Just imagine Derek being utterly convinced Santa is real because his mom told him Santa was like mermaids and vampires: Santa existed but was rarely seen within the supernatural realm, and to humans he didn’t exist at all. Because, well, humans. They aren’t even aware of him. Derek can see the logic.
Imagine Derek telling his and Stiles’ kids about Santa - like, proper back story and everything - and Stiles thinking how cute it is, how much he is into it, until he realises, wait -
HE DOESN’T KNOW.
Stiles, of course, goes to Cora and asks, just to be sure (because, hey, you never know) but it turns out Derek was just so into the Santa myth as a kid their parents never had the heart to tell Derek before they died.
I like to think Stiles never tells Derek because Derek Hale got such a shitty deal in life and if Stiles can do this one thing, keep up this one magical thing for him, that’s what he’s going to do (even if it meant having to tackle Erica to the floor that one time and making a complete ass of himself - not that that is unusual) because Derek deserves magic. He deserves a fuck ton of magic.
And that’s the story of how every year Stiles-unsubtle-Stilinski
somehow manages to sneak their kids’ presents under the tree without his husband noticing.
(This usually takes a lot of orgasms - Derek gets very sleepy after orgasms - but Stiles really doesn’t mind the extra effort.)
dan and phil on the 'creating a community' panel at playlist live 2017: a summary
THEIR OUTFITS ARE ALL SO BEAUTIFUL
DAN IN STRIPES
could they literally be sitting any closer together i think not
dan asks the crowd how they are
dan and phil are the only ones that have spoken so far why is everyone else rude
phil again shifts closer to dan
julien and phil bonded over hamsters backstage
dan and phil are by far the most charismatic why is everyone else so sad
– the lag is fucking ridiculous i’m so sorry if i miss anything –
– the stream has broken –
– the stream is EVENTUALLY back –
dan says the cat whiskers are really bad for pores
phil is speaking about people making friends because of his and dan’s videos and fandoms are a reason for people being artistic
“i was a sad lonely teenager” - dan
dan calls phil out on being in the buffy fandom when he was younger
dans crossy legs i love it
i can’t get over his shirt it’s beautiful
and phil’s bomber jacket suits him so well i’m gonna cry
dan is so engaged in this panel he’s so intently listening to everyone else
“shoutout to the mums” dan says with a wink, “… and the dads”
“that is a good cube” - dan
dan snorts at the host calling creators ‘talent’
“you have responsibility now” dan says as a fan catches the microphone
“wow cool!” dan says as a fan reveals they’re from new zealand
phil says julien and jenna’s hamster looks like an anime hamster (“we all wish we were as beautiful as that hamster, it’s so perfect” - dan)
wow tom roasts phil for being on youtube for so long
when tom passed phil in subscribers in like 2008 he posted on phil’s channel saying 'suck it phil’ (“that’s why i avoided you for three years… kidding” - phil)
phil speaking about people being inspired by his videos is so cute i love him
dan and phil do sound effects as the cube microphone is thrown
– more lag ugh playlist please sort out your shitty wifi i have people depending on me to summarise
dan and phil lean in close to one another to talk as the microphone is thrown
fan: well for dan we all know what inspired him (dan doesn’t argue but does 'that’ face) but phil is there a moment or something that inspired you??
– i’ve switched to a periscope because the main stream kept freezing i’m sorry i’ve missed phil’s answer :( –
dan is doing a lil foot wiggle
this periscope isn’t lagging half as bad tho thanks to the streamer
dan takes the piss out of the sponsor
dan is speaking about the bristol book signing and an emotional mum and the impact his and phil’s videos had on her kids after a shitty year and it’s really stuck with him when he doubts the quality of his content i’m nearly crying he’s so humble
phil fixes his fringe
THERE’S A BIRD ONSTAGE WHAT THE FUCK
dan’s reaction to the bird is priceless
the host says sad mum is back in bird form…..
dan is embarrassed i think lmao
a bird has met my faves before me like the bird doesn’t even want to fucking be there
dan waved to the bird he’s so cute
dan keeps looking into the audience as people laugh
this panel is so nice and wholesome i love it
the host asked dan if he wanted to throw the microphone and he said “haha no”
dan waves to the fan with the microphone
dan says kanye would be a terrible present (“he’d be terrible and i’m a kanye fan”)
dan is sad that the sad mum was the best part of his career and it’s now a meme
phil calls himself a nerd
dan and tom discuss oldschool tumblr
dan’s favourite colour is black - “is that a colour or just the absence of colour?”
the cube mic has gone
phil likes “a greeny blue” or green and blue i can’t tell which he said
phil is still just smiling
dan is laughing at something
phil prefers twitter for communicating over all other social media
ronan probably spends months growing the perfect dream flowers but rips them out of the ground (leaving roots, dirt, and all) and binds them w years old twine so it doesn't look like he's trying too hard but adam Knows™
ronan: here have some shitty flowers i found in the dirt
adam, giving them a delicate sniff: i didn’t know neon-colored glow-in-the-dark roses grew natively in the virginian winter
ronan: sorry i didn’t know you were a goddamn botanist?
but adam is smiling so ronan is smiling too, and adam says he loves them and gives ronan a kiss before intentionally shaking dirt off on to ronan’s shoes
JOHN: im sorry Dave I shouldn’t have done what I did but giving my number to your brother was so unnecessary.
JOHN: he keeps leaving messages In my voice mail while he’s talking just like Kermit the frog.
JOHN: last night he started crying about miss piggy.
JOHN: Did you know miss piggy was such a shitty girlfriend????
JOHN: please tell him to stop
Someone requested a HC for RFA+V towards a waitress MC, so here ya go~~
P.S. This might’ve deviated from the actual request, but I found it interesting ^^
–College life = no money + no time to cook because LOLOL = eat cheap food at a family restaurant to get a student discount
–Pleasantly surprised to find the food was pretty good and decent quality?
–No please don’t feed onto (get it?) his shitty life schedule and giving him more of a reason to be a NEET
–He needs to get his shit together, and he knows that with this good and cheap food he won’t progress from Cute Boy to Manly, Responsible Man
–So he’s just internally screaming, a skill he’s mastered throughout his college life
–But before he can spiral into thoughts like how to beat Seven in LOLOL, he hears bickering at a nearby table, and turns his head to look at MC looking very Pissed
–He almost mistook her for Jaehee with the resting Bitch Face that she had all the time while working for Jumin
–Curious, he peeked his head over the booth behind him and he saw that you were arguing about the price of a smoothie
--Lowkey him when he’s broke, but the customer was so disrespectful damn like have some chill bro
–He saw that the customer was about to snap at MC after minutes of pointless arguments, but MC shut em up real quick
–”Excuse me, sir, but we are past haggling in this time and place. If you’d kindly leave the premises and try to catch upto the present timeline, that’d be very much appreciated.”
–Yoosung internally screamed and fanboyed there and then
–He’d occasionally go to visit MC and chat, but he tried to be more responsible to suit her mature tastes
–He was eating out with his coworkers after rehearsal, because he’s a lil shit who only has beer and instant noodles at home hungry, and he hadn’t expected to see MC, with rags in your hands, in a dimly lit restaurant at 2 am
–”MC! What are you doing here?” MC gave him a tired smile, “College fees.”
–Ah. MC had told him about her financial troubles recently, but he didn’t think it would worsen to the point that she had to overwork herself at 2 am, probably getting very little sleep and less-than-enough eating
–Gdi, he knew his premonition dreams was trying to tell him something
–With his smooth charm and suave, he convinced the supervisor to let you eat with him and his coworkers
–But he had made a Very Huge Mistake
–His coworkers started to flirt with MC,and even though it was friendly (hopefully) he saw that MC was uncomfortable and kept smiling politely
–Eventually, Zen has had enough of it, and tells his coworkers on MCs behalf
–”Guys, I don’t think she likes to violate work ethics with flirting…”
—One of the guys saw this as jealousy and decided to target Zen’s insecurity which was a Very Bad Idea “What, just because we get a little bit more decent casting roles than you, you’re going to swoop away this young lady?”
–MCs polite smile immediately thinned into a disappointed scowl, “Excuse me, but shouldn’t you be able to discern my fake smiles from my genuine ones? If Zen, who you claim to be worse than you is better at that, then where do you stand, really?”
–They shut up immediately, and MC just sips her mango smoothie in silence
–Zen thought that was slightly hot oh no
–Here she was, buying cat food for Elizabeth the 3rd during her lunch break. I didn’t fuckin sign up for this man what the shit
–But alas, she did it anyway because she’s a responsible lil bean <3
–So, as she was walking towards C&R with a bag of premium cat food, she heard a very familiar voice yell out: “Thief! Stop the thief in the ugly Christmas sweater!”
–Jesus Christ MC, you still have time to yell that part out? I mean considering she told Seven in his route ‘I love you’ when she was grabbed by Saeran I wouldn’t be too surprised
–MC saw Jaehee, “Jaehee? What are you doing here?” and wordlessly, Jaehee threw the bag of cat food to MC and ran after the thief
–She went Sanic The Hedgehog because she’s Gotta Go Fast™
–She just judo-flipped the fuck out of the thief RIP You won’t be missed m8
–Then she just. kinda dragged the thief to MC lmfao and asked for her cat food back
–She saw MC wearing a waitress’ uniform, and asked, “What did this man steal, MC?” Other than her time of course
–”We bought premium coffee beans recently, and couldn’t find a place to store them immediately and so we just put it under the kitchen counter, but he just…leaped over the counter and stole a jar of them.”
–Jaehee was pissed. How dare he even try to steal precious coffee beans? DIdn’t he know how pricey they can get? Furthermore, it was stocked for a restaurant, so it must’ve been of some degree of quality product—
–Jaehee subtly stepped on his stomach a little bit more
–MC made Jaehee a cup of coffee, which was perfect because Jaehee missed her whole lunch break just to get a bag of cat food and to catch a thief smh
–”Don’t worry, it’s on the house. But you can come to my house….anytime. ;)”
–Gdi MC you smooth fucker
–Jaehee’s face was red the whole time as she stomped to C&R
–So he had this brilliant idea of finally progressing from cat-obsessed man to cat-obsessed man WITH A BUSINESS
–So one day he visited a cat cafe to see what it was like and to get ideas of opening his cat-themed business
–The first thing he saw was MC in a waitress uniform with cat ears on her head
–He looks calm but he’s actually like AAAAAAA WHAT THE HELL
–Additionally, the first thing he asked was “Do you have financial problems that you need my help in?” and MC almost looked offended if she didn’t know that Jumin was just a concerned Friend and Cat Mom
–Jumin was quick to dissipate the amused but Jumin doesn’t know that lol frown on her face by assuring her that he found it respectable for her to get a job at her age Dude I’m like in college what do you mean by ‘your age’
--MC recommended him a latte with cat art on the foam, which he immediately said yes to
–But he saw another customer giving you a hard time, and he just zoomed over there
–”Excuse me, is something the matter?” holy shit he sounded like he owned the place
–”Yes, your employee refuses to repay me for what my money is worth!” he nodded sharply to MCs direction, who just shut her lips even more and glared icily at the customer
–He pulled out his wallet and threw a 20 on the customer’s table, shocking both the customer and MC.
–”Didn’t you hear? People don’t serve things that have worth to worthless people. Take this as compensation and go.” DAMN SON YOU’RE MORE DRAMATIC THAN ZEN
–After the ordeal, he confronted the manager and tried to buy the shop from him, just so he can keep an eye on MC
Saeyoung / Seven / 707
–Okay so this boy is a secret agent, but he doesn’t do a very at good job at keeping it a secret
–For example, he just deadass went to restaurant to eat something other than HBC and Dr Pepper
–This would’ve been fine, were it not for the fact that he was oN A MISSION AND HE’S STILL IN HIS DISGUISE AS A MAILMAN
–That would’ve also been fine BUT WHO DELIVERS MAIL AT 12 AM IT JUST SCREAMS SUSPICIOUS MAN
–So there he was,a mailman ordering a Happy Meal at McDonalds (not sponsored) and he’s waiting at the counter just chillin and waiting for his cheeseburger with fries and a limited edition toy on the new Cars movie
–A few minutes later, a bunch of suspicious looking dudes entered the restaurant, and their clothes were bunched with, what he suspected looks like firearms
–Secret agent instinct: ON
–And his suspicions were confirmed, as one of them approached the counter with feigned bravado and trying to exude some sort of confidence maybe??
–EIther way, it didn’t work very well, because even MC looked like ‘really m8 you coulda tried harder’
–Saeyoung didn’t know what he was thinking, but he didn’t want to cause a ruckus and any unnecessary trouble for MC
–He walked up to the guy, and pecked a kiss on his cheek.
–MC is wtf’ing
–The guy is definitely wtf’ing
–Saeyoung is DEFINITELY wtf’ing like what the hell what am I doing, why am I here, I want to walk away, Jaehee where are you pls help me get out of this BS
–”Honey!” Saeyoung cooed, snugging closer to the man and cuddling his arm as if it was the most natural thing in the world. He caressed his arm, and stopped at his hands gripping his handgun in the pocket
–”Oh my! Is that a gun in your pants?” WHA T THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING SEVEN, ABORT MISSION, ABORT MISSION
–The man was so traumatised that he just,,, signalled his friends to scram
–”Saeyoung? Is that you–”
V / Jihyun
–Well, he’s getting more blinder, anyways, MC couldn’t convince him to get the surgery. :’(
–He decides to spend the last days of his sight by looking at ordinary, normal, beautiful things.
–So one day he just walks along the roadside, camera hanging from his neck and his mind swarmed with sentimentality.
–He saw a family restaurant, and it saddened him. He would be able to hear and smell, but he wouldn’t be able to see the bustling warmth of families. He wouldn’t even be able to see, or witness the birth of his own child that he’d someday make with MC.
–So he stopped by. He wanted to remember, and he if he couldn’t do so, he would leave an evidence of his memory through his photgraphs.
–”Jihyun!” There was only person that could call his name out like that, like they were excited to see him, that they anticipated his arrival. He smiled, feeling grateful that even if his sight would disappear, one thing that remained a steady constant in his life would stay that way.
–”MC,” he turned, and squinted. and widened his eyes as he vaguely recognized MC in a…waitress uniform?
–”You work here?” “Yep!” “Do you have financial problems?” Gdi no wonder you’re friends with Jumin
–MC grinned impishly. “No, but I’m helping a friend with her shifts. Plus, the kids here are so adorable and well behaved!”
–MC turned around as she heard her name being called. “Coming!” then she turned to Jihyun, “Sorry, I’ll get back to you later, okay?” her hasty footsteps left an imprint on his memory, as if she herself radiated passion and warmth.She crouched down, wiping a little girl’s tears, and making goofy faces to cheer her up.
–Jihyun smiled. He took his camera, hands tentative. A shutter of a camera was heard, and he felt a smile curve his lips. It’s a good picture, he thought.
–The next day, he lost his sight.
Hey,,,you didn’t tell me I couldn’t write angst, okay. Plus, in the words of @mysplaced-pen, V is too easy to angst. This was requested by @herecometheohs ^^
REQUEST: reader is a mutant w wings, also combined some other prompts/requests
Warnings: angst, violence, fluff, mostly platonic but you can probably guess what happens next
Word Count: 1.2k+
TAGS AT THE END!
They watched in horror from the shadows.
They had gotten an anonymous tip that there was a group of people auctioning off and show casing mutants–scratch that, humans. Innocent human beings were being sold for profit for something that they were born with. These humans were being forced to fight each other.
You were walking on the sidewalk after your morning classes were over. You stared up into the trees and witnessed how the sunlight gleamed in between every twig and leaf, creating an array of lighted dots throughout the trees shadow. Scenery near campus was so pretty, your school was a refined art school, so of course it needed to keep up appearances. All the vegetation was colorful and perfect. This imagery calmed you somehow, it was a beautiful sight, one in which made time feel slower. Like the universe was giving you opportunities to soak up some of the postivity. Because this world is an ugly, ugly place.
You took a deep breath in of the crisp air and continued down the sidewalk.
You had nothing planned today, you were thinking of just going to your favorite restaurant and taking a dish to go. You’d go home, sit on your couch, and eat your life away while watching K-dramas. Yeah, sounded like a good plan.
You were excited to have a day to yourself, you smiled and bounced happily with each step. Your skipping halted when you saw, dead in your tracks, a book on the ground.
The book was clean besides the ripped pages sticking out the sides. You picked up the book to examine it’s leather backing and rough textured paper. It was a nice book, it must have just dropped not too long ago, the book wasn’t worn down and had not gathered any dirt on it yet. The pages contained lots of writing in them.
You looked around to try and figure out who could’ve dropped it, but there was no one around.
You felt bad for taking it, but if it stayed outside it could get really messed up, then you decided. This wasn’t far from your campus, so first thing tomorrow morning you would give it to your school’s lost and found.
You shoved the book in your bag and continued on your journey for food.
You made it to the shopping center that the litte restaurant was located in. The atmosphere felt crowded and loud, a place you wanted to get out of quickly. As you walked you noticed a woman standing, selling her handmade jewelry on a tray.
The jewelry was very beautiful and unique, you could tell by the bright expression on her face that she worked hard and was proud of them.
“I might have to buy one on my way out.” You said to yourself.
Then you snapped backed into attention when you heard someone scream.
You turned around to see the woman on the ground laying on her tray, jewelry on the concrete in pieces. Her eyes widened at her work shattered before her, she turned quickly to a man walking in the opposite direction. You were almost to the restaurant doors until you went running towards the woman.
“Oh my gosh, ma'am are you alright? You’re not hurt are you?” You questioned her as you helped her to her feet.
You could see tears flowing from her cheeks and all she did was nod. You followed her gaze to her broken jewelry, then you flung yourself to the ground to try to gather all the pieces on the tray. Once it was all collected, you used your other hand to shuffle through your bag and offered her a tissue.
“Child, you’re so kind as to help me. It seems everyone else just delivers looks instead of help when a wrong has been done.” She says, sniffling.
“Excuse me, Miss? But can I ask how this happened? You asked, handing her her tray back.
“That man was getting through the crowd. He yelled at me and pushed me out the way. I landed on my things, I worked on all of this for 2 months before it was ready to sell. Now it’s worthless.”
You looked at her with a soft expression. You shuffled through your bag again to pull out your wallet.
“Ma'am? May I buy some of your jewelry?”
She looked at you puzzled.
“But it’s all shattered.”
You glanced over the rubble and picked out a pretty pink charm that could’ve came off a necklace. “How about this?”
The woman smiled.
In all that commotion timed slipped away quickly. You were finally going to get your favorite dish. You opened the doors to find it was almost closing and noone was in the shop. You approached the counter and made your order.
You sat at one of the booths until it was ready. You looked around and noticed you weren’t alone. There was a boy, sitting with his head down in a black hoodie. Maybe he was asleep?
Once your order was finished, you retrieved it from the waitress as the shop was closing. All the staff looked at the sleeping boy awkwardly, like they were cautious about waking him up. You sat your things down and headed towards him. You assured the waitresses they didn’t have to worry about him, that you’d wake him up.
You placed your hand on his shoulder and gently shook him. “Hey there, it’s time to go now.”
Ever so slowly, he lifted his head and the boy underneath the hoodie was revealing his features. He had deep brown puppy dog eyes, and messy, pastel pink hair. He was gorgeous, even after public napping in an oversized hoodie.
When he saw you his eyes widened.
“Oh, it’s you.”
You cocked your head to the side. “It’s me?”
“I hope so.”
“You know of me?” You asked.
“Yep.” He laid his head back and yawned while stretching his arms.
How could he know you?
You continued. “The shop is closing. I woke you up because it’s time to go.”
He scratched his head in confusion, then grabbed his things to get up.
You walked out the store with the boy.
“Have a nice night.” You said to him with a smile.
“That’ll be hard.” He said.
“Why?” You asked.
“Because I have no clue where I am right now.”
“Huh?” You asked, eyes widened.
“Today hasn’t been the best day.” He said shyly, fixing the back of his hair. “Let’s walk.”
“But wait, I have to go home, shouldn’t you be getting home too?” You asked.
“My phone is dead, and I don’t know what part of town we’re in, so I really ..don’t know how…”
You smiled at him. He was like a lost puppy.
You looked up and felt a drop of rain. It was going to rain soon, and it was already dark out.
“How about we make it to my house, quickly. Then, we’ll figure out how to get you home in the morning.” You asked.
He smiled at you softly. “Someone has a big heart.”
You both begin to walk. and you felt your cheeks grow hot.
“Wait, what do you mean?”
“I mean that you’re a little softie.” He responded.
“How? You don’t even know me.”
“No, but I saw you help that woman earlier, and now your helping me blindly. I could be a serial killer, but you’re still letting me come to your house until morning.”
You looked down at the ground as you walked. “Are you a serial killer?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Then we’re fine.”
He giggled. “Are YOU a serial killer?”
“I don’t think so.” You responded.
“Okay-” He said, grabbing the bags you were holding, so you didn’t have to lug them around. “- Then who are you?”
“Earlier you acted like you knew?” You said in a sarcastic tone.
“Not exactly, I knew a girl who stopped everything to help an old woman infront of everyone in a busy shopping center. That’s pretty memorable. The sight kinda lightened up this shitty day for me.”
You giggled. “Glad I could help I guess. My name is Y/N.”
“That’s cute.” He said
You were blushing. “W-what about you?”
“That’s a secret you can find out at home when you decide to split this dinner with me.” He smirked.
“I barely even know you.”
“Says the one inviting me into her house.”
Once inside, you did EVENTUALLY end up splitting the food with him.
You got home late enough as it is, so the night was basically over, but you were able to watch a little TV. When the show went off, you made coffee and sat at the kitchen table with the boy.
“So, can I know your name now?” You say, sliding the coffee mug over to him.
“My name is Taeyong.” He said, blowing the top of his mug.
“That’s cute.” You say.
“I know.” He says back.
You roll your eyes and remember the charm you bought from the woman. You went and grabbed your bag. You then brought it back to the table.
“What do you have there?” Taeyong said.
You shuffled around the bag but couldn’t find the tiny charm, so you ended up dumping the contents of the bag onto the table.
You picked up the charm. “I bought this charm from the woman when her jewelry broke, I felt bad she worked hard and couldn’t make any profit.”
You paused. “I know if I tried selling my work, and it got all ruined…”
You drifted off when you saw his wide eyes locked onto something on the table.
“Y/N, where did you find that book?” He asked, eyes set on it.
“I found it on campus, I didn’t know who it belonged to so I was planning on dropping it by my school’s lost and found. Why?”
“That’s my song book.” He said, grabbing the book and skimming through the pages quickly.
“It is?” You said.
He held the book to his chest and looked at you. “Yes. And I was looking for it all day. I was so torn when I lost it. I gave up looking and passed out at that restaurant.”
He sat the book down and smiled.
He then got up and walked towards you.
You backed up a little. “Taeyong?”
He then wrapped his arms around you.
His tight, warm embrace was so comfortable. You could get lost in it forever. This was one of the moments where time felt slowed.
Then, he spoke in a low, but gentle whisper to himself.
“How come the first moment I laid eyes on you, all you’ve done is make me feel happy?”
You felt your cheeks turn dark red.
“U-uh I didn’t.. I wasn’t-”
“You’re like a good luck charm. You gave me hope earlier when you helped the woman, you woke me up and made sure I wasn’t left behind at the restaurant, & you let me stay at your home. You even found my book.”
He backed away and gave you the most sweet, adoring smile.
“Thank you, Y/N!”
HE IS TOO FUCKING CUTE YOU’RE GOING TO MELT OH MY GOSH.
“Y-you’re welcome, Taeyong.” You said, still shaken up that this beautiful boy was just hugging you so tightly.
“Are we ready for bed?” He said raising his eyebrows suggestively.
“You might be, but on the couch.” You said sarcastically, returning his look.
“Y/N~~ That’s no fun! What if I get cold!”
“Then I’ll bring you a blanket.”
“But what if I’m lonely!”
“I have a disorder where I need to cuddle in order to sleep, and without sleep you can die.”
“I’m sorry Taeyong, but you can’t come to my bed.”
“I’m going to scream”
“Do it and you’ll sleep outside.”
The next morning you wake up at 11:30 am. You slept in alot more than usual. Probably because you stayed up so long with Taeyong.
Their weren’t any classes scheduled today, which was a good thing since you have this maniac in your house.
You went in the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. Then you smelled breakfast.
What the hell?
You walked in the kitchen to find Taeyong standing in your kitchen making bacon, eggs and pancakes. He had no shirt on, and wore the gym shorts you gave him that your best friend Yuta left at your house a long time ago.
“What are you doing Taeyong?”
He turned towards you, his pink hair was all disheveled from sleeping, and his abs were VERY noticable. You tried not to look at his stomach as you felt your face getting red.
“Good morning honey.” He tried to say in the annoying dad tone, but his voice was so raspy from sleep that it gave you chills.
He put the food on the plate. “Come sit down.” He motioned you toward the table.
You sat down and he put the plate infront of you, and then went and grabbed his own. He sat across from you.
“How long have you been up?” You asked him.
“Only a little bit before you,” He took a bite of his breakfast.
“-I’m glad I got up, too. Just in time to make breakfast, aren’t you surprised?”
“That a stranger in my home is making me breakfast, yes.” You responded.
You took a bite of the food and closed your eyes to savour the taste.
“It’s that good?” He giggled.
“These are the best pancakes I ever had! Are these from scratch?” You asked fascinated.
“Y-yeah, it’s my mom’s recipe.”
He was obviously happy he impressed you, his cheeks grew red.
“I’ll have to keep you around then, if you can cook like this.” You said taking a big bite of the eggs.
“That’s kinda what I wanted to talk to you about.” He asked, playing with his hair nervously.
“Hmm?” You said, face stuffed.
“I want to see you again. I want to see you alot.” He said, face becoming blood red.
“You do?” You said, shocked.
“I want to see you tomorrow. Tomorrow night we can go on a proper date together. Just to say thank you for everything.” After he finished his proposal, he covered his cheeks with his hands and awaited your response.
You smiled and grabbed one of his hands from his cheek.
“I’d love too, but only if you make me some more of these pancakes first.” You said, still holding his hand.
He gave you the brightest smile
“I’ll get right on it, ma lady.”
And he bowed.
What are you gonna do?
The time had come, Taeyong had left to go home yesterday after breakfast. You let him charge his phone so you guesssed with that he found his way home.
But the same words played through your head-
“I want to see you tomorrow. Tomorrow night we can go on a proper date together. Just to say thank you for everything.”
UGGGGHHHH WHAT THE FUCK
You hadn’t been asked on a date since highschool. You didn’t know what to wear, or say, or do. Should you text him to confirm the plans?
You had exchanged numbers before he left, so maybe..
Right as you pulled up your keyboard, Taeyong texted you.
“2 Lattes, cafe close to your house, 6:30”
And another text “Can’t wait to see you!~”
You blushed, and texted back. “Gotcha.”
You decided to wear something flattering, but nothing too fancy. Proper coffee house attire, in early spring.
Were you really that interested in him?
He was good looking, he was funny, he was sweet & he liked to take note in things you did.
It seems so perfect, and yet so strange.
Why would someone so perfect be interested in you?
Were you over thinking it?
Maybe he wasn’t interested in you at all, this could be just a little coffee to return all the favors you did for him yesterday.
Let’s just get it over with.
You began walking to the cafe, and you saw him. He made you feel so under dressed. He was wearing a fitted black suit. Not as fancy as a tuxedo, but enough to make him look so irresistible. His pink hair styled, and his face in a smirk looking at you, up and down. When his eyes caught your own he looked away quickly.
So, Mr. Confidence is shy today?
“H-Here, I got you this.” You he said, handing you a single pink rose.
His eyes followed the flower instead of looking at your expression.
You touched his hand as he handed you the rose, you looked up to him.
“Thank you, it’s so pretty!”
You brought it up to your nose and smelled it.
“Ahh, I love the smell of roses!” You said, giving him a bright smile.
He looked at you, blushing, then looked to the door quickly.
“Let’s get inside.”
He held the doors open for you as you stepped inside.
The lady at the counter was very familiar.
Then you knew.
“Hello Miss!” You said excitedly. “Do you remember me?”
She looked up from her work and her eyes widened.
“My, well hello there honey!”
The lady from yesterday, the one with the jewelery.
“I didn’t know you worked here! It’s so nice to see you again!” You smiled.
“Yes, your kindness yesterday was really astonishing, I never even caught your name?”
“That’s a very cute name.”
Taeyong butted in. “That’s what I said too!”
Her gaze went from you and up to Taeyong.
“Oh, you’re with someone. Who is this?”
You opened your mouth to respond until Taeyong beat you to it.
“-I’m her boyfriend.”
You hit his chest. “No, this is Taeyong. My friend.”
She chuckled. “Oh right.”
“What’s your name, Miss?” You asked.
She pointed to the name tag on her shirt with a smile. “I’m Miss Park, but anyway let’s take your orders.”
Taeyong asked what you’d like and made the order and paid.
After she finished ranking him up, & began talking to a new customer, her eyes went to your neck.
You followed her gaze and looked down at the charm laying on your chest. You had attached the charm you bought from her to one of your old necklace chains and wore it.
She gave you the softest smile and mouthed a thank you. You shot back a thumbs up as you walked away to go sit with your latte and your date.
Taeyong was watching the whole thing and smiled, putting a hand on your head to ruffling your hair.
You felt your chest warm up.
“What is your school’s name again?”
“I attend there too.” he said sipping his beverage.
“Really? How come I have never seen you?” You asked.
“Are you a music major?”
How could have he been so close to you and you never were able to see him?
“-I’m glad we passed paths though.” He continued.
“Why, because you like annoying me?”
“Yes, but also because I love watching you.”
“That sounds weird.” You giggled.
“Hush!” He said, putting his hand up to his cheeks. He went from confident sarcastic brat to shy child in 2.5 seconds flat.
“What I mean is you’re full of surprises, and being around you is it own adventure.” He smiled at you.
“And I want to go on so many adventures with you.”
You were nervous and started straightening things around you to try to not look him in the eyes.
“Oh really?” You asked in response.
“Yes, you’re a sight to be discovered. And I want to know everything about you.”
This was a moment you could live in forever. Time was on your side now.
“You think you can stick around that long?” You smirked.
“I think so, if you let me.”
“Happy Birthday Y/N!”
Taeyong said, standing at your door step with bags in hand.
You put your hand on your face and motioned him to come inside.
You had been close to Taeyong for almost 7 months now. You saw eachother everyday.
Your friendship had grown, to where you told each other everything and were always there for one another. Besides the fact you flirted constantly.
Taeyong was your other half. He could make time change. When you went to the park, & played around, or when he picked you up and threw you in the pond, and you pulled him in with you. Those times were so fun that they flew by and you wish you could relive the short laughs and smiles over and over. And other times when he held your hands, gave you long hugs, or fell asleep on you during movies at your house. Time was slowed down. You wanted to live in those moments with Taeyong forever.
He laid the things on your kitchen table as you made coffee for the two of you.
Today was your birthday, and Taeyong was determined to make it your best.
He pulled out a takeout box, a flower, his songbook and a tiny box.
You brought your cups to the table looked at the things sprawled on the table.
“I gathered some things for you, a little bit of nostalgia for your birthday. These are things that mean alot to me, and I hope they mean alot to you to.”
He opened the takeout container, by the smell you knew.
It was your favorite dish from the restaurant you met Taeyong in. The first meal you shared together at midnight in your living room.
You put you hands up to your heart. “Awe Taeyong-”
“Not yet.” He said
He picked up the flower and smelled it.
“A flower for the girl who taught me the smell of the flower is far more important than the looks of it.”
You giggled and you could feel tears at the corners of your eyes. “You’re so lame.”
He flicked your forehead. “Let me finish.”
He picked up the little box.
“I asked for Miss Park’s help on this one.”
He opened the box to reveal a bracelet with a pastel pink charm dangling off. Along with a book, a rose and a pancake charm. You out your hand over your mouth as you held up the crazy charm bracelet.
It was so gorgeous, and you could tell by the beautiful craftsmanship that Miss Park made it. You felt tears stream down your face and your giggles were muffled by your hand over your mouth.
He grabbed your hands.
“Y/N, I have observed you for so long now. And I’m so glad to have met you. I want to spend a long time with you. I still want to spend every adventure with you.”
He picked up the charm bracelet and put it around your wrist.
“I have fallen in love with every little thing you do. All the cute, embarrassing and kind things you do. I have noticed everytime and I have fallen hopelessly in love with them. You can make me the happiest, most nervous, most comfortable, and luckiest person in the world all at the same time. You give me reason. And I am here to say that I am in love with you.”
Your tears flowed heavily as you looked up at him, trying to understand his words.
He is in love with you? He’s in love with you.
We’re you in love with him?
You smiled at him, he let go of your hands to cup your face. He wipes away your tears with his thumbs.
Then he gently pushed your hair back and brought your face to his, giving you a deep, gentle kiss.
The kiss was passionate, like a fire an ice. A burst of life and light that could turn every corner of this ugly ugly world beautiful. Taeyong made every inch of your world beautiful.
And you knew that. And you knew now.
You pulled away from his lips and put your forehead to his own.
“I am in love with you too, Lee Taeyong.”
He pulled away and looked into your eyes with a sweet smile on his face.
He grabbed your hand to pull you up for your seat and spun you around his arms.
When he put you back down, he caged you in his embrace and kissed your forehead.
“Happy birthday Y/N.”
You looked up and kissed his chin, then looked over to your table.
“Taeyong, why did you bring out your song book?”
“Oh, I almost forgot.”
He opened the book and showed you a messaged written across two pages in bold black letters
“I LOVE YOU, MY GOOD LUCK CHARM”
THAT WAS SO AWFUL BUT OH WELL HERE IS TRASH and I know I’ve been gone for minute lol, but I’m back and switching it up a little bit. I hope this awful fluff can make up for it 💗💗
been thinking about an au where jack is, like, totally gone on bitty from the get-go and how that would’ve affected everything. like, he probably would’ve still been an ass during Bitty’s first pre-season, but it would’ve been tinged with a fun new layer of Awkward and Uncomfortable
and like…..jack seemed really really insecure that year in a way he wasn’t the next year so I just imagine this cranky hockey zuko stalking around cursing pie and Beyoncé and the coaches for putting such a huge DISTRACTION on his line.
even if shitty didn’t Know I feel like he would at least notice this bizarre behavior and 1) chirp the everloving shit outta jack for it and 2) be a nosy bastard until jack ends up going on some rant at 2 am about stupid cute wingers and their stupid attractive faces and sort of nonchalantly comes out to him just so he can flop down face first on the bed and groan about how small and holdable Bitty’s butt is
Ok guys so this the first one in a while I’m happy with! I
really hope you guys like this one! I’ve got nothing else so… enjoy!
Warning: cheesy pick-up lines (all clean though), one cuss
Anon Request: Hey i know you have many imagines coming and i
REALLY look forward to Reading them, but When you have time could you do One
where Carter hart uses some Really shitty pickup line on you but its cute and
Okay, honestly? I hate, hate, hate the idea that because Rey was strong enough to fight back, that suddenly just makes Kylo trying to dig into her mind and hurt her okay.
If a guy tries beating a girl up unprompted, the fact that she may be able to give him a square punch in the jaw and run off doesn’t mean the guy was suddenly right to attack her in the first place. Yeah, Rey was able to fight back and eventually go into Kylo’s mind and startle him out of his attack, but the only reason she did that in the first place was to, uh. Defend herself. Because Kylo was the one to kidnap her and steal her to Starkiller Base. Because Kylo was the one being a crummy asshole who broke into Rey’s mind (a procedure that’s been confirmed by canon sources as physically painful for the victim, but whatever) and brought out all these painful thoughts and memories. Invaded her deepest privacy. Made her excruciatingly uncomfortable.
No one is trying to deny Rey her agency and say she’s weak by insisting that she was being harmed by Kylo, because the only reason she fought back was because she was being wrongfully attacked. Then again, I get the sneaking suspicion that people who try to call folks “sexist” for acknowledging that the scene was a torture scene are more so looking for excuses to absolve Kylo of wrongdoing than they are of painting Rey as a strong and fierce woman, but you know.
Requested? Yes – ‘could you do a
really cute fluffy imagine with Jack where Y/N goes to his house bc she’s had a
really really bad day but he’s not there but she stays there waiting for him
and in the middle of her sadness, she finds a little book of things he’s
written about her like very poetic and cute and it makes her happy and he comes
home and she just hugs him and thanks him yeah yeah you know’
[[DISCLAIMER: i have never in my 17 years of living ever written poetry, nor did i ever intend to because that shit is hard and im a horrible writer lol so dont come for me about my shitty poems in this please lol i know theyre bad omg but give this hoe a break ok xoxo enjoy]]
The sky was overcast and cloudy, no view of the sun
nor was there any feel of its warmth. You had a thin shirt and jacket on top,
not much to keep you from the cold breeze. However, this wasn’t even the
beginning to your bad day. Since you awoke this morning, you were fairly upset,
you tried callng Jack every now and then but didn’t want to bother him, so gave
up on your last try in the afternoon. But as you walked down the gloomy, cold
streets of London, it began to rain. It wasn’t a soft drizzle, it didn’t start
with little dropplets, it was hard and harsh, and it was pouring. And this
pushed you over the edge.
You knew crying over rain was silly, but it wasn’t the rain,
it was the entire day. You’ve been holding in your tears all week, trying to
push everything aside, but today, that didn’t seem to work. You silently cried
as you continued walking, everyone around you running to avoid the rain and
hidden under their umbrellas. You couldn’t care less. You knew you looked a
mess, but you were about to go home and look even worse with the extensive
crying coming through.
You decided theres no better place to go than to Jacks.
Changing your route, you walked to Jacks apartment. He knew how to comfort you
better than anyone else and all you really needed were some words of reassurance
and a warm blanket.
After a few minutes, you found yourself at Jacks apartment
complex, knocking on the door there was no answer. Even if he wasn’t home, you
simply wanted to stay in his apartment. As well as not wanting to walk back in
You let yourself in with the spare key he had given you and
walked over to his kitchen, turning the kettle on so you can make yourself a
hot cup of tea. Heading to his bedroom, you picked out a shirt of his to wear
instead of your wet, soggy clothes. But in doing so, a little book fell out.
Picking it up, you whipped a few tears off your first and
out your eyes to see a little clearer. It was brown leather with a little strap
to tie it up, clear pages that were evidently made to be drawn on except, when
you openeded it, it had handfuls of little writings.
You were unsure of whether to read this, you knew it must
have been secret, but when you spotted your name in one of the writings, you
decided reading it wasn’t too bad of an idea.
“my dear Y/N, you are
more than you think,
you are what the people yearn for,
in the dark times of thunder and storm
you are what i need more
when days are no longer bright
and you are constantly crying
i promise i will do everything in my might
to keep you smiling.
Because if the woman who keeps me alive
feels like death is but her only option
I must have failed in some way.”
A few more tears
rolled down your cheeks, this time, tears of admiration. You didn’t know Jack
wrote like this nor did you know he wrote about you at all. And so, you
continued reading on.
“The warmth of a
summer day, cannot be compared to hers
The touch of a rose petal cannot be compared to hers,
She is both gentle and warm,
Both the calm and the comfort.
The frost in a lonely Christmas night cannot be compared to hers
The gushing anger in the endless seas cannot be compared to hers,
As she is both cold and tempered,
Both the piercing and the rage
However, to me, she is but neither.
Not the restful nor the restless.
She is rather my home. My place of safety.
And most importantly, my happiness
Even if the sun and sea were to vanish,
I’d have all I need, within her.”
You smiled through your tears, it may have seemed cheesy and
sappy but you loved it and you loved him and you were in a complete state of
As you sat with the book in your hands and a smile on your
face, you heard the front door open and a familiar voice call your name.
“Y/N?!” Jack called, closing the door as he searched for his
girlfriend. But you caught him before he could find you. You jumped into his
arms and hugged him as tight as you possibly could. “Oh my god, Y/N, you’re all
wet! Are you okay?” He asked as you pulled away from the hug, looking at him
with slightly teary eyes and a smile. “I’m so sorry I didn’t pick up your
calls, I’ve been—” you didn’t let him finish as you simply crashed your lips
onto his. He was ataken back for a moment before he kissed you back, placing
his hand on your face as he used the other to push your wet hair out your face.
“I love you. So much.” You said, looking into his ocean eyes
as a large smile cracked through his features.
“I love you too baby.” He spoke, still smiling as he gave
you a quick kiss on your forehead. “Now, let’s get you out of these clothes and
wrapped in my softest blanket with a cup of tea. And you can tell me all about
your horrible day whilst I plant kisses all over you. Yes?” he asked. You
nodded with excitement as Jack was already rushing to get you warm clothes.
It’s so coooooolllll XD!!!!! look at how awesome Kacchan is, look at Shouto!!! Uraraka, Tsuyu Izuku are just so cute here, and OMFG Iida Tenya!!!!! I did NOT KNOW HE COULD LOOK THIS GOOD!!!
I didn’t actually think All Might would tel Izuku he was gonna die, but I guess he had to tell him eventually. But the way Izuku’s face is here, the way he’s just trying to digest everything… it just hurts my heart…
Izuku why are you doing thids to me?!!!!
This dadmight fluff here is so heartwarming, All Might already had so much faith in Izuku, he’s already defending him when he barely even knows him! I think he’s bleeding from happiness here!!!
My son, why are you doing this to me?!!! DX!!! It’s soo cute how Izuku is so hellbent on wanting All Might to be around when he becomes a hero!
The cinnamon roll doesn’t even realize how much he’s changed All Might these past few months. This s just too cute, Izuku is basically All Might’s motivation to live!!!
and this… THIS!!! All Might’s muscle form is so… deformed now! His hair can’t even stand up anymore and he doesn’t have eyebrows!
Yes my son! Change that shitty future that Nighteye predicted!!! All shitty futures can be changed!!!
She is sooo cool! and pretty!
YEEEEESSSS!!!!!! thank you Horikoshi!!!! This is exactly what I want, more of class 1-A (apart from Shouto and Kacchan)! I want to see more of class 1-A in action! I want to see them use their quirks to its full potential!
Just imagine how Uraraka’s quirk will be when she’s older, she might even be able to lift heavy boulders, or fallen skyscrapers or something! Tsuyu can legit stick on walls so she never has to worry about falling.