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NewtXReader - embarrassed

Request : Hellooooo! I just had a random fluffy idea where Newt has to wear reading glasses but is embarrassed about them and doesn’t want his girlfriend (reader) to see him wearing them but one day she just walks into their room to see him with them on and he gets all blushy and embarrassed but she thinks they’re adorable? Love your writing btw :)



Something was wrong.

You just knew it…

You had always loved helping Newt with his work, particularly when it came to his writing. Whether it be correcting his clumsy little mistakes in his paragraphs or simply just listening to the beautiful words he wrote.

Sunday nights would mostly consist of him reading a new chapter of his journal, as you peacefully cuddled close into him on the bed. Although neither of you weren’t doing anything extremely exciting, you always cherished the bonding time together. However these nights seemed to become more and more rare now, Newt making continuous excuses to go straight to sleep. No reading. No cuddling. Nothing.

You missed the sound of his soothing voice lulling you to sleep, finding your bed to be cold and lonely, missing Newt’s muscular arms wrapped around you.

Had you done something wrong? Maybe the spark in the relationship was dying…well on his end anyways. You didn’t understand it at all. In a desperate plea you decided you’d ask him to read you again, the sleepless nights taking a toll on you.

“Newt…Can you read your new chapter to me? Please, you haven’t read in so long?”, you begged with a longing look of hope in your eyes.

“E-em maybe not tonight love. I haven’t finished it yet..” Newt anxiously replied, his eyes completely averted your gaze. Shuffling slightly towards the other side of the bed, he turned his back towards you, leaving your side empty and cold. His sudden change of mood leaving you baffled. You knew darn well that Newt had told a lie, he finished the next chapter 2 weeks ago. Hurt washed over you as Newt looked sympathetically back towards your frame. Guilt crossing his features.

“Don’t worry darling I promise…soon” he moved slightly closer placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, although to you it felt empty.

In a way you felt silly. It was just a little light reading that’s all. You and Newt did other stuff, right?

Deep down though this little late night activity was special to you, sentimental even. If this was the first pillar to collapse in the relationship who knows what will go next.

Even though he was lying just across from you, he felt more distant than ever.

1 week Later

You boiled the kettle for the fifth time this morning, already filled to the brim with tea and wired with caffeine, you busied herself getting the cups and teabags ready. Another quick glance at the clock only seemed to confirm that time was slowing down.

You really didn’t know what to do with yourself. You normally helped Newt with his work but he had insisted he didn’t need your help. Feeling useless you pottered around the apartment, unsure of your purpose.

Borden slowly driving you insane you decided to check up on Newt, making your way quietly down the ladder and into his case. Maybe he’d want your help now? Or maybe not?

Newt was huddled in the corner of his messy study, furiously working on his journal. His hand scribbled at an uneasy pace, as words flowed from the tip of his pen. You took a moment to admire his adorable state of concentration.

Feeling a presence, Newt slowly lifted his gaze from his pages to your small frame. And that’s when you noticed it….

The glasses.

The black frame complimented his face and gazing at him now you noticed how professional and sexy he seemed. A sense of sophistication about him, yet utter adorableness at the same time.

Frozen in shock for a second he snapped out of his trance, quickly swiping the accessories from face. Consumed in his writing he had completely forgotten about the glasses until you had appeared, his secret becoming revealed.

“Y/N- love- I….” Newt’s cheeks became a dark shade of red, as he attempted to muster out words. Though looking deep into his eyes you saw how he was ashamed of the, his embarrassment radiating towards you.

“You never told me you wore glasses?”, you attempted to conceal the hurt in you voice. You thought you and Newt shared everything together? You know it was just a silly little secret but still you were upset he hadn’t told you.

“They’re horrible looking…” Newt mumbled shyly, still with a discontent look on his face, “I didn’t want you to see them”. Newt looked close to breaking point, his eyebrows furrowed in distress.

From the moment you met him, you never took Newt as the confident type, in fact it took him 6 months to show you the scars that littered his body. But the truth was you loved him whether he was dressed in his vintage blue coat, old worn cosy pyjamas, (or nothing at all but you wouldn’t admit that one…)

“Is this why you… Didn’t want me around”, you quietly whispered the last part, almost fearing Newt’s response.

“Y/N God no! I always want you around I- I just thought you wouldn’t like the glasses. That why I didn’t want to read at night”.

Walking towards him you gently took the glasses from his hand. Leaning closer towards his freckled face you places a soft kiss against his lips, savouring the taste you had missed for so long. A look of relief overwhelmed at your gesture, as a small smile took over his features.

Lifting the spectacles back up towards his face hovering a second, “I think..” You placed the glasses back on him, “you look even more handsome with them on, Mr Scamander”.

Newt directly stared at you, the way all women want to be looked at. His green eyes illuminating every piece of love he held for you. “Merlin I’m so lucky, you know that?” he softly whispered into your locks of hair.

“Newt I love you, every single part. Especially your flaws and little imperfections cause they make you different. They make you my Newt”.

“Thank you love” Newt softly whispered pulling you close. Finding comfort in his embrace he gave you the touch you had yearned for so long. Feeling protected in his muscular arms.

He didn’t need glasses to see you clearly loved him.


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Advice for Learning the Meanings of the Tarot Cards

I’ve been a tarot enthusiast for many years. I even did readings for myself, sporadically, for a little while, but I always had to use a reference book for the meanings of the cards. This means that my readings weren’t ever very helpful, because I never memorized the cards and therefore I never developed a relationship with the cards. It’s kind of like only being able to dance when you have pre-painted footsteps on the floor onto which you must be careful to place your own feet. You never learn to feel the music if that’s how you’re dancing.

Several factors interfered with my learning the card meanings, one of which is the sheer number of meanings to memorize: 78 cards! 156 if you’re using reversals! Wow - a daunting prospect to be sure! And even when I would periodically decide to memorize those meanings, I ran into the fact that every book I checked seemed to give different meanings for some of the cards. Whose meanings should I memorize? So, for years, I just gave up. Despite my love for these cards, I gave up. So much wasted time!

A little while ago, during a reading from someone I trust, I got word that I was supposed to be working with the cards. This confirmed what I’d always felt but failed to act upon. Well, I’ve recently decided to pursue a working knowledge of the tarot. I’m still a work in progress, but it’s been going well, so I thought I’d share with you what’s been working for me.

1. Find the meanings you’ll be using
The first thing I had to do was make peace with the fact that different folks give the cards different meanings. If I wanted to begin learning the meanings, I would have to decide upon one author who seemed to know what they were talking about and stick with that author’s meanings. I realized that once I began to form a relationship with the cards, I’d develop my own nuances and associations with the cards. But I wouldn’t be able to reach that place until I was able to work with them, and I wouldn’t be able to work with them until I had some meanings memorized as a starting point. Kind of like how Pablo Picasso painted like other painters until he became confident enough to develop his own unique style.

2. Divide the deck
In order to learn this much information, I decided I’d best break the deck up into bite-sized chunks. I did this by breaking the deck up into six sections: one section for each of the suits of the Minor Arcana, and then I divided the Major Arcana in half. I decided to begin with what I thought would be the hardest part first: learning the Minor Arcana.

3. Turn the deck itself into your flash cards
This part felt a bit like sacrilege to me, but I took the cheapest Rider-Waite deck I could find and started taping mini index cards to the back of each tarot card. Instead of just looking at a list in order to learn the cards’ meanings, I wanted to learn to associate each card’s meaning with the actual image on the card. So I took mini index cards and wrote a bunch of key words and key ideas on each one and used packing tape to tape each mini index card to the back of the appropriate tarot card. I tend to be a visual learner, and this step has really turbo charged my learning.

4. Review the deck, a chunk at a time
I knew that I wanted to learn the deck well, so I got over the idea that I had to learn quickly. I spent the first week just learning the suit of Cups. I didn’t require of myself that I learn the meaning of each card perfectly; I just had to know it very well. After all, I will keep reviewing them over time and working with them in readings, so there will be plenty of time to refine my knowledge of the meanings. I used a sort of spaced repetition as I reviewed the cards: if I knew the meaning of the card very well, I would put that card at the back of the pile. If I didn’t know it very well, I’d put the card back in the middle of the deck so that I’d review it again before I finished. And if I totally blanked on the meaning of a card, I put it back close to the front of the deck so that I’d get a chance to review it again much sooner.

5. Integrate the next chunk
When it came time to learn the next suit, I’d spend a day with just that suit. Then, I would mix the two suits together and review them that way. When I began to study the suit of Swords, I didn’t want to forget the meanings of the suit of Cups. I did the same the next week with Wands, and then with Pentacles. Spend some time with just the new suit, then mix together all the suits you’ve studied thus far.

6. After the third week, make any necessary modifications
After you’ve been studying for a while, you’ll notice that the first suit you chose to study is getting the most study time. So, once you’ve been at it for three weeks or more, feel free to spend more time with the suit/cards which you’re finding require more review time. For example, during my fourth week of study, I found that I had been reviewing the suit of Cups for over three weeks and knew it pretty well, so Cups didn’t need as much review time as Wands did, and I took the Cups out of my review pile for the week.
At five weeks, as I moved on to the first half of the Major Arcana, I found that I was memorizing the Major Arcana pretty easily. I had thought that I would; that’s why I left them for last. But I found that the court cards (Page, Knight, Queen, and King) of all the suits were giving me an unexpected amount of trouble. So, I decided that my fifth week review deck would consist of the first 11 cards of the Major Arcana along with the court cards of the suits of Cups and Swords (the first two suits I studied), and that my sixth week review deck would consist of the last 11 cards of the Major Arcana along with the court cards of the suits of Wands and Pentacles.

7. Start doing readings, if you haven’t already
Once you’ve got basic meanings of all 78 cards mostly memorized (remember, we’re not aiming for 100% perfection!), start doing readings. Doing readings is the real way that you will internalize the meanings of the cards and also how you’ll flesh out the meanings. The meanings will become more layered and complex as you see them in multiple contexts. You’ll likely still need to check your references for the meanings of some of the cards as you do your first readings, but you’ll likely be pleasantly surprised by how often you remember the meanings of the cards. Begin with simpler readings: 1-card readings and 3-card readings. You’re now moving on to taking the basic meanings of the cards and turning them into stories. If the individual cards are like words, a 3-card reading is like a sentence and you’re learning to construct sentences in a new language.

8. Learn (or don’t learn) the Reversed Meanings
Up until this point, I haven’t addressed the usage of Reversals: what the cards mean when they show up in a reading upside-down. This is intentional, for several reasons: 1) if learning the meanings of 78 cards was daunting, learning 156 meanings probably would have seemed impossible; 2) some of you may decide not to use reversals; and 3) once you’ve learned the meanings of all 78 cards, you will pretty much already know the reversed meanings.


Sana has had a long and exhausting day at school. These days it seems like all the teachers teamed up to make the students’ lives as hard as possible. But Sana won’t let that bring her down. She knows she is a good student and a few rough days are fine, she can handle it. Her way of dealing with the stress is to get home and take time to relax.

As soon as she steps a foot through the door to her house, she doubts she’ll have much time to relax on her own. While Sana takes off her shoes she hears laughter from the living room. That’s not unusual. What’s unusual is that Sana isn’t hearing the laughter of five guys. She’s hearing Elias for sure but the other person sounds like … a child. Which doesn’t make sense for Sana in that moment at all. That’s why she leaves her shoes and bag at the door and quickly goes to the living room door. She opens the door just so little that she can see who is inside. Once her eyes fall on Elias running around the living room, chasing a little child that is laughing uncontrollably a big smile finds its way on Sana’s lips. Sana is not sure why exactly she is seeing her brother play tag with a child in her living room but it’s funny to look at. It also brings back own memories of her eldest brother chasing Elias and Sana around the house or in the garden.

A few moments Sana just stands at the door, leaning on the door frame with her arms crossed in front of her. It takes Elias a minute or two to notice his sister being finally home. But when he does, he stops chasing the little girl, who is oblivious to Sana being there. Elias stands up straight and quickly goes over to the door, where Sana is still standing.

“Hey, Sana! Great you’re home!”, he says, still smiling and looking back and forth between his sister and the little girl.

“I completely forgot that I have a job interview in…”, he looks down at his watch, “… 15 minutes  but I also agreed to look after Lily for an hour. But I really need to go now, you’ll look after her, right? Her mom will be here in 45 minutes or so.”

With that Elias walks past Sana. He doesn’t wait for Sana to answer. Confused, and a little overwhelmed with the information and task Elias just dumped on her, Sana turns on her spot and watches as Elias runs into his room and comes back to put his shoes on. While he does that Sana walks up to him and blocks his way to the door.

“Elias.”, she says and waits for her brother to look at her. He looks up and raises his eyebrows as if he can’t think of anything Sana would want to say to him in this very moment. “Why did you agree to look after Lily when you have a job interview? Am I supposed to babysit her now?”

Elias is preoccupied with putting his shoes on, checking his pockets and backpack to look if he has everything he needs.  While doing that he looks at his sister again and nods. He’s in a rush and talking so fast that it’s almost impossible to understand what he’s saying. It would be impossible if Sana didn’t grow up with him.

“I forgot about the job interview. There was an emergency where dad and Lily’s mom are needed. She couldn’t find a babysitter so quickly and asked if we could babysit.” Elias is almost panting. He is rushing to get out of the house. Elias had told Sana about the job interview and she didn’t forget about it. So how could he?  

Elias goes to open the door but then remembers somethings. He runs into the living room and quickly tells Lily: ”Hey, Lily. I need to go now to do something important but my sister, Sana, will be here with you, okay? She’s really fun, I promise.”

From where she’s standing Sana can’t see Lily but she hears a small ‘Okay’. Then Elias runs past her and opens the door and runs into the person standing right in front of the door, with his hand raised to ring the doorbell.

Elias looks up at him, says Sorry and turns to Sana to quickly say: ”Oh, and I also forgot that I made plans with Yousef. Please explain it to him. Love you. Wish me luck. Bye.” He keeps on talking while walking down the stairs until Sana and Yousef hear the main door close loudly.

With a very confused look Yousef turns to Sana and raises his eyebrows. But before asking anything he takes a second to look at Sana and smiles.


Sana smiles back at him. “Hi.”

A few seconds they stand at the door and Yousef is content with it but he’s also still confused. He was supposed to meet Elias here to think of new YouTube- video ideas. That plan obviously won’t work out now because his best friend just ran out of the house. For a second Sana forgets that there is a child in her living room, she doesn’t really now. She has met Lily and her mom twice before but that was at big dinner-party type things.

“He forgot about his job interview.”, Sana tells Yousef.

Then her eyes widen. Now she remembers Lily sitting in the living room. Sana looks over her shoulder and looks back at Yousef with slight panic in her eyes. Even before Yousef can ask if she’s okay, Sana decides to ask him something.

“Do you have a little bit of time now?” Yousef looks at Sana, his head tilted to the side, trying to figure out why she would ask that. Usually Sana is not this direct. When they hang out, only the two of them, it’s usually not because Sana asks. It just happens.
Yousef tries not to get his hopes up too much, the panic in her eyes is not what he hoped she would look at him like when asking something like this.

Yousef nods. “My plans just got cancelled by Elias running out of the house.”

“You’re good with kids, right? I mean, you work in a kindergarten. And you want 12 kids someday, so you need to be good with kids, don’t you?” Sana is too busy hoping he agrees to help her babysit that she doesn’t completely realize what she’s saying.

Yousef can’t help himself and has to smile about Sana being so jittery and kind of nervous. It’s not often that Sana lets her guards down like this. Plus, she mentions the 12 kids. Yousef thinks back to the conversation they had in the kitchen weeks ago. The first real conversation they ever had. Yousef’s smile grows until he bites his lip to stop himself.

At the same time Yousef has no clue where this conversation is leading. None at all.

“I like to think I’m good with kids, yes.”, Yousef responds and immediately Sana opens the door more and points to the living room. The living room door is also open. Yousef and Sana both look at the little girl sitting on the floor and skipping through the pages of a book. Yousef observes how Sana’s panicked face softens a little when watching the little girl. Then Sana turns around and catches Yousef looking at her. She smiles shortly and blushes which Yousef notices and starts smiling too.

“Elias agreed to babysit her because he forgot about his job interview.” Sana explains.

Yousef nods and walks into the house. He closes the door behind him and waits for Sana to lead the way. Sana doesn’t need to explicitly ask him to help her. Yousef knows Sana enough to know she doesn’t like asking for help, ever. That she trusts him enough to do that makes him happier than he wants to admit to himself. Looking after a kid that is probably around 5 or 6 years old is not that hard anyway and he gets to spend time with Sana.

Sana looks at Yousef one more time and leads the way to the living room. Sana knows that it’s ridiculous to be so nervous to babysit a child. Especially when the child is 5 years old. She’s not a baby anymore. There’s still an uneasy feeling in her stomach that makes Sana unsure about this whole thing. She likes children. But she feels more comfortable when their parents are present so that they can deal with any problems their child may have.

Sana stands in front of Lily, who is looking up at Sana. To do that Lily has to lean back too much, which is why Sana decides to sit down on the floor, across from Lily.

“Hi, I’m Sana.” Sana doesn’t know what exactly to say. She doesn’t remember when it was the last time she was alone with someone under 16 years. Even with all her cousins she loves Sana is barely alone with.

Lily smiles broadly at Sana and nods which makes her brown her fly all over the place. Playing tag with Elias probably caused her hair to fall out of her ponytail. “I know.”

That makes Sana smile. At least Lily is not a child that doesn’t like to talk, Sana thinks. Because that makes everything harder. Still, now Sana is not sure what to do or say. Should she just let Lily play on her own, read her a book, play tag like Elias did? Lily goes back to turning pages in the book on her lap. It’s one of the fairy-tale books Sana’s mother put on their big book shelf. Sana lets her gaze wander through the room and finally turns to Yousef.

Yousef has been standing at the door and observing the situation in front of him. It amazes him how cautious Sana is around the little girl. There is still confidence in the way Sana sits down in front of the girl and introduces herself but it’s different from what Yousef has seen of Sana before. Behind the obvious confidence, Yousef can sense her nervousness and insecurity about the situation which is new. And very cute. His lips quirk up into a smile and Sana just looks at him with her eyebrows raised and a questioning look. Sana nods at Yousef as if to say that he should join them. So he does. He pushes himself of off the wall and walks to the two girls. Like Sana did before, Yousef sits down in front of the little girl. There’s only little space between Sana and Yousef. The little girl is still busy with turning pages without actually looking at them. She probably went through the book three times since Yousef stood at the door.

The little girl notices that someone new joined her and looks up from the book. With big eyes she looks at Yousef and then at Sana. Finally she turns her attention on Yousef again.

“Who are you?” Lily asks Yousef. Sana looks from Yousef to Lily and back to Yousef and sees how he instantly breaks into a smile.

He sits up straight and answers the girl. “My name is Yousef. I’m Sana’s …”, he stops for a second and instinctively turns to Sana. He could feel her gaze on him. With her legs crossed under her, Sana listens carefully to what Yousef says and when he stops and looks at her, she just looks back at him. Not answering for him. Did she know what they were to each other. Can Yousef tell the little girl what he actually thinks?

He ends up saying:” I’m Sana’s friend.” Yousef doesn’t dare to look at Sana. He fears seeing her reaction to that might be something he doesn’t want to see. He proceeds to talk to the little girl. “And who are you? I see that you already know Sana and Elias.”

Sana watches the guy sitting next to her and the little girl in front of her talk and all she can think in that very moment is: How cute can they be? Yousef’s tone when speaking to Lily is extra soft but he doesn’t talk to her like she’s a baby which Lily probably very much enjoys.

Sana misses a small part of their conversation because she was too lost in thoughts and secretly admiring how easy it is for Yousef to connect with children. She wouldn’t ever admit to that but the fact that he is good with children makes him even more attractive in her eyes.

“Elias played tag with me. Can we play tag?” Lily asks Yousef. Wow, how much could Sana have missed in that one minute she didn’t pay attention? They became friends fast.

Yousef nods but turns to Sana once more. He catches her watching them with a smile on her face, dimples showing. Without being able to take his eyes off of Sana Yousef answers Lily.

“We can do that. Do you want to ask Sana if she wants to play too?” Yousef doesn’t look anywhere but into Sana’s eyes for a few seconds and Sana doesn’t look anywhere but into Yousef’s eyes. He is not even saying or doing anything special but why does him sitting next to her, shoulders barely touching, make Sana feel so happy and content with her life in that moment?

Lily’s voice breaks the trance Yousef and Sana are in. They both look at Lily again.

“Sana, do you want play tag with us. Please?” Lily changes the position she sits in to lean a little forward, towards Sana. With a big smile and the cutest hopeful look on her face Lily waits for an answer. Sana’s smile matches Lily’s when she nods and agrees to play. Yousef tries not to stare at Sana but she makes it impossible for him when she is so cute like this.

“But let’s go outside to play tag.” Sana suggests. Apparently that was the wrong thing to say because Lily furrows her eyebrows and pouts. The smile Sana was sporting seconds ago vanishes and once more panic fills her eyes. Yousef notices and doesn’t know if it’s more funny or more heartbreaking to see Sana react like this.

“But we played here with Elias.” Lily still pouts and crosses her arms in front of her. Sana takes a deep breath as if she wants to say something but she doesn’t.

Yousef speaks up and Sana’s head quickly turns to him. “Lily, I think Sana is right.” To that Lily looks at Yousef with a disappointed look and shakes her head. But Yousef doesn’t give her the reaction she wants. Working in a kindergarten teaches you to say No to children, no matter how cute they are and how much they pout or throw a tantrum.

“It’s much more fun playing outside. There is more space to run and there are swings outside!”

Lily suddenly jumps up and claps excitedly. “Swings!”

She jumps up and down and then takes Yousef’s hand and tries to drag him up from his spot on the floor, next to Yousef. Yousef stands up and looks down at Lily who is ready to run outside. Sana’s still sitting down but looking up at the two people standing in front of her.

Yousef holds his hand out to Sana to help her up. His eyes are trained on her. Sana looks from Yousef’s eyes to the hand he’s holding out for her. She’s glad that he supported her, even if it is just a small thing. She takes his hand and lets him pull herself up and to him. She ends up standing millimetres away from him. Both, Yousef and Sana, staring in to each other’s eyes forget everything for the shortest moment but as soon as Sana notices how close they’re actually standing she clears her throat and takes a step back. Her hand that is still in Yousef’s falls next to her and she presses her lips together.

“Let’s go now. Yousef, Sana. I want to go outside now.” Lily takes Yousef’s hand a ‘drags’ him with her. Before they leave the living room Yousef looks over his shoulder to Sana and grins at her. As soon as he turns away from her again Sana closes her eyes and breathes deeply in to recollect herself. What she doesn’t know is that Yousef tries to calm himself like she does while walking away from Sana when he’d rather go back to the same spot he was standing just seconds ago.

Sana knows that Lily is in good hands with Yousef. That’s why she isn’t worried about getting snacks and something to eat from the kitchen before going outside. When Sana goes outside, her eyes instantly find Yousef in his white T-shirt standing at the swing set. Lily sits on one of the swings but doesn’t move. Instead she asks Yousef a lot of questions. Yousef stands with his back to Sana, so Sana decides to wait a little bit before approaching them.

“How old are you?” Lily asks him.

“I’m 20. And how old are you?”

“5.” Lily answers and shows him her hand a wriggles her fingers.

“Do you like Elias?” Lily asks.

Sana hears Yousef laugh which makes her smile. She walks a few steps but doesn’t interrupt the conversation.

“I do. He is my best friend.”

“Really? But he told me he is my best friend today.” Lily says that in the most serious tone Sana has ever heard a child talk in.

Yousef chuckles again and saves the situation. “Did he? But you can have more than one best friend.”

To that Lily giggles and seems very satisfied with the answer. But she keeps on asking. Sana would have been overwhelmed with so many questions but Yousef is doing alright.

“So is Sana your best friend then?” Lily says but when Yousef doesn’t answer quickly she continues to talk. Sana is pretty amused by now but still very interested in Yousef’s answer.

“I.. no, she has other best friends.” Yousef answers finally. How would he describe their complicated relationship to a child?

“But you said you can have more than one best friend. Don’t you like Sana?” Sana has to concentrate a lot to not laugh out loud. Lily doesn’t make it easy for Yousef. Sana walks a little closer again to not miss anything Yousef says.

“I like Sana. I like Sana a lot, actually.” Yousef finally answers and Sana starts smiling broadly again. She wishes she could see his face right now but if she did she couldn’t listen now.

Lily continues talking about Sana and Yousef. Why she’s so interested Sana doesn’t know but she really doesn’t mind either. “So why is she not your best friend then?”

Yousef tilts his head a little and Sana can imagine what his facial expression looks like now. Eyebrows raised, a small smile on his lips and nose scrunched up in concentration. “I don’t know. Good question. Maybe we should ask her when she joins us.”

Sana waits a few moments until she walks the rest of the way to them and announces her arrival with “I brought snacks.” Lily jumps down from the swing and runs up to Sana. Yousef on the other hand turns around on his spot and watches as Sana helps Lily choose if she should eat sliced apples or a banana first. Yousef watches as Sana smiles, with her dimples showing, when Lily just can’t decide.

When Lily finally decides for the apple, she takes a slice and immediately shouts: ”You’re it.” And pokes Sana in her stomach. Lily starts running but Sana just stares after her. With the tray full of snacks and drinks in her hands, Sana react for a short while and then looks at Yousef. He’s standing at the swing set, arms crossed in front of his chest, smiling and nodding at Sana and then in the direction of where Lily ran off too. Sana closes the distance between her and Yousef and pushes the tray from her hands into Yousef’s arms.

For a while Yousef sits on the swing and watches Sana run after Lily or Lily running after Sana who is desperately trying not to run too fast but at the same time to act like that’s the fastest she can go. For some time the girls forget that Yousef is even there, at least that’s what Yousef thinks. Once in a while he hears Lily start laughing loudly which Sana joins with her own laughter.

“Hey!” Sana says to Yousef. The first time this whole time Yousef is at the Bakkoush house today he has his phone in his hand. He looks up at Sana who is standing a few steps in front of him. She has her hands in the pockets of her light blue hoodie. She smiles down at him and he has to squint with one eye because the sun is shining bright. The sunlight around Sana makes her look like an angel and her dimple-y smile distracts Yousef.

“Hi.” Yousef responds with a smile of his own but to him nothing matches Sana’s smile.

“Aren’t you playing with us?” Sana asks. She looks away from Yousef and behind him for a moment. Yousef doesn’t get the chance to think of a funny answer to make her laugh because he feels someone poking his back and hears a little girl’s voice shouting: “You’re it!”

Sana and Lily laugh at Yousef’s surprised look and while Lily starts running away immediately Sana stays stood in front of Yousef and smiles mischievously. Yousef puts his phone in the pocket of his pants and stands up.

“You teamed up on me?” Yousef asks the girl standing in front of him. Sana, trying to restrain her laughter pressing her lips together, nods. Yousef’s eyes follow the small movement and he starts slowly walking towards Sana. “That’s unfair.”

Sana rolls her eyes but still smiles. “Life is unfair, Yousef. Deal with it.”

Grinning Yousef raises his eyebrows and nods. He takes a few more slow steps and once Sana realizes what he’s doing, backs away slowly until they both break into a sprint. Sana runs between the swing-set, under the slide to the basketball basket. Yousef always right behind her. Sana has to abruptly stop because Lily crosses her path and that’s how Yousef catches Sana but they almost fall over because of the abrupt stop. Sana instinctively holds onto Yousef’s shirt and his hands promptly go to her arms to steady her. They are both a little out of breath, and not only because of all the running they did.

“Sana, you’re it!” Lily shouts.

“That was enough cardio training for the rest of the week.” Sana states after she closes the door and leans on it. Lily’s mother just came to pick her up. It wasn’t 45 minutes like Elias said. Lily was with Sana and Yousef for one and a half hours. That doesn’t sound like much but almost every second of that time was spend playing tag, hide and seek or any other game that demanded a lot of running.

“Is the basketball star Sana Bakkoush complaining about a little bit of running?” Yousef comments on that. Sana laughs at his comment, partly because it’s cute and partly because she doesn’t know how to answer to that. Yousef’s leaning on the wall across from Sana and they just stand there for one or two minutes just smiling at each other.

“But.. Thank you for staying. And helping babysit.” Sana thanks him. If he didn’t stay, she would have had a harder time. She actually had fun this afternoon.

“No worries!” Yousef answers and watches Sana push herself off of the wall. They walk into the living room and Sana starts collecting all the stuff Elias apparently found for Lily to play with. Yousef goes to help her and asks: “Do you like kids a little more now?”

Sana holds the book she picked up from the floor and turns to Yousef. “What do you mean? I told you I liked kids.” She remembers their conversation in the kitchen a while back.

Yousef narrows his eyes and looks at Sana critically. “I remember not being completely convinced, to be honest.”

Sana puts the book back on the shelf and turns around to Yousef and walks two steps to shorten the distance between them. “Just because I don’t want 12 kids like you do doesn’t mean I don’t like kids.” Sana picks up a stuffed animal from the sofa and shortens the distance between her and Yousef a tiny bit more.

Yousef remembers the Friday after he had to call Sana to get a drunk Elias home. The way she walks towards her now reminds him of the way she walked towards him with a soccer ball under her arm. He smiles at the memory and even though Sana doesn’t know why he is smiling, just matches him with her own smile.

“Well, you only want two kids. When someone likes kids, they don’t want just two kids.” Yousef replies. Now there are only three steps between Yousef and Sana and they stand there, looking each other in the eyes.

“Are you honestly telling me you would like to have 12 kids that need your constant attention after a this exhausting time with just one?” Sana asks because she knows it’s not the same as being a teacher in a kindergarten.

Yousef doesn’t look anywhere but into Sana’s eyes and nods.

“If it is this much fun, then definitely yes!”

Surprise Part 7

Summary :  You die while being on a mission with the team. At least , that’s what you thought. What happens when you suddenly wake up alive ? What do you do now? & how will the team handle the news after thinking you’ve been dead for months?

Warnings : swearing, angst, violence , fluff, semi smut!.

Pairing, (so far) : Avengers x reader, Steve Rogers x Reader

Chapter 6

Marvel Master List       Surprise Master List

                                                  Chapter 7

  Its been two weeks since that day . You spent a week unconscious, with an angry & worried Steve at your side the entire time . When you woke up, you watched as a few tears rolled from his cheeks, he gave you a light kiss on the forehead, then left the room . It was a silent, but warm  interaction, sadly it was the last warm moment you two had . Steve hasn’t spoken to you since .

 The team re located to the Avengers compound on the outskirts of the city after the attack on the tower.  The day after you woke up , you went right to work on practicing your powers ( against Bruce’s advice.)  The last week has been mostly you and Wanda, practicing outside & using the extremely spacious yard ( if you can call that much land a yard ) .

 " Again Y/n . Focus on throwing sparks at the balls I throw .“ Wanda directs, she tosses a small ball into the air once again, and you quickly try to aim your powers at it. This time you manage to successfully hit it, making it fizzle until it turned to black ash and fell to the ground.

Originally posted by daisyskyewalker

"Good!” she cheers ,clapping her hands together

“ Yeah Wan, real good. What was that one?  4 out of 50? " you sigh , dropping to sit in the grass . She follows, taking your hand in hers as she sits,

” You used a lot of force Y/n, you have more within you than  you know. Its not just going to do what you want when you aren’t even sure how to control it yet . I know its frustrating, but have patience with yourself. “

 I nod, leaning my head on her shoulder.

” So Steve hasn’t talked to you still? “

"  Not a word. ”

“He may not have anything to say , but I know you do . Make him listen Y/n . He cares for you , you didn’t see his face the day at the tower, it was almost as if I was   actually watching his heart break . He didn’t leave your side the entire week you were out. " 

Originally posted by elcapitan-rogers

Shes right, he may not want to talk , but he sure as hell can listen . You stand up, wiping the grass off myself.

” Youre right Wanda,  where-“

” His room . “  she answers with a wink . you smile at her before taking off back towards the compound .

 You don’t bother knocking on Steves door, opting for barging in . When his door swings open, his eyes shoot to yours but quickly fall back down to the book in his lap .

” I get it , your mad, or upset or whatever   and don’t want to talk to me; but I have a hell of a lot to say to you . “ your tone seems to get his attention, he marks his page before training his attention on you .I can do this, how hard can it be to yell at Captain America? Fuck.

 ” I did what I had to , and Id do it again . I didn’t know what would happen to me , but there were lives at risk ; lives of our own agents in that tower Steve. Was I suppose to just hop on the jet and leave them with the Hydra agents? Maybe if I didn’t have this… gift , I would have. I had the capability to do something, to save people  ; and I did . I will not ever apologize for making that decision ,and if you expect me to , then you aren’t the man I thought you were.  I am a part of this team now, I have the same responsibilities as you , and if you cant - “

” You were reckless, you think you know why I’m mad?  Your powers could of not only taken out those agents, but also our agents, and what if they sparked up to the jet ? To Tonys suit? You would have done a lot more damage than good  Y/n . You may be apart of this team, but you clearly don’t have the- “

Originally posted by stallingdemons

” Oh you’ve got to be kidding me Steve! I took a fucking chance, and it worked ! If I hadn’t people still would of died ! Cant you focus on the positive instead of the ’ what if’ ?! “ you bark at him  . You don’t know when, but sometime between the arguing Steve moved and is now right infront of you , angry eyes locked onto yours. 

 "  You should of got on the jet and-”

“ And played it safe Steve?   No fucking way . No one else on the team has a problem with this-”

“ No one else on the team is in love with you!” he blurts out . Your eyes widen, but then squint with anger .

“  You’re angry at me for saving lives, because you love me. ” You let out a dry laugh . “ Youre really something else Rogers. I never took you as a selfish prick . Youre mad I didn’t avoid a dangerous situation, a situation that if I ignored would of resulted in -”

“ I didn’t mean - i would never willingly put others lives at risk . The team isn’t as angry about what happen because they aren’t me Y/n , they aren’t me & you. That’s what i meant.” he sighs, his hand ghosts over your, but before he can make contact you step back .

“ Is this what its going to be like ?  You ignore me because you ‘love me’ , and i made a risky move? I would never treat you like this, regardless of what you do and how much i love you .  This -” you point between the two of you ,“ is not okay . Right now, we are not okay . I don’t want this, to have the thought of upsetting you hanging over my head everytime I’m in a dangerous situation .”

“ Y/n - ”

“ No Steve,i just - i cant. ”

“ I almost lost you , and  youre going to walk out on me? ” he asks, sadness and irony in his voice.

“ Learn to deal with the fact that I’m not always going to make rational decisions when it comes to saving people, and i wont have to walk away . ” you say over your shoulder before leaving his room .

Originally posted by fragileheartxxx

4 days later.

The team was able to sense the tension between me and Steve once again. You have avoided him since you left his room, avoided any and all chance of having to speak or see him . But today, you aren’t lucky enough to be able to do that anymore.

  As you walk into your room, you let out a loud yelp when you see Steve waiting on your bed .

“ Its not polite to scare a lady Steve.” you sigh , leaning against your doorway .

“ Its not polite to avoid others either .” he snaps . Touche .

“ Id appreciate if youd keep your comments to yourself until I’m finished saying what i need to .” he announces, looking to you for your agreement. You nod, signaling him to continue .

“ Being an avenger , living this life, means sometimes there isn’t time for rational choices ; you’re right  and id be a hypocrite to hold your actions against you any further. But  it doesn’t mean that your actions don’t effect others negatively.  I’ve lost a lot in my life Y/n , I’m not ready to lose you , again; not when i just got you back . ” He sighs, running his hands down his face. You can see how much he is struggling with this and a pang of guilt hits you . Damn it Steve.

 You move to sit next to him , taking his hand in yours .

“ I didn’t- i guess i didn’t exactly think of it that way . You still handled this like a complete dick though Steve. ”

 He lets out a laugh , squeezing my hand as he does.  “  You sent me through a complete wave of deja vu  that day ,ya know. Its like the day you died was slowly replaying  .”

“ I’m sorry i didn’t mean-”

“I know you didn’t . All you meant to do was keep people safe, even if it meant getting yourself hurt . I didn’t think it was possible to love & hate something about someone  ; that was until i met you and your damn selflessness. ”

“ I’m sorry , have you met yourself Steve? Your a walking poster for that, even more than i am . ” you snap , removing your hand from his .

“ You think it wasn’t hard having to watch all the times you through yourself infront of others before i died?  I dealt with it though , without making you feel like shit Steve. If you cant do the same-”

Steve cuts you off by placing his lips on yours . Before you can fall too deeply into it , you push yourself away  .

“ If you would let me apologize instead of butting in to yell at me thatd be great Y/n. ” he says with  a smile.

“ So you aren’t going to act like a dick next time i decide to blast my powers?”

“ ill try my best to deal with it .”

 You smile, pulling him back into a kiss . The kiss turns into more, keeping you and Steve in his bed throughout the rest of the day and night , until your body was completely worn out.

Originally posted by for-the-love-of-vampire-diaries

 You wake up with your legs tangled with Steves, and his arm slung over your bare waist.  His alarm begins blaring shortly after you wake, making Steve groan behind you .  Loud knocking startles both of you , making you clutch his blanket to your chest. His door swings open, revealing Sam and Bucky .

 " Looks like all is fine and Dandy in Captain Land. “ Sam says through his laughter.

” Does this mean we don’t have to run today ?“ Bucky asks .

” Give me 5 minutes.“ The two groan and Steve and disappear from the doorway .  You turn to him ,pouting out your lip ,

” Cant you skip running for one day !“ you ask . He laughs, moving to get out of his bed but you stop him with a had around his wrist. You tug him onto his back, crawling over him until your straddling his lap . His already hard cock nudging at your center makes you both let out low moans. You lean down, your hands on either side of his head , until your lips are hovering over his .

” Please Steve ?“ He leans up, connecting your lips in sweet kiss .

Originally posted by sensualkisses

In a flash , he flips you onto your back and hovers over you, his lips dive back down to meet  yours in a hot, needy kiss. You wrap your legs around his hips, gently rocking your hips up into his.

” Steve come-“

 at the sound of Sams voice, Steve wraps his arms around your waist and whips your both onto the floor and out of sight  . You know Sam probably saw a little too much skin from the two of you , but you cant help but laugh .

” Jesus, shut the damn door guys!“

” Youre the one that left it open before Bird boy! “ you shout .

Originally posted by horcrx-hunter

Steve gets up before you can protest, quickly grabbing his running clothes from his dresser.   He emerges from his bathroom fully dressed with a smirk . He walks over, bending and lifting your bridal style before tossing you back into his bed.

” You better be in this exact spot when i get back, understood?“  his tone playful, but commanding  . 

” Yes, Captain. “You send him a mock salute, blowing him a kiss as he leaves the room laughing. 

  You stay in Steves bed for a little while longer before FRIDAY calls to you

"Miss, there is a package being delivered that needs to be signed for . ”

“ Ugh , isn’t anyone else here to do it ?”

“ I’m afraid not miss, Everyone is either out running,on a mission or shopping. Besides Dr.Banner, he is resting and asked not to be bothered unless needed.” You grunt, rolling out of bed and slipping into a pair of Steves Sweats and a shirt. You drag yourself to the front door of the compound, swinging it open only to be met with searing pain being shot through you . Your body drops, your vision incredibly hazy . Who the hell just tazered me?  You look up , barely able to make out the face of a man with a disgusting smirk across his face.

“ Nice to finally meet you Y/n. " 

” Who are y-“  You try to raise yourself to your feet, before you can another set of pain waves through you , forcefully knocking you down with a loud cry , and into the arms of the mystery man. The volts going through you aren’t like your powers, these actually hurt . How is this possible?

The alarm starts blaring around the compound, signaling distress . You know the guys run around the compound, and hopefully they can hear the echoing alarm.

” Looks like its time to take this party elsewhere Dear.“

In the blink of an eye, youre no longer in the entry way of your home, but in a pristine white lab .

Originally posted by youdovethroughaholeintheuniverse


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This Means War

Juvia started it—he’d be sure to end it.

Series of short and silly prank wars/battles between Gray and Juvia set during their 6 months together.

Previous chapters: 1 2 3 4

Note: This one’s for you @rain-on-me! Sorry it’s a little late. I even made it cake themed for your birthday (¬‿¬) I hope you like it!


“Gray-sama?” Juvia called his name from the kitchen in a sing-song voice, light and melodic in the hours just before sunset.

Having spent the day creating ice sculptures and fountains for a new holiday resort, the two had been exhausted on the way home, Juvia nodding off on Gray’s shoulder half an hour into the journey whilst he stared out of the train window at nothing in particular — eyes glossing over the passing clouds and the sky as it slowly changed from shades of blue to pink and orange.

It had been a long day, the type that would usually end in a cool bath, warm dinner and them lounging around on the couch side by side, either flicking through channels on their TV lacrima or talking quietly late into the night.

But instead, the moment Juvia had burst through the front door, she’d been off like a shot, dropping her things in her room before rushing to the kitchen, her braided hair flapping behind her like two blue whips.

Gray, on the other hand, had just blinked after her in confusion, still stood by the front door with his bag slung over his shoulder.

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A thread to hold

Summary: Phil wanted a sensible life, a fireplace and a picket fence, and Dan was a wrecking ball he could simply no longer afford to keep around. But once you care for someone, it never really goes away, a constant thread between the two of them. Divorced!Phan with custody over a child. Angst and Fluff.

Word Count: 8.4k

Trigger Warnings: depression, panic attacks, alcohol, divorce

Author’s Note: Honestly this fic has been in the works for a very long time, it’s my child, and I wrote it during many different periods of my life which is why it flits between happy and sad, I’m sorry but I hope you enjoy it!

Excerpt: Phil opened the door, his hair stuck up just a little at the back, and one of his sleeves pushed up, the other falling over his hand. Fuck. The same sinking feeling in his stomach. Always the same. Because Phil was still breath-taking to him, despite the projected feelings and the ink stained tears that hid in the crevices of his face. He was still breath-taking. And not just because of his looks, of his gentle tilt of the head and his bright blue eyes which seemed to reach inside of him (you could go swimming in those eyes). But because it was him, because he was gentle and kind and warm and he was Phil.

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Smoaked 6/6

Summary: Felicity and her young daughter Molly move to Star City to escape a stalker ex-boyfriend.

This is the final chapter so I’d like to thank you all so much for your amazing comments and kudos! I am so grateful!! Thank you so much for proofing @almondblossomme!

All chapters are available on AO3.

                                        Chapter 6: Happy

When the team stormed the room, Sheldon and Williams opened fire. Luckily, there were no fatalities but Oliver did get a flesh wound on his arm.  At the end of the day the mission was considered a success and Sheldon and Williams were in an ARGUS prison awaiting trial.

Oliver texted Felicity:

Oliver: It’s over. We got them.

Felicity: Please tell me you are alright

Oliver: Yes, minor wound but will be home soon

Felicity: Come home to Molly and me

Oliver smiled. He was a little worried when he first typed home but it seemed he and Felicity were on the same page.

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anonymous asked:

“I can’t move on from something that wasn’t supposed to end!” + any character. Please, feel free to rip my heart out.

also requested by @buckyappreciationsociety: “I can’t move on from something that wasn’t supposed to end!”+ Bucky Barnes.

“I’m sorry man, I didn’t know she would be coming tonight. Pepper must’ve invited her.” Tony gave Bucky a consoling pat on his shoulder before walking away.

He saw you. The moment you walked into Tony’s mansion, his attention was immediately directed at you, as if an invisible force brought you straight into his line of sight.  

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Okay, fuck it. I’m doing my analysis because I think this fandom is amazing and they deserve it. BUT MOSTLY BECAUSE I NEED TO CALM MYSELF DOWN AFTER THE SHIT DAY THIS EPISODE MADE ME HAVE. I’m serious. I talked to my coworkers about it and they bought me cookies to calm me down. I left work early. My heart was doing awful things while I was trying to work- it was pathetic. I’m pathetic. 

SO. Let’s get one thing out of the way: KATSUKI YUURI FUCKED UP.

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anonymous asked:

In weibo fandom, they were like no matter what, they have the concept which is bangtan didn't appear at the main that's mean media blackout-.- No matter how i explained that bangtan actually have many news article but they still like "other star's married/ pregnant news can be at main for whole day, but bangtan just appeared for one hour" it's clearly that korea media want to suppress bangtan achievement, and they only left army and bighit at their back....oh gosh I was so frustrate reading that

i don’t know how many times i had to sigh today. i’m so, so, so, so fking frustrated that just thinking of typing the explanation stresses me out already and looking at those ridiculous reasons people come up with, i’m surprised my head hasn’t exploded already.

1) naver, daum, nate are NOT news sites. they are search portals and forums, the equivalent of google. as long as an article is up on the internet, it can be found on those sites as well.

2) ALL of the media outlets i listed in the previous list, their articles about bts at bbmas can be found on naver (which is how i got their names to make the list, by searching for “bts” on naver and scrolling through the first 30 40 pages until i reach the article of them departing to get all the articles). hell, they were even on radios and printed newspapers.

3) news come and go. news revolve all the time. those portal sites’ main page are updated regularly. know why an article about marriage/pregnancy/scandal gets more attention than good news like winning an award, setting the record and writing the history? because they’re shocking, they’re scandals, they are what the human nature craves for: something shocking and scandalous to discuss, argue and criticize. why do journalists dig for celebrities’ scandals? because people crave for those, people want to see others crumble and fall apart, people feel the need to voice their opinions and criticize it. and when you give them something they want: a scandal, they read the news, comment on it and read it. the more clicks an article or a video gets, the more viral it gets, the hotter the issue becomes, and it leads to follow-up articles/videos, which means more money. a scandal gets attention from both fans and non-fans, while a positive article gets less. it’s how the media works.

4) people said news about bts winning at bas wasn’t on naver’s main page? let me say this again: it did. it was on naver’s main page at the entertainment section after they won, the keyword “bts”, “bbmas” and “bts bbmas” were on the top 10 real-time most searched keywords on naver after the win and once again when tv news broadcasted about their win.

5) people said again that it was only there for hours, not a whole day? refer to (3) again.

6) bts got much less media coverage last year but that didn’t stop them from blowing up, so why the fuss over all of this now? do you ever think excessive media coverage for bts would bring the opposite effect instead of what you want it to be? 1) they can be suspected and criticized for excessive media play, 2) people can get fed up with the amount of news about bts going around that they start to hate him (the same thing is happening to p101 because there were too many posts about p101 on pann). bts IS being recognized in korea, from regular people to celebrities, they know their name and at least one of their songs. worrying over how much coverage they get is not something worth doing now. as long as they continue to release quality music, people will know about them without needing extensive media coverage. what you should do right now is stream their mvs, stream their songs, buy their albums, support them mentally if you are not financially capable by sending them supportive messages, NOT making up, wasting time and energy on conspiracy theories.

Across the Stars, Chapter 1

Hello, darlings! Hope you’re enjoying it thus far <3

Prologue   Chapter 1   Chapter 2   Chapter 3   Chapter 4    Chapter 5 Chapter 6   Chapter 7  Chapter 8

Feyre sighed and clicked the bright red ‘End’ button on her phone, slipping it into her messenger bag and wishing she had a flip phone again, just so she could slam it shut. It had been enormously satisfying to hang up on her eldest sister that way, when she’d been in junior high and hot pink Motorola Razrs were the cool thing to have. But ending a call on an iPhone, however sleek and hi-tech they might be getting every year…It just wasn’t as satisfying. Especially not when you were angry.

Which she was.

She yanked open the door to the café, wincing as the sixteen-year-old boy behind the counter jumped out of his skin. It was totally empty—not unusual for 11:30 am on a Wednesday. Most were at work or school, but she didn’t have work for another hour and a half, and she had every intent of curling up in a corner of the café with a ceramic mug of coffee and her sketchbook. She preferred painting, but painting was less mobile, and when she was angry, messy sketches served just fine as an outlet.

She dropped her messenger bag on a booth seat near the back of the café, fishing her wallet out of it before half marching up to the register. “A large vanilla latte, please, for here.” She narrowed her gray-blue eyes, zeroing in on his nametag. “Uh…Sam.”

Sam flashed her a small smile. “Thanks. For using my name.”

She shook her head, pulling a five out of her wallet. “You’re a human being, not a robot.”

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Dark Bloom (For a moment, I was lost part 1)


Based on one of my favourite albums “For a moment, I was lost” by Amber Run.

This part is inspired by the song Dark Bloom.

Your best friend Caroline is none other than @mrshopkirk!

Pairing: Tony Stark x reader, Howard Stark x OC!Julia

Summary: A devastating loss brings you closer to the man you are destined to be with, but a family dalliance keeps you two apart.

Word count: 2.464

Warnings: Angst. Other than that, you’re safe.

A/N: I wanted to do something different and as it turns out, Dominic Cooper is one hell of an attractive Howard. Please excuse any historical errors and even the timeline that may or may not be entirely accurate. And yes, Julia is in fact my granny’s middle name. I really hope you enjoy this little fic series! Let me know of you want on or off the tag list.

A/N: There will be of course more Julia x Howard moments in the future!

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Little Big Secret pt. 1

Part 2 –>

Genre: Fluff/Angst
Warnings: very mild angst, very mildly mentioned nudity, basically nothing.
Pairing: Reader x Yixing/Lay
Wordcount: 2915
A/N: let me know what you think! :3 it’s a little different from the rest I’ve written so I hope you like it. This one is for you @xingtrash and thanks again to @oh-beyond for the spark of inspiration. Message me if you want to be tagged in updates! (or be removed)

Your pov

Your room was dark, and the sheets were warm. There was the soft brush of skin against your side as your boyfriend twisted and turned onto his back. Fast asleep. There was just one more page for you to review, but Yixing was already out cold. He had been for two hours now. 
After a month of being apart, again, he had come home for a day, leaving again tomorrow afternoon. He had spent the day with his family, and came to your place to stay the night. Even though he knew you had tests coming and you needed to study. There was fatigue in every inch of his body as you opened the door to him, sky already dark.
With a yawn he had told you he just wanted to see you, and you let him sleep tucked against your side as the soft light of your laptop illuminated the room. Yixing was a quiet sleeper, sometimes he rolled over, but he it wasn’t much else. He needed all the sleep he could get, so if he had the chance he was gone off to dream quickly. 
He was warm, fingers splayed lazily over your thigh, other hand behind his head. You looked at him, and felt his fingers fall down in the small space between you. That last page would have to wait. 

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Imagine meeting the Originals-Part 4

Hi, hello, bonjour :)

Part 4

Please note that I am French so there might be some grammar mistakes here and there :)

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(Takes place in 2x11)

Originally posted by elijah-daily

Originally posted by bonneibennett

Meeting Elijah again, spending time with Bonnie.

Bonnie is texting you from the Gilbert’s house. Elena went on a suicide mission the day before. Damon tried to stop her but it’s Elijah who actually saved her. Bonnie told you about the moonstone and the ritual. Elena wants to get Stefan out of the tomb he’s stuck in, but all they want to do is protect Elena. 

You don’t quite know why she’s telling you all this. You weren’t sure you wanted to get involved. You didn’t know any of them. Still, you were worried about Stefan. It was your understanding that he was stuck with Katerina, or Katherine, and that she was a “psycho bitch”.

You were at the Grill, drawing, trying to find inspiration. There, you saw professor Saltzman with Elena’s aunt you believe her name was Jenna. You saw Tyler and Caroline leave together and you wondered if they were dating. Then you remember Bonnie telling you that Caroline was a vampire, that’s when she used the term “psycho bitch” to describe Katherine. 

Professor Saltzman moved to the bar where Damon joined him. Bonnie didn’t like Damon, that’s all you knew about him. 

Bonnie texted you she was going to Luka’s apartment. She didn’t tell you why but from the way she talks about him you guessed it was because she liked him.

When you left the Grill, Damon was talking to a girl you never saw in town before.

It was almost 8 when you got out of your car and back home. 

Robert was drunk, yelling at the TV.

“I’m home!” you say, before going to your room. You didn’t want to be in his way. 

You cleaned a little then took a shower. You checked your phone. There were no text from Bonnie. You wondered if you should text her, something you are not used to do. You got into bed with a book but you couldn’t focus. You read the same page four times before putting it down. You sighed and took your phone.

“ARE YOU OKAY?” you texted Bonnie.

You took your notebook and stared at it. The page was still blank. Usually you would draw anything, a personality you liked, a dress you saw at the store you would never dare to wear, ever, flowers, animals, even your bedroom… But you couldn’t stop thinking about all the things that were going on in this town you didn’t know about. And you were afraid because you wanted to know them. 

Your phone buzzed 


“STUDIED, READ, BORED…” you text her back.



She texts back a smiley face and you put your phone down on your night table. You turn off the light and stare at the darkness. 

You think about Elijah… about Caroline, how she became a vampire… You think about Katherine and hope you never have to meet this awful person. You have a hard time falling asleep and you wake up breathless, sweaty and crying. It must have been one of the worst nightmare you ever had but still you couldn’t remember it. It was 6 AM but you didn’t want to go back to sleep, too afraid you would have a nightmare again. 

You go to the bathroom and take a long, cold shower. You go downstairs and start cleaning after your stepfather who was passed out on the couch. You make breakfast and you had just finished cleaning your dishes when Robert entered the kitchen.

“Good morning” you say with a timid smile, barely looking at him. He was as bad hung over as he was drunk.

“Mmh” he groans for only answer.

You decide it’s best to stay out of his way and drive your car to the park. Maybe you would draw a tree or something there. You sit down against a tree and take your phone out. You had a message from Bonnie.


You’re surprised and worried.



So Elijah is not a danger to Elena, then. You got it all wrong.

“THAT’S A RELIEF” you text back


She doesn’t text you back.

You start to draw the park, the benches, the people… When a shadow comes blocking your light, you look up to find Elijah standing there. You look at him with wild eyes, surprised. You put your notebook down and quickly get up.

“Elijah!” you say, the surprise clear in your voice.

“Hello, Y/N.” He says, smiling at you, looking you up and down.

“Hi” you smile back.

“How have you been since we last saw each other?”

“Uh, fine… fine, thank you…” you’re surprised he’s concerned about your well-being. “How are you?” you quickly ask him.

“I am fine, thank you” he says, “I see you’re an artist?” he asks. You look at him weird and then you see him take you’re notebook. He looks at your unfinished work for a while.

“You are quite talented” he says, still looking at the drawing. You blush and clear your throat.

“Thank you…” is all you can say.

Suddenly, you hear a familiar voice calling your name. 

“Y/N!” you see Bonnie coming towards you, obviously worried, looking at Elijah with wild eyes.

“Oh hello, Miss Bennett” Elijah says but his eyes are still on you.

“Y/N, is everything okay?” she asks

“Sure, yes” you quickly reassure her.

“It was a pleasure to see you again, Y/N” he says, handing you your notebook back.

“You too” you shyly say.

He turns around and walk away without turning back.

“What did he want? Are you sure you’re okay?” she asks, putting both her hands on your arms, looking at you like you might be hurt.

“I’m fine, we just talked” 

“What did he want?” she insists.

“I don’t know… nothing, he just said hello”

She stays quiet for a while. She looks unsure but doesn’t say anything.

“It’s weird to see you with him” she finally says

“I know, I was surprised to see him too.” You tell her. 

“What are you doing here?” you ask her.

“I told you, I want to know you more” she smiles at you. “Wanna go grab something to eat at the Grill?” she asks pointing at the restaurant.

You don’t know if you want to. But you realize you’re actually happy she came at the park to see you, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to have a friend. Besides she could answer some of your questions.

You both order something to drink and she speaks first.

“So, I have to tell you…” You look up at her, curious.“Luka and his father… they’re warlocks” she whispers the end of the sentence.

You’re surprised by her statement. So that’s why she’s been spending time with him.“And they work for Elijah” You look at her with big eyes, 


“Yope” she says, taking a zip of her drink

.You stay quiet, processing. You don’t know what to say, you have so many questions you don’t know what to ask first.You stay silent and look down at the table.

“So…” you start saying “What does Elijah wants, exactly?”

“He needs Elena alive to attract Klaus into town to kill him”

Klaus… you’ve heard her mention this name before. He needs Elena to do a ritual of some sorts.

“So, you’re actually on the same side?”

“We… we are on the same side” she says, taking your hand.

Why does she want to include you in this? 

“I think Elijah likes you…” she says, with a grin.

“Yes, he’s nice” you answer, oblivious to what she was saying.

She laughs, “No…” “He likes you” she repeats looking at you with malice.

You frown and your eyes grow bigger once you realize what she means. You start laughing, hard.

“Yeah, right” you manage to say. “How is it going with Jeremy?” you change the subject.

“Better” she says


You don’t know what else to say or to talk about. You never had a friendly conversation before so she is the one doing the talking. 

You talk about Caroline, Matt and Tyler. She tells you about the Salvatores, that Stefan was the good brother and Damon the bad one. She tells you that werewolf exists, which should surprise you but it doesn’t. 

You spend the day with her, getting to know each other, laughing, sharing secrets. 

“Well, this was nice” Bonnie says, walking you to your car.

“Yes, I had a great time today” you smile at her.

She hugs you 

Okay, what’s her deal with hugs? 

You hug her back.“See you later, Bonnie”

She waves at you, walking away to her car. When you get home, it’s about 9 PM and Robert is yelling at the TV. You were about to climb the stairs when you hear him call you.

“Where were you?” he asks, obviously angry and drunk.

“I was a the Grill with Bonnie” 

“I don’t care with who you spend your time!” he says, taking a step towards you, pointing a finger at you.“I thought you were gonna make dinner and I had to eat shit from the fridge!”

You say nothing, thinking it’s best not to answer. He takes another steps towards you and push you against the wall, you hit your head, hard.

“Next time, tell me when you leave me to starve here alone!” his finger was inches from you face. You nod, scared before he turns around and go back to the living room. Your eyes start to fill with tears while you climb the stairs and quickly close the door behind you. 

Let’s Do The Time Warp (Again) - Part 2

Originally posted by future-mrs-rogers-peterm

Eventually Peter Maximoff x OC

Length: 2473 words

Warnings: mentions of death, car crash, female OC, etc. flirts?

Part 2 of ‘Let’s Do The Time Warp (Again)’ Series | Part 1

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Your university runs out of dorm space, forcing you to find a last minute living arrangement with some international students. In other words, you’re basically screwed.

Warnings: alcohol, drugs, sex, profanity

Word Count: 1,400ish

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10

Also check out my College! thing too to help you tide yourselves over as i’m a shit head :)

College!Jaehyun | Ten

Quick explanation before we get into it: I’m sure a lot of you have played never have i ever, but imma explain how this specific game featured in my fic is gonna be. So basic concept still applies, but im going to explain with some nct. NCT sit in a circle with a shot glass in front of each of them and a bottle of hard liquor in the center. Taeil starts, stating, “Never have I been to America.” Since Johnny lived in America, he has to take a shot. Taeyong, however, who has never been to America doesn’t have to take a shot. So yeah that’s a bit of overkill explanation but they keep going around in a circle stating things they haven’t done until someone loses by having five shots. Yeah my friends and nuts and we play this to wrack up receipts on each other bc we’re bitches but it’s cool.

A/N: IM SORRY IT’S BEEN SO LONG IM SORRY I JUST GOT BACK INTO COLLEGE AND ALL MY FUCKUPS WILL PROBABLY BE IN HERE ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. I had 3k written but i had to scrap about half of it so that’s why this is shortish. I also thought this was longer like it’s five pages in fucking google docs w/single space. yikes. 

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[VKM Spec] The Gradual Deterioration of Yuuki’s and Yori’s Friendship

In the original Vampire Knight series, Yori was once Yuuki’s closest female friend as well as her roommate. Yori was never Yuuki’s best friend——that position was held by Zero——but she was the next most important after Zero.

Their friendship hit a rough patch after Yuuki became a vampire. Yori wanted to continue the friendship, but Yuuki put significant distance between herself and Yori both out of concern for Yori’s safety and because of Kaname’s eventual rampage. The original series ended with Yori putting more into the relationship than Yuuki.

As Vampire Knight Memories has unfolded, it’s become increasingly noticeable how absent Yuuki is from the important moments of Yori’s life. And by “absent” I mean “how little screentime Yuuki shares with Yori as the story progresses post-VK.” In fact, there are so few panels of Yuuki with Yori in VKM that I had to resort to using a panel from early Arc 2 for my teaser pic for this post!

I’d like to break down the process of disintegration that I believe Yori and Yuuki’s friendship goes through during VKM, from the first scene of VKM 1 until Yori’s death in VKM 1. I’d also like to speculate a little about the underlying causes for this unraveling of one of the only friendships Yuuki ever created. 

Warning: This is analysis is a bit on the depressing side, tread with care.

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The nine defining moments of Parks and Rec

Parks and Recreation has had its share of big moments, scenes, comedy, characters and even tear-jerking moments that will live on even after next month’s far too soon finale. But there are a particular share of moments and memories that really define what Parks and Rec is all about, why it survived this long and why it is so special. Here is what I believe those moments are.


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