practical but not romantic

A knock sounded on the door. Wade Wilson was on his feet and pirouetted his way to the door in a matter of seconds, flinging it wide open.

“Thank Thor (or Loki)! I was about to starve!

The kid at the door looked on, vaguely unimpressed at Wade’s antics. “Are you the mister Pool comma Dead who ordered a large, uh… pineapple olive, large anchovy mushroom, and large special order of four cheese with… mozzarella sticks as the topping?” he recited the order in a bored drawl, but there was a hint of judgement in his tone. So Wade liked his pizzas with a bit of zest and creativity. Was it a crime? Part of Wade hoped it was, how thrilling would it be to live on the run from the cops for daring to order a pizza outside the conventional system? It would make a great movie! He should write it, he could make millions-

“I’m taking that as a yes,” Pizza kid said, clearing his throat loudly. “If you could maybe pay for these, I gotta get going.” He shifted the pizzas in his grip with a peeved look on his face.

Okay, rude. It’s not like Wade had made him stand there for… Wade checked his watch. Oh. Nearly five minutes. Okay, maybe he’d been dissociating a bit longer than he realized. “My bad,” Wade said, reaching for his wallet, “what do I owe ya for, pretty boy?”

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The Root of Orchids

This is something I’ve been wanting to do for awhile to try and help me practice writing out of 2nd person. There are no romantic pairings in this and it will feature all the important characters that molded Chuuya into who he is. It explores his tangled web of a childhood, teenager years, and current canon age. Its all out of order and is plotless, but its Chuuya. This will end up on my A03 eventually. 

A character study revolving around Chuuya at various ages and insights to growing up in the Mafia.

Written in third person limited to Chuuya’s thoughts.
No Pairings (romantically)
Rating : Mature
Warnings: Canon typical violence, death, mentions of violence, mentions of torture, etc. 
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His hand trembles; a precious dove with crumpling paper wings fighting through the night. Weighted drops of rain implant their arctic touch inside his skin until his bones rattle. There is no more warm blood flowing through his veins; completely full of ink it paints his insides blacker than whispering shadows passing on the streets. His feet plant themselves firmly on the cracked cement where carmine blood trickles over like a river cutting a current through the mountains. Clouds taper off towards the lush city streets lit with gold and money; but he is stuck in a wormhole of dirt and grime.

Despite the aching in his wobbling knees Chuuya’s eyes narrow. Glistening gems hidden under stacks of coal and scarlet locks tangled at the nape of his neck. The dagger crashes and the smell of bullets hit the air. Light flashes; crumbling brick avalanches around him. He sinks into the earth as crimson tides engulf his body. Tingling and dizzy he plunges the knife into the man’s stomach. His shoulder burns as he wrenches it; his body won’t stop sinking through the cement.

Rain pounds into the city. Red blooms through his tattered shirt and his frigid, pale fingers barely cover the hole. The taste of metal fills his mouth, but Chuuya is still breathing. His focus shifts to the opening a few feet in front of him. Car lights zip past shedding dirty rain water beneath the tires. Everything is covered in filth. He is a child born to nothing but he grabs at the slicked street with knees scraping the floor.

Something is worth fighting for.

(somewhere)


He hopes and grits his teeth. Colors spin round in his vision as his brain loses oxygen. The world glistens near the edges as they’re pulled apart at the seams, tunneling his view in pricks of blue and jade toned hues. His stomach heaves and his forehead smacks the pavement; dirt grinds into his hair.

“Such a young boy! He shouldn’t be out in the cold!”

“Poor kid is a bloody mess. He should go home and take a bath.”

The whispers pour into his ears and surge through his ice cold veins. He inhales as sharp as a dagger and pushes himself up on his knees. The world is a blurred carousel. Round and round people untangle themselves from the outside and huddle indoors with their coffees and lovers and well-dressed children. Away from the alleys and the dirt and the blood swirling in the gutter; their concerned façades are merely judgments with no actions; accusations filled with malice.

Nobody steps forward; nobody braves the rain.

Chuuya’s shoulder throbs like a war drum and the tingling sensation from his fingers have gone numb. Grey clouds billow above his figure, stringy orange hair clinging to his face. There’s a hunger etched in his stiffened gaze hidden by burnt out streetlights hovering near the mouth of the alley.
‘I am not a ghost’, he thinks through the pain, ‘I’m still breathing’.

(somehow)

Dirtied nails scrape forward dragging a limp leg behind. His shoulder is useless now; he curses loudly through a hiss and bites back tears brimming at his hollow eyes.

“Are you alone boy?”

He’s ready to bite the hand that reaches forward with such elegance and grace. Her skin is warm and dry as she bends forward to rub her thumb over the muck caked on his cheeks. Barely older than he, she radiates a stunning refinement and indescribable tenderness Chuuya has never felt. Her hair pinned back shows her youth and bright eyes, but there’s a hole behind them Chuuya can’t ignore. However, the traditional umbrella she grips has shifted to him and the rain begins to fall on her nape.

“Now now don’t be afraid. Come with me.”

(somewhere) 

anonymous asked:

Ok, so how do we spot manipulation? Is any favor for example that people ask of us manipulation?

The first thing to know is that there are so many types of manipulation that currently exist. There’s psychological, emotional, romantic, positive, practical–just to name a few. Manipulation isn’t always a favor people ask of you. At its very core, manipulation is simply a method of persuasion

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It's raining, I want to write, here is more 12th House information
  • Aries/Mars in the 12th House: Hidden aggression,inner intensity festers beneath, might explode one day, losses of power or feeling weak are themes. In undeveloped stage is passive, timid, shy, secret with anger and advances, not connected to sexuality and their passion.
  • Taurus/Libra/Venus in the 12th House: Identity attached to others, lack of confidence, could struggle to form healthy bonds with women in their life. Can struggle with their own feminine part. In undeveloped stage is easily ashamed yet ruled by materialism, fears romantic relationship, doesn't practice self love.
  • Gemini/Virgo/Mercury in the 12th House: Has issues with communication and independence, has many intellectual insecurities. Wants to grow but unsure how. In underdeveloped stage seems closed-minded, doesn't like to share a lot, facts and opinions get mixed. Can easily be mislead by bad information in early stages.
  • Cancer/Moon in the 12th House: Emotions get lost, intuition is off, fear and caution keep them back. In underdeveloped stage acts tough, pretends to be colder than they truly are, attachments and healing are unhealthy.
  • Leo/Sun in the 12th House: There is caution towards leadership, so much tangled up in the ego and confidence, creativity could be blocked. In underdeveloped stage avoids leadership, always goes the practical route rather than creative, shies away from groups. Could be stingy, easily kept down, and highly muted in early stages.
  • Scorpio/Pluto in the 12th House: Secretive, dark traits are rarely faced, intensity completely buried, can drown in emotion. When underdeveloped is easily overpowered, can't deal with lack of control, doesn't see own darkness, sexuality is hurt. Underdeveloped= Hides secret from ones self. Developed= Discovers them but keeps them from others. Secrets will always be apart of them.
  • Sagittarius/Jupiter in the 12th House: Prepare for belief crisis, judgmental, blocks to personal growth, possible lack of energy. When underdeveloped luck doesn't seem to be on their side, easily disillusioned, avoids growth and progressive change. Must learn to make their own luck.
  • Capricorn/Saturn in the 12th House: Fear of failure is crippling, ambition stunted, materialism consumes, responsibilities are a threat not purposeful. In underdeveloped stage never seems to gain authority, doesn't believe in their own worth.
  • Aquarius/Uranus in the 12th House: Lack of individuality and self-acceptance, follower, desires independence but can't figure out how to accomplish this. When underdeveloped hates change, gives into peer pressure, suppresses rebel tendencies.
  • Pisces/Neptune in the 12th House: Insecurity towards being used or giving, beliefs might harm them in some way, finds it hard to connect with others. When underdeveloped hops from relationship to relationship, doesn't consider their emotional or spiritual health. Intellect and emotions always fighting, escapism is an unhealthy indulgence not a useful tool.

わたしの獣 真山勇成編 (Watashi no Kemono • Mayama Yuusei Hen)

Venerdi has announced a new CD in the works!

Synopsis (Paraphrased):

For the purpose of research, you, a smut manga artist, have purchased “certain goods”—only to have them be discovered by the local deliveryman, 真山勇成 (Mayama Yuusei). 

But just as you are about to explain yourself, Yuusei becomes flustered and runs off… 

After this incident, you find yourself growing closer to Yuusei, a physical and lively type whose personality contrasts with your own.

“I’ll carry you to bed promptly and courteously. I know I look this way, but I am known as the best delivery driver at my workplace for a reason. Well… this is the first time that I’m carrying something for my own purposes, though.”

And so, here is the humble, normal love story between you and Yuusei.

CV: 昼間真昼 (Yashiro Taku)

Release Date: April 28th, 2017.

aromantic hubris
  • Me in theory: I bet I would be great at sorting though people's romantic problems, relationships are so much easier to understand objectively when you don't get caught up in all that falling in love nonsense yourself
  • Me in practice: idk, have you tried.... not.... having romantic attraction???
Business and Pleasure - Part 3

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 2,123

Warnings: Swearing

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain


You stared at the ring on your finger, chuckling in a mix of disbelief and hopelessness. Mr. Barnes practically had to force James to give it to you. There was no romantic proposal that you had been dreaming of since you were a little girl. No magical date or walk along the Hudson at sunset. No carriage ride through Central Park. Why would there be? After all, this proposal, your impending marriage – all of it was all nothing more than a business transaction.

Today, two weeks after the dinner, you had met with Mr. Barnes and James again. “To formalize the engagement,” he had said. You met Mr. Barnes and James in the late afternoon at Barnes Enterprises, after most employees had headed home for the day. You sat in the small but lavishly decorated lobby outside his office, like a client waiting for a meeting. When the secretary, who seemed much too chipper for your taste, finally ushered you in, James barely spoke. In fact, he barely even glanced in your direction. He had simply handed you the box, leaving you to put the ring on your finger, and that was that. You were now engaged.

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  • Me: ah yes, I love the smell of February, you can practically taste the love...
  • Friend: yeah Valentine's Day is pretty romantic
  • Me: ew no I'm talking about the real Most Romantic Day of the Year™
  • Friend: what day is that?
  • Me: February 15th, the day of half-priced chocolate sales. That, my friend, is the taste of true love that will never let you down.
My Business

Originally posted by dibidibidismynameisjhope

*request* 

part: 1/2

warning: angst and smut 

word count:3415

author: admin Jazzi 

Hoseok was easy to date. He made every day life exciting and romantic. He would invite you to the practice room or the studio, if he was working long hours and didn’t see you all day. He always called you to let to make sure you were eating well, even when he was away.

So when things suddenly changed it was really out of nowhere. Hobi suddenly didn’t call you at all, nor did he look excited to see you. If you tried to surprise him at work, he’d tell you to leave.

It was like he was forcing himself to stay with you. But you just couldn’t understand why he started being this way in the first place. It went on for a month before you decided confronting him would be best. He was being cold towards you, and you needed to know why. You couldn’t even remember the last time he said he’d loved you. You couldn’t take it anymore.

You asked him to meet you for dinner. You hadn’t been out together in, and you thought he was going to turn you down, again. It was like he didn’t want to spend any time with you at all.

As you sat across from him, your heart was broken into a million pieces. He wouldn’t even look up at you. He didn’t even try to talk to you. When you tried to speak he wouldn’t respond.

“Hoseok what’s wrong?” You asked him. Again there was silence. He didn’t even look up at you. He was ignoring you, with a cold expressed.

“Let’s break up then.” You said softly, putting down your fork and standing up.

You walked out that day and he didn’t even try to stop you.

You were so angry and you wanted to cry. You and Hoseok had been together for a year and the last month of it was hell for you. You didn’t know what prompted him to act this way.

Three weeks later you found out that you were pregnant and You nearly lost your mind. Everything came at out so quickly, it was hard for you to think properly. You wanted to tell Hoseok but he wouldn’t answer your calls or texts. You told him it was important and he still left you on read.

You were forced to do it on your own. You made the decision to keep your baby. You couldn’t stand Hoseok now, you had no love from him in your heart, because he obviously had none for you. He stopped caring before the night you broke up. He didn’t want anything to do with you and you came to accept that.  It hurt at a lot in the beginning but you came to accept it. You didn’t want to be sad all the time. It wasn’t good for your health or your baby’s  health.

You accepted that your life wasn’t about you and it was about being a mom.

When you saw your little girl, your heart was filled with sunshine. You named her Avery.

She was beautiful with curly black hair, light brown skin and cute little dimples just like Hoseok’s. She also had his eyes. She may have had your skin color but she looked just like Hobi and it was honestly precious.

She was a handful though, she wouldn’t sleep at night unless you played rap music, mostly J.Cole. She was the funniest new born on earth. The little queen of facial expressions. She was the love of your life.

Since it was just the two of you, even though things were difficult, you worked hard to provide for her. You didn’t have time to think about Hoseok’s absence in your lives. You worked all day at came home just in time to give her a bath and put her to bed. By her fifth birthday you decided to take her back to Korea. You wanted her to experience school life there.

You could afford to send her to a good school. It brought you joy to you to see her smiling and in awe when she got on the plane. You loved hearing her questions about the new place she’d be living in. She was bright, smart and very talkative. Listening to her describe things were vivid and adorable.

You wanted to take her all around Korea, just like you’d done your country.

Honestly, Avery was your best friend. She made every day joyful with her smiles, and you were even grateful for her tantrums.  Because she was being a kid. Watching her grow was your greatest joy. Avery made you incredibly happy.

Avery loves parks so the first place you took her when you landed and settled in, was the park. A nice walk made her happy. You held her in your arms, watching her beautiful smiling face.

“A birdie, mommy!!” She giggled at a pigeon. You nodded, “Yep ave that’s a bird.” You giggled kissing her cheeks.

“mommy?” You heard from behind you.

You turned to see SeokJin, Taehyung, and Hoseok.

You turned Avery so she couldn’t look at them and nodded in response.

“Hi guys!” You forced a smile. You didn’t look in Hoseok’s direction. You hadn’t seen him since your break up. Even though years had passed and you got used to seeing him on tv, you didn’t want to face him in person. It especially hurt knowing that Avery was so close to her father and didn’t know it.

“How old is she, Y/N?” Tae and Jin asked as they crowded around you trying to get a peek at her face. Just like the sunshine she was, she feed on the attention. She reached for Tae with a smile.

“She turned five today” you said softly as you let Tae hold her.

She immediately took to him. He was so good with kids it was crazy. They always loved him as soon as they met him. He was great around them.

“What’s her name?” Tae asked excitedly as he walked holding her in his arms. You found yourself walking with them. Tae and Jin kept the distance between you and Hoseok. Hoseok didn’t speak and it was obviously awkward between you.

“How long have you been back in Korea?” Jin asked you, he was always really sweet and comforting. You made friends with him easily when you and Hoseok began dating.

You regretted not telling him that you were leaving; but when you decided to leave, you also decided not to rely on Hoseok. You didn’t need him to raise Avery, so he didn’t need to know about her being his.

“I got here a few weeks ago. I thought it would be good for Avery to go to a Korean school, since she’s already experienced American kindergarten.” You found yourself explaining to Jin ( Taehyung and  Hoseok ) your plan to expose Avery to her other culture.

“So her father is Korean?” Jin spat out.

You softly nodded, wondering if you had said too much.

Your eyes trailed over to Hoseok. He wasn’t looking your way; but Jin and Taehyung were staring right at you.

It looked like Jin was about to ask you something, something you probably couldn’t answer.

You quickly grabbed Avery from Tae. Even though she begged to go back to him you made up an excuse to leave. Of course it wasn’t very believable, but it got you out; But not without a curious Jin following you.

He called your name and it was hard to pretend you didn’t hear him, with Avery reaching for him.

“Y/N? Hey I’m calling you. “Jin said as he grabbed your arm.

“Oppa, please don’t ask questions about Avery, okay?” You looked at him desperately.

Jin knew you well, he was able to figure out when you had a secret, and he had probably done the math.

You never got things past him and this certainly wasn’t one you’d pull over his eyes.

He looked at you, as if he didn’t know what to do.

You didn’t know what to do either. Everything felt so rushed. You knew that you wouldn’t be avoid Hoseok’s existence; but you didn’t expect to meet him, or meet him with Avery right in your arms.

It angered you that he didn’t figure things out as fast as SeokJin did. You spent a year with him, he was your first everything.  

You were trying your best to get over him completely and it was hard enough living with Avery, his spitting image.

Jin let you go, without any other questions, only making you promise to meet him for dinner.

Later that night you find yourself remembering your first time with Hoseok.

You and Hoseok always met up at his dorm (since he wasn’t allowed to date). For the month since you’d started dating you spent the night with him nearly every weekend. He’d trick you into watching movies all night and he wouldn’t let you go home, because he wouldn’t let you walk home.

One night, after a Disney movie binge, he cuddled you in his bed. The rest of the boys were away or sleeping.

You actually made the first move. You’d told him you’d surprise him when you felt you were ready. You rolled around onto his lap, looking down at his bright smile. He seemed to find it cute that you were being forward and spontaneous.

He lightly caressed your sides, “Are you sure, baby girl?” He asked you, the excited look never left his face though. He sat up carefully, wrapping his arms around your waist, squeezing you lightly.

He carefully laid you down onto your back. His eyes carefully studying your body, as his hands explored it.

He leaned in, gently kissing your neck. He left soft kisses up and down your neck, a soft moan escaped your lips. He pressed himself against you, and you could feel his erection through his shorts.

“Tell me if I hurt you, baby.” He whispered into your ear. His voice was low, but soft. He slipped of your shorts and panties in one quick movement. You looked over and watched them hit the ground. Your lower half was completely exposed to him. His eyes were lustful and he was biting down on his lip, as he ground himself against you. A louder moan fell from your lips. You felt the warmth pooling at your core. Suddenly, Hoseok began rubbing circles against your clit. With his other hand he grabbed a condom, from the nightstand.

You pulled up his shirt, leaning up and gently kissing his chest. He let out a low groan, as your ran your hands down his body and over the bulge in his shorts.

You took the condom from between his lips, as you pulled down his shorts.

You really didn’t want to wait any longer. You carefully helped him slip it on. You could feel the soft pulse of his member in your hand.

Hoseok buried his face in your neck as aligned himself with your entrance. You quickly gripped the sheets, bracing yourself for what was to come. He rubbed himself between your folds, his free hand gripping your ass. You let out a soft gasp as he pressed the tip inside you. He slowly guided his length inside you, being careful to give you time to adjust.

He slowly started moving his hips, with long thrusts deep inside you. You gripped the sheets tightly, the slight pain was quickly flooded by pleasure, as he rubbed your clit. His thumb rubbing a circular motion on your sensitive area.

You moaned out his name, your eyes shutting tightly. He gradually picked up speed. You wanted to scream his name as he started thrusting harder inside you; but you remembered the sleeping boys.

You felt yourself clenching around him, as you neared your climax. Hoseok moaned out a string of profanities, he thrusts became harder. He was gripping your hips tightly as he pounded into you. Your back arched off the bed and your nails into his arm. Hoseok moaned your name into your skin.

Hoseok, hungrily, kissed up and down your neck. You felt your climax suddenly, your eyes rolled back and your toes curled. Your body shook from the pleasure, your legs suddenly feeling weak.

Hoseok soon followed your climax, filling up the condom.

He carefully slipped himself from inside of you. He threw the condom away and he pulled on his shorts. He re-dressed. For the rest of the night he showered you with kisses and praises. Neither of you could sleep. Just being next to each other after that made you excited. You spent the night in a mixture of giggle fits and more rounds of sex.

Tears formed in your eyes thinking about that night.  Hoseok told you he loved you so many times that night.

You still loved him,even after the time that passed; But something happened and he didn’t feel the same, if he ever did.

You were snatched from your day dreaming by the sound of Avery calling for you. She often had bad dreams. She wouldn’t be able to sleep for the rest of the night.

You usually say up and watched a Disney movie. Her favorite was ‘The Princess and The frog’

The next night you left Avery with Taehyung while you went to dinner with Jin. You honestly worried about what Jin would say to you. You wondered what he would tell you.

He was quiet for a bit, mostly stuffing food into his mouth. Then he suddenly blurted out.

“Is Hoseok your baby’s father?”

You stuffed your face, obviously ignoring his question.

He didn’t let it go, not even a little. He asked you again at least six time sighing 10 minutes.

“Yes! He is, now can you stop asking me questions it’s ruining my appetite.” You stuffed your face with more food.

“Y/N? You should tell Hoseok.” He said.

You looked down at your food. “I’m not telling him anything. Avery is none of his business.” You told him.

“How is she none of my business?” You heard from behind you. You didn’t bother looking back; because you knew Hoseok’s voice.

He walked into your view, staring down at you. “How is she none of my business if you say she’s mine?” He asked you.

You glared up at him. The first time he’s spoken to you in years and he’s scolding you instead of apologizing for the way things ended.

You stood up, “I’m raising her. If you answered my phone calls instead of just leaving me with no explanation maybe things would be different. But instead you chose to treat me like crap and ignore me. “

You tried to keep your voice calm since you were in public.

“It wasn’t like that Y/N the company told me to break up with you.” He finally admitted.

You stared at him, it finally came out.

“So you dropped me for your career without even letting me know, fuck you Hoseok.” You said as you gathered your purse.

You knew he wouldn’t come after you. There were too many people around and he wouldn’t cause a scene.

The cab ride home was difficult. You tried to hold back your tears but they fell anyways.

You would never want him to choose you over his career. It wasn’t important to you that he lived his dream; but he chose to break your heart, like you wouldn’t understand him.

A year of dating and he didn’t know you any better, and he decided to tell you as if that would make your current situation any better.

You got yourself together when you got to your door. Walking into your house, everything seemed peaceful. It was unusual, since this was the time of night Avery would be up crying because of her nightmares.

The light of the tv glowed from the living room. You made your way inside to see Taehyung and Avery , peacefully, sleeping on the couch.

You smiled softly, she seemed to be having a peaceful and happy dream. You carefully picked her up and took her to bed, tucking her in warmly.

Since he was still sleeping you carefully placed a blanket over Taehyung.

You looked over his face. He hadn’t changed much in five years. He still slept with his mouth open and his personality was still bright.

“Y/N? How’d dinner go?” You heard Tae ask. He held onto your hand.

“Hoseok showed up,he found out that Avery was his.” You placed your chin on your hands, forcing a smile.

“How did he respond?” He asked. You sighed deeply sitting down completely on the floor.

“It doesn’t really matter. He may have helped me create her but Avery is my daughter.” You told him.

Taehyung stared at you for a while. He seemed to be thinking about something deeply.

“Avery needs a dad.” He said

You chuckled softly. “Hoseok won’t do anything that might hurt his career. He wouldn’t suddenly say he has a five year old child. She needs a dad that wants to be with her in public

He hesitated for just a moment, probably unsure as of how you’d respond.

Your eyes widened as he said  “I’ll do it.”

You were too shocked to say anything. “Tae…”

“I’m not asking your for a relationship, or to marry me Y/N. Just let me share Avery. Let me be her dad. I’m willing to risk it if she can grow up happy.” A pure smile across his face as he continued explaining how he thought about it well, and he thought it would be a great idea.

“You won’t need to worry about her growing up without her dad. You said it yourself Hoseok won’t say she is his.” He sat up, staring into your eyes as you thought it over.

You didn’t think Hoseok would be public with her, and if you told her he was her dad, would that help anything, if he’d hide her?  

“Deal.” You looked up at him.

“Let’s give Avery an amazing childhood.” He smiled brightly.

After a long talk, mostly about what to expect from fans, and how you’d raise her, you settled into bed.

Your thoughts couldn’t leave Hoseok though. As if you weren’t heart broken still, he came back in and crushed it into a thousand pieces.

Your face became wet with tears once more.

You didn’t hold back, forgetting Tae was even around, you let out your cry.

Your head under the blankets you cursed yourself for letting him hear you say that, You cursed Jin for not telling you he was behind you cursed Hoseok for breaking your heart.

“Aigoo, you’re going to wake Avery.” You felt Taehyung slip into the bed and under the blankets.

“I’m…okay.” You said between sniffs.

“it’s okay to cry, just don’t do it alone.” He said wrapping his arms around you. You relaxed into his arms.

“Alright let it out so we can go to sleep. We have a big day in the morning. I wanna take Avery to the amusement park.” He said.

You laughed through your tears, “Tae she’s too young for that.”

He chuckled, “ I guess I’m getting too excited huh?”

You both laughed at him.

He told you tons of things he wanted to do with Avery, and then you took out the things she was too young to do. He agreed to just take her to the playground whenever he could, as a start.

You felt better after laughing at Taehyung, so you soon fell asleep. Only to be awakened by the sound of knocking and the doorbell.

You carefully slipped away from Tae, stopping to check on Avery, then opening the door.

Hoseok stood in front of you, stared at for him for a moment. He was silent for a while before handing you an envelope.

“What’s this?” You asked as you opened it. The envelope was filled with money.

“A baby isn’t a secret I can reveal. Can’t you go back?” He said, “you told me it was none of my business, then-”

The envelope was snatched out of your hand. You looked to see Taehyung glaring at Hoseok.

A tension filled silence, came over the three of you, before Taehyung said “You’re right, hyung, she did say it’s none of your business. So don’t worry about either of them anymore. They’re my business now.”


a/n hi everyone! thank you for the support and for the requests. I hope you enjoy reading this! This one was longer than what I usually write so I made it into a series. I hope you all can enjoy it 💓 Admin Jazzi 🥔

YOUR POSITIVE QUALITIES
  • Aries: Adventurous, Courageous, Versatile, and Lively.
  • Taurus: Generous, Dependable, Down to Earth, Patient, and Persistent.
  • Gemini: Versatile, Enthusiastic, Witty, and Intellectual.
  • Cancer: Creative, Faithful, Loving, Protective, and In-Touch with Emotion.
  • Leo: Helpful, Energetic, Optimistic, Straight-Forward, Loyal, and Bold,
  • Virgo: Practical, Analytical, Reliable, and Modest.
  • Libra: Tactful, Romantic, Charming, and Diplomatic.
  • Scorpio: Focused, Brave, Balanced, Faithful, Ambitious, and Intuitive.
  • Sagittarius: Straight-Forward, Intellectual, Large Hearted, and Interesting.
  • Capricorn: Practical, Ambitious, Wise, Patient, and Cautious.
  • Aquarius: Friendly, Humanitarian, intelligent, Creative, and Independent.
  • Pisces: Imaginative, Kind, Compassionate, and Selfless.
Dating Tom Holland would include:

These are kinda random… Oops, enjoy :) •Netflix Binges •Tom would totally watch anything with you •Facetiming when he’s gone •Long walks with Tessa •Impromptu photo sessions all the time •His parents thinking your adorable •Your parents loving him •Tom would literally be the definition of chivalrous •Doors open, chairs out, hand holding •Big romantic dates, like star watching or picnics •Practically adopting Harrison, even though he’s an adult •Pulling pranks on Tom with his brothers •His siblings want to hang out with you all the time •Major, major, major pda •Like always •Tom loves to show others your his •Hickeys •Lots of Hickeys •You’d be good friends with Laura and Zendaya •Tom would always try to bring you filming with him •He can’t stand being away from you •Discussing the future together in bed, late at night •Tom’s Instagram is basically all you •He loves to take you travelling •You always sit in the passenger seat when he drives •Steamy make outs while you watch late night talk shows •Cooking together •Waking up to Tom cooking •Watching Tom and Harrison attempt to play one on one basketball •Freaking out when Tom does all those funky trampoline tricks because you love him and want to spend your lives together •Being the star of literally all of Tom’s social media outlet •Videoing and taking pictures of Tom for your snapchat •Fans literally worship you for the lovely pictures of Tom on your social medias •Tom loving you to pieces •Tom texting you every second he’s not with you •Even when filming, to the point where the director and all the crew are annoyed at how cute you two are

Originally posted by damianwayme

Thick as thieves -  Without the thieves part... || Newt Scamander x Reader

Originally posted by hardyness

Based off Anonymous’ request: ‘Newt taking in a Hufflepuff apprentice, but ends up practically adopting them?’ (I left the ending open to whether it’s a romantic relationship or a friendship, and Y/N’s bag is the one above ^^) ~ (And I’m just putting Y/N as a female but if there are changes wanted i can try to make them) This is set a few years before the New York incident so Newt is considerably younger.


Y/N Y/L/N fumbled with her bag nervously as she pulled out a thick notebook, full of neat, slanting writing. She lay down on her stomach, peering into the darkness of a corner of a large barn. Y/N had come across a fully grown Moke, a large green-silver lizard, and it had led her to a large barn just outside of London. 

She scribbled down notes as she watched it curl up around three eggs protectively, and she smiled in excitement. 

“Hey there, its okay, can i take a look at your eggs?” Y/N whispered, holding out her hand for the Moke to sniff, before it pushed it’s eggs towards her. 

Y/N pulled them gently towards her with her wand, examining them intently, scribbling down the appearance of them, before she felt a smooth piece of wood being pressed against her back.

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Cheat-sheets: Sun - The Ego

My basic personality is…

Sun in Aries: Energetic, assertive, naive, aggressive, motivated, childlike, courageous, passionate and leading

Sun in Taurus: Stubborn, hardworking, sensual, artistic, materialistic, secure and durable

Sun in Gemini: Witty, intellectual, fun, adaptable, quick, communicative, cunning and indecisive

Sun in Cancer: Warm, loving, clingy, insecure, protective, moody, defensive, tenacious and nurturing

Sun in Leo: Confident, loving, show-off, romantic, creative, charming, generous and proud

Sun in Virgo: Logical, perfectionist, pedantic, serving, efficient, modest, critical, practical and hardworking

Sun in Libra: Fair, romantic, artistic, cooperative, idealistic, compromising, hardworking and indecisive

Sun in Scorpio: Passionate, intense, powerful, magnetic, brooding, possessive, jealous, protective and understanding

Sun in Sagittarius: Adventurous, charismatic, charming, hardworking, daring, fiery and philosophical

Sun in Capricorn: Respectable, hardworking, motivated, cunning, ambitious, cautious and patient

Sun in Aquarius: Independent, unique, unconventional, intellectual, detached, eccentric and humanitarian

Sun in Pisces: Empathetic, dreamy, intuitive, emotional, kind, cunning, receptive and mysterious

I express this through….

Sun in the 1st House: My appearance and presence

Sun in the 2nd House: My material possessions

Sun in the 3rd House: My communication with others

Sun in the 4th House: My home life

Sun in the 5th House: My creativity

Sun in the 6th House: My work and serving to others

Sun in the 7th House: My relationships with others

Sun in the 8th House: My power and sex appeal

Sun in the 9th House: My learning and wisdom

Sun in the 10th House: My career and public image

Sun in the 11th House: My social life

Sun in the 12th House: My private life

Valentines Day has become a huge tradition for Victor and Yuuri, mostly because they both try and surprise each other every year, and so the gestures keep getting bigger and bigger. They have been told off more than once by Yakov for bringing their ‘surprises’ to the rink - like the time Victor filled it with roses and left everyone unable to practice, or the time he arranged for a romantic dinner in the middle of the rink…. again, leaving everyone else unable to practice.