places i really want to visit

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Requested by anonymous

You two should have been more careful. Things got a little steamy between you two when you came to visit Minho in the map room, however today would be the day when your brother Thomas was finally in the wrong place at the wrong time.

”Hey Minho I wanted to talk to you about- what the hell?!” You quickly pulled away from Minho and turned to see Thomas standing there looking horrified. Who could blame him really. Seeing practically his best friend and his sister kissing was probably surreal.

”Thomas!” You flushed in embarrassment.

”This isn’t what it looks like… actually it’s exactly what it looks like” Minho said laughing nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck.

”Minho you are not helping” you said shooting him a dangerous glare. To be fair though at least he found something to say because you had no idea how you were going to explain this to Thomas.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

1. Time does not heal. Time makes you forget and does a good job of making memories blurry. Take healing into your own hands - don’t wait for someone else to do it.

2. Do not waste your I love you’s. The more you flaunt the word around to people you’ve just met and early lovers, the less it will mean when love really hits.

3. Create a list of things you want to do in life. I’m not talking about going to see the northern lights or visiting Hawaii. The little things that can be easy to accomplish such as: trying caviar, painting your room, and trying that new sushi place. Checking off the little things in life is the best self-esteem boost.

4. Always take the high road. If you’re working with rude people or someone has done wrong to you, do not stoop to their level. What’s goes around will come back around. Trust me.

5. Offer to help. People appreciate someone that genuinely wants to give a helping hand whether it’s setting the table or carrying heavy boxes.

6. Stop being hard on yourself. Who cares if you did not get an A on that test? Does it matter if you embarrassed yourself at lunch the other day? Move on. We’re only human.

7. Read more.

8. Be open minded. People who can not see past their own opinions do not go anywhere in life.

9. Accept your flaws.

10. Invest in yourself. Buy yourself that new art set, or new shoes, or order some good take out. The little things in life are often over looked, but they add up in the best ways.

—  aberrantangst 
lonely sentence starters

“Long time no see! How’re you holding up?”
“You clearly weren’t expecting me.”
“I came here to help you, but if you’d rather I hadn’t, I will leave you alone again.”
“I thought I’d just stop by and see how you were doing… It’s been a while.”
“You’ve been quiet lately.”
“How are you? Honestly. Don’t give me the usual crap.”
“Why’re you sitting here all by yourself?”
“This is supposed to be a party. You are supposed to dance, not sulk.”
“Has nobody come to see you?”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“When’s the last time you went outside?”
“Do you even want to see anyone?”
“You seem lonely…”
“Don’t you have any friends?”
“I don’t mind keeping you company.”
“Do you really have this place all to yourself?”
“Maybe if you tried being nice every once in a while you would actually have people who cared about you.”
“I’d visit you more often if I had the time…”
“I am your friend. You’ve got me.”
“Are you lonely?”
———-
“I just want to be left alone.”
“I’ve been so alone.”
“You’re the first person to visit me in ages.”
“I wish you’d visit more often.”
“I’m just so sick of being alone all the time.”
“No, of course I’m not lonely.”

;settle down (m)

pairing— min yoongi x reader, roommate! yoongi
genre/warnings— smut, angst, fluff, slow buuurrrn, enemies to lovers
words— 14,930

:: summary— An unfortunate event finds you living with the man you practically despise over the summer. However, maybe through a series of fortunate events, you find yourself falling for him…

note— this is a remastered version of the originally story I wrote called ‘and july’ (found here) that I wrote for suho back when I started this blog, albeit slightly (very?) different.

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I don’t play by the rules

Pairing: Peter parker x Stark! reader

Summary: Peter Parker falls hard for the new girl, and while he can’t do anything about it a certain masked hero might.

 word count: 2135

y/bf/n= Your best friend’s name

warnings: slight makeout? 

PART 2   PART 3

sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes, hope you enjoy it! Please tell me what you thought about it! :) 

ALSO! I! AM! TAKING! REQUESTS! SO! SEND! THOSE! IN! :)

Originally posted by tomshollandss

It happened on a Tuesday. A regular day you might say, however it was the day everything changed for Peter Parker. There he was on his chemistry class thinking it was just another boring class, another wasted hour, at least he thought that until the door opened, revealing the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

Standing in front of the class was Y/n Stark. Everybody knew who you were, your dad was Iron man, for God sake! You came in the classroom with a designer outfit and bag that was probably more expensive than Peter’s whole wardrobe.

Peter continued to watch you as the teacher told you to seat right at the front of the class. Not only were you a really pretty girl, with the brightest smile and the kindest eyes, but you also had to be very intelligent, since this was the Chemistry AP class. Well of course she is intelligent dumbass! Her father is Tony Stark! She has obviously been in his labs before!

After that first time he saw you everything went downhill. He could never gather the courage to talk to you, let alone ask you out, so he settled for watching you from afar. She probably thinks I’m a creeper, Peter thought, however he couldn’t bring himself to care. He could watch as your smile got bigger when someone told you a joke, and how your eyes will get particularly bright whenever you got a good grade at math. He didn’t care about anything else.

Not long after your arrival to the school he got his so-called “stark internship”,  or his role as Spiderman. This didn’t change much for him. He was still a nerd loser and you were still  a popular girl that was way out of his league.

“Seriously dude! how come you’ve never even said a word to her?” Ned asked Peter as they made their way into the gym.

“Is not that easy Ned! She doesn’t even know I exist!”

“But you are like, totally in love with Y/!” Peter quickly muffled Ned’s mouth, stopping the boy from saying anything else.

“Geez Ned! Don’t you want to shout it to the world?!” Peter started lowering his hand and headed towards the group of people exercising. “You can’t just go around saying that! Someone might hear you!”

“I’m sorry but, like, I still can’t believe it! Don’t you see her everyday? in the, you know, Stark Internship?”

Since Ned found out about Peter being Spider Man he had made questions non-stop, pretty ridiculous questions, if you asked Peter.

“Ned I don’t just hang out at the Avenger’s tower you know? I have to be on the streets! Besides, she is totally off limits I mean! She is Mr. Stark’s daughter! He would kill me if-”

“Shhh- SHhhhhh! Peter listen!”

This time he was the one to shut up as both boys listened to a conversation happening at the bleachers across them. It was Y/n, looking as beautiful as she always did, surrounded by her usual crowd.

“Sooo Y/n, you must be surrounded by all those superheroes at your house right? You know, because of your dad?

“Well not all the time, but yeah, they hang out pretty often” She responded, trying to sound chill about the topic. Not everybody noticed, but Peter knew just how tired she felt about having to talk about his dad and the avengers all the time. None of the people that followed her around really knew her. Yes they knew about her life and her family, but besides that no one seemed to take interest in getting to know her for real.

That was kind of the reason why he prefered to hide his identity. Well, that and the possibility of being kidnapped and killed.

“Are you friends with them?”  “Are they nice?” “Are they hot?” “Is Captain America a real blonde?”

A load of questions were asked at you, however one catched Peter’s attention again.

“Are you friends with spiderman? Do you know who he is?”

“I’ve actually never talked to him, he’s never at the tower when I’m there” she replied shrugging her shoulders. She really was clueless to the hero’s identity.

“Seriously Y/n? Weren’t you supposed to be Spiderman #1 fan?” Y/bf/n asked, as she wiggled her eyebrows at Y/n.

A blush spread to the girl’s cheeks as she smiled shyly. Of course she had a tiny crush with Spider Man (even though she didn’t have a clue of who he was), however he never seemed to hang around the tower as the other Avengers. Maybe he liked being alone.

The conversation was quickly dropped after the coach told them all to get back to work, however Ned was not done.

“Dude! She likes you!” You have to talk to her tonight!”

“She doesn’t like me! She likes Spider Man, not Peter, besides-”

“I swear to God that if you don’t make a move on her tonight I will stop being friends with you! You have to promise me you will try! Deal?

“Deal”

Could it be possible that the most beautiful girl he had ever laid his eyes on had a thing for him? Even if it was the suit she was in love with Peter couldn’t stop the smile that crept through his face all day and the knot he felt on his stomach every time he looked at Y/n.

And that is exactly why he found himself later that night ready to go talk to the girl of his dreams. He already knew the crew will be out with Mr Stark in some mission he was not allowed, so that cleared the way for him. And anyways he was always welcomed in the tower, at least that what they always told him.

“You can do this Peter, you got this”

Peter tried to give himself a little of motivation before knocking on your door,however he couldn’t find the strength to raise his hand and knock on it, he felt like a bundle of nerves! None of his previous fights or encounters had him feeling this way, he seriously needed to control himself! Peter tried once again to knock on the door only to be stopped when the door opened completely, revealing Y/n in her pj’s and her glasses, apparently ready to go to bed.

Both teenagers looked at each other with complete shook in the faces, one behind his mask of course. The girl was completely speechless, she couldn’t believe the Spider Man was in front of her! And had seen her in just some sweats! She blushed deeply as she realised her appearance.

Peter tried to think of something, anything to say to her, however he couldn’t seem to find the words. After a long silence Y/n finally broke the silence as she leaned against the door.

“I can’t believe Spider Man is at my door! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

The girl was trying to keep it together, however she was still freaking out, but she couldn’t let her stupid crush affect her! This was her chance to get to know him! She could feel her flirtier side creeping up, trying to smile wider and lean closer to the boy.

“Well- I umhh- I just wanted to- you know- visit my favorite Stark” Peter said as he tried to recover from his initial shook.

“Then I guess you are looking for my dad, however he is not around”

“I actually meant you, I’ve been waiting to meet you for a long time now”

The girl was surprised by what the boy had just said. Did he know her? How come they had never met before?

Y/n started moving inside her bedroom once again, looking over her shoulder to continue “Since I’ve got no plans for tonight you might want to hang for a while, you know, to get to know each other and stuff”

Peter did not need to be told twice before he followed her around and into her room. Well, bedroom was an understatement to what her place really looked liked. It seemed more like a apartment of her own, with a big tv are, followed by what appeared to be her studio with a shit ton of books and finally her actual bed. She went into the couch in front the TV as Peter followed her close behind. She finally seated down facing the boy.

“Why are you here with me right now and not saving the world as usual?”

“Can’t a man take a break every once in awhile? Besides, I’m pretty sure your dad is taking care of that at the moment”

“You are probably right, sooo anyways..You said you had wanted to meet me for a long time, so here I am, what is it that you wanna know?”

“Well nothing in particular- it’s just that- you are- you are a really beautiful girl”

The girl felt herself blush at the words of the boy behind the mask. He probably did have a thing for her then? There was only one way to find out the truth.

Y/n leaned closer to Peter, looking into what she supposed were his eyes and took him by the shoulder as she played with the curls in the back of his head.

“So you think I’m a beautiful girl?” She said with a teasing voice, trying to make the boy a little nervous, obviously succeeding.

“The most gorgeous I’ve meet”

Peter could say this without any hesitation. Right in front of him was the most beautiful girl on earth. Her big eyes were looking at him and she was even closer than before, he was getting kind of nervous, but her fingers in his hair kept him just in place, right where she wanted him.

“So if I’m so beautiful, how come you’ve never paid me a visit before?”

She had started talking in mere whispers, now moving her other hand into his chest, playing with the material of his suit.

“I wanted to!- I totally wanted to but- you know your dad’s rules right? I’m not really allowed to”

She started to lift his mask, revealing only his mouth before saying.

“Well Spider-boy, you should already know I don’t play by my father’s rules”

Right after she finished she crashed her lips into Peter’s making the boy let out a surprised gasp. He was kissing her! They were kissing! He couldn’t believe it!

Meanwhile the girl was feeling exactly the same. She didn’t knew where she got the guts to do it, but she was glad she did.

His fingers sanked  into her hair as they continued kissing, Peter finally out of his trance brought his other hand to the girl’s face and cupped it, deepening the kiss further.

He felt himself biting into the girl’s lips, as a quiet moan escaped her lips. Y/n pulled apart only to straddle his hips with her thighs and roll her hips along the way, giving them both a little of the friction they needed, but not enough.

Peter grabbed her waist trying to pull her closer to him, his hand making their way to her legs, touching and stroking her thighs. They were heavy breathing, kissing longer, harder, rougher. Both teenagers tried to take and taste as much as possible, urgent and desperately, fighting for dominance.

He pulled apart and went straight for her neck, sucking and biting, leaving what would sure become hickeys by the morning. His morning somewhat bored with her long legs moved to her hips once again, before sliding under her t-shirt and holding her closer, moving his hand right under her bra.

The soft whimpers that would leave her mouth every time he bite a specific part kept him going. Another movement yet another time they would feel that friction and that need to pull harder at the other.

Y/n as getting pretty tired of that stupid mask getting in the way, so she pulled apart ready to get it off him, however a noise down the kitchen distracted her. She heard her dad’s voice calling for her! The whole team was there already? How had they missed it?

Peter realised the situation as well  as he quickly pull stood up and headed towards the window.

“I really have to get going, I’m sorry!”

“Will I see you again?”

Peter pulled the girl close to him for one last kiss, a long lingering one. A kiss he had dreamed over and over again.

“Sooner than you think”

With this last words the boy pulled his mask down and disappeared through the window, swinging his way from building to building.

Man! He could not wait to tell Ned the good news!

Taking ‘Dronies’ with Traveler and Drone Photographer @wrenees

To see more from Renee’s travels, follow @wrenees on Instagram.

“The first time I ever saw a drone, I knew that I wanted to have one,” says Renee Lusano (@wrenees), who uses her drone to photograph vast landscapes. “Drones really appeal to me because they’re a fun toy, but also a photographic tool. And as I started to travel more, I thought a drone would be a great way to experience, capture and photograph more on each of my trips.”

A freelance designer based in Los Angeles, Renee takes advantage of her flexible schedule to travel the world, visiting far-flung places like Antarctica, Easter Island and Siberia with her friends (and sometimes with a hot dog costume). “I don’t enjoy having a routine,” she says. “The days and weeks are more memorable when I’m having new experiences.” Renee began creating @dronies — selfies with a drone — that “first show a somewhat mundane photo of myself, and then as the drone flies up, it reveals that I’m in some expansive and incredibly beautiful place. Soon, you don’t even see me — it becomes not about the selfie, but about the scale of the environment I’m in.”

STRAP IN, YOU GUYS, BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN SCREAMING FOR SOME POST-THOR: RAGNAROK FIC AND YOU BETTER BELIEVE I’M GONNA SCREAM SOME MORE WHEN I FIND IT, BECAUSE THERE’S SOME AMAZING STUFF HERE ALREADY.

THOR: RAGNAROK FIC RECS:
home through shadows journeying by Etharei, thor/loki, NSFW, ragnarok spoilers, 3.5k
   Life on the ship is a lot like being in limbo.
I Want To Be More by ValkyrieShepard, thor/loki, ragnarok spoilers, 4.4k
   When Loki comes to visit Thor after everything’s been done, a hug leads to something more intimate.
From The Ashes by IAmJustAlways (ThirtySeven), thor/loki & valkyrie & cast, ragnarok spoilers, 4.9k wip
   His people could now fit into a single hall in a space ship, and so many of them were children. Too many young faces would grow up without Asgard even as a memory. Of Asgard’s great, famed warriors there was only he and the Valkyrie left. How many healers with Asgard’s secrets resided in this hall, broken? How many of the mighty sorcerers? He had never cared much for books and things metaphorical, but in that moment Thor was ready to weep for all the knowledge lost in Asgard’s great Library.
gage by spookykingdomstarlight, thor/loki, ragnarok spoilers, 3.8k
   “I don’t recognize the stars here,” Thor said after a pause so long Loki had thought he wouldn’t answer, would ignore him entirely. His voice seemed caught between rocks, spit out through sharp-edged pebbles that could only do what their nature told them to do.
followed you down by homovikings, thor/loki & asgardians, ragnarok spoilers, 1.3k
   It’s Asgard but it isn’t.
Keep hoping, Keep fighting by will_thewisp, thor/loki, ragnarok spoilers, 1.7k
   Because that’s what heroes do. Thor gives Loki that hug. Post-Ragnarok (so, SPOILERS).
put out the flames by finalizer, thor/loki & avengers, ragnarok spoilers, 7.2k
   Thor has his doubts, but he takes Loki back to Earth. Somehow, it gets easier from there.
Here and now by Chelidona (Hobbity), NSFW, thor/loki, ragnarok spoilers, 1.9k
   Thor: Ragnarok spoilers! A missing scene for which I am sure there are already 100 fanfictions I will soon look for at the end of the movie, a scene that just begged to be expanded.
two by homovikings, thor/loki, ragnarok spoilers, ~1k
   They move as one.
better stop and rebuild all your ruins by ohliamylia, thor & loki, ragnarok spoilers, 1.3k
   Thor and Loki regroup. Immediate post-movie tag.
might as well be strangers (but oh, i don’t want to) by EllaYuki, thor/loki, ragnarok spoilers, ~1k
   as they make their way to commandeer a ship out of sakaar, loki and thor have a conversation in an elevator. (loki’s point of view during the elevator scene.)
Bookie’s post-hug fic by thebookhunter, thor/loki, NSFW, ragnarok spoilers, 2.9k
   Thor has no intention to stop hugging. Fine by Loki. Like, really, *really* fine.

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WITCH TIP

Scared of going into a forest or place nearby that you really want to visit? Maybe it gives you creepy vibes?

Yell at that forest and/or place: “BITCH, I’M A WITCH…I AM THE ONLY THING IN HERE THATS SCARY. TREMBLE IN FEAR FOR EVERY STEP I TAKE”

If the forest and/or place yells back “YOU’RE NOT MY MOM” then best leave it be and go somewhere else. Ain’t nobody got time for moody shit like that

anonymous asked:

what would bts be like on their wedding day?

Jin

  • would want a super big extravagant wedding
  • invites everyone he knows
  • rents out an entire island for the wedding and honeymoon
  • the venue is a private beach with golden sand and crystal waters
  • of course a beautiful pink theme
  • he’d be having the time of his life interacting with all the guests
  • telling everyone funny stories about adventures he went on with his partner
  • it wouldn’t fully hit him until he’s at the alter and his bride walks out in a sparkling rose colored dress
  • and a lil tiara with personalized crystals
  • and his mouth drops open in awe because this is it he’s marrying the love of his life
  • rushes through the vows because he cant wait any longer
  • you’re finally mine, princess
  • lots of laughing, dancing, and big smiles the entire night
  • and of course champagne popping

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

Yoongi

  • the whole day would be like a fairy tale
  • pisces are hopeless romantics and they dream of their wedding day
  • the entire time he’d be on cloud nine, practically floating
  • would want a traditional venue
  • like a nice cathedral or even a castle
  • a small crowd of friends and family
  • listen, this boy would be so emotional
  • he’d be able to hold it in until his bride appears
  • in a flowy ball gown that’s fit for a princess
  • a sniffle or two would definitely slip through
  • okay more like a lot of sniffles
  • he’d prepare a gorgeous piece of poetry to read during the vows
  • that talks about the blessing his s/o is and how he can’t wait to spend the rest of his life with them
  • and now the entire venue is in tears
  • a joyous, emotional day

Hoseok

  • aquariuses are always innovative
  • so he’d find a really creative venue
  • like a skyscraper or an amusement park
  • would entertain his guests with a live band
  • he’d be really hyper and excited and just have too many feels to express
  • can’t stand still
  • the whole aesthetic of their outfits would be unique and different
  • nothing traditional
  • i don’t think he’d get overemotional during the ceremony
  • just have the biggest smile on his face
  • it’d be a fun event for him
  • the emotion and passion is saved for the honeymoon
  • wink wink
  • hypes his wife up so much
  • is literally that will smith meme
  • choreographs a dance with his bride!!!
  • it’d be really cheesy and cute but also super impressive
  • a day no one would ever forget

Originally posted by syubbed

Namjoon

  • virgos are very meticulous
  • and are perfectionists
  • would plan every single detail
  • probably stresses out over it
  • “joon don’t worry. i know it’s going to be amazing”
  • “i just want everything to be perfect for you jagi”
  • but that day, specifically when he lays eyes on his bride, all his nerves fade away
  • i can see him liking his bride to wear something a little fitted
  • that shows off her curves and a lil skin
  • if u know what i mean
  • a nice traditional setting with a sensual touch
  • pulls out an entire speech he typed out from his pocket during the vows
  • the rest of the boys cheer and holler extra loud during the kiss
  • everything would go as amazing as he wished and he’d be soso happy and satisfied

Jimin

  • invites every person he’s ever encountered
  • because he doesn’t want anyone to feel left out
  • probably has planned it with his partner for years
  • chooses a gorgeous venue
  • like a huge breathtaking white castle
  • which would be very fitting because he’d look like an actual prince
  • before the ceremony, he’d be rushing around trying to great as many people as possible and thank them for coming
  • libras always want to make everyone happy
  • would need someone to make him slow down and remind him it’s his day
  • absolutely lost for words when he sees his bride
  • wow. jagi you look….wow.
  • thought he’d be able to keep his cool during the vows but is so flustered and blushy
  • kisses her way longer than necessary but he can’t help it
  • a picture perfect wedding

Taehyung

  • his family and roots are really important to him
  • so i can see him choosing a pretty venue in his hometown, daegu
  • maybe some place he visited a lot during his childhood
  • so that he can make even more amazing memories there
  • a small traditional ceremony
  • with his family and close friends
  • honestly he could care less where it happens, as long as his bride is there with him
  • tries his hardest to contain his emotions
  • makes a lot of jokes to shake off his nerves
  • can’t help letting out an amazed “wahhh…” when his brides comes out in a white gown that looks like it was made for her
  • can’t take his eyes off her
  • cups her face in his hands when he kisses her
  • the rest of the night would be filled with a lot of laughs
  • playfully puts cake frosting on her nose and she puts some on his cheeks
  • an unforgettable day

Originally posted by lqtaehyungie

Jungkook

  • a big bundle of nerves and emotions
  • being a virgo, he wants everything to be perfect
  • thinks of it kinda like a concert and he wants to “perform” his best
  • practices his vows the entire week before
  • or month
  • his libra venus makes him quite the romantic
  • would want a venue in the middle of a rose garden that’s lit by the night sky and twinkling lights
  • nothing too fancy or large, just his closest friends and family
  • needs several pep talks from the boys
  • constantly fixing his hair or adjusting his tie
  • the ring accidentally slips from his hands because they’re so sweaty
  • which makes everyone chuckle and kinda breaks the ice
  • once he looks into his bride’s eyes his nerves would disappear
  • he’d forget everyone else is in the room, it’d only be you two
  • later in the night, he surprises his wife with a song he secretly prepared
  • one they both listened to together a lot; their song
  • and serenades her right there
  • it’s so beautiful and touching and everything she could ever wish for
Boyfriend! Daniel Kang

Okay so I know I’m a hiatus and all but like Daniel Kang is my bby and like I love him so much so here we go

  • you’re Woojin’s older sister and after watching Produce 101 you can say you’re voting for him and Woojin
  • glad that someone there’s to take care of your lil bro
  • a cute someone 
  • you show up to the final show bcus you’re a “loving sister” but really it’s because of Daniel Kang and his hip thrusts
  • remembers the sorry sorry fancam
  • anywho
  • Daniel gets in to the top 11 (he better or else Mnet is gonna catch these hands) and you were probably the loudest lol
  • but your sad af because Woojin didn’t but that’s okay since he’s a little baby that has a lot of time to grow
  • •you meet up with Woojin afterwards and guess who’s with him
  • the one and only DANIEL KANG
  • being he responsible sister you are, you thank Daniel for taking care of your little brother 
  • daniel’s like ‘no problem, he’s like my son’
  • ’…’
  • then you both burst out laughing cus y'all are weirdos
  • you exchange numbers before he has to leave and you could have sworn he winked at you
  • like no
  • leave the winking to Jihoon
  • feeling attacked by his wink
  • he texted you a few days later and you’re just like
  • ‘oh’
  • ‘OH’
  • you guys hit it off and those texts became physically hanging out with him, Woojin and Woojin’s omma Seongwoo
  • sometimes it was only you and Daniel which you wee totally fine with
  • eventually you and Daniel started getting closer and the classic you liked him and he liked you thing happened
  • eventually he asked you out on a date and everything would be fine from there
  • moving on to actual boyfriend!Daniel
  • lots and lots of skinship
  • back hugs for days
  • will squeeze the fuck out of you whenever he can
  • legit you can’t get him off of you
  • like his arms are wrapped around your waist and his chin is resting on your head / shoulder
  • kind of clingy but that’s okay since he’s being cute about it
  • holds your hand 25/8
  • his grip is pretty tight because he doesn’t want to lose you but it’s not too tight since he doesn’t want your fingers to lose circulation
  • doesn’t mind a lot of PDA
  • love it actually
  • you’re his and he’s your’s
  • says the most cheesy and cliche lines ever
  • ‘if you were a booger, I’d pick you first’
  • ‘ew get a life’
  • 'you are my life’
  • 'okay I admit that was kind of smooth’
  • fights over books are normal too
  • 'HARRY POTTER IS BETTER THAN PERCY JACKSON’
  • 'istg Daniel, I will super glue that mouth of yours and force you to watch the Percy Jackson movies while listening to me rant on how horrible they are’
  • 'I love you babe’
  • 'that’s what I thought’
  • he’s really caring tho and will like always be there for you
  • if he notices that you’re having a bad day, he’ll come over with ice cream
  • will climb through your window if he had to but most of the time Woojin just opens the door
  • he’ll just sit on your bed and pull you on him so that you’re sitting on his lap with your chin on his shoulder
  • will wrap an arm around you and the other one will be petting your hair because he knows you like that
  • wouldn’t make you talk about it but you eventually open up anyways because this boy just wants to make you happy
  • you end up eating ice cream and cuddling all day
  • make sure to offer Woojin some too for letting Daniel in
  • taking care of his cat when you visit him
  • he calls you their mother because to be honest you really are that cat’s mother
  • he likes giving you forehead kisses
  • that way he doesn’t have to bend down 
  • he also likes giving you nose boops because he’s cute like that
  • story time!!!
  • includes a “makeout session” but not really since I totally don’t know how to write that shit
  • so you and Daniel were hanging out at your place aka your parents house
  • y’all were cuddling and doing your usually cute thing since he’s just like that and yeah
  • suddenly you get bored and his face is a lot more interesting then the movie
  • you noticed how kissable his lips are because they really are 
  • i’m not the only one right?
  • and he notices that you’re not playing attention so he’s becomes his cheeky self
  • ‘is my face just that handsome?’
  • you’re like 
  • ‘what, no, ew, get away from me’
  • but you’re face is like all red so he knows that you were totally checking him out
  • he laughs and leans in to kiss you
  • you kiss back of course
  • that somehow escalated and now you guys are making out on the couch and his hands are up you’re shirt
  • oops
  • suddenly the front door opens and Seongwoo, Woojin and some produce 101 winners walk in with a cake
  • you probably heard a high pitched scream that belonged to your little brother
  • ‘wow, I know we told you to distract her but this was not what we wanted’
  • and you’re all like ‘wtf is going on’
  • then you realized something
  • ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N’
  • wow you forgot your own birthday
  • nice going y/n
  • so that’s the story of why you and Daniel should never make out in the living room 
  • basically stan Daniel Kang and fight Mnet with me if he doesn’t debut

bunnylexicon  asked:

*whispers* okay but Imagine Taako doing a show in Ravens Roost around the same time Kalen does the thing and Julia and Steven live because Taako accidentally turns the bombs into fucking powdered Sugar. Taakos just wondering why the fuck the sugar didn't appear and Kalen gets found out because the detonators still went off, causing minor damage.

Taako waves his arm, and there’s no fucking powdered sugar.

And, fuck, okay. Okay. He worried this would happen, though of course he hadn’t said anything to Sazed because he could already picture the look that would get him. But he worried that this transmutation stuff was coming too easy to him. Nothing came easy to him, he’d been waiting for the other shoe to drop, and now here it is. He’s standing on his stagecoach with a batch of fresh beignets and no powdered sugar like some kind of idiot.

Taako is a fucking professional, and he plays that shit off for laughs. Makes a frustrated face, wiggles his arm a bit, nothing. Hits his wrist with his other arm as if he’s trying to get the last bit of something out of a bottle. The audience laughs, and he prepares himself for another spell… and before he can cast it, there’s a rumble and a shudder.

There are several panicked moments where he and his audience both think the spire they’re on is about to come down, and then there are townspeople hauling men up the spire, and wouldn’t you know it - they’re fucking covered in powdered sugar.

“So that’s where it went,” Taako mutters, and he must have said it louder than he meant to because the crowd is howling.

He’s asked to a meeting in the tavern and he’s promised free drinks as an incentive, so fuck it, he goes. There’s a big muscled guy named Magnus there, along with his wife Julia who looks equally qualified to benchpress Taako a few times over, and both of them are smiling at him like he’s their new best friend. 

It’s… nice, Taako guesses. He’s not exactly sure how he feels about the way they greet him, offer him a seat at their table, shove a tankard towards him - he’s used to admiration, but this isn’t quite that. There’s something a little more to this, and it makes him uncomfortable; he doesn’t know what to do with it.

He saved the town with his misfired spell, apparently, and Taako finally understands the couple’s good mood. This arrangement is more comfortable; next they’ll be asking if he can stay, if he can provide any protection spells for future attacks, and about how managed to anticipate this one. They’ll offer a price and Taako will have to decline. Eventually these people will get the picture; once they know that they’re not going to get what they want from him, that cheerfulness is going dry right up and Taako will finish his drink alone. Interactions are so much easier after all of the cards are on the table.

Taako decides that he doesn’t feel like dealing with that scenario tonight, and tells the two of them straight-up: sorry, this was completely an accident and there will be no repeat performances if he has anything to say about it.

They don’t care. They laugh, and they ask him about his show. They ask him what life is like on the road, and they tell him stories about Raven’s Roost. The three of them are in that tavern, sitting at that table, for most of the night. Taako’s not sure when he starts to feel comfortable. There’s something familiar about Magnus, and Julia is easy to like. It’s surreal, and it’s… a relief, like he’s found something he didn’t know he was looking for.

The two of them insist on sending him letters. He gives them a vague outline of his route and, sure enough, there are letters waiting for him at each new town. Eventually he writes back. Eventually it’s a thing that he does, sending letters to Raven’s Roost and then expecting an answer. He’s never disappointed, and that… scares him.

And then his magic has gone wrong again, and he doesn’t know what to do. He thinks about Raven’s Roost but… they wouldn’t want him now, not when he’s killed almost an entire town. Magnus and Julia saved theirs. What would they think of him. He’d rather not know.

Magnus finds him three weeks later. He started looking after the letters dried up, he explained. He and Julia were worried. They heard about Glamour Springs.

There’s a place in Raven’s Roost for Taako, if Taako wants it. It’s not much, mostly just an extra room, but the two of them thought it might be nice for Taako to have a place to stay if he ever came to visit. He’s welcome to stay there now; he’s welcome to stay as long as he likes. Taako still isn’t sure that he can trust this - but he wants to, so he goes.

First Love

Summary: You move into a new apartment and you become enemies with your new neighbor.

Pairing: Min Yoongi / Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 4.4k

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Where’s the girl that’s down for spontaneous road trips? Adventuring through life instead of just waiting for it to happen?
I want to come home on Friday evening and just decide to pack the car and find a place to visit. Stay in a shitty motel if we don’t really have the money or sleep in the car, I don’t care.
I want sunrises sitting together, wrapped in blankets and drinking cheap coffee from whatever gas station we passed. I want driving around and walking and exploring, not only the planet but each other. Sunsets spent giggling and talking and singing horrible songs.
I just want spontaneity and adventure and the feeling you get when the sun is warming you from the inside out.

Four Weddings

Part 1 of this really fluffy series that I’ve been trying to write for what feels like ten years. I hope you guys enjoy it! Please send some feedback and fill this out to be added to my tag list! 

Word Count: 6000+

Warnings: Language and cute stuff 

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd

Tom was an idiot, he was sure of it. The only reason he even decided to go to these stupid weddings were because Joanne was going to be there, she was going to be at each of the weddings, and of course, when he found out she was seeing someone else Tom just had to RSVP with, “Yes I will be attending, with one guest.”

Now it was three days before the first wedding, and he was just as single as ever. “How hard can it be to find a girl to go with me to a few weddings?” he remembered telling himself when he sent in his RSVP months ago and had since forgotten about it. That is until his old friend, Jerry, who was getting married, sent him a message. It read, hey man! Can’t wait to see you and your girl at the wedding, been too long. Tom knew he was royally fucked.

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anonymous asked:

Can I request hcs with spin the bottle where the bottle lands on MC and a member of the RFA and V and Saeran? They're not dating though. I saw your thing about Jaehee. You don't have to do her if you're not comfortable:) Thank you for all your headcanons! They're so cute!

Thank you for being understanding! Hope you like these~ 


Zen:

  • After the RFA party, he asks you to become his manager
  • There was an after party after a final shoot, and you decide to go
  • A few people got a little tipsy and suggested a game of spin the bottle
  • It was all friends, so you didn’t really mind
  • You and Zen got separated from him thanks to some crazy women
  • So, you ended up sitting opposite of him in the circle
  • When it’s your turn, and you totally expect it to land on Weird Carl
  • Then the room erupts in chaos as people start “ooo-ing” and whistling
  • The bottle had landed on Zen
  • He gives a grin and scratches the back of his head
  • You’re a bit nervous about the idea of kissing him
  • Not that you didn’t think of it before
  • He gives you a small smile “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. It’s just a game.”
  • You awkwardly move your head towards him
  • Zen cups your cheek and gently presses his lips to yours
  • You think it’s going to be short, but to your surprise he lingers longer than needed
  • You remember that there’s people in the room, so you gently push him back before he started to get carried away
  • He apologizes and is about to walk away
  • You find your boldness “It’s okay. We can finish this later, right?”

Yoosung:

  • You both had a similar circle of friends at university
  • It was no surprise that you often got invited to the same parties
  • A few of your friends wanted to get away from the loudness of the large party
  • So, you went into another room and someone suggested spin the bottle
  • Yoosung gets a bit nervous because he’s never kissed anyone before
  • And moreso, you were there and what if someone else got to kiss you before he even had the chance to confess his feelings
  • The game was torturous
  • A few times, the bottle almost landed on you, but thankfully never did
  • By the time it was his turn, his palms were so sweaty
  • He barely taps the bottle because he’s shaking so much
  • It spins once and lands on the person next to him…which was you
  • He looks at you knowing he’s really red and wide-eyed
  • He’s stammering out an apology
  • “Why are you apologizing? It’s the point of the game!”
  • You lean forward and give him a small peck on the lips
  • RIP Yoosung
  • He doesn’t stop thinking about it all night
  • When he walks you back to your place, he accidentally ends up confessing
  • “I didn’t even get to kiss you properly because of the game,” he pouts
  • You smirk, “Well, you can try now?”

Jumin:

  • You were just visiting his penthouse after work one day
  • His father calls him and asks him to attend some office party last minute
  • He really doesn’t want to go alone, so he asks you and you accept
  • For a party of CEO’s, you really didn’t expect a game of spin the bottle to come up
  • Yet it did…both you and Jumin weren’t thrilled about playing and stayed to the side
  • Somehow, Mr. Han coerced you both to join in “for fun”
  • You wanted to get it out of the way, so you offer to spin first
  • Jumin was so caught up ranting about probability in these sorts of games that he didn’t realize the bottle landed on him
  • Suddenly he went quiet
  • You really didn’t want to do it, because you thought he didn’t like you in that way
  • You were caught off-guard when he walked up to you and stood expectantly
  • “Jumin, we don’t have to,” you start rambling. “If you feel weird about it–”
  • It was a surprise when he grabbed your face and kissed you full on the mouth
  • When he pulls away, you need a moment to catch your breath
  • “Oh, sorry? Was that too intense? I’ve been wanting to do that for awhile.”
  • He kept apologizing for it throughout the night
  • You kept telling him it was fine until finally you admitted you kind of liked it
  • Jumin’s just like “Well, if you liked it that much…”


Seven:

  • Neighborhood friend Tom invited him to a party
  • Oddly enough, he invited you too
  • When you got there…it was just the three of you
  • He sits you down in the living room and places an empty bottle on the table
  • He declares you three would play spin the bottle
  • And then abruptly says he needs to use the bathroom
  • But insists you two should still play
  • When Tom is gone, you and Seven just stare at each other before bursting into laughter at the ridiculous situation
  • You both figured out Tom had poorly attempted to matchmake you
  • Seven smirks and spins the bottle
  • There was no one else for it land on, so it points in your general direction
  • You get kind of flustered when he leans forward
  • Just as you think he’s going to kiss you, his head swerves to the side and he bites into an apple sitting in the fruit bowl behind you
  • “Your turn,” he adds with a wink
  • For fun, you spin it and you think it’ll land on the lamp on the other side of the room or something
  • It actually lands on him…dead accurate too
  • He teases you and leans really close to your face
  • Cue Tom coming in and “conveniently” running into the couch
  • The impact causes the distance between you and Seven to close
  • You both pull back immediately, blushing and flustered
  • Tom just ushers you out the door, thanking you for coming
  • You both agree it was the weirdest experience you’ve ever had
  • Although Seven chuckles, “So…wanna play that game again sometime?”

Saeran:

  • Seven dragged him out to an RFA and friends get together
  • He was a bit relieved to see you there
  • He was less relieved when Seven and Zen suggested a friendly game of spin the bottle
  • He was in the circle more to observe what was going on
  • Seven spun the bottle and it landed on you
  • He leaned forward about to kiss you when Saeran jutted out his hand, blocking it
  • After wiping Seven’s “kiss” off his palm in disgust….
  • He unexpectedly kissed you in front of everyone
  • He was super embarrassed afterwards and slipped out of the room
  • You followed him…mostly to ask what happened and if he was okay
  • He admitted he kind of got jealous
  • You smile and give a vague confession about your own feelings
  • You two continue the game…without the bottle

V:

  • Jumin invited you over to his penthouse for a small get-together with the RFA as well as some potential party guests
  • After at least one bottle of wine was finished, someone suggested to play spin the bottle with it
  • While a few people ducked out of the game, you decided it might be fun
  • V wants to be a good sport so he joins in
  • He can’t see though, so he finds the anticipation funny
  • It’s his turn to spin and suddenly people are giggling
  • He’s chuckling
  • “Who? Who did I get?”
  • You tap V on the shoulder and announce it’s you  
  • He breathes, “Oh good. I’m glad.”
  • Was that an indirect confession?
  • You have to initiate, so you cup his face gently and press your lips to his
  • It was short and sweet, but there was no denying a connection had been made
  • At the end of the night, he offers to see you home safely
  • And maybe asks you on a date

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[trans] haruhana vol.41 NCT 127 SOLO QUESTIONS

Q1: Food you will LIMITLESS-ly eat and not feel tired from it?

Taeil: Sangyeopsal, Pizza (I like it all this while)
Johnny: Sandwich. I can eat it anywhere anytime, there’s so many types of it.
Taeyong: Sujebi (hand torn noodle soup). I have liked it since I was a kid
Yuta: Takoyaki. Isn’t it decided that it’s Takoyaki? (laughs)
Doyoung: Udon
Jaehyun: Water. I can drink it forever, no matter how much I drink it I won’t feel completely full from it.
Winwin: Meat (Chicken, beef)
Mark: Chicken. I can eat any type of chicken.
Haechan: Kimchi

Q2: Where would you go for a day for a holiday if not limited by the distance? 

Taeil: Kangwondo. I want to go to the ski-ing place, I want to ski and snowboard.
Johnny: To go to my house in America, and sleep on my own bed.
Taeyong: Youngster’s street, Shibuya. I like fashion, I want to try going.
Yuta: Europe or Italy. The streets look pretty.
Doyoung: Italy
Jaehyun: Neptune. I first place I want to go is the Neptune.
Winwin: I want to go to New Zealand. I love everything about that place.
Mark: I want to go to Canada, I want to stroll around the streets I lived in.
Haechan: Busan. I want to eat raw fish there.

Q3: Choose a member you want to be with forever.

Taeil: Johnny. We have common topics and match well. Even if I asked something weird, he still can interestingly and properly answer my questions.
Johnny: I love all members!!
Taeyong: Yuta. He’s the most carefree, I can be around him for a long time.
Yuta: No one. I don’t want to be with anyone till old age (laughs) I just want to be with my pretty wife in the future~… 
Doyoung: Taeil
Jaehyun: Winwin. We are same aged friends, we won’t get tired of each other.
Winwin: My friend Jaehyun
Mark: Winwin hyung. He’s amazing, I always see a new side about him.
Haechan: Doyoung hyung.

Q4: A song you like and will LIMITLESS-ly loop?

Taeil: NCT 127′s LIMITLESS. If you loop it, it’s a great song.
Johnny: Coldplay’s YELLOW
Taeyong: NCT 127′s LIMITLESS.
Yuta: DBSK’s BEGIN. I always listen to it before I sleep.
Doyoung: NCT 127′s SWITCH
Jaehyun: NCT 127′s LIMITLESS
Winwin: NCT 127′s LIMITLESS (^^)
Mark: Justin Bieber’s LOVE YOURSELF
Haechan: Michael Jackson’s BILLIE JEAN

Q5: Please list out a member’s charming points, as much as possible

Taeil: -> Johnny. Relaxing guy, tall guy, can communicate with anyone. Language skills (English, Korean, Chinese). Has lots of strength.
Johnny: -> Taeyong. He’s really so handsome. He understands things by just looking at us. And he’s cute too when he tries to be cool.
Taeyong: -> Yuta. Happy, always having fun, nice, passionate, hardworking, cool, manly, and a good friend of mine.
Yuta: -> Doyoung. Sings well. Great voice. The most proper member out of everyone. The one who gets everyone together. Voices out opinions well. 
Doyoung: -> Jaehyun. He has so many charms that it’s not possible for me to choose. If I had to choose, it would be his reverse charms. He’s manly yet gentle.
Jaehyun: -> Winwin. He is a happy go lucky person. He’s extremely pure but sometimes serious, I just love him so much.
Winwin: -> Mark. He has a great personality. He nice and cute. Great at rapping and dancing. His charms are limitless, really limitless. Mark with Limitless Charms
Mark: -> Haechan. Beautiful legs. Overflowing energy. Great at cooking. A prankster. He doesn’t listen, but it’s getting better (laughs) It’s deeply interesting how our personalities are completely different from each other.
Haechan: -> Taeil. Sings well. He’s good at playing instruments. He’s interesting. Amiable. Loves sports. 

Q6: A handwritten message for the fans

Taeil: (in Korean) Thank you everyone for your support all this while. We will continue to show a great stage from now to show our charms. NCT 127 fighting!
Johnny: (in Korean) I would be happy if we could have more chances meet fans in Japan more from now. Thank you for supporting us.
Taeyong: (in Korean) Dear Japanese fans. Thank you for always giving us your love and concerns. From now we will work hard, and give you the best NCT 127 you can see!!!
Yuta: (in Japanese, Kansai dialect to be exact lol) Dear fans in Japan, it’s Yuta!! Always always, thank you so much for your support ^^!! Take care of us from now okay ^^v
Doyoung: (in Korean) Dear fans of Japan, thank you for always loving us……… -(I can’t read anymore it’s too blur)-
Jaehyun: (in Korean) Please love us “limitlessly”~ ♡ I’m always thankful, and love everyone!!
Winwin: (in Japanese) From now please continue to support us
Mark: (in Korean) It’s my first time in Sapporo, it’s a pretty place and fans are really welcoming, I started to like Japan even more (^^) From now I’m happy to be able to visit Japan more often. Everyone, let’s meet again!!
Haechan: (in Korean)  Everyone, I’m so happy~!! Thank you!!

anonymous asked:

Hey! From that huge au list that you said you were accepting prompts on, could you possibly do stucky, the "I hit you with my car and I'm the only one who visited at the hospital, you okay?" with steve being the one hit by the car? It's a sick day for me and it feels like I've exhausted all good fanfiction... you're my only hope!

“Which flower arrangement says ‘I’m very sorry for running you over in my car’?” Bucky asks into his phone, frantically looking between an arrangement with tulips and an orchid.

There’s a long pause, then Natasha asks very level, very calm, “James?”

“Yes?”

“What did you do?” she asks in that same, calm voice.

“I RAN SOMEONE OVER WITH MY CAR,” Bucky yells. “I JUST SAID THAT.”

“Excuse me sir,” says the little old woman shopping next to him.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry for yelling,” Bucky says. “I’ll be quiet.”

“No, no, dear, that’s not the issue,” she says.

“Oh, then am I in your way?” he asks.

“No, it’s just that I’m about to leave the store, and drive home. I’m hoping that you’ll give me a few minutes’ head start before you leave, too.”

He nods and smiles at the old lady, then goes back to his phone. “I wish I were dead,” he says, still smiling.

“Daffodils are nice,” Natasha says.

— —

It’s probably presumptuous to go visit the guy you hit with your cat in the hospital and Bucky’s pretty sure that if his insurance company knew about Bucky going over there they’d be pissed, but you can’t just run someone over with your car and not visit them in the hospital. That’d just be bad form.

Bad form like not stopping all the way at a stop sign and grazing the pedestrian who is crossing the street.

He knocks on the door. “Uh, hi,” he says, looking at the guy laying in bed.

The guy sits up a little, then winces. “Hi,” he says. “You lost?”

“No, at least… I don’t think so. You’re Steve Rogers?” The guy nods. “Okay, well, I’m Bucky Barnes and I maybe sort of hit you with my car,” he says, hiding behind the bouquet of daffodils a little. He peeks out from behind it. “Sorry about that,” he adds.

The guy snorts. “Believe it or not, it’s not the first time I’ve been hit by a car,” he says, “and you just tapped me.” He shrugs. “Honestly, I wouldn’t even be in here if it weren’t for my pre-existing conditions.” He perks up a little. “Are those for me?” he asks, looking at the flowers.

“Yeah,” Bucky says, walking forward towards the bed and holding the flowers out to Steve. “They are! They’re… daffodils.”

“I’m horribly allergic,” Steve says, grinning. “Gimme.”

“But you’re—“

“Already in the hospital,” Steve says, taking the flowers and smelling them. The yellow looks nice with his soft blond hair and it’s kind of cute when his thick black frame glasses slip down his nose while he sniffs. “Wow! These are great.”

“I’m glad you like them,” Bucky says, trying not to blush because the guy he ran over with his car is really stinking cute.

“Thanks for coming,” Steve says.

“Oh, uh,” Bucky says, shoving his hands in his pockets. “It was the least I could do.”

“I’m I the hospital so much that my friends don’t even notice at this point, so it’s nice to have some company.” He’s still holding the flowers, and looks down at them again like he can’t believe he really has them, and Bucky wonders why his friends wouldn’t come visit him in the hospital when he is obviously the most adorable dork in all of New York City. He looks back up at Bucky. “You want some pudding?” he asks. “I have some extra.”

— —

Two years later and Steve feeds Bucky a spoonful of pudding. “Yum,” Bucky says, smacking his lips together.

“I can’t believe you convinced the caterers to serve pudding,” Steve says, grinning.

“You know how some couples have special songs or places?” Bucky asks.

Steve nods. “Yeah,” he says.

“Well, our dessert is pudding,” he says.

Steve rolls his eyes. “I can’t believe you,” Steve says.

“And I still can’t believe that you agreed to marry some guy who ran you over with his car,” Bucky says.

Steve shrugs. “You didn’t have enough money to be worth suing,” he says. “And,” he adds, “you only grazed me.”

Bucky grins, leans in and kisses his new husband.

“And you grazed me with your love,” he says. “Same thing.”

“Not at all!” Steve squeaks and Bucky laughs and around them their friends and family dance awkwardly to a mediocre DJ and they’re husbands now, and Bucky will never, ever, run over anyone else for the rest of his life.

Should’ve Known Better

Summary: Requested by anon: “Can you write a Grayson imagine where he get sick when visiting your family and he wakes you up in the middle of the night because he’s feeling really sick to his stomach and doesn’t really know what to do because he’s in an unfamiliar place and super fluffy !! Thanks!!”
Word Count: 1,780
Warnings: None. Fluff (?) I hope so!
A/N: Writing this was so much fun. Imagining it as I wrote it made me feel so mushy and now, I want a sick Grayson to look after. I hope I’ve done it justice and I really hope you like it anon! I’ve tried my hardest to make it fluffy and I really hope you enjoy it. Okay, now I’m nervous and anxious. Requests are open as is criticism and feedback. Hope you enjoy reading it!! Xx


You should have known better than to believe your boyfriend when he brushed off your concerns about him coming down with a cold. Despite Grayson doing a poor job of muffling his sneezes, trying to be inaudible as he cleared the ‘itch’ in his throat, you let yourself believe him when he said he was fine and that it was just allergies getting the better of him.

Now though, sitting at the airport, waiting to board the flight, you were kicking yourself internally for having listened to him. You looked over at your boyfriend, his red nose and watery eyes barely hiding just how sickly he was feeling. Catching you staring at him, his lips pulled into a smile.

‘I’m fine, babe’ he said, his cheery voice not doing much to calm the worry that was starting to build inside of you.

The flight to your hometown was long and arduous. Unsurprisingly, Grayson had fallen asleep the minute the two of you were seated. His head nestled in the crook of your neck, arm wound round your waist, he had somehow found a way to snuggle into you even with an arm rest blocking half his body.

The nap had done him some good it seemed, as you both departed the flight, your fingers entwined with his. He seemed livelier, his energy and smile almost back to how it usually was. He had even insisted on carrying both your bags as you exited the airport, waving off your suggestion to use a trolley.

It was late evening when you arrived at your parents’ doorstep. Your parents had pulled you into a hug, their arms somehow managing to wrap both you and Grayson in it. The house was suddenly filled with laughter and conversations, Grayson and your father seating themselves in the living room, while you followed your mother into the kitchen, your dog hot on your trails.

After having covered the basic topics of conversation: how was life in L.A, how was the job treating you, how were things between you and Grayson, your mom turned to you, concern etched across her face.

‘Was it just me or did Grayson appear a bit flushed and not the “I’m turning red because I’m meeting your parents” kind of flushed?’ she asked, her voice soft and worried. You sighed, looking over your shoulder, taking in Grayson’s beautiful face. He seemed to be engrossed in some deep conversation with your father but you would be blind to miss the slight sheen on his forehead and the red that was starting to pigment his nose, just like it had at the airport.

Biting your lip, you turned back to your mother, who was eyeing you patiently.

‘You know how he is. He refuses to accept that he can fall sick. He’s been playing it cool for a week now and it seemed like he had it under control but ever since we left this morning, it hasn’t been looking too good. I’m just going to wait until he finally caves and accepts that he’s not feeling well. If I push him now, he’s just going to huff and puff. I wouldn’t put it past him to beat his chest while he’s at it.’ You replied, rolling your eyes as you spoke.

Laughing softly, she had pecked you on the cheek, before carrying out the food to lay on the dining table. Dinner was uneventful, conversations flowing smoothly. You couldn’t help but keep looking over at Grayson, taking in his appearance. He was doing an okay job of hiding how he was feeling although the gruffness in his throat very obviously gave away just how sore it was. Unable to help yourself, you had held his hand under the table, squeezing it gently, in an attempt to comfort him. He had patted your hand, mouthing, ‘I’m fine’ to you as he did.

Soon after, you both had retired for the night. Grayson was out cold even before you could turn off the light. His snores were quick to fill the room, although the way they were escaping, you were sure Gray was going to wake up with a blocked nose in the morning. Letting out an exhausted sigh, you had curled up next to him, his body warmer than usual, immediately wrapping itself around you.

It was still dark out when you felt Gray shift beside you. You heard him get up and soon after sensed the bathroom door being opened. Not giving it much thought, you drifted back to sleep. Soon though, you were being shaken awake. Sitting up, you rubbed away at the sleep still heavy in your eyes as you squinted at Gray towering over you.

Bathed in the light from the bathroom, one look at him and you knew things had taken a turn for the worse.

‘I didn’t want to wake you-‘ Grayson began but you interrupted him, placing a hand on his bare chest.

“Shh, it’s okay. Lay down and I’ll be right back,’ you replied softly, flinging the sheets of your torso as you got out of bed, your hands deftly tying your hair into a knot. Nodding quietly, Grayson crawled onto your side, pulling the sheets over himself, shivering as he did.

‘I couldn’t find the medicine box,’ he mumbled, as you turned on the beside lamp before padding over to switch off the lights in the bathroom.

‘It’s in the kitchen,’ you answered as you continued, ‘I’ll be right back.’

A slight groan was all you earned in response.

Pulling the medicine box out of the kitchen cabinet, you hurried back to Grayson who was curled into a ball. Sitting down next to him, you pulled out the thermometer before sticking it in his mouth. His beautiful brown eyes, now glazed and unfocused, looked at you, taking in your furrowed eyebrows. His big hands wrapped around your dainty ones, trying to comfort you as you eyed him, worry starting to seep into your bones.

You pulled the thermometer out once it was time, confirming what you already knew. Yup, he was running quite the temperature. You grabbed the glass of water you had placed on the bedside table before falling asleep. Helping him sit up, you handed him the glass before giving him the medicine to swallow. He grimaced as he popped them into his mouth, throwing his head back to down them with ease. You followed it up with a heavy spoon of cough syrup. Grayson pulled a face, about to disagree with you about taking it but one look from you and he had quietly opened his mouth, allowing you to pour the syrup from the spoon, into his mouth. He gagged as he took it in, chugging down the rest of the water to rinse the taste.

Placing a hand on his shoulder, you pushed him down, your skin scorching under his. Grayson was always warm but in this moment, he was burning up. Pulling the sheets so that they covered his body, you tucked him in before you went back into the kitchen to place the medicine box, returning with a wet cloth. Sitting back down next to him, you pressed it against his forehead, trying to absorb some of the heat.

Grayson threw an arm around you, taking you by surprise as he hauled you over and towards him.

‘Gray!’ you squealed clutching at his arms as he did, amazed at his strength, despite being down with the worst fever ever.

‘Cuddle me,’ he whined as you adjusted yourself, allowing him to rest his head on your chest, a leg flung over you, arms wrapped tight around your waist.

Laughing softly, you started running your fingers through his hair, your other hand still pressing the cold cloth to his forehead.

Breathing heavily, he snuggled closer, burying his head deeper, hot air escaping his lips and fanning over your chest as he did. Bending down a bit, you placed a chaste kiss to his temple.

‘More,’ you heard him mumble.

‘You big baby,’ you replied before you peppered him with some more fleeting kisses, across his jaw, on the tip of his nose, his cheeks, wherever you could, you kissed him.

Placing the cold compress on the table next to you, you wound your arms around Gray, your hands barely meeting as they wrapped around his broad shoulders. Gently, you placed your head atop his head, rocking him softly, unaffected by his weight on yours.

 ‘I’m sorry,’ he whispered.

‘For what?’ you quietly asked.

‘For not listening to you earlier,’ he groaned.

Chuckling, you replied, ‘It’s always the same, baby. You think you’re fine and then you’re not. I’m quite used to it by now.’

‘Well, thank you for not rubbing it in by saying I told you so,’ Gray answered.

‘Oh, I intend to! Once, you’re better, I plan on doing it incessantly,’ you replied, grinning.

Groaning even louder, Grayson tightened his arms around you.

‘Now sleep, my love,’ you spoke softly.

‘One more kiss?’ he asked.

Tilting your head, you placed your lips against his. Your hand on the nape of his neck, you kissed him softly, pulling away just as he began to deepen it.

‘Not until you’re better,’ you scolded him before leaning to the side to turn off the lamp.

Breathing out a puff of air, Gray closed his eyes, pulling your hand until it was placed atop his head. Picking up on what he wanted, you went back to running your hands through his hair, waiting for the medicines to take affect, knowing full well, they’d have him out soon. Within minutes, you felt Gray’s arms loosen around your waist, his snores yet again filling the dark of your room.

As much as you loved Grayson being all macho and tough, these rare moments when he liked being babied held a special place in your heart. You had a certain fondness for them although you wished they didn’t happen under the current circumstances. Humming, you continued to run your fingers through his hair, until sleep caught up to you as well.


Needless to say, your mother found it heart wrenchingly adorable, when she came to wake you up the next day, only to find you both nestled in each other’s arms. Your head leaned back, resting against the headboard, Grayson wrapped into your side, the majority of his body flung over yours, your arms wound around his, holding him in place. Smiling to herself, she quickly snapped a picture of the two of you, before pulling the sheets to better cover you both. Quietly closing the door behind her, she went about preparing breakfast for the two of you, her mother’s instincts at play, knowing full well, she’d have not one but two very sickly babies by the end of the day.