getting ready for the sunset

anonymous asked:

have you ever written anything about Alec and Magnus getting ready for and going to Pandemonium?

i’ve written about them at pandemonium several times but never getting ready so here we are

there was something hazy about the night, the sunset still green at the horizon outside behind the glittering skyline of new york. it was worse inside and alec hadn’t had anything to drink yet but he found himself feeling a little bit tipsy. maybe it had been the kisses, his body pressed against magnus’s in the doorway, the feeling of magnus’s tongue in his mouth and his hands on his hips still making his head spin. or maybe it was just the way he felt as he stood in front of the full length mirror, slowly buttoning a shirt up over dark swirls of chest hair and the edges of his dark black runes.

there was something warm and slow about this evening and about the night he knew was to come. and it got even more so as he stopped buttoning just short of his throat as magnus emerged from the bathroom. he was wearing a burgundy shirt that was hugging his arms in a way that caught every bit of alec’s attention. it was buttoned all the way up to magnus’s adam’s apple, silver necklaces spilling down over his chest, and that always made it a thousand time worse, didn’t it.

and of course magnus knew, he always knew, their eyes catching in the mirror as he walked up behind alec, pressing close enough that the warmth of his body made alec’s eyelids droop.

“it looks good on you.” magnus murmured, and he was close enough that alec could feel his breath on his neck, a shiver shooting down his spine as warm palms pressed into his arms. alec found himself powerless against the urge to lean back into magnus’s chest. he stared at him in the mirror for a second, half lidded eyes and then he glanced back, their faces almost close enough that he could have kissed him.

“that’s because you picked it out.” alec replied, his voice low and a grin pulling at his lips.

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french vocabulary - nighttime & getting ready for bed

🌆sunset (m) - coucher de soleil
🌃night(time) (f) - nuit

🌙moon (f) - lune
🌟star (f) - étoile (pl. les étoiles)
💫shooting star (f) - étoile filante
✨a starry night (f) - une nuit étoilée
🌌constellation (f) - constellation

🛏bed (m) - un lit
🛌sheet (m) - un drap (pl. les draps)
⛺️blanket (f) - couverture
👕pajamas (m) - pyjama/s
🐻teddy bear (m) - nounours

👄toothbrush (f) - brosse à dents (to brush your teeth - de te brosser les dents)
💋toothpaste (m) - dentifrice
✅dental floss (m) - fil dentaire
🚿 shower (f) - douche (to shower - de se doucher; to take a shower - de prendre une douche)
🛀🏽to take a bath - de prendre un bain

😚to say goodnight - de dire bonne nuit / bonsoir
😴to sleep - dormir (to fall asleep - s'endormir)
😌to dream - rêver
💤to snore - ronfler

⭐️dream (m) - rêve (pl. les rêves)
🎵lullaby (f) - berceuse
🕚bedtime (f) - (l'heure de) coucher
📖bedtime story (f) - histoire

🌉good night! - bonne nuit !
😘sweet dreams! - fais de beaux rêves !

Wildest Dreams

A/N: I never know how to start fanfics/imagines. I’ve had this in my drafts for a while, just never knowing how to write it. I hope you guys like this one! (Also I’m sick. #prayforme)

Genre: Fluff (maybe a bit of slight smut. wink wink. hint hint)

Word Count: 1138 words

Song(s) Used: Wildest Dreams -Taylor Swift.

Pairing: Dan x Reader.

Warnings: slight explicit content lmao (i suck at smut don’t judge plz)

Your P.O.V

“Lets go away for a while, get out of this town, and away from all the pressure and stress.” My boyfriend Dan said to me one day as we are cuddled on his sofa together in his flat. Everyone had been stressful, making me stressed and making Dan stressed, and I agreed with him, we needed some time away from the crowds, from all of the pressure and from all of the stress. And that’s exactly what we did, we just needed time away from the stress and pressure of people always having a say in mine and Dan’s relationship, thinking they know everything about it, but in some ways, maybe all of the haters are right.

Everything seems too perfect, this isn’t going to last forever. You know that, right?’ my subconscious said to me, as I stood on the balcony of our hotel room, looking out at the sunset, waiting for Dan to get ready. Everyone else always tells me how everything is too perfect and how it wont last. My happiness that I feel right now, wont last forever, quite like Dan and I, but god, I’m going to enjoy the time that I have with him, wherever we go.

 Relationships have always terrified me. Never knowing if they were going to end, or when they were going to end. The scary thing is, you either break up or you get married. You have a whole other person to think about, a majority of your actions not only affect you, but they affect your significant other. Couples always go on about how they are never going to leave each other, how they are going to be together forever. But the truth is, nothing ever lasts forever, does it? Everything in life is temporary, including relationships and love.  

Dan is always thinking ahead, looking at the future, and thinking of me in his future. But I’m too busy living in the moment. I don’t know what it is, but my mind wont let me think the way that Dan is thinking. But how do you think about a future with someone? You make all of these plans for you two, to stay together forever, but the saying goes ‘people change, and plans change.’

Dan comes out to the balcony and puts his arms around my waist, placing a soft kiss on my neck. “How about we just order room service?” He asks, tightening his grip around my waist, and then looking out at the city that surrounded us. I nod my head at his offer, just wanting to stay in his arms for as long as I can.

Dan turns me around so that I’m facing him and presses his lips to mine, in a sensual kiss. He deepens the kiss sliding his tongue into my mouth. We pull apart to retreat to the bedroom. His mouth goes to my neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive flesh, immediately finding the sweet spot on my neck, making me moan softly from the contact.

His hands find the zipper of my dress, pulling it down agonizingly slow. His lips go from my neck back to my lips, picking up from where we were on the balcony. The dress hits the floor and then we move to the bed. I start undressing him, slowly unbuttoning his t-shirt, running my hands down his torso, feeling every inch of his skin that I possibly could. He stands up, to pull off his jeans, and I could see the tent he had in his boxers, which made me even more hot and bothered.

“No one has to know what we’ve gotten up to.” I say breathlessly as we are still standing up, looking into his deep brown eyes, that I always seem to get entranced in. He gives me a a tight embrace, which left me extremely confused 'this never happens’ I thought to myself, as i put my arms around his waist. “Dan, are you okay?” I ask him, with a confused look on my face. He looks at me with those eyes that hold the universe in them, and i completely melt under his gaze.

“It’s just that, I love you so much, maybe even a little too much. And you are probably the best thing that has ever happened to me and I don’t want to mess this up.” He whispers sensually in my ear and his words just shock me. And then we carry on with what we were doing. We kiss again, but everything seems much more sensual and….. gentle. His hands are in my hair as our clothes are scattered all across the room, and his words are just repeating and echoing in my head, making me feel dizzy, his voice is familiar and it feels home. We undress each other and when he unclasps my bra, he kisses a trail down my cleavage, to my stomach, making my stomach tickle slightly from the contact, which made me giggle.

And then from there, the night is filled with pleasure. the sound of Dan moaning my name is like music to my ears, and I could hear him do that forever….. but nothing is forever. But the way our relationship is, the way our story is being written, is getting good now. He is a dream, with the height that he is, and how his face looks like something out of a magazine, he’s handsome as hell.

But like I’ve been saying, everything is temporary and if we were going to end soon, my one request is that, he remembers me, how he saw me on the balcony, with my lips painted red, staring at the sunset, in a nice dress and red cheeks, that’s how I want him to remember me. I want the memories to be everlasting in his mind, I want him to remember us, how we are, tangled up in the bed sheets, embracing each other, like it was the last time we were ever going to be together, and it possibly could be.

Tomorrow brings a new day, with new plans and new opportunities. You never know what tomorrow can bring. But someday when this thing that we have turns to dust and we are only left with the embers of the flame, I hope he sees me again, even if it’s just in his Wildest Dreams.

Forever is Better with You

Summary: Dan and Phil go on their honeymoon and adorable fluff ensues.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: like one swear, references to sex

A/N: There is a lack of honeymoon fics in the phandom so this is my contribution.

Golden sunshine and golden skin.  Kisses pressed to smooth skin salty with the ocean.  Relaxed giggles while laying on towels on the beach.  Blue eyes that matched the surf and smiles that captured the sun.

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Untainted Part 3

Summary: You wake up in a strange world, and end up going on a grand adventure to get back home. On your journey you meet kings, knights, thieves, sorcerers, and even a jester. You even start falling for one of your companions along the way.

Genre: Romance, Adventure, Comedy, Smut (not in this section, but I’ll put a warning on the section it comes up in.)

Characters: You, All of GOT7, various other guests

Length of section: 2035


“In three days just before the sun rises, JB’s powers will be at his weakest point. It’s the coldest day of the year at the coldest time, which weakens his powers,” Min explained. “This is your best and only chance to get a piece of JB. If you fail, you won’t be able to go home.”

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Naruhina Month Day 6: Pregnancy

Hinata had taken Bolt and Himawari to the playground for the afternoon. She was nearing the end of her pregnancy and she couldn’t be more excited about meeting the baby inside of her. She sat in pure bliss as she watched her children play in the tall grass. Himawari referred to it as “Essplorin the rainforest”.

The sun started setting, and she told the kids it was time to get going. Naruto would be home in about two hours, leaving enough time to cook dinner for him. As they started walking home on that particular day, both her children had a lot more to say than usual, Bolt especially.

“Momma! Momma! Momma!”

“Yes Himawari?”

“So when is my new baby sister gonna get here?!?”“

"I don’t know for sure princess. We have about a week left. And you don’t know for sure if you’re getting a sister” she laughed

“Well I WANT a sister!” She demanded.

“Well we should be excited no matter what we get, right Bolt?”

“Yeah yeah!!” He whined, in a tone that was eerily similar to his father’s when he was his age.

“Boy am I excited for some kid crapping and taking up more of dad’s time. Now I’m really never going to see him.”

“Boruto Uzumaki!” Hinata seethed, stopping them in their tracks.

“I mean it! Sometimes I wish I was an only child like Sarada-chan. Her dad is always on missions, but at least she has him all to herself when he’s home. She gets all the attention she wants!”

With that, Himawari gave him a slap, causing a barrage of little hands to go at each other.

“STOP IT NOW! BOTH OF YOU!” Hinata stammered, in the loudest voice she could muster up.

“Now….Himawari don’t slap! And Boruto, don’t say things like that. Apologize to your sister. That was hurtful”

“…I’m sorry”

 “That’s alright.” Himawari sighed. “I expect him to act out. Boys have poop for brains. Sarada told me that herself and if Sarada told me that then it has to be true because sarada is the most esmartest  girl in the whole village.”

“Alright. thank you Boruto”

He just crossed his arms and looked away from his mother in defiance.

“Bolt, it kills me to see that you feel let down and neglected. You have no idea how much your father loves you…”

The little warrior was still unmoved. The mushy approach wasn’t working. Time to bring out the big guns.

“Listen, I won’t lie to you. Your father probably will spend extra time with the baby when he or she gets here. It’s not a reflection on who matters most though. Babies need extra attention. Papa can handle it though, three kids aren’t much harder than two though. It’s you who’s going to have the biggest responsibility”

“Me?? Why?” He asked in disbelief.

“You’re a big brother to two siblings. Your father is going to need you to take care of and protect me, Himawari and the baby when he’s busy. I guess I’ll have to tell him you’re not cut out for the job though. You’re not a tough enough shinobi if you’re complaining about it”

“No! I can do it ma!” He yelled confidently, falling strait into her carefully set reverse psychology trap.

“That’s what I like to hear. You have hyuga blood in you, and you’re the son and the grandson and of hokage. There’s NOTHING you can’t handle.”

“You think so ma?”

“I KNOW so” she said, smiling down at the little man she was so proud of. Her son was beaming with confidence after that encouragement, which made her feel accomplished.

“Aright my loves, let’s go home and get dinner ready for papa.” With that, they walked home into the sunset.


Hinata and naruto just finished tucking their  little ones in and collapsed into their bed.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, planting a kiss on her forehead

“I’m ok. Third times a charm I suppose.”

"I’d say, considering you were a swollen nauseous mess for the first two pregnancies” he cackled, causing her to scowl at him.

“I’m just kidding Hinata! Listen I’ve had you three on my mind today even more so than usual…. If that’s even possible. Have Boruto and Himawari been too much lately? You shouldn’t exert yourself since the baby’s almost here.”

 "No, they’ve been fine-“ 

"I was thinking! I could stop by your father’s tomorrow and drop off himawari on my way to the office, and Boruto can stay after at the academy with me until I’m done for the day. Shikamaru can entertain him. I’m sure he’d love that!” He smirked

 Hinata sat and pondered for a moment

“I mean, I’m only suggesting it. I figured maybe you’d be really tired. Plus they’re such a handful for someone in your condition.”

 "I’m having a baby, naruto. Not dying!“ She giggled. "Come on, I can handle this. I got this pregnancy thing down pat. I’d say we even go for a fourth in a few months”

 "I wouldn’t be opposed" naruto whispered, putting his hand on her stomach.

 "Im pretty exhausted though, can you just close the lights?“

 "Of course!” He exclaimed, giving her a deep kiss. After that, he turned off the lamp on his nightstand. “goodnight sweetheart. I love you”

“Goodnight hokage sama, I love you too” With that, Hinata took her usual spot in the nook between naruto’s neck and shoulder, and they both began to drift off to sleep.

 A few minutes later, hinata’s eyes fluttered open.

 "Umm….Naruto, are you still awake?“

"Yea babe…barely. What’s up….wanna mess around?”

 "No….my water just broke"


Ok! so im pretty happy with how this came out!:) I always imagined that hinata was the kind of person who took pregnancy very well.

Of course the drawing was my main focus. I just kinda decided to throw in the little drabble too.

And forgive my poor grammar. im a fashion design/tech design major and I haven’t written an essay in 4 years X/ AHHH

Spirit Day

 Slightly more shippy chapter, Reader teaches Sans about Halloween. Have fun you nerds.

Warnings: One swear. Yep. Thats all I got. 

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