look how beautiful is her ring

anonymous asked:

WHATS UR HEADCANON ON HOW STILES WOULD PROPOSE TO LYDIA AND WHAT WOULD HAPPEN AMD ALL THAT

Okay I kept this in my drafts for like a week idk, because I wanted to come up with a perfect headcanon but I still don’t know, I feel like Stiles can do it in a simple sweet way or he can be this extra fucker, there is no in between.

I always headcanoned him proposing to her when they’re in their bed cuddling, I can imagine him having a big plan on how he wants to do it but then one day he wakes up to her face and starts to admire how beautiful and peaceful she looks, and he is like “I don’t want to waste more time, I can’t wait another second, I wanted to marry her since she first kissed me” so he reaches for the ring box that he hid for more than three months, deep in his night stand drawer, then he hides it under his pillow before he leans down to wake Lydia with tender kisses.

They share lazy kisses and cuddle, Lydia resting her head on his arm, while his cheek is resting against the top of her head, and their hands intertwined on his chest.

I can see him dropping a mixtape out of nowhere but Lydia doesn’t get the hint that he is going to propose, because it’s Stiles he always tells her how much he loves her and how much she means to him, she only laughs as she lays gentle kisses over his heart.

She lets him talk and drop kisses on the top of her hair. He goes on and on and when he says “I talked to dad about something and he was so happy and he wanted to witness the moment but since when I do what he wants me to do” her heart start to race and then I can see her looking up at him with tears in her eyes.

And he softly tells her “Marry me” and she lets out a sound of disbelief before getting on top of him, straddling his hips, cubing his cheeks and kissing him fully on the mouth, and she laugh into the kiss “Yes, yes I want to marry you.”  

Stiles face turns all soft and he is like “you want too?”

She nods. “I love you too.”

And he kisses her and he only pulls back to put the ring on her finger and he couldn’t help himself but giggle because he is marrying the girl that he had a crush on since the third grade, the girl who he never thought would look at him but she does now, she looks at him the way he always looked at her, gaze full of love, softness, adoration.

she looks at him, smiling, “your dad gonna be so mad.”

He takes her in his arms and say “we can re create it in front of him again, my acting skills are on point.”

“Stiles you can’t act to save your life”

“Lydia, remember all the times I acted like I came to your house to “study” but we always ended up actually cumming? Because baby I call it acting.” 

( I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST WROTE THAT )

“Well, is it acting when you jump off the bed when we get caught and when you scream in my mom face that we were only studying?”

“It just happened twice, Lydia.”

“Whatever you say, just mention me when you win your Oscar.” 

“I will as long as you mention me when you when the Fields Medal.”


We will never see how he propose

anonymous asked:

How would Hungary, Belarus, Ukraine, Belgium, Taiwan, and Vietnam propose. Or how they would react being proposed to, if they aren't the type to propose.

Hungary: Proposes

  • Eliza wants the proposal to be fun but memorable.  Nothing too serious that puts on a lot of pressure, but it’s definitely something her s/o will never forget.
  • She’d probably turn it into a game of some sort, like hangman or a fill in the blank.  In this case, it would be really unexpected, just any other day when she gave her s/o the puzzle.
  • If she were trying to swing in some extra romance, she’d probably propose on a cliff, or on the beach.  She’d just look around and say, “You know, in movies, this is typically when the dude would get down on one knee -” She’d get down, “And rave about how beautiful you are, and how lucky they are to be with you.  And then they’d pull out the ring -” She’d pull it out, “And ask you if you’d be willing to spend the rest of your life by their side.”

Belgium: Could go either way!

  • If Belgium were proposing, it would be quick and sweet.
  • It would also be completely out of the blue, following what seemed to be your average date.  You two would just be sitting and snacking on something sweet, looking at the sun set when she’d turn, stare, and say, “So, how would you feel about spending the rest of your life with me like this?”  And whip out the ring.
  • If her s/o were proposing, she would definitely be the type to draw attention, if anyone were around.  She wouldn’t cry, no - she’d be yelling.  Cheering.  She’d be psyched out of her skull!  Hell yeah she’ll marry you!  She’ll probably also knock you to the ground in a bone crushing hug.

Ukraine: Proposed to.

  • Oh be still her beating heart!  She was so unprepared for this!
  • She would cry the second she understood what was going on.  She can’t even verbally say yes, she has to nod.
  • She wouldn’t be one of those people to go jumping into your arms and being swung around in the air.  Rather, she’d just hold your hands in hers, keeping them close to her chest and she smiled up at you.  Tears still pouring down her cheeks.

Belarus: Either way!

  • Oh man, her proposal would be so casual, so nonchalant - it might kill you.
  • It would be right after you two get done making love.  You’re both lying there, staring up at the ceiling.  She wouldn’t even roll over to look at you, just blurt out, “So…do you want to get married?”  You’d (probably?) be surprised, asking what?!.  She’d just repeat herself.  Then eventually look over at you and shrug, “I was always told, you propose when you mean it.  I mean it.”  No ring, no getting down on one knee.  And yet, it was so very, very perfect.  Suited her approach to your relationship perfectly.
  • If YOU propose, make it big.  Don’t make it public, though, she’ll get a bit mad.  Not mad enough to say no, obviously, but still!  Do it as over the top and romantic as you can, because that’s how you’ll get a reaction from her.  She’d stare at you forever when she realizes what you’re asking, eyes huge.  The only thing she’ll say is, “…Are you sure?”.  When you assure her yes, you want to marry her, she won’t reply, instead enveloping you in a tight, seemingly never-ending hug.  The answer is clear.

Taiwan: Proposed to.

  • She’s the kind of girl to hide her face when she catches on to what you’re trying to ask.  Behind her hair, flapping her hands in front of her face, covering her eyes - the works.
  • She’d be so flustered, bouncing as she nods her head eagerly to your question.  She’d be all smiles as she hops into your arms, twisting you back and forth.  Expect lots of kisses!
  • When you propose, make it public.  Don’t make it a spectacle - her poor little heart couldn’t handle it - but she likes to spread her joy!  The cliche answers are your best bet, in all honesty.  In a romantic restaurant, in a park, or a museum you both love.

Vietnam: Shockingly, either way.

  • The only reason it isn’t “She Proposes” is because she isn’t very good at getting her feelings out, so she may just never be able to actually say it.  Not that she doesn’t want it!
  • If she does propose, it’ll be really simple.  A sliding of the ring box over the table at dinner one night, her eyes curious.  Though, her question doesn’t really come out as a question - “Let’s get married” or “Be my husband/wife.”  Like I said, she’s really struggling with the asking part.
  • If you do it, do. not. do. it. in. public.  She’d probably say no, not because she doesn’t love you, but because she hates the pressure, the attention, and she thinks it’s really overrated.  It’s your moment, to her, you two should be the only ones sharing it!  That said, she does appreciate a cute approach to it.  Maybe make it the fortune in a cookie, or write it on a note in a bouquet of flowers then leave it for her to find.
the wedding video- h.s imagine

After pressing the record button, Niall sat down on the chair across from you. He gave you a thumbs up which you returned back with a smile.

“So Y/N, tell me about what you thought about Harry the first time you met.” Niall read off the list he prepared to ask both you and Harry. With your wedding coming up in a couple of weeks, Niall thought about what he could possibly give you guys as a wedding gift. He wanted to get you guys something special. He wanted to get you something that hopefully one days you guys will cherish. So…he came up with the brilliant idea of creating a pre-wedding video for you guys. He planned to interview you and Harry separately and ask you questions about your relationship. He figured that maybe you guys might want to play it for the guests at the wedding. He also thought in the future, if you guys were ever feeling doubtful or getting through a rough patch in the marriage, you guys would have this video to watch and remember the love you guys have.

You let out a chuckle as you remember the day you met Harry clear as day, three years ago. “The first thought I had about Harry?” You repeated, looking back at Niall, trying to avoid contact with the camera (Niall said that it would look more authentic that way). Niall smiled and nodded his head.

“Clumsy.” You looked down at your lap and shrugged your shoulders as you let out another laugh. Niall softly let out a chuckle himself. “I remember when he was walking up to me, I guess he was so nervous, he spilled his wine on me.”

You shook your head and with a smile, you continued, “He was apologizing a million times a minute. I was laughing the whole time. I remember Harry’s face was as red as a tomato. He promised he would buy me a new blouse.”

Niall smiled, having a mini flashback from when Harry told him about how he spilled his drink on the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life. He remembers Harry’s lazy smile as he described how funny you were and how you even laughed at his God awful puns. “And did he ever buy you a new blouse?”

You looked up at Niall and laughed, “You know what? He actually never did. He did buy me a drink though that night.”

“When did you first realize you loved Harry?” Niall asked as he read out another question.

You remained quiet as you tried remembering. In reality, there were tons of moments where you just stopped for a moment and took a minute to look at Harry and go, “I really love this man.” You tried pin pointing the moment where you knew Harry was it for you. 

Finally you answered, “The first time I realized Harry was when we babysat Freddie for the first time. Louis was in a bit of a pickle and didn’t have anyone to babysit so naturally we volunteered. As soon as Louis left the door, Freddie was an absolute mess. He was crying and screaming off the walls. We didn’t know what to do. It wasn’t until Harry picked up Freddie and whispered into his ear ‘Everything will be okay. Daddy will be back soon’ that he started to settle down. Seeing how well Harry treated Freddie and how he was able to calm him down that quickly, it made me realize that I wanted Harry to be the father to my children one day. Seeing him like that…it made me fall in love.”

As you were telling the story, you were staring at the ring on your finger with a smile. Harry’s always been wonderful with children and you knew, without a doubt, he was going to be the most amazing father.

Niall looked down at his list of questions. He smiled as he read out one of the last questions, “Do you have a message for Harry before the wedding?”

You smiled as you stared directly into the camera. “I love you, Harry. I love you so much my heart hurts. I love how you’re able to make me laugh even when I’m feeling as low as can be. I love your stupid puns even when no one else does. I can’t wait until I’m your wife. Nothing will make me happier.” You paused and wiped your eyes as they began to get teary, “I know in my heart we are meant to be. You’re my soul mate and I am so lucky to get to spend everyday for the rest of my life with you.”


“Alright Harry, I’m just going to ask you some questions, alright mate?” Niall asked as he sat down on his chair across from Harry.

Harry nodded his head as he stared at the blinking red light at the top of the camera. Niall looked down at his questions, debating on what question he should ask first. Finally, Niall asked, “What was going on in your mind as you were proposing to Y/N?”

Harry took a hold of his bottom lip and let out a chuckle as he stared off into the ground. “I was thinking ‘God, I hope I don’t shit my pants’. There I was on one knee, asking the most beautiful girl known to man to spend the rest of her life with me. There’s always that doubt in your mind. Yes, you’ve been with that person for a long time but that doesn’t necessarily mean they want to be in that type of commitment with you. I think any person thinks that as they’re proposing. They think, ‘Please take that leap of faith in me’. And when she said yes…I just couldn’t believe it. Honestly, it took my mind a moment to realize that she said it. To this day, I still can’t believe it.”

“What was your first impression of Y/N?”

“My first impression of Y/N…she’s gorgeous. I saw her from across the room, just standing there and she took my breath away. I knew that I had to talk to her or I would regret it for the rest of my life. Somehow, without even knowing what her name was, I knew she was the one I was going to spend the rest of my life with.” Harry smiled as he looked at Niall.

Niall nodded as he mentally praised himself for having one of the best wedding gifts ever. “What’s your favorite thing about Y/N?”

Harry looked down at his fingers, playing with his rings. “I couldn’t pick just one. I love everything about her. I love how kind her heart is. I love how she never saw me as Harry Styles, celebrity. She saw me as me. Plain, old Harry Styles. In our entire relationship, I never had to worry about her loving me for the wrong reasons. I knew she loved me for who I am. Not my status. I love how she’s beautiful, inside and out. I just love her.”

Niall stood up and stopped the video from recording. He clapped his hands together, “Alright. I think I have enough questions.”

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Broken

Desc: Can you do a Kai imagine where he meets a girl who has the same past as him (except the whole killing family thing was in self defense) & well shy and quiet she seems to be the only one who sees something in him & stands up for him & laughs at all his jokes & he doesn’t understand why he loves bringing her out of her shell & seeing her laugh at his dorky jokes & basically a imagine where they, two people who have been scorned by love, fall in love & learn to understand it ❤

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She ran into him by accident. It was around two in the morning, and the stars dotted the black canvas in the sky like sprinkles of golden fairy dust. It was cool out, the gentle breeze just enough to bring goosebumps to her skin, and it smelt of the fresh pine trees of the forest she was running through. Her hair was pulled atop her head in a loose and messy knot, oversized sweater hanging over her palms, her eyes hooded and lips chapped. The girl’s battered combat boots smacked against the leaf strewn ground, her breath heavy, leather bag dangling off her shoulder as she sprinted like her life depended on it. 

“Aghh!”

The girl slammed face first into something, her hands coming up to massage her face as she groaned out in pain. She inhaled a raspy breath, blinking around in bewilderment when she realized there was nobody and nothing there.

“Hello?” she uttered into the desolate forest.

“Hi.”

The voice was almost inaudible, so faint and nervous she almost missed it. It seemed to come from directly in front of her, and yet when she stared in the direction of the voice, all she saw was the dark outline of a faded oak. Suddenly, a boy melted from the shadows, literally seeping out in human form. He was tall and lanky, with ruffled brown hair and shining blue eyes that were filled with hurt. The moonlight cast shadows across his sculpted facial curves, full lips, and faint stubble. He’d been cloaking himself with an invisibility charm, smart.

“You have magic,” the girl stated in disbelief, tilting her head and looking the boy over with curiosity.

“And that doesn’t scare you?” his voice rumbled low.

She narrowed her eyes, “no.”

The girl raised a hand towards the boy, and a golden wisp of light erupted from her pale fingertips and engulfed the two in an orb of glimmering light so they could see only each other in the folds of the dark night. The boy stared at the girl in awe, his mouth hanging open a little. He looked her over, impressed.

“You too,” he breathed.

“Me too,” she responded, feeling suddenly shy when he looked her over with those startlingly blue eyes.

“And what are you doing running through the forest in the middle of the night?” he asked, brow arched.

“I could ask you the same,” she says, folding her arms over each other.

“No, really,” he asks sincerely.

“You wouldn’t get it,” she clenches her jaw, and he picks up on the little pulse and crinkle in her eyebrows.

“I might just,” he whispers, his eyes flickering back and forth between hers.

She twirls a long curl of hair around her fingertips, eyes planted to the brown soil, heart sinking. The memories pain her to think about, and when she does, the golden orb around them falters momentarily. 

“I’m running,” she admits with a heavy sigh.

“From?”

“My family,” she swallows hard at the lump in her throat, eyes coming back to the boy’s. He doesn’t seem phased at all, but he frowns when he sees her looking so fragile and hurt.

“Anyways,” she shakes her head, snapping out of her trance. “I can’t keep up too long or they’ll find me. So…goodbye, stranger.”

She moves to sidestep the boy, but he grabs at her wrist, shaking his head, “Kai.”

“Kai?” she breathes.

“My name,” his lips twitch faintly.

Her body relaxes, maybe she can stay another minute.

“Well, it’s actually Malachai,” he stumbles softly. “Malachai Parker.”

“That’s a beautiful name,” she says bashfully.

Kai scoffs, “yeah, right.”

“I mean it,” she smiles sympathetically, seeing the look of disgust he has for his own name.

Kai chews his rosy lower lip in disbelief, thinking she’s joking at first, but her facial expression holds still. A breeze swoops gently over them, and he catches a whiff of her sugary perfume, it’s intoxicating, and he wants to move closer to her but he doesn’t.

“Sorry,” he apologizes, letting go of the knit sweater he clung to.

She tells him her name, and asks what he could be doing at such an early hour.

“Running,” he mimics her.

He sees her facial expressions soften, lips bending downwards and eyes saddening. She’s so precious and delicate, nothing like himself.

“From your family?” she whispers, taking a step closer to him.

He couldn’t bear to drag such a fragile girl into his messy life, so he decided to scare her off now rather than later, since lying would only hurt her. And he didn’t want to see her more hurt than she clearly was already. Something about her…he couldn’t put his finger on it, but he only knew she didn’t deserve to be with a disaster like himself.

“No,” he said icily, stiffening his back. “I killed them all.”

The girl froze, heart hammering, instinctively taking a step back.

Good, she was scared. 

“Why?” her voice trembles.

“Because I’m the black sheep,” he laughs bitterly. “I was an outcast in my family my entire life, the broken one, the ‘faulty gemini’. My sister Jo was the perfect one, oh, everyone loved Jo. But not me. No, I was isolated from my own family,” he spits with anger. “I bet it was really nice to stand around and judge me, while they got everything out of life.”

“Why?” she asks again, sounding more curious than frightened now.

Kai cuts her off and draws closer to her, “you should go,” he growls.

“Tell me,” she demands, standing her ground despite every part of her body urging her to run.

She was clearly terrified, but was stubborn enough to try and hide it.

“What makes you think I won’t hurt you?” he says with dark eyes.

“Because I know what it feels like,” she snaps, her face inches from his malicious one.

That expression on his face melted off like ice, and he steps back, “what?”

“Show me,” she responds nervously.

“Show you?” he questions, unable to hold the facade.

He hated the feeling of control the girl seemed to hold over him. Why wasn’t she running yet? Everyone else would have…

“Show me your ability,” she demands quietly, rolling up her lavender sweater and shoving her wrists out to the boy.

“H-how did you know?”

“We’re not so different, you and I,” she says, “just…do it.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he admits with a shake of his head. Funny how quickly he switched from selfish and psychotic to caring and compassionate.

“Kai,” she begs.

He takes a rattled breath, his hands clammy as he approaches the defiant girl. He can feel energy radiating from her bloodstream, and he wants it, needs it, like a drug. She doesn’t look afraid as his slender fingers lock lightly on her wrists, the cool rings that decorated his fingers pressing into her skin. Her beautiful eyes hold to his own, and he keeps them locked to hers as the orange glow burns into her flesh. Her magic oozes into his bloodstream, but it’s different than usual, stronger, he thinks. His mouth tips open as he groans from the feeling he’s missed so much, her energy diffusing throughout his body, and he can’t help but close his eyes from the pleasure. Any second now she should be gasping out for him to stop, crumpling from the pain of his siphoning, but she doesn’t. Then he drops her wrists, snapping back to reality, feeling more alive than he has in ages.

“Why didn’t that hurt you?” he breathes, still on a magic high.

“I don’t run out,” she responds flatly.

“How is that not a gift?!” Kai gasps.

“Because when I have so much it makes me overwhelmed, and I- I can’t control it. My emotions tip even just a little, and my magic comes spilling out of me. The rest of my family thought they could just fix me, because I was some sort of threat to out coven. A-and sometimes I only wanted to help, but it makes me do bad things…hurt people,” she mutters, eyes to the floor. “It’s darker magic, watch.”

The girl stoops low to the ground, where a small pink flower blossoms innocently from the ground. She brushes her fingers to the soft petals, and Kai watches as the plant dissolves into black ash under her finger pads.

“My mom came after me one day,” she shudders, “I didn’t mean to, I was just trying to protect myself.” Her wrist quickly swiped away a falling tear, and she cleared her throat, pretending it was all alright.

He wanted nothing more than to wrap that girl in his arms that instant.

“You don’t scare me, Malachai Parker,” she stands, her body alarmingly close to his.

Nobody ever called him by his full name, this was new.

“You’re not as twisted as me,” he denies. “I’m bad news, a psycho, or sociopath, if you will.”

He runs a hand through his chestnut locks, overwhelmed by the closeness of the girl.

“Stop trying to scare me,” she says. “You’re not like that.”

“And how would you know?”

“You’re not bad, you’re just…broken. I know that feeling.”

Her eyes reflect the golden sparkles around them, hair cascading across her perfect face. Her ability to care confused him.

Kai scoops down to the ground, touching the pile of ashes where the flower was moments ago. His eyes close as he uses his siphoned magic to revive the flower, and soon he’s plucked the rosy thing from the ground and is facing this girl again. She looks at the flower with admiration, the faintest of smiles on her little lips. Kai picks off the stem, and brushes back the girls hair affectionately, sliding the pink flower into the crook of her ear; it suits her wonderfully. Her cheeks blush noticeably, and she chews nervously at her lower lip. He can’t help but trail his fingers across her perfect skin, surprised that she didn’t pull away; nobody ever let Kai touch them. He liked that feeling a lot.

“Look at us,” he says, “two broken pieces.”

“Maybe two broken pieces make a whole one,” she laughs suddenly.

He loved that tinkling bell-like laugh so much, he wanted to hear it again and again.

“You know you’re like, really pretty,” Kai blurts without thinking.

She smiles a radiant smile up at him, “don’t tell me Malachai Parker is actually feeling,” she jokes.

He shoves her playfully, but grabs each of her arms afterwards so that she’ll stay close to him. When he pulls her back, her chest goes thudding against his, and she instantly resumes her nervous stance.

“Hey,” he says, his fingers crawling under her chin and lifting it up so their eyes meet. “You have too much power contain, and I don’t have any at all, maybe if we work together we could balance each other’s faults, you know?”

“Work together?” she blinks up at him. “Not, alone?”

He bends over her, the electric currents of her skin against his driving him crazy with longing. Her lips were so close, begging for his.

“Not alone,” he breathes.

Lost My Way. (Tom Holland.)

Originally posted by takemespidey

Requested – No. This is like my comeback, I’m also sorry if it sucks ass.

Prompt – Famous actor Tom Holland has been in the film industry for years now after making it big as Spiderman and he loses himself along the way.

Warning – Douchebag!Tom. Angst. Fluff at the end.  

Words – 2,097.

Requests?

The flashing lights headed towards Tom’s direction as he stood along the red carpet with his hand around his costar’s waist. He looked in her direction and noticed the smile on her face was fake. Almost everyone has a fake smile around the paparazzi and it was rare to find someone actually enjoying it. There once was a time when Tom could genuinely smile in front of cameras but that time is long gone.

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is-my-biology-its-my-decision  asked:

Head cannon: kim being jealous cause now that Trini is out in school (assuming she did that) girls are hitting on her and she can't do anything because they're not dating (just acts overprotective), so onetime she does and Trini is like relax dude I'm totally into you.

Ignore the fact that I’ve never actually felt jealousy lmao.


Listen, she’s happy for Trini. Kim’s so glad that Trini was ready to come out, that she’s no longer feeling the need to hide that part of herself. Honestly, Kimberly is absolutely delighted about that.

The problem, though, is that now every wlw is hitting on Trini. At first, Kim brushed her annoyance and intense need to tell them to fuck off as simply looking out for her fellow Power Ranger. Of course, such a lie can only last for so long.

Usually, all Kim lets herself do is be…slightly overprotective. She’ll walk in on some girl flirting with Trini and she’ll say some shit like, “Oh, hey, Trini! Jessica, how nice to see you. Weren’t you supposed to meet Jake earlier? He’s looking for you.”

And, honestly, it’s pretty pathetic, but at the very least, it works. Most of the time, all Trini will do is quirk an eyebrow so Kim likes to think she’s being subtle about it.

One day, though, Kim can’t take it. Trini spends the entire day at school surrounded by beautiful, and most importantly, sapphic women. There’s no way she could get them to leave without being overtly suspicious and so Kim spends the entire day stewing in her annoyance and wallowing over her situation.

When the bell rings and the two of them are walking to the spaceship to train—Trini finally without her gaggle of annoyingly dumb fangirls—Kim explodes.

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Rowaelin’s daughter x Feysand’s son fic Part IV

I can’t believe this is nearly ending, I’ve enjoyed writing this fic so much! Thanks again you guys, I love reading all your comments!!!! ALSO THEIR SHIP NAME: SASTIEL

Check out Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV and Part V.

Kastiel:

Kastiel should have been used to the constant commotion at his town house in Velaris.
There was this one time, when he was much younger, when his uncle brought him to the mountainside.
It had been snowing then, fat frosted flakes, falling on his poked out tongue. He had wanted to stop and play in the snow, but his uncle was taking him to see the sunrise further up the path.
He supposed it was kind of pointless to understand why his uncle would want to bring him to watch the sunrise.
But Kastiel did remember stepping on soft bits of snow, and his uncle trying to drag him playfully behind him so he would keep up. His uncle, laughing at that time, threatened to hoist Kastiel up on his shoulders if he kept on being silly. But Kastiel had been curious then, he wanted to play on the white, almost silver snow.
And just as his small, fat feet padded across a much softer part of snow, it caved in under him. The hole on the ground hadn’t been deep at all, but Kastiel remembered the feel of heavy snow falling on top of him. He remembered seeing silver, then nothing at all. But he felt the cold, all over his body, felt it seep deep in his bones, and he heard his uncle shouting, “stay calm, Kastiel. I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Much like today. He wished he could feel that cold now.
But Kastiel didn’t care about himself. He wanted to shout, “No. Not me, Uncle Cassian. It’s not me that needs saving.”

Seraphine:

Seraphine has never known what it feels like to live outside of the dark. Ever since she was a small girl, she wished away the pity of the people’s eyes on her—dreamed away all their well wishes for her transformation to come quickly.
But now that Seraphine was ignited from the inside out, she wished so hard that her father was there to control the fire raging in her heart.
Seraphine let out a pathetic whimper at the feel of her skin burning, stretching, breaking, and finally falling away to reveal who she really was.

Kastiel:

It had been his mother who thought of bringing Seraphine to a room in The House of Wind. “When I used to feel trapped, I would stay here for the openness of the room.” she had told Kastiel. His father murmured an agreement beside him.
Now Kastiel sat on the ledge of the room’s window, listening to the sounds of Velaris at night. The Morrigan (his aunt sometimes allows him to call her Mor, but rarely) had healed him earlier, whilst his mother helped to contain Seraphine’s powers. He could hear the music of his people—no worries, no fears. Opposite of how he was feeling now.
Where did Seraphine come from? What was she doing here? Those were the questions he should have been asking himself. Yet what he needed and wanted to ask were at war with each other.
Kastiel remembers the sight of Seraphine’s face transform from beauty, to breathtakingly devastating. The fire she surrounded herself had stopped, calmed, revealing a stranger’s face—her, but not her from before. He couldn’t stop his lips from forming the words in front of his family.
His silver jewel, his phoenix, his m–
Kastiel nearly fell off the ledge, his wings fanning out, at the sight of Seraphine perch beside him.
“It’s strange,” she whispers, “how the room is so open, yet I don’t feel the cold.”
The look Seraphine gave him made his heart stop. Her eyes—turquoise with a ring of gold hadn’t changed when she transformed out of the fire. Yet, everything else had. Her face now freckled and smooth, her figure and mouth fuller, healthier, her ears, high and pointy, and her hair, an impossibly shinny silver. It was almost like spun silk.
“It could be,” she says, breaking his thoughts, “my fire.”
Unwillingly, he took his eyes away from her, into the mountains ahead.
“Kastiel?”
He shudders at the sound of his name on her lips—but he doesn’t meet her eyes.
“Are you alright?” she asks him gently. “Is Fen?”
Kastiel smiles at the thought of Fen. “One of my uncles has grown fond of your wolf. Don’t be surprised if you never get Fen back.”
“And you?”
Deep breath in—deep breath out. Again and again until Kastiel confesses, “I thought you’d never wake up.”
The two sit in silence.
“I thought I’d feel different,” he continues. “That it was wrong to want to get closer to someone I’d met once but—”
“I feel it too,” she finishes for him. “Kastiel, listen. I wanted to tell you this before, back when we were flying out of the forest, but—”
“Things happened.”
“Yes, and I had no time to explain. No time to understand the fire I felt in my heart leak out of me, into you and I—”
“I didn’t mind.”
Seraphine’s laugh ignited Kastiel. “Will you always finish my sentences for me?”
“Only if you let me,” he says.

Seraphine:

Seraphine was barely holding herself together. She was using all of her strength to stop the fire from leaking out of her. The moment was too peaceful, too beautiful to ruin with her fire. Seraphine needed to learn to control it when her emotions were high—when she was about to make a confession.
“I’m not from here,” she finally says.
“Seraphine,” Kastiel replies, playfully nudging her shoulder with his wings, “I think I knew that, the moment you fell out of a dark hole in the sky.”
Seraphine turned to look at Kastiel. She had wanted to see the emotion in his eyes. If only he would turn his head to look at her.
She takes a deep breath. “I am from Erilea, in the country of Terrasen. You don’t know of the place, because it is not of your world.”
Seraphine looked down at her hands. They were now longer—slimmer like her Aunt Manon’s. She takes a quick glimpse at Kastiel’s hands. They were much bigger and rougher compared to hers. Seraphine allow her eyes to trail up, past the thick cords of muscle in his arms to a delicate mark of a small full moon. She reaches out to touch where red leaked on the moon, like silver bleeding onto his skin.
Kastiel’s hand reaches for her own—his strong, hard body now pressed behind the softer part of hers. If someone had been looking up at them, they would have seen two people—two lovers perhaps—leaning towards each other’s warmth, enjoying the view from the House of Wind.
Kastiel takes the palm of her hand and folds it into his. “I want to see you, fire bringer.”
She hesitates. “But, I’ll burn you.”
“I trust you.”
Bold, brave, stupid words, Seraphine thinks, as she let’s the fire unfold in her palm.
The sight of his hand under hers, breaks Seraphine’s walls to rubble.
“When I was born,” she says, recounting the troubles of her past, “I was ordinary. Nobody knew why my powers were hiding inside of me. My family, my friends, they had so much hope in me. They believed in me, and every day I felt like I was failing them. When I looked in the mirror—I was hiding my own self. So I left to find out why.”
Seraphine watches her fire in silence, until she feels wetness appear in Kastiel’s hand seep into hers, turning her fire into mist in the air.
With a small smile of wonder, Seraphine looks up towards the endless night sky, her eyes searching for the set of stars that lead to Terrasen. “But now that I’ve gotten my powers, how will I go back home?”
“I could help you,” Kastiel offers, her hand still in his.
“How?”
“I’ll train you—to defend yourself, to fight, to master your powers while my family figures out how to get you back home.”
Seraphine simply nodded—she should be happy to go home.
Boldly, she asks him, “what are you thinking?”
“If I meet your eyes again,” he says, “I’m not sure what I’ll do.”

anonymous asked:

Fix it fic where Yousef comes back today? PLEASE? I don't know how maybe the girls surprise her and brought him back I know it doesn't make any sense it doesn't have to just please can you write one I'm so sad. Thank you!

Well nothing else makes sense anyway so why not? Hope you like nonnie!

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“Fortunately, love does too.”

The end of the speech is met with enthusiastic cheers and applause. Sana has tears in her eyes and is hugging everyone around her. Just as they all calm down, her phone starts ringing. She looks down and a huge smile appears on her face.

Yousef is trying to FaceTime her.

She presses the green button and his beautiful face fills up her screen. Too much of her screen actually.

Sana laughs. “Why are you so close to the camera? Back up a little bit so I can see Turkey.”

“Turkey?” he says in a mischievous tone. “You’d rather see Turkey and not me?”

She rolls her eyes. “How about both?”

“See the problem is, showing both would be a problem because geographically it’s not possible.”

“What?”

“If I moved, you wouldn’t see Turkey.”

The last word rings in her ears and it’s a little too loud. She turns around and there he is, standing a few feet away, wearing a white and golden kurta. Looking as handsome as ever.

She’s too shocked to talk, to move, to even blink. Because if she does, he might disappear.

The girls surround her and say, “You didn’t think the speech was the only surprise we had for you right?”

She’s too dumbfounded to even understand how and when and where they came up with this idea or did this, all she knows is that Yousef is slowly walking towards her and she’s having a hard time breathing.

“Eid Mubarak Sana. You look……stunning.” He says, with a little difficulty, apparently just as breathless as she was.

“What are you….I mean….” All her thoughts are jumbled and all she wants to do is wrap her arms around him and hug him for an eternity.

“I got a ticket in the mail three days ago, convinced my family for another two days, got on a plane this morning, and here I am now.”

She looks at the girls in disbelief and Noora winks at her and subtlety tells her to check her phone.

A new text from her reads, “Julian Dahl owed me a favor.”

Sana shakes with laughter and disbelief and happiness all at once. Then she looks up at Yousef, grinning from ear to ear.

“I can’t believe you came.”

“Don’t you remember? Alt for deg girl.”

Her Happy Beginning

A little Lieutenant Duckling fic, vaguely inspired by this post (it sparked the original idea at least) for the lovely @the-reason-to-sail-home. Thanks to @mahstatins and @ofshipsandswans for reading this for me!

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Some people wait a whole lifetime for their happy ending. Others find theirs sooner and yet find themselves bored and wondering, is this it? Princess Emma of Misthaven is luckier than most. She finds her happy ending at just six years old.

She just doesn’t know it yet.

“Who dares trespass on the fearsome Captain Hook’s ship?”

Emma freezes at the rough words despite the evidence of all her senses clearly showing that she is far from harm. In a forest, in fact, not more than a few miles from her family’s summer home and miles away from the sea.

But, in all her six years she’s never known anyone to take such a tone with her. People usually don’t when they talk to a Crown Princess. She should know that this is but a game of make believe, but she’s a lonely child and not used to playing games. And so, these words are enough to strike fear into her heart.

“Oi! Are you deaf or are you defying the Captain, lass?”

The voice comes from much closer now and she jumps, unsure of what to do or say. Instinctively she raises her hands in surrender and turns to face the pirate.

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Eighth time’s the charm - Clark Kent x Reader

Because I never can keep away from writing for long, even when I want a break, instead of posting something this week-end like I initially wanted, posting this today because it’s written now so…why not ? Erf, I’m resisting saying it’s “meh”, but it’s…Hum. Hope you’ll like it : 

Summary : Clark tries to propose to you. Turns out, proposing isn’t his forte.

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Turning and turning the ring between his fingers, he could almost feel it burning holes in his skin. His heart couldn’t stop from beating wildly in his chest, and he found himself, for the first time in his life, having trouble breathing properly. 

He could hear your heartbeat, amongst all the busy Metropolis’ city sounds, he could detect your particular heartbeat he loved so much, as you were coming home…And while your vital organ was pulsating calmly, his was throbbing crazily. 

It was all very silly really. He was the mighty Superman ! He protected the Earth from powerful threats. He already battled enemies that were stronger than him and pulled through. Hell he even held Batman’s glare once, until Bruce looked away, and that was a difficult task…So why was he so nervous right now ? 

Maybe he wasn’t ready. Maybe you weren’t ready. Maybe it was just too big of a commitment but…Clark shook his head at his own “stupidity”. 

You’ve been together for almost ten years, you were living with each for over seven years. Hell, you even bought a house in the calm suburb of Metropolis ! Even bigger,  you were pregnant with his child, which was really the ultimate commitment right ? 

So why was he so afraid to just…pop the question to you ?

As he was trying to collect himself, trying to un-fog his mind, the answer came to him naturally. 

If he was that nervous right now, about asking you to marry him, it’s because all his previous attempt ended up in a big disaster. 

Five times, he counted. 

He tried to ask you five times before, without much success. 

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Essays in Existentialism: Wisdom Teeth

Prompt: Lexa get’s her wisdom teeth pulled out or comes out of some sort of surgery and doesn’t know Clarke’s her girlfriend/wife.

“Who is that?” Lexa whisper hissed, one eye growing wide while the other refused to open. “Who is that? She’s beautiful.”

“That’s Clarke,” the aide shook her head and smiled behind her mask. “Your wife.” 

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Intertwined

Originally posted by j-murphy

A/N: So this was not requested, I just wanted to write it. It was inspired by the ever amazing @bookofreid, who sometimes whips out stories like these.

I am aware that love or a relationship doesn’t always magically fix everything. But right now, I’d like to hope that I can one day find a Spencer Reid to give me the excitement to get out of bed. 


Spencer Reid walked into her life when she was at her lowest. She was merely existing, her whole body feeling like an empty shell, numb to all feeling.

Spencer saw her from across a coffee shop, and observed how she smiled at strangers, although she became expressionless and lost in her own thought when she believed that no one was looking. When she made eye contact with him, she grinned, and he found himself entranced. Every day he returned to that coffee shop, making a detour from his work so that he could begin his day with her smile engrained into his mind.

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maybalwild  asked:

Hey! I loved your Drunk RFA headcanon so maybe I can ask a similar headcanon? How about RFA + Saeran had a fight with MC and she break up with them. And one day they are so sad and drink a LOT and call her in the phone apologizing and ask her to come back? Sorry if this is confusing, my english isn't so good. Thank u

Aw thank you for liking my work!! also your english is fantastic don’t worry ^^ 

RFA + Saeran Breakup 


YOOSUNG

  • “You know what Yoosung I’m fed up with you comparing me to Rika all the time, it hurts you know, do you even know that?! You probably don’t care. I love you.. but I guess you only need Rika. Y-you know what I’m done, we’re over”
  • The words echo through Yoosung’s mind as he chugs another beer down
  • He loves her, he hell is sure of it but he made a grave mistake
  • He knows she loathed being compared to Rika but he still is a fool to keep doing it
  • Yoosung remembers all the times she made him happy, all the times they laughed, cooked together, held hands, held her waist as she sits on his lap while he plays LOLOL
  • He misses it all
  • Wet tears burned his eyes and he didn’t even try to stop them, he was too tired
  • He felt his phone around his pocket and absentmindedly called MC, wanting to hear her voice, wanting to feel her presence even if it was just her voice
  • “Hello?”
  • “Oh God you picked up, I’m- I’m so sorry MC! I love you I really do, I was stupid I was so so stupid MC I need you. I need you, my princess please MC I love you”
  • “Yoosung are you drunk right now”
  • Her voice made him smile but the reality of what he’s doing right now made him feel embarassed
  • “I’m sorry…”
  • MC sighed
  • “I’m sorry for hurting your feelings yoosung, tell you what get yourself sobered, come over here and let’s have a talk, I-I miss you”
  • “Y-yes! yes MC i’ll do just that! I’ll do everything just to have you in my arms again, I love you so much”

ZEN 

  • Zen did it, he knows the weight of the situation and he blew it, god was he really this stupid?
  • “Zen I know you have a career to take care of and you know I support you but can’t you atleast give me some of your time! You barely even look at me nowadays and you’ve been smoking and drinking nonstop. Take care of yourself!”
  • “Look MC I’m tired, can’t you just sleep already”
  • “No! Zen I love you, if you keep being like this to me and to yourself you’ll break us apart”
  • “I’m the one breaking us apart? You’re the one here being all clingy and shit. If you truly do support me then do me a favor and just not talk to me for a while”
  • “And for how long? a day? a month? Why don’t we just call this off. You don’t even care about me”
  • Zen punched the wall as he felt something red and dripping running along his knuckles
  • He couldn’t even feel it, he was just so numb
  • How could he treat his girl this way??
  • How could he be such an awful man to her when all she ever done was support him and give him all the love she can give to anyone
  • He was a person of mistakes, an ugly, horrible person and he knows it, his parents know it
  • Situations like this makes him remember the way she complimets him and cheers him on, telling him that he’s the most beautiful guy in the world, both in and out
  • God did he miss her
  • It wasn’t a surprise that by the next minute he’s ringing her 
  • “Zen look I don’t really feel like talki-”
  • “Please MC hear me out..”
  • “I love you okay? I love you so godamn much and I know what I did was wrong. I know you only wanted the best for me and I know my career has been taking its toll on you. You’ve made that sacrifice for me from the beginning and I was stupid to take it for granted! I-I’m so stupid MC….. I promise I will be the best for you, i promise to give you the attention you deserve. I’ll even quit my career for you! I can work it out with my director, I’ll tell them that it’s time for me to stop and-”
  • “NO” MC shouted through the phone
  • “Zen you don’t have to, acting is your life. Let’s talk this out in person and when you’re sober okay?”
  • “How do you know i’m drunk?”
  • “I know my love enough, let’s meet tomorrow”
  • “Yes please”

JAEHEE

  • “Are you kidding me? are you actually kidding me right now Jaehee? You’re disgusting! I never would beliieve you’d do something like this. i thought you were different!”
  • Jahee also honestly couldnt believe she would do such a thing
  • She had just cheated on MC.
  • A coworker of hers, her lips locked around her own and MC stepped right straight into the scene
  • she tried to cover it up but it was too late, she had been caught
  • “MC I-”
  • “Save it Jaehee, we’re over”
  • God what have I done
  • Jaehee felt so disgusted with herself, so mad that she submitted a full resignation
  • Even Jumin was surprised and disappointed of her actions
  • Jaehee then decided to drink, trying to reminisce the last remaining laughter she and MC sharing, sobbing really really loudly
  • She then decided to call MC, wanting her back even though she knows the answer
  • She atleast need to her an apology, Mc deserved an apology and she deserved someone better for her
  • “Jaehee?”
  • “MC I’m so sorry. I’m so disgusting and you were right. I love you so much and I just need you back MC”
  • “Jaehee you know what you’ve done”
  • “I know and ugh im stupid to even ask for you to be mine again but I tried didnt I? You always told me to try. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry, you deserved an apology”
  • “Yes and I forgive you, just know that I can’t anymore, not after what you did”
  • “I understand…. I hope you find someone who will treat you right, MC. Just know that i will always love you”
  • Goodbye

JUMIN

  • Jumin was currently at the restaurant MC was working at
  • A wine bottle or five strewn across his table
  • But MC didn’t see him, she was quite far to be honest
  • And Jumin requested that he be seated the farthest where he can only observe 
  • “Ugh MC why are you this clumsy? You ruined a deal with my business partner”
  • “I’m so sorry Jumin I was only trying to help”
  • “Help? By spilling coffee all over my suit? Outrageous!”
  • “I’m so sorry”
  • “Why am I with someone who turns me into a fool infront of work”
  • “Jumin I am so so sorry”
  • “Sorry won’t cut it, I need to be alone”
  • MC had only been giving Jumin his coffee when she accidentally spilled it on him, landing him a decline in his proposal
  • He was enraged but not as much as MC left the next day, leaving his penhouse dark and empty, MC had taken all of her belongings with her
  • Something in Jumin broke as he began to shout at himself that echoes throughout his home, or what used to be. MC was his home 
  • He was feeling lonely yet numb at the same time, he was feeling a whirl of bad emotions as he observes MC laughing with a male co-worker of hers
  • mine
  • He brought out his phone as he shamelessly dialed MC’s number
  • “Hello?”
  • Jumin’s word caught in his throat as he found it completely foolish to be scolding her at this time
  • His hard gaze turned sad as he felt his tears against his cheeks
  • “I’m sorry”
  • “Jumin..”
  • Their eyes locked and MC gasped at the sight before her
  • “What are you doing here? How much did you drink”
  • “It doesn’t matter, I’m sorry”
  • “Your intentions were pure, instead, I took it harshly and I have never felt so much hatred for myself. You are my light MC and without you I am nothing. Without you I am just this emotionless shell of a corporate heir. You brought out these feelings in me and I have never treasured anyone as I have treasured you. You are my home, you are my family and I will forever hold this in my guilt. I love you”
  • “Jumin I’m sorry too”
  • “Now if you would be willing to come in my arms again you would make me the happiest man”
  • “Of course”
  • MC ran straight at him and gave him the tightest hug
  • “I am still correct though. You do turn me into a fool”
  • “Hm?”
  • “A fool in love with you”

SEVEN

  • Seven couldn’t concentrate, he couldn’t at all
  • Why would he, when he had just cheated on his most precious girl
  • But he was under a powerful drug
  • His agency thought it would be a good punishment to have him aroused towards a different girl for making a mistake in his work
  • But he felt so so guilty. It made him hate himself more
  • So when MC found out, she left and he couldn’t utter the words he wanted to say
  • He wanted to say he loves her and that it was a mistake. A horrible horrible mistake
  • And that it wasn’t his fault, he wanted to tell her that he was sorry but he couldn’t
  • No words came out of his mouth, only silent pleas to stay that never really caught MC’s ears
  • Maybe at that time he was thinking of how much he didn’t deserve MC and that it was a good opportunity for her to leave him. To be free so that she wouldn’t experience the pain of being with him
  • But Seven regrets it
  • He regrets it all
  • He needed MC back. She was the one who brought him life, happiness. She was all he needed and he let her slip away from his fingers
  • He felt his growing stupidity as he clutched at his chest, trying to make the pain go away as he watched a CCTV footage of MC at her home.
  • He had installed a camera in her living room for safety purposes and he didn’t want to barge in her privacy but he needed her. He needed to see that she was safe. He needed to see an evidence of her existing
  • With shaky hands, Saeyoung reached for his phone and called MC
  • Seeing MC grab hers, his heart was already at his throat
  • And when she answered the call, the first thing she heard were professions of love
  • “MC I love you I love you I love you I love you” 
  • “I… don’t know Saeyoung, after what you’ve done I don’t think I can believe that anymore”
  • He can see her shivering as she silently cried
  • “No no you don’t understand it was because of the agency! I was forced! please hear me out I… i don’t want to lose you. I will fight. I will fight for your love and I will do whatever it takes for you to come back to me please I love you too much. My heart is just about to burst from all this love so please.. please hear me out”
  • “Only just about?”
  • “Huh?” 
  • “Your heart is only just about to burst? Mine already did for you” 
  • MC chuckled
  • She fricking chuckled
  • Saeyoung could feel tears or relief as he felt his chest unclogging
  • “I’ll head over straight there and we’ll talk okay?”
  • “I’ll be waiting, Saeyoung”
  • He kissed his computer with her footage as he readied his car

SAERAN

  • Saeran had said some hurtful things
  • Very hurtful things
  • He was so mad, so so mad at himself
  • MC, the girl who’s always by his side, the girl who was willing to go through his recovery now left him
  • He felt so broken and was shaking
  • Saeyoung was trying to calm him down but he couldn’t, not when he just felt the light being sucked out of his life
  • And his comforting didn’t feel like MC’s, not at all
  • Hers was gentle and delicate and her scent was intoxicating, enough to put him into a calm oblivion
  • But she’s not here anymore, there was no one to calm him through the rage of his night terrors, no one to hold him close as she whispers soothing words into his ear
  • No body to grasp unto when he couldn’t breathe and couldn’t stop the tears from flowing
  • Her hugs were the best, so kind, so comforting, so loving
  • But she’s gone
  • “I messed up Saeyoung, I messed up this one thing that keeps me going”
  • “Call her, go to her. I can’t stand seeing you like this”
  • “She wouldn’t want to be with me anymore, I messed up I messed up”
  • Saeran was now rocking back and forth as he hugs his body closer
  • Feel her warmth, feel her warmth
  • “Yes hello MC, yes he’s here. Alright I’ll give the phone to him”
  • Saeran’s eyes snapped to his brother as he gave him the hardest look he could muster.
  • But he still took the phone anyways
  • “I’ll be right there Saeran wait for me! I’ll be there” 
  • He heard MC panting and he was dumbfounded
  • She’ll come back? Doesn’t she hate him?
  • “MC… I love you”
  • “I love you too… so so much. Wait for me a little longer okay?”
  • The twins heard the door open as they found MC on her phone, still panting
  • She went straight into Saeran’s arms as she stroked his hair and kissed his forehead
  • “I’m so sorry MC”
  • “I”m sorry too Saeran
  • “Don’t ever leave me”
  • “I’ll always be with you”
• my beloved goddess

nonnie requested: Pls will u do something for savitar!barry x reader? Hes kinda sexy despite being called pizza face by cisco. Anyway something with reader is the only person this version of barry care about cuz reader stand by his side while everyone turn away from him in d future. Make it angst pls. Thanks.

A/N: Ah I laughed when Cisco called him, ‘pizza face’ and other things like I’m so proud of my son giving sass. This obviously contains a bit of spoilers from the finale episode of The Flash so be warned if you haven’t watched. I thought it was going to be all good despite one of my faves dying in the place for Iris and then Barry leaving. Damn it Grant, you ripped my heart out with feels. Ships are closed for the time being and as always requests are open unless stated otherwise by me!

Originally posted by rawrfreak

                             Relationship(s): Savitar/Reader, Barry Allen/Iris West, Barry Allen & Reader (unrequited love)

“Y/N. .Y/N, I need my goddess to wake from her beauty sleep.” That oddly familiar voice ringing through your ears as you slowly blinked from your slumber. Your E/C eyes blinked more to adjust from the dark surroundings as you looked around to the source of the voice until they met Barry’s- no that didn’t look like Barry. Least the one who knew, the left side of his face looked burned with as his grin only seemed to grow bigger at the sight of you awake. “Good morning Y/N. My, my I could never forget how beautiful you are. What’s the matter Y/N? You don’t recognize the man who calls you his equal, but yet it hasn’t happened yet. Heh, guess I could use you against Barry. Won’t that be fun my goddess hm?”

You squint in disbelief as you tried crawling backwards but bumped into something as you looked to see what it was. Your eyes widen in fear, this was Savitar—the time remnant of Barry as depicted from the armor you bumped into. You remember the speedster telling you to be careful out there after you left S.T.A.R labs earlier that day to get a break from all the mess since it you’ve gotten so stressed. “G-Goddess? I’m sorry S-Savitar but I don’t b-belong to anyone, I have no idea what y-you speak of. I-I though you ha-ated everyone since t-they turned their b-back on you.” You studdered through your words as the time remnant only kept his sadist grin as he crouched down to you where you were on the ground.

“Oh I do hate everyone Y/N but not you, my sweet Y/N. You see while everyone else turned their back on me, you didn’t. You stayed and refused to leave my side no matter how much they called me, a monster. A monster Y/N and have the nerve to call you one too! But no you stayed and before we both fell in love with each other, I let you be my goddess. I intend on that still happening but first we need to get rid of this Barry Allen. Join me Y/N, join me and I will give anything you could ever wished for. All you need to do is accept.” Savitar offers his pale hand to you, “We can rule side by side and have to world begging for mercy on their knees. Including the ones who hurt and bullied you for being different.” He chuckles darkly while waiting for you to accept as you looked at the male beside you.

For long as you remembered you were bullied for being, well being you. You didn’t care about the feminine things like makeup and dressing up for boys. You were mocked and laughed at because you loved science and mathematics, even having the stereotypical nerd look with thick glasses, braces, and bad acne. However you blossomed into a beautiful women today, still wearing glasses although sometimes using contacts and no more metal on your teeth with acne cleared up. All those memories came back to you when Savitar spoke as your fists clenched, no you were to be nice and submissive right? No you were tired of being considered weak as you looked back up to the time remnant before clasping your hand with his, after all you could have anything right? “I accept your offer Savitar as long as you stay true to your word.” You say as he pulled you and him up on your feet as he looked at your hand before you.

“Oh don’t worry Y/N, I fully intend on keeping it as long as you help me get Barry Allen.”

                   [ time skip; WARNING SPOILERS UP AHEAD ]

“Y/N please come back, he’s messing with your mind!” The scarlet speedster yelled out as you were by Savitar without his armor that Barry had vibrated and broke. Needless to say, Team Flash was a bit shocked to see you beside the other. You looked different from the last time they saw you, from wearing dark F/C clothing as you grinned that could match Savitar’s. “Y/N please. Don’t do this to yourself!”

You shook your head, “No I made up my mind Flash. I’m tired of feeling like I’m supposed to be weak and feel worthless, do you have any idea how many people hurt me? Do you know how many I cried myself to sleep?” You lashed back as you leaned your head on Savitar’s shoulders. “I’m happy being Savitar’s goddess. After all he says he’d given me anything as long as I help stop you besides you all turned your back on him and me.” You say with a snarl as everyone looked shocked from what you were saying as you kept your gaze at Barry.

“Awe see? That’s my girl, she’s not as cute and innocent as you thought huh?” Savitar says as he pressed a kiss on your forehead. “I like this version of her.”

Barry was furious as went to attack on Savitar from you as the time remnant hit the ground hard from his blow. “You tried to use her against us, it’s not going to work Savitar. Give it up because you are no god.” He says as Savitar laughed before receiving another blow from Barry, the other slumping onto the ground before looking at you before you pushed the red clad hero aside for Savitar. Barry went to check on the others, hopefully maybe they could talk sense into you.

“No, no, no. Savitar come on, wake up for me.” You say as you bend down to check on him and stroke his face before his eyes snapped open. It made you give a sudden jump of surprise. He looked at you smiled before giving you a small kiss and saying he’ll be back. You watched as what happened next would be the last you’d see of Savitar.

The time remnant counterpart went to take an attack on his present self before a loud bang from a gun rang throughout. Savitar took a step backwards before collapsing as your eyes followed Barry’s, it was Iris. She had shot the one you fell in love with as you quickly ran to Savitar but it was too late as you began to shatter from existence. It was the Barry that loved you because you could never have the Barry who was engaged to Iris.

“Y/N!” You heard someone cry out but ignored it as all the love of your heart was now gone just like Savitar was.

Just One Song? [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/N: If you saw my post a while back, you know what this is. I hope you all enjoy this! @memento-scribet here you go, you said you needed some fluff. <3

Warning: MAJOR FLUFF

Song: Ed Sheeran ‘Perfect’

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If their is one thing you cherish, it’s walking in on Jason singing. He never sings around others, always saying it ‘wasn’t good.’ However, he has the most amazing voice. Very few know of this hidden talent, the only others who know this are Alfred and Bruce.

Whenever you come through the door or wake up and hear him, you immediately freeze as to not let him know of your presence. Loving when you can catch him with his back turned and can just watch and listen.

Every time he realizes you were listening he gets embarrassed even though it was beautiful. Whenever you ask him why he doesn’t sing more often it’s always the simple answer of “I just don’t sing around people.” However you think he’s insecure about it. He shouldn’t be though because he has an amazing voice and you don’t hesitate to tell him that.

But you don’t pester, knowing it will only make him agitated. You’re content with just catching him in the act. Your relationship progresses with or without his singing. And soon enough he’s down on one knee while you’re cheering “Yes!” and pulling him to his feet to plant your lips on his.

That’s right you’re engaged to the vigilante. And wedding planning isn’t quite up his alley. So you take care of most things with a friend of yours and Alfred of course, while he’s out taking care of the city. Though it seems like he’s doing some sort of planning himself. He’s been absent during the day and always humming some sort of tune.

You take notice of his fingers being even more calloused than usual and his voice is sometimes scratchy or quieter than normal like he’s losing it. Though, over time his voice returns to normal and his fingers seem to have grown used to the new callouses. Leaving you to think it was just some sort of new training.

After his voice grew normal again and his fingers adjusted he began to pester you to help, saying he’d take care of the band. You were a bit reluctant, thinking it should be a joint decision, but he was so determined about it you gave him the task. Alfred promise to keep an eye on him, but you trusted Jason to make the best choice.

You were so caught up in the planning and dress shopping and cake tasting it was a blur. Before you knew it you were at the rehearsal dinner. Happy to see everyone there, your family & friends, Jay’s family, even some of the league members. Oliver and Dinah were there with Roy, Barry and Iris with Wally, Of course Kori. Plus a few others through Bruce.

You weren’t expecting such a large guest list but Bruce insisted on taking care of any expenses. It was a great rehearsal, but when it was over it was soon time for your friends to swoop you away saying “Can’t see the bride before the wedding”

You laughed at the look on his face, but broke free from your friends. Gave him a quick kiss before returning to them.


It was lonely that night, not being used to sleeping without Jason. Not that you couldn’t sleep either way. It was too exciting, that next afternoon you’d be marrying the love of your life, who could sleep knowing that?

The day was hectic. Primping and plucking through all hours of the day. A friend doing your hair, having denied when asked if you wanted a stylist. You didn’t want anything too out of your normal and your friend knew just what to do.

Then was getting into your dress and making sure everything was perfect. Soon you were left to be on your own for a bit. Your brides maids running to do any last minute checks. Though one brides maid stayed with you, Kori. She stood behind you as you were in awe at how you looked.

“You look gorgeous” She commented, making you turn and smiling at her. “I feel like a princess” lightly touching the fabric. She came and stood next to you, “You look like one”

“I can’t wait to see Jason’s face” she giggled causing you to do the same. “Yeah” breathing out a sigh, lightly swaying to allow dress to sway as well. “I am so happy for the both of you, it is about time something good happen to Jason. You are the best thing to happen to him” she said sentimentally.

“Kori I swear if you make me cry right now I’ll never forgive you” You laughed turning to her. She laughed too before hugging you and whispering, “go get your prince” before turning to leave you to yourself.

Looking back at the mirror you felt so many different feelings: giddiness, nervousness, fear, joy, love. You felt so much love. Remembering what seemed like every memory with Jason in it. Losing yourself in your thoughts before hearing a knock on the door.

“Come in” you called. Your mother came in and smiled widely at the sight of you. Tears threatening her eyes, “You look so beautiful sweetheart” making you grin wider. “I feel beautiful” looking back at the mirror. She hugged you before saying “Okay before I cry, it’s time dear” gesturing for you to come.

Taking a deep breath you followed, lining up behind your brides maids. Plus the flower girl and ring bearer, Lian looking adorable in her flower girl dress and your brother’s son wearing a tiny tux. 

It was just perfect.

But not as perfect as Jason’s reaction upon seeing you. The boy couldn’t breath, so many tears he almost made you cry. This was probably most people’s first time seeing his soft side. He couldn’t believe how gorgeous you looked, it was like an angel.

As the ceremony went on you both couldn’t help but continually look at the other. When it came to the vows, Jason did make you cry. His words were the most beautiful thing you’d ever heard. And he felt the same way about yours.

Finally you got to say your ‘I do’s and it didn’t take Jason more than a millisecond to kiss you when told. He dipped you and everything.


The reception was the next thing. It was beautiful, in the back of the Manor in the gardens. You and Jason had your first dance as Mr. & Mrs. Todd. You danced with your father, and Bruce, and all of Jason’s brothers. Including yours and many of your other family members.

You listened to the stories your best friend/maid of honor had of you and the many hilarious stories Roy had as Jason’s best man. It was amazing and you couldn’t think of anything to make it better. But it somehow managed too.

Talking to one of your aunts you were soon interrupted by a microphone back firing. “Whoops sorry about that” You heard Jason’s voice say before a laugh. “I uh, I have a surprise for someone tonight. [F/n] you always ask me to sing for you and I never do it ever because I’m a bit nervous about it. But tonight’s special and we both overcame many fears today, so what’s one more? This is for you babe, I love you” he said before putting a microphone in his ear and beginning to strum on a guitar, a song you know all to well. The first time you listened to it, it almost brought you to tears. ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran.

Hearing the guitar now explained the new callouses he obtained, and when he started singing it explained his sore voice from before. His usual voice was even more beautiful, obviously having taken lessons.

Making your way to the front upon hearing the first lyrics. 

“I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes you’re holding mine”

Stopping upon reaching the front of the crowd. Covering your face before uncovering your eyes. In a way that it covered your nose and mouth only.

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight”

He sang while coming off the stage, and pulling your hands away from your face to see your smile. The band taking over with the music as he continued. 

“Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes”

Your heart melting at the third and fourth line. He cupped your face during those lines before taking your hands and pulling you to dance while he sung to you.

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful
I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight“

Waltzing around the empty dance floor in what felt like an empty world with only the two of you in it. A smile on both your faces as the band played during a instrumental portion of the song. Jason rested his forehead against yours and you closed your eyes. 

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met an angel in person
And she looks perfect, I don’t deserve this
You look perfect tonight“

He slowed you to a stop on the second to last line. Leaving you to stare into the others eyes as the song drew to a close. You cupped his face and kissed him as the violins ended the song. What seemed to feel like a romance movie moment.

Pulling away you grinned widely as his lips matched yours. Ignoring the applause from everyone and hearing multiple people, including his brothers, asking “Did you know he could sing?”

Though Alfred and Bruce just smiled contently at the scene, knowing full well what Jason was up to. Who do you think got him the singing, guitar, and waltz lessons?

It was a perfect end to the perfect night.


Bonus (After Honeymoon):

You walked out of the bathroom having ran in there after getting home from work. Jason just figured you really had to use the bathroom, having not seen the bag in your hands.

“Uhm, hey Jay?” You called, making him look at you from where he was seated on the couch. Reading a new novel he got on your vacation. “Yeah Mrs. Todd?” he grinned, you’d been home from your honeymoon for a few months and that still made you tingle.

“You remember the song you sang to me?”

One of his eyebrows raised and he smiled saying, “Yeeess?”

“Well their was a verse that read ‘To carry love, to carry children of our own.’ Remember?” You reminded and he nodded confused as to where you were going with this.

“Weeelll.” Taking the three sticks from behind your back. “The line got what it wanted” presenting the three positive pregnancy tests.

His eyes widened as he rushed over to see the items. “Oh my god” he whispered. “We’re going to be..?? I’m going to be..?” looking at you shock on his face

“A father! An awesome, amazing father!” you smiled widely. He showed a beaming smile before sweeping you into a hug and spinning you around. Then putting you down and pulling you into a deep loving kiss. “We’re going to be parents” he placed a hand on your stomach his eyes diverting there before returning to yours. 

You nodded as he just kissed you again.

You know what they say: First comes love. Then comes marriage. And well you know the rest.

if i missed you, would you hold it against me

Summary: With Soryu and MC’s passing, it now fell onto Eisuke to be Ryusei’s legal guardian. Why Soryu and MC would think naming Eisuke, of all people, as legal guardian in their will was beyond him.

              You’re the only one we can trust, Soryu had told him. But that didn’t mean Eisuke was ready to be a father.

              Hell, he wasn’t ready for anything that came since that day.

              He wasn’t ready to be a father.

              He wasn’t ready to lose his best friend.

              He wasn’t ready to lose her.

Genre: Angst, Hurt and Comfort

Pairing: One-sided Eisuke/MC, MC/Soryu

a/n: I haven’t written a proper fic in so long lmao. this idea just popped in m head one day, and since then, i couldn’t stop thinking about it lmfao. 

@2bedroom-baddestbidderlove i hope you like it!! @maidofstars @bolt8826 @tsundere-eevee @alolan-lillie @themysticaldaydreamer here’s a fic after so long lol


               Dinner was a solemnly silent affair.

              In the stillness of the dining room, the only sound that could be heard was the clang of Eisuke’s utensils on his plate. Across him sat little Ryusei, who only stared at his untouched food with empty eyes.

              “… You’re not hungry?” Eisuke asked slowly.

              The boy shook his head without looking up from his plate.

              Eisuke sighed in defeat, putting his utensils down. “Do you want to go to bed already?”

Ryusei nodded in assent. Gingerly, the boy pushed back his chair and gave a little bow, leaving Eisuke alone with his thoughts.

              “I suppose it’s not going to be easy, huh?” he said to no one in particular.

              And it won’t ever be easy again. Not with them gone.

              Just three days ago, Eisuke was staring into Soryu’s and MC’s coffins. Both of them looked deceptively peaceful, as if they were only asleep—that anytime, they’d wake up from their long nap and mess around in the penthouse like always.

              But Eisuke knew better.

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Spirit in the House - Chap 7/10

Modern!AU Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Reader is in a coma after a car accident. Bucky moves into your apartment and find your spirit still hanging around. (Based on Just like Heaven)

Word Count: 1,937

Warnings: Mention of Cheating, Mention of Death, Language

A/N: Hope you’ll like this one :) Anyway, enter Maria…

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Originally posted by marshthemallows

You sat cross-legged on the sofa while Bucky was fixing himself up. He told your best friend he could see your spirit and ended up with a split lip.

“You’re not doing it right.”

“Really?” Bucky replied with a sigh and turned to you, a painful smirk on his face. “Wanna do it for me?”

“I would if I could… you know, hold things.”

He laughed silently and continued dabbing at the skin around his wound with a disinfectant-soaked cotton. You leaned closer to him and looked into the mirror.

“It won’t heal well if you don’t put it on your lip.”

He whined, still avoiding the wound. “But it hurts.”

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“I Can’t Help Fallin’ In Love”

Request: Hey love :) I hope I can give you an idea for an imagine. You and buck live together in his Apartment in Bucharest and you’re really happy but he feels bad one day cause he can’t give you a better live. Then later that day you prepare something romantic and you cuddle together while you reassure him how much you love him and that you wouldn’t want another life. Sooo he feels better and you even share a Little make-out session but it’s mostly cuddling that night and just fluff? :)

Warnings: angst, then fluff, drunk driving situation

Word Count: 1877

A/N: one of four requests! hopefully this is what you wanted! i might have veered a little. i will work on the other ones this week! if you wanna be on my taglist shoot me an ask! please leave feedback. dont drive when youve been drinking. the title comes from “I Cant Help Falling In Love With You” originally by Elvis but my favorite version is by Haley Reinhart


Originally posted by v-writings

She moved to Bucharest after she lost everything. She needed a fresh start. Y/N never knew that fresh start would involve falling in love with a kind-hearted ex assassin. James Buchanan Barnes, that beautiful bastard. He was everything Y/N had ever dreamed in a man. He was the man a father would love for his daughter to have. Too bad Bucky didn’t see that.

Her parents were killed in a car accident along with her little brother, he was only ten years old. A drunk driver ran a red light and crashed directly into their car. That night she lost everything that ever mattered to her. She sold everything she owned, her bakery included. She backed the few things she had and bought a plane ticket out of the only state and country she had ever known.

Bucharest, Romania, the place she picked to start her new life. She didn’t speak Romanian and she had no idea around the city, but it’s exactly what she needed. She wanted the refreshing feeling of learning new things and meeting new people. No one here would look at her with pity or sympathy. She was just an all-American girl looking for her own happy ending.

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Reactions to OUAT S6 Finale

1. “When Good and Evil both did the right thing, the Final Battle was won.”

Rumple and Emma were BOTH Saviors! They both needed to be in order to win the battle. I cannot express how much I loved this.

2. Rumple vs DarkImp/Clippy!Rumple

FINALLY!!! I have been waiting for this since season 5 (that one other time doesn’t count because Gold couldn’t see him and they weren’t in the same frame). I wish it was more involved, like the Regina / Evil Queen scenes, but I’ll take what I can get.

3. Baby Gideon

Originally posted by fairytaleasoldastime

This was the only way they could fix Rumbelle, honestly. I loved Giles in the finale, but this was beyond expected (plus, I had just said, “Wait, where did Gideon go?”).

4. Emma brought back the Happy Endings

All of them (see above). I’m happy nobody died (except Fiona, of course). This is quite possibly the best season-finale-that-could-have-been-a-series-finale that I’ve ever seen. They couldn’t have created a better contingency plan.

5. I’m excited for season 7

I loved the nostalgia, the new look on the old curse, and Adult Henry! I’m confused and intrigued by the scenes with Adult Henry and his daughter, both in the Enchanted Forest and in Boston (it was Boston, right? because parallels?). And I need to know who her mother is!

6. Mayor Fiona’s Demise

She reminded me so much of Cora more than Mayor Regina. Oh, but I’m so proud of Rumple for not trusting her. Also, her death was elegant and fitting. A nice parallel to Pan’s Underworld death. Did I mention I’m glad Rumple didn’t have to die again to save everyone? Oh, and did I mention how thrilled I am that Rumple killing the Black Fairy broke the curse??? He was a Savior after all! And he felt bad about killing her, which means (gasp!) he’s becoming a Hero!

7. Rumple got invited to the family dinner

Originally posted by midstorm

I can’t tell you how happy I was to see him there. And he looked so happy too! Also, the Last Supper set up was hilarious, but fitting for a show that’s been talking about Saviors for 6 seasons! I guess the Charmings finally got their Family Thanksgiving Dinner! Maybe it’s a new holiday celebrating the end of the Final Battle?

8. Beauty and the Beast

Originally posted by midstorm

So sweet and unexpected! (And Belle’s wearing her ring again!) I’d add a gif of their kiss if I could, but I can’t find one yet.

**Disclaimer** None of these points were in any particular order other than as they came to mind as I wrote. **