so lets hope it's a good one for her

anonymous asked:

Just read through your masterlist and goodness gracious! the feels!! Awesome writing 👏🏻 Sooo how about an imagine, where RFA+V & Saeran come across MC somewhere without recognizing her? And maybe developing a lil crush on her? (Let's assume her avatar is a pony lol and she's can go out of the flat to live her life) Hope it's possible to do. Thank you so so much :)

This was so cute! We changed it up a little for Saeran, just because of the whole Mint Eye thing, but hope you like them!

General Scenario: The RFA party is planned much later than one week after MC joins. MC knows who the RFA are because of their profile pics, etc. But overthinks security reasons so doesn’t say anything.


  • You got a side job in a grocery store since you were tired of being cooped up in the apartment
  • Also, you thought you could use the extra bucks since RFA wasn’t paying
  • Only you didn’t realize it was the store near Zen’s house
  • He’s buying a pack of cigs and you’re his cashier
  • “Aww, you wouldn’t want to smoke too much and ruin that voice of yours,” you say casually
  • He chuckles at the comment thinking you’re just a concerned fan and goes on his way
  • But for some reason your words stick with him…no, maybe it was your voice? Your face?
  • He bumps into you several times at the store
  • He even finds himself trying to get you as a cashier
  • You notice too…but you’re kind of enjoying it
  • A  few weeks later, he buys a candy bar just because he was having a rough day
  • And he realized it was an excuse because he just wanted to see you
  • He kind of accidentally admits in the process that you’re one of the only people who can make him shy
  • Lowkey realizes his crush on you then
  • Then the party rolls around
  • He sees you he thinks you’re one of the guests until you reveal yourself
  • He gets a little more bold in his advances after that


  • You’re in the coffee club with him
  • You’re partnered up one week and you him to taste your coffee before the professor found the final batch
  • He really likes it but more than that you got really up in his face when you gave the mug to him
  • His heart does a little thing
  • He denies that he likes you at first when some of his friends ask why he keeps requesting to be partnered with you for group activities
  • He does come to terms with it after awhile
  • The admission makes him both bold and flustered
  • He tries to be more forward with you but he keeps messing up
  • He even texts you in the chatroom (but he doesn’t realize it’s you) and asks for advice
  • You’re blushing but you try your best to give him “advice” to woo you
  • You have to keep yourself from laughing because he always subtly messes it up oh no this is only making you like him more
  • Then all of a sudden, he stops coming to the club
  • Worried, you ask him subtly what happened with his crush
  • He says that he gave up because he didn’t think she was interested because he kept goofing up
  • You feel so horrible
  • When it gets to the party and he finally realizes who you are, saying that you like him is the first thing that flies out of your mouth


  • She had been stressed with all the new projects at work
  • So she visits a coffee shop in town
  • You happen to be the new barista there at the same time she visits daily
  • It’s not a very busy time, so you two always end up talking a little
  • After some time, she just kind of blurts out her struggles and insecurities
  • You set some time aside from your shift to listen and give your advice
  • You already know her job situation, but you try to give some vague advice about her passions and following her dreams
  • In that moment, she knows she really admires you
  • She finds she’s stopping by more frequently and staying longer
  • One day, the cafe is about to close early but there’s no customers but her
  • You invite her behind the counter and ask if she wants to learn some things
  • She realizes she’s never had this much fun in her life…nor met someone like you
  • She starts crying right then and there, both from being touched and realizing her own unhappiness in her situation
  • You almost revealed yourself in this moment, because you just felt so bad and knew everything going on behind the scenes and wanted to give her a hug
  • Still you manage to comfort her without saying too much
  • When the party comes, she sees you there and she’s in shock
  • Uncharacteristically, she nearly tackles you in a hug
  • She didn’t expect that the two most supportive people in her life were the same person


  • Work had been stressful again, so what does he do? 
  • He goes to the newest pet store in town to hand pick some new toys for Elizabeth the 3rd
  • It also happens to be the pet store you work at
  • When you saw him enter the store, there was no mistaking it was none other than Han Jumin
  • So, you ask politely if he needs help
  • Jumin is kind of stunned at first when he sees you…and he doesn’t know why
  • He ignores the feeling and continues shopping with some of your suggestions
  • You’re actually pick out the best things for Elizabeth…also, he enjoys even the small talk
  • After a few more weeks, he finds that this attraction doesn’t go away
  • He keeps on visiting, trying to figure out his own feelings
  • His time is limited because how many cat toys can he buy
  • Meanwhile, you’re dying to let him know who you are, especially when things with his father get a bit rough in the background
  • You drop subtle hints of who you might be
  • It works, and he puts the pieces together
  • He stops by one day, not to buy anything, but to ask if you two can talk when your shift is over
  • You think it’s just casual, but next thing you know he’s confessing his feelings and asking if he can personally escort you to the next RFA party
  • Of course, you say some confessions of your own and agree


  • He’s on another undercover mission which requires him to “work” at a restaurant as a server
  • You work there too, as it happens
  • You were so excited to see him there, so you just go up to him and start chatting him up
  • As it so happened, the background check he did on you was weeks ago…and with everything that happened at work, he sort of had forgotten what you looked like and where you worked
  • So, he just thinks you’re just a random co-worker who happens to be extra bold
  • But he finds you get his jokes, and even will play along when he does some stupid prank on the other serves
  • He realizes he’s forgetting this is a mission and he’s actually enjoying working with you
  • He catches himself glancing at you too often, staring too long, and wanting to be with you when work is over
  • When he realizes he might actually like you, he panics and finishes up his work as quickly as possible tsundere mode activated
  • One day, you’re told he quit, but you still talked to him in the chatroom so it was okay
  • But you couldn’t help but notice he was more mellow and seemed to beat himself up a lot
  • Turns out he was guilty, because being so open with you on the last mission could’ve put you in danger
  • The party drew closer and the security system gets hacked, etc.
  • When he runs over to protect you, he finally realizes who you are when he sees your face
  • This only makes the next few days at the apartment even worse
  • But of course, everything works out in the end, and you two even joke about it
  • “I can never forget a face like yours!”
  • “As I remember, Saeyoung, you did…”
  • “….It was one time.”


  • Just because he’s plotting the demise of the RFA doesn’t mean he doesn’t stop for some froyo
  • It was also your favorite ice cream place, so you visited often when things got stressful in the RFA
  • He recognized you immediately, but you still had never met him
  • He was really curious about how you acted on normal days, since he only ever knew by how much Seven seemed to hack more or less
  • He stayed in the back and watched as you did whatever you were doing
  • As time passed, he found your presence calming
  • He didn’t seem frazzled or worried or angry
  • Your presence became an addiction
  • He stopped by day and after day, getting a little disgruntled if you didn’t show
  • There were some points he even felt guilty for using someone like you for his plan
  • Then one day, he finds you plop yourself right in front of him
  • You had noticed he also seemed to visit every day, so you thought you two could get acquainted
  • For the first time in his life, he was stumbling over his words and what was this heat in his face?
  • He thought it was a one time thing, but you started doing it every day
  • You were actually talking to him, and he was finding out parts of you he couldn’t just see from a distance
  • He both loved it and hated it
  • The part of you he found so peacable was now tearing at his conscience, making him more aware of his deeds and his own brokenness
  • Finally, he just felt too guilty to face you again
  • So, he satisfied himself to just watching you from a distance once more from the CCTV


  • You were the secretary for one of his new clients
  • He arrives at the place for a photoshoot one day, but your boss is running late
  • He dismisses it politely and just waits
  • He seems familiar to you, but you’re unsure of he’s the same V from the RFA so you say nothing
  • He takes the time to talk to you a little
  • He’s surprised at some of the statements you make which are sometimes very deep or introspective
  • He’s actually glad when the client asks for a long term contract
  • He arrives to work earlier, and he even brings you a coffee
  • Whenever he talks to you, he can’t stop smiling for the next few hours
  • He knows exactly what’s happening when his heart flutters after you call his name one morning
  • He’s very hesitant in proceeding, because he’s still recovering from the last relationship
  • But then he recognizes your voice at the party, and you explain who you are
  • He smiles and believes it’s a sign from God or something
  • So he asks you on a date after the party 

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I’ll Find You

Request: Hello! I can say without a doubt that I love your writings!❤ I also was wondering if you could do a newt x reader where she goes missing and when it gets too long everybody loses their hope except for Newt. Later on he finds her being tortured, saves her and it’s a grand and really fluffy reunion?:) Sorry, I just crave for angst and fluff😂 

Warning: Allusion to torture

Word Count: 3,095

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by Anonymous

Requests are currently open! Feel free to send one in

Pickett crawls from the pocket of Newt’s discarded vest, top leaves drooping from exhaustion. Stumbling forward, the tiny creature pulls itself up by the bed’s legs and hops onto the mattress. Gripping the headboard’s bars, Pickett inches past the pillows and avoids Newt’s hand when it jerks forward.

Once he’s in range, the bowtruckle reaches forward and tickles Newt’s nose. He jumps back, slipping off the mattress and swinging wildly when Newt smacks at his face.

Pickett’s still swaying off the bed when Newt jolts up, rubbing his forehead with one hand and reaching for you with the other. “I had the worst nightmare, love. Love?”

His terror peaks for the third night in a row this month when his hand only hits empty sheets and a cold half of the bed. He opens his mouth to shout for you before he remembers: you’re gone.

He takes in two shaky breaths before he hears Pickett’s squeals. “Pickett, what are you doing up here? You should be asleep.” He lifts the bowtruckle from the front of the mattress and slips out of bed, carrying him to a tree. “Yes, I know you don’t want to be here, but this is where you’re staying. Do you want to stay in that tree? I didn’t think so.”

He peels Pickett from his hand and places him on the tree before turning back into the bedroom and closing the door.

Careful to step over the clothes, crumpled up pages, and overturned pots of feed, Newt crosses the room and slides out the desk’s chair.

The two of you had decided to place a small bedroom in the case for any situations where you needed to be ready to respond to a creature at any moment. For the most part, it had been used when one was about to give birth, but more and more often, you and Newt had been spending nights down there after long hours of work studying a new creature.

Newt drops his head in his hands as he stares at the pages scattered in front of him. Notes that mean nothing at 3 in the morning fill the papers, but Newt still rifles through them, furious with the tears dripping down his cheeks. He has no time to cry. He has to find you.

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cryptidkogane  asked:

imagine lance had to pilot red and she isn't letting him in, and he tells keith and ofc lance is beating himself up bc he feels replaceable since allura's kicking ass with blue but red won't let him in, yk? so lance is kinda eavesdropping when keith goes to talk to red and hears keith be like "ik this sucks i hate it too, but lance is a rly great pilot,he'll take good care of you" and like reassuring her it's not forever but lance is just so happy??keith trusts him and thinks he's a good pilot..

God Taz, ily tysm I love Langst and I love the subtle Klance!!

I’m not all too thrilled if we need to see a Paladin/Lion swap, but if I need to see one, I hope it’s like this ^-^

Second Chances//Part 8

Second Chances Masterlist

Words: 1458
Pairings: Bellamy x Reader; Finn x Reader(Platonic!); Monty&Jasper xReader
Warnings: Angst, angst, angst, did I forget to mention angst?
Episode: 1x08 Day Trip

Authors Note: This is kind of a short part compared to the other ones, so I’m sorry, I’ve had a busy weekend with school and all. None the less, I hope y’all enjoy it! Sorry for the angst btw but like its the perfect opportunity for it, so I had to take it. Also if you can find the Hamilton refrenceI’ll give you a shout out or something.

        “Before we start the meeting, Clarke. Is Y/N okay?” Kane asked through the radio. 

        Clarke nodded. “She is alright. Bellamy refuses to let her leave the camp, so there is no need to worry.” She stated, putting in a good word for Bellamy before the conversation became strictly business.

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  • when the MC first met Hunt: nice to meet you where you been
  • whenever the MC has the option to flirt with Hunt: I could show you incredible things
  • pretty much what people's reactions would be like if the MC dated Hunt: magic, madness, heaven, sin
  • when the MC first met Hunt again: saw you there and I thought
  • fangirls: oh my god
  • jawline: look at that face
  • probably Hunt's reaction to all this: you look like my next mistake
  • sort of the attitude the MC has on the date: love's a game, wanna plaaaay
  • benefactor maybe: new money, suit and tie
  • "deep down you hoped it was me!" : I can read you like a magazine
  • that idea someone posted about the MC being blackmailed with info about her relationship with Hunt: ain't it funny, rumors lie
  • Hunt's attitude basically: and I know you heard about me
  • we should hang out some time tommy boy: so hey, let's be friends
  • fucking ending to the hunt date: I'm dying to see how this one ends
  • hunt wears prada: grab your passport and my hand
  • hunt wears prada pt 2: I can make the bad guys good for a weekend
  • --chorus--
  • when the mask is still on: SO IT'S GONNA BE FOREVER
  • once the mask is off: OR IT'S GONNA GO DOWN IN FLAMES
  • kind of what the MC is conveying once Hunt gets mad about the seduction: you can tell me when it's over
  • "this whole night was a mistake?" "I didn't say that" : if the high was worth the pain
  • addison, ethan, chris, victoria: got a long list of ex-lovers
  • probably why they keep on going all over-the-top with the dates (because maybe we're high maintenance): they'll tell you I'm insane
  • the MC is technically dating as many people as she wants: 'cause you know I love the players
  • lol hunt doesn't love the game: and you love the game
  • whenever MC has 'yolo' attitude: 'cause we're young and we're reckless
  • was kissing hunt too far: we'll take this way too far
  • hunt's attitude during the date: it'll leave you breathless
  • hunt's attitude afterwards: or with a nasty scar
  • addison, ethan, chris, victoria: got a long list of ex-lovers
  • probably why they keep on going all over-the-top with the dates (because maybe we're high maintenance): they'll tell you I'm insane
  • "insanely hot professor" : but I got a blank space baby and I'll write your name
  • --chorus ends--
  • what do I put for this one: cherry lips, crystal skies
  • whenever the MC has the option to flirt with Hunt: I could show you incredible things
  • if Hunt kisses the MC during the date: stolen kisses, pretty lies
  • they're both celebrities: you're the king baby I'm your queen
  • whenever the MC tries getting close to hunt: find out what you want
  • this only works if the MC is a girl: be that girl for a month
  • once hunt takes off the MC's mask: wait the worst is yet to cooooome, oh no
  • fangirls' reactions to the date's ending: screaming, crying, perfect storms
  • if your MC is one of the rude ones: I can make all the tables turn
  • implied to be Hunt's impression of the MC: rose gardens filled with thorns
  • what HUNT does to US: keep you second guessing like
  • apparently priya singh: oh my god, who is she
  • "what we could have been, thomas": I get drunk on jealousy
  • whenever hunt lets his softer side show: but you'll come back each time you leave
  • also Hunt's impression: 'cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream
  • --skipping the chorus you already know--
  • dat angst with hunt's date tho: boys only want love if it's torture
  • well the MC DID drop hints: don't say I didn't, say I didn't warn ya
  • hunt's date struck a chord with me and I'm not even part of the hunt crush: boys only want love if it's torture
  • seriously MC dropped hints: don't say I didn't, say I didn't warn yaaAAA
  • (I was only going to do the first verse but I got carried away goddammit)

March 30th 1793 

Winter draws its last breath, as spring’s rain slowly crawls over London. I had followed the pages of my Father’s journal which lead me here. To his…our manor, The Kenway Mansion, at Anne’s Square, right at the heart of the capital. 

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Double Trouble

George Washington x reader x King George

Warnings: Alcohol, jealousy, and cursing

Request by anon: Could you do a king george x reader x george washington where the reader owns a tavern where she allows soldiers from both sides of the army to stay, but george and the king both want her on their side and they fall in love with her.

A/N: I’m pretty hyped up for this one because this is my first request!! I kinda went a little overboard with this so I’m sorry if it’s too long, but let me know how I did for my first request! Also this kinda switches off between the readers first person pov and third point of view! And to the requester, im sorry if it isn’t exactly like you wanted it but I hope its still good altogether!


War was always stupid to (Y/N). She always believed violence was stupid and was never the answer.

With the war between America and the British, it just made her business grow, sometimes for the worst.

(Y/N) didn’t support either side, as all she wanted was to come to America to start her own tavern place.

It was out of place for a women to own a business such as that, but (Y/N) didn’t care, as that’s where her skill set lie.

(Y/N) owned a rather large tavern along the outskirts of Jamestown, Virginia, where both red and blue soldiers from the war were welcome.

Although this arrangement wasn’t the best, it still brought in customers.

But on one summer night, madness had awoken in (Y/N)’s tavern.


I heaved out a sigh as I finished cleaning up the counters.

It was around 11 in the evening and business would usually be in full swing around this time.

But for some reason it wasn’t tonight. There were a few regulars scattered around, but that was it.

I went behind the rather large bar counter near one of the corners of the tavern and began organizing some of the bottles, bored out of my mind.

That’s when I heard the front doors bell chime throughout the tavern. I looked up to see who had entered.

Three men dressed in blue coats had walked in, giving off a rather intense aurora.

They sat down at the end of the bar counter I was at and engaged in conversation with each other.

I walked over to them and bluntly asked. “What can I get you boys?” like usual.

“The hell is a women doing working at a tavern? Shouldn’t you be at home serving your husband at his any wish?” The man on the end snapped at me.

I ignored the man. As I turned to the other two.

“Lee, watch your mouth, it’s impolite of you to ask a lovely lady such a question.” The man next to who I assume is Lee said. “I apologize for my comrades behavior to you Miss..?”

I gave a small smile. “(Y/N).”

“Well Miss (Y/N), me and my men would each like a pint of your finest whiskey if we may.” He smoothly said, smiling at me.

“Coming right up.” I said as I look one last glance at the man and went to get their drinks.


Right when (Y/N) was out of earshot, both Charles Lee and Alexander Hamilton, the two revolutionaries who had joined General Washington out for drinks, burst into small fits of laughter.

“What’s so amusing to the two of you?” General Washington asked as he looked between the two men.

“Well it seems as though you’ve taken a liking to the lady, sir.” Hamilton said as smirked at Washington, nudging his side a little.

The general slouched in his chair and facepalmed himself. “Was it that obvious?”

“Maybe not to her, but to us, definitely.” Hamilton snickered.

“Sir, I think what you need to do is make a move on this lady if you are so infatuated with her.” Lee stated as he looked over at (Y/N), who was finishing up fixing their drinks.

“For once, I actually agree with Lee.” Hamilton muttered out.

Before Washington could object to anything, (Y/N) had came back over with set their drinks in front of them, giving them a warm smile like all the rest.

The three thanked her and (Y/N) was about to take her leave when Washington spoke up.

“E-Excuse me, Miss (Y/N)?” He spoke, gaining the girl’s attention. “I w-would like to know if-” The general was cut off by the sudden sound of the front door slamming open the the large screams of someone.

“Have no fear for your humble king has arrived!” A certain irritating British ruler called out.

Both Hamilton and Lee inwardly groaned at the sound of the mans voice. They knew they couldn’t engage in battle outside the battlefield as King George was accompanied by two British soldiers who wore red coats.

(Y/N) let out a soft chuckle at the man. She didn’t have the slightest clue who he was, nor did she know who General Washington was and his status.

King George looked at the blue coated general and shot him a grin. “Ah! If it isn’t my favorite general from the colonies!” He sung out as he walked over to the three men with open arms, his soldiers following behind him.

“I never expected a nobleman such as yourself to come to a place like this.” Washington said as he kept a kind smile plastered onto his face.

“I have heard that this place sells the best brewed alcohol. And so I am here to see if these rumors are true.” King George stated humblily.

“You don’t need a drink, you already act drunk as it is.“Hamilton muffled out before taking a sip of his drink.

The King glared over to Hamilton. “I beg your pardon?” He asked, his British accent getting a little deeper.

“You heard me.” Hamilton said as he stood from his chair, itching for a fight.

The two soldiers who had accompanied the King had now stepped in front of him and eyed down Hamilton, having no care in the world if they break into a fight.

“Hey!” (Y/N) hollered out, causing the men to focus their attention on her. “I won’t allow any fights in my tavern! Not now and damn it not ever! That’s the only warning I’m giving you men!” She barked out as she glared daggers into each of the men.

Hamilton shot a quick apology and sat back down as King George just pouted and mumbled “He started it.”

Washington held back a laugh as he looked back over to (Y/N), who was smirking at him in triumph.

King George took a long glance over the owner of the tavern. Carefully making note of every physical detail of the lady. Something about (Y/N) had aroused him, and he liked that feeling.

“Your beauty is very capturing miss, may I ask your name?” King George warmly asked as he took (Y/N)’s hand in his and softly kissed her knuckles.

The young lady blushed at his words and his gentle touch. “It’s (Y/N).” She said as she tried to keep her composure.

“He’s trying to steal your girl!” Lee harshly whispered to the general.

Washington shot Lee a weird glare before shaking his head in protest.

He wanted to say that the gorgeous girl was his, but he knew that wasn’t true. Washington was absolutely driven to (Y/N), even though they had just met.

“So tell me lady (Y/N), are you a loyalist to Britain?” King George asked as he attempted to engage in conversation.

“Well actually-”

“I’d like to think that the beautiful lady is more of a patriot.“ Washington butted in as he walked over to the two.

“Ha! In your pretty little dreams!” King George snickered.


“You really must be a fool to really think someone as strong as (Y/N) to be a follower of-”

“Hey! I’m not a patriot or a loyalist! Just- look okay? I’m not one for choosing sides, all I came to this country for was to start my business. That is it.” (Y/N) stated as she sent a firm glare to the two men.

“Hmph, fair enough.” King George puffed. One of his soldiers tapped his shoulder and whispered something into his ear. “Well it looks like I must take my leave. But I will return again, lady (Y/N)” He kissed her hand. “And when I do, you shall be mine.” He smirked at her.

(Y/N) gave a faint chuckle as Washington rolled his eyes.

“Sir we gotta leave too, we got that thing in the morning.” Lee mumbled on.

Washington nodded and smiled at (Y/N). “It was an honor to meet you m'lady.” He said as he took her hand in his and softly grasped it. She smiled at him. “The honor is all mine!”

As General Washington left, the only thing that ran through his mind was winning the heart of (Y/N)

As King George left, he thought up ways to win the heart of (Y/N).

Two important and powerful men, drawn to a strong and independent girl.

It’ll be very troublesome…


WOW THIS TOOK ME TWO WEEKS TO DO!!!! Im sorry this took so long!!! But I’m still taking requests!!! Ugh again im sorry this took so long -_-

nikki082489  asked:

Okay so I just read the fanfic you did about dylan and going to prom and spending the night with him and things go down😉 it was FREAKING GREAT! So I was wondering if you could do one on Eric please

Aww thanks, Prom with Dylan (here), It’s been like a million years since I’ve done an imagine so I hope its good!!

Standing next to Eric his arm was wrapped around you as you both were getting partially blinded by the flashing camera as Eric’s mom took pictures trying to capture the moment. “Ok mom, I think that’s enough” Eric said, putting his hand up covering his face “you’ve taken like a million pictures.”  You couldn’t help but laugh as Eric’s mom let out a small huff  “Oh come on Eric just one more”, walking over he wrapped his arms around her in a light hug “I’m pretty sure we’re already late mom, isn’t that right” Eric turned to you with pleading eyes begging you to agree, “Yeah we should probably go”.

Dancing with Devon and Robyn you were laughing at each other’s horrible dancing skills, when the song ended you realized how out of breath you were and went over to Eric grabbing the cup out of his hands gulping it down. Reaching up he wiped away extra water that dripped down your chin “Are you having fun”, leaning forward you took his lips in yours and he laughed “I’ll take that as a yes” standing next to him you looked over when a slow song started playing expecting him to grab your hand and spin you onto the dance-floor but he just stood there staring into the crowd so you bumped into him trying to get his attention and his brows furrowed  “Aren’t you gonna ask me to dance”         “Uh No” you felt your heart drop “But Eric I love this song, please dance with me” he shook his head and crossed his arms “You know I hate dancing”. You stood disappointed with your head down until you heard “I’ll dance with you” looking over you saw Dylan standing with his hand out ready to take yours, but before you could grab his hand Eric slapped it out of the way “What the fuck V ” and Dylan put his hands up in defense as Eric grabbed your hand and pulled you to the edge of the dance floor, his hands gripping your hips as your arms rested around his neck, both of you swaying to the music, Eric’s eyes staring down Dylan “I can’t believe that asshole, he has his own date” you tried not to giggle resting your head on his chest, it felt like you were the only people in the room as you gently swayed from side to side taking a deep breath you smiled at the hint of cigarette smoke lingering on his tux but your smile failed when you looked up and noticed Eric’s eyes averting to every part of the room his jaw clenched “Eric what’s wrong” his hazel eyes looked down to you “I look fucking stupid” he was always trying to act tough but there were the occasional moments where he would let that guard down, “No you don’t” even in the dimmed lighting you could see his cheeks turn light pink as he tried to keep back a smile but you could tell he was still insecure “Eric it’s okay, just pretend like no-one else is here”

Sitting in an empty parking lot with Rammstein playing lightly through the speakers you and Eric shared a milkshake “So was it okay” Eric took a sip “I think it was the worst night of my life” turning towards you and you wanted to be mad but couldn’t help but laugh when you saw the ice cream on his upper lip shaped like a white mustache “Aw babe you’ve got” and gestured to your upper lip and you watched as Eric wiped at his mouth “What” leaning over you licked the vanilla ice cream off his top lip “Mmm sweet” and you watched the smirk slowly form on his face “You want some more” you shook your head yes as he put his fingers into the milkshake and up to his face where he smeared it on his lips and made a confused face “Do I have anything on my face” and you rolled your eyes at him but leaned forward anyways taking his lips in yours tasting the sweet vanilla on your tongue and Eric grabbed your waist pulling you over the console onto his lap where you could feel his cock straining against his pants and you pulled away out of breath, you trailed your hands down his chest to the button of his pants “I’m gonna make this the best night of your life” Eric’s eyes got wide and you couldn’t help but giggle when he leaned his head back “you’re gonna be the death of me I swear”

i told myself id never get back to this point but i did. you ruined me, you made me into this monster. yeah i know it will get better by next year and yeah i know you were just some stupid boy with literally nothing better than what i had to offer this sick world. but you killed me, you took my best parts to make yourself a better person and now im here starring at these four walls i think i changed my bed sheets 5 times in the last 2 day to try and wash you out of my room and i think nothing ever will. you killed me just know it, it has to be said that you killed me in the span of a year and a half. you played me like a violin you came back whenever you wanted and i with open arms always had to accept because im just some silly little girl who apparently doesnt know how to feel on her own. i know love, more than you ever would know. i know love because ive been left more times than you’d know and ive been beat down more than you ever were. you only felt love from me because thats how i made you feel you tried to change me to help yourself, everything about myself i lost because you took it away from me. im scared you made me scared. i thought i was scared of strangers but all along i was scared of you. now i wanna run away from my own reflection, i wanna run away from this world because why be here if everyone apparently knows my feelings more than myself and for you everything was just in the moment, if it was you dont come back 7 times. if i was nothing to you why could have never ever spoken to me again you had 7 chances to let me be because i was doing well without you. i guess you planned it this way, when things are good ill leave so i can break her just like he broke her. people break the good people so they eventually learn to become bitter. i dont want to be bitter like you but you took all the lessons i taught you and i hope shes worth it i fucking hope she likes you because its not the real you, its the one i fixed.
—  bye

derpypig31  asked:

Personally from the start Ive always known that Aaron and Aph would get together. In MCD he was the new character that saved Aph and is very mysterious but only opens up to Aph. PT1

So I automatically knew it wasnt going to be Larmau or garmau, it was going to be Aarmau thats cannon. In PDH it was the kid that she hated but was her friend forever, not even knowing. So that was just obvious In Mystreet it was her old friend from highschool that never makes any moves on her. Its SO obvious yet not obvious at all. The guy that she gets along with SO WELL. She’s always with him making all of the others jelly af. I hope I make sense 

i hope u dont mind me posting, and if u do let me know and ill take it down its no problem!

tbh i dont think most people would’ have minded aarmau that much if it had been abit more,,,,,human ish??? its too perfect both of them,,, “i get in trouble cause im too nice for my own good” sweetie thats not the only human flaw you can have,,,,

but in mcd if i remember correctly he kinda of almost sliced her throat off at one point? idk just in mystreet aarmau flows better, whilst on mcd it was like a last minute add thing even the shippers themselves were a bit ???wuh???? about it

mystreet however pulling shit like practically deleting laurance, making him n other male characters become some creepy dudebro niceguys who r constantly trying to “impress” aphmau when they arent even like that in canon, and making aaron pretty much take laurance’s spot is just,,, very poor decisions in my opinion

It's a new dawn (part 1)

Hi Guys! I’ve got a new multi-chapter. Before you start to wonder, the title is from the ‘feeling good’ song. I’ve got Michael Bublé’s version in my head but the song is from 1965 so maybe I’ll write it somewhere in one of next chapters. In my head the story is going to be funny but knowing me it’ll end up weird. We’ll see. I just hope I won’t bore you. Let me know what you think :)


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Does the Enchanted Forest have Scotchgard?

Sometimes I look at costumes on this show and ask “You’re wearing that in a forest? On purpose?”

Same, Emma. I can’t believe she wore that to the beach either.

The story goes that every once in a while, shooting had to stop so they could disentangle Georgina Haig from a tree. I imagine they made more than one of these gowns since Haig wore it for weeks straight. I wonder how much damage had to be repaired and how many stains removed.

And if you thought Elsa’s dress was inappropriate as resort wear, here’s Aunt Ingrid out for a hike.

Winter 2014 was a crazy time. In Chicago, where I live, we had a week where it barely cracked 0°F. In Vancouver, the snow/thaw cycle was so crazy that the production basically gave up trying to have any kind of continuity on the show, weather-wise.

And in February 2014, they filmed this dress in a mud pit. I imagine the following scene in wardrobe when filming finished:

The actress enters, her shiny white dress covered in mud.

The wardrobe people weep inconsolably.

“Yes, and her petticoat; I hope you saw her petticoat, six inches deep in mud, I am absolutely certain; and the gown which had been let down to hide it not doing its office.”

Request: Can you do a reader x Owen where reader is the caretaker for the Mosasaurus, and Owen comes to the night show every night to see her. One night, he leans in too close to the water, and before she can catch him, they both fall in, and Owen is freaking out cause he thinks the Mosasaurus is going to attack, but the reader just laughs, and the Mosasaurus comes to the surface and lets them pet her! Thanks, I love your writing ;~;

Author Note: This prompt is so good, thank you! I hope you enjoy <3

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this was a request but I cant find the ask… 😂

word count: lazy but I think its somewhere between 600-700??


Another late night in the studio had fucked up my sleeping schedule once again. It was three am when I came home. Not bad since once I came home at five am after recording with… Selena.

Speaking of her, we were kind of on good terms. I mean, we were trying the whole friends after relationship thing. I guessed she was fine since she had been going out and about with friends to parties.

I decided to take a quick shower before heading to sleep however much I could.

I placed my phone on the counter of the bathroom and stripped down to nothing. Climbing in the shower, I turned the nob, letting the warm water trail its way down my back. A shower after going out in the freezing cold was a refreshing feeling.

Spending a few more minutes in the shower was enough for me; I stepped outside and wrapped myself in a towel.

As I was drying myself off, a ping emitted off my phone, indicating that I had received something.

Well, I hadn’t received anything; what I saw was far more interesting. If not ‘ugly’.

I had gotten a vibration from Instagram, telling me that ‘selenagomez’ had posted a new photo. Almost immediately, I clicked on it. I wished I hadn’t.

Her hands were wrapped around the neck of some guy. They were laughing and smiling.

The caption was 'glad to have you in my life.’

Wow. Not only has it been two months into our agreement that she decided to go and move on.

I think whatever of it and decide to just sleep. But I cant. No matter how much I try to close my eyes, the picture comes into my mind.

Fuck. Its gonna be a long night.


My phone plays its famous tune.

“Nooo.” I mumble and squish my face further in the pillow.

It keeps on playing and buzzing.

My eyes shoot awake. I know that ringtone.

Selena. Wait, Selena?

My hands scramble around in search for my phone. I finally get it. My hands dance around the screen and forcefully push the answer button.

My body is now on the edge of the bed, left hand on the phone, pressing it to my ear.

“Hello, Justin?” She asks.

“Selena! Hey.” I say.

“Did I wake you?”

“Uh, no- I mean… yeah.” I reply.

“Good. Its one o'clock.” She deadpans.

“Oh shit, really?”

“Yeah. Anyway, can I come over? I left some stuff there last time I came.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Great. I’ll be there in 20.”

“See you.” I say and hang up.

Lets hope I’ll be able to control my ass around her.


A knock on the door interrupted my eyes from staring at 'the’ picture any longer.

I stood up and walked rapidly to the door, opening it so swiftly that I almost hit myself.

“Hi.” I tried to act normal.

“Hey.” She said.

A silence.

“Can I come in?”

“Oh my God, yes. Of course.” I made way for her to come in.

“Did you find my jacket?” She says.


“The one I left here.”

“Oh, yeah. I put it in the living room.”

She turned on her heels and went left. I couldn’t help but stare at her ass. What? I’m a man.

I trailed behind her to the family room.

“So, did you have a fun time last night?” I ask. My voice holds a slight bitterness.

She stops looking around the room. Frozen in her spot, she speaks.


“Uh, last night. Did you have a good time?” I ask more calmly this time.

She finally turns around and stares at me.

“Why the sour tone?”

“Sour tone? What sour tone?” I ask.

“Don’t play with me. That sour tone.”

“I- I mean.. well-” I’m cut off by a laugh. Or giggle. Either way would sound beautiful.

“Are you jealous?” She smirks.

“Je- what? Me? Noo.” I try to hide it.

“Yes you are.”

I sigh, defeated, “maybe.”

“Doesn’t feel good, does it?” Her smile drops.

“Is this how I made you feel?”

She sighs, “sometimes.” She mumbles.

“I’m sorry.”

“Its okay. Its in the past now.” That breaks me.

“Well, I found my jacket!” She declares.

“Oh, okay. Are you going?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Can you stay? We’ll watch a movie?” I nearly plead.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, of course.”


Its 6 in the after noon and we are halfway through our second movie. Her head is involuntarily resting on my shoulder and my arm is around her shoulder. I don’t think she notices.

“Justin?” She mumbles, nearly asleep.


“They guy in the picture was my cousin.”

She was asleep on my chest so she didn’t see my blushing cheeks.


I still don’t know why I didn’t post this, it was buried so deep in my files

The Best Damn Hot Dog

Aria searched through her dresser drawers looking for a specific shirt she needed for a job interview today. Just yesterday, she and Ezra moved into a small apartment in a quaint suburb outside of Philadelphia. They hadn’t completely unpacked yet, so she was getting frustrated in attempt to find everything she needed for her morning routine. 

Hearing the sound of the drawers slamming, Ezra rolled over and squinted his eyes to look at Aria. “Whatareyadoing?” he asked sleepily, moving to prop himself on his elbow to properly see his girlfriend. 

“I can’t find anything in this mess,” she replied in irritation. “Why is it always that you can never find the one thing you’re looking for?”

“Well, I found you pretty quickly when I opened my eyes,” he teased, but Aria wasn’t in the mood for jokes. Her anxiety was already running high for this job interview. She really wanted this job and needed to make a proper first impression. When she shot him a glare, he added, “Try checking the closet. I hung some of our things up last night.”

Aria slammed the drawer shut and walked across the room to their closet. After checking what was her side of the closet, she decided to make sure he hadn’t accidentally hung it up on his side. And that’s when she found IT, and immediately, her frown lightened just a little at the absurdity of the treasure in front of her. She grabbed the hanger and walked out of the closet, holding it in front of her. “Ezra, what the hell is this?” She couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as she asked. “And why have I never seen it before?”

He looked up and standing before him was his 5′2″ girlfriend holding a ridiculous hot dog costume in front of her.

Ezra ran a hand through his hair, then looked at the quilt covering his body for he was not able to make eye contact with Aria. “Well, that’s a hot dog.”

“Is there something you need to tell me?”

“My parents cut me off when I went to college, so I was a hot dog for two semesters.” She opened her mouth, likely to make some snide remark. “And before you say anything, I was the best damn hot dog.”

“Do you have pictures?” she asked, a glint of hope in her eyes.

“No, but Hardy did.” He could see her wheels turning, probably planning to get ahold of said photos, so he was happy to let her down. “And fortunately I located them and destroyed all the evidence.”

Aria sighed, then returned to the closet, hanging the hot dog suit back in its place. Two hours later, she was on her way home from the interview, wearing a different outfit than the one she had planned. She had gotten off the phone with Ezra moments before and had told him she didn’t get a good vibe from the interview, and was pretty sure she hadn’t gotten the job. He knew how badly she wanted that job at the publishing company. It would have been a dream job, even though both of them knew the chances of landing such a great opportunity straight out of college was highly unlikely. Still, he knew she would need some cheering up when she returned home. 

When she opened the door, all disappointment fled her brain when she saw her boyfriend sitting on their couch…in the damn hot dog suit. When he heard her come in, he stood and looked at her with a goofy smile. 

She walked over to him with her arms folded over her chest and pretended to inspect him from head to toe. 

“What do you think?” he asked, turning from side to side.

“You’re right,” she told him. “You are the best damn hot dog.”

“Do you want me to see the best damn hot dog in action?”

She laughed softly, and the way her eyes lit up knew he was a great distraction from the disappointing day. “I would love to.”

And that night, he proved his marvelous hot dog skills.

Come On Rick...Mika Saw Right Through Her!

TWD is a show skilled in heartbreak, abundant in the bittersweet and unmercifully ironic to say the least. The story might be set in the Zombie Apocalypse but zombies are not the worst thing that could come upon a survivor of this world - in reality it is people that cause the most damage and sometimes it’s even people you didn’t think or expect to ever damage you in the first place. The ones you didn’t know you would need protection from.

Carol Peletier entered the Zombie Apocalypse as a seasoned survivor of constant abuse and disappointment and while her strength wasn’t visible very clearly to those in her vicinity or even herself for that matter, there was never any doubt about her nurturing, protective nature. There are many reasons one can debate about why Carol didn’t have the courage or wasn’t able to leave a callous tyrant like Ed BUT while she might have been taught to justify the abuse he spewed on her, we saw her stand up to him when it counted by getting not just between Ed and Sophia but also between the walkers and her at the quarry.
Her devotion and love for her only daughter was clear as day - she had her arms around Sophia in almost every shot, shielding her, protecting her from the horrifying world that surrounded them all.
Unfortunately all the mothers love in the world wasn’t enough to save Sophia AND it is exactly that loss that triggered a change in Carol, an epiphany of sorts, which ultimately ended up transforming almost everything about her and as we clearly observed in Season 4 even affected her approach in dealing with Mika and Lizzie too.

The Carol we see in Season 4 is dramatically different from the woman we saw in Season 1 - she has grown, gained strength, earned her worth, built new relationship with others and shown love time and time again.

The Carol that Rick encounters and has trouble “recognizing” in Indifference, post Karen and David, is pragmatic, determined, confident and unfaltering in her choices. It doesn’t make her cold-hearted but what it does do is show that she is strong enough and practical enough to know what needs to be done and finally have the courage to trust herself enough to follow through with it.

Rick might have believed that she was ruthless and cutthroat in her attitude but what he either couldn’t or didn’t want to see was that she was making decisions to step up, take action and make the tough choices she believed would benefit HIS family, their family…It appeared as if he wasn’t comfortable with this Carol, like he didn’t know or see her as she used to be and the intense, judgmental and almost cold way he watched her before the banishment as she went through the motions and did her best to try to get him to snap out of the daze he had been hiding in. He tuned her out as she tried to talk to him about her motivations and why she had felt her actions were necessary AND when he finally spoke he didn’t talk to her, he talked at her, using words that dripped with mistrust, anger and cruelty.

Everything Carol did in Indifference was a test and Rick, a man who admitted didn’t trust his own decisions, was the one marking the manifesto that according to him supposedly gave a clear picture of who this new woman and whether or not she was “worthy” of living in the home she helped create for them all.

It was as if she didn’t matter one bit to Rick, all the sacrifices and care she’d given all of them meant nothing, he threw her away because she made a choice that didn’t work out, a decision and an act that she felt was “needed” - justification very similar to some of his own bad deeds.
Rick doesn’t like the fact that she challenges and intimidates him by questioning or sidestepping the directions he takes BUT at this point he’s been second guessing every one of his moves anyway and he looks almost irritated with her for having recognized that.

This Carol is empowered and strong, she is making tough decisions and she stands by all of them, she rejects sentimentality and Rick’s passive farmer stance in exchange for survival, productivity and a chance to regain some control over the chaos that had taken up their lives.

The last time she didn’t do anything - Sophia died and it was too late to change or do something. This time around she was more prepared , more equipped and more determined not to sit by, wait and do nothing while her loved ones disappeared.

She had Lizzie, Mika, Daryl, Glenn, Carl, Beth, Judith…Rick to look out for - Carol had to do something this time around, take a risk and make a sacrifice for the greater good!

Whether right or wrong she acted and Rick wasn’t able to or didn’t want to see beyond the act she committed and that is all it took for him to label her as nothing short of callous, villainous and cold-hearted, deserving of exile and total separation from the life SHE helped create for them all. 

In a matter of minutes Rick took everything she had ever done for him and for them, erased it, diminished its value and ultimately left it with her on the roadside without so much as a kind or comforting word the old Rick would have given a stranger let alone a family member. The cruel parting words he spat at her were meant to break her down, belittle her and make her feel like there was no hope. She was damaged goods once again, disposable, unwanted, insignificant and alone.
He didn’t let her “come back” literally and figuratively, defining her as the “bad one”, someone who shouldn’t and couldn’t even try to be redeemed.
Someone who needed a new name in order to fit in with people again but not her own, not if Rick had anything to do with it.

After the heartbreaking send-off Carol faced at the end of Indifference we as her fans faced a period of anxious uncertainty and what I like to call textbook character assassination and a huge fandom divide over the whole Team Carol vs Team Rick debacle.

The Grove dispelled some of the negative labels put upon her throughout her absence and she even got some vindication when it came to Rick’s judgments as well.
As it turned out she indeed does talk about and miss Sophia, she does feel a great deal of heartache and guilt about what she did, she did confess her crime to Tyreese, she did receive forgiveness and while Rick said he didn’t trust or want her around his kids, she ended up trekking the wilderness and sacrificing her own heart in order to keep his daughter, Judith safe and alive.

As I watched the deleted scenes from The Grove, specifically the Carol and Mika scenes I was reminded of Rick’s inability to “read” or figure her out back in Indifference and struck with the magnitude of his misjudgment of her actions and her demeanor. 

After killing a walker to protect Lizzie and Judith, Mika tells Carol that the body should be buried, that it was the right thing to do since the house they were in could have been his. Carol who is still in full on “preparation” mode is fully committed to trying to toughen up both girls and get them ready for the challenges of this new world they were in. Her approach appears to be more detached, stern, unfaltering in the “tough love” department so her steely resolution not to help Mika with the burial isn’t surprising but admittedly sounded a bit harsh and cold.

She is not coddling Lizzie and Mika, she is not shielding them from the horrors like she did with Sophia and she certainly isn’t trying to make things easier on them. The residual guilt over Sophia’s vulnerability and unpreparedness still weighs heavy on Carols conscience ,which only drives her determination to save these girls and get them ready for survival even stronger.

Her abrasiveness and attempt to keep Lizzie and Mika at arms length is a defense mechanism for both her and them BUT her nurturing, protective, mothering nature is not as hidden and as put away as she wants it to be.

Mika says “I think you are gonna help me” in a very simple, matter a fact way, honest-to-goodness way and the message is clear;

“You are not as cold or as hard as you think you are”
“I know you are trying to pretend you don’t care but I know you do”
“I see your heart Carol and you are good even though you try to hide it”
“You will help me because that’s who you are, who you always were”

Sweet innocent Mika was right - Carol could pretend and wear this tough, hardened armour to protect her heart all she wants BUT at her core a compassionate, loving and caring spirit still exists no matter how much this world tried to extinguish or stomp it out.

Rick might have been watching Carols actions or what he thought was “pragmatism” and coldness BUT he never truly saw her and whether he didn’t want to or didn’t try hard enough to see past the survivor mode they were all caught up in, the fact of the matter is that ultimately he was so very wrong in his conclusion.

Mika could see who Carol truly was, just as Daryl did and even Tyreese did before and after her confession.

She wasnt cold, she wasnt unfeeling, she wasn’t tainted and she certainly wasn’t “too far gone” - Carol might not be the same person Rick met at the quarry but her heart is still very much the same and whether it was Rick’s mental anguish or the fact that his dissociation from leadership caused him to miss the new Carol 2.0 is not important anymore.

What is important right now is how he will see her and receive her when they reunite!

One thing we know for sure is that Carol will be Carol and Carol will always “HELP” them! Rick included!

Reconciling the Carol and Rick Frame Of Mind

TWD is a show skilled in heartbreak, abundant in the bittersweet and unmercifully ironic to say the least. The story might be set in the Zombie Apocalypse but zombies are not the worst thing that could come upon a survivor of this world - in reality it is people that cause the most damage and sometimes it’s even people you didn’t think or expect to ever damage you in the first place. The ones you didn’t know you would need protection from.

Carol Peletier entered the Zombie Apocalypse as a seasoned survivor of constant abuse and disappointment and while her strength wasn’t visible very clearly to those in her vicinity or even herself for that matter, there was never any doubt about her nurturing, protective nature.

There are many reasons one can debate about why Carol didn’t have the courage or wasn’t able to leave a callous tyrant like Ed BUT while she might have been taught to justify the abuse he spewed on her, we saw her stand up to him when it counted by getting not just between Ed and Sophia but also between the walkers and her at the quarry.

Her devotion and love for her only daughter was clear as day - she had her arms around Sophia in almost every shot, shielding her, protecting her from the horrifying world that surrounded them all.

Unfortunately all the mothers love in the world wasn’t enough to save Sophia AND it is exactly that loss that triggered a change in Carol, an epiphany of sorts, which ultimately ended up transforming almost everything about her and as we clearly observed in Season 4 even affected her approach in dealing with Mika and Lizzie too.

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