hugs him forever and never lets go

I will never let you go...

Sometimes I wake up at night thinking about the way Louis hugs Harry.
Like really hugs him!

The way he holds his back so tight with his hand.
Just holds it there for a while.. 

Then presses his thumb down hard… 

It’s like he’s saying “I’m here. Do you feel me? You are safe with me….

…I will never let you go…”.

And once you realize it’s always his right hand digging into Harry’s skin…
His right arm above his left. The same arm he’s got his rope tattooed on.
The arm where his compass is marked permanently into his skin…

So that press of his thumb is kind of like him saying “My rope will keep your anchor steady. My compass will guide your ship safely to shore.
I’m right here. I will never let you go”.

And that fucks me up a little to be honest…..

in 365 days harry and louis are gonna walk that red carpet together…..and they’re both gonna serve Looks in complementary suits and louis will guide harry down the carpet with his hand on the small of his back and harry will be beaming and keep pressing kisses to his cheek and temple and dunkirk is gonna be nominated for All the Awards so they keep showing harry in the audience with louis next to him with his hand on his thigh looking So Fond. then harry wins for best supporting actor and he’s that guy that takes forever to get to the stage bc louis is hugging him SO TIGHT and pressing kisses to his face and whispering how proud he is into his ear. and when harry finally gets on stage he’s SO SWEET and emotional and he stammers through thanking his mum first bc he’s harry and of course he does, then nolan for giving him such a huge chance and his co-stars fionn and aneurin for making it such a fun experience and all the crew and every other person involved bc he’d never let ppl go unacknowledged. and then he takes a deep breath and adds "lastly but most importantly to the beautiful man who i have the honour of calling my husband….louis we’ve been in this together since day one and i would not be on this stage without your eternal love and support….you are my soulmate and my partner in every part of my life….thank you for everything you do and everything you are. i love you so much.”

anonymous asked:

Hello! I just found your blog and I already adore it, so, if it was okay with you, could you write headcanons about the RFA+V+Saeran with an MC who loves giving hugs and being hugged? (if you don't want to do this request, it's okay, you can make your won request and write it, I would love to see anything you write, honestly)

That is the sweetest thing ever oh my goodness. Thank you sooooooo much <3
This is me. I loves hugs. I love hugs a lot. I’m a hugger. Kinda explains the url I guess. I need hugs.

-He’s a hugger too
-You guys are never not hanging onto each other.
-There is never a time you aren’t in each other’s arms.
-And honestly it’s great for both of you.
-He really loves that you enjoy hugging him because he loves hugging you too :)
-There’s been so many incidents at RFA parties where the other members tell you to get a room because you’re just hanging all over each other.
-If he’s having a rough day, remembering that you’ll be at home with arms wide open is the biggest comfort that gets him through the day.
-He’ll just come home and immediately cling to you.
-You don’t mind.
-You guys are like puzzle pieces.

-Yes please
-Give me all the hugs yesyesyesyesyes
-He loves it so much
-He loves when you hug him and he has all of your attention and love because awww you’re so cuuuuute~
-Zen loves it so much that sometimes when he’s busy he just lets you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his torso and just carries you around.
-Or he’ll give you a piggyback ride. Either one is okay with him because he just doesn’t want you to let go of him even when he’s busy.
-If you’d be in the way doing that, you just stand or sit next to him and hug his arm which he loves just as much. (did I mention I love arm hugs? because I do.)
-Your hugs are the best hugs and nobody can convince him otherwise. No one else’s hugs make him feel that special.

-Your hugs are her favorite thing in the world.
-She’ll just be going about her day and she’ll feel your arms slowly wrap around her waist and your head gently press into her back.
-It’s just the cutest and sweetest thing EVER to her.
-If she’s in a bad mood, she finds herself missing the warmth of your hugs.
-She’ll come to you with a frown and just quietly ask for a hug.
-You tackle her in the biggest, warmest, most comforting hug ever.
-No more sad Jaehee.
-It’s magical.
-Cuddle sessions are a daily thing, of course, and she looks forward to it all day.
-If you’re not around, she’ll hug one of your shirts or jackets (or maybe just wear them) until you come back. It’s not the same as hugs, but it can suffice until you come home :)

-Everyday, when he comes home from work, the second he steps in the door, you tackle him in a hug.
-It is the cutest thing ever.
-Somedays when he comes home, you can tell by the way he stands gloomily in the doorway that he’s had a bad day.
-So instead of tackling him, you walk over to him and gently pull him into a hug while humming quietly.
-You whisper “welcome home” and rub his back.
-His day is no longer bad.
-Seriously, your hugs could cure diseases. They could create world peace.
-He truly believes that you are actually an angel.
-That’s his favorite thing to call you btw
-Jumin’s favorite pass time? Hugging you.
-His favorite is when you wrap your arms around his torso and rest your head on his chest.
-You’re just so cute and precious it makes him want to never let go of you.

-It made it even more difficult for him to ignore you in that one part of his route because you just wanted to hug him and he really wanted to let you but he couldn’t.
-After that’s all over though,
-He will let you hug him whenever you want.
-He likes having your arms wrapped around him. It’s comforting.
-You’ll sometimes cling to him as he’s on the computer or watching TV with your legs around his waist and your head and arms on his shoulders.
-It’s his favorite cuddle position.
-100% down to be the little spoon when you guys sleep or cuddle. He actually prefers it.
-If he’s ever super busy and you can’t hug him without getting in the way, you just kind of grip the end of his shirt because it’s better than nothing.
-It’s adorable to him.

-It’s so calming to have you clinging to him.
-Feeling you against him is the best feeling ever. He can’t see much and he gets a bit anxious if he can’t feel you with him. Lucky for him, you’re always hugging him.
-He’s always so soft and warm too, and he smells nice, and sometimes he likes to stroke your hair (I really want to hug V)
-Sometimes you just latch onto him and refuse to let go.
-“_____, sweetie, I need to go-”
-He really would rather stay and cuddle you all day but he’s got things to do and places to be.
-You fight him tho
-Like excuse you no you’re staying my arms all day you have no say in this
-You usually win and you hug and cuddle him for as long as you want (which is basically forever)

-You held back when you first started dating because you knew he wasn’t comfortable with lots of contact.
-He warms up to the idea though fairly quickly.
-He never regrets it.
-Your arms make him feel safe. Just something about knowing your body is right by his makes him feel completely at ease, like nothing bad can happen because you’re here.
-If you see him looking sad or angry, you just slowly ease him into a hug and it makes him feel so loved and happy.
-He looks back to those moments and smiles.
-He finds himself needing to be in your arms any time he’s upset.
-Nightmares, intrusive thoughts, anxiety, all that mess.
-You can make all of that go away by holding him in your arms.
-No matter what mood he’s in though, he loves your hugs. They’re the nicest thing he’s ever experienced.

Sebastian Stan Imagine

Imagine Sebastian proposing to you on the set of The Avengers.

‘’I’m terrified.’’ sebastian sighs, biting his lip with worriedness.

'’You should be, this is a big step.’’ chris chuckles.

‘’Way to make me feel even more confident Evans.’’ sebastian rolls his eyes.

His eyes look to the side and saw you making your way up to him. You were talking with Robert, which was part of the plan. His eyes go wide and he snaps at Chris to hand him the box. Chris gets out the box and fumbles with it a little bit, but he tosses it into Sebastian’s hands. He catches it and tucks it inside of his belt buckle, deep enough so you wouldn’t notice it. 

You finally arrived next to Sebastian, he pecked your lips with a kiss and smiled at you.

‘’Gorgeous as always Y/N.’’ sebastian smirks.

'’Everybody! Get back to your places! Scene three is going to start in three minutes!’’ the director screams.

The buzzer goes off and everybody starts making their final adjusments. But Sebastian just held your hands and stared deep into your eyes. He started to shake with fear, making you a little concerned. 

‘’Babe, are you okay?’’ you ask, lifting an eyebrow.

‘’This is probably one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to say,’’ sebastian huffs, peeking down at the box.

Your heart dropped, you were afraid that Sebastian was going to break up with you. You opened your mouth up to speak, but you got cut off by Sebastian going on with his speech.

‘’We’ve been together now for two years. And everyday that I see you, it’s like I’m falling in love all over again. You’re just.. Perfect,’’ sebastian blushes.

By now, the whole cast and crew was surrounding you, curious on what was about to happen.

‘’This is a special moment for me,’’ sebastian says.

He drops down to one knee, and pulls out the box from his belt buckle. The entire cast and crew started to cheer and screech with excitement. Your eyes were tearing up. It felt like you were going to burst into tears, which was a possibility soon.

‘’Will you marry me Y/N?’’ sebastian asks, opening the box, revealing a shiny, bright, ring.

‘’Yes!’’ you scream, tears falling rapidly down your cheeks.

The cast and crew start to cheer with happiness. Sebastian gets out the rings and slides it on your ring finger, making you cry even harder. You throw yourself at him and you fall right into his muscular arms. Sebastian hugs you tightly and held you in his arms.

‘’I never want to let you go, I want to be with you forever.’’ sebastian whispers.

Forever. Forever is how long you two would be married. You couldn’t be any happier about the thought of you and Sebastian getting married. You loved Sebastian and the fact that he proposed to you, was one of the most special days of your life.

Your hugs give me a sense of security in all the terrible things around me.
—  Melwowz
Saudade (4)

Bucky x Reader

Summary: She’s willing to do anything to keep Bucky out of harm’s way, that’s why she’s so expendable, and expendability is dangerous.

Word Count: 2.2k+

Warnings: swearing, angst, violence

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She was right.

The physical torture was far less than that of the pain of being separated from Bucky. She had lost count of the days based on the memories she started to forget, which was around day 62. The memories started off small. For instance, she could no longer remember her second grade teacher’s name and she was her favorite or when she moved to Brooklyn. Now, she couldn’t remember Bucky’s birthday.

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Safety First -Kihyun

Originally posted by wonhontology

You just sat there, thinking. You didn’t know how to process this. How did it happen? When did it happen? Should you tell Kihyun? How would he react to it? It all felt messy.

Your breath got shaky and tears filled your eyes. You began sobbing in the empty bathroom as you sat on the floor. You chucked the positive pregnancy test at the shower wall and slid down the bathroom door. “This is unfair. Why does this happen to me of all people?” You tucked your head into your arms that rested on you knees.

Your thoughts ran wild with every scenario possible. The bad, the good, the worse. You didn’t know what to to, if you should tell Kihyun or not. You wanted to but not until you figured out what you were going to do. Only after deciding what was best for the baby, and it’s life.

It’s been a month since you found out you were pregnant. You have yet to tell Kihyun about the baby. You finally decided what you wanted to do. You needed to leave him to give the child an at least partly normal life without the potential danger Kihyun carries with him. It broke your heart but it was for the best.

You sat in your room a packed suitcase on the bed next to you. Kihyun had left early this morning and would be back soon. You sighed as you waited for your friend. You refused to leave with him home, not wanting to see his face as you walked away, and fear of him finding out why.

You were yanked out of your thoughts when a car horn honked outside. You felt your chest get heavy when you opened the door and saw her waving at you. You hadn’t told her about Kihyun’s job but she was fully aware of your recent pregnancy. She immediately agreed to help you. It felt like you were having your heart slowly ripped from your chest in a slow.

3 mouths later you hadn’t heard from Kihyun. It was your fault though, changing your phone number and living with a friend. You hated it but you knew it was for the best. 

You currently sat on the couch at your friends house. It was quiet having her and her boyfriend being at work. You just watched whatever came on TV and ate some food. You adjusted yourself every once in a while to make yourself comfortable. Your baby bump had began to grow and although it made you happy to see it got annoying to try to relax with.

You looked to the door and smiled as a knock was heard. You had ordered some take out for dinner not wanting to cook for the night. You climbed off the couch and opened the door ready to greet the delivery person but gasped at who stood on the other side.

“Hey…” Kihyun said. His eyes were puffy and red, as if he’d been crying. He looked down and noticed your growing bump and his eyes widened. You tried to closed the door but he forced it back open. “You…Your pregnant?”

You took a couple steps away and nodded. “Why didn’t you….Is that why you left me alone?” Again you nodded. “Why?”

“I was scared. I was scared you’d leave me first or if you didn’t the baby would be in danger.”

“I understand. My job is dangerous and there is no promise I make it home alive but I’d die before I let anyone touch my family.”

You looked at him with watering eyes. You didn’t realize how much you missed him until now. You couldn’t help how you felt and it was only made more intense by the change in hormones. 

“Come back home, back to me. I’ll never let anyone touch you or our baby ever. Just please return to me. I need you to keep me sane.” His voice cracked halfway through and he got closed to you. He pulled you into a hug minding your stomach as to not hurt the baby. “Please come home.”

You hugged him back and began crying into his shoulder. You wanted what was best but you also wanted Kihyun. He was your everything and life without him would be harder than life with him. You held onto him for what felt like forever but when he let go you felt your heart sink. 

“Alright…I’ll come back, but you have to promise me, no harm will ever come to the baby.”

“I promise.” He grabbed your cheeks in his hands and kissed you. You kissed back without hesitation. You trusted him. If he said you were safe, then you were.


Imagine Dean dropping by every time he gets a chance


When Dean used to think of the word he’d instantly thought of being behind the Impala wheel, sleeping on its leather seats, Sammy close by.

But now, no matter how much he loved his car or needed his brother by his side, the meaning of the word had changed slightly for him.

Now when he heard the word it was you that sprang to mind. Your smile, your face, your smell, your voice, your warmth. You.

And that’s why every time Dean found himself free, even if it was just for one day it was to you he raced to. No matter what the time or the weather, it was your house he went to seeking comfort and happiness.

The minute you’d see his face, you’d pull him into a tight hug, laughing at the sight of it him and never wanting to let go again. You’d yank him inside, all smiles while you fussed over him and gave him all the attention he’d craved while he’d been away. You’d spoil him with kisses, beer and your cooking before the two of your retreated to bed early, showing each other exactly how much you’d missed the other. And then for the rest of the night, Dean would just hold you, arms wrapped around your waist and tracing your shoulder with lazy kisses.

You were home for Dean Winchester now.

Forever Tag List: @fangirl1802 @padackles2010 @mogaruke @sydneymarie101195 @27bmm @green-days-american-idiot

After planning and waiting for a month and a couple weeks the time finally came.We finally meet.And god.It so good to see him. Bestest three days of my life. We cherished every kiss,hug and cuddle. We saw LaLa Land and eat good food. We held hands every second we got. It was a magical weekend that I wish never ended. It was hard to let go. God was it hard. We are a mess but we know to keep going to pick off where we left off. Skelerose is forever going strong. And keep going strong. Nothing will stop us. Thousands of miles away we are still strong. Happy Valentines Day!❤

The Girl on the Bridge

Originally posted by samwisefrakkinggamgee

Pre-Serum Steve x Reader

The Girl on the Bridge

Prompt: Pre Serum Steve in modern times and is self-conscious of what his significant other will think of him. Cute fluffiness please please please!

Note: This is suuuuper cute omg. I decided to put a bit of a soulmate twist on it, if that’s okay. Very cute.

Warnings: Precious baby Steve. Fluff. Very fluff.

Steve stared at the timer at his wrist and sighed, sitting on his bed in he and Bucky’s shared apartment in New York. Tomorrow. Tomorrow was the day. Or to be exact: 0 years, 0 months, 0 weeks, 0 days, 12 hours, 37 minutes, and 14…13…12 seconds remained. That meant tomorrow after lunch.

“Nervous?” Bucky asked, poking his head into Steve’s room.

“You think?” Steve chuckled softly. He pointed to the outfit hanging on the knob of his dresser. It was a light blue polo shirt and khakis with a pair of nice brown dress shoes. “Too dressy? Should I go casual?”

“Nah, it’s fine. I’m sure she’ll be dressed up just as much, if not more, than you.” Bucky assured him. He pulled out his phone and checked the weather for the next day. “Should be nice and sunny.”



“Do you think she’ll be okay with…me? You know, being the way I am?”

“She’s your soulmate, Stevie. She doesn’t have a choice.” He laughed. Steve went quiet, suddenly very serious. “Steve, lighten up. Of course she’ll love you. Who wouldn’t?”

“What if she’s taller than me? What if she doesn’t find me? What if we miss eachother?”

“Don’t worry about it, Steve.” Bucky smiled. “She’ll love you. I know it.”

“Okay.” Steve nodded. He laid down in his bed. “Night Buck.”

“Get some sleep, punk. God knows you’re going to need it,”


Steve didn’t get a wink of sleep that night. Every time he dozed off, he ended up having a nightmare about how horribly things could go the next day. When he finally got out of bed, he drank three cups of coffee to wake him up and then brushed his teeth four times to make sure his breath was minty and fresh.


“Buck, I can’t breathe.” Steve sighed, his heart racing. He checked the timer on his wrist. There was only an hour left.

“We’re going to the park. That’s the best place to meet people. Right on the bridge. Real romantic.” Bucky said. “Plus, it’s a nice day.”

“Okay,” he nodded. The park wasn’t that far away. Only a short walk. They could get there in no time. “Let’s get going. I don’t want to be late.”

“You can’t be late. She’s your soulmate.”

“I know,” he nodded. “I know.”


“(Y/N), you’re going to be fine,” your best friend, Sarah, told you for the fortieth time. You were strolling through the park, waiting in bated breath for your timer to run out. 5 minutes. You had five minutes. Your heart raced at the speed of light, and you felt like you might pass out. You were wearing a dress, a cute short lacy blue dress and black flats. Your hair was curled, thanks to Sarah, and your makeup was perfect.

“He’s going to love you.” she reassured you, rubbing your back. “I’ll wait for you over there by that tree,” she pointed to the tree near the base of the bridge. “And good luck. But it’s not like you’ll need it.”

Sarah walked away, her long curly red hair bouncing with every step. You glanced at your wrist, staring at the glowing numbers. You got chills. Any minute now.


Steve looked up to the bridge and swallowed nervously. He adjusted his collar and gripped the bouquet of flowers he had brought tight. A red-haired girl sitting under a tree looked up from her book.

“Are you here to meet a soulmate?” she asked excitedly. Steve nodded nervously. Bucky smiled softly. “My friend (Y/N)’s up there on the bridge. She only has a few minutes left.”

“So does he,” Bucky nudged him forward. “Go on, buddy.”

“O-okay,” he nodded and started walking towards you hesitantly. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears. He was shaking, blushing, nervous. He felt like he was going to throw up, but he didn’t. He couldn’t. Not now.

Once he was standing beside you, he tapped your shoulder. In that instant, both of your timers dinged together as they reached zero simultaneously.

“H-hi,” you greeted shyly, smiling brightly as you met his eyes. He smiled back.

“I’m Steve. Steve Rogers,” He introduced.

“(Y/N) (L/N),” you replied. He held out his hand to shake yours but you pulled him into a hug instead, holding him tightly. His eyes widened, not expecting to be accepted by you so quickly, but he embraced you nonetheless, his heart racing. “I was worried I would never meet you,” You admitted, beginning to cry tears of relief. “So, so worried something would go wrong. I didn’t get a minute of sleep last night.”

“Neither did I,” he admitted softly, burying his head in your hair. He couldn’t believe you were here. He couldn’t believe you were real and in his arms and so soft and warm. He held onto you like he would never get another chance. “I can’t believe you’re real. And you’re so, so beautiful,”

“Thank you,” You smiled, still not letting go. “Can I just hug you forever?”

“That’s fine with me.”

“Come on, lovebirds,” Bucky called from the tree. “Do you want to go out for lunch, or what?”

“That’s Bucky,” Steve explained. You finally stopped hugging him and just took a good long look at him. He was adorable. You didn’t care that he was kind of short or kind of skinny. He was your soulmate, and there was no one on earth you’d rather spend the rest of your life with.

Fic: Creeper (Part 3)

Summary: The conclusion of “Creeper,” but can totally be read on its own as a separate one-shot. It’s time for Dan to go home, and nobody is happy about it.
Word Count: 2,216
Rating: Teen
Tags: Fluff, 2009 Phan, Non-explicit sexy times, Sad bois
Author’s Note: After all that work on my phan timeline, I’m too lazy to look up what time Dan’s train was actually scheduled to leave Manchester on October 21. For the purposes of this fic, I’m saying sometime in the late afternoon. It’s fiction, ya know?

[Chronological list of all fic posts in the Creeper series]

Creeper Part 1
Creeper Part 2

Sofa to Manchester Piccadilly

Dan’s train home isn’t until Sunday afternoon, so they decided to spend that last morning cuddled on the sofa, marathoning old Buffy episodes, because they’ve both seen them before and so it doesn’t matter if they miss long sections of plot when they start making out.

Which happens frequently.

Phil lies on the couch with Dan lying on top of him, a blanket pulled over them for warmth … though they’re doing a pretty good job of generating their own warmth whenever Dan initiates another bout of kissing.

“I don’t want you to leave,” Phil says softly while Buffy and her pals are battling some Native American ghosts over Thanksgiving dinner on the television screen. His arms are around Dan, but he’s making sure not to hold him too tightly, like Dan is made of something delicate and breakable. This whole weekend, he’s been careful to let Dan set the pace of things between them, not wanting to spook him, not wanting to push him into anything he isn’t ready for.

And it seems that what Dan is ready for is lots and lots of kissing.

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hoteldumorts  asked:

Concept: Magnus and Alec doing that thing where one of them will squish the other's face between their hands and coo "YOU ARE SO CUTE MY LITTLE CUTIE PIE" and the other is trying to smile but can't and they're like "I can't breathe" as the one squishing their cheeks is kissing them and nuzzling their nose


but also like omg imagine them waking up together and alec is still super tired bc he is not a morning person at all but they have to be somewhere and alec is literally like still half asleep and every time magnus tries to get out of bed alec keeps pulling him back with his eyes still closed and then magnus finally gets him to like sit up but then when he tries to get out of bed again alec pulls him back in and hugs him and is like “i’m never ever ever ever letting you go, you’re staying here forever and ever with me, mine and mine only!!” and magnus is laughing like “alexander we have to go, we’re gonna be late-” “I don’t careeee!! They’ll understand when they see how cute you are!! you’re so cute magnus so so cute!! did you know that? so cute, so so cute…” and then he moves away a little and he grabs his face randomly and squishes it and is is just like mumbling at magnus with a super tired voice like “you are so so cute, my little cutie pie, i love you and your cute face!!!” and magnus is like muffled laughing and he’s like “aleg i gant  preath” but alec is just nuzzling his nose and kissing his eyes and his forehead and then he lets go of magnus’s face and he wraps his arms and legs around him and buries his face in magnus’s neck and is like “i’m gonna stay like this forever” and magnus just hugs him back as he’s smiling at the 6 foot tall dork in his arms and he can’t believe he’s this happy and he’s so in love with this idiot and yeah i’m gonna go jump off a cliff now

anonymous asked:

So I saw a pic you reblogged from srubox the other day (The one that had angry/sad Tom that said you promised on it) And was wondering if you could do a fanfic based on it?

Of course I can! I loved that picture! @sburbox is an amazing artist! I love all their work! I hope you enjoy the story! I worked really hard on it!

“Y-you’re leaving?” Tom’s eyes widened and he took a few steps back. Marco frowned and looked away. Tom shook his head over and over again. “No! No, no, no, no, no…” He rambled on and on, running his fingers through his hair. “When… when will I see you again?” Tom asked, though he already knew the answer.

“Oh Tom,” Marco whispered his name pitifully and the demon burst out into tears.

“No, don’t say it like that. You always say it like that what you tell me something I don’t wanna hear. Don’t say it like that I’m begging you not to say it like that.” Tom pleaded. Marco bit his lip to keep from crying and Tom shook his head. “It’s true, you’re leaving, you’re really leaving for good?” he asked. Marco couldn’t bring himself to respond, so he just nodded, forcing the tears back himself.

“Tom, I’m sorry.” Marco told him. He reached out to hold the demon’s hand, but Tom ripped away. His eyes lit up and angry red color and he kept shaking his head.

“No! No, no, no, no, no! You promised!” Tom yelled at him. Marco fell back and Tom conjured fire to swirl all around him. He looked furious, but what really cut Marco deep was the tears falling out of Tom’s eyes. “You promised me! You promised me you’d never leave me! You promised I’d never be alone again!” He sobbed, still furious though.

“Tom please listen to me!” Marco begged. “I don’t want to go! I have no choice!” He cried. Tom gritted his teeth and turned away.

“Marco please!” He begged quietly. “Please… I can’t be all alone again I can’t…” Tom closed his eyes to try and stop some of the tears from falling out, but it didn’t help. “Please don’t break your promise.” He pleaded.

“Tom, I don’t want to leave you! I want to stay with you, and I want to love you and keep my promise but-”

“NO!” Tom screamed. “It doesn’t matter! You’re leaving! You’re leaving me!” He raged. Tom’s flames picked up and he kept shaking his head. “I can’t believe I trusted you! I can’t believe I let you love me! I can’t… I can’t… I can’t lose you…” Tom’s fire and rage melted away, leaving him to stand there all alone with tears flooding down his face. “I need you Marco… please don’t break your promise.” He begged. Marco ran to the demon and wrapped him up in a hug. Tom just held him tightly and sobbed. “You promised me you’d never leave me… I don’t wanna be all alone again Marco please don’t go, please.” Tom rambled. Marco hushed him and held the demon tight.

“Tom, it’s okay.” He soothed. “It’s all going to be okay.” He hushed the lavender demon and stroked his hair, covering him in little kisses. Tom relished in the contact for a while before biting his lip and pulling away.

“I-I can’t.” He mumbled. “Just… just go I… I can’t keep getting close just to have you leave me.” Tom blubbered. He covered his face with his hands and continued to sob. Marco heart broke, watching the person he loved so much break down into pieces. “Is there… is there no way you can stay?” Tom asked, his eyes filled with tears. Marco sniffled himself and shook his head. He moved back to the demon.

“I… maybe one day I’ll come home.” He tried. Tom just sobbed harder and clung onto Marco desperately.

“You promised.” He whispered. Marco squeezed his eyes shut and nodded.

“I know I did.” He whispered back. “But I can’t stay here.” Marco told him. Tom pulled away and walked over to face away from Marco. “Tom? Tom, please look at me.” Marco begged. Tom whipped around and dashed into the human’s arms.

“I’m coming with you.” He declared. Marco gasped and then shook his head.

“No, no, no, no.” Marco repeated over and over. “No way am I letting you do that. I need to know you’re home, and I need to know you’re safe.” Marco explained. Tom gritted his teeth and turned away, shaking his head.

“You promised me we’d be together, and I promised you too!” Tom cried. “I-I want to keep my promise too! Wherever you go I’ll go with you, I’m going with you.” He repeated. Marco reached over and took the demon’s face in his hands.

“It’ll be dangerous.” Marco told him. Tom shook his head and just clung onto Marco tighter. “Tom please, I-I don’t even know if they’ll let a demon there, I don’t know how they’ll treat you. What if we get there and you’re miserable?”

“I won’t me! I’ll have you!” Tom exclaimed.

“But what if you hate it there! And what if you resent me for that?” Marco asked, sobbing himself now. Tom fell back.

“You… you’re afraid I’ll hate you?” Tom asked. Marco sobbed and nodded. Tom all the sudden got an angry look and ignited once again. “Marco! You wanted to LEAVE me forever because you were afraid I’d HATE you! How could you break your promise over something so… STUPID!” Tom screamed. “I could never, EVER hate you!” Tom’s flames died down and he grabbed Marco, hugging him tight. “Never, I could never hate you! Never! I don’t care where I go, as long as I’m with you I’m happy!” Tom declared. He then let a sad smile cross his mouth. “And how dare you try to abandon me because of that unrealistic fear.” He teased. Marco finally let himself laugh a bit and took a breath.

“You jerk.” He teased. Tom laughed and pressed his head against Marco’s, hugging him close and letting more tears fall.

“You know I’ll always love you, no matter what I’ll love you. Do I not show it enough?” Tom asked. Marco shook his head.

“No, no you show me plenty.” he swore. “You’re more than enough and I… I should have known but… I just want you to be happy.” He explained. Tom gave Marco a deep kiss.

“I will be, as long as I’m with you.” He whispered. “Please… let me stay?” he begged. Marco sniffled and nodded.

“How can I say ‘no’ to you?”

You hugged me today. 3 times to be exact. I love being in your arms. If I could, I’d hug you forever and never let go. Your chin rested on the top of my head as I nuzzled into your neck. Please never let me go.
—  hugs // 2:23pm
Grace-Chapter 12

Madison huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. “You better have bought a dog house big enough for you to sleep in.”

“Oh c’mon, Maddie.” Chris chuckled. “He’ll help Grace sleep at night. Every girl needs a dog.”

“It’s every boy needs a dog,” Madison huffed, “And I can’t take care of a puppy. Especially a golden retriever! They chew everything, Chris!”

“But he’s so cute!” Chris held the puppy up to her face.

“All puppies are! Oh my God, Chris, do not tell me that puppy has a dog tag that’s a Captain America shield.” She rubbed her forehead.

“His name is Mushu.” Chris said setting the puppy on his living room floor.

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Request: So I kinda rushed when I saw that requests were open but I would like to request a Newt imagine where the reader gets knocked out and has a coma but when she wakes up she loses her memory and Newt is heart broken and he has to guide the reader through everything they’ve been through. Thank youu💕

Warnings: none?

Everything was such a blur. You couldn’t remember a single thing. Nothing at all. All you knew at the moment was that you were laying down, and someone was in the room you were in. Your eyes were still closed, but you were awake.

You fidgeted slightly, making a small moan. You could hear the other person rush over to you.

“Y/N?” They spoke. It was a male voice, heavily accented. “Baby, it’s okay. Open your eyes.”

The word baby really set you off. Who was calling you such a pet name? 

Your eyes opened slowly, things being blurry. Everything came into focus, and that’s when you saw the dirty blond haired boy. And the first words out of your mouth…

“Don’t… Don’t call me baby.” Your voice was croaky, you hardly recognized it. It sounded so hoarse.

The boy standing above you looked so hurt. It was clear you had hurt his feelings. But you didn’t know what you said wrong.

“You don’t remember…?” The boy asked. You shook your head. You had no recollection of anything. “You don’t know who I am? Who you are? Where you are?”

Again, you shook your head. “I know who I am. I know I live inside the Glade, but I can’t remember what it looks like. But no, I don’t know who you are, sorry.”

The boy looked beyond devastated. He couldn’t believe that you couldn’t remember who he was. After everything you two had been through, and you couldn’t remember.

“Um…” He started again, “you’ve been in a coma for a month after a bad accident. Uh, I’m… I’m your boyfriend, Newt.”

“Boyfriend? You’re my boyfriend?”

From that moment on, Newt knew he was going to have a lot to work with.

After the Med-jacks had cleared you, saying you were fine to move around, Newt was by your side no matter what. At first it really annoyed you, but you kept reminding yourself that you were supposedly his girlfriend. He was only trying to help.

“This is Frypan, he’s the cook. We get our meat from over there, where Winston will slice ‘em up for Frypan…” Newt continued showing you all the different areas and boys in the Glade. It all seemed so familiar, but it still wasn’t clear. Like an itch at the back of your head.

“Okay, and then where do you and I fit in?” You finally asked, wanting to say something.

“Well I’m Second-in-Command, and you’re a Builder. That’s how you had your accident. You fell.”

“Okay… but how do you and I fit?” 

It clicked in Newt’s head what you actually meant. He pulled you aside, holding your hand. You both sat down in the shade, away from all the boys.

“We came here about three years ago. Alby, Minho, Frypan, me, and a few others were some of the very first boys to arrive. Then the arrival after our group was you. You were scared, and for some reason only trusted me. You wouldn’t leave my side sometimes, it was so cute.” Newt grinned at the memory.

You stared into Newt’s eyes, seeing the small amount of glee in them when talking about you and him. He was telling the truth, not just making stuff up. You found him adorable.

“After you warmed up to our small lot, you got along with everyone, but you still always came to me at the end of the day. You’d tell me anything I missed when we weren’t together. I was–am your best friend. And eventually we ended up together.”

“Have we done anything exciting?”

Newt thought about it. There was a small silent. Part of it was from because he didn’t know what to tell you. The other part was because you had taken his hands in yours. The butterflies in his stomach were wild. 

“We usually stick to routine. Sometimes we slip away to be alone. We have fun every once in a while, but other than that, nothing special… I guess the most exciting thing–as horrid as this’ll sound–was when I jumped off the wall. We weren’t together yet, but you were first on the scene.”

Your eyes went wide, feeling Newt tense up. “You attempted suicide? What kind of idiot does that? Newt, what in hell were you thinking!” You smacked his shoulder, but Newt couldn’t help but chuckle. You had said the same exact thing to him once he was conscious from his fall.

“Even when you don’t remember you’re still same old Y/N.”

A few weeks had gone by. you stayed by Newt’s side, and day-by-day your memory slowly came back. You first remembered Frypan and his cooking style. Then you remembered Minho and his sarcasm. Gally and Ben who always worked beside you. You seemed to have remembered everything but Newt. But you were getting there. A few memories came back about him. Like his suicide attempt. And how you stayed by his side when you first entered the Glade. He really was your best friend.

“Newt!” You jumped on him, waking him up. It was late at night.

“Huh? What? Is something wrong?” You woke, fully alert. 

“Newt, I missed you so much,” you cheered. You grabbed his face with your hands, pecking his face all over with your lips. “I missed you, I missed you, I missed you.”

Newt’s heart pounded hard in his chest. His eyes were wide and he went numb with excitement. You remembered him. You fully remembered him, and were kissing him. You hadn’t kissed since waking up, too afraid to. But he finally wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly and never letting go. 

“You remember me? Us? All of it?” You nodded your head. The smile on Newt’s face was so hue and bright He planted a huge kiss on you, wanting to kiss you forever.

“I’m sorry I forgot.”

“No, no. It’s okay, you just had an accident. Everything is okay now.”

You smiled at Newt, never tearing away from his eyes. You kissed him once more before cuddling next to him in his bed, and falling back asleep.

Five More Minutes (Short oneshot)

Summary: Becca’s first day of school!

Warning: Fluffy dad!bucky, like this is so fluffy i can’t handle it. 

Little Rebecca frowned at the form of her sleeping father. His hair was sprawled out, metal arm resting on his stomach while the other was behind his head, mouth hung open as he snored.
She had been trying to get her father to wake up for the last 10 minutes but her attempts were useless. So she did the only thing a 5 year could think of and stuck her finger up his nose.
Bucky’s eyes shot open to get a good look at his daughter who was already looking down at him laughing.
“Wake up daddy! I have to go to school. It’s my first day!” She exclaimed as she sat on his stomach, jumping up and down.
“Hmmm. Five more minutes Becca, please.” Bucky groaned and closed his eyes again but they soon shot open again once her tiny little fingers connected to the sides of his stomach, both their laughter filling the room.
“Okay! Okay! I’m up I swear.”

“Daddy that’s enough, I have to go! I’m gonna be late.” Becca said as she crossed her arms, a little scowl on her face as she looked into Bucky’s camera.
“Fine.” Bucky sighed as he put the phone back into his pocket and kneeled down to his daughter’s level. You had made him promise to take as many pictures as he could, seeing as you were away on a mission and couldn’t be there. Plus who could blame him? He was a parent, it was his only child’s first day of school and she looked so cute in her little uniform and pigtails.
“C'mere baby girl.” Bucky stretched his arms out and laughed as his daughter threw herself into his hold making him fall onto the concrete.
“I love you daddy.” She whispered lightly into his ear, her little arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Bucky almost cried at the words as he hugged her back, afraid to let her go.
“I love you Rebecca Barnes. Always and forever.”
“Forever and always.” When Bucky pulled back his daughters blue eyes were filled with tears, threatening to spill. His heart clenched at the sight and he almost scooped her up and took her back home where she belonged. But he knew you would kill him if you were to find out so he mustered up the little strength he had left and smirked at his clone.
“Go get em tiger.”
  Bucky had never smiled harder then he did now at the sight of his little girl running towards her teacher.

Originally posted by sebastianobrien

Asexual Relationship W/Tony Headcanons

• When you tell him you’re asexual he’s a big caught off guard
• After some research and answered questions from the rest of the team Tony understands
• Bruce and Nat probably explain it to him
• Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean he loves you any less
• He wants you to be comfortable and always asks for permission before doing anything
• He’s the big spoon when you cuddle, kissing your shoulder and whispering jokes in your ear
• When you two hold hands you’re basically stuck forever
• He never wants to let go and will go out of his way not to
• Forehead kisses
• Sometimes he can get a bit unsure of himself in the relationship and will ask you if you love him even though he knows you do
• He’s unbelievably proud of you
• And is always ready to fight someone when they make any remark about asexuals/asexuality
• Long surprise hugs
• He serenades you with any random song
• Like not even love songs, it could be a rock song or an 80’s disco song
• Pajama dates with classic movies
• He ends up quoting the majority of the movie
• Blanket forts
• Also fancy dates to classy restaraunts and trips around the world
• Cute nicknames
• Knowing he loves you no matter what
• Looking at cute animals together
• He builds you your super cool suit/gadgets of protection
• Also cute surprises like little robots that remind him of you
• He can be a teensy bit jealous when someone gets too close and will kiss your cheek just to show someone you’re his partner
• He loves loves loves celebrating Asexual Awareness Week!
• Just so much love and understanding in general