his favourite spot

Sirius x Reader: Potter Plans

Warnings: no ?

Requested: Yes

A/N: I’M BAAAACK!! It’s the 2 month anniversary of this account and we’re a squad of 523… a number I never thought I’d reach let alone reach in 2 months so thank you my lovelies xx I thought I’d greet this 2 month hiatus return with a hella long imagine x so enjoy reading and send me imagine requests (i’m only answering ships every thurs) xx

“Sirius wins.” You announced, standing up from your leaning position on the wall.

“No way!” James protested, panting.

“I have an unfair advantage. You see these cheekbones? Aerodynamically suited for speed.” Sirius said, somehow he said it seriously. ‘Well those cheekbones are sharp’, you found yourself thinking.

You rolled your eyes and started walking around the sofa, spotting Lily as you did so. “Hey Lils.” You smiled.

“Hey, oh sit, I want to ask you something.”

You winked at James who was practically drooling over Lily and sat down. Eventually, you’d satisfactorily answered her question and you were free to go.

“How do you do it?” James asked immediately as you sat down.

“Well, you see, I bend my knees and let gravity pull me to my seat. It’s-”

“Shut up, you know what I mean.”

Remus had started sniggering at his friend’s stupidity. James shot Remus a threatening glare, stopping him immediately and went back to his book.

You giggled slightly and continued chatting, “Just talk to her like she’s a normal person.”

“I’ve been trying!” He groaned. In all the years you had known James, you’d never seen him act like this about a girl- ‘if only Sirius felt like this about me’ you thought.

Sirius came back from his shower shortly after, shooing Remus further over the sofa so he could sit in his favourite spot that, coincidentally, was next to you.

At around 11, you finally felt your eyes grow heavy and flutter shut, falling asleep next to Sirius.

Sirius admired you as you slept, unaware of his surroundings, he loved everything about you and you just seemed more beautiful lit by the fire: your eyelashes cast soft shadows over your cheekbones, your lips were slightly parted and your brows slightly furrowed.

And James watched as his best friend admired another, both so painfully obviously in love yet so blind to it.

You stirred slightly, breaking both boys reverie, Sirius shot up and announced he was going to bed. You waved him good night sleepily and was about to go to bed yourself when James pounced a question on you.

“Does Lily like me?”

“You know she does you twat. She just doesn’t want to give in, she has no reason to, you’re always available to her.”

James looked as though he was going to defend himself but thought better of it.

A familiar look spread across his tanned face and you straightened up, “Potter, I know that look, stop, no.”

“You like Sirius.” you spluttered from shock but James merely continued, “I like Lily. They like us back. We need to make them jealous.”

“Fuck off.” You whinged, not in the mood for a ‘Potter Plan’ as you and Eudaimonia called them.

“Nah, hear me out. We pretend to date, they get jealous and boom, love is in the air.” James looked at you triumphantly, the look not faltering when you glared back.

“Ew, gross, no. You’re like my brother.”

“Calm down, it’s not like I’d ever date you.”

“Doing great, dear.”

“You know what I mean.”

You paused, pondering the idea, and took a deep breath, “Until Friday.”

“Won’t take longer than 2 days.”

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longingrustedsebastian-deactiva  asked:

Can you do headcannons or a fic where genji cant find his s/o and dragon, and later finds his s/o takin a nap with the dragon kinda curled around them? it just seems so dang cute man, dont ya think? idk if this thing has been done or requested yet but uh, yeah, thanks! :)

I find it absolutely adorable~~


Today Genji was going to play with his dragon so it’s getting enough expercise, don’t want to chuck an unfit noodly dragon at people not being bothered to do anything. The one time was more than enough, he couldn’t of been more ashamed.

But to his dismay the dragon snuck away- yet again. He huffed as he checked the millionth room in the large base. Why must his dragon be so difficult, although he’s happy he only has one at this point of time because Hanzo’s dragons weren’t that much different from his own. There were times when they weren’t so bad, he could consider now one of those times. But it was just a nuisance trying find the green creature.

Once he’s confirmed to himself that he’s checked every possible thing that his dragon could be hiding in. So he decided to just go outside and meditate.

Genji headed up the hill which has a lovely large tree on top of it. It was his favourite spot, it was nicely shaded, covered you from the rain and kept you warm in the evening sun. 

He was ready to start meditating, he pushed every thought out and body was getting tired as he hiked up the hill. But when he reached the top his body melted.

There you were, lying down. Upper body rested upon the middle of his dragon, their head in your lap and tail wrapped protectively around you. The way the tree shaded you from most of the sun as rays of it glowed softly.

He didn’t know what to do so he slowly made his way over and sat down in front of the both of you. But the movement of Genji cause his dragon to awaken, so he froze. His dragon slowly opened their eyes, yawned and then turned its head towards its master. Once processed that it was its master seating in front of it, it unraveled just enough so Genji could lie down beside you.

Genji understood the action and moved in beside you wrapping his arms around you. Once comfortable his dragon wrapped itself around the both of you falling into a slumber.

anonymous asked:

Hello! Can I request high school au hcs of Dazai, Chuuya, Akutagawa, and Atsushi please? Thank you!

Yup!Hope you enjoy this :D Want more school AU? click here

I was very inspired by this request! Thank you for sending it in honey!!

Dazai Osamu

  • He’s a 3rd year student
  • Dazai flirts with girls every single day to the point of pissing Chuuya off
  • buys lunch from the school’s cafeteria (yakisoba bread,melon bread,onigiris…) now I’m hungry..
  • Looks up to Odasaku-senpai
  • He’s in the double-suicide club that will close down because It doesn’t have enough members.
  • Atsushi was kind so he decided to join his senpai’s double-suicide adventures
  • Dazai is doing well in sleeping (sleeps most of the time in class)
  • His favourite spot in the school is the rooftop but also the nurse office
  • He enjoys sleeping in the nurse office
  • likes doodling on Chuuya’s notes
  • Prays Kunikida to help him revise for tests
  • He piss Chuuya off everytime that he managed to get a decent grade without even studying
  • He’s the type of person who’d use the rolling pencil with numbers on it (Like Midorima Shintarou from KNB)

Nakahara Chuuya

  • He’s a 3rd year student as well, in the same class as Dazai
  • He wears glasses at school I want to see it!
  • fight&compete with Dazai everyday and on every occasion possible
  • especially on Valentine’s Day to see who has gotten the most chocolate
  • Renown for his gorgeous looks and style
  • in the Judo club 
  • ‘height don’t matter as long as you have the right technique’
  • Is very looked-up to and respected by his kouhais
  • He performs well in every subjects
  • He’s got very good grades (amongst the top students)
  • his favourite place in school is the rooftop
  • prefers to bring a bento from home
  • Chuuya seems like he doesn’t work hard but at home he works harder than anybody else
  • he goes to cram school on weekends
  • also have different part-times jobs (waiter,convenience store clerk,sommelier)

Akutagawa Ryunosuke

  • He’s a 1rst year,he sits at the back of the classroom near the window
  • sometimes space out and is wondering what the heck he’s doing here
  • notice me senpai all over the way
  • Akutagawa is the lone wolf
  • He would work hard;excel in sports and academics so that Dazai will somehow notice him
  • Higuchi is his secret admirer
  • He gets irritated quickly+ is scary and that may be the reason why he doesn’t have many friends but Akutagawa doesn’t care anyway 
  • He’d either be in the archery club or the go-home club
  • has his secret spot at school 
  • His favourite subjects might be Sciences and Japanese Calligraphy
  • His notes are so neatly organized

Nakajima Atsushi

  • He’s a 1rst year student,sitting in the front row
  • He doesn’t have many friends because he’s scared he might bother them
  • He doesn’t know it but there’s a ‘Protect Atsushi at all cost squad’ at his school consisted of Yosano,Naomi,Haruno and Kyouka
  • class rep (because no one wanted to do it)
  • try to help the lone wolf to make more friends
  • Dazai-san’s disciple
  • in the cooking club with Kyouka
  • He likes cooking chazuke at lunch
  • enjoys being in the library
  • Atsushi performs quite well in Japanese Litterature and History
  • has really cute notes (doodles little tigers on them)

Your request reminds me of this official art btw :

Task Force X - Couple Headcanons

Originally posted by wandamaixmoff


  • She will flirt you endlessly.
  •  She is a big cuddler.
  • Surprise hugs.
  • She will remember every little detail about you.
  • She also remembers everything about your relationship.
  • She always makes your day.
  • She is proud and shines brighter than the Sun when she talks about you.
  •  You make her blush.
  •  She can’t really cook.
  •  But, she makes amazing pastries. 
  •  Sleepless nights are spent with binge watching series and making out.
  •  She loves doing your hair.
  •  She teaches you how to dance.
  • And you teach her your favourite hobby.

Originally posted by dceumovies


  • She is shy and blushes easily.
  •  But, she is completely outgoing when you are alone.
  •  She loves hugging you from behind.
  •  She also loves making you flustered.
  •  Long walks under the night-sky are your favourite thing to do as a couple.
  • Night picnics.
  • Picking her up bridal style.
  •  And her giggling until she has tears in her eyes.
  • Simply, because, you tickle her when you pick her up.
  • Or until you calm her down with a kiss.
  • Kisses are what you both use to calm each other down.
  • She also likes travelling with the bus, you by her side, hoodie and headphones on, while she stares out of the window.

Originally posted by nathinataz


  • She likes you but it takes her ages to open up.
  • Or to show it.
  •  Or to admit it.
  • She never really told you that she liked you.
  •  She just saved your ass in a mission and then kissed you.
  • You were too stunned to even move after the kiss.
  • But, since you became a couple she is much more tender.
  • She will wake you up with kisses and she will talk to you in Japanese.
  • You try to learn Japanese for her sake.
  • She is ticklish.
  • She loves when you are playing with her hair.
  • And she cooks amazingly.

Originally posted by therisingalleria


  • He is very reserved and struggles to swallow his feelings.
  • He doesn’t want to do any more harm.
  • But, you are irresistible and he had to feel that way for too long.
  • He loves cuddles.
  • But he is afraid to touch you, at least at first.
  • He offers you his jacket when you are cold.
  • But, gradually he becomes more confident and he is the one warming you up.
  • You still steal his jacket.
  • He makes you love Mexican food.
  •  The Day of the Dead is what you are waiting all the year.
  • He teaches you how to dance.
  • His nicknames about you are in Spanish and he makes you so weak.
  •  After much time together, he is more confident about controlling his powers.
  • But, still make out sessions are quite hot, literally.
  • His temperature rises and his touch is more tender.
  • You adore staring at each other’s eyes until you fall asleep.

Originally posted by qothams


  • You bond over guns and bad jokes.
  •  He always kisses you first.
  •  He loves intertwining his legs with yours while you cuddle.
  • His favourite spot to kiss you is on the collarbone.
  • He teaches you how to handle different kinds of guns.
  • You impress him every day.
  • You made him believe in love.
  •  Indeed, it has affected him.
  •  You are anxious when you are about to meet his daughter.
  •  He kisses you anxiety away and takes your hand in his.
  • Zoe loves you.
  • You spent time with both of them, helping Zoe with her homework.
  • He loves watching you sleep.

Originally posted by fuckyessuicidesquad


  • He is a full-time flirt.
  • You can’t resist him.
  • Kisses are weird sometimes.
  •  Bear hugs are the best, though.
  • He loves laying on your lap.
  • He also likes when you sing for him.
  • Lake trips are his favourite dates.
  •  When he speaks about his feelings for you, he makes you want to cry.
  • Cause he always manages to make you emotional.
  • He picks you up way too much.
  •  You always steal his hoodie.
  • Your favourite pastime is listening to music and chilling.
  • He aces the beer pong and wins you teddy bears.

Originally posted by gaybuckybarnes


  • He is flirting to the point he becomes annoying.
  • But, you love the crazy Aussie too much.
  •  His nickname for you is ‘Unicorn’.
  • He likes it when you play with his beard.
  • Kisses quickly become makeout sessions.
  • He loves making you blush and when he does he gives you Eskimo kisses.
  • He names his favourite Boomerangs after you.
  • You can’t understand him if he speaks too quickly.
  • You adore his accent.
  • You say “George Harkness” and he knows he did something very wrong.
  • You say “Captain Boomerang” and he knows kisses and more are about to follow.

Originally posted by follow-thewhiterabbit-hatter


  • He is intrigued by you.
  • You teach him the ‘triangle’(Floyd can thank you later).
  • He beats you in many video games.
  •  But, much to his embarrassment, you always win in Call Of Duty.
  • He always sleeps in a way that he is shielding you.
  •  He tells you about his past.
  • You help him become a better leader and a better person.
  • Together you can resist Amanda a bit longer.
  • He glares at you when you do something silly with the Task Force.
  • But, smiles eventually.
  • Sunsets are your thing.
jealous yuuri is canon

I couldn’t resist. Here’s a drabble. 

The entire room is spinning as Yuuri crosses the room slowly and deliberately, his eyes glued on familiar silver hair and a wide, bright smile. Viktor’s shoulders are shaking with laughter as Chris rests his hand on Viktor’s shoulder.

Yuuri flops into the seat next to Viktor. He leans into Viktor’s side and rests his head on his shoulder. “Viktorrrr.” The name comes out slurred and drawn out, every syllable slippery on his tongue.

“Yuuri!” Viktor beams down at him, slides an arm over his shoulders and places a sloppy kiss on his forehead. “I missed you!”

Yuuri is fully aware that he is pouting, but he doesn’t care. “Viktor, I want you to look at only me.”

Chris laughs, the sound fuzzy in Yuuri’s ears. “Viktor, I think your fiance is feeling neglected.”

Yuuri burrows in closer to Viktor’s side.

“I am looking at you, darling,” Viktor says. He moves the hand that was resting on Yuuri’s shoulder over to the nape of his neck, slides his fingers up into Yuuri’s hair. “I’m always looking at you.”

“You’re—“ Yuuri pauses, blinking rapidly as a wave of dizziness washes over him. Thankfully, it passes quickly as Viktor and Chris watch in amusement.

Yuuri tries again, a little frown pushing his brows together. “You’re not looking enough.”

And with that, Yuuri stands up, wobbling dangerously and stumbling a little. Gracelessly, he clambers into Viktor’s lap, seats himself in his favourite spot, legs straggling Viktor’s waist.

“Hi,” Viktor says, grinning up at Yuuri, looking absolutely delighted. His attention is completely on Yuuri Through the drunken haze that has settled over his body, Yuuri feels something warm rising in his chest. A strange mixture of triumph and fondness. Viktor is looking at him like that. No one else.

“I like when you look at me,” Yuuri tells Viktor very seriously.

“Well, I like looking at you,” Viktor responds happily. His eyes are clear and blue and completely focused on Yuuri. The warmth in his chest expands.

“Okay,” Chris says, laughter in his voice. In Yuuri’s peripheral vision, he stands and picks up his drink. “Clearly it’s time for me to move along.”

Yuuri barely hears Chris. He’s too busy leaning into Viktor, soaking in the warmth and support of his arms circling around the small of his back, ducking his head down to kiss Viktor.

It’s not their best kiss—they’re both drunk and uncoordinated, their noses bump a few times—but it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that Viktor is kissing him and only him.

Mine, Yuuri thinks stubbornly. You’re mine.

Wordlessly, as if he can hear Yuuri’s thoughts, Viktor presses into the kiss and holds Yuuri close. Yours, his touch seems to be saying. I’m all yours.

(yoi/anime only blog: @viktorkatsuki)


Summary:  Dan had always had a tough time orgasming with partners. It was always a sore spot for his ex-girlfriend who took it personally. It wasn’t personal- it was just the fact that he got so wound up and in his head, coupled with the pressure for it to actually happen, that it never did. 

Warnings: SIN

Genre: fluffysmut

Word Count: 2,436

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I wanted to write a little post about what would happen if Molly and Sherlock adopted a cat together, and it accidentally turned into this. Enjoy!

 Toby the cat passes away peacefully at the age of 14. Molly is the one who finds him, curled up comfortably in Sherlock’s chair – neither of them are particularly surprised, given his age, but they mourn him as anyone would mourn a lost family member. His ashes are placed in a bright yellow urn on the windowsill, his favourite spot to sit and watch the people in the street, with a photo of the three of them taken by Mrs Hudson the previous Christmas.

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How the turtles react to their s/o’s birthday:


Requested by: Anonymous

How would the turtles react if it was your birthday

A/N: So I decided to do this one today because it’s my birthday today!!! So I thought it would be kind of topical


Leo would get April to set up some picnic either beside the river or even under the Statue of Liberty; it would be lit by fairylights and candles, and full of all your favourite foods and treats, because Leo knows you so well. He’d probably smother you with love while you sit beneath the night sky, both quoting stupid romance novels, until you go back to the lair to spend the night; when Leo would read your favourite book to you until you fall asleep. 


Raph would not have a clue. He’d even resort to asking Leo for suggestions because he hasn’t the slightest idea what to do to make your day special. Eventually, with all 4 of the turtles’  heads combined, they’d come up with the idea of a drive-in. There would be one just outside of the city, playing one of your favourite films, and he’d find the perfect spot for the two of you to sit and watch the movie without getting noticed. Afterwards, you’d probably go back to your place, only to find April made you a birthday cake with FROM RAPH sprawled in icing across it, and the pair of you would sit up eating it and just talking about god knows what, or binging your favourite program together. 


No doubt Donnie would break into the science museum for you. He’d even shut off all the security cameras so the two of you don’t get caught. He’d explore all of the exhibits, talking to you about his favourite scientist, or correcting factual inaccuracies in any of the displays about things he knows off by heart. And he’d probably get all flustered and be blushing so much if you asked him a question, or gave input into something you were both passionate about. And at the end of the night, the two of you would go home and fall asleep watching a film or documentary together. 


Mikey and you would go exploring. He’d take you to all his favourite spots in the city, show you the lights and the stars from the tops of different buildings, and he’d tell you some stupid jokes about all of it. When you guys have had enough of wondering around, or if it gets too late, the pair of you will end up on the top of your building eating pizza and playing video games until the sun comes up. 

anonymous asked:

Any rainy day kiss headcanons or scenarios for our chocobros and their s/o's? :) thanks!

Yay, first request! I’m gonna do them as scenarios if that’s okay!


One thing you came to know about the prince–he loved to fish. At any time, in any weather. So when he decided to bring you to his favourite fishing spot one day, you were not surprised when it started to rain and he didn’t exactly rush to stop.

“Noctis!” you whined, unprepared for the rainy weather. “I’m getting soaked! Please hurry!”

Noctis was hastily packing up his fishing gear, as he was already soaked to the bone. Once he had everything, he grabbed your hand. 

“Quick, we can wait in here until the rain passes,” he said, bringing you into the abandoned cabin that had once been a small fishing store. Once you were inside, you had a full-body shiver. Noctis came closer. “Cold?”

You shivered again, your arms hugging yourself. “Yeah, a little.”

Noctis wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed a kiss to your lips, his tongue dipping into your mouth. You let out a bit of a squeak as the kiss deepened, and you looped your arms around his neck.

After a while, he pulled away. “How about now?


Prompto had taken you to the Moogle Chocobo Carnival. The day started off great–the sun was shining, the sky seemed clear. He laced his fingers with your and excitedly brought you from one attraction to another. Around mid-afternoon, though, the sky started to get dark. You looked up and frowned at the heavy storm clouds that loomed overhead.

As soon as the first droplet hit Prompto’s nose, he immediately yelped. “My hair! We’ve gotta take cover!” He dramatically pulled on your arm and started running towards the closest cover, but the rain had already come down in droves, as if someone had dumped an entire bucket of water over the carnival. 

By the time you reached a covered bridge, Prompto’s hair was limp and he sported a disappointed pout. 

You giggled, stepping closer to him. “You still look cute, if that’s any consolation,” you grinned, giving him a peck on the cheek. He still pouted, so you showered his face with kisses until he became a giggling mess. 

He pulled you close and just as you were about to kiss him again, he shook his hair out like a wet dog, earning a scream from you. He laughed when you smacked his arm lightly, but then he kissed you again and you instantly forgot why you were mad in the first place.


You hadn’t expected so much rain on your weekend camping trip with Gladio, but there you were, trapped in the tent with your boyfriend, the zipper flap opened ever so slightly so you could see the droplets falling onto the stone landing outside.

It had rained for two days straight, and it was the evening of your last day at camp. You wished it had been more eventful, with more hikes and maybe even a hunt or two, but the rain had kept you at bay for most of the trip.

“Hey,” Gladio snapped you out of your thoughts. He was sitting back, one of the books he brought in hand. “C’mere.” 

He motioned for you to come sit in his lap, and you complied. You sat between his legs, your back pressed against his chest. He wrapped an arm around your middle and held his book in the other, and began to read aloud.

The baritone of his voice rumbled against your spine, causing heat to shoot up into the pit of your belly. You turned your head to look up at him. He stopped reading his passage and leaned down to kiss you. It was meant to be a chaste kiss, but once you tangled your hands in his hair, his book was abandoned and…well, let’s say the camping trip wasn’t a total loss after all.


On your first date with Ignis, he’d taken you to a quaint little cafe down the street from your apartment. It was one that you’d heard of, but never actually visited before. It served fancy coffees, fruit pastries and macarons. The two of you had been so deeply engaged in conversation that you barely noticed the rain coming down hard against the cafe’s window.

You looked outside and frowned, realizing that neither of you had brought an umbrella. “Not to worry,” he said, removing his suit jacket. “I’ll cover you.”

You protested, but he merely shook his head with a smile. Once you’d finally decided to brave going outside, he held his suit jacket over both of your heads (but mostly yours), and the two of you made a mad dash back to your apartment.

You hadn’t remembered the last time you’d laughed so hard from just running in the rain, but being with Ignis made your heart flutter. At your front step, he shook some of the rain water from his jacket and turned to you.

“I had a lovely time,” he said, taking one of your hands in his. “I’d like to see you again, sometime. Perhaps on not such a rainy occasion.”

You blushed. “I’d like that.” Ignis turned to leave, using his jacket to once again shield him from the rain. He’d made it down the first few steps when you called out his name to wait. He turned, and you stepped out of the cover of your front porch and kissed him, your hand coming up to stroke his jawline.

Once you finally pulled away, you saw how red his cheeks were. “You’re all wet,” he said finally.

You bit your lip. “Wanna come upstairs and dry off?”

Conor Maynard Imagine - Crazy (SMUT)

It wasn’t until you were right in front of your wardrobe than you realized you had actually nothing to wear. You had just finished filming some kind of weird, fun challenge with Conor in your flat, and while he cleaned up all the mess in your living room, you were stressing out about what to wear to that goddamn date.

Suddenly, Conor’s head popped from behind your door “Y/N” he called, and seeing that you were fully clothed and just standing there, chewing your nail nervously, he walked in “Hey, what’s the nervousness all about?”

He gave you a side hug and a tender kiss on top of your head. You leaned against him, considering that maybe that black cocktail dress in front of you wasn’t a bad idea at all.

“I’m just stressing over my outfit” you told him, releasing yourself from his touch to grab the dress “Nothing new” you held the piece of clothing in front of you and showed it to him “Opinions?”

Conor’s mind flirted with the idea of actually seeing you in that dress. Every time you wore something like that, you always caught him giving you a look from head to toes, admiring how the fabric hugged your curves. But you ignored him, as you weren’t supposed to notice his lusty stares.

Your relationship with him was rather strange. Sure, he was one of your best friends. Yet he wasn’t like Josh or Oli; you actually wouldn’t mind banging Conor if you had the chance. 

You were playful with one another. Any time you could, your hands would travel to each other’s body, half of the time in a soft, friendly way. But the other half of the time, you could actually feel his fingers burning on your skin, his grip tightening around your waist in the roughest way you had ever seen. But you liked it.

“Why would you need to wear that for?” he asked, and you realized you hadn’t told him about your date.

The truth was, even if your heart ached for him in ways you would have never imagined, you weren’t made of stone. He never made a move, never let it slip that he actually wanted to be more than friends. So when this cute boy hit on you through Tinder, you weren’t going to say no.

“Tinder date tonight” you simply said, turning back to the pile of clothes you had behind you.

You bent over to grab a white blouse, and Conor’s eyes couldn’t help but wander towards your hips and downwards. He licked his lips. 

Conor wasn’t the ladies type of man, at least not as intensely as his brother. Sure, he had brought this and that girl home for some night fun, but he kept it all for himself. Every time he was with you, his insides melted. You were his only girl friend after all, and as time passed by, his friendly feelings towards you increased until he found out they weren’t so friendly anymore.

The first time he looked at you with different eyes, you were celebrating Joe’s 25th birthday. You were wearing a simple tight black skirt with ankle boots and a white blouse with stripes. Yet every time he landed his eyes on you, all he wanted to do was to pull you closer and never let go. He realized he wanted to protect you, to see your smile every day, to hold you while you slept. He drank to ease the unexpected pain of seeing you dance with another guy.

The second stage overcame him not soon afterwards. It happened while you were alone at his flat, watching some silly cartoon movie which always made you laugh, because you were on your period and all you wanted to do was to die.

But when he saw you in those ridiculously short pyjama pants and a loose t-shirt that once belonged to him, which also accidentaly revealed that you had no bra on, he had to control himself. Having you all cuddled up against his side wasn’t helping either. While the silly little chicken on TV was running around, all he could think of was how hot you’d look if he pinned you up against a wall and thrusted into you until your throat couldn’t take more screaming. He took a cold shower afterwards.

“Oh, alright” you heard him say as you stood back up again. His tone made you raise an eyebrow “Have fun then”

You turned back to him, frowning “Is there any problem with it?” you asked him, but you immediately noticed he wasn’t looking at you. Well, he was, but more specifically he was looking at your uncovered stomach and how bad he wanted to uncover the rest of it.

“Earth to Conor” you called him, waving a hand in front of you.

He snapped his eyes back up to look at you “Nothing’s wrong” he said, as if nothing had happened.

Still not convinced, you turned around again, getting on your tiptoes to reach the top shelf “Shit” you mumbled, not being capable of reaching it whatsoever. Suddenly, you felt a pair of cold hands on your bare skin, lifting you up. With no effort, you grabbed the bag you were looking for.

“Thanks, Con” you said once your feet touched the ground again. But his hands, now warmer, were still on your waist “You c-” before you could finish, you felt Conor’s lips on your neck, making you drop the bag with a loud bang.

His grip tightened around you. You moved your hands on top of his, suddenly wanting to feel his touch more than ever. You tilted your head back as he sucked on your neck, working his way up and down. You didn’t know what was going on, but you sure weren’t going to stop it.

Eventually, you turned around to meet Conor’s lusty eyes staring right back at yours. You licked your lips before attacking his heatedly, not even waiting to slip your tongue in. His hands travelled to your bum, squeezing it as you jumped and wrapped your legs around his torso. You sucked behind his ear, making him groan.

“Someone was jealous after all” you managed to breathe out as he kissed your neck again. You thought he was bound to leave a mark.

He hit that spot behind your ear, and you let out a small moan as your grip on his waist tightened, your legs unconciously pushing against his hips “Fuck” he whispered, and you thought it was the sexiest you had ever seen it.

He pushed you against the wall, a knee pressed between your legs to hold you as he rapidly took your top and your bra off. You felt the warmth of his mouth on your chest, and it was making your lower parts ache with anticipation.

You took his jumper off and attempted to remove his belt when he grabbed your hand and put it above your head “And to think that you were about to go out with that idiot” he breathed on your ear “When I can make you feel ten times better” he finished, and you smashed your lips against his again.

His hand roamed the elastic of your jeans until they made their way inside them and under your underwear. Conor stuck his middle finger inside you, the sudden feeling of something inside you making you groan “You’re so fucking wet already” Conor whispered, indroducing yet another finger inside you. You let out a high-pitched scream as he thrusted in and out quickly “I’m gonna have to dry you up”

Before you could blink, your jeans and underwear were flying across the room. Conor held your hips and pressed your body against he wall as he kneeled down in front of your entrance. You pushed at his hair once his tongue filled you, your legs tembling on his shoulders. 

“Fuck, Conor” you shouted, hoping the neighbours were not at home or it’d be extremely embarrassing to run into them ever again. You screamed his name again as you felt your high approaching, not being able to hold yourself back.

Seconds before you were about to come, Conor’s mouth left your lower parts, making you groan in annoyance “Conor, I swear to god” you mid-screamed “I can’t take it anymore”

He sucked on your neck again, his favourite spot of yours “What do you want me to do, baby?” he asked on your ear. Your hips pulled against his even more.

“Just fuck me already, Conor” you groaned, and before you knew it, his pants followed yours as he pulled himself inside you. You whined. He didn’t give you any time to adjust to his width, as he started banging you against the wall roughly, something you had never imagined he was capable of. He always looked so sweet and inoccent. The thought of him being rough and dominant just to you turned you on even more.

He groaned in pleasure as your walls clentched around his member, only making him pound you faster and faster. You were a screaming mess. Your bodies were sweating as you held to one another, making each other feel as if nothing else in the world mattered besides what was happening on that wall.

You came seconds before he did, the sloppiness making you feel dirtier than ever. When Conor rode out his high, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a hug like the ones he always gave you. Only this time, he was also inside you.

“That was…” you said as you tried to catch your breath “Something else”

His head was on your shoulder as you rubbed his hair “I fucking loved that, Y/N” he spoke, rising his head to give you a soft kiss on the lips.

“I guess I’m not going to any dates tonight” you smiled, brushing your finger against his sweaty cheek as he smiled back at you.

“You are” he said “But with me”

You smiled again, kissing his fully lips as if it were the first time you tasted them “You’re crazy” you said.

His lips went to your jaw. He kissed it sweetly, making the butterflies of your stomach go insane “That’s why I like you” he said “Because you’re fucking crazier”

Algy flew back down the lighthouse keepers’ path to the rocks where wee boats used to moor in days gone by… Stretching himself out on the warm stone in the sunshine, he surveyed the wide expanse of beautiful deep blue sea. This was perhaps his favourite spot of all, and Algy spent many happy hours here, just watching the tide come and go, and listening to the neverending sounds of the sea on the rocks. He was fascinated by the line of creel floats that seemed to lead out to the islands, and idly wondered whether he should follow them out across the ocean to the mysterious lands beyond…

anonymous asked:

how do you think shawn would be as like a boyfriend? like special things he would do and stuff idk? also what type of girl do you think he likes

This is so long, I’m sorry. 

This one is hard though. I think Shawn would be the kind of boyfriend to treat you like his own little princess. When Shawn loves someone, he loves them wholeheartedly and he would for sure do anything for you. He would be very aware of how you were feeling when he was touring, checking up on you, calling you, sending you cute little text messages whenever he missed you.

I think Shawn would love to take you around the world and show you places you’d never been. He would take you to all his favourite spots in different countries and tell you little stories about times he shared with Geoff and the team, at every one of these places.

Being with Shawn would include always being called love, darling, babe, hon or baby, even if you’re mad as hell. He would never not call you those words, never, because getting to call you that means you’re his only.  

It would be very important to Shawn that you got along with his family, which means Sunday family dinners at the Mendes’, jamming out to the radio with his mom, cocking with his dad and late night conversations and sharing secrets with Aaliyah. Actually, Shawn would get jealous sometimes because you were telling Aaliyah more than him.

As Shawn’s girlfriend, you would be woken up in the middle of the night because he suddenly thought of some killer lyrics and needed to share it with someone. He would play/sing it to you, waiting patiently with big puppy eyes to hear what your thoughts were.

Shawn would take you on late night drives when he was back home, just to enjoy your company and not having to deal with anything else. He would blast out John Mayer on the stereo and sing Love On The Weekend to you while driving. He would drive to his favourite spot and park there, before taking your hands in his and he would just tell you everything that came into mind from little things like the argument he had with his mother to the future he was planning on building with you.

Shawn would be the type of boyfriend to always hold your hand, give you surprising hugs, kissing your forehead tenderly, stroke your fingers and so on. The more he got to touch you, the better. Shawn’s biggest sign of love is endless cuddles and kisses. To him cuddles solves everything. You’re mad? Let me tickle you until you start laughing. You’re happy? He’ll kiss you passionately. You’re sad? He’d climb into bed with you and just hold you until you were feeling alright.

I think Shawn would try to - not keep you a secret - but make sure you didn’t get too much attention. He would treasure your privacy very highly.

I also feel like Shawn is the type of boyfriend, who would force you to go to the gym with him. Like against your will, wake you up super early on the weekends and literally drag you out of bed to go with him, but then afterwards having hot shower sex as an apology for tagging you along.

As far as his type of girl, I think honesty is a big deal to him. Be straight up or leave, he can’t use liars for nothing. I think he’d be a sucker for a killer smile and he would love a girl with humour, who could make him laugh whenever missing home or feeling down. I think Shawn would want someone who took good care of their body, because it’s obviously very important for him as well. But all in all, I think when Shawn falls in love, he falls in love with everything. I think he feels some sort of vibe when he’s into a girl and if that vibe consumes him, he’s all in.

NCT Favourite place to go on a date

Taeil: Something classic for Taeil probably he would probably like going to see the movies with you so he can sit close to you and then dinner to talk. It may be classic bu really sweet. 

Originally posted by taei

Johnny: I think Johnny would like to got to the beach maybe if you lived by one I suppose. You could have cute picnics, go swimming or build sandcastles like you can do a lot of things at the beach.

Originally posted by pawjohnny

Taeyong: Taeyong wouldn’t need to go anywhere fancy you could just cook something nice together at home and that would be his favourite thing to do with you. Also, it would be more private that going out with him in public so he could stop fans from getting near you.

Originally posted by bhaek

Yuta: I think his favourite date spot would be somewhere you didn’t go a lot such as a concert. It would be so exciting and fun it would be something you could enjoy together. You could go and see one of his fav bands like One Ok Rock.

Originally posted by neotechs

Doyoung: I think Doyoung’s favourite date spot would be the place you first met or the place you went on your first date wherever that was because it would hold a special meaning to you both.

Originally posted by neoculturedaily

Jaehyun: Jaehyun would like to go somewhere fun and exciting where you can bond. aka the theme park. You would have fun together going on the different rides and eating sweets.

Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

Winwin: I think Winwin’s favourite place to go on a date would be somewhere quite unusual and but secluded from fans such as strawberry picking. Strawberries are one of his fav foods and it is something cute you could do together.

Originally posted by nct-china-line

Mark: I think Marks favourite place to go on a date would be the ice skating rink because honestly, that is just a cute date always. 

Originally posted by neotechs

Haechan: Haechan would like to go somewhere fun like the carnival so you can go on rides and he can prove his manliness by winning you a teddy at one of the stalls. Also, carnivals have candy floss and who doesn’t love that?

Originally posted by haenyan

Study Session- Jughead Jones x Reader

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader
Fandom: Riverdale
Word Count:685
Warnings: None that I can think of. Crap is mentioned once that’s all.
Y/N= your name
Y/H/C= your hair colour
Y/F/F= your favourite food
Y/C/E= your colour eyes


The familiar clicking of fingers against a keyboard was the only thing keeping y/n awake, her forgotten biology textbook lay discarded on her bedroom floor amongst her and Jughead’s other study materials. She rolled over to face Jughead’s general direction on her bed and is hardly surprised to see the raven haired boy deeply immersed in his writings.

“You know the whole point of you coming over was to help me study” she says propping herself up on her elbows to stare at Jughead- well rather the back of his laptop. Jughead raises his eyebrows at his girlfriend and closes his laptop, “ I’m beginning to think that you only love me for my food” she says continuing on from her previous statement. As she says this her boyfriend reaches over her to grab the bag of Doritos that lay next to her.

“You’re absolutely right the whole reason I’ve been dating you is for your food and defiantly not because I love you” he remarks whilst rolling his eyes at her. The y/h/c girl lets out a laugh before reaching down to grab her textbook, “ Can we at least get a bit of studying in?” She inquires. The older boy sighs dramatically and pushes his laptop away and then picks up his notebook, the pair become to revise slowly only stopping to make terrible puns and to refill the snack bowl.

“Honestly woman cell theory isn’t that hard of a concept to grasp, it’d be easier if you actually paid more attention to the topic instead of me” he remarks playfully causing his girlfriend to punch him in the shoulder. He fakes a gasp of pain and immediately y/n begins to fuss over him only relenting when she realises that he was faking it.

“Stupid sod” she mumbles under her breath whilst angrily taking notes from her textbook, Jughead reaches over to her and gently pulls her into his arms. “Babe, babe, babe, don’t be angry at me please” he whines softly in her ear.

“I’m not angry I’m just faking it” she retorts playfully earning a snort from her male counterpart. His reaction causes y/n to let out a bark of laughter before erupting into a cacophony of giggle that leave her gasping for air.

“C'mon my love let’s order take out and watch a movie” Jughead suggests, y/n considers this for a second before rushing downstairs to order y/f/f. The heavy footfalls of Jughead’s girlfriend are accompanied by a few choice swear words as she makes her way back upstairs, once she reaches the door Jughead’s face fills with happiness as he spots his favourite TV show in his girlfriends arms. The couple settles down on her bed making a burrito out of the sheets and get ready to binge watch TV.

However a sharp knock at y/n’s front door brings both of them back to the present and they silently debate over who will answer it. After a relentlessly game of rock, paper, scissors y/n makes the trek downstairs to answer the door and snatches the food and races back to her room hoping that she hasn’t missed to much of the episode.

The couple continue the cycle of eating and watching episode after episode until Y/C eyes began to flutter shut at 2am, she eventually falls asleep against Jughead’s body. “Holy Crap” Jughead exclaims once he realises how TV that they’ve actually watched. He begins to put the food and his laptop away whilst trying not to disturb the sleeping figure next to him.

Once finished he climbs back under the covers, Y/N groans as the bed sinks slightly under Jughead’s weight and seeks his warmth. He complies and let’s her wrap her body around him, she snuggles next to him and let’s out a content sigh of a happiness. Jughead also content with the feeling of his girlfriend next to him, also starts to fall asleep but not before placing a loving kiss on her forehead.

The young couple wake up the next morning with the sheets tangled around each other but still locked in a loving embrace.

The West Highlands of Scotland had been experiencing a short spell of glorious spring weather, and Algy had made sure that he experienced it too :)

He flew out to the lighthouse, his favourite spot in the area, and perched on a dry clump of heather to study the view of the islands. The Isle of Eigg was the most prominent (just left of centre on the horizon) with the mountainous Isle of Rum to its left and the low-lying Isle of Muck hugging the sea in front of that. And in the distance, between Rum and Eigg, he could clearly see the peaks of the famous Cuillin on the Isle of Skye. It was indeed a very fine day!

Algy hopes that you will all enjoy some fine weather and beautiful views this weekend :)

anonymous asked:

oh my GOSH. UHM. would you mind writing maybe a thing for junkrat/roadhog x smoll shy reader (either poly or separate is fine, whichever is easiest for you!) about how you think they would try to fluster/tease reader after finding out reader has a crush on them?

I’d love to, and I’m going to do all three, separate and together because I have different Ideas for them.

Separate Junkrat:

(Y/N) couldn’t help feeling like this. She adored the junker, and everything about him. He drove her wild, his dirt hygiene, his love for explosions. His exhilarating laugh that was contagious even when hearing it across the room.

They ran a hand through their soft (H/C) hair to calm their nerves. Over and over in their head the repeated the words.

‘Jamison, I like you, would you like to go on a date with me? ’

Breathing normal, palms de-sweated onto their trousers. They were ready. They entered his workshop as instructed. Jamison said friends don’t need to knock. Seeing him made the nerves rush back.

He sat at hunched over his desk, tongue slightly stuck out as he tweaked at his launcher. He looked perfect to (Y/N), which made this even harder. Of course he would say no. She is so small, barely 5 ft, and he’s a towering 6'6. Not to mention the difference in personality. Jamison is boisterous, loud, bubbly and crazy, but (Y/N). They are shy, quiet and tend to keep out of the way and to themselves. Maybe its part of the attraction, their also attracted to what they want to be, and maybe Jamison can get them out of their shell.

The Junker had still not yet noticed them. His concentration solely on his work.

(Y/N) coughed barely loud enough for a mouse to hear. They pinched themselves and coughed again louder. This time he heard and looked over.

“(Y/N)” He cheered. “Come ‘ere” They complied and walked over, and sat on a chair next to him. It was mostly silent again as he got back to working, just a few mumbles and sighs coming from Junkrat.

(Y/N) opened their mouth. Before closing it as loud laughter echoed around the room.

“Hahaaa finished. What'cha think? Ain’t she a beut? ” Jamison asked staring at (Y/N). A large grin on his face, sparkles of wonder and excitement danced in his eyes. (Y/N) felt their cheeks growing hot from a rising blush. They nodded furiously, their tongue tied and unable to speak.“ You aoight?” more nodding followed. Oh how they wished they weren’t nervous. If only they could be like Junkrat and just say exactly what they want when they want without worrying.

“Jam.. ” (Y/N) croaked out.

“ Yeh? ”

‘Do it, ask him ask him’ They shook their head smiled and left. Once they left the workshop they grabbed their head with both hands and screamed with a closed mouth. 'If you cant do it now when are you going to?’ they sighed and walked away.

It wasnt hard for everyone else to figure out they had a crush. They just had to watch. (Y/N) would dreamily stare at Jamison whenever he was in a room. She would blush as bright as a ripe tomato, stutter and furiously shake their head whenever he spoke to them, and if you could get (Y/N) to talk, it was all about him. The only person who didn’t pick up on it was Jamison.

The junker doesn’t exactly know what a crush looks like, never having someone have one on him. He’s had them before but usually he just out right says it, instead of becoming a blubbering mess. So after weeks of watching the poor love struck (Y/N) Roadhog decides to take action.

“Oi hog? What'cha think about a heist tomorrow? ” Jamison asked as his best friend and fellow Junker sauntered over to him.

“ We need to talk”

“Er aoight”

“(Y/N) ”

“ Yeh, wot 'bout them? ”

“ They have feelings for you”

“What kind of feelings? Sad feelings? Happy feelings? ”

“ Love feelings”

“Wha- oh” It took a while, but finally he saw it. The blushes, the stutter, to chute giggles every time he spoke to dreamy eyes whenever they looked at him. He noticed everything about them, he just didn’t know it was caused by a crush.

“Hooley Dooley”

It didn’t take long for the teasing to begin. He would stop them in the hallway and pin them against the wall, hands either side of their head.

“Aoight love” Is all he would say, then enjoy the show. He loved making them blush. Nicknames would develop. Love, Beautiful, dynamite, the bomb, he’s also used the nickname sex bomb which almost caused them to faint. He likes to get really close, by hugging them or leaning on them, to feel the warmth radiate off of them. He liked to hold their hand, (Y/N) quickly pulls away and wipes the sweat of, then slowly hands their hand back. Jamison kissing it before holding it again. All while (Y/N) again almost faints or runs away. Wanting to scream in delight. Instead they stay sat a serial killer like smile plastered on their red face.

After a month of enduring the sweet torture, (Y/N) is again cornered by Jamison in a hallway.

“Hi” they said clearly. After enduring for the past weeks their confidence had built a little.

“You, me on a date. You’ll love it”

(Y/N)’s jaw dropped, their eyes widened. They nodded. Jamison then picked them up and threw them over their shoulder laughing as the ran down the hallway with them.

After two dates they are officially in a relationship. But this doesn’t stop Jamison from still teasing (Y/N), he loves to see them blush and get flustered, he thinks its the most adorable thing in the world as is one of the reasons why he loves you.

Sperate Roadhog:

Roadhog is completely different to Junkrat, in that he recognises the crush instantaneously.

Hog sat in his favourite spot polishing his hook, when (Y/N) slowly staggered over. Thumbs twiddling together, head down as they mumbled to them self. They looked up and noticed him staring at them, which made the blood rush to their cheeks and top of their ears. He huffed in amusement, they were cute. He tapped a spot next to him. (Y/N) sat down.

They love him, and can’t deny it. His quiet personality, his lovable soft squishy exterior. His strong possessive nature means they would always be safe with him. And his loving loyalty. They wanted to be his, for him to take care of them.

“M-Mako? ” He huffed.“ Er…. Wou-” Barely even a word escaped their lips before he wrapped his large arm around them. Swamping them into his embrace due to them being so small.

(Y/N) jumped at first and breathed heavily, making Mako laugh. After a while they calmed and enjoyed the touch.

From then on he would always just randomly bring them closer to him. Making (Y/N) fluster and blush but soon lean into him. He’d never admit it, unlike Junkrat, but he did enjoy teasing them. He loved seeing their reaction spread across their face and show through their body language. What he loved most was that it was him that was doing this to them, he was the one that was making (Y/N) blush and stutter and he adored it.

He would also lean on them, or randomly just pick them up and carry them to the place you where going. He would carry them to work, give them a piggy back to town, put them on his shoulder and take them home. (Y/N) would squeal in joy, making Mako’s heart skip and his feelings grow stronger.

One day the two were sat together in silence. Out of no where he lifts (Y/N) up and places them on his lap. They almost faint, their face redder than blood and hotter than the sun. Roadhog snorted in laughter and rubbed their back to calm them.

They share lots of silent moments, silent hugs. Silent kisses, Mako kissing (Y/N)’s cheek then acting like nothing happened as they try to regain their composure.

Nicknames would include, cutie, love, darling, lovely cute things.

It only took a couple of weeks before Mako asked (Y/N) out. Taking them to a picnic in the park for their first date and they instantly began a relationship the day after. Like Junkrat the teasing wouldn’t stop. But they both enjoyed it.


(Y/N) sat staring at the two Junkers and sighed. A little loudly, as Mako noticed and waved them over. They sat up straight and blushed. What do they do? They hesitantly stood and plodded over to the males. Mako motioned to a space between them. It was a small gap but (Y/N) easily slipped in. They sat their for ages. Often the males would forget about the being between them only remembering if they turned and saw them, or when they would shift their position slightly.

To (Y/N) this was heaven and exactly where they wanted to be. Mako knew already, but Jamison needed to catch up.

Once (Y/N) unintentionally fell asleep on their laps. So Mako took the moment to tell Jamison.


“Yeh? ”

“ (Y/N) has a crush on us”

“Wait really? ” Hog nodded.

“ Woohoo"He cheered too loudly, waking (Y/N) “Oops”

They stirred and hummed peacefully, though when they turned and saw the Junkers staring down at them they jumped, and fell onto the floor.

“Sorry sorry” They yipped. Making the two males laugh.

Mako brought them back up onto his lap and hugged them tight. Jamison placing a kiss on the cheek before they were let go.

(Y/N) froze, shocked by what just happened. But very happy.

Both of them teasing would consist of getting squished between both of them in hugs. Getting kissed on both cheeks at the same time. Getting carried by one or the other. Them both fighting over who gets to carry them. While they stand frozen, blushing, hot and sweaty. (Y/N) still can’t believe their fighting over them.

Junkrat likes to pin them up against a wall. And Roadhog saves them, but then puts them over their shoulder and carries them away.

Nap time. They are sat together. Both of them hugging (Y/N) between them, they are so comfortable they stay like that and fall asleep. Both males have got a photo of (Y/N) sleeping and they cherish it. (Y/N) gets super flustered when the photos are brought out. They boys love it.

Mako is the one asking them out on a date, for both of them. All three go out and become a trio on the date.

Teasing doesn’t end here either. More photos, more naps. Lots of three way bear hugs and laughing as (Y/N) tries to fan and calm them self down from becoming a blushing mess.

They love seeing them flustered in the bedroom, all red and shy, hiding their face behind their hands. Hiding their body. The males moving their hands, telling them how beautiful they are before loving them all through the night. Even though they are usually shy and quiet, boy are they loud during sex. The guys love it.

Chapter X | Tell Me - A Harry Styles Uni AU

Main Story page is here.

Song for the Playlist - Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley

Instagrams are here - (none for this chapter, again, because the app is still being a dick)

Word Count - 5500…ish

“Course it wasn’t real, you goose,” he laughed. “Unless you want it to be real? I’m sure we can arrange that in Vegas…”

“Harry, don’t,” she warned him. Harry enjoyed doing this thing where he would sit with a smirk on his face as if he was planning something but would never tell Eden what it was.


“Stop that…you’re doing that thing?”

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Sherlock Valentine’s Day Challenge Day #1

“You shouldn’t have to spend Valentine’s Day alone.”

Sherlock x Reader

Side Note: It is still February 1st where I live! This is my very first published post fanfiction on this blog, I hope you enjoy reading it :)

Originally posted by reichebach

“I have decided…” John paused before he turned around to face you at your dining table, “to propose to Mary. I already bought the ring." 

Your face lit up as you slammed the refrigerator door closed and clasped your hands in front of your mouth, meanwhile facing your brother. Your smile beamed at John as you walked forward to place your hands on his shoulders.

"John that’s… That’s simply amazing! She is going to be ecstatic." 

Pulling his body towards yours, you wrapped your arms around John’s waist with a giggle and placed your chin on his shoulder. You felt his chest vibrate as he let out a laugh of his own. 

John’s smile reflected yours as you both pulled away, him leaning forwards once again to kiss you on the forehead. 

"When are you planning on asking her?" 

"I decided next week at the restaurant we visited on our first date - she couldn’t stop talking about the piece of cake she had as dessert for days.” John’s face contained a faint smile as he looked towards the floor in slight embarrassment, “I asked the owners if I could place the ring on top of a piece for her." 

"Wow, who knew big brother would grow to be such a stereotypical romantic?” You teased, “I’m just joking. Honestly, it’s going to be perfect, she’ll lo-" 

You paused instantly as your eyes travelled towards the calendar that hung on the flat’s front door. 

Your brother’s smile faded. "What? What’s wrong, Y/N?" 

Silence filled the air as an even bigger smile began to encompass your features. You let out a squeal of excitement. 

"John! It’s Valentine’s Day, remember! Why don’t you propose to her today?” The look of sheer panic that crossed over your brother’s face would have been hilarious, had you not been so serious. "No, no! It’s okay! The probability of her saying yes is increased on this day due to the overwhelming amount of pressure to comply with such a romantic proposal - maybe it will even be increased due to her amount of love for you! I don’t really know. Us girl’s don’t suspect too much from our men, but as soon as you propose to her on the most romantic day of the year, she cannot say no!“ 

John almost commented on your similarity to him before he caught himself, and forced his mind back to the topic at hand. "But that’s so soon! I’m already nervous as is, we don’t need to add more pressure to the situation." 

You raised your eyebrow at John. "Do you trust me?”  

“Of course, Y/N." 

"Then do this. Now! I’ll help you." 

John gave you an unsure once over. "We were going to spend the day together. I know how important today is to you and-" 

"Nope, nope.” You said, drawing out the last word. “No pity party today! I completely forgot what day it was for a second and I only agreed for you to come over because-" 

"But, Y/N, you shouldn’t have to spend Valentine’s Day alone…” John’s voice slowly lowered to an almost whisper, and his shoulders lowered. “Not after what happened.”

You let out a groan before turning around to place your hands on the edge of the counter. “I thought we agreed to not talk about it." 

"We can’t just pretend it never happened. Mary helped me through it and I still frankly think you need to find someone new. It has been two years, Y/N.”


John’s mouth opened a few times, contemplating what to say next before he gave up due to the incredibly sensitive topic. ”Fine, but I came here today for a reason. I’m not leaving.“ 

"Oh, yes you are.” You wiped under your eye quickly and sniffling before turning around. “I will not let you pass up this opportunity. I will not let you regret." 


"It’s okay, John. I won’t be alone.” You give him a sad smile, “I still have Sherlock." 

"Y/N.” John gave both a disapproving and sympathetic stare. You always continued to declare that although you both knew he wasn’t coming back. 

“I’m going to visit Baker Street later and revisit the memories. I haven’t seen it in years and I talked to Mrs. Hudson on the land line… It’s still vacant.” You felt the tears coming on but refused to break in front of John. He didn’t need to feel this terrible on one of the happiest days of his life. 

“I’m not sure I want you to go." 

I’m not your little sister anymore, John - I can handle it alone. I want to go.“ 

He let out a sigh. "Only if you promise to be by Mrs. Hudson’s side more than half the time." 

You rolled your eyes at his choosing to ignore your certainty on the alone aspect. "Only if you promise to propose to Mary. Tonight." 

Your brother pulled you towards him for another hug before he answered. John’s eyes closed as he breathed in your hair. 

"Okay, okay. I will, I promise. You?" 

You smiled one last time before burying your head in John’s neck. 

"I promise." 

You began your slow ascend towards the second floor of the Baker Street lot, as the sounds of your footsteps squeaked and echoed throughout the empty flat. Mrs. Hudson wasn’t there but on a trip in Wales to visit her sister. You had lied to John in order to come to the place alone and set your emotions free if needed. 

Your hands glided across the walls as you took in the atmosphere you had missed so dearly. The sounds of distant memories floated in the vast space around you as you finally reached the door to the room where it all began. Slowly reaching out before you, you pushed the door open as a tear slid down your cheek. 

It looks as if it was all just yesterday. 

You took in everything around you - the vibrant smiley face laden with bullet holes, high windows flooding in the light from the fading sun as dust particles floated in thin air, papers scattered on the tables and everywhere in between… Before your eyes met the chair your husband had frequently sat in, hands and fingers stretched beneath his chin while you sat with your legs stretched horizontally across his - complete with your arms wrapped around his waist as you slept peacefully beside the man you loved. 

You wasted no time and walked to the chair, instantly imagining the warmth that was once always there and curled up to close your eyes while letting the tears fall silently. 

As you laid there, much similar in position to how you had always sat with Sherlock, you slowly drifted off to sleep with sunlight streaming upon the glittering wetness on your face. 

Hands placed a big enough blanket to tuck around your body before he kissed you on the nose - his favourite spot to show affection. 

With a whisper, his voice lulled you deeper into a calm sleep. 

"Happy Valentines Day, Y/N. You won’t be alone - I’m here to stay.”