he talks with his hands. it's adorable

Waking up in the mornings


  • Up by 4 AM every day to do his hair and go on a jog
  • “An athlete can only be good as his diet lets him be!”
  • No, seriously, he eats almost enough food for the entire Miyagi prefecture every single morning and it’s the most disgusting thing anyone’s ever seen
  • Fuck him, he’s a morning person


  • Grumbles as he forces himself out of bed at 5 to go jogging with Oikawa with sheer willpower
  • Likes to spend his breakfast sipping coffee and reading whatever catches his interest
  • His favorite breakfast meal includes a bowl of rice, two fried eggs, and fish
  • Not a morning person, but 8:30 to him is the regular person’s 10:30 so it’s chill


  • Is an absolute force of bitter death and destruction until he gets a cup of coffee into him
  • Once at the Seijoh Sleepover™, Oikawa hid Makki’s coffee grounds and was consequentially forced onto the ground in a strangle hold until they were given back to him
  • He can function as a human being and deal with people’s (Oikawa’s) shit much better after a cup of coffee as black as his soul
  • Favorite breakfast meal includes toast with sides of butter and jam, boiled eggs, and juice


  • Wakes up almost-late every day
  • Laziest motherfucker on this planet #2
  • Would eat a piece of paper for breakfast and not care in the least
  • His tongue is as dead as Squidward’s hopes and dreams
  • Coffee doesn’t really affect him so he has to suffer through the drowsiness on his own, rip


  • Is the most adorable thing ever waking up
  • Makes tiny yawning and grumbling noises for the first 15-20 minutes of consciousness and is extremely embarrassed that everyone says its the cutest thing in the world
  • Has and will fight you for all the meat on the table during breakfast
  • @ the Seijoh Sleepover™, he stared at Matsun with such intensity that he handed over the last octopus sausage over without argument


  • Will punch you if you try to talk to him when he wakes up
  • Glares at people like they murdered his entire family
  • Yahaba’s cutesy act leaves him speechless and red in the face
  • Really fucking loves rice
  • Usually eats convenience store crap for breakfast so he get’s really excited when there’s actual rice and shit


  • “He’s probably a monster when he wakes up”
  • “There’s no way someone can be so happy all the time, after all”
  • Rises with a smile so bright it’s like Jesus blessed his teeth
  • Wakes up and greets the day with a warm “Good morning! Wow, I slept so great last night!”
  • #ActualChildofGoodness2k16
  • Will eat anything and everything and comment on how delicious it is, and then offer to do the dishes
  • Hanamaki once threatened to slap him for being too happy


  • Goes to sleep at a responsible time
  • Wakes up blinking and lethargic for three minutes
  • Afterwards is completely normal
  • Loves greasy food in the morning


  • Laziest motherfucker on this planet #1
  • Didn’t go to sleep last night until 5 AM
  • Favorite breakfast items include poptarts, commercial cereal, extra sugary coffee, and a jar of melted salt caramel, i.e. enough sugar to kill a medium sized water buffalo
  • Is a literal zombie until he gets to school, falls asleep through his first three classes, and then starts functioning normally around lunch time

Some people talk with their hands,

Andrew Rannells talks with his eyebrows.

sincerely 3 cuddles headcannons; Connor

i absolutely love connor so here you go;

-the boy is literally like a fucking tree, so he’s almost always the big spoon

-the first time he initiated cuddles it was out of anger

-someone had said something to him and he was ranting to you 

- ‘get the fuck over here’

-he just s q u e ez es you and it kind of hurts because his grip is so tight

-you don’t say anything until he finishes ranting and then you’re like 

’con im literally getting smushed to death pls let me go’

-he just kinda glances down at you and turns beet fucking red before letting you go

-it’s kinda a thing now, you cuddle when one of you is angry or annoyed

-like one of you will be pacing around the room and the other will just grab the angry one mid-pace and make them fall into their arms

-and you just stay like that, still ranting

-usually it ends up that you fall asleep cuddling with each other

-connor still sometimes holds you a little too tight when he’s v angry

-you have on more then one occasion had to cut him off mid-rant to tell him you couldn’t breath

-and that usually diffuses the situation and he laughs and you just look up at him with so much love because his god damn smile is so cute and he’s got a cute little blush

-he l o v e s it when you’re on his lap and he just nuzzles his face into your neck and you m e l t

-he’s not a huge fan of cuddling in front of your friends but like I said he’s so down for you just sitting on his lap and he’ll just kinda stay silent while you talk to zoe about some ‘girly shit’ and bounce you up and down a lil’ bit while his hands are around your waist

-its fucking adorable you’re just sitting there beaming and being the little ray of sunshine you are and he’s wearing all black silently but there’s just a lil’ smile because the boy is so stupidly in love

-when you sleep he goes back and forth between wanting to just be on his own side of the bed and wanting to hold you


Pen Pals

Pairing: Newt Scamander X Reader

Requested: Yes

@thatthinghasclaws:  Newt Scamander soulmate AU? Where you can see what the other one writes on their skin. :)

A/N: Arg, this is probably so bad. Sorry for making you guys wait for so long! I’ve been super busy but I finally finished! Thank you so much for waiting patiently!


~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

A lot of strange things started happening ever since you turned eleven and found out about a magical world that was living parallel to the only world you thought existed; the Muggle world. That is, if you could even call it a world at all, what’s a world without magic? But, if possible, things were getting even weirder now.

You were sitting at a desk in a boring Transfiguration class, fighting hard to keep your eyelids from falling. Professor Dumbledore was happily explaining about some fancy Transfiguration spells, preparing you and all of the other Fifth Years for the upcoming O.W.L.s. Oh, the dreadful O.W.L.s. You shivered at the thought, reminding yourself that you still had a little over a week to prepare.

Still bored, you discreetly glance over at Newt Scamander, who was sitting a few seats away to your left. He looked as enthusiastic about all this as the rest of the class. You watched him scribble down a few notes and admired his neat-messy handwriting from afar before he snaps his head up and his green eyes meet yours. You quickly avert your eyes and pretend that nothing happened.
You and he had a…“strictly platonic”…okay fine, “not even really friends yet” type of relationship. There was no denying you had a massive crush on the freckled Hufflepuff, but you were sure that he didn’t share the same feelings. Ah well, maybe something would happen eventually, but that was currently the last thing you wanted to worry about.

“(Y/N), are you following along? You seem distracted.” Professor Dumbledore says curtly, snapping you out of your thoughts.

You nod your head furiously, hair flying everywhere, desperately hoping you looked alert or better yet; awake. He smiles.

“Well if that’s so, will you please tell the class what I was going to turn this goblet into?” he asks with a sweet smile, his eyes twinkling from behind his glasses.

“Umm, a potato?” you say idiotically, mentally facepalming yourself and giving up on life in general, as the whole class started giggling uncontrollably. Some boys even fell out of their chairs, for dramatic effect of course. You rolled your eyes and giggled too, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em!

You hopefully glanced at Newt and your heart jumped slightly as you saw him chuckling too. Yes, you made him laugh! Well, he was probably laughing at you but you still made him laugh and that was good enough for you.


~Newt’s P.O.V.~

He laughed softly and looked at you through his long lashes. There was no denying it, he had strong feelings for you but he was always too shy to gather the courage to talk to you.
Sighing quietly, he admired your handwriting from his seat, thinking that the tiny letters looked as adorable as you did.


~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

“Please pay attention now (Y/N), I want you to do well,” Dumbledore says gently yet firmly and you nod, relieved that you weren’t getting detention.

Minutes passed and the class returned to its boring state. You sighed and picked up your feathered quill and dipped the tip in ink.
You lazily proceeded to draw on the back of your hand, writing random little phrases and words.


~Newt’s P.O.V.~

He jumped slightly in his seat as he felt a tingling sensation tickling the back of his left hand.
He cautiously looked around to make sure no one else saw his little jump and he peered at his hand. The words I’m so bored appeared on his hand in what appeared to be black ink, as if the letters were being written on with an invisible pen in the air.

He blinked a couple times, utterly confused. What was going on? Were these words reflecting his feelings? He definitely felt bored but this hasn’t happened before?…

He felt tingling again and he quickly looked down.

Lalalalalalalalala was scribbled across the palm of his hand now.
Yeah, these definitely weren’t his thoughts and this was all getting more than a little strange.

He picked up his own quill and dipped it in a vial of ink. He was going to try something…
The tip of his quill moved swiftly across the soft flesh of his hand.


~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

You yelp as you feel tingling on the back of your hand next to your own little scrawls.
You watch in surprise and wonder as delicate little letters appear, spelling out Hello?

Professor Dumbledore turns to you again after hearing your surprised little sound and quirks up an eyebrow.

“What is it this time (Y/N)? Would you like to share with the class why you felt the need to take such a sharp intake of breath?” he smiles kindly as you shake your head furiously, and he resumes his lesson.

Shaking nervously you grip your quill and write on your hand again. All the ink of your precious conversations, if you even call them conversations, was still etched onto your soft flesh.

Hi. What’s going on and who are you? you write.

The tingling comes back.

Beats me, though I must admit this is rather fascinating. Who are you?

No fair, I asked first.

Well, I asked last.

Okay fine, just tell me this; you aren’t some murderer, right?

Oh no, definitely not. If it makes you fell any better I attend Hogwarts and I’m sitting in a rather boring class right now. This is quite the highlight of my day.

Oh thank goodness, I’m at Hogwarts too! Maybe we could try finding each other?

You were slowly starting to inch your way up your arm for you were running out of room on your hand.


~Newt’s P.O.V.~

Well, this is very interesting, he thought as he dipped his quill in ink again.

Or maybe we should keep this anonymous? That way we could talk without feeling awkward around each other. What do you say?

He waits patiently, drumming his fingers on his desk, eagerly waiting for a reply.

Sure! We could be pen pals! Cheesy, I know but it will definitely keep us entertained during boring classes, like the one I’m in right now.

Pen pals it is! Who’s class are you in right now?

Dumbledore. You?

Same, actually! So we have now established that we are also in the same year, how exciting!

Yay, this will definitely be fun. But do you have any idea why all this is even happening?

No idea. But I’m glad I’ve found a new friend, even if I don’t exactly know who you are. I’m terribly sorry if this is getting weird, but I already like you.

Brilliant, I like you already too! And don’t worry, it will definitely get weirder once you’ve seen my doodles. Now, on to more pressing matters; we seem to have run out of space on our left arms, how do we erase all this?!


~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

Turns out that a little bit of soap and water did the trick, no magic was needed. You and your pen pal had become rather close in the next few weeks and you learned that the two of you were of the opposite gender. That made it even more exciting for you in a way.

You always felt like you had a secret, a good secret, making sure to cover up your arms with your robes after a long class.

You were making your way to the nearest washroom to rid your skin of ink when you bumped into Newt on the way.

You blush as you realize who you just crashed into and your hand instinctively pulls down the sleeves of your robes, hiding the smudges of ink and your conversations with your secret friend.

“Ah, sorry about that…” Newt apologizes with a gentle smile.

“It’s fine,” you say quickly and you mentally slap yourself. Great job, the one time you ever talked to your crush and you had to say “I’m fine”? Arg, you always blew it.

Without saying another word, you scurry off to your next class, plop yourself down in your chair and pull out a vial of ink. You try to find a bare spot on your arms and you manage to squeeze in a tiny sentence.


~Newt’s P.O.V.~

He was still blushing after your little encounter and he felt a tingle on his arm as he sat down in the library to study for he was done all his classes for the day.

Hey, we’re like, super tight now right?

He smiles and pulls out his own quill, swiftly replying.

Yeah, I mean, we have been chatting for over a month now. I’d say we’re pretty close and we know quite a bit about each other.

Okay, good because I wanted to ask you for some advice. I have a crush and he’s a dude and since you’re a dude too you know stuff that I don’t, am I right?

Umm, sure? I guess that makes sense.

Well, here I go anyways. So I’ve liked him for quite some time now and I just bumped into him in the hallways but I really couldn’t bring myself to say anything, what should I do?

Blimey, I just met my crush in the hallways a few minutes ago! he wrote, shaking his head in wonder. You two were more alike than he thought.

Ah! Okay, answer my questions later. Tell me all about her!

Well, I’m in the same situation as you. I’ve liked her since I’ve laid eyes on her but I’m too shy to make a move.

I suggest talking to her! How bad can it be? You’ve got to work up some courage and I’m sure you’ll do great! I believe in you!

I could say the same to you! Why don’t we both attempt to talk to our crushes and meet up to see how it went.

Wait, did you just say meet up!?

Yeah, I’d say it’s about time to see each other, wouldn’t you?

Yes!!! I’ve been waiting for this moment! I’m sure you’re lovely!


~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

You agreed to meet up with PP (your nickname for your pen pal) by the main entrance. But before that happened, you had to try to work up the guts to talk to Newt. Yeah, that was the tricky part.

He found you before you saw him.

“Umm hi (Y/N),” he said with a shy grin, his beautiful hair falling like a halo on his head. You stood there like an idiot, no words coming out.

Abort mission! Abort mission! you scream in your head.

“I’m sorry Newt, I can’t talk right now. I need to meet someone.” you blurt before rushing off towards the main entrance.

Well, that failed.
You hold back tears as you run.


~Newt’s P.O.V.~

Well, that failed.
He miserably watched you go and felt something odd in his chest. His breathing got heavier. Did you just reject him or were you just really busy? He couldn’t say.

He finally decided that he should probably go meet his pen pal. At least that would cheer him up.

“Oh, Mr. Scamander! Will you help me move these textbooks to another room?” Professor Dumbledore asks Newt, beckoning him over.

Newt opens his mouth to tell him that he was busy but the professor would hear none of it. Newt sighed and made a mental note to apologize to his pen pal later.


~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

Hello? you write, standing alone by the entrance, finally beginning to calm down after the very one-sided conversation with Newt. You hadn’t meant to seem rude, you just…panicked.
You’ve been waiting for 20 minutes now and no one showed up.

I’m on my way!

A frantic scribble appears next to your sentence and you huff, slightly annoyed yet still tingling with excitement. Even though you had failed to talk to Newt, you were finally going to meet your new friend!

Soon, you hear footsteps running towards you and you turn, only to see Newt panting a couple feet away from you. What was he doing here?

“Hi, Newt. Umm, what are you doing here?” you ask, your voice coming out as a little squeak as he straightens up.

“Uh, I am here to meet someone.”

Your heart fell as he looked away, clearly avoiding eye contact. When would your pen pal show up?


~Newt’s P.O.V.~

Oh no, why was she here? He was even more nervous now than before!
He hastily looked away before blushing furiously, refusing to face her.

The two of you stood opposite to each other, both leaning against the wall, waiting and not daring to speak to each other for you were both nervously shaking.


~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

You frantically pull out your quill and shakily start to write.

Where are you?

A tingle.

I’m here waiting for you!

You blink as the writing appears and your breath hitches in the back of your throat. It couldn’t be…

You and Newt both turn and spontaneously walk towards each other.

You shakily lift up your arm and he does too, like a mirror mimicking your precise movements.

Your arms are now side by side and the words you just exchanged were both printed on your forearms.

You tilt your head up just enough to look at him and your eyes brighten with realization.

“It’s you.” you both murmur at the same time.

you owe me a dinner

requested: please can you do imagine where y/n is on tour with shawn and he proposed to her and then before the Q&A it’s cute and fluffy and shawn goes to Q&A and fans ask about y/n so she goes to shawn and fans see ring and ask about it and shawn is talking about it and y/n says something like “you told it first. you owe me a dinner cute ass” bc they made a deal about who spills the tea about proposal 😊 also sorry for my English bc I’m from Poland 😊


also teen mendes helped me out again 😂😂😂 what would i do without her


“y/n!” shawn burst through the doors of the tour bus. you were laying across the small couch, not really having much to do while shawn was at sound check before his q&a. “come with me m'lady.”

he stretched his hand out to help you off the couch as you giggled at his cheesiness.

“where are you taking me?” you asked, following him out of the now empty tour bus. he led you away from the venue he was due to perform at in 2 hours, and into a small park area.

“let’s take a walk or something, i feel bad i have to perform on your birthday.” he apologized, again. you knew deciding to join him on tour would mean he would be performing on your birthday, and you were okay with it.

“shawn, its fine honestly. as long as i get to see you, i’m fine with it.”

he shook is head, “well i’m not fine with it. it’s your birthday y/n, it only comes around once a year! we’re gonna take a walk.”

you just nodded, interlocking your hands and letting shawn pull you along. thankfully it was a nice day here in new york, the sun was shining as you walked along the deserted pathway.

you loved that even with his busy schedule, shawn always tried to take some time in the day to spend with you. no matter what he was doing.

“i love you,” you sighed, thinking out loud.

he chuckled, “that was random but i love you too,” he kissed your temple.

you admired the scenery around you, the trees were decorated with little fairy lights for when it got dark and there were many gardens full of flowers as you walked along the path. you decided that this place must be busier at night.

in the distance, there was a lady walking her dog coming your way. even from afar, you could tell the dog wasn’t on a leash. shawn noticed too, hoping the dog wouldn’t run to him or else his allergies would act up.

“shawn! that dog is adorable!” you exclaimed, “i so hope it comes here.”

as if on cue, the dog runs towards you barking happily.

“hi!” you crouched down, meeting the small dog. it jumped on you multiple times, excited to see someone new. “aren’t you a cutie?”

the owner of the dog soon caught up to her runway dog, “i’m so sorry, she likes to escape sometimes. there’s usually nobody here at this time so i bring her without the leash.”

you were too busy playing with the puppy to answer, but shawn was quick to answer the elderly woman.

“oh no worries, as you can tell my girlfriend loves dogs. we don’t mind.” he said, smiling down at you and the dog.

“oh it’s very clear, she’s adorable. so what brings you to this path at this time of day? it’s normally empty.” the lady tried making small talk with shawn while you were pre occupied. he told the lady why he brought you here, speaking in a low voice so you wouldn’t hear him.

“okay girl, its time to go.” the woman called to the dog. “this cute couple needs some alone time.” she picked the dog up from your hands as it whimpered, not wanting to leave. you didn’t want it to leave either.

“bye! thanks for letting me play with your adorable dog.” you said as the lady continued in the opposite direction of the two of you.

as you walked along the path, shawn shoved his free hand in his pack pocked. sighing in relief seconds after.

“everything okay?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“oh what? yeah,” he said. “i was just checking to make sure i had my phone.”

you nodded, knowing fully well his phone was on the bus still, but you said nothing of it. it was probably nothing.

shawn released his grip on your hand, suddenly stopping a few feet behind you. you hadn’t noticed at first, you were to engrossed in the scenery around you.

“y/n,” he called, you barely heard him his voice was so soft. you turned around, greeted with shawn on one knew in front of you. you covered your mouth with your right hand, tears already welling up in your eyes. he grabbed your free hand quickly before beginning to talk.

“i was gonna do this tonight on stage but i couldn’t wait another minute. y/n when i first saw you at geoff’s birthday party i was left speechless because you were beyond gorgeous. i asked you out that night and lucky for me you said yes and i will never forget that. you gave me a chance and showed me beautiful things i never would’ve seen without you, when i fell in love with you it felt like magic and i want to make you feel the same now will you give me another chance but to let me show you unimaginable things this time and marry me?”

you simply nodded, not being able to form proper words or sentences right now. you held your left hand out for him to slip the beautiful ring on, as he did. both your smiles were probably the widest they have ever been.

“i love you,” you finally managed to get out, smashing your lips onto his. once you pulled away, he pulled you into him, kissing the top of your head multiple times. you stayed in his embrace for what seemed like hours until your phone started ringing.

sighing, you pulled away from shawn to check the caller ID. it was andrew, most likely looking for shawn. you put it on speaker before it connected.


“y/n where is shawn?” andrew asked, “he needs to be at the q and a in 30 minutes!”

shawn’s eyes widened, completely forgetting about the q&a.

“sorry andrew, we’ll be there. we just took a walk for a bit.”

andrew sighed, saying goodbye and hanging up the phone. you stuffed your phone into your back pocket and reconnected your hand with shawn’s.

as you walked, you admired the ring that now had a permanent place on your left hand. it was stunning, it was exactly what you wanted.

“do you like it?” shawn asked, noticing you admiring it. “if you don’t we can change it.”

“no,” you smiled, shaking your head. “it’s perfect. i love it, it’s exactly how i pictured it to be. i’m glad you didn’t wait until later to do this.”

“me too,” he smiled. “but are we gonna announce it right away?”

“well everyone on the team is going to see it, but maybe we could have a little fun with announcing it.” you smirked.

“oh yeah? like what?”

“well,” you grinned, a plan was already forming. “whoever spills about the engagement first before announcing it, owes the other person a dinner.”

“oh you’re on!” shawn exclaimed.

you arrived at the venue quicker than expected, the two of you entering through the back and finding your way to shawn’s dressing room.

“sorry i’m late!” shawn said as the two of you burst through the doors. “we got a little distracted.”

you blushed, smiling at the ground.

“i’ll say,” geoff interrupted. “y/n is that new?” he motioned to the ring shawn had placed on your finger only minutes ago.

shawn nodded, “i couldn’t wait until later, she was playing with this dog and i just had to do it.

“congrats man!”

the crew in the dressing room congratulated the two of you multiple times. you told them you weren’t announcing it right away when they tried to take videos of you for instagram and snapchat.

“i hate to break this up,” andrew interrupted. “but shawn you have to go to the q&a.”

he nodded, quickly kissing you before exiting the room with the rest of his team leaving you alone in the dressing room.

not even 10 minutes later, geoff appeared at the door, letting you know shawn wanted you to come out there. apparently the fans had asked about you.

you followed him to the small room where the q&a was being held, the room erupted in screams once you walked in.

you shyly waved, unfortunately you already forgot about the ring and you waved with your left hand.

“hey, a few of them wanted to say happy birthday.” shawn said, wrapping his arm around you as you stood next to the table where he sat.

“thank you.” you blushed, not enjoying having this much attention plus almost 100 cameras on you.

shawn picked a girl near the front to ask a question.

“this one is actually for y/n,” she said. “is that an engagement ring on your finger?”

you looked at shawn, hoping he would answer. mostly because you didn’t like to talk in front of so many people, but you also wanted a free dinner.

“it actually is,” he beamed as the crowed erupted in cheers yet again. you listened as he told them the details of what happened, so much for keeping it a secret.

“also shawn,” you butted in once he finished the story. “you told first.”

his eyes widened, “oh shit, so much for that.”

“tough luck,” you patted his chest. “you owe me a dinner babe.”

New Man

Originally posted by myachaelclifford

A/N: I can’t remember the last time I wrote about Luke, but what I do know is that he needs some love

     You sat inside the car waiting for Luke to show up. The snow falling outside only seemed to grow stronger and you turned the heat on and the radio up just a bit. Your eyes darted towards the clock on the dashboard and you sighed in annoyance. “Typical,” you quietly spat, shaking your head at how late Luke was. You began to chew on your bottom lip and whipped out your phone. There was no sense in calling Luke. He usually showed up on his own time and you somehow found yourself always accepting this fact about him. Though you shouldn’t accept it. Luke never seemed to care when you had things to do or somewhere to be. You continued to mutter under your breath in anger. Luke had been the one to choose the time and the fact that he was late irked you even more. 

After about twenty minutes you were ready to start the car back up and head home, but then you saw Luke’s car pull up next to yours in the lot. You watched with squinted eyes as he turned the car off and quickly got out in a hurry. He jogged to your door and knocked on the window. You inhaled and slowly exhaled before rolling the window down. “You’re late,” you said in monotone. 

“Meeting ran later than expected,” he replied. You rolled your eyes at his words and his head dipped down so he was looking you in the eye. “Hey to you too,” he chuckled. You gave him a look and Luke’s smile faded. “Alright I’m sorry I was late,” he sighed, “I should’ve called.” You nodded in agreement and unlocked the door. Luke opened the door to the backseat and he smiled once more. A bigger smile that he had once held for you. You closely watched him from the review mirror. “Hey princess,” he cooed, unbuckling the one year old baby from her car seat. His finger brushed over her plump cheeks making her stir a bit from sleep. “Did you miss daddy?” he mumbled, pulling the beanie down on her head more so that her ears wouldn’t get cold. 

“You’re not taking the car seat?” you questioned, noticing that he was picking her up. Luke shook his head at your question.

“I bought one so we wouldn’t have to keep trading this one back and forth,” he replied. Your eyebrows rose in surprise. You didn’t expect Luke to buy a car seat of his own. Then again you didn’t expect a lot of things from him. He grabbed the baby bag then stood and shut the door. You unbuckled yourself and got out the car to say goodbye. 

“So I have a date tomorrow,” you told Luke. He became quiet for a second then continued to baby talk to the child. Luke turned his back towards you and walked towards his car to buckle her in. “I just thought you should know and I was thinking I’d let him finally meet Raine,” you said. This caught Luke’s attention and his head flew up and he looked at you as if you were crazy.

“There’s no way in hell that’s happening,” Luke spat, placing the stuffed elephant next to Raine. 

“I wasn’t asking for your permission. I was telling you what was going to happen,” you said. “We’ve been together for two months and I think it’s about time he’s met her.”

“Two months? How am I just now finding out about this!?!” Luke questioned, you watched him blow out air from his nose. The fog of it showing in the air. 

“You don’t need to know what I do in my personal time,” you scoffed, “The only reason I’m telling you now is because I want him to meet her.” Luke shook his head fast, his hands stuffing in his pockets to warm them.

“And I’m telling you there’s no way you’re going to let some other man near my baby,” Luke confidently said. 

“Our baby, but it was okay for your ex-girlfriend to meet her and not alright for my boyfriend to? If things are getting serious it’s bound to happen,” you reminded him.

“My ex meeting Raine was different,” he argued back. The two of you had a stare down for a few seconds. 

“That wasn’t different and you know it… look I didn’t come here to argue. My boyfriend’s meeting her so end of discussion. I’ll see you Tuesday night,” you told him, voice strong as can be. Luke’s jaw clenched and he watched with fire in his eyes as you leaned down to kiss your baby girl goodbye. You whispered something to her before pulling away. “Have fun,” you said to the both of them, giving Luke a small smile before heading back to your own car. Luke waved goodbye and before you knew it he was in his car and driving off.

     The smell of spices wafted around your home and music was blasting through the speakers. You couldn’t help but to feel at ease. With Raine being with Luke for a few days that gave you the opportunity to spend quality time with your boyfriend. You had decided on cooking for your date and just have a night in. It was only to help the two of you put a rest to spending money each time you went out. “Middle of the Night” by The Vamps started to play and you began to dance a bit as you cooked. You shuffled over to the stove to stir the rice and meat mixture. In your haste to cook and clean your home, you had only managed to get your makeup done. The dining table was set with candles resting in the center. All you had left to do was place the mixture in some bell peppers and pop it in the oven.

Just as you were placing the dinner into the oven there was a knock at your door. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and you glanced at the clock. You hadn’t noticed time going by so fast. “JUST A MINUTE!” you shouted, closing the oven door and running to a mirror to make yourself look a bit presentable. You walked over to the door and opened it. “Hi!” you chirped.

“Hey. Am I early?” Scott asked, looking down at your lazy day attire. You quickly shook your head.

“No, no I’m just running late,” you said, “Come in!” You opened the door even more and Scott walked in. He laughed in amusement at how frazzled you seemed. 

“I brought wine and dessert,” Scott smiled, following you into the kitchen. “It smells great. What are you making?” he hummed. You muttered a thanks and began to look in the cupboards for some glasses. Once they were found you opened the wine bottle and poured the liquid. Handing one over to Scott, you sipped on yours for a second. 

“Stuffed bell peppers and roasted potatoes,” you replied. 

“Oh that sounds like heaven and good too because I’m starving,” he commented. You laughed in response and lifted the glass to drink some more of the wine.  

“I’m gonna get dressed so make yourself at home,” you told him, grabbing your glass and quickly racing to your bedroom. Once inside you began to strip from your clothes and get into the ones you had laid out on the bed. As you were placing on your shoes you noticed an old picture of you and Luke looking happily at each other. It was rested between two other pictures on your nightstand. In one quick movement you had snatched the picture from its spot and dropped it inside the drawer. 

“She’s cute isn’t she?” you smiled. Your words had startled Scott and he jumped in his spot before turning towards you. He had been looking at a picture of you and Raine. 

“Yeah-she looks adorable. How old is she again?” he questioned, walking over to you and giving you a kiss.

“One and for a toddler that barely knows more than ten words she will talk your ear off,” you joked. Your hand slid down to grab Scott’s and you pulled him towards the couch. 

“Well she sounds lovely,” he said, resting his hand on your knee. “How was your day?” Scott questioned, drinking some more of the alcohol. You made a tiny noise that could be considered a whimper and his eyes crinkled in curiosity. “That bad?” he laughed, draping his arm over the couch. 

“More so frustrating. It was like everyone that came in had a stick up their butt or something,” you sighed. You hummed then shook the thoughts from your head. “What about you?” you asked.

“Much better now that I’m seeing you,” Scott said. You smiled at his words and moved closer to him. “You know what’ll take your mind off your bad day?” he said. 

“Hmm what?” you smiled, biting onto your bottom lip. Scott had moved closer to you too and his eyes were flickering from your eyes to your lips. 

“Some kissing and cuddling,” he whispered, dipping his head low to give you two quick pecks. You grinned at his words and pulled him into another kiss. His hand moved to rest at your hip and you moved closer even more as the kiss grew a lot more passionate. The sounds of you two kissing echoed around the living room and the tension in the room became heated. Not too long after you were straddling Scott and the two of you had began an intense make out. Breaths shallow, hands roaming, and lips trailing across your skin. You knew at some point you’d have to pull away to take the food out the oven, but as for now you were enjoying this. Scott pulled away from the kiss and his mouth attached at your neck. You let out a soft moan as he sucked on a sweet spot. Your body going slack against his in pleasure. 

There was a loud knock on the door and the kissing stopped for a second. “Ignore it,” you gasped, leaning down to kiss along Scott’s jaw. You rocked your hips against his and he was the one to moan this time. Another knock sounded out around the apartment, but it was longer this time. 

“I think you should get that,” Scott chuckled. You groaned in response and your head fell into the crook of his neck in defeat. A sigh left your lips and you climbed off of him. 

“Can you take the food out the oven while I answer that,” you softly requested, giving him one more kiss before heading to the door. You straightened out your clothes once you were in front of the door. Once you unlocked the door you opened it, the smile on your face fading as your eyes came in contact with the very familiar blue ones. 

You couldn’t believe your eyes, but there leaning against your door frame with a smirk on his lips was Luke.

anonymous asked:

I love your blog! Too shy to send a request before though. Can you write something about the chocobros stealing kisses from their s/o when they're not allowed to. My bf is having tonsillitis and he won't allow me to kiss him to prevent the infection from spreading. But it's hard and I've tried to kiss him so many times that he just wear a mask around me now, except when he's sleeping so I kiss him a lot when we wake up and now I have tonsillitis too. Worth it. Thank you in advance ☺️

First off, thank you so much! I loved this request. Second, that is the cutest thing I have ever heard. You and your bf sound absolutely adorable. I hope you enjoy these scenarios!


You coughed into your tissue, tugging your blanket closer around your shoulders. Noctis sat beside you on the couch, flipping through channels on the television, and frowned. He scooted closer and rested his chin on your shoulder, which was made several inches thicker by your blanket shield.

You turned to him, puffy eyed and red-nosed. “What?”

He just looked at you with those baby blue eyes. You swore he made them glisten on purpose to get you to feel bad for him.

“Babe, I told you, no kisses,” you frowned, pressing your index finger to his forehead and pushing him away. “You’re gonna get sick. And you can’t, you’re the prince and you have an important—” your hands went up in the air dramatically when you lost your words, “thing you have to attend with the king in a few days. You can’t risk getting infected by me.”

“I hate those ceremonies,” he groaned, leaning his back against the couch. “They’re always so boring and go on forever.”

You should have known he would have tried this, but at that second, Noctis leapt onto you and pressed his lips against yours, kissing you far too deeply to be healthy at the given moment, and you pushed on his shoulders playfully when he didn’t immediately try to pull away.

When he eventually moved, he had a sly grin on his face. “Maybe I can call in sick and we can just spend the day together.”

You rolled your eyes, but scooted closer to him. “You big goof.”


You hated being bed ridden. It was infuriating, having no strength to get out of bed to even go to the kitchen to get yourself a cup of tea. You tried sitting up, but your bones absolutely ached. This fever was trying its damnedest to kill you.

Prompto came in with a damp cloth, pressing it to your forehead. “Here, babe, this’ll help,” he said, smoothing your hair away from your face. You sighed under his touch.

“Thank you for helping me, Prom. I really appreciate it.”

“No biggie,” he shrugged. Then he wiggled his eyebrows. “How about a thank you kiss?”

You stared at him, unblinking. “You do realize I have a fever of over a hundred, right?”

He blinked. “Are fevers contagious?”

“Gonna have to be firm on this one,” you stated. “Sorry, Prom.”

He whined, flopping backwards dramatically on the bed. “Oh, I think I’m dying too.”

“Prompto, get up, you’re squishing my legs.”

“How can I ever go on, I feel my body slowly being drained of life. If only someone out there could give me the cure to this disease, a simple kiss—”

He sat up onto his elbows briefly to gage your reaction. You were still frowning. He flopped back down.

“Looks like I’m going to die here on this bed. Tell my parents I love them, and that at my funeral I want there to be a hoard of chocobos…”

You sighed and forced your self up, and leaned over to give him a kiss. His hand immediately came up and held your head in place, keeping your mouth on his. You let out a moan and tapped his forearm when he tried to deepen it.

“Wow,” he breathed once you pulled away. “I feel miraculously better.”

You didn’t want to admit it, but you kind of did too.


You sighed. It was day five of you being sick, and while you were getting better, you’d lost your voice. A combination of a lingering cold as well as laryngitis decided to get the best of you, and you were on the mend.

You were grateful that Gladio was around to help you out around the house, but not being able to talk around him did have its disadvantages. Your doctor had put you on strict voice rest and said that you were not allowed to talk, and had to drink a special herbal tea to help soothe your throat.

“Hey babe,” Gladio called from the kitchen. “I have your tea ready for you over here.”

You got up from the blanket pile you’d created on the couch and shuffled over. You were wearing one of his hoodies that was far too big for you, cotton pajama pants and house slippers. You looked like an absolute mess, but he still regarded you with adoring eyes.

He handed over the mug and you nodded your head in thanks.

You took a sip and noticed that he was still looking at you. You cocked an eyebrow. As you did this, he made a kissy face at you. You shook your head, pointing at the mug and then pointing to your face. You were sick, and you didn’t want him catching your germs.

He kept making that silly kissing face and moved closer to you. You whined and nudged his face away, setting your mug down so as not to spill the tea everywhere. But he was persistent, making sillier and sillier faces to try and get you to laugh.

“Come on babe,” he wrapped his arms around your waist and made loud, over the top kissing noises in your ear. “Gimme some sugar.”

You laughed, and it came out as a coarse sound that hurt your throat. In that moment of vulnerability, Gladio laid one on you with a loud mmmmuah.

You blushed and buried your face in his chest. His laugh rumbled through you, and you just held him tighter to hide the smile that was hurting your cheeks.


It was flu season and it had claimed you as its victim. You didn’t get sick often, but when you did, Ignis always waited on your hand and foot. You protested of course, but it fell on deaf ears as he went around your apartment, tidying things up and getting whatever it was that you needed.

He checked your temperature with an at-home thermometer. “You know what would help?” he said, stroking his chin in thought. “I’m going to run you a bath.”

You sat up to tell him that it would be too much effort, but he was already gone, disappeared into the bathroom. You heard the faucet start, and sighed, sinking back into your pillows.

After a few minutes, he came back. “Come, love,” he came to your side and easily scooped you up in his arms. You squealed as he hiked you up a little higher in his grip. “I’ve put some epsom salts in the bath for you. A good soak will do wonders.”

Ignis helped you undress (with more protesting on your part), and lowered you into the tub. You sank in until only your head was above water, loving the feeling of the warm water all around you.

“This is perfect,” you admitted, allowing yourself to relax. “Thank you, Iggy. You’re too good to me.”

“Hardly,” he replied, sitting next to the tub and smoothing your hair away from your face. “You know I would do anything for you.”

You closed your eyes and leaned your head back. Just then, you felt a pair of lips quickly pecking yours. You opened your eyes and frowned at Ignis.

“You’ll get sick if you do that,” you chastised half-heartedly. He shrugged, a small smile gracing his features.

“It’s a risk I’m willing to take,” he replied, and he kissed you again.

Dating / Riverdale

Dating Archie Andrews Would Include:
• Wearing his varsity jacket, always.
• Him often singing you to sleep.
• Being there at every football game, cheering him on.
• Him being there for your important events, screaming ‘That’s my girl.’
• Laying in bed with him at night, enjoying each other’s company.
• Hella cringe/cute nicknames for each other.
• Calling him by his real name, Archibald, when he’s done something wrong.
• Rough car sex?? Yes??
• Sneaky music room kisses.
• Him always having to touch you, Arms around shoulder, waist, lips.
• Walking to school every morning.
• Him often surprising you at work.
• Always getting into trouble with him.
• Writing songs about you.
• Sneaking into his room late a night when he’s ‘grounded.’
• Dinner at Pops’ as its your go to place.
• Having known him and Juggie since you were kids.
• Kissing the scar between his brows when he’s angry.
• Sex, always, anywhere, anytime.

Dating Jughead Jones Would Include:
• ‘Borrowing’ his beanie and wearing it always.
• Being absolute smartasses with each other.
• Him reading his novel or newsletter entries to you.
• Playing with his hair whilst he writes.
• Kissing always, PDA even at its minimalist.
• Finding out Juggie is asexual and loving him just the same.
• Holding hands whenever you’re out.
• Jughead being protective over you whenever you’re out and about.
• Him living with you and your parents.
• Your parents absolutely adoring him and his quirky attitude.
• Movie marathons.
• Conspiracy Theory marathons that leave you two talking to each other in the early hours of the morning.
• Date night at Pop’s.
• FP Jones approving of your relationship as you’re also looking out for his son.
• Sarcasm wars? Always.
• Helping him and Betty with solving Jason’s murder.
• Kissing him just to shut him up when he’s ranting about something.

Dating an Alive Jason Blossom Would Include:
• Wearing his varsity jacket, loud and proud.
• Being a River Vixen alongside Cheryl and getting along with each other.
• Him always checking you out during practise and vice versa.
• Helping each other study, often leading to make out sessions.
• Sneaky locker room sex.
• Him defying his parents to date you.
• The Blossoms slowly coming around to accepting you as they notice you’re bettering their son.
• Being there for all of his games, whether it’s football or water polo.
• Being his little cheerleader.
• Dates by Sweetwater River.
• Being the power couple of Riverdale.
• Him sneaking out at night to see you and vice versa.
• Him being extremely jealous whenever another male talks to you.
• Him finding it so hard to believe he got so lucky with you?? Yes??
• Him buying you little gifts time to time because he adores the look of shock on your face.
• Him also adoring your face when you’re all flustered.
• Sex against a Maple Tree as a silent (not so silent) ‘fuck you’ to the Blossoms when they refused to acknowledge your relationship.
• Talking late at night about the future and your future together.
• Him being the first one to tell you he loves you.

Dating Betty Cooper Would Include:
• Wearing each other’s clothes because you sleepover too much to remember whose is which.
• PDA?? A lot of kissing in public. Yes.
• Meeting her through Archie and instantly clicking.
• Her being hella kinky.
• Roleplay? So much roleplay.
• Helping her cope with her relationship with her parents.
• Being there for her when Polly gives birth.
• Not being afraid to get into a fistfight when people from school make comments about your relationship.
• The two of you constantly pranking Archie or Juggie.
• Calling her Elizabeth when she’s annoyed you.
• Assisting her and Jughead with solving Jason’s murder.
• Making out in the editorial room when you’re supposed to be helping her write a new column.
• Being River Vixens and the team being supportive of you two.
• Not being afraid to speak your mind when her parents are being out of line.
• Your parents adoring Betty.
• Being the first to say ‘I love you’.

Dating Veronica Lodge Would Include:
• Dates at the spa.
• Shopping for lingerie together.
• Spoiling each other.
• Making sure everyone knew you two were an item.
• Hermione loving you just as much as Ronnie.
• Supporting her during her fights with her mom.
• Supporting her with problems regarding her dad.
• Calling her Ronald to annoy her.
• She’s dominate AF.
• Loving it when she’s wearing her pearls and only her pearls.
• Shopping sprees.
• Sex in the change rooms.
• Flirting nonstop. Sexual tension always.
• Ronnie being very jealous of any girl or guy that gets too friendly with you.
• Cheesy Pick up lines.
• Surprising you with flowers.
• So. Much. PDA.
• Getting into fights with people who make inappropriate comments.
• Her patching you up and kissing your forehead after she’s done.
• She’s hella kinky cmon now.

Dating Cheryl Blossom Would Include:
• Her spoiling you all time.
• Being the Power couple of Riverdale.
• Aggressively protective over you.
• Being best friends with Jason.
• Her getting her red lipstick stains all over your skin and clothes.
• Helping her deal with her parents.
• Supporting her through Jason’s death and vice versa. (If dead)
• Being the three musketeers with her and Jason.
• Fancy dinners.
• Sleepovers.
• Sleepovers but not a lot of sleep.
• Talking about your future together almost every night.
• Checking her out whilst she’s practicing with her River Vixens.
• Getting possessive when girls get too close to her.
• Dates by Sweetwater river.
• Running the Maple business with her once her dad passes it over.
• Constantly laughing together over the littlest things.
• Your parents being weary at first about your relationship due to her family.
• Your parents slowly accepting Cheryl and vice versa.


I include Jason Blossom because he’s my beautiful ginger boy !!
Requests are open 💕

Shoutout to my girl @Bicuriousbarnes for assisting 💓

Bridie x

(BMC) Pride Month headcanons, pt 2: RichJake

Part 2 is here (and queer ;)
Next will be Canolan! If that’s what it’s called… ^^“

-Rich is aggressively bisexual
-After he gets rid of the squip, he takes initiative and re-dyes his red streak purple
-In fact, if he’s not wearing some form of blue, pink or purple on him at all times he considers it a felony
-Pride to him is the best reason to dress like that from head to toe
-He and Michael go way out when it comes to expressing themselves
-Their boyfriends are,,, a little more hesitant
-Jeremy occasionally wears a bisexual button
-As well as a ‘I’m Heere & Queer’ shirt Rich and Michael helped make for him
-But Jake
-Jake hasn’t found a label yet that feels right for him
-He’s dating Rich, sure, and damn if he doesn’t love him to the moon and back
-But he’s never been into any other guy before?
-And he still thinks girls are pretty great?
-And although he loves Rich he’s not sure if he could do anything in bed with him??
-And although he likes girls he’s not sure if he could be with them /out/ of bed???
-It’s an ongoing journey for him
-And he doesn’t want to buy any merch or slap a label onto himself before he’s 100% sure who he is
-So he spends most of his time at Pride just wandering around, talking to people, and getting hit on
-Y'know, because he’s too hot
-(Hot damn)
-Rich gets really jealous whenever this happens
-He’s decided that the only solution is to wrap his arm around Jake at random intervals
-Jake thinks its adorable
-Like, he’ll just be talking to someone, and bam! Suddenly a hand with purple-blue-pink nails is around his waist
-Rich is shit at painting his nails
-He usually has Chloe do it for him
-If Chloe can’t, he calls Michael
-Michael is a good go-to considering that he has a lot of bi-oriented clothing that he buys each year for Jeremy 'just in case’
-Rich borrows it all the time
-(And rarely gives it back)
-Jake thinks he looks really nice in it
-Well, the actual word he uses is 'dapper’, but Rich has learned to decipher his grandpa-like speech
-Jake drives them all to Pride
-He has the biggest car and is the mom friend™
-He’s also the one found more often than not helping Rich get glitter out of his hair after the parade
- 'I told you not to stand so near to the glitter-throwers, dude.’
'Thut uuuup.’
-Once Rich falls asleep in Jake’s car on the way home
-Jake doesn’t have the heart to move him
-Rich sleeps very little
-And when he does, he has nightmares
-Seeing him curled up in the backseat, peaceful and snoring, is too rare an event to wreck
-So Jake just goes to his house, takes some pillows and blankets, goes back to the car and sleeps with him there
-It’s the best night of sleep he’s ever had

Touch // Spencer Reid

The Senses: Hearing / Taste 

A/N: Just a short little piece written at 4 am. I’ve been thinking about physical affection a lot lately. I apologize for any typos or for how shitty this turns out to actually be once I wake up tomorrow and actually fully process what I’ve written.

Originally posted by sweetg

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Originally posted by ksjknj

19 “can I hold your hand?” and 37 “can I kiss you? + namjoon + harry potter au

part of a request from anon for the 100 ways to say ily drabble game!

➾ Summary: Namjoon is down with a very unique curse, but it turns out to be a blessing in disguise. 

➾ word count: 2.6k, fluff

“_____, it’s Namjoon, again.” Jimin’s frantic voice lights up your fireplace, and you stop in the middle of your essay, quill poised in the air. You really, really have to finish this last sentence before getting distracted, but the growing heat of the flames emanating from the fireplace draws your attention insistently.

“I swear, what is it this time?” You turn to face the brief outline of Jimin’s face in the flames, and even though it’s blurry due to each and every leap of the embers, concern is etched deeply into the Hufflepuff’s features.

“There’s no time, we’re in Potions now! Hurry, please!!!” The flames die down before you have a chance to protest, to ask if this is really a life or death issue. Instead you heave a sigh and gather your blue robe around your shoulders, already having an inkling of the disaster that lay ahead. Namjoon and Potions is not a good combination, you’d learned over the past 4 years. He may be the brightest wizard of his age, excelling in topics like Arithmancy and Ancient Runes, but throw him an intensive hands on subject like Potions and Kim Namjoon is equivalent to a troll in a china shop.

In fact, he’s so bad at Potions that he got held back a year, so he’s the only fifth year student taking Potions at fourth year level. As you start to near the dungeons where the Potions classrooms are, you hear a boisterous voice vehemently protest against a chorus of accusations, and you already know even before entering that Jeon Jeongguk has a part to play in this mess. Bracing yourself for the ordeal ahead, you fling open the heavy wooden doors and immediately duck for cover. 

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dont-use-anymore  asked:

stenbrough headcanons? im sorry but itS MY ABSOLUTE SHIT 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻

-They hold hands a lot
-Bill likes to run his fingers through Stan’s curls when they are laying in Bill’s room listening to music
-Stan is the first person to stand up for Bill when someone makes fun of his stutter
-Bill likes to go Bird watching with Stan even though he knows nothing about birds. When Stan sees one that he really likes and he starts talking about it Bill tries to listen but always ends up just looking at him in awe because he thinks it’s adorable how passionate that Stan is about them.
-They will go to the barrens and Stan will bring a book for Bill to read out loud to him (to try and help with his stutter) and when Bill messes up or stutters a word Stan will squeeze his hand and wait for him to get it
-Georgie loves Stan and Stan does things like help him with his homeowork and build Lego houses with him.
-They never his there realtionship from the other losers and when they first started dating they just showed up at the Barrens holding hands and everyone was quiet until Richie said “Well it’s about damn time”
-Bill brings Stan reese’s pieces everyday for lunch because he knows that they are his favorite candy
-When no one is around they call each other “Stanny” and “Billy”
-Every time Stan says “I hate you” to Bill he knows that it really means “I love you”
-Stan and Georgie are the only people besides Bill that are allowed to ride Silver
-Every time one of them has some sort of small food (popcorn, peanuts, candy) they will do the “Try to through into the other persons mouth” game until all the food they were eating ends up on the floor
-Do not mess with Stan in front of Bill unless you want your arm broken
-Bill has had many black eyes after standing up for Stan to Henry Bowers
-Every time this happens Stan will hold an ice packet to his eye and give him kisses all over his face while telling him “How brave he thinks he is”

it’s 1am nd i’m out here thinking about how whenever mj sits beside jinjin he’s always touching his leg. and not even in like a romantic way just in a “hey we’re friends” way. nd it’s just so natural for them?? like he does it every time and jinjin isn’t (or doesn’t seem) upset or uncomfortable it’s just a casual thing for them, it’s become normal. and that’s so cute that they’re so close and comfortable with one another that mj literally grabbing jinjin’s thigh is casual bc i doubt there’s very many people he would let do that. it’s just adorable that each time he wants to say something to jinjin and get his attention he just reaches for his leg like “hey pay attention to me”. and jinjin always listens whenever he does it bc he knows by now that it’s mj’s way of trying to make sure he’s listening. i just love myungjin’s friendship so much nd i should be sleeping but here i am crying over it instead.

small things about namjoon that are nice:

-the thing he always does when hes wearing long sleeves n he pulls the sleeves over his hands
-pokes his own dimples at fansignings
-inevitably always next to jin in videos
-sometimes when his voice is used too much n its all croaky and low!!!!!
-can’t cook even if he tried
-gets embarrassed by the members but still smiles n adores them (u can see it in his face too its cute damn it)
-studied philosophy to get a better understanding of people & so he can make hyyh better
-his general interest in literature and life and his awareness of the world
-always talking to the lady staff in the bg of bangtan bombs & making them laugh
-at the end of each concert he’ll say something n for each country/state that hes in it’ll be something different and special to those fans
-his love for younha

dating kim samuel

summary: what would dating kim samuel be like?


  • your relationship is probs likely to start off in an arcade
  • like maybe accidentally getting ur pokemon plushies mixed up?? LIKEDHCHEE
  • then you both continue to see each other
  • turns out for your first anniversary samuel takes you back to that arcade and u both reenact ur date :’)
  • god bless
  • you both would be super hot 
  • hottest couple in the century aye
  • samuels such a shy bean, even being with each other for months and years
  • he still gets shy
  • lots of:
  • “oH MY GOD”s around the apartment
  • too many 
  • frequent back hugs and kisses
  • being samuels #1 fan. literally. if you hear anyone saying that u will fite
  • “babe! you’re my number 1 fan in my heart, okay? dont be jealous”
  • “yah, samuel, im not jealous” >_<
  • lots of like cute ass names
  • like babe, angel, u get the basics
  • sometimes you have inside jokes and jokey sorta nicknames
  • like mickey and minnie?? yKNOw get it get it kKEKEKE
  • you both would be shy to do pda, but still kiss for like new years n christmas
  • that he would walk around the apartment SHIRTLESS???
  • its to the point where you both are super comfortable around each other
  • he’d just walk around shirtless
  • “you like it, dont you?!”
  • “I DONT!”
  • “babe, i saw you squealing over my fancams, dont need to lie ;)”
  • likes to wink to you a lot
  • you wear his clothes
  • a lot
  • big, baggy, and warm
  • lots of snuggling at night
  • you both tend to be either the big or smol spoon, cause you like hugging samuel
  • probably almost broke your skull one time bc u slammed ur head on samuels back rip
  • likes to take u to gym sessions
  • both working out
  • but u dont bc food
  • staying up at 3am, either eating or talking bout deep stuff
  • he enjoys your company
  • tells u secrets about his p101 hyungs
  • ALSO
  • “yah, turn off daniel hyungs camera :(”
  • gets jealous that ur p101 bias isnt him
  • lets be real, u tease him.
  • “jHHCHDH samuel baby i was just joking!! i love u”
  • “i heard you say that u love guanlin more…”
  • smol kisses
  • “i’ll miss u while you’re at work.. do well for me sammie!”
  • “dont call me that >_< i lOVE YOU Y/N!”
  • when he leaves for practice and when you leave for work, you both are super dramatic, like pretending you’re letting go of samuel like rose did for jack in the titanic lmfao
  • its cute tho
  • watching him practice
  • so much cheering
  • “hey y/n, what colour should i dye my hair next?”
  • “pink? try danie-”
  • arcade dates, duh
  • “LOOK AT THAT! its your fave pokemon at the machine! i’ll get you-”
  • “sam, i hAVE TOO MCUH ON MY BED”
  • “then get a bigger one!”
  • you: ;-; help me lord
  • you like to tease him about him when he was in p101
  • “…y/n, we spoke about this”
  • ur like that couple that RARELy FIGhts, why would u both fighttt
  • if you did
  • it will be very heartbreaking for the both of you as young kids (lol sowee)
  • the fights would probably be about like jealousy, if you notice a girl going on samuel and he doesnt do anything about it and vice versa
  • could be something more serious
  • if its about your job or something
  • it would result into you having a break
  • you would stay around your best friends house
  • as samuel stayed home
  • he’d talk to his hyungs for advice
  • tbh its a very rare shocking experience
  • like examples of probably what you’d say:
  • “gosh, do you do anything right?!”
  • “y/n/samuel, it’s not what it looks like..”
  • “leave me alone, im doing work”
  • “I just need time alone, would you PLEASE leave me alone?” harsh tones are being heard
  • “for god’s sake, why does everything have to be about you? someone else is with you, it’s not just about you all the time!”
  • you both wouldnt argue or shout that loud, but if it was serious then it might happen
  • you steal his clothes
  • all the time
  • “yah! y/n!”
  • “i looked at your insta, i saw you wearing my shirt..”
  • “iTS COMFY OKAY..”
  • speaking of insta
  • you both are couPLE AESTHETICSSS
  • samuel loves matching clothes with you
  • he finds it adorable
  • he would spoil the fuck outta you
  • if you eyed something, he would get it
  • “samuel no, it costs like freaking 5000 dollars why-”
  • “i’ll get it bc i love you!!”
  • “….and i never treat you :(( i cant even get you the new pokemon cards”
  • “you cheesy freak… JCHHE WHY DO I LOVE YOU SO MUCH”
  • “bc im kim samuel, duh”
  • “ofc *sigh*”
  • samuel flexes his muscles quite often
  • this one time
  • he knows u like puppies
  • being the cheesy cute ass he is, he decides to get u one as your birthday, christmas or whatever anniversary gift
  • “oHMYGOD”
  • “SAMUEL!”
  • samuel gets attacked with kisses
  • “keke, calm down babe! it’s a gift..”
  • you have always said when you passed pet stores that you’ve wanted one
  • but your attention is to the pup now, not to the other pup sammy
  • “do i need to get rID OF THAT”
  • “what!! its my baby im feeding it..”
  • “yah, you only call me ur baby” !^_^!
  • “sHHH samuel its sleeping”
  • “y/N!”
  • samuel loves you a lot
  • also
  • theres gonna be more than 50 i love yous. thats how much sammy boi loves you
  • ALSO hates it when you call him “sammy boy” and “sammy”
  • very encouraging
  • “dont be stressed my love! you are doing so well, you can do this for me ok? fighting !!”
  • protective af.
  • “dont touch her, shes mine.”
  • “chill sam, i was hugging her!” from daehwi
  • his hyungs love you too
  • “only I can love her, idiots.”
  • “y/n! did you eat breakfast?”
  • silence…
  • “oh god, you’re cold right? im holding your hand and you are freaking pale. here.”
  • hands you his jacket
  • “see, its winter. who wears vests in the winter? pabo..”
  • treats you like a queen
  • you’re his number #1
  • you both tend to speak english
  • old ladies like to compliment u both
  • whenever there are parties you and samuel are invited to, when you enter the entire room stops and claps
  • people love you
  • his fans adore you
  • samuel does vlives with you
  • probably the boyfriend tag
  • samuel talked to his fans about being in a relationship with you
  • basically, hes the pERFECT BOYFRIEND
  • legit
  • the PERFECT
  • you are a lucky human if yOU EVEN BREATHE WITH SAMUEL
  • brief summary:
  • samuel loves you so freaking much he would do anything for you
  • support kim samuel on august!!!
  • phew what a story

Originally posted by nelliel66

If you wish upon a star, if you really wish really really hard, maybe one day it will come true. 

pairing: yoongi x reader
words: 3.9k
genre: a bit of fluff, angst
summary: they say if you wish upon a star, your dreams will come true. but the night sky is a bleak blanket of black and no matter how many meaningless wishes were made, empty promises and lonely hearts had led you to unfold your worst nightmare
a/n: this has been in my library for quite some time and i though i shall complete it. i was recalling a scene from the heirs and i was like damn i need to do one

“Yoongi-ah,” You tucked your hands under your chin, elbows leant forward as a summery smile graced your face. The effulgence of the burning candles illuminated both your faces, the dark surrounding filling your vicinity but the boy with the soft blonde hair gazing back at you with the same reflection of love and devotion was the only thing that mattered. “What did you wish for?”

Yoongi only smiled foolishly, his gummy smile showing you couldn’t help but flip at the light chuckles that fall from his parted lips before looking back at you with an intense gaze.

“I wish,” Yoongi dragged on, his teasing tone making you pout slightly and god, he wished he can just shove the cake aside and press his lips against yours. “I wish to have a forever with you.”

“Forever?” You raised your brows, smirking at him behind the thick soft smoke of the flames.

“Yeah,” Yoongi replied back nonchalantly but his sincere tone catches you off guard. “I want to walk this earth, age through my years and explore all the opportunities in this world. But as long as you are on my side, I will gladly take on this world.”

“You’re so cheesy gosh,” You giggled, soft fingers reaching out to pinch the milky supple cheeks. “But I love you too.”

The dimness of the street lights gave a luminescent glow along the streets outside, ghost of strangers brushing past by the closed cafe and they took little notice of the romantic scene that played behind the stacked chairs and clean tables where both you and Yoongi sit. A strange place for a mini celebration, but Yoongi got his wish - a cake, candles and you.

He wasn’t a firm believer of wishes and that those childish things will be granted before their very eyes. But when you graced your way into his life like a God gifted wish, he starts to think magic does exist because here you are in his arms and he loves it that way. Wishes aren’t as bad after all. It becomes a tradition, a ritual, a hope that blooms in both your hearts as you pray that whatever wish was made, it would come true with love, handwork and devotion.

Yoongi gazed into your eyes a little longer, a silent blessing he repeats in his head as he skirts the blush that dusts your cheeks and the galaxies that swim in your eyes as you await his declaration of affection. He slides his fingers in yours, a perfect fit, he thinks, before his mouth parts in shades of soft pink. Its enough to remind him that he wishes for a forever.

“I love you too,”

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i really, really want lance to charm and befriend giant monsters everywhere they go as keith Suffers in the background, fretting over lance’s wellbeing

the monsters have zero bad ulterior motives. they genuinely love lance and think he’s adorable (and his willingness to lay down his life for monster babies he literally just met doesn’t go unnoticed) so they gently abscond with him to their nests and favorite hiding spots

and the first few times, everyone else on team voltron flips the fuck out. the red lion comes swooping in, blazing to the rescue with yellow, green, and black right on her heels, all yelling - but lance is always cheerfully bragging about his friends or using baby talk with whichever humongous monstrosity, maybe sitting on its hand or its head, maybe shrieking in delight like a child as it waves him around with a tentacle to play airplane, maybe earnestly attempting to transpose his favorite dances to be performed with thirty legs

and the monsters inevitably get all mopey when he has to go defend the universe, so every time lance runs back for one last scritch and kiss on the nose, no really guys, he’ll be back in two ticks, promise!!

“hunk. i’m gonna have a heart attack at seventeen and it’s gonna be his fault

you, my friend, do not get to say that :\”

honestly i’m such a cas girl and a destiel girl that i know i focus on them way too much but every time i rewatch the EW video and hear jared talk about sam i’m reminded just how much i adore sam winchester too. like, here’s this poor man who’s been through SO MUCH and yet he still has SO MUCH GOODNESS in his heart and he’s so earnest and persistent and consistently chooses to believe in goodness and do the best he can with such a shitty hand and it hurts me in my soul