shes so perfect its not okay

  • A male character: "has a character flaw/does a mistake"
  • The fandom: UwU our son isn't perfect but it's okay! He has time to learn and improve himself!
  • A female character: "has a character flaw/does a mistake"
  • The fandom: ugh... when will she stop being so stupid and irritating? can she just disappear?!
Tolkien characters as memes
  • Me, an intellectual: Gandalf, Elrond
  • She is beauty, she is grace, she will punch you in the face: Éowyn, Lúthien, Legolas (let's be honest xd)
  • The dress: Galadriel (is she blue and black or is she white and gold?)
  • I came out to have a good time and honestly I'm feeling so attacked right now: Bilbo, Déagol (ha. ha.), Túrin (ha. ha. ha.)
  • *shoving breadsticks into the purse*: Turgon
  • okay... that sounds fake but okay...: Thranduil, Manwë
  • perfect men don't exis-: Aragorn, Éomer, Faramir, literally hALF OF THE CHARACTERS HAVE YOU READ LOTR
  • don't talk to me or my son ever again: um, Fëanor??? and like, all Fëanorians and their sons and the sons of their sons what even is this family???

I dunno if you just ignored this or you didn’t daw this I submitted this last week and I think your busy so you didn’t bother to see this submission and its okay!

This wad a request from a friend of mine who also likes your Bendy. She asked me to draw Bendy and Cuphead and here it is. 

Hope you like it!


  • response:

aww, I’m sorry if you thought that hun, it’s hard to keep up with everything

you sure did great, this is perfect thank you ^^

so i might’ve been watching stardust and i might’ve gotten soppy about vanessa and usnavi so… have a vansnavi stardust au

(Finally) TLC Fancast

WOWZER! I think I put WAY too much energy into this. Like, 2 months worth of energy into this. I WANTED IT TO BE PERFECT OKAY? So, without further ado, here is my TLC fancast (To the best I was able to find…) 

Cinder! Cinder gives me a lot of grief. I think its because she’s my bby and its always hard to cast a real person as my favorite fictional character, but I honestly think EITHER Courtney Eaton or Naomi Scott would be great. (But I really love Naomi Scott)


Scarlet! This actress was suggested by @alunarrevolutionary (Thanks fam) and I LOOVVEEE her. If she had longer hair, aye. SO, my scarlet is Shannon Purser

Wolf! Wolf also gives me the struggles. I needed someone who could play a lil’ fluff when with Scar, but who was also, well, Wolf. I think Marlon Teixeira does both :) 

CRESS! MY SECOND BBY. My opinion for her changes a lot, but I really like Dove Cameron. She’s super cute and has a very cress feel to her.  (Even though she’s not the best choice acting wise..?) 

THORNE. I love Sam Claflin. I keep trying to find others. And I keep coming back to Sam. (Though he might be too old… sigh) But honestly… 

Winter <3 
Winter ALSO gives me the struggles. I want someone who has great hair, and dark enough skin, and is a good actress. My original girl was Alexandra Metz… I have yet to find someone I like more than her, despite her skin not being quite as dark as I wanted. But… Gah, I really just love her for Winter… xD 

Jacin. I like Lucas Till, because he’s super hot but also can pull off the “I’m going to kill you with my glare” look to him. I feel it. 

Iko! My 3rd bbbbbyyyyyy I LOVE KEKE PALMER. Y’all can fight me, but I think her whole acting personality, look, and voice completely fit. 

Levana! I think Angelina Jolie basically has the role already. She’s a phenomenal actress, and I mean, GEEZ, she just looks so very Levana - like. Especially in this picture/gif. I have actually never pictured anyone else for Levana. Even when reading. 

Alright! Theres my Fancast! Hope you liked it! Im glad I finally did it, lol. <3 

better with you || stiles stilinski

word count: 2238

warnings: heated make out session, little swearing

request: hey there :)could you write something where the reader is very shy so she only talks to Scott and stiles around the pack but she has a huge crush on isaac.She tells stiles to ask him for help cause she doesn’t know how to talk to him so he practices with her and after a while he suggests to practice kissing with her because he starts to realize that he really likes her and the reader gets so comfortable around him that she doesn’t really that she loves him?you can include shy smut if you want c @ephemeral-stilinski

author’s note: so i haven’t written or posted in a couple weeks but i am back! i hope you like this because i’m really happy with how it turned out. thanks to @dumbass-stilinski for proof-reading and fixing my errors as well as @sarcasticallystilinski for also reading this! i’m happy they both liked it! :)


Keep reading

People actually defending Daenerys by going down the 'It's not like she burned down cities or castles... they were only soldiers' route is the saddest thing coming from their corner yet

Is it so hard to admit that what she did there was wrong? Does she HAVE to be perfect? What is it, your golden girl must do for you to accept she is in fact NOT a glorious heroine savior princess without flaws?
When will you stop defending her? Never? She’s burning innocents, she’s burning food that was supposed to be for innocents, she’s enjoying burning people. It was not okay. No matter what you say, it w a s n o t o k a y

And yes, this honestly makes me angry, because it happens in the real world. I know it’s only a show, but war is real, war crimes are real, and they’re inexcusable, what Dany did there is inexcusable, others doing it too doesn’t make it right. It was not right.
  • Sana: [Walking into the basement] Hey what are you doing down here?
  • Tzuyu: I'm texting Chaeyoung
  • Sana: Hmm, texting. That's the most intimate thing you can do to a lover with your fingers... Other than washing their hair
  • Tzuyu: So I texted Chae and she hasn't texted me back. I can't believe I'm asking this but can you help me?
  • Sana: Oh, Tzuyu, yes. I am the perfect person for this job. Okay, let's get busy. What was her initial text?
  • Tzuyu: "I can't believe I miss you this much after 3 hours XO"
  • Sana: XO? Girl, marry her. What'd you write back?
  • Tzuyu: "Haha lame"
  • Sana: [Pulls a face]
  • Tzuyu: It's a joke I was insulting her. You know, flirting. Think she's mad?
  • Sana: I bet she's heartbroken
  • Tzuyu: [Throws down her phone]
  • Sana: No, no, we can fix this. We just have to write a very sweet, very heartfelt text, that will jumpstart the conversation.
  • Sana: [Starts typing on Tzuyu's phone] "Hey baby"
  • Tzuyu: I don't call people baby
  • Sana: You do now
In Control

Summary: Sam needs Jess to help him gain control over himself.

Word Count: 2200

Warning: dom!Jess, sub!Sam, though Sam is kind of topping from the bottom here, smut, use of restraints, Sam has some control issues

A/N: I wanted to write some Sam x Jess. This is what happened. Hope you enjoy! XOXO

The first time Sam thinks about it, he instantly feels ashamed of himself. What the fuck is wrong with him?

Jess is fucking perfect. She’s gorgeous and smart. She makes him laugh. She doesn’t get mad when he forgets to rinse the sink after he shaves.

And their sex life is fucking perfect, too. She’s warm and soft and fun. She knows when he wants her to take the lead. She doesn’t just go along with whatever position he pushes her into- she comes up with a lot of them. And her sexual appetite is every bit as big as his.

But this? This just…goes too far. It’ll scare her. She’ll see how fucked up he really is.

Keep reading


Listen…it’s always Dwarf Appreciation Week…in my heart…

Mini Matchmaker Bonus Scene (Steve AU Series)

Characters: reader x Steve, OC Justice Rogers, Sharon (mentioned)

Summary: Having been dating Steve seriously for a few months, the relationship is moving forward rather quickly as another holiday of sorts approaches. 

Warnings: none! Fluff. Illness I guess. Eh. 

Word count: 1816 (yet another failed drabble. heh.)

Tags are at the bottom

A/N: So I lied a little, Part 4 isn’t the end I guess but this popped into my head so I wrote it. Also it was kind of requested by SOMEone for me to write a “birthday holiday” part attached to this fic so HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DARLING KATIE!!! ( @rogersxbarnesx ) Technically it was yesterday and I didn’t forget! I just have literally the worst timing ever. :D I really hope you like this, my dear! 

Mini Matchmaker Series Masterlist


Originally posted by yikesevans

Children are wonderful. Children are gifts. Children are the future…or whatever. You love kids. But kids are also germ-infested cesspools just waiting to infect unsuspecting souls like you. But that’s what you get for serving others.

Grabbing yet another tissue from your purse, you blew your nose and apologized once again to your cab driver and assured him you hadn’t touched anything. He made a disgusted face, but said nothing. These days, you normally took the train into the city, but to minimize the exposure of germs to strangers, you had taken a cab to and from work today. You had taken the past few days off due to illness, but there were a few things you just had to handle yourself.

After accomplishing the bare minimum and grabbing a few files you could work on at home, you called it a day. Your head was pounding again and the faucet that had become your nose refused to stop dripping. Approaching the house, you used a card to swipe and pay, along with a generous tip, to avoid handing contaminated cash to the poor driver. Using your sleeve, you opened the car door and headed up the steps.

Keep reading

Wasn’t expecting his hair to look so… square? 

Anyway, y’all, quit worrying about our precious bumblebees! Yep, crap’s gonna go down, but THAT’S KIND OF WHAT HAPPENS when you are in a relationship. I’m sure someone has nailed the reason why things get tense between Betty and Jug on tonight’s episode (too many legit reasons for me to choose just one), but I bet that this picture showcases Betty being so upset with herself for trying to do “perfect” for her boyfriend who she adores, and failing miserably.

It’s gonna be okay! Bughead lives.

anonymous asked:

photographer jughead meets a shy betty and through instagram they become a power couple

A real cole sprouse Jughead huh? You got it! This may be a little different but hang tight!

He tagged the location for his most recent instagram picture and posted the beautiful field of poppies, keeping his theme strong still. As a photographer it was important to have an organized social media platform where models and jobs could see your work, instagram was almost a form of a portfolio for the real world. He clicked on the location and pulled up someone named “Ronnielodge” s instagram.

Staring intently at the picture he couldn’t believe how beautiful the blonde haired model was. The focal point of the photo was a gorgeous, long legged, golden haired blonde wearing a simple white sundress and looking away from the camera, a peek of her dimples showing as she stood in the poppy field he had just been at. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her and clicked on this “ronnies” instagram to see if he could find more pictures of her. Of course there were group photos and dramatic pictures of the dark haired girl he assumed was Veronica. Clicking on a particularly funny shot he couldn’t help but smile at the pretty blonde in a very short cheerleading skirt with the NYU emblem, her tongue sticking out and her hands in the air. So she went to NYU? So did he.

Picking his phone up he dialed his best friends number

“What’s up Jug?” Archie answered on the first ring

“Do you know a Veronica Lodge?” He asked quickly

“Hi nice to hear from you too, yeah the dorm is fine. Oh the poppy fields were nice? That’s great.” Archie rambled

Jughead rolled his eyes and grinned
“Hi arch, Veronica Lodge?”

“Oh yeah man, she’s a total babe. She’s in my civics class and I’m kind of in love with her….she’s off limits dude, I’ve been trying to get a date with her for ages!” He warned

Jughead rolled his eyes again
“I’m not interested in her. I’m interested in her friend..blonde she’s a…”

“Say no more, you’re talking about Betty Cooper, her and Veronica Lodge are inseparable. Hey! I actually heard them talking about heading to the poppy..” Jughead hung up the phone and pulled instagram up again, typing in Betty Cooper.

Her page was simple and well managed, pictures of books and coffees, selfies of her and her friends, a few family shots and a bunch of pictures of her and animals. His eyes glanced up to her bio and he instantly smiled

“Betty Cooper: I’m 22, half of the pair B&V, future veterinarian and hopeless romantic.”

After about half an hour of debating, he finally pressed the follow button, pleasantly surprised when she followed him back only minutes afterwards.

He became obsessed, searching campuses to find her, spending hours refreshing Instagram, following Veronica just to see pictures of her. It all came to fruition when he finally found her leaning casually against a coffee cart, balancing books and a coffee cup as she tucked her phone into her pocket. He walked towards her, the warm sunshine spurring his confidence on as he grabbed the books from her hand and she smiled up at him, her eyes instantly widening when she recognized the face.

“Oh Thank you so much! Its Jughead right?”

He nodded, still speechless at being this close to perfection,
“You followed me on Instagram right? You’re very talented, I could look at your pictures all day. The places you go to take those pictures? They’re amazing, I’m so jealous.”

Jughead smiled before rubbing a hand in his neck nervously, “I could take you. Ya know.. to some of those places.. they’re not that far and it would be amazing to photograph you.. I mean if you’re okay with that! You don’t have to be..” he rambled before Betty cut him off and smiled brightly

“I’m no model but … I think that would be pretty awesome” she giggled and grabbed his phone inputting something quickly
“That’s my number, text me anytime. If I’m not in class or cheerleading I’m usually always free.” Taking her books from him, she went on her tippy toes and pressed a kiss to his cheek

“Hope to hear from you soon Romeo.”

Pretty soon Jugheads Instagram was filled with photos of Betty in various settings, she was so beautiful and as her boyfriend he took great pride in showing her off on all social media. Betty took photos of him as well, after he taught her how to use his camera it was over, her own Instagram held pictures of the dark haired boy and couple shots. Around NYU they became known as “couple goals” and almost everyone knew they were meant to be. Some of the More popular shots were featured in Buzzfeed articles and they were happily dubbed “the Romeo and Juliet of NYU”

Being a writing major Jughead didn’t appreciate the poor choice of coupling but hopeless romantic Betty swooned nearly everyday she read a new article on the pair.

Many, many Years later when their son had decided he was finally old enough for an instagram, Jughead and Betty had welcomed it with open arms.

Their love story was forever documented by a series of Instagram photos and they could only Hope Cody would fall in love the way they had, because hey if it was good enough for Betty and Jughead it was good enough for him.

Girlfriend! Jennie

~For anon!~ I hope you like it!

•Would be so protective of you
•Not in a bad way
•But would make sure you are safe
•Concert dates
•She’d buy you a cool band T-shirt and force you to wear it cause it suits you
•"Shut up and wear it, you look gorgeous in it okay? For me?“
•Sometimes you would go to a rock concert with her, or an acoustic set, both are just as perfect as long as you are by her side
•I feel like shopping isn’t a chore when its with Jennie
•She would compliment you so so much
•It would become second nature
•Just 4 u
•She’d rap in her YG showcases and it would be so obvious that she’s rapping about you and only you
•She would give you eye contact from across the room making you blush
•With a bit of sexual tension I’m sure

Originally posted by jiminboi

•You would share each others clothes
•Especially hoodies cause thats what Jennie lives in when she’s in the dorm
•She’d get so mad if you ruined them tho
•"I don’t care if you only got milk on it!“
•She wouldn’t be mad for long though cause u look so attractive in just the hoodie and shorts
•In addition to clothes, I think you’d do each others makeup
•Either in a funny way or a deadly serious ‘might actually use this contour for a stage’ way
•The silly makeup sessions are the best tho cause you’d both take the piss out of each other and laugh so hard until you hurt
•But not so many in public tho, more hand holding and waist holding whilst walking in town
•Which is perfectly fine cause it slightly turns you on anyway
•This might seem really random but
•I feel like she’d be so forgetful
•She would call you and say something like
•"Babe I forgot my keys and I’m stressing out”
•But then you would find them in the bathroom like
•"Not again"


Originally posted by taehnwnho

anonymous asked:

Re: the Shadowhunters Searching Ceremonies idea... I feel like Camille actually plays a really similar antagonist in a lot of ways in the show already, doesn't she? The 'ugh, why would Magnus want a Shadowhunter, this must be a joke' thing. Otoh... so does Maryse? Like, maybe the 'this can't possibly be true, it's just a joke' thing comes from Alec's family instead of Magnus' "family"?

okay okay okay SO LISTEN

On every warlock’s 25th birthday (because immortality and soulmate/arranged marriage AUs don’t mix well), they perform a ritual to find their perfect match. It’s normally a little thing, but for Magnus it is a Very Big Deal, because he’s Asmodeus’ son and Asmodeus is a Very Big Deal, let’s say it’s a royalty AU or something pretty close to that okay no wait, it’s like a Mafia things. Asmodeus is a big name in the Underworld, magical crime and such. Which Magnus isn’t really into, but Asmodeus doesn’t care, he’s like “do your own thing and just don’t do anything that would hurt The Family”. But even so, Magnus choosing a partner is a big deal.

Magnus has been in an off-and-on relationship with Camille for several years, so everyone knows he’s going to choose her, and his father supports it and it should be all good, right? Nobody knows that Camille is abusive and Magnus has tried to get away from her multiple times, but always winds up getting back together with her for various reasons. So the ritual is coming up and he doesn’t know what to do, but there isn’t really much he can do, because he can’t just not do the ritual.

The thing is, the ritual works whether the participant wants it to or not. So everyone’s standing there and waiting and they do the spell, and Magnus is looking around and the whole world is just gray, gray, gray, and a black void where Camille is standing and then this person made up of brilliant colors at the back of the room, and Magnus is drawn to him automatically.

Then the spell is over and everyone is standing there with their jaws ajar because Magnus Bane, son of a Prince of Hell, just picked the bartender

Because Alec was there as an undercover police officer, checking out what the ritual was like and gathering information on various Underworld parties, and he got in by pretending to be part of the catering crew. It never occurred to him to worry about getting chosen, the reason they sent him to this one specifically is because everybody already knew that Magnus was going to choose Camille.

Camille is livid and Asmodeus frankly thinks it’s kind of hilarious, what the hell does he care because he probably has like two dozen children. Alec doesn’t know what the hell to make of it because obviously Magnus Bane is a very very bad man, right? And his parents are horrified and he’s going to lose his job and THIS IS TERRIBLE and also Magnus is beautiful and Alec just wants to stare at him for five hundred years. Should he play along? Maintain his cover? Tell Magnus the truth and run? WHAT SHOULD HE DO?

Write fic about it, obviously.

Riley the Worrier

A/N: I’ve had this story in my head for a long time and it finally seems to have been ready to come out. Thanks to @grapes-day for being my forever supportive friend. It deals with anxiety and a panic attack does take place, just as a heads up. I hope enjoy, please be kind.
Pairing: Riley x Lucas and a side of Cory x Topanga 
Words: 2,240 words                           

   Riley Matthews had always been a worrier. She worried about what people thought about her, she was constantly concerned about her family and her friends, she stressed over school. She worried about her assignments, if they were good enough to turn in. She fretted about herself, if she was good enough.  After years of worrying Riley got used to the feelings that would creep on her when she least expected it. She knew she worried a little more than most people, but she didn’t see too much of a problem with it. After all it was under control right?

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Hey! Can I call you mom? The situation at home is not good, mom is literally avoiding the fact that I'm bi, and every time she is mad at something she yells at me and it's horrible.... okay not why I'm here, but could you write something about sanvers in high school? Or something? That would be awesome, sorry if I bother you, you are really incredible and thank you for always taking the time to write and answer us. :)

Oh sweetheart, I am so so so sorry things are so tough for you right now. Please don’t forget that you are perfect and you never deserve to be yelled at, and of course you can call me mom. I am sending you all my love, darling: and you never have to apologize: you are never, ever a bother. You are worthy of all the best things, always!!! <3 <3 <3

She always walks Kara from class to class. Always.

Because Kara’s still getting used to the whole earth thing and it’s her job to take care of her and she has to take care of her and no one other than Vicky is trying to walk through the halls with the science nerd freak with the even freakier little sister, anyway.

But her stupid English teacher kept her whole stupid class a whole stupid three minutes late, so now she’s sprinting through the halls, weaving through overconfident jocks and small-looking freshmen and that girl with the gorgeous eyes until she skids to a stop outside of Kara’s algebra class.

Where Kara is talking to another girl, an older-looking girl – certainly not a freshmen, anyway, but she can’t be a junior because Alex has never seen her – and Alex knows this can’t be good.

No one in this school talks to Kara without wanting a laugh out of it.


“Hi Alex!” Alex furrows her brow because she’s bouncing on the balls of her feet, the way she does when she’s excited, not scared or hurt or confused. And she’s not furiously adjusting her glasses: she’s just… smiling.

“This is Maggie! She just moved here from a place called Nebraska – have you heard of – anyway – and she asked me how to get to the science office and I was showing her and she likes my glasses and she wants to be friends!”

Alex turns her attention to the girl next to Kara. Her jeans are ripped like they’ve seen a lot of wear, and her ponytail is high and her eyes are as guarded as the beaten-up leather jacket that covers her basketball jersey.

“Maggie Sawyer,” the girl sticks her hand out, the grin she’d worn while watching Kara ramble still on her mouth, but her eyes cautious now, as she regards this new arrival.

“Alex Danvers,” Alex shakes, wondering why the core of her stomach feels this hot just from touching this girl’s hand, wondering why she seems so solemn, why she was apparently being so nice – so normal – to Kara.

“Danvers – so you’re the sister! I’ve already heard a lot about you from Kara. Apparently I’m not the only one looking to spend study periods in the science office?”

Alex grins, guardedly.

“You like science?”

Maggie stiffens, and Kara’s wide eyes flit between her big sister and her new friend.

“You find that surprising?”

There’s something in the way Maggie defends herself, something in the way her hurt is masked but somehow also oozes out of her lips that makes Alex stop, and smile. That makes her desperate to reassure her.

“No, just… exciting. What’s your poison? Bio? Chem? Physics?”

Maggie’s posture relaxes somewhat, and she shifts her backpack on her right shoulder. “All of the above. You?”


“Ladies, you need to be in your classrooms now!” one of the sophomore math teachers calls, and they all jump.

“Kara, see you after!” Alex pushes her gently into her classroom.

“I’ve got my study period now. You?”



“We’ve got a free! We’re going!”

Maggie grins at Alex’s indignation. “Don’t like being yelled at much, huh?”

Alex grimaces. “Does anyone?”

There’s something behind Maggie’s nod that Alex wants to hug, which feels odd, because she’s never really wanted to hug anyone but Kara. And Vicky.

“So, Nebraska, huh?” Alex asks as she leads Maggie down the hall to the science office.

“Trying to put it behind me. Kara says she’s not from around here, but that you grew up in Midvale.”

“You two talked a lot in a few minutes, huh?”

Maggie laughs gently and steps back to hold the door for Alex as they get to the office. “Kara did most of the talking.”

Alex searches her tone, her face, for mockery, but she finds only disbelief that someone can be that nice, and something that looks a lot like affection. Like relief that the girl she asked directions from wasn’t looking to hurt her.

“She seems like a really great kid.”

Alex’s heart twists guiltily. “She is.” She shows Maggie where she can set up her books, on the table where the science teachers let the nerds work and eat and rest from the stimulation, the abuse, of outside, during their free periods.

“Alex, you brought a friend!” her freshman biology teacher calls with equal parts pride and shock from her desk in a slightly separated room, and Alex blushes furiously.

“Maggie Sawyer. Just transferred, ma’am,” Maggie says in a small but trained-with-confidence voice, and Alex wonders why she had to develop it.

And she wonders why she didn’t correct her teacher – that Maggie wasn’t her friend, just a tagalong who was nice to her sister.

Because maybe she’s right.

Maybe the girl with the guarded eyes and adorable dimples – who’s already pulling out a peanut butter sandwich and offering Alex half – is going to be her friend after all.

anonymous asked:

okay first i just found your alluras moving castle au and i LOVE it so so much. second, i always felt like they skimmed over the whole turnip head thing in the movie and it just sorta happens to be a cursed prince, but in the book, it's because the witch of the wastes is stealing men's bodies to make her perfect man, which is why she needs howl, so maybe you could incorporate that so that lance and hunk can both be princes that got stuff taken away and then cursed?

ha i’ve got Lance and Hunk as Princes that been cursed into scarecrows 

i need to read the book

Who I Think Would Make For Great Star Guardian Skins In The Future

(Warning) This is souly based off my opinions. I may not have every champion you may want to see on here, because I was putting into thought abilities, particle affects and character in general. Also, this will be long. Not in order. (NOT FEMALE EXCLUSIVE)


Not to be against anyone, I just really want to see this. Her kit and base model are perfect for this. I know she has the DJ skin which is probably why she’ll never get one. But I can dream, she’d be perfect!

2. Bard

He’s already a star sent celestial being! Come on, if Soraka is getting a skin so should he, its fitting. Plus his particle effects leave plenty of room for that. And I want stary tunnels okay.

3. Diana

Keep reading

Without You(Harry Styles Imagine Part 2)

A phone call telling him that the love of his life was in a car crash and had been taken to the hospital with serious injuries at the moment, was all it took for his entire world to come crashing down.

His heart stopped, the air sucked out of him. His green eyes watered at the thought of her going forever. He had never moved so fast in his life as he did when he picked up his car keys and went running out the door, not even bothering to lock it. Y/N meant much more to him than a house.

He drove at a great speed, and didn’t even care about the dirty looks people gave him as he broke the traffic signals, nor did he care about the many tickets he knew he would get. His mind was only focused on her. On getting to the hospital to her, He wanted to be there for her.

As soon as he reached the hospital, he quickly parked the car in a random spot before jumping out of it and running straight for the hospital door.

He stumbled to the receptionist counter before breathlessly letting out:
“Y/N Y/L/N”

The receptionist seemed to notice his state of panic and quickly typed in the computer in front of her.

“She’s in the OT, 3rd floor. You can take the lift.” she said.

He quickly ran over to the lift, stumbling over his own feet. He was the only one to enter the lift, he pressed the buttons to the 3rd floor, pressing it more times than necessary, as if it would make the lift go faster.

The few seconds in the lift were filled with him pacing around in the small box, tugging at his hair stressfully, praying that she would be alright. As soon as the elevator dinged and the doors opened, he was out at the speed of lightening. Searching for the OT, he came across a room labelled “Operation Theater”.

Through the small glass window on the door, he could make out a body surrounded by doctors huddled over. Just a few minutes later, a nurse opened the door, greeted by red eyes and a crying face.

“How is she?” he asked, almost afraid of the answer.

“The crash caused severe bleeding from her head. She’s undergoing surgery right now, the doctors are trying their best.” she replied, sending him a tiny smile before walking away.

And then he broke down. Right then and there. The thought of losing her forever hurt his chest. Guilt tugged at his heart as he blamed himself for the accident. He just had to get angry at her!

He wasn’t ready for her to leave. Not when he didn’t even get to say goodbye. With tears streaming down his face, he let himself slide down to the ground, letting his head fall in his hands and before he knew it, he passed out.

The door opening was what caused him to wake up from his sleep, and out came a doctor.

Harry quickly stood up, wincing at the pain in his back from sitting on the ground for so long.

“Are you here for Y/N?” the doctor asked politely.

“Yes, i’m her boyfriend.” he replied.

Well, if she’s still alive, he thought, the possibility of her leaving made his already red eyes water again.

“The surgery was successful. She suffered blood loss due to her head injury, which caused the most problems, but she’s alright now. Some other minor injuries shall heal in about a week. She has been admitted to a private room for 3 days, where she’ll stay until given then okay for leaving. You can go see her now.” he explained.

Harry couldn’t help it, he hugged the doctor. Happy tears in his eyes, as he whispered “Thank you” over and over again.

“Go get her” the doctor said, patting his back in an encouraging manner.

And Harry didn’t wait for anything else, before practically running to the room Y/N had been shifted to. He opened the door, before shutting it quietly.

There she was, her hair sprawled around her head with a white bandage wrapped around her forehead, making her look like an angel. Though her expression showed pure pain and misery.

There were a few cuts and bruises on her face and arms, although the rest of her body was covered with a white hospital sheet. There were several needles prickled into her tiny wrists. He winced, remembering how much needles freaked her out.

“She shall be awake in an hour.” a voice said, startling him.

Only then did he notice a female nurse standing there.

“Take care of her.” she said, giving him a genuine smile before walking out the door.

Harry went over to the bed she was lying in, grabbing her slightly cold hand in his and intertwining their fingers.

He couldn’t help but blame himself for the current situation. Right as she had walked out, he knew that he had overreacted, but he just needed some time off.

The fact that he had been angry at her for something so invaluable, which then resulted in her being in an accident, made him feel like it was his fault that she was in that position right then.

His chest tightened at the thought that his girl, was so close to dying, and he leaned forward to press a lingering kiss on her temple, a tear sliding down his cheek. He then sat down in the chair beside the bed, his hand still holding hers tightly.

As she gained consciousness, she could feel her head hurting like someone was hitting it with a hammer, and her limbs felt as if they were on fire. A warm hand grasping hers was the only thing that actually made her open her eyes, otherwise sleeping was way tempting rather than facing all the pain.

She slowly opened her eyes to find a curly mop of hair in a mess and not in its usual perfection style. Dry tears on his cheeks, mouth slightly parted as he snored lightly. His hand grasping hers as if his life depended on it. Her lips twitched up in a smile as she admired his beauty.

She slightly squeezed his hand and said:

Her voice was groggy and rough, so it came out merely as a whisper. But he heard it, and his eyes opened, glancing around the room in panic before they landed on her.

His green eyes widened as he saw her, before quickly getting up and putting one hand on her right cheek.

“Are you okay, angel?” he asked worried.

“Yeah,” she whispered.

He leaned forward to kiss her nose.

“I was so worried” he said.

“I’m sorry, Harry…” she replied.

“No no, it’s okay baby, it’s not your-” he began.

She interrupted him, saying:
“No I mean about picking up Gemma, it completely slipped out-”

This time, he cut her off by placing his lips on hers.

“I’m the one who should be saying sorry, princess. I got mad at you for such a small thing. It’s my fault that you’re in so much pain right now.” he said, eyes glistening with tears.

“Don’t cry,” Y/N said softly, her hand reaching up to wipe a stray tear from his face. “,it’s not your fault, it was an accident.”

“Still though, I shouldn’t have told you to go, I’m sorry.” he replied.

“I’m sorry too.” She replied.

He smiled before leaning forward to press a soft kiss on her lips.

“I love you baby, so much. I know that there are gonna be a lot of situations in the future when I act like an idiot. But please know that at the end of the day, I love you with all of my heart, and hurting you is something I never want to do.”

Her eyes watered at his sweet words.
“I love you too, my handsome prince. And same goes for me. I’m probably gonna do a million things that will piss you off, but isn’t that what love is? Caring and supporting each other through everything? I’m always gonna be here for you. I promise.”

And right then and there, as they both sat in a hospital room with their hands tightly intertwined together, they might have just discovered the start to the rest of their lives together.