this picture had to be somewhere in my room

I just remembered that I had a dream last night where Brendon had a little bird tattooed on his wrist and when I asked about what it meant he was like “it’s for my bird George” and I was like “you don’t have a bird haha” and he was like “um yes I do I’ve had him for 14 years” and he started showing me pictures of panic! through the years with birds badly photoshopped into the photo somewhere and it was so obviously not real and he was demanding I tell him that I loved his bird and made me admit that “he was real” and he wouldn’t let me leave the room until I apologized to his tattoo. It was a long night.

Hogwarts! Joshua

Requested by anon: “can you write seventeen hogwarts au? Joshua is possible?”

  • everyone knew about Joshua Hong 
  • the perfect perfect
  • he was a fifth year Hufflepuff 
  • same house and year as you 
  • so you saw him often as you both shared classes 
  • it came as no surprise when he was chosen as a prefect 
  • but he was surprisingly cool, letting minor things go if it didn’t endanger anyone or if it was for special occasions 
  • especially if they were his friends, he just couldn’t say no to them 
  • everyone’s favorite prefect because he was so nice and liked giving warnings rather than punishments 
  • caught out past curfew by a few minutes, 
  • he’d show you a secret passage to getting back to the dorms without running into teachers 
  • if you passed him on the train, he’d stop to compliment you after asking you how your summer went 
  • and no surprise he knew the lady pushing the trolley around on a first name basis 
  • and asking her how her family was and everything 
  • and complimenting her uniform
  • she always slipped him chocolate frog cards he didn’t have for his collection 
  • and he’d thank her and buy out half the trolley before sharing it with all the kids in the next few carriages 
  • Joshua was good at everything, smart and friendly too 
  • not a single person could find something wrong with the guy or criticize him in any way 
  • no matter what house someone was in, they new Joshua Hong
  • because the guy did everything 
  • perfect exam scores in charms, potions, DATDA, transfiguration, herbology 
  • you name it, Hong Jisoo did well in it 
  • and he was so nice to everyone and a gentleman wherever he went  
  • holding open doors to classrooms for people or picking up fallen quills or books that people dropped and returning it to them with a small smile 
  • one time a girl accidentally set the quill she was writing with on fire from a wayward charm 
  • Joshua had quickly extinguished it with aguamenti and gave her a new quill 
  • suffice to say, plenty of witches had crushes on him 
  • and no one could hate the guy for anything 
  • literally, if you tried hating him, Joshua somehow managed to make you like him 
  • disliked him for being too smart? 
  • he’d say he wasn’t really smart, he just tries hard to study his best and he has smart friends who show him how to do stuff 
  • and then talk about some random episode of spongebob bc it’s Joshua
  • which plenty of people wouldn’t understand except the other muggle borns 
  • he’d be a huge dork quoting random episodes and just being a meme 
  • everyone was always asking him for advice or to look over their homework for them 
  • and although he never lets anyone copy his 
  • goody two shoes you know
  • he somehow had the time to always give advice to everyone and save their grade 
  • he played as a chaser for Hufflepuff’s Quidditch team too 
  • it wasn’t enough to be intelligent, he was athletic and dedicated too
  • spending even stormy days out in the field practicing long after some of his teammates had called it quits 
  • looked damn fine in quidditch robes too yes 
  • in his third year, he had led the Hufflepuff team to victory 
  • scored 30 points in the last minutes before their seeker finally caught the snitch, bringing the score to 270-300 
  • he was every teacher’s favorite too 
  • they couldn’t help it 
  • he was always offering to help out teachers with anything they may need 
  • although he didn’t sit in the front of any of his classes 
  • and he was too quiet to raise his hand to answer any questions sometimes 
  • if a teacher ever made the mistake of assuming Joshua wasn’t listening to the question 
  • they got roasted as Joshua Hong not only got the question right, but probably corrected some error they made in their lecture earlier 
  • which he would only point out in the most respectful and polite way
  • “Professor, did you mean to say aconite or monkshood instead of mandragora?“ 
  • and if no one knew the answer to a question 
  • all Joshua needed was a glance from the teacher and he’d have the correct answer ready to go 
  • the boy sang in chorus too 
  • his voice was heavenly 
  • some magical entity had to have graced Joshua with every goddamn talent in the universe 
  • he supposedly played guitar amazingly well 
  • only his dorm mates knew though, he always packed his guitar in his trunk somehow 
  • and brought it out to play sometimes 
  • it always surprised everyone when they found out he was muggle born
  • like he was too good at everything wtf how have you only been doing magic for a few years 
  • but no one dared say anything about it 
  • bc he had so many friends from all the houses 
  • say something mean about Joshua or just something even remotely critical 
  • and like five different people will interject saying how he’s basically a human unicorn 
  • and how dare you call Shua anything but the perfect prefect 
  • and he could easily beat anyone in a duel if his friends dragged him into one 
  • and probably profusely apologize while bowing at ninety degrees and helping bandage and heal any injuries he may have caused 
  • it was theorized he might have a time-turner 
  • how else could he get all his papers done and still manage quidditch practice and chorus? 
  • and also reorganizing textbooks in the library with his wand while the librarian recommended him books he hadn’t read before since he had read many of them 
  • and helping the kitchen elves by explaining the concept of lactose intolerance and gluten free and other things that helped people with dietary restrictions and food allergies feel comfortable eating all food 
  • he also helped an elf who once tripped over the recently mopped floor
  • Madam Pomfrey was always glowing about Shua bc he always brought students who were sick flowers and books to read and always gave her chocolates 
  • he also was often seen consoling random paintings and ghosts in Hogwarts and he knew all of them by their first names 
  • and while some people wanted to hate Joshua 
  • he could say a few words and any negative feelings you had toward him were gone 
  • “You really deserved that win, you guys have been practicing so hard lately on the quidditch field, good job!“ 
  • "How did you you come up with a way to start your potions paper so well? I should be asking you to edit mine." 
  • "you have to show me that spell you did the other day with the lights and confetti, I want to use it for a friend’s birthday.”
  • “My owl? Oh his name is Flufferson, I have a picture do you want to see? He’s probably somewhere flying around, enjoying the fresh air, the cutie.”
  • “I have a puppy at home, it’s a Maltese and I named it Sebongie, I think it’s a cute name." 
  • on weekends, you could probably see Joshua buying sugar quills for some third years who had forgotten their silver sickles or bronze knuts
  • or in the common room teaching kids how to use his iPhone to watch YouTube and anime 
  • always with his group of friends from all the houses 
  • his group of friends was big, 13 of them in all 
  • his best friends were Jeonghan from slytherin and Seungcheol from Gryffindor since they were all the same age 
  • one time, Jeonghan had tried to prank some Hufflepuff students by hexing their book bags into releasing a bunch of little rubber snakes 
  • but he was caught by Joshua 
  • and Joshua made him apologize 
  • you don’t mess with Joshua’s kids 
  • the next day Jeonghan’s clothes kept dropping rubber snakes everywhere
  • Joshua would hide his laughter behind his hand and then compose himself 
  • “That should actually keep you awake in potions then." 
  • and everyone around them would be dying from laughter and patting Joshua on the back 
  • for a gentleman the guy knew how to be savage sometimes 
  • ofc as a fifth year in Hufflepuff you knew Joshua 
  • you even sat pretty close to him in charms 
  • and although you couldn’t hate the guy 
  • it gets low key annoying when your friends always act like his biggest fan
  • "Shua’s practicing down at the quidditch field, GET THE SIGNS GIRLS!" 
  • "We have a transfiguration exam y'all what are you doing?" 
  • "Supporting our Hong Jisoo, y/n. The quidditch match is next weekend and we want to beat the slimy smiles off of those Slytherins’ faces." 
  • one day in charms the professor had to assign a partner project 
  • naturally everyone paired up 
  • and you’re like chill I’ll just ask
  • you look around and all your friends are already paired up 
  • and of course you’re like great forever alone that’s me I need to get me an even number of friends… 
  • "Y/n do you need a partner?” Joshua asks you from the seat two students down from you 
  • and everyone goes quiet
  • because Joshua usually always partners up with one of his friends 
  • and you look to his normal friend group 
  • and see sure enough all of them have partners too 
  • “Sure, Joshua.” You say scrunching your nose
  • at least you’ll actually have a partner who tries and doesn’t make you do all the work by yourself (LIKE LAST TIME COUGH COUGH YOUR FRIEND) 
  • you both decide to meet at the library the next weekend to work on it 
  • “OMG y/n Joshua never asks anyone outside his friend group. What if he likes you?!?!? You guys would be such a power couple ACK." 
  • "Shut up.” you laugh and playfully hit your friend’s arm while packing your book bag 
  • “I’m not pretty enough for everyone’s golden gentleman Joshua, he was just being nice because you all ditched me." 
  • "I’m glad we did, make me the maid of honor at your wedding and thank me later." 
  • when you reach the library, Joshua is already there talking to Jeonghan 
  • "The girl in your charms class? Well whatever we can hang out next weekend. But Shua that assignment isn’t due in weeks… makes sense the both of you are smart aleks." 
  • you clear your throat 
  • "welp bye Joshua, oh and we’re all getting butter beer later at hogsmeade don’t forget." 
  • Joshua laughs and waves Jeonghan goodbye 
  • "it’s a nice day, should we sit out by the lake and say hi to the giant squid?" 
  • "sure I guess" 
  • you didn’t want to have a crush on Joshua 
  • bc then you’d be one of those girls, the ones always trailing behind him and trying to get his attention 
  • and walking by fluttering their eyelashes and saying "Hey Joshua." 
  • but as you were both crossing the grounds to the lake 
  • you kept giving him sideways glances 
  • the way his light brown hair became lightly tousled in the breeze - or his small smile 
  • or the gentle humming of a song you weren’t familiar with 
  • Focus you’re working on an assignment geez 
  • you both sat down at the edge of the lake and brainstormed ideas for your project 
  • and somewhere along the way the convo shifted to just talking about summer and your home 
  • "You’re muggle born too? Then have you ever watched Naruto?" 
  • Joshua was a dork you realized, a cute one 
  • "Sebongie? Yea I miss her like crazy, I was tempted to bring her in my trunk but I have Flufferson already." 
  • ah shit 
  • you were starting to like like Joshua 
  • he was too nice and cute especially when talking about his pets and how they brightened his day 
  • or the many hilarious adventures he had with his friends 
  • or how he missed his family 
  • he was a good listener too 
  • you talked about your hamster at home 
  • it loved eating carrots and you had originally wanted to name it mochi 
  • but you had settled for Carrot after it’s favorite food 
  • and you told Joshua about how you had always loved playing quidditch with your family but you never tried out for the Hufflepuff team 
  • his friends must have caught on to your feelings before Joshua did, Joshua was kind of clueless about all the crushes people had on him
  • Jeonghan ended up putting his arm on your shoulder while walking to the library to meet up with Joshua 
  • "You should just tell him you like him." 
  • "and get a pity rejection, lmao in what world would I do that Jeonghan.”
  • “Suit yourself.” He said giving you a sly smile 
  • right before shoving you into a broom closet 
  • and locking the damn door behind you 
  • "You should thank your friend later, she told me about your little crush on our Shua, luckily for you I approve." 
  • you tried unlocking the door with your wand but to no avail 
  • you even tried picking the lock with a hairpin 
  • "Hey y/n listen to this." 
  • "Jeonghan I’m telling the head of slytherin later get ready for your ass whooping." 
  • but you hear someone running down the hallway outside the door 
  • "Jeonghan what do you mean y/n got in an accident? Where is she?" 
  • you go dead silent, it’s Joshua 
  • "Yah, look you came running and everything if you like her just tell her geez." 
  • you hold your breath as you hear what Joshua says next 
  • "She probably doesn’t like me back ok? I’m not good at these things, she’s cute and interesting and I’m boring and I don’t know ok Jeonghan, just tell me where she is no time for jokes we have to work on the project.”
  • “alright, I’d like to just say that you brought this upon yourself and you can thank me later." 
  • "what are you talking about Jeonghan-" 
  • and the closet door clicks open and Jeonghan pushes Joshua, where he bumps into you sending the both of you sprawling on the floor and the door slams shut yet again
  • Joshua picks himself up and helps you up 
  • and even in the dim closet you can see him blushing like crazy 
  • you’re probably no better you feel like you have a fever that won’t. go. away. Goddamnit. 
  • "Jeonghan underestimates me.” He said giving a nervous chuckle and reaching for his wand 
  • he easily unlocks the door 
  • and Jeonghan is out there bending over dying of laughter 
  • and both you and Joshua are just blushing like crazy and awkwardly standing next to each other 
  • “Did you hear everything?” Joshua says so quietly it’s almost a whisper - “yes?” You say 
  • Joshua’s eyes widen and he gives Jeonghan (who’s still laughing even harder now at the sight of the two of you) a glare 
  • Joshua points his wand at Jeonghan LIKE boi I’ll be seeing you later - Jeonghan runs away cackling down the hallway 
  • “You can just pretend it didn’t happen.” Joshua says flustered looking everywhere but your face 
  • “I’ll understand if you don’t like me ba-" 
  • "It was driving me crazy did you really not know I like you too Joshua?” Wow did I just say that, stupid stupid stupid whyyyyy you think to yourself
  • he looks up at you in surprise 
  • “Wait really? Jeonghan isn’t paying you to say that right?" 
  • "lmao no I’m going to murder Jeonghan after this." 
  • "I’d help you but he’s my best friend so…" 
  • "Do you want to maybe just get a butter beer at Hogsmeade instead?" 
  • "I’d love to." 
  • and from then on you two were known as darling couple 
  • Hogwarts’ gentleman Joshua and you 
  • basically everyone’s relationship goals 
  • and your friend groups both took responsibility for getting you two together
  • Joshua would send you little notes that were folded into cranes and bewitched to float over to your desk 
  • and everyone would sigh and think how sickeningly adorable seeing you read his message 
  • and looking at all the little hearts he had doodled during class 
  • "Joshua Hong, let me repeat the question.” The professor would say 
  • “I never usually have to ask you twice what’s wrong?" 
  • "Joshua got a girlfriend, professor." 
  • and the whole class would burst out laughing with you and Joshua blushing like crazy and his friends wolf whistling 
  • you’d walk with each other to your next class with your hand in his 
  • "Get a room Shua, no one needs to see this.” Jeonghan smirked as he walked towards the potions classroom in the dungeons - you and Joshua both just ignore him 
  • “Let’s hex his clothes again with those snakes." 
  • "Better yet, can we lock him in a broom closet?" 
  • "Deal." 
  • and you both walk into your next class, plotting Jeonghan’s imminent doom together

Originally posted by junsbug


~ admin jess


request: yes

plot/request:  Could I have an imagine where Jason’s s/o is almost like best friends with Damian and they hang out together and Jason doesn’t know this and he gets a little jealous? Thank you!


For a song imagine if its OK could you do one based on Dollhouse by Melanie Martinez please? Maybe with Damian feeling like he has to be perfect so Bruce will accept him? If not it’s OK thank you for all your writings each one is sooo good!

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warning(s): jealousy, not feeling good enough

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Little Beta(s) Chapter 24

Prompt: Liam get’s turned at an early age and he looks at you as his guardian/parent. Plus you’re dating Scott who’s always trying to look after him. (10 year gap between Liam and reader)

Pairing: Liam Dunbar x Reader (platonic) Scott McCall x Reader, Derek Hale (younger and platonic) x Reader


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naira-a  asked:

AHHHHHH my Taejin heart! I remember reading it somewhere but I wasn't sure if it was a 100% true! On the anniversary conference I remembered Taehyung explaining that whenever he was cleaning out his room, he gave the things he didn't want to the other members and then I remember him mentioning that he left something for Jin this morning on his bed but I had no idea it was also referring to that! OHMYGOSH I want a picture of a sleeping Taejin in Jin's bed!

Yep it’s 1000% true, Taejin sleep together!

So here is a second master post on this fascinating theme.

I was doing some research and Jin said like tons of times that Taehyung sleeps on his bed every night.

Here is a vintage one, Jin said V slept on his bed since the early days (first dorm era)! He said V always picked the bed next to his in order to come to Jin’s bed during his sleep… and my heart just cannot with the mental picture of little V crawling into Jinnie’s bed at night using his slumber as an excuse to sleep with his crush!

Notice that Jin used the word ALWAYS, and now in 2017, years later he still says that V “lives” in his bed. So I think there is no doubt Jin and V want us to know they still sleep together. And now there is no ‘beds next to each other’ excuse since Jin has his own cute pink room with a comfy double bed! 

On Hello Counselor, just now in 2017 Jin also said Tae keeps invading his tiny bed to sleep! LoL the way he ‘scolded’ him was too cute cause if he really wanted Taehyung to stop sleeping with him, he’d probably would have done something years ago. 

Now the Taejin national tv rant is just humorous Jin making sure everyone understands he and V are two adult men that sleep together.

And the way Jin said his bed is tiny and it gets uncomfortable for two men to share it just gives me war flashbacks of all Taejin hugs and Jin on top of V on that tiny couch in Japan…

Jin also said this…

And here is the Japanese interview of Jin saying he should hit V in the bootie for coming to his bed every night…naughty! 

War flashbacks again…

And here is my two cents, it’s fine, everybody in the band is really close and they are all bros and soulmates and everybody love each other. But ya know Taejin is just something else entirely. You can say they are just joking but really? For years an years saying they sleep together? 

Why would two adult men sleep on the same bed for years? Why would Tae go to Jin’s bedroom everynight for years? Why choose Jin to sleep with? If he is closer to Jimin and JK, if those are the V ships the band pushes publicly why is Jin the one he keeps doing 'romantic’ things with? And I’m sorry but the mother and son bond the fandom applies to Taejin just don’t do justice to the affection both Jin and Tae are trying so hard to openly display. 

Everybody in the band is super close but somehow Taejin is the only pair in the band saying they sleep together. One can say perhaps their friendship is too strong and its natural for two adult men to be brotherly close to each other enough to sleep in the same bed for years so it is open to one’s personal interpretation. 

But for me everything they have been doing (V’s jealousy, how they behave, couple clothes, holding hands when they don’t see cameras, sleeping together, answering the same things, secret dates alone, how V sees no one else when Jin is around, the way they look at each other and even how the band behaves around them…) imply they are together and don’t really care to hide it.

A cute one of the many many Taejin moments on 2017 Japan Fan Meeting…

And oh yes, please we need to see them on Jin’s tiny bed…'sleeping’ or not!

Lots of love, tks for the ask and Taejin kisses.

This Crazy thing called love. || 3

Authors Note: Here is Part 3, I hope you guys enjoy it, sorry it is short, kinda have a headache and struggled to come up with a good idea for this one. :) xx

Part One

Part Two

You can find my blurb Master list HERE

“So is it over? Is it really it? You’ve given up so easily. I thought you loved me more than this.”

There is a lot that can be said about New York, from the amazing coffee shops I have accomplished to find, to the freezing cold air I am far from used too, but along with everything, I am lonely. I feel somewhat lost and disconnected with the world.

All that makes sense is my work and that is because I have thrown myself head first into it. I haven’t had too much time to take notice of the loneliness I have been harboring, I have been too busy with writing articles and doing interviews— I have barely even managed to get ahold of Harry— I guess the two of us have busy schedules. Well, so I thought.

This morning I was sitting in my temporary office, a lukewarm coffee in my hand, my eyes scanning my laptop screen as I began to think about the next piece of writing I was to write, revolving around the fundamentals of love. I much prefer to stick to the articles about daily issues, realistic and true celebrity news, but the next two weeks are designated to writing about love. Something I have yet to completely understand or feel.

Well, love was the last thing on my mind the moment a magazine was slapped down on my desk by assistant, her lips pursed into a straight line. I glanced down at the cover, and in that moment my heart ceased and the breath was taken from me. There he was, Harry, on the front cover of the magazine.

I didn’t read past the title, “You of all people know this is fake, just because it is printed, doesn’t mean it is reputable,” I slid the magazine to the edge of my desk, and my assistant shook her head at me.

“You know there is always a little truth to every lie.. There are pictures.” She informed me, torturing me when she opened to page six, broadcasting the pictures that explicated Harry and some girl on his arm, the two of them resembling very cosy and loving. Something I never see.

In that moment, I knew why it was arduous for us to get ahold of each other, it was because it was all one-sided. I presumed there was something, I believed that what I was commencing to welcome wasn’t just wine infused or one-sided. I thought I was playing on his mind just like he was playing on mine, I thought the struggle between our communication was because of the distance and time differences, turns out, it was because of another woman being in the picture. I thought the texts were going somewhere, I thought we were moving from friendship to relationship… I thought… I thought he felt the same things I had been feeling, but how unexpectedly was I incorrect. Entirely, bitterly, wrong.

I lie awake in my hotel room, the sheets gracing the skin of my body as I stare up at the ceiling attempting to figure out where I went wrong while a warm body breathes beside me. I tilt my head to glance at the man beside me, Christian, his dirty blond hair falling around him messily, his blue eyes dreaming tightly. 

I didn’t know what else to do after finding out about Harry… I found myself in the nearest bar, suffocating my sorrows in some Jack and Coke, something that Harry would usually order for me for fun, but tonight, I ordered it for myself because I was too late in realising that I was in love with him.

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Even my phone misses your call

Word Count: 546

Warnings: None

Harry ripped off the page from his notebook, throwing it to the ground next to the other ten he had already discarded.

He hadn’t been able two write a decent sentence since you broke up. Not even a break up song. Nothing. His routine had turn into sleeping till noon, eating trash food on the couch, then let the TV played on the background while he tried unsuccessfully to write a song. He hadn’t exercised in what felt like years, he had an unusual amount of facial hair and his hair was long and messy. He was a disaster and he knew it but there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn’t function without you.

Technically you hadn’t break up. You had ask him for some time apart, needing to concentrate on getting your PhD and not being able to do that when there was a constant crowd outside your apartment waiting for your boyfriend to come out.

The last months had been rough. His address had somehow been spread on twitter, and while most of his fans had made a hashtag to try and convince people to respect his privacy, the most intense ones had been camping outside his door, even trying to get into the building by ringing the neighbor’s bells, pretending to be delivery or stuff. You couldn’t take it anymore and he knew it. He had promise you you two would move out but he needed to finish working at the studio first, his first album being half finished; he couldn’t just leave, so you left.

He took his phone, checking to see if you had texted him or even tried to reach him somehow. He found, once more, that you hadn’t. You did answer to his texts though, when he asked you how were you and stuff, but you never texted first.

His phone screen started lighting on and off repeatedly and he ended up turning it off. It had been failing since he spilled a beer on it but he hadn’t cared enough to go and buy a new one.

Guess I’m not the only one who can’t function without you.

Then it clicked.

He looked at his notebook, all the pages written or ripped off. He started pacing around the living room, trying to find a new one or something he could use to write.

He found a picture of both of you at the bottom of one of his drawers. He had kept it there during the week you had been absent, too painful to look at it and know you weren’t there anymore.

I’m sorry, wish I could do this somewhere else. He took it out of its frame, turning it around to write over the white surface.

By the way, even my phone misses you.

He contemplated the thought, trying to write a song around it, but it didn’t feel quite right.

He crossed it out, writing the second version:

Even my phone misses your call, by the way.

He ended up going to bed at 3 AM that morning, after emailing the band the lyrics he had write to let them know they would be working on a melody the next day.

He also made a mental note to buy a new phone.

A Way to You Again: Part 13

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count:  1067

Catch Up Here

Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

Author’s Notes: Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for the request! 

Originally posted by coporolight

We rode in silence back to Stark tower. There were so many things I wanted to say, but I found myself unable to say any of them. As I stared out the window of the cab I reflected on all the things that Bucky had shared with me. He had been right – I hadn’t known much about him in so many ways. His past, his parents, and his sister had all seemed like distant things to me, but they were as much a part of him as I was now. I bit my lip nervously as my fingers wrapped around his – which hesitantly did the same.  We continued our way in silence – the simple contact saying all the things our lips dared not.

As the elevator doors to the compound open I finally built up my resolve enough to speak. “Bucky – today… it… I never knew… Thank you for showing me,” I said softly as I placed my hand on his chest. He remained silent as he turned to face a large stack of papers and notebooks on the table in the common room.

“There’s more,” he added softly as he led the way to the table. He grabbed the stacks and turned to face me. “You’ve seen the human side of me. The side that I’m most terrified of losing. Now you need to see the other side of me… the monster I was for so many years,” he explained sadly as he handed the stacks to me. He lifted a hand to stop me as I opened my mouth in protest. “You need to understand why you deserve so much more than me,” he explained before walking off to leave me with the weight of his past before me.

I decided to go somewhere other than my room, given the gaping hole in the wall that separated Bucky’s room from my own, to sort through Bucky’s past. As I opened the first folder I smiled to myself at the picture of a young Bucky in his military uniform. I traced my fingers over the yellowed paper affectionately as I wondered what it would have been like to meet him then. My smile quickly faded as I read over what followed. Fury had managed to scrape together most of H.Y.D.R.A.’s notes regarding the experiments done on Bucky. I felt sick to my stomach as I continued to read the doctor’s notes line by line. Of course that was nothing compared to what came after the experiments. Before me was the story of Bucky as H.Y.D.R.A. would have had it told. The faces of each victim – their story, and the story of their ending stared back at me from the pages. They were from all walks of life, and no doubt met a fearful handing at the hands of the man I loved.

I finally put the last of the pile down as the New York sky was melting into dusk. I knew Bucky wouldn’t want my pity, and I tried to swallow it, but found it damn near impossible to get rid of. All those years – those years of fighting to hold on to who he was, and subsequently having his memories altered to the point of being nothing more than a machine. I brushed the tears from my eyes as I shuddered at the thought. He had never talked about it – not more than in passing. Of course I had always known that it was worse than he let on, but I had never let myself fully imagine what it had been like. Once again, it was something in an obscure past that I hadn’t been a part of, and Bucky was right, to truly love someone you had to be able to see all of them. I swallowed thickly before pushing off my chair to search for him.

I found him sitting in the dark of his room with his head in his hands. He seemed taken aback when he looked up to see me entering in the room, but quickly reigned in his emotions. “Done so soon?” he asked flatly as he looked away from me. “I didn’t even expect you to come in and tell me…”

I halted in front of him. It took me a moment to realize that Bucky had resigned himself into believing that I would leave him after knowing the details of his past. “Bucky,” I began softly but he cut me off.

“Look it’s fine. It’s a lot to handle. I can’t handle it – I don’t know why I even thought…” he stopped as I crouched down in front of him, placing my hand on his.

“Bucky, will you just shut up so I can talk?” I asked softly. He nodded in silence as he looked down at me. “I will never be able to truly understand the things you went through. No one will. But those things don’t make me feel any different about you. If anything they showed me how remarkable of a man you are to still be here, and to be capable of so much love.” At this he smiled sadly as he brushed my hair from my eyes with his free hand.

“Ever the optimist – one day that optimism is going to get you killed doll,” he replied softly as he caressed my face. I grimaced at this – causing his brows to knit together in confusion. “What is it?” he asked – an edge of worry in his voice.

“It’s my turn to show you me – all of me,” I added softly as I leaned forward to kiss him. His lips were soft but strong – holding their own as the kiss continued. It felt as if I had finally made my way home after a long journey.  As Bucky’s hands moved down my body softly, I slowly broke away from the kiss. He looked at me puzzled as I stood. “Pack your bags Barnes – I’m taking you home,” I added before leaving his room to do the same.

Bucky needed to see that he wasn’t the only one with ghosts. Mine still haunted me to the point that they nearly tore me away from him completely. As I walked to my bedroom his words echoed in my mind, “Ever the optimist – one day that optimism is going to get you killed…” Little did he know how close he was to being right.

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100 Days of Practice - Day 30

Today I had a long day of practicing and chamber rehearsals, and I’m absolutely loving this camp and these people 😍 and today I fulfilled my dream of playing on a Steinway!!! 😍😍😍😍 I would describe the sound as lying somewhere tropical on a feather bead, while having chocolate poured over you after winning the lottery 😜 so naturally, I excitedly freaked out to @itsaviolathing and took a bunch of pictures 🎹👌

DAY6 reacting to their s/o pranking them

A/N I do not own any of the gifs.


he just came home from practise a s usual. When he opened the door he was greeted by the smell of food. “You actually cooked?” He asked suprised, but he wasn’t complaining. When you started to eat he was a little suspicious since you had a smug smirk on your face, he realized why when he tasted the food. it was like eating just salt. you bursted out laughing, but you gave him an orange, while you were ordering takeout. “Atleast you can’t put salt into this.2 He stated before eating a piece of it. “you sure?” “How the..?” He cursed when he tasted the similiar taste of salt in his mouth again “A magician can never tell their secret.” You teased. “Oml I hate you.”

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he was sleeping calmy next to you, but waking up to you askig him to come to the store with you. “Okay i’ll just go brush my teeth.” “No you can do that later.” “Whatever.” he laughed a bit. Whats so funny Sungjin asked you when you were filming and laughing at him “Nothing.” You quickly awnsered.You arrived back to your flat and hefinally went to bruah his teeth. “Y/n are you serious!?” He yelled at you when he looked in the bathroom mirror. You had caked makeup on his face. “but my eyeliner is so sharp it could cut a bitch tho.”Sungjin said while flipping the imaginary long hair off of his shoulder sassily.

Originally posted by busan-calling


“Y/n have you sen my phone?” “No, why?” “I guess I lost it.” he said while looking under the couch. “Did you leave it in the car?” you suggested.He went to look for it, but after a while came back without it. “I’ll go back to the dormto see if i left it there.” he said while loking for the dorm key. “Where is it?” he thought to himself. “I can call your phone though.” The phone started ringing and he triend to hear where the sound of his ringtone was coming from. he looked up and saw his phone AND his keys taped to the ceiling. “Are you kidding me?” He laughed at you while looking for a chair to stand on to get his belongings back down.

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“Wonpil, why aren’t you paying attention to me?” You whined to your boyfriend who had been working all morning. “I really need to get this done okay?.” He said still not even looking at you. Then you had an idea.”I’m gonna go to a friends house then, since you are such good company.” In reality you were going to the dorm. You told about your prank to Jae and he agreed to help you. After an hour Wonpil called you. “Hey babe, I just finished work, where are you?” “At the dorm I got bored so i asked Jae to keep me company.” You lied. He said he would be there in a minute. After arriving at the dorm he started asking you what you wanted to do and you both agreed to go eat somewhere, “Oml.” You and jae heard Wonpil yell after he went to change in his room. It was full of pictures of Jae. “Now my room looks uglier than that pink sweater.” Wonpil cryed out, but he started smiling againg after you went to tape one of your pictures onto the wall. “It looks so much better now.” he stated while hugging you.

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There was a yearly prank war going on between you two and it was the last day before you two had agreed to end it. You thought you had been winning, but knowing him he wan’t about to win. He knew you had a big fear of clowns and you knew he was going to use that knowlege.“Y/n…” He said while in a killer clown outfit.You started to fake a panick attack and started to face cry. He immediately took the mask off to look if you were actually okay and stuff. “You really thought you were gonna win?” You said to his ear while he was hugging you and trying to calm you down.”So..That was a prank? I can’t belive you. He laughed out a bit salty from his loss.

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Into You (Theo Raeken Smut)

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Originally posted by loveviral

Request: Can you do a theo raeken smut where ur really insecure and he always compliments u, but u never believe him, and he gets fed up, so he fucks you senseless, and keeps denying your orgasm. OR smtn Like that…but can u make is rough Asf please!!!!!!!!!!

 A/n: i’m getting kind of uncomfortable writing smut, like it’s very cringy but at the same time i cant stop writing it?¿ If there’s any mistake sorry, i didn’t re-read this. REMINDER, THAT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL, LOVE YOU GUYS!  Go follow @Imaginequeen12 ,they write great imagines!

 Theo was about to arrive any minute and i still haven’t picked out a dress. My room was filled with dresses everywhere. One would be too big, the other too tight or it’ll make me look fat. I sigh and sat on my bed, running my fingers through my hair. I look down at the floor and my eyes ended up on a black lace dress.

 I picked it up and put it on and surprisingly, it fit me well. I didn’t look like the most beautiful person out there, but it’ll work. I quickly did my hair and my makeup when i hear a knock on my door. I went downstairs, opening the door and there stood Theo, looking handsome as ever.

 “Babe, you look gorgeous.” He compliments, taking my hand and making me twirl around for him. He eyed me up and down and i could feel how he’s judging me. I’d never be the skinny and pretty girl he wants me to be. 

I was never the prettiest girl in school. There was always someone else who was much better than me. I never liked the way my stomach looked or the way my nose fits my face. I didn’t like who i am and sometimes I wonder why the hell is Theo with me? When he could get any girl he wants.

 “Thanks.” I mumble as i grab my purse and ready to leave the door when he stops me. He turned me around and made me look at him. 

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Hello Hello

Jughead x Reader
A really shit, short imagine slightly based on Hello Hello by Fickle Friends (Please check out the song, and the band guys. I love them so much!)
Jughead and the reader are in a relationship but she worries about how much time he is spending on his novel. 

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

Hello Hello 

Your a problem but your mine. I think you hide it well despite the dark around your eyes. 

“Jug?” you ask, rising your head off the arm of the couch where you had been resting minutes ago. He was sat on the other side of the couch to you, squished to the other arm of the couch since you had curled yourself up on the rest. The only light in the room coming from his laptop screen which was balanced carefully on his lap as his long, delicate fingers typed away frantically. The light only showed a faint outline of his face which was pouting with concentration as he worked his magic. No reply left his lips, keeping them pursed and tight.

“Jug” you repeat, sitting up right and leaning over to touch his arm. Despite the touch being gentle and soft, he still jumps with surprise. “Jug” you laugh, his face looking as surprised.
“What are you doing awake?” he asks, his eyes scrunched up as they adjust to the darkness of the rest of the room.
“I could ask you the same” you laugh, looking at the bottom corner of his screen which displayed the time. 2am.
“I feel like I’m really getting somewhere with my novel.”
“I feel like you need to get some sleep” making a subtle remark to the dark circles which had formed around his eyes through the countless nights of staying up late working on his novel. You supported him so much with his work, always giving him space to concentrate. Sometimes you felt kind of pushed out of the picture, left out in the background of his life. But you adored his passion for his work, so often left him to do his own thing, appreciating the special moments you had together.

“I’m fine” he lies, turning his face back to the screen.
“Jug come on” you push, grabbing the material of his sleeve and tugging on it gently. You could see a little smile start to appear on his lips as you pouted your own lips like a child. He finally gives in and closes down his laptop as you drag the both of you upstairs to bed.

Sitting on my suitcase in the doorway out of spite.

“You don’t seem to get it” you sigh, leaning against the door-frame to Archie’s room. Luckily Archie and his dad weren’t home to listen to the two of you arguing cause they would have tried to calm you down, which would have made things ten times worse. Jughead was sat on the bed, laptop to the side of him as he kept glancing between the screen and you.
“Your not even listening now, are you?” You scoff, rolling your eyes. You loved this guy to pieces yet he could barely make the time to talk to you. This relationship felt completely one sided, it wasn’t fair on you.
“This is what I need to be doing Y/N. I’m sorry” He sighs, pulling off his beanie, a gesture he only did when he was stressed as being seen without it was like a criminal offence. He rubbed a band through his jet black hair, pieces of it springing back over his forehead, over his eyes. The bags were still dark and prominent.
“I’m worried about you” you finally admit. “Forgetting about us for a second, because there doesn’t seem to be an us right now. You barely sleep. Barely eat.”
“I’m… I’m focused”
“There is a difference between focused and obsessed!” You emphasis, maybe shouting a bit louder then you intended.
“Maybe I am obsessed Y/N!” he snaps, throwing his hand out in the air. You jump at his shout, surprised at the sudden aggression. “Maybe I am. But this is all I have right now!”

Your breath feels knocked out of your lungs. Nothing. You were nothing to him, and finally he admits it. You slowly nod your head to him, taking in everything he has said. Tears from in your eyes as you grab your sweater and walk away from the room.
“You had me” you sigh, before leaving the house, and Jughead behind.
Your a winner even though you think you’re not.

You sat in a booth at Pop’s with Betty sat opposite you. You had rang her as soon as you left Archie’s, in tears, in need of a milkshake. She sat comforting you as you told her the truth about how pushed out you felt, how much you adored him and his passions but you hated watching his destroy himself and ignoring you in the process.
“Y/N” a rough, breaking voice says next to you. You look up to see Jughead stood near the booth, his cheeks red and raw, his eyes blurred. You try to force a smile but you know it looks pained. Betty gets up from the other side of the booth to give the two of you some privacy. Instead of sitting opposite you, he decides to sit close to you on your side of the booth.

“Y/N I’m so sorry” he sighs, looking deep into your eyes.
“I just care about you”
“I know.”
“Then let me. Stop pushing me away” you sigh, turning to your milkshake and taking a sip, breaking the intense gaze he had been giving you. You couldn’t look at him without feeling sorry for him, looking at how tired he was. “I know how shit things have been recently. With the drive in being destroyed, and your dad… but I’m just trying to be there for you”

“I know. I know I’ve been so focused on my novel and not focused enough on you. You are so important to me Y/N” he says seriously, gently taking your hands and stroking your skin with the rough pad of his thumb.
“I know it feels like your not winning at life right now, I get that. Your always there for me when I need you. I just wish you would let me do the same”
“I’m always a winner, because I have you” he says, one hand cupping the back of my head, gently stroking parts of my hair. I give him a small smile as he leans in closer and presses his lips gently on mine. It only lasts a second but I know he means it.
“Just listen to me when I tell you to go to sleep” I joke, a smile appearing on his lips as he laughs.

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Love is…Unconditional (Epilogue)

Banners by the astounding @akai-echo . Beta’d by the talented and inimitable @eala-musings . Written for @thegirlfromoverthepond .

Summary: Even after three years, Katniss Mellark still cannot resign herself to the death of her husband. When Peeta Mellark returns, she is willing to go to any lengths to keep him with her, even agreeing to abandon everything and embark on a journey that will change everything she believes about love, regret and the persistence of hope. A story in three parts.

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Epilogue - Five Years Later  

I wiped down the last of the tables just as the sun set beyond the mountains that were visible from the main thoroughfare of District 12.  Open only one year, Mellark’s Tea and Coffee Shop was already considered a fundamental part of District 12’s downtown culture. Some of it had to do with the clever nature of the shop, which doubled as a used bookstore where people could read as they took their coffee or tea.  But I could not deny that the use of the already familiar Mellark family name was also critical to its success.

Why not? I will always carry the name Mellark.

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Steven Grant Rogers had never been one to believe in ghost. When he came back, the only ghost he knew was Bucky, and he was alive and running from the government of several countries. But walking through walls and disappearing ghosts, well, those he never concerned himself with. They were all just a myth. After all, if ghosts existed he would see more of them.

He would have seen the Commandos.

But looking around in this green sky and purple ground, he might have been having second thoughts. He had been sent here by Loki and his dumb portal, and then captured by a knight who claimed he was a ghost. The walking through walls, disappearing type. 

He was led by the silent knight to a large, medieval castle that was mostly white with a green trim. Strange.

The large (green) double doors opened, showing Steve the long red carpet and neat stonework of the interior walls. At the end of the carpet sat an empty throne, a staff leaning against it.

The knight pushed Steve forward harshly, and he was pretty sure he was going to have a bruise there. He probably would have fallen if he hadn’t been Captain freaking America. Unfortunately, the knight had taken his shield and wore it himself. The color scheme looked awful against the purple armor.

“Listen, I’ll take care of Fright Knight, darling. You go and have the housemaid give you a back rub. I’ll be there soon.”

It was only a few moments later that the voice came out. It belonged to a white haired man who had glowing green eyes. On his head was a crown with green and purple jewels, and on his shoulders was a long, dark cape.

“Fright Knight, let him go. I’m sure this is all a big misunderstanding,” he said, waving the knight off. What kind of a name was Fright Knight? It didn’t matter though. The knight stepped away and the obvious king stepped forward.

“Hello, Captain,” he said politely, sticking out his hand for Steve to shake. It didn’t want to piss off royalty, so he shook the white glove that was outstretched. The king gave him a warm smile despite his touch being colder than ice.

“Where am I?” Steve asked. He didn’t want to come off as rude, but he needed to get back tot he fight. His friends were probably in trouble.

“You, sir, are in the Ghost Zone. Home of all ectoplasmic beings. Now, what brings you to the afterlife? You’re obviously not dead.”

Steve glanced behind the king at a portrait hanging above the wall. It was a photo of him and the Commandos and Peggy, all smiling at the camera and having a good time. So he was a fan.

“I’m in trouble. I was sent here by Thor’s brother, Loki. We were fighting him in South Africa,” he stated simply. He had no time for small talk. But the kng seemed to perk up at that.

“Loki? The Asgardian? Father of Hela?” He asked, bewildered. Steve nodded, sneaking another glance at the picture above the throne.

“Nice picture you have there,” he said.

“Yes, thank you. You can;t tell, but I’m in between Dugan and Barnes. Just invisible. You guys were an inspiration. Anyway, I can take you back to your friends and take care of your little Loki problem. He’s disturbed my realm and Hela’s for long enough now.”

He put his hand on Steve’s shoulder and squeezed. Steve blinked, and somewhere in that split second they had gone from the throne room to a charred city where Iron Man was being blasted into a building. Steve’s shield was back on his arm where it never should have left.

“How did you do that?” He asked. The king scoffed.

“Please, I’m the king of the Ghost Zone, man. And call me Danny. King sounds to formal if you’re not Fright Knight.” With that, he winked and then flew straight up and towards wherever Loki was. Steve followed him on foot.

“Loki! How are you doing?” Danny called, his cape billowing in the wind. Loki actually looked intimidated.

“It’s been a while, Dragaur,” he said snidely.

“Yes but I’ve become much more powerful since I took thr throne. Now, we could do this the easy way, where I send you back to Odin, or I can beat you within an inch of your life and send you back to Odin.” His hands errupted into green energy, making him look all the more powerful. “It’s your choice.”

Loki rolled his eyes and stood up. He pointed his staff at Danny, thought for a moment, and lowered it again before placing it on the ground and holding out his wrists.

“As I thought. Now, Captain, I believe he is all yours. And if you guys ever need anything just stop by. There are natural portals to the Zone everywhere. Buh-bye now.”

He gave a little wave and disappeared, leaving them to take care of Loki on their own. Clint sighed in awe.

“Man, do you have a story to tell us.”

awkward meetings

Originally posted by r-velvets

Title: awkward meetings
Pairing: Oh Sehun/Reader
Genre: College!AU
Summary: In which it’s Sehun’s birthday and Junmyeon gets him into an awkward situation, but the youngest of the group of friends always knows how to get away with everything.
Note: This is dedicated to my friend @velxris and I hope she loves it~!

This is not a birthday gift.

The twelfth day of April was surely a nice day for Sehun, his family and his friends; the man was surely loved by many and under his very unforgiving stares and fake harsh words, he had the softest heart a person could find, but he tended to be a little too bad at showing it. Junmyeon liked to give his own presents, the older friend surely loved to see Sehun’s smile widening and for once –even since he lost his job as a barista because of some incident with the cream- he didn’t have the money to invite Sehun to a bar or for some dinner, so he put two and two together and he realized that Sehun really liked taking care of his outer appearance, more often than not fixing his hair when he passed by a mirror or taking too long in getting ready; also, who wears a leather jacket in the summer and dress pants with a t-shirt? Oh Sehun and he made it work somehow. Now Sehun was standing tall on the entrance of some salon and he looks down at the little coupon that Junmyeon had given him, reading eyebrow grooming in some cursive letters and Sehun puckers up his lips. He didn’t want to be distasteful but he expected something more…maybe a little gift or something.

This is worse than the time that Baekhyun and Chanyeol decided to give him pictures of themselves as a gift. So they said…Sehun loved them and they wanted to give him something that he loved, hence why they took some pictures of themselves and gave it to them. He still keeps them, somewhere along his room for when he needs something to scribble on when he’s on the phone or if he ever needs to clean of Vivi’s mess…their pictures were great.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do an danti make up fluff to the last angst of them where anti cut off dark's tongue. With dark telling anti: "No, like.... It's just, I can't believe you're actually wearing my clothes." With this fluff sentence starter ☝☝

(( I absolutely can ^^ Following the previous angst asks, this rounds this story up nicely I think! Unless you guys want to see more.
A continuation of this, this, this, this, this and this.))

Dark was not expecting to see Anti inside the Markiplier egos home again, and in honesty, he had slowly begun to accept that. His aura was back under his control, and the egos were listening to him again. He didn’t have to hide himself away anymore, and had a lot more control since his “fight” with Wilford, but the appearance of Anti threatened to bring it all crumbling back down, until he realised what Anti was wearing.

“What?!” The glitch demanded, uncomfortable at the way Dark was staring at him, “Got something on me face?”

“No, like…it’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.” Dark murmured.

It was just a shirt, white and properly pressed, but unmistakably Dark’s in the way it hung slightly too big around Anti’s shoulder and waist. That, and it matched the shirt Dark was wearing right now under his shirt, perfectly buttoned with a tie knotted around his neck, the picture of a poised gentleman.

Anti flushed and fidgeted.

“Can we talk?” He asked, avoiding Dark’s eyes. “Somewhere private?”

Nodding, Dark led Anti through the house to his room, closing them in and moving aside to make sure Anti had a free run to the door if he wanted to leave. Both of them were nervous, it was palpable in the air, and it took all of Dark’s self-control not to show his prideful side and demand to know what Anti was doing there. He didn’t want to ruin this, not if this was the chance he had been yearning for.

Instead, he decided to poke at the fact Anti was wearing his shirt. “I wasn’t aware you kept it.”

“Yeah, I wasn’t gonna.” Anti muttered, “But it…was comforting.”



Both of them stopped, talking over the other and gesturing for the other to continue. When Anti bit his tongue and refused to speak, Dark took the chance to get his words out quickly, a burning need inside him to get this out.

“I said it before to you, and I’ll say it again.” He began, “I’m sorry for what I did…what I said. I’m an idiot and I…you deserve better.”

Anti nodded, “I do. But unluckily for me, I don’t love anyone better.”

“What are you-.”

“Shut up.” Anti growled, “Let me talk.”

Holding up his hands, Dark waited for the glitch to start talking, cringing internally at how awkward this scene was becoming.

“I gave it a lot of thought Dark.” Anti murmured, “And I had a lot of advice. Wasn’t very good advice, but advice nonetheless. And my head wanted ye gone, but my heart didn’t. And before this I didn’t realise how hard it is to ignore ye heart…But I need to know why?”

Taking a deep breath, Dark ran a hand through his hair and relaxed his posture slightly, loosening his tie and unbuttoning the first couple buttons of his shirt. Anti watched the actions with a neutral expression on his face.

“I didn’t think.” Dark said simply, “I merely heard parts of Wilford’s argument and I allowed my pride to get ahead of me. I want to be the leader of the egos, and that part of me couldn’t have them thinking I was weak because of you. So…it was easier to get rid of you. Or so I thought.”

“So, ye’re an idiot then?” Anti surmised and Dark couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Yes, I’m an idiot. I really am truly sorry Anti. If I could go back, think it through, I would never have told you to leave. I wouldn’t have said anything like that to you.”

Anti hummed thoughtfully, turning away from Dark and playing with the hem of his shirt – the hem of Dark’s shirt. “Part of me believes that.”

“I want all of you to believe that.” Dark breathed, “How can I make it up to you?”

“I don’t know.” Anti replied honestly, “I’ve given it a lot of thought, but there isn’t really anything. I just…I just want to forget this happened Dark. Just wipe this clean off the slate and go from there. But-.”

“You’re afraid.” Dark filled in for him, stepping closer. When Anti didn’t shy away, Dark continued closing the gap between them until they were mere inches apart and Anti’s breath caught in his throat at being so close to him again.

“Let me see your tongue.” He whispered.

A little taken aback by the request, Dark stuck out of his tongue and allowed Anti to explore it. There was scar tissue along the line he had cut the muscle out, and it felt weird feeling Anti run his finger along it, but Dark allowed him to explore as much as he needed to before pulling the muscle back inside.

“I’m not sorry for that.” Anti said, “But…I am…I want…to give this another go. I love you Dark and I…can understand being driven by something primal inside you.”

Smiling, Dark tentatively reached out with his hand to cup Anti’s cheek. The glitch didn’t pull away, merely turned his face into the hold and offered a soft smile of his own.

“I don’t expect this to be easy.” Dark spoke quietly, “But I do want to try this again. And make it up to you.”

“If you do anything like this again, I won’t stop at cutting your tongue out.” Anti threatened, glitching a little violently before settling back in front of Dark again.

“I wouldn’t blame you.” Dark murmured, before drawing Anti forward into a kiss.

The awkwardness melted as their lips touched, all thoughts of anger and pain at the last months fading away. Anti’s arms wrapped around Dark, and pulled the grey-skinned ego closer, hands curling into his shirt. Dark did the same, holding Anti as close to him as possible while kissing him as gently as possible.

It was going to be a tough road, but that simple kiss made it all seem worth it.

anonymous asked:

It's so great to find another fan blog of BatB and Le Duo and Luke Evans! :) And I love Le Duo so much! Do you have some headcanons about these two and you would share them with us?

Hello Anon! Well, it’s impossible to not love them! Just look at them! :D

Originally posted by lovingtheshow

I absolutely have some headcanons!

- before the first time they met, both were REALLY nervous!, because they need a good chemistry - because Gaston and LeFou

- and Luke was already in the table read room and Josh walked into it, with Emma, and Luke saw him, but was too nervous to go to him so he watched him from the distance

- and Josh made everyone laugh!? Literally everyone!?

- and they started talking and after 10 minutes they just KNEW it - best friends forever

- they both have a great sense of humor, so during filming (sometimes) they try to make the other one laugh

- and josh has a hard time not to laugh when Luke is in character - because he plays Gaston so very well

- the mirror scene?! yeah, they had to shoot it SO MANY TIMES, because everytime LeFou has to talk to Gaston, Josh has to laugh

- and Luke has a hard time to keep a straight face everytime Josh is on a horse

- to put it in a nutshell: most of the bloppers are about these two laughing


- when Josh is arriving at set, early in the morning he’s singing “good morning” to Luke and Luke does the same

- which leads to a conversation, completly sung

- and they sing disney songs and musical numbers - ALL THE TIME

- “is there one song you two DON’T know?!” - they know all the songs

- and they talk for HOURS about disney

- “cinderella is such an amazing movie!” - “yes, but NO WAY is it better than snow white” - “are you crazy?! of course it is! bibidi babedi boo!” - “hei ho song!”

- Luke visited Josh and Ida numerours times (and vice versa) and at one point Josh and Luke had a Disney weekend

- which is basically 48 hours, these two infront of the TV, watching every disney movie…and singing

- Ida was away with the girls, but at some point she returned to check how her husband was and she found him with Luke on the living room floor, singing “Let it go”, together

- and Ida absolutely understands why Josh has a bromance-crush on Luke - because Luke is the nicest and sweetest human being ever!?!

- “i honestly think about making him a godfather or something, because if something happens to us, i want him to take care of our children” - “Ida, i was thinking the SAME THING!” - “…actually I was a bit joking…” - “oh…but can we discuss this?!”

- and Ida knows her husband (who is a cuddler) and so she’s very happy when she finds out, Luke is one too

- her whatsapp with Josh is at least 50% pictures of Josh and Luke cuddling somewhere

- and during night filming, Luke had a break, so he took a much needed nap somewhere

- and Josh saw it and saw, that Luke was freezing and he also needed a nap

- “Josh, you can’t cuddle with Luke when he’s aslee…” - “MY BOY IS FREEZING SO YES I CAN!”

- and a bit later Emma and Dan found them cuddled up, sleeping and Dan was like “Are we sure, they aren’t married?!”

- also: Josh is such a great masseur

- and yes, they shared a hotel room, everytime they traveled together

- and the PR-Disney team had a hard time because “Guys, you can’t share a room! We’ve booked seperate rooms. Would you please…”

- in the end one of them always ended up in the other ones room so at some point the PR team was like “Okay! Have a room together!”

- and if you were looking for one of them, there was a 99,99999999% chance the other one was there too

- besides Disney, the could and would talk about everything - no matter where and when

- and sharing a hotel room was maybe also a bad decision, because they would stay up really long and watch movies together or just talk for hours (because who needs sleep?!)

- and during production breaks they would talk with each other nearly every day

- and when Josh’s birthday came up, Luke got all excited

- and he planned that BIG suprise birthday party and orded the cake and made sure everyone is there and OF COURSE he would bring the cake inside the room and would start singing

- “hey guys, we thought you two should go together on the press tour. is that a problem?!” - “WE GO TOGETHER ON THE PRESS TOUR!”

- Josh is also an awesome wingman

- because there is this cute assisstent guy and Luke thinks he looks nice and he told Josh (Josh already saw Luke’s glances)

- and “You should talk to him.” - “Why should I?” - “Because you think, he’s cute.” - “I’m…not…” - “Oh come on! Talk to him!” - “I don’t even know if he’s gay.” - “He is.” - “How do you know?!” - “I just know! Talk to him!”

- but Luke is too shy so Josh makes sure he always needs something so the assisstent guy has to help him and “Hey, have you met my friend Luke?”

- unfortunately the guy already has a boyfriend, but he was flirting with Luke and went on one or two dates with him, so when Luke finds out he’s a bit heart-broken

- that’s the night he sends Josh so many text messages, because he really needs his best friend right now and when Josh sees all the messages, he rushes to Luke and “He doesn’t deserve you. He’s an asshole.”

- and at one Valentin’s Day, Josh sends Luke the biggest bouquet of roses he could find (because he’s such a cutie) with a very sweet message: “You’re the Lady to my Tramp, the Ariel to my Sebastian, the Peter to my Wendy, the Tigger to my Winnie Pooh, … . But most of all, you’re the Gaston to my LeFou, and I love you!”

- and Luke had to laugh so much and that’s one of the sweetest things ever

- these two also got drunk, at least once

- and the night ended with these two telling each other how much they love each other

- “Luke, I just love you.” - “No man. I love you more.” - “That’s not possible, because I love you the most.” - “No, no, no. I love you to the moon and back.” - “Maybe, but I love you to the sun and…”

- and the sentecne “You two are like an old married couple.” is one of the sentences they here the most and “yes, we are.”

- and “Luke, why the hell are you perfect?!” - “I’m not?!?” - “Yes, you are!” - because Josh is seriously amazed by the fact that everything about Luke Evans is perfect - EVERYTHING

- and he just can do anything?! LITERALLY ANYTHING?!?