i might be having even trouble to breathe

For all my plus size girls

- Coconut oil or shea butter is great for boob sweat smelliness, since it seals in moisture (it works for me, however if you’re protein sensitive or prone to body acne you might not want to do this)


- Diluted essential oils, natural deodorant or shea butter for thigh chafing. I wouldnt recommend antiperspirant cause aluminum and all that jazz.


- Crop tops? WEAR THEM.


- They want you to ride their face but you’re scared? Do it. They’re grown. They will find a way to breathe.  (I mean, make sure you dont cover both their mouth and nose for safety reasons)


- Afraid to have sex with the lights on? Girl, they knew what they signed up for, flaunt them stretch marks. Guarantee you that your confidence will turn them on even more.


- Double chin troubles? Search for contouring videos on youtube


- Having trouble with confidence? Walk with your shoulders back and your head high, I promise you it works


-Scared to eat in fear of judgment? Please eat, they’re probably not paying you any attention and if they are? Fuck em


- Worried about if you could get away with wearing that? Well I’m telling you that you CAN. 

- Friends who make negative comments about your weight are not your friends !!!!


And last but not least important, ALWAYS remember:

-YOU FUCKING PRETTY, BITCH

Prince Prompts:

(See also here for more knights and princes falling in love or check out my royalty prompts/royalty au tag)

Anonymous said:Do you have any prompts for an arrogant bastard prince trying to woo a feisty (and sarcastic) knight? Thank you

Anonymous said:Hi!! First of all, I love your blog! Secondly, do you have any prompts for a still-in-closet gay prince falling in love with another boy?

Anonymous said:Hi, love your blog! Do you have any prompts for a prince falling in love with a knight who’s less than interested? Thank you! 

nikkigrowl said:Hi I really liked your prince x female knight prompts. Got anymore? Thanks :)


1) “Look. I know I’m the prince, so I know I must seem very intimidating to you, but I was wondering if we could have dinner?” 
“Oh,” the knight said, not looking up. “I’m not sure I’d dare have dinner with you, sire. I might swoon.” 
The prince hadn’t meant it to come out like that! They did their best to cover their agony. “Come to my chambers at seven.” They tried their best, most charming smile that always seemed to work on everyone else too. “I promise I’ll catch you if you swoon.” 


2) “Have I done something to offend you, sire?” 
“Offend me?” The prince determinedly didn’t look at the man standing in their doorway, not sure they could do so without giving something away. Their heart would pound so hard they could hear it a kingdom over, or they might flush, or forget the entire alphabet with the look on that face. “Of course not.”
He could feel the weight of the man’s eyes on him, tracking his movements, studying what it could of his expression.
 “It’s just that I…cannot bear the thought of having troubled you, my lord,” the man continued. He took a step closer into the prince’s chambers. “I know you are very busy with your duties and the kingdom but-” but you’ve been avoiding me. It was true. Even if it wasn’t the type of accusation tossed at one’s prince. 
The prince released a breath. Forced themselves to look up and felt their stomach bottom out with a treacherous heat. “I assure you, you could not offend me if you tried.” It came out far too soft, damn it all.


3) The prince had the awful feeling that the knight was only there because they were the prince. Because they felt they couldn’t say no to him over anything. No, it wasn’t a feeling - he knew it. Anyone in the kingdom would give him anything if he wanted, if he asked. It would be so easy to ask. To kiss, to touch, to-they swallowed. “You’re dismissed. Thank you for the report.” 
This was torment. But they would not force themselves knowingly on an unwilling partner, that was not the kind of rule they wished to uphold.


4) “Get out of here.” The knight pushed the prince back, snapping her visor up. “It’s you they’re after, you are helping no one by lingering.” 
“I would not abandon my troops!”
“You would see your knights killed for their loyalty to a dead prince?” 
He hesitated for a moment longer - the thoughts rushing through his head. What if he never saw her again? How could he in good faith and conscious let his knights die for him? And yet, she was right. 
“You better come back. I still need to discipline you for daring give your prince orders.”
“Oh, well, I wouldn’t dare disobey such an order as my prince commands it,” she returned. “Go.”
He ran. 

askadragonite  asked:

Jeff: Ey Chunky, you ever considered that the life of enslavement and servitude may suit you! Well let me give you that offer right now! Submit to my might and I shant lay waste to this pitiful place that you call a home!

This place is a Pokemon Sanctuary, home to Pokemon who have been through abuse and are now too weak to live out in the wild. People are aloud to adopt these Pokemon, however these Pokemon are not capable of battle and some can’t even do much labor, so the most they can be is pets. The Pangoro, Nemui, is not capable of hard labor due to back problems, troubled breathing, and a myriad of other issues. He’s not exactly fit to be a minion.

Epilogue after Reunion

The reunion went smooth as fuck everyone was so surprised that i changed into a rich and sexy stud. They don’t know that i took a cheat path by taking a stud’s body into myself.

Clean hair, ripped muscles, perfect beard, square jaw. But i felt something is missing. Deep down i wish i could be bigger. This might be the hidden wish of that person i absorbed long ago.

One day after work, i went to the gym. I’ve been a member and had a personal trainer before i steal a stud’s body. It was late at night and the gym was quiet. My personal trainer welcomed me. He was very surprised how my body changed so much in less than a year. He licked his lips, showing that he took interest in my body.

“I assume you took the infamous serum and taking someone’s body.” as he pushed me to an inclining bench and pulled my office tie.

Ah, he seemed familiar of the serum, then. I nodded in affirmation.

He gave me a quick kiss, “Naughty boy, let me give you a punishment for cheating.”

He took of my pants, using me as his fucktoy mindlessly.

“How do you fell, rich boy?! I really like you now… those muscles fits you… UGH… very fucking well. UNF..Fuck i… i might enjoying this more i did you last time!”

He fucked me through every hole i had. My mouth, my ass, his movements are wild as fuck i felt being ripped apart. He has trouble catching his breath while fucking. And i have nothing to do but moaning in pain and pleasure.

He pushed me back to the bench as he began fapping. He moaned hard and harder. He’s getting near to the climax.

“Ugh.. AAARGGHH… You like this man milk, rich guy. Tell you what, I’m offering you my own body to make you even more perfect!”

Did i hear that right? He offered his own body to be absorbed by myself!

“But no, i don’t want to be just absorbed… I wanted to become a part of your rich life. I want my mind, my memory, and my sanity intact. I wanted to live alongside you as a rich stud”

“But i… i don’t have the serum”

He laughed, as he cleaned himself off, “Don’t fret, i have the serum with me.”

He went off to his gym bag as he took 2 serum that has same color.

“This serum works differently that the original one. Instead the host absorbing another, this one literally merges two bodies while keeping their personalities intact, thus two minds in one body.”

He offered one of the serum to myself. I took off my office suit, as we went to the shower room together.

I kept looking at his shaft. I can feel it… It’s going to be mine soon… That manhood, strong veiny and manly…

He pushed me down to the floors as he unite our body into a much more perfect entity.

Our manhoods were colliding each other. Two treasures of studs merging together into a larger, stronger, and more virile weapon of man.

“Ohhhh… I can feel it, our body merging..!!!” He moaned as he kept pushing into myself.

His arms, his legs, his torso, it melts down into my own. My own body accepted the foreign power of man. Our lips met, our tongues wrestle, using little time to give deep kiss as our head meld together.

His knowledge, his memories, began to pour into my own. But his personality intact.

“I finally going to live with you, as a rich man” another voice echoed in my head.

As he finally melds into me fully, My body began to move. I pushed myself up into a standing position. My arm began to move on its own, as if it’s partially controlled by my personal trainer, he put his briefs into our own body…

But then another spark of pleasure rise up in every inch of our nerves. It’s having an AMAZING ORGASM… EVERYWHERE

AHHHH… AAAAAAGHHHHH… SUCH PLEASURE… It feels.. GREAT..!!! ARRRGHHHH

We arched our combined heads. Our pecs began to inflate with power. Veins surfacing on our abs, biceps. Our strength combined, becoming the true being of testosterone!

Spines grew longer, our body increased in height

Our shoulders grow larger, our frame grow wider in size

Our abs stacks to each other, forming an amazing, large eight pack.

We moaned so loud in amazing pleasure. It’s the greatest growth we never felt before!

One ripped man, and one hulking man, together they become a large, powerful beauty made from muscle.

*Credit image goes to https://growboygrow.tumblr.com/

Suddenly our crotch felt really hot. As we feel blue inside our balls… The flaccid manhood began to grow enormously, two additional testicles were manifested into the scrotum. Forcing the briefs to grow obscenely large.

Slowly but surely the combined manhood forced upon our briefs, precums began flowing like crazy because all 3 sets of testicles working harder than normal.

Strange feeling flows up from our crotch into our pecs as our nipples grows and spurts out liquid. With a quick taste, it’s actually precum being shot.

The process was completed. A new, perfect man has stood in front of the mirror.

“We look amazing, isn’t it” As the voice from my personal trainer echoed through my mind.

“Indeed, we are.” As we flexed together our new large guns and posing a “most muscular” posture.

“I” took a new shot of myself in front of the mirror. Using it as the wallpaper of my smartphone.

Now I’m no longer the rich man, nor the personal trainer. But a new perfect entity of pure testosterone.

It is time to live together in harmony in form of perfect muscle. I pack all my things and wore my office suit.

Sadly, it seems i can’t button them. Because this combined body has larger frame and wider chest.

Oh well, might as go back home shirtless. At least my office pants is still wearable, albeit it’s too tight.

I might need new clothes, larger size.

This personal trainer named Thomas, lived happily alongside me. As two minds inside one perfect body.

As a man of strength, testosterone, virility, and of course… wealth.

Now, for a new selfie in my facebook.

I can’t wait to see my friends shocked upon my perfected handsomeness.

anonymous asked:

You make very good points! My only issue was that while Draco is a very expressive person, I personally feel like he would have trouble expressing his love to scorpius himself. While everyone around Draco would be able to recite the exact colour of scorpius' eyes in the morning, I feel like it would be more difficult for Draco to tell scorpius to his face "hey I love you" even though scorpius already has no doubt about it. It might just be me who feels that though lol!

I personally see Scorpius as the only person Draco feels completely open with actually! I feel like Draco’d have reservations with other people and have trouble opening up to them, but with Scorpius it’d come as easy as breathing. This is his kid, the most precious and important person to him, the best part of him even. Draco knows what it feels like to be disappointed by a parent, and to believe that your parent’s love is conditional. I think he’d do everything in his power to make sure Scorpius never feels like that, and the best way to do that is telling Scorpius clearly and repeteadly that he’s loved, he’s cherished and he’s important. He’s also grown up emotionally closed off, and knows how damaging that could be, so i imagine him always encouraging Scorpius to express his feelings and returning the favor without hesitation. The worlds already going to be hard on Scorpius, i think Draco would do his best to raise him as self-assured and supported as possible.
It’s okay to have different opinions though, it’s fanfiction is transformative for a reason, we get to transform it however we like! I’m just very emotional and passionate about dad Draco, i can’t imagine him doing less than his best because i feel like that’s what he’d strive for.

April 23, 2017: Verge, Mark Doty

Verge
Mark Doty

A month at least before the bloom
and already five bare-limbed cherries
by the highway ringed in a haze
of incipient fire
                     —middle of the afternoon,
a faint pink-bronze glow. Some things
wear their becoming:
                               the night we walked,
nearly strangers, from a fevered party
to the corner where you’d left your motorcycle,
afraid some rough wind might knock it to the curb,
you stood on the other side
of the upright machine, other side
of what would be us, and tilted your head
toward me over the wet leather seat
while you strapped your helmet on,
engineer boots firm on the black pavement.

Did we guess we’d taken the party’s fire with us,
somewhere behind us that dim apartment
cooling around its core like a stone?
Can you know, when you’re not even a bud
but a possibility poised at some brink?

Of course we couldn’t see ourselves,
though love’s the template and rehearsal
of all being, something coming to happen
where nothing was…
                                   But just now
I thought of a troubled corona of new color,
visible echo, and wondered if anyone
driving in the departing gust and spatter
on Seventh Avenue might have seen
the cloud breathed out around us
as if we were a pair
of—could it be?—soon-to-flower trees.

==

On this day in:

2016: Ever, Meghan O’Rourke
2015: The Two Times I Loved You the Most In a Car, Dorothea Grossman
2014: May Day, Phillis Levin
2013: The Triumph of the Infinite, Mark Strand
2012: Mermaid Song, Kim Addonizio
2011: the laughing heart, Charles Bukowski
2010: from Jenny, Genya Turovskaya
2009: A Step Away From Them, Frank O’Hara
2008: Entry, Lisa Sewell
2007: Meanwhile, Richard Siken
2006: Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note, Amiri Baraka
2005: Holy Sonnet XIV, John Donne

Not Dead Yet (Part 21)

*Thank you all for 200 followers! Here’s a special treat. This gonna be good.*

Pairing: Reader x Peter Pan

Warning: mild language


The next couple of days was like walking on eggshells. Peter and Felix weren’t speaking to each other and it affected the entire camp. What should have been a joyous return had turned sour far too quickly. The boys looked to me for answers but I could give them none. This was a problem that needed to be worked out amongst themselves. Felix was a devoted Lost Boy, Peter’s best friend. This surely couldn’t last that long.

As it turned out I was right for a change. One morning Felix and Peter were as thick as thieves once again. “Glad to see they worked things out,” Devin nodded to them, “What was it that had them against each other in the first place?”

“If I could tell you I would.” I sighed, “I’m just glad it’s over. Those two as enemies doesn’t work.”

“It was uneasy. Can you really not tell me anything? Anything at all?”

“It’s Peter, you know I can’t.”

“That’s another thing. When did you start calling him Peter?” I clammed up immediately. Since getting back I had gone back and forth between calling him Peter and Pan. Back at camp I was used to calling him Pan but after our time by ourselves calling him Peter slipped out. I know I asked to call him by his first name but the boys didn’t know that. All they knew was that I was acting far chummier with him than even Felix dared.

“What really happened in the Enchanted Forest?” he pressed.

“I–I can’t!”

“Can’t or won’t?”

“Both!”

“What happened that you can’t tell me? I thought I was your best friend.”

“You are!”

“Then why can’t you trust me?”

“I do! You know I could trust you with anything.”

“Then trust me!”

“Come on,” I pulled him up and dragged him deep into the jungle. When we were in the least trodden part of the jungle I stopped. Peter couldn’t follow me everywhere but I was still worried he might emerge from thin air.

“What I am going to tell you is told in the strictest confidence. You breathe a single word of this to anyone or even back to me after this time I will toss you into the mermaid lagoon with a boulder tied to your feet! Understand?”

“Yes, yes, now what happened in the Enchanted Forest?”

So I told him. Not everything but more than I know I should have dared. How I had gotten into some trouble and tried to run away with a magic bean and how Peter had chased after me, the long talks we shared and the fun we shared. Even so I couldn’t tell him exactly what we talked about or just how much fun we had. Those were memories for Peter and I alone.

“So that’s all it took? A couple days alone and you two are as cozy as hares in a hollow.” Devin chuckled, “How does that happen?”

“I wouldn’t say that’s all it took and we are not cozy. We’re friends at the most, nothing cozy about it. Why would you say it’s cozy?” I shot defensively.

“Well, you two do act far nicer to each other than I’ve ever seen you before.”

“Nice doesn’t equal cozy.”

“Maybe nice doesn’t but the way you two are always reclining on each other is. Also how you’ll jump on him like you do with us and the way he picks you up out of nowhere, it is very intimate behaviour.”

“Intimate? We’ve gone from cozy to intimate? How and why?”

“I’m just telling you what it looks like. Is there possibly something else that went down while you two–”

“No! Nothing happened!” He started smiling at me. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I just didn’t peg you for the type.”

“What type? What are you talking about?”

“The rumour going around.”

“What rumour?”

“Well there’s this rumour, not really a rumour more like a whispering that you and Pan weren’t missing but rather on holiday.” he was avoiding meeting my eyes, “That you two were away for some extended time alone.”

“The boys think we were gone because we were…” I felt like I was going to puke. “Why do they think that?”

“I–I don’t know, honest. I heard it from Sam who said he heard it from Curly who said he overheard Pan telling Felix that the real reason you were gone was for you-know-what.”

“I am going to kill him.” I stormed off. I could feel my skin tingling with just how mad I was right now. I do everything for him. I keep his secrets. I let him know he could trust me as a friend and how does he repay me? To reduce me down to nothing but a shag!

“PETER!” I shouted to the sky.

The air shifted and Peter was now standing in front of me, “You had better have cut yourself with dreamshade to order me here. I was just about to beat Nibs in–”

I socked him in the stomach with my club. He dropped down to his knees. I clenched his face in my hand so hard I was shaking. “You complete and utter shithole!”

“I’m sure you’re right but may I ask why?” He let out a long wheeze. “I think you broke something.”

“Maybe it’ll give you some good incentive to not lie to me.” I dug my fingernails into his cheek and tilted his head up so he was staring straight at me, “Why is it there’s a rumour going around that the real reason we were missing was because we were off having sex?”

“Ah…” he pried my hand off, “About that–”

“Why?!” I screeched, “What was so wrong with the explanation I gave the boys?”

“Nothing.” Peter stood to his full height again, “But Felix didn’t buy it, you know he didn’t. I knew I couldn’t have him against me so I gave him a more believable version.”

“Believable?” I turned my club over in my hands, “You couldn’t win back his respect so you threw me under? You didn’t give a second thought about reducing me to nothing but one of your flings! Let me get this straight right now, I am not one of your whores that you can play off so easily. I have worked too hard to earn these boys’ respect and I am not going to let your pride ruin that!”

“It wasn’t like I meant for all the others to hear.” he groaned, “Plus, I hardly doubt that them believing we had sex for a week is going to make them respect you any less.”

“You really aren’t getting it are you?” I shook my head, “If we really had then maybe I would think about this a little differently. After all as you’ve proven we all have carnal needs and there shouldn’t be any shame in sating those.”

This seemed to surprise him and he took a step forward, “So then…what’s the problem?”

“It’s a lie! If it was true I could at least wear it without any shame cause girls get urges too and the fact that I sated mine on you says a little more than you just coercing me into bed.”

“I prefer the term seducing–”

“I don’t give a damn what you prefer!” I shoved him angry tears rushing hot out of my eyes, “You took everything we did, the friendship we created back in the Enchanted Forest, and morphed it into nothing! Is that all I am in the end? Just a means to your ends like everyone else?”

“Of course not.” he reached for me but stopped when I flinched away. “What do you want me to do? I can’t exactly take it back, no one would believe me at this point.”

“Nothing. Just leave me alone. You got your second in command back you obviously don’t need me.” I began to leave when his arms wrapped around me pulling me back. I struggled against him trying to push him away but he wouldn’t let me go. I reached for my dagger but he beat me to it and threw it away along with my club.

“Let me go!” I screamed, “I don’t want to talk to you!”

“Not until you say you forgive me.” he murmured in my ear.

“I’m not playing this game with you!” I kicked hard at his shins, “I am not a pawn in your stupid games!”

He pushed me into a tree pressing me with his body so I couldn’t fight back. “I mean it! Let me go!”

“No. You need to say you forgive me first.”

“Why do you care if I forgive you?”

“Cause you’re my friend!” he stressed and I paused my struggling. He was staring at me intently. “You’re my friend, Y/N. I have always found you strong and dedicated and smart with an iron-will and bravery that goes often into brash stupidity. You know I’d never put you in a situation I didn’t think you could handle. Felix may be my second in command and a good friend but you’re the one that I trust the most. I know this because even though I know I can make you hate me, utterly despise me, you would never betray what I confided in you with or without the looming death threat.”

The words struck hard. I wanted to not believe him. To call him a liar and run but that would have been the lie. That pleading look in his eyes was more proof than I needed. “So, do you forgive me now?”

My arms went slack at my sides. “Can’t you just let me hate you?”

He smirked at me in triumph, “Where would the fun be then?” He stepped back to let me go.

I collected my things from the ground. Peter was still standing by watching me. My heart was still beating quickly in my chest. While my blood was up I turned back to him and pulled him down to peck his lips. We stared at each other in shock. What had I just done?

“W-Well,” he cleared his throat, “Just can’t keep your hands off me. Care to explain what that was about?”

That is a great question! Do I have an answer that makes sense? Anything at all? “I um…” I took a deep breath, “I am not a liar. If the boys want to believe their silly notions about me then so be it but I will not have those notions be false.”

He smirked wider at me as if he had one some grand prize. “Don’t go getting a bigger head than you already have.” I grinned back, “If the boys want to believe this rumour then I am not going to stop them. But I would rather have some weight to those rumours outside of a drunken make out.”

He gave a short laugh. “Is that all it took? Some sincere words and a rumour and you’re seduced?”

“I wouldn’t say seduced. Especially not to the point to want to crawl into bed with you but this wouldn’t be objected.” I leaned closer but he was the one to close the distance as he kissed me back, “You may act like an insufferable codfish but you certainly don’t kiss like one.”

“Nor do you Lost Girl.” He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back in. “Nor do you.”

~~~

Peter hadn’t expected this. Especially not from Y/N. After their wine induced make out back in the Enchanted Forest he was sure that was the start and end of it. But she just kept surprising him. First with the rough kiss the morning after and now this? One moment she’s yelling at him and the next she’s throwing herself at him. Just more to add to her contradictory character he supposed. She was certainly being all kinds of bold lately and he was not going to complain.

Try as he might have Peter couldn’t deny that Y/N was an attractive girl. Maybe not entirely in the traditional sense as she was a Lost Girl. She wore battered and ragged clothes stained with mud and grass and blood, and no matter how many dips in the pond she took there was always dust on her face. But it was the wild tangle of her hair and the dark underlying danger and bloodlust in her eye that made her attractive. She was like a viper. If you got too close you had two options, run like hell before she struck or reach out and pray she didn’t bite.

He had reached out and she had struck just not in the way he thought she would. Rougher this time and way more passionate than before his lips melded against hers. Both his hands were now wound tightly in her hair looking for a tether. She let out a small gasp and his tongue slipped between her lip into her mouth tasting her deeper.

He groaned against her lips. Whatever rational thought he had flew out the window as he soaked her in. Her smooth skin, her warm body, the sweet taste of her lips and the soft thread of her hair.

“Peter…” she whispered in a husky voice he hadn’t heard before that caused the hair on the back of his neck to stand on end.

“Shush,” he claimed her lips again, “For right now don’t say a thing.”

And she didn’t. Overhead the sky grew clear and the sun shone brighter than it had before. It was a romantic sight to those who didn’t know better. They knew though. And there was one thing for certain that was screaming in both their minds: things were never going to be the same between them again.


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coin-in-the-wishing-well  asked:

Er, I'm new to this ask buisness, but I was wondering-- Do you think you could go a canon divergence, (maybe with a little coldwave thrown in there), where the Waverider crew ends up in Gotham?

By an overwhelming three votes to zero, here’s the Mick-with-friends short fill I mentioned :) @coin-in-the-wishing-well, I hope you don’t mind that it’s a bit Mick-centric!

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“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,” Nate chants.

“It’s okay,” Sara says, though she sounds a little nervous herself. “It’s just Gotham.”

“It’s Gotham,” Nate hisses.

“What’s the matter with Gotham?” Amaya asks.

“Gotham has the largest supervillain population in the United States,” Nate says. “Worst of the worst. The real crazies. Poison gas, fear gas, acid, killer plants – basically, if humanity has had a nightmare about it, it’s probably shown up in Gotham. Which we’re currently stuck in!”

“But, you know, maybe by now…”

“We crashed in 2020,” Stein says. “As of 2016, Gotham was getting worse, not better. Gideon, the supervillain population in Gotham –”

“2020 is the height of the supervillain boom,” Gideon says cheerfully.

“…great.”

“We’re gonna die,” Nate says. “Of all the cities we had to crash into…”

“We just need to get one part to fix the ship and we’ll be able to get out of here,” Ray argues. “In, out, no problem.”

“Has that ever happened?” Jax asks skeptically.

“…it could,” Ray says.

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STORY TIME BEHIND HIS FUCKING FACE:

Ok so when it’s my turn to take the picture, I go up and I ask Sebastian what were we going to do for it like “What are we doing, Sebastian? What are we doing?” and he goes:

“I don’t know but your hair looks AMAZING!”

I’m like 8D *internal dying animal noises*

But I keep my cool and I’m like “Thank you! Would you like to touch it?” because this is just a thing that happens so I wanted to offer since he complimented it.

He was like “No but can I just rest my head on it.” and I you’re goddamn fucking right I said yes.

A stronger and far better woman than I might have said no, but I am not that woman.

BUT I DIDN’T KNOW THAT THIS WAS THE FACE YOU MADE, SEBASTIAN, YOU LITTLE SHIT! THIS EXPLAINS WHY THE GIRLS AFTER ME JUST FELL OUT LAUGHING OMG!

He looks so fucking happy laying in my hair though, like I can’t even breathe right now y'all and it’s been HOURS.

This is the man who actually leaned over and took a selfie with me even though the handlers said no.

This is the man who got in trouble for giving too many hugs despite the handlers giving him absolute glares of doom and faces of “WTF ARE YOU DOING SEBASTIAN?! WE SAID NO!”

This is the man who went out of his way to make each experience with his fans work out the way they wanted it to and who did it all with the most wonderful smile on his face.

This man… this absolutely dorky sweetheart of a beautiful man is everything.

Christmas Present Exchange

Request: Can you do a Christmas one?

Your name: submit What is this?

Your family was one of those families that went all out for Christmas.  The decorations were put up the morning after Thanksgiving with Christmas music blasting through the house 24/7.  

You couldn’t complain, Christmas was one of your favorite holidays.  You loved the atmosphere that surrounded the holiday season and the Christmas movies playing all day was a blessing.  But your favorite thing about Christmas was going out and buying gifts for your friends and family, and then seeing their reactions when they open their gifts.

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kuromikoneko  asked:

16 + SuperCat?

It’s funny how intimidating a small piece of plastic can be to someone who regularly faces down the most dangerous criminals in the galaxy, or it would be if Kara wasn’t currently terrified. She doesn’t even know if the pregnancy test will work for her and her alien biology, but she’s not ready to go to Alex, not yet. She doesn’t know how to explain herself, where to begin to explain the situation.

She’d slept with Cat. As Supergirl, so at least one potential explanation will be easy enough. “Because I’m an alien” tends to cover a lot of ground when it comes to strange situations she gets into here on Earth, or at least that’s been her experience so far. The part where she might have to explain that she’s also Cat’s former assistant might be a little more difficult, as will convincing Cat that she hadn’t known pregnancy was a potential outcome of the night, but the actual mechanics of how can likely be avoided.

When the timer goes off and the test remains blank, Kara groans and flops back onto her bed, grabbing a pillow to cover her face. She’s going to have to tell Alex after all.

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A useful trick for all my friends who have trouble distinguishing reality from dreams:

If you’re not sure if you’re dreaming/in reality, close your mouth and pinch your nose shut. If you can still breathe even though you have no air source, you’re dreaming. If you’re unable to breathe, its real.

I first learned of this trick for lucid dreaming purposes but it’s really helpful when you’re having reality problems too :)

anonymous asked:

Do you have any fic recs for post-Tartarus Percy or maybe PTSD/troubled/dark!Percy? PS what's your mobile screen header pic

how about an actual fic written by me (i know, pigs are flying) and if you mean the current one (this is an old ask) it’s from Sense8


They were in a club, which was rare for them as they weren’t exactly party-goers. But there was a band playing that Percy liked and they hadn’t been out together for too long what with homework and extra classes and college applications. Annabeth knew she was running herself into the ground, and it took Percy reminding her that they hadn’t spent any time alone together without a study book present for two months for her to realise that she needed some time off. Even if it was just one Saturday night in a club with sticky floors and non-alcoholic beers which tasted like dirt.

They were standing near the back of the crowd, not overly eager to elbow their way into the group of teenagers before them. Annabeth leaned back against Percy’s shoulder as they stood, feeling content as the music washed over her. She wasn’t the biggest music fan, that was Percy, but she could appreciate the band well enough. In truth, she was just happy to be spending time with him.

Percy’s breath tickled her ear. “You okay? You’re not too tired?”

She laughed softly and turned her head so he could hear her response. “I’m good.”

His hand squeezed her waist and he took a sip of his drink, wincing shortly after. “Man, that’s bad. I’m gonna get some water. You want some?”

“Please.”

He nodded, and glanced over the crowd with a frown. “You gonna be okay?”

Annabeth rolled her eyes and shoved his chest lightly. “Rein in the chivalry a little, please. And do remember that I am perfectly capable of—”

“Of kicking everyone’s ass in this room, yeah,” he finished for her, nodding and rolling his eyes just a little.

“I was going to say, standing up for myself. But that’s also true.”

Percy stared at her, eyebrows raised slightly at her rueful smile until his mouth quirked up too. “Alright. Two waters coming up.”

She slapped his ass. “Hop to it, bus boy.”

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I saw this text post and my hand slipped. [x]

Dean didn’t know how to tell Sam. In fact, he’d been breaking his head over this for two weeks now. Ever since Cas and Dean had at last shared that long awaited first kiss, Dean had been brooding, thinking of ways to break the news to his younger brother. How on earth was he supposed to go about this?

‘Heya Sammy… I may or may not be attracted to dudes. More like one specific dude. A dude who happens to be an angel. And also my best friend. And we’re sort of dating.’

Yeah, no. Absolutely not.

Dean tried to dismiss the thought as he shifted closer to Cas on the bed, then placed his pillow in Cas’ lap so that he could rest his head there. They were supposed to be doing research, but Dean had gotten bored, and was quite frankly feeling tired. Here, in the safety of Dean’s room, being close to Cas was heaven. Better than heaven, even.

Castiel was still reading, flipping through the pages of one of the many books that they were supposed to go through. Cas’ back was resting against the headboard, and he was humming an unknown tune, not at all seeming surprised when Dean invaded his personal space.

Dean’s eyelids were already drooping, and he felt how a hand soothingly began to rub up and down his back, lulling him to sleep.

~

When Dean woke up, it was to the sound of hushed voices. A conversation was being held in whispers. He firmly kept his eyes shut, because he recognized those voices. One belonged to Cas, and the other voice unmistakably belonged to Sammy. Dean froze, afraid to do so much as breathe. Busted. He tried not to panic as he listened in on the talk between his brother and the angel.

“So I don’t know, man. Maybe we’re reading way too much into this, it might as well be a witch causing trouble…” It was Sam talking in a low voice.

“Perhaps you’re right, I can’t find anything else that even remotely makes sense. It would either have to be a witch, or a very creative demon.” The reply was murmured by Cas.

Dean couldn’t believe his ears. They were talking about… The case? It was then that he also became aware that Cas’ hand was casually playing with his hair. Dean’s eyes flew open, and he tilted his head, to find that both Sam and Castiel were staring down at him.

“Morning, sunshine.” Sam greeted dryly, pulling a face and shaking his head in disapproval. “I have to say that I’m sort of disappointed in you, Dean…”

Dean’s face grew red as he clumsily got up, seeing from the corner of his eye that Cas was very calm despite this awkward situation. As Dean was making up a million different excuses in his head that could explain why he had practically been snuggling with Cas, Sam’s lips twitched up into a smirk.

“I mean, really? Sleeping while your boyfriend does all the work?” Sam accused, then winked at Cas. “Totally rude!” 

What Are You Doing Here? (Part 2-final) (Matt Murdock x reader)

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marvelfanuniverse said: 23. “I care too much.”, Character: Daredevil. Maybe, having a chance encounter after they met by chance or he saves her. Thanks!

avengers-assmble said: Hi i love your work I was wondering if u can do number 30 (I don’t know what I did to deserve you) with daredevil please it will be great if u do so

25. “I’m so mad at you!” Matt Murdock

44. “What are you doing here?” Daredevil swooping in to help reader and it turns out she doesn’t even need any help because she’s a boss ass bitch.

5. “Please, be my guest.” Matt Murdock

When you woke up in the hospital a few hours later, Trish and Jessica were there, whispering harshly and snapping at each other, doing their best to keep quiet and failing miserably.  Your head was pounding, and even in their hushed tones, their voices only added to your pain.  “You guys are so loud.  Please shut up,” you groaned.

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anonymous asked:

i want to request an scenario ^.^ kuroo, nishinoya, kageyama and sugawara having a strong fight, like shouting and crying (both or one of them) with their fem! s/o and breaking up. after a week, the boys look for s/o and apologise (make it fluffy and long please) thank you so muuuuch xx p.s: i love your blog so much don't stop making scenarios !!!

I made this pretty long without even trying. I just got super into it! Haha but I hope you guys enjoy it! ( ◞・౪・) Haha okay, Anon-chan! I won’t stop making the scenarios! I hope you enjoy this one! I kinda did feel bad for not being able to write so often so I made this one long for you guys. Tonight and tomorrow I will hopefully have more requests taken care of! But for right now, here’s the super long ones! Enjoy (=^▽^=)

Kuroo

“Lev, I said hold your arms in closer!”

“Kenma, you need to run for the ball if its just that many steps ahead!”

“Yaku, stop bossing Lev around!”

The Nekoma High School volleyball team wasn’t having the best practice, but it wasn’t the worst for them. The one thing that went wrong for the team was their flustered captain.

“Kenma, do something,” Inouka whispered as he panted heavily after running the punishment lap.

“Like what? I can’t do anything other than take it with you,” Kenma replied, trying to catch his breath as well.

“Why is Kuroo-san so grouchy now?!” Lev asked louder than intended.

“Shhh! We’ll get in more trouble if he hears you say that crap, Lev!” Yamamoto instructed angrily. “And don’t even think of asking him. He might get even angrier.”

“For what though?” Lev asked quieter, looking to see where Kuroo was. Kuroo stood next to Coach, listening to him speak. From where the team could see, Kuroo listened to Coach as calm as they have seen him for awhile.

“You don’t remember?” Yaku asked, giving Lev a look of pity.

“No, what?”

“Kuroo and ____ broke up last week,” Kenma answer nonchalantly.

“Huh?! They broke up last week?! Really?!” Lev yelled in indeniable shock. An aggravated groan escaped the mouths of his team mate.

“EVERYONE SPRINT FIVE LAPS AROUND THE GYM! If you’re not done in three minutes, do another five!” Kuroo yelled from across the gym as he stood next to his Coach.

“Lev, we’re going to kill you,”

Lev stood frozen as his team mates ran past him with looks that meant to pierce Lev right through his skin.

“Practice was tiring today,” Yamamoto groaned as he wiped the sweat away from his body with the towel.

“Kenma, talk to Kuroo. I don’t think we can handle any more of this,” Yaku instructed with a pout. Kenma froze to the favor and looked to Yaku a little scared.

“Why is it always me who has to talk to him?”

“Because you’re his best friend,” everyone in the locker room said bluntly.

“What are you guys talking about?” Kuroo asked curiously. Everyone in the room looked to him with a mix of fear and shock.

“N-Nothing,” everyone responded nervously. Kuroo looked to each of his players with his usual smug look but brushed it off his shoulders.

“Well, I’m leaving. Bye guys!”

“Ye-yeah me too, see you guys tomorrow,”

“Oh, bye! Good work today team,” Kuroo answered with a wave. As his team hurried off to leave the room, Kuroo was left with a confused look. Along with a patient Kenma. “Hm, waiting for me?”

“I mean, we live close. And we’ve always walked home together. Especially since…” Kenma’s sentence trailed off as he contemplated on how to address the topic.

Kuroo had his back faced Kenma, not knowing what to say as well. The room felt heavy. The thought of you consumed Kuroo’s mind. Not like his mind already wasn’t consumed with the thoughts of you. All the memories. All the promises. All the love.

“You can’t take it out on the team, Kuroo,” Kenma said firmly. Kenma’s voice brought Kuroo back to his senses. But Kuroo still couldn’t face Kenma.

“I’m sorry,” Kuroo said a heavy sigh.

“It’s okay,” Kenma replied. The room stayed silent. Kuroo’s mind wandered back to you.

“Kenma,” Kenma looked to Kuroo with a curious look. Kuroo didn’t need to look to Kenma to know he was listening. “Go on ahead. There’s something I need to do.”

Kenma and Kuroo had been childhood friends. They were confident enough to know what the other was thinking. With a nod of his head, Kenma turned his back. Before walking away, Kenma called out to Kuroo. “Good luck.”

“____”

You turned to face the familiar voice with a surprised look. Kuroo stood to the left of you, as if he had been waiting for you.

“T-Tetsurou.”

The sound of your voice saying his name lifted almost tons of weigh off of Kuroo’s shoulders. It was the remedy Kuroo was needing. You could see the pain on Kuroo’s face as you said his name.

“H-Hey,” Kuroo said with half a smile.

The distance between you two felt so wrong. Not just in the moment, but in the last couple weeks. The fighting would never end. You two had forgotten why it started. But even then, the fighting kept continuing. The yelling. The tears. Nothing got solved. The only solution was to be apart. When it finally happened, neither of you could even recall who decided what. It was just decided. It broke both your hearts to be so lost. Both of you were lost. But it felt as if it needed to be done. What else could you or Kuroo have done?

But as Kuroo spoke to you, you could feel your heart need him. You wanted to close the distance. You wanted to be wrapped in his arms. You wanted Kuroo. But did Kuroo feel the same?

“Hey,” you replied sheepishly. “Just getting out of practice?”

Just trying to make regular conversation feel not so heavy was as hard for you. Of course Kuroo was just getting out of practice. You knew that. He knew you knew that. In your mind, you cursed yourself.

“Y-Yeah. How about you?” Kuroo asked, trying to become comfortable with you.

“Ah, just finished hanging out with some friends,” you replied with a smile.

Why didn’t you just tell him it was your best friends? What if he assumed it was a new boyfriend? Would your chance of being wrapped in his arms diminish?

“O-Oh, that’s good,” Kuroo replied with a stronger smile. You knew Kuroo. You knew the first thing that came to mind was a new boyfriend in your life. You wanted to tell him, you wanted to have him know no one else was in your heart. Because Kuroo still had a lock on you. “Well-”

“Did you want to walk together?” you asked quickly. You couldn’t help but cut off Kuroo. You didn’t want to say goodbye.

All Kuroo could do was stare at you, shocked at your question. But a small smile took over his face and a small nudge of the nod.

It felt nostalgic and foreign to be next Kuroo. It was only a week since you two had broken up. But walking this familiar path next to him, it felt as though months had passed between the two of you. It was strange. It was strange, yet nice. The thought brought a smile to your face.

“I’ve been a bit meaner on the guys since we broke up,” Kuroo said, feeling guilty. You gave him a small laugh.

“You shouldn’t take it out on them, just focus on practice,” you advised with a nervous smile. Somehow Kuroo could make the heaviest topics feel casual with you. Was Kuroo always like this? Or was he like this simply because he was Kuroo?

“I know, it’s just been hard,” Kuroo trailed off in deep thought. The silence sent a stab through your heart. Before you could change the subject, Kuroo interjected. “But its okay, some of the guys need the extra exercise.”

“Oh really?” you asked, knowing better of Kuroo’s thoughts. “Like who? Who needs more practice?”

“Lev for one! And Yaku’s gotten a bit skinnier. It wouldn’t hurt for him to build muscle. And Ken-”

“Don’t say Kenma, because you know he’s never going to change,”

“But he could!” Kuroo looked to you with a look of determination. You only laughed at Kuroo, feeling yourself relax with him more. “You always defended Kenma.”

“I defended everybody on that team,” you said proudly. Kuroo only sighed of defeat. It felt nice walking together, laughing like this. But it had to be cut short. “Ah, well, I can walk the rest myself.”

“Ah, are you sure? Its only a block more,” Kuroo asked, surprised of the sudden ending to your walk together. “I can-”

“Its okay, Kuroo. I’ll be fine,” you said with half a smile. You watched as Kuroo frowned to the sound of his name. He felt better hearing his first name from your mouth. He wanted to hear it. He wanted to hear you say it over and over and over again. Just like before. “I’ll see-”

“No!” Kuroo called out. His arms were thrown around your neck, his hold on you desperate. You could smell the sweat from his body. But you didn’t mind. You kind of missed it. Being in his hold felt wonderful. As if you two had never left one another.

“Kuroo…” you whispered. The wind blew against you two, Kuroo’s smell invaded your nose even more. You brought your hand to Kuroo’s forearm as he rested his forehead against the back of your head. God, did he miss holding you like this. He didn’t want to let go. Not again.

“Stop saying that, just call me Tetsurou. Please?”

“But we’re-”

“It doesn’t matter. I…” His voice was struggling. The words were all jumbled in Kuroo’s mind but they wouldn’t escape his mouth smoothly. But he had to try. It was you. “I miss hearing you say it.”

“But it does matter,” you said firmly. Kuroo eyebrows furrowed at the tone of your voice. He couldn’t get mad. He knew you were hurt. He was hurt also. But he couldn’t help but be mad because of how everything came to be. “Tetsu, we broke up.”

Your voice broke at the realization of the lump in your throat. You had been fighting the lump in your throat without trying. Kuroo held you tighter in his arms. The hold on his forearm had become desperate. You needed Kuroo to understand that this was both your decision. You both hated it but it seemed right.

“I know,” Kuroo managed to reply, but bitterly. He tried to not let his emotions get to him. But he missed you. “I still love you.”

“Tetsu…”

“Just listen. Please? I still love you. I miss you. I’ve been trying to cope with everything but all it’s led me to is being an ass hole captain and you stuck in my head more,”

You leaned against Kuroo’s hold, a tear rolling down your cheek. It rolled onto Kuroo’s forearm. Feeling Kuroo’s hold on you felt so comforting. But the crying made you realize why it was wrong. But you had to listen. No, you just wanted to. You wanted to hear the things Kuroo didn’t say when things had gotten worse between you two. They were all he had to say when you two were fighting. It wasn’t like he had forgotten or neglected you. But hearing those words would had fixed everything. You knew that. He knew that. You knew Kuroo knew that. Yet when he didnt say those things, and said more hurtful things, you both knew there wasn’t going to be an “us” anymore.

Kuroo understood that now. Kuroo understood this was his only chance to prove what you meant to him.

“I’m sorry for everything. I can’t give you a reason why I acted like that. I don’t know why I had been acting like that. But there’s no excuse either, ____. But I should have told you. I should have told you I didn’t want to lose you either. That I didn’t want to stop being with you. I should have told you through all that fighting that I still needed you in my life.”

The tears were falling now. Your hold on Kuroo’s arm was more comfort than wrong now. Kuroo talked more calm as well. But you could still hear the need in his voice. He needed you to know how he felt about you.

“When we decided to break up, I didn’t know what to think. Or say. All I could think of was the fighting. It was going to be over. When you were walking out the door, all I could think was the fighting was going to be over. And I know you knew it too. But… I didn’t realize that it would be over for good. I didn’t realized you walking out the door would be the last time ever.”

“What made you realize it then? Since you didn’t realize it right when we broke up?” you asked bitterly. You hadn’t meant to. But you were crying. Hearing Kuroo’s words were bittersweet. You wanted him to realize it in that moment when you two decided to break up.

“When I woke up the next morning. I realized I had no texts from you. I had forgotten everything the day before, so when an hour passed and you hadn’t texted me, I was about to text you. But when I was looking at the blank screen with your name on it, it all kept coming back to me. All I could do was stare at the screen. All I could do was sit at my bed and stare at my phone. I wasn’t allowed to tease you about not waking up early anymore. I wasn’t allowed to talk to you like we usually could.”

It was a struggle trying to hush your cries. But your heart was hurting. It had only been a week but you missed Kuroo. But it hurt your heart to hear Kuroo cry now. You didn’t need to look at him to hear him fighting the tears. His voice was steady, you could barely tell he was crying. But you knew Kuroo.

“I felt so stupid. I couldn’t even remember why we were fighting. But the more I kept staring at the blank text message, I tried harder to remember why we were fighting. I just wanted to fix everything. But the more I kept trying and trying to think about why we fought, I got more frustrated. I got more frustrated that I couldn’t remember why we fighting so damn much. I got more frustrated that I couldn’t just text you and tell you to come over so we could just hang out. All I wanted as I stared at my phone was to hold you and tell you everything I was too mad to tell you. That I love you. That you’re my everything. That I could never see you and me without each other. ____, I’m in love with you. I’m sorry for everything. I can make it up, whether you say yes or no to this question. But please… Just please have me.”

“Stupid, you know me.” you replied, quicker than anticipated. You felt Kuroo lift his head off. He was surprised by your reply. “These past few days haven’t been easy for me either.”

“Really?” Kuroo asked surprised. His answer made you annoyed. You broke out his touch and looked straight to him with firm eyes.

“Of course not! How dare you think this week had been easy for me! How dare you think I’m allowed to have it easy just because we broke up. Just because we broke up doesn’t mean its supposed to get easier. Tetsurou, I couldn’t live without you either. And even after all that honeymoon phase and we could go a few days without hanging out, I didn’t want you out my life. I didn’t want you to leave my side. Even after all the yelling and fighting, I didn’t want you to stop being my boyfriend. How dare you-”

“I get it, I get it. I’m sorry, it’s just. Every time I saw you around school, you seemed so happy.”

“So did you, and it hurt. I know you were just playing it off, but seeing you smile like it didn’t matter hurt. It really did.”

You wiped away the tears that frantically fell from your eyes. Before you could open your eyes, Kuroo grasped your face and placed his forehead against yours. All you could do was open your eyes and look into Kuroo’s.

“I know. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. ____, you don’t know how sorry I am, can be, ever will be. But ____, please. Let’s be together.”

“Stupid. Stop asking. I love you too.”

For the first time in a long time, Kuroo’s lips was against yours. You hadn’t forgotten how soft they were or amazing it felt. After all the fighting, yelling, distance, this was everything your heart needed. Everything was alright in the world. Actually better. Because Kuroo and you were together.

Nishinoya

“Oh, that’s right, I forgot I was supposed to meet Asahi-san and the rest of the third years at the club room. I’ll see you later guys!” Nishinoya said suddenly. Before the other second years could say a word, Nishinoya already turned his back and ran toward the club room.

“Noya’s going the wrong way,” Kinoshita said.

“Wouldn’t it be easier to go this way?” Narita asked, pointing the the end of the hallway in front of them.

“Its because of,” Tanaka responded as he nudged his head over to you. The other second years eyes followed to his direction.

“Noya usually doesn’t avoid her though,”

“Are you kidding, that’s all he’s been doing,”

“Why though? Noya usually could never not bug Asahi about volleyball when Asahi decided to quit,” Narita asked confused.

“That’s different. This is Noya and ____ we’re talking about. Especially Noya. He doesn’t know how to handle this,” Ennoshita said sympathetically.

“I don’t think he knows how to handle his feelings at all right now,” Tanaka commented, sighing heavily.

“How long has it been already?” Kinoshita asked.

“A week, and its been super long for him,” Ennoshita answered while rubbing his neck. “Hopefully he figures out what he wants to do soon.”

A few days ago…

“I don’t know what to do,” Nishinoya said frustrated.

Tanaka turned his attention to Nishinoya confused. “With what?”

“With ____,” Nishinoya replied still flustered. Tanaka sighed deeply, as if given up on Nishinoya.

“I keep telling you, just talk to her,”

“But she hates me,”

“No she doesn’t,”

“Do I have to remind you about what happened?” Nishinoya said, him sighing deeply now.

“Yeah, yeah. You guys said some hurtful things. She slammed the door. But do you really think she hates you? You guys were inseparable. And even when you guys weren’t together, you wouldn’t shut up about her.”

“Yeah, but…”

“Just talk to her. And if it doesn’t work out for the better, I’ll be there to knock some sense back into you,”

That was the thing, I want it to work out… Nishinoya thought to himself, a little down.

He ran his hands through his hair frustrated to how everything turned out. Nishinoya sat on the concrete the held the tree in place. His eyes looked to the tree above him and memories began to flood back. This was your favorite spot in the whole school. You two would eat lunch together here. This is where you two shared your first kiss. The tree is where Nishinoya asked you to be his girlfriend. That was last year. And here Nishinoya was alone under the tree, where so many good memories happened. With you. But you weren’t here with him. You couldn’t be.

“Yuu?”

Nishinoya took his eyes away from the tree and looked over to the familiar voice. The voice he hasn’t heard in a week. The voice he loved falling asleep to over the phone.

“_____…” Nishinoya said quietly.

The silence between you two was heavy. Neither of you knew what to say. All the last memories you two had flooded Nishinoya’s mind. As memories of him yelling and blaming you came to mind, his conscious began to remind him that he didn’t deserve to talk to you. He didn’t deserve a second chance. That no matter how much he could talk to you or beg you right now, you had every right to walk away.

“Can I sit with you?” you asked with half a smile. Nishinoya looked to you surprised. But as he smiled, your smile became bigger. You sat next to him, looking at him. His eyes were still so big and looked at you with wonder. You could still see the love in his eyes. And it felt nice. Because you still loved him.

But you remembered everything that happened. At the sudden thought, you looked down the both your shoes. Nishinoya became disappointed, knowing what you were thinking of.

“I keep telling you, just talk to her…”

Tanaka’s words rang in Nishinoya’s ears louder than ever. He leaned back onto his hands and pouted. Nishinoya knew Tanaka was right. It was now or never.

“Hey, _____-”

“So how has-”

You both looked to each other, stiff as ever. It was never this hard to talk to Nishinoya. Seeing him act this was way was a little refreshing. A smile came to your face and then a laugh escaped your mouth. Nishinoya almost immediately followed your laughs.

“Sorry, you go first,” you insisted.

“Ah, it’s okay. What were you saying?” Nishinoya asked with a cool smile. It had only been a week but that smile. Nishinoya’s smile always melted your heart. It still did.

“I was just going to ask how volleyball has been,” you said. Nishinoya couldn’t help but admire your smile.

“It’s been good. I’ve been able to toss better,” Nishinoya said with his head held high while crossing his arms over his chest. You laughed at how animated he had been. It’s still nice to see he still is.

“That’s good. I’m proud of you. I remember when you kept thinking all you could do was pass the ball. I’m happy you’re trying out new things,” you replied with a smile. It still made Nishinoya’s heart flutter.

“Yeah, me too. I get to help out the team more now,” Nishinoya said quietly. His mind trailing off to you. Somehow his mind always wandered to you.

“Yeah,” your voice trailed off as well, feeling Nishinoya thinking in deep though. “But what did you want to talk about?”

“Huh? Ah, well,” Nishinoya suddenly couldn’t find the words to say. But he needed to try. “I just wanted to talk.”

“About?”

“Well… I wanted to say sorry,” Nishinoya sighed. You listened carefully. “I didn’t want things to end the way they did.”

“Neither did-”

“I didn’t want things to end… Is what I’m saying.”

Nishinoya slowly looked at you. What was he saying though? You both agreed to breaking up. He agreed. Meaning he wanted this. He wanted to be single and away from you. So what was he saying to you?

“What?” you asked bewildered. Your mind was flustered but all you could say was that simple question.

“I didn’t want us to break up,” Nishinoya repeated.

“But you-”

“I know, I know. I decided we should have. But… It only felt like we needed to. We hadn’t been happy with each other the last few weeks. We were fighting non-stop. But… I still love you.”

There. A stab through your heart. But it wasn’t painful. It felt like the first time Nishinoya told you he loved you. Yet why did it hurt?

“But Yuu… We agreed to break up. You just said so we weren’t happy the last few-”

“But why? Because we were fighting? I can’t even remember what we were fighting about!” Nishinoya said frustrated. His fears were becoming a reality. You continued to say the words he didn’t want to hear.

“Me either, it just got so hectic. It was one fight after the other.” you said sadly.

“It wont be like that, anymore,” Nishinoya said, determination in his voice. You looked to him shock.

“Yuu… How do you know that for sure? Yuu, we’ve been going out for so long, we were fighting so much, why couldn’t we fix it-”

“This is us fixing it. This is me fixing us. Because… Because I love you! I love you, ____! I’m sorry I didn’t say it then, I’m sorry I didn’t stop us from breaking up. I’m so sorry. That’s why I’m asking for you back. That’s why I’ll do anything to let you never feel that way. I’ll do anything to never let us get there again. Trust me, okay?” Nishinoya leaned forward, closer to you. He could never keep his distance from you. But you could tell in this moment that he didn’t care.

“Yuu…” His eyes were so focused on you. His hands were right in front of him as he leaned to you, awaiting for your answer. “I love you, Yuu.”

You could see the sparkle in his eyes. The smile become bigger on his face. But when he didn’t see you smile, he understood. There was fear in your heart.

“Yuu, I love you. But it broke my heart. Not just the break up, but the fighting. The fact that none of it was getting better. I wanted it to get better and I kept trying. But no matter what I said it was no use. We just continued to fight and fight and fight. How can you prevent that if we got back together?” you asked, almost as if begging for the answer you’ve been wanting to hear. You fought from the tears falling, but you could feel your eyes glistening. You fought the lump in your throat, but as you spoke you could feel the struggle in your voice. This was heartbreaking. How could Nishinoya bring you to have so much hope, but there still be a chance to break you? That’s what that break up taught you.

“I know now. If you were to reject me, I still wouldn’t leave you to get hurt. If we were just friends, I’d make sure no one hurt you,” Nishinoya said calmly. You watched his eyes never falter. “I just want you to be happy. And if I make you happy, then have me, please. If you know for certain I wont make you happy anymore, I’ll still do my best to make sure you are happy. Because I love you, ____.”

There was no lie. Nishinoya could never tell a lie. Especially to you. He meant every word. What was this feeling?

You leaned against Nishinoya’s shoulder. He looked to you, a little confused. He could feel you getting comfortable. A smile grew on his face. He put his hand behind you head and held you to him, closer than ever.

“I love you, too” you replied with a sniffle.

From that day on, your favorite spot remained your favorite spot forever. It was where your first love evolved into something more beautiful. Each season was something new. But as the cherry blossoms danced with the wind, your love for Nishinoya engulfed your heart forever.

Kageyama

“Is Kageyama-kun okay?” Yachi asked Hinata concerned. Hinata finished wiping the sweat off his face with his towelette and looked over to Kageyama. Kageyama had the usual pout to his face but his aura was tense all around him. He was fidgety and continued to look to the gym door.

“Hm, maybe he has to poop,” Hinata said.

As if over hearing Hinata, Kageyama swiftly looked over to Hinata with a scowl. Yachi and Hinata both were stunned by the reaction immediately. “Dumb ass, get over! Practice the new quick!”

“Who are you calling dumb ass, Kageyama?!” Hinata said angrily. Hinata ran over to Kageyama and began throwing his fists in the air frustrated. Kageyama imitated him in the usual sort.

As Yachi watched the two troublemakers arue like usual, she couldn’t help but notice Kageyama still had the tense aura around him.

“Yachi was worried about you earlier,” Hinata said quickly. Kageyama looked to Hinata curiously.

“Mmm, why?” Kageyama asked as he thought to himself if he was different today.

“I don’t know, I guess she thought you were acting different. Anything up with you?” Hinata asked. Kageyama looked to Hinata normally, then suddenly turned a little down. Hinaya titled his head curiously. Kageyama could se from the corner of his eyes Hinata’s movements but he still couldnt look to Hinata seriously. “What is it?”

“It’s nothing,”

“What, did ____ break up with you?” Hinata asked with a snicker. But as Kageyama continued to put his things away, Hinata felt his worry emerge. “WAIT, DID SHE REALLY?!”

“STOP SHOUTING, DUMB ASS,” Kageyama yelled annoyed. Hinata backed away shocked to how Kageyama became louder than ever. Kageyama sighed deeply and returned to placing his things away in his bag. “We decided to break up.”

“Oh, why?” Hinata asked as he watched Kageyama stood with his bag on his shoulder.

“We just fought alot. It seemed right.” Kageyama replied flatly as he walked out the club room. Hinata followed after locking the door behind him.

“Mmm, so you’re not over her huh?”

“Huh?! Of course not! We just broke up!”

“Oh, I’ve never been in a relationship, so I wouldn’t know how those things work.”

“I guess. You haven’t even asked out Yachi yet.”

“Heh?! What’re you talking about?!”

“You’re really a moron.”

“At least I’m not stuck on my ex girlfried.”

“What?!”

“What?! You’re not!”

“Yeah, but! It’s complicated alright?!”

“If you still like her, why didn’t you just fix things instead of fighting more?”

“It wouldn’t stop. So we decided that for best.”

“Mmm, well obviously you still have feelings for her. You should at least try to fix your fights with her.”

Kageyama looked down to Hinata with an annoyed scowl.

How can he be right yet he can’t even figure out his feelings?

Hinata looked to Kageyama with a fighting scowl. But even as Kageyama argued with Hinata, he couldn’t help but let his mind wander to you.

Kageyama walked home by himself, staring to your name in his phone. He had already accidentally bumped into a few children then scared them. But he couldn’t help it. Kageyama wanted to call you. He wanted to hear his voice. But he knew you wouldn’t answer. He knew you wouldn’t want to listen. Not after all the yelling he had done to you.

What had you two been fighting about? Kageyama pondered hard. He figured if he can figure out what he did wrong, he can fix the problem. As he pondered about you, he bumped into one more person. Kageyama took a step back and was about to yell thoughtlessly. But his conscious stopped him immediately.

“____?” Kageyama asked shocked. As you opened your eyes, Kageyama came into focus.

“Oh, Tobio!”

“So-Sorry! I didn’t see you,” Kageyama replied shocked. You could see the blush across his cheeks become pinker. A small smile came across your face.

“It’s okay, I wasn’t watching where I was going either. Ah, practice over?” you asked, noticing Kageyama’s sports bag. He nodded his head. You could tell he was stunned to see you. “Ah, well I should get going now. See you later!”

Kageyama could only see you wave with a smile. He reached out his hand to get your attention unintentionally. “Ah, ____!”

“Hm?” you questioned as you froze. Kageyama couldn’t look you in the eyes. You couldn’t help but give him a comforting smile. “Yeah?”

“I want to talk… About-”

“Tobio, its okay. We don’t have to,” you interrupted with a forced smile. You knew Kageyama just wanted to fix his mistakes. But you couldn’t handle it right now. You could barely handle seeing him right now.

“__-____, no, I need-”

“Tobio, I can’t. I can’t even… I just can’t,” you said with a broken smile now. And it broke Kageyama. He relaxed his body, refusing to reach out to you. Maybe Hinata was wrong. “Maybe next time, okay?”

“O-Okay…” Kageyama’s voice trailed off. His eyes fell to the floor, feeling empty.

You couldn’t greet him goodbye. Seeing him disappointed was worse then seeing him yell to you. For some reason. Maybe it was time healing your heart. And since you missed Kageyama, seeing him down was the new pain for you.

No that was a lie. It just added on. You were still hurt from the yelling. That’s why you couldn’t see him. You didn’t want to hear anymore of the yelling. You didn’t want to be yelled at. No matter if you yelled to him back, nothing felt stronger than Kageyama yelling. But seeing him hurt still pained you as well. You had to walk away now.

You turned yourself on the heels of your feet as Kageyama kept his eyes on the ground. This was the last chance he could with you. He knows you. He knows you won’t let “next time” happen for him to fix everything. As you walked away, he needed you to know now.

“I’m sorry!” Kageyama yelled out. You stopped in your steps and looked behind you. Kageyama was holding his stance, red across his cheeks. “I’m sorry, and I love you!”

“Tobio… We-”

“I’m sorry I let us break up! But I regret it! I miss you! I really miss you and can’t stand not being with you!”

“KAGEYAMA, YOU’RE DISRUPTING THE NEIGHBORS!!!” Ukai yelled angrily as he slammed the door open. Kageyama and you simultaneously looked to the angry Ukai frightened.

“I-I’m sorry, Coach!”

“We’re sorry, Coach Ukai,”

You both apologized and bowed simultaneously. Ukai relaxed his face and slowly closed the door. Hearing Kageyama and seeing you, he felt no need to say anything. He knew Kageyama, Ukai knew it’ll work out depending how hard he worked for you. Ukai knew Kageyama loved you deeply.

As you both raised your heads, you looked to each other. To Kageyama’s surprise, some tears were falling. “_-____! What’s wrong?!”

The tears even caught you off guard. You wiped them away and looked to him with a smile. “It’s nothing.”

“Tell me,” Kageyama insisted with a pout. Even when you two were broken up, he still cared about you deeply.

“Ne-”

“____, please. I want you to at least answer my feelings. I’ve already messed up once. Let’s just do this. One last time,” Kageyama said with strong eyes. You couldn’t help but let one more tear fall. You couldn’t help but nod your head. Was there some hope? “I’ll walk you home… Since it’s a little late.”

“Okay,” you replied. You were still a little stunned by Kageyama’s yelling. It was different from when you two fought those last few days of your relationship. Hearing Kageyama say those things… It was nice.

Kageyama walked next to you, nervous. He had everything prepared in his mind. But as you two walked in silence, he felt his nerves get the best of him. Just then, a laugh escaped your lips. Kageyama looked to you, confused.

“You’re nervous now, huh?” you asked with a smile.

Kageyama looked to you with a scowl. “No…”

“You’re so funny Tobio,” you replied with a smile. It had been awhile since Kageyama saw your smile. It still captivated him.

Looking at your smile calmed his nerves. He loved that smile. It always was his favorite thing about you. “____.”

“Hm?”

“I love you,” Kageyama said. He continued to look at his feet while you looked to him. This was still so different.

“You know, I still love you too. Its only been a week, and no matter how hard I try, you’re still here with me,” you replied nostalgic.

“But I’m sorry. I couldn’t end the fighting.”

“Neither could I, so you’re not the only one to blame. We both decided on the break up, remember?”

“I know. But I only agreed because it felt like we had no other options. But now. I just want to be with you.” Kageyama said while he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

All you could do was look to Kageyama. He was nervous and embarrassed. He was being different from the last few days of your relationship with him.

“If you don’t want to give me a chance, I understand. But… I miss you.” Kageyama said, finally looking to you. You stopped walking and looked to him. His eyes were so serious. He was serious about you two.

Kageyama and you were different. You didn’t need to yell to have your feelings out there. Kageyama could never figure out what he wanted to say. You thought, in the beginning of your relationship, that you could teach him your ways. But as you stood here with Kageyama, you realized his way isn’t wrong either.

Kageyama watched as you took his hand into yours. He felt your fingers intertwine with his. Kageyama’s eyes went from your hands to your eyes. And your smile. The smile he’ll get to see again. The smile he won’t let slip away this time. The smile he’ll always fight for.

Sugawara

“You can’t keep up the Mr. Nice Guy act, Sugawara,” Daichi said as he watched Sugawara wave goodbye to you. As you turned the corner, Sugawara looked to Daichi confused. A scowl was all Daichi could give Sugawara. “Talk to her.”

“Ah, about us? There’s no need to,” Sugawara said with a faint smile. Asahi and Daichi looked to each other with worry. “We decided to be friends, it’s okay.”

“You still love her,” Asahi said with a sad pout. Sugawara looked to both Daichi and Asahi with surprise then looked to the window a little sad himself.

“And she still loves me. But it’s not going to work out,” Sugawara said flatly.

“You guys have had enough space to get your mind cleared about the whole thing. Just talk to her.” Daichi said, determined. “You love her, she loves you. You guys will be okay.”

Sugawara looked to Daichi curiously. A laugh escaped his lips. Daichi and Asahi could only pout a little deeper. “You guy’s are great friends, you know that?”

“Oh, Koushi,” you said as you noticed Sugawara at your locker. “Are you okay?”

“Do you mind if we talk for a sec?” Sugawara asked with his usual smile. You couldn’t help but smile as well.

“Yeah, sure. What’s up?”

“Let’s go outside,” Sugawara said, using his thumb to point outside. You looked to him with a smirk.

“Are you trying to use me as an excuse to not go to practice?” you teased him with a smile. Sugawara laughed a little with you. You two had been acting fine. As if the fighting never happened. And it was a little nice. It continued to remind you about how things used to be with Sugawara. How easy it used to be.

“You caught me,” Sugawara replied dramatically.

You two walked together about class and your friends. Sugawara told you how practice had been going lately and all the games. Your laughs and comfortable talks were normal. At first you thought it was strange, since the two of you had just broken up. But it was a little nice. Being with Sugawara, as if nothing happened, it  brought back memories. Only it brought more memories you didn’t wish happened. You two acted as if all the fighting didn’t happen. Except it did. It continued to happen to the point both of you decided to be friends.

“Want to sit?” Sugawara said as he noticed the bench. Hearing Sugawara’s voice brought you back to the world. You nodded with a smile.

“So what did you want to talk about?” you asked curiously.

“Ah, this isn’t going to be easy. But the guy’s keep telling me to try,” Sugawara said with a nervous smile. He rubbed the back of his head before continuing. “I still love you.”

You looked to Sugawara surprised. You felt something tug at your heart. But there was nothing to be surprised about. There was nothing you were supposed to feel. You knew Sugawara wanted to talk about you two as soon as he asked to talk. You two broke up so there should be no feelings about what he has to say. Yet you did.

“And I know you still love me,” Sugawara said in a serious tone. You couldn’t say anything yet. You didn’t know what to say. “And in all honesty, its kind of hard for me right now to say anything I really want to say.”

“Me too,” you replied quietly. Your mind was racing. But you could only say what spurred out your mouth on its on. “Koushi, we broke up though. We couldn’t fix us then. That’s why we broke up.”

Sugawara leaned back against the bench and looked to the skies. “We don’t even know why we were fighting anymore.”

“Yeah…”

“But even when we decided to break up, I still loved you. I just thought… I just thought I kept hurting you. And I didn’t want that anymore. I wanted you to be happy. We were fighting so much, and I kept thinking I was the reason you weren’t happy anymore. That’s why I agreed to breaking up when we started talking about it.” Sugawara said in deep thought. You watched him look to the sky then to you. Awaiting a reply. You couldn’t meet his eyes. It was too much pressure.

“It wasn’t you making me unhappy… I’ve always been happy to see you. But we were fighting. And when we fought, I didn’t know what to do anymore. You wouldn’t look to me the same as before.”

“Because I felt guilty! But these last few days… I’ve learned a few. I’ve learned that I could have fixed my mistakes and stopped the fighting.” Sugawara looked to you, desperate. His feelings were taking over. You were taking his mind over, he only wanted you back.

“These last few days have made me realize the same thing. I’ve realized I still am happy with you. It was just fighting stopped us. Koushi, I know I still love you. It just hurt when we broke up. I could’t get my mind wrapped around everything. I was hurt.” you replied quickly. Your eyes couldn’t leave Sugawara’s. There was so much determination in his eyes.

“____, me too. But I’m sorry… I’m sorry I let things get to this point even though I still love you. I’m sorry I let things fall apart when I still want you. I’m sorry I let us pretend are feelings arent there when they are. ____, I love you.” Sugawara said with a smile. You couldn’t help but smile as well.

“Koushi, I love you. I love you too.” you replied relieved.

Sugawara took your face in your hands and brought your lips to his. It was the first kiss in weeks. It was the first smile you shared together in weeks. It was the first time you felt like everything was going to be okay again.

“What did we tell him?” Daichi asked with a snicker. Asahi looked to him with a proud smile.

“I’m proud of him!” Asahi said with a thumbs up.

“We’ll have to let him know at practice he’s going to run five laps for being late,” Daichi said with a proud smile. Asahi looked to Daichi worried now.

“Daichi… But we’re late too,”

“For a good reason,” Daichi replied with a smile. As Daichi walked towards the gym, Asahi watched him with a worried smile.

Asahi looked back to Sugawara and you make up and a bigger smile came across his face. Asahi always liked you two together.

((based on this text post))

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I may have written a shitty sabriel thing whoops

so sorry this is horrible

Sam threw open the door to their motel room, storming inside. He heard footsteps follow him in and turned, face to face with a furious archangel.

“I’m not done with this conversation, Sam,” Gabriel was saying, eyes dark in anger. Sam rolled his eyes and turned away again, throwing his few possessions into a bag. “What are you doing?”

“I’m getting another motel room. I’m sick of this,” Sam said, brushing past Gabriel on his way to the door. He heard a snap and the door slammed shut, locking. It was fruitless, Sam knew it, but he tried the door handle anyway. It didn’t so much as jiggle, and he hit his palm against the cheap wood.

“Dammit, Sam, I said we were talking about this,” Gabriel yelled, striding over to him. Sam refused to take a step back; even though he towered over the archangel, he knew that if it got physical Gabriel wouldn’t have any trouble beating him.

“And I said we weren’t,” Sam hissed, kicking at the door. “Now let me out!”

“No!” Gabriel folded his arms. “You almost died today,” - and his voice quieted a half-decibel, turning shaky and worried before turning on a dime and becoming angry again - “and you can barely stand up straight!”

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Getting this in *just* under the wire for Klaroline + College! This is for Kate’s @accidental-rambler birthday (sorry it’s sooo belated!) and for Paula @howeverlongs because she made me something gorgeous. A sequel to Can’t Let It Go (and yes, there will be another part so don’t kill me for how this ends!) aka The One With TattooedProfessor!Klaus. 

Can’t Let In Go (Part Two)

“Well, well, well, so we meet again.”

She doesn’t acknowledge the guy right away. The voice is only vaguely familiar and Caroline’s not entirely sure it’s addressing her. Plus, she’s had way lamer come ons while working a shift. It’s usually amusing to let them get huffy by ignoring them. She smiles and hands over the beers she’d just uncapped, taking her time as she slides over to tuck the cash she’d been given into the till, before turning and lifting a quizzical brow.

Her eyes widen slightly in recognition but she manages to keep the rest of her expression neutral. She glances around, doesn’t see Professor Mikaelson anywhere. So what was his brother doing here?

Caroline might have only met him once but she had a sinking feeling that whatever he was doing here it would only lead to aggravation on her end. He had shit disturber written all over him.

Pasting on a polite smile she steps forward, setting her hands on the bar. “What can I get you?”

He pouts exaggeratedly and pulls up one of the stools, sitting down and drumming his fingers on the bar top, “Pretending not to know me? I am hurt.”

She rolls her eyes, “I don’t know you. We exchanged approximately fifteen words last night.”

He grins, “An oversight I thought to rectify. Pour me a drink, lovely. I think it’s time we get to know one another. I’ve heard such delightful things about you American college girls. I imagine it’s a bit chilly up here for all the tit flashing I see on those videos but I suppose alcohol is warming.”

Was he serious?

Caroline narrows her eyes, “Think very carefully about your next words. My mother’s a sheriff, my father very overprotective. They taught me all sorts of ways to painfully kill a guy’s chances of ever reproducing. I’d love to demonstrate exactly what American college girls are capable of.”

He blinks and Caroline thinks she detects a brief flash of respect, maybe even a small tinge of approval, before he’s once again the picture of lazy arrogance. “Kinky,” he drawls, eyebrows wiggling suggestively, “I can see why Nik’s gotten himself a bit fascinated. Hidden depths, that one.”

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"I had sworn I'd never trust anyone again but I didn't have to" for Kasamatsu please 💕

I had sworn I’d never trust anyone again but I didn’t have to.


Kise had always told Kasamatsu that he wasn’t good with girls.

And Kasamatsu knew. It wasn’t something worth hiding. But he had good reason to. None of his previous relationships ever worked out for him. Again and again, they would leave him, for various, stupid, pointless reasons.

Kasamatsu stopped trusting them. He might as well save himself the trouble, right? They all leave in the end.

But you came along, and you took his breath away before you even spoke to him.

He didn’t want to approach you. It’ll happen again, he thought. You’ll simply get his hopes up, and break his heart harder than the last person who did.

Then you approached him. “Hey there,” you said. “You’re the captain of the basketball team?” Kasamatsu felt almost light-headed. “H-how did you know?”

You smiled – a beautiful, soft, genuine smile – “You had an air around you. Plus you were scowling at Kise Ryouta. So I guessed.” The way you said that seemed so surprising, that Kasamatu couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yes, I’m Kasamatsu Yukio. Can…can I help you?”

“Well,” you bit your lip, suddenly looking embarrassed. “Actually, I was going to ask you out, but I’m no good at this–”

Kasamatsu turned red, and he looked away. His heart was thudding painfully against his chest. From joy or anxiety, he couldn’t tell. “I-I’m not sure if…I don’t think I’m ready for–”

Then you reached out, and when your fingers curled around his, Kasamatsu practically flinched. But he didn’t move away; not when you were holding on like this.

“Please, just…trust me,” you pleaded, with all the intensity of someone who loved him more than he deserved. “Give me a chance.”

Kasamatsu paused. It’ll happen again. To hell with that.

“I’ll think about it,” his voice shook. “Come with me for a coffee after class?”

Misunderstandings |  Jeon Wonwoo | Part 1/14

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo X Reader

Summary: You thought he was a devil worshipper, he thought you were a stalker. Turns out, both of you were wrong.

Genre: fluff/comedy

Word Count: 1,914

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