the way he hugs him


Draco feels a tremor tear through him. His fists are clenched, his jaw muscles tense, his chest tight, his knees wobbly. He’s breathing heavily as his stomach twists viciously, the hot feeling inside it beginning to spread, infecting the rest of his body. Like venom. He stares down the empty corridor, lit by torches. His vision blurs, little spots appearing in front of him. He feels dizzy. He wants to scream. He wants this feeling inside of him to take physical form, so he can punch it, destroy it.

He wants the rage to leave his body.

Well, what Draco really wants is the cause of his rage to go away. How many letters from his father is he supposed to receive calmly, while Lucius keeps going on and on about how disappointed he is in his son, not sure if he can be even called his son any longer.

Draco feels sick. His stomach gives another twist, but Draco refuses to show weakness. He will not be sick. No. He hears, rather than feels, his jaw cracking as he tenses his muscles further. His arms are shaking now. Unthinkingly, he turns to the wall and punches it. Hard. He feels no pain, but there’s another cracking sound.

Draco feels his eyes sting, which only makes him angrier. This will not make him cry. He will not spill a single tear over this. And yet, he can’t seem to stop the hot tears from running down his cheeks.

He startles when he hears footsteps echoing off the walls. He hastily wipes the tears away with his sleeve and looks up. Of course. Of course it has to be Potter!

“Malfoy.” He sounds puzzled. “What are you doing here?”

Draco doesn’t answer and averts his eyes, in fear of Potter noticing he just had a moment of weakness.

“Malfoy,” Potter repeats. Draco feels a new surge of anger course through him. He wants to hit Potter. Hexing him wouldn’t be gratifying enough. He wants to physically injure him with his hands, his whole body.

Before Potter knows what’s happening, Draco lunges at him. His fist connects with his jaw and Potter stumbles backward. He blinks a few times, obviously flabbergasted and blinks at Draco stupidly. After a moment, he frowns.

“What the hell, Malfoy?”

Draco lunges at him again, trying to land a punch. His vision blurs once more, making it difficult to see where to hit Potter. But it doesn’t matter. Draco doesn’t care which part of Potter he will injure, as long as it hurts. He wants Potter to hurt as much as he does.

But Potter is fighting back. He hits Draco in the stomach, making him flinch. He welcomes the sharp pain. It numbs the other sensations in his body. It doesn’t last long, though. Once again, he feels detached from his body.

Draco’s not sure, but he thinks he got Potter on his shoulder and punched his chest, knocking the breath out of him. When Draco starts whirling around again, striking out in an uncontrolled manner, he suddenly feels arms encircling him, clutching him.

“Damn it, Malfoy, stop,” Potter shouts. He tightens his grip, trying to get Draco to stop moving. Draco fights against the restraint, tries to break free, but Potter is apparently stronger than him.

“Bloody hell, I heard you’ve been starting fights lately for no apparent reason,” Potter squeezes out while Draco still tries to get him off him. “What is the matter with you?”

Draco just grunts and tries to shove his elbow into Potter’s side. He fails. When all his attempts fail, he finally slumps down. Potter, surprised by the sudden extra weight, tumbles and they both go down.

Draco needs a moment to realise he’s half sitting in Potter’s lap, his body still somewhat encircled by Potter’s arms. It’s too much. Draco can’t take this. The hot tears he spilled earlier are nothing compared to what’s happening right now. He’s choking on his own sobs, every inhale torture to his lungs.

He can’t even win a fight against Potter, Draco thinks bitterly. Is his father right? Is Draco really a disappointment? Draco is faintly aware that he’s heaving and puffing, his chest aching.

“Malfoy,” Potter says quietly, uncertainty clear in his voice. He hasn’t moved his arms and Draco wants to slap them away, because the warmth that’s seeping through his robes is too bittersweet for him to bear. It’s not Potter’s intention to comfort him with this proximity.

“Your hand,” Potter suddenly mutters. Draco looks down at it. His hand his bruised and swollen, the skin on his knuckles cracked. He still doesn’t feel any pain. He’s just numb, like most days lately, not in control of his own body.

He hates that he can’t get up and just leave. He’s still sitting in Potter’s lap, sobbing like a child. Draco feels a tentative finger under his chin and tries to jerk his head away, but Potter’s grip is firm. He forces Draco to look at him and Draco can do nothing against it. He stares at Potter as several emotions pass over his face. His eyes are wide and his mouth opens to release a warm puff of breath. Draco feels it on his face and it’s like Potter has struck him.

The aching in his chest worsens and Draco breaks down completely. He lets his head fall down, not caring where it lands. The fingers under his chin disappear, as Draco’s head hits something solid. Potter’s shoulder, he realises, when something soft tickles his ear. Potter’s hair.

Draco knows this is wrong. He knows Potter is getting a glimpse of something, Draco has been trying to hide from everyone. He can’t show weakness. He just can’t.

He isn’t sure, at first, if he’s imagining something pressing into his back and the warmth on his cheek, until he tries to turn his head and finds that he can’t. Because Potter’s cheek is pressing into his, his arms are around Draco once more. He’s drawing circles on Draco’s back with his palms rather awkwardly.

Draco really does know this is wrong and he has no idea what possessed Potter to actually try and comfort him, but when Draco feels a warm hand move over his head and begins stroking his hair, Draco closes his eyes and decides that, just for tonight, he will forget about everything that is wrong.

i need jason to meet sally 

calling Shiro space dad is Coran erasure so jot that down 


Summary: You and Sam both have insomnia, so you find a way to entertain yourselves.

Warning: smut

Word Count: 1550

A/N: It’s been a while since I wrote Sam x reader. Hope you enjoy! XOXO

12:36 AM

Insomnia does weird things to a person.

Under no other circumstances would you be sitting in the library of the bunker, reading about the weaponry forged in fourteenth century Japan to combat a monster that was essentially an ocean-dwelling werewolf.

Yeah. Can’t make this shit up.

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Small Bump | 01

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader.

Words: 1,897.

Genre: Angst, fluff(?).

Summary: “Things you said when you were scared.”

A/N: I’ve decided to jump on the train and write these small drabbles based on various prompts as a way to take a break from my super long fics and have a different creative outlet. ALSO, highkey based on the song Small Bump by Ed Sheeran.

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anonymous asked:

So would you say that vld is like.. season 1 had keith pinning over shiro while season 2 is shiro pinning over keath?

Not really haha

You pine for something you don’t have. This whole season (1-2, i just kinda look at it as one) was about how they have each other, I think.

Like, they started with them having a very strong bond and then it just got way stronger in season 2. (WAY WAYYY stronger)

The way I see it, it’s more like they are constantly surprised by just how much the other loves them and is there for them, when both of them are just completely content with what the other has given them so far and how things are right now.

Like look at Keith’s mind, he didn’t even expect Shiro sticking up for him like that and staying by his side in that situation. And he still ran after him there, still was saying “you’re like a brother to me” when Shiro wasn’t exactly acting like one towards him.

And like, Shiro in that cave, being all hard on himself and feeling like a failure, probably expecting Keith to agree with him because Keith was the person with the better ideas and smarter actions, and Keith is just “no wtf Shiro, you’re a great leader, you changed my life, you made me into what I am”

And I think both of them think more about the other for them to be selfish and want something the other might not exactly want. Like they’re the “I’m fine with everything as long as you’re happy” the “i’ll take anything you’re willing to give me” pair haha, It’s a very selfless kind of love. 

I do think they both have a very strong desire to be closer (conscious for Shiro, subconscious for Keith because he’s got walls) But notice how both of them never push for anything, they both wait patiently for the other to open up when they’re ready. (Keith about Shiro’s PTSD, Shiro about Keith and his knife) Kinda like “I would really love it if you trusted me with this, but I understand if you don’t and I’ll keep my distance and help in any other way I can”

But like I dunno, to me Shiro would be the only pinning one, because I think Keith is just in complete awe Shiro has stuck with him for so long as it is haha, he probably can’t even imagine there might be even more, he’s just scared of losing what they already have.

And that’s the thing, I think they just really really appreciate the relationship they already have, so for them to always kinda find out like “oh wait there’s even more??” is definitly a nice surprise, but not something they would expect or need in any way, simply because they’re mostly just content with what they do have, and what the other has already done for them. Like, I think they’re both like “oh it would be nice if…but It’s ok if not” when it comes to eachother.

That’s the way I see it atleast.

Dating Tom Holland would include...

Originally posted by spiderholland

A/N: Horrible day to hate my baby boy Tom, lol sorry not sorry. Also, Izzy this is for you (I know you’re gonna read it ♥)

Writer: Jess

  • Probably meeting him at a party or something
  • Tom being pretty self conscious around you while you two are not actually dating
  • Purely because he wants you to fall in love with Thomas Stanley Holland, not Tom “Spiderman” Holland, you know what I mean? 
  • And the thought of opening up so much to someone is kind of scaring for him
  • But once you are dating him, things change
  • Tom being as lowkey as he can about his relationship with you, at first 
  • His fans starting to suspect as you’re always with him, Haz and Harry
  • Having to deal with both the love and the hate you start to receive from them
  • Tom losing his fear of what can possibly happen because “life is too short, love, I gotta show you off”
  • Him taking you to every single premiere he goes
  • Some of them you’re gonna be on the red carpet with him, the other ones you’re just gonna be around with Haz
  • But you’re always gonna be there
  • Flying around the world with Tom whenever he has a press tour to do
  • Him asking you for a good luck kiss before every and any interview
  • So please, make sure you’re always around him, otherwise he’s gonna be like “Okay, Harrison, I can’t find my (Y/N), you’re gonna have to kiss me”
  • Actually, you having to deal with how close Tom is to Haz - and you loving it, because coME ON?????
  • Spending a lot of time with Haz when Tom is busy with a photoshoot or anything like that
  • Being really close to his family, to the point that sometimes his parents only let his brothers travel with him because you’re going too
  • Defending Harry when Tom teases him about his crush on you
  • “Thomas, I’m going to leave you for him, leave the kid alone!”
  • Facetiming your family and Tom simply joining you by shouting “HI, FAMILY”
  • Him going to visit your family with you
  • Having little silly fights with him, just like every single couple 
  • Tom crossing his arms and clenching his jaw when he’s mad at you
  • Kissing all over his jaw until he cracks a smile or pulls you for a hot kiss
  • Sex with Tom being either totally funny, awkward, loud and quick
  • Or slow, passionate, deep, quiet and sweaty
  • Him giving you piggy back rides
  • Borrowing his jackets
  • Planing a super birthday party for him
  • Staying awake the whole night just cuddling and listening to music with him
  • Having tons of playlists with him
  • Playlist for when you two are sleeping, cooking, on the car, having sex, flying, cleaning the house
  • Plus Tom never letting you clean his apartment alone
  • Staying with Tessa when he’s on another city/state/country and you couldn’t go with him
  • Tessa sleeping between you two sometimes
  • Having your pictures all over his instagram because like I said, he wants to show you off
  • Tom mentioning you on interviews but never calling you by your name
  • Whenever he talks about you, you’re “my girl”
  • Him loving to kiss you slowly for looong minutes
  • Making out with him all the time - on parties, before premieres, before going to sleep, while cooking, etc
  • “Hey, do you wanna make out?”
  • “Sure”
  • Tom being such a sucker for the way you hug him that he basically loves hugging you more than anything else
  • Massaging his back after a long time at the gym because he just works so hard to stay on that shape
  • Blaming you for it
  • “You’re always craving for pizza and ice cream, of course it’s on you, (Y/N)”
  • Waking him up at 3am to go eat some burgers
  • And Tom being like “hell yeah, let’s go”
  • Tom hating to see you cry and kissing your tears away, always
  • Holding your hands when you’re sad so somehow you know he’s there with you
  • Him always sleeping shirtless and wraping his arms around you, no matter how hot it is
  • “Thomas, I’m sweating, let me go”
  • “Shh, I’m sleeping”
  • Eskimo kisses after waking up in the morning
  • Sharing tons of cups of tea/coffee with him
  • Saying “I love you” to each other at least once a day
  • Both of you being beyond the whole jealous thing because you know none of you are actually going to leave the other
BTS Reaction to You Being an Affectionate Sleeper

Request: Babe, a BTS reaction to you being affectionate or touchy while sleeping? Shannnnks

Note: Totally forgot about my algebra advanced exam and the many hw piled in my laptop thats due by midnight *screams into oblivion with tears cascading down my cheeks* NEARLY A HUNDRED PROBLEMS. But, it’s what I deserve. I didn’t wanna leave ya hanging, so here is a revamped version of..this. *Credit to gif owners*

JinThe moment Jin arrived home and plastered himself onto the bed where you were sleeping soundly, he felt an overwhelming exhaustion overtake him. His eyes were slowly closing, and before he could fall asleep; you threw the blanket over him and hugged him, resting your head on his chest unconsciously. His eyes widened and he became too happy, thanking the one above for giving him a chance to be with you. In the morning, he caught you off guard. *gif*

Originally posted by lovechinoslol

Suga ➳ Yoongi gave you a small kiss on your forehead before pulling you into his chest. He was content with the way you hugged him back, making him feel loved with how you squeezed him with need. Before sleep could overtake him, you moved a little—trying to get comfortable and when you finally stopped moving, Yoongi’s eyes shot wide open. Your hand was settled right on his manhood, and his face flushed at the sudden contact. He couldn’t sleep at all.

Originally posted by minsnuggles

J-Hope ➳ Hoseok was staring at the ceiling, dreading the next day. He was too tired and just wanted to call in sick, but staring at you made him realize that he wanted you to be proud of him. He sighed, and when you hugged him in your sleep; digging your face into his neck a wide smile spread onto his lips. Now, he knew for a fact that he couldn’t wait for the next day. He’d take 8 hours of sleep with you in his arms any day!

Originally posted by damibirds

RapMonster ➳ Namjoon isn’t really used to affection, so when he threw the fluffy blankets over you two and was slowly dozing off; he immediately froze when he felt you wrap an arm around him. The biggest smile ever plastered onto his face and he refused to move; scared to wake you up from your sleep. He was happy, and he couldn’t wait to do that with you and more for the rest of your life.

Originally posted by asdfghobi

Jimin ➳ The moment Jimin felt you move in bed and hug him in your sleep, his cheeks were flaming red from embarrassment and at the cute contact. He squeaked out loud when you moved your hand, softly hitting his best friend and smoothly resting your hand on his belly. He eventually fell asleep but when he woke up he wouldn’t stop teasing you. “I know you want some of this, babe.” he’d say, lifting his shirt up and giving you a shit eating grin. “Well tooo bad!” You would be confused and he would just blush, remembering the night before.

Originally posted by parkjmn

V ➳ Yes, you’d be affectionate while sleeping but Taehyung would be even more affectionate than you. Before he’d go to sleep, he’d pull you into his arms, give you a loving kiss and dig his face into your hair; smelling the nice scent while wrapping his arms securely around your waist before he’d fall asleep. You’d enjoy it a lot, but when you just wanted to sleep without being tangled into each other’s limbs—he would wake up immediately and not let you. Always wanting you to be with him at all times.

Originally posted by 55kumamons

Jungkook ➳ The minute Jungkook was wrapped into a burrito of blankets with you in his arms, he would knock out immediately. No matter what you did in your sleep, he wouldn’t acknowledge it because of his deep slumber. You could even be sleeping on top of him and he wouldn’t budge, unless you tried to get away from the skin contact—he’d just pull you back in. He’d only be able to sleep good with you by his side, and when he woke up to you still sleeping; he would be content.

Originally posted by jeonsshi


Mine (part 2 of Hers)

This is part 2 to this imagine. Hope you enjoy it!

You know one of the worst things about being in love with your best friend? You can’t just get away from them. It’s like even if you’re sure that ignoring them will be helpful, they just won’t take it.

Since that night, a month ago, I’ve been doing everything in my power to get away from Harry. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want him out of my life forever, but just for a little while so I can try and get over him. Because now he’s engaged, and trust me, the world doesn’t let me forget this.

Although I’ve been busy with work – or at least that’s what I tell Harry to avoid him – the world seems to get against me all the time. Fans bombarding my twitter with questions about his engagement and how I feel about it, Harry and Lexa on the cover of every magazine, Louis texting me every day asking me how I am doing, Anne complaining I haven’t been to their family reunion on weekends… It’s tough to ignore this whole thing when it seems it’s out to get me.

Harry knows something is wrong. I don’t think he realizes how hurt I am by his decision to get married to Lexa, but he definitely knows something is wrong. He keeps texting me, saying he misses me and that he wants me to be part of his wedding. So far, I’m not even sure if I’ll go to the damn thing.

Will you be free this weekend? Mom said she’ll be giving a small get together and that she misses you. H

Not sure. Working and all that.

Why are you so distant?

I’ve already told you, I’m working. Big project.

I’ll be honest and say I miss him. Probably more than I should. I miss his hugs, I miss his voice, his smile, his mesmerizing green eyes, his way of making me smile by only looking at me. I miss him. But I also feel angry. Harry is probably the smartest person I know and yet he doesn’t realize the mistake he’s making. Lexa doesn’t get him like I do, she probably doesn’t care for him as much as I do and definitely doesn’t love him like I do. I guess I am just angry at myself, at the end of the day. I could have had him. It took me too long to tell him my feelings and he moved on. No, to someone to move on from someone there has to be feelings involved and I’m pretty sure he never had those feelings for me.

It hurts, most of all. It’s hard to ignore the aching feeling in my heart, especially when I don’t know how to get rid of it. I’ve been on dates the past weeks, dates that went nowhere. That ended with me in my couch, a bottle of wine, old photos of Harry and me and many tears. Tears because I miss those times when we’re inseparable, when it was us against the world. I miss those times when I knew I could tell him everything. I miss his comfort after heartbreak. But how can I go to him when the reason I am so devastated is him? Is the fact that he loves someone else, that he is about to vow infinity love for someone is not me. Is the fact that even though he knows me so well, he can’t see how this is breaking me. He is about to be forever hers and all I wish was for him to give me a chance to make him mine. He can’t fix me when he’s the one who broke me.  

I knew I shouldn’t, it would only make things worse. So I don’t how I ended up sitting in my car, on Anne’s driveway. I should turn around and go back to my house, but a part of me didn’t want to. I miss everyone, they’re like family to me. And, most of all, I miss him. I know very well that for my own sake I should turn around and run, so why am I walking towards the door?

“Y/N, it’s so good to see you, my darling! I missed you! How are you doing?” Anne hugged me tight and I couldn’t help the smile that this hug brought to my face. I miss her more than anything.  

“I’m ok. Working a lot.” I let go of her and we headed to her living room. Everyone was there: Gemma, the boys, Lou, Lux and, of course, Harry and Lexa. He looks amazing and my breath was caught in my through as soon as he headed my way.

“Where have you been hiding?!” He hugged me and I let him hold me to his chest. Gosh, how I missed this. Missed him so close to me. I almost forgot everyone else, but the hug was shortly broken by Gemma.

“Sis, it’s so good to see you. How’s work? How’s life?” She hugged me.

After saying hello to everyone, Gemma, Louis and I went to the kitchen to grab some more wine to the others.

“How you doing?” Louis asked me once we were out of reach.

“I drink a lot, I cry a lot and I work a lot.” I was honest with them. Gemma looked at me with sadness in her eyes and I knew she wanted nothing more than to me and her brother to get together and be happy.

“He misses you.” Louis told me. “He doesn’t know why you’re pulling away and it’s breaking him that you’re so distant.”

I felt a knot in my through and I knew if I keep talking about it, I’ll lose it. I’ll crumble in a ball of hysterical cries and that would cause a lot of trouble. I took the wine bottle and went back to the kitchen, to see Lexa showing Anne pictures of wedding dresses she has been trying on. Anne looked like she couldn’t care less for what her future to be daughter-in-law was saying, but the scene itself was enough to halt me in place.

It was real. He really was getting married. She was already looking at dresses. I think a part of me always thought he was going to change his mind, or maybe this whole thing was some kind of sick joke.

“Oh, Y/N, Lexa wants you to help with her dress too.” Harry smiled at me, oblivious to the hurt his words caused.

“Hm, maybe some other time.” My voice didn’t sound like myself, it sounded robotic. “I need to go now. Got a call from the office.”

“Wait, what?” He asked confused. “You just got here. And today is Sunday, you can’t possibly work on a Sunday!”

“Well, it’s very possible and I need to get going.” I was out the door before I could even hear anything else.

I drove back home with tears rolling down my face and a broken heart. I lost him forever.

If I had stayed that night, I would’ve known about the fight that took place right after I left. I would’ve known how pissed off Harry was with my behavior and I would know what unfolded after Gemma decided to just through every truth at him.

If I had stayed, I wouldn’t be face to face with a very angry Harry, standing in the middle of my living room.

“YOU LOVE ME?” He asked looking at me from across the room.

“Of course I love you, you’re my best friend and…” I tried to get out of the situation, but I could see I wasn’t convincing him.

“Oh please, Gemma told me everything. How you’ve been in love with me for 3 years and not said a damn word about it. How you’ve ran away from my party not because you’re not feeling well as you told me, but because I got engaged. How you’ve been ignoring me on purpose to get rid of your feelings for me. Why did I have to hear this from my sister, Y/n? Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice was near a whisper at the end of his rant and he looked devastated.

“I-I-I…” I took a deep breath and turned away from him. “I was afraid of losing you for good. When I first realized my feelings, I didn’t know how to deal with it. How was I supposed to tell you? I’ve known you my whole life, Harry! But the boys kept on telling me to talk to you. Do you remember that day 3 years ago?” I turned around to meet with his green eyes watching my every move. “When you told me you met Lexa?”

“Of course. It was the day you told me you were coming home and…” He stopped. I could see the wheels turning in his head; I knew he understood what I wanted to say.

“I was going to confess my feelings for you that day. But you were so happy about her… I couldn’t ruin this for you. So I decided it was time for me to come home, for me to move on from you.”

“But you never did.” He whispered.

“No. It’s harder to get over you than it looks like.” I sat on my couch, feeling completely defeated with this whole conversation. “Why are you so pissed off, Haz? Yes, I do love you and I am trying to get over you. Eventually it will happen. I’m not gonna lie and say that right now I’m happy with your wedding, because God knows I don’t think she’s right for you. But if you’re happy, than so am I. I just need time to get over my feelings for you, that’s all.”

“Why am I so pissed off?!” Harry suddenly was angry again. “You didn’t tell me anything. You completely shut me out, I was left in the dark for too long. For Christ sake, I am your best friend, you should tell me this things! So now, not only did I lose my future wife, I’m afraid I’ll lose my best friend.”

“Wait, what?” I looked up at his hooded eyes, feeling my heart pick up the rate. What does he mean with lost his future wife?

As if reading my thoughts, he took the wedding ring he gave Lexa from his pocket and showed to me. The beautiful diamond was shining in the dim lights and I could barely believe my own eyes.

“Harry, what did you do? Why are you with her bloody ring?”

“Because if you had told me you loved me, I would never have stayed with Lexa in the first place!” He sat beside me and took my hand in his. “I always loved you, Y/N. Gosh, always have and always will! I spent so many years loving you, and when I realized you would never love me back, I decided to move on, y’know? Lexa was a great girl, but she wasn’t you. I cared for her, and since I believed I would never love someone as much as I love you, I thought she could be the next best thing, I guess. Gosh, Y/N, I love you so so so much it hurts.”

At first, I thought I was dreaming. Harry was confessing his feelings for me and it has to be a dream. But when his hands found my neck and his lips found my lips, I knew this was actually happening. And it was better than every dream I ever had in my entire life.

“Now, I need to hear your answer even though I know what’s gonna be. Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?” He smiled at me and in that moment I knew everything was finally fitting into places.

“We went through all of this for you STILL have to ask me that?” I rolled my eyes and straddled his lap. “Of course, you idiot.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to see the others reaction.” He laughed and kissed me again. “But first, let me show you exactly how much I love you.”

And just like that, he carried me to my room, for the first of many nights together.


I hope you’ve liked this. Please, leave me your thoughts about this oneshot, talk to me pleeease. Sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language!

All the love, B.


#this whole scene #was a masterpiece #how they didn’t run to eachother and kiss #cause this was not what this was about #it was not about passion #IT WAS ABOUT ACCEPTANCE #isak is touching him so softly #so genlty #like he’s rediscovering him #like he’s saying i know everything about you now #and it makes me love you even more #he’s touching him so genlty #cause he’s telling him that he’s the same even he fell in love with #that his disorder did not change anything about the way he feels about him #and about who even is #AND THIS HUG #you can see on even’s face that this was exaclty what he needed #cause isak is telling him he will always be here #that he hasn’t scared him away #and you can see even leaning in #accepting that isak loves him #and accepting himself 

Oh We're in Love Aren't We?

 Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Requested by anon:  “Is that my shirt” for either Lin or Daveed where you guys are best friends and it gets awkward and cute. Please and thank you

Summary: Lin and the reader were best friends all through their teenage years and college days. Like so, life pulls them in separate directions for a few years, only to have them reunite for a special occasion.


Warnings: none, except fluff

A/N PLEASE READ SO THE STORY MAKES SENSE: The story goes back and forth between the present & past. The present is in italics. LET ME KNOW IF IT GETS CONFUSING. Roughly based off of Ed’s ‘Hearts Don’t Break Around Here’..enjoy :)

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maybe maryse will reach out and apologise to magnus as well?

this takes place after 2x14. maryse mentioned how she was reaching out everyone she had hurt and i want to think she’ll eventually reach out to magnus as well?

let me know what you think!

“Can I see you in my office for a minute?” asked Alec, trying to emulate the same softness he had just heard in Magnus talking to Raphael.

Magnus nodded but with a clenched jaw. “As Head of the Institute?” he asked curtly. Alec shook his head with a smile.

“As my boyfriend.” Magnus grinned but quickly hid it behind a fake cough. Alec smiled a brilliant smile and Magnus’ grin slipped back.

“Of course, Alexander.” He emphasised the boy’s name, stretching it out as far as his breath would let him. As much as they loved teasing each other with their esteemed titles, it was a relief to be able o go back to just Magnus and Alexander.

Alec rolled his eyes in amusement and reached his finger out to hold Magnus’ hand, pulling him down the hall to his office. Just as they reached the door, Magnus stopped and turned Alec by the shoulder to face him. “Thank you for giving Raphael another chance,” he said, barely louder than a whisper. “He does appreciate it…” Magnus paused. “And he told me that he ended it with Isabelle.”

Alec nodded. “I know, Izzy told me, too.” Alec swallowed in a way that suggested to Magnus he was about to ask too much of him. Alec felt his palms become sweaty, especially when they began to slip out of Magnus’. “And I was kind of hoping… You could try to give my mother another chance?” Magnus looked around them warily, avoiding Alec’s gaze. It just felt much too intense at the moment. Alec spoke up, the words spilling out almost desperately. “You have every right to walk away, I wouldn’t hold it against you. But she’s trying, like actually trying,” he said with a sort of humour.

Magnus looked at the wooden door beside them and gestured to it with a flick of his head. Alec noticed the corner of Magnus’ eyes glitter in the dim light of the hallway. “Is she inside?” he whispered. Alec nodded and Magnus gave him a gingerly smile. “After you, Alexander.” A relieved smile broke out onto Alec’s face and Magnus took a step back, allowing Alec to open the door.

As he did, he revealed Maryse leaning on Alec’s desk in a way Magnus had never seen her or Robert before. “Mother,” addressed Alec, closing the door behind Magnus.

“Alec,” replied Maryse before standing up straight. “Magnus,” she said, turning her entire presence to face him, something very few Shadowhunters ever did. Maryse reached out a hand to for Magnus and he shook it but stayed quiet. He wasn’t sure what to say but didn’t have to revel in the problem for long before Maryse spoke up. “I wanted to apologise for everything – anything – I’ve ever done to hurt you. I had no right and I was wrong. I hope you can forgive me someday.”

Magnus looked back in slight astonishment. Not only did it sound like she had not taken a breath between the words, but it also sounded like she hadn’t taken a breath for at least a half hour before and had just released it now. All Magnus could find himself to do was swallow and nod. He recognised her sincerity. He had never received an apology from someone like Maryse – someone so entrenched in their prejudices – before and he had to take a second to let it sink in.

He smiled. Her apologies were just as awkward as Alec’s, but genuine nonetheless. “Of course,” he choked out. “Thank you.” Then she did something Magnus – nor Alec for that matter – had expected in their wildest dreams.

Maryse took a few hesitant steps forward and circled her arms around Magnus, embracing him in a hug that was tender at first but then bone crushing. A hug he would only expect from someone like his own mother and he felt a lump in his throat. He stood still, paralysed with the realisation that… Well, he wasn’t entirely sure what. But it made Magnus feel more human than he had ever felt before.

Magnus had always felt eternal, or maybe it was that others had always thought of him that way. But he had never felt like this, ephemeral and relied upon – like there were things at stake. “Thank you… for everything,” whispered Maryse, and Magnus was sure this was something she didn’t want Alec to hear. She pulled apart but kept her hands on his shoulders. He was still struck with shock and his mouth lay open, limp. “I see the confidence you’ve given Alec. The confidence to fight for what he deserves. Thank you. Thank you for making him happy when I couldn’t. I hope he can give you the same.” There were tears in her eyes which she hastily wiped away and Magnus finally blinked.

Magnus thought of bringing up her situation with Robert in a desperate plea to express his support for her in return. Alec had not told him directly, but rather he had overheard Jace and him in conversation. It surprised him the way the woman held herself despite what she was going through. And then decided to keep quiet. Maryse smiled as Magnus did and turned to walk out of Alec’s office. Magnus turned his gaze to Alec’s, who smiled hopefully at him. Magnus returned it, speechless.

Alec walked over rather swiftly and hugged him in a way that immediately comforted Magnus. He was aware of what his boyfriend must be going through. Alec pulled away suddenly, a thought striking him.

“Oh! I haven’t shown you my balcony yet!” he exclaimed, eyes lighting up the room, and Magnus chuckled at him. Alec turned around in excitement, pulling Magnus behind him to the balcony doors. The stepped outside into the frosty air, the cold nipping at their noses as they overlooked the flickering lights of New York City. “And…” added Alec. Magnus eyed him curiously as the boy moved to close and firmly lock the balcony doors behind them. “Complete privacy,” he said, smirking at Magnus.

Magnus quickly – but not quickly enough – walked over to Alec and crashed his lips into Alec’s, bringing the boy’s head down to him. He continued to push Alec against the door of the balcony, edges of Alec’s jacket scrunched in Magnus’ fist as his other hand stroked his boyfriend’s neck rune. The simple gesture sent shivers up and down Alec’s spine. He was sure it wasn’t the breeze.

i hope you enjoyed, let me know what you think! if you have any prompts or scenarios for me, please head over to my ask box.

in the meantime, alec is always fascinated by magnus being a father figure.

anonymous asked:

I liked the cuddling headcannons, can you do one for russia please!!!

My big, sweet teddy bear. I love him. 

  • He absolutely loves cuddling. It is at the very top of his list of “things I love to do with my love.” 
  • Ivan is huge standing at almost 6 feet and he’s big-boned as well with some chub to survive the Russian Winters, so he is perfect cuddle material. 
  • He’ll want to cuddle you anywhere, really. He’s just a really affectionate guy! 
  • Like if you’re doing something while standing, he’ll sneak up behind you and wrap his arms around your body then pull you up against his own. He’ll let out a soft hum of content while slowly rocking on his feet, just enjoying the feeling of being so close to you. 
  • Or if you’re sitting on the couch watching TV, he’ll sit really close to you then quietly squirm in his seat until you get the hint and crawl into his lap. 
  • Ivan is a singer as well. He has a really cutesy voice and the purest giggle (just listen to his character songs. You’ll fall deep in love) so really, why would you say no? He’ll sing anything you request and! if it’s a duet, then it’s even more fun because the cuddly bear squeezes you when he giggles. 
  • He also really enjoys petting you when you cuddle because “your hair is so soft~” and he can bring your face closer for some smooches or nose kisses. 
  • Staring is also a thing for him. At first, it might be a bit creepy but he’s looking at with with so much love in his eyes. You’re the world to him and he just wants to make sure he memorizes everything about you so even in his dreams, you are there. 

-Mun Sparkles 



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d2diamond  asked:

Fluff: #60 “You look like you could use a hug.” - OtaYuri! :D

You look like you could use a hug,” Yuri says as he looks down at Otabek’s figure slumped down on the bench. His skates are still on and he is resting his head on the wall behind him, eyes closed. Yuri can see the anger on his features even if he doesn’t say a word. 

He hurt his knee again, he landed a jump a bit harder than usual and Yuri felt his heart stop when he saw Otabek fall on the ice. When he stayed there just a beat too long, flat on his back, completely still. 

Yuri sits next to him, resting his hand on top of Otabek where he is holding the ice on his injured knee. Yuri pushes it a bit further and even rests his head on Otabek’s shoulder as well. Yuri is scared it might be a bit too much when he feels Otabek taking his hand off his knee but it comes back on top of Yuri’s instead and he rubs his fingers against Yuri’s knuckles. 

Yuri looks up and Otabek opened his eyes, looking down at him and biting the inside of his cheek. Yuri has the feeling he is fighting back tears and for the first time in his life, the sight of someone crying might bring some tears in his eyes as well. 

Otabek never stops making new emotions bubble up inside of him and if he’s being completely honest, Yuri is ready to embrace every single one of them. 

Otabek came to St.Petersburg a few months to train with Yuri. And it’s great. Otabek sleeps in Yuri’s guest room and they hang out a lot, binge watch too many tv shows on Netflix. Yuri loves showing the city to Otabek and he rent a motorbike so it makes the whole thing even cooler. 

They cuddle sometimes, in front of the tv, they hold hands too. Otabek never leaves without a kiss on Yuri’s cheek. And there isn’t anything better than the warm embrace of Otabek’s hug. They always make Yuri feel better so he thought, maybe it could be the other way around with Otabek too.

That he could suggest a hug to make him feel better.

Otabek reaches over and wrap his arm around Yuri’s shoulder, pulling him closer and Yuri can feel a kiss being pressed against the top of his head, “You’re the one who needs comfort Beka.”

“I always feel better when you’re in my arms” Otabek replies, his voice a bit rough, breaking on the last few words. Yuri puts his arms around his waist to hold him a bit closer.

“I’m sorry you’re hurt. Go get changed and I’ll call a cab to get us back home, okay? We’ll get the bike another day.”

Otabek looks back at him in silence for a few beats and Yuri can feel it right to his bones. There is something so intense in those dark brown eyes that he can’t look away. Finally Otabek nods and gives him a tiny crooked smile,

“Can we cuddle on the couch tonight? Watch a movie or something?” He asks, reaching out to push a few strands of blond hair from Yuri’s face. He knows he is blushing but he nods, like he could ever say no to this kind of request from Otabek.

Before getting up and reaching from the crutches they gave him after he fell, Otabek leans over to give a kiss on Yuri’s cheek, like he always does. 

But this time, it feels dangerously closer to his mouth than usual.


I’m Not Letting You Go That Easily

||| @chanyeolisdaddyaf asked: Hey, can I get an EXO and Monsta X scenario where they are being aggressive with their girlfriends? |||

Monsta X

Park Chanyeol x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU, angst

Word count: 534

Originally posted by fyeah-chanyeol

You were tired of waiting for him every single day. Sometimes he wouldn’t even come back for the night or if he did it was already way past midnight and he would be gone early in the morning. Your relationship needed a break so you decided to come back to your old apartment, maybe that way he will understand that work isn’t everything. After you left he hadn’t called you in 2 days. That didn’t surprise you because he probably haven’t even been home in those 2 days, what was unexpected though , was seeing him outside your door late at night.

“Chanyeol, what-” you were about to say but he pushed you away and entered the house.

“Where is he?” he asked.


“Don’t play with me.” he hissed. He looked pissed. After staring at you for a few minutes he took off, checking every room and corner in the house.

“Chanyeol what are you doing?”

“You must be cheating on me, why else would you be here?”

“Excuse me? Can you please stop.” you told him grabbing him by the arm.

“Why did you leave?”

“Chanyeol, I think we should take a break so can you just go.”

He spun you around and slammed you into the nearby wall.

“What did you say?”

“Please go.” you told him trying to ignore the pain but his grip on you only became stronger.

“So what, it’s over? Just like that?”

“What do you mean just like that? Can’t you see what you have been doing these past few months, today is probably one of the few days we actually talk.” you shouted.

He clenched his teeth and looked at you with the eyes that are about to do something horrible. You waited for something to happen but he just punched the wall near your face and let go of you stomping away. You quickly followed him.


“Shut up, I don’t want to hear it!” he looked around for something to release his anger on when his eyes landed on the TV. He picked up the glass table near the sofa and smashed it into it.

“Oh my god, what are you doing!?” but he had no intention of stopping, he began trashing your place, breaking everything he found in his way. When you saw the opportunity you hugged him from behind hoping he would calm down.

“Stop!! I’m sorry but you should understand that this will be better for both of us.” you probably shouldn’t have said those last words as he turned around and threw you on the ground. He was now on top of you, his hands and face were bloody from the cuts of the broken glass.

“Chanyeol, please get off me, there are shards everywhere, you’re hurting me.”

He looked at you and bent down to your neck, biting into it and sucking to leave a hickey. You just whimpered from the painful touch.

“Now I have evidence that you’re really mine and I’m not letting you go that easily.” he said standing up. He looked around.

“Clean up this mess, I will come get you tomorrow.” he told exiting the apartment and leaving you alone on the floor.

A/N: When I started writing this I thought about making a ceo au but somehow everything turns into mafia aus for me 😂 It can still be read as a ceo au though, because it’s never mentioned where he works… 🤔 Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc, I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!!  😄 P.S. Aggressive relationships is a big no no and should not be tolerated in real life!!