from the bottom of my heart ok

I was unsure whether to call this a follow forever or a fic rec post, since it is somewhat a combination of both? Shit, I don’t know. But I reached the 3,000 follower milestone today and honestly, I cannot thank all of my readers enough. I know I always say that I write for myself, because I do – but every single one of you helps me to push on and pursue my writing dreams with your wonderful comments, likes and reblogs. There is no feeling greater than seeing your personal opinions on my pieces, no matter if it is a detailed review, or if it is incoherent, caps lock screaming.

Thank you for supporting me, whether you have been here from the very beginning of my persona journey, or if you have only just discovered me now. I think, throughout all of my blogs, I have never created a follow forever so I believe now is about time that I show some appreciation back to the writing community of the BTS fandom. They never cease to amaze me, and I am absolutely positive they will floor the rest of you whom may have not happened upon some of these incredible writers just yet.

As a writer, your greatest source of inspiration, support and encouragement can not only come from your readers, but your fellow writers. Thus, this post is dedicated to my favourite writers who have always, without a doubt, left my hands overflowing with infinite inspiration and have left me awestruck, laughing from the pit of my belly, and even in tears at times over their phenomenal works. Feast your eyes!

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Crazy In Love

Poe Dameron x Reader

Summary: Reader catches the eye of a curious Poe Dameron.

Warnings: Oral smut, Unprotected Smut (please use protection though aghh), cursing

A/N: This is inspired by the 50 Shades of Grey version of Crazy in Love by Beyoncé. Yes, I know shame on me for these thoughts.

I do not own anything!!!

Originally posted by roguepodron

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This user has re-uploaded almost ALL my edited audios on her/his channel :( And it really bothers, frustrates, depresses, demotivates me so much T^T :( . Please, please help me to report/flag this user by reporting their videos and their channel. This is urgent!

This user’s channel:

And many reuploaded audios like these ones …

1. (From Hirotsugu x Kazuki H-scene)

2. (Kou’s H-scene)

3. (Senri x Shin H-scene)

4. (third fantasy)

5. (Natsume + Subaru Imaginary H-scene]

6. (Onedari Sharemate 3P H-scene Haruto and Yuzuki)

7. (Shu’s Imaginary H-scene)

8. (noiz’ moaning)

9. (Sousuke x Makoto x Kisume Imaginary H-scene)

10. (Tachibana x Kazuki - Pigeon blood)


and so so many other reuploaded videos.

really! just looking at this channel demotivates me so much :(

Please help me to solve this problem! Thank you so much >.<

anonymous asked:

Sorry for the confusion on the request I made for the Prompto x Reader in the tent! Same scenario that the Iggy x Reader was in, where they had to be quiet when they got funky so they wouldn't wake the others xD Haha, I'm a perv... Thank you! Your writing is amazing <3

No, it’s no problem! Thank you so much for requesting, I’m so happy you like my stuff! ☺❤ I hope this is satisfactory! ☺ (excuse me while I go fan my face!) 

Prompto x Reader - sex in the tent. 
WC: 2223


It was quiet in the tent, the only sounds were the soft breathing coming from three boys fast asleep in their sleeping bags, and the quiet hushed whispers of you and your boyfriend Prompto. It was often that you two were the last to go to sleep, and you were pretty sure the rest of the group were used to your hushed whispers by now.

And it was also the reason they put the both of you in the same sleeping bag, as far away from them as the little tent would allow. You had pretended to be annoyed by this, but was actually thankful for it when the night came. It was like you and Prompto had your own little private corner of the tent, which is where you were laid now.

Prompto’s eyes went wide.

“Wow, just like that… damn [Name], that’s so good.”

“It is?” You bit your lip, pleased with his praise.

“Yeah, you should do it like that more often.”

“Hmm, maybe I will.”

“You really should. Hey, who knew that you’d be so good at King’s Knight?” Prompto marvelled, his chin on your shoulder as he watched you kick ass on your tiny mobile screen in awe. He had finally convinced you to start playing it, and to both of your surprise you were really good at it, especially the fighting element.

“Pfft, I knew, obviously. Why do you think I didn’t play it for so long? Just to spare the rest of you the pain of my skills.” You grinned at your boyfriend, who rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out. He was secretly so proud of you though, and it made a nice change to see someone give Noctis a run for his money. Even if that did mean he lost to you often, like earlier that day.

“I think that’s enough for tonight though, everyone else went to sleep hours ago.” You tapped the screen to close the game and locked your phone before putting it away, the absence of the glow making it suddenly seem really dark in the tent.

Prompto yawned and stretched in your shared sleeping bag, snuggling down under the covers.

“Yeah, you’re probably right.” He mumbled, pulling you close so your head laid on his arm, his hand resting on your shoulder. He was so warm, and so cuddly. You enjoyed the nights with Prompto, feeling safe and loved in his arms. He felt the same about you, his free hand stroking up and down your arm, lightly tracing his fingers along your skin. Little goosebumps rose on your skin at his light touches, and you snuggled in closer to him for warmth. Prompto stifled a chuckle. She was so cute. And he still couldn’t get over the fact she was all his. She loved him, took an interest in his hobbies, looked after him in battle, confided in him, and best of all made him feel worth something.

“I am so lucky…” He breathed, his blue eyes watching her peaceful face. Her eyelids fluttered shut, her soft cheeks, the hair framing her face, her delicate lips slightly parted as she breathed softly.

He loved her so much.

Before he could stop himself, he’d leaned forward to kiss her. As their lips touched her eyes opened wide again, shocked at the surprise contact. But soon she was kissing him back, running her tongue along his bottom lip in the way that he liked, her fingers gripping at his hip, running through his hair…

He broke away, panting from the heated make out session. You smiled coyly at him, no longer tired.

“What was that for?”

By now Prompto’s actions had caught up to his brain, causing him to blush at his forwardness. His fingers played with your hair nervously, as the red deepened and spread across his cute freckled face. His sapphire eyes couldn’t keep their gaze as he answered you.

“I don’t know it’s just… you look so cute laid there and I just… I really wanted to kiss you.”

You ran a hand through his blonde hair, struggling not to giggle. He was adorable when he was flushed, and his words had really made you smile.

“Kiss me then.” You told him, his blue eyes finally meeting your gaze.

She is so beautiful

He gulped – and then brought your lips to his once more, his mouth open and hungry for your kisses. His fingers wound into your hair, holding you to him while his free hand rested on the small of your back. He let his tongue slip into your hot mouth, running along yours as he groaned softly at the contact. Eagerly you pushed yourself flush against his body, earning another moan of satisfaction. It was a heady feeling, hearing his whines of appreciation and you wanted more. Through two pairs of underwear you could feel Prompto’s growing arousal – he wanted you so badly. He was getting so worked up at your kissing, at the feeling of your body wrapped in his arms, pushed against his own. It made you feel alive.

You decided to crank the teasing up a notch and rock your hips into his. His fingers tightened in your hair as he moaned right into your mouth, his hips thrusting back into yours automatically, searching for any kind of friction.

“A..Ah…” He broke the kiss once more his forehead pressed against yours, breathing heavily. His eyes searched for yours, and you could see the lust reflected in them.

“[Name], we… I mean, you want to do this here?” He whispered, referring to the soft snores coming from the rest of the tent. It was a hard choice – you wanted him badly, and he definitely wanted you. But Prompto… he wasn’t the best at keeping quiet during intimate times. But as one hand brushed over the skin of your waist, and you looked at his needy, lustful face, you knew you couldn’t refuse. You had to have him.

“I have no objections.” You told him, watching with delight as his eyes widened and his teeth bit his bottom lip.

Holy fuck.

He could barely contain himself. He needed her so badly, wanted her right freaking now, and here she was offering herself to him. Fuck. He felt the painful throbbing of his arousal, straining against the fabric of his underwear and he knew he wouldn’t be able to resist her.

To hell with the guys!

He sealed his lips around your collar bone, kissing and sucking at your skin, creating a trail from your throat along your jawline up until he reached your ear.

“You’re such a bad girl.” He whispered, shaking his head slightly in disbelief.

“Mmhmm, I know.” You smiled and trailed one hand along his perfect chest, down his stomach until you reached his cock. Smiling, you palmed him through the thin fabric, watching as his eyes rolled back and closed, his hips thrusting into your touch.

“Shit, [Name]!” He hissed and rocked into your every stroke. The boy was like putty in your hands, completely receptive to your every touch.

“Prom, you have to keep it down.” You hushed, and kissed at his neck. You loved how loud he was, but right now was not the best time for that.

“S-sorry, please don’t stop…” He whined, the want in his voice so clear and so delicious. The hand on the small of your back drifted downwards, his fingers dipping into your underwear to cup your ass.

“Gods Prom, I’ve been wanting you for ages.” You whispered in his ear, achieving the desired reaction of a soft moan and a swift squeeze of your ass. You knew he loved it when you told him exactly how much you wanted him, and you could feel his cock twitch at your words.

“I’ve been thinking about that time you dragged me away from camp and pinned me against a tree, how your cock filled me up…”

Holy fucking hell. It took all Prompto had not to blow his load right there and then. That would have been embarrassing, but he loved it so much when you poured your sinful words right down his ear. Why were you so good at it? His thrusts became more desperate, wanting to feel your hands on him so bad, spurred on by your words.

Please…” His beg came out almost as a strangled cry, but you understood immediately what he wanted. And so you granted him it, ducking under the covers to pull his underwear down to his ankles, freeing his erection. Instead of coming back up, you stayed under the covers, frustrating Prompto.

“[Name]? Are you ok- oh my god!” Prompto threw his head back into his pillow, his eyes squeezing shut at the feel of your tongue sliding all the way up from the bottom of his shaft to his tip. His heart was racing, his breathing quick as the pleasure rolled over him.

She’s going to be the death of me.

“Prom, shhh!” You warned him again, listening for any signs of stirring from the boys. Luckily there were none.

“I’m sorry! You’re just so fucking good with your mouth.” He panted, his fingers gripping at the sleeping bag. Pleased, you opened your mouth and took him in again, loving the feel of him writhing beneath you, swirling your tongue along his cock.

Fuck.” He hissed as you bobbed your head up and down his length. Teasingly, you let go with a soft pop, looking up at Prompto as he looked down at you, lifting the covers to see you. His blue eyes were hooded with lust, his cheeks flushed. His lips were parted as he breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. His blonde hair was a ruffled mess from where you had touched it… he looked divine.

“I want you.” He whispered, his hands reaching for your shoulders to pull you up and out of the covers. You were driving him crazy, and he couldn’t take it much longer.

“I want you now.” His hands were ridding you of your underwear before you could say anything, causing you to gasp now. It was so forward and rarely was Prompto ever so dominating, but when he was… a spiral of pleasure shot straight down to your core. It was the hottest thing.

Gentle hands pushed you back against the pillows as Prompto rolled on top of you, looking down at you with a smile.

“I really want you [Name].”

“I’m all yours.” You told him, loving how his face lit up at the words. In no time Prompto was aligning himself with you, teasingly rubbing the head of his cock against your entrance. You moaned softly at the contact, and he couldn’t hold back anymore. He thrust forward into you, relishing the feel as he filled you up.

“Fuck, Prompto.” It was your turn to gasp, and he couldn’t help but grin in satisfaction.

“Put your legs around me.” You did as he asked and he closed the space between you, leaning down so his chest covered yours, drawing your lips in for another kiss as he drew back his hips and thrust into you. He ate all your whimpers and moans as he kissed you, rocking in and out of you at a slow pace. He loved to be close to you like this as he fucked you, loved to feel every inch of your body he could pressed against his.

God he just loved her.

“Prom…” She whimpered, and he sped up his pace, sliding in and out of her with ease. His kisses were urgent, desperate, matching his thrusts. Her fingers wound in his soft blonde hair, eager to find purchase. Soon your hips were meeting up with his, and both of you had long since forgotten to be extra quiet.

“Prom, you’re going to make me come.” She uttered, her lustful voice sending him over the edge.

“Me… too…” He breathed, his blue eyes watching you eagerly as you unravelled beneath him, biting your hand to stop yourself from calling his name. The sight of you coming around him with pure pleasure proved too much, and he followed with his own orgasm, his last few desperate thrusts riding it out as he buried his face in your neck.

He finally collapsed on top of you, easing out of you and laying back down by your side. Both of you were silent for a while, catching your breath and slowing your heart rate, staring up at the quiet tent ceiling.

“I’m seeing stars.” Prompto whispered after a while, making you giggle and cuddle him close.

“You’re not so bad yourself you know.”

“I can’t believe we just did that.”

“Do you think the others heard?” Both of you froze for a second to listen, but upon hearing the still steady snoring, relaxed.

“I don’t know how they didn’t, you were pretty loud.” You teased your boyfriend, who as predicted, turned beetroot red.

“M-me? What about you miss dirty talk.” He accused.

“Fine, I won’t do it anymore.”

“Well, l-let’s not be hasty…”

You laughed again, and Prompto brought you in close for another cuddle. He kissed you on your forehead, before whispering in your ear again.

“I love you [Name].”

“I love you too Prompto.”

The Surprise Letter from Shiraishi Mai to Hashimoto Nanami

After Nanamin (Hashimoto Nanami) sang her solo song, Naimononedari (ないものねだり) during the encore of her graduation concert on February 20, 2017, Maiyan (Shiraishi Mai) surprised her with a letter, which lead to an emotional moment between the two around the rest of the members and over 35,000 fans in the audience. 

“To Nanamin,

Happy birthday, and also congratulations on your graduation.

The five and a half years I’ve spent in Nogizaka were five and a half years besides Nanamin. You and I are from the same year, and even got to be besides each other. Before I even knew it, Nanamin became the best partner for me.

We got laugh so many times when it came to nonsensical stories, and even shed tears together from sad and frustrating moments. There were many things that I only talk to Nanamin about, but I was really happy with how you always took it warmly and listened. I respect Nanamin from the bottom of my heart and being able to have met a girl named Hashimoto Nanami is what I am most prideful of in my life.

Thank you for bringing happiness to everyone for five and a half years. From now on, I hope you walk on the most awesome life in your way. If there’s something we’re able to do, let’s talk about it ok? When that time comes, no matter where it’ll be, I’ll come running.

Nanamin, thank you so much for your hard work in these five and a half years.
I will always, always love you. 

-Shiraishi Mai”


Go for a Round? Part 2

GUYS YOU ARE SO NICE.  Holy shit I spent all of last night squealing like a pig each time someone liked or reblogged my post.  I thank all of you for reading this and being so sweet to leave a comment or reblog or like it.  It seriously makes my day/night and… :D thank you from the bottom of my heart!!  OK so I think there’s going to be one more part to this.  It won’t be smut :P I gotta work myself up to that in my writing.  Maybe someday :)

You slam down your shot glass followed by Tig’s.
“Where have you been all my life, Doll?”  Tig leans against the counter near you.
“I’m flattered.”  You pat Tig’s chest as his smile widens.  
“What?  You with Juice or something?”  Tig asks.
“No.  We used to have something but we’ve moved on.”  Juice answers coming up behind you.  He kisses your cheek, letting his arm rest around your shoulders, “I think you’ll have to go through Happy though.”  Juice laughs.  You look behind the bar, knowing Happy can hear you guys.  His eyes are locked on you.  Your lips lift into a smile and you lean towards him.
“You makin a claim on me?”  You ask.  You watch as his eyes sweep down to your chest and back up to your eyes.  There’s more silence as the two of you watch each other, your smile growing until it turns into a laugh.
“Alright, I got it.  No need to eye-fuck, you got a room.”  Tig slaps Happy on the back and walks off to a crow eater.
“You’re here for a week, right?”  Juice pulls your attention away from Happy.  You nod and feel his arm drag away from your shoulders.  “Alright I’ll find you tomorrow.”  Juice ruffles your hair and walks off.
“So, what’s with the cluster of smiley faces?”  You look over the counter and see nothing on the other side.  You stand on your chair and sit on the bar, swinging around so your legs are on the other side, almost touching Happy.  He steps closer instantly, pushing his hips against your knees.
“Let’s not talk.”  His grumbled voice could only be heard with how close you were.  You tilt your head and look up at him through your lashes.
“How are you going to woo me if you aren’t gonna talk, Happy?”  You bite your lip as his eyes rake over your face.
“I ain’t gonna woo you, little girl.”  Happy rests his hands on either side of your hips and leans closer, his hips effectively pushing your legs open.
Your right side of your lip stays curled up as you lean in close, “You gotta woo me, Hap, to get me.”  You kiss his cheek and hop off the counter, pushing him back lightly and walking out from behind the bar, gripping a Jack Daniels bottle on your way out.  You push the door open and sit on the picnic bench, most people either inside or gone by now.  You take a sip from the bottle and bite your cheek when you see the door fling open and Happy bust through.
“Crow eaters are a lot easier to fuck.”  He mumbles while standing in front of you.
“I bet they are.”  You raise your eyebrows back at him and take a long drink, offering him the bottle after.  “Tell me something about yourself, Happy.”  He stares at you for a while, finally taking the bottle and gulping twice.
“My mom lives in Bakersfield.”
“Interesting.”  You feel a genuine smile come across your face.  “Now you ask me a question.”  Happy narrows his eyes at you and sits down on the bench next to you.
“You and Juice?”  Happy asks.  You take a drink and hand it back.
“We were friends with benefits for a while and then he had to leave.  You want me all to yourself, Hap?”  You turn your body to completely look at him.  Happy shrugs his shoulders and takes a long drink.  He hands it back to you and you take a drink before sighing, “I’m not having sex with you tonight.”
“I guessed that.”  Happy leans back against the table and stares at you.
“Maybe if you stick around long enough.”  You say.  He raises an eyebrow at you and you smirk.  You lift your leg and straddle his lap, his hands instantly squeezing your thighs.  Your nose lightly drifts against his as you lean in and let your lips press against his.  You feel his thumbs rub your hips as your hands hold his cheeks.  He pulls back and tilts his head.
“Aren’t you the one whose leaving?”  Happy says.  You lean back in and kiss him again.
“I got nothing tying me to New York.  Maybe I come stay with Juice and find a place around here.”  You kiss his cheek and his lips again and he nods eagerly.
“Do that.  Yeah do that.”

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Zootopia Fanfiction: Star of Ceratais chapter 2: The Last Night of Normal

(AN/ Hey folks it’s Garouge/crewefox here with another chapter of Star of Ceratais. Ok I really want to thank everyone who has supported this new story so much within a week this story has amassed 143 followers, 109 faves and 70 reviews. Thank you from the bottom of my heart guys you really are great people and I hope you enjoy what’s to come. Oh and to answer a common question I’ve got this week Ceartais is a Irish Gaelic word for justice and it’s significance will be addressed in upcoming chapters. So without further ado let’s get cracking with this chapter…)

Here’s the link…

Chapter 2- The final night of normal.

Hannah raised her paw and placed it under Robyn’s chin then guided her in for a kiss, Robyn could hardly believe what was happening, she closed her eyes and focused her other senses on the kiss. Hannah’s kiss was soft and sweet, just like her. Robyn’s heart was thundering along as she felt all the skin under her fur heat up, the butterflies in her stomach were dancing and her lips felt like they were melting. Hannah ended the kiss, pulled back before admitting shyly “I like you too.”

“You…you….you.” Robyn uttered, her head hazy from the kiss.

“I like you Robyn.” Hannah repeated, trying her best not to giggle at Robyn’s dumbfounded face.

Robyn’s face was a muddle of shock, confusion and celebration, she just didn’t know what to say. Her plan to ask out Hannah had never got past confessing her crush, there was no chance in hell she was going to admit she was in love, that would be a disaster. “Can you say that again?” she asked, pretty sure her voice was more shaky than usual.

“I like you,” Hannah smiled “I’ve always had a crush on you.”

“What?” Robyn squeaked “Hold on, you have a crush on me? Since when?”

“Honestly?” Hannah replied, looking at her feet “Since before I came out, long before actually…you were my first crush.”

“W-why didn’t you say anything?” Robyn reacted.

“I didn’t think you were into girls.” Hannah answered.

“Holy crap.” Robyn mumbled.

“Sooooooooooooo….” Hannah dragged, tilting her head and staring at Robyn with her aqua blue eyes “is this the part where you ask me something?”

“Oh yeah,” Robyn realised, she could hear her own racing heartbeat as she asked “You want to go out with me?”

“Of course you dummy.” Hannah answered before kissing Robyn again.

“I-I can’t believe this.” Robyn gave a lovesick grin.

“Well it’s a bit of a surprise for me too.” Hannah charmed, keeping her cool as she took hold of Robyn’s paw. “I have to ask though; who knows about you being Bi? I mean I’m your best friend and you didn’t tell me.”

“Only Luna and Kodi know.” Robyn revealed, loving the feel of Hannah’s paw.

“You haven’t told your parents?” Hannah nearly gasped.

“Look it was hard enough telling you.” Robyn jested.

“So when are you going to tell them?” Hannah wondered.

“My plan was to have you pick me up for a date and then kiss you in front of them.” Robyn joked, scratching her head awkwardly.

“That’s a wonderful idea.” Hannah complimented with a smile.

“Huh?” Robyn sounded, not believing that Hannah didn’t know she was joking.

“Skip the awkward coming out speech and just say ‘Hey this is my girlfriend’, your parents are cool so they won’t make a big deal out of it.” Hannah followed up. “I wish I had done that with my folks, would’ve been a lot easier.”

Robyn was about to protest but then actually thought about the option, Robyn knew that her Mom and Dad would have no problems with her being in a relationship with a girl, seeing a few of Judy’s siblings were gay and two same sex couples were close friends with the Wildes. Robyn could avoid all the anxiety and the uncomfortable confession by just showing up with introducing Hannah as her date. “Hmmm that ain’t a bad idea Savage.” Robyn grinned,

“So when do want to go out on a date?” Hannah asked, a little giddy.

“How about tonight? I kinda’ had this little fantasy where we would go for a nice meal in the Sapphire quarter of Sahara Square.” Robyn voiced her plan.

“That sounds amazing, but aren’t you grounded?” Hannah shot down.

“Crap, I forgot.” Robyn huffed.

“We can do it next week, don’t worry.” Hannah soothed.

“Wait, I got an idea.” Robyn smiled, getting her phone out of her jeans pocket. Right now she felt like the luckiest girl alive, she just hoped that this streak of luck would stay with her as she selected Luna’s number.


In the business sector of Savannah Central different skyscrapers rose like trees in a woodland, some were gaudy eyesores, some were well designed pieces of architecture but one particular building stuck out like a sore thumb it was Zootopia’s first skyscraper ironically called the Small tower after it’s architect a Echidna named Cuthbert Small who designed the building for a steel firm back in the 1920s but now it was all refurbished and the corporate headquarters of Dawson Tech. A company that was leading the way in healthcare technology, pharmaceuticals and more importantly augmented limbs for amputees, within four years the company had grown to unprecedented levels and consistently making profits while keeping drug costs down for the consumer. The CEO and chief engineer of the company was Olivia Dawson and she wasn’t like any other CEO in Zootopia or the rest of America, she implemented some very conscious rules but also some very odd ones. The first and most welcomed rule was a zero tolerance policy on discrimination of any type be it species, gender, sexuality, and religion but there were other rules like board member must take suggestions from staff and there was no dress code so you could either come in your best suit, pyjamas or cosplay if you wanted.

But as Luna Wilde stepped out of the elevator at the forty second floor, simply known as the lab she was wearing her best suit and holding two paper coffee cups and headed straight for the desk beside the lab entrance where a small pot belly pig barely out of his teens was typing away at a computer, he had very short white fur over him with black spots the most noticeable one was over his right eye. “Morning Pua.” Luna greeted brightly.

Pua looked up from his laptop, a little surprised “Oh good morning Miss Wilde, I didn’t hear the elevator.”

“Let me guess, you trying to organise Olivia’s crazy schedule?” Luna asked rhetorically with a laugh, passing the pig a cup of coffee “Hazelnut Latte with an expresso shot, just how you like it.”

“Thanks, you didn’t need to.” Pua replied gratefully, he was dressed in a casual white shirt and black shorts.

“I figured you need it with little miss tornado in there.” Luna chuckled, nodding at the lab entrance.

“Believe me Miss Dawson is a great boss, she’s kind and very caring,” Pua sighed “but she has more energy that any mammal I’ve ever met, I mean how can a person so small have that much fire in them?”

“Ha! She’s nothing compared to what she was like when we were kids, I remember one summer she modified my parents’ police cruiser so much it was like a tank and that was just with stuff she found laying around the precinct.” Luna reminisced.

“Sounds like her.” Pua replied before taking a swig of coffee.

“Is it cool for me to go in?” Luna asked, the manners instilled into her as a child would never die.

“Miss Wilde you own 10% of this company, you may go wherever you like.” Pua answered with a knowing grin.

“Thanks Pua,” Luna responded, putting her paw on the scanner beside the double door to the lab “and for the last time; please call me Luna.”

“Not going to happen Miss Wilde.” Pua bantered, as he went back to work.

Luna just shook her head as the door unlocked and she entered the lab, only to be met with the sound of very loud metal music and the clinical smell reminiscent of a surgical theatre. “Olivia?” Luna announced her presence, but received no answer. She walked by a glass case of robotic limbs of varying sizes and around the corner to see Olivia on a table top looking down a mouse sized microscope with a bank of rodent sized computer monitors next to the scope. The twenty two year old brown mouse had a wrapped lollipop tucked behind one of her heavily pierced ears, a simple white lab coat covered a red tartan dress with torn fishnet tights and had a multitude of necklaces hanging around her neck. “Hey!” Luna barked over the loud music.

Olivia looked up from the mircroscope and looked at Luna with a hint of surprise “Hey, I thought told you to swing by in the morning?” she queried, her Scottish accent sounding tired.

“It is the morning, it’s like 8am.” Luna tittered at the sleepy look on her best friend’s face as she hit a few keys on her computer to silence the music.

Olivia let out a groan then griped “Yet another night of sleep eludes me, I swear I’m starting to forget what my bed looks like.”

“Aww poor little genius.” Luna cooed “Anyway why’d you need me to come in? I thought we were meeting for drinks tomorrow?”

“We are but this couldn’t wait,” Olivia replied, sounding excited yet sleepy as she pressed a key on her computer, the large screen on the wall came on showing a schematic of what looked like a robotic insect “I finally cracked it.”

Luna’s eyes lit up with wonder and gasped “You finished the prototype!?”

“Prototypes,” Olivia corrected “I managed to make two batches last night; project steel blood is a go.”

“I can’t believe it,” Luna yipped “all your hard work has finally paid off. Medical assisting nanomachines, you’ll win a nobel prize for this!”

“It ain’t about the prizes,” Olivia said, sounding proud “it’s about who we can help. Think about it, cancer sufferers, mammals with HIV and Aids, we could change their lives.”

“So what did you program the nanomachines to do?” Luna asked, unable to tear her eyes away from the technical marvel.

“A simple command; adapt and survive.” Olivia answered.

“You do realise that medically that is the furthest thing from simple?” Olivia asked with a slight laugh.

“Meh.” Olivia shrugged “It’s only the prototypes.”

“I’m so happy for you, Olivia.” Luna expressed.

“Well I couldn’t have done it without your help, that’s why I’m crediting you as well when I announce it.” Olivia informed with a knowing smile.

“What?” Luna gawped “No, I didn’t do anything important I just gave you some pointers.”

“You taught me how the nanomachines can act with white blood cells, hormones and enzymes. Without you I would’ve probably ended up making something that would kill a patient.” Olivia pointed out “You’re getting some credit for this whether you like or not.”

“…Thank you.” Luna replied timidly.

“Anyway there’s something else I need to talk to you about.” Olivia changed the subject as well as her facial expression, it was one of worry “I got some intel on Rosethorn robbery from Marian, seems the same thieves just arrived in Zootopia.”

“My Nan gave you this intel? Where did she hack into this time?” Luna asked, fully aware of Marian Wilde’s alter ego.

“The aviation authority’s network, seems like the same plane that the thieves used in Scotland landed in Zootopia yesterday morning.” Olivia relayed “These bastards stole all my data and the only working model of the Elixir system and bet my vinyl collection that there in Zootopia to attempt another raid.”

“What are you going to do?” Luna asked, guessing that her friend had already formulated a plan.

“Easy I’m going to track the lowlifes, Marian locked onto to one of the thieves’ phones so that a certain Metal Vigilante can welcome them to the neighbourhood.” Olivia voiced her plan with a little devilment in her voice.

“So I shouldn’t be surprised if I hear reports of Spitfire on the TV tonight?” Luna asked rhetorically.

“I could use another pair of paws on this, you sure I can’t persuade you to suit up for old times’ sake?” Olivia queried cheekily.

“No.” Luna said flatly, but her amber eyes looked sorrowful.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” Olivia apologised.

“It’s ok, I miss the old days to. It’s hard to think it’s been four years.” Luna remembered with a sad smile.

“I just keep imagining that Andraste will make a heroic comeback.” Olivia hoped.

“Andraste is dead, the only way I can help folks now is as Dr. Wilde not as some mad vixen with a bow.” Luna said, trying to remain positive “Besides with work, hanging out with you and Aleks I’ve got no time to be a super hero.”

“How are things going with tall, grey and handsome?” Olivia probed, hungry for gossip.

“He’s so sweet, he had a candle lit dinner ready for me when I got home from my parents’ place. I’m thinking of asking him to move in with me.” Luna admitted.

“After only three months? Damn it must be love.” Olivia joked.

“Well he spends most nights at mine anyway, his apartment is like a shoebox and yeah I do love him.” Luna justified, realising how much Aleks meant to her.

“Well before you give him a key you best introduce your Romeo to your parents.” Olivia advised

“Do I have to?” Luna whined, the prospect of introducing Aleks as her boyfriend was daunting to say the least.

“What are you going to do? Wait for when you’re walking down the aisle with lover boy to say to your parents 'Hey this is your very soon to be son in law’?” Olivia badgered, knowing Luna was avoiding the conversation with her parents.

“Ok, ok.” Luna gave in “I’ll talk to Aleks later then see if Mom and Dad want to come out to dinner, I’ll have to make a nice public restaurant so Dad can’t make a scene.”

“There you go, I bet it won’t be so bad, besides I’m sure your Dad’s mellowed a bit by now.” Olivia assured, taking out the lollipop from behind her ear and unwrapping it.

“Ugh, I wish.” Luna grimaced, picturing her Dad’s reaction.

“So what happened with Robyn yesterday? You said something about a fight at her school” Olivia wondered, popping the cherry flavour confection in her mouth.

Luna was about to answer when her phone began to ring, she pulled it out of her suit pocket to see it was in fact her little sister calling “Speak of the devil,” Luna commented before answering the call “Hey Robbie.”

“Hey Lu.” Robyn greeted and instantly the older Wilde sister noticed that the younger was excited about something.

“Everything ok?” Luna asked, pondering whether Robyn had asked out Hannah.

“So I need a favour, a pretty big one actually.” Robyn opened.

“Ok shoot.” Luna replied.

“I need you to convince Mom and Dad to unground me for tonight.” Robyn requested.

Luna wondered why Robyn had asked for such a thing but answered “I can give it a shot, but I’m going to need a reason to give them.”

“I have a date with Hannah that I can’t miss.” Robyn revealed sounding giddy.

“Oh my god!” Luna squealed with joy “Robbie I knew you could do it! Don’t you worry I can make it happen.”


Judy wasn’t focusing on her surroundings, the bunny’s mind was still on her daughter’s brawl the day before, part of her knew that she needed to give her kit space to sort this out on her own but then again her maternal instinct wanted to get to the bottom of the problem so she could protect Robyn from it. She was only brought out of her thoughts when a voice spoke “So in closing; our ZPD overseas recruitment initiative has been a great success and I propose we make it an annual practice.” Commissioner Mason Bogo said in his usual deep tone.

“I see no problem with that, how about you Judy?” Mayor Trevor Moon asked for the chief’s opinion, the 78 year old wolf looking dapper as ever.

“Y-yeah, the recruits from Europe have been great.” Judy answered, caught a little unawares. The three were sat in Judy’s office at precinct 1 for their monthly meeting, the formal stuff only took about half an hour so the rest of the time the three friends would just catch up.

“Something wrong Chief Wilde?” Bogo asked, his cop gut telling him something was bothering the rabbit.

“It’s just something dumb with my youngest kit.” Judy tried to brush off.

“Little Robyn? Why what’s wrong with the little firecracker?” Trevor asked, concerned due to knowing the girl since she was born.

“She got in a fight with another girl at school.” Bogo answered instead of Judy.

“How’d you know that?” Judy asked instantly.

“Benjamin saw it on furbook, he is the king of gossip after all.” Bogo answered, used to his husband’s habits “By the sounds of it Robyn handled herself well, you should be proud.”

“It’s not about the fight, it’s about the reason for the fight, she wouldn’t tell me or Nick what it was about.” Judy complained.

“Didn’t you used to do the same at her age?” Trevor theorised.

“Of course I got into fights but it was always for a just reason.” Judy stated.

“Then there’s no reason to think that Robyn’s reason was unjust, she’s a lot like you.” Bogo countered.

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” Judy sighed.

The conversation was halted by a rapping on the office door Judy turned and said loudly “Come in.”

The door opened slightly before the smiling face of Luna Wilde popped out “Hey Mom.” The young doctor greeted brightly.

“Luna,” Judy replied, happy to see her daughter “I can’t remember the last time you came by the precinct.”

“Must’ve been when I was still chief.” Bogo smiled as the vixen walked in.

“My word, I felt old when I got up this morning but seeing you all grown up now makes me feel ancient.” Trevor joked as he got to his feet and went over to the young woman.

“Oh Trevor, you’re still the most spry and dashing wolf in Zootopia.” Luna played along, getting on her tip toes to kiss the wolf on the cheek.

“Flatterer.” Trevor replied smugly.

“If I remember correctly the last time you were in this office you pranked me.” Bogo remembered, kneeling down to hug Luna.

“Oh yeah,” Luna recalled, hugging the big buffalo back “I hid in one of your filing cabinets and frightened you with a Halloween mask while my Dad filmed you.”

Judy suppressed a laugh before saying “Then he posted to youtube.”

“Which resulted in him being put on parking duty for a month.” Bogo finished sounding victorious.

“How are the twins?” Luna asked, Mason and Benjamin had adopted two jaguar boys six years ago and it turns out both cops were natural fathers who enjoyed every second with their sons.

“Well Arthur is starting karate lessons this week and Alan is obsessed with his latest science project for school, both of them have so much energy me and Benjamin can barely keep up.” Bogo gushed like any doting dad would.

“Give them a hug from me will you?” Luna asked happily.

“I’ll make sure of it,” Bogo acknowledged “right Mayor shall we leave the chief and her daughter to it?”

“I think we shall, goodbye you two.” Trevor bid farewell as he walked out of the office.

“Oh Wilde one last thing, I’ve scheduled a meeting Monday morning with Skye to discuss if the MCB can help with the Spitfire case, can you be at city hall for then?” Bogo asked, unbeknownst to both high ranking officers Luna froze and started to scream internally at the mention of Spitfire, the very vigilante Luna was best friends with.

“Sure thing, I’d love her opinion on this case.” Judy complied with a nod to which the commissioner nodded back before closing the door and leaving the mother and daughter alone.

“Did he just say Spitfire? I thought that was some silly urban legend.” Luna questioned, acting casual and unbelieving.

“No it’s true the ZPD has opened a case file on this 'Spitfire’ character, some security footage was passed onto us from City Hall, this legend is very much real.” Judy informed “Never mind all that, what brings you here? Is everything ok?”

“Don’t worry nothing’s wrong,” Luna eased her mom’s nerves “I have a proposition for you.”

“What kind of proposition?” Judy asked in return with an arched eyebrow.

“I will give you the juiciest bit of news regarding my romantic life in exchange for a favour.” Luna offered, flashing a smile reminiscent of Nick.

“Romantic life?! You have a boyfriend?” Judy yipped with glee, clapping her paws together.

“I’m not saying another word until you grant my favour.” Luna bartered.

“Name it.” Judy responded, literally bouncing up and down with anticipation.

“I need you and Dad to unground Robyn for one night so she can go on a date.” Luna informed.

“Robyn’s got a date?! With who?” Judy gasped, overjoyed that both her girls were being courted.

“You’ll find out tonight when her date picks her up at 7pm, they’ll be back home by 10.30 I guarantee it, do we have a deal?” Luna baited, noticing the excited look in her mom’s eyes.

“Deal!” Judy said way too loudly and way too quickly “Now tell me about this guy your dating.”

Luna’s mind filled with images of Aleks as she smiled “Well he’s a fox, no surprise there. He’s softly spoken and sweet, such a gentlemammal and…I can’t believe I’m telling you this but I think, you know, he might be the one.”

“Oh sweetie.” Judy reacted with sincerity, her paws taking hold of the vixen’s.

“I want you, Dad and Luna to meet him this weekend, I was thinking we could all go to a nice restaurant in the rainforest district together…just please try and reign in Dad, you know how he can get.” Luna gave her concerns, she really wanted the first impression to go well.

“Let me deal with your father, tell Robyn she can have her date too.” Judy promised.

“Thanks mom, I’ll text her now. You’re the best.” Luna replied, kissing her mom on the cheek before leaving the very happy bunny in her office to run the precinct.

Luna was hallway to the parking lot and had already text her sister telling her the good news when she spotted someone very familiar to her across the foyer. He was slim built fox with silver fur in his early twenties with a pair of gentle but focused eyes framed by a pair of designer glasses, he was obviously a SWAT officer owed to the fact that he wore combat trousers and a black ZPD t shirt which body armour could cover over easily. This fox was Aleks Rojek, precinct 1’s latest recruit and the mammal who had a hold on Luna’s heart and his heart belonged to her. Luna was about to walk over to him when she spotted someone else approaching her boyfriend.

“Rojek.” Nick Wilde called out, holding a mug of coffee. Luna saw her dad and made a quick escape to the stairwell to avoid any awkwardness.

Aleks turned to the source of the voice and as soon as he saw a superior officer was addressing him he stood up straight, saluted Nick and replied with a clear “Captain.”

“Easy with the saluting rookie,” Nick laughed off “you ain’t in the academy anymore.”

“My apologies sir, your customs are still a little strange to me.” Aleks reacted, he spoke perfect English but his Polish accent was clear to hear.

“Don’t worry you’ll get used to us crazy Americans soon enough.” Nick grinned “Anyway I didn’t get to compliment you yesterday.”

“Compliment, sir?” Aleks asked, unsure of what his captain meant.

“The way you handle yourself during that drug raid yesterday, you kept a level head and were always looking out for your fellow officers.” Nick praised “I’ve seen so many newbie SWAT officers go into a raid and be trigger happy but not you, I like that.”

“We’re handling weapons that can kill Captain, to use a gun so recklessly would be betraying the badge.” Aleks explained, pointing at Nick’s shield on his breast pocket.

“Damn your just like Carrots when she was a newbie.” Nick chuckled.

“Carrots, sir?” Aleks queried.

“Chief Wilde, when we first met she sounded exactly like you, you keep being you Rojek and you’ll go far.” Nick smiled, patting the younger fox on the shoulder before walking up the stairs to his wife’s office, leaving the worried Aleks wondering how Nick would react to him dating Luna.


Nick’s good mood did not last, as soon as he went to see Judy to discuss some cases his overly jubilant wife had dropped not one but two bombshells; that Robyn was going on a date tonight with a unknown boy and Luna was currently dating some mysterious guy. It irked Nick that Judy was so happy for the girls when all Nick felt was dread, dread that his two baby girls were about to have their hearts broken by two callous and despicable boys, he knew these unknown dates were after one thing because it was the same thing he was after at that age. He always wondered why the fathers of all the girls he dated as a young fox were so apprehensive of him but now he knew he didn’t want his daughters getting hurt it any shape or form. Now Judy had given Nick a firm warning about not going into his 'Nightmare Dad’ mode, not to threaten the suitors, not to do a background check on them (Which he couldn’t seeing as the girls had very cleverly not revealed their names) and under no circumstances was he to wave his tranq pistol in their faces to intimidate them. It was bad enough for Nick when Luna graduated high school early just after her 15th birthday due to her gifted intelligence, she was too young to move into college dorms so he thought Luna would avoid the sleazy college frat boys which thankfully Luna never socialized with, but soon enough she managed to find foxes her own age and instigated relationships, Luna was confident and beautiful it was easy for her to ensnare a date, it was Nick’s worst nightmare.

At this moment in time Nick was preparing a thai prawn curry for him and Judy to eat when Luna entered through the front door using her spare key, carrying a large bag from Furever 21 and wearing an elated look on her face “Hey Dad.” She said, closing the door.

“Kiddo,” Nick gave a half assed smile “what’s with the bags?”

“These are for Robyn, so she’ll look even more beautiful for her date.” Luna answered, clocking onto her father’s lame attempt at being gleeful.

“Oh…” Nick sounded “So who is this guy that’s taking Robyn out on the town?”

“No comment.” Luna smirked as she made her way down the hallway to her sister’s room.

“Crap.” Nick mumbled to him-self, he looked at his watch Judy said she was going to put a couple of hours at the gym so she might not be back when Robyn’s date arrives “Screw it.” Nick said, setting down the chilli peppers he was slicing and heading to his room to get his bow, arrows and his baseball bat. Judy told him not to threaten Robyn’s date but she didn’t say that he couldn’t show off his weapons.

Meanwhile Luna opened the door to Robyn’s bedroom “Hey I got you a surprise!” she announced holding up the bag.

Robyn who was lying on her bed reading a chapter of 'Lord of the Flies’ for her literature class “What kind of surprise?” Robyn asked looking at her sister with suspicion.

“Ok don’t freak out,” Luna answered grinning like a Cheshire cat as she pulled out an eggshell blue dress with thin straps “I got you a dress! It’ll go great with your fur colour.”

Robyn’s eyes bulged at the dress, it was a pretty dress to be sure, but a dress all the same and Robyn detested wearing them “There is no way I’m wearing that!” Robyn defied, standing up, mortified that her sister was attempting to make her more fashionable.

Luna had expected this reaction but was undeterred “C'mon you’ll look gorgeous.” She tried to sway her sister.

Robyn crossed her arms and stated “Not happening.”

Luna then locked the bedroom door and sniggered devilishly “Yes you are.”

Five minutes later Robyn was stood up defeated, feeling like a fool and clothed in the dress, which she did look amazing in. Luna had a face of pure smugness as she got out a make up bag and held up some mascara “Now for some mascara.” She grinned.

“You touch me with that I’ll break your arm.” Robyn threatened, her face like thunder.

“Oh don’t pout.” Luna responded.

“I appreciate all this Lu,” Robyn sighed “but I was just going to go in some jeans and a t shirt.”

“You’re telling me that you have a date with the girl of your dreams and you’re going to dress like every other day?” Luna asked in a judging tone.

“Well yeah, let my natural beauty do all the work.” Robyn replied.

“Don’t you think Hannah’s going to make an effort and dress up?” Luna pressured.

“…I guess.” Robyn conceded.

“So are you going to let me do this?” Luna asked, holding up the mascara pen.

After a few seconds Robyn let out a quiet “Fine.”

Back in the open plan living room/kitchen Nick had placed his high tech bow and an assortment of arrows on the table so they were clear to see, Nick looked at the time on his phone it was nearly 7pm and Robyn’s date would be here at any moment. “Little punk, coming to take my baby out.” Nick quietly growled to himself, holding onto his baseball bat. “I’ll take him out with this if he tries anything.” The over protective dad was considering calling in a favour with Jack or Finnick to see if they could track this Casanova in the Sapphire Quarter. Just then a knock at the front door came dragging Nick from his plotting, Nick gripped the bat tighter as he went to the door and opened with his spare paw. He opened the door wearing a stern face but it vanished as soon as he saw who was standing there, it was his goddaughter Hannah Savage wearing an expensive looking black dress coupled with her signature kind smile, in her paws was a bouquet of pink peonies that looked like they came straight from the florists. “Hannah?” Nick asked, still not figuring it out.

“Hi Nick,” Hannah replied before looking at the baseball bat and asking “you off to the batting cages?”

“Oh this,” Nick replied, a tad embarrassed, he leant the bat against the wall “it’s nothing. Come in.”

“Thanks,” Hannah said, walking and noticing the bow and arrows on the table “sorting out your archery equipment huh? My Mom goes mental when Dad does that in our kitchen.”

“Uh, yeah. I was just tuning up my bow.” Nick lied but he had to ask “So is this a double date thing with Robyn or something?”

Hannah stopped herself from laughing at her oblivious godfather and answered “Not exactly.”

In that second Judy, dressed in her gym gear, bounded through the open doorway and greeted “Hi.” But was not expecting to see Hannah holding flowers “Oh Hannah, what are you doing here?”

“Well…” Hannah began but ceased talking when a jittery Robyn appeared from the hallway with an excited looking Luna behind her.

“H-hey.” Robyn stammered, her nerves wracking and feeling like an idiot in this dress.

Hannah’s aqua blue eyes absorbed the beauty Robyn that was radiating from her right now, if Hannah was smitten before she was definitely hooked now “You look beautiful.” Hannah breathed.

“Thanks you look amazing too.” Robyn replied with shyness.

Hannah took a step forward and handed Robyn the bunch of peonies “I got you these, you always said they were your favourite.” She charmed.

“Thank you.” Robyn smiled, touched by the sweet gesture. Now or never Wilde she mentally rallied before biting the bullet, leaning in and kissing her girlfriend on the lips, she pulled back to see a pair of flummoxed faces on her parents, she then nervously added “I think you already know my girlfriend.”

(AN/ How will Nick and Judy react!? What did you guys think!? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE Review! Next time on Star of Ceartais Robyn and Hannah go on their first date, we catch up with Spitfire and the MM gang and tragedy strikes Zootopia. Please review and C YA SOON!)

December birthday (part two)

Originally posted by imsteelgirl

“How long are you giving me the silent treatment for then?” Harry sighed mid-story. When I had woken up on the sofa (with a pain in my neck and cold toes from being too tall for the seat), I could hear Harry rattling around in the kitchen as he hummed along to the song playing on the radio.

After finding the energy to lift my head from the cushion, I shuffled in to get a glass of water and some paracetamol and ignored his ‘good morning’ greeting, deciding instead to sit myself down at the table and busy myself with replying to Poppy’s messages.

“’m not giving you the silent treatment.” I eyed him. “I just have nothing to say to you.”

“Love,” He sighed, setting down the dishcloth he had in his hand and moving to pull out the chair opposite me on the table. “How many times do I have to say I’m sorry?”

“You don’t.”

“You know I didn’t do it purpose, I have your present wrapped up n’ everything.” He continued. “jus’ got the dates mixed up.”

“I don’t want any presents, Harry.” I snapped, finally looking up at him. “All I wanted was to have you for one day. You couldn’t even fit me into your busy schedule for one day.”

“Hey, c’mon now, it’s not like that!” He protested gently, brows furrowing at the thought.

“Yes it is! That’s exactly how it is!” My voice had raised now out of frustration but I couldn’t hold it back any longer. “This isn’t just about my birthday, you haven’t been with me for weeks now.” I shook my head and looked down at my fingers as a means of distraction. “There’s always something more important- whether it’s a meal out or a quiet night in and now even my birthday, I just don’t feel like I-“ I took a deep, shuddering breath as I found a way to word my next sentence.

“Like you what?”

“I don’t feel like I mean as much to you as you do to me.” His face fell when I said it and it broke my heart to see him look so sad, but it was the truth. “And that’s ok, I can’t force you to- just don’t keep leading me on.”

With that said, I quickly stood up from the table, placed my glass in the sink and made my way upstairs for a shower. Harry didn’t move or make an attempt to respond to me- which I was glad for, because I wasn’t sure I had much more to say to him.

Once I was showered and dressed, I grabbed my coat and keys and made my way downstairs. The radio was no longer on and Harry wasn’t humming to himself as he normally would but I knew he was still here because I could hear the light clatter of the cutlery against his plate as he ate silently and alone.

It broke my heart to think that he may have set out a plate for me, hoping I’d come join him and it took eveything in me to not peek round and check; because I knew that if I discovered he had, I would have forgotten that I was left on my own yesterday and would have dropped everything to be with him. So, instead, I slipped on my shoes and left the house without another word.


After the events of the past 48 hours, I found it strange that all I wanted was to have a day on my own; and in between getting a few groceries, walking round Hyde park and sitting alone in a small coffee shop, I had time to think about everything over the past few months.

There was that feeling of guilt floating around inside me, for being so harsh and unforgiving with Harry but it wasn’t him forgetting my birthday that made me so upset- it was the fact that he spent so little time with me recently that I felt like nothing more than a burden when we did have any time together and him forgetting when my birthday was after years of making it so special, made me wonder if he even cared anymore.

From: Harry 14:20pm

Hope you’re enjoying your day wherever you are but I have something planned for you if you can come home this evening? If you don’t want to I understand but Iet me know xx


From: Harry 14:21pm

I love you xx

To: Harry 14:34

 I’ll be home around six.



True to my word, I arrived home at six o’clock and was met with a darkened house- the only sign that Harry was home was the dim light I could see through the living room window which was most likely a candle.

As I stepped through the door and set my keys in the dish on the shelf, I found what looked like a homemade cinema ticket- with Harry’s messy handwriting scrawled across it.



For the first time since yesterday morning, I felt a smile tug at my lips. Without having to look, I felt his presence in front of me and I kept my gaze on the homemade ticket as I spoke.

“What’s all this?” I gave him a tiny smile as I looked up to see him look as nervous as I had ever seen him before.

“November 18th.” He cleared his throat and I looked at him with a confused expression. “The night we were supposed to go to the cinema together and I cancelled because I was stupid enough to think that a drink with my mates was more important.”

“Harry, that was no big deal.” I laughed softly. “I’m not gona hold a grudge with you because I didn’t get to see a movie.”

“No.” He shook his head, silencing me. “’s not the point, I shouldn’t have let you down.”


“Alright, so will you come to the ‘cinema’ with me or not?” He tried his best to sound confident as he changed the subject but I could see in his eyes that he was nervous.

“Is there popcorn?”


“Well then I guess I might go.” I smiled.

“Before popcorn, we have chinese for that lazy night in we missed on 30th October.” He began, clapping his hands together as he led his way into the living room- where I found a mountain of blankets, chinese food on the coffee table, the movie title playing on the tv and a bowl of popcorn sitting next to the remote.

“Harry, this is really thoughtful.” My heart was melting at how much effort he had put it- it wasn’t what I expected to get off him at all.

“And,” He called from the kitchen. “Prosecco for that night of Joanne and Dean’s wedding, when I left you in the room alone with the bottle of prosecco we were supposed to share.”

“You didn’t have to do this, I wasn’t bitter aboout those things, H.” I said and I genuinely meant it from the bottom of my heart.

“I know you weren’t, but you had every right to be.” He sounded nothing less than  disappointed in himself. “I know I’ve been a pretty shit boyfriend the past while-”

“You haven’t, it was just-“

“I have.” He shook his head. “I have been. I’ve been putting everyone else before you and you’ve never once complained. I know you must think you don’t mean much to me but you’re so wrong- you’re everything to me and I’m so lucky to have you.”

“Ok, now you’re sounding cheesy.” I laughed.

“I know, I know.” He chuckled with me. “But basically I just wanted to say sorry for everything and, starting tonight, I’ll make it up to you if you’ll forgive me.”

I pretended to think for a few seconds but couldn’t take the look of anxiousness in his eyes any longer.

“Of course I will you cheeseball.”


So The conclusion is I lost everything on my pc , and I have spend the last weak setting things back to normal, I reinstall my game and, my programs and all I need ….I’am still shaky of what happened because it is the first time ever happen to me, but it is OK,I hope for the best , and I want to say thank you to everyone for the nice word you are the best ,i thank you from the bottom of my heart…

Rivals Username Lottery

Right, as I mentioned in a previous ask in the last few chapters of umfb&mha I was using real usernames of people on tumblr in the social media sections as I was finding it very difficult to think up new ones. I made a post and everyone who wanted their username in the fic could like it, provided they were willing for their username to be used as any comment including the horrible ones. I then use a randomiser to pick out names like a lottery for each comment so everyone has an equal chance of their names being used. 

Now that umfb&mha is over I thought it would only be fair to give all the people who’ve only joined later a chance to be involved too. So I’ll link the original post at the bottom of this one and if you want to offer up your username just give the original post a like (not this one as I wont be counting it). I can’t promise your name will be used as there are a lot but you will have an equal chance as everyone else of being picked. Enjoy!


18 Shades Of Rose



and I’m anxious to show you what I got you as a present! So I’m turning 18 and giiirl it’s been a rough year for me. So to show you my appreciation and greatfulness towards you and all of your support I present you with my BIRTHDAY SPECIAL VELVET LIPSTICKS! They’re called “18 shades of Rose”, know my name’s primROSE and I’m turning 18 lol ok ok you get it.

So I created 18 lipsticks for my 18th birthday!! Hope I still have this brand by the time I turn 50, that would be fun lol
So without further ado, thank you so much from the bottom of my heart for joining me on this journey! Here are your very own pack of 18 shades of Rose, enjoy!

With love,
Primrose Smith
Primrose Cosmetics

18 shades of rose-y colours velvet lipstick.
Bold, matte and long-lasting colour with 24hr hold.
It’s lightweight, velvety texture and non-drying formula gives extreme comfort that doesn’t smudge!
From sassy reds to vibrant pinks and purples, to some bold blue and green shades, there is a colour to suit every occasion

The formula is smooth, water-proof, kiss-proof, long lasting and cruelty AND vegan free.


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Do not re-upload.
Do not recolour.
Respect the rightful creator/ owner.
Aways give credit to the creator when you use the product (tag me @primrosesmithuniverse)

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Special thanks to the amazing @floydiansim, all photos credits

              CAN  YOU  SAY  THAT  TITLE  10  TIMES  WITHOUT  STUTTERING  ??  well  !!  i  just  reached  a  milestone  &  i  decided  to  SPREAD  SOME  LOVE  because  everyone  deserves  it  !!  i  am  honestly  so  humbled  to  be  part  of  this  &  i  want  to  begin  by  saying  that i  love  every  one  of  you  from  the  bottom  of  my  heart.  now,  onto  the  list  of  people  .  .  .

 @cansprainpeople  &  @toldabetterstory    you  bet  im  gonna  take  you  two  as  a  whole  because…  hello  ??  ACTUAL  MOTHERS  HERE  ??  honestly  i  love  you  two  so  much,  have  loved  you  two  from  the  very  beginning  of  time  and  i  will  keep  on  loving  you  forevervore.  (  or,  as  satine  kindly  put  it,  i  have  loved  you  .  .  .  always  or  something  like  that  ).  the  two  of  you  are  simply  the  most  wonderful  people  i’ve  had  the  pleasure  of  meeting  on  this  hellsite,  even  when  you  ground  me  or  yell  at  me.  i  probably  deserve  it  too.

 @zokliitsos  —  BONES,  OH  BONES  .  .  .  no  matter  what  blog  you’re  on,  no  matter  the  character  you  play,  i  will  follow  you  to  the  end  of  the  line  because  you  are  just  that  much  of  an  INSPIRATION  for  me,  both  as  a  human  and  as  a  writer.  i  love  you  so  much,  no  matter  what,  no  matter  when  you  are  simply  one  of  the  most  DELIGHTFUL  human  being  i  can  call  my  friend  &  i  wouldn’t  trade  you  for  anything  in  this  world.  because  you’re  just  THAT  great.

 @jedicoded  /  @chaied  —  KYLIE,  MY  LOVE,  you  are  my  sunshine,  my  moonlight  &  all  the  glistering  stars;  i  am  so  honoured  to  actually  get  to  write  with  you  because  lisTEN…  you  are  such  a  great  writer  with  such  a  MARVELLOUS  grasp  of  any  character  you  touch  and  im  just…  constantly  in  awe  ???  from  angst  to  fluff  and  the  occasional  crack  thing,  there  is  NOTHING  you  do  that  does  not  scream  perfection  and  i  just  cry  all  the  time  about  this  ok.

      HONOURABLE  MENTIONS   (  aka  people  i  adore  more  than  life  itself  )
          @cxnfliicted  /  @forceprotected,  @demandpeace,  @offadingstars,  @gotcompany,  @tachiisms,  @sabercall  /  @libertasa,  @oletherian,  @krxtaa,  @amidalc,  @jediscariot,  @exlucestellarum  /  @proditora,  @techniiciian,  @motherdroid,  @motherliberty,  @smugglerson,  

     FAVES (  aka  people  i’m  .  .  .  stalking  from  afar  .  .  .  )
           @showmaxter,  @shadcwpreacher,  @ladygclaxy,  @eleutheriana,  @astralord,  @astramessiah,  @kashtovel,  @totidemmusis,  @allhumans,  @astradrawn,  @overgrcwth,  @rcbelborn,  @liibertydies,  @darkslain,  @withoutpeer,  @spunstories,  @valkury,  @oncejedi,  @alderaanheir,  @crossingstars,  @paxjinn,  @showedmercy,  @aletheios,  @galaxysavior,  @optimumvolandi,  @lightscalls, @warblossomed

Alana Finds Out: Everybody Finds Out

Another instalment of AFO in honour of Ladies of Hannibal Week… in which everybody is a cheating horndog and the BAU bathrooms are not the best place for intimate… conversations.

Also on AO3.

“Get your hand out from there!”

“You’re kidding, right? That’s the whole reason we came in here!”

“Oh, really? Because I was under the impression you needed to have a serious talk about ‘important lady things.’”

“That was just to squick Zeller out. And you know I had no intention of just talking about ‘lady things’.”


“Yes, my dear Dr Bloom?”

Alana watched her friend – lover – waggle her eyebrows salaciously and sighed. “Ok, but you are well aware that I’m not usually… quiet – stop laughing – so you’d better make it worth my while when we both get suspended.”

Beverly placed a hand – the one that was not currently working its way into Alana’s knickers – over her heart in mock-offence. “That you have even to question my skill in this area has mortally wounded me.” She bit softly at Alana’s bottom lip, drawing a soft moan from the doctor, and then pulled back, smirking. “Lucky I’m a fast healer.”

And then they were kissing in earnest, deep and slow and good, as Alana felt Beverly touch a warm finger to her clit, provoking a burst of pleasure.

Alana still wasn’t sure how they’d ended up here. She’d been aware of Beverly’s sex appeal for years, the leather jackets and direct wit pushing several of Alana’s favourite buttons. She’d caught the other woman’s dark eyes twinkling at her in the halls of the F.B.I. often enough to know that they’d always been on the cusp of… maybe. So it hadn’t been a surprise, just a very pleasant progression, when a beer after a long day of battling Jack Crawford’s granite opinions turned into full flirtation. Then a kiss, soft and questioning. And another, during which Beverly’s tongue had caused Alana’s mind to flood with images of what else she could do with it. And then, just two days later – when the curiosity had got too much to handle and Alana had turned up, unannounced, at Beverly’s apartment – utterly fantastic sex. Which had continued, at regular intervals, over the subsequent two weeks.

The problem was that Alana had also had another longstanding maybe, in the form of her former mentor Hannibal Lecter, a maybe who had turned into a definitely well before Beverly had. Alana wasn’t sure what it meant that she’d suddenly thrown caution to the wind for two people she’d always consciously held back from. Nor that she’d become, for the first time in her life, a cheat.

She suspected it might have something to do with the imprisonment and release of Will Graham, once another maybe, now a lost for good. She was carefully holding back from considering that, too.

Alana had always thought that, if and when she decided to sleep with Hannibal, it would lead to something important. A relationship, for sure, with the possibility for long-term commitment. He was, after all, ludicrously eligible, attractive and genuinely her friend. He brewed his own beer for her, for crying out loud. So, it came as something of a surprise that, when she got past the incredible sex and the fondness she had always retained for him, Alana found she didn’t feel that thing, that spark when she was with him.

And a downright shock that she felt it with Beverly.

“Alana, god, I wanna take you back to your office, spread you over your desk and make you come ‘til you forget how to want anything else.”

Yes, please.

Beverly was past definition. And Alana was past the ability to control herself in her presence.

Especially when Bev was exposing Alana’s breast and sucking a nipple into her smiling mouth, while touching her right… there.

“Oh, god!”

“Yep, still not quiet.”

Because, Alana mused, as cogently as she could at that moment, someone who can simultaneously make you laugh and moan in ecstasy, is not someone you just fuck in the bathroom stalls between crime scenes. Frankly, that might be someone you marry.

She was just wondering whether it would be best to have The Talk with Hannibal or Beverly first, when the sound of the bathroom door opening caused both women to freeze. Alana slapped her hand over her mouth to silence herself, while shooting Bev a glare that she hoped effectively conveyed the accusation, You told me no one even knows this bathroom existed!

Beverly shrugged, without a hint of genuine apology and gave Alana a truly wicked grin before continuing what she’d started. Alana clenched her thighs in protest. Beverly just gave her a look that said, Please, like that’s gonna stop me and Alana felt herself moan, hoping her hand had worked to muffle it.

“Did you hear something?”

Guess not, Alana thought, tensing for discovery, as footsteps began to move along the room, checking each stall. Then she realised, as she saw Beverly’s eyebrows raise, that she recognised that voice as belonging to Will Graham.

Before he could make it to the end stall, where Beverly and Alana were entwined, another familiar voice rang out, “I heard nothing. Please, Will, stop looking for distractions and talk to me.” Hannibal sounded as though he was pleading.

Behind the cubicle door, the two women shared a look, equally guilty and intrigued. Beverly finally disengaged her hand, seemingly recognising that her teasing had just stopped being fun.

“Talk to you? As in, have a conversation with you?” Will sounded bitter, the strange calm he had elected to assume around Hannibal apparently destroyed. “Because that’s got me in trouble before, you know.”

“Will, I appreciate your anger.”

“Oh, I know you do.”

“But it is unproductive in this case. We must discuss what is happening between us, so that we might restore balance.” Footsteps rang out, Hannibal apparently moving closer to Will.

Restore balance?” Will was incredulous. “We’ve never come close to achieving balance, you made sure of that.”

Someone sighed and Hannibal conceded, “You are right to say so. I am sorry, I wish to make amends. I wish to earn your forgiveness, your trust, the right to your company.” More footsteps.

“And you think last night was the way to do that?” Alana could hear the resentment ebbing from Will’s voice, replaced by its own note of pleading. What on earth happened last night?

“I think last night can be seen as evidence that you may be capable of granting me those things, in time. And was, incidentally, a night I would never regret, nor choose to alter.” From their voices, it seemed the two men were now standing close together.

There was silence for a long while, then Will said, his voice now soft, “No, me either.” Then silence again, until Alana heard Hannibal moan, “Oh, Will,” and knew they had been kissing.

At which Alana forgot she was currently in an adulterous clinch of her own and made to exit the stall. Beverly tried manfully to hold her back but quickly found that Dr Bloom in a rage was a force to be reckoned with. Alana slammed back the cubicle door and strode out to the sight of her boyfriend and the man who had accused him of being a killer – who had sent someone to kill Hannibal in supposed retribution – holding each other in an embrace.

“Just what the hell is going on?” she demanded.

“Alana… I… I…” Hannibal looked shocked, dropping his arms from around Will’s waist. Alana noted, with some satisfaction, that it was the first time she’d ever seen that expression on his face.

Will, however, who had discreetly removed his hands from Hannibal’s ass, hadn’t needed his empathy to read Alana’s flushed cheeks, mussed hair and swollen lips. He was, therefore, looking past her at the wide-open stall, then back to ask, “Hate to be cliché, but we could ask you the same thing.”

Alana turned to see a sheepish and equally undone Beverly moving towards her. She turned back, grateful for the support as Bev stood close behind her. Standing her ground, she fixed the two men with a look. “Are you sleeping together?” she asked.

“Again, same ques…” Will began but Hannibal interrupted him.

“I believe there is little point in prevarication in this situation, Will,” he said.

“When did you become such a fan of speaking the truth?” Will asked, then sighed. “Ok, fair enough.” He looked over at Alana. “Not until last night. And you?”

She knew he knew already. “Longer,” she admitted. She noticed Hannibal looked entirely unsurprised by this. “Did you know?” she asked, feeling a mixture of guilt and disbelief.

“I was aware you had taken another lover, yes. And that it was likely a woman, judging by the scent.”

“You know people hate when you do that thing with the scenting, right?” Will told him, earning a glare from both Alana and Hannibal.

“And, what?” Alana asked, knowing it was irrational and hypocritical but feeling no urge to control herself. “You just didn’t care, huh? I mean so little to you?”

“On the contrary, Alana, I care for you deeply, and always have. The fact that we were sleeping together did nothing to alter that. I was aware that you were not in love with me, as I am not with you, and did not, therefore, begrudge you seeking company elsewhere. Not least because you have been uncommonly happy since you began your new relationship. Given that it is with Ms Katz, I must say I understand.”

Beverly beamed.

“Plus,” Alana noted, not quite ready to give up the fight, “I was just a distraction, not the ultimate prize.”

“Not that, my dear Alana, never just anything. But yes, Will is and has long been, the object of my affection.”

“You got a strange way of showing it, doc,” Will muttered but the look in his eyes held mostly amusement and he moved into Hannibal’s side, accepting an arm around him.

“You know,” Beverly said, “it occurs to me that we are in the fortunate position of everybody getting just what they want here. Unless,” she turned Alana’s face to hers gently, “I’m reading this situation very wrong.”

Alana gave a soft smile and shook her head.

“I think you may be onto something there, Katz,” Will said and the two exchanged a grin, “but please, do show your working.”

“Yes, professor. So, on one side of this equation, she’s crazy for me and I’m nutso for her. On the other side, well, I always figured nobody looks at each other that way without some serious UST in progress.”

“UST?” asked Hannibal, bemused.

“Unresolved sexual tension. Although now it’s RST, I guess. Resolved sexual tension,” she added, off their looks.

“Ah,” Hannibal responded, watching Will blush, “thank you Agent Katz. Quite astute of you.”

“So, what?” Alana asked, attempting to maintain an air of annoyance and failing miserably. “We just walk out of this bathroom, un- and re-coupled, and go on about our days?”

“Our lives, I rather hoped,” Hannibal said, smiling when Will bumped their hips together.

“Do you really have an issue with that, doctor?” Beverly asked, only a touch of nerves in her voice.

Alana thought about it.

“Nope,” she replied, “issue free.”

“Nothing for us to feel horrible about,” Hannibal interjected, causing Will to bark out a laugh.

“What’s funny?” Beverly asked but the two men just shook their heads and grinned at each other. Hannibal looked positively smug. “Ok, boys,” she continued, “time to find your own secret hidey-hole.”

“Why use the ladies’, anyway?” Alana pondered.

“Jack’s in the men’s room screaming at some poor intern,” Will supplied.

“Typical,” Beverly grinned. “Off you go then.”

Alana watched as the two men, Hannibal’s arm still wrapped around Will’s shoulder, walked in the direction of the door. She noted the way Will leaned into Hannibal’s body and how Hannibal couldn’t stop gazing at him, and wondered how the hell their relationship had changed so much. And then breathed a sigh of relief she hadn’t known she’d been holding, since it wasn’t her job to worry about that anymore.

“Aw, sweet, aren’t they?” Beverly cooed.

“In an intense, eccentric, obsessive sort of way, yes.” Alana turned to her girlfriend and looped her arms around her neck. “Now take me back in that stall and finish what you started. I’m not done with you, Agent Katz, not by a long way.”

“Yes ma'am,” Beverly saluted and then kissed her.

Alana considered it, in the end, a good day.

first love with jaemin

dO YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING BEING NA JAEMIN’S FIRST LOVE AND HIM BEING YOURS MY HEArT alright before we start this is my first time making something like this so pls be patient with me

• ok this twerp would definitely be the kind to slyly drop a lot of subtle but not so subtle hints that he likes you before y'all started dating


• like for example he’ll tuck your hair to the back of your ears like its nothing and then flashing you his million dollar smile

• or him telling you some cringey pick up line that is worth punching his beautiful face for poor chenle nearly threw up his lunch when he overheard you both




• donghyuck, jeno and chenle makes sure to film everything down and probably make a meme out of his mishaps

• mark and renjun are probably just there for emotional support

• he’ll probably begin by wiping his sweaty (ew) palms on his trousers and nervously clearing his throat cORNY I KNOW

• you will most probably be like ??!??? at first but then you realise what was going on the second you saw the trash can moved behind jaemin. you knew this was bound to happen so you secretly kept it inside of you knowing too damn well jaemin will appreciate it if you pretend not to know anything for his sake

• this hopeless romantic smh

• “ok so y/n there’s this thing I’ve been trying to tell you all along. this may sound ridiculous but this takes so much courage from the bottom of my heart and the strength of jaehyun and yuta hyung’s fist to knock some senses into me. and if I don’t do this now johnny and ten hyung are going to call me a wimp and I have to buy them pizza later because I proved their point. I–”

• but who the hell said you were good @ keeping your mouth and excitement shut you can’t stand the tension anymore too either so lmaO

• “I like you too jaemin.”

• “pls do not interrupt me y/n”

• before he could say the three little words he’s been dying to say, he took a deep breath but stopped half way, opening his half lid eyes widely after his mind was able to process

• “wait what”



• “can I come out now???” jisung’s head pops out of the bushes

• long story short jaemin was finally able to claim your heart that day and jisung got ant bites from hiding in the bushes for too long with the bouquet of flowers jaemin planned to give you after his confession

• the dream unit with the exception of jaemin also found their new source of entertainment from the video they got that day



• he’ll get you small lil gifts of whatever reminds you of him


• he’d even turn up at your house at 2am with fried chicken if you text him at night saying you’re hungry GOALS YALL


• I call him dropping by your classroom during snack breaks/lunch breaks with food with him, knowing so damn well about your horrible habit of skipping on your meals

• he would force you to eat with him or at least take a few bites from the food he specially prepared/bought for you


• and didn’t he say he enjoys cooking in the dorm too?? imAGINE HIS HOME COOKED FOOD MADE WITH HIS LOVE

• I’m crying blood


• “say ahh, y/n”

• “jaemin I said I’m not hungry”

• “stop lying through your food deprived mouth and eat!!!”

• “jAEMIN!!”





• but lbr it’s either that really cute BF material kind of smile he be giving you through the window or that weird derpy smile he always has when he’s being dumb

• either way you’re embarrassed by this goofball

• and to add on to your embarrassment, he knows that some of your classmates may be watching the two of you so he’d blow kisses/make kissy faces at you

• he just absolutely loves to see you blush because it’s just so cute to him and he loves cute things especially you you’re his favorite cute thing and he wants to keep you by his side forever




• because jaemin has been receiving lessons from his hyungs on dating it isn’t surprising that he brought you to the movies on your first date not because it highly suggested by his hyungs…

• you both agreed to meet outside the movie theatre and he was there an hour early and boy was he nervous as heck

• the older members were also there for a little while to prep him up aw how supportive

• sO after giving him half an hour long of prep talk and re-styling his hair (for running through them anxiously mULTIPLE OF TIME) ITS FINALLY TIME



• pls excuse me for a moment here oh my god na jaemin is seriously one of the most attractive 16 years olds I’ve ever seen f U CK CALMD DJOWN

• ok lets get back







• “aigoo, my beautiful girlfriend looks even more beautiful than usual tonight. did you dress up especially for me?”

• I want to kms

• you’d just smack his arm and walk away, trying to hide your face. “let’s go buy the tickets before the show starts, you twerp…”

• the smile on his face would just become wider and he’d catch up with you, naturally reaching out for your hand and intertwining them together

• where the fuck did that nervous dipshit go and where the fuck did he find such confidence to become such a cheesy little shit

• jaemin also bought popcorn and drinks for the both of you and being the cheesy lil shit insist y'all share the drink with two straws while giving the excuse “i wouldnt be able to finish mine if we bought two” 

 • “I can buy my share myself” 

 • “nonono it’s too late for that now the movie is about to start and the line for the snacks is now really long lets go babe you don’t wanna miss out the beginning of the movie”

 • he holds your hand and leads you both inside the theatre and to your seats • “what are we watching again” 

 • “the conjuring 2” 


 • “hmm,, ok… wAIT WHAT” 

 • you stared at him wide eyed and jaemin suddenly looked remorseful and he regrets everything especially listening to his hyungs who probably learnt all their “techniques” and “moves” from watching too much corny chick flick and kdrama 

 • “sorry, I should’ve asked you. do you want to leave right now? I can get tickets to see another movie.” 



 • but your cheapskate ass just grabs him and pulled him back down in his seat but not letting go of his hand 

 • “its fine jaemin, ive seen the trailer and my friends say it’s pretty good. let’s enjoy this movie shall we? haha.”

• though your face say yes but heart say no, jaemin was reluctant but eventually decided to sit back down when the lights went off

• “but if the movie gets too scary and you dont feel like watching it anymore you can always tell me, ok y/n? we could have dinner early or something, i’ll bring you some place nice.”

• instead of watching in the beginning of the movie, jaemin was watching you the entire time with a stupid smile of his face despite worrying over the fact that you might be scarred for life

• eventually you caught him and you had to forcefully make him stare ahead at the big screen instead. at first he was pretending but soon enough he was immersed in it

• this dipshit istg

• when the climax of the movie came, you knew what was going to happen and you immediately grabbed jaemin’s hand while following your instincts and hid behind his shoulder

• he was caught off guard at first lmao since he was too immersed in the movie that he nearly forgot that hes on a date 

• after realising you had grabbed his hand and possibly squeeze it for as long as the climax part of the movie lasted, he blushed and tries to bite back a smile from forming on his face

• and when he turned to look at you, seeing that you’ve curled up in the seat, ears covered with your other hand and eyes squeezed shut, he was this close into melting into a puddle of goo because you looked so cute and squishy and he just wants to hold you 

• and he did 

• i am trying not to scream as i type this 

• he skillfully wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you into his embrace, stroking your hair as he teases you “aigoo my big baby i told you we should’ve watched something else instead.”

• you both went on to watch the movie like that, you clinging onto him like your life depended on it and him enjoying every second of it and lowkey wishes the movie to be longer

• when the creepy music in the background began to play as the second climax arrive, you were already gripping onto jaemin’s arm. being the perfect boyfriend material he is, he covered your ears. (BASICALLY JUST LIKE THE WAY SUNGJAE DID TO JOYIN WGM WHILE THEY WERE WATCHING A MOVIE I MISS THEM SO MUCH)

• but as soon as it was over (after all that exorcism and shit and everything becomes brighter), you’ll just look up and blush in embarrassment cos jaemin was staring back at you with a smug look on his face tHIS LITTL E SHIT

• you also notice that there are red marks on his arm from where you were grabbing him so you gasped and began apologizing for nearly tearing his arm apart during the movie while gently stroking his arm while rambling on and on about how sorry you are and also complimenting how he’s practically hairless 

• apparently you were rambling on too much that he couldn’t take it??? not in a bad wAY BUT it wasn’t just your rambles that was driving him crazy 

• it was your moving lips



• he kissed you 

• to shut you up 

• and to also finally man up and kiss you like how he should’ve 3 weeks ago when you both started dating

• mmMm gotta get me a guy like jaemin A++

• you were too stunned to kiss him back so you just stared at him wide eyed when he pulled away

• “i-what-huh-wait, jaemin-what-” you poor confused child

• “how did you know peach was my favorite flavor.” he wipes the corner of his lips as he said that with a shit eating grin, causing you to turn crimson.

• “what are you kids still doing here? the movie is over; leave.” 

• whoops 

• so basically that was how jaemin found his confidence and that was just only the beginning of this cute relationship and he just adores the heck out of you and loves you to bits you guys are practially engaged in his head and he hopes that not only you’ll be his first love you’ll also be his last iTSNT THAT THE CUTEST THING EVER

• i am crying blooODdd i hope you guys enjoyed this like how i enjoyed torturing myself ㅠㅠ

finding-alessandra  asked:

My datemate and I were talking, and we literally feel so grateful to you for pairing us together. I could not be happier, and I'm literally almost crying because I'm so happy. We are dating. Because of you. And they are so wonderful I'm so blessed. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. (this is ok to publish if you want)

WOW… I’m so happy I decided to do this oh my GOD. 


more highlights from the discord chat

the headcanon inspired by these weird statues

a sophisticated discussion about Meme Queen Adam™ that fueled this wonderful fic that i love from the bottom of my meme-obsessed heart

ahh yes, the heelys. speaking of, have you read this fantastic fic? if no, go friggin read it right now

and apparently adam owning heelys evolved into him also owning a scooter

somehow belle owns a hoverboard. did the enchantress magick it from the future? did belle invent it? no one knows

and discussing the #tallyhoes’ family ties
so we have decided many things, such as how @ashiny-piece-of-coal​ is our beast mom/ bFurry mom

and apparently i am the Sassy Aunt?? i am ok w this

@vcmpira, @danstevensgrowl, @ashiny-piece-of-coal , @gastonsbiceps, @waiting-here-for–evermore​, @gastt

i love you all

@everyone else: JOIN DISCORD!!

babyaly  asked:

Ok your got7 fake texts are so lit 🔥 and so fucking funny I love it, can I request another daily BF text with bammie? 🐍 oh and one for youngjae too pls ☀️

hey hey hey~~~~

thank you [from the bottom of my meme loving heart] for liking all my other posts :) im trying my best out here lmao.

I have completed the Youngjae request however i have not done a 2nd BamBam daily texts but i’ll do it soon!! but i figured i’ll let you now about the youngjae one :)

you can find the post here!! 

Dont worry about the BamBam one it’s coming i swear 😈

thank you!!!!