this show is so rude i love it

anonymous asked:

Can you recommend some Danger Days fanfics?

absolutely!!!!!!!! almost all of these are gonna be ghoul/poison though so if you don’t like that pairing……sorry m8

1. my all-time favorite is firefight. it’s a fusion fic of the killjoys and the youngblood chronices, featuring most in-depth worldbuilding i’ve ever read, gallons of angst, ancient gods, amazing characterization, and all the emotions you’ll ever need. the author @personalized-radio is a godsend. (she also might kill me if i don’t mention that the first couple works in the series were written years ago and aren’t ~up to par~ with her current standards, but she can shut up bc they’re still beautiful.) also the series is long as hell so if you read it you’d better strap in for the ride.

it’s just……….. wow. i won’t spoil, but wow.

2. my second favorite, and probably among the most well-known killjoy fics, is the science of sleep. it’s a really amazing concept that’s pulled off flawlessly. the writing and the plot are both perfection, go heck it out!

3. another one i’m quite partial to is i believe we’re the enemy. it’s not finished yet, but we’re only a few chapters away! it’s angsty as FUCK. featuring brainwashing, some damn good metaphors, and a major character death tag that’s not entirely accurate. (just read it.)

4. insect king! this one revolves around tommy chow mein and dr. death defying, and it’s super cool. it’s an origin story for the two of them, as well as the story of how BLi gradually took over. it’s different from most other killjoy fic in that it really shows some of the gray moralities in their world. definitely worth a read. 

5. cacti are incredibly rude. this is the kind of fluff that’s oh-so rare to find in the killjoys!verse. i love it <3

6. FABULOUS killjoys. jet and kobra get married?? plus some great ghoul/poison action?? whats not to love :D

7. uhhhhh…. i’m just gonna. stick this in here. it’s sad, it’s about the girl post-sing, and i may or may not have written it.

8. i,,, well,,, okay. hannah made me put this on the list too. we’re all just born to descend, aka my biggest accomplishment over the past year. i dunno man. read it if you wanna. there’s ghoul/poison and hurt/comfort and amnesia and some words i threw on a page

9. neon kisses in the dark. heyyy, a podfic to throw in the mix! you can also read it if ya want. light ghoul/poison. it’s by akamine_chan so you Know it’s good

this is by no means all the good killjoy fic out there, but they’re my personal favorites :D

WORTHY [BARRY ALLEN]

request: “Okay no worries! :) Can you please do a Barry x reader where he is introducing her to Joe and Iris and Iris doesn’t like the reader for some reason (maybe jealousy) and Barry reassures the reader that he will love her no matter what. Something super fluffy with a jealousy theme pleaseee!” — by anon

a/n: i honestly didn’t want to make iris look like the bad guy (because she’s a sweetheart and i don’t believe she’ll act rude to someone she knows barry loves) so i didn’t make it too obvious that she didn’t like the reader lol.

Masterlist + Request here!

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anonymous asked:

(1) when i first discovered bangtan i immediately liked yoongi the most and i always got this really soft vibe from him and it confused me a lot to see fans act like hes this overly agressive guy and i was worried i was just projecting but like. my boy is so incredibly soft. like i know sometimes he gets cocky and likes to tease or be a little rude but hes such a sweet and caring soft soul inside and i wish more people would see it ;o;

Anonymous said: (2) remember how he said he chose the name suga because he wanted to have a sweet image and he said smth similiar about his pink hair… like dont get me wrong i love me some aggressive dom yoongi but i really think soft and silly yoongi deserves more love!! especially lately hes been showing us that side more and it seems intimate and comfortable somehow and i love it

anonie yes!! you literally just spoke my mind!!

aggressive/dom yoongi is amazing, and it’s there, but in general he is so much softer than that. he isn’t really ‘’agust d’’ all the time, he’s a squishy boy who has the most beautiful gummy smile and loves to joke around. 

when I first got into bangtan I saw all the grandpa jokes and how he’s cold and hard and serious all the time, but I didn’t agree with that at all. he’s so caring and loving (just look at the way he touches the other members and talks about them). there’s a lot of soft to yoongi and honestly I’ve always thought him and jimin were the two softest members. I wish this was more commonly known in the fandom because it’s so important. 

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

I mean…

listen as someone on the autistic spectrum, I can’t express how happy I am with Billy Cranston as a character.

A lot of the representation of autism/Aspergers I’ve seen in the media has been people who are typically cold/casually insult people/being pushed away or looked down on/overall just pretty negative.

But Billy Cranston..he is a beautiful soul. The biggest stereotype of people on the autistic spectrum is that we “don’t have feelings” or are “really apathetic”. Yeah a lot of us have difficulty understanding other people but that’s because our brains just function differently like a lot of us really do try to understand others because we want people to understand us! And when we see characters that have autistic traits (a lot of the time we don’t get characters that are canonically autistic so we have to look for our representation through characters with traits) being rude and deliberately dismissive of other people’s feelings (a certain detective and a scientist from two highly overrated shows come to mind😒) it’s really harmful to us and supports those stereotypes.

Billy Cranston is not dismissive and rude. He is full of love for his friends. He tries to understand the people around him, probably because a lot of people in a small town don’t try to understand him.

Yes his “quirks” are played for laughs a lot but it’s in no way offensive and is genuinely funny (I mean to me anyway, there were a lot of things he does in the film that I’m guilty of, like not understanding social queues and keep talking and not realising I’m repeating things).

And finally Power Rangers does something with Billy Cranston and his autism that a lot of movies/TV shows don’t do with their autistic characters (if there are any) and that is unapologetically celebrate him. To me, Billy was the heart and soul of the movie.

So can we please have more autistic characters that aren’t rude white man-children who’s disabilities are played for laughs, thanks.

Time Out.

Hi. Jakei here. The real one.

I’m gonna delete the latest posts because this silly game is over. I learned something about this…”kind” of excersise. It was funny, but very serious as well..

Let’s get straight to the point.

In three days Underverse will have one year since I created the first animation, the pilot showing my favorite Sanses from de AUs. 

When I had the chance I tried to said all time this project started as a mistake, like a lucky moment to show people my love for art and videogames. But I learned to stop calling this story like that. Is just something that came up to my mind and made me feel more confident to do something I love with the chance to earn money with this to accomplish my goal to have my own house where I can live in peace with my only family that is my mother.

That’s my main goal. So, don’t think the rushers and haters are making me feel bad and forcing me to quit. I had to deal with real rude and evil people before, getting paid for being humillated from Mondays to Saturdays and coming back home crying because of a real stressing and miserable situation. I don’t think this is the same case here. I’m not receiving money from them. I keep with this because is a way when I can reach my goal giving love to my current job as a independent artist.

The latest posts were just for joking but I realized that some people was taking it too seriously. I’m very, very sorry for worrying you, but also I want to thank you for supporting me. Please don’t hate people who was involved into that shitpost, and don’t hate people who are really trying to hurt me. I don’t want you get hurt or having a bad time trying to defend me. 

Unlike other cases similar to this one. I learned to stop worrying about this. I prefer ignore this or even taking this with humor like I did this week for distract myself in some way due the delay of Underverse 0.3 has been a bit stressful to me because I’ll continue animating until the video is released. Stereohead Studios has also many important things to do so blaming someone is just useless and unfair.

Something that I’ve learned from other big artists that I admire with all my soul like Crayon Queen and Myebi/ Comyet… is that we have enough living hard situations in this world, in our personal lives, and the less thing we can do as recognized artists in this fandom is trying to make our blogs a nice place and spread positive feelings despite hatred and the amount of terrible asks people make to them, because we’re motivating people and teaching kindness and respect to each other.  Not for nothing exists options on this platforms to avoid those bad comments. Is a waste of time crying and messing up your entire day because two or three guys said something that could hurt you. 

Is not that hard when you’re used to it.

Those guys don’t even know you and You don’t know them. So… man… why even waste your thoughts and feelings when you can keep working on your own stuff and improving your skills? Making a space for you and your fans to laugh, to smile, to show you how far have you came because of their support.

You’re doing something you love and that matter. Probably others not, probably they won’t have to deal with this style of life. And I’m sure many of us started to be recognized thanks to this fandom. Everyone started with a little level or we was too shy to show our stuff. 

Drawing well, animating well, telling amazing stories won’t decide your happiness if you’re not happy, if you don’t try to trust happiness and show them that you’re really fighting for that.

If you feel your blogs or another places with things like “uuh I don’t like this thing i made” “I suck” “this person told me that and i’m so upset i hate them” “that person made something terrible go and hurt them because them deserve it” “i love what i do but my life is hell” “i’m tired of x and y because they want z” … things can’t change in your life if you don’t start by yourself.

I thought many times about cancel Underverse and leave this fandom, not only because of haters and stuff. It was because I was judged by many of other big artists that doesn’t like this kind of fandoms and are working in their own projects. I thought it was unfair because I was getting recognition because something that I didn’t create. I just created a fan story. 

I’m pretty sure when I post the next animation the chaos will be back again but I don’t even care. I don’t have 100k yet so I don’t have a multitude telling me what to do and asking me when. Anyway, if I had them, I wouldn’t still care. Because I have clear what to do and how to make it works. I’m not here just for teaching people how to draw or animate. I’m here too for showing them how to be nice and patient and how those two things can bring you to a better way to see the world. 

That we are real, nice people and we’re having fun, putting effort and love when we’re making something for you. Fandom or not fandom content.


Have a nice day.



And XGaster.

To the corner. Right nao.

anonymous asked:

Oh my god!! Harry has no chill whatsoever. Not only the eating ass part but the guy also says Louis is gay... Jesus Christ Harry.

i guess harry just really wants the world to know he loves to eat ass and his boyfriend, louis tomlinson, likes boys :\ honestly though, i can’t believe he followed that guy dasfjkjsdfa like…………..whatchu doing harry

(and to reiterate my tags one more time, i know that video was funny and obviously harry was amused by it, but please do NOT ever bring signs like that to shows because it really is so rude and disrespectful and inappropriate)

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So listen my loves, I really REALLY appreciate that people like my art enough to share it on their own blogs or Instagram accounts. But for the love of GOD, do NOT tag the boys or their families when you do! 

Because if you do tag them - especially on a drawing that shows Harry and Louis kissing - what are you expecting them to say? If they do comment of course it’s going to be a denial or something rude. 

Daisy is 13 years old. The nasty things some of the Instagram larries are saying her on this account in response to her comment are atrocious. None of us know how much control she has on her social media and she’s a child. I’m not personally offended that she said I was sad and pathetic. I don’t give a shit, actually. But the venom being spewed at her because she basically “denied Larry” only makes us all look bad. That is really what I’m offended by. 

Supergirl season 3: Wishes!

So now that Season 2 is officially over here are some of the things that I’d like to see in the 3rd season:

  • Kara developing more as a reporter
  • Learning some more backstory about Krypton and Kara’s biological family
  • The return of Danvers Sisters couch movie nights
  • Game nights that include Lena
  • Lena interacting with people outside of her friendship with Kara. I want to see Lena being included by the Superfriends.
  • More of Martian Man hunter and Miss Martian working together with Supergirl
  • James Olsen
  • The Guardian and Supergirl fighting alongside one another
  • Lucy Lane being mentioned
  • Lucy Lane making reappearances, whether that be on the phone, via video chat or actually being in the DEO. I miss her and I want her back at least once.
  • More Space Dad/Papa Bear hugs with his adoptive children
  • A good Sanvers wedding that isn’t rushed and has the time and effort spent developing their connection.
  • Lena and Winn working together on a project.
  • More James backstory,
  • More costume designs.
  • Lena’s apartment, does she live at L Corp? - we don’t know because we’ve only really seen her there (for the most part).
  • More Kara/Lena interactions.
  • Supercorp or Karolsen becoming canon.
  • Gertrude the dog.
  • The love story of Alex and her gun
  • Lyra developing as a character and not treating Winn so horribly.
  • Platonic relationships being utilised
  • Cat and Lena interactions
  • Winn interacting with his hero crushes (aka Clark and James)
  • Alex and Kara getting to talk about their issues
  • A possible return of Live Wire
  • Crossover with the Flash but on Kara’s Earth so that Alex and Winn get to interact with more of Team Flash
  • Kara developing as a person, developing her friendships, her work, learning as a person that isn’t tied to a relationship right from the start.
  • An episode or two where Lillian Luthor returns.

What I definitely do not want to see is the return of Mon-El. I like that he left, I like that Kara isn’t with him because it wasn’t a healthy relationship. It wasn’t an equal relationship and I don’t think it furthered Kara’s story line in any way. Mon-El leaving was something I’d wanted since he came in and I think having him return would not further the plot, he’s proven that he isn’t a hero, he’s proven that he is disrespectful, rude, sexist and selfish. I don’t want to see that kind of character in a show that I love and if he comes back it would be a waste (in my opinion). There are so many other options, there are so many other characters that we as a fandom would love to see return more: Lucy, M’gann, Cat. These are all amazing characters, these are all kick-ass women who I can relate to. I want to see family, I want to see friendship and I want to see love based on mutual trust and understanding, of equal footing and of kindness and loyalty. Mon-El doesn’t bring any of those things to the show. Supergirl should always be the heart of the show and hopefully in Season 3 we can see more of that.

❄ VG! Rin appears by her big brother, Lin’s side.

• Name: Rin

• Nicknames: Demon Princess

• Gender: Obviously female

• Age: 6 [She is pretty intelligent for her age]

• Species: Kitsune

• Class: Ice Mage

• Occupation: She is also considered an antagonist “mini” boss but a neutral one, since it depends on her mood. In other words, she can be assisting her brother in defeating his opponents on her own terms or she could be siding with them, giving them advice about her brother’s weak points to his plan and capabilities. Just like VG! Lin, Rin can automatically make the temperature drop when approached, except it wouldn’t be a overwhelming blizzard but more of an icy breeze that can still make you freeze all over.

• Personality: Rin is very energetic, bubbly, clumsy, playful, mischevious, abit of a crybaby and a curious little kitsune. Who enjoys quality time practicing ice based magic and spending time with her big brother. She would do anything to get his attention but he can be quite arrogant and rude when focusing on creating schemes to stop the protagonists in their tracks which leads Rin into believing that Lin is annoyed of her but truth is, when she isn’t exactly aware of it. He actually truly loves her but barely shows it. Yep, he is a closet tsundere ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Example from @linkitsukun:

I would imagine him complaining about her clumsiness while taking care of her injuries. And when she says “thank you nii-san” he’d reply with something like “I swear, if you weren’t so clumsy I wouldn’t have to waste my precious time on you!”

• Abilities:
Rin is a specialist in distance attacks better then close combat. Matter a fact, her ice can form into anything such as animal-based monsters to cover up for her weakness but this ultimate defense can only last up to 20-40 minutes then from there, she is vulnerable to the enemy for awhile before recovering her concentration.

• Hobbies: She enjoys pulling off pranks/tricks on others but sometimes it can backfire on her.

• Appearance in the game: Her first appearance would be closeby but outside of the castle, setting traps and playing around in the isolated kingdom. She most-likely will discover the protagonist before her big brother does but the choice in letting Lin know about their whereabouts or keeping it to her amusement, depends on her attitude and how her brother treated her beforehand.


☆ Author’s note: I swear, whenever @blogthegreatrouge ’s makes another idea, I just drop everything just to make a character that she can hopefully add or at least notice pftt… (´・ω・`) Welp this time, I couldn’t exactly think of anything up top my head like everyone else, who was just making all these nice looking OCs but when I spotted @linkitsukun ’s character, Lin, it stood out to me the most. Besides the fact that I just love foxes, her character’s name reminded me of the vocaloid, Len but the “e” being replaced with an “i”. So while exchanging ideas with this awesome artist, I thought, “Hey, why not give this handsome foxy, a baby sister annnddd….BADDA BING BADDA BOOM! RIN was born! 😂

Yep, there is your Len and Rin for this videogame au

Art done by @linkitsukun
Design & Character by me

[Just in case the submission doesn’t go through]

Some Very Dark Villain and Hero Prompts

Anonymous said:Dark the-modern-typewriter, show me the forbidden Dark!Hero + Villain x Hero prompts 

Anonymous said:Hi! I’m absolutely enamored with your blog and creativity. Top notch for sure! If it’s possible, do you have any other possessive villain prompts? Those are my absolute favorite!!

Anonymous said:Could we get prompts for a jealous villain with their hero? I’m thinking a little darker with this one. Thanks so much!!!!! 

Anonymous said:Hey, could I perhaps request some mind control/love spell prompts? Maybe with the antagonist showing off the protagonist as their new lover in front of the protagonist’s actual lover?

kelsibetsy said:Dark Hero and Villain prompts? The villain torturing the hero?


1) “We could have ruled, together.” 
“You can’t have two monsters together in the same room.” They dug the blade in further, slowly. “That just makes them normal. Sorry, babe. You had to go.”


2) One second, the hand was warm on the hero’s shoulder. The next second, it was on the floor. 

“It’s rude to touch things that don’t belong to you,” said the villain. They wrapped an arm around the hero’s waist. “Perhaps you should run before I decide you don’t deserve to even look.” 


3) The hero stared at their family, their friends, their lover, in horror. Blood drenched their flat and it - corpses lined in a row like a shelf of broken dolls. Their ears rang. They couldn’t breathe.  
“No more distractions now,” the villain murmured. “They weren’t worth you.” 
Oh god, they couldn’t breathe. 


4) “It’s quite ingenious, really.” The villain guided the hero to their lap, enjoying the look of complete and utter helplessness on the lover’s face. “I could do whatever I wanted, and they’ll still beg me for more. They’d do anything for me.” They stroked the hero’s smitten face, stole a long kiss before glancing at the lover once more. “What do you reckon I should have them do to you? I do believe they might still be in there somewhere, screaming.” A nasty smile crossed the villain’s face. “I hope so, anyway. More fun that way.” 


5) “You should have stopped trying to fight me while it was still cute,” the villain said. They dug the needle in further, white hot. “Now I just need to make an example of you.”

To the Readers

THANK YOU. For reading, for supporting writers, for cheering us on and interacting with us. For putting smiles on our faces, for making us laugh. For talking to us about our stories, for putting more thought into details than we did. For yelling at us over sad endings and cliff hangers, for squeeing over romance and love. 

Readers don’t get enough love. So this is for you, no matter what type of reader you are.

Thank you to those who read at all. I can’t see you on Tumblr, but I can on other sites. It’s a great feeling to know that my stories are reaching other people. 

Thank you to those who hit the like button. That acknowledgement does not go unnoticed. I see you in my notes and its great to know you enjoyed my story. 

Thank you to those who reblog. You’re helping to expose my writing to more people. I love that you thought the piece was good enough to share.

Thank you to those who write a reply or comment. Your input is so valuable. Incoherent babbling lets me know I evoked emotions. Thought-out comments let me know I provoked thinking. 

Thank you to those who send in asks or messages. It makes me feel so loved to have that personal message and to hear your thoughts. 

Thank you to all readers. Thank you for showing us writers your love, no matter how you do that. If you’re too shy to talk to us, its ok. We see your likes. If you want to comment, but can’t find the words to express your thoughts, it’s ok. We know the feeling. We are so grateful for your support, no matter how you show it!

I say all this because the world of fan fiction takes two to turn: writers and readers. It doesn’t work if one side is rude and ungrateful to the other. It only works if we all support one another and focus on the purpose of fandom, to make friends, to share something we love, and, simply put, to have fun. 

anonymous asked:

Hello, if you're still taking prompts could you do #33 with Marichat or Ladynoir? (BTW love your stories!)

This is horribly overdue. I’m so sorry this took so long, I was caught up with other stories, life, and just recently suffered a bad case of writer’s block :/ I picked the Ladynoir side of the love square (although it’s probably not in the way you’re thinking). Still, I hope you enjoy this :)


“Something about you makes me want to commit extreme violence.”


You may not know it, but being a noblewoman could be very difficult at times.

Such were the Lady Marinette’s thoughts as she finally managed to sneak away to the snack table. A young Lord had been trying to request a dance with her for the better part of ten minutes, causing her to nearly flee every time he came in her sights. Luckily, just when she thought she was cornered, she was able to pair him with her best friend.

“I’m going to kill you,” Lady Alya had silently mouthed when she was led to the dance floor.

Marinette giggled to herself as she swiped a chocolate chip cookie from the very top of the pile on the silver tray. Not many women were eating them in order to ‘maintain their figure’ but Marinette didn’t really care about that. She’d eat what she wanted, whenever she wanted.

She looked around at the sea of guests, at all the colorful masks that adorned their faces. Her parents decided to host a masquerade ball, thinking it to be romantic and mysterious. Marinette thought that the idea was intriguing, but she didn’t really think anyone to be romantic or mysterious. It was just like any other ball she’d been to, with no one in particular standing out among the crowd.

She wanted to tell her parents that real life was vastly different from fairy tales, but she knew it would crush their hearts, especially since they wanted her to have a whirlwind romance of her own.

Marinette sighed in defeat, resigning herself to picking out a stranger to dance with just to appease her hopeless romantic parents.

“Is the princess not having a good time?” a masculine voice teasingly drawled.

Startled, her head whipped around to see a man leaning against a nearby pillar. He wore the traditional finely-made garb befitting of someone of the noble class, yet it was completely black, save the swirling designs of green beside the buttons on the otherwise coal black jacket.

Around his equally green eyes sat a black domino mask, but with cat ears on the ends. His blond hair lacked a refined style, instead the golden locks were wildly tousled. However, instead of looking like a common vagrant, the look suited him perfectly.

His lips were stretched into a wide smile, a row of pearly-white teeth exposed in the process. She noticed the man had rather nicely chiseled features. This, combined with all his other traits, made him exceptionally handsome.

However, her heart was already taken.

“I am not a princess, sir,” she replied, a corner of her mouth arching in interest. She had a feeling that whoever this man was, he was going to prove to be riveting company.

“You could’ve fooled me, with how every man’s eyes are fixated on you alone,” he purred flirtatiously, abandoning his spot by the column to saunter closer to her.

She snorted in mirth, finding that she liked this stranger. Sure, his flirting was a little over-the-top, but it wasn’t at all creepy like how some lords spoke.

“I find that hard to believe,” she disputed with a grin. “It doesn’t matter anyway, since I’m not interested in any of them.”

“Too good for them?” he asked. His tone was still teasing, yet his eyes shined with something else. For a moment she thought it seemed like he was testing her, but she quickly wrote it off as paranoia.

“No, it’s not that. The person that I really want to dance with isn’t here,” she admitted. She had a mask on, so no one except for Alya knew who she really was. So she supposed it was okay to tell a few truths for one night, provided she was careful, of course.

She sighed, recalling how her statement had been all too true. Prince Adrien was far out of reach, and honestly she shouldn’t have expected him to show up to her modest estate, even if it was for a ball. She met him a few months ago when his father had invited all the noble families to a formal dinner, hers included.

They didn’t get off on the right foot, though.

When it was time for the dinner, she ended up being one of the last few to enter the dining room. She had been caught up in a conversation with Alya in the sitting room beforehand, delaying her arrival. When she did show, she was dismayed when she found a splash of red wine decorating the bottom of her cherry wood chair, with the Crown Prince himself squatting next to it.

Since she couldn’t berate him without receiving a harsh reprimand, she chose to coldly glare at him as she picked up a napkin from her place on the table to wipe it. Prince Adrien tried to stutter something out, something probably apologetic, but she silently rebutted every attempt for speaking.

Finally, when the dinner was over, it was discovered that it had started to rain. It was sunny before, so naturally no one brought umbrellas with them, thus resigning everyone to a wet and soaking fate.

However, right as she was about to step outside into the steady rain, the Prince appeared…with a black umbrella in hand. He explained that he was about to wipe off the wine when she had suddenly appeared. He didn’t try to soil her dress at all, and was simply in the right place (to clean the chair), but at the wrong time.

Hearing his honest words and expression persuaded her to forgive him. Afterward, he gave her the umbrella to use so she wouldn’t get wet.

And that was the moment when she fell in love with the sweet, unsuspecting prince.

They saw each other a few more times after that. He was just as friendly and amicable, but she could barely respond to him without embarrassing stutters and stammers. He was perfect in her eyes, so excuse her for being a little anxious to talk to him.

“Who do you admire that so rudely didn’t show up?” the stranger asked with a quirk of his lips.

She shook her head. There was no way she could tell anyone that she was interested in the Prince, mask or not.

“Sorry, but I can’t tell you that, Chat Noir.”

She supposed it was a good nickname; it suited him considering his attire. Besides, she couldn’t keep mentally referring to him as a stranger or just simply ‘he’.

“Chat Noir, hm?” he repeated, a far-away look appearing in his eyes as he stared above her head, a finger tapping chin in thought.

He grinned, returning his attention to her.

“I like it. Although I suppose you need a nickname now, too. How about…” he trailed off, inspecting her up and down to determine the perfect moniker. Abruptly he snapped his fingers, something that Marinette didn’t understand how he accomplished, considering he wore black gloves.

“Ladybug!” he exclaimed, smiling widely. “For your red dress and black mask. And it’s also perfect since black cats are a symbol of bad luck while ladybugs are for good luck. We’re like yin and yang, my Lady.”

The last two words rolled off his tongue in such an alluring way that caused the Lady’s heartbeat to momentarily quicken. With a light dusting of pink on her cheeks, she slightly shook her head, dismissing the sudden spike of attraction for him. ‘Chat Noir’ was just a charmingly amusing character, one that she didn’t romantically admire.

“Ladybug,” she echoed aloud, pursing her lips as she considered the potential identity. It wasn’t until a few seconds later that she seemingly decided, presenting Chat a coy smirk. “I like it.”

He mirrored her expression with a gleeful gleam of his own in his eyes.

“I knew you would,” he boasted in jest, straightening his shoulders and raising his chin in the air, giving off the appearance of a conceited aristocrat. She smiled and rolled her eyes when he placed a flattered hand over his heart. “Since everyone loves my ideas.”

“Really? And who would ‘everyone’ be?” she asked sarcastically, playing his game. “The other stray tomcats in the village?”

“My Lady, whoever said I was a stray? For all you know, I could be of royal pedigree.” His lips curved into a strangely unsettling smirk, as though he knew something she didn’t. “For all you know, I could be the Crown Prince!”

Marinette laughed, making sure to quickly press her lips together as she brought a hand to her mouth, trying to politely cover up the loud chortles. After all, it was rude for a well-bred lady to have her mouth wide open in laughter. Women were supposed to be demure and polite, always looking at their best.

She hated this social construct, yet she was doomed to follow through with its requirements anyway.

Once her giggles died down, she turned to face the grinning feline again.

“I’ve met Prince Adrien before, and I can confidently say that you’re nothing like him.”

“Indeed?” he remarked, almost sly.

“Yes, indeed,” she insisted with another giggle. “Prince Adrien isn’t like you at all.”

“And if he was? Would you admire him any less?”

Marinette visibly flinched, taken aback by his conclusion. With disbelieving eyes and reddened cheeks, she ducked her head down to avoid his eyes. How did he realize she had feelings for the Prince? This was bad, very bad…if he knew who she was he could tell Adrien, and then Adrien would never love her back and word would spread and she would become the laughing stock of the entire kingdom! She would be lonely for the rest of her life and die an old maid, while Adrien would pick a beautiful and worthy princess to marry…

She forced herself to take a deep breath through her nose.

Relax, Marinette. Maybe you could convince him that he’s wrong.

With that mental pep talk, she straightened her shoulders and faced him again.

“I don’t admire him, well, not more so than anyone else. I don’t admire him in the sense that you’re thinking of.”

“Really? Because from what I hear you do admire him, more so than anyone else.” He smirked wickedly, eliciting a nervous gulp from the stiffening maiden.

“H-How-?”

“The ‘how’ isn’t important,” he quickly dismissed with a careless wave of his hand. “What matters is the ‘why’. Why do you fancy Prince Adrien?” He clasped his hands behind his back before walking in front of her line of vision. She was positive that if they were alone, he’d be circling her like a hawk about to catch its prey.

“Is it for his riches? His looks? His palace? Or is it simply a matter of competition, in which you must win the grand prize?”

Marinette narrowed her eyes. Nevermind that this cocky feline somehow knew who she was (he didn’t say her name, but he had heard of her feelings for Prince Adrien, so therefore he must know her identity), but how dare he assume her affections were based on purely artificial things?

“Something about you makes me want to commit extreme violence,” she informed him, her tone hard as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“So it is true, then?” he guessed with a bitter grin, followed by a scoff. “I guess our dear Prince will forever be resigned to a life without true love. Pity, I heard he was interested in quite a lovely woman, too. Warm, kind, a bit clumsy, but beautiful inside and out. Tis a shame, although I suppose it’s very well that he caught himself before he fell completely.”

Marinette was now glaring daggers where Chat Noir stood, her teeth bared in an infuriated snarl. She ignored the jab to her heart from his mention of another woman that Prince Adrien was interested in, instead focusing her anger on his grave mistakes of her character.

“Now you listen here, Chat Noir,” she spat, pointing a finger to his chest. “My feelings for Prince Adrien are real, and not based on his title, or his riches, or looks. I didn’t even like him until I saw how kind, forgiving, and generous he could be. I love him for who he is as a person, not for what he could afford or what he could give me.”

She took a deep breath, her fury beginning to simmer.

“And while I know I have no chance of him ever returning my feelings,” she continued in a much less hostile tone than before, bordering on disheartened acceptance, “I just want to make it clear that I do truly care for him…even if he loves someone else.”

The man in front of her stared seemingly in awe at her words. His green eyes were blown wide as his cheeks gradually shifted into a rosy color. For a few, tense seconds all he could seem to do was peer at her with an emotion Marinette couldn’t place, his reaction garnering her confusion.

Why was he looking at her as if seeing her for the first time? It caused a shiver to run down her spine, a good thing or a bad thing, she wasn’t certain.

At last, he appeared to snap out of his self-induced trance, a corner of his mouth curling up in a fond smile.

“I apologize for making such inaccurate assumptions of your feelings, My Lady. I see now that I was in the wrong.”

He held out a gloved hand to her.

“Would you allow me to make it up to you with a dance?”

Marinette pursed her lips, not relenting on the glower she sent his way.

“How is a dance with you going to make it up to me?”

“Well, I’ve been told I’m an excellent dancer,” he boasted, shooting her a wink. “And I’ve been trained since early childhood in the art.” His smile faltered as his expression shifted from cheekiness to remorseful. “I really am sorry for making those false accusations about you. It was completely unjustified. Can you forgive me?”

Marinette sighed, her features relaxing in the process.

She supposed she could understand where he was coming from, since most girls only wanted Prince Adrien for his title or looks. How was he to know that she was different, that she didn’t care about that stuff?

Well, she did consider him to be the most handsome, gorgeous man she ever saw, but that wasn’t why she liked him.

Anyway, Chat was just making a conclusion most likely based on the Prince’s numerous, other female admirers. He was also quick to apologize once she informed him on how wrong he was.

She was set on dancing with Prince Adrien and him alone for the night, but it was obvious that he wasn’t going to show up. And, she’s been itching to dance…

“Alright, Chat Noir, I will dance with you. But you must promise me something first.”

A part of his forehead rose. She guessed he was raising an eyebrow at her request.

“And that would be?”

Her blue eyes hardened.

“You must promise not to tell Prince Adrien about my feelings for him. Swear to me you won’t!”

Chat looked baffled at her demand.

“But why-?”

“Because!” she hissed, pointing at him for emphasis. “He’ll reject me and then everyone will find out and then I’ll become the laughing stock of this kingdom for thinking I ever had a chance with him and then I’ll never be able to leave my house again! So do not tell him, understand?”

Chat, to her surprise and indignation, had the audacity to chuckle.

“I don’t know why you think he’ll reject you, you are a lovely woman.”

When she only blinked at his enunciation of the words, oblivious as to what he was getting at, he closed his eyes and sighed for a brief moment.

“Regardless,” he continued after he opened his eyes, flashing her a grin. “I won’t tell him. Cat’s honor.”

He placed his right hand over his heart as he made the vow, at the same time he raised his left in the air.

While she was skeptical of the sly expression he wore, he did promise not to tell Prince Adrien. She mentally scoffed, figuring he only had that look because he was only going to tease her throughout the night for her feelings.

“Very well, chaton. I’ll dance with you.”

His eyes shined with satisfaction, looking very much like the cat that got the cream.

The next day, after the hype from the ball had long ago worn off, Lady Marinette was pleasantly surprised to receive a letter addressed solely to her. She figured it to be from Alya, no doubt in order to berate her for leaving her to dance with a stranger.

The thought made her giggle before she accepted the note from the servant.

Only for the amusement to immediately die down once she observed just where the letter came from. With wide eyes and a new, nervous rhythm of her heart, she broke the wax seal and flipped the paper open.

Dear Lady Marinette,

I hope you are having a wonderful morning. I apologize for not being able to attend the ball your family hosted last night, for I was caught up with other duties. I hope you are able to find it in your kind heart to forgive me.

If you were not at all busy today, I was wondering if you would perhaps consider spending the afternoon with me at the palace. Besides having lunch and strolling around the grounds together, there is something I would like to ask of you.

This request is for you, and you alone, My Lady. Of course, you are free to decline, either the request or the visit, or even both if you so wish. Although, I will be honest with you, in that I very much hope you decide to come.

If you do wish to visit, please send word soon after you have made your decision. If not, please kindly disregard this note and I shall never bring up the subject again.

Sincerely Yours,

Adrien, Crown Prince of France

“Marinette?” Sabine asked whilst entering the dining room. Her head tilted in confusion upon seeing her daughter’s flustered state. “Are you alright? Who is that letter from?”

But her daughter couldn’t answer, for she promptly swooned and fell right out of her chair.


Don’t worry, she was fine and able to go to the palace xD

Second Love (pt. 01)

Pairing: Yoongi | Reader.
Genre: Angst, SummerLove AU, Fluff & (future) Smut
Word Count: 9k

A/N: This is the first part of this “short story”. I’ll upload the second part next week. Enjoy! <3

Pt. 01  |  Pt. 02  |  Pt. 03


Winter, 2016

You hate Sundays.

You have always hated them. There’s something about them you can’t quite decipher… 

Is it because you know the weekend has come to an end and a new boring week is going to start? Is it monotony? Loneliness? Sadness? Nostalgia?
You hate Sundays, but this specific Sunday, today, you can feel a heavy feeling in the back of your head.

Is it because of the cloudy sky? Or is it just you? Is it the cold weather of Seoul’s Winter? Or is it just you?

You sigh and rub your temples as you place your head in the window, the only thing separating you from the freezing glass is your grey beanie.

It has been a rough day at the hospital. Running up and down and not even stopping to have a cup of coffee. The snow has blocked some of the main roads and it has caused a few accidents. Blood, bones, people crying, more blood…

You hate Sundays. No, you hate winter Sundays.

All you want to do is arrive to your small apartment, call your mom, call your sister, have a nice bath and eat some pizza while cuddling in the sofa with your American Stanford: Pongo.

As the bus makes its way through the crowded streets of the city you moved in when you were ten, you look at the skyscrapers, the lights, the snow that covers the pavement, the people (hating Sundays as much as you do for what you can see in their faces) the cars, the streets… You would usually read a book as you always spend forty five minutes in the bus, but you finished the one Mei lend you last week and you have already read all the books you own, which are a few to say the least. 

It seems like another boring ride home on another boring Sunday evening. Or at least it seems so until the bus stops. 

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Different - Klaus Mikaelson // requested

Request - can you do a Klaus milkaelson x reader where the reader is new to mystic falls and he instantly takes an intrest in her and makes caroline jealous?? love your writing!

Pairing : Klaus Mikaelson x Fem Reader 

Requests are open. xx

Originally posted by imultifandomstuff

Originally posted by divine-trash


Mystic Falls. An unknown territory. Truth is, I never left New York. My parents sent me here to “better myself”. They tried to get me to stay with family friends but I shot that down quick. I’m 19. I can fend for myself. The only reason I came down here instead of bailing was because I might as well do something for them. Family is all you have in the end.

The apartment I bought was right in the town. As I looked from a window I saw town square and a bar across from my building. Smirking, I got dressed into a black tank top and ripped jeans. I grabbed my heels, purse, and leather jacket before stepping out into the cold hallway.


There weren’t a lot of people around as I across the street. And it was quiet.. Living in the city that never sleeps can be very loud. This was the exact opposite and it was kind of nice.

Walking into the grill or bar or whatever it is, I looked around. The door slammed behind me, catching some peoples attention. Music played softly in the background, and I arched an eyebrow. Is this really how people spend their time down here? I sighed and started to make my way to the bar.

“Rum and coke, please.” I asked kindly.

The man looked at me with a questioning look but made my drink anyway. Wow, they don’t even ID down here. I sipped my drink and scanned around the room. Not a lot of cute guys here. The man a few seats down wasn’t too bad, with raven hair and a leather jacket but I could tell that he’s spoken for. Him and brunette over there were speaking with their eyes.

The blonde one who made my drink was okay.. But he looked vulnerable. Reading people around me became a specialty of mine after years and years of boring family business parties. I let out a sigh before downing the rest of my drink. I turned my head and saw a man smirking at me. He was probably the best looking guy in the bar. From his smirk I could tell he was confident.

The blonde girl behind him didn’t look too happy, and stormed off. I smiled as he approached me.

“You don’t look like you’re from around here, love.” The man spoke with an accent. Accents have always been a weakness of mine, but I didn’t let it show.

“That’s because I’m not.” I grinned, looked back to the bartender. “Another rum and coke, please.”

“Put it on my tab, Matt. It’s rude to have a woman pay for her own drink.”

“Oh, so chivalry isn’t dead. That’s a relief.” I let out a light laugh as Matt handed me my drink.

“I like to think my mother raised me better than that.” His voice was smooth.

“Very well. What’s your name, stranger?” I asked, taking a sip, letting the burning liquid slide down my throat.

“Klaus.. And you are?”

“Y/N. Now that we’re acquainted, how about I beat your ass at a game of pool?”


Klaus ended up walking me back to my apartment around 11. I wasn’t drunk, but I wasn’t sober either. I could still walk on my own, but I had a giggly feeling.

“You can come in, if you’d like. It’ll probably be hours before I fall asleep.” I announced as I unlocked my door.

“No. It’s quite alright. Perhaps I’ll see you tomorrow.” Klaus smiled. He drank way more than me, yet he doesn’t even seem fazed.

I let out a giggle, “perhaps you will. Goodnight Klaus. You’re not that bad you know.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” He softly smiled before walking to the elevator.

Shutting the door, I stretched and started stripping. Making my way to the closet.


Waking up, it felt as if someone lightly traced their fingers on my bare back. Yet, when I opened my eyes I saw no one around. I stretched and probably let out the most sexual noise ever while I did it. That’s the beauty of living alone. You can make so many weird noises and no one will hear.

After showering and changing into my clothes for the day, I grabbed my keys and walked to the front door. I came to a stop when I saw a single envelope on the floor, as if someone slid it under the door. The writing on it was beautiful cursive. I opened it and saw that it was an invitation to a ball.

Holy shit, I didn’t think anyone threw those things anymore. Thinking it’d be fun I decided to go dress shopping. Flipping the card over I saw, written messily in the bottom corner, ‘Save me a dance. -Klaus.’.

Jesus, I don’t know who this man is… but he’s playing the cards right. I smirked to myself, and finally headed into the town. Walking from store to store I ran into the blonde girl from last night in a boutique.  

“Hi,” she simply spoke, standing in front of me with her hands clasped. I gave her an odd look.

“Hi.”

“What’s your name?” She asked.

“…Y/N. Yours?” I responded. I felt awkward talking to her, so I continued to browse isles. Looking at different price tags on beautiful gowns.

“Caroline.” She smiled. I will admit, she is beautiful.

“Nice to meet you Caroline. Can I help you with something?”

She looked around the room, “this might sound weird, but I’m trying to help you.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yeah, just stay away from Klaus… He’s trouble. I should know.”

I smirked and looked over to her, “everyone likes a bit of trouble. Thanks, honestly. But I can take care of myself. It was nice to meet you, Caroline.” I smiled before grabbing a beautiful dress and going to the register.


The ball was at 7, however considering I knew nothing about this town I decided to leave a bit early so I could avoid getting lost. The gown I was wearing was black lace. It was straight and flowed to the floor. I had my hair styled up, with loose curls falling out. My makeup was natural, with a bit of dark eyeshadow to make my eyes pop.

I ended up pulling into the mansion around 8:30. Try to get somewhere early, only to be late. Story of my life. Walking inside, I saw so many people in gorgeous dresses and suits. There were waiters walking about with champagne.

I snagged myself a glass and wandered around. I tried my hardest to look for Klaus - or hell, even Caroline, but no luck. I’m never good at events like this unless I had someone with me.

A few glasses later, I stood by the staircase. Contemplating leaving or not.

“Save me a dance, love?” I heard a voice from behind me. I smirked and turned around.

“Surprisingly, I haven’t danced with anyone. Just drinking your free champagne. If you’re lucky, you might get more than one dance.”

“How come you haven’t danced with anyone? As far as I can tell, most of the men can’t keep their eyes off you. Including my brother, over there.” Klaus smirked, pulling me to the dance floor.

“Believe it or not, most guys are intimidated by me. It was like that even in New York. Which one is your brother?” I responded, placing one hand behind his neck and the other in his hand.

“He’s over there, by the bar. He’s the one staring and trying to find out a way to win your heart.”

I glanced behind me and saw him smirking. I let out a laugh.

“He’s cute. But I’m not really into the whole Peter Pan look he has going.. And plus, I’m not that easy to win over.”

Klaus laughed, “I’ll be sure to let him know that.”

I laughed with him before he changed the subject.

“So, Y/N.. What do you like?”

“What do I like?” I laughed softly, “depends. Are we talking about in general or what I like in men?” I arched an eyebrow.

He smirked, “either one.”

I sighed, “well, I try to like everything. As cliché as this might sound, I like clothing. I’ve been thinking about designing some. I love art. But not that stupid modern art, where someone draws a line and calls it art. I like classic art. Like the Mona Lisa or Creation of Adam.. And as for men, I like them to be brilliant. Sophisticated.. But still dangerous. Every girl has a weak spot for a bad boy.” I laughed.

Klaus lightly chuckled, and looked into my eyes. He stepped away, mid dance, and held out his hand.

“Come with me.”

I narrowed my eyes at him but took his hand anyway. He led me up the staircase and I grabbed another glass of champagne on the way.

Klaus opened up the doors to a room and I walked inside. As soon as I stepped one foot inside, I gasped. Paintings were lined around the room and a desk and easel was placed in the middle.

“Oh my god.” I whispered, walking to one of the paintings.

“What are you? Like a collector or something?” I asked, lightly trailing my fingers down a canvas. I heard Klaus chuckle from behind me.

“No, actually I’m an artist. Or so I like to think.”

“Are you kidding me? These are gorgeous. The way you blended the paints together.. It’s amazing.” I smiled, and turned to face him. “You have talent.”

“Thank you. That actually means more than it seems.” He smiled back.

Suddenly the door opened and Caroline stood there, looking angry.

“Klaus. May I have a word?” Her voice was cold.

I saw Klaus roll his eyes before turning to me.

“Please excuse me, I’ll just be a moment.”

I smiled at him and nodded, turning back to the masterpieces in front of me.


For some reason, the party ended early and Klaus never returned. I was walking into my sad, cold apartment when I noticed something lying on my bed. I threw down my clutch and picked up the piece of paper.

It was a drawing, of me. My hair was down and it looked like I was smiling. I remember that moment, it was the night before when I was kicking Klaus’ ass at pool. The bottom corner had writing and it said, ‘Hope you forgive me for leaving you. I’d love to see you again. You’re different from the rest. - Klaus.’

I smiled like a drunk idiot before falling onto my bed. I think I might like it here.


Hope you like it!! Sorry it’s so late!! xx

Seeing An Attractive Foreigner At A Fan Signing (GOT7)

“I loved your bts reaction so could you please do got7 reaction to seeing an attractive foreigner at a fan sign?”


(gif credits to the original owners)

JB:
I think he’d be incredibly subtle about the fact he had noticed them. He would probably steal a few sneaky looks here and there - remaining discreet to be attentive to all the fans. Once they get to him however, he would freeze up a little from seeing them up so close. He thought he was being so cool but it would completely crumble as soon as he they got close. It wouldn’t be obvious to anyone else but I think they would pick up on it. 

Originally posted by jacksonisjbssin

Mark:
If he wasn’t giggly and nervous already, he would be even more giggly and nervous. I can just imagine this little cutie not being able to contain his shyness when he saw this person, and the whole of the group could sense bc he was normally just a lil’ shy (to be adorable). He’d be too awkward to get his flirt on so would become all bumbly when they came to his spot. He might utter out they were cute on a slip of the tongue but it would die inside.

Originally posted by thekpopquartet

(he’s so fucking precious)

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you please do a scenario/headcannons for the rfa + saeran meeting mcs older sister and she's interested in them. Like she tries flirting blatantly with them while mc is there and mc thinks they're gonna leave her for her sister because she's slimmer, prettier, popular and pretty much every boys dream girls via looks so she's really insecure. My sister constantly puts herself as the superior sibling and whenever I show interest in someone she makes it her mission to have them. Thank you

MC’s sister about to catch these hands lmao

Saeyoung

  • Saeyoung instantly knows what’s going on and constantly tries to make eye contact with MC help him 
  • “MC, your sister knows we’re dating, right?”
  • Whenever MC’s sister tries engaging him in conversation, he just takes out his phone to make it look like he’s busy
  • He’s cringing internally at how hard MC’s sister is trying
  • “Wow! Did I ever tell you how much I LOVE your SIBLING”
  • Probably throws some intense shade 

Yoosung

  • At first, Yoosung thought MC’s sister was just being REALLY nice and friendly
  • Boi when he realized it, he internally screamed and wanted to run out of the room
  • Holds MC’s hand aggressively 
  • Refuses to make eye contact with MC’s sister
  • “I’m part of this group called Men of MONOGAMY.”
  • Doesn’t want to come off as rude since he really wants MC’s family to like him but he has his limits
  • After MC’s sister leaves, Yoosung rushes to MC and assures them that he loves and treasures their relationship.

Zen

  • He has a lot of experience with lovestruck fans so MC’s sister wasn’t any different
  • When he’s sure MC’s sister is looking, Zen shows hella affection to MC and because he usually does that anyway
  • “You’re very handsome in your musicals but you’re even better looking in person!”
  • “Tell me something I don’t know” (shut tf doowwwnn)
  • Zen’s not afraid to be direct with MC’s sister and probably tells her to chill tf out because he only has eyes for MC
  • He sees MC looking upset and makes sure to call them all the cute pet names under the sun

Jahee

  • Tries to pretend she doesn’t know what’s going on and dodges all the attempts
  • Her go to topic is Zen’s musicals
  • Looks at MC from time to time to make sure they’re doing okay
  • Queen of topic avoidance! 
  • “Jaehee, MC can learn a thing or two from you about hard work.”
  • “I believe MC is perfect just the way they are and you should keep your opinions to yourself.” savage af
  • Though Jaehee isn’t confrontational by any means, if MC’s sister says anything out of line, Jaehee’s going to say something about it
  • Makes sure to tell MC how much she loves them and appreciates their friendship

Jumin

  • Jumin is having none of this nonsense ESPECIALLY from MC’s sister
  • Isn’t afraid to be openly rude and ignores all of their sister’s advances
  • The only two women in his life: MC and Elizabeth Third
  • “If you’re going to continue to act like this, you can leave.”
  • Hit em with the stone cold killa Mr.Han!
  • Doesn’t even let MC’s sister touch Elizabeth and says “her fur is too white to be tainted” BURN
  • Probably doesn’t take out the BEST wine (he saves that for MC)
  • If things get too out of hand, he’ll ask for his bodyguards to escort her out.

Saeran

  • Doesn’t even notice, he’s not interested enough in MC’s sister to actively care about whatever she’s saying
  • He just wants to leave the room tbh he’s just there to silently support MC
  • MC’s sister tries to touch him and he makes sure she KNOWS he doesn’t want to be touched
  • Quietly glares
  • “You’re so mysterious!”
  • “I’m not mysterious, I just don’t like you.”
  • Needs a few hours to decompress after all that annoyance and becomes kinda needy for MC’s affection (but he doesn’t admit it)
  • SNL season finale: sends off three cast members, reboots some of their best sketches and characters, brings back David S. Pumpkins
  • some of y'all: kate was in fewer sketches than normal?????? I feel so attacked?????????????????
100 Reasons Why I Love You – Theo Imagine

Requested by Anon: Can you do a Theo imagine where you are his gf and you always had been there for him, supporting him, defending him, and he never understood why you are still with him after everything he had done. And one night he asks you why love him and you give him like a hundredreason why you love him? i just need something fluff and cute w theo!!

Word Count: 1,293

Warnings: Mentions of sex but no descriptions. one curse word, and FLUFF!!!!!

Author’s Note: Feedback is always appreciated :)

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

Originally posted by hugwithsleep

Y/N sighed in contentment as she snuggled closer to Theo in their shared bed. He had his arms loosely wrapped around her figure, which she found a bit odd. He always held her tight against him, with the intentions of never letting her go and holding on to her for every second possible. Wanting for his affection, she buried her face at the crook of his neck, but got no reaction from him. In fact he was tense. Something was bothering him and she didn’t know how to approach it. Theo had never been good at talking about his feelings.

She slowly and carefully started tracing random shapes on his chest as she peppered his neck with small kisses. “Babe?” Theo hummed in response. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he sighed deeply.

She looked up and quirked an eyebrow at him. “Liar.”

Theo just gave her a small smile, which surprised her even more. She expected him to chuckle, maybe even defend himself, but he didn’t. She knew this was serious.

She gently pulled his chin down, making him look at her. “Talk to me, babe,” she said softly.

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please watch in HD, small screen with headphones.

I scream, I cry, I curse, I say I hate it and will never forget. I say I’ll burn everything to the ground if they don’t have a good and happy life but let’s be honest here, I’m all here for the drama, I live for it and happiness is for the fics haha And these two are pretty much the definition of drama itself, my poor babies can’t have like one week of peace it’s sooo rude but man I LOVE IT SO MUCH <3 You know what I love the most ? They always -ALWAYS- find they way back to each other. They’re SOOOOO beautiful I can’t even write how much I love them and how much they’re precious to my heart and soul <3
Anyway, I really think this season is one the best we had and I can’t think about the show being cancelled, it’s just impossible !
Oh and I was supposed to wait until the season’s finale to vid again but what can I say ? These two are my worst weekness <3