is a plane ticket to somewhere

someday, i’m just gonna leave. buy a plane ticket, and just fly somewhere. maybe i’ll be with someone, maybe i won’t. but one day, i’ll leave.

anonymous asked:

What was the deal about that post a few months ago that said there would be "kissing" happening in August? Was that just a joke or do I need to get myself a plane ticket to somewhere? *sweats nervously*

(( OOC: There was a post about kissing happening in August… because there’s gonna be kissing happening in August. )) 

Roasting BTS


Originally posted by lamealienkid


Shout out to Admin Cat for helping me out. 

I peeped Jin looked like something hella familiar and I couldn’t quite figure it out. But now I remember. He guest stared in Spongebob.

So you’re gonna tell me that 


is the visual

of BTS?


Yoongi got that type of bitch face that make you think his cellphone died at 15%.

Yoongi got that type of face like he holding conversation with someone with dookie breff

Homie only 24 years old and he already half way through his transformation as the bitter ass old man in the retirement home that nobody plays dominos with anymore cause he keeps trynna run up on a bitch


Some people don’t need to be roasted.

Some people just roast themselves.


For every 5 picture of Namjoon looking fine asf, there’s always one of him looking like this

Y’all pray for my homie Namjoon. Ain’t nun wrong with him, boy just got the head shape of a Honey Bun.

But what I deadass just DON’T UNDERSTAND is how he’s out here talking about how his I.Q. high but his ol’ bubble gum dumb dumb head ass showing up on Weekly Idol, not even knowing whICH SIDE OF THE KNIFE TO USE WHEN CUTTING AN ONION

Namjoon’s ol alien emoji lookin’ ass.

Ol’ Cocoa Pebble head ass. 

Ol’ “jimin got no jams” but can’t even milly rock without lookin’ like a wheat stalk blowing in the wind headass.

Originally posted by bangtaninspired


Jimin look like he writes angry letters to Santa about how good he’s been the past few years but he still didn’t get his growth spurt for Christmas. 

Jimin look like he gotta stand on his tippy toes to flush the toilet. 

Jimin look like he still uses a booster seat.

Jimin be like “look me in the fucking eye and tell me i’m short” and the person gotta lay on their stomach to look him in the eye

Jimin look like the type to get hella salty at people telling him his hands small. Right now he’s in a room somewhere like “wait til I glo up! You gon’ feel it!”

This is Y’ALL’S MCM. Remember that.


Tae look like he just got pulled out of time out chair for drawing dicks on the wall with his new pack of crayolas.

Originally posted by xcrazyfangirlx

He look like he hit puberty only on his ears.

IDK why they pay for plane tickets for world tours when Taehyung could just flap his ears and blast off.

People be paying REAL ASS MONEY to see this in person

As if you can’t just google “Lord of the Rings Gollum”.

Jimin: Go play with your Hwarang Hyungs

Taehyung: Go PlaY WiTh yOUr hWarAnG HyuNgS


You know what I like about Jungkook? You don’t gotta roast him. Everytime he acts up you just expose tf outta him.

What NCT would give their s/o on Valentine's Day


Originally posted by sukkeroku

Taeil is a very shy guy, and the idea of getting you something for Valentine’s Day would haunt him. Not because he doesn’t want to, because he wants to get you the perfect gift. He didn’t want to get you something overwhelming neither did he want to get you chocolate because he felt that was too cliché. He would ask Hansol for help but then regret it because Hansol’s ideas were useless and un-romantic, so he would just trust his instincts and buy something that reminded him of you. A necklace. It’s a simple, yet beautiful, necklace with a diamond on it. He felt proud of himself and decided to write you a song so he can sing it for you as he gently puts it around your neck. He would also make you hot chocolate since you both love hot chocolate. You would drink it while you cuddle up watching a movie.


Originally posted by nakamot0

Hansol would be so #confused he would have no idea what to get you. He would think of getting you a teddy bear but then realize that he doesn’t like that idea. He’d think and think and would come to no conclusion. Finally he would go and ask Yuta. Yuta would give him great ideas but that would make hansol feel worse about himself and have thoughts like “I’m such a bad boyfriend” or “Yuta should be her boyfriend”. Valentine’s Day would be so close and Hansol still didn’t think of a gift he wanted to buy, so he decides to go to a mall and see what type of things people are selling. As he walks through the mall he notices a shop which sells watches. And it finally hit him “I’ll buy her a watch”. He buys you a pretty pastel blue watch with silver stars dangling from it. He gets excited to give it to you on Valentine’s Day and he cant help but smile on his way home. When he gives you the gift, he notices your smile and he feels proud of himself, he knew it wasn’t much but he was sure you don’t mind what he gets you because you would love him anyway.


Originally posted by nakamotens

Papa Johns would feel really chill, he would think he has everything planned and that he doesn’t have to worry at all, but when he realizes that valentines day is in two day he would start to panic. He would think “I KNEW WHAT I’D GET HER BUT WHY DID I FORGET” he would come up with ideas of doing something like make you dinner but then again his cooking isn’t the best. He calls his mum in Chicago for help and she tells him to give her a keychain and Johnny liked that idea. He went to the store and bought a custom keychain which says “Be there or be square” and as he was walking he sees a BIG brown teddy bear. He picks it up and examines it when a lady comes up to him and says “It looks like you” and that’s when Johnny was like “Yup this gonna be lit” he bought his gifts and took them home. On Valentine’s he would give you the gifts and you of course would love them and he would say “Yeahhh… I knew it. I even got them a month in advance” and send you a wink. You would spend the day together eating pizza.


Originally posted by taeyongd

Taeyong had completely forgotten about Valentine’s Day. He was too busy practicing. You expected him to forget but you knew that he cared and if he wasn’t busy he would’ve spent it with you. Jaehyun asked Taeyong “Hey aren’t you going home yet? Valentine’s Day is almost over” and Taeyong stood there frozen. When Taeyong got home you noticed he looked really sad, you wanted to approach him but you didn’t want to remind him about Valentine’s Day since you knew it would make him sad, so instead you said “Heyyy ty track! Do you want some dinner?” And he shook his head and looked at you with really sad eyes “I’m so sorry” and he took you into a hug. You hugged him back and told him it was okay. You took the gift box from your pocket and gave it to him while looking at your feet. He looked shocked and took it nonetheless. He opened it and his eyes widened with awe “Omo! Y/n you didn’t have to. I feel worse now” you had gotten him a cartier bracelet. You told him it was okay again and you understand that he was busy but he was determined to get you something anyways “Don’t worry I’ll get you something by tomorrow. You’ll love it, now lets go eat dinner” he looked happier and that’s all you cared about. No gift would replace that smile of his. As you eat dinner he would tell you how much he loved you and keep staring at you with a huge smile one his face.


Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Yuta would be most prepared. He would have probably been extremely excited about valentines day since a month before. He would have probably had the idea of pranking you by doing something witty and then give you his real gift. Yuta would love you so much he would want to give you everything and anything he can offer. You didn’t want him spending too much but that didn’t stop him anyways. He wanted to buy you more than he did but he knew you would be sad. After all he was just showing his love to you by spoiling you. He had bought you LV sunglasses that he thought would look super hot on you. He also bought a Hermès coat that would keep you warm in the winter. And last but not least he bought you the nicest smelling perfume because he wanted to smell it on you when he hugs you. He knew you were humble and wouldn’t accept it straight away but he didn’t care because he knew you would when he gave you his killer smile. On Valentine’s Day he had his plan set. He gave you a big gift box with a photo of him smiling and doing the peace sign. He saw your genuine smile and was surprised that you were happy with only that. But when he told you he had more you were shocked. And he laughed at how cute you were. You kept telling him it was too much but he would just say “My everything deserves everything” and he shot the killer smile that made you melt on the spot.


Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

Ten is such a sweetheart. He would want to do the cliché things couples do on Valentine’s Day but not to be cliché, just because he wanted to experience everything with you. Ten noticed you getting excited over valentines however he couldn’t help but feel something wrong. He wanted to make it extra special, he really did but he didn’t know how. Then the thought hit him. What better thing to do than celebrate Valentine’s Day in the place he loved most, with the person he loved most, Thailand. He booked the plane tickets the moment he got home from practice. He was so hyped. He got his bags ready and he got your bags ready and put them in the car. And all that was left was for you to come home. When you did Ten pulled you into a hug and told you that he was talking you on a small trip. You kept asking where he was talking you but all he would say was “somewhere nice”. You gave up and soon after you went to sleep. An hour later your boyfriend woke you up by planting a kiss on your eyes. You blushed at his action as you got out of the car. You were extremely shocked at where you were. The airport. You looked at Ten as he handed the tickets over to you, your jaw dropped and your eyes were popping out of your sockets “I didn’t pack my bags!!” He assured you that he did. When you arrived to Thailand you and Ten spent the best Valentine’s Day ever. He did all the cliché things but it was super fun and adorable to see that side of him. You gave him the gift you bought him which was a set of earrings and he absolutely loved them. When you got back to the hotel you took a shower and got out with a robe. You looked for your clothes but you didn’t find any underwears. You looked at Ten and asked “Did you pack me any undergarments” and he froze. He realized he didn’t. “Dont worry I’ll buy you some” and a smirk appeared on his face.


Originally posted by nctech

Jaehyun is the SWEETEST man ever ever ever. He would be super super SUPER excited for Valentine’s Day. He already bought your gift and organized everything. He would’ve planned to cook you dinner and serve it under the moonlight, sing for you a love song, and last but not least give you his gift. He had cooked meat, spicy pork, ttaekboki and for dessert he will serve peaches and green tea ice cream. For the gift he got you a beautiful set of jewelry. Star diamond earrings with a matching bracelet and necklace. He prepared the a pathway of rose petals from the front door to your balcony so when you enter you would be welcomed with that. And on the balcony there would be a table that served your dinner. As you enter Jaehyun would sing for you and sit you down and when you are done with the delicious meal Jaehyun had prepared he would give you his gift. Jae would make the day end in a very special way. He would fill your backyard with candles in a shape of a heart and in the middle would be a mat to lay on and chocolates shaped as hearts. Jaehyun would make you feel very loved on that special day, since it only comes once a year.

lets rewrite the entire recent stevenbomb

(Long post, cropped for space)

This recent bomb was pretty terrible imho so I’ve decided to re write it with the materials I was given. If i sat down with a cohesive crew i could come up with something even more solid, but I really do believe that what I came up with has better drama, pacing, and character development, it stays on message, and has lots to look forward to at the end that leaves the viewer excited for the promise of more

  • Lets have this be heavily Amethyst centric. Steven starts with those dreams, and at first the gems are reluctant to let Steven go figure out what he’s seeing. But the one who eventually says it would be a good idea is Amethyst. “If the rest of you won’t take him I will. Sounds kind of fun.”  

  • if you’re gonna have the pink palanquin be somewhere that needs to be traveled to, please use anyone else besides uncle racist. You have greg who could easily buy plane tickets. you have Lion. You have Lapis.

  • greg gets abducted still, just do it with the blue diamond we were promised not the one we were given. you expect me to to just accept that she looks like that now? shut up

  • have amethyst be terrified in the presence of Blue Diamond. Amethyst says “Stop.” and Blue diamond, instead of treating her like an actual threat, insults her. Calls her defective, and weak, and considers it an insult that Amethyst would even think it’s okay to speak to her. You can feel the immense power radiating off of her. Amethyst feels like she’s so weak that even if she tried to rescue greg she’d fail immediately. So she panics and stiffens up until it’s too late. It’s her first real exposure to the diamonds (a call on the diamond line doesn’t count) and she knows what she’s up against now and it’s really scary

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Regret - Part 3

Originally posted by fy-taeyong95

Genre: angst, fluff, slight smut

Pairing: Johnny x Reader, Taeyong x Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Summary: *REQUESTED* You find out that your boyfriend has been cheating on you and you leave him. Almost a year later, he realizes that he hasn’t quite gotten over you and he tries to get you back.

You ended up calling Taeyong a few weeks later. As soon as the line began to ring, you wanted to hang up. What if he forgot all about you? What if he didn’t even remember your name? More importantly, what if he was already seeing someone? Maybe you should’ve texted him first, you thought, as it continued to ring in your ear.

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Call It Quits - Finn Balor

summary: you and finn seem to be in a long distance relationship, somethign you didn’t sign up for when you moved away from home just to be with him. 
content warning: none that i can think of!
word count: 2K+ (what??? a decently long one???)
NOTE: hey, if you leave comments on my work or message me an tell me what you think. it might encourage me to write more! 

You were laying in bed staring at your phone. You were debating on whether or not you should call Finn. You two had been calling each other back and forth all week, but somehow you kept missing each other. You sighed as you hit the call button next to his name and placed the phone next to your ear. 

Voicemail… again.

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Don’t doubt that I wouldn’t do absolutely everything in my power to meet Taylor Swift. She needs me to hop on a plane less than 24 hours to be somewhere? You can bet I’ll be paying for that plane ticket with the nonexistent money in my bank account.

New York // Part 1

hi. um, sorry I haven’t been really active on here, I didn’t have any motivation to do any of the texts or write one shots or anything like that. although after Harry’s performance on snl I was like yanno what I really wanna write somet about it so here it is. well, the first part. I am planning on writing the part where he’s on set and stuff I just kinda had to intro the whole thing plus I guess it was about time I posted somet as well. hope you enjoy it, make sure to tell me if you have any ideas or if I should start one shots which are continueous? I’ve seen some people do that and it seems interesting, it’s not so much as a fanfiction because the events wouldn’t be happening after each other but they would have some connection. wow I’m rambling but tell me what you think! happy easter guys! 🐰 oh and you can follow me on my main blog which is hesasnowflake bc i kinda got back onto it? idk up to you. oh that’s also my twitter if you wanna give me a cheeky follow lmao shameless promo x have fun reading this tho also idk when part 2 will be out so keep an eye on this blog or just turn the post notifications on. lotta love, xoxo -b


Travelling was always one of my favourite things to do and so when it meant it will excuse me from doing other things I was supposed to, I just loved it that much more. Working on assignments wasn’t near as much fun as packing a suitcase, getting a plane ticket then driving to the airport and getting on a plane to get somewhere else in the world.

Honestly, there was nothing better.

Even though many people don’t like long flights I personally enjoyed it. I liked going on different planes, experiencing different journeys with different people. I know I might sound like a right weirdo at this moment and time but I’m only telling you the truth.

And so going back to the beginning, where I was saying I loved travelling just a little bit more when it meant I didn’t have to do certain things – well, at least for a little while – that was exactly the situation I was in right now.

My luggage was already checked in and I went through security as well so I had the chance to get myself a nice cup of coffee from Starbucks with a sandwich which I ate at one of the tables there. Feeling extra happy, I pulled my phone out of my hoodie pocket and pressed down on the button on the device so that my screen lit up. A smile made its way onto my face as I saw unread messages from my best friend who also happened to be my boyfriend.

Harry: you’re still coming right? I’m absolutely flipping nervous

Harry: oh crap I’ve gotta go, we’re doing an intro ad thing for the show. see you soon hopefully. love you x

A light chuckle left my lips as I clicked out of the message and opened another one from my lovely mother who was asking me if I made it onto the plane yet or if I’m still at home, lying around on the couch. Well what can I say I was never one to leave in time or make it in time to somewhere therefore I wasn’t surprised when I saw her messages.

Instead of texting her back, at which I was absolutely terrible but I think that was already shown when I never answered Harry, I clicked on her contact name and called her.

“Hey love, are you at the airport yet? Are you all checked in, yeah?” she asked me straight away, not even letting me take a breath before she flooded me with her questions.

But I guess mums will always be like this, right? And I should be grateful she’s like this with me because most children don’t have the opportunity to have a good relationship with their mothers or parents in general. 

“Hi mother, yes, I am at the airport and yes I am checked in,” I laughed as I lifted my cup full of hot coffee which may I add very rarely drank. I wasn’t the biggest fan of coffee but I needed it in that moment.

“Very well then,” she sighed. I heard soft clicking noises in the background so I knew she was working on something like she always did. It was as if she never stopped. If she wasn’t at work she was cleaning the house, the garden or doing extra work at home. I guess you could say she was really work-orientated, she liked keeping herself busy at all times. “Have you talked to Har yet?”

“Hmm,” I hummed as a huge smile appeared on my face again. My mum and dad called Harry “Har” and he loved it and it just made me very-very happy because they got along so well. “Although he had stuff to do so we didn’t talk on the phone.”

“Right, he is a busy man, isn’t he?”

“He is,” I agreed. “Anyways, I think I should get my laptop out and do some work so I don’t have to do all of it when I get back. I know for a fact I’m not gonna do anything while in New York.”

“That’s great thinking, my love. Looks like you inherited some of my drive to do work whenever wherever,” she laughed.

We talked for a few more minutes then she had to excuse herself because she had a Skype interview with one of the applicants or something like that. I guess you could say my mum was a boss-kinda-person at work meaning that she was an important member of the company she worked with.

While I had my laptop open and my drink in my hand I didn’t really do much although I didn’t expect any less or any more from myself. Basically, I just wasted my time until I had to pack my stuff away and get my arse on the plane. Which might I add was happy about. How could I not been happy about it?

Finally, I was going to New York. Not to mention the fact that I was also going to be seeing my amazing boyfriend who I miss very much.


Those eight hours on the plane didn’t even do anything to me. Probably because I slept all the way through which was clearly shown in the fact that my phone’s battery was dead since I forgot to plug it in once we were in the air and I was listening to music throughout the journey.

When I got through the security and immigration which was literally the longest bloody thing ever, I got my stuff then sat down inside and got my laptop out. It took me about fifteen minutes to connect to the free Wi-Fi which was terrible on its own so that just added to my stress and small amount of panic which was starting to build up within me.

I had to get a hold of Harry somehow because stupidly enough I didn’t tell him the time my flight would be arriving here and I also didn’t let him buy my tickets. Well, he helped me out because he truly insisted but he just transferred money onto my card, which honestly was more than I needed so I sent it back to him and only used a small amount of it, and I was the one who bought the tickets.

Once I was on the internet, I clicked on my messages which were blowing up, all of them from Harry. I didn’t even bother reading them I just clicked on the little bar and started typing out what I wanted to tell him before that stupid free Wi-Fi cut off.

Me: hii, I’m here and I’m stuck lol. my phone’s dead cos I never charged it on the plane so if you could come get me from the airport that would be lovely. sorry for not telling you when I was landing, I totally forgot. I’ll be outside but don’t bother replying bc the wifi is shit and I’ll probs won’t get your messages. I love you see you soon x

To send that message it took me like another ten minutes and just when I thought it would never go through, it said “Delivered” under it. I felt the built up pressure leave my shoulders as I almost closed my laptop off but then I saw his message pop right up.

Harry: good thing I have amazing connections right? I figured I’d find out when you’ll arrive because I know you and I had a feeling you’d end up stranded at the airport

Me: wait what you spied on me little fucker smh well at least you’re here right I’m really hungry haz hurry up please the wifi will go away pls xxxxxxx

Harry: get up your ass then and come out. I’m in a white Audi right as you come out the sliding glass doors

I smiled reading that message. I didn’t even bother putting my laptop away I just closed it down, put my backpack on my back then with my macbook in one of my hands and my suitcase in the other I started making my way out of the airport.

The sun was brighter than my future in that moment and I absolutely regretted not taking my sunnies out but it didn’t matter too much as soon as I set my eyes on the car which he mentioned in his text.

Squinting, I walked towards the car and as I was about to open the door, the window rolled down at the driver’s seat.

“Hey, what are you doing?” asked the lad as I looked at him, one of my hands coming in contact with my forehead so that I could keep the sun out of my eyes.

I could feel my cheeks heat up as I looked at the stranger, confusion taking over me completely.

“I-I’m so sorry sir, I thought-, my boyfriend,” I stuttered as I didn’t know what the actual hell to say. Was Harry seriously taking the piss? “I’m sorry, I’m going now,” I told the man as I reached out to my suitcase handle then pulled it behind myself.

I couldn’t believe how big of a dick Harry was. Did he find that amusing? Well, knowing his crazy ass he most probably did. And he definitely saw it all happening from one of the cars.

I crossed my arms once I put my laptop away in my backpack and leaned back on the seats. I honestly didn’t find this shit funny at the beginning then as I started to get over it, I begun to chuckle slightly until I realised I was shaking my head and grinning like crazy.

This was not the first time he had played me like that. We’re always like this with each other though. Some people would say we are too immature for our ages but I mean we couldn’t care less about their opinions. This was another reason why we worked so well together with Harry.

“Now that, my friend, was absolutely hilarious!” looking to my left I saw him walking closer, looking bloody gorgeous as always as his deep voice made a few people look at us.

His outfit was full black like always, his skinnies hugging his legs perfectly and his dark coloured shirt was so see-through you could easily make out the butterfly on his tummy and the swallows on his chest. He was fricking perfect and he knew it. Well, I was hoping he did because he was.

He was laughing by the time he got to me and all I did was shake my head and stood up, my hands still folded together and pressed against my chest.

“You’re just so funny, aren’t you?” I asked him, arching a brow while the tone of my voice was nothing but pure sarcasm.

“That I am, baby, that I am,” he smiled as he put his arms out, ready to pull me into a hug and boy did I waste any time? The fuck I didn’t! I almost flew into his arms, my body literally smacking into his and he had to take a few steps back as I basically fell onto him. “I missed you too, love,” he laughed quietly.

His arms wrapped around me in a tight hug, his chin resting on the top of my head then later he pressed a few kisses onto my hair. I hid my face in the crook of his neck as my hands wrapped around it and locked my fingers together at the nape of his neck. I sighed as I let myself melt in his touch, in his hug, in his arms.

“I love you,” I whispered as I pressed my lips against his skin for the shortest second then pressed my temple against his neck before I pulled away.

“I love you more,” he kissed my forehead as he let his hands slip off of me; down my arms and in the end he intertwined our fingers. Bringing them to his lips, he kissed my knuckles while he shut his eyes, not minding one bit that we were still out in the public.

Once he let go of me he took my hand in one of his hand and got my suitcase in the other one. I rolled my eyes as I saw we were nearing a black Audi and not a bloody white one. I could hear him chuckle as he opened the boot and put my luggage in and I just got in the passenger seat at the front.

Soon enough he was sitting next to me, buckling his seatbelt in and starting the car right away.

“Hand?” he held his right hand out to me as he looked to the left to see if any cars were coming and I just had to give in. Making sure my sigh was loud enough, I put my left hand into his and he once again intertwined our fingers. “I’ve gotta nip to the studio real quick to sign some papers with Jimmy. D’you wanna come or should I take you to mine first?”

“Whichever works for me,” I shrugged. “If yours is too out of the way I’ll just go with you and then we can get some food because I’m still starving then go home.”

“Sounds like a plan.”


And so that is what we did. Harry quickly went into the studio and he was out within ten minutes. I was dying at that point, my potential jetlag and hunger both doing my head in.

“Okay-okay, what d’you wanna eat, hm?” he asked me as his hand found its home on my thigh, gripping it a bit here and there.

“Dunno, don’t care,” I muttered. “Whatever’s close s’fine by me.”

“I’m guessing you don’t wanna go in, right?” I shook my head no and he hummed in response. “Have you ever had Taco Bell before?”

“Do I look like I spend all my time in America like some poeple?” I asked back sassily. I was tired and hungry with a headache on top. I wanted to cuddle Harry and sleep. And food of course.

“Drop the attitude, sunshine. I’m not up for it.”

“Well I’m not either so that makes two of us,” I told him right away. “Take your hand off of me now and take me home. I can’t be arsed getting food now.”


It took us twenty minutes to arrive at Harry’s penthouse that he rented while he was in New York or he owned it. I honestly didn’t have a clue and I couldn’t care less. I wanted a bed and nothing else. I was starting to get in a pissy mood and I didn’t like it because I knew Harry didn’t need my stress on top of his.

Throwing my stuff on the floor I found my way upstairs and into a bedroom which most probably wasn’t the one Harry was staying in because it was way too clean and I didn’t see anything in this room apart from the basics.

Shutting the door behind me rather strongly I plopped down on the bed, slowly crawling under the sheets and putting my head on the pillow. My eyes were shut right away and I felt content. Relaxed. Cool.

In that moment I also knew I should’ve stuck it out, taken my attitude back and get food instead of coming home but oh well. I made a scene already so it didn’t matter. Especially not after I fell into a deep slumber.

anonymous asked:

Top 10 reasons to love Fox Mulder.

1. The way he leans towards you, into your, over you, chewing the inside of his lip and scrunching his eyebrows, and the way it makes you feel knowing that his intensified focus is directed towards you.

2. His legs, taking up all of the room on the plane, in the car, under the desk when you’re trying to find your way down between his legs and his knees keep knocking you in the side of the head as you giggle. But you never mind, you’ve always been small enough to compensate for his bigness.

3. You’ll never meet a man more confident in his beliefs, and yet still so open to those of others.

4. His voice, lulling you to sleep every evening and waking you up inside of a dream every morning. The first words that roll across his tongue in the mornings sound like thunder shaking the bones of your house, begging you to kiss the tiredness away.

5. His ability to allow himself to become open to vulnerability, and his understanding of the occasional necessity of this.

6. The way he feels and wants and loves bigger than anyone you have ever met. Every case he becomes emotionally attached to. Every family of a victim is given his personal phone number in case they need someone to talk about their loss. Every town he sleeps in becomes another home for him to reminisce when he is lonely. 

7. The tea tin you find in the floor in between his bedside table and his bed frame. You pick it up, intending to put it in the drawer of his nightstand so it doesn’t get lost, but end up opening it out of curiosity when you hear shuffling inside as you lift it. Inside are tickets. Hundreds and hundreds of plane tickets. As you start shuffling through, you realize that if you looked, you’d be able to find matching ones just like them somewhere in your own apartment. All of the places you have been together, nestled safely in this tiny box.

8. His unfaltering trust and support. When you were a child, you had your sister. Even after two separate lifetimes of growing in opposite directions, you could still read each others minds. When you lost her, it took you nearly three months before you realized that you had him. He rarely understands at first, but, God, he never stops trying to.

9. His hands. Resting protectively on the small of your back. Holding your shoulders, so narrow that his fingers meet at your spine, as gently as you would hold an injured bird. Gripping the hair at the base of your neck. Pressing into, bruising even, the porcelain skin of your hips. Tracing the slope of your nose downwards, catching on your bottom lip, the tip of his thumb slipping into your mouth. Holding your hand in his, always and always and always and always.

10. The way he loves you back. Everything you give to him he takes and consumes and loves and he uses it and takes it and amplifies it and hands it right back to you. Everyday you wake up, unsure of where your job will take you next. But you are always safe, warm in the blanket of his love. You never knew how greatly you needed a safety net until he volunteered his mind and his heart and his body for yours. You wonder if God made his hands so big to better hold and protect your little heart. 

Pieces || Part 2: No Man's Land

Part 2 everybody! Thank you for the positive feedback and once I got home, I wasted no time writing this down! Please continue following this story and if you wanna get tagged, just write it down in the comments or message me or something.

Pairing: Damian Wayne/Nightwing x Reader/Pandemonium

Gist: You had a past relationship with Damian, but due to unfortunate events, it came to a halt after taking two different sides and five years since have passed and now both sides have to come together to help save Earth from Brainiac.


1. Harley being Harley.


3. I’m only gonna follow with what I know from Injustice 2 and twisted a few ideas around to fit into the plot. I’ll refrain from mentioning anything from Injustice: Gods Among Us or the Injustice comics because I’m still confused about what the hell is going on.


5. I had to edit both parts because me and @veenafera had done some math and realized it wouldn’t make sense if reader left at seventeen and she hasn’t spoken to Damian (properly at least) for eight years, not six because Damian left with Clark at fifteen, sixteen and he should be twenty three, twenty four now




PART 1 || PART 2 || PART 3

Even if they are a team at the moment, there was always sides to choose. Batman and his no kill policies. Superman and his war on crime ideals. It was like a political battle, but with more weapons and gadgets involved. Bonus on the alien invasion. Everyone, heroes, civilians alike had sides to pick and there seemed to be no inbetween. No slice of heaven, no safe haven, no light within both spectrum. There was either blood to be shed or swords to be sheathed.

That’s why [Name] chose to keep herself out of the spectrum. She made her own slice of heaven back in Arizona. Her haven confided with her home and family. Her views on how a tainted human life should be punished veered closer to Bruce’s so she kept with him all those years, trying to stop Superman’s persecutions and helping Bruce from hitting rock bottom.

[Name] had lost her mind. She was sent to the hospital shortly after everyone she thought she knew was being locked up or sent away somewhere. When she had gotten better, she still had a this empty feeling around her. She wouldn’t leave her house, sometimes her bed even. She went back to school, but wasn’t treated the same. Her identity as Pandemonium had been exposed and everybody attacked her, with questions or with hostility, for siding with Bruce Wayne. Soon, she was packing her suitcase full of clothes and bought a plane ticket with her mother to go to Arizona.

There were times [Name] felt the need to ask Bruce about Damian. She knew she shouldn’t have left without telling him, but everything happened so fast and within a matter of months neither one could recognize the other and couldn’t face them. Even Bruce had insisted she go visit him before she leaves.

“Don’t you want to go see him?” Bruce asked as he took a seat next to her. He had gotten better, faster than she did. He coped with grief before and she knew he wasn’t the same, but he was better none the less. He was already dealing with the press and handling all worldly problems. As Bruce Wayne, the businessman, the hero. 

He had her protected and was kept away from the press when she was being treated in the hospital all those months. He would talk to her mother and doctors to ask about her condition. [Name] was grateful. She had a feeling he blamed himself for not noticing when her deteriorating mental health, but she made sure to tell him that it wasn’t his or anyone’s fault except her’s for not addressing her problem any sooner.

Bruce was the first one and the only one to know about her leaving. [Name] shook her head, “I don’t want him to find out. I don’t want anyone else except you to know where I’m going. You can tell everyone once I leave a message on your phone.”

The man watched her. She had change. Her old personality, passionate and explosive, had mellowed down and she seemed tired. Older for someone so young. The months before took a huge toll on her and he could tell she’s seen everything in her seventeen years of being alive. Then he nodded. “I do think you should visit him, though. The last time he saw you, your eyes were glowing and every natural disaster that was put to record was coming his way. He was worried about you the whole time and he asks about you.”

“And that’s the last time he’ll see me.” [Name] replied. She gave Bruce a small smile. “He can worry all he wants, I won’t give him any pleasures by visiting him.”

She wanted to go see him, she really did, but there was a sense of righteousness that held her back. It was a childish move, but there was a part of her that wasn’t ready to forgive Damian or herself after letting him go so easily. You may be on the same team for now, but he’s still the enemy. He’s been locked up in a cell for five years and he’s a stubborn idiot. He’s still the same Damian. [Name] thought as she read the articles that were written only hours ago. 

Most of the cities in the United States were disappearing into a skull-like ship. Wonder Woman and Black Adam broke into Superman and everyone else’s jails. A new super, a blonde with an “S”, was with them. Batman released Superman and now both sides are working together to take them down. [Name] blinked at the screen wearily. Is this team even going to make it through without tearing at each other’s throats? Sighing, [Name] pushed the screen away and looked at the map, which was heading to some underground hangar in the outskirts of Gotham.

Impatient sickness wafted around her in the quiet plane. What’s going to happen if someone doesn’t listen? Are Bruce and Clark going to try and take one another down and ignore the task at hand? Is Damian–no. She shouldn’t be worrying about him. Not right now, not ever. The plane jostled around, indicating that it was about to land. [Name] bit her lip as she watched the screen flash into directions of where she were to head once she lands. 

Thoughts from the last time she confronted everyone–Hal, Barry, Diana, everybody–gave her the chills. She sent all of them either flying, down to the ground, burning, or drowning every time she saw them. [Name] felt the nervousness come to her and her knees began to feel weak. The plane had flown into a mountain and the lights started to flash red inside. Once it made it to the hangar, [Name] immediately jumped out of the plane, shaking her palms away from nervousness.

Screw being nervous for trying to stop them all those years ago, there’s an alien invasion. It’s time to go back into the spectrum.

Damian’s leg wouldn’t stop moving. He didn’t what was making him do that–the fact that he got to leave his prison or the fact that he knew [Name] was probably around already. Some people had not arrived to the old Justice League meeting room and he kept his head down while he waited. He heard a rustling next to him and he couldn’t help but look up to see Diana sitting next to him.

“You’re anxious about [Name]’s arrival.” She stated simply to him. Damian gave her a perplexed look and she gave him a serious look. “I’ve known you and [Name] long enough to know how much you two care for each other. Even when you two separated, you kept track of her, watching or reading about her on the news, but let me remind you, Damian, what she did to you. She’s even more dangerous than Bruce when it comes to power; she has no control over it and she almost killed you.”

Damian could only look at her, his eyes narrowing. “I’m well aware of her powers, Diana. She can control it. Her mind wasn’t in the right place that whole fight and I was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.” He said lowly. Of coursed he remembered that day. It was scary to see her that way, screaming and crying while pulling hell out of its own home to attack him. Damian tried his best not to think about it. He knew she was able to control her powers. He was always there when she was learning.

“Dammit!” [Name] screamed as she fell on the ground. The column of water that she had been controlling ricocheted toward Damian, who quickly ducked out of the way, hitting the rock wall of the Bat Cave. Alfred, who had come in with towels and a platter of sandwiches, stepped into the Cave.

“Miss [Surname] please don’t swear.” He said calmly.

[Name] apologized and quickly went back to creating a column of water, which collapsed not a minute later and she gave an irritated sigh. “Come on! I’ve been at it for hours, controlling this is so hard!”

Damian nodded at her, listening as he bit into the triangular sandwich. “You can’t just master this in less than a day, you know.” He stated. “Eat. You’ve been practicing for a while and I’m surprised you haven’t even eaten within the last thirty minutes.”

[Name] punched his arm before grabbing a sandwich. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I’m saying you eat a lot.” Damian pointed out to the younger girl, earning another punch in the arm. The two spoke to one another while eating, talking about school and their missions until [Name] decided to get up from her seat and pick up where she left off. Slowly, she extended her hands and focused on the water inside the bucket. The liquid pulled up like a column for the third time and [Name] moved her right hand over the left, the tip of the water following. The girl grinned, continuing to move the water slowly around her.

The two, both mystified by what was happening. Damian turned his head to look at [Name], who had a grin on her face as she continued to move her arms around. The water circled around her until it collapsed into a circle puddle at her feet. Her head moved and Damian turned his attention back at the puddle. “You did it.”

“I did it!” [Name] screamed as she ran up to him, shaking his arms excitedly. “Oh my God, I did it!” Her arms wound around his neck and Damian froze, shock taking over him as [Name] hugged him. [Name], who realized that the Robin in front of her most definitely did not like being hugged, backed away. She turned her head away from him awkwardly before saying, “I, uh, should practice more.”

“Yeah, maybe you, um, should.” Damian said back in careful awkwardness. They returned to their spots and the air was weird. Alfred watched the twelve and eleven year old, who kept glancing at one another every now and then, before shaking his head and walking out of the Cave.

Damian knew she can control it and if she really did get better, then so did her sense of restraint. Diana seemed to not care. “She makes you weak.” She criticized him.

“Like you’re any better when it comes to Superman.” Damian replied, shaking his head at her and taking notice of new people walking into the room. “If we’re both done stating facts, Diana, let’s end this conversation.” A loud cackle had made everyone turn their toward the entryway. Harley and Selina, the last few members to arrive, came in, the bubbly blonde sending out a fit of giggles as she kept turning her head back.

“Ya won’t believe who we ran into on the way here!” Harley commented and Damian felt alarms blaring in his head. It had to be her. “Got lost and wandered around ‘till kitty and I found her!” She turned her head to the person who was being mentioned, hiding behind a shelf full of suspicious looking items. Giving an exaggerated sigh, Harley put her hand on the person’s wrist, pulling her out. [Name] stumbled out of her spot slightly before standing straight up again, shifting between her feet every now and then.

“Pandemonium, good to have you here.” Bruce said to her. [Name] glared at him, putting her hands on her hips.

“I’m only here to save people and keep anything from coming near them, Bruce. That’s final.” She said to him simply and Bruce gave a knowing side before she took a seat between Green Lantern and Firestorm. She raised an eye at Hal’s green clothing. “Last time I saw you in green was when I created a mini Amazon Rainforest on you, Jordan.”

“Long story, kid.” Hal replied. “Good to have you back.”

“You and everyone who’re siding with Bruce seem to be the only one liking the idea.” [Name] muttered to him once Selina started talking. She could see Diana’s, along with the other Regime member’s, eyes glaring into her head so intensely, it could compete with Clark’s laser eyes. The blonde with the “S” stared at her, as if trying to figure her out.

Flash, who had been listening to her talk, gave a short laugh. “I can think of one person from Superman’s Regime liking the idea of you being around.” He motioned to someone in front of [Name] and she turned her head to meet a set of green eyes staring at her with anything but hostility. For a minute, the two stared at each other, frozen. Almost eight years without a proper conversation with each other made them speechless. She knew one of them was going to catch the other to get them to talk after this.

But what do I say? Is he gonna ask about what happened to me? Is he mad? A few of the many questions that sped through her head. It was making dizzy. [Name] started taking notice of Barry and Hal’s smirk after two minutes and she quickly looked away, flustered for staring so long. Her eyes narrowed at the red and green next to her. “Do you two want to feel a Level 9 earthquake in this building? Just the two of you. I can make it happen.”

“You trying to impress someone?” Barry asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Yeah, the seismologists.“ [Name] replied hotly before looking away and listening to Selina again. She dared to look across her again once she knew Hal and Barry weren’t paying any attention to her anymore. Damian was still staring at her. [Name] looked away again and she could see Damian’s lips turn upward ever so slightly, clearly pleased he can still make her so unsettled. 

That cocky bastard.


@lisssays @veenafera

Begin — Jeon Jungkook (Prologue)

Hii everyone! So this is the fic I’m starting :)

I hope you guys like it :)

Words: 1,491

Warnings: None

Description: You’ve never met your father, so you finally make the decision to go meet him in Korea. But what you found there was more than just a father.

prologue [01] [02] [03] [04]


“Y/n, when are you going to finish and help me move my bed over?” You hear your mother groan as she stepped into the kitchen, where you were.

“I was making coffee. I know we’re both going to need it since we plan on staying up all night, rearranging furniture.” You explained. You and your mom were doing some spring cleaning. You both were bored and decided that your house needed a new look.

“We’re not staying up all night.” She responds, walking over to you and you handed a mug of coffee to her. “Be careful, it’s hot.” You tell her.

She ignored you and sipped her drink. You knew it was hot, but she made it seem like it wasn’t. She drank it with no hesitation. She was probably used to this anyways. Your mom couldn’t go a day without a cup of coffee. That might be the only thing keeping her sane. And you, of course.

You sat in the kitchen, drinking your coffees and talking. “So many colleges accepted you, why don’t you go to any of them?” She asks you.

“Mom, I told you already,” You sighed, about to explain to her, for about the 5th time this month, why you weren’t going to college anytime soon. “I want to take a break before I go to college. I want to go out and explore the world. You know that it’s my dream to travel.”

Your mother sighed. It’s not that she didn’t want you to live your dreams, she just thought that it would be great if you went to college first. She doesn’t pressure you about it, she just talks about it sometimes.

“It’s been two months since school ended. If you wanted to travel, you could’ve done it by now.” She explains, sipping her coffee.

She wasn’t wrong. You had a job as a barista that surprisingly paid really well, which let you save up enough money to practically buy any plane ticket you want, and still have money left over.

You could travel anywhere in the world, but you always had a specific place that you wanted to go to first. South Korea.

South Korea was such a pretty place. The pictures you’ve seen of it are beautiful. But you didn’t just want to go there for the scenery, you wanted to go there for the people. You knew that somewhere in South Korea, your father was there.

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Fly Me Away - Kol Mikaelson

Request: I don’t know, maybe a Kol imagine where he takes the reader on a trip to surprise her? (if it’s flullfy or smut it’s up to you, let’s to give this man some love am I right) ((Anon)) 

Warnings: None? Just fluff. 

Pairing: Kol Mikaelson x Reader

A/n: ‘Let’s give this man some love’ is the best sentence I’ve ever heard. This is really short as well, sorry. 

Originally posted by shunnedwitch


Birthday’s are never much fun when there’s no one around to celebrate them. I mean, sure, you, Hayley, and Hope always had a nice little party for each other on birthday’s, but you missed birthday’s with Kol. Hayley knew you did, she tried to make your birthday’s worth while, but ever since they all went into a magical coma your birthday’s would get more and more depressing. 

But now he was back, and he promised you a birthday you’d never forget. First, it was breakfast, pancakes and hashbrowns. Then, it was shopping, he hated shopping like a normal male but he knew you loved it. He sucked it up for you. After shopping it was dinner. He didn’t take you somewhere fancy, you ate McDonalds on top of a cliff that overlooked mountains. It was perfect. 

But what you hadn’t been expecting was for you to wake up the next morning without him. He was just down in the kitchen, you could hear him talking to Klaus from the open bedroom door, but on his pillowcase was two plane tickets. To Paris. 

The plane left at noon that day, and you couldn’t stop smiling. Kol promised you the time of your life, that you’d never have to go back to New Orleans and you’d never have to worry about anything ever again. The hotel was gorgeous, and the food was amazing. Your cheeks hurt from smiling too hard. 

Kol had promised you the time of your life, and the time of your life you’d had. 

We’ll find a way

A little pre-emptive ‘fix-it-fic’

Bernie came home, dumped her box of belongings on the side and sighed. When she’d left for her shift this morning she hadn’t anticipated returning having unceremoniously resigned from her position.

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anonymous asked:

As a female INTJ, yours and your INTJ's lives, as well as relationship, is total goals for me. If you don't mind me asking, how did you and INTJ meet and what were your first impressions of each other?

Combined with the following asks:

  • Hi Mr ENTJ, the short story of your mornings with INTJ was so cute! Can you please share some more? Would love to hear how you two met. 🙈
  • Also, man, I can’t believe no one has asked this question before, but how did you and the INTJ meet? Did you guys follow standard relationship norms? If so, how did the first date go?

Related answers:

The INTJ and I didn’t follow standard relationship norms, probably the furthest thing from it. 

On first impressions:

  • The INTJ of me: “A smart, witty, flirty jackass.”
  • Me of the INTJ: Someone who was deeply intelligent, guarded and distant but curious about the world around her, and an old soul who was wise beyond her years.

We met online, started text chatting, text chatting escalated to voice chatting, and then one random day I bought her a plane ticket, flew her across the world to Los Angeles, and we went on an epic 2-week road trip across California, Nevada, and Arizona where we visited everything from Harry Potter World to the Grand Canyon. 

Somewhere between “hello” and “goodbye” we fell in love and we’ve been together ever since.


Hi guys, I’ve been writing imagines for a while now but I’ve never published them, hence why this imagine was set when One Direction were still together. Hope you enjoy and I have quite a few more to share with you. Feel free to request any imagines with anyone.

You were currently at one of one directions gigs. You were front row and Harry had insisted that he could see your face when he sung. You and Harry had been friends for about five years now, the boys loved you dearly and so did his family. But no one loved you quite as much as Harry did. You both knew it, however no one would ever act upon it because being best friends was just simply enough. You were both happy, both successful, both young and free.

Until tonight. Tonight was when everything changed. Like something just clicked and both of you realised best friends was never enough, you were just too afraid to make it something more.

But here you were, smiling up at the boys you so dearly loved with all of your heart. Louis looked down at you and pointed it you making everyone scream and made you smile widely, forming a heart with your hands.

Louis was like your brother and Harry loved how close you were with the boys.

They finished performing infinity and Liam picked up his drink, gently splashing some on you, making your squeal and put your middle finger up at him. The girls around you picked there own water bottles up and got him soaked, and you smiled as Harry’s laughter filled the arena.

“Thanks Girls” you said making them squeal because one of there favourite music artists had spoken to them whilst at a one direction concert.

Suddenly Harry’s voice filled the arena making everyone’s screams come to an end.

“Thank yer all for coming tonight. I hope you’re having fun” he said before looking down at you.

“So, someone very special is here tonight. She is a massive part of not only my life, but the boy’s lives too. And today is her birthday. So Laura, I want to let yer know that yer awesome. ‘n I’m so glad yer my best friend, I couldn’t ask for more. Remember love, no matter where you are, I love yer. Happy Birthday Lou” he said making you smile widely and making everyone awww.

“I love you” you mouthed back making him smile.

“This is for you Laura” Niall said before they sung I Want to Write You a Song . Harry had told you plenty of times, this song is about you and it always brought tears to your eyes.

Your friend wrapped one arm around your shoulders, placing a kiss on your cheek and swaying to the music.

“Harry looks hot tonight” she said in your ear making you giggle and look up at Harry who was already looking at you.

“He does” you said back making her jump up and down earning a smile from Harry as he ran a hand through his hair.

You were now back stage waiting for the boys. Your friend had now left with her boyfriend, letting you have some alone time with the boys. You heard loud laughing and instantly smiled and stood up. You were greeted by all four in a group hug.

“Ew. Your all sweaty” you said making them laugh and pull away.

“Happy Birthday love” Louis said pulling you into a tight hug.

“Thanks Lou Bear” you said before pulling away.

“Okay no more hugs until you all shower” you said making Liam, Niall and Louis groan before walking to the showers.

“Not even for me?” Harry said, making you turn around to see Harry smirking.

“hmmm, I think I can make an exception” you said, instantly being pulled into a tight hug.

“Did yer like the speech?” Harry said, placing a kiss against your hair.

“I loved it” you said, tangling your fingers into his hair.

“Love yer” he mumbled making you giggle against his chest.

“What?” he said pulling back to look at your fave properly for the first time that night.

“You’re being very affectionate tonight” you said as Harry tucked a bit of hair behind your ear.

“It’s ya birthday. Wanna make it special” he said placing his hand against your cheek.

“It already is. Because I’m with you and the boys” you said earning a nod from Harry.

“I should go shower” he said going to walk away.

“Not yet” you said pulling him back.

“Okay love” he said hugging you again. Tucking his arms under your bum, he lightly picked you off the ground and spun you around slightly. He placed you back in the ground with a light kiss to your forehead.

“I really should go shower. They’re going to make us leave soon” he said slowly.

“Okay” you said placing a kiss to his cheek and letting him go.

“That looked awfully cosy” Liam said walking back to you, fully cleaned and dressed. His hair still slightly damp.

“Hi Li” you said giving him a hug. “You alright?” he said sitting down on the sofa.

“Never been better” you said slowly. After that, you all went back to the tour bus and relaxed for a bit. You were situated in-between Harry’s legs oh the sofa. Louis and Niall either side of you and Liam strangely lying on the floor.

“I got yer a present” Harry whispered in your ear making you shiver slightly.

“I’m knackered. I’m going to go to bed’ Liam said getting up from the floor. You stood up to give him a hug.

“G'night Liam. You were amazing tonight” you said nicely.

“Happy Birthday” he said before leaving. Next was Niall and then Louis. And you and Harry stayed together on the sofa.

“Let me get your present” he said getting up and getting something from his bag. “It’s nothing too big. Hopefully you like it” he said giving you a little box. You opened it slowly to reveal a little pendant. Inside the pendant was a picture of you and Harry, one of your favourite pictures of you too; a picture Gemma had took whilst you joined them on a family holiday. You were on Harry’s lap and was laughing against his cheek and he smiled happily.

“Harry it’s beautiful. Thank you” you said leaning over a wrapping your arms around his neck and hugging him.

“You’re welcome kitten” he said making you smile.

“And thank you for tonight, you’re the best” you said biting your lip slightly whilst putting the pendant on.

“You trust me right?” Harry said making your head shoot up to look him the eyes.

“Of course… Why would you say that?” you said, suddenly worried.

“I just want to try something” Harry said leaning forward and placing his hand against your cheek. His finger grazed against your bottom lip, before he gently kissed you, once. Twice. His lips then touched your gently before his tongue slightly licked it’s way into your mouth. Your tongues slowly fought for dominance  Harry’s strongly massaging against yours.

Slowly he pulled back, your lips still grazing together. Best friends was never enough. Your forehead’s still touching as you both tried to gain your breath back.

“I’m sorry” Harry said slowly, your lips still touching as he spoke and his forehead against yours still.

“Don’t be” you whispered back in reply, feeling him smile against your lips.

“This is what was supposed to happen Lou. We both knew we weren’t supposed to be just best friends” Harry said lovingly, placing a kiss against the palm of your hand.

“I know H. I was just waiting for it to happen” you said truthfully.

“Do you wanna go somewhere?” Harry said, placing his lips against yours once more.

“okay” you said as Harry placed more kiss against your lips.

You gently pushed Harry off you, before standing up and grabbing one of Harry’s jumpers.

“Come back” Harry said making grabby hands at you.

“No more kisses until we’re out of that door” you said pointing to the door making Harry giggle at you trying to be serious.

“I’m being serious” you said trying to hide your own smile.

“Sure yeh are love” Harry said making you raise an eyebrow up at him.

“Harry Edward Styles” you warned.

“Okay okay. I’m coming” Harry said.

“You will be” you winked making him laugh loudly.

“shhh. The boys are asleep” you said making him wrap his arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest.

“Yer sure ya wanna go somewhere? It’s dark out. We could just cuddle here or summat” he said, his deep voice making your face warm at the husk to it.

“I don’t mind. I just wanna be here with you” You said feeling laughter rumble in his chest.

“Make ye mind up love” he said teasing you.

“Stay here” you said, making a final decision. Harry’s arm ran down your arm, reaching your hand and taking the coat from it and throwing it somewhere else.

“Got one more present for ya” he said letting go of you and walking somewhere else. Leaving you alone for a few minutes before returning with a something that looked like a card.

He slowly sat down and pulled you into his lap before placing the card in your hands. You opened it slowly, gasping as you saw two plane tickets to New Zealand. Harry knew you had a weird obsession with the country and knew that you wanted to truly explore the beautiful place, but never had the chance to because when you were there you had shows to perform.

“Thought we could go there while we have a break” Harry said talking about the band. He quickly continued “just us. Yer love it y’know. Thought it would be a romantic gesture or sommat” his voice became quite making you giggle as no one really knew Harry as being “romantic”.

You quickly turned in Harry’s lap, your legs wrapping tightly around his waist.

“I freaking love ya Harry Styles” you said wrapping your arms around his neck and squeezing him. Harry felt butterflies in his stomach as although you confirmed that you felt the same towards him with kisses, that was the first time you said you loved him that night.

“Love- can’t- breathe” Harry said, still laughing somehow. You quickly loosened your grip. He pulled your face away from his neck, wanting to see your beautiful face. Instead, he was looked at your teary eyes.

“Why are ye crying kitten? It’s yer birthday, yer muppet” Harry said, the pet names making you giggle.

“Today has just been perfect Haz. You’re perfect” you said placing a strong kiss against his lips.

“Don’t go all mushy on me now” Harry said pushing you away slightly.

“Just wanna show you, I love ya” you said against his neck again, placing a kiss there.

“How about you show me another way?” Harry said gripping your hips as you continued kissing and sucking at his neck.

“Hmmm” you mumbled against his neck.

“I can’t get enough of ya” Harry groaned out.

“Be mine?” he mumbled as he placed his lips back on yours. “I already am” you said making him shake his head.

“No. Officially be mine. Be m'girlfriend” Harry said making you smile widely.

“Okay Styles” you said making him smile happily.

anonymous asked:

do you do celebrities? if yes can you do 15 from things you said prompts with tom holland please? thank you!

Tom Holland + things you said with too many miles between us

A/N: I love tom except Cindy loves him way more

Tags: @heyitsbabycindy @alessandra-writes @theregoesximena

“I really miss you.” Tom’s voice sounds muffled over the phone, but you could hear him as if he was here in front of you.

You smile wide, feeling butterflies in your stomach, “Me too.” 

 You hear papers being ruffled around on the other side and then a sigh comes from Tom, “I want to see you. It’s been too long since I saw your pretty face.”

You blush, feeling thankful that Tom could not see you because he would tease you endlessly, “I know, so do I. But, I’m filming a movie, you’re filming a movie. It’s not like we could just drop everything all of a sudden.” 

There’s a silence and then a cough. “Well, maybe we should. Maybe we should just run away together and live on an island somewhere.”

“Tom, don’t get all John Green on me. You know we can’t do that.” you laugh softly, staring at the ceiling from your bed.

“Well, then I’ll buy a plane ticket and visit you. I’ll ask for a break and-”

“Babe, I appreciate what you’re trying to do, really I do. But you can’t do that. You have a job to do. I mean if you fuck up with Sony one more time I’m pretty sure they’ll fire you.” you try to joke, though judging by the way the silence stretches for miles, you’re pretty sure Tom is serious.

Of course, you wanted to see him, you hadn’t exactly been the strongest the past few months. With rumors of you two breaking up and dating other people, it had been hard to actually make out the truth of your relationship.

“Please, baby, just this once. I have a break in a couple of weeks and I can visit you on set.”

You sigh, “I mean, I guess I could deal with you for awhile.”

Tom breaks out into a smile from the other side of the phone and you can practically see it. Tom puts his phone on his shoulder and does a little dance with him mumbling an ‘oh yeah, she said yes’. You laugh giddily, a feeling of pure happiness setting over you.

“Okay, baby I need to go to sleep because I have an early day tomorrow.” you say, looking at the clock on your nightstand.

“Okay, I love you.”

“Love you too.”


You smile, “Okay.”

 Tom laughs loudly, “Now who’s getting all John Green on me?”

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okay but I keep ending everything with dialogue??? This wasn’t my best work.