i already got spoiled actually but i refuse to see any more

anonymous asked:

I really enjoy reading your head canons 💖 this is my first time so could I request RFA V+Saeran reacting to an mc who's really into makeup and mc wanting to do their makeup? Thank you 💖


  • If MC asked if she could do his makeup, he’d probably be kind of reluctant
  • Just because he’s never worn makeup before, and he’s not sure if it’s appropriate for a guy to wear, even if it’s coming off right after
  • MC does up his makeup, and it’s so pretty, she has to take pictures
  • Then, she cleans it off of him (he kind of likes this part, despite himself) and whips out a completely different set of makeup, but refuses to explain
  • As she’s doing his makeup again, she keeps looking at a reference on her phone
  • When she’s done, she takes more pictures, then reveals to Yoosung she made him look like one of the top-tier bosses in LOLOL
  • He’s so excited by it that he willing posts the pictures and changes his profile picture online ^^


  • Even before they started dating, Jaehee noticed that, although MC never mentioned makeup, she never wore it the same way two days in a row
  • Like, it’s a different style or set of colors, and usually matches to MC’s outfits
  • Whenever Jaehee compliments or verbally acknowledges her makeup, MC smiles really big and Jaehee’s heart melts a little
  • Once they do start dating, Jaehee asks if MC will do her makeup and MC is just like, “My time has come!”
  • They set a day, MC brings more stuff that Jaehee thought she would, and MC makes a look for Jaehee that, when they do a selfie and post it to the Messenger, the guys almost don’t recognize her
  • Jaehee absolutely adores doing girly things like makeup with MC, and never quite gets into it the same way, but loves how enthusiastic MC is


  • He probably dotes on everything MC says, so when she starts talking make up, he talks brands used by the theater, and styles he’s seen for different shows
  • he totally has selfies of himself in some of those different styles, which makes MC freak out in excitement because it’s so cool
  • They swap some makeup tips, and when MC asks to do Zen’s makeup for fun, he agrees
  • After all, as an actor, he’s used to it (wouldn’t put it past him to wear makeup outside of the house, tbh, but nothing obvious)
  • So he just sits and waits patiently as she does his makeup, occasionally putting his hands on her hips or waist or something because she’s so close and he just wants to touch her
  • When she’s done, he’s very impressed and loves it
  • Maybe he even asks her to teach him so he can do it for her
  • MC is so enthusiastic, he can’t help but smile and gaze on adoringly


  • The moment he heard MC say, “I just love makeup” very casually, he was ready to buy MC a bunch
  • Jumin buys the best stuff, but also the colors that best go with MC’s features and coloring
  • He also gets her a ton of supplies so she can do it however she wants with any tool she could need
  • MC feels so spoiled and pampered, but she adores this and him
  • She’d probably ask if she could do his makeup when he had a day off so that could monopolize him and also do his makeup as wild as she wanted
  • He agrees out of curiosity, and is surprised by the end results
  • Then she tells him to close his eyes again, he does, she cleans some of the makeup off, then draws something, and when he checks the mirror again, she’s drawn cat whiskers and a little nose on him
  • He’s amused, pulls her into his lap and offers to draw whiskers on her as well


  • Oh please, the moment Saeyoung sees all her makeup, color varieties, etc, he asks her to do his makeup
  • Of course, he also wants to return the favor
  • So Saeyoung and MC end up sitting on the couch, doing each other’s makeup, little by little
  • And of course, Saeyoung thinks he looks adorable and loves what she did
  • They dress up to match their makeup and take a picture together, blowing kisses at the camera, then post it to the chats
  • They make it a regular thing to do makeup together or for each other, sometimes it’s ridiculous and fun, sometimes it’s down right sexy
    • One time they dressed up as nurses, and did really pretty, natural, cute makeup with highlights in pink and such
    • Another time they dragged Saeran in and did face paints, so Saeran was a tiger, Saeyoung a red panda, and MC a leopard (and they even had kitty ears and tails to match) (Saeran was so embarrassed and some candid shots from the photo shoot were of Saeran trying to smash the camera)
    • Clowns, they definitely dressed up as clowns
  • Usually, though, it’s just pretty stuff, contouring practice, etc


  • Well, being mostly blind he doesn’t have to worry about anything getting too close to his eye
  • He doesn’t get to see her wear makeup , but he loves hearing her describe her makeup for the day
  • The first time she does his makeup (he thought it’d be fun) he almost had a sensation overload because she kept touching his face so gently
  • One or twice they go out with him wearing makeup because his glasses cover up the obvious stuff
  • When he gets his eyes fixed, he still asks her to describe her makeup before he sees it
  • He still enjoys her applying makeup to him, even if he doesn’t wear it out anymore, as it’s very soothing


  • he already steals MC’s eyeliner
  • Okay, but Saeran probably knows how much she spends on makeup
  • But for some reason, he actually finds it kind of soothing to watch MC do her makeup
  • Like, it’s so basic and routine for her, picking colors (once he starts observing her, she starts asking his opinions), switching between brushes and tools, and just applying everything
  • The monotony and simplicity is probably what does it
  • One day, she waits for him in the bathroom, a brush in hand, and says, “Your turn.”
  • She got some makeup specifically for him, and, after a little pushing and prodding, Saeran sits down and lets MC apply his makeup
  • She gave him a punk look with the dark eyeliner and mascara and all that
  • Saeran likes it more than he wants to admit, so he washes most of the makeup off, but leaves the eye stuff in tact claiming, “it’s hard to get off”
  • he’s not wrong, but MC sees right through him and says nothing
The daughter's burden

Batfam X reader
Description: reader is Bruce’s actual daughter and doesn’t know about the “night jobs” that the family has. Requested.
A/n: this can end 2 ways. Really bad or really good. We’ll see. Sorry it’s long

Y/n L/n, the true daughter of Bruce Wayne. The media was having a field day when they realized that he actually had another kid. Your mom had recently died of cancer and you had never known your father. You had found a letter from her explaining your parentage and when you showed it to the woman in charge of your foster home, she had insisted on a DNA test. The results were positive.

Now here you are in a mansion with a butler, a father you never knew, and four brothers to top it off. The oldest one Dick seemed nice but you had met many people who had pretended to be nice to you to get stuff, so naturally you didn’t trust him.

Jason was…. Jason. He had been really sarcastic and rude, but the others had said he was like that with everyone and not to take it personally. Tim looked at you for five minutes (creep alert!) before shaking his head and looked at your father. “Please tell me it’s not another demon spawn.”

He was lucky that you didn’t want to get kicked out.

Damian was by far the worst of all of them. He glared at you and when he shook your hand, he tried to crush it. When you winced, he smirked and made a “tt” sound.

“Anything wrong, L/n?” He asked coldly. You glared at him with a fire in your eyes before yanking your hand out of his grip.

“You mean other than the fact that you’re an asshole? Nope, everything’s fine.” You responded. Tim laughed so hard that a tear went down his face. Damian growled before leaning close.

“Don’t test me, L/n. I can and will make your life a living hell if you annoy me too much.” He said and walked away. You kept your expression blank, not wanting the others to see you scared.

Alfred put his hand on your shoulder. “Come miss y/n. I’ll show you to your room.” He said. You looked at your new family and sighed. You had actually been hoping this would work out but now it seemed that you shouldn’t have gotten your hopes up.

“I know it’s hard to adjust, but they’ll warm up to you eventually. Master Grayson is genuinely the nice one despite your misconception that he’s leading you on. Master Todd just has a lot of anger in his heart and he tends to take it out on others.

“Master Drake is kind and he didn’t mean to offend you with his comment. I personally believe that all the coffee in his system is making him a bit too blunt. Master Damian had a harsh childhood with his mother and is scared that his father will one day stop loving him and will replace him. That’s why he was so rude.” Alfred explained.

You nodded at his words but couldn’t help still feeling bitter. “Thanks Mr. Alfred. I’m just not used to this. It used to be me and my mom but now I’m in a huge family with people who only tolerate me because of a mistake that one person made.” You said.

Alfred shook his head. “Miss y/n, you are not a mistake and don’t think of yourself as one. The boys do like you its just that they’re not showing it. Also you don’t have to call me mister. Just Alfred will do.”

He left the room and you flopped on your bed. You buried your face in your pillow and screamed your frustration out.

“Move L/n. I won’t ask you again.” Damian threatened as he tried to get around you. You were standing in the doorway, holding on to your frame as tight as you could. You didn’t want the boy to grab the notebook you had thrown into the room in front of you.

It had been your mother’s sketchbook and you had been looking at it when Damian tried to grab it from you. You fought him off but he had been very insistent. Now you were blocking his entrance, hoping he’d just give up but damn was the boy stubborn.

“No! You have no right to look at it unless I say you can and I’m not giving you permission!” You shouted.

“I wasn’t asking!” He growled as he pushed at your back. He stopped for a second and you thought that he had given up. Boy, were you wrong.

Damian reached his arm under yours and wrapped it around you. He started trying to pull you out of the doorframe. You were swearing so badly, you would’ve made Jason blush.

“What are you two doing?!” Your father shouted as he saw what his children were doing. Damian let go of you and pointed accusingly.

“She stole my sketchbook and was threatening to destroy it! Just ask the others, she was chasing me all over the house to get it.” Damian shouted. You growled.

“You fucking liar! That sketchbook was my mother’s and it’s one of the few things I have left of her. He grabbed it out of my hands and kept looking at it.”

Bruce sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose to delay the inevitable headache. “Which one of you am I supposed to believe? You both are saying it’s yours and neither of you have any proof.”

You wanted to whack your head off of something to show your frustration. “Just look inside the cover. My mother’s name should be in there.”

Bruce walked over to the book and picked it up. He opened it and walked over to the two of you. He looked right at you but handed it to Damian.

“What?! Let me see that right now!” You grabbed the book and opened it. There where your mom’s name was supposed to be was a streak of whiteout with Damian’s name in cursive right below it.

“You asshole! You white outed her name!” You shouted as you felt tears coming on. You flipped through the pages desperately, trying to prove it. “See this flower? She drew it for me on my birthday. And this sketch of the library? It took her a year to do because it’s so detailed. I was with her every time she sat down to draw it.”

Damian snorted. “The flower is from the garden outside. We have those roses in a great number. The library was my drawing and not many have the same attention to detail that I do.” He said to his father.

“I’m sorry y/n, but I believe Damian. You are quite creative though. I understand that you’re going through a hard time right now but that is no reason to steal other’s property and claim it as your own.” Your father said. You couldn’t even look at him.

You ran away from him and up to your room. You stayed in there and sobbed until you heard a knock on the door. You opened it and saw Jason there.

“What do you want?” You spat at him. His eyes widened slightly before narrowing.

“I was going to tell you that dinner was ready but since you’re being such a bitch you can just starve.” He said as he walked away.

“Hey! What makes you think you can talk to me like that!” You shouted at him. He turned around.

“I’m sorry princess.” He spat. “I didn’t realize that it only would take you a day to turn into a spoiled rich brat just like Damian.”

“I’m nothing like Damian!” You growled. “Oh yeah? You have more in common than you think. You’re both annoying and spoiled. Both of your mothers got knocked up by Bruce and he didn’t realize you existed until you got dumped on his doorstep. The only main difference is Damian actually has a place here. You don’t.” He said as he walked away.

You went down to dinner five minutes later, still fuming. You sat between Dick and Tim since they hadn’t pissed you off yet. Yet being the keyword.

Tim was looking in a book and you didn’t realize which one it was until he started complimenting Damian. You looked over and saw your mother’s notebook and you saw red. That’s when you remembered the one picture in the far back.

You grabbed the sketchbook out of Tim’s hands. He made a protest but you were already flipping to the last page. There was a picture of you that was highly detailed. Your mother always said it was her favorite one.

You stood up and showed it to the table. “See, this really was my mother’s! I was right all along.” You said. Tim rolled his eyes.

“Good for you. Now sit down and shut up. The sooner I can eat in peace the sooner I can go back to my laptop.” He muttered. You and Dick both heard him though. You got up and started walking away from the table.

“Y/n, where are you going? Come back here and stop making a scene.” Bruce said. You turned around slowly and showed him your favorite finger.

“I’m making a scene? Really? I’m making a scene just by proving that I’m right and refusing to deal with all this bullshit all of you are giving me? If anyone is making a scene it’s your sons, not me. They’ve been on my case the minute I got here and you do nothing but take their side. That’s it, I’m done.” You said as you walked to your room. Bruce sighed.

“Master Dick, please go make sure miss y/n is alright. I’ll stay here and explain to the others what mistakes they have made.” Alfred said as he came in the room. Bruce looked at him gratefully.

“Thanks Alfred.” Alfred glared at him. “Don’t thank me yet, master Bruce. I believe that you need to learn how to treat your daughter correctly, unless you want her to end up hating you. Although if that is indeed your goal, I’d say you did a fine job.” ****

Dick knocked on the door and heard a quiet sobbing stop. “Go away!” Y/n shouted at him.

“Y/n, please let me in. I just want to talk.” He said. “No you don’t! You just want to tell me that I’m horrible and that I don’t belong here.” You cried.

Dick sighed. “I was hoping I wouldn’t have to do this y/n. If you’re near the door, either unlock it or stand back because one way or another I’m coming in to talk to you.”

“Fine.” You said as you unlocked your door. Dick walked in and you readied yourself for the insults. They never came. Dick wrapped his arms around you as tight as he could. When he let go, he looked at your open suitcase on your bed.

“Going somewhere?” He asked. You looked down at your feet. “I’m leaving. I hate it here and no one has been nice to me except for you and Alfred. My life has been so messed up since mom died, I figured it can’t be much worse out there.”

“Y/n, you do realize that this is the crime capital of the world, right? What on earth makes you think you’ll be safe out on the streets all by yourself?” Dick asked. You sighed and ran your hands through your h/c hair.

“I’m going to tell you a secret. You have to promise not to tell anyone else, ok?” You said. Dick nodded and you closed your eyes. A warm light filled the room and he looked down at your hand and realized that there was fire in it. He took a few steps back, startled.

“See? I can protect myself. Now I have even more of a reason to leave because you’ll probably sell me to some freak show or a lab. Besides, I got some friends in the narrows that’ll help me out.” You said as you began to pack again.

“Are you sure that you want to do this, y/n?” Dick asked and you nodded. “Fine. Go through the back yard and be careful with the fence. Don’t directly touch the spokes at the top because they’re made to shock people and it sets off an alarm. After that, follow the main road and you’ll end up right in the city.”

You looked at him strangely. “Why’re you helping me?”

“Because you’ll leave either way, and I can’t sneak you out right now. Promise me that when you find a place, you’ll send me the address so I can make sure you’re okay.”

“I promise.”

“Master Bruce, you have to realize that Miss Y/n is still grieving over her mother. Her mother was the only person in her life that truly cared for her. According to the principal at y/n’s old school, the other students didn’t get along with her. She had no other family. So when her mother got sick, there was no one to take care of her. They used up all of their savings on treatments and y/n’s mother still went into a coma.

“What the hospital never told anyone, master Bruce, was that miss y/n made the decision to take her mother off life support. They had no money left, the doctors said that it’d be better to let her die than to force her to stay alive and in pain. So y/n said to do it. And unlike you, master Bruce, there is no one she can blame for her mother’s death. You always had the reassurance that you weren’t the cause of your parents’ deaths, it was a cold blooded murderer. Y/n thinks it’s her fault and has no one to tell her otherwise.” Alfred explained.

Bruce looked down in shame. “I didn’t know. She never told me.”

“And why would she? Why would she tell a man who she just met that happens to be her father, that she thinks that she is the reason her mother is dead? You boys didn’t help at all. Master Damian, I understand that you are the one who is so scared that your father will replace you, but he won’t. That will never happen. Masters Tim and Jason however, have no good reason for this behavior.”

Jason looked at Tim and they had a silent conversation for a few seconds before Jason sighed. “We looked at the file B had set up for y/n and it said that he wanted to see how much verbal attacks she could take before she broke. We both knew he’d ask us eventually so we did it in advance.” He confessed.

Alfred gave them all a cold hard glare. “I am severely disappointed in all of you. How could you all do this to a young girl who already feels alone in this world? There are no words to convey how ashamed I am that after all this time, you were no better than the villains you fight at night. You both target the innocent and push them to the breaking point. How much longer before you start being more like them?”

He walked out of the room and they all were ashamed of themselves. Damian got up and started walking towards the stairs.

“Where are you going, hell spawn?” Jason asked. “To apologize to my sister and show her the real reason I took the sketchbook. I drew a picture of the whole family and wanted to stick it in there to prove that she was one of us. I wanted to plan a party for her since she is the only other true blood. I figured that by being cruel, she would never suspect a thing. I was right and I’m sad that I was.”

They all followed the youngest up to your room. Dick was out in the hall, leaning his back against your door. They saw a few tears trickle down his face.

“Dick what’s wrong?” Tim asked. Dick glared at them. “She’s gone. She wanted to leave so I helped her because I saw what you were doing to her. She told me her plan and I can tell by only a few bits of it, you’re never going to find her unless y/n wants to be found.”

Bruce looked at his oldest son. “Why did you do it? We were coming up here to apologize and try to fix everything. But instead you decided to let a teenage girl loose in Gotham with no means of protection?”

“Oh she’ll be fine. Can’t say the same for anyone that messes with her. I’m going home now too because I can’t stand to look at all of you anymore. Because of all of you, my new sister, who’s only been here for two days, is gone.”

A/n: I’m sorry it was so long, and it sucked. The boys were too out of character and the situation was stupid to begin with. I’m sorry. There could be a part 2 but I doubt anyone will want it.

Forgive or Forget III

Forgive or Forget III
[Mutually putting forth and effort. Simon D & Christian]

◇ Forgive or Forget I  ◇ Forgive or Forget II

You shuffled around with your paperwork on your desk, trying to gather the new contract for your last client of the day. On one end you liked being able to leave work early for a meeting, on the other end sometimes these new client meetings could last longer than your actual shift. But anything to solidify a new partnership.

Looking at your watch you groaned. If you could wrap up this meeting in about an hour then you’d have plenty of time to stop at the grocery store and pick up Kiseok’s favorites for dinner.

But something told you that this client was going to be a pain in the ass. He already had so many demands, one of which being that you had to meet him at his restaurant of choice.

Walking out of your building, you hailed a taxi and gave Kiseok another call just to check in, to your surprise he actually answered.

“Kiseok!” you grinned brightly. “I missed you”

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Nursery News- Derek Hale

Originally posted by hoechlder

Request// Oh! For the Derek as a dad week You could do one where Derek knows you’re pregnant (like you smell different from the pregnancy hormones or something) and he surprises you by making a nursery and that’s how you find out you’re pregnant with his kid? - @lillimay99

*What a fun way to kick off the week! Thank you guys for all the request and I hope you enjoy this as much as I did. xoxo*

Derek and you had promised to keep no secrets from one another since the beginning of your relationship, but this would be the only exception. It would only be for a short period of time and the “consequences” are something he’s wanted for years now: you were pregnant with his child.

He had a sneaking suspicion for the past two weeks, but it wasn’t until today that he was sure. It all started when your smell was different than normal. Usually, you’d smell like a mix of apples and his own smell, but now he could smell a hormone that he knew but couldn’t put a finger on (now, he knew it was the same scent his mother had when she was pregnant with Cora). It didn’t make sense until he heard another heartbeat. The first couple nights, he thought it had been an intruder in the house and would search around the house on high alert. He had never smiled brighter than when he realized the heartbeat was coming right from your stomach while you slept.

The big question was how was he going to tell you that you were carrying his child? An opportunity like this wasn’t something a man usually got. After running his hands through your hair while you slept under the rising sun, he finally got an idea. The perfect idea.

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Business and Pleasure - Part 4

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 1,231

Warnings: Swearing

Originally posted by secretgif-s

The wedding was quick, simple, and in all honesty, it was more of a relief to have it over. There was no big fancy ceremony, no stress of finding a caterer, getting flower arrangements, finding a venue,  or creating seating arrangements. It was easier this way. Quick and easy. This was for the best. At least that’s what you tried to tell yourself.

It had just been you, James, your father, and Mr. Barnes at the courthouse. You signed the necessary papers and that was that. You were married. You were now Mrs. James Buchanan Barnes.

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Dangerous Woman

A female unsub kidnaps Spencer as the team is close to catching her and she discovers, slowly and intimately, that she quite likes his company. 

A\N: written in third person because it felt right to have a degree of separation? But the woman is never named, so feel free to imagine yourself :D

Warnings: no smut but suggestive throughout ;) also language


Ohh, she’d done good this time. Really good.

He was sitting in the same chair as the other men before him, wrists cuffed behind him and head hanging low with unconsciousness.

She’d taken the eye-catcher. Not the typical dreamboat who had far too many women who would immediately notice his absence. No, she’d focused on the meekly handsome one with delicate features that she wanted to feel for herself.

She studied the way his hair sat in tendrils that almost wanted to curl, how he was indeed alive from the way his chest rose and fell under his striped dress shirt, she even noted the new scuffs on his shoes from where she struggled to drag him into the room with a smile on her face. That heaviness came from some muscles she was delighted to discover on his lanky frame.

All at once he sharply inhaled and lifted his head, his attention then quickly drawn to her watchful eye. They both stayed quiet as he tested his restraints and once he gave up he spoke.

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the garden | kth

Originally posted by jjilljj

summary: there’s always been something quite captivating about bookstores with flowers and cute boys in the window. 

{bookstore au}

pairing: taehyung x reader

word count: 1.5k

genre: fluff

a/n: churned out a little drabble to get me warmed up for a much larger project!! i’ll do these more often, since they’re so quick and easy to write :-)

Call it what you will, hipster, artsy, aesthetic, pretentious, but when a small, independent, flower-themed bookstore pops up hardly a few blocks away from you, you can’t help but feel yourself drawn to the wistful vibe it gives off, something in between lost love and new beginnings. Yes, you’re one of those people, the millennials that avoid chain bookstores because how dare the capitalists take your hard-earned coins to funnel into economy-ruining projects.

It’s a tiny thing, not much larger than one of those made-to-go pizza places furnished with only a grimy steel kitchen and a counter, but the inside makes it seem limitless. Clearly, the owner has poured their heart and soul into this cramped little bookstore, from the garden that paints the walls to the ivy lining the bookshelves. You, quite frankly, wouldn’t be surprised if there was a secret entrance to a forest filled with fairies and nymphs, where hopeful little girls’ dreams magically come to life. It’s like walking into a butterfly garden, the portable ones that come with the annual butterfly show, and if you just so happened to spot a monarch or two, well, that’s to be expected.

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Say it again | Michael Gray

Prompt “You’re a disappointment.”

You didn’t know what to say when your foster mother told you that Henry had left to live with his birth mother. He’d mentioned the man that’d come to the house. The way he was dressed and the car he’d arrived in. You could see him ticking things over every night after. You and him had been like two peas in a pod ever since he arrived at the foster home. You were either the best of friends or at each other’s throats. You told each other everything. That’s why it’d hurt so much when Henry didn’t even tell you himself that he wasn’t coming back.

You stewed on it for months. Eventually you realised you were so angry because he’d meant more to you then just being a friend. You felt like he’d broken your heart.

It was on your eighteenth birthday that you went a little nuts by the villages standards at least. Henry had always talked about it to you and every time you went passed that little wishing well it reminded you of him. You didn’t use dynamite like he’d always planned. You took the sledgehammer from your foster father’s kit and dragged it down to the village green.

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Thursdays [Part 2]

Our Deal

Originally posted by sirisaacnewtmas

Thomas Brodie Sangster x Reader Imagine

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A/N: Continuing this is all I’ve been thinking about and since a lot of you have been requesting it too, here’s the second part! Ahh I can’t believe I’m writing again - it makes me very happy and also, thank you for still sticking around and reading my writing! I hope you guys still like all of this despite my hiatus :P

The stubborn voice in your head didn’t want to really admit how ridiculous you felt at the moment. So much so that if anyone caught you and asked you why you were pouting, you would openly deny it. Though you didn’t exactly wear a scowl on your face, just that something was obviously off about you after lunch. Stephanie noticed and Katie certainly sent a raised eyebrow to your way a couple times but you chose to ignore it as you dealt with customers and mixed drinks with a smile. You hadn’t told her a single thing about your encounter with the dashing boy from the magazine cover.

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Why Katsuki Bakugou have an inferiority complex and not a superiority complex – Understand Bakugou’s character [1/?]

The BNHA Wikipedia argues that it’s a superiority complex, however, this is wrong. Bakugou have a mix between an inferiority complex and a superiority complex. And too many people doesn’t see anything than a bully and agressive man when they see Bakugou. He’s more than that, he is the most complex character of all My Hero Academia.

This post is pretty long and might contain spoilers about his relationship with his mother. The spoilers will be announced so you can avoid them.

For anyone who want to understand his character or write something about him, you must understand his psychology and why he does have an inferiority complex instead of a superiority complex. That’s why I invite you to read this post, it’s really important.

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anonymous asked:

Can I ask for a scenario/drabble where Prompto falls in love with Noctis' female retainer, who has joined the on the trip?

OHHHHH Prompto!That little romantic. I went through 3 prompts before finally settling on this one, I think it’s the better of the three.


Prompto rose his camera to take a picture of the sleeping Prince in the backseat of the car, a little payback from the other taking those rather embarrassing pictures of him at the last rest stop. Only for his camera lens to turned to you instead, sitting between Gladiolus and Noctis, you didn’t appear at all uncomfortable.

If anything you seemed relaxed, your head resting against the headrest as you closed your eyes. Not asleep, but simply enjoying the warmth of the sun on your face.

You had joined the trip as Noctis’s retainer, unlike Ignis, you were there more a bodyguard for everyone, but also to ensure that no one killed themselves, as none of them had any medical training aside from the absolute basics that everyone was required in the Kingsglavie.

Prompto remembered the first time that he saw you, right as they were leaving for the trip, and Noctis mentioned that you were a late join. Prompto thought that they would be joined by an older woman, with gray hair, a large mole on her cheek, librarian glasses, and an outfit that had been out of date for decades.

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Will you?

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff. Full out fluff

Word Count: 1.6 k

Summary: Cuddles, Snuggles, Ice Cream dates. need I say more? Also a special gift included.

Note: Sooo my friend (*stares at her stalking my blog*) wanted a sequel to the Jimin short fic I did. So here you go.

It’s been a few years already. And needless to say, that a lot of the best highlights of your life happened during those few years. Jimin was all you could ever ask for and more. You still had your insecurities but Jimin managed to make you feel the opposite whenever you were with him.

The two of you went on all sorts of dates, ranging from those expensive restaurant dates (usually only happens when something extraordinary happened. Like when Jimin finally debuted.) to spontaneous road trips to who knows where.

But it was dates like these that you really liked. Especially since it reminded you of the days back when the two of you weren’t an item yet. To be honest, not much changed between the both of you. Just that the both of you show more affection to one another.

It was the type of date where you both just pulled out his or your laptop and watched whatever the heck you two were in the mood in. The decision wasn’t always unanimous but somehow you guys managed to pick one the both of you was fine with. Then finally being able to pick, the both of you just cuddle together and watch.

“Hey, Jimin! What do you want to watch this time? I’m in the mood for Fight for my Way.

“I’m fine with anything actually. I finally managed to finish Goblin, so I need something to cheer me up after crying at 2 am on the ending.”

He laughed lightly at himself after finishing his sentence.

“Now do you know why I refused to lay down beside you the other night? I was bawling my eyes out at that time and I didn’t want to keep you up with my uncontrollable hiccups and sobs.”

“Oh, so that’s why. Either way, you still kept me up. You’re not that good at hiding the fact you’re crying. And you could’ve warned me about the upcoming heart wrenching ending that was to come.”

“Well I didn’t want to. I don’t like spoiling people, you know that. Besides I wanted you to find out on your own.”

“Okay, okay. Now hush, I’d like to start watching now.”

You jokingly rolled your eyes at him and clicked on the episode the both of you left off. You tried hiding your smile at him but it was nearly impossible. Especially seeing him smiling as if you were literally giving sunlight to his world. Which to him, isn’t far off as how he saw you. To him you weren’t merely giving him sunlight, you shone it. In his eyes, you shine brighter than Hoseok. Which was saying a lot already.

The pair of you quieted down and cuddled each other to get even more comfortable. You finally settled on laying sideways with your upper back and head pressed against his chest. He had one hand on your hair, playing with it softly. Trying to finger comb and get rid of the tangles in your hair. His other arm was wrapped around you, as if he was trying to get rid of all the space that remained between the both you. After all, he loved the feeling of you just generally being close to him.  In short the both of you were spooning. With you being the little spoon.

After a while, you felt him shift. He began to move downwards and finally stopped moving when his head was already at the crook of your neck. Both his arms now wrapped around you. He snuggled closer to you and in return you placed your arms on top of his and leaned back closer to him. This was one of the reasons why this had got to be one of your favorite types of dates.

The two of you stayed like that for most of the afternoon. Only to move to change the episode, for trips to the bathroom and to rehydrate yourselves. When the sun had finally begun to set, he began to take his plan into action.

“Hey, (Y/N). Do you want to get some ice cream? We’ve been watching these for 5 hours straight already. I think we need to get something for ourselves.”

“Sure. We don’t have any more ice cream left anyway. I was craving for something sweet anyway- wait, you’re going to treat me right?”

“Oh wow. I remember back when you never let me treat you and now that’s one of your top priorities.”

“Well of course. W-Wait Jimin. YAH! I was only kidding. Don’t you dare leave without me.”

You say trying to threaten him but it was hard since you were hurriedly putting your shoes on. He could only laugh at your hurry to catch up with him since he went out first. He stopped and waited for you. Chuckling as you finally finished putting your shoes on correctly and finally caught up to him.

“I was joking too, (Y/N). And of course it’s my treat. Besides when have I ever allowed you to pay?”

“That’s true.”

And the pair of you were talking about nonsensical subjects the whole walk to the park. There was this little ice cream store near there that sold the best ice cream the both of you had ever had. It wasn’t that expensive too so you and Jimin had a lot of little ice cream dates here often.

Once you got the ice cream that you ordered, you both headed into the park. Planning to eat it there. Once you arrived you noted that the sun was halfway gone. The sunset painting the park a beautiful blend of golden yellow and orange.

There were kids at the park. Other couples were there too. It wasn’t exactly empty but there wasn’t a lot of people either. You both sat down on a bench, with your ice cream starting to melt. It was on a cone so you had begun eating it so that it won’t make your hand sticky.

“Why didn’t your order by the way? I thought you wanted ice cream.”

“I changed my mind. It’s fine though. Enjoy you’re ice cream for the both of us.”

“Oh, I will. Especially since I didn’t spend a single coin on this.”

Jimin just watched you eat. He swears that he was smiling at you so fondly that even a child could tell he was a lovesick fool for you already. But he knew he was wasting time. His hands twiddled nervously and his palms were starting to sweat. He can’t stall forever. It was now or never. He sucked in a deep breath, gathered all the confidence he had and



You turned your head to face him. Finally giving him your full attention. Only to catch him dropping down to one knee. Was this what you thought it was?

His nerves were getting to him. This was worse than when he had to audition. It was fine back then because you were there with him, calming his nerves in order for him to impress them. Now it was you he needed to impress.

He pulled out the box from out of his pocket. Opening it and finally meeting your eyes. He took in a shaky breathe and started.

“(Y/N), these past few years are possibly the best years I had went through thus far. I have dated you for 4 years and known you for longer. You had not only shown me the light when I thought all hope was lost, you shone it in my eyes.

And with all the little acts of kindness you show, all the stupidest and silliest ideas you give, and with every single day I have been with you, I find myself falling more and more in love with you that if you somehow disappeared from my life, I don’t even know what do with it anymore. The love I have for you can’t be measured in words nor can it be measured with anything else actually.

And lately, I’ve been thinking about starting a family. And every time I envision it, you’re always the one I had envisioned to be my wife. So (Y/N), will you do me the honors of making it come true? Will you be the mother to my future children? Will you allow me to become more lovesick than I already am? 

Will you marry me?”

You already had tears of joy streaming down your face. You were smiling so wide that your cheeks hurt, but you didn’t care. Your ice cream dropped on the grass below, long forgotten. You wanted to speak but you choked on the words you wanted to say so you only nodded furiously.

You could see his face brighten up in an instant at your action. He slipped the ring on your finger, and immediately after, you tackled him to the ground. You could hear a few claps in the distance, probably from the other couples that were there.

You pressed your lips against his. Your lips tasted sweet from the ice cream earlier and salty from the tears of joy you shed. But it was perfect. Both of your heartbeats beating furiously as one. When the both of you finally parted, lips red and swollen, he stared at you with eyes filled with so much love and cheeks smiling so wide that it made your heart swell. You were sure the look on your face mirrored his.

“Was that a yes?”

You got up and helped him up too. After hearing the question, you playfully hit him on the shoulder. The both of you already knowing the answer. Chuckling, you came up to him and whispered


RFA + V and Saeran with children from a previous relationship x Mc

Zen: You found out one day when the two of you were hanging out in his apartment and throughout his house there was many pictures two adorable children one boy and one girl, you didn’t ask about it since you didn’t want to invade his privacy. He also had given the pictures many not so hidden glances and that usually ended with him having a really happy smile, you may not have known they were his children but you could tell they were very important to him.

*You met the two little adorable angels one day when you were on your way back to Zens house with a crap ton of food in your hands and the two of them stared at you with.

*K think of all the movies that have the whole kids don’t like the new person there parent is dating and that was your life.

*The kids stayed with their Mom for most of the time but she was legit an angel and would let the kids come over to Zen’s house whenever she was busy or when they had free time…… they really didn’t like you at first.

*However you could understand where they were coming from so you didn’t mind it that much plus they weren’t that bad they just stuck their tongues at you

*The little boy of his is majorly protective and usually had his face in a pout or some angry expression but was very sweet and was a very protective bro to his family.

* the little girl would be pissed if her daddy called you a kawaii nickname of any sort “Daddy I thought I was your princess😫” .“Yes yes you are my #1 princess honey” he would say And this leads to him eventually starting to call you his queen~

*Zen asked you to watch the kids for a while until he came back from rehearsal you agreed but weren’t expecting the events that followed to happen ( u were prepared for the worst).

*You had the kids watch your favorite childhood movie and at first they were both like this is stupid but by the end they were tots invested and were acting scenes out by the time their dad was

home while you made some of there fav treats.

*They sort of accepted you after that and they hadn’t ever called you there Mom but they’d always call you Miss Mc and maybe it was just you but you felt there was a hidden meaning in that somewhere.

*As they got older you received gifts from them a lot and if anyone gave you a problem be it magazines or people on the streets they would be ready to fight.

Jumin:  Jumin had explained very bluntly what had happened for him to become a father and you could tell that he was a trying his best the mother of his child had been out of the picture since birth never before had he mentioned he wanted you to meet them or become one of their parental figures until one day he called and was like a limo will be there in 30 min look nice and be ready please you’re having dinner with the most important people in my life and ended the call you followed his advice you hoped that everything was going to go okay and you wouldn’t screw anything up but it seems kind of silly now that you were worried over having dinner with your boyfriend, his child and his cat.

The babe was a year old when you meet them.

* This babe’s bae was the definition of smol and was hella spoiled and one time he was fussing so loud when you held him you thought the baby hated you until when you gave the kiddo back to the nanny for nap time and they started screaming until they were back into your arms

*Pretty soon they were treating you like a teddy bear and demanded you hold or snuggle them almost all day

*Always called you their mother before knowing you actually weren’t and when they’re old enough to know and you tell them it’s okay if they don’t want to call you that they refuse this and now call you mom more than ever

*Elizabeth the 3rd was their best friend and they have a bunch of plushies in there room still

*The three of you would have little golf tournaments and you’d always lose

*Whenever they would have to deal with Jumin’s father or the child’s mother you’d both become very protective and watchful the two of you will not allow them to hurt your kid emotionally cus you didn’t want them to get hurt emotionally by people concerned with other things in life like money

Yoosung: You’ll admit it was hard at first to imagine this childlike man having a kid but you weren’t one to judge and accepted it on the spot you came over one day to spend the weekend at Yoosung’s apartment and you almost passed out from the kawaii overload of him and his daughter passed out on the couch

*You soon found out Yoosung had a daddy mode and he would sometimes uses it on you if you were sick or something but usually was left for his daughter

*This little girl idolized you  a lot and thought you and her daddy were the coolest things

*Her plans for the future is to save all the animals and be just as nice and pretty as Mc!

*Is already addicted to a v-tech and lololol

*She usually does the shopping with you or anything else to help when Yoosung is still in school

*The two of you will also marathon the shit out of cartoons

*Make breakfast together and it’s fun shaped pancakes and some differently colored foods

*Sometimes does mother’s day quality things for you when it’s not even close and out of the blue

Saeyoung: okay so choi boy Numéro uno didn’t think it was a big deal for him to know everything about you while you knew only a little bit of his life. You on the other hand respected his privacy but still wished you could know more about him anyways some reasonable time later when saeyoung is at like level 666 of being in love with you he brings you to the bunker after a casual date and it’s in ruins-_-  a child that you learn is Saeyoung’s is in a superhero costume and tackles Saeyoung to the ground Vanderwood is currently tied up with a look that screams that they won’t be babysitting again and there is somehow honey budda chips on the ceiling (you soon guess that this is a normal everyday day sort of thing)

When Saeyoungs kid does notice you he is all like why is the person in the cameras here?  And you blush and are not sure what to say Saeyoung instead speaks for you “this is your new mama” que some awkward seconds before the kid nods looks at you again and then tackles you to the couch as well

*You got along with them fine but didn’t form a really tight relationship until you moved in with the three Choi’s (Saeyoung and uncle Saeran live together fite me on this🌠.)


*The kind of child that thought it would be funny to see how you’d react to him getting hurt and he wasn’t expecting you to act the way you did and they felt pretty bad…. So he faked the injury until he was “cured” you don’t know of this to this day

*WOULD only call you mom if they were in trouble but would also mumble or whisper it

*Was a silly little shit who only would want his eggs a certain ways and was a very picky eater and would love off of junk food and unbeknown to yourself he was the one stealing all of the food you made in the fridge

*is obsessed with many famous internet cats and the two of you bond over this

Jaehee: It was no secret that Jaehee was overworking a shit ton but you never guessed that she also juggling taking care of a child and making sure that they were given plenty of time with her she was a super

*Jaehee told you about her kid pretty early on into your relationship but it took you while to finally get some quality time with her but the two of you got along from the beginning

*Jaehee’s child had the most beautiful and elegant name you had ever heard and her eyes were always so full of wonder she was also quite energetic and kept Jaehee shook or on her toes 24/7

*You tried to help as much as you could for your bae whether it be with simple paperwork or cooking some dinner to listening to her child’s demands of a signing Zen for five hours -_-

*Jaehee’s girl could be just like her mama and was an awesome caregiver she’d harass Jaehee into not overworking herself and could make a pretty good coffee or tea with supervision~

*When she did call you a form of Mother it would be Mama and Jaehee would be called Mommy so there wouldn’t be a lot of confusion /at least for her/

*Jaehee’s heart melted the first time she heard her little girl call you Mama and she was so happy with her life and wouldn’t change it for anything she was close to tears

V:  Your may have been in love with V but you knew he didn’t feel the same about (you at least in the beginning). From what you knew Rika V’s ex was out of the picture for quite some time once he started talking to  you. It was kind of a hard time for you since you didn’t know what to do with knowing the abuse of what Rika to V, being in love with him and it seemed like everything was messy and not crystal clear when it came to the two of you. It confused you, made you emotional and usually got the better of you. A certain heavy sadness entered your heart and wouldn’t always go away. The time he mentions the two of you meeting you are shook. You had only seen his son in pictures and despite the worry and doubt that you kept into the back of your mind you agreed and set it all aside and hoped for the best and tried your hardest to be the kind of person the two of them needed. On  the day V brought over his son you made a promise to the two of them you would be someone who could not replace but help heal and create a happier future that was all you wanted and even if it wasn’t with you or they couldn’t love you the same way and if you were just a friend to V it wasn’t at that bad you wouldn’t have it any other way. (they actually did love you more than anything and everything)

*This baby boy was extremely beautiful and he had the sweetest smiles as well but was extremely shy and took him a while to open up to you.

*When he did he was just as sweet if not sweeter than V.

*He doesn’t really have vivid memories of her but from what his Dad told him about Rika she was a very lovely and kind person but he likes to think of you as his mama in his head since you are the person he has come to know and love.

*When he realized that you had a become sad whenever he called you mom or anything so he asked you about and learned that you were reluctant to letting him call you his mom since you really weren’t in any position to be something that important and you were just a friend of his dad so you tried to explain this to him and he gets a sad puppy face with some slight tears in his eyes and hugged you and says it doesn’t matter and you are his momma later if you’re worried about this or if anyone says anything he will become slight yandere and extremely overprotective yet really kawaii to you

*Has a camera and until he learns how to use it the pics are jumin level blurry/( #pics of his otp v x mc 4lifeee.)

*Pretty much the reason you and V got together by tricking the two of you into lots of alone time at the parks and getting ice cream

*Would be always giving you flowers at least once a month

Saeran: It was a surprise to both of you when you heard the news that Saeran was a father. Your boyfriend held no memories of impregnating another person but given his past it wasn’t exactly a thing out of the realm of possibility, the authorities contacted him since the mother of his child would be out of the picture permanently given the abuse she was inflicting on her child and if no one else could take her she would be going into foster care…. Needless to say letting her go wasn’t even considered an option and Saeran was extremely disappointed in himself for letting his child go through some of the same cruel experiences he faced as a child Since you were already living with him (and Saeyoung) Saeran you both are very thankful that the little girl was now in your care but it is going to take a very long time for her to heal the scars that she now has both emotionally and physically. The two of you are learning this as you go and you’re both trying your hardest.

*She began to live with the two of you when she was five and she hardly spoke so this concerned the two of you majorly but you gave her just enough space to get used to things.

*Her daddy would be at a loss of what to do for words or actions so you helped with a bit and somehow the three of you bonded over coloring books.

*She came around eventually and you could usually find her laughing at her uncle’s silliness or staying close to her Papa and she loved to color or cook with you as well.

*Daddy’s girl 400% and would be like a shadow and follow him around and would love piggyback and he would do anything for his little girl he understands exactly what she went through and refuses to have his baby suffer anymore

*However she still hadn’t spoken a word in the two years that she had been there in till one seemingly normal day after dinner she hugged both you and Saeran and a quiet and shy goodnight to her daddy before heading off to bed…. Before she could head to her room Saeran picked her up and all three of you watched t.v on the couch and cuddled bed time be damned.

*The first time she did speak to you it ended in happy tears she had the sweetest voice (p.s she probs if she could punch uncle Saeyoung for tickling her😂).

*The first time she calls you mom is when she is 9 and you were baking cookies together and you tripped and hit your head on the counter `~` The poor babe screamed and had a ton of tears and was like “Mommy please wake up” and was having a slight breakdown Uncle Seven was thankfully home and handled things decently after almost fainting from the scene himself he took you to the hospital and you ended up getting a concussion.

*Thanks to that incident she grew even more close and protective of her fam especially you and has called you her Mom since that day.

@/n i am so sorry I accidentally deleted the first one -_- ,nevermind that I hope you enjoy it still and merry Christmas!!!!!


Author: b0blegum

Pairing: Lee Jooheon x Reader

Rating: 17+ (language, violence, alcohol, sexual activity)

Genre: Gang, Action, Romance


Part: part 1 // part 2 // part 3 (end)

Words: 2976

Summary: RAHASIA

/ra·ha·sia /

Origin: Indonesia

Meaning: Something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others.

Summer 2013

“Stop following me around.” A girl stopped walking suddenly, making the shadow behind her stopped as well. “Do you really think I don’t realized you’ve been following me for a week?” She turned around to nothing but a scoff.

“You haven’t changed a bit, huh? Always aware of your surrounding.” A raspy voice greeted her from afar.

“What do you want.” She asked bluntly.

“Boss misses you.” He answered, this time he made an appearance, as a silhouette he came closer to her. His hand hiding inside his pants pocket while a cigarette kept his other hand occupied. “Do you not miss her?” He inhaled the smoke than let it all out, making a perfect show of smoke with a ray of light shooting exactly to where his smoke traveled.

“I don’t.” She answered shortly.

“Don’t lie to me. I’m sure you do miss Boss, us.” He chuckled. “Don’t you miss killing those bastards with your pretty hands?”

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Faking It (Part Nine)

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: brief mention of death

Series Summary: When a young billionaire who’s a former friend of yours becomes the target for the Avengers, you’re sent on an undercover mission. The mission should be easy; one week on the Upper East Side with Bucky as your “boyfriend.” The only problem? The two of you can’t stand each other. 

Originally posted by itsawkwardfangirl

Your name: submit What is this?

“She’s insufferable.”

“I would just like to point out that everyone adores (Y/N) except for you. Why can’t you just get along?” Steve’s response is the last thing Bucky wants to hear. He shouldn’t be surprised though, Steve says this a lot. He pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. 

“Seriously Steve, I need you to be on my side. I don’t need a lecture.” 

“I’m not giving you a lecture, I’m simply making a point.” 

“You’ve made your damn point,” he growls into the phone.

“What is it about (Y/N) that makes it so impossible for you to be civil with her?”

“Where do I start?” he scoffs dryly, “She’s a pain in the ass, a spoiled brat,” Bucky grips his phone harder as he gets even more fired up, nearly crushing the object in his metal hand, “She’s mean and judgmental, she pisses me off for fun, she pushes people away on purpose-”

“I’m gonna stop you right there,” Steve says, cutting the rant off, “She’s not the one who pushes people away, that’s you.”

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God Damn Liar Part 1

AN: So this was supposed to be a one shot, but I’m a wordy bitch and it’s already almost 6 pages long and I’m not even done with it yet. I’m breaking it up into parts that way it’s not so intimidating. At the moment, it should be 2 parts when I’m done, so here’s part 1. Sorry this has taken so long, I’m the worst procrastinator. D;

Prompt: Can you do a Bucky one shot where he cheats on his girlfriend on purpose because he wants her to be safely away from him. But then he starts to feel terrible because she’s a sobbing mess and all the avengers hate him for what he did to her since the whole team loves her dearly. You can decide the ending. Thanks! (Love your writing by the way.)

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Cheating Bucky and a slightly OOC Steve

The title of this one is based off the song by Get Scared. I listened to the whole album while writing this, actually. Listen to God Damn Liar here. Listen to the whole album here.

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Hot tears poured down your face as rage and anguish gripped your heart like a vice. Your boyfriend, Bucky, hadn’t even noticed you enter his room. Probably because he was too busy sucking face with the other girl in his bed. The photo frame with a picture of you both shattered as it smashed into the wall just beside Bucky’s head. They both tore apart in an instant and whipped around to see you seething in the doorway.

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Missing (Request)

Harry and y/n are engaged and they’re at a party with the boys and one of them pushes y/n into a pool and she loses her ring? And everybody frantically searches for it and Harry’s FREAKING out

Okay, I’m sorry but I have to say this: All I can picture is that scene from the Kardashians where Kim loses her earrings in the ocean and she’s in tears and Kourtney just deadpans, “Kim, there are people who are dying.”

Anywayyyyyy, moving on…


You couldn’t stop staring at your ring.

Growing up, you had always dreamt about how you thought your future husband would propose to you, but Harry had gone above and beyond all of your wildest fantasies. Everything from the location, to the ambiance, to the ring he had chosen and the words he had used had been absolutely perfect, and you had been a right, blubbering mess for hours afterward.

You weren’t usually one to be superficial about things like jewellery; in the entire time you had been dating Harry, he learned very quickly that the way to your heart was not through shiny diamonds and precious jewels. You preferred the more personal gifts, something that you knew he had spent a lot of time planning and picking out because it reminded him or you or it meant something special to both of you.

But this ring…oh man, this ring. It was beyond every expectation and vision that you could had ever dreamt up. He had done well; very, very well.

You were scared to even think about how much it had cost him, and he wasn’t about to tell you. Harry had been known to go overboard on spending from time to time, especially on you. You always told him that it wasn’t necessary and you wouldn’t love him any less if he didn’t spoil you, but Harry was generally so frugal with his money – even though he had it in spades – that the idea of spending a little extra on his girl every once in a while didn’t faze him too much. The one thing you did know about the ring was that it had definitely cost and arm and a leg. You didn’t know too much about jewellery, but you were able to do a bit of research and come up with a ballpark figure of how much it may have been.

For that reason, you guarded that ring with your life. Not that you wouldn’t have if it were less expensive, but the idea of potentially losing something like that terrified you. Harry didn’t typically freak out over stuff, but one time you had seen him completely lose his mind when he thought he had lost one of his watches. He practically tore the hotel room apart until he found it; you had never seen him so flustered.

You knew how much that watch had cost – you were the one who had bought it for him. The ring had likely cost more; you were not about to lose it.

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anonymous asked:

Love love love that lads post but I especially loved the phrase "Ramsey's brats" I was just wondering if you could elaborate on that a bit more, maybe on how each of them are "spoiled princes" in their own ways and how Geoff 'totally doesn't' pander to them and spoil them

i always consider that by the time they’re all in the FAHC and going places the Lads are, at the oldest, still in their early 20’s. Which honestly is super young in this world; considering the big bosses tend to be old blood, and of course the young crooks are around, pressing at the edges for more power, but it’s pretty unusual to be that young and actually have any. To already be in a crew with sway rather than just running about causing mayhem or trying to survive playing foot soldier for some big gang to prove your worth. Ramsey’s Lads, on the other hand, have everything. Have respect and power and the ear of the king of the city - far more influence than a pack of miscreant 20 year olds should have.

It’s not like they haven’t earned their places - for all Geoff loves his crew he isn’t charitable, hasn’t gotten where he is by taking in those who can’t give him anything in return – but the Lads have certainly gotten away with a lot more than they would have anywhere else. All that power that early on? The rampant rumours and licence to do near anything they can think of? It has to go to your head; your early 20s are turbulent enough without anyone thinking you’re a god. Thinking you’re a devil. Thinking you either a target or utterly untouchable, deadly threat or merely children playing with disaster.

For most guys their age a bit of temper means some minor scuffles or ruined relationships, a dramatic fight at work or an impressive display of road rage. When the Lads get pissed off they burn down buildings, destroy lives, smash their way through fortunes and race away in stolen super cars. They are ruinous, and Geoff, many would argue, is far too indulgent. Has been from the first Lad to the last, clear enough for all to see; enabling, encouraging, letting them go unpunished even after uncountable infractions.  

A blind man could see the way Ramsey folds for the Golden Boy; they’re always impeccably professional when they work the same meeting, the frontman and the kingpin dominating any they come up against, but on their own time there’s little Geoff wouldn’t do for Gavin. The first of his collection of streetrats, the youngest when he joined, the one Ramsey’s always been soft on, always treated like family. Generally speaking what Gavin wants Geoff inevitably gives, setting the example the rest of his crew bends to, all hopelessly endeared, all far too indulgent. They’ve let Gavin run wild, let him set his own rules, walk and talk and behave however he wants, with airs and graces that don’t belong to him, and look where that’s gotten everyone. Ramsey’s first little prince, the baby megalomaniac with sharp teeth and sharper eyes, collecting a veritable army of protectors he doesn’t even need, the one who has the whole world falling at his feet.

In any other gang Michael would be made to hold his tongue or risk losing it. He might not actually be as temperamental as they say but the boy certainly has a temper, and the kind of frank no-nonsense attitude that has him saying whatever he thinks no matter who he is talking to. It’s not that he’d incapable of tact so much as he doesn’t care for it, refuses to offer respect to anyone who hasn’t personally earned it and has no fear of causing offence. Geoff merely keeps him away from delicate negotiations and lets him loose on everyone else. More than one have called on Ramsey to discipline his dog, to which Geoff can only laugh. Laugh and invite Michael in to say his piece, leave the room as Michael cracks his knuckles, still chuckling as arrogant complaints turn terrified pleading. Michael is Ramsey’s ruthless prince, all sharp edges and brash defiance, the unbridled threat whose never learnt his place, the one who makes the whole world tremble.

Ray has perhaps the strangest expression of Geoff’s unusual tolerance for the Lad’s antics. Ray is, of course, a full member of the FAHC, of the inner crew, as integral and absolute as any of the rest of them, but he isn’t always actually with them. A crew member who is not always around and under Geoff’s command. He comes and goes whenever he needs to, never when he’s needed at home, when he’s got a role to play in some upcoming plan, but often with little if any notice. It’s a particularly bizarre thing for a crime lord to tolerate, to accept and allow and make no effort to punish or stamp out. Which says nothing of Ray’s other eccentricities; the strange vehicles and peculiar paint jobs, the irreverent drawl and inappropriate humour. Ray is Ramsey’s errant prince, distant and aloof and just out of sight, somehow always around when he’s really needed, the one who has the whole world in his sightlines.

Jeremy is a clear-cut example of sensible practicality dying at the hands of the FAHC. When he came to them he was inherently pragmatic; all the Lads were to some degree of course, had to be to survive the way they had, but even in their tensest moments Michael would still lose his temper, Ray would refuse aid to his own detriment, Gavin would take unjustified risk to go after something obscenely shiny. Jeremy was reasonable, down to earth, Jeremy made whatever sacrifices, mitigated whatever risk, planned and prepared and adjusted on the fly for the best chance of survival. He had flare, sure, but at the end of the day he would put aside personal preference for common sense. The FAHC ruined that. Dragged out all the loudest parts of him, the show-off, the pot stirrer, the wearer of utterly ridiculous clothing. One might think the Lads did it, and they certainly helped – latched on and pulled Jeremy into a hurricane of wicked grins and bad ideas, all arrogant confidence and military grade weaponry – but Geoff is hardly as innocent as he claims to be. Not when he kept pushing Jeremy to think bigger, dream higher, to come up with the most ridiculous plans then watch in astonishment as the FAHC made them happen. Ramsey’s newest prince, the one with kind eyes and dark ideas, who pushes all kinds of limits just to see if he can, the one who caught the whole world by surprise.

There are few who know of the FAHC who don’t also curse the existence of the Lads. Who aren’t full of complaints, call them too loud, too proud, too arrogant. Enraged by Ramsey’s glaring favouritism, by the flagrant absence of respect. It’s the crux of the whole matter really, respect. The way it’s expected, demanded. The way the Lads are more willing to die than give it on command. It’s the reason people say Ramsey’s ruined them, let their leashes grow too long, spoiled and self-important, raging egos and unbound impudence.

They’re not wrong, really. The Lads are wild things now, indomitable, untameable. They’d never settle for a harsher ruler, for normal crew hierarchy or forced deference, never let themselves be muzzled or brought to heel, but then isn’t that exactly what Geoff wanted? Isn’t that just what he planned? Vicious and untouchable and entirely his. Too headstrong, too reckless and often blinded by their insatiable destructive drive to chase entertainment, the bane of his life sometimes, but still incomparably loyal. The Lad’s who by all means should be incredibly selfish. Who by all accounts still are, so long as you understand that their sense of self now encompasses the closest members of their crew. The violent little princes who’d do anything for their king, do the utterly unthinkable without batting an eye, who tear into their own kingdom for amusement but will protect it from outsiders with unprecedented fury.

The Lads have been called many things, spoiled brats, violent delinquents, overconfident upstarts. Called ruined, called rotten, thought tolerated irritants, feral complications and dozens of other uninformed underestimations. Some accusations are more accurate; those who call them wicked, call them immoral, reckless, bloodthirsty and disturbingly possessive. The Lads are devious, are unapologetically ruthless and unexpectedly intelligent, they are in may ways older than their years while still immature in all the worst places. The Lads would tear the whole world apart for their crew, but the FAHC would do no less for them, utterly enamoured by the vicious little monsters. Ramsey’s brats, who have the biggest bads in the country wrapped around their little fingers and know it all to well, who’ve come from variations of absolutely nothing and have somehow stolen themselves a kingdom. Who have no intention of letting anyone or anything take it from them.

Percival Graves: Dating / Married Headcanons

A/N: I’m back, you guys! I got a request for married headcanons, and I decided to do much more than that. (Whoops.) I’ll continue to add more as I think of them, but for now, here it is! This piece is a part of the Fantastic Beasts & Coffee series. Requests are still open! :)

Warning: potential spoilers to “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them”, so beware. 
Rating: 18+ (Mature)

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