idk what they did to your face

  • steve: you wrote about me
  • bucky: I don't know what you're talking about
  • steve: you pulled me out of the river
  • bucky: idk why I did that
  • steve: you nearly killed tony because he hurt me. you actually roared like an angry pigeon or something
  • bucky: I don't like him
  • steve: you tried to pull me behind the shield when I was covering you with it
  • bucky: I didn't mean to do that
  • steve: you remembered my shoes and the hotdogs but not that girls name
  • bucky: I have memory problems that's all
  • steve: you left our dates because I ran off, didn't even apologize
  • bucky: your date would've wondered where you went, I found you for her
  • steve: you lied and told me you only knew me because of the smithsonian because you wanted to protect me, to make me go
  • bucky: blame the brochure
  • steve: you made me share an apartment with you
  • bucky: I needed someone to do the dishes
  • steve: you kept my picture
  • bucky: memory problems remember?
  • steve: you didn't like it when I kissed sharon, I can tell your fake smile from your real one
  • bucky: you were wasting valuable time
  • steve: you put yourself back into cryo so I'd stop being reckless and not become a criminal just to keep you
  • bucky: I was tired
  • steve: you made a vow, told me you'd be with me until death
  • bucky: idk why I did that
  • steve: you interrupted my moment with peggy because you were jealous
  • bucky: you deserved applause and attention for your bravery
  • steve: you fell from the train because you were protecting me
  • bucky: wasn't my smartest move
  • steve: you gave me heart eyes at the bar in '43
  • bucky: I was drunk
  • steve: we shared money and everything else like...a couple
  • bucky: it was convenient
  • steve: you're in love with me
  • bucky: yes
  • steve: what
  • bucky: what

Lee DaeHwi

- likely to be in charge of girl group dance

- american lad to introduce wanna one in english

- pouts at least once

- gets the blame when they get random play dance wrong

- shoe lifts talk and the members all shut up in case he drags more people down with him this time

- nothing to lose so he reveals every members shoe lift height

Kim Jae Hwan

- god’s voice

- psychotic laughter somewhere along the way

- called out for his laughter and it becomes even more sadistic sounding

- talent time and pulls a guitar out of nowhere

- no agency rich kid

Lai Guan Lin

- asked to introduce himself in chinese but doesnt sound right

- tries again in english but sounds odd too

- what langugage does this boy speak in really???

- intrigues mc with how he’s a foreigner trainee but debut after 6 months  

- throw back to when ioi called guanlin out to freestyle dance

- re-dance iconic troublemAKER

- maknae but most manly and smirks a lot

Kang Daniel

- replay his sexy solo shots

- forced to recreate those scenes 

- half the members are in awe and the rest r cringing their lives away 

- thigh grabbing and open up’s opening scene

- actually a cinnamon roll

- talks about his cats excessively

Park JiHoon 

- jeOJANG gugugaga & his doubtful fashion choices

- popping skills 

- wink ending cut and asked to shoot cfs on the spot 

- extreme good looks 

- is actually very extra even if he doesnt look like it

Ong Seong Woo

- good looking + facial expressions on point 

- says he has actor vibes… actually a actor trainee

- actually hits the slate for once

- in the running for wanna one’s best dancer

- too well rounded

Park Woo Jin

- everyone waiting for him to lose random play dance so that they can show his dark past

- shows his embarrassing history anyway

- 180 change from his low n deep n sexy rap voice

- FINALLY shows us his satoori rap

- teased for his satoori and tries to use seoul accent more but it sounds even funnier when he pays more attention to it

Bae Jin Young

- where’s his face its too small i cant find it

- joins idol line of visual wonder with astro’s eunwoo

- probably will be edited out a lot this shy boy  

Ha Sung woon

- most likely to mess up on random play dance

- spongebob imitation

- verified as the mother of the team and shows us a whats-in-your-bag challenge

- pulls out health drinks n makeup n sunblock n food n sunglasses n hair dryer n neck pillow n idk is his bag doraemon’s pouch or something

- did he sell his soul for that skin condition

- competes with jaehwan for high notes

Yoon Ji Sung 

- funnier than the mcs

- recreate iconic facial expression

- called out on his age but he knew it was coming 

- madam yoon gossip session revealing everything about his members

- likely to be caught for messing up random play dance and blames someone else before he gets punished

Hwang Min Hyun 

- just… good looking no matter what he does

- actor face & boyfriend idol

- probably asked to act out a boyfriend scene while singing a ballad (jihoon would swoon the most lets be honest)

- gets caught for making a mistake but let off bcos of how good looking he is

- remember minhyun’s freestyle dance from produce’s audition

Dating Jungkook would include

Originally posted by hohbi

Jeon Jungkook

- Texting all the time
- But not sweet texts
- More like that one things that’s like the “What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills.” thing idk fr what it is but he would send you that
- And he’s not mad when he sends it
- You just asked what time he wants to go to the movies
- He’s actually a meme
- You could be in a group chat with the other boys and use your boyfriend’s face as a reaction to things they say
- And he’s so athletic w o w
- You’re dating the golden maknae, just a reminder
- Tbh he’ll never cheat on you because you’re the only girl he can even look in the eye
- He does really weird things
- All the time
- You look over and he’s making a weird face
- You turn around and he’s walking on his hands
- Who knows
- Your closet is full of white shirts because that’s all he wears
- You could wear one of his white shirts and he’d know exactly which one it is out of his 219 white shirts
- You wear his flannels
- Matching couple shirts?
- More like matching Timberlands, lace up homie
- Random singing
- Also dealing with Jimin
- Honestly he’d probably pick you up the same way he picked up Jimin in that jail sene thing
- Minus the ass slapping
- But at the same time he might tbh idek
- But playfully
- He and every one of his fans can think that he acts tough all he wants
- But tbh he’s still slgihtly scared of doing something out of line
- His hyungs tease him because aw their maknae is dating someone
- What they don’t know is that your relationship is an all out w a r
- Throwing a pillow at him
- “hAH TAKE THAT- o shit”
- Running from Jungkook after throwing said pillow
- Best friend couple tbh
- He goes from being really shy with you to being just so comfy and weird
- But certain things still catch him and he’s suddenly all blushy and shy
- Learning things together
- Shyly giving you flowers with that lil bunny smile
- But also
- Have u seen him move bc um
- W O W
- Golden maknae is good at everything
- E v e r y t h i n g
- if u catch my drift
- In general the relationship would just be so fun all the time
- It’d be a learning process that you get to do together and all of it is just so worth it


If you look at “the glove thing” (you know which thing) a few times, you may have noticed the same thing as I did. Remember, they had no practice for this (!!!) because it was a last-minute decision by Yuri P. in the first place to have Otabek on ice with him. But like, watch the Glove Thing and look how it starts, it looks like Yuri P. is trying to do the face-caress thing that Yuuri K. and Viktor did in their skate… and then Fuckign Otabek Altin turns his head a little and rips the glove off with his teeth instead.


If that isn’t your best friend protecting your edgelord-ness IDK WHAT IS OK.

(And by best friend I mean Very Gay Boyfriend but also best friend ok)



Here we gooooo

  1. Slather a thick layer of Vaseline with a drop of tea tree oil over your skincare products in the night for a DIY sleeping mask!
  2. Turn anything into a face mask with this silicone cover thing.
  3. DIFFERENTIATE YOUR SKIN CONCERNS. I know it can be super tempting to just declare that you have “bad skin” and never really look at the root of the problem. I thought I had pimples and acne on oily skin, but it turned out I had closed comodones with dehydrated skin. So it’s suuuuper important to figure out what you’re dealing with.
  4. Change your routine one at a time. Don’t put a pile of new products on your face, because this will shock your skin and make you break out. If you’re getting into a new routine, please take a month to transition into it.
  5. WEAR SUNSCREEN. Idk who you are or what you’re trying to accomplish. Wear fucking sunscreen. Here are a few sunscreens that are tested on their ‘ashiness’. Now you have no excuse. 
  6. Layer your skincare thin to thick. Basically, if you have multiple essences, ampoules, serums, etc, always layer them on such that the one that has the most liquid consistency goes on first, and the thickest one last.
  7. DON’T TRY YOUTUBE SKINCARE HACKS without thoroughly researching about them. Don’t put lemon and baking soda on your face because some beauty guru did. Please actually research these things before irritating/potentially scarring your skin.
  8. Coconut oil can clog pores. If you suffer from this, try eliminating it to see how your skin reacts.
  9. If you pop a particularly nasty pimple, slap a bandaid over it. Yes, people are going to ask if you walked into a door, but your skin will heal faster (without that unwanted pimple comeback) and with minimal scarring.

Alright, please comment and let me know if there’s anything specific you want me to address in the following posts of the series.

  • Natsu: Did you ever notice that like one day, you're minding your own damn business, and then suddenly- BAM! You find out what titties are and they're just like, there, in your face. And you can't do anything about?
  • Gray: ....
  • Gray: ...You might mean puberty..?
  • Natsu: Well, whatever the hell it was, I think Lucy's trying to kill me with it.
Breaking Down

Request: I love your stories so much! If it is no trouble I was wondering if you could write a newtxreader where the reader feels like she has been a burden to Newt and it gets to the point when she leaves when he isn’t noticing? And then he comes to find her? Really angsty please? Thanks! 

Word Count: 2,106

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by Anonymous

Requests are currently open! Feel free to send one in

The pot clatters to the ground, breaking open and sending black dirt rolling across the floor. Newt cranes his head around from where he’s working. He watches the shrivelfig bounce across the ground and ricochet off his boot.

Wiping his hands on a towel, he leans down and lifts it. “Efficient.”

You return his grin with your own half-hearted smile as you turn to grab a broom.

Newt notices your insincerity. “You okay, love?”

Your back to Newt, you nod. “Fine.”

He focuses back on the potion in front of him. “You sure?”

“Positive,” you murmur. Guilt tugs at you. You don’t like lying to Newt, but this isn’t his problem.

You go to sweep up the spilled dirt, but before you can even touch a grain of it with the broom, it starts spinning around. The pieces of the pot reassemble themselves, and the dirt shoots back into the mended pot. Newt doesn’t need to look at you for you to know he’s smiling.

“No need for the broom, love, I’ve got it.”

You stare at the clean ground, unmoving. Of course you’d mess up and break something Newt needed. Of course he’d need to clean up after you.

“Everything okay?” The nonchalant question comes from over his shoulder as he stirs the mixture.

Keep reading

one of the things that continually kicks up my Transsexual Rage is hardline detransitioners and detrans proselytizers saying shit like “i think ppl shld have an alternate perspective on transition” or like “transition didn’t get rid of my dysphoria and ~transitioners~ probably just have unprocessed trauma”

like buddy idk if u noticed but the lion’s share of the fucking world, up to and including the systems we’re forced to navigate to access transition related healthcare at all, already has “an alternate perspective on transition” and we’ve been hearing that shit our whole lives. we’re good! we’re good! message received!

and, like, not to get in anyone’s face or anything but no shit sherlock it didn’t somehow ~cure~ your dysphoria that’s not the fucking point and believe me years of CBT and the Right Politics did not and would not get rid of ours, and also if u were naive enough to believe a couple years on hormones would magically obliterate decades of weird body shit & a caravan of unprocessed baggage idk what to tell u except that it’s yr own damn fault and u need to quit taking it out on the rest of us

wolfthearts-deactivated20170608  asked:

I think i see a message(s) in your series (idk if you intentionally did or not but this is what i see) We cant rely on one thing our entire lives (Frisks reset button) and Eventually we all have to face reality (all stuff that went down when Betty happened) if i saw other stuff like dis i cant remember ^^;

Ong Seongwoo College!AU Scenario

-basically it’s really hard for you to open up to new people
-you usually sit in the front of the class so you can take notes better
-but Seongwoo sits on the back with his friends
-you two meet in the student activity unit
-your friend introduces you two
-“Hello, I’m Seongwoo”
-and you think you have seen him a few times in the class “I’m (y/n), uh.. arent you from art major ?”
-“yes, how did you know ?”
-“I think we go to the same class”
-he’d be a little bit surprised
-and your friends starts making fun of him “woah what a rude person you dont even remember her”
-“i’m sorry I only hang with cool kids” just ong being himself already
-you only laughed because you know he was joking, but later on you start thinking “am I really not cool ?”
-and even after that you never really talks to him in the class
-but he does sometimes would come to your seat and peek at your assignment
-“wow more A+”
-you smiled
-“no wonder you have no social life”
-you’d think how dare this guy but you can’t really deny it either so you dont say anything, but your face does.
-and he laughs at your response

-and then one day he’s just openly flirting with you in front of everyone
-he sits in front of you and ask “do you want to watch a movie together ?”
-you gave him puzzled look “with whom ?”
-“of course with me”
-you’re more puzzled now “uh, and the guys ?”
-“no, only me, it’s a date”
-once again he made you speechless
-but you’re very still doubtful “..wouldn’t it better if we watch it together with the others?”
-you try to be as polite as possible because you’re the type to take things very slowly
-he’d asks you to go on a date a few more times
-but you keep insisting the more the merrier
-he finally gives in, “okay then lets ask our friends to watch it too”
-“…well, i dont actually have that much friends”
-“*cough* i’ll ask the guys”

-you enjoy hanging with them eventho you’re very shy
-and you overheard their convo when you went to the toilet
-“so should we leave you two alone now ?” Jisung mischieviously asks
-“oh no, lets not do that”
-the boys would try to persuade him too
-“lets respect her choice for inviting you guys too”
-they will burst in laugh and start making fun of him
-“look at this lover boy, he’s really head over heels for her”
-and from then you starts growing affection on him too

-when he asks you for a date again you finally agrees
-he would be kinda different without his friends
-takes care of you and keeps you on the safe side
-actually his hand has been very itching to hold your hand
-but he knows you take things very slowly
-he’d take you home because its ‘late’
-when it’s actually only 5pm
-you thank him for the date
-and he wish you’d invite him in
-but you wave and get inside
-“be patient Seongwoo, be patient” he wishpered to himself

-after a few dates, you two are just casually talking
-but he spaces out a lot of times
-“..and the lecturer told me… uh, Seongwoo is something wrong?”
-he has been staring at your lips the whole time
-his face slowly gets closer as he caresses your cheek
-you closed your eyes because you don’t know what to do
-he kissed your cheek
-you’d slowly open your eyes “..Thankyou”
-“did you thank me because I kissed you, or because i didn’t kiss your lips ?”
-“i guess both?”
-“you’re lucky I’m very patient” he sighs

romantic feelings- the squip x reader

Anonymous said: idk i saw ur post act being v sexually attracted to the squip and i thought to myself, well same, and i was wondering if u could do a squip x gender questioning reader? or one where the reader has a crush on squip and squip finds out

summary: the squip thinks ur hot, and u happen to think theyre hot as well. also ur queer as FUCK 

warnings: gender dysphoria, embarrasmentish

a/n: why not BOTH???? anyways hello there i don’t know why i like the squip BUT I THIRST FOR THEM gahhh also the squip will go by they/them idk why i feel its more respectful that way?????

you looked in the mirror, staring your reflection down. you were wearing a tight red dress, and were unsure of how you looked in it. you turned to the squip, a look of sheer smugness on their face. 

“what?” you asked frowning. they looked at you and rolled their eyes. 

all you humans are oblivious if you are still a virgin by the end of this night” he states, making your jaw drop. 

“what the- why would you say something like that?” you stuttered, blushing. the squip was attractive, and he did ‘flirt’ with you, but he was never this forward. 

so you think im attractive?” they smirked. you groaned and flopped on the bed. 

“i forgot you were in my head.”

“i am, luckily, so i also know, that this dress doesn’t suit you.” he laughed, making you sit up.

“what?” you were startled by their words.

i understand that you look stunning in this dress but you don’t want to wear it, not really. i think you want to wear something else. something more… you.” they state. you look at it, confused. they motioned you to follow and you did, letting them lead you towards your dads closet. in it, lay a suit in pristine condition, from his prom. you gasp as you run your hand through the fabric. 

“how did you-?” 

i don’t sleep when you do, y/n. i have lots of free time to explore…

“ok then…” you laughed, and started to undress. the squip “blushed” as you start to put the suit on. you chuckled as you twirled around in it, admiring the feel and the look of the suit on you. 

beautiful.” they breathe, and it was your turn to blush. 

“lets go fuck up some prom people.” you grin, running to your car. 

you were flirting with some girls, and squip was fuming behind you. you didn’t notice them, too engaged in your own conversations to care that the squip was about to kill someone. you felt a stern grip on your shoulder when you started to lean into one of the girls. you turned to see the squip glaring at you. 

lets get out of here.” it whispers through gritted teeth. you roll your eyes and get up, but was then stopped by michael and jeremy. 

“jeremy!” you exclaim, smiling and hugging him. you move onto michael, and the squip notices you cling onto michael a little longer than necessary. he kisses your hand and you two start to talk, leaving the squip jealous of michael and jeremy jealous of you. eventually you two, finished with your conversation, join jeremy to the dance floor. as the music gets more heated, you find yourself grinding on michael. 

of course, it was just a joke between two friends, but the squip didn’t see it that way. they knew you thought you two were just friends, but form what michael was thinking, the squip knew something else was going to happen if they didn’t put an end to this right now. they grabbed you arm and started to pull you away. 

not only would hooking up with michael be career suicide, but the squip would be broken if you chose anyone other than them, they’d be broken. you huffed away and then confronted the squip in your car. 

“what the fuck was that?” you seethed. 

i-uh- i think i may have contracted romantic feelings for you.”



so i uhh painted @sapphictaurean cause she’s real pretty

4/12 Strangers in Acrylic

DAY6 Live & Meet in Jakarta - fansign

So DAY6 came out and holy crap they are sooooooo much better looking in real life. I don’t know how, but they are!!! I thought Jae looked like he wasn’t in the mood but he was actually really smiley when the fansign started. Wonpil is really smol AND OMG HIS EYES ARE SO PRETTY. Dowoon was smiley and everyone tried singing happy birthday to him at the start but it kinda just faded out lol but we sang again later on. Sungjin akjdfa;sjf;adsjf;s;dfj uuuuugggghhhh ok Sungjin looks a million times better in real life. He’s not real. Photos and videos DO NOT do him justice. I couldn’t believe he looked like that seriously omg. Black haired Brian was a blessing and omg he kept waving at everyone.

So anyway, @its-youngk was in front of me. Jae was up first. She told him his face looked like a baby’s butt and he laughed and was like “Thank you??? Thank you!” Then it was my turn omg I didn’t really know what to say lolz. I just told Jae to come visit nz and he said “invite us” and then I had to move on lmao ok everything was really quick. Next was Wonpil and omg like he has such cute eyes and ugh he’s soooo sooo soo good looking. I just told him he was my favourite member and he said “thank you”. Then it was Dowoon next and I said happy birthday to him and he said thank you. Nothing special I guess hahaha.

NEXT WAS PARK SUNGJIN. HOLY CRAP PARK SUNGJIN aaaaaaaaaaahhhh. HIS EYES WERE SPARKLING. OMG OMG OMG. I really didn’t know what to say to him so I got there and just smiled at him for like a couple of seconds omg hahahah and he did that ^o^ face and was kind of like ooooohhh idk how to explain it hahahhha but I was like “omg I don’t know what to say” and he just laughed and I yelled “you’re really handsome” as I walked towards Brian lmao I hate myself and he laughed and said “thank you”. 

I got to Brian and was like “I love your new hair” and he said thank you and then I was like “thank you for dyeing your hair black” lmfao hhahahahahah idk why I said that. I hate myself. Then I left.

s/o being a tease in public


i’m one of the least sexual people you can find, so idk if im good at this type of stuff, but I’ll try


It wasn’t unusual for you to sit on Jin’s lap when you were out. However, you did just buy a new, cute dress that was just slightly short and tighter, and you were feeling boss in it. This combo lead to some interesting events.

You already knew Jin loved the dress, but you decided to wiggle slightly to see what he’d do. He knew exactly what you were doing and hid his face in the crook of your neck. “Please stop.”

“Why should I? You look cute when you’re excited.” you whisper, giggling at his blushing face. 

“Just you wait till tonight and I’ll be saying that to you.”

Originally posted by bangtan-aint-got-nojams


Suga was never one for PDA, but he at least gave you some attention. You pouted at the lack of care from him before getting an idea. You scrolled through you photos until you found the one of your new lingerie and sent it to him.

Don’t I look cute in this? Maybe I’ll show you it when we get home <3

You smiled as Suga felt his phone buzz and checked to see what it was. He looked at you oddly before opening the message. His eyes got wide and glanced over at you, roaming all over your body before meeting you eyes. He smiled and nodded, putting his phone back into his pocket.

It seemed that you got his attention alright.

Originally posted by yoonseok


Why did you let the boys drag you to a club for your birthday? You knew they meant well, but this was the last thing you would have chosen. You looked over at J-hope who seemed to be bored as well before you got an idea. You heard the next song come on and downed two shots before you lost your courage. 

As Earned it  started playing, you pulled J-Hope out onto the dance floor and began grinding on him softly.”Want to have some fun?” you asked, giving him a slight smirk. Whatever you were doing was working as J-hope stuttered out a small response. 

“Maybe after this we can get out of here?” he asked, puppy dog eyes begging for a yes.

Originally posted by jooheoniesx

Rap Monster

You and Rap Monster had been invited to a game night. Nothing could go wrong. You get there and everyone is having fun, but seeing Rap Monster getting bored gave you some different ideas. You hiked up your shorts and pulled your top down some and walked over.

“Come on, join in some games.” you whispered, knowing full well he understood you hidden meaning. He stared down at you, noticing your clothing. 

“Y/n, not here.” He sucked in as he watched you. 

“Whatever do you mean?” You asked innocently, standing on your tippy toes to kiss him. You could clearly tell what you were doing to him and you loved it.”I just wanna play a game.”

Originally posted by comeherejimin


Jimin and you both loved to dance and work out. It was only recently you found a way to combine them. “Come on. Please come to class with me?” you asked.

“I don’t even know what type of class it is.” Jimin replied, but eventually gave in due to your puppy dog eyes.

Jimin’s eye widened as you entered the dance studio in your gym, instantly noticing the poles around the room. “What? Pole dancing is actually a super good workout. Plus, I learn some really nice skills.” you said with a wink, going over to the pole you usually used. 

Throughout the class, you could tell Jimin was staring at you. When class finally ended, he coughed and scratched the back of his neck. “Maybe we should put a pole in our room.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


You and V had an on going bet to see who could excite each other the most in public. Tonight, he was gonna have no idea what hit him. You put on your new, tight, black, v-neck dress and headed out, planning to meet him at the resturant.

When you came in, you knew he noticed. He just glared slightly, knowing what you were trying to do. You took your seat next to him and kissed hims, giving his thigh a slight squeeze at the same time.

“Y/n, you’re not gonna win.” he said, knowing it was working already.

“Don’t worry, I already have.”

Originally posted by nnochu


You and Jungkook had never done anything more than makeout, so your weren’t sure how to move the relationship forward. Finally, you were given a chance. During you day off, you dragged him and the boys to the pool. Jungkook had never seen you in a bikini, so you were excited to show him.

You make your way over to him and sat down on the sun chair next to him. You give him a small kiss on the jaw, knowing that was his weak spot. You felt him tense up slightly and look over to you,taking the sight in.

You smile and, making sure he was still watching, went over and jumped in the pool. “Come on Kookie! The water’s great.”

Jungkook shook his head no and you smiled, already having an idea as to why.

Originally posted by nnochu


Originally posted by jeonbase

  • okay so
  • cuddling date with yoongi
  • here we go
  • it would be perfect for you because neither of you really like moving from your beds
  • you woke up way too early in the morning
  • you know that feeling when you wake up earlier than you want to and you can’t fall asleep like fuck what did I do to deserve this
  • he obviously wasn’t awake 
  • still sleeping like a rock did anyone get my joke? was it even a joke? IDK 
  • you didn’t want to wake him up
  • I mean if they boys woke him up 
  • they’d be 
  • terminated
  • immediately 
  • but with you it was different
  • he didn’t mind waking up to your beautiful face
  • “There isn’t anything else I’d rather see first thing in the morning.”
  • but you wanted to let him sleep longer
  • he’d been working late in the studio, not unusual
  • you wanted to just get up to get a glass of water
  • but how does one get up without disturbing the adorable sleeping boy with his hand wrapped around your waist
  • his head nuzzled into your neck
  • you quietly slid out from under the covers, he was a heavy sleeper but still
  • as soon as you tip-toed into the kitchen you realized you could just make him breakfast in bed
  • after deciding on making pancakes with whipped cream and strawberries and getting out all the proper ingredients you began to prepare the food
  • this was a struggle, how does one make pancakes quietly?
  • you don’t 
  • it was at this point you were thankful for your heavy sleeping boyfriend
  • you walked into the room very quietly, setting the tray of food down on your dresser
  • “Yoongi~” you climbed on the bed and shook him lightly
  • “Yoongiiiiiiii” you dragged out every syllable shaking him harder this time
  • he groaned at the loud tone of your voice
  • “I’m awake, I’m awake.”
  • His low, scratchy morning voice whined at being woken up
  • He sat up, quickly pulling you back into the bed and under the covers before you could object
  • He leaned up and kissed your head, a small blush creeping across your face
  • no matter how many times he kissed you if you kept count it would probably be in the hundreds tbh it never ceased to make you flustered
  • “I made breakfast.”
  • “Awe why didn’t you wake me up?”
  • “You got home late last night.” 
  • “Yeah but still.”
  • “C’mon let’s just eat.” 
  • You got up and brought the tray over, the cold air nipping at your bare legs
  • As soon as you sat down he pushed a pillow behind you two to make sure you didn’t spill crumbs on the bed
  • “What should we watch?” He asked as he took the remote from the nightstand
  • “Hmmm….how about an animated movie.” 
  • “Okay, princess.” He chuckled as he put Netflix on the television
  • “Wait do you have to practice today?”
  • he held up his finger as he picked up his phone
  • “Yo, Namjoon.” 
  • “Yeah?” his voice was clear over the speaker
  • “I’m not coming in today.”
  • “Alight, bye.”
  • you spent the entire day cuddling, he even braided your hair and he did it really well wtf
  • Hands intertwined, noses pressed up against each other, the only noise that filled the room was the sound of some random movie playing on the tv
  • “I love you.”
  • “I love you to Y/N.”

Author’s note:

Hello~thank you for reading! I’m sorry if this was kind of cheesy, I’ve never been very good at ending my scenarios. I’m liking this writing style, do you? I’m trying to do one scenario a day so if your request doesn’t get done for a while I apologize, but usually, I don’t want to make a short one when it comes to requests. Thank you!

Boyfriend does my makeup w/ Jaehyun
  • i haven’t done a jaehyun post since forever
  • he’s so ??? beautiful ¿? ???? i love him sm
  • never ever stop loving this baby boy okay?
  • he deserves never ending love <3
  • okay, but let’s start w the request shall we
  • okay so,,,,
  • he invited you to the 127 dorms that day to have dinner and to a ‘possible sleepover’
  • “what do you mean with a ‘possible’ sleepover, jaehyun?”
  • “i mean that i don’t have ty’s permission but that you should came and bring your things just in case”
  • lmao, this boy
  • so you put all the necessary stuff in your backpack, pjs, clothes for tomorrow, charger and obvs makeup
  • and then went to the 127 dorms where jaehyun opened the door for you w that precious smile of his <3
  • so now both of you were in the dorms, talking about different stuff and just chilling ya know
  • y’all had nothing to do later and just wanted to enjoy time with each other
  • “y/n, did you brought your make up bag today?”
  • “uhm, yeah. why?”
  • “well, ah~~ have you even seen lipstick prince?”
  • and you can’t help but smile bc he’s so adorable
  • like he saw his hyungs on tv doing other girls makeup and he wanted to try it out with you how cute is that
  • “you want to do my makeup?”
  • “well, if you want to..”
  • “you fuck up my face and i’m fucking up your life, jung yoonoh” -you, 2K17
  • and he was shooketh when you started to organize all the products in front of him
  • he was slowly regreting his life decision but no!!1! gotta be better than johnny at this!!!1!
  • and he probably had a few ideas of what he should apply first bc i mean he also wears makeup all the time
  • so he choosed the right foundations and he did the basics pretty well but he may idk apply a little too much or not enough of something
  • and probably your face and neck were too completely different colours lmao
  • also, he would either went for a really bold and sexy look or a really cute and innocent one, there’s no between w him
  • but he actually tried to combine both and have a 50-50 but that was a mess
  • you ended up w a super bold smokey eyes and cute pastel pink lipstick
  • anyways yeah, the eyes.. were something, lmao
  • since he went for such a bold look the choosed dark colours and didn’t even thought about choosing ones that matched ur skin color
  • and you were like
  • “jaehyun tf are u doing”
  • “mY BEST!!!1!!”
  • he was getting so nervous it was so cute lmao
  • literally, you couldn’t stop giggling and he couldn’t stop smiling at how cute your laugh was
  • and there was a moment when he had to stop and take a break bc he was getting stREssed
  • he diddn’t even wanted to try doing your eyeliner lmao what a mess
  • he just curled up your eyelashes being extremely careful and then aplied mascara
  • he probably fucked up the mascara too lmao
  • oh, and btw, this whole thing probably took him a whole hour or even more bc he was so slow and careful with all the products lmao
  • and he didn’t applied bronzer but applied blush ????? and LOTS of it
  • so your messy and black eyeshadow was looking completely out of place 
  • and when it came to him doing your lipstick, oh god
  • he was so stressed over this lmao you could see how his hands were shaking as he was trying to decide for a lipstick color
  • and when he finally decided for a bright pink one you tried to distract him by making funny faces or talking non stop so he couldn’t apply it lmao
  • “y/n can you sTOP”
  • “hehe ily”
  • and there was a moment when donghyuck suddenly came to the living room and saw jaehyun super close to your face
  • so he pushed jaehyun’s head causing bOTH OF YOU TO KISS OH MY GOD WHAT
  • and him also smashed ur lipstick in your cheek and broke it in the process,,,, yeah
  • and when donghyuck saw you with lipstick all over your face he wasn’t even able to run from a pissed off jaehyun bc of how much he was laughing
  • and you couldn’t stop laughing too bc hyuck is such an idiot and jaehyun is just as stupid
  • “baby, don’t worry about it, you choosed the ugliest one i had anyways”
  • “no, i’m s-wait what”
  • you standed up from your seat and hugged him
  • and you probably ruined his t-shirt w makeup lol
  • “i look cute anyways, don’t i?”
  • “yeah… i can’t confirm. i made too many terrible decisions”
  • so both of you start laughing as y’all hug again
  • “you’re lucky i like you”
  • and then you kissed him and he got all shy aw
  • but donghyuck was there like ew
  • lmao, okay and the end
  • idk why but i feel like jaehyun would be terrible w makeup
  • this guys gets stressed and nervous really easily what do you expect lmao
  • ugh i love him sm
  • anyways, bye

WELCOME BACK (Jasper Jordan x Reader)

Request: Can you write Jasper fluff? idk what but I love your Jasper stories


The moon framed the drop ship, reflecting light back into the dark sky. Jasper’s getting better. Bellamy and Murphy can try to kill him all they want but if that boy can survive a spear to the chest, he can survive anything

You take a sip from the old bottle and the liquid burns as it goes down. Cringing, you pass it to Octavia. “Why the hell did they drink this shit?” 

“Disgusting.” O states, a frown on her face, “Love it.” 

Laughter rings throughout the group and your smile lingers. There used to be no such sound around camp. When Jasper was carried in, the wound in his chest was gruesome. You lost your mind too quickly and tensions were too high. No one - especially you - wanted to say goodbye to Jasper. 

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Closing hours

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Jungkook X reader

Fandom: BTS

Summary: You’re bored, exhausted and just plain tired of working especially since you got stuck with nightshift. It feels as though you’ll never end up going home until someone walking in catches your eye. Jungkook offers to keep you occupied but also tries to avoid getting you in trouble. 

(A/N: Literally a experience I’ve had from some guy while on night shift. All of which was awkward and terrible but if you add in Jungkook it makes it seem….romantic? Weird. *ididntendupgivinghimmynumber*)

Originally posted by snitchingmoments

The woman and her young daughter smiled at you politely as you took the cash from her hands and started to put it into the register. The mom takes a quick glance around the mostly abandoned store and what looks like at something behind you. She leans in looking concerned. 

“I can’t believe they have you working out here this late at night all alone. Please be careful.”

Knowing the danger yourself you had no choice but to agree, trying to not panic yourself with the thought. You gave the woman a reassuring smile.

“Yes Ma’am. I’ll be careful.”

She gave a small one back, nodding her head. 

“Have a good night then.”

“You too!” You called after her as the two of them walked away.

You let out a long sigh, already completely drained from the long hours you had been receiving. Taking a glance outside the glass doors you notice how dark it was outside, seeing only a few cars under the dimly lit parking lot. You wondered why people would even come into the clothing store so late at night during the week but settled on assuming they needed something badly for the next day. 

As you turn around you see a boy around your age, awkwardly walking back and forth in the aisles near your register. You recognized him from earlier when you greeted his group of friends from entering the store so it was odd to you that he was now all alone. His tall figure was hard to miss along with his perfectly light brown hair and attractively cute brown eyes to match. You couldn’t help but keep looking over at him as you attempted to stay busy, wondering why he wouldn’t just come over already if he was planning to do so. 

Curiosity caused you to look over in his direction for far too long when he quickly glanced at you during the same time. At first he continued at what he was looking at before taking a second look back over to you when he realized you had made eye contact. Like it was second nature you whipped your head in the other direction, already feeling the blood rushing to your cheeks. 

“Damn it..” You whispered to yourself. 

It didn’t take too long afterwards to hear a set of footsteps coming closer to you and the handsome boy now stood in front of you. 

“Oh, uh. Hi-…Did you find everything okay?” You asked, mentally beating yourself up from the nervous tone you couldn’t hide.

Jungkook’s nose crinkled, revealing his smile all at the same time.You saw his eyes scanning your name tag. 

“Yeah, everything was fine. How was work today? Slow, Y/N?”

“Kinda. It wasn’t too bad earlier but now i’m lucky if a customer comes in once every hour. You didn’t notice this place was a ghost town when you came in?” You said with a slight laugh in your voice.

Jungkook shrugged, leaning on the counter across from you as he easily made eye contact for the third time. 

“Maybe a lot of them just carpooled.” He joked. 

“What about you? How come you’re in here so late? I would have been home asleep already but it seems like you guys are in some real need of jeans if you’re coming in here at 12:30.”

“Oh, It was their idea. One of my friends has a thing to go to and we just got off work so there wasn’t really much time to go out before. The 3 of us all just moved here. ”

Your eyes widened in shock as you crossed your arms over your chest, relaxing a lot more than you were before.

“What? Really? Why would you ever move here?” You teased, knowing this place wasn’t all that exciting.

“Work, it wasn’t much of a choice. But seriously, what do you guys do for fun around here?” He giggled. 

Even the sound of his laugh sounded sweet. The oddly empty store, the casual conversation, and just seeing him leaned up against the countertop wearing his grey, oversized hoodie along with the tight black jeans, all worked together in a strangely romantic atmosphere. It looked like a scene out of a movie to anyone else just watching. You didn’t feel scared like you usually would have when the store was just you and one other person. It felt nice in the sense he didn’t seem to have bad intentions.

“Here? Absolutely nothing. We have a movie theater, which is easy to get sick of, and the mall that has maybe 2 good stores in it. I mean, if you’re with someone else then anything can be fun, you know? Me and my friends have just resorted to hanging out at home talking about when we can move out of here.”

Jungkook scoffed. 

“Why don’t you move out then?”

You gave him a “Do I look like I can afford to just move out” look to which he laughed and apologized. 

“We’ll for starters we’re all in college so we definitely can’t afford to just up and move.”

“Understandable, so how about making the most of it? I heard you guys have a skating rink around here.”

You covered your mouth with you hand, not being able to hold back your laughter.

“Yeah but I went there all the time in middle school. I’m not exactly the target age for that place.”

“Didn’t you just say anything is fun with someone else?”

“Yeah and which one of my friends do you think will even agree to something as childish as rollerskating? The place is packed with children.”

Jungkook fiddled with his phone, suddenly acting shy. You tilted your head only slightly out of confusion. The somewhat cocky boy was now the same one cowering behind the electronic device in his hands.

“Why is it?” You asked, watching his face for a reaction.

“Do you maybe wanna go sometime?”

Before you could even think about answering you heard the rest of his friends coming over, one putting his arm around him. You greeted the one who came over first, watching him set his stuff down in front of you. Yugyeom smiled at you.

“Was Jungkook bothering you? He’s not the best with talking to girls he thinks are pretty.”

You mentally took down his name, hearing it for the first time. Jungkook looked annoyed but didn’t say anything, actually wanting to hear your answer. 

“Not really, i’m glad he came over. I was bored out of my mind.” You answered, cooly.

You couldn’t help but notice the small smile Jungkook got afterwards, making you smile as well. You started to ring everything up, scanning each item perfectly. You had been doing this all day but it felt pressuring when you could feel Jungkook’s gaze on you. It started to make you think just how long before you noticed him was he watching you for and if you had done anything stupid in the meantime. 

“Alright, that’ll be $93.67.” 

Jungkook stepped up from behind Yugyeom, handing you his card. 

“I got it.” He stated.

You pointed over to the card reader, trying to tell him he had to swipe his card instead. He embarrassingly started to blush, fumbling with the card as he realized his mistake. It was hard not to think about how adorable he was even when he was trying to show off.

“Fine, you can bring it to the car then. We’ll wait outside, okay?” Yugyeom suggested as he started to walk out with the third friend. 

Jungkook nodded. 

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a sec.”

He watched as the two of them left the store before turning back to you. You pulled the receipt out of the machine, attempting to hand it over to him but he only took a look at it before saying, “I know this is really forward and you probably get this all the time but…do you think you could write your number on the receipt?”

It did happen occasionally so you were almost positive he was bound to ask but actually hearing him say it filled you up with happiness, feeling a strange feeling in your chest. You were now the one blushing, scribbling your number down quickly as if he would have changed his mind if you wrote it down too slow.

“You better not stand me up on that skating rink offer.” You joked, smiling at him as you handed back the receipt. 

Jungkook’s face lit up in front of you as he took it from your hand, accidentally grazing yours.

“Have a good night, Y/N.”

You nodded. “Yeah, you too.”

As he walked out of the store you heard Yugyeom from the parking lot yell.

“Did you get her number?”

“Hell yeah, I did!”

Instantly as the door shut behind him you ended up bursting out laughing at how childish they were and for the rest of the night, work didn’t seem too bad. The only thing that seemed difficult was wiping the smile off of your face as you kept thinking back on what just happened. 

anonymous asked:

hi! i was wondering if you could do a percival graves x reader where she works for him and is really awkward around him, but he just finds it cute? idk if that made sense but tysm!! 💞

This is one of the very few times I’ve written something cute so I hope that the story is somewhat up to your expectations! I think I did more clumsy than awkward, so I hope that’s fine! Thank you for requesting this story, it was fun to write!

It’s All Your Fault - Percival Graves x Reader

“You have something on your face.”

You blinked and stared at the distinguished figure of your boss in front of you, an amused smile quirking the corner of his lips. Frowning, you wondered if you had misheard what he said.

“I beg your pardon, sir?”

Percival Graves smirked and said nothing, choosing instead to lean close to your reddening face. Unwittingly, you let out a gasp at his close proximity, which made his smirk seem to take on a predatory look. Slowly, far too slowly for your liking, he reached out and oh so gently wiped something away from your lips. You shuddered, seeing a hint of red on his finger where it had caught on your lipstick. The Director just smiled and showed you the bit of peanut butter from your breakfast that had apparently stayed on your lip throughout the day. Your gaze followed his hand as he nonchalantly brought his finger to his lips (sweet Merlin, that image would haunt your dreams for nights to come) and very delicately, as if he were feasting on the most succulent of delicacies, licked the peanut butter off of the digit, all the while his dark eyes never left yours. The man was torturing you, and he knew it, the smug bastard.

“Mr Graves!”

Percival immediately straightened and drew himself away from you. You cleared your throat and fixed your attention back on the mounds of paperwork stacked on your desk, but you could feel the heat curl up your neck and around the tips of your ears. If you had but looked up, you would have seen Percival shoot a small smile that looked almost fond towards you before turning to the Auror who had called for him. He walked off then, and you immediately sank into your chair, relieved, but not before you clumsily sent a paperweight to the floor. The loud crash the damned paperweight made reverberated throughout the entire office, and you groaned when every head, including that of Percival’s, swiveled towards your direction. Muttering a quick sorry, you ducked under your desk to retrieve the object, and to pretend that a hole had opened up to allow you to disappear.

You were a part of the Department of Magical Security of MACUSA, but you didn’t work there as an Auror. You had no shame in telling everyone that you were a clerk; the job didn’t sound glamorous, and it wasn’t as if you were risking your life each day as the Aurors did, but you were still proud that you were doing your bit in ensuring the peace of the wizarding world, one form at a time. Recently however, you were given a small promotion as Percival Graves’ personal secretary, something Madame Picquery was adamant he needed, and you agreed. The man was perhaps the busiest wizard (or perhaps human altogether) alive; the first time you took a glance at his schedule, you were stunned. Every hour of his day was occupied by meetings arranged back to back, briefings on missions and the latest threats to the wizarding community, reports that needed to be read over, the applications of new recruits, etcetera etcetera. It didn’t help that Mr Graves was the definition of a workaholic; if you looked up the word in a dictionary, it would most certainly show you a picture of Percival Graves. With such a busy boss who was the first to appear at the office and the last to leave, every day, you tried your best to help lighten his load (hah! You’d like to lighten his load, if you catch my drift) by making sure he doesn’t have to deal with any menial tasks that would distract him from the more important duties. Keyword though, being tried.

Percival Graves was a very attractive man. Very. While he was at least 10 years older than you were, you appreciated the dignity of his dark hair peppered with a hint of grey at the edges. He’s kept a trim figure, and while he’s not the broadest or tallest man in the room, his body is all hard panes and well-defined muscles. Not that you’ve ever felt his body before, well not intimately, at least. He had caught you once, when you tripped over yourself the first day as this secretary, his warm hands on your waist and you fisting the crisp white material of his shirt. You remember how your eyes were closed in anticipation for the hard fall, and yet all you felt was warmth. You slowly eased one eye open to see the amused face of your boss, and you sort of whimpered before leaping away from him, only to knock into the edge of your desk which resulted in an unsightly bruise on your hip. Your face was as red as a tomato for the entire day, which did not look attractive with your pale English skin. You were absolutely mortified at making a fool of yourself with him as your direct supervisor on day one. Certainly, you had met the man and spoken with him before, and you weren’t that clumsy normally, but then you’ve never had to deal with being in such close proximity with him every day. Ever since that incident however, you were all the more conscious of his presence near you, around you, everywhere and you couldn’t even hand him his daily cup of coffee without blushing like a school girl and stammering nervously when his fingers brushed yours. Percival wasn’t helping either; he knew you were attracted to him, knew you were nervous around him because of that and well, the man was a tease. He wasn’t cruel to you or whatever, he just liked seeing you flustered because of him.

But it wasn’t all that bad, really. The whole experience of working with him was wonderful; he was extremely patient with you, despite the constant emphasis on the grave part of his name by the gossips of the office, and he’s taught you so much about yourself that you’re feeling like a stronger, more confident person lately. You were still awkward around him of course, and you still knocked over objects whenever you hastened to escape his smouldering gaze but you gradually became more comfortable around him, even finding the courage the crack a joke or two with him. He was always kind enough to laugh genuinely, no matter how cringe-y your jokes were, which made you respect (and love) him all the bit more, because even though he has the reputation of being a stoic workaholic who had no personal life, you saw how much he cared for the people he worked with, and in his subtle way, always tried to make them feel more as though they mattered.

Just when you thought you had finally gotten over your awkward phase around him, you managed to accidentally spill some hot coffee on his desk, which would have been disastrous had he not snatched his documents out of the way as you quickly found your balance. You apologised profusely, and there was a glimmer in his eyes and a twitch of his very kissable lips that made him look younger and less tired, and you couldn’t help but smile shyly at him. He cleared his throat and waved your apologies away, and you as you left, still smiling, you could have sworn you saw a light dusting of a blush on his cheeks. You closed the door, secretly pleased that you weren’t the only one unaffected by the strange attraction that existed between the two of you, albeit one that was unacknowledged. For now.

Percival Graves sat in his office, thinking, which wasn’t something out of the ordinary. He was a man whose brain doesn’t stop ticking, always planning and counter-planning. The subject of his thoughts however, was something quite unusual. For the nth time since you were appointed as his personal secretary, he found himself preoccupied with you. He took no notice of you initially; you were a pretty, quiet thing who kept to yourself and did your work well. In other words, you were nothing special. The first time you caught his attention though, was when you accidentally killed the single plant he was fond enough of to let it continue growing in his office. It was a gift from an eccentric uncle, one he grumbled about to his mother but grudgingly accepted out of respect for his elder. He grew used to seeing the plant every day he was in his office however, and was somewhat sorry to see it meet its end at your hands. But, he digressed. He was enchanted by the panicked apology delivered by your soft English accented voice, and you were nearly in tears as you tried to charm the plant back to life, obviously to no avail. No spell could bring back the dead. Just as you were about to hyperventilate out of embarrassment and fear (somewhat misplaced, he thought, a little miffed), he sat you down and made you drink a sip of brandy. Having slightly calmed down, you took a deep breath and offered a mumbled apology, waiting for the worst, that you’d be fired. He surprised you however, by just chuckling and patting your hand gently, after which he calmly explained that no you weren’t fired and you needed to be careful in the future, lest you hurt your pretty self. You had blushed prettily then, and Percival Graves was a doomed man from that day onward.

You were working late into the evening one day, preparing for an important briefing Percival would be chairing the next day. You had been buried under extra workload today, with one of the other clerks in the department being absent, and by the time you had time to start on the presentation for the briefing, everyone had already started packing up for home. You didn’t mind not being able to go home late; you had no family in New York, and you were far too dedicated to your work to have made friends outside of work. The only people still in the building were probably only yourself and Percival. Speaking of which, you hadn’t heard any sounds from his office, which made you worry a little. Surely he was all right and not passed out from exhaustion? He did look particularly worn out today, and he had been out of the office all day, meeting with the President and several other wizarding delegates regarding Gellert Grindelwald. Your hand on his door knob, you debated between entering his office (without his permission, your mind screamed) to check on him or to just leave him be. You were just about to turn the knob when the door opened unexpectedly and you were met with a very solid wall of chest, and a very attractive scent given out by a very masculine man who just so happened to be your boss. Your very tired, but still handsome boss.

He had rolled his white shirt sleeves up to his elbows, and you swallowed at the sight of his muscular arms. Your gaze slowly travelled upwards, up to the partially unbuttoned shirt that exposed part of his chest, to the light stubble covering his strong jaw, to his rumpled hair and his dark eyes. Your mouth opened in a slight gape, either to sputter an excuse for disturbing him or because you were stunned by how gorgeously dishevelled he was. Whatever you were about to say or do however, was completely swept under the rug when you found someone’s lips, his lips, on yours. And like the doofus you were, you passed out.

Percival blinked and stared at you disbelievingly when he felt you go lax in his hold. You had passed out. When he was kissing you. That certainly was a first. Shaking his head fondly at you, he carried you into his office and laid you down gently on the sofa whilst he waited for you to gain consciousness. He didn’t have to wait long. Midway through reading the final report on his desk, he heard you moan and he walked over to you as you slowly sat up. He knelt before you, and cupping your still surprised visage, pressed another kiss on you. You thanked the heavens that you didn’t pass out this time because then you would have missed out on the wonderful, blissful sensation of being kissed by Percival Graves, the man you have been fiercely attracted for so long. His hands were soft on your face, and his breath warmed you to the tips of your toes, and as you wound your fingers in his dark hair, you marveled at the softness of the strands and oh, the delightful sensation of him nipping your bottom lip made you tremble. The both of you simultaneously sighed as the kiss was broken, and he rested his forehead against yours, a strand of hair falling endearingly to his eyes. He smiled boyishly at you, and you wondered how many hearts he’s broken throughout his years, the devilish charmer. You couldn’t care less though; whatever you had with Percival was new and young, and while you couldn’t say you didn’t hope for something more in the future, any previous dalliances he might have had didn’t matter. Of course, you wondered just why he decided you were what he wanted, for now, when he could so easily have the most enchanting and lovely women in the world. But as he drew you into another kiss, whispering his desire to court you, it didn’t quite matter. You were his and he was yours for now, and you were satisfied with how things stood as of now. You leaned deeper into his kiss and boldly suckled on his lip, eliciting a guttural moan from the man, but the moment was destroyed when you accidentally leaned forward a little too much and toppled onto him, sending the both of you onto the ground. You both groaned at the impact and he clicked his tongue at you as you buried your reddened face in his chest, mumbling that it was his fault you were so awkward around him. He rolled his eyes affectionately at you before dropping a kiss onto your head, some things never changed.

Here’s a smirking Colin Farrell a la Jerry Dandridge for your pleasure. And I do mean pleasure ;)

anonymous asked:

Idk if it is officially open yet but "liability" by Lorde with any one of the marauders would be a blessing as it is my jam and (sadly) anthem as of right now. Thanks so much!!

I’m sorry you feel that way…hope this helps!!!


“You’re crying,” came a voice from behind you. 

“I’m not,” you sniffed, wiping your face with your hands in an effort to hide the tears. 

“What happened? Did he do something?” Sirius asked, taking a seat beside you on the couch in the empty common room. It was well past midnight and by now, pretty much everyone was in their rooms.

“He broke up with me.”

“Why?” Sirius probed, scooting closer to you. 

“He said ‘I’m a liability.’ That I’m ‘too much for him,’” you explained, exaggerating the air quotes. 

“Then he’s a prick,” Sirius said simply.

You looked over at him for the first time since he’d joined you, “What?”

“He’s a right tosser and you deserve far better,” Sirius continued wrapping an arm around you. “You’re something special, (Y/N). You’re wild like the flowers in the spring. You’re fierce like the wind in a storm. You’re bright as the stars in the sky. And if ‘you’re too much for him,’ well, then that’s his problem, not yours. You’re brilliant and anyone who can’t see that doesn’t deserve your time or tears.”

You stared at him in shock. Surely, you’d misheard him. Sirius Black did not think those things about you. Right?

“I - you,” you stumbled, “thank you.”

He flashed a devastatingly crooked grin which almost made you melt, “I meant every word.” He leaned in close and whispered into your ear, “And when you’re ready to move on, you know where to find me.” 

You blushed, thrilled at the implication, “And if I said I’m ready now?” You hoped that your nervousness was passing as confidence. 

“Then I’d say, let me take you out to Hogsmeade this weekend?” he grinned, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. 

Originally posted by nellaey