love you dears thank you for the kind words and don't worry

This fic has been on my chest for days and I’m so glad that it’s finally done!

Anyway, this is based on @kaxpha‘s lost lance au and I was so excited to write this, the au has taken over my life no kidding. It also has a second part and you can find it here on @bleusarcelle‘s blog.

I’m very proud of how this came out(for now at least) :’)

I hope you’ll like it! <3

Keith hears the moment when Shiro takes in a shaky breath as the two of them and the rest of the guests watch Allura walks down the aisle. She stands tall and proud, a big smile on her face but when she meets Keith’s eyes for a few moments, he can see the storm of emotions that they hide.

He gives her an encouraging smile before her eyes move on to Shiro. The moments their gazes lock it’s like something shifts in the room: the mood, the quiet, the air. Keith isn’t sure what changes, but it feels like a relieved sigh. It feels like Allura is saying you’re here, like Shiro is agreeing iIm here, it feels like both of them are realizing we’re here and this is happening and i’ve never been more happy before.

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there for you.

pairing: jungkook | reader + kim taehyung’s cameo appearance.

genre: soft angst / fluff ; boyfriend!au

word count: 1,212

author’s note: i know this isn’t a part of my wips mainly because i wrote it a couple of days ago and i wasn’t planning on posting it anytime soon but since life just sucks right now, i figured why not. i didn’t really edit it so forgive me in advance :)

summary: jungkook’s always going to be there for you. no matter what.

Originally posted by jengkook

Normal people, who don’t know Jungkook that well, might assume he’s fast asleep at 3AM in the morning.

You’re not one of those people.

With heavy footsteps and a beating heart, you approach his dorm room at approximately sixteen minutes past three in the morning. You knock, not once, not twice, but three times – a signal the pair of you came up with a few months after dating, which indicates three things: cuddles, playing with the other’s hair, and a comforting silence; or heartfelt talks with the moonlight shining through the windows and him rubbing soothing circles on your back. (He’ll know it’s you if you knock because ‘literally none of my friends knock the damn door.’)

It’s time for one of those heartfelt talks – where you vent out everything you’ve burried yourself in, where he listens closely and after you’re done, he gives his opinion on the matter.

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n-chan-fandoms  asked:

Oh my gosh, your writing is rad! I don't know if you're still willing to take NatsuYuu prompts, but if you are: Natsume goes missing, either by the interference of youkai or by getting lost, on a family vacation and Touko and Shigeru try to find him.


“Oh, dear,” Touko murmurs, for the fifth time in as many minutes. “How could this have happened?”

She scans faces in the crowd, looking for one in particular, a hand folded against her heart. One minute, Takashi was right beside her, pointing out little birds nesting in a low bush and flowers growing through cracks in the sidewalk, and then they turned a corner and he was gone.

“Takashi isn’t a child,” Shigeru reminds her, not unkindly. “He can take care of himself.”

“Of course he can. But he doesn’t know the address of the inn we’re going to, does he? I didn’t think to tell him, did you? Oh, what if he’s lost?”

All by himself in an unfamiliar city, without a map or a cellphone or anything but a fat, lazy cat to guide him safely.

The thought digs burrs into her heart and pricks hotly at her eyes, and she presses her fingers against her mouth before her trembling lips can give her away. 

Sweet, gentle Takashi, who tries so hard to be helpful and wants so badly to be wanted. Smiling like a small sun at the breakfast table each and every morning, bright and beautiful and so deserving; so much a part of her life that his name is one of the first thoughts that cross her mind in the morning, one of the last to leave her mind at night. 

And as they near the inn, and Touko spots that familiar tawny blond hair from nearly a block away, her heart leaps into her throat and her pace nearly doubles and she barely has time to take in his sheepish smile before she’s holding him close. 

“I’m sorry,” he says, so carefully, his silly cat all but crushed between them. “I got turned around. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

“You know how Touko gets,” Shigeru says, but he was barely a step behind her, and his hand settles fondly on the softness of Takashi’s hair with visible, weighted relief. “I’m glad you’re alright. And I’m surprised you beat us here.”

“Oh,” Takashi stammers, hugging Nyankichi a little closer to his chest. “Oh, there was – someone was kind enough to point me in the right direction. And I had Nyanko-sensei with me the whole time, I was okay.”

Shigeru levels Touko with a knowing look, one that says “see? he can take care of himself, after all” without saying anything at all. 

But Touko knows that. Takashi has been taking care of himself for a long, long time. And that’s why she doesn’t want him to need to do that anymore, or ever again. Not now that she’s here. 

Takashi hesitates only a moment before following Shigeru inside, and raises a hand to wave at someone down the street. Touko follows his gaze, but there’s no one there. She thinks of a white crow, and of whispered rumors and a long string of temporary foster homes, and all the warm evenings Takashi spends talking to himself in his bedroom. 

And she lingers a few steps behind her family, and bows deeply to the empty air. 

“Thank you. I’m so relieved he wasn’t alone, thank you,” she says, hoping to be heard. Knowing, somehow, through the soft wind that curls through her hair a moment later, that she was. 

Takashi isn’t a child, and Touko isn’t a mother.

And yet she pours all of her love and care and worry and pride into him like water into an empty well, and waits up every night he comes home late, and praises his scores in school, and takes extra care in packing his bento on the days he comes downstairs with tired eyes.

If Takashi isn’t that, and Touko isn’t this, then she doesn’t have words at all for what he’s come to mean to her.

anonymous asked:

Hi!! I'm kind of new to the fandom and I'm having trouble really getting to know the members personalities. If it's not too much, could you write a little blurb about each of there personalities? If you don't want to do all the members (because dear god there's so many, rest in pieces Taeyong for having 10,000 kids), then could you do just the NCT 127 members? Thank you and I love you so much❤❤❤❤❤

aw welcome to the nctzen fandom!! hehe i hope this helps though ahh, if you want to know more go watch their nct life seasons, it’s help a lot or message me!! xoxo


- awkward bun since debut but he’s much comfortable now!!
- quietly looks over and takes care of the younger members
- he’s not good with expressing himself and through words (same bro) so he tries to make up for that by always joking around and teasing the other members
- his random outbursts are weird but cute
- dances randomly in public one moment
- and making owl impersonations
- gets aggressive when playing games
- won’t hesitate to do the things the others call him to do
- voice of an angel
- ravenclaw (stated in nct life)


- really really quiet
- awkward man 2.0
- but still jokes around with the members too!
- especially johnny & yuta
- more of a listener than a talker
- man from busan who forgot his busan accent
- similar to taeil he isnt that good at expressing himself
- which is why he probably loves dancing so much (damn his moves are always ON POINT)
- i miss him sm please bring him back i can only say this much about him im sorry dnndnd


- every member’s no.1 supporter
- very encouraging and loves to compliment them but when gets complimented he becomes extremely shy
- jokes around a lot to make the others laugh
- actual sweetheart who’d make your heart throb
- on stage he’s all manly and tough
- but off stage he’s actually really soft and sweet
- takes care of the members too
- one of the talkers in nct
- man who can speak many languages
- english, chinese, korean & spanish (there’s more but i forgot ksms)
- moodmaker of the group!


- mom material
- nags a lot at them and takes care of them like they’re his real children
- gets really soft towards them too
- dont get fooled by his rapping deep voice because when he talks to them his voice gets all high and cute
- another one who looks so intimidating on stage but off stage is a literal ball of softness
- cherishes the members a lot
- claims to be doyoung’s enemy when in fact they’re like best friends
- acts like a 5 year old
- randomly breaks into dances, jumps around excitedly and making weird faces
- thinks a lot but doesnt show it because he doesn’t want the members to worry about him
- Hufflepuff (stated in nct life)


- king of being extra
- really proud of himself and would take any chance to compliment himself possible
- which we’re not denying tho
- winwin’s biggest fan and supporter
- loves to roast the other members
- but also take care of them too
- gets jealous easily
- really straightforward and honest
- he says anything that’s on his mind
- but can be a sweetheart too
- kissing the camera 24/7 to melt out hearts
- and giving that smile wow
- sexy dance is his forte
- Slytherin (stated in nct life)


- looks out for the other members
- really polite
- laughs at everything they say
- an angel
- vocals that could sing you to sleep
- i feel like he’s actually very competitive if he needs to be? (nct life in seoul)
- man i need more videos of him dkdkd sm wyd


- 24/7 done with the older members
- but acts like the mom towards dreamies
- mark’s his ultimate bias (high five bunny)
- nags and complains A LOT
- whining is his thing ↑
- but it’s cute so-
- very intelligent and quick to react
- really really good speaker
- another one of the talkers in nct
- loves the group with all his heart
- supportive of every member too
- tries his best to get nct’s name out there as much as he can
- Slytherin (stated in nct life)


- actually clueless and unsure of what the members are talking about most of the time
- really funny
- makes weird faces too
- laughs at everything they say or do
- even though he doesnt show it he cares about the rest a lot!
- really polite and is an angel too
- king of predebut photos and videos
- one of the moodmakers too
- best friends with johnny
- super smol
- gets shy easily


- smile and laughter could kill you
- really supportive of the members too
- takes care of them especially dreamies
- also a really good speaker
- he knows what to say and not
- listens to the other members well
- confident in what he does but still gets shy when complimented
- another one who can make your heart throb at anything he does
- cherishes friendship a lot
- and is apparently mark’s soulmate (and winwin’s too hmm make up your mind jae)


- the actual baby of the group
- doesnt even need to put in effort to look cute
- does the cutest things
- clueless too
- but can be a savage if he feels like it
- quiet but can be talkative if he needs to be
- especially when he’s nervous or scared
- does aegyo just to get food
- seems awkward but it’d take him some time to fully open up
- and when he does he can get really affectionate and talkative
- gives an awkward shy laugh whenever he doesn’t know what to say
- all the members of 127 treats him like the maknae
- chinaline’s older brother
- gryffindor (stated in nct life)


- golden boy with endless talents
- gets nervous and shy really really easily
- stutters on his words and repeats them
- hesitates for a while when you ask him to do things but still does it perfectly how??
- is bad at receiving compliments (same bby same)
- king of reaction who laughs at everything
- weird kid
- when his wild side appears it’s hard to control and deal with
- spills out random english words
- and probably jumps around like crazy
- seems to always have energy
- always spreading positive vibes
- really easy to get along with but because he’s shy it may take him time to open up


- always smiling
- an angel
- but towards jisung and chenle he can get aggressive
- because he probably had enough of those two
- looks up to the older members
- gets shy easily too but doesnt make it obvious
- a good speaker too
- moomin’s biggest fan
- smol
- loves teasing the other members too especially mark


- really calm and quiet
- boring (according to jisung)
- doesn’t need effort to look good
- more of a listener too
- in charge of giving reactions too
- isnt that good with his words too but he tries his best
- really polite and nice
- supportive of all the members
- loves roasting jisung & haechan
- jaemin’s best friend but in mfal it was renjun hmm
- sunshine who gives off positive vibes too


- is always teasing the other members
- but it’s his way of showing his love to them
- mark’s best friend
- moodmaker of the group
- always trying his best
- competitive
- loves it when people compliments him but lowkey acts shy
- actually really soft
- wants the members’ attention and can get really clingy
- whiny too
- endless jokes and weird antics just to make the members laugh
- sunshine


- meme material 101
- w i l d
- loves teasing the other members and making them laugh too
- haechan’s sidekick
- but when he smiles it’s a different story because wow an angel??
- another moodmaker too
- can be loud
- and can also be really chill
- very easy to get along with and is extremely friendly
- tries his best to show off his talents
- i miss him sm please give updates thank you


- iconic dolpin laughter
- extremely wild and loud
- seems to be happy 24/7
- laughs at everything too
- jisung’s number one hypeman
- takes every moment to compliment himself too
- can be a savage too
- loves teasing mark
- looks up to the older members
- open minded and easy to communicate with
- fun to be with too
- gets shy but always laughs it off


- clueless and gets flustered and scared of/at the littlest things
- still shy when he talks but it’s better now
- good with his words
- especially making fun if the older members
- yaja time’s his favourite time
- chenle’s best friend
- looks up to the other members too
- quiet too but when asked to do things he would do it
- pure child
- grows very quickly
- is pretty laidback and relaxed most of the time

oh my this is so long im sorry

anonymous asked:

hiiiii, don't know if your five requests are still open, but would it be okay if I asked for h/c of gladio' newlywed/domestic life? Thank you you are swelllllll

holy shit anon i’m so sorry it took so long for me to get to this request!! i had a lot of trouble writing this for some reason, but i really love the idea of newlywed gladio. i hope you’re okay with what i’ve come up with! :)

here are links to my other newlywed drabbles: Prompto || Ignis

(also: I have a few wedding headcanons that y’all might like. you can find them on my masterlist here)

word count: 739 (fluff)

He loved you quietly.

When he slept, you could hear it. When your cheek rested against his chest, ear pressed to his heart, his breathing was quiet. His heartbeat remained steady. For the first time since the sun returned, he let himself relax. He let himself love you.

In the mornings, you could feel it. His presence spread warmth to a kitchen lit only by the rising sun. His arms found themselves around your waist, chin coming down to rest on your shoulder as you tried to recreate the cooking of a dear friend.

In the gardens, you could see it. Your home was bursting in life, blooming in color during the warmer months. Your favorite flowers sprouted near your bedroom windows, climbing the glass panels as if trying to reach you themselves. He was always there, weeding daisy patches or watering hydrangeas. Light poured over his skin as he worked, seeping into his pores and resting in his hair.

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anonymous asked:

the main four + reader (not poly) who is sick with hanahaki disease. the monsters don't know much about diseases between humans and reader isn't willing to confess because they're afraid. a happy ending would be preferred.

Hanahaki Disease - A fictional disease, often used in fanfictions, where the victim regurgitates and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from unrequited love. The illness can only be cured through surgical removal, however any existing romantic feelings are also removed with the infection.” (urbandictionary)

I’m deviating a bit from the “only cure” being surgical removal, with the addition that a confrontation or confession in return can cure the illness as well, whether platonic or romantic in nature. The results of the Main Four vary with this situation. - M.M.


huh, you sure do seemed choked up around him. It’s a tasteless joke, but he doesn’t understand the severity of it until he understands the connotation of your illness. Which he learns eventually thanks to a few hints from Alphys. It’s actually a kind of serious talk she gives him, so his reaction is…mixed. Well, he definitely wasn’t expecting that. Not to say he didn’t see it coming, but. That bad, huh? He feels bad. 

Even so, he’s not sure how to handle it himself, but after a while he finally sucks it up & tells you that. Yeah, kiddo. He knows. &…he might not return your feelings, but. You’re still friends, so that’s gotta count for something, right? If that can bring you at least some semblance of peace, then he’ll do what he has to in order to help you out. From one friend to another. He never breaks that promise, & eventually, things go back to normal.


He definitely has no idea what’s going on. For a while, he just thinks that’s a you thing. “OH YES, THIS IS MY FRIEND! THEY COUGH UP FLOWERS SOMETIMES, IT’S MILDLY ALARMING!!” Eventually he has it explained to him by Undyne, who heard it from Alphys, & then he’s…very flustered. Oh!! Of course!!! You were infatuated with him, & that caused the seeds of despair to bloom within you!!! It all makes perfect sense now!!! No, it doesn’t, but he takes what he can get. 

Listen, dear companion. Even if he cannot return your affections, he worries for your safety. He wants you to know that he will always care about you, & be there by your side if you need him. So please understand. He just wants you to be okay. & even if it hurts at first, eventually, with his help & assurance, you are.


For a while she thinks you’re sick with something deadly, & it’s not until she comes to Alphys for some kind of scientific explanation that she gets the “anime” cure out of it. Oh. Ohmygod. She feels so stupid for having not seen it sooner. She’s quick to confront you shortly after. 

The faster you can nip this in the bud (no pun intended), the better! She just wants you to get better. Because she! Cares about you!! Regardless of whether the connotation is romantic or platonic, she cares. Okay?? So–stop coughing up those damn flowers, already!!! Needless to say, despite the lack of grace in her words, it does the trick.


Oh, she definitely knows what that is. She’s seen more than enough anime to understand what’s going on, & the fact that it seems directed towards her is what makes her freak out most of all. So that means you like her? She’s terrified, mostly because the connotations of the disease entail a “one-sided” love, & this is most definitely not one-sided. 

But, regardless of the, um, kind of scary circumstances, it gives her the push she needs to confess to you. The flowers stop shortly after, & it’s a relief to you both. It’s a fun “How We Met” story to tell at parties.

That Got Away: A Criminal Minds Fan-fiction Part 13

Inspired by: Katy Perry’s “The One That Got Away”

 Bill Withers’ “Aint No Sunshine”

Featuring: Spencer Reid x Reader   Setting: Season 4   Rating: Mature

A/N: This is seriously hard to wrap up guys. I appreciate you all reading this far. Get those tissues ready! Warnings: Slightly public Smut and this is SUPER long. xoxo Stu

I do not own the lyrics, images or characters from the show.

Part 1   Part 10   Part 11  Part 12

This was the face you woke up to; the dewy-eyed relief of Dr. Spencer Reid. You felt like cotton balls had taken over your brain matter, but you were no longer in pain.

“Hi,” You said, sleepily. “What time is it?” You tried to sit up, but your body was so heavy. Spencer reached down and grabbed your right hand, sliding the remote for the bed’s hydraulic unit into your palm. Once you were nearly vertical, you took in the pathetic hospital room you had been granted.

“It’s nearly 6,” Spencer answered. “In the morning.”

“What a day, huh?” You tried to laugh, but your chest was bandaged. You rubbed your chest as the pain dulled, slightly.

“You have some bruising on your sternum, so that is why your chest is tender.” Spencer started to recite your chart. But you interrupted because that line was too good to leave there.

“But Sir-sir, I thought my chest was already tender.” You hummed at your self-amusement; drugs are nice. He rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue in his cheek at your raunchy pun.

“Yes, mon cher, it most definitely is.” Spencer sat down in the metal framed chair beside your bed. His face was serious now. “We have your aunt and Kurt Hansen, the bellhop, in custody.”

“And Michelle?” You asked, voice slightly hitching in alarm.

“She attacked Morgan and Prentiss had to stop her. I’m sorry, Y/N, but she’s dead.” Spencer rubbed along your forearm.

“Oh, good riddance,” You mumbled. You knew you should feel guilty about her death, but it just wasn’t coming to you. Not after all this.

“She was found with the murder weapon, Y/N,” Spencer continued. “It looks like she was the one who killed your dad. Miriam was probably the mastermind, but Michelle was the one.”

You yawned into your left hand, allowing all the information in. The past few days were a fairy tale in the earliest use of the phrase, dripping with viscous monsters and a speckle of unexpected romance. The surrealism of it was hitting you now. “Spencer, will you stay with me? I know I don’t deserve it, but will you be here when I wake up?”

He nodded, his brown eyes drowning in concern. “Of course, of course.” He bent over the railing on the side of your bed and kissed you goodnight. He sat back into his seat, pulling a tattered book from his satchel. You couldn’t read the title, but he did appear to be using an old scratch off as a bookmark. You smiled as the gentle hum of machines and the drips of their drugs whisked you away.

Hey, I oughtta leave young thing alone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Only darkness every day

The semester in Greece was a whirlwind. You had never been so possessed by your studies as you were walking the foothills and shoreline paths. The scenery was beyond all of your childhood fantasies. It wasn’t until your third week in Athens that you realized you had missed four phone dates with Spencer. Your stomach pitched as you realized how you would have felt if he had done that to you. How hadn’t you known how long you had been gone? What had you done?

You immediately left the cafe where you and your small group were eating lunch. You found a tourist cart and bought a postcard.  The rushed apology and quick small talk about his holidays were a weak attempt at atonement. It didn’t matter anyway; Spencer had moved and would never receive the letter.

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anonymous asked:

Hey!!! I hope this isn't weird but, What bands/singers do u like?? My music doesn't makes me exited anymore, which sucks! So im looking for new people to listen to! And i remember u putting a link of one of the new songs of all time low to your kiribaku art and i love that album also you are one of my fave artist so i thought i could ask u too! If u don't mind ofcourse!!! I hope this doesn't bother u! (I guess this is kind of useless info ahhhh i hope u don't mind!)

It’s absolutely not weird so don’t worry about it, but it’s!!!! sort of an hard question to answer because more or less anything that can fall under the very huge umbrella of the rock label is fair game for me haha the two bands I’ve been calling my favorite for longer right now are Alter Bridge and Tremonti, lately I’ve been really into Nothing More, I have a super weak spot for Halestorm too right now - I like most post-hardcore, but Pierce The Veil and Bring Me The Horizon are my faves? But, well, all this stuff is really different compared to All Time Low… since you liked them you could try Tonight Alive or One OK Rock! You Me At Six work too I think, and… Andy Black’s solo album was more pop-ish but on the same genre too, so try that one maybe! Oh and Young Guns!!!! I love Young Guns how could I forget them, they’re in this type of punk too! 

Sorry, this isn’t exactly just my faves haha I love music too much, it’s hard to pick a limited number of artists for me rip

Anon said: HIIIIIII!! First of all, i love you and your art. Now, where is the bokuroo???? :C please draw some bokuroo, i miss those two! Maybe some fluffly? But also kiribaku is good, i started shipping those two thanks to you! And sorry for my bad english. Bye bye!!

Hi! Thanks for liking my stuff!!! And I’ve talked about why I’m not drawing much Haikyuu lately right here but to make it easy because of some reasons inspiration is really low in that fandom for me right now so!!! I’ll have to ask you to be patient with the lack of content that might not be changing until Bo and Kuro start being relevant in the manga again

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anonymous asked:

Ah, this is so embarrassing to admit but I started crying whilst reading your last scenario with bakugou & Izuku. I can't say I'm the same boat, (quite the opposite actually, being a latina but looking the exact opposite.) but just??? I don't even know why, despite the fact I couldn't personally relate it just invoked a feeling of my that was indescribable?? Despite the fact that I may not have tanned skin, or afro/curled hair I do happen to be a very self conscious person and reading that (pt 1

Made me so so happy? It was weird to feel my wet cheeks after reading it, but like, in a good way. Just imagining myself in a scenario in which I tell them about my insecurities and them being very kind and raw with their words at the same time just sent me over the moon.  I don’t think I can recall another instance in which a writing actually made me sob. And just oh my lordie you’re so good???? and just thank you so so so much for writing that. pt 2

That being said, would it be okay if I requested scenarios with Bakugou, Todoroki, and Izuku (I’m sorry, I don’t know your person limit, if it’s 2 then just bakugou and Todoroki) with an s/o that feels invalid because they don’t fit into the stereotype of their ethnicity. A while ago I was told by someone who was dear to me, that because I couldn’t speak spanish  nor did I look like a latina I couldn’t call myself one and I’ve been extremely self conscious of that since. hah sorry for the length             

Hello lovely and I very much apologize that it took me this long to get your request back to you. First of all, thank you so, so very much for letting me know about all of this, thank you, truly. I can barely put into words how touched I am and how much I wish to wrap you into soft and good things. I very, very much hope that I could write your request well enough and that it is at least somewhat what you hoped for. I wish you all the best lovely, all the love and good fortune shall come your way and, if I may say that: Sometimes the people closest to us say the things that hurt us the most. It doesn’t mean they are right, not at all. You are you and nothing about you is wrong and what you love, what you identify as, what lives in your heart, that is truly you and nothing can change that, no one can take that away. It is true and it is and it’s you.


When his partner tells him why they have been more self-conscious and worried lately, he sits down with them to talk about it.

“I don’t give a single fuck what other people think.” He says seriously and gently takes their hands in his, giving them ample time and keeping the grip loose enough that they can pull away if they don’t want any touch right now. “You are you and I love you. No one but you decides who you are or how you feel. Other people don’t live in your body, they don’t know your fucking mind, they don’t get to decide jack shit.”

He shuffles a bit closer, lightly bumping their knees together. “I love you.” He says, frowning and sincere. “If other people can’t accept you the way you are, that is their fucking problem.”

Reaching up with one hand, he gently rubs a calloused thumb along their cheek. “No one, no fucking one, gets to decide anything about you. Only you decide anything. Be who you are, I have your back.” He presses a soft, warm kiss against their forehead. “I’m fucking proud of you and happy to be with you, nothing changes that.


He frowns a little when his partner tells him what happened and how they’re feeling. Once they finish, he gently takes their hand in his, rubbing a soothing thumb over the back of their hand.

“I think that this person is wrong.” He says, voice quiet and sure. Todoroki holds their gaze, serious and honest. “You are you and no one has the right to tell you differently. No one has the right to decide how you feel or what you identify with or what makes you feel at home.”

He reaches up with his free hand to gently brush along a strand of their hair and he rests his hand against their cheek. “Only you know how you feel and how you think. You are the one who can decide anything when it comes to yourself.”

He brushes a kiss against their forehead. “I love you and I am proud of you. You are wonderful and I hope you know that.” Todoroki gives their hand a soft, reassuring squeeze. “You can always count on me, I will support you in this and everything else. You are who you are and I love you for it.”


He feels a small frown pulling at his brows and gently takes his partner’s hand. Midoriya moves a bit closer when their fingers curl around his and he softly presses their legs together.

“I love you.” He says and gives their hand a small squeeze. His gaze is sincere and open, warm and direct. “All of you and who you are. You decide who you are and where you belong. No one has the right to take that away from you, nor can they truly take what you wish to keep.”

He brushes their shoulders together and he wraps his free arm around them when his love sways into the touch. For a moment, he just holds them, thinking over what to say and giving them support, before he lifts the hand in his to kiss their knuckles.

“Don’t let anyone decide any of these things for you.” He says quietly, gently and firmly. “Only you know how you feel and what it is that makes you happy, what you know deep in your heart to be true, what is part of yourself. And that is you, all of it and no one can take that away. I love you for every single part that you are and I will always have your back.” He rests his forehead against theirs. “You decide, not anyone else and I believe in you.”

baby-baby-boo  asked:

Oh ok! Could you do a seventeen gif reaction to their famous girlfriend singing Why Don't You Love Me by Beyoncé and looking at them throughout the whole performance? I hope this isn't too complicated, thank you in advance though dolls💕

Hi there it’s not too complicated at all but I think they would have similar responses, I’ll try my best with this though and hope you like how it turns out my dear and sorry if it’s bad!



Originally posted by scoupstv

Ashamed. Had he not loved you enough? Was this song really for him? Was he not showing you enough affection? Why didn’t he notice you were upset? He would continue to ponder these things and have a very serious talk with you, hoping to be better for you if you wanted to stay with him.


Originally posted by rappershua

Confused. Was he making you give him too much attention and not giving you enough? Did he not tell you he loved you enough? Was he not enough? Obviously you wanted more from him so he’ll do his best to give you what you need from him.


Originally posted by visual-17

Hurt. He thought everything was going well. Was it his job? Was it your job? Was there just not enough time between the two of you being so busy? He wanted to be perfect for you and obviously he’d let you down, he’s going to be blaming himself for a long time.


Originally posted by wonnhao

Angry. Not really at you but at the situation. How had it come to this? How did the two of you get to this point? Did it really have to come so far? Why didn’t he see the signs before?


Originally posted by lerxpoe

Sad. He’s been trying really hard he thought. Maybe he wasn’t enough. What if his best just wasn’t good enough for you? What if this was the end for the two of you? He doesn’t want to lose you but also doesn’t quite know what to do but he’ll learn and try his hardest.


Originally posted by allurity

Shocked. He loved you how could this happen? What was even happening? Was this just a song? But why were you looking at him that way? Did he do something wrong? He thought you guys were close and had a special bond, was it just him?


Originally posted by mountean

Quiet. He knew he was bad at expressing himself, but this? Was he really that bad? Did he spend too much time on his work? Did he forget one too many special days? He’ll slowly begin to panic on the inside but remain calm outwardly, he can’t lose you - he won’t lose you he’s already made you his whole world he just has to show you that right?


Originally posted by jongindiaries

Indecisive. He doesn’t know whether to jam and cheer you on or to really focus on what lyrics you’re belting out as your eyes bore into his. Once reality sinks in he settles and can’t believe what he’s hearing. He doesn’t love you? Since when? He doesn’t need you? Who said? What were you going on about? What kind of song was this? Who picked this song? There was so much that needed to be talked about later.


Originally posted by sunkissedhao

Reserved. He didn’t expect such a thing from you and he didn’t quite know how to feel about it. Did he ask you about it? Did he let it go for now? Was it just a song or did you really feel that way? He wasn’t sure what to do so will take his time before making any decisions.


Originally posted by wonnhao

Queasy. He was breaking out in a nervous sweat and fidgeting in his seat, wasn’t this performance over yet? He really needed to talk to you? Did you really mean those things you said? Are you done with him? Was he mean to you? He keeps thinking back to those little bickering moments you had and mentally slaps himself for being so stubborn. He’ll fix this, he has to fix this.


Originally posted by strawberryboo

Disbelieving. How could you sing this song with such a fire in your eyes? What had he ever done that was even that bad? He couldn’t think of anything that would set this off. Was it something he said? Was it something he did? Was it just him all together? Was did this mean?


Originally posted by sneezes

Vernoff. At this point he couldn’t even make sense of breathing let alone what was happening. Those words hit him so hard he’s just beside himself with worry and where does he even begin in a situation like this? He thought he was doing good with you, that you were good together, but you’ve just shattered his entire world with one song and he may take some time to straighten his thoughts.


Originally posted by litaeral

Scared. Before you he’s never connected with anybody so well and now here you were saying he didn’t love you? How does he react to that? What does he do to show you what you mean to him? He’s not equipped to deal with this kind of situation, he’ll need a lot of help and time to deal with this and to get to a better place for you. 

Niles/Leon C-S Support

Written by  starciti


Niles: Well, hello, handsome.

Leon: Oh? And who might you be?

Niles: Most call me Niles. Though, I wouldn’t mind being called something else, if it’s coming from a mouth as pretty as yours.

Leon: My, aren’t we forward? You know, where I come from, I know some people who wouldn’t hesitate to strike you if you said something like that to them.

Niles: Is that a promise?

Leon: It most certainly is. Though, unfortunately for you, apparently, I’m not one of them.

Niles: Hmm. How disappointing.

Leon: Sorry, Niles. If you want to be beaten, you’ll have to take it upon yourself. Or perhaps ask (y/n)? The Tenth Stratum shows mercy to no one, or so I’ve heard.

Niles: You know, most would think it cruel to help someone wound themselves.

Leon: I’m just looking out for you, dear. Besides, I’m not one to judge; we all have our preferences, yes?

Niles: Yes, I must agree… you are very interesting, do you know that?

Leon: Ha! I’m not sure if that’s a compliment, but I’ll thank you anyways. You’re quite the character yourself, you know.

Niles: Oh, I know. But I think you’re far more interesting than I. Tell me, what’s your name?

Leon: Flattery, huh? That’ll get you… somewhere, I suppose. My name is Leon. You’ll want to remember that, I’m sure.

Niles: Oh, believe me, I won’t forget. I’ll be saying your name quite a bit, tonight.

Leon: Ha! You have fun with that. Listen, I have some things to get around to, but this has been fun. I’ll see you around, Niles.

Niles: Hmm… Interesting…

[Niles and Leon have reached support rank C.]


Niles: Well, well, if it isn’t Leon.

Leon: It’s nice to see you again, Niles. Though, it looks like you’ve worked up quite a sweat there. Working hard?

Niles: You could say that. (y/n) hasn’t been going easy on us when it comes to training, lately.

Leon: Well, can you blame him/her? The Training Stratums may be difficult, but the Tempest Trials are another story entirely. Even I needed some training, and that’s saying something!

Niles: Hmm. I can’t argue with you there.

Leon: You know, Niles, I’ve noticed something interesting, recently.

Niles: Oh? Do tell.

Leon: Well, you’ve been more… tame around me, as of late.

Niles: Would you prefer my tongue to be sharper? I can make that happen.

Leon: Oh, I don’t mind either way, really. I just find it interesting.

Niles: Oh?

Leon: Well, you’re crude to a fault around most, and I’m sure you know it. Did I not hear you harassing our poor (y/n) about the ‘provocative shape’ of his/her weapon, the other day?

Niles: Ooh, that was fun… But, yes, I’m well aware that I have a… colorful vocabulary. There’s just a reason for it.

Leon: Really? I just assumed it was a personality trait of yours.

Niles: Well, you’re not entirely wrong. It is a trait of mine, it’s just one that I’ve developed on purpose. I had an, ah, interesting childhood, to say the least; I’ve no room in my life for people who lack compassion, you see.

Leon: I do see. So, you make most of what you say provocative to see how people react, and if they’re too put off by it, then you don’t bother with them.

Niles: You’re smarter than I thought, Leon. But, yes, you’ve got it; the more people I offend, the fewer I have to put up with.

Leon: An interesting way of doing things, but an effective one nonetheless.

Niles: All save for you, that is. I hardly ever find myself putting up with you. Daresay, I might even enjoy your company.

Leon: Well, of course you do. Still, it’s nice to know I’ve passed your test, Niles.

Niles: You should feel good about it. But as much as I love your company, I’m afraid I have to get back to training. I’ll see you later, Leon.

Leon: You as well, Niles.

Leon: …

Leon: Hmm. There’s something he’s not telling me…

[Niles and Leon have reached support rank B.]


Leon: Ah, Niles! Just the man I wanted to see.

Niles: Well, isn’t someone excited? To what do I owe this pleasure, Leon?

Leon: I’ve been thinking, lately, about a conversation we had. I think I’ve figured something out about it, and about you.

Niles: Oh? Do tell.

Leon: You lied to me.

Niles: I do a lot of lying, Leon. You’ll have to be more specific.

Leon: That’s… a little worrying. Either way, I’m talking about the other day — when we were talking about your, ah, vocabulary.

Niles: Oh? If I remember correctly, I told you the reasoning behind it. None of that was a lie, Leon. I’m afraid you might be mistaken.

Leon: On the contrary, my dear friend. You told me that there was a reason behind your crude words — when there’s more than one.

Niles: That seems a little nitpicky to me. But go ahead, go on — you’ve gotten me all interested.

Leon: Niles, you told me that you offend people so that you don’t have to deal with them. But I don’t think that’s the case; or at least, it isn’t all of it.

Niles: Mhmm…

Leon: Niles, I think that it’s not that you don’t like dealing with people; it’s that you don’t like dealing with losing them.

Niles: Wh- Excuse me?

Leon: Your reaction tells me that I might be right. You spoke of having a difficult childhood, didn’t you? You didn’t say more than that, but one can make assumptions. Niles, you don’t shut yourself away because you prefer to be alone; in fact, it’s because you fear it.

Niles: …

Leon: Niles?

Niles: Since when do you know more about me than I do?

Leon: You sound… angry. Niles, what’s —

Niles: Forget it. This isn’t an intervention. I don’t need to admit anything to you. Good day, Leon.

Leon: Wh- Niles, wait!

Leon: … Ugh. Well, that could have gone better…

[Niles and Leon have reached support rank A.]


Leon: There you are. Niles, I wanted to apologize for the other day.

Niles: Is that so?

Leon: Absolutely. I never should have tried to get under your skin like that. You’re the only one with the right to your past; I shouldn’t have pretended that I had it.

Niles: Well, it’s good that you’ve realized that. But it’s nothing to worry about, really; I wasn’t exactly nice to you, either.

Leon: You had every right to be rude to me, Niles.

Niles: Normally I would take advantage of that, but I really didn’t. Especially considering that nothing you said was wrong.

Leon: Excuse me?

Niles: You heard me. I hate to admit it, but you were right, Leon. My childhood… I spent it alone, on the streets, starving to death and praying for a release that never came. Those that I did interact with would use me, most of the time, for things less than savory; and when I had served my purpose, they discarded me, like a toy.

Leon: Oh, Niles… I’m so sorry. I never should have tried to assume anything.

Niles: Well, your assumptions were correct, if that means anything. I was under the service of Lord Leo for years, but in the end, I was discarded so that I could be summoned here, even if it wasn’t his choice. I can only assume I’ll end up being thrown away from here as well.

Leon: Don’t be so eager to jump to conclusions, Niles. Things could always change.

Niles: You’re optimistic in thinking that, Leon, but I doubt it. I’ve lost every person I’ve ever worked for or spoken with. Nohr was cruel to me, and Askr will be no different.

Leon: Seriously, I wouldn’t be so certain. But if I truly can’t convince you… then I suppose that now is a good time as any to give this to you.

Niles: Wh- Leon, is that — is that an engagement ring?

Leon: Ha, it certainly is. Do you like it? I had it made just for you.

Niles: I mean, it’s… it’s lovely, Leon, but— I still can’t wrap my head around this.

Leon: Oh, I thought you were smarter than that, Niles… Is it not obvious? I want to marry you. I’ve been told in the past that my standards for men were unreachable, but you’ve gone above and beyond them. Beneath those innuendos is a kind, strong, and certainly handsome man — you’ve brought interest in my life, and managed to capture my heart along the way. How could I not want to marry you?

Niles: …

Niles: Heh. You are something, you know that? You know how to see right through me. Past my lies, past my cruelty, and right into my heart.

Leon: So, does this mean—

Niles: Yes, Leon. I accept.

Leon: Wonderful. You’ve made me very happy today, Niles — I hope I can do the same for you.

Niles: I don’t doubt that you will. But if we’re to be married, I hope you know that I won’t censor myself any longer.

Leon: Ah, of course not— it’s who you are, Niles, I wouldn’t have you any other way. I love you.

Niles: And I, you. But now that we’re together… let’s have some fun, shall we?

[Niles and Leon have reached support rank S.]

anonymous asked:

Hi, I don't know how to start asks :D I was wondering what other ships you'd be willing to write about? Also, maybe a Radmond fic where the two are stuck in an awkward situation? Loveyourstories:3

First of all Nonny, same. I never know how to start asks so don’t worry ‘bout that! As for the ships I’m willing to write about… Get out your pen and paper kids, time for some notes! 

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anonymous asked:

Same anon who requested the romantic hcs with shy & quiet but kind & patient s/o. Don't worry. I still love it. Can I ask for the same prompt but with TFP Smokescreen, Wheeljack & Ultra Magnus? Only if you don't mind of course :)

Why hello anon, nice to see you came back! Of course I don’t mind!


  • This kid is very smart, even though people don’t realise it
  • You try to take advantage of this by getting him to help you with your homework
  • “I’m not doing your paper for you.”       
  • “I will expose you and tell everyone that you read human fanfiction in your spare time”       
  • “You wouldn’t dare.”       
  • “I would d a r e”
  • Is very encouraging
  • But he will also be protective and know when to hold you back
  • “No.”
  •  But sometimes you will be shy and quiet and you’ll just sit on his shoulder and admire the happenings of the base
  • One time you were so quiet everyone forgot you were there
  • In your defense, you had fallen asleep
  • You like to insult each other’s species when bored
  • “You only live for around eighty years”
  • “I could touch you with a rusty pipe and you’d probably die”
  • “Shut up.”
  • You once overheard Optimus and Ultra Magnus talking about events in the base and offhandedly remark that you and Smokey were the cutest couple ever
  • That was the day you found out that squealing causes two fully grown Cybertronion warriors to panic


  • It all started when everyone forgot you were at the base
  • You were so quiet
  • Damn it why are you so quiet
  • But then Wheeljack sped through the base and gave you such a fright that for the first time in your life you got really really angry and started screaming about how he needs to shut up and respect the sanctity of silence
  • Yeah that was the moment he decided he hated you
  • Until, somehow, he fell in love
  • That’s the story
  • At first, he thought you were as boring as Magnus
  • But then he realised you were more like a shyer version of Miko
  • And suddenly he was falling for you
  • Ever since then everyone jokes about how you must be soulmates/sparkmates because you complete each other
  • You are his quieter and shyer side
  • He is your dangerous and maniacal side  
  • Forehead kisses
  • Him acting tough but really he’s a smol precious child who needs protection
  • You tend to fall asleep on his shoulder a lot
  • Pillow fights when he’s in human form (since it’s canon that all cybertrionians have holo-forms)
  • And tickle fights
  • so
  • many
  • tickle fights
  • Not to mention movie nights because he can definitely pick a good movie
  • You definitely marathoned Star Wars at least twice
  • Oh the amount of cheesy pickup lines you two use on each other
  • Buying souvenir stickers when you two go somewhere on holiday
  • And sticking them all over him before running off
  • Because he absolutely hates stickers of any sorts
  • Don’t worry, you two will laugh about it later
  • Tons of subtle, chaste kisses on the cheek

Ultra Magnus

  • Oh. Oh. Oh no.
  • Basically the words that went through his mind when he realised what was happening
  • He had to check the research it at least three thousand times before finally accepting that he had a thing called a “crush”
  • He was very confused at first
  • Very cautious to even start a relationship, platonic or otherwise, because of his high status and past predicaments and the fact that he is not very good at conveying emotion or feelings
  • He’s never had a real relationship, like, ever
  • Unless you count the bond between himself and his reg book
  • After a while he started to accept the thoughts and feelings that came with being in a relationship
  • Don’t forget the first time you told him you loved him
  • At first he’s a big red, stuttering mess but give it a minute and… he’s still a mess
  • After the initial shock, he will become very protective of you
  • Not to the point where he doesn’t allow you to talk to friends, he knows that that’s going too far, but if at anyone looks at you for too long he’ll probably make them clean the entire base 
  • This thing called “love” may be new to him but it is very powerful
  • You tend to be very busy with either University work or just work in general so you cant see him much
  • Holo-form Magnus is the best because that way you two can spend time together in public without people judging you too much
  • And of course the ability to cuddlewhile he is in holo-form might as well be the best thing ever
  • Note to self, thank Primus later
  • Lots of falling asleep on each other in the most random places (holo-form style of course, we don’t want a pancake human do we?)
  • When he finally gets the time to spend with you, he doesn’t let you go
  • Like, at all
  • Holo-form Magnus actually followed you to the bathroom once in a sleepy daze and got slapped in the face
  • He now makes sure he is fully awake before stepping out of bed 
  • Really likes it when you hug him, only you can do it, no one else
  • Since you tend to be shy and more reserved than other humans he has met, he has to remember to not speak to loudly or too harshly to you or around you
  • Everyone is so damn shocked that he actually found someone to love, because I mean, he is more emotionless than a brick
  • You are thanked daily by the team for keeping him in line
  • You are usually confused

Ahhhh so yeah. That actually took me two days to write because I kept getting sidetracked and then I moved house yesterday and then had heaps of homework and ugh. So yeah.

Hope you enjoyed it my dear Anon


Pointed teeth and pointed ears

[For @classy-sassy-enjolrassy, Courferre first meeting, fantasy AU, ~800 w.]

Ten minutes. Courfeyrac raises his lantern in frustration. He’s busy for ten damn minutes and Marius is just gone. Courfeyrac knows he is hardly one to talk. His attention is all over the place and yes he did spend the majority of his childhood chasing after butterflies, but at least he makes enough noise to be easily followed. His feet thump on the ground and his laugh is loud enough to be heard for miles. Marius just sort of…wanders off in silence.

“Marius?” he calls out.

A window opens and a kind-looking woman leans out. “Something the matter, dear?”

Courfeyrac flashes her a strained smile. “I’m looking for my friend.”

She looks him up and down. “Oh!” she says. “You’re one of the elf boys that took a room with Louison.”

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milimonera  asked:

Hey, I think your art is amazing! And I really admire you. You're probably super busy so It's okay if I never get anything back but.... I've recently lost a lot of my motivation to draw. I have a lot of ideas rolling around in my head, but I don't think I good enough to write them down or execute them. Even if it's just for me, I've had a lot of trouble coming out of this rut. Thank you for your time.

Hi! ^w^/ Thank you very much for your kind words dear <3 !!!

I must say that I can understand your state really well as I live it periodically. That’s the case of lots of people I think :/ Motivation can be so capricious. I’m going to give you my point of view on your situation, hoping that it will help you somehow.

Firstly, just don’t give up if you feel that drawing makes you feel good in your body and soul (I’m only talking about the act of drawing, not the goals or ideas you set on it).
Secondly, I think you really should write down your ideas and even make quick sketches of them, that way you will never forget them (that’s what I do too when I’m in the “I’m just a piece of garbage I can’t draw” or “I don’t have the time/motivation for that project now” mood).

Motivation can come in lots of different situations. For drawing it could simply be your love for the act of drawing, your love for expressing your way of thinking, your love for a show, a movie, a book, creating your own story, etc. Unfortunately that motivation can quickly fade away because you feel stuck, you don’t feel like improving. But let me tell you that’s an illusion. The more you do and understand what you want to achieve, the more you’ll improve. You stay stuck only if you decide to stay stuck.

I will describe improvement as a circle of different mind states. When you draw you don’t often see the improvements you make. You just draw. You draw and try to create something that pleases you and/or that you see in your head. Then you can feel easily discouraged as it doesn’t often turn out as planned in the end. Either you give up, out of hope and patience, or you keep drawing even if the result never satisfies you. If you choose the second way then one day, while drawing and/or looking back at what you’ve done in the past few days/months/years, you will notice changes and differences in your work, things that will get clearer in your eyes. That’s the “new hope” state, the one where you go “omg yes well I climbed some steps, I feel a bit less worried now, I should keep going”. That moment is quite brief but take it, take it to get more strength to keep drawing. Because then you will maybe pass the “drawing flood” phase (when you just can’t stop drawing) to fall back little by little into the “depression/obstacle” phase because you can’t see the improvements anymore again.  

So just keep drawing and practicing besides your ideas and projects if you feel stuck with them. You must not be discouraged because you think you can’t represent that idea right now. Just try to get a mental image of it and draw it right now without any pressure. If the result doesn’t turn out well enough for you, keep that idea for later, it’s never too late to try it again don’t worry. Just practice and observe something else or a part of that idea in the meantime, the day will come when you’ll see a better way to draw that project “in its entirety”.
Study what is around you physically and/or spiritually, what others have made in the past, look out for what you want (or don’t want) to achieve in your art. Search for your interests and study them, try taking some art challenges to find more inspiration and will to create.

Also don’t forget that what you have in mind will never be identical to the concrete creation nor perfect (as that word doesn’t even mean anything because purely relative and subjective). You need to accept equally your body acting and mind construction, not only your mind. You have to learn to accept that your hand ended up making those lines like this or those strokes like that. I’m not saying you always have to, but sometimes yes. It can even give you access to new ideas and possibilities of representation. The hardest thing is to find a good balance between your mental construction and physical gestures and creation, a balance between freedom and control. You must juggle between what you accept or refuse from your body acts in order to form a structure that suits your goals.

Another little tip: don’t try to “finish” a piece in one go (if it’s not part of a challenge of course). Draw it, put it in your folders for some hours/days/even months or years sometimes then come back to have a “rested” view on it. You will see a bit better what you need to retouch. Don’t hesitate to ask people some constructive reviews on your work if you’re stuck, if your vision is too tired to notice what is the cause of that “something is off but I don’t know what” thought.  

If you’re like me, you will never feel good enough at drawing. So JUST DO IT! Just do it now without any pressure, you will still be able to do it again later anyway as I already said. Nothing is never lost in drawing, you’re always practicing and learning something :)

I really hope I will help you and the others who struggle with that too, don’t hesitate to ask me back if I wasn’t clear enough about something or if you’ve got some other questions or remarks, I’ll do my best to answer you \^w^/

anonymous asked:

I HOPE YOU ARE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF DEAR ❤️ if you don't mind, and it's okay to refuse the whole idea, can I request a scenario where Todoroki's S/O has a swapping quirk? Where they can literally swap with anything, including dust particles and Todoroki is terrified that they might one day swap with him while he is in danger?

Thanks you your kind words anon~~ This is really cool quirk! I hope you like this scenario~

Todoroki had invited his s/o to his dorm room to come ‘hang out with him’, but they obviously knew it was for another reason. He was so withdrawn that outside of being with Izuku and Iida, socialising was something he rarely did. So when they opened the door to his room, a small smile on their face as they saw him, he could tell they were a little lost.

He motioned for them to sit by him, his mismatched gaze meeting with theirs. “I want to ask you a question.” He said evenly, once they’d settled beside him. They were wearing clothes that looked comfortable and well worn - he knew the outfit was one of their favourites as they often wore it when they watched movies together.

“Of course, Shouto. What’s bothering you?” Their voice sounded concerned, their face drawn to match their tone; slightly crinkled brow, mouth still slightly parted. 

“It’s about your quirk. Today, when we were paired together and Bakugou attacked me, I was really worried about you.” His partner tilted their head, as if to say ‘why would you be?’ “I know you’re protective of me, but I never want you to put yourself in harms way for my sake.” 

His partner smiled almost guiltily at him. “Shouto, I love you. Of course I’m going to want to use my quirk to protect yo-”

“No.” His voice was firm, but worry edged his tone. He took his partners hand in his. “I don’t want you to. Please, (y/n), don’t ever let yourself get hurt for me?” 

They met his gaze, then smiled softly and squeezed his hand. “If it puts your mind at ease, then,” They sighed almost theatrically, “I promise.” 

He squeezed their hand back, shyly pressing a kiss to their forehead. “I love you, (y/n).” He confessed into their hair, feeling their arms wrap around his to bring him into a warm hug. 

“I love you too, Shouto.”

I...I Just Cannot Trust Myself...

“Is everything alright, Tori?”


Toriel blinked, realizing she had been staring into the steaming, golden liquid in her teacup. She glanced up at the male boss monster sitting across from her, his eyes glistening in concern. She cursed mentally; why did she always make him worry? It made her wonder just why he was so insistent that she move in with him. 

“Oh, yes,” she murmured quickly. “I am fine.”

“You just looked so…distant,” said Asgore. He shifted a bit in his chair; he might’ve missed Toriel’s butterscotch pies a little too much. “Are you sure you are fine?”

“Of course, dear.” Toriel tried to put on a reassuring smile. Asgore narrowed his eyes. He might not have been the smartest monster, but he had always been able to tell when Toriel was upset. He leaned forward, slowly resting his hand on hers. Toriel met his eyes, feeling herself heat up beneath her fur.

“Talk to me,” Asgore told her, his voice warm and inviting. Toriel sighed.

"Oh, alright,” she said. Her companion flashed her a reassuring smile as he sat back. “I…I was thinking of…getting a teacher’s permit.”

“Hmm…” muttered the ex-king thoughtfully. This news wasn’t really a surprise to him. Long ago, back when they were young and still in their courtship, Toriel had expressed her desire of being a teacher. After they were trapped in the Underground, Toriel set aside that dream to rule as Queen, but would often teach the youth from time to time. Now that the monsters were free and had no need for a monarchy, Toriel could become a teacher, like she always wished. Why, then, had she looked so upset at the idea?

“That sounds nice,” Asgore continued. “I’m sure you would make a wonderful teacher.”

“I am not so sure…” 

“And why is that?”

“Do not forget what I have done, Asgore. The only reason we are sitting here today is because of the lives I had to take. The humans, especially the ones who hate our kind, know that I killed the six humans who fell. Do you honestly think they would trust me to teach their children? I…” Toriel choked on her words as tears began to form in her eyes. "I cannot even trust myself. What if…what if I become that woman again? That savage who–”

Toriel suddenly gasped as her old lover’s arms wrapped around her. Her body began to shiver as she felt his warmth and took in his sweet, floral scent. His touch…it felt so wrong, so undeserved…and yet, she could not push him away.

“Asgore…” she whispered into his ear.

“Oh, Tori,” Asgore cooed. “Aren’t you always the rational one? I know you would never harm a soul without reason. This is your dream; you mustn’t be afraid to follow it.”

“Asgore, I…I just cannot trust myself…”

“Then trust in me. I know you can do this, Toriel. You are an incredible, intelligent woman. You just need to stay determined.” Asgore slowly pulled away, returning to his chair. Toriel felt her heart ache; if only he had held her a few seconds longer…

“Oh, Gorey,” said Toriel. “You…you old sap.” Asgore let out a hearty laugh at that, and Toriel couldn’t help but chuckle as well.

“Indeed. You might as well start calling me “Sapgore Dreemurr”.” Toriel laughed again, even louder this time. God, how she loved that fuzzy fool…

“Well…I suppose there is no harm in trying, is there?” Toriel finally asked.

“That’s the spirit.” Asgore beamed at her. “You will be just fine, love. I know it.”

Toriel smiled down at her tea, feeling her cheeks begin to heat up. 

“Thank you, Gorey. Thank you so much.”

Oh, look at that, more Underswap Asgoriel stuff. Will it ever end? (I dunno, depends on how many ideas I have for it, but I hope it’s never *wink*) And featuring another sprite I made myself, sitting Asgore (as well as the tea and saucers). 

anonymous asked:

How would the karasuno babies comfort their SO if they found out that their SO was told by their college prep teacher that they shouldn't even bother entering into college because they don't have the brains for it? (Ps. I adore your blog, continue on being perfect lovely creatures!)

(Thank you! You’re too kind, dear anon. ;.;)

His face lined with grim determination, Sawamura would look them straight in the face as he placed his hands on their shoulders and said: “That’s complete nonsense! Of course you will get into college. From now on, I’ll help you study and prepare for entrance exams. If you encounter any problem, we’ll give our best to solve it together. You’ll definitely make it!”

Sugawara would pull his partner into a hug and let them cry as much as they needed. When they had calmed down again, he’d wipe the last tears from their cheeks and touch his forehead to theirs. “Don’t give up just because your teacher said those things. I know you can do it and we both know you’re a smart cookie! Don’t let those words discourage you from giving it your all and if you ever need help in any way, I’ll do my best to provide you with it!”

It would break Asahi’s glass heart to see his significant other so upset and his arms would tremble slightly as he let them fall against him, but as they buriedtheir head in his chest and sobbed into his shirt, he’d take a few deep breaths to collect himself. He’d place his chin on top of their head and say in a serious voice: “I firmly believe that you can make it and I will support you as best as I can!

Ennoshita would shake his head in disbelief – why would a teacher say something so horrible to a hard-working student? Taking his partner’s hands in his and and giving them a firm squeeze, he’d look them in the eyes. Worry about their well-being would be palpable on his face, but his voice would be steady when he said: “Don’t let those cruel words get to you! You do have the brains to make it into college. Let’s revise your notes together and work hard to show him just how wrong he is!

Tanaka would be hella upset upon hearing what the teacher had said to his significant other. Knowing there was nothing he could do – it’s not like he could pick a fight with a teacher after all – he’d clench his hands into fists and let out a string of curses, so that his partner might even have to calm him down again. Eventually, he’d let out a last puff of angry air before turning towards them again. “What the hell, that’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard! Of course you have the brains to make it! You’ll definitely make it, rub it so hard in that bastard’s face and see what they have to say then!

Much like Tanaka, Nishinoya would be extremely angry and need some time to calm down his temper before he could even think about offering any kind of comfort to his partner. With a grim look still chiseled on his face, he’d grab them by the shoulders and say heatedly: “You’re not getting discouraged over something like that, right? I know you’ve got more than enough brains to prove them wrong! I may not be able to help you with your studies, but I’ll cheer you on and support you in any way I can! That person is not gonna get away with saying something like that! Let’s show them how wrong they are!” A wild grin would slowly spread on his features and his eyes would practically be burning with determination.

Hinata could clearly see they were upset and it wasn’t that he didn’t think they had all reason to be, yet genuine surprise would line his face as he tilted his head and uttered: “I don’t understand why they would say something like that, but what I do know is that they’re dead wrong.” He’d blink a few times, before grabbing their hands and finally offering them one of his brightest smiles. “You’re smart and have enough determination to achieve your goals and as long as you give it your best I know you can do everything so don’t let that drag you down!

Kageyama’s face would set into a frown, his whole mien becoming so livid in a matter of seconds it was almost scary. “The only one without brains is your teacher! You won’t let someone like that talk you down, will you?” He’d shout, startling his partner with the intensity of his outburst. Yet, as Kageyama kept glowering, they could feel the will to fight, to prove their teacher wrong spark to life.

Worry would be lining Yamaguchi’s face, but at the same time he’d feel a wave of anger surge through him. He couldn’t believe the teacher had said such a horrible thing! Hugging his significant other tightly, he’d let them cry their heart out, feeling his own lips tremble slightly at seeing them so upset. Eventually, he’d pull back just enough so he could look them in the eyes. “I understand how upsetting this must have been for you, but you shouldn’t give up now. I know you can do it and I-I’ll make sure to help you in any way I can!

Tsukishima would feel bad for them, but it wasn’t like he could do anything about what had happened. So he’d let out a small sigh and lift his partner’s chin up to look them straight in the eyes. “You really are an idiot if you let this get to you. Instead,” he said, before his exasperated expression slowly turned into a smirk, “let’s make sure you’ll prove them wrong!

~ Bekki

'At least I can still look at you from afar.' Imagine being close to Elrond and getting badly wounded attacking the orcs hunting the Company. He attends to you personally because he fears losing you like Celebrain.

Notes: Some fluff and heartache

Character including: Arwen, Elladan and Elrohir, Elrond.

Pairing: Elrond x Reader (unspoken feelings though)

Riding fast riding fierce you shoot one orc and warg after another. Buying the dwarves and the wizard some time to reach the safe tunnel. Your comrades and Lord Elrond are with you. Or better your behind them. Elrond told you before they left Rivendell to stay by his side all along but that was easier said than done.

Since you had come to the last homely house Lord Elrond and his children admire you deeply. Well one more than the other but you did not now that. 

You hadn’t attend on purpose to ride to Rivendell in the first place. You met the Lords twins when they were attacked by some orcs near the misty mountains and you came to the rescue. All the way you rode back to their home. Elladan were hurt. Not too badly but still painfully so that you used your sacred healing skills on him.

Becoming close with Arwen and her brothers you would stay. Using your skill in battle and healing to serve in Imladris. You developed feelings for the Lord but knew they will remain unanswered. So you hid them, not knowing that Elrond is doing the same.

You were some hundred foot away from the others to chase an orc down, you suddenly feel a sharp stinging in your left thigh. 

Damn I’m shot!

A poisoned arrow is stuck in your upper thigh. A morgul blade. Immensely pain runs through your body, you let go of the reins. Falling off your horse, striking the ground hard and gasping in pain. Swearing you take the arrow out and muffle the screams biting down on your other hand. You didn’t even notice the orc who had shot you down, is coming dangerously close on his warg. 

Hearing loud neighing you look up in shock to see your horse, your loyal companion, trying to fight off the orc. Kicking and running around to distract the warg from you.

The orc had unmounted his riding animal and makes his way to you, he whips out his black dagger holding it above his head. You try to crawl backwards pressing your hand on the flesh wound which is overflowing with blood. 

Did he hit the artery?! it cross your mind.

He laughs darkly and steps with full strength on your wound.

A scream reaches Elronds ear. A female yell loaded with such immense pain he turned around. His eyes widening, ’(Y/N)!’ ,he turns his horse and runs it to full speed.

Not knowing your savior is on his way, already bending his bow, you bring the warg rider down by driving your dagger into his right knee. Shrill shrieking he falls upon you, in his rage driving his dagger into your shoulder. That was the moment when an elvish arrow finds its target. Directly through the orcs head.

The dark haired elf jumps off his horse and runs to your side. Falls to his knees and lift you in his arms. Your coughing and panting, the poison takes its effect on you. Your shoulder is bleeding and your tight burns like fire still leaking.

’(Y/N)! No no no no please!’

‘My Lord…’ you say smiling up at him.

He touches your wounds softly and flinches.

'My Lord Elrond.. I was too slow. I’m sorry.’

'Don’t apologize! I’ll take care of you. Your gonna be fine!’


'Don’t speak!’

'My wounds aren’t that bad, my Lord. I do not feel pain anymore. Your healing is as greatly as they say.’ you chuckle softly and close your eyes. Darkness serounding you. Only the distant voice of Elrond screaming your name is reaching you.

'I am so sorry I’m not her.’


Elrond stopped in his movements. He was checking on your wounds everyday. No on else is allowed to go near you. Only to assist him if at all possible. He and his hunters rushed home and started immediately healing you until he fell unconscious. Arwen was there and the twins to help. Worried sick until you finally woke up.

She is talking in her sleep again Elrond thinks and continues his checking. You wake up.

'Hello.’ you smile tiredly.

’(Y/N)…’ he whispers softly and smiles back.

His daughter enters the room and hugs you gently. Arwen is happy to see you recovering greatly and blinks away a tear. Elladan and Elrohir arrive, surrounding your bed. With blushed cheeks Elladan speaks to you:

'I’m so glad your recovering.. Eh I mean we are!’

'Thank you. Your too kind.’ a bright smile graces your face and Elrond feels his heart warming up. 

'Eeeh brother why you blushing?’ ,Elrohir bumps his elbow in his twins side, 'It’s because of (Y/N) isn’t it. Forget it! She is not in your league.’

'What?! Elrohir you-!’ his twin starting to get angry.

'He’s like that since you healed him (Y/N). Always dreaming about you.’

'Shut your mouth brother! Your one to talk. Remember the time when you tried to-..’

'Noooo don’t say it!’

'Ah again fighting over (Y/N) you two?' 

Glorfindel asks, who stands in the room al of a sudden, facing you: 

'Don’t worry they doing this all the time. It’s fun to watch. It’s your choice who you will marry.’ the Balrog slayer winks with a huge grin.

You blushed immediately and lower your head, facing your hands which cling to the blanket. It’s not like you didn’t considered. For your feelings to the Lord will be rejected you rejoiced by the thought the twins have apparently fell for you.


'You go for it (Y/N)!’ the dark haired elven lady, sitting on your beds side, laughs


Arwen is laughing and the twins are arguing with a still grinning Glorfindel. Elronds heart grows heavy. He did all he could to save you and it succeed. But he was loosing you in some other way. His sons deserved to be happy, could he really gave up on you?

No. I won’t be able to. But at least she can be with me though her heart is with someone else. I can look at you from afar (Y/N).

'My Lord Elrond how are your feelings for (Y/N)?'  Glorfindel asks smirking.

'She is dear to my heart.’ the elf Lord answers still in his thoughts.


Silence. Shocked and surprised faces turning to him.

Glorfindel coughs slightly: 'Haaumph I just wanted to know who you think is the better match for (Y/N)?’

Realizing what he just had said in front of his family, friend and love he couldn’t say another word. He makes his way to left the room. Stopping in the doorway he replies with a deep and strong voice: 

'No one. No one will be ever good enough. Not even my own kin.’

I hope you like it. I have some free time these days so I can try myself to write some drabbles. Sorry for all grammatical mistakes :)

Nohrian Festival: Leo’s Special Illustration + Convo

As requested!

Soooo… Did you know that Leo is fond of tomatoes? He’s fond of tomatoes. Like, REALLY fond of them.

They don’t state exactly what his costume is supposed to be. It looks like a slightly simpler and different color version of the “vampire” costume that Anna provides for Subaki, so Leo’s too is probably supposed to be a vampire costume. Although, to me it looks more like a typical young early/mid 19th century young man’s formal suit. …Which is precisely what Dracula and other movie vampires wear, isn’t it. Heh. 

(I’ve seen other sites say that Subaki’s suit is a prince costume, but Anna refers to it as belonging to “a sucker of blood,” and that sounds like a vampire to me. Of course, it could be a vampire prince, or a really bloodthirsty prince… Wait, why am I talking so much about Subaki here?! This is about Leo! And tomatoes!)

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