Summary: Tom tells the story of how you get on a talk show.
Graham leaned forward, “So, Thomas,”
Tom laughed immediately, “Oh dear, this is going to be a big one,” he turns to look at the audience, “he only calls me Thomas before the really big questions.”
Graham laughs and nods, “It’s true, very very true. Speaking of True, is it true that you stalked your fiance on set before you met? ”
Tom made a face, “It was just some casual stalking,” Graham and the audience start laughing,
“No, no, Let me explain myself, you see, as you all know (y / n) was the screenwriter of (Romantic Movie Title). We spent hours talking about the script, my character, emails, texts, phone calls. All of that. But never met in person. So, it’s the first week of shooting and I see this girl. This absolutely adorable girl talking to the director. I think, ‘Okay, go get introduced.’ I got grabbed by wardrobe because there was some last minute change and by the time I get back. She’s not there. We start the scene. I think that was when we filmed the wedding scene, and I look out and there she is again, this time over clearly whispering to someone from production, and forget my lines. Totally gone. ”
There is another round of laughter and Tom laughs as well, adjusting a little awkwardly in his seat.
“Yeah, so there I am, speechless,”
Graham laughs, “Was that a first?”
“It was new.” He joined in the laughter and continued. “I shake my head and apologize and get back to filming. When it was a break to change the setup, I just instantly start looking for her again, I need to know who this girl is. I was a man on a mission and I found out" he had a pause for effect, “nothing, she was gone. So I figure, okay she must be involved with the film somehow right? She was talking to some important people. She had to come back. So by this time I was texting (y / n) pretty often, sometimes about the movie and sometimes just to say hello, I call her to save time in texting, she picks up and I say, Oh my God (y / n), I think I fell in love with someone on set today. So, she starts grilling me, what did she look like, who is she? and I start describing this girl,“ anotjer pause "and I hear her laughing,in stereo, turn around and there she is… that adorable girl. So yeah, a little bit of stalking and I found my best friend.”
Prompt (Anon request): Can
you do a Clint Barton x little sister one where Tony hires her to be the teams
personal chef cause he loves her cooking? Clint gets overprotective cause the
guys on the team are flirty and she’s just a kid in his eyes since she’s fresh
out of college. She loves her big brother but she loves to torment him too so
she flirts with Bucky and teases Clint. Bucky ends up asking her out.
A/N: I’m so sorry it took so long, but my life is hectic right now. Thank you so much for requesting, dear! Requests are open. If you want to be tagged, tell me and I will arrenge it!
those in small pieces,” you said as you placed a bowl of potatoes in front of
your older brother, Clint. He looked at the bowl, then at you, then back at the
bowl and finally back at you.
kidding me, right?”
shot him a glare and he was smart enough to just grab the knife and start
that was being solved, you focused on getting the rest of dinner ready.
were a guest at the Avenger Compound. Being close to your brother meant a lot
of hanging out with the Avengers, but you had never cooked for them.
had no idea how you had gotten into the kitchen – with Clint of all people. Actually, you did. Sam Wilson and his need to
bet on everything and, as a proud person, you couldn’t refuse. So you bet that
you could make Natasha Romanoff moan while
tasting your food.
had to be perfect.
“Ready to lose?” Sam whispered in your ear,
from behind you.
smirked and glanced at him from over your shoulder. “Only in your dreams,
entire team sat around the gigantic table, everyone filling their plates with
the plenty of food you made Clint place around.
bet said you had to let Clint help and everyone knew how awful he was at the kitchen, so you made him do simple things: cut
the potatoes and set the table. Knowing your plan, he took an extra-long time
in cutting the potatoes.
sat with Clint on your right and Bucky on your left, Steve by Bucky’s other
side and Natasha right in front of you.
team tried to conceal the glances they threw at Natasha as she prepared her
first spoonful. Is a whimper a moan? She had to close her eyes? She had to
whimper a word or just a wordless moan would suffice? You should have settles
rules with Sam first.
rose the fork to her mouth and froze when the food touched her tongue.
my. You had tasted it, it was delicious. How embarrassing would it be if
Natasha hated it?
three agonizing seconds, the room was dead silent, which was impressive on its
think my tongue just met with God.”
then she began chewing and her eyes closed and she… moaned.
Clint screamed beside you, standing up with his hands reaching for the ceiling.
way!” Sam shrieked before placing his fork in mouth. Sam whimpered.
a single word was said during dinner. Well at least not to each other. Some
mumbling words escaped from here and there, but they were all quiet and, most
importantly, all praises.
everyone finished, Tony turned to face you.
on Earth do you do that?”
years of cooking and experimenting new flavors in college does have its perks,”
you explained and then smirked at Sam.
you just graduated?” Steve asked. Clint had told him that already, but he
wanted to talk to you.
you confirmed, “I’m looking for a job now, but no one wants someone fresh out
of college,” you sighed.
of them knew what the struggle was for those who had just finished college and
were looking for a good job.
if you worked here?” Tony blurted out suddenly.
pay you, of course. I’d probably get fat too, because I wouldn’t stop eating,
but you’d have a job and be near your brother,” Tony eyes light up as the idea
formed in his mind.
a bunch of lunatics as friends,” Sam chimed in, grinning, “Or more,” he winked
at you, making you chuckle.
no need to wash or clean anything,” Tony quipped his eyebrows, “I’m a genius so
no one actually has to do it.”
cook for all of you?”
gladly take it.”
Came the response from everyone surrounding you.
was beaming, but Bucky’s small smile was the most beautiful.
“Need any help?”
turned to see Steve leaning against the doorway.
you’re not busy and trust me with a knife near you, sure,” you threw a smile
over your shoulder.
sure I’ll survive.”
asked him to mix the sauce while you cut the meat.
sure you don’t want me do that?” Steve asked. He flexed his arms to show off
the bulging muscles from under the shirt he wore.
wanted to flirt? Two could play at this game.
it or not, Steve, I’m very talented with my hands,” you winked at him.
peppers should feel jealous of his blush.
were walking around the Compound, a book and a snack in hands when he suddenly
appeared next to you.
Princeza,” Pietro fell into a walk beside you, a grin on his lips, his hair all
tousled from the run.
Pietro,” you smiled back.
turned and started walking backwards, his hands clasped behind his back.
wanted to say that you look lovely today.”
chuckled and thanked him before he took off running.
“Hey, [Y/n],” Wanda called you happily, “Wanna
watch a movie with me?”
settle on the gigantic couch and picked a movie that pleased your tastes and
the movie, Wanda laid her head on your shoulder, snuggling close. By the end of
it, she was peacefully sleeping and you didn’t want to disturb her, so you
simply got more comfortable on the couch and decided on a nap.
slept on the afternoon, so at night, you couldn’t sleep. Maybe, a little walk
around the Compound would be helpful.
you went past the lab, you saw a light. Bright and, as you got closer, more
you called, softly.
looked at you from his notepad, a bit frightened.
smiled softly at him, “Can’t sleep?”
chuckled. “Not tonight. I’m almost done with this and my mind won’t settle
until I finish it.”
I’ll leave you to it, then.”
can’t sleep either?” he called before you made it out the door, his voice a bit
turned to him again. “Nope.”
scratched the back of his neck, his eyes not meeting yours. “Maybe some snack
would help you settle? I could accompany you?”
had just served your newest chocolate cake recipe. The first cake was enough to
serve a piece for each person in the room. Thank God – or Thor really, since he
was the one that suggested you baked more, “with his help, of course,” since he
loved cooking – that you baked four.
[Y/n], this is divine,” Thor gushed, his eyes closed in delight.
thank you, Thor,” you smiled at him.
Tony, Bruce, Natasha, Wanda and Pietro all looked at you dreamily. Clint
cleared his throat, annoyed that they wouldn’t stop flirting with you. They all
Clint’s mind, you were only a child, a freshly-graduate woman. With a bunch of
people he called family hoovering over you.
was the only one that escaped Clint’s radar, being subtle while looking at you.
you should come to Asgard with me and become my Queen. We make a tremendous
pair, don’t you think?” the God smiled brightly at you.
might agree with you, Thor.”
there was one thing you loved, was teasing your older brother.
turned your head to your right and then forward, trying to stretch it out. When
you repeated the process to the other side, a cracking sound echoed throughout the kitchen.
you’re tense,” Natasha exclaimed as she walked over you. You had a recipe book
opened on the marble counter in the kitchen, your favorite place in the huge
Compound. Nat served herself a glass with water and offered you one, which you
looked at you. “Yes. Want me to help you with that?”
that’s how you ended up in one of the stools, book forgotten as Natasha worked
her gentile hands on your neck and shoulders, getting rid of all the knots.
crush on Bucky had developed to not being so small anymore, but how could you
make him see? He was the only person that didn’t flirt you, the only one that
you wanted to. Maybe you didn’t have
to wait for him to do it.
maybe you could be a perfect sibling and tease your older brother some more.
You knew Clint didn’t like when the Team flirted with you, but would you truly
pass out on a bunch of opportunities to annoy him? No way.
had just came from the market with Steve and Sam, each of them with two bags in
each hand full of food.
any help?” you came to the kitchen, where the pair had just came in and where
conveniently Clint was talking to Natasha.
it’s okay, we got it,” Bucky responded, his features calm upon setting the
groceries on the counter. Steve and Sam followed suit.
surprise me, with all those muscles of yours,” you dismissively said.
promptly sent you a side-glance, quirking his eyebrow, but didn’t say anything.
noticing the not-so-subtle actions, bumped
his arm on Bucky and looks pointedly at [Y/n].
spoke, “Hey, I need someone to test the new Widow Bites.” No one answered, all
looked at her in fear. “Sam’s wings and Steve’s shield. Now.” She left the room
and the two quickly followed quickly.
fact, they went to the Security Room and watched it all from the cameras.
always cooked with music, no exceptions. What changed, if someone was
observing, was if you’d dance or not.
one was in the kitchen as you finished dinner, so what was the harm in swaying
your hips and bumping your head to the rhythm? None, except-
can show you how to dance to this kind of songs, if you want.”
quickly turned to see Bucky leaning against the counter.
were listening to some old 40s classics, obviously Bucky knew how to dance to
If you want, that is.”
love that,” you smiled at him. Before he realized, he was smiling back.
you turned the oven off and stood in front of him.
do we do this, Sergeant?”
this,” he guided one of your hands to his shoulder and the other to his own
hand, while he placed his free hand on your waist. As he instructed you on your
feet, two steps front, one step back. Only increasing in speed to actually
match the song’s.
the end of the lesson, you were both laughing and breathing heavily. As a final
move, right when the song was about to end, Bucky dipped you while holding onto
your lower back gently but firmly.
good,” he praised, bringing you to an upright position again, his steel eyes
focused on yours. You couldn’t help but return his gaze, your hands still on
his shoulders and his resting lightly on your waist. “I’m impressed.”
had a great teacher.”
that, he laughed.
he said, focusing entirely on you again, “Would you go on a date with me?”
thought your smile could light up the world.
other were all bundled up on the doorway of the kitchen, hiding their lower
parts behind the wall but their upper bodies visible as they leaned to the side
to watch you and Bucky, trying – as in, completely failing – in being subtle.
do you get mad at us for flirting with her, but not with Bucky who has his
hands all over her?” Tony whispered-yelled, grumpily crossing his arms over his
chest. A typical two-year-old tantrum.
grinned, “Because he truly knows her value.”
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there was something about all those moments that made even fall all the more in love with isak, something small and lovely that isak did that made even want to document it and cherish him in that second forever, so many moments over so many months where even looked at isak and his heart beat faster and his love grew deeper for this boy that had let him into his life, and he took all those moments, filled with half-remembered conversations and inside jokes and soothing touches and endless laughter, he pulled them all together to try and give isak a hint, a small fraction, of how much even sees in him, and isak saw it, and isak fell all the more in love with even, this boy that accepted him and cherished him and wants to never forget a second of their time together, when they met each other they were completely in awe of the other and they haven’t lost that, today they were both reminded of every second they’ve loved the other and every second that they will
Believe it or not, this is what my local movie theater looks like!!!!!
This looks amazing and my jaw fell to the floor when I saw this!!!!!!
This is not the only movie theater I go to, but the whole design of the theater is gorgeous!!!!
The designs on the walls that show famous characters from movies, cartoons, television, are so inspiring to look at! I love those characters and they made me who I am today! And I still love them! 😘😊😍😁
I saw the sci-fi movie, “Life”, in this theater. And it was really good! 👍🏻
Imagine: can you write a sebastian stan imagine where you go to the movies with a group of friends. and sebastian has always kind of intimidated you. so when you go to the movies, the only spot open was the seat next to sebastian. you sit next to him and the movie starts, when the romantic part came, you had your hand on your lap and he moves his hand to your hand. you just let it be and as the movie went on, you were getting tired and you fell asleep on sebastian’s shoulder. thx sm! i love your writing!
A/N: aw, thank so much nonny, you’re so sweet ♥
You were standing in line for the movie. And there was a line because the movie that you were seeing was the newest movie in the theater. You really wanted to see it with Chris Evans because you two had made a promise to each other to see it with each other when it came out. And today was the day that it came out. But Chris wanted to bring some friends, and you were fine with it until you heard that Sebastian Stan was coming with him.
You didn’t hate Sebastian or anything, but you were just intimidated by him. He just somehow frightened you at times. Whenever you stand next to him or even when you’re near him, you feel like he towers over you. You feel like he’s a giant and you’re a little bug he could just step on at any moment in time. But you tried not to complain about it when he arrived, you just tried your best to stay away from him. Without coming off to rude or cruel.
Chris knew that you found Sebastian intimidating, and maybe he invited Sebastian because he either wanted you to get along with Sebastian. Or because he just likes seeing the way you act around Sebastian.
It’s been too long since I saw you. To be honest, I wanted to know you, I really did, and I miss you so much. I don’t like talking about you like you’re dead. It feels strange even now, and like something I’m being forced to accept.
I started a blog about you. It’s gotten fairly popular. I can’t help but to think, I wish I didn’t have this blog. I have all these followers because of you, I have people giving me messages, telling me they miss you too, and how they wish you weren’t dead, like I led them to some comfort and honestly I’m glad I can help them in the wake of your memory.
But that’s just it, Anton, the reason I have this blog is because you died. I wish you were still here, I wish it so much. It hurts every time I say or do something for you, and I need you back here.
I was just thinking, as I went for a walk in the snow, I’m so sorry you can’t see this anymore. I look outside as I’m riding in a car and music in my ears, and I think, “I am so goddamn happy to be alive.”
But then, I remember, what about those people that aren’t? You’re missing so much, every day, and I kept on living and seeing these things because I know if you aren’t here, someone else has to see them. You’re an intrepid, amazing, kind soul, and I am so sorry I couldn’t make it to your photo gallery.
Your photo gallery. It killed me, knowing I couldn’t make it. I’m so caught in the middle of school, keeping my grades up so maybe, just maybe I can make valedictorian so I can feel a bit better about myself and the way things are.
But that doesn’t matter. I feel as if I’m trying to talk myself up and I’m really not. I say “I miss you, I miss you” so much that it almost seems like it’s trying to form a moot point, a horse that’s long been beaten into the dust.
You’re a really amazing person. I think, if we were just trying to be basic, that’s what I’d say. You’re amazing. An amazing actor, photographer, person that I never got the privilege to meet, not really. What I had with you wasn’t enough to say I even remotely knew you.
I wish I could admit these things to anyone else. You know they won’t listen. I can barely listen myself. I’m trying to distance myself, you know, and it didn’t work. Actually, I’d be lying if I said I tried to distance myself completely.
So, we all decided to do this thing, giving you letters on your birthday, sending them out on helium balloons or posting them, or even just writing them, keeping them. I’m going to write a handwritten one too. It’ll probably be considerably shorter, but I’m sure you have enough letters on your plate, in your hands, right now.
It breaks my heart, what happened, and I wish more than anything that you were still here. God, I want to see another movie with the casting decision of Anton Yelchin for the lead role, the side role, any role at all.
I’ve loved so many things since you went away, like the sky and the snow, even though I’m horribly sick of it by now. Do you remember the way it looked when the sun hit it, or maybe snowflakes when the moonlight fell through the night air? It was like we were in a snowglobe.
I want to tell you so much about the world today. There are also things I don’t want to tell you, because a shit ton of bad things still happen and you don’t need to worry about those anymore. The sun comes out more and more each day, it seems, and the trees are starting to bud.
I wonder, what is it like for you now? Are you there, Anton? Ground control
I wish so much for you to be here with us today and now and here, so so very much. Happy birthday, and I hope the rest are happy too, even though they aren’t your birthday. I hope each day you had wasn’t harried or harsh on you, I hope you lived so many happy days with amazing people that love you so much.
I really do wonder what’s going on where you are. Is it pretty? Is it blank? Can you hear me? What can you see?
No, don’t answer that. I hope it’s so wonderful.
I wrote you a letter and buried it in the snow next to your grave. You know what I mean. I won’t bother to clarify. I hope you see it too.
I miss you so, so much, Anton, more than I can really explain.
I’ve never been this scared in my life. This morning I woke up early to go get Teddy and we watched the teletubbies. We were cuddled on the couch and Teddy was sipping his chocolate milk when Sirius woke up. He came through the door looking really tired… and pale.
“Goodmorning honey… You look pale, are you okay?” I said, siting up.
Sirius opened his mouth to talk but he instantly fell to the floor.
“Sirius?!” I yelled, running to his side.
He was unconscious. I tried to shake him but he wouldn’t wake up. At least he still had a pulse.
“Sirius.. Babe wake up please! Sirius wake up!” I said, shaking him.
“Dadda?” Teddy said, worry in his eyes.
“It’s okay baby.. Can you get me my wand please?” I said as Teddy grabed my wand that was resting on the table.
“C'mere baby, it’s okay.. do you have your plushie with you?” I asked him.
He nodded and held the stuffed animal close to his chest.
“Okay hold me close alright? We need to get Padda to the hospital.. Can you do that for me honey?” I asked, feeling my heartbeat quicken.
He nodded again and i held him close to me. I took Sirius’ hand and the next thing I knew, we were in St-Mungos.
“I need help please!” I yelled so someone could take care of him.
A lady and a man ran to me and put Sirius’ unconcious body on a barrow. The lady asked me some questions while she took his pulse and they left in a hurry, pushing my husband away from me. The next thing I knew, I was alone with Teddy in the waiting room.
“Dadda?” Teddy asked, tears running down his cheeks.
“Oh it’s okay baby. I’m here.. Padda will be okay alright?” I said, my own eyes getting teary.
“But.. why are you crying?” Teddy said with his little baby voice and his shaking bottom lip.
“I just got scared that’s all honey.. Everything will be alright..” I said, not even believing my own words.
I gave a call to James and Lily so they could come and get Teddy. I didn’t want him to stay here, traumatized. James and Lily arrived a few seconds after our call. They both looked so worried. James was holding something in a blanket and I assumed it was Harry.
“Where is he? Is he okay?” James asked.
“I-I don’t know..” i said, trying not to cry.
Lily took Teddy in her arms and tried to calm him.
“He’ll be fine.. He’s strong.” James said, hugging me.
“I’m s-so scared..” I cried.
“He’ll be fine.. He’s in good hands..” James said.
“Lily.. Can you take Teddy home with you? I don’t want him to see all of this..” I asked her.
“Okay.. but call me when you have any news..” She said, taking Harry in her other arm.
“Dadda?” Teddy said.
“It’s okay honey. I’ll stay here with uncle James and we will wait for Padda okay? I’ll come and get you the minute I can my love.” I said, giving him a kiss on the forehead.
“No.. I want to stay with you..” He said, his eyes getting glossy.
“I know baby.. I know.. I’ll be with you soon I promise.”
I took a deep breath and looked at his sad little eyes. He was asking for hope without knowing it.
“Yes.. With Padda..”
“You promise?” He asked, his small hand in mine.
“I promise. I love you my little angel. Now go have fun with Lily and Harry.” I said, trying to cheer him up.
“Okay… but can you give Padda my plushie? It will keep him safe and give him courage.” Teddy said, handing me his stuffed puppy.
“I will baby. He’ll be happy to have it with him.”
“I love you Dadda.”
“I love you too Teddy.”
And then Lily, Harry and my little Teddy disapeared. I colapsed on my knees and started crying uncontolably. James took me in his arms and whispered in my ear, that everything was going to be alright. My Sirius. My love. I just wanted to hold him…
Once I calmed down, he called Regulus to let him know what was going on. He also came rushing in a few minutes later. When he saw me, he hugged me close to him. I felt like I was hugging Sirius in some way.. They look so much alike..
After about 3 hours of waiting and stressing out, a lady came in with a note pad. James, Regulus and I instantly stood up.
“Are you all related to Mr.Black?” The lady asked,
“I’m his husband..” I said.
“And I’m his brother..” Regulus said.
“Well.. I’m his best friend..” James added.
“Okay.. He just woke up, he’s doing good. You guys can go see him in a few minutes.”
My heart started beating again. He was okay. I sighted and Regulus and James both hugged me.
“I need to tell Teddy.. He must be so worried..” I said.
“I’ll go get him, don’t worry about it… Go get our Padfoot.” James smiled, his hand on my shoulder.
“Thank you Prongs..” I said.
The lady came back in and told me to come in.
When I walked in, Sirius was there. He was laying on the bed his eyes half opened. The machine was beeping to the sound of his heartbeat and he had and I.V. In his hand. When he saw me, he smiled.
“Hey..” he said, his voice raspy.
I walked up to him and gave him a kiss. I brushed my hand on his cheek, as if I needed to know this was real.
“I was so worried..” I said, tears rolling down my cheeks again.
“I’m sorry.. The doctor said I got dehydrated and my bloodpressure went down really quickly so I collapsed..” He said, talking really slowly.
“Are you in pain?” I asked.
“No.. I just feel really tired.. Where’s Teddy?” He asked, looking around for his son.
“Lily took care of him. He’s on his way with James.. He was so scared for you.. Oh, he told me to give you this..” I said, handing Sirius the stuffed puppy Teddy always loved.
“He said that it would protect you and give you courage..” I smiled.
“Merlin he’s adorable..” Sirius chuckled.
“I love you.. You scared me.” I said, kissing his lips once more.
“I love you too.. I’m sorry.” He said.
We then heared small steps coming into the room.
“Padda!” Teddy said, running to the bed.
I picked him up so he could sit on the bed and hug Sirius.
“You Okay Padda?” Teddy asked.
“I’m okay baby.. I’m sorry I scared you. Your little Padfoot puppy gave me some courage, thank you for letting me keep it.” Sirius smiled.
“You needed him more than me.. i love you Padda.. You too Dadda..” Teddy said, smiling to both of us.
“Oh we love you too baby bear.. We love you so so much..” Sirius said.
Regulus, James and Lily got their turn to talk with Sirius. They were all relieved. The nurse asked us to stay until next morning so they could check on Sirius.
“You can go home babe, I’ll be fine..” Sirius said.
“For the number of times you stayed with me at the hospital wing, You should let me stay..” I smirked.
He smiled and kissed me.
That night, we watched a movie all cuddled in Sirius’ hospital bed. Sirius and I were side by side, and Teddy on my chest. I got Sirius some flowers from the gift shop. He liked them a lot. He fell asleep with Teddy cuddled against him when night came. I watched my two loves cuddling and smiled to myself. I got scared today, but everything was alright.
How would the rfa+v+saeran react to the MC having a near death experience? Like for example MC gets in a car crash or some other accident and almost dies? I love your blog! ❣❣❣
aaa prepare for the waterworks guys. and thank u !! hope u like it :) i’ve got more under the cut after jaehee’s scenario since it got too long haha. also i just wanna say that saeran’s wasn’t meant to be romantic – someone implying they’re gonna kill themselves if their lover dies is more obsessive than romantic and that was my intention so yeah. always look out for signs, kids.
Time around him seemed to stop – there was no other way to describe it. He knew he had to do something but his feet would not move. Every step towards her felt like an eternity. And then…
The sound of tires halting against the asphalt and the sickly stench of blood overwhelmed Yoosung’s senses. Before he knew it, he was next to the limp body of MC, tears blurring his vision. He couldn’t even find it in him to scream obscenities at the careless driver, instead shaking MC’s shoulders. A high-pitched siren was barely heard by him as his shaky hands searched for a pulse.
Eyes lighting up in relief and barely registering the paramedics pulling him away, he whispered a broken, “Stay.. with me… stay with me!”
There could not have been a better day for the in-love couple. They went out to a nice dinner, caught a quick movie; a velvety, black box lay heavily in Zen’s back pocket. Today would be the day.
Until it wasn’t.
Zen was all too aware of his surroundings as a ladder propped up against a building fell back. The man atop it fell with it, his head cracking on the concrete, instantly dying. But Zen was less aware of that and more aware of who the ladder fell on.
His MC. His sweet, perfect, would-be-spouse MC lay crushed under the ladder and heaps of bricks that crashed with it. “Oh God–” His hand flew to his mouth, vainly trying to prevent the bile from rising to his mouth. A large puddle of blood surrounded a whimpering MC, whose fingers were twitching as though they were trying to push the weight off of them.
“Someone call an ambulance!” was all Zen could scream. Screaming at everybody in the vicinity as he held MC’s hand, pushing the blood-soaked hair out of their eyes and wiping the tears from their face, accidentally smearing blood on their cheek.
“Babe, it’s okay.. It’s all okay. I’m gonna get you help, I promise.”
She didn’t know how it happened. She didn’t care how it happened, she just needed MC to be safe and alive. They lay broken in the hospital bed, too still and too quiet. They didn’t whimper, they didn’t twitch – nothing. Jaehee was the most composed person she knew, and yet she could feel her resolve breaking bit by bit as she watched the person she loves slowly die in front of her.
“I won’t let you leave me. Not now. You can’t.” Her lips shook and she had to bite down to keep her tears from falling. She couldn’t afford to be weak.
“MC, I love you so much. You have to pull through this, please.” She slowly sunk to the ground, holding on to MC’s hand and finally letting her tears fall.
When you’ve been dating someone, for so long, overtime, you almost inevitably grow apart. You know everything about this person, down to the last hair. You become restless and drift apart. Then you feel like you didn’t even know the person you’ve been dating for the past how many years. Lately, unfortunately, that’s how you’ve been feeling lately with your boyfriend Jensen. Luckily, no one has suspected anything change between the both of you. On the outside world with flashing cameras that snaps a photo at every angle, you would do practically anything.
AN: Namjoon has his faults, he sometimes lashes out, ignores you- and that makes you think he doesn’t love you. He does, and he’ll go to the ends of the world to show it. After all, you are his muse.
“Morning babe.” You said, kissing Namjoon’s cheek. No response. He was sat down at the dining table, a bunch of papers in hand and his notebook with his eyebrows furrowed. He was probably looking over lyrics, but his ignorance towards you hurt.
You put the kettle on for your morning coffee, but was instantly met with a growl from Namjoon.
“Can’t you wait till later for your coffee? I’m writing here.” He said, annoyed by the bubbling sounds the kettle was making. His voice was sharp, to any other person who didn’t know you were together- it would sound so rude. It was rude. You lived under the same roof and this is the type of attitude you get from someone whose supposed to adore you.
You turned it off in annoyance, and decided to have some cereal first instead. You fixed a quick bowl and decided to take breakfast upstairs, since your boyfriend was being an utter ass hole.
You were confused about him. He’s either all over you, adoring you or he’s like this. Cold and distant, not wanting to be bothered. You got that he was an introvert, and so were you- but introverts let other introverts who loved them in, right?
Maybe that was apart of the problem. Namjoon didn’t know you were in love with him, and from what you guessed- he certainly wasn’t in love with you.
From his behaviour, you wondered if he’d ever love you.
You sat down on the floor, a book in hand as you munched on your cereal alone.
You felt horrible and pathetic, all you wanted to do was have breakfast with your usually busy boyfriend and he shut you out like you were a bother.
You were nearly finished with your bowl and starting to just spoon drink some of the left over milk, when you heard Namjoon’s footsteps come up. The door was open, so he could probably see where you were. He had probably come up to get something from his storage space, but noticed you sitting on the floor.
His face still looked angry and worried.
“There’s a table downstairs, go eat on that.” He said, even ignoring any chance you had to respond by continuing his walk down the hall to get into his storage space.
Tears welled up in your eyes- gosh, did your boyfriend hate you so much?
The academy awards were always a really big deal.
Everyone dresses up nice, looks nice, feeld nice. It was by far one of the most popular and greatest event when it came to award shows.
So of course your answer was not long considered when your boyfriend asked you if you would go to the Oscars with him.
Both of you had a part in it this year anyway, Sebastian as nominated and you as a presenter.
So when the day came you were all excited and totally impatient, however you saw Sebastian being all nervous all day long but you didn’t think much of it, assuming he was just freaking out about the fact that he was nominated as best actor in a leading role.
You didn’t question him about it, you didn’t confront him about it you were just there for him.
So the morning was mostly spend cuddling and stealing kisses from one another.
Both of you didn’t leave the bed since you woke up, Sebastian only left once to get some breakfast for both of you but came back quickly.
There was a movie playing on TV but neither of you paid attention to it as you were preoccupied with each other.
You looked into Sebastian’s eyes deeply with a smile playing on your lips, and he glanced right back at you looking worried and overwhelmed.
Your hands were on each other without a pause, whether it was him caressing your cheek or pushing your hair out of your face, or you running your hand through his hair or drawing patterns on his arm, you would always be in touch. Still you weren’t able to get the frown off his face, no matter what you did.
You couldn’t see him like this anymore and so you decided to offer him to talk about it.
Your hand went up to cup his jaw and he leaned into your touch, closing his eyes.
“What is it ,seb?” You asked softly, your gaze never once leaving his furrowed brows, which only frowned deeper at your question.
“You’ve been nervous and worried all day long, are you okay?” You questioned and he leaned his head back to the other side so he was now in the position he was in before, opening his eyes and looking at you with deep adoration and love.
“I am just nervous I think” he frowned, looking at you deeply.
“Its gonna be fine” you told him, capturing his lips in a soft , tender kiss.
Sebastian wished he could stay like this forever, just being with you ,seeing you, feeling you, hearing you. He wished he could take this moment and live in it forever.
Because here, with you, he felt at ease even if there was something bothering him, he would always feel comfortable and safe around you and it was just the exact same the other way around. This sort of comfort was one that made it seem like you have been knowing each other for years but instead it was just the love you felt for each other that made everything so much better. And every single day both of you would be surprised that this wasn’t only a dream, because it felt so surreal even if it was reality.
He never wanted to let you go again but you pulled away from him eventually, getting lost in his eyes as always.
Seeing the ocean in them, the stars, the sky, everything.
He eyes were all you wanted to see, at once, they shone so bright every time yours met his.
It was the thing you loved about him the most, that you could look at him and get lost for days.
You managed to come out of your haze and stroked his cheek and jaw “we gotta get ready” you told him in absence, your eyes still looking into his and you gave him a last small peck on the lips before turning around and leaving the bed.
Sebastian stared after you, watching you leave the room and once he was sure you were far away enough, he got the box from his night stand.
He opened the little velvet box to reveal a beautiful silver ring with a diamond placed onto it.
It was the ring your mother told him to buy, it was one of his favorites too, yet he was very insecure when he stood in the shop, but your mother , who was with him to help and support him, just like his mother, telling him to buy it finally convinced him.
He was worried about it all day long, he wanted to propose to you today.
He started doubting when he woke up, scenarios came to his mind, images of how you said no , one worse than the other. He thought of stuff he did making you want to turn him down, he counted the cons of himself and that didn’t really made him feel good but he couldn’t stop himself.
But this moment right now, this moment he shared with you gave him New strength, new confidence.
He’d propose, no matter what ,that was sure all the time ,but you somehow made it clear to him that there wouldn’t be a no.
You took all his fear away and he was so amazed at how good you made him feel by just being there for him.
He smiled down at the ring in contention and thoughts about how good it would look like on your finger.
He loved that imagination, somehow, he just loved it.
He closed the box again, put it into his sweats and stood up from the bed going to get ready for one of the most important nights in his life.
He smiled at himself as he thought about it, this was going to be the best night of his life.
At least until he’d marry you.
Both of you stood in the living room, being all ready and cleaned, your stylists left about twenty minutes ago and you looked amazing.
Sebastian wore an all black tux and his short hair was nicely styled to the back.
You thought he looked incredibly handsome.
You had a long, black, mermaid kinda dress which hugged your curves perfectly but loosened up from your thighs on and flew down to the ground nicely.
You said you wanted to match Sebastian’s outfit, even if it was a little cheesy, but they gave you an all black dress anyway.
Your hair and make up however made up for the plainness of the dress. You looked great, without being arrogant.
Your eye make up was intense, it was very dramatic with the black catwing eyeliner and the voluminous mascara, your eye shadow however was in golden tones, making your eyes sparkle and shine even brighter.
You loved all of your make up, from the lips to the eye-shadow but your hair was incredibly awesome too.
It was in loose waves, falling over your shoulders in voluminous manner and some were loosely pinned up. The Jewelry was a nice TouchUp to the amazing rest.
Your first glance to the mirror was supported by a gasp, you didn’t recognize yourself as you slowly looked over the person in the reflection.
You looked amazing and if you’d have to you couldn’t find one single thing that you liked the most because everything about it was so amazing that it took your breath away, just as Sebastian’s.
Both of you made your way down and into the almost luxurious black car.
Sitting inside, Sebastian’s hand found yours immediately and you looked at him with a smile playing on your lips.
The drive was spend in silence, only the touch of each other bringing both of you comfort.
Once there, both of you exited the car and walked down to the red carpet,Sebastian’s hand on the small of your back, leading you and protecting you from whatever may be.
You took some photos, gave some interviews, shared hugs with friends and finally made your way into the building, searching your seats.
“Are you okay?” Sebastian asked concerned as both of you sat down. You looked at him with a smile and nodded “are you?” You asked, a frown taking over as you rested your hand on his arm.
He smiled back at you and nodded as well, he then leaned over to you, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss.
The night went out better than you thought it would, and it wasn’t even nearly over. You just loved everything about it, being joyful and cheery the whole time.
Suddenly a woman came over to you telling you it was your turn to present and you smiled at her before looking at Sebastian, laying a hand on his cheek and getting lost in his eyes for a moment before pulling him in for a short kiss.
“See you in a minute.” You told him with a smile and stood up, walking to the stage as the woman took a seat in your place.
You went backstage and another woman checked your make-up and a man, a staff member, gave you an envelope and you suddenly felt the nervousness hitting up as your stomach turned, this was a huge deal, you’d be presenting best actor in a leading role and that was not nothing, but you took a deep breath and decided to push that feeling to the back of your mind.
Someone waved you over, signaling it was time for you to get on stage, you closed your eyes for a second before opening them and walking out on stage with a tight smile.
You immediately searched for Sebastian, knowing it would be easier to talk when you looked at him.
You could talk to him about everything, his calming eyes were all you needed to feel better.
Once you found him on his seat looking at you with a smile, you started talking.
“We are here today to celebrate movies and films.
But what would movies be without their actors?
The actors are the ones who bring the movie to life, who make us feel with the characters, who make us fall in love with them through their movies, whether they are actresses or actors, they are the most important persons”
You began having to smile a little wider at the ridiculousness that your boyfriend was an actor as well and you fell in love with him through a movie
“They make us laugh, cry or even shout at the TV.
Without the great job of the actors, a movie wouldn’t be a movie.” You finished your speech, a little insecure since you didn’t even know if it was good or made no sense at all.
“I’ll present the best actors in a leading role, and the nominees are:” you stopped letting the computer voice introduce all the actors as your eyes stayed on Sebastian’s the whole time until he blushed and looked down with a smile after hearing his own name as a nominee, making you grin at the adorable sight.
As the voice muted you stepped a bit forward again talking in the microphone “and the winner is…”
You started as you opened the envelope, immediately breaking into a big smile as you saw the name
“Someone who deserves 20 Oscars but who am I to judge” you shrugged with a giggle before turning the envelope to the cameras “Sebastian Stan” you cheered looking to him seeing his head shooting up to the mention of his name, seeing you smiling at him and he didn’t know what was happening until it clicked and he shot up from his seat going on stage to you, pulling you in for a kiss which was probably to calm his nerves but you didn’t care as his hand found yours before he pulled away receiving his academy award looking at it in disbelief.
He turned to the microphone and started talking
“Wow…” he started with his eyes fixed on the Oscar in his hands but then turning to the audience wide eyed “I never thought this would happen, that’s crazy” he said receiving a few laughs and giggles “ but I really really wanna thank my family and friends for supporting me in every situation, I wanna thank my fans for everything and of course I wanna thank y/n y/l/n.” He said looking back at you and signalling you to stand next to him as he took your hand in his and looked into your eyes.
“you are here for me whenever I need you, you support me in every way possible and you help me in everything” he started and your eyes started to get watery already “you are the love of my life and I want to thank you for everything you’ve done, without you I wouldn’t be here.” He told you adoration sparkling in his eyes before he gave you a nervous smile and handed his award to the woman standing behind him and took your other hand in his now as well.
“y/n I love you so much and I want to love you for the rest of my life, I want us to grow old and I want us to be together forever.” He told you a spark in his eyes and you already had tears streaming down your face, you smiled at him a nervous laugh escaping your lips every now and then to hide your excitement.
But then he went down on one knee looking up into your eyes as your hand flew to your mouth in disbelief
“Y/n will you do me the honor, of marrying me ?” He finally asked and you zoned out now, happy tears streaming down your face as you chocked on a ‘yes’ but you knew he understood when he broke into a huge grin and got a ring out of his pocket to slide it onto your finger.
The whole room erupted in cheers, whistles and claps but none of you noticed as you were too lost in each other.
You pulled him up to you in a salty yet emotional kiss full of love. Your hands on his cheeks just as your tears which he felt wet on his own skin as his hands rested on your hips rubbing circles into the fabric of your dress with his thumb.
He deepened the kiss and you wished you could stay in this moment forever but you pulled away after a moment or two and looked at him with a tight smile that matched his and both of you had a glow in your eyes showing all the love for each other.
He pecked your lips one last time before taking his Oscar and turned to the microphone, his arm found its way around your shoulders and he held his award up in the air
“Best night of my life” he cheered into the microphone making the whole room clap and cheer again as he lead you backstage, his arm around your shoulders and yours around his waist and when you finally arrived he pulled away and turned capturing your lips in another loving tender kiss, knowing this was just the beginning of a wonderful and great life.
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Hah your big brother headcanons have got me craving a Michael X Heere!Reader or a Jeremy X Mell!Reader (or both. Both is good) so if you’re up for it, headcanons for one or both of those? Feel free to ignore. Love your writing, btw. <3
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Hello, I’ve scrolled through your blog a lot and I love your reactions! Can you please make a “BTS reactions as to when their crush wears a saree” (I’m from India, please Google up what a saree is if you’re confused). Thank you so much for taking up my request 😘 love your blog!
i did as you were already a couple, that’s easier for me. I hope you like it, I’m sorry if something didn’t make so much sense. (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡
To him, you were even more perfect. He had never seen you wearing this before. Well, in Korea, no one wears such clothing, so when he went to India with you, you dressed in one of your sarees for him.
“What is it?” He asked when he saw you with the saare. “Saree, did you like it?” “Are you kidding? You look even more beautiful wearing this!” I’m feeling like a teenager in love. “AW! I love you, baby.” “Okay, stop.”
He would be all excited. “BABY! THAT’S SO BEAUTIFUL” He smiled as you showed him. “Oh really?” “Here, let me take a picture of you, I’ll send it to my mother.” “You’re an idiot!” You laughed.
You usually never wear a saree, only on occasions that ask for it. Today you had a family dinner and they would all use one, so you put yours on. “Oh my god …” He said looking at you. “What, i look so ugly?” “No! you look wonderful!” “Thank you baby.” You kissed him.
He had never seen a saree in real life. Only in photos and movies. When he saw his girlfriend dressed in one, he fell in love even more! “JAGI! Oh my god, how can you look so beautiful?” I can’t believe it. “You’re so cheesy!” You said laughing. “And you’re so beautiful …”
At first he would be confused to see you wearing it. But then he’d remind that you’re Indian and would laugh at himself for having forgotten that. He’d already seen you wearing sarees for pictures, but never in person. He found it even more beautiful. “Can we take a picture together? You’re so beautiful and I need to record it!”
He was certainly going to be shocked. Not because it is weird or ugly, he would be shocked by how beautiful you looked wearing it. You were embarrassed and afraid he didn’t like you wearing it, but he loved! He took hundreds of pictures and send the members saying “look at how beautiful my girlfriend is.” And that sort of thing. So in love.
can you do a peter x reader where the reader finds out about peter being spider-man? kind of like the way ned found out, but the reader totally freaking out. i just watched homecoming last night and i fell in love. ❤️❤️❤️ By, @organicmillie
sitting at the school cafeteria with your boyfriend Peter at lunch. You didn’t
have any classes with him today so this was the only chance you had of meeting
him at school. “So, we are having a movie night today?” you asked him and he
nodded smiling “Yeah, what movie are we going to watch?”. It always took you
guys so long to figure out what to watch so you were trying to find a way this
decision wouldn’t take hours. “Okay, if you choose one movie and I’ll bring one
movie and then we’ll decide from them?” you suggested and he agreed. “So, I’ll
come to your place at 6pm is that okay?” you asked as the bell rang signaling
that your next class was about to start. “Yeah, I’ll see you then” he hugged
you goodbye and gave you a small kiss on the cheek.
you headed straight to home. You still didn’t know which movie you’d like to
bring. You went through your movie collection a few times before making the
decision. It was one of your favorite movies that you had seen a hundred times.
But it was so good you could watch it another hundred times without getting
tired of it. You took the movie, a bag of candy from your drawer and made your
way to Peter’s.
If you are taking requests could you write a jeremy/reader where they are best friends but they argue cause the reader has a date and he ends up kissing the reader while they are fighting?
Word Count: 1,444
“Well, doesn’t someone look pretty tonight,” Jeremy let out a low whistle as you walked in the living room. The two of you had been best friends from the moment you met him at RTX so when he came to Austin to work for Achievement Hunter he had naturally moved in with you. That also meant Jeremy pretty much knew everything about your life. “Fancy plans tonight?”
You shrugged, “Just a date on I found on Tinder. Nothing special.”
Jeremy’s face was quickly molded into a look of concern, “Need me to drive you there? I don’t want you getting murdered or anything.”
summary: After a whole week of craziness, there is nothing like a team movie night!
length: 780 words
note: happens in the timeline of Avengers 2012, pairings include Stony and Bruclintasha
a/n: I feel awkward today in terms of tumblr and fandom stuff, so decided to write something short to make myself feel better and remind myself why I fell love with Avengers in the first place. inspired by this prompt. big thank you to @amazingmsme for suggesting to write it as a team movie night!
“Excuse me, coming through, oops, sorry, better watch out with that soda — hey, handsome!”
Steve chuckled, as Tony wiggled himself all the way in the narrow space between the couch and the coffee table, bumping knees with Nat, and making Clint spill soda all over himself, until he reached his destination and planted himself in Steve’s lap, grinning happily when his journey ended.
“Hey, Tony,” Steve replied, wrapping arms around his boyfriend’s waist, and holding him close.