its like i can hear him say it

The Last Jedi spoilers

Ben (voice over during flashback): “He had sensed my power, as he senses yours. And he feared it.”

Oh my god, I just realized - Ben is afraid that Luke is going to kill Rey. 

Rey is on the island with Luke, and Ben thinks Luke wanted to murder him in his sleep as a boy. Ben is trying to warn Rey to get off the island before Luke kills her. Ben was trying to protect her; he was concerned she was going to get murdered in her sleep.

And think about it - this hand-touching scene ends with Luke bursting violently into Rey’s hut in the middle of the night, and exploding the entire building. And that’s the moment the force bond vision cuts off for Ben, with that image of a furious Luke in Rey’s hut.

Ben probably thought Luke had come to kill her. I can just picture him shaking as the feeling of her hand fades.

7.5 mile run, new BNHA, you know the drill:

  • Deku receiving enthusiastic support from normal citizens to pursue his dreams is one of my favorite tiny details of BNHA because a lot of shows love to do the whole “society is against them” thing but no people love and support Deku.
  • my aesthetic: Iida sprinting through the rain in a neon green poncho yelling at people that they’re Late for Being Early
  • Don’t worry about it
  • Young Mic and Young-zawa give me life
  • Like I’m positive Present Mic takes credit for naming Eraserhead like he brags about it in public and to news crews like “you know that hero that never ever agrees to interview with you and you know nothing about well hes a great friend of mine and IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII named him!”
  • What am I talking about he brags about this on the radio.
  • ^^^^^This screenshot gave me about 8 distinct flashbacks to public school’s “take one pass it back”
  • Listening to the kids read their Englished names is like 1000x better than reading the manga because you can hear them saying the English words instead of just wondering if the names were translated or not and its adorable
  • Retto Riotto
  • Deku, “Gosh, I think Kirishima’s so cool.”
    Me, “Bitch me too.”
  • MAMA MIDORIYA BEING EXCITED AND SUPPORTIVE OF TINY DEKU’S TERRIBLE ALL MIGHT RIP-OFF NAMES HAS ADDED 4 YEARS TO MY LIFE. Because me too all my creative efforts when i was young were just terrible rip offs of the things i loved and godbless mrs midoriya for playing along
  • its here. King Explosion Murder
  • Kirishima, “You should be Explosion Boy!”
    Bakugou, “SHUT UP”
    Let me explain this is actually a running gag im like 85% sure. (I noticed only because i love and value and remember everything Kirishima says) All throughout the tournament arc, Bakugou was calling people by their quirks because he didnt remember their names. During the Kiri vs Bakugou fight, Kirishima called Bakugou “Explosion Boy” (despite clearly knowing his name) as a jab AT the fact that Bakugou kept doing that. Now he suggests Explosion Boy AGAIN because Kiri’s just being a little shit now and i value him.
  • If I ever drop into a sudden coma just play the sound bite of Ururaka saying “Uravity” and I promise I will instantly wake up.
  • Katsuki “Angry Squeaky Whiteboard Marker Noises” Bakugou
  • Iida….my son…..youre gonna go through some hell
  • Deku voice: “That’s right, I’ve decided to name myself Dumbass. Because Bakugou is always calling me Dumbass and I hated it so now I’m reclaiming it! Fuck you! I’m Dumbass!”
  • Bakugou voice: “……….Dumbass.”
  • ^^^THE PUREST ALL MIGHT TO DATE
  • Most Mangaka: “Even though these characters are 15, they will have all the maturity, rationality, and responsibility of adults as a sort of wish fulfillment to the audience”
    Horikoshi: “This is Bakugou he’s 15 and an idiot so he names himself Lord Explosion Murder”
  • I AM HERE. IN A BIZARRE POSITION.
  • Every time we get a scene reminding us that All Might is a clueless dork I fall a little more in love with this series.
  • Stain. Arc. Stain. Arc. Stain. Arc.
  • Deku, horrified: “HE’S DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    Gran Torino:
    “I’m alive.”
    Deku, more horrified than before: 

“OHH HE’S ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

anonymous asked:

Okay but just think of the dozens of Sterek fics that will come from that small scene of Stiles saying blindness is his biggest fear and Derek questioning him. I can just imagine one with Derek hearing Stiles heartbeat stutter and later confronting him about it and Stiles being all like 'of course it's not my biggest fear, don't you know me at all? My biggest fear is losing you again, watching you bleed out and not being able to do anything about it, not being able to save you.'

Derek’s eyes linger after Stiles looks away, his body shifting restless, fingers clenching and loosing in a twitch across the exam table. The lie hangs bright and obvious in the air –– less in the absent hitch of heartbeat or the burn of nerves that don’t taste quite like embarrassment or like fear. Derek could explain those things away in context if he tried, but he can’t explain the way the words fail to line up with everything he knows he knows about Stiles.

“Becoming blind?”

“Yeah… terrified of it. Always have been.

He wonders if it’s as obvious to Scott as it is to him, but the rest of the group’s already moved on, not missing a beat, focus shifted back to the problem at hand while Stiles re-centers. His pulse sharpens again and his eyes lift back to Derek, flicking up and away before moving back to Scott again, sliding seamless back into the conversation.

Derek shakes off the strangeness, and follows him.

.-

“Why did you lie in there?”

Stiles’ step falters on the question, and the resigned set of his shoulders tell Derek he’d been expecting this and hoping every bit as much to avoid it. Derek almost wants to take it back, tell Stiles is doesn’t matter, let whatever horror lives in the darkest place of Stiles’ heart lie there undisturbed… but this is too important.

He crosses his arms, keeping his tone and stance indifferent like that might make this conversation any easier.

“We need to know what’s coming, Stiles. When these things manifest, it’s not just going to be your fear anymore. It could threaten everyone.”

He’s not expecting the laugh that punches out of Stiles, harsh and thin and edged bitter enough to make Derek’s unaffected stance falter.

“Don’t you think I know that?”

Dark masks and fireflies float through Derek’s mind. A too-pale stranger with Stiles’ face and cold, ancient eyes. A huge lizard with paralyzing claws, and too-wet breaths as water threatened to pull them downward. A misshapen wolf with crimson eyes and spittle-laced breath, and an image of ghostly horsemen Derek had never seen, only heard of in Peter’s stories.

Derek could stab guesses at Stiles’ worst fears, could conjure up possibilities in Stiles’ quaking hands and nervous eyes as they darted out to the empty parking lot, looking for an escape before moving reluctant back to Derek. But he couldn’t know, and he needed to know, especially if it was something that could hurt the group.

…Especially if there was a way he could help Stiles prepare for it.

When it comes, he’s the one who’s unprepared.

“I can’t lose you again,” punches out rough and shaken, stunning Derek into stillness. Salt stings the air as tears well, and Stiles looks away on a wet breath, hand raking into his hair and tugging. “You were… dying and I walked away. I had to, there was nothing I could–– And then you were just gone afterward and I knew you were fine, I knew it was better that way but… fuck, Derek. It felt like you’d died some days.”

The tear tracks down and Derek feels his head shaking, arms falling from their faux-casual cross. The words are ringing through his mind, rattling around in a way that makes no sense and makes too much sense, echoes something too raw and honest inside him and he steps forward, “Stiles…” falling out soft, but Stiles is rocking a step back, shaking his head and swiping rough at the tear. Derek lets him retreat.

“My mom died in front of me.” This confession falls out soft, and Stiles’ shoulders shrink in against the sting of them. He looks small again, sixteen or years younger, and it takes an effort not to move in and shelter him from the sting of his own words. “And I just… I couldn’t do anything. Couldn’t save her. Do you know how that––” He cuts off, because he knows Derek knows. Derek understands that feeling better than anyone. It’s a bond Derek’s always wished they didn’t share.

Stiles shakes his head, blinking quick.

“Fuck, I can’t go through that again, ok? If these things are bringing our worst fears to life then I’m better off away from it, for everyone’s sake. What if it kills you because of me, because–– I can’t watch someone else I love die.”

The words hang. Stiles has gone strangely still suddenly. In the clinic, some young pup sets up howling.

“…You love?” Because Stiles had been talking about his mother, but he’d also been talking about Derek. About losing loved ones, and that…

Stiles’ breath hisses out, body tensing up defensive and challenging. His hands ball up, shoulders setting broad again, and it feels like every argument they’ve ever had when Stiles meets his eyes, daring him to doubt the revelations he’d just laid out.

Derek had learned a long time ago not to doubt Stiles.

“Don’t be an idiot,” he says, like it’s obvious. Like it’s some undeniable fact that Stiles loves him, fears losing him, that in all the nightmares of Stiles’ life, losing Derek could rest in anywhere near the same category as possession or dementia, or his mother’s death. But Stiles has always been afraid of losing people he loved, of not being able to save them… and Derek is one of those people. 

Derek is the person Stiles couldn’t look at while thinking about loss.

He moves forward a step, and Stiles doesn’t retreat this time, amber eyes locked with an expression that’s caught somewhere between challenge and pleading.

It’s one of the most terrifying moments of Derek’s life as he lifts his hand to Stiles’ cheek, and the most natural thing in the world once it’s resting there.

“I’ve died before,” he reminds Stiles, softly. “That’s not about to beat me. I’ll always come back… for you.”

“For me?” Stiles sounds breathless, doubt and hope warring as Derek’s thumb brushes over his tear-streaked cheek.

Derek tilts his head, warmth touching his eyes.

“Don’t be an idiot.”

When Stiles grins and presses their lips together, Derek forgets what it’s like to be afraid.

anonymous asked:

mhm as a depressed person i'd love to hear someone say that they dont understand me and make me feel like a fucking alien. he's SOOO sensitive for being ignorant right? how can you defend him even now, you really haven't changed from the past.

*warning, long*

you didn’t read the entire fanacct, that was the first half of the first sentence. it took op 2 pages to describe the entire encounter and 5 seconds for the translator to translate one sentence, maybe less for netizens who wanted something to fight about. obviously, more happened than what you and many people are aware of.

btw i don’t want to make this personal! but please don’t be condescending in my inbox when i’ve had severe depression for the past 7 years of my life. i’m a (small albeit active) donor to active mental health research and recognition charities and a very active participant in the fight to understand, fight against, and overcome mental illness so aside from this baekhyun situation, this message is inflammatory to me as a person :/ but i digress bc those two things aren’t related so dw about it too much. i’m here to talk about baekhyun’s “situation,” not my own feelings.

don’t you think op, who was clinically depressed, would have also been offended by his words, had that been all he said? damn if he stopped right there then i agree!! but she shared the fanaccount bc it touched her, comforted her, and made her feel a bit more cheerful in that moment.

HERE’S WHAT HAPPENED:

netizens who berate him for breathing took like 10 of his words out of context. it was a forum issue that people shut down. imagine if i said “i hate baekhyun, he’s so wonderful and perfect in every single way.” two opposing ideas spliced in two make for very very different situations. imagine if a netizen took the first half, translated it, and made everyone think that i literally hate baekhyun? i’m not sensationalizing this situation at all, this is…exactly what happened,.

the international translator who did this was being ignorant of her mistake, and the NETIZENS she used as “”proof””” were picking apart everything for the sake of being mean (as usual.) also, it’s not her fault alone, but i admit she had quite a big hand in blowing it up. did anyone who was supposedly offended read the entire thing? besides…i wouldn’t coin netizens as the ultimate supervisors of sensitive comments regarding mental health if you look at their track record. i’d look at OP instead.

btw this was a fansign with a very limited amount of time allotted for each person so he said as much as he could while having very little time to sort through his words. but he was sincere and heartfelt.

HE SAID:

“i don’t fully understand depression BUT i hope i can be a comfort to you. i HOPE you can find strength.” the misconstrued first half of the sentence is actually a really important clause. why?

if he omitted the first half of the sentence it would seem like he’s evading the real topic. he used it as a disclaimer. doesn’t the internet only listen to ppl who have personal experiences with things anyway?? lmao what changed?? he said, “i may not understand it but i want to listen and i want to understand this better. just because i don’t personally experience it does not mean i can’t try my best to be a source of comfort and happiness for you.” BTW we do this all the time in english to avoid sounding insensitive…think about it for a moment. yeah.

is it not a good thing for someone to not understand the feeling of or have depression? contrary to what the internet thinks, not everyone knows everything about everything. depression is an abstract concept that’s very difficult to describe if you’ve never had it. you and i should know that firsthand. what makes this GOOD is that he handled the convo elegantly. he tried his best to convey his more sincere thoughts and tried hard to be sensitive of her situation. in this world, we’re going to encounter things that we don’t understand and it’s important that we approach it intelligently and carefully, even if we stumble around our words. THAT’S what makes it a good thing. there are too many people who don’t understand and blow it off as a phase, or blow it off as depressed individuals being lazy or weak or whiney. he’s not one of them.

this is one sentence out of many. baekhyun didn’t judge her but responded the best he could to his understanding. its not about what you say, but how you say it. that’s the sign of a responsible person who DOESN’T pretend to know more than they do. that’s humility and sensitivity even if you’re unsure of something.

he was compassionate and attentive, but didn’t treat her like a nut case. he treated her like a person and a friend. he wanted her to have strength. according to op, WHO WAS ACTUALLY THERE to witness his body language and words, said, “we ended the fansign brightly and cheerfully.” op is clearly not offended and in fact, felt brighter!!! so the atmosphere was definitely a positive one. her words, not mine.

she shared it because it was a pleasant memory for her..who the hell are we to say anything otherwise? personal experience should only have to comfort whomever is involved. what’s non negotiable though, WHETHER OR NOT you’re comforted by what he said, is that he DIDN’T SAY “i dont understand why you have depression damn girl bye!” even though that’s what headlines are saying.

again!! regardless of this essay i just typed, what is 100% objective is that he DID NOT say ‘i dont understand why you have depression” and then end the conversation right there?? he used it as a DISCLAIMER. those are the real facts because we can both read. and you can read it in the original tweet lol. AND in the clarity posts op made. you do realize.. she feels really stressed and sad about the situation. that should tell you something right there!

here’s op’s clarification post. i’m not linking her handle (most people aren’t) bc she doesn’t want random people to tweet her or talk to her anymore. 

even op’s apologizing :/ and for what!

i don’t want to make it seem like i’m angry at you because i’m not. it’s not about you or me or even baekhyun, it’s about the fact that we need to look at the full picture before acting!

i hope that you look at this situation and future situations in a more responsible manner. rumors CAN get out of hand; what’s trending is not necessarily the truth. in fact, what’s trending is usually NOT the truth because people like drama and refuse to apologize for starting it. truth gets buried under drama, ALWAYS. baekhyun thinks he did something wrong because he’s under the impression that he shouldnt have said “i dont understand how depression works BUT…..” uh no, that’s usually what you want to say to dispel the idea that you think you know more than you actually do. that’s called being aware of your own situation. that’s a fact. that’s actually a fact. i’m not trying to be funny with the fax™, that’s an ACTUAL fact, like, if you were to ask the internet of depressed people or a therapist for advice, that’s what they would generally advise you say to someone with depression. so..this is an awkward situation now 🚶🏻

and the problem is, he didn’t actually offend anyone who read the entire story, that’s why it was a non issue to exo-l’s who saw the entire fanacct.

he approached the situation as responsibly as he could, provided he was given a couple minutes to speak eloquently about something he has not experienced. you can read every research paper in the world about depression but if you don’t have it.. you just don’t understand. but we don’t NEED OR WANT everyone to understand. we just need people to be compassionate and kind. we want them to be willing to listen. we want them to be positive for us so that we may have a role model to look up to.

all WE can do now…is to be responsible for how WE consume content and look at the full picture before acting.

anonymous asked:

What if Steve doesn't know how to work a parachute but is too embarrassed/stubborn to admit it?

oh, that little shit knows how to use a parachute. that’s part of what makes him so dang terrible. he knows full well how to work a chute. he’s just a moron. 

we’ve had this conversation a lot.

‘its stealthier, buck,’ he tells me.
‘it wont be stealthy when they hear me yelling at you all the goddam way down, steve.’

'im superhuman, i can survive it!’ he insists.
'well, that’ll come in handy when im kicking your butt for being such a dumbass.’

'im afraid of heights,’ he blatantly lies.
'then why’d you get so freakin tall??’

'i just don’t like parachutes, though, buck,’ he says, like that’s any sort of excuse.
'and i don’t like it when you die from stupidity, but that’s never once stopped you from trying. now strap the fucking chute on before i ziptie you in a crate and ship you back to peggy.’

cuddlemonsterdean  asked:

1) just made myself laugh thinking about 13x08 "the nineties called. they'd like their shoes back" and how dean probably has a running fashion commentary in his head at all times. i mean 9x06 and "you gonna wear that? on a /date/?" that whole shopping thing with charlie in 8x20? plus every time he's gotta wear something he disapproves of (like in 11x08) he's real grumpy about it? (i mean i headcanon that dean takes forever to style his hair, secretly loves to color-coordinate his outfits, and

2) cares deeply about whether the jeans he’s wearing make his butt look good). what do you think? :) feel free to answer publicly if you want! (sorry if this ask is a bit silly but dean fashion police winchester is so precious i can’t stop thinking about it xD)

The disapproval is strong in this one. 

His face. And Charlie’s so frustrated with him. I love it. 

And I love it even more becuase Sam’s face and hands. I can almost hear him saying, who doesn’t look good in Mr. Rogers’ sweater, Dean, come on. 

I mean, you’re right on the money, cuddles (can I call you cuddles?). I love this about Dean, especially because started out hating being in a suit. Remember 1.04 when he’ all I look like one of the Blue Brothers, not to mention the adorable pout

And then he becomes this guy

And yep, I think it’s fair to say Dean spends a good amount of time on his hair. Look at his hair in all its perfectly I don’t give a fuck I just rolled out bed this way tousle

Nope, Dean, we know you spent twenty minutes sculpting each strand to perfection. Dean Fashionista Winchester, we see you. And we love you for it. 

I’m yelling my ear buds broke so I can only hear the instrumental of songs and so I was listening to agust d and its just silence for while and then you hear him yelling random words at you like “CONCERT” and “FIRST CLASS” lmao and after he yelled “MY ASS” he kept saying “ass ass ass ass” in the background omg can you imagine him recording this bye

anonymous asked:

"The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.” with Cass pleaseeee

Cassian: *walks in Feysand’s room* Hey Rhys! Rhys! Wake up! I need you to do me a favour.

Rhys: *groans* It’s the middle of the night Cassian!! What do you want?

Cassian: *entusiastically* Tomorrow at lunch, I need you to say how good I am at teaching baby bats how to fly

Rhys: *confused* But you are not teaching them?

Cassian: *puts a finger on Rhys’ mouth* sshh you idiot, be quiet. She’ll hear you.

Rhys: Who? Cassian this is ridic-

Cassian: *whispers* Nesta of course! What kind of question is that?

Rhys: *rubs his eyes* Cassian, please, I don’t understand what this all is about.

Cassian: The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids, Rhys. Everyone knows that!

*tomorrow at lunch*

Rhys: *speaking loud on purpose* So Cassian, the rumor is you’re a very good teacher.

Elain: What are you teaching?

Cassian: *not so subtly glancing at Nesta* I’m teaching little Illyrians how to fly.

Elain: Oh that is incredible. Did you hear that, Nesta?

Nesta: *uninterested* Poor children want to learn how to fly as soon as possible so they can get away from him

*later*

Elain: Rhysand, I umm, where can I find that place where Cassian is with children?

Elain: *gets elbowed by Nesta* And, uhh, I blackmailed Nesta into coming with me.

Rhys: *looks like he’ll be sick* Meet me in two hours, I’ll fly you.

Rhys and Cassian: *gather all children possible and bribe them so they won’t say the truth*

anonymous asked:

Richie and Eddie don’t know each other but they keep seeing the other around town and their both like ‘damn that boy is cute’ and then they finally end up meeting at like a party or something. I love your blog so much btw 💕💕

aged up 19/20 for being in uni, not nsfw

- eddie and richie always see each other in the hallways of uni

-both very obviously checking one another out but they never speak to one another??

-they even have one (1) class together and richie sits all the way in the back and eddie sits all the way up in the front

- richie definitely does NOT admire eddie’s ass when he stands up or bends over

- (but he does

- so one night theres a big end of the semester party at the other side of campus

-richie is 100% down and going when stan and bev tell him about it

-eddie on the other hand puts up a fight when bill, mike, and ben tell him about it

- “I really dont want to go out, we have to walk across campus and it is negative asshole degrees outside and i cant afford to get sick”

-mike tells him that they can compromise somehow

-the compromise ends up being them all heading to the party with a grumpy eddie, who is shivering

- the room is also cold and eddie is angry

-but HO HO HO HOLY SHIIIIIIT 

-that changes when eddie steps in the overcrowded dorm and sees the boy hes been ogling the entire semester 

-richie is leaning against the wall with a solo cup in his hand and there is beads of sweat across his forehead and his curls are slowly starting to perk up at the condensation

- eddies expression is literally: !!!!!!!!!!!!

- richie just happens to look over and see his boy 

-he excuses himself from bev and stan and pushes himself from the wall and does. not. break. eye contact

-eddie is intimidated

- “i dont think we’ve properly met, cutie. im richie tozier, whats your name? Or can i just call you gorgeous?”

- eddie is red EVERYWHERE but manages to say, “its eddie. eddie kaspbrak, but you can just call me anytime.”

-ben, mike, and bill are just staring at him like ???

- V E R Y  C O N F U S E D

-”Who the fuck thought eddie had game?”

-eddie turns around to yell at mike and ends up giving them a look that screams GO THE FUCK AWAY 

-they get the hint

-now its just eddieandrichie 

-richie licks his lips and asks eddie if he wants a drink

-eddie nods, kinda nervous to say anything now that hes been called out™ 

-richie ends up taking him to the roof

-its quiet but they can still hear and feel the pulse of the music from the room below

- “I cant believe it took me all semester to talk to you” eddie tells him

- “i cant believe it took me all semester to kiss you”

-eddie cant even say anything else before richies lips are on his and he is definitely not complaining

-richie guides eddies arms around his neck and pulls him by his waist, attempting to get him closer

- eddie doesnt think hes cold anymore 

{Special} College!AU Doyoung
  • major: pre-law / concentration: business law
  • minor: comparative literature 
  • sports: sometimes he says he’ll join tennis team to be closer to taeyong and taeyong begs him not to do that. anything but that.
  • clubs: book review club, uni orchestra 
  • everyone knows doyoung as a talker, he talks really well and no matter what he never seems to get nervous when there’s a crowd listening to him
  • which is why when he says “lawyer” everyone is like,,,,,,,,,,of course
  • his original plan was to become a professor because he likes books and discussion on literature
  • like,,,,no joke he’s always staying thirty minutes late debating on theories in books with all his teachers
  • and some teachers love it while others are like doyoung please i am just a teacher i need to go- and he’s like “have you considered that moby dick is actually trash? here’s 54 reasons why:-”
  • his older brother is an alumni of the school and everyone is like oh ~ you’re gong myungs brother??? and everyone in the pre-med department always wants to talk to doyoung about gong myung and doyoung is like yes. he went on to be a doctor. no. he isn’t married. no he ISNT LOOKING- 
  • he lovessss to bother taeyong when they all go out to eat and he’s just like “more handsome every day i see?” and taeyong is like someone save me. sicheng. yuta-
  • but doyoung just throws his arms around taeyong and is like ^^ let’s study together!~~~ and taeyong is dying but everyone else is living because it’s so funny,,,,
  • dorms with jaehyun and everyone is like wow,,,they’re so mature they’re probably in there studying and being studios students!!!!
  • while in reality they’re sitting on the floor playing video games and doyoung is betting jaehyun all his lunch credits for the weekend on some wii sports resort golf
  • but he really does give off the studios vibe,,,because out of everyone on campus he dresses so???? formally like
  • you’ll never catch him in sweatpants and a big t-shirt (see: taeil) like doyoung wears collar shirts, those dad pants that are jeans but made of corduroy??? maybe a tie if he’s feeling it,,,,,, flip flops on campus? he’d rather DIE he’s wearing those oxfords and u know it!
  • is lowkey trying to give advice to e v e r y o n e like “mark,,,,,i know ur going to soccer but wear knee pads - i don’t care if you’ve been playing for ten years sweetie” to “johnny. that color of green on you is ugly.”
  • people find him intimidating because yes,,,,,he can be straightforward and blunt
  • but,,,,he’s a sweetheart who looks like a curious kid with round eyes and a kind smile 
  • and as much  as taeyong might spend running away from doyoungs affection,,,,he loves having him around because doyoung never makes anything awkward
  • he’s a natural leader tbh and he can make a conversation out of nothing it’s crazy,,,,,,,
  • and you,,,,,,know who doyoung is because you’re friends with ten who is always telling about how much he LOVES doyoung
  • how silly he is,,,,,how fun he is,,,,,how he acts like a cute bunny sometimes
  • and you,,,,,do not get it
  • because you’ve seen doyoung and the way he looks so sharp and intellectual and how when he talks he sounds like he knows,,,,,,everything
  • you’re not even sure you’ve seen doyoung laugh
  • and ten shows you the pics on his instagram of doyoung laughing,,,hand over mouth,,,looking silly with hair a mess and soft skin,,,,
  • but you’re like,,,,,,,you’re still sorta intimidated by him you just??? don’t get how someone can be so naturally good at being social and confident
  • and ten waves it off he’s like doyoung has his insecurities too,,,you know he IS human too??
  • and you’re like nope,,,too handsome- i mean too smart to be human
  • and ten hears the handsome but pretends not to and you’re like coughing into your palm because leTS not admit that maybe you’re intimidated because you know if you spoke to doyoung you’d become a blubbering mess
  • because wow he’s ,,,,,,,,,, attractive ,,,,,,,,, and so much more intelligent that anyone you know TT 
  • that is until one day you’re looking down at your homework, stoic expression and ten throws his bag down beside you on the quad and sits down and is like whats up
  • and ur like,,,,,,,,,i have to give a speech for a class,,,,,,,,ten,,,,,,,i cant
  • and ten,,,,looks like christmas came early or something because he’s like DOYOUNG
  • and you’re like ?????? what about hi-
  • and ten is like DOYOUNG CAN HELP YOU OMG this is great you two can finally meet and fall in lo- i mean help each other ok ill introduce you right now let me text him
  • you aren’t fast enough to stop ten’s exited hands and before you can grab his phone ten is like sent!!!!!! 
  • and ur like ten,,,i don’t wanna bother him or an-
  • ten: doyoung says he’d love to help!! he’ll meet you in the library at 7
  • and u just sit there,,,,looking at ten whose give u the mOST GIDDY expression
  • and ur like fine ok and u get up and ten is like its gonna be grEAT and ur like,,,,,a little nervous because u,,,,,,have never been around doyoung,,,,,,,,
  • and ur like ten come with m-
  • but then u hear the familiar voice of johnny calling ten over and ten is like id love to but i gtg and johnny comes jogging over like whats going on
  • and ten is like “they’re going on a blind date~ except it’s not blind im hooking them up with doyoung”
  • and you’re like TEN I SWEAR TO GOD WHAT DID U JUST SAY
  • and johnny is like HEY cool doyoung and you would look cu-
  • and ur like so red u can feel it like a damn sunburn on ur face and ur like stomping away before johnny can finish
  • shaking your head and ten is just like LOVE WILL BLOSSOM
  • but ur just likea mess in ur head because this dumb speech,,,,dumb ten,,,,dumb e m o t i o n s because once u come to terms with the fact that u have to see doyoung
  • like up close ,,,, and personal,,,,,,,,,,
  • ur heart cant stop doing leaps,,,,,,,,,,how c*rny 
  • and 7 comes around much faster than expected and you’re in the library,,,,sure that doyoung wont be there right on time-
  • but he is,,,,,of course he is
  • and he’s sitting there,,,,,striped button down,,,,neatly laid out notebook and pen,,,,,,pretty side profile as he looks over something on is phone,,,,and wow his hands,,,fingers so long and pretty
  • ok snap out of it cmon
  • and somehow you manage to force yourself to go over there,,,,,doyoung looks up and you feel your legs turn to jello as he smiles and stands up as well putting his hand out to shake yours and introduce himself
  • LIKE you don’t know who he is but u stummer out ur own response and doyoung sits back down and puts his hands together and is like well! speech writing is tough but ive given a couple of them so i think i can be of use to u!
  • and ur like,,,,,not even sure what to say because what the HECK he makes u so nervous and its like chill he’s just another person,,,,a goofy person according to ten,,,,,,,,
  • but doyoung just smiles kindly and goes “is there anything you specifically need help with?”
  • and before you can even think you just blurt out; “ i can’t,,,,,,,,,talk”
  • and doyoung blinks but lets out a small laugh,,,,covering his mouth with his hand and he’s like “well yes you can, you just did. also,,,”
  • he leans over the table a bit and ur heart literally goes ! and he motions to his lips and he’s like “you have a mouth, and you can make noise, so i think you’re good on that. any other problems?”
  • and you’re like,,,,,dsfklsf,,,,,,,,, “i,,,,i just cant do it in front of people,,,,,lots of people.”
  • doyoung sits back and with a knowing nod says that that is a problem for a lot of people,,,,,but that instead of worrying about that you should first work on writing the speech
  • embarrassingly you admit that you havent and doyoung just grins and is like that’s why im here to help, so tell me about your class
  • and yes,,,,you’re nervous,,,,,but doyoung somehow makes it really easy for you to explain what you want to do because he’s ,,,,, just so good at making things understandable
  • and he’s ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, sweet
  • a part of you had always just assumed he’d be the kind of straightforward, blunt, cold kind of personality
  • but even with his slight jokes and his corrections and critique like,,,,doyoung isn’t mean or even off-putting
  • and your nervousness isn’t about asking him for help or even the speech anymore,,,,,it’s more of just,,,,,,,,,,,that feeling of a crush,,,,
  • when it hits ten though doyoung apologizes and says he has to go because of another late study group he has and you shake your head telling him he’s helped you aLOT
  • but before he leaves he pulls out a page from his book and hands it to you,,,,on it is his email and cell and he’s like send me your speech and ill look it over and we can decide another time to meet to talk about it
  • and ur so,,,,shocked you go “you- this isn’t a one time thing?” and doyoung grins again,,,,,,,,,that smile of his,,,,,,,,,,,and he’s like “did ten tell you im some kind of flake? really,,,,that guy,,,,,of course it isn’t a one time thing i said im going to help, right?”
  • and you want to tell him that no no ten has only said that he’s great,,,but you’re still shy and doyoungs smile and kindness is making it even harder to respond 
  • before you know it doyoung is halfway out of the library, turning to wave and you’re so caught up that when you lift your hand to wave back he’s gone
  • and you mumble to yourself that you forgot to thank him,,,,,,you really should
  • ofc the next day ten practically forces you to sit down and tell him e v e r y last detail and you’re like he,,,,,,,,,,,,,,doyoung is nice
  • and ten is like I TOLD YOU he can be a pain in the ass with his sarcastic comments but he has a good heart
  • and ur like,,,,,,,,,,,,ten and ten is like hmm and ur like ten i think ive always had a crush on him like those ‘ill admire u from afar kinda things but ten,,,,oh my god i think i might start liking him seriously if he really is this sweet”
  • and ten damn near spits out his iced coffee but he just grabs your hands and is like YESSSSS I HAVE AWAITED THIS MOMENT 
  • and you’re like wkfgfjr what and he’s like please ur lil crush was more than obvious but wow,,,,,,,,,,,a love on campus,,,,,a tutor and his student,,,,,,,,just like a drama i love it
  • and ur like ten please its not like he’ll like me - and ten is just like shh we just need to wait and see
  • and,,,,doyoung follows up on his promise. even in his tight schedule he finds the time to sit down and read over your speech and send you edits or meet up in person to talk
  • sure a couple of times you’ve had to meet him in the city at one of his internships,,,,,once you had to come over to the orchestra recital hall to talk to him,,,,,,then there was that time you meet outside a hospital???? that apparently doyoung’s brother was working in
  • and ,,,,, every time doyoung never failed to show you how much he was putting effort into really helping you
  • from having you read out loud to him and telling you ways to get over nervousness to fixing small grammar errors and helping with vocabulary
  • you could really see,,,,,,his intellect and social skills and,,,there probably isn’t anyone better on campus to help you than him
  • and finally as the date of your speech approaches doyoung suggests reading the speech in front of him and a couple of friends
  • so you end up all cramped into a small study room,,,,doyoung, ten, johnny, taeyong, yuta, winwin, taeil, mark, haechan, and jaehyun,,,,,and ur hands are shaking a bit 
  • but doyoung reaches out,,,smiling and somehow your body calms down and you go through your whole speech without a single mistake and doyoung is just like wah,,,,do you all see this??? my work has paid off,,,,,,they’re perfect!
  • and he gets up throwing an arm around you and pulling you into his side
  • and ten winks and ur like GFgFDSS
  • but,,,,,,,when you look up to see doyoung looking so happy you can’t help but feel that being right there beside him,,,,,,is a spot you want to keep
  • the day of your speech doyoung sends you a text of encouragement,,,,,a picture of him giving you the thumbs up too and you smile and go into class much more confident than you ever thought you’d be
  • ,,,,,,the speech,,,,,,it’s great
  • you do so well you even manage to surprise your teacher and when you’re out you practically skip out of class,,,,taking your phone out to text doyoung that you did it!!! you got the A!!!!!
  • but,,,,,when you meet up with ten later he kind of bites back his lip when you bring up doyoung because apparently,,,,,,,he’s not feeling to good
  • and you’re like he’s sick??? and ten sighs and is like,,,no it’s just he has this really big speech of his own coming up,,,,it’s for his brothers alumni party,,,,,,,,,he said it wasn’t going to stress him but it turns out a couple of law school recruiters are going to be there so it’s messing a bit with his confidence
  • and you frown,,,,knowing doyoung,,,,,you’ve never seen him falter in his self worth and you decide that he helped you so you’re going to go help him
  • so with ten’s instructions you find yourself in front of doyoungs dorm,,,,a box of white chocolate cake,,,,,,and your heart going a thousand miles an hour
  • and you knock only to hear some kind of noise from the inside and the door opening by itself
  • and you can see doyoung’s shoulders hunched over at his desk and quietly you let yourself be known,,,,doyoung turning around in his chair,,,,bags under his eyes and you’re like “ten,,,,,told me about your speech” and he just waves his hand as if to brush it off
  • and is like “what about you - did it go well?” and you wonder ,,, maybe he didn’t look at his phone,,,,,,didn’t see your text so you nod and you’re like i couldn’t have done it without you
  • and doyoung smiles but its small and wavering and you’re like “doyoung,,,,,i ,,,,,i want to thank you for being there for me and helping me,,,,,,, i,,,,,,”
  • a sudden surge of adrenaline makes you stand a little straighter and you can’t believe you’re going to say this but you do
  • “and i was wondering if we could go ,,,,out ,,,,,on a date,,,,,sometime,,,”
  • you open your mouth to say that you’ll even treat since he’s given you so much of his time but doyoung’s eyes darken
  • and before you can he goes “im sorry. school will always come first for me.”
  • it’s not,,,,,a harsh rejection or anything,,,,,,,,,it isn’t even unexpected
  • but doyoung’s voice sounds so cold and heavy that you cant help but feel choked up,,,,,rather than that embarrassed too,,,,,and you look at him
  • doyoungs eyes shifting to the cake in your hands and then back to your face,,,but for the first time he doesn’t look you in the eyes
  • instead he turns back in his chair, tells you he needs to go back to preparing and that if you could close the door tightly on your way out that’d be good
  • you,,,,,don’t budge for a moment but when you come to you drop the cake on his bed and mumble out “it’s for you.” and do as you’re told, leaving the dorm eyes wet with tears
  • and ten doesn’t believe you when you tell him it,,,,,,,, he says that doesnt sound like doyoung,,,,,like yes he’s always putting school first and whatnot but doyoung would never,,,,,,,,,he’d never be so curt
  • but you just tell ten that there isn’t any use in lying,,,,,,,what would doyoung find in you anyway and ten seems ready to lecture you again but the look on your face makes him stop
  • and you tell ten that it doesn’t matter,,,,,,, a crush isn’t anything anyway
  • the rest of the month goes by slowly,,, you still have lots of your own work to concentrate on and you don’t think about the unanswered text from doyoung 
  • you try not to at least,,, ,and your other friends distract you,,,, ten does his best too and you’re happy even though seeing doyoung on campus still makes your heart sink
  • but you don’t expect that you’d be sitting in study hall one interview and you’d get a call from ten 
  • “can you come down to outside the main faculty building? doyoung - just come ok?”
  • confused you pack your things and make way to the big building at the end of the campus ,,,,, when you call ten and text him where he is there isn’t any response and you furrow your eyebrows wondering what the hell this is about
  • until the door opens and you turn “ten what the he-”
  • doyoung’s tall, lean frame comes stumbling toward you,,,,exhaustion and sadness apparent in his face
  • and you barely get your arms out in time to catch him 
  • the warmth of his face against your neck makes your body react and quietly as he stands there in your arms you ask whats going on
  • and doyoung doesn’t say much,,,face rubbing slightly against your neck and you don’t know what you should do 
  • finally he pulls back and you reach up to fix the hair thats gotten into his eyes
  • doyoung takes your hand though and while looking at you goes; “i was wrong.”
  • and you’re like ???? about what
  • doyoung doesn’t look like he has the words yet and he can’t say anything because the door opens and for the first time before you is gong myung
  • “doyoung, the speech-”
  • you look at him,,,doyoungs eyes squeezing shut and he’s like “brother i can-”
  • but you just grab his shoulders and smile at gong myung telling him doyoung will be back in a couple of minutes
  • slightly confused gong myung disappears back inside and you realize that this is the big alumni speech ten had told you about and you’re like “doyoung,,,,c’mon you’re the one who told me that i can,,,,i can because i can speak and i have a mouth right - so do you doyoung you’re the most eloquent person i have ever met what is going-”
  • your paused with the feeling of doyoung’s lips on yours,,,unmoving he stays like that for a while and your mind blanks
  • doyoung pulls back only to tell you that it’s not the speech,,,it’s the thoughts ,,,,, the thoughts about you
  • about how he blamed school just because he was too scared to just say yes,,,,
  • and you’re not sure what - but then it hits u and you’re like,,,,,,,,doyoung,,,,,,,,nOW iS NOT tHE T ime TO WORRY ABOUT thAT
  • and doyoung is like !?@#@?#$? but i was so mean i did want to go on that date wit-
  • and you’re like OK COOL WE WILL BUT SERIOUSLY ARE YOU BEATING YOURSELF UP OVER THAT 
  • and doyoung is like yES I THOUGHT I HURT YOU
  • and you’re like PLEASE ITS FINE NOW JUST FORGET IT AND GO UP THERE AND MAKE YOUR BROTHER PROUD
  • doyoung’s face brightens,,,,,the sparkle in his eyes returns and you shake your head because god ten was right this,,,,this boy really is kind,,,,,,even behind that constant confidence and laugh,,,he really thinks about the people around him
  • and doyoung is like i can do it. im gonna go in there and kill that speech.
  • and you’re like YES you will!!!! i believe in you!!!!
  • giving a little fist pump doyoung grins and turns to the door,,,only to spin on his heel back to you
  • holding your face with both his hands and kissing you once more before disappearing back inside
  • you wait a bit and your phone goes off with just a winky emoji from ten and you’re like huh but the doors open again and doyoung comes running out
  • arms engulfing you in another hug that leaves you blushing when he pulls back and behind him is a smug looking nct ,,,,, esp ten whose face basically screaming: I SAID SOOO
  • but also gong myung,,,, and you take like three steps away from doyoung because igflkdfsd skinship in front of his brother no no no
  • and gong myung is like “is this the person who made my brother such a mess?” and you’re like,,,,,,,,oh my god how do i answer that
  • and doyoung is like “dont make me bring up your significant other from high school brother.” and gong myung is like WELL I HAVE TO GO NOW
  • and doyoung comes closer and is like “so,,,,about that date? are you free now?”
  • and you’re like akjsfdf shouldnt you go with your brother and all the important alumn-
  • and doyoung shrugs and is like “i think my speech blew them away, now i have to mysteriously disappear and keep them guessing - right?”
  • you almost outright roll your eyes at the thought but also,,,,,you ARE free,,,,,,so,,,,,
  • taeyong as he watches you and doyoung giggling together: thank god he found someone to distract him
  • ten: i agree,,,,but also isn’t seeing him happy making you kinda happy ;)
  • taeyong: suddenly i cant read and i must go bye
  • anyway doyoung and you go grab some drinks and take a walk at a nearby park,,,,,even though it’s simple it’s kind of the perfect first date
  • doyoung insists that he’ll take you somewhere better but he needs time to plan and you’re like it’s ok,,,,these kinds of things are my favorite
  • and he smiles a bit and you’re like,,,,you’re thinking of something arent you?
  • and reaching out for your hand doyoung whispers “these kinds of things,,,,,,like just being by each others side?”
  • and you bite back your lip,,, stuttering because,,,,,,,ok,,,,,,,how can he just boldly say that?!?!?!
  • but doyoung finds it adorable and pulls you closer and is like “i like it too, i like having you here. when you weren’t around anymore,,,,,,it felt,,,,,empty.”
  • and ok ten is like,,,,,,,,,he is your biggest fan he literally sits you and doyoung down the next day and is like “i bless this marriage” “ten we aren’t-” “i bless this marriage but doyoung oh my god if you do anything to hurt them i will personally shave your head in your sleep and leak every video i have of you singing in the shower do not test me.”
  • but everyone else is happy too,,,,,yuta is like DAMN i didnt expect this and doyoung is like why not and yuta is like because you’re so uptight about everything. mr school is my life. mr school is my significant other. mr. school and i kissed for the first ti-
  • doyoung with his hand over yutas mouth: we geT IT narcisist nakamoto 
  • the only normal one about the situation is taeil but he’s also like be careful doyoung is sly~ a real playboy~
  • and you’re like really?!??!
  • and winwin is like yEAH all the old ladies from the campus cafeteria say hes the perfect son in law. he has all of them swooned.
  • you; oh. you meant that kind of playboy LOL
  • doyoung is,,,,everything you expect him to be as a boyfriend: caring, and helpful
  • but,,,,also too caring + helpful sometimes with the way he keeps shrugging off his blazer or cardigan to throw around your shoulders because the library is cold or switching out your soda for water because we need to stay healthy
  • but he’s doing it from a place of love,,,he really is
  • teaches you note taking tricks and when he takes you supply shopping he’s like “you are super special to me which is why im telling you where to get the best highlighters in seoul and you cannot tell ANYONE. A N  Y O N E.”
  • doyoung’s fashion sense doesn’t change,,,, not even on dates to the movies or amusement parks or the beach
  • like you and the guys planned to do some night time fireworks and everyone showed up in basically their pajamas but doyoung? nope. the oxfords were still on,,,,,even in the goddamn sand
  • but doyoung,,,, is the life of the party he really makes everyone laugh and you,,,,,,,,get to have inside jokes with him
  • that always leave you laughing till your stomach hurts and doyoung has to pull you into his lap and apologize and ur like ,,,babe im not just laughing because it’s FUNNY and he’s like YES but im too funny. im too powerful. you need to control me
  • and you’re like blushing and somewhere johnny is probably like “i taught him that” JKJK 
  • doesn’t look like the type but is totally a late-night snacker
  • you two will sometimes meet just to eat convenience store bread and chips and talk about how college is the WORST with your legs entwined on the bench outside of the law department
  • and it’s like midnight no one is on campus but you and doyoung are perfectly ok in the dark munching away your problems together
  • doyoung thinks flowers are the most romantic thing and if he ever goes into the city and comes back he always comes back with flowers
  • and they’re different every time and you always get shy when he gives them to you because everyone around you is like ooooooo and doyoung is so proud of himself and you,,,,just melt how is he so cute
  • once,,,just to see his reaction,,, you brought him flowers and you gave them to him after class and it was his turn to get all shy and it was the best moment ever
  • you made taeil record the whole thing and whenever doyoung gets cheeky you just bring up the video and you’re like look. look here. you’re a giant cute baby dont even argue. look ur ears turned cherry red
  • isn’t a big clothing sharer but he wears glasses when studying sometimes so you steal them every now and then to wear and ,,,, doyoung thinks you look so cute in them that he just lets it happen tbh
  • sometimes though he’ll start an argument over it just to be like “let’s settle it with a tickle fight”,,,,,he just wants to tickle you tbh
  • doyoung sometimes narrates what you do to make you blush like if you’re doing some work on your laptop he’ll be like “and they look at the screen,,,concentrated,,,focused,,,looking hot and smart. i would kiss them if they weren’t so busy,,,” and it gets u everytime 
  • because you turn to look at him and doyoung leans over to get a kiss and ur like AH IM TRYING TO WORK and doyoung is like well switch of your cuteness then i cannot help myself 
  • sometimes he talks to himself and you love it like you love doyoungs voice so much,,,,
  • like when u just had a crush you thought it was nice but now it’s just music to your ears honestly
  • has pet names for you and calls you them in public because doyoung likes to show of your relationship
  • not corny enough for couple sweaters or anything but couple phone wallpapers are a must
  • admitted that he said to one of his professors that ever since he fell in love he’s kind of grown an interest in romantic novels and you’re like wait wait fell in love 
  • and doyoung is like yeah,,,,,i love you,,,is that not obvious?
  • and you almost fell out of your chair,,,, but,,,, you love him too of course,,,
  • you always tell his not to cover his laugh because he has a habit of putting his hand in front of is mouth and you’re like,,,,,,,,i love your smile and laugh dont hide it
  • and doyoung ,,,,, when you compliment him its like the whole world is just the two of you and doyoung just wants to hold you in his arms because ugh he loves you so damn much
  • doyoung is a good talker but he’s an even better kisser
  • and kisses turn from innocent pecks on each others lips while you’re over at his dorm to full blow make outs with doyoungs big hands under your shirt
  • and the books thrown off his desk,,,him standing between your legs and the feeling of your lip between his teeth,,,,
  • doyoung does have a soft spot,,,his spine,,,,and when you settle kisses down it it makes him shiver and he becomes so cutely submissive,,,,,
  • sometimes you’ll sneak up from behind and kiss right below the back of his neck and seriously doyoung almost faints LOL
  • he likes to cook for you if he has time,,,,he cant cook a lot but he has some dishes and also he looks so cute because he always hums to himself and its just,,,,,,,,,so nice and sweet of him
  • you guys vibe so well with each other that just walking around for hours without going anywhere is exciting for you two
  • just looking at the scenery, holding hands, and talking,,,,,makes you two happy
  • ten tells doyoung that you used to think he was stoic and mean and ur like tEN and doyoung is like really?????? do you still think that??? do you not love me???
  • and you have to kiss him like 9403 times before he stops whining and bringing it up and ur like side eyeing ten for this whose just like WHAT I THOUGHT HE SHOULD KNOW
  • plays his flute when he’s stressed and you keep pestering him to teach you but seriously ever since you started dating its too hard to do anything when you’re around each other because you’re both so in love that it just turns mushy and its like yes teach me how to play the flute but also come here and cuddle me kinda situation
  •  taeyong secretly misses all of doyoungs attention but at the same time he thinks you make doyoung a lot brighter and better and hes thankful,,,,,,,,,like really thankful
  • doyoung is the kind of boyfriend who when you trip over something he doesnt hide laughter but he helps you back up and scolds the twig you tripped over for hurting you LOL 

taeyong | yutabangtan | vixx | monsta x | got7 + kard + amber | seventeen

Imagine : Being Hope Mikaelson’s Twin and Kol blames the Family for constantly ignoring you (part 2)

I am sorry for not having this sooner please forgive me senpai 

Originally posted by beverlyslaurel




Young! Reader x Father ! Klaus

Young! Reader x Uncle!Kol




It had been a week since the incident with the Kidnapping . So far every one is slightly shaken up that something like that can happen to their dear hope. Or well every one would if Kol would forget about the person who was actually tortured like everyone else did to  Y/N .


She hadn’t really spoken much since the incident . But her screams in the night , showed her true emotions .


But it seemed like tonight was not one of those nights thankfully. Kol didn’t know how much longer he could stay calm , her leg was healing nicely.  Well nicely enough when your ankle is fraktured


The originals tried to give her blood but every time she would pretend to drink it or just not enough to heal her completly.



But she was healing as her family tended to Hope’s crying. Kol watches at (y/n( , whom gasps as her sister nearly falls on the steps but doesn’t move from her seat . “Hello darling How are you ,” he says walking up to her. “I am fine uncle Kol , how are you ?” He could tell she was trying to be happy but her smile didn’t reach her eyes or heart.



“Come on love you can’t be sad forever . I am sure your parents were al–”


“Already taking care of Hope and tending her needs . Its fine Uncle Kol , they were just to busy doing other things . they couldn’t focus on me and Hope. I am just glad You we’re there for me when I needed you ” she then gave Kol a hug making him smile for the little girls sake , but he knew deep down its was going to take more than a hug to comfort the young child . 


“ hey get dressed Aunty Davina wanted to give you a check up ” he says, making a smile whip onto the small girls face as she goes to prepare with her  crutches in hand to support her body.

“So do you intend to steal away my daughter every time something happens to her ,” scowled Klaus.


“I told you already Niklaus . it isn’t stealing if she want to Come with me . It’s not like.your trying to.do you job when it comes to taking care.  Of her .” kol says. “I am taking her to the cauldron to see Davina wanted to check on her leg . ” he continues.


“Do you intend to take her to some outsider , when Freya is hear with more magic and  knowledge,” he says, as his anger rises.“Thou Davina isn’t as powerful Freya. She is more around and loving to her” 

  ” Is that so brother then tell me who is the person that helps wrap (Y/n( bandages when  Hayley isn’t around , or when Y/n needs help reaching her courtches.“


"Y/n wouldn’t even need crouthes if you even batted an eye at the girl. You fear they will both push you away when they grow up. But they have nothing to push away if you don’t care for the both of them ,” Kol says walking up to Klaus . Both of them were so angry they didn’t notice that Y/n walking into the room.


“ If its such a problem that I go out with Uncle Kol then I won’t go. No need to fight over anyone . ” she said then makes her way back to her room leaving the two grown men alone .

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“Oh its you,” she said walking into the room . “Must be  horrible being a human . You know only to live ,survive only to be killed ” she says.

“What do you want Hope” Y/n says holding on to her sketch book. “What can’t I just come and check on my twin” she Scowls at the word . 


“I mean after all I need to be a bigger person here,"she pushes off Y/n’s crutches from the bed and snatches her sketch book from  her .

"Hey what the fuck,” Y/n said as Hope sits down and Klaus comes to the room.  Klaus gasps at Y/n words.

“So you expect to go out with Kol ,with that kind of language ,” he yells walking up the the human child as tears brim Hope’s eyes .


 "You and I are going to talk about this ,“ he said walking away with the fake crying Hope from the room . Y/n glares at her twins walking form and sighs knowing that they won’t believe her story .


Y/n POV


I take a deep breath trying to calm my nerves but nothing is working.  "Little brat” I say noticing that my sketches were all torn out .  I place the now empty sketch book on the bed side table . 


I was about to try and pick up my crutches when Uncle Elijah and Klaus walks into the room and locks the  door.  "Y/n please tell me what your father heard you say isn’t true ?“  Uncle Elijah asks. 


Uncle Elijah was always there for me when Uncle Kol wasn’t around or in this families case awake or alive. I could tell he wanted to give me the benefit of the doubt but he knew I would be lying to him .



"Hello Y/n I believe your Uncle asked you ”


“Yes Uncle Elijah I did curse at Hope ,” I said cutting off ‘my father ’ if I can even call him that . He is more like the sperm donor who didn’t leave the baby mama.  Yeah that’s it.


“And what was this reason you attacked your sister,”

“Its not an attack all I said was 'what the fuck’ is exactly like say ’ what the heck’,” I say staring dead at them.


“Are you sure that is all you said ,” said Klaus



“Are you sure you have sensitive hearing cause you sure don’t act like it ,” I cross my arms , making Klaus huff in anger . “Y/n you are not allowed to go read or practice magic . When you go to school . You go and come right back . Nor are you allowed to meet Davina at all or go to Marcellus ,”

I felt like my was heart being stabbed repeatedly . “ wha- are – Fine ,” I say knowing that arguing with the two of them is useless. Everything I loved to do and take it.  


Yet if it was Hope they would let her off with a warning . I release a sigh as they walk out the room with not another word . Yes I know what I did was wrong –


My thoughts were interupted when I notice Uncle Kol walk into the room . “Hi Uncle Coco ,” I say as he picks up my crutches from the ground and leans them on my bed side tables. “I heard what happened ,”

“Not like you wouldn’t someone would off told you eventually,” I say , my sounded sad and defeated but its not like my voice should be for from it cause of everything .


“It wasn’t such a nice thing you said to Hope . ” he sits down onto my bed . I look down to my F/c bed sheets   . “If you heard what she said you would think what I said would be angelic ,” I say leaning on my head board .

“And what would that be darling ,”


“She said my purpose in life is to grow only to killed only to be killed .”  the feeling of wanting to cry engulfed me . My own sister wanted me dead . and doesn’t even think off me as a person. 


“My sisters thinks I am made to die . Maybe those people who has kidnapped me should of killed me , or better yet  ” I didn’t notice tears were coming out my eyes until Uncle Kol pulled me into his arms. Thou I am with him I feel alone .


 * Maybe I should kill me self* I thought as he rubs my back. *But  I can let Uncle Kol know my plan * I thought hugging him back. “ Are you OK little bird ” he said putting his chin on my head. I wipe my tears and snuggle into his chest . “Yeah I am fine ” I said knowing I won’t be able to bother anyone any more .

ferrari || shawn mendes

a/n: the longest imagine I’ve ever written - here ya go! [a re-upload, here’s why]
synopsis: bad boy shawn’s got a sport’s car based surprised for her
warnings: smut - nsfw, all that

Originally posted by shawnthecutest


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Chromatic.

Series:Yoongi | Jin | Jimin | Namjoon | Jungkook | Taehyung

Genre: Angst, but a happy ending; Soulmate!AU where you lose color vision when you meet your soulmate

Pairing: Hoseok X Reader

Word Count: 3.3K

Originally posted by jitonic

“Which color is this?”

You glance over at the thing your mother is pointing at, and shake your head at it in disgust.

“Ew, no.” You say, tugging her away from the hideously colored, zesty orange scarf, “That is gonna look absolutely terrible on you—don’t buy it.”

“Relax.” Your mother rolls her eyes, still letting you guide her to the… safer section of the store, “It’s not like your Dad’s going to mind, sweetheart.”

“Yes, but,” You shrug defeatedly, “That’s because Dad can’t see how hideous the color is. I still can.”

“I thank you for the sentiment, honey.”

“Anytime.”

The two of you share a private grin, before your mother hums delicately and busies herself looking through racks and racks of shirts, feeling the material absently. You only watch, noting to yourself sadly how she frowns confusedly at certain shirts of the same design, but different colors. You sigh then, propelling yourself forward.

“Take this one.” You push the plum colored shirt back onto the rack, and press the maroon one into her hands, “It suits you better.”

“Oh, thank you sweetheart.” She says gratefully, smiling gently at you, “What on earth would I do without you?”

“I ask myself that every day.” You mutter to yourself as you watch her make for the changing rooms, “Indeed, what would you do?”

Sighing, you take out your phone, trying to preoccupy yourself with one of your apps so that you can pass the time away. No matter how much you play, though, you can’t get your mind off your mother’s predicament.

Why on earth would people actively look for their soulmates, if their vision turns grey the second they do? What on earth would possess them, for them to do that? It doesn’t…it just doesn’t make sense.

Your mother comes back, by then, clothes bundled up in the shopping bag. You take it from her and, sighing at the ugly orange scarf at the bottom of the pile, make your way to the cash counter with her so that you can pay.

“Good morning Ma’am!”

You trace the countertop idly as your mom exchanges pleasantries with some guy behind the computer. You don’t look up, not until your mom nudges at you to hand her wallet over. Fishing it out, you present it to her, before lazily trailing your eyes upward, locking on surprised cocoa brown ones, before everything turns grey.

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New Canon Theory Time

AKA: I think Luna saved Noctis? And definitely Ignis.

Now. Here me out. Maybe this is delusional, but I think that Luna was the one who spurred Ignis into saving Noctis. 

Well. Kind of. 

It could be that I am desperate to give Luna some agency against the gods, and this may be it.

This was written on Dec 14th, 2017 10:32:28pm Japan Standard Time. 

I do not wish my theories to be reproduced, especially by a certain youtuber who has ALREADY stolen from me before. (Yeah. I remember you stealing my shit. My fingernails are still in some of the pictures you STOLE.)

Here we go….

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Did you wish that was you? // Shawn Mendes

Overview: Y/n has been in love with her best friend Shawn, she finally gets the courage to tell him but instead she finds him kissing another girl. He tracks her down and their feelings are revealed. 

Authors note: okay so this is not a request but I got some inspo last night and I really just wanted to write something 


“If you don’t say anything, Shawn’s never going to realise how his best friend is so in love with him,” Shay tells me, curling the last strand of her hair before flicking it over her shoulder. Her eyes meet mine in the bathroom mirror.

“There’s no point. We have a great thing going and if I told him how I really felt- it would just ruin our whole friendship.” I scowl, annoyed at my lack of faith in myself to just tell Shawn how I feel.

“Y/n. I swear you may be book smart but you are not boy smart.” She giggles and I look at her questionably. 

“Excuse you, but I have a lot of knowledge on boys-”

“Oh honey,” Shay coos, patting my hand that was resting on the bench. “You both are actually so cute.” 

“What do you mean?” I start to pack up the make up brushes that Shay had been using.

“You’re into him. He’s definitely into you. You’re both too scared to tell each other how you feel. It pains me to watch the both of you together.” 

“He’s not into me.” I don’t look at her but I feel her turn to look at me. 

“Alright, listen. Tonight at the party. Shawn is going to be there and so are you. You’re going to go right up to him and tell him how you feel.” She holds my shoulders in a tight grip, forcing me to meet her eyes. “He leaves for tour day after next so if things really fuck up you won’t have to see him- deal?”

I nod hesitantly, stomach flipping at the prospect of what I was about to do.

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anonymous asked:

can you do another one were tony is deaged but the other avengers are too? and only tony is a good boy and the rest isnt.. Peter takes care of Tony and loves it

TINY TONY PART 1


“Fury what do you want?” asks Peter when he gets the call.

Its not uncommon for Fury to call them, because lately the avengers work together with guardians.

Peter isn’t so sure about the avengers. He doesn’t like most of them. They don’t seem like a team and even less like a family.

But he likes Tony.

“We have a situation here.” answers Nick shortly and then ends the call. Peter groans.

“Rocket!” he yells and a moment later Rocket shows up.

“Aye.”

“I’m going back to earth. Wait for my call. I think its better if i go first and see whats up.” explains Peter and when Rocket nods, he starts searching for his suit.

He hates jobs on earth.

*

“You are kidding me.” says Peter when he stands in the communal living room of the stark tower.

“Do i look like i make jokes?” asks Phil Coulson and Peter shakes his head.

On Coulson’s lap is a little child that looks like a mini Barton. Oh god.

“How many are now.. childs?” asks Peter and looks at Romanoff who sits next to Coulson. She can’t be older than three years.

“Agent Barton, Agent Romanoff, Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes and Stark.” says Coulson and Peter sighs.

“And what do you want me to do?” asks Peter because they can’t be serious.

Fury coughs.

“You are on babysitting duty. Agent Coulson takes Clint and Natasha in his care. Mr. Wilson already has Rogers and Barnes. And you get the grand prize. Stark.” says Fury and he even turns around.

“Wait. Why should i babysit him?” asks Peter. He isn’t good with kids. He could…kill him.

“Because i just said so. You can all stay here in the Tower. Agent Hill has already some rooms for all of you. In every room are also some things for the … kids.”

And with that Fury is gone.

“Is he kidding me?” asks Peter again and Coulson laughs.

“Have fun. I bet Stark is crazy as kid.” says Coulson and leaves with Clint and Natasha.

Great.

*

“Jarvis where is Tony?” asks Peter and he sighs. Jarvis takes him up to his room where Tony should be.

If he is being honest, he is afraid. What if Tony is really crazy?

Peter opens the door to his and Tonys room for the next days and sees that Tony sits on the ground. He is already dressed in a onesie with little stars on it.

“Tony?” asks Peter and at that the toddler looks up.

“Do you know who i am?” asks Peter than and Tony still looks at him. He doesn’t seem to recognize him.

“Papa!” says Tony then and holds his hands up. Peter shakes his head.

“Oh no I’m not your Papa, I’m Peter.” answers Peter and oh god. He wants to go home.

Tony looks down sadly. He even sniffles.

“Whats wrong?” asks Peter and kneels down beside Tony.

“N-nobody wants Tony.” whispers Tony then and he sniffles again. A few tears drop on the carpet.

“Oh sweetie. Thats not true.” answers Peter and he feels bad for Tony.

“All kids are gone. Everybody got a family but me.” says Tony and Peter sighs.

So Tony can’t remember who he is and he can’t remember that Steve and the others are normally adults, too. Great. But he saw how Sam picked Steve and Bucky and how Coulson took Clint and Natasha. They left Tony here alone.

“No no! I’m here to take care of you!” says Peter and smiles gently. Tony gasps at that.

“Why?” asks Tony and Peters heart breaks.

“Because i really like you.” whispers Peter and Tony looks up with his big brown eyes.

“Oh.” says Tony and Peter smiles.

“So Uncle Peter will take care of you, would you like that?” asks Peter and Tony giggles.

“Yes please.” he says sweetly and Peter coos. God he is so cute. So Peter picks him up and looks around.

“Well where do we start…”

*

“And how is it, Quill? Bet Stark is the real horror.” says Coulson the next morning when Peter sits in the kitchen.

“Fine.” grumbles Peter back. It makes him angry that they all talk about Tony like that.

“Noooooo.” screams Natasha now when Coulson wants to give her some from her breakfast. Clint is already throwing his food on the ground. Peter laughs.

He deserves that.

Peter finishes his breakfast and stands up. He needs to get Tony so his little one can eat something too.

“Good morning baby.” says Peter when he enters their room. Tony is still laying in bed. Fast asleep.

Peter chuckles and then goes over to him. Carefully he strokes Tonys dark curls and Tonys huffs a bit. He sucks lazily on his pacifier.

“You need to wake up bambino.” says Peter and Tony rubs his eyes sleepily.

“Petey?” asks Tony muffled around his pacifier. Peter chuckles.

“Yes and i have food for you!” says Peter and at that Tony opens his eyes and spits the pacifier out.

“Nanas?” he asks and Peter nods.

“Of course there are bananas.” says Peter and picks Tony up.

“But i need to change you first.” announces Peter and Tony groans.

“No!” he says but its not angry. Peter kisses him on the cheek.

“Oh yes. And you can even pick your outfit.” answers Peter and Tony gasps.

“Wanna be a g-g…. man from the moon like you!” says Tony and he seems really excited.

“A guardian. Of course i see what i can find.” says Peter and Tony smiles at him. He is such a cute child. How could Coulson and Fury only think that he would be horrible.

*

15 Minutes later Peter carries Tony into the kitchen. Its a mess. He can hear Bucky and Steve screaming. And Natasha is still crying. Wonderful.

“Loud.” says Tony and puts his hands over his ears.

Peter nods.

“I know. Its okay hm? We need to get some food in that little tummy.” says Peter and tickles Tony.

Tony giggles loudly at that. He wears a onesie with a spaceship on it and Peter wrote “Little Guardian” on the front. Tony loved it.

“Hungry Petey.” says Tony and Peter puts him in a highchair. Tony looks a bit confused at that, but he doesn’t say anything.

“And what do we say, sweetie?” asks Peter and takes Tonys little bowl.

“Please.” says Tony sweetly and Peter gives him the bowl. Tony takes the spoon and starts eating. Peter smiles.

“How did you do that?” asks Sam now and Peter grins.

“How did i do what?” asks Peter back and he sees how shyly Tony looks at Sam. He even squirms in his seat.

“He is so polite and….good.” says Sam and Peter glares at him.

“Of course he is! And whats up with your ….boys?” asks Peter and Sam shrugs.

“They don’t sleep. They won’t eat. I don’t know.” says Sam and Peter could help him. But he doesn’t want to.

Tony uses this moment to spill some of his pudding. It falls on his onesie and Tony looks down.

“Oh no.” he whispers and in the next moment he cries. Sam grins a bit. But Peter rushes over to him.

“Hey no. Don’t cry, bambino.” says Peter and Tony struggles not to cry even harder.

“S-sorry. I didn’t mean t-to.” says Tony and his underlip wobbles. Peter shushes him and kisses his curls.

“Don’t worry. Its just a onesie, hm? I will change you. Nothing happened.” whispers Peter and Tony sniffles.

“R-really?” he asks and Peter nods.

“Course. Everything is alright. I’m gonna clean you up and if you want i can feed you?” asks Peter and Tony gasps.

“I’m too big for that!” he says and Peter laughs.

“How old are you exactly?” asks Sam who still stands with them.

“Two and 5 months.” says Tony and he holds up two fingers. Peter coos again. He is so sweet. Peter takes a washcloth and wipes Tony a bit cleaner.

“And you aren’t too big for that. If you want it then i’ll do it.” says Peter and Tony nods shyly.

“Please.” he says again and Sam smiles.

“God he is the cutest baby on the world.” says Sam and Peter nods.

“He really is.” he says and holds the spoon up for Tony. Tony eats from the spoon, rubs at his tummy and smiles again.

Yep. The cutest baby ever.

*

“Tony i have a surprise for you.” says Peter when they are in their room again. He had found it in one of the cardboards.

“For me?” asks Tony and looks excited.

“Of course. Because you are so good.” says Peter and holds the stuffed animal up. Its a little Raccoon.

Tonys eyes sparkle.

Peter holds the stuffed animal out for him, but Tony doesn’t take it.

“You can have it. You aren’t too big for that either.” says Peter and this time Tony takes it. He cuddles it agains his cheek.

“Its so fluffy!” he gasps and kisses the raccoon on the nose. Peter smiles down at him.

“We could pick a name together, hm?” asks Peter and kneels down beside Tony.

Tony frowns and seems to think really hard about that. Peter strokes his curls again.

“What about Rocket?” asks Peter and laughs. Tony shakes his head.

“ ’s not a good name for a ra-ra-ccon?” Tony tries the word and Peter has to laugh again.

“No you are right what was Uncle Peter thinking.”

“Eddy?” asks Tony then and Peter laughs.

“Thats a very good name.” he says and Tony nods very seriously.

“Hello Eddy. I’m Tony.” says Tony then and shakes the stuffed animals hand. Peter can’t help it he need to film this.

*
“Do you want to play with the others?” asks Peter a few hours later, when they are all in the living room. Bucky and Steve are playing with some cars. Natasha is sleeping on the couch and Clint is busy playing with some dolls.

Tony shrugs. He sits on Peters lap and cuddles with Eddy.

“I bet it will be fun.” says Peter and carefully sets Tony down.

“Otay.” whispers Tony around his pacifier and he crawls over to Clint..

“Can i play?” he asks Clint and puts Eddy next to him.

“No.” says Clint and he even pushes Eddy away. Before Peter can react to that, Tony nods. His underlip wobbles but he takes Eddy and kisses his nose.

“ ’s okay Eddy.” he whispers and then looks at Bucky and Steve.

“We don’t want to play with you, Baby!” says Steve and this time Tony sits down and cries. Peter is there in a second.

“Wilson! Coulson!” he says angrily and picks Tony up.

“Steve we don’t say something like that!” says Sam and he seems angry at that, too. Coulson takes Clints dolls away.

In exactly ten seconds Clint and Steve start crying. And a moment later Bucky starts crying, too.

Peter groans.

“Hey its okay bambino. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Tony sniffles. It takes Peter half an hour to calm him down.

*

Later that night he comes with some dinner for him and Tony in their room and sees the little one on the ground with Eddy.

“ ’s okay Eddy. Nobody liked me before.” says Tony and wipes some tears away.

Peter nearly throws the food on the ground.

*

The next days he spends all his time with Tony. And he always makes sure that Tony feels loved.

Tony giggles the whole week. He is always happy and never says no or breaks something. He is just a cute little boy who needs attention.

The guardians show up on friday and Tony adores them.

“What is that in his hand?” asks Rocket and Tony holds Eddy up.

“Thats baby you!” giggles Tony and Rocket growls.

“A Raccoon stuffed animal? Really?” he asks Peter who only shrugs. Tony giggles.

“Tony what did you told me when i said we should name the raccoon rocket.” asks Peter and grins.

“ ’s not a good name for a raccoon.” giggles Tony and Rocket gasps.

“What did he say?” asks Rocket and Tony taps his nose.

“ but ’s good name for you.” says Tony and Rocket stops for a moment.

“Why are you so cute?” asks Rocket then and Tony shrugs.

“Am i cute?” he asks and Peter nods.

And how cute he is!

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“Shawn!” She calls out. She waits a second for him to respond but hears nothing. “Shawn!” She calls louder. 

The music on goes softer and she thinks that he’s heard her. But then nothing.

“Shawn.” She says one more time, out of patience. 

“Give me a few minutes.” He says, yelling from his studio.

“No.” She says, fed up, “I need you now.” 

She’s standing on the counter, trying to get the china down. His parents were coming over for dinner, and she wants to impress Karen. So she’s making a big meal of Pasta with a side salad and garlic bread. 

“Hold on.” He calls back. 

“Shawn.” She says, the plates she’s holding getting heavier. 

“WAIT!” He growls, startling her. He’s been distant and moody lately but he hasn’t been that aggressive. 

The plates are getting heavier, her fingers are slipping. She can’t help it, her fingers give out and she drops the stack of plates to the ground. They crash to the floor causing a huge boom and sound of shattering ceramic. She yelps as a piece bounces off the side of the counter cutting her foot. 

Shawn comes tumbling out of his studio, running towards the sound she had just made. He looks scared, eyes wide searching for her.

He wants to know what just happened, and more importantly that she’s okay.

She stand’s there, on the counter, looking at her foot that is now bleeding. 

“What the fuck?” He asks breathless.

“Thanks for the help.” She sneers at him.

“This is my fault?” He asks, confused.

“I was calling you for a fucking reason Shawn, not to just see your annoying ass face.” 

“Hey.” He says, gaze softening. A little hurt at what she just said. 

“And now all our China, fucking ruined.” She groans looking at the floor. 

He stares at her, she never curses as much as she is right now. But she has completely lost her patience with him. He is always in the fucking studio, and never is around when she needs him. He’s more at home when he’s on tour. 

“What the fuck am I going to serve our dinner on? You mom is coming for dinner, she got us the fucking China.” She wipes her face, so stressed out. 

The idea of Karen finding out that the super expensive China she had specially picked out and paid for is now a shattered mess on the floor is giving her anxiety. 

“We’ll just get some more.” He shrugs.

“She’ll know Shawn, she’ll fucking know.” She hisses at him.

“Why are you angry with me?”

“Because you’re never fucking here!” She screams at him.

“What are you talking about, I’m right here.”

“Yeah? Then why is our China a fucking shattered mess on the fucking floor? Why? Oh yeah because you were here to grab it from me when I called for you four fucking times. Or when I asked you to pick up the groceries but you ‘forgot, sorry was at the studio babe’,” She mocks him. “Making me have to leave work early so I could go get the groceries.” 

“I’m sorry.” He shrugs.

“But you’re not.” She sighs, getting even more pissed off that he doesn’t seem to care. “And then I ask you to help me make dinner because, well your mom’s coming and I wanted your help so I didn’t fuck it up myself, But it was ‘Gonna finish this song, but you got it.’ so here we are. I haven’t even started on the food, our dishes are a fucking mess on our floor and your family is gonna be here in less than twenty minutes.” 

“Y/n.” He says looking up at her, she’s still standing on the counter, foot still bleeding. 

“Can you help me down, my foot is fucking killing me.” She says, eyes fierce.

“Christ Babe, you’re bleeding.” He says finally looking down at her foot. He walks over, shoes still on, walking over the dishes on the floor. He picks her up bridal style taking her to the bathroom so she doesn’t bleed on the carpet. He starts to tend to her foot but she is still pissed.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” She hisses. 

“You’re bleeding.” He says like that fixes everything. Like is magically makes her anger go away. 

“I need you to get the fuck out of this bathroom.” She says staring up at him, he looks at her with concern in his eyes. “I need you to figure out dinner, I honestly don’t care anymore. Your mom can think I’m the biggest fuck up of a wife, that’s cool. I just need five minutes.” 

“You are not a fuck up of a wife.” He immediately says with hurt eyes.

“Well it feels like it, can you please just leave me alone.”

“No way am I leaving you alone, Babe what did you say?” 

“Shawn.” She says growing frustrated again. “We need to at least have food for your family. We don’t have time for you to sit here and try to make me feel better because that’s not gonna fucking work. If you don’t get food then at least clean up the kitchen.” 

“Y/n.” He lingers, she can tell that he’s not sure what to do. He hates when she feels bad about herself, and does whatever he can to make her feel better, but she’s telling him to leave. He just looks so lost. 

“GO Shawn!” She says pointing at the door. He takes a little bit but walks out of the bathroom. She sighs and hangs her head, really wanting to cry. 

She almost let yourself cry, she almost let a tear fall. She doesn’t cry though. She knows that if she starts crying she’ll be seen as weak and not strong enough for him. 

She tries to attempt to stop the bleeding from her foot, wrapping it with bandages. She can hear the Mendes clan walk into the house, asking about her.

She stands to go greet them but when she does she starts to feel faint. She leans against the door, taking in deep breaths, trying to get the black that’s crowding her vision to go away. 

“Y/n?” Aaliyah asks, trying to find her. She doesn’t have enough energy to call out to her. But she finds Y/n anyway. “Y/n?” She asks, more worried now. She rushes to Y/n’s side.

 “Liyah.” She choke out, her head now pounding.

“What’s wrong? Why is there blood on the floor?” 

“Liyah I don’t feel good.” She’s nauseous now. 

“Y/n?” Aaliyah asks. She can feel yourself slipping. The grip on reality starting to fade away. She starts leaning into Liyah, not being able to support herself anymore.

“Shawn!” Aaliyah calls out, as she stumbles with Y/n to the ground. She’s moving the hair out of Y/n’s face, fanning her. “SHAWN!” She screams, as Y/n closes her eyes, suddenly super tired.

“What? What’s wrong? Y/n?” He asks. He rushes to her side. “What the fuck happened?”

“I don’t know, I walked in and she was like barely standing and then told me she wasn’t feeling good. Shawn why is there blood on the floor?”

“Jesus, we need to go to the hospital. Tell dad to start my jeep.” He says barking orders. “Baby, I’m here. I’m here now.” He says to her. She can feel him start to pick her up, holding her to his chest. He’s whispering that she’s okay, but she can’t tell if its for her or for him. 

“Shawn? What’s going on? Oh my god Y/n” She can hear Karen. She clutches Shawn’s shirt, trying to stay awake. 

“I’ve got you Baby. I’ve got you.” He says, now in the backseat of a car, stroking her hair. “Y/n? Can you look at me?” He whispers. She pries her eyes open to look into his brown ones. 

“I’m tired.” She whines.

“Just keep looking at me Baby.” He says, eyes so scared and worried. 

*

When she wakes Shawn is not by her side, Karen is. She smiles when she sees that Y/n has opened her eyes.

“Hey.” She whispers looking over at Shawn, who’s asleep on another chair in the corner of the room. 

“Let him sleep.” Y/n says softly.

“He’s been up all night watching you.” 

“I’m sorry for such the scare.”

“You’re okay, we’re glad you’re okay.” 

“I don’t even really know what happened?”

“You were bleeding out.”

“Oh.” 

“Can I talk to you for a quick second?”

“Yeah.” She nods, sitting up. Karen takes her hand.

“Honey, I am not going to think you are a fuck up of a wife. I don’t care if you serve me dinner on paper plates. I don’t care if we have take out pizza. I just want you to be happy.”

“Karen.” She sighs.

“Shawn told me how stressed out you were, and you don’t need to be.” 

“Thanks.” She smiles, squeezing her hand. 

She was about to tell Karen about the small depressed state she has been in but Shawn interrupts.

“Hey, you’re up.” Shawn says sitting up. 

“I’ll give you a second.” Karen says getting up and walking out. Shawn gets up and takes the seat next to the bed. 

“How are you feeling?”

“Good, better.” She nods. “You didn’t have to tell your mom that I was stressed out.”

“I’m sorry, I just needed to get the thoughts out of my head. I’ve been sort of freaking out.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know this was going to happen.” 

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not, but thanks for lying.” 

“Can you talk to me about how you’re feeling?”

“I said was good.”

“Not about that, why do you think you’re a fuck up of a wife?” 

“I don’t know, you’re never home and I had just broken all of our China.”

“What do you mean I’m never home?” 

“I mean, you’re physically in the house, but you’re never with me.” 

“I’m still confused.”

“Shawn, I feel as if the music is more,”

“Don’t even finish that sentence.” He cuts her off. “You are so much more important than the music. You know that.” 

“Do I?” 

“I would hope so.”

“It hasn’t seemed like it lately.”

“Wow okay, I’m sorry. It’s me being the fuck up.” 

“Shawn.” She sighs.

“No, I’ve fucked up, majorly. But not anymore. You always come first, always. I talked to Andrew, I’m on break.”

“Shawn, don’t do that.”

“It’s already taken care of.”

“No Shawn, the album is more important than my insecure feelings.”

“No it isn’t. If your feeling insecure it’s my job to help you through it. You don’t have any reason to be insecure. And you are not a fuck up of a wife. You are the best fucking wife, I can’t picture my life without you. Don’t ever think that you are not important to me, you are the most important thing in my life.”

“I love you.” She cries holding his hand.

“I love you so much.” He says, standing to kiss her on her head. “I was so fucking scared. You were so pale, and you’re eyes were not the same. The beautiful life in your eyes, it was gone. You could barely keep your eyes open, and I was so scared I was going to lose you. You were so out of it when we got here, and I couldn’t stop the thoughts in my head. I was freaking the fuck out.” 

“I’m right here.” She says taking his face into her hands.

“And I’m so happy that you are.” 

“I’m happy that you’re here.”

“But Aaliyah is really freaked out because she was the one to find you, so can I got get her?”

“Can I just be with you for a second?” She asks as he sits down.

“Yeah Baby, I’m right here.”

“I know, I just need a few minutes.” 

“I’ve got you.” He says resting his on the bed, forehead touching hers. “I’ve always got you.”

your color || joshua

pairing: joshua hong x reader insert

genre: mostly fluff, some soft angst, soulmate!au

word count: just over 11k

sypnosis: an au in which you’re born colorblind, but as you grow up and fall in love with your soulmates (can be friends, lovers and even family), you’ll begin to see new colors one by one. green is the last color you can’t see until you meet joshua. i found this au idea somewhere, so it’s not mine, but i can’t remember where i got it n i dont have it saved !!

notes: hnG IM FREE! wow this was a long, wild ride and i wanna d*e every time i think abt it. anyway, this was originally meant to be finished on @starshua‘s birthday, n here i am…. posting it over a month later :”) anyway i hope u enjoy it little foot i worked Hard even tho it’s a mess, n happy belated birthday !! also tagging @shuvee, another shua enthusiast !

“So, one more soulmate, huh? Are you sure?”

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dating Sirius black:

~ you would have one hell of a relationship

~ firstly he had asked you to the yule ball.

~ when you got to the bottom of the common room stairs he was stood there by the fireplace in this fancy outfit and he just says “wow”

~ which is strange because this boy never  shuts up. so him being speechless is something very new.

~because of him being this speechless james is teasing him.

~ “PADFOOT HOW NICE DOES Y/N LOOK?”

~ you just smile and Sirius blushes.

~ HE BLUSHES!

~ the whole night is him giving you compliments

~ then you two start dancing to the upbeat music and it was so fun

~ suddenly a slow song comes on and he suddenly whips out amazing dancing and you have no clue he could dance like that.

~ in fact no one knew he could dance like that, excepts james. that’s mainly because james and sirius practiced dancing with each other

~ but it gets later on in the night you and the marauders and all there dates go back to the common room and drink some firewhisky that sirius had

~ you all get a little drink and you found yourself asleep in sirius bed

~ “did we do anything last night?”

~ but sirius just laughs “no”

~ you thinking he’s being a gentlemen and then he says

~ “ but if we both weren’t as drunk i would’ve ripped that dress off you”

~ you just slap him.

~ but a few weeks after that sirius realises he has a huge crush on you.

~ so he would get flustered every time he’s around you. and he’s never flustered so everyone is confused as hell.

~ but the one day you two would get paired in potions and he would blurt it out due to nerves

~ he’d shout across the room “OI POTTER SHE LIKES ME BACK!!”

~ “SHES A BLOODY IDIOT THEN”

~ sirius then going to whack him

~ but then you just hear four boys squealing and clapping

~ he would be so happy when you said you love him back

~ all four of them boys get sent out of the classroom by slughorn and get a detention.

~ you just smile and lily just walks over to you.

~ later that night when you and lily where doing homework you hear all four of them come back from the detention.

~ Sirius asked to speak to you.

~ lets be honest he is a gentlemen. he may not like his family but they raised him like a gentlemen but he is still a marauder so this would happen.

~ “would you like to go on a date with me to hogsmeade?”

~ “I would love to Sirius.”

~ he then just grins.

~ “but after hours.”

~ you just sign and laugh but say yes still.

~ “ hey what can I say I’m still a marauder! but meet me at nine and dress warmly its winter babe” he just leaves with a wink.

~ the whole night he was a gentlemen. he is a sweetheart.

~ after you start dating he would sit there plaiting your hair.

~ this is something he always did!

~ he would hold your hand everywhere

~ except when he saw Regulus in the corridors because he didn’t want his family talking about you.

~ he acts like his family doesn’t effect him but one day james runs up to your dorm, drags you into his room and Sirius is just sat there crying.

~ you both just sit there listening to The Beatles, cuddling and him softly humming along and you just make him so happy.

~ honestly Sirius has never been happier until he was with you.

~ can we please protect Sirius.

~ he is just a sweetheart really.

Can’t Sleep

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For what felt like the thousandth time that night, you twisted around in your shared bed with Harry, trying to find a comfortable spot to help you lull away to sleep.

This has been the case for the past hour. You were sleepless with no idea why. Even with Harry sleeping next to you and the overwhelmingly amazing sense of peace it brought you to have him there, you just couldn’t find a way to drift off.

You refrained from waking him up, knowing full and well that messing with Harry’s sleep would make you feel guilty, but knowing that if he were awake - it wouldn’t take long for him to comfort you to sleep.

You turned around to face him, his sleeping figure turned towards you and his arms wrapped around a lone pillow. You slightly frowned, wishing that pillow was you in his grip, but with all the tossing and turning you’re doing it’s probably best that you weren’t.

Changing your position once again, you went from lying on your side to lying on your back. The ceiling now seems more interesting in the middle of the night as you struggled to rest. Letting your ideas and thoughts roam free at this time of night was not a good idea, it just made you feel more awake - but you couldn’t help yourself. Your mind ended up leading to Harry and how far in your relationship you had come, how happy he makes you, how he makes you feel loved.

Unknowingly, your hand found its place in his, and even in his sleeping state, he held it tightly against him as if it were instinctual.

Returning to reclining on your side, you stared at the man before you. With your lip caught in between your teeth, you let your other hand go to his hair. You didn’t know whether it would wake him seeing as when you did that it sent him straight to sleep, but you were proven otherwise when his eyes slowly opened to meet yours, the moonlight streaming in through the window gave you a small glimpse of the glimmer in the now dark green irises.

“Can’t sleep?” Harry hums lowly. Instead of replying, you shake your head ‘no’. “You want me to stay up with you?”

“No,” you quickly interject, the guilt crawling around in your heart. “Go back to sleep, H. I can handle this.”

“Not a chance,” he mumbles, snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you towards him. You let out a small giggle as his hand finds its way to your messy and out of place hair tickling your ear.

“Harry, can you talk to me about something?” You ask quietly, placing your hand on his bicep to let your fingers dance around the tattoos.

“About what?” He quizzes.

“Anything,” you chuckle, “I just like hearing your voice, it usually puts me to sleep.”

“Is that a nice way of saying I’m boring?” Harry questions teasingly, a smile growing on his lips.

“I guess,” you giggle. “Or maybe it’s because you have a really nice voice.”

“I’ve been told,” he snickers. You roll your eyes jokingly and let out another small laugh. “Well, my day started off beautifully, waking up next you and then having a nice breakfast with you.”

“I like where this is going,” you yawn, his voice already beginning its impact on you.

“I’m sure,” he smirks. “After that, I got dressed and headed out. Did a few things for work, went to the store and got some things for us, came back home and spent the evening with you.”

He smiles to himself as his eyes take you in. Just seconds ago, you were struggling to keep your eyes shut and now here you were barely awake.

“Then we watched a movie or two, and I fell asleep so you suggested we go to bed,” Harry continues, “so now here we are.”

You were now sound asleep, your hand still holding his own tightly. Your soft and quiet snores filled the room and Harry chuckled to himself.

“Goodnight, Y/N,” he whispers, carefully leaning over to press a soft kiss to your forehead before returning to his rest.