Being in a relationship with Newt Scamander would include:

Originally posted by newdscamander

Warning: A little bit smut.

A/N: I’m FBAWTFT trash and Newt Scamander is the purest soul I’ve ever seen beside Credence. 

  • The first time you meet Newt Scamander is in your First Year in Hodwarts just before you were sorted into a house. You’re nervous and when he notices it, he walks over to you and tells you not to be afraid of the Sorting Hat. He tells you that he will be proud of you when you walk up the stairs to be sorted into a house. 
    • After you get sorted into your house, you smile brightly at him and he smiles back. 
    • A few days later you find out his name and that he is in his Third Year and was sorted into Hufflepuff. 
    • Ever since then he’s one of your best friends (even if he belongs to a different house).
  • After you graduate Newt picks you up and takes you with him to travel the world to find the most beautiful beasts you’ve ever seen. 
    • You love listening to his stories and facts about the beasts he hides inside his case. 
    • Newt’s very passionate about his research and you’re the only one who is allowed to come into his case.
      • Most of his beasts accept you as their friend.
      • You love playing with and caring for his little friends.
    • While your parents don’t think it’s a good idea to travel around the world with Newt because it gets dangerous, they still think he’s a good man. Newt would protect you at all costs.  
    • Lots of running. 
  • You both love books and you love reading together, cuddling with each other on the bed or couch.  
  • You both practicing magic together.
  • Him being interessted in your hobbys.
    • Him trying everything out you like. 
  • When you’re sick Newt takes care of you until you feel better. The same goes the other way around.
  • One day, after a tiring chase, he kisses you and you kiss him back, burrying your fingers in his fluffy hair while his shaky hands are placed on your hips. 
    • Him apologizing for kissing you and you slapping his shoulder lightly, telling him it was okay and that you liked the kiss very much.
    • Him blushing a little bit.  
  • Your relationship is pure and innocent. Most of the time you share chaste kisses, hold hands, make stupid jokes, play pranks, talk and cuddle. 
  • You’re the one who takes the first steps. 
    • You straddle him on the couch and kiss him passionately after he told you how beautiful and clever you are.
    • Heavy make out sessions happen more often. 
    • You get more comfortable and start touching each other ‘above the belt’. 
      • (You even try to make him touch your boobs, sometimes even under your shirt.)
  • Him telling you he’s still a virgin and you rolling your eyes, telling him you knew it all along because you two were constantly together beside the time between his and your graduation. 
    • Him knowing if you’re a virgin or not. 
  • The first time he eats you out/sucks you off is weird because he doesn’t know how to do it correctly, so you tell him.
    • Newt’s embarassed and you both start laughing. 
  • His first blowjob ends up with him struggling to keep still. 
    • He gags you accidently with his cock and apologizes for hours after that. 
  • Your first time happens a few days after he tells you he’s in love in you. 
    • You’re both clumsy, but take your time.
    • Much laughter.
    • And moans.
    • And tender, soft kissing.
    • You both are very eager to pleasure each other with your fingers and mouth.  
  • You going with Newt to New York and meeting Jacob, Tina and Queenie, your new friends. 
    • You trying to make Jacob ask Queenie if she wants to go on a date.
  • You trying to help Credence but it’s too late. 
  • Taking away Jacob’s memories doesn’t make it better.
  • Newt comforting you. 
    • Cuddling in bed for hours. 

anonymous asked:

rfa reacting to hurting mc accidently when they were arguing? i love your blog so much♥ (◎⌒○⌒◎)

here you go, lovely anon! thank you so much for your kind words aaah smooches you


  • oh boi
  • he did not mean what he just did
  • when you cried when he accidentally hit you on your face while you two were in the middle of a v heated argument
  • he lost it
  • it happened because he was sitting, his back facing you and you were so mad
  • he just won’t turn to look at you while talking
  • you deemed the action to be rude so you squeezed his shoulder to make him look at you
  • buuuut he swatted your hand that held his shoulder, accidentally hitting your face in the process
  • your nose bled because of the accidental force that hit you
  • when he saw the blood and your tears
  • ya boi zen certainly lost it
  • realization of what he did hit him like the waves of the sea, violently shaking his thoughts
  • “Oh god…” he muttered as he hurriedly went beside you, touching your hands that covered your face, “Damn! I’m sorry… Oh god… MC, I’m sorry…!”
  • he was stuttering as he tried his best to comfort you, even running to the fridge to get some cold compress
  • but you were so upset with what happened [ and the pain in your nose was very unbearable ]that you swatted his hand and scooted far away from him
  • he was horrified with your reaction because you never pushed him away in any of the fights you two had since
  • so he figured a breakfast in bed the next morning would be able to calm you down
  • dude slept on the couch all night
  • lucky for him you did not lock the doors
  • you found red rose petals everywhere inside the room when you woke up srsly zen stop thrashing the house lolol
  • a soft sexy music was playing in the background
  • “You’re a goddess in the bedroom
    Devil in them skin tights…
    Drug that I’m hooked to…
    But it’s ok, I’ll be alright …”
    • srsly his singing voice is just uhhhHHHH
  • “Good morning, honey. Breakfast in bed?” winks
  • and you saw him by the door smoothly doing some sexy macho dance while he’s only on his boxers and biting a single rose whispers magic mike anyone?? lolol
  • you literally squealed [ at the breakfast of course ]
  • ( ͡° ͜ ͜ʖ ͡°)


  • poor baehee was so stressed with her job [ imagine x 20 level of stress added to her usual one ]
  • that she had been so grumpy the entire week
  • you wanted to at least lift her mood up by cooking her favorite dish one dinner time
  • but when she got home all tired and upset and ate what you cooked for her you were honestly expectant about her reaction but then
  • she lost it??
  • she started commenting on how it awfully tastes and that you had no consideration about her situation
  • you can cook but you knew that what you did actually tastes fine and you knew the difference between awful food and okay ones so you got hurt by her claims
  • she insisted that you purposely served her this food
  • and that take out tastes better
  • “Uhm … Excuse me?” you asked, incredulous by what she said
  • but!! she did not stop her angry rants
  • and she only snapped out when she heard your soft whimpers
  • you stood up and excused yourself then ran to a separate room and locked yourself in
  • she was so guilty about what she did and that she didn’t actually mean any of what she said
  • she was so lost about what she’ll do to console you since she’s fully aware you’re so upset about what happened
  • so she figured it’s finally time for a vacation
  • you were so surprised to see her packing clothes the next morning that you panicked because is she throwing you out now??
  • when she saw you on the adjacent door, she walked up to you and hung what looks like a necklace made of flowers where did she get all of these beautifully colored flowers?? so early too??
    you slightly flinched on the touch
  • she smiled with regret and clasped your hands with hers
  • “I forgot one most important thing during the times I was stressed out: You. You’re all I ever be needing.” she sighed and pulled you to a soft hug “Let me spend my entire day with you. No works. No stress. I promise. Let’s go to the beach?”
  • you pouted and puffed your cheeks while trying to suppress a smile
  • she squeezed your cheeks then rubbed her nose against yours
  • you giggled and she followed while softly kissing your cheeks
  • and that’s when you fully forgave her(*/∇\*) キャ


  • the fight was actually caused by you
  • and the catalyst was due to jumin’s neglect over you for the past few days all the sweet stuffs in the beginning of your relationship just STOPPED
  • it happened one fancy dinner event with the new investors & he did not even notice how you dressed up for the night
  • your black laced mini cocktail dress and gold pumps did not even make him turn to look at you likE HELLO TRUSTFUNDKID AM I INVISIBLE HERE
  • you were being a bit needy but only because he was very neglectful
  • he even left you alone at the table as he entertained his clients which mostly consisted of young, sophisticated women who want nothing else but to be noticed by this young & eligible business man
  • he did not even introduce you to any of them
  • some women even didn’t have the proper conduct as they just threw their selves right on front of him
  • and he actually seemed to enjoy it??
  • he was smiling from ear to ear!! the nerve! you are so going to sleep on the couch tonight mister
  • because you were ultimately pissed by this, you suddenly stood up and grabbed a strawberry champagne from a passing waiter
  • you drank one wine flute and went for another and another until you felt yourself become dizzy
  • when you got another, you knocked the wine flute to a lady wearing a pink gown she was actually the one who bumped you
  • you froze on the spot
  • the lady shrieked and went to your face, fuming about how expensive her gown was and that you had no manners at all
  • she started making fun of your clothes and told you how tasteless jumin was for choosing someone like you who lets herself get drunk without discretion this btch right here i2sg
  • you got so mad that you were about to slap her when someone caught your arm mid-air
  • your eyes widened when you saw it was jumin and that he was glaring right at you, his hold on your arm turning to a vice grip
  • you flinched and yelped in pain as you grabbed your hand from him, the part where he held producing red marks
  • “What is this immature act I am seeing? You should learn to own up to your mistakes. Apologize to her.” and you became ultimately upset when you saw how he handed the lady his handkerchief and apologized like he owed her his world
  • the lady smiled sweetly and batted her lashes at him the nerve of the btch and smugly raised an eyebrow towards you
  • you got so blinded by rage that you laughed
  • yes. you. laughed.
  • you removed your silk gloves and loosened the ring around your finger
  • “Hey, cat-face!” you were a bit drunk forgive yourself “See this?”
  • he narrowed his metallic irises towards you as you pulled out your engagement ring from your finger and threw it on a wine flute filled with strawberry champagne
  • his eyes widened and panic immediately filled his face, “MC—”
  • you were not taking any of his shits right now
  • “Bye bye.” and you immediately ran out of the event hall
  • you heard a few curses and because you were running on a 4-inch stiletto, Jumin immediately caught up to your retreating figure
  • he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him
  • “Let. Me. Go. Entertain them all you want. I don’t care!you said as you felt tears started to prickle your eyes
  • “If you think I would then you’re wrong. You’re truly thinking low of me, love.” his husky, breathy voice soothed your ears that you forgot why you were even running away in the first place “I’m sorry. I might have been neglecting you
  • he kissed you on your forehead as he pulled your body closer to his and hugged you tight, “You smell like strawberry champagne, sweetheart. Lucky for you, that’s what I like.”
  • the smirk on his face and the curious glances and few murmurs you both got made you flush on your position, growing suddenly shy
  • “Let them see who owns me completely. Who I am crazy for.” he whispers to your ear, his lips lightly grazing the skin there, making you tingly from head to toe “Their opinions doesn’t matter. Let’s go.”
  • srsly jumin han one minute you’re cold then now you’re hot uhm ( ͠° ͟ʖ ͠°)


  • he was raging in LOLOL
  • when the fight broke out and happened
  • you accidentally pulled the LAN router off of the power source and that caused the internet connection to go down you were vacuuming his messy room
  • he screamed when the words ‘YOU ARE OFFLINE. GAME OVER.’ flashed on his screen
  • “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” you gasped when he angrily stood up from his chair causing it to fall over as he marched up to you and pulled the vacuum from the power source as well
  • “Sorry?! I was in the middle of getting a very rare item! It costs a thousand won if you purchase it separately! Darn it, MC!”
  • the boi was fuming mad
  • if he wasn’t being offensive and hurtful right now he would be hella cute
  • but no
  • NO
  • his game was more important than you??
  • down with it boi
  • you narrowed your eyes at him as he continually rambled and ranted about how unlucky he was and that you ruined his chances of ever getting the item that you were more than welcome to leave his house and how you were making him feel hella useless by cleaning the house for him
  • he was saying too many hurtful words with lots of hand gestures that he accidentally hit a glass on the side of his counters and it shattered on the floor
  • you were so surprised that you accidentally stepped on the glass shards and you got pricked by some
  • ya boi yoosung didn’t even notice the glass shards on the floor
  • and only when you cried in pain that his rage disappeared into thin air
  • guilt washed over him like he just took the ice bucket challenge
  • his mouth formed to an ‘O’ shape as his amethyst irises widened in surprise
  • “MC! Oh my god!” he panicked when he saw blood on your foot
  • yes. blood.
  • “Oh gosh. Oh gosh. Oh gosh. MC—” he crouched to see your wound
  • “No! Don’t touch me! Go and play instead!” you cried and limped away from him and tried to get out of his house asap
  • he was so horrified that he was prancing around, scolding and smacking his self for saying those harsh words to you
  • he hurriedly took off from his house and followed you home like some crazy stalker he made sure to buy some meds and treats just in case you kick him out when you see him
  • he knocked on your door and he was right, you were about to kick him out if not for your wounded foot but he was quick to pull you to a hug and he cried so hard
  • “I’m sorry! I was stupid! I’m sorry! I’ll never put games first before you ever again! MC … Don’t leave me. Please. Please … I beg you. I’ll never do it again.” he cried and chanted these words on repeat like a wounded animal
  • you sighed and let him enter your house but you were still not talking to him
  • he was like a puppy adjusting to his new place and when you went to take a bath, he made sure to set up a pillow fort on your living room and prepared some snacks, ice cream and movies to watch
  • it was a movie date night!!
  • he even prepared a small banner that said: ‘I’m sorry. I love you. Forgive me? I’ll do whatever you want! I’ll be your slave!”
  • you managed to stifle a soft giggle at this and boi was he so happy that you finally cracked a positive emotion but you glared at him when he chuckled a bit
  • he whimpered in fright lolol
  • he had been ultra caring towards you to the next few days until you recovered


  • being with Seven and adjusting to his presence was quite hard
  • there are times where he’d just be off where you couldn’t even talk to him properly or he’d be so comical it was quite hard to tell which was his true self
  • he was sometimes cold and he was sometimes hot
  • and one time, when you were so curious of what he’s doing since you haven’t seen him in a day
  • so you tried to enter his lair aka his room
  • and you were so surprised to see how messy it was and he was staring right at his screen with a picture of two red-haired toddlers
  • he was blankly staring at the picture with an unfinished PhD Pepper on his hand and an opened Honey Buddha Chips on his desk
  • “Seven?”
  • he was so surprised that he immediately shut his laptop down and stood up, rage and panic evident on his golden eyes
  • “What are you doing here?” he hissed as he crushed his drink using his hands “Didn’t I tell you that this room is off limits?”
  • he stood up and you shivered under his accusing gaze, his steps sounding like loud thunder against your ears
  • “Get out, MC.” he exclaimed and you yelped in surprise with the tone he used as you felt tears form on the edge of your eyes
  • “But, I … I just want to, uhm …” you tried to explain your side but he just shook his head and marched to you, grabbing your hand and dragging you outside
  • “Please … stop. I don’t need your explanations.” he coldly spat as he stood in between you and the entrance of the room
  • “Seven …” your voice almost sounded like a whisper but he refused to even look at you
  • what is his problem? who were those in the photos? what is he hiding?
  • “Go. Get out. Don’t ever bother me. Don’t ever come near me. Just … go.” his voice sounded really wounded like it was really hard for him to say it
  • you felt your tears flow down against your cheeks and you tried to hide your soft cries
  • this caught his attention
  • his eyes widened at your reaction and you immediately wiped the tears that have escaped
  • you were just offended and hurt by his sudden hostility being born as a shallow teared person sometimes becomes a burden
  • he seriously looked like he was debating whether he’d comfort you or he’d just let you go
  • you saw how his bit his lower lip and closed the door in between the two of you, like it was one of his hardest decisions
  • Seven … is a very big mystery.
I want them to have a dinner again at Angelo’s..

This time I want them to walk together close, fingers entwined with each other’s. 

I want them to lean in to each other and giggle and whisper sweet nothings when they walk together towards their sanctuary,221B.

I want them to stop at the pavement in front of the flat.

And the John will try to role-play and ask, with a flirtatious smile “Aren’t you gonna invite me in?” And will kiss Sherlock. Leaving him almost breathless.

And Sherlock will say ,between breaths “Um…while I’m flattered, by your interest… I think you should know that I am married to…”

“Married to?” John will ask raising his eyebrows.

“A certain Doctor John Hamish Watson. Do you know him?”

“Let’s go upstairs and I will show you if I know him or not.”

I remember in one of the early novelizations of the Pokemon anime, it was stated that Delia runs the only restaurant in Pallet Town. As such, whenever Ash is competing in the League, she always invites everyone she knows from Pallet to come by the restaurant to eat for free and watch Ash compete on the small television above the counter. But since Pallet Town is a small farming town where everyone knows everyone, people always bring food for Delia to cook (since they don’t want her spending all that money on them)–and many will lend her a hand in the kitchen or by bringing food to tables. They all watch and cheer on with pride as Ash competes alongside his Pokemon, representing the hometown they all hold so dear.

Body Headcanons

Because we all can’t get enough of this body diversity, here have some headcanons 👌🏻

Beer Belly Osomatsu

He gets ticklish when people touch his stomach

Embraces his stomach

Tends to walk around the house shirtless

Shoves his stomach in his little brother’s faces like a nice nii san :)

Thicc Butt and Thighs Kara

Wears shorts alot

Knee high socks all the way

Hard to find pants his size

Continuously gets embarrassed when people compliment his lower half 

Brothers like Osomatsu and Ichimatsu shove their head between his thighs as a joke

Lanky/Skinny Choromatsu

Embarrassed yet ok with his body

Tends to stay out of physical fights with the other brothers so he’s more verbal

Tends to research ways to gain muscle but is too lazy to try

Extra Chub Ichimatsu

Everyone’s favourite brother

The younger brothers Jyushi and todo always seem to snuggle up to him

Loves it when cats sleep on his tummy

Doesn’t really care about his body, but likes his chub 

Extra Fit Jyushimatsu

Trying to encourage his older brothers to excersise 

Goes to the Gym every day 

Really wants a Border Collie or a German Shepard

When ever his brothers are drunk, he carries them home, no matter how many are drunk

Curvy Todomatsu

Buys clothes to show off his curves 

Continuously taking photos to show off his curves

Hates taking his shirt off in front of people


anonymous asked:

Can you do some Christmas Solangelo headcanons? Just because I love that ship so much and I love Christmas so yeah

Hoooo boy, for the past few years I’ve been relatively lukewarm about Christmas because??? I was just emo?? But NOW? Now I’m PUMPED and this holiday season is going to be GREAT! In celebration, my dear, here are those Solangelo Christmas headcanons:

  • Will loves ugly Christmas sweaters. He has a vast collection that he has stowed away in the back of his closet, just waiting until December first and he can break ‘em out without seeming too eager
  • of course he does seem eager because he is and when you have an ugly sweater for everyday of the goddamn week it’s not really an obsession you can hide
  • when he started dating Nico was when it got really bad though because then there were the SALES and Will would come home with four new sweaters, two of which he bought for Nico, even somehow finding some in black
  • “I am not wearing that”
  • “But it’s black!!”
  • “Yeah so is Catwoman’s suit but I’m not gonna be wearing that anytime soon either”
  •  Nico is a bizarrely good gift wrapper??? He claims Bianca taught him but Will knows better, this son of a bitch is always offering to wrap people’s presents for them. Hell, he offered to wrap his own present from Will. The nerd fucking loves wrapping presents
  • Christmas. Baking. They suck at it. 
  • Will tries to follow the instructions to a tee but Nico is just a Fuck It kind of guy. Measuring cups??? Never heard of ‘em, that’s what your eyes are for. Preheating the oven?? Who cares, shove those bad boys in pronto
  • Will of course goes back and takes them out until the oven’s actually ready but Nico INSISTS it doesn’t matter
  • Much to all of their friends’ dismay, Will and Nico discover Pentatonix’s Christmas album. Nothing is ever the same again. You haven’t suffered until you’ve heard an emo Italian and a theatrical blond try to sing Carol of the Bells a capella 
  • They had mistletoe hung up but when Nico and Leo came face-to-face under it, it was never seen again. It’s still unknown whether Will, Nico, or Leo was the perpetrator
  • You thought Nico bundled up before?? Ahahaha, the little shit can’t stand the cold, catch his ass outside on a snowy day in three jackets, a scarf, two pairs of socks, gloves, and a beanie with a ball on top. Maneuvering? Impossible. Worth it? Totally.
  • Will thinks this is adorable especially because Nico’s cheeks get all red and when Will points it out, Nico gets flustered but his movements are so constricted that he’s basically just a sputtering ball of cloth waddling ominously toward his boyfriend
  • Curling up by the fireplace is absolutely Nico’s favorite thing. Warmth? Check. Cuddles? Check. Hot cocoa with three pounds of whipped cream on top? Fucking check.
  • They’ll sit there for hours, snuggled up against each other just talking endlessly about everything. Nico was robbed of a lot of his childhood Christmases so Will just shares his own holiday stories and Nico loves hearing them especially knowing that he’s currently actually making his own Christmas stories to tell in the future
  • Snowball fights are the worst. Nico may be trying to surpass the circumference of the sun in all of his clothes but it just adds extra protection. 
  • They mostly just have one vs one’s but sometimes the whole camp gets involved
  • it’s more intense than capture the flag
  • They decorate the tree on Christmas Eve and Nico is just in awe of how beautiful it is adorned in twinkling lights and homemade ornaments. 
  • Will jokes about how they should put Nico on top of the tree as the angel because of his name and Nico kind of wants to throw the tree at him but he also kind of wants to kiss the adorable little fuck
  • he does the latter

grand-duc  asked:

I've been thinking. Do the Organas think Padmé gave Leia an Alderaanian name? Like if they think to look it up they might find a few hits in other cultures (because with that many planets, you might have more than one convergent name) but not for Naboo and not for any of the other planets Padmé had ties to (Tatooine of course, doesn't come up) and so Alderaan is the most relevant.

I’ve just been imagining, them either knowing or finding out in the process of researching Naboo culture for Leia, Naboo’s naming tradition.  And as far as they can tell, Padmé named Leia “beloved” and…. Potential feels

Yeah, I think the Organas do believe Padme gave her daughter an Alderaanian name.

It wouldn’t really be surprising if she did. Padme has strong ties to Alderaan. They know the name isn’t of Naboo origin, and if they even thought to look into the Tatooine connection (which I kind of doubt - for most of the Repbulic characters, Anakin was seen as being from the Jedi, not from Tatooine), they’d be looking at Huttese (since Amatakka, of course, is a secret).

Bail and Breha probably do know that Naboo tradition considers a name to be a wish or a blessing the parent(s) gives the child. And of course Padme, having just lost both the Republic and the husband she loved, would wish with her dying breath for her daughter to be loved.

And the thing is…they’re not actually wrong about any of that. The Alderaanian meaning of Leia’s name works. It is something Padme would have wished for her daughter.

But ultimately, the Alderaanian meaning of Leia’s name is the coincidence. And Padme, Padme who was a queen at 14, who retook her planet when everyone thought she would be paralyzed and unable to act - well, Padme was a bit more vicious in her name-wishes for her children than anyone realized at the time.

She named her son Free, but she hid it. Luke, not Lukka. A name that would go unnoticed by most of the galaxy, but would be instantly recognizable on Tatooine - and to his father.

And she named her daughter The Mighty One. Yes, she wanted Leia to be loved. But more than that she wanted Leia to be strong, unbreakable, full of fire and a breaker of chains.

In Empire Day Ekkreth tells Leia that it’s fitting that with Palpatine’s Empire should be born the seeds of its destruction, by which he means her. Leia is surprised, but Ekkreth says, “Of course. You are Leia.” He thinks her name is a coincidence, but he still sees it as a sign, an inherent prophecy.

But Padme is the one who made that prophecy. She knew exactly what she was saying when she named her children.

Young Newt Scamander

•when being sorted kind of like “oH HEY THATS P GOOD”
•Innocent muffin and when he finally has his room n stuff the ppl bunking with him are total dorks with him
•Lestrange was his crush because she was herself and wasn’t afraid and that’s the kind of person he’s /always/ wanted to be
•his first classes are all well n all but it gets real with herbology and the mandrakes
•asking prefect and house head if there’s anything he can do for more animals
•and that my dude is when he finally starts pursuing magizoology
•care for magical creatures is his forte
• might have had some classes with Lestrange not sure
If he had met you(I’m going to try to keep it gender neutral):
•it’s bc ur having trouble with something animal related which u probably don’t always
•"ok so this is what u do"
•"thanks lizard"
•"it’s newt"
•"that’s what I said"/“ iM SO SORRY ”
•he starts telling you how to take care of the animal
•u tell him fun facts
•you both start meeting in the library to do some more studying or in the common room
•if ur a hufflepuff there will most definitely be days of making each other and urself hot cocoa
•sitting in front of the fire discussing stuff
•newt responding “we’re not old enough yet”
•when he finally says he’s leaving ur so upset and tell him you’re going with him
•he says no
•if he’s always traveling, how will you contact him?
•he’s spontaneous so no planning ahead of time
•p sad really; he sends letters you can’t respond
•however when he writes he lets you know if he can go to hogsmeade and you will bring a bunch of notes u got on animals to compare with his
•whenever he doesn’t show it’s always a little sad and some gryffindors or hufflepuffs will hang out with you
•it’s not often he’s so late UR back at Hogwarts by the time he arrives
•leaves a day before date to be safe
•u both go traveling when ur done with ur last year

anonymous asked:

not christmas~ but, how about the rfa reacting to seeing their female s/o—whose hair is always straightened with her natural hair for the first time—which is madly wild and curly, that wOULD MAKE MY WHOLE MONTH THANK U

i’m here to make your month~! lololololol

~female MC


  • Yoosung saw MC’s natural hair for the first time when he decided to bring her surprise lunch
  •  she answers her door in a t-shirt and jeans, no makeup, her hair in its natural, curly state
  • she opens the door
  • “hey! i thought you might like some-”
  • MC closes the door quickly so that only a little crack of the door is open
  • “Yoosung what the hell?! why didnt you text me or anything?”
  •  “i-i just thought you might like some lunch…”
  • MC sighs
  • she feels like she looks like shit, but she cant just send sweet Yoosung away
  • he brought her lunch…
  • she opens the door to let him in
  • “thank you for thinking of me, Yoosung. come on in”
  • Yoosung gets a good look at her when he comes in
  • “MC! your hair is-”
  • “i know, i know, it’s a mess. just give me a sec and i’ll go put it up”
  • Yoosung grabs MC’s hand as she tries to wake away
  • “no! i mean, um…please keep it down. i’ve never seen your hair curly before, but um…its really cute”
  • “cute? this?”
  • MC scruffs her hair up
  • “this? you actually like this?”
  • Yoosung laces his fingers in MC’s hair and pulls her into a kiss
  • “yea…i like, really like it”
  • Yoosung thinks MC’s curly hair makes her look mature and wow he is really all over that


  • they were getting ready to out to a cast party for Zen’s upcoming musical
  • Zen knocks on the bathroom door
  • “Sweetheart, are you going to be ready soon?”
  • “in a sec, Zen! i just have to straighten my hair
  • “can i come in? it’s a bit lonely out here”
  • he hears MC laughs a little through the door
  • “sure!”
  • Zen comes in to see MC running her fingers through her thick curly hair
  • he’s never seen her with her natural hair
  • and he is SHOOK amazed
  • “you’re going to straighten those gorgeous curls?”
  • Zen moved toward MC, putting an arm around her waist
  • “gorgeous? theres a reason i straighten them out, Zen”
  • Zen takes her waist in both of his hands, pulling her away from the counter and close to him
  • “is it because you thought i’d get too excited? because my god, i really thought there was no way you could get more beautiful, but this…”
  • Zen bites his lip
  • “you really like it that much?”
  • “i love it! can you wear your hair like this to the party? pleeeaassee?”
  • “alright, Zenny. i’ll keep my hair curly just for you”
  • MC pecks Zen on the lips and he’s like keep your chill Zen kEEP YOUR CHILL
  • like she even called him Zenny he loves that uGH


  • Jaehee is lowkey obsessed
  • MC’s curly hair is just such a huge contrast to the way Jaehee is so…
  • well, uptight
  • the short hair and the glasses and the way she dresses…
  • but MC was like a beautiful goddess of nature with her wild, curly hair
  • one day Jaehee kind of called MC out of the blue
  • “whats up, Jaehee?”
  • “i called to ask you something, MC”
  • “ask away!”
  • “why do you straighten your hair?”
  • “um…i dont really know, to be honest. i just think it looks better than my natural hair”
  • “not to be rude, MC, but i have to disagree. i feel as though your natural hair is extremely beautiful,”
  • “oh…really?”
  • “oh well i just mean that-”
  • “i knew what you meant, Jaehee”
  • her face warms up talking to MC
  • “i um…have to go now. have a good day, MC”
  • she hangs up
  • that was so embarrassing???
  • Jaehee cant figure out why she has such a hard time talking to MC sometimes


  • he saw MC’s natural the first time she spent the night
  •  she showered right before going to bed, so he didnt see it till the morning
  • Jumin opens his eyes to see MC’s long, curly hair cascading down her shoulders
  • she looked like a mermaid
  • or a princess
  • or a mermaid princess
  • either way, she looked elegant
  • but like in a different way from typical elegance
  • Jumin want explain it but he loves it
  • he’s in love with it
  • MC wakes up to the feeling of Jumin running his hands through her hair
  • “good morning, Jumin”
  • “good morning, darling”
  • “having fun playing with my hair?”
  • “a little too much, actually”
  • “i bet it looks so messy right now”
  • MC twisted some of her hair with her finger
  • “i think it looks beautiful”
  • MC’s eyes widen and her cheeks turn bright red
  • “beautiful? really?”
  • “of course. i feel like i could just lay in bed all day and run my hands through this gorgeous hair”
  • and he actually ends up being late for work that day because of how unwilling he is to leave MC


  • it happened when Seven forgot his umbrella
  • they were walking around downtown when it started to rain
  • “no worries, you brought an umbrella, right?”
  • “um…about that…”
  • “dammit, Seven!”
  • MC grabs his hand and they run to the nearest covered area
  • but her hair had gotten significantly wet, and thus the damage was done
  • they waited under the awning until the rain cleared up a bit
  • Seven didnt notice her hair until they came out onto the sidewalk again
  • “MC, your hair!”
  • she pulled the hood of her hoodie over her head and tightened the strings so it shut around her face
  • “it wouldnt be like this if you didnt forget the freaking umbrella…”
  • Seven laughed and pulled the hoodie off MC’s head
  • “no, its not like that. you just…”
  • Seven ran his fingers through MC’s hair
  • “you never told me your hair was curly, like mine!”
  • Seven points to his own head of shaggy hair with a big smile
  • “MC, we match!”
  • MC holds some of her hair in her hand and looks at it
  • “yea…i guess we do!”
  • she smiles up at him
  • Seven puts an arm around her as they walk
  • “we make a cute curly headed couple, done we?”
  • “yea, we sure do”


You know what I have yet to see? A jealous/protective Victor. Hear me out on this. 

 Imagine, Yuri and Victor are out running errands. Victor has to leave Yuri’s side for a moment and tells him he would be right back. When Victor comes back, however, he sees a guy flirting with Yuri. To top it all off this guy is way too close to him, and he’s trying to touch him. Victor immediately marches over to the scene, mumbling curses under his breath in Russian. Because how dare he try to touch HIS husband. 

In the end, Victor ends up yelling at the intruder in Russian, holding his precious husband close to him. The other man gets freaked out because A: He has no idea what Victor is saying, and B: He’s starting to cause a scene. So, he darts off within a few seconds. Yuri is embarrassed about the whole thing but is at the same time happy to know that Victor is THAT in love with him.

Someone make this into a fanfic please…

Christmas Eve ( A Tragedy )

Originally posted by daystilchristmas

Character: Percival Graves

Prompt: (Specific Request)

A/n: The title was inspired by a really short poem I like, so it’s intended to look like that :)

Also, I think I fixed my gif problem! (let’s hope i don’t jinx it)

Ever since moving to New York City, Percival had a certain dislike towards Christmas time. Simply because every year he spent it alone in his apartment with some type of alcohol nearby. It wasn’t like he had many close friends and his love life was laughable. Usually he spent the night drowning himself in his work while he had a few glasses of Pure Malt Whiskey until he fell asleep.

He never bothered with decorating either, only transfiguring a tree in the corner of his living room and few strands of lights so he didn’t feel totally disconnected to the holiday.

It was even more unbearable to listen to everyone he worked with constantly talking about their holiday plans with stupid smiles on their faces.

Not to mention this kind of buzz was all over the MACUSA building the moment Thanksgiving was over, yet another holiday Graves didn’t particularly care for.

It wasn’t like he wanted to feel the bitter about an otherwise happy occasion, but after so many years of being alone for it he couldn’t help it.

And it wasn’t like he wanted to be alone either, but being head of your department didn’t leave much time to make close friends or fall in love with someone.

This year was no different, except Seraphina had refused to give him any assignments over the holidays, saying he could use the time off to relax a little.

Which was altogether pretty amusing coming from the Madam President.

So now all he could do is sit unhappily in his armchair and listen to whatever random record he had playing.

It was moments like these that he probably hated the most. He always thought his apartment was far too big for one person, and he never liked how it always seemed to be too quiet, it just felt like a constant reminder that he was the only person there.

Although tonight it wasn’t so bad, snow had started falling from the sky and the wind pushed against the building rhythmically as it howled.

Percival was in the middle of his second glass of alcohol whenever there were a few knocks at his door. Which was very odd because he wasn’t expecting any visitors, especially not today.

With a sigh, he got up from his chair and walked over to the door, half-heartedly opening it to see who was there.

However, he perked up almost instantly whenever he saw you standing infront of him, still wearing your scarf and gloves as you smiled.

“(Y/n)?” He asked, remembering your face distinctly, you were his childhood friend back from when he was attending Ilvermorny.

“Percival!” You said enthusiastically, you smile turning into a grin. “It’s so wonderful to see you again.”

He couldn’t help the small smile that crept onto his face. “And you as well, please come inside.” He said, opening the door for you and helping you with your coat.

“I was a little worried you wouldn’t recognize me.” You said, stuffing your gloves into your coat pocket and unwinding the scarf arounf your neck.

“How could I? You’ve been my friend since I was eleven years old.” He told you fondly, putting your coat away before giving you a long awaited hug.

Percival had forgotten just how much he had missed you since you graduated until he saw your face again, then it all came rushing back into his head.

“I hope I wasn’t intruding on anything? It is Christmas Eve after all.” You asked whenever he pulled away from you.

“Ah no.” He said, somewhat bashfully. “I don’t usually have plans around this time of year I’m afraid.”

“Well then, I suppose it was a good thing I decided to come, what a dreadful thing to be alone on Christmas.”

Percival laughed. “I would have to agree, so tell me what have you been up to, it feels like centuries since I last saw your face.”

And for the next hour or so, the two of you made up for all the lost time. He learned that you now taught Potions at Ilvermorny and that you shared a place with a few other old friends from school as well.

“You’re the head of magical law? That’s wonderful! You used to talk about wanting to be an auror all the time.” You said, looking him with a proud smile as you both sat in his kitchen.

“It’s incredibly tiring, but I’d be lying if I said I don’t enjoy doing it.” He explained, resting his chin in his hand as he looked at you. “So, has there been anyone special in your life?” He asked hesitantly.

You took a drink from the the tea he had given you earlier, staring down into it before answering. “It was awhile ago but there was someone, yes.”

Percival didn’t really know how to take your answer, he had fancied you for a long time back whenever you were both in school but seeing you again made all those memories come flooding back, but he asked the question on his mind anyways. “Did you love him?”

A small smile rose on your face, still looking into your tea. “No, but I did rather like him.” You said, turning your gaze to meet his.

He cleared this throat, looking down at the last of his drink. “What happened to him?”

You hummed, setting down your cup. “Just didn’t work out.” You said simply, looking up at him. “What about you?”

Percival laughed. “Nothing like that, like I said I haven’t had the time.”

You looked passed him, reading the clock. “Speaking of time, I should probably be heading home.” You said, moving from your seat.

“Are you sure?” Percival asked, looking up at you. “I mean it is rather late but what sort of friend would I be to ship you out into the cold.”

You smiled, glancing over at the snow still blazing past the windows. “I wouldn’t want to intrude.”

“Nonsense, you’re always welcome here.” He insisted, not wanting you to leave.

Percival hadn’t even noticed hours had passed since you arrived, he was far too wrapped up in enjoying your company and somewhat relishing in the fact that he wasn’t alone anymore.

“Like I said, it would be rather sad if we were both alone for Christmas.” You told him. “Which reminds me.”

Percival watched you go to your coat and pull out a small red rectangular box from inside your pocket. “I got you a present.” You said, handing it to him.

He smiled as he took to from you. “You know you didn’t have to. Just seeing you again is gift enough.”

“Go on, open it. It’s not very much but I hope you’ll like it.” You said, expertly avoiding his refusal.

Tearing off the wrapping and opening the box, he found a black fountain pen sitting inside.

“You probably have dozens like it, but I still figured you could alwas use a pen.” You told him with a smile.

“It’s perfect, I had lost my other one. Besides it’s far more precious coming from you.” He said, placing his arm over your shoulder and leading you to the living room. “Remind to get you something tomorrow.”

Needless to say, Percival was extremely happy to be spending Christmas with someone he cared about.