literally the most beautiful woman in the world

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supercat! I just got on the bus and the asshole driver started going again and I fell into your lap. plus points for cat being too distracted worrying about germs. ;)

Kara loves taking public transportation. She loves the chance to see the amazing variety of people in the city, she loves the chance to look out the window and see the buildings roll past, and she loves taking the time to slow down and just exist for a while. When you have super speed, sometimes taking a break to just sit is the most relaxing thing you can do.
She usually spends the time staring out at the people and scenery they pass, having learned early on that most other passengers aren’t comfortable with her staring their way. People watching is always a better idea from a distance, and Kara hates to make people uncomfortable in any way.
The complex beauty of one of National City’s major cathedrals captures her attention when they stop, and it takes a few moments for the sound of complaining from the front of the bus to break into her concentration. It sounds like someone is arguing, and Kara frowns up at the driver as she wonders whether she should try to help. She usually doesn’t, not wanting to attract any attention or get into a situation where she has to use her powers, but if there’s something she can do to help then maybe she should at least try.
When she realizes it’s a mother and teenage son arguing back and forth about whether to take the bus or wait for someone to pick them up Kara decides it isn’t pressing enough to require her attention and turns back to the cathedral, letting the intricate stonework draw her focus in once more. The style is nothing like what she’d known on Krypton, but at the same time it’s somehow the closest thing she’d found.
Something in the details, the way the spires are bracketed against the sky behind them and the way the stained glass windows shine in the light remind her of Argo city and the way she could stare out her window for hours at a time, watching traffic pass below her as she found patterns in the graceful sweep of the buildings. Not many buildings on Earth can earn the same reaction, and when she finds one that can, it’s often nearly impossible to pull her focus. She’s drawn in to the point of shutting out the world around her, and it’s usually the most peaceful part of her day.
Which is what makes it such a surprise when the woman who had been arguing literally falls into her lap when the bus jolts into motion, startling Kara out of her near trance as she looks into the most beautiful eyes she’s ever seen. She could fall into those eyes the same way she falls into the graceful arches of the cathedral behind her, could stare for hours and never once come up for air.
“Oh, are you okay?” Kara manages to ask through her distraction and the sudden shock of having a beautiful woman literally fall into her lap.
“Of course I am,” the woman snaps, and oh Kara shouldn’t find that anger as attractive as she does. “And once I have that incompetent ass of a driver fired for his carelessness, I’ll be even better.”
Nope, definitely should not find that attractive, Kara thinks with some dim portion of her mind that isn’t completely overwhelmed by the sheer presence of the woman in her lap.
“I don’t think Ben did it on purpose,” Kara tries anyway, sticking up for the man mostly out of instinct.
“Be that as it may, he still sent me sprawling into a complete stranger. And while you may not be as germ ridden as every other surface in this death trap, I can’t imagine that was very pleasant for either of us.” The woman sounds very sure, very pointed, and the continued closeness is starting to get to Kara. She should probably help her stand, but the longer Kara sits feeling the warmth of her body pressed against her own, the harder it gets to move. Or think at all.
“Don’t look at it that way,” Kara says, mouth opening before her brain can catch up. “Just think of it as you literally fell for me.”
Her mouth snaps shut as soon as she finishes, and Kara manages to ruin her smooth delivery by flushing deeper than her cousin’s cape. At least the woman looks impressed, isn’t standing to find some other seat and taking her warmth with her.
“Brazen is a good color on you,” she says after a moment, the scowl she’s worn since falling into Kara’s lap softening into a slight grin. “I’m Cat.”
“Well, Kara,” Cat says, leaning forward just enough to make Kara’s breath catch. “Thank you for catching me. You’ll have to let me know how to repay you.”
Suddenly it’s not just Cat’s proximity that’s sending heat through Kara, and for a moment all she can do is. nod silently, wide eyed as Cat’s low voice makes her mind blank.
“I usually accept payment in form of food,” Kara says when she realizes the silent, dumbfounded look might not be the most attractive. She tries to put her own heat into the words, but from the way Cat smirks her seduction game just isn’t as strong as the other woman’s effortless game.
“If that’s your way of asking me on a date, your delivery needs a little work,” Cat says, and Kara’s flush returns. “But luckily for you, the cute works as well as the brazen. Friday, 8pm. I’ll take you somewhere nice.”
Kara nods in disbelief, not entirely sure this is real, that she isn’t imagining everything. She barely manages to remain coherent long enough to exchange numbers, Cat remaining perched on her lap the entire time.
“Well, this is my stop,” Cat says with a strange mix of regret and relief, standing slowly as if already reluctant to tear herself away from Kara.
And Kara finds herself just as reluctant, feeling instantly cold without the warm weight of Cat pressed against her.
“I’ll see you Friday,” she manages to say, watching as Cat turns and walks back to her son, wishing there weren’t quite so many hours between then and now.
Cat nods over her shoulder with a smirk, and Kara all but melts into her seat at the way the simple look makes her feel.
“Damn, girl, you’ve already got it bad,” a voice comes from a few rows behind her, and Kara can only nod.
“I think I really do.”
Liam Payne reveals his love for Cheryl for the first time, saying she's been his dream girl forever
LIAM PAYNE is genuinely living out his childhood fantasies. He’s a multimillionaire, a music superstar and, to top if all off, about to have a baby with the woman of his dreams. For the first time,…

WE’RE SUPER HAPPY’ Liam Payne opens up about his love for Cheryl for the first time, saying she’s been his ‘dream girl’ since he was a teen

One Direction star gushes about his mum-to-be girlfriend in new interview

WORLD EXCLUSIVEFrom Dan Wootton’s Bizarre column16th March 2017, 10:01 pm Updated: 16th March 2017, 10:06 pm

LIAM PAYNE is genuinely living out his childhood fantasies.

He’s a multimillionaire, a music superstar and, to top if all off, about to have a baby with the woman of his dreams.

For the first time, the ONE ­DIRECTION star has broken his silence about his relationship with CHERYL, admitting the Geordie singer — ten years his senior — was the girl he lusted over as a scruffy teenager in Wolverhampton.

Liam said: “This is the thing. In a non-cliché way, it’s weird waking up every day and literally living out your dream. You wake up in the most beautiful places.

“Obviously I have the most ­beautiful girlfriend in the world and she’s absolutely amazing. She’s been my dream girl since I was younger. She’s so ace.”

Liam and Cheryl, who I revealed were dating in February last year, are UK music’s No1 power couple, amassing millions of record sales between them courtesy of their careers as part of the biggest boyband and girlband of their generation — 1D and GIRLS ALOUD.

They first met when Liam ­auditioned in front of judge Cheryl on the 2011 series of The X Factor, where he went on to form 1D with HARRY STYLES, LOUIS TOMLINSON, ZAYN MALIK and NIALL HORAN.

Her experience in the music industry is ­certainly appreciated by Liam, who’s about to embark on his solo career following an incredible five years with his band.

Speaking to Rollacoaster magazine, he said: “She is a wonderful, wonderful person and it’s amazing to have someone who can relate to so much of things — someone who’s taken greater steps than me.

“Her solo career was ­amazing. She’s been in the ­industry for 14 years now.

“She fully supports me. We’re super happy. It’s a very personal, precious time for us. I’m still ­learning. I’m only 23.”

Cheryl is a wonderful, wonderful person and it’s amazing to have someone who can relate to so much of things — someone who’s taken greater steps than me

Liam will soon become the fourth member of the band to release his own material, with Harry still ­keeping the fanbase waiting.

The singer, however, refuses to ­distance himself from the record-breaking boyband, showing his loyalty by his decision to accept the award for Best British Music Video at the Brits last month.

He clearly has fond memories of being in the band, even looking back proudly at being thrown out of a hotel by the new President of the United States.

Liam said: “DONALD TRUMP ­actually kicked us out of his hotel once. You wouldn’t believe it.

“It was about [meeting] his daughter. He phoned up our manager and we were asleep. He said, ‘Well, wake them up’ and I was like ‘No’ and then he wouldn’t let us use the underground garage.

“Obviously in New York we can’t really go outside. New York is ruthless for us. So he was like, ‘OK, then I don’t want you in my hotel.’ So we had to leave.”

As well as speaking about Cheryl for the first time, Liam also addresses his secret ­friendship with JUSTIN BIEBER in his rare chat.

The singer revealed the pair confided in each other regarding the pressures of the industry and dealing with their “chaotic lives”.

Liam said: “He’s a great guy — inside there’s a really good heart.

“I said, ‘Look, the difference between me and you is I had four different boys going through the same thing to look to. He didn’t have that.’

“I said to him, ‘Take my number and any time you want a chat, let me know as I’m here and I understand exactly what you’re going through and I understand your world.’

“He needs somebody like that and in that position.”

Unlike Liam, who only has to roll over and speak to the person he’s sharing a bed with.

And wootton has the exclusive?????

“I don’t really think I am the most beautiful woman in the world at all.” - Jayne Mansfield

“I had an enormous complex about my looks. I thought I was ugly and I was afraid no one would marry me.” - Audrey Hepburn

“I was tall, thin, ugly…” - Sophia Loren

“I don’t think I am a beautiful woman. Ava Gardner is. I think Audrey Hepburn is.” - Elizabeth Taylor

I’m always surprised by the amount of classic actresses that didn’t think they were beautiful. Literally, the list could go on and on


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Title: Coffee, Cooking and Cuddling
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So you - the most clumsy woman in the whole world - literally run into the most beautiful and uptight woman you ever saw while grocery shopping. She hates you instantly and blames you for the whole thing while you’re too distracted by her beauty to stop yourself from being sassy. But you can’t stop the magnetism that hovers between you two, and neither can she. So you keep apologizing and asking for a coffee date, she repeatedly says no.

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How beautiful is that? This episode was the best yet.

We have a new character, a militant from Japan’s defense force. International reaction continues to be realistic - US military based in Japan took preemptive action. Japanese people protested against the PM & government for risking sanctions. However…

Now it has become clear what this show is about: It is playing with the idea of transition to a post-scarcity world. They literally allowed everyone to seize the means of the production. Literally. Everyone is self-sufficient now. During maybe the last 20 seconds of this episode, all the most apparent conflicts that will arise from this have been mentioned in a flurry of angry shouts from representatives at the UN. How beautiful is that?

Despite wanting to see conflicts of ideals, I’ve actually sided with zaShunina and Shindo from the beginning. I’ve thought about this kind of future a lot in the past few years and it is one reason why science advancement should always be the first priority in my opinion (the other reason is just pure curiosity - or rather, science discovery is the core value of human evolution imo). I absolutely despise how the professionals have completely derailed the meaning of the phrase “disruptive innovation” (which is what the WAM should be called) and the academics just sort of went along with it. It no longer means scientific breakthroughs, but rather “a change to some old technology that will make it sell more.” Anti-intellectualism disgusts me. But I’ve digressed.

I love the prime minister character so much. See, even though I 100% support zaShunina, Tsukai has her point too. There is a 50/50 chance with this solution: either advancement to a new world as mentioned, or mutual destruction, because everyone has the capacity to do it, and you seriously can’t figure out others’ intentions, or if they know yours, etc the chain of suspicion would just grow and the sensible answer to each self-serving individual would be to simply wipe out other parties. Either way, destruction or advancement, unprecedented bloodshed will occur. So the point here is, the PM made a terrifyingly impossible decision when he challenged the status quo. How beautiful is that?

zaShunina, again, mentioned the redundancy of nationalism and protectionism. I want to cry. As a lone woman from one of the most corrupted third world countries in the world, many of my struggles have stemmed from nationalist sentiments, from historic and current circumstances, from my own country and others, I have been through hell and back navigating policies and changing winds in politics. I’ve digressed again, but yeah, the point is, zaShunina’s little speech to the PM, how beautiful is that?

Now I want to comment on the science that the WAM was based on too (they literally showed tesseracts within the WAMs that were given to Shinawa inside that special room. Is Novo only 4D then? Did she just literally fold 3D into 4D, pun intended?? What kind of shape can be manipulated by the higher-dimensional Novo to create infinite energy in 3D? Klein bottle?), but I never studied physics past grade 10, and that was 10 years ago, and I’m sort of in a cold war with my physicist brother who I usually consult for sci-fi discussions, so yeah that’s all.

anonymous asked:

black sails for the tv meme!

whoop! alrighty anon lets go (this is gonna get long i hope you’re prepared)

  • my all-time ultimate fave character: well not to name names but he’s angry and ginger and is driven almost entirely (but not entirely, because he’s also a revolutionary at heart and you can fight me on that) by gay revenge and i love him more than life itself and i would set myself on fire to keep him warm even though he’s in the caribbean and he’s always sweating 
  • a character I didn’t used to like but now do: me @ silver in s1: hm he’s cool i guess whatever but he’s a messy bitch and starts too much drama // me in s4: I WOULD TAKE A BULLET FOR THIS MAN AND NONE OF Y’ALL CAN STOP ME 
  • a character I used to like but now don’t: BILLY BEARD OF FUCKING BETRAYAL BONES. i never exactly loved him if i’m being completely honest because i didn’t see anything that was particularly interesting about him other than the fact that he was Good and Pure and Loyal but then he really went all out and did that and now i want to fight his ass for life 
  • a character I’m indifferent about: lmao you’re assuming i know how to be indifferent with regards to even a single aspect of this dumb life-altering show. that being said, probably vane. i pretty much fall asleep every time he speaks in s1 or 2 
  • a character who deserved better: ELEANOR FUCKING GUTHRIE AND MR SCOTT and also madi obviously and the entire maroon camp and the queen without a name  
  • a ship I’ve never been able to get into: eleanor/w**des fucking satan r*gers, or eleanor/vane, or eleanor with literally anyone other than a beautiful au ot3 with max and anne bye 
  • a ship I’ve never been able to get over: literally flint with every single person in the world that he loves 
  • a cute, low-key ship: a fake question, nothing on this show is lowkey (that being said idelle/featherstone maybe? can you believe she’s the most powerful woman in nassau after max?? N O ICE)
  • an unpopular ship but I still enjoyed it: ummmmmm i refuse to believe silverflint counts as an answer to this question 
  • a ship that was totally wrong and never should have happened: eleanor/w**dy, honestly i want to pour bleach into my eyes every time get him away from me and her
  • my favourite storyline/moment: remember when flint lost his captaincy because he murdered gates and dufresne thought that was the moment for a bitch to step up and take charge except it really wasn’t because flint came out fucking swinging with that Manipulation™ and allowed dufresne to sink himself essentially with his own hubris????? remember when flint said “men in these waters are hard men. they don’t fear ships. they don’t fear guns. they don’t fear swords” and the camera panned and silver said “then what do they fear?” and flint gave him a look and MADE THIS FACE
  • i am essentially describing the moment i fell in love with him i’m sorry this was it this was it there’s a million scenes in this show that shook me to my very core (205. 2 0 fucking 5!!!!!!!) but this silent “me” was THE PEAK he’s bigger than ships he’s bigger than guns and swords he’s bigger than than piracy and the sea and death combined good b y e hailey and hello Captain Flint 
  • a storyline that never should have been written: the entire season 1 arc of max was a disgrace that i continue to be furious about in my free time 
  • my first thoughts on the show: what is this? a pirate show for game of thrones fans? (i quit halfway through watching 1x01 back in 2014 rip)
  • my thoughts now: black sails gave birth to me as a human woman & i am eternally grateful for the suffering it has inflicted on me
Greek Mythology and the Signs

Aries: Hercules, son of Zeus and Alcmene, badass dude that killed and captured like a ton of monsters. He was kind of a jerk tho. Perseus wannabe.

Taurus: Aphrodite, godess of sex and love. Fave hobby: cheating on asshole husband.

Gemini: Hermes, messenger god, nervous and talkative, kinda restless. Knows lots of things. Friends with all the gods. But probs doesn’t stand them. Always making fake messages and trolling his bros.

Cancer: Hera, godess of marriage and home, she always fixes every family mess but becomes a psychopathic bitch when it comes to her husband.

Leo: Apollo, god of the Sun and poetry, probs makes some ugly ass haikus, popular kid of the Olympus, pretty chill but hella dramatic when he wants to.

Virgo: Penelope, Odysseus wife, who faithfully awaited for his return. 108 dudes were coming outta her ass, but she found a way to make them pay (you know, the bow contest and all, lets not even talk about the shroud). Very intelligent and patient.

Libra: Helen of Troy, daughter of Zeus and Leda, she was considered the most beautiful woman of the world, she was married to some guy but she left him for Paris (kinda love her for that).

Scorpio: Hades, god of death, ruler of hell (more like the afterlife). Watch out if he likes u, he’ll probably abduct you or smth. Has a skeleton kink.

Sagittarius: Eros, has a serious problem with sticking arrows on people and make them fall in love, however he has 1000000000 commitment issues, like seriously, show him a chick and he’ll fly his ass outta there in a sec.

Capricorn: Atlas, literally carries the sky on his shoulders, srsly needs to chill. Tired 24/7 with an ambitious job lmao.

Aquarius: Achilles, this dude is indestructible, but Paris tickles his heel and he drops dead. Just like this guys, they might appear cold as ice, but touch their weak spot and they’ll show you otherwise.

Pisces: Dionysus, drunk aunt of the Olympus, has a great love for wine, drugs n shit. Family disappointment. A drunken kind of chill.

  • Chris Chibnall: This is Alec Hardy. He’s an old, broken-down, cuckolded detective with a heart condition. His sex appeal is in the negatives and he’s rejected by every woman he approaches.
  • the broadchurch fandom: this is scruff mcbuns he’s literally the most beautiful man in the world #hard4hardy
That time Thor was a beautiful woman:

Norse Mythology is literally the greatest thing in the world. Now I know what you’re thinking, “Wait, Thor, like the dude from those Marvel movies?” 

Yes, but if you didn’t know, most of the lore and mythology of Marvel’s Thor is actually built around the foundation of actual Norse Mythology, Why we spend so much time learning about the Greek gods in school is beyond me, because Norse gods are so wild. 

Take for instance the story of Thor and Thrym. So Thrym was a frost giant living to Jotunheim, and as the Frost Giants are known to be, was jealous of the damned Asgardians and their luxurious realm. So Thrym rocks on up to Asgard and steals Thor’s hammer which he’d just used to murderface another frost giant, Hrungnir. 

Thor is pissed. Like who does Thrym think he is? “This is my poorly-manufactured short-handled hammer!” I assume Thor yelled in anger.

So finally, Thrym is all like “Ok ok, I’ll give you back your hammer, if you make Freya marry me.” Now Freya was like the most beautiful of the Gods, and obvs Thrym knew this, so it would be hella prestigious. So Thor and Loki go to Freya and are like “Yo, can you take one for the team and marry this dude so I can get my precious hammer back?” and I imagine that Freya just dead-pan stared at him for no less than 3 minutes, in silence, before telling him to “Fuck off.” (In the cinematic retelling of this story, Freya must be played by Gillian Anderson)  

So Loki, being Loki, is like “My man, Thor, let’s just dress you up like Freya.” and Thor is like “Sure, why not”

The two of them march into fuckin Jotunheim, Thor dressed as Freya, and Loki dressed as her handmaiden. Now, Thor has a veil that’s supposed to conceal his beard and stuff, but like, I seriously doubt that is all he needed. (Yes I’m sure Loki used some kind of deception magic but let’s not be a buzzkill and ruin this story, k?)

So the door swings open and Thrym is like “Oh it is her, the hottest babe of all the Norse.” and he fucking rips off the veil. Thor is like “fuck, I’m done for.” 

But here’s the thing, Thrym is a freaking frost giant, so like he doesn’t know the difference, he just heard Freya was hella hot and so he’s like “Ooo you are even more beautiful than I ever imagined.” 

Now I gotta think Thor and Loki share a glance at this, cause Thor is sitting there, dressed in Freya’s clothes, with a full bead and oh, by the way, he has a giant shard of flint PROTRUDING FROM HIS FOREHEAD because when he killed Hrungnir part of Hrungnir’s flint hammer got lodged in Thor’s forehead and no one could get it out so they just LEFT IT THERE.

So Thrym invites them in, serves them this huge feast, the entire time Thrym is like flirting madly with Thor, who he believes is Freya despite the beard, and giant shard sticking out of his forehead. Finally, at the end of the night he gives “Freya” Thor’s hammer as a gift, to which Thor reveals himself to be Thor and MURDERS EVERYONE IN THE GOD DAMN ROOM! (sans Loki of course who is just in the corner bent over with laughter… or throwing up from too much mead, the world may never know. Do Norse Gods get alcohol poisoning?)

And that’s how Thor, with a shard of flint in his forehead, dressed as a woman, got his Hammer back from Thrym who probably should have known better than to mess with THE GUY WHO GOT A GIANT SHARD OF FLINT STUCK IN HIS SKULL AND TREATED IT ONLY AS A MINOR ANNOYANCE.

greek mythology and the signs
  • aries: hercules, son of zeus and alcmene, badass dude that killed and captured like a ton of monsters; he was kind of a jerk tho; perseus wannabe
  • taurus: aphrodite, goddess of sex and love; fave hobby - cheating on asshole husband
  • cancer: hera, goddess of marriage and home, she always fixes every family mess but becomes a psychopathic bitch when it comes to her husband
  • gemini: hermes, messenger god, nervous and talkative, kinda restless; knows lots of things; friends with all the gods; but probs doesn't stand them; always making fake messages and trolling his bros
  • leo: apollo, god of the sun and poetry, probs makes some ugly ass haikus, popular kid of the olympus, pretty chill but hella dramatic when he wants to
  • virgo: penelope, odysseus' wife, who faithfully awaited for his return; 108 dudes were coming outta her ass, but she found a way to make them pay (you know, the bow contest and all, lets not even talk about the shroud); very intelligent and patient
  • libra: helen of troy, daughter of zeus and leda, she was considered the most beautiful woman of the world, she was married to some guy but she left him for paris (kinda love her for that)
  • scorpio: hades, god of death, ruler of hell (more like the afterlife); watch out if he likes you, he'll probably abduct you or something; has a skeleton kink
  • sagittarius: eros, has a serious problem with sticking arrows on people and make them fall in love, however he has 1000000000 commitment issues, like seriously, show him a chick and he'll fly his ass outta there in a sec
  • capricorn: atlas, literally carries the sky on his shoulders, seriously needs to chill; tired 24/7 with an ambitious job lmao
  • aquarius: achilles, this dude is indestructible, but paris tickles his heel and he drops dead; just like this guys, they might appear cold as ice, but touch their weak spot and they'll show you otherwise
  • pisces: dionysus, drunk aunt of the olympus, has a great love for wine, drugs n shit; family disappointment; a drunken kind of chill

I don’t understand why Pledis is such a small company? They house/housed some of the biggest kpop acts. After School/Orange Caramel are very popular and well known. Son Dambi was called the female counterpart of Rain. We all know Nu'est was popular when they debuted, and right now Seventeen is one of the most popular rookie groups. Uee is a popular actress and solo artist, Kahi was popular, and Nana is an extremely popular model (she is literally the most beautiful woman in the world).

My friend from university has watched 3x16 today and her Bellarke comments deserve a post, so here goes:

- She is searching his hand!!! omg! They’re holding hands!! This is so intimate. WTF? Get a room!

- I have a problem. I don’t know if I’ll finish watching the episode. 
Me: Why? Is your wifi not working?
She: Nah, I’m caught up in the scene where Bellamy puts the chip in Clarke’s mouth. I’ve lost count of how many time I’ve watched it but I need to know if Bellamy’s thumb touches Clarke’s lip.

-Look at her hair, is a mess and she has black blood on her face but he’s staring at her like she was the most beautiful woman on earth. THAT’S LOVE BITCH!

- No, but definitely, my favourite moment is when Bellamy makes Clarke smile. Have you seen anything more beautiful? He’s joking about his own torture to make her smile!! He’s always cracking jokes at the most inappropriate times.

*minutes later*

Oh wait! Imagine if in s4 Bellamy and Clarke have to be apart for a while and Clarke is so tearful and nervous.

I’m sure Bellamy is going to be like: Hey, it’s okay, calm down. Not that it’s the end of the world.

(She literally sent me this pic)

Lmao I hate her.

Leo & Sagittarius

He’s mesmerized by her beauty and grace, literally making her feel like she’s the most beautiful woman in the world and to him, she most probably is. 

They’re both just so colorful and fun that their time together is romantic and fun, other people literally look at them are like “hashtag relationship goals” 

The two are nothing more than social, I mean they like sleepy cuddly days but would rather be spending time with their friends and family having a great time. Darn social butterflies. 

And no matter where or what they’re doing they’ll always take a moment to appreciate each other and let the other know that even though they’re out with friends or whatever they still love the fact that their’ other half is there with them. 

This couple is literally like sunsets and rainbows, they’re sort of made for each other and they’re just so amazing. Both of them are equals, no one bigger than the other. Loyalty is something that will always prevail as both of them have endless love and respect for the other. 

Although the couple is rather perfect they do have a few flaws.

The Sagittarius may push the Leo, by making them jealous just to get a reaction out of them. This can push Leo’s patience as they don’t have time to deal with childish games as such. 

And with the Leo, you may want to consider calming down and not constantly seeking admiration and compliments 24/7 from your Sagittarius. Give em a break!

OVERALL - 9.5/10 

Hey psa here but the translations of the original run of ‘the most beautiful death in the world’ made a few mistakes. Most chiefly that I’ve found so far is they changed a bit of dialogue between Ronald and Eric almost entirely, and totally changed the meaning in the process.

In the translations that you’d all be familiar with, Eric says he dumped the secretarial division’s ‘idol’, and Ron gets frustrated at that.

However, what Eric literally says in Japanese is that he ate her, which is a euphemism for having sex with a woman, generally whilst taking her virginity. Ron then gets upset because HE was interested in her and Eric beat him to it, whilst saying that Eric has pulled this more than once. This could have been translated literally with no problems, since English also has a sexual double meaning there, and it fits very nicely, so I’m really not sure why they didn’t.

TLDR: Eric has canonically had sex with multiple women on a casual basis and is proud of it, uses it to taunt Ronald

Preference {22} You're His Girlfriend, and He Gets Possessive Because One of His Band Mates Likes You (His POV)

I had fun writing this, so I would like to thank the Lovely who requested it. Requests are still open, by the way…Just don’t expect them to be up for quite a bit. I have thirty-nine preferences/imagines to do in addition to the two preference series and ships and blurbs I do/am curretly doing. I hope you enjoy this one, though! All my love…

- Chrissy

Master List

Harry: Liam Fancies You.

                No one had ever made me jealous to the point I couldn’t take it anymore. No one had ever made my blood boil or head steam. No one had ever brought me to the edge, where I could look over and see my limits.

                But then again, I was with Y/N, the only one for me.

                And that was one of my best mates, wrapping his arms around her.

                I knew the look on his face.

                He had only shown it around one or two girls before, but those were just girls. People I didn’t know the names of.

                This was my girlfriend, the one I loved.

                “Harry!” Y/N giggled as I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind. I pecked a kiss to her neck, loving the shivers it sent through her body.

                I glanced up at Liam, who looked crazy uncomfortable in front of us, and smirked at him, “So…I see you met my girlfriend, Y/N.”

                “Yeah…I did.”

                “I was going to introduce her to all of you later, but that’s okay,” I smiled, keeping one of my hands on her hip.

                “Well, she is definitely everything you said she was and more,” Liam gave her a small smile, making her blush.

                Only I could make her blush.

                “You flatter me, Liam,” she grinned widely, putting a hand to her chest. “And I can definitely say the same of you. Harry talks about you all the time.”

                “Really? All good I hope…” he looked at me with one of those goofy smiles on his face, and I instantly felt guilty…

                Come on. This guy was my best mate. We’ve been together for almost five years now…He would never do anything to jeopardize my relationship with Y/N.

                 "Well, it was nice to meet you, Y/N. I know we’ll become closer as the tour goes on; I can tell you’re a girl that’s easy to get along with,“ Liam chuckled, putting his hands in his pockets.

                Well, there goes any amount of guilt I felt.


                "You’re very late,” Louis observed with a smirk as I entered the common room.

                I shrugged, running a hand through my messy curls.

                “What’s with your hair…?” Niall trailed off when he saw my cheeky grin. “Oh…”

                Liam hung his head, letting it rest on his fist while he lounged on the arm of the couch, “Where is she?”

                “Just fixing herself up,” I said, walking over to the mirror and pulling my hair up. I pretended to examine my neck for how much damage I had gotten, but in all actuality, I was showing off the tiny bruises Y/N’s lips had made.

                “Are you going to stop any time soon?” Liam snarled, making me meet his eyes in the mirror.

                “Why?” I turned around, crossing my arms over my chest. “Does it bother you?”

                “A little. Yes,” he nodded with a scowl.

                “Why? It shouldn’t, Liam,” I leaned back against the mirror. “She’s my girlfriend, after all.”

                Liam just glared at me, while the boys looked back and forth, trying to figure out what to do in such a situation.

                Fortunately, none of us had to do anything because Y/N decided to enter then.

                “Whoa…” her eyes widened. “What’s with the tense atmosphere? I thought you guys were all friends.”

                “We are…” I realized, frowning, as I looked away from Liam and walked over to her.

                What was I doing?

                 I took her hand in mine and faced my mates, “Guys…this is Y/N…”

                While all the boys came over to introduce themselves, I sat down next to Liam, who looked completely and utterly broken.

                “Look…” I sighed, resting my elbows on my knees, “I’ll promise to keep the PDA to a minimum if you promise me that you’ll get over her.”

                Liam looked over at me; a smile crept onto his lips, “Thanks, Harry…”

                I shook my head, putting my hand on his shoulder, “She’s quite the catch…I can’t exactly blame you…”

                We both caught her eye, and she gave us one of her dazzling smiles.

                “You’re a lucky bastard…”

                I returned her smile, “I know. Believe me, I know.”

Liam: Louis Fancies You.

“So…I heard you recently got into football,” Louis smiled, sitting down next to Y/N.

                “I like watching the occasional game,” she smiled while I pulled her into my side, tightening my arm around her waist.

                “Did you watch last night’s game?”

                “Yeah, I did, actually,” she looked up at me. “Liam watched it with me.”

                “Well, I guess you could say we watched it…at some points” I grinned, knowing, by the disgusted expression on Louis’ face, that he had gotten the underlying meaning.

                “Liam!” Y/N’s cheeks were bright pink. “Don’t say that.”

                “But you’re so cute when you blush,” I cooed, pecking her lips, and when I pulled away, I saw Louis leaving the room.

                “Look what you did, Liam,” Y/N frowned, looking from Louis’ retreating form to my brown eyes. “You drove Louis away…”

                “Did you want him here?” I whispered, feeling a dull pain in my chest.

                “What?” her eyes widened a bit.

                Realizing how stupid I was being, I denied ever saying anything. God knows how mad Y/N would get if she figured out I was purposely hurting Louis to calm my jealousy. Honestly, though, he needed to learn when to back off. Y/N and I had been dating for six months, now, and before, when we were all just friends, Louis and I had both been pining for her affections. I won, though.

                He had to stop trying to steal the prize.

                But Y/N wasn’t a prize to be won or had.

                She was so much more, and she was my world.

                If Louis somehow managed to take her away from me…I don’t know if I could cope.


                “…then he fell off. Literally, and I was like, Mate, I warned you about the sharp edges,” Louis finished his hilarious story, sending everyone into a fit of laughter, including Y/N.

                What pissed me off was how he could pick out her laugh like I could. He heard that melodic giggle and looked right at her, smiling like she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

                I knew how he felt. God, I knew, but I don’t share.

                “Liam?” I felt Y/N’s soft hand on mine.

                “Hmm?” I stopped glaring at Louis and turned to look at her, arching my brows.

                “You’re gripping the knife so hard…That’s got to hurt,” she pointed out with a concerned frown. “Are you feeling okay?”

                Honestly, I wasn’t. The way Louis was acting was making me sick to my stomach, but I couldn’t tell her that. She’d think I was some crazed, envious boyfriend that couldn’t even handle one of his friends having feelings for her; she’d think I have issues trusting her.

                But I trusted her with all my heart.

                It was him I didn’t trust, even if it was sad to admit it.

                “Come on,” she began to get up, taking my other hand in hers. “Excuse us.”

                “Where are we going?” I asked as she led me out the door of the restaurant to the back parking lot.

                “Just for some air,” she inhaled, taking in the crisp autumn air. “Now, tell me what’s bothering you.”

                My face fell, “What do you mean?”

                She rolled her eyes at me, “Honestly, Liam. I’ve been your friend for the past two years. Do you expect me to believe nothing’s wrong?”

                She was right. I had underestimated her.

                “It’s just…Louis…” I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck.

                “What about Louis?” she questioned, taking a step towards me while crossing her arms over her chest.

                “We both…fancied you…a lot…and still do. Back when we started dating, he was heartbroken, but he promised me that he’d back off,” I told her, “but he’s been getting a little too close for comfort lately…”

                “You’re a goof,” she murmured, bringing my lips down to hers in a tender kiss. “We’ll make it clear to Louis that I am off-limits, so don’t worry.”

                “And how are we going to do that?” I gave her a cheeky grin, bringing her body closer to mine.

                “We’re going to talk to him, you pervert,” she laughed before pecking my lips.

                “Oh…well, that’s no fun…”

Louis: Niall Fancies You.

“This is the life, Lads,” Niall said rather drunkenly while lounging back in his chair.

                The boys and I were on tour, and it was our night off. Instead of staying in like we usually do, we were feeling a bit up to hitting one of the bars.

                Niall and Harry were both drunk to the point they started spurting and doing nonsense. Liam was a little tipsy, but he had decided to stop drinking once he felt the buzz. Zayn and I were both sober; we both agreed on one or two drinks, but I had to Skype my girlfriend later tonight.

                I wanted to stay sober for her.

                “You know what would make it perfect, though?” Niall continued his ridiculous statements, looking to each of us.

                “What?” Zayn humored him.

                “If Y/N was here,” he smiled, leaning back in his chair like a lovesick pup.

                I frowned at his choice of a companion.

                “She’s so fit…Oh my God with those legs of hers and…”

                “I think you’ve had enough to drink, now,” Liam pushed the glass away from Niall, glancing at me.

                He could tell how I was feeling.

                I was radiating anger.

                He’s looked at her legs. He’s checked her out; he liked what he saw.

                “But, Liam…” Niall whined, reaching for his glass. “I haven’t stopped talking about how amazingly gorgeous Y/N is.”

                “We know that, Niall,” Zayn’s eyes darted back and forth between me, Liam, and the drunken idiot, “but her boyfriend is right here.”

                “Y/N has a boyfriend?” Niall shot up straight in his chair, his blue eyes wide.

                Liam nodded, “She’s dating Louis, remember?”

                “He better fucking remember,” I hissed, clenching my fists under the table.

                “Calm down, Louis,” Zayn whispered. “The lad’s just drunk.”

                “I know, but…”

                “Liam, I’m going to need that drink,” Niall was now leaning on the table, looking completely defeated. “If Y/N’s taken…oh God…”

                I sighed, rolling my eyes.

                It was pointless to get jealous; Y/N was mine and loyal to the end.

                I didn’t have to worry.


                Not one bit.



                That was the sound of my patience snapping in two.

                How dare he? How dare he stare at my girl like that.

                “Close your mouth, Niall,” I sent him a glare before going over to offer Y/N my arm.

                She smiled at me, taking it before she reached the bottom of the stairs.

                “You look stunning, Love,” I whispered in her ear before giving her soft cheek a kiss.

                She blushed at my words, looking down at herself, clad in a sparkling silver evening gown.

                “You’re going to be the prettiest one there,” I said as I led her over to the boys.

                “Y/N…” Niall looked her up and down with a lopsided grin. “You look amazing!”

                “Aww…Thanks, Niall,” she beamed, hugging my arm before looking up at me.

                “It really does suit you,” Harry said, but his eyes were on her face, not the skin the slit on the side of the dress revealed.

                “Thank you, Harry. That’s very–”


                He snapped his head up, looking me in the eyes, “What?”

                “Will you stop checking her out?” I scowled, pulling her even closer to me.

                Niall averted his eyes and mumbled, “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

                “You know damn well what I’m talking about,” I snarled, taking a step towards him.

                Y/N held me back, her fingers gripping the sleeve of my tux, “Louis! Calm down. What’s wrong with you?”

                I whirled around, gesturing towards Niall with my opposite hand, “He fancies you. That’s my problem!”

                Y/N looked to Niall, who was mortified, then to me, “So? I mean, I’m flattered, but I’m pretty sure everyone here knows I’m yours, Louis.”

                “You can say that again,” Niall muttered, shuffling his feet. “He won’t stop showing off.”

                I ignored his comment and focused on what Y/N had said.

                “Really? You’re mine?” I grinned, putting my hands on her hips.

                She rolled her eyes, putting her manicured hands on my shoulders, “Of course. We’re boyfriend and girlfriend, aren’t we?”

                I nodded, “And I thank my lucky stars that we are.”

Niall: Zayn Fancies You.

                Kill him. Fucking kill him.

                That urge just kept running through my mind, as if it were in a race with a trail that happened to cross over my thoughts a billion times.

                Yes. She was mine, and I was hers.

                Nothing was going to change that, and we both knew it.

                That’s what being boyfriend and girlfriend means.

                And I’ll admit, a good boyfriend doesn’t murder his friend for dancing with his girl, but he was fucking holding her. He had his hands on places that were marked territories. They had only been touched and explored by me, and I wanted to keep it that way.

                As I got closer to them, ready to separate them, I saw the way he was looking at her.

                He was looking at her the way I looked at her, like she was the only girl in the world that could possibly mean anything to you.

                “Hey, Zayn,” I gripped his arm tightly, stopping them in their dance, “I need to talk to you.”

                Y/N regarded me suspiciously, and because I knew how smart she was, I feared her seeing how green I was underneath my skin.

                She didn’t say anything about it, though, if she had. Instead, she let me bring her into a passionate kiss and muttered an “okay” when I told her I’d be right back.

                Zayn was completely oblivious to the whole situation, and there was a second where I actually felt bad for the lad. Y/N was the perfect girl. Who could blame him?

                But my jealousy squashed the sudden sympathy when I saw his eyes follow her as she walked back towards our table.

                “Ow, Niall,” Zayn hissed, turning to look at me. “That hurts, Mate.”

                “Come on,” I growled, letting the fury I was feeling show.

                Once we were outside the bar, I released his arm and put my hands in my pockets, “Zayn?”

                “Yeah?” he lit a cigarette.

                “Do you fancy my girlfriend?”

                “Y/N?” Zayn’s brown eyes widened. “What makes you ask a silly question like that?”

                “Just the way you’re acting,” I shrugged. “I saw the way you looked at her on the dance floor. I saw where your hands were–”

                “Niall,” he puffed, putting up his hands. “Calm down. If you want me to admit it, then, yes; I fancy Y/N.”

                I inhaled sharply, alarming Zayn.

                “However,” he continued slowly, “I would never try to take her away from you, Niall. I’m not like that. Besides, she loves you.”

                For some reason, his words pacified me.

                This was Zayn, for crying out loud! He and I were best mates, and a part of me always knew he would never do anything to hurt me.

                The same went for Y/N.

                They were both loyal to the end.

                I sighed in relief, letting the corners of my mouth curve, “Listen, Zayn. I’m sorry. I overreacted and became all possessive…”

                “Hey, it’s okay,” he smiled, putting his smoke out. “I’d probably do the same if I was dating Y/N. You two are serious, and you have a right to get jealous.”

                I nodded, looking through the window to see Y/N laughing at something Eleanor had said.

                “Yeah. That smile’s in my future.”


                “So you were jealous of Zayn today,” Y/N stated as soon as we got into the car. She buckled her seatbelt before looking up at me, “Why?”

                I slouched in my seat, hating the fact that I had been caught, “How do you know these things?”

                “Niall,” she snickered, putting her hand on top of mine. “I’m not stupid. I knew the moment he asked if I would like to dance. You had the funniest expression on your face, and it screamed green monster.”

                “I couldn’t help it…” I turned to face her. “He fancies you, and as your boyfriend…”

                I trailed off when she started laughing, “I already know that.”


                “I was going to tell it to him straight, but you beat me to it,” she grinned before leaning over to press a soft kiss to my lips. “Now, take me home so I can set you straight.”

Zayn: Harry Fancies You.

I didn’t like the way he smiled around her. It was a smile I had never seen him wear before I had introduced him to Y/N, and it was starting to piss me off.

                They were spending time together a lot lately, and I knew they were friends…I knew I could trust Y/N, but it was him I didn’t trust.

                Harry was wanted by most of our fanbase.

                What would stop Y/N from joining the vast numbers?


                A voice in my head told me because a part of me knew that Y/N loved me.

                But my insecurities were louder, prompting me to do something about the situation.

                “We’re back!” Y/N exclaimed, throwing the door to our hotel room open.

                I raised a brow, “We’re back?”

                “Yeah,” she pushed her sunglasses back, up onto her head. “I didn’t want to go shopping alone, so I brought Harry along.”

                “Where do you want me to put these, Y/N?” Harry asked, coming in with a ton of bags on his arms.

                “You bought that much?”

                I could barely get her buy a dress, with her own money!

                Y/N threw her head back, letting out the prettiest laughs I had ever heard, “Are you kidding me, Zayn? Most of those bags are Harry’s.”

                He shrugged his shoulders, “I was in the shopping mood.”

                “And he wouldn’t let me carry a thing!” Y/N groaned. “Not my stuff or his!”

                I could only imagine what they had looked like in the mall…People would see them laughing and joking around. He would be carrying her stuff…looking like her boyfriend when it was supposed to be me.

                Why did I say no this morning?

                Harry had that smile on his face now. That fucking smile he only had around her, “Well, I couldn’t let you carry all that heavy stuff…”

                “It’s clothing, Harry,” she rolled her eyes, taking her bags from him. “I guess we’ll see you later.”

                Harry pouted, “Okay…but later better be soon.”

                Not in your lifetime, Mate.


                “Hey, Y/N?” I called, drying my hair with a towel.

                “Hmm?” she looked up from her magazine. “What, Love?”

                “Why don’t we go shopping? There’s something I need to get…”

                She gave me a smile, “So now you want to go shopping?”

                I pouted, “I wasn’t feeling up to it until now…”

                She giggled at my response, putting the magazine down on the bed before getting up and wrapping her arms around my neck.

                “You know I love you,” she kissed my nose, “so of course, you must also know, I would follow you to the end of the earth.”

                I was grinning like an idiot; she always knew what to say…even if she didn’t know how much her beautiful words impacted me.

                “I love you so much,” I whispered, pecking her lips before walking over to the dresser and getting some clothes out. “Let me put something on, and we’ll go.”

                “Take your time,” she smiled, sitting down on the bed.

                But I didn’t. I was too excited to get to the mall, and the moment we entered the place, I led her straight to the jewelry store.

                “Noooo…” she whined while I pulled her by the hand into the glimmering shop. “I don’t like expensive things…I lose them.”

                “Hush, Love,” I chuckled, leading her over to one of the cases. “This isn’t just any gift. I want to get you a promise ring.”


                “To show a certain curly haired boy that you’re mine,” I mumbled, but she had heard me.

                “Are you jealous of Harry?” she snickered, moving in between me and the case. “You’re ridiculous, you know that? Harry and I are just friends.”

                “But he fancies you, and I have to set boundaries,” I growled lowly.

                She sighed, unable to stop her smile, “If it makes you feel better, you can get me the ring…but nothing too expensive. Okay?”

                “Okay,” I hummed against her lips before pressing a kiss on them.

                In the end, we left the store with one of their most expensive rings on her finger.

                It was big and screamed, “Taken.”

                Just how I liked it.

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No. 26 - “I got you a present.”

If there was something Gajeel Redfox learned for women and pregnancy, then it was hormones. He didn’t mind her new found sexual desire. He could deal with his wife’s increasing need of sleep, craving for strange and/or rare food. But he had problem with all that sudden mood swings.

Normally, the iron dragon slayer had hard time dealing with people’s feelings, especially Levy’s. After being together for few years, he maybe managed to learn… But now, with these wild hormones turning his beloved bluenette crazy, he knew he was lost. In one moment she was happy, laughing at some joke he or Lily told her, and in the next she was sobbing for only Mavis knew what reason.

Of course, Levy herself had a hard time with all these things and he knew it. The sudden changes in her body didn’t helped her lack of self-confidence at all. Gajeel knew how low she thought of herself when it came to her beauty and he literally hated it, because in his eyes she was the most gorgeous woman in the world. For example, few days ago he found her crying because she thought he don’t find her attractive anymore, which was complete bullshit. He had to spend around two hours reassuring her how amazing she looked, how beautiful and hot and dead-drop gorgeous she was and how much he loved her. He didn’t know why she thought she isn’t attractive anymore - hell, somehow the swell on her belly made her even more appealing in his eyes.

“Lev, I’m back” the man simply said when he walked in their house. His petite-blue-haired wife was lying on the couch, a leather-bound tome resting in her hands. “Did ya missed me?”

She only hummed in answer and smiled at him. Gajeel relaxed. Levy was in happy mood, perfect. He preferred her that way, because her smile was like second sun. When he leaned to kiss her forehead, she moved her her so his lips landed on hers.

“How was your mission?” the bluenette asked, innocence flashing in her eyes.

“Good.” He let his bag fall on the floor and sat next to her on the couch. As his missions since she entered the fourth month had been only in Magnolia and the area because he wanted to be close to her if something happen. It wasn’t like they were lacking money. “But it would have been better if you were there too.”

“So romantic.” She shifted so her head rested against his chest. “Remember you forbid me to take jobs?”

“Yeah…” he nuzzled in her hair, inhaling the sweet lavender scent. “Lily went to the guild to see the others. Oh, and Juvia sends you a hello. She said she’ll come tomorrow to see how are you going.”

“That mean we’ll have girl talk with tea and cookies.” Levy mused, her hand tracing invisible patterns over his arm. “Hmm…”

“Is that a nice way for you to tell me I have to make cookies?” 

“Maybe~!” She giggled and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. “And, if you’re good, I’ll share what we leave with you.”

“You’re so evil, Lev.” He smirked. “In that case, I won’t give you my little gift.”

The petite script mage looked at him, batting her thick lashes.


“Mhm. I got a present for you, it’s in my bag.” He took his bag and opened it, pulling a box from inside. “Open it.”

Levy looked at him. Then at the box. She repeated that few times, then sighed and opened the box. Something yellow shifted inside and the dragon slayer could help but stare at his wife’s face as she blinked few times, surprised.

“You got me a dress?”

“Well, since you think you’re not attractive for me anymore, I asked Juvia for help. She suggested giving you something that will make you feel attractive and I thought of that.” He pointed the yellow sundress in her hands. “Try it.”


“Yes. I want to see how it look on you.”

She sent him one look - he wasn’t sure if she was upset or just really surprised - then stood up and walked to their bedroom, her hips swinging with every step.

“Well, what do you think?”

The dress was tied around the neck with simple bow and the lower hem hardly passed her knees. Another, this time black bow was tied on the side, right under her breasts, from where the dress fell freely, covering her rather large, 6-month belly. Sunflowers decorated the hem. It even had matching headband, with sunflower.

“You look amazing” Gajeel honestly admitted, staring at his petite wife with love and adoration. He walked towards her and embraced her, kissing her forehead. “Like goddess.”

“Do you really thing so?” Levy looked at him with her large golden eyes, small smile curving her supple lips. “Do you really thing I’m beautiful? I mean, I’m bigger than the whole Kardia Cathedral!”

“You’re not just beautiful, woman, you’re the most beautiful thing in the world.” He laughed at her words. “And you still will be, even if you were like the Cathedral. Which you’re not.”

“I guess I’ll listen to you. This time.” She sighed. “And the dress suit me?”

“Yeah… but do you know where it would look even better?”

“Let me guess.” Levy rolled her eyes, but the smile still was there. “On the floor.”

“Such a smart wife I have.” She giggled when he lifted her bridal style, carrying her in their bedroom. “Let’s see if I’m right.”