time for him to move on

‪Important things ronan did for adam: ‬ ‪ 

  • carried his stuff into monmouth and sat with him in noah’s room till he was ready to join the others ‬ 
  • helped him move into his st agnes apartment and never tried to make him move into monmouth because he knew that’s not what adam wanted
  • fixed adam’s rent when he got the letter from aglionby before adam even opened his own letter and told anyone because he already knew adam wouldn’t be able to afford it 
  • gave him a shitty mixtape for his car
  • dreamed up hand lotion for adam because he noticed how adam’s chapped hands were a discomfort to him  
  • sat with him after persephone died so he wouldn’t have to mourn alone 
  • messed about with him in shopping carts and on moving dollys probably helping to distract him from all the bad stuff 
  • helps him with his scrying in trk 
  • gave adam a reason to come back and a place to come back to if he really wanted to 
  • makes him feel blissfully happy 

 Important things adam did for ronan: 

  • never pestered him about school because he knows ronan hates it and always will 
  • pressed charges against his father so ronan wouldn’t go to jail even though he knew it would leave him homeless 
  • fixed the ley line for him 
  • let him sleep in his apartment 
  • made time in his jam packed schedule to go to the barns with ronan and research greenmantle 
  • thought of an incredibly clever way to take down greenmantle even though it was extremely dangerous 
  • made cabeswater play stupid music just to seem him smile 
  • saved his and opal’s lives 
  • slept next to him in the car so he didn’t have to be alone when he was mourning for his mother and told ronan to wake him if he needed to 
  • makes him feel like he caught happiness without meaning to
27 Dress Code Violations

@jilychallenge 04/2017 | @bantasticbeasts vs @anxiouspotter

Muggle AUs | “i get dress coded so you give me your jacket and we protest unfair regulations for girls together/you sass the teacher about how distracted you are by my shoulders”

Word Count: 2500

special shoutout to @jiilys. solidarity, sister



She walks into English fifteen minutes late, wearing both a deeply unflattering smock and a scowl. Neither are an especially new look on her.

“Vector,” she says under her breath, as an answer to Mary McDonald’s unspoken question. It’s the answer to every question in the room. Ms Vector is notorious among them all for her very strict adherence to the school’s dress code.

“Yes, Miss Evans’ entrance was very exciting, but I’ll have your attention back to the lesson now, please,” says Ms McGonagall. James snaps back to attention. It’s for the best.


“Here,” James says, shrugging off his jacket and thrusting it toward Lily. She gives him this look like, fuck off, and James has to bite his tongue to stop from aggravating her. “They’re doing uniform checks up the hall. Just put it on.”

Evans gives him a very strange look, and it takes him a second to realise that it’s neutral.

She looks good in his jacket.


Every third dress code violation results in a lunch time detention. It’s only October, and Lily’s already had six. She doesn’t look at James as she takes the seat three ahead and one to the left of him.


There’s a thump from somewhere in the back of the classroom, and McGonagall isn’t planning on looking up - it sounds like it came from the general vicinity of Potter and Black, and that’s certainly not a situation she wants to engage with - but the entire class is already turned around to see what the fuss is.

She strides down the aisle between the desks, and is about three years past surprised to find James Potter lying on the floor, gazing at the ceiling, glasses knocked aside.

“Am I boring you so much that you decided to take a nap?” she asks, and James gives this wicked smile, and here we go–

“Sorry, Miss, I can’t get up. It’s Evans’ shoulders - they’re overwhelming me. I simply can’t do anything until she covers them up. Sirius, tell me when it’s safe.”

He’s a funny boy, she’ll give him that. “Potter, get up. This is hardly the time for foolishness.”

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“I’m sorry, Dean,” Cas extended out his hand. It wasn’t the first time Cas tried to return a gift when they fought. It’s not like they fought often, but sometimes the life got in the way like it had today, sending Dean packing to his room and Cas with nothing to do but go to apologize. It’s his fault, really. Dumbass should’ve answered his phone.

“It’s a gift. You keep those.” They’d done this before, but Dean wasn’t that pissed to ignore the fact that Cas was still in his room trying. He usually just waited around outside like a lost puppy.

Castiel shifted his feet, unsure of what to do. “I should’ve ––”

“Damn right you should’ve.” Dean looked at the angel in the eye, not daring to hide the anger and pain he felt. “You go dark like that right now? I thought the worst, man. The worst.” Dammit voice for breaking at the last word. He was not gonna get emotional.

For what it was worth, it seemed to stop Cas. “There is no excuse,” he moved to sit down on Dean’s bed. Dean tracked Castiel the entire time, his jaw clenched as he waited for Cas to continue. “I-I’m sorry, Dean. There is nothing I can say…”

If he didn’t look like a lost puppy then, man did he look that way now. Dean felt himself soften even though the anger was still there. He thought back to the entire year Cas has had, between Lucifer and losing Kelly and Dagon…

“It’s been a rough year for you. I mean I’m pissed, but I get it.” Dean shifted so that they were facing each other, knees knocking together. Castiel wouldn’t meet his eyes in the slightest, but if Dean was going to say what he was about to say it was probably better that way.

“Look,” he sighed before he moved to prod Castiel’s hand so that it opened up for him. “I called you god knows how many times. I thought Dagon had gotten to you or something or worse. Then when we found her and Kelly and there was no sign of you I thought something else must’ve gotten you. I never once thought you were ignoring us…” he felt that anger again, but he steeled himself. “But you can’t do that, okay? Just, not to me.”

Castiel squeezed Dean’s hand, grounding them both. “I need a win, Dean. I need to win one for you. For myself.”

“I get it man, but you’re not the only one throwing snake eyes here.” Dean moved to grab Castiel’s other hand, the movement causing for both their heads to  inadvertently move forward so that they were nearly touching foreheads. “You and me…” He almost added and Sam, but that was not the point right now. “Face it, we’re just better together. And we’ll get that win. Together.”

Castiel moved forward so that they foreheads touched fully, nothing more to be said. Dean knew if he said anything more he might ruin it, ruin what they have right now. 

“Together,” Castiel whispered. It was enough to calm Dean down fully.

They remained that way for a while before Sam called Dean back to the bunker. The hunter squeezed the angel’s hands once more before resting his lips on the angel’s forehead for one moment. When Sam called again twice is when Dean reluctantly moved and left Castiel in his room.

For his part, Castiel then spent the next ten minutes fighting with himself over what he was about to do. Dean would kill him, or worse, if he did what he was about to do, but if it was to keep those hands from hurting an innocent soul than Castiel would move Heaven and Hell for Dean. Dean was Castiel’s reason for living, even after the hell of a year he has had. He wasn’t going to let that soul be tarnished further with this burden. The choice had been made, even if Castiel’s being didn’t know if it was right.

With tears in his eyes, Castiel grabbed the colt and left his heart in Dean’s room.

12.19 coda

holy fuck that hurt

It’s amazing, really. Castiel has blown him off, lied to him, stolen from him, and broken his god damn heart too many times to count today. But when Dagon raises her hand at him for what Dean thinks must be the last time, it’s still the worst he’s felt all week.

“No!” he screams, before all the breath is punched out of him at once. A golden glow takes over Castiel’s eyes, one that he hasn’t seen before.

He forgets to flinch when Castiel offers to fix his arm. He exposes the most vulnerable parts of himself, again, he never learns, and allows Castiel’s hand on him. His fingers hesitate over the folds of his sleeve, pressing more insistently when Dean doesn’t move away. He hates that he’s being cautious. No, he’s grateful for it. No, he - 

The familiar cold pulse of grace taking root steals his breath away.

“Are you ok?” he asks. Fragile and weak, like it always is with them.

The golden glow has left, but Castiel is still different somehow. He doesn’t slouch; he holds himself with all the confidence of someone that thinks themselves blameless. He’s seen that look at least once before, back when Castiel still liked to lie and go behind their backs for ultimately selfless reasons.

And he still asks Dean to trust him.

He would. He’s spent his day tracking phones and fixing trucks. It might hurt like a bitch, but this is all he has.

“Don’t,” he begs. A plea, a prayer.

Castiel drops his fingers to Dean’s head, and he doesn’t hesitate at all.

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NHL!Bitty (Pt. III) - Post-Season

Bitty loves Seattle as much as a southerner can love a city that barely sees the sunshine, and he loves his boys, but god bless it if he doesn’t cross his fingers and toes every year hoping to get picked up by a Metropolitan team so he can at least live on the same coast as Jack.

For a few blissful months every year, Bitty gets his husband back; and promptly does none of what he’s planned to do with said husband.

(Also, point-of-order, Jack’s three-year, 1.2 million a year, Falconers contract, is on the lower end of the spectrum. The average (2016) NHL salary is around 2.9 mil a year, meaning Jack went pretty cheap for someone being scouted by so many teams. Did our beloved Canadian hockey robot turn down mad-money elsewhere to sign with the Falconers? Probably.) 

Part I - Hug Check |  Part II - Chirping


They’re both snuggled up together in a rare moment of post-season calm. Neither are keen to move any more than the absolutely have to; tucked into lopsided couch cushions while the television plays split-screened between another film missed in theaters and the NHL Network.

It’s been a long, hard-fought season for them both: the Falconers knocked out of the playoffs in the second round, the Schooners barely making a dent in the first. Combine that with their newfound ‘chronic’ injuries and Bitty is happy to just lie here, mindlessly groping any part of Jack he can reach: he’s currently got a handful of pec, while Jack alternates between Bitty’s ass and lower back. It’s not arousing at all, just comfortable; until Jack’s wandering fingers hit a sore spot.  

“You okay?” Jack whispers when Bitty flinches.

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Long, Lean, and Lethal

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,106

Summary: The Reader finally takes things into her own hands when it comes to her feelings for Dean. 

Warnings: Consensual voyeurism, mutual masturbation, Reader being sneaky, Dean being cheeky.

A/N: This little drabble stemmed from a conversation with @salvachester about Dean and his physique. And well, it ended up naughty, I’m not sorry. So, here ya go. 

Originally posted by dancewithmejensen

He’s all muscle and sinew, coiled strength and energy, long, lean limbs and broad shoulders taking up more space than should be legal. Every movement is calculated, every action purposeful. Watching him work is like watching a choreographed dance; trained hands loading a gun, handling knives, fighting monsters, driving his car. It’s nothing if not sheer beauty.

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BUT YOU GUYS, Cas wanting to return the favor and making Dean a mix tape as well, and of course he isn’t sure how to even start so he’ll probably have to call Claire to ask her how it’s done. And her explaining how he should go about putting together a list of music that he likes, or that makes him think of Dean. 

So he gets it done, but Cas being Cas, he probably has a terrible taste in music, and so imagine Dean’s face when he first listens to it and the most cringe worthy songs play during Dean and Sam’s car ride to their next case.

Sam smirking the entire time, until Dean goes “oh bite me, Sammy!”, but Dean never making a move to turn the music off because this is Cas’ gift and on second thought, some of the songs may not be that terrible if you listen to them with an open mind and when they’re personally picked by the guy that you’re kinda crushing on.

BTS reaction when you turn them on because of your behaviour

anon: Can I request BTS getting turned on by accident for something that you’ve done? Btw, I love your blog 💕            

I had write it in my English lesson. I think that when my teacher saw it, she wasn’t happy  😂 



Originally posted by bwiseoks

Day like all other days. You are making dinner for you and Jin. You wanted it to be good so you focused on it. When he saw you like this, cooking and beeing focused on it, he find it sexy. And “beast” in his body waked up. He take you and lift holding with his hands on your ass. He sit you down on countertop and passionately kissing you, leaving hickeys all over your collarbones. Jin don’t bother to take you to bedroom, he stayed with you in kitchen, letting you know what he wanted.

“I need you. It’s your fault and take responsibility for it”


Originally posted by minsecretsoul

Red dress with lace. It was your outfit for todays dste with Suga. You looked incdredibly sexy and gorgeous. He waited for you to open the door. Then you show and he can’t say a word, keep looking at you. You looked so good. This red dress were speaking to him. He walk into your house pressing his lips to yours and feeling that today date will end in this part. Nothingcan stop horny Yoongz.

“This dress is too tight. Let me take it off and give you relief of wearing it”


Originally posted by itsrapmonster

Hobi and you were in practise room. He dancing and you looking at him and adoring. You wanted to show some moves too. When you started to sexily dancing he just bite his lips and eyeing you all the time. When you finished he just stand up, slowly coming closer then pressing you to the wall and kissing you all over your body. You were worried that someone can see you but he just continueing and heading to the main point

“I don’t care if someone will see us. I just want you to be mine now”


Originally posted by simondismydaddy

You wear one of his t-shirts. And it was the only thing that you were wearing. Not even a bra, only t-shirt and knickers. When he saw you, Namjoon automatically turn on. He wanted you know and don’t want to hear any excuses. He took you from behind and then he would take you and started to doing with you all what he wanted.

“You’re doing in on purpose,Y/N and now you’ll be punished”


Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

You dyed you hair for thw first time. You wanted to look more attracitve for Jimin. Your plan work out and he loved your new look. At once he saw you he felt that he have a problem and you are the only one person which can help him with it. Chim took you in his arms and you two ended on the sofa in salon “celebraitng” your new look. You knew what he wanted ~

“You look so damn sexy Y/N”


Originally posted by mvssmedia

Sometimes we have this day when we feel hauntingly, beatiful and hot. And this was that day. You wear some really tight jeans which make your ass look like a miliom dollars and same with your legs. When Tae “accidentaly” looked at your butt he started to feeling really needy for you. He back hug you, kissing your neck, then your lips, getting you to the bedroom. When you two were close to bed he just throw you on it and started a game.

“And know you’ll know why to not turn me on when I’m calmly sitting,Y/N”


Originally posted by jeonify

You were taking a shower. Jungkook back from practise and wanted to quickly wash and go to bed but you spend in bathroom so long. He walk in to the bathroom to ask if you can finish and let him take a shower too. You show your leg from behind -this something which is hiding your body in shower (idk how it names 😂)- and seductively ask him “How about you shower with me?”. His tiredness disappear. You don’t have to ask him twice. Jungkook take off his clothes in the blink of eye and join to you. Starting to kissing you and then you can imagine what happened.

“Let me help you with cleaning you babygirl. I will take good care of you”



  • Please Know That I’m Yours to Keep by pressurerin
    Summary: hogwarts!au; “Remember how I was making amortentia for my final potions project? Well, Isak ate some. And now…” Even gestured towards the way Isak was currently trying to lick his neck. OR; Even accidentally gives Isak a love potion.

  • I Guess I’m Floating by overestless
    Summary: Living with Isak causes Even to discover some of his habits.

  • all things soft and beautiful and bright by anathema (azirapha1e)
    Summary: Isak should’ve known it was a bad idea from the second he saw the Pinterest recipe, but - Well. He’s never claimed to be any good at saying no to Even.

  • think of how you found me, found me in those arms (so large and dark and holding on) by isakbechnaesheim
    Summary: Isak and Even spend some time in the closet together. 

  • isak x even | the do-over by WritenStuff
    Summary: Isak and Even find themselves at the house warming party that neither of them particularly wanted when that song comes on. 

  • Curtains, Posters, and Cream by BraveKate
    Summary: Isak thinks their new place is cursed. There are curtains.

  • Come What May by i_once_wrote_a_dream
    Summary: He can’t help that little thought, that insecurity from niggling in the back of his mind. That face that he’s seen before. Seeing again. The previous man of my life. And now he’s back. Sana knows him, and he’s wondering what that means. For them. For him. Alternatively, my take on what happens after today’s clip (2:10:3).

  • Good Grades by XioNin
    Summary: What might have happened after today’s clip (2:10:3). Isak tries to study, but even when they’re apart Even is a distraction.

  • you’re intertwining your soul with somebody else by cosetties
    Summary: roomates!au; Isak’s roommate is probably homophobic, or whatever, but that doesn’t stop his crush from forming.

  • isak x even | a place of our own by WritenStuff
    Summary: “It’s ours,” Even repeated, the corners of his lips drawing into a wide smile. “Our own place.”

  • i don’t mind, we have such a good time, my best friend by hippopotamus
    Summary: childhood friends!au; “Isak, I need you to kiss me.” Isak would be lying if he said the words didn’t make his heart thump loudly in his chest for a moment. At least, they do before he remembers who it is that he’s talking to.

  • Breathe Me by colazitron
    Summary: Isak and Even shotgun.

  • open the pod bay doors by iriswests
    Summary: Even’s trying to write a script for his class, Isak happens to catch a glimpse of the shit show, and they fall in love over a story of parallel universes.

  • Silence Your Phone by faerieswing
    Summary: Short fluffy scene that takes place the evening after the "Onsdag 19.04.17 12:06” clip from the biology classroom, once Isak gets home from studying. Kissing and cuteness ensues.

  • Golden by Aceteroid
    Summary: Their first meeting takes place at the hair dresser. Even really doesn’t think Isak should cut his S3 hair.

  • stay here and hold you by hippopotamus
    Summary: Isak comforts Even after he bumps into old friends at a party.

  • wasted on this feeling by bbyfruit
    Summary: He’s got a good grade in biology, he’s got his own place that’s full of light, and he’s got a boy with a pencil threaded between his long fingers and graphite smudged across his face.

  • behind the curtain, in the pantomime by dahlstrom
    Summary: Basically, Isak is just never going to speak to any of his friends for the rest of his life. Which shouldn’t be too difficult, since he’s pretty sure he’ll be spending eternity in this auditorium surrounded by these screeching revue nerds, what feels like a thousand of them. This is it, this is his own personal hell.

  • The things you discover when loving Even Bech Naesheim by odair_goes_my_sanity
    Summary: He needs you. You just being with him, not judging him and trying to understand is enough for him. Don’t be scared for him, he has enough fear of his own, be his brightness and his clarity and his knowledge that he is so much more than this and his life is a wonderful, beautiful thing that he should never feel ashamed of. (Or: The things Isak discovers when falling in love with Even)

  • the region of the summer stars by thekardemomme
    Summary: flower shop!au; Someone keeps sending Isak flower bouquets and Even happens to work in a flower shop.

  • Watching Over You by lavishsqualor
    Summary: In which Even knows exactly how to loosen his boy up.

  • so you play it wild by birthmarks
    Summary: Isak is dirty. Isak is shameless. Isak is possessive. Or: before, during, and after Isak and Even made out at school on Wednesday.

  • take me back, to the night we met by EvenbechNeiheim
    Summary: It’s 2 am, they saw 13 reasons why and they dance in their own kitchen while forgetting about the world.

  • living life gets hard to do by colazitron
    Summary: Isak and Even have been living together for two and a half months now, and things aren’t as rosy anymore. But still good. Always good. (They’re getting better at talking about things.)

  • Valhalla and Nirvana by verlore_poplap
    Summary: So there’s this box and Even finds it and there’s something inside it that Isak gets all shy and embarrassed about… any guesses what it is?

  • Puppy Love by skambition
    Summary: “Babe”, Isak put his hand on Even’s cheek, stroking it softly, “we can’t get a dog. Be realistic. You may have time now, but when you’re working on another movie, you’re basically not home at all. I can’t take care of a dog. You know me, I can barely feed myself!” Somewhere in the future, Even convinces Isak to adopt a puppy.

  • The only thing keeping me on fire by diamondjacket
    Summary: massage therapy!au; This guy—this profoundly, unfairly, deeply good-looking guy—is going to…put his hands on Isak? On his thigh? And, like…move them around? Listen, he’s just starting to maybe, possibly come close to beginning to acknowledge that he might not be one hundred percent heterosexual, all of the time. It’s slow going—okay, fine, it’s borderline glacial—but he’s getting there. He didn’t need this today. Or: Isak’s doctor tells him to get a massage. Even delivers…and then some.

  • stayin’ alive by bellaciao
    Summary: isakyaki starts a live video on instagram in their new flat.

  • i couldn’t love you any better by thekardemomme
    Summary: deaf!Isak; Isak and Even always say “I love you” out loud, although Isak can’t actually hear it.

  • Good morning Snowflake by E_Box
    Summary: Their first morning in their new apartment. Isak is just really happy so he goes buy themselves breakfast.

  • The Sleepless Night by bri_ness
    Summary: It’s their first night in their first apartment, but Isak and Even can’t sleep.

  • Like magnets do by littlemovie (Lejla)
    Summary: In which Isak and Sana are study buddies, Yousef can’t stop looking at Sana and Even is the prettiest boy Isak has ever seen.

  • In another life, my dear, by HeartbeatsAreMySymphony
    Summary: soulmates!au & childhood friends!au; They fell into the same rhythm as before, though this time, it was more boisterous: passionate. It was a secret they kept to themselves, and a part of Isak reveled in that: to have a world that belonged to only Even and himself. And, maybe, he was selfish— taking Even for himself when they both belonged to others. But it felt oh so right, that the guilt never lasted more than the length of his eyes flickering down to his wrist, then back to Even.

  • Hjem by XioNin
    Summary: All Even wants is his home. 

  • I’ll give you the brightest sunshine by iheartpeterhale
    Summary: It was something that they new would always happen, a life being brought into their lives that would make all the gloomy days into something so bright.

  • Sign of Love by Skamtrash
    Summary: deaf!Isak; Even and Isak navigating Isak’s deafness in their newfound relationship.

  • home has always been with you by withoutwords
    Summary: Isak finally caught on, spluttering around his coffee, “Wait, you want to move in with me?” Even had laughed about it for a long time.

  • The Common Factor by hannastigenius
    Summary: Isak is sappy and ponders over the changes his life has seen since he met Even as they move in together.

  • intertwined by quiteyet
    Summary: If you asked Even and Isak what it was like to be in love with each other, this would be it.

  • there’s no one else i would rather do this with by jungdok
    Summary: 3 times Isak pushes someone away, and one time he doesn’t.

  • I can’t talk to you about it (not yet) by neomaxizoomdweebie
    Summary: Do you know how much your love weighs, Even?

  • As long as we’re together by boxesofflowers Eeyoreneedsahug
    Summary: Isak and Even move in together. Good thing they like each other because their apartment is shit. Also, Isak doesn’t know how to use a payphone (that might just be because it’s broken).

  • “I brought kittens” by hippopotamus
    Summary: “I brought kittens” is the first thing that Sana says when she arrives at Isak and Even’s apartment.

  • Serve You Long by eiqhties
    Summary: Sana would be the first to admit that recently it’s all been starting to get to her. It’s how she ended up visiting Isak and Even in their new flat in the first place; finally giving in to Isak’s increasingly desperate pleas for her to revise with him. (Sana’s POV)

  • asshole by antokilljoy
    Summary: You caught me filling a very inappropriate coloring book but somehow ended up lending me your sharpies instead of running the other way and I think I might be in love with youOr: Isak and Even meet on a train.

  • Plane by Aceteroid
    Summary: Even, the flight attendant, and Isak, the pilot, both work at the same airline. After a flight from NY to Paris things are heating up between them.

  • (Not so) Public Displays of Affection by radiantarrow
    Summary: Jonas would like to be grossed out at how in love they are, but he can’t. Isak spends the rest of the night curled around Even’s chest, still animatedly debating with Magnus over some stupid topic while playing with Even’s hands. Or his hoodie string. Or his sleeve. Anything he can get his hands on, really. Or, five times Isak was comfortable with PDA around his friends, and the one time he was comfortable with it in public.

  • he’ll never walk away by thekardemomme
    Summary: parenthood!au; “Tell him to join the fucking club. I’ll make t-shirts if I get enough members. The Fuck Isak’s Shitty Father Club, meetings every Wednesday.”


  • Curiosity Killed the Cat by 21in_a_parallel_universe21
    Summary: An AU where Even is a intern at a veterinary clinic and Isak has a grumpy, sick cat.

  • Beauty and the Beast by Masterless ✓
    Summary: Beauty and the Beast!au; Isak finds himself in the clutches of a horrid beast, trapped inside a castle, lonely. When he thinks all is doomed, he finds love in a strange place.

  • Checking From Behind by DickAnderton
    Summary: HateToLove!au; Isak is to captain his hockey team this season which means he has to somehow learn to cooperate with the newest addition to their team: Even Bech Næsheim. This proofs to be impossible, especially when nothing about Even’s mysterious transfer adds up and his moods are just too frustrating.

  • super rich kids by koolranchkidz
    Summary: The van was parked on the side of the empty city street, next to an apartment building. The sun had begun to peek out from behind the horizon and the streetlight had been turned off for the past ten minutes. Even heard Jonas grunt, “Fucking finally! Jesus-” from the front seat. He turned to face the other car window and froze in his spot at the sight. He saw a boy coming down the apartment stairwell lugging an over-packed, black suitcase lazily behind him with one hand. In his other hand, the boy was holding a cup of KB coffee with drips of brown down the sides. He couldn’t make out the boy’s face from that far away, but going by his body language, Even could tell he was exhausted. Or: In which Jonas is rich as fuck and takes The Boysquad™ to the Bahamas after graduation, and many, many things happen.

  • In my pocket by Greenteafrappuccino swang40
    Summary: After Even bought an action figure, a cute boy with snapback, from toy store last Saturday, weird things started to happen. His food kept missing and his bio homework was always done for him in the morning.

  • maybe i’ll get drunk by hippopotamus
    Summary: Theres a really hot third year around, and the only way Isak knows to deal with it is alcohol.

  • Pizza my Heart by sunshine_evak
    Summary: HateToLove!au; How a pizza delivery boy and a guy who never tips end up falling in love.

  • Living With the Uncertainty by kitsunechikyu
    Summary: soulmates!au & coffee shop!au; “Despite Jonas’ insistence that finding your soulmate was all a part of the capitalist agenda, Isak secretly liked the possibility of having someone made especially for you; two halves of one whole searching for each other across time and space. It might have been a little sappy, and not usually his style — he was going to be a micro-biologist after all — but he couldn’t help but hope that he’d find his someday.” Or, Isak is just barely dragging through himself through life and Even is the cute barista that works at the local coffee shop. 

  • Wake Up In The Morning Light by CouldBeBlue
    Summary: In film, lighting is key. It sets the mood of scenes, the ambience; it helps carve out certain moments. It helps bring emotion to the screen, and enhances it too. It’s one of the nuances of cinematography that Even loves most. During a pivotal moment in time, lighting says a lot of what isn’t spoken out loud. So in his opinion, it should really be reserved for important occasions. When Even thinks of all the moments in his life that are worth defining with light, he thinks of the ones with Isak.

  • Tomme Hender by thesoulsailor
    Summary: Isak’s mother signs him up for a self-defence class. Even teaches Isak more than how to deflect a punch. 

  • Don’t know what I was waiting for by alwaysevak
    Summary: HateToLove!au; Even stares a lot, Magnus thinks he’s the sun and Isak just wants everyone to know he’s an ass. 

  • Driving Me Wild by Skamtrash
    Summary: Isak is not gay and he doesn’t have a thing for that guy Even at Bakka. That’s not him. He has money and he has standards. He would never. Except he does.

  • The Only Way Up is Believing in Never Looking Down by hopefuldelusion
    Summary: HateToLove!au; Isak never wanted to work with Even, but maybe it really was the best thing for the both of them.Or: AU where Isak and Even are both actors and have heard rumors about each other but don’t actually know much about the other person and are forced to play opposite in a film. 

  • I’ve Got Issues. by tarjeisandvikmo
    Summary: Isak doesn’t know who he is, or what he is. But he hates it. All he wants is to FEEL, like Jonas or Magnus, or anyone. But he is numb, he is so far gone that he doesn’t even feel that he is hiding anymore. Maybe he is simply non-existent. But he will change himself, if it is the last thing he does. I’ve got issues, but you’ve got them too. So give them all to me and i’ll give mine to you. I’ve got issues, and one of them is how bad I need you. Or, the AU in which Isak is not very accepting of himself, at all. He is even more awkward and shy and angsty than in the original, can you believe it?

  • Ghosts by FiftyShadesOfStyles (Millskitty)
    Summary: 2017 marks Even Bech Næsheim’s last year of high school and, if he wants to be admitted in NYU, he needs to blow everyone’s mind with his play. The boy’s schedule will only get busier as graduation arrives but, that won’t stop Even from dedicating his whole self to his school. Juggling between finals, college applications, running the art department, writing the art section in the school’s journal and setting up a full play, how will the boy find time for his future love interest?

  • I place the sky within your eyes by LaStrega ✓
    Summary: magic!au; Even just wanted to buy some nice candles. In hindsight, this is all Sana’s fault. Or, how Even met a boy who could spin galaxies from his fingertips and how Isak learned that not only magical beings can turn your world upside down.

  • Didn’t See This Coming by givemesumaurgravy
    Summary: sugar daddy!au; Isak is behind on his rent again and Eskild has the bright idea to sign him up for a Sugar Daddy dating website.

  • By Far More Lucent by Everlarked
    Summary: Even is 19 years old when he changes high school. He failed his senior year due to mental health problems. This is also the reason why he goes to a new school. His girlfriend, Sonja, did finish high school and she’s taking a year off to wait for him to finish, too. So that they can go to university together next year. But on his first day in his new school he sees someone. And that someone changes everything.    

  • Wrong Place, Right Time by VictoriaSmith
    Summary: wrong number!au; Isak always lived the same normal day, never being any change. That is until the attractive third year Even Bech Næsheim sent him a random text. 

  • All Your Colors Start To Burn by CouldBeBlue
    Summary: “You want me to model naked for your friend’s class?” Eskild claps his hands, “Yes! That’s exactly what it is!” (Alternatively, Isak is behind on his rent and ends up being the nude model for UiO’s art class. Even happens to be a student.)

  • I feel it when you look at me by photographer_of_thoughts
    Summary: blind!Even; "Did you hear about the new guy?“ Jonas asked, motioning over to the other side of the cafeteria. Isak looked up and became rather breathless at the sight of the tall, blonde, and totally gorgeous boy wearing sunglasses. Wait. Sunglasses? Inside? "Must suck to be the new transfer and blind. I hope someone is helping him find all his classes.” Or, Isak and Even learn to see each other.

  • Knock Four Times by folerdetdufoler
    Summary: uni!au; Isak is a senior in college, studying at a university in America. He lives in an apartment on campus with three other guys and works part-time in the student center to help with his tuition. As much as he’s enjoyed the whole college experience, he’s ready to graduate and head back to Oslo, to his city, his family, and his boyfriend .But then, during the first week of his last semester, he steps off the elevator onto his floor and sees a guy sitting in the empty hallway. Isak walks over to see if he needs help with something, and finds out three very important things: his name is Even, he just moved into the building but already got locked out, and he is fucking gorgeous.

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my thoughts on Arrow 5x19

This gif is an accurate representation of me. Everything I’ve been waiting (rather patiently, if I do say so myself… as someone who doesn’t come by patience naturally, I think I’ve done a pretty swell job this whole last year *pats self on back*) is finally starting to happen. I’m hesitant to say it’s more glorious than I imagined, because I tried very hard not to imagine anything specific, but it’s pretty damn glorious and I couldn’t be more pleased. 

  • Felicity had The Best wardrobe this whole episode. When I saw that red dress at the beginning I literally gasped
  • Curtis is definitely veering towards annoying with all his quips and babbling, but the Airplane! quote at the top of the show made me chuckle. Yes, it was bad timing. But I still enjoyed it. 
  • It’s more than a bit nerve-wracking to watch Felicity dance on the line like she did in this episode. Like Oliver, I want to protect her and I found myself constantly gasping and going “oh no!” and “ack! Felicity!” but in the end I’m all “that’s my baby, I’m so proud” so it all worked out.
  • The best way to describe Oliver in this episode is “Shook”. The best way to describe Diggle is “Shook Pt. 2″
  • I’m snickering at the boys being at odd ends because their wives are going rogue on them. 
  • Also: Felicity and Lyla crossing paths and sniping at each other is equal parts delightfully entertaining and nerve-wracking. Is this going to put a damper on future double dates? 
  • I’m pretty #TeamLyla most of the time, but not telling Dig and Oliver that they’d moved Caden was… a bad move. Very bad move. SOOOOO bad. C’mon, Lyla. Don’t be that way. 
  • Even though, seeing Diggle and Lyla at odds makes me feel uncomfortable and I just want to yell “Don’t get divorced, mom and dad!”
  • Rene was my pumpkin cupcake this episode.
  • I’ve really grown to love him this season and the FEELINGS I had last night were off the charts. 
  • Is it just me or has Rene become Quentin’s honorary kid? I’m all for this, btw. If you ask me, it’s a step up from his last child. 
  • Oliver drinking
  • GUYS. Oliver just does NOT drink. A shot here and there, maybe a celebratory toast or a beer with OTA. But this is a man who needs to be in control 100% of the time. He never sits down with a bottle like he did last night. I’m shook
  • That is how upset he was about facing off with Felicity. That’s how much he didn’t mean “don’t count on it”. That’s how much he loves her and wants her safe and her soul intact and it’s just killing him, the distance between them and OMG I HAVE ALL THE FEELS. 
  • I think I officially have too many feels to adequately discuss this episode. All that’s coming out of my brain are whale noises. 
  • The moment Dig said “I’m not the man she was gonna marry” I think I stopped breathing and I didn’t start again for the rest of the episode. 
  • You know that gif where the person’s eating popcorn and they stop with their hand halfway to their mouth and they’re just O.O? That was me. 
  • Actually, no, I was Oliver. He froze and then, slowly, looked at Dig like “omg wtf did you just say to me?”
  • The engagement was OFFICIALLY brought up. And it was everything I wanted it to be. Olicity is off pause, folks. We’re hitting the play button. The fast forward in some spots. THE WAIT IS OVER. 
  • The scene in the loft was so much better than I was expecting. I was NOT expecting Felicity to bust out the “one of the reasons I fell in love with you” thing. YEP. The pedal is to the metal. We’re full speed ahead!
  • And how her voice softened? And she stepped closer? The TENSION in that scene was amazing. I’m giddy. 
  • There was the whole blue laser face-off that was equally hot and sad and amazing. 
  • And the final face-off in the bunker… My heart hurt for BOTH of them here. She absolutely believes he doesn’t trust her. She doesn’t realize he doesn’t trust himself. It’s all gonna come out. BRING ON 5x20! 

I’m gonna go fan myself and find something chocolate to eat. I need to recover. What a heck of an episode! 

Originally posted by olivergifs


I’ll fix it guys, I’ll fix our broken hearts from tonight’s episode!

Calm… this was the first time Jughead could honestly use that term in regards to his father and the tumultuous life they usually lead. F.P had been framed, it all came out eventually thanks to Betty, Archie and Veronica, they worked endlessly to clear F.Ps name and in the end the murderer was still on the loose while Jughead took comfort in the quiet of the trailer he and his father shared. Neither of the Jones men brought up Toledo again, it was a conversation for another time and even though it was calm, things were most definitely not okay.

Jughead was miserable, he hadn’t spoken to Betty since the night of Homecoming and although she played the biggest part in freeing his father, she didn’t want to see him.
Understandable. The things Jughead had said, the way he blamed her, put everything on her, just like her mother did, it made him sick to think about the way he had pulled away from her that night. He had watched her reach for him, her eyes filled with tears as she begged him, but he ran. He ran and bit out nasty, in the moment cruel words.

That’s not to say he didn’t try, Jughead had climbed the ladder by her window for an entire week, never finding the beautiful blonde, he would find out a few days later from Archie that Betty had moved into Pollys room, she was having a hard time sleeping and her father had suggested a change of scenery. He knew all about that, living in the Riverdale Register.

That brought him to where he was now, staring at the girl of his thoughts as she dug in her locker, her tiny cheerleading skirt looking to big on her, had she lost weight? She was already so small. Jughead had never been able to muster up the courage to speak to her on school grounds, what would he even say? Sure in her room it was different, that was their space, the place they shared their first kiss, the countless hours with his head in her lap as she studied her notes, perched on her soft mattress. But school? He wasn’t confident here, it was a foreign place filled with bullies and judgement. Jughead watched as she pulled her bag over her shoulder and leaned against the lockers, resting her head on the cool metal.

Fuck it.

Jughead threw his backpack in his own locker and made his way towards her, keeping his steps quick and light, he didn’t want to scare her, make her run before he even got the chance to see her.

“Bets.” He spoke low as she popped her head up, and swayed a little before maintaining her balance. When Betty’s eyes caught his her whole demeanor changed, she stiffened and her hands begin to fidget.

“Im going to class.” She slammed her locker shut and attempted to turn on her heel but Jughead was faster, he placed an arm out before her, blocking her movements.
“Let.me.go” she whispered, her eyes scanning frantically.

No, Jughead thought, no not this time.

“Betty please, talk to me. I…”

A very unladylike snort of indignation came from the blonde beside him
“Talk to you?! You want me to talk to you? Oh wait, that’s right, now you wanna talk right? Because everything’s easy? when the going gets tough, the tough get going huh? Just leave me alone Jughead, go on Toledo is waiting” she finished off, her tone exhausted and her eyes so dull and sad he physically felt his chest ache.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I took it out on you, it was a lot to take in, I was overwhelmed… I…”

Betty cut him off turning her body to look at his, her eyes softer now
“I know that Jughead, I know you felt betrayed, I know how hurt you were, and I’m so sorry for that, but… you can’t take it out on me. Every time something goes wrong you hurt me, you say angry things and then regret them later. Your birthday party? Homecoming? I can’t do that anymore. I get that you never really had faith in our relationship but I… Jughead… I never would never hurt you, not on purpose. The things you said to me? You wanted to hurt me and I can’t… I can’t be hurt anymore. I.. Jughead I love you, but I won’t be that girl.”
She quickly wiped at her eyes and sprinted off to class, leaving Jughead staring after her.

Jughead turned to the lockers and slammed a fist into the one beside Betty’s, what was wrong with him? How could he hurt her? She felt used and she was in pain and what did he do? He dig the knife in her back just a little deeper.

“Dude, you gotta watch out with that, that’s your typing hand.” His former best friend appeared out of nowhere holding an ice pack and smiling sadly. The only time the two boys spoke was when Jughead was inquiring about Betty.

“You’ve gotta fight for her man, that guy? That guy that said those things to Betty? That’s not you dude. You’re not your dad, you’re the best of all of us.” He joked, lightly punching his arm.

Jughead leaned back against the locker, feeling tears prick his eyes
“She’s not gonna want me, the way I made her feel? And then she tells me…” he felt a stray tear fall to his cheek, damnit he hated crying especially in front of Archie.

He felt the red headed boy lean beside him,
“She loves you. I heard it. That means something, you just gonna pass that up?” He asked nonchalantly, side eyeing Jughead.

“I don’t wanna hurt her man, you saw what i did, how I made her cry? I can’t do that again.” He whispered

“So you don’t.” Archie stated simply “you love her, the way I know you do, you show her that you won’t hurt her.”

Jughead slowly brought himself up off the wall and nodded
“I’m not losing her.” He stated with finality
“I’m getting her back. I love her.” He finished, the ghost of a smile creeping on his face.

Archie roughly patted his shoulder
“We’ll go get her then! She’s in the Blue and Gold, her moms there working on something.”

Jughead nodded quickly, racing down the hall before turning back to Archie
“Wanna get a burger at pops tonight?” He asked with a smile.
Archie felt his own eyes burn and grinned back
“ you got it pal.”

Slamming into the Blue and Gold office Jughead instantly found Betty, sitting prim and proper beside her mother, she looked up when she heard the door open and her eyes widened

“Jughead..” she started, before her mother cut her off
“Give him a chance Elizabeth, there might be something he wants to say.” Glancing apologetically at the boy, Alice cooper dropped a hand to his shoulder on the way out, things weren’t forgiven but it was a start.

“I don’t care what you have to say, my mother doesn’t know..”

Jughead cut Betty off

“I love you.” He started, smiling as he watched her slam her mouth shut and bring her palms to her chest “what” she whispered

“I love you Betty Cooper. I know I’m an absolute idiot and I know that I hurt you, but I won’t hurt you ever again if you give me another chance. I can’t lose you. What we have is too amazing to give up. If you would just let me show you. I can be better, I can be different. I love you so much.” He was practically panting as he finished, he looked up to the gorgeous blonde who was standing there staring at him, waiting for him to finish

“You don’t have to be different for me, I don’t want you to change. I just want you to trust me. If you really love me you need to trust me.” She whispered moving even closer. Jugheads hands found her waist and he pulled her flush against him before whispering against her lips

“Oh I really love you.”

Holding each other in the Bkue and Gold office after declaring their love for one another felt too good to be true and in a town like Riverdale that was probably the case, but in this moment Jughead knew, he wasn’t letting go. Not now, not ever.

memeroni-n-cheese  asked:

Inquisition romances reacting to hearing Cole talk about talk about how the inquisitor feels about them?

Cassandra: “Strong and brave but romantic on the inside, hiding it like crystal in rock. So beautiful it hurts, and sometimes she looks at me like she does and I feel like nothing can touch me.”

By the time Cole is done with his speech Cassandra is bright red, and everyone in the party gets a stern warning to forget they heard anything. But later, when they get a moment alone, she leans against him and marvels that somehow she was the one with the happily ever after.

Solas: “Wise and clever and funny when no one is looking. Soft whispers, gentle hands, exploring the Fade. His hands move when he talks, lights up from the inside when he is excited to share something.” 

It’s hard to make the Dread Wolf blush, but there is no denying the red that tries to climb up his neck. A sloppy kiss on the cheek from his Vhenan makes it worse, but even after he mockingly pushes her away the glow settles into his heart.

Sera: “Laughter and pranks, hard beams of the roof beneath us, funny words in funny places and when she smiles it lights up the whole tavern. She–”

The threat of arrows in unhappy places mean that the thought never gets completed, but Sera is sure to reward her honeytongue later for being so sweet.

Blackwall: Quiet and brave and sad, sometimes, but when he smiles he looks like a different person. Laughing and joking, sawdust in my hair and straw in his, a world away from the world. Happy, happy just with him.”

If the Inquisitor seems embarassed Blackwall will tell Cole to shush, but if not he makes no comment and simply presses the words into his heart– even as he knows he doesn’t deserve them.

Dorian: “Handsome  and clever, and so brave even though he doesn’t know it. Sometimes his mustache tickles when we kiss, and he talks to himself when he’s asleep. Kissing against the library shelves when no one is looking, hands in his hair because it makes him fuss.”

Dorian is still learning exactly how comfortable southerners are with his…whatever it is with the inquisitor, but when Cole’s soliloquy nets only gentle teasing he takes heart, and without a doubt will never forget the words that spell out how his Amatus truly feels. If he’s feeling very bold he’ll steal forward later and reward those words with a fast kiss.

Iron Bull: “Sometimes after we–”

After months of close quarters the Iron Bull has gotten pretty good at telling when Cole is going to start spouting off things that are best kept between two people. And besides, he has a dragon tooth around his neck and a the slow intermingling of their belongings in his room to remind just how he and his Kadan feel about each other.

The notched bed post is also a pretty good indicator.

Josephine: “So clever and witty, never flustered by the nobles but her eyes cross if I kiss the tip of her nose. She works too hard and takes on too much, but it makes me feel safe. Dancing and laughing, smiles and kisses and so much happiness, hope Leliana sees the happy. Her hair curls in the morning and when she wakes up she smiles at me like I made the sun rise.”

By the time Cole is done the Inquisition’s chief diplomat is bright red, but tears of happiness swim in her eyes as she lets her lover hip her into the kind of kiss only princesses in fairy tales seem to get.

Cullen: “So strong, so brave, taking on too much. His scar tickles my lips when we kiss, and he always closes his eyes when we do. Blushes and flirting, and when he holds my hand it feels right. He works too hard and worries too much, but when we were together the desk was more than a desk. Whole in the roof and stars in the sky, but he is the one who guides me when I’m lost.”

If the Inquisitor was not away on a mission it is very likely that Cullen would have simply imploded from embarrassment. As it is he flushes beet red, but a part of his heart is brimming with happiness, and maybe it is finally time to plan that trip to the lake…

–Mod Feredone

Be a Good Boy

Member: JungKook // BTS

Genre: Smut, Romance

Short Summary:  A submissive/masochistic JungKook having a choking kink + there’s mommy kink, as well as orgasm denial (courtesy of @koneko14 ) and I don’t know where that came from ;-0

A/N: I’ll be waiting for my compensation for this ;-) @koneko14

Words: 1.3k

/ PT.1 // PT.2 /

“Jeon JeongGuk, if you don’t keep your hands to yourself, I swear to God that I will make you immobile.” She growled, warning in her tone as her eyes narrowed in onto the man whom she spoke to.

To her further aggravation, he was smirking with satisfaction of her annoyance, and she cursed quietly as his hips puckered up with his hands suddenly gripping her waist and pushing her down.

Since she was supposed to be the one leading that day, she was not going to put with his assertions in no shape or form and so she stopped herself from riding his dick, pushing his broad self into the bed and getting off, walking around the bed and leaning over to reach the black box under. “Are you serious?” JungKook’s voice stammered for a second, before a nervous chuckle escaped his lips.

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Emergency Brake

Spencer Reid x Reader

You’d seen him almost every morning for the past twelve weeks on the way to and from work. You assumed he lived in the same direction as you as he was always on bus into the city in the morning when you got on, and stayed on it after you got off.

Occasionally he wasn’t on the bus and you always wondered why. Was he ill or on vacation, did he work away?

Maybe one day you’d ask him.

More than likely not. You’d just settle for admiring him from afar.

You looked forward to seeing him, even if you didn’t ever speak to him. He was pretty. Dark brown hair that was perpetually messy, hazel eyes, and a jaw bone you were fairly certain you could cut glass on. He was by far one of the most attractive men you’d seen in real life.

He almost always had a book with him, a different one every time, and you wondered how the hell he got through them so quickly. You bought books with you too but it took you three to four days to finish one. Whereas it seemed to take him less than a day, the book he was reading on the way home often different to the one he had in the morning. He was either a super quick speed reader, or he had a super short attention span and got bored with the story line easily.

Today was cold and the bus was packed. You’d spotted him at the front of the bus, one empty seat across the aisle from him. You took it, seeing him glance up at you and smile shyly. You smiled back and sat down, tugging your ear buds out and shoving them into your bag. You didn’t mind listening to music on the train but you always turned it off when you got on the bus for some reason.

Four stops away from yours, a heavily pregnant woman boarded and looked around for a seat. No one moved to offer their’s up, everyone avoiding eye contact.

You sighed and went to stand up, catching her eye and motioning to your chair. She smile gratefully and made her way towards you.

The man opposite you looked up from the book his nose was buried in and frowned, seeing you exchanging your seat with the woman. He went to stand.

“Here, have mine instead,” he offered.

“No no no. It’s fine. She can take mine. I’m up now.”

You moved out of the way, the woman thanking you and sitting down. The bus began to move again.

“Well at least have my seat then. I’ll stand.” He rose from his seat and you saw that he was almost a foot taller than you.

“Seriously it’s fine. I get off in three stops anyway and you’re always on here after me. Sit back down. It’s okay.” You smiled at him in assurance and after a moment or two, he reseated himself.

You gripped the pole next to where he was sat, holding on tight. You hated standing up on public transport but you weren’t about to make a pregnant woman stand and you didn’t want to take his seat, even though he’d offered.

You watched him push a lock of his hair back behind his ear, closing his book and putting it back in his messenger bag.

The bus stopped suddenly, jerking you and making you stumble, knocking his head with your bag as you clung onto the pole trying to keep your balance. You were too short to easily reach the overhead strap.

“Shit. I’m so sorry!”

“It’s fine. I’m okay. I have a hard head.”

Two more passengers got on the already crowed bus and it set off again. At the next stop, the bus jerked again. This time, you lost your balance completely and wound up on the attractive man’s lap.

Your eyes widened and you scrambled to get off, his own face shocked at the stranger he now had sitting on his knee.

“Fuckity fuck. Shit. Fuck!” you pulled yourself upright again, bright red with embarrassment, his own cheeks flushed.

“I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry!”

He started to chuckle, amused rather than angry.

“Are you sure you don’t want my seat? You seem pretty desperate to get in it.”

You laughed back at him, your embarrsment subsiding slightly.

“I’m sure. I’m just clumsy. One more stop anyway.”

The next stop came and you were seriously considering complaining to the transport agency about this drivers breaking. Again you were sent stumbling into the man’s lap, frantically grabbing at the pole to pull yourself up so you could get off the bus and get home, ready to research a new way of getting to work so you would never have to see this man again. So far today you’d hit him with your bag, and landed in his lap twice.

He was trying to help you but your bag had landed awkwardly and had somehow tangled with the straps of his. By the time you were upright and able to start moving, the bus had pulled off.

“Balls,” you sighed.

“That was your stop wasn’t it?” he asked you.

You nodded in response, moving to pull yourself off his knee where you still were.

He put his arm out, stopping you.

“Listen, just stay put. It’s probably safer that way. The next stop is mine anyway so we can get off together. I don’t want you falling into me again and making me miss mine too,” he grinned at you, and you couldn’t help but smile back.

He had such a nice smile, wide and happy with straight white teeth. His eyes sparkled when he grinned, making his handsome face even more beautiful.

“I’m Spencer,” he introduced himself.

“Y/N. I’d offer you my hand, but I figure we’re kinda beyond that now right?”

“Well you are sitting on my knee. I guess we are. Right, the stop’s coming up. Think you can handle walking down the aisle without falling over?”

“Who knows. I’ll probably still manage to fall into you or something. You might just wanna wait for a few moments and walk a few paces behind me.”

“You might be right there,” he replied, teasing you.

The bus stopped again and you hauled yourself up, rushing down the aisle and shooting the driving a filthy look as you got off. He wasn’t the usual driver and you blamed him for your embarrassment.

“Y/N… Wait.”

Spencer called after you and you haulted in your tracks, turning towards him.

“Erm… Do you have far to walk?” he asked, looking down at his feet nervously.

“Nah, I’m only five blocks out. The exercise will probably do me good. I’m really sorry by the way.”

“It really is okay… Listen… Erm….. You like coffee right? I see you with a Starbucks cup most mornings,” he was still shuffling his feet, not really making eye contact.

“I live on coffee. I swear I probably pay the manager’s wages single handedly with the amount I spend in there.”

“Would you…. Erm… Would you like to get a coffee with me sometime, maybe?”

He was asking you out?

He was asking you out!

“Really? You wanna get coffee with me?” You were totally surprised. This guy was way out of your league. Yet here he was, stuttering slightly and stumbling over his words.

“Only if you w-want to… It’s okay if you don’t… I understand,” he finally met your gaze, rejection already set in his face.

“Do you wanna go now? I kinda owe you one.”


“Sure. You can tell me how you manage to get through so many books…. ”

“You notice that I read?” he seemed totally surprised.

“Yes. It’s hard not to notice you. You’re kinda the best thing about my journey.”

He blushed before replying, “You’re kinda the best thing about mine too.”

You both smiled shyly at each other, before you decided to take the intitate and reach for his hand.

“Coffee shop’s this way.”

rain0fashes  asked:

What do you think the most visually beautiful scene or episode is?

oohhh, good question!

In terms of the most consistent visually stunning episode, I believe it’s Futamono. 

It begins with Hannibal’s music, something that runs throughout the whole episode, it’s one of the first times we get to see his composition, where as previously we’ve seen him dance to someone elses tune as it were, here he’s singing his own song. Not only is the music beautiful but it sets the tone for the whole episode as we descend further into Hannibal’s world than we’ve ever been before (and Mads looks wonderful doing so.)

We move into a wonderfully visceral scene with Hannibal and Alana cooking, with Alana so unsure about where she stands with Will, as she skewers pieces of heart and tomato (which Hannibal has previously woven into roses for her) and they discuss what happened to Hannibal in Mukozuke. After the recent loss of Jonathan Demme, I think it’s also important to talk of this shot with Caroline Dhavernas, which is so similar to some of the shots of Jodie Foster, which helps to ensure empathy with the character, as opposed to just viewing the women of horrors and thrillers as objects, which is so typical of the genre.

Then you have one of the most elaborate kills in the series, which I believe was done for the most beautiful reason, because the victim destroyed the habitat of songbirds to create a completely empty car park.

I always adore the autumnal scenes in Hannibal, for this reason Potage is a highlight, the scene with Larissa, Abigail and Nick for example is lovely in colour. In Futamono you get one of these such scenes. I love autumn, so this is a super personal thing, but it certainly adds colour and texture to an episode.

Over the course of Futamono we see Hannibal preparing for a dinner party, this whole process is as beautiful as usual, but the scale is insane. It’s gourmet in the most incredible sense, and the idea that this sort of food is being made for a TV SHOW?! It’s incredible, and I don’t know whether it’s ever more apparent than it is in Futamono.

Then, as if they feel they didn’t already achieve enough during this episode they create three new stunning rooms in Hannibal’s house. Previous to this, we’ve only really seen the kitchen and dining room (and a bit of hallway) in this episode we get to see a drawing room, or entertaining space, a foyer and the bedroom *winky face* and all of these rooms are insane, stunning and so totally Hannibal Lecter.

And then even Gideon’s kidnap, with those beautiful almost gossamer and heavenly curtains, (and Mads in scrubs, did I mention Mads?)

and then if you thought that that enormous dinner party wasn’t enough cooking, you get that wonderful scene with the sculpting and the autocannibalism. I also love that they have to smash their way into their food, I think the open violence of that mirrors the hidden violence of Hannibal removing Gideon’s leg well. And all of this mirrors the amputation of Miriam’s arm which becomes important at the end of the episode.

The episode ends as it begins, with Hannibal’s melody, this has been an episode where Hannibal has come back out into the open after re-assessing the situation post framing Will, and the torment of Mukozuke (having to kill Beverly and nearly being killed by Matthew) the Chesapeake Ripper has returned and is ready to play.

Sorry for the long post, but there’s lots of elements which are beautiful visually, narratively, metaphorically and cinematically. I think Futamono is a journey through many elements of Hannibal’s life, and Hannibal’s life is one of aesthetic excellence and that is why the episode does so well aesthetically!

Title: Thanks for Being Here

Warnings: None

Author’s Note: It’s short and sweet. I believe one of the requests was for a previous game, but I didn’t get to it in a timely manner and I wanted to make sure I got this one out before too much time had passed. I also posted a Jordie Benn imagine tonight. Max Domi is up tomorrow, and it might be my favorite imagine yet…

Word Count: 1,403

Your eyes instinctively fell closed, your heart sinking into your stomach. Taking a deep breath, you opened your eyes, skimming the sea of disappointed fans all around you; finally settling on Auston. Standing by the bench, his hands were resting on the top of his stick, his bottom lip pulled between his teeth as the Capitals celebrated at the other end of the ice.

You had managed to make it to all of his home games during the playoffs; carefully planning your schedule and reworking your obligations back home, making the 5-hour drive from Michigan each game. The two of you had met when he was playing with the National Development Team and both of you worked hard to maintain your relationship over the past few years, despite the distance. For all the doubt there had been surrounding the Leafs at the beginning of the season, you couldn’t be happier for Auston and how far the Leafs had come, but it was still disappointing to see the boys lose.

You heard Ema sigh as her arm wrapped around your shoulders, giving you a squeeze; the two of you sporting matching frowns. Your eyes followed Auston as he made his way through the handshake line, then to center ice as the team saluted the crowd, his shoulders slumped. You and Auston’s family headed to the lower level of the arena to wait for him. Your phone buzzed moments later, slipping it out of your pocket you saw a text from Auston.

Auston: I’ll meet you back at my place? More media stuff to do than usual.

(Y/N): Okay. I love you.

Auston: Love you.

As you went to put your phone back in your pocket, you noticed Ema was quickly typing a message out on hers. Glancing up at you, she gave you a quick smile.

“I guess we’re all getting the same message?” she asked. “We’re supposed to leave and he’ll talk to us later?

“Yep, that’s the same one I got.” you sighed, just wishing you were able to give Auston a hug.

“Brian and I are taking the girls out for a late dinner. Do you want to join us?” she asked.

“I appreciate the offer but would you mind just dropping me off at Auston’s on your way?” you questioned. “I should be there when he gets back.”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

The short drive to Auston’s from the ACC felt like an eternity. You waved goodbye to his family, watching as the car drove away. Walking slowly into the building, you thanked the doorman as he held the door, making your way to the elevator, and stepping into Auston’s condo a few minutes later. You changed into your pajamas and made a cup of tea before settling the love seat on the balcony, overlooking the bright lights of the Toronto skyline, the cool spring air felt nice on your skin.

You were lost in thought a while later when the glass door slid open, Auston stepping out onto the balcony, having already changed out of his suit and into a pair of sweats and a t-shirt.

“Hey.” he mumbled, forcing a quick smile on his face before it fell, sliding the door closed behind him. “I was looking for you for like, 5 minutes. I thought my parents took you out to eat with them.” he said, walking over to you, taking a seat beside you.

“They offered, but I wanted to be here when you got home.” you said, setting your mug on the low table in front of you.

You leaned back, Auston crossing his arms in front of him before resting his head against the wall, his eyelids fluttering shut. You sat in silence for a few minutes, listening to Auston’s steady breathing. You knew he was upset about the loss, and you didn’t want to pressure him to talk about it. You scooted closer to him, his arm instantly draping around your shoulders, you cuddled into his side, his arm pulling you closer.

“I’m sorry.” he breathed, finally opening his eyes, turning his head to look down at you after a few moments. “I can’t believe you drove hours to see… that.”

“Auston, you have nothing to be sorry for.” you said, your hand resting on his chest. He looked down at you, unconvinced. “I would drive that distance to see you lose every game of the season if it meant I got to spend more time with you.”

A smiled tugged briefly at the corners of his mouth before settling into a straight line. “You’re too good to me, you know that?” he said, shaking his head sadly.

“I know this whole season has been hard on you, you’ve been more stressed than I’ve ever seen you. Is there anything I can do to help?” you asked earnestly, looking for any way to soothe your boyfriend’s worries.

“You being here is more than enough.” he said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I didn’t want to lose, I’d give almost anything to still be playing, but you know, I’m just exhausted. Just sitting here with you and not having to think about opponents, systems, scoring…. It’s just what I need.” he admitted.

“Do you want to talk about the game?” you prompted.

“No.” he said flatly. “Maybe tomorrow, maybe next week, maybe never. Right now, there’s just so much shit going on in my head. I don’t even know if I was making sense to the media.” he sighed. “And then tomorrow is just another day of interviews where I’ll get to keep talking about it.” he frowned.

“Can I tell you one thing?”

“Sure.” Auston replied, reaching up to brush a strand of hair off of your face.

“I’m so proud of you, Aus. You’ve been working so hard for so long and I’m glad it’s paying off. I’m just so happy for you and I’m really proud of you.” you said.

Auston smiled the first genuine smiled he had all night. You tilted your head, your lips meeting his with a matching smile.

“Thank you for being here.”

“I’ll stay as long as you need me to.” you said, running a hand through his hair, pulling his lips back to yours.

“You mean that?” he questioned as he pulled back.

“Of course, I do.” He nodded, turning to lay on his back, resting his head on your lap, his long legs draped over the armrest. Your fingers tangled into his dark locks, massaging his scalp. He relaxed into your touch, looking up at you through his long lashes. He studied your face, thinking. You raised your eyebrow, but he gave you no hints as to what he was thinking.

“What’s going on in that head of yours, Matthews?” you laughed after a moment. He reached up, pulling one of your hands away from his head, holding it in his own over his heart.

“I know you have a lot going on at home and I’ll be heading back to Arizona in a few days. But… maybe next season you’d want to be here in Toronto with me… permanently.” You saw insecurity in his eyes, unsure of what your answer would be.

“Are you asking me to move in with you?” you smiled, your heart almost beating out of your chest.

“Yeah. I am. Then you wouldn’t have to spend so much time driving. If you wanted, I’m sure you could get a work visa; you wouldn’t have to if you didn’t want to though. I know it’s a lot to think about, but then you’d be around after all my games. And I think you’ll find I’m a lot more fun after wins. I just think—“ he babbled nervously.

You leaned down, your lips finding his to shut him up.

“That means you’ll think about it?” he asked when you leaned back a few moments later.

“Yeah. I’ll think about it.” you agreed. “I already have an answer, so make sure to give me a heads up if you change your mind.”

“I won’t.” he smiled. A shiver ran through him, goose bumps rising on his skin. “It’s cold, babe. Can we go to bed?”

“Of course, babe.” you replied as Auston sat up. “You need sleep.”

“And I need you to cuddle with me.” he said, a playful pout spreading across his lips.

“There’s nothing I’d rather do.”

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Request: Hey I absolutely love your imagines, can you do one where Y/N is comforting Auston Matthews about the most recent OT loss and just the overall stress of the playoffs. Like super fluffy and cuddly pleasee

I THINK I MADE THE CUTOFF UNLESS IM TOTALLY OUT OF IT, if that is the case go on with your wonderful selves and ignore this! But can I request an Auston Matthews imagine where you live in the U.S. (Michigan maybe?) And make it up to his last game of the playoffs and comfort him after? (Also,sorry if this has been requested!)  

Auston Matthews #4.2


Anonymous said: Please please pleaseee do a part 2 to the auston matthews imagine you just did 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 soo good


Anonymous said: Can you do a part two of your recent Auston one? How they end up watching movies after the fire please !!!

Anonymous said: Please do a part 2 to the most recent Auston Matthews imagine!

deannaard said: Can you make a part two? This is just so cute and cuddly

okayleafs said: this was so cute! you should definitely make a pt 2💗

boo-boocmf said: Please do a part 2. This was SOOOO good.

A/N: wowowowow i was not expecting so much response from this imagine but damn thank you all so much <3 sorry if this sucked haha i wasn’t sure if i liked it honestly

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Originally posted by nylanderhoe

“Auston’s coming over?” Steph questioned while looking over at you, her eyes only leaving the road for a moment before she was focused on driving once again. You shrugged and then bit down on your lip. “I mean, you two were pretty cozy by the fire,” she smirked now. 

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