sorry it took so long bae

kapower  asked:

I'm a slut for your writing so how about like a progession from 52,73,151, to 184? If not, any of the above would be adorbs in your writing bae😙💕

Thunderstorm Revelations

Pairing; Nalu

Word Count; 2417

A/N; BAE I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG OMFG. But thanks for the prompt!! <3

52: “ Can we cuddle? ”

73: “ Oh, Are you ticklish? ”

151: “ I can’t feel my legs! ”

184: “ Can I touch you? ”

Natsu sat in the center of the sofa, one of Lucy’s books perched on his knee as he flipped through it absentmindedly. Lucy was always weird about him reading her stuff, and so he tried to wait until at least the third draft before sneaking a look at it. Lucy had been in a rut, however, and so Natsu was forced to reread her previous chapters to fend off his boredom.

Magnolia was all but shut down under the heavy thunderstorm outside, Lucy and Natsu trapped in her apartment on Strawberry Street as it had been closer than the guild. She had sent a lacrima message to the guild, letting everyone know her and Natsu were safe but wouldn’t be going to the guild that day. Happy had been especially upset, needing to be talked down from flying through the storm by Lucy. Natsu had been forced to bribe the exceed with the promise of all of Natsu’s catch next time they went fishing.

Natsu sighed loudly, leaning his head against the back of Lucy’s sofa and closing his eyes. She had been drying off for forever, and Natsu didn’t understand why he couldn’t have just dried her off himself. Lucy was so weird she had squawked and turned bright red at his offer, and now she was wasting time drying her hair when they could be playing cards.

A loud boom outside caught Natsu’s attention, the thunder harsh and sudden when he wasn’t watching the flashes of lighting outside the window. The lights flickered overhead, Natsu mentally threatening them if they went out. Lucy got all antsy in the dark with him, which bothered Natsu. She knew he would never try anything, didn’t she?

Besides, it wasn’t like Lucy was even aware of how Natsu felt.

Natsu cocked his head, tracking the soft padding of Lucy’s socked feet walking towards him.

Another crack of thunder rang in the sky, and Natsu opened his eyes with a frown when he sensed Lucy tense beside him. She looked pale, half dried hair thrown in a messy braid and large shirt trailing to her mid thigh.

“Can we cuddle?” Lucy asked, voice timid as she looked at her hands clasped in front of her. Natsu opened his mouth to ask her why she wanted to cuddle when a third boom shook the small apartment, Lucy flinching and curling into herself at the noise.

“Course, weirdo.” Natsu said instead, grinning at her easily. She smiled at him, shy and thankful in response as she slipped onto the couch beside him. Natsu shifted them around, his back now tucked into the corner of the couch and Lucy curled under his arm. She squeaked and pressed into his side firmly when the power shut off, the room falling into pitch blackness while the sky roared.

Natsu ran a comforting hand over Lucy’s back, soothing her small shakes as he tried to think. It had never occurred to Natsu that Lucy might be afraid of thunderstorms, and frankly he didn’t know what to say.

“You, er, alright, Luce?” Natsu asked, watching her face in the dark. The pale light coming from the window behind them was all Natsu needed to easily see in the room, but obviously from the unfocused expression she wore it wasn’t enough for Lucy.

“I’m fine Natsu. Just… don’t like thunder.” Lucy tried to brush off, but another loud crack of thunder sent her head burrowing into Natsu’s chest in fear.

“I think it’s more than a little dislike there, Luce.” Natsu commented dryly, tightening his arm around her and pulling her closer as he spoke.

“Oh shut up.” Lucy exhaled, hand relaxing as she bickered with Natsu. He grinned to himself, proud his plan had worked. He tensed as he sensed the change in the atmosphere, squeezing Lucy tight as a flash of lightning lit up the room, quickly followed by the booming thunder. Natsu looked over her face, tracing the tired pinching and tenseness she held on her face, thinking she was concealed by the dark.

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Rex: I never actually got to hear your laugh before, it’s actually kind of cute.
Alright so like- rex and maddy were hanging out talking and maddy says she never went out to have fun in the park

So then rex had an idea to spend time on teaching her how to ride a skateboard.

When madison finally learns at the park, she starts to enjoy it.

Madison never had this much fun in a long time and had a weird feeling

Then she bumps into rex and they fall down like a bunch of dorks and madison starts laughing, where it leads to this scene. (Sorry for making this long aaa)


soeey i took a while to answer but i wanted to draw something back jhdgakfhd

ask-gryffindor-jin  asked:

Jiminie~~ was it you or jungkook who made the first move?? What is your favorite thing about each other? 😙😙💖

JM: well…about that…uh

JM: Basically he made the first physical move and I made the actual confession but uh yeah




anonymous asked:

i pretty much love every character a lot but keith is by far #1 bae

yes! I love keith too!! i asked because I wanted to draw for you and then uni work load got crazy but I finally had some free time tonight! so here is keith wearing vintage keith outfit! 

The Light

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader.

Warnings: I don’t know, kinda sad, little comfort… You’ve been warned. Runaway Loki is my bae.

@highchu​  May I request Loki x reader oneshot based on “The Light” by Disturbed? Ps! Luv your writing 😙😙😙😙😙

@orangepenguin5 @shelvesandwhelves @john-benderr@muffinz323@justcallmecinammon@sexyvixen7@that1awkwardfangirl@sammiesamness@shamvictoria11​ @highchu

A/N: God, it took me so long to get this done, I can’t even begin to say how sorry I am.

When you think all is forsaken,
Listen to me now

Loki observed his surroundings with the guile of a gazelle. In the time he had been wandering around the dullest corners and alleys that the galaxy had to offer he had increased his sense of attention and his furtiveness. He was no longer recognized as one of the sons of Odin, and he no longer felt like one; he had never been one after all. He decided to embrace his trickery and the ice that came with his frost giant heritage and blend it into his new self. His runaway self.

His royal green and golden drapes were replaced by whatever he could find in his way, but he always kept his beloved dagger close to him. It reminded him that even though he seemed to have lost himself in a world that was too big for him, there was still something from Asgard in him: Frigga. The only person who was able to love him unconditionally no matter who he was on the inside. He would never forget her, and he kept the hope that she wouldn’t either.

He saw a ship, a terribly built ship, and saw someone inside. It looked like someone who had weapons; the kind of weapons who could help him get some more resources to live a normal life somewhere in the vast galaxy. No more charity, no more tricking for his own good. Just the life of someone who decided to abandon everything he knew to become somebody else.

(Y/N) cleaned her personal arsenal inside her makeshift ship. It was another rough day of being on her own; not that she wanted someone to keep her company, but she was definitely tired of the figure that had been staring at her for only god knows how long. Perhaps he wanted her ship, or perhaps he had seen she had weapons. Either way, the stranger was not aware that (Y/N) already knew she was being watched.

She left a weapon that could trick anyone, but that in reality it didn’t work, very near the entrance of the ship and walked inside, holding her sword and gun tightly. It didn’t take him long to put one foot on the ship.

“Another step further and you’re a dead man” (Y/N) held up her gun, while in her face a smirk grew wider. “Who are you and what do you want” she demanded.

“That’s something you’re not worthy enough to know” the stranger held up the gun that lied in front of him. His way of speaking was not the same as hers. It had a slight royal tint to it, as if this man wasn’t a regular one, “give me the ship and your pretty face won’t get hurt”

“Don’t worry about my face” (Y/N) giggled, “worry about your life instead”. She narrowed her eyes because that face was known to her. She went through her memories in a split second but he couldn’t place that face, those green eyes or those perfectly sculpted features anywhere in her memory. She stepped closer, not loosening her grip on her gun. “You’re gonna leave that weapon on the floor and you’re gonna leave in silence; you won’t tell anyone you just saw me”

You need never feel broken again

And as time went by, (Y/N) grew fonder of her companion. He wasn’t the man he seemed to be at first; not at all. He was kind, he was sweet and he had the purest heart she had ever seen in a lifetime. But there was still something about him that was rather mysterious; as if he was not telling the truth about himself.

“I don’t mean to question whatever you do” (Y/N) started as she stretched herself after some long hours of driving the ship. They had got to a safe spot of land just recently, “but I do feel the necessity of asking you… Is Ragnar your real name?” she turned to him, “you don’t need to answer if-”

“Well, I have lied” he smiled, “I suppose you’re smarter than the average person”

“Thanks?” she furrowed her brows in a puzzled expression, “and what is that supposed to mean?”

“Dearest (Y/N), if I tell you this, promise me you’ll tell me the truth about yourself too?” she nodded nervously; she hadn’t been honest either, and what she kept so secretly was something that it wasn’t very easy to understand, especially for men. “Well, my name is actually Loki, I am one of Odin’s son. Or was” and then it hit her. “And I’m guessing you are quite surprised”

“Yes, but it’s not what you think” she replied coldly, “I am indeed (Y/N), and I was indeed born in Vanaheim” she calmly spoke, noticing how her previous words came out harsh. “And I am also part of the nobility of my realm.”

“How come I’ve never heard of you?” Loki was the confused now.

“You have. You just don’t remember” she shrugged and headed to a small pond that seemed like a good place to gather water from, but instead she sat on the almost inexistent shore and crossed her legs, resting her elbows on her knees and her head on her hands. She sighed heavily as the memory of what she thought buried came back around.

Loki followed her immediately and sat next to her. He sat with his legs to the front and his hands were supporting him just behind him. He hesitated if to say something; (Y/N) seemed pretty affected and so he decided to make her some silent company. Whenever the two of them ran out of things to say, or just for the sake of avoiding an uncomfortable topic, their silence company was more than enough to calm the waters; Loki hoped with his heart that this was another of those occasions.

“I am the youngest of 9 daughters, but I was the first in line of succession” she confessed, Loki turned his head to look at her again, but she wasn’t looking at him; instead she focused in a distant point on the other side of the pond. “I was- I am” she corrected, “the only legitimate daughter of the king, and for that reason I needed to get married. He put me as a prize that no one wanted to claim. I was a disgrace, and so now he put a price on my head for bringing me back to the kingdom”

“And you say we already knew each other?”

“Yes, and what’s not surprising, you and your brother were the most adequate husbands, but he went missing” she bit her bottom lip still keeping her eyes fixed to the front, “and soon enough, so did you” (Y/N) took a deep breath and carried on, “As I couldn’t get married I ran away, not like I wanted to get married, but at least one of the princes of Asgard weren’t as bad as it sounded… I would have…”          

Sometimes darkness can show you the light.

The two runaways stayed in silence after (Y/N)’s confession. Loki was speechless, he had no memory at all of an arranged marriage, or even a possible fiancée; he wished he could, to comfort her in some way. But then again, the silence surrounded them.

“I found you in a very odd moment of my life, and I swear I wouldn’t have it any other way”(Y/N) sighed and leaned her head on Loki’s shoulder. “All that we’ve been through is in the past now” Loki agreed in silence, feeling a slight smile drew on his lips. “Thank you”.

Loki crossed his arm behind (Y/N)’s back and held her closely, “No, thank you”


I tried to upload those videos on Youtube but YG was quite to block them every f*cking time. So the only option I found was Google Drive, I hope it will be ok.
I’m really sorry for the shitty subtitles (they don’t stay long enough sometimes ughh -.-’). I really did my best, enjoy guys :s

G DRAGON  ///  T.O.P  ///  TAEYANG  ///  DAESUNG  ///  SEUNGRI



Rules: Tag the followers that you want to know better!

Tagged by: @scarletrupee​ (Sorry it took me so long just got WiFi again)

Name: Alex

Nickname: Zikau, Ghirahim, Ghiraboy, Heem, (various)

Gender: Male

Star sign: Gemini

Height: 5′5″

Sexual orientation: Gray Asexual, Panromantic

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw (Slytherin was a close second)

Favorite color: Azure

Favorite animal: Cats and dogs tbqh. Boring but true.

Average hours of sleep: 7-8, less if I stayed up late

Cat or dog person: Por que no las dos

Favorite fictional characters: Ghirahim and Albedo Piazzolla

Favorite singer/band: Lately? 11 Acorn Lane

Dream trip: Japan with the bae

Dream job: ….Author? Idk if I even have one

When was this blog created: 2011

Current number of followers: 1,617

When did your blog reach its peak: 2012 lmao

Tagging: I have a cold so if you are reading this you are tagged I’m too lazy to think of people

hello!! i recently hit one thousand followers and i’m very excited even tho i really do not deserve it but i figured i’d do a follow forever in celebration to mention all the lovely people here! thank u all so much for being so wonderful!!!

mutuals are italicised and favourites bolded!


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Untangle Me

Untangle Me| Bang Minsoo/C.A.P


A/N: Sorry it took so long! I’m slowly making my way through the requests I’ve received. Here you go, @minos-bae

“Oh for the love of-“

“Calm down, Y/N. It’s not that bad.”

“Not that bad? It’s embarrassing! This sucks, I always try to be careful.”

Minsoo chuckled and just held to tighter to his chest. You squirmed as you tried to hide your blushing face with your hands. This whole situation was just too awkward for you. You always tried your best to keep your mouth shut when hugging Minsoo. Mostly because you had a habit of burying your face in his chest when you hugged him. He always smelt so nice and you just felt really safe in his arms. If your mouth was shut you could avoid the humiliating experience of getting your braces caught in his clothes. But, it had happened. And now you could never hug Minsoo again. You would always be afraid of the worst.

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crewmantarses  asked:

okay but Bones getting drunk and describing Spocks peen as various green veggies tho. "But Spock, it looks like a Radioactive Broccoli" / "Hey Spock, did u know ur dick looks like a stalk of celery!" "yes doctor, this is the 8th time you have informed me that my appendage looks like that particular earth vegetable" "good, cuz it does Spocko, Spocko the Celery Dick"

Alright, the bridge crew doing pictionary and Bones in his drunken state decides to try and draw Spock’s dick. He does a squiggly line. The crowd is silent. He finds a green marker and does a squiggly line. Silence. He draws some broccoli. 

“What the fuck…” Jim murmurs. 

He draws a carrot and circles the broccoli. 

“Veggie patch,” Scotty calls out. Bones shakes his head. He draws a celery. 

“Is that celery?” Jim asks. 

Spock groans. 

“Is celery a vegetable?” Jim asks. 

“Yes, but he is not drawing vegetables,” Spock says.

Bones points at him excitedly. “Out with it, Spock, if you know what he’s doing,” Jim demands.

Spock sighed. Spock glanced longingly at the exit. Spock sighed again. “A Vulcan penis,” Spock said, utterly fed up. 

“YES!” Bones yelled.

I Was Here First (Loki x Reader x Thor)

Originally posted by forgottenghosty

(Gif credit to owner)

Fandom: Marvel

Characters: Thor and Loki

Persona: Female

Word Count: 765

Request: Can I get a Loki x reader x Thor is that possible idk any plot fam v sorry TBH I live for jealousy fics so maybe jealously involved sorry I am trash 

A/N - For my bae @floating-balloon, sorry it took so long much love <3

Loki was minding his own business as always, he was too busy focusing on his next scheme or what book to read when his attention was pulled away from his thoughts by a loud cry of anger coming from the common room. Moving stealthily he appeared by the doorway and took a peak around the door, as soon as he saw you, alone, he made his presence known.

“Greetings (Y/N), what seems to be troubling you?”, he asked walking over to you with a smile. You looked up at the god and gave him a tired smile in response, “My hair is annoying me, it keeps getting in my face”. Loki’s smile turned into a smirk, “I believe I have a solution my darling”, but before he could tell you, his brother Thor appeared.

“Lady (Y/N)! There you are!”, he greeted you with a thunderous grin which soon turned sour upon seeing his younger brother who also happened to be his current love rival, “Loki”. 

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anonymous asked:

Modern au: history professor Bellamy & student Clarke!

I know I saw something v similar to this somewhere so I tried making it a lil different. Hope you like it!!

When he was in law school, Bellamy had seen teaching as a death sentence. “Those who can’t do, teach,” after all, and after all the studying and coursework and student loans, it felt like a waste to not become a lawyer. But after passing the Bar and starting at a small firm near where he grew up, it took him six months to start hating everything about his life.

As he walked up the front steps, he almost felt nostalgic, even if the building was on the other side of the country from the schools he’d attended. If he closed his eyes, he could almost pretend that he hadn’t wasted the last four years of his life. Almost.

He stepped into the lecture hall and made his way to the front as the students started trickling in. He felt his heart rate speed up a little as he saw how full the class was getting; he hadn’t expected an 8am class to be so popular, especially when there was another section of this class offered at a later time. He took a long gulp of his coffee and set his briefcase and travel mug down on the desk, before turning to the class with a wide smile on his face. “Good morning, class. I’m Professor Blake; let’s talk about Rome.”

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Fic: Kangaroo

Hello folks! I appreciate that I have been pretty quiet recently and I’ll be quiet for a little while – everything’s fine, just real life is quite busy at the moment.

I’ll be back properly next week, but in the meantime enjoy this little fluffy short.

Summary: When his wife walks out after their son’s premature birth, Rum Gold begins to doubt whether tiny Bae will thrive, until neonatal nurse Belle French suggests a new method of caring for him.


Seven days. It had been seven days since Gold had received that fateful text message from Milah.

Baby’s at the hospital. Come and get it.

Milah had already walked out, ostensibly never to return, when she had turned up on his doorstep one afternoon and said, without any kind of pre-emptory hello - “I’m pregnant. It’s yours. If you want it, come and get it in nine months. If not, it can stay in the hospital. Either way, I’m not having anything to do with it once it’s no longer inhabiting me.”

Seven days. Seven days since he received that text and flew into a completely mad panic because it was too soon, it was weeks before Milah’s due date.

He’d dropped everything and rushed to the hospital to find his child. Milah was long gone but there, in an incubator, was the smallest, most perfect little baby boy, wearing a tiny blue hat. He was so small that Gold was certain he would fit in one of his hands.

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