i would like to cover him in leaves

Out Of Context Critical Role Sentence Starters

“Seventeen! Puke on those fucking guards!“ 

 "I would like to buy your hair for a hundred gold pieces." 

 "You can’t walk off in the middle of hide-and-seek again! I’ve been in a barrel for an hour, I fell asleep in there!" 

 "I am a little evil magnet." 

 "Do you want to do a reach-around and see if you get a handful of wooden boob?" 

 "I show him my ass and I leave." 

 "I once saw him kill a man with his taint." 

 "I covered my hand in ink and, yeah…" 

 "My name is Burt Reynolds and that offends me." 

 "Your hands are just covered in piss now." 

 "I bury my shame." 

 "Don’t worry, I still have my lips." 

 "You realize that I was born to shove things in holes…" 

 "Vomit on those bitches." 

 "I’m the most wicked narwhal of all time!" 

 "Some people have no sense of FUCKING HONOR." 

 "You’ll leave when Burt Reynolds tells you to leave." 

 "Remember that time you killed a kid?" 

 "Turn around 180 degrees then run as fast as you can." 

 "I’m just sitting in the corner going HAHAHAHAHAA!" 

"The butt flap is down." 

 "It’s not sexual at all, I’m not attracted to you! Like literally if it happened I would be ill." 

 "Alright, I’ll whip it out again." 

 "Hey, _____. How much XP would _____ get for drowning an entire cargo hold of slave children?" 

 "What’s the term for when your penis is inverted?" 

 "Roses are red, violets are blue. We’re both gnomes and you are sooooo foxy.”

 "He smells of sandalwood. And dismissiveness.“ 

 "And my thoughts are still fuck you, no way, bye-bye." 

 "You’re right! He is no hollaback gnome." 

 "We don’t do anything with dignity!”

 ”_____’s lifeless corpse has a pool of urine around it.“ 

 "Nobody sweating more than is…you know necessary when being threatened by a big fuck-off dragon.“ 

 "Hit him in the arse!" 

 "Most of what I do is long and hard." 

 "I just got one of those terrible ideas I get on occasion." 

 "I died as I lived. Hard." 

 "I’m gonna dominate the guy in front." 

 "YOUR SOUL IS FORFEIT." 

 "Fancy fancy mustache that you cannot wipe off your face!" 

 "Hey, look! I found a hole!" 

 "Oh! I got hit with his dick!" 

 "I’ll just punch him in his dragon face." 

 "I’m going to stand over here and fail to stay in character." 

 "Nothing can go wrong. This is a great idea!" 

 "He was trying to corrupt my soul or whatever…but good luck with that." 

 "You were like a dick in a box." 

 "This probably isn’t a good idea but…whatever." 

 "Will you come check this hatch for boobies?”

mixiia  asked:

Hamliza?

anonomyse said: Yo! Hamilza?

  • Who said “I love you” first: Alex said it inappropriatley fast. Like on their second date Eliza laughs at something Alex says and Alex is just like ‘wow I love you’. 
  • Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background: Eliza has a picture of Alex in his military uniform. He cuts quite the figure in the fitted blue suit and covered in medals. Alex has a picture that Eliza sent him when he was deployed of her lying in bed that was captioned ‘miss you’.
  • Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror: Eliza leaves Alex little doodles. She’ll draw a heart with their initials or two stick figures holding hands in front of a house.
  • Who buys the other cheesy gifts: In the beginning of their relationship when Alex is still poor he spends most of the time buying Eliza little things like claw machine stuffed animals and plastic rings. After he gains power and affluence he starts to shower her in jewlery and all the extravegent things he wanted to give her when he first proposed. Eliza would have been fine with the 25 cent rings for the rest of her life though. 
  • Who initiated the first kiss: Eliza did!! She first saw Alex while accompanying her father to a Military Ball and admired him from afar for the entire party. She nearly dies when Angelica introduces him to her. They spend the rest of the night talking and before she knows it her father is telling her they are about to leave. She’s disapointed and she sees Alex looked disappointed to so she just leans in for a quick peck on the cheek and Alex swoons.
  • Who kisses the other awake in the morning: Alex wakes Eliza up with kisses. He has to get up early for work everymorning and at first he used to just leave but Eliza told him that she liked to say goodbye so he started to kiss her awake in order to say bye. 
  • Who starts tickle fights: Alex does it. It happens most often when Eliza is feeling neglected by Alex for his work so he tries to make it up to her by making her laugh. The problem is Eliza knows how suseptiable she is to his charm so she puts in headphones to stay mad at him so he has to make her laugh via tickling. 
  • Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower: Eliza ask Alex in the morning when she wakes up a little early on accident and Alex still hasn’t showered yet. She knows they won’t see each other for the entire day so she suggest they spend some time in the shower to make up for that.
  • Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch: Eliza suprises Alex every once and a while. She knows he’d never eat by his own volition so she occasionally pops into his job. She befriends all his coworkers and they are her eyes on the wall to make sure he does eat and if she gets a message that he hadn’t left his office all day she’ll show up with some subway.
  • Who was nervous and shy on the first date: Eliza was super shy and intimidated by the charming military boy that swept her off her feet in one night. Alex arranged a pinic at a secluded park and Eliza heard he had quite the reputation with the ladies so she’s nervous she wouldn’t match up to her previous relationship (like apparently he dated Kitty Livingston,,, woah). Alex turns out to be a total dork outside of a formal setting and is very passionate so Eliza is set a ease very quickly.
  • Who kills/takes out the spiders: Alex does because Eliza once mentioned thinky spider were gross so he made it his personal mission to eliminate every spider from existance.
  • Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk: Alex does it. Eliza shakes her head in a mixture of love and exasperation. It comes in levels though. Alex will start a little tipsy and that just means he hovers near Eliza smiling like an idiot. Then he gets drunk and he’s very loudly bragging about how he is dating the perfect girl. Then he’s totally wasted and he’s down a suit jacket and his shirts almost completely unbuttoned and he let his hair down and he’s just talking to whoever will listen about how amazing Eliza was and won’t stop until the person he’s talking to agrees that Eliza is the most beautiful woman ever.

anonymous asked:

Jack and Bitty for the shipping meme!

HELLO ANON THANK YOU I CAN’T SHOUT ENOUGH HOW MUCH I LOVE THESE TWO OMG

  • falls asleep on the couch

Fucking Jack like u know it’s Jack. I bet he slept on that gross Haus couch at least once. Bitty fusses about what it’ll do to his posture (shut up Bitty u pass out wherever there’s an open horizontal surface if you’ve been up long enough)

  • makes friends with the neighbors

BITTY!!!! They move into their new house and Bitty know every neighbor by name plus their favorite pie flavor by the end of like two days and Jack still hasn’t actually said hello to anybody

  • is the adventurous eater

Haha both? Bitty less so mostly because he generally knows what he’s eating. Jack just… says yes to shit. Like if Bitty tells him to try something he doesn’t even need to know, he just eats it, because Bits said to and Bits has never, ever, ever led him astray

  • hogs the covers at night

Eric “I was raised under the Georgia Sun” Bittle. Jack “20 Degrees is warm” Zimmermann doesn’t mind too much.

  • forgets to do the dishes

BITTY. He likes to bake. He hates to clean up. “Forget” is a generous term. But Jack doesn’t mind too much about cleaning up since Bitty usually makes dinner.

  • tries to surprise their partner more often

Both omg. They’re hopeless. It’s like a prank war but with gifts?

  • leaves dirty laundry on the floor

Bitty. Jack is methodical and neat. Bitty would rather be on Twitter or making stuff.

  • stays up til 2 AM reading

Jack. Bits is up too but he’s on his social networks, or stress baking. But Jack just reads and reads and doesn’t even realize the time’s gone by.

  • sings in the shower

BRUH IT’S CANONICALLY BITTY LIKE

  • takes the selfies

Literally a day does not go by without at least ten selfies from Eric R. Bittle

  • plans date night

I think Jack. I feel like Bitty, while good at planning group things, doesn’t take time regularly to plan dates, while Jack just… plans stuff to do with Bitty while on his morning run

THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE THESE DORKS

anonymous asked:

This is just curiousty dont get offended.Being a women how can you believe in a religion which allows a 40 year old man to marry a 10 year old? Which does not give women equal rights in will? Which asks women to cover themselves so men dont get attracted? Which limits the rights of women to such a horrifying extent?

Women are not oppressed in Islam. Women have rights.

Women, through Islam, were given the right to owning property, conducting business, and fighting in war way before women in any other areas were.

Women have an extremely high status in Islam, we are treated like queens. 

We get taken care of, we don’t have to provide for our necessities. It is the OBLIGATION for the nearest male (husband, father, brother, uncle, etc.) to provide for us. We don’t have to do an inch of effort. BUT, if we want to work, if we want to provide for the household, we have total rights to just as the wife of the prophet ﷺ, Khadija ra radi Allahu ‘anha had her own business and provided for the family. 

When it comes to the age of Ayesha radi Allahu ‘anha when she got married to the prophet Muhammad ﷺ, most scholars believe she was actually around the age of 19. However, even if she was young, this was not an odd practice back then. In fact, the UK eliminated being married from the age of 11 just about a while ago, not too long from today. So if you want to go on that, UK is also a victim here.  

Women are given honorable rights, honestly, I believe Islam is far easier for women than it is for men. Men have to provide for the family, they have to pray in the mosque every Friday, they have to give a mahr (unless women excuse them from it) when getting married, and so on. All these, women do not have to do. Women even get a break from prayers and other religious obligations such as fasting every time they get their periods. How easy Allah is on us women Subhanallah. 

The prophet Muhammad ﷺ often encouraged for men to be of the best of character with their wives and not to mistreat them. A woman, in fact, came to the prophet Muhammad ﷺ complaining that her husband does not fulfill her sexual needs because he would spend the night praying, the prophet ﷺ reprimanded her husband and told him to leave the prayers at night and fulfill his wife’s needs. LOL, can you imagine?! 

Before Islam was revealed, daughters were buried and killed when born, Islam prohibited this and gave women rights they did not have before. We have the right to divorce and the right to educate ourselves to expand the list of rights.

So…how then do we not have rights or are oppressed? 

How are we limited? We are not? I live life just like any other woman, just more covered up is all. 

Also, what is wrong with covering up? Clothes were a form of advancement in the “Stone age.” We are at the peak of advancement. If you look through this analysis, it is those who roam around in shorter clothes that are moving far from advancement. 

Secondly, covering is less for men and more for our benefit. The point of covering is so that men do not objectify us, not for us to do any favor for men. Covering up forces men to marry due to deeper reasons than for the superficial surface. Covering protects a woman from lustful eyes and from being in danger. The notion of escaping beauty standards and from being objectified is far more appealing and liberating to me than to go around in shorts 🤷  (no hate, I’m not judging you all, just personal preference). We are dignified and respected, not objectified and disrespected.

So now you tell me, what’s wrong with the way Islam treats women with utmost respect, honor, and dignity?

Please do let me know your thoughts and have a nice day! 

anonymous asked:

Fuck that we need part 5!

Haha perfect, I was waiting for someone to ask! :3
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Blue was a mix of worried and panic and fear at this point. As soon as Black and Green had gotten them into the Castle, she scooped up her Paladin and booked it out of her metal body, Shiro running along next to her as she barreled towards the healing pods, Lance limp in her arms and dripping blood onto the white floors.
As soon as she had gotten him into the Altean healing pod, she backed up, sides heaving as her eyes flicked over his sleeping face, still too unsettled to relax. She paced in front of the pod, rumbling worriedly. Shiro spoke up in an attempt to calm the agitated Lion woman. “Uh, Blue… he’ll be alright you know. You should go get cleaned up, you’re covered in blood-” “I am perfectly fine, Black Paladin. I would prefer to stay here and keep an eye on Lance.” Blue replied coldly, a little more than peeved at the sudden concern her sister’s Paladin was showing.
Where had this concern been weeks ago, when her Paladin was crying? When he told her how ignored and abandoned he felt? Her mothering instincts were on fire. “I would like you to leave.” She said, not once taking her eyes off of Lance or his vitals reflected on the glass keeping him safe. “Excuse me?” Pidge said, as the rest of the team joined Shiro in the med bay. “I asked you to leave. You are not needed here. I can watch Lance on my own. You may go about your day as usual.” She huffed, pausing in her pacing to glare at them.
Hunk actually looked a little angry, the others matching his expression. “Hey, look, I get that you’re worried about Lance, but we’re worried too. He’s our friend-” Blue scoffed at Hunk’s words. “Are you really?” She hissed, her voice nothing but pure venom. Memories flooded into her head, fury filling her veins at the remembrance of every worry, every insecurity, every feeling Lance had poured out to her while he cried over his abandonment by the people he thought were his family out here in space. Keith looked a little startled. “What are you talking about? Yes, really! He’s a part of the team and-” the little spitfire started but Blue had enough.
“Well where was this sudden concern weeks ago?!?” She roared, silencing the shocked humans. “Do you have any idea what he felt like when you all suddenly started ignoring him like he didn’t exist?!? He cried! He was so upset! He thought you all abandoned him! You never talked to him anymore, all you did was put him down for his mistakes and stopped praising him!!! He told me over and over how useless he felt, how I should pick a new Blue Paladin because he wasn’t any good for Voltron! And I couldn’t do anything to fix it because I was broken and unable to talk in words to make him feel better!!! So no, YOU DON’T GET TO PLAY THE WORRIED FRIENDS CARD WHEN YOU STOPPED TREATING HIM LIKE A MEMBER OF THE TEAM ALL THOSE WEEKS AGO!!! Now leave!!!
Her furious rant over, she stood protectively in front of the pod holding her Paladin, breathing out hard, hot angry puffs of air and fists clenched at her sides, glaring at the shocked and silent humans her pilot had once called “friends”. Her sisters had been hanging near the door during Blue’s tirade, and now moved to pull their respective Paladins out. As soon as everyone was gone and the door had slid shut, Blue deflated and turned back to her precious cub. Resting a hand on the glass, she stared at his peaceful face.
“I’m so sorry I let this happen… I hope that this time, the team won’t be torn apart…” she murmured, before allowing herself to sit and lean against the pod holding her human, and let her eyes slide shut, not sleeping, merely resting, yet still alert.
Just in case.
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Blue explodes! :D part 6? I fully intend to put more Shance in the next part if you guys still want more, haha :3

Edit: can’t stop won’t stop, here have more ;3 https://tokyoteddywolf.tumblr.com/post/160169071603/mama-blue-au-masterlist
Yoongi Scenario: Unspoken.

Request: Can I request an escenario when yoongi and the OC are married, she said she doesn’t want to have kids but yoongi try to talk to her bc he want to start a family with her, they have a big fight because of that and then she told him the true: she want to have kids but she does’t want to be alone bc he’s always in the studio. Sorry about my english!!

Genre: Romance / Drama.


-You’re still taking these?- Yoongi said as he saw the box of birth control pills by your side table. 

You hummed and nodded, getting closer to him as you were both in bed, exhausted and out of breath, you had just finished an insane sex session you didn’t have the force to move even though you had ended up in the other’s usual spots so Yoongi could see the things you had left on your table.

-Yeah-

Yoongi took the little box in his hands and stared at it for a while before putting it back. -I thought we have said that… I thought it was time-

-Time for what?- you said as you felt him turn to you, his hand caressing your side slowly. 

-For a child, you know, make the Min family bigger-

You sighed and as you did that the movement of his hand stopped but he kept his hold on your waist. -I told you I wasn’t sure, I think… I think for now we are good, I… I don’t want children- you confessed a bit lower not daring to look at him in the eye as you said so.

Yoongi slid closer. -You can’t be serious Y/N, we have spoken about this some time ago-

You bit your lip, yes you did had spoken about children before and after getting married, both of you wanted them, but seeing the way things were at the moment you thought maybe it was best for you to remain a family of two.

-I know, but I think maybe it’s not a good idea-

Yoongi frowned. -I want to start a family with you Y/N, we have been married  three years I thought… We wanted to make…- he stopped to give you a kiss on the lips and then move to your neck. -I want us to have a little Yoongi or a little Y/N- he said as he pulled you closer to his own body. -Wouldn’t you like that?-

-I love us as we are, now- you responded making him scowl and kiss you more heavily, you corresponded him but you felt odd, talking about children made you feel awkward and ashamed because of the truth you were hiding.  

Yoongi got on top of you, still under the covers and his mouth kissed you from your neck going down, you exhaled and panted, but you didn’t want this to happen, not with you just recently talking about this, although sex would be a nice excuse to just leave this talk behind, but now you just wanted deviate your eyes from him, or else you would be risking Yoongi finding you out.

-I love us too, but imagine, us with a little Min over here- he offered biting your skin.

You shook your head and pushed his shoulders so he would get off of you. -I’m exhausted babe, It’s best if we go to sleep-

Yoongi stayed still for a few seconds confusion going all over his face. -You sure? I’ll do all the work if you want-

-Yoongi- you pressed and he sighed getting back to the mattress, laying looking at the ceiling both of you were silent before changing for your usual spots in bed. 

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Pregnancy Headcanons: Mystic Messenger

I’m a sucker for prengancy-related headcanons/one-shots/roleplays. I’m weird I know. Anyway here are some pregnancy headcanons for the RFA (slightly nsfw)(obvious spoilers)(Cussing)

Order: Yoosung, Zen, Jumin, Jaehee, Seven, Saeran, V


Yoosung

¤ Oh our little innocent cinnamonbun Yoosung isn’t so innocent

¤ Infact, 4/5 times he initiates the frickity-frackity

¤ Just so happens, though, that condom was expired

¤ And it was evident when it had broken

¤ And he had begun to panic

    × “it’s leaking- Wait it’s leaking, MC it’s leaking what do we do? Ahh-”

¤ He ended up running out and buying like 5 pregnancy test

¤ But the baby factory doesn’t work like that so they all came back negative.

¤ So he thought you were fine

¤ Until two weeks later when-

     × “Oh my God, MC are you okay? You sound like your dying”

¤ You made him buy more pregnancy test

    × “But the 5 you took before came back negative”

¤ He ended up buying 7 more, cause

    × “One of them could be faulty”

¤ You took 7 test, 5 of which back positive

¤ So Yoosung begun freaking out even more

    × “MC I’m so sorry I should have checked the expiration date this is all my fault”

¤ You couldn’t help but laugh

¤ That laughter quickly turn to tears because holy fuck your having a tiny human.

¤ Cue more panic from Yoosung

    × “MC?? No MC don’t cry or I’ll start crying too! MC”

¤ And here we have two crying grown children

¤ When the two of you finally calmed the hell down you begun to talk about it

    × You both came to the conclusion that you both weren’t ready for a responsibility of this magnitude and that the best option for the child would be for them do go into adoption

¤ Despite all that, Yoosung still did everything to make you comfortable

    × Mc.Rognalds at 4am? He’s got you covered. 

    × Extra pillows, even if that leaves him with none? Alright. 

     × Missing out on the most important, once in a life time quest, just so he can cuddle when you ask?

          € “Sorry guys, I have to do something Irl”

¤ When you *finally* go into labour, he freaks out, and you end up having to call the ambulance because he’s not calm enough to take you himself.

¤ Labour ends, and he probably won’t be able to use that hand for a while

¤ And then the doctor asks a simple question

     × “Would you both like to see the baby before signing the adoption papers?”

¤ You both kinda look at each other, silently deciding.

¤ And then he nods, and you nod, and the doctor goes off to get the baby.

¤ The baby is completely healthy. Perfect weight, and with bright violet eyes and just a little (H/c) hair.

¤ And as you get to hold the baby for a few minutes, he kinda just stares in awe.

¤ And the silence is broken

     × “MC”

     × “Yeah…”

     × “They… they kinda look like us, huh?”

     × “Mmhmm. They have your eyes”

     × “ And your hair… MC?”

     × “Yes, Yoosung?”

     × “Do you maybe wanna keep them? I mean I know we’re not really ready but people aren’t always ready, and maybe we can do it”

¤ And that was all it took.

 ÷BONUS÷

     × Yoosung has joined the chat

     × Mc has joined the chat

     × Mc: As many of you may have known, I was pregnant for the past 9 months

     × Zen: wait what?

     × Jaehee: I don’t believe you informed us

     × 707: Lololol they didn't 

     × Mc: Great news:

     × Yoosung: We’re keeping them!

     × Yoosung has left the chat

     × Mc has left the chat 

     × Zen: They’re joking right?


Zen

¤ Oh boy

¤ It was a common wonder if you were pregnant with this one.

¤ Because it was constantly

     × “Condoms can take the pleasure out of sex”

¤ That and birth control was a difficult thing to remember.

¤ So you kept a few pregnancy test

     × More like a box filled with them

¤ So when you took 2 test, and they both came back positive, you weren’t shocked

¤ But you decided to tell him in a more fun way

¤ So you bought baby carrots, a baby bottle and a pacifier 

¤ But when you got home, he was already there

¤ And holding a stick with pee

     × “Mc are you pregnant”

     × “Yes”

¤ You were disappointed because you had bought so much stuff to surprise him and he had found out in other means.

¤ But then he hugged you

     × “Mc I promise I’m going to be the best father that I can be, and I’ll always support the baby”

¤ And aww Zenny

¤ And then he proposed

     × “I know I don’t have a ring right now but marry me please”

     × “Of course”

¤ And waterworks come in, and well yeah its a happy day.

¤ He still does his plays, but will call you at every minute of the hour to make sure your okay

¤ If you want something, he will liTTERLY PAUSE REHERSAL SO HE CAN GO GET IT AND BRING IT TO YOU

     × “Zen where are you going?”

     × “Don’t worry, I’ll be back in a few minutes”

¤ Gets introuble alot, until he finally explains to the director whats going on

¤ When you go into labour, he’s in the middle of the real-deal play

¤ So his phone isn’t nearby

¤ When he finally hears the message he freaks out and runs to the hospital

¤ like litterly runs

¤ He gets there just on time, and won’t stop apologizing

     × “MC I’m so sorry, you know the premire was today and I didn’t have my phone on me”

     × “Stop apologizing and get over here”

¤ Push

¤ It’s a healthy baby.

¤ You got to hold the baby for about a minute before he starts complaining

     × “Come on MC I want to hold them too”

     × You’d glare at him “I just pushed them out of my va-jay-jay after holding them in my stomach for 9 months, I believe I can hold them longer than a minute”

¤ A happy little family


Jumin

¤ It wasn’t like you two were trying

¤ But you weren’t not trying either

¤ It was more of a if it happens it happens thing.

¤ So when it happened you were happy.

¤ You, ofcourse, went to the doctor first and got yourself checked

¤ And yep, 4 weeks pregnant.

¤ You managed to convice the doctor to give you a sonogram right there and then and you got a copy of it

¤ Now to tell Jumin

¤ You made his favourite dinner, made the table look nice.

¤ Four plates, one for you, another for Jumin, one for Elizabeth and finally one for the unborn child

¤ On the plate of the missing guest, the envelope that had the sonogram layed there. 

¤ When he gets home and dinner begins he’s absolutely confused 

    × “MC are we expecting guest?”

¤ Finally he notices the envelope, and becomes more curious

¤ He looks over at you, and you give him a nod that screams “Just open it already”

¤ So he does

¤ And he kinda stares at it for a while

¤ And you can’t read any emotion on his face

¤ And there’s just silence

¤ Until

    × “Is this a sonogram?”

    × “Yes”

    × “Is this your sonogram”

    × “Yes”

    × “Did you hear that Elizabeth 3rd? You will be a sister" 

¤ He eventually gets up and gives you a nice little kiss, that though it’s not too long means alot

¤ It’s joyous moment

¤ Low key scared that he will end up like his father

¤ When you find out you comfort him

     × ” Your father is your father, and you’re you"

¤ Now this boy will not let you do anything

¤ Right after the dinner, he hired a maid specifically for your needs only, durring the day time

¤ And at night when you get your cravings, he will get anything needed

¤ Well he won’t, but Jaehee will.

     × “Assistant Kang, I need you to buy some cheese with barbecue sauce and peanut butter”

     × “Mr.Han its 3:45 in the morning, where will I find that-”

     × He’s already hung up.

¤ And oooh boy, that baby hasn’t been born yet and already its been spoiled rotten.

¤ A nursery fit for royalty.

¤ Best toys

¤ And not to mention appointments 10 times a week

¤ Only the finest of doctors for his baby

¤ When you’re close to the due date he finds a way to work from home

¤ He convinces you to get a C-Section so that it doesn’t pain you as much

¤ Jumin Han? More like Daddy Han

¤ He won’t stop posting pictures of the baby and Elizabeth 3rd on the messenger


Jaehee 

¤ It happened while you two were on a break. 

¤ An open break

¤ And you were… well… drunk

¤ Pretty much a one night stand with no protection

¤ Eventually you an Jaehee did get back together like a week later

¤ And a week after that you weren’t feeling so hot

     × nausea, hungry, moody

¤ Felt like your period but the blood was missing

¤ Eventually Jaehee took you to your doctor.

¤ Your doctor ran the same test 5 times

¤ Finally they simply asked you if “You had been sexually active with a male”

¤ To which you reply no

¤ And a few seconds later Maybe/Yes

¤ Jaehee just like ??? What

¤ And then the news

     × “MC you’re pregnant”

¤ They leave you two alone to talk because he knows something happened

¤ There was silence for a few minutes

¤ And then you could hear Jaehee choke back a sob

     × “MC I thought you would have been different… I thought this would have been different”

¤ You begin to explain to her how it all happened and when

¤ It makes it better but not completely okay

¤ It takes a few months for her to completely over it 

¤ Once it gets to that point, shes ecstatic over the baby

¤ She always seems to have just what you need 

    × “Jaehee do you mind getting me a-”

    × She passes you a pickle covered in Nutela

    × “Thank you”

¤ When you go into labour she gets a call at work.

¤ Actually she gets 6 missed calls from an unknown number before deciding to pick up.

    × “Excuse me, am I speaking with Ms. Jaehee Kang?

    × “This is she”

    × “I am calling about Mc, she seems to have gone into labour early and you are the number marked into her emergency contacts- hello?”

¤ She was at the hospital faster than the speed limit allowed.

¤ After, of course, informing her boss

¤ She knew just how make you comfortable and not get her hand squeezed near broken by the end

¤ Your really exausted so she’s actually the first to hold the baby.

¤ They’re small, and a tad underweight but otherwise healthy.


Seven-o-Seven

¤ The thing is, you two have gotten frisky even when Saeran was home

¤ And anytime, everywhere

     × “Why can’t those two shut up for just one night”

¤ So the reality was, you getting pregnant was expected

¤ Except it never happened

¤ Because you, my dear, where as infertile as a mule

¤ Pregnancy was a difficult thing to achieve

¤ So babies didn’t seem like a possibility

¤ Until your boy Saeyoung came home wiTH TWO BABIES IN A BASKET

     × “Saeyoung is that what I think it is?”

     × “ If your thinking about babies, then yes”

     × “Idiot brother”

¤ So your a mom now

¤ He had gone ahead and bought the babies toys, and bottles, and food, and milk and everything necessary for a baby

¤ He always was the one to get up when one of them began to cry at night

¤ Even if you insisted that you had it

     × “Saeyoung I’ve got it”

     × “Go back to sleep, I’m already ready”

     × “But Saeyoung-”

     × “No cuts, no buts, no coconuts”

¤ He would always post pictures of the three/four/five of you together in the chat

     × Saeyoung: And in this picture we see my 4 favourite people

     × Zen: I still can’t believe you adopted 2 babies out of the blue like that

¤ Apparently your infertility wasn’t so infertile afterall

¤ Oops your pregnant

¤ When he finds out he’s excited 

¤ Cause like

¤ Three babies

¤ He lets you do even less than before 

¤ Once your big enough he won’t even let you carry around the babies

¤ You would use the cravings as a way to get him out of the house and carry the babies.

¤ He builds like 15 robots to play with the babies

¤ He buys like another ton of toys

¤ Not to mention he gets to prepare the nursery with time this time

     × Cat themed by the way

¤ When the third baby comes, you leave the other two with a panic-y Saeran 

¤ Speed limits are no limits

¤ After the baby is born, Saeyoung gets Saeran and the two babies

¤ Takes a family photo and posts it on the chat along with a “lololol”

  ÷ BONUS ÷

          × 707 has joined the chat

          × 707: Lololol look at my 5 favourite people

        × Attached is a photo of Saeran MC and three babies

          × Yoosung: Did you adopt again?! 

          × Yoosung’s Questionmark emoji is attached 

          × 707: Lolol nope

          × 707: This one was all me and MC

Saeran

¤ You could hardly call that sex

    × It was more like “lets see how fast we can fuck before Saeyoung gets back”

¤ You found out like a month later at a physical.

     × “Congratulations MC you’re pregnant”

¤ As soon as your out, cue panic.

¤ A baby??? A baby was not part of the plan

¤ You took the bus home because you needed to think this over, without the Choi twins knowing just yet

¤ An hour later your home

¤ Surprise: Saeran isn’t, and Saeyoung is kinda just looking at you weirdly.

¤ Saeyoung finally tells you what happened

¤ Those fuckers hacked into your medical files as soon as your appointment was over to make sure everything was “Just Fine”

¤ It wasn't 

¤ Pregnancy hormones started kicking in, and there were tears

¤ Saeran just happened to walk in at that moment after calming his own nerves

¤ There was more panic because he didn’t know how to comfort you.

¤ Eventually he pulls you aside into your room, hands you a tissue and waits for you to calm down.

¤ When that happens (like an hour later) he kinda just sighs and tries to work things out

     × “I know we didn’t plan this, but I know you’ll make a great mother, I’ll try to be a good dad”

¤ Comforting but he’s High-Key scared.

¤ When it’s all sort out he’s actually really cute 

× Low key loves to talk to your belly

     × Complains but always does what you ask him to do 

          € He would say “Mc It’s 3:47 in the morning where am I going to find that?” While he’s getting dressed.

     × Protective over you and the bump.

¤ When Due date comes he can’t stay in the room with you. Your screams almost give him a panic attack, so Saeyoung goes in his place while he stays a good 2 hallways away.

¤ When the baby is there, and he kinda just stares at it.

     ×"Its so tiny and chubby”

¤ But he immediately falls in love with them.

¤ He’s scared of carrying them

     × “What if I drop them?”

     × “You won’t”

¤ Eventually he does, while sitting next to you in the bed.

¤ Saeyoung ends up snapping a selfie and BOOM family photo


V

¤ Blind sex was great

¤ For all you kinky bastards its like a perpetual blindfold

¤ But blindness has its disadvantages

¤ For example: if your blind, you don’t notice when the condom’s broken

¤ Just so happens that’s what happened to our dear V

¤ And that became evident a week before his surgery

¤ On the pregnancy test 

¤ So instead of telling him, you decided to wear a shirt that would read out “Your going to be a father”

¤ Because whats better than the first thing you see after being blind for who knows how long being that your going to be a father 

¤ But that quickly backfires once he’s told that he can’t take off the bandages for three days

¤ And he takes them off at two

¤ And you don’t have the god damn shirt on

¤ And so the water works begin

¤ And so does the confusion and panic

     × “MC why are you crying? Aren’t you happy?”

     × All that be heard is incoherent crying

¤ And once your calm…enough… you explain

     × “It was supposed to be a surprise, the first thing you saw was supposed to be the shirt”

     × “What shirt?”

     × “The one telling you you were gonna be a dad”

¤ And boom the surprise was out.

¤ And holy fuck he was crying

¤ And not out of sadness but out of happiness 

¤ Cause not only did he get to see, he also got the best news of his life

¤ Next thing you know your pulled into a hug

     × “MC thank you, I love you! Thank you so much”

¤ He was supportive as hell

¤ Boy got you as many things as he could

¤ But due to his recent achievement of sight, he couldn’t get you it all

¤ There were certain things, like driving or walking in the night, that just weren’t safe enough for your liking

¤ So you’d ignore your craving until morning

¤ But he always made up for the time needed to get them by going to EVERY SINGLE APPOINTMENT YOU HAD

¤ Still it was helpful to you to have him there

¤ He takes so many pictures of you like there’s no tomorrow.

¤ You and the belly

¤ Everywhere

¤ You both agree a planed C-Section is the best choice, less pain, and less shock and panic than if your water broke

¤ When the day came, you both drove there

¤ He couldn’t stop talking about the unborn yet baby

¤ Once you where brought into the room

     × “Sir, I’m sorry you can’t take that camera into the opertating room”

¤ Someone isn’t getting invited to the next RFA party

¤ The baby was slightly underweight but beautiful none the less.

NCT-127/U Reacts To You Giving Them A Hickey

 Taeil 

Taeil would probably be surprised when he found the mark, more in disbelief about it than angry or anything. I can see him being silently kind of proud of the hickeys, although slightly embarresed at possibly being teased about them, enjoying the reminder of your intrest in him. 

Originally posted by planettaeil

 Taeyong 

Out of all the members, I think Taeyong would be the only one slightly angry about you leaving hickeys on him, knowing its risky and maybe being a bit embarresed at having to explain it to the other members. He’d probably not want to cause any arguments, but would let you know that it was too risky for you to do.

Originally posted by nakamot0

 Johnny 

 I can see Johnny laughing it off with you, knowing it was a risk but also smug that you’d left the marks on him. He’d be nonchalant about it, secretly kind of smug and not make too much of an effort to cover them if they were visible, enjoying subtly showing them off. 

Originally posted by blackgirlslovebts

 Yuta

 I feel like Yuta would be the most into you leaving hickeys on him, so would be proud and a bit cocky when he found them, teasing you for it and how you ‘couldn’t keep yourself off him’ or, jokingly threatening to get revenge - which he probably would.

Originally posted by tystrack

 Doyoung

Another one to be slightly mad, but only playfully - the responsible side of him knowing its a bad idea, but also the young and slightly more carefree side just enjoying the times you had together. I feel like he’d enjoy them to be between you and him, showing them off to you, but asking you to help him cover them up around the others. 

Originally posted by briileechaiyapornkul

 Ten 

He’d also be playfully mad, kind of bashful about it and teasing you for leaving the marks on him. I feel like he’d be smiley and amused, but also shy and jokingly asking why you did that, though wouldn’t really mind overall. 

Originally posted by visualjaehyun

 Jaehyun

 Jaehyun would probably like it, a bit smug and proud, wanting to show them off, but also shy and not wanting to be teased. I can see him pretending to be cool about it and saying he won’t try to cover them up, then getting embarrased as soon as someone teases him for them and then trying to cover them up. 

Originally posted by ilisam-sana

 WinWin

 He’d be super blushy about it and get shy once he found the hickey, asking why you did it or how he should cover it. He probably wouldn’t be mad at you, but would prefer it if you didn’t leave any more marks on him in highly visible areas.

Originally posted by fywinwin

Guided by Starlight.

// Draco x Gryffindor!reader.

Requested: No.

Summary: Y/n is in the house of Gryffindor. She’s been acting differently recently, trying to look for someone to help her, although none of her closest friends (Hermione, Ron and Harry) seem to notice. Rating: Mid-Fluff, for language.

Warnings: Language.

A/n: It’s been a while since I’ve read the books, (I’m working on reading them now) So I’m sorry if it’s inaccurate in some places. Also, this is my first Harry Potter Imagine. Please leave feedback, I’d love to get some! I hope you guys like this, as I’m planning on it continuing into a series.

Title: Guided by Starlight | Part One. //

 

You walk through the halls, keeping your head down as you make your way through the halls.  It isn’t that your scared or shy, or that you didn’t want anyone to notice you either. No, in fact it was quite the opposite. You wanted someone to notice you. Walking with your body drawn into itself, your eyes constantly cast on the floor. You had hoped your sudden change in behavior would be enough to grab the attention of one of your friends, but not even Hermione seemed to notice. It was about midday; all the classes of the day had been over long ago. Classes had ended early as a Quidditch game was taking place. Currently everyone was at the match, with the exception of you.

As you make your way out the door and into the yard, your heart seems to sink even more. I wasn’t clear what had been causing this, but a cloud of melancholy had settled over you in the past week. You sit underneath a tree, laying back against its trunk and staring up at the blue sky. Yu pick up your wand and fiddle with it for a bit before plucking a daisy from the ground and placing it in front of you.

“Wingardium leviosa.” You murmur, slowly lifting the flower up. However, your concentration is broken quite quickly when a parade of Gryffindors run towards you; Harry at the front, followed by Ron and Hermione.

“Y/n! There you are, we’ve been looking everywhere for you!” You sigh and stand up, dropping your books into your bag and slinging it over your shoulder.

“Oh really?” You ask, raising your eyebrows. Hermione shoots you a puzzled look but before she can say anything Ron nods enthusiastically.

“Yep! Oh, and guess what?”

“Hm?”

“Gryffindor won the Quidditch game. All thanks to Harry,” he pats his friends shoulder, and the other house mates cheer.  Harry scratches his head and shrugs.

I didn’t do much, actually…it was really a team effort.”

“Oh, don’t be so bloody modest!” Everyone’s cheeriness seems to die down instantly as Draco walks into view.

Potter,” he hisses, glancing at you briefly. “Talking to your girlfriend, are you?”

“She’s not my girlfriend, Malfoy. What do you want?” Harry’s voice has the same amount of venom as Draco’s, and you realize this is only going to turn into a fight.

“It’s not worth it, Harry.” You murmur, casting a stern look at Draco. You meet Harry’s gaze shortly after. Harry sighs, not looking at Draco as a laugh escapes his lips.

“She’s right, Harry.” Hermione chimes in, glancing over at you. “C’mon y/n, we were about to go to the dining hall.” At this point your classmates have started to walk off, and Draco seems to have become uninterested with Harry. Although he was still nearby, he didn’t seem to be looking for trouble anymore. You shake your head as you give a rather forced smile to your friends.

“I don’t really feel like eating,” you mutter, trying to keep our voice low so that only Hermione can hear. Out of the corner of your eyes you see Draco glance over slightly. “I don’t feel well, I think I’m going to study a bit more and then head up to the common room.” Hermione reaches out and places her hand on your arm.

“Are you sure?”

“Oh, come on Hermione, let’s just go. Ron says, bouncing impatiently as he grabs Harry’s arm and begins to drag him away Hermione turns and then glances back at you.

“Are you going to be okay?”

“Yeah. I think I’m just stressing about the Herbology final.” Hermione’s face lights up slightly.

“Oh, well don’t be worried. You’ll be fine.” With that she turns away and jogs slightly to catch up with Ron and Harry. You wait until they’ve walked through the doors to rush in the opposite direction, too busy trying to keep tears from springing to your eyes to notice Draco still staring at you.

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You don’t know quite how long you’ve been laying under the tree, staring up at the sky. All you know is the stars have slowly begun to come out, littering the dark night sky like little specks of paint. Your heart thumps softly in your chest as you inhale deeply, enjoying the scent of the soft dew on the grass; mixing with the cool, crisp night air. Slowly and subtly, an unfamiliar scent wafts towards you, flooding your senses. You sit up slowly and squint, looking around in an attempt to identify where the scent is coming from. You can hear the faint but sure sounds of footsteps and your heart plummets into your stomach.

“He-hello?” You whisper, trying to identify who the footsteps belonged to. If it was a teacher, you were sure you were about to be in a lot of trouble. It was surely past lights-out. It was one thing to be caught in the school after curfew, but to be outside-

A loud crack startles you and you reach for your wand. “Lumos,” you whisper. The tip of your wand bursts with light, temporarily blinding you as your eyes adjust to the brightness. You look up from your spot on the ground.

“M-malfoy?” You curse yourself for the nerves in your voice. He looks down at you, his chest heaving heavily a she breathes loudly. He plops down on the ground next to you, laying against the tree as a look of mild disgust mates his features.

“The grass is wet, why is it wet? And please, put out that bloody light, be quieter, unless you want to get caught.” You blush fiercely and whisper under your breath:

“Nox.” The light goes out, leaving your eyes to once again adjust to the dark. You gingerly lean against the tree, highly away of his arm brushing up against yours. “What are you doing here Malfoy?”

“I know about your family, y/l/n.” He breaths, picking at the grass. “I know…” His voice trails off as he adverts his attention to the sky.

“How in the bloody hell do you know?” You hiss, drawing your arm closer to yourself.

“I heard my father talking about it,” he replies, finally glancing over at you. “My father knows your mum. They were friends back when he was a student here.” Draco pauses, as if he’s not sure he should go on.

“So?” You coax, turning your full attention to him.

“Well, he brought it up and my mum, she…” He pauses again, furrowing his eyebrows. “She said…” A sigh slips past his lips and he turns his gaze to you again. “Is it true?” He asks.

“Is what true?”

“Are they really,” he shifts, as if the conversation is making him uncomfortable. “Your father, that is. Is he really…” Draco sighs again and covers his face with his hands. “Is he leaving?”

Your eyes widen suddenly. There it was. Someone, someone had noticed. “I-well, why would you want to know?” You hiss angrily, narrowing your eyes at him. He drops his hands to his side as his eyes instantly go aflame.

“Don’t.” He growls, reaching out and grabbing your hand.

“We used to be friends- used to. When we were like, eight.” You glare at him slightly. “I’d like to remind you that you were the one who was too good to be seen around me. I didn’t get into Slytherin, you did. I wasn’t good enough to be your fri-”

“Stop saying that!” Draco shouts, his voice echoing in the night. “It’s not- I didn’t-…” He closes his eyes and returns his attention to the stars. “I was stupid,” he mumbles. “The both of us- we were Purebloods. Your family…my family…we came from Slytherins…” He swallows thickly. “We were together. You and I, we were close. Because of our families, we were close…I thought…” He shakes his head, abandoning his thought. “Is that what you want to hear?” He asks, his voice barely audible. When you don’t answer, a soft whimper sounds in the back of his throat. “I’ve known for a while something was wrong with you. You didn’t seem as happy. You weren’t you. You should know that none of what’s happening is your fault, y/l/n.”

Your mind seems to shut down at the words that you hear. You close your eyes.

“But…it is my fault. You may know what’s going on- but you don’t know why.” Draco stares at you as you clench your hand around a clump of grass, ripping most of it from the ground. He reaches out slowly and carefully, watching for your reaction as he puts his arm around you. You collapse forward, burying your face in his chest as you shake with silent sobs. “H-he’s leaving, because of me. He wanted to leave right when I got into Hogwarts- because I wasn’t a Slytherin. He wants to leave because I let him down!”

“Then why didn’t he leave earlier?” Draco asks softly, his hand moving up and down your back in a soothing manner.

“I-I don’t know…” You mumble. He sighs, pulling you closer to him and shifting so he sits leaning against the middle of the tree’s base.

“It sounds to me like your father is looking for someone to blame.” He whispers. “Otherwise he would’ve left right when you were sorted- right? Even so, it doesn’t matter. If that bloody git is going to leave because of the house you’re sorted into, he doesn’t deserve your mum and you.” You pull back slightly, wiping your eyes as you stare up at him.

“Malfoy…”

“Please…call me Draco, y/l/n.”

“Only if you call me y/n.” You joke half-heartedly. He stares at you for a few seconds, his expression blank. Then, out of nowhere, his face breaks out into a smile; his eyes twinkle, and he laughs softly. You can feel his laugh vibrating through his chest as you pull away, leaning back against the tree. Although Draco’s arm is no longer around you, he stays close to you.

“The stars sure are beautiful.” You murmur, staring up at the twinkling sky. Draco smiles softly and nods, although he isn’t looking at the sky.

His gaze is fixed on you as he whispers,

“Something so bright can guide you out of the darkness.”

Frankenstein

Just a quick little thing I wrote this morning.

Warnings-none

Word count- 533

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You lay back on your couch rubbing your temples. Your head had been pounding all day. Ever since Jerome was murdered you’ve been having massive headaches. You don’t know why, you would go to a doctor but you have a criminal background. As the pounding continued you’re thoughts drifted off to your lover. He was killed right in front of you, you tried to help him but Jim Gordon forced you into handcuffs. You stayed at the GCPD that day for massive amounts of questioning. When realizing that they would get nothing of value from you they threw you into Arkham.


You had been there for two months before you were deemed ‘sane’ and let go. After that you found yourself a small but nice apartment in the outskirts of the city. A lot of landlords were skeptical to let a known criminal live on their property but one had given you the chance. Now here you are 4 months later still mourning the death of Jerome Valeska. You had met in Arkham and clicked right away. After you were broken out you went on your first date. You were a perfect duo and knew it. You lived happy lives until that night at the gala. Now you live a life of sadness and misery. You would have dreams- no nightmares about his death. For awhile you were in denial, you refused to believe he was dead. You had ended up in a club that worshiped him. Once they realized you were there they treated you like royalty.

The pounding got worse until you realized it wasn’t in your head, but at the door. You closed your eyes thinking they would give up soon and leave.

“GCPD open up!” They shouted. You jump up and run to the door, you fling the door open.

“I didn’t kill anyone I swear!” You say defensively. The police officer has his head down with his hat covering his face.

“Well isn’t that unfortunate.” He laughs, that laugh, the laugh you fell in love with.

“J-Jerome?” You whisper.

“Yes Dollface?” He looks up with a wide smile, wider than previously. Actually he has stitches running across his forehead and scars around his eyes, and that smile, that stretched out smile. He was beautiful, your eyes started welling up with salty tears.

“You gonna hug me or not gorgeous?” Jerome opens his arms and you run into them. He squeezes you tightly and kisses the top of your head. You pull away and look up at him.

“Y-you? How? Y-” You can’t make the words come out of your mouth.

“Nothing you need to worry about beautiful. Now let me see what I’ve been missing.” He growls, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder you give a loud giggle and smack his butt. He squeezes your thighs and starts walking down the hall. But soon comes to a stop.

“Uh Doll? Where’s your room?” He asks.

“Last door on the left Frankenstein’s monster.” You laugh, he gets to the door in no time.

“Oh you are going to regret that baby doll.” He says with a low chuckle before opening your door and carrying you in.

jackrhackam  asked:

so that whole miranda+window post is a heartbreak in a cup bUT when i read your tag about miranda and thomas gossiping about their affairs i just smiled so big please elaborate on that if you want to because that's the cutest idea omg

OH BOY DO I EVER WANT TO - but first things first, I cannot take credit for the idea! I believe I first accepted this image into my heart ‘n soul after reading this tremendously nsfw and most excellent fic by azarias. (basic plot is that Miranda tells Thomas all about her, ah, encounter with James in the carriage and they both get off it’s amazing would highly recommend)

just. this is my ideal dynamic for them. married best friends checkin’ out guys together. like just imagine: they’re at some Society Gathering, and Thomas pulls Miranda aside and points out some young noble with sharp brown eyes who looks very good in that blue coat and tells her like “Miranda he and I just had a wonderfully lively conversation about de Cervantes and he’s an avid fencer with arms to prove it you should definitely seduce him”. Or Miranda pulls him aside to whisper that she’s heard that lord so-and-so of such-and-such over there shares his inclinations so perhaps they ought to have a chat? 

picture Thomas waiting up for Miranda after some tryst, like he’s sitting there reading, then he looks up when he hears her come in, and he smiles and puts his book down and asks “so how was it?” and she grins and grins and runs over and plops down next to him and gushes about how romantic he was, Thomas, and oh, his hands, or she mentions how nervous he was, because wouldn’t her husband notice her absence? and they both laugh and laugh and Thomas kisses her forehead. similarly, imagine Thomas coming home late after some Very Innocent Meeting with lord so-and-so of such-and-such, and Miranda asks “So, was I right?” all eager, and Thomas just grins coyly, so she gasps and says “I was, wasn’t I? Tell me everything.” so he laughs and tells her all about how it took him so bloody long to get the hint (”I brought up The Symposium three times, Miranda”) but once he did –

and James. James. oh my god when James enters the picture. they would both be so excited. the second they’re alone after James leaves that first time Miranda would just be like “so, we’re keeping him, right?” “I certainly hope so.” and they’d Appreciate his hair and his uniform and his everything. (“Miranda I made him laugh today” “oh my god go on”) and listen. we know Thomas knew they slept together. there is no way she did not hook her best friend up with those details. (”When he kissed me, I expected he’d be shy, but then he used his teeth” “Oh my god” “I thought I would die - and he’s covered from head to toe in those freckles” “Oh my god” ) and oh god when Thomas began to properly fall in love with/pine for James, Miranda would Be There. like whatever the 1700s equivalent of arriving on the scene with ben & jerry’s in hand is. she’d have his back. and ahhhhhhhhh once Thomas and James got together, Thomas would be so happy and Miranda would be so happy for him because they’re best friends and this is what they do and neither of them would trade it for the world.

Hi, Momma (Part 3)

(Series Masterlist)

Summary: You and Chuck organize a family reunion. You have a talk with Castiel about a certain Winchester.. 
Pairing: Chuck x Reader, Hit of Destiel
Other Characters: Sam Winchester, Gabriel, Raphael, Lucifer, Michael, Gadreel, Samandriel.
Word counting: 1.7k
Warnings: Personal headcanon that the archangels were kids once and could sleep if they wanted to. I also brought some angels back, ‘cause I can.  Castiel is asexual, but not aromantic. Family fluff.

Originally posted by lucifersagents

“Look.” You leaned down to your three sons, so they could see the small archangel in your arms. “This is your brother.”

Michael and Lucifer tilted their heads and Raphael stood on his toes to look at him properly.

“His wings are yellow.” He pointed, frowning.

“Golden.” You corrected him. “Gabriel has golden wings.”

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anonymous asked:

msr 2,3, and 31 please

2. “Get under the covers.”
3. “You look cold.”
31. “Please don’t leave me.

This is post-Brand X


Even though she tried to act tough most of the time, Mulder knew that Scully was actually a pushover when he played his cards right.  If he had a dollar for every time he heard, “Mulder, no,” before she went ahead and followed through with whatever she objected to, he could probably retire.  All things considered, it was still more difficult than it usually was to persuade her to spring him from his latest stint in the hospital.

“You gotta get me outta here,” he rasped.

“Stop talking.”

“Please, Scully.”

“Mulder, no.”

“I can’t stay here.  The food is bad and it smells like bandages.  Besides, I think the night nurse has her eye on me and I’m afraid she might try to sneak a peek under my gown while I’m asleep.”

“Mulder…”  Her face was pained, but he could tell she was already softening.  “You need someone who can care for you.  Your lungs are still weak.  Overexertion, even by accident, could cause a collapse or even worse, we have no idea what those beatles did to you.  You need to heal.”

“Who better to heal me than you?”

“A hospital.  This hospital.  With doctors and nurses and equipment and-”

“You’re a doctor.  If anything happens, you’ll know what to do.”

“I may not.”

“And I trust you not to overexert me,” he added with a wink and a smile.  “Until you deem it safe.”

She sighed and he knew he had her.  Hours later, that’s why he found himself all snug and secure, shirtless and content on top of Scully’s bed as she shifted a stethoscope over his chest to listen to his lungs.

“All good?” Mulder asked.

“Shhhh,” she said.  “Take a deep breath.”

He did as she asked and stayed quiet as she listened to his chest.  After awhile, she pulled the headpiece away from her ears and coiled the stethoscope on top of her nightstand.  Her hand rested lightly on top of his chest where she’d just been listening.

“Get under the covers,” she said.

“Why?”

“You need to stay warm.”

“I think this is working well enough,” he said, covering her hand where it rested against him and stroking her wrist with his fingertips.

A pink blush tinted the apples of Scully’s cheeks and she slowly slipped her hand out from under his as she stood.  She tugged at the bedclothes under Mulder and he rolled himself up to sit on the edge of the bed.  He would have to admit that the movement did make his chest burn a little and shortened his breath.  He lay back down and then let Scully tuck him in.

“You’re not leaving, are you?” he asked.  “Please don’t leave me.”

“Does your chest hurt?”  Instantly concerned, she sat back down on the side of the bed and pulled the covers back to touch his chest and then feel his forehead.

“If I said yes, would you stay?”

“Don’t scare me like that.”

“You look cold.”

“I look cold?”  She raised her brow at him.

“Plenty of room in this big bed of yours if you want to join me.”

“Will you stay quiet if I do?”

He nodded to prove he could.  She sighed and kicked her shoes off and then moved to the other side of the bed to slide in beside him.  He grinned and opened his arm to her so she could rest her head on his shoulder.  She brushed her palm across his chest and then splayed her fingers over his heart.

“You know,” he said.  “It was only less than a week ago that-”

“Shhhh,” she interrupted.  “You promised.”

“I just wanted to point out, lying here like this-”

“I can literally feel you thinking overexerting thoughts,” she said, flexing her fingers against his chest.  “Put it out of your mind.  You need to get well.”

“Five days, eight hours, twen-”

“Shhhh.”

Mulder trailed a finger up and down Scully’s spine under her thin sweater and then played with the ends of her her at her nape.  She breathed deeply and shifted against him.

“I can’t help thinking overexerting thoughts,” he said.  “It’s like asking someone not to think of a pink elephant.”

“Then, think of a pink elephant,” she said.

“You’re thinking about it too, aren’t you?”

“About a pink elephant?”

“Five days, eight hours-”

“Shhhh.”

Mulder put his hand over Scully’s to keep it against his chest and stopped talking.  He breathed quietly and evenly, trying not to let any overexerting thoughts get in the way of his healing.

The End

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Carry On: The Musical
A fan musical of the book Carry On by Rainbow Rowell using songs from many musicals (and a few non-musical songs). Each song is annotated with a quote or reference to the book to demonstrate where in the book the song is taking place. Sadly, the annotations are not available on mobile. :( (Please suggest any songs and/or quotes you feel need to be added!) Incredible cover art by ddoale.tumblr.com ! Go check out their blog; their art is fantastic and they are a really cool person!! (And so talented!!! Like holy s m o k e s)

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A fan musical of the book Carry On by Rainbow Rowell using songs from many musicals (and a few non-musical songs). Each song is annotated with a quote or reference to the book to demonstrate where in the book the song is taking place. Sadly, the annotations are not available on mobile. :( (Please suggest any songs and/or quotes you feel need to be added!) Incredible cover art by @ddoale ! Go check out their blog; their art is fantastic and they are a really cool person!! (And so talented!!! Like holy s m o k e s)

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Finders Keepers  (Raphael x Reader)

You had to admit that this was the weirdest thing you’d ever dragged home. Normally you collected little thing off the ground to create new things and fix old things. This time you had a large tarp meant for taking in old furniture, what you had was no chair though. A turtle. A GIANT TURTLE. Like twice the size of you giant. Clad in a red mask complete with scars, tattoo’s and a pair of fork like weapons. Every so often it’d move and grunt, it startled you but then again you lived in New York so you have seen a lot worse. Pulling him into the elevator of your apartment you had already assumed that this wouldn’t be a easy task, just him waking up would probably be enough noise for the neighbors to think you were being attacked. 

Though I didn’t feel like leaving the poor guy on the streets, today was supposed to be hot and the sun was just coming up. Looking at your door you looked down at the turtle man again, would he fit through? Can you fit him sideways? Did you even want to try? Nope. He fit. Sort of.

 Knowing full well he wouldn’t fit on your little couch you pulled the blankets from the closet and covered him up, slipping a pillow under his head. You had first aid training, not much but enough to fix the turtle man up to the extent that he needed. Though an hour had past and the turtle man woke up with a BOOM. Jumping up to full height and smacked his head right into your ceiling light. Clutching his head and letting out a moan of pain, you started to laugh and you laughed hard.

 “It ain’t that funny ya know, what the shell is that made of?!”

 “Sorry, uh…?”

 “Raphael”

 Walking up to Raphael you patted him on the arm, while passing him a bottled water,

 “My names y/n, so no offence but you do know your a turtle right?”

 “Nah never thought that, just figured it’s normal to have a shell”

 “Just wondering, so um I doubt you really want to leave since the suns up and people don’t take kindly to you know…” 

“Turtles? How come you ain’t scared of me?”

 “To be honest I’ve seen worse, actually I think your a tad interesting. You’re welcome to stay by the way I’ve got pizza”

 “*chuckles* I think we’ll get along”

Originally posted by galesleg

BTS reaction: Finding out that you left hickeys on their neck

A/N - might mention some slightly NSFW things so don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with stuff like that.


Jin:

Originally posted by xingorjin

Jin would scream in horror as soon as he notices the giant purple hickey on his neck while he’s brushing his teeth. He would storm out of the bathroom and give you an angry look.

“Y/N! HOW CAN YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO MY BEAUTIFUL NECK! It’s so ugly! Now come here and help me cover it!”


Yoongi:

Originally posted by leojuseyo

When Yoongi sees the hickey while he’s taking a shower he would smirk to himself and possibly get a little turned on from the thought of you biting his neck. After he is done with his shower he would come back into the bedroom and ask you if you want to go for round 2.

“Hey Jagi. So I noticed that you left a little something on my neck last night…Wanna leave some more?”


Jhope:

Originally posted by park-jimizzle

When Jhope sees the hickey you left on him the night before he would pretend to be mad about it just to mess with you. But the moment you start apologizing and saying that you would try to be more careful next time he would start laughing and tell you that he is not actually mad but you should really be more cautious next time. 

“It’s okay sweetheart I’m not actually mad. I just made you so excited you weren’t able to contain yourself.” *winks and starts laughing even harder*


Namjoon:

Originally posted by baebsaes

Namjoon would love it! He would love it so much he wouldn’t even try to cover it. When he sees you after finding out about the hickey he would give you a kiss and whisper in your ear  that next time it’s going to be his turn to leave his mark on you.

“Thanks baby, but next time it’s my turn…”


Jimin:

Originally posted by lonastic

Jimin would be a little upset when he sees it but wouldn’t say anything, because he doesn’t want to upset you or make you feel bad.

“It’s okay jagi. Just, please be more careful next time….”


Taehyung:

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Kind of like Namjoon, Taehyung would really like it and probably wouldn’t try to cover it very much. But he would still be a little worried of what other people would think so he would take a scarf with him just in case.

“I actually really like it, but next time try to leave one where people can’t see it.”


Jungkook:

Originally posted by nnochu

Jungkook would be a little shocked when he first sees it but he wouldn’t try to cover it, he would do just the opposite actually. He would try to show it off so everyone else can see that he’s not a kid anymore.

“Oh that? It’s just a hickey.” *pretends to be cool on the outside but on the inside he’s like “See! I’m not a fucking child anymore!”*

kookieloverfan  asked:

Do you think you could do a fic where Jungkook,Suga,Jimin or V are vampires and they love you and the other members are also vampires? Or angels With some fluff and angst ? Or zombie apocalypse (I really like those kind of fics)Thanks if you do, love your fics

What’s Your Name Beautiful? - BTS Vampire Imagine (ANGST + HORROR)

Y/N had noticed Taehyung pulling away in the last couple of weeks. It wasn’t like they were a couple, she told herself. She didn’t expect him to spend every waking moment with her but she did expect that as her best friend, he would want to spend some time with her. Just last night she had called him out to go see the new Marvel movie they had been excited about for the last year or so. Y/N did not expect such a dry response to her giddy call when Taehyung answered the phone. “I’m busy with the guys. I can’t.” He had said. Those “guys”. Y/N had grown to loathe those “guys”. Ever since Taehyung had joined that stupid indie-band, he had been devoting all of his time to completing his initiation. What kind of band needs an initiation? She hadn’t even heard of this band before Taehyung said he ran into a member at a club around three weeks ago. Jimi? Jime? Something ridiculous like that. Y/N figured she would give another go at keeping her friendship with Taehyung alive so she would go and pay him a well needed visit. All pettiness aside, she was worried about him. The last time she had seen him, he was in a furious rush. His eyes had the darkest circles she had ever seen and the whites of eyes had spots of red. She wondered if maybe that stupid band was forcing him to do things he didn’t want to do. Maybe drugs, she thought. But Y/N had pushed that thought away so many times; not Taehyung. Not her goofy best friend who got drunk off a shot and watched video-game plays on youtube and anime almost every Friday night. Y/N had texted Taehyung she was coming but like the countless other texts she had sent the past week, he hadn’t replied.

Y/N knocked on Taehyung’s door bearing the gifts of his favourite pick-me ups; Japchae, cinnamon buns and a couple of Hayao Miyazaki movies. There was no answer. Y/N knocked on the door a couple more times but there was still no answer. Eventually, after a minute or so, Taehyung did come to the door. He cracked the door open a bit and looked through. Y/N almost gasped out loud at seeing him. His face was sunken, his eyes were wider than she’s ever seen and his skin looked so clammy she couldn’t believe it was still skin. “Taehyung..” she whispered in utter shock. He didn’t look human. He looked almost Golem.

Taehyung rolled his large eyes, “What do you want Y/N?”  he snapped, his voice was thick and deeper than she’d ever heard but she wasn’t scared of him, she was scared for him. “Taehyung, what is happening. You need to see a doctor.”  Taehyung laughed a deep, throaty, cruel laugh. “If you came here to tell me that, you can go.”

Taehyung was about close the door but Y/N threw her body between it. “No! Tae, I’m not leaving untill you talk to me. Is it that stupid band? Are they forcing you to take drugs?” Taehyung’s evil laughter interrupted Y/N again. “You know, I can’t believe I never realized how stupid you are. Just go. I’m fine.” Taehyung roughly pushes Y/N out of the doorway and slammed the door.

“Taehyung open this fucking door!” Y/N yelled, banging on the door with her fists. “I just want to help you. Taehyung please.” After a minutes of no response, Y/N’s hands fell to her sides, the pick-me-ups disregarded on the floor. She clambered down the hallway, out of touch with her entire world. She just couldn’t understand how far gone Tae had gotten in such a short period of time. She sat outside on the curb of his building, her heart aching when she remembered how fragile Taehyung had looked. Y/N didn’t know what to do, or what she could do. And then she saw him. Taehyung stalked out of his house and down the street in dark black hoodie. She knew that she couldn’t just let him go. So she followed him.

Y/N tried to be inconspicuous, following Taehyung down the busy streets of downtown. The sun was starting to set and Y/N noticed that they were reaching the lower parts of town. There were more clubs and more bars and Y/N knew that this place was no longer familiar to her. She tried to focus on Taehyung who was feet and feet away from her but still in sight. She ignored the jeers from men sitting on bar patio, calling her over for drinks. She picked up the pace when she saw Taehyung turn the corner down an alley she would have never thought existed. When she reached the alley moments later, she was startled to find Taehyung nowhere. The alley was home to nothing except a small set of stairs leading into the ground. Y/N approached the stairs wearily. The stairs were made entirely of grey brick, except for the black door with a lit window. Y/N looked around and saw that there was no one in this alley. She took a deep breath and went down the stairs, holding onto the wet railing from the day’s rain. She reached the door and looked into the crack between the curtain and saw a velvet painted room, lit entirely by black candles. Around the room, were seven boys, one of them being Taehyung. 

The other six made Y/N’s breath hitch. They were the most mesmerizing creatures she had ever seen. She couldn’t take her eyes off any of them as she flickered between each of their sharp features and toned figures. Some laid on the velvet couches, others against the wall. Eventually she tore her eyes away to find Taehyung kneeling in the center of the room. The tall one with a slim figure stood behind him and the others watched as if there was about to be a show. She saw one of the younger looking ones laugh. The tall, slim one moved his nail and dragged it across Taehyung’s neck drawing blood, and then he put his hands on Tae’s skull and snapped his head back. Y/N  didn’t realize what she was doing when what happened happened next. It was as if her body was acting on its own. She threw the door open and raced into the room, all the while screaming at the top of her lungs. She got to Taehyung, his neck half separated from his body, spewing out this terrible mixture that looked like thick, blackish blood. She knelt beside him, her limbs shaking uncontrollably.

She couldn’t hear anything of what the beautiful boys were saying. Not until the younger one who had laughed earlier knelt down beside her and lifted her chin to his eyes and said, “I would ask you to leave but I think it’s already too late for that.” Y/N’s heart dropped further when she saw that his face was no longer beautiful but instead covered in black veins that led from his red eyes. His tongue swept across his fangs as she shuffled away only to back up into the feet of yet another beautiful boy who had now turned into a monster. “Joonie, can we keep her?” she heard him say. She looked around her and realized that she was surrounded by six hungry vampires. The younger one grabbed her by her ankle and pulled her back to him effortlessly. “What’s your name beautiful?”

A/N

Hello! So this was mad fun to write! I love supernatural stuff aha. Thanks so much for requesting!!! I really hope you liked it, I will hopefully do a part 2 soon if you did. (Also, I didn’t decide who the younger vampire is yet so let me know: Jimin or Jungkook or maybe even Suga?) Thanks for reading, liking and supporting. Saranghaeo <3

~Armygirl

makeshift chemistry. (m)

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut + College!Yoongi

Word Count: 6,740 

Description: Fleeting lust was all you’d ever known, nothing serious or long lasting, just a temporary fix to satisfy your needs. That is until you meet Min Yoongi who is determined to put an end to your binge of makeshift relationships.

Makeshift: to be temporary; sufficient for the time being

Originally posted by chan-lay

“What do you mean you don’t wanna see me anymore!?”

He was staring at you from across the table, a shocked look covering his face, like you’d just told him the world was going to end.

“It means I don’t want to see you anymore…” You say it as if it’s the most obvious thing ever, which leaves him baffled.

“How could you do this so suddenly like—”

You would let him finish, but honestly you knew where he was heading with this, and you just wanted to cut his dramatics short.

“Listen Minjae, we went out on one date, and hooked up right after, and if I’m being honest I never expected to see you again after that, but then out of nowhere you corner me while I was just trying to enjoy a simple cup of coffee before class, talking about how I haven’t answered your texts. This was just something to satisfy both of our needs, but I guess you wanted something more, and I’m sorry I didn’t know that.”

You stood up from your seat, watching his face morph into a look of pity. You grabbed your coffee, and stopped next to his chair, where you placed a hand on his shoulder.

“I promise one day you’ll find someone who appreciates your sweet loving making techniques a lot more than I did.”

You give him a gentle squeeze before walking away, as you left him to soak in the backhanded compliment you’d just given him. His soft and sweet approach to having sex just didn’t do it for you, and even if it had, it was still always just going to be temporary; because that’s what all your relationships ever were.

A simple lust-filled fix, that’s all you ever wanted. There didn’t have to be strings, or commitment involved, not to say that you were opposed to that sort of thing, it’s just that no one’s ever been able to keep your interest for very long. It always started out nice sure, but then after the second or third time of being with the person you’re kind of just… over it. You knew how awful that sounded, but it was just how you were when it came to relationships.

It was all just makeshift chemistry in your mind.

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COLD SHOULDER | Seb x Reader (Request)

Originally posted by buckysclique

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@lelewright1234 asked “can you do me a request It’s when Sebastian cheat on the reader and she finds out so she gives him the silence treatment to teach him a lesson. So he then treat her like a princess until he is forgiven from her. Thank you”

I tweaked it a little but I hope you still enjoy!


You danced around in your trailer to music playing. The sound of bacon sizzling in the pan next to you was intoxicating as you felt the hunger in your stomach bubble. You checked on the eggs, making sure not to cook them too long. Three raps on your door startled you. “Come in,” you shouted from your position in the kitchen.

“Good morning beautiful,” you heard your cast mate behind you. “What are you cooking me for breakfast?” He snuck up behind you, putting a hand on your lower back. You rolled your eyes, sliding your breakfast onto the plate in front of you.

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