they teased her so much haha

Welcome To The Loser’s

Originally posted by stanseb

Anonymous Requested: Could i please have an imagine where the reader is Henry’s little sister and she’s always dragged around by him wherever he and his gang goes? The Losers Club see you one day getting yelled at and pushed around by Henry b/c you don’t want to hang around him anymore and Richie is the first one to leap into action and come to your rescue.

Pairing: Loser’s Club x Reader + Richie x Reader

Warnings: abusive sibling?

“Y/N, do try to keep up. We don’t have time for your dawdling.”

You rolled your eyes, suppressing the urge to do anything more. It was truly becoming too much to handle, your brother and his friends constant nagging and sly remarks. And the fact that you had no choice whether or not to listen to them because Henry always thought it important to drag you along to every single place he went.

Henry didn’t give a shit about you if he was by himself, but anytime he went out with his douchebag of friends, he liked to bring you along. Purely for the purpose of being able to belittle you and intimidate you in front of his friends. Because apparently to your brother, that was “cool”.

You were only two years younger than him, and had never done anything to deserve such treatment. You always did what you could for your brother, mainly because he was your brother. And you just always thought that family stood up for each other and helped one another out. But apparently, not yours.

And your father liked to pretend the two of you didn’t exist unless he needed something from you, so they weren’t really an option.

So instead of hanging out with kids your own age, you were dragged place to place from your brother, teased and bullied by both him and his friends until the day was over.

“Jesus, Henry why do we even bring her along? She’s nothing but a nuisance.”

But today, it was becoming too much.

“You know why, Victor. She’s fun to tease.”

And you weren’t sure you were going to deal with this much longer.

“Haha, yeah. You’re right.”

Their stupid voices were almost too much to bear that you found yourself suddenly freezing in spot, your hands clenched beside you. Henry noticed you out of of the corner of his eye and turned to yell at you before you beat him to it; “stop speaking like i’m not here.” You spat, taking every ounce of confidence you had to speak aloud. “I’m going home, because I won’t stand here and be teased.”

Though the second you finished your words, you immediately regretted it. Henry was an idiot but he was your older brother, meaning he was much larger and taller then you. He could also become very scary if he wanted. So when you saw his face fall and his eyes narrow dangerously, you gulped thickly. “What did you say, Y/N?” Henry asked, as him and his friends stepped forward towards you.

“Yeah, i’m not sure we heard you.” Patrick added, lightly shoving you back with his hand.

Biting your lip, you narrowed your own eyes; “I said i’m going home, i-idiots.”

“Idiots?” Another shove, this one much harder you had to focus on not tripping over your own feet.

“You’re beginning to stutter, squirt.” Henry commented, smiling suddenly. “That makes you a whole lot less threatening.” Henry stepped forward, grabbing you by your shoulders before harshly pushing forward. You weren’t able to catch yourself this time and landed roughly on your bum. You skimmed across the gravel shortly, you groaning in pain. “Not that you were to begin with.”

You stared fearfully up at your brother and his friends, feeling your eyes water. This was not a smart mo-

“Hey, mullet!” Furrowing your brows, you looked past your brothers legs to see a small group of kids, that you recognized some from your class. Specifically the boy who’d spoken, Richie Tozier, who just happened to be in your english class. Nervously, you gazed up at your brother watching as his attention was pulled away from you, his friends as well.

“Why don’t you come over here and act like a man?”

“Oh-Oh, this should be good.” Your brother laughed, walking towards Richie who stood alone besides two other people. Hands grabbed arms, hauling you up and when you turned around you saw Bill Denbrough.

“BIll?” You questioned.

“C-Come on, Richie’s acting a-as a distraction.” The stuttering boy pulled you along, turning different corners until you were down in the forested area of Derry. Panting, you slowed to a stop as you found yourself surrounded by a few more kids. “This is S-Stan, Beverly a-and Ben.” 

“Hi.” You waved nervously.

“Woah, nearly got caught.” You turned at the sound of a new voice, finding Richie from before followed by the two other kids. Laughing, he stopped beside you, letting a hand fall on your shoulder. “Your brother’s a real dick, Y/N.”

“Y-Yeah…” You shrugged, rubbing the back of your neck. “I know.”

“Well, anyways. I’m Richie, this is Eddie and Mike.” You waved hello to them again, smiling at your new found friends. “Nice to meet you all.”

“Welcome to the Loser’s, Y/N.”

anonymous asked:

whats Oshiete! Galko-chan? is it good?

“Oshiete! Galko-chan” or “Please Tell Me! Galko-chan” is a short anime series about a group of friends with nicknames that correspond to basic stereotypes

so as main characters we have

  1. Galko, who looks like your typical gyaru, but is actually a great compassionate friend who really likes to help others, reads and watches anime sometimes and is just a big sweetie
  2. Otako, who looks like an introverted nerdy otaku type, but actually loves to talk about things that she finds interesting and to tease her friends in playful harmful ways
  3. and Ojou, who looks like a refined spoiled rich lady and she kinda is in reality haha, but also she’s a big airhead!

There are plenty of interesting background characters who also called by similar style nicknames like Fushigi-chan(oddball) or Iinchou(class president)

Now there’s not much plot going on (or at all), but it’s a show about teenagers talking about sensitive but equally important topics like sexuality, human body quirks and various myths about them, but in a funny lighthearted tone

It was one of my fave shows in that season so i recommend to give it a shot

argetcross  asked:

I love your tiny and elderly Shimura Nana drawings soooooo much. We need more about her. I can just imagine Toshinori piggy backing her until he can't do the muscle form anymore and then it's Midoriya's job, haha. @u@

fdklsjflkjdlsf this is just my interpretation of older Nana but I feel like this would happen after she like…. pushed herself too far? She’s not supposed to walk around without her walker, but she has the mindset of “I’m faster without it” and Toshi and Izuku are just “pLEASE USE YOUR WALKER…” so they carry her and let her dictate where to go. She probably teases them like

“I’m hungry, go over to the cabinet!”

“Okay, I’m - “

“No not that cabinet, the other one!”

“All ri - “

“Actually now I want to eat ramen. Let’s go to the place down the street - wait, I need to get my bag first! On the couch!”

Meanwhile Gran is tired of All Of Them because there’s Midoriya i-can-break-these-limbs Izuku, Shimura i’m-not-That-old Nana, and Yagi how-am-i-not-in-hypovolemic-shock Toshinori

Falling In Reverse - One

Spencer x Reader

Y/N was not ready for this. At all.

Flying, she hated it. But it was a necessary evil if she wanted to visit her family. Which she did but she also didn’t. Y/N going home for her sister’s wedding. Her younger sister’s wedding. And she was going alone, armed with a barrage of replies to the ‘why are you single?’ questions she knew she’d get from her relatives. None of her answers would satisfy them though. But she’d cope. There was a free bar, that was going to get her through it.

Glancing around the plane briefly Y/N saw that it seemed full of tourists, people visiting Vegas for the first time. There was that sense of buzz and and excitement in the air. The buzz and excitement that she no longer felt. Having lived there for eighteen years it quickly wore off, as did the constant, “Oh you’re from Vegas? Can you count cards?” No, she couldn’t. But she was a pretty decent poker player so she did at least fit that one stereotype. Y/N had moved away for college when she was eighteen and now ran a small bookshop in Virginia. It wasn’t what she’d expected to be doing at 26 years old but she loved it all the same. There was just something about books, the smell of them, the feel of them in her hands knowing that the pages contained an entirely different universe sometimes, one that she could immerse herself in. Y/N had started working there at college and when the previous manager had left, Sally the elderly owner had offered her the job. As she wasn’t particularly doing very well in her chosen studies, she’d taken it.

Slipping her book between her leg and the side of the seat, Y/N clutched her bottled water and cursed herself for not buying any hard candy to suck on. She hated flying, taking off and landing was the worst, and sometimes she suffered from an intense pressure build up in her ears which gave Y/N a headache for days. At the moment though it looked like she was going to be lucky enough to have an entire row of three seats to herself, it was approaching takeoff time and so far no one else had claimed the other seats.

“Excuse me, excuse me.. ” a tall man with brown hair that looked like it hadn’t seen a hairbrush let alone touched one in years was trying to skirt around the air hostess that was helping the family in the row behind. Managing to slip by, he took out a few items and then stashed his satchel in the overhead locker before flopping down into the seat at the end of the row.

Guess you weren’t going to have the row to yourself after all, Y/N thought to herself

She tried not to look at him as he fidgeted, trying to fold his long legs into a comfortable seating position for the flight. Finally getting settled, he gave Y/N a quick look and then pulled out his book, burying his head into it.

The crew got ready for take off, neither Y/N or the man sat by her paying any attention to the safety instructions the air hostesses went through. Y/N was a seasoned flyer as much as she disliked it and she assumed he was too. As the plane sped down the run way Y/N closed her eyes and breathed deeply, her hands clutching the arm rests as the palne took off.

As the plane gained altitude Y/N started to feel that familar pressure building in her ears. She began to swallow, wishing she had some candy to suck on, it always helped in the past. Her ears popped once and then almost immediately the pressure began to rebuild.

“Do you want something to suck on?”

A voice came from her right and Y/N’s eyes flew open. It was the man sat next to her looking at her with concern. Y/N swallowed hard, her ear giving a little squeak.


“Would you like something to suck on?” he asked again, clearly not realising how his offer sounded. Y/N stifled a laugh, wincing slightly as her ear went again.

“I think they frown upon that here,” she told him seeing his brow furrow.

Y/N could almost see the penny dropping in his mind and his cheeks blushed a furious red as he fumbled in his pocket pulling out a packet of hard candy.

“Sweets, I meant sweets!”

He was cute, a little squeak to his voice.

“Are you sure? Cos it sounded like you were propositioning me…..”

He fidgeted again looking extremely uncomfortable and Y/N grinned, the interaction with this cute stranger distracting her from her own discomfort.

“Look, do you want one or not?” he thrust the packet towards her and Y/N took one, popping it into her mouth and tasting the sweet but tangy taste of lemon sherberts, her favourite.

“Thank you. I appreciate it…. And I’m sorry for making fun.”

“It’s okay. I do realise how it sounded,” he sounded more relaxed suddenly and Y/N turned to study him.

He was definitely attractive, even despite the messy hair. Strong jawline, hazel eyes and plump pink lips. He was dressed in courdroys and a pale blue button down shirt with a navy cardigan thrown over the top. One leg was tucked under the other and he had converse on his large feet. His hands rested on his lap, twiddling with the ends of his cardigan and she could see a watch worn over the sleeve of his jacket rather than under. Y/N wondered how old he was, she couldn’t quite tell.

“I wonder if that line would ever work on anyone?” she pondered out loud.

“Probably not. Now I think about it, said to the wrong person and it would probably earn someone a slap round the face.”

Y/N laughed and she could see the corners of his lips twitching upwards.

“Good job I’m not the wrong person then.” Hearing a ping she looked up and saw that the seat belt sign had flashed off. Phew, that meant the worst of it was over and Y/N just had to endure the rest of the flight praying there wasn’t any turbulence.

The man beside her unbuckled his belt immediately, readjusting his position slightly. Glancing down he saw Y/N still had hers fastened.

“Erm… You can take your belt off you know. The seat belt sign is off.”

She raised your eyebrow at him. “Wow. First you offer me something to suck on, now you’re trying to convince me to take my belt off.”

The man turned red again.“ I… I….. I…” he stuttered. Y/N burst out laughing.

“It’s not nice that you’re making fun of me you know. I’m just trying to be helpful,” he looked like a puppy that had just been kicked and she suddenly felt bad.

“Shit… I’m sorry. I just… It’s just… I didn’t mean to upset you….”

When he smirked, a glorious smile crossing his face reaching up into his eyes, she knew that he’d been messing with her. He spoke again.

“Truce? No more innuendos? At least I’ll try… ”

“Haha. Okay, truce. You don’t proposition me again and I won’t tease you about it. I do have to thank you though. You’ve distracted me so far. I hate flying and you’ve made taking off much more enjoyable than it usually is.”

“Well… I’m, erm.. I’m glad I could help. I think… ” he tucked a loose lock of hair back behind his ear and then coughed slightly before continuing, “I’m Spencer.”

Attractive name for an attractive man.

“I’m….” Y/N glanced upwards quickly. “I’m Charley.”

Spencer narrowed his eyes and then the corners of his mouth twitched upwards again.

“You’re not, but that’s okay. I’m a stranger and you don’t want to give me your actual name, I get it.. That’s very smart.”

“How… How did you know?”

“I work for the FBI. I’m a profiler so I’m trained to read body language amongst other things. You looked up before speaking, first sign someone is lying.”

FBI? Wow.

“Oh… Okay. I’m sorry, it’s just I don’t know you and the last movie I watched where someone befriended her fellow plane passenger, well. He tried to kill her.”

“Red Eye, right?”

Y/N nodded and he continued, “I’m no Jackson Rippner trust me. Those are the type of guys I catch. But like I say, I understand.”

“So Spencer, are you heading to Vegas on business then? Is there a bad guy I should be aware of?” She kinda wanted to keep talking to this guy despite not wanting to tell him her real name. Not yet anyway.

“Not business. I’m from Vegas actually, I’m visiting my mom. What about you, Charley.. ”

Y/N smiled at his use of her fake name.

“I’m from Vegas too. But I live in Virginia now. I’m going home for my sister’s wedding, something I’m not looking forward to at all.”

“Can I ask why not, or is that too personal?”

Over the next four hours Y/N and Spencer talked about her family and her upbringing. He told Y/N about his job and then about his Mom, looking suprised with himself and then revealing that he rarely talked about her. When the plane started it’s descent he distracted her again, talking about his favourite books. When Y/N eventually disembarked they walked together to the luggage terminal and Y/N and Spencer both hesitated, knowing they had to go their separate ways.

Digging in her bag, Y/N pulled out her cell phone.

“So I guess it’s my time to proposition you. Could I maybe get your number? Maybe we could hang out here, or when we get back to Virginia?”

Spencer blushed again but recited a series of digits which she saved in her phone. She quickly called him, seeing him pulling out his phone with her own number flashing up on the screen.

“There, now you have my number too,” she told him.

“So I do. But what do I save it under? Charley or…?” he asked and she smiled softly.

“Y/N. Save it under Y/N.”

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You keep saying me with these fluff shurikens straight to my heart. I need a surgery. A transplant, dunno how much more I can take. (please don’t stop)

Slaying *

Lol can’t stop won’t stop!!!

“So do you have a girlfriend? Boyfriend? Mate?” Howard asks excitedly, wrapping an arm around Tony’s shoulders and leading him to the kitchen.

Flushing, Tony answers, “Uh, um, no? I’m. I’m the Old Maid. Ha. Haha.”

“Honestly that’s all I ever hoped for,” Howard says, mostly to himself. “No one’s good enough for you anyway.”

“Dad!” Tony exclaims, embarrassed, because the rest of the team is sort of following them and Natasha has this glint in her eyes that says ‘I’mma tease you for days.’

“Well it’s true!” Howard huffs, grabbing the coffee pot and pouring himself a huge mug. He goes to the fridge to grab the milk, sees chocolate syrup, and happily makes a cup of chocolate milk for his son.

Tony stares at the cup, biting his lip to try and keep from laughing, because he’s a grown ass man but his dad still made him chocolate milk. It probably hadn’t occurred to him that Tony can drink coffee now. He’d never let him when he was younger. “Thanks, Dad.”

“My pup grew up to be so beautiful I’m honestly surprised I didn’t have to immediately go get my gun and shoot anyone,” Howard chortles. He sees Steve flinch out of the corner of his eye and turns to stare at him.

Steve tries to smile at him. It’s shaky. He’d looked just as awkward when he’d been panting after Peggy.

“Tony, fetch my gun,” Howard orders, making Tony choke on his chocolate milk.

Natasha nearly starts vibrating because this is hilarious.

anonymous asked:

peter needs to start racking in a little more dough for college tuition and he doesn't want to just rely on tony & may, so he goes part time as a pizza delivery guy. but he can't juggle being a superhero & a job so he meshes them together & in Queens you can see spiderman biking down the streets with hot pizza pies. & then michelle one day orders a pizza, spiderman shows up at her doorstep with a plain cheese and he teases her for her lame topping choices. you can go from there haha!! :)

HIYA FOLKS - here are some more silly headcanons for you. thnx for sending them my way, I’m really enjoying filling them. THIS FANDOM IS SO GREAT.

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Anakin Skywalker - The Morning After

Requested:  Yes. ( Can you do the Reader super flustered and nervous the morning after their first time with Anakin? And him being all proud and caring of his sore partner and fluffy fluff )

Prompt: The morning after the reader’s first time with Anakin, she gets all flustered and Anakin teases her, finding her really cute.

A/N: This was so odd yet cute to write haha. I hope you like it and that it’s fluffy enough! <3 It’s also quite shorter than my others, I hope that’s alright!

You woke up feeling sore, yet oddly content. At first, in your sleepy haze, you couldn’t quite remember why you would feel this way but then it hit you. Last night had been your first time with Anakin. It was everything you could’ve imagined, and he treated you with so much respect and admiration. It was perfect. You smiled at the memory as you cuddled into the side of your lover that was still fast asleep- or so you thought.

“Good morning, love.” Anakin mumbled, his morning voice sounding raspy in your ear as he wrapped his arms tighter around you. 

“Good morning. Did you sleep well?” You asked, your head resting on his chest with your hand next to it, drawing gentle patterns on his skin

“I did.” He said, looking down at you and smiling. “Last night was…amazing. You were amazing.” 

You buried your face into his chest so he couldn’t see you, feeling your cheeks heat up. You were naturally a shy person, and you had already come out of your shell around Anakin a long time ago but after last night, you were starting to become all flustered which hasn’t happened around him in a long time.

He chuckled softly when you hid your face from him, knowing quite well that you were blushing. He pulled you even closer to him and tilted your head up so that your faces were so close, your noses were almost touching. “You don’t have to be embarrassed.” He laughed, moving a few strands of your still tangled hair from your face. “You really were amazing.”

You rolled your eyes, your cheeks were still burning but you couldn’t stop the smile forming on your face. “I’m not embarrassed…” You said, leaning in to quickly peck his nose. “But you were pretty amazing too.” You said quietly, staying back and just admiring him for a moment, as he was for you, before moving to sit up with one of the sheets wrapped around you, slightly wincing as you did so.

Your wince was very subtle, but Anakin still caught it and you heard him quietly chuckle from behind you as you sat on the end of the bed. “Are you sore, love?” He asked. His tone was soft but you could just tell he was grinning, proud of what he was able to do to you.

You turned around slightly to hit his chest. “It’s your fault. Don’t make fun of me.” You tried to pout but you just couldn’t help the smile that kept coming back to your lips. 

He laughed, grabbing your arm as you went to hit him again and pulled you onto your back again, him moving to hover over top of you. “I’m not making fun of you. You’re just really cute.” He said, placing a kiss to your nose like you had to him earlier before trailing his lips down to yours, kissing you passionately. You could practically feel the love he had for you radiating from him. You were each other’s everything, and in that perfect moment, you knew that you and Anakin were definitely meant to be together for the rest of your lives.

“Odd Jobs”

“I still can’t believe you worked in a host club.”

Mila was stretched out on the bleachers, peeling her shirt away from her sweat-soaked back. She snatched a bottle of water from between Yurio’s feet.

“It’s so weird to imagine… No offense! I just mean, I don’t think I’d have the energy for that on top of training. And school, too!”

Yuuri shifted shyly in his seat.

“It was pretty tiring.”

Yurio rolled his eyes.

“What’s so hard about batting your lashes at a bunch of rich, old losers?” he muttered, taking an aggressive bite out of a cucumber. “I could do that in my sleep.”

Mila gave the top of his head a hard shove.

“You’re not even old enough to get into one of those clubs, so shut your mouth.”

“Yuuri worked really hard every night when we lived together in Detroit,” Phichit said from his spot on the floor, where he was focused on relacing his skates for the third time. “He always came home at like four in the morning, exhausted. And drunk. And sometimes in a dress.”

“Phichit…” Yuuri complained.

“I don’t think it’s anything to be embarrassed about,” Mila assured him. “Besides, you looked really good in those pictures.”

“It’s true,” Georgi chimed in. “If you were a woman, I’d fall for you.”

“Whatever, I still think it’s weird,” Yurio grunted.

Mila shoved him again.

“Actually,” Yuuri thought aloud, “Working as a host probably isn’t the strangest sounding job I’ve had.”

“Oh? Do tell~” Georgi prodded.

“Well… Let’s see… I worked as an oshiya for a while, back in Japan.”

“O-shi-ya…?” Mila repeated, scrunching her eyebrows up.

“It’s someone who helps as many people as possible onto the trains. During rush hour, if a car was over-crowded, I would push the people in so that the doors could close,” Yuuri explained.

“What, like actually just shove them onto the trains?” Yurio asked with a dry laugh.

Yuuri nodded.

“I want that job,” Yurio stated.

“It was more common when I was younger, and in places like Hasetsu there wasn’t really a need for that. When I was living at home I did a lot of odd jobs on top of helping with the hot springs- whatever was available. I worked as a worm picker for a while.”

Georgi’s face washed with horror.


“Yeah. I would dig around in the dirt and collect the fattest worms for fisherman to use as bait,” Yuuri said.

Georgi wriggled away down the bench as if Yuuri was dangling a worm in front of him right then.

“You touched them?” he gasped. “With your hands?”

“Yeah,” Yuuri said. “I dunno, I think they’re kind of cute. Sometimes I would name them to help pass the time. I’m pretty sure I named a few ‘Victor.’” He muffled a laugh.

“What are you saying about me, Yuuri, my dear?” Victor cooed as he skated gracefully by them.

“He used to name worms after you,” Mila called back loudly, grinning.

“What?” Victor almost lost his footing. He stumbled over to the boards and draped himself over top. “Yuuri, is it true?”

“With that bald forehead, I can see the resemblance,” Yurio teased smugly.

Victor looked to his fiancé with wide eyes.

“It’s only because I idolized you so much,” Yuuri promised. “I reserved your name for the juiciest, pinkest of worms.”

Victor flushed with pride.


He half-leapt over the side of the rink to squeeze Yuuri in a big hug.

“These idiots…” Yurio grumbled.

“So what other kinds of jobs did you have?” Mila asked, eager for an excuse to extend her break.

“Umm- haha,” Yuuri struggled to think clearly as Victor nuzzled against him persistently. “I was a professional sleeper for a while, before my parents found out about it and made me quit.”

“Professional sleeper?” Mila let out a satisfied sigh. “Sounds like my kind of job!”

“Wait.” Phichit jabbed Yuuri in the leg. “You never told me about that!”

“What does a professional sleeper do?” Georgi asked, hesitantly relaxing his tensed shoulders.

“I, um, would get paid to sleep next to customers. There wasn’t an expectation for anything sexual, which was nice, but sometimes customers would pay extra for a special request, like if they wanted to rest their head on my lap. That kind of thing.” Yuuri glanced over at Victor. “Did I ever tell you about this?”

Victor shook his head, listening intently.

“Oh. Well, it wasn’t anything too exciting. It did pay well, though. I would basically just lay there in my pajamas next to different strangers all day long. I could never fall asleep, though. I had to fake it.”

“That sounds nice,” Georgi mused. “I wouldn’t mind going to a place like that.”

Mila restrained herself from commenting.

“Yuuri, you’re leaving out the best one!” Phichit scolded.

“Oh, what’s that?” Victor asked. “How come there’s still so much I don’t know about you?”

Because,” Yuuri said, glaring pointedly at Phichit, “We don’t talk about that one.”

“We don’t have to talk about it; I still have the evidence.”

Phichit pulled out his phone.

Yuuri lunged for it but realized it was too late when he heard everyone’s phones buzz at once.

“…Yuuri,” Victor calmly held up his phone to reveal a picture of Yuuri in the nude, covered in paintbrush swipes, holding a live carp over his head with both hands, being chased across a golf course by a large swan. “What exactly am I looking at?”

Yurio started laughing so hard he was crying. He fell backwards off of the bench.

“…Oww…. Fuck,” he gasped, still laughing.

Yuuri was uncomfortable with how closely Mila and Georgi were scrutinizing the picture.

“That was right before it bit him in the ass,” Phichit added. “You should have seen him run.”

“One day I’m going to get you back,” Yuuri told Phichit. “You know that, right?”

Phichit winked.

“Whatever you say.”

“Hmm. Yuuri, maybe we should bring a swan to morning practice so that you’ll put more effort into your warm-ups,” Victor taunted.

“That’s not funny,” Yuuri pouted. “Remember, I have your keys in my- Hey, don’t save that!”

“What?” Victor said innocently, adding the image to his camera roll. “It’s a good picture of your-”

“OOKAY, time to get back to the ice!”

anonymous asked:

ppl always talk about at what point in the manga gray fell in love with juvia but when did juvia fall in love for real, beyond loving him as her perfect savior; seeing the real him and loving that version of him, flaws and all, even more intensely? any headcanons for that? or was it truly love at first sight? thx for responding

Hmmm that’s a really good question. It must have happened before the Meredy fight, because that’s the point where Mashima made sure to let us know that Juvia deeply and truly loved Gray, and that it wasn’t just a crush. 

However, Gray and Juvia didn’t have any major interactions/moments previous to that other than their first meeting. So IMO, Juvia probably did fall in love with Gray when he stopped her rain, but she fell even more deeply in love after she joined FT, which means a lot of that was off-paneled. 

For example, we know shortly after she joined FT that they went on a mission alone together. We have no idea what happened during it, but surely they got to know more about each other. We also saw them eating together (those caramade franks) and they looked to be at least friends at that point who seemed pretty comfortable together (Alzak and Bisca even wished they could be like them, and thought they were flirting haha).

And during the GMG Gray seemed so SURE that he and Juvia had outstanding team work, and they proved that by pulling off a unison raid. How did he know they fought well together, when we had never seen them fight as a team before? Again, a lot of the small things, that built up to the large moments, were not shown to us, which is understandable. It’s a shounen, not a shoujo. Thus, most of the ship development happens during major fights and little things are left to the imagination.

However, let’s say Juvia did fall completely in love with Gray during their initial meeting. Was it love at first sight, even there? I wouldn’t say so, because Juvia took it back during the fight. She was attracted to Gray when she first saw him, but after he called her rain gloomy, she got upset again, and declared she didn’t need love. It was only after she was defeated by someone who was fighting to protect his friends, that Juvia’s rain cleared. That wouldn’t have happened if her feelings hadn’t grown into something more at that point IMO. 

And remember, Gray did treat her kindly, even though she was an enemy. She wanted to stop fighting, saying she’d protect him, and he stopped to listen. He even was flirty after he won, asking if she’d like to go again with a smile on his face. ^_~

I think after that, it’s pretty safe to say her feelings were more than skin deep, and that’s exactly why she eventually pursued him, and decided to join Fairy Tail. She loved Gray, yes, but the more she came to know about the guild, the more she came to love it, too, as she herself even said. 

Also, Mashima probably wasn’t thinking too deeply about “the exact moment” in Juvia’s case. I really do think it was just as simple as “he saved her from the rain, by helping her find love (in him), which she had previously given up on.” 

As for loving him, flaws and all, I think Juvia always saw Gray’s stripping as a flaw, yet she accepted it, even when it flustered or embarrassed her. Even now, when she herself strips, she still calls him out on it haha. She also has reprimanded Gray before, when he was pouting after the GMG, which he thanked her for. But, again, Juvia has been shown to be a very forgiving person (she even forgave her enemy Meredy, who was trying to kill Gray and herself). 

So, it’s not that Juvia ever thought Gray was a perfect person (and she’s certainly has never claimed he was). She just liked him the way he was, the good and bad. Which, ultimately, is what love should be. And I also think that’s a big reason why Gray loves her so much in return. 

Juvia is very patient and understanding with Gray, and that’s exactly what he needed. Even in the current arc, when Gray brought up his “answer,” and asked her to wait and let him focus, you could tell by her expression, shocked, and then a quietly accepting smile, she knew what that meant. 

When they both tried to kill themselves, and Gray was explaining that he could never hurt a friend, and then corrected himself, saying he could never hurt HER, again, Juvia said his words made her very happy, because she knew what he meant by that, too. 

And finally, when Wendy saved her, she knew she had to find Gray immediately, because she guessed (correctly so), that he’d be in a dangerous rage thinking she was dead. 

Juvia just “gets” Gray, the good, the bad, and all in between. 

And of course, Juvia also always seems to “sense” Gray, and Gray seems to sense her right back haha. It’s played for laughs, like in the new movie, but Mashima teased from the start in their first meeting that this water mage and this ice mage were tied by fate, and that was re-emphasized in the 413 Days special cover as well. The Japanese love that red string of fate reference. ^__~

Anyway, this was probably a much bigger answer than you needed, anon, but it is a topic I’ve never specifically touched on before, so I ended up having a lot to say lol. ^^ 

By My Side (Jumin) part 2

Part 1

It was the night of the RFA party and everything was running smoothly. You were lucky enough not to have encountered Jumin for more than half of the party but you couldn’t help but sadly watch him from afar. Your eyes were use to watching his tall elegant figure. It was when you met a female guest who talked to you excitedly about the party and wanted to meet Jumin, that you got dragged along. Before you knew it you were face to face in front of the man who had broken your heart not too long ago. You didn’t even notice but you had been holding your breath since the moment you were placed in front of him. A sudden squeal burst you out of your daze. “Mr. Han it is SUCH a pleasure to finally meet you! You’re even better looking in person! I’m the leader of Protect Cats at all Costs Organization.” The female guest who had brought you over was trying to contain her excitement but it definitely showed.
“Ah, it’s very nice to meet you as well. Thank you for making such a kind organization.” He put his hand out to shake hers and you could practically see her eyes turn into hearts as she swooned. “Hello, ______. You did very well planning this party. I expected nothing less from you.” He said nonchalantly, hardly giving you a glance.
“Thank you…” You turned to the female guest, “I’m sorry, if you’ll please excuse me, I have some other matters to attend to. Please enjoy the party.” You gave her a pleasant smile.

“Ah, yes! I will! Thank you very much for inviting me to such a lovely event Ms. _______!” She quickly turned back to Jumin. “Mr. Han! I hear you have a very beautiful cat back home? I’d love to hear about her.” That was the last thing you heard from them as you walked off to find Jaehee.
It felt as if your heart was being squeezed and you clutched at your chest, gasping for air. You felt dizzy as you worked even harder on the party the past week wanting to busy yourself. You hardly had any sleep and you definitely didn’t have any food in your stomach.
“________!” You slowly turned to the voices that called you as you steadied your swaying body.
“Zen… Jaehee.”
“You look kind of pale are you alright?” Zen asked as he propped you up, holding your elbows.
“I’m alright. Thanks for worrying about me.” You gave him a reassuring smile but it only made him more worried. “Jaehee, I’m going to go ahead now. The party is almost over. I don’t think I’m needed here anymore… I’m sorry to throw this on you and the others last minute but can you wrap up without me?”
“Of course. Please get some rest ______. You’ve worked very hard, you more than deserve it.” She had actually seen your encounter with her boss and felt bad for what you were going through. She could see that you were also working yourself ragged; she herself knew what that looked like.
“Thank you Jaehee. That means a lot coming from you.” You smiled at her gratefully before backing up from Zen and looking at them both. “Well, I’ll get going. Please tell the others I’m sorry I couldn’t stay longer.”
“Wait! _______! I’ll come with you!” He said taking a step forward, his hand out in front of him as if to reach out to you.
“I’ll be alright Zen. Thank you but I think you should stay and help the others.” You looked behind him and found several women from different organizations watching him intently. “I think there are still some people who have been waiting to meet you.” You smirked and gave him a little wink. As soon as he turned his neck to look behind him you began to head for the entrance.
“_______!” You heard him call after you but you just continued walking putting your hand up to give him a little wave goodbye over your shoulder.
Despite the party almost ending you saw paparazzi and people still waiting outside. Before you even reached the street you began to feel dizzy again. ‘I need to hurry home.’
Your senses dimmed and the darkness consuming the night, you didn’t notice the car that was speeding down the street. The driver was not only over the speed limit but they were also on their phone. By the time you saw them, it was much too late.
Not being far from the venue the screeching of tires filled the night air, silencing everyone outside. The paparazzi ran to cover the incident and some curious bystanders went to check out what happened.
“Ms. Kang there’s been an accident.” The main security guard said in a hushed tone, his eyes serious.
“What is it?”

Your eyes fluttered open and you tried to sit up, confused of your surroundings. “Mmm. Oww!” You eyes squinted and you winced in pain. Your leg was lifted up and you saw the left side of your body practically all bandaged. “What in the world…?” Furrowing your brows added pressure to your head and you clutched it trying to ease your new migraine; your hand was met with even more bandages. Suddenly the door opened.
“________, you’re awake. Thank goodness.” A low voice said and let out a sigh of relief.
You looked up to find a lovely pair of grey eyes and a tall figure approaching you.
“Jumin!” You reached out to him with your good arm and as soon as he was close enough you pulled him in, hugging him by the neck. You clung to him, “Jumin why am I here? What happened to me?” Your voice was hoarse and the words showed how anxious you were.
“You… You don’t remember?” He pulled away to look into your eyes.
“No, I can’t really remember what happened or why I’m here… But I’m glad your here. I feel less anxious now that you’re right beside me.” You leaned your head against his chest.
He brows furrowed as he contemplated what to do. “_______, you got into a car accident. You hit your head really bad and the left side of your body has some really bad sprains but thankfully nothings really broken. It’ll take a while to heal but the doctor said you can be released after a few weeks. We can go home and I’ll take care of you from there.”
“Wait. What kind of accident? What was I doing?”
“Nothing princess.” He stroked your hair gently. “It wasn’t your fault and I had it taken care of. My love, all you have to do is stay by my side and let me take care of you.” You wanted answers but you were so entranced at the way he looked at you and his gentle touch on your hair and skin that you couldn’t bring yourself to ruin the moment.

“Elizabeth! Hello pretty kitty! Jumin please put me down, I can walk now.” You said excitedly as you watched the white fluffy cat do figure eights around her master’s legs.
“It’s fine. Just let me hold you a little longer…” You pouted at his response. You appreciated how he was taking care of you but sometimes you felt like you were just being bothersome. The two of you had gotten home after being released from the hospital and now you were in a place you felt comfortable enough to try and do things on your own. However, it was hard to try and do that when even now Jumin refused to put you down from his bridal carry. “Don’t look so sad my love. I just don’t want you to overwork yourself. You can take it slowly. I’ll be here.” He said as he sat down on the couch, placing your body on his lap.
“I know.” You tightened your arms around his neck and placed a sweet kiss on his lips and he returned it with a passionate one. After you had just enough to keep you satisfied, you leaned back, pulling away, leaving him a little disappointed. You let out a little giggle. “But I need to do things on my own. Haha if I count on you too much I might never be able to do anything without you again.” You were just teasing but his face turned serious before he buried it in the crook of your neck.
“That’s fine…” He mumbled so quietly you almost didn’t hear him.
“Jumin…?” Before you could question his words Elizabeth jumped up on your lap. “Ah! Hello pretty kitty. Don’t you worry, I didn’t forget you. Haha sorry I’ve been gone so long. It’s been a while, huh?” You said lifting her up and cuddling your face on her fur. Jumin tensed up but you were too distracted to notice. “You know, I’ve been at the hospital! I’m fine though, daddy’s taking good care of me. And might I just say your looking as lovely as ever.” You let out a little giggle as you gently pressed a finger to her nose. She pawed at your hand and you laughed at her playfulness. Jumin relaxed when he realized you were just referring to being stuck at the hospital. You still didn’t remember… And in the meantime he was going to try and make sure it stayed that way.

Part 3

Okkkkkk I’m so sorry but I am alive friends, no need to worry!😅 I finished this about a week ago but I still haven’t finished my voltage fic so I hadn’t posted it yet😭😭 I still haven’t finished actually 😭😫 but I thought u guys have waited long enough 😅 bad news/ maybe good news?- there’s a part 3! YAY!🎉🎉 …no? No one? Augh ahaaa sorry. But good news I’ve already started it soooo 😬😬👌🏼 maybeee this’ll work better. Anyway if u read my voltage fics I’m hoping to get it out by this week. So my next update will be a voltage fic!🎉😅 thanks for staying with me despite my lack of updates! Love u guyssss💕💕😘

I’ll See You Then  [ T.H ]

Hiya! I’ve finally managed to write up this request and once again, I would like to apologize for how long it took me to get this up. 

Request: Hey, If you’re not busy, could you write an imagine about Tom being in love with a famous author, who has a personality like Luna Lovegood, and he doesn’t know how to tell her bc they’re good friends (she wrote the book the movie he’s in is based off of)–and then Haz could tease him because he talks about her ALL the time/admires her from afar haha:) Eventually, he tells her on accident, and they kiss or something, and there’s lots of fluff! Thanks, and I LOVE your writing, btw :)

I’m sorry if this isn’t really what you wanted but it’s all I could manage do get out :)

Okay so, I don’t actually know much about Luna Lovegood so I’ve tried my best but I’m not sure how accurate this is. Also, my writing is kinda really not good woops sorry. 

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Word Count: 996

Warnings: None!

Butterflies filled your stomach as you silently watch ahead of you. A piece of your writing–a piece of your own imagination and dreams–finally comes to life. The movie had only just started and your mind was already racing to see how the movie-makers had portrayed one of your many masterpieces. You sat beside Tom Holland, who played the main character of your story in the movie. His best friend, Harrison, is sitting in the seat on the other side of him with his face pretty much stuffed into his box of popcorn.

Tom glances at you from the corner of his eye. The two of you have grown surprisingly close over the time that it took for the production of the movie and he couldn’t help but to have come to grow some pretty strong feelings for you. You were soft spoken and had your head in the clouds a lot of the time but Tom had grown infatuated with how you manage to do anything and everything that you do with such grace and kindness. He admired you.

“Dude,” Harrison scoffs, silently whispering to a distracted and flustered Tom. “You’re paying more attention to Y/N than the movie. Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you feel about her.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Haz. You’re making no sense.”

“Oh come on, don’t play dumb.” Harrison rolls his eyes, pushing a fistful of buttered popcorn into his mouth. “I’m not blind and you’re not stupid. Just ask her out, man.”

“Fine, fine, I do like her. A lot.” Tom leans away from you and closer towards Harrison, flickering his eyes between his best friend and the movie that he played the lead role in. “But she would never say yes to me. She’s so–she’s so good and she deserves someone who can–”

“Shut up, Tom. I didn’t think you were such an idiot. If you can’t do it, I will do it for you.” Harrison raises his eyebrow, reaching over Tom in attempt to catch your attention. Tom panics, pulling him back with a harsh whisper.

“No!” Tom shakes his head. “I’ll ask her myself.”

Harrison shoots Tom an indescribable look, raising his eyebrow. Tom just stared back at him innocently, as if he had no idea what was going on. For the second time, Harrison rolls his eyes. Tom was never like this with any of the other girls he dated. He was usually confident and sure and ready to dive head first into anything without a second thought.

But you were different. In Tom’s eyes, there’s nobody like you. You seemed fragile as a china doll but he knew that you are anything but weak. You are smart and caring and beautiful and kind and humble and gosh, the list could go on. He found it hard to believe that you really existed. And above anything else, you were generally a great person. Tom was proud of you and your wonderful talent for writing and you were proud of him and his acting. He was never one for books and you were never one for movies but he was fond of your books and you were fond of his movies.

“No you won’t.” Harrison quickly taps you a couple times, leaning over Tom and then returning to his place in a matter of milliseconds. You turn half of your attention to the boys, your eyes warm and sparkling. You had your concentration focused more on the movie playing but you still waited to hear what Harrison had to say to you. “Tom wants to ask you something.”

Tom glares at Harrison. How childish can he be? 


“You, uh–I, um,” Tom stutters. “Will you maybe want to go on a date with me?”

Now he has your full attention.

You blush, tilting your head downwards as you nod so that your hair covers your eyes. You weren’t expecting that at all. It would be a lie if you said you really wanted this to happen sooner or later but it was something that you only thought you could dream about. A grin finds its way onto your face as you mumble a ‘yes’, finally looking up to meet Tom’s chocolate eyes.  

“Yes, I would love to.” You reply, biting your lip as you smile at Tom without noticing the teasing looks that Harrison was throwing at the two of you. Tom’s smile mirrors your own, his eyes sparkling as he lets out a sigh of relief.

All of a sudden, it was as if you’d already confessed your deepest feelings for each other without needing to have said a single word about anything. You and Tom just knew, somehow. Tom’s hand finds your own, his fingers intertwining with yours. He gives your hand a quick squeeze, pulling his eyes away from you and fixating them onto the movie. You do the same, returning as much of your attention to the movie as you can.

The both of you finish the movie with a wide smile, quickly making your plans for your date before you decide it’s time to head in. It’s way past midnight and despite that happiness and excitement that rushes through the both of you, you’re exhausted beyond words.

“I guess I’ll see you on our date then.” Tom smirks, holding your hand in his. You meet his eyes, nodding your head slowly.

“Goodnight, Tom.” You say, biting your lip lightly. “I’ll see you then.”

“Goodnight, Y/N.” Tom leans over, placing a soft kiss on your cheek before flashing you a cheeky smile and dashing off in the other direction. You stand there for a few seconds, relishing the tingle that he had left on that small spot on your cheek before making your way from the cinema.

Tom turns around to get one more glance at you. Harrison is beside him again, smirking deviously at him. He raises his eyebrows, teasingly muttering two words to Tom.

“You’re welcome.”

Watch on

Ghana Chocolate event (29 Aug 2016), 11 min video of parts with Yuzuru.

2:25 of video- 
Yuzu: Skate season is coming. I will be having more and more performances in front of everyone, so I really look forward to that.
And Tao-san, please try skating. Do try ice sports as well. (laughs)
[because she was talking about wanting to challenge sea sports]

MC: Now let’s try addressing one another not by family names but by your own names. So instead of saying ‘Hanyu-senshu’, please say 'Yuzuru-kun’.

[note: 'senshu’ means athlete and is a formal way of addressing a sports person.
’-kun’ is informal and a more endearing form of addressing a boy or young man.]

3 girls saying together: Yuzuru-kun, let’s enjoy today together.
Yuzu: Yes…. yes…. (laughter)

MC: How did you feel hearing that?
Yuzu: Nervous!  (laughter)
MC: Normally do you get called 'Yuzuru-kun’?
Yuzu: Not much. Fans might use that but usually it’s 'Hanyu-kun’ or 'Yuzu’ or 'Yuzuru’.
MC: So how was it hearing it from 3 girls so near you?
Yuzu: I could not look at their faces at all. (laughter)

MC: Well now it’s your turn, can you please look at their faces and address them by their names?  [**the MC is so mean, haha!**]

Yuzu: Yes. Airi-chan, Tao-chan, Suzu-chan, I will enjoy today.

MC: Hanyu-senshu, you seem so shy.
Yuzu: I used ’-chan’, but then at the end I said ‘-masu’….. haha…. Yes I was feeling embarrassed.
[note: when you address someone as ‘-chan’, it means a certain familiarity and you use the informal form of the verb at the end of the sentence instead of the polite -masu form. Yuzu is laughing at himself for being so awkward and having a funny mix in his sentence. ^^]

Yuzu: During the filming of the CM, there was a cut of eating (the chocolate). I was only required to eat a bit, but each time, I ate about half of it. There were more than 5 takes, so I ate about 2 to 3 bars at that time….. (laughs) It was really delicious…. The director also filmed me continuously eating the chocolate. (laughs)

One of the girls, Suzu-san, said she has been doing muscle training.
MC:  But muscle training and you seems the most mismatched….  Hanyu-senshu, you are reacting to this too. (he was nodding in agreement)

Yuzu: As an athlete, I think about various things regarding muscles. But looking at this body (Suzu’s), I’m thinking where are the muscles? (laughter)

Suzu: At my stomach. Muscles have started to form and I am aiming for a 6-pack. But maybe 6-pack will look awful on me, so now I am having family meetings about it. (laughter)

MC: (About women having 6-pack)  Hanyu-senshu, what do you think?

Yuzu: Hmm….. I think it can look good. Slender ladies look beautiful and there are many skaters who are like that. They all look good. Suzu-san also. I would surely like to see it. (laughter)

MC: We will look forward to a chance to see that! (laughter)

Suzu-san gestures towards her stomach, like splitting it up.

Yuzu:  Split into 6 parts…. If you can, eight parts might be good too. (laughter)

[**haha…. Yuzu is so naughty! Telling her to go for 8-pack! Look at how much he is laughing at his own suggestion! He is such a tease!!**]

MC: How about you, Hanyu-senshu? Recently what are things that get you excited?  [t/n. in Japanese, the word means “make your heart throb”]

Yuzu: Lately, I am working really hard at practice and so there is nothing but skating that I am excited about. I am looking ahead towards the competitions and working hard so that I can do good performances.

MC: When we watch you perform, we get very excited. For yourself, do you also get very excited when you do a good performance?

Yuzu: Mm….. I think I like the reaction. When I am skating, I am concentrating on myself, so I don’t really feel anything. But when I finish and the music stops, the reaction and cheers from everyone really make my heart race.

MC: Now please show the photo that “gets your heart throbbing".

Yuzu shows a photo of his earphones.

MC: What are these?
Yuzu: They are my earphones. When I have work to do, I bring them along with me. One, two, three… (counting the ones in the pic)…. eight. I bring eight with me.

MC: I’m thinking, are they really such a necessity?
Yuzu: Well….. I have wireless ones too. They each give different sound quality. At times when I am very particular about the sound, or times when I think I want to listen to this kind of music and this kind of sound quality, I get very excited with the earphones that I am obsessed about.

[**haha….. nothing very much new about what he loves.^^]

Translated by me;  video thanks to Jijipress.

Bad For You - Jay x Evie

Okay so anon asked me this - and since they just asked for a Jay x Evie, I decided to combine it with another one that was suggested by evilette-in-training


So many Jay x Evie prompts in my ask! Like I said, I will definitely write them all! Just be patient with me :):):)

“That’s the bell!” Jay said enthusiastically, grabbing his bag and swinging it over his shoulder. Carlos was right on his heels, chattering about going to see Dude before the big tourney game tonight. Jay gave his little buddy a smile, rubbing the top of his head to mess up his hair a bit. Carlos didn’t even seem to notice as he bolted from the room and down the school hall towards the stables where Dude stays during the day. Jay casually leaned against the lockers right outside the door, waiting for the ladies.

“I got that too!” Evie exclaimed, practically skipping out into the hall.

“Well I didn’t. I wonder if there is a spell to change the answers…I’ll catch you guys later. I’m gonna meet up with Ben before the game!” Mal said, running off in the direction of Ben’s dorm while waving a hand behind her.

“I’d say we aced that test Evie,” a proud Doug said, throwing his arm around her for an awkward hug while trying to balance his books in his other arm.

Evie hugged back rather tightly, giggling and jumping up and down. She turned around after the brief contact with a dazed Doug and saw Jay leaning against the wall.

“Hey Jay! We were just discussing how well the test went! My study sessions with Doug are really paying off!” Evie squealed again, grabbing Doug’s hand and squeezing it while giving him a knock-out smile. Oblivious to the world around him with Evie in his sights, Doug simply smiled and stared at the dark haired goddess.

“Yeah tests aren’t my strong suit. Tourney is,” Jay said, trying his best to sound bored to hide the anger in his voice.

Evie immediately picked up on his somewhat sour mood. “What’s wrong, Jay?” She asked.

“Nothing. I have a game to get ready for. I’ll see you two love birds later or something,” Jay said, pushing off of the wall and storming down the hall.

“Love birds?!” Evie exclaimed. She stalked off the hall after him, brewing a storm of her own in Jay’s wake. Doug immediately started to follow, which made Evie whip around on her heels with a glare. “I know you mean well and want to help, Doug. But right now this is Island kid Jay. So let me handle this on my own, please,” Evie asked, an edge to her sultry voice.

“I–uh. Okay,” Doug said, immediately caving to her.

“I’ll see you later, at the game!” She called out to him as she continued half running after Jay.

“Jay!” Evie had finally caught up to him. He was almost to the tourney field. She was carrying her heels so that she didn’t break them trying to get to him before he disappeared into the locker room.

“JAY! WILL YOU STOP OR AT LEAST SLOW DOWN?!” Evie yelled at him. To her surprise, Jay halted, and then turned to face her. She came bearing down on him with heels in hand, looking fierce because of her long, dark hair billowing out behind her. “What the hell is your problem?!” She spat out, glaring up at him.

Jay looked at her, taking in Evie’s raw beauty. Her hair was a mess from running after him, and she had a fire in her eyes that she didn’t have as often since leaving the Island. Her makeup was perfect, of course. Tiny beads of sweat rolled down her exposed collarbones, going into hidden areas he wished wouldn’t remain covered forever.

“Jay,” Evie repeated. “What is up with you? You haven’t acted like that since we were on the Island.”

“It’s nothing, Evie,” Jay sighed heavily, turning away to look out across the field.

“Well something is up because you always call me Ev,” She stated plainly, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow. Jay knew that look. That was the look that demanded an answer.

“It’s just…I’m no good,” Jay whispered, looking at his feet and putting a hand on the back of his head.

“What do you mean no good? Jay, I know choosing to do the right thing all of the time is tough, but you can’t just give up. You have to keep trying–”

“No,” Jay cut Evie off. “I meant that I’m no good for you.”

Evie looked stunned. Her eyes got really big, and her mouth popped open as she stared at Jay. He squirmed in her sight, looking from her to the ground and back to the field.

“What–what are you saying, exactly, Jay?” Evie asked, slowly unfolding her arms and looking at the ground.

“I’m bad for you. Doug isn’t. You should be with Doug. I can tell you like him,” Jay started.

“Jay, you don’t even–”

“Don’t deny it. I saw the way you acted around him today after the test. Anyone can see it Evie. You’ve been acting that way around him. You like him,” Jay said. It wasn’t a question, but an observation.

Evie pinched the bridge of her nose with her finger and thumb, closing her eyes. “Jay. Just because I act that way doesn’t mean that I like Doug,” She looked up at him then, letting her hands fall loosely to her sides. “Have you forgotten who raised me? How I was supposed to act around any guy no matter what to try and get him to like me enough to consider marriage? But only if it was to a Prince, mother always said,” Evie trailed off, lost in a memory of her past.

Her eyes snapped to Jay’s, and she took a deliberate step closer to him. “Just because I chose to be good doesn’t mean years of being told to behave that way are just going to wear off.”

Another step closer.

“You may think you are bad for me, Jay,” Evie said seductively. “But you don’t get to choose who I like.”

And with that, she took the last step separating them and kissed him full on the mouth. Jay made a surprised sound, but then greedily deepened the kiss and wrapped his arms around Evie.

They stood like that, lips locked and bodies entwined, until Ben happened along and broke them up.

“This is great, I mean like wow, but uhm, maybe–maybe you shouldn’t do that here? I mean we have a big game starting soon and uhm–J-Jay has to get ready. And uh…technically this isn’t allowed on school grounds but uhm it’s cool. I won’t tell anyone. Except maybe Mal, but I mean she figured this was coming anyways…” Ben rambled.

“We get it dude. Just got lost in the moment,” Jay smiled, winking at Ben.

“Yeah, well, uhm—okay!” Ben clapped his hands together. “Let’s go get ready for this game, huh?” He asked, looking from Evie to Jay with an awkward smile plastered to his face.

Jay shoved him aside, turning back to blow a kiss at Evie. “See ya after, Ev!” He smiled, giving her a wink and a playful lip bite. Evie smiled, waving at the two as they walked towards the field. Evie turned around and saw Mal walking up to her.

“So did I call it or what?” Mal smirked, taking a bite of a strawberry.

“Shut up,” Evie laughed, rolling her eyes and lightly pushing her best friend. They walked arm in arm towards the tourney field along with the rest of the school that was pouring out onto the grounds.

“Took long enough,” Mal said under her breath.

“What was that?” Evie said, pretending to sound annoyed.

“You heard me, it took you two long enough to realize your feelings for each other! Ben and I figured it out weeks ago,” Mal informed her.

“Oh so now you’re an expert in dating?” Evie teased.

“I happen to know a lot about it, thank you very much,” Mal teased right back. “Now, let’s cheer on your man! Haha!”

“Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers.”

dsflghsjdkg I was tagged by @the-flame-and-hawks-eye !! Thank you so much Shay!

Oh god I don’t even know if I have that many to rec… Let’s see

  1. Portrait (Royai/Oneshot/Art-inspired/Pure Fluff) a gift for @ask-royai-lty and the wonderful piece she drew of Roy and Riza as the Fuhrer and First Lady
  2. The Confession (Royai/3Chaps/MORE fluff) A valentine’s day fic where Roy is a jealous dork and omg Royai heated argument was one of the best things I could have written. 
  3. Death (Royai/5th theme of the 100 challenge/ Fluff-hurt-comfort) HAHA first one that’s not entirely fluff. I love thinking of ways Roy could help Riza lifted the literal burden that’s on her back, because it probably torments her a lot? maybe? Idk I just love it. 
  4. Naming the Hero (TrishaxHoho/One shot/ FLUFF go figure) I love them so much omg. I love to think about a pregnant Trisha teasing Hohenheim too. and kdfghdsjkg. 
  5. Gunshot (Royai/2rd theme of the 100 challenge/Fluff-ish) I’m a sucker for adding onto sexual tension ok. Drag me. dfgsdh

As for who to tag… I’m gonna go out on a limb here trying to think of the writers I know @lonepiper5758 @ishvallas @wrongnote @ladynorbert @thetruthofyourdespair @princ3ssf33t As always, you don’t have to do this

anonymous asked:

Could we get a hc of kaneki telling touka that he loves her for the first time?? She would be so flustered and kaneki would be so proud!

I love that despite teasing him so much, she also gets super flustered when Kaneki decides to be bold and say something like “you’re beautiful” or in this case, “i love you” 😂 i really can’t imagine anything in particular, but i do wonder if there will be a time when we’ll see Kaneki saying that to her? at least we know that he feels that way, but i wonder if he’ll say it out loud… or maybe he already did and we’re clueless haha. He probably did it on their wedding night winkwink

1,000 special: Dd/lg tag!

So as many of you know, we hit 1,000 followers a while back. We said we’d do this, so here it is. Sorry for it being so delayed. Enjoy! 💕💕💕 -Little L & Master M

Little L
1. How old are you? 👶🏼 18br> 2. How old are you in little space? 👧🏼 2-6
3. Do you have a caregiver? ⭐️ Yep! I have a wonderful daddy!
4. Do you have stuffies? How many? 🐻 I do! I have 4.
5. Which is your favorite stuffie? 🙈 Sadie the Giraffe!
6. Does your caregiver give you kisses and huggies? 💖 Of course!
7. Has your CG ever punished you? 😫 A lot!
8. What are your favorite rules that your CG gives you? 😌 Always hold daddy’s hand crossing the street, princess can always watch cartoons, and never look at your beautiful body in a negative way
9. What are your least favorite? 😒 Has to be ‘Never forget to do your daily chores’
10. Does your CG cuddle with you? 💕 Of course he does!
11. Does your CG cheer you up when you’re sad? ❤️ I never get a chance to be sad, cause daddy always makes me better.
12. Does your CG tuck you in and read you stories? 📖 Well, I don’t live with daddy but sometimes when he’s at my house and goes home he tucks me in. He tells me stories over the phone.
13. Do you have pacis or sippy cups? 🎀 Yep! I use both.
14. Are you a brat to your CG? 😈 definitely
15. Do you have other little friends? 👭 No. Just you guys.
16. What are your favorite snacks when you’re in little space? 🍬 Marshmallows!!!
17. How often do you go into little space on an average day? 🍫 More than I can count.
18. Do you think your CG is strict? 😔 Not too bad.
19. Does your CG give you treats when you’re good? 🍭 Yeah, he does.
20. When is your bedtime? ⏱ 10:30 on weekdays and 12:00 on weekends/breaks
21. Are you sexual or non-sexual in little space? 😏 Sometimes sexual.
22. Do you talk back to your CG? 😉 Of course I do.
23. Are you in a long distance with your CG? If not, how often do you see each other? 🚗We’re not in a LDR, but I see him at school and most weekends.
24. How did you know you were a little? 💖 I just always felt myself when I colored or had tea parties with my little sisters. I Just knew it was for me.
25. Do you like the cgl community? 😋 Of course I do! You guys are amazing!
26. What are your favorite movies? 📺 The Little Mermaid and/or Tangled!
27. Do you like nappies with your CG? 😴 Defiantly.
28. Do you have nicknames for your CG? 😘 Daddy, handsome, Butthead. All depends on my mood.
29. Do you have nicknames for things when you’re in little space? 🍬 Oh yeah. Feeties (feet), nini/night night (goodnight), hungie (hungry), etc.
30. Do you think you would ever be in pet play or other BDSM lifestyles? 😻 Of course! I love being daddy’s little kitty.
31. Do you wear diapers? 🙈 I would like to try
32. Does your CG spank you? 😫 All the time
33. Do you ever enjoy your punishments? 😁 Sometimes. I don’t like writing lines tho.
34. What are you scared of in LS? 🙈 Spiders, knives, scary monsters. You name it, I’m scared of it.
35. Do you have a blankie? 😋 Yep! A unicorn one.
36. How long have you and your CG been together? 💕 On February 25, it will be 3 years.
37. What’s your favorite thing to do with your CG? 🖍 Literally anything.
38. Would you ever tell anyone that you’re a little? 🤐 Maybe if I trusted them enough.
39. What’s your favorite color? 👑 Pastel purple
40. Can you imagine a future with your CG? 💍 Of course I can. He’s the king to my kingdom. 💖💖💖

Master M

1. How old are you? 🔢 18
2. Are you a daddy, mommy, or CG? Daddy!
3. Do you have little? 😇 yep!!
4. What do you call your little? 🗣 A lot of things: kitten, babygirl, little one
5. What does your little call you? Daddy and master
6. Do you give your little chores? 📋 Yep, but she never does them
7. Is your little a brat? 😈 Yep! All the time!
8. Do you like nappies with your little? 💤 Yep
9. Do you have other CG friends? Yeah, just one!
10. How do you praise your little? ☺️ letting her know she done good, rewards, making her feel good about herself
11. How do you punish your little? 😓 Spankings, time out, writing lines, etc
12. Do you allow your little to kiss you whenever?😘 Of course!
13. Are you in a long distance relationship with your little? If not, how often do you see each other? 📞 were not in a LDR. At school and most weekends.
14. Do you make good meals for your little? 🍝 we barely get the chance, but I’m sure I will when we live together
15. Do you choose your littles clothes? 👗 Sometimes
16. Do you like your littles stuffies? 🐻 Yeah, but sometimes their mean
17. Are you open about being a CG? 🔓 no, cause most people don’t understand
18. What are 3 rules you give your little? 📝 follow all rules, don’t be bratty, make your bed everyday
19. What are your favorite movies? 📼 The ones I watch with my little
20. Do you tell your little bedtime stories? 📚Of course I do!
21. Is the relationship sexual or non-sexual when your little is in LS?🤐 Sexual, but not all the time.
22. What would you do if someone insulted your little? 😨 Things that are too bad for her innocent little ears
23. Do you have a lot of patience with your little? 😪 Although she may not think so, i do.
24. Do you consider yourself a strict CG? 😣 Not too bad
25. What are your favorite things to do with your little? 😍 Color, cuddle, watch movies, or just sit and look at her
26. Do you and your little ever argue? 🙈 Of course. Haha
27. How did you know the role of a CG fit you? ✔️ I’ve always been naturally dominate. I’ve also loved to just take care of her, prior to knowing about dd/lg. She brought it up and it took me a while to get used to it but now I love it.
28. Do you let your little stay up late? 😴 Sometimes, but she has to beg me for t.
29. When your little is sad, what do you do? 😿 Tickles, story time, nap time, kisses. Whatever she needs.
30. How many CG/L relationships have you been in? 👫 Just this one.
31. Do you mind the cute accessories your little has? 👛 I LOVE the cute accessories. Especially her paci and tiara paired together. She’s my little princess.
32. Do you like to mess with your little? 😜 Always
33. If so, what do you do that makes your little mad? 😝 Random tickle fights, teasing
34. What is it about your little that makes you laugh? 😆 Her clumsiness and her cute ways.
35. Would you ever do pet play or other bdsm related lifestyles? 😸 Hell yeah! (No cussing, daddy! -Little L) She’s already my little kitty.
36. Would you ever let your little be in little space outside? 💅🏻 Of course! She’s pretty much little 100% of the time.
37. Have you ever gotten furious with your little? 😠 I wouldn’t say furious. Haha
38. What are your favorite shows to watch with your little? 🖥 My Little Pony, Stawberry Shortcake. She loves cartoons
39. What are your favorite colors?🖍 Red
40. Do you imagine a future with your little?💍Oh my god, of course. I am just waiting for the day to marry this girl and move in with her. Cook for her, pack her around the house, take care of her stuffies. 😍😍😍
Of Lunches and Thieves, a how to train your dragon fanfic | FanFiction
Hiccup takes Astrid out to lunch one day, where he gets fries, and Astrid becomes a thief. Modern AU. Hiccstrid. One-shot.

“Hmm… I’ll take, uh.. I’ll take the number three combo.”

“Would you like fries with that?”

“Yes. I believe so.” Hiccup rubbed his scratchy chin, and looked over at Astrid who stood beside him in the restaurant, waiting to recite her own order. The blonde noticed Hiccup’s smile, and gave a smirk in return. Her hand unconsciously went over to Hiccup’s, and they both gripped each other.

Hiccup’s following thoughts were interrupted by the next question of the waiter. “And you, ma'am, what would you like?” he asked Astrid.

Astrid’s blue eyes gleamed as she stepped up. “I’ll take the same thing.”

“All right… we’ll be with you shortly.” The man gave them their paper receipt, and walked off to share the couple’s order with the cooks.

Hiccup pulled Astrid away from the counter, heading over to the side of the room. “Come on,” he grinned, “we can still get a window seat if we hurry!”

Astrid rolled her eyes. “Sometimes, Hiccup, you’re such a kid.”

“And you love me for it.”

“I guess I do,” Astrid laughed, getting closer to the empty window seat that Hiccup was headed for. “Why else would I have married you?” The two arrived at the window, where a tall black table with two long chairs and a vase of flowers awaited them. They quickly took their seats, and Astrid drummed her fingers on the table in impatience a minute later. She wished that getting their meals wouldn’t take as long as it had to.

Hiccup gave her a teasing smile. “Who’s hungry now, huh?”

Astrid resisted the urge to punch him, and sat back in her chair. “I’m not! After all, it was your idea to spend lunch at a fast food restaurant, not mine.” When Hiccup raised his brow, she couldn’t help but reveal a smile. “Okay, okay, maybe I am a little hungry.”

Hiccup, ready to make fun of Astrid some more, was then interrupted when a waiter behind the counter yelled, “Number 18!” above the lunch ruckus. Hiccup looked down at his receipt, and nodded. “That’s us… I’ll be right back.” He stood up from his chair, and with a wave goodbye to Astrid, he walked off.

A minute later, when he returned with their meals and drinks, Astrid’s stomach was grumbling. She covered it up with a few simple words. “It smells good!”

Hiccup nodded, sitting down. “It does… here.” He handed her her bag with a charming smile. “Your lunch, milady.”

Astrid responded with a muted grumble, and opened up her bag. She sighed a moment after looking at it, shaking her head. “Hiccup, they forgot my straw.”

“Never fear, milady!” Hiccup grinned, standing up. “I’ll go and get you one.”

“My hero,” Astrid chuckled, amused with his eagerness. Hiccup, once he had bowed, walked off. And as he grabbed a straw for her near the counter, she smiled and ducked her hand into Hiccup’s meal bag. She plucked out a handful fries, and instantly started to munch on them. Payback for his teasing had arrived.

Hiccup returned to the table, a straw gripped in his left hand. “Here you are, Astrid.” He stuck it in her coke, and then sat down himself. Astrid crunched on a few more fries, her eyes sparkling with humor. Hiccup took out his meal products from his bag, and then paused after setting them down. “Huh. I think the cooks skimped on fries in my meal.”

“Oh?” Astrid ate another fry from her hand. “That’s too bad.”

“Yeah…” Hiccup didn’t seem to notice Astrid’s munching, and stood up. “I think I’ll go and ask them… sorry, I’ll be right back.” And then he was off, scratching the back of his head with confusion as Astrid ate his fries.

While he was gone, Astrid helped herself to some more once she finished the previous share. A few minutes later, when Hiccup returned, he looked flustered. “The cooks said they gave me the right amount… it’s weird, though, because- hey!” He grabbed his fry pack, eyes darting about with alarm. “There’s even less than before!”

Astrid stifled a laugh. “Really?”


Hiccup swerved in her direction. “Astrid? What are you eating?”

“My own fries.” She bit down on another fry, smiling. “What? I was hungry, so I didn’t feel like waiting for you. There’s no crime in that, is there?”

Hiccup eyed her suspiciously, and suddenly grabbed her own meal bag. He brought out her fry packet from inside; it was untouched. Hiccup raised his brow at Astrid, already knowing what the woman had done. “Astrid… have you been stealing my fries?”

“No.” Crunch.

“Astrid…” Hiccup set down her fry pack, and sat at his own seat. “I know you’ve been doing it.”

Astrid cast him an innocent look. “Who? Me? No, I would never. I guess the cooks just gave me more fries than they gave you.”

“Then how do you explain the missing fries now?” Hiccup asked, drumming his fingers on the table. “You’ve been the only one here while I’ve been gone! It just makes sense that you… you know, would’ve been the one to have stolen them.”

Astrid sighed. She couldn’t keep the act up forever. “Fine, fine… but I only took two.”

Hiccup crossed his arms. “Astrid-”

“…handfuls…” Crunch. Astrid smiled, giving a small shrug as she swallowed. “I was just hungry, so I decided to eat your fries.”

“Then why didn’t you eat your own?” Hiccup pointed out. “After all, they’re your fries. Not mine. Yours.”

“I know!” Astrid chirped. “But eating yours tastes so much better.” She demonstrated by consuming another one of his fries, exaggerating on how good it tasted. “See? The grass is always greener on the other side. The fries are always more delicious if you steal them from your husband.”

Hiccup couldn’t hold back a grin. “Is that right?”

“Yep.” Crunch.

“Okay… well you won’t mind if I eat yours, then!” Hiccup smiled, and grabbed her own pack of fries. He put a few in his mouth, making sure Astrid saw, and swallowed. His green eyes seemed to be laughing at her shocked expression. “Wow! They are so much better when you steal them!”

“What? No!” Astrid made an attempt to grab her fries back, but Hiccup raised it above her reach.

“Who’s stealing now?” he teased.

“Hiccup Haddock, if you don’t give me back my fries right now, I swear I will-” She stopped herself as Hiccup leaned down and kissed her on the lips. She pulled away a second later, both angry and bewildered. “What was that for?!”

Looking sheepish, Hiccup studied her with a smile. “You’re cute when you’re mad.”

“Oh, haha…” Astrid snatched his fry pack away from in front of him, raising her chin. “There. Now we’re both equal.” She angrily stuffed some in her mouth.

“There. Right there… I told you!” Hiccup chuckled, rubbing his chin. “You are cute when you’re mad.”

Astrid shot him a furious look. “Hiccup-”

Hiccup leaned in and kissed her again, this time on the cheek. Astrid rolled her eyes at his playfulness, but found herself amused. Hiccup, pulling away slightly, looked up at her. “See? There’s that smile that I love so much.”

Trying not to blush, Astrid smirked back. “And there’s that childish personality that never goes away.”

“Hey! I pride myself on being fun.” Hiccup grinned, and leaned back. “Who knew that in taking you out to lunch, you’d turn out to be a thief- and a fry thief, above all things?”

“I’m not the only thief here, Hiccup,” Astrid reminded, raising an eyebrow. “You took my fries too.”

“Yeah, but you started it.”

Astrid raised her brow. “Did not.”

“Did too.”

“Did not.”

“Did too.”

“Are we really having this conversation?”

Hiccup smiled. “I guess we are!” A few seconds later, though, his amused expression softened, and he reached over to pat her hand. “But somehow, with you, it doesn’t seem all that bad.” He paused. “I love you, Astrid. No matter how much of a thief you are, I still love you.”

Rubbing her nose, Astrid grinned back. “I’ll keep that in mind the next time you get a meal.”

“Oh, sure, that would be great,” Hiccup joked. “But next time, I’ll be sure to take my meal with me, if I leave the table at all.” At Astrid’s feigning-shock expression, he chuckled. “Yes, I’d stoop to doing that, milady. There’s no one who can prevent me from doing otherwise.”

“Except me.” Astrid reached out, grabbed Hiccup’s burger, and brought it up to her chest. She smiled. “So much for plans!”

Hiccup’s brow shot up in surprise. “Astrid!”

“You’re right.” She nodded in approval, taking the wrapper off the burger. “I am a thief.” A few seconds later, once the wrapper was off, she bit down on the burger with a giant smile. “Mmm… tastes good. Probably much better than mine would.”

Hiccup grabbed Astrid’s meal bag, and clutched it protectively. “Fine, then! I’ll have your meal, and you can have mine.” He grinned. “It’s good that we both got the same thing, right?”

Astrid munched down on Hiccup’s burger. “Right. Okay, it’s a deal… except, I still get to have one of my fries. You know, from my own carton.” When Hiccup didn’t hand it over, she sighed. “Come on, just one fry. I want to see how they taste.”

Looking hesitant, Hiccup nodded. “Okay.” He slowly gave her the fry pack, and waited for her to pick her piece and then hand it back.

But Astrid grinned, and shook her head. “Sucker.” She dumped the fries into Hiccup’s old carton that she was holding, merging them all into one. “You should never have trusted me: I’m Astrid Hofferson, The World Renowned Fry Thief!”

Hiccup threw up his hands in exasperation, letting Astrid’s meal bag fall onto his lap. “Really, Astrid? Really?”

Laughing, she shook her head as she placed the fry pack pack on the table. “I’m just joking around, Hiccup. We can both share them.” She gestured over to the packet. “Go on, have one. Nothing’s stopping you.”

Hiccup, suspicious of Astrid’s motives, reached out to grab a fry. The woman watched with a smile as he tentatively picked one out and then snaked his arm back. He dropped the fry in his mouth, and chewed. When Astrid didn’t do anything, he swallowed, looking curious. “So, you actually let me have one?”

Astrid nodded. “Of course.” She grinned. “Now, ready to actually eat in peace?”

Relieved, Hiccup licked his lips. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear that.”

Rolling her eyes, Astrid bit down on Hiccup’s burger. “Bon Appetite!”

And smiling, Hiccup followed her lead.


A cute little one shot I posted on FanFiction :D. Lemme know what you think! :)

So (a specifically unromanced) Garrus takes Shepard to meet his family for the first time and introduces Shepard to his sister Solana. Shepard immediately takes her hand and is like “Oh, I’ve heard SO much about you…but Garrus never mentioned how beautiful you are~” Solana’s just like “Oh uh thanks haha” and Shepard continues, “Truly seeing you is like…seeing the sun for the first time~”

Solana pauses for a moment then leans in toward Shepard and whispers “Are you doing this just to annoy my brother?”

Shepard winks and whispers “Play along?”

Solana smirks “Of course…”

She pulls away and starts giggling loudly, “Oh shepard you tease!!” and Garrus just stands there with a weirded out expression.

They proceed to heavily flirt throughout the whole evening and Garrus is becoming more and more agitated and finally during dinner Garrus drags his dad into the other room and is like “Daaaaaad!! Do something???

Papa (who is in on it) just rolls his eyes “And what exactly should I do?”

“I don’t know! They…they’re……alien??”

Papa just blinks at him. “You’re dating a quarian.” (“That’s different!!”)

Suddenly an excited squeal is heard from the next room, “Oh Shepard of COURSE I’ll marry you!!”