sorry for my face being so big

o look im postin a selfie. that never happens.

Anyhoo, I’m going to visit my gf in August, and for one day I have to dress up, so I was demo-ing my outfit to make sure I didn’t look like a wreck. Turns out I love it and am actually proud enough to post it! WHADAYA KNOW

100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 3

And we did it again, amigos! 

  1. “My sock is missing.”
  2. “I must say it can be rather therapeutic”
  3. “Shit, they spotted us. Quick, put your Obama mask on.”
  4. “You raided my village, killed my parents and slaughtered tens of innocent people. I was able to forgive you for all of that-tell myself it was in your nature. But then you did something heinous. Something beyond all possible hope of redemption. You killed my dog.”
  5. “What do you mean you accidentally assassinated the Pope!?”
  6. “I would love to give a fuck about you but sadly my last one went off to war and never returned”
  7. “If you think I’ll stop my quest for world domination for a bag of cookies, you are,,, right… Now, gimme that!”
  8. “What are you doing with that rubber duckie toy– OH DEAR GOD LORD HAVE MERCY”
  9. “I’m more afraid of myself than you.”
  10. “I already told you, there’s nothing we can do about the fights. We COULD if you stopped spoiling shows and books to everyone.”
  11. “You, my friend, are the most unnecessary when it comes to your excessively sassy attitude.”
  12. “I love you.” “…..What? OH APRIL FOOLS.”
  13. “What is this, a concert for ants???”
  14. “I made it! I’m in the list! This is being a great day since I remembered it’s a Thursday, not a Monday!”
  15. “It’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s just that, well, I’ve got a sink full of dishes and a cat to wash.”
  16. “When you said i had pretty eyes i thought you were complimenting me,not trying to buy them!”
  17. “The wolves eat tonight.”
  18. “Gee, thanks for nearly killing me because of ____!” “Listen up here, are you dead? You’d better be greateful you’re still alive tou little shit.”
  19. "When you said you could fly, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind.”
  20. “Sarah, I love you and all but hOW ON EARTH DO YOU KEEP SENDING OUR PETS TO SPACE?!”
  21. “Look, just because you kidnapped me doesn’t mean I’m going to marry you.”
  22. “How in God’s name did you even get up there?!”
  23. “I think I misplaced my right hand”
  24. “I did it! I got into university!” “That’s great! What course?” “Uh… Would it be a bad thing if I told you that… Dark magic and villainy?”
  25. “Well, it just so happens that I have been a homeless man for three years now. That must mean I’m the chosen one!”
  26. “Have your eyes always been that colour?”
  27. “I’m going to fight the sun!”
  28. “You can’t just run around punching people you don’t like, ____!”
  29. “I’m not into that kinda thing.”
  30. “Dude why did you eat all that cake on your own?”
  31. “I just wanted to know if we could use a plastic knife”
  32. “Uhhhh, guys? Don’t hate me, but I think I just released Satan”
  33. “Well, fine… Just wait a little bit before you do something stupid.” “…”
  34. “What do you mean there’s no bacon flavored ice cream!?”
  35. “What do you mean you’re my sister? I don’t have a sister!”
  36. “Why the hell do we need a duck to hunt Bigfoot?”
  37. “Oh, so you can do pink explosions too”
  38. “This isn’t my kitchen, is it?”
  39. “Ohhh, so THAT’S what you meant by ‘shooting starts’.”
  40. “ACHOO” “bless you” “Thank you, wait a minute I live alone”
  41. “Put my creepy cat in a different room? Don’t be silly! I don’t even have a cat!”
  42. “Katie, please stop shooting me with tranquilizer darts.”
  43. “Why did you think it was a good idea to only bring a potato to this heist?”
  44. “Okay, we make this promise now - nobody look at that fucking goat ever again.”
  45. “Sarah, why is the cat naked?”
  46. “Wait. You’re aroused?”
  47. “Why would that surprise you?”
  48. “It does on account of you being covered in blood. Wipe that smile off your face. You look like a cat in heat.”
  49. “okay so let me get this straight, you’re not actually my long lost twin…” “yes.” “…because you’re me from another dimension” “…yes.”
  50. “I’m sorry, but did that thing just talk?”
  51. “I thought we promised to never speak of that incident again!”
  52. "Sweetheart”“Yes dear”“Some of your morally challenged friends are trying to kidnap me again.”“And?”“And!?”“You’re a big girl, you can take care of yourself.”“Of course I can, but the gesture would have been nice!”
  53. “how many epilepsy pills can you take before you overdose?” “Just one or two.” “I’m gonna have to call you back.”
  54. “…I was GOING to ask why there’s a pink goo all over the kitchen floor but I think that can wait whilst I ask what the FUCK IS GOING ON?”
  55. “For the last time, can you stop calling that thing 'human’”
  56. “Okay, that is a seriously dodgy looking hat-are you certain you’re right about this?”
  57. “Really Darling, you can stop trying to scream, we’ve already espablished that no one cares and it’s giving you unflattering lines on your forehead.”
  58. “_______, why am I on the ceiling?”
  59. “What the heck happened while I was at the store?
  60. "What the actual fuck!” “I did warn-” “Yes I know you said you were crazy, but this…. This is…” “Just another Tuesday. Oh we’re late for tea!” “With who?!” “With the Queen of course, who else?”
  61. “Despreate times call for cows.”
  62. “Did you burn the last piece of toast again?”
  63. “You didn’t TELL me there’d be free food!”
  64. “Did Jesus really die for this bullshit?”
  65. “Do you want the apocalypse?!! Because that’s how you get the apocalypse!!!”
  66. “Goddamit, I’m dead again aren’t I? How the hell did I do it this time?”
  67. “Dude, no.”
  68. “I may be a horrible person, but at least I am an honest one.”
  69. “I told you, I dress to kill, now fetch me my fancy stilettos, mama’s gonna slay tonight!”
  70. “I left the room for 3 minutes and you really want to tell me you started a war with every single planet?” “Well, I told you 3 months ago to not leave me alone.” “And I told you I have to use the bathroom 3 months ago!”
  71. “Wow, only took 3 minutes to destroy the world.” “Let’s see if I can do it in 2!”
  72. “So… Wh-Why- How did you flush the duck down the toilet?”
  73. “dude. i liked that carpet. do you know how hard it is to wash bloodstains out of carpets.”
  74. “Don’t worry, it’s much worse than it looks.”
  75. “What are you doing ___?” “I’m camping.” “No you’re beside tree with a blank-” “CAMPING”
  79. “What the hell kind of scream was that? And how did you make it?! ”
  80. “Hey, uhm… Hate to interrupt your conversation, but why the fuck is there a giraffe on the soup aisle”
  81. “You mean to tell me that somebody decided it was a good idea to cross plums and apricots, but nobody can figure out why my cat has RABBIT ears?”
  82. “Sorry but um… why is there a fox and a bear singing Ooh la la by Britney Spears on the balcony? And where is my chicken, Pudding?!”
  83. “Where did you get LIGHT-UP COMBAT BOOTS? THEY CHANGE COLOR?!”
  84. “So you’re telling me there was a genie trapped in that can of soup? And you accidentally ATE THE GENIE?!”
  85. “Listen…don’t take this the wrong way, but…I love the OTHER you better.”
  86. “Tell me why,  exactly, did you need the rubber chicken? ”
  87. “Look, I’m not a liar, alright?  And I ain’t overdramatic or hyperbolic or whatever else you wanna call me.  So when I say I would sell my soul for a pancake right now, I mean I will literally sell my soul for a pancake right now.  And maybe a million dollars.”
  88. “Wait a second, you’re telling me that….. YOU’VE BEEN DATING SATAN BEHIND MY BACK FOR FOUR WHOLE YEARS?!!!”
  89. “Well dad did say he would be gone for five days…what the hell? Let’s go to the corner store!”
  90. “Why did you buy 74 melons?!”
  91. “Where’s the toaster?” “It’s in the kitchen… Why do you have a fork?” “K, thanks.”
  92. “Death, out of all the things in this world, why are so afraid of ____?”
  93. “This floor is like my life; Cold and Hard.”
  94. “So you’re telling me that I am the only thing that is preventing a Third World War, right?” “Yeah, pretty much.”
  95. “I don’t know your name and you don’t know mine but I promise it will turn out okay.”
  96. “Little did you know, they were slowly turning into werewolves.”
  97. “Umm… I may have possibly accidentally blown up another planet”
  98. “I told you not to do that… now look, you’ve lost your hand!”
  99. “Every time you speak I literally die a little”
  100. “One baby soul please, Adult souls give me gas!”

“I need you, yes you (you should feel targeted), to come up with a new dialogue prompt for part 4 and leave it in the comments below. It’s fun and the first 100 replies will make the next list. As always, one prompt per amigo and don’t forget the doubles quotes “”. Pantoffel” (Click here for part 1 and here for part 2)

3, 30, 300 [Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader]

Summary: A new phase of your life begins as you move to an apartment in New York with an unknown roommate.

Word Count: 2,568

Warnings: None, maybe one ot two curse words?

Author’s notes: Wow, I’ve been with so many things in the works between college, collabs and personal matters that I didn’t even see time fly. This is the first thing I’ve written by myself in probably months, so I apologize in advance if I’m a little rusty. This is pure fluff and an adaptation of a story I wrote for my crative writing class, so… I hope you guys like it!

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“Sorry, I didn’t-” your hands touched and the blush on your face became even more evident.

“No, it’s okay. Take it.” Lin’s smile was genuine, and you took the knife without saying a word. The both of you ate in silence, the cutlery against the ceramic plates being the only sound in the small kitchen and neither knowing how the dynamic between you worked.

Well, it was the first time you were sharing an apartment with a stranger, afterall.

You blamed the big city, the fear of conquering the concrete jungle without anyone to go to if needed. Online adverts about sharing an apartment in New York City brought you and Lin-Manuel together, both not knowing what each other looked like until only a few hours earlier, your moving trucks competing for a parking spot in front of the old building.

The two bedrooms were smaller than they looked like in the advert, which was already pretty small. When seeing the amount of boxes you unloaded, Lin gave up the bigger bedroom in exchange for you letting him place his piano in the cramped living room: you were unsure of how many nights you wouldn’t be able to sleep because of the instrument, but your initial bet was ‘many’.

You were right.

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Escape:  the residency years

Claire returned to work.  She did rounds, ran labs, and even had a hand in a couple of surgeries, but she avoided the fourth floor at all costs.  If she had to go up, she used the stairs because she wouldn’t risk the elevator opening by accident.  She didn’t want to see the balloons, and teddy bears.  She didn’t want to hear the laughter, or the tiny cries. Not yet.  

Joe and Fiona had taken the time to fill everyone in, so there were no awkward moments.  The ones she was close to just gave her a comforting squeeze, the others, a polite yet heartfelt condolence.  No one spoke of it again after a week.  

It helped heal Jamie and Claire to be around family, so Claire began to accompany Jamie to Lallybroch for Sunday suppers again.  It was a balm to their battered souls to read to their nieces and nephews, play with them, and just wander around the estate hand in hand.    

Yet some wounds have a way of developing an infection under the skin when you least expect it.

“Oh, sure.  She’ll come for Sunday supper now.”  Jenny threw the utensils in the sink with a crash.  “I mean, why come before when yer pregnant.   Come now, after ye’ve lost the child.”  She turned on the water full force to rinse the dishes before loading the dishwasher.

“Jenny,” Ian admonished, “don’t judge.”

“Don’t judge?  Ian, listen to yerself.  She ran herself ragged!  And to what end?  Tell me!” Jenny spun around to face her husband.

And found Claire standing in the doorway to the kitchen.  

Monday afternoon Jenny presented herself at Jamie’s office with take away curry.  “Ye’ve fed me lunch every week for 20 weeks.  Figured it was time I returned the favour.”

Jamie flinched internally.  Twenty weeks.  “T’was not a favour, Janet.  Ye dinna need to do that.”  Jamie didn’t even lift his head from his desk to look at her.

Janet. Oh, yes, he was angry.  “So.  I’m Janet now, am I?  For how long?”  In true Fraser fashion she faced the conflict head on.

“Until I’m done being pissed at ye.”  Jamie set down his pencil, and leaned back in his big leather chair.  He shook his head, then raised his arm and waved her in.  She shut the door behind her.

“I’m sorry, Jamie.  Truly.”

“Dinna apologize to me, Janet.  Apologize to my wife.”  Jamie was not going to make this easy.  He loved his sister, but what she did was not easily forgiven.

“What even possessed ye?”  Jamie said, incredulous, as he made his way over to the conference table, hand outstretched for the bag of food.  

Jenny raised her chin.  “I was angry.  Angry at the situation, and if I’m honest, angry at Claire for going to France when ye didna want her to, for doing too much, and risking the baby.”

Jamie sighed, exasperated.  “I explained this to ye.  I told ye on the phone from Paris, and I told ye when we got back home here.  There was nothing anyone could do.  Not Claire.  Not a doctor. No one.  And frankly, Janet, thinking a weekly Sunday dinner would have made a difference is madness.”

“It’s not just ‘Sunday dinner’ Jamie.  It’s our family tradition!”  She sat down hard in her chair.

Jamie stopped unpacking the food and leveled a look at his sister.  “No, it’s yer tradition. Ye started it after Da died.  That was yer choice.  I came because I had nothing else to do.  And if ye remember, when Claire and I first got together, I missed a few dinners. So, whatever that was yesterday,” he waved his hand in the air, “that lashing out at Claire, it wasna fair.”  He walked over to his small refrigerator, and pulled out two waters.  

Jenny sat and absorbed what her brother just revealed.  The dinners were a means to an end.  She needed something to keep them together after yet another family death.  Jamie, and Ian needed to heal together after the accident. Somewhere along the way she’d lost sight of what she was actually trying to do.

“Maybe,” Jenny hesitated. “Maybe I just wanted her around more, to share pregnancy stories, and build a kinship with.  I never see her anymore.”  

“Ye’ve a funny way of building a kinship.”  Jamie pulled out his chair, and sat down.  “Would ye begrudge my wife her dream?  Hmmm?”  Jamie took a bite of his food.  

Jenny said nothing.  She poked around in her container for a moment.  Then, looked at her brother.

Jamie raised an eyebrow.  “What if it were wee Kitty, wantin’ to be a doctor? Would ye tell her no because it might take away from her family for a time? What if Maggie went back to school at the same time she was pregnant, wantin’ a career and a family?  Would ye turn yer venom on her?”

“Oh, don’t be dramatic, Jamie!  Venom, indeed.”

Jamie set down his fork, and wiped his mouth. He crossed his arms over his chest.

“Did ye ever think, Janet, that in all the ways it matters to a woman, ye’ve had it easier than she has?  Do ye ever think, period?”

“What does that mean?”  Jenny’s voice rose in indignation.

“Ye grew up on an estate, with parents who loved ye.  She lost her parents at five years old.  Dammit, she canna even remember her mother!”  He leaned forward to make his point, “Ye had siblings, she grew up alone.  Ye were given a place in the family business, and she’s still trying to find her place in the world.  Ye’ve had bairn after bairn, no problem at all.  And Claire and I,” he swallowed, hands braced on the edge of the table, “Claire and I canna manage to have one in our four years together.”

Jamie looked hard at his sister, voice controlled but quivering.  “I’ll never forget what Claire said after they took Faith away. She said, we didna just lose a child. We lost a lifetime with someone we’d never even met.”

Jenny reached across the table and laid a hand on her brother, squeezing his forearm.  

“I am sorry, Jamie.”  

Jamie covered his sister’s hand with his own.  “I keep tellin’ ye.  It’s no’ me ye need to apologize to.”

Claire walked out the front doors of the hospital hearing the swish of the large glass panes close behind her.  She heard a sharp whistle off to her left, and turned her head.

“Alec!”  She strode over to the black Range Rover happy to see the man who was both friend and protector.  He came around the back of the car, accepted her kiss on his cheek, and opened the back door for her.

“What’s this?” Claire asked.  “Where’s Jamie tonight?”  

Alec just inclined his head towards the interior of the vehicle.  Thinking Jamie was inside, Claire grinned and poked her head inside.

“Hello, Claire.”  


Claire cut her eyes to Alec.  He stood stoic, looking over her head. “Coward,” she whispered.

“Aye,” he whispered back.  

Claire shoved her bag at him, hard, making him grunt in the process, and climbed inside.

They tucked into a pizza, both using the distraction of food to break the tension.  Two pints later the surface chatter was abandoned.

Jenny took a long swallow of her beer, fortifying herself.  “I’m very sorry for what I said, Claire.  I didna mean a word of it.”  Jenny looked her sister-in-law in the eye, hoping Claire saw her sincerity.

Claire returned the solemn gaze.  “That’s the problem, Jenny.  I think you did.”

Jenny’s eyes glistened. It seemed she would have to open up to Claire as she did to Jamie.  She took a deep breath. “A small part of me blamed ye for the miscarriage.  When Jamie told me what happened I thought ye must have done something to bring it upon yerself.  Worked too hard, not thinking of the consequences.  And then I thought, if I had made ye come to Sunday suppers so I could get ye off yer feet a bit, it may have made a difference.”  

Claire sat still, hands in her lap, letting Jenny work through her feelings.  The noise of the pub surrounded them with soft chatter, the clink of glasses, knives and forks hitting plates.  If there was one thing Claire learned as a doctor, it was to listen to patients.  

“I think,” Jenny continued honestly, “I think a small part of me is wanting to replace what I lost.  A brother, mother, father.  I want a big family, and perhaps that’s why.  When Jamie married ye, I was thrilled to have a sister.”  She wiped at her nose.  “Never had one of those,” she chuckled.  She was relieved to see Claire’s small smile.  “And I know my brother wants bairns.  I want them for him.  And for you,” she added hastily.  “So. So when Faith was lost, I got angry. Angry at the both of ye, but maybe mostly angry at God for taking yet another one of my family members away.”  

Jenny wiped her eyes, and looked at the woman who was sister and friend to her. “But since my parents always told me it was a sin to be angry at God, I got angry at you instead.”

Claire reached across the table to took both of Jenny’s hands in her own, and squeezed them tightly.  

“I am very sorry for what I said, Claire.  I didna mean a word of it.”

“I accept your apology, Jenny.”  The women gazed at each other in silent understanding.  They, just like Ian and Jamie, would have each other’s backs from this point forward.  

“Now,” Claire said, letting go of Jenny and lifting her glass, “Let’s get drunk.”

He heard her well before she arrived at the door. He heard her stumble and the backpack skitter down the stairs. “Fuck!”  

He opened the door to their flat and peered over the banister.  She was trying to turn around to go back down.  

“Leave it, mo graidh!  I’ll get it.”  He stepped quickly down the stairs, passing his wife in the process.  “Christ, Sassenach, ye smell like a brewery.”  He grabbed the bag, then strode up the stairs and tucked an arm around Claire, leading her up to their flat.  “Had a good time wi’ Jenny, then?”

“Oh, aye,” Claire said.  Jamie laughed loudly.  Aye?  She was completely sozzled.

He escorted her slowly up the stairs, catching her every slip.  Claire kept up a slurring commentary of her and Jenny’s evening.  When he finally got her in the flat, she turned and wrapped her arms around his waist.  

“You’re half naked,” she said, eyes unfocused. She leaned forward and kissed the middle of his chest.

“I’m ready for bed, that’s why.”  He breathed deeply.  “And you,” he said, pushing her away from him, “need a shower.”

“Too tired.  Too drunk.”  She smiled up at him, “But maybe if you helped me?  Washed my back?”  

Jamie smiled.  Vixen.  “It’s not been six weeks yet, Claire.”  

He locked the door, flipped off the light switch, and bustled his wife off to the bathroom.

But only two more weeks to go.  Not that I’m counting.

Damn baby ~ Jack Maynard

Characters: Reader X Jack Maynard x Anna Maynard X Conor Maynard

Word Count: 1024

Summary: Your Anna’s friend and just turned eighteen. Jack whom you hadn’t seen for two years due to your move to the Caribbean, instantly falls for you. 

Requested: Yes, two requested combined

I’m sorry for not posting, school is a bore and my new job takes up most of the time. I hope you understand :( I had Its Been Years part four done but I have changed my mind on how to write seven times in two weeks, it WILL be up this weekened tho. I know I say i will post but seriously it will be up this weekend.


P.s I aslo found I am 1% of 7 billion people to have differnet coloured eyes, pretty fucking awesome if you asked me.

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“So you travel all the way to London, to and I quote ‘spend time with you’ but your leaving for a girly day with your friend?” Jack questioned his sister who was putting her shoes on. 

“Yes.” Anna huffed looking up at her two older brothers, “I haven’t seen her in two years and it was her birthday six months ago, I haven’t given her presents. She also moved her for uni last month and I haven’t had time to see her.”

“Do we know her?” Conor asked his eyes narrowed as Anna picked up her bag pack. 


“When did you know someone three years older than you?” Jack asked his eyebrows raised.

“She lived across the street from us.”

“Gappy Gabby?” 

“Gappy who? Look, I’m late you I’ll be back in like four hours and I’ll bring her back to the apartment okay? Okay, Bye!” Anna shouted running out of Jack’s apartment.

Conor turns his head towards Jack who was staring dumfounded at the door, “We just got played by our little sister.”

“We taught her well, Jack. We taught her well.”

Jack and Conor were playing Fifa when the door opened and loud laughter filled their ears. “Looks like we are meeting the new friend.” Jack commented waiting for Anna and her friend to walk through the door.

“-babe trust me; the boys are an A plus…” You spoke following her into a room which you guess was the living room. You felt yourself smirk seeing the Maynard brother you had been crushing on since you were kid, have in had an amazing glow up. “…but there was no Jack Maynard on the island.”

Conor and Jack froze in their seats for two different reasons.

For Conor, the girl he counted as his other little had returned back from moving to Caribbean. She had changed a lot and it scared him because if that happened to you in two years, what could happen to his little sister.

For Jack, however, well. The boy thought he had fallen in love. You weren’t chubby, the braces had disappeared, your skin was flawless with a gorgeous brown tan, your body was the perfect hourglass figure and your eyes shined bright.

He wanted you.

He watched as you smirked that gorgeous smirk before speaking, “Well, I was gone for two years and I don’t even get a hug? Shameful.”

Conor was the first to react jumping out his seat laughing, “Y/N it’s been too long!”

“Tell me about it. I missed my Maynard fam.” You pouted hugging the older Maynard, you noticed Jack looking at you in a dazed and mouthed ‘You the most’ with a wink.

Pulling back from your hug with Conor, you opened your arms ready for a hug with Mr. Jack Maynard. He was already stood up so he silently made his way other to you and pulled you into a hug, being the boy he is. He looked down towards your ass and noticed had big it had gotten, groaning he spoke aloud, “Damn baby, you got hot.”

Anna gasped as you pulled away with a confident look, “Thanks papi.”

Anna gasped again in horror and Conor laughed at his brothers face, which looked like he wanted to take you right there. “Can you two stop. I really don’t want my best friend and brother flirting.”

“Sorry babe.” You grinned throwing your arm around her shoulders, “You brother has always been hot as fuck but talk about glow up. Damn papi, you take a hot shot or something?”

Jack looked you up or down smirking, “Me? Baby I think you did. Look at you, you’re fucking gorgeous. ” He moved with his hand to your body.

“I prefer mami but thanks I know I am.” You smirked.

Conor laughed loudly, “I love this new Y/N.”

“I prefer the old one.” Anna grumbled jokingly making the three of you laugh.

Four months later….

“Take me here, right now.” Y/N smirked as she walked in on Jack shirtless doing push ups. Used to Y/N randomly walking into his apartment Jack looked up at her with a smirk before carrying on with his push ups. “Awh, you’re no fun.”

Jack laughed to himself not bothering to look up and pay the girl some attention started doing sit ups but it all stopped when he felt a weight on him stopping him from carrying on. Feeling his skin come in contact with skin leaving him with a burning sensation, he opened his eyes to see the girl that had been teasing him for months on end.

“Now that was rude.” Jack smirked, hands sitting comfortable on your waist. “I was trying to work out.”

“Baby you don’t need to work out, your one sexy motherfucker.” You smiled placing your hands on his chest. 

“I prefer papi but thanks I know I am.” 

You laughed loudly knowing he used the words you had said a couple of months ago, Jack looked up at you lovingly hearing your laugh.

God he loved that laugh.

You quieted down staring back into his eyes, you leaned forward so your nose was touching his. “When are you going to ask me Jack?”

“When am I going to ask you? Well I had this big date planned but since your so impatient.” Jack huffed, rolling his eyes jokingly he smiled. “Will you, Y/F/N, do me the honour of being my girlfriend?”

You laughed softly nodding your head, “Who would say no to a papi like you Maynard?”

Jack laughed before grabbing your face in his hands and crashing his lips into yours. Smiling through the kiss, you couldn’t think about how happy you are moving back to London. Feeling you smile, Jack smiled too knowing he was truly happy with you.

However, your little make out session came crashing down when to voices where heard through the apartment.

“WHOO, that’s my bro.”

“No. No, no. Y/N! Why! Why damn it!”

Laughing you carried on kissing Jack but both of your stuck you middle fingers in the air, to piss them off. It was silent for a while and both you and Jack thought they had left but…

“Okay but really cut it the fuck out, we brought pizza.”

Daryl Dixon x Reader - Take your time (SMUT) (Request)

Anon:- Hey, was wondering if you could please do a daryl and reader. daryl’s a virgin and has mega crush on reader
& reader has mega crush on daryl. she takes her chances with him for him to panic as its actually happening but
he cums prematurely & get crazy nervous cuz there clothes aren’t even off & when reader starts striping him of his jeans
& pants he just lets her as he’s to scared to tell her & freezes up
& when she notices she stops & asks if he’s okay & he just gives reader puppy eyes <3<3<3

WARNING: SMUT AND FLUFF (and virgin Daryl ♥)


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anonymous asked:

Can you write a scenario where Yoosung says cute things in his sleep about MC and she overhears it? You're blog is so good omg!

(´∀`)♡ I love Yoosung, so yes! (And thank you so much!!)

 You and Yoosung had very different schedules. Often when the two of you could finally see each  other, both of you were incredibly exhausted. Him from studying and LOLOL, and you from bouts of working while dealing with homework.

But the two of you were determined to make this work. School alone shouldn’t stand between the two of you, right? And more often than not the two of you got to see each other on lunch breaks.

Today, however, Yoosung couldn’t keep his eyes open. He crammed last minute for a test, opting to wake up early rather than to stop playing LOLOL the night before, and the product of that was him yawning constantly while trying to pay attention to every word you said.

Which…Kind of resulted in him cutely mumbling about things you said five minutes ago, mixed in with random words.

“Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. I had a customer who gave me a tip! Enough to buy an extra box of cereal. People are starting to be nicer to cashiers, lately!”

“Mmm, good, good.”

“Yoosung, are you sure you don’t need to rest-”

“Penguins like cereal, right mc?”

Alright, that was it. He was already leaning on your shoulder, eyes closed. He’s obviously in that weird, half asleep state. That one you had been in when you shamed yourself in your sociology class that one time…

Ignoring your past embarrassments, you slowly eased Yoosung off your shoulder, trying your best not to make him flop onto the bed. He did wake up a bit, trying to mumble a half-hearted argument that he could stay awake, but you pushed his shoulder down and hushed him.

“Yoosung, you really need to get your sleep, okay? I’ll be here.”

He frowned as you pulled the covers over him, lightly grasping your hand. 

“But it’s MC and me’s day.”

Ahh, your cheeks reddened. He still had his eyes closed, but he wasn’t fully asleep yet. A cute frown and stubborn look on his face as he sleepily searched for your other hand.

You slipped your fingers with his, giving his hands a little squeeze.

“But I’ll be fine. It’ll still be our day when you wake up, okay? You need to rest.”

“But MC is so pretty…Zen will take her if I don’t wake up.”

Oh my god. You wanted to keep this going as much as you could. You quickly switched to sit on your knees, folding your arms on the bed and resting your head on them.

“Will he, now?”

“Mhmmm,” Yoosung shifted, hugging the pillow closer to his chest. “I gotta…Save her.”

Save you from Zen, oh my god. The only saving you needed was being saved from his unrelentless posting of selfies.

“What are you going to do when you save her, Yoosung?”

“I”m gonna…Give her big kiss.” He squeezed he pillow tightly, snuggling his face into it. “Give her all kisses.”

“Just kisses?”


You covered your mouth, trying to contain your giggles. But, enough was enough. You tucked in the mumbling Yoosung, catching a few “So pretty,”’s as you did so.

How did you get so lucky?

  • me: *gets slightly cold*
  • me: My name is Zak Bagans. I’ve never believed in ghosts until I came face to face with one. So I set out on a quest to capture what I once saw onto video….With no big camera crews following us around, I am joined only by my fellow investigator Nick Groff and our equipment tech Aaron Goodwin. The three of us will travel to the some of most highly active paranormal locations, where we will spend an entire night, being locked down from dusk until dawn….Raw…Extreme…These are our Ghost Adventures.
BTS reaction: their girlfriend gets mad, because they don’t want to cuddle her.

minlii asked:

Hi^^ Can I request a BTS reaction to their girlfriend wanting to cuddle them but they’re tired and don’t want to. She then get hurt and they feel guilty so they end up cuddling her (or maybe not)? 


Originally posted by jinkookinlove

Jin would start feeling guilty the moment he says “no”. He would sigh to himself when he sees how angry he made you. He would give you space at first letting you cool off before making dinner for both of you. When he’s done cooking he would take the food to the couch where you were sitting setting it on the table and wrapping an arm around you.

“Jagi…Don’t be mad at me…I’m sorry! Here, now you eat your dinner and let me cuddle you!”


Originally posted by notjustaphase

You opened the door to Yoongi’s bedroom only to find him leaning over a notebook on his desk, furiously writing stuff down in it. 

“Yoongi, oppa come cuddle with me!” 

“Y/N, baby, I’m busy…”

You groaned in annoyance, shutting the door behind you and moving to the kitchen to make dinner for yourself. 

You were just done heating up your food in the microwave when you felt Yoongi’s arms wrap around your waist from behind you, and him burying his face in your neck. 

“I’m sorry for earlier, baby. But we can cuddle now…if you still want to.”


Originally posted by gotjhope

As soon as he realizes how mad he made you he would run after you and give you a big hug refusing to let you go for awhile. He would then take your hand get on his knees and being extremely over dramatic say:

“I’m so sorry for saying “no” jagiya! Please let me love you and cuddle you for the rest of my life! PLEASEEE!!!


Originally posted by ksjknj

Namjoon would feel extremely guilty for saying he can’t cuddle with you, because he was busy. He would try to go back to his work but the feeling of guilt would be so strong he wouldn’t be able to concentrate. After a few minutes of trying he would finally give up on whatever he’s working on and walk over to the living room where he finds you asleep on the couch with a movie playing on the TV. He would sit next to you and quietly and gently pull you into his lap. 

You opened your eyes slightly, becoming aware of Namjoon’s presence. “I love you oppa…”

He kissed your forehead and smiled, “I love you too jagi..”


Originally posted by minblush

When Jimin realizes that he made you mad by saying no to your request, he would decide to take the romantic approach to make you forgive him. He would disappear for a few hours without telling you where he’s going. Two hours later you would hear a knock on the door. When you open it Jimin would be standing outside with a giant teddy bear and a bouquet of flowers. 

He raised an eyebrow and smiled, “Do you still want to cuddle?” 

“Park Jimin!” You laughed, “You’re so cheesy and I hate you!!! But I love you so much!! And yes, I still want to cuddle!”


Originally posted by bwipsul

To be honest I don’t think Tae would ever say no to you wanting to cuddle him, just because I feel like he’s the type of person who absolutely loves cuddling and just hugs in general. But if it ever happens, he would be really frustrated with himself for making you mad. He would quietly come and sit next to you on the couch where you were sitting - still mad at him - and slowly start getting closer and closer to you and eventually wrapping his arm around you before pulling you into his lap and start kissing down your neck and playing with your hair, making you forget that you were mad at him in the first place. 


Originally posted by officialwookkibby

This boy would be so confused! He wouldn’t know what to say or what to do, it’s probably going to take him a long time to just realize why are you mad at him. He would probably ask one of his hyungs for advice, but if they’re not there to help he would mumble a simple apology before wrapping you in a tight hug.

“Hey, look baby…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say no, but I was just so tired and…I’m just very, very sorry okay?”

REQUESTS are still open!

anonymous asked:


this got long. oops?

Before Robert fully comes awake, thoughts of geez, you’re old bounce around his skull, and he groans, burying his face back in the pillow. 

There’s a soft chuckle to his left, and a hand slides into his hair, massaging his scalp gently. He can’t stop the smile from curving his lips, or his head from pushing up against talented fingers. 

“Don’t want to turn forty, huh?” A soft kiss is pressed to his temple in apology for the amused tone. 

Robert grunts, fingers sliding out from under the duvet to find Aaron’s chest. “S’not my birthday.”

“Sorry,” Aaron tells him, nose brushing against Robert’s hairline. “Kinda is.”

Shuffling until he can press his face into Aaron’s neck, he lets out a huff and a whine. He knows he’s being immature and childish, but forty is a big number and he absolutely does not want to think about it. 

Aaron laughs, Robert can feel the rumble underneath his cheek, and wraps an arm around Robert’s shoulders as he presses a kiss to his head. “Don’t be so dramatic.”

“You won’t be saying that when you turn forty,” Robert points out, turning to kiss Aaron’s jaw. “I’ll have to make sure you don’t freak out.”

The words settle about them like a promise, and Robert can’t believe how far they’ve come, how comfortable he is to think about Aaron being in his life forever

“Come on,” Aaron says, brushing a hand through Robert’s hair. “Let’s get up and get you out of the house before Liv wakes up.”

Robert forgot she was even home; she’s been interning at a studio in Leeds while she studies for her Masters in Architecture. She shines every time she shows him her drawings, and he knows enough to be impressed, though it’s mostly just pride whenever he talks about her. She popped down for a couple of days for his birthday. “She’ll be too hungover to make comments.”

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Mass Effect sentence starters: All the Whispers

based on (x)

  • “Just don’t make the mistake I did.”
  • “There’s always another mission. None of them are an excuse to make yourself an island.”
  • “I got a few scratches and dents. I hope they just give me character.”
  • “Confirmation that my father is working for (…).”
  • “Help us!”
  • “I know what you did.”
  • “I always have time for you.”
  • “It was nothing I couldn’t handle.”
  • “Are you here to kill me?”
  • “Somewhere deep in the fabric of reality, our actions are recorded and remembered.”
  • “Whatever you come up with, you can count me in.”
  • “It seems there will be no one to mourn me when I die.”
  • “You’re the only friend I’ve made in ten years.”
  • “…hell of a fight.”
  • “That won’t happen. I see you all when you get back.”
  • “I watched them die.”
  • “People could get hurt… even killed.”
  • “This war needs to be won.”
  • “My people have a saying - seek the enemy of your enemy, and you will find a friend.”
  • “Your courage for my people will be remembered.”
  • “You won’t be alone in your fight.”
  • “We do not wish you harm.”
  • “I’m willing to do what’s necessary.”
  • “I’ll march into whatever hell you want, but not with a fake smile on my face.”
  • “Nothing positive about grinning like an idiot.”
  • “Finish this… you promise me!”
  • “All I’ve ever done in my entire career is destroy the natural course of the universe.”
  • “If you are worthy of your command, prove your strength.”
  • “It’s so much easier to see the world in black and white; grey… I don’t know what to do with grey.”
  • “I have lived a full life… no regrets.”
  • “Good; get it out of the way so we can concentrate on being big goddamn heroes.”
  • “I’m sorry.”
  • “Good to have you here.”
  • “I beg you - do not do this. Please.”
  • “I know how this will end. But I will not back down - I can’t.” 
  • “Face me in single combat, (…).”
  • “Let me die with honour.”
  • “We can handle ourselves.”
  • “Go back and get (…). It’s the right choice and you know it.”
  • “I wanted you to have a normal life. Marriage, children… things I could never have.”
  • “It has reminded me of what is truly important. Why I swore I’d lay down my life.”
  • “Now go back and get (…), and get the hell out of here. You know it’s the right choice.”
  • “Some souls die in battle, some die in their sleep. And some die for no reason at all.”
  • “One day there will be payback for all that my people have suffered.”
  • “Under your leadership we can’t fail.”
  • “No point in hiding from it.”
  • “So much space. Walls of stone. It’s amazing. I wish my friends could see it. I wish (…) were here.”
  • “There is only one way to save (…).”
  • “I made the mistake of trusting you - believing you were my friend. I was a fool.”
  • “Well, looks like I was the only one to make it out alive.” 
  • “I just want to know - is the person I followed to hell and back still in there? Somewhere?”
  • “Do we deserve death?”
  • “I ask forgiveness.”
  • “Screw that - I can hold them off!”
  • “Everything my people will ever be depends on it.”
  • “I hear we have a galaxy to save.”
  • “I don’t have what you do. That fire that makes some willing to follow you into hell itself.”
  • “I understand. Good luck. I hope we’ll see each other again.”
  • “You just spared our race another genocide.”
  • “You’re picking that thing over us?”
  • “I’m still human. I make mistakes like everyone else.”
  • “You are a great protector. But some things are beyond even you.”
  • “It’s a hell of a job, isn’t it? Being the good guys.”
  • “Someone else might have gotten it wrong.”
Big Spoon

Request: Can you do a ross butler imagine where he meets his girlfriend family but you don’t have to write that situation just later on when it’s night time and everybody goes off to sleep and him and her are in her old room and he’s stressed-out/appointment bc he feels her fan didn’t like so she like comforts him and hold him, she being the big spoon for the first time and they just fall asleep? Sorry this is so weird oh my gosh

Requested by: anonymous.

Pairing: Ross x Reader

Warnings: none.

Originally posted by riverdalesource

You laughed, opening the door to your room with Ross trailing behind you. After months of dating, he finally met your parents and you were so happy. You thought the night had gone wonderful, and walking into your room you bid your mother goodnight (you were staying the night) and shut the door.

Immediately, despite the smile that been on your face when with your parents, you frowned and turned to Ross. He looked sullen, as he saw on your bed with a sigh. Shaking your head, you frowned further and narrowed your eyes. “What’s the matter?”

His sad eyes turned to you and you narrowed your eyes concerned. He sighed; “your parent’s me.” You gasped, shocked that he could think that. You’d thought the night had gone great and couldn’t understand why he’d think that. Shaking your head, you walked towards him, straddling him and grabbed his face so he was looking directly at you.

“Why would you think that?” You asked softly.

He sighed again, placing his hands on your hips tiredly. “I don’t know.”

“Then there’s nothing to worry about. My parents love you and I would know, i’ve known them all my life.” You smiled cheekily, making him laugh slightly and you grinned proud. Getting up off his lap, you grabbed his hand pulling him up and pulling him down to lay on the bed with you.

“Cuddle with me.” He nodded, and laying him down first, you cuddled him. Strangely acting like the big spoon, “what are you doing?” He asked, laughing softly as your small body tried to wrap around his much larger one.

“Being the big spoon.”

Partner -Stiles Stilinski Police AU

Originally posted by allpeopleareincredible

Summary: A murder in town causes Y/N to tell Stiles a secret, while he tries to tell her about his feelings for her.

Pairing: Female reader x Stiles Stilinski

Word Count: 1,293

Warnings: Death, sadness

A/N: I rewatched the first episodes of Chicago P.D and got inspired.

“Put your hands in the air” you ordered, pointing her gun at the man. He slowly obeyed and you were quick to put the handcuffs on him.

“Nice job” Stiles smiled at you, putting away his weapon. 

“Thanks partner.” you smiled back, before the two of you brought the man to the car. 

“I’m hungry, are you up for breakfast?” you questioned while you placed yourself in front of the wheel. 


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How you cuddle

Hi guys how are you? I really needed to get this out of my system so……sorry?

How he…….. Cuddles!


Being the big ol’ warm nord he is, he loves to cuddle you. And you love to cuddle him. Often in the morning when the fire burns low he will pull you onto his lap and wrap his arms around you with a cheeky grin. You often hold onto him just as tightly. For even a nord he gives off heat like a furnace.


For someone so straight faced he often holds you close after executions and other stressful times. You often are the one holding him, comforting him. But there are times where he will gently take you into his arms and bury his face into your neck. It is his stress relief often.


Often Vilkas can be quite stern and cold. Even with you his love. Since neither of you are comfortable with sharing much of a bed yet there isn’t much opportunity to cuddle. But sometimes you will wake up to Vilkas walking in deep in the night and sitting down next to you and hesitantly (and often awkwardly) moving from holding your hand, to hugging your arm, to eventually having you wake up in the morning with him holding you close on your own bed. Him lightly dozing for just a moment.


Farkas, being as strong and big as he was. Was terrified of ever hurting you. He often only hugged you very lightly and held your hand gently. But you eventually convinced him that you were ok with more than side hugs. And he would smile and flop onto a seat and hug you to his chest. Silent and content with running his hands through your sweet smelling hair. (though he wouldn’t tell you that he sniffed your perfumes when you were away and he missed your scent))


Marcurio was very clingy when cuddling. Going as far as wrapping his arms and legs around you and refusing to let you go like a small child. You found that both cute, and annoying. Especially when you had to pee. “Marcurio….its nine o'clock…. I need to get up”
And your loving, endearing, argumentative wizard only gets worse from here.


He tried to steel himself against your affections. Often thinking himself too cool or too grown up for cuddles with his love. No matter how beautiful or warm or soft she was…often when he thought about it…his resolve melted away. Eventually when he gave in he would pull you to your cot and lay you a crossed his lap. Rubbing circles into your back. Trying to act tough and ignore the others snickers. Much to your amusement.


It was often hard to pull him away from his studies. But when you did, he would enthusiastically curl up and put his head in your lap with a purr. Often he would play with one of your hands while you stroked his fur with the other. But there are times that cuddling turned to a growl. Perhaps he doesn’t like you stroking his ears like a housecat…much to your surprise.

anonymous asked:

They should know he's a guy by now but anyways how are u doing today ?

// Well between dealing with a handful of people stealing, tracing, and otherwise reposting my art, telling me I’m wrong for politely calling them out and handling it like an adult in DMs, trying to help handle the #savebendy bullshit, people ripping off my designs for Lendy & Acute & Alice, having my characters misgendered repeatedly after already making a post on the matter, being insulted directly to my face on a handful of servers, handling some personal drama, and generally feeling alone in groups of people (not their fault) I’ve been… okay. Mostly just extremely tired and admittedly a bit pissy. I haven’t hardly eaten this week and today I can’t stop so if I don’t post a lot its because I’ve made myself sick, sorry in advance.

anonymous asked:

The band dating an S/O who is a famous rapper? Sorry for being so specific! Thank you!

I’ve… never received a request before???? This is awesome!! Thanks, anon! Just a reminder that everyone is free to do this whenever they like! That’s what this blog is for, after all. 


-His face lights up when you rap some intense lyrics during a jam session

-Literally hollers when you finish, which is a big thing considering his quiet nature

-Wraps his arms around your shoulders and says “The world deserves to hear that.” 

-Spends weeks with you coming up with a whole tracklist of songs, which he helps you write and compose 

-they’re fucking fIRE 

-sends it to his producers anonymously, because he doesnt want to use his reputation to get you extra credit with the industry because he knows the quality of your music is enough 

-when you’re signed to his label, he throws a huge party for you. 

-always telling you how proud he is and always offers to help with new tracks. very supportive and always, ALWAYS watches your live performances. Even when he has other commitments and can’t be there in person, he’ll watch a stream or get someone on the crew to record it just for him

-so chill on the outside, but always has this dumbass grin on his face when you perform he loves you so much hes so proud 


-W H AT 

-when you start rapping to her strumming a rif on her guitar, she stops playing to just stare at you for a moment 

-then a grin cracks her face and she just beams at you, and keeps playing 

-you two spend hours jamming together, coming up with new songs and shes blown away by every one 

-when she asks why you never told her about your talent and tell her that you thought you weren’t good enough to show anyone, she gets upset

-shes like “did someone tell you that you were not good? They’re very very wrong, you should be incredibly proud.”

-always compliments you when you spit a new verse 

-offers to introduce you to some people in the industry, but when you say no she understands and supports you in whatever way you’re most comfortable with 

-until you’re ready, you both have frequent musical sessions together. 

-hides her blush under her bangs when you rap a verse about her aw

-when your’re ready and your music gets big, you start touring. she’s the nerd that takes huge posters to the concerts. 

-always front row. will kill a man to get to front row

-when you’re apart for long periods of time, you skype call to have jam sessions together 

-she sometimes falls asleep in a call while you’re composing new lyrics and they often end up being about her whoops 

-owns every piece of your merch possible 


-no words come out of his mouth for a solid thirty seconds

-oh shit 

-hes just staring at you, bass in hand

-puts down his bass

-grabs your hand 

-oh shit he seems pissed oh shit oh shIT

-pulls you against him, hands against your waist

-leans in close 

-”if i had known your mouth were that talented, I would have put it to much better use a long time ago” 

-jesus fucking christ

-takes you to the car and fastens your seat belt for you (sneaks a little peck on your cheek he’s a sweetie ok)

-”where are we going?” 

-he doesn’t reply wtf 

-takes you to the best agent he knows 

-”don’t be a sod, sign them right now or you’re gonna be kicking yourself for the rest of your life”

-murdoC NO

-you’re a huge hit immediately, and you’re grateful to him for taking you to that agent, but he always says that you would have gotten to that same point eventually without him 

-believes in you sO HARD 

-he’s always side stage at your concerts with arms folded and a smug grin on his face 

-constantly says “that’s my s/o” and will find any excuse to do so 

-when paparazzi start following you around, he’s exceptional at dealing with them so he’s always with you when you go out in public 

-before your first concert, when you were incredibly nervous, he gave you his favourite pick and told you that it’s good luck. 

-you take that pick on stage every single show 


-he hears you rapping in the shower

-it takes him a second to process 

-”that sounds like…”



-”IS THAT YOU?!?!?!”



-commence stare sequence

-the bathroom is getting steamy 


-before you can even open your mouth to say anything, he rushes over to you and steps under the rushing water to pull you into his arms

-he’s hugging you so tight 

-”That was amazing. I’m so proud of you.”

-aw, ‘D

-when he pulls away he gives you a quick kiss and smiles at you 

-hes soaked now what an idiot 

-sets up an extra mic in his studio for you 

-you’d had some low key albums released prior to meeting 2D, but they’d never gotten huge. you had a minor fanbase, but when you and stu had started dating you agreed to put work aside for the most part

-then he listened to your album on the down low and spread it like wiLDFIRE

-holy shit where did all these sales come from

-he’s so fuckin happy for you

-asks for your autograph at the most inconvenient times 

-keeps a stash of things with your autograph on them because he likes the way it looks

-whenever you rap the goofiest smile crawls across his face 

-what a dork 

 I hope this is okay!!

Bad Day

Description: A bad day at work throws you into a sobbing mess. Rafael immediately jumps in to help. ••••••••••••••

The last thing you ever wanted to do was add on to Rafael’s ever-building pile of stress.

Between back-to-back cases, basically running on coffee, and dealing with annoying witnesses–yeah, he had enough on his plate.

It had just been an awful day to say the least. It was bad from clocking in to work, to clocking out.

You finally broke down on the way home. You sobbed the entire way. It was already late at night.

It was one of the rare days where Rafael actually beat you home by a solid hour and a half.

He didn’t think much of it. He knew sometimes you got caught up at work just like he did.

You slowly turned your key in the door. You were going to be as quiet as possible and try not to draw attention to yourself.

You had successfully wiped all of your tears away and the redness from your eyes had faded.

You placed your keys on the table by the door and removed your shoes from your aching feet.

Rafael was in the dimly lit living room. He was tired as always. He smiled at the sight of you. You mustered the best smile you could offer. You were drained and just upset.

You entered the kitchen that was connected to the living room. You hoped Rafael would just want to go to sleep.

After plucking a water bottle from the refrigerator, you leaned forward on the counter.

Your awful, horrible day kept replaying over and over. You sipped the cold water slowly. Letting it chill you to the core.

Rafael’s footsteps were heavy behind you. His arms slid around your waist warmly and he spoke softly in your ear.

“Evening, cariño.” He said sleepily.

“Hi.” You said as cheerily as possible but it came out more of a crack.

Rafael spun you around slowly. He knew you loved it. He didn’t something unexpected, however.

His hands landed on your hips and he picked you up. He set you on the counter and stepped between your legs.

In this moment, you just wanted Rafael to hold you. He was all you wanted.

“You know, I can tell when you’re upset. Where’s my beautiful girl?” He asked with his lips barely touching yours.

Once he leaned forward to fully kiss you, your crying threatened to continue. Rafael’s love for you just made you want to tell him everything. But you were guilty for wanting for rant to him.

Your lips trembled against his and he felt it. He pulled away and looked like he was about to cry himself. His worry grew immediately;

“Cariño…” He said in a surprised, higher tone.

The tears streamed your face uncontrollably. You cried as hard as before and buried your face in his shirt.

It felt like the weight of the entire world was on you in this moment. Rafael’s arms wrapped around you and picked you up from the counter.

You continued to cry softly as you wrapped his legs around his waist. He carried you to the bedroom silently. He knew you wouldn’t want to talk yet.

He sat on the bed with you straddling him and crying in his arms.

Rafael was your comfort. You were so in love with him. He was so in love with you. That was enough to calm you down.

Once your cries had softened to sniffles, Rafael spoke;

”(Y/N)…talk to me. What’s the matter, cariño?“

You refused to lift your head from his shirt. You knew seeing his beautiful green eyes soften at your tears would make you cry even harder.

"Today has been the worst day of my life, Rafael. Absolutely the worst.” You said sadly.

Against your will, Rafael slowly lifted your head so your eyes could meet. More tears streamed your face as your face crumbled.

Rafael’s heart was breaking at the sight of you being so torn up.

“Mi amor, you know you are the most beautiful girl in my life. You have the purest heart, I love you. Don’t let a bad day ruin your spirit.” Rafael spoke.

You were feeling silly for making such a big deal about it. And feeling guilty for adding on to his pile of stress.

"I’m sorry, Rafael. I know you have so many things going on right now, this is the last thing you need.” You apologized as he wiped your tears.

His voice was gentle and cautious to not upset you any further;

“You know I always want to help you. I’ll always listen to you when you need me to. I’m so in love with you, (y/n).” He said putting his hands on your thighs.

Your guilt did subside a little. You leaned forward to kiss him softly, but he pulled you from his lap to his side.

He snuggled you tightly and wrapped you in a blanket.

He spent the rest of that night littering you with kisses and talking quietly about anything to keep your mind off of your day.

You grew sleepier and sleepier in his comforting arms. Your eyes fluttered open and shut as you drifted off.

Once he noticed your sleepiness, he whispered;

"Go to sleep, mi amor.” He said stroking your hair.

You fell asleep shortly after, feeling better than before. You knew Rafael loved you. And you loved him.

Ridiculous Reveals

The Miraculous Ladybug fandom has had so many great possible identity reveals, but have you considered:

  • Oops, I tripped and my miraculous fell off (like the freezer scene from Lady Wifi). …And I didn’t have time to get fully dressed before the akuma attack. Well, this is awkward.

  • I accidentally messed up your hair with chewing gum/a freak scissors accident in class today and I am so sorry, but in my defense I also was not expecting you to also be my superhero partner…I am awkward. Sorry. How do I bring up this secret identity thing without you hating me?

  • While we were being superheroes and saving the day, I got a parking ticket/my car got towed and I noticed before we changed back and made a big deal about it. Apparently I was your ride here.

  • That’s my phone number on your face…apparently that was a permanent marker. Sorry.

  • Ladybug agrees to reveal her identity to Chat Noir, but is nervous about it, so she tries to make a game out of it, telling him that’s she’ll only reveal her identity  if he wears Ladybug merch and ONLY Ladybug merch for a whole week. She even gives him a “Ladybug is the Best” pin to wear. When Adrien shows up in class decked out in ladybug clothing, Marinette is shocked. But she gets over it quickly proceeding to snicker at Adrien for the rest of the class. The next day Marinette comes to school in a Chat Noir costume and stops in front of Adrien’s desk. He’s still wearing his Ladybug clothing and when he looks up at her, she smirks and whispers “Hey Bugaboo. 6 days to go.” Then winks. Adrien spends the rest of the class period losing his mind, while Mari keeps making cat puns just to mess with him.

  • Apparently, I just spent thirty minutes ranting about you to your face until you couldn’t take it anymore and revealed yourself. 

  • You went into the wrong bathroom/locker room to change into your superhero persona.

  • I recently told your superhero/civilian self I just wanted to be friends, but only because I have a massive crush on you, not because I wasn’t attracted to the other version of you. I swear that logic made sense yesterday.

  • You have some really bizarre talent/knowledge that no-one else would ever conceivably have and you’ve told me about it in both your civilian and superhero form. It must be you. Why do you like this weird thing so much? 

  • I accidentally gave you something that you were horribly allergic too and it was awful, you had to inject an EpiPen and go to the hospital to get checked out. I felt so bad. So, my superhero/civilian pal, would you like these leftovers because I can’t give them to my crush? Why are you making that face? My cooking/baking’s not that bad is it?
EXID Reaction: To you being in a rookie group and meeting them for the first time

EXID Prompt: Exid reaction to you being in a rookie group and being a big fan of exid and meeting them for the first time pls <3 I loved your reaction of them as parents!!!! Sorry about my English!! Love you!!      

Originally posted by levators


Solji pretty much acts like your mother. She’s practically designated you as her daughter because she really appreciates your support to her group, and now she wants to support you back. She came up to you with a signed EXID album and laughed when you almost fainted.

Originally posted by levators


LE is a little bit of an awkward bean. She has a natural ‘resting bitch face’ so she was surprised when you had approached her first. You had formally greeted her and used proper formalities so she happily brought you over to the other members, announcing that you were a new rookie group.

Originally posted by heseol


Hani thought you were so cute, she is the type of person to squish your cheeks, and that’s exactly what she did when she wandered up to you after a music show. She praised you for your debut song and wanted you to meet all of her idol friends. She later found out that you were a big fan of EXID, and teased you the next time you met.

Originally posted by chunghas


Doesn’t really know how to act around you. You’re a rookie so she understands that you may have some naivety about you and doesn’t want to put you off. She’ll probably just play around with you, making funny faces and jokes to make you laugh.

Originally posted by levators


Junghwa was introduced to you through a variety show, where they made you openly admit that you were a huge fan of EXID, even showing photos of your physical albums. You were so embarrassed at the time and Junghwa just laughed it off. After the show, she came up to you to say hi, and soon befriended you and teased you when she introduced you to the other members.