they need to get married asap

“Fuck no!” Levi snapped at his boyfriend who was hugging three different cats at the same time, to which the latter shushed him while he pointed at the kids only metres away from them.

“You’re not supposed to swear in front of children Levi” Eren pouted, “Plus look at this cute ball of fur!” he sang as he stretched his arms in Levi’s direction while he held the grey fluffy kitten in his hands.

The cat meowed at Levi, as if it was trying to befriend him, but Levi only hissed at her, being fully aware of both Eren’s and the kitten’s plan.

Eren decided to use his puppy eyes to get Levi on board with the idea adopting a kitty, it was his fault for bringing him here after all.

So he looked at him with the most innocent look that you could ever imagine while he pouted and held the ball of fluff right next to his face. “Come on Levi, look at us, we’re already a family…” The brunet trailed off as he started petting the cat’s head and earned a soft purr from it.

The raven shifted uncomfortably in his place, not being able to resist the look that his boyfriend was giving him and knowing how happy he would be if he would be okay with adopting a cat.

It had always been the brunet’s childhood dream to have a pet, but unfortunately his mother was allergic to all feline animals so they couldn’t even get a hamster inside the house without her having a sneeze attack.

Levi creased his eyebrows and rubbed the spot in between them while he was trying to find the strength to say no to this angelic face, even though he knew he would say yes in the end. He just had to make sure that his boyfriend was aware of the responsibility that came with taking care of a pet, plus he was worried about the mess and hairballs that would be flying around their apartment.

“Eren are y-”

“Levi pleaseeee, I already love her so much” Eren whined while he proceeded to cuddle the cat, treasuring the time that they had together.

“You’re acting like a child, we need to have a talk about this first” The raven demanded as he softly tugged at Eren’s shirt and gestured for him to hop over the fence along with him.

“I know you don’t want a cat, and I’ll respect that…” Eren whispered to which Levi’s eyes widened.

He swallowed before he spoke again, as he was sure he would sound like someone who was going through puberty again from the emotions that were dwelling up.

“I didn’t expect that from you b-”

“I love you more than I like cats Levi” Eren interrupted him, while giving him a genuine smile.

Even though there was still a hint of defeat noticeable in those emerald eyes, Levi knew he was speaking the truth.

“Gimme a second okay?” Levi said and turned into the other direction while leaving his boyfriend behind with the kitten.

He made his way to the front of the shelter and impatiently cleared his throat to get the receptionist’s attention.

“We want to adopt a cat” he said coldly, trying not to lose the last strain of manliness that he was holding onto as he had to suppress the urge to smile like a 5 year old.

“Okay you and your husband need to fill these forms in and then you’re good to go” the redhead smiled as she handed over the paperwork.

“Thank you uh,” he trailed off, looking over at the namecard, “Petra”

“No problem” she yelled as the raven had already disappeared into thin air, sprinting back to his boyfriend.

Already breaking a sweat and a faint blush on his cheeks from the word ‘husband’, Levi enjoyed the sight before him; Eren still playing and cuddling with the same kitten as before while the latter purred contently.

“Eren,” Levi said softly, suddenly feeling way more conscious about himself than he should.

“Hmmm?” Eren hummed, turning his head into the raven’s direction and his eyes widening as soon as he saw the yellow papers that the latter was holding in his hands.

“For real?!” he squealed as his eyes darted between Levi and the cat who was sitting on his lap.

“Yes for real, let’s take her home with us.”


Requested by @ererimakesmesin (Hey Lieverd! Congrats on 2.5K !!!!! I hope i’m not too late for the drabble thing but i would love to see a catshelter!au where either Levi or Eren works at the cat shelter with a shitton of fluff and adorableness and you can keep is sfw :) I’m looking forward to it ;) )

That’s My Girl

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Summary: Jensen breaks your plans for the evening but he makes it up to you.

Prompt: “That’s not a good enough reason to get married.”

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Requested: @arryn-nyx


“I can’t believe you’re bailing on me!”

“I promise I’ll make it up to you, Y/N!” Of course Jensen subjects you to his dazzling signature smile, the one that reminds you of kittens and rainbows and all of that corny shit.

He drags you in for an insanely tight hug as if that will make your moodiness disappear. Well, the joke’s on you because it’s starting to work. Damn his perfect physique. How are you supposed to stay pissed when an attractive man who smells delicious is touching you? 

You gather up enough super strength to shake those distracting thoughts away. There’s no way in hell that you’re letting him off the hook this time. Nice try, buddy.

But Jensen’s only wearing a thin, white t-shirt, allowing you to feel every one of his god damn muscles. Fuck. The man knows what he’s doing, his hotness has gotten him out of more than you’d like to admit. To be fair, it definitely works both ways. All you have to do is bite your bottom lip and he’s fucking putty in your hands. Silly boy.

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shippy baby aus i want:

family planning au where our muses are already together and start planning their first child, except oops the condom broke or the adoption agency called and the baby is coming asap and there goes all your planning. :-)

first baby au where our muses are married and happy in their pretty place they got with an extra room for whenever they were ready and now they are so it’s boutta get real hot up in here cause trying for the baby is the most fun part. but oops, you’re gonna need more than one room cause tWINS OR TRIPLETS. 

pregnant at last au where after years of trying, our muses finally made a little human and they become super over protective and a little paranoid at times because heLLO they finally made a human and they refuse to risk losing it.

baby number who? au where our muses already have multiple kids and have tried their best to use birth control and condoms but whoops here comes another one aka time to call tlc for your own reality cause damn.

does the paper boy deliver babies now or what au where our muses get home after a lovely evening or wake up to a baby on their front door with a note saying “i can no longer care for my baby, but i’m sure you two will do a great job.” uh oh what will they do.

godparents au where the parents of our muses godchild(ren) pass away in a horrible accident and now the responsibility of a godparent sets in.

my teacher gave me a baby au where our muses are professor and student and they do the do and oh shit shouldn’t have used that old condom in his wallet cause now you have more than homework.

double trouble au where our muses have given up trying for a baby and decide for adoption. but only months after they adopt their baby, they finally get pregnant without even trying and now they get the best of both worlds.

i don’t think babies are supposed to do that au where our muses are completely clueless about the supernatural world and they adopt/find a baby and as the baby grows it does a bunch of weird things depending on what kind of creature it is omg.

trr crack theory: the KING is the traitor

look i know i kNoW but hear me out:

  • canonically, prince liam and prince leo are half brothers, which means the king is their father since he’s the one carrying the royal bloodline
  • we know this because king > queen title-wise (this some sexist bullshit but w/e), that’s why irl queen elizabeth’s husband is only a crown prince
  • since neither of their mothers are alive, this means that queen regina is the king’s third wife
  • so…… wtf his first two wives are BOTH DEAD? two dead queens??? 
  • and his kids are like in their 20s (leo could technically be in his 30s but I think that’s pushing it since they JUST tried to marry him off)
  • SOOOO there can’t have been a lot of time in between these first two marriages since liam and leo aren’t that far apart in age
  • which w/e like maybe he’s just a shady man hoe ok this happens all the time look at prince charles, scum of the earth
  • BUT!!!! this comment to queen regina changes the game:
  • “i remember being young once” uhhhh sir didn’t you marry this woman like a few years ago tops
  • look at this old ass man he was NOT young when he married regina so what is he talking about
  • UNLESS regina and this fuckin king met when they were young and she has been his mistress ever since
  • he couldn’t marry her because he needed the other two wives for like diplomatic reasons??? idk this part of the theory needs more work
  • anyway so the wives find out and threaten to expose his lyin ass
  • he had to dispose of his wives somehow so he could be with his side chick!!!!!!
  • ok now sidebar: 
  • drake’s dad died trying to “protect the royal family” (which apparently was a shit job to have since both queens died anyway)
  • MAYBE HE KNEW TOO MUCH
  • WHAT DID DRAKE’S DAD KNOW
  • read: the king had him murdered
  • why tf u think savannah ran away???? she accidentally found out about it at a beaumont party 
  • who have motive to threaten savannah and would also be in attendance at a beaumont party HMMMM LETS CHECK THE RECEIPTS
  • OH IS THAT SO KING??????? InTeReStInG
  • so clearly he’s like “get out or i will take you out”
  • she couldn’t tell drake or he would also be in danger she just had to flee and leave no trace
  • THE KING KILLS HIS WIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • this is why he needs to marry off his sons ASAP to get them off his back
  • so why is he stepping down from power?? WELL technically leo fucked up all his plans because he didn’t marry madeleine who is clearly the chosen one
  • like they let her into LIAM’S competition even so wtf????? they want her as queen for some reason
  • MADELEINE IS IN ON IT

fall: a word which here means MURDER

  • maybe she’s related to regina and is the key to keeping their power????
  • this some most wanted book one realness here i am living
  • anyway except why is the king suddenly acting fake af to MC and being all “ah yes you love my son” CLEARLY he has a plan
  • WILL HE KILL AGAIN?? WILL IT BE MC?????
  • or maybe HE sent tariq and he plans to sabotage MC at the coronation and then use liam’s broken heart to convince him to just marry madeleine since obvs the royal fam knows best right like look what that American girl did to u and look what this other American girl made leo do

WOW WHY IS THIS THE MOST SUS,,,, THE MOST OMINOUS

  • moral of the story: murder king
Cal’s sad childhood

I was rereading QUEEN SONG the other day and realized once again how sad Cal’s childhood must have been.

According to Coriane, Cal was “a fat baby, smiling early, laughing often, growing bigger by leaps and bounds,” and according to Maven in KING’S CAGE, Cal was “always smiling and talking and laughing and perfect.” And then when Cal was only seven months old, Coriane died. The poor baby might not have understood a lot of things yet then, but he must have felt the loss of his mother. The once always-smiling-talking-and-laughing baby became lonely. He was left under the care of nannies, because while Tibe loved his son, he was too busy being king and most likely spent most of his free time sulking and drinking the pain of losing his dear wife away… until he became an angry, lonely, and heartbroken king. 

Norta needed a queen and a spare ASAP. Only three months after Coriane’s death and just a month before Cal’s first birthday, Tibe had to remarry. (Had because I think Tibe would never have wanted to get married again, only three months after Coriane’s death, much less to Elara whose guts he hated.) This time, he unknowingly married the woman who had caused the loss of his first three unborn babies and psychologically tortured and killed his first wife and who would also plot his demise eighteen years later. And so, that was how Cal got himself an evil stepmother. He had to live with the woman who had killed his mother without knowing about it. Did Elara ever mistreat or control Cal in any way? We’ll never know. Just imagining Queen Elara holding baby Cal makes me sick.

And then Maven came. Cal’s Mavey. The brother he loved with all his heart. The brother he looked up to. The brother he’d always known would make a much better king. Maven had a mother. Of course, Cal never knew Elara’s sick way of raising her son; in his eyes, his brother had a mother who loved and cared for him, and to him that was more than he could have ever asked for himself. “Cal definitely wished his mother was around. And there were other qualities in Maven that he admired and wanted, but couldn’t find in himself.” Tibe did shower Cal with so much love (to the point that Maven felt neglected) to make up for Coriane’s absence in his life, but a mother’s love is still different and cannot be substituted. Imagine how Cal must have felt all those times seeing Maven and Elara. He was envious of Maven for he still had a mother, but despite his envy, he still loved him nonetheless. But in the end, Maven betrayed him.

Cal was controlled and forced to kill his own father thanks to Elara and Maven’s scheming. He lost the only parent he’d ever known, and he will forever blame himself for his death. The horrible nightmares. (”And when do you sleep, Cal?” “I don’t. Not anymore.”) He lost the crown that was rightfully his. He was a sad child who grew up with the knowledge that he was going to be king after his father. He made that his only mission. He equated his identity to the crown. But who is Cal without the crown? Without his father by his side? Without Mare by his side? That’s what I want him to find out for himself. 

Most of all, I wish Cal to find happiness too. Not as a prince, not as a king, but as a normal young man. He’s been living a sad life. He deserves happiness too. 

fake!married yousana (because I’m a sucker for that trope and needed that with Yousef and Sana)- set sometime in the relatively near future

and I got a little carried away so there’s that

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S.O.S. Come ASAP” and an address added to the message.

That is what Elias has sent both Yousef and Sana. Both of them immediately left to go to the given address. Sana was about to leave the Uni when the text arrived her and Yousef was chilling at home; it was his free day after all. Neither of them is aware that they took the same train to get to Elias until they leave the train at the same station.

“Sana?”, Yousef shouts after her because she is walking a few meters in front of him. She quickly turns around and as soon as she sees Yousef her frown turns into a small smile. Yousef jogs up to her and asks if she’s also going to see Elias. She just nods and they start walking side by side. For a while they walk in silence until Sana gathers the strength to ask Yousef something that wouldn’t let her go the whole way there.

“Do you think he’s in trouble?” Yousef quickly looks at Sana and his gaze falls on the worry line between her eyebrows. As always when he sees it, he wants to reach out and straighten that worry line out. But he knows now is not the time.

To lighten the mood he shakes his head as if he was a hundred percent sure and answers: “No, he probably just got stuck in a revolving door and can’t get out.” This makes Sana laugh out loud and she rolls her eyes but keeps looking at Yousef while they walk in a pretty fast pace.

“You do know that he actually got stuck in a revolving door when we were younger, right?”, she asks him obviously very amused recalling the memory and forgetting that Elias may as well be in actual trouble now. But that’s not something either Sana or Yousef want to believe until they arrive and meet Elias.

Yousef nods and laughs when imagining a small Elias get stuck in a revolving door: “Yeah, you told me once and it’s still the funniest thing I can imagine.”

They turn around a corner and both sets of eyes fall on Elias. He’s standing outside of a house, leaning on the wall and is preoccupied with his phone. He doesn’t look stressed or in trouble at all. While Sana is relieved, she’s also wondering why the hell her brother would send her a text like that when everything is fine.

“Elias?”, she says. Yousef and her are still a few meters away but Elias hears his sister and looks up from his phone to grin at her. Sana narrows her eyes at him. She feels like she worried too much and there is nothing wrong at all. Yousef next to her just looks at his best friend and waits for him to say something.

Elias puts his phone in the pocket of his jeans and smiles at his sister and best friend. “Good, you’re here and you came together, perfect.”

“We met on the train.”, Sana says unfazed and keeps looking at her brother, obviously waiting for an explanation. “What is the emergency? We rushed here as fast as possible.”

Elias looks at the two people standing in front of him and grins guiltily. Yousef and Sana look at each other, thinking the same thing. Should we just turn around and go? Elias doesn’t know what they are thinking exactly but he can imagine. It’s the worst when the two of them team up against him.

“Nothing bad, I promise.”, Elias smiles at them broadly and hopes it influences them to listen before they decide to leave. “Well, I decided to move out, now that I’m a responsible adult with a good job.” Sana and Yousef roll their eyes at the same time and even Elias knows how funny that sounds. Sure, he is an adult and he has a good job but responsible? Most of the time he still doesn’t know what he’s doing. Being an adult is hard, man.

“Great. You’re moving out, we knew you thought about this but why am I here right now?”, Sana says. She loves her brother but she had a very very long day. Before she got the text from Elias she had planned on going home and just watching a movie and going to bed after that.

“Because you love me.”, Elias exclaims and notices that Sana tries to hide her smile but he knows her too well to not see her lips quirk up.

Finally Yousef decides to contribute something to the conversation to get an answer: “Elias, tell us what you need from us, please.”

“Alright, alright. But I need you to promise me that you won’t say No without hearing me out, okay?”

“You’re not making this easier for yourself. Just tell us.”, Yousef says and puts his hands into the pockets of his jacket. He knows Elias for many years now but sometimes he doesn’t know why he decided to befriend him at all. He’s glad he did but he wonders sometimes. “We’re already here, aren’t we?”

Yousef looks at Sana, who looks from Elias to Yousef and just nods. She seems tired. Yousef didn’t notice before because she seemed so worried but now that that is cleared up, it’s more obvious.

“Okay. The thing is: I found this flat on the Internet and it’s perfect for me. It’s small but I don’t need too much space, I’m alone anyway.”

Yousef pats Elias’ shoulder and overdramatically says: “Aww, Elias. You’re not alone, you have us.” Sana laughs quietly but Elias just rolls his eyes and says: “Dude, shut up. Let me explain.”

“Like I said before I was rudely interrupted..”, Elias glares at Yousef who just shrugs, “It seems perfect for me. But the estate agent prioritises newly-wed couples to look at the flat. So I made an appointment for you two and thought that during the tour of the flat you could drop hints that the flat wouldn’t fit you but rather me. That way I would already have introduced myself to the estate agent and made a good impression and maybe she’d consider renting to me.”

Elias explains his plan as if it was the most normal thing to do when trying to rent a new place. Sana looks at him with her eyebrows raised and the most sceptical look Elias has seen from her in a while. “You’re unbelievable, Elias. I thought something bad had happened and then it’s just this stupid plan.”

“Hey, my plan is not stupid. I’m sure it will work.”, Elias defends his plan and looks at Sana and Yousef with the most hopeful puppy-eyed look he can give them.

Yousef thinks it’s important to mention one thing: “You seem to forget that we’re not married.”, and points to Sana. His eyes are drawn back to her and he catches her watching him talk. But she doesn’t look away as if she didn’t look in the first place. Yousef knows they are over that.

Elias laughs and shrugs: “The estate agent doesn’t need to know that.”

“Why didn’t you ask Jamilla and Yasin (my name for the eldest Bakkoush sibling)? They are actually married and would play along, I’m sure.” Sana can’t help but to throw that into the conversation. Elias’ plan seems very flawed and she is a little annoyed that he send her an ominous text message that made her worry more than it was necessary.

Elias looks at is phone and then up at the two people standing in front of him who he hopes will help him. “They’re not newly-wed and they wouldn’t play along like you two can.” Elias thinks to himself that Sana and Yousef act like they are a married couple most of the time. Elias is not exactly sure what it is that is going on between them but it’s more than them being just friends. They never were just friends and Elias knows that. “You’re even dressed perfectly for this.” Confused about this, Sana and Yousef first look down at themselves and then at the other. And Elias is right. Sana is wearing a long army green blouse with black jeans and Yousef is wearing arm green pants and a black Hoodie. They both have their hoods up. After they’re done inspecting themselves and the other, their eyes meet and for a few seconds they just look at each other smilingly.

Elias’ eyes fall on the display of his phone one more time and when he looks up again, he sees the estate agent walk towards them, from where Sana and Yousef came before. Elias quickly looks at his sister and best friend and whisper-shouts: “She’s coming right now. Behind you. Please play along. Please, please, please. Love you both.”, and smiles at them before the estate agents arrives to stand next to them. She asks if one the three is Yousef Acar. Yousef sends one more look towards his best friend and then looks at Sana to see if she’s okay with this. She just nods at him and he raises his hand lightly.

The estate agent introduces herself and then leads the way to the flat. Elias walks behind her, a little too eager for his plan of first acting like this wouldn’t be his flat. Lastly Sana and Yousef walk through the door. Yousef looks at Sana who smiles lightly and laughs about the eagerness of her brother. She’s wearing a light pink hijab he has not seen her wearing for a while but appreciates how it suits her.

Yousef bumps his shoulder lightly into hers which makes her look at him. Grinning he tells her: “At least he’s not stuck in a revolving door.”

Sana laughs about that and nods but doesn’t get the chance to reply because Elias, who is a few steps ahead of them, turns around and glares at them: “Are you gossiping about me again?”

“We didn’t say your name.”, Yousef says at the same time Sana says, “That’s the least you owe us right now.”

Before they enter the flat, which is on the third floor, Yousef and Sana stop for a second and look at each as if to say What did Elias get us into? It’s too late to back down now. Yousef holds his hand up, for Sana to take it if she wants to. They’re supposed to be a newly-wed couple and those are usually very in love. It won’t be hard for Yousef to ‘act’ like that. He’s not sure what it is that Sana and him have, but it’s definitely going in the right direction of what he hoped for a long time. He has been hanging out with Sana quite a lot. Sometimes it felt like a date when they hung out, sometimes not at all but it felt good all the time. Sana looks from his hand to him and then takes his hand and intertwines their fingers together. Yousef bites on his lip to not grin too much but the look Sana gives him makes it very hard. She’s smiling, showing her dimples but then pressing her lips together. Yousef’s eyes follow that movement.

Sana says: “Well, it’s not Elias stuck in a door but this can be a lot of fun.” Yousef agrees. He definitely agrees. Acting like he’s married to Sana doesn’t sound bad at all.

The flat has a bedroom, a living room, a small kitchen and a bathroom. The first room they go into is the kitchen. The estate agent talks about how great this kitchen is because whoever moves in can keep everything that’s already in here. The stove, fridge, and all that.

Sana and Yousef are supposed to make Elias look like the best possible tenant. They can do that. They’re still holding hands and Sana leans a little bit more into Yousef’s side, when she goes to answer the estate agent’s question of how they like the kitchen.

“It’s nice. It is. But maybe a little small for us.”, she looks up to Yousef and smiles at him before looking back at the estate agent: “This one likes to cook a lot. And for many people. So I’m not sure if this kitchen would be ideal for us. Right?” She looks at Yousef again who couldn’t keep his eyes off of her while she was talking. He shakes his head to clear his thoughts but then quickly nods.

“Yeah, my wife is right.”, Sana’s head turns really quickly to Yousef and she looks surprised and blushes. Elias notices that but all the estate agents sees is a happy couple. Yousef is very aware of Sana’s presence next to him, by his side, and to not dwell on it too much he continues talking: “This kitchen would be perfect for someone that cooks after work, for just themselves and maybe one or two friends. Like Elias for example.” Yousef points in the direction of Elias who conveniently is smiling at the estate agent. Even when she introduced herself she seemed more interested in Elias than the 'actual couple’.

“Then let’s go the next room. Hopefully that will fit better to your needs.”

The estate agents leaves the room first, and Elias after her. But before he leaves, he turns around and shows the couple two thumbs up and grins at them. He really thinks this plan will work out.

“On to the next room.”, Sana says smiling and leads the way but doesn’t let go of Yousef’s hand.

The next room is the bedroom. It is not too big either and Sana wonders why the estate agent would look for newly-weds to rent this place. There’s barely room for one closet in here, let alone two. They look at the room, Elias again a little more interested than Yousef and Sana. In fact, Yousef’s eyes keep finding Sana, their hands still intertwined and once in a while at Elias to see how he’s doing and what he’s looking at.
When they’re asked what they think of this room, Yousef waits for Sana to answer but she waits for him. So Yousef tries to think of anything to say. A reason why this wouldn’t work. But he can’t come up with anything. That’s why he says what he says next.

“I don’t really care much about the bedroom, so I’ll let you answer this one, babe.” At this both Bakkoush siblings in the room turn to look at Yousef but Yousef tries not to let it faze him. Sana on the other hand wasn’t prepared for him to call her Babe and is overwhelmed for a second. She gulps but turns to the estate agent and smiles at her while answering.

“To me, this is too small, I think. I noticed that a big bed plus two wardrobes wouldn’t fit in here.”, Sana says. “This is better for someone that lives alone, I think.”

Yousef, who forgets the act for a second, asks Sana: “Would we need two wardrobes though?” Elias widens his eyes at him to indicate that he shouldn’t look for anything that would make the estate agent think that they are interested. But Yousef doesn’t even realize that.

Sana raises her eyebrows and laughs. “Eh, yes! Definitely! You have so many shoes that those alone need so much space.”, she looks at the estate agent and without noticing what she does, leans more into Yousef. She’s holding his right hand with her left one and puts her right hand on his upper arm: “This one has a lot more shoes than I have and he looks after them really carefully, it’s crazy actually.”

“Hey.”, Yousef defends himself, “I don’t have that many shoes. And not too many pairs more than you have.”

Now it’s Sana’s turn to look offended. “Oh, please. I can assure you, if we went now to count them, you’d have more.”

While Yousef and Sana are bickering back and forth, the estate agent is watching them with an amused smile. All she thinks about these two is that they are such a good fit for each other. Elias uses the opportunity to make himself more sympathetic to the estate agent and comments with a nice smile: “They both have huge sneakers collections. Probably the same amount but none of them would admit that.”

And after looking at the bathroom quickly, the last room left is the living room. It is quite nice actually. Sana can see her brother living here. But not herself. Elias did really inform himself well and found a fitting flat for himself and now Sana hopes that this stupid plan will work out for him.

The living room has two big windows but rather low ceilings. She looks around for a bit, observes Elias’ reaction to the room and finally looks at Yousef who looks at her brother. He has been by her side the whole time since they stepped into the flat. Absentmindedly he strokes the back of Sana’s hand with his thumb which makes Sana smile involuntarily. From the corner of his eye, Yousef sees Sana look at him and meets her gaze. The thing in that very moment that makes him so happy is that usually both of them try to hide how much they like, no scratch that, love each other when other people are around. It makes them both, but Sana more, uncomfortable.  However, when they are alone or not being watched it’s completely different and they almost communicate with their eyes. And right now, right now they don’t need nor want to hide any of the feelings because at this very moment it’s wanted and necessary because of Elias’ maybe-not-so-stupid plan.

Yousef and Sana’s little private bubble bursts when the estate agent speaks up. She gave them a few minutes to look at the room even when there is not much to look at because it is an empty room.

“Before you tell me what you think of the living room, would you mind if I asked you something private?”, she doesn’t even wait for an answer and continues to talk, “Well, you two are the cutest couple I’ve seen in a while. You’re obviously so in love. Can I ask how you proposed? And who? I’m imagining it to be something very special.”

Proposing? Elias, who was chill the whole time and let the other two answer the questions, looked a little stressed out about this question. It’s a good thing he is standing behind the estate agent so that she can’t see his panicked face. Sana does though and tries not to react to it. Instead Sana tries to casually answer. She racks her brain for a good answer and then decides to say: “Well, I didn’t want to wait around until he asked me. So I was preparing something but he did propose to me first, didn’t you? Do you want to tell the story?” Now she looks up at Yousef again who is already looking at her. At the other end of the room Elias is just watching them navigate through the conversation. He thinks that they are doing better than he had imagined but he had hoped they would do well. They were the first two people that came to his mind as soon as he thought of this plan.

While he reacted to most of the questions as if he wasn’t sure how to answer, Yousef had a really good answer really fast. Like he didn’t even need to think about it.

“I did, yes. I knew that Sana deserved something better than just me getting on one knee and asking her to marry me.”, while saying that Yousef can’t look at anyone but Sana. He is supposed to talk to the estate agent but what he’s thinking about doesn’t allow him that. But he gets a grip on himself and looks at the estate agent to continue the made-up story. Usually it’s Sana that has most control over how she reacts to things and how she presents herself but in that moment she couldn’t do anything but look at Yousef.

“I got my friends, including Sana’s brother over there..”, Yousef nods in Elias’ direction and the estate agent looks over her shoulder to look at Elias for a second. “… to learn a choreography with me. I danced for almost my whole life now and the Sana caught me dancing once when we first started talking so I thought it was appropriate. We surprised her at one of her Basketball games, when she and her team came back from the break.”

While the estate agent looks really moved, she clutches her hand over her heart and smiles very broadly and seems at loss for words for a while. Sana is at loss for words too. Yes, it is a made-up story but he talked about it so quickly without thinking much about it, it amazed Sana. Imagining that really happening makes Sana want to almost cry because it is such a cute idea and she realizes she needs to get a grip on herself immediately. That doesn’t hinder her to unconsciously lean into Yousef’s side and him realizing it. After explaining  the plan, which is of course only a made-up story, for now, Yousef seems a little bit bashful and looks down on the floor before being able to look anyone in the room in the eyes. It’s quiet for a few moments until the estate agent exclaims how nice of an idea that was and if they had a video of that on their phones with them. After they told her no they didn’t she asks about the room.

Without hesitating Yousef takes the questions now: “I’m really sorry but I think that wouldn’t work. Combined we have a lot of books and DVD’s that we would need to put in a tall shelf and we both have big families we would invite over all the time, so I think this wouldn’t work for us.” He looks over at Elias now and says: “But this flat would be perfect for someone who is not married yet and doesn’t need as much space as we would.”, when saying we he lifts Sana’s and his intertwined hands.

Now Sana casually contributes to the conversation, acting like she just remembered something: “Elias, didn’t you want to move soon? Wouldn’t a place like this be perfect for you?”

With that Elias and the estate agent begin to talk, this time not about Sana and Yousef but about the possibility that Elias could rent this flat. While they do that Sana and Yousef decide to leave and wait outside. They go down the stairs, still hand in hand, both not noticing because it feels so natural. Once they stand outside, they let go but stand in front of each other. Smiling and looking at each other for two minutes without saying anything verbally.

All the tiredness Sana felt before coming here is gone, she feels really good. Yousef who wasn’t up to doing much on his day off, after a stressful few days feels like he could go on a run or climb a tree.
Instead he asks Sana: “You came here directly from the University, right?” She nods.

“Want to go eat something together?”, Yousef asks. Sana nods again. She looks up to the window of the flat they just looked at and then starts to say something to Yousef but gets interrupted by her phone. She reads the text she just got and smiles a little about it.

Sana looks into Yousef’s eyes and says: “That was Elias. He said that we can go without him.”

Yousef grins at her. He wouldn’t have minded having Elias with them, he is his best friend after all. But spending time alone with Sana is something completely different. “Then let’s go.” Sana falls in step next to Yousef; they walk down the street closer than they walked on the way there. So close that their hands brush against each other once or twice.

“I still would’ve loved seeing Elias stuck in a revolving door.”, Sana comments out of nowhere and makes Yousef laugh. He laughs so loud that an elderly couple in front of them turns around to look at them. But they don’t look annoyed; they just smile at Sana and Yousef.

“Me too.”, Yousef says. His gaze falls down onto Sana’s hand in his and he says: “But I’m happy about how all this turned out.”

Sana and Yousef look at each other, Sana looks at Yousef’s hand she took a few moments ago and then into Yousef’s eyes again.

“I’m pretty happy about this, too.“

Imagine building IKEA furniture with Chris.

A/N: This is a request from @brobrobreja. I’m so sorry it took so long, the mini-series had my hands pretty tied. I hope you like it! X

You sat on the other side of the bedroom, the instruction manual for your new bed frame in your hand. You giggled softly at the cartoon man who looked as clueless as the both of you, wondering if you should do as he did; call IKEA for help. Of course you couldn’t because your boyfriend, Chris believed he was more than capable of installing the bed frame himself. You looked up at him and bit back your smile when you saw him narrow his eyes at a strange metal piece, muttering cuss words under his breath.

“What does the manual say?” He quizzed as he looked up at you. “Where does this piece go?” He held up the strange metal piece and you studied it for a moment before looking back down at the manual. “Well?” He asked after a few minutes of silence.

“Beats me,” you looked up and shrugged; he chuckled wearily and shook his head. “What?” You giggled. “I told you I’m not good at these things, why do you think I called you?” He sighed and got to his feet, dodging loose pieces on your bedroom floor as he made his way over to you.

“Give me that,” he took the manual from you then settled on the floor behind you with his legs on either side. “You’re lucky you’re cute, Y/N.” You smiled and leaned back against him, resting your cheek against his bearded face. “Let’s see,” he studied the manual, his arm absentmindedly draped around your waist. “Well, it looks like that metal piece goes…Hm,” he hummed with pursed lips. “Maybe it’s meant to go in the joint?”

“Maybe you should just let me call the staff at IKEA,” you whispered then kissed his jawline when he chuckled. “We’ve been doing this for hours and we still haven’t made any progress. It’s eight-thirty and we haven’t had food, can we just order some takeout and call IKEA in the morning?”

“What are we going to sleep on tonight then?”

“You do realize a bed frame is just to prop the mattress up, right?” You teased him and he rolled his eyes, smiling. “It doesn’t change the fact that a mattress is still a mattress. Just leave the mess here and we’ll sleep out in the living room, it’ll be like camping except without the yucky stuff.”

“You mean nature?” He quizzed, chuckling.

“You know it,” you winked and got off the ground. “I’m going to go order some food, what are we feeling tonight?” He shrugged, giving you one of those ‘you pick’ faces. “Well, I feel like Chinese so- General Chang’s it is then.” You held out a hand for him to take so you could pull him to his feet. “Coming?”

“I’ll come when the food gets here, I just want to give this another shot.” He told you, returning his gaze to the manual. “I mean- it’s just a bed frame,” he looked up at you when he heard you chuckle, “how hard can it be to figure out? I’m Captain America, for crying out loud,” he said and tried not to laugh when you did.

“Okay Cap,” you kissed the top of his head. “I’ll come get you when the food’s here.”

Forty-five minutes later, the food arrived and Chris still hadn’t made progress with your bed frame. When you went into your bedroom to get him, his head was hung in defeat. “I don’t wike it,” he imitated his nephew’s catchphrase, making you laugh.

“C'mon Cap,” you grabbed his hands and pulled him to his feet. “Let it go,” you told him as you wrapped an arm around his waist; his arm draped around your shoulder as the two of you made your way out into the living room. “We’ll call the guy in the morning.”

“IKEA should really have better instruction manuals,” he muttered bitterly. “There is no way anyone can build anything from that dumb sheet of paper. It doesn’t even have instructions, there are just numbers and pictures.”

“Let it go,” you chuckled, rubbing his back.

“We wouldn’t have this problem if you’d just move in with me,” he mumbled into your hair; he was a little nervous about bringing up the subject again, the first decline was a little gut wrenching. You stopped walking and he stopped with you, wincing when you looked up at him. “I know you want to be independent and this place is nearer to work-”

“Those are the real reason I won’t move in with you, Chris,” you confessed then pressed your lips together when he narrowed his eyes. “I just-” you began then huffed. “I don’t think you realize what moving in together means.”

“Living together instead of living separately?”

“Funny,” you slapped his arm, biting back your smile when he chuckled. “I’m talking about the reality of it, like are you sure you’re going to be okay coming home to my face all day every day? What if we have a big fight and you can’t get any space from me? What if you just want some down time with your guys and I’m in the way? What if you decide-” He cut you off, pressing his lips against yours.

“My biggest wish is to come home to your face all day every day, Y/N,” he told you, smiling. “And you should know by now that the last thing I want is space when we fight, it just makes the problem bigger. As for downtime with my guys?” He chuckled. “I’d love for you to be there. Always, because you are my girl and there is no one I’d rather spend time with.” You smiled and he chuckled, “any other concerns you need me to address?”

“What if you decide I’m much too annoying to live with?”

“You’re annoying all the time,” he poked your side, laughing when you scoff. “But I’m still here, aren’t I?” He quizzed, sliding his arms around your waist and to your lower back. “C'mon, move in with me. I have proper furniture there, nothing that needs assembling.” He teased and you chuckled. “We’re going to be living together when you marry me,” he reminded you and you smiled, feeling your cheeks heat up at that. “Why not just get a head start? C'mon,” he pressed when you smiled, “it’ll be fun.”

“Fine,” you gave in, smiling. “Let’s move in together.”

“Yes!” He cheered and hugged you. “It’s going to be great, I’ll hire a moving truck ASAP.”

“Just out of curiosity,” you teased him as you broke the hug, wrapping your arms around his neck as his hands moved to your hips. “What makes you so sure I’m going to marry you?”

“My wonderful furniture assembling skills, of course.”

GOT7~ Proposing to Their S/O

Anonymous said: Hii! I was wondering if you could make a got7 reactions for a marriage proposal and their reaction to your yes/no I’m sorry for my english but I’m not good in languages lol I hope you understand, thank you so much~   

A/N: Your english is fine! I hope you enjoy anon ^.^


Mark Tuan

Mark would go all out with a fancy as dinner, cheesy music and fairy lights hanging in the background. He loves you so much and he wants it to become more. He wants to live with you and the future adopted dogs. He wants to come home to you dancing in the kitchen to old music. He simply wants to call you his wife.

Originally posted by parkmyjinyoung

Im Jaebum

He lives for the moments when you two talk about the future and every scenario includes him marrying you. Unlike Mark, Jae would have the location be casual and he’d be kinda chill about it. Or so it seems. On the inside his anxiety would be bursting and he is hoping you say “yes” because he loves you so much that he can’t express it without this ring. 

Originally posted by btsgotsvt

Jackson Wang

Wang gae will want to ask your family for permission before he does anything but when he does do it, he would have planned perfectly. Now, it’s just the struggle of things going as planned. Spoiler: It doesn’t. BUT that doesn’t stop the cheesies that pools from his mouth. Jackson would want to get married asap after the proposal.

Originally posted by umma-jy

Park Jinyoung

He’d proposing under the stars with no one else around. This would be a moment that he just wants to share with you and you alone. He wants to be the only one to see your reaction and hold you after you hopefully say yes. He doesn’t need this to be captured on a video like the rest of his life because he’s always going to remember this.

Originally posted by jypnior

Choi Youngjae

He’d be so nervous! He’d have his family help a little alone with his members but would want them to hide while he proposed. His voice would be shaky and he’d stutter a bit but he’d never lose eye contact with you because your eye were one of his favorite things. He could tell exactly what you were thinking and how you felt just by look at your eyes. When If you said yes, he’d start crying as he lunged onto you for a hug.

Originally posted by youngjai

BamBam

Bammie would not have planned this very well like some of the others. It’d be a kind of “spur of the moment” thing. He’d look at you with loving eyes as you did something that he adored and that’s when he knew that he wouldn’t to spend every minute of his free time with you. He’d get lost in his thoughts as he fought with himself over whether he should propose but when you snapped him back to reality, he couldn’t stop the flood of cheesy words.

Originally posted by wassereis

Kim Yugyeom

Yugy would want it to be meaningful. He’d probably take to wherever you two had your first date and then randomly purpose leaving you shook. This man loves you so damn much that it hurts and this would be something that he’d been planning for the longest time. He’d get super shy but would push through it hoping for the word “yes” to spill from your mouth.

Originally posted by wang-thighs

OK but comics!Diana and Steve need to get married and have a beautiful superpowered baby girl. Jon and Damian start arguing all the time on how she should be raised.

“What are you doing?”

“Training her. What does it look like I’m doing?”

“She’s only four!”

“I know, she started way too late. I started training as soon as I could walk. Catching her up will be difficult.”

“Are you crazy??”

“Of course not, we don’t want her to end up like you, do we? We need a Wonder Girl ASAP to pick up your slack.”

“Better than her turning out like you, weirdo. Come on, Etta.”

“Hey, bring her back here!”

“Only if you can catch me, shorty!”

“YOU INSOLENT ALIEN SCUM I SWEAR–”

anonymous asked:

Omg if they do have spencer having a twin i NEED her to crash ezrias wedding and when the minister person says "does anyone have an objection" i need her to walk down the aisle and be like i do

BRUH.

That is giving me Trish Stratus interrupting Lita & Kane’s wedding circa 2004 REALNESS (if anyone gets/remembers this, we are now officially married). 

I swear I literally fantasize about Ezria’s wedding being ruined. I had a thought like what if EzrA is A.D. and on the day of the wedding, the girls are getting ready and Aria realizes she forgot to bring…..whatever. She starts panicking and the other girls tell her not to worry and that they’ll go back to Ezra’s apartment to get it. Time goes on as the girls search for this object and Hanna (bc she would be the one to find something) starts fishing though Ezra’s things and low and behold, she comes across papers, receipts, pictures, emails, plans, and everything else that appear wildly incriminating. She gets the girls’ attention and they start slowly putting things together and before you know it, they are finding more and more things that A.D. had/use against them and that’s when it reality hits. 

Ezra is A.D.

Meanwhile at the wedding, everyone is waiting for the girls to come back but Ezra starts getting restless, urging Aria to start without them. After some hesitance, She agrees and there begins the ceremony. The girls realize they need to stop Aria from marrying him ASAP so they rush out of the apartment. Cue the dramatic music and camera cuts as the girls race to the wedding while Ezria start their vows. Spencer hops into the driver’s seat of the SUV and tells everyone to hold on while she starts the ignition and thrusts the gear into drive in one fluid motion.

“Ezra Fitzgerald, do you take Aria Montgomery to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage?  Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” Ezra grins with his mouth spreading out across his face. The girls are holding tightly onto the grab handles of the car as Spencer floors the gas and speeds past other vehicles - a couple of scared squeals from the others as we, the viewers, start to notice how evil Ezra’s smile is becoming while Aria is obliviously staring up at him with heart eyes.

“Aria Montgomery, do you take Ezra Fitzgerald to be your wedded husband to live together in marriage?  Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him so long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” Aria happily beams, smiling with her teeth. Her eyes begin to slightly water just because she’s been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever and it’s now finally happening. They’re really doing this. They go through the process of giving and receiving the rings when Spencer flies right onto the curb outside the establishment, not caring to waste time to find parking. The girls undo their seat belts and jump out the car, hiking up their dresses as they run as fast as they can in their heels.

“And now by the power vested in me by the State of Pennsylvania , I pronounce you husband and w-”

“ARIA, STOP!” the girls scream out in unison as they burst through the double doors of the entrance. Everyone’s attention snaps to the back with the entire building frozen in shock at such an abrupt interruption. Aria’s eyes go wide as she watches her friends stroll down the aisle, breathless.

“Aria…you…you can’t marry Ezra.” Spencer warns her.

“Wha-what are-what is this?!” Aria finds herself confused yet gradually growing infuriated by the second as she sends dagger-like glares at the girls. “Why not?!”

Emily sorrowfully steps forward with a hyper-realistic mask in her hand as her and Aria’s eyes lock. 

“Because he’s A.D.”

………………….Now you tell me if that’s not something you would love to see happen???lmao idk why i just busted out into story-mode that’s a true pipe dream of mines. But now that you brought up the Spencereitta ruining the wedding, I’m just as excited! Man, the possibilities! 

anonymous asked:

I honestly don't get Rheagar's plan when it came to kidnapping Lyanna. Why did he do it if he knew he couldn't marry her? What was the point of kidnapping her? I've read the books and seen the show and I don't get his motivation I honestly don't. Even if she was consenting (Big if) then why it just take her as a mistress later on? Why the dramatics of kidnapping her?

It’s been theorized by others on here that Rhaegar acted with a sense of urgency. In other words, he might have believed that the child needed to be conceived ASAP, that there was no time to wait beyond what was absolutely necessary. Hence why as soon as Elia gave birth to Aegon and they received confirmation that she cannot have a third child, Rhaegar kicked his plan into high gear and ran off with Lyanna.

It just so happens that Rhaegar’s timing was actually perfect. With Jon’s story promising to lead him to an epic battle against the Others, it seems that Jon was born at exactly the right time. If he were even a little younger (say, 13 and not 14, almost 15 at the beginning of AGoT), he may not have been allowed to join the Night’s Watch, which means his story would not have followed the path as we know it.

This theory forms the backbone of the answer to your question. Rhaegar, being already married, could not set aside his marriage to Elia and marry Lyanna instead. Moreover, Lyanna was betrothed to a powerful lord, who had already inherited his seat as the Lord of Storm’s End. Therefore making her his official mistress would have been nearly impossible; even if it were possible, it would have greatly offended both House Stark and House Baratheon, which would only add fuel to their sparks of rebellion.

There’s also the matter of time. A full term pregnancy lasts nine months. Rhaegar would not have wanted to compromise the pregnancy by placing Lyanna in the public eye or in an accessible place. Instead, he chose a place that was completely isolated and difficult to find.

So with all public and/or legal avenues barred to him, Rhaegar decided on a plan that was neither public nor legal, and one that could be executed in short time. It worked, obviously, but it came with a whole slew of consequences that perhaps not even the clairvoyant Rhaegar could have seen coming.

Andy Lincoln's Interview

Okay but did y'all notice he didn’t say “the closest thing they’ll get to honeymoon”.

He was like “it’s the best they’ll get for a honeymoon”.

Andy Lincoln thinks he can slide that wording past us but we see him.

We see you, Andy Lincoln.

Originally posted by so-fancyyyy

Silly JazzWave

I wanna write a post-war fic where Jazz gets so irritated by Starscream shoving his engagement to Skyfire in everyone’s faceplates that he snarks that he’s engaged too, just to steal some spot light/tease him. Honestly, it was supposed to be in good fun… at the expense of Starscream and whomever Jazz could manage to grab at the moment he said it, of course. Just embarrass some folks, watch Starscream get pissed, and fluster some poor, unfortunate bystander– totally harmless, right?

“…Come again?” said Starscream, turning slightly to look back at Jazz.

“I said, ‘whoop-dee-doo Screamer, that makes two of us’.” Jazz crossed his legs and sat oh-so-casually at his table.

“You.” Starscream faced him fully, “YOU are to be bonded?”

Jazz’s grin got wider.

“Yup. Absolutely. Can’t wait. Ceremony’s same day as yours, wanna coordinate colors?”

It took a moment, but Starscream finally flitted his wings and let the rhetorical question slide.

“Oh, how nice, you’ve finally found someone to put up with you. Shame no one will attend though. You may want to consider changing the date.” Starscream puffed up and looked down his olfactory sensor at Jazz, “Skyfire and I bonding is going to usher in a new era of unity between our factions. It’s historically significant, and the ceremony will be huge! Prime himself has already rsvp’d.”

It took all Jazz’s strength and years of training to not roll his eyes.

“Oh well that’s nice. He’s going to be at mine too.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. Optimus and I go way back. Plus, as fate would have it, my bonding is also cross-faction.”

Starscream went bolt-stiff, and his Trinemates slowly looked to him in silent horror, still holding all their shopping bags. Then his optics narrowed.

“Hold this.” He said to Thundercracker, dropping his bag and making a B-line towards Jazz. He filled the spec ops agent’s personal space, flaring his wings.

“What a cute little stunt this has been.” He said, every word dripping with acid, “Really, I just LOVE to be pestered when I have a strict schedule to uphold.”

“Stunt? ME?” Jazz said, visibly pleased. Starscream straightened up.

“Well, Jazz? Produce this fiance of yours! Your conjux-to-be for the history books!” He announced loudly enough for the small crowd around them to hear.

“Of course!” Jazz said, activating old battle scanners to help lock on 'Con spark signatures. “He’s riiiiiiight… here!”

Jazz grabbed the first mech’s arm he saw light up in his HUD and yanked.

Soundwave bumped his shoulder shortly after. Jazz’s expression faltered for only a klik.

'Uh-oh.’ He thought to himself. 'Might be a hard mech to play off of.’

“Oh please.” Starscream said, noticing Jazz’s slip, “Soundwave, enlighten us. Have you two been engaged?”

Soundwave looked at Jazz’s wily smile and then back at Starscream.

“Affirmative. Jazz and I have been engaged.”

Starscream’s jaw dropped, Jazz’s visor brightened, and someone somewhere did a spit-take with their energon.

“You… you what?!?” The seeker finally managed.

“You heard him, Screamer.” said Jazz, wrapping himself around Soundwave for obnoxious emphasis, “We are soooooooooooo in love. Now, about those colors…”

Eventually Starscream huffs and puffs away, all pissy and confused as to how Jazz got Soundwave to LIE about an engagement. (Really SW had seen the jab/bluff from a mile away and decided he also wanted to irritate SS, so he didn’t LIE persay when they “had been engaged”, because he made a conscious decision to interpret that as “engaged in battle”)

But Starscream isn’t done with them yet. They made a fool out of him that day. They want a ceremony? They’re going to GET one.

He publicly announces them on their behalf, meaning that it will be a joint ceremony. Megatron and Optimus are immediately like “oh god, who is he trying to out-bluff now”, but NO ONE can do anything to stop it… why? Because due to some domestic stuff that developed the exact moment Jazz had did his little joke, the significance of the union between factions increased ten-fold when members of the galactic federation were invited and expressed interest in witnessing the Cybertronians unify. If either couple splits now, it would look really, really bad on behalf of Con and Bot relations, and might make the federation hesitant to reinduct Cybertron. Which, NEEDS to happen. Like, asap.

So cue a story of a joke engagement that gets taken too far and results in them actually getting married/falling in love with each other.

anonymous asked:

i need a '20 reasons why you love aizawa' essay on my desk by MONDAY

(You never specificed which Monday so I could have given this 2 months from now on a Monday and no one would know…)

  1. He doesn’t give a shit about appearance. If he wants to wear a suit, pink sweatpants, and sneakers, he’s gonna do it and no one can stop him. I strive to have his confidence.
  2. He likes cats.
  3. He’s super strong and flexible and he flaunts it (i.e. him dangling from the electrical wires while wearing those weights).
  4. He’s tired all the time, but he still functions at 100%.
  5. He’s blunt and straight forward. He doesn’t play around with words (just like me lmao).
  6. He’s married to Mic.
  7. He cares so much about other people that he puts their well being over his own. (It worries me, but it’s very noble.)
  8. He’s very perceptive about emotion. By observing Bakugou, he knew that he needed to sort out his relationship with Izuku ASAP. When Izuku felt terrible for not saving Eri, he went straight to him to reassure him that his “mistake” still gave Eri hope for rescue.
  9. During the training camp, we get a small panel of him staying up late with Brad to discuss the kids training regiment. Since they finish teaching remedials at 2am, they stay up past that so Aizawa would have been functioning on 3-4 hours of sleep. His dedication as a teacher is ridiculous…
  10. He looks like a trash bag, but when he cleans up, he looks like a young prince. It does things to my heart…
  11. He won’t take shit from the media. They can call him scruffy all they like and he won’t care, but when they go after his students, Dadzawa awakens and goes into full attack mode.
  12. I really like his boots. I’ve mentioned it before, but I really like how the outline of his baggy sweatpants brings out his combat boots. I’m just…. I’m weak.
  13. He doesn’t care for fame or recognition. He just simply wants to be a hero.
  14. Aizawa’s character is still a fairly blank slate. We’ve been getting glimpses of his personality, but we don’t know his full back story yet. It’s kind of fun at this stage because it lets everyone speculate. This is a very important time for fanfiction writers. LMAO
  15. His totoro smiles are amazing.
  16. He’s such a dad… After that fight between Bakugou and Izuku, we see them in bandages. So that means that Aizawa tended to them while internally raging and after he was done, he just whips out his scarf to yell at them. Can you even imagine him grumbling with his little pout while applying alcohol onto their faces? (“Fucking kids… grumble grumble… at this LATE H O UR … much rage… I can’t beli e ve t h i s… wow.”)
  17. He sinks into his scarf a lot. It’s fucking adorable.
  18. His little pout…. enough said.
  19. He threatens the kids with his quirk. LMAO…. like that time when the kids got excited with getting hero names or when Ashido was talking while Aizawa was still lecturing. It’s so extra™ and I can really appreciate that.
  20. Me liking Aizawa made me create this blog and I’ve made some really good friends and have talked to some really fun people. I’m glad this trash bag became my favorite character. :)

anonymous asked:

het!kaisoo and femslash pleasee ❤

one per request dearie ;; i’ll do the hetkaisoo one :>

  • little lady (you’re awfully pretty) - the summary is as it is: kyungsoo is a broadcast jockey by night and an english teacher by day and student jongnog has a crush on her hoho
  • Tutored to Love - jongin is failing in class and ksoo is there to help her out brb gonna cry at the cute
  • For Life - wolf!au with a twist: female alpha soo!!
  • Clockworks - soo’s lil sister gave her a watch that will count down to zero when she meets her soulmate so guess who was it hehe
  • Want You (Back) - kadi were the IT couple of the campus until they broke up but jokes on everyone, they still love each other, did i mention there’s smut? ;)
  • Shotgun - playboy jongin changes his tactics for kyungsoo 👀
  • Versace on the Floor - good old smut and ksoo wearing a black versace dress how lovely
  • Love Me (I Do) - fwb au and they both like each other but wont confess >:(
  • Of Coffee Shops and Flat Tires - fluff, fluff, so much fluff, basically nini is trying to get his sh*t together in front of his crush ksoo
  • Forsaking Propriety - um this was such a nice read, regency au where jongin is trying to court his dearest kyungsoo
  • The Rise of the Cupid - onesided!baeksoo but in a good way bc baekhyun realises that kadi needs to get together asap so he plays cupid
  • Kyungswooned - the author: ksoo getting swole aka jongin gets shook when she sees kyungsoo again
  • Three Enchanted Princes - royalty au, this is a prequel (jongin isnt here yet)
  • Right Love, Wrong Time - girl!soo, bestfriends/platonic kd
  • The Amnesia Excuse - fem!jongin, they almost got married (but ksoo chickened) when now they meet again after a many years, jongin pretends she doesn’t remember him
  • It Started with a Drink - Jongin needs a wife - a temporary wife - ASAP. Maybe it was fate when he found himself in Las Vegas, finding himself a wife and more than what he has bargained for
  • I’m Slaved - fem!ji, slave au, by babychocosoo!
  • No Labels - babychocosoo again! queen of genderswap fics :’) 
  • Round and Round - quite a read! slight!angst, (warning:infidelity)

- Admin H (hope everyone is doing well :>)

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→ Reader x Minseok

“Minseok, I need you to get dressed in your best tux and get down to the Ivy Club Hotel - asap.”

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“So,” Your mother’s voice sounds loudly into the room as you are in the midle of slipping on your short, nude cocktail dress. You yelp, your head turning quickly in her direction as she looks weirdly at you. “Mom, privacy,” You laugh nervously. “you know - it’s a thing.” 

She doesn’t laugh. “have you invited your boyfriend to the wedding? I would really love to meet him.” 

And with that your whole body tenses. 

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