like i ask her to stop doing x thing

MONSTA X - how they confessed.

Request: Hiyaa, can you do a reaction for Monsta X and/or BTS WHERE they freak out about accidently confessing? If you can thank you~!

a/n: i change some things, i hope u don’t mind.


You two are best friends. You were watching a movie together. He was looking distracted at you. “How can you be so beautiful?” He said. “What?” “Oh, nothing, forget it.” “Tell me!” “No.” “Please …” “Don’t look at me like that.” “Why?” “Because I feel like kissing you…OH NO! OH MY GOD I AM SO STUPID. IGNORE THAT.” “You can kiss me if you want.” “What?” “Yeah, I like you, too.” “Okay, I don’t know how you know that.” “Oh, c'mon, kiss me.” “I’M NERVOUS!” He said before FINALLY kissed you.


You were texting. And you told him you found him handsome. And he sent a screenshot saying “OH MY GOD LOOK WHAT SHE SAID TO ME.” After realizing what he had done, he went into despair. But you called him and you ended up confessing to each other.


You were in your room just talking. After a while, you fell asleep. You woke up with Minhyuk’s voice. “You’re beautiful and I wanted to tell you how much I love you.” You opened your eyes and he started to scream. “OH MY GOD WERE YOU AWAKE?” “I woke up now.” You laughed. “Did you hear what I said?” “Yes.” “Shit, forget about it.” “NO! I like you too.” “Oh, stop playing with me.” “I’m serious.” “Can we kiss then?” “Yes.” “Today is the best day of my life.”


You two always pretended they were a couple. “Kihyun! Can you pretend to be my boyfriend again today? My sister is coming to visit me and she will brag about her husband.” “Of course.” He smiled. Minutes later, you heard him talking to Minhyuk. “Hyung, she wants me to pretend to be her boyfriend again. I really like her and it only makes my feelings grow.” “Tell her!” “I can’t.” “Oh, you can, she’s right there.” Minhyuk pointed at you and he turned around to see you. “So …” You said going to him. Minhyuk left you two alone. “I like you. That’s it.” “I like you too. Why do you think I always ask you to pretend to be my boyfriend?” “YOU REALLY LIKE ME?” “YES!” “So, can we stop pretending and dating for real?” “Of course.”


You always saying you liked each other as a joke. “Oh, you know, I fucking like you.” He said. “Hm, you do?” “Of course, a pretty girl like you… How not fall in love?” He said and you laughed. “I like you too.” “Look … I really like you.” “What?” “Yes.” “Aren’t you kidding?” “No. It’s 100% true.” “Hmmm, that’s good.” “Why?” “I like you too.” “Okay, now we’re dating. Let’s makeout.”


You went into his room and he was in front of the mirror. “(Y / n) I like you …” He said looking at the mirror. You didn’t say anything, just watched. “Oh, she’ll never acept to date me like this.” “Of course I will.” You said and he looked at you. “You almost killed me!” “Oh, stop.” You approached him. “Are you going to ask me on a date or…” “Do you want to date me?” He asked, laughing. “Yes.” You said and kissed him.


You two were best friends, so you had a lot of intimacy and he doesn’t mind telling you his things. “(Y / n) …” He called you. “What?” “What should I do if I’m in love with my best friend?” “I don’t know. I’m this friend?” “Yes.” He said and you looked at him. “Oh really?” “Yeah, what am I supposed to do?” “Kiss her. She likes you back.”

gifs aren’t mine.

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Is That My Jumper?

A/N: sorry this is really short! I got inspired randomly and this is what the result is :)

   Today was freezing. It was at least 5° outside, if not less. It was also a Hogsmeade day, but no one was complaining, any snow day was a great day, (y/n) got dressed in an oversized gray jumper, blue jeans, and grabbed her thickest robe. “That jumper is like four sizes too big,” Hermione had said. “Yeah, I know. It’s not mine anyway,” she laughed. They walked out into the common room. “Then who’s-” “Is that my jumper?” George asked, looking at his girlfriend. “Yeah, sorry. It’s just the warmest thing I’ve got,” she said quietly. “It’s fine, plus, you look cute.”

  (y/n)’s cheeks reddened. George winked. “Stop it! You know that makes me blush!” (y/n) elbowed him. “That’s exactly why I do it,” he winked again.

  She and George left Hogwarts and entered the beautiful snowy village. She slipped her hands into his and looked up at him. He was smiling. “You look like an idiot,” she said, laughing. “It’s worth it,” he replied.

Kalagang #06

1x07 WWN Double-D?

YES! We are now here at one of Kalagang’s iconic moments – cafe in the rain and rooftop of the temple. *scream of joy* In this episode, Kala visits Ganesha’s temple after her reunion with naked-again Wolfgang to get some kind of guidance.

Kala: From the day I decided to marry Rajan, you have been sending me…visions. […] But then, you sent me a vision of a man…with a large…trunk? A very large trunk.

Original post [x] @netflixsense8gifs

I just wanted to put this GIF cause this scene gets me every single time.

Kala: I am a little more than confused. But I trust you, Ganesha. So I know there must be some meaning to all of this that I cannot see. And I wish to see. I wish to understand. So help me, Ganesha. Help me see what it is I must do.

Original post [x] @stevenrogered

When I first watched this episode and the camera started to move around Kala, I was like ‘Is Wolfgang gonna appear? Is he gonna appear? Is he? please come out, Wolfie. I know you want to.’ and when I saw his silhouette behind Kala, I screamed with joy.

Anyway, before Wolfgang says gods don’t give shit about people (I wrote why he says that in this post), although the image of him is too blurry to see his face I get this feeling that he’s been listening to her quite intently; he just seems very amused by Kala.

Wolfgang: I speak from experience.

Original post [x] @mindykahling

Look. RAIN! Kala is now in Wolfgang’s world. I like how Kala’s expression changes; so hopeful with her hands put together for prayer but as soon as she hears Wolfgang’s voice and finds out she’s standing in a rain she’s like ‘oh, great…him again. I know I asked for some guidance, but not like this’.

Also I found it interesting that Wolfgang chose to stay outside of the cafe when it’s obviously pouring down. Maybe it is simply to give cinematographic contrast between Kala and Wolfgang’s world. But I’d like to believe that Wolfgang loves rain. Besides, it’s so like him – maybe Wolfgang was enjoying his coffee outside the cafe when it started raining, but then he’s kinda lazy to go back inside so he thinks ‘fuck it, I’ll just get wet’.

Wolfgang: [Why won’t you just leave me alone?] I tried. Believe me I try not to think of you, but every time it brings me straight to you.

I have nothing to say but MELTED. This is the first time Wolfgang has ever felt something totally different to someone, and even though a part of him is afraid to explore that feeling, it doesn’t stop him from being honest with Kala – with himself. He doesn’t hesitate to tell Kala how he feels or thinks about her. No lies, no secrets, no sugarcoating. Only the truth.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

It may be because Wolfgang is very straightforward person, but I also think he is taking a risk in his own way to figure out what it is – this mysterious, unsolved yet unavoidable strong connection to a woman who clearly is an opposite of him. And that’s what makes Kala more drawn into him.

Original post [x] @kalagang

Wolfgang: *tap* *tap*

Seriously, he needs to stop with whole tapping on things. It makes me want to jump into his arms and cling onto him – which I can’t. Anyway, I would say this tapping is different from the previous one. Because the one he did on in Kala’s bedroom was closer to seducing her. This time, however, Wolfgang seems more careful and polite when he gestures the chair next to him, asking her to sit down. Like he’s not trying to seduce her or anything. Right now, he just wants to talk to her; he wants to get to know her.

Wolfgang: It’s nice here. Weather’s shit in Berlin.

Original post [x] @stevenrogered

That smile. THAT FREAKING SMILE. OH MY GOD, ENOUGH, MAX RIEMELT! I mean, the camera is not even facing them and that little smile on his face while he’s looking at Kala/Tina; it’s just killing me and giving me life at the same time. How is this even possible? I’ll tell you, because it’s MAX RIEMELT we’re talking about.

Kala: It rains like this in Bombay, but it’s not so cold there.

Who doesn’t love this moment between Wolfgang and Kala. Wolfgang, again, does not hesitate when it comes to Kala. When she shivers with cold, he immediately tries to warm her. I actually thought he was going to put his jacket on her – but no, this guy decides to use his HANDS instead! Sharing body temperature with her, WHOO-HOO! EVEN BETTER! LOL.

OK, my initial thought of Kala’s reaction was – she doesn’t feel comfortable; which is completely understandable. I mean, after all, they’ve just met. They are technically still strangers to one another. Not to mention she is engaged to Rajan.

But then, I realized it’s the first time Kala and Wolfgang touch each other! So I’m guessing when Wolfgang touched her, she was more surprised by how real that felt. Although he actually exists somewhere in Berlin, to Kala, Wolfgang is a man who exists in her head. And vice versa. Thus, neither of them would have ever expected this kind of sensation when they touched each other.

I’m not sure if Wolfgang pulled away because he felt that same kind of surprised feeling as Kala. To me, it felt like he pulled away because he thought Kala seemed uncomfortable with him touching her. Which apparently shows how much Wolfgang cares for Kala – he doesn’t want to push her or do anything that will make her uncomfortable. 

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

Awkward moment. Kala’s expression right there – Kala has a strong moral compass, and right now she’s having mixed feelings because she didn’t hate when Wolfgang touched her. And that feeling has quickly turned into a guilt. She hates feeling guilty. She hates being the bad person. She looks down at her hand where the wedding ring is still on her finger, trying to remind herself she’s still engaged to Rajan – that she can’t betray him; logic comes into her mind telling her what she’s doing in this moment with another man is not right.

Kala: [So tell me…does he ever help?] What? [Your god.] Of course. [How?] I asked him to stop my wedding, and he did. [You think he stopped your wedding?]

Original post [x] @stevenrogered

However, Kala can’t help but feel emotionally free and honest when she’s with Wolfgang. Can you imagine her telling things like ‘I prayed to Ganesha to stop my wedding cause I don’t actually love Rajan’ to others like her parents? her sister? her friends? or to Rajan? I seriously doubt it.  

The whole connection between Kala and Wolfgang is emotion-driven. Whereas the relationship between Kala and Rajan is closer to logic-driven; when Kala thinks of Rajan she basically lists all the reasons why marrying him is the right thing such as he’s handsome, he’s smart, he’s rich, he’s the perfect-husband-type, etc. If Kala and Rajan’s relationship was emotion-driven, she would have simply said ‘because I love him’.

With Wolfgang, Kala becomes totally herself. She doesn’t have to think about social standards, people’s expectations, or anything that keeps her from being true to herself. Wolfgang shows her that it is okay to let her emotions out; it’s okay to follow what her heart desires. Besides, after all, they are sensates – they are destined to be connected in emotional level.

Wolfgang: So you think our connection is a kind of miracle?

Original post [x] @s8gif

Wolfgang is not the kind of guy who believes in fate, gods, fairy-tales (obviously), happily-ever-afters, or miracles. But we know that he may be once believed in those things so that he could live a life in which he’s not a monster anymore…even after he’s given up on miracles, deep down there’s a part of him that still wants to believe in them. Now, he’s asking Kala if their connection is a kind of miracle. I think he secretly wants her to say ‘yes’ – maybe he’s been waiting for someone to come up to him and say ‘miracle does happen’ because he still wants that life; a life where he can put his past behind and have his happily-ever-after. Maybe with Kala.

Kala: If I were trying to describe this feeling – the sensation of experiencing the warmth of the sun, the smell of jasmine and marigold…while at the same time being soaked by a downpour at an outdoor cafe…the taste of strong coffee still in my mouth…

Original post [x] @sitonfinnslap

Did anybody notice a slight parallel between this scene and the one where Kala’s mother talks about kissing her husband (1x05)? Here’s the quote:

Priya: The truth is, for the longest time, I thought kissing is as eating a kebab, because whenever I would kiss, all I would taste was spices and garlic on his lips.

In my mind, I was screaming like ‘oh my God, she’s thinking about kissing him right now! and she hasn’t even kissed him yet! oh God! HELP!’ 

Kala: I would say that the word ‘miracle’ sounds particularly appropriate. Wouldn’t you?

Original post [x] @eleveun

At that moment, Wolfgang seems sort of relieved to hear that word ‘miracle’ coming out from Kala’s mouth; but at the same time, he looks as if he’s in big trouble. Like he’s thinking to himself ‘oh fuck, I’m falling head over heels for this girl, aren’t I?’ AND THE WAY HE’S LOOKING AT HER IS JUST SO HOT.

Moreover, I like how they show Kala’s face in the rain and Wolfgang’s face in the sun. Kala who represents fire is feeling every raindrops, while Wolfgang who represents water is experiencing warmth of the sun – SYMBOLISM. It gives that feeling of…Kala and Wolfgang have completely stepped into each other’s world – like each person’s presence has soaked into one another; now they’re of one mind (like Kala’s vow in her wedding).

Kala: For me, science is another language we use to talk about the same miracles that faith talks about. [But…one language makes sense, one doesn’t] Sense? What, like quantum physics? Like a particle that can be here and not here?

Later, Kala talks about her childhood; why she likes festivals, and how she became a believer. I love how Kala is confident…so sure of herself when she talks about her love for science and her faith; and how Wolfgang is simply just amused by every word, every thought that’s coming out of her.

Then, as Kala talks about force of gravity, they both start looking at each other’s lips. HOTNESS OVERLOAD ALREADY. I CAN’T TAKE IT!

Kala: Or sense like gravity? A force that no one knows why exists. Only that if didn’t exist…if there wasn’t this mysterious attraction…this pull between objects…then none of this would exist either.

This whole description or explanation about gravity just matches perfectly with Kalagang’s relationship. It’s something beyond their comprehensions and they don’t know why this connection exists, and yet, they can’t seem to find a way to end this. They don’t want to end it, because this connection somehow makes them feel more alive than ever. What they feel for each other is the most real thing they’ve ever felt.

Wolfgang: Thank God for gravity. [Exactly]

Original post [x] @diaryofmay

I mean what more can we say, other than, THANK GOD FOR GRAVITY?

Wolfgang: I’ve been thinking I want to get out of Berlin for a little while. I need to take a trip. [Where?] India.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

(Thank you anon for reminding me of this scene! I totally forgot!) Here, Wolfgang is ready to meet Kala in person. And it’s not just because of mere curiosity or sexual attraction; it’s because he truly thinks she is the one! Also, we can see there’s a bit of hope in his eyes – that maybe she is the second chance of life Wolfgang had prayed for.

Just a reminder, Wolfgang has met Kala less than five times, had conversation with her for less than an hour in total, their kiss was cockblocked by Felix, and she lives in a different country. But none of those are going to stop Wolfgang from–

OoooOh….never mind…#SaveFelix

Drunken Antics

Can you write an imagine where Archie likes a girl but he thinks she likes Reggie so he does nothing about it but then he drunkenly confesses to her after a party?

I absolutely adore Archie so much and I’m going to miss Ross Butler as Reggie Mantle 😭 but I’m happy that his career is taking off too. Anyway, enjoy this one!


‘Why him, Jug? Why?’ I slurred, drinking from my red solo cup whilst watching the girl who I was in love with, Y/N, sweet talking with my suppose best friend, Reggie Mantle.

Her face lit up every time he made her laugh and smile, managing to have an effect on her that I wish I had.

What was so special about Reggie? Oh - right, he was the captain of the football team, which I could’ve been. I ran my fingers through my hair, getting frustrated watching the two interact. They looked like a couple which infuriated me.

'Arch, you need to chill out.’ Jughead interrupted my thought process. 'How do you know they’re not just talking like normal people do? I mean - it’s basic human interaction, right?’

'Because she’s looking at him all googly eyed and he’s looking at her like a piece of meat,’ I slurred, downing the rest of my drink. 'I need to do something.’

'No, no you don’t,’ Jughead stood up, trying to hold me back. 'Uh - Betty! Little help!’ I tried shoving him off of me, but Betty soon stepped in front, blocking my view of Y/N.

'Archie, what the hell are you doing?’ Betty asked, pushing at my chest to push me back.

'I need to tell - to tell her how I feel…’

'Who, Arch?’

'Y/N!’ I exclaimed, getting shushed by Betty and Jughead. I noticed Y/N peered her head over in our direction, frowning in confusion before excusing herself from talking with Reggie.

Oh shit - what did I just do? She must’ve heard me say her name. Her name was gorgeous though so I didn’t care.

'Oh sure, now you’ve done it…’ Jughead muttered, frowning at me.

Y/N walked over, her face glowing, making me blush unintentionally. 'What’s wrong with Arch?’ She asked, studying me up and down.

'He’s had far too much to drink, he needs to go home.’ Betty explained, giving me wide eyes of annoyance.

'I’m…I’m fine…’ I dragged out, chuckling a little before almost falling over, Y/N catching me before I fell.

'I’ve got him guys, let him sleep for a little before taking him home. Go have fun.’ Y/N smiled, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. Betty and Jughead watched me closely, walking away from them with Y/N inside.

It was finally peaceful and quiet, since everyone was outside and partying, the quiet caused my head to spin. 'You okay there, Arch?’ Y/N asked, sitting me on the black leather couch and sitting next to me, closely may I add.

I stared at her, her Y/E/C eyes gazing at me in wonder. She had an effect on me that no one else had, and I was okay with that.

'Why Reggie?’ I asked, blinking slowly.

She stared at me like a confused puppy. 'What? What do you mean “why Reggie?”, Arch you make no sense?’ She chuckled, that adorable little laugh.

'What does he have that I don’t?’ I asked, getting agitated. She frowned at me, but soon turned into a small smirk.

'That attitude of someone who is too up himself for his own good,’ she laughed, placing her hand on my knee.

Wait - what?

'Huh?’ I asked, causing her to laugh again, shaking her head.

'Archie, I have no feelings for Reggie - in fact he’s nowhere near my type.’ She explained.

I had a chance, I finally had a chance!

'What is your type?’ I asked, leaning closer to her face, watching her give me a small smile back.

'Someone who is sweet, kind, gentle - I don’t know.’ She shrugged.

'Well, I like you. I like you a lot actually.’ My drunk mouth spilled.

I finally admitted my confession. I told Y/N I like her.

Gah, shit.

'Really?’ She asked, her smile turning to a grin, 'you? Archie Andrews actually like me?’ She asked.

'I’ve liked you forever!’ I over exaggerated falling back into the couch.

'Well I like you too, Archie.’ She went to lean in, kissing me before I stopped her, kissing her forehead instead. She frowned a little, tilting her head. 'Why did you do that?’

'I’m not sober,’ I yawned, closing my eyes. 'I wanna remember our first kiss together…’ I dragged out, feeling sleep starting to consume me.

'Now I know why I fell for you, Archie Andrews.’ And that was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

Tags - @sweetvengeancee

Paladins x Injured! Reader

REQUEST: Hello there~ can you write about how the paladins walk into their s/o’s room on them stitching up a gash and they just kind of look up and say “okay… This isn’t as bad as it looks, it would be a waste to get in the pod”


Originally posted by sihro

-Almost right after the mission his s/o walked to their bedroom and Keith didn’t notice for a while. Keith went to go look for him and was kind of shocked when he opened the door.

-Sitting on their bed, was his s/o shirtless(and in a sports bra depends) while stitching up their a long gash on their side.


- “Keith, I love you. This isn’t as bad as it looks, it would be a waste of time to get in a pod.”

-Keith would want to try to help stitch up, but he’s kind of bad at it. He also keeps insisting his s/o go to a pod to avoid scaring.


Originally posted by odd-ballduo

-Shiro would automatically notice his s/o wasn’t in the room. So he excuses himself to go find them and see if they’re okay.

-He forgets to knock on his s/o’s door but they were in the bathroom so it’s ok.

-His s/o walks out of their bathroom in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt with a sowing kit in their hand. He noticed a large gash on their leg.

-”Shiro, I swear this isn’t that bad.”

-Shiro didn’t even say anything before he was dragging his s/o to the pods. It takes his s/o a minute to convince him just stitching it would be so much better.

-As much as Shiro wanted his s/o to be in healing, he accepted that they were stubborn.


Originally posted by lancemcclains

- Lance didn’t notice his s/o was gone for a while.

-He went to go get his s/o for dinner.

-When he sees the scaring on his s/o he freaks. I feel like he’d also low-key almost faint.

-He begins to ramble on about how they need to go heal. He doesn’t care that his s/o is stitching it up. His s/o tries their best to tell him that going into a pod would be a waste

-Lance doesn’t take no for an answer when it comes to having his s/o go into a pod.

- “Y/n, I don’t care if you stitched it up. We’re getting you into a pod.”

-In the end, he gets his s/o into the pod.


(I had to google a gif for Hunk because there are literally 2 of just him in the show, Hunk is underappreciated in this fandom, but I digress.)

-Hunk went to his s/o to see if they wanted to help him cook dinner for the team.

-He politely knocked, before hearing his s/o say something, which sounded something along the lines of ‘come in’. So he did.

-What he wasn’t expecting was his s/o listening to music with headphones on as they casually stitched up a gash on their non dominant arm. Really badly.

-Hunk sighed before asking his s/o(who finally noticed him) why they didn’t just go to they didn’t just go to the pod.

- “okay… This isn’t as bad as it looks, it would be a waste to get in the pod”

-Hunk can’t with his s/o. He ends up helping with the stitching since it was looking so bad and would definitely scar.


Originally posted by vanjalism

-She had something she wanted to show her s/o something that she had found out.

-She didn’t even bother knocking. She just walked in like she owned the place with her laptop in hand.

-”Y/n, guess what I-” she stops talking when she notices a gash on your shin.

“Ok, Pidge. It isn’t as bad as you think it is. The pod would be a waste of time.”

-Pidge would supervise the stitching and make sure they are doing it right while also talking about the thing she wanted to talk to.

-I feel like she’d also ask her s/o to stitch her up if needed.

an act of fearful symmetry // for @kateyes224, who wanted to know what Mulder did for Scully’s birthday to earn that smile in “The List.” // msr // fluff

“We’re going for a drive,” he said.
“To where?” she asked.
“To the end of the world.”

“I didn’t forget your birthday this year, did I Scully?”

Truth is she wanted him to. Truth is it was her first birthday since her father died and all she wanted was to forget, to spend a nice quiet evening at home and maybe talk to her mother and maybe call her sister so the Scullys can all pretend it’s not their first real family event without him.

She had planned it that way. When he asked if she had plans she vaguely mentioned getting dinner with Maggie. What she didn’t tell him was dinner was Chinese takeout on her couch while making a long-distance call to her mother and putting the phone on speaker.

And he nodded, and she thought that was the end of it.

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If Zootopia was a Reality TV Show

Nick (talking to camera): So I’m dropping hints that I’m interested in her..

Various clips of Nick popping up out of nowhere are shown in succession:

At Judy’s desk:

Nick: Date me?

Judy(in monotone): no.

At water cooler:

Nick(with bedroom eyes): Date me?

Judy: *sighs*

On metro:

Nick: Don’t you love me?

Judy: Technically

Nick: Well what better reason than-

Judy: no.

Getting lunch:

Nick: So this is a date, right?

Judy: Yep!

Nick: Really?

Judy: no.

In filing room:

Nick: Oh, come on. What do you have to lose?

Judy: How about my dignity and self-respect?

Nick: I can’t be that bad.

Judy(smiling): yeah, you’re worse.

Flips back to Nick:

Nick: Last Monday she hesitated before rejecting me so I guess you could say I’m making progress. *raises eyebrows suggestively*

Flips to Judy talking to coworker:

Judy: -and I cannot stand him.

Nick: You know, I can stop if you ask me to.

Judy: How do you keep showing up everywhere?!

Nick: I’m sneaky. It’s kinda my thing, Carrots. If you want me to stop just say so.

Judy: Well I- that’s…

Nick: Uh huh. Admit it. You want me to like you. *lowers voice* Like-Like you.

Coworker: I’m just gonna…go…now 

Nick: I’m right, aren’t I?

Judy: Shut up.

Swollen Lips

Pairing: Fred x Reader, Harry Potter x Sister!Reader

Warnings: protective Harry

Originally posted by peppermint7rose

(gif not mine) oh my god this gif im dying cant breathe help me

The time had come, Harry had to leave to find the remaining horcruxes. “You can’t just leave me behind!” You yell, venom in every word.

“Yes I can! I am your older brother!”

“By 12 minutes!”

“That’s not the point, the point is you can get killed, I can’t let that happen,’

“Oh! And you’re going to let your friends die?”

“They are choosing to come with!”

“Just as I am!”

“I can’t lose you, Y/N.”

“I can’t believe you would chose your support from FRIENDS instead of your own fucking family. You’re forgetting that you’re one of the people from our family left, Sirius is dead, our parents obviously died a long time ago, and the only person I have left is you! I know, I probably won’t survive, but I want my last moments to be laughing, helping, and destroying horcruxes with my brother. Not sitting here, waiting to hear that something happened to you, Ron, or Hermione.” You paused, “I didn’t mean anything against you, Ron or Hermione, you guys know I love you too? Right? And Ron, your family, as I consider anyway, is my family too, it’s just different with Harry, you understand, right?” 

You let out a heavy sigh, and when Harry was about to say something, you stormed off, obviously annoyed by Harry. When you stormed up the stairs, you saw Fred Weasley, talking to his brother George. With so much time spent at the burrow, you could now tell the difference between the two, Fred would always smile more, he had green flecks in his eyes, while George’s were more blue. You had developed something for Fred as your years progressed at Hogwarts. You couldn’t put your finger on what made him so handsome on the night of the Yule ball, or what made him so hot when he went flying out of Hogwarts in his broom, getting chased by Umbridge. 

He smiled when you went by, and you immediately forgot what you were mad about and smiled back. Going up the rest of the stairs, reminiscing in what happened, making you more upset, you finally reached Ginny, Hermione, and your room. Ginny could tell something happened just by the red face you had. “I heard some yelling, what happened.” 

You let out a frustrated sigh, “Harry and I got in another argument.”

“Another? When do you two ever stop bickering?” She sniggered. 

“No, he won’t let me go with him to find and destroy the rest of the Horcruxes. And I can’t even believe that he is choosing Ron and Hermione over me! Okay, I know they’re his best friends but, c’mon! I am his freaking sister! I deserve to go with him!”

“Look, Y/N, we both know that he just wants to protect you. No matter over any excuse you find, deep down, you know I’m telling the truth.”

“I know, it’s just, what if he dies? What if he actually leaves me?” tears trickle down your face. You can’t bear the thought if your brother would ever leave you. 

“Do you think you’ll make his life better if you leave him, Y/N?”

“It’s better than him leaving me!”

“Don’t be selfish Y/N, think about your brother and how he would feel if he left?”

“I know Ginny, it’s just, I don’t think I could live if he was gone.”

Ginny came over and hugged you, letting you sob on her shirt. You don’t know how much time passed, but it felt like a while, “Your eyes look normal again, I think you can live to go downstairs,” she smiled.

“Thanks Ginny, you don’t know how much this means to me. I really needed this,”

On your way down the stairs, you see Fred, sitting outside the door to his room, like he was waiting there for you. When you see him, you smile, “Hey Fred, fancy seeing you here,” You cringe, why do I have to be so cringey,

He smiled, the glint in his eye, “Hey, Y/N, I live here,” he laughs and you feel your cheeks. Unlike Harry, you were the awkward one, the one that never made any friends except for his, which was very sad on your part. The only other “friends” you had were Ginny and Katie Bell. 

“Yeah, I know, I’m just very awkward.” you admitted. 

“Yes, I know you’re awkward, this is one of the many reasons I love you Y/N.” He smiled.

Your eyes opened in shock, while his stayed on you, smiling very big, knowing the effect he had on . you. Just a few moments of staring, and Harry came up the stairs, you stopped him, “Harry, I’m so sorry, I just love you so much and I don’t want you to leave me.”

Harry smiled,”I know Y/N, I love you too. Now let me see Ginny please,” 

You smiled to yourself, Ginny and Harry had been dating and you loved it. Turning back to Fred, “You’re just playing with me, right?” You asked ready for the rejection.

“Actually no, Y/N, I am deadly serious.” When he leaned in, you didn’t know what to do. You went with your gut and leaned in too. It was just as you imagined, your hands flew up to his fiery hair, the hair you so eagerly wanted to touch, and his hands were on your waist, bringing you closer. His tongue eagerly slid across you lip, asking for entrance. You let him in, fighting for dominance, of course he won. Just when his hand slid up your shirt, Harry came out. “WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER!?” Harry yelled, making you jump. 

“Now just calm dow-”


“Harry stop it!” you yell tears threatening to come down. “You’ve been too protective today and you need to know when to stop!”

You looked at Harry, noticing how swollen his lips were and how disheveled his hair was, when you looked at Ginny, you saw the same. Suddenly, you burst out laughing. “Oh my god! Y-y-y-ou’ve been snogging Ginny!”

Harry went as read as a tomato. “You know mate,” Fred said smirking, “you being oh so very protective of Y/N can make me oh so protective of Ginny.”

Harry asked in the most serious tone, “Do you love her?”

Fred stopped smirking, “Yes, with all my heart.”

Harry cringed, not liking someone else besides family love her, “Y/N, do you love him?”

You smiled, “Of course.”

“Then f-fine, you guys can date.” Harry walked off dragging Ginny right behind him.

“At least you have me when Harry is gone,” he winked at you, “and maybe we can try out a few things.”

You laughed, “Oh yes, I think so.”

anonymous asked:

I know pigeons are crazy smart, but what's something your animals have done that made you go "wow I didn't think you were THAT smart?"

Dude, pigeons can literally learn to read. 

That was the “whoa” moment for me.

Ankhou’s basically just gone through the list of confirming all the different things pigeons can do and understand. 

I’m not really surprised by anything new that he does.

It’s all basically x attempt to communicate y specific thing has clocked for one or the other of us and when we ask to confirm, the other immediately responds.

Like, it dawned on me today that translating Ankhou for people is not as useful as translating people for Ankhou.

I told him today that my niece didn’t want to play with him, but I would, and he immediately stopped harassing her and came to dance on my knee.

He is capable of learning to understand SO much!

And when he has trouble, it’s because I have been talking FOR him instead of explaining TO him.

967. Parvati Patil took over as Divinations teacher once Professor Trelawny retired. Parvati took a more practical approach to the subject matter than her predecessor. Her sister, Padma, eventually became the Transfiguration teacher and Head of Ravenclaw house. Both girls married gentlemen from Beauxbatons, though only Padma had children, whom she sent to school in France. When asked why, Parvati said she only saw a future with kids if Lavender was around. She never stopped mourning her best friend.

Request:  Hello there :)I have been watching Hairspray a lot recently and I love it tons <3 I have been searching for Link imagines and now I have found you! Alright, maybe an imagine where the reader is like the shy nerdy girl in the class and one day she’s out walking and singing to her heart’s desire and Link hears her and compliments her which gets her all flustered?

Requester: @weirdnewbie

Pairing: Link x Shy!Reader

Warnings: None :)

A/N: Sorry this took so long I’ve been busy with school! xx I hope you like it x 


When your grandmother had asked you how popular you must be a few months ago, you haven’t been able to stop thinking about it until this moment as you walked home from school. You didn’t consider yourself popular at all, but you weren’t necessarily the bottom of the school. You had a few friends, but you valued time alone a lot more. Being quiet and thinking was your favourite thing to do - so much so you often could go days without being noticed from being so used to being quiet. You usually chose the seat in the back corner of the classroom as most people didn’t talk to you so you could get on with your work with no distractions.

But that didn’t mean you had dreams of being big. Behind your quiet exterior, there was an intense desire to be on stage and sing your heart out to adoring fans. You doubted it could ever come true though when you couldn’t even do a school presentation without almost crying. Especially when you could feel Link Larkin staring at you. 

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To The Ends Of The Earth || Steve Harrington

Originally posted by soothingheart

Summary: Y/N finds herself caught in helping Steve and Dustin. She thought this had ended last year.

Warnings: Swearing

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

A/N: I don’t know if anyone reads these, but this is my first time writing fanfiction in years. However, with stranger things 2 out and stuff I found myself unable to stop the need to write for it. So here’s my first shot at it, and I’ll probably open requests soon. And if you like it I may make a part two?


Steve turned his head at the soft call of his name. “Y/N?” He asked before clearing his throat, “What are you doing here?”

“I was bringing Nancy her history book back. I left mine at school.” Y/N held up the book in her hands meekly. 

“Oh, uh, she isn’t home.”

Before either of them could speak any further a loud car horn played through the air. A mop of curly hair, barely tamed under a baseball cap poked out of the car window, “Dude! We have to go!” He called seeming very urgent to get out of there.

Steve looked over at the boy before turning back to Y/N, “You should come with us?”

“Go with you?” They asked looking over to the car and raising an eyebrow, “Where are you going?”

At another honk of the horn Steve frowned, “I’ll explain in the car we just have to go.” 

“Uh, how big did you say this, thing was again?” Y/N ask leaning forward to look at Dustin from the back seat.

“Well, first it was like this and then it was like that.” The boy explained gesturing with his hands.

“And how do you know it’s not just some lizard?” Steve asked. Y/N personally agreed, purely out a hope that they did have to deal with going through with fighting another demogorgon. Even if they didn’t technically help fight it. 

“How do I know it’s not a lizard? Because it’s face opened up and it ate my cat!” Dustin shouted looking over at Steve. Silence fell over the car after that statement. 

“Listen, Y/N. Just, stay in here.” Steve said as he and Dustin climbed out of the car, “Just to, uh, be safe.”

“Sure.” They spoke skeptically but sat back to wait anyway.

“Why the hell did you invite them anyway?” Dustin questioned as they walked around to the back of the house.

“Y/N? They helped out last year.” At the look of doubt on Dustin’s face, he sighed, “Look, I panicked. They were there last year. I mean, maybe they can help.”

“That’s why they’re waiting in the car.” Dustin deadpanned, “Honestly, how’d they help last year. Did they hold your bat when you weren’t using it?”

“Okay, shut up. Do you have a key for this?” Steve asked, changing the topic as they reached the cellar door. He made his way down the steps and shone his flashlight on the ground, he lifted the slimy piece of skin with his back. 

“You should get down here,” He called to the kid waiting at the top of the stairs, “Now!”

Dustin made his way down the steps, and over to Steve. At the sight of the skin hanging from the end of his bat, he swore, “Shit.” 

Y/N frowned, realizing that they waited long enough. They climbed out of the car and headed towards the back of the house, “Guys, if this is some kind of prank, it’s really not funny.” They called.

Y/N came to a halt in front of the cellar steps, “Guys?” they called before nervously making they’re way down. As they reached the bottom of the steps, they slowly crept towards the boys.

At the sight in front of them, Y/N furrowed they’re eyebrows.

“Well, I don’t think it’s a lizard.”

anonymous asked:

Can I get something hinny? Just anything remotely cute and romantic? I need a pick me up

A/N: I really wanted to answer this when you sent it but I was out of town with no computer :(  Hopefully you found a cute pick me up in the mean time, but I wrote this one for you :)

Side note I need to stop naming fics with “e” words lol

Also available on FF and Ao3!


Wind whips against the windowpane, the chill seeping in through minute cracks and trickling past the tightly woven wool of Harry’s Weasley jumper – this one nearly a year old and once again the deep color of his eyes.  His quill stops scratching as he smirks to himself, knowing Ginny oh so casually hints to her mother each year about how much Harry likes that particular shade.  Personally, he has no strong feelings one way or another, but Ginny certainly did.  And when she was happy, he was happy – Ginny made sure of it.  Frequently.

So Harry would wear emerald green until the day he kicked it.

But today, the jumper is less about enticing a certain fiery red head and more about staving off the increasingly frigid London winter.  With a sigh, he places his quill down carefully to avoid splatter and leans from his desk chair toward the cozy armchair nestled nearby to tug the cozy knit blanket from its arm – momentarily forgetting he is in fact a wizard, despite the picture of his girlfriend that winks at him from the left side of his desk and the wand that rocks back and forth at his right.

Fingers finally catching on the soft nap of the throw, Harry grits his teeth and leans a little further, letting out a surprised yelp with the final shift slides the chair out from beneath him and he ends up with bent glasses and a face full of carpet.

“Alright Potter?” an amused voice asks from behind him.

Scrunching his nose, Harry turns his head to the side, too defeated and cold to move, “No need to sound so smug Weasley.”

He hears her chuckle – full and warm – followed by the quiet sound of her feet padding across the room. “I laugh because I love you.”


She doesn’t answer, but instead strides closer, her dainty feet – complete with adorably freckled toes she likes to wriggle in his face after Quidditch practice – appear before his eyes.

One of his slim hands comes up to stroke across the arch of her foot, just light enough to not tickle, before she squats down and lays herself parallel with him, her face inches away.  “Tired dear?”

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Ymir protected Historia by abandoning her? Did he follow his feelings? Or was simply a matter of narrative

You know I am not one of those who evade reality in any subject and as you know in these days of the “death” of Ymir many are trying to justify many nonsense and one of the best excuses is “Ymir made sure to protect Historia in both sides”.

Really? Look when Ymir left Historia I knew it was against his personality, but accept it because it was necessary for the plot (according to Isayama) because if we analyze well Ymir had many answers and the revelation of the basement of Grisha would be meaningless.

It is more before surrendering he could simply tell Reiner and Berthold to wait for her to return to the walls to “bid farewell”, not to mention that he could leave the information, for next act accompany the warriors.

That is called true precausation, what he did in the manga was simply an excuse to commit suicide (she could easily escape from the Legion at any time and return to Marley then give the information)

Now when she went with Reiner and Berthold they left the mission of “protecting Historia” now did anyone see the battle of Shiganshina ?, did the warriors have mercy on anyone?

Not to mention she knew that they were only peons who followed orders so that “protect” has no place and is a nonsense

If Historia had been in that battle, it would most likely have died and what Ymir would have been in vain and hypocritical.

Then aside from that there is a big difference between being kind-hearted and suicidal.

Since at the time of going to Ymir not only did not care about the feelings of Historia and his, but gave a strategic advantage to his enemy. What kind of person does that?

Look, even without being devoured, I bet that Marley could somehow extract his memories, that is to say, Marley’s high command would learn of the “bastard daughter of the noble family” who, obviously connecting him with the “Eldian faith” would lead to The conclusion that it was a remnant of the Fritz.

Now let us remember what Kluger said about the fate that awaited Dina Fritz if they learned that she had real blood, something worse than death. .

Many still say “she loves Historia” but after this chapter- Can you really say that? 

To explain this I will use some allegories to how I met your mother?

“If you love something, you can never let it go, not even for a second, or it will go away forever”.

for example

For Ted it was a long way, it can even be said that it was really really long, but it’s difficult ?, I do not think so, life is bad, everything bad happens to be in the right place and time and somehow gather the Courage to be with that girl.

With Ymir his way was long and full of sorrows, but life gave him the opportunity. Was a false goddess, condemned to hell to be a Titan, devour a warrior to regain her life, hear about “bastard noble family”, find that noble bastard, fall in love with Historia, lie to all, Be captured by the Warriors, to be in the decisive battle of his destiny where the only thing that had to do was to gather the courage to make the stupidest challenge to the destiny and simply to turn and return with the girl that loved that was waiting for it.

The answer is that Ymir loved her with all his heart and the decision to leave was silly in the sense that supposedly it was for “kindness and good heart”

If Ymir had made the decision that actually according to his feelings and the whole long road of suffering. She and Historia both had returned to the walls and spoke sincerely for the first time, the girls would realize that all the suffering that happened and the new challenges that will come out will be worth it.

The serious question

Isayama seriously made this end to Ymir ?,

One where almost everything that happened with Historia was only an elaborate method to commit suicide and to remain like a goddess.

So low as to degrade her into a coward who does not fight and who accepts her cruel destiny rejecting the opportunity to love and to be free?

Even if that is the last moment of Ymir, what we can see is someone who simply hates for the simple fact of existing. Do you seriously believe that was “something that would do Ymir” ?.

The truth is that my love for the character of Ymir is greatly reduced and I mean it, Isayama was responsible for destroying the image of her by reducing it to a “poor girl.”

Do not get me wrong because I think it is alive,

But if it is not

That is all?

Of all the Snk characters and the deaths, the only conclusion that comes to me is that Ymir was only a tool to cause false suspicions, excited about a beautiful relationship that planned to separate them in a contradictory way to the characters and without any clear sense to Develop the “best Snk characters” nothing more.

At this point I think he is able to match Historia with any kind cof cof cof (Eren) since seeing what he did with Ymir and Historia on the sentimental side, to make her queen we know how things are and to see “ Realist "and as now the whole role of Historia is only to be queen since there is no time to develop another problem of doing things fast.

Not to mention that it would be a simple and poor narrative that makes me ask. Did he really like Ymir? Is that the Ymir that Isayama liked? A defeatist woman, who never loved herself and had a desire in her unconscious to commit suicide.

It only remains to say that it is very boring and pathetic I hope to be wrong in the last part because there if I stopped seeing Snk in the same way.

I bet they will not enjoy this review but for those who did it thanks for reading and until the next


we were lucky to find some great people, but the truth is, it wasn’t until we found Daisy that we felt like she was capable of doing all of these things this character required. when we brought her in, i asked her to do this one scene from this torture scene, very sort of intense and she just blew my mind. she’s reaching this depth of struggle, and tears are streaming down her face. i thought “this is unbelievable”. and i asked her to stop, take a couple of minutes and do it again, and she just did it again. i thought “oh my god”. (x)

Bad Boss (Bias x Reader) Pt.8

You meant to go for a few drinks, you didn’t mean to get this drunk. You were jobless and still hoping someone would hire you. Luckily, that secretary job paid well so you have enough savings to pay for rent. For now. He also kept his promise in paying you double, the money was in your account that same day.

You’re with your ex-colleagues and you’re sure one of them answered your phone.

“Y/N, who’s Bad Boss?” 

“Your boss,” 

The boss? Why would he call you?” 

“Probably begging me to come back,” you put your head down, sure you fell asleep for a few minutes or an hour. 

You feel someone shaking you, “Y/N, the boss is here,” 

“I don’t care,” 

He shakes you again, “I’m scared. I’m drunk and I’m scared,” 

You’re so sleepy, “He’s stupid. Why is he so mean? There’s no reason to be mean. No wonder no one takes him out for drinks,” 

“Come on,” someone else says. You feel him pulling you up, instantly noticing the smell of his cologne.

“Ah, the asshole is here,” he looks at her and she laughs, “Did he hear what I said?” she looks around at her passed out colleagues. 

“I heard what you said,” 

“What did you hear?” 


“You didn’t hear that I liked you, right?” she squeals, covering her face like a child, “I just said it, so now you know again. Does the boss like me?” 

Even though she’s drunk, he still doesn’t know what to say to her, “Wait! I don’t wanna know. You’ll just hurt my feelings again and I’ll throw more than a dress at you,” 

He stands her up to walk her out when she hugs him suddenly, burying her face into his chest. His heart is racing, but he decides to hug her back, only to hear her inhaling deeply. 

“Mm,” she sounds content. 

“Are you…sniffing me?” She nods and he steps back, needing her to look at him, “Y/N, I’m sorry,” 

She blinks at him and he’s not sure if she’s understanding a word he’s saying. He thinks she’s getting it when she lurches forward and vomits.

B/N called a cab for each of his drunk employees, putting Y/N in his car. He contemplates driving her to his own home, but decides against it. They’re not on good terms, he wouldn’t want to wake up to his own face at this point either. 

He digs through her purse for her keys but can’t find them. He looks at her nervously and then decides to check her coat, finally feeling her pockets. Why do girls have such small pockets?

With her draped over his shoulder, he enters her dark apartment. He can’t find a light switch and almost drops her when he trips over her shoes. He does find a room that he guesses is her bedroom. 

Flicking on the light, he rests her on the bed, looking at her room. It’s simple, good for just one person. 

He wakes her up for a bit just to clean her up. As he removes her shoes, he notices that she’s crying, “What’s wrong?” She covers her face, still very much drunk, “Talk to me,” 

She removes her hands, sniffing, “You’re so ugly,” 

He actually has no idea what to say. He’s been called many things, but never ugly, “Um, okay. I deserve that,”

She sighs, wiping her tears, “You’re so pretty here,” she touches his cheek, “but here,” she taps his chest, “is really ugly,” her tears won’t stop flowing, “Why do you treat me like this? I’ve done everything you’ve asked. I even gave you my latte when I dropped yours. I really thought you were changing. And at the party, I really…”

Her eyes close but he wants to hear more. She can’t sleep yet. Moving closer to her, he asks, “What? You really what?” 

“I really hate you,” she mumbles.

Watching her cry like this and confessing how she truly feels about him, he realized one thing, “I really hate me too,”

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Word Total: 894…  

Request: Anonymous asked: I really hate to ask… But I have a friend whose birthday is on Thursday and I know this is beyond last minute… but I was wondering if you could just write something really short or however long with Cassian doing something for the readers birthday . She absolutely adores your blog and it would mean the world to her. Thank you and again, I am really sorry.. If you cant I getcha 10000% Thank you and sorry. Have a lovely day.

Pairing:  Cassian x Reader

Author’s note:  Happy Birthday, to you!!! May all your wishes come true \^^/ I hope you like it!

“What are your favorite flowers?” Y/N hit her head the unexpected noise make her jumped. She looked down at the inquisitive droid and rubbed her head. “Statistics” K2 added looking up at Y/N. She frowned and said nothing, Y/N felt a bump at the top of her head. She winced and stopped touching her head.

Y/N shrugged her shoulder, “White chrysanthemums?” she had no idea what K2 was planning or what his circuits were running. She had heard that those flowers were impossible to find, “I don’t know, K2. Red roses? If you haven’t noticed they are not enough flowers here in Yavin” the droid dully nodded and walked away. “Your welcome!” Y/N huffed returning to inspect the X-Wing.

Y/N rubbed her neck, it had been a long day in the shop. From repairing simple things like an oil leak to repair an entire damage engine. She stopped in her tracks and look over her shoulder. K2 unexpectedly was behind her. “What are you doing?”

“Gathering information” K2 responded, tilting his metallic head it asked. “What is your favorite food?”

Y/N shook her head and laughed, she set her hands on her hips. “Why the sudden interest in me?” she inquired looking at the droid. K2 simply kept silent gazing at her. “You’re not going to talk, are you?” she sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. “I always wanted to try chocolate, happy? Now go before I repent and tell Cassian what you are doing”

“Hn?” Y/N rubbed her shin, somehow there was no work for her today. “Did I forgot something important?” she asked herself, maybe there was an important meeting and she had forgotten about it. But everything looked normal outside, no one had commented about it. Y/N bit her lip trying to remember what day was today.


Y/N turned around and hummed. “What’s today’s date?”

“Your birthday?”

“My birthday?” Y/N’s eyes widen and scratched the back of her head. “Oh”

Y/N nodded as all the personnel of the base wished her a happy birthday. “100% you forget about your own birthday” She jumped in surprise and turned around to glare at the droid.

“Well, I had no memory of my birth. Why would I remember such a day? I had more important things to think about” Y/N said crossing her arms across her chest.


“What thinking of Cassian? Why would I? Psh…” A red tint appeared on her cheeks. “I am thinking about the reversibility of the energy on an ideal Rankine sys─”

“Then why are your cheeks red? If I may ask” K2 inquired

“What? It’s hot, normal human response, K2” Y/N shrugged her shoulder and glanced around them.

She finally walked through the forest, if she had a free day Y/N was going to take a long nap in the middle of the forest. Her ears perked up at the sound of a male voice. “Are you sure?”

“99.999% positive”

Y/N growled and walked to her secret place on the forest. A beautiful cascade adorned the landscape along with the dense trees. How did K2─ oh yes, the droid had been spying on her for days. “K2, you─ WHAT THE─”

Her eyes darted around her secret place, from the twigs different kinds of white flowers undulated along the soft breeze. There was a small circular table in the middle of the clearing. Y/N could distingue a small chocolate bar.

“I am always right”

Y/N turned her attention back to K2, Cassian smiled at her. “You did this?” she inquired taking one of the flowers on her hand smelling the flower. Her smile widened at the fragrance, it was the same as she remembered. Running through the vast planes of her home planet with Cassian when they were kids.

“Your mother told me they were your favorite, ” Cassian said, she opened her mouth and kept silent. K2 was no longer beside him, she nodded shyly. “Oh, and she prepared your favorite dish” he added pointing at the small table, adorned with a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and a red tablecloth.  

“Why?” Admiring all the white flowers around, a big smile adorned her face.

“I─” Cassian cleared his throat and gulped visibly. Y/N returned her attention to him and her smile disappeared. “There is something important I want to do”

Y/N heart started to beat faster against her ribs. “Cassian”

Cassian got on one knee in front of her, “And he almost shot me when I asked for permission to marry you” he said with a little laugh shaking his head, he took one of Y/N’s hand. Y/N couldn’t contain her tears as Cassian took out from his jacket a small ring. Her mouth went wide opened. That ring belonged to her grandmother.

“How did you─”

“Don’t worry about it, the thing is─” Cassian took a deep breath and look at her. Y/N gave him a watery smile. “Without being what I was looking for, you ended being everything that I need, will you marry me?” he expectantly glanced at her.

Y/N nodded enthusiastically with tears running down her eyes, Cassian smiled as he put the ring on her finger. He stood up and cleaned Y/N’s tears from her cheeks. “I love you”

“I love you too”

Cassian smiled at her and bent down to kiss her. “Can I come out now?”

“K2!” They said in unison

Unknown - Alec Lightwood Imagine

REQUESTED: Yes, another one that was requested!

can you do an Alec imagine where him and the reader are having a secret relationship and one day Alec calls the reader baby or something and the rest of the team is around ?

I loved this one because it just seemed so cute and I could totally see it happening!

WARNINGS: Not really, no smut today!

SUMMARY: You and the team are having downtime. Alec, who you’ve been out with for some time without the others knowing, accidently lets his pet name for you slip and what was once a secret no longer is.

NOTES: Cute and stuff. I should really be working on my Maths this is so problematic.

Originally posted by katherinewinchester

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Late nalu love fest entry!!!

I’m combining the first prompt, First time, and the second prompt, Heat.

V short, but I wrote it in an hour so don’t judge.


Steam filtered through Lucy’s room, and the sweet smell of her watermelon shampoo filled her nose.

Somebody was in her shower.

Lucy shot up, trying to remember why someone would be in her shower.



She looked down at her naked body, only covered by some mangled sheets and Natsu’s scarf, which was flung across her bedpost haphazardly.


Suddenly, the memories of last night flooded through her brain.

Oh is right.

It would seem to most people that having hot sex with your best friend the previous night would stick in your memory, but here she was, having a silent panic attack.

What the hell do I do now?

She could only imagine the horror filled days at the guild, knowing Natsu wouldn’t be able to keep his fat mouth shut and pretty much everyone there would now of their endeavors.

Oh god, Mira! She’d be awful! And Levy and Cana would constantly tease her, and Erza and Gray would make weird little sex jokes oh lord she was doomed.

First things first, get Natsu out of her house.

Lucy turned herself over to stand up to grab her robe, only to find an intense pain fire up in her lower stomach and thighs.

Shit that hurts.

Lucy gritted her teeth and stood up shakily, almost falling over from the intense soreness.

Yikes. Natsu really struck a cord.

For a brief second Lucy remembered his husky voice whispering her name over and over again, prompting her to shiver.

Another factor to that might’ve been that she was completely naked, but there was no doubt that Natsu definitely had a sway over her at the moment.

She prayed that that would be a temporary installment.

Fingers grasping her frilly pink robe, she tugged it closer to her chest, warmth spreading from the contact.

She slipped it on, daintily peering around the corner of her bedroom door to make sure that there were no other visitors in her house.

Safe, no Happy, no Gray, no Erza, no Levy…

Just Natsu, in her shower, probably 100% naked.

“What to do, what to do…” Lucy said aloud, realizing that her words sounded a lot more sexual than she had intended.

Sex was the absolute last thing on her mind, the first thing on her mind was getting Natsu the hell out, then probably sorting out her life choices, considering killing herself, crying, calling Levy, crying some more…you get the picture.

Not only had she just had sex with her closest male friend in the guild, but Natsu had also taken her virginity. The virginity that she had promised herself she’d save for her future spouse.

Her hand neared the door to the bathroom, just slightly ajar and with steam pouring out, probably from the water colliding with Natsu’s hot skin (and she meant that in both ways.)

Ever so gently, she pushed the door forward, steam swooshing out and the scent of tap water and shampoo overwhelming her tired senses.

“…Natsu?” She called out, the foggy vapor making it nearly impossible to see her own hand in front of her.

“Lucy.” She heard him say, just barely making out his voice over the sound of the running water.

She shivered, despite the intense heat of the bathroom. This was going to be harder than she thought.

Lucy made her way to where she assumed her shower was, considering her semi-blindness in the situation.

Get Natsu out, get Natsu out, get Natsu out…

She reached her hand forward to blindly search for the shower door, only to feel something warm and wet grasp her wrist possessively.

“Luce,” Natsu’s voice flickered across the room, much closer than she had originally hoped.

She tried to resist from squeaking and pulling away, but in order to get what she wanted, she had to play along.

She slowly let Natsu pull her towards the shower, knowing precisely what the one thing on his mind was.

Lucy felt her inhibitions slowly creep away, begging her to just let Natsu have his way, just this once. That regret was for the morning after.

This is the morning after, you idiot! Lucy reminded herself, stiffening a little bit when Natsu guided her hand to his chest.

Oooh…so warm…

No. Bad Lucy.

She saw a glimpse of Natsu’s pink hair through the steam, as well as the object that she had been searching for.

“Aah…Natsu…” She involuntarily gulped as Natsu attempted to lift her into the shower to join him.

Where is it…where is it?

Ahh…there it is…

Lucy leaned forward, the soft fabric of her robe pressing against the slick skin of Natsu’s chiseled chest.

“Lucy…” he mumbled, burying his wet hands into her mist-covered hair.

“Natsu…” she started, much more sober than before. Her hand reached the target and she yanked it harshly to the side. “Get out of my house.”

She flew away from him as he yelled out in surprise, the freezing cold water shocking his skin.

Lucy would’ve laughed, if the situation weren’t so dire.

She raced to her front door, adrenaline coursing through her veins and anxiousness cloaking her mindset.

“Lucy!! What the hell?!?!”

Lucy ignored his calls of protest and threw open her door, stepping out into the cool fall air and staring at the river with intense hatred.

Not that she hated the river, but she had to pin the blame on something.

She heard the sounds of footsteps soaring down her steps and she knew that Natsu was wasting no time in catching up with her.

Damn, the only flaw in an otherwise perfect plan.

Lucy clutched her robe to her skin and glared at the ground, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

One stupid mistake, and their whole relationship was completely ruined.

“Lucy…” Natsu said, most likely standing in her doorway. Lucy sighed and turned around, only to turn right back around in shock.

“Natsu! You’re naked.” She informed, her eyes wide and her mouth slack.

“Huh? Oh yeah…Gray must be rubbin’ off on me…” He mumbled awkwardly, but as far as Lucy could hear, was making no effort to fix the problem.

“Natsu…what have we done?” Lucy whispered, tightening her hands to her forehead in shame.

“Well…I’m pretty sure we did it. Is that bad…or something? Cuz you’re kind of giving off the whole ‘remorse’ vibe…” He said casually.

“Remorse?! Natsu, we had sex.” Lucy yelled, whirling around and slapping her hands over her eyes modestly.


“That’s bad Natsu.”

“Oh. Why?”

Lucy grimaced, not believing his utter blindness to the issue at hand.

“How are we gonna go on after this? How can we still be friends knowing that…well…this happened?” Lucy defended stubbornly.

“Wait…we aren’t like…dating?” Natsu asked in total befuddlement.

Lucy paused. She hadn’t…considered that.

What if she and Natsu…got together? Dated, like Mira had suggested for so long and actually hung out together…intamitely?

She couldn’t deny the flutter of butterflies in her stomach at the proposal.

“I…I don’t…” Lucy stumbled over her words, unsure of how to answer his question.

“If you want me to like, ask you out, I will. I mean, if that’s what you want…” Natsu asked, his words cluttered, but still endearing.

Date Natsu? Go out together, kiss, hold hands, have…well, you know.

Why did it all sound so…good?

“I promise I won’t be weird. Or stupid, or do that stuff that you hate, like-”

“Natsu,” Lucy interrupted, his sweet words finally gnawing at her heart.

“Uh…yeah?” He asked nervously.

“Tonight. At eight. No sex, and dressed nice.” Lucy finally said, making up her mind with a smile.

“Whoa, seriously?” He asked excitedly.

Lucy removed her hands from her eyes, avoiding his…thing…and meeting his eyes from across the walkway.

“Yes. Now get out of my house, you damn crazy pyromaniac!!”

Hater: Blablabla age blablabla they can not be together blablabla pedophilia blablabla
Me: … Oh! Thank you! These are good ideas of fiction and drawing! Lovers despite the non-tolerance of others!  They talk to each other, do things when they are ready, stop if one of them is embarrassed … Otabek who asks questions, Yurio who reassures him … Aww cutie.