‘I miss you.’

He was glad to be back home. The thought made his heart flutter. He was home to Keiji. Their lives had become so busy; with him mostly practicing after being scouted for the Japanese Volleyball team and Keiji working on his final photography portfolio. Only their mornings were a rush of greetings, a swift kiss and goodbyes. Rarely they would meet by the commercial area to have lunch together. Dinner together was more often, but even though Koutarou brimmed with stories to tell, they both would be tired to actually be engaged.

Only last evening on his return had they talked about the rainy weather and Keiji moving the positions of the furniture. A nice dinner of hamburger steak and cake for dessert. A movie that played in the background as their small nudges and touches turned to passionate kissing. Koutarou blushed slightly at the recollection of last night.

He was home.

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anonymous asked:

Nate Archibald !!! :)

I don’t write for gossip girl but I’ve watched every episode so what the hell!

Who cooks: Both - well it’s basically you showing Nate how to cook and then watch him fail, cutely but miserably. Nate’s grown up with chefs at his beck and call so he definitely does not know how to cook, but watching him try is adorable.
Who made the first move: Nate - he’s freaking Nate Archibald so of course he was the first to make a move.
Did they fool around on the first date: No - although he hangs out with people like Chuck Bass he respected you way too much to try anything except for a goodnight kiss.
How many children do they have:
Who’s more dominant: You - Nate is surprisingly passive in the bedroom and gets off on you telling him exactly what to do to make you feel good.
Favorite nonsexual activity: Binge watching shows on Netflix, the two of you have literally gone through so many series it’s ridiculous. 
Their favorite place to be together: Your shared apartment, on the upper east side of course ;) the two of you love just lazing around in each others arms and admiring the view of the bustling city.
Any traditions: The two of you meet up after work everyday and walk home through Central Park and just catch up and talk about your day.
Their “song”: I’m Yours by Jason Mraz, it’s cheesy as hell but neither of you care.
What they do for each other on holidays: The two of you invite your families over for a dinner, but with Nate’s family issues and the fact that one or both of you always get caught up in some gossip girl drama, they almost always turn into what you hadn’t planned.
Where did they go for their honeymoon:
Where did they first meet: Serena introduced you two actually, you and her had met at college and she knew the two of you would hit it off.
Any pets: After Chuck got his dog Monkey you begged Nate to let you get a dog for your apartment. He finally caved and the two of you got a stray mixed breed from the pound.
What do they fight over: The two of you fight over whatever gossip girl rumour is circulating the upper east side, or another drama that one of your friends have dragged you into. Normally it ends up with the two of you realising how stupid the whole thing was and laughing about it.
Do they go on vacations, if so where: Um yes, you’re dating Nate Archibald for gods sake. Nate loves to spoil you and flies you all around the world spontaneously just to show you how much he loves you, even though you love him for him and not his money.


In case something happens… We won’t say our goodbyes. It’s better this way.

He kept silent, focusing on the embers of the campfire in front of them. He knew she was right; they had an image to maintain and any sign of attachment had no place here. Even saying this much was a risk. He sighed and continued to stoke the fire.

“I know. We should sleep soon. We need to be ready for the Feast at dawn.”

She nodded. With his short acknowledgment, nothing else needed to be said. Except maybe one thing.

“Goodnight, Cato.”

“Goodnight, Clove.”