this is kind of late oops

(it’s been so long, it’s been so long.. sorry!)

(FIC REC MASTERPOST)

Same White Shirt , by @lululawrence : Or the one where Harry’s on the Late Late Show for a week and several misunderstandings with a certain mouthy assistant James recently hired make things that much more interesting. 

Larry famous/not famous AU (10k, NR) :because I live for banter and flirting <3 (no smut)

Love’s Truest Language  , by @smrwine :  The first part was meant as a joke. He didn’t really expect Harry to buy anything. It was just Louis’ way of softening the ‘get the fuck out’ blow.  “Where’s your order forms, then?”  “I don’t want your flowers.” Louis chided before directing all of his attention to the arrangement in front of him.  Harry laughed under his breath as he stood to his full height, “Who said anything about them being for you, love?”

Larry Flowershop AU (48k, E) : oohhhhhhhhhh weell.That’s hot. and amazing. And Hot. Special kudos for the body workship and praise and dirty talk and OMG rough sex. (bottom Louis)

Jumpsuit  , by @a-writerwrites   : Harry crosses one leg over the other and puts his long, slender fingers on his cocked hip.  He arches his neck just so…and Louis forgets to breathe.  He’s doing that.  His baby is doing that. It makes Louis flush with pride and something else, something like arousal.   Because.  Harry’s legs.It’s just a lot. ***My interpretation of what happened after the Kiwi performance on LLS.

Larry canon and established relationship (3k, E) :  …. SMUUUUTT <3

Dance to the Distortion , by @domestic-harry : Louis accidentally breaks Harry’s camera lens and in order to get it fixed, they decide to participate in a romantic couples study. The only issue is that they are not actually couple. Well that and the fact they cannot stand each other.

Larry Hate to love and fake relationship AU (96k, E) : Oh my, it’s amazing ! I bookmarked it with a lot of smut tags I won’t tell you because spoilers, but holy shit this is hot. They kind of share that really (I mean, QUITE LITERALLY)

Never Be Ready , by @afirethatcannotdie : A high school AU where a summer without Harry makes Louis realize that he wants to be a little bit more than best friends.

Larry High School AU and BFF to lovers (7k, NR) : so cute and fluffy and so full of pining! (no smut)

When Worlds Collide and Days are Dark , by @darkmarkburning and @harruandlou : It’s Harry’s job to investigate and stop any threats to National and International security as MI6’s top operative, which in this case, might just be Louis, over glorified Personal Assistant / Ministerial Diary Secretary to the Prime Minister, no matter how blue his eyes are or what his tight pants might do to Harry. With Harry as James Bond, Louis as his Bond Girl, Liam as M, Niall as Moneypenny, and Zayn as Q.

Larry James Bond - Spy AU (157k, M) : and also fake relationship AU , smutty (king of share that but mostly bottom Louis), kind of funny, also warning if you have TW about Terrorism/explosions.

X&Y , by sehnsvcht (orphan_account) Harry writes, except tonight, he can’t. Louis is his muse, except really, neither of them know that. They drive in the middle of the night and figure things out.

Larry Road trip and friends to lovers (4k, T) : very well written and beautiful ! (no smut)

Prom Promise  , by youbeyou : “I’m gonna go to that prom,” Harry tells him, pointing a finger in his ex’s face. “I’m gonna get a date who’s hot and nice and likes me for who I am and I am gonna have the time of my life. And you, Jeremy, are gonna wish you’d never let me get away.” Or It’s two weeks to prom and Harry needs a date.

Larry High Shccol AU (6k, NR) : cute and fluffy without smut. Kudo for Gemma as Louis’s BFF.

6

“Thank you, Ray”

It’s easy to forget who you really are when you pretend for too long

(…..I wanted to draw crying Zarc probably…)

Hogwarts houses : what kind of friend they are

Gryffindor: protective friend - they’re the kind of friends who’ll make you laugh to counteract your tears, whilst swearing not to hurt the person who caused them. But 10 minutes later they’ll be ready to fight that person regardless,,,, oops

Ravenclaw: good advice friend - they’re usually awake until 3am reading, so they won’t mind late night rants. They’ll listen to everything you have to say and come up with the most logical and beneficial advice, without turning you against anyone or making you feel like you need to change unimportant parts of your life. Hates unnecessary drama. Educated n honest in everything they say.

Hufflepuff: vegetarian friend - they don’t mind you eating meat, it’s your choice, they just love animals too much to do it themselves. Plants are pretty cool anyways. Known make the most unique meals known to man, but holy shit they’re good. Will probably buy you flowers whenever you’re sad and take you on a walk to see their “friends”. Those “friends” are hippogriffs. Maybe occamys.

Slytherin: shady friend - they won’t hurt anyone, they don’t want to be seen as violent because they aren’t. BUT DAMN SON if you need to talk about your distant cousin Victoria, you know where to go. Lovely people. Just don’t cross them or their friends.

here have some AUs as if there aren't enough on your dash already
  • “i came to the gym to work out but holy god i can’t stop watching you do one armed push ups that’s so hot” au
  • “this is totally awkward considering before this the only interactions we’ve ever had have been casual nods to each other in the hallway but there’s a huge fucking spider in my bath tub and you seem like the friendly neighbor type please help me” au
  • "you’re the only delivery person who gets to my house in any semblance of the word fast which is why i keep requesting you but you don’t believe me and tease me constantly about it” au
  • “okay i get it you’re a great thief and don’t want to go to jail but i’m the exhausted af detective that’s assigned to catch you i stg if you let me bring you in so i can sleep i’ll get you a good deal” au
  • "okay i get that there are no seats left in this cafe but like i am trying to read here no you cannot have this chair my feet are using it thank you very much please get out of my face now” au
  • “my parents moved me halfway across the world when we were twelve and before that we were best friends but now i’m back and moving in across the hall from you so hi?” au
  • “i’ve been travelling a lot and somehow you’re in every single city i go to seriously what the fuck who even are you how are you doing this” au
  • “we’ve been nothing but friends for our whole lives but then we played seven minutes in heaven on a dare and now i think i might actually be in love with you” au
  • “ngl i thought you were the weak one of this friend group but your whole life just went to complete shit around you and somehow you’re still acting the same so if you want to be weak you can be around me” au
  • “my guitarist quit the night before the gig that could mean the big break for a band that i have put my soul into and supposedly you’re really good but i swear to god if you screw this up for me i will hunt you down and slit your throat” au
  • “it seems we’re the only two people in this class that actually know what the fuck is going on want to team up for this project and ruin everybody’s lives” au
  • “we started arguing about which hogwarts house this one character would be in and we completely lost track of time and now you’re demanding i take you out to dinner is this a date” au
  • “i’m the private investigator that was hired by your ex to track you down and you totally caught me sitting outside your apartment in a rental car so hi what up” au
  • “i came to check out this support group but things have kind of been majorly sucking lately and you were there and i didn’t even know anything was wrong but we’ve known each other for months what gives” au
  • “i’m the lawyer helping you get custody of your daughter and oops you’re all kinds of adorable with her and also i think she’s growing attached to me is this good or bad” au
  • “i meant to text the contact one above you in my phone’s contact list for a booty call but i didn’t realize i hit your name until i sent it so now i’m just sitting here feeling those little three dots hardcore judging me” au
  • “we started dating after months of sexual tension between us but then you moved across the country so now we’re trying to figure out how to make this brand new relationship work long distance” au
  • “so not to be rude or anything but i’ve been coming to this cemetery at this time on this day every week for fucking years and i’ve always been alone up until now seriously what the hell” au
  • “it’s the middle of the night and i’m walking home alone in the dark and there’s this guy following me and he’s starting to gain on me and i found this phone booth with a lock on the door and i tried to call my best friend but my hands were shaking so badly i accidentally dialed the wrong number and i don’t even know you but help me” au
ENTJ Gothic
  • You laugh. Everyone else stops laughing. Someone’s hand shakes, and a wine glass shatters.
  • “I’m such a realistic person,” your Te assesses. Your Ni nods affirmatively, and goes back to making weird shit up.
  • You’ve been elected student council president. They won’t let you streamline the class period system or fire any of the teachers. You silently curse Kill la Kill for giving you unrealistic expectations.
  • “You’re so unfriendly and you hate parties. How are you an extrovert? You must be an INTJ,”  your friend says. She’s right; ENTJs are just INTJs on meth.
  • Why do all of your friends think that processing means hugs and validation? You just want advice. Your therapist won’t even give you advice without “listening empathetically” first. Why are your parents paying $80 an hour for this?
  • You’ve been elected student council president again. “Do I have to do this?” you mutter. You don’t remember running this year. “You’re an ENTJ; you want to, right?” the principal says. You don’t want to; you won’t able to make any real changes in policy. You’re just a symbol. The principal tells you it will look good on your college application and offers you a cookie.
  • You decide not to major in poly-sci.
  • You are officially an adult. You have been ready for this moment since preschool. Your friends say they still don’t feel like adults, which sounds terrifying and is probably the reason they are still dependent upon your friendship.
  • “Time management! Attention! Priorities!” you snarl for the fourth time this morning. Your coworkers spend the next hour brainstorming ways to get you fired.
  • “You’re an ENTJ? Can you help me make a five-year plan?” they ask. “Of course,” you reply. You give them control of your crumbing ponzi scheme, and they spend the next five years in jail.
  • Everything is closed on Sunday. Don’t they realize you have things to do before the week starts? You drive and drive and drive, looking for a city that never sleeps. The sky darkens; your car melts into the pavement. You are the city. You never sleep.
  • Someone thinks you’d be a power bottom. At least you aren’t a needy top like all five of your ENFJ friends. You delete three of them from your contacts while you’re thinking of it.
  • Your job involves expensive suits, firing people, creepy motivational posters on the walls of your office, and a formal title that your friends and family don’t understand. They ask what you do at work. “Extroverted thinking,” you tell them, and they nod politely and ask, “But what does your company make?” “Money,” you say. “But how do you earn the money?” “Introverted intuition,” you tell them. They nod again. It’s a very ambiguous function.
  • Your ISTJ coworker pipes in. “We trade stocks.” This is technically insider trading because Ni is psychic, but no one says anything.
  • You care about someone; this is not part of the plan. You race around doing errands in your black Camaro, swearing profusely at people who drive the speed limit.
  • It’s time to make some major life changes. Everything is boring and the days are starting to blur together. You engage your Se.
  • We don’t talk about what happens next.
  • The scientists have discovered a way to see inside your brain. They find out it’s just a game of Tetris. “Perhaps we can program the perfect leader somehow,” one of them says. You slide an I-block into place and exhale, contented. The brain scans turn blue.
  • You move to the coast, work in a little coffee shop and play your saxophone in a pub band by night. You date ISFPs who read you their poetry. No one is afraid of you anymore. You are peaceful and connected. Your therapist said this would make you happy.
  • You still cannot sleep.
Roommates (l.h)

“Y/N, you’ve got about five seconds to put down that water gun or we’re gonna have a big problem.”

Luke stood in his spot across from y/n calmly with his arms crossed over his chest. She, however was still bouncing around on the couch like a crack addict who’d just had a fix.

Just moments before this, he was sitting on his bed half way to sleep. Now, he was trying to calm down the crazy acting girl jumping on their couch; how he manage to get himself into such an insane situation in a matter of minutes?

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all joking aside though, i think that hunk was making light of the whole galra keith situation on purpose. we never actually got to see team voltron’s reaction to keith being galra (aside from shiro) and for all we know, everyone could have gotten really short/distant with keith for a period of time. maybe this is hunk’s way of showing keith that, “yeah, you’re glara now, but i’m still going to ruthlessly tease you about everything that i possibly can, just like I would with all of my other friends.” maybe this is just hunk’s way of telling keith that he’s really not alone.

Rescue

*shows late to femslash february with starbucks* oops. Oh well, @breeeliss gave us a challenge and here is my try. I hope I did it justice, especially given it is 4 am and I’m about to fall asleep on my keyboard. It is kind of short tho >_<


Look, Alya loved Ladybug, okay? Ladybug was the best superhero in the world and she would physically fight anybody who says otherwise. But even Alya, the crowned queen of ladybug fangirling and appreciation, questioned the superheroine’s rescuing methods sometimes. Because it was the second time when Ladybug locked her in a closed space for her safety. The zoo cage at least didn’t require her to share all her personal space and oxygen with someone. A broom closet? Yeah, not so much. And while Alya could have dealt with it reasonably in any other situation…

(Hey, Ladybug cared enough about her to force her to safety!)

… but being stuck in a broom closet with Chloé Bourgeois out of all people was too much.

“Ugh, I have no space! What is this place?” Chloé exclaimed in a tone full of indignation.

“A broom closet.” deadpanned Alya.

“It is horrible! It is dusty and small and I have to share it with you out of all people! I’ll have a word with my papa about this when we will be out.”

Alya rolled her eyes as silence fell over them. It wasn’t only squeezing, annoying and hard to breathe, but it was also awkward. Oh, boy. They stayed like that for long enough that Alya was surprised Chloé was so silent. Not that she wasn’t appreciating it. They were already sharing way too little space (along with some brooms), the last thing Alya needed was Chloé’s complaints and screaming.

“Well, why aren’t you saying anything?” Chloé inquired.

Alya rolled her eyes. “Why do you care?”

“Because I hate awkwardness, of course. Not that you would know anything about proper social interaction.”

“Listen here you little… ”

They bickered like that for what Alya guessed must have been around ten minutes. She wasn’t too sure, but time always flew by whenever she and Chloé arguest. Damn her, she always knew how to ruffle Alya well enough and raise her temper to the boiling point. Honestly, the argument could have continued for a long time, if a shout that clearly belonged to an akuma. Alya wanted to scream. Seriously? Her eyes adjusted enough to the dark to see Chloé was about to scream. Instinctively, Alya covered her mouth with her hand. The last thing Alya was in the mood for was to become a minion. She hated when that happened. As if to spite her, Chloé covered Alya’s mouth. They kept glaring at each other in the dark until the noise caused by the akuma disappeared. Pulling their hands away from each other’s mouths (as much as the space allowed.

“I can’t believe your lips are so chapped!” Chloé exclaimed.

“Why do you ca… hey, what are you doing?” Alya narrowed her eyes, as Chloé pulled a chapstick out of her… bra? The light from her phone would have been really useful if she could actually reach for her back pocket. “Did you just pull a chapstick out of your bra?”

“What, you don’t use your bra to store things?”

“No? I actually have boobs to fill mine properly.”

Chloé stopped dead in her tracks and Alya could have sworn she saw a hint of a smile. “Touché. Now pucker up those lips.”

Alya sighed. This was by far the weirdest day of her life, she decided as Chloé was applying chapstick to her lips. When she was done, Chloé nodded.

“Nice enough. Moisturize properly. I’d even say ready for kissing, but no one would actually want to kiss you.”

Alya growled. “I’ll let you know I had kissed lots of people.”

“Oh, please, everybody knows quality over quantity. And let’s be real Césaire. Everybody knows I’m the better kisser.”

Alya snorted. “As if! Who did you kiss beside the Ladybug posters? No way in hell you are a better kisser than me.”

“I am!”

“Prove it!”

From the many scenarios Alya pictured for the day, having an intense make out session in a small broom closet with Chloé Bourgeois out of all damn people, was certainly not one of them. Yet, here she was. The kissing was pretty much just like any argument between the two of them went. Heated, intense, each one trying to prove a point to the other. And even though she will never ever admit it out loud Chloé was a pretty damn good kisser. Seeing neither of them was yelding, they could have kept it up for quite a long time. Until the door of the closet opened, making both of them fall in a tangled mess on the floor, on top of one another. Looking up, they noticed a pair of blue eyes surrounded by a red mask, looking at them curiously, obviously awaiting an explanation. Chloé and Alya exchanged a look. What can one do when Ladybug catches you making out with someone you supposedly can’t stand. Especially if both persons in question would rather prefer kissing the superheroine. Well, for once, they were both on the same page.

“It’s not what it looks like!”

plot where ‘i had a bad break up with my ex of 4 years who cheated on me, and treated me like dirt and wow i just found out i’m pregnant and he’s the father so here comes the emotional breakdown and late night pounding on his front door. But oops you’re not him, you’re his brother and you’re being really kind to me and calming me down, and those kisses on the top of my head are so new to me.’ also referred to as the plot where Muse A is pregnant, her manipulative ex boyfriend is the father, however Muse B aka his brother had always had a thing for Muse A. The night Muse A comes banging on his brothers door while Muse B is staying there for a while, he consoles her and decides to help her through the break up and pregnancy. However feelings get involved, drama, fights, and his older/younger brother isn’t so happy about it. Yes pls

Some Things Your Local Librarians Would Like You To Know

It is not a stupid question. Even if it is a stupid question, we have been thoroughly trained to answer your question without judgement or second-guessing. Besides, we’re mostly just glad you’re not asking us about the noise the printer is making again.

There are probably (at least) two desks in the library. One is where you check out books and is mostly staffed by people wearing nametags that say “Circulation Clerk.” These people can answer your questions about damaged or missing books, fines, and how many forms of identification we’ll need if you want to get a library card but your mailing address is in Taiwan. The other one is closer to the books and computers and is mostly staffed by people wearing nametags that say “Librarian.” These people can answer your questions about spider extermination, how to rent property to the United States Postal Service, and the number of tropical island nations in which you could theoretically establish the first United States Embassy. We would love to answer these questions for you. It would be a nice change from the printer.

We probably own a 3D printer by now. 3D printers, are cool, right? Please, please come use our 3D printer, it’s so lonely.

We spent a lot of money to hire this woodworker to come and teach a class at the library which you can attend for free. You will probably be the only person between the ages of ten and fifty in attendance, but your presence will fill the librarian with an unnameable joy. They will float back to their manager in a daze. “A young person came to my program,” they will say. You will have made their entire job worthwhile.

Every time you ask us for a book, movie, or music recommendation, a baby librarian gets their first cardigan.

Somewhere in the library, there is a form. If you fill out this form with your name and library card number and the details of the thing you are looking for, we will find you the thing. Sometimes the answer is “the thing is in Great Britain and they will not send it to us,” but more often the thing will just appear on hold for you, and one day you will pick up a copy of that out-of-print book you never thought you would read and maybe you will say, “Wow, the library is amazing,” and the librarian’s heart will glow. 

Please bring back book #2. The rest of its series misses it very much.

Five dollars is not a large library fine. Believe me, before I started working in libraries, I too wondered how someone could sleep at night, knowing they owed money to the library. When we laugh as you sheepishly apologize for your $2.50 in overdue fees, we are not mocking you, we are thinking of the ten people we sent to debt collection already today.

We really don’t care why you’re checking out Fifty Shades of Grey. Maybe you have a specifically-themed ironic bachelorette party to plan. Maybe you’re working on a thesis paper about mainstream media’s depiction of female sexuality. Maybe you just got curious. We will give you the benefit of the doubt. 

Whatever you’re smoking in the family restroom, please stop.

Somewhere on the library’s website, buried under “Links” or “Research” or “On-line Resources,” is a page that a librarian spent a month’s worth of work on. It contains many links to websites you thought everyone knew about, and one to a page that you could never have imagined existed that perfectly solves a problem you never expected to be resolved. 

Imagine the kind of person who would think to themselves, “Library school sounds like a thing I should do.” For the most part, you are imagining the kind of person who is now a librarian. We want very much to help you, but we’re not entirely sure how to do that unless you ask. You are not bothering us. Please, come and say hi.

Remember that one vid where Tae threw a ball at Kook while he was sleeping and Kook basically chased Tae to the seventh hell? Then they cuddled five minutes later.

After seeing how Jungkook beckons Tae so flippantly (aka kInD OF FLirTatiOusly) towards him after accidentally hitting his hand with the ice hockey thing makes me wonder what they do everytime Tae ‘annoys’ him :)

Cuddling?

anonymous asked:

“i’m the lawyer helping you get custody of your daughter and oops you’re all kinds of adorable with her and also i think she’s growing attached to me is this good or bad” Majorly Judging you w/Kara as the cute daughter :)

i love this prompt thank you so much

‘Should we go over it once more?’

Lucy sighs heavily, running her hand through her hair as she scans her notes again. She shakes her head. ‘It’s late, Alura. The best thing you can do at this point is sleep, probably’.

‘I’m just…’ the anxiety in Alura’s voice is clear, the fear behind her eyes burning, as it has been, more and more, as this day has approached, ‘I want to do everything I can’.

‘Hey’, Lucy reaches across the space between them to grip Alura’s hand, ‘we’ve got this, okay?’

‘And yet I can’t help but worry’. Alura grips her hand like its a lifeline, and Lucy’s heart aches. Alura has been so strong since this mess began, but she looks so exhausted. ‘It’s not that I don’t have faith in your abilities, Lucy, its just -’

‘You’re a judge’, she says softly, trying to soothe, and comfort, as best she can, ‘and you’ve seen cases backfire, I know’.

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Prince!Yuta

Originally posted by chocosicheng

§  Constantly late for almost everything
§  Quirky
§  Sneaky
§  Likes to cook
§  Sassy
§  Flirts with everything and anything that breathes
§  “Yuta stop scaring the servants, they didn’t do anything to deserve this “- Taeyong
§  “But it’s funny” Him
§  He’s a suck up tbh
§  Family crest is on his upper chest; Where his heart is located
§  His cloak color is mauve
§  Never takes off his crown
§  Likes to show it off
§  Hides taeyong’s things; His crown specifically
§  “Who touched my crown again?! YUTA!”- Taeyong
§  “Oops I suddenly have to leave g o o d b y e” – Him
§  Secretly kind and caring, he just doesn’t know how to show it
§  Fearless
§  Savage
§  Can be very intimidating at times
§  Talks a lot
§  Currently taking fencing classes
§  Because it gives him a reason to poke haechan with pointy things
§  “If you go anywhere near haechan, I’m telling mother”- Taeil
§  “Thank the lord” – Haechan
§  Likes playing soccer
§  Smart but also very stupid there’s no in between
§  Doesn’t like being told what to do
§  Unless his mother asks him to do something
§  Mommas boy
§  Stubborn
§  Also likes to brag
§  But won’t admit it

- LOVE LIFE -

§  Once ran away from the castle because taeil was scolding him
§  Came along this small cottage by a river
§  “You in there! Come out here!”
§  And when you did he was stunned
§  He didn’t think someone like you could exist
§  You were everything he wanted
§  He loved the fact that you were mysterious and hard to figure out
§  Because that just made him want you even more
§  He came back almost every day to talk to you
§  This went on for at least 3 months
§  He wanted to come in but you would never let him
§  “Who knows what you could do to me? For all I know you could be some sex maniac”- You
§  “That’s not exactly true but it’s not false either” – Him
§  But you both would sit on the steps outside and talk about life
§  He would talk the most because he had more problems than you did
§  You both are completely different people who live 2 different lives
§  But that’s why yuta wanted to keep you close to him
§  Because you were like a breath of fresh air
§  He once came to your cottage, crying his eyes out
§  You never knew the reason why
§  “Yuta..” - You
§  “I didn’t mean to,,” - Him
§  That was the only time you ever let him inside your house
§  He fell asleep in your arms that night
§  Even though you hadn’t known him for very long
§  It broke your heart seeing him cry
§  You opened your eyes the next morning
§  Only to see Yuta giving you the most adoring and loving look
§  “Why are you looking at me like that..?” You
§  “They say that if you really love someone, you should tell them or show them through actions..or otherwise, you would have to watch them be loved by someone else..and I would rather not take that chance” – Him
§  You never realized how much you really loved and cared about him until those words came out of his mouth
§  He then asked you to move to the castle and meet the queen
§  Which terrified you, but you had a good feeling about this
§  “Wow Yuta..she’s quite the opposite of you, Pure and innocent”-The Queen
§  “Mother don’t expose me like that” – Yuta
§  “He has his moments though” – You
§  As you said that you grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes
§  He knew then that he wanted you to be his queen
§  But in his eyes, you already were his queen
§  And he was your king
§  And nothing would change that

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Hello!

I totally forgot about @thatsthat24’s LGBT Fanders Meetup until now, so have a late selfie oops (plus one from a week ago when I was dressed like that. what a #Look™)

I’m Mason and I’m pan and agender. I’m not really sure how long I’ve been a fan of Thomas but it’s been multiple years. I love how pure and kind he is to everyone, I love his humour, I just love him so much. He really is a ray of sunshine in this dark world we live in. I really hope one day I can meet him in real life and give him the biggest hug :3

Other things I love include Justin Trudeau, girls, cute clothes, and my cat, Muffins

(You can see more of her in the “#muffins the cat” tag on my blog.)

Fun fact: Thomas suggested that name for her back when I first got her.

Snowstorms (Young!Remus Imagine)

Masterlist

Request:  um could I request an imagine where the reader and Rem are in the middle of a bad snow storm together? And she’s like really scared and worried but he’s there to keep her calm and occupied? (Sorry for the strange request but where I live we’re supposed to get severe weather and I am TERRIFIED yikes)

A/N: This took me forever to write, I just haven’t been in the mood to write lately oops. But I hope this is along the lines of what you meant? It’s super short and I am kind of disappointed in it but I had to get something up. Hope you like it!

Warnings: Hinting of smut


“I told you we were supposed to turn right back there, Y/N,” Remus huffed, turning the map in a full circle, thinking it would help somehow.
“Well it’s pretty hard to see the roads when I can barely see the 10 feet in front of me!” you yelled while slowing down the car until you came to a complete stop.
You and Remus had gotten off the train about an hour ago and had been driving to your parent’s house when a snow storm had started. You had driven and Remus, in turn, had been the navigator. You loved Remus to death, you really did, but he could not navigate to save his life. You had had to turn around over five times already but when the weather had gotten bad he had gotten even worse (if that was possible) at navigating.
“What are you doing? Don’t we have to be at your house in.. twenty minutes ago,” he sighed, letting his head fall back against the seat.
“There’s no use even trying to drive in this bloody weather, Rem. I can barely even see the mirror,” you said as you glanced over at Remus.
You had to admit, you were freaked out. You had no idea where you were, there was no way of even finding where you were in these conditions, and both of your phones had no service due to being in the middle of nowhere.
“Y/N, love, are you okay?” he asked worryingly.
You hadn’t noticed, but you had started crying, “Um, yea, I’m fine. It’s just..” you paused, knowing he wouldn’t give up until you told him why you had all of a sudden started balling in the drivers seat, “I just want to get home. I hate not knowing where we are or even seeing anything or–” Remus cut you off with a kiss.
The kiss was soft and passionate, taking your mind completely off the world around you.
“How about we take your mind off it, yeah?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow and smirking.
You only smirked at him and turned to climb into the back seat.


Let’s just say you didn’t think about the storm again until it was long gone.