is there anything more beautiful than a player and his pet

so i’ve been making monthly fic recs for a full year now! that’s so insane to think about honestly. thanks for all the support! my first monthly fic rec was for april 2016 and it had 10 fics on it. now they have upwards of almost 30 fics. that’s character development. anyway…

here are a bunch of fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of march. I recommend that you read these great fics in april, if you haven’t already. 

(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)


1. Perfect Storm (80k)*

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.

2. The Night Sky is Changing Overhead (124k)**

Harry is a tattoo artist, Louis is a drama professor, and they meet during an argument at a café.

3. All I Wish Not to Remember (71k)**

What happens when all you had, all you loved, all you held dear is viciously ripped away from you? When your inner core, once filled with love and hope and light, blackens to raw, dark hatred?

What happens when your soul is hopelessly consumed and no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you attempt to shake yourself out, to rid your tormented mind of the opaque feelings that plague you, all you can see, all you can feel, all you can want is…

Revenge.

A modern adaption of The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas. A tragic tale of timeless undying love, merciless revenge, and selfless sacrifice.

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anonymous asked:

Sorry if you have answered this before but, some positivity maybe? What are your favorite things about Dan?

His laughter:
-His giggles when they squeak at the end because he can’t breathe
-His giggles when they pitch up to that literal ‘hee hee hee!’
-His giggles when they start with that literal ‘ah-hah-hah-hah!’
-His giggles when he ends up snorting
-How he snaps or claps while laughing really hard

His voice:
-When it’s normal and gentle and sweet and soft
-When he brings it lower into that sensual rumbly goodness

His long baby deer legs:
-So graceful
-So dangerous
-Has been described as gliding when he walks
-Has also been described as purposeful in his strides
-Also falls over a lot

When he sings:
-When he makes up a song based on what’s going on
-When he sings something relevant to what’s going on
-When he just sings because he has a song stuck in his head
-When he just sings because he thought of a song just then
-Voice of an angel

His eyes:
-So pretty
-The little crinkles in the corners when he laughs
-When he drifts he just gets that faraway look in them that you can get lost in
-So warm
-So full of love
-Probably when he looks at you you feel like the only person on the planet

His smile:
-That cute puppy dog sweet childlike smile
-The smirk
-The dopey grin
-The lopsided grin
-When there’s a video and we get to see him smile while laughing
-When he sticks his tongue out and bites on the tip while smiling

His hugs:
-Self described “Huggin’ machine”
-Arms “made for huggin”“
-Best hugs on the planet
-His arms are long and really wind around you
-Perfect amount of squeezing
-No matter who you are or what shape you are you just fit against him
-Because he was made for hugging

His dancing:
-The side to side headbop
-Hands up for a snap
-Hand up for a little fly-away-wave
-The side to side full body shuffle
-The hip swing
-The full head bang sending hair everywhere

His lips:
-So soft
-Great shape
-When he bites the lower one when he’s thinking about something
-When he also licks the lower one when thinking about something (though rarer than biting)

His realness:
-When he talks about going through a tough time
-When he sends out genuine love to his fans whether they’re having a tough time themselves and he’s offering advice or when he’s humbled by the response to something he did
-When he tells a story of a time in his life
-When he’s expressing love for one of his friends

His sweetness:
-“Hi babies”
-“Hello lovelies”
-“I missed you guys”
-“Bye sweet treasures”
-“Hi ladies”
-“Bye, I love you!”
-“Can we do Grumps forever?”

How he tries to use his platform for good:
-Is always trying to learn and better himself through feedback
-Always tries to better everyone else by telling people to love one another
-Talks fans through anxiety and panic when they’re meeting and is always patient and understanding about it
-Knowing he provides an escape and has helped people through difficult times just by doing Grumps or NSP and talks about getting fan letters saying exactly that and is always blown away and always tells everyone 'thank you’ for getting the opportunity to help them

His hair:
-Wild curls
-Wonderful ringlets
-Frizzy
-Droopy
-How he plays with it when he’s thinking about something
-How it is a mystery
-Sweet fluffy cloud of curly goodness
-How it is always described as soft

All of his music.
-All of it
-The deep, serene, drifting poignancy of The Northern Hues that followed struggles, but he didn’t give up, he took lessons and tried again and produced beautiful, driven, powerful but soft messages in Skyhill, falling again but only shelving his music for a while and finally catching his break with NSP when he found a musical partner in Brian

His gentleness:
-Either with real world animals (letting birds perch on his knees, petting sheep that previously shunned everyone else, being sweet with all manner of doggos and puppers, carefully holding and wistfully looking at a snake, enjoying aquariums on multiple occasions, more more more)
-Anything that is cute or a little silly looking in a game “Oohh I love it immediately!”

All of his lingo:
-Jams
-Jimmy jams
-Tasty
-Totally
-The use of um and like a lot (which denotes intelligence, by the way, look it up)
-Oo-OO!
-Keyop!
-Moremoremore

His genuineness with others, he never hides who he is.
His trusting nature, willing to put his faith in the people he loves.
Loving everyone.
Being a 'bad judge of character’ because he believes in the good in everyone.
Overcoming his struggles to become the musician he knew he was always meant to be.

His proud nerdiness:
-Loves Magic the Gathering (still owns his old decks)
-Loves DnD
-LotR
-Harry Potter
-Game of Thrones
-Vidya games
-Comics
-MUSIC he is SUCH a music nerd! Speaking of-

The incredible encyclopedia of music knowledge that he has.
-Can name millions of albums off the top of his head
-Can name all the songs of said albums
-Knows the names of all band members in any given band
-Knows trivia behind songs
-Has read just all the liner notes of every album he’s ever owned
-Can recall a tune rhythmically and melodically perfectly in a snap
-Has been to thousands of concerts
-Rush

He’s also such a SPORTS nerd:
-The Giants
-Podcast about football
-Loves basketball and hockey too
-Throw in some baseball
-And soccer as well
-Can recall players names and statistics and games from years and years ago in any one of these sportsball categories

His encouraging change in people, whether they’re trying to be more like him or just trying to change for the better because he is such a good example of happiness and love. How he genuinely wants everyone to be better and accepting of themselves and others. How he talks openly about mental illness and encourages people to get help if they need to get help because there’s nothing wrong with it and everyone needs help.
“Love everyone, forgive everyone. Especially yourself.”
Just.
Dan.

I Will Protect You.

Request from anon: Can I request a Bucky x reader? Reader is under the protection of the avengers because of an attempt on her life by hydra agents. So she’s kept at the compound with most of the team. While there, Bucky flirts and uses his old 40s charm on her cause it makes her blush. When she can’t sleep she meets him in the kitchen and he finally asks her out and they end up making out half the night.

Note: I really enjoyed writing this so thank you to whoever sent in the request! Oh and if anyone is wondering which sci-fi show is very briefly mentioned it is ‘Doctor Who’ :)

Bucky x Reader

Words:

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3

You could see right down the barrel of the gun that was being pointed at your face and although the men currently surrounding you were clearly communicating with one another you couldn’t make out a single word as the thumping of your heart filled your ears.

You should have been pleading with them to spare your life, doing something that would prevent them from pulling that trigger, but you were frozen to the spot and incapable of anything.

“Hail Hydra.”

Those two words were powerful enough to cut through the deafening thump of your heart and they were the last thing you heard before a gunshot sounded out….

                                                * * * * * * * * * *

Your scream rang out around the room as you shot up in your bed, sweat dripping from your brow, and your chest heaving with your unsteady breaths.

This was the fourteenth night in a row where you had suffered with nightmares from the attack on you by Hydra agents and they weren’t getting any easier to handle. The Avengers had saved your life that day but one of the agents had escaped, which meant that he was still out there and he could try coming for you again at any moment.

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Random relationship hc for the RFA

(this wasn’t a request sorry but i’m slowly trying to get back into the whole writing thing hhhh my bad, if you want i’ll do a V and Saeran edition)


Yoosung

  • would be so damn cheesy : he’d try every cliché lines, dates, moves and just about everything he’s seen in romantic movies
  • if you played video games with him, he’d try to do couple stuff in there : he’s Mario and you’re Peach in Mario Party; matching outfits in LOLOL, you’re always in the same team/guild when you play multiplayer, he’d name both your Pokemons with matching names
  • If he ever played a game where you can romance someone (like Mass Effect, Dragon Age, Fallout..) he’d avoid talking to any of the romanceable characters just bc he’d feel like he’d be cheating on you (lol nerd)
  • he takes cooking classes so he can be better at it and loves to make you a cute bento box for lunch
  • loves coffee dates and loves holding your hand even though he’s super shy about it
  • kinda shy with PDA but if he’s really happy, he’ll get super confident and will kiss you and hold your waist all the time
  • biggest cuddle bug you’ve ever seen : you’re working on something? he’ll find a way to sit behind you and wrap his arms around your waist. He’s playing LOLOL? He’ll ask you the second you enter the room if you can sit on his lap. You both just came home from college/work? He’ll drag you to his bed and cuddle until it’s time for dinner.
  • Loves pet names but he’s so embarrassed with them; he loves stupid names like cutie pie, my hero, my player 2, honey bunny (he’s so embarrasing jfc yoosung)


Zen

  • I mean he’s no better with pet names but he’s a bit more traditional (with babe, honey, darling) but if you do something cute or just if he’s in the mood to coddle you (which is very often) he’ll give you long and embarrassing names like ‘my fluffy cutie sweet beautiful adorable little cupcake’ it’s bad and it’s even worse that this man has no shame - he’ll say that in front of everyone good luck with him
  • he’s so dedicated and observant though. Doesn’t matter that he only sees you in the morning before going to work and at night when he comes home and you’re already sleeping - if something’s wrong or you don’t feel well, he’ll know. It’s like he has a radar and he just knows even if he’s away from you, when you’re not okay and he’ll do anything to help and cheer you up
  • he’s always so open about his feelings and how thankful he is to have you - not only will he never take you for granted but he’ll always make sure you know just how much you mean to him, how grateful he is for staying with him despite how his career isn’t making things easy for your relationship together
  • doesn’t matter if you’re in college or at work or even in another city or country - he’ll find a way to talk to you almost all day long - not necessarily in a clingy way (although he can be clingy if you let him) but he’ll check up on how your last class went, make sure you’ve had lunch (although he’d do what he can to always eat every meal together), call you when you both have a break, send you selfies when you’re at work
  • he loves suprising you : there’s a beautiful bouquet on your desk at work/home? that’s him. you’ve had a stressful week and you’re about to have a breakdown? let’s go on a date where it’s just the two of you and you don’t have to worry about anything or anyone. He has a lot of work and spends his time practicing? He’ll leave a bunch of sticky notes everywhere for you to find and he’ll write compliments, declarations of love, things to cheer you up and help you get through the day.


Jaehee

  • Not very open with PDA, she feels like it’s not proper and she’s not a fan of showing her love to strangers. she’d prefer walking close to each others rather than holding hands for example
  • since she loves baking, she always makes some stuff for you and she also makes you try all her new creations to know what to improve before she makes them available on her coffee shop’s menu
  • ahh and if you love coffee (and I hope you do if you’re with her) she makes the best cup and always prepares you one in the morning - she absolutely loves having breakfast together and wouldn’t mind waking up extra early just so you can both take your time and enjoy the moment before going to work
  • she’d always be there if you needed help with your work or making notes for school - she’s so organized and her way to make notes and color coding are on point
  • she’s not spontaneous and she hasn’t been in a relationship in a very long time so you need to take things step by step with her but with time she becomes a lot more open to you and while she’s not very good with voicing her feelings and thoughts, she’ll always make sure you know what her feelings for you are
  • she’s independent but she’s also been alone for a long time, she would want to start living together kinda early on in the relationship just because she wants to share as much as possible with you
  • she gets incredibly touched and flustered at random acts of affection because she is just not used to them and it means so much to her, even or actually, especially the little things : you made her breakfast? she’ll give you the brightest sleepy smile you’ve ever seen first thing in the morning. You saw something in a shop and it reminded you of her so you just bought it? doesn’t matter what it is, she’ll keep it with her at all times and smile every time she looks at it. You tell her how proud you are of her for following her dreams? she’ll be in tears in less than two seconds


Jumin

  • you’d think this man would be proper and distinguished and what not but no. When he’s with you, he’s like a giddy teenager who just looks at you with so much love in his eyes that it terrifies anyone who knows Jumin Han the Robot Man.
  • you’ve got him wrapped around your finger and you don’t even need to do anything about it. You just have to exist and bam, he’s 100% smitten with you. You can ask him anything and he’ll get/do it for you. Ofc, it makes more sense for him to show you his love through material stuff like expensive clothes, jewelry and fancy trips to the best spa in the world; if you didn’t want him to spend his money on you then too bad because he’ll buy you stuff anyways, he just can’t help it, it makes him so happy to buy you stuff – but with time, he’ll learn how words alone can affect him and you. 
  • He’ll feel so wonderful when you tell him that you love him and just if you tell him your feelings - it won’t take long for him to do the same bc he wants you to feel as happy as him - and he has a way with words + no shame so good luck trying to survive this combo bc the fluff this man brings will be the death of you
  • he loves to show you off, he just needs the whole world to know how perfect you are and he’s pretty handsy too - he’s never felt the need to be so close to someone both physically and in a relationship so it’s pretty overwhelming for him and if you give him the okay then he won’t see the point in holding back - he doesn’t care about what the others say, as long as you’re fine with him holding you, kissing you, nuzzling into your neck and resting his forehead against yours in front of everybody (be it at the office, in the street or in a super important party with fancy people from all over the world) that’s all he needs
  • you know, he’s kinda rivaling with Yoosung on the #1 RFA’s cuddle bug bc he absolutely loves holding you and there’s nothing better in the world for him than waking up with you in his arms, still sleeping with your face hiding in his chest
  • he’s still shit with taking pictures and it’s a shame bc he’s become a selfie slut (watch out Zen, a new challenger has arrived) but, he only takes selfies with you
  • and he download more or less every single app that lets him add stupid filters to your faces so you can have kitty whiskers or flower crowns and what not
  • despite how busy he always is, he always tries to see you in the morning and makes it a point to come home for dinner - doesn’t matter if he has to bring home five full folders from the office and work at home - dinner time with his love is important and he won’t miss it


707 (i don’t know how to write him so it’s gonna be bad sorry)

  • it’s gonna be a rollercoaster of emotions with him so I hope you’re patient with his shit bc he’ll still have his emo days where he just wants to be alone with his deep dark edgy feelings so yeah you deal with that 
  • most of the time though, he’ll just goof around, prank you H24, try to make you two become a meme
  • he has 0 domestic skills so hahhh I hope you do. either that or you’re fine with living in a constant mess and eating junk food all the time - you’ll either have to be like his caretaker or his partner in crime (or both if you can manage)
  • he doesn’t take most things very seriously though and making you smile and laugh is his number one priority so there’s that
  • he’s more or less a walking wikipedia + urban dictionary so if you need anything for an essay you’re writing just ask him - he’s full of knowledge - both accurate infos and random useless trivia
  • he’ll take you on every single date possible and once he’s done them all, he’ll invent new ones. The classics will be going to the arcade and getting the highest score on every single game or going to a lasertag or paintball and teaming up to be the winning team every time. He always gets so into it and you’ll both have code names like 'God 1, this is God 2, I have the enemy team in my sight do you copy?’ and if it’s a game where only one person can win, he’ll make you shoot him and be all dramatic about it 
  • for the more original ones, he’ll make the both of you dress up and wear wigs and pretend to be other people with other identities; like you’ll slip in weddings and pretend to be distant family of the bride while you stuff your face with the food there
  • he’ll make a bunch of stuff for you like he’ll make an app where there’s a 2D version of him and you can poke him to get voice lines, pet him and he’ll say “nya”, you can dress him up and you have interactions with him with dialogues choices (like in MM, how meta)

i hope this wasn’t too awful rip

For the Good Times - Bruce Wayne x Reader

My stomach churned as I pressed the button that would take me to the penthouse, Bruce’s penthouse. I wished the lift was slower so I could have longer to collect my thoughts and tame the shaking of my limbs. Weeks had passed since I’d last been here, I was too heartbroken to collect my belongings any sooner, the weight of our separation weighing me down as my brain had tried to convince itself that the relationship wasn’t over and that we’d be okay. The harsh reality of the situation was the Bruce had ended our time as a couple and Alfred had called to say I could collect my things, making the decision for me.

The door dinged open, revealing Bruce’s gorgeous apartment. The warm light of summer cast the room into a soft glow of soothing shades. Upon hearing the doors open, Alfred approached me, opening his arms as a form of greeting. I wrapped my arms around the butler, grateful of the comfort he was providing.
“Good afternoon, Miss (y/n)” His smile was warm but I could still detect the pity in his eyes.
“Hi Alfred, how have you been?” My words were overly cheerful trying to hide the fact that just being in the apartment was draining my energy as I tried desperately to keep the memories of Bruce and I at bay.
“Very good, Miss. Busy as always” He let at a soft chuckle before his voice took on a more remorseful tone “Master Bruce wouldn’t let me touch anything, just said that you could take whatever you wanted”
I smiled bitterly, the only thing I wanted wasn’t in the apartment, it was at Wayne Enterprises pretending to earn a living. But I nodded my head politely and uttered a thank you before turning to walk towards the bedroom we’d once shared.

I cautiously opened the door with trembling fingers, flashes of mornings spent wrapped in each other’s embrace and nights spent talking about anything and everything flooded my mind. My eyes squeezed shut as I left out a shuddering breath. Forcing my feet to move forward, I picked up the bag Alfred had set out on the bed and began to pack my clothes up. I knelt down by the dresser, carefully pulling a draw open. There were more clothes than I’d expected, a wave of pain crashing into my chest as I realised how much time I’d spent here and how it had all gone to waste. I was emptying the draw Bruce had given to me, a small smile cracking the pained expression on my face when I remembered how nervous he’d been about it.

“Baby, have you seen the shirt I left here last week?”
Bruce emerged from the bathroom with a toothbrush hanging from his mouth and only a towel covering his sculpted waist. He slowly removed the toothbrush before rubbing the back of his neck and staring at the floor. For once in his life Bruce Wayne looked nervous.
“It’s-uh-its in the middle draw”
I raised an eyebrow at him, confused by his odd behaviour.
“Why’s it in a draw, I always leave my clothes on the chair in the corner?”
Bruce’s bare feet shifted on the floor, his hand returning to his neck.
“I just thought-uh-y'know you stay here a lot and leave a lot of stuff so you should-uh-should have a draw”
A smile pulled at the corners of my mouth, warmth spreading across my body. Before Bruce could react I’d wrapped my arms around his shoulders, gently pulling his head down, our lips connecting. I whispered a thank you, our lips brushing. He tried to pull me closer only for me to jump away from him.
“Eww, you’re all wet!”
He chuckled darkly, a mischievous look flashing in his eyes before he began to chase me around the room….

My vision turned misty, the happy memories causing the knot in my stomach to pull tighter. When I reached for another piece of clothing my hands pulled out an old faded t-shirt. The fabric was soft and thin from age but that didn’t stop it from feeling as warm as a hug when I’d worn it. It was Bruce’s, making it big enough to swallow my shoulders and cover half of my thighs. He used to pretend to get angry when I stole his shirts but when he’s given me the draw there was a pile of them neatly tucked into the corner. I resisted the temptation to lift the top to my nose, craving Bruce’s comforting scent that never failed to make me feel safe and protected. I knew it would be wrong to take them, despite my desperation to, I reluctantly closed the draw, replacing the t-shirt, leaving the rest of them untouched.

Rising from my knees I surveyed the top of the dresser. I was shocked to discover he hadn’t thrown away the pictures of us, I figured it was only a matter of time before they would be discarded and replace by photos of some one new. I gingerly picked up my favourite, debating whether or not to take it. We were smiling in the picture, our noses red from the cold. We’d been ice skating when Bruce had decided it was the perfect time for a photo. My cheeks had been sore from laughing at my clumsy movements on the skates when he’d pulled me to his side, placing his smiling lips to my hairline before taking the picture. With tears slowly making their way down my face I placed the photo in the bag, deciding it wouldn’t be missed by Bruce.

My eyes scanned the room one last time, having collected my toiletries and other possessions that were littered around the bedroom. They landed on the small record player that was settled next to the chair in the corner. I only had a few records whereas Alfred had taught Bruce to love them dearly. My feet carried me to the player before I could stop them. My heart stopped once I recognised the record sat in the player, it was one of mine. I started the record, “For the Good Times” by Al Green filling the room with soft but sorrowful music. I retreated to the chair, my legs unable to support myself as sobs racked my body.

“Why are we listening to this?” Bruce’s tone clearly displayed his displeasure about my choice of music.
“Because it’s beautiful”
“It’s depressing, just listen to the words” His annoyance only served to amuse me.
“That’s what makes it beautiful, he’s expressing his heartbreak and desperation”
Bruce scoffed “What part of that isn’t depressing?”
“Oh shut up and come here”
He slowly rose to his feet, shaking his head stubbornly when I attempted to get him to dance with him. I kept my arms wrapped securely wrapped around his neck, pushing out my bottom lip.
“No” He tried to appear stern but there was laughter evident in his tone.
“Pleease” He shook his head again, laughter shaking his shoulders. I pushed onto my tiptoes, placing soft kisses over his jaw and face, muttering pleases in between. I smiled triumphantly as I felt his arms snake around my waist and his strong body begin to guide us around the room.
“Okay” His voice was scarcely more than a whisper as he buried his head in my neck. We danced until the song came to an end, Bruce slowly raised his head. Love arranging his features into an adoring smile.
“You have me wrapped around your little finger” He joked.
I beamed at him, my expression mirroring his….

“(Y/n)?” The question was so quiet I almost didn’t hear it. My head shot up, my eyes were met by Bruce’s. His eyes were watery and surrounded by dark circles, his tired body frozen in the doorframe. I abruptly rose to my feet, frantically trying to wipe the tears from my eyes.
“Bruce-hi…I-uh-came to get my stuff. Sorry, I didn’t m-mean to take so long” My voice shook with pain.
He cleared his throat, trying to reduce its sudden tightness.
“S'okay..I came back early, ran out of work to pretend to do” He attempt to smile at his words but it transformed into a pained grimace when he saw the bag at my feet.
“(Y/n)-” He couldn’t finish his sentence, his constricted throat not allowing it.
“I-I should go-”
“No-please! Stay, just for a little while?”
My body started to shake from exhaustion and the pain that was torturing my limbs.
“Bruce, I can’t”
“Yes you can, baby, please” He choked out.
My eyes snapped to his at the pet name, a blush flooded his checks when he realised his mistake. I was stuck in place, trying not to notice the agony in his eyes and the way his body was quivering.
“(Y/n)-I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry. Do you need help with anything?”
A sad smile graced my face, I shook my head, unable to bare Bruce’s kindness. My fingers wrapped around the handle, tenderly picking up the bag before moving towards the door.
I’d almost made it when Bruce put his arm out to stop me. His eyes were squeezed shut as a sob erupted from his chest.
“Please-just for a moment, pretend that you love me and-and just stay with me”
My heart shattered, seeing Bruce in pain only served to increase mine. I gently wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and pressed my face into his chest. His warm scent coaxed me into a sense of safely and comfort. His arms held my waist so tightly it was almost painful. I raised my head to his, our lips pressing together in a desperate and pain filled kiss. Both of us trying to hold onto the remains of our relationship.
“I would never have to pretend, Bruce”
His body trembled against mine, unable to hide his torment.
“Don’t say things you don’t mean”
Bruce groaned, separating himself from me.
“I mean it Bruce”
“No..you hate me, you said you didn’t want to be near me anymore” It was then I realised how much my angered words had affected him, he didn’t see that they were just impulsive words filled with rage, not my true feelings. His fear of isolation had only fuelled his insecurities.
“Bruce, baby, I didn’t mean it. You know that, I was just angry that you wanted to end us over something as stupid as a forgotten date” My voice had taken on a pleading tone, I was desperate for him to see the truth in my words. His eyes met mine, a glimmer of hope shinning through the sadness.
“I was scared, when you forgot about the date-I’d received threats on your life and when you didn’t show-” He was barely able to continue “I thought something had happened and then I was so scared..I thought the only way I could keep you safe was by distancing myself from you” He rubbed his neck before continuing.
“Which seems really stupid now. God, (y/n) I’m so sorry, please can we go back to how we were?”
I released a breath I didn’t realise I’d been holding, all of the pain seeped out of my body being replaced by happiness because the man I loved still loved me back. I knew I should be angry but I couldn’t bring myself to care.
“I love you, you idiot” His head shot up, his eyes met by my beaming smile.
“I love you too” Though his eyes still looked tired his body was relieved from the guilt he’d been carrying, becoming relaxed.
“Good, now you can unpack my stuff for me” A smirk settled on my face as I watched his form into an expression of shock. We both began to laugh as we embraced each other, happy to be back in each other’s arms.

anonymous asked:

Hey,could you please write a HC about what the RFA+V+Saeran would do for MC'S birthday? I looooove your writing,thanks a lot :)

sorry i took so long!! hope u enjoy!!!! AND TO ANYONE WHO’S BIRTHDAY IT IS (or even isn’t) HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!

Zen

-he makes a Day of it
-three bouquets throughout the day
-one is straight up just red roses
-the other two are a lovely bouquet of seasonal flowers depending on MC’s birth date and a bouquet of MC’s favorite flower(s)
-each bouquet has the same amount of flowers, all depending on how old MC is turning!! (though he caps it at 30….. bc he knows what’s good for his health and his wallet haha)
-tbh Zen has thought A LOT about this (and all the holidays etc, he’s wanted to do this kind of thing for his SO since before even meeting MC that first time in the chatroom……. like….. remember the Christmas DLC? yeah.. he wants this to be a very special occasion. he literally has fantasized about this)
-he takes MC out for breakfast at a local family diner and the staff sings “Happy Birthday”/variant birthday song and it emBARRASSES MC to no end
-y this hyun
-and they go out for a movie after breakfast, whatever one MC wants to see
-the movie theatre is mostly empty and it’s.. really nice…….
-Zen and MC wander around town, window shopping (maybe actually shopping), and do food cart foods for lunch!!
-he knows where all the best ones are and he’s so excited to show them to MC
-it’s so cute he’s so cute!!
-next up!!
-motorcycle ride!!!!
-he rly gets a kick out of MC clinging to him while they ride haha
-Zen takes MC to a place with a great view, possibly his spot in the mountains if there’s time
-they manage to stop on the way home to watch the sunset
-it’s beautiful
-selfies r taken and subsequently posted to the chatroom
-Zen gets out some light snacks when they finally get home, and sets about making dinner (it’s curry, that’s his best dish)
-he planned this whole day out
-for MC
-and has just…… been v affectionate all day, physically and vocally
-he loves them
-so, so much
-more than he can truly express
-and he’s so glad that he gets to spend their birthday with them
-even if the day hadn’t gone to plan… he would have been happy just being near MC

Yoosung

-yo listen……. Yoosung throws a party. he invites the RFA..
-but like. okay.
-it’s not just like….. a party at home
-nah
-Yoosung springs for a party at a bowling alley with an arcade and open bar
-things get drinky
-Yoosung gets drinky
-he’s been so nervous about this all day he just wants to impress and please MC omg so precious fuck
-this boy can’t do shots though
-so he’s had like two cocktails in the last 20 minutes he is tipsy
-like….. cocktails have a p high alcohol content, my children……. but u can hardly taste it
-Yoosung wants to down these like juice, ‘cause that’s what it tastes like “MC just lemme have one more please i promise im not even drunk MC”
-“yoosung pls.”
-he’s so clingy…. just wants to hold MC forever, even just their hand!!
-and if MC isn’t in his immediate vicinity he is hanging off of one of the others (usually Zen)
-there is definitely. 4 sure.
-drunk bowling
-Jumin Han, not nearly as tipsy as anyone else, requires gutter shields
-Zen will neeeever let him live that down
-Jaehee wins every round she plays
-she brought her own bowling ball
-after a couple games the group splits up and Yoosung, MC, and Seven go to the arcade, which is on its own floor of the building
-there are plans to regroup back downstairs for junk food and cake later
-but first.. arcade!!!
-Seven heads straight for the racing games
-while Yoosung and MC take their time wandering around trying different things while Yoosung is sobering back up
-they play giant Connect Four
-and a couple crane games
-there’s a giant Fruit Ninja (Yoosung gets the new high score)
-they get into one of the two player booth games and it’s a horror/suspense game
-Yoosung is terrified.. and clingy
-MC is maybe not……. as scared.. haha
-Seven takes video
-there’s a lot of screaming (some of it is Seven actually….)
-all three go play skeeball together
-they’ve been racking up tickets this whole time
-maybe not enough for anything rly fancy like the PS4?????? that’s on display???
-but….. Yoosung and MC pool their tickets and manage to get a dragon plushie (it’s beautiful, like opal colors and ice blue horns and shit)
-they use the leftover tickets on candy
-they name the dragon
-it’s their child now
-they introduce the dragon plush to everybody back downstairs as such
-“This is our child, Iseul, and we love them dearly.”
-“they’re scaly and breathe fire, but they’re beautiful and we love them. Our lovely Iseul~”
-“I thought we agreed on ice powers??”
-“fire is classic, tho!!”
-“…….u have a point..”
-“oh!! oh!!! both???”
-“both!!!”

Jaehee

-they take a couple days off and go to the beach together
-the hotel has an indoor pool and hot tub
-so there can be swimming and chilling in the water no matter the time of year MC’s birthday is!!
-they go out early in the morning at low tide to comb the beach for shells
-so many sand dollars!!!
-they saw some rly big starfish in the tide pools it was awesome!!!!
-since they’re staying in a lil touristy beach town they have breakfast in a local café
-one that’s got like lace curtains and all the tables are only big enough for two people
-a cutesy cozy place!!
-after breakfast MC gets a FaceTime call from Zen and he sings them Happy Birthday what a dork
-MC and Jaehee are crying wth y is he so sweet???
-Zen is flustered at the crying and promises to do this same thing for Jaehee for her birthday too!!
-more crying
-Zen is freaking out whY ARE U CRYING PLS DONT IM SORRY IM SOR—
-aaaaand he accidentally hung up
-cue both MC and Jaehee receiving frantic apology texts from Zen
-they don’t reply fast enough??
-Zen has already promised VIP tickets to his next show to apologize for making his two biggest fans cry
-omg zen calm down they were happy tears
-aaanyway MC and Jaehee do a bunch of wandering around the kitschy tourist shops and spots
-holding hands and occasionally smooching
-they take a bunch of photos and selfies to document the trip
-they go to the local seafood restaurant for dinner and take a slice of cake each back to the hotel for dessert
-Jaehee and MC enjoy some quiet time in the hotel together, snuggled up on the bed reading separate books
-and then they start getting handsy
-it’s kind of become a competition
-how high up the thigh before u react type of chicken
-except they both win bc…… it leads to sexy fun times??
-anyway it is a good time!!! at the beach!!!!
-HAPPY BIRTHDAY MC

Jumin

-he promises that they’ll do whatever MC wants to do for their birthday (within reason)
-they choose an amusement park date
-Jumin does some research and ends up flying the two of them to Disneyland
-in France
-JUMIN HAN WTF
-I mean……. they def discussed this trip before it happened but like..
-jumin is kind of extra i love him
-he wears a suit the first day in Didneylan
-MC is not surprised, but also…… “Jumin we’re getting u comfy clothes for this”
-he gets
-jeans!!
-and a couple Disney shirts bc they’re everywhere
-he and MC get matching shirts
-it’s too cute
-Jumin tries to take selfies but they are all blurry af
-he keeps them and posts them to the chatroom anyway
-MC thinks it’s rly precious and takes much better selfies (but only posts the shitty ones, partly for solidarity but also bc Jumin thinks it’s funny too)
-also Jumin calls Yoosung every day bc he is pet- and penthouse-sitting for them
-FaceTime with Elizabeth the 3rd
-she cries over the phone
-she recognizes her humans omg
-oh my god Jumin takes MC to a fancy restaurant while they’re both still wearing their Disneyland clothes
-they almost get turned away from their own reservation because the place has a dress code
-but MC’s partner is Jumin Han
-they get in
-surrounded by other people all in their fanciest dinner clothes, Jumin Han is wearing a Mickey Mouse ears hat(“a classic! a tradition, even!!” MC had insisted), a shirt with the Aristocats on it, jeans, and sneakers, and MC is dressed p similarly as they eat
-it’s beautiful
-MC takes photos and videos for the chatroom this is the best goddamn thing Happy Birthday to Me
-Jumin is glad that MC is enjoying their birthday trip so much

Seven

-it starts at midnight
-tHIS
-MOTHERFUCKER
-POUNCES ON MC AT MIDNIGHT
-“MC!! MC!!! It’s ur birthday!!!!!! Happy birthday!!!”
-“I WAS ASLEEP U ASS
-Seven is shoved onto the floor
-no mercy
-he’s laughing tho
-and pouting and whining playfully
-“but it’s your birfday and i luv u”
-MC leans over the side of the bed to squint at him
-“love me in the morning when im a human again”
-MC bundles back up in the blankets, they become a blankety burrito
-dramatic GASP from Seven
-“my SO is an alien” v soft tone, full of wonder
-he crawls back into the bed and flops onto and embraces the burrito MC (“ugh, be gentle, Saeyoung omg” “aaaaa sorry sorry I’ll be gentle I promise! im the gentlest boy!!”)
-“the love of my life lived among the stars….. in a SPACESHIP!!”
-“pls sleep Saeyoung…….”
-but he just keeps going and it’s less MC Is An Alien, and more….
-“MC did u know? that statistically you r a miracle?”
-MC turns their head “…..yeah?”
-Seven’s eyes are wide and earnest and his tone has gone from jokingly in awe to genuinely so
-“yeah!!” he snuggles up nice n close “like,, even just genetically ,, , you exist because certain events led your parents to each other and if any one little thing had gone differently….. you wouldn’t be here.. and it’s the same for them! Their parents and their parents’ parents!!
-“the chances of you being here in this moment are so astronomically low!! but ur here!!! u exist here and now and I–”
-he stops for a moment, just.. overwhelmed with his feelings
-“and im so glad that you exist, MC”
-he sounds out of breath like the thought knocked it out of him
-“im so so glad you’re here.. i love you”
-he presses his forehead to the space between MC’s neck and shoulder, nose pressed against their skin
-his nose might be a lil cold
-but his breath is warm
-“happy birthday, MC”


Saeran

-he does not want to go out
-he’d rather stay in to celebrate
-but
-okay. three words
-ice cream cake
-the goal here for Saeran is to get one
-to just… experience it
-but also for MC’s birthday
-there’s a conversation that goes something like:
-“MC, can we just stay in? nothin fancy?”
-and MC shrugs “sure. that actually sounds p nice……. although…….”
-Saeran is suspicious “although what?”
-“I kind of want…… ice cream cake?”
-and just. he stops
-he stops???
-“that’s a thing?????”
-MC goes for a dramatic look and answer
-“that is a thing
-“y didn’t I know about this what the hell yOURE GETTING ICE CREAM CAKE FOR UR BIRTHDAY MC”
-and he is on his way OUT THE DOOR
-MC shouting after him “U CANT FOOL ME SAERAN!!!! I KNOW U WANT THE CAKE FOR YOU!!!!”
-and i mean
-he’s not gonna deny it
-he is gone for three hours
-comes back home with two ice cream cakes bc he couldn’t decide between the funfetti one or the chocolate one
-MC is a lil exasperated, but indulgent bc hey ice cream cake for days!!
-as long as they moderate themselves
-they otherwise stay in and Saeran surprises MC with a lil necklace with a skull charm and a heart charm
-Saeran with a shrug about the charms: “the skull is me and heart is you”
-“r u sure tho”
-“shut up MC”
-a blushing Saeran……… what nice gift

V

-they start with a lazy morning in bed
-cuddling
-sloppy kisses
-soft touches and messy hair
-intermittently falling back to sleep
-eventually they get out of bed and get ready for the rest of the day
-breakfast at noon
-pancakes and eggs and bacon and sausage and warm flaky biscuits and coffee
-after breakfast V presents MC with what appears to be a scrapbook
-he kisses the side of their head with a happy little “happy birthday, sweetheart” while handing the gift over
-it IS a scrapbook
-it’s full of photos starting from MC’s first time working with the RFA on the party, and over the next few years up until this point
-it’s……. a journey through their life together
-their friendship, their love, their relationships with their friends
-there are notes scrawled all over every page in every free space between photos
-notes from their friends
-little stories giving context to the photos
-a few little doodles and well-wishes
-it honestly makes MC tear up
-it just….. feels so warm

Cuddle Puddle (Jackbum x Reader)

Request: Um this might be a bit weird but could you do a drabble with Jackson and JB where you’re all in a polyamorous relationship? + as much extra fluff you can add in 🙈 

Member: Got7′s Jackbum x Y/N

Type: FLUFF. ALL OF IT. ALL OF THE FLUFF.


I wiped at the tears falling from my eyes and loudly sniffed in. Pulling my knees up to my chin, I cuddled my shins in my arms and tried not to cry out. Today was one of the worst days I had experienced at my new job thus far. Everything had gotten out of hand. I had never thought when I began teaching English overseas that I would have such a difficult time with the students, but here I was, a shivering mess after spending just a few days in front of them. My teaching assistant said things would get better with time, and time flies after all, but it seems like my students’ kept breaking it’s wings. This semester couldn’t go by quickly enough.

“Babe, is that you?” I heard a hoarse voice from down the hall. I tried to wipe at my tears and hide my emotion as best I could as Jackson popped his head into the living area. 

“Hey baby girl,” he said with a grin, pulling a hand through his bed head. “I was just taking a nap, they had me up early for filming and…were you crying?”

“No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “Allergies.”

“Aish, don’t lie to me!” he gasped, pointing a finger at me. He crossed the room in a few steps and plopped on top of me. He wiggled his body into my arms and wrapped his hands around my waist, placing his forehead near my neck. “Now, what happened?”

I ran a hand anxiously through his hair, hoping the repeated motions would be enough to calm myself down. “Work,” I said simply. 

“Are your students giving you a tough time still?” He gasped, sitting up. “I think it’s time I go to your class and give them a stern talking to. Better yet, we can bring Daddy along too. He’ll get them regretting the day their parents ever thought about having kids.”

“Oh, Jaebum isn’t that bad,” I chuckled. “But you’re right, someone does need to talk some sense into these kids. I feel like I was so much more different at their age.”

“Well, you weren’t in Korea, so that would make sense,” Jackson chuckled, giving me a smile. 

“Jackson,” I sighed, rolling my eyes. 

“Mmm you love me,” he cooed, nuzzling my neck and kissing lightly at the sensitive skin there. 

A light ringing began on the coffee table and I looked over to see my phone lighting up, JB’s face decorating my screen with his good looks, a pending FaceTime waiting for me to answer. 

“Hello my pets,” he smiled, seeing both Jackson and I sharing the camera. “I think there’s too much beauty for such a small phone. I think I see my screen starting to crack now.”

Jackson squealed in delight and began to flop around. He ran a hand through his hair again. “Are you on your way home?” 

“I am,” he nodded with another grin. “You’re both there?” 

“We are,” I said evenly, trying to keep my emotions in check. I had an easy time cheering up in Jackson’s arms, but Jaebum could normally see right through my charade and more often than not made my problems his. It wasn’t that he cared more, but he was just more quiet than Jackson, more introspective. 

“Y/N has had a bad day,” Jackson sighed, nuzzling into my shoulder again. 

“Well we’ll have to fix that,” Jaebum nodded confidently. “Take good care of our girl Jackson, I’m only a few blocks away.”

“Of course,” Jackson giggled. He was so cute when Jaebum addressed him. He became this giggling, blushing mess. Jackson more often than not would know how to make Jaebum blush as well, which usually meant when the two were together, they never failed to put me in a good mood. I never intended on having two boyfriends, but life always liked to throw unexpected curves my way. 

“How about,” Jackson began slowly, sitting up. “We pick out some movies and get them set up before our Jaebum gets home?”

I nodded, giving Jackson a sad smile. I stood and crossed the room to look at the extensive DVD collection. I just couldn’t shake this funk I was in. 

Jackson stood as well, disappearing into the kitchen and clattering glasses around. The sound of him busy at work making something (organic I assumed) was comforting as I shifted through the plastic cases. 

I finally decided on Tangled and Big Hero 6 when I heard keys jingling in the lock of the front door. An easy smile came to my face as I heard Jackson chirp with joy as he skidded out of the kitchen, nearly falling in his smooth socks. 

“Daddy!” Jackson giggled, throwing his arms around Jaebum before he even got fully into the door. 

“Mmm hello darling,” Jaebum chuckled, catching Jackson in his arms. He placed a light kiss on his forehead and gave him a loving glance. “How was filming?”

“Good, very tiring,” Jackson nodded, intertwining JB’s fingers in his. “How was the studio?”

“Alright, remind me to never take Yugyeom along again,” JB sighed. He slipped off his shoes and stepped into the living room, taking his hand from Jackson and walking toward me. I redirected my focus to the movies, knowing if I looked at JB, I would lose it all over again. 

“Yah, kitten,” he cooed. I felt him crouch down behind me, lowering to my level and wrapping his arms around my waist. His mouth was close to my ear and I felt his breath as he spoke. “We’ve had a rough day?”

“Yeah…” I sighed, feeling the emotion already trying to struggle out of my mouth. I caught myself spinning in his arms, burying my head in his neck, and letting out a long awaited wail. I looked up to see Jackson only a few feet away, furrowing his eyebrows in distress. I loved Jackson and tried my hardest not to unravel in front of him. He had so many emotions and cared so deeply toward us that I knew it hurt him to see me this way. 

He quickly came up behind JB and wrapped his arms around him, placing his hands on top of JB’s still secured around my waist. 

“It’s okay,” JB cooed. “We’re here. We won’t let anything happen to you, alright?”

I nodded wordlessly into JB’s shoulder and took a deep breath in. The smell of the two boys’ colognes intermingling brought solace to me and I wished I could just live wrapped in their arms. 

“I think…” Jackson began slowly. “We need a cuddle puddle.”

“Do you have to call it that?” JB muttered. I leaned back just in time to see his patented eye roll. Jackson gasped, flicking JB lightly in the ear. 

“That is what I like to call it, Im Jaebum, and it is what our baobei needs, I think!” he grumbled. 

“I don’t disagree,” JB nodded, smirking at how fired up our boyfriend was getting. “I’ll get some blankets from the bedroom. Why don’t you put on a movie, Y/N?”

I nodded, scooting on my knees to the DVD player and popping in Rapunzel. I leaned backwards, backing my butt up until it hit the couch and sighed. Jackson came out of the kitchen again, this time holding a tray full of tea cups and a pitcher. He set it down on the small, side table and smiled as JB came in with a pile of blankets and pillows. With Jackson’s aid, they quickly created a comfy nest on top of and around the couch. JB placed his hand in mine, lifting me from my spot and pushing me toward the couch. Jackson immediately took the place on my right side, lifting my legs and placing them on his lap. Jaebum sat on the opposite side, wrapping his arms around my torso and letting me lean against him. 

“Alright princess, what are we watching?” JB sighed as the Walt Disney logo appeared on the screen. 

“Rapunzel,” I nodded, leaning my head into the crook of his neck. 

“Mmm, I like her,” he sighed. “She didn’t need a man to save her.” 

“I like her too,” Jackson nodded quickly. “She reminds me of Y/N.”

“But Y/N is much prettier,” Jaebum smiled, pulling me in more tightly to him. 

“She is,” Jackson nodded again. “Plus Y/N gets two prince charmings.”

Originally posted by letmehearusayfly

more gallagher girls headcanons (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

cammie morgan

  • eventually gets a pet cat named suzie
  • has seen parks and rec one too many times
  • probably really good at field hockey
  • learned all the constellations on her father’s lap in nebraska on summer nights
  • knows all the words to every popular NSYNC song

bex baxter

  • her english accent is not posh at all like have you heard someone from london speak lmao
  • punched a boy who tried to grind on her at a frat party
  • her favorite disney princess is mulan
  • really involved in the black lives matter movement, advocates for diversity in the intelligence world
  • thinks sean connery was the best james bond

liz sutton

  • makes the best goddamn grits you’ve ever tasted
  • is the dorkiest dancer that ever was
  • blushes beet red when bex compliments her what a dumb
  • cries watching children’s movies
  • fiercely, fiercely protective of her friends, probably the most out of the four

macey mchenry

  • went as batman for halloween when she was five
  • pursues the more overt side of the intelligence agency i.e., through politics, government relations
  • spent a summer working at the MAC counter in Macy’s without her parents knowledge
  • likes her parents’ house in DC the best (because it’s near preston whoops)
  • would have 90s romcom movie nights with cam when they lived together

zachary goode

  • played peter pan in the school musical when he was 10, and joe still has the incriminating pictures
  • wore a lot of skinny jeans when he was 14, which catherine 10/10 teased him about
  • he and cammie get married in nebraska i’m crying
  • loved the power rangers so much he wore the red ranger suit for a week straight
  • met grant and jonas because they were all in detention

rachel morgan

  • went to yale. i don’t know why i’m so passionate about this but i am
  • definitely has a green thumb - her beautiful flowers make up for her god awful cooking
  • she and joe have definitely worn matching flannel at some point
  • she’s always gonna love matthew, okay? but you can have more than one soulmate, and she and joe love each other and they love matthew and they’re so happy for once i’m dead
  • likes the spice girls. is that even a headcanon or fact at this point?

joe solomon

  • has drawings from when zach was little all over his cabin refrigerator
  • has a vinyl record player. he doesn’t understand how it’s hipster. he probably listens to hall and oates and bob dylan. 
  • this boy is so self-loathing and so full of guilt? i cry for him at night.
  • he met rachel first. he met rachel before he met matthew, actually. and he was never jealous he was their friend he would never be jealous ugh
  • joined the circle because he was an orphan and he just wanted to be somebody and do something important

abby cameron

  • is a huge runner. has probably ran the new york marathon. idk why i associate abby with jogging but i just do
  • definitely took a gap year before uni/cia shit and just travelled around the world and met so many people and was your average twenty something for once
  • because i think, most of all, of any of them, abby is the one who sometimes wishes she was normal
  • drove townsend crazy with her cravings while she was pregnant
  • owns over 30 pairs of shoes

edward townsend

  • was a scholarship kid. came from a broke af family with eight kids in east london and worked hard to get into eton and cambridge and for everything else in his life
  • loves a good cable knit sweater
  • talks to his siblings frequently, tries to keep up with his ever growing number of nieces and nephews
  • is super vigilant about his health but still got malaria in mozambique anyway
  • once met the queen but was too nervous to say anything what a nerd

catherine goode

  • such a fucking yoga hoe oh my god, always talking about her chi and shavasana and how good her practice was 
  • is a piano prodigy, is obsessed with debussy, practices constantly
  • would have studied astrophysics, like black holes and dark matter, if she wasn’t busy being a terrorist
  • really likes the ocean, probably from growing up on a goddamn island
  • lowkey loved eating zach’s leftover dinosaur chicken nuggets

cuddle? - a fluffy george harrison one-shot

a/n: heyy loves this is for my friend @ringo-im-sixteen-deactivated201 but she deactivated :(( or something, but here is the imagine she was really craving (and made me crave it too) yaaah enjoy!!

based on: Okay… so like i was just craving cuddling w george / YES OKAY i mean nothing too specific but just like in a ton of blankets and pillows and like in a cocoon and with your head on his chest and he is just like stroking your hair and talking and maybe there is a thunderstorm or something maybe or youre just eating and watching movies in bed in the dark and ugh all toasty and SPPOONING JIAIDEBF / This makes me so happy thinking about this / I guess like late 60s early 70s george at friar park

warnings: cuteness



“george love?” y/n called out after hearing the entrance door close with a bang. the girl had to make sure it was george who had walked in the house, although maybe it was just an automatical thing. she heard a ‘yeah?’ from the stairs and footsteps coming towards the room she was in. soon she saw her favourite person in the whole world stepping through the door of their shared bedroom. the top half of his quite long hair was put up in a messy knot - by himself - and he wore a slightly dirty and worn out white button up shirt.

he stopped once he saw his girl. she was laying in bed, her legs tied together and exposed to the warm temperature of an early summer that reached the indoors. her back was resting on the bed’s matress between white sheets and her head was lying in the pillows, her hair sprawled out around her head.

y/n smiled lazily at george and somehow felt naked because of george having his eyes focused on her body. “hi.” she said. george hung his head back and smiled widely at her, his movements slow.

“‘ello, love.” he replied.

“tired much?” y/n raised an eyebrow while speaking. george slowly nodded. y/n shifted onto her side and stretched her arms out to george, motioning with her hands for him to come and join her. george immediately detatched himself from the wall he was leaning on and took a few steps to the bed and fell down next to y/n. moments later, he shrugged off his trousers and was only left in his shirt and boxers, just like y/n.

george’s tired eyes watched y/n’s orbs for a few moments and then he kissed the top of her head and turned her body around by holding her waist. he then pulled her slightly on top of him and they both looked out of the window in the wall before them. there were clouds in the sky and the sun was nearing the end of setting, as much as y/n and george could see.

“have they called yet? about reichen?” george spoke, disrupting the comfortable silence that had set in the whole house. y/n shook her head slightly.

“not yet.” she replied. george moved his fingers into y/n’s hair and softly carressed her roots, which made y/n sigh softly in happiness. “i hope she’s okay.” y/n spoke.

“she will. i know she likes you more than me,” george stated, “and don’t worry, she’ll be okay.”

“it seems funny to me how much a cat can mean to a person.” y/n admitted. “but i can’t imagine the past few years without her.”

george was silent, his fingers getting carried away in y/n’s soft hair. suddenly, there was a sound of a guitar playing through a record player. both y/n and george jumped at the sudden playing of the record player. george almost fell out of bed. both of their heads turned to the direction of the player and, sure enough, it was on and playing a tune. y/n furrowed her eyebrows, as did george, just not as intense.

“why is it playing?” he asked slowly and quietly.

“i don’t know…” y/n trailed off and sat up in the bed and then got on her feet on the carpeted floor of the bedroom. george almost whined at the loss of contact, he felt so peaceful and heavenly just seconds before.

he watched as y/n walked up to the record player and watched it. “ah!” she exclaimed a few seconds after. then came a fit of giggles from her. george smield to himself. “the vinyl was stuck for a while and now it started playing again.” y/n said and laughed again. she turned back around to lie in the bed cuddled up to george again as the smooth and deep voice of elvis sung through the room. it felt for george as if he was a magnet that y/n - a small piece of metal - was slowly reconnecting to again while she made her way back to him on the bed.

y/n was again close to george, her back against the matress, george laying on his side and watching her face and eyes change emotion while she played with one of their kittens, that had found them in their bedroom, in her hands. y/n starting humming along ‘love me tender’ that was playing in the background and george sighed out.

“you know,” he started to say, “i think it’s funny how anything or anyone can mean very much to a person, really.” george paused, looking out the window. y/n turned her head to him, watching his eyes get lost in his thoughts. it was very much visible physically. “and how little time it takes. it can be just seconds, minutes or hours.” he said and looked down at y/n and the kitten again. “then again, that’s how much time it takes to completely lose care or interest for anything.” george admitted. “time’s such an interesting thing, although, i think, very misleading.” george paused again to yawn. “you know, for some people, it’s money or cars or houses they care about. that seems silly to me.” he admitted. “but to me, it’s people. or you, if we are presise.”

y/n felt her cheeks blush a deep shade of red. she still got blushes from beautiful things george said to her. “oh, george,” she said, “your words are making me blush.” she let the kitten rest on her chest as she hid her rosy cheeks from george. he smiled as wide as ever, all his teeth and fangs showing.

“aren’t you glad it’s me?” he teased.

“what kind of question is that?” y/n managed to say between her laughs. george just shrugged and pulled her body closer to his again, her back against his chest. “ah, you always like to be the big spoon, don’t you?” y/n spoke as she pet the small kitten that had fallen on the matress due to george’s movements.

“well, i do need to show the manly side of me somehow.” george said. y/n laughed again, her body slightly shaking against george’s while doing so.

“i think you’ve showed it, haven’t you?” she asked. “you let me be the big spooner only when you’re feeling down.” y/n whined. “but that’s alright. i have to show my strong side, too.” george chuckled. “anyways, did you do much in the garden?”

“it’s eden.” george corrected.

“oh, right, sorry.” y/n said and chuckled. she lately forgot how george had preferred their enormous garden to be called ‘eden’. “but did you?”

“yeah, there were some parasite greens growing next to the roses you planted, so… i got those out.” george said. “and i just watered some of the others.”

“you dug all parasites out?” y/n asked with raised eyebrows.

“yeah.”

“so that’s why your shirt is looking nasty?” y/n chuckled. george smiled.

“probably. and my face, too.” he admitted.

“well, you could do a shower maybe.”

“mm, yeah.” george said. “and i’m probably real sweaty. and my hair is dirty, too.” he added, trying to get to his point. “and my back probably needs some washing, right where i can’t reach it.”

“oh.” y/n acted innocent, but she knew what george was getting at. “then we could both use a shower, huh?”

george congratulated himself inwardly. “yes, yes of course.” he said, clearing his throat.

“let’s just cuddle a little more, and then shower.” y/n said with a wide smile threatening to stretch across her face. such a nice day.

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Middle aged captains!

Send me characters, a ship, and a situation and I’ll write headcanons!

  • the captains started a relationship in their twenties, and after they all graduated they moved into a three bedroom apartment where they stayed for about 10 years until they had the finances to build their dream house (benefits of having six people with well-paying jobs)
  • Terushima is a tattoo artist who is pretty renowned for his work - he has his own tattoo parlor called InkSplatt. Bokuto is a child therapist and he loves working with the younger children. Kuroo is a emergency room surgeon. Ushijima owns a flower shop (Iris Full of Flowers). Daichi is in line to be chief editor of a publishing house. Oikawa is a professional volleyball player (he used to play with Ushijima until Ushi tore his rotator cuff)
  • The house they build is a two-story with three bedrooms, though only two are used on a regular basis. One of those rooms has a custom made bed and such so that it fits all six of them, the other has a smaller bed in case there’s ever a fight, someone gets sick, or they just need a night alone (or for special anniversaries)
  • Surprisingly, it’s Terushima along with Ushijima who got traditional paintings to hang up (they’re huge fans of Ukiyo-e paintings)
  • Terushima painted Oikawa a galaxy on the ceiling that glows in the dark, and it’s really soothing and cool to look at (he got lots of kisses for that)
  • Saturdays are movie date days, and they spend all day curled up together watching movies (one pick per person) if at all possible (sometimes deadlines for Daichi, travelling for Oikawa, and emergencies/late shifts for Kuroo mess that plan up)

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Good Morning

You woke slowly. The room was still dark thanks to some very effective blackout curtains but you knew it was morning. It had been morning when you had fallen asleep. The beautiful blond man next you moved a little in his sleep and you held your breath, afraid to wake him.

It was your first time spending the whole night at Niall’s. You had slept together before but it was usually at your flat or you went home. This was a big step and you were nervous and unsure what to do.

As if he could hear the motors in your head turning, he opened his eyes. He smiled at you, revealing the dimple in his cheek and you couldn’t help but smile back. You blushed and pulled the covers up around your neck, suddenly shy.

“Too late for that beautiful,” he said, his voice low and husky with sleep as he rolled over to face you. “I’ve already seen it all, and touched it all, and tasted…”

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Pregnant Harry Fics

All fics are completed and on AO3

All In 3k Harry/Louis

Climbing onto the bed and wrapping his arms around Harry, he couldn’t stop smiling while thinking about the next chapter in their lives that was about to be written.

And resigned himself to the fact that his band mates were probably never going to leave his house now.

 

always be my baby 3k Harry/Louis

Harry is Louis’ baby.

Harry also wants Louis’ babies.

 

And all you wanted was somebody who cares 62k (warning: also contains pregnant Louis) Harry/Louis

Harry is pregnant and alone until he finds a flyer advertising a home for pregnant teens.

 

can’t be what you need if he’s seventeen 41k Harry/Nick Grimshaw

harry is 17 and nick is 21. nick moves away, but not before giving harry a going away present.

au where harry niall louis zayn and liam all grew up in holmes chapel, and nick just sort of turned up.

 

Didn’t He Blow My Mind? 3k Harry/Louis

Louis and Harry are in love, Harry’s pregnant. So very pregnant that he’s grown a really nice pair of tits, and when they start leaking milk Louis loses all self-restraint.

 

Family Ties 4k Harry/Louis

“We have the perfect family don’t we?”

“Yes, yes we do.”

Harry gets pregnant for the second time and this is the story of his pregnancy through the ups and downs.

 

Forever and Always 6k Harry/Louis

“I want a lot of kids,” Harry slurs. He’s sitting on Louis’s dick right now, riding Louis slowly and at his own pace.

“Okay, baby,” Louis says, petting his hip.

Harry pouts. “I mean it – I want, want so many baby Tommos running around the house, wrecking havoc just like their Daddy.”

Or the one where Harry meets the love of his life at 16. This follows the years following their meet.

 

goodness gracious (i can’t seem to stop) 9k Harry/Louis

“What – Oh.” Louis’ cold hand touch the warm skin of Harry’s stomach and his eyes flew open. He stared at his hand, his fingers splayed out over the skin of the small bump forming. His hands looked tiny in comparison with the pale skin and Harry’s massive body. He felt nothing but warmth, knowing the baby was still too small to move, but Louis’ heart almost leapt out of his throat, then Harry’s hand covered his and slipped his fingers between Louis’.

*

or; harry’s pregnant, that’s it.

 

honey and i 5k Harry/Louis

AU very loosely based on Marley and Me, Louis takes his friends advice and buys Harry a puppy to quell his desires to start a family. However the puppy turns them into a family with out them really knowing.

 

I could take the back road but your eyes would straight lead me back home 18k Harry/Louis

Indie duo Harry Styles and Niall Horan meet premier league football player Louis Tomlinson in a bar one night. Niall is starstruck and Harry is lovestruck.

Harry and Louis are just friends until they’re forced to admit they’re not - they’re actually quite in love.

Harry and Louis get married, have two daughters, and now Harry is pregnant with their third child. A road trip is planned…

Louis is just trying to keep Harry’s mood swings at bay for another couple of weeks, Niall is trying to keep his best friend’s daughters entertained and out of mischief, Liam is trying to convince Louis that picking up a hitchhiker isn’t a bad idea, and Harry just wants to figure out what to name their baby boy before he’s born.

 

I Met You in the Toystore 37k Harry/Louis

Louis works in Toys'R'Us and finds Harry studying two kinds of baby formulas like it’s the most important decision in the world. How can he resist?

 

i’ll put my future in you 2k Harry/Louis

Male pregnancy is supposed to, like, not be a thing. It’s a universal truth. Men don’t get pregnant. But there he is, at the doctor’s office with a troubling ultrasound and a nervous boyfriend clutching his hand.

or, the one where Harry defies all the laws of nature and gets pregnant.

 

If our love’s insanity, why are you my clarity? 8k Harry/Louis

Louis had always meant the world to Harry. But to Louis, he was just a “huge, drunken mistake”.

 

Light Up The Room 21k Harry/Nick Grimshaw

Harry Styles. Nineteen, single, pop star and … pregnant?

Or the one where I wanted a realistic view on what pregnancy would really be like for a world famous male pop star balancing recording, a world tour, and romantic dramas with morning sickness and back pains.



my little bird 25k Harry/Nick Grimshaw

harry likes nick a whole load, and he gets a whole load in him.

or: the one where nick knocks harry up, with some very questionable character timelines.

 

Not Part of the Plan 12k Harry/Louis

First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby and a baby carriage. That rhyme was a total lie. Sometimes things don’t happen in order. Sometimes things aren’t planned. And getting knocked up by his teacher who was also his boyfriend was definitely not on the list of things Harry had planned for his junior year of high school.

 

Nothing I’m Running From 12k Harry/Louis

The odds are one in five million. Chances are it’s not going to happen to them.

or

It does happen to them and Harry Styles is pregnant.

 

oh baby baby, the reason i breathe is you 9k Harry/Louis

He wants to kiss Louis. Kiss him on his forehead, smoothing the tight lines of stress that have formed over the years. Kiss his perfectly arched eyebrow, where Louis used to have a piercing Harry mercilessly teased him about (Secretly he loved it – maybe even wanted to lick it a little.). Kiss his button nose, making it scrunch up in that cute way it does when Harry makes a dumb joke. Kiss his collar bones, maybe nip them a little and soothe them with his tongue. But really, he wants to finally kiss his pretty pink lips he’s dreamed about for too long. He wants it more than anything.

 

Oh Baby, It’s you 7k Harry/Louis

Harry wants a baby, and he intends on having one.

 

So Baby Say You’ll Always Keep Me 7k Harry/Louis

Harry feels more tears form in his eyes at that. He laughs, shaky but genuine, and he wraps his arms around Louis’ waist, moves closer to bury his face against Louis’ shoulder. “We’re going to be dads.”

 

Thirty-Nine Weeks 18k Harry/Louis

The one where Harry gets pregnant.

 

What a Lovely Way of Saying How Much You Love Me 2k Harry/Louis

harry’s insecure; louis doesn’t know what for.

aka harry is pregnant and louis still thinks he’s the most beautiful boy. like, ever.

 

We’re Having a Baby, My Baby and Me 20k Harry/Louis

Harry cries when he sees the pretty pink plus sign on the test. It hits him in a way it hadn’t before. He really is pregnant. He’s going to be a dad. He and Louis are going to have a baby. And that only brings on more happy tears.

Or, the one where Harry really wants a baby.



Where We Begin 53k Harry/Louis

Harry and Louis were band mates and best mates. Their relationship crossed many lines, sure, but after one night they may have to deal with something much bigger and grow to learn that somewhere along the way they formed a family – just the two of them, and a baby.

 

With Child(ren) 11k Harry/Louis

Harry and Louis have a baby (or two).

 

wrap your fingers around my thumb 12k Harry/Louis (trigger warning for miscarriages)

Harry hides out in Brighton. Louis finds him. Together they figure out how to grieve. And how to come home.

 

yes, you make my life worthwhile 9k Harry/Louis

Harry whispers to him that this feels like every dream he’s had for the last three years and Louis kisses his temple, behind his ear, across his cheeks and by the edge of his jaw. He runs the back of his finger across Winnie’s sleep-warm cheeks and sighs, the weight of the world finally off his shoulder.

Louis’ a pediatrician, Harry’s a preschooler teacher, and they’re having a baby.

 

your laughter tastes so sweet 3k Harry/Louis

Anna said “GIVE HIM TOMLINSON JERSEY AND A BUNCH OF BABIES ON HIS HIPS” and you don’t say no to Anna. So this is a future!fic where Harry and Louis are married, they have kids, Louis plays football, Harry is his biggest cheerleader and the whole world is envious of the awesomeness that is Tomlinson family.




Title: The Day She Saw The Black Cat / Hogwarts!AU

Summary: When Marinette is being followed by a black cat, three days after coming back to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she doesn’t know yet that this cat will probably change her life forever.

Note: Finally I’ve been able to write this. Thought about this story a long time and wanted to write it down ever since I got the idea for a crossover between Miraculous Ladybug and Harry Potter. I hope you enjoy it and thanks for reading! :)

You can also read it here on ao3

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Puppy Love-(Sirius Black XFem!Ravenclaw Reader)

Request: Hi! Can I have a really fluffy Sirius BlackxFem!ravenclaw reader? Thanks!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!

Warnings:

•You may receive slight burns because Sirius is so HOT

This is extremely crappy and I am so sorry but I’m exhausted and in pain. Oh well, enjoy! -Madi

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The autumn breeze tossed the leaves back and forth on their branches in the forbidden forest. I stared into the distance as thoughts raced through my mind. There was a slight chill in the air but it didn’t really bother me. In fact, there was something about sitting underneath one of the trees while the breeze made my hair dance around my shoulders that was somewhat comforting.

A twig snapped in the distance, causing me to immediately stand up and reach for my wand. I looked around, my eyes trying to find the source of the noise while my wand was raised high even though my hand was shaking from fear of what could be watching me.

My eyes finally landed on a large black dog. I held eye contact with its deep gray eyes and I could have swore that there was something extremely familiar about them. It was almost as if I peered into those eyes before.

Suddenly, the dog took a few steps toward me, in a way that was sort of hesitant. Lowering my wand, I knelt to the ground and cautiously stuck out a hand for it to smell. The dog, seeming more courageous than it was before, closed the gap between us and began to lick my hand.

“Hey there buddy,” Giggling, I wiped my now wet hand on my skirt and scratched the dog behind the ears. “What are you doing out here? Are you a stray?” I looked down at the majestic beast and there seemed to be sadness in its eyes as it stared up at me.

“It’s alright. Sometimes it feels as if I were a stray too. I mean, life at home is great, but, when it comes to Hogwarts it’s a different story. It’s hard to have a good time when you don’t have any friends to share the memories with.” A small sigh escaped my lips but a smile followed soon after.

“There is one person though, and he makes me feel a little less lonely every time he talks to me.” The dog’s ears perked up as I sat back down on the ground.

“Even just a simple glance from him makes my heart flutter. He’s a player though and he dated all the pretty girls who have everything. Who am I kidding, he would never go for a Ravenclaw like me! I can’t even answer one of those stupid riddles to open the common room door.”

The dog whined and put its head on my lap and I reached down and began to absentmindedly pet him. We sat like that for hours, and I talked about everything and anything. Every time Sirius or the Marauders were mentioned, the dog would perk up and begin to wag its tail.

The sky was a beautiful mixture of yellows and pinks as the sun began to set through the trees and if I didn’t return to the castle soon, I could be caught and get detention. Standing up and stretching, I muttered a good bye to the dog and started to make my way back. But, every move I made, the dog quickly followed.

“Go! Who knows what they will do if they catch a stray like you in the grounds. Shoo!”

The dog peered up at me for a few moments and then the dog wasn’t a dog anymore. Within the blink of an eye, the dog morphed into something else, and that something turned out to be none other than Sirius Black. I felt my jaw drop to the floor as I stared at him, utterly speechless.

“Oh (Y/N), I’m sorry to break it to you but I don’t think Dumbledore will do much when he finds a student roaming the grounds. In fact, I think he seriously encourages it.” He pauses and laughs at his joke before turning to me again.

“S-Sirius? Is that really you? I mean, how?” My thoughts raced as I tried to get a grip on what just happened. Did I really just confess everything to Sirius? And why was he a dog?

“It’s a long story and I’d rather not explain it right now. Just make sure to not tell anybody, alright sweetheart?” He sent me a sly wink and closed the distance between us. Before I could say anything else, he grabbed the front of my sweater and crashed his lips into mine.

His lips were soft and the kiss was soft and endearing. I reached my hands up and cupped his cheeks. After a few more moments, both of us pulled away from each other and regained our breathing.

Sirius was the first one to break the silence as he smirked down at me. “You know, I’m glad you think so fondly of me (Y/N). I don’t think n I’ve ever heard a more detailed description of my, what did you call it? Stunning eye color!” A blush spread across my cheeks as we both laughed.

“I would love to go into more depth about your eye color if you would join me for a butterbeer this weekend in Hogsmeade.” Sirius broke into a smile as he reached out and linked out hands together.

“It would be my pleasure, darling.”

charmer headcanons

so @foxtrot-thelaxbro and i have decided there’s a severe lack of chris chow/caitlin farmer content in this fandom and we will literally provide all of it if we have to. she’s already put out a list of her headcanons, and you should definitely check those out too. but here’s some more thoughts on samwell’s greatest power couple


•They get REALLY into couples costumes. They’re the type to start planning the next one in January. And yes, one year they did go as Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

•They have a tradition called Starbucks Sunday, in which every Sunday they go to the Starbucks on campus (which is far less popular than Annie’s but oh well) and try a different ridiculous secret menu drink. They want to work through the whole menu by graduation.

•They’re planning on moving in together back in California after graduation, but they need to find an apartment that allows pets because they want like five dogs.

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ghostbehere-deactivated20160226  asked:

i feel like to fully enjoy your blog i need to listen to the libertines... where do i start

The Band

Pete Doherty

  • Peter Dohety, aka Bilo
  • singer, songwriter, guitarist
  • a large boy (6′2″) and yet so very very smol
  • dont u just wanna boop all his freckles and moles and kiss his lil nose and pet his floofy hair and tuck him into bed and make sure no one disturbs him till the morning
  • probably a cat (large baby animal eyes, soft floofy hair, licks carl)
  • his dad was in the army so he grew up all over the place
  • very very smart and witty and literary
  • struggled a lot with heroin etc but! he is clean now and better than he’s been in years
  • has a son named astille who is an angelic child

Carl Barât

  • full name: CARL ASHLEY RAPHAEL BARAT, aka Biggles, aka Carlos
  • singer, songwriter, guitarist
  • THE TINIEST i bet pete can scoop him up
  • but so angry and fierce!
  • his mum was a hippy so he spent half his childhood on a commune
  • he had a twin brother who died when he was a baby and he says he feels thats why he’s always desperate to be with someone. also pete once said he feels like hes the reincarnation of carls brother or… something. thats kind of. messed up guys
  • studyed acting for a year and became friends with petes sister amy jo, which is how pete n carl met, before he dropped out
  • absolutely Terrible and Embarrassing in every way (cant swim, was never on a plane in his life until he was 22, acts in terrible films etc etc)
  • struggled with depression and suicide and cocaine and alcohol for a long time :( but! also much better now, partly due to his gf edie and their two kids (more angelic children)
  • we make fun of him a lot but he can be so sweet and lovely and vunerable so. also tremendously attractive in a ‘crawled out of a parisian garbage can’ way, despite his tiny nipples
  • Hippy’s Son is the most hashtag carl thing ever to exist

John Hassall

  • bassist
  • im not sure that john is… entirely human?? like he hasnt aged in 15 years??
  • does he ever like? speak? smile? laugh? emote?
  • nontheless a killer bass player, beautiful in the way that greek temples are, and a good guy to have around
  • lives in sweden or denmark or somewhere equally mysterious, appears when summoned
  • has a band called yeti, v mysterious altogether

Gary Powell

  • GARY!!!
  • the drummer
  • a tremendous strong and stylish friend
  • what a pal, what a guy
  • honestly what is there to say about gary? so nice and good and pure and always happy and good natured
  • a good friend and never stood for any malarkey

there’s so much to say about the band? have some highlights;

  • the band formed when petes sister, amy jo, introduced him to her flatmate carl. they started arguing straight away and then became eternal soul mates
  • pete and carl used to live together. a lot. like. they slept on the same mattress
  • they were always fighting and falling out but simultaeneously obsessed with each other it was amazing/terrible
  • sometimes they couldnt pay the rent so they would post invitations to gigs on the band forum and charge a tenner at the door of their flat
  • its all very romantic and wonderful tbh
  • thigs fell apart a bit in 2003, carl kicked pete out bc of the drugs etc and then pete got angry and robbed carls flat and then carl sent him to prison it was. it was really messed up
  • then when pete got out carl was waiting for him and they fell into each others arms and played the Freedom Gig (please read the whole thing) and it’s like this one shining incandescent moment of glory before everything started to go wrong again
  • they broke up properly in 2004 :( and then everything was up and down, will they wont they for years
  • and then in 2010 they reunited for reading and leeds!
  • and then in 2014 pete went to rehab again and he got so much better and they played hyde park and carl and john and gary went to thailand to be with pete and they recorded the new album and now the singles out and!!! ah!! its really happening!!

The Albums

Up The Bracket

  • what do i even say this album is amazing
  • its all ~ PUNK VIBES and sid vicious hair but the lyrics are so sweet and poetic and and arGH
  • i cant even say anything else its perfect
  • radio america :(((
  • the good old days :((((((((((

The Libertines

  • i cant even listen to the first track without crying bc its About Them the entire album is just About Them
  • agony and pain and heartbreak
  • im sorry its just all a bit Much
  • a few older songs from the early years worked their way back in
  • idek what to say its agony and fire and death
  • buts its good tho imma still listen

Anthems for Doomed Youth

  • the new album B)
  • out this september i believe 
  • the single is ‘gunga din’ and its breaking my heart

Other Projects

Babyshambles

  • pete’s other band
  • just a shambles baby
  • actually extremely good like. like wow theyre really really good
  • three albums; Down in Albion, Shotter’s Nation and Sequel to the Prequel
  • some of petes best songs
  • oh yeah drew mcconnell is the most pure, most precious of all the cinnamon rolls

Dirty Pretty Things

  • carls other band (ft gary)
  • two albums; Waterloo to Anywhere and Romance at Short Notice
  • again, really really good by virtue of having carl in it
  • honsetly i cant believe we live in a world in which DPT era carl once walked truly we are blessed

Carl’s Solo Album

  • the picture is mostly irrelevant i just think he looks really beautiful here
  • i havent listened to it but alissa tells me its. not great and i trust her
  • however! it does contain ‘so long my lover’ which is like. the greatest thing carl ever achieved on his own so theres that

Grace/Wastelands

  • petes solo album
  • SO GOOD
  • LIKE ITS SO GOOD
  • its all sweet acoustic folky little songs and its so good
  • also sweet by and by?? is definitley abt carl??
  • like its just SO GOOD
  • also pete was like. aesthetically at his peak i mean that hat

Carl Barat and the Jackals

  • in 2014 carl put together a new band called the jackals and they recorded an album called ‘let it reign’ and. its good its really really good
  • the video for glory days is incredible?
  • well worth a listen

More Fun Libertines Facts

  • do what i did and operate on the basic assumption that every song is about pete and carls relationship until proven otherwise
  • upthealbion.com is an absolute goldmine for info and downloads
  • photographer andrew kendall has some great downloads on his website (shaking and withdrawn and untitled are essential pete acoustic sets)
  • although tbh most unreleased stuff is worth getting a hold of especially stuff like ‘you’re my waterloo’ bc. hoo boy
  • bilo-shambles has downloads for essential libs books (threepenny memoir and the books of albion are carl and petes own books, respectivley)
  • this is the most important libertines footage you will ever watch in your entire life
  • here is a very tiny pete getting interviewed while queing for be here now
  • here is a very out of it carlos staring at noel gallagher in abject adoration and making a fool of himself on tv
  • oh yeah pete has a song called ‘for lovers’ written by wolfman. uh. get someone else (like actualcarlbarat) to explain wolfman to u
  • im probably missing six million things this is only the beginning everyone make sure to correct me and add more as I’m only a baby libs fan m'self
  • honestly ur best bet is to do what i did less than six month ago and throw yourself in headfirst and everytime u learn something new yell THIS CANNOT BE but it is!! its all true!!
Little Thoughts (Bias x Reader) Pt.7

The week continues and with no demanding exams, you have no reason to be in attendance, except to print your photos. You bring your own food, so you only have to leave the class to use the bathroom and breathe air that doesn’t include chemicals. 

B/N hasn’t come to see you but you’re more annoyed at the fact that B/W hasn’t. He hasn’t spoken to you since he kissed you and you’ve been unable to think of anything else except that.

You knew he liked you but you figured he treated every girl that way. He also wasn’t your type: the ‘player’ type. But you admit that him fawning after you all these years was something you enjoyed. 

You’re packing up your things to go when the door opens. Your heart surges, hoping that it’s B/W while guessing that it’s B/N but only to see that it’s Jihu. Not who you expected at all.

You say nothing once she steps in, observing the interior.

“So this is where you hide,” 

Your bag is on your shoulder, the machines are off and you’re ready to leave. 

“Get out,” you tell her.

“Why?”

“Because I’m leaving and I have to lock up,” 

“Teacher’s pet, you have your own key?” she laughs.

You walk ahead of her, holding the door open for her. She steps out gracefully and once the door is locked you walk away, her beside you. Seeing her up close, you can tell why every guy fell for her. Now you understand why B/N never saw you whenever she was present. 

“Are you trying to steal my boyfriend because of that soccer game?” 

“Seriously?” you can’t believe she’d think that would be the reason, “I’m not as childish as you,”

“What’s going on between you and B/N?” You wonder how much the question has been gnawing at her.  

“Nothing,” You walk out the doors of the school, asking your fellow classmates if you’ve missed anything important. She grabs your arm, turning you towards her. You pull from her grip, the action getting the attention of a few students. 

“If you weren’t such an attention whore, maybe you wouldn’t have to ask me that question. There’s nothing going on between us.”

“You expect me to believe that?” 

“I don’t care what you believe,” 

How wonderful it felt to finally have the upper hand, but she looks more troubled than you’ve ever seen her. She’s always been so put together and for reasons beyond you, you take notice. 

You sigh, “How much do you like him?” 

“A lot,” 

“Then act like it. If you like him so much then stop flirting with every guy. You have him, why do you need adoration from others?” 

She crosses her arms, “I don’t know,”

“Figure it out, I’m not your counsellor,” 

“Does he like you?” she asks once you try to leave again.

As if on cue you see him exit the school, his eyes finding yours, “Ask him. Don’t come to me again with this,” 

You try to leave before he can catch up to you, “Wait,” 

He jogs pass Jihu to you, others gasping. You wish he wouldn’t do this, especially in front of everyone.

“You’re right,” he tells you, “Talking to you in a way was to get my mind off of her. I have to tell you how sorry I am. But everything I said I meant it. I understand if you don’t want to speak to me again, but that friendship that we had, was something that I never forgot. I would like to give us a try,” 

You look from Jihu’s angry face and teary eyes to a few onlookers before facing him. This is the face you once considered to be complete perfection.

“I…” In the crowd you instantly spot B/W who’s not staying to watch, but walking out of the school gates, “have to go,” 

You turn from him, something you’d thought you’d never do to go after the guy you never imagined.


Outside of the gates, you pause to register what you just did. Did you just walk away from the guy you’ve always wanted? You actually contemplate turning back, but you spot B/W at a food stand. He sees you, a look of surprise on his face with food hanging from his mouth. 

He makes his way over to you slowly, as if wondering why you’re here, “Did you eat today?” 

“Yeah,”

“Great,” he has two of the same thing in his hand, intending to eat both.

“But I still want it,” he sighs, handing one to you, “Are we gonna talk about it?” 

He rolls his eyes, walking ahead, “Guess we have to,” 

You walk and eat, him eating slower than usual. He’s nibbling at the last piece to pass time so you grab it and eat it yourself. 

He stares at you, “Are you crazy?” 

“Now we can talk,” You sit at a bench as you wait for the bus that will take 30 minutes to arrive, him waiting with you, “Why did you kiss me?” 

“Because I wanted to,” he crosses his legs, “Obviously,”

“You’ve had every other chance to do that, why now?” 

“Moment seemed right,” 

“For who?” 

He doesn’t answer the question, but instead asks another one, “Do you like him that much?” 

“Not enough since I followed you,” You watch the passing cars instead of him.

He’s quiet for a moment, “I don’t regret kissing you. At least I can say that I finally did it,” he flashes his perfect smile, “And that I’d do it again, in more ways than one, if you’d let me,” You’ve actually missed him acting this way and find that his words fluster you when before they never did. 

“I have to wonder what your girlfriends think of you,” 

“Girlfriends?” he laughs, “I’ve never had one,” 

“Come on, I’ve seen you with so many girls,”

“You call those relationships? They’re barely even flings. They’re beautiful, I’m beautiful, we show up together, we do each other a favor.”

“That’s it?” 

He shrugs, “I mean I do other things as well but hey, at least I acknowledge what I am,” 

“A fuckboy?” 

He places his hand over his heart dramatically, “A lonely man desiring only one, while trying to find her in others,” Looking at him you have to wonder, has he been genuine about his feelings all this time? 

His smile fades, his tone of voice serious, “I kissed you for myself. Hoping that when I did you would know that it was me, and not imagine that I was him,” with his index finger, he caresses your jaw before lightly touching your lips, “So I don’t want to know why you kissed me back, all that matters is that you did,” 

The screech of the bus brakes sound it’s arrival but you can’t even look away from him. He nods towards the bus. 

“Go. I won’t be blamed if you miss it this time,” 

You stand up as he waits for you to get on so that he can leave. But when you find your seat, you both end up watching each other as the bus drives away. 

MTVS Epic Rewatch #131

BTVS 5x12 Checkpoint (a.k.a. Buffy  and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day)

Stray thoughts

1) This is a great episode, okay? And I think it’s often underrated? It’s the perfect combination of everything that makes this show great. It’s super fun, it raises the stakes, it advances the season’s arc, it has an amazing empowerment moment, and it ends with a cliffhanger/plot twist. 

2) Tara is so sweet!

TARA: Well, what’s so bad about them coming here? Aren’t they good guys? I mean, Watchers, that’s just like other Gileses, right?

And Giles is so flattered…

…until…

BUFFY: Yeah, they’re scary and horrible!

3) English people = not normal people…

TARA: Are you sure they’re English? I thought English people were gentler than normal… people…

4) As I was watching this episode, I kept wondering why exactly Buffy and Giles had decided not to tell the Scoobies about Dawn being the key. At this point, with Glory around and showing up unexpectedly, it seems kind of reckless to keep them in the dark. I mean, they didn’t know they had to protect Dawn - which, of course, they would nonetheless because she was a little kid. But they didn’t know just how badly they needed to protect her. 

BUFFY:  It’s a delicate time right now. I have to take care of Dawn, and…
XANDER: But that’s not new, you’ve always taken care of her.
BUFFY: Right. Right, I know that…

5) Quentin is to Giles like Wesley’s dad is to Wesley, basically.

TRAVERS: Oh yes. I thought perhaps you were keeping that space for the really dangerous items that should be kept out of the public’s hands. Or maybe you don’t worry about that.
GILES: I’m very careful.

(except that one time you sold Glory the two items she needed for that spell…)

6) How much do you love Anya in this episode, though?

TRAVERS: Miss, excuse me, you, uh, you work here?

ANYA: Yes I do. Ever since I moved here from southeastern Indiana, where I was raised by both a mother and a father.

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