she looks a lot like my crush

My favorite trope in the miraculous ladybug fandom for fanfiction is when Adrien Knows™ that Marinette has The Crush™ on him but he’s still an awkward cup of butter and he doesn’t know how to actually handle it bc he just wants to be “Friends” and
“no Nino I do not have a crush on Mari I just think she’s super cool and I want to have the Friendship™”
“wait why is she laughing at what Nathanael said, my puns are funny, oh golly gosh she sure is cute when she laughs”

“Oh boy a lot of Ppl have crushes on her, I can see why…I mean I DONT have a crush on her but I mean she is really pretty and super nice and did you see how many freckles are on her face? Even the sun loves her! Look at all those sun kisses….I’m a little jealous ….”


“I just want her to like me..wait no I mean I want her to like-like me..WAIT! I mean I know she likes-likes me bc she has the Crush™ and I just want her to like me so we can be talk and be friends bc I like her and NINO STOP LAUGHING YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN”

And finally they become friends and its him just spending all this time being in denial about his crush on her until Adrien looks at her one day and she just gives him The Smile™ and his heart does the Thump-Thump-You-In-Love-Bud™

“Nino, I have made an error”

ok but au where shiro and allura are both students at the garrison
  • allura is an exchange student who’s been accepted at the garrison, and immediately singles shiro out as the top of their class
  • shiro being like “who is this amazing beautiful girl - wAIT DID SHE JUST BEAT MY PILOTING SCORE”
  • just imagine them being highkey rivals trying to act lowkey
  • “you’re staring again shiro-” “i am not!” matt rolls his eyes
  • allura having a totally amazing squad tho, and her bestie is some guy name markus
  • (matt and markus have crushes on each other & share commiserating looks over their ridiculous friends)
  • shiro is officially Starstruck when he sees her benchpressing in the training room
  • a group project where they’re the only two who actually do shit brings them together as friends
  • long nights with lots of coffee cups and sharing study notes
  • allura falls for him slowly over little gestures (him memorizing her coffee order)
  • one day she doodles his name in the margins of her tablet notes and then remembers they always compare notes, freaks out and erases it
  • when shiro gets sick and has to miss class allura is the only one he trusts to take his notes (they just think on the same level), and vice versa
  • still having a healthy competition with lots of friendly flirting teasing
  • always giving each other compliments
  • they graduate top of their classes, tied neck and neck
  • they kiss for the first time when shiro is going to leave to go to Kerberos and they’re all stumbling over each other and he’s super flustered when trying to confess when allura just kisses him
  • “come back to me in one piece, takashi”
  • he doesn’t
The girl looked over at the blonde blue eyed boy who sat next to her at the computers. She likes him. She likes him a lot. And he has absolutely no idea. She sighed and turned to her friend. “Just talk to him!” Her friend said, annoyed. The girl rolled her eyes. “You say that like it’s easy.” She looked over at the boy, doing his work at the computer and sighed. “Okay, next time. Next time I’ll talk to him.” It can’t be that hard, right? The girl thought as she continued to look at the pretty blonde blue eyed boy who sat next to her.
—  excerpt from a book I’ll never write #3
Today, Initiate.

Originally posted by lifessong95

REQUEST: Can I have a divergent request where y/n is divergent and she has like a huge crush on Four but Four is like a jerk to her and Eric talks to Four about how rude hes being (but not like straight forward) and Four finds y/n crying in a corner somewhere AND JUST A LOT OF FLUFF

FANDOM: Tobias Eaton [Divergent]


TAGS: bullying

He caught me staring and in one second, his veins would pop out of his neck and forehead. “Look away, initiate.”

I was sitting at the table while my friends were joking and laughing at the jokes Peter made. I just sat with my untouched food, averting my gaze everywhere to get my mind off Four who told me to “look away”.

Finally I looked away with my cheeks flushed with a bright color of red. It was odd and maybe even wrong that me, a puny and weak Dauntless initiate would had a huge interest on one of the Dauntless leaders and trainers who was named after a number.

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anonymous asked:

all weekend I've had this image in my head of Kara, Lena, Alex & Maggie all hanging out at Kara's. with them going back & forth between watching Merlin and Glee. Lena saying how she has always had a crush on Marley Rose (Melissa) in Glee. with Kara saying she's always had a crush on Morgana Pendragon (as you know is Katie) in Merlin. while Alex & Maggie look at them and then each other, both thinking about how Marley looks a lot like Kara and Morgana looks a lot like Lena.

First off, bless you for breaking the fourth wall in this. Also, I ended up watching an episode of Glee again because of it. Marley Rose was literally my favorite character. She is the type of girl I always fall for. And we all know how I feel about Morgana.. Anyway, I decided to write a pretty shitty response. Enjoy my awful writing xD 

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anonymous asked:

So I came out to my friend and she skeptically asked if I had ever even had any crushes on girls. I said no. Thing is I only came to terms with my sexuality two yrs ago. Looking back I notice I had lots of gay moments thinking girls were hot but somehow not noticing how gay those feels were. But I've never had any long lasting crushes on girls like I have had with guys. Calling myself str8 sounds so wrong but it makes me worry that I'm faking my bisexuality. Any advice??? I appreciate all u do!

It was hard for me to recognize that I was bisexual because while I was always attracted to women, I never had crushes on specific girls. Our society also tends to devalue relationships between girls (“just gals being pals”), which doesn’t help. If you’re confident about your sexuality, that’s all that matters. No one else can tell you otherwise.

-Mod Louise

Library Crush - A Namjoon Drabble

Request : Hello FRIEND! I was wondering if you could write a scenario where the reader loves the library and spends a lot of her time in there and she likes the cute guy who works there (any idol of your choice) but she’s too shy but the boy has a mad crush on her and finally confesses to her! Thank you much!

“U-um,” I stuttered feeling my throat get dry. “I’ll like this book please,” I said quietly. He looked up and smiled sheepishly.     “Ah! Sorry, sure” Namjoon apologised and took my book to check it into the computer system. After that he handed it back to me smiling, and if I wasn’t already flustered I would’ve thought I’ve seen him blush.     “Thank you,” I smiled and blushed, taking the book with me over to a small table by the science fiction books. I sat down and quietly started to read the story to myself. Minutes turned into hours and by the time I finished the book it was already closing time. I got up and apologised to Namjoon.     “Oh it’s fine! I like seeing you here,” he confessed. I looked at him and blushed. I smiled and turned away.     “I like being here,” I commented quietly. I looked up at him and smiled brightly.     “I’ll see you tomorrow?” He asked hopefully. I nodded. “You promise?” he held out his pinkie.     “Yeah,” I held out my smaller pinkie towards his and intertwined them.     “Good. Because I have something to tell you,” He said quickly before saying goodbye and running off. I looked in the direction of where he ran (cutely I must add) and smiled while holding my pinkie towards my chest.     “Okay,” I whispered before walking towards my house. The next day after school I hurried towards the library to see Namjo- I-I mean read! Yeah read! Nothing else! When I made it there I stopped outside the doors and took a deep breath before opening the doors and hearing the bells chime. I walked in and saw Namjoon smile at me. My heart skipped a beat and I smiled back at him. Holding my hand up to wave a little.     “Hey! Glad to see you didn’t break the promise.” He teased quietly. I smiled and handed in the book.     “Do you have any suggestions on what to read?” He put his hand up to his chin in a thinking position.     “Yeah! There’s this book called Demian. I think you’ll like it. If you want we can talk about it over lunch sometime,” he quickly put in and turned away blushing.     “W-what?” I felt the blood rush up to my cheeks in 0.1 seconds.     “W-well umm what I’m saying is,” He dragged out is. I nodded. “W-well umm,” he chuckled. “I’ve kinda liked you for a while and I was kinda wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me,” I looked at him “But I understand if you don’t want to!” He quickly put in and I smiled.     “Silly, I’d love to!” I smiled and blushed. He smiled.     “Really?” I nodded “Yes!” he brought his hand down and I laughed. “ Can I pick you up at 6? I get off at that time.”     “Yeah!” I wrote down my address and number. “I’m going to go and get ready. Text me!” I said and smiled before leaving. I wonder what he has planned I smiled to myself while walking home.

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She’s not you

Originally posted by fivesecsofdreams

Requested by anonymous: Can u do a Liam one where you’ve had a crush on each other a while and there’s a lot of like sexual tension then the pack gets u 2 alone and things get heated ?? Ty xo


WORDS: 552


A/N: Enjoy!

Y/N P.O.V.

The Pack was at my house, Stiles had a new plan and I was very uncomfortable because Hayden was here too. I mean… what the fuck? Why is she here?

“But Theo just wants to help.” Hayden said.

“No. Theo is the bad guy.” Stiles looked at her.

Liam was next to me, I felt the tension between us, and it was awkward.

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Jikook Fanfic (part 1)

Prompt - Person A finding out that Person B and Person C are in a relationship (Person A has had a long time crush on Person B)

i wrote this for the lovely tate ( @moonboy-bin ) because she’s the kindest funniest little buttercup and puts up with a lot of my shit lol ily tate <3 This isn’t finished because I ran out of ideas so message me if you have suggestions of where this should go~~ enjoy!

“Oh.” Jungkook looked back over to the table of rowdy seniors, feeling rather sick. His eyes found Jimin, who was laughing and tugging on Namjoon’s sleeve in apparent embarrassment.

“Yeah, they’ve been dating for a few months now,” Taehyung said matter-of-factly, taking another bite of his sandwich. “Why’d you ask?”

“Ah, no reason,” Jungkook muttered, picking away at his half-eaten lunch; suddenly, his appetite seemed to have disappeared.

It wasn’t that he’d really expected to ever be anything more than friends with Jimin - if he was honest with himself, he’d never stood a chance. Jimin was the type of person who could have anyone he wanted, with his plump lips, contagious smile, and inviting personality.  And when you could have anyone, you’d never choose nerdy, awkward Jungkook. Yet Jungkook couldn’t help but feel hopeful when they’d finally started talking.

Before then, however, Jungkook had been content with being nobody. He’d sneak glances at the elder boy in the hallways and try to find a table close to him in the cafeteria, just happy to hear familiar warm giggles or see a flash of orange hair.  It was just a crush, a crush that had developed in elementary school, a crush that he’d never grown out of.

He remembered the first time they’d met, when his knee had been torn and bloodied after a fall and a slide on concrete while playing tag. Jimin had helped him up and wiped the tears from his face, using the water from his canteen to clean the wound and leading Jungkook to some adults by his hand. He’d stayed with him until he was sure he was fine before giving Jungkook his trademark sunshine smile, a big thumbs up, and running to return to his friends. Jungkook was positive he’d forgotten him - after all, Jimin was the kind of person who helped everyone. But Jungkook could not forget his kindness, and as the years passed, he became more and more aware of Jimin. Their two year age difference had kept the two from interacting, however - at least until their classes were joined for a project.

Jungkook frowned down at his chocolate milk, remembering the first time he’d actually spoken to Jimin. He’d blushed and stuttered and hated himself to the core, convinced that Jimin would laugh at him for being so awkward. But of course, he didn’t. In fact, he’d found Jungkook endearing and had even sought the younger boy’s attention as the days went on, teasing him and giggling gleefully every time he made him blush. And whenever Jimin had tried to touch him, Jungkook had pushed him away in embarrassment, fighting down the burning in his cheeks.

Guess I’m really paying for that now, Jungkook thought bitterly, glancing back at Jimin’s table. He wondered briefly if anything would’ve turned out differently if he hadn’t pushed Jimin away ever time the boy tried to hug him. But no, Jungkook wasn’t that lucky - and anyways, he could never compare to somebody like Namjoon. Who happened to be tickling Jimin senseless two tables over. Jungkook felt his insides burn with jealousy.

“Ooh, you look mad,” Taehyung remarked, his voiced muffled by the food that was crammed into his bulging cheeks. His eyes followed Jungkook’s gaze to the senior’s table. “What’re you staring at?”

Jungkook looked away quickly. “Nothing. I was just dozing off.”

“Hmm,” Taehyung hummed, eyes still fixed on Jimin’s table.

“Um,” Jungkook cleared his throat nervously. “Do you want my cookies? I’m not hungry.”

Thankfully that got his friend’s attention, and as Tae munched away at the cookies, Jungkook fought the urge to look back in Jimin’s direction. When the bell signaling the end of lunch finally rang, Jungkook felt relieved.


Jungkook had always hate having a locker beside Namjoon’s. It wasn’t that he’d had anything against Namjoon personally, but the stench of rotting fruit that seeped from his locker was nauseating and almost unbearable. However, when he arrived at his locker after class, he found himself thinking that he’d happily take the stench any day if it meant not having to witness Namjoon push Jimin against the lockers and kiss him passionately.

Popping in his earbuds to mute the sound of the two lovers, Jungkook sighed in frustration.  When had he started liking Jimin so much? It must be strange, considering they weren’t even proper friends - and yet here he was, angrily shoving his textbooks into his locker as he fantasized about shoving Namjoon down a flight of stairs.

Not a steep one, though, he amended, feeling slightly guilty. He didn’t actually want to hurt him.

He packed his homework into his backpack and was about the shut his locker (firmly, hopefully to startle the two lovebirds out of their amorous embrace) when he felt a tap on his shoulder.  Jungkook jumped, pulling out an earbud to turn and face the boy behind him and flinching slightly when he saw who it was. His backpack slipped in his grip and a few textbooks tumbled to the ground.

“Ah, I-” he stuttered, blood rushing to his cheeks.

“Oh, sorry,” Jimin apologized, giving a startled laugh as he quickly bent down to pick up Jungkook’s work. “I just wanted to say hi, but -” he gestured at his earbuds, smiling sheepishly. “You couldn’t hear me.”

“Oh,” Jungkook said dumbly, staring down at the senior in front of him. Jimin’s lips were swollen and pink, and his eyes disappeared into moonlike crescents as he smiled up at the younger boy. Jungkook s c reame d

sorry it’s not finished, again, I’ll try to make a part 2 soon! ^^ the last sentence is obviously a joke, please send ideas, I’ve been struggling with this s o much 

EtN ch 7-8 (spoilers!)

- I’ve always loved the moment where Pritkin notices that Cassie’s been bitten and she thinks ‘Trust Pritkin to notice.’ Why would he notice? Because he looks at Cassie’s neck a lot apparently? Later chapters would seem to suggest he does. And then she tells him Mircea bit her and he jumps like he’s gonna what, fight a master vampire? Buddy, pal, I know you’ve got a crush, but chill.
- the intense Casskin shippiness continues. The snarking is intense (“If you starve to death it would damage my professional reputation.” “I eat plenty.” “The same does not apply should I strangle you in understandable irritation, however.”) and look, I know that interpreting death threats as romantic is an odd thing to do, but I guess I don’t think it’s exactly romantic. It’s more just a reflection of this really great tension between them, which perversely comes out in their efforts to care for each other, Cassie trying reduce Pritkin’s caffeine intake (and telling him to get some sleep, and then feeling kind of surprised at herself for saying it), Pritkin trying to make sure she eats. I just love aggressive sexual tension, so so much.
- “My record is six.” Sweet Christmas, Pritkin, I know you’ve got a different metabolism and all but you need to drink less coffee my dude.
- Cassie makes an interesting comment on how when she was under Tony’s thumb she’d controlled the only thing she could, herself, and that the idea of that last freedom being taken from her by the geis is terrifying. I just gotta wonder why, if she’s so set on self-determination as freedom (and I agree with her) she lets Mircea make decisions for her, without much complaint? Come on, Cass.
- Nick. You sneaky little prick. He seems so mild and calm in comparison to Pritkin, and yet, he pushes super hard to go to see Saleh. Hint hint.
- oh yikes, the apartment full of dead and rotting people is gross.
- wahey, it’s my main bitch, Rosier. What an introduction. He comes into the story murdering people sexily and I’m sure he’ll probably go out the same way. Although his sexy cred has taken some hits in more recent books.
-“Merlin was guarding the Codex until the mages got their greedy paws on it and trust me, Pythia or no, you don’t want to go through him.” Can I say how much I love that Pritkin has gone down in history as a major badass?

Stupid gnomes (Fred Weasley)

Hi, how are you? I’d like to request a Fred one-shot where the reader is good friends with the weasleys and she is visiting their house and she overhears Fred talking about her and how he has the biggest crush on her and stuff like that oh and lots of fluff please haha thank you :-)

I apperated to the burrow. I was staying at my bestfriend’s house, Fred Wesley. I loved Fred, like more than a best-friend should, but I was gonna confess it to him after six years of being best friends.

I walked to the door of the dangerous looking building. I took a deep breath and knocked three times on the door. After a few seconds the door flew open, revealing a very tired looking lady.

“Oh! You must be y/n!” She sang, suddenly full with energy.

“Yes. You must be Mrs. Weasley.” I said, politely.

“Oh none of that, dear. Call me Molly.” She usher me inside. She levitated my suitcase in and called Fred.

“Y/n!” Fred yelled, picking me up and hugging me tightly.

I laughed. “Fred! It’s only been a few days since we last saw each other.”

He put me down. “That doesn’t mean I didn’t miss you.” He smiled, cheekily.

“I’ll leave you two at it then. I’ll put your things in Ginny’s room, dear.” Molly said. “Oh and Fred. You need to help George de-gnome the garden.”

“Can’t Ron do it? Y/n just got here!” Fred whined.

“Fred. Go. I’ll help your mum out with whatever I can.” I said, sternly.

“Oh no, dear. You’re our guest! I can’t-” I cut her off.

“I want to help. Please. I can’t just sit around all summer and do nothing.”

She smiled. “Okay. You can help me in the kitchen.”

I turned to Fred who rolled his eyes playfully before walking out the door, muttering ‘stupid gnomes’ under his breath.

It had been an hour and a half of me helping Mrs. Weasley cook in the kitchen. The food was ready and Mrs. Weasley told me to get Fred and George.

As I was about to walk out the door, I heard two almost identical voices. I don’t know how I knew the difference between Fred and George, but I did.

“You like her don’t you?” George asked.

“Is it that obvious?” Fred answered.

“Oh come on, Freddy! She’s all you’ve been talking about since break started. She’s all you EVER talk about.” George laughed.

Who’s all he ever talks about? I stood quietly by the door waiting to hear who Fred liked.

“She’s just…amazing. I’ve never felt this was before about anyone. She always makes me laugh when I’m down, which isn’t often so that makes it even harder for me to laugh.” Fred said, quietly.“And she’s beautiful. Her eyes are the most memorizing y/e/c I’ve ever seen. But what I like most is that she’s genuinely a nice and caring person. She can’t have a good time unless everyone is having a good time. She’s just…the most wonderful thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Do you love her?” George asked.

Fred looked up at him and gave a small smile. “Yes. Y/n…. Y/n’s the love of my life. As cliche as that sounds, it’s the truth.”

I froze. He…he loves me. He loves me back! I have to tell him. It’s now or never, y/n! Just go up there. Tell him now! He loves you! You love him! Do it!

“Y/n?” I was snapped out of my mental argument by Fred.

I face palmed myself. “What is wrong with me?” I muttered.

Fred and George laughed as George went inside, sending winks and thumbs up at Fred.

I stepped outside until I was standing a foot away from Fred. It was silent. A comfortable silence. I have to tell him now. I’m gonna say it.

“I love you.” We both said in unison. Our eyes widened. After a few seconds we both laughed.

“You heard all that, huh?” He asked, his cheeks growing red.

“I’m glad I did, Fred.” I smiled.

I hadn’t realized how close we were. I was looking up at him since he was taller than me by quite a bit.

He smiled. “I was gonna tell you next week. That’s why I invited you to stay here.”

“You were gonna make me wait a whole week?!” I fake gasped.

He chuckled at this. “I was nervous! I’m not anymore that’s why I’m so confident in doing this.”

Before I could ask what he was talking about, he leaned down and kissed me. His hands were cupping my face, while mine were holding on to his wrists. Our lips moved together in sync as the kiss deepened. I then felt a sharp pain on my leg.

“Ow!” I yelled, breaking away from him.

“What?! What’s happened?!” He asked, worried.

“Something bit me!” I yelled, looking around to find what had bitten me.

Fred groaned. “Stupid gnomes.”

anonymous asked:

Legend of Korra duh!

1. Asami Sato

My absolute favorite: She’s strong-willed, highly intelligent, supportive, and drop dead gorgeous (most beautiful eyes in the whole show I swear). I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t have a crush on her a one point. Stole my heart the moment I saw her in her sweet dragster (where’s the “Asami is a championship racer” AU), and boy do I love tech knowledge.

2. Korra

Obv. So determined and admirable despite being a universal chewtoy, and I can respect that a lot. She does a lot of growing from the ‘charge first, ask questions later’ Avatar she began as, and became someone who learned to look at things from both sides. 

3. Lin Beifong

In LOK, she’s my favorite Beifong by a mile. Looks like she belongs in a noir detective film, purveyor of the ‘take no shit’ attitude, but is probably one of the most dependable and reasonable authority figures the Krew interacts with. Actually sarcastic as hell. 

4. Kuvira

Like, she makes such a good villain because damn is she effective. Straight up builds a fascist empire that she leads with such outright charisma (and good PR), that people openly abandon the monarchy to join up with her. I mean, I can blame Zaheer all damn day, but Kuvira capitalized on the vacuum of power he created and came damn close to winning the day because of it. And there’s this…malicious implication of the towns she’s taken over…

5. Opal

What can I say, I found her really adorable if kinda sheltered in the beginning (holy shit, look at those eyes), and then come book 4, she’s gotten wild and independent and fierce. I like how her first priority is to her family in spite of everything, and how she values Bolin for his honest personality and not the fake-smooth facade. 

Okay but this scared the hell outta me

So like, if you read my trash blog (for some reason) you remember how I am making the jokes about drinking orange juice as alcohol replacement (and imitating the alcohol drinking process as I do) whenever I am depressed or tired. I never really knew where did it come from…

But also, like a year ago, maybe a bit earlier, I watched anime Yuru Yuri and decided I was A LOT like Chinatsu. Since y’know she is all sweet outside but real creepy and disturbed on the inside, which used to fit my self-image when I saw that anime the first time. In fact, I used to near the kin-connection with her

So now I am rewatching it AND
GUESS WHAT Chinatsu is doing when she’s exhausted from pretending to be a magical girl for her crush’s little sister??


I TOTALLY forgot about this scene but now I realize that it was stuck in my subconscious THIS WHOLE TIME and I most likely used to imitate her! DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANGGGGGGGGG

*x-files music plays*

So in other news I about had a heart attack because I looked up and I unexpectedly saw my crush standing several feet away from me and the wind was blowing through her hair and it looked so pretty and I just had to take a breather because I’m very gay for her

I feel like Connor but not as hot and as sexy as him...

I feel like Connor in this gif sometimes (just sing this Gif reminded me lol)

Its like hello people just because I am Dyslexic Don’t mean I don’t know stuff,
One time I was with my aunt and uncle when I lived with them in England for 2 years, some years back and we were watching a TV and they were talking about how sugar is made and I said oh I know what they do, and my Aunt goes no you don’t, So I told her how the get the sugar cane and how they crush is down and boiled it and how some people when harvesting it will give eat it. like just chewing on it and stuff, 
and then my Uncle looked at me and said your Dyslexic you should not know that stuff.
and then I get it with my Sister a lot and it like fuck you I know stuff give me a fucking break, now she like do you really think you could ride a motorcycle with how the reads are and reading the signs, 
I feel like shouting at the top of my lung to leave me the fuck alone if I want to learn to ride a motorcycle I will fucking learn to rise a fucking motorcycle.