his eyes are the most beautiful thing

Okay I’ve been thinking about this forever and I need opinions

You know that post going around telling white people to dress like they’re going to a job interview and then plant their milquetoast selves in front of poc/minorities because police won’t want to arrest them???

Imagine Tony walking by a peaceful protest and nodding at all the young people he sees there, says “you’re doing good work!” because hey when he was there age he was either drunk or high and he’s proud of these kids for having opinions

He goes to his meeting and it sucks because Business but he’s pleased with the results and that’s kind of what he’s thinking most about when he notices the peaceful protest he’s passing to get to the car is no longer peaceful oh shit the protesters are huddling together and they look scared oh shit people are throwing eggs and garbage what the fuck oh shit police what the fuck

So Tony, in his Armani suit and Italian loafers, stomps over to stand between the police, the people throwing garbage at these kids, and the protesters. Happy appears a moment later, looking resigned, and then Tony feels a hand gripping his and he glances over and it’s Pepper, looking fierce as usual

And the police that aren’t busy trying to corral the assholes throwing garbage or the protesters that had gone to fight them to protect the rest look at him a bit unsurely, and then finally one of them steps forward and calls out, “Gentlemen, ma’am, please move aside!”

And Tony’s so pissed, he’s become part of this now, and they expect him to just move aside and let them arrest these people who had been attacked and baited into fighting, so he sets his jaw, straightens his shoulders, and snarls, “No, you move!”

(The police come for them anyway. “Get in the limo!” Happy snaps, and Tony is offended before he realizes he’s got the arms of a young girl and a boy in each hand and is shoving them toward the car. “Yes! Go! Get in the car! Go!” Tony adds, and the group scatters for the car, and cabbies are leaning out their windows, flashing their lights and shouting “’ey, no fares here!” and then people just on their ways to work are unlocking doors and calling out how many empty seats they have, and it’s the most beautiful thing Tony’s ever seen

Pepper drags him into the car in the confusion, and there’s so many people in it they have to squat on the floor, and it takes him a moment to realize he’s shaking, but he can’t tell if it’s anger or adrenaline)

((“Hey,” he says when he notices one of their passengers is quite young. “I’m Tony. What’s your name?”

And the girl smiles even though frightened tears are rolling down her cheeks and she says, “I’m Kamala.”))

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Chanyeol:

*You’d wake up and realize he’s not in the bed anymore. After scanning the room with your sleepy eyes you find him sitting on the floor, next to the window and staring at you. He’s thoughtful, he also looks  a little sad, confused* “It was inevitable wasn’t it? We both have been wanting this to happen for a while… say, how does this change things?”

Kris:

*He probably won’t say anything and just leave after giving you a forehead kiss. But he would think about it day and night, wondering if what he did was wrong, if it was too son* “It’s not like I didn’t like it… but I want more than just a one night stand.. I want her.. everyday..”

Sehun:

*He would try to not act very awkward, after all he can’t deny it was the best night of his life. All he needs now is to show you that for him you aren’t just a one night stand* “Say… if you are okay with it… would you like to.. do something tomorrow? anything.. say yes.. please”

Tao:

*He’d be too worried, too scared to lose you* “I know what we did last night was something we agreed on but… Y/N you are more important to me than  a one night stand… say… can we start again? Can I prove myself worthy of you?”

Kai:

*He’ll try to remember exactly what happened that night, try to see if he did something wrong.. if he said something he shouldn’t have to* “Do you feel okay with this? Are you okay? You won’t get distant right? Tell me what you want… tell me how you want us to be…”

Xiumin:

*He would take a deep breathe and try to clear his mind before waking you up, before facing the consequences* “Y/N… I think we need to talk about last night… it’s important… please”

Baekhyun:

*Seeking advice* “Why did I do it? I don’t understand… why didn’t you stop me? You know how much I like her.. now she thinks I only wanted for a night… how do I fix this? How do I go back in time and do things better…”

Luhan:

*He’ll probably avoid you for a couple of days. Trying to not make you unconformable but end up making it worse. He’s just scared, scared of whatever that night meant.* “I just… you know I… for me you are more than just… that… I.. really like you… but I messed it up… and I’m confused… I’m not sure… how to fix this”

Chen:

*It would be hard for him, really hard but he’d try to talk with you about it. Tell you how he actually feels and how much it scares him that things could be different after that night* “Even if… even if you only want to be friends… please don’t go. Please… because to me, you are the world and I can’t afford losing you”

Kyungsoo:

*Probably would be dying inside, screaming a million things to himself but unless you know how to read his mind, all you can see is a boy watching you while you wake up with so many questions in his eyes* “I didn’t know… I didn’t know how beautiful you looked after waking up… and didn’t know how beautiful you were… under the moonlight”

Lay:

*He would come looking for you a few days later, looking like a complete mess, probably with tears in his eyes. The moment you open the door he would pull you into his arms and hold you tightly* “I’m sorry Y/N.. I’m sorry things went that way.. but I’m not sorry of what happened… because it changes nothing… it doesn’t change the way I feel for you.. I love you… you are really the most treasured thing in my life”

Suho:

*Even though the even of that night are forever in his mind, he would try to act as normal as possible to not make you feel uncomfortable. But when you don’t see him, when you aren’t looking his expression changes, his eyes show the love he feels for you and his face…. it shows the pain of not having you* “I wonder if one day… I’ll be able to hold you again, like I did that night… and tell you how you make me feel… right here in my heart”

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

Chosen

Originally posted by melancholymuke

     The ticking sounds of the clock seemed louder than the busy people going in and out of the coffee shop. Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip and your finger repeatedly tapped on the coffee mug as you waited for Calum to show up. If he showed up. Calum was suppose to meet you for a study date thirty minutes ago, but he hadn’t showed up yet. Your dates with Calum had gone like this for about a week. He’d end up being late and come running in apologizing profusely just like he was about to do now. You could see your boyfriend running from across the street, draping the strap of his bag over his shoulder. Calum’s face was red as he finally slowed down to a stop. You watched as he sucked in a breath of air and pulled the door to the coffee shop open. The bell dinged and the employee behind the counted greeted Calum, who smiled and waved hello in return.

“I’m sorry I’m late baby,” Calum sighed, leaning down to give you a kiss on the cheek. You kept a straight face and just sipped on your coffee waiting to hear what excuse Calum had this time. “I lost track of time and ended up taking a nap after my class,” he explained, picking a raspberry off your fruit tart.

“You fell asleep?” you asked with raised eyebrows, trying to confirm his words. Calum nodded in response and then stood up to order something. You watched as he headed towards the counter. You let out a deep sigh beginning to wonder why Calum was always late for your dates. You knew juggling school, work, and a relationship was hard, but it didn’t take that much for Calum to just send you a “hey I’m running late” text or something to show he hadn’t forgotten about you. Lately you felt as if Calum was just too distant as if he was getting ready to breakup with you. The two of you had been together since first semester of your sophomore year. You were now juniors in college and things were a lot more stressful than before. “How was your day?” Calum questioned, sitting back down at the table.

“Um it was good I had a lab at eight thirty and the instructor was on a rampage today,” you told him, rubbing at your temples and taking a bit out of the fruit tart. “What about you?” you questioned, “How was your day before the nap?”

“Not bad. Had practice with the guys and then lunch with Layla,” he told you. You looked up from your phone at his words and then furrowed your eyebrows.

“Layla?” you questioned, knowing this wasn’t one of Calum’s friends. You had met them all so this name wasn’t ringing any bells for you. Calum’s mouth parted at your question and he licked at his lips.

“Just some girl in my class. She wanted to study so I suggested we get lunch while we were at it,” he said. Your lips puckered into a pout at his words and you shifted uncomfortably in your spot.

“You studied earlier? That’s we were suppose to do thirty-five minutes ago,” you said letting out an irritated chuckle. Calum had ate lunch and studied with some other girl. It could have practically been a date, but you didn’t want to assume anything or get jealous. Jealousy wasn’t a pretty thing. Calum scratched at the back of his neck and then lifted his smoothie up, sipping from the straw.

“It’s not that big a deal, Y/N.” Calum sighed in exasperation earning a glare from you. “Just lunch that’s all,” he reassured, hand reaching out to grab yours and give it a tight squeeze. You couldn’t help but to be insecure about your relationship with Calum. He was and still is the most beautiful being you’ve laid eyes on. Calum was attractive something you knew other females took notice of. Their constant flirting with your boyfriend was a bit intimidating. For some reason you felt inadequate whenever you so a particularity pretty girl talking to him. When you and Calum started seeing each other he was also seeing someone else. You knew it was okay to date around especially when you first talking to someone and not sure if you want to be with them. In the end Calum had decided he wanted you. He continued to pursue you and eventually wanted to be exclusive. 

Thinking about it now you weren’t exactly sure why Calum chose you. It wasn’t some secret that you were still struggling with coming into your own. Self-confidence took time and you were slowly trying to love yourself. There were times where you became discouraged. Especially in a time like this. In a situation such as this. Calum going to lunch with a girl from class screamed bad news to you, but you knew he’d never cheat. “Should we get started?” Calum questioned, breaking through your thoughts. You blinked at his words lips parting as you started at him with a confused look.

“What?” you mumbled, eyebrows furrowing at Calum quizzically. He gestured down at the book that was sat in front of you and pulled out his own classwork.

“Studying. The reason we’re here,” he chuckled trying to jog your memory. Your eyes lit up at his words and you quickly nodded.

“Right yeah let’s get started,” you smiled, turning the page of your textbook and then digging into your bag for a pen and paper. You needed to get your mind off Calum’s little date. Just the thought about him hanging out with potentially single girls had you queasy. Making all the insecurities about your relationship flood to your head.

     You had gone too deep in your thoughts. So deep that you had started to become distant from Calum. It had gotten to a point where you barely talk to him when the two of you were together and texts replies ended with one word or an emoji. With you becoming hot and cold with Calum he had began to worry. Calum knew that recently the two of you hadn’t been spending as much time together as he or you would like. He had noticed your sudden coldness towards him after your last study date. You were never one to voice your feelings which is something he had taken notice of. Getting you to talk about how you felt was like trying to explain your opinion to a very opinionated person. Usually Calum would allow you to simmer out until you were ready to talk, but for some reason he felt something was really wrong. 

It was quiet as both you and Calum were sprawled out across your bed. The room dark but only a beam of light coming from an episode of Gravity Falls playing on your laptop screen. Your legs were placed over Calum’s and his fingertips trailed up and down tickling your skin. “Y/N,” Calum whispered, breaking the silence between you both. You hummed in response, eyes adverting away from the screen to glance at Calum. “You’ve been awfully quiet lately…distant really,” he started to say, “Was there something I did or said? You’re never this quiet when you’re mad at me.” Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip as you tried to figure out what to tell Calum. 

“It’s nothing,” you replied in a mumble. Calum shifted around so that he was rested on his side and facing you. 

“I can’t keep doing this with you,” Calum sighed in frustration. 

“Doing what?” you asked, eyebrows furrowing at his words. The way he said the words seemed as if he was preparing to break up with you. It made you terrified and you found yourself sitting up straight and turning on the light. 

“You always block me out when something’s wrong! A relationship requires communication and if we can’t communicate…” his voice trailed off and your eyes widened in a sign for him to continue. “It’s not healthy to bottle up your feelings and you’ve been too distant for something not to be wrong so I’ll ask again. What did I do?” 

“Why are you with me?” you questioned deciding to get straight to the point. Calum wasn’t expecting you to ask that question. His eyes widening in surprise. 

“Are you serious?” Calum asked, letting out a nervous laugh only for it to cut off when you nodded and gave him a serious look. His mouth clamped shut and Calum chewed at his lip before answering you. “I’m with you because I want to be with you,” he said, not quite sure how to answer your question. It wasn’t an easy question to answer. There were so many reasons Calum was with you, but he couldn’t condense it down to just one. 

“When’s the last time you told me you loved me?” you brought up, “The last time you didn’t show up late to a date with some lousy excuse.” Calum nodded at your words his lips parting in realization. 

“That’s what this is about? If you wanted me to be on time for dates all you had to do was say so,” Calum chuckled, shaking his head in surprise. 

“It’s not just you being late, Calum. It’s you spending more time with single girls than you do with me. It’s about you not showing any sign that you still love me. I feel like you see me as someone you’re just settling with and I don’t want that, so if this relationship is something you’re not happy in then let me know!” You had to suck in some air to catch your breath. “I don’t want you to settle because you fear hurting my feelings. I’m a big girl, Calum.” You weren’t sure why, but you felt tears of anger prick at the corner of your eyes. It was frustrating to think that Calum could secretly be screwing someone else behind your back. That he was only with you out of pity. You felt upset about the whole thing and Calum’s obliviousness to it all was irritating. The back of your hands came up to wipe at your eyes. You didn’t want the tears to flow with Calum around, you refused it. 

“I’m not settling, Y/N,” Calum quickly said. He sat up straight and reached out to grab your hand only to have you pull it away. “Do you remember what I said to you when we officially became a couple?” Calum questioned. You remained quiet and just nodded your head. “I told you that I was wasting my time dating other people because I had you all along,” Calum said. He reached out for your hand again and this time you didn’t pull away. 

“You probably say that to all the girls you’ve been with,” you mumbled. Calum shook his head at your words.

“I chose to be with you because I realized seeing your face everyday sounded more appealing than waking up to nothing,” he told you, “I chose you, Y/N because you make my world a brighter place. I love you and I know I don’t say it as much as I should, but I do.” He lifted your hand up to kiss the back of it. “I’m not settling. I see a future with you and I’m sorry for making you as if I was. You’re worth more to me than you and if spending time with single people makes you feel uncomfortable then I won’t hand out with them as often,” he reassured. 

“I don’t want you to not hang out with people because of me,” you replied with a roll of your eyes. You didn’t want to be that type of girlfriend. The controlling type to dictate who Calum was allowed to be friends with and when they could hand out. “I just want some time with you,” you whispered, “I just want to feel like you love me too.”

“I do love you. I will scream that at the top of my lungs in a crowded place if you want me to,” Calum expressed. “As for me being late to dates I will make a change. I know right now it’s hard because midterms are coming up and we’re one year away from graduating, but I promise you we’ll get through it all. Seeing your smile everyday his my motivation.” A small smile embraced your face at his words and Calum grinned. “That smile right there,” he said, kissing at your hand once again. Calum’s hand reached up to rest on your cheek and then he pulled you into a kiss. His forehead rested against yours once it broke and you could feel his breath fan into your face. “Talk to me okay? I don’t want you to ever feel unloved. If something is wrong I need you to speak up because otherwise I would never know. Understand?” 

“Yeah,” you replied, nodding at his words. “I’ll communicate with you more often,” you told him. Calum smiled and then pulled you into another kiss. Calum had made it clear that you were the only person he wanted. If you ever showed any doubt for the relationship again he’d make sure to tell you how much he loved you. Sure there were rough patches, but that’s what happens in relationships. You go through rough patches, but always work it out in the end.

Two Worlds Collide (Part 1)

Request -  Hi could you do a Harry hook x reader. Where Harry meets the reader when he jumps into the water because she is the daughter of one of the mermaids of Neverland.

Requested By -  fandomrelative 

Word Count -  233 

***Harry’s POV***

Jay had me hook, that was the most precious thing to me, I couldn’t lose it.

SHIT HE DROPPED IT INTO THE OCEAN

I didn’t even hesitate, I dived in after it, that was when I met her.

***Reader’s POV***

What the hell was pirates doing in the waters, they kept dropping down and I was struggling to avoid them all. But he, he saw me. I saw him too, his eyes were like none that I had ever seen before, they were so beautiful.

I needed to swim back to safety, so I swam away, to the nearest cave.

***Small Timeskip***

I wanted to see him again, just once, my tail buzzed with excitement at the thought of him

I can’t fall in love with him, he’s from the land I’m a mermaid. It just wouldn’t work.

But his eyes, you can read a person from their eyes, he has so much, yet so little.

 I wanted to know everything about that boy, so I decided to go to the docks

***Harry’s POV***

Uma was pissed, they got away again. But we had their book so Uma was planning on going and taking over from the inside, through Ben. But I was too busy thinkin’ who was that girl. Was she a, a mermaid?

I wanted to know everything about that girl, so I decided to go to the docks

A/N  I’ll make a part 2 to this since this is my first piece, I will get better as I go, I just need to get used to it. I really hope you liked it and send in more requests please. Also, I’m trying to do insert name but it isn’t working, so I will figure it out soon, but this one is like, a first person one so, again I hope you liked it.

Lukas looks up at the sky. “Remember when we first did this? We weren’t even dating.”

“I was trying so hard to be chill with you,” Philip says, laughing. “But it was the most romantic thing I’ve ever done.”

“I even brought a blanket out to lay on,” Lukas says, listening to the crickets chirping.

“Oh my God, me too,” Philip says, laughing harder.

There’s a warm silence and Lukas almost forgets his fears. He only wishes they could goddamn teleport. “It’s so beautiful,” Lukas says, eyes scanning over the array of stars. “I love knowing we’re looking at the same sky.”

“Me too,” Philip says. “Our stars.”

“Tomorrow night, Philip,” Lukas says. “Tomorrow night we’re gonna look at it together. Really together. I’m gonna be holding your hand.”

Sorry I’m Late (chapter nine) by andromedagalaxy

The Opera- Poly!Danatole x Reader

A/N: Because it never ends.

Warnings: It gets very steamy, closest thing to steamy you will get from me

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K-Pop Group BTS Reveals Its Biggest Beauty Secrets for Glowing Skin

Last month, BTS, a K-Pop group from Seoul, cemented itself in American pop culture by winning the Top Social Artist Award at the Billboard Music Awards. The second the boy band hit the magenta red carpet, thousands were exposed to the wonders of K-Pop. Since then, people have been quick to call BTS, which is short for Bangtan Sonyeondan (or Bulletproof Boy Scouts in English), the One Direction of South Korea. However, that’s just an easy way to give them some context. In reality, BTS is actually completely different. Why? The seven-piece group’s performances are complete with flawless choreography, expert rapping, high-fashion looks, and insanely catchy vocals. Oh yeah, and they look damn good while doing so.

No matter where BTS is, their skin is forever smooth and has an enviable glow to it. Their eyes are typically adorned with a subtle smoky eye look, which both Jin and Jimin told me is their favorite part of wearing makeup. Their lips always have that popsicle-stained look that everyone’s been craving lately. Their hair colors are constantly changing, too. In 2017 alone, Jimin’s hair has been bubblegum pink, silver, platinum blonde, sandy blonde, and caramel brown. If they had to choose just one shade, though, Rap Monster tells Allure that he prefers “ash gray and ash blue because these complement my skin tone well.” Agreed. Also, Suga added that his favorite hair color is blonde because “I just need to de-color and that’s it.”

The beauty aspect of BTS’s fame alone separates them from the likes of One Direction, the Jonas Brothers, and the Backstreet Boys. And their legions of fans, lovingly called A.R.M.Y., live for it. YouTube is filled with makeup tutorials inspired by looks from BTS’s music videos. A whole Tumblr account called Dewy Bangtan is even devoted to tracking down the beauty products BTS uses based on screenshots from behind-the-scenes videos.

If the names I mentioned above didn’t ring any bells, let me give you a quick summary of each of the seven members of BTS.

Jin

At 24, Jin is the oldest member of BTS, but he doesn’t act like it. He has a very specific skin care-related reason for that. In a recent video, he said, “I have a motto of my life, ‘If you behave young, your face becomes young, too.’” Noted. His good looks went viral after the Billboard Awards. On Twitter, he was called the “third one from the left”, accompanied by dozens of heart-eye emojis. His response? He’s “worldwide handsome.”

Suga

Many will identify with Suga, one of the group’s rappers, on a spiritual level, as I do. When he isn’t working his ass off producing, writing, and composing songs, he just likes to lay. Same. Just as his hair color preference suggests, he’s the most low-maintenance of the Bangtan Boys as far as beauty routines goes. He’s basically a granddad trapped in a 24-year-old’s body.

V

V’s interests lie in the finer things in life like Gucci, Van Gogh, and photography. The 21-year-old also makes some of the most hilarious facial expressions and has the most velvety voice in BTS. Some consider him to be the most handsome in the group, but I’ll let you decide.

Jimin

Jimin is the king of selfies. BTS’s Twitter is filled with evidence of this statement. In their music videos, you can pick him out by his sharp dance moves. In a group photos, you can pick him out by his seriously adorable baby face. Don’t let it fool you — he’s not the youngest. He’s 21. And if anyone was wondering, he’s what K-Pop fans call my “bias,” aka my favorite. His pink hair sealed the deal for me.

Jungkook

Ok, now it’s time to talk about the youngest member of BTS. Jungkook, 19, is a classic, hard-working millennial. He can do everything, including sing (in English), dance, and rap, and do it all incredibly well. When not suited-up in a dress shirt or velvet bomber jacket on stage, you can catch him wearing a white T-shirt and Timberlands.

Rap Monster

Meet the leader of the group. BTS was literally built around the 22-year-old. As you probably could have guessed, Rap Monster, well, raps. He’s also BTS’s mouthpiece. Fluent in English, he usually takes the lead in stateside interviews. (Watching Friends helped him learn the language.) He has a habit of winking in photo shoot and making people across the world melt. Cringe-worthy hairstyles from BTS’s debut in 2013 aside, Rap Monster has some of the best looks of BTS.

J-Hope

I’m convinced J-Hope’s ever-positive personality is the true secret behind his glowing skin. (More on his actual secrets later.) Also 22, he’s like BTS’s portable charger, giving them (and fans) the energy and encouragement. Watching him dance will give you strength, too. Trust. He’s s-o g-o-o-d.

Now that we’re all on the same page, here’s the best part: BTS took a break from their massive world tour, which has made stops in the US, Australia, and Brazil, to chat with me about their skin care routines. Yup, you’re about to find out some of their secrets.

Why is it important to you to take good care of your skin?

Jin: “Skin is what completes my appearance. I value my looks very much, so it’s equally important to take good care of my skin — that’s a pivotal part of my face.”

J-Hope: “Taking good care of your skin is the No.1 rule for all celebs. I get to meet a lot of fans face-to-face at fan meetings and similar events, and I’d like to look my best for them.”

What’s your biggest skin concern?

Rap Monster: “My skin is dry most of the time, and my biggest concern is keeping it [moisturized]. I get zits from time to time and that concerns me as well.”

Jungkook: “I get pimples sometimes, and it’s very stressful.”

You guys travel a lot. Do you do any skin-care treatments while you’re on the plane to keep your skin from freaking out?

V: “On the plane, I dampen cotton pads with toner and put on lotion twice as much.”

Jimin: “I don’t really do anything extra special for my skin on the plane, but I try to drink as much water as possible.”

What are some of your favorite beauty products?

V: “I’ve been looking for my absolute favorite beauty product for a long time because my skin becomes dry and oily relatively fast. I haven’t found the right one, but I’m not giving up! Any recommendations?”

What is your skin routine like?

J-Hope: “[In the morning, I use] toner and face cream. [At night, the steps are] toner, essence, acne care, lotion, cream.”

Jungkook: “Toner and cream for night and morning routine.”

A lot of people find skin care routines to be a form of self care. Do you agree?

Rap Monster: “I totally agree. My favorite brand is Mediheal, and it has a variety of sheet masks you can choose from after a long day of work.”

Jimin: “I do agree because I try to clear my mind by cleansing my face after performances.”

Do you have any bad skin care habits?

Suga: “My bad habit is that I don’t take care of my skin.”

V: “I don’t particularly have a bad habit, but I’m worried about my skin having lack of elasticity. How can I prevent this?”

Are there any Korean beauty trends that you particularly love?

Jin: “I love sheet masks. I try to put them on whenever I feel my skin is dry and exposed too much to the sun. They help me make up for lost moisture and brighten my skin.”

Do you have any go-to skin care tips for clear, glowing skin?

J-Hope: “I try to go to the dermatologist when I have some free time after work.”

Jungkook: “I wish I had one! Let me know, and I’ll try.”

© Devon Abelman @ Allure

Hi guys! Here’s a little masterpost of quotes from children’s books that you can use in your bullet journal, or anywhere else you feel like!

THE LITTLE PRINCE (ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPÉRY)

  • “It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
  • “The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.”
  • “You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed.” 
  • “You - you alone will have the stars as no one else has them…In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night…You - only you - will have stars that can laugh.”
  • “Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them”
  • “A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.” 

A LITTLE PRINCESS (FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT)

  • “If I am a princess in rags and tatters, I can be a princess inside. It would be easy to be a princess if I were dressed in cloth of gold, but it is a great deal more of a triumph to be one all the time when no one knows it.”
  • “When you will not fly into a passion people know you are stronger than they are, because you are strong enough to hold in your rage, and they are not, and they say stupid things they wish they hadn’t said afterward. “
  • “There’s nothing so strong as rage, except what makes you hold it in–that’s stronger. It’s a good thing not to answer your enemies.”
  • “If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that–warm things, kind things, sweet things–help and comfort and laughter–and sometimes gay, kind laughter is the best help of all.”
  • “Somehow, something always happens just before things get to the very worst. It is as if Magic did it. If I could only just remember that always. The worse thing never quite comes.”
  • “But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don’t see it.”
  • “You don’t forget, but you bear it better.” 

LITTLE WOMEN (LOUISA MAY ALCOTT)

  • “I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”
  • “It’s wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you can’t have the one you want.”
  • “Love is a great beautifier.” 
  • “Watch and pray, dear, never get tired of trying, and never think it is impossible to conquer your fault.”
  • “I want to do something splendid…something heroic or wonderful that won’t be forgotten after I’m dead. I don’t know what, but I’m on the watch for it and mean to astonish you all someday.” 
  • “Conceit spoils the finest genius.” 
  • “Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds.”
  • “Life and love are very precious when both are in full bloom.”
  • “The only chivalry worth having is that which is the readiest to to pay deference to the old, protect the feeble, and serve womankind, regardless of rank, age, or color.”
  • “Books are always good company if you have the right sort.”
  • “The humblest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them.”
  • “Now and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful storybook fashion, and what a comfort that is.”

MATLIDA (ROALD DAHL)

  • “So Matilda’s strong young mind continued to grow, nurtured by the voices of all those authors who had sent their books out into the world like ships on the sea. These books gave Matilda a hopeful and comforting message: You are not alone.” 
  • “Never do anything by halves if you want to get away with it. Be outrageous. Go the whole hog. Make sure everything you do is so completely crazy it’s unbelievable…” 
  • “I have found it impossible to talk to anyone about my problems. I couldn’t face the embarrassment, and anyway I lack the courage. Any courage I had was knocked out of me when I was young. But now, all of sudden I have a sort of desperate wish to tell everything to somebody.”
  • “I’ve always said to myself that if a little pocket calculator can do it why shouldn’t I?”
  • “There is little point in teaching anything backwards. The whole object of life, Headmistress, is to go forwards.”
  • “I’m afraid men are not always quite as clever as they think they are.”

THE PHANTOM TOLLBOOTH (NORTON JUSTER)

  • “So many things are possible just as long as you don’t know they’re impossible.”
  • “Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven’t the answer to a question you’ve been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you’re alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful if you listen carefully.”
  • “Time is a gift, given to you, given to give you the time you need, the time you need to have the time of your life. ”
  • “You must never feel badly about making mistakes … as long as you take the trouble to learn from them. For you often learn more by being wrong for the right reasons than you do by being right for the wrong reasons.”
  • “The most important reason for going from one place to another is to see what’s in between.”
  • “What you can do is often simply a matter of what you will do.”
  • “What you learn today, for no reason at all, will help you discover all the wonderful secrets of tomorrow.”
  • “Whatever we learn has a purpose and whatever we do affects everything and everyone else, if even in the tiniest way.”

THE GOLDEN COMPASS (PHILIP PULLMAN)

  • “You cannot change what you are, only what you do.”
  • “We are all subject to the fates. But we must act as if we are not, or die of despair.”
  • “Every opportunity will come again.”
Pepero Day (M)

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Genre: Smut, Bestfriend!Yoongi, Valentine’s Day themed

Word count: 5.7k

warnings: Rated M, language, graphic sexual descriptions

A/N: This was meant to be a valentine’s day fic, but it’s a day late, rip. I hope you enjoy it regardless!

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i need this okay

Ace Belle.

Look, Ace Belle is not just into the whole…. sex thing, okay? Just no.  She wants to read her books, to travel the world and maybe, just maybe, she can find someone who’s going to understand, that she’s not broken or unnatural, that she can love

(But sometimes, in those dim hours before dawn breaks, Belle gives in to the fear that she is broken, that she can read about romance and kisses and love and desire and smile but not want it for herself and that she’s unnatural and sick for not wanting these things, these silly sweet things that most girls her age have dreamed of, that lead to marriage and the wedding bed.)

And the main problem with Gaston is that he doesn’t get this - because he’s the one convinced that he can fix her - that she’s just frigid or repressed and that if she just puts the books away, the right man (read: Gaston) can “awaken her passions.”

And Belle knows this is bullshit. So she makes it a point to run far, far away from Gaston whenever he comes skulking around and that her skin crawls when he tries to touch her and that the thought of being his “little wife” makes her physically ill. 

So eventually Belle meets the Beast - in pretty much the same way we’re familiar with - and the Beast knows he’s on a timetable, that he’s got to find true love and break the spell and all that jazz. 

Except he becomes friends with Belle first.  And they end up sharing interests and stories and jokes and snark and laughter and finally, finally, Belle trusts him enough with her secret, the one where she thinks she’s different

(broken)

and that she can love with all her heart but there’s something different

(unnatural)

in her love and they have told her that her kind of love isn’t true at all, that it’s not any kind of love, period. 

And the Beast is enraged.  Not at Belle - but at everyone who’s ever made her feel this way, that her friendship was not enough, that her heart is not enough, that somehow this bright, beautiful, kind girl - who’d become his first friend in all these lonely years and whose made him realize that his enchanted servants were also his truest friends, not just frightened, paid lackeys - that they made Belle believe she was broken.

“You are not broken,” The Beast tells her.  “You are Belle and I love you just as you are.”

The Beast knows he has laid his heart before her and he’s terrified and defiant all at the same time but it’s his own truth, curse or no curse. 

Belle’s smile is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.  And she tells him that she loves him too, just as he is. 

The curse breaks and the Beast is a Prince again and she looks at him in wonder and reaches out to touch his face, to look into his eyes.  Belle knows her Beast because his eyes have never changed. 

When he kisses her, he asks her first and hesitantly, she nods and that first kiss is sweet for both of them but she is pale and she trembles and he reminds her, “Did I not tell you? You are not broken. You are Belle and I love you just as you are.”

And Belle knows her Beast, her Prince, will never ask for more than she can give, will never demand her body in his bed or believe that he could somehow “awaken” her supposed “desires.”

That kind of understanding and respect is the truest sort of love.  

They make this - I love you just as you are - part of their wedding vows.

And they carry on as they have always done, because they both love their books and their stories and the two of them wander the world together hand in hand and they love each other, earnest and true and happily ever after.

I don’t play by the rules

Pairing: Peter parker x Stark! reader

Summary: Peter Parker falls hard for the new girl, and while he can’t do anything about it a certain masked hero might.

 word count: 2135

y/bf/n= Your best friend’s name

warnings: slight makeout? 

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sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes, hope you enjoy it! Please tell me what you thought about it! :) 

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Originally posted by tomshollandss

It happened on a Tuesday. A regular day you might say, however it was the day everything changed for Peter Parker. There he was on his chemistry class thinking it was just another boring class, another wasted hour, at least he thought that until the door opened, revealing the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

Standing in front of the class was Y/n Stark. Everybody knew who you were, your dad was Iron man, for God sake! You came in the classroom with a designer outfit and bag that was probably more expensive than Peter’s whole wardrobe.

Peter continued to watch you as the teacher told you to seat right at the front of the class. Not only were you a really pretty girl, with the brightest smile and the kindest eyes, but you also had to be very intelligent, since this was the Chemistry AP class. Well of course she is intelligent dumbass! Her father is Tony Stark! She has obviously been in his labs before!

After that first time he saw you everything went downhill. He could never gather the courage to talk to you, let alone ask you out, so he settled for watching you from afar. She probably thinks I’m a creeper, Peter thought, however he couldn’t bring himself to care. He could watch as your smile got bigger when someone told you a joke, and how your eyes will get particularly bright whenever you got a good grade at math. He didn’t care about anything else.

Not long after your arrival to the school he got his so-called “stark internship”,  or his role as Spiderman. This didn’t change much for him. He was still a nerd loser and you were still  a popular girl that was way out of his league.

“Seriously dude! how come you’ve never even said a word to her?” Ned asked Peter as they made their way into the gym.

“Is not that easy Ned! She doesn’t even know I exist!”

“But you are like, totally in love with Y/!” Peter quickly muffled Ned’s mouth, stopping the boy from saying anything else.

“Geez Ned! Don’t you want to shout it to the world?!” Peter started lowering his hand and headed towards the group of people exercising. “You can’t just go around saying that! Someone might hear you!”

“I’m sorry but, like, I still can’t believe it! Don’t you see her everyday? in the, you know, Stark Internship?”

Since Ned found out about Peter being Spider Man he had made questions non-stop, pretty ridiculous questions, if you asked Peter.

“Ned I don’t just hang out at the Avenger’s tower you know? I have to be on the streets! Besides, she is totally off limits I mean! She is Mr. Stark’s daughter! He would kill me if-”

“Shhh- SHhhhhh! Peter listen!”

This time he was the one to shut up as both boys listened to a conversation happening at the bleachers across them. It was Y/n, looking as beautiful as she always did, surrounded by her usual crowd.

“Sooo Y/n, you must be surrounded by all those superheroes at your house right? You know, because of your dad?

“Well not all the time, but yeah, they hang out pretty often” She responded, trying to sound chill about the topic. Not everybody noticed, but Peter knew just how tired she felt about having to talk about his dad and the avengers all the time. None of the people that followed her around really knew her. Yes they knew about her life and her family, but besides that no one seemed to take interest in getting to know her for real.

That was kind of the reason why he prefered to hide his identity. Well, that and the possibility of being kidnapped and killed.

“Are you friends with them?”  “Are they nice?” “Are they hot?” “Is Captain America a real blonde?”

A load of questions were asked at you, however one catched Peter’s attention again.

“Are you friends with spiderman? Do you know who he is?”

“I’ve actually never talked to him, he’s never at the tower when I’m there” she replied shrugging her shoulders. She really was clueless to the hero’s identity.

“Seriously Y/n? Weren’t you supposed to be Spiderman #1 fan?” Y/bf/n asked, as she wiggled her eyebrows at Y/n.

A blush spread to the girl’s cheeks as she smiled shyly. Of course she had a tiny crush with Spider Man (even though she didn’t have a clue of who he was), however he never seemed to hang around the tower as the other Avengers. Maybe he liked being alone.

The conversation was quickly dropped after the coach told them all to get back to work, however Ned was not done.

“Dude! She likes you!” You have to talk to her tonight!”

“She doesn’t like me! She likes Spider Man, not Peter, besides-”

“I swear to God that if you don’t make a move on her tonight I will stop being friends with you! You have to promise me you will try! Deal?

“Deal”

Could it be possible that the most beautiful girl he had ever laid his eyes on had a thing for him? Even if it was the suit she was in love with Peter couldn’t stop the smile that crept through his face all day and the knot he felt on his stomach every time he looked at Y/n.

And that is exactly why he found himself later that night ready to go talk to the girl of his dreams. He already knew the crew will be out with Mr Stark in some mission he was not allowed, so that cleared the way for him. And anyways he was always welcomed in the tower, at least that what they always told him.

“You can do this Peter, you got this”

Peter tried to give himself a little of motivation before knocking on your door,however he couldn’t find the strength to raise his hand and knock on it, he felt like a bundle of nerves! None of his previous fights or encounters had him feeling this way, he seriously needed to control himself! Peter tried once again to knock on the door only to be stopped when the door opened completely, revealing Y/n in her pj’s and her glasses, apparently ready to go to bed.

Both teenagers looked at each other with complete shook in the faces, one behind his mask of course. The girl was completely speechless, she couldn’t believe the Spider Man was in front of her! And had seen her in just some sweats! She blushed deeply as she realised her appearance.

Peter tried to think of something, anything to say to her, however he couldn’t seem to find the words. After a long silence Y/n finally broke the silence as she leaned against the door.

“I can’t believe Spider Man is at my door! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

The girl was trying to keep it together, however she was still freaking out, but she couldn’t let her stupid crush affect her! This was her chance to get to know him! She could feel her flirtier side creeping up, trying to smile wider and lean closer to the boy.

“Well- I umhh- I just wanted to- you know- visit my favorite Stark” Peter said as he tried to recover from his initial shook.

“Then I guess you are looking for my dad, however he is not around”

“I actually meant you, I’ve been waiting to meet you for a long time now”

The girl was surprised by what the boy had just said. Did he know her? How come they had never met before?

Y/n started moving inside her bedroom once again, looking over her shoulder to continue “Since I’ve got no plans for tonight you might want to hang for a while, you know, to get to know each other and stuff”

Peter did not need to be told twice before he followed her around and into her room. Well, bedroom was an understatement to what her place really looked liked. It seemed more like a apartment of her own, with a big tv are, followed by what appeared to be her studio with a shit ton of books and finally her actual bed. She went into the couch in front the TV as Peter followed her close behind. She finally seated down facing the boy.

“Why are you here with me right now and not saving the world as usual?”

“Can’t a man take a break every once in awhile? Besides, I’m pretty sure your dad is taking care of that at the moment”

“You are probably right, sooo anyways..You said you had wanted to meet me for a long time, so here I am, what is it that you wanna know?”

“Well nothing in particular- it’s just that- you are- you are a really beautiful girl”

The girl felt herself blush at the words of the boy behind the mask. He probably did have a thing for her then? There was only one way to find out the truth.

Y/n leaned closer to Peter, looking into what she supposed were his eyes and took him by the shoulder as she played with the curls in the back of his head.

“So you think I’m a beautiful girl?” She said with a teasing voice, trying to make the boy a little nervous, obviously succeeding.

“The most gorgeous I’ve meet”

Peter could say this without any hesitation. Right in front of him was the most beautiful girl on earth. Her big eyes were looking at him and she was even closer than before, he was getting kind of nervous, but her fingers in his hair kept him just in place, right where she wanted him.

“So if I’m so beautiful, how come you’ve never paid me a visit before?”

She had started talking in mere whispers, now moving her other hand into his chest, playing with the material of his suit.

“I wanted to!- I totally wanted to but- you know your dad’s rules right? I’m not really allowed to”

She started to lift his mask, revealing only his mouth before saying.

“Well Spider-boy, you should already know I don’t play by my father’s rules”

Right after she finished she crashed her lips into Peter’s making the boy let out a surprised gasp. He was kissing her! They were kissing! He couldn’t believe it!

Meanwhile the girl was feeling exactly the same. She didn’t knew where she got the guts to do it, but she was glad she did.

His fingers sanked  into her hair as they continued kissing, Peter finally out of his trance brought his other hand to the girl’s face and cupped it, deepening the kiss further.

He felt himself biting into the girl’s lips, as a quiet moan escaped her lips. Y/n pulled apart only to straddle his hips with her thighs and roll her hips along the way, giving them both a little of the friction they needed, but not enough.

Peter grabbed her waist trying to pull her closer to him, his hand making their way to her legs, touching and stroking her thighs. They were heavy breathing, kissing longer, harder, rougher. Both teenagers tried to take and taste as much as possible, urgent and desperately, fighting for dominance.

He pulled apart and went straight for her neck, sucking and biting, leaving what would sure become hickeys by the morning. His morning somewhat bored with her long legs moved to her hips once again, before sliding under her t-shirt and holding her closer, moving his hand right under her bra.

The soft whimpers that would leave her mouth every time he bite a specific part kept him going. Another movement yet another time they would feel that friction and that need to pull harder at the other.

Y/n as getting pretty tired of that stupid mask getting in the way, so she pulled apart ready to get it off him, however a noise down the kitchen distracted her. She heard her dad’s voice calling for her! The whole team was there already? How had they missed it?

Peter realised the situation as well  as he quickly pull stood up and headed towards the window.

“I really have to get going, I’m sorry!”

“Will I see you again?”

Peter pulled the girl close to him for one last kiss, a long lingering one. A kiss he had dreamed over and over again.

“Sooner than you think”

With this last words the boy pulled his mask down and disappeared through the window, swinging his way from building to building.

Man! He could not wait to tell Ned the good news!

I have a deep and abiding love for this screencap from That Scene at the end of episode ten:

So strong is my affection for this single still frame that it’s called ‘Tango Screencap is Best Screencap’ in my image folder, although it could just as easily be called something like “That’s When Viktor Knew” or “I cry” or “LOOK AT IT! JUST LOOK AT IT!!!”

Out of every single solitary frame in YOI, of which there are conceivably tens of thousands, I can unhesitatingly say that this is my absolute favorite, and I will tell you why:

Look at Viktor. Look at beautiful, touched-starved Vitya, completely entrusting Yuuri with the role of not dropping him, strong Yuuri, mysterious Yuuri. Those eyes are so deep that Viktor might drown in them, and he would be okay with that. Yuuri’s arm, wrapped completely around him, warm, solid, God. Yuuri presses his hand flat against Viktor’s stomach. Viktor takes in a gust of air that expands his belly into Yuuri’s touch–hot. Yuuri is drunk, blushing with it, and so close that Viktor can feel his heartbeat, can smell his bodyscent underneath whatever fragrance he’s wearing. It’s the most exhilarating, erotic, inexplicable thing that has happened to Viktor in years, and he’s thoroughly swept off his feet.

Unshown is the shot at the end of the dance where Yuuri spins Viktor off and blows him a kiss, at which point Viktor has to furiously fan himself. Yuuri is far too drunk for this to go anywhere tonight, but someone here must have his number? Maybe they could meet up again at Worlds. Or hell, Viktor could go to Japan, he’s not above an intercontinental booty call.

“I’m going to marry that man,” Viktor tells no one in particular, as Yuuri and his equally drunk coach hobble out of the banquet hall leaning on each other. “I’ll make such a good trophy husband.”

He’s heartbroken when nobody can give him Yuuri’s number. Even more heartbroken when Yuuri makes no attempt to contact him.

Then someone sends him a YouTube link.

do me a favor. take a look at your life; now get a pen or pencil and paper and write down the names of the most important people in your life. now make a list of all the things you love; from hot coffee to the smell of his cologne or her perfume as you lean in to hug him/her. do you see your name on either one of those lists? you should be the most important person in your life because at 2am when you’re breaking down, you’re all you’ve got. your name should be the first thing written on the list of things you love because you are bones that are made of stardust give you structure, your eyes, the colors of oceans and galaxies and planets, let you see the world and all its beauty, your mouth, with its perfect shape allows you to express your creative ideas and opinions, and your skin that shines in the sunlight allows you to not only touch another person’s skin, but to touch their souls.
Things I Love About Day6
  • Jae: that habit where he holds his guitar picks in his mouth; his fingers; Cali boy English; the Icarus rap in Like That Sun; his spirituality and connection to his religion is really admirable; that time he agreed to trade Wonpil for two buckets of friend chicken and a box of boiling crab; his nose is so cute; the gold mine that is his old social media; yellowpostitman; his guitar names; his lame but endearing sense of humor; hashtag king; Jae has really nice legs; his little high pitched laugh when he gets surprised or excited about something
  • Sungjin: HIS HANDS everything about his hands, the veins and the big knuckles and the way he uses them when he talks and the way his fingers get all crooked when he plays guitar; dancing skills obv; Richard the bike; the way he looks in blazers; the way he looks in tank tops; the first time he cried at their concert; such a neat freak lol; he takes so much care of his members; how he opens his eyes super wide when he's mad; the chorus of like every song; super expressive eyebrows; his shoulders are so broad
  • Young K: he's in college and he studies accounting; his voice is so nice not just his singing voice but just his speaking voice like I could listen to him talk forever; so intense onstage and so soft offstage; his relationship with Terry; when they flipped the banner in Taiwan; he eats so much; that hand symbol he makes that looks like a six; the dangling earring he wears sometimes that looks like a dream catcher; all those breakup songs; that time they made him display his biceps on Chinese TV; the way he squeezes his eyes shut when he's embarrassed
  • Wonpil: SMILE oh my god his beautiful enormous ray of absolute sunshine smile is my most favorite thing in the world; Sofa; his hair is naturally curly; his relationship with his sister is literally the cutest most pure and wholesome thing in the world; he annoys the members so much lmao; his tattoo and esp the meaning behind it; "I like a girl who has a dream and pursues it"; his piercings are so attractive; the pink sweater; that one leather jacket; how he closes his eyes when he's playing keyboard; his voice pitches a little bit lower when he's being really serious; whenever he gets embarrassed he just gets up and leaves
  • Dowoon: he loves animals so much; daejang jjigae; the little "uhh" right before he answers any questions; his arms wow they are so nice; his singing voice is so nice and deep and so precious; he looks up to his members so much; Savage!Dowoon; he always tolerates Wonpil's skinship but also complains about it; that really intense face he makes when he's playing the drums really hard; how his eyes shift really fast from side to side when he's nervous; he has such a naturally calm and quiet personality; his ears get so red
Woodsmoke & Lavender

A Bucky Barnes One-Shot

Character Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 2,696 

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Explicit Smut! A/B/O Dynamics, masturbation, fingering, oral (female receiving), graphic language, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!). Not much plot, so much porn. A slight NSFW gif somewhere in the middle. I’m not sorry. 

A/N: I KNOW this isn’t completely accurate, but it’s my first time writing a/b/o so please cut me some slack! As always, enjoy! 

“I’m going to take this from you before you break it.”

Bucky looked up at Nat as she reached for the glass in his hand. She held it up for him to see the tiny crack in the side, little drops of the amber liquid seeping out.

He hadn’t realized that he was clutching it that hard. He flexed his metal hand, gaze traveling back to the bar.

Sam was leaning against the wood surface, head thrown back, laughing at something funny you must have said. Sam’s hand went to your waist, his thumb rubbing tiny circles.

Bucky growled and would have jumped up if Natasha wouldnt have put her hand out and stopped him.

“She’s an unmated Omega, Buck.” Nat said in a hushed tone. “She’s free to talk to anyone she wants.”

Fuck that, his Alpha instincts screamed at him.

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I’ve seen the headcanons and fics where Keith laughs and smiles and Lance just melts but what if Keith sees Lance laugh, like actually laugh and he just stops.

Like the boy has to clutch his chest, walk away to the most deserted part of the castle and just lay his head against the wall and think because how. the. fuck. does Lance to just be that flawlessly beautiful without even trying and who asked him to light up Keith’s whole world like that, who is he to just make his heart do things hearts aren’t supposed to do like stop and why-

“Shiro what are you doing put me down.“

“Buddy it’s been six hours you need to eat dinner with us, we almost thought you were dead or something.“

“You let me lay eyes on Lance I will be.“

“Oh fucking- this again Keith? Really?“

The possibility of Otayuri becoming canon

So in this post-Welcome to the Madness daze and with the information that has been released today, I would like to do some speculation about the character dynamic between Yurio and Otabek and the possible implications for this ship to become canon. I have already written a bit about this in a comment to another post here, but I would like to elaborate.

Again, this is just me throwing around ideas, with a good dose of wishful thinking.

-          Otabek enters the story quite late as a character. He is there from the beginning but we only get to see him interact with the others from episode 10 onwards. The focal point becomes what his relation is to Yuri. He whisks him away on his motorcycle, takes him to one of the most beautiful vistas in the city and then casually drops how he has admired him for the past five years. Then he offers Yuri his friendship, which has apparently never occurred in Yuri’s life before, they go for a coffee and Mari is stunned to see Yuri normally interact with another human being for a change. It’s up to you to ignore any fond gazes during this scene. What’s worth mentioning is that Yuri seems kind of perplexed by this whole thing. The “eyes of a soldier” line gets to him, because it is probably the first time someone sees him for who he wants to be.

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{PART 18} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; The crowning moment arises when you and Jungkook arrive at the fundraising ball; but the storm clouds gather as you come face to face with your greatest fear.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time) 

{Part 1} // {Part 17} {Part 18} {Part 19}

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Family’s What You Make Of It

Family’s What You Make Of It | It starts when Dan stumbles through the door of his two bedroom flat with an attractive stranger attached to his mouth, and it ends with, well… a family. Or, the one where Dan is a single father of a three year old, who intends for Phil to be nothing more than a one night stand until he see’s him interact with his daughter for the first time. | Phan | Mature | Smut, self-neglect, implied self-esteem issues, single father Dan | 4,374 Words

Thank you so @phansdick for encouraging me (as always) and then being wonderful and beta’ing for me without me even having to ask ;)

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Inked - Part 1

Peter Parker x Reader

soulmate au: you and your soulmate have tattoos that represent the others interests that tingle when you two are close to one another

word count: 2,273

Originally posted by hardyness

A/N this is honestly written for @parkerbpete, since she inspires me to write so much, like i love her work and ugh, she is my writing senpai. i love her and yea, hope you all like

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Ink stained across your arm forming an intricate sleeve, a tattoo filled with things your soulmate was interested in, that would fluctuate from time to time. You remember that before it was filled with electron diagrams, pi and other math symbols, chemical structural formulas, and things you couldn’t recognize, all coming together to form a science themed tattoo sleeve, but now all that changed. Some tattoos fading to make space for your soulmate’s newest interests, which mainly consisted of the newest superhero to join the scene, Spiderman. Spidey’s logo was now on your bicep, a small avenger’s logo on the base of your wrist, a crest that matched the iron man suit, and spider webs lacing the new tattoos with the old. But the one thing that never changed was the writing that surrounded your wrist that was written in their writing, “always be yourself”

You had the vague idea that your soulmate attended Middletown with you, since the only time the writing on your wrist seemed to tingle, was walking down the corridors of school. But you always thought against finding them, having the idea that they were better off without you. Plus after spending hours staring at your tattoos, you felt that you two would have nothing in common. You may have been smart enough to attend Middletown; however your interests were more inclined to herbs and plants, not science.

So you made the decision to not look for your soulmate, because if they didn’t bother looking for you, then it only proves they didn’t need you in their life. So you would just continue walking down the halls, knowing that someone at school could also feel the tingling sensation on their arm.

You were gathering your supplies to tend your rooftop garden before you headed to sleep, however the last thing that you expected was to see Spiderman on your rooftop. The red and blue hero was resting against the brink ledge, as he clutched his arm, seeing a few gashes on the suit.  

“Spiderman are you ok?” setting down your supplies.

A groan escaped his lips, his body trying to become alert, but couldn’t with how tired he felt. He shook his head, “no, but I’ll be fine in a bit” trying to sound heroic but failing in the process.

You quickly went over to the small first aid kit, knowing that although it wasn’t built for serious injuries, there were still supplies for simple cuts and injuries from when you would nick yourself while tending your garden, “I seriously doubt that.”

As you approached Spiderman, small tingles ran up your arm, as the writing on your wrist started to feel warmer with each passing step. Your heart sped up knowing the reason why your arm was tingling, but right now his injuries mattered more than asking him if he was your soulmate. You gently set your supplies down, being mindful of where he was hurting and ignoring his intense gaze. Your hands were slightly trembling, anxious of being so close to him that you started to question if you could do this. You weren’t sure if you were nervous because you were near Spiderman or near your soulmate. Your licked your lips and emptying your thoughts, reaching out for his right arm, and the moment you touched it, you felt the warm spark run across your arm, confirming the small doubts in your mind, this really was your soulmate.

You didn’t do anything to call attention to it, and focused on the gashes on his suit, seeing the scarlet liquid staining not only the suit but the pale skin underneath. You reached for gauze and peroxide, “this may sting a bit,” the bottle still trembling in your hand, reminding yourself to keep calm.

You looked up at Spidey, wanting some sort of confirmation that he was ok with this. He nodded, and you started to pour the liquid over his wound. A hiss escaped his lips, as the water met the raw skin. You gently started to pat the area dry, making sure that the wound was clean before you moved on to the next. Your whole right arm never stopped sending the small sparks, that you wondered how he could keep his composure, when you were almost a nervous wreck. You looked up at him, meeting the visors that covered his eyes, but it didn’t lessen the speed of your heart or the warmth that was spreading across your face.

“That’s a nice sleeve,” his voice finally filling the silence that surrounded both of you.

“Thanks…it’s based on my soulmate,” your voice coming out as a whisper.

His gloved hand traced over the writing, before he started to travel up the rest of the sleeve, making your heart go into overdrive and your skin so sensitive to his touch, making you bite down on your lower lip, but you didn’t dare ask him to stop. “I know,” his voice no longer sounding hurt, “my arm is filled with flowers,” his hand now tracing over one spider webs.

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