just your ocean eyes

Be wary of falling for a writer. No. Be wary of letting her fall for you.

Trust me on this one. When a writer falls in love with you, she imagines you in description and gets frustrated when her mind lapses on the words to describe just how fluttery you make her feel. She materializes you in love letters and can depict your body like a landscape she hikes every afternoon.

You have been warned. When she sees your eyes she thinks of more than just the ocean and the sky. Your cheekbones remind her of icebergs, and when you smile, she feels the word ‘warmth’ and sees golden rays. Your words will scatter her pages like unsung lyrics she doesn’t mean to write. And let me tell you, she does not want to sculpt you into mere characters because you are so much more than that to her.

But beware. If you hurt her, you will find her name on the covers of books, and when you read them, you’ll find yourself on every page. You’ll remember every single time you laughed with her because she’s created a timeline, and when you reach the turning point, midway through, you’ll realize how much she really loves you. You’ll regret tossing every black and white word carelessly at her, and she will remember all too well.

She will use you as her inspiration and her book as therapy. While your heart aches with remorse, she will be free from your chains. Her words are her key, and you were the heartbreaking captor.

Do not let a writer fall in love with you if you plan on breaking her heart, unless you can live on memorialized moments and regrets. Because she will write to heal, and you will read and bleed.

—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write
I miss being carelessly in love. I miss being so consumed by you that I forgot the days of the week and what the weather was like outside. I miss the way the sound of your laughter could easily distract me from my train of thought or how I found endless oceans in your eyes. But mostly I just miss the way love spilled so clumsily yet, easily from you lips like you had been holding it in for quite a while and couldn’t keep it in any longer.
—  Missing by Nicole Moon

anonymous asked:

Since requests are open. Can I get a fic of yandere Genji kidnapping his mermaid!S!O and putting her in a large fish tank so he can admire her always?

Genji found you completely by accident. He was meditating near the edge of a cliff where the ocean lay below. His meditation was disrupted by your beautiful voice as you sat on a rock, wringing out your hair just below him. The man peered over the cliff and his eyes widened when he saw you had a long, fish-like tail. It didn’t take him long to realize what you were and ever so slowly he descended from the cliff. Now that he was at the shore he could hear your lovely voice much more clearly and became mesmerized as he slowly began to approach you.

Stepping on a shell by mistake, Genji  froze as you whipped your head around to face him. Your eyes widen, startled, before you leap from the rock and quickly swim away. Before he even knew what he was doing he cried out, “Wait!”

The man had become deeply infatuated with you almost instantly. Your beauty was like none other he had even seen in all his years. The water stilled and with some hesitance your head bobbed in the ocean, just your eyes leveling with the water as you stared curiously at the man. Genji slowly walked onto the rock you sat on moments prior and extended his hand to you. You stared briefly at his closed hand and back at him, wary. He smiled and opened his palm to show a flower he had picked from the top of the cliff. You swam a little closer to get a good look and stared at it in confusion. 

“For you.” He says and your brows furrow in confusion. It was then he realized you didn’t understand English- or human language for that matter. Nonetheless he persisted in making his feelings known. Steadily Genji placed the flower behind your ear but you still had a look of puzzlement on your face. 

Without warning you dive beneath the ocean and his heart drops but soon enough you resurface with a live crab in your hands, ushering for Genji to take it with a smile on your face. You may not understand language but you definitely understand his way of thinking. It’s a start, he thinks, but he can work with it. The next several hours he spends observing you and picking up signals from you. When he touches his lips you begin singing, when he holds his hand out he wants something from you and vice versa, and when he waves you wave back. It takes several weeks but day after day of visiting you he finalizes his plan. 

When he doesn’t come to see you for several moons you grow worried and nearly beach yourself twice when getting too close to the shore in search of him. When you finally spot the human you had become so friendly with you smile and splash your tail in the water excitedly. You freeze when you see he’s carrying a net. You weren’t stupid, you had seen many sea creatures get caught in the net by humans and then die within said net. You were confused as to why he would have one. Especially when his touch was so reassuring and his voice was so soft as he gently tucked you into the net. 

You didn’t do anything as you allowed him to carry you offshore, frozen in fear. You closed your eyes and felt so guilty and stupid that you could ever trust a human but to your surprise Genji slowly eased your body into a near body of water. Except it wasn’t the ocean. You swam around the tank in confusion of your new surroundings. 

Genji took a step back in front of the large tank and admired your beauty. The pink lighting within the tank made you look so heavenly he couldn’t help but smile. Your hair flowed through the water as you swam near the bottom of the tank, poking at the different items he had decorated the tank with. He put his hand on the glass and you stared at it, uncertain. With some hesitance you put your hand over his and he inhaled sharply as only the glass separated the two of you. You seemed very disoriented and a bit scared of your new surroundings but he knew you would get used to them quickly if he was there every day and night for you. 

Imagine: Watching a Studio Ghibli movie with your favorite turtle.

(This is my very first post on this account to please go easy on me! ^^ Thanks and enjoy some sweet turtle fluff~)

Leo: Spirited Away

Leonardo loves this movie so much. He has always had a love for Japanese culture and this movie has got it. He made a special request to watch Spirited Away for their movie night, well, more like begged.

“But Leo we’ve seen this one so many times! I have others, you know.” you said with a small laugh. Leo just shot you those gorgeous ocean blue eyes and your heart instantly melted. I mean, he saved the world…again. Let the guy watch his favorite movie! You sighed and gave in, giving Leo a peck on the lips. “Okay, okay. Go put in the movie and I’ll get started on the popcorn.” Leo smiled and pulled you in for a tight hug and a sweet kiss on the forehead.


Leo would turn off all the lights and pull you close to him as the movie started. By the end of the movie he was laid down on the couch with you sleeping contently on top of him, and of course, he stayed awake and watched the entire movie. He looked down at you sweetly and smiled, rubbing your back. He felt so lucky to have you…and your Ghibli collection!

Raph: Kiki’s Delivery Service

No. No way. Raph was definitely not going to watch that stupid witch movie. When you told him that you guys would be watching a Ghibli movie he was thinking more along the lines of Princess Mononoke or something. You know, something with lots of action and blood! But no. it had to be this.

“C’com Raphie! This is actually a really great movie!” you said as you sat next to him. He was being a grump on the couch again.

“Whatever, let’s just get this over with.” grumbled Raph. You rolled your eyes and smiled, handing him some popcorn.


You and Raph were both hot messes. It was actually kind of entertaining, in all honesty. You were both crying at the movie and were holding onto each other for dear life.

“Sh-she lost her powers?! Kiki nooo!!” wailed Raph. Your head was on his shoulder as you were wiping away some tears. God, this movie was actually really getting to him!


“Okay, so maybe it wasn’t such a bad movie after all…” admitted Raph as you both got up to stretch.

You smirked and replied, “Told ya so Raphie~”

Donnie: Castle in the Sky

Donnie actually isn’t much of a movie watcher honestly. He would much rather be in the lab tinkering with who knows what or working on the Shell Razor. But when you showed him the movie and begged him to watch it how could he say no? Besides, this is what good boyfriends do, right? Plus, the movie did look kinda cool, even if a floating castle was scientifically impossible.

He would watch the movie and actually really enjoy it and would talk a lot about the gadgets and guns they were using. Maybe he was getting some inspiration for future weapons? Who knows. You two watch in comfortable silence with his arm draped around you and you sat close to him, your head on his shoulder.

Mikey: My Neighbor Totoro

Mikey loves movie nights. It was a great excuse to cuddle with his Angelcakes in the dark. Plus he always ended up loving every movie you would bring over. His baby’s got good taste in film!

“Mikey I just got this super cute movie we have to watch ittt!!” you ran up to Mikey and shoved the movie in his face while giving him the puppy dog eyes, even though you knew that you really didn’t have to. Mikey would never ever say no to you. He loves you way too much for that.

“Yes ma’am! I’ll get the soda, popcorn, pizza, condo-”

“Mikey! It’s movie night! Not you-know-what night!” you scolded him with plenty of laughter in your voice as you lightly hit his shoulder. He laughs and kisses you sweetly then runs to get the snacks as you set up the movie.

Mikey ends up loving My Neighbor Totoro. He normally likes to watch action or horror movies but anything his girl likes, he likes too. He seriously teared up when Satsuki cried about her mother being sick and squealed at the cat bus, saying “OHMYGODTHATISTHECUTESTDAMNTHINGIHAVEEVERSEEENNNNN”

Imagine accidentally telling Ivar that you like him II

I’m really sorry, I’m a bit late. I was planing on posting this last night but something happened and I wasn’t able to. Hope you’ll enjoy. Still I apologize for all spelling or grammar mistakes.

That night was restless. Memories of what happened today were haunting you, not letting you to sleep. Lack of Ivar’s reaction and his blank face, like rope, wrapped around your chest and did not let you to breath. How could you be so stupid to develop feelings towards  Ivar the Emotionless?

Morning after sleepless night was -the morning-. Not only that you were about to go on your first raid, but you had to face consequences of you big mouth. Not to mention that you’ll be on boat with your father, Floki, Helga, Tanaruz and of course Ragnarsons. These fifteen  days will be nightmare.
When you arrived on shore of Kattegat, there was not a lot of people that you know. Most of them were warriors of earls who joined you to help revenge the Legend. Your father stayed to take care of one customer, so you had to come alone. You almost jumped out of joy when you noticed Floki near your boat. He was boarding supplies and weapons.
-Hi, Floki.- you said while grabbing one big box to help him. -Hey, Y/N.- He smiled, glad that somebody actually care to help him. Ubbe and Hvitserk should have done that by now but they were probably still sleeping.  -So, where are Helga and Tanaruz?- You asked to distract your mind with something rather than how boxes are heavy or  how you’ll survive fifteen days on boat with Ivar. -They went to gather some herbs in forest. In case somebody get wounded.- he explained.
Sun was getting higher in sky and shore was getting crowdier. You turned your head looking for you father. Instead you noticed five boys on one of the docks. Bjorn was shouting and wildly explaining something with his hands. -They could come and help us.- You snorted.  Floki made strange face expression. - They are sons of Ragnar. They are above this peasant work.- His sarcasm made you smile. You looked again in intention to figure out what Bjorn could be possibly be so angry for. But it was when you realized that pair of blue eyes were observing you. Uncomfortable feeling woke up in your stomach and your heart sped up.
Sharp pain on  finger made you snap your head back. Red, thick fluid was slowly running down to your palm and dripping on cause of you injury. Bunch of swords barely wrapped in thin layer of material. You bit your tongue not to curse. -You should watch what are you doing, Y/N.- Floki looked at you with amused grin. You raised your eyebrow at him. He obviously had something to say. -He came to me last night.-
Oh no. No. You hoped that Ivar would keep his mouth shut for once. -And?- you tried to sound not so interested as you were. -He asked me for advice.- Floki smirked. -About women. He asked what man should do if woman likes him. And when I ask him which girl is he talking about, he shrugged and said that he is only curious- You mentally sighed. -Why would you tell me that?- you tried to cover treble in your voice. Floki giggled.  -You know Y/N, telling Ivar that you love him is not so brave, but loving Ivar is brave.- Your heart dropped in your feet. -What are you talking about?- You narrowed your eyebrows. Acting was never your thing. -Floki is many things, but not blind.- With that, he jumped on boat.
-Y/N!- Hvitserk called. You turned around to face him. -Ivar wants to speak with you.- he pointed towards dock where Ivar sat alone now. -Why?- you asked defensively. -I don’t know.-
You could feel his gaze while you walked to him. You tried to ignore knot in your stomach that was making you sick. You had no idea how he could react. All these years of being around him only taught you that he is unpredictable. You could never guess his reaction. -Sit.- he commanded the moment you reached him. You hated when somebody tell you what to do, and he knows it, but now you were too anxious to care. You obeyed and sat next to him, still making some distance between you two.
Silence was tearing your soul and nerves and when you were sure he wasn’t going to tell anything soon, you snapped. -Ivar, you don’t have to feel obligated to like me just because I like you.- The thing that made you two so close is that you both attached hardly. People saw you as cold and selfish.- I know that is hard to develop love interest in someone.- You didn’t want him to feel pressure around you. That would hurt even more.
-I like you too.- -I know, it’s just…- You eyes widened. -Wait, what?- Your eyes met his ocean blue ones. - I love you, to be honest.- There was way too long silence before he continued. -I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t do that to you. You deserve so much better than me.- For a moment, angry, frustrated Ivar was gone. -There is so much wrong with me. And yet you fell for me.- Vulnerable. The word you could never connect to Ivar. And there he was. His face expression calm and his voice soft. If your injury didn’t hurt that much you’d say it’s a dream. -Why?- he almost whispered.
Then, everything happened fast. You were leaning in and your lips met. He was surprised a bit, but didn’t think twice when he kissed you back. His lips so soft and warm that made you forget everything around you. It was just you and Ivar. You pulled away to take shaky breath. -Do I need reason to love you?-


A/N: in which simon is drunk and baz gets the job of bringing him back to their dorm. an AU-ish thing in which they’re Normals. also i don’t know how to write kiss scenes oops sorry

Snow is drunk.

Snow is drunk and Baz isn’t even sure how this happened – how did Snow even get hold of alcohol, let alone get himself this intoxicated? – but all he knows is that Simon Snow is drunk. And Simon Snow, when drunk, is, curse his luck, not the ranting type. He’s not the sleeping type, not the overly emotional type, not the puking type. Crowley, even if he’s that last one, Baz will gladly take it over this.

No, none of those, because Simon Snow is the type of person to be extremely, stupidly affectionate when he’s drunk. And when Penelope Bunce and Agatha Wellbelove texted him asking for his help to get Snow back into his room, because Simon, of course, has to be his roommate, he really didn’t expect this.

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Hades and Persephone: Loki x Reader Pt 2

Ok, personal beliefs on what happens after you die aside, this is the best combination I could come up of mixing Norse mythology and Greek for the underworld. Please don’t read into it too deeply, I’m just making a setting.

Tag thing list: @mariadoghorses @noeypiiepiie @captainnbarnes

The chariot flew along the ground, the powerful horses’ hooves digging into the ground and leaving a roar of hoof beats.

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  • Albus: I love you.
  • Scorpius: (stares at Albus in shock.)
  • Albus: Scorpius, oh, I mean, I didn’t mean to say that. I just thought you might, for a moment… I mean we have been friends for so long but I’m just so… I would do anything for you. Because I love you. I love your blond hair and your beautiful ocean eyes just on the brink of silver. I love your brilliant smile where your whole face scrunches and you just smile and don’t hide it at all. I love how I can talk to you about anything and everything, including this because you’re my best friend in the whole world Scorpius and I need you to know that. I know that you don’t have feelings for me that way but I don’t want this to change anything. I can’t help that I like blokes, or more specifically you. Please, just don’t leave me.
  • Scorpius: (staying silent, mouth still wide ajar in shock.)
  • Scorpius: (corners of mouth begin to turn into a huge smile.)
  • Albus: (blushing) I-I’m gonna go now. I’ll… see you in class Scorpius.
  • Scorpius: Albus. I love you too. More than you’ll ever know. Since the train, our first time at Hogwarts. 
  • Albus: Thank Merlin.
  • Scorpius: Come on, Let’s go up to the astronomy tower to look at the stars and I can tell you all of the things I love about you.

My child, I know you’re not a child
But I still see you running wild
Between those flowering trees.
Your sparkling dreams, your silver laugh
Your wishes to the stars above
Are just my memories.

And in your eyes the ocean
And in your eyes the sea
The waters frozen over
With your longing to be free.

Yesterday you’d awoken
To a world incredibly old.
This is the age you are broken
Or turned into gold.

You had to kill this child, I know.
To break the arrows and the bow
To shed your skin and change.
The trees are flowering no more
There’s blood upon the tiles floor
This place is dark and strange.

I see you standing in the storm
Holding the curse of youth
Each of you with your story
Each of you with your truth.

Some words will never be spoken
Some stories will never be told.
This is the age you are broken
Or turned into gold.

I didn’t say the world was good.
I hoped by now you understood
Why I could never lie.
I didn’t promise you a thing.
Don’t ask my wintervoice for spring
Just spread your wings and fly.

Though in the hidden garden
Down by the green green lane
The plant of love grows next to
The tree of hate and pain.

So take my tears as a token.
They’ll keep you warm in the cold.
This is the age you are broken
Or turned into gold.

You’ve lived too long among us
To leave without a trace
You’ve lived too short to understand
A thing about this place.

Some of you just sit there smoking
And some are already sold.
This is the age you are broken
Or turned into gold.
This is the age you are broken or turned into gold.

—  Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller
The drive and ambition of an Aries burns deeply inside of you,
Leaving your skin rusted from hard work, and your bones burning from the fire,
You’re a phoenix that flourishes in the flames
You’ve learned to dance with the devil in the heat, causing any symphony of an ice cold heart to melt away like liquid gold.
The beauty of a Taurus is painted on your face and body
Your eyes glow like deep sapphires, I didn’t know blue could be such a warm color until I met you,
The strong mountains and thick trees are a resemblance of your strong limbs and how you carry yourself,
You’re lips taste like the finest wines, and are made out of cashmere and velvet
The energy of a Gemini rings like bells in your voice,
Your tone is ever so uplifting and bright, it adds color to my black and white day
The melody you sing and the tune you hum is like a hypnotic and gorgeous siren resting in the waves
I want you to pour your hopes and dreams into me as you hold me in your arms
Your core and soul is graceful and gentle has a Cancer
The water pools in your heart and waves calmly like a glass lake
When you hold me I feel the energy of a cascading waterfall reaching inside of me, and quenching my thirst for you
You love like a golden lion of Leo,
Passion and euphoria drips out of your golden eyes,
You are the lover that sparks lighting bolts through my veins
You are the lover that reminds me of spilt black ink on a white dress
Memories being stained on a blank canvas that is my life
Before I met you, I’d only make art in black and white
Now I paint in color
The sun falls into Virgo which shines purely upon your face
You remind me of fresh white sheets on a Sunday morning
You remind me of sleepy morning sex after we’ve drank our coffee
You strive for perfection, you want to fit in, you seek approval
If you only saw that you are perfectly imperfect in my eyes
The sensual beauty of a Libra posseses strongly over your 5 senses
The sight of you is like staring at a beautiful marble sculpture at the finest museums
The sound of you is like listening to a string of hypnotic melodies
The taste of you is like earthy beauty and sweet dreams
The touch of you is like running my fingers through a river of silk
The smell of you is like smelling the atmosphere at sunset on a lake
The cosmic sexual energy runs through your blood hot with lust and cool with love
You leave the colors of a galaxies across the planes of my neck
The way you make yourself at home inbetween my legs makes me feel brighter than the sun
Staring into your eyes is like staring into two deep blue twinkling nebulas
I wanna hide forever in your heart
I want to explore you’re body and soul like a Sagittarius would
I could plant kisses across the valley of your body
I want to climb the mountains of your heart
And swim in the ocean of your soul
I want to discover the coldest and darkest parts of you like Capricorn’s Saturn
To take the coldness you feel in life into beautiful ice crystals
To turn the bitterness running through your blood into pure untouched love
To turn the icy breath you breathe and make into fire
I will love you past your flaws like the heart of an Aquarius
I will trace imagenary drawings across your transparent stretch marks
I will feather kisses across the scars on your stomach from when you had cancer
I will rub the knots out of your sore back, and build towers made of kisses up your spine
You are loved, from the inside out;my sun and stars
I want us to make art out of each other like a Pisces would
I could paint my beautiful perception of you out of the richest oil paints
Spending days to get just the right shade to match your stunning ocean eyes
You could write poetry about me at 5:06am
Letting every ounce of emotion you feel towards me flow through the ink like a stream and onto the paper.o
—  The 12 signs live in your heart

When I said you were my passion,

I meant that all of my favourite things to do would be worthless once you were no longer here. If the ball came to my feet, I was so drained I couldn’t kick it back. I meant that my poetry wasn’t the same without you, the ink I bleed smudges because right now everything is a blur. If my poetry ever cared so much as to hold my hand, the day you left would be the day that it would let go of my hand and leave me to fight alone. My passions are no longer my passions, they’re memories of great times I had but there’s no future in them. I would like you to know that this is all worth it, because as angry as I am, I had the greatest times of my life with you and that’s something I just won’t be able to forget. The things we said in sleep induced conversation will live on for a long time to come, in fact they’ll live on forever in these pages. The late nights and early mornings were worth it, because as you would go to sleep I would look out my window as the sun rises in bright red colours and it would remind me that even the sky bleeds sometimes. You’re gone and the sky still bleeds, there’s a lesson in that I’m sure of it, and I’ll spend my time without you figuring out just what that is.

When I said you were my soulmate,

I meant that the seasons wouldn’t change quite right. The Spring should bring life to all small flowers and they usually prepare to blossom and then when summer comes around they’ll bloom into their full glory but then it was Autumn and they were still closed and now it’s winter and they’re dying around me. Even the nature that we admired and loved is dying without you, so what about me? I meant every word of my undying wish to become better just so long as you were to go through it with me, but it’s clear now you didn’t mean yours. You’re gone and everything is grey, I mean sometimes in the mornings the sky will set itself on fire but realistically it’s rare that I can ever see it without howling into the early morning hours so I tend to avoid that fire.

When I said you had my heart,

I meant that if everyone were to leave. Everyone that you love and care about abandoned you, if any stranger that befriended you and then betrayed you, left you. If you parents gave up faith and hope, if your family were to one day decide you were no longer their angel. If your body feels like it can longer go on, and your voice can’t speak on anything but negatives. If the sand in your toes decided to leave you for the ocean, if the curls in your hair fade and your hair is left flat. If mistakes were to carve themselves into your wrist, if the memories were to destroy you from the inside out for doing what you did to me. If your smile is fading by the hour and you feel lost, if the meals become less frequent. If you finally snap under the pressure, if you finally give up and feel like you can’t go on. I meant that I will always love you. Even if you break. Even if you bleed. Even if you’re sick. Even if you’re lonely. Even if everyone else leaves. Even if your mind is a mess. Even if you’re insecure. Even if you think that your body image is deteriorating. Even if pink peonies can’t bring a smile to your face. Even if your nails don’t get done. Even if you’re crying. Even if you’re silent. I will always be there to hold you. If you need someone to lay at rock bottom with you, I will be there because you’re my best friend and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

When I said that I could hear you smile,

I meant that if I were to simply disappear, I would want you to know that although I didn’t see that smile in person, I will have known peace because of the ring of it. I hear birds flying away when your lips decide that being quiet was enough and that it wasn’t going anywhere unless I told you the truth. I meant that even if I lost myself and you were holding my hand that you’d guide me through the night because sometimes the stars disappear from view and everything goes dark. We are all just wandering souls, lost and trying to find a home, and believe me I know people make some really shitty homes but yours is my favourite. I couldn’t relocate anywhere other than your lungs hidden if your rib cage because I could stay locked up in that cage until we pass and although you weren’t able to breathe alone it was so beautiful.

When I said I’m always here for you,

I meant the number is here if you need to call. I meant the poetry is always here, you just have to read. I meant that my heart is on my sleeve, all you need to do is feel. I meant there are oceans in your eyes, you just have to swim. I meant the freedom is on your tongue, you just have to speak. I meant poetry runs down your spine, you just have write. I meant that the world around me may be going shit, but as long as you’re around, there’s still hope and as long as I’m around, there’s a chance you’ll choose me.

So when you said you still loved me, I finally understood exactly what you meant.

—  this is acceptance

i dreamed about you last night. we sat on a couch overlooking the city. i said, “i’m scared of this whole thing breaking,” and you looked at me with those eyes that hold forests in them and said, “i have control, don’t worry,” and i said, “i’m falling,” and you said, “i’ll catch you. i’m ready.”

i want to hand all of my fears over to you in your small beautiful fingers so you can break them to pieces. the first time you looked directly at me, i forgot how to breathe. it was a good thing.

out here in the real world, it is raining and you’re not around to taste it. out here in the real world, i drown every time you’re in his arms. out here in the real world, pretty girls with faces like fairies don’t crawl into bed with the likes of me. i want to sign over my soul and body. out here in the real world, you’d drop me.

i want to tell you all my secrets. i want to tell you all my stories. i want to tell you i’m falling.

please let me down gently.

Lucky Man

“I Love you,” I said.

You had nothing to say and left me so many questions.

We sat in the seashore. The wind softly slapped us on the face. I could feel today, listened to the wave’s sound. So calm.

“Why silent?” I asked you. Again.

Nothing changed. You just starred the ocean. I could see the rain fell on your eyes.

“What happened?”

You hugged your knees tightly and started to cry.

“Okay, I’m not leaving you again. Ever.”

And then, I was trying to hug you tightly even I knew I couldn’t do that this time, tomorrow, and anymore. Your shadow smiled to me.

Maybe, I’m the lucky man that I’ve ever be.

Matthew Tkachuk #1

Anonymous said: Hii could you do a matthew tkachuk imagine where youbshow him around your hometown?💖

A/N: sorry it’s kinda short!! hope you like it though :)

Word Count: 808

Originally posted by wonthetrade

“How could you leave this place?” Matt said as the two of you walked hand in hand. He was staring past you, looking out across the water, and letting his ice cream melt in his hand. You followed his gaze and watched a few boats bounce across the ocean beside you. Honestly, you asked yourself the same question nearly every day back in Calgary. 

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anonymous asked:

Brian getting really blushy by how cute and/or sexy Dan looks?

I changed this a bit.

Brian shifted uncomfortably from his position on the couch. Another shiver ran through his body.

He discreetly crossed his legs, hoping no one noticed the state he was currently in.

This may have been a bad idea.

He, Dan, Arin, Vernon and Jack were in the Grump room.

They were recording their lines for Vernon and Leighton’s Dream Dad/dy game.

Barry had finished his earlier and left. Arin and Brian had also finished theirs too.

That left Dan to voice his character, Robert.

And the voice he chose to use was affecting Brian in ways he didn’t want to acknowledge. Especially in public.

Dan’s voice was deep, low in his throat with a rasp. It came off as overly sensual.

Brian couldn’t help but imagine Dan standing behind him, his lips inches from his ear.

His hot breath, gently flowing over his earlobe.

His tall sturdy frame pressed up against Brian’s back.

Large hands resting firmly on his hips.


Brian took a shuddering breath.


He ran a hand through his short hair, trying to calm his breathing.


Brian jumped. He looked up to see the cause of his wandering thoughts, bent over, hands on the couch cushions, bracketing Brian’s legs, face surrounded in curls mere inches from his own.

Meeting those soft brown eyes, Brian swallowed thickly. His mouth having completely dried up. He could feel his face heating up.

Dan laughed, lightly.

“You okay there, Bri?”

Brian, taking a breath, nodded. He didn’t trust his voice at the moment. Not with Dan so close. His proximity doing things to his traitorous body.

Dan smirked, knowingly.

“Really? Cause it looks like something’s got you all hot and bothered.”

Brian’s body stilled. His eyes darted around wildly, looking anywhere but the being of perfection before him.

He realized with a jolt that they were alone in the Grump room. When had the others left?

Brian gasped, feeling a hand on his face, gently turning him back to face Dan.

“It’s me, isn’t it? The voice?”

Brian didn’t reply, cursing himself as he felt his blush darken.

Dan’s smile spread across his face. His thumb lightly running across Brian’s red cheek.

“I’ve never seen such an expression on you, Brian.”

Brian felt his breath hitch. Dan was using it again.

The voice.

Dan leaned closer, staring into Brian’s eyes. He didn’t say anything more. Just stared. Brian chuckled, nervously. God, he knew his head must look like a tomato by now.

“Uh, Danny?”

Dan blinked, as if he was in a trance. He smiled gently.

“Sorry, I’m just lost in your oceanic eyes.”

Brian barked out a sudden laugh, leaning back into the couch cushions. He couldn’t help it.

That had to be one of the cheesiest Danny Sexbang lines, he’d ever heard.

Dan joined in his laughter, taking a seat beside Brian on the couch. The sexual tension easing between them.

Catching his breath, Brian turned his head towards Dan. He smiled up at him. Dan smiled back, seeing the raw affection shining from his partner’s blue eyes.

Dan slid his hand over Brian’s, lacing their fingers together.

Brian could feel his heartbeat picking up again.

“So, are we doing this or what?” Dan said in his Robert voice.

Brian closed his eyes, riding through the full body shudder. He wondered if he’d always be affected like this.

He opened his eyes, seeing Dan’s expectant expression.

“Yeah, Danny. We’re doing this.”

No Regrets..... | Chen Scenario (EXO)

[Found this pic on weheatit.com not really sure who the owner is]

Scenario: “can i request a jongdae scenario where he is confessing to you but you reject him because your ex boyfriend made you very insecure and you don’t feel like your enough for him? thank you!”

Alright, here we go! I hope you like it ^.^ Oh and if the pic above is yours, or you know whose it is, then tell me so i can give them credit! :D

“Don’t keep her waiting,” Tao said, practically pushing Jongdae out the door. Jongdae sighed, his nerves getting to him.

“She’s not gonna say no, I promise!” Jongin chimed in from behind Tao, who was standing at the door while Jongdae stood outside. Letting out a small,but shaky, breath Jongdae nodded. he suddenly felt confident. He could do this. He would do this, and hope for the best.

You and Jongdae have been friends for the longest time. It’s been 3 years now if you’re correct. In those 3 years, 2 & a half of them were spent restraining true feelings.

Jongdae had started liking your around 6 months into this friendship. But now, he knows it was more than a small crush. Jongdae as come to love you. A different love than you’ve been expressing to each other.

“I love you Jongdae! You’re the best friend a girl could ask for.” Your words echoed in his mind.

Best friends.

Jongdae found himself sighing as he walked towards the part where you were waiting for himself. With every step he took, his confidence fell. He shoved his hands into his jacket pocket, somehow trying to hid the nervousness that was consuming his like a poison. He knew once he spoke those words, he couldn’t take them back. This could make or break the both of you.

Why did it take him so long? He’s not so sure himself. But, he’s sure it’s the right time now. You don’t seem to have interest in anyone, and you’re not seeing anyone. Your last relationship ended about 2 months ago. It didn’t last very long. You were only with the guy for about four months.

“Too short to develop real feelings.” You said yourself.  Jongdae was even surprised it lasted that long. He didn’t like the guy from the start, so he didn’t feel very bad when the relationship ended. Jongdae entered the park, looking around to see if he could spot you.

He walked around a bit, and was ready to call your phone when he spotted you sitting at one of the wooden benches near the playground area of this local park.

He took a deep breath, staring at you as you sat there, your eyes looking down at your phone. Even if you don’t feel the same, if you could just give him a chance. A chance to show you what love should really feel like, then that’ll be enough.

He’s seen you you cry over guys, and he never wants to see that. He’ll make sure you never cry.  If tears ever leave your eyes, they’re gonna be tears of joy. He wants to make sure you’re happy.

He started walking towards you again, having you notice him before he even reached you. You smiled and waved at him, a small smile pulling at the corner of his pink lips.

He took a seat next to you, keeping his eyes down on the pavement as he spoke.

“_______, i’m sorry that i kept you waiting so long.” Jongdae said, keeping his head down.

“It’s alright. I haven’t been here for more than 5 minutes.” You explained, showing him a small smile. He managed a weary smile and right away you noticed a difference in his behaviour. This isn’t the Jongdae you were used. No jokes or remarks from him like always?

“Jongdae,” You muttered, bumping him with shoulder, “What’s wrong?”

He looked up at you with serious eyes, making your brows furrowed. You were waiting for him to speak, heck he was waiting for himself to say something.

“_____.” He uttered, taking in another deep breath.

“Yes? Is something wrong?” The way you gazed at him with concern made him a bit more nervous. How is he suppose to just speak his feelings when your ocean deep eyes are gazing at him?

“I’ve known you for about 3 years now. It took me a while….but I can finally say this.” He began. you were still utterly confused.

“I’m tired of seeing you cry over guys, i’m tired of seeing you go through these short and useless relationships when..” He paused, “When I could make you so much happier.”

Your body tensed the moment those words left his lips. He noticed, and hesitated to go on.

“I-i’ve fallen hopelessly in love with you. I’ve seen your best and your worst, and I’d love you all the same. I want to be something more to you. I want you to stay by my side. Not as a friend….but more than that.” He gulped, not sure what to say next. you sat there practically frozen. Your heart felt like it was about to bust through your chest. You were staring off into nothing trying to gather your thoughts.

“C-chen,” You stammered. He knew something was wrong. You called him his stage name.

“Before you say anything ____, I want you to know that….I would do anything to make you happy. I would never make you cry, I’d do my best to show you everyday how much you’re worth, and how much I appreciate you.” He added, slowly reaching forward and taking a hold of one of your hands. He knew it was taking you a while to digest this.

“You’re worthless!” The harsh words played back in your head. You ducked your head down as your eyes began to burn with tears. you couldn’t get away from those words. The words of your ex-boyfriend.

The mental and emotional abuse he put you through was too much to handle. You never told Jongdae about it, you didn’t want to bother him with your problems. But here he is. The sweetest kindest man you have ever met, just told you he loves you. This man who you’ve been wanting a relationship with since you met him….just told you that he loves you.

Why are you hesitating like this?

“Who would want to be with an ugly girl like you?” More harsh words from your boyfriend entered your mind.

“You’re lucky that I’m with you. How would want to be with someone like you? You have nothing going for you. No man will ever love you.“

The words still stung like fresh wounds. He’s right. You’re not worth anything. You don’t have anything going for you. But Jongdae, he’s the total opposite. He’s talented, handsome and wanted by women everywhere. He doesn’t need someone as plain as you. He’ll realize that sooner or later, so it’s better to stop it here right?

You quickly snapped out of your thoughts, snatching your hand from Jongdae’s grasp. He looked up at you worry coloring his eyes. You quickly stood up from your seat beside him. You kept your eyes down on the ground, wiping the few tears that left your eyes.

“J-Jongdae…let’s not do this.” You hissed quietly.

This is just what Jongdae feared.

“_______.” He spoke softly, regret filling his heart. He shouldn’t have said anything.

“I didn’t know you felt this way,” You muttered still avoiding eye contact, “I’m hoping we can just stay friends?” It came out as a question. Jongdae stood up from his seat, grabbing your wrist and turning you around to face him. You kept your head down, refusing to make eye contact.

“_____-” You cut him off with a bitter chuckle.

“Of course we can’t…..that’ll just make things tough on both of us. So let’s just stop talking to each other. It’s for the best.” You choked out.

You removed your wrist from his grip, walking off quickly.

“_____!” You ignored him as he called out your name.

“You deserve so much more than plain, old me.” You whispered to yourself. Your tears blurred your vision as you speed walked out the park, leaving Jongdae heartbroken. He watched your back as you walked over and his heart was slowly shattering into pieces.

Having you by his side as just a friend…is better than not having you at all.

One word can describe how he’s feeling.


You sat there on your bed staring at yourself in the big mirror that came with your dresser.

“You just rejected the sweetest, most wonderful guy in the world,” You spoke to your reflection, “He someone worth his time. He shouldn’t be wasting his time on you. He’s gonna regret it later….like everyone else.”

It’s been about three days now and you’ve ignored all of Jongdae’s calls and texts. He even stopped by your house, but your roommate always covered for you.

“_____,” Your roommate called, “Jongdae’s here.”

“Tell him I’m not home.” You replied without even stealing a glance.

“That’s gonna be kind of tough seeing as he’s looking right at you.” She responded. Your head snapped up to see your roommate standing there with Jongdae standing right beside her.

“Why would you let him in?!” You yelped, standing up from your spot on the bed.

“_____ he was standing out there for an hour! I couldn’t leave him out in the cold like that!” Your roommate argued, “You two need to work this out!” With that she walked out closing the door behind you. You didn’t move from your spot, keeping your head down.

“You can’t even look at me ____?” He almost pleaded.

“Chen, what do you want?” You tried to sound angry, but it didn’t come off that way. You sounded like you were about to cry.

“You don’t need to push me away like this! I’m still your best friend! I understand that you don’t feel the same-” You cut him off. You could sense the underlying anger he had.

“You don’t get it do you?!” You shouted, throwing him off guard, “It doesn’t matter how I feel! It doesn’t matter that the second you told me how you felt….I wanted to jump into your arms.” You didn’t even realize that you were crying.

“None of it matters…..i’ve wanted to hear those words from you for so long. I wanted to be able to say how I felt, which was that I love you too, but….” You trailed off as soft sobs left your lips. Jongdae felt his shattered heart slowly putting itself together. You felt the same. You love him, like he loves you.

He walked towards you, and in one swift motion, pulled you to his chest. You fought him, hitting his chest as you struggled to escape his grip. He took the hits, but wouldn’t let go of you no matter how hard you fought.

“Why can’t you accept the fact that I want to be with you?” He questioned as you continued to pound your fists into his chest. The frustration and annoyance was clear in his voice.

“You’ll regret it!” You exclaimed as your hits came to a slow stop, “You’ll realize how boring and plain I am…..and you’ll regret it.” your voice dropped to a whisper. Yourself leaning against Jongdae for support.

“Why would you ever think that?” He asked, his voice softly.

“I know it. I’m worthless Jongdae, I have nothing going for me. I’m plain, boring and a good for nothing. I don’t deserve you or your heart. You deserve a girl that’s beautiful and talented. You’ll get bored of me soon anyway.We’re on totally different levels. You should be dating another idol. I have you seen them? They’re all beautiful. You don’t want me. Trust me, you don’t want me.” You said in a hushed tone as tears ran down your flushed cheeks. Jongdae stared down at you, but you were looking down at the floor.

“_____, everything you just said….was so far from the truth.” Jongdae said. That made you look up at him. He brought his hands up, wiping your tears.

“I don’t know how you came up with something so ridiculous.” He chuckled just a bit, “You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. I don’t regret anything, and I never will. You’re not boring or plain. You’re beautiful, talented, outgoing, sweet, kind….I could go on forever. Your smile lights up the whole room, and you have this warm presence. How could I regret having someone as wonderful as you in my life?”

“Jongdae-” You began to protest.

Jongdae rolled his eyes, “_____, you talk way too much.”  He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to yours. Your eyes widened, along with your body stiffening. That was only for a moment. your eyes fluttered closed and you melted into his arms. He was showing his warmth and love through his lips as he deepened the kiss. One arm wrapped around your waist, the other resting on your cheek.  Your lips parted, giving him way.

You were losing oxygen and began to pull away. You caught your breath. Jongdae leaned in giving a few more small kisses before fully pulling away.

“Only thing I regret,” Jongdae began, “Is not telling you how I felt sooner.”