he looks like a beautiful angel

Little Gifts // Samifer Headcanon

If you love someone, you give them a gift. It’s a common concept and it’s practiced by humans and animals alike. So it’s natural that Sam expected angels to do the same, he simply didn’t expect the kind of gifts they favored. Humans give each other flowers, jewelry or things like that, and Lucifer? Lucifer gives Sam stones.

Not any kind of stone will do though, oh no. Lucifer’s gifts are the most beautiful little gemstones one could think of and Sam’s can’t even imagine how expensive they must be. Lucifer brought him a beautiful emerald that reminded him of a sunny forest in summer, a sapphire that was almost as blue as the deep sea and rubies that look like little blood drops. Sam even has a small selection of differently colored diamonds, which he loves holding into the sunlight and watch it break into beautiful rainbows.

There are a lot of stones Lucifer brought Sam over time and even though Sam wants to tell him he can’t give him such valuable things, he just can’t bring himself to do it. Because those little stones? They are Lucifer’s way of saying ‘I love and adore you’, without words. He is not one to speak about his feelings, but these little gifts say it for him. And when Lucifer takes Sam’s hands and puts a new stone in them, looking at him with his blue eyes filled with adoration and love and utter trust, all thoughts about telling him to stop are gone from Sam’s mind. All that is left is the feeling of being loved and the smile on his face that only Lucifer ever sees.

One day, Lucifer gives Sam a special stone though. It’s a little bigger than the others he gave him so far and not polished, but that’s not what mesmerizes Sam. It’s the color and the way it changes. Just looking at it, the stone is a hazel color, a mixture between brown and green, but when Sam turns it, even just a little, the color changes slightly and it looks blue-ish sometimes, then more green or more brown and sometimes even golden. Sam has never seen something like this before and asks Lucifer what it is and where he found it, something he usually doesn’t do.

And Lucifer, slightly embarrassed but his voice filled with pride, tells him that he found it by himself, in the Amazonian forest. He says that it’s an undiscovered gemstone that he found while searching for a different stone and that he named it Samatit, because it looks like Sam’s eyes and he thought he would like it too. Sam, absolutely baffled and flattered, looks at Lucifer with wide eyes before pulling him into the tightest hug he can. There are so many things he feels right now, but the most dominant one is a deep and overwhelming love for his angel.

“It’s absolutely beautiful, thank you, Luci. I love it and you so, so much.”

anonymous asked:

how and when the band realized they were in love with you ?

Murdoc:

  • The two of you had been dating each other for a while, but the topic of ‘love’ never really entered Murdoc’s mind. He had never been with someone long enough to actually fall in love with them. In fact, he’d never been in a relationship before he met you, period.
  • One morning, Mudz had woken up uncharacteristically early. He wasn’t a morning person whatsoever, so he had almost turned over to go back to sleep, but then you caught his eye. There was something about the way you looked–something about how your hair was splayed out on the pillow, how your lips were slightly parted as you slept, how the sun coming from the window made you look almost angelic.
  • Murdoc knew he was in love with you there and then. He had never seen somebody look so beautiful before. He was a mess when he realised he had really fallen for you, though. Like, honestly–it probably scared him half to death.

2D:

  • You and 2D had been really good friends for a while before you started dating, and he had been in love with you for as long as he could remember. You made him feel the way nobody else did. It was as easy as breathing with you.
  • He realised he was in love with you when you made him laugh until he could no longer breathe and his stomach hurt. He felt almost euphoric in that moment, and he wanted nothing more than to hold your face and to kiss your lips.
  • He was incredibly scared, though. The last few people who loved him ended up cheating on him or doing something that really betrayed his trust, so he was very wary about his feelings for you when he first realised it was love that he felt for you.

Russel:

  • Russel first knew he was in love with you when you both spent the day listening to yours and his favourite music. You just spent the day talking and cuddling with each other. It was complete contentment, and that was something Russel hadn’t felt for a long time.
  • You had been together for a while and, not wanting to hide his feelings from you, he told you he loved you right then and there.
  • Of course, he was quite nervous about being in love with you at first. It’s not something he’s sure he has fully experienced before, and new experiences are always scary, no matter how comfortable you are with the person you’re experiencing it with.

Noodle:

  • The two of you were out at the park one day, hanging out and having fun. You were both really close friends, although you both knew that there was something more to your relationship than just platonic feelings.
  • It was getting dark out, and Noodle had decided that the two of you should play on the swingset for a bit before going home. 
  • She fell in love with you when you were swinging back and forth, your hair blowing in the wind, your smile lighting up your full face. It really scared her at first, but she got over it quickly, and ended up kissing you lightly on your lips as you were walking home together.

have you guys ever just….. stared at yuuri? like just looked at him and think about how beautiful and great he is? like love of my life right here. his eyes? perfect. smile? could cure my depression. hair? most likely soft as hell, would run my hands through them for hours. like… just look at him, holy shit, he is an angel sent to earth

i would give my life up for him

cobains-apologies  asked:

What is an Iwaizumi Hajime?

He is an actual angel!

@amalasdraws agrees and illustrated this perfectly for me with this drawing of hers, thank you!!! <3

Me thinking about my bias. Him being healthy, happy, keeps on smiling. Is full of love, hapiness, positivity. Is still looking handsome as hell, has clear skin, beautiful smile and is eating well. Looks good in any outfit he wears, still sounds like an angel etc… -AdminKookie

Butterfly wings

Allura:
When Lance was a kid his mom would say his skin looked like the wings of a butterfly.
Something that was beautiful in how the colours stood out over the base.
She would tell him that he was her little butterfly painted by the angels.
She would tell him this everyday he came home crying because of the teasing from the other kids and the pitying looks from the adults.
When Lance turned ten he stole his sisters makeup and used it to cover the pale areas that were visible on his face, neck and arms. Just to see what it would be like he went to town and for the first time ever blended in. He felt absence of confidence coming from the makeup. But he didn’t want to upset his mom. However getting makeup off is much harder then putting it on.
That’s why hours later his Mom found Lance in the bathroom desperately scrubbing at his skin as she called him for dinner.
He broke down and began to cry begging her not to angry for trying to cover up.
His mom just smiled and kissed his temple telling him that if he wanted to cover up he could or if he wanted his skin on show that was fine too, that he was perfect ether way.
So Lance started wearing makeup and gained a new kind of confidence that he never had before. He was louder and happier even flirting.
When he went away to the Garrison he took enough makeup with him to last until Christmas telling himself as long as he had makeup then everything would be ok.
But the night they found Shiro, Lance didn’t have his makeup with him.
He went to space without it.
With every day that passed the small container he always carried for touch ups became emptier and emptier. He knew it wouldn’t last forever but tonight of all nights to run out.

Lance stared in the mirror at the pale splattering that stretched over his eyes as he desperately rubbed at his skin praying to be able to cover up.
But it was no good.
He was out of makeup.
He wondered if Allura had any and if she would mind him borrowing some. But if he asked then she would see.
What if she laughed?
What if she told the others and they treated him differently?
He couldn’t take the teasing again he just couldn’t.
He put his hands on the sink trying to will himself to calm down. If he could just get to Allura’s room then he could steal her makeup and look normal.
Wrapping his blanket round his head allowing it to trail along the floor behind him Lance tip toes through the hall way.
At this time in the morning most of the other paladins were usually in the kitchen having breakfast or for Keith getting in some training before grabbing a quick bite to eat. This didn’t do much for Lance’s anxieties through. Just the thought of being outside his room without makeup on caused his chest to tighten with panic.
This was so much worse.
He felt like every cell in his body was on edge, vibrating with fear of being caught.
When he reached Allura’s room he had to wipe the sweat off his hands before getting the door open.
Allura’s room was huge.
Much bigger then all the paladins rooms combined and filled with various alien nick nacks and photos from Altea.
Lance felt bad about being in her room without permission, but he told himself it would be worth it in the end.
However after almost an hour Lance had found nothing.
No concealer.
No powder.
Nothing.
He felt his chest tighten as the tears began to fall.
What was he going to do?
The team already thought he was nothing but a pretty face, he’ll be even less then nothing if they realise he’s not even that.
As his breaths came less frequently and quicker Lance slowly slipped down to the floor holding his throat with his hands.
He didn’t hear the door slide open.
He didn’t hear the gasp or the sound of footsteps running over to him.
But he did hear his name.
“Lance?” Allura asked panic clear in her voice. She put a steadying hand on his shoulder trying to get him to look up at her. “Lance tell me what is wrong! Are you hurt? What happened?” She asked sounding like a worried mother.
Lance’s only response was a slow shake of the head.
Allura recognising the panic attack hugged him in her strong arms humming a calming tune.
After a while the tears stopped and Lance found himself able to breath normally again. He stayed in Allura’s arms letting her rock him gently back and forth closing his eyes and listening to the calming sound.
“Pretty song” Lance whispered.
“My farther would sing it to me when I was young.” Allura answered a note of pain to her voice. “Ready to tell me what’s wrong?”
Lance shook his head earning him a sigh from the princess.
“Well…is there anything I can do to help?
Lance was quiet for a moment “do you have any makeup I could borrow?” He asked nervously playing with the hem of the blanket.
“Of course. But I do not understand, you often boast about how perfect your skin is.”
A bitter laugh escaped Lance’s throat. “My skins ugly.”
Allura was so surprised by this answer she pulled back just to try and see if the blue paladin was joking. He had to be joking…right?
“Lance why would you think that?” She asked gently.
Lance slowly, very slowly looked up. The blanket falling off his head and showing his face to the older woman.
Allura couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped her lips as she stared at Lance.
His face began to crumble “I knew it! I knew this would happen!” He sobbed curling in on himself.
“No no lance I didn’t mean anything bad!” Allura rambled quickly. “It’s just I did not realise humans also had marks of beauty like Altean’s.”
Lance sniffed looking up at her “marks of beauty?” He asked.
“Yes” she tapped the pink marking on her cheek “on Altea it was a sign of beauty to have markings such as yours on your face. They called them marks of the Drioborn bug… I believe you have something similar on Earth. Butterfly I think they are called.”
Lance smiled for a moment “yeah butterfly is right.”
After his little heart to heart with Allura, Lance though still self conscious didn’t outright hate his skin anymore. He borrowed her makeup as to feel more confident but eventually he opened up to the team allowing himself to love who he is as much as his team does.

“Cas?” Dean asks with a smirk as he watches the angel dip his toe in the creek, his arms wrapped around his bare stomach like he’s self-conscious.

Not that he needs to be, Dean thinks before forcing his eyes back to Cas’s, trying not to pay attention to how good Cas looks in just swim trunks. Trying not to be distracted by Cas’s state of undress, because that was not why he suggested this…

Dean clears his throat, then steps back, running and jumping into the creek with a cannon-bomb. He smiles when he comes up, flattening his soaked hair with his palms as the angel backs up from the edge of the creek with a scowl on his face.

“Dean,” Cas says, perturbed.

Dean rolls his eyes. “C'mon Cas, don’t be a baby, just jump in. The water’s warm.” He says the last part as he scoops the liquid around him in lazy patterns, keeping him afloat.

But Cas just stares at the water as if it has personally offended him. “No,” he says, sitting down on the edge, pulling his knees to his chest. “No, I don’t think I’ll get in.”

Dean sighs, scooting to the edge of the water, propping his arms on the rocks so they brush against the angel’s toes, where Cas’s stare now resides.

“Cas?” Dean asks again, this time more quietly. Blue eyes peek up at him from behind the two fleshy nubs of the angel’s knees.

It’s quiet, then finally: “Dean, I can’t… I don’t know how to swim. I always just fly places, and… it never really seemed important.”

Cas’s hands fall to his side in unison with his knees until he’s sitting cross-legged like an overgrown child, looking a little embarrassed. The angel is scowling, glaring at the water like it’s about to make him sick.

But Dean’s slipping his wet hand further and further forward on the rocks until, finally, he’s touching Cas’s.

The angel looks up, surprised, and Dean smiles warmly.

“Cas,” he said his voice serious: “The water’s warm, and I would never, ever let you drown.”

Cas looks down at Dean’s hand on top of his, then to the hunter’s face. Finally, he swallows, scooting forward slowly, getting his feet wet, then slipping deeper and deeper into the water, all the while holding tight to the hunter’s hand.

Dean blushes a little, starting to let go of the angel’s hand once he’s all the way in, but to his surprise, Cas grabs it even tighter. Then, with his other hand, he reaches out for the hunter, holding on to him.

When he looks at Cas’s face, the angel looks nervous, eyes wide, staring into the creek like it might try to suddenly devour him.

Dean reaches forward, pulling Cas close, bringing the angel’s attention back to him.

“I’ve got you,” Dean says with a smile, and he can feel Cas’s chest close to his, their feet knocking and slipping against each other’s under the water.

“I’ve got you,” Dean says again as his gaze gets locked with the angel’s. He can see the way the fear melts away from Cas as he holds the hunter’s gaze. He can appreciate how beautiful Cas is in this moment, close to him, putting his trust in him.

And, suddenly, Dean’s leaning toward Cas, pulling him in to a kiss, feeling the way his wet lips slide against Cas’s dry ones, surprising himself with the action.  

When he finally pulls away, both of them are breathless and wet, still kicking each other, but holding one another like a life raft.

Cas smiles.

Dean smiles.

Then, finally, Cas says: “I think I like swimming.”

The Morning After.

Marauders Era

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: James Potter x Reader || Sirius Black x Reader || Remus Lupin x Reader ||  Lily Evans x Reader || Severus Snape x Reader .

Warning: Somewhat sexually themed altho not explicitly described.

A/N: I knew that these are more than 3 characters (as stated in the rules) , but I wrote these on my own according so … Ima break my own rules. That doesn’t mean you should, but just a a note, because I probably will do this again in the future. 

Also I tried to keep the reader gender neutral, I hope I justified that idea. 

Please let me know what you all think!

Anyways Enjoy!


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since I was talking about languages headcanons, let me share an actual fav of mine: Yuuri actually started studying Russian when he first fell in love with Viktor (’s skating).

A starry eyed little Yuuri, glued to the small bulky television in the living room of the onsen, watching the recording of a young Viktor’s Junior World Championship in Bulgaria, his ponytail whipping around as he twirls and cuts the air in a perfectly executed jump; there’s nothing more Yuuri wants than to be like him, to know what this person made of starlight looks like inside. How can this beautiful angelic boy do what he does, how is it even possible to glide so effortlessly on the unforgiving ice when all Yuuri can do is fall and cry and bruise?

So he starts info dumping, collecting scraps of rare skating magazines, reading article upon article about him and interviews; but then again, there’s only a certain number of them that’s in Japanese, a little more in English, of which Yuuri’s knowledge is still wonky at best. Most of them are in Russian, because you know, Viktor is Russia’s prodigy, so of course. It’s not easy to find them.

Their dial up connection cable whirrs ominously and sucks money and energy, but he doesn’t desist, finds some approximation of a skating fan site with grainy images and pages and pages of minuscule writing, so much it makes his head hurt. Even then, he doesn’t give up. Yuuri is twelve, and stubborn, so he goes to the library and brings home a dictionary, sits down in front of their outdated computer and squints at the screen, flips through the yellowed pages and reads, painstakingly, his vision going fuzzy in between kanji and cyrillic. It’s not the best, but it’s all worth it when one day he realizes he actually can recognize some of the words without even cracking open the ratty dictionary.

When Yuuri is eighteen, he places his heart and dreams in Detroit. He slices himself open and drips red on the pavement of the rink, strips his feet raw and never stops thinking about the force that drives him, locks a wish too big to be contained into the small space between lungs and ribcage. He signs up for a Russian Language course.

When asked, he tells Viktor he had to choose an extra class to take in college. He doesn’t tell him about the little kid hunched over a shitty dictionary at two am begging to know more about his idol (he’ll tell him, a whispered confession in the middle of the night, but now it’s too much, too early). He doesn’t tell him that he knows exactly what he’s doing when he brings a tub of ice cream home and Viktor beams delightedly, exclaims “that’s my favourite!” Yuuri smiles, replies he had a hunch it would be. The old article is clear in his mind, a stolen piece of memory of a Katsuki Yuuri that wanted nothing more than to know exactly what Viktor Nikiforov’s favourite ice cream flavor would be, not knowing there’d be a time where it would become as simple as asking. Viktor laughs, makes grabby hands at it. “I love you,” he sighs wistfully, wrapping his lips around the spoon, and Yuuri flushes, takes a spoonful too, feeling incredulous and warm.

The wish that was trapped inside crawls up his throat and takes off in a huff, no more than a whisper. It has no use now, for it’s fulfilled, at last.

The ice cream tastes better than anything he’s ever had.

(It’s strawberry.)

PadMay

Day 21: Favorite RotS Costume

The Funeral Gown

The last thing she is ever seen wearing. She and the dress are so beyond beautiful. She looks like an angel almost. The dress looks like she’s wearing a waterfall, and all those sequins catch the light in such a sparkling way. The flowers in her hair are beautiful too, looking almost like stars. The flowers and resemblance of water seem to represent the natural world, and is a stark contrast to what Anakin has become. Vader’s costume is dark, cold, and terrifying. He is a man-made machine, nearly devoid of life, where as Padme seems to represent things that grow and give life, despite the fact that she is the one that has died. 

The designer, Trisha Biggar, said the costume was meant to resemble the lakes of Naboo and symbolize her spiritual return to the lake. Natalie Portman once said the dress reminded her of Ophelia in that Padme looks like she’s drowning. I think these are interesting ways to interpret the dress. And I’m so glad they decided to include the japor snippet, calling back to her love for who Anakin once was.

1 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU] 

WORD COUNT: 4,225

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut

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anonymous asked:

hi I never request (only read for like 5 hours..😂) how about an mc who is incredibly beautiful like prettier than the moon (zen) , but is just like "ya i'm average?" about it.

Thank you for requesting! Enjoy ♡ 

Yoosung:

✮ cries when he sees you
✮ he’s just so !!!!
✮ surprised and excited and completely blown away 
✮ Seven had mentioned in the chat that you were really cute
even if you modestly denied it 
✮ he knew you were going to be cute but this !!!
✮ when he sees you on stage while making his speech 
✮ he kind of “oh that must be [Y/N]… woah” 
✮ before V is like ‘yoosung!’ 
✮ tries to keep his cool but his face is a furnace
✮ whenever you disagree with him about how ‘you must be an actual angel handcrafted by God specially’ 
✮ he’s so shocked ??
✮ like,,, ‘what do you mean you aren’t perfectly flawless???’ 
✮ says that you’re even more beautiful than Rika 
✮ honestly compliments you all the time 

Jaehee: 

✎ she first sees you when you arrive and she’s checking off the guests 
✎ she’s super confused 
✎ and asks if you’re with the modelling company 
✎ you kinda blush and laugh 
✎ and she’s like !!!!!!! 
✎ ‘i’ve been blessed’ ‘i have been forgiven for all my sins’ 
✎ when you tell her who you are she gets so hot?
✎ is this embarrassment? is she just incredibly flustered?
✎ she doesn’t know but she does know that she’s never felt this way around someone before
✎ whenever you say you don’t think you’re that pretty 
she judo drops you 
✎ she just drowns you in compliments and won’t even listen to you 
✎ tells you that angels shouldn’t be modest 

Zen: 

✿ is S H O O K
✿ like,,, there’s someone in the RFA that’s more attractive than him?
✿ and you never talked about it?!?!?!
✿ constantly begins to send selfies to the chat like ‘eyeyeyey’
✿ and you compliment him but don’t send one back
✿ and he’s so confused??
✿ so he says that ‘you should flaunt your beauty around’
✿ when he hears that you’re not as confident as him in your looks and that you don’t think you’re that great
✿ he considers sending you to a doctor
obviously is that cheesy guy like ‘[Y/N] is your eyesight okay?’  
✿ when you move in with him it’s CUDDLES, COMPLIMENTS, SELFIEEEES

Jumin: 

₩ as soon as he sees you he offers you a modelling contract 
₩ you laugh bc you think he’s joking (because he’s such a prankster lolol)
₩ and he kinda pauses because your laugh !!
₩ he swear he saw sparkles around you 
₩ he buys you so many dresses and jewellery 
₩ and if you at all put yourself below the line of perfect 
₩ he pulls out the big guns 
₩ ‘I think you’re even more beautiful than Elizabeth the 3rd’ 
₩ if you argue he will just kind off 
₩ ‘nope. no.’ 
₩ keeps interrupting you so he can’t hear the lies 
₩ sends blurry photos of you to the RFA 
₩ goes to photography classes so he can ‘capture your beauty’ 

Seven/Saeyoung:

⌨  when he was doing the background check AND saw you through the CCTV 
⌨  gets thrown back off his chair from the power of his nosebleed 
⌨  is genuinely amazed 
⌨  enjoys creeping on you through the camera in the hallway 
⌨  mentions it one day in the chat 
⌨  ‘hey zen, did you know that [Y/N] is more beautiful than you?’ 
⌨  zen is shocked and spams you with ‘IS THIS TRUE’ 
⌨  and you say no and saeyoung is like ????
⌨  ‘uh, yeah it is. i’ve seen you with my own four eyes’ 
⌨  once all the bullshit is over and you live with him 
⌨  he’s programmed the robot puppy to bark loudly at you if you say that you aren’t perfect and flawless 
⌨  probably wraps his entire body around you while complimenting you endlessly

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