these two were very lovely!!

anonymous asked:

Hello! I fell in love with your art style as soon as I have set my sights on it, for some reason it's very pleasing for my eyes. It's such an inspiration for me :) I don't know if you take requests but if it's not too much, is it possible for you to draw the Lutece twins from the game Bioshock, if you haven't heard of it yet you should check it out! If you are interested :D I think it would be lovely to see them in your style! Thank you and I hope you are having a good day!

hey i love the lettuce twins

Please Forgive Me, Lance

Blue hated this so much. She’d wanted to go back on it ever since the first second she stopped letting Lance in. He looked like he’d cry. That made her want to cry, too.

But that had nothing on right now. It was in the middle of the night, two or three am in Earth time- Lance’s time.

He walked up carefully to her, looking her in the eye for two seconds at most, “Hey, Blue…. Look, I know you don’t want me, but I need to know. Please tell me why you gave me up.”

She’d wanted to. She’d wanted to reach out to her boy, to say, But I do want you. And it’s killing me that I can’t let you come back to me right now. And it’s killing me that it’s hurting you. But she didn’t. She couldn’t.

He continues, “Please, Blue… I want to know why you gave me up. I need to know why I’m not worthy of you. Am I even worthy of Voltron anymore?” His voice cracked, forcing the lion’s heart to follow suit. You are more than worthy. If anything I am unworthy of you. I didn’t want to, Lance, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry.

He’d whispered, “Why can’t I ever be good enough? Why am I always just a fill-in? Why can’t I ever be more than just an extra wheel?!” Blue hated this with every fiber of her being. She didn’t want to push him out. But she had to, for Voltron. Fight now, all she wanted to do was tell the world Fuck Voltron.

He’d dropped to his knees now, shoulders shaking. Little splash noises hit the ground. Blue felt her hypothetical stomach drop the second she’d realized what they were. Tears.

But God, how it hurt her when he sobbed, “Why did you even bring me here?! If you were just going to… to ditch me like that, why did you bring me here at all?!”

I’m sorry, Lance, I’m so sorry. I want you to pilot me, but you can’t. Not right now. I love you so much, but I can’t.

He’d sobbed, “I’m not even meant to be on this team! I want to go home, where I’m wanted!”My baby, you are wanted, I’m so, so sorry I can’t tell you and none of us want you to leave. You’re meant to be here, Lance. Please know that.

A whispered voice of, “Lance?” The former Red Paladin had walked over, Lance frantically wiping his eyes. He’d realized it was too late, just letting tears fall.

Lance whispered, “Keith. I just… why doesn’t Blue love me anymore?!” He latched onto the other’s neck, sobbing. I love you so so much Lance, my baby, my raindrop. She felt bad using that nickname. She felt she didn’t deserve it with how she was forced to treat Lance.

Keith had whispered back, “I don’t know, Lance… I’m sorry. I’m sure she has a reason.” Keith had glared up at her. He loved Lance a great deal, she could tell that by his normally fiery and passionate gaze becoming a cold and unforgiving glare.

After Keith had gotten Lance back to his room, probably to sleep, he’d returned. He had the same stony and cold look in his eyes. He was angry that she’d hurt him. Angry at her. She was angry at herself, too.

He told her, “You hurt him. A lot. I don’t understand why you aren’t fixing it. He’s doubting his place on the team because of you.” I know, and I hate it. I can do nothing.

Keith continued, “I don’t know what came over you, but freezing him out like that has made him so insecure. He doesn’t even think he deserves to be called a Paladin. All because you couldn’t spare two fucking sentences to tell him otherwise.” I wanted to. Go, how I wanted to.

She wasn’t angry at him. In all honesty, under all the sadness and guilt plaguing her, she was glad Lance had him.

“I just don’t get it. He was so devoted to you. I mentioned you once outside his door, and he made sure to tell me that you two were very happy together and that you were his lion only. He loved you-still does-and you don’t even care enough to tell him he’s important?!”

“Why don’t you get it, Blue?! I know how it feels to be abandoned like that. It kills you. It makes you feel like you don’t deserve the ground you walk on, the air you breath. It makes you feel so alone, even if you’re in a room packed with people. You’re hurting him so much, Blue. Do you even care enough to fix it?”

She did care. So, so much. She’d be killed for her Paladin without thinking twice. He was her baby. She loved him with everything.

“He thinks you hate him. I know that isn’t totally true. Because if it were, you wouldn’t deserve to be a lion. I try to tell him he’s important and wanted and loved, but he doesn’t listen. He thinks that just cause we’re dating I’m lying to make him feel better. He talks so highly of you.”

I don’t deserve it. I don’t deserve him. I’m horrible and awful and I shouldn’t have ever agreed to Black’s plan. I’m going to strangle her. He doesn’t deserve something like me.

He’d finished off with, “You’d think that after all that’s happened, you’d know that mistakes of this scale last a lifetime, and do irreversible damage.” After, he stormed out, leaving her to her thoughts. She was pushing the other lions out at all costs right now.

I hate this so much, and I’ll make it up to you as soon as I can. As soon as Shiro comes back, you’ll come back to me, and I’ll tell you everything.

She felt awful. She hurt her baby. Made him feel like he doesn’t belong. Made him think she hated him.

I’m so incredibly sorry, Lance. I can’t… I can’t let our connections come back, or I won’t be able to take it away again. I just hope Red will comfort you. Please don’t hate me, Lance. Please remember all the times I’ve told you how great you are.

I hate this so much, and I’ll make it up to you as soon as I can. As soon as Shiro comes back, you'lll come back to me, and I’ll tell you everything. Every single word about how great you are. Maybe then you’ll know why I did this. Please don’t hate me.

Please forgive me, Lance.

Title: Secondhand Memories
Character: Shaun Murphy
A/n: A short story to help pass the time till the next episode. But there actually isn’t a lot of reader/shaun interaction in this one, but i’m willing to do a second part that elaborates more on it if anyone wants it!

Shaun didn’t see you in the morning like he always did. Usually, he’d walk in to find you balancing a cup of coffee on a closed binder of charts, or twirling a pen in between your fingers while you spoke to one of the other doctors.

Today though, he came through the usual doors at his usual time and looked around for you. He was pretty excited to tell you about the nice elderly lady on the bus who called him handsome. But the whole front lobby was absent of your presence.

It was a bit alarming at first, but then he saw Claire walk over and place a stack of multi-colored binders onto the receptionists desk.

“Good morning, Dr. Browne.” Shaun said once he walked up to her, looking up from his hands to smile at her. “You look nice today, have you seen Dr. (L/n)?”

Claire looked up at him, surprised that he was even talking to her after their other failed attempts at having conversations with one another. “Oh hey, yeah she called in today. I didn’t hear why though.”

“Do you think she’s sick?” Shaun asked, thinking back on last night and if you were showing any other symptoms during the car ride to his house.

Claire smiled. “I wouldn’t worry too much, she’ll be fine. I’m just glad she’s resting, (Y/n) forgets to take care of herself sometimes and then it just all catches up to her. It’s not very healthy but she’s been doing it for as long as I’ve known her.”

Shaun tilted his head, he didn’t know that about you. “Could you tell me more about Doctor (L/n)? You seem to know her best.”

Claire quirked an eyebrow, usually when people started asking personal questions about you, it was almost always because they were trying to get on your good side before poorly attempting to seduce you.

But this was Shaun.

“Well, that’s a pretty heavy question,” She observed, tapping the end of her pen on the papers. “She’s brilliant, like the rest of the doctors I know, but special in her own way.”

“If she’s like the rest of the doctors you know, what makes her special? Doesn’t that suggest that she is on the same level with her coworkers?” Shaun asked, watching on as Claire flipped through her patient charts.

Claire looked over at him and blinked. “That’s not what I meant, it’s just-” She stopped herself, mouth still opened as she clicked her pen, trying to conduct the words. “It’s kind of hard to explain.”

“Can you try?” Shaun pushed, there was a lot about you that he didn’t know, but wanted to. He was never good at getting to know people, and he was often too afraid to bring up conversations with those he wanted to. Talking to someone who knew you felt more secure than trying to ask you in person, at least to him.

She smiled at him. “Yeah, sure,” Claire was silent again, but then her eyes got a certain glimmer to them when she began to think back at her time at med school with you. “(Y/n) and I have known each other for a really long time, but when we first started out, as interns,” She looked up to find him listening intently, leaning closer as he tried to take in the information.

“We really never got to do much, scutwork and looking in on surgeries from the background. But there was this one time when I was chosen to be on one of the attending surgeons teams and she was scrubbing in to observe like usual. Long story short, it went horribly wrong, and I started to panic. Everything was sort of coming at me full force and I was genuinely stuck,”

There was another pause, and a soft smile took up her face. “And then (Y/n) comes up to me, and she started talking me through it in this real soft and gentle voice. Asking me what I remembered and what I could do to solve the problem. There was a man dying right in front of her and she was the calmest I’d ever seen her, she had the same amount of experience I had, but it was like she knew exactly what to say and do to help me. It was amazing, and she’s still like that now.”

Shaun looked down at his hands, too sheepish to meet her gaze. “I don’t really understand.”

Claire smiled, a reddish hue on her face as she folded up her charts and tucked them under her arms. “Like I said, it’s hard to explain. Maybe you’ll get to see it in action and then it’ll make more sense, I’ll meet you in the OR, Dr. Murphy.”


A few of the flowers we saw walking our favorite local trail.

BTS: Reaction to their crush being mistaken as their girlfriend

•Jin: You two were walking through the super market, looking for snacks and sugary drinks for your movie night at the dorm. You came over every Saturday, unless they were on tour. You were reaching for an item high up, standing on your tip toes and stretching as much as you could. Your shirt started to lift and Jin panicked.“Are you trying to get other boys to look at you?” He grabbed the hem of your shirt and helped you hold it down. He was a little flustered. “Aish I can get it.” He held your hip with one hand and reached up to grab it-easily. You felt your heart flutter, and you looked back at him.

“My, what a cute couple.” An elderly lady said with a gentle smile. Jin looked at you panicked, and you just smiled in response, bumping your hip against his and giggling.

“Come on boyfriend, let’s get some ice cream.”

Originally posted by softlytaejin

•Yoongi: You were looking to buy a new piano since the destruction monster broke your last one. You asked Yoongi to help you out since he had a good eye when it came to pianos.“Sit, try this one out.” He pat the bench and sat on one side, sitting in front of a cherrywood piano. You sat next to him and slowly started playing to Yoongi’s “First Love,” it being your favorite.

“I just think I want a different color.” You said, not thinking about what your fingers were doing and just doing it.

“I think, this one will bring out your beautiful eyes-” he looked at you, shocked about what he said. He went to apologize but your fingers started to tap his, and it made you both panic.

“See we used to be as cute as that but now you won’t play with me anymore.” An elderly woman complained to her husband after seeing you and Yoongi play together. You both softly laughed and looked into each other’s eyes

.“She said we’re cute.” You whispered.

“I think that’s a sign.” He mumbled with a smirk.

Originally posted by bangtan

•Namjoon: You and Joonie were cooking together for Bangtan. You wanted to teach him since he was so bad at it. Slowly, he got closer and closer, and he nearly tipped you over. You closed your eyes tightly and prepared for the worst, holding your breath. You felt arms wrap around your waist and you quickly opened your eyes to see Namjoon’s face super close to your own.“Are you ok..?” He asked breathlessly. You grabbed onto his face with your sticky hands that smelled like garlic and giggled softly, nodding in response. He was leaning in slowly and you did nothing to stop it, you closed your eyes, expecting the kiss of your dreams.

“Is food almost-HYUNG! If you’re gonna make out with your girlfriend do it somewhere we can’t see!” An innocent Jungkook scolded and covered his eyes.

“whaT-” Namjoon loosened his arms and let you fall to the floor on your butt.

Originally posted by syubto

•Hoseok: Today was Bangtan’s day off, so you all decided to go horseback riding. After a long riding session, Hoseok hopped off the horse you shared and grabbed your hand. “Come, I’ll help you down.” He smiled a very prince-like smile at you. You grabbed onto his shoulder and he held your waist gently but securely. You slowly slid off, landing in front of him. You two were very close and he got tense, seeing the love of his life so close. Looking into your eyes he began to lean in, and you didn’t stop him. This would’ve been the most romantc thing to happen to you, but you were interrupted by Taehyung.

“Hyung I didn’t know you were dating now!” He said with a dropped jaw, making both you and Hobi jump.

“Huh?!” You both shouted in unison.You pushed Hoseok back, looking down quickly after and covering your red cheeks.

Originally posted by yoonseokismyreligion

•Jimin: Wrapping his arm around your neck, he smiled charmingly as he looked at what you were pointing at. “You look like that.” You pointed to the monkey in the cage with the big red butt.

“What?!” Jimin looked at you surprised and scoffed. He thought for a few seconds, huffing and pouting. “Well… well at least I don’t look like a. Like a fish.” He said aggressively. “With those, kissable lips…” he looked down at your lips, and as soon as you snapped your head up at him, he gulped and looked into your eyes.

“Chim..?” You felt yourself turning red.

“Mommy yucky are they gonna kiss?” A little bit asked behind you. You felt embarrassed and looked down quickly. Jimin smiled and bit his lip, tightening his grip around you.

Originally posted by bwipsul

•Taehyung: Tae decided to take you out after a long day of him practicing and you studying. As best friends, you’d occasionally do stuff like this for each other. Dinner, the movies, now a walk in the park. “Let’s play truth or dare.” He said with a mischievous smile.

“Ok then,” you were always down for that. “Truth or dare?” You asked him while sipping on your iced coffee.


“Tell me who your crush is.” You said with no hesitation.“Aish (Y/n) not that again…” he smiled. “Truth or dare?” He asked. You huffed and crossed your arms.

“Dare.” You responded.

“Kiss me.” His sudden request nearly made you choke. You looked up at him, waiting for him to tell you he was kidding. But instead, he grabbed your waist and pulled you closer. He quickly pecked your lips, making you jump a bit. You heard a gasp behind you.

“Oh my god when did you two start dating?” A random Jhope appeared with 5 other boys behind him.

“Just now.” Tae said while hugging you and smiling big.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

•Jungkook: Not to long ago BigHit invited you to be a part of Bangtan’s new MV, since you were drop dead gorgeous and a good actress. You were the girl they’d all be gawking over. Jungkook however had the hardest time. He was weird with girls, but his crush was a-whole-nother thing. He was the one to end up with the girl-you-and in the end of the MV he was scripted to make it look like he was kissing you. You didn’t mind, him being your best friend and your crush. And the way he got all shy made you feel confident. The MV was released, and all the comments said, “Jungkook and (Y/n)! I knew they were dating!” Or “I saw this happening.” Jungkook barged into your house when you were sleeping. You felt a heavy weight on you and groaned loudly.

“Because of you everyone thinks we’re dating!” He said loudly, making you whine.

“What’s the big deal..? You like me anyway.” You mumbled tiredly and rolled on your side.

“Well..! You like me too!” He argued, staring at you with eyes filled with disbelief.

“Hush and sleep with me…” you pulled him down next to you and hugged your arms around him tightly. 

Originally posted by purelyjimin

How exactly would Meghan Markle define her relationship with Prince Harry? “We’re two people who are really happy and in love. We were very quietly dating for six months before it became news, and I was working during that whole time, and the only thing that changed was people’s perception,” she says. “Nothing about me changed. I’m still the same person that I am, and I’ve never defined myself by my relationship.”

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“We’re two people who are really happy and in love. We were very quietly dating for about six months before it became news, and I was working during that whole time, and the only thing that changed was people’s perception. Nothing about me changed. I’m still the same person that I am, and I’ve never defined myself by my relationship.” ― Meghan on her relationship with Harry

Mated Pt 15 // The End // Werewolf Shawn

This is it! The end! Thank you to everyone who has read and commented on this series. I hope you will all enjoy reading it many times over. It’s been an amazing ride. Shout out to everyone who helped me along the way and gave me ideas and inspiration. Special shout out to @pancakeclouds because this fic wouldn’t even exist if it weren’t for her and I bouncing ideas off each other one night.  

Summary: You and Shawn are mates. He’s an alpha werewolf. You’re a human. Human’s aren’t usually mated to werewolves, but that won’t stop both of you from falling in love anyway.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10| Part 11 |  Part 12 | Part 13 |  Part 14

One Month Later…

You start getting sick almost every morning for a week and Shawn becomes concerned. He takes off work to stay home with you while you do your online classes. Nausea hits you in waves throughout days but you insist it’s just a stomach bug, that you would be better in a few more days.

A few more days pass and you aren’t any better. Shawn takes you to the doctor. The two of you sit in the exam room after the nurse had you pee in a cup and then took blood. You’re feeling lightheaded and dizzy. Shawn holds your hand, but he isn’t able to heal you.

“Mrs. Mendes?” the doctor looks at the sheet and then to you.

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anonymous asked:

How do you think the Batboys would react if they would hear Batmom saying that she and Bruce are getting a divorce ? ( she is not serious. Like,she would be upset at Bruce and he would say something sarcastic . She is annoyed and frustrated so she says "You know what?I want a divorce!" . They hear just this part)

Alight, let me see …

It was just a joke, you didn’t mean it, you would never mean something like that. Bruce had tried cooking dinner again because Alfred wasn’t at the Manor, and of course your husband had somehow managed to set the oven on fire. You look at his out of the corner of your eye, oven still steamin in front of you both.

“This is the third time in a hour you have set the oven on fire. I want a fucking divorce”

Bruce laughs, “Who would get the kids?”

“Obviously me. If I left them with you they would starve”

Bruce gives you a solemn nod, “Of course, I understand”

Damian hearing that wouldn’t know what to do. It would probably charge in and demand that you give his father a second chance. He would demand that Bruce start taking cooking lessons from Alfred. Honestly he would panic. You are the only real mother that he has ever had, and he is terrified at the thought of his family breaking apart. After you reassure him that you were only joking he would refuse to leave your side. After dinner was made Damian would curl up on the couch with you and quietly ask if you were planning on leaving his father. He would assure you that he would leave with you if you really did get a divorce, and he would make sure that you were taken care of. Damian would keep a close eye on yours and Bruce’s relationship for a while, always making sure that Bruce was treating you right.

Tim would immediately leave and head to the Batcave. He would draw up the divorce papers, splitting everything between the two of you, making sure that you have primary custody of all of the kids. He would calmly present the two of you with the papers at dinner. You hadn’t even known that Tim had heard you say anything. Both of you would quickly assure Tim that you had just been joking and that yes you two were still very much in love, even though Bruce can’t cook. Tim would smile happily and throw away the papers. Later he would tell you that the document had been saved to his computer, just in case you ever did want to leave Bruce.

Jason of course would support you 100%. As soon as he heard you say it he would chare into the kitchen and start yelling at you deserved better, and that you didn’t need Bruce. He would offer to help you pack everything up. Then he would look at Bruce and tell him to start groveling, because you were the best thing to happen to him, and if he let you leave him, then Bruce is a bigger idiot than Jason thought he was.

Dick would immediately know that they were joking. Whenever Bruce did something stupid you would tell him that you wanted a divorce. You had been doing this ever since you had adopted Dick. At first it had made him panic, but at this point he would just walk in and offer to marry you himself.

Peggy Carter was married to Daniel Sousa and the two of them were very much in love. Peggy loved Steve, yes, but years passed and she found an actual relationship. When Steve and Peggy met when she was old, Peggy didn’t regret not being able to marry Steve anymore. It was decades ago and she had married another man. And they were very much in love. To old Peggy Steve was just a fling from her youth, an important one, yes, but not the most important one. For Steve, it hadn’t been that long and he was still very much in love with Peggy. But Peggy had gotten over him over half a century ago. Stop ignoring Daniel Sousa, the man Peggy chose, the most important man in Peggy’s life!!!!!

Top 10 Sweetest John Moments with Cynthia

Hello there everybody! I decided to do a top 10 list on this page. Specifically, I wanted to do a list that showcased the sweetest moments that John had with Cynthia. Fans of the kind, Hoylake girl, know that she loved John dearly. But it’s sad that many assume John never loved or cared about her. Many of John and Cynthia’s closest friends and families have stated that the two were very much in love. In fact, it was said that John’s softer side would often come out because of Cynthia, and was able to express great levels of tenderness and kindness towards her. Considering how John is often seen as the tough, witty, and sarcastic Beatle, it’s interesting to hear about his vulnerable side. I think the man was far more fragile in nature than we think and many of his moments with Cynthia indicate and express that rare side of him…a side that’s quite appealing and attractive.

So this list will be more than just sweet moments between John and Cynthia, but rather a list that highlight’s John’s acts of love towards his first love. With each entry I’ll post two moments at a time. Today’s entry will be numbers 10 and 9, and tomorrow will be 8 and 7. I’ll try my best to make these entries daily, but don’t be surprised if I skip a day or two (because you know, life and all that jazz). I’ll also be highlighting some honorable mentions, since there were lot’s of sweet moments I wanted to include, but not all could go on the list.

With that said, let the countdown begin!

Number 10: Wedding Surprise for Cyn

In April of 1960, Cynthia’s brother, Anthony Powell, was getting married. John was invited to the wedding, but Cynthia had her concerns about the event. Although she always stated that she loved John just as he was, it made sense that she would feel unsure about John’s behavior at her brothers wedding. After all, such an unlikely pair. He was the rebel boy and she was the good girl next door. But they somehow managed to balance each other out. John gave Cynthia excitement in her life, while she gave him stability. Still, the thought of her family thinking badly of him must have troubled her greatly.

But to her surprise, John came all dressed up, and even wore his glasses (which was a rarity for John back in his early days, because he HATED wearing his glasses, despite the fact that he was blind as a bat without them). Not only did he get himself all cleaned up, but he even mingled with the guest and made a good impression on her family. Cynthia was so thrilled. Unfortunately, the above picture is the only one that can be found of the wedding. But as you can see, Cynthia is standing right next to the bride. And right behind her is John! With his Buddy Holly glasses and that cute haircut of his (that’s Teddy Boy John for ya).

The fact that John decided to get himself all dressed up for this wedding says a lot about his character. He was a tough dude…or at least that’s what he wanted people to think. But it’s clear that he had a soft spot for Cynthia and he wanted to make her happy. If wearing his glasses and being friendly at her brothers wedding was going to make her happy, then by golly, he was going to do it! And it totally payed off. Not only did he please his girl, but he even found a friend in her brother Charlie. It’s wonderful that John considered Cynthia’s feelings and made a big effort to please her and her family. Definitely one sweet moment worth remembering.

Number 9: Appendix Trouble aka John to the Rescue

This is technically more of an embarrassing moment, but it definitely earns a spot on this list either way (which if you don’t know what I’m referring worries, you’ll find out soon enough. Teehee!!). Main reason: this is perhaps the most heroic we ever get to see John act in his entire life (unless there’s another heroic moment in his life that I’m not aware of; message me or comment if you know of one).

About a year into their relationship, Cynthia started having these sudden stomach pains. She had to miss a few days of school, but the pain eventually began to go away…or so she thought. One day John and Cynthia went to see their friend Stuart Stutcliffe at his place. When they got there, they noticed that Stuart wasn’t home. So, being a young and vibrant couple, they decided this was the perfect opportunity to make passionate love! But boy did that backfire tremendously! During this very intimate moment, Cynthia’s stomach pains came back in full blast. John, who was absolutely worried, got her all dressed up, and carried her all the way to the train station. When Cynthia got home, she soon learned that she was suffering from appendicitis. John went to visit her a few days later, and this little scare lead them to make a greater commitment in their relationship.

It’s been stated time and again that John was highly protective of Cynthia. But his protectiveness of her usually came in the form of jealousy, which would often be quite aggresive. But this moment really is the only time (that we know of at least) that John’s protective nature was shown in the form of genuine concern. Seeing Cynthia in pain and doing all that he can to help her is really quite touching. And it’s a good thing that Cynthia made it out ok. Had she waited any longer, she could have risked dying from a burst appendix. John had already lost his mother and uncle…loosing Cynthia so soon into their relationship would have been another unwelcome tragedy in his life. But thankfully John acted quickly, and had he not been there with her that day, who knows what would have happened. So good for you John! You saved the day!

Stay tune for number’s 8 and 7.


Imagine: Being a seer and dating George Weasley. You see what’s going to happen at the Battle of Hogwarts so you decided to prevent it.


Warnings: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Spoilers!! Death, pain, angst, you know, just the stuff that my heartless ass feeds off of…enjoy! ;)

You lay next to your boyfriend George in his bed. The war was raging on and you knew that you’d all have to come out of hiding to fight eventually. Until then, you wanted to spend as much time with George as you could. You became friends with the twins in your first year, and a few years later, you two began dating. The two of you were very much in love, and though you were still young, you planned to get married one day. Eventually, you drifted off thinking about your future with George.

“Hello, Minister!“ bellowed Percy, sending a neat jinx straight at Thicknesse, who dropped his wand and clawed at the front of his robes, apparently in awful discomfort. "Did I mention I’m resigning?” 

Fred laughed, “You’re joking, Perce! You are actually joking, Percy… I don’t think I’ve heard you joke since you were-” 

Fred’s voice is cut off by an explosion. You struggle to get yourself to your feet and as the ringing left your ears you heard another voice, “No - no - no! No! Fred! No!”

You turn towards the sound and see Percy shaking his brother, Ron is kneeling beside them, and Fred’s eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face. You scream the name of your best friend, your heart filled with pain.

You jolt awake in bed, struggling under George’s grasp. You wipe the mixture of sweat and tears off your face as your boyfriend sits up next to you, “Y/N love? Are you okay?”

You nod frantically, not wanting to tell George what you had just seen, “I-I’m fine.”

“You had another vision didn’t you?” He asks. Ever since you were a kid, you could see into the future. It started as little snippets of images or voices in your head, but as you grew up, they became more vivid. You soon discovered that your grandmother had been a famous seer and that you had inherited her gift.

“No,” You say shaking your head, knowing you couldn’t tell George that his brother was about to die, “I-it was just a nightmare.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asks, not fully believing you, you shake your head, “Okay, if you do, I’m always here my love.”

You nod and he pulls you back into his arms, your heart aches from the vision you just witnessed and from lying to George, but you ignore it, focusing on the fact that you need to save your best friend.

The war’s going on, the school is being destroyed, and by the looks of it, things don’t seem bright.

You are standing by the Room of Requirements, fighting off Death Eaters when you hear Percy’s voice behind you.

“Hello, Minister!” He bellowed, sending a neat jinx straight at Thicknesse, who dropped his wand and clawed at the front of his robes, apparently in awful discomfort. “Did I mention I’m resigning?” 

You know exactly what’s about to happen. Fred laughed, “You’re joking, Perce! You are actually joking, Percy… I don’t think I’ve heard you joke since you were-” 

Instead of the explosion cutting off Fred’s voice, this time it’s you. You scream his name and push him aside, just in time. The explosion bursts the wall behind you and you fall to the ground, pain erupting out of every part of your body. Fred struggles to get up in front of you, “Y/N! No no no! Y/N?!”

He sits down next to you and gently slaps your face in hopes to keep you awake, “Y/N come on, look at me!”

“Are you okay Freddie?” You manage to ask.

He lets out a pain-filled laugh, “You’re really asking me if I’m okay? Y/N…what were you thinking?!”

You gently touch his face and smile, “I-it’s okay…”

“You knew didn’t you,” He asks painfully. You notice that Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Percy are gathered around you two. Your heart breaks that you’ll never be able to say goodbye to your lover.

You give a pained laugh, “I couldn’t let you die Freddie. Promise me that you’ll take care of George for me, promise you won’t let him fall apart. Tell him I’ll always love him.”

“No, Y/N, hold in there, we’re going to get you help, please Y/N,” He holds on to your hand as if he was trying to keep you from slipping from his grasp.  

Suddenly, all the pain leaves your body, your eyes shut, and everything goes black.

Fred’s POV

“Y/N!” I cry out as her body goes limp, I shake her, “Y/N! Please, please don’t go! Y/N get up!”

George collapses upon seeing Y/N’s body, he doesn’t even cry, he just falls, his face void of any emotion. Seeing my brother like this tears me apart. I wish there was something I could do to ease his pain, I wish I could help him, but I know I can’t, I know that George will never be the same again.


Masterlist // Rules List // To-Do List

Never have I ever

Originally posted by dianadethemyscira

A/N: anyway, back to the love of my life!!

Everybody knew you and Diana liked each other, except of course you and Diana. Both of you were always so small and awkward. Little glances here and there held too long, affection showed by hand holding or kisses to the cheek. People like Barry, Arthur, and Bruce didn’t fall for it.

So that trio decided to devise a little plan to get you and Diana opening each other’s eyes and seeing that you two were very much in love.

“tonight as a celebration of our victory to our latest battle, we shall play never have I ever!” Barry in a quick second got out the gin and whiskey and wine with glasses for everyone. Diana made an audible sigh.

“Bruce, I don’t drink. I don’t get drunk, I’m a god.” You snorted and everybody looked at you, all of them smiling, especially Diana.

“Well fine I’ll get you water,” he huffed.

After everyone got settled with their drinks Diana got everyone’s attention again.

“What is never have I ever?” Bruce smirked, clearing his throat to tell.

“The game is simple. Someone says something true to themselves, example, ‘never have I ever jumped off a cliff’, but of course if you have done that, you have to drink.” Barry snorted at his example.

“that’s the worst example ever.” He shook his head and Bruce simply just shushed him before looking back at Diana.

“Sounds good?” The Amazon nodded slowly, her eyebrows knitting together but she shrugged.

The game started off slow, nice and easy, but then it esclated rather quickly.

“Never have I ever slept with a man.” Diana and Arthur drank.

“Arthur??” Bruce and Barry exclaimed almost in unison.

“What? I’m a curious guy,” Arthur huffed in annoyance. Eventually the questions led to Diana and you. You realized this was some sort of trap as all but Diana were looking at you with concerning glances, like they were reading you.

“Never have I ever had a crush on (Y/N).” As soon as Barry said that the whole room went quiet. You watched as Diana’s hand wrapped around her glass and she took a drink of you water. Your eyes widened and you felt you were going to feint.

“Diana, you like me?!” The brunette blushed, not making eye contact with you. You frowned, looking at the others that were too busy smiling.

“yes, (Y/N), a lot actually.”

“told you guys!” Barry grinned, looking proud. You rolled your eyes and got up in embrassment, walking to the living room rather quickly. You heard someone else get up as well to follow you. It was Diana.

“Are you alright?”

“yes I’m fine, D, just kind of shocked you like me.” Diana quirked an eyebrow at you.

“Why is that?”

“cause I like you too.”

Morning Person || Jack

Jack masterpost found here

Word count - 680

Summary - The one where you force Jack awake (and he hardly minds at all).


Jack was never a morning person; in fact, he hated mornings. He’d sleep until 3:00 in the afternoon if you let him (of course, you never did). The two of you had been dating for nearly a year and you were always awake at least an hour before he was. You would get up, make a cup of coffee, eat breakfast, watch TV, and have a cup of tea ready for Jack when you forced him up at noon.

Today was different. The two of you spent the weekend at his parent’s house for the first time. His family was very lovely and knowing that the two of you were serious enough where he was comfortable with you spending time with his family made you happy. You were up early, even earlier than usual. Jack was still asleep beside you, his hair flopped over his forehead, his lips in a small pout, and his arm draped over your waist. You loved Jack with your whole heart and seeing him so peaceful made your stomach do a flip.

“Why’re you staring at me?” Jack mumbled, a smile growing on his face.

“Sorry,” you blushed, “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“It’s okay,” he said, opening his eyes and pulling you even closer to him. “What’s going on? Why’re you up? What time is it?”

“It’s 6:00,” you said. “I guess my mental alarm clock said I have to get ready for work.”

“But you’re on holiday,” Jack mumbled, his lips against your neck. “And it’s Saturday. You don’t have work.”

“I know,” you laughed. “I can’t help it. I’m just a morning person.”

As Jack placed small kisses to your neck, you had an idea. “C’mon,” you said, sitting up slightly. “Let’s get up.”

“Babe,” Jack laughed, “it’s nighttime.”

“No,” you said. “It’s morning. I wanna go for a walk. Along the beach.” Jack sat up as well, a teasing smirk on his face.

The sun hasn’t even come up yet and you want me to do what now?

“I want to go for a walk,” you pouted. “Please Jack? I wanna see the sunrise.” Jack heaved a sarcastic sigh and placed a kiss to your lips.

“You know I can’t say no to you.”

The two of you got out of bed, tossing on some warmer clothes to keep you hidden from the February chill. You put on a pair of sweats and one of Jack’s cozy sweatshirts and Jack did the same. You managed to leave the house without waking anyone up. The walk to the beach was short, so you and Jack walked hand in hand in comfortable silence.

When you got to the rocky beach shore, you and Jack sat beside each other. You laid your head on Jack’s shoulder and felt him rest his on top of yours. “Why do you like mornings so much?” he asked suddenly.

“I don’t know,” you shrugged. “It’s just, well, you miss so much when you sleep until 2:00, you know? I like to get up at a good time so I know that I have a whole day to do something extraordinary.”

You didn’t notice, but Jack stared at you then with the realization in his eyes that he would never love anyone else quite like he loved you.

The two of you eventually adjusted so that you were sitting in front of him in between his legs and he had his arms around you, resting a head on your shoulder. Naturally, it took a while for the sun to rise, but you were content the whole time. Jack kept placing delicate kisses to your neck while rubbing your arm with his thumb. He never failed to make you feel so fully loved. “Thanks for coming out here with me,” you said quietly, your head resting on his shoulder.

“Thanks for dragging me out of bed,” Jack said back with a small smile.

Seeing the morning sun now glowing on your skin and a peaceful smile on your face, Jack decided that maybe mornings weren’t so bad after all.