please let me be the first joke of this

anonymous asked:

Can I please get an Alec-centric version of the "magnus introduces Alec to Cat" prompt? It was sooo amazing!

Anon, no joke, I originally wrote that prompt from Alec’s perspective, but I changed it because the Alec POV version didn’t include Magnus. So I already had this prompt written and ready to go! Thanks for giving me a chance to use it!

It’s not entirely surprising that Magnus is running late. It happens. It’s unfortunate that it’s happening now, but still. It shouldn’t be that long. It shouldn’t be a problem. And it shouldn’t be a problem that Alec isn’t waiting for him to get there. Magnus always leaves the loft unlocked when he knows Alec is coming over. It’s a standing invitation for him to show up early. Alec will let himself in, and Magnus will show up in half an hour (probably), and then they’ll go to meet Catarina. Alec opens the door, already on guard to keep the Chairman from bolting-

The loft isn’t empty. Catarina’s here. Sitting on the couch, with Chairman Meow curled up in her lap, sipping a cup of something that’s steaming and smells like a garden. She looks completely, totally at home, like she’s been here for hours. Like she lives here, and Alec is an intruder. And when she sees Alec, standing petrified in the doorway, she just gives him a calm smile. “So. This is the boyfriend.”

Alec’s mind is blank. No, not blank - just devoid of anything useful. So many pictures, so many stories, so much pressure is already attached to this woman in his mind, and now she’s… here. And Magnus isn’t. It’s just Alec, and Catarina Loss. The one person who - if she rightly figures out how horribly lacking Alec is as a boyfriend - could probably convince Magnus that he deserves better. “Magnus is running late,” he blurts. Stupidly. Uselessly.

Catarina’s smile grows. “I know.” She takes another long, slow sip. “I thought that, before he gets here, it’d be nice if you and I had a little chat.” She pats the spot next to her on the couch. “Sit with me.”

-send me a character or pairing, and a prompt, and I’ll write a three-paragraph fic for you!-

The Accent Challenge 2
The Accent Challenge 2

Okay y’all, this was the only way I found to post this challenge so… be nice. 

I was tagged by @ilikebigbooks-and-icannotlie and @highlady-casandra to the SJM Accent Challeng and I recorded it 3 times. Not joking. The first one was a mess and I hated it. The second one was ruined by my uncle calling me during the record and this is the third. Was still too big for tumblr, so I had to use soundcloud. I had to create an account for this, so this is how invested I was in posting and being a part of this challenge. The questions are bellow:

  • Name and username
  • Where are you from?
  • Pronounce the following words:
    Archeron, Rhysand, Cresseida, Thesan, Rhoe Galathynius, Illyrian, Manon, Abraxos, Prythian, Lucien, Ianthe, Suriel, Bryaxis, Carridwen and Nuala, Elide, Velaris, Rowan Whitethorn, Chaol Westfall, Yrene Towers, Nehemia Ytger, Rifthold, Adarlan, Chrocan, Kaltain Rompier, Sorscha, Dorian Havilliard, Lyria, Asterion horse, Valg, Eyllwe, wyrdmarks, Rowaelin, Feysand
  • How did you find out about the books?
  • When did you start reading them?
  • Favorite character from TOG?
  • Favorite character from ACOTAR?
  • Have you read The Assassin’s Blade? Do you plan on reading the ACOTAR Novellas?
  • Favorite ship/s?
  • Read a page from your favorite book from TOG (or ACOTAR)
  • Which scene destroyed you the most?
  • If you read fanfiction, name your favorite or some of your favorites
  • Fave headcanons?
  • Favorite quote/s?
  • If you could choose any piece of media to readapt the Maasverse in, what would you choose? (e.g: movie(s), tv show(s), animation, a musical, videogames, etc)
  • TOG or ACOTAR? Why?
  • Which would be your ACOTAR Court? Why?
  • And last but not least, say 3 unpopular opinions. Do it, go off

I’ll be tagging @aelin-and-feyre @deathbytitanium (You knew I would tag you babe hahaha) @sparkleywonderful @mayhemories and @lronteeth

If you found this but wasn’t tagged, just do it anyway. It’s a lot of fun and don’t forget to tag #SJM accnt challenge so we can find yours!

Also tagging @marabarrow because I wanna listen to her voice.
Jerome Valeska- Trust Me

Request: If you want to, could you do #4 with Jerome?

Prompt: “Do you trust me?”

Author: Isa

*Trigger warning: extreme fluff, Jerome being cute…


“Jerome…?” I say looking around and poking my head in each room. I couldn’t find him anywhere. “Where are you…?” I whisper to myself. Out of nowhere, the psychotic ginger jumps out and scares me.

“BOO!” Jerome screams. “Aww, doll. Your face was priceless when I scared the crap out of you,” He says in between laughs. I stare at him coldly signaling that I was pissed off.

“Jerome, that wasn’t fucking funny!” I yell at him. “I was looking for you to do some things… Maybe not, anymore. Sorry. That’s what you get for being a jerk,” I say. I was impressed with myself. It was funny seeing his bright smile turn to a look of sheer terror.

“We were going to… have sex?” He says. I nod in response. “And I fucked it up so, now you’re punishing me?” I nod, again. “Y/N, I AM SO SORRY, PLEASE!”, He screams as he lowers himself to his knees. I had to admit, I loved seeing him like this.

I stood there giggling to myself. He started wrapping his arms around my waist whilst on his knees. “Please… forgive me… for I have sinned…” He jokes.

“Oh, shut up! Come here,” I say making him get up. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” I mumble before cupping his face and bringing it down for a kiss.


“Hey, Y/N,” Jerome says. We sat alone on the couch, bored.

“What, ginger?” I respond blandly.

“Wanna do trust falls?” He asks quite excitedly. A smirk appears on his face. I could tell he was up to no good.

“Fine. But, I swear, I will hurt you if you let me fall,” I say warning him.

We get into positions. Of, course I was the first to fall back.

“Do you trust me?” He asks.

“Yes… And I’m only saying yes because… I love you…” I say back trying not to get too emotionally romantic during this fun game.

“Doll, you’re so cute…” He says. “I love you…”, He mumbles at such a low volume, I could barely hear it.

I look back and see a grin plastered on his face. Great. I lean back with my arms across my chest. Here goes. I fall back and, not, to my surprise, nothing catches me. I land right on my back. A loud smacking sounds on the floor.

The dumbass stands there pointing and laughing at me. I roll my eyes and sigh.

“I hate you,” I say with such disbelief.

“No, you love me. You just said it. Come on, doll. You love me,” He started off trying to contradict my statement and then his eyes fell to the floor. “And I…I love you…” is all he mutters before staring at me. I smile sweetly at him.

“Aren’t you so cute? Aww. Jerome’s getting romantic. HA!” I say trying to get a smile out of him.


“I love my little ginger murderer.”

Thunderstorm and Birthday Cake - Request

Requested by @snail-the-turtle : Can you please make one where Sherlock gets home to find you in 221B wrapped up in his trench coat because you’re scared of the thunder and lighting and the power had gone out
& anon: Sherlock x reader. The reader falls sleep waiting for Sherlock to come home from a case. She thought he forgot her birthday. But he didn’t one out

Pairing: Sherlock x reader.

Word count: 1.870

Warnings: I kind of stereotyped half of England, sorry about that. Also, self-conscious Sherlock.

A/N: I’m feeling fluffy this weekend. Also, this is special to certain someone who’s birthday was this week (you know who you are).


London was usually a bad weather place; in fact, England was a bad weather place. When the sun came out, everyone went out too. One could see people sunbathing all over the place, whether it was on their own property or at the public park, but it was almost a law to go out when the sun wasn’t covered with clouds.

The weather was also a common topic of British conversations; in fact, everyone spoke about the weather as it was the most interesting subject on the planet, therefore Sherlock found out about the storm coming way before it happened.

Sherlock was at Lestrade’s office, fixing some files for the inspector to deliver as a solved case and explaining to him what and how to say it. The Inspector was paying his full attention to everything Sherlock said, but couldn’t stand the temptation of mentioning how grey the sky looked from the window in his office.

“It will be a thunderstorm,” Donovan added as she stormed inside the office. “The freak should go now before the power goes off and there are no cabbies left.”

Sherlock ignored her, as usual, but Lestrade agreed. “Besides, isn’t it (Y/N)’s birthday?” The inspector added.

“It is,” Sherlock replied listlessly.

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ASTRO reaction to you calling them “oppa / hyung” for the first time


“say it again! please!” Loves it

Originally posted by asterocky


“So finally after months I’m yours completely? I’m so happy”

Originally posted by binsblush


“I’m your oppa/hyung now! hehe, now you have to love me~”

Originally posted by m00nb1n

(my feels)


“finally! I was getting tired waiting, haha I’m joking I’d wait forever~”

Originally posted by kibaems


“Now that you accepted I’m yours, lets go and oppa/hyung will treat you”

Originally posted by asterocky


“wahh, I’m so shy right now~ I love you jagi”

Originally posted by whosrocky

Some HP!Pevensie headcannons for @western-woods I had so many ideas I thought I would write them all down here!


• is one of the best Quidditch players Hogwarts has ever seen
• plays as Keeper for the Hufflepuff team
• his favourite subject is Defence Against the Dark Arts as he likes to think that someday, if the moment came, he would be able to protect his friends and family from harm
• sneaks his siblings into the kitchens when they’re feeling lonely or sad - says a good biscuit always clears your neves and wipes away the tears
• got a detention once for punching a fourth year Ravenclaw who peter caught calling Lucy and her friends horrible names
• for some reason, Dumbledore gave him a lollipop afterwards
• he still doesn’t understand why??
• is truly abysmal at Transfiguration, but Susan helps him with his homework and studies
• breaks his wand every couple of years - usually by sitting on it - and Ed then makes a little coffin and gravestone for them all
• and Lucy occasionally looks out the window of their house and gets all upset by the row of dirt mounds that lines the edge of their garden


• Slytherin Prefect and #proud
• has never once gotten a detention - unlike her siblings
• excels at Transfiguration and Charms as she likes the practicality of both subjects
• is pretty much guaranteed to be Head Girl in her seventh year
• but cannot, for the life of her, understand why Qudditch is so fun??? like, it’s just throwing some magical footballs into hoops???
• violates the common room rule and invites her siblings for a gossip into the Slytherin common room every Friday evening because she really does get bored of studying and looks forward to that one evening ALL WEEK
• and she goes all out of this get-together
• there’s cakes and tea and all the sweets you could think of
• literally everyone is jealous too
• although, the one subject she is absolutely terrible at is Herbology - because plants should not talk, or make any noise for that matter
• she doesn’t think it, but she is definitely the most popular girl in school. everyone just seems to be in awe of her 24/7


• wizarding chess champ
• (and muggle chess champ too, but he doesn’t like to brag)
• most of the time Ravenclaw wins the house cup just because of his pure brilliance
• is also seeker for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team
• every time he gets house points, everyone is still chill because he’s just a modest and cool guy
• is the best at Astrology as he loves to look at the stars and loves them all for their little quirks and uniqueness
• and likes Potions too, but dislikes the Latin names that a lot of the ingredients have
• sometimes gets REALLY homesick and turns up in the middle of the night at the Hufflepuff Common room door looking for his brother
• after a couple (more like a dozen) biscuits and a hug he seems to get a little better
• he hates Divination - he’s not bad at it, but hates that it judges people based on their pasts and foretold futures
• constantly wants to show the writers of the Daily Prophet what’s right


• the bravest and purest cinnamon roll Gryffindor has ever seen
• literally apologised to the guy Peter punched after he called her names
• then punched him as well
• all the staff were so confused with the two normally kind and not-violent siblings that night??? was it something in their food???
• spends most of her spare time in the Owlery writing anonymous letters of happiness and telling her owl to post them randomly to someone who wasn’t having a particularly good day
• she also writes in the prettiest cursive ever (who can write that pretty with such a scratchy old quill???)
• excels at Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology as she is the gentlest being to have ever existed, but also is keen to meet as many of the most dangerous breeds and species as possible
• once stole some cakes from one of Susan’s little tea parties and gave them to lonely looking first years
• what was a small competition between herself and Peter where they battled each other on who could tell the best dad jokes turned into a school wide tournament and constantly interrupted extra-curricular activities
• loves to explore Hogsmeade instead of browsing through the shops on school trips

The end of all things (Pt.2)

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Taehyung X reader

Fandom: BTS

Summary: You have somehow convinced Taehyung to stay with you for an entire week after he wanted to break up with you. It starts to become more than you bargained for and you start to regret your decision. He confesses something huge to you but it only causes more problems for everyone.

Pt.1 // Pt.3

Originally posted by btsleepy

The two of you come back from the movies together and it was quiet. He barely spoke to you during the whole ordeal and now he was walking you back to your house. 

“You know you don’t have to come back all this way..” You said, looking over at him.

Taehyung maintained his focus ahead of him and he nodded. 

“I know. I’m going home with you.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, confused.

“Like spending the night? Why would you-”

“Because that’s what I would have done before. You told me to treat you the same.”


You couldn’t help but still feel empty about everything. This is what you asked him to do for you but it felt awful. He was more quiet, more closed in, more-..not him. You missed the old Taehyung who joked around and smiled all the time. When the two of you reached your door he unlocked it for you, letting you inside first. You felt sudden tears streaming down your face from overthinking this situation again. He heard you sniffle and his attention immediately turned towards you.

“What’s wrong?”

You shook your head. Taehyung let out a sigh, coming over to you. He grabbed your wrist lightly to take you over to your bed. He laid down next to you as he put his arm around you to hold you. 

“Please just tell me. I know you’re always holding things in…it’s easier if you just say it..”

No more holding it back, no more thinking about what you could have said, and no more hiding. You had to just come out with it despite not wanting to hear what he had to say about it. You wanted to keep the memory untainted but it was starting to burn a hole in your brain.

“Why did you tell me you loved me that one time? I-if it wasn’t true…Why did you say it when you thought I wouldn’t hear it?”

His eyes widened. “When?”

“….after the first time I slept with you. You act like it was all about sex but we were together for months before that even became a thing. It doesn’t make sense…”

“Because I do love you.”

Your whole body tensed up and you started to tear up again. He used his thumb to gently wipe the tears on your cheek away. He gave the light smile you had been waiting to see. You couldn’t help but have your surprise plastered on your face.

“You’re thinking too much….Just try to rest, okay?”

You didn’t have any words, no argument, just nothing. You didn’t know what to believe anymore but this was starting to become mentally exhausting. You decided it was best not to argue right now and you rested your head back on his chest. As the TV played in the background it wasn’t too long after that you both fell asleep still wearing your day clothes. 

Day 2:

By the morning you were scrambling to find your phone, opening your eyes only slightly. Taehyung was already long gone but there was a note on the notepad sitting on your nightstand.

“Early schedule. I’ll call you later. - Tae” It read.

Suddenly thoughts of last night were starting to reply themselves in your head. You grabbed your pillow off your bed and threw it at the wall.

“What the hell does that mean?! What am I supposed to think??”

You groaned. “Why is this happening to me….”

As illogical as it sounded part of you was thrilled as the other half was just plain confused. You got out to bed to get ready for the day. Midway through putting on your makeup you stopped. Maybe you should go down and visit him like you used to? You would miss your chance to go down there one more time if you didn’t. Maybe him seeing you support him and the boys would convince him that all of this was a mistake? You nodded at yourself in the mirror deciding to go down to the rehearsal place yourself. What could go wrong with just being supportive? Oh boy, were you wrong.


“Are they backstage?” You asked a member of the staff.

She smiled. “Yeah, Right back there.”

You thanked the nice woman and followed the arrows on the ground. They had to be around here somewhere. You kept wondering until you saw Hoseok getting his mic-pack put on. He didn’t seem to notice you so you didn’t stop to say hi to him. Finally you saw Taehyung near the back with his back facing you. 


A girls arms wrapped around his neck and you stopped. She smiled up at Taehyung before kissing him in front of you. He genuinely smiled and laughed towards her. It’s not like you hadn’t seen pictures of her kissing him on the cheek but this was different. This was way worse. You felt almost as if you were going to be sick. Someone from behind grabbed your arm and you jumped. Jungkook looked like he was pitying you.

“Watching is just going to make it worse Y/N.”

Something in you snapped. 

“You’re right.”

“I am? I thought you’d argue or yell..”

“No. You’re right.”

Jungkook gave you a nod. “Well…uh good.”

“I should do something about it.”

Before he could argue you pulled him alongside with you. He kept asking where you were taking him but you didn’t answer. Finally you found a dressing room that was empty and pulled him inside. He looked at you in shock.


You brought your hands up to his face to hold it softly. His face started to blush.

“It’s okay. I already knew you had a crush on me while I was dating Taehyung…I never told him. Just let me do this, okay?”

He didn’t say anything but when you leaned up to kiss him he eagerly pulled you into the kiss. His hands grabbing at your sides as his lips pressed up against yours and his tongue parting your lips for an entrance. You whimpered against his mouth, not having someone who felt like they cared this much in a while. He picked you up by your legs and set you down on the counter. Everything seemed to be happening so fast you don’t even remember removing your own clothes in front of him. The whole thing reeked of your own desperation and anger because afterwards you both stumbled to put your clothes back on. He couldn’t even look at you.

“Taehyung’s going to kill me…” He mumbled. 

“He won’t if he doesn’t find out.”

Jungkook looked up at you with a sorry expression. He already looked guilty and you knew it was only a matter of time before it came spilling out of the younger ones mouth. It was best for you just to say goodbye to him and leave before he did go off and tell him. You went home just to lay down all alone again. There wasn’t a single feeling of regret in your chest to which you found strange. Technically you were still together but why can’t you mess with someone else if he was going to? He had no right to get mad. The more you thought about it though the more you felt bad for sort of using Jungkook. His weakness towards you really was a weakness on his behalf. If you were going to cheat on him it shouldn’t have been someone Taehyung considers family. It was low even for you. 

Day 4:

Taehyung didn’t end up calling that night nor did he the next day and you assumed it was because his real girlfriend kept him company. You didn’t hear back from any of them for that matter and you wondered if he already found out. You were just doing chores around the house when the doorbell rang. As you walked over the door opened by itself. Taehyung used the key you had given him a while back to open it. To say he looked less an pissed would be an understatement. 

“What did you do??” He asked.

“Nothing. What are you talking about?”

He clenched his fists. “Don’t play dumb with me right now! You’re the one who asked me to stay with you for another week and you had sex with Jungkook? Are you fucking crazy?”

You jumped hearing him yell so much. 

“I-…..I wasn’t going to! I came to visit you, you asshole! I didn’t realize your real girlfriend would be there and you’d be all over her! Do you know how much that fucking hurts? And for fucks sake will you quit telling me you love me if you don’t mean it!”

Taehyung rolled his eyes. “I was telling you what you wanted to hear! You told me to pretend like I loved you this week! What the hell do you want me to say?”

You stopped. “You said that because I asked you to? Y-you didn’t mean it?”

“No! I already told you I don’t love you!”

As much as you didn’t want to you started crying again. Taehyung groaned. 

“I don’t know what you want from me….” He mumbled.

You looked up at him and shot him a look.

“What do I want from you? I just wanted to spend more time with you! I wanted to pretend that everything was going to be fine and that I could fix it! Why the fuck is it so wrong for me to just want to be with you?! Why do you even care that I fucked him? Huh? We aren’t together and you don’t love me! you know what? Fuck you! Just leave!”

He threw the key you had given him on the table.

“Fine. This is over anyway.” Taehyung stormed out of the place and slammed the door behind him. 

This isn’t how it was supposed to turn out but the lines between who’s fault it was, was starting to become blurred. You would just have to live without being with him. You would just have to live with the fact he was out of your life. As you cried on the living room floor, you still found it hard to just come to terms with it. Why couldn’t you just let it go? 

Send “💐” for a florist AU
  • “Someone opened another florist down the road and I’m losing customers so I’m checking out the competition undercover” AU
  • “You came in once and asked for some flowers for your girlfriend/wife/partner/etc and I made an inappropriate joke about how your relationship must be in trouble then you informed me they were for their grave and now I feel stupid, I’m so so sorry and now you come in each year and ask for the same flowers for them and I feel worse each time I see you” AU
  • “Aren’t you that hot florist I see down the road sometimes? Why are you in my florist shop?” AU
  • “You’d really suit a flower crown, please let me make you one” AU
  • “Which flowers best convey the message ‘I think I should cook dinner tonight because, no offense, but your cooking sucks and makes me sick’?” AU
  • “So you’re the one who decided opening a tattoo parlour beside a florist was a good idea?” AU
  • “Why do you buy lilies every Wednesday morning at 10am?” AU
  • “When you first came in I made a joke about guys buying flowers but I know that was a stupid joke to make really, why on earth did I say it? You’re actually very pretty” AU
  • “Did you know you just bought a gay/bi/pan/trans/etc flag in roses?” AU
  • “You want me to make a flower display for your shop but I’ve been watching you across the street since you opened up the shop and I think I have a crush” AU

Part 1

Summary:  Two weeks after waking up with no recollection of the people and ship around you, you take your future in your hands and try to piece together your past and the events that lead up to you losing your memory of the last five years. This means finally meeting Scotty, the man you just learned is your husband.

Word Count:  1,138

Author’s Note:  This is my first series that I’m posting on here! Please let me know what you think, I really love getting feedback.

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Scotty looked up at exactly the wrong moment. Jim made a joke and the whole table burst into laughter, including you. Your beautiful eyes crinkled up and your unapologetic smile bared your gleaming teeth. You simply shone.

Scotty couldn’t even bring himself to laugh when you laid your hand on Jim’s arm, steadying yourself as you calmed. Scotty’s heart clenched painfully.

And then there was Jim, that bastard, not that it was his fault, leaning in and laughing with you, tickled to make you smile so beautifully.

Scotty mumbled an excuse and stood, dropping his napkin on his tray and leaving the table at a steady stumble, trying to navigate through the pounding of blood in his ears.

The hallway rang with silence as the mess hall doors closed behind him.  Scotty looked up and down the hall, completely lost. He’s walked every single hall of this wonderful ship with you on his arm and now… what’s a man to do without you? How could he possibly move on and find some semblance of peace when you were in there laughing like that with Kirk of all people? Captain Fucking Perfect Hair with all his goodman charm and warmth…


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She’s a No-Maj? (Newt x Reader)

Originally posted by hardyness

Request:   Could you do one with muggle!reader that lives inside Newts case and helps him with the creatures but the gang hadnt met her yet so theyre really curious about her but Tina’s apprehensive cuz of her being a muggle? Even more cuz they’re together?  - Anon

I actually really liked this one

ALSO we are going to pretend in this imagine that Jacob somehow got out of being obliviated

ALSO the ending might have been a bit abrupt but that’s what you’re getting this time sorry lol

One thing was vastly different about you.  Something MACUSA would not allow, but of course something Queenie would love and support.

You were a muggle.  (Or, No-Maj in American terms).

You were indeed from Britain, so you and Newt’s relationship was legal there.  But Newt decided he absolutely couldn’t survive in America without knowing you were with him, and your relationship became illegal as soon as Newt stepped off the boat with you in his case.

Yes, once Newt knew about the law in America that says a wizard cannot be in a romantic relationship with a No-Maj, he knew it was not safe for you to be seen with him; and told you it was best to stay in the case for now.  You knew it was for the best too, so you did so without protest.

When Graves confiscated Newt’s case at MACUSA, he became a nervous wreck.  When Tina thought Newt was quietly weeping in the corner of the cell because of his creatures, it was actually (mostly, anyway.  We all know  Noot loves his creatures too, but not as much as you) because he was terrified of the thought of you getting discovered and obliviated so you would not remember him.  

Newt couldn’t picture a world without you.

After that whole messy situation, and Newt saw the love Jacob and Queenie shared, he realized there was no reason to keep you hidden from them anymore.  He carefully explained it to Tina, Queenie, and Jacob.  Queenie and Jacob were very excited to meet you, but law-abiding Tina was a tad hesitant.

As Newt was about to climb down into his case to bring you up, Tina began to speak.  “Newt, you’ve been keeping a No-Maj girl in your case?  And you brought her to America?  And, even worse, you’re a couple!?”

Newt looked up at her.  “Yes.  I love her.  Her name’s Y/N,  by the way.  Her and I both knew the risk we were taking when we came to America, but that didn’t prevent us from coming, did it?”

Tina nodded and sighed.  “Newt.  It’s illegal.”

Newt looked at Tina with a ‘seriously’ face.  “Tina.  Look behind you.”

Tina looked behind her and saw Queenie standing with Jacob.  Oh, right.  Her sister fell in love with a No-Maj.  “I know…” but she had clearly forgotten.  “But, that doesn’t give you an excuse to why you have kept her hidden from us this entire time.”

“I’m sorry, Tina, but after you turned me and my creatures and Jacob into MACUSA where my creatures could have been killed and Y/N could have been obliviated, you didn’t seem like someone I trust and could show my muggle girlfriend too.” (I had to throw some sassy™ Newt in there)

Tina’s eyes widened and she frowned.

“I’m afraid he’s got you there, Teenie.  Now come on Newt!  I want to meet your lovely Y/N,”  Queenie said excitedly.

Newt smiled and went down into his case.

**A few minutes later**

Newt got back out of the case, and stuck down a hand to help you up.  “Everyone, this is Y/N.  My love.”

You stepped out of the case and observed your surroundings.  You haven’t seen the real world since you had arrived in New York.  

You grinned at everyone.  “Hello, everyone.”  You walked over to Queenie and stuck out a hand.  “You must be Queenie.  Just as gorgeous as Newt has described.”  

She giggled and shook your hand.  “Aw, thanks sweetie.  Newt’s quite the lucky man to have a girl such as you.”

You went to Jacob.  “Ah, and your my fellow muggle.  Or, No-Maj.  Jacob, isn’t it?  I remember hearing you with Newt in the case.”

He smiled and also shook your hand.  “Yeah, I am.  It’s nice to meet you, Y/N.”

You approached Tina.  “And you’re Tina, if I’m not mistaken.”

She shook your hand with less enthusiasm as Queenie or Jacob.  “Yes.  I must ask, why did you come with Newt all the way to America when you knew the risk you were taking?”

You glanced back at Newt.

“She asked me the same thing, love.”

You turned back to Tina as Newt came up behind you and placed an arm around your waist.  “Because we love each other.  More than anything.  Newt here can hardly stand being apart from me for a day, and the same goes for me.  I was willing to come to America because he needs more help with his creatures than you might think.  We prefer to be only a moment away from each other. Not an ocean.” (Hamilton reference  *wink*)

Tina’s stern look softened when she saw the way Newt looked at you as you spoke.  She realized you and Newt truly loved each other and needed each other.  “I guess if my sister can have a No-Maj boyfriend, I suppose Newt can have a No-Maj girlfriend.  I’m sorry if I seemed rude at first…”

You smiled sympathetically.  “It’s fine.”

Newt suddenly pulled you in for a kiss, which you gladly responded to but pulled away rather quickly.

They all laughed.

“Newt!  Don’t start snogging with me in front of them!  I thought you had manners,” you joked and kissed his nose.

Please let me know what you thought of it and what I could do better next time!

We Have Rules For A Reason [Epilogue]

mood board by @memoiresofaneternaldreamer :)

Epilogue of We Have Rules For a Reason

Ch1  Ch2  Ch3  Ch4  Ch5  Ch6  Ch7  Ch8  Ch9  Ch10  Ch11  Ch12  Ch13

Series Genre: AU/Smut/Fluff/Angst at times

A/N: Set 5 years in the future from final chapter

You couldn’t believe the club was celebrating 5 years of being in business already. It’s crazy success, due in large part to your efforts led JYP to offer you a joint partnership in this club and all his future business endeavors. You no longer had to run day-to-day operations. You now got to pay people to do such things for you. It felt like you had finally made something of yourself and tonight, you were going to celebrate.

You made your way into the VIP lounge for the first time as a guest, not a manager. 

Your eyes lit up when you saw the 6 familiar faces that filled it.

“Y/N! Welcome to the fun side of the nightlife,” Jackson joked. “Please tell me the new girl is as cute as you. I need someone new to tease”.

Keep reading

drabble challenge

Drabble challenge: send an ask with a letter (A or B), number and a pairing for a drabble with the following sentence:

A) sad/angsty:

  1. There’s not enough room for all of your bullshit.
  2. I just didn’t want to throw this away.
  3. That’s a conversation we should’ve had when it still meant something.
  4. I never meant for us to be like this.
  5. This was a mistake from the start.
  6. It hurts until it doesn’t anymore.
  7. If I wanted to punch you I would’ve already.
  8. It’s terrifying, how nothing ever stays, don’t you think?
  9. Did you even care?
  10. You should just go before you ruin my memory of you.
  11. No point telling me this now.
  12. I hate how much you mean to me.
  13. So you didn’t want me to go, just not enough to ask me to stay?
  14. Don’t make me say this again.
  15. You should’ve thought about this sooner, asshole.
  16. If you could erase it all, would you?
  17. Where did this go wrong?
  18. I can’t remember when I stopped looking at you like I used to.
  19. You have to choose. I won’t bother you, I swear.
  20. I can’t be that person for you anymore.
  21.  If you go now, we’re done.
  22. Do you want to watch it one last time, before you go?
  23. How did we let it get to this point?
  24. There’s a difference between wanting and needing. You never seemed to notice.
  25. Please. Stay.

B) happy/fluffy:

  1. No, you go first!
  2. Well, it’s not technically cheating…
  3. I can’t take you seriously with that stain on your shirt.
  4. You never told me you could dance.
  5. Wait, that wasn’t a joke?
  6. In my defense, I really needed to pee.
  7. You have ten seconds to explain why you were chatting up that old lady at the grocery store.
  8. Do you want to see something really weird?
  9. Some people? Own several identical leather jackets?? To cope???
  10. Please tell me this tattoo is fake.
  11. Why do you have seven copies of the same book?
  12. How do you accidentally set a shirt on fire?!?
  13. Life choices. We all make them.
  14. If you wanna judge, please do it quietly.
  15. Your cat keeps sneaking into my apartment. I think it likes me more.
  16. I thought I was your favorite person!
  17. You’re not badass, you just look like a murderous toddler.
  18. Am I allowed to say you’re cute?
  19. Well, you’re definitely my best something.
  20. Is that your weird way of telling me you like me?
  21. Hey, my dumb friend edited all of my contacts to Harry Potter characters.
  22. Fine. But you owe me a drink. Or five.
  23. Great, we’re stuck here.
  24. Did you know you talk in your sleep? Lots, actually.
  25. Wanna bet?
Dating Bambam (Got7)

I had this done down to the tags and then Tumblr decided to ACT UP AND CRASH and all of it got lost :) No shade Tumblr but what a bitch move

  • when he first started liking you
  • he’d be a dog that barks doesn’t bite y'know?
  • he’d always tell the other’s about how he’ll do this and that to catch your attention
  • but the second you come around
  • he be sitting quietly in his seat
  • and say a high pitched greeting
  • one time he got you a drink
  • but he was so excited about giving it to you he drank it himself
  • and then when he saw you
  • he looked down and was like
  • ‘I knew something felt wrong about drinking it’
  • and whenever you compliment him let’s say for performing so well
  • he’d take it all cool like
  • “Glad you liked it haha”
  • but then later with the members he’d be like
  • “shE SAiD i diD WELL
  • and he isn’t bold enough to make moves on you but if anyone else was
  • lord he’d get pissed not even at you
  • but he’d be all petty and you’d cash him ousside and ask if he’s avoiding you
  • and he’d be like
  • “idk just didn’t wanna interfere with your special friend”
  • and you’d be like
  • “way to be an idiot :/”
  • and then he’d be like
  • “shit”
  • and decide it’s time it’s time to confess
  • and say sorry and he gathers his strength
  • and gets you a bouquet of your favourite flower and goes to your place and gives you a speech
  • “Y/N I’m sorry about being a weird asshole it’s just I like you and I am not a cocky and cool as I always pretend so I was scared you’d like someone else way more than me and that I’m just the weird boy trying to woo you. I am honestly sorry. I hope you can forgive me and accept me and my confession”
  • and you’re shook for a second because does he have a fever????
  • where did that serious Bambam come from whut?
  • But you smile and hug him and tell him you like him too
  • and he just fist in the air victory screech small wiggle of happiness and then he’ll get blushy like
  • “I’ll take you on a date tomorrow night okay?”
  • and you agree and he leaves
  • So that date he asked you to be his and you said yes
  • the moment you start officially dating his shyness is gone
  • new Bambam who dis????
  • he’d come at you with the dirtiest, cheesiest, dumbest pick up lines
  • and he’d ask his members if they were good
  • but not Jinyoung a rational member
  • he’d ask like Mark and/or Yugyeom
  • and they’d hype him up so bad
  • so he comes at you like
  • “Hey, hey Y/N, what do a candle and I have in common?”
  • “Tell me”
  • “You should blow us ;)))”
  • and you roll your eyes and he’d pout and get defensive like
  • So idk if you knew but Bambam’s second same is skinship
  • Kunpimook Skinship Bhuwakul
  • at least in a relatinship
  • he would be your damn shadow
  • no even closer
  • loves showing you off
  • doesn’t even care if his member will tease him
  • they probably did at first but then gave up bc
  • “Uhh Y/N and Bambam kissing, did I see right????”
  • “Yeah”
  • he would also like leaving small trails of kisses everywhere
  • and laying on your chest, butt, tummy
  • everywhere that’s not normal body consistency but softer
  • he would seek closeness and comfortability in a relationship
  • physical and emotional
  • like if he slept over and you’d be ready for bed cuddling and he felt you were still wearing a bra he’d frown and be like
  • “Free the nipple don’t be scared. Let your friends out”
  • and totally would burp and fart in front of you no shame
  • one time you two went out for a massive meal
  • afterwards he had an intense case of the shits
  • and you sat next to him holding his hand and petroleum jelly
  • and febreze
  • that’s how close you two are
  • so you know how when you are pregnant you need to ‘eat for two’
  • yeah when youu are dating Bambam you need to think for two
  • bc homeboy surely doesn’t sometimes
  • one time he asked you if you think it’d really hurts that bad if one applied  Sriracha on their anus
  • “Kunpimook Bhuwakul do not!”
  • he called you later that day
  • “Hey, funny story I just came back from a small trip to the hospital. Yeah I have like a minor burn on my asshole, could you by any chance get some of the prescribed cremes for me?”
  • when you think of Bambam what comes to your mind?
  • what is one thing he does??
  • he dabs
  • when you two meet
  • he dabs
  • when you get him a present
  • he das
  • when you take a picture
  • he dabs
  • once he dabbed after an intimate moment and you just stared into the void thinking about wether his life is really worth keeping
  • He would tell you about how he wants to take you to Thailand some day
  • and as that’s not possible from one day to the other
  • he would want to teach you a little Thai
  • you’d ask him to tell you what “Hello my name is Y/N” means
  • but instead he would teach you “I like the smell of ass, Y/N”
  • and then five minutes before you met his family for the first time he turns to you and is like
  • “Please don’t say a single one of the words I thaught you”
  • And he would show you Thai dishes and if it had let’s say meat in it
  • it could be beef and he’d tell you it’s duck dick
  • and then you look it up bc aT THIS POINT TBH
  • and find out he lied
  • “Bambam if you don’t stop it’s gonna be your dick let me tell you”
  • but fun and jokes aside
  • sometimes
  • especially when he was homesick, schedule was tough etc
  • he would just want to be held and cry a little
  • and if you were ever going through something
  • he would just hug you and hold you close and listen and advice you
  • you would really be each others rock
  • and other times you two would just lay in bed at night next to each other and talk about anythings that comes up
  • and one of these times you two talked about the universe and all the odds
  • and how you two were born at the same time and came to the same place and fell in love for each other
  • and how if you think about that it’s a small miracle
  • and he turns to look at you and
  • “I love you”
  • “I love you too”
  • for dates he would like chill and comfortable things
  • and he would like them in the later hours of the day
  • he would regularly want to take casual but ethereal™ couple goal pictures
  • that would take a minimum of 58 attemps each time
  • Overall: A relationship with Bambam would be an expierence to say the least. It would be full of jokes and laughter and he would not mind making a fool of himself if it would cheer you up. But he would have a serious side too, requiring you to nurture him, whihc he would give back as well. He would seek proximity and would let you into his deepest thoughts.

anonymous asked:

The paladins with a deaf S/o please?

I just noticed that Keith’s is so long oh my godh save me.

•ok so when he first meets you he tries flirting, and just omg
•you give him a look and he kinda tilts his head because he usually doesn’t get responses like that?? people either swoon or walk away
•Pidge was the only one that knew you were deaf, refused to tell Lance. Let you in on the joke of course
•everyone expected a huge reaction out of him when he found it but he actually laughed really loud and then when he knew you were the one forever
•felt super bad that you ended up coming to space with them, he knew it was hard to communicate in general with people who don’t speak ASL, and now here you are communication with ALIENS
•didn’t want you to come because you deserved to be home safe and sound and being deaf isn’t good when at war
•anything could happen and you would be able to hear things above or behind or around you
•someone laughed at you because you weren’t answering someone and he screeched so loud that maybe if you tried hard enough you could actually hear it


he saw you around the garrison a few times but never got the chance to actually say anything to you
•when he and Shiro were talking in the hallway about Shiros graduation party Keith saw you and wanted to go say hi but didn’t want to be rude to Shiro
•"uh Keith? You awake?“
•keith blushes and snaps at him like yes of course but that person over there is my soulmate please
•when he first met you like actually met you, you had been one of the first medical scientists to find Shiro, and watched as your coworkers put him to sleep although you disobeyed and lowered the dose
•thanks to you he would’ve been asleep a lot longer than he had
•when keith came in and saw Shiro he saw you and was speechless but everything was interrupted by lance and you all left. you showed up at his shack a lot later on though
•oh my gosh, okay he finds out because you’re best friends with a cousin of Hunks and Hunk was like, “yknow she can’t,,,,hear, right?” And he literally blows a fuse and shuts down because he was talking behind you the whole time about shiro while you were checking on him
•he doesn’t mind that you’re deaf of course, but he’s extremely stubborn and impatient and it takes him so much effort to learn ASL
•turns out you had a handbook with you the entire time so some people can ask you certain things on the medical/scientific field
•he tried learning by going around space and searching for stores that had things from Earth and all he found was the alphabet
•omg he loves you so much if someone were to ever be cruel to you because you didn’t respond he would chew them out SO FAST
•he asked pidge and coran at one point if there was an easier way for the two of your to communicate, or if there was a way to get you to hear again
•you ended up refusing because you love your life just the way it is, and don’t really want to change anything
•but you’ll use it when around others who don’t know ASL, which is a lot of the time

you and him were in the same grade and were assigned to a project together on the analysis of every planet, and you disappeared for one period, and you both met up in the library during study and you slid him a GIANT, packet of papers with information that even he didn’t know
•turns out since you couldn’t really do much, due to your hearing, you spent time learning about the planets and were obsessed with them
•he asked you how you knew so much information and you wrote down that you’re deaf and can’t hear anything he’s saying at the moment
•oomgndndn he wanted to cry
•you were so sweet and smart and so gorgeous in his eyes
•he smiled and you guys wrote back and forth the rest of the period
•ended up taking online lessons for ASL, but would most likely not ask to fix your hearing unless you wanted it
•once someone gave you a dirty look because you didn’t respond to them and he looked them straight in the eyes and asked them “can you NOT?”
•keith screamed

he already knew ASL, his mother worked at a living center, and a lot of blind and deaf people worked there so he learned both Braille and ASL.
•didn’t know you were deaf at first but you signed and he nodded and started signing too
•you cried
•he panicked and Lance thought he said something mean by accident to you and basically slapped hunk on the back of the neck
•you reassured him that everything was fine, but not a lot of people knew ASL and it was a first in the garrison (that isn’t a teacher)
•oh wait I forgot but you had met at Class Day, where basically the seniors in the garrison receive their scholarships, and everyone was in the auditorium
•SCREECH once you guys went to get McDonald’s at 3AM, and he fell asleep in the passenger seat,
•this didn’t work out for you because he’s the talker in your relationship
•you literally panicked and slapped Hunk in the throat and he cried
•you laughed for hours and you’ll never forget that day
•pidge found out and laughed so much that they took out their laptop and typed out every word of your story while PISSING themself


so obvious but Pidge would totally try to invent something for you so you can hear
•like, they’d be nervous that you wouldn’t want it and would instead just ask you if you’d test it
•you end up testing it and at first it didn’t work, but once it was fixed you tried again and you could actually hear
•you were so overwhelmed that you began to ugly sob because it was just great. finally being able to hear the voices of people you’ve been around for for so so long
•you aren’t so used to it, especially speaking and hearing your own voice so you usually stick to using sign language
•ok so you met Lance way after you met Pidge and he flirted with you (also you didn’t know Pidge was in disguise) so Pidge was mad
•kicked him in the balls because they were trying to hold it in but he’s been flirting with you for 6 minutes now
•heard an alien question your hand movements and sent their grapple to their forehead because their tone was a bit wrong
•and she leaned in and with the most straight face ever she said “what have they done to you.”
•hunk was so shocked and just amused that he fell to the ground whimpering because it was so funny
•he skipped laughing and went straight to crying

Magic || Jughead Jones

Request from anon: Okay so ever since your Supernatural cross-over I’ve been a bit obsessed with the idea of the ‘supernatural’ in Riverdale. I really want to see a ‘reader’ with magical powers, kind of like a 'Sabrina’ type character and she’s friends with the group and subtly tries to use her magic to help them out. I’m thinking football games she uses it to help Archie with a throw or Ronnie is about to fall of the top of the pyramid but she stops it. It could be a jughead x reader and eventually he notices??

A/N: This was super fun to write! Hope you like it!

Gif by @bellsprincess


You always knew you were different. Ever since you were six and literally levitated the cookie jar your mom had placed on a high shelf directly towards you, you knew you were unique. You never told anyone. You had wanted to tell your parents but then you had remembered a scary movie you had watched (when your parents weren’t looking) about a girl who was tortured because people found out she had “powers.” What if your parents sent you away? What if your friends told their parents or teachers who then called someone that would hurt you? It wasn’t worth the risk. So you kept it quiet. You only practiced your telekinesis when you were home alone, always making sure to lock your bedroom door. And you never, ever used it in public.

One day changed that.

It was the championship game between Riverdale and some other town whose name you couldn’t remember for the life of you. You weren’t there for the game, not really. You were there to see Betty and Veronica and the cheer squad in action. They had begged you to come, talking excitedly about how they had a new routine and how they couldn’t wait for you to see it. So there you were, under the bleachers with your boyfriend Jughead in the freezing cold waiting until halftime to see your friends cheer.

“How long till halftime?” Jughead asked from next to you.

You looked at the clock and sighed.

“Fifteen seconds.” you said.

Jughead leaned against the metal of the bleachers.

“After Betty and Veronica’s cheer can we please go get some Pop’s?”

You smirked.

“Yeah, Juggie, of course.” you said.

The referee blew the whistle signaling the end of the second quarter. The cheerleaders almost instantly entered the field just as the football players left and you and Jughead stepped out from under the bleachers to watch the halftime show.

“Go Ronnie! Go Betty!” you cheered.

The girls waved to you before they got into position with the other cheerleaders. The music began to play and the girls began to do their number, jumping and dancing around. They began to get in formation for a pyramid, Veronica getting in position to go on top. The girls lifted her with ease and Veronica smiled as she absolutely aced her movements.

However, when the girls got ready to bring the Lodge girl down, one of them slipped on the mud, making Veronica lose her balance. She wobbled like crazy, trying to keep her balance and failing miserably. The crowd gasped and some even covered their eyes as they watched Veronica stumble. You knew you had to do something before your friend fell and broke her neck.

Without another second to lose, you concentrated on your friend, making her stop her wobbling instantly.

“What the—” Jughead began.

He looked around and realized he was the only one who saw something wrong with Veronica’s position. She looked too steady at that angle. He looked over at you to see your brows furrowed in concentration as you watched Veronica.

“Y/N?” he asked.

You weren’t listening. You concentrated as hard as you could on the surprised and slightly panicked Lodge girl as she slowly but surely began to regain her balance on top of the pyramid. You began to feel lightheaded and you began to feel blood start to trickle out of your nose and you were briefly reminded of what happened all those years ago that made you swear not to push your powers to their limits again. With a quick movement of your head, Veronica was directly on top of the pyramid again and you stopped your concentration, letting out a heavy sigh. Everyone began clapping at what they thought was Veronica’s miracle recovery and you felt yourself getting more and more dizzy. You began to fall back but Jughead was quick on his feet and caught you, holding you steady.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed worriedly.

You were barely awake, your head lolling to the side. Jughead led you back under the bleachers, sitting you against the cool metal.

“I’m fine, Juggie.” you mumbled.

Jughead shook his head as he pulled a tissue from his pocket, cleaning up the blood that had fallen from your nose.

“You call this fine, Y/N? God, what happened out there?” he asked.

You shook your head weakly.

“Nothing. I just got dizzy, that’s all.” you lied as you closed your eyes, trying to get some of your strength back.

“Yeah, because watching your friend nearly fall off a cheerleading pyramid makes you dizzy,” he said sarcastically, a tinge of worry still in his voice.

The two of you were silent as he finished cleaning up the blood from your nose.

“I saw you, Y/N,” Jughead said softly.

You opened your eyes and looked up at your boyfriend.

“I saw you stop Veronica from falling,” he continued.

You looked down, internally panicking.

He knew. He knew. You were going to end up just like that girl from the movie.

“H-How long?” he asked. “How long have you been able to do… this?”

“I-Since I was six.” you said.

“Does anyone else know?” he asked.

You shook your head.

“No,” you said quietly.

You looked up at the beanie-clad teen again.

“Please don’t tell anyone,” you pleaded, tears welling up in your eyes. “I don’t want to be sent away to some science facility where they torture me and force me to—”

“Hey, hey, hey, shh, calm down,” Jughead reassured, cupping your cheeks with his palms. “Who’s sending you away?”

He wiped a fallen tear away from your cheek with his thumb and smiled softly.

“I’m not telling anyone, okay? No one’s going to send you away. They’d have to get through me first.” he said.

You let out a watery chuckle.

“But Juggie, that would be easy.” you joked.

“Ouch,” Jughead said in mock offense. “That hurt,”

You giggled again, your tears starting to dry up.

“But seriously,” the raven-haired teen said. “No one’s gonna hurt you. I won’t let them. Just know that. Okay?”

You nodded.



A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Please send me feedback!


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It never faded

Harry imagine where he turns up at your door after you guys broke up. I really hope you guys will like this imagine and that you’ll set aside the time to read it. :)
A lot of fluff and emotions ahead, no mature content aside from some harsh words.

Again, picture is not mine. Some beautiful member of the internet blessed us with it.

It had been two weeks since I had last seen Harry and one week since he had last tried to call me. Our break up had been a messy one, filled with screaming and crying. Words were shouted neither of us could ever truly mean and when I had finally cried that I wanted our relationship to be over, Harry was just as surprised as I was. And yet I didn’t take it back. And he didn’t try to stop me. I somewhat calmly went upstairs, packed the few belongings I had at brought to his place, and left without a word of goodbye.

I traveled back to my hometown and moved in with my old flatmate. She still owned the same apartment I had lived in when Harry had first come around and swept me off my feet. After dating for two months I agreed to go to London with him, which now I knew had been a mistake. Moving in with someone after knowing them for so short had not been a smart move. Literally.
Soon what had once been a loving relationship turned into two people trying to adjust to each other’s lifestyles and utterly failing at it. After his band got back on the road, it was like I was in a relationship with a ghost. The distance felt unbearable and with time differences and crappy internet connection, not even the few skype calls that we made could change that.

I wasn’t any happier being away from him now, but I comforted myself with the thought that at least I didn’t have to try and pretend to be anymore. After sulking in bed for a week, mourning my failed relationship, I was ready to move on. I still loved Harry with everything I had, truly. But after ignoring the first few voice messages of him sobbing into his phone I received messages of him lulling how glad he was that I had finally fucked off, how much better he was doing, that it would be as easy as counting to three to find a new girl to take my place.
It hurt of course, but if he was fine without me than why shouldn’t I be alright without him?

“Is it okay if I leave you alone tonight?” my flatmate Kylie asked standing in the doorway.

“Sure, why wouldn’t it be?” I responded, folding the shirt I was currently holding.

“You’ve been crying on a daily basis when all of a sudden you just stopped all together. It’s not normal. I’m kind of waiting for you to snap and explode or something.”

“What would seem normal to you then?” I asked with a laugh.

She jokingly tapped her finger to her chin. “Maybe you begging me to go egg his fancy ass house.”

“Not gonna happen,” I giggled while shaking my head. “But seriously, I’m alright. And I’ll survive a night without you hovering over me like a mother hen.”

Kylie threw her head back at that and laughed: “So it’s okay for the mother hen to go out for the night?”

“Of course it is,” I assured.

“You’re sure? I can stay if-”

“I’m sure,” I interrupted. “Just because my world ended doesn’t mean yours has to as well.”

She rolled her eyes. “Shit like that’s what makes me worry about you.”

“I’m joking,” I protested..

“Only half heartily.”

She gave me another long look before grinning confidently. “How hot do I look?”

“Very,” I complimented. “Your date is going to struggle keeping it in his pants tonight.”

“Great, that’s the look I was going for.”

After she left I decided to treat myself a little and make some popcorn. Once settled on our couch I pressed the play button on the telly and soon found an action movie I hadn’t seen in a long time. All in all, I felt pretty good about myself.

I jumped when the doorbell rang. The sky had long turned dark and one look at my phone told me that it was almost 11pm. Who was ringing people’s doorbells at this time?
It was unlikely that Kylie had forgotten her key and she would’ve told me if she had invited someone over, right? I reached for a fork that was laying on our coffee table after lunch which would weakly serve me as a weapon before my feet carried me hesitantly to the door. It only took one quick peek through the keyhole for me to pull the door open.

I had spend the last weeks forcing myself not to think about him until it had come to the point where his face was almost a blur in my mind. Looking at him now I couldn’t understand how that could’ve possibly happen. How could I ever forget how beautiful he was? His big but delicate hands, his strong, muscular arms and broad shoulders. His neck, who’s skin I knew was so warm after kissing it multiple times. The shape of his face, blessed with cheekbones to die for. And his brown, full curls, shorter than I remembered them, but just as soft looking. The gentle pink of his kissable lips and lastly his eyes. Those mesmerizing, enchanting, green eyes.

I was too stunned to say something. He had often laughed and blushed when I confessed how his looks took my breath away, but I hadn’t been kidding. My brain was too shocked to form a proper sentence. So instead I took a second look at him. And that changed my entire view.

His eyes were bloodshot, muting the green and held a unmistakable sadness. His eyelids looked twice their size as they were swollen and the skin beneath his eye resembled black shadows. His lips were bitten, dry and not half as full as I could’ve sworn they used to be when I kissed them. The curls hung in a mess, falling barley far enough to cover his frowned forehead. His face seemed more narrow and the veins on his neck were more visible than usually. His shoulders slacked, his arms hang limply by his sides and his knuckles were blue from bruising.

My breath hitched at how transformed he looked. Not at all like the man I had left behind.

“Harry?” I asked, my voice nothing above whimper. Given the transition he had gone through, I truly felt like I had to ask if it was really him.

“Y/N”, he croaked out and that was it.

I opened my arms and he practically fell into them. Harry shamelessly sobbed into my shoulder, wetting my flannel as I gently combed my fingers through his hair. My nails slightly scratched the skin of his neck, but it did little to calm him down.

“What happened?” I whispered. “Harry? What’s wrong, my love? Are you hurt?”

He didn’t answer, instead his sobs increased and I moved my arms to his shoulders, trying to loosen his hold to check if he was injured. When he didn’t budge I sighed and pressed a kiss to his cheek. His skin felt so cold.

“Come on. Let me get you inside. You’re freezing.”

Finally he allowed me to carefully pull away from him and take hold of his hands, pulling him inside. I lead him to the small living room and sat him down on the couch, getting into a kneeling position in front of him. Normally he would joke about how I could have “at least bought him dinner first”, but right now there was nothing even remotely sexual to my position. I rested my hands on his thighs, moving them in soothing circles.

“Harry, please tell me what happened.”

All I got as response was a shake of his head and more tears falling from his eyes. I didn’t know what to do. I was supposed to hate him, like I somehow had only hours ago. But now with him crying in front of me I couldn’t help but forget everything instantly and just want to care for him, hide him away and be the shield between him and whatever it had been that had hurt him so badly. There was something about Harry that had me want to bundle him up in a blanked whenever I saw him even remotely upset.

“Harry, please try to calm down,” I begged when he hiccuped. “I can’t stand seeing you like this. I’ll go and get you a cup of tea, alright? It’ll warm you up and ease you a little. Please, in the meantime try to relax. Okay?”

He sniffed loudly and then nodded. I got up and went to the kitchen. The water couldn’t boil fast enough and I nervously tapped my fingers on the sink. When it finally did, I quickly filled two cups and walked back. Harry obviously hadn’t calmed down. I suppressed a sigh as I placed the two cups on the coffee table and sat down next to my ex boyfriend.

“What can I do to make it better?” I asked quietly. “Tell me, please. I’m loosing my mind, seeing you this way.”

“Everything”, he started, voice so thin I almost missed it. “Everything is wrong, Y/N.”

He looked up and his eyes met mine, knocking every remaining ounce of anger still in me right on out.

“Come here”, I whispered and pulled him against me again. “I don’t want to push you,” I mumbled softly and I felt him shake his head in a nod. Goosebumps rose on my skin upon feeling his sobs against my chest. “We won’t speak right now. Let me turn on the TV and you can take your time to calm down. Maybe sleep a little. You look like you haven’t in days, my love. And when you wake up and feel more rested, we can look into making whatever got you upset go away, alright?”

“You’re letting me stay?” he murmured, avoiding my eyes. His voice broke halfway through the sentence.

Was I? The rational part of my brain screamed at me not to. But my heart had already found it’s familiar place where it had spent the last few months; right in his hands.

“Pass me the remote.”

We watched a movie in silence, neither of us paying much attention. Harry’s sobs lessened after a while and at some point we moved from our sitting position into me lying on my back and Harry laying half on top of me, his arms wrapped around my waist tightly. I stroke his hair and rested my cheek against his forehead. Though it felt like we were making a mistake, my heart squeezed almost painfully when he pressed a soft kiss against the skin of my cheek. I felt like every cell in my body awakened from a long sleep and I couldn’t deny how good it felt to have his body heat keeping me warm, instead of a blanket. Halfway through the film I could hear him snore quietly.

I must’ve fallen asleep too because a loud “I’m back!” call ripped me out of unconsciousness. My hand instantly moved to Harry’s neck and I was relieved when I found that he hadn’t woken up.

“I’m in here”, I murmured, hoping Kylie would hear me.

“I must tell you about what happened when I- Wait,” she stopped in her tracks when her eyes landed on the man lying on top of me. My cheeks burned and I tried to avoid her gaze.

She cleared her throat. “Tell me this isn’t what’s his face, but some hot dude you hooked up with to get over him.”

I gave her an awkward smile. “I would if it were true.”

“Y/N!” she yelled and I winced, covering Harry’s ear that wasn’t pressed against my collarbones. “What is he doing here? Why did you even let him inside this house?”

“Shh, please, you’re gonna wake him up.”

“So?” she exclaimed, not lowering her voice, “He’s the asshole over whom you have been bawling your eyes out and now what? He just shows up at your door? Really? Has he realized what big of a prick he is? What the hell, he’s such a-”

“Please don’t do this right now,” I interrupted her and shifted uncomfortably under her stare, “He showed up as a complete mess, what was I supposed to do? Nothing’s forgiven but how could I turn him away? Please, give him a break.”

She huffed and shook her head. “I may refrain from killing him right now. But only because I’m wearing heels.”

“Thanks,” I whispered, lifting my hand to wound my fingers into his curls. He looked so peaceful when he slept. And so adorable. So utterly handsome.

“Don’t look at him like that,” my friend’s voice interrupted my staring.

“Look at him like what?”

“With those eyes that scream how in love with him you are.”

I shook my head and rolled my eyes. “Not that you’ve seen what mine went like, how did your night go?”

She allowed me the change of subject with an eye roll. “I’ll give you the short version now and the long, funny one tomorrow. It was amazing.”

“I’m glad.”

“Yeah, me too.” She smiled. “Anyway, I’m going to bed now. Have a good snuggle then.”

“Yeah alright, good night.”

“Tomorrow it’s either you kicking him out, or me!” she called from the stairs. I shook my head and groaned quietly.

“She’s right, you know.”

I looked down to see Harry awake, moving awkwardly off of me and into a sitting position. I found myself wishing he wouldn’t have, missing his warmth already.

“How much of this did you hear?” I asked, crossing my arms over my stomach to keep from reaching out for him.

“Enough,” he mumbled, his voice hoarse.

I sat up too and scooted back to lean against the armrest and to put space between us.


“I’m so sorry, Y/N”, he interrupted me. “I’m a piece of shit, I know that. I’m the biggest asshole walking this wor-”

“Stop, Harry, stop. You’re none of that.”

“Yeah, I am,” he contradicted me. “I don’t deserve your comfort just like you don’t deserve my burden. I- oh gosh I completely ruined your evening. Why do I always fuck everything up? I’m-”

“What happened?” I interrupted his rambling. “What did you mean when you said everything was wrong?”

He shrugged, brushing some strands out of his face.

“Everything built up I guess,” he sniffed and I hoped he wouldn’t cry again. It took all I had not to brush the remaining wetness from his tears off his cheeks.

“Breaking up with you was horrible, Y/N. Not a day passed without me regretting it so much my heart hurt. You could probably tell by my voice messages I left-”

“You mean the ones where you told me how much better off you were?”

“Shit,” Harry rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands, “you must know that I didn’t mean that at all. That was the alcohol speaking.”

“You got drunk during the week?”

“What was I supposed to do with myself, knowing that you being gone was all my fault? I missed you so much, Y/N. I can’t even form the right words to explain how much it hurt to be without you.”

“I missed you, too, Harry”, I admitted and he gave me a small smile. “I don’t understand what happened to us.”

“I know it sounds lame but I was under so much stress and I wrongly took it all out on you. The pressure my job brings was just so much and though I love my family, they were constantly giving me a hard time about how I didn’t visit or call them often enough and that is true, but it still bugged me having to hear it all the time. I knew how unhappy I was making you by being gone all the time and that resulted into me feeling like crap.”

“Which then resulted into you behaving horrible around me.”

Harry bit his lip and nodded. “Pretty much. Like I said, I’m an asshole.”

“You’re not, baby,” I told him, looking away in embarrassment when the pet name slipped my lips. It didn’t go unnoticed by him and he cleared his throat. I was glad when he continued without addressing it.

“I just feel lost, Y/N. I don’t have a clue who I am anymore.”

“You’re Harry,” I whispered with a frown and in a bold move took his hand in mine. My thumbs gently caressed the back of his palms. “You are by far the best possible human being I know. A human, Harry. Though you seem to disagree, you actually don’t have to be perfect. It’s okay if you can’t deal with everything and endure all that pressure. The fault isn’t yours, it’s your job’s and your family’s attitude. You’re always so kind and so considerate with everybody’s feelings, I wish the world would give you some of it back.”

He squeezed my hands and his eyes shone with fresh tears. “See this is exactly why I had to see you. You always know the right words to mend me.”

A blush formed on my cheeks and I looked down at our fingers, intwined once again.

“But I don’t deserve it,” Harry continued. “I don’t deserve you. Y/N I’m so sorry about everything I said that night and in those stupid voice messages I left you. You have to believe me that I would take it all back! I didn’t mean a single word I said and I am so pissed at myself for not stopping you from leaving. The image of you walking through that door and away from me has replayed in my mind and broken my heart so many times, you can’t even imagine.”

“Then why didn’t you fight for me?” I asked, swallowing down my own tears that tried to form in my eyes and spill onto my cheeks.

“I wanted to, baby,” he whispered, putting my heart back into pieces by calling me that. “Believe me, I did. But I felt so awful, Y/N. I knew how unhappy I  made you and I didn’t want that for you anymore. Especially after you didn’t return any call I left. Not even the ones where I was crying. I thought you really must be done with me if you can even ignore those.”

“I was hurting, Harry. I needed time away from you to clear my head and when I was ready to talk about us all I got from was you rambling on about how much better your life was ever since I wasn’t part of it anymore.”

“I’m so sorry,” Harry shook his head and squeezed my hand. My body tensed when he reached up and stroke over my cheek with the back of his hand, the gesture used to be so common between us, but now he quickly let his hand fall back to his lap. “I’ve never been more of a mess than since you left. Asshole that I am, I thought that you were fine and wanted to let you know that I was too.”

“Oh, Harry… you’re such an idiot,” I breathed, “How could I be remotely happy without you by my side?”

“I hope you couldn’t,” he whispered, a shy smile gracing his lips. “I miss you.”

“I miss you so much.”

Harry slowly raised his arm again and gently cradled my cheek.

“Y/N, baby, do you think you could forgive me?” he asked quietly, “I know I messed up big time, but I promise you, I can do better and I will. I’ll make sure that I’m home more and that I’ll take the time to listen to you. I’d even learn how to use the bloody washing machine if that’s what it takes. Anything, but please, come back to me.”

I leaned into his hand and looked down, both of my hands holding his free one tightly, afraid he would disappear again if I didn’t. When I spoke, my voice hitched with happiness.

“If you ever say what you said to me that night again, I’m gone for good. I mean it.”

“I promise I won’t,” he swore, shaking his head. His mesmerizing eyes didn’t leave mine as he urged me to believe him. “I will never disappoint you like this again, I swear. I-”

Not needing to hear any more, I let go of his hand and grabbed his face, pressing my needy lips to his. I didn’t care how desperate I seemed, clinging on to him and particularly nestling myself onto his lap. Though I could feel his surprise, he immediately kissed back, just as urgently as I did. Oh, how I missed this. Feeling his warm and soft lips against mine, his tongue lick against my bottom lip, begging me to allow him in, which I of course granted. It didn’t go unnoticed by me that his lover lips felt slightly rougher than it normally had, but I didn’t care. Instead I deepened the kiss in hopes I could mend the torn skin. Harry’s hands held my waist, keeping me pressed against him. My heart felt like it would burst at any minute and my head was cloudy. Kissing him after missing his taste so badly resembled the feeling you get when you burst through the surface of water after having been under for too long. Though breathing wasn’t easy with his mouth pressed to mine, my lungs never felt fuller. Neither of us seemed ready to break the kiss and he moaned lowly when my clothed crotch rubbed against his. When we pulled away we were both smiling so wide our cheeks hurt.

“I love you,” I promised him. “That could’ve never faded away.”

“I love you, too” Harry assured, pressing a small kiss to my nose before pulling away again. “For alway.”

“That’s all I want,” I giggled happily and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

Harry hummed in content and cradled me tighter against his chest.

“Does that mean you’ll protect me when your friend tries to kick me out tomorrow?”

Hope you liked it! This is an imagine that I’ve had for a very long time and that I have rewritten a bunch of times. Feedback is welcome and so are requests! :)

Movie Affair

Chapter III

Current obsession; Aaron Taylor-Johnson.

Summary: Life as a young actress was hard, but when you get a part in a promising movie and reunite with the man you’ve fantasized about since you were 15 things get harder. At first it’s like every dream you ever had is coming true. But reality pulls you down from cloud nine as you start to fall for the one guy you weren’t supposed to.

WARNINGS: Mentions of alcohol and pregnancy, lots of “God” and “Oh My God”.

A/N: In this chapter the reader and a friend talk about two real movies I do not own the credits to. However the reader’s characters come from my imagination.


Aaron drove me home after exchanging numbers to keep in touch before starting to film. Right now I found myself alone with all the thoughts I’d pushed to the back of my mind since seeing him.

I owned what they call a micro apartment, it was very comfortable and cute. As I walked in I drop my stuff in the kitchen counter and fall onto my couch. Pressing my face against a pillow and wiggling the shoes out of my feet like a little girl. “Im going to hell” I say against it but it comes out as a muffled groan.

There’s a knock on my door and I groan louder. Standing up I open the door slightly, hiding behind it. I sigh relieved when I see my neighbour Kelly outside and let her come in. “How did it go?! Did they tell you what part you’re gettin yet?” she asks excitedly dropping sat on my bed. I smile sadly and walk over to the couch. Giving her suspense. Kelly was a 24 years old hair dresser I met moving in, she was a sunshine and the mom friend type.

I look at her as she waits for a response impatiently. “I GOT THE SECOND MAIN CHARACTER!” I yell and she jumps excitedly in her place, cheering me. “That’s so great Y/N!” she exclaims. I smile widely, I loved having someone understand my excitement. “You are looking at Agent…” I make a pause, trying to remember the name of my character “Carsey? Cassidy?” I frown to myself, none of those were right.

“Oh my God you forgot” she giggles and shake my head, c'mon I knew I could get it. “CARINA! HA!” I stand in victory shaking my shoulders “With a C” I specify pointing at her, moving towards the kitchen. “I’ll make us a drink” I say turning towards the fridge, Kelly was a sucker for the sweet alcoholic drinks I used to make every now and then. I bend to get a better look at the contents on my fridge and Kelly slaps my butt. You could say she was my bestfriend, but it’s not like I had any other friends in New York.

“Actually…” she trails off and I look at her raising my eyebrows. “Don’t tell me you’re gonna take off with your boyfriend again!” I scold standing straight again, she bites her lip but shakes her head. “What then? I have so much to tell you….” I trail off putting a fake sad face, she was gonna abandon me before I even got to tell her about Aaron.

She is trying to contain a smile as she reaches for the back pocket of her jean. Her big green eyes staring into my own as she shows me a pregnancy test. Every expression banished off my face I freeze. Did it say positive? Did it say negative? Who knows? But because she is showing me - after I offered her alcohol- I assume it says positive. A little unsure and stunned I look at her wide eyes. “You’re pregnant?” I ask very softly, hoping not to make a fool of myself. She smiles even more and nods “I’m pregnant!!” She jumps in place and I hug her immediately.

“That’s… great, I hope your boyfriend gets happy!” My voice sounds as unsure as I am, she let’s go and chuckles. “Y/n believe it or not there are people who want kids” she says mocking my startled state. I laugh and scratch my cheek, “I know its just that…” she stops me by raising a hand. “You’re young, you don’t see it now.” I shake my head laughing even more. “No! It’s just that if one of my friends came to me saying she was pregnant I’d expect tears and regret and all that…“ I dramatize with my hands “I just forget how old you are” I tease and she pushes my shoulder back.

“But really, those are big news Kel. I’m very happy for you” she gets a huge grin. “Sooo, let’s make a milkshake instead” I propose turning towards the fridge again. “Oh yess please” she says sitting on the counter.

I take out everything I had to make a milkshake as I tell Kel about Aaron. “Oh the guy from Savages right?” she asked and I nodded, oh boy I loved him in that movie. I told her everything since I ran out of the cab until I got back home. After many “Oh my God I can’t believe you know him!” and “Oh he is SO HOT” she finally asks how did we even met. “Filming an Avengers movie, had many scenes together” I tell her. “You are in a super hero movie?!” She asks and I snort.

“You didn’t know this when we became friends?” I ask her and she opens her mouth but stays silent for a minute. “I did not! Do I look like I watch super hero movies? I just thought you were in that show you moved here for.” The sound of the blender interrupts her and I smile, she puts a poker face knowing I did it in purpose. “I just make special apparitions on that show, I have a contract with Marvel.” I tell her over the sound of the blender. “I’m a demigodess that can poorly control ice” she gives me a smug smile and I know she’s about to say something stupid. “Like Elsa?” her eyebrows dance up and down and I roll my eyes.

The blender stops and Kelly hands me two glasses. “Anyhow, point is unlike Aaron my…” I stop mid-sentece and squint my eyes, a devilish grin appearing on my face. I look at Kelly as I hand her a glass of milkshake. “Do you wanna see the Avengers movies?” I ask kicking an eyebrow up and down. She takes a sip and licks her lips “Sure”. I smile, internally celebrating.

I was about to do two things. First; introduce her to MCU and make her love it. And second; make her ultimately love Pietro so much she wouldn’t even see his death coming. I smile to myself setting up the tv. What? I was a fangirl, I was going to make her suffer with me.

“Was wondering…” She trails off getting down from the counter. “Could I like, throw this in your bin?” I turn my head and she holds up the pregnancy test, I nod repeatedly. “You peed there, why are you still holding it?” “I want to surprise my boyfriend. Don’t want him to find out by seeing this in our bin when he comes home.” She says as she disposes of it on the small trash bin hidden under the counter.

“Sure, barely use it anyway.” I say sitting in my bed careful not to spill the milkshake. “Let me go get my movie blanket” she says and I laugh, getting her middle finger as she disappears behind the door onto her apartment. My phone buzzes and I answer it without looking. “Hai” I greet with a half-full mouth.

“Hey” a deep male voice greets back laughing. I choke on the milkshake and cough loudly sitting straight.

“Aaron” for a moment I’m shocked “checking if I gave you the right number?”

“Nah. Just looking through the contract still…”

“Oh yes? See something interesting?” I ask and he hums unsure.

“We got a kiss scene darlin’ ” my mouth falls open to his words. Without thinking I put the call on mute and squeal, putting the milkshake down I jump from the bed with the phone in hands.

“OH MY GOD! OH LORD I GOT A KISS SCENE!! OH MY GOD ” I’m ecstatic as I dance around to a song only I can hear. “I GET TO KISS AARON!! GOD THANK YOU!” I yell like a fucking 13yo But something pulls me down from my cloud.

“Hello?” It’s Aaron’s worried voice. I breathe a bit and chill.

I put my most serious face in order to relax my tone “Hey! sorry, my neighbor is here and I didn’t want her to know anything about the movie before seeing it” I say completely achieving a calmer tone. God I was a good actress.

“Oh alright. Well just letting you know little one, in case you’re not comfortable with it.” I see Kelly run inside my apartment with wide scared eyes. I shush her putting my finger on my lips violently and she sighs throwing her head back.

“Ok first you’re gonna have to stop calling me little one A, It’s gonna get weird.”

“I know you’re saying that so I quit it. I will not”

“Ugh you’re a pain” I joke.

“Deal with it big girl”

“Oh please” I roll my eyes and after seconds of silence we both end up laughing. Once we’ve stopped I say “Honestly I don’t have a problem with it, you?” God don’t let him have a problem with it pleaaase? I get on my knees on the couch and make faces waiting for his answer.

“Not at all little one, it’s the job.”

He sounds like he wants to say something else, but he doesn’t. Neither do I for a minute, hoping he’d gather the courage to say it. But perhaps it was just my imagination.

“Y/n movies are waiting” Kelly says loud enough for Aaron to hear it on the other line. I fall back on Earth and nod without looking at her. “Sorry about her, she’s excited that I’m about to introduce her to our acting” Kelly passes behind me and slaps my shoulder as a complaint.

“Say nice things about me, he’s hot.” She fake flirts and Aaron chuckles, used to the attention. “And you’re pregnant go away” I tease turning to see her and she flips me off.

Aaron’s laugh fills my ears. “She freaking flipped me off” I complain and he laughs harder.

“Tell her I like her”

“You’re both so mean to me!” I complain and Kelly snorts.

“Cuz you’re little” she says and I gasp.

“OHH! I heard that! I like her even more!” I laugh throwing my body on the couch and putting Aaron on speaker, peeking Kelly’s interest.

“I’m never letting you two meet” I mumble

They both laugh. “It would be a nightmare, I can see it”

“Yeah cuz little one’s are easy to bully” I frown at my phone, Kelly laughs without a sound.

“Aaron I’m your friend!”

“Kelly can be my friend too” he flirts and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

“UGH, old people” they both laugh again. FOR REAL?!

“Well I’ll leave you girls to it, wouldn’t wanna steal your friend Y/n”

“She already likes you more than she likes me!” I joke

“Das not truee” she says and I smile, taking the speaker off.

“Better not be, he doesn’t make milkshakes like I do” I reply and Aaron chuckles. “Hey, well see you soon then”

“Real soon little one, have fun” “Bye” and with that he’s hanged up. My mind immediately runs back to his news. I jump from the couch “Oh my God Kellyyy” I sing and she looks at me. “You like him” she states and I frown. “What!? No!”

She raises her eyebrows, not buying it. “Ok then what were you gonna say?” I stop and think. If i actually told her how excited I was about this kiss scene she was going to think I did like him. “Ugh!”

“See? You do like him” “No I don’t” I crawl in the bed and sit down next to her. “I am just getting my first kiss scene” I say low. “Is it with him?” she smirks knowingly and I groan throwing my back against the wall.

“Knew it” she teases putting the movie on play. I pause it again. “I Don’t!” Her eyes turn to me “This is stupid…. I might just have a teeny tiny desire for him” I explain and she frowns “Like… sexual.. desire?” “Yes like sexual desire Kelly” her mouth falls open.

“Oh you WANT him” I chuckle “Shut up” I say playing the movie and laying down next to her.


“You’re an ass”

“I know” I say handing her another tissue. She pushes my hand away. Ok she’s just mad, not crying anymore.

We sit in silence as the credits play in front of us. She turns her head to me and stares like a little angry kid, I try to hold back a laugh. “Is it bad that I would’ve preferred the kid to die?” She asks and I explode in laughter. After I take a breath I look at her “Considering you are going to have a kid yourself, yeah” she groans and shifts.

“Tell me about set” she asks putting her empty glass away. Oh yeah, I had to make two more milkshakes for her because she debuted her newly acquired pregnancy card on me. I sigh and shrug, going back in my mind.

“It was so much fun, but tiring too. They would have to take so many scenes again because the guys were fooling around or something.” I chuckle at the memory “Elizabeth makes SO many faces when she’s not rolling” I laugh now and so does Kelly. “And Aaron putting up that accent… Oh MOTHER” My memory travels back to those moments.

《 Avengers:Age of Ultron set 》

I pretend I’m freezing something putting my best concentrated face. Then, as rehearsed, I turn and my character accidentally freezes the floor. Causing Pietro to slip and slide all the way to me, colliding with my body and throwing us both to the floor. Once they’re done with Aaron ‘slipping and sliding’ they make us lay on the floor, him in top of me. We make the take and my character apologizes many times as Aaron stands and I do too. “You’re gonna get me to die” he says angrily in the heavy accent. He is very close, his breath moving my hair, my character looks down in shame. “I.. I can’t help it” she says in a low voice, but Pietro is gone.

《 Back in 2017 》

“I bet you got all kinds of feelings having him that close” Kelly teases and I snort “You have NO idea”

“I don’t know how you people do it” she says shaking her head “I’d literally die right there having a daddy like Captain America so close” “Kellyy!” I scold and she laughs “You have a boyfriend for God’s sake” “He’s in like China or something girl, don’t worry” “Oh my, poor man” .

“ Anyhow, well when you work for movies like this your character has a reputation to live up to. You gotta transform yourself into another person because there is people that have read about this characters since they were kids and you gotta give your best and it’s exhausting. But the cast is by the most part so nice and all goofs, they make everything better…” My mind lingers for a bit longer “Gosh I miss Aaron in set with us, he smiles so much” I say and Kelly rests her chin on her hand.

“Anyway… um, the guys are the worst you should see them” I laugh trying to get Aaron’s face out of my head. “Captain America kissed Iron man once” her eyes go wide, he face lighting up “There is no evidence” I shake my head slowly and she fake cries.

“And I learned that Hemsworth loves to get wet” I wink as she drools at the image playing on her head.

“Yup, sounds like a good job” she states. I snort, she wasn’t wrong.

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- send an ask with “br” somewhere so that I know it’s for blog rates! tell me literally anything (if you’re stuck, give me a music recommendation!)
- if you want, you can check out my other posts too :)


url: not my style | i kinda get it | witty!!! | mY KINDA THING | i’ll name my first child ur URL

icon: what’s that? | creative! | visually pleasing | aeSTHETIK | I HAVE GROWN A PERSONAL ATTACHMENT TO IT???

mobile theme: needs improvement | almost there | I LOVE THE COMBINATION | who knew a mobile theme could look this good | soRRY IF I ~ACCIDENTALLY~ COPY U

original posts: pretty cool! | they look FANTASTIQUE | so much effort??? | HOW DO U HAVE TIME TO DO THIS (gorgeous!!) | consider my eyes bLESSED

overall: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

other comments:

please do this!! hehe I’ll be using the tag “dee blogrates"✨