omg what is this i am so confused yet i am so happy!

anonymous asked:

hey i was wondering if u could do a drunk confession thing with v and saeran please!! the first two where amazing 🐆it'd be great thank u i love ur writing

omg thank you so much lovely anon! ^^ I actually am quite mad at myself for not including these two because i love them lmao also holy crap its almost the choi bois birthday i need to do something for them 

a Saeran + V version of these  posts

Drunk RFA V + Saeran


  • This sunshine rarely gets drunk and is usually with Jumin when he is but tonight he is indulging himself in wine, surrounded with pictures of MC let’s say he’s not blind for this one
  • It sounds creepy and he knows it probably is but the growing love he has for her really cannot be contained at this moment
  • It has always been Rika who filled his thoughts but after all that’s happened he finally found peace within himself to move on and find his real sun
  • And that was MC
  • He learned to fall in love the healthy way and he felt really blessed that MC helped him throughout his journey
  • But is this man capable of being tainted by feelings of jealousy??
  • Yes
  • MC was on a date and he was feeling extra bitter that night
  • So when he was reaching for his phone, attempting to call her his eyes immediately widened
  • No he will not let her see him wreck himself like this
  • He still did it anyways
  • “V? What’s wrong are you okay?”
  • “Yes.. I’m fine”
  • “Why did you call? Should I come over? Is something the matter?”
  • “There is no matter but can you please come over?”
  • “I’ll be there”
  • When MC came, she was astounded by the amount of pictures surrounding the house and was more astonished by the man before her who reeked of alcohol
  • “MC my love” 
  • V hugged her tight 
  • He was being so uncharacteristical and she was confused until it registered in her brain what he called her
  • My love??
  • “V why are you drinking?”
  • “I am… displeased with myself”
  • “How come”
  • She held his cheek so tenderly V could feel his heart bursting with love
  • “I am such an unworthy man to have been jealous of your date today. I love you but it seems that I am too late”
  • “Oh V you were never too late. I only met up with him for a polite meal of gratitude, I was never romantically linked with him, it’s you I have my eyes on. I love you”
  • V felt so relieved and so happy he felt tears brimming his eyes as he kissed her so passionately
  • They spent the entire night cuddling and when morning came and their bodies were entangled with each other they felt so happy and content
  • Although V could feel a dull ache in his head, he was glad he remembered everything that went down last night
  • He was inhaling the scent of her hair as he pulled her close to him, never intending to let go


  • Living with MC and Saeyoung was such a chore
  • But the only reason he was so irritated was because they acted so much like a couple
  • He couldn’t stand being in the same room when they were being so touchy and smiley with each other
  • One time it was movie night and they were pressed up against each other like some married couple
  • But it was only because Saeyoung had put the popcorn too far MC had to scoot closer to properly get some
  • It bothered him so much to feel this way so one night, he escaped the eyes of his brother to get wasted in some club
  • He was only there for the drinks though and had no intention of entertaining the girls who were sticking their ass out in front of him
  • When he came home, Saeyoung was ready to fight him about his whereabouts but he shushed him saying that he had no time for it
  • He was walking properly no doubt but he was drunk enough to be bold and confused
  • So instead of going to his room he accidentally stumbled to MC’s
  • Cue his face getting hot at the sight 
  • She was curled up between the sheets and had this cute bedhead
  • He walked towards her despite the mental protest and ended up kneeling beside her bed
  • Stroking her hair he felt yet again another churn in his stomach and a squeeze at his chest
  • “Why do you make me feel like shit and this shit actually feels good? I hate you, I hate you for making me feel this way, I hate you for your stupid face and stupid actions, I hate you for trying to make me feel better I hate you I hate you”
  • MC woke up to this string of I hate you mantras and when she found out Saeran was the one saying them she wrapped her arms around his neck and pullled him
  • He stumbled and toppled towards her 
  • “Let go you idiot I hate you”
  • “No you don’t”
  • “Yes I do”
  • “I know you Saeran and you tell me these things everyday, i know you don’t”
  • He could feel MC nuzzling her face on her neck and his heart started racing 
  • “Lay beside me”
  • Curse his drunken decision making he actually listened
  • He had his back facing her but she wrapped her arms around his waist and Saeran tensed up
  • “So… warm”
  • When he was sure MC was deep in sleep, he carefully faced her and had his hands on the small of her back, trying to pull her closer, wanting to feel more of her
  • “I… love you”
  • Unknown to him, MC was smiling against his chest
  • The next morning, they were met by the screams of Saeyoung
  • “My own brother?? and MC?? in he same BED. I feel so betrayed”
  • “Shut up” 
  • Saeran was having none of his brother’s crying and buried his face in the mess of MC’s hair
  • “You two didn’t even have the decency to close the door, God knows what I might have seen. Stop polluting my innocent eyes”
  • “Fuck off Saeyoung I feel like absolute shit”
  • MC felt really worried because she knows he had a drink last night 
  • “Do you want me to get you some advil?”
  • She was about to get up when Saeran pulled her back down and was fiercely cuddling with her
  • “Stay”
  • She giggled and pressed a soft kiss to his head
  • “I love you too”
  • He groaned knowing she heard him last night but he wasn’t really complaining
When You Come Home (Epilogue)

Part OneTwo, Three12 Days

Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader

Summary: The real finale.

Warnings: Just have fun, honestly.

Word Count: 12,303


Wow, you guys. That’s seriously all we can say. Like man, it’s been an adventure of a lifetime, lemme just say that. I mean, we can’t believe we wrote this entire thing (and that alone was so much fun, holy moly), but the fact that you guys enjoyed it?

We’re seriously so emotional. You guys have no idea.

Thank you so much to all of you that joined us on this journey. It’s been such an honor to receive such incredible, touching compliments on a daily basis, and we can’t stress how much we truly love you. Our hearts are so full of love for each and every one of you, and we’re so grateful to have been able to share a part of our hearts (and insanity) with you.

I can’t tell you how much yelling has been going on behind the scenes– Well, I’m sure y’all could imagine, but take whatever you’re imagining and multiply it by ten thousand. All of this yelling has been because of all of you (this is supposed to be a sweet sentiment, just take it, we’re hoarse, omg).

Again, thank you so much for your support, kindness, and love. We love you all so much. Thank you for making us two very happy dorky nerds. You’re all so amazing.

And so it’s with great pleasure that we present to you the epilogue.

- Team GTNW -


As much as you wanted to jump right into the next chapter of your life with the absolute love of your life, you knew it was best to let time run its course. The two of you decided to spend some time apart to just let things rest for a while, to regroup and think about what comes next, to prepare for the journey that was to come.

You’d both come to the agreement that you’d spend the next two months living your own lives, submerging yourselves back in the mundanity of work, giving the universe a much needed break (or rather, maybe the universe needed to give you guys a break).

That was the plan. Except two weeks after your reunion on the fire escape, your phone dinged with a new text message.

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GoT Afterthoughts 7x04 The Spoils Of War (Jonsa Edition) SPOILERS

Ugh …so much drama with the leaking of this episode. It was extremely hard to keep myself unspoiled, but I managed (mostly). I know a lot of you have been waiting for this recap, so let’s get down to business …..

Wow. This episode felt so rushed! For the life of me, I will never understand D&D’s logic for cutting this season and the next short, for all the content they need to cram into them.

So, with that being said, we start this weeks episode off in High Garden (or is it Highgarden?). The Lannister and Tarly soldiers have cleaned out High Garden’s riches and food supply and have a caravan headed back to Kings Landing. Jamie gives Bronn his big bag of gold because “a Lannister always pays his debts” but Bronn still wants his castle. lol After poking fun at Jamie’s sour mood despite their victory, Bronn goes with Lord Tarly and Dickon to assist in getting the rest of the harvest. Winter is here, and food is needed.

Side note: I love Bronn. Jamie and Tyrion should totally adopt him when this is all over.

Back in Kings Landing, Cersei is again meeting with the Iron Bank dude, who’s happy to continue supporting her ventures, as long as they get their money. She assures him his gold is on the way.

We head to Winterfell (yay!) where LF is busy being fucking creepy, as usual. He gives Bran the dagger that the cutthroat tried to use to assassinate him in the first season. He proceeds to blow smoke up Bran’s ass about how he will always protect Cat’s children and blah blah blah, sweet Jesus Petyr, we are tired of hearing the same lame shit come out of your mouth! (at least, I am). He tells Bran it’s the dagger that essentially started the war of the 5 Kings and that in a way, it made him what he is today.

Some very interesting things I gleaned from this scene:

  • When Bran asks him if he knows who it belonged to -I believe this was a rhetorical question. I think Bran knows exactly who it belonged to.  
  • LF is shook when he says the word chaos and Bran claps back with “chaos is a ladder.” Mmhmm.  
  • That is the weapon LF will die by. Without a doubt. (and it’s sweet poetic justice).
  • “I’m not Lord Stark” -another reminder that Sansa is the heir to Winterfell, as Bran will probably slip further into his 3ER role until that’s all he is and Bran no longer exists.  

Meera interrupts. She wants to go home and see her family before the Others come. Meera is hurt by how cold and distant Bran is after all she sacrificed for him, and Bran confirms what I said last week -he’s NOT Bran anymore. The more he hones his powers, the more the parts of him that are Bran will disappear -which is why he’s so void of emotions. It’s not trauma (although he’s been through and seen some pretty traumatic shit), it’s just the part of him that was Bran is literally dying as the 3ER takes over.

And Arya is home!!!!! Omg omg omg!!!

What is it with poor Arya and gate guards keeping her out? Okay, just seeing Arya’s face as she glances around Winterfell and looks at the banner -it made me so emotional, my husband laughed at me. He’s a dick, what can I say?

The guards let Sansa know about the girl at the gate, and how she’s gone now, and once Sansa hears who the girl asked for, she knows it’s really Arya and exactly where to find her. She heads to the crypts and there’s Arya in front of Ned’s statue.

This was a beautiful reunion! I know it wasn’t nearly as emotional as Sansa and Jon’s -and frankly, I don’t think any of them are going to be, and I believe that’s intentional, but for the Stark sisters -it suited them, and who they are, and who they’ve become. There’s no hate or animosity here …they even tease each other a bit, and it’s just so lovely and ashgdhjxugyfkcufyskfjcjcaa I AM SO EMOTIONAL!!!!! And we got not just one hug, but two!!! TWO!!!! I said before that D&D had better make this reunion worth while, and for me, they delivered. I love how Arya said that their stories aren’t over yet.

A few things that stood out to me in this scene:

  • Arya telling Sansa that being Lady Stark suited her. I’m not sure this is foreshadowing or just Arya giving her sister some kudos. Either way, it warmed my heart.  
  • Sansa bringing up Jon, and not only how excited he was about her reunion, but how thrilled he’ll be to see Arya too -this served two purposes: Sansa again, bringing up Jon at a time she feels vulnerable/safe, and at the same time validating Arya and how important she is to Jon.  
  • Arya mentions her kill list, and Sansa thinks she’s joking.  

Sansa tells Arya that Bran is home too, and we head out into the Godswood. No matter how unemotional Bran is, it’s beautiful to see my Starklings all together in one place again! ❤️ My heart literally grew three times its size!

After a brief hug, Bran tells Arya that he saw her at the crossroads and that he thought she’d go to Kings Landing. Sansa offers that Bran has visions now, and Bran says that Cersei is on her list of names. The look on Sansa’s face puzzled me for a minute -because she looks a bit worried, but then she kind of smirks a bit when she asks Arya who else is on her list. Now, I think that the writers want us to think that Sansa suspects she *might* be on that list, but I’m telling you now that’s utter bullshit. Lady Stark has taken over her new role in every aspect and that includes mothering her two younger siblings. I believe her look comes more from a parental place of worrying, and I bet the next few episodes will prove me right -ahem, did I not call the whole Bran is no longer Bran thing last week? Thank you.

As Bran pulls out the dagger and gives it to Arya, this only further confirms my feelings. Immediately, Sansa is suspicious. Why? Because she knows LF better than anyone, and she knows he doesn’t do anything that won’t benefit himself. I suspect she is both worried for her siblings, and thinks LF is trying to sway Bran into taking the Lordship so that he can ask for Sansa’s hand in marriage while Jon’s away. It’s the only thing that makes sense to me in regards to LF visiting Bran earlier in the episode. I also think this is all more fodder for fake ass Starkbowl too -to confuse the viewers.

Some things that stood out in this scene:

  • Bran gives the dagger to Arya. Arya is going to be the one who kills LF -Bran knows, he’s seen it, and that’s why he gives the dagger to her.  
  • My heart -when he says it’s wasted on a cripple and Sansa looks down sadly.  

Okay, our Starklings are headed back within Winterfell, and OMG my heart is exploding! And Brienne’s heart, too! Podrick tells her she kept her vow to Catelyn and she should be proud, and you can tell that she’s not used to being complimented. As usual, LF is creeping in the shadows like the human embodiment of a bloodsucking tick.

Another side note: Podrick is also a precious dewdrop! Put him in the same category with Davos.

Now we’re at Dragonstone ..dun dun dunnn. Sigh, well come on, let’s get it over with. We start this scene with Missandei insinuating that GW kissed the kitty and Jon interrupts them from below to bring Dany into a cave. Well, how clever. *eyeroll* I mean, you seriously have to laugh at that.

Jon wants to show Dany the dragon glass before they begin mining it, and it is quite lovely. Jon tells her he wants to show her something else, and the two of them head farther into the cave alone. Cramped quarters, and Dany seems winded from the walk up, because she’s literally panting. Wtf??

Maybe the airs really thin?

Jon explains that the hieroglyphics on the walls are from the Children of the forest, and Dany seems awed to be standing in the same place. She passes the torch by some stick figures resembling the Children and the first men, and Jon narrates how they fought together against the common enemy, as her torch falls on the drawings of the WW’s.

Ummm …….. no?

I mean, I’m pretty sure the Children made them to kill the first men originally, right? But Jon doesn’t know that, and he needs Dany on his side, so go ahead and improvise Jonny baby. 😉

Now, I’m assuming that this scene was meant to be romantic because of the sudden romantic music playing in the background and the open stares between them in the soft torchlight. Kit’s doing that soft half puppy/half fuck me stare, as Dany sashays slowly towards him.

“I will fight for you. I will fight for the north. When you bend the knee.”

Annnnnnd there goes Jon’s erection. If he had one … hahahahah! He tells her again that he can’t, and then Dany drops the BIGGEST hypocrite bomb EVER - “aren’t his people more important than his pride?” Really? No seriously, REALLY? Who’s prideful here? Someone get that girl a mirror because she has some serious soul searching to do!

But here’s the thing -I went into this scene expecting to be beat over the head with romance tropes and vibes (according to what I’ve seen you all post over the last few days) and I truly didn’t see/feel it. It’s not that I didn’t want to … I was really actually trying to, but I felt more like they were once again trying to show us a juxtaposition on who these two people really are.

They emerge from the cave and Tyrion and Varys have good and bad news -they’ve got Casterly Rock …but not really. Naturally, Dany is pissed. She demands that Jon and Davos remain while she has her tantrum. She implies that Tyrion is working against her, then gazing ominously out to sea at her Dragons says she’s going to fly them to the Red Keep. When Tyrion advises her against it, she asks Jon’s opinion. He doesn’t want to be involved but she insists.

Jon gives her really good advice, actually. He tells her to BE DIFFERENT. He tells her to be what her people think she is, and not just more of the same shit they’re used to. He tells her not to use her Dragons.

Now we’re back to Winterfell and Brienne is training Podrick again. Where’s Brienne’s cheerleader, Tormund? I half expected him to pop out from behind a wagon with heart eyes. lol  Arya wants to train with Brienne -she obviously admires her, and I ship them -my new brotp. 😍

They quick shoot up to Sansa and LF on the battlements and the grain is brought up again. Food is a big theme in this episode, as it’s mentioned in the beginning with Jamie, Dany also mentions feeding her army during her tantrum, and now Sansa, too.

She stops in mid sentence to watch what’s unfolding below with Arya and Brienne. She gets a worried look and side eyes LF when Arya mentions Brienne swore to serve both of Cat’s daughters (again, more writers bait to instill fake mistrust between the sisters -it’s more likely that Sansa mistrusts LF and what’s currently motivating him).

This fight scene is AMAZING! Two strong, beautiful women -individually talented in their own ways …this is the shit I live for!!! Arya looks and moves strikingly like Jon (before he took on Ned’s persona) -(wo)man bun and all!

Again, Sansa with her odd looks, and her side-eyeing of LF …they are laying it on thick.

Also, Gendry better watch out -Podrick’s got some serious heart eyes for Arya.

We head back to Dragonstone, and Davos and Jon are strolling the grounds (aren’t you supposed to be mining, mofo???). Again, I’m going to break away from everyone on the romance vibes here -I think that Davos is being facetious. When he asks Jon what he thinks of Dany, he never tells us what he feels, and when Jon says “she has a good heart”, Davis replies with “yeah, I’ve noticed you’ve been staring at her good heart”, implying that Jon’s been looking at her tits. Where’s the romance in that? That’s not love -that’s physical attraction. Let’s not mix the two just yet.

Jon immediately rebuffs Davos with -“There’s no time for that” the convo switches gears to the NK and how many men they’ve got up north. And then Davos jumps back to “good hearts” deliberately and LOUDLY, as they approach Missandei. This seems odd to me … I’ve already speculated that Jon may go undercover lover on Dany as he did to Ygritte, and many have disagreed with me -but I kind of feel like that might be what they are setting up here …

Missandei greets them “Ser Davos, Lord Snow” -and immediately Davos puts the brakes on that shit, “it’s King Snow, or is it King Jon?” (I love Davos).  We go over the concept of bastard, which leads to how Missandei got to be an advisor to Dany. And here again, I feel is another play on words to show how distrustful of Dany both Jon and Davos are (yet managed to fool everyone into thinking it’s ringing romance bells and trying to convince Jon how precious the D is) -Davos reminds her that she’s still “serving” Dany (reminiscent of what the Masters in Meereen said to GW) as to which Missandei replies that she does it freely. Jon is skeptical (and really, so am I) and asks if she wanted to leave and sail home to Narth tomorrow …? Missandei is insistent that Dany would drop her on a boat and wish her good fortune.

Jon (still skeptical): “you believe that?”  

Ohhh, he struck a nerve. Missandei very passionately declares “she knows it” and says that all who followed her (Dany) from Essos followed her because they believe in Dany and chose her as queen (ya know, except for those who didn’t). Davos says “would you forgive me if I switch sides?” And again, I can’t help thinking  how deliberate that line is -Davos is smart and he’s a good talker (as shown throughout the entire series), and I really feel like he’s playing them. I could be wrong, but my gut is really just telling me that something is off here.

Ahhh, and the scene I’ve been waiting for that conveniently comes after all this fake Dany romance BS -a Greyjoy ship is spotted just off the coast! Props to both my boys here, because they played up the tension and emotional angst nicely. Jon moves forward slowly, and then Theon too.

T: Sansa ….she alright?

The minute her name is on Theon’s lips, Jon’s chest begins to heave and he lunges forward and grabs Theon by the front of his shirt, vehemently stating that “what you did for her is the only reason I’m not killing you.”  

WOOT WOOT the murder kitten strikes again! Kit is sooooo good with these emotional facial scenes, my God! Do any of you really doubt this ship????

Jon is fucking in love with Sansa -it is so clearly evident that when he realizes his Starkcest is showing, he abruptly releases Theon, and shoves him away -just in time to zoom in on Davos, and guys -HE KNOWS! DAVOS KNOWS!!!

He (Davos) cleverly shifts the subject to Theon’s fleet and Yara. Euron’s got her. Theon asks where Dany is and they inform him she’s not there.

We jump back over to Jamie and his troops. They are finishing gathering up the harvest (food again) and Lord Tarly suggests flogging any slackers. Jamie is against this -the writers emphasizing yet again that he’s a good man/leader -which is emphasized FURTHER when he chats with Dickon about his feelings on his first battle. Dickon admits it was hard killing people he literally grew up with, and Jamie shows empathy -“they didn’t deserve to die, but Lady Olenna decided to support the Targaryen girl, so here we are”. Jamie may have been a great warrior, but he despises killing innocents, and in essence, that’s what a lot of these soldiers are -men forced to fight for the ones who rule them, with really no say in the matter. The scene with Arya and the Lannister soldier boys makes so much more sense now.

A side note: Bronn literally laughed out loud at Dickon’s name! lmao

Bronn and Jamie hear hoofbeats, the Dothraki army is coming, and sure enough, Dany’s leading them on Drogon. Now, I’ve seen people’s thoughts on this scene floating around Tumblr for days (TAG YOUR SPOILERS lol), but I was NOT prepared for how visually horrifying it truly was.

Another very important side note: the Khaleesi theme song that’s usually played for most of Dany’s inspiring scenes, has been given a VERY ominous twist. Go back and listen. It’s an important detail that many of you might have missed. 😉

The Lannister army scrambles to make a barrier of shields and Dany literally blows them away, ordering Drogon to dracarys the shit out of them. The Dothraki break through, and while they’re keeping the soldiers busy, Dany rides Drogon up the wagon line, literally torching all the wagons filled with food! WTF??

They have the giant crossbow with them, and Jamie tells Bronn he has to wield it, because you need two hands. Probably thinking that he doesn’t get paid well enough for this bullshit, Bronn races for the weapon, but a Dothraki develops a hard-on for him and gives chase through the burning camp. Bronn loses his horse and his gold, but makes it to the weapon.  Finally riding himself of his Dothraki admirer, he searches the smoke filled sky for Drogon, as Tyrion looks down at the carnage from an overlooking cliff. He has what I perceive to be a regretfully sad/shocked face, as equally sad music plays in the background. The Dothraki warrior beside him comments that “his people can’t fight”.

They zoom in on Jamie watching the soldiers around him burning to death, and then Drogon reappears and is headed straight for him. He yells for his men to take cover, as Bronn releases an arrow and just barely misses the dragon. He reloads, as Dany zeroes in on him, ordering dracarys as Bronn lets the next arrow fly and it hits Drogon under the wing, I think? Drogon is injured, but recovers just in time to stop in front of the weapon and bathe him in fire, as Bronn dives out of harms way.

Drogon lands and smashes the weapon with his tail, and Dany dismounts to pull the spear from him. Jamie sees an opportunity to take Dany out, and like a gallant knight, races towards her, while Tyrion watches from the cliff, pleading for him not to do it. NOT because he cares about Dany -no, his fear is all for his brother here, I’m sure of it.

Unfortunately, Dani and Drogon see him before he gets close enough, and dracarys again -but Bronn leaps out and knocks Jamie off his horse and they both fall into the water and sink below the surface.

The episode ends with Jamie in heavy armor, sinking like a rock to the bottom of the lake.

No guys, Jamie is not dead. Bronn isn’t wearing heavy armor and Bronn will save him. I promise. Jamie’s story isn’t over yet -he’s got a very important role to play in the coming battle ….

A few things to point out that should have been glaringly obvious:

  • Dany didn’t take Jon’s advice. If any of you have any doubts on dark!dany, you can toss them out the window -this episode was in NO WAY intent upon bathing her in a good light.
  • Tyrion is going to jump sides really soon -and probably Varys, too.  
  • Dany just burned most -if not ALL of the harvest, and now we understand the emphasis on food this episode, and the parallel of Sansa who, ya know -actually gives a fuck about feeding her people.  

I have more thoughts on this episode that I’ll share tomorrow, but I know you’ve all been waiting for this a long time. What can I say? I’m thorough, I’m sorry! Thanks for tuning in, and I’ll see you next week with more GoT Afterthoughts.

the-winter-siblings  asked:

Shiros reaction to Keith owning a motorcycle and their first ride together? And maybe Kuros as well? (shamelessly asks because we all need more Keith and his motorcycle.)

[The Voltron Pre-Family] (Post-college days) Keith was able to buy his first motorcycle using his first paycheck. He hadn’t told Shiro—his boyfriend for 3 years now (he still couldn’t believe it!)—about it yet, he wanted it to be a surprise. And today was the day he was going to show him! So he sent him a message since Shiro might be on duty (He was in his Residency stage now and Keith had been teasing Shiro, calling him “Doctor Shirogane” for kicks).

Keith Kogane [02:43PM]
Babe, you up for a dinner date later after your shift?

Takashi Shirogane [02:50PM]
Oh? Where are we going?

Keith Kogane [02:51PM]
Good god. Just answer yes or no, you loser.

Takashi Shirogane [02:53PM]
You’re such a bully, Keith. :( But yes, I’m up for it! I’m always happy to spend time with you, especially feeding our hungry stomachs.

Keith Kogane [02:54PM]
Okay. I’ll pick you up at 7. Love you. 

Takashi Shirogane [02:54PM]
I love you more. <3

Keith rolled his eyes fondly at Shiro’s heart. Such a dork that he loved so much. He was excited, so when it was around 6:55pm, he made his way to Shiro’s and his boyfriend was already out of his lab coat.

Shiro: *smiles at Keith* You look like you’re ready to pick up a guitar and hold your first solo concert. Love the red and black leather jacket going on. 
Keith: And you look like a tired med student graduate. *snickers*
Shiro: *pouts* Thanks, for stating the obvious. If you just gave me time I could’ve made myself presentable for a date—
Keith: *leans in to kiss Shiro on the lips* I think you look perfect as always.
Shiro: *beams and flushes at the same time* And YOU call me a sap.
Keith: You’re very contagious, Doctor Shirogane. *smirks* Now c’mon. *interlaces his fingers with Shiro’s*

They leave the hospital and made their way to the parking lot which confused Shiro because usually they would just take a cab to their destination. So when they stood in front of Keith’s new red motorcycle, Shiro just stared at it.

Keith: *amused* *throws Shiro a helmet* Put this on.
Shiro: *surprised* *almost drops the helmet but catches it thankfully* W-What?! *looks at Keith* Did you… Is this… Are you…. *blinks* W H A T ?
Keith: *chuckles* It’s mine, Takashi. 
Shiro: *eyes widens even more* No shit?
Keith: *shakes his head* I’m not shitting you. I bought it just today and I was excited to show you and—
Shiro: You richass bastard. *slowly grins*
Keith: *shrugs while chuckling* First paycheck, baby. *winks* *finger guns*
Shiro: *walks closer to the bike* *hovers hand* *looks at Keith* Can I?
Keith: Go ahead, sweetheart. I’m your Sugar Daddy now. *teases*
Shiro: *laughs* Oh my god. *slowly runs his hands on the bike* Dude, this is… beautiful. *checks the brand* *whistles* Expensive, too. Damn, Keith. You’re a Sugar Daddy indeed. 
Keith: *slaps Shiro playfully* Hey. So, you ready?
Shiro: *looks at Keith* *grins* I’m so excited. I can see myself loving it.

Once they were on the road…

Shiro: FUCK YOU, KEITH! I AM NOT LOVING THIS! *screams* *holds onto Keith for his dear life*
Keith: *laughs* *accelerates even more*
Keith: Never kill you, sweetheart. Experience thrill, yes. But never kill you. I love you too much for that.
Keith: *takes a turn while laughing*
Keith: *abruptly stops* You’re breaking up with me?
Shiro: *collects himself* *disoriented* *looks at Keith who looks broken* What? No, of course not. Never. That was me trying to play all my cards for you to—*holds onto Keith again as they resume* STOP— GOD DAMMIT KEITH.

When they arrive at the restaurant and Shiro was finally connected with the ground…

Shiro: *tries to calm himself* Oh my GOD. That’s it. THAT’S IT. I’m buying a car. *points at Keith* And I’m buying YOU a car. 
Keith: *laughs* I’m glad you loved the ride, Takashi. Let’s do it again!

Sometimes you just want a nice, long novel-length (or thereabouts) STAR WARS fic to sink into, maybe you’re going on a long car ride or maybe you’re visiting family without regular internet or maybe you just want some kissing to happen in that novel-length fic! I mean, canon is amazing and wonderful, but sometimes you want to pick up something and have the undercurrents finally rise to the surface, so here are some of my favorite Obikin and Obianidala novel length fics!
(Last Updated: 2017.05.17)

wicked thing by imaginarykat, obi-wan/anakin & ventress & dooku & ahsoka & cast, 97.3k wip
   There are rumours of yet another Sith Lord hiding among the Separatists. The Council sends Anakin to investigate. Anakin has a bad feeling about this.
Ouroboros by bedlamsbard, obi-wan/anakin/padme & cast, time travel, 458k wip
   Considering that he had picked up what was probably a Sith artifact, promptly passed out in the middle of a war zone, and apparently woken up twenty years in the future with Obi-Wan having taken up residence in his head, Anakin thought he was entitled to have a few questions.
Seed by bell (bellaboo), obi-wan/anakin & anakin/padme, NSFW, 44k
   When Anakin falls prey to a lethal poison, Obi-Wan has no choice but use all his resources to heal him– no matter how reluctant he is in administering the antidote.
Soldier, Poet, King by Glare, obi-wan/anakin & qui-gon & dooku & mace & cast, NSFW, sith!obi-wan, time travel, 101.5k wip
   Second chances are very rarely given, but the Force smiles upon two of its favorite children and returns them to a time before their actions have met their consequences.
Negotiation by Glare, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka & bail & cast, NSFW, modern au, serial killer au, dark themes, dark!obi-wan, 73.7k wip
   Over a year ago, Coruscant Police Detective Anakin Skywalker vanished without a trace while hunting the prolific serial killer known within the media as “The Negotiator”.
flowers for a ghost by QueenWithABeeThrone, obi-wan/anakin & cast, modern au (sort of), 42.2k
   Anakin Skywalker’s had a rough go of it, from being imprisoned to losing his hand to remembering an entire past life. He’s only looking for a place to stay the night when he comes to Obi-wan’s doorstep.
The World Undone by lilyconrad, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka & maul & cast, nsfw, sith!obi-wan, 143.3k
   Anakin Skywalker, proud symbol of the strength and purity of the Jedi Order, is the target of a strange and handsome Sith named Obi-Wan, whose only goal seems to be pulling Skywalker down into the dark with him.
you knock me out, i fall apart by blackalien, obi-wan/anakin/padme & han/luke/leia & ahsoka & cast, 64.8k wip
   ( aka: the one where anakin was a sith lord for literally an hour, everyone is alive, and they’re actually happy )
World Come Undone by crazyundeadfairy, obi-wan/anakin (maybe?) & luke, 68.3k wip
   Unexpected things happen when ObiWan takes Luke to Tatooine.
Futurus (-a -um) by cadesama, obi-wan/anakin/padme & cast, time travel, 60.8k wip
   Cracked hyperdrive? No problem. Just hold it together with the Force. Time travel? Well. That could be a bigger problem.
Clarity by anecdotalist, obi-wan/anakin & anakin/padme & cast, 73.7k wip
   Anakin’s jealousy leads to the start of something new between him and Obi-Wan and a lot of frank discussions about things they should have talked about but didn’t in canon.
White Rabbits by Butterfly, obi-wan/anakin & luke & leia & han & cast, NSFW, time travel, 102.5k wip
   Through the Force, everything is connected. Anakin and Obi-Wan find this out first-hand.
The Reality of Change by midnight_vision, obi-wan/anakin/padme & ahsoka, time travel, 185.1k
   Padmé dies on Mustafar and wakes up in the past, about a year before everything falls apart. She’s determined to make sure none of it happens again, and with some help, she tries to expose Palpatine for what he really is. But even if Anakin and the Republic can be saved, that doesn’t mean life will be easy.
Sigh No More by edenwolfie, obi-wan/anakin/padme & ahsoka & luke & leia & cast, 158.2k wip
   Anakin makes slightly better choices, Obi-Wan is a Mess™ and Padmé deserves none of this. AU from Mustafar onward with liberal manipulation of canon to culminate in some angsty, fluffy, domestic fix-it because we all deserve better.

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anonymous asked:

more terrible two headcanons? or a fic? thanks 💓💓 love them

Whoo!! Second request(Why am i this pumped?)

Alright, so i decided to go with headcanons since it is much easier on me right now(also I’m very insecure of my writing skills lol  i hope you don’t mind)might do a fic later if i work up the courage-


  • Like i said before, this man loves his little girl.
  • Sometimes though you give him too many heart attacks.
  • It’s very hard for him to scold you sometimes.
  • Alfred has to step up a lot.
  • I still think Alfred is a champ.
  • He cried when you said Damian’s name first. Not because he was the first, but because you said your first word.
  • Cue smug ass Damian.
  • He was the one to teach you to walk and my god was he the happiest man alive.
  • Whenever you get hurt around him he picks you up and spins you around in a weird kind of dance to make you laugh again.


  • What is this tiny thing?
  • Selina dear that’s a baby.
  • Oh.
  • Can I just say I ship Selina and Bruce really hard??
  • She sometimes stops by the manor and plays with you while you’re in your crib.
  • Honestly? She sees you as a daughter.
  • She’s actually very motherly despite what everyone might think.
  • You thought Damian was responsible for the cats? Nope.
  • She also loves to steal some nice jewelry for you.
  • Selinashe’stwowhatareyoudoing.
  • “kitty!”
  • “No darling, it’s Selina~”
  • “Kitty!!”
  • cue an exasperated sigh followed by a chuckle. 
  • “Kitty it is then.”
  • “Daddy! Kitty!”
  • When you point to the window and he sees nothing he’s thoroughly confused.


  • AH
  • My sunshine boy-
  • “Who wants icecream?!”
  • Dick that’s the 3rd time this week honey
  • Poor Alfred needs a break.
  • When he’s doing his acrobatic exercises, he lets you hang onto him.
  • Of course he makes sure you’re safe though.
  • Always has an arm wrapped around you too.
  • If at any point you utter a cry while he’s swinging from the ropes, he’ll stop immediately.
  • Does not like when the little bat cries. Nope.
  • No one likes when you cry.
  • They only wanna see you happy okay and these people may be broken but they still love you and are the best family and I’m rambling so imma just stop-
  • “Dick!”
  • “Where on earth did you learn that word missy?!?!”
  • “…”
  • “Oh…oH That’s my name”


  • No sweetie only I can play with guns.
  • Probably give you a nerf gun for your birthday.
  • Cue nerf gun wars.
  • And somehow two year old you wins every single one of them??
  • It’s definitely because Alfred helped you.
  • Or maybe just natural skill??
  • “Roy goddamnit put your arrows away!!”
  • “damn it!”
  • “Sweetie no that’s a bad word! See what you did Roy?! I will literally put a bullet through you”
  • Honestly his whole team thinks it’s adorable how much he loves you.
  • Honestly probably the brother to let you put flower clips in his hair and then glare at anyone who looks at them weirdly.


  • “Sweetie I’m working”
  • “Sleep!”
  • “But I’m working-”
  • “Sleep!”
  • Yes, you, the two year old energetic child can actually get sleep-deprived Tim to…well sleep.
  • He just can’t actually say no to you?
  • His team definitely appreciate it.
  • And omg did his dark circles lighten up?!
  • After the one incident of you almost drinking his caffeine death beverage, he made sure to put his drinks in higher places.
  • “Tim God damn it! Your coffee!!”
  • “what? But i put it on the- Jesus Christ who let her climb on top of the cabinets?!?”
  • Accurate depiction of me as a toddler-(no seriously, my first coffee was a triple shot white chocolate mocha with whip cream and caramel drizzle. i was one and it was my mothers)


  • Still smug at the fact you said his name first.
  • He carries you everywhere on patrol.
  • “father I do not see the problem. I am more than capable of keeping her safe.”
  • Yes but Dami sweetie what if something happens-
  • You’re giving your old man a heart attack
  • Honestly you’re probably the best strategy he can bring?
  • “Time to die Boy wonder!! Wait is that a child?”
  • “Scum!”
  • cue the confusion of many thugs and the upper advantage of Damian.
  • And cue everyone else yelling because omg you just said scum-
  • Shows you off to Jon.
  • And every other teammate.
  • Since he regrettably can’t give you a real sword, he opts for a foam sword.
  • Cue little you smacking everyone playfully.
  • Everyone falls to the floor dramatically too.
  • One time you didn’t mean to hit Bruce and he fell to the floor and you poked his cheek and he wouldn’t wake up so you started crying.
  • Cue immediate guilt and panic from Bruce.
  • “No no no sweetie I’m okay. See? Daddy’s okay”
  • Damian recording in the background.
  • Damian is the only one who won’t drop dead when you hit him.
  • So of course, you consider him the greatest foe.
  • Cue smug Damian yet again.


  • My god is he the only sane one?
  • He never takes you on patrol
  • Makes sure you are safe in your crib too.
  • He likes to takes you to sports games.
  • The only sports i watch is soccer so forgive me but I can’t add much details-
  • he makes sure you don’t eat your hamburgers with a fork and knife.
  • My poor baby’s soul was probably traumatized when he saw Bruce eat with a fork and knife.
  • I know I’d be traumatized.
  • I personally thinks he has lots of sweater with cute messages.
  • They’re all cheesy af too.
  • He does carry you on his shoulder a lot.
  • Also attends every damn tea party you host.
  • He literally does not care what others think.
  • Best big brother tbh.
Unexpected (Dean x Reader)

Title: Unexpected 

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader 

 Warnings: Language maybe?

Prompt: Reader just finished a stressful case with the Winchester’s. As a sort of a distraction, the reader brings someone home only to get caught in mid-action by Dean, and he’s not too happy. Which brings him to confess some things that the reader did not expect.

A/N: omg thank you so much for those who have liked like my last post, i’m genuinely surprised! please send me requests of imagines that you would like to see, i’ll be happy to write a few of them out for y'all


Originally posted by grumpycatdixon

A giggle fell from your lips as you stumbled slightly. Two hands prevented you from falling, something you were grateful. You pressed your lips hungrily against the hot stranger before you, closing the door behind him. 

“You’re so hot.” He mumbled as his lips traveled down to your neck. 

“Shut up.” You groaned, panting slightly.

Your hands traveled under his shirt, feeling up his toned abdomen. He pulled back to the shirt off, throwing it somewhere in the small motel room. You quickly did the same. 

He pushed you down on to the bed. The mattress creaked as he crawled on top of you, his lips returning to their place on his neck. 

 Your moans filled the quiet room, your hands tangling in the stranger’s hair as he kissed down your chest. His hands fumbled with your pants before he pulled them down in a swift motion. 

“Hey Y/N, can we talk?” Dean asked as he opened the room’s door. “Holy shit.”

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anonymous asked:

Jungkook calling Jimin princess at the fansign. Jimin likes Jk calling him princess (ok but my kink) and ignores jk when he calls him by his name. Members thinking they're dating but they don't. Pure fluff. If you can do from third person pov I'll be so happy. I just can't seem to understand feelings other way. Have a great day!

i was excited about this but it turned out so shitty i am so sorry omg, also it’s kind of short i aM SO SORRY

summary: jungkook is bad at not calling jimin princess

It was a normal thing. People have nicknames for their friends, right? And it wasn’t Jungkook’s fault that Jimin blushed furiously when he called Jimin princess for the first time. So Jungkook never stopped, it became a permanent thing.

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The Disco Light -- Mike Wheeler

Requested:  “hello! i want an imagine please! here is goes: mike wheeler x reader and i basically want it to take place in the last episode of season 2. i want Mike just chilling but he sees the reader (in replace of Eleven) and he calls her beautiful and asks her to dance but they don’t know how and he kisses the reader the end! (so basically everything that went on between mike and eleven in 2x09 but replaced by the reader)” —  kaitlinp0rrini

Warnings: None.

Pairing: Mike Wheeler x Reader

Summary: At the Snowball, you and Mike admit your feelings for each other.

Listen To: Lost in the Light by Bahamas

Words: 1000 (on the dot, omg)

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Pregnancy Test

Originally posted by jayparkimagines

Artist : Jay Park

After leave it a few minutes, I come back again to check the result.

“Omg how can this happen?” How will he reacts when he sees this? Will he accept it? Two bold red stripped lines perfectly formed on this pregnancy test. 

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Christmas at Holmes Cottage - The Sixth Ficlet

The next couple of days went by without too much issue, John thought. If Mycroft had any doubts, he didn’t say anything, and everyone was getting on well. Greg got used to the Holmes family rather quickly - it helped that their parents were much more ordinary than the brothers - and him and Sherlock kept up their act almost naturally at this point.

It wasn’t until Christmas evening, after dinner, that things took a turn. Sherlock had gone off somewhere, John didn’t know where, so he went to the others to ask them. Greg and Mycroft didn’t know, but the Holmes father did. 

“Oh, he went upstairs. Said something about needing to find a place to store his gifts,” the man said, a twinkle in his eye as he spoke. John supposed it was the wine. “Maybe you should go help him. He has a tendency to take a while to sort new things into his systems. One year we got him some new socks and he spent over an hour reorganizing that sock index of his.”

John had to laugh at that, shaking his head fondly. “Yeah, that sounds like him. I’ll go see what I can do.”

Making his way up the stairs, he went into Sherlock’s room, bumping into the man in the doorway. “Oh, hey. You all set with sorting your gifts?” he asked, but it looked like Sherlock didn’t even hear him. “Sherlock? Everything all right?”

“John. Look up.” The detective hadn’t moved his gaze, and when John directed his upward, he understood why. 


“How did… I swear that wasn’t there yesterday,” John said, frowning in confusion. 

“No, it wasn’t,” Sherlock agreed. “I suspect it was Mummy’s doing. She does like to be a bit overzealous with it.”

“But why here?” John didn’t understand. “Seems a bit out of the way.”

“Probably ran out of other doorways. She has way too much of the stuff.”

“Ah.” Nodding a bit, John brought his gaze back down and shrugged a little. “Well, if you’re done up here I suppose we can just head back down,” he said, turning a bit and making to step away when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“John, wait,” Sherlock said, voice softer now as his gaze moved to meet John’s own.

“What? Were you coming to get me to help, is that it?” John asked, figuring that was the only deduction that made sense. They’d both agreed that they didn’t have to keep up the couple act when nobody else was around, so he didn’t think that was it.

“No, no, I actually am done. That was an impressive deduction, though, given the circumstances. But incorrect. You lack all the context.”

“Well, what is it, then?” John asked, feeling a surge of hope in his chest. Though he quickly pushed it down; he’d known going in that this was all fake.

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you, that I’ve been wanting to say since we’ve been here, and even a lot longer than that. But I haven’t; I’ve been, well, scared…”

“Sherlock, what-?” John started, but Sherlock put a finger to his lips and he stopped immediately. 

“Please, John, just let me continue. I.. I need to say it now, and I need to say it all at once.” Sherlock waited until John nodded in understanding, then lowered his hand. “You know I don’t make friends easily. I tried, but people never stayed, so I just stopped trying. Until Mike set us up as roommates. I felt like I had a chance at being your friend. Then one crime scene and a chase across London later I was entirely committed and devoted to doing all I could to be your friend. Even if it didn’t always seem like I was trying that hard, I was doing my best.”

“Then when I, er, left, I didn’t say anything to you because I really cared about you. You were my best friend, and though I wished I could have said something, I was scared you would get hurt. I never truly knew how many men Moriarty had watching you, and I didn’t want to think about what they might have been able to do if they had any idea that I was alive and had interacted with you. I know now that what I put you through was far worse than what I had imagined, and I really am sorry.”

“After things got back to normal, and your therapist helped you to see that Mary was doing you no good, I didn’t expect anything to change. We were friends again, and I was happy. But it did change. I.. I’m in love with you, John. I have been for, well, a while. Longer perhaps than I even know. But I never dared to say because of how many times you corrected people who thought we were a couple, and that almost scared me out of asking you to come here with me. The reason I did is because, for a little while, I wanted to know what it would feel like if we were really together. Instead though, all I’ve been able to focus on is how much it hurts that this isn’t real.”

John blinked a few times as he took in everything Sherlock had said, his mind buzzing yet simultaneously stuck on one point. Sherlock Holmes just told him that he loved him. Laughing incredulously, he looked up at Sherlock with a bewildered smile. “Sherlock, I.. Where do I start?”

“I only corrected people because I was convinced that you had no desire for this. That first night at Angelo’s, I thought you were basically saying you weren’t interested in any aspect of an intimate relationship.”

“Then why did you always insist you weren’t gay?” Sherlock asked.

“Hardwired and instinctive response from when I was growing up. My parents were shit. My dad especially. He drove Harry to drink - not Clara - and I was never brave enough to be who I was around them like she had been. Besides, I’m bi. Not gay.”

“So then.. Are you saying..what I think you’re saying?”

“Sherlock, you daft genius, yes. I love you too,” John said, beaming up at the detective - his detective - with so much more emotion in his gaze than he’d allowed himself to show since they’d arrived. 

“Then that makes us a couple,” Sherlock said with a grin that was just as bright. “And I believe there’s a rule about couples standing under mistletoe, is there not?”

John laughed. “Yes. Yes there is. Y'know, I completely forgot that was up there.” Rolling his eyes fondly, he moved so he was properly sharing Sherlock’s space, pulling him down by his shirt collar and kissing him. It was heavenly, and if it weren’t for the fireworks coursing through his entire being he might have thought he was only dreaming.

(that got longer than expected, whoops. but i hope you can agree that it was worth it for these idiots to get together :) )

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OMG ARE YOU KIDDING OF COURSE IT WAS WORTH IT!!! <3 I love this so much!!!!!!! THANK YOU!!!!!!

anonymous asked:

Undertaker, Ciel, and Sebastian seeing their s/o cry, for whatever reason (omg your blog is hella awesome)

Thank you~ I actually really like this request (・ω・)

Warning: The Undertaker one contains spoiler from The Green Witch Arc. Kinda. I’m just telling.

The amount of tears Undertaker shed through his whole life was impossible to count. There were years when he couldn’t handle his own suffering, crying himself to sleep and waking up with the dried sorrow underneath his eyelids. And just when he thought he had finally found a way to release from the sadness, when he decided to take away his own life, he had been punished by being stuck in an immortal form for the eternity, having an obligation to deal with the death everyday.

Even though Undertaker himself wasn’t sure about his real age anymore, he had found his life dull until the moment he meet you. The person who was laughing at his jokes genuinely, accepting him the uneasy being he was and caring about him with whole heart seemed like a blessing for him, causing him to feel warm, soothing sensation of love in his heart, which he thought was forgotten long ago. A wonderful human like you couldn’t be sad, he was taking it to himself seriusly and made sure you were smiling at least once per day, even if it meaned making fool of himself in front of you, only to cause you laugh at his behaviour.

That was the reason why the grim reaper almost dropped a massive volume of an encyclopedia when he came back from the back of his shop and found you sitting on the closed coffin, crying your eyes out. He immediatelly rushed toward you, heart beating in his chest rapidly, reminding a caged hummingbird. Placing a book on the counter, he kneeleed in front of you and brushed aside few strands of your hair by the long, black nail, so he could see your face.

“What is the matter, poppet?” he asked and waited unpatiently for an answer which didn’t come. The only response he received was a long sob.

You peeked at him and noticed green eyes observing you carefully, long scar across his face even more visible than usually. He seemed to be truly troubled, the grin completely dissappeared from his face makim him look serious.

“It is nothing,” you muttered and forced a small smile toward him which he took with a frown.

“Do not say that,” he ordered, tone of his voice lower than ever before. “If there is something troubling you, it means that you care about it, and there is a real problem which needs solution. And I will help you to find it. Deal?”

After a moment of deep thought, you nodded. Grim reaper’s hands placed on your knees squeezed them slightly making you squirm in surprise.

“I didn’t hear you,” he teased, the corners of his lips moving upward.

“What am I sup-“

Suddenly, he neared to you and placed a quick, sweet kiss on your forehead.

“Promise me that you will always tell me about your problems, dearest,” he asked. “I will do everything in my will to find a way to solve it.”

You couldn’t help but smile. When needed, he could truly be caring and serious, supporting you in every single part of your life.

Who knew such a wise words could came from a man who has committed suicide.


Ciel seemed to be on the edge of panic. You were feeling bad, really bad and none of his methods to calm you succeed. He was trying for some time now and started to doubt in his infallibility, watching you sitting on the sofa and staring blankly at the wall, tears streaming down your reddened cheeks.

He understood, better than anyone, how sadness can really take over, making you unable to think about anything else, feeling as you were going to give up on everything. However, he couldn’t and wasn’t going to leave you like that only because at that moment he didn’t know how to make you feel better. It was his priority, after all.

That was why he ordered to prepare the best melissa tea for you to calm your nerves, bring few blankets so you woulnd’t catch a cold and to warm your cool hands. He was constantly opening and closing the window, not sure if you would rather like to listen the birds singing outside, or if it annoyed you. He even borrowed few incenses from Prince Soma to create a peaceful atmosphere around you which could probably help you to stop the unpleasant thoughts. At least, that was what he heard.

Resigned, he sat next to you and placed the gaze on his knees where he was playing with his fingers nervously. He always had to deal with his sadness by himself, that was why was it so hard for him to help you, since he knew time was the best medicine. Still, he couldn’t handle your tears, the vision of you feeling even in the tiniest part as bad as he did, made him tremble. No, you were supposed to be happy and he was supposed to give you everything to create a smile on your lips every single day. It was his duty, as well as the vow he silently gave.

Ciel climbed on the sofa completely, not caring about making the fabric dirty with the sole of his shoes, and hugged you, hiding the face in the curvature of your neck. Digging his fingers in your clothes, he held you tightly to himself, wishing to make your sadness finally dissappear, even if it meaned such a desperate actions from him.

“I love you,” he muttered to your ear. “I love you, I love you so much, you are everything to me.”

His voice cracked.

“I am here with you and I will never leave you,” Ciel contunued. “I promise, so do not cry anymore, please. I love you.”


Sebastian was confused. Obviously, he get used to the way humans expressed their emotions, that way or another, and yet seeing you crying was something which made his heart move.

At first, he wanted to know the reason of your unusual behaviour. Did anybody hurt you? Should he kill or just break their legs as a punishment? Or maybe it was you, who harmed yourself unintentionally? Did you fall? Broke the ankle? In that case he was obligated to call a doctor. But what if the reason was even more obvious? He knew the power hidden in the books which could make a man cry not once.

Thousands of thoughts were flashing through his mind, as the butler stood behind you, unable to move since for the first time in many, many years he clearly didn’t know what to do. Sebastian growled at himself internally, scolding for not being prepared for such an accident. His master wasn’t frankly showing his emotions, especially not sorrow, therefore the demon wasn’t sure how could he succesfully help you.

“My precius…” he started, approaching you and placing gloved hand on your shoulder wanting you to look at him, but being in that case you clearly refused, hiding the face in your hands even more. “What seem to be a trouble?”

As the answer you only sniffed loudly and he sighed. Goodness, he was too old for that, not to mention the tight feeling growing in his stomach. Helplessness wasn’t his kind of thing, moreover, he was never sitting quietly and waiting for the solution, instead of that preferring acting and taking care of everything personally to be sure it was accomplished the best it could.

He gently grabbed your hand and kneeled in front of you, taking your palm closer to his lips and kissing the back side, not letting it go even when the kiss ended.

“Please,” he whispered and his warm breath tickled your skin. “Tell me what happened so I can help you. I am assuring you, anything which caused those feelings in your fragile heart will severy pay for that.”

Slowly, you embraced him and hugged tightly as if it was the last thing you were holding for your dear life. It didn’t take him long to return the caress and the position you were currently stuck in caused you to feel his heartbeat, as well as for him – yours. Sebastian wipped off the drop from your cheek by his thumb and inhaled deeply, enyoing your scent.

“Tears don’t suit you, my precious.”

anonymous asked:

"What do you even see in me?" + Patater pleeeease

Hello hello! This is been so long so I’m sorry! I love writing patater though, so this was fun. I did an angsty Kent one, so I did this as angsty, insecure, Tater. 

Hope you enjoyyy

Alexei knew what he was good for. He knew he was good at hockey, he knew he was funny, he knew he was someone easy to talk to. He was a good friend.

So being with Kent was confusing to Alexei. Kent was sarcastic and bitter, often having to explain his humor to Alexei. He didn’t like to talk about his feelings as much, often falling silent when upset or emotional. Kent wanted him for a boyfriend.

It’s not that Alexei didn’t enjoy dating Kent, because he did. He felt happy with Kent, but something inside him made him wonder if he was good enough. Kent was so beautiful and so smart, where as Alexei was a little crooked and sometimes slow in understanding.

“Tater, what do you want to watch tonight? I don’t wanna watch another disney movie because it’s not as cute with us both crying. But we could watch-“ Kent pauses as he walks into the living room. Alexei’s sitting on the couch, staring at nothing. He quirks an eyebrow and says, “You okay babe?”

“What do you even see in me, Kenny?” Alexei asks softly. Kent snorts at first, going to sit down next to him. “I’m meaning it, I’m serious.” Alexei says pulling slightly. Kent’s stunned. Alexei was always so happy, so goofy and confident.

“What do I not see in you is probably a better question,” Kent answers after a while. “What do you mean? What brought this on?” He tries to give Alexei some space, but it hurts Kent to see him like this. Maybe Kent is a little closed off, but he works through his problems. He felt like their communication was much better than this.

“Just think about how pretty you are, how smart you are. You can have anyone, yet you here with me,” Alexei says a little stronger this time, “I’m worrying I put myself first instead of thinking of you. I am enough? No. What does Kent see?”

Kent thinks for a few seconds, sensing Alexei’s nervousness. He thinks he’s putting himself first, when he treats Kent amazingly.

“Alexei, you’re more than enough for me. You know how to handle me when I’m upset, you know how to make me smile. You can make me laugh with one word or one face, and you are one of the nicest people I know,” Kent starts, looking right at him. “You are so handsome, and just hot. I can’t believe you don’t see it. And maybe you don’t get all my jokes or references, but I love explaining them to you.” Kent finishes and they sit in silence for a while. Alexei takes a deep breath and pulls Kent into a hug, tucking his head into his boyfriend’s neck.

“Better?” Kent asks and gets mumbles and vibrations and response. He smiles gently and tugs his head up. “Plus you get along with Kit, no one can do that.” Alexei perks up and shoves Kent off of him and onto the couch. “What?”

“Have to find Kit now, is not movie night without princess.” Alexei answers and grins back at Kent.


“Well when I’m come back you can talk about how hot I am, I’ll do same,” Alexei says walking off, winking before he turns around fully. Kent only chuckles and goes to find a movie.

“That’s fine with me, but you better cuddle me when you get back.”


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My SamCait Theories:

marking summer 2017. Sorry this is so long.

Some background on my fandom experience first.

When this show was advertising on Starz I knew I really wanted to watch it.  My husband did too.  It looked interesting and right up our ‘alley’.  So we showed up for the first episode, I know I’m going to continue watching a show when the first episode of any show ends and you just want it to keep going, I was hooked.  I didn’t even know it was based on books until the 4th episode when I actually read the credits, ok cool.  By the 8th episode I HAD TO KNOW WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN, so I downloaded all the books on my Kindle and read them – not sure how far I got before the S2 premiere. This was good and bad, now I had something to compare the film version to the book version – sometimes I wish I hadn’t read the books, since I love the film version so much.  Anyhow, I digress.

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Post 5x17 fic with a hopeful happy ending. Also available on AO3.

Felicity could not turn away. She was never the type of woman to swoon or collapse but in this moment, she wasn’t entirely sure it wasn’t going to happen.

Chase had put a hole where Olive’s heart should be. Her place. The place where she laid her hand, laid her head….her place.  How could he? How dare he?! She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. But she couldn’t. It was almost like it was all too much.

If it was too much for her….how was Oliver standing there. She could sense herself spiraling.  NO. She couldn’t do that. Oliver needed her now more than ever.


Oliver tried, he really did try to look at Felicity. He just couldn’t. He knew, she more than anyone could feel his pain. And she didn’t deserve to feel any more pain caused by him.

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anonymous asked:

About fandom PSA, this may be frustrating for you, but as a viewer I am honestly terrified of leaving comments? I used to comment often but then on tumblr I've read that adding stuff like "I need more of that/please write more/etc" puts pressure on artists. Then I started writing casual comments like "i like it/good job/etc" cause I am neither a critic nor a writer, I don't know how to express certain things? But artists want constructive criticism so unable to provide that I stopped commenting

Ah, so you are catering your comments and reviews for the authors, not writing what YOU want to tell them, right? That will never work as it’s going against yourself and when you go against yourself (aka what you want) then you get confused and can do nothing.

SO! So, write them the reviews YOU WANT TO GIVE THEM. I don’t encourage people to be rude or flood authors with nothing but “please more, please more, please more” because that does give pressure on people. Tell us WHY YOU WANT MORE and that’s a proper comment. “I want more because I love reading this fic (because it’s setting is interesting)”. “I want more because the characters are spot on”. “I want more because I’m excited whenever I get a notification of an update”. “I want more because the world building has got be hooked”. “I want more because character X is adorable in this.” 

If you don’t find anything which needs to be corrected (criticized) in the story, there’s no need to start to make things up either. Everyone reads and experiences art differently, so what’s not broken to you and works fine, WILL BE utterly broken and not working at all for someone else - and anything in between these two options for other readers. 

Commenting/criticism is just writing for the author what went through in your head while or after you read the fic/chapter:

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Mix these, write more, use these as guideline ideas ect. freely.  Writing a comment is REALLY nothing more than writing your thoughts out; and since you can’t stop thinking (unless you are meditating lol) then there is ALWAYS at least a one thought related to what you have just read/seen in your head. Write it out. 

Emotions/Soulmate Jisung

A/N: requested by an anon for a soulmate! Jisung so hope you like it ~ Also all the soulmate! series are going to be in a story concept so hope you don’t mind ! Assume that you’re the same age as Jisung in this story !

* Y/N/I = your name’s initials


One day you woke up feeling utterly sad , unsure of what is happening , you brushed it aside , thinking that the feeling was only temporary . But yet the feeling stayed there for hours and no matter whatever you did , nothing could cheer you up - not even your favourite cartoon show .

What else could you do ? You were only 7 years old back then .


But as you grew older , it got worst . You’d have random breakdowns and outbursts , and at times where you wanted to sleep , something would get you all excited and hyper , as though someone was controlling your emotions .

Your mother would notice your sulky expressions that appeared suddenly and the random bursts of happiness when you were practically doing nothing and pulled you outside to talk to you one day .

“ Y/N are you okay ? This is has been going on for a while now … What’s happening ? ” she asked , her face filled with concern . Being the small 10 year old , you couldn’t help but cry out loud , simply because you couldn’t take it anymore too .

In between sobs , you said softly to your mother , “ I don’t know mother .. I get emotions i don’t want to feel at all and someone seems to be controlling them , is there something wrong with me ? ”

Your eyes widened and confusion took over you when your mother laughed at your words , patting your head .

“ My child , i didn’t want to talk about this with you yet because you’re still so young but since it’s happening , i have to . ”

As though you couldn’t process any of the words she just said , you stared at her with a confused expression , unsure of what to think .

Your mother laughed before saying , “ Your soulmate’s going to show up soon and you feel whatever he feels , same for him . For example , if he’s sad , you’d be sad too . And likewise , if you’re happy , he’d be happy too . This also explains why both daddy and i always have the same emotions right ? ”

Your mouth formed a small ‘o’ as you nodded your head , finally understanding all that was happening .

“ Oh and one more thing , ” your mother said as she stood up to get a marker . She drew a small stroke on your arm and said to you , “ If you write or draw something on your arm , it’ll appear on your soulmate’s one too . You can communicate with him much more easily like that .”

Your eyes lit up instantly as you saw writings on your arm .

“ What … is this ? ”

“ Can you see this ? ”

“ Omg am i crazy , why am i writing my arm but a stroke suddenly appeared on my arm , i’m scared . ”

Laughing at your soulmate’s silliness , you grabbed the marker and wrote back ,

“ Yes i can see this , you’re not crazy , i’m just your soulmate . ”

Soon enough , you saw writings on your arms again .

“ Oh .. I have heard about that before .. Nice to meet you , i guess ? ”

Why am i feeling so excited now … but i’m doing homework , i shouldn’t be .. “

You couldn’t help but giggle to yourself , you couldn’t wait to meet him .

” I’m actually excited right now because i’m excited as to when we’ll ever meet , i’m sorry .. “

” Oh .. No , no it’s fine , this is to pay back since you must have suffered alot since i cry … a lot “

The two of you spent the whole night talking to each other to the point where your arms were filled with marker ink . But yet you all didn’t share information about one another - you didn’t know his name , which school he went to and where he lived , mainly because you wanted it to be a surprise .


You laid your head on the table and sighed in frustration . Lessons and classes bore you out and the least you wanted to do was to sit in for a whole hour listening to your teaching going on about the history of Korea .

Puffing up your cheeks , you reached for your pen and scribbled on your arm ,

“ JS , You there ? ”

You knew nothing about his name but since you still had to address one another , he told you to call him ’ JS ’ since it was his name’s initials .

“ Yes , why ? I’m in math now … ”

You smiled to yourself when he replied .

“ Sigh i’m in history , i’m bored ”

Within seconds , writings appeared on your arm ,

“ You should be paying attention , what are ”

You waited for him to finish his sentence , but he didn’t . You quickly wrote a few ’ hellos ’ but he didn’t reply .

The silhouette of a young boy at the window caught your attention , his head was hanging low . You recognised him , he was that one quiet and shy kid who was embarrassed to interact with people but one thing you knew , you admired his dancing - Park Jisung .

As soon as he walked past the classroom , you felt a sharp pain in your chest , your breathing became unconstant and you felt the need to cry - the same feeling that was there whenever your soulmate cried .

Then it hit you , the class beside yours was math , you swore you heard a teacher shouting at a student just only , and your soulmate had mentioned about how much he loved dancing . JS was Jisung , and judging from his facial expression before , he was clearly sad .

Without caring about your teacher’s yelling at how rude you were , you dashed right out and headed to the corner of the hallway to the toilets .

Hesistantly, you knocked on the door of the boys’ toilet and shouted , “ Jisung it’s Y/N/I here , i know it’s crazy but i’m sorry if i caused you any trouble from my scribbling please come out . ”

The sadness you were feeling turned into confusion and you knew exactly what he was feeling .

The door opened and his head peeked out from behind . Giving him an assuring smile , you held out your hand , “ Y/N here , who knew we’ve been in the same school all along … It’s just really mindblowing .. ”

Jisung shook your hand and you saw his face flush up , unable to speak . When he saw you smile again , he loosened up , “ I-I’m sorry i didn’t mean to cry … It’s just the teacher thought i was cheating during the test when i was writing back to you , ”

Guilt took over you as you couldn’t help but hug him . He was as frozen as a log and didn’t move , his hands placed awkwardly at the sides of your body .

“ No i’m sorry , i didn’t knew you were having a test … I’m sorry omg . Wait , i have to explain to your teacher . ” you said as you pulled away from the hug . You held his hand tightly and pulled him to his classroom , ready to face the consequences .


You rested your head on your left hand , letting out a sigh as you took out your phone and scrolled to his contact number . Just as you was about to call him , a pair of big hands covered your eyes and you knew exactly who it was . You smacked it lightly and the person removed his hands , and you were greeted with a smiley and happy Jisung infront of you .

“ Sorry our teacher held us back again , ” he said while rubbing the back of his neck . Shaking your head , you held his hand and stood up , “ It’s okay , come on let’s go order our food , i’m starving . ”

His smile returned as he intertwined his hand with yours , shyly and quickly stealing a peck on your cheek before looking away , too shy to look at you .


* i sincerely apologise that this is so bad omg i’m sorry

You’re Perfect

Originally posted by claracivry

Originally posted by theabreann

Kurt Wagner x Reader

You’re Perfect

Author: Morgan

Prompt: Well I was hoping I could get a soulmate au with Kurt, where one eye color is your own and the other’s your soulmate’s and when you lock eyes with your soulmate, both of your eye colors become your own (I hope I’m not being confusing). Thank you!

Note: I am a ho for soulmate au’s and this is cute af omg. Also, I watched Slow West. Kodi is a smol bean.

Warnings: None?

Two mismatched eyes stared back at you in the mirror. They were odd colors, sure. One was a fiery amber that sometimes looked golden if the sun hit it just right. The other was a sweet shade of lavender. The strange colors weren’t as much of a shock when you discovered you were a mutant.

Naturally, your parents sent you to Xavier’s so you could learn to control your powers in a safe  way. Every day since you stepped inside the mansion’s walls, you kept a vigilant watch over all that passed you, almost paranoid that you would miss the one that had eyes like yours.

It was a normal day at the newly-reconstructed mansion. It had exploded just before the fight with Apocalypse, and because of the fight, there were three new students roaming the halls, all of whom you had yet to meet.

“Hey (Y/N),” Jean sat beside you on the couch. “Do you wanna come to the mall with us?”

“Sure,” you replied. There was nothing better to do after all. It was a sunny afternoon, and you were sure the gang was going to take the convertible, so to be safe, you grabbed a pair of sunglasses, pushing them up your nose and completely covering your eyes.

When you got to the garage, Jubilee, Scott, and another kid were waiting there, all wearing sunglasses too (though Scott didn’t really have much of a choice).

“(Y/N), this is Kurt. Kurt, this is our friend (Y/N), the one we were talking about.”

“Talking about me, huh Scott? All good things I hope.” you chuckled, smirking. Kurt smiled.

“Just zhat your powers are amazing.” Kurt stated. A wisp of lavender energy swirled around your fingers.

“Yeah?” you bit your lip, looking at the tall blue teen. “What’s your power, Kurt?” he disappeared in a puff of smoke. You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around to face him.


“That’s so cool!”

“You really zhink so?”

“Yeah, dude!” you smiled, laughing.

“Hey guys, this is fun and all, but if we don’t want to get caught, we better get moving. Before Hank or the Professor finds us.” Scott reminded. All of you nodded, piling into the car. Scott and Jean sat in the front and you, Jubilee, and Kurt piled into the back of the car, Kurt seated in the middle. It was a fun ride there, radio blaring pop music as you all sang along. Kurt glanced at you, smiling so wide his fangs were showing. He was a lot of fun, you decided, and really good at dancing. You were glad he had been added to your little friend group.

When you finally got to the mall, you walked into the food court. All of you (except Scott. That would be bad) took off your sunglasses. Jubilee had an amused smile on her face as she looked between you and Kurt, laughing.

“What?” you smiled curiously. “What’s wrong?”

“Look.” Jean nodded seriously. You glanced up at Kurt and your jaw dropped. There it was. Your eye. The gleaming lavender eye that you had been seeking out for so long. Its color faded, soon replaced with the amber from your eye. And through all of it, Kurt didn’t seem surprised.

“Scott…told me…zhat you…” Kurt started, eyes drifting anywhere but yours. “I’m sorry. Probably not vhat you expected, huh?”

“Are you kidding me?” you asked. Kurt couldn’t tell if you were happy or angry, but soon found the answer when you nearly tackled him in a hug. He smiled in disbelief, letting out a confused laugh. “Kurt, you’re perfect.”

“But I’m blue.”

“I know.” you nodded, still hugging him as if you were afraid he would vanish. And with his power set, he could.

“I think we should get some pizza to celebrate,” Jubilee suggested, receiving a resounding yes from the others. You grabbed Kurt’s three-fingered hand, holding it in both of your own. You felt his tail secure around your waist, something you would have no trouble getting used to, you decided. You sat down beside him in the booth. He smiled.

“Am I everything you expected?” you asked him softly, resting your head on his shoulder. He shook his head, pressing a kiss to your temple and giving your hand a little squeeze.

“Mein liebe, you are so, so much more.”

“A Drunken Ramble” (V x Reader)

okay this isn’t a request, but i had a burst of creativity after something similar happened to me lmao. it wasn’t a confession, but my friend sent me a video of my boyfriend rambling drunk about how great he thinks i am. it was the silliest and purest thing i had received honestly. i chose tae for this bc i can SO imagine him doing this weird but cute thing - he’s a puppy lmao.

Name: “A Drunken Ramble”

Character: V // Kim Taehyung (BTS)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,159

Originally posted by beui

(gif credit to the original owner)

“Be responsible,” you replied cheekily, trying to maintain some kind of control of your best friend. You chuckled as soon as you saw two emojis: the little face with the tongue stuck out. You shook your head, placing the phone down beside you and throwing yourself back onto your bed. You sighed. You were being truthful, however. No matter how far away you were from Taehyung, you always wanted to make sure that he was safe. This time, he was relatively near yet you still worried. He was older than you, not by much, but still older. However, you still felt the constant need to mother him and you were never sure whether it was to assure yourself or him. Since it was the kindest and charmingly strangest man you had ever met, you wanted to preserve that persona. He had sent you a message earlier, your heart pounding a little as the phone lit up to see his name on your phone. He was going out with the other 6 members of BTS, all of whom you were close to as well. They would look after him so you weren’t as worried, especially with responsible, parent-like members Namjoon and Jin. So, you took a deep breath, and allowed yourself to fall into the depths of sleep.

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