such a incredible smile on each photo

Canon things about Hatoful Boyfriend that will get me every time:

-Sakuya genuinely cares for Yuuya in the bbl epilogue, after all these years of hating him, and starts calling him by his first name
-Shuu never had a proper childhood, and if he weren’t so detatched and cynical from being exposed to trauma that young, none of this would happen
-Kazu-kun’s depression made him revert back to his childhood, back to the last time he felt happy
-Sakuya and Ryouta bonded so much over the course of bbl, and they were both so incredibly happy to see each other again. Sakuya has never cared for someone like that before
-Hitori’s photo of Nageki in his wallet, scratched out a thousand times over in a cycle of desire to forget and shame for forgetting
-All this time Hiyoko could see Nageki and Hitori couldn’t
-Yuuya put up with years upon years of nothing but hatred and disgust from the one person he cared about and wanted to protect the most. He beared through all of this with a smile, and planned to never tell him the truth
-Shuu’s colorblindness (bonus points that both Ryuuji and Ryouta’s eyes are red)
-Giving country millet to Hitori and Nageki on Legumentine’s elicts a bittersweet memory, before you even know any of their backstory
-Yuuya still feels extreme remorse over the egg, knowing that he did the right thing given his situation, but still wondering what would have been different
-Sakuya winding up lost and alone after bbl, with no direction to who he really is or where he belongs
-Narcolepsy is sometimes caused by extreme stress
-Kazu-kun and Hitori’s relationship being abusive on both sides in different ways, not just the often unrealistic story of abuser/victim
-Ryouta never knew that Shuu had even met his father, and upon learning that information and hearing their story, he understands a lot more about him
-All the underlying political commentary about racism and war
-The picturebooks
-“You were a friend of mine when I was alive! I remember!” “…I have never met anyone like you.”
-Shuu taking in Miru and Kaku, showing compassion for them and treating them as his own children even though they annoy him
-Sakuya finally realising how awful his father’s ideals are and how he’s been suppressing his doubt his whole life
-The relationship Sakuya has with Albert and their ultimately unnecessary but interesting history
-Shuu often sees parts of Ryuuji in Ryouta
-Tohri talks a big game, but he’s really just lonely and is in need of love
-Anghel is capable of speaking normally but chooses not to

Imagine giving Chris his birthday presents.

A/N: Part 4 😊 How cute is he in that gif though. You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, ‘Little Ways Away’, and ‘She Said Yes’ - Masterlist; ‘Miss Graduate’: Part 1/Part 2A/2B/2C/Part 3)

You and Dodger woke before Chris did on his birthday. Both of you snuck out of the bed and headed downstairs so you could start on breakfast as well as get his presents in order. You didn’t lie when you said you got him things he’d like and use, like baseball caps, plaid shirts, and socks. You did, but you also got him more than just things. You’d made him something a lot like the notebook; a montage filled with videos and photos of the two of you from the moment you met until now. The entire soundtrack for the montage consisted of Ed Sheeran- ‘Thinking Out Loud’, 'Photograph’, 'Kiss Me’, and 'Perfect’- because his songs always cleverly depicted your relationship with Chris. You smiled every time you listened to Ed Sheeran now, because you still couldn’t believe he was going to be singing at your wedding. Yeah, nothing you’d done or could’ve done for Chris on any of his birthdays was ever going to top what he did for you on your twentieth.

“Something smells good,” you heard Chris’ voice and footsteps as he entered the kitchen. He scratched Dodger’s head as he passed him, walking over to you to hug you from behind as you finished serving up a feast; bacon, eggs, pancakes, hash browns, sausages- the works. “Morning, beautiful.” He kissed your lips when you turned in his arms, humming, “mm mm. Happy birthday to me,” he mumbled against your lips.

“Happy birthday, indeed,” you smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Do you want gifts first, or after breakfast?” You asked and he smirked, which gave you the answer you wanted. “Gifts first it is,” you giggled, removing your arms from his neck and taking his hand so you could pull him over to the couch. “Close your eyes,” you instructed as you dragged him along, beckoning Dodger along too. “Okay, now sit.”

“Are you talking to me, or Dodger?”

“Both.” You giggled and pushed him back by the shoulders, watching slight panic wash over his face as he fell back; relief replaced it when he landed on the couch. You sat down on the coffee table in front of him, right next to the gifts. “Okay…” You’d lined up the gifts up, starting from: a gift you’d bought for Dodger to give to Chris, a gag gift from yourself, to the practical items, to the montage- which was set and ready to go on your iPad. “You can open now.” You said and Chris did as he was told, raising an eyebrow at the bone themed wrapping paper. “Dodger picked it out,” you stifled your laughter when Chris snickered.

“Thanks, bud,” Chris looked over at Dodger and nodded at his oblivious pal. “It’s a fantastic wrapping paper,” he continued praising Dodger, trying not to smile when he heard you giggling. “You made a great choice,” he said with heavy emphasis on the word 'great’. “I wonder what it is,” he started tearing into the wrapping, laughing when he revealed a tube of tennis balls. He shook his head at you with a great big grin on his face, making you laugh. “I see he decided to get something practical too, something we can share.”

“You know Dodger, he’s a very 'sharing-is-caring’ kinda dog.” Chris chuckled and put the tube to the side, holding out his hand for his next gift. “Okay, this one’s from me.” You bit back your smile as you passed him your gag gift. “I think you’re going to love it, it’s definitely going to be something you use everyday.”

“Awesome,” he smiled as he opened the gift, revealing what appeared to be his NASA cap. “Uh…” He turned it to face you and quirked his right brow, “I already have one of these.” You tried not to laugh as you nodded; you’d actually just wrapped his old NASA cap to see if he’d notice. “Well, it is one of my favorite caps so…I guess- thank you?” He chuckled when he took a closer look, “you could’ve found a newer one to buy, this one looks like it’s been worn out.”

“That’s 'cause it’s second hand,” you told him, covering your mouth with your hand to hide your smile. “It actually belongs to a very talented Bostonian actor, I’d consider it a collectible.” It was that moment when Chris realized what you’d done; he burst into laughter- full body laughter, leaning back against the couch and pressing one hand against his stomach as the other covered his mouth. “It was very hard to come by, so I hope you appreciate it.” You laughed along with him, patting his knee with your hand.

“That’s fucking gold,” he choked on his laughter, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes. “Tell you what, the next time- try and see if you can score me Chris Evans’ favorite sunglasses. I think I could really use it to go with this hat,” he winked and you giggled. “Your brother said you loved rewrapping things around the house to give as gifts when you were a kid, I can imagine how much fun christmases and birthdays were around your house.”

“Oh, they were plenty fun,” you nodded, laughing. “I was so good at giving gifts, everyone always really enjoyed their gifts from me. It’s like they just knew they were going to need it.” Chris buried his face in his hands as he continued to laugh uncontrollably. “I know,” you smiled as he dropped his hands, “I’m adorable.”

“Yes you are,” he grabbed your wrist and gently tugged at you, gesturing you off the table and onto his lap. You did as he orchestrated, taking the actual gifts in your hands to give to him as you sat in his lap; gifts you’d actually bought. “You really don’t need to buy me things, Y/N.” He told you as he unwrapped. “I don’t need things when I’ve got you, you’re everything.”

“Yeah, I know.” You kissed his cheek and he smiled as he pulled out the blue and green plaid shirts you’d bought him. “But you could use some new stuff in your wardrobe,” you said and he hummed in agreement. He unveiled a pair of black Mickey Mouse socks, chuckling, then grinned at the personalized Patriots cap you’d bought him; on the back it had 'Evans’ embroidered in white. “I know I’m not Ilaria, but I’d like to think I’ve got enough style to buy you some clothes.”

“You’re kidding, right?” He put the items aside and tightened his arms around your waist. “You have incredible style. Even Ilaria said so, she said she might just quit when we get married because my wife should be taking over her job of dressing Chris Evans.”

“You’re a sweetheart.” You pressed another kiss to his cheek before you reached forward to grab your iPad. “Here you go,” you passed him the iPad with the montage pulled up and ready to play. “This is your last gift for today. Well-” you whispered into his ear, making him laugh softly through his nose, “excluding the bedroom stuff.”

“Nice to know that Victoria Secret bag you hid in the back of the closet is actually for me,” he winked and you scrunched your nose at him. “Okay, what’s this?” He quizzed, then answered his own question when he saw the title of the montage: 'Our Almost Three Years’. “Are you serious, Y/N? You know Dad said my teeth can’t handle anymore of your sweetness,” he joked and you chuckled, leaning your head against his. “Should I grab a tissue box?”

“I’d say no, but we both know you’re a bit of a cryer.” You teased and he chuckled, nodding. “Don’t worry about tissues, what’s a fiancée for if you can’t use her shoulder to cry on.” He smiled and kissed your cheek before pressing the play button. “I love you, Chris,” you whispered as Ed Sheeran’s voice starting singing 'Thinking Out Loud’ and the first photograph you ever took together slid onto the screen. You and Chris smiled in reminiscent; it was at the airport just as you were both leaving Starbucks for the boarding gate. “Even more so today than the first day we met.”

“Me too, sweetheart.” His arm tightened around you, holding you close to him as you both continued to take a stroll down memory lane. It was nice to relive all your best moments together, to see all the old photos you’d taken throughout your time together as well as rewatch all the old videos you’d filmed of each other. You could really see when the two of you fell in-love, when the friendly smiles turned into longing gazes. Chris was incredibly thankful to see a collation of all those moments, he could’ve watched that video forever. “Me too,” he repeated, sighing with absolute satisfaction.

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Part 5A

Sex Bucket List

Summary: this was for @winchester-smut‘s August challenge! My prompt was shower/bath/pool, and I chose pool for this one :-)

Pairing: Castiel x reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: smut, slight dirty talk, language

A/N: this kinda sucks imo idk I hope y'all like it!

Originally posted by natalieslusarek

You finally had a day off from the world of hunting, which was a very rare occurrence, so you decided to live it up by relaxing aaaall day long. Specifically, you were going to spend it relaxing by your private pool at your house.

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Sea mechanic is wonderful and pure just girlfriends being so supportive of each other??? Luna being low-key fascinated by all of Raven's science and tech and Raven being like "all that spiritual stuff pfft so dumb but pls tell me everything right now" both of them being SO INTO EACH OTHER'S STUFF EVEN IF THEY DONT GET IT AT FIRST

Raven falls asleep on the swivel chair in front of the computer and wakes up to the sound of Luna whispering, “computer, show me the jungle. Computer, show me the stars. Computer show me the ocean.” As the screen flashes with images of deep space and the roaring sea, Luna can’t believe the universe is so big. She had never known how much STUFF there was to see. Raven is amused and rolls her chair over to be beside Luna, who is staring, wide-eyed, at a video of a volcano erupting.

“Technology is amazing,” she breathes. “Will that rocket really be able to take you into space?” Raven gives a soft, airy laugh.

“Yup.” She and Luna exchange soft smiles before Raven pulls the computer keyboard away from her companion and out in front of her. “Have you ever seen the moon up close?” The woman shakes her head, although there is a glimmer of fascination in her eyes that gives Raven a rush. “Here, look.” She searches the computer for photos and videos of the moon, each more high def than the last. Luna’s face lights up.

“It’s incredible,” she says. Her face wrinkles in curiosity. “How does it get its light?” She asks, turning her head to the side. “The stars and the sun burn with fire but the moon doesn’t. How is it so bright?

Raven will sit for hours and explain the way the sun’s light is reflected off of the pale surface of the moon. She will talk about how it orbits the earth and how big it is and Luna will drink it all in. Raven eventually mentions how the moon moves the tides of the sea and Luna will smile, thinking to herself how this woman is a moon of her own: Fractured and bright and beautiful. This cosmic girl sways the ocean in her. Luna never knew how much she could love the moon.

Thoughts on Camren now:

Do I believe it was real at some point? Yes.

Do I believe there’s still something between them now? Of course.  There was WAY too much between those two for there to NOT be.  I refuse to believe that something never happened between them.  The way they looked at each other says it all.  I have bestfriends that I don’t even look at them the way Camren look at each other, hell, I even had crushes on people and I never looked at them that way.  Maybe a poor analogy, but really.  The gazes those two shared were something way deeper than just best friends.  There were too many coincidences, too many things said between them.  I don’t think you can spend that much time with someone and have feelings that deep for it to just end within the snap of a finger.  Delusional? Maybe.  I honestly feel bad for people who never thought Camren was real at some point. 

There’s so many gifs I could use to prove my point, but it’s this gif in particular:

Do you see it? There was another gif I wanted to use too where Camila was just incredibly fascinated by Lauren (then again, when isn’t she tbh?) if only I could find it.  Looking at this gif makes me cry tbh because it’s just beautiful? The little smile they both cracked, how they’re focused on one another.  Maybe I’m being dramatic but THE EYES SAY EVERYTHING.  Just like when Camila reblogged that photo from that movie, how can you tell if she likes you? The eyes chico, they never lie.  Random side note.  I WISH SOMEONE LOOKED AT ME THE WAY THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER.

Photo Booth (Jumin x MC)

When spending time with Jumin, you find an exciting sight. 

Word Count: 581

I’m sorry for the late prompt, I had another event going on at the time. Anyways, thank you and have a fantastic day <3

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You walked beside Jumin, the two of you chattering amongst each other, smiles seeming practically engraved upon your expressions. 

However, despite the delight that bloomed in your expression, you couldn’t help but notice the butterflies bursting in your stomach, a constant shade of pink hinting on your cheeks. 

You had managed to hide your feelings until now, finding that the possibility of you two ever getting together being impossible.

He was wealthy, and famous he could be with anyone.

But he still decided to spend his time with you. 

The two of you would constantly call each other in your free time, laughing and snickering until the day became night.

You adored his puns and sense of humor, finding his photos and stories of Elizabeth 3rd to be precious.

But more than anything, you appreciate the moments you were able to learn of who he truly was, watching as he took down those walls for you.

And oddly enough, he never seemed to stop smiling when he saw you.

As though your very presence lit up his days. 

You had entered a little mall, the bright white walls and tile floors incredibly changing from the outside. 

And from that, you found something very peculiar. 

It was a photo booth, a small gasp slipping from your lips at the sight. 

“Look!” 

Jumin peered closer to you, raising a curious brow. “What?”

“It’s a photo booth! Come on!” You grabbed onto his arm, almost missing the red that erupted onto his cheeks as you pulled him closer. 

Almost.

You both stepped inside, sitting him down as you paid the fee, hardly able to keep still from your excitement. 

Jumin noticed. 

He chuckled softly, tipping his head, perplexed. “What is it?” 

“You’ve never done this?” 

“Not really, I haven’t.” 

“It just takes a bunch of photos quickly,” You smiled, squeezing his arm. “You just smile? For all of them?”

“If you want to.” 

He nodded a bit confusedly until an idea seemingly popped in his head, his gaze widening like dinner plates. 

Soon the flash of the camera began to burst out, you yourself grinning brightly at the camera. 

You assumed Jumin was doing the same until it came to the last photo.

You were preparing to get to your feet, giving one last smirk.

Until Jumin leaned down, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

And your heart nearly exploded from your chest. 

You reddened like a strawberry, unable to even come up with a response, only mustering squeaks and incoherent sounds as you both stepped out. 

You reached for the set of photos nervously, your fingers fiddling awkwardly in your flustered state.

“I um…I’m sorry,” Jumin nervously hummed, glancing away as he rubbed the back of his neck, shuffling uncomfortably. “I didn’t mean to-” 

You twisted towards him, cupping his cheek in your hand as you drew him closer, kissing him.

“You uh…y-you have nothing to be sorry for,” You muttered, drawing back. “I was…I was just a bit surprised.” 

Jumin folded his lips, thinking. “Does that mean…you feel the same as I do?”

“How do you feel?” 

He pulled you closer, adoration drenching his face. 

And warmth painting yours.

“You’ve utterly stolen my heart.” 

Japan (Shawn Mendes)

Hey! I’ve been inspired to write this fluff by the Instagram Shawn uploaded, plus I’ve always wanted to go to Japan, so here it is, I hope you like it :) Only thing I have to say, that Shawn’s girlfirend here’s 18!

Word count: 1.1k

Warning: none, just too much fluff


I tossed and turned myself to the point, that it became morning, and the sunrays – instead of warming my body – pointed right to my face, making me grumpy in a matter of seconds. I covered my face with my right arm, inhaling the dry air, then stretching my limbs. After I hid my face into the huge, white pillow it became quite obvious, that it wasn’t my usual one, judging only by the size of it. It took me a good two minutes to realize, I wasn’t in my own flat, neither in my country.

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Summer 2017 bellarke? Or ice mechanic? Or both???

The Summer Day Camp through the Parks Board was basically a bare bones day care.  Other places had facilities, enrichment lessons, and organized activities, whereas they just had a multipurpose room in case it rained and Monty’s ability to turn just about anything into a physics lesson.  That usually kept about half the kids interested and Bellamy would figure out something for the rest of them— either a game of capture the flag if it was nice out or a story in the other corner of the multipurpose room if it wasn’t.  It wasn’t the fanciest day camp on record, but they did okay.

And as long as they told the parents a week in advance and it didn’t involve a bus, they could take the kids on a field trip.  The sculpture garden was only three blocks from their park and admission was free, so Bellamy usually planned to take the kids at least a few times each summer.  He wasn’t an expert at art appreciation, but it had to provide a little more educational value than yet another scavenger hunt.

Getting the kids there was a bit of a challenge, since kids were generally not the best at walking at the same pace and crossing the street carefully.  Monty took the lead with the older kids and Bellamy followed in the rear, holding hands with their two youngest charges to make sure neither darted into traffic.  But once they walked through the gates of the sculpture garden (two bright red steel beams) the kids spilled out across the grassy lawn with excited yelps.  The garden was completely fenced in so he and Monty let them roam free, each of them keeping to opposite sides of the garden for maximum supervision.

Most of their campers were well behaved, if a little rambunctious, so Bellamy was surprised when a girl about his age in a bright blue shirt that had garden docent stamped across the chest marched over to him.  “You’re with the campers, right?” she said, a little more testily than strictly necessary.

“I am,” he confirmed.

“Some of them are climbing on a piece and won’t get down,” she snapped.  “Maybe you could supervise them a little better?”  She was all righteous fury and indignation and Bellamy never took well to being ordered around, especially by someone who was probably just volunteering because they didn’t actually need the money from a summer job.

Bellamy followed where she was pointing and snorted.  “That’s literally a jungle gym, princess.”  He’d told them at least a dozen times before coming that they weren’t allowed on the sculptures but he didn’t appreciate her tone.

“It’s a sculpture that has half a dozen ‘don’t touch’ signs on it.  And it’s not just a jungle gym, it’s a meditation on the fleeting nature of childhood.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“That’s what the artist statement said,” she replied, suddenly fighting a smile.

On second thought, she was kind of cute, so he relented.  “Hey, get down from there,” he hollered at his campers and the guilty parties immediately climbed down.

“They listen like that all the time?”

This is literally the first time that’s ever happened, he thought.  “Usually,” he told her, and flashed her his best smile.

She beamed back, all their initial tension dissipating.  “Clarke, by the way.”

“I’m Bellamy.  We bring these kids here a few times a summer.  Hope that’s okay.”

“Then I’ll see you around,” she said, and she glanced back over her shoulder as she walked away.

Bellamy and Monty brought the kids three more times that summer and each time, Bellamy lucked out and found her working.  The last time he even stumbled upon her sitting underneath a tree with a few of the older campers, giving them a short art history lesson while the kids watched her, rapt.

He found her on facebook that night–Clarke was a pretty uncommon name, after all– but of course she went to an east coast school, so Bellamy wrote her off as an idle crush.  But she accepted his request immediately, and when school started in the fall she surprised him by sometimes tagging him in photos, usually of incredibly stupid art.  Each time made him smile, but still.

Futile crush.  That’s all.

The next summer Bellamy reapplied for his job, even though Monty would be doing an internship for an engineering firm.  He hoped his new coworker wouldn’t suck too badly, but in the end he liked the kids enough to figure it didn’t matter if they did.

The first day of work he got to the park early to set up the multipurpose room and for a moment, he thought he was hallucinating.  Clarke was standing on a chair in the corner, tacking a giant piece of butcher paper to the wall.  She looked over her shoulder and grinned.

“Hey,” she said, a little shy.

“You’re working here?” he replied.  He was kind of dumbfounded and more than a little nervous, to be honest.

“I talked the head of the Parks department into letting me set up an arts program through this,” she said, climbing down.  “Hope that’s okay.”

“Probably slightly less dangerous than Monty’s ‘everything is flammable if you believe in yourself’ lessons,” he said with a grin.

Clarke smiled back and Bellamy privately wondered how he was ever going to make it through the summer.

Justlex With Bi!Alex and Pan!Justin at Pride

Request: hi! i was wondering if i could submit a request for pan!justin with bi!alex at a pride event?? (idk how to make that into a headcanon but please & thank you if you are able to make some for it!)

 

A/N: I really hope this is okay :) I should also mention this is an AU.

 

Warnings: None.

 

Justlex With Bi!Alex and Pan!Justin at Pride…

  • Okay so Alex and Justin are together for nearly a year before there’s a pride parade in town

  • They’d always spoken about going to one, but when this was announced neither of them mentioned it
  • It was understandable that they were both a little nervous. This wasn’t just their first pride together, it was their first pride overall

  • It was hard to ignore when everyone kept talking about it at school- particularly their group of friends, and especially Hannah Baker
  • She was the one that rounded them up to go. She knew they were nervous, she had been too for her first parade, but it was okay, she was going to show them the ropes

  • Justin and Alex still hadn’t spoken about it, but seemed to agree amongst each other that they were going to go together
  • A week before hand Hannah, Ryan and Tony all went shopping for outfits, and Hannah of course dragged the couple along

  • That was when they started to get excited
  • They got a ton of accessories and fake tattoos for the parade, and they were finally discussing the ways they were going to coordinate their outfits

  • When the day finally rolled around the nerves were still buzzing, but they were super excited
  • Justin had stayed the night at Alex’s, and they got ready together exchanging sweet, reassuring kisses

  • The most memorable moment was probably just when Justin was sticking a fake pride flag tattoo to Alex’s cheek. Their eyes met and they both just knew that this is what they wanted every day for the rest of their life
  • With so many heart eyes they obviously got distracted in a make out session

  • And that was only until Hannah barged her way in, not a single non-rainbow thing on her body
  • The boys both laughed at her, and they all drove to the parade together, playing LGBTQ+ music by LGBTQ+ artists

  • The atmosphere alone just left them smiling all day
  • Hannah was great with people, so they met so many new LGBTQ+ people and learnt so much from them in such a short time

  • The amount of photos and selfies they took was insane. All of them so incredibly happy
  • And they honestly just could not stop kissing each other

  • The day just got better with every hour, with the parade beginning as they all stood by and cheered
  • Ryan was sure to show them everything they had to do while they were there, he was obviously a regular like Hannah

  • They got even more fake tattoos during the day, and brought a ridiculous number of souvenirs which included a Pansexual and Bisexual matching set of shirts
  • Alex and Justin were both just excited to feel like they 100% belonged in that moment. It was the greatest feeling in the world to the two of them

  • They made so many memories they’d cherished for forever, and they were always gushing over the photos they’d taken that day
  • And they never, never missed another pride, always in their Pan and Bi labelled shirts and tons of rainbow, and of course with none other than Tony Padilla, Hannah Baker and Ryan Shaver at their sides to help them celebrate


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Times Like This (Poly Fic; JaredxConnorxReader)

Here’s the poly fic I wanted to do a while ago. Sorta requested bc somebody suggested meme boi and Connor for it (I’m assuming they mean jaredxconnorxreader so that’s what I wrote)

Warning: first poly fic so it’s shit, also poly ship so don’t read if you’re uncomfortable. Also it’s hella short and just a drabble


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It was times like this that you wondered, was it really worth it to be dating the two most stubborn, hotheaded, and insecure boys you knew? Times like this, where your boyfriends, Connor and Jared bickered as if they were an old married couple, you being their marriage counselor rather than the third lover in the relationship. Sometimes it was overwhelming and the two could be a handful, especially after they’d each had a long day like today. They had bickered over every little thing this evening, which was originally intended to be a Netflix date. But then they disagreed on what to watch and what snacks to grab and who got to be the little spoon. They seemed to have forgotten that you were there, and both could be the little spoon, but you chose to sit back and let the fights tire them both out. You all finally agreed on watching the new Netflix Deathnote movie, Jared wanting to see how hilariously awful it was and Connor wanting to see how they ruined the entire thing. You agreed with them, it was quite inaccurate and horrible, but before the movie was halfway through the two were cuddled against eachother, sound asleep. You smiled, snapping a few quick photos before wrapping a big blanket around the two and giving them light kisses to their foreheads.

It was times like this that you decided, not only was it worth it, but you were incredibly grateful to have two boyfriends who loved each other as well as you.

anonymous asked:

Bts reaction to finding out their s/o used to cosplay. Thank you 😊

BTS Finding Out That You Used To Cosplay


J-Hope

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Hobi would be flabbergasted that you didn’t tell him, having to find out through a few pictures of you on the internet in such good cosplay that he assumed you actually were the character you were portraying. He’d immediately question you about it, wanting to know all he could about your time as a cosplayer, what characters you cosplayed as and would beg you for pictures. “Pleaseeeeeee jagiya? At least one?” *Cue puppy dog eyes* He may even ask you to bring something out during intimate times between the two of you, practically drooling at the thought of you dressing up for him.


Taehyung

Originally posted by unicornrulerofnarnia

Ok, so we all know that this alien isn’t as innocent as he seems to be 😂 He’d probably pretty into the idea of you dressing up and doing roleplay, especially after seeing how well you portrayed the characters you cosplayed as. After being told about your cosplay and finding all the pictures he could of you, he’d most likely corner you and ask why you hadn’t told him when you knew how much he’d like that sort of thing. “C’mon jagiya, you are completely beautiful and I love you, but just IMAGINE what it would be like if we roleplayed!”


Jin

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

If anything, Jin would be jealous at how gorgeous you always seemed to be in every single cosplay you did. Every singly photo he found of you was absolutely stunning, frustrating him to the point where he sits in the corner sulking and tries to ignore you when you come over to see whats wrong. “Seriously? Thats why you’re upset?” “Yes it is! How can you be even more perfect than you already are? It’s not fair!” “Jinnie, I can help you cosplay and take a nice photo if thats what it takes to make you calm down.” “….Fine.”


Jungkook

Originally posted by jamless-vibes

Being the complete nerd that he is, Jungkook would immediately start fanboying after spotting your photos on a cosplay website online. Especially when he sees that you specialised in Marvel character cosplays. He would download all of your pictures and practically tackle you over to show you what he had found, all the while questioning you on how long it had taken you to piece everything for your costumes together. “HOW DID YOU MAKE THE ARC REACTOR LIGHT UP? HOW LONG DID IT TAKE TO MAKE EACH PLATE FOR THE ARMOUR? WHAT DID YO-” “KOOKIE LET ME BREATHE!”


Rapmon

Originally posted by joonie-bts

Rapmon would be completely impressed by your work as a cosplayer and would ask you multiple questions about it, how you first got interested in it, what type of characters were you favourite etc. He’d be really proud of all the amazing costumes you had made by hand and would even encourage you to get back into cosplaying. “Honestly jagiya, I can tell that you miss it.”


Suga

Originally posted by minyoongummysmile

Suga would be stunned at how amazing you look in your photos, taking his time to stare at each one to notice all the details he could. He would be incredibly moved by how passionate you seemed to be about your work as a cosplayer, looking through each long and compelling post you made about the subject on your old blog. He would sit next to you and take you hands in his, grinning at you with that sweet, gummy smile of his. He’d tell you about how inspiring (infires!) your posts were and how much he loves the passion that you had for it, asking why you stopped and would try to ask you to start it up again. “You could at least be a mentor to people starting out jagiya. Help them out to reach the amazing level you managed to reach.”


Jimin

Originally posted by miniaturesaladturtle

Jimin would definitely be in awe of how easy you made cosplaying seem, obsessing over each picture of you he could find. He would hug you tightly the next time he saw you, cooing and giggling over how amazing and creative you are. He’d even ask you if you could help him with posing for pictures in the future because of how good your photos always looked. “Jiminie, you look fine in your pictures.” “But with your help I could make them even better!” “If that’s even possible.”


I really hope you like it dear anon! :D God, I really need to get into cosplay properly lmao. I’m missing out on so much amazingness~ Please request again sometime soon dear anon ^_^ Can’t wait to hear from you again~

anonymous asked:

Spending a day driving around with Hoshi as friends but he has a crush on you. Super fluffy!!! :D

I hope this is at least something like what you wanted! :D ♥


You and Soonyoung both led fairly busy lives, so it would’ve only made sense for you to spend your rare day off taking it easy at home, or at least nearby.

However, you and Soonyoung weren’t exactly known for making sense, so you had agreed to go on a day-long trip on the car.

You wanted to see the sea while Soonyoung wanted to visit the country side, and the more you had looked into everything that was on the way to the sea and where he wanted to visit, you had managed to come up with quite a few stops on the way. The list had everything from a poppy field to popular sights and high hills you could see the city from, and you were both excited to go on the trip.

After all, it was difficult to think about better company than your best friend.

He picked you up at 10am that Saturday, and laughed out loud when he saw you and your belongings.

“Y/N, it’s just a day trip and we’ll stop by places where we can eat, are you sure you’ll need all that?” Soonyoung laughed, but fell silent for a while when you opened the door to the backseat and saw a similar pile of food in his bag. 

Quirking your brow, you looked at your friend and put your bag down. “You were saying?”

“The more the merrier,” he snickered and patted the seat next to him when you were about to close the back door. “Get in and let’s go.”

Once you were in and your seat belt was buckled, Soonyoung grinned and took a look at you. “Ready for Soonyoung and Y/N’s day of fun?”

“More than ready,” you said with a grin of your own, and laughed a little when he started the car and took off almost hastily. 

The radio was on as you drove, and you sang along to it whenever there was a song you both knew - or in cases where only one of you knew the song, the other just did their best and cheered the other one on. 

After twenty minutes of driving, you began looking around. “I thought we were going to the sea?”

Soonyoung shook his head while humming innocently. “I thought we should leave the best for last. We’re headed to the country side now, and from there we can go… well, you can look at the map and choose.”

He pointed at the glove compartment, so you opened it and giggled at the hand-drawn “map” that he spoke of, which was essentially a long, curvy line with spots here and there signifying the places you had wanted to visit.

While Soonyoung began humming and tapping the steering wheel to a song that came on the radio, you looked at the map more carefully. Your lips stretched to a wide smile when you saw the sea, marked as “Y/N’s spot ♥”.

“Don’t make fun of my drawing,” Soonyoung said, amused, and you shook your head.

“I would never,” you laughed, and after you had put the map to your lap, turned to look at your friend with a soft smile. “It’s just fine.”

He clicked his tongue, acting offended. “Just fine? Do you have any idea how much time I spent on that?”

“On this?” you asked incredulously, pointing at the map, and the two of you laughed. Soonyoung still had a smile on his face even after the laughter had died out.

“No but really, it took me a while.” You looked at him with a quirked eyebrow, which made Soonyoung snicker. “It took me ten minutes that I could’ve spent on other things, okay!”

When you got to the country side, you were surprised to see that you weren’t stopping, and when you asked Soonyoung about it, he admitted that he just wanted to see it, and left unsaid that he just wanted to spend all the time with you it took to drive there. You quirked an eyebrow, but let it slide as you then drove to a hill that you had heard had a beautiful view of the town it was in.

With you almost hopping a bit closer to the edge, so that you could see more, Soonyoung smiled to himself and dug up his phone, from which he then opened the camera.

“Are you seeing this, Soonyoung? Look at all the– are you taking pictures of me?!” you exclaimed when you saw Soonyoung with his phone raised while grinning widely, and proceeded to get out your own phone to capture him as well.

Soonyoung laughed loudly. “You wish - I’m taking a video. Say hi, Y/N!”

You stuck out your tongue before bursting out into a laughter, which made most of your pictures of Soonyoung turn out incredibly shaky. Eventually he put his phone away, though, and the two of you sat down on a bench so that you could adore the view, consisting mostly of the sky and the town below. 

“It’s so beautiful,” you breathed with a calm smile, and Soonyoung raised his eyebrows as he turned to take a look at you. He smiled, too, and turned back to the view.

“Yeah, it is,” he said softly, not quite talking about the same thing as you were. You continued adoring the clear sky.

After some time and a few more serious photos of each other and the scenery, you continued your journey to the poppy field, where you got to pick up some. Soonyoung gave you a bouquet as a joke, and you thanked him majestically enough for him to snort.

When you continued further, while snacking on whatever food you had yet to open, you opened your window for a while to get some fresh air. Soonyoung played you his favorite song and sang along to it passionately, and you listened with care, fascinated with every single note that his sweet voice hit.

It struck a chord within you, and by the end you were a smiling mess, applauding excitedly while Soonyoung laughed a bit nervously.

“How was it?” he asked and took a quick look at you before focusing back on the road. 

Clutching the bouquet of poppies in your hands, you looked at the flowers and smiled. “Amazing. You’ve got a great voice, Soonyoung, like I’ve told you before.”

Please,” he laughed, although he was clearly touched by your words, his cheeks a soft shade of pink. His fingers began tapping at the steering wheel again, this time in a fast pace that was very different from the slower pace of the song that was on the radio.

You had a few more stops on your way to the beach: you finally had some actual food and stopped by a few sights you had wanted to see together.

Finally stopping at the beach, you got out of the car and immediately approached the sea.

“It’s even more beautiful than I remembered,” you noted, watching how the setting sun was reflected on the surface of the water, and how the waves hit the shore. 

Soonyoung was walking behind you, and smiled as he adored you and how you looked with the sunset behind you. His heart was beating calmly, and he felt a sense of warmth in his chest.

One day, if he was brave enough, he would put his feelings into words and let you know them.


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five years… it seems so long ago and just like yesterday all at once. it’s hard to believe it’s been five years when you remember each and every moment… and those remembrances are truly the most meaningful on days like today… it’s been five years since we’ve seen his smile, his laughter… since we’ve gotten that long hug, had an in depth conversation about life, love, and music… since getting a random text or tweet asking how things are or commenting on a recent achievement or photo… since we’ve seen that stomp and heard that scream… but… we remember and cherish each and every one. five years feels like a lifetime when you’ve lost such an incredible friend. Those memories keep them as close as yesterday, and certainly help us get through days like today. I miss you and I love you Mitch.

Yoongi Scenario: You Think.

Request: May I have a request here I go to a tv show w/ my group (we are not a korean girl group, but we are super popular around the world). And there we meet BTS and I’m the only one who don’t think Yoongi interesting & I keep ignoring all his flirts & boys start to tease him bc he finally find someone who is not in his hands! (u know what i mean, anyway) 😳

Genre: Romance.


-Look and check them out- Taehyung hushed as he held his phone way too close to his eyes for Jimin and Hoseok to actually see.

Jimin smacked his shoulder. -Are you going to show or not?-

He lowered his hands, letting Hoseok and Jimin see the picture he was so interestingly contemplating

-Damn they are hot- that was Namjoon’s voice coming from behind, also ogling the picture.

-What are you talking about?- Jin asked standing up from his seat near the kitchen, they were all in the dorm waiting for the manager to pick them up.

-It’s the girl group we will be doing the variety show today- Hoseok informed giving Jin space so he too would be able to peek.

Jungkook joined the bunch soon after, standing near Namjoon to see the girls. -Nice choice-

They all laughed and agreed. -Do you think they know us?- Jimin asked now looking for pictures on his own cellphone.

-Well if they are doing the variety with us then they should at least know our names- Namjoon opined.

Yoongi hearing all the ruckus went out of his room, his damp hair showing he had showered not long ago. -What’s all this noise about?-

-Hyung, come and see who are going to be our partners today-

The gray haired boy arched an eyebrow. -The foreign girl group?-

-Yes!- Taehyung affirmed with an excited smile. -But I bet you haven’t looked them up, come and see-

Yoongi approached his dongsaeng, feeling curious as for why they were making so much fuzz over a variety show, sure they were different girls since they were foreign but it wasn’t like they hadn’t seen girls before. So Yoongi looked at the picture, his eyes going for one girl in particular just after a couple of seconds, she was perfect. At least in the picture it was just Yoongi’s type, he licked his lips looking at his friends. -The staff sure did a good job with the casting-

All of them clapped and high fived in celebration. Jin cleared his throat. -All that is fine, but we have to behave, we will be representing Korea so we can’t be being disrespectful-

Namjoon nodded. -That’s right… we can have fun respectfully-

Laughing, they clapped again, even Jin who rolled his eyes but had to admit it had been a funny comment.
-So hyung, had yet a new target?- Taehyung asked mischievously to Yoongi who was still looking at the picture of the girl group.

-I wouldn’t rush things, but you can say I do-

-And if she’s not into you?- the maknae inquired teasingly, wanting to provoque his hyung.

Yoongi snorted, arranging the neck of his shirt smugly. -Please, I’m Min Yoongi, I’m fail proof-

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Distance on a photo can really muddle details.

So that’s why you should hold them up close~.

This frame is incredibly hard to capture but yes, the whole “baby we take awkward photos” frame we’ve seen is actually a distant shot for this one. 

Zoisite is drawn closer to Kunzite, his arm rests on his chest instead of possessively reaching out to him. They’re both smiling and relaxed with each other. This is what Zoisite and Kunzite see when they hold it up. 

So, why am I posting this? To remind you that your OTP is even more precious than you think. <3

Fic: Lost in the Memory Epilogue

Title: Lost in the Memory

Author: Some1FoundMe

Summary: Oliver Queen returns to his home in Star City after a five year tour overseas, much to the delight of his friends and family. There’s just one small problem. The injury that effectively ended his military career also erased a part of his memory.  As he struggles to put together the missing pieces of his past, his connection to his best friend’s little sister becomes something he can’t avoid. Who is Felicity Merlyn and why can’t he seem to stay away from her?  Olicity AU, no Arrow, no island.

A/N: One last time, I just want to send a huge thank you out to each and every one of you for taking the time to read this.  To everyone who left a comment or kudos on AO3 or Fanfiction, who took the time to like or reblog on Tumblr.  Thank you thank you.  You’ve all been so amazing!

Read on AO3 or ff.net.

Epilogue

Felicity woke with a start, the echoing sounds of metal on metal fading as the nightmare left her. Glancing at the nightstand, she stared at the baby monitor for a long moment, waiting for some sign that her little girl needed her.  But when it remained silent, she wondered what had woken her.  She turned and found Oliver’s side of the bed empty.  Sitting up, she swung her legs over the edge and reached for the t-shirt that her husband had shed the night before.

She crept out into the hall and peeked into Thea’s room.  She was sprawled out in bed, her small body somehow occupying every inch of her twin sized mattress, and she shook her head.  Thea was turning into her father in so many ways and Felicity couldn’t have been happier about it.  Closing her door gently, she headed for the nursery.  

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Inktober 6: Pumpkin Heads

when i saw this prompt, i wondered what mood i wanted to go for and finally decided on 19th century portraiture. what i didn’t expect was that when i looked up inspiration for a pose/composition that i’d find so many delightfully silly portraits. upon further research, tricks of editing–such as headless portraits, or ‘impossible figures’–were a popular thing, but took lots of forethought and effort to achieve at times. so a simpler, but equally fun option was to swap clothes.

here’s the photo i used as reference, and while i am sad that i couldn’t find its origin, it is one of several ‘crossdressing’ portraits that exists from the victorian era. i highly recommend checking them out, everyone looks INCREDIBLY dapper, and i adore that in each of them you can see the humor in their suppressed smiles.

Hannibal Recap: The Great Red Dragon

Previously on Hannibal Recap:

Wow. I really outdid myself last week, guys. It’ll be hard to top, but I won’t let you down!

This week’s episode opens on the great red tooth dragon fairy himself Francis Dolarhyde, who’s sitting alone at work in a cafeteria staring intently at his hand until something truly disturbing on the table catches his eye–

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Alone (Bruce Wayne x Reader)

Description: Short One-Shot where Bruce mourns the loss of his s/o

Based around the song of “Alone” By Justin Bieber (Give it a chance)



“We were inseparable, everything I had to do I did it next to you..& the memories we made were so incredible.”

Bruce’s hands gently grazed over the photo, his willpower running thin as he fought back the hot tears that welled in his eyes. “You were beautiful..” His voice trailing off as he paused, “If only you knew it , or I had done my job of showing it..” 

His focused shifted to your attire, a slight smile gracing his lips at the sight of you in your wedding dress. The day you made him an honest man was a day he wouldn’t dream of forgetting, the day you both promised each other your hearts. 

“Then our love was interrupted by my schedule.There was nothing that I could do, cause you fell into the deepest depression baby. I’d hate to know I’m responsible, your heart filled up with so much aggression baby..”

The thought of him being responsible for your death felt like venom being injected into his veins. His fingers slowly snaked around the photo, his mind unwillingly trailing off to that night…

“Why is this a steady normal for you?” (Y/N) spoke softly, her feet knowingly taking her to Bruces side. Worry etched deeply in her features , her hand gently cupping his paling face.

There he lay , an enlarging pool of blood staining the aged medical table. His face was emotionless , his features hard as he pushed her hand away welcoming Alfred who had gone to fetch the first-aid & stitches.

“You shouldn’t be down here (y/n).” He spoke nonchalant , his voice echoing through the bat-cave. “What have I said-”

“You’ve said a lot of things Bruce..” She cut in, her voice failing her as she fought back tears. “You said..” She paused, her angry finally breaking free with the heat of the moment. “No you promised , that once we got married you would put aside the cowl and focus on us.”

“That’s where the problem is (y/n).” Bruce spat , disregarding the needle that wove through his skin. “Not everything can be about you. I have other things that require my focus instead of taking care of a little girl.” He threw his hand in your direction, anger dripping from his demeanor.

“Little girl?” (Y/n)’s mouth gaped in disbelief , her shoulder’s falling in realization.

“You have no backbone.” Bruce continued , practically vomiting by the mouth with his words. “I can’t be with someone like that,-like you.” 

“Sir..” Alfred began, disapproval in his tone as he finished the final stitch. 

“No Alfred..” (Y/n)’s eyes stuck to the floor as her feet led her towards the stairs. “It’s clear now..”

“(Y/n)..” Bruce rose from the medical table, his feet padding against the floor in your direction.

Don’t”(Y/N) exclaimed, taking several steps backwards. “You’ve said & done enough..” She lifted her head her eyes meeting his. “This..” She gestured between them with her fingers.”Was never meant to be.” 

She turned on her heels , her head buried in her hands as she walked out of Wayne Manor…

“You got used to being alone, you adapted now you’re used to being all on your own…”

The sound of a head on collision rung through Bruce’s mind, knocking him out of the past and into his own harsh reality.

His fingers twitched around the crushed photo, his hands forming into fists as he lay his head against them and let the tears flow silently.

You were gone.

& it was his fault.

A/N: I don’t know what to say to this, but this is my first post on tumblr & my first y/n one-shot. I really hope whoever found this , enjoyed it. :)