he's my bad boi but look what a cutie he is with his little hat on

Boyfriend! Yoongi
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How You Two Met

-probably while walking through the park, or in a flower garden; anywhere you can hear your own thoughts

-you were just chilling and had nothing better to do but admire the scenery of mid-autumn

-and like from a movie, yoongi emerges from the falling leaves

-you stare at him

-and he stares back

-the two of you stare at each other

-and stare at each other

-and stare at each other

-tick tock

-nobody actually goes there except for you two weirdos

-to break the tension you give an awkward half-wave and he just nods back

-basically the two of you just go your separate ways and ignore one another


-so it’s becoming an usual routine on bumping  purposely  into the cute boy who always had on red headphones

-and you develop a small crush on him ever since you caught him humming to can’t stop by cnblue they’re your favorite kpop band and fanboys are so FRICKIN rare in the fandom

-he has an excellent music taste marry him

-but whenever you try to initiate a conversation between the two of you about cnblue’s music you chicken out and he just brushes past you

-one day he doesn’t show up at the park

-”maybe he just didn’t want to come today” you don’t give it much thought

-the following day he doesn’t show up either

“Something probably came up”

-and the next day after that

-yoongi’s been missing for a week


-he still doesn’t show up for a great deal of time

-so you’re roaming around the area by yourself everyday (with the occasional creepy old man that does morning walks) and you regret never catching his name nor his phone number because what a cutie you’ll never get that chance again

-you guys meet again three months later coincidentally on the street

-and you’re staring at the black-haired boy in S H O C K

-god has given you a second chance to prove yourself

-growing increasingly bold, you step up and look him straight in the eye, sticking out your hand

-”hey, i’m y/n… that girl from the park you used to go to??”

-”oh hi, yes, from the park? i’m yoongi. Min yoongi. Nice to meet you”


-unfortunately, you couldn’t even look at him properly to speak since the two of you were shoved around by the crowd from blocking the sidewalk

-yoongi, unfazed by the pushing, tucks his hands into his hoodie pocket

- ”we shouldn’t stand here; there’s people trying to pass by. Do you have something to tell me?”


-”y-yes i do! Would you care for an americano?”

-it’s three in the afternoon who drinks americano at late noon honestly

-but surprisingly he agrees??

-what a weirdo

-the waiter sets down your drinks at the cafe; the aroma of coffee is the BEST

-lost in each other’s words, you guys chat about music, music, and more music

-HE’S ONE OF CNBLUE’S TOP FANS husband material right there

-Yoongi tells you that he’s part of a boy band, called BTS, though they haven’t debuted yet. To your surprise -how? he’s been oozing swag and confidence from day one-, he’s a rapper, not a singer

-after spending almost an hour with him, you fall in love with his taste in music, taste in fashion, and taste in everything in general. How do boys like him still exist??

-obviously you could talk to him for the whole day without running out of anything to converse about, but Yoongi, apologetically tells you he has somewhere to be although he enjoyed chatting with you

-you guys part ways, but not before exchanging numbers

-AND YOU JUST COULDN’T WAIT TO SEE HIM AGAIN so you call him every other two days just to chit-chat about nothing

-he doesn’t decline your offers unless he has to go to work and even then he promises to make up for the missed ‘date’

-what a respectful cutie 

The Confession

-you guys spend most of your time together, and he eventually he looks forward to your incoming calls

-”y/n? Yeah i didn’t leave the house yet i’ll take a few minutes to get there” and he gets out of the bed so quickly jin would’ve thought the house was on fire to get him to move like that

-and one day…

-you confess accidentally over the phone; jokingly saying “i love you” to him after he does a favor for you

-cue the awkwardness in the call i’m shocked you didn’t hang up

-”oh you do? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”

-”yoongi what that was a-”

-”no i’m serious, don’t you like me?”


-”… you do don’t you”

-”it’s not like you’ll be my boyfriend anyways idiot”

-”i’ll be your boyfriend”



-”w HAT”

-”i said i’ll be your-”

-”i swear to god if you’re playing a prank on me i will personally march over to your studio and beat the living daylights out of you”

-”( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i always knew you liked me why didn’t you confess earlier”


-”when’s the date beautiful”

-and that’s how the confession went in very simple words


-definitely no pda between you or him

-like he would hold your hands once or twice in public but that’s it

-he must be the one to initiate snuggling, or else he gets annoyed/uncomfortable

-busy most of the time with comebacks and writing new songs especially with BTS’s thriving popularity… you would get extremely worried if he sleeps at the studio and forgets to call you to tell you he’s coming home late because he’s pulled that multiple times already -not on purpose tho he would never want to worry you like that-

-so many reminders from you to him to eat/breathe a little

-contrary to what yoongi usually acts like, he’s very, very hardworking when it comes to his passions. The only breaks he take is when he sleeps and when he uses the toilet you’re so proud of him for being so dedicated to his career

-he’s committed to his idol duties even his s/o can’t convince him otherwise

-you thank the LORD FOR SLOW ALBUM SALES because you two never spend time together as a couple anymore

-one positive thing after the hectic schedules he has as an idol however is that CUDDLING. POSSIBILITIES. ARE. STRONGER. THAN. EVER.

-yoongi always buries his face in your neck whenever he hugs you from the back -it sends butterflies down to your stomach hE NEEDS TO STOP BREATHING ON YOUR COLLARBONE- and acknowledges the new shampoo/conditioner/body lotion/perfume you’re using -you don’t have to ask him if he notices your new haircut he notices even if he doesn’t say anything trust me-

-absolutely adorable in his sleep?? How can such an evil person look like an angel when sleeping that’s your question

-insults come on a daily basis -they’re lighthearted yoongi wouldn’t actually hurt you with his words-

-although he ruthlessly gives opinions, you always know he loves you

-take his kisses for example

-i see him as a person who likes to give their s/o lazy pecks on their forehead, cheek or lips~ it’s sweet and intimate, and it doesn’t require him to put much effort into it

-however, this does NOT mean he’s a bad kisser!! Once in he’s in the mood, he’ll bruise your lips to the point where they become so swollen that you’re having trouble communicating with other humans

-you two will be a spontaneous couple; planned dates aren’t really his thing. That’s not necessarily a bad thing tho! It’ll make you both treasure memories more

-the first date would be to the arcade or maybe somewhere not exactly quiet, but where you guys can really feel connected as a couple and discuss deep topics about life -and music-

-once bts’s popularity expands internationally and domestically, yoongi starts being burdened about how fans would take your relationship with him

-”will they react kindly to y/n?? Will saesangs target her? Should i even reveal our level of intimacy or insist we’re friends??”

-just know that he’ll protect you at all costs

-and you couldn’t wish for a better boyfriend

museum dates 🌼🎨 peter parker headcanon

requested: nah. idea popped up into my head randomly.

tagged: @ttholland @t-oodles @cmonspiderling

- yo so i fucking am a god damn art geek myself, so why not write this? also, i am SO SORRY that it’s been so long since i’ve posted any fics. i’ve just had a lot going on personally, and also had a lot of job interviews (I GOT A JOB !!). not to mention i’m taking a college placement test this week so i’m just a mess. but, i digress. ENJOY THIS FIC! thanks for being patient, lovely humans. 

warnings: a shit ton of fluff and a reader who legit has NO CHILL and peter is such a soft, sweet human bean. 

summary: cute art headcanons with peter parker

- you grew up on art. always going to the local art galleries to discover new artists and collect some of their paintings and sculptures

- you’d always gush to peter about a new art piece you bought or a new artist you discovered

- “babe! oh, my god, look at this new Élisabeth Vigée Le Brun piece i got !!  isn’t it absolutely alluring?”

- you’d sometimes feel bad that you geeked out so much, but peter thought it was so adorable. you had so much passion in your eyes, voice, and physicality it made his heart go fucking wild.

- “keep going, pumpkin. tell me more please.”

-when he told you that he got the two of you ticket to the museum of modern art

- your heart busted a nut

- you literally smothered peter with a bunch of kisses, so happy and thankful  that he would do something like this for you. it wasn’t very cheap to visit museums these days.

- peter thought you geeking out was so cute

- he researched for hours and hours to find the best museum just for you

- when you got to the front entrance, you couldn’t wipe the smile off of your face and you were jumping up and down like a little kid because, actual nerd

- “HOLY SHIT. peter, this place is so beautiful. the detail, the atmosphere, my heart is bursting right now you don’t even know how excited i am right now. this is the best day ever. ”

- peter would just be looking at you with heart !! eyes !! because you were so cute and this genuinely made you happy and excited.

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anonymous asked:

Hey dear nice Works...!!!!! Please Do a RFA (V+Saeran) Celebrating Birthday of MC how will they celebrate Mc's Birthday and what will they Do to make it special??

A/N: I’d invite them all to my birthday party hell yeah it’d be greAT ~Admin 404
I love them all *sobs* ~ Admin 626

-HE’S SUCH A LITTLE KID AT HEART (and i mean in general come on now)
-Goes FULL. OUT. Does not take it lightly at all
-Sets up a day with your friends so you’re out of the house and busy
-And he decorates the house completely!! Streamers, balloons, he even has homemade party hats for the two of you
-He isn’t a master baker or anything but he attempted at making a box cake for you!!! He decorated it with so many colourful sprinkles!
-Remember how he gets a discount from the pizza place? He bought like three larges and the two of you were eating it for DAYS
-He either has homemade presents for you, or he’s saved up a lot to splurge on pre-ordering that new video game you’ve been eyeing for months
-The two of you watch all the movies!! Whatever movie you wanna watch, he’ll sit through. Scary ones? He might cry but he’ll DO IT FOR YOU!!!!

-More of a classy approach to birthdays
-He did attempt to put a party hat on Elizabeth though MC SHE’S ADORABLE LOOK, HURRY, BEFORE SHE TAKES IT OFF
-But he always makes sure to give you one super special one. Whether it’s a piece of jewelry he had custom made because it reminded him of you, or it’s something you’ve had your eye on for a while, you’ve got it
-He’s also super extra, like y’all know how wedding cakes are super big and beautiful and usually really intricate? Yeah so is your birthday cake. EVERY YEAR. but i mean are you really complaining?? It’s cAKE
-Takes you to the fanciest restaurant for dinner, and the two of you dress up for it
-(Yes, MC, you’re wearing the new dress/suit he got you)
-He’ll also try taking you to new and exotic places as a day trip to see all the sights and watch the gleam in your eyes as you learn the history of the place
-Always has the best wine, but on your birthday he pulls out the rare ones, just for you! (Or if you don’t do wine, he finds the best of whatever you like to drink)
-Not to mention you wake up with like 14 dozen rose bouquets strung around the house that morning, all holding a little note card expressing his love for you because he can be cute too, mc

-We all know he’d wake you up by jumping on the bed and blowing that stupid little party blower in your ear until you chase him out of the room
-But chasing him is worth it because when you get to the living room there are so many loose balloons that you can’t see the floor
-Same goes with the ceiling, completely covered in balloons
-Saeran’s just sitting in a chair, in a party hat, looking completely uninterested, but still plays the party blower when you walk in. Saeyoung tries to hide behind him to avoid your wrath you arent a morning person, are you mc?
-The two of you spend a good while just throwing the loose balloons at each other over Saeran’s head who was not impressed, might i add
-Did you know you can get custom images printed onto your cakes? Because he made a collage of the STUPIDEST pictures he has of you and had it put on top
-Anything you want, he’ll get you. Just name it. You want a pet elephant? He’ll dO IT DON’T DOUBT HIM MC
-He’d probably take you out for a drive, too. You could feel the fresh air and just talk about anything and everything. It’s just really relaxing and he wants you to have a stress-free time

-What’s the point of celebrating another year of life in this shitty world now is NOT THE TIME MR. EDGELORD
-But for you…he could manage it
-He doesn’t go very hard at it though because he doesn’t see the real point
-He’ll get a small gift for you- something he saw and immediately thought of you
-He does get a small cake for you, but a freaking tub of ice cream
-Cuddles cuddles cuddles! He doesn’t hide his affection today! It’s all about you, he’ll put his insecurities away for a while
-He’ll moan and groan at the stupid Disney movies you put in, but suffer through them because the fact that you sing along is the CUTEST thing he’s ever seen are you sure it isn’t his birthday
-CUTIE ALERT: he cooks your favourite meal for you! He might have spent a few days trying to find the perfect way to make it, but HE MAKES IT
-He’s also spent all day pushing Saeyoung out of the room because he’s not about to let him ruin your relaxing birthday by bringing in some stupid little party games hes also smacked a party blower into the back of his throat at one point and you felt TERRIBLE but you couldnt help but laugh???

- you know his hoe ass is gonna try to go all out for you
- like he knows you you prefer lowkey but???
- the world needs to know his love for you
- but after the RFA members managed to talk him down from performing a flash mob, he realized he should respect your wishes
- so he struggles and struggles to come up with something that has a bit of flare but is still something you’d want
- and then he remember you one time mentioning you’d never really been on a trampoline before???
- on your birthday (exactly at midnight), he sings “happy birthday” and then hands you a cupcake up with a candle on it <3
- he had you fooled, you thought this was gonna be it for your birthday
- boy buddy ur in for a treat!
- when you wake up he immediately blindfolds
- you’re just like *sigh* “well at least he didn’t jump out of the cake this year”
- omfg when he takes off the blindfold though, you find yourself at a trampoline park??? And he invited your friends (including the RFA ofc) and family!!!
- He roped Jumin into getting the place to rent out the entire area to then!
- Zen didn’t think you’d love it this much but oh my god he’s so happy because you look so happy!!!
- and he finds that you and Saeyoung both love to push into the pit with all the foam cubes anD YOU TWO START TAG TEAMING
- maybe this was a bad idea after all
- but hearing your laugh was all he needed <3
- after that, you all head to a dessert place and you spend the rest of your birthday talking and laughing with the people most important to you with the love of your life right by your side <3

- you only really expected dinner at a restaurant and maybe cake because that’s just how you and jaehee are
- other people might think it’s underwhelming but honestly, what’s better than snuggling up to your s/o and feeling warm and cuddley on your birthday???
- but you’re surprised when you come home to a note that directs you to Seven’s house?
- and when you get there, there’s another note attached to a nerf gun
- “Happy Birthday, MC! The game starts as soon as you enter the house, every man for himself ~ Jaehee”
- it is all out WAR when you enter
- Zen is playing a defensive strategy, he may have shitty aim but hE CAN DODGE ANYTHING WITH HIS DANCER GRACE
- Jumin is already out, he lasted like three seconds he’s disappointed because he thought he’d win with his cat like reflexes
- Yoosung’s out too, he lasted much longer than Jumin but Saeyoung managed to trick him into thinking they were team and then Saeyoung shOT HIM EXECUTION STYLE
- Saeran is lowkey bitter; he steals V’s portion of birthday cake
- eventually it’s just down to you, Jaehee, and Saeyoung,,,
- you run out in front of him and when he’s distracted by you, Jaehee shoots him!
- you laugh so hard when you see the look on his face bc he wasn’t expecting you to sacrifice yourself
- and then you give ya hot gf a kiss because hello, she’s a winner, she deserves all the kisses
- after that, you all head down to Saeyoung’s entertainment room and watch your favorite movies and eat cake <3
- everyone slowly falls asleep, and you’re cuddled up to jaehee and wondering what you did to get someone as amazing her in your life <3

- honestly he’s such a hipster, he throws a birthday for u every year and it always has a theme???
- who does that smh
- this year???
- murder mYSTERY TRAIN THEME OMMMGG (A/N: 626 doesn’t know what she’s doing here, it’s probably all gonna be wrong)
- V gets you a beautiful evening gown and hE MATCHES U  
- he makes sure the gang is ready too, there’s no way theyre gonna ruin it for u (we’re looking at u saran wrap, das right i’m calling u out)
- he takes sooo many pictures, you guys have to confiscate his camera cause hE WON’T STOP
- when you guys get there, it’s sooo much more interactive than you thought it was gonna be???
- you actually can’t tell who’s an actor and who isn’t?? They’re that good
- you all have your own theories about who did it
- V think it was her husband because hello, it’s always someone the victim knew
- Jumin agrees but he’s also suspicious of the daughter
- Yoosung doesn’t know what to think he’s still traumatized from seeing a dead lady even if it was fake
- Surprisingly only Zen got it right???
- but he graciously gave you and V the prize since it a weekend getaway <3
- Pretty sure V threatened him but whatever
- After, you guys head back to yours and V’s place for cake and chilling <3
- you guys end up on the floor in one weird big cuddled mess but it’s so warm (saran wrap says he hates u guys but he’s a little close to Zen so) (okay in 626’s world the RFA is a bunch of cuddlers youguyscantstopme)
- u eventually get up tho and drag V to ur bedroom bc you wanna cuddle with him <3 (and you ignore Saeyoung wolf whistling in the background)

anonymous asked:

I love your writing!! <3 can you do something with a shy, anxious reader and McCree? Thank you so much!

As someone that is cripplingly shy and anxious I am so DOWN anon!

  • Of the Overwatch boys, McCree’s probably got the best touch with a shy and anxious S/O
  • Why? He’s going to do everything he can to boost your confidence!
  • It starts with the compliments every time he sees you “Hey there beautiful” “Lookin’ good baby” etc etc
  • But when he sees that’s not working he’s going to go for making you laugh! “Guess who just shot a man in the ass? This guyyyyy!” Being traditionally funny or trying to coax a shy giggle out of you when he makes it very obvious he’s flirting with you (even when you’re together) “Lemme tell ya- it ain’t right takin’ down the bad guys if my favourite Y/N ain’t around to watch me <3” “C’mere, lemme show you how to really fire a magnum. <3” Do you see how cheesy this is? McCree is the lord of Corn.
  • Prepare yourself for the bear hugs. Especially during the anxiety moments.
  • Oh also he is great at taking care of you? Like man. “Leave it to ol’ Jesse. I got you darlin’. <3”
  • He will smile super dumbly but also really cute when he actually manages to coax a smile out of you. Especially the blushy, eyes averted kind. He will strive for it. He will do everything he can to just make you giggle and laugh XD And when he finally hears it and he knows he’s managed to push back your anxiety or shyness even for just a moment? “Aw hell. Ain’t you just the cutest little thing.”
  • Also will hide you in his serape when you get overwhelmed and like gives the dirtiest looks to anyone that questions it like “What? You got a problem motherfucker?” “Jealous I got a cutie wrapped up all for me?”
  • He also introduces The Confidence Hat: it’s his regular cowboy hat but he tells you with complete genuine sincerity that he only ever walks with confidence because of two things. The belt, and the hat. “I wasn’t so big ‘n mighty back when I was a rascal. To be honest I was a skinny, weak little kid that couldn’t do shit. But I knew if I could talk a big game I could make myself stronger than I actually was- and that’s the thing! It’s all in the confidence that you got!”
  • He’s gonna stick that hat on your head when he sees you getting shy or getting really anxious about something minor like ordering at a restaurant and weirdly enough it kind of works. Mostly because the person that puts that hat on your head is telling you that he believes in you.

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EXO Embarrassing you when they pick you up from school


*It’s a rare thing for Minseok to want to embarrass you but when he does, you can’t even get mad at him. It’s nothing big, just cute gestures that gets people looking at the both of you.*

“(Y/n), come on! Act cute with me. You don’t want to? Is it because you know that I’m obviously the cuter one?”

Originally posted by addtidathida


*Embarrassing as a dad and he definitely knows it. He’d make hand hearts (sometimes adding kissing noises) and hold it up towards you until you reach him.*

“My love, my hearteu, my pretty darling…”

Originally posted by veriloquentmind


*Doesn’t even know he’s embarrassing you. All he’s focused on is you approaching him. He’d make his hands into hearts and look through them like they’re binoculars.*

“She’s my pretty baby~ Model material.”

Originally posted by soofflay


*Forever being loud. The moment he sees you leaving the building, a big ass gin would appear on his face and whatever he is thinking at that moment, comes out of his mouth.*

“There is my beautiful girlfriend! Hey! She’s my number 1!”

Originally posted by luedeer


*He’s always doing this. Whenever he gets out of practice early, he’d go pick you up and it’s been his mission from the start to embarrass you.*

“Aye aye, where is my girlfriend? Is she looking for me? Well…I’m right here! BOOM, babe, how do I look? Oh? What’s with that face?”

Originally posted by sehunsyixing


*Also like Jongdae. This becomes his routine to embarrass you. He knows you lowkey love it. He’d always act surprised as if it’s the first time he’s seen you.*

“Oh my goodness, you’re so pretty. How are you so pretty all the time, (Y/n)? Your boyfriend is such a lucky man, oh wait..that’s me!”

Originally posted by chanshine


*If he ever does embarrass you, it’s by accident. There are days when he’s feeling very good and excited, those are the days. He’d throw his hand up high and wave enthusiastically.*

“I’m over here! Yoohoo! Behind you! Hi, (Y/n)!”

Originally posted by glorious-soobooty


*He accidentally arrives like, an hour earlier than the time you get out so he went to go buy some snacks from across the street. When he came back, you were just leaving the building so, hes waving like a little kid, in one hand a bag full of food and the other holding some couple hats that he bought.*

“Look! Look what I bought! I forgot that you come out at this time and not an hour earlier…my bad…here, wear this cute hat.”

Originally posted by kairamelo


*No hesitation or regret. Knowing you can’t possibly get mad at him so when he sees you, he’d make a big reaction like cover his mouth and act surprised.*

“Oh! Look at her, she’s the cutie with the booty! Boys, back away, (Y/n) is my girlfriend. Don’t even think about her booty.”

Originally posted by ultranicolet


I hope this was enjoyable since I’m not going to be posting scenarios. T^T. I’m open to reaction scenarios though.


Surprise | Vernon

Originally posted by soniathearmycarat

Just some fluff, enjoy!! 🖤 Requests are open‼️

You were a mess running back and forth trying to make sure everything was set for Hansol’s birthday party. The decorations a colorful array of strings you managed to put up with the help of Mingyu and his height. Getting on his shoulders made putting the stringy decorations onto the light much easier. We even filled the ceiling with balloons which filled in the gaps of the string decorations, but this also meant extra lights which wasn’t a problem.

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Drabble 2 (Late) Valentine's Day

Being a Vampire King who drinks shades of red of course i liked valentine’s day. It was the one day of the year in which everywhere i go is a walking feast of red and pink all over the place. And the sweetest shades where always in the candy kingdom.

It didn’t help that Gumball had to have a lovers ball out in the gardens for the holiday every single year.He also baked pastries with strawberries, cherries, and raspberries, and little frosted cookies with those annoying little candy hearts that get stuck in your fangs all of the time, happen to be all shaded red. And what happens when there food in the shade of red made by the hands of Gumball himself. I steal and eat them of course. What can i say a Vampires gotta eat what a v\Vampire gotta eat you know.

So i found it funny to see myself standing in front of the mirror and only looking at the formal clothes that i had placed upon my person. I went with a dark whine tail coat suite with shinny burgundy shoes and a white top hat with a ribbon. Boy did i look fancy. Looking like a million dollar topper. I just felt like dressing fancy today, i asserted myself. But i knew the truth. Perhaps i wanted to look as irresistible ad an apple ripe on a tree for a certain pink haired boy that day with the adorable little dimples and little crown upon his head. 

Don’t get mushy Marshall. Who am i kidding i might as well be a marshmallow right now. I pinched my noes. I grabbed my umbrella and was out the door.

When i got to the party of course, one, i was late, two, the party was duller than the undead and i would know, and three, Gumball was no where in sight.

“Hay Marshall,” Fiona came running in her dress, “Wow man, you actually have a suit. You actually look like a gentleman.”

“Och!,” Acting like i was stabbed in the heart, “that hurt. right hear man,” playfully pounding my chest over his heart,“ it’s like you think I’m not nice at all.” Fiona laughed and so did I. “Hey do you know where BG is?”

“Yeah he’s been in his room the whole time. I don’t know why,” She looked over her shoulder, “Uh gotta go Flame just got hear.”

And we parted ways. I flew up unto balcony, not making a single sound, and i looked through the window, umbrella in hand. Gumball sat there looking at something on the edge of his bed. The item clutched in his hands tightly. He looked stressed about his shoulders tense in his fine tailored suit. Emphasis on fine, by god Bubba knew how to work a formal suit. This white one wrapped around his torso and his thighs in such a way that it was snog worthy. Marshall put that information in the back of his mind for latter.

He looked lonely sitting there and we couldn’t a cutie like him sittin’ all alone now can we. So a burst through the balcony doors, closed the curtains and doing a flourishing twirl as i threw away my umbrella saying. “Hey Gummy Butt Baby, wanna be my Valentine?” i just love how i enter a room.

An unmanly squeal escapes from Gumball as he hides the object he has behind his back away from my eyes. “W-what are you doing here. I nod interested in that sort of frivolous romantic activity at the moment,” Gumball said face to fast with a delicious shade of read on his face for me to take him seriously. He suddenly gulped and pulled at the collar of his sweet shirt. “You’re wearing a suit.”

“You like?,” I say modeling it in various fierce modeling posses including several version of the tiger on the prowl including the growls. This only made gumball blush more.

“I-irrelevant of what I-i think. I must ask why are intruding me.” He shuddered avoiding my eye sight the cute little thang.

I chuckled, “Oh don’t you get it Bubbah,” I dropped to my knees and hold his soft shin delicately in my hands looking into those big orbs of his. “No one should be alone on valentines day.”

“Marshall…why that one of the sweetest thing any-”

“Oh before i forget,” I rummaged through my pockets to finding my gift, “I-igot you something,” now it was my turn to blush. “You know since i am now your valentine and junk. just take it.” i pulled out the small bag and gave it to gumball. 

Gumball looked at me questioningly but he opened the bag to reveal-

“What is this?” he indicated to the herbs with a smile. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“close your eyes and smell them it gets better”

Gumball closed his eyes and laid his lashes over his smooth pink cheeks that i wanted to kiss really bad right now. Contain the urge man. Fight the urge.

“Oh my Glob! They smell heavenly. like roses. What is this magic?!

"No silly it’s Rosemary.”


“You can make tea with it too, so that it can go with you baking and stuff you know. if you want that is,” i scratched the back of my neck nervously.

“ Really tea?! Rosemary. What a delightful name for this wonderful substance. I shall plant them immediately!” He hummed and went off to place them somewhere. But not before he lent into me and gave me a kiss on the cheek he went. 

“here,” he placed the object that had been hiding behind his back  gently into my hands and whispered, “thank you Valentine,” he an of with the rosemary before i could snuggle him to death. the bastard. 

It was a red, really red, very deliciously, gorgeously red all over with all sorts of my favorite shades of red. that said embroidered in the middle “Be Mine Marshall      -Gumball”. Stunned and pleased and upset that i didn’t take my chance at a good confession snog of my crush that i have been crushing for like four evers. there was a note.

dear Marshall. you can suck the red out of the pillow i know you want to because i know you could never resist the sweet temptation of shades of red. It is quite alright, for in this pillow is recipe to regenerate red into the fabric so that you can have all the red you desire

love Gumball

My knees buckled at the thought. Never ending red. Someone deserved to get laid by giving a genius present like this. Oh yes. lots of future snogging indeed,

I Know You

This is imaginethatboybandyoulike entry xx 

“What?” I ask spinning around in the baby blue skater dress Brad had bought me only a couple hours ago as a surprise.

He likes doing that actually, spoiling me at the most spontaneous moments. I usually I try to reject them, but this one was gorgeous, I couldn’t say no.

He sat in the corner of my large bedroom, I had convinced my brother to swap with me so that I have more space to do ‘girly things’ if you catch my drift. He sat on a small plush stool I had received for Christmas two years ago. He had a small smile on his face, hand to his chin, covered in bracelets that fans have given to him previously,his little hat perched on the top of his head always leaving me wondering how it stays on.

“You’re—” He sighs “beautiful” I feel the heat rise to my cheeks as I stop directly in front of my mirror my arms around my own waist and swaying slightly. I was always worried whether he was happy with my, if I’m honest, he must meet so many other fans that are over the scale of gorgeous, girls whom are interested in him probably much more than I was at the start.

We hated each other, couldn’t stand his face, he was talking to Connor a lot so me and Connor stopped talking for a while. Being brother and sister you’d think he’d stick by my side. But it doesn’t matter anymore because I’m happy.

A pair of arms wrap around my waist holding mine against my body.

“You’re—” He pauses “Gorgeous” I blink in the mirror. Moments like this make me melt, he makes me feel amazing when I need it and I don’t. He suddenly comes out with something I never expected from him “We’d have the cutest kids ever” I nod, smiling slightly. “They’d have your blue eyes and my brown hair” I rest my head on his chest “They would defiantly be short”

“Well, Lui is kind of tall” I retort sweetly.

“Maybe” I turn and wrap my arms around his neck, tilting my head to the left and biting my lip “What’s up Munchkin?”

“Nothing, just looking and thinking” He got worried A LOT, if I was looking down at all he would make sure I have a smile on my face in a split second. He could see right through my fake smiles just by the glint in my eyes.

He’s a keeper. Is what my Dad said to me when he left for the first time, (they had never really met them when he came to see Connor, so it was a new experience). That never happened before, so it was hard to say I was shocked, more astonished.

If there was one thing that  would change about him, it would be his career.

I know he is doing what he loves and all, but he is never around and when he is he has to leave so soon. The paparazzi never leaving me alone, even when he is not around.

I love Brad and all but it does get a tiny bit too much at times.

“There is. Are you getting bad again?”

“No Brad, I made a promise and I’m not breaking it—”

“Then what is it, I want to make it go away”

“But you can’t and you won’t”

“I will”

“You won’t”

“Tell me” His voice soft and rasp in his usual Brummy accent.

“You!” I pause “Well, not you, but what you do. And I know you love you. But I miss you all the god damn time. I miss you, Connor, James and even Tris.” I say making myself giggle “I miss the stupid little things, like how you think you have to buy my love and how your curls fall across your face when you wake up and when we go out and everyone’s face lights up seeing you, whether it’s because their a fan or a old friend. It’s amazing because it’s you a-and—”

“You worry, don’t you. You worry that I will find someone else. Someone ‘better’. But there is no one better” He takes my hand and sits on my bed pulling me to his lap. “You are perfect with all your imperfections. I find it adorable when you wake up in the morning to see a spot on your forehead and you sit in front of the mirror all day staring at it trying to magic it away. Or how when you drive your face is the cutest thing, or when you watch a movie—” He stops himself from carrying on. “Look, I love you and only you. You are my other half. I have finally found my broken heart piece. You love me for me and for that I am great full” I bury myself into his chest

“You are amazing”

“Only because you make me” I laugh at my thoughts

“I wonder what the fans would think if they found out you are this soppy”

“They’d probably want to kiss me”

“Hey, that’s my job” I scoff mockingly, leaning in brushing my lips against his watch his eyes roll closed. I giggle and lean back on my lap.


“That’s my job” We do that a lot too, we like to lead each other on and then leave very quickly and very quietly. Not to mention the dress was quite short and I didn’t have any shorts to go underneath. “I want to go out somewhere”

“I want to do something else” He whines trying to attach our lips. I lean as far back as I can with out him holding me

“How can you go from the sweetest thing in the world to the most sex crazed maniac I have ever met?”

“Because you drive me insane”

“Sounds about right” I laugh attaching our lips for only a second, grabbing his hat he places it on my head,

“I need to know your lips, nothing ever mattered to me more than this”

“You can not use your own song as a pick up line, that is just cheesy” I stand fixing the hat on my head

“You like cheesy”

“I know, but I don’t want to admit that” I groan with a giggle. He re-wraps his arms around my waist leaving soft kisses on my neck.

“You’re quite tense” He murmurs against my neck

“Well, there is a possibility that I’ve been a bit stressed at work lately”

“what’s going on babe?” He kisses up to my ear

“Well, last week I tried to edit the video and my mac book crashed meaning I didn’t get the YouTube money, then when I got the café I was soaking and tired”

“Why didn’t you text me. I would have got James to drive you?” He kisses across my cheek

“I didn’t want to bother you” I groan a bit as he kisses at the corner of my lips.

“You okay for rent?”

“Yeah, I paid a couple months in advance two weeks ago”

“good. Not having you out on the streets. I would have let you stay with me anyway”

“What you and your parents. Thanks there”

“Better than the streets” He shrugs turning me to face him “Plus you’d have Nat”

“Not after last time!” Last time I visited his place me and Nat where telling spooky stories and I scared her a bit too much. So much in face we didn’t sleep the whole night.

I’m quite close to his family. Seeing as mine don’t even live in the country anymore. I was a single child all my life because I was adopted, Mary and Charlie didn’t want me to feel as if they where dumping me all of a sudden for a new child.

Everyone, everyone always expects Charlie to be a boy, but no, my parents wanted to be parents so they adopted. And they adopted me. Strangely I was never picked on in school for having two mums, in fact it was considered pretty normal, never bothered me so it never bothered anyone else.

“She’s forgiven you, except for two months ago when she went for a nap and came down the stairs crying”

“Really? I did that, should I be sad or proud”

“She’s okay, so you can laugh” I do, I giggle slightly placing my lips on his for only a second.

“I like your apartment”

“I don’t really”

“Why not?”

“I’m lonely all the damn time and it’s freezing!”

“Point taken but in two days you’ll be on a warm tour bus with me, in the mean time we can cuddle” I smile taking in this moment. As soon as tour starts we’re going to have to stop being all kissy cuddily because Connor will be there and he said ‘He is very uncomfortable with the situation’. Which of course, I laughed at till I realised he was being serious and stopped abruptly. “Brad baby?”

“Yes?” He asked worryingly

“It’s not bad, It’s just. What if we brake up, Connor will be torn who’s side to take”

“Two things . I would make sure he takes your side, because he’s your brother and should be aloud to slap me around the face if I step out of line and two, I’m at a age now where I want to be with you forever. We’re not kids anymore, we have had our fun with our exes. But that’s not how this one is going to turn out”


“Promise. Now aren’t you meant to be blogging today?

"oh yeah!” I say running toward my backpack grabbing the camera and turning it on holding it away from my face. “You watch my vloggs?”

“You listen to my music, plus that way I can see your pretty face where ever I am” He’s not normally like this, I’d like to point out. He’s usually not very good with sloppyness and cuddles. He isn’t really into PDA. Around the boys, he doesn’t care. Although, Connor does.

“Before I start blushing like mad. Hello guys! Me and Brad are going shopping”

“We are?”

“Yeah, I need milk” I say opening my cupboard door after passing the camera to Brad who is with no daught making weird faces that I will use for bloopers.

A lot of my vloggs have Brad in it. A voice behind me says

“Look at this cutie trying to find a jacket”

“I gave you that camera in confidence” I say pulling out my cream jacket. “You’re being a bit of a shit today aren’t you Brad?” He steps a little closer pulling the camera to my chest



Brad was off this whole time, acting really suspicious, in fact he didn’t even want to leave my side which I don’t know if I should be flattered about if I’m honest. He always had one hand in his pocket after coming out of that jewelry store to buy that bracelet for his mum. I guess he didn’t want people seeing it. “When do you see her next?” I ask opening the door with the camera held up high so they don’t see my door.

“A couple months but they wouldn’t be stocking them at that point” I nod closing the door after him.


We have been on the road for what, 2 weeks now and they’re on their way to their 6th show I think. Not keeping count. 6 is my lucky number so this show is going to be amazing. Currently Brad is sitting next to me on his knees bouncing around with his phone. “CONNOR!” He shouts startling me.

“What happened, is (Y/N) okay?”

“She’s fine. But I need to ask you something” He says leaving the room.

“Love you too I guess” I shrug. He’s been running off a lot lately.

Going back to editing the cafe’s website, I hear a scream of “SERIOUSLY! OKAY DO IT!” And then silence with hushed whispers. Connor always got over excited at things so, I don’t know what to expect anymore. Can’t be that exciting.

“Pretty yourself up tonight, (Y/N)”

Tristan winks.

“Shhh” James slaps his arm smiling.


I did as Tristan said, although I didn’t see Brad for the rest of the day. I was okay.

I have on the blue dress that Brad had got me and some of my usual make up, which of course Claire, had to change. She gave me a more natural look with a winged eyeliner.

“Sometimes I hate you” I say to her, being the boy’s makeup artist you’d think that maybe she might be with the boys. You where wrong.

“You need me”

“Yeah, but don’t tell her she might get big headed”

“Our little secret. Now go to the side of the stage, they need you in a minute”

“Need me?” I shout as she walks away. “I hate you!” I turn towards the stage sulking like a child. Brad turns toward me, out of breath and winking.

A blush rises to my cheeks, going unnoticed by me, Brad runs one of his fingers up his cheeks whilst singing indicating my red cheeks.

“It was look much better, On the floor, on the floor” Brad grabs a jacket after turning off his microphone temporally and indicating me to come out to him.

“Come on, you look cute and Claire spent time on you” He says pulling me beside my best efforts. James had been taking him to the gym so, I had no chance in hell. Not complaining.

“So as you know, I hope, that this my girlfriend, (Y/N) Ball, which is weird to say—” The crowd cheers “Because that is also the bassist’s name, we have even had people come to our shows just to meet the little turnip, get your own fans”

“Brad, they’re all the same fans, it’s just you sing” I stick my tongue out at him

“How romantic” He says almost forgetting the audience. “So Connor, can you just take your little sister to the front of the stage” He says bringing the microphone to his waist and fiddling with his pocket. Connor pulls me by the waist to the front of the stage. “I’ve been planning this for months, so no peaking” Some girls scream my name so I wave to them.

Soon after the whole arena is filled with screams sending me into worry. “Okay, turn around Princess”

“I am not a princess and two I—” My hands fly to my face as tears prick my eyes.

“I know you said if we get married that you don’t want to be proposed to on stage. But I also know that your lucky number is 6 and your favourite colour is red. I know that you like the rain because you get to take extra warm showers, I know that you didn’t like sitting at the back of the classroom because it made it look like you didn’t care enough. I know that your favourite song is on the floor but you can’t tell your family because it has a ‘dirty and inappropriate theme’. I know that you want a tattoo but are too scared, I know that you like your cold apartment no matter what you say because you get to use your blankets all the time. I know you love to walk around in your pajamas because they hold all the warmth of last night. I know you love my grey sweater because it reminds you of when we first met. I know your favourite quote is ‘If there is a story you want to read but has not been written yet, you need to write it’ or something along the line, I know you told me not to tell anyone this, but I don’t care. I don’t know a lot, but I know I love you. Marry me?”

“I would have said yes anyway” I laugh through the tears. He jumps up and hugs me tighter then ever before. The three boys all join us, squeezing us tight.

“You better not hurt my sister, man”

“I won’t. She’ll probably hurt me first” I nod as he sets the ring on my finger

“I love you”

"I love you too Bradley” I say as he connects our lips and drops the microphone.

TL:DW SHINee MV’s Edition

Replay: These 5 young cuties confess their love over a smooth beat and relaxing melody with controlled but beautiful vocals. They got to dance in a set version of a dance room that was 10x better than the one they actually used at SM to practice, and Taemin’s hair was tragic, but his dance moves were magic.

Love Like Oxygen: A lot of growling, but at least no one’s hair was broken and a mess. Slick chair choreography and matching open vests. No one had a clue what the set design was supposed to be and they all kept walking away but looking back over their shoulders.

A.Mi.Go:  So a girl steals Minho’s magical light that keeps him from seeing in color and he’s like “Um no chick that light wasn’t cheap, SM said if I lost it I would have to add an extra 5 years on my contract, so give it back” but she said no and ran. He chased her while the rest of the guys sang and didn’t help. But it was cool because when he was running he decided maybe he should start acting irl. Then he caught up with the girl, and after some longing looks she gave the light back, and then he just stood there awkwardly touching her.

Juliette: Ooh look! Another song that Jonghyun starts! Go figure. Minho’s pants choice was unfortunate and bulky accessorized shades were all the rage. No one even dies or gets hurt in a song about one of the saddest tales in literature. Tie-dyed shirts were brought back even though no one really asked for them to reappear in the mainstream limelight.

Ring Ding Dong: The best song in Kpop history hands down. 5 super cool bad boys ride the rhythm of funky beats right into our hearts. Featuring confused stair climbing and seductive water dancing. Brought such innovative lines as:

We wanna go rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, rock (so fantastic) go rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, rock (so elastic) fantastic, fantastic, fantastic, fantastic, elastic, elastic, elastic, elastic”

A lyrical masterpiece which depth goes so far as to leave you questioning your very identity and place in this world. Genius.

Lucifer:  Okay since dancing in front of one car in Ring Ding Dong went so well we should totes do it in front of 3 and REALLY blow minds dude! Bring back that weird light thing from A.Mi.Go and shave one side of Key’s hair completely…trust me it will be the best hair decision he ever made! Do you have some dull scissors? Okay good because we need to cut Minho’ hair in the dark too. Just get the same writer who gave us our iconic English lines in Ring Ding Dong and we’ll call it a day!

Hello: Onew’s smile melted your heart, as he and the rest of the guys confessed their love in the middle of a street while changing clothes, and hairstyles at least 7 times. Little known fact that this was one of the first recorded documentations of someone doing the *whip* dance and even the booty shake made popular by NCT U made its first appearance here as well.

Sherlock: SHINee’s Back. A museum that houses things that have already been found is a wonderful place to look for something out in the open with a magnifying glass! And oh floors that just happened to be good for dancing too! How convenient. Give Taemin a weave but only in certain scenes because consistency is for lames. Have a girl appear and disappear for mystery and so that the boys can give their smoldering stares to the camera. The Shawols will dig it like crazy.

Dream Girl: SHINee’s back…..again. Taemin started a song and thus began his world take over. Not quite sure if their clothing was matching but I’ll let it slide.  Onew cleaned the floor with his body, Jonghyun blessed our ears with a vocal roll to slay the angels, and everyone kept falling onto a giant trampoline.

Why So Serious?:  The harmonies were on point as they danced in front of yet another abstract set design. Pretty dope suits and coats for you fashion lovers, but no one dressed up like the Joker causing the video to fall a half a point. 99% chance that you’ll want a top hat by the end of it.

Everybody: The amount of guyliner used caused a temporary shortage in Korea. Taemin wanted to show everybody he and his body were now of age. Proved that the statement “Women can’t resist a guy in uniform” is totally true. Didn’t really make sense but when do these vids ever? The dancing was next level and iconic and it’s impossible to listen to without nodding your head at least once.  The “DJ” and “Zombie” dance really pushed this song to the cream of the crop.

Colorful: Awhh it’s Christmas! So let’s make a cute little song and use old footage from our Dream Girl & Everybody MVs.  You want more?? Okay well we’ll throw in some old concert footage and sing directly to the camera, while wearing cute coats on the outside of our shoulders….More?? OKAY LET’S EVEN THROW IN A CAKE AT THE END! If you don’t feel somewhat emotional  after all that you must be dead.

View: Proves that being kidnapped can be fun, if it’s by sexy foreigners with model bodies and flowing hair. Why be nice to your fans and make a video where we can actually see your faces when you can just use a blinding light effect instead?  Show skin and hold beer bottles just in case anyone forgot that we’re grown now and needs a reminder.

Married to the Music: The song that made you realize that maiming people for life is fun, and that 99% of SHINee’s bodies are utterly useless when you want to make your dream man. Beheadings, confetti ,plus awkward ponytails make for a perfect horror party. Probs should do a background check on the music you choose marry while you still have your whole body intact.

[FAN-ACCOUNT] GOT7 Fansign @ Hottracks 강남

GOT7! GOT7! GOT7! GOT7! *\(o.o)/*

This was absolutely an amazing night where I didn’t freeze up… I did shake and tremble a bit, but in all it was a night well done~ ㅋㅋ

The order for this fansign was: Jr. - Jackson - JB - Youngjae - Yugyeom - Mark - BamBam (with BamBam doing the extra PS messages)

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Guilty: George Weasley

Originally posted by writingissatansworstnightmare

Can you do a George Weasley where the reader is a Potter, but gets moved in Slytherin in her third year but she plays for Gryffindor by two Anonymous requests? (Harry and George Request) and she questions Harry then George then George asks her out and fluff please! (Requested)

(Y/N) Potter was anxious. She watched as her brother stepped up to the sorting hat once more and the room fell silent as they waited for the sorting hat to come to a new conclusion. One minute later the old patched hat shouted through the Great Hall and Harry ran to sit next to Ron and Hermione at the Gryffindor table. Out of habit the younger Potter mindlessly nibbled on her fingernails until her name was called and she slowly made her way to the chair at the front of the room. Once she took a seat the sorting hat was placed onto her head and hummed as if it found something to be interesting.

“Where to place you? Plenty of courage I see, not a bad mind either, perhaps Hufflepuff? There’s talent, oh yes and bravery as well as a thirst to prove yourself, but where to put you?” The sorting hat rambled on and everyone leaned forward in anticipation, especially George Weasley, as the hat finally chose and opened its mouth before shouting through the Great Hall.



“Slytherins, follow me please. Keep up,” The prefect of Slytherin says and leads the large group of students down to the dungeon where the common room and dorms lied. Once inside the girls’ dorm room I stared in awe at how beautiful it was; ancient four-posters with green silk hangings, the bedspreads were embroidered with green and silver thread. Silver lanterns hung from the ceilings and the walls were covered in tapestries that told stories of famous Slytherins adventures.

After unpacking the things from my trunk and setting up my new robes I removed a romance novel from my bag and settled down on the comfy bed for a night of reading while the other girls headed back to the common room to catch up on what they did over the summer or to enjoy a late night adventure. My mind absently wondered to my brother and our friends and I wondered what they were doing right now, perhaps enjoying sweets and casting charms around the common room while Hermione scowled them for being immature.


(George Weasley)

“Sir, is it possible for someone to play quidditch for another team?” Harry asked Professor Dumbledore, we took a seat in front of the headmaster’s desk and watched as he looked in thought for a moment before shaking his head.

“I’ve never recalled a student playing for another team before, although I don’t think there is any rules against it,” Dumbledore explains as and then gives us both a knowing smile. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with Miss. Potter now would it?”

Both Harry and I shuffle in our seats and looked at each other before turning back to the bearded man and nodding. “She’s the best seeker we have and ever since the new sorting she’s seemed a bit distant and worried about being on a new team. Please sir let her stay on our team, Fred and I will even lay off of our pranks if she plays.”  

Dumbledore sighed but gave us a smile and nodded his head as he said,” very well then you two, I give the approval for (Y/N) to play for your house but I expect you to keep your word Mr. Weasley.” I nodded gratefully and Harry thanked the headmaster before we turned and began making our way out of the office to go tell everyone the good news but Dumbledore called Harry back and I was left to head back to the common room by myself.

While I was walking through the deserted corridors I couldn’t help the small smile that came to my face and mentally congratulated myself on a job well done, now all I had to do was get the girl. Ever since that day I saw her on the train, (hair color) hair flying in the wind and (eye color) twinkling in mischief, she was the perfect girl for me and now with a bit of liquid luck I would get her.



My (eye color) eyes scanned the courtyard and narrowed when they landed on my twin who was seated on a bench and trying to focus on the book that was laying in his lap. “Harry James Potter!” I shouted across the court, Slytherin robe fluttering in the wind as I picked up my speed and made it to him in under a minute.

“My dearest brother did you happen to be involved in having me play for Gryffindor?” I asked, giving him a sickly sweet smile. “A little birdy let it slip that they saw you and George going into the headmaster’s office and then coincidentally I’m called in an hour later and told that I may resume playing for my old house.”

Harry finally looked up at me and pushed his glasses back before giving me a raised eyebrow,” I have no idea what you’re talking about (Y/N), did you hit your head or something?”

No matter how much I asked him if he was responsible for the changed he kept denying it and finally when I was about to give up I saw George walking into the castle and I stuck my tongue out at my brother and then ran after the older boy as he disappeared around a corner.

“George!” I yelled and the ginger stopped and waved when he saw me which gave me enough time to catch up with him. When I came to a stop I raised my finger and then bent over and rested my hands on my knees and began taking long deep breathes to calm down my pounding heart. Finally, when I was able to breath normal again I stood back up straight and gave the cutie a smile before stepping closer and resting my hand on his chest.

“Georgie, did you and my brother have something to do with me playing for Gryffindor?” I asked and without thinking he nods his head and reaches up to rest his hand on top of mine.

“Yes. We wanted to help you since you didn’t look too happy, are you mad at us?” He questions and his handsome face immediately turns into a frown, I didn’t want to see that on his beautiful features so I immediately shook my head no and gave him a happy smile.

“I just wanted to thank you, I’ve never had a boy do something so nice for me,” I mumble, my cheeks blazing red with embarrassment and I turned my head away from him so that he couldn’t see it. I felt his free hand raise and then his slender fingers tilted my chin and turned my face to face him once again, I noticed that his pale cheeks were also red with embarrassment.

“Perhaps no guy has liked you as much as I do,” he says and I giggle before leaning up to give his cheeks a small kiss. “God I feel so embarrassed right now but would you perhaps wanna go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend, not as friends but maybe as my date?”

“Merlin’s George! Do you know how long I’ve waited for you to ask me out? Of course I’ll go on a date with you,” I exclaimed and soon I was picked up from the ground and George was twirling me around, our red and green robes twirling around us.

anonymous asked:

Ok , then can u do Gom as fathers when their baby ( you can choose their sex ) first steps they look cute and they are hit the wall or fall hard ( something funny or scary or cute ) u can choose that , I'm so excited for that , thanks a lot ❤️

Here ya go! Wow, this was an adorable request quq I loved writing daddy GOM TwT I hope you like it as much as I did! ;w; ))

Akashi smiled softly at your small baby boy, seated down beside you in your living room. For about two weeks now, your baby has been fumbling about all over, crawling around the baby-proof rooms of your home. You two thought he was just about ready to walk, so here you were, encouraging your son with bright, excited looks on both of your faces. 

“Come on, you can do it~!” You chimed to your baby, watching as he looked between you and your husband. “Come to mommy and daddy~ We know you can do it~” Akashi cooed along with you, the two of your clapping your hands and giving the little boy words of encouragement. With the positive words of his parents, the small child shakily stood on his feet, giggling now as he started to take his first steps.

“Ah, there you go! Seijuurou, look how cute he is~!” You squealed, holding onto his arm for a moment with a proud gleam in your eye. “He really seems to like it!” He chuckled as you both looked down at your son the closer he waddled to you. You held your arms out at the ready together in case the small boy fell, but the gleam in your child’s bright red hues seemed to have no fear with each step he took.

However, when he stood in front of you two, he seemed to lose his balance and fell back on his bum, a laugh leaving him as he clapped his hands. 

“Oh God,” Seijuurou sucked in a breath as you picked up your baby, peppering his chubby cheeks in kisses. “Our baby - he’s so cute…I’m so proud of him…!” He couldn’t help but say with utmost pride, just so happy that his child actually walked. “I knew he would be walking soon! He has his father’s determination~” You commented, smiling sweetly at your husband as the baby boy reached up to play with Akashi’s shirt buttons. “He’s going to do great things when he’s older,” He smiled back, kissing your lips softly before gently taking his son’s hand to kiss his palm, too.

“I know he will.”

“Damn, how the hell are you supposed to work this thing?”


“Why is this so difficult?! It’s just a dumb old video camera!”

“Honey- Honey, the red light is blinking. It’s on.”

Aomine blinked at this, turning the camera in his hands to face him so he could see the light. “Oh,” He laughed. “My bad.” Shaking his head, he turned the camera back on you and your baby boy from just across the carpet. “So, here we are with my absolutely gorgeous wife and my favorite little panther! Looks like he’s finally ready to walk!” The tanned male narrated, smiling proudly at his little boy. “Look at him! That face of determination! He’s ready to tear up that floor!”

You laughed at that happily, shaking your head as you gently fix the dark blue hat on your baby’s head, a little hair of your color visible by the edges. “Daiki, you’re making him sound like a warrior or something when he’s really just a big sweetheart.” You snickered, kissing your baby’s forehead as he giggled and looked up at you with eyes almost identical to his father’s. “What?! He’s a killer, _______! Look at that face, babe! He’s scaring me!” He insisted, zooming in on the child’s face.

The little cutie turned to the camera and giggled more, grabbing at the air in its direction.

“Oh yes, the scariest finger painting killer ever~!” You laughed, playfully tickling at your baby’s tummy, making those cute giggles of his come out more. “So, you ready, babe? Can I let him go to you?” You asked as the large male sat by the coffee table, setting the camera up so it caught all three of you. “Yeah, you can let him go! Let’s see him walk!” He chimed, pumped, ready to see his son in action. 

“Already, go on, little one~” You cooed, kissing your baby’s chubby little naturally tanned cheek before letting him go. “Go to daddy~” You encourage, watching as he turned those large oceanic blue eyes at you before turning back to his father. On shaky, chubby little legs, the small boy stood back up and smiled brightly up at his father, making grabbing motions with both of his hands.

“Yeah, that’s right, son! Come to daddy!” Aomine encouraged, outstretching his arms to your son as he started to waddle over to him and rather quickly at that. “Look at him go!” You laughed happily, clasping your hands with a bright look to your eyes as you watched him rush over to his dad. He really did love both of his parents quite a lot. “He’s doing great! Eyes on the prize! You got this!” He encouraged his son the closer to him he got.

Yet, when he had made it right in front of him, the poor baby seemed to lose his balance and fall forward.


You both panicked and called out your baby’s name, already shuffling over to him, but the sweetheart already lifted his head to see his parents beside him. He smiled happily at the sight and made grabbing motions at you, not at all seeming hurt. You both let out a breath of relief at this as Aomine picked his son up to set him on his lap. “Well, he made it pretty far.” He commented, smiling at you proudly as you gently stroked your baby’s smooth little head.

“Yeah, he did. Our baby really is quite a scrapper…~”

Kise squealed in excitement in your baby girl’s room with his hands clasped together, bouncing in place. “Look at how cute she is in her little dress, _______-cchi! She looks so happy!” He chimed out, gesturing to the blonde baby on your lap. “She really does love her dresses, Ryouta~ We should get her more today!” You commented, gently fixing the skirt of your baby’s dress so it laid out correctly. “Oh, most definitely! But first, let’s see that baby waddle, Hima!” He cheered, smiling brightly at his giggling child.

“Alright, sweetie,” You carefully set your baby down on her feet, helping her stay up in balance. “Go to daddy! Go to daddy, sweetheart!” You encouraged, smiling at her brightly before she started to waddled out of your grasp towards her father. Happy as can be, she reached out to her daddy the closer she got, her little red and white polkadot dress swaying about with her clumsy motions. Her little legs, however, still weren’t exactly ready to walk a great distance. So, when she was just a little ways away from her father, she tripped forward.

Luckily, though, her daddy was there to catch her.

You let out a breath of relief when you saw him pick up his baby, smiling at her brightly as he kissed her nose. “That’s my courageous little model! Wow, you’re gonna rock that catwalk when you grow up~!” He chimed out proudly, hugging her close to him as she laughed and began to play with his locks of blonde hair. “_______-cchi, wasn’t she amazing~?!” You laughed and nodded happily, moving over to join them. “She was spectacular~ She’ll make an adorable model~” You cooed, gently pinching her chubby little cheeks.

“You know what? We should get her nice big hats today, too! She can toss them in the crowd to all her adoring fans~!”

Kuroko turned out to be a very protective parent over his little baby girl. He had taken it upon himself to baby-proof most of the house, padding up dangerous corners and such in any room the baby was mobile in. Oh boy, and when you said she may start walking soon, it only worried him more! Of course he was excited, but still. He never wanted anything to happen to your baby girl.
So, when the day came to try, he was ready.

“Alright, we should be fine now.” He commented after setting down the soft padding on the floor where the baby would walk upon, having even put a pillow down in front of him in case she fell forward. “I’m ready for the oncoming baby, _______-kun.” He told you with a smile, getting ready to catch his baby in case the situation called for it. “Oh, Tetsu~” You giggled, kissing your blue haired baby’s sweet little head before setting her wriggling form down on the padding. 

“Go on~ Go to daddy~” Looking up at you with eyes of wonder, she looked back at her father when you gestured to him and started to move, the little bunny pajamas she was wearing shifting about when she stood to walk. It looked like the tail actually wriggled! Adorable! “Okay, Yuki-kun, just take it one step at a time~ That’s it~” He cooed gently, smiling in a proud, bright manner as she approached him.

However, once she was in front of the pillow, she blinked and sat back down, grabbing at it. Giggling because of how soft it was, the small child wriggled it around at her father, smiling happily at him. He smiled back down at her softly as she played with the pillow and you joined the two, wrapping your arms around your husband from behind so you could rest your chin on his shoulder. “Isn’t she adorable? See, Tetsu? She’s fine~ Have a little faith~” You cooed, kissing his cheek. “I know, I just…I want to be a good dad to her.” He responded, gently reaching out to stroke his daughter’s head.

“You’re an amazing dad, Tetsu. You don’t ever need to worry about that~”

“_______? _______! Get in here quick! I think he’s finally going to try!”

Midorima certainly was excited about this! For a while, your baby boy has been standing on his feet, just about to walk, but always fell back into his seat. You and your husband have been happily awaiting the day the green eyed baby boy would finally take his first steps and it seemed like it was finally happening! Shakily so, he stood up on especially wobbly legs, trying to keep his balance with those large eyes of his trained on his father.

“What? For real!?” You called, rushing into the living room from the kitchen, having been getting your baby’s formula. Your eyes brightened when you saw he was on his feet, his eyes locked on those of his father’s as he took a shaky first step. “I knew today was going to be a lucky day…!” Midorima commented, holding his arms out towards the small child while you watched from the doorway. It was almost as if you thought even moving an inch would ruin it. 

“Oh, Shintarou, he’s doing so well~!” You exclaimed brightly, biting your lip with a brilliant smile. You couldn’t believe it was finally happening! One step, then two, then three! Ah, he was actually moving! Always keeping his arms outstretched to maintain some sort of balance to himself. It was the sweetest thing you ever did see!

However, just as the poor dear made it half way, he seemed to have lost his footing and fell back on his bum, making his large eyes water with tears.

Crying filled the room and you and Midorima were quick to rush to your child’s side. “Awe, come on, it’s okay. Mommy and daddy are here…” He cooed to the small boy once he was in his arms, gently bouncing him in place. “Shh, shh, don’t cry, sweetheart…” You murmured softly, gently wiping at the tears on his cheeks. Sniffling, the little boy whimpered at his parents and took a gentle hold of a lock of his father’s hair in one hand while the other held onto one of your fingers. You both smiled softly at your son when he seemed to calm down because of the contact, the love in your little family more than just visible.

That little boy always felt safe when he was with his mom and dad, after all.

“Atsushi! Oh God, Atsushi!”

“_______-chin? Are you alright?!”

“Hurry up here! Come to Hana’s room!”

Heavy footsteps could be heard rushing up the strairs of your home as Murasakibara ran over to your baby girl’s room. Concerned, he looked into the colorful room to find you sitting a little ways away from your baby as she seemed to be…standing on her feet! “Atsushi, I think she’s gonna do it this time! She’s gonna walk!” Your husband’s eyes brightened considerably at this and he immediately made his way to your side, sitting next to you.

Wobbling quite a bit on her feet, the purple haired baby girl looked up at her parents and stretched her arms out to them as she actually began to walk for the first time. “Ah, _______-chin~ Look how cute Mini-chin is~” Murasakibara cooed to you, smiling sweetly at your baby girl. ‘Mini-chin’ was a nickname he had bestowed upon your child when she was born since she had features of both of you and was so tiny. She could even sit pretty well on the palm of his large hand, too!

Watching in excitement, the two of you made sure to keep a careful eye on your baby as she made her very first steps in case she may need help. You two didn’t want her to get hurt, after all. “She’s absolutely adorable~ We have the cutest baby ever~” You beamed, smiling happily as your baby got a little closer. Though, the poor darling tripped on her foot just as she got in front of you and fell forward, but thankfully you had a quick reflex to catch her.

This, however, didn’t stop the little girl from crying. 

“Awe, Hana, it’s okay…! I got you!” You cooed to your crying baby, scooping her up to craddle her in your arms. Your husband frowned sadly at the sight of her, not at all liking when she was upset. So, he leaned down and gently nipped at her nose in a toothless manner to get her attention. “Hey, Mini-chin, look at me~” He mused, starting to pull at his own cheeks and stick his tongue out in hopes of making her laugh with silly faces. Following his lead, you smiled and started to make silly looks as well, still bouncing her in your hold. “Look, Mini-chin, don’t cry~ Laugh for us~” He cooed on.

It all seemed to work, too, since a smile angled your baby’s lips at the sight of your faces, soon followed by happy giggling.

You and your husband smiled softly at the sight as you rested your head on his shoulder and he wrapped an arm around your waist. “She has such a cute laugh~” You marveled, nuzzling into his side as your baby made grabbing motions at you two. “Well, she is our baby~ She’s the cutest little sugar ball ever, _______-chin~” He responded, squeezing you a little closer.

“What’s to be expected when she has the sweetest father ever~?“ 

I Know That Love Is Strong Enough (Larry Stylinson AU)

Harry is in the famous boy band One Direction

Louis is his boyfriend whose along for the ride

Somehow, they’ll make it through

Because in any universe, Harry and Louis always find a way

(AU where Louis wasn’t put in one direction after xfactor, but that didn’t stop him and Harry from falling in love anyways)

“I’m so proud of you,” Louis smiled. Harry and him were sitting on the floor of the Janitor’s closet. They were putting off Louis’ departure from bootcamp. After the boys were picked, Harry and Louis laughed and hugged and said “at least we’re both out, who needs them anyways?” But then, when they were called back, and Simon called off names of the boys who would be put in a group, Harry was called, and Louis was not. And now Harry was staying and Louis was leaving, and neither of them were quite sure how to deal with that. 

“I should really go, my mum has texted me like a hundred times,” Louis laughed through his tears.He was so happy for Harry, but getting caught still wasn’t a good feeling.

“Don’t,” Harry whined and wrapped Louis up in his arms.

“I have to. I have to go home so I can cheer for my best friend on my couch. And you need to go out there and be a superstar,” Louis smiled through his tears, hugging Harry back. 

“I don’t want to be a superstar without you,” Harry mumbled.

“Well you have to. Because I can’t be seen with not famous boys.”

“Hey!” Harry giggled.

“Yeah. The only reason I befriended you is because I knew you’d become famous and i could make you buy me stuff,” Louis joked.

“I hate you,” Harry smiled and pressed his forehead to Louis’.

“You should make me miserable.”

“How can I do that?”

“You could kiss me. I’d really hate to be kissed,” Louis said hesitantly but seriously, knowing if Harry laughed in his face that he could always cover it up as a joke.

But Harry just grabbed Louis’ cheeks and pressed their lips together. Louis wrapped his small arms tightly around Harry’s neck, kissing him forcefully, just in case this was his first and last kiss he would ever get the pleasure of sharing with Harry Edward Styles.

But destiny proved it to be just the first of many.


Three years later…


Harry and Louis are on the red carpet in tuxes and ties, they both smell like hair gel and their hands are entwined. It’s been three years since that night in the closet, which Ironically is the day they both came out of the closet. They’ve been boyfriends through it all, through One Direction losing, and then their spiral to the top of the charts. Harry had never made an attempt to hide his sexuality or his relationship with Louis, against management’s orders.

“Harry who have you brought with you this year to the Grammy’s?” An interviewer says.

“My boyfriend, Louis Tomlinson,” Harry smiles.

“Louis what are your thoughts tonight?” She asks.

“I’m just proud One Direction was nominated at all, whether they win or lose I’m the proudest boyfriend here,” Louis smiled, looking up at Harry. In the past few years, Harry had sprouted upwards. He now towers over Louis at 6’‘3, and Louis remains at 5’'9.

“Awe. You’re a cutie,” Harry smiles and pecks Harry’s lips.

“Well good luck,” the interviewer smiled and the boys walked off to their seats. Harry has his arm wrapped around Louis’ waist securely as they walk past the tons of celebrities and photographers. Louis looks around in awe. He hadn’t been with Harry on his last tour, so he wasn’t used to the thousands of lights and people in his face. Harry just ushers him quickly to their seats and sits down, next to them are his bandmates, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, and Liam Payne. Louis can’t help but to look at them with envy. Those are the boys who won. The boys who were good enough to sing on a stage with Harry.

“I hope you win tonight babe,” Louis says smiling as Harry puts an arm around Louis’ shoulder.

“Win or lose, we have an album nominated for best record of the year! That’s a win all on it’s own!” Harry smiled.

Harry doesn’t realize how much that hurts. He of course loves his boyfriend and is so happy Harry made it, but he can’t help but think that he should be apart of it. He will always wish that he could have been in the band, always wonder what could have been if One Direction had been a group of five instead of four.

“You’re brilliant Harry,” Louis smiles, swallowing his pride and his selfish jealousy, and just taking it in. Because he’s here, at the grammy’s. Not to mention he’s with the love of his life. He’s been there as Harry sobbed about the media wrecking him, been there when Harry squealed and danced with him around the kitchen because Take Me Home had reached number one across the globe, been there when Harry just needed someone normal, and needed an escape from the crazy life.

And Louis can’t help but believe this happened for a reason, and if he was in the band, that Modest would do even more then they were already doing to try to keep them apart.

Later that night, Harry squeezes Louis’ hand when their category is up. And Louis jumps up and screams and throws his arms around Harry when they win. He’s probably louder then all of the boys together. Harry doesn’t care though. He’s just so fond of Louis, and so happy he made Louis proud. 

Harry thanks “my amazing, perfect boyfriend, for supporting me through everything and helping me through the good and the bad while making this album”. 

And Louis cries from happiness.

That and he really is so so proud. 


Louis and Harry are lounging around their house, or really, Louis is. He’s propped up against pillows on the bed while Harry is checking off things on his list of things to bring on the Take Me Home Tour. The two of them are discussing little domestic things, like if they should get a cat for Harry or what they should get for dinner.

“Louis, come with me,” Harry says abruptly. 

“What?” Louis said, sitting up more. He’s wearing nothing but one of Harry’s big sweaters and a beanie (“Why are you wearing a hat in the house?” Harry had asked. “Because my ears get cold.” “You and your cute little ears,” Harry teased, and Louis just kissed him to shut him the hell u). 

“Come on tour with me. The boys would love to have you, and you could be like my number one groupie,” Harry smiled.

“Harry I have work,” Louis pointed out.

“Which is ridiculous because I make more than enough to support us. Quit your stupid job! Come explore America with me!” Harry begged, tossing a flannel shirt into his bag and then moving swiftly over to Louis’ side. 

“You’d really want me being a pain in the ass during your entire year long tour?”

“I want you with me everywhere always.”

“Is this even allowed?”

“If you don’t go, I won’t go.”

“I want to Harry,” Louis smiled. 

Harry put his hands on Louis’ cheeks and pressed their foreheads together. Louis leaned up and kissed Harry softly, looping his arms around Harry’s neck and kissing him deeper. “Now I won’t have to cry tonight at the thought of you leaving tomorrow,” Louis smiled widely.

“That’s right. All you have to do is pack.”


Life on tour is wonderful. Of course, it takes Louis some getting used to. He doesn’t like the cameras in his face everywhere he goes. He especially hates when him and Harry are trying to go out to dinner or go to a show, and they get delayed for forty minutes while Harry signs autographs. 

Life on the tour bus is fun though. There are only four bunks, but of course, Harry and Louis either cram together and share, or just sleep together on the large sofa in the main part of the bus. Harry makes eggs and grilled cheeses and raman noodles for Louis all the time in the small kitchenette. It’s almost like home except smaller and there are three other lads with them.

Louis is constantly disapointed when they have to leave a big city before he gets the chance to wander. Some days they’ll pull up just before the sound check starts, and leave for the next town right afterwards.

When they’re in Chicago, Louis is dying to see the Sears Tower. Harry is trapped to commitments with their PR team and a meet and greet plus two concerts, so there’s no time. So while Harry goes to the meet and greet, Louis left to go to the city, showing himself around and seeing some of the sites. He goes to Geno’s East (a popular deep dish pizzeria) and eats there, then gets a small pizza in a box for Harry so he doesn’t feel like he missed out. However, on his way back to the meet and greet, someone spots him and after that it’s all downhill.

“Sorry, I really just want to walk through please,” Louis smiles, trying to push through them. He had always been with Harry during these situations and he wasn’t used to getting crowded when he was by himself. In his mind he was just the boyfriend, so he didn’t understand why these girls would want to talk to him.

He was getting all kinds of things yelled at him, some were even asking for his autograph or asking him to give their twitters to Harry to follow. Others were saying cruel things, that he didn’t deserve Harry or that he was just using Harry for money and fame.

Louis felt as though he was going to have a panic attack. He began hypervenilating as he continued to just shove through. He felt bad but tried his best to be careful with the young girls as he pushed them aside. 

“Faggot! Harry isn’t even gay! You turned him gay!”

He turned around to see who had said that but the voice was just one of many. Louis began crying as he gripped the box of pizza in his hands, holding his one shopping bag on his wrist as he finally made it to a cab and got in. 

When he made it to the sound check, he went backstage and was still shaken up, tears on his face as he watched Harry practice “still the one”. Harry looked over and smiled and waved, his happy exterior fading when he noticed Louis had tears on his cheeks. Harry immediately handed his microphone to Liam and ran over to Louis. Louis set the pizza and his bag down on the ground and opened his arms. 

Harry scooped Louis up protectively and rushed him to his dressing room, closing the door and hugging Harry tightly. “Hey now, what happened?” Harry whispered, backing Louis up against the wall. When Louis’ back was flat against the wall, Harry placed both his arms on either side of his head to keep Louis in a little, safe box of nothing but Harry.

“I got mobbed,” Louis cried.

“What? By who?”

“The fans. They were asking for your phone number and calling me a faggot and saying I didn’t deserve you.”

“Louis none of that-” Harry cut him off.

“They said I turned you gay and that I’m only dating you for fame and money. But Harry, none of that is even true!” Louis cried, his hands finding Harry’s shirt hem and holding harry closer.

“Shhh love I know. They’re just jealous because you have my heart and they have no chance of ever being with me. One because I’m into dick obviously, but also because I am madly in love with you baby.”

Louis let out a sob but nodded, wrapping his arms around Harry’s neck.

Harry held Louis close for a few minutes before Zayn knocked on the door and asked if everything was alright. Harry kissed Louis deeply and rubbed his tears off.

“How about some cuddling after the concert?”

“I’d like that,” Louis nodded.

“Now let’s get you some water to drink and then find you a couch or something to sit on during the show.”

“Okay. And Harry? I bought you pizza.”

Harry laughed, “I love you,” he smiled and took Louis’ hand in his, walking back out to the backstage area. He asked a security guard to keep an eye on Louis and then Louis settled down on a couch, watching his wonderful boyfriend sing on stage. 

Life was hard being the significant other of a member of the world’s biggest boyfriend, but Louis could never ask for anything better than Harry.


After months into the tour, they get into their first real fight in years. Louis is tired of following Harry around the country. Anytime they go out, he’s too busy with the fans to really pay attention to him. Louis knows it seems selfish, but he doesn’t think it’s really too much to ask for some alone time out in the town with his boyfriend.

“I think I may go home to London,” Louis says one day. The two of them are on the couch, blankets covering them and Greece is playing on the TV in the background. 

“What?” Harry says, completely taken by surprise.

“Harry it’s boring just following you around like a dog. Besides, the whole reason I came was so we wouldn’t have to be apart for a year but I hardly ever see you here anyways so what’s the point? I want to go home, see my mum, do some stuff for myself,” Louis sighed.

“You’re just going to up and go? Because it’s too hard on you? I have to deal with this everyday Lou! It’s nothing you can’t handle,” Harry said stubbornly.

“Harry I know what I can and can not handle and sure, I can deal with waiting in the cold for hours while you meet twelve year olds, but I don’t want to. I just want to have a day with you where you aren’t being rushed off to a CD signing or a sound check.”

“What happened to you supporting me?”

“Oh my God Harry! I do support you!” Louis said, raising his voice and sitting up from where he was laying on harry’s chest. Louis looked down at Harry with sadness and anger in his eyes.

“Then why are you leaving me?”

“I’ve been on tour with you for close to six months already Harry. I tried my best but it’s so hard to deal with all this pressure. I never asked for any of this.”

“Then maybe we shouldn’t be together.”

“I never said I wanted to break up.”

“You’re disrespecting my fans!”

“Whose more fucking important? Me or your fans?” Louis screamed, hurt.

“At least my fans understand what a privilege it is to date me. You just take me for granted Louis!” Harry sat up and yelled.

“I do not take advantage of you or your love Harold.”

“Lou-” But Louis didn’t let him finish.

“All the attention has changed you Harry. I miss the boy from xfactor who was always blushing and always laughing at my jokes and would always say how much he couldn’t believe he was there. I miss when you were grateful. You know what? If you want someone who treats you high and mighty just because you have some thirteen year old girls buying your shitty pop music, pop music that not even YOU would listen to, then be my guest.”

Louis rubbed his eyes from tears but didn’t move. He wanted Harry to apologize. He wanted Harry to say he was sorry and he was wrong and that he appreciated how hard Louis had tried. He wanted to be told that it was okay to go home, because he’s been here for six months and he just can’t handle it.

“I’ll book you a flight for the first thing in the morning.”

Louis shivered but nodded, getting up from the couch and going over to the bunk, climbing in and sobbing himself to sleep. 


The next morning, he woke up and there as a plane ticket and boarding pass on his chest. Louis shuddered and got up, pulling on a hoodie, not bothering to fix his messy fringe and put his glasses on. After grabbing his bags, he got off the bus and caught a cab, which took him to the airport.

He cried the entire plane ride home.


A month later, Louis is sitting in him and Harry’s house. It feels empty. Louis keeps his laptop and phone away form him at all times. It huts too much to see the “no missed messages” sign pop up. It’s even harder to resist just calling and apologizing.

He knows he’s a mess. He spends most of his day in sweat pants and tee shirts laying on the couch with his glasses on. He tries reading or watching TV, but not much can help distract you when you have lost the love of your life.

Eventually he finds his way to Harry’s twitter page being open on his laptop. He cries and cries as he reads Harry tweeting happy tweets about how much fun he’s having on tour. 

And Louis can’t help but think if he hadn’t been such a selfish jerk, he would still be on tour with Harry.

Louis falls asleep on the couch that night, laptop still open and TV still on. He awakes to someone taking his glasses off his face and setting them on the coffee table before he is being easily lifted up into someone’s arms.

“hey what the hell,” he mumbles, beginning to squirm around trying to escape the unknown person’s arms.

“Shh it’s just me love.”

Louis tilts his head up to see Harry there. Louis just starts crying again and buries his head into Harry’s chest. “Harry what are you doing here?” He breathes out shakily, because Harry still had four months left to be in America.

“I was tired of being a million miles away from the boy I love. I needed to apologize and it needed to be said in person.”

Harry sets Louis down in the bed and climbs in beside him. Harry scoops Louis back up into his lap and holds him closely, rubbing Louis’ back and holding one of his hands.

“I’m sorry I said I wanted to leave.”

“You were right though. It’s stressful and I’m sure it was hard just watching me ruin our plans by stopping every five seconds for a fan. I hated it too. You don’t understand how badly I wanted to just be with you. I’m sorry I was being an asshole.”

“I just can’t believe you dumped me over that,” Louis whispered hesitantly.

“I know boo. God I’m such a fucking idiot. I missed you everyday. I missed all your stupid quirks and all your cute habits and your snarky banter. I was miserable.”

“I was miserable too,” Louis whimpered.

“I’m so sorry Lou. I really am. I know I’m not any better than anyone else. I’m sorry for acting like a brat about it. I know you appreciate me. You appreciate and respect and love and understand me more than anyone else. And that’s why I belong with you.”

“Just to me. You only belong to me,” Louis nodded, wrapping his arms around Harry’s neck and squeezing him tightly.

“Always Lou. I promise.”

“When do you leave to go back to America?”


“Can I come with?”

“Louis you don’t have to..”

“No. I want to. I want to be with you. I’d rather be super busy than here with nothing to do but miss you. And I’d rather stare at the back of your head while you sigh autographs than be a million miles away from you for four more months.”

Louis pressed his lips to Harry hungrily and the two kissed for a while. They had both missed the taste of each other more than anything they had ever missed in their lives.

Harry laid down in the bed and covered their bodies with the blanket and cuddling close to each other, running their hands through each other’s hair and kissing each other’s skin and just putting little touches on each other.

“I slept with your sweater every day,” Harry whispered.

“You’re a dork.”

“Shut up.”

“Can I tell you a secret?”

“Sure babe.”

“i slept with your sweater too.”


(Feedback is appreciated
Title from the AMAZING song: San Francisco by The Mowglis
Thanks for reading!)

Seven Days of Christmas: Day 2

Summary: When the holidays don’t turn out the way you planned, seven people bring you holiday cheer and celebrate with you.

Genre: Cute, Fluff, Fun

Length: 1939


In the middle of the night, you woke up because your mattress shifted slightly. When you opened your eyes, you saw JB sitting on the edge of your bed, eating the last of your ice cream. “Hey! That’s mine!” you shouted.

“It’s your own fault that I’m eating it. I told you to go shopping, didn’t I? Well, I don’t see my cake anywhere,” JB muttered, taking another spoonful of ice cream.

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Your Love Is A Waiting Game by sara2117 -  Oliver and felicity have a one night stand but Oliver doesn’t remember any of it so Felicity doesn’t mention it but then she finds out she’s pregnant and basically you need to read this because it is amazing and I kind of might have read it all in one sitting. Whoops. 

Actions Speak Louder Than Words (and other true sayings) by So_Caffeinated (so_caffeinated) - Basically Felicity gets kidnapped on her way home from work and she eventually talks her kidnapper into letting her go. She then walks into The Arrow (literally) and kisses him and then lots of bad stuff happens and this fic is destroying my life. You should read it. 

Songs Not Made For Love (Our Soundtrack) by Jules_Ink -  “Oliver Queen engaged to secretary.” Will an incorrect news article bring our two favourite people together?


Dating Series by  skimmy77 - Pretty much how it sounds. This is just a series of Olicity dates and they are both adorable. 

Like Teenagers Do and A Decent Proposal by byredpendreaming - This is a fluffy one shot duology where Oliver and Felicity are teachers and their students ship them.

One Shots

Patch It Up and Sew It Shut (my scars are all but gone) by sarcastic_fina - Felicity comes home from a long day of work and finds Oliver being a cutie with their daughter. 

Of fun fairs, falsehoods and Captain’s hats by  Iceinherheart - This is a super cute fic and basically I am in love with the father-daughter relationship going on between Captain Lance and Felicity. Also Oliver is adorable as usual. 

Don’t Forget to Remember Me by arrows-and-fairytales - Oliver is being his normal broody self because Felicity has amnesia and Roy is being a cutie as per usual. 

Secretly by bitchwitharrow - Felicity and Oliver try to hide their relationship from Team Arrow… basically Diggle is the leader of the Olicity fan club. 

Cold Toes, Warm Hearts by hopedreamlovepray - Felicity is cold so she uses Oliver as her person human blanket. Why is my otp so cute?

Drunken Oliver by arrows-and-winchesters - Oliver is a bit drunk and all he wants to do is make out with Felicity and he is kind of completely adorable. 

I’m Pregnant by nikkibeckettcsm - Felicity tries to tell Oliver she’s pregnant but he’s completely oblivious and omg my otp are the cutest!

Oliver is a daddy by cityofolicity - Felicity tells Oliver he’s going to be a dad and I swear I die a little bit more every time I read one of these fics. 

Draw Me Like One of Your French Girls by flash-smoak-and-arrows - Felicity likes to draw Oliver shirtless and one day he sees her drawing him and they are too cute omg. 

Felicity and the Stitches by SOPHIE1973 - Felicity is high on pain meds because she had to go to the dentist and she is super cute and also Oliver is a great husband. 

Collection of Olicity Prompts: by Hcourageous - Collection of adorable Olicity prompts

Flash Fiction #6: In The Dark by ShouldBeSleeping - Oliver has a nightmare and Felicity is adorable and makes him feel better

No Talking by pambelina - Felicity loses her voice and uses flash cards to communicate

I Hate Mushrooms! (FF#1) by whoseeswhatsyetunseen - Team Arrow goes on a hike and Felicity hates mushrooms and ohmygosh Olicity tension 

“She said ‘boy can I tell you a terrible thing?’” by LizBristow - Felicity thinks she has cancer. Does she? How will she tell Oliver?

Fluffy times for catvampcrazines by malekin - Basically what the title says. Olicity fluff galore also Oliver is adorable when he’s taking care of Felicity

All Well That Ends Well by @wagamiller - Oliver comes back home to Felicity from Nanda Parbat 

50.009, 50.010 by diggo26 - Oliver counts Felicity’s hair HE IS SUCH A CUTIE!

Dancing In A Snow Globe Round and Round by serenadreams - Oliver says i love you in a million different ways (not quite a million but still if you’re looking for adorable olicity fluff this is a must read) 

It Was A Damn Close Call Tonight (We Nearly Lost Our Heart In A Cold Gun Fight) by Sarcastic_fina - Felicity gets shot and it kinda shakes up the whole team, especially Oliver. Also Felicity wants pancakes. 

The Inseparables Chat logs (EPISODES 1-23)

Did you want to read the inseparables’ messages but you couldn’t while focusing on watching the show? I’ve got your back.

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Take this sinking ship and point it home [ bellarke ]

Or 4 times they thought Bellamy was dating her and 1 time Clarke couldn’t keep lying to herself.

This is for the prompt “a small child asks person a if they are in love with person b” and I kind of got too excited, here’s your fic @royalblakes. The title is from Glen Hansard’s Falling Slowly. I hope you enjoy!
Beta-ed by the cutest of all cuties @antebellamy

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Masterpiece // S.W.
Anonymous requested:
Can I please have one where y/n is extremely curvy and the boys treat her to go out shopping and she’s embarrassed because the guys chose clothes that don’t really fit her so she gets upset and goes home then Sam comforts her

2015: The year of change. A revolution of acceptance towards others and even ourselves. I am no exception. I’ve always been a bit ‘on the heavier side,’ as my mother would describe, but it wasn’t until late last year that I began the road to body love. Needless to say, I still find myself having difficulty dealing with self-image. 

One of the main scenarios would be shopping with my slimmer friends. Don’t get me wrong, I loved them all to death, but it could get rather discouraging when they got to shop in the normal section whilst I floated through the plus sizes. As much as I enjoyed spending time with them, I preferred shopping alone most of the time. Today was one of those times.

I had just walked into a random store in the mall, readily set on achieving a successful shopping day. However, within mere moments I found myself in the direct view of a couple of my male friends. I turned away in hopes that they’d be oblivious of my presence, but the inevitable won as I heard them talk amongst themselves.

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under the mistletoe;

❅ Day 20 of the Christmas Writing Event ❅

member/group- jihoon/Seventeen

prompt- college!jihoon + mistletoe kisses

listen to- this


Every single year, Eta Alpha held the best Christmas party on campus. It contained alcohol- of course-, gift exchanges, dancing all night, and a plethora of idiotic games that would win your prizes. And even though you were not the typical party girl, this was one time you had to make an exception.

“C'mon Y/N, you’re so slow!” your friend, Jackson, called back at you. He was a little too excited for this party and you were simply going too slow for his liking.

“I’m coming, don’t freak out,” you grumbled as you picked up a slight jog to catch up. Jackson immediately swung his arm around your shoulders and gave you a squeeze.

“I bet we can find you a boyfriend tonight,” he challenged and you shook your head no. Boyfriends weren’t for you, at least not now. You were in the middle of your studies and the last thing you wanted was somebody to give you a distraction. Plus, you were too shy to try and go date a frat guy anyway.

Jackson rolled his eyes at your opposition but didn’t say anything else as you guys walked up the steps of Eta Alpha’s porch. It was already packed with people and the music was practically vibrating the ground it was so loud. You suddenly felt a bit uneasy as Jackson opened the door for you both to enter, but you pushed it down. It couldn’t kill you to let loose a little right?

As soon as you joined the party, you heard a few guys begin to shout Jackson’s name, then come up and slap him on the backs. They were all shirtless, with red pants and suspenders to resemble Santa. Though, for some reason they had worn reindeer antlers instead of hats.

You slipped away quietly, letting Jackson catch up with his friends. Everybody was dancing all around you as you tentatively made your way into the kitchen. Of course, there was a whole counter dedicated to beverages- Make your own eggnog! Most alcoholic wins!- and people seemed to mill around that the most. You steered clear of it all and instead went back to where they kept the good stuff- the snacks.

It wasn’t extremely impressive, but there was a whole bunch of cookies. You picked a snowflake sugar cookie and took a bite out of it, humming at the taste. They were undoubtedly store-bought, but they were still appetizing.

“Any good?”

You turned around to see a boy you didn’t really recognize standing behind you. He wore a thick red sweater and the same reindeer antlers as the boys before, so you guessed he was a part of this fraternity too. Fortunately, he looked like one of the sane ones.

“Yeah, they’re not bad,” you replied and took another bite. He approached your side and grabbed a sparkly Christmas tree and took a bite. He nodded and swallowed before giving you a small smile.

“Could be better I guess. But hey, who doesn’t love cheap cookies?” He stuffed the rest of the sugary food into his mouth and you laughed. You didn’t talk for a moment, feeling a bit awkward. Social situations like their wasn’t exactly your favorite thing to do, and it didn’t help that he was seemingly on the shy side too.

“Is this your party?” you decided to ask as you lead the way over to grab a drink.

“Yeah, pretty much. I’m not into parties, as you can tell.” He motioned to the empty kitchen and you nodded.

“Me either. I don’t usually get into the action very much.” You poured a cup of fruit punch for yourself, then raised your eyebrow at the boy as to ask if he wanted one. When he nodded, you made him his own cup.

“Thanks.” He took a drink and made an ahhh sound before turning to you. “I’m Jihoon by the way,” he says and sticks his hand out to you. You give him a confused look and chuckle before giving him a firm shake.

“I’m Y/N.” He smiles at you softly as he lets go of your hand.

“You’re in my Literature class, right?” he asks and you nearly slap your forehead in realization.

That’s where you’ve seen him before! He’s the cutie who always is answering questions correctly and sharing his notes. “Yeah, you are! You’re really smart.” A whole new feeling of confidence flows over you as you deliver to him the compliment. Honestly, you can’t believe you had the guts to say that to such a hot boy. It was really out of character, but why not throw caution to the wind? Finals week was over, anyway.

Jihoon blushes slightly and tries to hide behind his red Solo cup. “Thanks, I didn’t know you noticed.”

The two of you continue to talk, the conversation flowing effortlessly between the two of you. You discover that you both listen to similar music and share favorite artists. It seems like you were talking forever, sharing songs and opinions. You don’t even realize you had nearly migrated back to the party scene until you start hearing the chanting.

Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” everybody begins to cheer. It takes a moment for you to realize they’re shouting it at you. And not just you alone. You and Jihoon.

Jihoon grabs your elbow and points up at the door frame with a blush spread across his cheeks. Right above you hangs a bundle of mistletoe, practically sealing the deal for you and Jihoon’s fate. He takes a second to stick his hands in his pockets and shuffle nervously as the crowd continues. You were starting to feel the pressure yourself as all the attention turned to you.

“Let’s just do it,” you whisper over to your new friend and he nods slightly, turning your way with a anxious look on his face. He reaches over and grabs your hands in his hesitantly, looking at you for permission. You grant it to him and he leans over to you slowly, stopping just as your noses begin to brush.

“You don’t have to do this,” he mumbles and you giggle.

“I already committed to it. Now, show me what you got.” You close the gap and kiss him, slowly and softly. He feels like velvet against your lips, and you silently hoped you had remembered to put on chapstick sometime today.

Cheers erupted from the crowd as you two kissed, everybody clapping and whooping obnoxiously. You could barely focus on them though, because just seconds before, Jihoon had ran his tongue along your bottom lip and made you feel weak in the knees.

As you pulled away, Jihoon gave you smirk. By now, your heart was untamable and beating irregularly as he slid his hands to your hips and pulled you a bit closer. People had begun to lose interest in you both and returned to dancing, but the moment was far from over for you two.

“You’re a good kisser,” he mutters and you feel your face heat up.

“You aren’t too bad yourself, Casanova.” You lean in and give him a short peck.

He looks up at the mistletoe and then at you, a sparkle in his eye. “If we stay under here, we can kiss for however long we want,” he says and you pucker your lips.

“Then kiss me again, you dork.”

[FAN ACCOUNT] 150913 - ‘In the Heights’

Hello all! I was able to get tix for Sunggyu and Dongwoo’s musical ‘In the Heights’. And it was their first performance together too! So first of all, the musical itself was all right. I’m a huge musical lover and this one was just okay. It didn’t have the best music and it was kind of hard for me to understand cause they were mixing really fast Korean (with Spanish accents), Spanish and English into the same sentence. So there were times I was just like… whut did that person just say. But anyway, it’s a musical that started off broadway quite a while ago apparently and it had a lot of latin influences and all I could think about was that I wished Woohyun was in this so we could get Nam Latin back again lol. But the boys were seriously AMAZING in this. I think this role was literally made for Dongwoo. It was just like watching Dongwoo be Dongwoo on stage lol. And gyu… omg don’t get me started. Anyway, I wanted to just enjoy the musical so I didn’t take any notes but i did jot down a few things at intermission so I wouldn’t forget the fun stuff. Much much more under the cut!

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