look at this gorgeous young man

anonymous asked:

Whomst??? The fuck??? The audacity???? John Boyega is a beautiful lovely wonderful talented man and 10000000000000% better looking than some basic ass white boy. And young! Keanu Reeves is gorgeous as well!!!!!!!

Keanu Reeves is…he’s there and John boyega is literally so fine I don’t get how anyone could pick a skinty whittle white boy over him but oh well


we’re talking about Voltron season 3 here so wATCH OUT

-We see Keith’s knife only once this season, and it was sheathed
-Pidge is trying to find her family in the first episode, but nothing about it is mentioned the rest of the season
-We got no flashbacks to Keith’s childhood or past with Shiro
-We saw baby Allura, but not baby Lotor
-Kurōn means clone in Japanese guys
-Keith is dominant left-handed, but he’s actually ambidextrous
-Keith teleports the black bayard through his body to his other hand. I need answers
-So technically Zarkon and Haggar are dead?
-If Sven exists, do the other original “space explorers” exist too?
-if Zarkon and Haggar had Lotor, and if they had him after they were dead and revived by quintessence, wouldn’t that cause some problems with the birth?
-I know we’re supposed to assume that being in the rift and dying and coming back gave Haggar her powers. But what about the rest of the Druids?
-It’s apparently a Red Paladin thing to just leave your teammates and do your own thing on an impulse. Does that mean Lance is gonna start doing that?
-I think that Alfor is more like Keith than Lance, actually. If Keith had had a better past and childhood, he probably would’ve ended up a lot like him.
-How in the world are they going to defeat the new comet ship? Like I know that they’ll be able to, but how? It seems very impossible at the moment
-I have a feeling we haven’t seen the last of the Awkward Two Leaders moments
-Keith is absolutely on to Not Shiro. Did you see the way he was looking at him?
-I also don’t think Not Shiro knows he’s Not Shiro. He thinks he’s Shiro, but remember Young Justice with Red Arrow? I think it’s like that.
-The Black Lion so far hasn’t shown a lot of her personality to Keith, not like Red did. I wonder if she will later, or if she even has the ability to.
-Why was Lotor exiled, and where? They’re obviously setting this up. And unless Galra have extended lifespans like Alteans do, Lotor was exiled pretty young. He appears to be in his early twenties right now. And he was exiled so well and efficiently that not a word was casually spoken about him in hallways and such that we saw. Is this part of the reason Lotor is so bitter towards his father?
-Lotor doesn’t treat Haggar like his mother. Does he know if she is his mother?
-Haggar had Space Amnesia, gaining a new name and identity while her husband presumably knew her original identity the entire time. That seems kinda sad. I almost feel bad for them.
-I stand by the theory Acxa is related to Keith somehow. Also, we know Keith flashbacked to the Weblum. But did she as well? If she did, then she’d remember he saved her life, right?
-Since Keith is in the black lion now, does that make him Space Big Brother?
-How is Earth doing rn
-I bet that Keith will tell the others that Shiro isn’t Shiro. And I bet none of them will believe him- except one. And it’ll be either Lance or Hunk. Pidge and Allura are too happy to have Shiro back. Hunk is suspicious and observant enough to come to the same conclusions as Keith, and Lance trusts what Keith says.
-“Take me to a space hospital”
-Young Zarkon looks like a lego

Reverse Fairy Tales
  • A prince with a love of the sea undergoes a terrible shipwreck and wakes, briefly, while being rescued by a mermaid. Obsessed now, he requests the help of a land witch and gives up his “charm” - looks and speech - for a tail. Silent, disfigured, and lost beneath the waves, he discovers that though he can breathe, every breath he takes feels like fire in his chest. Still, he hopes to find the mermaid who saved him and someday earn her heart… 
  • A young, beautiful wolf with a coat as red as blood is off to visit her grandmother - now living in another pack. She’s warned by her mother not to approach the path, for humans lurk there. However, the pup ignores her mother’s advice, lured away by a girl’s tempting treats, and later at dusk, when she finally arrives at grandmother’s, a whole group of hunters sets upon the pack… 
  • A young man is selected to keep a fearful ‘beast’ company, living in a castle far out in the woods. Yet when he arrives, he finds not a beast, but the most gorgeous woman the land has ever seen… one who claims to be under a spell. She is not human and utterly despises this form, but the spell will not be broken until someone loves her for reasons beyond her appearance. This man, gentle and well-read, may one day look past her beauty and if he does, he may still love the ‘beast’ that then springs forth…
  • A princess is told by her father that she must marry and a ball is planned to find her a husband. Angry and panicking, she flees to the edge of her kingdom where she finds a young man, living with two brothers and an abusive stepfather. These fast friends hatch a scheme: the princess will take one of the man’s shoes, claim it belong to her one true love, and send her father on a fool’s errand to find the ‘prince’ to which it belongs. In return she will help the man escape his family, if he wishes, at least for one night - at the ball. But when they dance together, more than friendship might form… 
he’s the beauty; she’s the beast

so i’m sure the remake of a timeless classic that disney is about to roll out is going to be great and all

but here’s another way we could do things:

he’s the beauty

she’s the beast

for a movie who’s central theme is inner beauty, it doesn’t really do anything to support that, you know? so how about this: adam, our prince turned beast, isn’t an inhospitable monster. because this back story doesn’t make any sense – why is the young prince of this land alone, in a castle, only to be caught unaware by a witch?

so how about this – this is pseudo france, right, so these royals do what their real life counterparts did. they flee. the cruel, greedy king and queen flee and leave their young son behind with their staff. their son who is kind and soft hearted and totally unfit to rule any kingdom (never mind that they’re literally running away from their own people). not only that – they trade their son for their freedom, trade their kingdom for their freedom. to the witch.

so the witch comes, and she doesn’t disguise herself as a crone, goes to him looking as lovely and young as her magic keeps her. but our prince adam has a talent, one many cast-aside, neglected children have developed – the ability to see people for who they really are, and he knows this is no kind young woman in need of his help. he refuses to let her in – and there’s this little twist to the magic, that she can only enter the palace grounds and claim her prize if she’s welcomed in a as a guest, and he, the young master of this castle, won’t let her in.

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A cage of golden glass

Synopsis: There was you. An ordinary human girl, wrong place, wrong time. Then there was Loki. God of Mischief, war criminal. When Thor brings you to Asgard to ensure your safety, there is nobody else you come to hate more passionately than his evil foster brother. Then Odin finally decides on a new and much more effective kind of punishment for Loki, causing your whole world to fall apart. He would simply marry him off to a mortal, someone who is, by all means, “beneath” him. You.

Pairing: Loki x Reader
Rating: M
Chapter: 1/1 (Oneshot)
Words: 7217
Warnings: smut, forced marriage

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Brutally HONEST Description for Newbie Sex Workers

I’m fucking tired of seeing all these posts and blogs by aspiring, newbie or fake blogs talking about “gross or ugly SD’s or Clients". The reason we get paid the rates or allowances we do is because we’re doing something (more like someone) most people DON’T WANT.

Let me clear this up for you pretty, naive little girls: This is the SEX industry, meaning YOU are the sexually desired, and THEY are the consumer.

With the small exception of about 5% being the attractive/young men with a ton of money they probably didn’t earn, the rest has a reason why they’re looking to HIRE you. I will repeat, yes there will be exceptions that are not that unattractive or old but again, those are the exception NOT THE RULE.

Realistically, why would a gorgeous, wealthy man not date normal women he doesn’t have to say that he paid for when women are lining around the block for him? That would be like you fucking these old, crusty ass dudes for free when you’ve already won the lottery. Wouldn’t your young and beautiful self just date men your age then?

Take it from someone who’s been in the industry for several years now. Most of your clients will not even rate a 3-4 on a 1-10 scale when compared to vanilla men your age.

There will be:
•morbidly obese men
•men old enough to be your grandfather
•ones with terrible hygiene
•definitely rude and entitled jackasses that will make you secretly hate yourself sometimes
•wrinkles, wrinkles and wrinkles
•sandpaper French kisses
•some with body odor that cologne can’t cover up
•scraggly, hairy chests
•balding scalps with few strands left held on by his last shred of dignity
•moments when you tower over your very short SD or client

and it is YOUR job to:
•make them feel sexy, adored and in love.
•make them come
•hold their hand in public
•even kiss them so often infront of people, regardless of your 30+ gap
•be able to have the mental strength to withstand the judgmental sneers and glances.
•get dressed up in lingerie for them
•let them touch and grope you
•pretend to enjoy it when they go down on you
•giggle at his terrible jokes
•make out with them when they’re basically treating your entire face like an ice cream cone
•maybe be forced to watch yourself have sex in the mirror he chose for the suite
•convince him his dick is probably as good as his son’s

All these dumbass girls with their heads up their asses literally believe the fake accounts on here. Do you really think making more than an average person’s weekly checks in a few hours is that easy? Yes, there are exceptions where the SD/Clients aren’t that bad. BUT, it takes seeing dozens of the expected type of client before ACCIDENTALLY running into an exception.

I see too many barely legal girls sitting on Tumblr believing they can just quit school, and every Brad Pitt on the site will come along and hand them 5k for MUTUALLY satisfying sex. 😂😂😂

Listen, if you’re not able to prepare yourself and be able to walk into a hotel room with a man (age 35-99) that’s a 2 on a 1-10, you don’t have what it takes to pull in high income as the girls you’re envying.

This is not easy work.

There’s always a price to pay for everything, especially money.

Stay safe and smart, ladies.

Make that money. 💸💸💸

That Awkward Moment When

John Laurens x Female Reader

Requested by @cupcakequeen1999 who was kind enough to compromise, this one goes out to you girl, you’re super rad

In which the reader and Laurens are roommates and very good friends. Jealousy and smut ensues.

Words: 4,573

Warnings: NSFW! SMUT SMUT SMUT and LOTS OF SWEARING (don’t read if this will make you uncomfortable)

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Heal Me // Doctor!Shawn (A Soulmate AU)

Your car jerks, wheels skidding on the ice beneath the freshly fallen snow. Driving on ice wasn’t something new to you. You drop your gear, slowing your engine and brake slowly. Just like your dad showed you. The bottom of the hill is approaching, slowly, steadily. There is no one driving along the cross street and you figure you’ll go ahead and coast through the intersection. It was only another couple blocks until you were home. Suddenly you jerk forward, head hitting the steering wheel, you car goes careening into the embankment that goes to a sewage run off canal. There’s a flash of red and you see a large truck skidding past your car as you slide into the canal sideways. Everything happens so fast you aren’t sure if you’re right side up or upside down. There’s a loud crunching, something hits you in the back of the head, glass shatters and you are jarred to a very sudden stop. The world is spinning, your head hurts and your leg feels like someone is sitting on it. You glance down and there is blood all over your jeans.

“Hello?! Are you awake?!” someone, a man, yells from far away.

You can’t see anything, vision spotty and snow covering your windshield. You look to your left and see your phone beside you…on the window. The car is on it’s side. “Help!” you yell but you can’t help but feel like it’s not quite loud enough. “Help! My leg!” your voice is weak and you start to cry, tears burning your eyes, pain and frustration getting the best of you.

“I’ve called for help!” the male voice shouts, still quite far away. “Are you hurt?!”

“My leg….my leg,” you sob, voice cracking. There’s a bitter sweet acrid smell permeating the air and suddenly you can’t breathe. It was suffocating, sickeningly sweet. You knew that smell. It was antifreeze leaking from your car. Your heart races, you’re scared that this is the end. This was how you died. In a flipped car, asphyxiated on chemical fumes and bleeding to death. You pass out, the smell and the pain in your leg overwhelming you.  

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anonymous asked:

Request: y/n is a rich spoiled girl, at least that's how she looks like, she's everything harry hates. People say that she is very confident and the life of every party. No one knows how she feels inside and she is always looking for attention of men bc her dad is a very busy person.

I’m making this a series ‘cause I just fell in love with the concept. Seriously, I love that trope way too much. I’ll be including another request I received as part II of this. Here’s a preview:

“Diamonds are a girl’s best friends”

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Flowers - Alfie Solomons

Can I ask for an Alfie imagine? His wife is his total oposite, sweet, calm and hes totally whipped. Im just a sucker for romantic Alfie😍 


“Mornin’ Ollie!” I call as I walk into the ‘bakery’.

“Mornin’ Mrs Solomons,” he mumbles before turning back to whatever he was doing.

It’s always the same when I walk in, a mumbled greeting and then complete avoidance of eye contact. I don’t take it personally because I know Alfie’s threatened each and every one of these men, individually, about making eyes at me, but I still always make the effort to know them all and engage in friendly conversation.

“How are you feeling now Ollie?”

“Umm, not too bad I suppose,” he replies, keeping his eyes on the book in front of him.

“Honestly? Because if you need some time to rest up you can-”

“No! Alfie would kill me, he needs me here.”

I’ve learnt over the years not to argue with Ollie when it comes to Alfie; his loyalty will always prevail over common sense.

“Well, I know a doctor who’ll see you out of hours. Want me to give him a call?”

His lack of objection says enough.

I place a gentle hand on his arm. “Take it easy though, yeah? You don’t need to go at 100% all the time.”

He nods and mumbles his thanks before rushing off clutching his books and papers to his chest.

I carry on towards Alfie’s office, greeting the men I pass on the way.

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Imagine: Anakin getting flustered when he sees you

For @holy-chloe… Enjoy! I also made up a name for the reader, I hope that’s okay. The reader is also female.

“The two Jedi sent to protect you are here, m’lady.” One of your handmaidens said, dipping your head towards you and clasping her hands together. 

You smiled. “Thank you, Ditora.” 

The handmaiden looked up in surprise for a moment, as if shocked that you knew her name. She dismissed herself a second later, looking flustered as she joined with the other handmaidens.

Just then, the door to your bedroom opened and in stepped two men, one adorned in beige robes and the other, who was much younger, in black robes. Their eyes widened when they saw you approaching. 

“Princess Annix, it’s an honor.” Said the older one, dipping his head towards you. His golden fair hair fell over his forehead. “Obi Wan Kenobi at your service. This is my padawan, Anakin Skywalker.” 

Anakin, who looked incredibly pale, gave you a tiny smile and bowed, bending rigidly towards you. 

You bit back a laugh. 

“Please, you don’t have to do all of that. Bowing, I mean. I hardly consider myself royalty.” 

Anakin nodded quickly, his pale cheeks flushing red. 

“Sorry.” He muttered, staring at his shoes. 

Obi Wan caught your eye and smiled before leaning over to whisper something in his padawan’s ear. You turned around and got to work folding a few towels on your bed under the disapproving glances of your handmaidens. You couldn’t blame them. They were supposed to do all of the work for you, like straightening your bedsheets and collecting every bit of dust that formed on any surface in your bedroom, much to your dislike. You felt bad for the handmaidens, you truly did. 

“Anyways,” You chirped, looking back at the Jedi, “Where are you guys coming from again?” 

Obi Wan stepped forward, clasping his hands behind his back. 

“Coruscant, m’lady. The Jedi Temple.” 

You smiled, turning around and sitting on the edge of your bed. Anakin stood slightly behind his mentor, his eyes following you. 

“What’s it like? The Jedi Temple, I mean.” You asked. You had always wanted to go to Coruscant but since you were under the strict and watchful eyes of your parents, you were barely allowed out of the palace that you all lived in. It was quite a boring palace. Yes, it was incredibly beautiful and massive, with numerous rooms and gorgeous paints and priceless gifts from other planets. But when you’ve looked at all of that for the past eighteen every single day, it grows dull and boring. You had almost memorized the intricate patterns carved into the walls. 

This time Anakin spoke up. 

“W-well, the Temple is much like this palace. It’s massive and gorgeous, with c-countless rooms a-and several libraries and multitudes of people milling around it a-and, know that I think of it, the Temple is nothing like this palace. No offense.” He finished with a nervous laugh, his face reddening again. 

You smiled, studying the young man. He was about your age, maybe a little older. You couldn’t understand why he was acting so strangely, but yet again, you had only just met him. Maybe he was awkward around everyone.

Obi Wan looked slightly embarrassed with his padawan’s behavior and you saw him mutter something out of the corner of his mouth, but you quickly averted your gaze. Your handmaidens were giggling behind you as they folded towels but you snapped your hand up to silence them, something you had ever done before. The giggling ceased instantly. 

“How long will you be staying?” You asked the two Jedi, noticing how small Anakin now looked. A twinge of sympathy twisted in your chest. 

“About three weeks. Maybe even longer depending on how determined these bounty hunters are.” Obi Wan said, giving you a quick smirk. 

You leaned back on your hands. 

“Well I’ll certainly enjoy the company.” 

anonymous asked:

for the lil something, do you think you could do shance and the love bug au please?

hiii ~ I hope you like this! I went against the system lmao. hope you like it anyways!!! <3

Shance + Lovebug Au

Lance shouts out in pain when his right cheek suddenly stings.

“What the quiznak, Pidge!” he screams, rubbing his red cheek grumpily as he glares at the young teen, “Why the slap¡?”

Pidge shrugs. “You had a pink bug on your cheek, man. I just saved you, you’re welcome.”

“Did you kill it? Pidge, you’re not supposed to kill it! They are just tiny and harmless pink bugs!” Hunk says then, shaking his head in disappointment.

“Okay but that’s what Coran said and excuse me for being cautious about what our Gorgeous Space Uncle says sometimes because his info might be outdated.” Pidge shrugs, pulling out her hologram from her armor, “We gotta be smart, just look at Keith, he got his helmet on, shut and everything!”

“I’m not taking any chances!” The Red Paladin exclaims exasperated as he keeps walking in front of the group, bayard inactive but still gripping tight.

“That’s because Keith’s paranoid.” Lance waves off, sighing as he follows the group and gets deeper into the strange jungle, “And I still haven’t forgiven you for that slap, Missy.”

“Whatever,” Pidge says nonchalantly, eyes still on her hologram as she continues to walk.

Lance rolls his eyes before a heavy hand lays on his shoulder.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Shiro asks him quietly, looking at him carefully and Lance’s chest tightens.

“Yeah, yeah, don’t worry about it, man, it’sall good.” Lance laughs, hand flying to the back of his neck to rub nervously as he looks away from his leader’s eyes.

Shiro smiles. “Okay, good, but at least put on your helmet, Lance, just to be safe, alright?”

The brunet nods, following the suggestions. Shiro limits himself to hum approvingly, offering a comforting squeeze on his shoulder before continuing to walk.

“What does these things even do?” Keith’s muffled voice says as he slaps away from of the bugs from his face.

“Coran said it had something to do with increasing the chemicals that make you fall in love but it’s triggered by the first person that you see,” Hunk supplies helpfully.

“That you see? That makes no sense. Wouldn’t ‘the first person they touch’ be more accurate?” Shiro questions, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Stop questioning the pink bug, Shiro,” Keith huffs.

Lance is about to open his mouth when there’s a sudden wave of pink bugs, flying around the entire team. Everyone immediately shut their helmet, ignoring Keith’s smug huff at the action, but Lance gasps when his helmet doesn’t shut.

“Guys! My helmet is not working!” Lance panics, trying helplessly to shut his helmet with no success. He yelps when a bunch of bugs start surrounding him and he shouts in pain when he feels a sting on his right cheek.


Lance huff when he’s suddenly tackled down to the floor, the wave of pink bugs finally dispersing and disappearing until there are no left.

“Are you okay? Did you got bit? Lance, answer me!”

Lance blinks his eyes open, heart doing a hard tug inside him when he meets Shiro’s concern face in front of him.

“Uh…” he lets out before he pushes his leader awkwardly off him, pulling himself up before patting himself all over his body.

“I feel fine? I don’t - ? I saw Shiro first but I feel fine? Normal?” Lance rambles, poking himself on the cheek and ear before he let’s out a laugh, “Ha! You thought, Pinky! You thought you could make me fall in love with Shiro but the joke’s on you because I already am in love with him!”

Lance cheers, throwing his arms up in victory, “In your face -!”

Someone clears his throat behind him and Lance suddenly remembers where he’s at. He freezes, shoulders tensing as he hunched himself over and slowly turns around to meet his team.

Pidge is beaming brightly, clapping her hands before shaking Hunk’s arm excitedly, who portrays an equal smile on his face. Lance watches the moment when Keith slaps his hand against his still sealed helmet, mumbling something about losing a bet and Shiro…

Shiro is…

Well, Shiro’s not even blinking.

“I think you broke him,” Keith says, eyeing his brother carefully before shrugging.

Lance swallows and shifts on his feet. “Good broken or bad broken?”

Hunk hums. “Considering his blush, I would say ‘good’ broken, dude.”

“Hah, yeah, not to mention that his heart is all over the place,” Pidge adds, as she holds up her holograms on her wrist that shows the entire team’s vitals, “Pay up, nerd, I fucking called this shit way back during our first month as Pals.”

Keith groans. “That’s not fair, you bet on Lance being the first one to confess willingly.”

“Uh, no, I just say Lance would be the first one to stop his pining and confess.” Pidge shrugs, “Which he did, now pay up.”

“What, uh, what did you bet on, Keith?” Lance asks nervously and Keith looks up at him, an annoyed look in place but his mouth twitches slightly.

“That Pining Shiro would break first and confess but behold: Pining Broken Shiro,” Keith says, waving his hands at the still frozen Black Paladin before he yelps when Shiro’s metal arm shoves him hard to the side.

“Keith!” Shiro yelps, his scar almost missing among the raging blush covering his cheeks but it’s no use because the truth is out and Lance is living.

“You like me?” He whispers quietly, almost shyly and tries to control his smile as Shiro turns to face him.

“Well, I mean, yes, you’re amazing, Lance, and one of the best sharpshooters I have ever seen, and you’re beautiful and -”

Shiro’s rambling is suddenly cut off as the brunet launches himself at the older man and closes the distance between their lips. Shiro automatically wraps his arms around the teen’s waist and lifts him off the ground, melting into the kiss.

“I like you too,” Lance whispers against his lips and Shiro beams at him.

Meanwhile, the three other Paladins stand by the side, making mockingly gagging noise at the display.

“Can we go now? I need to collect the rest of my money with Coran and the mice!” Pidge whines, tapping her foot against the ground.

Lance waves her off, eyes never leaving Shiro’s gray ones, before he leans down to another kiss that is happily welcomed.

aesthetics edit: ragnar lothbrok x athelstan, university AU

Athelstan is a student, majoring in theology. He spends days and nights with the books until the moment he sees his new professor of Cultural Studies and Scandinavian history, Mr. Ragnar Lothbrok, and oh boy, Athelstan falls so hard for the man. Not just because of his deep voice which sounds like a thunder but also sweet like honey; not because of his gorgeous ocean-like blue eyes which Athelstan is ready to drown in. The man looks more likе a person from some small fishing village somewhere in Norway rather than a typical professor. With his emerging in Athelstan’s life, the young man has started to pray even more because - as he thinks - there is no way a good Christian can have such thoughts about another man. But at the same time, he almost melts on the spot every time Prof.Lothbrok pronounces his name during the class.

Bonnie & Clyde

Summary: You’re the daughter of a notorious mobster, and Yoongi is the bodyguard that he hired against your wishes.

Originally posted by sugaglos

“Why didn’t you fire them?” He asked like it was the simplest thing to do.

“Dad. We’ve gone through so many housekeepers. There’s no reason to fire them for one mistake.” You told him.

“Y/N, if they can’t do their job correctly then that’s not your problem. We’ll keep firing them until we find someone who can do the job right. It’s that simple.” He argued.

“They’re people dad.” You sighed feeling aggravated by his lack of understanding.

"Jesus, Y/N. Focus on yourself and stop worrying about others. Go study, I don’t want to hear you complain anymore.” He said turning his attention back to the laptop.

You rolled your eyes and stormed off upstairs to your room.

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anonymous asked:

How would the S and M boys react to their sacrificial bride being a cute old lady

-at the Sakamaki’s-

Shu: *hears faint little knock at the door and sighs* Reiji…someone is here…

Reiji: So you couldn’t get up yourself and open the door???  Such a deadbeat…It must be the new sacrifice…*opens the door*

Old lady: Well hello there young man! Someone told me to come to this address. Do you think a handsome little chap such as yourself could explain to me what’s going on?

Reiji: …I think you have the wrong-

Old lady: *links arms with him* would you mind leading me to the bathroom? It was quite a long ride here.

Ayato: Ha! Reiji who’s the new girlfriend? I knew you liked mature women but I didn’t expect this!

Old lady: Aren’t you a cutie! *pinches his cheek*

Ayato: Tch, don’t touch me you old grandma!

Old lady: *angrily taps him with cane* Disrespectful brats like you would be spanked when I was a kid!

Shu: Ha. She got you good “disrespectful brat”.

Laito: Ah~ What’s all that noise? *comes down only in a towel* Could it be we got a new Little Bi-….

Old lady: *gasps and covers eyes* Young man cover yourself! I was obviously sent here to teach you problem children some manners!

Reiji: *sighs* Believe me…I tried teaching them manners for over 10 years…and they’re still the same.

Old lady: Obviously you’re not a good enough teacher!!! Now children, as long as I am in this house I expect respect and maturity!

Kanato: *angrily walks in* Who’s this hag trying to run things around here!?!

Old lady: Now I’m going to go bake some cookies if you excuse me.

Kanato: Nevermind let’s keep her around more.

Subaru: Don’t worry Reiji, you won’t have to worry about sending her back. She’ll go running off soon after spending just 5 minutes in this hell of a household…

-at the Mukami’s-

Ruki: *answers door and sees old lady* …may I help you?

Old lady: Hello young man! I was sent here to stay with you folks for a while. Mind if I come in?

Ruki: Sorry but I think you have the wrong address. I’ll drive you home.

Kou: Is it another fangirl here to visit me? How adorable. I have fans of all ages!

Old lady: *squints at him* I have no idea who you are.

Kou: *laughs it off* Maybe you have bad eyes. Maybe if I play a song it’ll jog up some memories! *plays one of his songs*

Old lady: *cringes* Is this what the new generation listens to?  No wonder why their brains are full of garbage.

Kou: *eye twitches* So you’re definitely not a fan….So why don’t we just get rid of yo-

Old lady: Oh my!!! *walks over to huge window revealing garden* Such a beautiful yard you guys have! Absolutely gorgeous!!

Yuma: *walks down the stairs* Huh…who’s the grandma?

Ruki: *Death glares him* She’s our guest…who I will be taking home very soon. She seems to take an interest in your garden.

Old lady: *turns to Yuma* Young man did you do this? Such splendid work! You have looks and discipline don’t you!! A strong young boy is capable of a lot.

Yuma: *blushes* It’s nothing…Yknow…I can walk you around and show you more if you want.

Azusa: *comes down* hm? We have a guest?

Old lady: Well, aren’t you a cute one!

Azusa: Oh hehe…thank you Ma’am.

Kou: *pouting angrily*

My hero- A Jasper Hale Imagine

A/N: I hope you don’t mind but instead of a oneshot I turned it into an imagine with (Y/N) instead of Bella’s name. I took five requests in hopes for a longer more detailed imagine. Thank you all so much for your patience, I know you are all going to really like this. 

Originally posted by cute-guysxx

Request #1: Jasper x Bella oneshot, Bella meets Jasper as a kid post in the park and he helps her get home over the years he appears in her life comforting her and being nice , she thinks he’s an imaginary friend . She moves to forks Washington and sees him in school and she thinks she’s going crazy . But when she’s almost hit by Tyler’s truck he saves her and she realizes he’s real and it’s basically the first chapter of twilight rewritten with Jasper. Please

Request #2: Ok so I’m 15 and I still sometimes get really paranoid abt things being under my bed or something (ok it’s super embarrassing) but could u do an imagine abt like jasper coming to put his human mate to sleep and finding her really scared Bc she thinks there is a monster under her bed and then he checks and comforts her and tells her stories of his past life until she falls asleep? Thanks. Love ur blog g😍

Request #3: I’m so happy you’re still active. Do you still take requests? If so, could you write one where jasper saves the reader from a group of men? Kind of like when Bella was about to be attached in the second book. Maybe some angst, then some jasper fluff?

Request #4:Could you write a Jasper x reader imagine where it’s like super fluffy and sweet? I can’t seem to find a huge amount of love for my precious baby in the fandom and I need some! Please and thank you 😊

Request #5:Could you write something with jasper where he’s you’re mate, and you’re human, and he’s super protective over you, especially with men. 

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