i love these two beautiful idiots

anonymous asked:

someone commented on a WA vid saying how lovely barry will be with the twins and some idiot replied saying the twins will be an abomination and disgusting (bc theyre iris') i'm so mad like two innocent babies that haven't even been born yet, people are disgraceful and it makes me so mad how they're treating Iris and her relationship with barry. the twins will be beautiful like their parents and they are here to stay so haters need to fuck off -.- (sorry i had to vent)

You just gotta remember those babies are coming no matter what the haters say, and they’re going to be adorable. 

We Knew It!

Harry Potter Finally Owning up to Dating Draco Malfoy?

                Harry rolled his eyes at the latest cover of the Daily Prophet. Yes, he and Draco were seen a lot together but that was because they were friends. Friends. Nothing more.

                For years the media has been telling the whole wizarding world that there just had to be something more going on between the two of them. Despite the fact that since they have left school, nearly five years ago, both of them have had different partners.

                Thinking about the blonde always brought a smile to his face, they had made an unlikely friendship during their eighth year and it held strong since. Draco was honestly one of his best friends. The man had seen him through depression, breakups and many self-doubts.

                A whoosh in the distance let him know that someone was coming through his floo. He already knew that it would be Draco. The blonde was the only one who never bothered with niceties and being polite enough to give notice.

                Harry checked the time as a very disheveled Draco came into his kitchen. “Either your blind date when very well or very bad.”

                Draco glared weakly as he threw himself into a chair. “It was bloody awful. Worst date I have ever been on in my life.”

                The exaggeration had Harry rolling his eyes as he peered at his friend in curiosity. “It couldn’t have been that bad.”

                “Oh, it was.” Draco argued as he closed his eyes and wished to vanish into thin air. “It went so awful that I have decided to become celibate and adopt hundreds of animals to appease my lonely, bitter heart.”

                “You hate animals.”

                Draco opened one eye. “Don’t ruin this for me.” He smiled when Harry let out a heavy sigh.

                “Tell me what happened.”          

                Despite it being a blatant demand, Draco sat up and admitted defeat. “It’s horribly embarrassing.” He warned.

                Harry smirked widely. “Good. I am in need of something to cheer me up.”

                “Why am I friends with you?” The question was worded as if Draco himself had no idea.

                “Merlin, I have no clue. I wonder that myself sometimes.”

                Draco rolled his eyes as he chose to ignore this completely. “Pansy is never to be trusted again when it comes to picking out someone of interest.”

                This wasn’t news to Harry. He himself had gone on a blind date the woman set up for him and that hadn’t been a good idea. Not at all. He was beginning to wonder if she did it on purpose.

                “The guy was decent looking enough.” The reluctance was thick. “That is if one is to ignore the blindingly bright smile that never left his face and the overly happy eyes.”

                Harry bit his lip to stop from laughing. Figures Draco would find a happy person undesirable.

                “I wasn’t really feeling the date too much but I was still willing to give it a chance. Even after he took me Marquis.”

                That had Harry wincing slightly. He knew that Draco abhorred that place. The blonde said it was a knock off of true ambiance. Somewhere only desperate people went to.

                “The conversation left much to be desired but I knew he would probably be somewhat decent in bed.” Harry snorted loudly.

                “But this all went to shite when our waitress recognized me.”

                Draco watched concern flitter across Harry’s face and he smiled softly in response. “Oh, not because of being an ex-Death Eater, mind you.” He paused to shake his head. “She recognized me as the ‘true love partner of Harry Potter’, that was a direct quote, by the way.”

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Marry me. I don’t expect you to believe that I’m sorry or that I love you just because I say it. I need to show you. Marry me. I figured out that I’m an idiot. I’m intellectually challenged, maybe even blind. I couldn’t see that everything that I was looking for was right here, in you. I have a lifetime of work to do to make things right. But, I can’t imagine doing it without you. Being human means I get to grow old with my best friend, means I get to help my wife raise her two beautiful children and their children after that, means I get to fight to be the man that you deserve until the day that I die. I love you. Will you marry me?
—  Stefan Salvatore proposing to Caroline Forbes for the second time (8x14)
veritatem inquirendam [seek the truth] (frank castle)

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(original request: AU in which Frank is younger, and he and reader are college students. There’s a heated debate in class and everyone disagrees with Frank except the reader. After that, Frank starts paying more attention to the reader and hanging out with her after class, until he realizes he’s falling in love but she has no idea he is until her best friend tells her.)

(this is terrible i LOVE college frank i love this soft soft boy. what a nerd. i hate him. no warnings on this one except mentions of food and some sexism early in the story!!!)

(tagslist: @doct0rstrange, @caryled, @kurtwxgners, @atari-writes ! if i’ve forgotten you or you wanna be added to the tagslist, just send me a message!!! <3)

The professor is wrong. She knows it, but she can’t say it. You can’t say “you’re fucking wrong” in front of a classroom of fourty kids. Instead of speaking her mind, she bites her tongue and clicks the cap of her pen up and down, up and down, trying to tune out the professor’s voice.

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anonymous asked:

dicta do you have any larry fic recs? nothing specific but just any fic that you loved a lot? thank you, your opinion on fics means a lot to me, and i feel like you'd probably know the really good ones!

Oh my gosh anon I love the wording of this ask so much. I’ve been meaning to make a larry rec list for going on a year but it just feels so official/overwhelming? But this, fic I loved a lot??? I can absolutely do that!!! and aaaaah there are SO MANY!!! I am not as organized about larry fic as drarry fic so this is, basically, like, a list of fics that stuck in my brain and/or heart and that are all so so good. SO GOOD! (and tbh there’s a whole other list of stuff that i’d rec but would want to reread before attempting commentary, and I have so many things marked for later and like….yeah….there’s a lot of good fic out there) And really, what better rec is there than “this is a fic that stuck in my brain and/or heart”?? Everyone should read them all!!

an act of faith against the night by @elianefics- M, 65k - It’s a clear path, drawing itself in Harry’s mind – where they began, how they ended up here. It’s not hard to convey all the events that led them to this very moment, with all of their twists and turns, not when Harry has been going through them again and again every night, albeit searching for something else.  “Did you know?” When Harry replies, it’s a question, not an answer. “Did you know, that it would end like this?” [Harry and Louis had never imagined that, when they would finally go back to New York, it would be as spies.] (part two of the landscapes of war series)

  • The war from ‘a prayer for which no words exist’ (recced below!) is over, or at least as over as war can be for the people who were there, which is to say….not all that over, just taking different shape. I have endless love for the way this fic treats that aftermath, the way it shows how deeply and irreversibly harry and Louis were shaped by being fighters, and it is a stunning mix of beautiful prose and important ethical questions. It also does some really fascinating meta work with Simon Cowell, the Azoffs, and the Cordens taking on central roles in the post-war nation-building project. It’s a lot for one fic to do, and this one manages it beautifully, and throws in some more beautiful NYC cityscapes, heartaching and conflicted nostalgia, and taut but unwavering H/L love, you know, just for good measure.

another hazy may by deLILAh - M, 41k - louis is a terrible poet and harry lives in the now and they have six weeks to fall in love but, really, it only takes six seconds. bookshop meets military meets summer romance au ft. marlboros, the backstreet boys, and underrated literary devices.

  • It’s been over a year since I’ve properly read this all the way and I can still see parts of it as vividly as if it had been last night. Harry’s hair, cigarette smoke curling upwards, hardwood floors, the rhythm of Harry’s feet as he runs to stay in shape for the job that will take him away from Louis, the feeling of seconds slipping away, and each of them more precious for being so few in number. This is one of those fics that made me nostalgic for somewhere I’d never been - except who hasn’t felt as though time was moving simultaneously quickly and too slowly, as though there is something precious that could fall apart at any second? And that’s one of many things this fic does beautifully: gives us the universality of their story, and reminding us of our own.

Auf Wiedersehen, Sweetheart by @conscious–ramblings - M, 19k - Louis and Harry had been childhood best friends, but had been separated by evacuation as the city they grew up in was destroyed around them. Now, twelve years later, they are both back in London, and through chance they meet again. In a time when you can’t admit to being gay, for fear of arrest, admitting to your best friend that you love them seems like an insurmountable obstacle.Featuring boxer Harry and mechanic Louis, much pining, and a lot of post war Britain

  • There’s often a moment in fic where they’re trying to figure out if the other one is gay and/or available, that’s full of a certain kind of tentative hope because there’s some kind of attraction there and what if, what if it was everything they think it might be? This fic takes that to 11 in the most meaningful way, because it’s the 40s, and being gay is a crime, and it’s not a question of whether they’re reading the right signals - neither of them can afford to send any - but of trying to accept that it could never, can never be. Set against absolutely simmering chemistry (the moment Louis first sees Harry in the ring is a thing I’m still not over) and wonderful research and settings (loved the feel of it, the way it all came to life, how present the remnants of the war were as they went about their lives) and fab secondary characters (Niall is a gem, and Liam is so how I think of him, and really everyone was just perfect) and this incredible click where you can feel the ease and understanding between them, feel the sense that they are destined and absolutely belong together…it takes that tension and longing, already at an 11, to a 12, and the ending is cathartic and beautiful and means so much more for knowing how rare and lucky and precious that moment is, and how much they’re willing to risk, and how it’s kinds of risk that are sometimes very specific to being queer in a moment when it’s illegal and how many of them are universal, and how incredible and enormous and moving a thing it is when both kinds of risk pay off.

Don’t Look Down by zarah5 - M, 92k - AU. In which Louis is a solicitor at one of London’s most prestigious law firms and Harry happens to apply for the position as his trainee. And everyone else is around, too.

  • Harry is unbelievably charming here, and it makes total sense that Louis falls for him, and as the story unfolds the clarity and meaningfulness of their connection gets more and more apparent even as Louis is fighting it tooth and nail. But it’s not miscommunication and it’s not self-loathing, it’s that Louis’ reasons are genuinely thoughtful and important (professional ethics!!!!!! With real implications!!!!) and that they’re genuinely in a difficult position and can’t be together without betraying things that mean a lot to both of them, which made me love this version of him even more and root for them that much harder. And I was already rooting for them pretty damn hard. They fit together beautifully from the first, understand each other on so many levels, are drawn together just magically…and then there are these beautiful moments (Venice omg) and heart-wrenching moments (after that dinner and that one morning and then that other one omg) and hold-your-breath moments (what is Louis gonna dooooo) and heart-pounding momebts, and I could not put it down.

Fake you’re full and feel tomorrow by theglitterbee - NC-17, 21k - Louis is a high class prostitute and the best at what he does. Harry is a hard to please 17 year old who wants to give himself completely to another man. [It contains prostitution, d/s, daddy kink, silly banter and two idiots in love.](The one with the text messages.)

  • listen this is gonna sound like a weird rec but bear with me. this fic was one of the first 1d fics I read, and on face is almost entirely made of things i don’t like, and yet, here it is. It did that alchemical thing where it just worked and it did all these things really well - like daddy kink was 100% squick for me before this and it’s still like 80% squick but this fic explained it in such a way that i got it and could understand it and see why it worked for them and what it meant for them and that psychology made it work (and made me get why it was hot? which is pretty massive for something in the squick category). and i was hesitant about their ages but it wound up being (i think not unrealistically) part of a fundamental kind of self-discovery that was part of why things between them felt so critical and important. and i was v skeptical about social media stuff in fic but this one did it so well that i got it and felt like it really enriched the story and showed a particular kind of progress and dynamic in their interactions that needed to be done that way (and wound up being really cool and impressive). and i was nervous about the potential for the dynamics to not work but they are both full people who needed each other in this very specific way and fit together beautifully and it did some of the best stuff kink fics do imo, where the kink reveals something about who they are and what they need and why they work and who they are individually and together, and so here we are, a fic with tags i wouldn’t usually touch, reccing away and considering a reread. this kind of rec can be kind of ~, i know, but the tl;dr is that this fic is so good it overcame every hesitation and left me totally engaged and impressed and invested.

Hold Me Closer by balanceds - NC-17, 36.5k - Louis Tomlinson is one of the most promising dancers of the English National Ballet, on track to become the youngest principal dancer in the company’s history. That is, until forces conspire to significantly complicate his life, including: a surprise ballet, an unfairly attractive guest choreographer, and being pushed into a rivalry with his best mate. Featuring lots of wine, dancing, pining, and a happy ending.

  • I was so surprised when I looked up the word count for this bc I would have sworn it was at least twice as longc there is so much story, and so much development, and so many moments that stick that. Watching Louis come to terms with who he was as a dancer and and person was this beautiful process that was so rewarding to read, and it was unusual and fresh in this way I really want to talk about but really don’t want to spoil. Along the way there is spectacular chemistry, zayn and Louis taking on gay swan lake, so much yearning and despair and happiness and reckoning and growth, an amazing and deeply satisfying Simon moment, and one of those h/l relationships where they make each other strong.

like a boomerang by @youwilll- M, 52k - AU in which Harry gets trapped in a lift, Louis gets stuck in a Wednesday, and it’s always February 2nd. Until it isn’t.

  • This fic is so so utterly charming in like nine different ways. Harry and Louis slot together so beautifully you can practically hear the click, and then they do it again and again and somehow every time feels fresh and important, and through it all the stakes get bigger as Louis contemplates the meaning of their repeated day and all of these deep questions sneak in, and a bit of a mystery, and a bunch of self-discovery, and a bunch of personal growth as Louis learns and thinks, really thinks, about what he needs to do, and realizes how willing he is to do it. It was so perfectly balanced between being gentle and exciting, between destiny and action, between grand gestures and quiet moments, and it settled like a warm blanket and I looked forward to every chapter so much.  And then, at the end…it was one of those stories that made me want to add and place to my travel list because the relevant moments are so well located and satisfying that you just want to be there, and it captured this particular instant - the way it wound sound and smell and how the air would feel and the electricity of it - so vividly. Lovely through and through.

Love Is A Human Right by @conscious–ramblings- M, 41k - The one where Louis has spent years getting over his ex, Harry Styles, and was almost successful. That is until Harry is elected as an MP, and Louis is given the task of getting him to support an Act of Parliament. Through tears and arguments and a heavy dose of LGBTQ+ politics, their lives finally line up. Will Louis be able to forgive? Will they still want the same thing? It’s difficult to let go of five years of hurt, but even more difficult to be close to the love of your life and let them walk away again.

  • This fic is basically everything I want in a fic, but together so amazingly well that I would never be able to put into a prompt because it’s the *how* that makes it so perfect. I mean, politics, check, LGBTQ politics, check, larry, check, vivid settings, check, emotional stakes, check, pining, check, everything, check. But the kicker is the beautiful complexity to all of it, that the story really truly understands the complexity of coming out and why people  do and why they don’t and what it mean and how it works and the ways it plays out in queer communities, and these gay leads aren’t incidentally gay, but engaged in identity and politics in a way that feels true and resonant, and that manages to both say really important things about queer communities and tell a beautiful love story about coming to terms with who you are and what you stand for and how love shapes (but doesn’t always determine, and I love that about this fic too) your priorities. Then add some simmering UST and simmering RST (hot damn i mean really) and viscerally, deliciously painful pining and hilarious side plots (SGIL!! Ziam!! Nick’s guessing games!!) and a background story that had my heart twisting for them from the first and settings that felt so real they were popping back into my head for weeks and just…superb. Superb.

a prayer for which no words exist by @elianefics - M, 65k - “Louis is a few seconds away from blowing up a rather important section of the New York subway when he sees Harry for the first time.” (part one of the landscapes of war series)

  • War!AU in NYC! Another one that I will admit fit my interests beautifully but it’s the execution that makes it work so beautifully. From the second they meet, there’s an urgency and fragility to Harry and Louis’ relationship that is a perfect fit for the politics and the newness of it all. At the same time, their connection is so certain and solid, and whether they’re waking up in the Brooklyn penthouse loft that I am still not over or getting ready to run into battle, their love casts everything else into relief and brings out some of he human consequences to why people fight and what they have to gain or lose, and shows what all they’re risking. Left me breathless in the best ways, and so glad to have gone on this journey.

Pull Me Under by zarah5 - NC-17, 140k - AU. As the first British footballer to come out at the prime of his career,  it helps that Louis Tomlinson is in a long-term, committed  relationship. Even if that relationship is fake. (Featuring Niall as Louis’ favourite teammate, Liam as Louis’ agent, and Zayn as Liam’s boyfriend, who just happens to be good friends with one Harry Styles.)

  • This was the fic that tipped me right over the precipice and properly into the fandom; how could I not rec it? Even if I wasn’t personally attached, how could I not rec it? It’s so bloody beautiful, watching Louis come to terms with the idea of being out, and to take steps towards it, and to see how his interactions with Harry change that and what develops between them. The pacing is amazing, the depiction of internalized homophobia is chest-tightening in the good illustrative moving way, the world is so immersive (like I went to get the link and 20 minutes later I was still reading and totally entranced), and their relationship 100% made my heart sing, in both the big triumphant moments and the little ones.

things have gotten closer to the sun by starseas - M, 49k - it’s strange, making the choice to face his past—it almost feels like he’s heading for the sun straight on, like he’s screaming come on and burn me, i deserve it.-when a solar flare is announced to end the world in twelve days, harry reunites with the people that he used to know better than the back of his own hand.

  • I’m not even entirely sure what to say about this fic that won’t give it away or send people running because here’s the thing: it is heartbreaking. It is worth it. It is sad, yes. It is also exhilarating and beautiful and about why love, platonic and romantic, makes the risks worthwhile, and how we know, viscerally know what is important to us. Real talk pt. 1: read it because I had terrible pms and really needed to cry. Real talk pt. 2: it worked, in that very particular way thar also made me sit and think about who and what is really important and had me sobbing in the best, most cathartic way. That lasting, deep way that’s making my chest a little tight just thinking about it, but that also means that I can smell the snow and feel the frost and see the brilliance of the sun and feel the boys’ love as - more - constant than the sun, and what the heck else could you ask for?

These Inconvenient Fireworks by mdasch and everydayslike - NC-17, 190k - Future AU in which nobody tries out for X Factor but the boys end up finding one other eventually anyway. Louis is a jaded bastard who owns a cat named Duchess and teaches drama to teenagers, Harry is an idealistic aspiring photographer/part-time footy coach, Zayn teaches English lit and wears leather jackets, Liam saves people from burning buildings, and Niall is Niall.

  • this is one of the top ten most affecting things i have ever read in my life. i don’t know how. i don’t know why. i do know that i couldn’t put it down for days and wound up finishing it in a blanket fort on a friend’s couch at 4am, literally doing that feet-kicking thing where you’re so full of feelings you can’t actually physically contain it but have to be quiet and still because the rest of the world is asleep during your emotional revelation. it restored my faith in love and hope. i am still not recovered from the thing on the soccer field at night before the train or the star tattoo or harry taking picture after picture or basically anything about it. clear your calendar if you have to but read this fic and then pls come talk to me about it because like i said i am deeply affected and possibly forever changed.

walk my days on a wire by sunshiner - M, 38.5k - Harry hums, staring at his hands in his lap, and Louis can still feel their smoothness, how solid they were in between his own. “Do you think it’s the same for us? Are we here only because of the likeliness of our jobs? Of our lives?”
“We’re here because we have inventive managers,” Louis says, giving Harry’s leg a little nudge with his knee, but all that’s going around in his head is, I think I’d be in the same spot in every possible universe.  or, when actor Louis Tomlinson used to daydream about dating Harry Styles, this is not what he had in mind.

  • There’s this one moment in Cannes when they kiss and I both really want to talk about it bc it is amazing and really would not dream of talking about bc you have to go read it yourself. So like the summary suggests, they’re in a fake relationship, and they know that that’s what it’s supposed to be, but of course - of course - there’s more to it than that. Like instantly more in this way that you can feel rolling off the screen, that is about sexual chemistry but also a certain kind of very precious fitting together. Watching them see themselves through each others eyes is beautiful, as is seeing how much it means to them to have someone else who understands the pressured of this rarefied, panopticonic world of celebrity, and who loves and validates the ott celeb performer and the human underneath the facade. It’s interesting to read in the context of this fandom, and entirely universal at the same time - who doesn’t want a partner who can love them at their most extreme and most mundane, most accomplished and most afraid, right in the middle of a stadium or right in the middle of taking up the whole damn bed?

whispering of fields half-sown by @elianefics- PG-13, 7k - “And how ironic is it that even now, at the end of all things, Louis’ mere presence makes Harry want to believe that anything is possible again. That the earth isn’t close to collapsing on itself, that the tomorrows are bright and shining and full of promises. Harry hates Louis for giving him something to look forward to when the sky only keeps getting darker. Harry loves Louis for it. ”[All of his boys come back to him in the end, but it’s Louis, Harry has been waiting for all this time.]

  • heartbreaking, lush, moving apocalypse!fic wherein it is absolutely the case that through fire and water and earthquakes and ice, there is one person Harry needs by his side. There’s Liam and Niall and Zayn, too, and what it would mean for all of them to say goodbye, really goodbye, who they all are and what those friendships mean. And Louis. Oh, Louis. My eyes got mysteriously damp in the really good way, and it made me want to sit down and write just to make words like this. The conversation at the end of this stayed with me like whoa, and my chest is getting a little tight thinking about it again. That may make some people want to X it off the list; think twice before you do. This is worth it.

Young & Beautiful by velvetoscar - M, 227.5k - Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn’t stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

  • absolutely beautiful. so vivid i dreamt about it and then went and got a whole bunch of flowers and spent a while wandering around in fancy clothes just because it felt as though i was already living in the story so why not? And how could you not want to be part of this world that is complex and nuanced and subtle and gorgeous (which is not a way i expected to feel about a fic about rich kids btw but this fic makes them so full and the story so engaging that it happened and not only a little). Dimensional characters, wonderful tension, simmering slow burn, complexity, believable and complex psychological motivations,  theme parties, a falcon named cleopatrick, long nights, loaded touches, meaningful subplots, love, resilience. The only possible complaint is it made me want a champagne fountain, and that is not any sort of complaint at all. (lmk if you have a champagne fountain though, it’s been a few weeks and i am really still about wanting to live inside this fic, and also champagne)

destielisgonnabecanon  asked:

hey there, i'm writing an essay about how destiel is real for a friend of mine and I was wondering what you think the most important pieces of meta that i should put in? can you recommend anything?

Hi - wow, that’s some dedication. All I did for my friends was send them some links - and, on one memorable occasion, I spent one entire 30 minutes conversation occasionally glancing at my (female&blinded by heteronormativity) friend’s lips instead of looking at her eyes, and by the end of it she was uncomfortable af and half convinced I was into her, and that’s when I presented her with a list of gifsets like -

- and basically dropped my mic and sashayed out.

(Man, I wish my hair was long enough to be flicked back.)

She changed her mind after that, by the way. And it’s really weird how most behaviours and gestures are used on screen precisely because we understand them as human things we all do on a deep level, and yet we’re suddenly unable to figure out what they mean if they’re not about a man and a woman. Uh.

(That applies to me as well, by the way. We see what we know about, not what is actually there, and that’s just inevitable - but can be unlearned, with some patience and many, many mistakes.)

Anyway, here are a bunch of things - I hope they’re useful.

Also, the entire S8, which was basically a demented Jane Eyre AU, and the entire S11, because, again, that Amara thing didn’t make sense without Destiel subtext, and finally @deanswingsbothways’ drunken rant (spoiler: contains the line “Destiel is not a story we are telling each other. Destiel is a story we are being told.” and bless).

You should also consider pimping your essay a bit, because there are a lot of posts and gifsets about how Destiel is regularly paralleled with canon couples on Supernatural, or follows the same rules as romantic relationships in movies. Here’s a bunch of them: Destiel and Sam/JessDestiel vs Dean/AnnaDestiel vs Sam/Amelia, Destiel vs David/VioletDestiel and Spuffy, Destiel and Clexa, Destiel and Phoebe/ColeDestiel vs Charlie/Gilda, Destiel vs every other couple on SupernaturalDestiel and Lucifer having funDestiel and romantic movies, Destiel and the Doctor, Destiel and Belle/Rumplestiltskin, Destiel and Tangled, Destiel and Saileen, and, of course, the beautiful and despairing trainwreck that was Repo Man.

And finally, there was that one time I went crazy and spent an entire weekend mapping every single love trope they’ve ever used around those two idiots in love, because I was just that fed up and the thing’s there, okay, and the more they say it’s not the more layers of tropes and mirrors and longing glances and narrative parallels they keep slathering on top of this thing, so, whatever and who even knows. At this point, you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because they’re homophobic or assume their audience is homophobic, and you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because of internal narrative reasons (God knows both Dean and Cas are never going to believe they’re actually good enough for each other), but to say there’s nothing there at all - that’s beyond whatever.

Anyway, my post is here, and these were the final conclusions:

As you may have guessed, this is something I’m sort of interested in - I came for the monsters and started to reblog stuff out of spite when I realized I was being treated like a crazy fangirl who sees love everywhere because women (right). If you’re looking for more sugary goodness, I tag stuff as destiel, spn meta (my own opinions), awesome meta (other people’s opinions), love tropes and parallels, and you can also have a look at some excellent meta writers who have eyes and therefore see Destiel and sometimes discuss it - people like @elizabethrobertajones​, @grey2510​, @tinkdw​, @bluestar86​, @mittensmorgul​, @floralmotif​, @k-vichan, @treefrogie84, @thevioletcaptain or @postmodernmulticoloredcloak (and I know I’m forgetting someone - that’s what sleeping four hours does to you, sorry). So, again - I know this post is a bit ‘join our cult’ (which is what you asked for, but still), but really - what I like about this fandom is that we can talk about stuff and we can disagree about stuff and still be friends, but this new idea currently spreading in the real world like wildfire - that not only you can have your own opinions (totally legit), but you can also have your own facts - nope. I hope your friend reads your essay (you’re welcome to share it, by the way) and sees that yes, there’s objectively something going on. If they still don’t, the final test is, “What if Cas were a woman? Would you see it then?” 

(And we all know the answer to that question, don’t we?)

Seriously, good luck.

EDIT - More great meta

( @destielisgonnabecanon - you’re welcome! Go win that bet! 😁)

X-Men Preferences: Discovering Your Hobbies

Fandom: X-Men

Warning(s): just one word 😇😇😇

A/N: I should really work with other fandoms too but for some reason I just can’t get enough of my X-Men boys soo yeah…Perhaps another time! I am so tired today, but hopefully I’ll be able to get some work done. I hope you liked it! (currently working on some requests on Charles and Hank) 😊

Charles: At first, Charles liked to admire you as you took care of your plants. He couldn’t help but gaze at you, how perfect you looked surrounded by all that greenery. You treated them all with so much love and care that it was a precious image to behold. Soon enough, you got him to join in too as a way to rewind from all the things he had in his mind.

Erik:  When he found out about your love for solving puzzles, he was shocked to say the least. He wouldn’t stop teasing you, “And I thought I was the old one in this relationship.” or “So you hide an 80-year-old inside you. Good to know.” You bugged him so much about actually giving a try that he finally gave in, but let’s just say Erik is not one for things requiring patience. 

Hank: That giant furball has two left feet so when he walked in on you dancing ballet so gracefully, he just froze on the spot. Ever since, he won’t stop grinning like an idiot every time you even put on your pointe shoes because according to him; “You…um…You look even more beautiful when you’re dancing and I didn’t even think that was…ahem…possible.”

Alex: Summers is all about sports and when he found out about your skills when it came to playing volleyball, he loved the idea immediately. It’s pretty much become a habit for the two of you to play together at least once a week. (Spoiler alert, it’s more like you playing and him losing because he’s constantly just staring at you because “Damn, you’re so hot in those shorts. Please wear them everyday.”)

Warren: Coming from a rich family, Angel learnt how to play the piano from a very young age but now he simply hates the idea, probably because in his mind it’s connected to so many unpleasant memories. But when you play your guitar, you are so passionate about it that he can’t help but be taken away.

Kurt: Your little blueberry was ecstatic to discover your love for finger painting and you didn’t even have to ask him before he joined in and you both looked like toddlers covered in paint. Your masterpieces always end up looking like a bomb of colors has exploded on them and they are so bad but you made them together and that’s enough to make you want to hang them everywhere.



  • Articuno: BEST OF THE BIRDS; STILL UGLY 6/10
  • Moltres: HORRIBLE. CHICKEN IDIOT 1.5/10
  • Mewtwo: he’s alright i guess 7/10
  • Mewtwo (mega X): WEIRDO 4/10
  • Mewtwo (mega Y): LESS WEIRDO. but still 6/10
  • Mew: beautiful. i love you. my babygirl. i love you 9/10


  • Raikou: dog mustache. 2nd best dog 6.5/10
  • Entei: dog mustache. best dog 7.5/10
  • Suicune: no mustache. worst of dogs. prep 5/10
  • Lugia: GOOD bird : ) nice 8/10
  • Ho-Oh: GOOD bird : ) cool 8/10
  • Celebi: MY BABY. my baby boy. i love you. kiss your head 9.5/10


  • Regirock: UGLY 2/10
  • Regice: UGLY 3/10
  • Registeel: SLIGHTLY LESS UGLY. but still 3.5/10 
  • Latias: good. i love her. airplane 7.5/10
  • Latias (mega): why did they do this to you? 4/10
  • Latios: asshole. bitch. be nice like your sister 4/10
  • Latios (mega): somehow even worse 3/10
  • Kyogre: horrible. hate this idiot’s tiny mouth fuck this gen 2/10
  • Kyogre (mega): same but shiny. not any better 2/10
  • Groudon: ugly weirdo. tiny arms. fuckhead 3/10
  • Groudon (mega): same but shiny. still ugly 3/10
  • Rayquaza: barely any better than his two idiot brothers 5/10
  • Rayquaza (mega): cooler. 8/10
  • Jirachi: beautiful. beautiful. child 9/10
  • Deoxys: weirdo 6/10
  • Deoxys (attack): cute 8.5/10
  • Deoxys (defense): ugly 3/10
  • Deoxys (speed): ugly 4/10
Beautiful idiot (Deadpool x reader)

Name: Beautiful idiot

Requested: Hi! Can you write a Deadpool x reader where Wade is a bit insecure about his appearance and thinks he doesn’t deserve the reader and the reader reassures him and it’s super fluffy?

Warnings: Take a guess, it’s Deadpool. Swearing, insecurities, sad Wade

Plot: Who would think that Wade Wilson, Douchepool, the Merc with the mouth, the insufferable Deadpool, would be insecure? Certainly not (YN) (L/N), who, one night, wakes up to find her bed empty, and a hunched over figure in her living room.

(A/N): I live for angst. Thanks for the request, it was hella fun to write! I also adore Deadpool, he’s gotta be my fave character ever. If this isn’t what you wanted, tell me!

It was 3 AM when (Y/N) awoke. She didn’t know why, but she got a clue when she turned, not feeling the usual warmth beside her when she reached for it. The girl sat up, rubbing her eyes and scanning the room for Wade, though that ruled unsuccessful as she couldn’t see anything. (Y/N) sighs upon hearing a loud crash from outside, followed by a loud, but sad groan. So, she stood up, cursed under her breath, and began to slowly walk towards the living room.

While walking, she began to scold the man who she knew so well. “Wade, for fuck’s sake, can you just sleep for one night?” When she arrived, the scene before her caused her to calm down, her voice faltering. There the man sat, hunched over on the couch, head in hands. Before she began to walk towards him, she looked around the room, finally spotting the source of the crash. A small bourbon glass. (Y/N) sighed, shifting her gaze to the distraught man sadly. Wade didn’t move. She slowly makes her way towards the couch, gingerly sitting next to the man as if he would break if she touched him too quickly.

And, in a way, he did.

“You might not want to do that” he states as she placed a hand on his back. (Y/N) furrows her brows. “Do what? Wade, look at me” the man in question sighs, beginning to look up at her, causing her to jump back slightly. Wade widens his eyes momentarily, then stares down at his hands. “Sorry, most people never get used to that” he mumbles. (Y/N) shakes her head quickly, reaching for his chin to gently raise his head again. “No! No, Wade, it’s not that. You’re beautiful, you’re great. It’s just…were you crying?” this took Wade by surprise. “No! My…my eyes were sweating” he fumbles out a reply. (Y/N) folds her arms, looking up at him with a knowing look. Wade rolled his eyes. “I’m fine, (Y/N), really” his answer didn’t please her. “No, we’re sorting this out tonight. I’ve had enough of this, Wade! You’re being very fucking distant and quiet for someone who’s ‘fine’. I don’t have to know you long to know that something’s up” her words were accusing but were laced with sympathy and worry. “What’s your problem? Are you…are you gay or something? It’s fine if you are, I just really love you and-” Wade widens his eyes once more, waving his hands as he spoke. “No! No, I love you too, that’s the thing!” the anti-hero explains loudly, causing the girl to sigh in relief. Wade calms down slightly and began to speak again. They really were gonna have to fix this tonight.

“I don’t deserve you.”

He sighs again, not looking at her in fear of going back on his words. “I mean, look at me. I look like a piece of gum that was chewed by someone who has gingivitis, I’m an asshole, I can’t be romantic for my life, every second you spend with me is dangerous” he falters for a moment before continuing. “And then there’s you. (Y/N) (L/N), the smart, funny, hot, pretty, cute bombshell who got caught up in the life of some random anti-hero” the man finally finished, leaving the two in a silence. He didn’t look up, he didn’t even know if she was still there. “Why do you stay?” he asks, his voice breaking slightly. (Y/N) pauses, looking down at him wistfully. “I stay because you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, you beautiful idiot” she watches as he finally looks up. “I love you, Wade! Who cares about what everybody thinks, to me you’re the most charming, beautiful, funny, lovely bastard I’ve ever met. Don’t beat yourself up, I’m not going anywhere” She laughs lightly as Wade’s smile grew. (Y/N) hugs him tightly, placing a kiss on his jawline. “Thank fuck, I thought you were gonna leave” She rolls her eyes, breaking the hug momentarily to look at him. “Where else in the world would I go? It’d be impossible to find someone else like you” Wade snorts. “That’s cheesy” “Shut your stupid mouth and go to bed” the (H/C) girl sighs, laughing it off.

“I’m still gonna have to clean up the-”
“You’re still gonna have to clean up the glass” (Y/N) cuts him off, causing Wade to groan. “Don’t complain, you’re the one who threw it”

  • James: what?
  • Sirius: how dare you not tell your BEST FRIEND
  • James: what is it oh no what did i do?
  • Sirius: you KISSED that BEAUTIFUL hufflepuff GIRL last night?
  • James: the one everyone says she's the most beautiful girl in the school? why yes!
  • *later*
  • James: alright did evans hear that?
  • Remus: her and the entire common room, yes
  • Sirius: how did she react?
  • James: did she look jealous?
  • Sirius: was i convincing?
  • James: do you think it'll work?
  • Sirius: how was my dramatic face?
  • Remus: yes james, i totally believe that now that the supposedly most beautiful girl in school was supposedly into you, lily will now fall madly in love with you. brillant plan. no flaws. and sirius are you for real

anonymous asked:

prompt: arin rages so hard at a game that he actually starts crying. dan quickly turns off the capture and then they both lie on the couch as dan strokes arin's hair and shooshes him and tries to calm him down.

okay so i’ve got a few prompts in my inbox, but the minute i saw this one, i immediately sat down and wrote. i love this so goddamn much.

it’s got everything–caring, warm danny, emotionally compromised arin, and feelsy hurt/comfort. add in egobang and you’ve got the perfect mix.

i love them. thanks for the prompt! i hope you like it!

One thing that Danny was pretty proud of was his ability to sense Arin’s mood and general emotions at any given time.

For example, when he first was getting to know Arin, he’d get worried after a con when Arin would suddenly go quiet and enter a slump. When he’d asked Suzy, she’d just explained that Arin “got like this” after cons, and was perfectly fine. He just needed some time to recuperate.

Now it was Danny who explained to concerned friends what was happening to Arin after cons. He’d always get a sort of swell in his chest, as though he were oddly proud to know Arin this personally.

That was to be expected, though. Especially after realizing he was in love with Arin a few months ago.

After a lot of confusion involving Danny avoiding Arin for two weeks and a confused and hurt Arin practically breaking down Danny’s front door, he and Arin had shared a personal conversation involving feelings and fears. They’d immediately gone to Suzy, because she had an important place in this conversation, too.

But that was the past now, and Danny still marveled at the fact that he could call Arin his boyfriend casually and it was considered normal. Arin and Suzy were husband and wife, but he and Arin were boyfriends.

He was happy with that. Arin had more than enough love to share, and Suzy thought it was marvelous that they made each other happy. He still couldn’t believe a person as kind and understanding as Suzy existed.

Which brought him to his current situation.

Arin was frowning at the screen, his brow furrowed as he attempted the boss battle for the sixth time. Danny was beginning to worry about him.

Arin had been working extremely hard the past few weeks. He’d hardly spent any time with Danny, as he’d been flying from one project to the next. Danny had also been very busy, but he knew Arin had a tendency to overwork. He was worried that Arin hadn’t been taking proper care of himself.

Danny had asked earlier, tentatively, if Arin was doing alright. Arin had chuckled and kissed Danny’s forehead fondly, telling him that he was fine. But Danny watched him now with concerned eyes; it was just like Arin to worry about everyone but himself.

Now, as Arin died for the seventh time, Danny bit his lip.

“Wanna take a break, dude? This boss looks pretty rough.”

Arin’s head jerked, his eyes darting to follow his character. “Nah, man, it’s fine–shit–totally fine. I’ve got this–goddammit!”

The game over screen flashed in front of them for only a moment before Arin started it up again, throwing his character back into the fight. Danny glanced at Arin, unsure.

“Okay, but only a couple more tries. Then we’re stopping.”

He’d tried to sound firm, but Arin didn’t even seem to register his command as he pushed on. “The trick is, to, um…just…”

With a sickening crack the game over screen flashed at them again, and Arin seemed to still, his face bright red.

Danny prepared himself for the outburst of curses and yells. 

But they never came.

Arin continued staring at the screen, his eyes dropping in defeat. He took a deep breath, glancing up again, and opened his mouth.

Arin burst into tears.

It was so startling Danny jumped, not used to seeing Arin so distraught. In fact, he could only recall seeing Arin cry before a handful of times, and never like this. It was uncanny to see the normally cheerful man look so…small.

He did the first thing that came to mind, which was reach out for Arin. He sought Arin’s familiar form, curling his arms protectively around him. “Hey. Hey, Big Cat. C’mere.”

Arin dropped the forgotten controller, curling into Danny’s chest. His hands gripped Danny’s old t-shirt, but he didn’t give a shit. He stroked Arin’s back soothingly, resting his head atop Arin’s. “Let it all out, big guy. Shh, I’ve got you. I’m here for you, baby.”

The cries were heart-wrenching, tearing a hole in Danny’s heart. Arin sounded so desolate and unhappy that Danny just wanted to wrap him up in a safe little ball and never let anything bad touch Arin ever again.

After a few sniffles, the wails subsided, and Arin’s grip on Danny’s shirt loosened. “Sorry,” he whimpered.

Danny stroked Arin’s hair, feeling terrible. “Don’t feel sorry, Big Cat. You’ve got nothing to be sorry about. I’m worried about you.”

Arin stayed hidden for another moment before turning his head upward to look at Danny. His heart ached at the sight of Arin’s puffy eyes and wet face. “I just…sometimes all the work catches up to me…and I miss you so goddamn much and feel guilty because I hardly get to spend any time with Suzy…and then I just feel all the weight of everything on my shoulders, but it’s my job…I’m supposed to be able to handle all of this, Danny.”

It’s the way Arin says Danny that really breaks in heart in two. Arin doesn’t use the affectionate term very often, and the way he says it so tenderly yet brokenly makes him hold Arin even tighter.

“You don’t need to do all that by yourself, baby,” Danny murmured, gently wiping the tears off Arin’s cheeks. “We’re all here to help you. No one expects you to do everything alone. We’re more concerned about you taking good care of yourself.” Danny smiled down at him, feeling an overwhelming rush of love and affection. “I’ll take care of you properly, I promise. But you need to let me help, okay, Big Cat?”

A smile flickered across Arin’s face, and he sighed, resting his head on Danny’s shoulder. “You’re the best. I love you.”

It’s a simple statement, but it makes Danny’s heart catch in his throat, and a tingly feeling shoots down his spine. He swallowed his giddiness, letting a smile stretch across his face as he buried his nose in Arin’s hair, kissing the top of his head. “I love you, too. So, so much.”

They stayed like that for a bit, letting Arin’s breathing return to normal and a feeling of warm comfort surrounded the pair. It’s moments like this that remind Danny how he fell in love with this hardworking, generous, talented, beautiful man in the first place. His heart swells with love and pride. Taking care of Arin feels better than anything he’s ever done before.

Finally, Arin shifted to sit up properly, wiping across his eyes one last time. “I needed that. You always know how to make me feel whole again.” He smiled somewhat shyly at Danny, and it’s the cutest goddamn thing Danny’s ever seen. He has to bite his lip to keep from grinning like an idiot.

“I’ll get everything set up. Just two more recordings, I promise. Then we’ll nap,” Arin decreed, walking over to retrieve the controller.

Danny watched him, adoration burning in his chest for this man. 

He never thought it was possible to feel so much devotion to another person, but if this is what it was like to take care of someone you loved, then it was the best feeling in the world.


Pairing: Finn Bálor x Plus Size!Reader

Word Count: 1120

Warnings: language, poor body image, implied smut, fluff

Based on: this prompt

A/N: Hello hello! So once again, life’s been kicking my ass and keeping me from my writing. I’m not always the fluffiest writer, but this was purely therapeutic. And my goodness did this come out fluffy. Like a warm blanket from the dryer kind of fluffy. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this one. And thanks for being patient with a girl.

My Bálor Babes: @yourr-anger-your-anchor @motleymoose @georgiadean37@wweximaginesxd @racheo91 @daddy-slug @blondekel77 @ambrosegirlforever@romanempire19 @fucking-bandsx @boundtomyfate @hotspurmadridista@florenceivy @geekoftv @behindthesesilvereyes @vsturgeon5489@thegoddessqueenrileycarter @wwesmutandstuff @devitt-club @anerdysouthernbelle@thebadchic @baratomaya @jenn0755 @sbethell89 @magical419 @lilyruelas@xxmaddhatter39xx @bouttogolinkurbitch @uniquewerewolfsuit @valeonmars@ryrybebe @wwe-rollins-lover @dasexydevitt13 @officialbroski10-blog@weedman-shitz@justhavingfun123469

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a/n: yippee an imagine!! i have a love hate relationship with this but oh well,, please tell me if you liked it xx

pairing: chris x reader

word count: 1012


There was no better feeling than being with the person you adore the most, to you at least. You would’ve never thought that you’d ever feel like this in anyone’s company, yet alone Christoffer’s. The whole concept of being in a proper relationship was new to both of you, both lacking experience in the domain of how to keep one up. It was a mutual agreement really when you decided to keep your feelings behind closed doors, if you could say that. The last thing you both wanted was to people make comments or speculations about it.

It was really hard for you two to not make it totally obvious that you were dating, when you could barely keep your hands to yourself when it was only the two of you. That was probably why moments like these, when it was only you two were so precious to you. You were laying on Chris’ couch, watching as he tried to play a game on his console but failing in it terribly. He was aware of the fact that pretty much he sucked in it, annoyance visible on his heavenly features. You couldn’t help but laugh a bit, making him turn around with a pout on his face.

”You’re supposed to be nice and supportive to me, you’re already failing as a girlfriend.” Chris said, the pout turning into a small smile. Your heat probably always skipped a beat when he smiled, it was one of your favorite things about him.

”You just really suck in that game, I’m supportive in a realistic way.” you told him, poking your tongue out at the boy. He let out a dramatic sigh, closing the console before throwing himself on top of you carefully enough that you don’t get hurt from the action, his cheek was squished against yours.

”Chris, what on earth are you doing?” you asked, doing your best to not laugh at him once again. In the end, he was a huge dork and you were surprised when you discovered this side of him. It was also one of the few things you could tease him about. Chris repositioned himself so that he was now hovering you, staring into your beautiful eyes. He didn’t mind that you brought out the dorky side of him out, as long as it made you happy he was alright.

It was surprising how different he was around you, his eyes literally beaming with pure admiration. Chris, the kid who previously had serious committing issues and fear of catching feelings, was head over heels for you.

”You’re just really comfy and pretty, princess.” he said, making you blush in the process. He had the nickname even before you started dating, but it still made you feel all warm and fluffy on the inside. Chris smirked, seemingly proud of the fact that he was still able to make you blush.

Chris leaned in, his lips meeting yours. The kiss was simple and sweet, but it still made both of your heads spin. It wasn’t like this was your first kiss ever or anything like that, yet it still made them both feel in someway, like it was all new. Chris pulled away, his eyes were still closed and his nose was touching yours.

A small laugh escaped your mouth as you were staring at Chris, who’s eyes were now open and his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

”Remember how we used to throw popcorn at the television when an annoying couple or a kissing scene came on?” you looked into his beautiful eyes, wondering if he remembered all of those little things you used to do when you were friends only. Those were the memories you probably cherished the most, even with the whole dating thing going well.

”Yeah, I do. Why are you thinking of that when I was having a deep and sentimental moment like characters in books?” Chris asked, his head tilted to the side.

”Funny how we’re now in a similar situation, you know, the two idiots slowly falling in love.” you shyly said, not sure of how Chris would react. ”If everything goes like in movies and television series we should be married with a kid in a few years or we’ve broken up and hate each other guts.”

”I’d rather not break up with you, guess we’re more likely going towards the first option.” Chris’ hand was now on your cheek, softly caressing it.

Chris wasn’t sure if he could say that he was in love with you, after all the whole concept was new to him. He really liked the idea of being in love with you, though. He couldn’t imagine kissing anyone else than you ever, the idea of going on a date with someone else with you was unheard of, just the thought of him being with someone else made him feel nauseous. Was it silly? Probably. Could it be helped? Probably not.

The idea of falling in love with you was appealing to him, it was almost like the normal thing to do. After all, even if you hadn’t spent that much time together as boyfriend and girlfriend it felt inevitable. You had been friends since you were small kids, you were his happiness, the one who never failed to make him smile. You were the one who encouraged him when things got rough, the first one to tell him that everything will eventually get back to normal. You were the only one who had ever managed to get him blush, make him feel those butterflies in his stomach that everyone always talked about.

”That sounds nice to me, I’d like that.”

It was the ideal scenario for a long lasting relationship, friends since small kids, trust, you knew each other better than you knew yourself. Two teenagers slowly falling in love, learning about the world and life after high school together. Maybe it would take years to admit those feelings or not even a month, but it was all worth it as long as you were happy together.


~Bullet Points~

  • Oh Sehun    his name is so convenient oml
  • Your relationship is just, wow
  • Sehun isn’t the type to portray his feelings well and to some people he could probably come off quite cold
  • But when you get to know him he’s the sweetest 
  • Well
  • He does tease you, and he’s also the judgy type. But not hurtful judgy, more of a ‘are you really going to do that?’ judgy
  • Even though he can be skeptical on some of your decisions he still supports you and talks everything through with you
  • When showing affection he can actually be very very clingy, but much like Chen, if you initiate skinship prepare for him to get cocky
  • ‘Am I really that attractive? I mean what am I saying of course I am.’
  • ‘Shut up pretty boy, you’re ruining it.’
  • ‘Double negative makes a positive sweetie.’
  • Even though he’s sarcastic af with you and can be down right savage he loves you with all his heart
  • If he’s on tour he’ll send you messages like,
  • ‘Y/N I miss you~I know you miss me too and you’re most definitely wearing my hoodie right now. be careful and look after yourself, okay? I love you’
  • And he’ll even face time you at night
  • ‘There’s my ugly girlfriend, why aren’t you asleep yet? It’s late and you really need you’re beauty sleep.’
  • ‘Shut up, earlier you messaged me saying how’s the most beautiful girl in the world.’
  • ‘I said that? I guess I did say that… I miss you Y/N.’
  • ‘I miss you too idiot.’
  • You two have cute pet names for each other like ‘ ugly’ and ‘idiot’, you both love them but once you said them in front of Suho and was scolded
  • That’s apparently not the way you should treat your significant other, but hey if you two like it then what’s the problem?
  • When yall go on dates of course you go to a bubble tea cafe, that’s no questions asked
  • When you’re on dates Sehun becomes the biggest cutie, he’ll hold your hand and when you sit in a booth he’ll have his arm around your shoulders
  • Sehun is also jealous af so if you both are out and he sees guys staring at you his arm will snake around your waist, if they continued to stare he may even stop you and suddenly kiss you
  • Making sure that he’s facing the guy who is staring the whole time
  • You don’t question it as it’s happened so many times now that you just go with it
  • In fact that’s what most of your arguments are about, when you say you’re going to town with your girl friends, he’d immediately question you what you’re wearing and what about other guys
  • Sometimes it gets so heated that you accuse him of not trusting you and leave the house out of anger
  • That’s when he realizes he’s done fucked up
  • When you return back to the house candles are lit and rose petals lead you into the kitchen, and there’s Sehun, flowers in hand and tears streaming down his face
  • He didn’t think you’d come back at all tbh so when he sees you standing there he leaps up and envelops you in his arms
  • Yall start making out and he carries you to the bedroom…. you all see where this is going
  • The day after he’ll take you out to your favorite place and makes sure everything you do is something you want to do
  • Cuz this bean, even though he’s never told you how scared he was about losing you and never really tells you anything that’s bothering you in that matter, he appreciates you so much and doesn’t know what his life would become without you in it
  • So even though there’s times where it seems like he doesn’t care or he doesn’t express it very well, trust me. He loves you, more than anything

Originally posted by r-velvets

Okayy another one! I haven’t really got anything else planned for today so if you want to see something else please request!

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kami9910  asked:

Hi, I wanted to request this but was scared first.. Well then... (if you have done this one before, can I get the link.?)Head canons on RFA guys + Saeran's reaktion when they meet MC's ex on the street and he is kinda deuchy or clingy 💜

(Oh? Don’t be scared! I love getting requests!! I have not done this before ^~^ and it sounds like fun! I’ve seen one really good one of these going around, so I’ll make this as original as possible.)
IMPORTANT: I realized this when I wrote it..but, I put “he” for your ex. (Not Jaehee’s but.) When it very well could’ve been a she?? I know I’ve dated my fair share of girls, so I’m not trying to leave other sexualities out T_T Please understand, thank you.
707: (TRIGGER WARNING?? Mentions of an unhealthy past relationship.)

• He was a little shocked when he saw your ex casually walking beside the two of you.
• Seven wanted to ignore the guy, and just get you out of there…
• But. He noticed you.
• “..(Y/N)? Hey!!”
• You looked over, and instantly narrowed your eyes.
• And seven knew..that this specific ex landed you in an abusive relationship. Your ex was a douche, no doubt about it.
• So, Seven pushed you behind himself, facing your ex with an aggravated glare.
• “I’d appreciate if you backed off MY girlfriend.” Seven growled, while gritting his teeth.
• It wasn’t often you saw Seven so pissed off, considering he was normally more of a jokester.
• Your ex and Seven stared at each other for a moment longer, before your ex nodded in your direction.
• “See you another day, (Y/N).”
• As soon as he left, Seven looked behind him, making sure he was really gone.
• Then, he put on a smile, and began joking/chatting with you as if nothing ever happened.

• He was too busy talking to you, to even notice the guy staring at you from across the restaurant.
• In all honesty, you didn’t notice, either.
• “Haha, I’ll be right back, (Y/N)!! I’m just going to the restroom!”
• Yoosung got up, and made his way to the restroom.
• You pulled out your phone, about to check the messenger..
• When someone sat down at your table.
• “Yoosung! That was fa-”
• It wasn’t Yoosung.
• “(Y/N). Pleasure seeing you here.” Your ex said, with a wink.
• You mentally gagged, giving your ex an awkward smile.
• After a moment of awkward silence, Yoosung walked back out. He put his phone into his pocket, and looked out to see your gorgeous face.
• Well, he wasn’t pleased when he saw his beauty, talking to some hobo looking piece of trash.
• His eye twitched, and he couldn’t help but feel that certain “itchy” ‘sensation’ taking over his body.
• Let me just say
• He may look like a cute snowflake
• But when jealous? SPAWN. OF. S A T A N.
• He walked up to your table, slamming his hand in front of your ex.
• “Excuse me, but you’re in my seat.”
• You ex just brushed him off??
• “I don’t think you heard me. You’re. In. My. Seat.”
• “(Ex’s name)…please, leave..” You quietly muttered.
• Yoosung actually had to use every muscle in his body to stop himself from trying to beat the shit out of your ex.
• Your ex rolled his eyes, sliding out of his seat.
• He didn’t even say anything as he walked away, leaving Yoosung alone with you.
• Yoosung sat back down, feeling relief take over him as he smiled at you.
• “Now..where were we, cutie?” He giggled.

• You were taking Jumin out to look at some of the more “Commoner” style attractions, which was actually a little fascinating to him.
• That is, until your ex decided to come up to you.
• “(Y/N)!! Hey, it’s me! (Ex’s Name)!”
• Even if Jumin didn’t know he was your ex, he still instinctively wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him.
• Jumin tends to be pretty possessive, and easily jealous..so, he didn’t like this random ass dude looking you up and down.
• “I would say to take a photo, as it lasts longer..however, you happen to be looking at my girlfriend. I’d greatly appreciate it if you left us alone.” Jumin ‘calmly’ told him.
• “(Y/N), I was wondering if you’d like to hang out with me sometime?”
• You were about to reject, when Jumin grabs your ex by the collar.
• “I don’t think you heard me the first time. (Y/N) is my girlfriend. I don’t like anyone, much less you, looking at her. And we certainly do not have the time to be speaking with an imbecile.”
• By now, your ex is absolutely terrified, as he struggles to get out of Jumin’s grip.
• Jumin lets your ex go, pushing him away from you.
• “Now then. Would you like to continue showing me around, my love?”

• Zen can instantly tell that the guy that kept trying to talk to you was an ex.
• The two of you went out to watch a movie, but it seemed you couldn’t even enjoy that.
• Of course, Zen knew you wouldn’t leave him for your ex.
• I mean, Look at Zen. He’s the image of beauty. He’s practically perfection. There’s no way you’d want to leave him behind for an idiot~
• Still..Zen couldn’t help the pang of jealousy that came to him every time your ex attempted to strike a conversation.
• It was nearing the end of the movie, and Zen had had enough.
• “So, (Y/N), would you like to grab a co-”
• “We’re trying to watch the movie, okay? Leave my girlfriend and I alone.”
• Despite the whole popcorn thing, Zen seemed to be pretty calm about the whole thing.
• After all, he was yours, and you were his~
• Even when you left the theater, your ex knew not to mess with you and Zen ever again.

• The two of you were going out to rent a movie, so you could just spend the night cuddling with each other, while having entertainment.
• Sadly, one of the workers happened to be your ex girlfriend.
• “(Y/N)? (Y/N)! So good to see you, it’s been so long!!”
• Both you and Jaehee turned around, looking at the stunning female standing in front of you.
• Jaehee instantly felt her heart beat speed up in mild fear, feeling herself become sick to her stomach.
• “Who’s this…?” Jaehee quietly asked you.
• Before you had a chance to answer, your ex spoke up for you.
• “You didn’t know? I’m (Y/N)’s ex girlfriend. ..and you are?”
• Jaehee gulped, feeling every drop of confidence leave her body, as she only continued to stare at your ex.
• “This is Jaehee. My girlfriend. I’m sorry, (Ex’s name), but we really have to go. Nice seeing you.”
• Now, Jaehee knew you meant it in a friendly way, but she still couldn’t help but flinch at you saying 'nice seeing you’.
• When you two got back home, you began watching the film.
• But Jaehee’s thoughts were else where.
• “(Y/N)..do you love me?”
• You flinched, before tightening your grip on your beautiful girlfriend.
• “Yes. Absolutely. Why would you even ask me that?”
• “I guess..I just can’t get my mind of of your ex..she was so beautiful..so charming..she seemed to be everything i-”
• You didn’t even want to hear the rest of Jaehee’s nonsense.
• So, you shut her up with a kiss.
• When you pulled away, you placed your forehead on hers, running your fingers in her soft hair.
• “I love you, Jaehee. Only you.”
V: (Wasn’t asked for, but ima do it anyways, lololol.)

• Now, V was always a more gentle, down to earth type of guy.
• So, when the two of you were at the park, you sat down at a bench, just watching your blue haired boyfriend take pictures.
• However, this is when your ex boyfriend decided to come up to you.
• V didn’t really see it at first, since his sight wasn’t in the greatest condition.
• But when he did?
• He didn’t hesitate to stop taking photo’s of the small flower he had found.
• He casually walked up to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind, placing a kiss on your cheek.
• “Oh! I’m sorry! I didn’t see you there.. I’m V. (Y/N)’s boyfriend. And you are?”
• He’s actually super polite to your ex?
• Your ex starts getting hella uncomfortable with how “buddy-buddy” V was acting right now. He didn’t even seem mad?
• He didn’t show it, but on the inside..V was a little scared. Scared to lose you. He trusted you, but what if he wasn’t enough? What if you realized that you could do far better than him? He loved you. You were his world, his reason to be happy again. He couldn’t lose you to one of your dick ex’s.
• Your ex just continued to now awkwardly chat with you, as V kept a smile plastered on his face. Every now and then, he would place a delicate kiss to your cheek, forehead, or even the top of your head.
• “God..I can’t even talk to you seriously right now, with him all over you.” Your ex complained.
• “Heh. Well, he is my boyfriend. I like him being 'all over me.’” You said, leaning your head up to give V a small kiss on the chin.
• “..whatever..I’m out.”
• And with that, your ex left.
• “Thank god. I thought he’d never leave.” V laughed, coming over the bench to sit beside you.
• “I know, right? Psh, what a dick.” You agreed, leaning over to V.
• He wrapped an arm around you, enjoying your warmth.
• “I love you, (Y/N).”
• “I love you, too, V.”
Saeran: (Warning: harsh language ahead.)

• It was a chilly day, leaving you and Saeran with no choice but to dress warm, as you decided to go spend a day out with each other.
• Saeran wasn’t really talking much, which surprised you. Because, normally he was quite talkative around you.
• Awkward. But talkative.
• You were just about to ask Saeran if something was wrong, when your douche bag ex came up to you, slapping your ass.
• You felt Saeran’s grip on your hand tighten for a moment, before he just let go, going up to the guy.
• “What the fuck was that?!” Saeran yelled, pinning your ex up to the nearest wall.
• At this point, your ex got a terrified expression on his features, as he tried to get down and out of Saeran’s painfully tight grip on him.
• “Hey, mate! I’m sorry! Is she yours or something? Man, I used to do it all the time when I dated her..I didn’t know, honestly!”
• “You..dated her?!”
• “..Yeah..?”
• This actually pissed Saeran off even more.
• Without thinking, Saeran knee’s your ex boyfriend in the balls (does he even have any, tho??) about as hard as he could, making your ex gasp out in pain.
• “Saeran! Calm down!” You gasped. (Even tho you secretly enjoyed watching your hot ass boyfriend kick ass.)
• Saeran nodded, releasing him, making him slide onto the ground pitifully.
• “And don’t you dare..lay a finger on her ever again.” Saeran growled, before going back over to you.
• Saeran placed his hand in yours, while you couldn’t help but mentally laugh at your ex.
• “Saeran, I love you. And as much as I loved watching all that go down..try not to do it again. I would hate for you to get hurt.” You giggled, making Saeran’s cheeks tint with a light shade of pink.
• “O-Oh. Alright..I Uh- I- love you, too..(Y/N)..”

streepbuffy4ever  asked:

What's your favourite book/story?

I don’t think I could pick just one! 

My favourite authors in no order (top two favourite books from each) are:

  • Maritta Wolff (Whistle Stop and About Lyddy Thomas)
  • Norman Collins (London Belongs to Me and Love in Our Time)
  • Patrick Hamilton (Twenty Thousand Streets Under the Sky and Hangover Square)
  • Willa Cather (My Antonia and O Pioneers!)
  • F Scott Fitzgerald (The Beautiful and Damned and Tender is the Night)
  • Kurt Vonnegut (God Bless You Mr Rosewater and Breakfast of Champions)
  • Trollope (The Way We Live Now and the Palliser series)  
  • Steinbeck (The Winter of Our Discontent and East of Eden)
  • Zola (L'Assommoir and Nana)
  • Dostoevsky (Crime and Punishment and The Idiot)

I also really like Peyton Place by Grace Metalious, An American Tragedy and Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser, London Fields by Martin Amis, The L-Shaped Room by Lynne Reid Banks, Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis, The Bonfire of the Vanities by Tom Wolfe, The Jungle by Upton Sinclair, The Millstone by Margaret Drabble, The Best of Everything by Rona Jaffe, The Tenants of Moonbloom by Edward Lewis Wallant, The House of Mirth and The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton, The Crying of Lot 49 by Thomas Pynchon, A Time to be Born by Dawn Powell, Apartment in Athens by Glenway Wescott, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers, Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier, The Mysteries of Paris by Eugene Sue, Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann, Last Exit to Brooklyn by Hubert Selby Jr, and everything by Nancy Mitford and Dominick Dunne. 

If I had to pick a short story, maybe A Perfect Day for Bananafish by  J. D. Salinger?

I have a tattoo of Behemoth from The Master and Margarita!

anonymous asked:

Hello dear, could you do a Draco Malfoy imagine where his wife gave birth to twins ( boy and girl) and his parents come to visit them. They are really happy about being grandparents and please have a special moment with the babys and Draco, and with the reader and Narcissa . Thank you 💙💙💙

Yes! Yes-yes-yes! Have I mentioned ‘yes’? It is a bloody brilliant idea! YES!

[I called the kids Arial and Scorpius]

And I have no idea what I did. But it does sound nice for me.

Name: My little Malfoys

“Y/N, dear,” Narcissa walks into the kids’ room and smiles at you, as you stand by a window holding your son. “Hi. Draco said you were trying to lull the little ones.”

“Oh, only Scorpius. He does not like staying quiet,” you smile, as Narcissa walks up to you and hugs you, gently kissing you on forehead. “Would you like to hold him?”

“Oh, yes,” she carefully takes Scorpius from your hands and rests his head on her elbow, murmuring something very sweet. “Hello beautiful.”

“Does he look a lot like Draco when he was a kid?” you ask her, as you sit down on the couch, Scorpius making annoying, yet sweet sounds.

“Oh yes,” Narcissa smiles, stroking his soft skin. “Not as loud though.”

“So Draco was loud? He says he always was a sweet quiet child,” you lean back, as Narcissa takes your hand and squeezes it slightly.

“I suppose, the two kids are loud enough,” you both smile, quite happy that Arial is asleep in her little cradle. Scorpius starts whimpering, and, as you are about to take him back, Narcissa quickly calms him down. You sigh with relief, and Narcissa looks at you a little suspiciously. “Are you happy, dear?”

“Yeah,” you grin, taking Scorpius’ tiny hand and stroking little fingers. “I am. Exhausted, but… Yeah, I am very happy. Double happy, if I may.”

“You have no idea how happy I am, Y/N,” Narcissa tells you, smiling at Scorpius with so much kindness, you stop wondering how Draco ended up being such a gentle man (at home). “Lucius and I… We have always dreamed of grandkids. And we got two at the same time.”

“Hey,” Draco walks in the room, holding a glass of wine which he hands his mother, then sits down next to you and plants a short kiss on your cheek. “Missed me?”

“You bet,” you turn your head and quickly kiss him. “How is your father?”

“Right,” he grins and turns to his mother. “He got a letter from Director and has to go to the Ministry as soon as possible. He said he would come and say hi to the little Malfoys, but probably then he won’t get out of here until tomorrow morning,” Narcissa sighs and carefully gives you Scorpius. “Sorry, mom. I know that you wanted to spend more time with these little devils.”

“I can still come at some point,” Narcissa smiles at you, strokes Ariel’s forehead, and quickly leaves, hurrying to not make Lucius wait for too long. After the war, Lucius got better, but Azkaban really hurt him mentally, so the man often had anxiety attacks, and you were doing your best to help him.

“How are my Malfoys doing?” he smiles, resting your head on his shoulder. You grin.

“Quite quiet,” you tell him, and a second later, Ariel wakes up. He giggles, as you hand him Scorpius and head to the cradle to pick the girl up. “Hey, Ariel. Why are you upset, sunshine?”

“She just misses her father,” you hear Draco’s comment, so you just return and sit down next to him, murmuring something, as Ariel keeps looking around, as if wondering what is going on. “Oh, come here,” Draco carefully takes her from your hands and gently kisses the tiny nose. “Aren’t you beautiful?” Ariel sneezes.

“Who knew you are such a sweet father?” you ask, trying not to smile.

“You did,” Draco grins, holding both of your kids on his hands, smiling like an idiot. You stay quiet for a few minutes, just listening to the kids breathe, then Draco turns his head to you, pressing his lips against your temple. “Y/N?”


“I know that we don’t sleep a lot now because of two kids, but…” he looks you straight in the eye, as you turn your head to face him. “I love you so much, Y/N. These kids… Scorpius and Ariel… My… Our kids… They make me… very happy.”

“And sleepy,” you add, smiling, as you lean forward and slowly kiss him. Draco grins and kisses you back, resting his fingertip on Ariel’s palm. “I love you, too.”

“She will be the most stunning girl of them all, huh?” he asks quietly, staring your daughter’s face. You smile and nod.

“No doubt… And she will have a twin brother to take care of her when she starts dating,” you see how Draco frowns, not ready to accept that this small ball of happiness will belong to someone else, so you laugh quietly. “I am kidding, Draco. It won’t happen soon. For some time, she will be running around here and throwing food around, as she doesn’t like it.”

“You know,” he adds after a short period of comfortable silence. “I am so… grateful… that Potter killed that moron,” you realize that you are discussing Voldemort. “If it wasn’t him, these two would not be safe. Or born.”

“Because you wouldn’t ever walk up to a muggleborn if you had his eyes on your back,” you nod, resting your chin on his shoulder. “Harry did a great job.”

“True… You think it will be wrong to make him a god-father of Ariel?” Draco asks suddenly. Obviously, he’s been thinking about it for some time now, but he must have really considered other options if he offers he ex-worst enemy. “She will be safe, as no one will go against Potter the great,” you both grin.

“I think it’s a wonderful idea,” you answer, closing your eyes.

“I will talk to him,” adds Draco. “We’ve been working for quite a while, and I hope that he will understand that she is… so beautiful.”

“I am sure he will.”