they were so and still are so obvious

anonymous asked:

If you have the time, I was craving some angst and I was wondering if I could get some headcannons or dabbles on reader finding out phillip/Hercules/john/aaron cheated on them?

Herc is amazing, but I just felt like I hadn’t written him in a while so here we go.


How could you have missed it? The signs were blatantly obvious to you now. Practically screaming like danger signs warning you of tumbling blocks, telling you to keep steady or you would fall, but you missed them. Blinded by the so called “love” you firmly believed you shared with your Hercules. So life goes, nothing is perfect.

Curled like a child trying to find solace and grounding, you laid in the middle of your once shared bed. Tears stained the comforter as you could still smell Hercules’ cologne from his side of the bed. What once comforted you, now broke you. Imagining how much she must’ve loved the strong, romanticising signature scent he carried; remembering it was you who gave him the cologne as a Valentine’s Day gift, you shuddered, gritting your teeth from the pain you felt.

Hearing the doorbell, you sat up slowly. In no rush knowing who it was. Wiping your tears in an attempt to stop them, despite knowing they’d only well up and pour out again. Opening the front door you left him to see himself in, while you walked to the kitchen table, sitting down.

“I-,” you sniffled, trying to truly pull yourself together, “I put it all in the dining room.

“Okay,” Herc nodded, “I’ll get it.”

Your response was one simple nod, before bringing your hand over your mouth as you felt the water respawn in your eyes. You hiccuped back your sounds of sadness. Watching your former lover pick up the boxes containing all his things. Not wanting it to be over, but knowing it had to be was the hardest part.

“If I could do it all again,” Herc paused setting the box on the table, “I-I would’ve treated you better.”

“You treated me fine, Herc,” you looked up through wet eyelashes, “I don’t know what I did to make you stop.”

“I’ll still love you,” Herc confessed.

That was exactly what you were going to miss. He had treated you perfectly, like a princess, until she came along. But some how you felt it was still your fault, or why would he have strayed
from you?

“I always thought it seemed…too good to be true,” you shrugged, lightly, but soon shifting your eyes in attempts to gather your strength as the tears streamed down, “and I was right.”

me on my deathbed: what happened between zayn harry and louis what went down that made them all so mad at each other the zouis fall out seems understandable but why were louis and zayn so close up until the moment zayn left and why were harry and zayn so distant even though they were all over each other in 2013 during tmh tour why did that stop seemingly so suddenly during wwa whilst zayn and louis became closer and harry and louis seemingly became distant and seperate only to rekindle publicly during mitam promo season where they could both share their very apparent dislike towards zayn, also was this awkward for liam who appeared to still be close to zayn whilst harbouring a friendship with louis and an obvious closeness toward harry. was niall okay

Sleepy, Needy, Greedy (M)

⤞ When a simple case of morning wood proves to be much more difficult to get rid of than anticipated!

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Jackson x reader

Genre: just plain smut, you have been warned!

Word count: 4.7k

Warnings: rated M, graphic sexual descriptions

A/N: okay wow this took me FOREVER to finish but here it is, at last! I hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as i did writing it ;)

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anonymous asked:

Can I just say how afraid I am of s3? Because we know that shiro are going to be separated so it's going to be the rest of the team bonding and that means Keith and Lance and that means kl@nce stans and antis will explode. the fallout will be huge and s4 will be a long time away to mitigate the damage.

Well, I try to keep things nice and calm here for everyone. I realize navigating certain parts of the fandom can be difficult, and for that I’m sorry. As for Shiro and Keith’s relationship though, I really don’t think you need to worry. 

I honestly don’t believe that anyone can ever take Shiro’s place, you know? Especially in Keith’s mind. I understand the general theme in fandom is for people to replace Shiro with their fav and have them comfort/grow closer to Keith in Shiro’s absence but like?? there’s no evidence of that really. And even though Keith will be opening up more and bonding with the rest of his team (which is honestly a good thing), it doesn’t mean anyone is gonna suddenly replace Shiro. 

Because it was Shiro that Keith was so affected by when he saw him after a year, his fond memories of Shiro and all the painful ones after Kerberos that made him look at Shiro with such tenderness and say his name so softly. It was Shiro who he welcomed back and into his home, and Shiro who in turn looked at Keith and said “It’s good to be back.”

It was Shiro who Keith was always willing to risk everything to protect

It was Shiro who always grounded Keith and gave him advice. As Joaquim says, “[Keith] latches onto Shiro at times because Shiro’s sort of the only thing that can really calm him down and keep him in check”–the kind of anchor you can’t just replace

It was Shiro who literally changed Keith’s life 

It was Shiro who looked at Keith and saw a leader, saw someone he could entrust with the safety of his team. And Keith in turn reassured Shiro that he still had a place with that team, that it was too soon to be giving up just yet. Keith and Shiro put up a brave face in front of everyone else. But when it’s just them, they allow themselves to be more vulnerable 

It was Shiro that noticed Keith was struggling during season 2 when he came to terms with being galra; it was Shiro who noticed Keith was really hurting and tried to help him (and similarly, you see a lot of Keith checking in with Shiro as well: see Sendak and Ulaz) 

It was Shiro who was the person Keith desperately wants to see, the physical embodiment of his greatest hopes and dreams. Whether platonic or romantic, you can’t tell me that’s not love–because Keith clearly loves Shiro, sees him as his closest person

It was Shiro who was the only paladin there for Keith’s initial galra reveal–he stood there and stared in awe when Keith’s blade transformed, shared that moment with him

And it was Shiro and only Shiro who showed his immediate support and solidarity, accepting Keith and reassuring him wholeheartedly when no one else on the team will even say goodbye  

And despite the fake Shiro saying “We’re your family”–we as in, all the paladins–that’s still not enough to convince Keith to give in during the trial. His duty as a paladin isn’t enough. It’s only the thought of Shiro leaving him–and that, without Shiro, he would be all alone–that drives him to give up everything. His identity, his past, any chance at a future with his family–all sacrificed so he can stay with Shiro. When talking about this scene, Josh said that “[Keith’s] constantly scared he’s going to say or do something wrong and he’s going to lose Shiro.” It’s one of his greatest fears 

The writers don’t put so much care into establishing characters’ relationships just to suddenly toss them to the wayside. And I think that, especially with Keith piloting Black and the existence of the astral plane, it’s very likely we’ll see Shiro and Keith communicating through Black. Sharing memories and a stream of consciousness across time and space, just like how Black was able to project memories of Zarkon for Shiro and the two could both meet in the astral plane. Just because Shiro disappeared doesn’t mean he’s necessarily out of play, which is something I’ve talked about a lot here

I also definitely think we’ll see a lot of Shiro and Keith’s backstory established through flashbacks prekerberos, because it only makes sense to parallel his disappearance then with Keith’s reaction now. And I mean, Shiro’s absence is going to very much be felt–especially by Keith. Just because he’s not there, it doesn’t mean Keith won’t miss him and still feel for him. And Keith planning to find and rescue Shiro will probably be a significant part of the plot. I believe the saying is Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Yes, Keith and Lance are probably gonna bond more and get more character development for their dynamic. But their dynamic will never be Shiro and Keith’s dynamic, you know? They’re two completely different things, and you can’t just interchange one with the other. And that’s how it should be, because every character and all their varying interrelationships are inherently unique. 

There’s nothing wrong with other characters getting more development, or with that development being spaced out differently across each season. But I think it’s important to remember that only Shiro can ever be Shiro, and the relationship he has with Keith isn’t just going to be severed just to cater to different fans’ tastes. All that character development we’ve built up already isn’t just going to vanish with Shiro and be thrown away. 

Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possibly have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that.

If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possibly work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, then you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.

—  Alexandra Timmer
bad | 05

 He was the cliché bad boy. He was the guy you couldn’t stand. He was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. He was a brat. You had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. Until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Originally posted by 7bboys

MEMBER: jeon jungkook x reader

GENRE: future smut, romance, fluff, badboy!jungkook

WORDS: 7 159

WARNINGS: mature themes, language

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A/N: I hope ya’ll have fun reading this. hopefully it quenches some thirst- what? fucken not today teaser got me shook as fuck, I screamed out loud! and thank you so much for all the sweet messages <3 sry for taking so long

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Honestly, the Bellarke separation and time jump, and a good portion of their dynamic overall, fall into such a blatantly obvious TV trope for slow burn couples I don’t know how some people still don’t think they’re endgame… I mean… IT’S. SO. FUCKING. OBVIOUS. 

Just look at them compared to (some of) the most mainstream/popular ships in the genre.

Bellamy and Clarke (The 100)

  • 4 condensed seasons (58 episodes) and not explicitly canon
  • partnership dynamic
  • “together”/”i can’t do this without you” moment
  • separation
  • thinks the other is, or could be, dead
  • no other slow burns on the show (besides kabby, but they don’t fit the ep rule)

Canon “Slow Burn” Ships (40 ep or more)

Mulder and Scully (The X-Files)

  • 7 full seasons to kiss, 10 to go “canon” (romance still denied by show runner)
  • partnership dynamic: check
  • “together”/”i can’t do this without you” moment: check (x20)
  • separation: check 
  • thought the other was dead: check
  • no other slow burns on the show

Rick and Michonne (The Walking Dead)

  • 4 condensed seasons to kiss and go canon
  • partner ship dynamic: check
  • “together”/”i can’t do this without you” moment: check
  • separation: check 
  • thought the other was dead: check (for a brief second but also probably assumed dead after the prison attack)
  • no other canon slow burns on the show

Fitz and Simmons (Agents of SHIELD)

  • 3 full seasons to kiss, then go canon
  • partnership dynamic: check 
  • “together”/”i can’t do this without you” moment: check
  • separation: check 
  • thought the other was dead: check
  • no other canon slow burns on the show

Stiles and Lydia (Teen Wolf)

  • 3 full seasons to kiss, 6 to go canon
  • partnership dynamic: check
  • “together”/”i can’t do this without you” moment: check
  • separation: check
  • thought the other was dead: she forgot he existed so… partial check?
  • no other canon slow burns on the show

Emma and Hook (Once Upon a Time)

  • 3 full seasons to kiss and then go canon 
  • partnership dynamic: kinda
  • “together”/”i can’t do this without you” moment: check
  • separation: check (multiple times)
  • thought the other was dead: check
  • no other canon slow burns on the show

I mean HELLO??? 

Just extended separations (especially combined with one thinking or assuming the other could be dead/one never giving up hope of finding them) is such a romantic trope linked with canon romantic couples. Desmond and Penny (Lost), Jamie and Claire (Outlander), Glenn and Maggie (The Walking Dead), again Mulder and Scully (The X-Files) thought the other had died at least once a season. Even books use it: Jane and Mr. Rochester (Jane Eyre), Kell and Lila (Shades of Magic series), Kaz and Inej (SoC), Darrow and Mustang (Red Rising), Katniss and Peeta (The Hunger Games), Buttercup and Wesley (The Princess Bride)???, I mean Odysseus and Penelope for fUCKS SAKE (The Odyssey).

It’s almost as if long separations (where one half thinks the other could be dead) are almost always linked with romantic relationships… interesting… very interesting. It is not a platonic trope, my guys.

They wouldn’t go through the trouble of separating Bellamy and Clarke, and focusing on the specific reactions of Bellamy leaving Clarke (not his sister), and Clarke being without Bellamy (not her mother or other friends) if it wasn’t romantic as fuck and an endgame ship. Platonic my ass….


**Disclaimer, since this is Tumblr and some people like to get mad: this is not me directly comparing Bellarke to any of these ship (besides maybe Mulder and Scully, but I do that anyway). The only thing I’m comparing about these ships are the pace of their progression, and the aspects of their dynamic that are common with slow burn ships. I didn’t pick them for any other reason, other than they were the most popular and longest ships in the category I discussed.

anonymous asked:

I know we're all dead but can we talk about how cute it was that he said thank you when she took her top off? And how intimate that moment was when he just took a second to look at her, to breathe her in, to confirm that this was really happening? Cause of death: Olicity.

Oliver was the perfect gentleman throughout that entire scene. 

Starting from the beginning, he was… everything. He was a man who was clearly still in love with this woman, but he’d also heard her last season when she said she was, for all intents and purposes, done. He was a man who was willing to get every tiny scrap of her natural sunlight, no matter what the cost for himself. Y’all are lying to yourselves if Felicity wasn’t doing exactly what Curtis suggested when the idea of her trying the salmon ladder came about. She’s all cute and flirty and doing something that shows a lot of skin, and yet, the entire time, Oliver was just so sweet. He didn’t push it, he didn’t take what are pretty obvious signs, he didn’t do anything without her explicit permission and direction. They went through two bottles of wine, my friends, they were quite a few sheets to the wind and still, he was the perfect gentleman. Even when she asked him to help her down, when he grabbed her waist, when he held her close, letting her down gently, cradling her like she’s the most important thing in his entire world (she is)…

(src)

He was just… 

(src)

… so Oliver and so respectful and I loved it so much.

But then it gets better.

Felicity finally makes the first move, she kisses him and remember the way he responded? 

(src)

(wow they kiss really well like damn well done a+)

He gives it his all because that’s all he wants to give her. He messed up so much in the past, and while the source of those issues are deeply buried and require a fucking bulldozer to unearth, it doesn’t change that it effectively ruined the best thing in his life. But now, now he has her back and it’s everything. Yes, the wine has stripped their inhibitions, but it just scratched off the surface, revealing what they’ve always, always wanted.

(src)

(src)

(This was cute af, anon, I so agree. He’s so totally getting swept up in the sensation of having her in his arms again, of kissing her, tasting her, feeling her, and it’s intoxicating. It takes over everything, leaving no room for anything but continuing to feel those wonderful things. We see that in the way he suddenly spins her, with so much intent, so much purpose - I know I’m not the only one who thought that was going somewhere else - but then he’s so painfully gentle with her. He could absolutely rip her sweater to pieces if he wanted to and he knew she probably wouldn’t complain one bit until later, but he didn’t, because remember, this is the Oliver who has been in love with this woman forever and he lost her and he’s been respecting her wishes in not pursuing a relationship and suddenly she’s here and she’s with him, but that doesn’t change where they are mentally, where he’s at mentally. (Wow, tangent.) It’s marked with that soft, adorable smile of his - that happy smile of his - and the way he says, “Thank you.” It’s really as if he’s thanking her for giving them this chance again.)

And then…

(src)

The passion is back, brimming over, all-consuming, burning them from the insides out, taking over everything, pulling them together like the magnets that they are…

But that’s not all it’s about, not quite. It’s about that, oh yes, but it’s also about connecting again, not just physically but emotionally and mentally, with their very souls. This isn’t just physical for Oliver, nor is it for Felicity, which is what he needs to double check, he needs to see, to make sure that… 

Well, that this is happening, that it’s what he thinks it is, that she’s on the same page, that she wants this, that she wants it as badly as he does, that she’s doing it for the same reasons, that… 

(src)

(the way he whispers her name, a gasp, a breathless plea… a prayer…)

He has to make sure. He has to. One, because it’s Oliver and when it comes to Felicity, there’s never been a halfway. 

Which is so very interesting considering what happened tonight - thinking about it from Oliver’s perspective, he honestly thought he was giving Felicity everything he could. He didn’t know at the time that he was only giving half of himself, only giving her the pieces he felt worthy of her, not realizing that he was hiding things from her, all under the guise of trying to protect her, in his own warped way. He has been broken, in his mind, for so long, but it’s only when he’s whole within himself that he can finally be with her, which we’re finally seeing, thank goodness.

He’s all in or he’s all out and he needs to know that Felicity is there with him.

(src)

But not a simple “Are you sure this is what you want,” no, it’s more than that.

(src)

It’s about them, and their love for each other.

(src)

And there it is. She’s right there with him, her love for him shining through, bathing him in its purity, a cleansing feeling that shines light in the darkest corners of his being (even if he doesn’t recognize it until much much much later). 

Cause of death: Olicity 

Indeed, anon. Indeed.

⇁ tessellate | 01

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

sequel to nudes, not flowers with more angst and more filth

pairing⇁Hoseok x Reader x Jungkook

genre⇁smut, slight angst || fuckboi!au

warnings⇁public indecency, cumplay, exhibitionism, rough sex, dom/sub undertones, dom!junghope, jealousy, mentions of infidelity, sex in front of a mirror, oh n light daddy kink 

word count⇁15k

“ Triangles are my favorite shape
Three points where two lines meet.” (tessellate)

Triangles are supposed to be the strongest and most stable of all geometric shapes. You wonder how true this statement is if applied to real life situations. The way you see it: triangles aren’t a reliable structure for relationships, especially if the parties you’re involved with find commitment to be a foreign concept. 

or : a fuckboy’s guide to polyamory 

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request: can i request an imagine where reader is will’s older sister but dustin has a lil crush on her, but the reader is dating steve and dustin gets jelly and kind of pissy w steve???

warnings: none

word count: 1,502

“Guys! Pizza’s here!” You shouted to the boys who were currently being rowdy in Will’s bedroom.

You’d gotten stuck babysitting your little brother Will and a few of his best friends while your mom was out on a date. You’d known Lucas, Mike and Dustin for years. The four of them were extremely close. You were so thankful that your brother had friends like them. They were really funny and very loyal to each other.

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something i noticed in the pics the wkm tumblr posted. these are reports on all the guests that show their first name along with their last name (or just…who they were in the story)

so the most obvious one is damien, who is the mayor. through that we find out that the butler’s name is benjamin. the most interesting one, though, is the colonel’s. colonel’s first name is william, which is close to wilford. maybe he changed it after this whole ordeal.


also….dark calls wilford “will” in markiplier tv…..

FACT: Without Hermione, Draco would have been evil.

Just hear me out. I think that without Hermione’s existence, Draco wouldn’t have the internal struggle between right and wrong. Here’s why.

Imagine growing up the way Draco did. You’re told that people who aren’t like you are stupid, less powerful, and beneath you.

In a way, it reminds me of religion. Not saying that all or even most religion is bigoted, but the strength in belief within some families is similar.

Even from the young age of 11, Draco displayed traits one would obtain from living a very sheltered life. Meeting Harry in the robe shop, it became very apparent. He introduced himself by his last name, because that’s what he was taught was important. He asked Harry his blood status immediately, because it played a huge part in the beliefs that be was raised with.

He was taught that he’s the best of the best.

Only when goes to school, this muggleborn is thrown in his face. And she’s smart. So smart, that no matter how hard he tries, his grades are never good enough to top hers. Not only that, but she’s powerful. Obviously so, even.

He even comes to notice that she isn’t nearly as dirty as he was lead to believe. In fact, she comes down the stairs at the Yule ball and she’s so stunningly gorgeous that not one insult can come to his mind.


So we’re his parents right? They wouldn’t lie to him, would they?

Only they have, and the living proof is staring him directly in the face.

And so he gets angry. He calls her names, and puts her down. Because he’s not stupid– it’s so blatantly obvious that the people he admired the most in the world were wrong in so many instances, and he’s bitter. His world is broken, and so he wants everyone else to be too.

Knowing this, he returns home each summer just to hear his father complain about how a “mudblood trumped him in grades” and how “the half-blood beat him in quiddich” because his family believes it’s not possible.

Yet little do they know how hard he worked and how much he studied and practiced, he still always came up second.

So he was bitter, and angry– yes. Not condoning his actions, but explaining them.

Even though he tried to convince himself that it was a fluke, that Hermione was just a freak of nature– he knew better.

And although he called her the names he did over his own bitterness and angst, he didn’t really think she should die. But then, come sixth year, everything turns real, and serious– really fast. He’s stuck in a corner with no choice.

I fully believe that Hermione challenged him. She was in his face, everyday, proving him wrong. She was a walking contradiction, and I fully believe that had he not been exposed to her, he wouldn’t have even tried to second guess his family’s values and beliefs.

  • <p> <b>What she says:</b> I'm fine.<p/><b>What she means:</b> I'm so confused why Brendon and Ryan couldn't just literally come out and say Ryden was real. I mean, now, Ryan really misses Brendon and acts like he's his ex that he still loves, and Brendon's dodging his name like old timers in fandom drama. I also don't understand how Brendon could pretend he wasn't writing a hundred songs about Ryan and not make it obvious. Come on, I mean, "How I missed yesterday, how I let it fade away", "Being blue is better than being over it", "There's no sunshine, there's no you and me". Brendon and Ryan were so perfect for each other. And how come he only recently came out as sexually fluid? What happened in capetown so many years ago? Why does Brendon pretend like nothing ever happened, when he has totally kissed him, worn his shirts, his ties, his guitar strap the post-split performance, held up a sign that says "Ryden Exists" in big capital letters. There are pictures proving it! Also why Ryan flew to New York to Seattle just to see him so they could celebrate Ryan's birthday, without telling his girlfriend or anyone else. Ryan said "He's my boy. Always will be." In a tweet and never let him completely go. Does Brendon still love Ryan? Will they ever confront each other again? What did Ryan do? Why did they try to cover up the fact that She Had The World, When The Day Met The Night, and Northern Downpour were about their love? Were they scared what their fans would do? Why is Brendon so avoiding of Ryan's name? What could he have possibly done for it to be so terrible even talk about him for that long? Why can't we know what happened in capetown? Ryan told Brendon so much and almost loved him, while Brendon was obviously head over heels for him? Why are we left in the dark, aimlessly wandering, searching for an answer in this dark continuum that we may never find? Did something that wasn't consented both ways happen romantically? I know Ryden was real. I just know it. There's too much proof to not realize it. If you showed someone who had no idea what Ryden was or who they were a picture of them, they would immediately assume they were dating. Also, their Twitters. Ryan and Brendon were very close on Twitter, and they couldn't have done a better job of acting as gay as possible. Brallon, also. Do people think that this is some kind of replacement? I feel like Brendon just wanted to be all cute with Dallon to try and replace what he had with Ryan. This may or may not be true, but it's what I think. I can tell Brendon still misses Ryan and loves him deep down in his heart, and Ryan has the exact same feelings. I feel that I will always wonder as I lay in my bed late at night... "What happened in capetown... And why?"<p/></p>
Butterfly Wings

Keith:

Lance was not happy.
Allura had woken them up two hours earlier then normal to tell them that two of them had a mission.
Once the terror of being woken up by a loud blaring alarm passed, everyone settled in as the Princess explained she was sending Keith and Lance to a jungle like planet and needed the others awake as to help monitor the mission.

Twenty minutes later the two were flying down in red to the planets surface, with Lance pouting the whole time.
“I don’t see why we couldn’t of done this later.”
Keith rolled his eyes not even bothering to look back at the blue paladin.
“Because there’s only a small window where the storm clouds are safe to pass through.”
Lance blinked in surprise. If there were storm clouds then would there be rain?
Lance suddenly found his legs bouncing up and down as nervous energy eradicated any lingering tiredness in his system.
The landed on a sandy outcrop just on the edge of a large jungle.
The plan was to go in and find this supposed miracle plant that could be used to heal a person almost as well as the pods.
After more then one close call Allura had decided it would be best for the Paladins to be equipped with something for out in the field.
Lance practically ran out of Red, taking his helmet off just so he could breath in the familiar scent of ozone that only came before a storm.
“What’s got you so excited all of a sudden?” Keith asked joining him on the sand.
“Smells like home.” Lance grinned while Keith watched him.
He didn’t really understand what Lance was talking about, but he looked too happy to question it.
“Ok… come on we have work to do.”
Lance gave him a mocking salute “sir yes sir.” He smirked back at Keith as he walked into the forest.
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Walking through the thick foliage was difficult on the two of them.
The fact that the air was stiflingly hot too didn’t help.
They barley made it a mile before they were both drenched in sweat and out of breath.
When Keith had stumbled for the third time into Lance, he had enough.
“Let’s take a break.” Keith decided.
“What’s the matter got shot? Can’t handle a little walk?” Lance tried to sound cocky, but the fact he was practically gasping for breath afterwards suggested he needed a break just as much as Keith.
“Humour me.” Keith shrugged as he sat down on a large purple moss covered tree branch.
After a moment Lance joined him, the two heavily breathing and sitting in comfortable silence.
Then the rain started.
It came on so hard and suddenly that it was like someone above them had turned on a faucet.
Keith had groaned thinking about how much harder their mission was going to be with the poor visibility. When he looked over at Lance to complain he found the words die in his mouth.
Lance was staring straight up with the biggest smile of his face.
His hair was plastered to his head and Keith decided to pretend that the tears running down his cheeks were just rain drops.
For a single moment, the world seemed quite as Lance watched the rain and Keith watched Lance with equal fascination.
Then the branch The were sitting on woke up.

The two were suddenly flung from their seats hitting the floor roughly.
Keith hit a tree having the air knocked from his lungs.
He couldn’t figure out what had happened until he saw what resembled a giant green gorilla with a long thick tail and razor sharp claws standing over him.
He grabbed his bayard and quickly turning it into its sword for right as the creature swiped at him.
Keith managed to roll out of the way, avoiding being sliced in half like the tree directly behind him.
The creature tried to grab him but a cut to the hand made it back off, but not for long.
It swung its giant tail like a battening ram, moving much faster then anything that size should be able to.
Keith couldn’t help but wonder why Lance wasn’t helping him.
He dodged under the tail and got his answer.
Lance was sitting on the ground looking confused.
There was blood running down his face from a head wound.
Keith cursed under his breath, he looked pretty out of it.
The second he spent distracted was all the time the creature needed, grabbing Keith with one of its giant hand, pinning his arms by his side.
“Lance!” Keith yelled struggling helplessly as the creature brought him closer to his face.
Keith closed his eyes sure he was about to become a giant monkeys dinner, when he hears the familiar sound of Lance’s gun being fired.
Keith was suddenly dropped and the creature was holding its eye in pain.
It blindly swipes at Lance hitting it’s mark and sending him flying.
Keith didn’t waste his chance.
He drove his sword through its neck and jumped off as it fell to the ground dead.
“Lance?” Keith asked looking in the direction the blue paladin lay.
He crept over to him gasping at the sight.
A single deep claw mark was slashed across Lance’s torso stretching from his right shoulder down to his left hip.
Keith dropped his sword and surged forwards to the lump paladin.
“Lance? Buddy come on I need you to wake up. I need you to look at me, insult me, anything!”
Keith yelled shaking him.
“Allura? Shiro?”
He only got static from his helmet.
Keith felt the panic begin to rise in his chest.
There was so much blood and Lance just wasn’t moving.
“Lance please… I need you.” Keith sniffed as he felt tears prick his eyes.
“Mullet?… you…ok?”
Keith would of thrown his arms around him if he weren’t hurt so badly.
“You jerk! I thought you were dead.”
Lance smiled, but the pain was still obvious on his face. “Can’t leave you… who else… would keep… you…alive?”
“Shut up.” Keith laughed wiping his eyes.
“How bad is it?”
Keith held his breath, he had hoped Lance wouldn’t ask.
“It’s not good.”
“Really cause this feels fantastic.”
Keith rolled his eyes but felt a small spark of hope at the banter.
“I can’t get through to the castle… I don’t know what to do Lance.”
The fear on Keith voice made Lance’s eyes widen.
“H-hey it’s ok… it’s ok. Your annoyingly smart… right… so use.. that brain of yours… and-”
Keith’s head snapped up “the flowers!”
Lance smiled “there you go.”
Keith stood scanning the area, he couldn’t see far thanks to the rain and couldn’t see a single flower that matched Allura’s description.
“Go.” Lance said so quickly Keith almost missed him.
“What?”
“I said… go… I can’t keep up… with you… find the… flower… come back.”
Keith felt a flash of anger “I’m not going to just leave you here!”
“You don’t have… much of a choice!” Lance yelled but started coughing, blood sprayed from his mouth.
Keith couldn’t do anything while he coughed but soon as he finished wiped the blood from his face along with a strange brown substance.
Keith looked at it for a moment before he noticed the pale patches just visible on Lance’s skin.
He decided now wasn’t the time to ask.
Lance was running out of time.
“Don’t you dare die before I come back.” Keith warned kissing Lance on the forehead before he took off running.
———————————–
Every second Keith spent looking was another second closer to Lance bleeding out.
His chest was heaving and he could barely breath as he ran, but Keith didn’t slow down for a second.
His foot caught a tree root and sent him tumbling down a hill.
“Ouch.”
His ankle was throbbing with pain.
If he couldn’t stand how could he save Lance?
Just as suddenly the rain had started it stopped.
Without the thick curtain of rain Keith could see he fell into what looked like a meadow filled with various coloured flowers.
Then Keith saw it.
A patch of small blue flowers that almost seemed to glow.
He crawled towards it and nearly cried with joy.
He had found it.
He grabbed a handful, putting one in his mouth and chewed.
The effects weren’t instant, but the pain was dulled enough for Keith to stand and limp back to Lance.
Getting back took longer then it had before.
His ankle hurt but Keith kept pushing until he spotted blue armour stained with red.
He ran ignoring the protests from his body.
Keith dropped to his knees in a pool of blood that stained the ground beneath Lance.
His skin was a sickly grey colour and his breathing was slow and laboured.
His eyes were open but Keith doubted he actually knew what was going on around him.
Keith got to work, he took his water from his belt and ground up a few of the flowers before adding them in.
As gently as possible, Keith tilted Lance’s head up and slowing brought the flask to his lips.
For a moment nothing happened.
Then Lance began to drink.
By time he had finished the bleeding had slowed down and the pained crease in his forehead had eased slightly.
“Hang on Buddy I’m gonna get you home.”
———————————–
If Red hadn’t come to meet them, Keith really wasn’t sure how he was going to get Lance back short of carrying him.
Soon as Red burst through the castle hangar doors Keith had come running out of the Lions mouth struggling with Lance in his arms and screaming for help.
Shiro was there in an instant, not even asking what happened he took Lance from Keith and ran towards the infirmary trailing blood behind him.
Hunk and Pidge began bombarding Keith with questions but Keith couldn’t hear them.
All he could do was stare after Lance.
———————————–
Two weeks Lance was in the pod.
The creature had managed to clip his lung.
According to Allura, if Keith hadn’t of gotten him the flower when he had, Lance would of died.
Keith barley ate or slept.
He never left Lance’s side once.
He was surprised to see that his skin was covered in the pale patches, but it seemed like the others weren’t.
Keith figured they must already know, or just didn’t care.
It was late when the pod finally opened and Lance fell into Keith’s waiting arms.
“Lance! You feeling ok?”
Lance rubbed his eyes tiredly “yeah… I’m good just kinda tired.” He shrugged.
Keith smiled helping walk over to one of the beds.
Lance sat on the edge and patted the space next to him.
Keith didn’t hesitate to join him.
“Thanks… you know for saving me.”
Keith laughed “you did save me first, can’t have you one up me.”
Lance smiled as he rested his head on Keith shoulder.
Keith tenses for a moment before relaxing and wrapping him arm around Lance’s waste.
“Thanks for the kiss too.”
Keith blushed “anytime.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” Lance smirked up at him making Keith’s heart skip a beat.
“Lance… about your skin.”
Lance but his lip “yeah? It’s erm just Vitiligo… do you think it’s ugly?”
Keith shook his head “no I think your beautiful? that it’s beautiful… like butterfly wings.”
Lance smiled “yeah o think so too. I think I’ll stop covering it up.”
Keith smiled pulling Lance closer to him “I’d like that.”

giacomctti  asked:

for the promp thing! victuuri and 60) things you said that surprised me the most ♥

hiya alli!! (and thank u to @teekettle​ for your input ♥)

60. things you said [make your own]

“Tadaima,” Victor called, tugging his scarf down from his mouth. The loss of warmth was distinct when he slipped out of his trenchcoat, but a smile made its way onto his lips when he heard Yuuri’s voice drift around the corner, soft and lilting around the okaeri.

He placed his shoes by the front door next to Yuuri’s, straightening them just so, before padding over to where Yuuri was snuggled into the couch. A thick, fluffy blue blanket was draped over his legs, along with Victor’s old Team Russia jacket zipped over his torso. He looked very warm, compared to the chilliness of the evening outside. A pastel green mug sat on the coffee table, thin wisps of steam still rising into the air, and his laptop was perched on the arm of the couch.

Yuuri offered him a sleepy smile as he came closer, his hair slightly damp and curling at the edges. Yuuri had felt stressed this morning, so had come home from the rink a few hours earlier than Victor did. And Victor was glad, because he looked so much better rested after taking that time for himself.

“Hi Vitya,” he murmured, pausing the video on his laptop and patting the spot next to him. “Wanna join me?”

“Always, lyubov,” Victor said, already grabbing his own purple blanket from another armchair and moving to sit down by Yuuri’s side. Once there, he noticed exactly what was playing on the screen. “Are you watching my old programs?” he asked.

Yuuri’s smile became a little shy. “They’ve always helped me relax,” he admitted, turning back to his laptop and hitting play. Almost immediately, the tinny sound of his Victory program floated through the speakers and the grainy image of a twenty-five-year-old Victor Nikiforov began to move.

Victor found himself critiquing the movements of his younger self almost instantly—he was too stiff in this one section, he wobbled slightly on the landing of the triple axel—but when he glanced at Yuuri, he was surprised to see a look of admiration on his face despite all the obvious flaws.

“I love the way you flicked your wrist here,” Yuuri said, his eyes sparkling as he pointed the movement out a second before the Victor on the screen even did. “It had perfect timing with the music, and I could feel the triumph you were trying to convey with this program. I ran out to the rink to practice my own program almost immediately after—it was really inspiring.”

“Oh?”

“The costume choice could’ve been a little better though,” Yuuri continued, sounding thoughtful once the last notes of the music faded and the camera had cut to Victor’s smiling face. “If you were to reuse a costume, I think the one from 2010 would’ve been perfect for a free skate about victory.”

“You’re such a big fan,” Victor teased, resting his head on Yuuri’s shoulder. “Have you been following my career for that long?”

“Mhm.”

They were quiet again as the video continued and eventually settled on an interview right after Victor received a score that shot his name to the top of the board, assuring him as world champion for the third year in a row.

“How did you feel about this performance, Victor?” a reporter asked, looking eager, and suddenly everything clicked into place.

It was this season.

Victor had thought there was something strange about the program Yuuri was watching, why it had made him so uncomfortable, and now he knew. It was the year that Victor had grown tired of skating and winning and putting on plastic doll smiles for the public and his country.

The Victor on-screen smiled then, and to him it was so obvious how fake it was. No one else seemed to notice how forced it seemed, how his eyes were dark with fatigue, how his voice was overly bright as he answered.

“I’m really happy with it!” Victor replied, still smiling. “It was a difficult program to perfect, but it seems that all my hard work paid off.”

Victor remembered that the reporter had given him an almost patronizing laugh at that last sentence and said—

“Well, how hard can learning programs be for a three-time world champion, right?”

That had happened a little more than three years ago, but those words, no matter how well-intended they may have been, still stung even as he heard them now. He’d felt so much freer after meeting Yuuri, but hearing this and seeing the plastic smile he’d put on for years reminded him of how much he didn’t want to go back to a world that saw him only as Victor Nikiforov, Living Legend, instead of Victor Nikiforov, a man who liked to go on nighttime walks with his fiancé, cook anything and everything he could in the kitchen, and read as many books as there were stars.

It had bothered him more than he let on how people dismissed his hard work and drive in favor of placing him on a pedestal.

“You weren’t happy.”

Victor blinked, startled out of his thoughts. “What?”

“You weren’t happy,” Yuuri repeated, his smile a little sad. “I could always tell in your interviews.”

Victor could only stare at Yuuri, frozen. “You—what?” He swallowed down the growing lump of emotion in his throat. “…How did you know?”

He thought he’d hid it so well. No one seemed to question his loneliness or growing weariness once he started winning—no one stopped to think about how all this was affecting him. So Victor assumed that no one had noticed.

But Yuuri was there, thousands and thousands of kilometers away, watching as Victor’s energy and love for the ice was slowly sapped away by the pressure of years spent at the top.

And seeing Yuuri’s quiet, earnest expression in front of him now, and telling him how he knew how much Victor needed someone to stay close to him, all those years of suppressed emotions tumbled out.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you, Vitya,” Yuuri whispered against his hair, arms wrapped tightly around him as he cried. “But I promise that I’ll be here for as long as I can.”

Victor laughed wetly, tightening his hold on Yuuri. He was currently under two blankets, a fiancé, and a wandering poodle on the couch of his apartment in St. Petersburg, and God, he’d never imagined that his home could feel so warm.

“You never fail to surprise me, lyubov moya. Thank you.”

Then Yuuri pressed a kiss to the crown of Victor’s head. “I love you,” he murmured, and Victor smiled into Yuuri’s side.

“Love you more.”

little larry things that have been happening these past few weeks that they are trying to not make it obvious but its obvious:

• both were mia in the uk for days
• louis suddenly feels the need to fly to LA after being home mia for so long, that same week we find out about harry going solo
• louis is literally the only one who hasnt liked any of harrys ig posts or congratulated him
• louis has been getting papped / seen every single time something new happens with harrys solo stuff, other than that hes mia
• always making sure when papped they are both seen across the world
• they both have been hiding their arms and legs for weeks now (louis has been walking around hot ass LA wearing all black sweatsuits like …)
• harrys twitter account quotes pictures of louis standing in front of pink backgrounds, it was up for about 45 mins, still no explanation for it
• when harrys twitter did that louis twitter was online at the sametime and followed lorde who was just on snl
• like 2 days after the weird twitter activity we get harrys album cover which is him … in pink water … okay
• they were both mia all this week, no fan sightings, no stalker pics, no pap pics except the one bon jovi bts pic and snl stuff

idk if im missing anything, this is just a recap for me so i dont forget cause everything is so weird but also really obvious and i dont get what is going on i guess ill try to keep updating it

Peter Parker - Its Not An Internship

this was not requested but i loved writing it, it is a peter parker x stark! reader imagine!! i hope you enjoy it and there will be a definite part two!!

part 2

requests are open:))

Originally posted by parkrpeters

i smiled as i heard the door chime ring. the usual nerdy boy who usually sported science puns on his clothing walked in. his friend was quick behind him trying to speak quietly but it obviously wasn’t working out for him.

“peter this is amazing, we have to tell everyone” the friend of the brown hair’d boy attempted to whisper but it was loud enough for me to hear. his hands were flailing in the air excitedly while peter just looked annoyed.

“ned shut up!” peter snapped at his friend ned. he looked back at him he sent a glare his way as they both pulled out their books from their bag.

“okay the teacher was making no sense tod-” peters friend began rambling on and on about something but my eyes were focused on him, the way his eyes scanned through the text, the way his smile starts at the far corners of his mouth.

i was starring from the counter pretending to be at the cash register but no one was paying. someone bumped my hip, i looked up to see my co-worker olivia nod her head toward the table. i blushed while grabbing a note pad and a pen.

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ong seongwoo|enemies to lovers

Originally posted by lallainex91

member: ong seongwoo
genre: fluffy w a lil bit of angst
warnings: sexual harassment 
summary: school au! enemies to lovers au! you and seongwoo have always been secretly in love with each other but it’s always been hidden by endless pranks and teasing. one night, one closet and one confession will change everything.
requested: yes
enemies to lovers series: bae jinyoung | ong seongwoo | park jihoon | | kim jaehwan


  • you were known to be one of the most popular girls in the grade
  • you were sweet, sassy, confident, witty, gorgeous and just outgoing and friendly
  • surprisingly you used to be super shy in middle school but with your amazing best friend kang daniel you became much more social 
  • but even though you were known as a super sweet girl everyone knew you hated one person
  • he was the cockiest, most annoying and ridiculously good looking person you’ve ever met
  • ong seongwoo
  • he was one the most popular guys, funny, confident, hot, made everyone laugh, party animal, jock and was basically liked by everyone except you
  • and don’t get me wrong he hated you too
  • but that didn’t stop everyone in the whole entire school to ship you
  • especially your and his best friend daniel
  • “seriously y/n, when are you and seongwoo going to get together??” he’d say literally on a daily basis
  • go daniel the cupid!! lol tf is wrong with me
  • everyone would always say
  • “you guys would be the golden couple!”
  • “actually 2nd golden couple, you could never beat daehwi and jinyoung”
  • “no but actually you would look so good together”
  • “and the sexual chemistry between you is ridiculous”
  • you’d dismiss the comments and just roll your eyes 
  • but you couldn’t lie to yourself
  • you liked him a lot but you’d never admit it in a 100 years
  • you couldn’t help but smile sweetly at the incident which started the feud between you two 
  • which of course was when you fell for him
  • seongwoo was dared to pour a whole entire bucket of water on you by jaehwan because all his friends knew seongwoo had the biggest crush on you you didn’t know he had a crush on you tho
  • seongwoo as much as he liked you would never step down from a dare
  • so he did it
  • just as you were entering the cafeteria he poured a whole entire huge bucket of water all over you 
  • he was expecting you to slap him, or get super pissed
  • to his amazement and surprise you didn’t 
  • you felt the rush of water and you could tell by the laugh it was seongwoo
  • and you smiled to yourself knowing if you got pissed that means he would get the satisfaction
  • so instead you turned back to face him just to give a smirk and a raise of your eyebrow and then you screamed out
  • “WATER FIGHT!!!!!”
  • and it was a hot summer’s day so literally the cafeteria went into absolute chaos
  • people got their water bottles, cups, someone even got a hose
  • and water was everywhere, with people running around and screaming 
  • it was one of the best lunches even afternoon classes got cancelled because literally everyone was soaked head to toe even the teachers
  • and the cafeteria was basically just looked like it was in a flood
  • just as the water fight started, you filled up the bucket he used on you 
  • and seongwoo was just in awe of you of turning this whole entire thing on him
  • you walked up to him still drenched and with the same exact bucket he poured water on you, you poured it on him
  • he couldn’t help but smile brightly as you did thinking
  • “shit this one hell of a girl”
  • and you were smiling the whole time 
  • you couldn’t help yourself but admire his smile, his joking casual attitude, and him wanting to make people smile
  • but you also thought he’s such a cocky jerk but you knew 
  • as you were pouring water all over him and he was grinning happily
  • you were gonna fall for him
  • and oh boy did you 
  • and then as the last droplet landed on him
  • you whispered in his ear “better luck next time”
  • you winked at him and walked off 
  • luckily he didn’t see your super red blush and couldn’t hear your racing heart
  • he also was trying to stop his ears from going bright red and to stop smiling the goofy adorable smile he knew he had on his face
  • he stared at you the whole time as you walked away from him
  • but for the grande finale you rang the fire alarm in the cafeteria making the sprinklers go off 
  • then you just strutted out there like the boss ass bitch you were
  • and seongwoo literally fell so in love with you right there and then 
  • he knew he could never meet someone like you ever in his whole entire lifetime
  • someone finally outsmarted the great ong seongwoo
  • and he finally fell for someone
  • but that was like 6 months ago
  • in those 6 months you turned into enemies who secretly loved each other
  • seongwoo would do ANYTHING to get your attention
  • which usually meant annoying the shit out of you 
  • and constantly be super competitive 
  • but you couldn’t help but love it, any interaction with him made your heart flutter 
  • but literally in every test, exam, sports competition
  • you both would always be 1st or 2nd
  • and the bragging rights were huge 
  • “yah! y/n i ranked 1st in maths and guess where you are 2ndddd” he’d tease as the score sheet was up
  • “oh shut up, i beat you in english”
  • “and remember last week, aren’t you supposed to be in the soccer team?? how come i beat your team when we were playing soccer in sport??” you retorted
  • both of you stayed silent for a few moments thinking of that lesson
  • basically what happened was seongwoo was getting jealous at one of the guys, xiumin being too close to you
  • and he literally “accidentally” bumped into him super hard making xiumin fall
  • but he didn’t apologise and left him there making you super pissed off
  • after you helped him up and he told you he was fine
  • you stormed up to seongwoo and demanded
  • “apologise! you literally made him fall!!”
  • “why the hell should I?” he cockily remarked back
  • you stepped closer to him making people not sure whether you were gonna slap him or kiss him
  • you getting more aggravated basically shouted 
  • “GET YOUR ASS OVER THERE AND APOLOGISE!”
  • he scoffed at your remark making you want to strangle him and stepping so close to you your noses were touching and said 
  • “sweetheart, make me”
  • everyone was just staring at you two, the sexual tension was so thick literally no one said a thing
  • you were glaring daggers at him while he was casually smirking
  • then you sickly sweetly smiled at him and stepped on his foot super hard
  • and said “whoopsie”
  • you walked off as he was groaning in pain clutching his foot
  • these sort of incidents happened between you two
  • and everyone could see the sexual chemistry between you two shipping you two all the time
  • but all the hatred, teasing, snide comments stopped one night
  • you were both at a party, you weren’t really enjoying it 
  • feeling super duper jealous as you saw seongwoo dancing with at least 3 girls
  • minhyun noticed and said to you “yah y/n stop staring at seongwoo, you’re making it so obvious that you like him”
  • “i don’t like him minhyun-ah” you said with a sigh
  • “mhmmm sureee keep telling yourself that” sungwoon butted in sassily
  • “just make him jealous y/n he’ll be all over you in seconds” drawled jaehwan
  • “dance with woojin then, sexily of course” daniel said with a teasing wink
  • “all of you just stoppppp” you groaned
  • “jisung help me out here??” you pleaded at jisung
  • “as much i hate to admit, i agree with the boys” he said raising his hands up in surrender
  • you huffed and puffed and then said fine
  • you went up to woojin who was dancing in the centre of the dance floor
  • and you told him that you were trying to make seongwoo jealous so is it okay if you danced with him
  • luckily you guys were good friends but 
  • he still blushed so hard at first then shyly agreed
  • but once you were both dancing it just became a lot of fun
  • and of course seongwoo couldn’t help but get jealous and stare at you two
  • then the guys moved to him
  • enjoying making you two squirm
  • “seongwoo stop making it so obvious you’re jealous” sungwoon teasingly said
  • “ME?! jealous of y/n and woojin?? no way in hell would that happen” he denied outright
  • “seongwoo even me, i can tell you’re basically in love with her” jisung said exasperatedly 
  • “seriously though when are you going to ask her out” minhyun asked
  • seongwoo just sighed and gave up lying to them and said
  • “gosh i like her so much, it’s crazy, i’d do anything to get her attention, i have literally gone on no dates for 6 months, she’s perfect but she’d never like me, she probably hates my guts” he ended dejectedly
  • literally everybody rolled their eyes at that
  • “HOW IS IT THAT YOU DON’T REALISE SHE’S ALSO MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU??!!” daniel exclaimed throwing his hands in the air and then dramatically falling back onto the floor
  • “she’s doesn’t like me at all she hates my guts?” seongwoo said confused 
  • “okay hyung, look at y/n dancing with woojin right now, that’s to make you jealous okay? and you can tell by the way she’s literally looking at you every 5 seconds to make sure you’re watching” jihoon said slowly trying to explain to seongwoo 
  • seongwoo scoffed at first but then he noticed what jihoon said was right, you kept looking at him to make sure he was looking at you dancing
  • he started to grin broader and broader
  • as he realised what the guys were saying were right
  • he literally felt like doing the biggest happy dance 
  • he felt he was on the top of the world as he realised you liked him as well
  • on the other hand
  • you couldn’t help but blush at his intense gaze on you and the way he was smiling was making your heart melt
  • you excused yourself to woojin saying you were going to get a drink so you could calm and collect yourself
  • you headed upstairs and as you were relaxing in front of a door 
  • someone grabbed your wrist super tight and wrapped a hand around your mouth 
  • harshly pulling you into a small closet
  • your eyes meet some random man trying to kiss you
  • you could smell the alcohol in his breath 
  • you tried to get out of the closet but realised it was locked
  • your instincts kicked in and you started kicking and hitting and screaming for help
  • he restrained you and held you down making you feel desperate and helpless
  • after so much effort of getting him off you
  • screaming that he was a pedo and creep and to stop
  • he still tried to kiss you 
  • just as you were about to give up and let him kiss you 
  • the closet door flung right open
  • it was seongwoo
  • he saw you walk up the stairs and thought to leave you to be for a while before confessing but after 10 minutes he got worried
  • he knew there were a lot of drunk guys around and hoped nothing bad happened to you 
  • he went upstairs and found guanlin on his phone and asked him super concerned 
  • “guanlin-ah did you see y/n??!”
  • “no sorry hyung, i came up just like 2 minutes ago” guanlin said 
  • seongwoo than frantically tried to find you, going from room to room 
  • then he heard the banging from a closet
  • he then heard you scream 
  • and all he saw was red after
  • you couldn’t help but relax as you saw seongwoo
  • the guy gruffly said “get the hell out”
  • seongwoo said in a voice which was dangerously low
  • “you have 3 seconds to get your fucking filthy hands off the girl i love before i beat the crap out of you, 1, 2, 3″
  • the guy still hadn’t moved
  • he was basically ripped off from you then seongwoo got one punch in
  • before the guy scrambled out and slammed the closet door shut
  • you both realised you guys couldn’t get out but didn’t really care anymore just glad that it was all over
  • you relaxed as the guy wasn’t in your sight anymore
  • then you tried to process everything especially
  • the girl i love bit
  • but before you could say anything
  • two muscular arms wrapped around you super tight
  • you felt so warm and safe in seongwoo’s arms
  • he whispered into your ears “i was so worried about you”
  • your heart flutters as you hear the sincerity and concern in his voice
  • “thank you for saving me” you said your voice slightly trembling
  • still traumatised from the incident
  • “of course, don’t worry now, i’m here okay?” he said sweetly
  • “okay” you say sighing in relief
  • for a few minutes you just stood there just hugging each other
  • you eventually break apart and you couldn’t help but say 
  • “the girl you love huh?”
  • “i never said that” seongwoo denied adamantly 
  • “say it againnn” you tease 
  • “say what again?” he asks pretending to be clueless 
  • “that you love me” you say with a smirk you say stepping super close to him
  • you both stared intently into each others eyes and seongwoo’s eyes kept on flittering to your lips back to your eyes
  • making your heart beat faster than it ever has
  • seongwoo not even registering what he was doing 
  • softly kissed you at first in a way like asking your permission
  • and allowing you to break apart
  • you didn’t want that at all and you deepened the kiss 
  • he reciprocated almost immediately 
  • as it continues it continuously became more passionate
  • all the sexual chemistry between you basically exploded
  • you ran your hands through his hair
  • and he couldn’t help himself but fall in love even more as you kept on smiling as you kissed him
  • but as the kisses became more passionate
  • he’d bite your lips softly making you moan softly
  • he’d trail kisses all the way down to your collarbone
  • making you arch your back slightly
  • then he’d recapture your lips and kiss you over and over again 
  • you both end up making out for a solid 10 minutes
  • as you parted, seongwoo wore the cheekiest smile
  • you scolded him but you couldn’t help but smile
  • “wipe that smirk off your face ong seongwoo”
  • “yes dear’ he’d teasingly coo
  • you rolled your eyes
  • you guys ended up getting out of the closet by you picking the lock with a bobby pin
  • without saying goodbye to anyone, you grabbed your stuff and headed to seongwoo’s house
  • both your parents were out of town 
  • so you just stayed at his place for the night 
  • stop thinking so dirty no they did not do it
  • just because you were still scared at the incident of tonight
  • and seongwoo wanted to make sure you were okay
  • seongwoo gave you one go his t-shirts to change into and it was a simple loose black t shirt 
  • you went to seongwoo and twirled around and asked
  • “do i look okay?” 
  • seongwoo just cheekily smiled and couldn’t help but rush up to you and kiss you sweetly because of how good you looked in his shirt
  • and whispered
  • “you look perfect, you’ve always been perfect to me and you are the perfect girl for me”
  • “y/n will you be my girlfriend?”
  • he ended with a sweet forehead kiss and you nod and sweetly reply 
  • “as cheesy as it sounds i’ve basically been in love with you for the past 6 months so of course i will”
  • he’d kiss you softly after you said yes both of you grinning like you won the lottery 
  • you both end up talking for hours, eating junk food, while cuddling and 
  • laughing about how you hated each other and constantly teased each other and all the small arguments you guys had
  • after talking about the most random little things to the deepest secrets you’ve never revealed 
  • laughing you head off or teasingly arguing with each other 
  • you both were super exhausted
  • and you then ended up falling asleep in your favourite place in the world
  • in seongwoo’s arms
  • once you went to sleep seongwoo smiled at you in a way someone could if they were in love and before he passed out himself 
  • he whispered sweetly in your ear
  • sweet dreams, y/n, i love you”

THIS WAS A BLESSING TO WRITE!!! i love seongwoo so much he’s my bw and just AGH FEELS!!! also this was super rushed so whoops sorry. i hope the sexual harassment wasn’t too much and the makeout sesh you enjoyed ;) I’M ALSO TAGGING @starrywinters SO I CAN RUIN HER BIAS LIST and we will fangirl over how much we love seongwoo and how we’re unloyal hoes. Y’ALL SHOULD FOLLOW HER she has amazing fics

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prompt: Harry as a child walking out of his primary school but Dudley & co start harassing him. Draco is a child that is passing, and he defends Harry and they become friends skip a few years n they're admitting that they like each other

“Hey, four eyes!” Harry heard the familiar voice of his cousin Dudley call out to him. Harry turned around to face him and his cronies. Even though he was only a few month older than him, Dudley’s large figure made him appear older and stronger. “I didn’t know losers were allowed in this park.”

“Why not? They seem to make an exception for morons.” He retorted. Dudley and the other nine year olds standing beside him advanced on Harry who ran as quickly as he could to get away from them. Unfortunately, not all of them were as big and slow as Dudley. One of the skinnier boys caught him by his oversized t-shirt. He spun Harry around and pinned him up against the fence where they punched, kicked, and scratched at him.

“Hey!” He heard another boy yell. The gang of boys turned around. Harry could just make out the blurry outline of a thin, blonde boy. “Leave him alone!”

“Or what?” Said Dudley menacingly. Though the blonde kid did not back down, his stood as if he was superior to everyone around him.

“Or my father will hear about this.” He said snootily.

Dudley laughed darkly. “You’re going to tell on us? Yes, why don’t you run to your daddy, coward.” He then proceeded to push the boy down.

While the others were distracted, Harry had just enough time to put his glasses back on his face before one of Dudley’s cronies noticed and slammed him back into the fence. He could see the other boy more clearly now. His blonde hair was slicked back out of his grey eyes. He had blood running down his elbow, standing out against the incredibly pale skin. The next thing he knew was the boy, who couldn’t be much older than Harry, had stood up and punched Dudley square in the nose.

He stumbled back, his friends rushing up to him to make sure he was okay. In all the commotion, Harry didn’t notice the pale boy make his way next to him. He only realized when he started to drag him away.

Once they were at a safe distance, both panting from running and adrenaline, Harry spoke. “Thanks. For sticking up for me.” The boy nodded. “I’m Harry Potter.”

“I’m Draco Malfoy.” The boy, Draco, told him. “Do you want to be friends?”

Harry was taken aback. No one had ever asked to be friends with him before. Nevertheless, Harry accepted his proposal.

From that day forward, Harry and Draco were inseparable. They hung out at each other’s houses all the time, did their homework together, and, once they got a bit older, talked about girls together. Well, Harry talked about girls to Draco. Whenever the subject of crushes came up, he seemed to avoid it entirely. Harry never questioned it though. He just suspected his best friend was embarrassed about who he liked and never wanted to push him.

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