too worried to be excited

You vs the alliance he told you not to worry about.

Luffy might not be too excited, but boy I am living. Everything about this chapter was gold, from Chopper/Carrot/Brook being adorable to literally everything Jinbe did to #bruleeanddieselfornakama2k17, I could not be more hyped right now bring on the tea party wooooooooooooooo

(Thanks @shevoj1207​ for the advice on this one!)

I don’t know why, but I kept thinking about Harry’s first tattoo this morning.

It happens a few years out of Hogwarts, after Auror training when Harry has enough experience to lead some missions or go onto the field on his own without an older supervisor.

He, Ron, Hermione, and a smattering of others from their lines of work gather every other Friday at their favorite bar tucked into the edge of Diagon Alley. It’s how they unwind after a long week at work, catch up when life becomes too hectic to know what everyone’s up to. And it’s not too popular which allows them to relax without worrying about press or excited citizens. 

It’s late, and mostly everyone has decided to head home, but Harry is just tipsy enough that he knows he may get sick after floo-ing home and he can’t concentrate enough for what’s required to apparate. So he exits the bar and wanders down the darkened streets of Diagon Alley to clear his head, thankful that everyone is too wrapped up in their own business to care that Harry Potter is in their vicinity. A few people gasp, nod, and wave at him, which he tries to minimize and keep moving.

He stumbles upon the tattoo shop by accident, ducking into the nearest door when he hears a sharp “Oh! Wait! Is that–?” from behind. 

The shop is empty save for a light coming from a back room, and Harry considers leaving again before whoever works here comes out to see him in their shop, but then movement against the wall catches his eye and he’s mesmerized into stillness. The walls are covered with prints, various small designs and occasionally larger pieces scattered all over in a similar aesthetic common in muggle tattoo shops, except these tattoos move. They twirl and interact like the paintings in Hogwarts, though they’re silent while doing so. He sees tiny broomsticks zooming across the walls, butterflies, birds, owls, and even dementors flying alongside them. There are hearts that actually beat, flames that flicker, typewriter text that repeatedly appears and disappears. There’s a whole section of ladies who giggle together, waving and winking when they notice him noticing them. One of the mermaids whispers to her friend and Harry finds himself blushing at artwork, wondering if they can actually gossip in whatever plane of existence these things exist in.

“Sorry mate, we’re closed,” a gruff voice announces behind him and it takes all of Harry’s training to prevent him from flinching or looking like he just got caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to do. The man from the back is dressed very casually for Diagon Alley, in a sweater with rolled up sleeves and dark jeans. Before Harry can even register his face, however, his eyes zero in on the moving images on his forearms. He’s not close enough to see details, but he thinks he catches sight of a rose blooming and wilting in a continuous loop. An actual moving tattoo.

“You hear me?” the man asks again, his tone making it clear that Harry isn’t welcome at this time. 

“S-sorry,” Harry stutters, still feeling the after affects the drinks. His brain feels slow and clumsy, like he can’t keep up with this new process of information.

He knows he’s recognized as soon as the man’s eyes flicker to the scar on his forehead. Thankfully, the man doesn’t seem to care all that much about who he is. “Boy savior or not, we’re closed. I know I didn’t lock up yet but we aren’t open until 11 tomorrow. If you want a tat I suggest you come back then.” There’s a pregnant pause and the man’s eyes seem to see through him. “When you’re sober.”

“I wasn’t looking to get a tattoo,” Harry tries to explain.

“Then you’re really in the wrong place.” He gestures to the door and Harry turns to leave, not wanting to get on this guy’s wrong side or continue invading a closed shop. 

Right as he’s about to open the door, a flash of gold jerks away from the handle and Harry’s eyes (tipsy or not) are fixed on the familiar movement. He follows the shiny blur as it streaks across the walls, avoiding all of the other designs with ease before settling in the back corner, nearly disappearing within a pot of gold at the bottom of a rainbow. A snitch. He hasn’t played quidditch in so long…

“If you change your mind you can come back tomorrow, kid. Closed means no more customers.” Harry considers making a comment about not being a kid anymore but decides against it, leaving the shop and walking out onto the thankfully empty street.

Harry returns to the bar and uses their floo to make it back home. He thankfully doesn’t throw up but he lays awake in bed that night thinking about that tattoo shop, imagining all the different pieces of art people could have moving on their bodies.


He can’t stop thinking about the shop. It’s been a month and he’s still thinking about it. His brain has started to imagine different moving pieces on his own body and he spends a much longer time shirtless in front of the mirror considering what it might look like. He asks around, and not many people seem to have these sorts of tattoos. “I’ve heard about it,” Auror Johnson tells him, “But I think it’s new. Tattoos have always been more popular with muggles.” 

Hermione tells him that tattoos, permanent markers, have always been something wizards are cautious of. Something about ancient runes and the connection between artist and canvas. 

Ron scoffs loudly and explains the story of Bill and Charlie’s little adventure to get tattoos years back. How his mom had been furious and forbade any of the rest of them from even thinking about doing the same. “She’s popped in on us in the shower before, just to make sure.” Harry doesn’t have to ask to know that Charlie probably has a wicked dragon tattoo somewhere on his person. 

The more he thinks about it, the more anxious he is to return to the tattoo shop.


He goes back three months after the accidental entry. He’s walked past the outside numerous times, always passing it when he’s in the area getting drinks. The bright neon TATTOO sign out front is magical, the winding neon strands changing fonts and colors as it hovers in front of the shop. It’s calling out to him, literally and metaphorically.

He makes an appointment that night, right before closing, and the shop owner warns him against drinking beforehand. Because 1) he won’t do a tattoo Harry will change his mind about and 2) it doesn’t actually help you ignore the pain like people think it will. Magical tattoos don’t hurt any less than muggle ones.

Harry figures if he can die and come back to life that a tattoo won’t be so bad. 

He’s right.

That night he goes home and immediately strips off his t-shirt, standing in front of the mirror, smiling at the reddened flesh on his ribs that’s wrapped up and in a still position until it’s healed enough. It should be ready within a few days, the shop owner had said. Harry stares at the design in the mirror, giddy with excitement at his reckless decision for the first time in too long.


It becomes a game of sorts for Harry to play a Seeker’s game in the mirror after a shower or when he’s brushing his teeth. The golden snitch flits around his body with speed that’s startlingly accurate, wings fluttering at a pace that’s nearly invisible to the naked eye. It disappears behind his back, around his arms, hides itself in his hair. His hand jerks out to catch it right as it ducks down his neck, chest, under his pants. Harry laughs, feeling comfortable in this skin with it’s new companion.

He wakes up the next morning with the sunlight streaming into his bedroom through the light colored curtains. His vision is blurry without his glasses, but he sees the snitch tucked in his right palm, wings folded inside almost as if it too is sleeping. Harry curls his fingers, mouth twitched into a sleepy grin, and falls back asleep.

WIP for some up coming merch~ I wanted to try and make beach towel;; haha;; Sorry my merch is so stupid and self indulgent L O L

I’m trying a new printing vendor…but if it comes out well then I will probably do Shiro too. And Lance if I don’t tire out of rendering abs (it will never happen don’t worry)

UNDERTALE starters
  • “…But nobody came.”
  • “I… I’ve changed my mind about all this. This isn’t a good idea anymore.”
  • “YOU! You’re standing in the way of everybody’s hopes and dreams!”
  • “I don’t want to break their hearts all over again. It’s better if they never see me.”    
  • “Despite everything, it’s still you.”
  • “Ah, the cactus. Truly the most tsundere of plants.”
  • “Go ahead. Prepare however you want. But when you step forward… I will KILL you.”
  • “It’s me, [name].”
  • “Wow! We haven’t even had our first date and I’m in the friendzone!”
  • “It pains me to say this, but… you should probably never come back here.”
  • “Maybe looking at this nice lamp will help you.”
  • “There is nothing left for us here. Let us erase this pointless world, and move on to the next.”
  • “They thought that he had killed the child.”
  • “Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off.”
  • “We’re all counting on you, kid. Good luck.”
  • “Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming… Perfect weather for a game of catch.”
  • “You can certainly find better than an old man/woman like me.” 
  • “I do not know if this is pathetic or endearing.”
  • “Oh. My god. I didn’t expect you to show up so soon! I haven’t showered, I’m barely dressed, it’s all messy, and…”
  • “You’re way better at dating than I am.”
  • “Get dunked on!”
  • “This is the power that the humans feared.”
  • “They must be here, playing a joke on me. I’ll just wait until one of them admits it…”
  • “…You really like hot animals, don’t you?”
  • “It was nice to meet you. …Goodbye.”
  • “On days like this, kids like you should be burning in Hell.”
  • “Remember. DON’T kill anyone. …I can’t believe this is a REAL thing I have to remind you.”
  • “…Why are you still here? Are you trying to keep me company?”
  • “You should be smiling, too. Aren’t you excited? Aren’t you happy?” 
  • “Don’t worry, my little monarch, my plan isn’t regicide. This is SO much more interesting.”
  • “What makes you think you’re in control?”
  • “Never come back here. You are not welcome.”
  • “Why does someone as great as me have to do so much to get recognition?!”
  • “You made your choice long ago.”
  • “Don’t you realize that being nice just makes you get hurt?”
  • “So you finally made it. The end of your journey is at hand.”
  • “I didn’t cry! I just… caught something in my eye!”
  • “You know what would be more valuable to everyone? IF YOU WERE DEAD!”
  • “Look. [Name] didn’t come to the meeting today. Say what you want about him/her/them. H/She’s/They’re weird, naive, self-absorbed. But [name] has NEVER missed a meeting. And no matter what time you call him/her/them on the phone… Night, day, afternoon, morning… He/she/they ALWAYS answers within the first two rings.”
  • “Anything you want to do is important enough. Even something as small as reading a book, or taking a walk… Please take your time.“
  • “[Name] hated humanity. Why they did, they never talked about it. But they felt very strongly about that.”
  • “WELL? Are you CHERISHING?! CHERISH HARDER!”
  • "If you… If you think I’m gonna give up hope, you’re wrong. ‘Cause I’ve got my friends behind me.”
  • “Perhaps we can reach a compromise. You still have something that I want.”
  • “Always wondered why people never use their strongest attack first.”
  • “No matter the struggles or hardships you faced… you strived to do the right thing. You refused to hurt anyone.”
  • “This is why I never make promises.”
  • “ …Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “
  • “Honestly, fighting you IS pretty fun… So even if you ARE a sicko, I’ll take it!”
  • “Maybe you’d be better… at not killing anyone? Crazy idea, huh? Let me know how that one goes.” 
  • “Did I ever tell you about the time [name] flirted with me?”
  • “STOP PETTING THE ENEMY!”
  • “Now, I understand acting in self-defense. You were thrown into those situations against your will.”
  • “You’d better watch yourself, kid. Things are lookin’ real bad for you.”
  • “Are you ready? If you are not, I understand. I’m not ready either…”
  • “Oh my God! Will you two just smooch already?”
  • “Don’t you get it? There’s no such thing as happy endings. This is all that’s left…!”
  • “The internet! I’m quite popular there!”
  • “Do you think even the worst person can change…? That everyone can be a good person if they just try?”
  • “Don’t worry about it. Most of us have tried to kill [name] at one time or another.”
  • “Wowie! You did it! You didn’t do a violence!”
  • “Not everything can be resolved by being nice.”
  • “Don’t kill, and don’t be killed, alright? That’s the best you can strive for.” 
  • “Oh no! You’re meeting all of my standards!”
  • “Anime is real, RIGHT?!”
  • “Maybe you’re wondering if I ever get tired of winning… Wanna see my answer?”
  • “Sorry, I do not have much to say. It was nice to hear your voice, though.”
  • “This is all just a bad dream… and you’re NEVER waking up!”
  • “Down here, it’s kill or be killed!”
  • “I can’t come back. I just can’t, OK?”
  • “I so badly want to say, ‘would you like a cup of tea?’ But… You know how it is.”
  • “Would you smooch a ghost?”
  • “The truth is… [Name] wasn’t really the greatest person.” 
  • “Well, if I were you, I would have thrown in the towel by now. But you didn’t get this far by giving up, did you?” 
  • “You’re not really human, are you? No. You’re empty inside. Just like me.”
  • “Are you bored? I should have given a book to you. My apologies. Why not use your imagination to divert yourself?”
  • “I’ll hold victory in front of you, just within your reach… and then tear it away just before you grasp it.”
  • “Come on! Step forward and let’s end this!”
  • “Don’t you get it? This is all just a GAME.”
  • “Are those two robots…?”
  • “If you have some sort of special power… isn’t it your responsibility to do the right thing?”
  • “Stop plaguing my life with incidental music!”
  • “Self-defense? Please. You didn’t kill them because you had to. You killed them because it was easy for you. Because it was fun for you. Do you think it was fun when I found out…? Do you think it’s fun when people’s family members never come home? Is that fun? No. “
  • “I wish I had eight legs… so I could wear FOUR pairs of hot pants!”
  • “The more you kill, the easier it becomes to distance yourself. The more you distance yourself, the less you will hurt. The more easily you can bring yourself to hurt others.”
  • “RUN. INTO. THE BULLETS.”
  • “I can’t go to Hell. I’m all out of vacation days.”
  • “They just sort of showed up one day and…asserted themselves. The town’s gotten a lot more interesting since then.”
  • “Our king is really bad at names.”
  • “If it weren’t for you, I would’ve never gotten past him. But now, with your help, he’s DEAD.”
  • “Then why’d you kill my brother/sister?”
  • “I’ve done everything this world has to offer. I’ve read every book. I’ve burned every book. I’ve won every game. I’ve lost every game. I’ve appeased everyone. I’ve killed everyone.”
  • “What did you do to him? …What did you DO to him?!”
  • “…I don’t have the heart to tell her what you did. Do you know how she’d react?”
  • “You didn’t even need my help, which is great, ‘cause I love doing absolutely nothing.”
  • “I’m smiling and I hate it!”
  • “Do you wanna have a bad time? 'Cause if you take another step forward… you are REALLY not going to like what happens next.”
  • “If we’re really friends… you won’t come back.”
  • “Did you really think I was gonna be satisfied… killing you only ONE time?”
  • “I remember when I first woke up here, in the garden. I was so scared. I couldn’t feel my arms or my legs…”
  • “Even after all this time, you’re still the only one that understands me.”
  • “Why do I always get the freaks?”
  • “It’s possible that you may have a problem.”
  • “What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth…”
  • “I’m nineteen years old and I’ve already wasted my entire life.”
  • “If you’re so scared, why do you keep winking?”
  • “Don’t you have anything better to do?”
8

Team Japan (figure skating) || Winter Universiad2017

Of Coffees in Summer ( COLE X READER)

REQUEST: @desicookie - Hey Can you write an imagine where the reader works at a coffee shop, near the riverdale shooting destination and cole comes their frequently. Because he loves seeing the reader, also something where the reader loves talking to cole whenever he comes?

A/N: Basically what @desicookie requested, with a little more add-ons. I’ve also mentioned about the recent clash between Cole and the street musician in the story because I’m a daredevil ;) jk.. Just felt like it.  ALSO a Harry Styles’ concert to spice things up a bit ! :)Hope you like it x Requests are still open.

-

 Working at the coffee shop for 4 hours every weekday wasn’t quite how you planned your summer. Ever since Sumer break commenced, you’ve been working here at the coffee shop. Your summer goal was to earn enough money to buy tickets for the upcoming Harry Styles concert. The tickets go on sale in just two weeks and you’re busting your ass to buy the tickets. Your dad already agreed to pay half of it but since it’s VIP seats you’re seeking, you’re still in need of a lot of money.

“(Y/n), there he comes again,” your co-worker/friend Cara whispers into your ear.

Triing, in walks Cole Sprouse. Yeap, ½ of the famous Sprouse twins. He has been coming here for quite a while now ever since his show Riverdale got the permit to shoot some few episodes just few blocks away from the coffee shop.

Since it’s a really small secluded neighbourhood, no one has ever noticed him or approached him so far in the coffee shop. Maybe that’s why he likes coming here.

Sure, when he first came to the coffee shop, which was 3 days back, you and Cara couldn’t stop fangirling like 12 year olds but Greg, your boss, told you that if you couldn’t keep it together he would have to fire both you and Cara. Ever since then, you and Cara have been keeping your cool. 

Today Cole looked even more frustrated than usual. He had a very angry look on his face when he walked in. He took the seat near the counter, he seems to have a lot on his mind. Neither you  nor Cara want to approach him since he does look quite aggravated.

“It’s your turn today,” she pushes you.

You roll back, “No, no, I can’t take his order, look at his face!”

“(Y/N), you just have to-“ she pushes you really far and really close to Cole Sprouse. Ugh, she is so dead.

“Um, everything okay?” you try to ease the tension,

He looks up at you with a stone-cold face.

Scared, you immediately utter, ”Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. I’ll come to take your order later-“

He sighs,”Uh, I’m sorry,” He rubs his eyes,”I just have a lot on my mind,”

Okay.. you don’t know what to respond since this is your first actual conversation with Cole, other than him ordering an Americano every other day.

“Do you know the musician singing outside?” he point towards a certain lady with a guitar on the street.

You’ve seen her before but you don’t really know her.

You shake your head in response for a ‘no’.

“Nevermind. So anyway, she won’t stop playing her music and now we can’t shoot even a single scene because she won’t budge. We’ve already got the permit to shoot here but she-“

Cole trails off as he notices the blank look on your face since you have absolutely no idea what he’s talking about.

He snickers,”My goodness, you have no idea what I’m  talking about”

You’re embarrassed,”I’m sorry. Just here to take your order,”

Cole smiles,”Oh about that, I’ll an Irish coffee today,”

Hmmm, interesting choice.

“Is there something wrong?” he questions

“No, why?”

“I saw your face change when I said Irish coffee”

You snicker, ”Ah, sorry. It’s just that you’ve only ordered Americano so far. I thought you-“

“Wait, you’ve taken my orders before?”

You nod,”Yeap,”

He looks really surprised,”Since when?”

“Since three days back, I’ve taken two orders so far, excluding this one…not that I’ve been counting,” you trail off.

He chuckles,”Interesing. Why have’t I noticed you before?”

You quietly bring yourself closer to his ears and whisper,”I forgot to wear my invisbilty cloak today”

Cole laughs in response, “Good one,”

“One Irish Coffee coming right up,” you smile and take your leave.

“Wait,….” He must’ve realized only now that he hasn’t asked your name yet.

“(Y/n). My name is (Y/n),”

“So tell me, Miss (Y/n), is the Irish coffee any good?”

“Um, I’ve never tried it actually,”

“Ah! Good because you’re trying one now with me,”

“I possibly c-can’t..” you stutter, I mean, C’mon Cole Sprouse just asked you to have coffee with him.

“Of course she can!” Cara peeks in from behind taking off your apron,”I’ll cover. You’re welcome,” She smiles sweetly at Cole and leaves.

Cara, I swear.

Cole chuckles,”You can sit,”

You take the sit across him nervously.

“So, you like working here?” Cole attempts to start a conversation.

You sigh and roll your eyes, ”Don’t even get me started! I’m only doing this because I really want to go to this Harry Styles concert which is due in only few weeks. You know Harry Styles, right? The gorgeous curly haired lad from One Direction. Oh my gosh, I’ve never been to any One direction concert, ever. So when I heard that Harry  was going to do a concert in this little town I was like ‘Oh my gosh, if I don’t-“

Cara intervenes with two cups of Irish coffee.

“Thanks,Cara” you take a huge sip of the coffee,”Anyway,as I was saying…”

You pause yourself because you’re not sure if Cole is even listening anymore. You wish you had some control over that mouth of yours but c’mon, when it’s Harry Styles, your mouth runs as fast as a bullet train.

“Why’d you stop?”

“I-I-I’m sorry, I thought I was boring you,” you take another sip,”Gosh, I do talk so much, don’t I?”

Cole laughs. He then rests his head on his hand as he smiles brightly and says, “Go on, I like listening to you,”

“Yay,” you clap your hands, before excitedly taking Cole Sprouse on your fangirl journey .

Two irish coffee and few hours later, Cole had to leave. He was more humble than you thought he would be. You spent the entire evening talking to him about Harry Styles while he filled you in about the commotion with the musician earlier.

You walked him out of the coffee shop.

“Guess I’ll be seeing you around then,” Cole grins before leaving.

“Guess so,”

-

Ever since that blissful evening where you and Cole bonded over Harry Styles, he started coming more often. Sometimes, even twice a day!

Cara was kind enough to cover for you whenever he came over so that you could have some alone time with Cole.

Some days, he would tell you stories about the set while you tell him about your best friends. Other days, you would just sit in a comfortable silence while he goes through his scripts and you work on the accounts.

Soon, awkward goodnight waves turned into goodnight hugs.  Cole was such an easy person to get along with, he was as beautiful on the inside as he was on the outside.

Cole’s schedule kept getting more hectic as days went by but he always made sure to stop by at the coffee shop. Sometimes he’d come in as late as 8pm! But since you lived quite nearby and you knew he would come, you always stayed open for him.

Tonight was just as ordinary as any other night. Cole dropped in tonight as well. You talked about your high school  while Cole shared his love for animals!

It’s always a sad song when he has to leave. You’re not sure since when you developed such a liking for Cole and his coffee but anyway-

“Goodnight, (y/n)” Cole smiled, pulling you in for a hug . Before breaking the hug, he placed a small peck on your cheek.

A small peck. An infintesmally small peck but a peck nevertheless.

He chuckled at how red you turned at his sudden gesture. 

“Haha, see you tomorrow,  shy girl” he teased.

You roll your eyes,”Don’t call me that! Goodnight,”

You get inside the coffee shop to get ready to close down.

“I see things are escalating,”

“Oh my gosh, Cara, you scared me! Thought you left,” you gasp.

“Uf, don’t try to change the subject,”

You blush,” It’s nothing. He’s out of my league, he’ll never like a commoner like me. Besides, I’ve been reading a lot about his relationship with Lili Reinhart. So yeah,” you sigh as you face the harsh truth.

Cara scoffs,”I don’t know what you’re talking about but I know what I see. Anyways, the concert is tomorrow right?”

You sigh even more,”I didn’t even come close to the ticket price! I’ll never get to see Harry Styles. Forget about Cole liking me, I’m never going to see Harry!”

Cara places a comforting hand over your shoulder, ”Aww c’mon babygirl! Let me make you my special milkshake for you to take home,”

-

You decide to call in sick at work because today is Harry Styles’ concert, almost ALL of  your friends are going to see him while you’re not. You had been dreaming about this day all summer and now it’s finally here but you can’t even go; IT’S SOUL-CRUSHING. You just wanna stay in bed all day and not talk to anybody. You don’t even wanna use your phone because all you see are pictures of your friends with their concert tickets and merch! Annoying.

BUZZ, You feel your phone vibrate from underneath your pillow.

You groan as you check the caller id: Cole

Shocked at the sight of his name, you quickly answer,”Hello?”

“Where are you and why haven’t you answered any of my texts?” he asks, sounding a little frustrated.

“Your texts..?” you check your inbox to find four messages from Cole

7:00am

Where are you? Already got my morning coffee. See you later!

8:49am

Why haven’t you come yet?

9:00am

U COMING?

9:04am

(Y/n)?

“Oh my gosh,” you quickly apologize,”I’m so sorry, my phone was on silent, I-“

“Nevermind, get dressed. I’m picking you up in 10,”

“Wait, where are we going?”

“You’ll see . Don’t worry, Cara’s joining us too,”

-

“OHMYGOSHYOUDIDNT,” you yelp in excitement as you quickly run over to Cole and give him the biggest, tightest hug ever.

He just parked outside the stadium and handed you VIP tickets for Harry Styles’ concert. He got one for Cara too since ‘she was always kind enough to cover your shift so that you and him could have a cup of coffee together,’

“Oh my gosh, Cole, I can’t believe… I don’t know how to..” you wipe your accidental happy tears.

“Ah, thank Cara. She was the one who reminded me of the concert! I’m sorry, I completely forgot about it,”

“Well, we’re here now, let’s go!” Cara excitedly exclaims.

“Let’s go,” Cole smiles brightly as he offers his hand.

You haven’t felt this happy in a very long time. When Cole first walked into the Coffee Shop with a bunch of scripts in his hand, you had no idea that you would be holding that same hand as you run over to see your favourite singer perform. Sure, you had seen him on TV but you never  really felt anything.

He was just the guy from Riverdale. But now he has his arms around you while you watch in awe as Harry sings ‘Only Angel” .

The concert, so far, is going so well. Some fans recognized Cole but he kindly requested them to give you guys some space, promising them that he would take pictures with them after the concert.

Suddenly, everybody yelp in surprise and in awe as Harry sings ‘Summer Love’ alone. It’s one of the songs from One Direction’s second album. Hearing him sing it alone was sad and beautiful at the same time.

The screaming and the screeching stopped as everybody put their hands up in rhythm with the song.

“I was hoping that he would sing this one,” Cole exclaims.

You snicker, ”And why is that?”. You never took him for a Directioner.

“So that I could do this,” he immediately pulls you in for a deep kiss. 

His hand linger at the back of your head as he kisses you smoothly while Harry sings the chorus.

The guy you’ve been crushing on the entire summer is kissing you while your favourite singer sings one of your favourite songs in the background, LIVE. 

Did you just die and go to heaven? Because you swear, you felt like your soul had left your body.

There are thousands of people surrounding the two of you. Many must’ve been taking pictures but you didn’t care. You didn’t care because Cole didn’t. 

Cole had the biggest grin on his face after he broke the kiss. You were still very amazed at the stunt he just pulled, ” Whoa, Cole, since when did you-“ 

Since the day I heard you talk about Harry Styles. I instantly knew I wanted someone to talk about me like that with that same light and love in your eyes,

You gush. He pushes your hair at the back of your ear, “I see it, (Y/n). I see the same light every time you tell me about your friends, about your favourite poet and I want to be a part of that. I want to be a part of all the things that keep you happy,”

“You have no idea,” and with that, you pull him for another kiss while Harry still continues to sing Summer Love.

The famous 25 year old heartthrob  with the greasiest hair and the stinkiest crown beanie but the most beautiful pair of bluish-green eyes and the best smile was your Summer Love.

With summer coming to an end, you have your classes to attend and Cole has his hectic schedule to take care of, but right now, none of it matters. Because as you kissed, you knew in your heart, that no matter what Autumn may bring, you and Cole were going to be okay.

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Bts Maknae Line + Rapmon Reaction to You Kissing them after they Win at BBMA

Jungkook

After all of the adrenaline and happiness of winning, I don’t think he would be too embarrassed. Instead, it would just be icing on the cake. After they came off stage as they were walking back through the crowd, you’d run up to kiss him, catching him a little off guard. He’d smile into the kiss and put his hands on your waist, pulling you back in for a quick congratulatory hug. It’d add just a little more pride to the occasion, but he’d be too overjoyed to be smug. That would come later when watching clips of the event, or when talking about it.

Jimin

Jimin would be all happy and pumped from the win, and your kisses would just add giggly to the mix of moods and emotions going on. He’d respond immediately, putting a hand on your cheek and leaning back in to give you another tiny peck on the lips and one or two on the cheek as you congratulated him. It might make him a little shy, but he’d be too happy and excited to be worried about it.

Tae

Tae would have been keeping a lot of his excitement in while they were going up on stage, but getting off, he’d feel the urge to let it out, and when you ran up and kissed him, he’d get positively giddy. He’d smile into the kiss and once you pulled away, he’d cup your face in his hands and leave little baby pecks all over your forehead and cheeks and the tip of your nose briefly before continuing on with the rest of the group.

Rapmon

Rapmon would be very greatful for it, it would make him proud and he’d feel confident. As the leader and the only fluent English speaker, he felt the pressure of carrying the groups image and making the speech. When you ran up to give him a kiss and show your support, it would help him to feel confident and sure of himself. He’d put his hands on your hips and return the kiss before you congratulated him. He’d say thank you and hold your hand briefly, giving it a gentle squeeze.

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Glenn/Maggie x Daughter Reader

Request: So I would like to request a Gleggie daughter one please. They had their baby in Alexandria before Negan and the reader distances herself from them, opting to go hunt to give them space. After they don’t see her for a few days they corner her and she confesses that her 1st adoptive family abandoned her after getting a baby. Happy family make up and reader gets to hold their baby sibling and something cute happens.

Warnings: Language, mentions of death, mentions of abandonment, slight angst, fluff

a/n: This was kind of rushed since I wrote it in like a matter of two hours for the anon who said they were having a bad night, it’s unbeta’d and unedited/revised, and yes the title is totally inspired by Lilo and Sitich, but I hope you still enjoy it. This one is for you, anon :)

“Y/N, you need to go to the infirmary. Now.” Michonne pants as she bursts through the door of Carl’s room.

You look up at her confused, setting down your comic book that your best friend Carl had lent you as you try to read the expression on Michonne’s face. Panic seeps in your mind as you go through all the possibilities- did someone die? Did someone get hurt? With the earth being in the condition it is now, no one is safe. And with Glenn having gone on a run today with some of the other Alexandrians, all of the worst “what if’s” run through your head. You can’t lose your Glenn- he’s your dad. Maybe not by blood, but that doesn’t matter.

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Park Jimin

REQUEST: sorry if this is a weird request, but would it be possible to ask for a scenario with Jimin where his s/o and himself are expecting but they’ve kept it secret for a while so that they could enjoy the privacy and so that it gave them time to announce it to family and friends, but it gets leaked into the media when they least expect it? have a lovely day! ❤️

Type: Fluff? maybe a bit angst?

W/C: 1152


You remember the day Jimin came home to see you sitting on the bathroom floor with a tear in your eye and a smile on your face. Just by seeing you looking at the thin white stick in your hand he’d know exactly what was going on.

“Jagiya… are you?” He’d say wide eyed, a smile slowly creeping onto his lips at the realization he was going to be a father. More than that, he was going to be a father to YOUR child.

You remember him holding your face and kissing you like he’s never kissed you before. Happiness poured out of him and his hand shook slightly while he sniffles back his own tears of joy. You couldn’t help but sealing the deal right there on the bathroom floor because why not. You had never been so in love before in your life.

You remember waking up the next morning to Jimin kissing your forehead before moving to your belly, something would continue to do every morning. You remember him turning around in the doorway and smiling at you once before speaking what was on his mind.
“Rehearsal will only go will 4. When I get home we’re telling everyone- our parents being the first.” He’d say biting his lip. “I don’t know how I’m going to keep this from the boys they’re going to know something’s up.”

You knew it was all in your head but you couldn’t help the fact that you felt like you were glowing that morning as you pranced around the house doing your daily routine. It wasn’t until you sat down with a bowl of cereal did your smile finally drop. 


BREAKING NEWS
Park Jimin with child!?
Long time girlfriend, now wife of BTS lead vocalist Park Jimin was seen yesterday morning purchasing pregnancy tests. Should we be already expecting a BTS jr?

You stared at the picture in shock. How could they tell it was you through the mask, sunglasses and baseball hat you had worn so you could do this one thing in privet. You stared at the bundle of photos, getting lost in angry thoughts. The sound of your phone ringing broke your chain of thoughts and you hadn’t even realized you had started to cry. You picked up your phone and stared at it as MOM was printed across the top.

“Is it true?” Was all she said when you picked up the phone.

“Yeah mom it’s true.” You sniffled.

“Why are you crying?” She said, worried about you but too excited that she was going to be a grandmother.

“I can’t have anything to myself. The whole world found out I was pregnant before I did it’s just… it’s just not fair.” You said biting your lip. “I just wish Jimin and I could have been the ones to tell you guys.”

“I know, but don’t focus on that.”


He walked into the studio trying to contain his smile. Nothing could bring him down today, he was going to be a dad and he couldn’t have wanted anything more than that.

He coughed once trying to contain himself as he stepped into the room all the others were already in.

“Whatcha looking at?” He’d say walking over to where the boys all sat hovered over Yoongis phone.

He’d look up and just pass his phone over, watching as Jimins face turned down and his heart sunk.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He said shaking his head in disbelief. “We found out yesterday…” he said handing Yoongi his phone back.

“Wait you guys are definitely pregnant?” Taehyung said sitting up straighter, a smile reaching his lips.

“Yeah.. I have to go home, y/n is going to be destroyed.” He said looking to Namjoon who shook his head.

“Not without us. I’m going to be an uncle and you’re not taking this moment away from me.” He’d say making Jimin smile slightly before the seven of them left the studio quickly.


You had ended the phone call with your mom, she had told you all of your relatives had seen the news as well and were all calling her since you were ignoring all of their calls. You moved to your bedroom and sat on the chair you had by the window for rainy days and tucked your knees to your chest. Thoughts ran through your head all relating to the child. Would it be safe? Would the life you had to endure to be with Jimin also apply to the baby? Will it had to endure years of hate before it was finally accepted? These were all things you thought of before and now that you were actually pregnant they were even more relevant.

You wiped your cheeks as your phone rang again. You listened to the sound of your ring tone from the other room until it stopped, you just needed to be alone. No, you just needed to be with Jimin. You watched outside as the cars below you came to a stop and started back up again, occasionally wiping the silent tears that continued to spread down your cheeks.

You didn’t even notice Jimin had came into the room till he was pulling you out of the chair and into his chest. He held you close, sighing as your arms snaked around his waist. The feeling of multiple arms forming around you made your head look up. You smiled a the rest of the members hugged around you and you tilted your head to the side just enough so it was pressed lightly to Jungkooks.

“Are you okay?” Jimin finally said as everyone pulled away, his hands reaching up to wipe your tear stained cheeks.

“I just want one day.” You said making him chuckle and pull you once again so he could kiss your forehead.

“So, what are we naming it?” Taehyung said bringing the mood up as everyone laughed. You sniffled again before a light laugh cleared your lips.

“Obviously we’re naming it after me?” Yoongi said rubbing your back once before grinning at you to make you smile.

“We?” You said looking from him and back to Jimin.

“Um yeah… hello, uncles?” Taehyung said holding his hands out the rest of the boys.

“You can pick names all you want. It doesn’t me WE are going to agree.” Jimin said wrapping his arms around you so his hands were resting lightly on you belly.

“Can I touch it too?” Jin asked, landing him a slap on the arm by Namjoon and a scowl from Jimin.

“As soon as there is something to few I’ll let out know.” You laughed, already feeling so much better.

“We should probably call your parents  score they read I online too.” To oh said turn it to Jimin so jus nodded in and agreement.


You remember that day like it was yesterday. You remember thinking what a great father Jimin was and you remembered just how excited everyone else was despite your news being broadcasted across the world. You were 8 months pregnant, literally bout to pop and just like you knew he’d be, Jimin was becoming the best father you’ve ever seen. 

And it wasn’t just him that took care of you. The boys all came together to spoil you and your unborn babies with gifts. Your favorite was the song Yoongi and Jimin wrote together, it was something catchy enough for you to listen to but soft and perfect enough to play for the baby, and play it did. Every night after dinner Jimin would place a pair of head phones against your large belly and play the song softly, and when your beautiful baby girl was born you could have sworn she came out sining that exact song. 

Dear Little Sister

Relationship: Winchesters X Sister

Words: 1,479

Warnings: mention of character death, lots of angsty angst

No summary because the title kinda speaks for itself

A/N: I’ve been writing this for over a year, and I finally finished it today, so eo enjoy! Beta’d by the awesome @straightasdeanwinchester, thank you love!!

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it will come back; continued

SUMMARIZED: And tonight we have.. Well, shit hits the fan so rta. And there’s more moments with Mox and Isabelle. Roxy makes an appearance. Lots of things happening, friends. Lots.

[ fanfiction ] [ part I - II - III - IV ]

And now for the tags: @writergrrrl29 I still say this is our story and notjust mine because your insight has been so much more helpful than you have any idea. @panic-angel3314 I love you for letting me burst into your DMS like the Kool aid kid and how we can spend hours discussing our love for this man this story here is about. Your insight has also given me a lot more help than you realize and I love you for it. @theworldiscolorful I aspire to write like your Demon Finn au, okay? And you’re a kind person and I am enjoying getting to know you. @fan-fiction-galore Raini, my heart. My ray of sunshine. Your encouraging words mean the world to me and I love you, becdause you are one of a kind. And the fluff queen. Because yes. Yes. I also want to tag @tvrnbvckle because I’m getting to know you and I love, love, love, love your Baron story Flickers of Gold. I wish I could write intense scenes like you. I am really enjoying our conversations too. And I’d also like to tag @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @xfirespritex @sweetmoxleygal, @thirstiswet @calwitch

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Today i played a game with a small girl, i think she was maybe 11 or 12?
She talked about so many cool map tricks and ways to use the characters, and was really, REALLY good at Phara.

After I complimented her on a nice play, she invited me to a group- and then her dad showed up too and said hello! We ended up all playing together. Eventually friends (and a couple that were just friendly teammates that she invited because they were cool) kept glomming onto our group til we had a full team and we Wrecked. Shop. I had no idea what I was in for.

In our last match together (she and her dad had to leave for dinner) she got play of the game by knocking four of the enemy team off the bridge at lijang tower in a tie breaker round. 

AND she had gold in eliminations.


((Also, I’m sorry for accidentally cursing on mic that one time, I know your dad said it was ok but I still feel a little guilty! I don’t want to get anyone I play with in trouble. You and your dad were super nice, and I liked talking about all the cool stuff you knew about Overwatch. ))

Keep flyin’ high Phara. ovo)7

Credit to the artist. <3
Writing by me.
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“You know..I’ve never really gotten to know how truly lovely those ruby hued optics are.
Zen, why do you look so nervous? Does me being this close make you afraid? Or does it make you too excited to move and give me a worried like facade..? Tch. I could remove that silly little frown right off your face now if I wanted, but I won’t. Someone as beautiful as you deserves a proper greeting by someone as truly handsome as me.
I can’t say that I hate this cute face of yours anymore, even if you do insult my precious Eliza..but I suppose I’ll let that slide right now. What are you thinking about?
You’re so cute when you’re shy, Hyun..”
Jumin leaned forward, kissing the other tenderly. He couldn’t believe he was doing this, especially to the person who’s been his enemy from the start, but he just didn’t care any longer.