i wanna get along again but i still don't think i have anything to apologize for

anonymous asked:

i love your writing so much i don't think i trust anyone but you and i didn't want to ask and burden you but no one can do minhyun like you so pls-please, if u can could i request a fantasy imagine for minhyun i'll be fine with anything you write as long as you do thank u

here’s an elf!minhyun!! thanks for trusting me to write it ^^

  • you remember meeting minhyun for the first time at the market,,,,,people were selling fresh fruits, homemade jam, carved statues, and other hand crafted pretty trinkets
  • but the most people were gathered around minhyun,,,,,,who was selling the prettiest glass wind chimes you’d ever seen
  • it was the middle of summer, but pulled over his head was a cap - and even with his bangs in his face it was still obvious
  • when he looked up to smile at customers,,,,,,,that he was handsome
  • and not just ‘handsome’ but the kind of handsome you’d assume fairy tale princes were
  • with kind, dark eyes and a perfectly smooth complexion
  • all the people around him where only there to admire his face, people offered to buy his wind chimes - but only if he’d include his number or meet up for dates
  • minhyun,,,,would just smile and tell them he was flattered, but he lived far and so he couldn’t comply
  • you waited, till the crowd dwindled down to go look at the wind chimes
  • they were all pretty, obviously worked on meticulously, and one caught your eye immediately
  • the top was shaped like a butterfly and strings of pretty flower shaped glass beads hung down from it
  • “that one is my favorite too.”
  • you looked up, seeing minhyun standing across from you
  • up close you could make out the faint speckling of freckles over his nose and even though his eyes were a dark, beautiful brown
  • every now and then you could have sworn you could see a flicker of green under the sun
  • “how much?”
  • you asked, admiring the wind chime again. minhyun told you a price and you couldn’t believe it
  • “yo-you’re selling it for that cheap?”
  • with a wink, he went “there might be a discount, just for you.”
  • wrapping it up carefully, minhyun waved as you left the market. for a moment you wondered,,,it might have been your imagination but it had looked for a moment like minhyun’s fingers had been dusted with something,,,,,,shimmery,,,,,,
  • a couple of weeks later you’d found that your wind  chime would ring, even when there was no wind
  • like someone had brushed past it ,,,,,,, which was impossible it was at the top of your window
  • either way, you loved it. it looked so pretty, the glass reflecting the sun
  • and the chimes gave you such a calming feeling
  • one afternoon, you’d heard the chimes and looked out of the window to see if it was getting windy or rainy
  • to your surprise you noticed a fawn, staring at the chime in your backyard
  • quietly, to not scare it, you opened the backdoor and watched as the fawn stood there
  • taking a couple of steps toward it, you noticed that the fawn wasn’t even frightened
  • it just kept looking at the chime till slowly turning around and trotting into the woods
  • out of pure curiosity, you followed along across the moss path in the forest
  • you don’t know how long you followed the fawn for, but at some point you’d come across a clearing
  • in the middle of it, was a circle of white stones and a figure seated in the middle
  • the fawn, coming over to it, nuzzled into the person’s outstretched hand
  • you couldn’t help yourself but try to get closer,,,,,,,who was this person out in the middle of the forest?
  • until they turned around, eyes locking on yours and you saw him - minhyun
  • this time, the cap he’d been wearing was off and you could see his entire profile
  • the same pretty eyes, shy small smile,,,,,,,but his ears
  • pointed at the edge with flowers tucked neatly behind them
  • standing up, you could see a couple of woodland creatures surrounding him
  • frozen,,,,,,you try to think of something to say but all you can do is lift your hand up in a tiny wave
  • “minhyun!”
  • a voice calls out his name and minhyun looks over his shoulder, before rushing toward you
  • “quick, hide!”
  • you teeter backwards, minhyun’s arms coming around you to pull you behind a nearby tree
  • “it’s the other elves, i don’t want them to know you’re here.”
  • “elves??”
  • minhyun pulls you down, arm still holding you close as you hear other voices back from the center of the clearing
  • when it seems silent enough, minhyun lets his hold on you go,,,,,,
  • you can see a hint of red in his cheeks as he apologizes for grabbing you but you just ask again, “elves?”
  • minhyun turns and you see the ears up close, the speckled freckles, the tints of green in his eyes, his hands,,,,,,coated in silvery dust
  • you can’t believe it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • “human’s aren’t supposed to know, but the cat’s out of the bag”
  • he laughs slightly at his own joke and you point to his hand
  • “is that -”
  • “fairy dust.”
  • you look at it closely and minhyun grins 
  • “i put it on all the wind chimes i make, it’s supposed to bring good luck.”
  • you look up at him,,,,,,,minhyun’s eyelashes are so long and his voice has the same calming effect like the chimes that he makes
  • he looks back at you, tilting his head a bit
  • “is everything ok?”
  • “sometimes,,,,,,,,,the wind chime i bought,,,,,,,,,sounds on its own.”
  • minhyun gives a knowing nod
  • “it means elves are nearby.”
  • you go “oh” fascinated and minhyun gives an embarrassed little chuckle
  • “i do admit though, sometimes i walk by your home to see the wind chime. it’s one of my favorites, but also,,,,,,,,,”
  • you blink and wait, but minhyun suddenly seems shyer than ever
  • “,,,,,,,,,but also,,,,,,,,,,i quite like seeing you too,,,,,,,”
Can’t Help Falling in Love

“Y/N! Y/N, wake up!” You heard Spencer yelling at you, causing you to wake up from your dream.

You were still sleep drunk so you were confused as all hell. “What? What’s going on, are you okay, what happened?” You asked him, speaking rushed.

His hands were still on your shoulders, though the grip was a little less tight and now more gentle. “You were having a nightmare. You were begging ‘them’ to stop and started thrashing. Do you want to talk about it?”

As soon as he finished his first sentence, you remembered what you had been dreaming immediately. You were thrown back to your time in school, where you had gotten bullied incessantly for the smallest things. You were still slightly traumatized from it, which lead to your reserved behavior, but you had been doing so much better with the nightmares lately.

You sighed and crawled over to him so you were sitting next to him and leaning your head on his shoulder, “it was just the same old stuff.”

He put his arm around your shoulders, bringing you in as tight as he could. “Hey, they can’t hurt you anymore. And I know that doesn’t help much, I’m sorry. But you’re here and they’re wherever and don’t have any power over you anymore. It’s okay, Y/N. It’s okay,” he reassured you.

You smiled slightly at his words, grateful that he realized how big of a deal the old memories were to you. “Thanks, Spence.”

“You know what I think we should do now?” he questioned you with a serious tone.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “um, go to sleep as it’s 2:15 AM and you have work tomorrow?”

He waved his hand, blowing that idea off. “Let’s go to the living room, I’ll make you some hot chocolate while you pick out a movie for us to watch. Or we can just watch cat videos online. Or we can just talk. Whatever you wanna do, huh?”

You kissed his cheek, “that sounds perfect.”

You two got up from bed, but you grabbed your favorite blanket off the bed and put it around yourself like a cape. Spencer smiled at your actions and waited for you to get to his side before capturing your hand in his.

You tightened your grasp on it because you loved holding his hand. It always fit so perfectly in yours and you just loved how secure it made you feel. You were always entranced by his hands and loved fiddling with them when you guys were enjoying a lazy Sunday in bed.

When you guys got to your living room, you went to sit on the couch while you listened to Spencer getting the ingredients and tools to make hot chocolate for you. You grinned and began playing with the edge of your blanket as you thought about how lucky you were to have this kind, gorgeous man in your life.

How many guys would make you your favorite drink in the world to comfort you after a bad dream and offer to stay awake with you the rest of the night even though he has work the next day? Not many. But then again, Spencer isn’t like many guys. He’s incredibly special and unique and that’s what you love about him. As you continued thinking about the many great traits Spencer had, you heard him getting mugs out of the cupboard and pouring the hot liquid in them.

You waited for him to enter the room and you smiled up at him, “hey, hot stuff.”

He shook his head at your bad pun, “hey, Y/N. Ready for some hot cocoa?”

You reached your hand out for your mug as he sat down next to you, “yes! Thank youuuu.”

“No problem, love.”

You beamed at the pet name, which Spencer didn’t use too often. Not like you minded; it just made them all the more special when he did use them.

“Hey, Y/N?” he asked after you took a long sip of the nice drink.

You lifted your head, “hm?”

“I love you. I feel like I don’t say that enough, but I love you more than anything on the planet. And I’m sorry I can never do enough to comfort you after you have a particularly bad nightmare. I just want you to know that I care and I’ll always be here just to listen to you when you want to talk about them. You’re so much better than those horrible people and you didn’t deserve to go through what they put you through,” he smiled sadly as he finished speaking.

You put your mug down on the small coffee table, “Spence. Don’t ever apologize for what you just said. You make me feel so much better always. I love you, too. Thank you for being such a great boyfriend and person.”

He looked at you fondly, before springing up, “I have an idea!” He then ran out the room, confusing you.

You rolled with it, though, and just picked up your mug to take another sip. You had just set it back down when Spencer came in the room with an old iPod he had. He set it down and pressed some buttons before walking over to you.

The beginning notes for Elvis Presley’s Can’t Help Falling in Love began to play as he offered you his hand. “Dance with me?”

You grinned up at him and dropped your blanket on the couch as you took his hand and stood up. You guys maneuvered around the table and started slow dancing to your favorite love song.

He sang along softly to the lyrics. “And I can’t help falling in love with you,” he crooned as he held you tighter and kissed the top of your head.

You moved your head back and captured his lips with yours.

You pulled your head back and whispered, “I love you, Spence.”

He smiled and looked at you with complete adoration in his eyes as he whispered back, “And I love you, Y/N.“

Wrote this short little fluff piece for you, @gubl-oser !

Hope you liked it and that it made you smile!!

prompt fill for anonymous who said: I would literally kill for a fanfic with a sick Joseph begging Robert for sex and getting refused because Robert wants him to stay in bed and get better. (Bonus if theres lots of Joseph teasing to try and get what he wants)

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anonymous asked:

You Lucaya shipers will do anything to turn Rucas moments into your own. You call us delusional, but look at you. First Date is a Rucas episode and you guys analyze it and try to say stupid shit like Lucas is dazed because of Maya, Lucas cares more about Maya being upset than his own date, and other crap. You don't see us taking Lucaya episodes and spinning them to Rucas (oh that's right, because there are NO Lucaya episodes). If we're delusional, then you all are desperate and pathetic.

You understand that I have no control over stage direction or the script of the show, right? If you’re upset about what happens onscreen, take it up with the writers.

You don’t have to accept it if you don’t wanna, but I’d *love* to hear your explanation for why Lucas is looking so distinctly to the left before he straightens out and looks at Riley. Or why Farkle follows Lucas’s gaze and then comments on what he sees: Maya. (That’s yet another example of the show basically telling us what’s going on). And Lucas ended his date with Riley to send her over to Maya. In that moment, he clearly cared more about Maya’s feelings than about being on a date with Riley. And Riley was pleased about that. According to the writers, Lucas sending her over to Maya is WHY Riley kissed him. So again…if you don’t like it, you’re ranting at the wrong person.

First Date was both a Rilucas and a Lucaya episode, as most episodes are. What did the writers say a while back? Something like “they both happen every episode”? Which…they pretty much do unless you’re so blinded by shipper goggles that you can’t accept even the basic EXISTENCE of whichever ship you don’t prefer.

Anyway, at least I don’t sit here pretending that a look which matches almost exactly with a look Lucas shot MISSY is a positive ship moment. Some of y'all act like that forced smile in the downstairs bay window was a “look of love” or something. It’s like you can’t read basic facial expressions and then you wanna come at me for literally describing what happened on screen? The kid looks distinctly to the left in First Date. It’s not my fault Maya just happens to be on the left. Riley is dead ahead or maybe slightly to the right, so what else could Lucas have been looking at?

Maybe it was the Feeny poster. 😂

Look, I get that you don’t see it yet. Maybe you never will. It took me a long time to believe my eyes before I accepted it. I couldn’t believe a show like this would be that sneaky. But it totally was. This show is not as straightforward as you think it is. They’ve been playing us for a long time. You’re unlikely to believe me or anyone else, but odds look pretty good that the show is going to revisit a few things, and this is probably gonna be one of them. They’ve already done one altered flashback to First Date, they’ll probably do another before this is all over.

Finally, I don’t know how many times I’ve told y'all that objectivity is why I changed ships in the first place. I’m not trying to “take” a Rilucas moment, I’m just telling you what I see. And this isn’t like some random crime, where you only see it once and your memory and eyewitness testimony are unreliable. It’s a TV show. You can check and re-check until you’re sure. Which I did.

Still, I acknowledge that I could be allll wrong. It’s possible. And if I’m wrong when this arc resolves, feel free to come back and take a victory lap in my asks. I’ll publish it. If I’m right though, you and a whollllle lot of other anons are going to owe me a big old apology (although you’ll probably be too busy moaning and carrying on about “fanservice” even if the show points out every single last little one of the receipts they sprinkled in along the way).

But either way, maybe try taking the show’s/the writer’s advice: watch carefully. Don’t assume. There is more going on than you realize.

Or not. Do whatever you want to do. But if it turns out I’m right…well, don’t say I didn’t try to warn you.


Secret Saturdays Sentence Meme Episodes 7-12
  • “You know that's not really how sonar works.”
  • “I don't ask questions from the guy with the money.”
  • “Don't! Scratch! The finish!”
  • “I've set traps less obvious than that.”
  • “When I have ever done anything rash or irresponsible?”
  • “I keep a list. It's alphabetized.”
  • “You can tattle or you can come along.”
  • “Betrayal! Chicanery! Heavens, the drama!”
  • “I don't know if I should be impressed or disgusted.”
  • “What kind of evil mastermind do you think I am?”
  • “Can you maybe trust for me, like, five minutes?”
  • “Even your threats have bad science!”
  • “Your mom has bad science.”
  • “You gonna beat up a kid?”
  • “I just can't resist the entertainment value.”
  • “So we're holding a stethoscope up to a volcano to see if it has indigestion.”
  • “Whoa. So it's exploding this time.”
  • “I... don't think that's a man.”
  • “Yeah, see, I would've guessed that when it came out of a volcano.”
  • “Your fancy technology is a hose?”
  • “See, not all science has to be boring.”
  • “It's like swimming through a giant milkshake.”
  • “Every spider I know shoots webs out of it's butt.”
  • “If it helps, I think you won the pointless macho contest.”
  • “It's called improvising.”
  • “Oh, I'm gonna get my money's worth.”
  • “I don't think that's a guy in a rubber suit!”
  • “No one likes a dirty sacrifice.”
  • “Don't freak out, but I think they want the big bird to eat you.”
  • “Just, y'know, shining the head.”
  • “What? You think I make everything up as I go along?”
  • “Actually, I already have a plan. If anyone's interested in that sort of thing.”
  • “So hard to find good childcare these days.”
  • “No unauthorized access. Please stay back, sir.”
  • “You have to admire their determination.”
  • “How are they even that smart?”
  • “So... we're gonna scare the things that have us outnumbered a hundred to one?”
  • “This is my fight too.”
  • “Alright, but so help me, if you shock me again...”
  • “I want my apology back! I'm taking it back!”
  • “Everything is so dramatic with you.”
  • “I really do dislike you.”
  • “Good guys. Bad guys. You always know their next move. Victory goes to the grey men in the middle, because you never know how we'll surprise you.”
  • “I guarantee I can find us some fun in five seconds or less.”
  • “Why would you steal something if you don't know what it is?”
  • “I see it. I like it. I take it. Why is this complicated for you?”
  • “The dragon is still very hungry.”
  • “I should have stolen one of these years ago.”
  • “I can get the notes, but I ain't singing.”
  • “So I know stalactites grow down and stalagmites grow up, but what are they called when they grow sideways?”
  • “Okay, you park WAY worse than you drive.”
  • “Nobody lives forever.”
  • “So tell me again how I'm the reckless one.”
  • “We're debating and discussing.”
  • “It's snowing in my bedroom. How is that my fault?”
  • “Have you ever really tasted hot chocolate? I mean, like, REALLY tasted it?”
  • “We have mini marshmallows?”
  • “It's all simple particle physics.”
  • “I just wanted to hit them in the face.”
  • “Are you disturbed yet?”
  • “Blah blah blah blah. Smart talk science. Pbbbgth.”
  • “Um... right back at 'cha?”
  • “Mm... shiny.”
  • “I don't think you wanna get in the middle of family time.”