idk i just love her face and her hair and basically i just love her

THE STYDIA KISS (and hug)- an Extra™ frame by frame analysis

ok so we start out with this shit. even before this frame, dude is staring at them Martin lips like he’s in the middle of the desert and they’re the only water for miles. Then we get here and they both go in OPEN goddamn MOUTH for this kiss. she is PUCKERED for him. She was puckered ten feet ago, she was puckered when she walked in the damn door, hell, she was puckered 3 months ago. She got her tongue fucking ready to dock at Port Stilinski Lips.

She comes in fucking Little Caesar’s Hot ‘N Ready with the hands on the neck. goddamn. And they are PRESSED into each other. If they were kissing any deeper they would swallow each other. Which now, come to think of it, might have been their goal.

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anonymous asked:

H-hi if it's not t-too much to ask can I have the RFA + saeran and v reacting to an MC crying and calling herself fat because she can't fit into her jeans anymore because of her huge belly bump? Cause ya know hormones? Thx bb ^^

I might add Saeran and V later to this but after writing the RFA I’m wiped out haha! I wasn’t quite sure what kind of belly bump you meant? Like pregnancy or period bloating or regular bloating or stress induced weight-gain idk any number of reasons our bodies do weird shit to absolutely ruin our days so I didn’t specify lol hope that’s alright!~


◉ Yoosung 

  • He’s super flustered at first because he doesn’t really know how to react???
  • Knee-jerk reaction is to run for advice from his mom or sister 
  • Has his phone in his hand ready to dial, but he also doesn’t want to leave you alone 
  • So he shoves it back in his pants pocket  
  • Brings you tissues and sits next to you 
  • Rubs your back 
  • He just stays really quiet but is there for you and lets you cry it out 
  • Pulls your head into his chest a bit 
  • If you call yourself fat his brows are knitting together in that classic Yoosung Angry Face™ and he will scold you immediately 
    • Stop it. Don’t talk about the person I love like that. Not only does it hurt you…but it hurts me, too. You’re perfect any way you are. And that’s that.” 

◉ Jumin 

  • He easily keeps a cool head as soon as you burst into tears
  • But he holds your hand
    • Shh, calm yourself… Stop crying and then explain to me what the problem is.”
  • Once you explain to him about your pants, a small smile creeps on to his face 
  • Although he thinks its absolutely ridiculous, it’s still cute that you’re worried about something so trivial 
    • “Is that all?”he gingerly sweeps the hair from your face with a light chuckle. “It’s just pants. If it means that much to you, I’ll have them re-tailored. I’ll buy you a whole closet full of brand new pants that fit you perfectly, if that’s what you want.”
    • “It’s…not about the pants, Jumin.”
  • He’s a bit confused until you explain to him how you feel about your weight 
  • He kisses the hand he is holding before making you look in his eyes 
    • I don’t see that at all,” he says seriously. “Your appearance doesn’t concern me. I love everything about you. Now, and forever.” 

◉ Zen 

  • When he stumbled upon you crying, his mouth dropped 
  • *makes that little ???? sound like his confused emoji in the chat room*
  • Tries to…distract himself…from the fact that your pants are just barely over your thighs 
  • Cups your face in his hands and kisses you 
  • That’s basically a cure for anything in Zens eyes 
    • “Why are you crying?” he asks quietly when he sits down on the bed next to you 
  • It makes sense once you explain it to him 
  • He works with actresses and actors who are constantly worried about their appearance and weight 
  • And even he has to keep an eye on himself 
  • But it hit a particularly painful part of him to see the person he cherishes most crying over something like that 
    • “Screw these pants, then!” 
  • Zen rips them off of you and throws them out of the room 
  • Gets down on a knee in front of you as you sit on the edge of the bed, placing a hand to either side of your hips 
    • “That pair of pants doesn’t mean a damn thing. I know. I could take you out to a store right now and you’d be a different ‘size’ in every designer. I see people all the time, killing themselves over a dumb number on a tag. I love everything about you, and it has nothing to do with you being able to button those jeans.”

◉ Jaehee 

  • She could kind of relate 
  • However, it was hard for her to form words enough to comfort you when she saw you crying 
  • For a minute or so she just kinds stood there in the doorway, stoically watching you stare at the jeans 
    • “Ugly.” she finally spoke 
    • “What?” you looked up with a sniffle 
    • “Those jeans. They’re hideous,” she said matter of factly 
  • The random outburst made you actually laugh a bit
    • “Brunt as usual,” you smiled 
    • “In fact,” she leaned against the door frame, “I was hoping in the next day or so that I could toss them in the trash while you were at work and maybe you wouldn’t notice”
  • You both began to giggle quietly, and she smiled as you wiped your tears 
  • Glad she could say anything to ease your discomfort and remind you how much she doesn’t care about your jeans or looks 
    • “Well, what are you just sitting there for? Let’s go get some new clothes that actually flatter your beautiful frame. I’ll drive.” 

◉ Saeyoung 

  • This was surprising
    • Wha-?! What happened?!” 
  • He was walking in the hallway eating chips when he heard muffled cries from the bedroom 
  • He immediately took to your side 
  • For a while he just let you cry while he sat close 
  • He wanted badly to pull you in to him but he didn’t think that it was the right time 
  • He nodded and listened to you between sobs 
  • But when you called yourself fat he felt a stab in his heart 
  • You noticed a somber look on his face 
    • “Honestly…I’ve been having the same problem with myself…” he said sadly 
    • “W-what? Really? But…” you wiped your eyes to look at him 
    • “Ya,” he admitted. “I never cared about how much honey buddha chips I ate, but when I couldn’t fit into my pants the other day, I…”
    • “Hey!” you grabbed his hand, “how could you…I love you! You’re so perfect and-”
  • Saeyoung looked up with a cheeky grin 
    • “Hah!” he poked your cheek. “See? You love me enough either way. Well, it’s the same for you. Do you see now?” 
  • You slapped his arm lightly for messing with you but you couldn’t help but smile at the realization 
    • “No matter how big, small, old or wrinkly we get,” he continued after giving you a quick innocent kiss, “we are stuck with each other, okay?” he smiled 

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Don’t Say Anything (part 9)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

A/N: I think this fic is coming to an enddddddd. Also how have you been? Are you well rested? How was your day? How’s school going? How’s your job? I care about you guys, man.


Steve breathed in, opening his eyes and looking at his - very stupid - best friend. He tried very calmly to process all of the information Bucky had just thrown at him all at once.

“So let me get this straight,” he spoke in a soft tone. “You’re dating Natasha at the moment.” Bucky nods. “And all of a sudden you like Y/N?”

Bucky let out a deep sigh. “When you say it like that, it sounds bad. ‘All of a sudden’.” he mocked.

“I’m just trying to understand how one minute you’re happy with Nat and the next you want to be with Y/N.”

“It wasn’t like that.” Steve gave his friend a confused look, causing the brunette to continue. “I think it was a long time coming. At one point in time I had a small crush on Y/N but never did anything about it. I thought she just saw me as her friend so I pushed aside my feelings for her. I didn’t want to lose the friendship I had with her. Then Nat came around and she made me forget about my feelings for Y/N, even if it was only for a few hours.”

“So you’re using Natasha.” Steve stated.

“Don’t say it like that!” Bucky hissed, shoving Steve’s shoulder. “But yeah, I guess I am. I never really got over Y/N. The feelings I have for her just lingered in the back of my mind and I tried my best to distract myself from them.”

“Bucky.” Steve groaned. “Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why string Natasha along all this time! What has she done to deserve this?”

Bucky sighed. “I forced myself to believe that I liked her in that way. She’s a great person and not gonna lie, the make out sessions were amazing. And don’t get me started on the-”

Steve cleared his throat, bringing his best friend back to reality. Bucky muttered an apology and ran his fingers through his hair.

“You have to sort this shit out, Bucky.” he sighed. “What are you gonna do?”

“I have to talk to Nat first, tell her I’m sorry for everything. I hope I didn’t ruin her friendship with Y/N.” the super soldier responds.

“You royally fucked up my friend.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Yeah thanks for reminding me.”

Bucky thinks back to all the times he’s hung out with you. How much he loved watching movies with you because no matter what, your fingers would always find their way to his hair. He loved calling you baby doll, seeing your cheeks tint pink and holding back a grin but ultimately failing at doing so.

There was a reason he always reminded you of how beautiful you looked because to him, you looked beautiful all the time. In his head, he knew no one could take you from him. He knew he couldn’t be replaced and he knew you couldn’t be replaced - by anyone.

So why had he tried replacing you with Natasha?

Too much thinking made his brain hurt and he let out a whimper. “Tell me how bad I’ve messed up again.”

“You’ve messed up so bad, Nat might cut your balls off and hang them on her wall.” Steve wasted no time. It’s like he was waiting for this moment to come because there was absolutely no hesitation. “You’ve messed up so bad that Y/N might reject you because you hurt her best friend.” Bucky huffed. “You’ve messed up so bad that-”

“Alright, alright, I get it you asshole.” Bucky barked, throwing a pillow Steve’s way. It hit his face and fell onto his lap.

“So you choose Y/N?” Steve questioned to confirm.

“Yeah.” he nods. “I hate to say it but Nat was just a distraction.”

“How long was it going on before you told us?”

“A year.”

“Bucky!”

“It wasn’t even serious, Steve!” Bucky held his hands up to protect himself from the pillow being thrown at him. “What we had was a fling. All we would do was talk and fuck. That’s it. We didn’t actually start dating until the night we told all of you. We talked about it a couple of hours before dinner.”

“That doesn’t make it okay!”

“I know, I know.” he stands up. “I have to go find Nat and talk to her.”

But before Bucky could walk away, Steve grabbed his arm. “Now might not be the best time to talk to her. She’s in Y/N’s room with her and Wanda. They’re having ‘girl time’. Whatever that means.”

“How do you know that?”

“I bumped into them, taking cookies and other things into the room but before I could ask what they were doing, Wanda said they’re having girl time and not to bother them for the rest of the day.”

Bucky sat down slowly. You and Natasha were going to be in a room. Together. It had only been three days since Nat accused Bucky of liking Y/N and after many, many talks with his friends (much like the one he just had with Steve), Bucky finally figured out his feelings. For both Natasha and Y/N.

He hoped Nat didn’t say anything about their little argument to Y/N. He wanted to talk to her first. Bucky sat back on the couch and looked over at his friend.

“Why does the universe hate me?”


“We haven’t done this in so long.” Natasha sighed as the three of you sat in your room. Nat was painting Wanda’s toes and you were laying down beside them, flipping through a magazine.

“Yeah..” you hummed. You weren’t about to tell her that the reason you’ve been distancing yourself from her was because you were madly in love with her boyfriend and that seeing them together felt like someone was stabbing you directly in the heart with ten knives all at once.

“How’d you detach Pietro from Y/N?” Nat asks Wanda who was munching on a cookie.

“I told Sam to occupy him for the day.” she replied.

“It couldn’t have been that easy. This is Sam we’re talking bout.”

“I have to do his laundry for two weeks.”

You snort as you flip the page. “That’s the Sam I know and love.”

“Speaking of love..” Nat trails off, sitting up and looking at you. “What’s the update with the guy you’re madly in love with?”

You take a bite of your animal cookie, not looking at Natasha as you flipped another page. “There is no update.”

“What do you mean there’s not an update?”

“I mean there’s not an update. He has a girlfriend so there’s no point in pining after him.” you calmly respond.

“So? Y/N you’ve been in love with this guy for years. Break them up and get with him.” she says as if it’s the most obvious thing to do.

You look over at Wanda and give her a look, basically pleading her to change the subject. She understands you immediately.

“I love the color, Nat. What is it?” Wanda spoke as she wiggled her toes.

“It’s called Miss Behave.” the red head winked, causing Wanda to laugh.

“Well I love it. It’s really pretty.” she brings her hand up to her face. “Maybe you could paint my nails to match my toes.”

You let out a sigh of relief as Natasha agrees to paint her nails. You wait a few seconds before relaxing and trading out your magazine for another one.

You silently thank Wanda when Nat starts speaking again. “How about this: you tell me who this guy is an I’ll talk to him. I just wanna talk.”

“No.”

“It’s just a talk, Y/N. I won’t even bring my gun.”

“No, Natasha.”

“This guy broke your big heart, let me avenge it.”

You started to get irritated and you got up, placing the magazine on your nightstand. Stay calm, Y/N. Just. Stay. Calm.

Wanda notices the look on your face and licks her lips. “Uh.. Hey Nat have you seen the new episode of Law & Order? It’s absolutely crazy!”

“Not now, Wanda.” she turns her attention back to you. “You’re obviously not over this guy, Y/N.”

You whip around. “So what if I’m not? It’s just a little crush. It’ll bypass in no time.”

“Guys..” Wanda’s voice gave off a warning tone.

“It’s been five years.” Natasha reminds you and you clench your fists. Stay calm and don’t cry.

“So?”

“So this isn’t ‘just a little crush’. You’re in love with this dude!”

“Natasha, just drop it.” Wanda says in a soft tone. She knew where this was headed and she tried shutting it down.

The red head looks over at the brunette and glared at her. “No, I’m not going to just drop it. Y/N’s wasted five years on this asshole, Wanda. We’re her best friends. We need to teach that douchebag a lesson.”

“She’s right, just drop it. Nothing will change.” you spoke, trying so hard not to break down. You were afraid that if she continued to push the subject, you’d tell her everything. You didn’t want to break her heart; to betray her. What kind of person likes their best friends boyfriend? How fucked up is that? She couldn’t find out.

“Just tell me who he is!” Natasha was beginning to get frustrated. After all, she just wanted to make the guy pay for hurting her best friend.

“No!” you shout. Don’t cry, don’t cry. Fuck! Your eyes fill with tears and when you blink, they roll down your cheeks, staining them.

“Nat she’s crying, just leave it be.” Wanda grips Natasha’s forearm but she yanks it away, not listening to her.

“Why won’t you tell me who he is!? It’s fucking simple Y/N!” her arms are waving all over the place and her face is as red as her hair from yelling. “You know about me and Bucky so why can’t I know who this dude is!?”

“Stop pressuring her!”

Your tears blurred your vision so all you could see was a red blob and you sobbed loudly before shouting; “Because it’s Bucky!”


A/N: ohhhh noooo oh my gawd. Tell me what ya think!

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I Lost It (Part 2 of 3)

Summary: We follow Bucky as he describes the three times in his life where he has ‘lost it’ with you.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader (from Bucky’s POV)

Warnings: none? kinda sad? Idk

Word Count: 1,000ish

A/N: So, instead of quitting, I’m gonna to post instead. This is tiny, little, mini-series to dip my toes back into the water. I’d LOVE to get some feedback and be re-inspired to create once again. P.s. SORRY about this one.

[PART ONE]

Originally posted by buckybass

We’d finally settled into our daily routine as husband and wife, which meant a race to the bathroom in the morning. Per usual, I’d beat her down the hall and inevitably give into her puppy dog eyes when she begged to get a shower first.

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Homegrown, grass-fed, organic Coach Bittle headcanons

(This got really long and fluffy. Sorry.)

Coach looks like a scary dude, but he’s actually a big softie. He has a really intimidating resting bitch face, and a more intimidating murder face, but he would rather eat shit than say shit.

Coach is hella passive aggressive. If you mess with him he’ll be all like, “Wah, I was always taught to turn the other cheek. Hate the sin, love the sinner.” But then he’ll blind copy your boss and forward your emails if he feels like you’re being rude. Or he’ll hand out invitations to a cookout to everyone except you.

And it’s really interesting because Suzanne Bittle is the opposite. She is small and very sweet, but if you mess with her she ascends through passive aggressive and straight into aggressive-aggressive. Like, in high school Bitty had a lot of trouble with this one teacher. Not the subject material, but the teacher. Bitty would ask for help or clarification and the teacher would basically do the academic equivalent of “No, fuck off and die.” And then this teacher would “lose” Bitty’s assignments periodically, and he would grade Bitty’s tests way harder than anyone else’s.

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Summary: Sansa is kind of YouTube famous and decides to vlog her family holiday for her viewers but her first video has unexpected results. 


The thing is Sansa didn’t mean to get into YouTube. She had aspirations of being a theatre actress, doing Shakespeare on the West End or something equally as prestigious, but one drunken night at uni, Sansa decides the world is in dire need of a video on how to do your makeup drunk. It’s not her proudest moment and she even uploaded it without any editing whatsoever, but somehow, by the time she woke up the next morning, she already had over 100,000 views. It’s utterly bizarre and – well, it’s kind of cool. Jeyne thinks it’s good exposure because it’s not like she can’t just quit YouTube if she wants, so she uploads a couple more videos. One of her doing the everyday beauty routine challenge and another drunk one where Jeyne and her drink wine and talk about fuckboys. By the end of the month, she’s kind of YouTube famous and life ceased to make sense anymore.

Her family at least thinks it’s hilarious. Robb constantly asks to appear in her videos and her views skyrocket each time because according to her fans, her brother is ‘so hot holy shit let him impregnate me’, which is really, really disgusting. Occasionally Bran will join her if he’s visiting her at uni and they’ll just drink and review movies or shows together. The only two people who adamantly refuse to have anything to do with her channel are Arya and Rickon. Rickon’s still in that awkward teenage phase where hanging out with his older sister is uncool and Arya just scoffs at YouTube in general. But when the trend of vlogging starts taking off, Sansa decides to give it a try. She’s going on holiday with her family and a few of their friends, so it’s the perfect opportunity to test it out.

– although not everyone thinks so.

“Get that fucking camera out of my face, Sansa,” Arya spits out as they stand in the queue waiting to check in their luggage. Sansa sticks out her tongue and her sister rolls her eyes in exasperation. They’ve always had an antagonistic relationship, as sisters do, but it’s gotten worse with YouTube. Sansa doesn’t really know why but she doesn’t want to dwell on it either. Arya can be a cow so it’s probably just that.

Sansa turns the camera to Robb, who’s wearing a greying hoodie, sunglasses perched on his nose and an empty Starbucks cup in one hand. “Hungover, Robb?”

He looks up blearily, notices the camera and flashes a weak smile. “Like you wouldn’t believe.” Looking directly at the camera, he adds, “listen, kids, if your best friend breaks up with his girlfriend and you think it’s a good idea to go cheer him up with a bottle of whiskey eight hours before flying, don’t.”

Arya, Bran and Rickon snicker, but Sansa is a little frozen with this new piece of knowledge. “Wait…” But she doesn’t get a chance to ask because Jeyne comes bounding forward with her hot pink suitcase rolling behind her.

“Morning, Starklings!” she greets brightly – to much groaning from her siblings. She plants a kiss on Sansa’s cheek and squishes Robb’s face between her hands. “Hi, sunshine. Saw your Instagram story last night. Looks like you and Jon had a great time.”

“Story? What story?” Robb questions, rubbing his cheeks, before his eyes widen. “Noooo, I didn’t. Did I? Shit.”

“You did, you so very did,” Jeyne chirps, as she turns to the camera with a wave. “Our resident heartthrob here took our resident grump to a strip club.”

“What!” shouts all four Stark siblings, Sansa included.

Arya punches Robb in the shoulder. “Why would you do that to Jon? Does he look like that would cheer him up? He’s not you or Theon.”

Her brother rubs his shoulder, glaring at Arya. “Drinking games weren’t working! And he didn’t want to talk about it so…” He shrugs sheepishly. “We were out of options.”

“That’s so like you, Robb,” Sansa says on a sigh. “Maybe you should’ve just left him alone.”

She doesn’t usually voice her opinions on any matter involving Jon – mostly because she doesn’t think she has a leg to stand on. They’re not friends, not in the way he is with Robb or Arya or even Bran and Rickon. Actually, she seems to be the only person he doesn’t get along with. But she knows him. He’s Jon. He’s the guy who sat with her on her fifteenth birthday when she walked in on Joffrey making out with Margaery. He’s the guy that drove her home when she got drunk for the first time at seventeen and was too terrified to call Robb or her parents. He’s her grumpy knight in shining armour and she’s been in love with him for six years, so she knows him, probably better than Robb does, but of course no one knows that.

“Speak of the devil!” Arya exclaims as she walks quickly towards Jon, throwing her arms around his waist in a tight hug. He chuckles and wraps his arms around her. Sansa watches them whispering to one another, Arya rolling her eyes and then Jon ruffling her hair with fondness. It twists something inside of her that makes her shut the camera off and look away.

“Are you okay?” Jeyne says under her breath so only Sansa can hear.

She nods mutely, not wanting to say anything to betray how painful it’s always been to see Jon interact with her siblings, how effortless their friendships are and the stark contrast it is to how he is with her. She doesn’t need him to love her back, not in the way she loves him, but she can’t even have his friendship and that stings.

“Morning,” Jon greets as he reaches them with Arya tucked under his arm. “So I guess you’ve all heard.” They nod and there’s a round of commiserations. “Okay, good. Now that that’s done with, let’s not bring it up again.” His voice is teasing but there’s a sharpness to it that means Jon’s serious, so they all laugh and carry on, changing the topic to whether their flight will be delayed.

Theon’s the last to arrive, and thankfully by that point, the queue’s moved up enough that they only have to wait a further five minutes to check in. Her parents arrive back from their morning stroll around the airport just in time and soon they’re all heading to board the plane. There’s a scuffle as they near the gate as everyone’s looking at their tickets to see who they’re sitting with.

“Oh c’mon! Someone else sit next to him!”

“Awe, Jeyne, I’m not that bad.”

“Piss off, Theon. I will stab you!”

“Jeyne, honey, it’s only a couple hours.”

“Yes, Mrs Stark.”

Sansa muffles her laugh behind her bag as she searches for her passport which she shoved down to the bottom as they went through security. Once she has it in her grasps, she pulls out the ticket and reads out, “26C.”

“Oh,” says a voice from behind her and Sansa quickly turns around. Jon’s looking at his ticket then back up at her, a faint smile on his lips. “26B. I guess we’re sitting together.”

“I guess so,” is all she can manage, as her whole body stiffens at the prospect of spending nearly three hours on a plane beside Jon. A single Jon. It’s just all too much for Sansa to deal with this early in the morning. His hair is as unruly as ever, curling just over his forehead, and he’s wearing a thin black jumper that strain against his broad shoulders and a pair of dark-washed jeans. Too much. It’s too much.

Sansa grabs for Jeyne and tugs her forward, turning away from Jon. “I’ll sit with Theon.”

Her best friend’s face widens with joy and then suddenly pinches together as she frowns at Sansa. “Why would you –” She glances behind them where Jon is still standing, now rolling his eyes at whatever Robb is saying. “Oh no, absolutely not. You are not running away from him again.”

“Again?” Sansa cries out indignantly, catching the curious gaze of her father. “What are you talking about?” she hisses a little quieter.

“Um, remember when Robb and Jon came out with us that night in freshers?” Jeyne raises a brow and Sansa deflates because she does remember. “He was practically ready to propose to you.”

“He was drunk.”

“He couldn’t stop staring at you or smiling at you,” Jeyne says. “And then he asks you to go outside with him and you panic and run away.”

“I went to the bathroom!” Sansa whispers harshly, but she did panic. She had been so sure she would never be more than Robb’s little sister to Jon that when he had taken her hand and asked if she wanted to get some fresh air, she panicked.

“And what happened next, Sans?” Jeyne asks, voice a little gentler now.

Her heart breaks all over again as she leans her forehead against her friend’s shoulder, a resigned sigh escaping her lips. “He met Ygritte.”

“That’s right, he did, and guess what? They broke up and you’re not bloody running again,” Jeyne says as she pushes Sansa back upright. “You’re going to sit there and be charming and he’s going to fall in love with you all over again.”

“You’re delusional,” Sansa murmurs instead.

“No, I’m brilliant. Now, c’mon.”

The first hour actually passes by in near to complete silence. Sansa doesn’t know if she’s disappointed or relieved; she’s existing in the realm between both emotions and it’s making it really hard for her to sit still or sleep. Jon seems to be sleeping just fine, his face relaxed as he leans as far back as the chair will go. But as the second hour approaches, the man beside Jon, a terrifyingly large and bulky man with multiple tattoos winding up his arms and peeking from his cargo shorts, slumps his head onto Jon’s shoulder with a thump. He startles awake, wide-eyed and confused, and Sansa can’t help laughing at his expression and the situation he’s now in.

He groans quietly. “Of course this would happen to me.”

“Oh, don’t be such a drama queen, Jon,” she says, nudging his shoulder with hers. “If only I was as lucky to have a handsome man resting on me.”

Jon quirks an eyebrow at her. “Then let’s trade seats.”

“But how could you wake him!” she whispers back, smiling brightly at him and forgetting for a moment that she’s still madly, desperately, stupidly in love with this man.

“You’re enjoying this too much,” he says but his lips twitch and it’s adorable how hard he’s trying not to smile.

“I’m enjoying it just the right amount,” Sansa says before she’s reaching down for her bag and grabbing her camera, turning it on and recording. “Now I’m enjoying it too much.”

Jon eyes the camera and then glares at it. “Sansa,” he says warningly. “If this goes on the internet, I’m going to –”

“What?” she questions with an innocent smile. Sansa turns the camera onto herself. “He wouldn’t dare threaten this face, would he?” She gives a little pout, and in the background, she sees Jon cracking a fond smile as he reaches forward to tug at her loose plait.

“I’ll get you back for this.”

She focuses the camera back on him again. “Hmmm, no, I don’t think so.”

“What do you mean, no?”

“I mean no, Jon, you big puppy dog. I can outplay you,” she says still sweetly innocent. She’s enjoying this weird banter they have going on far more than she should because Jon just broke up with his girlfriend and this is only going to end up with her getting her heart broken in the end. Only she doesn’t care. She doesn’t care so much she might as well repress whatever self-preserving brain cells she has left.

“Outplay me? I didn’t realise this was a game,” Jon says, amused.

“Life’s a game, Jon Snow,” she quips back, to which he actually laughs so loud the man leaning on him jumps awake. He stares at Jon and then at Sansa’s camera and yawns before leaning against the window and falling asleep once again.

Both Jon and Sansa stifle their laughter but it’s no use so Sansa does something wildly inappropriate and presses her face into Jon’s shoulder, muffling her giggles into his jumper. He doesn’t seem to mind or maybe he’s too busy trying not to laugh himself.

For a few seconds, Sansa just allows herself the comfort his warmth provides her before extricating herself once she realises her camera’s still recording. She turns it to face her and makes a face. “We’re going to hell.”

Jon nods in the background. “First class tickets.”

“At least I have you as company,” she says, smiling back at him, and he returns her smile.

When she passes out later at the hotel trying to edit the footage, the last thing Sansa expects is for it to be uploaded by the time she wakes up and for her to receive way more notifications than should be normal.

Aromanticbabex: Okay but am I the only one who would still climb hungover Robb like a tree?

1534 likes

Sansa blanches. How is that the most liked comment? Ew!

Lyla Patel: Sansa, you’re so pretty! I’m so glad you’re vlogging! Your videos always makes my days better!

1045 likes

A smile so wide blossoms on her face and she quickly replies, ‘Thank you, Lyla. I appreciate you and all my fans so much! Xxx’

But then the comments sort of devolve from there and she really has no how idea how to handle any of it.

Al Nottellingu: WHO IS THIS JON AND WHY HASN’T HE BEEN IN HER VIDEOS BEFORE?!!!!!!!

893 likes

           Lili Cho: I CAN FEEL THE SEXUAL TENSION FROM HERE!!!

            Roseand Tenforever: I ship it! I ship it so hard!!

            Tom Hart: I AM COINING JONSA AND NONE OF YOU CAN TELL ME ANY DIFFERENT!

Siobhan Hughes: Ummmmmm why the fuck would anyone break up with a man who looks like THAT! Sansa, get in there, girl!

679 likes

Sansa slams her laptop shut and throws a pillow at Jeyne’s head. Her friend groans and rolls away from her. She throws a second pillow at her.

“WHAT!”

“Did you edit my video and upload it for me?” Sansa demands angrily. She slides out of bed to go and sit on top of Jeyne’s prone figure.

The girl huffs and tries to kick her legs out to dislodge Sansa. “I thought I was being a good friend! You looked really tired!”

“But now the entire internet thinks me and Jon have something going on!”

Jeyne opens one eye to narrow it at Sansa. “Well, don’t you? You two were awfully cosy on that plane.”

Jeyne,” she groans, pinching her friend on the hip. “He just broke up with his girlfriend! What if Ygritte sees it?”

“Then her bloody loss!” Jeyne suddenly thrashes wildly and Sansa ends up falling backwards onto the floor. A bruise is definitely going to form on her ass now. “Stop worrying about some girl you don’t even know and go after what you want, Sans.” She leans over the side of the bed to look down at her. “Look, I know Joffrey and Harry really screwed you over in the whole relationship department. And then after Ramsay, you’re kind of hesitant but we’ve known Jon since forever. He’s good and decent.”

Sansa rolls her eyes, even though her whole body’s recoiled at the mention of Ramsay but she’s trying desperately not to dwell on those months in her life. “I know that. Of course I know that. I’m the one in love with him, aren’t I?”

It’s hard to concentrate on having a good holiday when her mind is whirling with what Jeyne’s said. She doesn’t know why she doesn’t just go for Jon aside from the courtesy of giving him a wide berth while he heals from his breakup, but that’s not even what’s making her hesitant. It’s much more convoluted than that. It’s being cheated on in both of her previous relationships. It’s being stalked by a classmate for three months until he’s finally arrested for something completely unrelated – since reporting a stalker who hasn’t done anything means nothing to the police. It’s all of those things that make Sansa start to wonder maybe she shouldn’t be with anyone ever because everything she touches gets tainted one way or another and the last thing she’d want is to taint someone as pure as Jon. He’s the last good man on this planet that’s not related to her. And that’s just the thing, isn’t it? He’s really, really good. He’s honourable and honest and so loyal. He’d never cheat on his girlfriend. When he loves someone, she’s his whole world. Sansa saw the way he used to look at Ygritte, and although it had killed her to see him look at someone that way that wasn’t her, she was happy he’d found someone who made him that happy.

God, she hates love. She hates everything about it.

“Alright, sourpus, what’s got your knickers in a twist?” Arya asks, slumping down into the beach chair beside her. She’s in a simple black bikini with a ball cap turned the wrong way around on her head. She has a bottle of some obscure Spanish beer in one hand.

Sansa shields her eyes from the sun to look at her sister. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re glaring at the ocean like it personally offended you,” Arya points out with a long drag from her beer. “Honestly, you’re in bloody Spain. What have you got to be so angry about?”

“I’m not angry, I’m just… thinking,” she says lamely as she watches Jeyne tackle Theon into the ocean while Robb looks on with an amused and somewhat impressed expression.

Uhuh, well you should think less,” Arya says. “Because you’re on holiday. Thinking is for losers. C’mon, Sans, have some fun.”

Sansa sighs. “What do you care if I’m miserable or not?”

Her sister snorts and rolls her eyes. “I care. Hey, I do. Just because I think you’re a spoiled princess most of the time doesn’t mean I don’t care if you’re happy or not. You’re just annoying.”

“I don’t know if I should be comforted or insulted,” Sansa chuckles as she swipes the beer from Arya’s hand to take a sip. As soon as the liquid hits the back of her throat, she makes a face. “I forgot I hated beer.”

Her sister snatches the bottle back. “Good. More for me.” They fall into a comfortable silence for a few minutes, both of them too busy watching their family and friends get into an all out war with each other. “Is this about Jon?”

Sansa’s head snaps to Arya so quickly she probably has whiplash now. “What?”

“He has no idea you fancy him, you know?” she says nonchalantly as if Sansa’s whole world hasn’t just been turned upside down. “Jon’s a bit of an idiot like that. Actually, both of you are idiots like that.”

What?

“I mean god, he fancied you for so long it was honestly super gross,” she continues. “When he started dating Ygritte, we were all like ‘what the fuck’ but also kind of glad he was moving on.”

“What do you mean ‘we’ and what are you talking about!” Sansa is about to hit her sister out of sheer frustration.

Arya finally turns to look at Sansa and she’s wearing a long-suffering expression. “We as in the whole bloody family. Okay maybe except for Rickon. But everyone else kind of guessed it.” Her sister shrugs. “We didn’t think you were interested.”

“But I –”

“You’ve always been the type of person to keep your cards close to your chest,” Arya rattles on, cutting her off. “It was hard for any of us to tell.”

“So what changed?”

“Ygritte.” Her sister sighs and takes another pull from her beer. “When he started bringing her around, it was like – I don’t know. You just looked so broken.”

Sansa bites down hard on her lower lip but the memories come flooding back anyways.

The first time she saw Ygritte and Jon together was at her childhood home during Easter holidays. He’d brought her back with him from uni and it was just so obvious how smitten he was with her. Seeing him like that, so in love with someone else, had ripped out every wall she’d ever built around herself. It was like her mind had just given up trying to protect itself, like it didn’t care anymore what the rest of her did; it just wanted to succumb to its own self-pity and heartache. For days, Sansa had lived on autopilot. She smiled and made small talk but nothing could penetrate through the haze she was living in. Eventually, Jeyne had to come kidnap her and drive them back to uni early before Sansa completely fell apart.

The months that followed were the most agonising of her life. It feels melodramatic now to think it but Sansa couldn’t describe it in any other way. She knew even then how stupid it was to feel such a loss so acutely when Jon had never been hers to lose in the first place, but the petulant, childish part of her mind still screamed out that he was hers. He was her grump in shining armour and no one else’s. It was pathetic and she felt pathetic for thinking it.

“I hated her so much,” Sansa admits after a long silence. “I know that’s awful. I didn’t even know her but I just did. She was everything I wasn’t. Strong, smart, witty – it was like this realisation that I could try all my life to be like Ygritte but no one would ever look at me the way Jon looked at her.” She looks at her feet buried in the sand and says quietly, “because none of them would ever be him.”

Arya reaches out to grip Sansa’s hand. “You don’t just fancy him, do you?” She shakes her head. “You love him?” She nods. “Awe shit, Sans, then tell him.”

“I can’t. It’s not – he just broke up with Ygritte. I’d be an asshole to dump all this on him now.”

“You’re an asshole for not telling him in the first place,” Arya says but she’s smiling softly at her. “I’m no Jon interpreter but there’s a good fucking chance he loved you too.”

That night Sansa can’t bear to be around her family as they mill around the hotel bar chatting and drinking. She has too much to think about so at the first opportunity – which is just when Robb and Theon decide to do a duet at the karaoke machine – she slips out onto the beach with the goal of just walking aimlessly for as long as she needs to clear her mind. As always, Sansa has her camera and she begins to record the ocean as it laps up onto the sand. It’s close to a full moon and the silver light reflects off of the murky surface of the water. It’s beautiful and romantic, and so of course, she feels lonely for the first time in a long time. Sansa’s normally okay being single. After the debacle with Harry and the incident with Ramsay, the thought of any man being near her made her queasy, but now all she wants is for someone to wrap her up in their arms and just hold her. It’s a silly thought, probably born out of all those Disney movies she used to watch as a kid, but it’s there anyways, niggling at the back of her mind as she walks down the beach.

The air is humid and makes her hair stick to the back of her neck but there’s a cool breeze coming from the ocean that eases the humidity. She’s nearing the edge of the hotel’s property when she hears someone call out her name. Sansa turns and squints against the darkness.

“You shouldn’t be walking out here alone,” he says, jogging up to her. “It’s not safe.”

“Jon,” she breathes out, her whole body instantly relaxing at the sight of him. “I was just… clearing my head.”

He nods, grey eyes watching her carefully, before his cheeks flush. “Your viewers seem to like me.”

“You watched it?” Sansa asks, a little incredulous. She turns the camera off and puts it back into her bag.

“I always watch your videos, Sans.” He sounds so casual but the pink flush spreading across his cheeks makes her think this is anything other than casual. It’s unfairly adorable.

“I didn’t… know that,” she says slowly, unsure of what else to say now. “I can take it down if you don’t want anyone to see. Jeyne edited it so I didn’t really get a final say before she uploaded the video.”

Jon shakes his head. “It’s okay. It was funny.”

“Yeah,” Sansa says with a cheeky smile. “You and that man looked really good together on camera.”

He sighs and runs a hand through his dark hair. “You’re never going to let that go, are you?”

“Never,” she agrees, smiling even brighter.

“Figures,” he mumbles, chuckling softly. “You know… we looked good together too.”

“What?” Sansa’s heart all but stops. She’s not really sure what to say or what he’s implying.

Jon takes a couple steps closer to her till they’re only a foot apart. “I wish I knew,” he murmurs softly. “Maybe I wouldn’t have wasted everyone’s time pretending I still didn’t care.”

“Jon, what are you talking about?”

“Do you want to know why Ygritte and I broke up?” he asks instead, which really annoys her, and if she isn’t already so close to coming completely undone she would kick him for being so cryptic.

“It started a couple months ago,” Jon continues when she doesn’t answer. He’s looking at her warily and it’s making her heart beat faster and faster. “Or maybe earlier, I don’t know. But when I found out what was happening to you with that Ramsay guy, I was just – it was all I could think about. Robb and I would spend hours researching what legal action you could take. We’d take turns driving past your flat and making sure you were safe. I was so worried out of my mind that I guess I just neglected Ygritte. And when she tried to bring it up, I snapped at her. I was furious that she couldn’t understand how important this was, how it was you.”

Sansa doesn’t really know anymore if she’s breathing. She wonders if she might’ve just wandered into the ocean and died because this is too surreal. This is Jon telling her she means as much to him as he means to her.

“Once Ramsay was arrested, I promised her I’d get better but it was like – for over a year, I was so sure I was in love with Ygritte. She was great in every way, but…” Jon pauses to glance towards the ocean. “The thought that someone could hurt you and take you away from me suddenly made me realise that I never did move on. And I think after awhile Ygritte figured that out too.”

He looks back at her then and takes her hand in his. “I don’t deserve you but I just need to know if there’s even a chance you feel the same way or if I completely misread the signs in that video and made a total prick of myself. If I did, I promise I’ll never bring this up again and we can go back to –”

Sansa cuts him off by pressing her lips against his. He freezes at first but then his hands go immediately around her and she’s wrapping her own arms around his neck, carding her fingers through his hair. It’s everything she ever wanted and so much more because it’s not just a kiss, it’s a confirmation that Jon really is hers and has always been hers and will forever be hers.

“God, I love you so much,” she admits quietly when they pull apart. “But you really are an idiot.”

“I know,” he chuckles. “And I’m sorry it took me this long to get here.”

“You’re here now,” she tells him, dropping a chaste kiss to his lips just because she can.

“I am… and for the record, I fucking love you too.”

++++

Aromanticbabex: I can’t decide if I want to climb Robb or Jon like a tree. Maybe both together? Anyone else?

2019 likes

           Alison Lowe: I would let them do ungodly things to me

           Superwholock: You guys are gross (but if I had to choose, I’d choose Robb!)

           R0cket Racoon: Uhhhh, are you serious? It’s Jon all the way!

           Sansa Stark: Can you guys please stop trying to climb my brother and my boyfriend? (Also, Jon all the way indeed ;)) xxx

Wonder Starks: I think I peed myself laughing watching Robb try to give Jon ‘The Talk’!!!

1938 likes

           Wonder Starks: Also, how cute is Jon surprising Sansa with a holiday! I wish someone would fucking whisk me away from these exams! Where’s my grump in shining armour!

           Dasha Santos: Seriously, where’s my fucking grump!!!1!@£@!$£!!!

Tom Hart: JONSA IS REAL!!!!!! MY OTP ARE ON HOLIDAY TOGETHER!! I BETTER BE INVITED TO YOUR FUTURE WEDDING, SANSA! I TOTALLY COINED YOUR SHIP NAME!!

1903 likes

           Dani Johnson: I’m not crying you’re crying!!! T_T

           2Slow Veryfurious: This is the best Christmas present ever!!

           Arya Stark: You guys need to get a fucking grip.

           Jeyne Poole: Don’t be rude, Arya. This has been in the making for like seven years!! Do you know how tired I was of hearing her pine away for him?

           Robb Stark: Ugh, do YOU GUYS know how tiring it was for ME to watch my best friend stare longingly at my baby sister? That’s way worse!

           Arya Stark: That’s because you think Sansa and I are like 12

           Robb Stark: But you are…

           Robb Stark: Arya?

           Jeyne Poole: I think she left, idiot.

           Robb Stark: Oi, don’t call me an idiot or I won’t take you out on that date!

           Jeyne Poole: I NEVER EVEN SAID YES!!

           Robb Stark: The lady doth protest too much ;)

           Robb Stark: Jeyne?

           Robb Stark: Oh goddamnit.

           Tom Hart: OH MY GOD! REYNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WANNA ONE ♡ “DOES MY VOICE OVER” CHALLENGE

PART 1 » “BF DOES MY MAKEUP” CHALLENGE

Scenario: You’re a rising fashion/beauty YouTuber and decides to let your boyfriend to your voice over.  

Yoon Jisung

  • Alright so hi my name is (Y/N) and  I love makeup–not as much as my boyfriend Jisung though
  • “I have a bunch of palettes and they’re all the same but I like buying the same thing over and over to waste money” 
  • “This looks expensive but you see all this?? I only buy it because it’s cute and I use it once before throwing it into the drawer and never see it ever again” 
  • “What is this okay spritz spritz WAIT OH IT’S SETTING SPRAY YES I LOVE TO DRENCH MYSELF IN SETTING SPRAY AS IF SOMEONE THREW A BUCKET OF WATER ON ME.” 

Ha Sungwoon

  • “Hi, everybody! Welcome back to another tutorial —sips some water and twirls hair.”
  • “Okay so we have two eyeliners–oh you’re going to shake it and.. okay just kidding you’re going to put it on your hand.. wait what?.”
  • “Now you’re going to contour the foundation around your nose and… right under the hairline with a fat paint brush and then use the beauty blender and basically punch right under your eye..” 
  • “Now I’m going to put on pink lipstick and think of my boyfriend as I do this because he’s very handsome and I love him a lot and I love pink.”

Hwang Minhyun

  • “Hey everyone. Welcome to my tutorial and this how I do my makeup.. so I’m just putting on a lot of face foundation and what is this other tube.. eye foundation? Okay it looks the same.
  • “Now we’re taking this brown shade and we’re going to put it onto my eye ball socket… and then we’re going to be really dangerous and go underneath— basically under my eye bags” 
  • “Touches brush oh man I should listen to my amazing boyfriend and actually clean my brushes before I stab my eye and get infected.”
  • “Uh here we have more powdering and contouring and now we’re going to brush the neck area, ear and more on the neck..” 

Ong Seongwu

  • It’s ONG MUA in the HOUUUUSE! Here to do (Y/N)’s voice over because I know you love hearing my voice more than hers.”
  • “BROWS GOTTA MAKE THEM EXTRA THICC WITH TWO C’s AND EXTRA DARK”
  • “BLEND BRUSH BLEND GOTTA BLEND BLEND! BLEND THAT FOREHEAD.”
  • “MY LIPSTICK SNAPPED OFF? JK it’s under control guys”
  • “And here’s the finished ‘I LOOK LIKE A BURNT ORANGE’ LOOK! Just kidding she’s looking super fine… Not as fine as me though—”

Kim Jaehwan

  • “Hello everyone! IT’S ME JAEHWAN! YOUR FAVORITE MAKEUP GURU!” 
  • “Okay, so first you’re going to grab your concealer and make a triangle and blend it with this stress ball okay so DAB DAB DAAAAB” 
  • Time to fill in my non-existent brows with this brown color gel.”
  • “Then you take some of this shiny stuff IDK what this is but going for that super 3D look” 
  • FINISHED! THANKS FOR WATCHING! LIKE FOR JAEHWAN AND SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE JAEHWAN AND COMMENT ABOUT JAEHWAN! 

Kang Daniel

  • “What’s up everyone! Going to do a glam tutorial look for you all today so let’s get started!”
  • “Wow, I look cute. Super cute and I know it. Hair flips and more hair flips. Anyways, we’re taking this white cream and putting it all over the face because my skin is thirsty for moisture..
  • “You see Rooney in the back everyone? Why don’t we just focus on her instead. Rooney is more important right now.” 
  • “She’s putting on a lot of lipstick.. how does it not get onto my lips when she kisses me…”

Park Jihoon

  • “Hi everyone! This is Jihoon speaking and today I’m here to do (Y/N)’s voice over so shall we get started?”
  • “Okay so take this neutral color from the first palette and then put on this eye primer protein—i mean potion”  
  • “Then you’re going to blend it together and then color your eyeshadow with Steela?? Stilla??”
  • “You’re going to pat pat pat the skin and you can use anything that’s soft like this square looking sponge. 
  • “Now we’re going to open this other tube and draw some small dots and triangles—this looks like clown makeup.. sorry baby..”

Park Woojin

  • “H-Hello this is Park Woojin..” (whispers babe.. do I look awkward on camera?) 
  • “Why do girls say they’re going to “beat” their face with makeup..”
  • “Next you have to keep on rubbing your face until your hand gets tired and now onto eyeshadow..”
  • “We’re going to take this purple color and put it on the eyes.. like an upside down Nike sign” 
  • What is that? Baby powder? Then you have to put it under your eyes and chin. What is this even for…” 

Bae Jinyoung

  • “So I’m Jinyoung.. (Y’N)’s boyfriend and yeah..we’re going to dive right into the look.”
  • “Taking a clean brush, we’re going to take this light brown color and swirl it all over the eyelid.. and then we’re going to take another brown color.. the colors look the same..” 
  • “Grabbing this black crayon.. pencil… I’m going to put it onto my eyelashes.. have to draw inside the lines like a coloring book” 
  • “The eyes look really pretty.. super pretty..wow..”
  • “Powder the tip of your nose and the mustache area and then you’re done! Oh just kidding not yet—

Lee Daehwi

  • “Hey what’s up everyone! This is (Y/N)’s boyfriend Daehwi and we’re going to go straight into this pretty look she has going on!” 
  • “Gotta make sure your lips aren’t dry and chapped so hydrate your lips, everyone.”
  • “So first we’re going to conceal everywhere that’s problematic.. like this pimple under her chin.. what is this… Tarte Shape Tape! ”
  •  “Now gotta make sure those brows are filled in because you know.. NO BROWS NO LIFE” 
  • Oh my god she’s so fire.. even more, fire if she actually did her make up this fast though. YES, I’M CALLING YOU OUT.” 

Lai Guanlin

  • “What’s up everyone. I’m Lai Guanlin and I was forced to do this video for my girlfriend… I love you, (Y/N).” 
  • “Looks like she’s going to put on a bunch of colors now. This bottle looks like nail polish though..
  • “Put some liquid thing onto this red egg ball and punch the makeup into your pores.. wow that’s a lot..”
  • “Why is she so extra.. okay so next you’re going to overline your lips. Want to make your lips bigger than they are because big lips are in..”
  • “And this is the final look..  Wow, my girlfriend is really attractive.. and here she is being extra again.” 
It Started With A Treehouse (G.D.)

I havent written any Grayson smut in forever soooooo here take this garbage lmao

@scuteedolans @dangly-feather-earring-dolan @pinksnapbackbullshit

              Ethan, Grayson, and I had been inseparable for our entire lives. We grew up as neighbors, the twins ran into my backyard and climbed into my tree house scaring the hell out of me when we were five years old and the rest is pretty much history. Our parents became friends, we went on vacations together, we were babysat together, and we got along great so we basically grew up in each other’s pockets. As we got older the twins grew like weeds and bulked up quite a bit. There was no denying that they were handsome young men, I just wasn’t attracted to either of them. Or so I thought.

                As time went on, I realized a little part of me always loved Grayson a little bit more than Ethan. I always gave in to him, whether it be where we went to eat or what game we played. All he had to do was look up at me through the thick fringe of his eyelashes with those big hazel puppy dog eyes and my resolve would crumble in an instant. His face would split into a beautiful grin, flashing his brilliant white teeth, and I’d melt. Of course, to his face I would scoff and pretend to be irritated but I was never really upset. I don’t think I ever could be.

               It was late on Saturday night, and my phone rang with a text message.

*Group Chat*

G: hey sluts, movie night?

E: first off, rude. second, no.

Me: why not E? hot date tonight?! Lmaooooo

G: yeah right, Y/N. maybe with his left hand.

Me: EW

E: HEY LISTEN I COULD GET A DATE IF I WANTED ONE

G: suuuuuure ya could buddy.

E: I don’t see you on many dates dear brother so….

Me: OH SICK BURN BABY

G: you two are the worst

E: aww ya sad now?

Me: yeah gray, ya gonna cry?

G: fuck offfffff. Is anyone coming to watch this fucking movie with me or what????

E: I already said no, dingus. I’m sleeping at Aaron’s house tonight

G: so you DO have a hot date!

Me: don’t let things get too sexy tonight E!

E: you are both monsters.

Me: gray I’m in for a movie if you want. As long as its nothing that sucks.

G: do my choices ever suck?????

Me: um remember the 4th of july with the twizzlers and half a bottle of fireball???

G: I MEANT MY MOVIE CHOICES NOT MY LIFE CHOICES Y/N.

Me: mhmmmmmm

G: I came out to have a good time and im honestly feeling so attacked right now.

E: gray that was lame

Me: you are LITERALLY a living meme

G: yeah but you love me baby!

E: I don’t!

Me: yeah yeah whatever I’ll be over in 5

G: YAY!

               I put my phone in my pocket before I slipped my shoes on. I called out to my mother to let her know where I was going on my way out the door. I walked across the driveway and into the Dolan’s front yard. I didn’t bother knocking and I just walked inside. I knew everyone else was gone because the only car in the driveway was Grayson’s. That’s when reality hit. I was alone with him in this big house. Why the fuck was it so hard to breathe all of a sudden? I needed to relax and act normal. I could not let my minor crush come bubbling to the surface right this very second.

               “GRAYSON BAILEY DOLAN WHERE YOU AT?!” I shouted from the front hallway. “I’M IN HERE!” I heard him yell in response from the living room. I grinned and started running. When I hit the living room I dove over the arm of the couch and tackled Grayson onto the cushions. “Y/N what the hell girl?! Are you tryin to kill me?” He said while laughing. His laughter shook my body as I was still on top of him. “You know I like to make an entrance.” I said while climbing off of him. I flopped onto the couch next to him with my feet in his lap. “Go ahead G, fire it up!” He chuckled while pressing play on the remote.

               About an hour into the movie, I started to get tired and uncomfortable because of the way I was sitting. Grayson’s large hand wrapped around my ankle. Still staring at the screen, he said “Stop squirming.” My heartbeat quickened just a little and I let out a fake irritated sigh. He patted his thigh and said “Come on.” I smiled a little and rearranged myself so my head was resting in his lap. Grayson knew this was my favorite way to lay but he also knew I always fell asleep like this too. Sure enough he started stroking my hair and in a matter of minutes I was asleep.

               About an hour later I started to wake up but Grayson was still stroking my hair so I didn’t open my eyes. Call me selfish but it was soothing and I didn’t want him to stop. I cracked one eye open and his phone was close enough to my face that I could read his texts. Now I didn’t want to spy but teasing Gray was kinda my favorite thing and if there was something funny in his texts I could use against him, you can bet your ass I would. He was texting Ethan and the hand that wasn’t stroking my hair, was flying over his keyboard.  It took all of my strength not to shiver while reading his conversation.

G: e I need help

E: whats up bro?

G: im freaking out. Y/N’s head is in my lap

E: dude this isn’t new. she does that all the time

G: e you KNOW this is different. You know how I feel about her!

E: yeah and that’s why I went to Aarons! Man up!

G: I don’t know what to do! God damn it I want to touch her so bad

E: okay well don’t be weird about it. Just like touch her arm or something idk man!

G: ethan you have no idea what she does to me I cant fucking breathe rn

E: well im going to leave you to it FIGURE IT OUT BUD!

G: ETHAN NO

G: ETHAN I SWEAR TO GOD

G: FUCK

               He clicked the power button on his phone and threw it onto the other side of the couch, and his head dropped back, a sigh escaping his lips. Now that I knew he wanted me just as bad as I wanted him, I pulled the courage from inside of me and decided that I was going to make the move to go further. I pretended to still be asleep and I rolled over so my face was inches from his toned stomach. I could hear him gasp above me and I bit back a grin. I stretched out like a cat as his hand ran down my spine. I slowly dragged my hand over the growing bulge in Grayson’s jeans. A groan spilled from his lips and I could feel his body tense up. I slowly blinked my eyes open and grinned up at him. “Are you sure sweetheart? Because if we do this, you gotta be sure.” He asked quietly. I could see the hope shining in his eyes and a shy grin appeared on his face as I nodded.

               As soon as he had confirmation that I was okay with this, a fire ignited in his eyes and his hand traveled down between my thighs. He began rubbing small tight circles over my clit through my leggings. All reasonable thought flew out of my head at the feeling of his fingers on my most sensitive area. My hips bucked against his hand and moans spilled from my lips. “These need to come off.” Grayson said, pulling at my pants. I stood up and removed my leggings, feeling exposed. “C’mere baby.” He said, grabbing my hips and pulling me into his lap.

               Grayson tucked his head into my neck and nipped at the sensitive skin. My hips began to grind down onto his thick thigh and I couldn’t control my sighs as my clit rubbed against the denim of his jeans. At this point I was so turned on I couldn’t see straight. “Fuck baby. You like riding my thigh? Does that feel good?” Grayson growled, his hands guiding my hips back and forth on his leg. “Yes! Hngg-oh my god Grayson!” I whined out. One of his hands left my hip and snaked down to rub me through my panties. He pushed them to the side and sank 2 thick fingers into me. I gasped at the intrusion and he grinned me, knowing exactly what he was doing to me. I tipped my head down and sealed my lips with his. He pumped his fingers in and out of my dripping center and my mouth fell open. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I could feel that heat coiling in my belly.

               Grayson withdrew his fingers from my pussy and brought them up to my mouth. I sucked his index finger into my mouth, wrapping my tongue around the thick digits. I looked into his eyes as I continued sucking and he let out a low hiss.

               “That’s it. Enough fucking around.” He growled as he flipped me onto my back. Grayson stood up and unbuckled his pants, yanking them down along with his boxers. He pushed my knees apart and settled between my thighs. “Please Grayson. I need you.” I whined, on the brink of tears. “Shh don’t cry baby. Daddy knows what you need.” He whispered, lining his length up with my entrance. He pushed into me slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size.

               Grayson pulled out almost all the way and slammed back in, an animalistic sound ripping out of my throat. He began thrusting into me at a near punishing pace and I couldn’t contain the sounds spilling from my lips. “Please Daddy! God you feel so good! I can’t hold on!” I screamed. “Yeah that’s right baby. Tell me how good you feel. Tell me how much you need my cock.” Grayson grunted into my ear, his warm breathe fanning over my heated skin. “Ugh-Gray you feel so good inside me. Your cock is the best I’ve ever had! I’m gonna come!” I whimpered in response.

               His hand gently tightened around my throat, beginning to cut off my air supply. He kept thrusting quickly, his face twisting and contorting as he chased his release. His hand kept tightening around my throat and the air was getting thinner and thinner. The lack of oxygen made my blood feel like it was boiling and my clit was throbbing. Just as my vision started to darken Grayson removed his hand and used it to rub my clit in tight circles as I sucked in a huge breath. The sudden intake of oxygen mixed with his touches threw me right over the edge as I exploded around him. “FUCK!” Grayson shouted into the empty room as my pussy continued to flutter around him. After another half dozen powerful thrusts he stilled inside me as his orgasm washed over him. After he spilled his seed inside me, he collapsed on top of me, his head on my chest.

               “Wow. Y/N do you know how I’ve wanted this? How long I’ve wanted you?” He whispered into my damp skin. I ran my fingers through his messy hair and whispered back “I’m guessing, as long as I’ve wanted you?” He was quiet before responding. “Y/N please don’t tell me this was a one time thing? I want you to be mine. Like, forever ya know?” Grayson said, lifting his head to look me in the eyes. I cradled his face in my hand. “I’ve been yours since you and your idiot brother stormed my treehouse when we were five years old Grayson Bailey Dolan. I’m not going anywhere.”

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[request prompt: Um hello! I was wondering if you could write a Peter x plus size/chubby reader? The reader always stands up for him against the bullies only to go on to say pretty mean things about herself. Maybe Peter doesn’t mind that she’s bigger than him, maybe he finds her cute and soft? Idk I’m sorry. I’m just having a crummy day where I’m having trouble loving my body 😞]

here’s a very relatable story ❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙 we all have our crummy days, but I just hope you all know that we’re all just different types of beautiful ♡

You don’t have to be any other way than what you are to be known as beautiful ♡

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you write Prompto and his s/o having a body swap (for whatever reason maybe a spell idk) and then doing the do cuz why not (nsfw plz) If this makes you uncomfortable, nevermind lol

Deep breath, deep breath, DEEP BREATH. Oh my god, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do this at first, then the ideas kept coming and…welll, I hope it makes you guys as hot and bothered as it did me while writing this, because HOLY FUCKING SHIT MAN. Also, I apologize that it’s long, but I don’t really because I HAVE NO REGRETS. 

But the pronouns-the pronouns were a bitch (is it Prompto’s hair because it’s his body or is it your hair because you’re in Prompto’s body?). I tried my best, hopefully it’s not too confusing. 

Tagging the senpais: @roses-and-oceans @bespectacled-girl @cupnoodle-queen @itshaejinju @gladiolus-mamacitia @xnoctits @themissimmortal

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The silence was unbearable-as if getting separate hotel rooms wasn’t bad enough because of the horrible awkwardness that now ensued in your group, the awkward silence between you and Prompto lying in a single bed just made it worse. Of course, there had only been a single left and the others had insisted you two get that room (since you two were dating already) but you both just lay there awkwardly, almost afraid to touch each other as you both just stared up at the ceiling fan above your bed. 

“What are we going to do?” The whispered thought in the back of your brain finally breached the surface as you looked at Prompto, though the stare was by far the weirdest in your entire life. 

Because you weren’t staring at Prompto’s brilliant blue eyes or at the constellation of freckles in his face. No, you were staring at yourself, at Prompto in your own body. 

Two weeks had gone by since the infamous ‘incident’-or ‘catastrophe’, as Ignis liked to call it. You had been battling some weird new unidentified daemon in the ruins of an old dungeon, a daemon with the appearance of an older woman; her long fingernails were like claws, her skin was sallow and looked like an old piece of wrinkled leather with whisps of white hair over the top of her head. She was truly nightmarish and you had felt your heart leap into your throat when she threw some kind of bottle at you and Prompto, the loud explosion of smoke blinding you and making you choke on the fumes you inhaled. 

And when you finally came to, you saw what had happened. Your bodies were the same, but your spirits or whatever, had switched-you were in Prompto’s body and Prompto was in your body-either way, you knew you were in trouble. 

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the parent trap pt2 // archie andrews

The Parent Trap (2/12)

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Summary-Archie and (Y/N) separate, splitting their twin daughters between them. What happens when ten years later, the pair seem to be reunited in a twist of fate at summer camp?

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“Oh my god, Jughead. What if she’s being bullied?” (Y/N) panicked “Maybe its not too late for you to pull her out of the camp.”

“(Y/N), I’ve literally just gotten back from a ten hour flight.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just it’s the first time she’s been out of England, without me.

“Oh sweetie, you’re going to get frown lines if you keep stressing about Aria like this.” Kevin tutted at his friend “Although, Andrews isn’t ageing too well himself.”

“I haven’t missed the gob on you, Keller. To what do I owe this pleasure?”

“Josie sent me to fetch her dress and I wanted to see how Nanny McPhee is doing without her beloved child.”

Aria rolled her eyes at the counsellor for, once again, getting her mixed up with a girl she had yet to meet. Her cabin mates grew quiet whenever she asked about Amelia, almost as if they were hiding something from her. “For the last time, I’m Aria Jones!”

“I’ve done it again.” the counsellor muttered to himself “I’m punching Andrews when I next see him.”

“I’m sorry what?” Aria raised her eyebrow. “Who exactly is Andrews?”

The counsellor’s eyes grew wide, making a note to himself. Aria was the straight forward twin with the thickest British accent he had ever heard. Amelia was more on the quiet side and was never seen without Charlie Blossom.

“Charl, guess what?” Amelia sighed as she noticed her best friend join her on the picnic table by the lake. “It’s been the sixth time in two days. Who even is this ‘Aria’ girl? And why are people mistaking me for her?”

“Must be the new girl, A. Haven’t seen her yet but maybe if we find her, we can find out why people are mixing you both up?”

“Didn’t Jess tell us that the new girl was her cabin mate? The British one?”

“Yeah, guess we’re paying cabin twelve a visit.” the boy smirked at her.

“So your mom is a fashion designer?” Jessica gasped “My auntie Betty always talks about her best friend (Y/N). She designs dresses and she’s based in London too. They might know each other.”

Aria giggled at Tara’s words, knowing full well that when she returned home, she’d tease her about how she was now a D-List celebrity and how her uncle Jughead would groan and shake his head telling her not to encourage her mother. Instead of responding to Tara’s previous words, Aria shrugged.

“Holy smokes! What sort of witchcraft did Jessica use to get you to look exactly like Amelia?” a voice practically squealed, making everyone in the cabin snap their heads towards the entrance.

“Charlie, you’re not funny, I bet she looks nothing like me.” another voice added. “Move out of the way, I want to see her.”

Aria’s mouth dropped as a girl who reflected her walked into the cabin. She couldn’t believe it. She didn’t want to believe it. She didn’t have to believe it. The flame haired girl’s eyes met Aria’s, causing Aria to let out a small scoff.

“I’m guessing you’re Amelia.”

Archie and (Y/N) had argued for what felt like the hundredth time. Exhaust was written all over both of their faces. Between school and the twins, the pair never really had time for them. Archie let out a sigh as (Y/N) tried her hardest to fight back the tears. The pair kept their eyes on the floor, despite hearing Jughead clearing his throat.

“Remember when (Y/N) told you she was pregnant, Archie? She had just turned seventeen. She was so naive back then. It’s funny how a few months can really change a person. She came to you crying. I remember feeling distressed myself because I had never seen (Y/N) so upset. You told her that no matter what happened that you’d support her no matter what. What happened to that, Archie? Because right now, neither of you are supporting anyone.”

“God, I hate you Jug, you always know what to say.” (Y/N) exclaimed “But I can’t cope with the constant arguing. Maybe we should take a break, Archie. A week, a month, maybe a fortnight. We need this, for us, for Melia and Aria.”

Amelia couldn’t believe Aria’s attitude, she reminded her of Charlie’s mom. Her auntie Cheryl. They both had a hot temper which was reflected through their hair colour. She began to notice a pattern. Every time Amelia was mistook for Aria, the camp counsellors would give her a glare and a warning, saying that one more wrong move and her mother would be informed of Aria’s misconduct.

“Listen up, Aria. I’m sick and tired of getting mistaken for you.” Amelia stepped into the cabin and was instantly met with a cold and wet feeling. She let out a squeal alerting the nearby counsellors. Before the pair knew it, they were sent off to what their camp mates called solitary confinement.

Aria rolled her eyes as she realised that herself and Amelia would not be leaving the cabin atop the hill anytime soon. She hadn’t even remembered what caused her to get stuck in such an awkward situation. Aria didn’t know what it was about Amelia but she couldn’t bring herself to like the girl, who was basically her doppelgänger.

“Want an oreo?” Amelia and Aria asked in sync, taking each other by surprise.

“What just happened?” Aria gasped “That was a bit odd.”

“My question still stands, Aria, do you want an oreo?”

“I mean, we might as well just open one, we’re most likely stuck in here until tomorrow morning, maybe afternoon.” Aria paused for a bit before speaking again “Embarrassing question, do you by chance have any peanut butter?”

“Are you joking?” Amelia grinned “I love peanut butter and oreos!”

“My friends back home mock me for it, says its a weird combination.”

“My dad told me my mum used to get a really weird craving for them when she was pregnant with me. I guess I must’ve picked up my love for it back then.”

The duo spent a few moments in silence whilst they ate their peanut butter and oreo combination.

“So tell me more about you, Aria, when’s your birthday?”

“Twenty-Seventh of June.”

“No way! So is mine.”

“Maybe it’s just a freaky coincidence and call me crazy but what, what if there’s a possibility that we could be twins?”

“You know, I didn’t like you at first. I had heard a lot about you from Jessica. She talked about how close you were with your dad and how you had these traditions. Maybe I didn’t like you because I-I wanted that.”

“Hey, I didn’t like you at first too! You always got me into trouble.” Amelia argued back “But you’re pretty decent. You’re basically me but with an accent!“

hey just another miraculous AU

JUST A PSA IM ON MOBILE AND IT WONT LET ME PUT A READ MORE???
I went all out I wrote like the entire plot of the movie
Has a tangled AU been done??? Probably ??? Who cares ???
Okay so
-“this is the story of how I died… OH DONT WORRY ITS A FUN STORY HAHA!! and it starts with a magic, golden flower”
-Queen Momma Agreste gets hella sick and she’s gotta have this baby right, so King Gabriel sends for the ‘mythical’ golden flower
-surprise surprise they find the flower, which completely enrages a forest wizard named Hawkmoth who has been using it for its intense power and the immortality it grants
-Queen Momma Agreste drinks the flower tea and boom we have a baby prince, Adrien, with a full head of blonde locks and he’s just cute and all is good
-of course Hawkmoth wants to join the fun so he kidnaps Adrien for the powers his hair possesses
-so Hawkmoth and Adrien are living up in this tower in the woods now and Adrien learns to recite this poem to use his power (the song basically but spoken)
-King Gabe and Queen Momma Agreste light off these little butterfly lanterns on his birthday and there’s just a swarm of glowing butterflies on his birthday and he knows its for him
-also important Adrien befriends a little chameleon that he names Plagg ;)
-So fast forward like nearly 17-ish years and cut to scene with Marinette, Chloé and Sabrina all pulling off a sick heist to steal the Crown of the Black Cat, which is basically Adrien’s crown he was supposed to get on his coronation day
-(So if you haven’t caught it yet, Adrien is Rapunzel and Marinette is Flynn Ryder)
-So basically Marinette’s nom de plume is Ladybug, its what she goes by on all her heists and what she’s wanted as
-So anyway Her and Chlo and Sab all break into the castle and snatch the crown, they get chased by the guards, including the best guard Alya, and the best horse Tikki
-Cue a joke by Mari with her wanted poster about how they “ just can’t get my ____ right” each time it’s a different thing
-after this, ur girl Ladybug totally is selfish at this point in the story and takes the crown and leaves Chloé and Sabrina for the guards
-Alya gets thrown off of Tikki but Tikki still chases after Marinette. Until Marinette finds a hidden lil cave, that’s more like a lil rock hallway that leads to a meadow with a fairly nice tower
-So what should Marinette do?? Climb the tower of course!
-Don’t worry Adrien doesn’t hit her with a frying pan, she literally eats shit when she walks in and knocks herself out. Clumsy Girl y’know.
-Adrien is just like ???? Wt F wHo thE heCk just smacked their face on my floo- ITS A FEMALE WHAT PLAGG HELP WHAT DO I DO IVE NEVER SEEN A REAL LIVE GIRL ONLY IN THOSE BOOKS
-Plagg is very obviously annoyed and is like “boi put her somewhere and show hawkmoth you can handle yourself (even though she knocked herself out)”
-Adrien kinda catches on so he literally just pulls her to a closet and puts her in
-her bag falls open as he’s moving her to an upright position and the black crystals of the crown catch his attention
-basically an “ooh shiny!” moment,,And he takes it and looks in the mirror and tries to figure out what it is
-he puts it on his arm and looks through it and then puts it on his head
-and he’s like “woah I look like those princes from my book” “haha as if”
-(LIKE BOI YOU ARE SHHSHDJS)
-anyway so hawkmoth comes home from wherever the hell he went, town or whatever idk, and Adrien is like !! FATHER LOOK WHAT I DID!!
-Hawkmoth does not care literally at all he’s like “Adrien please recite your poem for me it calms me” and Adrien rushes through it and HM is just like ??? bOI
-Adrien tries to show him our girl Lady Luck
-Hawkmoth will have None of That
-“You can’t handle yourself, the world is dangerous”
-He literally doesn’t listen to Adrien’s pleas to leave the tower at all either
-“you are NOT like anyone else! You are my son!” (u thought)
-so what does Adrien do?? Plan an escape plan, and sends HM on a mission that will take like 3 days or smth
-Adrien has long hair btw I forgot to mention just not nearly as long as rapunzel’s was
-His is more like maybe brushing the floor
-and hawk moth climbs a rope ladder or smth to get in there’s plot holes leave me be
-ANYwaY after hawkmoth leaves, he tapes Mari to a chair or ties her or something
-and Plagg wakes her up by sticking Camembert in her mouth
-and she’s like !!! WHAt the HEck Ew
-after she wakes up Adrien is like “what you want why you here please don’t kill me”
-When he steps into the light and she sees him she’s literally rendered speechless like she can’t form words bc he is actually so beautiful
-“h-hi-I mean hello- I mean-uh-why are you in this-uh-tower, who are you???”
-Adrien doesn’t trust her at all bc the wanted poster in her bag and the crown literally screams criminal
-he’s desperate though so he’s like “alright listen up, whoever you are, something brought you to me. Call it fate, destiny-” “A horse” “Im not finished… you were brought to me today for a reason, and that’s to help me. You’re going to be my guide”
-Marinette is like “awh man I wish I could but see I have to get this cro-OH NO, WHERE IS MY BAG?”
-Adrien holds it up like ;) and she’s just so done
-“If you take me to see the lights tomorrow, I will return it to you, if you refuse, I’ll turn you in.”
-“wait the stupid butterfly lanterns they light off for the lost prince?”
-Adrien is totally in awe that they’re not some weird star thing, they’re butterflies
-she shakes her head and knows she can’t really refuse so she plans it out in her head on how she can cheat the system
-Adrien’s already covered that in his head though she can’t get away with anytHing
-(except maybe making him fall in love with her ;))))
-So she agrees and she’s like “The names Ladybug”
-he’s kinda like ¿ strange name but Okay!! “My name is Adrien!”
-ANYWAy they leave the tower and Adrien is like 👀👀 this is no bueno I should not be doing this but omg I’ve never felt so FREE!!!
-he has a blast omg that boy goes running through the woods and he’s laughing and he’s like “FATHER WOULD BE SO ANGRY BUT I DONT CARE”
-meanwhile hawkmoth sees Tikki in the woods and has an “oh SHIT Adrien” moment
-Runs back home, there’s nothing and no one there, aside from Mari’s wanted poster that fell out of the bag
-meanwhile with the Lovebirds™
-He and Mari end up at this pub with some Angry men, including the bar owner Nino, and Adrien ends up singing about his dreams and everyone has fun
-the scene that stemmed this idea happens with Mari singing about how her dream involves her being rich on an island
-and surprise surprise Hawkmoth finds them but so do the guards and they escape through a tunnel under the pub that Nino shows them, and it leads out into the dry side of a dam
-Intense Battle Scene™
-Mari is a badass but then Adrien totally comes out of nowhere like “I came here to attack and I’m honestly having a good time”
-They get trapped in a cave that’s filling with water post battle bc they broke shit
-they’re literally lowkey going to die and Adrien is like “I’m so sorry I got you into this mess. We’re going to die here and I’m so sorry Ladybug”
-and she just softly says “Marinette”
-Adrien is like “????? what”
-and Marinette starts crying and she’s like
-“my name isn’t Ladybug if you couldn’t tell. It’s Marinette. I called myself Ladybug because I always wanted to be like a superhero. I never was one though. All I am is an orphan with a permanent record.”
-and here we have Adrien “Actual Adoration” Agreste because if we wasn’t in love with her before, he is most certainly in love with her now
-and then he remembers!!
-HIS HAIR GLOWS WHEN HE SAYS THE POEM THEY CAN LOOK UNDERWATER
-so he’s like “marinette please go with the flow” and he recites the poem in his head and his hair just illuminates
-she’s like “WHAT THE FUCJTN”
-but she’s not ready for death so they dig rocks out and they end up dropping into a river
-they come up on the bank gasping like “oh fuck dude”
-“MARINETTE WE’RE ALIVE!!!”
-“his hair glows? His hair glows! Plagg why does his hair glow???”
-“Marinette?” “this is surreal. I’m dead we died” “Marinette” “what the hell is going on” “MARINETTE!” “What!”
-he’s standing there dripping water and extending his hand to her
-and she’s like “oh no” because he looks so hot standing there dripping water and she maybe has the tiniest crush on him
-oh who am I kidding the sun rays behind him and his radiant smile sends her head over heels into complete love for this ray of light
-so he pulls Marinette out of the river and they go find a lil clearing and they make a campfire
-and Adrien looks at Marinette and frowns
-and she’s like “What what what’s wrong is something wrong with me??”
-and he just laughs a bit, “no no you just have a cut on your knee”
-she looks down at her knee and winces at the long, deep cut and just shrugs it off because it’ll heal eventually
-Adrien trusts Marinette to the point now that he can show her the reason he’s hidden away
-“don’t freak out okay”
-he holds a lock of hair in his hands and presses it to her cut and recites the poem
-and Marinette is like ¿ wth boI
-and once he’s done he just grins and he’s like “good as new”
-Mari is confused as hell and when he moves his hand away and the cuts not there she literally opens her mouth to shriek
-and Adrien is like “PLEASE DONT FREAK OUT IM SORRY”
-and she’s like “hahahaha why would I freak out I’m just curious whydoesyourhairglowandwhydoesithavemagicalhealingpowershowlonghasitdonethat?”
-and Adrien is sheepishly just like “forever I guess,,, that’s why I was hidden away, because people want my hair for its power.”
-He moves some hair to the side to show a pale blonde lock of hair cut off at the nape of his neck and explains that if it’s cut it turns pale and loses its power
-Marinette is like really shook but she pushes it down and suggests they sleep so they can be ready for the butterfly lights tomorrow
-cut to scene of Hawkmoth pissed as hell in the woods as he fades into the shadows
-he’s now talking to Chloé and Sabrina and making a Plan
-so next day Adrien wakes up to Marinette screaming and is very confused to see her literally trying to fight a horse
-like she literally almost has Tikki in a headlock and Tikki has a hoof pushing on her shoulder and shit
-Adrien has never been more confused but he goes and breaks it up and he’s like “hey there girly what’s your name” and he looks at her name thing and he’s like “Tikki!! That’s a nice name!”
-And Tikki whines or something and Mari chuckles or something and Tikki is back at it with trying to capture her
-But Adrien hits her with these kitten eyes and is like “I realllyyyyyyy need her to take me to the kingdom so I can see the butterflies, please let me have that, then you can fight her until you can’t stand!”
-Marinette is so very thankful for that one
-so they head to the Kingdom, now with Tikki coming along with them
-They’re having a blast and when they get to the kingdom they have all sorts of fun
-Adrien shows Marinette some of the books he has at home and she shows him the books that inspired Ladybug
-they get food from the market
-and Adrien keeps seeing images of this baby boy with bright green eyes and golden locks and theres something familiar about everything
-and then, oh boy and then, someone starts playing music and Adrien is like !! “mari come dance with me”
-and she’s like “nah I’m okay you go”
-and he starts dancing and soon a ton of people have joined in and Adrien comes around the circle and grabs Marinette
-and they dance around with people and they’re desperately hoping it works out so they can dance together
-surprise!!! They do but they join hands as the song ends and they’re like “awh damn”
-so after that ends Marinette and Adrien are both blushing and she points out that it’s almost sundown and they have somewhere to go
-they go out into the middle of the lake in a lil boat and Adrien is so so so excited and so is Mari bc Adrien is so happy
-the sun goes down and Adrien looks at Marinette completely giddy like !! :DD
-and she just smiles so wide back at him because holy fuck she’s never felt so in love in her whole life
-Adrien is flicking the surface of the water and watching the waves when he sees the first light
-suddenly literally thousands of butterfly lanterns are floating all around them and Adrien is just in complete awe
-Marinette clears her throat and he turns to look at her and she has two lanterns in her hand
-and Adrien smiles and turn behind him and grabs the bag with the crown and he’s like “I should’ve given this to you sooner, but I was scared… I’m not scared anymore. You know what I mean?”
-and she just pushes it down, “I’m starting to”
-AND AT LAST I SEE THE LIGHT
-And they’re literally a centimeter away from locking lips when Marinette can see Chloé on the beach
-and she decides right then to give Chloé the crown and go wherever with Adrien
-Adrien of course thinks at first that she’s betraying his trust but doesn’t believe that because he loves her okay?
-Cue Adrien getting worried and going to look for her
-Hawkmoth fighting Chloé or something and she passes out and he sees Adrien
-and he’s like “I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD IM SO HAPPY YOU’RE OKAY” (he says as he takes handfuls of his hair)
-Adrien is like “yea okay but Marinette”
-And hawkmoth, fricken rat, points to the boat heading toward the kingdom
-and he’s like “I think she’s got something better to do”
-Adrien is broke af how could this happen how could they love each other so much and just have her break the trust so easily
-he’s just kinda done with it so he’s accepted it and goes back to the tower with HM
-Meanwhile Marinette wakes up from getting knocked tf out and Tikki is whining super loud bc Marinette is in danger and she can tell
-some guards are drawn bc of the whines and Mari has the crown tied to her hand and she’s like “shit”
-they throw her in jail and she’s gonna be hung then next morning
-Tikki is on a mission and she books it to Nino’s pub
-back in the tower Hawkmoth has finished lecturing Adrien and leave him to himself
-Adrien takes out the little kingdom flag he got and looks at it
-and suddenly he starts to see the symbol everywhere
-it’s hidden in all his paintings around his room
-and suddenly now he knows
-that baby boy is Him
-he leaves his room determined to get somewhere
-Hawkmoth is like ?? “What’s wrong Adrien?”
-“I’m the lost Prince”
-“what?”
-“I’m the lost Prince! Aren’t I father? Or should I even call you that?”
-oh hawkmoth is Pissed
-Adrien tries to leave to go find Marinette and Hawkmoth is like “she’s going to be dead when you get there, she’s due to hang for her crimes”
-and Adrien is screwed and he can’t do anything so he surrenders
-back at the castle
-Nino and his bar mates have arrived and they’re kicking ass for Marinette
-And she ends up on Tikki’s back and is like all sappy like “thank you for saving me it means a lot really”
-Tikki doesn’t care she just needs to get Mari to Adrien like now
-so sick montage of tikki running to the tower
-and Marinette scales the tower
-and she’s in! And there’s Adrien! Chained to the wall with tape on his mouth?
-and suddenly Marinette has a sharp pain in her side where Hawkmoth totally just stabbed her
-she slams into a mirror and breaks it and just kinda slumps against the wall with all the shards
-Adrien is flipping shit,,, he’s taking on the chains and screaming into the tape and he’s crying and she’s crying and hawkmoth is just standing over her like
-“poor little thief got what was coming to her”
-Hawmoth goes to grab Adrien and take him to a new area, where no one could find them
-but Adrien fights him so hard
-he’s yanking back and kicking
-and Hawkmoth yells “STOP FIGHTING”
-Adrien gets the tape off enough so he can speak
-“I WILL NEVER STOP FIGHTING YOU, I WILL FIGHT UNTIL THE DAY I DIE”
-he glances at Mari and she’s staring at him with tears in her eyes, clenching her side
-“unless…unless you let me heal her. If you just let me heal her I will go wherever with you, no fighting”
-Hawkmoth doesn’t want to deal with his crap so he’s like “whatever”
-he chains Marinette to the staircase banister, “in case you get any ideas” he says
-Adrien runs over to her and he’s brushing her hair back from her face and he’s crying and she’s crying
-and he presses some hair and his hands to her wound and he’s like “shhhh shhhh it’s okay you’ll be okay we’ll be okay”
-and she’s crying so much and she’s like “no you won’t be you can’t just go be a slave to him”
-and it’s in slow motion when she grabs his hair and swings a jagged piece of the mirror up and slices it at the base of his neck
-Hawkmoth is y e l l i n g because there goes all the power he was able to have
-Adrien is completely shocked, he doesn’t really understand what the hell just happened
-all he can see is Hawkmoth drastically aging into a very very old man and stumbling until Plagg trips him and sends him falling out of the window
-it takes him a whole second to realize Marinette is still in his arms, dying with no way for him to save her
-“no no no Marinette stay with me, please please you can’t go”
-she just weakly smiles at him and she’s like “I never got to tell you”
-and she winces and tries to sit up more to reach for him
-“you were my new dream”
-“you were mine”
-cue gross ugly sobs from me because Marinette slowly slips away
-Adrien cries out in complete anguish and just holds her limp body, crying because he loved her so much oh my god
-his tears fall on her face and he’s too broken to notice the golden rays coming off of her until they completely consume the room
-and Adrien is so confused,,, why are all these golden rays surrounding Marinette
-and she shifts in his arms and he’s like !!!!!!
-he looks down at her and her eyes open and she’s like
-“have I ever told you I’ve got a thing for green eyes”
-Adrien barely has time to laugh before they’re slamming their lips together, crying and just so so so happy that they’re okay
-they leave the tower and go back to the kingdom, because Adrien knows now that he is the lost Prince
-also Marinette sort of needs to make amends with the kingdom bc she’s in love with Adrien dammit and she’s not gonna lose him
-Adrien sees Momma Agreste and Gabriel
-and everyone is So Happy!!! And they’re hugging!!!
-And Marinette is just standing off to the side content that he’s with his family
-and then momma yanks her into the hug circle
-and then there’s a mini fast forward and Look at That!!! We’re at a celebration !!!
-and we have some Cute ass scenes of Prince Adrien talking to the citizens of the kingdom
-and Mari snatches his crown off his head
-and he just rolls his eyes and they kiss
-and the camera slowly pans up onto an announcement
-For a royal wedding

AHHHHH THIS TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO WRITE ITS SO LONG I AM SO SORRY I LITERALLY WROTE OUT THE ENTIRE MOVIE

of vityenka and his papa
  • andrei nikiforov is a model who is based in paris, france
  • he’s fluent mainly in russian, english and french
  • fashion (editorial) model vs runway model
  • idk dudes this is not really discussed
  • later he becomes a businessman
  • remember this post?
  • remember this post?
  • remember this post?
  • yes, the same person whom yuu k has a brief crush bc he’s gorgeous af is the same person who is not supportive of vic niki’s dreams
  • what do you mean yuu k cannot have a crush on papa niki?!
  • yuu k got good tastes in men, ok!

  • vic niki loves and respects his papa, but he also calls his papa a pretentious bastard bc papa niki is an asshole
  • as a child, vic niki rarely see his papa bc he’s often in france for work
  • why doesn’t papa niki bring his family to live with him in france?
  • bc mama niki prefers to remain in russia to raise vic niki
  • when vic niki is 3 years old, mama niki brings him to watch an ice show and he falls in love with the ice
  • when vic niki is 4 years old, he asks mama niki to take him to the ice rink so he can learn how to skate
  • mama niki indulges in his requests but it becomes a routine where they wake up at 5 am to go to the ice rink so vic niki can be the first person to step on the ice 
  • do not ask me how the small child has the energy to wake up at 5 am every day when his mama has to be shaken from her sleep to wake up
    • ‘what time is it?‘
    • ‘omg my vitya, it’s only 5 am‘
    • ‘but mama, we have to go to the ice rink now‘
    • ‘no, it’s too early, and mama is still sleepy, ughhh‘
    • ‘mama, come on! we’ll go even in our pajamas, please‘
    • ‘we are not going to the ice rink just wearing our pajamas‘
  • however, this is only possible bc papa niki is not at home at all
  • except for that time he comes back from france, finds no one at home, makes his coffee and wait for his wife and son to come back
  • here’s the thing about andrei nikiforov returning home from france to russia after so long, he doesn’t fucking tell people he’s coming home
  • it caught yulia by surprise when she and vic niki return from the ice rink and finds her husband sipping his coffee while reading the newspaper
  • vic niki screams when he sees his papa bc it has been too long since he last seen his papa and papa there is so many things he wants to tell him
  • papa niki is pleased to see his son too so he asks where he has been all morning
  • i swear if vic niki knows what he says to his papa that time leads to the disaster that comes in the next 20 years, he will absolutely shut up
  • again, vic niki is only a small innocent child
  • he announces that he is learning ice skating
  • andreinikiforovshutsdown.exe
  • papa niki argues with mama niki

  • it’s not that papa niki doesn’t believe in his son’s potential but must it really be figure skating?
  • idk what his deal is bc if we are talking about risky career option, becoming a model is a risky career option as well
  • if you don’t have what it takes to survive in the modelling industry, despite your good looks, forget even trying to become a model
  • so what difference does it make when it comes to the sport of figure skating?
  • just bc there’s potential for vic niki to fall and injure himself?
  • is that the only reason he’s so against his son’s dreams?
  • bc he can’t bear the thought of his son getting hurt?

  • papa niki and vic niki are involved in a situation where the son attempts to prove to his father that he can do what his father thought he couldn’t do but instead of seeing and believing in his son, the father ignores it
  • how long has this mess been going on?
  • AROUND TWENTY YEARS
  • if you are counting, it starts from the age of 5
  • but zue, what about vic niki surprising his parents in his early 20s?
  • ‘broken relationships takes years to be fixed’
  • vic niki surprised his parents but it was more of an apology to his mama for hurting her feelings but what was he apologizing to his papa for?
  • he didn’t do anything to his papa aside from slamming the door on his face and being absolutely uncooperative since childhood til adulthood but vic niki didn’t think this warrant for an apology
  • vic niki didn’t need to have the talk with his mama bc he knew that his mama has always forgiven him regardless, even if she didn’t say that to his face bc mama niki is more of a silent participant
  • IT’S A MOTHER’S UNCONDITIONAL LOVE OK
  • but why does he need to apologize to his papa?
  • when all his papa has been doing to him is ignore him in his entire life?
  • in vic niki’s defense, it’s papa niki who owes him an apology!

  • but folks, there’s a reason why andrei exists for a crack scenario where yuu k has a one-sided crush on him and vic niki is all like, ‘of all people, yuuri, why do you have a crush on my papa?‘
  • and yuu k’s response to vic niki’s accusation is, ‘but vitya, your father is very much like you‘ and what it means to yuuri is ‘that’s why i fall in love with you bc now i can see where your personality comes from‘
  • it’s a running joke with my friends that andrei often say that vic niki takes after his mama and yulia just stare at him like she’s in The Office bc while there are traits that vic niki inherits from her, vic niki is andrei’s son
  • both are stubborn af, tends to be impulsive and temperamental
  • and often when mama niki feels like shooting down her husband, she reminds him of the incident where he climbs into her apartment and proceed to take off his clothes as he poses as a live model
  • sounds familiar?
  • only a nikiforov will come to their future spouse in absolutely nothing

  • it’s true that papa niki and vic niki finally made up when the latter turns 30 but they have been making progress after they have the talk
  • i’ll cover the talk later but basically papa niki and vic niki sit down and talk about a lot of things which includes why he’s so against vic niki’s dreams
    • bonus: vic niki says the signature quad flip is dedicated to his papa
      • it’s more of a fuck you papa but he realizes that his hatred for his papa actually make him succeed at doing the quad flip
  • and vic niki regrets making up with his papa bc he discovers papa niki is brutal af when he is being supportive to his son’s dreams
    • ‘who cut your hair?‘
    • ‘i did‘
    • ‘it’s hideous‘
    • ‘it’s not hideous, papa!‘
    • ‘it’s hideous, but we can fix it‘
  • vic niki knows his papa is a model but he does not expect his papa to be giving him full blown advice from his hair to skin care to clothing choice to mannerisms class
  • at one point, after revealing to his parents that he stole his mama’s sketchbook to make the costumes, it is papa niki who suggests that mama niki design vic niki’s future costumes
    • ‘i’m a painter, not a fashion designer‘
    • ‘i know fashion, i know fabric, i can help‘
  • when vic niki end up coating himself with gold glitter, effectively becoming the sparkling russian fairy, papa niki strips his son naked and proceed to scrub vic niki’s entire body while screaming WHO TOLD YOU TO GET YOURSELF COVERED FULL OF GLITTER
  • bc of his experience, papa niki takes the responsibility to style his son, making sure he looks elegant bc no son of a nikiforov is going to the ice looking so d i s h e v e l e d
  • at one point, papa niki becomes vic niki’s manager
    • it’s not an official position
    • but yakov appreciates the nikiforovs’ involvement bc victor has zero cooperation with people so knowing that his parents are involved in their son’s career, he can rest at ease
    • or not, bc the nikiforovs are extra af
  • he also manages the merchandises and yuu k is so happy when papa niki gifs him with the limited edition posters of his husband
    • ‘yuuri, the real thing is here so why are you–‘
    • ‘but i have always wanted to own these posters‘

  • while i believe vic niki could have pulled the ‘i’m moving to japan to seek my true love’ mission all by himself, bc this is cheetos au, we have to involve the nikiforovs
  • vic niki bangs the door at 4 am, lies on the floor and cries that the love of his life does not return his love, under the watchful gaze of his parents
  • when vic niki watches the video and realizes that it’s yuuri, he bangs the door at 4 am, make his parents wake up and announces, ‘i found him and he’s calling me to go to him!‘
  • vic niki bangs the door at 4 am and tells his parents that he’s moving to japan. he doesn’t ask them to help him move but papa niki offers to help
  • bc he knows of a crazy nikiforov who do anything for their true love and it’s him
  • yes, it is papa niki who says, ‘surprise him by appearing before him nude’
  • is it really surprising that vic niki listens to his papa this time?
Grim reaper binu

Listen it’s 1:31 am and I had a idea

-grim reaper!eunwoo and human!moonbin
-moonbin saw a cat stuck in a tree and climbed it to help get the cat out
-it’s a really tall tree
-and he falls
-binnie wakes up feeling really light and when he turns around he sees eunwoos face and gasps
-k but imagine eunwoo with like some cool as fuck black wings and a black buttton down shirt with the first few buttons popped mJHH
-moonbin: holy shit are you an angel
-eunwoo: what no I’m dressed in black and I’m a grim reaper what I don’t look like an angel those pricks are always dressed in white smh
-moonbin: Shit did I die
-eunwoo: uh yeah you fell out of a 40 foot fucking tree and didn’t even land on grass you landed on concrete
-moonbin: but I didn’t get to feed my cat shit shit
-binnie starts panicking and tears begin to fill his eyes
-what if no one checks up on Sir. Fluffikins? Mj hates his cat so he wouldn’t feed him and rocky is always so busy with dance
-moonbin is now hyperventilating bc of his cat
-eunwoo: Hey so um are you okay ?
-moonbin: I DIDNT GET TO SAY GOOD BYE TO SIR. FLUFFIKINS AND MJ WONT FEED HER IM THE WORST CAT OWNER
-eunwoo never really had to deal with someone that was this much of a hot mess (emphasis on the hot)
-like yeah ppl sometimes cried or asked to please not die but no one ever had a mental breakdown bc they didn’t feed their cat or didn’t get to say good bye to their cat
-eunwoo being the softy he is let’s moonbin say goodbye to his cat
-moonbin thanking him through the tears and snot leaking and promising that he will make it up to him
-when they get to moonbins apartment eunwoo is met with several cat toys and pictures frames of family friends and his cat
-it’s a mess but it’s charming
-moonbin rushing over to sir. Fluffikins and fussing over how much he lovers her and will miss her
-it’s rare to see a human have that much love for another human but to have so much love for an animal?? That’s extraordinary to eunwoo
-grim reapers are born when children were born into terrible lives pass away
-their parents didn’t love them or they got bullied from a young age
-they didn’t receive love as children so when they die they become grim reapers and deal with other children and people dying bc the universes is fucked up okAy
-so to see so much love for such a ugly cat… it warms eunwoo s heart
-eunwoo: hey so uh you love your cat a lot
-moonbin: yes ur point
-eunwoo: bc u love ur cat so much I’m gonna let you live
-moonbin is shook
-queue moonbin bowing to eunwoo and promising that he will take better care of his car and thanking him
-eunwoo waving it off but he is hella charmed by the cute human who loves his cat
-eunwoo is about to jump and fly out of moonbins window but Bin grabs his hand
-moonbin: wait when can I see you again
-eunwoo: why would u want to see me again when you see me again that means your dead
-moonbin: I gotta repay you
-eunwoo doesn’t really know what to say to that humans aren’t that nice to him!!! Humans always blame him for their deaths even though it’s their fault they put a toaster in the bathtub but what ever
-so when moonbin is being so kind to eunwoo!!! He is flustered as hECK
-eunwoo thinks for a moment until he swoops down and gives moonbin a quick peck on the lips
-eunwoo: you don’t have to repay me anymore just please don’t die soon you still have a life to live
-eunwoo quickly leaves and hides in a tree bC WHAT THE FUCKMSK AA I JUST KISSED A CUTE HUMAN IS THAT EVEN ALLOWED KAKZDH
-moonbin touching his lips and mummering how his lips were cold
-moonbin is also really flustered bc he got kissed by a grim reaper that’s fucking ripped and has ducking wings wHAT how cool is that
-moonbin tries everything to find eunwoo again
-he goes to the tree where he first fell out of, hangs out by the grave yard, tries going to the hospital but nothing works
-one day when Bin was hanging out with rocko he conveniently forgot about his peanut allergy and ate some cookies that had nuts in them
-One of them being peanuts
-fast forward a fun ride to the er and moonbin also dying bc rocko didn’t know what a EpiPen was or how to use it (same tho)
-moonbin doesn’t die but he was close
-when he wakes up he sees eunwoo sitting on one of the chairs with his hands in his hair looking vv stressed
-moonbin whispering hOLY SHIT
-eunwoo looking up with the most attractive scowl on his face wow he looks mad but hot AF
-eunwoo: I told you not to die anytime soon
-moonbin: shit did I die again
-eunwoo: no the doctors saved you pls teach ur ‘swag’ friend how to use an EpiPen
-moonbin: I’m sorry to inconvenience you, , , but why are u here if I’m not dead
-eunwoo tells him how he is drawn to near death experiences cause ppl most of the time die during them
-moonbin: wait so if I almost die but I don’t does that mean I get to see you again
-eunwoo: yeah I guess but why would u want death
-moonbin winking and being a cheeky little shit
-Bin has a few more encounters with eunwoo bc bin is dumb af and thirsty for some underworld dick I mean WHAT I AM A CHILD OF THE LORD
-nah but moonbin is vv whipped for eunwoo
-eunwoo being the dork he is finds it cute Bin is trying so hard to see him but also it worries him sick bc pLEASE Bin no why ARE YOU FLYING A KITE WITH A METAL WHISK ATTACHED TO IT DURING A STORM YOUR NOT BENJAMIN FRANKLIN
-one day eunwoo tells Bin how he used to be the prince of a kingdom long ago when he was human
-but his parents and the people of the castle neglected him and he was forgotten by the people
-he was never truly loved and got terribly sick at the age of 6
-the king and the queen didn’t even bat an eye to get him medicine or anything
-was a waste of time money and resources
-So prince woo died
-man it’s 2:13 idk now to make tragic back stories
-moonbin giving him a hug and telling woo that his parents are assholes and that he will love him twice as much as he does now to make up for the jerkbutt larents
-eunwoo being mushy in the inside cause moonbin loves him!!
- okay but like cuddling between eunwoo and Bin is the cutest
-Eunwoo is naturally cold and moonbin is a heater basically
-also eunwoo likes to spoon moonbin and wrap one of his wings around Bin like a blanket
-but eunwoo and Bin can only meet if Bin almost dies
-this really pains eunwoo bc bin is a fucking idiot and lowkey trying to kill himself
-eunwoo: WHY DID YOU JUMP OFF A CLIFF
-moonbin: I WOULD DIE FOR YOU
-eunwoo: dONT
-moonbin: TO BAD
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That’s it that’s my lol Drabble fic shit I hope u like it

gevalover  asked:

Idk I love your headcanons I love your blog I love e v e r y t h i n g- :'))) ndjdjdjxhd (I need headcanons can u do headcanons? Some glacier or lava headcanons? U can? No problem Can I wait? I can wait.... :') )

Lucky for you my friend, lava was next on my list cause it was requested a few times a while ago!! So you won’t have to wait ;)) I have some glacier ones here if you’re interested but I should have a part two coming out soon!! ❤ (*whispers* also I love you thank u, smorch)

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(just so you see it!!) and also tHANKS I love u all so much :’’’)

      • Nya: Cole where’s Kai
        Cole: idk he’s probably off practicing his backflips on the roof like he said he was going to earlier today.
        Nya:
        Cole: oh hOLY CRAP *jumps out of his chair* KAI I SAID NO
      • how can they be each other’s impulse control when they both do stupid things
        • Kai: so I can either bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute
          Cole: OR WE COULD COOK THEM AT 4,000,000 DEGREES FOR 1 SECOND
          Nya: it is impossible for you to make the oven that hot-
          Kai: COLE YOU’RE A GENIUS
          Nya: you are going to kill us all
          Kai: *lights hands on fire* LET’S GO
        • please don’t ever let them in the kitchen together they’re a disaster
      • Cole is hurt and offended when Kai tells him he doesn’t like musicals and he has to have a serious sit down and think about “is this really the boy i want to spend the rest of my life with after he just said that"
        • Kai is like “fine I’ll tolerate them for you” but on the inside he’s like google how do I learn every single musical to impress my boyfriend
        • Cole show’s him the movie version of phantom of the opera and he actually rly loves it
        • when Christine sings this song it reminds him of his dad and he cries
        • Kai: I can’t believe Christine and Raul are us except in an alternate universe where Raul isn’t a possessive jerk who goes ‘haha silly Christine’ when she tells him there’s a psychopath trying to kidnap her who’s been following her for her whole life
          Cole: ok but who would be Christine
          Kai: obviously you because you’re so pretty
          Cole: :D
          Kai: and because I sound more like Carlotta when I sing.
      • they are both so sappy you have no idea, if you don’t like PDA stay away from these guys they will be so in love it’s not even funny
        • smooches!!! head smooches, cheek smooches, hand smooches, lip smooches, nose smooches, lots of smooches all the time
        • and if you tell them it’s gross they’ll do it even more
        • oh hey yeah and they smooch each others scars all the time too bc now they both have scars and they just wanna tell each other they’re beautiful because of their scars rather than despite them
        • the amount of times the team will wake up and they’ll both be passed out on the couch from pulling an all nighter and they’re just cuddling each other and they’re like “idk who’s limbs belong to who” they’re just tangled around each other
        • “where is my boyfriend” “he went to pee like 3 seconds ago” “then he needs to pee FASTER”
        • Kai: I’m not clingy i don’t know what you’re talking-
          Cole: hey guys I’m back from grocery shopping
          Kai: COLE *jumps on him and hugs him like a koala and doesn’t let go for the rest of the day*
        • if you want one of them it’s 98% likely you’re going to get the other one too
        • don’t ask them to do anything when they’re spending time together they’ll be like “you are asking me to step away from the love of my life?? my source of life and joy?? I can’t believe you want me to die why would you do something like this to us”
        • *kicks down door* “my ‘my boyfriend is sad’ senses are tingling”
      • arguably the two most passionate members of the team so put them together in a relationship and they’re like “boundaries?? taking things slow?? idk her I only know dying for my boyfriend whom I love and have been dating for 3 days”
        • for real though Kai was like “so when we get married” and cole just completely didn’t even question it and they’d only been dating a week  
      • Cole has one of those silent laughs, but if you get him to really laugh it’s the loudest most genuine beautiful thing you’ll ever hear and Kai actually forgets how to breathe after he hears it the first time so he makes it his mission to make him laugh like that more often, even if I means he has to “accidentally” fall down the stairs
        • speaking of, cole didn’t know how to handle his feelings to start with so he’s like a tiny kid like “ugh I hate him and his stupid pretty face and his nice smell and his soft hair and his sparkly smile”
        • Cole: sorry I’m late I was doing things
          Kai, stumbling in with dishevelled hair and out of breath: he pushed me down the stairs!!
      • when they get back from being abandoned in space and Zane dies, Kai hates the stars
        • he hates looking at them, he doesn’t think they’re pretty, they’re an awful reminder to him
        • but one day when he’s just staring at them in disdain, Cole comes along to talk to him and when Kai turns round to look at him, he sees the stars in every part of him
        • they reflect off him and make his hair gleam and his eyes sparkle and his skin glow, and suddenly the stars are the most beautiful thing Kai has ever seen
      • Kai: *jumps out at Cole* RAAAAH
        Cole: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH…………….. GONNA SWIIIIIIIIING FROM THE CHANDELIIIIIIER-
      • when they team up in battle it either goes brilliant or terrible
        • if it goes well they can take out an entire army by themselves, they’re so in sync
        • if it goes terrible they come back singed and muddy like “yeah we’re sorry but we blew up half of ninjago city and only got 3 bad guys”
      • Jay: you stink Kai
        Cole: *punches a hole through the wall* WHAT did you just say about my boyfriend
      • they’re both troubled beans and they have nightmares allllllll the time, so when they do they will just sit up with the other and tell them that it’s OK and that they’re there for them and lots of cuddles and head smooches
      • *laying on the floor*
        Kai: I wonder which of us could climb the temple wall faster, that would be an interesting competition
        Cole: haha yeah it would
        Kai:
        Cole:
        Kai:
        Cole:

        *both scramble up and sprint to the temple wall*
      • the only rocky (hehe) part of their relationship was when cole first got his orange death hands hands, he was worried he couldn’t control it and would hurt Kai if he touched him, and Kai is always scared that he’ll blow up and hurt Cole, so they kinda avoid each other for a while and stop being all clingy with each other and it made them :((
      • they fire jokes off the back of each other all the time this is canon here are some canon lines from the last episode of season 6 because I watched it last weekend
        • Kai: ha, looks like we crashed your party!
          Cole: and to think, we forgot a wedding gift!
        • Kai: you’re a real tough guy when you get each of us alone,
          Cole: but let’s see when you get us together!
      • so Kai may suck at singing but he’s a great dancer, and him and Cole choreographed a whole “boyband style” routine to bye bye bye and it’s the best dance you’ll ever see
      • Kai: do I even weigh anything to you?
        Cole: it’s like holding a bunch of grapes
      • Kai’s favourite animal is a lizard so if they ever see one running around cole with scoop it up and be like “Kai I found you another child I love u bby” and Kai is like “cole pls I love you too but this is the 7th one you’ve found this week”
      • yeah so I mentioned that Cole is basically a cat when he wants a hug like he’ll just lay all over you
        • one time Kai is tryna send an email on his laptop, and cole just comes in and lays across his lap all over the keyboard and the email accidentally sends with “good evening, I’m emailing you regarding augknciqnwinf617_wgvdi!hr:8@he/////////////////”
        • Kai can’t even be mad because Cole is cute and he’s smilin and he just wants a hug
      • Lloyd burst into the room once because he heard yelling and he thought they were fighting but when he got in they were just going “NO I LOVE YOU MORE” “OH YOU THINK YOU’RE A BETTER KISSER THAN ME?? COME OVER HERE AND PROVE IT” “FINE BUT IF I WIN YOU HAVE TO KISS ME” “THAT’S PRETTY GAY BUT OK”
        • and Lloyd sees them sat in a pile of junk and clothes and he’s like “what are you doing”
        • and they just go “um we’re packing in case of a zombie apocalypse, duh” and Lloyd just. leaves. because. guys. you live in a floating ship why would you need to pack for an apocalypse.
      • Cole finds a “100 ways to say I love you” prompt thing and he leaves Kai notes every morning with one of the messages on
      • Kai: good morning everyone
        Cole: good morning Kai I love you and you’re the most handsome boy I’ve ever seen!!
        Kai: *literally combusts*
      • it’s tragic because Kai’s clothes are too small so cole can’t wear them without stretching them so Kai buys a huge jumper one day only for the fact that he wants cole to wear one of his sweatshirts
      • Kai: oh, you wanna go??
        Cole: yeah fight me you-
        Kai: oN A DATE WITH ME? OH YOU DO HA I GOT YOU
        Cole: Kai i’m your boyfriend you egg what were you trying to achieve
      • for someone who flirts a lot Kai sure is oblivious to when people flirt back
        • Cole: hey Kai I need to go to the hospital, cause you’ve got me seeing stars ;))
          Kai: ha! Good one cole, testing out the good lines for the ladies
          Cole: … Kai…
          Kai: yes
          Cole: Kai I’m gay
          Kai: oh!
          Cole: I was saying that to you
          Kai: oh!! haha no cole, you’re supposed to use pick up lines on people you like, like when you wanna take them out on a date. that kinda thing
          Cole: just. excuse me. for a minute.
          *walks into his room, calmly closes the door and then screams into his pillow for 3 minutes*
      • Cole: hey Kai can you pass me some water
        Kai: *high kicks it across the room*
        Cole: ….. w HY

      Ask me ninjago headcanons!

      Put My Heart Back Together

      Summary: Reader isn’t human and when she finally confesses her love to a certain metal armed soldier, her heart breaks (literally) when he doesn’t love her back. Will the reader deal with the dullness she has to indure or will Bucky come to his senses? Soulmate AU?

      Warnings: ANGST AF, fluff..? sex talk…? so many curse words Cap would be ashamed. 

      Authors Note: Okay I am going to write a part two but idk about any other parts. Please tell me what you think! ENJOY LOVES!!! I listened to A Piece of Your Heart by Ariana Grande, when i wrote this. ( even though i don’t like her) This is absolute shit guys..

      Originally posted by vanish

      Y/N was not human, she was a very rare creature. Y/N’s kind take the appearance of humans at first, they only have one love and they have powers as well. Each one has their own power very unique to them. Y/N has the ability of fire control and the gift of real wings, her wings have the ability to come out of her spine when she feels it’s necessary. Y/N’s kind has one love as stated before but when they finally tell their lover they love them, if they don’t feel the same love their life gets duller, literally. Their heart tears into two separate pieces and the only way they can have it put together again is to have the person they love, love them back. They only and will only have one true love. When their lover dies, they die as well. They are based all on emotions and they think with their heart rather than their brain. When they hurt emotionally, they hurt physically. That is one of the reasons they are rare, they did not rage wars but rather try to resolve the issue. When the war reached Y/N’s home planet, thousands died and resulted in a handful making out alive. The rest of her kind is scattered throughout the universe, each one trying to find their lover so they can do the one thing they were made for. And that is how Y/N found her way into the Avengers compound. 

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      Head Cannons: Hamliza

      Ship: Hamliza (Alexander Hamilton x Elizabeth Schuyler)

      HC’s: How They Met






       - They meet in the most rom-com way ever.
       - Eliza goes to Peggy and Marias café with Angelica where she (literally) bumps into Alex.
       - He accidently spills his (boiling hot) coffee all over her.
       - After stopping Angelica from tearing him a new one Eliza tell him it’s alright and smiles at him.
       - And Alex just stops.
       - Eliza is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen?
       - Her smile makes the dull grey sky turn a lighter shade of blue.
       - Her eyes are sending him to another world.
       - He just Stares.
       - Angelica calls him out and Eliza is giggling.
       - He apologises a million times and says he’ll pay for her coffee as an apology.
       - She says he doesn’t have too but he Insists.
       - Peggy and Maria watching this go down with Cheshire cat smiles and knowing nods.
       - Angelica doesn’t approve of scraggly lookin’ Alex but she can see how Eliza is looking at him.
       - And Eliza can’t stop looking at him.
       - His hair, his smile, his eyes, oh, his eyes.
       - Eliza is helpless.
       - And so is Alex.
       - Eliza ends up asking him to sit with them.
       - He agrees, obviously.
       - Angelica makes an excuse to leave early, not being able to bare the shy small talk.
       - The shy small talk turns into Alex passionately ranting about politics.
       - Eliza watches his eyes light up with every word he says and she knows she is done for.
       - Alex asks her thoughts and she shares her timidly, not used to people really caring for her opinions.
       - And he completely agrees with everything she says.
       - He is impressed with how much she knows, because she knows a fair amount. (Eliza is smart guys)
       - They end up talking about everything, recent events in the world, their jobs, their interests, they basically play 20 questions at one point.
       - They lose track of time and Peggy and maria basically have to kick them out because it’s closing time.
       - As their leaving they both linger outside, not really wanting to part ways.
       - They both go to speak at the same time. (I told y’all, rom com shtick right here)
       - Alex bashfully asks for her number. She giddily puts it into his phone.
       - She walks away with a small smile and her heart pounding fast. (she glances back and they wave and it’s cute okay)
       - As soon as Eliza is out of sight Alex jumps up into the air, fist bumping nothing and grinning from ear to ear, yelling a loud “YES!!” and practically running down the street.
       - Eliza gets ambushed by Peggy and Angelica at home and she is Flustered and gushes about him and does the dazed , in-love sigh thing and Angelica and Peggy tease her mercilessly.
       - Alex goes back to his small apartment and straight to Johns room to yell about the cute girl that he is very much in love with and wants to see again and forever.
       - John is half asleep and tells him to go away.
       - He doesn’t.
       - Alex paces around his room debating on whether it’s too soon to text her.
       - Should he text or call?
       - Text.
       - Call.
       - Text.
       - He eventually writes (a small novel) a message to her and then puts his phone down and runs into the bathroom as if his phone is going to implode.
       - Eliza is just coming out of the shower when her phone buzzes.
       - She sees it’s from one ‘Alexander Hamilton’ and Smiles Real Big.
       - She reads (the small novel) his message and her cheeks are aflame, she squealing and hiding her face in her hands, She Is So Happy.
       - She re-writes her response five times before she finally sends it.
       - She goes to sleep with a Giant Smile and a fluttering heart.
       - Alex finally gets the courage to look at his phone and nearly falls over.
       - He reads her reply and totally does not run around his room jumping and hollering, no, no way.
       - He falls back onto his bed with a bright grin, staring at the ceiling and his heart hammering against his ribcage.
       - There is no way he slept that night.
       - He stayed up writing poetry about Eliza. A l l N I g h t. (so much p a p e r)
       - (idk what else to add so i’m gonna leave it there ;0)

      anonymous asked:

      i can't wait for part 2 of the recent jumin cheating fic pls rip my heart out with angst okay adios i love u

      Author’s note: it’s 4am || Is this enough heartbreak?? Yes?? No?? Idk??  part one here !!

      Part 2 (of 2)

      It’d been a week since that day.

      You snapped your head in the direction of the moan. What the hell was that?

      Your body felt heavy as you forced yourself to investigate the noise. You found yourself staring at the closed door of the master bedroom.You glared down at your trembling hands. 

      Stop itthere’s no reason to be afraid.

      But, if that was true, what was stopping you from bursting through the door? Your fingers tightened around the cold knob. 

      Jumin loves me. 

      In one short moment of insane courage, you twist the handle; He loves me, you reassured yourself again before entering the room.

      “MC? Are you awake?”

      Jaehee’s voice pulled you back into reality. Instead of responding, you rolled over, facing your back toward her.

      “I understand you don’t want to talk, but it’s 3 in the afternoon and you haven’t had anything to eat.”

      You remained silent. Jaehee had been kind enough to let you stay with her, yet here you were, repaying her with a cold shoulder.

      “…I’ll go get something for the both of us. I’ll be back soon, MC”

      As soon as Jaehee shut the door, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. You closed eyes, and let your mind wander again.

      He loves me.

      Numbness spread across your body like a wildfire. It was like a bad car accident, it hurt to look at, but you just couldn’t turn away. Except, instead of cars, it was your fiancé fucking another women on top of the bed you once shared. The air smelled like a mixture of cheap perfume, sweat, and Jumin’s cologne. There were clothes scattered everywhere, and two empty wine glasses on the floor, decorating the room like a cherry on top of a Sundae. 

      Not that you noticed any of this. You were still telling yourself it was all just a horrible nightmare. After hearing another pleasured filled moan from Ms. Jhang, you didn’t even know her first name and here she was ruining your life, you felt a rush of emotions hit you.

      You tasted blood, and that’s when you realized how hard you were biting your lip, attempting to keep the bile from rising up past your throat. You tried to back out of the room, but your feet were cemented to the ground. How have they not seen me? How much time has passed? It felt like eons to you, but in reality, it had only been a couple seconds.

      “Shit, MC?”

      Ah yes, your ex-lover had finally noticed you. You wanted to open your mouth and say something, say anything, but I guess your voice was another thing Jumin had taken that night. He had moved closer to you, almost an arm’s length away. You looked up and saw his mouth moving. Has he been talking this whole time? Closing your eyes, you tried to focus on his voice, hearing nothing but a low buzz.

      When you opened them back up, you focused on the floor instead of his eyes. You saw his feet continue to move forward, as if he was trying to suffocate you with his closeness. Something caught your eye and you tilted your head. The navy blue tie. My favorite.

      Your body was on autopilot when you bent down and picked up the fabric. Running the silk between your fingers, you looked back up at Jumin.

      “Did she take this off of you?”

      You were taken aback by the strength in your voice, and by the look on Jumin’s face, so was he.

      “MC, I’m back with food! Also, Zen’s with me, he wanted to visit you again.”

      If your eyes weren’t so puffy, you would’ve rolled them. When you heard your stomach growl at you, you wrapped a blanket around your body and slipped out of bed. You peaked out the door, but squinted when the light hit your eyes.

      “Why is it so damn bright in here, Jaehee?”

      She turned around with a giant smile on her face. “You’re up! Did you come to eat?”

      “Is there any beer?”

      “…Zen brought some.”

      You held out an open hand, expectantly waiting for a cool drink. Instead, Zen handed you a hot plate of fried rice. The smell was tempting, but it wasn’t what you wanted.

      “No.”

      Zen took sunglasses out of his back pocket and slipped them over your eyes. “These are for the brightness, and I’m not giving you any beer until you finish your food.”

      The plate was starting to burn your hand so you looked for a place to set it down. Walking into the kitchen, you took a seat at the dining table. You got another wave of delicious aromas from the rice, and your stomach begged you for a taste.

      “Okay, okay, calm down. I’ll eat it.”

      Pushing the rice around a bit, you finally decide on what portion you wanted to nibble on first. When the first spoonful entered your mouth, you happily sighed.

      “Has she told you exactly what happened?”

      Zen was trying his best to whisper, but his stage voice betrayed him. You could basically hear Jaehee shaking her head no. The only people who knew what went down in that room were you, Jumin, and Ms. Jhang.

      “C-come again?”

      You held up the navy silk. “Did Ms. Jhang remove this tie from your neck?”

      If you hadn’t been so determined on getting an answer, you would have noticed that a certain long-haired woman had gathered her clothes and tiptoed across the cold hardwood floor, right out the door. Of course, you were too blinded by your emotions to know the, still no first name, Ms. Jhang had left.

      His messy hair bounced around as he nodded up and down. “She did.”

      You felt laughter bubble up in your stomach, and you tried to refrain from smiling. I put that tie on him, and she took off. If that isn’t some damning symbolism, I don’t know what is. Your emotions were swirling around inside of you, so when you finally opened your mouth to respond to him, you had no idea what to expect.

      “Okay.”

      Well, you weren’t expecting that.

      “Okay?”

      And neither was he.

      Jumin stepped right in front of you grabbed your wrist, pulling you into his chest.

      “Stop it, Jumin.”

      He slowly placed a hand on your chin.

      “Please, I-I can’t breathe.”

      He tilted your head up and looked you in the eyes.

      “S-Stop.”

      When he started to lean in, you felt a steady burning in your chest. Was that from all the anger? The sadness? The pity?

      Whatever it was, it gave you the power to shove Jumin away from you. “Did you not hear me? I said STOP. As in, ‘Don’t ever touch me again,’ you ASSHOLE!”

      The shock on Jumin’s face was priceless. Heck, it would’ve even been funny, given the right circumstances. The man you fell in love with was now a teary eyed little boy, quivering in front of you. In another life, you might have even been sorry for him.

      It took all of your strength to turn around. You tried to take a step, but something stopped you.

      Not something. A voice.

      “Please don’t leave me.”

      You barely heard him over the sound of your own sadness screaming out in your head. There was a new feeling in your chest, not a burning one, but a hollow pain. A pain that spread to your fingertips, to the back of your neck, and to the bottom of your feet. A pain that consumed you. A pain that whispered, ‘take him back.’

      You focused your eyes on the door. Like a toddler just learning how to walk, you mentally told yourself, left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot. Your hand caught on the door frame, as if your body was trying to fight your decision. Swallowing every single feeling you had, you turned to look at him. He was not going to have the last word.

      “Leave you? No. You’ll always have a piece of me, Jumin. And on those nights when you think that tiny piece of me is enough for you, I want you to remember, you could’ve had it all. You’re a fool for doing this, but you’d be an even bigger fool to not realize what you’ve lost. Goodbye, Mr. Han.”

      Your sweaty feet stuck to the wood floor, but you couldn’t hear them over the sound of his cries. Not that you cared anymore. You didn’t even realize you were outside until you saw your ragged breath turn into fog. Shaky hands held your phone up to your ear.

      “MC-”

      “Jaehee, pick me up outside of Jumin’s place as soon as you can.”

      “Why-”

      “Please.”

      She must have heard the strain in your voice because she hung up without saying another word.

      “Quit playing with your rice.”

      You shook your head, zoning back into the real world. “I’m full.”

      “But-”

      Zen held out a hand to stop Jaehee. He cracked open the fridge and pulled out a beer. “As promised. Drink responsibly, MC.”

      You grabbed the cool glass out of his hand and popped the lip off on the table. “Thanks, mom.”

      The familiar burning of alcohol flowed down your throat and you smiled. You looked at your two friends and sighed. “Come on you two,” you stood up and gestured them to follow you.

      Jaehee furrowed her eyebrows. “Where are we going?”

      You turned to them, your eyes glazed over from lack of sleep.

      “I’m going to tell you what happened after I caught Jumin cheating.”

      You had never seen the two of them move faster than they did at that moment. Zen nearly tripped over himself trying to get past Jaehee. The three of you settled in the living room and you leaned back on the couch. Taking one long, last sip of beer, you set the bottle down.

      “Jumin’s father once gave him advice on where different business clients’ meetings should be held-”

      “Mr. Chairman’s number one rule,” Jaehee interrupted.

      You nodded. “-But from the way he treated me a week ago, I’d say Jumin learned a lot more than business from his father.”

      “Horror Fanatics.”

      Warnings: N/A

      Pairing: Noah Foster x Reader

      Request: 

      could you do a fic where it’s like the reader is Emma’s sister and reader and Noah bond over really nerdy stuff and they fall in love or something like that ??? idk that just came to mind sorry if it’s awful. love you lots 😚😚

      soul mate au with Noah (mtv scream)

      Words: 1058

      (I combined the requests, if that’s alright. Sorry if the grammar in this is absolute crap, but I wanted to post this as soon as possible! Requests are open!)

      Originally posted by hollandrooden

      The hallways of George Washington High were filled with students all pushing and shoving trying to get to their next class. You looked around cluelessly, Emma, had left you to grab your schedule leaving you alone in a sea of teenagers. You itched your soulmate tattoo anxiously and shifted from one foot to the other. Your soul mate tattoo had showed up after you turned 12; you were freaking out but your sister, Emma coaxed you down and explained what it was. Another person in the world, had the exact same triangle and thick line just like yours would be your soulmate. But, you were new to Lakewood; after experiencing some difficult things with your father, your mother decided it was best for you to take a break from familiarity and go to a boarding school in California for a while.

      A harsh bump knocked you out of your clueless state, making you drop your books and binder on the ground. “Crap, I’m sorry. Ah.. Once again, Noah Foster here to ruin the day.” You laughed and moved a piece of hair behind your ear, kneeling down,“No no, really it’s okay.” Butterflies were swarming around in your stomach, his eyes reached yours and you turned and blushed. Noah handed you your binder but kept a hand on your book. “Carrie?” He held it up, sticky notes lined the book in colourful papers. “No I.. Yeah… I love Stephen King.” You grabbed it back from him, your hands slightly touching sending sparks up your arm “You’re kidding?” A blush grew across your face. Great, another person thought you were a freak for annotating a horror novel and he was extremely cute. “I love his books AND his movies. I’ve seen Carrie at least 7 times. He’s pretty much my all time favorite.” Noah turned around to scrounge around in his backpack before pulling out an old copy of The Shining. His plaid shirt was propped up a little bit, you could see the small soulmate tattoo on his body. A sickening thought dropped in your body as you began to think he already had a soulmate. “Wait. Let me see that.” Noah pulled your arm out so he could take a better look, “Holy sweet mother pearl.” You both laughed, Noah smiled a crooked grin. He rolled up his sleeves more so you could compare the two tattoos, already knowing they were the same. You were soulmates. “Well, I always thought it looked a bit like a knife, y’know for serial killer buisness?” You said and bit your lip, both of you were speechless. “So, I got your schedule but I have to also run to class, do you- Oh, hey Noah. You’ve met (Y/N), my little sister.” Emma came up to you guys and cocked her head to the side to see both of your arms against each other. He looked at you and grinned, “Sister? Oh yeah! Yeah. Well you see, horror fanatics just tend to gravitate towards each other. Almost like fate put two serial killers together.” Emma watched as her little sister giggled and Noah scratched his neck letting out a nervous laugh and raised her eyebrow. “Yeah, okay.” Noah tugged on his backpack and craned his neck to look at your schedule. “Math, room 2032. I’ll walk you, maybe we can talk more about your coolness.” “Wait- (Y/N)!” Emma’s mouth left open as you left with Noah barely even noticing her, chitchatting happily.


      “No way. You’ve lived in California? Ever heard of the Hitchhiker’s killer?” Noah asked, absolutely intrigued. You two had spent basically the whole day together, talking and laughing. A crush developed almost instantly after he pulled out his Stephen King book. “Did I? I was obsessed about him! Not gonna lie after reading up on him, I almost peed when a car stopped next to me when I was walking to my dorm. Turns out, all they wanted was directions.” Noah tilted his head back and laughed making you laugh. “You’re amazing.” His arm fell around your shoulders as you both continued to talk.


      “I don’t know why he just doesn’t ask her out.” Brooke tipped her beer back and sat down next to Emma. “I mean, can’t you see they are just eye screwing the hell out of each other?” It’s true. The whole party you both have barely spoken to anybody but each other. He’d say something, you’d laugh; you’d say something, he’d laugh. Emma turned to face her friend, laughing “I don’t want to picture my baby sister and Noah doing it. Ever.” Audrey sat down in a huff, “That’s fricking it, if I have to watch psychopath One and Two laugh at another messed up joke, I’m gonna pass out. He keeps saying ‘She’s so pretty but I’m not sure if she likes me’ all that crap. They are obviously soul mates I mean look at them!” Both of you were huddled in the corner, Noah’s arm over your shoulder and you almost wrapped around him. Emma patted her knee and scooched over so all three girls were sitting. After such a rough experience with your father leaving and all the trauma you went through, Emma was glad to see you finally smiling and laughing. Catching her eye, you saw Emma wave you down in the midst of the party. You excused yourself and walked over  “Hey! I’ve barely spoken to you since we got here. How was your first day of school? Did you like your classes?” She asked, eager to talk to you. “Well, I.. I only came over to grab a beer for me and Noah.” Brooke snickered and hid behind her bottle when Emma shot her a look, “Don’t you want to sit down? You’ve been standing for like an hour.” Audrey asked you, beginning to get up from her seat. “No! No, really it’s alright. Noah was just telling me about his podcasts, and that’s just a story I can’t miss.” You walked back and handed Noah his beer with a content look on your face. Then once again, you resumed flirting and laughing. Emma sighed, “I mean you’d think they’d be a little more shy towards each other right? They like just met each other. Most soulmates are shy. Why aren’t they shy?” Brooke and Audrey both laughed and leaned closer to Emma. “Maybe they are in love.” Brooke made a kissy noise and winked. “Brooke, you’re so annoying!” “Maybe she’s right, its like there’s a god of serial killer fanatics up there just playing puppet.” Audrey shrugged teasingly. The three turned to look back at the pair before watching Noah dip down and give you a small kiss. Your sister’s mouth was drawn open and Brooke laughed so hard she almost fell off of the lawn couch. “I knew it!” Audrey pointed at Noah.

      STILES STILINKSI X READER

      MAYBE

      Request: hii! idk if you take requests for stiles, but could you do one where the reader has liked Issac a while but he doesn’t feel the same, so stiles goes to comfort her and ends up accidentally gushing his feelings for her. thank you! <3 

      warnings: just fluff, more fluff, kisses, and fluff.

      gif cred @lovemusiclifexx

      X

      They had been sitting in the clustered little cafe around half an hour, but she still hadn’t brought a finger to her mug of cocoa. She sat with her legs folded to her chest, black jeans skinny and tattered, a comfy over sized white sweater drooping around her front. Her hair fell in tangled waves around her face, and her bright eyes bore intently into the marshmallows floating atop the surface of her drink.

      “Hey, earth to (Y/N),” Stiles snapped after the fourth time of trying to get her attention.

      “Wha-sorry,” she shook her head, blinking away her stars and raising her eyes to Stiles’ bright coppery brown ones.

      He leaned forward a little in his big green sofa chair, his blue flannel hung loosely around his shoulders. He took a deep breath, his lips parting as he blinked, “you’re thinking about him, aren’t you?”

      “Am not,” she fired back defensively, her cheeks flaring up.

      “Oh come on sweet cheeks, you haven’t touched your cocoa in thirty minutes, and that stuff is usually a cure to anything for you,” he chuckled.

      “How do you know that?” she stammered, arms folding.

      “Because I know you,” he smiled. His little dimples arose on his cute cheeks, his bright eyes crinkling as he watched her response intently.

      She sat quiet for a minute, toying with a string on her sweater, “am I good enough?” she asked at last.

      Stiles gaped, taken a back, “obviously, what, why?!”

      “Well because apparently he doesn’t think so,” she pouted, lower lip jutting out.

      “Ugh, Isaac? That guy? Really?” Stiles rolled his eyes.

      “Hey, don’t say it like that,” she huffed.

      “Well I’m sure you have better taste than in sunshine haired werewolf boys with commitment issues,” Stiles leaned back in his chair, tapping his foot against the polished wooden floorboards.

      “Stiles,” she warned.

      “Right, sorry, sorry!” he raised his hands in defeat, tilting his chin to the ceiling, where golden lights came trickling down from strings.

      “You say it like you know better,” she teased, “do you?”

      His eyes flickered back to hers, “maybe.”

      Her hands wrapped around her big red mug as she took a sip of her not so hot drink, the chocolate making her feel bubbly and good just like Stiles knew it would. 

      “Enlighten me,” she smiled.

      “Oookay,” Stiles ran his slender fingers absentmindedly through his messy brown hair. “I think there’s someone out there who really cares for you, like a lot, like you’re their whole world,” his voice lowered seriously. “I think he loves how your laugh sounds, and he just wants to hear it all the time, to know you’re happy and that he can give you everything you deserve.”

      He finished quietly, his eyes burning holes into the oak table and basically looking anywhere except at hers. He breathed in the scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries, his heart doing flips. The cafe was practically empty by this point, and they were the last two to be sat in the cozy back room.

      “Mm,” she contemplated, setting down her mug when he finished. “Now where do you think my mystery man is, Mr. Stilinski?” she beamed.

      “Probably closer than you think,” he tried weakly.

      She stared at him for a good few seconds, eyes flickering up and down her friend with interest, and then she burst out in a fit of giggles.

      “What?” stiles chuckled, throat rumbling from the sight of her sinking into her laughter with little wheezes for air.

      “Phew, you got me for a second there,” she snorted. “Oh god,” she covered her face like she always did when she ugly laughed, but Stiles just grinned. He loved her ugly laugh.

      “What?” he said again.

      “Oh nothing,” she bent forward in her chair and placed her palm to Stiles’ knee, “it was a good act though.”

      “Act?” Stiles pondered, buzzing with electricity from where she touched him.

      “Well you know, Stiles the nerdy goofball, lecturing me on love? Yeah right,” she winked.

      “Heyy,” Stiles said with mock hurt, the butterflies in his stomach dying down, “you’d be surprised how knowledgeable I am in that area.”

      “Oh please, the farthest you’ve managed is a high school crush, and lord knows she’s not going anywhere near that area,” the girl snickered.

      Stiles let out a giggle, resting his palm atop the girls hand. She didn’t flinch away, but she tensed, just a little.

      “Okay, so I’m a little lacking in the relationship field. But you had a crush on a dumb jock of a werewolf with raging hormones,” he fired back playfully.

      “Ouch,” she said.

      “Too soon?” Stiles asked, wondering if he’d hurt her feelings.

      “Nah,” she smiled, “I don’t need that loser,” she decided.

      “There you go!” Stiles beamed, “you finally came around.”

      “I guess I just needed the right person to show me how,” she squeezed his hand lightly.

      “Here,” Stiles said, moving his hand and raising a thumb to her face. She dipped back a little, but he shushed her protests and wiped the excess whipped cream from around her mouth anyways.

      “Oof, thanks,” she said. “Wha-EW!” she giggled when Stiles licked the cream off his fingers with a smirk.

      “What?” he snickered, “can’t waste. That would just be selfish.”

      “Well, you’re right there. You’re not selfish, Stiles Stilinski.”

      “Aren’t I?” he lifted a brow, frown settling in on his full lips.

      “No,” she insisted. “You care too much about the people you love to hurt them,” she said, “one of the many wonderful things about you. Coupled with the fact that you buy me hot chocolate all the time,” she smiled.

      “Well, I know how to treat a lady,” he said, giving her a nudge.

      “Oh yeah?” she challenged.

      “Hey hey hey, don’t judge. I bet I’m way better at this stuff than you’d give me credit for,” his warm brown eyes crinkled happily.

      “Like?”

      “Like I give great cuddles.”

      “From practicing with your pillow?”

      “Okay well I’m a good kisser, I bet.”

      “From practicing on your hand?”

      “Fine but I can fend off anyone who gets in our way.”

      “From practicing with that flimsy thing you call a bat?”

      Stiles stopped, eyes narrowing as he suppressed a smile, “you can make fun of me, but don’t you dare make fun of my bat.”

      They burst out laughing in sync, wiping the tears from their eyes as they bent over themselves with giggles. When they finally calmed down enough to take a breather, the girl had propped herself on her elbows, leaning in towards him, and he mimicked her gesture.

      His eyes flickered over his, and his voice came a whisper, “you’re really cute when you laugh, you know that?”

      “Wow, guess you can add being a gentleman to that list of yours,” she blushed.

      He sighed, his face saddening, eyes drawing away.

      “What’s up?” she asked, tilting his chin up with her fingertips.

      “You know what else I’m good at?” he said with a sense of defeat.

      “What?” she said, so close to him now that she could breathe in his cologne and warm aroma.

      “Falling for beautiful girls who can’t even see the power they have over me.”

      For a second, she laughed. It was instinct. He was joking, right? That’s what Stiles was best at, jokes. But then her eyes came to him, and she noticed his hesitant gaze, tilted lips, and trembling fingers, and suddenly it wasn’t so funny. Stiles, the adorable and dorky Stiles, suddenly seemed far more intimidating in front of her.

      She bent back, her heart faltering, “oh.”

      The cafe seemed to spin around her. The floorboards were gone, the coffee’s scent was making her dizzy,  the lights were blurring.

      “Yeah,” Stiles said softly. Then, when he saw her spaced out expression, “you okay?”

      “Y-yeah,” she shook her head, taking in a long breath and focusing herself once more, “fine.”

      “I’m sorry,” he said at once. “I shouldn’t have said anything, I-I m-mean that was dumb, obviously. I guess I was wrapped up in the moment and you’re whole fall for Isaac just got me all over the place,” he stammered, placing his head in his hands.

      “Hey, no, Stiles, look at me,” she soothed, pulling his hands gently away from his face, “I’m glad you told me.”

      “Really?” he rasped, fingers trembling against hers.

      “Yeah, I was just so oblivious that it never even occurred to me you could feel like that, I’m sorry.”

      “Don’t say that,” he said quietly.

      “No, but I have to. You’re my best friend Stiles, you’ve always been there for me. So there for me that I never even thought twice of what we meant to each other besides that. You bringing it up just woke me up, shone a light for me, reminded me that…” she trailed off.

      “That what?’ he murmured, golden flecked eyes darting over her face.

      “Maybe you’re right. Maybe he is closer than I know,” she said. “I mean, who’s there when I can’t stand being alone or afraid? You. Who makes me laugh more than anyone else could? You. Who puts me first, the person who I know I would fight for the same way they would fight for me-” she babbled, fireworks erupting in her belly, suddenly wanting to melt under Stiles’ gaze.

      “Loving you just comes so easy that I’ve been taking it for granted,” she finished.

      It was weird for her, to stare at her best friend and suddenly see him clearly. His adorable freckles, the distinct blink of his eyes when he laughed, how much more vivid his eyes looked up close, the way he would twitch his nose or touch his face when he was nervous. It was like seeing him for the first time.

      “What are you saying?” Stiles breathed.

      “I don’t know what I’m saying,” she admitted, her heart doing bounds.

      Stiles bent forward, so close their noses almost brushed each other.

      “Okay. What are you feeling?” he tried.

      “I’m feeling,” she whispered, heart going into overdrive, unable to think clearly from being so close to him.

      “Yeah?” he breathed.

      “I’m feeling…” she blinked down at his lips, and he tilted his head like he was daring her to try something.

      “I’m feeling kind of like I want to kiss you,” she said, her last words coming muffled as she spoke them into the breath where her lips met Stiles’. They were soft and warm, intoxicating, even, and god did Stiles know how to use them. He brought a hand to her cheek, fingers sliding across her flesh and into her hair as he bent more deeply into her mouth, sending electricity through her veins. She detached herself for a breath, but he was back at once, and there was a sudden urge for dominance as the two molded their lips together with more pressure, dipping back and forth as one leaned in harder than the other. Her hands went to his hair, brushing through his soft locks and tugging softly at them, the smell of the cafe being drowned out by his gentle aroma, and the brief taste of him being enough to have her hooked, to know she was going to have it bad.

      Stiles pulled away with a long breath, his big eyes blinking open to hers, their foreheads touching.

      “Wow,” stiles said breathlessly.

      “Wow,” she repeated, instantly hating the way her mouth felt without his lips pressed to hers. “I guess that practice on your hand really did pay off,” she giggled.

      “You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?” Stiles’ eyes crinkled, his lips twitching.

      “I really tried,” she laughed.

      He brushed his nose lightly to hers with a big smile that filled her whole being with joy.

      “You really make me crazy, Stiles Stilinski,” she said in awe of him.

      “Do you think,” he started nervously, “I can continue to make you crazy? I can be, you know, the only guy making you crazy, maybe?” 

      “Maybe?” she repeated.

      “Yeah,” his cheeks warmed.

      “More than maybe,” she decided.