i love my simple ring on my finger

Makeup Tutorial For Trans Women

Hey loves! I’m about eight months into my hormone replacement therapy journey, and for the longest time I’ve been searching for the right makeup look. For months I wore full face makeup with eyeliner and lipstick on the daily (and that is totally fine for you to do as well) but it got to a point where I dreaded getting ready every morning. It wasn’t good for my skin and sometimes it did the opposite of what I intended it to do, for I kept getting misgendered. So I learned to start doing less; I feel better about my skin, and I am able to pass much easier. And although I know for some of you passing is not a concern, I am aware that for others passing is a matter of safety and security.

So let’s get into this makeup look!

First things first, priming is very important!! Now I know from paying hormones and other things I have to do financially, I have a pretty tight budget. However, through the help of the internet and some makeup YouTubers, I’ve discovered this very cheap primer. It’s NIVEA for Men Sensitive Post Shave Balm ($5). It works like magic, and it is cheap! The glycerin in the formula helps your makeup stay on all day long. Also, I shave my face right before doing my makeup, therefore an after shave balm really helps. You’ll kill two birds with one stone!

Next up, I like to color correct my five o’ clock shadow, which is mainly my upper lip and chin area. I use Wet n’ Wild MegaLast Lipstick Just Peachy ($1.50). Because my facial hair has a blue-ish undertone, I am using an orangey/peachy color before my foundation to cancel it out. I apply and blend it out with my middle finger.

I like to let it sit for a bit, so to save time, I move on to concealing/highlighting/priming- all with one product! And that is the Maybelline Instant Age Rewind Eraser Dark Circles Treatment Concealer, Neutralizer ($7). I apply it on the bridge of my nose for a subtle highlight, under my eyes for brightening, and on my eyelids for priming the eye makeup!

So once I look like I belong in The Lion King, I use a damp Drugstore Beauty Blender ($4), and blend it all out with patting motions. Be gentle, but really work in the products.

Viola! So now we move onto foundation! I used to wear liquid foundation every day, but I found that it was drying and too cakey for a daily look, so I moved on to bb creams! An lawddddddd, they work wonders! It’s light and breathable, yet is buildable and can cover up problem areas, such as the peachy orange color concealer I use. My current favorite is Maybelline Dream Velvet Soft Matte Hydrating Foundation, 90 Honey Beige ($9). I apply it with my fingers all over my face except for the color corrected areas. I will get to that after with a different application!

I learned that it is not necessarily what brand of makeup you use that makes you look incredible, but the techniques and the brushes are what will do you wonders! So for the bb cream I am using E.L.F’s Powder Brush ($3), which is meant for dry products, but the density and surface of the brush makes for a perfect buffing brush. So blend that in!

Now all you are left with is your upper lip area and chin area that has the peachy tone lipstick on it. So what I do is I take more of that bb cream, and put it on my middle finger, and apply a generous amount on top of the areas. Afterwards, I use the bottom part of my beauty blender and pat that in, making sure to blend out the edges so I’m left with one unison color for my foundation.

Yay! Foundation is all complete! Now because there is quite the thick layer on my upper lip and chin area, I need to set it so it does not move or smudge throughout the day. So what I do is I use Coty Airspun Loose Face Powder, Naturally Neutral ($5) with my beauty blender, and pat a generous amount on my chin and upper lip. This is called baking, where you let the powder cook the makeup and set it really well.

Can’t forget about the rest of the face! So what I do is I take a little amount of that loose powder and apply it mostly on the highlighted areas, such as the under eyes, and the bridge of my nose. But this time, I use a little bit and blend it in really well. Because the deweyness of the bb cream is lovely, and you don’t want to take that away!

While I bake, I like to move on to the eyes. I start with highlighting beneath the brow, with Nourishing Long Wear Eye Shadow + Built-in Primer, Classic Nude ($8). I take the top pinkish highlight color with my ring finger and apply that under my brows for a nice shimmery highlight.

Next, I move on to the eyeshadow, which will actually be the bronzer that I use. I like to keep the eyes simple and nude neutral, for a more natural look. I bought Wet ‘n’ Wild Color Icon Bronzer, Bikini Contest ($3) bronzer at the dollar store, and it is by far one of my favorite bronzers to date! I will apply it with E.L.F.’s Eyeshadow “C” Brush ($3) and pack it on my eyelids. After, I use E.L.F.’s Blending Brush ($3) and blend out the edges to smoke out the eyeshadow.

Next, I highlight the tip of my nose, inner corner of my eyes, and cheekbones with ColourPop’s Glo Up Highlighter ($8), all with my ring finger. It has a more thick powder consistency, and I find using my finger to be the easiest method.

The reasoning for highlighting is that because we have concealed, applied foundation, and powdered our face, adding shimmer brings back a glow to the face. Also… highlighters are so pretty! 

So the next step is to dust off the powder on the chin and upper lip with a very light and fluffy brush.

Now, I move on to contouring/bronzing. I like to use one single product to do the job. Contouring and then bronzing is too much work, and I’m not going for a night time party look, therefore a warm and bronze glow will do the job, if done strategically. I use E.L.F.’s Complexion Brush ($3) and the bronzer earlier and work it right above the natural hollow of my cheekbones, and blend it in in circular motions, whilst blending in the highlight on the cheek too, to make one uniform look.

Don’t forget the forehead, sides of the nose, jawline, and down the neck. I also blend some on the upper lip and chin because the powder earlier can make the areas look slightly ashy. Blend, blend, blend! Very important!

For my eyebrows, I like to use Maybelline Volum’ Express The Rocket Mascara ($6) because it darkens my brows, and the waterproof formula keeps it in place. Eyebrows frame your face, they are very important, so experiment to see what works best for you!

You can honestly end right here, but I like to do mascara. I find that applying mascara on my eyelashes helps feminize my eyes. Take a looksie!

As you can see, simply curling them makes a big difference. Now let’s apply the mascara! My favorite is L'Oreal Paris Voluminous Miss Manga Mascara, Waterproof Blackest Black ($6). Unfortunately, my genetics did not bless me with the best eyelashes, but this mascara knocked me off the park and gives me length I never thought I could have! Look at the difference in the two eyes.

I focus the mascara mostly on the outer corner because it almost gives it a darker smokey/gradient eye look. Now do the same for the other eye and we’re almost done!

For the lips, I like to line them with Rimmel 1000 Kisses Stay On Lip Liner Pencil, Café Au Lait ($3), and fill them in with CoverGirl Lip Perfection Lip Stick, Sultry ($2)

Because I’m going for a more naturalistic look, I like to make the lips more matte. Here’s the trick: You take a tissue paper, put it over your lips, and use a fluffy brush and a loose powder and lightly brush it over my lips for a matte effect.


Now finish up getting ready, and live your life!

You can either add more, or take it all off. At the end of the day, your makeup is your own art, so go with whatever you are most comfortable with!

It Was Bound to Happen

Paring: Sebastian X Reader

Words: 658

Warnings: none.

Anon asked “an imagine or fic whatever with sebastian, he gives the reader a ring (a friendship one) and looks like a engagement ring, so everyone asks the reader if she’s engaged​ (they dont know that Seb gives to her) them seb’s see it, and start to joke about it… and the rest its on you”

A/N: Let me know if you want to be tagged.

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Night Sky Chateau (Jeff Atkins Smut)

While Ariana Grande sang through the speakers, people were dancing, drinking, and overall just having fun. Although prom was supposed to be one of the most special nights of your high school experience, right now it seemed like a regular school dance—except we’re in a hotel and not the gym. Between the saved money from bake sales, the Dollar Valentine’s, car washes, and other shit, we were able to make enough cash to have prom at this hotel called Night Sky Chateau. Pretty long name if you asked me, but it definitely suited it. Lights flashed all around the enormous dance hall, while I sat at one of the pushed aside tables. The song changes, everyone grinding one another. That’d be me and my date, if he hadn’t got a stomach virus and was bedridden in the hospital. Ate some expired sushi, and that was the end of it. I sigh, honestly just waiting for this night to end. I would go upstairs to my room, but a certain someone kept me down here. Jeff Atkins. He is honestly so sweet, unlike a lot of other people here. My eyes scanned around the room, before seeing him with my friend, Miranda. Also his girlfriend. Jeff did some of the cutest things for Miranda, and 9 out of 10 times she never deserved it. When they first got together, I knew how their relationship was gonna be. Miranda would use him as a sugar daddy, and give him sex and fake her love for him. Did it work? Hell fucking yeah. Did I wish it did? Fuck no. Jeff deserves better—he deserves me. I’m snapped out of my thoughts when Hannah sits next to me, pulling me into her side for a hug. I hugged her tightly, another pair of arms holding me on my other side. I take a glance, seeing Clay. I sigh, even my two best friends are finally dating, while I still sit alone. After Hannah tried to commit suicide, a miracle happened and she survived. Of course, Tony still had the tapes, and Hannah didn’t know what to do with them. So we did the only thing that made sense: show her parents and then the police. Bryce was put in jail, Courtney finally admitted to being lesbian, and everyone else on the tapes had been exposed for what they did. Clay officially asked Hannah to be his girlfriend, and here we are today. “What’s going on over here?” I hear Tony ask, Hannah, Clay, and I all letting go of each other. “Hey Tony.” I smile, a hint of sadness in my voice. Tony sits across from us, drinking from a can of Coca Cola. “Thinking about Jeff again, aren’t you?” Tony questions, Hannah and Clay looking at me. “No.” I lie, but the three of them see right through it. “Yes.” I sigh, after Hannah gives me a look. “I don’t know why you just don’t speak to him, and tell him your feelings.” Clay says. I glare at him, Hannah gives him a “I know you’re not talking” look, while Tony just shakes his head and sighs. “What?” Clay asks confused. “I know you’re not talking, considering how you ended up with Hannah. Hell, you even had a damn coach to talk to her so hush.” I explain, Hannah and Tony laughing, while Clay turns redder than Tony’s mustang. “(Y/N)!” I hear my name being called, the voice coming from Miranda. “Be right back, guys.” I say to the trio, walking off to see what Miranda wants. “Hey, what’s up.” I greet her, a cup of punch in her hand. “How you liking prom? Happy I brought you?” Miranda smiles, taking a sip from her cup. If you mean, dragging me out of my house, and kidnapping me to go to a dance with no date, just to leave me by myself hidden in a corner, then yes. I love that you brought me here. I think in my head, but say a simple yeah. “Well, where’s Jeff? You two were pretty comfortable on the dance floor.” I say, not knowing what to say or do. “(Y/N), please. I honestly don’t know or care, matter of fact. He’s yet to put a ring on my finger, claiming we should wait till after school ends.” Miranda rolls her eyes, me internally choking her. “Like how much time does one person need to feel ready for marriage? It’s not like I’m gonna stay afterwards. Hell, I might sign the prenup as he’s getting down on one knee.” She shrugs her shoulders, taking another sip of her drink. “Seriously, Miranda? You do realize he actually loves you right?” I say, not being able to hide my disgust, but like everything else I say or do, Miranda doesn’t notice. “That just gives me more leverage. If he would propose already, that scholarship would be mine too. It’d be my way out of this boring shit hole, now that Bryce is gone.” Miranda whines. “What the hell are you talking about Bryce for?” I say utterly confused, my eyebrows knit together. “(Y/N), you honestly think I was fucking Jeff for a relationship?” Miranda snorts. “Bryce is my actual boyfriend, Jeff is just a side piece.” Before I could even reply to that, I hear someone scoff. I look behind me, met with Jeff. “Are you fucking kidding me, Miranda?” Jeff’s voice is thick with anger, while Miranda stands there in shock. “Baby, that was all a prank, you know I lov—” Miranda tries to grab him, but Jeff yanks his arm back with a shake of his head. “Stay away from me.” With that, Jeff walks out of the dancehall. I go to follow him, but Miranda pulls me back. “Where are you going?” She questions, tears in her eyes. “Fuck you Miranda. Jeff should’ve never even gave you the time of day, and neither should I.” I yank my arm away from her, running after Jeff. I see Jeff get in an elevator, before running towards him. I get in the elevator just in time, Jeff sighing. “(Y/N), what do you want?” His voice is weary, his eyes closed as he leans against the wall of the elevator. Something comes over me, causing me to kiss Jeff. After awhile of him not kissing back, I pull away and start to apologize. He just stares at me as I continue to ramble, before grabbing my face in his hands and kissing me. I kiss back, the kiss turning into a make out session. Jeff picks me up, pushing me against the wall he used to lean against. His lips move down to my neck, nipping and sucking all over it. “You mind being a rebound for tonight?” Jeff asks, against my neck. A small amount of pain pokes my heart, but his lips make it all disappear. “No.” My answer comes out breathy, my fingers tangling in his hair. The doors to the elevator open, Jeff taking us to his room. He holds me up with one arm, his other hand unlocking the door for us. He walks us in, closing the door with his foot before slamming me against it. I moan low, Jeff kissing my neck and grabbing at my ass. I hear the sound of a lock, Jeff bringing us to the bed. He drops me on the bed, before we both strip. Jeff drops to his knees in front of me, spreading my legs. “We’re gonna play a little game, alright?” Jeff looks up at me, his hands placed on my knees. “I’m gonna write a letter, and you have to guess it. Get it right, we go on to the next one. Get it wrong, you get punished and try again. Understood?” “But, Jeff—” I get cut off quickly. “It’s daddy, baby girl, daddy.” He smirks, before licking a long stripe up my heat. I moan loudly, covering my mouth instantly. “Baby girl, don’t.” Jeff pulls my hand away from my mouth. “I wanna hear you.” I nod, Jeff going back to his letters. He does two half circles, after doing the line again. “B-b.” I stutter, my stomach clenching at the feel of Jeff’s tongue against me. “Correct.” He does the next one, but I can’t think of it so I guess. “R?” I ask, hoping I’m right. A hard slap against my thigh, makes me jump from the bed with a slight shriek. “Try again, baby.” Jeff does the same thing, but I still don’t know. “M?” This time I feel his fingers pinch my clit, my body shivering as I cum at the touch of pain and pleasure. “Wrong again, baby girl, and you came without permission.” Jeff shakes his head and sighs, I bite my lip. “One last time, or else it’s over.” He does it again, my mind finally getting it. “N?” Jeff nodding, gently rubbing my thigh. “Good girl.” He kisses my inner thigh. By the time we’re done with the alphabet, I’ve came 6 times altogether. I close my eyes, my pussy sensitive at this point. “Baby girl, you think I’m done?” Jeff asks, a smirk clear in his voice. I look up at him, his body hovering over mine. I slightly nod, my body still going through the motions. “I’m sorry to say baby girl, but we’re just getting started.” The biggest smirk is planted onto his face, before he lays down next to me. “Show daddy what you can do.” I find the energy to get up, and line myself with him. I slowly slide down his cock, the stretch bringing tears to my eyes. Big is an understatement, as Jeff completely fills me. “Holy shit.” He grunts, while I try my best not to cum right here on the spot. I lay my hands on his chest, lightly scratching him as I get used to his size. Once I’ve got used to him in me, I start to bounce up and down, Jeff’s hands grabbing a hold of my hips tightly. I can feel the bruises growing under his fingertips, but the enormous amount of pleasure I’m in surpasses the thought of it. Jeff starts to buck his hips up, putting me in shock for a second, as I squirt all over him and the comforter. We both look at each other in shock, going harder and faster. Jeff flips us over, his strokes slow but deep. I feel every of inch of his cock in me, my nails creating patterns of scratches up and down his back, but that just makes Jeff go harder. He puts my right leg on his left shoulder, wrapping my left leg on his right hip. The change in angle has me screaming so loud, my throat starts to hurt. A thrust harder than the last, brings me over the edge, me squirting for the second time in my life. Jeff keeps going, kissing me on the lips and neck again. Jeff pulls out, turning me on my stomach. He pulls my butt up, pushing my head down slightly, me arching my back to help him out. He slams into me, my hands clawing at the sheets, my moans and screams muffled by one of the many pillows. “You’re on the pill, right?” Jeff grunts, me answering with a yes. In a blink of an eye, Jeff shoots his load in me, me squirting all over again. Jeff pulls out before falling down on to the bed next to me. After a minute or so, Jeff gets up, getting a towel from the bathroom to clean us up. I get up, pulling the comforter off the bed, thankful the sheets underneath are still dry. I get under the sheets, Jeff laying behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist. “If being your rebound gets me this, oh I’ll be waiting for your next break up.” I joke, the rumble of Jeff’s chest because of his laughter, vibrating my back. “Or…” Jeff trails off, making me turn around to face him. “You just get it any time, by being my girl.” He kisses me. “I’d like that.” I smile, kissing him.

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Inhale (Scarlet Gold)

→ immortal!reader x exo; aeon’s lovers

prologue - ch. 1

→ warnings: mentions of blood and gore.

You take him in, his emotionless face as he himself takes your confession in. He doesn’t move a single muscle, except for his dark eyes that meet yours.

“Let me explain, won’t you? It all started in 1934-…”

Detective Do’s face broke, and his eyes grew crazed, wide and screaming as the realization dawned upon him. You paused, swallowing back the lump in your throat before starting yet again;

“My story starts in Siheung, 1934, in Korea under Japanese rule, with a handsome, rich man named Kim Jongdae. 

Jongdae was only a year older than me and the son of a Japanese doctor and car collector whom had found a wife and settled down in Korea. His mother was Korean and his father was as mentioned, a rich Japanese man. This enabled the family riches with seemingly no limit, however, despite what you might think, that was not the reason why I loved him.

I was staying the summer at my aunt’s house in Siheung, close to the Kim family’s mansion, and one beautiful morning as I took a stroll, I bumped into him. My simple plan to stay with my aunt for the summer turned into me being so forcefully pinned down by his adoration and this luxurious ring he pushed onto my finger. We fell in love so quickly, quicker than any car his father owned. And still, to this day, - I wish his father hadn’t ever received that new car that faithful day.”

Siheung, Korea, 1934

You stormed through the grand halls of the familiar mansion, not caring much if you stumbled into a door being pushed open or one of many expensive vases. Actually, you’d love it if Ms. Kim had redecorated to your wishes, your fist was itching to break something irreplaceable. As you ran, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment and your stomach was tight with rage. Just how could he?

“Y/N, darling-” His voice was loud, closing in on you as you jogged through the empty living area, almost stumbling over the thick edge of the foreign carpet. With an annoyed huff, you closed in on the front door. You saw the light on the end of the tunnel but just as you reached for the door handle, your fiancé grabbed hold of you and tugged you into his chest. Only for you start squirming stubbornly under his hold, of course. He huffed sadly, jokingly at your struggling.

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Helpless + Shance

Long stemmed glasses clink all around Lance as he finds a spot to catch his breath. Allura spins across the dancefloor, effortless as ever as if they hadn’t been dancing all night. Not even a a bead of sweat in her brow while Lance is doing his best to snatch one of the glasses off a tray going by.

It took him nearly a month to convince her to let him tag along to this gala event for whatever charity she was supporting right this minute. Worth it, he thought as he sipped the sweet alcohol. Even if half the people here were a little snooty and didn’t get his jokes, even if Allura had threatened to kill him if she caught him flirting with one more important guest. She was one of his best friends, not his mom, and she didn’t scare him.


“Done dancing already,” she teased as she took a seat next to him.

“Just needed a drink.”

She eyed him before her eyes lit across the room. Allura had helped set up, so they had been two of the first people to arrive. It was only the last half hour that the party had really gotten into full swing. Lance followed her gaze to the dancefloor, before restlessly glancing to the new wave of people entering the large room.

Lance was suddenly very glad for his drink as his mouth decided to go as dry as the Mojave.

The most devastatingly hot guy had entered the room and he could feel the temperature raising a couple dozen degrees. Tall, practically cut from diamond from what he could see, broad shoulders tapering in, blushing muscles just barely contained in his dress shirt. A shock of white hair and a scar across his nose only added to his allure.

Lance leaned over to Allura, jaw slack. “Dibs.”

She followed his line of sight, lips smirking when she realized what had caught his eye. In a flurry of skirts, she bustled from his side and across the room to where the handsome stranger stood.


He’d never stand a chance against Allura. She was beautiful and smart and damn near like royalty around these parts. She’d have this guy hook, line and sinker before Lance would even manage to catch his eye. He huffed in his defeat, but really, better for him to lose to Allura from the start and not get his hopes up.

He snagged another drink from a passing tray, trying desperately to read Allura’s lips. Maybe he could learn a trick or two. Intense grey eyes nearly made him spit his drink. He sat ramrod straight as the handsome stranger looked into his very soul, he swears, before looking back to Allura.

Double shit.

She was leading him over to where Lance sat. Was it too late to bolt from the room? What had she said to him? Why was she bringing him over here?

“Shiro, this is Lance.” She winked at him from behind the handsome stranger’s back. “He practically like a brother to me.”

A strong hand was held out to him. It practically swallowed Lance’s own. He audibly swallowed, eyes locked on the hand grasping his.

“Hi, Lance, Shiro. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Uhh, likewise…”

He finally looked up into Shiro’s face, and oh boy, big mistake, because holy shit, oh wow. He was done for.

“Would you… would you like to dance?”

Lance practically choked, looking startled.

“Allura told me I hadn’t experienced dancing until I danced with you,” he laughed. God, it was like springtime. “So, what do you say?”

Lance fucking owed her. Big time. Whatever she wanted of his, it was hers.

Shiro was like the most fluid wall Lance had ever encountered. Like how could someone so sturdy, move so effortlessly. He may have only stuck to the very basics, but he wheeled Lance around the room like he was a prize he was showing off. It made Lance’s head spin.

And like a damn Disney movie, the night came to an end and Lance wanted nothing more than to bask in Shiro’s glow.

“Do you want to exchange numbers? Maybe?” Shiro seemed suddenly shy and it was so funny to Lance. He felt like he could worship the ground this man walked on. Of course he wanted to exchange numbers.

I hope this number wasn’t fake

Why would anyone give you a fake number? I was hoping yours wasn’t fake.


Do you maybe want to get dinner some time?

I mean…

You’re cute.

This week feels so long.

Don’t worry I’m coming to bug you

Lance, that’s like the third time in two weeks, you’re going to get me fired.

Pfft your boss loves you

Hurry up and get here, I miss you.

!!!! You can’t just say that I almost swerved into traffic


Redlights and stuff don’t count
Ugh fine I’ll be there soon <3

God I’m so into you

Good, because I’m into you too.



I hope that’s the plan for tonight ;)


Keith says you left some stuff at the apartment.

Tell your weirdo brother I’ll get it when I come over tonight
Make sure you tell him he’s a weirdo tho

One, I’m not telling him that. Two, I thought you guys were friends now. Three, you’re staying the night?

Why are your texts like reading a dissertation
Keith and I are like best friends now that’s why you gotta tell him he’s a weirdo for me and yes I’m staying the night it’s Wednesday my dude

I’m pretty sure it’s Tuesday.

I’ll see you tonight

I’m just saying if you loved me you’d share him

lol hes mine get your own

A year and a half in, and god, Lance is so fucking gone for Shiro.

He looks so good sitting on the couch in Coran’s living room. He so seamlessly fit into Lance’s life, like there had been a Shiro shaped spot in it the whole time. He couldn’t remember ever having been so happy. Couldn’t dream he could be any happier.

He helped Allura wash dishes after dinner, sneaking glances at Shiro and Coran’s conspiratorial whispering. They finished and he dried his hands, walking back into the living room.

“What’s going on in here? You too look guilty af.”

Coran patted Shiro on the shoulder, a smile twitching his mustache.

“Nothing, you ready to go?”

Lance nodded, gathering his coat. The stepped out into the cool autumn air.

“Hey, Lance?”

“Yeah, babe?” Lance turned from where he had started to open the car door.

Shiro stood a couple paces behind him.

“I don’t have a dollar to my name.” Lance started to break into a question before Shiro steam rolled on. “I’m not anyone important. All I have is my honor and strength and a high tolerance for pain,” he huffed a quick laugh. “But, all of it, everything, is yours. Even if we end up in a tiny apartment on the bad side of town. I want to give everything to you, spend every day with you. I look at you and I know the sky’s the limit.”

Shiro lowered to one knee, a small box in hand. Lance’s eyes immediately filling to the brim.

“I’m so helpless when it comes to you… will you-”

“Yes!” Lance threw his arms around Shiro, tears spilling over his cheeks. “Oh my god yes!”

He choked back sobs as Shiro slid the simple ring over his finger.

“I love you, Lance.”

“I love you,” Lance choked out a laugh. “God, I’m so into you.”

@quiiiznak thanks for getting that stuck in my head for the next 100 years lol

A Court of Spring and Stars pt. 8

Word Count: 4146


I gulp down the fear that starts to course its way through me; fear for myself - my life - when my father finds out that my mate is his enemies son and fear for Kieran. I don’t know what my father will do to him but I know that I won’t be able to stand by and let it happen. The mate bond screams at me to protect him but I don’t know how.

I can’t even protect myself.

But there’s another fear in me. Why me? I can’t be someone’s mate. I’m sure Kieran’s thinking the same thing. Why her? I mean it’s impossible that he actually likes the idea of me being his mate. Who would? I’ve never been anyone’s first choice, only Roric’s and that was for the power I could provide him not me, but that’s just it: I’m not his choice. He didn’t choose me. The Cauldron chose for me to be with him. Maybe he doesn’t want some old, giant bowl to decide who he ends up with. Even if Kieran is happy right now, eventually he’ll grow tired of me. He’ll leave me and it’ll break me because even now after so little time I’m falling hard for him. I can’t imagine losing him after having more time with him.

I need to think. I need to think and be away from him for awhile. Especially be away from him for awhile - the bond is screaming at me and it wants me screaming his name. “Can - can we go back to the manor please? I need time … to think.”

He nods, eyes shining, and says, “Of course, sunshine. Whatever you want.”

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I hate when I tell people I’m engaged and they hit me with the “marriage don’t define love” “getting married is stupid” “marriage ain’t for me” “you’re too young” …… marriage doesn’t define love. Only love defines love. He proposed to me and gave me this ring as validation a simple gesture to tell me he feels exactly the same as me and that we are going to embark on this journey together. You can keep the millennial shit, I want a wedding, I want a big family and I want my king by my side 💜 he got me what he could afford and then later gave me another 💍💜 idc if he would have got me a mood ring because the only thing that defines our love is us. He proposed to me with his loyalty far before he put the ring on my finger. To all those who talk shit on marriage I must say this one thing, you only don’t like it because you don’t see yourself doing it which is fine 🤷🏽‍♀️ but don’t try to shit on my love because you haven’t found your soulmate. I can’t relate to the single bitter shit, me and bae can argue, fight, ww3 in this mf but at the end of the day he understands me and I understand him. Love isn’t easy, loving someone isn’t easy but it comes naturally when you’re with someone who completes you. I look in his brown eyes and I fall in love everyday even when I’m mad 💜 he does everything to make my crazy ass happy and vice versa ❤️ whenever he need somebody checked I’m at mf neck for him. Our love is more than just a ring and a ceremony, our love is what brought us to be the best us. So before you respond to my engagement with a smart ass remark remember I don’t give a shit and I’m happy , are you? Photo: @ fvckaesthetic (IG)


Derek x Reader

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You glared at Scott who was giving you the puppy dog eyes. Of all the times he and his pack had to be attacked was now, half of the pack was at the church where you were going to marry Derek in less than twenty minutes and you were across town following Scott to help stop something rampaged across Beacon Hills.


“Scott we don’t have time!” Isaac objected when you followed him.


“Look phone Erica and tell her to stall.” You said hurriedly.


It took another half an hour to find and catch the creature long enough for Isaac, Scott and Allison to tame it and lock it up. Scott jumped up when the four of you sat down, answering a call and talking quietly.

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Dear Journal,

I don’t know where to start. I’m not going to talk about my classes because they were boring and i don’t want my journal to be boring. But after classes, I was looking outside the window in the hall, admiring the new landscape. During the day, the snow melted. Yes, it was still a bit muddy and humid, but we could see the green grass and the colourfull flowers. I suddently felt strong arms around my torso. Sirius. My cheeks flushed and I turned around and he hugged me properly.

“Hi Moons! How would you feel if I took you on a date tonight? It’s been a while since we had a proper date..” he said, smilling.

“Yes, I would love that!” I responded, feeling my heartbeat quicken.

“Great! Meet me in the common room at 6 o'clock! I have things to prepare so i’ll see you then!”

“Okay, I’ll be there!” I kissed his forehead.

“I love you babe!” He screamed, starting to run away.

I laughed and I sat on the edge of the window leading to the garden and opened my book. I thought that if I read a bit, time would go faster and my date with Sirius would get closer. Sometimes, i can’t believe how lucky I am. I can still picture the day Sirius and I first kissed in my head. The snow on his jet black hair, his big grey eyes and his red cheeks. I love him. So much. Seeing him smile always made me happy. I looked at the clock on the hallway’s wall. 5:50. I decided to head up to the common room to meet Sirius. When I arrived, he wasn’t there yet. I went up to our dorm to change. I wore my black trousers with a plain white blouse. I tried, and i insist on “tried” to place my messy hair. I wanted to look good for my boyfriend. I stepped down the stairs, receiving glances from students and that’s when I saw him. He was standing straight, waiting for me. He was also wearing his white blouse but with a black tie. I took a few seconds to admire him. He was nervously tapping his foot on the floor with his hands behind his back. I aproached him and softly coughed to get his attention.

“Remus! Wow! You look handsome..” he said looking down, blushing.

“You look really handsome too Sirius.” I blushed.

It was like we were crushing on eachother all over again. Both blushing and giggling.

“Follow me.” He said, linking our arms together.

“Where are you taking me?” I giggled.

“Just wait… You’ll see.” He smirked.

We walked through the empty halls and stopped in front of the room of requirements.

“The room of requirement, a classic.” He smilled.

“What are you planning..” i smirked.

“Come in and you’ll see…”

He opened the door for me and i softly gasped. The room was lightened by hundreds of candles. The walls were decorated with white long veils. At my right, there was a small round table dressed with a white tablecloth. Roses were thrown here and there. An old vinyl was playing a slow song in the background. I turned my head to the left and saw a big bed. The white covers on it looked so soft and smooth. Was he planning to sleep here too? I looked at him with a big smile. He was smirking at my suprised face.

“Do you like it? Is it too much? I thought the roses made it a bit cheesy but I know that you like it when it’s romantic so i di..’

I crashed my lips on his, not letting him finish his sentence.

“It’s perfect Pads. I love it. I love you.” I whispered to him.

“Well… would you like to eat?” He asked.

“I’m starving!”

We sat face to face, looking at eachother lovingly. We ate and talked about the old times. Our first day at Hogwarts, our numerous pranks, the time we spent on the map and all the times we fell more and more in love with eachother. After we were done eating, Sirius grabbed my hand and lead me to an empty space of the room. He turned the volume of the slow music higher and stepped close to me. He layed his hand on my shoulder and took hold of my other. I put my hand on his waist and he stepped closer so our foreheads would touch. I could feel his hot breath on my cheeks. He smelt like expensive cologne mixed with our dorms soap. We danced slowly for a few songs.



He distanced his face so he could look into my eyes.

“I love you so much Remus. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You mean so much to me. You are my familly. I want us to be a familly. I wanted to wait until graduation but… with the war coming closer everyday, i just want us to be together forever.” He said, his eyes glowing.


“Remus.. Will you marry me?”

“Sirius… Are you.. Are you asking me to marry you?”

“Yes.. Yes but we don’t have to get married so soon.. But for now, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?” He asked.

“Of course I will! Sirius I love you! I love you so much!!” I said, jumping to his neck.

He held me close and pulled away so he could kiss me. It was a long and romantic kiss.

“Are you crying baby?” He asked, noticing my teary eyes.

“They are happy tears I promise!” I laughed.

He wipped my tears and kissed my cheek.

“Here, I got you a ring. It’s really simple but there’s something written in it. Look!” He smilled.

I looked inside the ring and read «Moony + Padfoot»

“Sirius.. it’s beautiful. I love it. Wait, I want you to put it on me…” I whispered.

“You are so romantic Merlin!” He giggled, sliding the simple ring on my finger.

“I love you”

“I love you too Re.. Let’s go cuddle now, I sick of wearing this thight tie.”

I took him on my back and dropped him on the bed. He was laughing. His laugh was the best thing ever. It made my heart warm up. We got dressed into our pyjamas and layed on the bed. He was only wearing his pyjama pants. I could see his muscles rise up and down as he breathed. I was wearing a white t-shirt with grey pyjama shorts. I know that Sirius doesn’t care about my scars, but I felt more comfortable with a t-shirt on.

“So now, can I call you my fiancé?” He smirked.

“Only if I can too!” I smiled.

“Can I be Sirius Lupin after our wedding?” He laughed.

“It sounds weird!” I giggled.

“I can’t wait to marry you, my future husband..” he smilled.

We kissed again. My fingers softly ran on his bare chest, sending shivers through his body and mine. He ran his hand in my messy hair. I felt like my skin was on fire. He kissed down my neck, leaving purple and red marks. I felt safe with him. I felt good. I know Sirius wanted us to do… Well, do “it”. But when he first asked, I wasn’t ready. He was very sweet and he told me that he would wait for me to be ready. Since then he never asked again. He’s waiting for me. I pulled away from his kiss and catched my breath.

“Pads.. I’m ready.” I said, feeling confident.

“W-What?” He asked, confused.

“I’m ready… i want you.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel pressured love..” he said, looking into my eyes.

“I’m ready. I want this.” I smilled.

He kissed me deeply.

“Merlin i love you so much.” He said, kissing my lips.

“I love you too”

That night, we fell asleep in eachothers arms. It’s like we were all alone in the world. It was definetly one of the best days i’ve ever lived.

Febuary 1st 1976

No matter what, Always and Forever (C.H)

Calum Hood, 5 Seconds Of Summer.

Part 1             Part 2                                 

I stare at Calum’s hands as he drives us through the night; his fingers gripping tightly on the steering wheel, his biceps flexing and close to ripping his black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled-up and his tattoos swirling on his skin and most importantly our engagement ring, the simple silver band that hugs his finger and shines under the moonlight and the lights of the car and the road ahead of us.

I run my fingers through his soft curls and smile at the sight of my soon-to-be husband.
“Are you ok, love?” He asks me, his eyes glued on the road. He is always such a conscious driver, concentrated on the road and on our safety.
“Yeah, just a bit dizzy from the wine…” I reply leaning on my seat. Calum chuckles and takes my hand in his before he kisses the top of my hand.
“My girl is drunk and it’s the only night that I can’t take advantage of her…” He says, chuckling.
“Well, I am going to get drunk again tomorrow and then you can take advantage of your wife…” He says, chuckling.
“I can’t wait, kitten.” He says, cheerfully.
“Me either..”
“I can’t wait to start a family with you…” He smiles at me, stopping at the red light.
My face drops a little bit a few memories from some years back popping in my head.
“Are you alright, dove?” He asks, looking at me concerned.
“Are you feeling dizzy?” He asks again before I could answer.
“No, I just.. Cal, we never talk about my miscarriage… I know it’s probably not the right time but I am scared… What if it happens again? What if I won’t be able to conceive again?” I ask, feeling my eyes brimming with tears.

Calum passes the greenlight but pulls over in an empty emergency lane within a minute. He turns on his seat and grabs my face in his hands, looking at me with love.
“Babygirl, there is nothing to be scared of… No matter what, I am going to be by your side. We were so young when this happened. I was in the beginning of my career, I was traveling all the time and you were still in college, it would be so hard for us to raise a human, especially back then when we weren’t even in the same country.”
“We could still make it… ” I mumble as he strokes my cheek.
“No doubt on that baby. But everything happens for a reason. Remember that we had just started our relationship. If we had a baby back then, maybe we wouldn’t last… The pressure would be high and the bond we had back then wasn’t as strong as it is now..”
“Maybe you are right. But I can’t help but think of it… Our baby would be 3 years old now if I…”
“(Y/N) stop. It wasn’t your fault. It is common that early in pregnancies. Stop torturing yourself.”
“Calum, you don’t get it…”
“No, (Y/N), I do get it. I lost a baby too. And I wasn’t even there. I couldn’t be next to you cause I had to fucking stay on that fucking tour. And it hurts me too. Sometimes I stay awake at night and think of how everything could have been so different. I blame myself for not being there to take care of you or go through that with you. So, please don’t tell me that I don’t get it, cause I do. But I know that we are going to make it through everything cause you and I baby are above all. And I don’t care if you won’t get pregnant again. We can adopt or for all I care, fill the house with dogs. I love you, you are my family (Y/N).” He says looking deep in my eyes.

I lean in to kiss him and he responds almost immediately kissing my lips with the same passion he did on our first kiss.

“Now Mrs. Hood, I have to take you home and put you in bed, cause tomorrow it’s the big day…” He says, turning on the engine.
“Will you stay with me?” I ask, laying back on my seat.
“Babygirl, I really wish I could. But I have to go to the hotel, the guys are waiting for me.”
“I thought you had your bachelor party 3 days ago…”
“I had my party. They are waiting for me just for a drink and a chat, nothing special…”
“I see…Have fun. And don’t get too drunk, you have to be waiting for me to walk down the aisle tomorrow evening…”

The next morning I wake up by a light knock on my door. I drag my feet on the marble floor and down the stairs. I scratch my head and groan, realizing by the shape behind the dark glass door, that it is my best friend, probably ready to kick the day off.
The day… Uh, I’ve been waiting for that day for so long…

I open up the door, greeting my best friend with a hug.
“Are you ready for your big day? ” She asks, beaming with excitement. I smile, thinking of the moment I will walk down the aisle towards my husband.
My stomach twists and turns, every bit of food I had last night threatens to flow back up and spill from my mouth.
“(Y/N), are you ok?” My best friend asks, worried. I raise my hand in front of me, signaling her to stop talking and give me a minute. The jitters of anxiousness and excitement are making my whole body act weird.
“I am fine. I just thought of Calum and you know… I got all excited and anxious. ” I reply after a few seconds.
“Oh, I see…” She responds, smiling excitedly.
“OH my God… You are getting married…. You are getting married to Calum… Calum Hood… Oh my God. And I am going to be the maid of honor…” She freaks out, causing me to laugh.
“Stop freaking out… ” I giggle
“You are right… There is no time for freaking out… Your mom and your aunts are already in the hair salon. Your hairdresser is getting here in an hour and the bridesmaids are on their way. ” She says, reading her notes on her phone.  I hug her and she laughs.
“Thank you for your help. I couldn’t do it without you. ”
“Shhh… Don’t think about that. Go hop in the shower and I’ll prepare everything in here…”

After hours of pampering and everyone being over my head, it’s finally time for me to wear my wedding dress. My mom looks at me while tearing up and my friend/ make-up artist scolds her for ruining her masterpiece.  My best friend helps me zip my dress up while the photographer takes pictures of everyone.
“The car is almost here…” My sister announces as me best friend takes care of the last details on my dress.

“Oh my God. You look so beautiful…” My mom says through tears.
“Really?” I ask, taking a look in the mirror. I truly look good. I just feel a bit weird, a bit anxious about Cal’s reaction.
“Like a princess. ” Mali comments and I blush.
“Can we be alone for a while?” Mali asks everyone politely.
“We are going to be in the cars. Whenever you are ready, we will leave.” My mom says before they leave the room.

I sit on the edge of the bed and Mali takes a seat next to me.  
“I just wanted to tell you that I am really happy for you and my brother. You are perfect for each other and honestly, I can’t imagine you two being separated. You are amazing (Y/N). And you make my brother so happy, I haven’t seen him like that since we were kids. I know that you two are going to live a happy life together and I can’t wait for you to build a beautiful, big family. You are part of the family, you always were, just now it’s going to be official. ” Mali says, hugging me tightly.
“It means a lot to me. And I can’t wait for baby Aiden to have a little cousin. I hope that I continue to make him happy, until the end of our lives. That’s my goal. And honestly, I don’t think that I’ve ever been happier, ever in my life. ”
“You both deserve each other. Now let’s go. My brother is waiting for his bride. ” Mali says, taking my hand in hers.

The ceremony was beautiful. We had the wedding in Malibu Pier and everything seemed just dreamy. After a few photos, it was finally time for Calum and me to have our first dance as a married couple.
“Will you tell me which song you picked?” I ask Calum as he guides me on the makeshift stage.
“You will find out in a few seconds, Mrs. Hood…”
“It sounds funny. ” I giggle as he places his arms around my waist.
“Better get used to it. You are going to have it for the rest of your life. ” He whispers in my ear and leaves a kiss on my temple as the music starts.
“You pick the song from Princess and the frog…” I gasp surprised. Calum laughs lightly as he starts swinging us from side to side. His arms are bringing me close to his chest and I am feeling more protected than ever.
“You’re my Queen of the night, so still, so bright…” He murmurs and I put my head on his chest.  
“I love you so much. ” I whisper, focused only on my husband.
“I wish I loved you more than you love me, baby. But I know you love me so much, sometimes it’s scary to think that a person has so much love inside. I love you more and more and I hope one day to overcome your love. ”
“That was beautiful…” I state, leaning in for a kiss. He gladly responds, leaning in the remaining few inches.

After a while, we both had to go around the tables and greet the guests. I am talking with a few friends of my mom while Calum went over his family. I stare at him from across the deck, my eyes focused on his happy, squishy face and soft eyes. His nephew, Mali’s son, is in his arms, reaching to touch his face with his small hands. I can see Calum laugh and enjoy the interaction with the baby and that makes me smile.
“Excuse me for a while. I need to go to my husband. ” I apologize to the ladies, earning a few comments of how in love we are and how we can’t go without each other for more than mere minutes, which are actually the truth.

I walk up to Calum, greeting a few guests as I walk by. Baby Aiden reaches his arms towards me once he sees me, being the cuddly little monkey he is. I boop his nose and lean my head on Calum’s shoulder, making him turn to me.
“What is it, princess? Did you get tired? ” He asks me, pecking on my forehead. I hum in disagreement as Mali reaches to pick her son from his uncle and aunt.
“No, I just missed you…” I reply to Calum, who grins at me.
“My babygirl… Can’t go a minute without me…” He chuckles shaking his head.
“Can I tell you something?” I ask, biting my lip.
“Sure…” He replies, his eyebrows knitted together.
“I want you to be calm and I want you to tell absolutely no one. ” I state, earning a more puzzled look from him.
“Go ahead…”

“I am pregnant. We are having a baby…” I announce. His puzzled look changes into a shocked and then into an excited one.
“Are you kidding me? ” He asks, stuttering a bit. I shake my head no and he hugs me close to his body.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. 100% sure. I went to the doctor last week. I wanted to tell you during our honeymoon trip but I saw you with Aiden and I couldn’t help it…"I mumble excitedly.
"How far are we?” Calum asks me, his eyes twinkling.
“7 weeks far. I don’t want to tell anyone until I am at least 3 months far. I just don’t want to put bad lucky on it this time. ”
“Understandable babygirl… Did you tell the doctor about the previous pregnancy?” He asks me. I can tell he is just as worried as I am.
“I did. And she gave me some vitamins and some calcium and some other tablets that I should take on the first trimester. ”
“This time we are going to make it, babygirl. We are going to be a big family…” He assures me, holding onto me tighter.

Comes the Dawn

Well my muse had a moment, I blame all the Easter Candy and a desperate need for some Fitzsimmons feels.

Jemma couldn’t say how much time had passed since that fateful moment she had left Fitz in the server room of the Superiors Base, his “Be Careful,” the last thing he had said to her before the nightmare had began.   Time had lost all concept in their jumps between the Real World and the Framework.  Days or hours, it didn’t matter since it was time they were apart.

They had finally won.  AIDA and her army defeated, the Darkhold destroyed, and their friends rescued.   She could still feel Fitz’s tears on her neck as she eased him out of the cradle and into her arms.  Broken sobs and apologies muffled by her shirt.  

She had done her best to sooth him, kissing every inch of his face before she ended on his lips in a long deep kiss.  “You came back to me,” she had said before she pulled him back into her arms where she knew he would be safe.

Now the salty sea air blew against her face as the dark of the night around them was just beginning to fade away.  The base they had just destroyed to save their friends smoldering behind him and the team had scattered to take a few moments to themselves and those closest to them before they boarded the Zephyr for what would be a long trip home.  

Fitz had slipped away from her as she had tended to May.  Doing extra scans to ensure that her extended time in the Framework hadn’t had any additional ill effects.   But she knew where to find him, she always would.  

He sat on the beach still clad in the simple pajamas AIDA had put them all in, with his arms wrapped around his knees and eyes fixed on the warming horizon.  

Without hesitation Jemma went to his side and settled into the cool sand next to him.  Her arm looped through his and she snuggled her head into the crook of his neck.  A small wave of relief washed through her as he pulled himself closer and rested his head atop her own.  

“I had an encounter with your LMD,” she started gently as he tensed at the mention of it.  

“He was the one that gave you the marks on your neck…and the leg,” Fitz started his voice tight in worry.

“He was,” Jemma said. There was no use in lying to him about it.  “But I know it wasn’t you, that he had been programmed by AIDA to capture me.  You are not responsible for what her programming made you do.”  The comment carrying a double meaning that went unspoken.  

“I’m sorry,” Fitz started again and Jemma shushed him with a squeeze to his arm.  Her eyes now locked on the horizon as well.

“He had your mind but not your heart.  I know you would never hurt me.” Jemma said easily and waited a beat before she spoke again.  “I didn’t know you had been thinking about getting married.  He could have lying to try to fool me into going into the Framework willingly.”

Fitz gasped next to her though his eyes remained fixed on the coming sun.  “I have,” he said firmly and with more confidence than anything else he’d said since she woke him up.   His hand finding his way to hers and his thumb traced her bare ring finger. The simple gesture bringing Jemma back to the number of times he had done that over the last few months.  

“I love you so much Jemma, my hope, my light, my best friend…I want nothing more than to wake up next to you every day for the rest of our lives.  Settle down and grow old together.  I just didn’t have the courage to talk to you about it.”  

Fitz paused to look down and finally meet her eyes for the first time in what seemed like ages.  “What do you think we should do about it?”  

The sun had finally peeked over the horizon its warmth began to chase away the icy tendrils of the nightmare they had just endured.   She turned to cup his face in her gently hands, fingers gently running through his stubble, another thing that brought her immense comfort after being unable to do it.  “We elope,” she said just as firmly as he had a few moments before.  “We are not going to give the cosmos or anything else another chance to rip us apart.”

Fitz looked at her stunned, “Elope? As in get married now?  You want to do this now?” he started only to be silenced as her lips crashed into his own.  

Jemma lost herself in the embrace for a few moments and savored that he was here and whole again.   When she finally did pull away she moved her hand to his heart.  “We can’t waste any more time,” she said “and we won’t.”

Just a Bet, final part

Part 1, Part 2 ♡♥︎

I wasn’t really awake just yet, but the feeling of arms wrapped around me made me open my eyes. I gasped as I saw a shirtless chest right in front of my eyes. My face was resting on the unfamiliar chest, and I could just make out a few tattoos on the rock-hard chest. I slowly unwrapped the stranger’s arms from around my waist and crawled out of bed, only to realize that I was naked. I screamed and hurried to grab the covers from the bed and the stranger’s body. The scream must have woken him up, and that’s when I realized that I had slept with Justin! Justin was laying fully exposed in front of me and I couldn’t help myself, I studied his body intensely.

“What happened?” Justin asked as he rubbed his eyes, he still hadn’t noticed that he was naked. When I didn’t answer him, he finally looked at me. He furrowed his eyebrows as he realized that I was looking intensely at him, then he looked down and hurried to cover his private area. “Did we…” he didn’t dare to finish the sentence because he knew we had. I hurried to grab all my clothes, then I went into the nearest bathroom and got dressed. I didn’t even know where I was, I just knew that I had to get out of there.

“Y/N please open the door, we need to talk about this” Justin said as he continuedly knocked on the bathroom door. I had just pulled on my jeans and was only wearing my bra, but I decided on opening the door anyway. Immediately Justin came into the room, then he pushed me against the nearest wall and crashed his lips onto mine. I moaned at the feeling on the cold wall against my naked back, which gave Justin access to my mouth completely.

“Please tell me you don’t regret our night together” he pleaded as we pulled apart. I looked down and shook my head. “I’m still very disappointed in what you did, but as I recall, last night was pretty amazing” I whispered to him, then I hugged him tight. “You’ve got every right to be disappointed, but as I told you last night, I will do anything to make it all up to you,” he told me, then he pecked my neck repeatedly. “Now let me take you home to get showered, then we’re going on a date,” he told me. I pulled away from him, then I put on my shirt and jacket. “Okay,” I told him.

I was currently getting ready to go on a date with Justin. I was really excited, and that was very easy to tell.

Justin had told me to dress casually, therefore I was dress in a pair of black jeans, an off-shoulder blouse in black, a pair of baby pink sneakers and a floral printed headband. I decided to try my best, regarding makeup. I even put on a pair of false eyelashes to make my eyes pop. I also wore a whole bunch of jewelry in silver to go with both my clothes, but also my skin type.

A car horn was heard outside, Justin was here. I smiled to myself, then I grabbed my phone, sunglasses, and bag and then I ran down the stairs.

“Who is at the door?” mom asked as I made it downstairs. I smiled and started blushing lightly. “Justin” I then casually said which made her smirk. “Oh, just Justin?” she asked with the smirk still playing on her lips. I nodded my head, then hurried out of the door before she could embarrass me even more.

Justin was standing outside his car waiting for me, and when he saw me, he hurried to walk up to me. He placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, then grabbed my hand as I blushed rather hard. We got into Justin’s car, and then as we drove off, Justin waved at my mom in the window, talk about being embarrassed.

“Okay, so I thought we should be tourists for a day,” Justin said as we drove out of town. “I thought it would be great to get away from normal, therefore we’re going to LA” Justin placed a hand on my lap and then looked at me.

“What do you say?”.

I placed a hand on top of his, then nodded my head. “I like that idea”.

We drove for an hour just listening to music and talking about everything and anything. I hadn’t been in LA that many times, but I certainly enjoyed being there. “How about we start at the Hollywood sign?” I asked Justin. Justin nodded his head and then took a turn to the right. We parked at the bottom of the mountain and got out of the car. Justin grabbed a few things from the trunk, then he came up to me and grabbed my hand. We stood still for a few minutes just staring at the big sign then slowly we started walking closer to the sign. It took us a while to get up to the sign, but when we did, it was amazing.

Justin had brought us some sparkling wine along with some chocolate-covered-strawberries. We sat down on top of the sign and enjoyed the food and drink. “I got to ask you something,” I said to Justin after a long pause of silence. Justin gulped and nodded his head. “Why did you do it?” I asked him. The question had been stuck in my head for days, and I really wanted an answer to fully forgive him. “I honestly don’t know,” he told me, which made me sigh sadly. I figured that would be his answer. “I guess I was just tired of hearing the guys talk badly about you because let’s face it, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world” he then continued. My feelings were getting completely mixed now. “I wanted to make then realize that you weren’t just the nerd and the nobody because I had seen how you could just let go and be yourself when you were at home” he continued. I still said nothing. “Every night I would watch you as you got ready to go to bed. You would listen to your favorite music, and you would sing along, especially to ‘hall of fame’ or 'superheroes’ because that’s your favorite band” he said with a smile, and finally, I also smiled. “I didn’t know you knew this much about me,” I told him honestly. “You would never look at me, which made me want to get your attention even more, and eventually that lead to the whole bet,” he told me. That’s when I did it, I finally kissed him again, the one single thing I had wanted to do all day but hadn’t dared to do. Justin was caught off guard, and it took him a few seconds to kiss back, but when he did, he gave all of him to me.

We pulled apart and just stared into each other’s eyes. “I know I still have to earn your trust, but I need you to trust me when I say that I love you,” Justin said. I covered my mouth with my hand as I gasped. He loved me? “Will you be my girlfriend?” he then asked me. I was still very speechless and decided on nodding my head instead of trying to answer. Justin smiled widely, then he pulled me close and hugged me tightly. Afterward, Justin pulled a jewelry box out of his pocket, which made me furrow my eyebrows. “I’ve gotten you a promise ring, where I promise you that I will remain faithful, to want you forever, to one day pop the actual question, to keep your secrets and to always let you know that I love you,” he said. The ring was very simple and it had a knot on it to resemble to promise to pop the question someday in the future. I awed, then I let him put the ring on my finger. I pulled Justin in for a kiss to tell him thank you, and he sure understood the intention because a few seconds later, I was laying on the ground while Justin was on top of me.

Today had really been the best day of my life, and even though I knew Justin and I would have our ups and downs, I knew in that moment, that I loved the man in front of me.

Last part was supposed to be published hours ago, but apparently my scheduled time was not right, so I apologise for that ♡

"Once a upon a Dream"

Prince Charming! Logan Howlett x Cinderella! (Y/N) Reader

Request: It’s my birthday, can you do where logan forgets my birthday, Logan and I get into argument, but Logan didn’t forget he really planning a special Disney party for me, “I love Disney,”. Kind like a Cinderella story. Request by @mishacrazy3

Warning: Angst,Romance,Fluff

Words: 1,837

A/N: “X-men meets Disney AU” this was a request! If you want to a request one-shot send me inbox :) Enjoy. You are a mutant with Invisibility and Telekinesis.


Today is the day. It’s my birthday, I will be turning 27 today. the sun was shining on my face. I look over at Logan. He looked so handsome sleeping. I got up, did my morning routine,Take a shower, brushing my teeth. Hair & makeup but more excited for this day. It’s 8:30 am in the morning, I had my first class to teach in half hour. I went to our small kitchen to cook breakfast. I got my phone off the charger, plug into my speaker. It was playing my favorite song, it was from my top 5 favorite Disney songs. Once Upon A Dream from Sleeping beauty. I started singing with the song, dancing around the kitchen. Then felt arm around my waist. Logan singing along. Logan was good singer. Logan was looking down at me smiling. I stopped.

“Oh…” I said. Moving away. “I’m sorry didn’t mean to scare you” Logan said. I tried to stay into character.

“Oh..it-” I move away but he took my hand again. “It wasn’t that?…..” I said. Blushing.

“Its……that you’re a……Uh..” I move away but Logan grabbed my arm again. Logan finished my sentence. “I’m a stranger….”

“Yea” I nodded. “Well, Didn’t you remember we’ve met before” Logan said. I put on a shock look.

“We’ve-We’ve have?” I asked. Logan nodded. “yes , you said it yourself, Once upon a dream” Logan said. I gigged. I pulled Logan into a kiss, I Pulled away, I went to finish breakfast. After I was done, Logan was at the coffee table. I set the food done! We ate. Got ready for class.

Times skips

(Just a example of your mood)

School was over, It was 4:30 pm in the afternoon, it seem that everyone forgot about my birthday, No one said happy birthday or even gave me a card. They just act like it was a normal day. And the sad part of it is my own boyfriend forgot my birthday. I finally got to Me and Logan dorm, I opened the door, Logan was chillin on the couch, drinking a beer, watching TV. I clenched my jaw. I went to the TV and turn it off.

“Hey, What’s wrong?” Logan asked. Looking worried.

“Did you forget what day it is?” I asked. crossing my arms to my chest, narrow my eyes at him. He looked confused.

“Uh……It’s 16th just a another day??…. why you ask” Logan frowned. He would never forget my birthday. But now it’s like he had memory loss.

“Really?….I can’t believe you right now James” I yelled his real name. Logan got up from the couch, putting his beer on the coffee table. He wrap his arm around my waist. I sighed.

“Okay..Babe what’s wrong?” Logan asked again. I rolled my eyes.

“Everyone in the school and you forgot my birthday” I said. “I didn’t mind about people at school not saying happy birthday. But you, my own boyfriend forgot my fucking birthday” I said, walking away from Logan.

“Oh shit sweetheart, I’m sorry.” Logan said, following into the bedroom. I was sitting on the bed. I tears coming down my face. Logan was rubbing my back.

“Can we just stay in and order pizza, watch a movie” I asked. Cuddled to Logan. Logan lightly pushed me off on him. I frowned.

“Shit, If would’ve known it was you’re birthday I would cancel my plans but I can’t” Logan said. Getting up from the bed.


“I got plans sweetheart…” Logan looked at his watch. “I’m little late…right now, but are you going be ok?” Logan asked. smirking at me. I rolled my eyes.

“Whatever James” I said. “Thank you sweetie” Logan said, kissing my cheek. Leaving. 

After 15 minutes passed I got up, got my keys and purse. I walked out the dorm, I couldn’t believe him, I need to go to my safe place. I walked through the woods. I was finally at my safe place, I got my backpack out behind a tree. I unzipped, took my headphones and a my old IPod. I had hide battery speaker in it. I started playing my favorite song from Cinderella it was calm down or make me feel better. I started singing song and dancing in the woods.

I’m as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey.
But I know of a spot in my house
where no one can stand in my way.
In my own little corner in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be.
On the wings of my fancy I can fly anywhere
and the world will open its arms to me.
I’m a young Egyptian princess or a milkmaid
I’m the greatest prima donna in Milan
I’m an heiress who has always had her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms in Japan
I’m a girl men go mad for love’s a game I can play
with cool and confident kind of air.
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair.

Soon after was done with the song, I sit in my chair. I cried, this was the worst birthday. None of my friends didn’t care, My boyfriend bailed on me, not even the professor said “Happy birthday”. I curled into a ball into the chair, sobbing just wish this day was over. Soon I heard a crack. I looked around, then I Heard a crack sound again. I went to investigate.

“Hello” I said. Silence. “Who is there?” I asked. Then my best friend came falling out of a tree. She had on a beautiful floral blue dress. She looked glorious

“Damn it,” Y/Bf/N said. She got up, wiping off the dust off her. She smiled, came over to me.

“Why are you so sad it’s your birthday you should be happy” she asked. I shrugged, then I got confused on why she was here.

“Wait? Y/bf/n what are you doing here?” I asked. “Uh.. who is this Y/bf/n, you speak Of, I’m your fairy godmother” She said. I burst out laughing.

“Okay, Y/bf/n quit with the act?” I said went back to sit down in my chair. She followed.

“I’m being serious. If didn’t believe me then I will show you” She said. Grab my hand and teleport us to a room. There was Storm and Jean in beautiful gown dress. What the hell is going on.

“Hello, My Princess” they bow down, I frowned.

“Uh…guys what are you doing?” I asked. They ignore me and Storm led me to sit down. They work their magic. Storm was doing my hair and Jean was making look beautiful, then I realized what they were doing. It made me happy inside that they didn’t forget about my birthday.

“Wow! You look so beautiful, Y/N, now for the dress” Y/bf/n said. Someone pushed the Cinderella dress into the room. I almost cried. It was was my very own Cinderella dress. They even had the glass shoe.

“Omg! Thank you guys this is really amazing” I said. Trying not to cry. I pulled them all into a hug.

“You’re welcome love, but we are not done yet. go put on your dress meet us in the front there be a big surprise for you” She said. I nodded. I went into the dress room. To put on the beautiful dress. After I put on the dress and the glass heels. I looked at myself into the mirror, I really looked like my type of Cinderella. (picture is up above)

I walked down downstairs, went into the front of the door, their waiting was a beautiful horse carriage, kinda like in the movies.

“Ma Lady” The man said. Holding the door for me. He helped me into the carriage. He closed the door. Then We were on a way to go, to whatever we are going. I’m was so excited.

We stopped, in front of a familiar building. The man helped me out of the carriage. I walked up the stairs and I was about to opened the door, when someone opened it already it was my best friend, how the heck did she get here so quick.

“Come on, My dear, you’re going to miss you’re on birthday party” she said. Pulling me follow her. We walked to, two double doors. She smiled at me. Disappear. I took a deep breath.

“Here we go” I opened the door. It was really dark inside. Then the lights turn on. I was scared with.

“SURPRISE” I Hold my mouth. Everyone was here. My friends, the students. They were all dressed up. I felt so happy. I walked down the stairs. Everyone was smiling at me. I blushed. Soon everyone was getting out of the way for someone in a prince charming suit. I squint my eyes to see who it was. My mouth dropped. 

It was my boyfriend, the one who forgot my birthday and bailed on me. Who was walking towards. My heart was filled with love and warmth. Logan did all this for me. I wanted to cry. I walked towards him and We met in the middle. Logan looked me up and down.

“Logan?” I said. “You look so stunning” Logan said. Looking me up and down.

“You look very handsome, Prince Charming” I giggled out. Logan smiled, holding out his hand.

“May I have this dance?” Logan asked. I took his hand “you may” I said. Logan wrapped his hand around, our fingers entwined together. We started dancing, they were playing Ten Minutes Ago. soon the song finished. I pulled Logan into a passionate kiss.

“Thank you so much Logan, this is the best birthday gift ever” I said. “Their one more present” Logan said. I frowned. I think what he did was enough. I was wondering how much this cost?. Logan had a mic into his hand.

“Uh…Well I don’t know how to do this, so I am just going for it” Logan said He was getting on one knee, He pulling out a beautiful simple diamond ring. I covered my mouth with my hand. My heart is beating fast.

“I’m so in love with you Y/N I want to spend rest of my life with you, you bring so much joy and love into my life, I want you to be my wife so…Uh w-will you marry me? Logan asked I had tears coming down, I was so happy. I tackled Logan down on ground kissed all over his face

"Yes, Of course I will marry you I said Logan chuckled and We kissed, Logan slide the Beautiful Diamond ring on my finger. Everyone was clapping and cheered.

"I love you Logan” I said “I love you too bub” Logan said we joking around, danced, and party. I change my mind this wasn’t the worst birthday ever it was the best birthday ever.


@loganhowelett @xmen-marvel @xmenimagines @wovlerines @xmendaily @marvelimaginethis

Daddy’s Birthday - A.I.

Alright…I know I’m literally late as fuck, but this just came to me.



“Do you think he’ll like it?” y/n ask her two year old daughter as she giggled, clapping her hands together at the decorated card she had helped her to make for her father. “I think it’s wonderful.”

“It need sparkles,” she cooed standing up, ready to run to the suitcase to grab more decorations for the card, only to be stopped by y/n grabbing her quickly.

“Mommy didn’t bring sparkles, love. It was too messy for the plane,” she explained hearing a desperate whine leave her daughter’s lips. “I know, baby.”

“When can we see daddy?”

“Baby, you have to remember we’re going to surprise daddy while he’s on stage tonight. That’s what tio Luke said,” the Spanish slipping past her lips quickly. “Tio’s going to text mummy when we should head to the concert, and then we have to wait until he goes on stage.” The two year old nodded her head vigorously before resting it on her mother’s shoulder. “Want to wear the shirt we got you?”

“Yes!” she squealed once again, wiggling out of her mother’s grip ready to dig through the suitcase for the matching shirt she got with her mother. The front had the five tallies on the left side of the chest area while the back read “IRWIN” in all capital letters. Her curly hair resembling her father’s shook on her head, a bow sitting directly in the center. She shared her father’s dimples as well, taking away her eyes and nose from her mother.

Hemmo, Lu: Hey, shit head, you can head to the venue now. See you soon.

“Ready to go see daddy?”


The two of them waited in a dressing room, y/d/n bouncing off the walls from being in the same area as her father and uncles, yet not being able to see them. “Mommy.”

“I know, baby. But, we have to wait for daddy to go on stage so we don’t ruin the surprise, alright?” A security guard came to find the two of them once the boys hit the stage, the sounds of carry on playing through the arena as y/d/n squealed seeing her daddy bang on the drums. By time the first break in the setlist came, the boys started joking around making stupid references to how Ashton was going to be an old man come the next day.

“Poor Irwin here swore up and down all he wanted for his birthday was to spend it with his daughter and girlfriend,” Michael teased causing Ashton to stand up crossing his arms pouting.

“I miss my girls,” he whined into the mic causing y/d/n to wiggle out of her arms and run on the stage causing all four boys to turn their heads. “y/d/n?”

“Damn it, y/d/n, you were supposed to wait!” Calum scolded teasingly to the child as Ashton jumped off of where his kit was running over to scoop the two year old up into her arms. “I’m not buying you ice cream later.”

“Where’s your mother,” Ashton questioned to the small girl in his arms who turned around pointing to the side of the stage where the female stood off to the side waving. “Get over here,” he mouthed as she moved up the stairs, the toddler being moved to one of her uncles as Ashton pulled his girlfriend of seven years into his arms kissing the top of her head just hugging her to his body. “God, I missed you.”

“I miss you too, bub,” she muttered not even caring he was already incredibly sweaty. He tilted her head up just enough to be able to press his lips to hers quickly earning coos from the entire crowd.

“This is it,” he said out loud, hearing Michael yell before handing his guitar to a man on the side and running off the stage earning a confused look from y/n.

“What’s it?” she questioned, only causing a laugh to escape his lips. Y/d/n hugged onto her tio Calum’s leg watching her parents as Michael slipped something into Ashton’s hand as well as a mic, causing Ashton to drop down onto one knee. “You aren’t.”

“I am,” he stated smiling. “Y/n y/l/n, the mother of my child, my best friend for fifteen years, and girlfriend for seven. You’ve been my rock, my feather, and my best friend since we were seven years old, and not many people can say they’ve been able to have an experience like this with their best friend, and even have a child together. You know my feelings on marriage, but for you, I’d shave my head if it was going to make you happy…I love you so much, and for once in my life, I’m one hundred and ten percent sure about what I’m doing…will you marry me?” He opened the box revealing a simple, definitely expensive, diamond ring

“Ashton Fletcher Irwin, I literally hate you,” she said wiping the tears from her eyes. “I can’t believe you’re doing this in the middle of a concert.”

“What better time to do it? You didn’t answer my question.”

“Of course I will, stupid,” the tears now free falling from her eyes as he slipped the ring onto her finger before standing, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I’m going to kill you Irwin.”

“Please don’t, babe. I want to make more ba-,” he started before being hit on the side of the head, causing him to giggle.

“Your daughter’s over there. I’m not explaining how babies are made.”

Top Hat - John Constantine x Reader

This fic was written as a part of the DC Valentine Exchange, so it’s super fluffy and adorbs. It is also my first John Constantine fic. Enjoy! 

Warnings: None

Words: 1597

You let out a sigh of relaxation as you shut the large, wooden door of the House of Mystery. Rough didn’t come close to describing the day you had at the lab and you were so ready to spend the evening cuddling up with your mystical occult detective boyfriend.

Dropping your bag and coat into the hall closet and you head for the kitchen to grab a snack. The lunch break you had been looking forward to earlier managed to slip through your fingers thanks to an unexpectedly overloaded schedule.

While heading down the hallway, you finally notice how quiet the house is. 

“John?” You called out hoping to get a response. 

A few moments pass and you call out again, receiving silence in reply. You can’t help but feel a little sad that John isn’t here. After all it is your fifth Valentine’s Day together, you don’t really expect any large declarations of love, but you didn’t think that he would skip out on the classic movie marathon that you planned last week on purpose. Standing you up was one thing, but standing up Ginger Rogers was crime in and of itself.

Once you reach the kitchen the small frown that was gracing your face turns up into a smile. Sitting on the counter is a large crystal vase with a bouquet of oriental lilies and white carnations that was definitely bigger than the microwave adjacent to it.

After turning your attention from the large mixed bouquet, you catch sight of a small card leaning against the vase. You pick it up and turn it over in your hand to read.


         I know this is bloody rotten luck, but there’s been an emergency with The League.   From the description, it doesn’t sound like it should take very long. I PROMISE that I WILL be back in time to spend what should be a fantastic evening with you, some egg rolls, and Ms. Rogers and Mr. Astaire. If anything goes bugger all, I’ll let you know.

                               With Love,


Feeling a little less sad than you were five minutes ago, with the promise that John would indeed get back soon you set out to make a snack to tide you over until John got home.

With all the accoutrements of your snack laid out on the counter, you set to work. Once you have a large scone in the toaster oven to warm through, you fill a large kettle with water and move it to the stove top. You plop your Earl Grey tea bag into one of John’s Liverpool F.C. mugs and sit tight.

The water comes to a boil with an airy whistle coming from the kettle. You poor the water into the well-worn mug and set a timer. Just after the toaster oven lets you know that the scone is sufficiently warmed through.

You place it on the plate and split it in two, dolloping a bit of cream and jam onto each side. After you’ve set everything back in the fridge and grabbed the milk the timer goes off. You fish out the bag with a spoon and chuck it into the trash. All it takes is a splash of the cool liquid to make it perfect for your tastes.

Grabbing the plate laden with your scone and the mug, you head for the library. You perch you plate on the coffee table closest to the fire and head up a ladder to retrieve a book. Nothing really tickles your fancy, but you pull a book on prominent witches in Europe just for shits and giggles.

After you finish your snack you settle down on the couch and begin to read. After about a chapter or so of such riveting material you can feel your eyes beginning to droop.

A nap isn’t such a bad idea, you think, so you set the book on your chest and sink further into the couch.

You think something is touching your face. You’re still in that lovely sleepy state where you could easily slip back into a pleasant dream.

You think you’re almost back to that amazing place, when you definitely feel a tap on your forehead.

“Y/N. Love, wake up.”

Tap. Tap

“Oy, If you don’t wake up I’ll eat all of the Sweet and Sour Chicken myself.”

Tap. Tap.

You flail your hands above your head in a wild swinging motion.

“Alright, alright I’m up. Stop poking me please.”

Your arms stretch out above your head, and you hear a few joints crack. The room is definitely much darker than when you fell asleep.

“What time is it?” you ask with a yawn.

John looks back at you with a sheepish grin and a scratch of his neck.

“Just about 4:30 I believe.”

You stare up at him in surprise.

“4:30….in the morning?”

“Uh, yeah.”

All it takes is a second of contemplation before you continue.

“You are so lucky that I’m starving.”

Standing up from the couch, you grab his hand and start walking toward the kitchen. You stop short when you don’t see any food on the table.


“Eating at the table is so boring.” He pulls you out the side door. Once you both are outside he turns to you and begins to mutter an incantation. You both begin to rise from the ground. When you are up high enough to be even with the roof you see a blanket stretch out with the take away containers spread out all around.

John gently lowers you onto the roof and you move to take a seat. He lands with a thud right beside you, holding out a pair of chopsticks.

You grab them and a container of Mu Shu Pork while John goes for the chicken.

“It’s been a long time since we’ve been up here,” you say easily grabbing a piece of meat. “I forgot how calming it is to just look out at everything.”

“Yeah, it’s nice to relax after the bloody mess that was that last mission with The League.”

“You wanna tell me about it?”

“Only if you’re truly interested.”

You make a motion with your arm urging him to continue, and he jumps into the tale. Every so often you would swap containers, each of you getting an even mixture of the meal.

Well after you both have finished the food you can tell John’s story is wrapping up.

“And that’s when Swamp Thing deflected the blow, but sent Batman flying through the air landing ass first in a pile of primordial ooze. He was covered in it. I almost missed my opportunity to swoop in and save the day cause I was laughin’ so hard, love. Thought I was goin’ to piss myself. It was great,” he said with a chuckle.

You smile and lean your head on his shoulder, staring out at the beginnings of the sunrise.

“Sounds like you have a marvelous time. I’m glad you came back unscathed though.”

He tilted his head to give you a small peck on the forehead.

“I’ll always come back to you, love. I was meant to be the thorn in your side.”

Both of you laugh at the comment, and settle into a comfortable silence.

You are well on your way to getting lost in the pink and orange hues that begin to mix with the inky black of the twilight sky, when John clears his throat. Slowly you turn back to face him and raise your eyebrow in silent question.

“I know this has probably been a pretty rotten Valentine’s Day for you, love. What with me gallivanting all over the place with The League and showing up well after the day was actually over. I want to apologize for that.  Truly I do, but sitting out here with you and this Chinese takeaway has been pretty damn great. And I know we’ve done this exact same thing dozens of times before, but it’s one of my favorite things to do. Just to sit back and relax with you.

“I have come to realize that I love you so much, and I want to spend as many more nights as I am able up here on this roof staring out at the sunrise with you at my side. I’m rambling a bit, but I guess what I am trying and failing to spit out is, Y/N would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

John snaps his fingers and a small black box appears in his hand. Nestled inside is a beautiful engagement ring, a simple black opal surrounded by tiny sapphires and set in silver.      

You can’t help but gasp as your eyes land on the ring. “Yes, John yes! I would love to marry you!”  A giggle escapes from you as you see a huge grin spread across John’s face.

“That’s bloody fantastic!” He takes the ring out of the box and slides it onto your finger. After a second of holding your hand he leans in for a kiss. One that is so sweet and loving you don’t really know what to do with yourself other than smile into it.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, love. I hope you had a great day.”

“John, I don’t think anything could top what happened today. I love you so much.”

You lean in peck his cheek and lay your head on his shoulder. You can’t help but think how amazing it will be to spend the rest of your life with wonderful man.

Suga Update

I haven’t updated you ladies in a hot minute about what’s been going on in the hustle..for a few reasons such as bad juju after I made posts. The past few months have been hectic and I wasn’t hustling as hard BUT as of today I’m officially done with college a semester early yay! In any case, I’m going to tell ya’ll about this new POT and my day today. Lets call him Jet. Disclaimer: I ramble a lot in this post. 

I met him on Tinder. Our first date was incredibly brief, but nice. I was in the city and we figured we would meet quickly over coffee. Today we met at the Plaza Hotel in NYC. A little bit about him he is Indian, just shy of 40, and works as an investment banker on Wall Street. He describes himself as going “all the way” because he hustled to get into the best school in India, finished in the top of his class, and then came to America to get his MBA at an ivy, and then now works in Wall Street. He was so kind and rich with compliments.  At one point he grabs my hand and is like “What am I getting you for your graduation gift?” I laughed. “You’re putting me on the spot.” He tells me that I should think about what I want and the next time we see each other we will go shopping and he will get me my gift, “whatever I want”. He mentioned this over text too that I need to be gifted. (My tabs are open atm to LV I need a new wallet this is not a drill. I’m no longer shy about this shit I’m just going to say I need a new wallet, I’ve been wanting this one from LV it is $500 would that be okay?). He also does admission interviews for his alma matter and since I’m applying to law school he gave me A LOT of helpful tips on what admissions officers look for.

After the date we went to whole foods bc he thought I should have food for the train. I felt bad making him wait as I looked through all the cooked food and took my sweet time but he didn’t mind and after I got so much shit, basically went grocery shopping in this bitch he said, “That’s all? Are you sure?” I feel like the key is never to seem overly excited or in awe by their gestures. I just bat my lashes, smile and say “Thank you.” Like I feel like its easy to be in such awe when handed allowance for example but I think it’s best to give an appreciative smile say thanks and move on, almost unphased. Or to act like high class shit is normalcy. I got gifted a ring for Christmas that looks like an engagement ring I mean that’s basically what it is. When he complimented how “beautiful” my finger looked with my tattoo and the ring I looked at the ring, smiled, and said, “Oh this? It was a gift.” and moved on. I specifically wore that today so he knows I don’t play NO games *JoAnne voice*. I love to throw in a couple pieces in a simple outfit that just look classy. My three today were the diamond ring, this really dainty diamond necklace and this scarf from Saudi Arabia with a gold trim on the bottom. I was wearing a sweater dress, tights and thigh high boots. My whole outfit was like 30$ (minus my coat) but the added pieces just make you look like a subtle expensive bitch.

He did everything he could to just touch me or hold my hand towards the end of the date. Fixing my hair in the wind etc. I hate holding hands unless I’m like in love with a person, is that strange? I’m just so weird about being touched. So I had to bite my tongue when he said “Give me your hand” and played with my fingers and kissed my hand. He said “give me your hand” three times. He gave me “transportation cash” which was wellll over the cost of transportation which I was happy about. Shortly after we parted, he texted me compliments and that next time he’s not letting me leave so soon. He keeps texting how much he’s into me. His most recent text included “maybe some cuddles and kisses thrown in between too :)” I jump with glee when guys are bold with these statements because it gives me more incentive to be bold as fuck with opening my mouth and asking for things I want.  “Cuddles and kisses” will surely come..when my bank account is happy. I used to be scared to ask for shit but bet Imma have this Louis wallet in 2 weeks time. Speaking that into existence LOL.

But definitley looking forward to where this goes. I love men who drool over you bc even though it can seem annoying or obsessive those are the ones who will give you what you want, so long as you keep them on their toes.


Genre: Romance

Pairing: Zak/Reader

Rating: G

I was inspired by @imaginezak post “Imagine Zak getting nervous to ask you to marry him”, which spurred me to actually create an imagine/fandom blog. So this one is for her and the anon who requested it.

You stood at the doorway, watching Zak and trying to puzzle out his mood. The two of you had been dating for two years and friends for much longer. While Zak wasn’t an “open book” per say, you were a little proud to admit you knew his quirks and moods better than most. Most times, you were able to read him like a book, even while investigating (which came in handy a few times).

Today was apparently not one of those days.

“Zak?” you called out. You narrowed your eyes slightly as he jumped; he had been jittery and on edge since the team got back from a recent investigation you had to miss. Now that you thought about it, the whole team - minus you, of course - was acting weird and secretive. What was going on?

“Yeah, honey?” Zak answered, looking up from his laptop.

“You okay?” you asked. Walking over to the couch, you curled up next to him and began fiddling with one of his rings. “You’ve been acting weird the past few days. You sure everything went alright during lock down?”

You watched as Zak’s expression relaxed into a soft smile meant only for you. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I’m fine, sweetheart. Just had a lot on my mind lately,” he soothed.

“Care to share?” you offered. You raised an eyebrow when his soft smile turned playful and mischievous. Your suspicions were correct: he was up to something.

“Not right now, but soon.” He laughed at the suspicious look you were giving him. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

“Alright,” you conceded. After a moment, you decided to try a different approach. “How about we go out tonight? Get your mind off all those things you’re worried about?”

“Actually, I was already thinking something like that. Fright Dome is open and Aaron was thinking on going. Want to join him and go for a drive afterward?” You smiled and nodded. With the scheduling, it had been a while since the two of you had been on a proper date. Mostly, you ended up going on impromptu walks or drives to see the sights. While no less romantic, you still missed an actual date night that wasn’t overshadowed by an investigation.

“Take a drive to our spot?”

Zak’s smile widened further as he kissed you softly. “I knew I loved you for some reason,” he grinned, laughing as you playfully punched in the arm.

Later that evening, you couldn’t stop smiling as the Challenger roared down the dark desert roads, breaking the peaceful silence what was a part of rural Nevada. As usual, Fright Dome was amazing. The haunted house event delivered more and more each year, making it the go-to even every Halloween. Since you joined the team, it was practically tradition for you and Zak to hit the event at least once. It was your favorite attraction, aside from Universal’s Halloween Horror Nights and the themed haunted house your family did every year for the trick-or-treaters (this year, it was zombies).

During the event, Zak hardly left your side. Aside from occasionally posing for pictures (the face he made with the clowns still made you giggle), he switched between holding your hand or wrapping an arm around your waist. Even now as he drove to your spot, his fingers were intertwined with yours, his touch warm and comforting.

The drive had been oddly silent; Zak turned off the radio sometime ago, stating something about wanting to soak in a quiet moment with you. Looking over at him, you smiled at the relaxed expression on his face, something that didn’t happened all too often lately. Occasionally, his eyes would narrow thoughtfully or his fingers would tighten around yours slightly, as though he were suddenly getting anxious about something, but then he would relax and settle into the drive again.

Finally, he pulled into a familiar parking lot. It was the place you both frequented together when needing to get out of Vegas. You would bring Gracie and your dog out, go for a hike, and simply let nature wash away the tension that would build up. It was also special for the both of you as it was the place where Zak worked up the courage to tell you he loved you. It was also where he kissed you for the first time.

You smiled wider when he got out and opened the passenger door before you got the seat belt off. “M’lady?” he asked in a faux royalty accent, extending his hand to you.

“Thank you, kind sir,” you replied in a good impression of a Southern belle. Looking out to the moonlight desert, you grinned as you stood up. “I do declare, this is a beautiful sight!”

Zak’s laugh trailed off as you straightened up and gazed into his blue eyes. “Yeah it is,” he whispered. You blushed and giggled at the cliche moment. Zak seemed to have noticed the cliche as well as he laughed nervously and led you to the hood of the car.

Sitting on the hood, you barely noticed Zak dimming the headlights slightly as you gazed out into the desert. It really was beautiful. The half moon and stars were bright enough and expansive enough to cast the desert in an ethereal glow. It was nothing like some of the places you and the crew were locked down in where the glow seemed spooky. Instead, it was almost cliche at how romantically perfect it was. You turned to Zak to comment about it, but stopped when you caught him watching you with a mixture of tenderness, awe, and nervousness. He averted his eyes quickly and a small blush creeped up his neck.

“You okay?” you asked.

“Y-yeah, why?” he replied. He cleared his throat of the slightly waver you heard. You didn’t have to look down to know that he was softly tapping his fingers nervously. This was getting ridiculous; you needed to get to the bottom of this now.

“Zak, you’ve been nervous and jumpy since you got back from California. Not to mention the whole team and some of the production crew have been acting weird! What is going on?” Instead of answering you, you were surprised when he stared at you stunned one moment, then cracking up the next. “Zak, it’s not funny!”

“It really is, Y/N,” he answered finally. “I’ve been busy thinking and planning and hoping that you wouldn’t catch on, but you did.”

“What are you talking about? Thinking about what?”

“The future, mostly. And what it holds for us.” Your eyes widened as your mind started spinning. Was he actually talking about…?

“Y/N, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and I realized how much you mean to me. Whenever I’m around you, I’m happier, freer, less…less haunted than before. That’s not something I want to loose. I mean, I know we haven’t talked about any of this and we probably should have at some point and I’m probably springing this on you and scaring the living daylights out of you-” he rambled on, his nerves suddenly getting the best of him.

“Yes.” Both of you froze as the word was breathed out.


“Oh God!” you exclaimed, clapping your hands over your mouth. “I mean - are you - if you are - oh my - crap, Zak!” you rambled, laughing and crying at the same time. Zak released the breath he was holding and started laughing. “Zak, are you-?”

“Yeah I am,” he admitted. “I’ve been trying to find the right time for weeks.” Once he finally composed himself enough, he took a deep breath and slipped his hand into his pocket. “Let me see if I can do proper now.”

You choked back a sob as he pulled out a small box and knelt down on one knee. “Since you’ve come into my life, you have brought me out of the darkness that constantly surrounded me. I love you with my entire being and I want you with me forever. Y/N Y/L/N,” he opened the box to reveal a beautiful, yet simple engagement ring. “Will you marry me?” You were so overwhelmed with emotion, all you could do was nod.

With a shaking hand, Zak gently slid the ring onto your finger and swept you up into his arms. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you giggled as he spun you around with a loud cheer. Setting you down, he cupped your face in his hands tenderly. “I love you, Y/N,” he whispered, a few tears running down his face.

“I love you too, Zak,” you replied, sealing the proposal with a tender, yet passionate kiss.

Credit goes to @imaginezak

My One Eyed Lover Boy

Request Prompt: Um hi can I request another? Carl being weird about his eye and the reader tells him that it doesn’t bother anyone. Extra fluff please lol. Thanks hunny. - carlrondarylrick

Pairing: Carl Grimes x Reader

Warning: Fluff. Spoilers if you haven’t watched the newest episode of The Walking Dead.

I stood behind Carl as he pressed his gun to the strangers head.

“What the hell are you doing in our house?”, he growled.

“I’m waiting for your mom and dad to get dressed.”, he stated and I gave Carl a confused expression.

I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see a shirtless Rick followed by Michonne coming from the bedroom. My mind was slow to register what happened before Glenn and Abraham came up the stairs aiming their weapons at the stranger.

“Its alright.”, Rick said and everyone lowered their guns.

“We got off to a bad start.”, the stranger started.

We all sat around the table as the stranger or Jesus as they call him talked about the civilization he came from. How they had food, supplies, but no ammunition.

“Our communities can help each other. To trade if you might say.”, he explained and I gave Michonne sly thumbs up.

She blushed before turning away back to the conversation.

“And how do we know you’re telling the truth?”, Rick asked.

“I can take you there in a day. So you can see for yourself. All that we have to offer.”, Jesus said.

“Alright then its settled.”, Rick stated.

A small group of survivors get ready for the trip as Carl and I walked outside. Rick followed as he carried Judith in his arms. He looked at Carl with a sad look.

“I was going to tell you about me and Michonne but it just happened. Like just happened last night.”, Rick explained and Carl chuckled.

“It’s cool. Besides you walked in on me and Y/N when we first got together so were even.”, Carl smiled and I blushed at the memory.

“Are you coming with us?”, Rick asked him and he shook his head.

“No I figured you’ll need someone to stay behind. You know keep an eye on things here.”, he laughed at his own pun.

“Besides a kid with a messed up face doesn’t really leave the best first impression.”, he stated and my body tensed.

Rick’s eyes flickered to me as he knows I hate it when Carl degrades himself like that. I felt angry at what Carl just said but decided not to let it show. Rick handed Judith to Carl and turned to me.

“You staying to Y/N?”, he asked and I nodded.

“Yes. While Carl is checking things over I could look after Judith.”, I said putting on a fake smile.

He nodded before they all piled in the RV. Rick took Michonne, Maggie, Glenn, Abraham and Daryl with him. Eugene opened the gate as they drove away. I let out a sigh and Carl turned his attention to me.

“Something wrong?”, he asked and I shook my head.

“Just worried that all.”, I said looking at my feet.

“Y/N you know I know when your lying.”, he stated.

“I’m fine Carl really. Now go do your job and I’ll watch Judith.”, I snapped holding my hands out.

He passed her to me before walking away without another word. I took her inside the Grimes house where I sat her on the couch before grabbing some red cups. Her favorite toys. She began clanking them together as giggles left her lips.

“You really like those cups huh?”, I asked and she held one up to me.

I smiled before grabbing it and playing with her on the couch. Before I knew it she has fallen asleep for her day nap. I held her close as I walked outside and sat in the rocking chair. Its been about a hour and a half she I came outside. She snuggled up to my chest a I let out a short sigh.

“Why must your older brother degrade himself so. Why can’t he see that no one is disgusted by him. That it doesn’t matter.”, I mumbled and looked down at Judith who was looking right back at me.

She rested her head on my chest as she stared up at me. Small noises came from her as she sucked on the pacifier. I let out a quiet laugh as she messed with the buttons on my shirt.

“When you get older a lot of people are going to protect you. Just like were doing now. We’ll show you how to fight and survive in a world like this.”, I said kissing her forehead.

“And she will.”, Carl said standing on the porch.

I hadn’t noticed him even walking towards the house as I was so into talking to Judith. He sat next to me taking his hat off to run a hand through his hair.

“I didn’t mean to upset you. I didn’t know you disliked that about me.”, he said and I sighed.

“So you heard everything?”, I asked and he nodded.

“I just think about other peoples reactions long enough to not think about yours”, he said sadly.

“Your injury doesn’t bother anyone. Judith and I still love you. And your dad, Michonne, everyone.”, I stated with a smile.

We sat in silence for a while before he placed his hand on my knee.

“You know I told my dad a month ago that I wanted to make you Mrs. Carl Grimes someday. But then I got shot causing me to just completely give up on that. Who would want a husband that looks like a cyclops anyway.”, he frowned.

“First off, a cyclops has one eye located on its forehead. Your eye is on the other side of your nose so that alone doesn’t make you a cyclops. Secondly I would still marry you if given the chance. Apocalypse or no apocalypse. You are still and will always be the same handsome guy that found me in a convenience store. The only thing that changed was how I felt about you.”, I told him and he stared at me with his beautiful blue eye.

“And how do you feel?”, he asked me as I stared at Judith.

“I love you more than anything.”, I replied.

“Well then its settled.”, he smiled.

“What’s settled?”, I asked.

“That your my wife.”, he smiled and I giggled thinking he was joking.

“Oh and where’s my ring Mr. Grimes?”, I asked playfully before he began digging in his pocket.

“Right here.”, he said showing me a simple ring with 3 diamonds on it.

I stared at the ring with a shocked expression as he slipped it on my finger before kissing my hand. I smiled as he finally kissed my lips and Judith clapped her hands together.

“Its beautiful.”, I stated ready to cry.

“Thanks. I’m sorry for saying that earlier. If I had known it bothered you I wouldn’t have said it.”, he smiled.

“Its alright just don’t do it again. Right Judith?”, I said wiping a tear and she let out a squeal.

“I won’t. You have my word Mrs. Y/N Grimes.”, he smiled looking at me.