so i might get mixed up

First-Meeting Sentence Starters
  • Several different scenarios that can be combined or modified for your pleasure:
  • "Uh, hi there."
  • "I was here first. Go to the back of the line!"
  • "Excuse me, is there any way you could let me go before you? I'm in a hurry."
  • "Service here is TERRIBLE today!"
  • "Is this seat taken?"
  • "Do you have a moment to talk?"
  • "Hi, listen, there's someone following me, and I'm paranoid so can you talk to me for a few minutes to make it look like I'm not alone?"
  • "Here, take this and run with me. I'll explain later!"
  • "Do you have some cash? This vending machine just ate the last of mine..."
  • "Hey, were you going to use this machine next? It gave me a free bag of chips, and I don't need to eat that many!"
  • "Do you work here?"
  • "Look, I'm not an employee, but the ____ are right over there."
  • "Hey, is this yours? It was by your feet."
  • "Are you from ____ or ____?"
  • "Hello, ____."
  • "I swear I've seen you on TV."
  • "Yes, I'm ____, and I can take a picture with you if you want."
  • "Oh my gosh, can I pet your dog?!"
  • "Sorry, there was a hair hanging off of your sleeve, and it was bothering me."
  • "Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to walk into you!"
  • "Wait a minute! I think they mixed up our orders."
  • "Ugh, this isn't my food. Did anyone here order a ____?"
  • "You look so cold. Do you want to borrow my jacket?"
  • "H-Hey, I'm freezing. Is there any way I can s-stand close to you and maybe get warmer?"
  • "You poor thing, you look like you're cooking! Here, take a bottle of water."
  • "It's so hot I think I might pass out. Can you help me?"
  • "Are you okay?"
  • "Oh, good, you're awake. What happened to you?"
  • "Where am I?"
  • "Get in! You're in danger!"
  • "Please, let me ride with you. There's someone after me!"
  • "Grab the spare helmet and jump on."
  • "Are you playing ____?"
  • "Hey, do you want to trade friend codes?"
  • "Hi, my date just stood me up, so now I have a free ticket."
  • "I'd love to take that free spot as long as you don't mind sitting next to me."
  • "Have you seen a lost child around here?"
  • "I found this child, and by the look on your face, I think they're yours."
  • "That coat isn't real fur, is it?"
  • "If you can't tell the difference between real animal pelt and fake, you shouldn't be harassing people on the street."
  • "Are we locked in here?"
  • "Can I use your phone?"
  • "Here, take my phone. No questions asked."
  • "What's cookin' good lookin'?"
  • "If you're trying to flirt with me, you may want to try again."

I got a little mixed up with the dates, so here’s the promised fic rec list for this week. In the interest of not overloading myself with Projects and making sure I can actually post recs more regularly, I’m gonna keep the format simple. So here are ten fics I’ve read and enjoyed recently!

Mates and Mushrooms | mikkimouse ( @mad-madam-m​ ) | 11,536 | Explicit | 2017-07-31

Derek’s not that excited about spending three days at a conference getting propositioned by every Alpha with a single pack member. Stiles has a plan to make it stop.

It might be a great plan…if only Derek weren’t head over heels in love with him.

It might be an even better plan if someone at the conference didn’t have a vested interest in Derek staying single.


Sleeping Next To You Is Like Magic | @LadyDrace | 11,886 | Teen | 2017-07-30

Stiles and Derek meet the summer before senior year. Stiles can’t sleep, Derek helps with that, and there’s a lot less cuddling and a lot more emotional crises than you’d think.

Or:

Stiles’ feelings happen so much, and learning how to deal with them takes him a little while. Good thing Derek is happy to wait.


By The Beautiful Sea | @clotpolesonly​ | 4,944 | Gen | 2017-07-13 

Stiles gets the very last scoop of salt water taffy ice cream, much to the chagrin of the gorgeous dude behind him in line. The gigantic stray dog is thrilled though, at least when Stiles gives in to the begging and lets him have half of it. The beautiful woman across the street thinks it’s all hilarious for some reason, and Scott just really needs to try this ice cream.


No Refunds or Exchanges | @badwolfbadwolf | 18,916 | Mature | 2014-12-25

Stiles is the newest deputy in the Beacon Hills Sheriff’s Department, and has maybe just been a little in love with Derek Hale since Stiles had made a fool of himself in front of him at the SD summer picnic a few years ago. Being married to him—only for the sake of not getting deported—is going to suck in new and unusual ways.


Celestial Navigation | @alocalband​ | 12,492 | Mature | 2017-07-07

A year after the death of his sister, while struggling with social anxiety and writer’s block, Derek decides to start over somewhere new.


A Crooked Way to Fly | @andavs​ | 14,982 | Gen | 2017-07-04

“We can’t just leave him here to die.”

“He’s an emissary, Scott.” Derek tried to make his tone empathetic, but Scott’s tendency to fight back on everything always grated on his nerves. “His pack is gone, he won’t survive more than a day or two either way.”

“Then we should stay with him.”

Derek sighed as he studied the man for a moment; he was too pale against the fur rim of his hood, almost grey from lying out in the snow, and his cloak was stained with dark dried blood around a protruding arrow shaft. It was unlikely he would even last the night. They would probably be able to carry on in the morning with little time lost, if any.

It wasn’t a horrible idea, Derek decided reluctantly. They hadn’t been able to set up a real camp for a few weeks in the open foothills, and they were all on edge from sleeping in exposed areas. A defensible place to sleep would be good for them, even if they were surrounded by death. They would be able to give the pack proper burials, at the very least.

“Fine. One night,” Derek relented, already moving away to check on Isaac. “He’s your responsibility.”


The Dream That You WishSylvieW ( @sylvie-w ) | 10,759 | Teen | 2017-02-17

…Guys, it’s a Cinderella AU, I don’t know what more to tell you.


I won’t sleep if you won’t sleep | dragon_temeraire ( @dragon-temeraire ) | 4,085 | Teen | 2017-01-05

After the nogitsune, Stiles is unable to sleep. To help, he has a spell cast on him that will link him with Derek.


chase away sorrow | @thealmostrhetoricalquestion | 10,056 | Gen | 2017-05-10

A faery rises up out of a crack in the sidewalk, a hollow-boned twist of silver skin and empty eyes, and Derek almost swallows his tongue in shock, coming to an abrupt halt in the middle of the street. It’s not unusual, exactly, for monsters to walk the streets with humans – Derek should know, since being a werewolf isn’t exactly considered human, and that’s exactly what Derek is – but it is unusual for them to sprout up like a weed with little regard for who sees them do it.

It’s also unusual for them to stare right at Derek, one arm stretched out in front of them impatiently, something green caged in the confines of their spindly fingers.

Derek watches the creature leave, slightly stunned, and then hesitantly reads the note.

See you soon, sourwolf.


Blackbird | skoosiepants ( @pantstomatch ) | 25,134 | Teen | 2017-06-22

Stiles groans and drops his face into his hands. “I’m seventeen, I can kind of use mountain ash and I can explode houses when I’m mad enough. How am I gonna win any kind of magic fight?”

“We’ll work on it,” Deaton says, as infuriatingly calm as ever. “The important thing to remember, Stiles, is that when everything else is chaos, you’re the port in the storm.”

Or-

Laura Hale never died, and Stiles is magic.

Age is but a Number, Love is Infinite

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,775

Warnings: age difference(nothing underage the reader is 21), language, implied sexy times

Request: Hey it’s ok if you don’t wanna do this but I was wondering if you could write a fic where Dean is his current age and the one reader just turned 20 but like her and Dean have known each other for a long time and have been together for a while and other people always say stuff about their relationship but they’re still just really happy together, maybe w/ a bit of smut?

A/N: I changed a few things like I said I would but overall I think I got what you wanted!! Shout out to @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid for being an awesome beta!! I hope you all like it and feedback is always appreciated!!! :D

Originally posted by frozen-delight

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The Signs As Gossip Girl Characters

Aries: Serena van der Woodsen

Originally posted by lonelyisle

Taurus: Chuck Bass

Originally posted by heysillyarewehavingfunyet

Gemini: Jenny Humphrey

Originally posted by only-gossip-girl

Cancer: Nate Archibald

Originally posted by fancyspice

Leo: Eric van der Woodsen

Originally posted by leavinjustintime

Virgo: Dorota

Originally posted by chuckforblair

Libra: Dan Humphrey

Originally posted by welcome-to-the-upper-east-side

Scorpio: Georgina Sparks

Originally posted by only-gossip-girl

Sagittarius: Blair Waldorf

Originally posted by gurl

Capricorn: Carter Baizen

Originally posted by the-way-im-feeling

Aquarius: Charlie Rhodes

Originally posted by only-gossip-girl

Pisces: Vanessa Abrams

Originally posted by gossipgirlfanblog

Fire Salts

I don’t always want actual flames when I’m using the element of fire in my work, and some people can’t have fire where they practice. This is part green witchery, and part kitchen witchery. The good thing about this is that it can be made so it’s 100% edible, and can be used in cooking, or spells where you might want to eat or drink the spell when you’re done.

You’ll need:

  • 2 parts sea salt
  • 1 part paprika
  • 1 part red pepper
  • 1 part garlic

I like to throw them all in a dry pan and heat them real quick while I mix them up. Just enough to get some of the energy and intent from the flame into the mix. The salt is just the base, it holds the energy from everything else in a real nice way, and makes it perfect for using as a spice. The paprika, red peppers, and garlic are all tied to the element fire. They’re all warming spices, and have the same effect as a fire. In small amounts, when controlled, this is a warming spice that adds just a bit of heat. Too much though, and it can burn. 

These can be used to represent the element of fire at your altar, circle, as an offering, ect…anything where you might want a lit candle, you could use a jar, pinch, or pile of fire salt. Anything where you want to add the properties of fire to a spell, you can add some fire salt. Want more passion? Add a pinch of fire salt. Need some creativity and inspiration? Just a dash will do. Want to curse some jerk head? Fire salts can help you out. I also like them for protection spells and warding.

Here’s some things I do when I don’t have energy or forget to eat. This is what helps me, so please keep in mind that it might not work for you.

1) Set reminders! I forget lunch the most, so I have a reminder on my phone at around noon each day telling me to eat lunch. Add as many as you need.

2) For days when you can’t get out of bed, keep some nonperishable food in your room if you can. I have a plastic container near my bed so I can easily reach it without getting up.

  • Mine has granola bars, crackers, fruit snacks, fruit cups, trail mix, jerky, and bottled water. It’s not a “normal” meal, but much better than nothing and requires almost no energy.

3) Break down tasks into very small steps. Sometimes mine are as small as “Sit up in bed, move feet onto floor, stand up, walk out of room, walk down hallway, walk to kitchen”. I give myself time in between steps to build up motivation if I need to.

  • Make a checklist if you need to visualize it!

4) Congratulate yourself after completing a difficult step. Even if it’s a simple step, or after every step. It seemed silly to congratulate myself for getting out of bed, but it really helps motivate me to continue.

  • My internal dialogue for this is something like “Okay you did it! That wasn’t too bad. Now you can do the next step too” or “If that was the hardest part, I can do this”

5) I go to @lowspoonsgourmet when I don’t know what to make and they organize recipes by how many spoons it requires!

  • @no-more-ramen is another good one and separates recipes into categories like if there’s no chopping involved or if it makes leftovers

I think that’s it? I might add to this if I think of more. I hope this was helpful!

NCT U & 127 reaction to their crush sneaking into their bed and cuddling with them

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Anon: Hello~♡ Do you think that you can do a NCT U/127 reaction to their crush sneaking in their bed and cuddling with them because she can’t sleep please?^^ I’m sorry if you’re busy, you can take your time to do it, I will wait all my life if I have to :) I just want to say that I really appreciate your blog anyway, I’m always happy to see a new notification! You seem so nice too! So, yes, just to say that I’m really glad to be one of your followers! Lots of love^^♡ Have a nice day/night! \(*^-^*)/

I hope this was okay, it was a little rushed and I haven’t checked it for grammatical errors so apologies if tenses are mixed up!😂😂

Also, I’m going to start trying (note the word trying lol) to write my reactions a little shorter. I know I overwrite and really I shouldn’t so I hope by cutting the length of my reactions I might be able to get more content out!❤️


Taeil:

Originally posted by taesyong

I feel like if you wanted to cuddle with him at night, you’d first have to go through the tricky process of waking this boy up. Obviously I’m not 100% sure, but I honestly think Taeil is a deep sleeper and can easily sleep anywhere, anytime. Waking him up would be so hard and such a long process, that in the end, you wouldn’t even end up waking him up. Even if you tried shaking him or shouting at him, literally anything, Taeil would just groan and turn away from you, still stuck in his deep sleep. Eventually you’d give up but would still be so drained that you wouldn’t think you’d be able to walk back to your room without collapsing and going to sleep on the floor. So, after some debating, you’d climb into Taeil’s bed, his back towards you. His bed would be surprisingly cold and chilly, so you’d start to gravitate towards the heat of Taeil, until you were spooning him, your chest pressed tightly to his back; and like that, you’d peacefully fall asleep. In the morning, Taeil would still be half-asleep when he noticed your presence. He’d loosen your arms and lie on his side, so that he could now be the big spoon to you. You’d also be half-asleep when he changed the position, and you’d hear him whisper in your hair, “it feels better like this doesn’t it, Y/N?”


Johnny:

Originally posted by fluffandfluff

Johnny wouldn’t even notice you sneaking into his bed, he’d be fast asleep but somehow still be able to notice your presence and wrap his arms around you affectionately. You would probably try talking to him, explaining why you were here and a thank you, just Johnny would only reply with incoherent mumbles and hums. It’d only be in the morning after waking up, that he’d realise what going on. Confused as to why there was some weight on his chest, he’d look down to find you sleeping peacefully on him, little sighs of content escaping your lips occasionally. He’d gawp down at you, immediately removing his hands and arms that tightly wrapped you. For a few minutes, he’d fidget and try to pull you off but this’d only wake you, pulling out of a state of serenity. It’d be awkward for sure, both of you blushing furiously and a lot of apologising and stuttering, until eventually Johnny would feel so awkward that when he tried to get up and out of bed, he’d accidentally end up getting tangled in the sheets and falling, face back, onto the floor. Only then would things feel less tense and you’d probably start giggling and teasing him about it, leading him to start laughing along with you.


Taeyong:

Originally posted by taeyonghi

Out of all the members, Taeyong’s probably the least likely to feel awkward or shy about letting his crush come and cuddle with him in his bed. He’d actually be the complete opposite to his usually quiet and reserved self, instead being very affectionate and warm towards you. When he saw you waddle across the room towards his bed, complaining about how you couldn’t sleep, he’d usher you over lifting the covers lazily so you could crawl in. Instantly, his arms would snake around your waist, and he’d lean down to rest his head on your chest and no not in a sexual way okay lmfao just innocently u know like above ur boobs (if u have any). Signing happily, he’d snuggle into you, his warm breathe blowing on your skin. Honestly, you weren’t expecting him to even let you in, let alone be cuddling up to you. Falling asleep like this would be easy, and throughout the night you’d end up swapping positions so Taeyong was the one sleeping on his back, and you were tucked into his side. Taeyong would probably also take the opportunity, the next morning, to confess his feelings for you. It’d be the late hours of the morning, light streaming in through the flimsy curtains, when he told you his feelings, you still being hugged tightly by him in bed.


Yuta:

Originally posted by sour-satang

Yuta would most definitely be the most smug about his, out of all the members. Your relationship would kind of be an odd one, so you’d feel a bit apprehensive about asking him if it was okay if you could share a bed for the night. What I mean by “odd” is that sometimes Yuta would always be flirting with you and showing you a lot of affection, but then there’d be times where he could be quite cold or distant towards you. This’d be a time where his very flirty and affectionate side would come out. Seeing you in your pajamas late at night, standing at the side of his bed innocently, he’d tease you a little bit at first, saying you ”can’t come in”. Eventually, he would let you though, gently pulling back his covers so you could slip in. He’d smirk as you awkwardly tried to find a comfortable position, struggling to behaviour normally under his stare. Once he’d had enough enjoyment in watching you fail miserably, he’d simply pull you into his chest, so your face was nestled comfortably in the crook of his neck. He’d rub your back reassuringly, maybe hum a little, ignoring the butterflies in his stomach and the nervousness he was feeling of having you so near.


Doyoung:

Originally posted by yonges

Although I initially thought that Doyoung wouldn’t like it and might try doing stuff to put you off of sleeping with him, I think he’d actually be very welcoming and excited that you wanted to join him. His enthusiasm would surprise you, how he literally jumped out of his bed, not embarrassed about being in only boxers and an old baggy t-shirt, and grabbed a load of extra pillows and blankets from his wardrobe, and throwing them clumsily on his bed. A smile evident and wide on his face, he’d hold your hand gently pulling you over to his bed, and letting you choose which side you wanted to sleep on. He’d climb in after you, lying on his side, hands clasped to his chest, as he smiles at you adoringly, asking you polite and genuine questions about your day and if you were feeling okay. Rather than sleeping you’d probably just chat and giggle for a few hours; over that time, the conversation would start subsiding until eventually you were tightly embraced in his arms and his fingers were playing with your hair, lulling you into a peaceful sleep, pecking your forehead affectionately.


Ten:

Originally posted by 1aeyong

I think Ten would be the most surprised about you asking to join him, which might make the moment a little awkward. As I’ve said in my post about the pros and cons of dating him, he’d be oblivious to signs and hints, no matter how blunt or obvious they may be. He’d have the massive crush on you for sure; you were all he thought about and sometimes when he went to bed, he’d think about what it’d be like to be with you or be able to call you his. But, for some reason, he would always manage to miss your subtle signs and hints that you liked him; like how you always brought him extra snacks and drinks at practice or how you’d always be up at night to text him if he couldn’t get to sleep. So when you knocked on his door in the late hours of the night, you’d definitely be a surprise. Sitting upright in his bed, his eyes starting to flutter shut again after being woken, he’d look at you for a moment, confused by your question (and his heart beating rapidly too) He’d simply nod, giving you a shy smile and awkwardly playing with his fingers. He’d attentively watch you walk around the side and climb into his bed, thanking him for letting you stay. It’d be awkward and stuff to say the least; both of you not knowing what to say or do so just sitting upright in his bed, avoid each other’s eyes. Finally, he’d just turning off the light and going to bed, which you’d agree. Unsure of your next moves but still wanting that physical affection, you’d quietly move over to Ten and lean into his side, your head resting gently on his shoulder. He’d relax knowing you weren’t just somewhere else in his bed in the dark, somewhere he wasn’t sure you were. Playing with your hair and stroking your back gently, you’d fall asleep, in Ten’s bed, like that.


Jaehyun:

Originally posted by taeyounq

Jaehyun would probably be expecting you to come in the first place. Earlier that evening, you’d be quite worked up and stressed about something going on in your life, and although Jaehyun wouldn’t stop you (because he’d love the fact you trusted him so much to rant like this), he’d know that your moment of adrenaline would end up keeping you up at night. Already having prepared extra cushions and covers, he wouldn’t go to sleep straight away, just hiding and cuddling himself under his covers. I think he would also get a little nervous waiting for you; even though you wouldn’t know that he was waiting for you, for him, it’d be like waiting for you to arrive on a first date. He’d blush and giggle to himself thinking about you, hiding his face in his covers, but then wouldn’t hear you knocking on his bedroom door or even you coming in and standing at the end of his bed. An awkward cough from you, and Jaehyun would suddenly freeze, lifting his head to see you waiting patiently and smiling at him. His cheeks would flush and he’d clumsily sit up, opening up his bed covers to let you slip in with him. You wouldn’t have to say anything, which you were thankful for, but couldn’t help but notice the faint colour on his cheeks. It wouldn’t help that you instinctively moved towards his chest, buried your face in his shirt and wrapped your arms loosely around him - he’d only blush harder and end up nestling his face in your hair to try to cool down and sort himself out.


WinWin:

Originally posted by nctinfo

Sicheng would totally be so cute and adorable if you ever asked him if it was okay to share a bed for the night. I actually don’t think he’d be that shy or embarrassed about letting you in. To reach this point in your relationship/sorta-friendship-but-kinda-relationship, it’d take months and a lot of getting used to. You’d both have to know each other really well and be comfortable around each other for something like this to happen; so Sicheng wouldn’t feel shy because although you’d be his crush, you’d also be his best friend and someone he didn’t need to be awkward around. He’d find you absolutely adorable though, standing in the corner of his room in your pyjamas and dishevelled hair. Nodding excitedly, he’d usher you over and lie down beside you quietly. You wouldn’t go to sleep straight away. Since you’d be so close to him, you’d know a side to him that most people wouldn’t know. He could be excitable, talkative and full of energy and sarcasm, and this’d be a time where that side would come out. Eventually, it’d be WinWin who falls asleep first, feeling a little drained from his little burst of energy, and you’d giggle and watch him adoringly as he starts to drift off asleep. He’d be the type to hold onto something during his sleep, usually a pillow or smaller blanket; but this time it’d be you. He’d tightly wrap his arms around your smaller frame, humming into your hair and mumbling sounds of relief. It’d be a very good night sleep for you, having him hold you like that so openly.


Mark:

Originally posted by neotechs

Mark would definitely be the most awkward out of all the members, his crush on you completely taking over all his basic human instincts and mechanisms. He’d freeze up as soon as he heard your knock and voice behind his door. He’d just be so consumed by his crush on you, immediately starting to worry about how messy his room was or if he looked okay or if had food in his teeth or something. Clumsily, he’d get up and out of his bed, opening the door shyly and smiling at you. Honestly, you’d be quite taken aback with how good he looked; your breathe would hitch looking up at this bare-faced guy looking back down at you with as much adoration in his eyes as you did. Actually you’d both be so incredibly awkward - not just Mark. Standing stiffly there, neither of you would say anything until eventually Mark would ask you if you wanted to come and share his bed for the night (knowing fully well why you were here) You’d both get into his bed and under the covers, leaving a considerable large gap between you. Neither of you would say or do anything, until Mark started to hear your light snoring and gentle breathing. He’d relax a little, lying down onto his side so that he could look at your sleeping face. For a moment he’d just stare at you, not in a creepy way, just admiring you. He’d reach to move a strand of hair out your face, and the sudden skin contact would cause you to subconsciously reach towards him and cuddle into his chest. He’d be startled and surprised, but would hug you back equally as tight.


Haechan:

Originally posted by dovounq

Donghyuck would probably end up teasing you and joking with you a lot in order to hide up his shyness and embarrassment. Like Mark, he’d worry about how messy he room was or what he looks like, but you’d still find him so attractive and handsome at this time of night. Because neither of you were that tired, you’d just sit on his bed, talking about your day, asking him about his schedule, debating what to do the next day together. Somehow, the conversation would lead to having a pillow fight, both of you trying to keep the noise down but still laughing and screeching. Eventually, both of you would calm down, exhausted and panting from your play fight. In fact, Haechan would probably accidentally collapse on you, quickly pushing himself off though out of embarrassment and uttering a “sorry”. Quite quickly, both your breathing’s would start to slow down and eyes begin to shut, until eventually you were both lulled into a deep sleep. Throughout the night, both of you would manage to move closer to one another until your arms were wrapped tightly around each other. In the morning, Donghyuck would probably be apologising a lot for squeezing you so tightly during the night, and be very fluffy and cute around you.

Business and Pleasure - Part 12

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: 1,359

Warnings: Swearing 


Originally posted by buckysclique


Neither of you had slept that night. You were wrapped in each other’s embrace until the moment Bucky had to leave. You had insisted on going to the airport with him, despite his protests that it wasn’t necessary. You wanted to, though. You couldn’t let him leave on his own.

There was a time when you prayed that he would be sent away on business, but things had changed so much in so little time. You wanted to show him that you were serious, to reassure him that your relationship would survive even despite the distance.

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Illusion Part One (Lance Tucker x Reader)

Prompts/ Summaries: You are a 20 year old gymnast, who is training for her next, and probably last Olympic Game. Although you have won gold every year since you were 16, you mother and her husband Mark were never proud of you. She wanted you to be a rich lawyer like Mark, or a socialite like she was. Your mother insists you come to her annual charity event with a boyfriend, which you don’t have, but despite being a complete dick 100% of the time, Lance volunteers to pretend to be your boyfriend for your parents. What will happen? (I mean come on now y’all, we ALL know what happens in every situation like this, but like we still read them?)

Warnings: There are none yet, but eventually there will be smut? So warning is, LANCE TUCKER JUST BEING A SEX GOD 100% OF THE TIME BECAUSE BITCH THAT’S A WARNING ON ITS OWN <3

(NOTE: I LOVE LANCE TUCKER SO MUCH AND I FEEL LIKE HE IS A DICK TO COVER UP FOR SHIT HE DEALS ON HIS OWN, NOT THAT I CONDONE BEING AN ASSHOLE ALL THE TIME, BUT LIKE I’M AN ASSHOLE ALL THE SO SO I RELATE BECAUSE I FIND US BOTH EXTREMELY SIMILAR WITH VERY FEW DIFFERENCES? I’M A SUCKER FOR THE ASSHOLES AND I ALWAYS FIND A REASON TO DEFEND THEM.??)

I WROTE THIS FOR YA GIRL, ME, BECAUSE I’M COMPLETE LANCE TUCKER TRASH LIKE FUCK ME UP BITCH, GIVE ME THAT GOLD. OK I’M DONE

ALSO I DIDN’T PROOF READ THIS BECAUSE I WAS EXCITED FOR IT TO BE POSTED SO I’LL PROBABLY MAKE EDITS LATER.

LAST THING

SO I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT GYMNASTICS SO I USED GIFS FROM TUMBLR, I FORGOT TO CITE THEM SO IF YOU WANT TO SEE THE SOURCES YALL CAN JUST TYPE IN “GYMNASTICS GIFS” ON TUMBLR



Part One

“Keep it tight or you’ll never hit the landing on dismount. You never get it right, and honestly how you took the gold last year is beyond me.” Lance walked up to you and looked dawn at you.

You stood with your hands on your hips, taking a deep breath. “Seriously Y/N, am I going to have to tie your legs together or something?”

“No.”

“Do it right next time or I swear I’ll do it.” Lance walked back from the mat and headed towards the cooler to grab a water. You rolled your eyes and walked back to the bar. You looked over at Lance, who wasn’t even paying attention before looking back to the bar and jumped. You gained your momentum and began doing the routine.

Once it came time to dismount you prepared yourself and let go, flipping and hitting the mat with the heels of your feet, almost maintaining your balance but ultimately losing and falling onto your back. You put your hands over your eyes and forehead sighing loudly while Lance started yelling again, his voice growing louder as he neared you. You shut him out and just focused on your breathing, trying to calm yourself of all the stress that had clouded your head lately. Your parents were on your ass about moving on and doing something else with your life, since they never really were supportive of your gymnastics.

“Y/N! Are you even listening to me?”

“It’s hard not to when you’re fucking screaming.”

“Watch it.” Lance squatted down next to you. “That attitude shit isn’t going to get you anywhere with me.”

You sat up and looked at your coach.

“What the hell is going on? You were perfect, haven’t missed anything for what, 4 years now? You’re probably on your last campaign this year, you are almost 21, you’re already pushing it. So don’t you want to go out with gold this year and stick it to the nation?”

“Yeah of course I do,” You put your head in your hands in defeat.

“Well, no offense, you’re not really showing it.” Lance moved from his squat and sat next to you on the mat. “Listen, what’s going on? Seriously. I’ve been your coach for 2 campaigns now and you’ve never been this distracted.”

“It’s just family stuff. I don’t want to talk about it.” You stood up and ran your hand across your forehead, covering it in a light layer of chalk. “I’m gonna get some water and go again.” You went to walk away when Lance grabbed your wrist.

“Sit down, you’re done for today.”

“I can go again it’s fine.”

“Y/N. You’re going to injure yourself if you keep practicing distracted.”

“I’m fine.”

“Clearly you aren’t.” Lance stood up and stepped closer to you. You looked up at his tall frame, slightly scared at the sudden aggression. “You’re not the coach, and you’re not the expert. If you wanted to coach yourself, I’ll leave. No problem.”

“You’re such an asshole. You know that right?”

“Yet here you are, still standing here. Still paying me to coach you.”

You rolled your eyes and began walking way.

“Be here tomorrow. 8am.”

“Yeah I know.”

You went into the locker room and changed into jeans and a t shirt. You let your hair down and ran some water on your face. You put your back on your shoulder and walked out into the main gym area. Lance had retired into his office in the back corner of the room. You walked over and knocked on the open door. Lance was behind his desk on his phone. When your presence was known, Lance ushered you in.

“I just wanted to say sorry for today, and that I’ll see ya tomorrow.”

“Close the door Y/N.”

You walked completely in and closed the door before turning back to Lance’s desk. He signaled for you to sit in the chair in front of the desk and you did, crossing your legs underneath you. Lance walked out in front of the desk and sat on the top of it.

“Honestly, what the hell is going on.” He sat and crossed his arms, still chewing on his gum.

You took a deep breath and leaned on the arm of the chair with your arm. “You know my parents right? All of them, my mom and Mark and my dad and Dana?”

“Yeah. I met them last year.”

“Well my mother has become such an uptight bitch since my dad left her and she met Mark. So in recent years, she’s wanted me to quit gymnastics. She has been harassing me about getting a man and settling down and, to quote her, “Stop wasting my time with gymnastics.” To her, being an Olympic gold medalist, is nothing. My real father and Dana are great but, my mother is just so fucking spiteful.”

“But your piece of shit mother isn’t your fault, so why are you taking the blame?”

“I don’t know. My mom is having this uppity society event next week, which I’m supposed to attend, and I don’t even want to think about showing up alone to be ridiculed by my mother all fucking night.” You laughed at how pathetic you sounded explaining the situation. “Which now sounds really fucking pathetic when I’m saying it out loud. Like I live on my own I shouldn’t care what my mom thinks.”

“Well I’d hate it if my parents didn’t accept my passion, but unfortunately I was forced into it and grew to enjoy it. But having a need to impress your parents is something that everyone has, and if you don’t wanna impress your parents then you’re trying to impress someone else. It’s human nature.”

You were shocked Lance was being nice and sympathetic about everything, you didn’t think he was capable of experiencing those emotions.

“Fuck your mom and that fucking asshole Mark. Fuck them both. You’re a fucking Olympic gold medalist and if that isn’t fucking impressive, then nothing will impress them. I relish in the fact that I won gold and silver.” You rolled your eyes. He ALWAYS relished in that. “I worked fucking hard for it, and you have worked hard for it. So fuck them, I don’t know what else to tell you.”

“Thanks… Lance, you’re being oddly nice.”

“I can’t be an asshole all the time, sometimes I change it up.”

You laughed and covered your mouth. “That’s bullshit. You’re always an asshole, there is no ‘mixing it up’ with you. But hell, if this whole coaching thing ends up not working out, you’d be a great comedian. Or prostitute, I mean might as well get paid for everything you fuck.”

“Your real fucking funny aren’t you?”

“I’m just calling it how it is.” You and Lance always bickered back in forth. You guys got along for the most part. “Ok I’m going to leave, but honestly thanks for telling me how it is, I always count on that.”

You stood from your chair and headed towards the door.

“Oh and Y/N.” You turned and looked at Lance who still was half sitting on his desk, arms still crossed. “If you ever feel lonely, and need some comfort. You have my number.” Lance smirked and winked at you causing you to fake gag and turn out of the room.

“In your fucking dreams, Tucker.” You closed the door and headed out of the gym. You tossed your bag in the back seat and got in your car. Lance’s office faced the parking lot and he was standing in the window looking at you. He brought his hand up to be a phone and mouthed “Give me a call” and smirked again before walking away. You started your car and pulled out of the parking lot into the Los Angeles sunset. Your roommate was out of town for the week so you had the apartment to yourself. You decided since you had a dreadful day, you were going to treat yourself to some junk food since you had been eating only 600 calories for the last 3 weeks. You didn’t want to get sick by introducing a bunch of unhealthy foods back into your life, so you just stopped and got some Chinese before heading back to your house. You took a quick shower, and changed into comfortable clothing before heading to your couch and turning on Netflix. You have been binge watching Gossip Girl whenever you found the time, which was never. After 2 or 3 episodes, you had finished your Chinese and already passed out on the couch, ready for training tomorrow, hoping it’d be a better day.

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You pulled your hair back away from your face as you walked into the gym, your bag over your shoulder again. You opened the doors and felt the cool air conditioning it your face. It was a muggy day today. There were a few others in the gym today already working since it was almost noon. You waved hello and headed towards the locker room. Walking past Lance’s office, you saw him standing looking out to everyone in the main area on the phone. You waved as you passed and he nodded his head deep in conversation. You changed into your leotard and shorts and wrapped your wrist. You made sure your hair was tight and walked into the open room and towards the white board in the corner. It had a list of everyone who was training today and what they were supposed to be working on specifically. You were the only veteran gymnast training now, everyone else was working on being new Olympians. There were 3 other girls working on bars and beams today, and 2 guys working with one of the other coaches. The space next to your name was blank, so you just figured you could do whatever. Seeing that you worked on your bars routine for 4 hours yesterday, you wanted to take a break and go to the side room to work on your floor routine. The 3 Olympic standard floor mats were empty, as there was only a hand full of people in the gym today.

You walked to the surround sound speaker and plugged in your phone, going to your Spotify and playing the playlist called, “The Most Beautiful Songs in The World”. This playlist always calmed you and seemed to play into your soul. A song called “What’s Good” by Fenne Lily started playing and you went to the middle of the mat to stretch. Starting with your arms, you swung them around and made sure each joint was ready to support your body weight. After you were comfortable with your arms, shoulders, and neck, you moved onto your legs. First stretch out your feet and calves, you knew your main focal point would be your hamstrings. You had pulled you hamstring your first campaign and it always got sore faster than your other muscles did, but you were cleared to perform after 6 months of physical therapy. You did your 3 splits and lung style stretches to warm up your thighs, hamstring, and your inner thigh. After finishing with a handstand, you were ready to practice. You walked to your phone and put on your routine instrumental.

You went to the corner and took a deep breath, closing your eyes before reopening them and looking at the other corner, imagining yourself sticking the landing and nailing your routine. You took a few steps back and began running. You let your body do what it already knew how to and trusted yourself as you jumped and let your feet leave the mat, only to be replaced by your hands as you propelled yourself off the ground and flipped.

You landed on your feet, for only a moment before pushing yourself up higher for another. You had reached the opposite corner of the mat once your feet hit the ground. You stuck the landing throwing your arms up in a pose, before taking a step back to complete your second run. You did your jump again and took off again, propelling yourself to do a pike.

Once you landed your hands shot back up in a pose, before doing your final run. You ran and did a flip before landing and doing a jumping split.

You did your final few poses and your routine was over. You put your arms down and began focusing on slowing your breathing a bit. You heard clapping from behind and you turned to the door to see Lance standing there smiling.

“That was really fucking good.” He walked towards the mat and you went to turn off your playlist, grabbing your bottle of water and meeting him on the side of the mat.

“Thanks, it’s a new routine so it needs a lot of work still.”

“No. It’s honestly pretty great. Congratulations, I think it’s worth a gold medal kid.”

You beamed at him and sat down, stretching your legs a bit more.

“Do you feel better than yesterday?”

“Yeah I slept pretty good. So, I think that helped.”

“Good. I’m happy, I can’t have my best gymnast injuring herself over her bs family.”

“Yeah, I agree.”

“It just let’s her win.” Lance sat down next to you. “If you wanna annoy her, don’t let what she says get to you. Make it so you could give less than 2 shits what she says. I also have another idea too.”

“And what is that Mister Helpful?”

“Well you said your mom has a charity thing next week right?”

“Yeah?”

“Well what if, I came with you, and pretended that I was your boyfriend so your mom won’t give you shit?”

You choked on the water that you had been drinking. “What?”

“It’ll solely be so you can stop worrying about your mother’s approval, and can focus on trials in 2 weeks.”

“You’re joking right?”

“No. What I’m not good enough to be your fake boyfriend?”

“No, I’d just never fucking date you.”

“You’re acting as if I’m gonna actually try to date you. I don’t do the dating thing.”

“I couldn’t tell.”

Lance stood up, getting annoyed now. “Ok fine, fuck you then. I don’t need to do this. I want you to stop acting like a little bitch, but whatever, be fucking miserable for all I care.” Lance pulled out his phone and started walking away.

“Lance, wait.”

He turned around and smirked. “Yeah?”

“Will you still do it?”

“Maybe, if you get on your knees,” He leaned his head down and looked at you through the tops of his eyes. “and beg.”

“You’re fucking disgusting.”

“Hey, I’m fucking with you. Yes, I’ll still do it, if you’ll cut the shit.”

You smiled and jumped up, hugging him. He was so tall your feet came off the ground. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged back. Once you were back on the ground, you looked up at him.

“I’m going to call her and let her know I’ll be bringing my “boyfriend” with to the party.”

“Alright, I’m sure this is going to be,” Lance took a second and rolled his eyes with his hands on his hips. “fun?” His toned laced with sarcasm. You responded with an eye roll as well.

“It was your idea.”

“Don’t remind me. When you’re done run the routine again. I’m going to check on the others.” Lance turned around, popping his gum and walking back into the main room.

@lancefuckrr ( hi you said to tag you, I hope you like it and send me your thoughts. It means so much to me)

“…I think I made a mistake.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Oh my God, you had Tony eating out of the palm of your hand. Why are you not fucking him right now?”

Steve cringed. “…Because I made a mistake.”

Bucky turned to scowl at him. “How in the fuck did you mess up right before sealing the deal?”

“I, uh, well.” Steve blushed bright red. “We were… making out. And talking. …Dirtily.”

Bucky sat up straight. “Steve, you’ve never talked dirty in your life unless it was swearing like a sailor.”

“I know,” Steve hissed, glaring at him. “Which is how I made the mistake! Don’t tell Natasha because she’ll murder me!”

“Fine.” Bucky was going to tell Natasha all about this. “And what mistake was that?”

“I! Um!” Steve turned away abruptly, rubbing his arm. “…Tony said. Um. That he’d been naughty. And needed to be punished.”

“Oh nooo,” Bucky whispered, hands going to his cheeks.

“And I kind of panicked, you know, because Tony, uh. He’s kind of. Self-destructive sometimes.”

Bucky continued to stare at him in awe, and wondered if this was what watching a train wreck was like.

“So I said–” Steve stopped, then swallowed thickly. “I said, ‘it’s okay, I forgive you. We all make mistakes.’”

This was a train wreck caused by smashing into a wall of baby bunnies holy shit.

“So, uh. Well, it took Tony a minute to realize what I’d said. And then he did. And. Um.” Steve stared out the window. “He walked into the bathroom and he’s been in there for fifteen minutes.”

“Steve, you fucking idiot,” Bucky whispered.

Steve groaned and collapsed onto the floor. “I know, okay?!”

The door to their apartment burst open, and there was Natasha. “Why did I get an SOS text from Tony?!”

Steve gaped at her, terrified.

“…Steve made a mistake,” Bucky answered quickly, perfectly willing to throw his best friend under the bus. “He’s in the bathroom.”

“If he’s bleeding,” Natasha hissed, letting the threat hang there as she stalked to the bathroom.

Steve stared at the ceiling, resigned. His mom had always worried that he wouldn’t make it to thirty-five. He should have known she’d been just as worried about him saying the wrong thing as she was him coughing his lungs out.

He cringed as he heard Natasha burst out laughing, but it was quickly muffled, and then there were hurried whispers. A few minutes later, she exited the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind her. She was grinning.

“Do you always grin before you murder people?” Steve asked sadly.

“Bucky, come fuck me at my place,” she ordered cheerfully. “Steve, see to Tony.”

“What,” Steve said, but she’d already grabbed Bucky’s ear and was dragging him out–not that he looked too put-out about it. He watched the door close behind them, then awkwardly got to his feet and approached the bathroom. “Um. Tony? Can I come in?”

The door opened just a crack, and he slipped inside.

His stomach fell to the floor when he saw tears running down Tony’s cheeks. “Oh my God.”

Tony peeked up at him, then threw his head back and slid down the toilet so his back was on the lid instead of his butt. His entire body was shaking, and he covered his mouth. “St-!”

“I’m sorry,” Steve said hurriedly. “I didn’t mean to–Are you fucking laughing?!” he shouted when he realized that the other man was grinning.

Tony waved his free hand frantically, little wheezing noises escaping from between his fingers.

“I can’t believe this! I thought–I thought I’d ruined everything, and you just came in here to laugh?!” Steve exclaimed, but it was hard to stay angry when Tony finally let out a bark of laughter as he slid off the toilet and onto the floor. “Yeah, laugh it up, you dick!”

Tony wrapped his arms around his stomach, once again laughing so hard that he was making no sounds except for tiny wheezes.

Steve couldn’t help the smile that came to his lips. “I thought Natasha was going to murder me, Tony!”

“HAAAHAHA!” Tony rocked onto his other side, kicking his feet wildly.

“Tony!” Steve grabbed his shoulders so he wouldn’t knock himself out on the tub. “It’s not that funny!”

“You were so earnest,” Tony sobbed out, grinning. “Oh my God!”

Steve rolled his eyes, smiling fondly, and bent down to kiss his laughing mouth. “Well, how was I supposed to know what was going on?”

“I expected you to say I needed a spanking or something,” Tony admitted, lifting a hand to wipe his eyes. “Oh God! Do I have abs? I feel like I should have abs from how hard and long I laughed.”

Steve grinned, which then faded into an awkward smile. “Um. I’m hard and long.”

“STEVE!” Tony screeched, bursting into laughter again, but took some of the sting out of it by pressing giggly, open-mouthed kisses to his jaw and neck. “That was awful!”

“Yeah,” Steve admitted, but couldn’t bring himself to be actually embarrassed. “Why did you send Natasha an SOS text if you were just in here laughing?”

“I wasn’t trying to, I was trying to type out what had happened, but I was laughing so hard the words got mixed up and she thought something was wrong.”

Steve paused. “…What do I have to do to keep you from telling everyone?”

“Everyone already knows!” Tony laughed. “Natasha sent a group text about it!”

“Aw, fuck!” Steve swore, because God damn it now Clint and Sam were going to be insufferable.

Tony drew him down for another kiss, laughing quietly into his mouth. “’ll make it worth your while?” he offered, smiling up at him.

“…I mean, I might as well get sex if my friends are going to torment me,” Steve decided, and rolled his eyes when Tony burst out laughing and sputtering ‘no okay I’ll calm down in a minute I swear!’

anonymous asked:

hi! can you write about tom x reader , so the reader is like really awkward and shy or introvert with other people but she's very confident arround Harrison (as friends), and Tom gets jealous??Love your blog, btw <3 (also sorry for my english,it's not my language (: )

So I’ve decided to connect this request with another cuz I thought I might be able to make it fit. Both of them will be fulfilled probably a little mixed up in this imagine. Hope you still both like it.

The request from the other lovely anon is:                                                        “love your imagines!! could you please do one where you and tom have been dating for awhile and he introduces you to his hometown friends who are like ‘youre a movie star, you could be dating victorias secret models, but you chose her?’ and he tells them off then later you tell him that made you feel really insecure but he reassures you that he loves you”

Tom x Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Word count: 1109

A/N Hope you two like it, it was hard cuz I’m still having some kind of writers block.


Originally posted by tomshollandss

“What if they don’t like me?” “Of course they will! How could they not! You are gorgeous baby!” Assuringly he took your hands in his before pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead. Holding onto your hand he entered the bar you were meeting his hometown friends in. As you approached them you instantly noticed multiple pairs of eyes landing on you, looking you up and down.

Anxiously you gave Tom’s hand a light squeeze. Swiftly he pulled you close to him, putting and arm around your waist and standing next to you. “Hey guys.” Shortly he introduced you to the boys as well as introducing them to you. “This is my girlfriend as you might have already noticed.” They gave you weird looks. “Tom, I am panicking.” You whispered as it got harder for you to breathe and your heart was pounding out of your chest. Quickly Tom pulled aside, a little away from them.  

Softly he wraps his arms around you, pressing you against his body to signal your mind he’s there for you. It was your routine every time you’d get a panic attack. It rarely happens anymore. The routine also included you focusing on his heartbeat as he pressed your head softly against his chest. Tom started playing with your hair while whispering in your ear. It was always better for you to stop the panic attack at the beginning, before it really started out, which was what you two were doing right now.

“Focus on me. On my breathing and heartbeat. I am here, darling, don’t worry. I won’t go anywhere.” Slowly but surely you got lost in his heartbeat and your breathing slowed down. The feeling of panic was slowly fading away as he kept playing with your hair and caressing your back. “You good, baby?” You lifted your head up, looking at him.

“Yes. I think so.” “Relax okay? I am here and I won’t leave your side.” “I am sorry I couldn’t help it. “No need for an apology.” Gently he attached his lips to yours while caressing your cheek with his thumb. As you two got back to them you could hear them talk about you. “I don’t get him. I mean yeah she is beautiful but he is a movie star. Tom could literally get like real models. Like actual famous models.” Tom looked at you but you already started making your way outside.

“I am done with this.” You mumbled to yourself. As you walked out the door of the building you suddenly bumped into someone, almost falling to the ground. “I am so sorry.” He apologized. “Wait you are Y/N! Nice to finally meet you. Where is Tom?” “Inside.” You push yourself past him. “Hey wait! What happened?” The man who turned out to be Harrison Osterfield, Tom’s best friend, walked over to you again.

“Your friends are assholes, that is what happened. I shouldn’t be with Tom. He deserves better.” Sighing you bury your face in your hands. “What did they say?” “Nothing that isn’t true.” “I don’t know you yet but I mean, he chose you didn’t he? I guess that must mean something.” “I don’t know.” A tear rolled down your cheek as self-doubt flooded your mind. “No no, don’t cry. You want a hug?” Harrsion spread out his arms. Sobbing you take the offer and let him wrap his arms around you.

“Come on. It’s hard to face haters but if you do they will feel bad. Let’s go back inside.” Again you enter the bar. While approaching Tom and his friends you stop, listening to what Tom is saying.

“That is my girlfriend we are talking about. I am the one to choose my girlfriend. Not you. And I don’t care if you guys approve of it. I love her. And she is perfect the way she is. Love is not about the looks of someone nor about fame, it is about the feeling you have and the feeling she gives you when being together with her. And it is about character. I don’t want a stupid model. She is the only one I want by my side so leave her the fuck alone.” “Hey.” Quietly you cut in and flash him an adoring smile. This was the first time he actually said that he loved you.

“I love you too.” Shocked his eyes widened. You stepped forward and pressed your lips on his. His arms found their place on your waist and your found theirs on the back of his neck and in his hair.

“Thank you.” You went over to Harrison and hugged him shortly and kind of awkwardly. But your hug got interrupted by a hand pulling you away. “Um, I don’t think so.” Tom got a hold of you and his hand squeezed yours firmly. Harrison let out a short laugh.


Harrison and you talked a lot this evening. Some conversations were joined by Tom, but you avoided the others. “Can I talk to you for a second?” Tom suddenly interrupted you, pulling you off the barstool. “Never seen you that outgoing with someone. Oh wait I have. But that was with me.” Cocking an eyebrow at you Tom stood in front of you. “What are you trying to implify?” Scoffing you crossed your arms in front of your chest.

“Come on.” He grabbed your hand and dragged you into the hallway that leads to the restrooms, seeking some kind of privacy. “You are jealous.” You stated. “He actually comforted me when I thought you deserved someone better than me. I thought getting to know him would be a good idea. Especially since Harrison is your best friend.”

“Yeah but you’re never that outgoing and okay with talking to people-” “Don’t use that against me!” You slightly yelled. Fortunately no one was there to witness your small fight. “I am not!” “Yes you are!” “If you would just let me-” “Why would I?” “’Cause I let you finish too.”

“So then go ahead.” You quietly talk as you move closer to him. You were almost leaning against the wall while he stood in front of you. “Okay, well, yes. It was jealousy. But-” Crashing your lips onto his you pulled him into you. You weren’t really angry at him. Staying angry at him has always been hard. “There is no need to be jealous.” Sometimes when it gets sexual between you two Tom would get a little dominant. And you didn’t seem to mind. “You’re mine.” He whispered into your ear, making you shudder as he runs his hands up your sides and under your shirt. “I’m yours.”

playing with fire (5) | taehyung

Originally posted by sugapium

genre: fluff, fuckboy taehyung, smut

pairing: taehyung x reader 

summary: you knew what you were in for, but it was too late to get out. besides, it’s not like you wanted to anyways. 

last chapter: part four 



   Lately, you were starting to like Taehyung’s company. He was more chill around you, and not as annoying as he used to be. But also his annoying and childish side was adorable to watch. You couldn’t believe it yourself. Not too long ago, you despised this boy for being able to breathe. Now the two of you were becoming somewhat, friends


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I want a scenario where Adrien finds out his scarf was actually from Marinette and not his dad, and for it not to go very well at first.

Because while I’m sure Adrien would understand it was a mix up and still, his friend went out of her way to make him a gift, I can’t imagine him really looking at the scarf for a while and being happy about it, not while knowing his dad didn’t actually get him anything at all. Adrien would have very mixed feelings about it IMO, and I wouldn’t really blame him either.

So, angst time. Adrien wants to confront his dad about it but he’s overseeing a fashion show and he couldn’t ask Nathalie because she went with him, so that leaves Marinette. He pulls her aside after school, and there’s so much anger and resentment for his dad building up, and he really doesn’t want to take it all out on Marinette, but Adrien’s afraid that if he opens his mouth he might say something he’ll come to regret, so instead he pulls his scarf out from his bag and smooths out a corner of it, displaying Marinette’s tiny signature for her to see. 

He can see the panic flash in her eyes while she stares at the scarf, but it doesn’t seem like she can find words, so he asks a question, “Why didn’t you you say something?”

Meanwhile, Marinette really IS panicking. True to what she told Alya all those months ago, Marinette tries to explain that she didn’t want him to be disappointed that the scarf wasn’t actually from his dad, just her, but even as she explains this she can see it’s not making Adrien feel better and honestly, it’s no wonder. 

(“I wish you said something earlier,” Adrien finally says, and he’s rubbing his neck and chuckling and trying to keep the situation light. “I feel like a bit of an idiot.)

Because Marinette let the secret go on for too long, and surely finding out a cherished present wasn’t actually from his dad after all this time believing that it was… it must have hurt. It must have hurt ten times worse than if Marinette would have just told him the truth, though surely that would make her look like an opportunist more than anything. She didn’t want to come off as selfishly wanting his attention. Marinette was stuck, honestly. She didn’t know if there was a right way to have gone about that situation. So she says the only thing she can.

“I’m sorry.”

And offers the only thing she can think of.

“I-I can take the scarf back, if you want.”

Now Adrien feels bad, because he really wants to keep it. He wants to look at the scarf and think, ‘my friend made this for me, she took time and care to knit this with me in mind.’ But instead, all he can see is Gabriel Agreste’s stern face, and all he can think when he sees the baby blue fabric is that his own dad didn’t even bother buying one of those lame pens for his birthday this time. 

Tentatively, he hands the scarf back to her.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a reaction of the rfa+v and saeran to mc being in a musical and having to see them kiss other people during the performance?

A/N: SORRY BABE I’M A HUGE HSM FAN OKAY BYE (also les pretend that there is a kiss in hsm okay) ~ 626

*YOOSUNG
- Omg why you gotta hurt the poor boy like this???
- He knew you were cast as the main lead in your school’s play “High School Musical”
- bUT HE DIDN’T KNOW YOU TWO WERE GONNA KISS
- His heart is breaking!!! He knows you love him but watching u two touch lips (even if it’s literally for a second omg yoosung bby) makes him so jealous
- Did u want someone who was taller??
- He’s about to cry MC UR SO CRUEL
- But then when you all start singing “We’re All in This Together” anD YOU GRAB HIS HAND AND BRING UP ON STAGE???
- It’s totally cool, the other cast members are doing this too, this is totally allowed during plays, don’t question 626’s logic
- He’s singing along and he sounds so bad but he doesn’t care!!! You look so happy!!!
- At the end of the song, you kiss him quickly <3
- He’s stuttering and blushing omg, why dID HE EVER DOUBT HIS LOVE FOR U, YOU’RE PERFECT
- Honestly, this boy can be as dramatic as Zen, smh
 
*ZEN
- When he learned you got a role in the school’s play, he was so happy!!!
- But he wasn’t the main lead??? HE WAS CAST AS AN EXTRA (dramatic ass hoe is working on a diff play but he still wanna be the lead anyway)
- Sorry zen, ur a pretty boy but ur no Troy Bolton
- But u keep him in the loop by practicing lines with him!!!
- Honestly he goes a lil crazy when he learns ur gonna kiss another person
- “mC ALL MEN ARE ANIMALS IF U KISS HIM HE’LL STALK U UNTIL U TWO DO THE DIDDLY DO”
- But he calms down
- Or so u think
- When it’s time to sing the last duet with McHottie Troy bolton, zen pops up??
- “wE’RE BREAKING FREE”
- He just pushed mchottie right off the stage while he sung that line omg
- Don’t mess with Zen or he’ll push u off stage while singing HSM songs, howverythreatening
 
*JAEHEE
She’s president of the drama club, even if she doesn’t act in the plays, she’s the one who gets everything done and makes sure the club has enough money to run productions
- She knew from the very beginning u were gonna kiss Zen
-She’s not really hung up on it though, she knows you’re just acting, she ain’t worried
-Plus you two weren’t technically in a relationship? U acted like it but u two decided that with all the stuff you had going on, u didn’t have time for a relationship
- But she didn’t expect it to hurt so much when she actually saw you sing a duet with someone else???
-You two haven’t even kissed yet but it still feels like her heart is ripping apart
- And then Jaehee made her final decision
- Y’all wont believe what this lil lady is about to do
- sHE COMES IN SINGING DURING “STATUS QUO”
- no one really notices her at first bc she knows the dance moves very well so she blends in but then u come on stage
- JAEHEE JUST GRABS U AND KISSES YOU PASSIONATELY
- AND THEN SHE JUST WALKS OFF WHILE GLARING AT ZEN
- Why is everyone as dramatic as Zen today
- Safe to say y’all are together after that

 
*JUMIN
- You didn’t even tell him about the kiss
- you didn’t leave it out on purpose, but it’s just, everyone knows about high school musical so u assume he knew???
- He didn’t know
- he didn’t know at all
- he was definitely not prepared to watch you kiss Zen during rehearsal
- his heart literally breaks in half, he has no idea what to do
- but he knows if he lashes out it’ll just make you angry
- So he sits quietly when it’s time for the actual performance no he’s not crying, he just has allergies to zen, that’s all it is, no uR CRYING
- Except here’s the thing, Jumin was actually able to memorize all the lines in the play bc he watched your every rehearsal <3
- And boy oh boy, Jumin decides instead of sitting quietly he’s gonna do something
- No one kisses his MC in front a of a crowd of people other than him
- hE AMBUSHES ZEN BACKSTAGE
- he literally threw Elizabeth the Third at Zen’s head and then shoved zen into a closet and locked it from the outside
- Daddy can be sneaky ;;;))) (I’M SORRY)

- Everyone is so surprised to see him come out on stage???
- But y’all have to roll with it for the performance
- aND JFC JUMIN CAN ACTUALLY SING REALLY WELL???
- WHAT CAN’T THIS BOY DO
- And with the last line of “Start of Smething New” he plants a quick kiss on ur lips
- he doesn’t care if it’s not part of the script, the world needs to know that you are his
 
*SAEYOUNG
- Honestly??? You’d think Saeyoung might get jealous, with a whole spiel of “u can do better,,,, he’d make u happier than I ever could,,,” but he’s secretly begging u stay inside his head
- But nah not this time!!!
- This boy LOVES high school musical
- Like hello??? Melodramatic teens with singing mixed in??? that’s his favorite genre ever
- He goes to every single one of your rehearsals!!!! He loves you so much!!!
- But ofc, he has a little trick up his sleeve too
- When it’s time for the actress playing Sharpay to make her entrance, it’s Saeyoung in a blonde wig instead???
- With the help of Saeran, they tricked the poor actress into missing the play, don’t ask me how they just did
- anD YOU ARE LOVING IT, HIS VOICE IS BEAUTIFUL
- and hot damn, this boy can d a n c e
- ur a little turned on
- No one can bop to the top better than Saeyoung
- After the performance, you run up and kiss him!!! You both did so well!!
- Next time, you want him to play the leading role opposite of u cause he’s so great <3 sorry other dude bye
- Saeyoung totally doesn’t make eye contact with the guy who’s playing Troy Bolton while you two are kissing
- And he definitely doesn’t maintain eye contact the entire time either

 
*SAERAN
- You made sure to tell Saeran about the kiss before you even auditioned
- You didn’t want to surprise him like ya hoe ass did with jumin because u knew he’d pretty much murder whoever was going to be opposite of u
- He was weirdly okay with it??? Like he kinda brushed u off like “yeah yeah I know Saeyoung’s made me watch HSM a million times”
- And you’re so excited the day of auditions bc you’re pretty sure you’re gonna get the role! And Saeran is in the audience watching u <3
- Little did you know that Saeran is actually there to audition as well
- See, he may have seemed cool about it, but on the inside he was pretty much killing every guy in the world so there’d be no one to play the role of Troy Bolton
- bUT INSTEAD HE HAD A BETTER IDEA
- first he pretty much threatened zen into not auditioning, and then threatened zen into teaching him to get the role
- and b r u h, boy oh boy did saeran blow everyone away
- his singing wasn’t the best but his dancing and acting skills??? Off the charts amazing
- hE ACTUALLY LANDS THE ROLE??? WHAT IS THIS
- But you’re so happy!!!
- You don’t have to kiss another guy, you get to kiss Saeran! <3
- On the day of the performance, when it’s time for the kiss, he kisses you, picks u up, and carries u off stage while pretty much making out with u
- Nah this totally isn’t him making sure everyone knows that you are only his, nope, he is not that jealous, nu uh
 
*V
- He’s actually in the play too!!! This hoe ass is Ryan nO ONE CAN CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE
- And he’s super excited to be part of the play with you, even if your role isn’t opposite of his!!!
- He has tons of fun with you, all the singing and dancing, all the dumb mistakes everyone makes
- He’s so happy
- And he definitely doesn’t feel an ache in his heart every time you have to kiss “Troy Bolton”
- He knows you don’t have any feelings for the guy, and he knows you’re totally in love with him bc of the dreamy look you have on your face when you stare at him (626: mY BOYFRIEND DOES THIS LMAO IT’S SO CUTE)
- But when you and that guy pull away from that kiss, the guy shoots a smirk at V as if saying “She’s mine now”
- And jfc V is a gentle guy but there is no way in hell he’s going to let another guy think he has you
- And he knew exactly how to knock the guy down a few pegs <3
- He lets the entire performance go by smoothly, he didn’t want to ruin your time in the spotlight, he loves you too much to do that
- B u t
- When it’s time for you and troy Bolton to do some mouth smacking
- v wALKS ON TO STAGE CALMLY, PUSHES THE GUY OFF STAGE, AND KISSES YOU
- then he takes a microphone and says “Ryan and Gabriel end up together, the end”
- AND HE TAKES YOUR HAND AND YOU TWO RUN OFF STAGE
- And ur laughing so hard bc you didn’t know V would ever do something as crazy as that???
- It was also kinda cute even if it did ruin the performance
- But ??? Everyone actually loved V’s version of HSM so much, it became the script for the rest of the performances

anonymous asked:

Hi, Saori! I see you blog a lot about Sterek and I was wondering if you read fanfiction too? If yes, can you rec me some fics to read? If not, can you recommend a blog that you think recs good fics? I find your taste in Larry fics similar to mine and I was hoping you can do the same with Sterek as well. Thank you!

Oh boy, honestly I have no idea what to say, I’m just glad that not everybody’s fed up with my Sterek spams (probably a lot of people are but oh well) :D

First things first, you should check out @theofficialstereklibrary @wheredidhiseyebrowsgo @underappreciatedsterek @acountrygirlsfun @christinesficrecs @eternalsterekrecs and if you like Larry too then @nottooldforthisship recces  awesome stuff all the time, (her sterek fic rec tag is a blessing) (my fic rec page is kind of a mess, but you can find some there too)

As of my recs, I usually don’t do it cuz I’m always anxious I’ll rec something the other doesn’t like, but since you asked so nicely here are some of my faves:

The Undisclosed (109k) - For once the pack doesn’t panic when a new hunter arrives. The gleefully sadistic man has labelled himself a collector of all things rare in the supernatural world and wants one of the rarest creatures; a werefox. Content that the pack is safe, the wolves focus on why their human member is acting so strange, ignoring the fact that Stiles only started once learning who the man wanted…

I’ve read this like, how many times? Way too many to be healthy? Seems accurate. And I’m totally not re-reading it again, nope.

Baking My Way Into Your Heart (179k) - Derek is an uptight college student, all work and no play. His carefully scheduled life is thrown kilter when his regular barista is replaced with someone new.

This fic changed my life tbh.

As Luck Would Have It (I’m already smitten) (188k, WIP) - When Stiles meets his Dom for the first time, it’s nothing like the cutesy, lovey-dovey Subflicks he used to drag Scott to when they were thirteen. There’s no burst of sunshine when they collide, no sudden swell of violins when their eyes meet; only a really big dent in the front of his Jeep and a seriously pissed off Alpha glaring at him from the sidewalk.

When I see the e-mail I shut down and don’t even look up until I finished reading the update. It’s by far the most exciting fic I’ve read, and I read A LOT.

Do Not Go Gentle (108k, WIP) - Derek Hale, Beacon Hills Alpha, is thrown into a dark cell which already contains another captive.   Someone quite young.   Someone who’s clearly been badly treated.  Someone who cannot speak and who has a cruel collar around his neck.Derek is both a Dom and an Alpha.  What do you think he’ll do?

Same with this. Mondays can’t come fast enough. Dark, but worth it for me.

Home (160k, WIP) - January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death.The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

You can’t even imagine what this fic does to me. It’s everything.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

mixed race katie holt, you say??? i'm here. hit me with these hcs. pls.

I’VE HAD THIS IN MY INBOX FOR A LONG TIME AND THE LAST POST REMINDED ME OF THIS ASK I’M SORRY FOR THE DELAY I LOVE YOU

  • Pidge’s mom was actually born in Mexico and was one of the highest regarded pilots in the country. She’s a white-passing latinx, and the lightest one in her family whom she loves with all her heart. When offered an instructor position in the Garrison, she accepted in a heartbeat, and met her future husband Sam. 
  • Matt and Pidge don’t look alike. They get questioned all the time if they have different dads or if one of them is adopted, and sometimes they’ll really roll with it. 
  • Pidge has super thick, curly hair thanks to her abuela on her mom’s side. Also has the really dark leg hair and armpit hair and the thick eyebrows, and doesn’t always feel like shaving because it just grows back in a day or two anyway.
  • Pidge is fluent in Spanish. She learned on her own when she was twelve because her mom only really speaks it in the house. Matt on the other hand is a master of Spanglish. 
  • Their family visits Mexico every summer to meet up with their family. Everyone’s excited to see them, and Pidge is really happy to spend time with her family, but her cousins especially.
  • Every time someone tries to guess her ethnicity or she gets asked “what are you?”/”where are you really from” she loses two years of her life.
  • Basically most conversations Pidge has had with a white person can be summed up like this:
    • Pidge: I’m mixed.
      White: Haha, so like a mutt right?:)
      Pidge: [eye twitch]
    • White: Oh man, mixed babies are the cutest. I think I might marry an ethnic man just for how beautiful are mixed babies will be.
      Pidge: [stares into the camera like she’s in the office]
    • White: You can’t be part Mexican! Your name is Katie Holt! That’s not a Mexican sounding name.
      Pidge: WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING!?
  • The Latinx solidarity between Lance and Pidge on the Castle!!!
    • They gossip and talk to each other in Spanish like all the time. It’s nice because they have someone to converse with and keep their Spanish fresh. 
    • Pidge: [talking about her visits to Mexico] 
      Lance: [thinking about his visits to Cuba in contrast and laughs] Mexicanxs malcriadas.
      Pidge: [grinning] Callaté la boca, feo.
    • Lance teasing Pidge and calling her a gringa ‘cause she was born in the U.S. AND SHE GETS SO RILED UP UNTIL HE’S FORCED TO TAKE IT BACK LMAO
  • MIXED RACE KATIE HOLT (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
elle’s ‘I-have-read-it-more-than-once-and-will-do-so-again’ Kingsman multi-ship rec list

Exactly what the title says

End on an Exhale by @insanereddragon - M, Merhartwin

Harry sits down beside him, heedless of the dew or the grass, and picks up the crumpled pack. Eggsy finally looks over at him as he lights up and pulls in his first lungful.

“This ain’t a mission.”

Harry glances at him from the side. “Not mine, but I don’t think you’re done with yours yet. So we’ll stay here until you are.”

OR

A series of moments in Harry, Eggsy, and Merlin’s relationship in which they are smoking.

So in real life I am very meeeh about smoking. But I won’t pretend I don’t find it hot. I am sure I am not the only one.

fuck me a rainbow by @tastymoves - E, Hartwin

“I want to try them.” He grins his cheekiest grin. “Repeatedly.”

“You make a compelling case, Eggsy. However, I do have to finish up here first so you might need to be a little more patient.”

Another groan from Eggsy. “That’s what I get for fucking the boss.”

“Getting fucked by the boss is more like it, isn’t it?” Harry responds as he turns his attention back to his laptop like it’s not half-buried in color changing condoms.

The perfect mix of funny and hot, do yourself a favor and go read this. Seriously, it’s intimate smut at his best.

Every Step You Take by LapisLazuli - E, Hartwin, Merlahad, Merhartwin

The day that Harry’s aesthetic appreciation of Eggsy became active want was a result of nothing remarkable. He had gone to speak with Merlin, who was monitoring a training session for the Lancelot candidates, and happened to glance down at the monitor just as Eggsy finished annihilating a series of long-distance targets on the range. He stood up, pushing his goggles back on his forehead, and positively beamed, his joy in the achievement as bright as the sun, and Harry actually felt his breath stutter in his lungs. Something about the combination of deadliness and innocence that Eggsy embodied so effortlessly simply reached right down into Harry’s chest and squeezed, and he could do nothing to prevent the sharp wave of lust that crashed over him.

That one is VERY hot okay. Just. Unf. Unf unf unf

My Love’s a Revolver by @fangirlasplosian - E, Merlahad

After certain kinds of missions, Harry Hart has two sure-fire ways to deal with pent-up adrenaline: Get pissed, or get laid. Unfortunately, the one time he takes someone home he’s interested in seeing again, he turns out to be a new coworker. A coworker with rules about about sleeping with colleagues.

Being a gentleman, Harry will respect Merlin’s boundaries. But the more they work together and get to know each other, the harder Harry finds it to keep propriety in check.

Red is the one who recced it to me a few months ago but by the gods am I glad she did. It is everything one might wish of a Merlahad story

Care and Custody by  esama  - T, Hartwin

Eggsy takes out the medal in slightly worse circumstances, asking for a miracle.

It is just such a good fix-it and an interesting AU of what could have happened if some things had been slightly different.

The Courting of Eggsy Unwin by @zombiisheep - E, Harry/Eggsy/Mark Darcy

How were there TWO Harry Harts? Eggsy couldn’t even handle one!

But then how was Harry standing in front of this cafe when he was supposed to be all the way in Brussels on an ambassador mission with Arthur?

Eggsy soon discovers that there is still a lot to learn about Harry Hart, starting with the fact that he has a twin brother, a one Mr. Mark Darcy. And Mark may share Harry’s face, but that’s where the similarities end. Where Harry is slick and charismatic, Mark is awkward and endearing. But for all of the charm Mark lacks, Eggsy can’t help but find himself falling for the bumbling barrister.

But when Harry returns and discovers that not only has his young protege has fallen for someone other than him (he may have been giving Eggsy the impression that he wasn’t interested, whoops), but it’s his estranged goody two shoes brother. The war for Eggsy’s heart begins, but none of them can plan for how it turns out.

(It ends with all three together, that’s where)

If twincest isn’t your thing, don’t read this. But if you don’t mind, zomg, go read this.

the canvas can do miracles by @sententiousandbellicose - T, Hartwin

After Kentucky, Harry will never be a knight again, but that doesn’t mean he’s lost everything. He still has the sea. He still has Eggsy. He just needs Eggsy to remind him of that. (In which Harry runs away and Eggsy waits for him to come back home.)

This story is just omg SO GOOD. It’s Harry-centric and everything I didn’t know I wanted to read about until Reg put it in words.

The Whole Truth by @oggalahad - G, Hartwinrox

Truth serum has never been perfected to actually get to the truth, and Eggsy is an expert at rambling about nothing.

A funny and sweet truth serum fic. What’s not to like?

Rainy Nights by LittleMissHara - T, Harroxy

Sometimes he just wondered a little too much, & she’d just tell him to stop, & that was perfectly okay.

Short but oh so very beautifully written

Written In the Stars by @potentiality-26 E, Hartwin

Harry blinked and said, “Eggsy,” with warmth but undeniable surprise.

Though he had anticipated exactly this reception, Eggsy barely managed to keep his face from falling. Harry never seemed anything but pleased by Eggsy’s visits, but the fact that he plainly expected to see less of Eggsy hurt. Eggsy suspected that Harry disapproved but was too kind to say so, and Harry would never have let good manners stop him from telling Eggsy where he was going wrong before; it was just one more sign that the ties that had bound them together for so long were unraveling

Eggsy becomes a knight. It doesn’t simplify his relationship with his master as much as he hoped it might.

It’s a Hartwin Star Wars AU where Eggsy was Harry’s padawan and they have a bond even after Eggsy becomes a Knight. OF COURSE I LOVE THAT BLOODY FIC AND I READ IT AGAIN AND AGAIN OKAY! (heck i dream of it having a sequel one day T^T) Also damn, it’s written by potentiality-26. I’ve never not like one of their fic.

Little Princess by @persephoneggsy - G, Hartwin

Harry Hart, a.k.a. Arthur, finds himself competing with a seven-year-old for Eggsy’s (a.k.a. Guinevere’s) affections. And then he receives help from the last place he expected.

That fic is just bloody adorable okay? Read this. You won’t regret it.

Out of Left Field by VillaKulla - M, Hartwin, Roxlin

“Now there was just one more thing,” Merlin said, addressing the sweaty, bedraggled, footballers clustered around him. “There’s been a change of ref.”

Eggsy and the rest of the UK Kingsmen looked at their coach expectantly and he raised his eyebrows.

“Harry Hart.”

Look, I don’t care about sport. And yet I devoured that story because it’s so much more than this and the sport in it just make it all more rich.

Not Good, Doesn’t Mean Bad by @anarchycox - M, Harroxy

Harry and Roxy have broken up, but now a mission has them playing a happy couple. It is very easy to pretend to be in love, when you never stopped.

While I completely adore the Knitter Eggsy Verse and everyone should go read it NOW, I decided to rec this Harroxy fic instead because DAMN we need more Harroxy and this one is just so good! Harry is an idiot, but he’s lucky Roxy is more than ready to think for him.

       BOOK STARTERS VOL.28     ( FAHRENHEIT 451 )    ( RAY BRADBURY )  

  1. ❛ Why is it that I feel I’ve known you so many years? ❜
  2. ❛ Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as if you’d drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. ❜
  3. ❛ It doesn’t matter what you do, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that’s like you after you take your hands away. ❜
  4. ❛ We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real? ❜
  5. ❛ There must be something, something we can’t imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing. ❜
  6. ❛ If you hide your ignorance, no one will hit you and you’ll never learn. ❜
  7. ❛ If you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore. ❜
  8. ❛ You can’t make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. ❜
  9. ❛ It was a pleasure to burn. ❜
  10. ❛ I’m antisocial, they say. I don’t mix. It’s so strange. I’m very social indeed. It all depends on what you mean by social, doesn’t it? ❜
  11. ❛ Being with people is nice. But I don’t think it’s social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk, do you? ❜
  12. ❛ Do you notice how people hurt each other nowadays? ❜
  13. ❛ Who knows who might be the target of the well-read man? ❜
  14. ❛ I don’t talk things. I talk the meaning of things. ❜
  15. ❛ I’ll hold on to the world tight some day. I’ve got one finger on it now; that’s a beginning. ❜
  16. ❛ I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough it’ll make sense. ❜
  17. ❛ That’s the good part of dying; when you’ve nothing to lose, you run any risk you want. ❜
  18. ❛ Someday we’ll build the biggest goddamn steamshovel in history and dig the biggest grave of all time and shove war in it and cover it up. ❜
  19. ❛ You’re not like the others. I’ve seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. ❜
  20. ❛ You’re afraid of making mistakes. Don’t be. Mistakes can be profited by. ❜
  21. ❛ When they give you lined paper, write the other way. ❜
  22. ❛ The sun burnt every day. It burnt time. ❜
  23. ❛ We have everything we need to be happy but we aren’t happy. Something is missing. ❜
  24. ❛ I feel I’m doing what I should’ve done a lifetime ago. ❜
  25. ❛ I’m not afraid. Maybe it’s because I’m doing the right thing at last. Maybe it’s because I’ve done a rash thing and don’t want to look the coward to you. ❜
  26. ❛ Good God, who were those men? I never saw them before in my life! ❜
  27. ❛ How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you? ❜
  28. ❛ It must be right. It seems so right. ❜
  29. ❛ To everything there is a season. Yes. A time to break down, and a time to build up. A time to keep silence and a time to speak. ❜
  30. ❛ It’s my game. And no one can help me. Not even you. ❜
WEAK WHEN UR AROUND

A/N: so as i’m starting off this “new blog”, might as well bring my first imagine back from my old account :)

if you’re from my old account heyy thanks for the follow babe ! 

if you’re new then let me introduce myself; hi, I’m malika, i like to cry and write about fictional characters that i have absolutely no chance with.

i was also known as (in my old account) @lovelysirius but i deleted my blog because i had a linked account on there and it was annoying that everytime i tried to comment/post i would always get mixed up. so now this is my only tumblr that i will frequently post :)

i hope you like this imagine :)))

  • PAIRING: Young!Sirius Black x Reader
  • SUMMARY: In which Sirius realizes he feels weak when he’s around her, but not knowing what to do about it.
  • WORDS: 957

No one in a million years would believe that Sirius Black would go to the library. They would just laugh right at that person’s face. Then once they have calmed down they would utter, the library and Sirius Black, are not a good combination.

Little did those people know that the only reason Sirius went to Hogwarts’ library is to watch a certain girl he’s been completely infatuated with for a few weeks, yet he has known her almost half of his school life.

Y/N. God, even her name gave him butterflies. That’s basically how whipped the black-haired fellow is.

He was currently watching her, well “studying” according to him. The way she bit her lip when she was concentrated, the way she absentmindedly raises her brow whenever she was thinking, the way she fluttered her mascara-coated lashes so she can stop the sleep from taking over her body. The way how she was not like any other girl Sirius has ever come across.

Sometimes he would see her in the common room, talking to a friend. The way she would attentively listen to what they had to say, the way she would engage in the conversation while sharing her opinions—rather than just nod along like most girls do.

He has known this girl before, talked to her even. But when he did talk to her his palms became all sweaty, stomach churning, breath staggering.

While he just smiled, licking his lips and biting them, chuckling nervously. 

However she just politely smiled, biting her lip. A habit she had when she was nervous. Perhaps she felt the same?

One day when he just couldn’t take it anymore, he decided to let all his feelings out to his best friend, James.

“Prongs, you don’t understand. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, not without thinking of her!” His voice was rising higher and higher with each word. But the question is, how could he not understand? Since he’s been in love with Lily for the longest time, this was basically how he was feeling in his state of ‘depression’ for years.

Sick of hearing Sirius’ puppy-love for the girl he could just glance at and have her in his arms; while James has been chasing after the same girl for years and still has yet to get, James decided to pop the question Sirius was thinking about since he first felt this sensation, “Then why don’t you tell her you love her!?“

The silence was the only sound in the room. The type silence you could hear a pin drop with. After the both of them have recoiled from their previous ruckus, Sirius decided to clear the air.

With vulnerability, Sirius softly shook his head, “I-I can’t. She doesn’t fall for the bad boys. A-And she’s hard to get, I’ve heard.”

James waved his hand, smirking. “Bullshit. You’re Sirius Black! You could get a girl just by laying a finger on her and she’s already on top of you!”

Realization dawned on Sirius, his mouth gaping open. He is, in fact, Sirius Black, why has one girl taken away his one power?

“Y-You’re right! This is why I can count on you Prongs! I love you, man!” He was practically tumbling out of the room mid-sentence. Prongs chuckling as the raven-haired man left their shared room.

Now he was trying to find the girl, who which she calls herself Y/N. When he fled down the stairs that led to the Gryffindor common room, he saw her. Sitting on the couch, books sprawled out the coffee table in front of her.

Sirius couldn’t look back now, growing a pair, he waltzed over to the flawless girl. She saw someone walking towards her from the corner of her eye, looking up she realized it was just Sirius. “H-Hey Sirius?” She greeted, quite questionable since he barely talked to her.

“Hey, um…so what are you doing there?” Nervously running his hands through his jeans, to prevent his hands from sweating. Then sat next to his crush.

The girl was absolutely confused. When you barely talk to a girl, what’s the point of asking her what you’re doing?

“Er-Just studying.” She offered him a tight smile. “Okay, cut the crap Sirius what are you really here for?” The girl voiced her own thoughts.

He tried to laugh it off, giving it away. To which Y/N just looked at him oddly, he finally decided to come clean. “Y/N you don’t understand, I’m totally weak when you’re around. I get all nervous and fumbly around you, I’ve never been like this around any girl. To me girls were like socks, they get changed every day and/or week. But you, oh you…oh God. Y-You’re different than any girl I have ever met…” He put a hand on her cheek, shocking her slightly to which she widened her Y/E/C eyes.

“So will you please, for the love of Godric, go out with me?” He dramatically asked grabbing her hand, without thinking, and pulled it to his chest. She looked in his eyes, he had the most sensitive, loving, look in his stormy gray eyes.

Being a bit daring, she leaned in capturing his lips onto hers. Molding together, fitting perfectly, she couldn’t help but melt into him. This was a moment of bliss for the both of them. He was so in love with this girl.

He knew it was cheesy, but he actually felt sparks and fireworks erupt within him.

He was first to break the kiss, taking a long intake of breath the air was offering him. He broke the tension, “Is that a yes?”

The Y/H/C girl looked at him, grinning from ear to ear. “Just shut up and kiss me.” She chuckled, while he kissed her. They both smiled into the kiss.

Left Behind But Not Forgotten

Originally posted by alittlebiteverything

  • Title: Left Behind But Not Forgotten
  • Fandom: Disney Descendants 2
  • Pairing: Gil x Reader
  • Warnings: Sad!Gil ??? nothing else really it’s just sadness and depressing fluff
  • Description: When Gil, Harry, Uma, and Dizzy are brought to Auradon, Gil suddenly isn’t his happy-go-lucky self. The Core Four and their AK friends think setting him up with a princess will help, but his best friends think they might know what’s wrong. (Might make this one more than one part idk we’ll see. Let me know what you guys think.)
  • A/N: I SWEAR TO GOD IF I GET ONE MORE HARRY HOOK THING MIXED IN WITH A SEARCH FOR MY UNDER-APPRECIATED BEAN OF A HUSBAND- I’m sorry, I get that Harry’s this cute and edgy bad boy and I get that he’s super popular, but it gets super annoying when you look up one character and 80% of the results are of a completely different character!! Also, why is Gil so under-appreciated? He is so pure and so cute and such an innocent soul and just such a beautiful human being like ??? Dylan Playfair too like ??? give him some love would you? (If you couldn’t tell already, this whole story is just one giant Gil Appreciation Post)

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