Note: This is a sequel to Don’t Drop Him! Because you guys seemed to like that one a lot, plus I wanted to write Daveed as a dad. Also the baby’s name is from the book Sula by Toni Morrison, mainly because Daveed loves that book and I couldn’t figure out a name.
Warning: swearing, water breaking (do i have to warn you about that?)
“Daveed!” Daveed hears Y/N yelling from the couch but he doesn’t move straight away, for the last couple weeks of her pregnancy she’s been calling for him every few minutes to grab something for her that at this point he know’s it won’t be something urgent. “Daveed Diggs get your ass in here!” She yells.
With a frown he quickly gets up from his desk and rushes out to the living room where Y/N is standing, with a pool of water on the floor between her feet.
“Babe wha- oh shit” he says, his eyes wide as he realises what’s happened. Y/N’s water has broken.
Fuck, fuck, fuck what the hell do I do? She’s a week early, He thinks to himself as he continues to stare at her.
“You gonna stand there all day or are you going to take me to the hospital?” she asks.
Daveed snaps into action, grabbing his keys, wallet and phone from the bench before coming over to take Y/N by the wrm and lead her towards the door.
“Why do you look so terrified, you’re not the one that is about to give birth” She points out as Daveed leads her to the elevator of their building.
“I am not delivering our child on in the elevator Y/N” He says, his fingers drumming against his leg as they wait for the elevator to reach the ground floor.
“You’re not delivering this baby period” she says.
“Agreed” he mutters.
The elevator doors finally open and Daveed helps Y/N rush towards the car.
This panel breaks my heart a little bit because it fits with a sort of headcanon I have; ghouls don’t like to keep photos
Photos are a way to be tracked if the CCG get their hands on it. Keeping a photo of your loved ones puts them in danger if you were caught. So having a keepsake instead- their old mask, wedding rings, a clover hair pin- is the safest way to remember someone lost.
Rather than “she hated photos” I wonder if it’s more “she didn’t want to leave a paper trail behind if something happened”, probably for the exact reason so someone like Bujin has a hard time finding her. And now that she’s dyed her hair black again, she’s much more recognisable as the girl in Yoriko’s photo
Could you write a story based on Cold by Maroon 5?
Hii, thank you very much for your request and your patience. I know it’s been forever since I posted something and I know I still have so many requests to write. I don’t know when I’ll get to them though, I’m struggling with a few things right now and feel like I have to focus on myself. I’m sorry if this is sloppy and confusing but I tried my best.xxx
Sometimes Harry thinks it’s his fault. That maybe he did something wrong that pushed her away from him but when he goes through every situation in his head he comes up with nothing.
They’re engaged. For eight months.
She said yes when he asked her to marry him. She had tears in her eyes when he told her how wonderful she is. How much he loves her. Always. Forever.
She had the biggest smile he’s ever seen on her face when he pushed the ring onto her ring finger.
She showed emotion. She doesn’t do that anymore.
It’s like she’s not even herself anymore. When Harry met her for the first time he was speechless. He never met someone who had such an aura. He knew from the second his eyes landed on her that she was an absolute sunshine. She was glowing. She was happy.
She lost that three months ago.
When he got to know her, he knew she was the one. The one he would love with all his heart, forever. The one he would marry someday.
Now he isn’t sure anymore.
He couldn’t understand it. They had that kind of love you see in movies. That kind of love people write poems and songs about. It was perfect. But somehow it felt like she forgot that on their way.
Nowadays there were no tender touches. Whenever they kissed it felt different. They didn’t kiss because they wanted to show their love and affection for each other. It felt forced.
There were no loving words either. There was only silence. It was killing him.
The only mistake Harry made was to let it get this far. He didn’t realize what was happening at first, he assumed the honeymoon phase was over and all that lovey-dovey stuff would die down. He hated the thought of that but he thought it was normal in a long term relationship.
When he realized there were no loving gestures whatsoever he knew something different was going on. It was too late though. Y/N shut him out completely and he felt like he couldn’t get to her anymore. He didn’t feel her anymore.
Not even when they were sleeping in the same bed, under the same covers. He always used to hold her in any way, sometimes just her hand but often her whole body. He couldn’t reach her anymore.
Sometimes Harry thought it would be better if she just ended it. It was obvious she didn’t want this anymore, she didn’t act like they were together even though they used to be so in love. He always wondered why she was still here. Why she didn’t just pack her things and leave. Why was she still holding on?
But whenever these thoughts crossed his mind he felt a pang in his chest, a pain in his heart. He didn’t want her to leave. He loved her. Always. Forever.
That’s why he gave her time. Time for whatever she was going through. He gave her space. Even though he feared it would only push her away more.
But then came the point where Harry felt like he couldn’t do it anymore. You can only sacrifice your love for so long until the pain spreads from your heart through your whole body. He needed her. Needed her love. Her warmth. Her touch. Her kisses. Just her.
So during one evening he decided he had enough. He couldn’t hold it all back anymore. He knew that if he was without her touch for another second he would die inside.
When he slipped under the covers beside her he didn’t keep as much distance as he used to lately. He was close to her. For the first time in what seemed like forever. He wasn’t touching her though. But he could feel her warmth.
He saw her reaction. He saw how she flinched. How her fingers started to shake as she turned the page of her book. She was reading a romantic story. Ironic, Harry thought.
When her hand fell onto her stomach again Harry took a deep breath and reached out to take it. His fingers wrapped around hers, his thumb stroking over her knuckles once. Somehow it felt familiar. But also like it was the first time he’s ever held her hand.
Her head snapped in his direction, her eyes wide. They flickered from their joined hands to his face a few times until her lips parted.
“What are you doing?” she whispered, but the irritation was clear.
“I’m holding your hand.” Harry replied.
Her eyes flickered to their hands again.
“C-Can you please let go?” she asked after a moment.
Harry was sure his heart broke. He was sure she could hear it shattering. He diverted his eyes to the sheets underneath him, clearing his throat awkwardly. He didn’t let go though. He wouldn’t let her continue like this. She had to understand what she did to him.
“Why won’t you let me hold your hand?” he questioned.
He watched how she closed her eyes for a second before she opened them again, unshed tears making them look glassy now.
There’s been times she rarely called him Harry. Baby. Darling. Sweetheart. Love. Those were his names.
He looked straight into her eyes, his fingers squeezing hers. No. He wouldn’t let go.
He saw how she flinched again. How her eyes closed again and more tears rimmed her eyes.
His thumb stroked over her fingers again. Again and again. Just how he used to. Until he stopped. Until he felt his heart break again. His eyes snapped to her fingers. To one finger in particular. It was bare.
“Y-You took your ring off?”
He felt like someone punched him. Like someone was slowly cutting through his heart.
That’s when the first tear hit the sheets.
“Why would you take off your ring?”
Y/N took her hand away from his, the disconnection sending chills through Harry’s body.
Her eyes were dancing all over the room but never landing on his. She did that on purpose.
“You don’t want to marry me anymore?”
That’s when she started full on crying.
“No! You don’t get to cry now. Just tell me what the fuck is going on lately!”
“N-Nothing.” she stuttered and turned her back to him.
“Nothing?! Are you fucking kidding me?! You pulled away from me completely. I can’t reach you anymore, not emotionally and god forbid physically. You act like we are not together. Like we don’t love each other.”
When he didn’t get a response other than her whimpers and sniffles he felt like he was being suffocated.
“We do love each other, right?” he asked in almost a whisper.
He felt his own tears sliding down his cheeks when again she didn’t say anything. He stood up then, running a hand through his hair and looking at her back, how her shoulders shook with silent sobs. He shook his head and made his way to the ensuite-bathroom.
“I do love you!” she cried out just before he reached the bathroom door.
Harry stopped dead in his tracks but didn’t turn around.
“I love you.” she whimpered again.
He turned around slowly and looked at her.
“You don’t act like you do.”
“I know I don’t. But I do.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t have to, I guess.”
Harry’s eyes caught hers immediately.
“So that’s it? You won’t fight? What made you give up?”
“No, I want to know. I want to know what the fuck happened that made you pull away from me. I want to know since when you feel like you can’t talk to me. I want to know when you lost the will to fight.”
He saw the hesitation in her eyes, the nervous fiddling with her fingers. But his intense stare made her open up.
“I never understood how you could love me.”
Y/N took a deep breath before she went on.
“You’re this incredible man who’s always nice and well mannered and knows exactly what he wants. Whatever you do, it’s perfect. You’ve achieved everything in you life that you wanted. No matter what others say, you always keep going. You’re confident and strong. You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met. It wasn’t hard to fall in love with you, you knocked me off my feet within the first week of knowing you. When someone asked me what I love about you I could tell them billions of things. You always said you felt the same about me. I always thought you were insane. I was sure it was only the honeymoon phase which made you think you feel the same about me. When the sappiness and cheese died down a bit I got terrified. I thought that you would realize that you only imagined all those feelings. That you would realize I’m not as special as you originally thought. I’m a normal girl, I’m boring. I love to lay on the couch all day and watch movies and eat ice cream. I go out with my girlfriends and talk about boys. I can’t cook. I can’t dance. I can’t sing. I hate how I look in photos. I’m incredibly sarcastic. I’m shy. I get tired when I’m drunk. I-”
“Stop putting yourself down.” he interrupted her.
“It’s true, Harry. You’re everything I’m not. I never understood what you saw in me. I never understood what you could love about me. And when the honeymoon phase stopped I was so goddamn scared. I was sure that it was only a matter of time until you left. And because I was sure you would break my heart I tried to protect myself and pulled away a bit. And you did too, you didn’t try to reach out at first. And when you tried to, I thought it would be better to shake it off. And then you stopped trying, ever since then I was only waiting for you to call me out on my behavior. I know you’re going to leave now. And that’s okay, kind of expected it anyway.”
When she stopped talking Harry couldn’t do anything but stare at her. He didn’t understand it. Nothing of what she just said made any sense.
“You are absolutely insane.” he finally breathed out.
He sat down beside her and grabbed her hand again, this time she didn’t fight it.
“I don’t have any idea what the hell is going on in your head right now. I don’t know what the hell I did to make you feel that way.”
He shook his head and sighed.
“When I met you for the first time it felt like I breathed for the first time in my whole life. You looked at me and I knew my whole life just changed. When I got to know you I couldn’t believe how incredibly amazing you were. I still remember what my mum said after she met you: She’s a sunshine. And I said no. She’s the sun. My sun. You were the light in my life. You made me realize what the word ‘love’ means. I fell in love with you so goddamn fast and hard. I knew I wanted to marry you after a few months because I knew you were the one for me. I knew I would love you forever. And when you said yes when I asked you to marry me I was sure I was the happiest man to ever walk the earth. When you started to distance yourself from me I didn’t know what to do. I was scared what would happen so I gave you space but you pulled away from me more and more. And all that just because you thought I don’t love you?”
His eyes searched hers and they both saw the hurt in each others eyes.
“I love you. I love you with my whole heart. With everything I have. I love you with every fiber of my being. I proved it with the ring… but you took it off.” he finished with a whisper.
His thumb ran over her bare finger where the symbol of his love should be. Y/N lowered her head to look down at their hands and intertwined her fingers with his for the first time in three months.
“I had to get it resized.” she whispered.
“I know we already got it resized but it was still a bit big so I decided to bring it to the store again. It’s ready tomorrow.”
“You didn’t take it off?”
“No. I would never take it off.”
Harry smiled softly at her and squeezed her hand.
“I’m quite stupid, aren’t I?” she said after a moment of silence.
Harry chuckled and shook his head a bit.
“Would you be mad if I said yes?”
She laughed softly and shook her head as well. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Harry leaned in and pressed his forehead against hers.
“I’m so goddamn sorry.” she whispered after a bit.
“No. What I did was so unfair to you.”
She pulled back from him and looked at the ground.
“I hurt you for months. Three goddamn months in which I broke my own heart but more importantly yours. And all that just because I’m so incredibly insecure.”
“It’s not all your fault, love. I must have given you a reason to doubt my love for you.”
She looked at him again and sighed.
“But that’s exactly it, you didn’t. You never gave me a reason to doubt you.”
Harry lifted the hand that wasn’t holding hers to her cheek and stroked over her skin.
“It’s okay, my love. C'mere now.”
He opened his arms and signaled for her to sit down on his lap. She did, after a bit of awkward shuffling she positioned her knees on either side of his hips and sat down on his thighs. They haven’t been this close in so long. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist tightly and pulled her as close as possible. Y/N slung her arms around his neck and breathed in his smell. The smell she missed so much.
They both didn’t know how long they’ve been in this position before Y/N pulled back. Her hands were on his cheeks, cupping his face. She searched his eyes for a moment before she leaned in and pressed her lips to his in a soft and lingering kiss.
“I think… I have to get help.” she told him in a whisper when she pulled back.
Harry searched her eyes but didn’t say anything, he wanted her to go on before he said anything.
“I-I don’t know what’s happening with me and I don’t think I can do this alone.”
“You’re not alone, my love. I’m here.”
“I know you are, but… I think I have to get professional help. I don’t think that what I did was normal. I pushed you away. I distanced myself from the one person I love with my whole heart. I’m constantly sad. I can’t sleep properly. I don’t think that’s normal.” she shrugged softly.
“Okay. We’ll get you help. And I’ll be here through all of this, okay? I won’t leave. I’ll be right by your side and help you wherever I can.”
She leaned down to kiss him again, her lips pressing to his softly but with so much love.
“No problem, love. Made a promise to love you, didn’t I? Always and forever.”
Prompt: you’re trying
to toilet train your 20 pound cat and you sent me this photo and now I can’t
stop crying out of laughter in public.
A/N: Happy birthday
to my favourite human @fetchalgernon - I love you. Thank you for making it
impossible for me to write modern!jily and not include algernon. So here you go, 100%
of fluff and shenanigans, with next to 0 plot. I hope you enjoy <3
It’s three in the afternoon on a Saturday when Lily
drops a bag of frozen peas all over the floor of her local supermarket.
It really isn’t her fault, to be perfectly honest.
Yes, she’s making a fool of herself, crying with laughter as she struggles to
gather the peas that have spilled all over the floor. and the others down the
aisle - from the old woman looking at the yorkshire puddings, all the way to
the middle aged man studying a ratty shopping list - probably think she’s
mental now, but it really isn’t her fault.
Picture this: you’re running errands, casually making
your way through every different sodding aisle of the nearest Tesco Express
because Sirius and co. are coming over for dinner, and the only things you have
in your fridge are mustard and cheese crackers – and even though you know full
well they wouldn’t mind, you actually feel like trying for a change.
Your phone buzzes with a message notification, and
when you slide your finger over the screen, you’re met with a picture of
Algernon, your boyfriend’s insane and alarmingly orange cat, sitting
next to an empty litter box. Yes, empty, because all of the litter is strewn
across the midnight blue carpet, and you can practically feel James’
despair simply by looking at his face.
If this was the case, you’d probably be cracking up
like an idiot as well.
[15:02] james: toilet training
algernon is not… going as expected
[15:03] lily: I dropped my
[15:03] james: ???
[15:04] james: tht was a typo
[15:05] lily: I was getting
food for tonight and the picture you sent me made me drop my bag of peas.
[15:06] lily: They rolled
everywhere, James. I hope you’re peased with yourself.
[15:06] james: :(
[15:06] james: btw i cant believe
YOU made a pun
[15:06] lily: I know, you’re a
[15:06] lily: Also, you’re
cleaning that up.
[15:07]: james: just like u
cleaned up the peas right
Hey! Your blog is so great! I love to read it very much. Can I request: MC's new boss is sexualy harassing her. She can't leave her job, because it's very important to her, but don't know what to do and is afraid to ask help of RFA + V + Saeran?
Hope you like it! ^^
TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONINGS OF ABUSE AND SEXUAL HARASSMENT
RFA + V and Saeran react to MC being sexualy harassed by her boss
You came back from work feeling like shit, even if he was tired himself, he always knew when something was off with you.
“How was work, babe?” “Meh, just normal… I’m going to sleep now, ok?” hmmm, not even a smile? Yes, something was definitely wrong
He would let you take your time, so he went to shower, ate something and only then he went to the bedroom
Only to find you sobbing from crying, he ran to you. “Babe, what’s wrong?” “Zen, you’re so right… all men are wolves, all men… are…” “Hey, hey… why are you saying that now, MC?”
You told him about the new boss, the way he trapped you at your desk when nobody was looking… the way he looked at you, you never felt so ashamed of your own body like you were then… “You’re right, Zen, you’re right! I’m too nice to men, right? I’m the problem, they think I’m sending theses… signs and…”
“MC, what are you saying? This isn’t your fault at all! Don’t this to yourself… I… I don’t really think you’re too nice to everybody, you’re just… you, and if people take it on the wrong way, they’re the problem. Your boss is a fucking problem! So where do I find him to fix this problem?”
“Oh… oh no, Zen, please. Let’s calm down, I… he’s my superior and I don’t want to lose my job, I like my job, Zen!” “MC, I’m sorry, but I won’t let this happen. What if he does again? With you or with some of your colleagues?” he was right, today was you, who could it be tomorrow? “Okay… what do you suggest?” “I have something in mind, but you’ll have to be brave for this!”
Your boyfriend, having women like the biggest part of his fanbase, announced a campain on his Tripter account, asking his fans to write on a paper all the abusive and objectifying things they heard from bosses or male co-workers and post a photo, the hashtag made a huge success and he posted on his own account a photo of you holding your own paper with what you heard.
His fans, being the stalkers they are, soon find out where you worked, they gave bad reviews to the company all over social media and threat boycotting the company, they would take the bad reviews once the guy was fired. And that was exactly what happened.
You had no idea his fans could be so supportive to you, and you made sure to thank all of them through a video he also posted. “Zen is an awesome person who wants to make all the women in his life acknowledge their own strength. Thank you all so much!”
He was aware of this new boss being a douch, you would always trash talk the guy when you’d come home.
But it was mainly things related to work. But then he heard this: “And you should hear what he talked about my skirt, Yoosung! Really…” “What did he say about your skirt, MC?”
“Hum? Oh, something like ‘you keep coming dressed like that and I won’t take responsibility on what I’m going to do with you, foxy’ ugh… such a douch, right?”
Douch wasn’t really the word he was thinking, and your bluntness about that was… pretty concerning. “MC, we had a seminar at college about sexual harassment last month, you do realize that what he did to you is a crime, right?”
You sighed deeply. “Yes, I’m aware of it. But what can I do? He’s my boss! You know what happens with girls that make a report? They lose their job, some bosses are bad enough to make sure they never find a job on similar companies… it’s fucked up as it is, there’s nothing I can do except trying to be away, and I swear I’m trying, okay? Don’t worry!”
But he did worry. How could he not? You wouldn’t be able to keep the guy away forever and… oh, he didn’t even dare to imagine that, just thinking about it made his blood boil.
Hell hath no fury like a Yoosung protecting MC! He had to make sure you wouldn’t suffer any retaliation, so he send anonymous reports to the HR’s company telling he knew there was a potential rapist working there, and if they didn’t something about it, he would go to the press.
When they apparently didn’t take it seriously, he sent what he knew to some shitty tabloid, who actually accused the guy directly of being a rapist. It didn’t have any credibility, but having the company’s name associated to such a low publication like that… there is such a thing like bad publicity, indeed!
The guy was fired after all, Yoosung never told you that he was the responsible for it, and you never told him you knew he did that. It wasn’t really necessary keep talking about this when you’re too busy being happy.
She’s a woman too, she knows how to recognize the signs of a girl uncomfortable over something like this
The shame after being cat called on the street, the concerning about wearing some clothes thinking how they can be used as an excuse if something happens to you, the embarrassment, the guilty… even if it’s not your fault?
Jumin Han had a lot of problems about boundaries when she used to work for him, but he was always respectful and intimidating enough not to let anybody even try something with her, who knew one day she would feel bad that you hadn’t the same luck as her?
But you have someone even better! An amazing girlfriend who happens to be a black belt in judo and can teach you some personal defense techniques!
And if it wasn’t enough, maybe you should consider changing jobs? “But, Jaehee… what if I’m not good at anything else? At least I’m kinda successful there, I don’t know if I’m good enough to… start all over again…”
“And do you think I was 100% sure about leaving C & R and starting my own business? Of course I wasn’t, MC! But I had to take the risk…”
“I don’t know if I’m brave as you are, Jaehee…” “Well, a very wise woman told me once that it’s not about money, you have to pursue happiness.” “She sounds kinda naïve…” she giggled “You said that, MC!” “Oh, right… yeah, I’m pretty naïve, maybe that’s why this guy keeps coming to me…”
“Stop right there! It’s nothing about you, MC! This man is a jerk! And the way I see it, you are unhappy there, so get out! You’re smart, you’re talented, you will find something that suits you pretty soon.”
And a few weeks later, you were starting as a barista at her cafe. And you didn’t have a boss, you had a partner, how cool is that?
But you couldn’t stop worrying about other girls that worked there, so you made a formal complaint, endorsed by other women who worked there, most of them secretaries Jaehee kept contact with, she knew this could be useful eventually.
You didn’t tell him, you were scared because you knew what kind of things he could do.
He would, idk, buy the company and make you president of it and the guy your secretary. Yes, this was exactly what he would do! And it would be so weird and senseless…
But you couldn’t control the gossip on his own company, he overheard some employees talking about that guy who used to work at C & R and got promoted at the company you were working.
He remembered the guy, he had to come to press telling C &R wouldn’t condone with women being disrespected and the guy was withdrawn for undetermined time, Jumin didn’t even know he quit during this time and was already working somewhere.
He didn’t think nothing like this would ever happen to you, but he was curious and casually asked about it. “W-why do you ask?” your voice broke as soon as you opened your mouth.
“Nothing in particular… I was just curious, do you know him?” “Yeah, we’re at the same department.” “He is your co-worker, then?” “More like my boss…” Hmmm…
“MC, is there something I should know?” “N-no?” “MC…” how did he do that? He was collected and calm, his voice was monotone, he wasn’t doing anything rather than saying your name, yet you felt like he could see right through you…
“Jumin, I… I don’t want to talk about it…” you didn’t need to “As you wish, MC.”
The next day, you went to work and just saw the guy’s room empty. “Have you heard? He got fired and left the country. They say they found some things about him on his previous job at C & R…” one of your colleagues said, you definitely didn’t want to know what those things were.
Jumin made the HR department strict their criteria on hiring, he could never let a guy like this enter at his company again and treat the female employees like that. Oh, he did the same with the new company he bought, the one you worked (but no, he didn’t made you the president, much to your relief)
You’ve been acting weird ever since you came back from work, you were quiet and he could swear he heard you crying in the shower, this was bad…
What could it be that bad that you wouldn’t even talk to him? He needed to know, he needed to help you!
He knew violating your privacy once more was wrong, but seeing you like this was breaking his heart, so he hacked your phone.
And what he found made him almost punch one of his precious computers, those gross texts from that guy along with a dick pic… that was awful!
And when he remembered this guy was the one you’ve been talking about, that weird dude who just got promoted. Saeyoung lost it!
“Don’t be mad at me, please, but I hacked into your phone and I saw the texts. Why didn’t you tell me?” “I… was afraid and ashamed, how would you react if I told you my boss sent me a photo of his dick?” “I would be pissed at him, not at you!” he hugged you and comforted you “I’ll make him pay!”
“No, Saeyoung, NO! I don’t want to lose my job!” “Hey, he won’t know it was you, don’t worry… we have to do something, MC, today it’s just a dick pic, tomorrow he can be much more direct, you know what I mean?” both of you were sick just to think about this…
So Saeyoung just sent the conversation to a person in a higher position than the guy, along with a threat: “If you don’t do something about this, I swear I’ll let everybody know about those contracts” and he sent a copy of what else he found.
Next day, the guy was fired, and you got his job. Saeyoung swore he had nothing to do with that and he had proof! He showed you the emails your superiors exchanged talking about how you should have been the one promoted at the first place.
He knew something was off. You were acting as gloomy and distant a… well, himself.
He couldn’t ask you, he was afraid he might be invading your personal space or something like this.
But this was torturing him, you were coming from work sadder and sadder everyday.
So ironically, he invaded your personal space and followed you to work.
Only to find your boss touching your hair, his eyes rovering through your body, and what’s more agonizing: your uncomfortable expression.
He didn’t even think, he just caught himself over the guy punching him. “Saeran, stop it! Please!” you cried.
“Don’t you see she does not like it? Or you actually enjoy she’s not liking it, you fucking creep!?”
“Saeran…” your voice took him aback, he promised he would never let you see this side of him again, but just remembering your uncomfortable face made him see red… he tried to calm down.
“I’ll tell you what, asshole. If you don’t quit right now, I’ll make sure to erase this company from internet. I want to see what kind of business survives these days if they can’t be found on Google. Don’t think I won’t wreck this just like I did o your gross face!”
“Saeran, don’t do that…” “You are smart and competent enough to find another job wherever you please, MC. But I won’t let this guy stay in the same place with you, so It’s his choice…”
“Fuck this! You’re not even that hot, and your boyfriend is a freak! I’m out of this!” “Wise choice, and you’re half right on there, buddy. She is that hot, she is the hottest, actually, and yes, I’m a freak! A freak who will fucking whoop your ass if you don’t get the fuck out of here right now!” the dude went away, letting a trail of blood from his face.
“I’m sorry if I scared you now, it’s just… I can’t stay still letting someone treat you like this. I hope you don’t lose your job because of me…” “I’ll be fine as long as I have you” and you hugged him, he was so relieved you could not see him blushing right now.
He overheard a conversation between you and probably one of your co-workers.
“Yes, he tried to make a move on me again! Yeah, I keep telling him I have a boyfriend, but he doesn’t care, he said he’s the boss and I got to do what he says! I… I don’t know, but I’m pretty scared right now…”
He’s so mad, but in front of you he just smiles bluntly. So you two keep at that, both of you know something is really wrong, and just keep smiling trying not to worry each other.
But he won’t stay still knowing something bad can happen to you anytime. However, he’s really smooth.
So when he stopped by your work to bring you lunch, everybody liked him, even your boss, who invited him to a drink at his office.
“You’re the only man in your department, I suppose…” “Yeah, but it’s not as great as it looks, most of these girls are ugly, and the only decent one is pretty dumb, but hey, these are the best type, right?”
“I wouldn’t know, I can’t really see.” “Oh, sorry, dude. But yeah, there’s a girl here who’s very hot, but she plays hard to get, you know? It’s only a matter of time, wait and see.”
“I already told you I can’t really see.” His voice was low. “But there’s something here you don’t really need eyes to see. That very hot girl is not into you and she has a boyfriend, and you are a sexist jerk who’ll step away from her and from any other girl who works here if you know what’s best for you.”
“Or what?” V moved fast, placing his cane against the guy’s balls “Or else I’ll destroy these, since they are the only thing that you can count on to feel superior. Don’t test me.” And he got out of the office, letting the guy squirm in pain.
You never knew what made the guy finally back away, but deep inside you knew it had something to do with that day. He never denied or confirmed either.
Hello, here page 5, I really loved how this page was at the end. By the way this story is just my own conception of what would probably make the characters in these situations, so, I do not worry about the canon of the personalities lol. And if I love to make suffer to my favorite characters wuajajajaja ok no, it’s a joke, even my heart breaks when I draw things like that. But hey, I hope you enjoy this story. The translation of this page was made by a friend of mine, his name is Cris, although he does not belong to the fandom but he is the one who usually sent him my first sketches (Besides he was the one who got me the wacom tablet). See you later
p.d:.I do not know about you, but I love the contact photo of Chief Bogo.
AA!SteveTony - the one where the married dorks get on to becoming married dorks. Continued from this fic. For @ishipallthings <33
Word Count: ~1500 Warnings: None, only fluff
Steve opened his eyes with a start in the room he claimed as his in the SHIELD facility that the Avengers were temporarily calling home. The room was little more than a barracks; it should have been familiar, but nothing had felt familiar in a while.
Brows drawn in concentration, Steve focused on where he knew the speakers were located.
“Tony?” he rasped up at the ceiling, staring blindly into the dark. When there was no answer, he murmured wryly, “I’m losing sleep because of you.”
Summary: [Pre-serum] Steve Rogers is determined to get into the Army, but you and Bucky keep trying to persuade him that it’s not a good idea.
Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes
Warnings: fluff, cute af!Steve,
character deaths [?]
A/N:@redlipstickandplaid kinda requested this, I say kinda because she asked for some Fluffy Pre-Serum Steve where Buck and the reader try a deter Rogers from trying to join the army- and this, well, my brain had different ideas. Annie, don’t hate me too much, lmao <3
“You need to stop this, Steve,” you let out a sigh as you ran a hand through you hair, exasperated at your friends actions.
He shook his head, taking a seat on the couch. “I can’t. I have to do this,” he spoke with pure determination, that determination he always had every time he tried to enlist and still got denied on medical grounds. He wasn’t one to give up, that’s for sure.
There was a short silence before the door opened, revealing Bucky in his full army uniform. It was fair to say, he looked pretty angry.
“What were you thinking!” he threw his hat unceremoniously onto the spare chair in his frustration. Bucky took a deep breath, running a hand across his face, “you can’t keep doing this, man. Going as different names each time won’t change your medical records.”
“I just want to do something to help, alright?” Steve retorted, getting to his feet, a look of dismay across his face. “Everyone else is out there fighting and I’m just here- doing nothing to save anyone.”
It pained you to see him beat himself up over things that were beyond his control. “Steve, listen to me,” you walked over to him, your hand gently taking hold of his own, “you can help here, and you do help here. You help me just by being here, by being my friend in this crazy, horrible time.”
Those bright blue eyes looked up at you with slight hesitation before Steve spoke, “but I’m not enough, am I? I never will be,” he spoke in a broken tone before pulling away from your touch and making his way out of the house.
So I am doing a second play through (Just finished Chapter 7) of FFXV (of course as a new game + because who doesn’t enjoy slaughtering beasts and demons at a level 80 when they are level 10?) and there are so many things I am noticing that I did not notice the first time:
- First play through I never truly appreciated how beautiful of a man Ignis really is in this game.
- I feel like Ignis had to be aware to some degree that the reason the wedding was being held in Altissia was because Regis felt something might go down. I can’t fully believe that Ignis didn’t have some inkling on what was to come.
- It became very apparent to me how ok Lunafreya and Noct were about marrying each other. I mean they weren’t ok with the circumstances, but the fact that it would be to each other they seemed totally fine with.
- Ignis’s back flips during battle are everything.
- I can’t not believe that the boys didn’t give Prompto shit for taking a ‘self defense’ training class with Cor prior to departing on the trip.
- Cor clearly cares about the well being of Prompto.
- I get Xenia Warrior Princess vibes from Monica. I wish we got more screen time from her.
- If I was Gladio I would have been way more angry that Iris didn’t call me first before Noct.
- Ardyn is still the personification of stranger danger.
- The first time around I missed that Sania was at Hammerhead and Gladio was talking with her. I could only imagine what they were talking about lol.
- I feel like Takka lived for some in depth conversations about recipes with Ignis.
- Prompto clearly had it bad for Cindy, I mean pick that man’s jaw up off the floor bad for her. His feelings for Aranea and Iris were more casual “hey those girls are cute…” sort of thing.
- Noctis was a cocky little shit in Chapter 2.
- I still think the guys are idiots for taking Ardyn up on his ‘offers’.
- Did Carbuncle always photo bomb my photos or did that come from an update? Because it’s god damn cute.
- Base Busting is still as funny as it was when I did my first play through and Prompto really needs to start a side business doing this.
- The little details are still amazing the second time around.
- Apparently Iris can ride Chocobos and I never knew and her Chocobo in my game was hot pink and it was everything.
- Iris should have just come along for the whole journey, she is queen.
- Talcott talking about his late grandfather still breaks my fucking heart.
- Replaying the game makes me think that the girl Gladio meets during the ten years of darkness is someone who works at the power plant in Lestallum. I think the big guy has a thing for built women.
- I haven’t watched Kingsglaive but is Loqi and Caliglio in that movie? They just seem so random in this game to me.
- I feel like Dustin is the ninja assassin in the crownsguard and you can’t convince me otherwise.
- I love Prompto, don’t get me wrong, but my god sometimes he can be such a whiny bitch. It makes me wonder how on earth Ignis put up with that on their journey. Like I just envision Ignis yelling at him in the Regalia saying “he should have went when they were at the last rest stop and that he needs to hold it” since he will not pull over just so he can go pee and then Noct making some comment about going off the side and Ignis getting more mad lol.
- How many books did Gladio bring on this trip? So far I have seen a total of 3 different books.
- I get the Ignis/Aranea shippers…I 100% get it now and I am on board. I just want them to out sass each other and end up making out.
- I also am 100% in Gladnis hell on second play through.
- And I am still on the Noct/Iris train. I am really loving Iris more playing the second time.
- I need more Cor in my life, thank the six he is in Gladio’s DLC.
- Cid reminds me of a guy that has seen some shit in his life time and will never let you forget that fact.
- I really need to know what the Reggie/Cid fallout was.
- Even on second play through I still needed to give Prompto Chocobos over Gladio needing to make sure his sister was ok in Lestallum. He just needs to ride those Chocobos all day!
- I used to think I had a bad coffee addiction, until I was introduced to Mr. Ignis Scientia who quite literally gets cravings during battles and at inappropriate times. Like, Iggy seriously get your shit together.
- This game had some very under used strong female characters and I am very upset they were not used to their fullest.
- Aranea needs a spin off game.
- When Aranea is talking with Prompto about MT’s being demons my heart just broke and I cried a thousand tears. I am still unclear as to if he really knew he was an MT at that point (I mean I know he knows he was from Niffelheim) but the fact that he might have just made that conversation even harder to hear.
- Anyone else get the vibe that maybe Cindy either swings both ways or is into the ladies based on the fact that she coaxed Holly with a dinner? Just something about the way Holly talked about it made me get that vibe. Maybe it’s not so much that she is married to her job as it is that she plays for the other team. Or maybe Holly is really into her? I am ok with either.
- Dino is just a gigolo trying to make that dolla.
- Ardyn is still stranger danger 101.
- The Titan battle is hands down the best battle of the whole game.
- Also I don’t know how I missed the Fallgrove tomb being robbed and having no weapon in it the first play through I did.
- Gladio is way too casual about his scars when he rejoins the group. I would have never let him just brush it off like that. I mean the man’s chest looks like he just had open heart surgery.
- Also how could Noctis not know the hunter in the power plant was Gladio…it was painfully obvious even when you had the sound on mute.
- I definitely yelled at my TV screen “Fuck you Holly I am getting these demons even if I melt to death in this power plant” when she came over the radio telling me to abort the mission.
- I still overwhelmingly really love this game.
I will post again when I play through the rest of the game. But I can not wait for the Gladio DLC at the end of the month. Cor and him are looking so fine in that trailer. Also anyone else getting the vibes that Cor is really immortal from that? If he is I called it months ago lol.
A/N:Relevant to the Grammy’s happening soon…anon requested: “can you do an imagine where y/n stutters and she and shawn are at a red carpet event and an interviewer is rude about her stutter and shawn defends her?” I hope this is okay! X
I can feel my heart pounding as we pull up to the venue, my attention drawn to a long line of red carpet that seems like it never ends. Shawn grabs my hand, squeezing it gently, before giving me a comforting smile. “You’re going to do great, Y/N. Just act like you’re talking to me and me only.” He says, never taking his eyes off mine. I smile weakly and nod at him before bringing his hand up to my mouth and kissing it. The door is opened as we come to a complete stop. I step out of the car as my red dress falls out behind me. The lace detail of my dress is perfectly shaped to my collarbones. My stomach is doing flips and I can feel my throat getting dry. I hope I look okay.
Everywhere I look, there’s a different and extravagant gown, worn by the most beautiful women. They make me feel as if I’m a thirteen year old in a club, the feeling of misplacement is overwhelmingly real. I hold Shawn’s hand slightly tighter as he looks at me, a little concerned. “You look so beautiful…” He says to me quietly, he nose nuzzled in my hair to ensure I’m the only one who hears him. I shy away, only for his hot breath to return to my hair. “I mean it. You’re the most amazing girl here, Y/N.” I look up at him as his eyes sparkle from the camera flashes beside us. “Shawn! Shawn! Shawn Mendes!” A television reporter yells. Shawn looks at me once more before guiding me over to the reporter.
it actually breaks my heart to see that they’re always constantly apologizing to monbebes for not winning and like…. they honestly don’t need to. they’ve been working so hard and they know we’ve been working so hard :/// it hurts my heart to see the members having to force a smile when they post those group photos after the music shows were finished because it’s so heartbreaking having to see them keep it in and feel like they don’t deserve us when clearly we don’t deserve them
This photo makes me feel so many different things. Every time I see this picture I feel pure love. I feel a connection that is genuine and heart warming. It makes me crave a relationship more than just physical attraction, but a connection with someone where our hearts beat for the same thing. This photo shows me that there is still genuine love in the world no matter what gender your significant other is. It also breaks my heart because they had a plan for their coming out and it was ruined by an opportunist and disrespectful ass fans. Whether they are still together or not this picture will always remind me that no matter what happens there’s always the chance of more. ❤️❤️❤️❤️ @ssweet-dispositionn