his book is the most beautiful thing in the world

Translate - Jinyoung (Day 74/100)

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Prompt: Translate
Member: Jinyoung x Reader

Word Count: 1,582

Jinyoung glanced at you from across the coffee shop, trying not to stare, but finding it increasingly difficult. You were lost in the book that you were flipping through and every now and then you would bite down on your lip in concentration – a motion that made Jinyoung want to run over and press his own onto yours. It was his favorite book, and in that moment you were the most beautiful thing in the world to him.

“Here you go,” Jackson said, handing Jinyoung his coffee as he sat down next to him. Mark sat down across from Jinyoung and the latter frowned, his view of you now being obscured. Jinyoung shifted ever so slightly to the right so that you were in his line of sight and then grabbed his coffee, taking a small sip.

“So what should we do today?” Mark asked, glancing out of the window at the rain. He and Jackson began to discuss all the things to do in LA on a rainy day, but Jinyoung was barely paying attention at all because you had just set down the book to take a sip of your own drink and he could now see your face clearly. He let out a sigh unconsciously as he took in your features, tilting his head ever so slightly.

“Uh…Jinyoung?” Jinyoung snapped back to reality and glanced over at the two boys that were now staring at him in confusion and suspicion.

“Sorry, what?” Jinyoung asked, taking a sip of his drink.

Jackson shifted over to where he was almost on top of Jinyoung and followed his line of sight to where you were sitting. Jinyoung shooed him away with a “what are you doing” but Jackson was already processing what was happening. Mark briefly looked over his shoulder and it didn’t take him long to spot you either before he turned back to Jinyoung and Jackson with a smile on his face.

“Jinyoung, I thought you had more class than to stare at girls,” Mark teased as Jackson grinned and poked Jinyoung in the side. Jinyoung felt his face heat up as he pushed Jackson’s hand away.

“Shut up,” he mumbled, glancing back at you who had your head buried in your book once more. Jackson’s eyes flickered between you and Jinyoung and he nodded towards you.

“Go say something!” he exclaimed. Jinyoung looked at him in shock and then shook his head.

“No way! I don’t even speak English, what would I say?” he said, looking away from his friends.

“Your English is pretty good now! Just tell her you think she’s cute,” Jackson stated, pushing Jinyoung once more. When Jinyoung didn’t move, Mark sighed and stood up.

“Okay, my turn,” he said, edging out of the booth. Jinyoung watched Mark saunter over to you in horror, unable to get out of the booth because Jackson was blocking his exit.

“Hey there,” a voice said, pulling you from your concentration. You glanced up at the voice and your eyes fell on a young boy about your age with dark hair and a toothy smile. You glanced around before looking back at him and offering him a small smile.

“Hello,” you said, slowly. “Can I help you with something?” you asked, after a moment of silence passed. The boy put his hands in his pockets and shifted his weight onto his other foot.

“Yea, maybe,” he said, cooly. “I’m Mark. My friend thinks your cute but he’s too shy to tell you,” he said, smirking lightly as he pointed backwards to the booth behind him. As you glanced over, you saw a boy standing out of the booth and pulling another boy by the arm to drag him out. A smile drifted onto your face and you felt your cheeks warm up.

“Um…okay,” you said, not sure of what to do. All you wanted was a quiet place to read your book. You hadn’t expected to meet three attractive boys. You watched as the boy with the snapback dragged the one who you presumed liked you over to where you were sitting.

“Hey,” Snapback said with a big grin on his face. You lifted your hand in acknowledgement with a small ‘hi’ as Snapback pointed to his friend he had just dragged. “He likes you,” he said, in a teasing tone. His friend smacked him in the arm and then immediately looked at the ground.

The boy who supposedly liked you was definitely the cutest of all three. His hair was dark and soft and you held back the urge to run it through your fingers. He was dressed casually with dark jeans and a loose top and yet it seemed to look better on him than the others.

“Hi. I’m Y/N,” you said, still sitting down put holding a hand out to the boy. He finally looked up at you and gave you a small smile which made your heart beat pick up a bit. He took your hand gently and shook it, holding your gaze with his dark eyes as he spoke.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Jinyoung,” he said, in English. It was clear that English wasn’t his first language, but you had to commend his effort. He had spoken very clearly and it was quite easy to understand, even with his adorable accent peeking through.

“Hi, Jinyoung,” you said in a breathy voice, continuing to smile at him. He hadn’t broken your gaze and when he did, it was as though you had taken off earphones. It had almost been silent when you were talking to him and now the sounds of the coffee shop flooded back into your system.

Jinyoung turned to Mark and said something in a different language that you couldn’t understand. It sounded almost beautiful coming from his lips though, and you immediately wish you spoke whatever language it was.

“He said he really likes the book your reading,” Mark translated. Your eyes flickered between Mark, Jinyoung, your book, and then back to Jinyoung.

“Oh!” you exclaimed, smiling once more. You turned to Jinyoung and smiled shyly. “It’s one of my favorites. I really love the author a lot so I decided to re-read this one before his new work comes out,” you said, as Jinyoung held your gaze. He immediately turned to Mark who began to speak the other language. Every now and then the other boy would jump in with a small blurb of translation with an excited look on his face.

You watched Jinyoung smile after Mark had translated for him and he looked at you as he spoke once more. Again, you didn’t understand a single word, but you were happy to hear him speak and look at him for as long as you could.

“He said he really likes the author too,” Mark said.

“And he also wants to know if you’ve read the book ‘Me against you’,” the other boy said.

“Actually, I think it’s ‘You against Me’,” Mark responded. You look confused for a moment but then let out a small laugh and shook your head.

“Oh you mean ‘Us against Them’,” you said, smiling once more. Jinyoung let out a small ‘ah’ and pointed to you, as if to say that you were correct and his little gesture made you smile once more as your cheeks burned.

“Yea, I really like that one too,” you said softly. You bit your lip as you and Jinyoung looked at each other for a few seconds before Mark’s phone went off. You watched him pick it up and speak in the other language for a few moments before he hung up. He spoke to the other two briefly before Snapback turned back to you with a smile.

“Sorry, we have to go back to our other friends,” he said. Then he motioned towards Jinyoung and then back at you. “But you guys can meet tomorrow if you want,” he added, grinning. Jinyoung looked at him in confusion and you knew that he didn’t know what his friend was saying.

“Yea, okay,” you said, biting your lip and smiling lightly. “I’d really like that,” you added, glancing at Jinyoung who was looking back and forth between Mark and Snapback for any idea of what was happening.

“We’ll have him meet you here, okay? Does noon work?” Mark asked. You nodded and said it worked out fine. “Do you want one of us to come with?” Mark asked, genuinely. You paused for a moment but then nodded.

“Yea, maybe that would be best. At least for the first date,” you said. As soon as the words left your lips you realized that you had insinuated more dates and your cheeks burned a bright crimson as Snapback let out a loud laugh. Jinyoung was now looking even more confused and you heard him speak to Mark, probably asking what had just happened. Mark held his hand up to Jinyoung and with a small smile, turned back to you.

“Sounds good, we’ll see you tomorrow then, okay?” he asked, ignoring Jinyoung’s pleas for translation. You felt a bit bad for the boy, being teased by his friends, but you grinned at the trio through your blush and nodded anyways. As Mark and Snapback began to drag Jinyoung back out the door you waved goodbye.

“Goodbye, Y/N!” Jinyoung said in pure English and you had to admit that your name sounded a lot better when it was coming from his lips.

Coffee and You

Requested: “Could you please put your clothes on? Your parents will be here in an hour.”

It’s no secret that Spencer Reid isn’t a morning person. Between his exhausting work schedule and his erratic personal habits, he often doesn’t get to bed until late at night, and would much prefer to sleep long into the afternoon than get up with the sun. Most days, Y/N is up before him, but she was called in to fill in for another nurse on second shift yesterday, and has been fast asleep after over twelve hours of work. He’s tried everything to get her up, but to no avail.

Reid shuffles into their bedroom and sits down on the mattress beside her. “Sweetheart, it’s almost noon. You’ve got to get up,” he says quietly.

She groans and rolls over, pulling the blankets up past her chin, trying to envelope herself in the softness of the fabric. “I don’t want to.”

“You need to.”

Her eyes open, and she lies there, staring up at him in a half-lidded gaze. “Why? Give me one good reason.”

It’s rare that this stubbornness of hers appears, but when she’s made up her mind in a situation like this, it can be incredibly hard to change it. “Well, for one, I’m here,” he says. “I don’t always get to spend your birthday, of all days, with you, and if you stay in bed all day, we’ll miss it.” He brushes a loose strand of her from her face, letting his hand rest against her cheek. Her skin is warm, her cheeks flushed from being wrapped up in such thick blankets. If only they could have more lazy mornings like this, days in which the only things they had to do were make breakfast and spend time together. Such mornings are few and far between, but he’s come to cherish them.

She turns to face him and says, “If I remember correctly, there are certain birthday traditions that didn’t happen last night.” She places a hand on his thigh, pulls herself up to a sitting position in order to place her lips against his neck. It takes all the willpower he has to pull away from her and stand up.

A look of confusion and hurt flashes across her features. “We can’t,” he says. “Trust me, I’d be more than happy to, but we can’t right now. Have you forgotten your parents are coming by?” It’s been on their calendar for weeks, ever since they called to tell her they wanted to spend some time with her on her birthday. Her mom and dad will be meeting them at the apartment before venturing out into the city.

“I forgot all about that,” she sighs, flopping back down onto the pillow in defeat. He knows she’s tired, and if it were anyone else they would cancel their plans in order to just spend a day relaxing, but it’s been so long since she saw her family.

“I’m going to go start some coffee. Can you please put your clothes on?” The scrubs from her shift are discarded on the floor, and she’s wearing only a tank top and underwear, evidently too exhausted the previous night to change. “Your parents will be here in an hour,” he adds.

In the kitchen, he moves slowly, taking his time with the grounds and the water and the mugs. Perhaps, he thinks, for some people such routines would feel tedious. Not for them. With the unpredictable schedules their lives revolve around, the mundane is often the most relished. And considering his line of work, the demons he chases, the mundane is more than welcome. It’s glorious, just waking up next to her in the morning. Opening his eyes to find the most beautiful woman in the world asleep beside him, a small smile on her face, her breath a soft rhythm.

He would be more than happy to do nothing but lounge in bed with books and conversation, her heart beating against his, the world outside a mere figment of memory, maybe even imagination. No responsibilities other than their promises to each other. What he wouldn’t give for that. A lifetime of struggle makes the simplest things seem all the more precious.

Which is why, when he feels her arms wrap around his waist as he’s pouring the coffee, he can’t help but grin. The mugs are abandoned as Reid spins around to pull her closer to him and kiss her softly. Yes, this is all he needs. Caffeine and her. She wakes him up better than any coffee could possibly do.

Pulling away, he glances at her and shakes his head. “Really?” he laughs. She’s neglected to put on pants, and is instead wearing one of his shawl-collar sweaters over a tank top, as though it’s a dress. It almost reaches to her knees, but is nowhere near long enough to be worn on its own.

She shrugs. “It’s early. And your sweaters are so much more comfortable. They smell like you.” Y/N hops up onto the kitchen counter and grabs a cup of coffee. The way she’s looking at him, sitting there in his sweater, he wants nothing more than to grab her and carry her back to their bedroom.

There’s a knock at the door, startling both of them. She gulps down the coffee and dashes to their room, swearing under her breath. By the time he reaches the door, she runs back out, having donned a pair of leggings. Her hair is thrown up in the loosest of buns.

“Don’t you think they’ll notice that’s my sweater?” he asks, his hand on the lock. Her mom and dad didn’t know they were living together yet, and while they were sweet, they were a bit on the conservative side.

“Shh, they don’t need to know. I’ll tell them that’s the style now. As far as they know, I’m a well-rested, well-organized human being who doesn’t prioritize making out with my boyfriend over getting dressed.”

Reid chuckled. “I have no problem with your priorities.” For a few seconds, he stands there, not yet ready to open the door and let everyone else in to their own private world, this place built just for the two of them. He wans to pause those early hours and inhabit that space just a little bit longer. Y/N, staring up at him as though he were the sunrise itself, her hand in his, a whole day together, just to celebrate the fact she’s here.

Here, with him. Loving him, for some inexplicable reason. Her existence makes his life so much brighter, and before he opens the door, he murmurs, “Happy birthday, dear,” and gives her one last kiss before turning the knob to reveal her parents.


The first ever proper post made by me on this blog. Just 7 boys that I love and things about them that I appreciate.

Conor Maynard 

Conor is definitely the talented one in the group. At least when it’s about music. He’s got 2 bomb albums and his YouTube covers are amazing. He’s (in a good way) extremely cheeky and loves to joke around like 24/7. Because of that he seems to be always in a good mood. Back to the music, his voice is incredibly calming and extraordinary. He is so funny and really likeable because he doesn’t take himself too serious. He literally throws penis jokes all the time and when the boys joke about his music he’s never bothered at all and just jokes around with them.

Joe Sugg

Joe is a fucking cute smol bean. He is incredibly creative but kinda never admits it. He’s definitely a family person and loves them more than anything. Also he is always there for his friends and is very observant, always interested in how his loved ones are. He’s also reflective and would never do something he isn’t sure about. Joe always tries to bring good content for his community because he knows how far he can reach out and how many people watch him. And even though he’s the popular from the boys, he never show’s that off in any way.

Caspar Lee 

If I had to describe this cutie in one word it would be simply “sunshine”. Caspar is freaking kind hearted. He’s the most care free and doesn’t care of negative opinions as long as he and his loved ones are happy. He never acts different than he is and seems to be always optimistic and never in a bad mood. He shows so much appreciation towards his friends and loves to make people happy as well at all costs. 

Josh Pieters

(Josh’s in the middle, couldn’t find any better gifs )

Firstly this man got hella attractive ginger hair. He’s amazingly confident and he shows it off in a good way. He gives a damn about negative comments, especially when it’s about his hair or his height. He encourages his viewers to love themselves and tries to make them smile and maybe a bit more confident too. All of this makes him to a really courageous person to me as well. He’s so fun loving, literally always wearing a beautiful bright smile on his face.

Oli White

Oli is the sweetest guy ever. He’s like a teddy bear that is fucking cuddle worthy. He’s got a bit more the quiet personality between all of them but is definitely not boring. He’s one of the most ambitious people I’ve ever seen. He received so much since he’s doing YouTube so that he now even wrote a book. If someone needs him, no matter why or for what, he’d always help them or be there for them, especially when it’s about his family and mostly his little brother James ‘cause he’s so reliable. Also he’s very thoughtful and always keeps himself and the other boys grounded.

Michael Pearce

(sadly I couldn’t find any proper pictures of this beautiful one)

Mikey is literally the cutest thing in the world. He’s not that popular yet and I always feel like that makes him kinda insecure even though he’s so loveable and beautiful. He loves when he’s with his boys and they love it when he’s around. They always say Mikey is easy to prank and they sometimes make a bit fun (nothing bad) about him but he just never throws things back, he’s so big hearted and simply loves his friends. He’s extremely clumsy and he sometimes doesn’t know how to find the right words what makes him even cuter. He’d never be any jealous of the boys because they received more success in the past years (he only started his Channel weeks ago), he’s just really proud of them and 100% too unappreciated!

Jack Maynard 

What a handsome one, oh my god… But he’s definitely not just a pretty face. He’s always trying to make people happy. His laugh just catches you. He’s so caring about other people and loves everyone. Jack is one of the funniest guys ever and just as cheeky as Conor. He’s the life of the party and does what he wants, always trying to involve his friends. He does not show it off that much but he’s clearly Conors number 1 fan. He’s the proudest of his Brother and of course also his sister. He sometimes seems to be a badass fuckboy but is actually a little puppy because he’s just so down to earth and very dedicated.

All in all those guys are just amazing. They’re so funny and genuine. Just adorable. Fucking loveable dorks who are the bestest friends. All of them love their community and are so dedicated in their job. But the most important, they’ve got the strongest and most satisfying friendship ever.

anonymous asked:

How's Ilias? I want to know more about him :3

!! (imagine me in my bedroom, ricocheting off the walls knowing that someone wants to know more about my big baby boy)

For anyone who doesn’t know him, Ilias is a principal character of my webcomic The World in Deeper Inspection. He’s a mysterious and quiet man - speaking very little, and revealing very little. His status in Night is as a wanderer - a person who, for whatever reason, has wandered the earth for longer than the natural human lifespan. (Zeynel, a vampire, is also considered a wanderer. Keanu Reeves too.)

His silence is more a result of his detachment and wariness, rather than a disdain towards people. Travelling is a habit of his - he never stays in one place for too long, and very few people remember or notice him. But that changes in the timeline of the comic, now he’s got a group of (still new) friends who are long-living. We’ll see how his friendship progresses and more of his personality as he gets out of his shell, as it’s going to be significant later on (hint hint).

He is passionate about music; he knows how to play most instruments (the guitar and piano being his main instruments of choice), and he has a beautiful versatile singing voice, and his music says much more about him than he could ever admit. The gang does music jams all the time, and they are super big fans of him (to his amusement). He also likes to read, and books are another thing that defines him.

Covering the lower half of his face in-comic is symbolic and something I intend to do for as long as I can find ways to cover it up

Boyfriend Kun
  • omg i love kun so much i’m so exciteddd
  • lately i’m so soft for him i’m in love 
  • kun’s really underrated, he deserves more love for being such a precious human
  • aLSOOO!!
  • i want to see how much his korean improved!!
  • but anyways let’s start this rn
  • okay so
  • even if i see this baby being a shy and introverted person,
  • if there’s someone who really caugh his attention i’m a 100% sure that he would be brave enough to go and talk to that person
  • so as soon as this lil baby sees you he’s already planning how he should go and talk to you
  • both of you were in a park or something
  • and when he saw you walking towards one of the benches that were in there
  • he copied your action and started walking over there too
  • and he was like (◕‿◕✿) what a coincidence am i right
  • and he didn’t plan to bump into you but oops
  • but it actually made things easier for him
  • because when you accidentaly bump into each other, the book that you had in your hands fell and it started a really interesing topic of conversation
  • “oh, i’m sorry”
  • “no, it’s fine”
  • and both of you made eye contact oH MYY
  • he probably already knows that he has the most beautiful smile in the whole world 
  • so he would smile widely at you and jfc
  • you were shooked by his A++ visuals
  • “i’m really sorry, here’s your book”
  • “what’s your name?”
  • and you tried to sound the more natural as possible but you were already nervous as fuck
  • “i-i’m y/n”
  • he found your stuttering so adorable and he smiled at you with that angelic smile
  • and you were like leT ME LIVE
  • “y/n, is nice to meet other person who enjoys literature”
  • “umm, wait a second here”
  • he came back with drinks for both of you anD ISN’T IT CUTE
  • both of you kept talking the whole day about books and oh my god that’s so adorable
  • you spent the rest of the day and thinking about him and his cute smile and those pretty brown eyes that he has
  • oh, and y’all exchanged numbers that day, so you continued texting each other non stop
  • you got to know him a lot better through text
  • he was so sincere and funny and adorable
  • he’s so perf i want 2cry
  • y’all probably had ur first date one or two days later
  • and it turned out so well!!
  • he talked with you about china and his family a lot
  • he even showed you some pictures of his phone and l o v e d your reactions
  • and you were like woah¿¡¡
  • “wow you’re,, so handsome¡?? like?? so photogenic¿? look at you!¿”
  • “aw that picture is cute”
  • “awwwwEeeE y’all r holding hands!! is he ur boyfie¿ please say yes”
  • lmao
  • and yes, i was talking about sicheng
  • they’re so cute i need to see them together again
  • anyways, what i’m trying to say is that he was so caring and sweet
  • so when he asked you to another date oF COURSE YOU SAID YESSSS
  • and he probably confessed in the third or fourth date
  • and you had feelings for him too
  • he was so respectful and would always hear anything you want to say
  • you could be your true self with him and never feel like he’s judging you
  • and that’s exactly what you needed
  • his confession was really simple but a 100% sincere
  • so u were a couple now aw <3
  • and y’all had the cutest first kiss
  • you feel in love with how soft they were and you were internally dying
  • your heart was beating super fast and when you hugged him you discovered that his were super fast to!!
  • i don’t think he’s a clingy person, but he probably loves cute and inoccent skinship
  • like holding your hand and kissing your cheek
  • and he loves it when you hug him and caress his cheek
  • but he always show you how much he caress about you with those actions and his sweet words
  • he’s just an angel and he would never want to let anything happen to you
  • basically, if you get to date this cutie you’re the luckiest person alive
  • but anyways, the end i guess


As prompted by Anonymous.

Bucky Barnes x Reader: “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.” 

Warnings: Fluff. Asshole boyfriend. Food mention.

Word count: 1,107

“Hey, Y/N,” Bucky says, stepping into your kitchen, his arms laden with groceries; even though your cold has been letting up the last few days, he had offered up his help in any way he could, assuring you that he was by your side until you made a full recovery. He settles the bags onto the table in front of you before he starts unpacking them.

“Hey, Buck,” you reply with a sigh.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, pausing in his endeavor. “Why do you look so upset?”

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20 Day Romione Challenge

Day 12: Favorite Ron/Hermione moment in the movies that was not in the books.

Well, at least the evil Romione killer Kloves got one thing right.

I remember seeing this for the first time and thinking it was the most adorable thing in the world for many reasons.

1. Because it wasn’t Hermione teaching Ron something to be a nag, it was something innocent and fun.

2. Because I really like Für Elise.

3. The way Ron looks at her while she is playing. It’s like she is the only thing in his world that mattered at that very moment. It looked like his eyes were saying so much. “You’re beautiful.” “You’re brilliant.” “You’re amazing.” “I’ll never let you go.” “I’m in love with you.” I wish I had someone look at me the way Ron looks at her.

And then when she looks over at him, he moves like “Oh sh*t, she caught me staring, play it off!!” and goes back to playing badly lol.

It shows a softer side to Hermione with Ron that in the movies you only saw one time before, and that’s when Ron was poisoned. Of course she was gonna be like that then, someone she loved was lying in a hospital bed from almost losing his life. But this time, she’s being softer because they are having an actual moment. A moment of fun.

With the way Queen Rowling writes, I bet this would have been put into words very poetically. Well, if it was an omnipresent narrative moment, it would. That way, we could have read how the two felt about it. Cuz Harry wouldn’t have dove that deep into their feelings like that. Still. It would have been nice to see this in the book.

You know, I would like to think that Ron was actually very good at playing the piano, and he just used this as an opportunity to do something with her. The old “I’ll have her teach me to play piano so she will sit beside me, and I’ll play badly so she will guide me and have to touch my fingers and show me what to do.” routine.

Clever clever, Ron ❤

Yuri on Ice characters vs Real Life Top Skaters (part 2)  The difficult case of Yuuri Katsuki

follow up of my post here 

Now onto our protagonist : Yuuri Katsuki

Originally posted by rose-flowers

Let me start by telling you this is a hard case because if Yuuri physically looks like a certain skater I will show you in a second, both mentally and their path is radically different and ressemble much more some other skaters.

Physically : 

Originally posted by n5fw

Meet Yuzuru Hanyu 

Originally posted by giantemo-blog-blog

Originally posted by nonchan1023

Yuzuru Hanyu is the actual top man, with his training mate Javier Fernandez, of the figure skating world and will probably dethrone Plushenko of his Legend status in the long run. 

He’s 21 years old, reigning Olympic Gold Medalist, one time world champion, two times world vice-champion (behind his training mate Javier Fernandez), first man to break the 100 point bareer in the short program, the 200 points bareer in the long program, and the 300 points bareer of the short and long program combined. His top score culminate right now at 330 point and some decimals.

He’s also the first man to land a clean quadruple Loop in history in competition (he did it on the first weekend of october 2016).

Physically, Yuuri looks a lot like him, especially face wise. But until we learn more about Yuuri, I’d say that’s where the comparison can stop.

Mentally they are extremely different :

Originally posted by shinumade

Originally posted by yuzuland

On the ice, Yuzuru is a warrior who has next to zero inhibitions. He thrives in competition and in hardship. He survived the terrible earthquake that destroyed his house in Sendai in 2011, he battles asthma since he’s a child. After a terrible collision with the chinese skater Han Yan during the warm up of the long program in Cup of China in 2014, he still skated (sparking a big controversy). We use to “joke” about how no matter what he’ll be in any big competition unless he has two broken legs and someone litterally tied him to his bed. (Considering he hid how bad one of his foot injury was all season in 2015-2016 from everyone, and that it was the very first time in years that he FINALLY seriously treated it, it’s not so much a joke as a very big source of stress for his fans).

He hates to lose and the only one he accepts to lose to is his best bro and training mate Javier Fernandez, and even then losing is a pill that he has a hard time to swallow and just makes him want to train even more right now-no-time-for-press-conference-let-me-do-my-missed-quads-again!!!

Originally posted by yuzu-javi

Here he is trying to stop crying and congratulating Javier Fernandez for Spain’s first World gold medal, and being comforted by his friend (and also told by said Javier “I may have won this time but you’re still my champion”. Yes, beware of the Yuzuvier friendship. It will make you roll on the floor with no teeth because it’s too sweet and too fluffy HOW IS IT EVEN REAL!!!)

Off ice, Yuuri and Yuzuru also differ a lot. Yuzuru had stated he’s not a big eater and he actually tend to lose weight and muscle very quickly. 

Yuzuru is also very nice to fans but had to put more and more polite distance between him and them because he’s so famous now he needs a bodyguard during competitions. (and it’s entirely justified. I’ve seen it first hand, we don’t want him to have to deal with the huge crowd that follows him everywhere.) On that point, he ressembles Viktor a lot (though without the winks).

What they do have in common :

Yuzuru idolizes Plushenko almost as much (but in a less romantic way) as Yuuri idolizes Viktor. He had a “mushroom” haircut for a long time to copy his hero’s hairstyle, he did the Biellman Spin because he did it etc etc. And everytime he gets to share the ice with the Legend his fanboying is showing.

Plus now the admiration goes both ways and Plushenko loves and is a big fan of Yuzuru.

Originally posted by heltra91

So in conclusion, when Yuuri is skating, his face and physique does look like Yuzuru. But actually, even on a body type level, Yurio is closer to Yuzuru than yuuri.

His best performances :

His SP at the Grand Prix Final 2015 in Barcelona

His LP at the Grand Prix Final 2015 in Barcelona

His SP at the Sochi Olympics Games 2014

Skating style :

Meet Daisuke Takahashi

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We didn’t get to see much of Yuuri’s skating style yet but from the little we saw, and considering that Kenji Miyamoto worked with the animation staff, Yuuri’s skating style looks a lot like Daisuke Takahashi’s, another unanimous legend of figure skating.

Bronze medal in the Vancouver Olympic Games 2010, Daisuke is incredible on ice. He oozes charisma, his musicality is off the charts and he’ll probably melt a lot of panties on his way. If he wasn’t the best jumper, his strength was in his feet, how beautifully he could interprete music and make his fans cry.

Personality wise, Daisuke was full of insecurities. Like a lot of the most artistic skaters, if he wanted to win he still wasn’t the most driven by competition. He retired in 2014 after the Olympics where he honorably finished in the top 10 and still permanently marked his sport.

If you want to know more about him I direct you toward @magicaleggplant , she’ll talk about him much better than me.

“Story” and personality :

Meet Tatsuki Machida

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Now if there’s one skater that ressembles Yuuri the most, personality, physically and skating style wise, it’s Tatsuki Machida.

The story we see in the first episode actually seems to be taken right away from Machida’s : after qualifying for the Grand Prix Final, he finished last, messed up Nationals after it and didn’t make the cut for the World Championship the same season while still being a student.

Machida had a rollercoaster of a career. He was wildly inconsistent but still managed to finish in the top 10 at the Sochi Olympic Games in 2014. His biggest accomplishment competition wise was to win the silver medal at Worlds 2014, after skating the two programs of his life perfectly. He got beaten by 0.33 points by Yuzuru Hanyu. We all thought that we would get to see the rest of his rise the next season (as he openly said he was going to get the gold medal out of Yuzuru’s neck next time during the press conference) but his studies took a toll on him and even though he qualified for the Final in 2014, his competition was a disaster. 

During Nationals a month later, while his silver medal got him a spot for the World championship that season, he surprised everyone by announcing publicly that he was retiring. And when I mean everyone, I mean everyone, skaters who were expecting him to do an acceptance speech ended up in tears on the ice because they had no idea he decided to retire.

Machida is called the Philosopher on Ice. He’s very book educated and he loves to read (and sometimes to go on litterary ramble that loses everyone) and he’s a very artistic skater. As well as a beautiful diva. Which might be where him and Yuuri differ the most but we still have a long way into the anime to go before we can disregard that part of his personality.

Machida, because he had a very nasty stalker, is also the distant (but very polite !) type with fans. Another thing him and Yuuri have in common. 

Probably his most iconic performances :

His SP at the World Championship in 2014

His LP at the World Championship 2014

In conclusion, I think it’s safe to say that Yuuri was inspired by Daisuke Takahashi and Tatsuki Machida more than he was based on Yuzuru Hanyu. Which makes sense since the origin of Yuri on ice was started 5 years ago, before Yuzuru became THE face of figure skating and especially japanese figure skating. Before him, Daisuke Takahashi was (and still is) the one who filled the rink arenas during competition and he’s a very beloved skater all around the world. Machida might have provided a more “dramatic” story.

Viktor Nikiforov

Yuri Plisetski

Dating Myungsoo would be like:
  • Playing guitar for you while you read, curled up on the sofa next to him
  • Telling you he loves you at least once a day (so you don’t forget)
  • Blushing when you kiss him in public
  • Little, feather-light kisses on your forehead, eyelids and the corner of your mouth
  • Lazy days watching movies in bed
  • Writing you cute little notes and leaving them around the house for you to find (in books, in the kitchen cupboards, stuck to the mirror)
  • Whispering sweet nothings in your ear
  • Staying up late talking about the world
  • “Be mine forever.”
  • Shyly introducing you to his friends
  • Holding your hand across the table at restaurants
  • Dates to cool coffee shops
  • Constantly taking pictures of you
  • Telling you you’re his favourite subject to take pictures of
  • Going red when you ask him why
  • “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
  • Adopting a cat together
  • Getting you a little plant and reminding you to water it every day
  • Text messages to say good morning
  • Quiet, slow sex with lots of soft caresses
  • Listening to him sing in the shower
  • Cooking together and making a big mess in the kitchen
  • Deciding the food you made was terrible and ordering takeout instead
  • Bickering over stupid, small things and making up later on
  • Making up a lot ;)
  • Long, lazy make out sessions on the couch
  • Leaving you one of his sweatshirts when he has to be apart from you for a while
  • Nuzzling your neck
  • Telling you that you smell good
  • Clingy hugs
  • Bike rides in the summer
  • Acting cute to get your attention
  • Thoughtful, personal gifts
  • Putting flowers in your hair at the park
  • Sending you selfies telling you he misses you
  • Adorable photobooth couple pictures
  • Cosy winter nights in front of the fire
My dream of domestic Romitri

I have this headcanon that Dimitri paints Rose’s nails for her all the time. Like she’ll have a bad day or she’ll get a nasty cut or bruise and he’ll do it to cheer her up. And at first he gets the paint all over the skin too and he really struggles despite his best efforts but she’s already smiling and laughing at him because he’s so focused on her tiny fingernails and he’s sticking his tongue out in concentration and the bottle of polish and the brush look so ridiculous in his big rough hands. Sometimes Rose will just fall asleep on the couch or be reading a book and Dimitri just paints her nails for her because she is so beautiful to him and he wants to show her, to really make her understand, that she is the most gorgeous thing in the world to him even when calloused hands or huge purple and yellow bruises make her feel like she’s lost touch with her femininity and beauty she is still his exquisite rose.

A simple tiara sat on her head, and she wore a flowing white lace gown trimmed with tiny seed pearls and satin shoes in the lightest shade of ivory. Around her neck, Tiana wore Mama Odie’s magic pearl. It was strung on a simple, elegant silver chain so thin you could barely see it.

Naveen gasped when Tiana walked into the restaurant. He was on stage, playing with Louis and the Firefly Five in one last rehearsal. He dropped his ukulele and leaped off the stage. “My princess!” Naveen said. He twirled Tiana into a quick dance.

…“How do I look?” Tiana asked. She knew the answer, but it was always nice to hear it.

“You,” Naveen said seriously, “are the most beautiful princess in the world.” He tilted his head thoughtfully. “In fact,” he added, “I do believe you are the most beautiful princess in all of history.”

“You’re not so bad yourself,” Tiana said, smiling up at him. Naveen always said just the right thing.

—  From the book, Disney Princess Tiana: The Stolen Jewel
Having Draco as your boyfriend would include...

These are my head canons thought to be after (or during his later years at) Hogwarts. 

  • Lazy Sunday mornings where you just sleep away the day
  • His arms tight around your waist, his nose nuzzled into your neck 
  • He keeps smelling your neck? You had to look it up and apperantly you smell good to each other bc your genes combined would make good, functioning babies. Good to know.
  • Him always looking at you when you’re talking, reading, or doing whatever really, and smiling bc you’re always so bloody amazing
  • Finding out that he likes to bake brownies
  • Like a lot
  • Finding him doing it in the morning and him just smiling and stating that he just craved brownies
  • You wrapping your arms around him from behind and hugging him tightly and him loving it so much
  • Short, sweet kisses with small touching like holding hands or with light touches tracing patterns on the other’s skin
  • Hurried kisses when you’re both stressed or getting ready for something
  • After a kiss just looking into the other’s eyes for a few seconds and smiling, then continuing what you were doing 
  • Waking up to him tracing patterns on your skin with light fingers
  • Pretending to sleep a little longer, but he notices and starts to place slow, soft kisses over your body all the way to your lips
  • Laying in bed and his lips hovering a bit above yours for a few seconds, his eyes locking yours, like he still doubted that he had the privilege to be with you
  • Warm hugs from behind
  • Mostly when you’re alone bc he’s quite insecure about showing his affection for you when you’re with your friends; he’s scared that his touch won’t be welcome and putting both of you in a uncomfortable situation. 
  • It probably coming from him in the beginning always questioning wether or not anyone can really love him
  • His behavior changing a lot depending on the people around him (his friends, parents, etc) but always standing up for you whenever needed
  • Always trusting you (and you him) with everything
  • “Tell me something I don’t know about you.”
  • “Well, have I told you about the time I tried to fly from the roof with my mother’s umbrella?”
  • Him discovering his love for art so you both go to art museums together for whole days just strolling and holding each other’s hands
  • Draco smiling and leaning in to whisper in your ear, comparing you to the works of art 
  • Giggling a lot
  • He loves to make you laugh and is a 100% certain that you have the most beautiful smile in the entire world 
  • Him loving being alone with you in the company of strangers. Without them judging him for what he’s done earlier, and the both of you just being a normal couple
  • Him often spending time in the muggle world for that
  • He’d love book shops, often dragging you around London showing you his favorite ones.
  • Deep talks in the middle of the night, either in bed or over a cup tea
  • Him always playing with your hair
  • Knowing all of your small habits 
  • Probably whispering dirty things in your ear or having his hand on your wandering a bit during class
  • Draco just loving his ability to make you blush
  • Him always being able to be himself with you.
  • You getting him a camera for christmas and him documenting all the things you do together for the whole year, filling out an entire photo album and gifts you the christmas after. 
  • You loving it, and both of you looking in it together, whenever you’ve had a fight, or just miss the other. 
  • You would help him through the tough years when he had to do Voldemort’s biddings
  • Him changing his attitude on muggleborns and muggles for you; it was a moments decision on his part, he couldn’t risk losing you
  • Draco giving you all his love, and in return you giving him all of yours

Soo, this is my first “would include…”-thingy (preference?), so please tell me if you liked it and if you want me to make more of these :)x

just like you

Chapter One: Denial 

Pairing: taehyung x reader

Genre: angst | light fluff | light smut

Description: You had always seen yourself as the broken one, the flightless bird who needed someone to mend their wings. So meeting him was perfect because he was just like you, he was also broken, he also needed someone to mend his wings, the only difference the only thing you didn’t know was that he had dark hidden secrets and sooner or later you’d come to realize that he isn’t like you at all. 

Word Count: 4k

a/n:  I don’t know what this is or where I am going with this so don’t expect a lot.. I felt angsty and I wanted to post it but I’ll see what happens and if any of you like it. It’s not Deranged but.. It’s something I had a distant idea for.. 

“Would you like to talk about him now?” The elderly man asked you, with caution laced in his voice, his heavy eyes examining your face to see how you would react. He asked you this question every time you cam to see him, always saving it for last and always the same way, it bothered you. 

Did he think you’d cry and break down finally letting out all the feelings you’ve been suppressing in front of him? You were no psychology major but you knew how these things worked, and he was a cliche representation of what you did know, but you respected the man. He was only trying to help right? This old man with a tired smile and glasses glued to the end of his nose. Maybe he was being a bit nosy but that was his job. Your eyes wander to the empty fish tank in the corner of the room as you contemplated on his words, did you really want to ‘talk about him now’ ? 

You had grown fond of that tank, it was big and beautiful with a rainbow bed of pebbles, the water a lovely clear deep blue. No fishes were in there, not one at all but the filter still ran and in the middle a giant abandoned castle. Why he kept it like that you didn’t know but that was the thing that got you to speak to him and come back regularly. That empty yet alluring fish tank. 

But now you had a decision to make. You had denied all of his attempts so far and you don’t think you could bare to hear him ask you again. Yes the way he pestered you on the subject disturbed you, but it was more than that. Each time he asked you it felt as if he was was putting the blame on him, as if he was the one that had caused you to become this way, as if he was the reason for your sadness and suffering. But the elderly man, who’s name you didn’t bother to learn, was wrong.

Having Kim Taehyung in your life, even if it was only for a painfully short while, was anything but sadness and suffering. 

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Young!Remus Lupin x Reader: Assistance Needed

AN: Got some Lupin cuteness for you today and a feelsy George Weasley fic tomorrow!

Warnings: N/A

Remus Lupin was always in the library. His friends would tease him for it, almost constantly. While Sirius would bring home a different lass each night, James always joked that Remus’s first love was his books. Remus knew they were just having their fun. He would chuckle and roll his eyes, insisting that the relationship was perfectly mutual. He was quite fond of the library. It was a place to escape the noise of James’ incessant Quidditch talk, and Sirius’s drunken ramblings. Even Peter’s clinginess was combatted by the isolation and individuality of the library.

But to be perfectly honest, Remus had been visiting rather frequently as of late, and that had nothing to do with needing new reading material. Y/N was the most exquisite girl he had ever laid eyes on, and she was one of the library assistants. Her laugh was soft, and her y/h/c hair looked softer. Her y/e/c eyes danced along the sentences of the books she spent her downtime reading, and she would gasp gently or make faces to display her reaction to the story. Remus found this incredibly endearing, and in the brief moments when they would interact, he wished he had James’ conversation skills or Sirius’s suaveness.

She would put down her novel to check out the books he needed, grinning gently. He felt goosepimples grow underneath his sweater, and a heat rush to his cheeks. He smiled back, filled with the warmth of her kindness in an instant. Y/N would flip through his books, commenting on each one with interest; “Ooh, how interesting. You’ll have to tell me your review when you finish it!”, or “I’m much too cowardly to read something like this, Remus, I don’t know how you could stand it!” And each time, he would stutter back a reply with a goofy grin plastered on his face. But, he was addicted, and returned as often as he had free time.

He was considerably busy, since Y/N always tried to chat with him about the books that he selected, he had to read each one thoroughly. The other marauders were peeved at this. Sirius would wave his hand between Remus and the book at breakfast, exclaiming that he was trying to have a chat with him. Remus insisted he was listening, but he could only multitask so well, and seeing as he was busy sucking every drop of information from each sentence, Sirius was left on the back burner. Padfoot couldn’t believe how he was being stood up by his own friend, and smacked James on the head to earn his attention. James looked up from hoovering his breakfast, now just as irritated as Sirius.

“Wot, Pads?!” He cried, rubbing the back of his head.

“Look at him!” Sirius exclaimed, dramatically. “Won’t even look at me when I’m bloody talking!”

Remus put his finger on the word he last stopped at, peering up from the book with a glare. James joined in on this, still sore that his eating had been interrupted. Peter looked from Remus to Sirius, wishing to be involved.

“Happy now?” Remus snapped. “What’s the big fuss about then?”

Sirius rolled his eyes, propping his head on his arm and poking at his hot cereal. Peter chuckled nervously, uncomfortable with the silence. Setting his book on the table, Remus stared at Sirius with narrowed eyes.

“Listen, mate.” Sirius said, running his hand through his long, tangled hair. “We just never see you anymore. Can’t even get you to hold a conversation.”

“I’ve been busy!” Remus defended. “You don’t know, maybe I’ve met someone. You’re always ready to run off with the first girl you see.”

James spat out his bacon and eggs, choking with laughter. Sirius’s chortling started small, but soon he was cackling as well. Even Peter began to laugh, trying to be one of the boys. Remus crossed his arms, scowling.

“Why are you laughing?” He questioned.

“Because, unless her name is Jane Eyre or Emily Dickinson, you haven’t met anyone mate.” James explained, snorting.

“How can you be so sure?” Remus asked. He puffed out his chest, indignantly.

“Because your eyes are so focused on that bloody novel that you’ll only be able to see a girl’s ass when she’s walking right past you!” Sirius said, overcome with laughter.

“You’re all prats.” Remus grunted, standing up from the table and collecting his things.

“Oh, come now Moony, we’re just joking.” James said.

“I’ll be back when you have better material.” Remus said, his nose in the air. “The only asses I’m seeing sitting here are the three of you.”

He huffed off, heading to the library for peace and quiet. Remus hadn’t seen Y/N at breakfast, so he assumed she must be there already. The laughter of the Marauders bounced off of the walls of the corridor, echoing into several classrooms. Remus smoothed his hair down with one hand, pulling the book to his side. He started to think of things to say to her that would most definitely woo her. He’d show them when he had the most beautiful girl in the world by his side.

“Maybe I’ll call her ‘babe’, that’s what Sirius does.” He thought aloud. The word felt foreign in his mouth, and he wasn’t sure he could pull it off with confidence.

All of his talking points disappeared once he walked through the door of the library, and caught wind of Y/N’s perfume. She smelled like jasmine and lilac, and immediately the scent had him knocked to his knees. Y/N was curled behind the library counter in a chair, her large y/e/c eyes filled with worry, staring at a yellowed page of an old book. Remus stood still, staring at how lovely she looked. He wanted to pull her in his lap and have her read aloud for him to hear. Y/N looked up with a small gasp, noticing him.

“Hi Remus,” She said shyly. “All done with the novel already? You read so fast that you’ll have devoured the whole library by the time we graduate!”

He chuckled, nervously.

“Nah, I still have a few more chapters.” He admitted, holding up the book. He needed to make up a fib to justify his visit, but he could hardly think of anything with her radiant y/e/c eyes gazing at him. “But, I was wondering if you could help me find something on star patterns. Always been interested.”

She sprung up from her seat at once, motioning for him to follow her through the maze of books. Remus did gladly, pulling at his collar. Y/N made him feel like nobody else in the world could. She was stunningly gorgeous, and very witty. Her charm made him swoon without fail, and not a moment had gone by since he laid eyes on her that she wasn’t on his mind. Walking a few paces behind her and eyes wandering, Remus thought to himself ‘eat your heart out, Pads’.

“Ah, should be over here.” Y/N explained, pulling up a ladder and climbing to the top row of books.

Remus blushed, forcing himself to look at the ground and not scanning her long legs. She muttered to herself, stroking the spines of several books, trying to decipher the titles under the dust.

“This one is about the cycle and effects of the moon.” She read. “Is that what you’re interested in? I always thought the moon was mesmerizing.”

Remus gulped, sweat forming on his forehead.

“Not particularly.” He grunted.

“Oh, here’s something!” She said. “’Constellations and the Secrets Behind the Stars’, that’ll do the trick!”

Y/N stretched her arm to reach the large, poorly bound book – but it was just out of her reach. She began leaning off the ladder, and Remus stepped closer tentatively, watching her every move carefully. Grasping the spine, she tipped the book closer to her, when she lost her balance and slipped from the ladder. Remus yelped, running to catch her. Y/N landed safely in his arms, and the book dropped onto the table with a large thud and a cloud of dust.

“Whew.” Y/N said, waving her arm to clear the smoky air. “T-Thanks. For that.”

Remus put her down, his nose and cheeks turning bright pink. She also was blushing quite furiously, and looked up at him with hooded eyelids, the two separated by only a foot of space. Remus scratched the back of his neck nervously, his chocolatey eyes locking with hers. Y/N licked her lips, stepping a tiny bit closer. Remus’s breathing grew heavy, and he reached out to put a hand on Y/N’s arm.

“I- uh. I have something to confess, Y/N.” He muttered as she drew in closer.

“Go on.” She said, her voice low and soft.

“I’ve been reading nonstop just to come back to see you.” He breathed, placing his other hand on Y/N’s neck. She was nearly pressed up against him now.

“I’ve been working every moment I can just so I could catch you if you wandered in.” Y/N countered, standing on her tip toes to close the height gap.

Remus leaned down, pressing his lips against hers and reveling in her sweetness. The two melted together, enjoying the peaceful, tender moment for as long as they could. Y/N moved forward, backing Remus into a bookshelf and the two shared a laugh before continuing. When he dared to pull away for a breath, Remus placed a stray hand of her hair behind her ear.

“Can I see you this weekend?” He asked, his voice low and husky.

“I’m free Saturday.” Y/N replied. “Want to get drinks at the Three Broomsticks?”

Remus replied by crashing his lips against hers once again, promising not to pull away ever again.

anonymous asked:

For Dazai, Atsushi, and Chuuya I was wondering if you could do headcanons for an s/o who is extremely self-reliant in all aspects of her life?

Of course nonnie!


  • Really admires this about his s/o tbh because he strives to have that for himself. 

  • Though he does wish she would let him do more for her he respects her needs and will often find himself being the one that gets taken care of and this boy adores it.

  • If he lives with this s/o he tries to spoil her a bit by buying her sweets or cooking meals for her before she gets home.

  • He learns a lot from her and the way she carries herself with a sense of pride and stability. Sometimes it does make him feel belittled as a man though he knows she isn’t doing it intentionally. But, he often uses this as a way to motivate himself to be better like his s/o.

  • The stability his s/o brings to his life helps him a lot with his self-esteem and self-worth because he’s never exactly experienced positive stability.
  • Secretly loves her weak moments because it means he can jump to the rescue, but he still hates if she is ever upset or hurt.

  • He’s the sweetest cinnamon roll in the world when his s/o is sick and does everything for her. If his s/o is defiant he gets a bit stern and channels some hidden brashness to make sure his s/o doesn’t get worse by trying to do everything herself.

  • Gets flustered if she ever gets him gifts because he’s never received anything like that in his life like he cannot even speak real words it’s gibberish.


[I’ve always thought Chuu would be so attracted to an independent person like mmmm boi]

  • Oh man this boy gets hot watching his s/o project her dominance in any situation. Whether she’s a boss at her job, in the bedroom, or even cleaning the house he basically salivates.

  • He does wish she would let him spoil them a bit more because that’s how Chuu was taught to treat a woman and damn it he just wants to shower her diamonds she didn’t buy herself. Sometimes he buys her super custom made luxury lingerie just to get her a bit riled up at the fact that he bought her something she usually likes to buy herself.

  • While Chuu is super attracted to his s/o’s independence he will fight her for control 99% of the time when it comes to matters that have to do with both of them. Paying for dates, topping during sex, getting chores done a specific way—all those hot button issues lead to some close-faced heated arguments but unless it’s something Chuu is actually angry about he just gets off on the struggle tbqh.

  • Loves showing his s/o off because his woman made a name for herself and he’s damn proud of her. He talks about her and her accomplishments a lot, especially to Kouyou.

  • He loves being showered in gifts too because his s/o knows his tastes and he’s left speechless when he comes home to an expensive bottle of wine wrapped in a bow because his s/o had to stay late at work and miss dinner.


  • Dazai is pretty flexible when it comes to women so his s/o being fiercely independent doesn’t faze him. If anything it presents a different challenge because he’s used to women fawning all over him or slapping him.

  • This boy also gets hot watching his s/o take charge but he doesn’t her take charge all the time. In fact this tall mofo does shit to purposely get her pissed because he loves being punished for it and watching her try and dominate him. He’ll secretly pay some of her bills or dote on her a little too much and he knows what buttons to push to get the reactions he wants.

  • He does whine when though his s/o is working too much because that means less attention for him and he is not about that life.

  • Because his s/o takes her job more seriously than he takes his sometimes he does extra things for her like cooking, cleaning, giving her foot rubs ext. so she isn’t over-stressed.

  • Will loudly proclaim in public that his girl is the best woman in the world and babble about how she’s “so strong” or “a beautiful genius” in a sing-song voice. 

  • Often talks to Kunikida about her accomplishments and points out she doesn’t need to match his silly ideals in his book to be the most amazing woman ever.

  • His favorite thing is to make her completely submissive in the bedroom though because he secretly loves holding power over her during sex.

So I’ve seen everyone is a bit angry that Call keeps going on with this Best Friend War with Tamara, like Aaron was some kind of Golden Prize to win. Call and Tamara have always fought over this subject since Book 1.But in my opinion, Call simply mistakes his feelings. There’s no Best Friend War in the first place because he actually has a crush over Aaron - and he simply doesn’t recognize it, and identifies the blondie as a friend to “fight for”, because of a number of facts;
a) Aaron is a boy: in my bisexual experience, at first you believe that those feelings toward someone of your same sex are the same as everyone’s – FRIENDSHIP feelings. You need to grow up and think about it to realize there’s some depth in it. And, well, Call is thirteen years old.
b) Call hasn’t had previous friendships in his life. So this whole thing with Tamara and Aaron is a brand new one and he doesn’t always react as he is supposed to be. His feelings toward Aaron are mistaked as Best Friend feelings because he has no experiences to base on. And besides, Call’s a little dork himself.

I have re-read Magisterium in these days and have actually found a lot of clues that point toward Call’s bisexuality. It’s obvious he likes girls (i. e. he notices immediately that Tamara and Gwenda are both cute, and is somehow intrigued by Celia’s interest even though he doesn’t crush her).
At the same time, he doesn’t miss any occasion to point out men’s handsomeness, too. Starting from Aaron himself: he is described as “handsome”, someone who looks like Captain America – let’s not forget about how often Call mentions his green eyes. Both Tamara’s father and Costantine get called as “attractive”, though. Obviously people can understand if a person is beautiful even if they’re not attracted to their sex. Still, the books are written under Call’s point of view; we read what he believes is most important of the world around him.
The fact that more than once he spends time to linger on a man’s attractiveness – well I wouldn’t underrate it.

imagine courfeyrac with a huge scrapbook covered in star stickers and smiley faces and the word ‘collection’ on the front in rainbow writing

and inside are polaroid selfies of him and random people that he encounters over the course of Being Courfeyrac. there’s one of him and the Lady On The Bus That One Time and notes around it reminding him that she was called June and she was on her way to see her sister who she had only discovered a few years before and she used to own a bakery and she had a bright pink plastic ring on her finger that her grand daughter gave to her from a cereal box. and there’s one of him and The Park Busker who told courf his entire life story but started with the moment he met courfeyrac and went backwards, ending with his first memory. he never got that guys name.

and this book has dozens of pages like this with people that he comes across, with photos and notes and its one of his most prized possessions because he is courfeyrac and to him people are the most beautiful things in the whole world.

Imagine – Babysitting JJ with Jensen ((Part 4))

Word Count – 2,285

Pairing – Divorced! Jensen x Reader



- 1 year later –

Today was the day you and Jensen were going to announce your relationship to the fans at Vancon today. You have never been so nervous in your life. Jensen was nervous too but he knew his viewers would never do anything to upset him or the guys, ever.

It was Friday morning and you and Jensen were packing, getting ready to leave for the week. JJ was with Danneel while you guys would be away, giving you both comfort knowing she’s in good hands and taken care of. You packed your clothes, makeup, hair curler and straightener, body wash and shampoo, toothpaste and tooth brush and a few books to read along with your phone charger and laptop. Jensen packed his clothes, shower things, toothbrush and laptop.

“You look beautiful the way you are, babygirl. You don’t need all that makeup and hair done.” he said standing behind you in the mirror with his arms around your waist while you did your hair.

“I look better with all this though.”

“Beautiful either way, even when you’re sick you’re still the most beautiful girl in the world to me.” You kissed his cheek, making him grin.

“You ready for tonight?”

“I’m nervous, but yes. I just can’t believe we were able to hide it for so long.”

“I know it’s been killin’ me. I can’t wait to show you off to the world and show them how much I love you, even though words can’t describe.”

You finished your hair and kissed him, hugging him after. He squeezed tight and kissed the top of your head, making you smile even more than before.


The airport trip was quiet, thank god. There wasn’t many paparazzi’s and only a few fans wanting a picture together. Eventually you, Jensen, Jared, Misha and Mark finally got on a plane, on your way to Vancon and sadly you weren’t a huge fan of airplanes, let alone heights.

“Babe, you okay? You’re shaking like a leaf.” Jensen said sitting next to you, looking at you with worry.

“Let’s just say heights aren’t my friend.” You said while trying to steady your hand and bouncing leg.

Jensen put his hand on your lap and gave you a warm smile.

“Think about JJ, think about us. Just picture us at a beach. A warm, summer day of just the sounds of waves crashing and seagulls yelling in the air.” You cut him off

“I hate seagulls. One stole my ice cream when I was 3.” Jensen sighed, smirking to himself and shaking his head.

“The smell of the salt water filling the air while the warm sand is in between your toes. JJ laughing and building sand castles with you and me. Cuddling on the towel while she plays in the sand. Think about “Cant Help Falling In Love With You” and our first kiss, id sing it for ya now if I could but there’s to many people around and well, I’m shy.”

You closed your eyes and listened to him hum it softly to himself, melting your heart and making all your fear go away at the sound and vision of the beach. You could also hear the sounds of Jared, Misha and Mark making jokes like the 10 year olds they are and giggling with each other about them, warming your heart even more.

“I love you, I love you so much Jense.” You said sleepily, laying your head on his shoulder as he leaned his head on top of yours.

“I love you too baby girl, I really do.”


You finally arrived to the hotel. You and Jensen got a room while the other guys got their own rooms, which you and Jensen didn’t mind of course. You both laid your bags on the floor and plopped on the hotel bed.

“You know what we should do? Jump on the beds, or or! Build a fort!” You said, jumping on the bed.

“How old are you, 12?” Jensen laughed

“On a scale of one to ten I am.” You smirked sarcastically while Jensen threw his hands in the air in defense

“You got me there, babe. Come on we gotta get ready for dinner”

You sighed and hopped off the bed, changing into nicer clothes while Jensen did too.

“You owe me a pillow fight when we come back, deal Ackles?”

“Deal, Y/L/N.”

You walked into the fancy restaurant arm in arm, smiling at each other the whole time while Jared, Mark and Misha kept making “lovey dovey” jokes. You got a 5 person table and sat together. You all ordered your food and drinks then continued talking about everything and anything.

“So y/n, you excited to see the fans again? Been awhile since you’ve been to a convention.” Misha asked, taking a bite of his food.

“I’m a little nervous, but other than that I’m really excited. I missed it so much and I especially missed spending it with you guys.” Everyone at the table awe’d, making you red.

“We’re glad to have ya come with us y/n.” Jared said with a smile.

“Hows West and Maison doing, Misha?’ you asked, thinking about how terribly you missed them. You haven’t seen them since they were tiny babies.

“Growing like a weed. By the time they’re 10 they’re gonna be carrying me on their backs.”

“That’s how I feel with my son sometimes” Mark laughed.

“How is he?”

“Good, lady’s man just like his papa” He joked, making Jared, Jensen and Misha almost choke on their food from laughter.

“Are ya nervous to tell everyone about you guys? I was when I told everyone about me and Gen.”

“We’re a little nervous, but I trust everyone so I hope it’ll be okay.” Jensen said holding your hand after.

You all finished your food and headed back to the hotel, getting some rest for tomorrow. When you arrived back you and Jensen had that pillow fight he promised, you lost.

“Damn it Jense, why are you so strong?” You laughed, laying your head on his chest.

“I’m not sure, I mean would ya look at these pecks!” He said pulling up his arms and kissing his muscles.

You shook your head and turned your back to fall asleep, feeling his arms wrap around your waist tightly after and his head nuzzle into your neck. You interlocked your fingers with his and kissed his hand.

“Goodnight babe, I love you.”

“I love you too” he said half awake.




The next morning was very anxious feeling. You kept thinking of everything that could go right, but also everything that could go wrong. What if they don’t like you and never did? What if some girls get jealous? What if he decides he doesn’t want to? All these thoughts leaving you crazy and upset.

“You’re quiet today, somethin’ on your mind sweetheart?” He said, resting his chin on your bare shoulder after you got out of the shower.

“What if they don’t like me, Jense? What if they hate the idea of us being together?”

“You’re talking non sense babe, they’ll love you, they’ll love us. I love you! I love us!’

“I know, I love you and us too. Just anxiety gettin’ to me I guess.”

“Don’t stress it babe, we got this.” He kissed your shoulder.

You blow dried your hair and curled it, put on your makeup and wore your favorite flannel shirt along with black skinny jeans. Once you finally came out of the bathroom your boyfriend looked at you like it was the first time he ever saw you.

“Beautiful, so damn beautiful…my girl.” He said before kissing you, making you blush and feel happy about yourself.

“You look good too, handsome.” You said with a nudge, making him blush as well.

You walked out of your room to find the rest of the guys dressed up and ready to go.

“You both look great” Mark said, giving Jensen a pat on the back.

“Is everyone ready?” Jared asked, everyone nodded.

By the time you all got there everyone was already in the big crowded room waiting. Once you saw everyone your heart started to pound harder and harder, and your hands began to shake and your knees felt weak.

“We got this. Think about the beach, darlin’.” Jensen said softly to you, kissing you after and giving you a hug.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Those were the last words you said to him before he walked out on stage with the guys. You sat over where nobody could see on the stage to the side, watching them and smiling away at how dorky and welcoming they were being.

Everyone was asking questions and cracking jokes as the usual when you heard a question that caught your full attention.

“Will we ever see y/n again?” A random fan asked them.

They all froze, especially Jensen. They didn’t know what to say or do knowing it wasn’t time for the announcement yet. Jensen looked over at Jared then at you from across the stage with a weird, worried look.

“Well boys?” one of the managers said.

“Um well –“ Jared was about to say until Jensen cut him off.

“Yes! I actually wanted to talk to ya’ll about that. As you know the actors on Supernatural always stay close even after some of them aren’t on the show. Well we of course are still very close with y/n but one of the actors are VERY close with her if ya know what I mean.” Misha said to the fans while they all gasped.

“Will the lucky man raise his hand!”

Everyone looked at each other like they didn’t know while the fans were chanting “do it, do it, do it!” after about 10 seconds Jensen finally slowly raised his hand with a dorky smile. Everyone was screaming and cheering while Jensen laughed hard, bending his back as he usually does and wiping the tears away from his eyes from laughing.

“WHERE IS SHE!” Someone screamed in the crowd. Jared jogged over and grabbed your hand, pulling you with him while everyone was still screaming, screaming even louder when they saw you.

Jared pushed you over to Jensen, making you bump into his chest but he caught you with his arms before you could pull away, making everyone awe’.

“KISS, KISS, KISS” they chanted, making you and Jensen blush. “Fuck it” Jensen said under his breath, placing his hand on your cheek and kissing you roughly while everyone yelled and Misha and Jared jumped up and down happily.

“Hi, my name is Shannon and I’d just like to ask HOW DID ALL OF THIS HAPPEN? Also, congrats!” She said into the mic.

“Uh, I don’t know we kind of were just hanging out one day while JJ was with Danneel and I kind of just couldn’t hold It in anymore.”

‘Come on man, give us the full details!” Jared yelled from the back.

“We were dancing to Elvis then Cant Help Falling In Love With You came on and I just took the moment and kissed her.” Jensen said, wrapping his arm around your shoulder proudly. The crowd filled with awe’s again.

“Hi, my name’s Sean and I’d like to know what your OTP name would be?”

Everyone looked at each other with confusion other than you, understanding what he meant.

“Sorry, these guys are apparently getting old and don’t know what OTP means but I do. Um, I guess it’d be (whatever you think yours and Jensen’s ship name would be)”

“Well, I ship it!” He said happily.

The night went on and on and on with questions about you and Jensen, not that you minded of course. You and Jensen were very happy everyone was so accepting and nice and not a rude thing was said that night.

“Last question” The manager said.

“My name is Kelly and I know this is weird but have you guys had sex yet?” You and Jensen looked at each other with wide eyes while everyone yelled “OOOOOOO” even Jared, Mark and Misha.

You were standing a few feet away from Jensen so couldn’t ask what to say. He looked over at you with a grin and shot you a wink, making the boys scream louder.

“N-no.. we have not.” You laughed nervously.

“Not yet!” Misha said while you slapped him playfully on the arm.


After 4 hours you all arrived back to the hotel. Everyone was sleepy and sore from standing the whole time and throats hurt from talking a lot but it was fun and worth it all. You all said goodnight and went to your rooms.

“My fucking feet are sore, can’t even imagine how swollen they’re going to be when I’m pregnant I can’t even stand for a few hours and they get swollen to hell.” You grumbled, taking off your sneakers while Jensen took off his boots.

After you laid back on the bed Jensen sat at the end of the bed. Before you could ask what he was doing he started rubbing your feet with his big hands, making you moan in comfort and lean your head back against your pillow.

“God, you’re an angel.” You chuckled while he smirked and kept on massaging.

“I so owe you.”

“Sex would be a cool gift, or pizza.” He winked again, making you feel warm and excited inside.

“Maybe both?”

“You have NO idea how much I love you.”


I got prompted to write a Mute!Dan high school AU fic, and I said I wasn’t going to write a proper one because there’s a few good one’s already. I did, however, write this daft little drabble that doesn’t make a lot of sense but I thought I should post it anyway. Thank you for the prompt <3

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