true friends are are rare just saying

Produce 101 as Classmates
  • Jisung: Borrows some paper from you just to put his gum into it. Knows the students’ attendance better than the teacher.
  • Jaehwan: Makes a competition out of everything and cried when he only got that B+ that one time. Has an annoying laugh.
  • Seongwoo: The one sitting in the back making strange noises and blurting out random comments, but always manages to get an A somehow.
  • Daniel: You’re so close that you think you’re best friends, but turns out he’s best friends with literally everyone since he's REALLY popular.
  • Jonghyun: Everyone thinks he’s kinda cute. Until they find out about how obsessed with anime he is. Most find him even cuter through this tbh.
  • Minhyun: Looks kinda cold but reads Twilight in secret. Hides in the boy restroom during breaks from Seonho.
  • Sungwoon: Is terrible at art class but his doodles are true works of art. Always has like 100 pens in his bag (just in case).
  • Jihoon: Was really popular with the girls in middle school. Really hates the fact that high-school girls not necessarily prefer „cute“ guys.
  • Jinyoung: Rarely talks with anyone outside of his clique. His mother drives a really cool car though.
  • Hyungseob: Has all students of his school added as friends in Facebook but noone actually knows anything about him. Sometimes brings shady stuff to school.
  • Woojin: Never sais a word and only hangs out with that exact one friend. Surprisingly good at sports and winning in general.
  • Daehwi: That nerd kid that looks kinda not cool but after that one time you have to work on a project together you’ll realize he’s actually quite cool.
  • Lai Guanlin: Borrows everything. Never has a pen. Never has paper nor books. Gets a heart attack everytime the teacher calls his name.
  • Seonho: Gives the best answers. Clings onto different groups. You hug him once, you have to hug him forever. (#ripminhyun)
  • Samuel: Exchange student. Says Oh my God a lot during tests. Actually has no idea what’s going on.
Lovers of Books [Jason Todd x Reader]

Requested by @memento-amare: “How about reader and Jason meet in a bookstore and bond over similar taste in books? Just a note the “friends to lovers” trope would be really cute here, but I am gonna leave that up to you lol“

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It’s a true statement to say you’re an avid book lover. Fiction, Non-Fiction, Historical, you’ve read every genre. Though your favorites being classic Literature. You couldn’t get enough of it. So your parents owning a book store was a god send.

Except for when they were out of town, leaving you to tend to the store and it’s customers, most of those being regulars. Very rarely you’d get someone new to visit your parent’s quaint corner bookstore.

It made things rather boring, especially now.

Leaning against the counter, chin resting in your hand whilst re-reading your personal copy of Pride and Prejudice. Hearing the bell above the door ring you called, “Welcome to [L/n] Family Books, if you need anything feel free to ask” not bothering to look away from the page.

Completely unbeknownst to the handsome, blue eyed, six foot, raven-haired male to just enter the store. 

He went on about his business skimming the shelves as you continued on with reading about the flaw that is Mr. Darcy’s pride. Stuck in the book until you were lured away by a deep voice.

“Excuse me” eyes flickering up from the page to meet stunning blue hues. “Oh, uh, sorry.” Setting the book down. “What can I do for you?”

“Don’t worry about it. Do you know if you have any Hemingway?” Shocked a bit at the author. Not many people around his age, which must be close to your own, read the legend unless they were assigned too. “Oh yes of course” stepping from behind the counter.

Heading to the Classic Lit section. “Anything in particular?” you glanced back at him. “Yeah, The Sun Also Rises?” he questioned.

“Ah, a good choice” you smiled stopping in the front of the bookshelves. “You’ve read it?” he inquired.

“I have, I was surprised to hear you request Hemingway. I don’t normally get requests for it for people under 40.” You chuckled.

“Looks like we’re both two of a kind then” he smiled. You reached up slipping the book from it’s place. “I guess so” handing it to him

“Awesome” he smiled whilst skimming the first page. You took the moment to get a full look at him. He had to be at least six foot, and his arms were huge! Damn he looked solid. Eyes immediately catching the white streak that ran in the front of his hair. You couldn’t help but wonder if it was natural.

Realizing your staring you blushed before saying, “I can ring you out whenever you’re ready” making your way back to the register.

“Thank you, uh” he paused where a name would be. “[F/n]. [F/n] [L/n]” holding out a hand.

He took it, “Ah, [F/n]. I’m Jason. Jason Todd”

You smiled before retracting your hand and returning to your own book. Once he was finished he found two more books and came over. You were impressed by the roster. Devil in the White City, The Sun Also Rises, and Martin Dressler.

“Oh wow I love this book” You commented picking up Devil in the White City. “Really no way! I had to get a new copy of it my brother spilled his coffee on it.” He laughed, a genuine smile gracing his face.

“Oh my god I would commit murder” You laughed totaling up the books. “Trust me I came close, my other brothers had to hold me back when he told me” You laughed, not realizing how true the statement actually was.

“Well your total is $21.09“ you smiled as he pulled out his wallet. “I’m going to have to come back here, usually I’d be paying like $30 for three books” handing you the money. Putting it in the register and giving him his change. “You should, it’s not often we see new faces. Everyone has gone online but I don’t get how you can enjoy a book without paper”

“I know right. But I really should go before my family thinks I fell down a well. It was nice meeting you [F/n] I hope it’s not the last time” taking yhe bag before sending you a charming smile. “I hope that too” smiling back before he made his leave.

And it was indeed not the last time you’d see Jason. He started by visiting once a week, then it was twice, then it was every other day. He really had taken a liking to the store and you guys became friends by bonding over books. Often recommending books for the other, you had even helped him pick out a book for someone named Alfred who’s birthday was that week.

Every time he came in when you were there you’d always insist on helping him even though your parents offered.

And today was no different. You were doing some re-stocking in the back when you heard the door chime. “Good morning Mr. and Mrs. [L/n] is [F/n] here today?” he asked coming to the counter.

“Good morning Jason, Yes –” your mother began but you emerged from behind the curtain. “Good morning Jason” you greeted with a smile. Your parents chuckling at the timing. They were well aware of your feelings toward the man, able to tell the first time they saw you helping him.

“Well we’ll leave you both to it. We’ll finish your restocking” Your father smiled before retreating into the back room with your mother.

“So what can I do ya for today?” grinning at him. “Hemingway? Shakespeare?”

“Uh I’m actually not here for books today“ Scratching the back of his neck nervously. 

“Really, what’s up?“ Face contorting into one that of confusion. “I was actually wondering when your lunch break was?” not meeting your eyes.

“Oh” feeling a heat rise to your cheeks. “It can be really whenever” smiling at the ground. Both shy like a couple of teenagers.

“Well uh, would you like to, um” meeting your eyes. “God why am I nervous I feel like I’m in high school” he laughed as you did the same. “Okay lets try again. [F/n] would you go to lunch with me today? You know, like a date?”

You blushed before bashfully smiling at the floor. “I’d love too” meeting his eyes again.

“Great, would you like to go now?” he asked gesturing to the door. “Yeah, sure. Let me get my coat” turning and going behind the counter. Slipping you jacket on and grabbing your bag.

Poking your head in the back room, “I’m taking my lunch break be back soon!” yelling to your parents. “Okay sweetie have fun” your mother called back.

Meeting Jason’s side again he offered you an arm, “Shall we?”

Grinning you linked yours with his, “We shall”

Elementary School Bully (Mingyu x Reader)

Originally posted by littlemingyu

A/N: Here’s to the very lovable little bully!Mingyu

Genre: Fluffiest fluff

Prompt: “You used to mess with me in elementary school and it turned out it was because you had a major crush on me AU” [x]


You were walking down the hallway when your loud ringtone blasted. Startled, you nearly dropped the almost empty coffee cup you were holding. Fishing your phone out from your pocket and seeing your mom’s contact name on the screen, you quickly answered.

“Hello? Mom?”

“Hey! Can you come home for dinner tonight? I’m having guests over!”

You took a glance at your watch, remembering that you don’t have any classes left for the day. You nodded, “Of course! I’ll just go back to the dorm and get ready first before dropping by.”

She sounded giddy. Maybe it’s an old friend, you thought. She was saying good bye when she suddenly remembered something else, “Oh! Can you perhaps drop by the cake shop and buy a chocolate ice cream cake?”

“Sure,” You replied before ending the call, “Bye mom, see you soon!”

Walking from the college building to your dorm, you sighed realising that your plan to spend the whole afternoon binge watching in bed will not come true today. It’s not that bad though, since you rarely meet your parents and hey, dinner with family is always free dinner.

After taking a bath and change into a white oversized sweater and denim, you grabbed your keys and bag before heading out. From the dormitory, you drove to a friend’s house to return his lecture notes. Then, you drove again to the cake shop and bought exactly what your mom ordered you to buy. And finally, your last stop was your parent’s house.

You knocked and took your shoes off as you waited for someone to open the door. “Oh hi- You’re not my mom.“

The boy who opened the door for you was so tall you had to look up to match his gaze. Golden tan skin, fluffy brunette hair, you could’ve sworn he looked familiar. He grinned widely at your expression, showing off his canines. Who is he

“Mingyu-ah, I see you’ve met my daughter!” Your mom appeared from behind him, wearing her checkered apron she uses every time she cooks.

Mingyu…?” You thought to yourself but didn’t realise that you mumbled it quite loudly. His name sounded really familiar but you still couldn’t figure out why.

He gave your mother a sweet smile before taking your belongings into the living room. Still confused, you followed quietly from behind. Your mom went back to the kitchen and you heard her chat with another woman. You gave another effort to remember once again. His height, his canines, his tanned skin… Wait, he couldn’t be that-

“Elementary school bully!” Your eyes widened, and so did his.

You took a nice look at his face and you were a hundred percent sure now. “Kim Mingyu, my elementary school bully! You pulled my pigtails all the time and never stopped kicking the back of my chair!”

Mingyu stood there dumbfounded, processing everything you just said earlier. “I never thought that you would remember…” He managed to choke out.

“I-“

“Kids! Dinner is ready!” You heard your mom yell from the dining table. Still in a very awkward situation, both of you made your way to the table. Both your parents and his parents already sat, leaving out two empty seats for you and him side by side.

Dinner was… fine. Your parents asked Mingyu about his studies and his parents did the same to you. His mom kept telling you how pretty you’ve grown and your dad kept praising Mingyu for growing up to be a fine young man. They were chatting, laughing, and catching up on everything, however the both of you were dead silent.

Mingyu didn’t once dare to look at you and kept his eyes on his plate except when responding to the adults. You, too, were still in flashback mode. Remembering how you hated Mingyu and his guts years ago. He wouldn’t stop messing around with you but it was only with you. Mingyu was a kind boy to everyone, to the teachers, to his classmates, even to other girls. But to you, he was a whole different Mingyu.

Both your parents and his were talking about everything and nothing, laughing about something they remembered from the past and they basically left you and Mingyu to ‘hang out’ together. Somehow, the both of you ended up in the backyard. You were sitting on the swing while he kept his distance and stood awkwardly next to it.

“I’m sorry…” You glanced up and saw Mingyu biting his lower lip.

Sighing, you shrugged. “Well, it’s already in the past anyways.”

Mingyu looked at you and blurted out, “It wasn’t because I hate you.”

“It wasn’t? You were nice to everyone but me, Gyu!”

“I had a crush on you, okay?! I thought you wouldn’t play with me anymore if you find out!”

“That…” You felt your cheeks getting hotter, “is so cute…”

You motioned him to sit at the swing next to you, and he did. “So, it was because you… liked me?”

His eyes turned into crescent shapes when he smiled shyly, “To be honest, I still like you.”

INTJ gothic

 - one by one, every real and fictional character you thought was an INTJ is pronounced mistyped. you begin to wonder if INTJs are real. that’s probably exactly what they want you to think. how much longer until they come for you

 - you have a big project you’re working on. all your moments of clarity for this project come at inconvenient times. you haven’t eaten or slept in days. you didn’t even realize that until just now

 - that one class is much more challenging than you expected. you suspect the worst, but you don’t want to voice your concern, because you know once you say it you’ll have to admit it’s true. and you can’t bring yourself to accept the consequences of the fact that your professor is a fellow INTJ and you are an idiot in the subject they teach

 - you have a theory for everything. everything except whatever your friends are asking you about. how is it that every single time they manage to find those rare things on which you don’t have a theory

 - you’ve been here before. you have stories to tell. you find yourself unable to tell them, because you are future oriented and give no thought to what has already occurred. memories clearly only float around your mind to attack your rare type status and make you an ISTJ

 - there is discourse somewhere in the room. you do not want to be part of the discourse. someone is leaning over the back of their chair and inserting judiciously timed comments that all start with “but the real question is” or “you know what I just realized the other day?” you are a little disturbed to find that person is you, but what can you do about it now? it will always happen this way

 - you appear to be in perfect health, but still you cannot see, touch, taste, smell, or hear at the level of an average person. in fact, the only sensation you experience is getting drunk every time someone is wrong, and people are always wrong

 - you know you’re right, you just know it. every other INTJ also knows they’re right. all of you disagree. the universe is tearing itself apart with all these contradictory realities occurring at once. which, by the way, is another plot twist you totally called

 - every time you have a new obsession, you start seeing it everywhere. your current obsession is disaster stories. this must mean something, but do you really want to know? (of course you do, you sadistic nerd)

 - the only ones who truly understand you are your cats and your drafts folder. maybe they understand you a little too well. especially that one cat

SansxReader Fluff. -Skin-

This is an idea i got from tumblr, and was inspired. its the Skin Au where whatever markings you get on your skin show up on your soulmate’s skin. im doing this au where everyone’s soulmate is can be one year in age varied from yours. and 18 is when the soul-connection starts. its common around the world for people to wait a year after turing 18 to begin writing and contacting. And, because its undertale and magic is a thing, im also gonna say for monsters, they can start writing whenever. in humans it takes longer for the connection to build. so once monsters are able to read/ write, they write. they are told by their parents, though, that its just your true best friend. not soulmate.and its rare a human and monster are paired together.. so magical things happen. allright. enough explination. lets dive in yeah?  - Tean

The markings had started appearing since 5th grade for you.. but then, you didnt know what they meant. you just knew you had a friend in yourself.  the one in your skin had been there for you through alot.. and you were there for him.

you discovered his name was Sans. And he was AMAZING at jokes. and never failed to make you smile. on top of that, he was quite the artist.

you had to perpetually wear long-sleeves because of him though.  no-one else had notes on their arms.. other than adults.. they were the only ones. you didnt know what it meant, but it made you diffrent so you hid it. Sans knew this, so sometimes at school we would draw these beautiful scenes or scapes on his skin for you to see when you got home. It always made you smile.

you both would chat untill your arms and legs were all full of text and doodles. it was good to have such a good friend.

——

on your 18th birthday, your parents told you the meaning on the writing, and demonstrated on eachother. you went pale but nodded when they told you to wait about a year to write, incase your soulmate was younger than you.

You didnt tell anyone about sans. no-one.

——

on your 19th birthday, sans had drawn a gourgous cake on your arm that looked good enough to eat.

your heart ached.

Sans?  you wrote

Whats up buttercup?

how old are you?

19. same as you, silly.

i want t-

you stopped mid-sentance and hesitated.

Want what?

nothing. sorry.

Y/n…?

i want to meet you..

your arm stayed silent for a  while.

ok.

ok?!?! thats all he wrote back?!

im pretty limited on places to go.. you know Grillbys?

no? wheres that?

snowdin. dang. you must live further than i thought. know where mtt resort is?

no?? im so sorry. i ll try and look it up online.

you went to your computer and looked up “mtt resort” and got no results. you tell sans this. he responds with a checkmark, but doesnt reply for a long time.

y/n?

hey. i was worried. whats up?

Where are you from?

you know the mountian where supposedly a long time ago “magic” people sealed monsters underground? i live in the city right outside there.

he responded with another checkmark. your skin stayed silent for a LONG time.longer than it has the entire time you had known him. you were paranoid. when, two weeks later, you felt a hot sting on your arm.

you had a fresh puncture  wound in your arm. it began to bleed a little, then stopped.

you grab the sharpie from your pocket

SANS? ARE YOU OKAY? WHAT HAPPENED?!

y/n. you want to meet me right?

yeah. of course!

you know the hole in the mountian?

yeah…

meet me there. ill be there every day until i meet you, at noon. when the sun is the highest.

okay! Wait, every day? Starting when?

its bout’ 11 right?

Yeah.

starting in an hour then.

omg. im on my way. i live close.

you got a backpack, filled it with a lunch, clothes, and cash, and you took a bus to the closest spot you could get to the hole, and hiked for about half an hour.

you could see the clearing where the hole was and you checked your watch.

11:56

you sat on the edge, and dangled your feet over and sat, nervously, and watched for your soul-mate.

-

12:03

-

12:15.

You hear a whistle from below, and nearly fall in. You yell out.

“SORRY, DIDN’ MEAN TO SCARE YOU. ARE YOU Y/N?”

saying a thousand thoughts went though your head at once would be an understatement.

“Sans?” you ask.

“yup. the one-and-only.”

“h-how in the hell did you get down there?”

“I was born down here.”

your mind went to a safe place. so, there were humans who lived down there. theres NO WAY monsters were actually real…

Right?

“is there a way i can get down?” You yelled into the darkness below your feet.

“Jump! Ill catch ya’. ITs not far. i promise!”

“WHAT?! JUMP?!”

“y/n. come on. please?”

“IS THERE A WAY OUT?”

“yeah, but it aint easy. but i know you can make it if you really wanted to.”

what the hell were you thinking.

“c-c-catch my bag. in 3…2….1!” You lightly tossed your bag into the inky black-ness.

“got it! your turn!”

what the actual hell were you thinking. what if he missed? what if he killed you? what if there was no way for you to get out? what if?

you stepped back, closed your eyes, and ran forward. you cannonballed into the black.

you didnt catch them until you were placed lightly into someones arms.

“wow….” The voice sounded in awe

you opened your eyes

skull. black. .

surprizingly attractive.

Sans burried his face into your neck.

“hi, y/n.”

Close Enough

@exadorlion I promised you a drabble


Spencer Reid has never been more grateful in his life for knowing how to distract people with his words. Being stuck in confined spaces tended to bother him in general and a broken down elevator was no exception. Everything would have been fine-ish had Morgan not been there looking not at all happy to be stuck in an elevator.

“You know, considering we aren’t slowly sliding down the whole elevator system didn’t fail,” he rambled, looking between the emergency button and Morgan.

Keep reading

♈ Aries 

when you’re with an aries, you’re guarded. they will contribute to the group socially, but also in the battlefield. they’re always keeping an eye out for their team and they will have your back all the time, this is completely natural for the aries. they’re almost paradoxically calm and stable during the apocalypse, not freaking out in dangerous situations or panicking in emergencies etc, and maybe it’s because their usual intense and vigorous (sometimes aggressive) behavior fits very well in a more primitive world.
weapon of choice: chainsaw /best partner(s): sagittarius, leo, libra

♉ Taurus 

when you’re with a taurus, you’ll be prepared. they may not be the kind of people you’ll see go slaying zombies voluntarily, but they will be the ones barricading your camp and organizing your supplies and planning out the strategies. taurus people make the best plans, and they’re ready for almost anything. they were probably prepared for the zombie apocalypse even before it broke out. they’re logical and thorough, loyal to their families and probably one of the most reliable and useful characters in your team. 
weapon of choice: police baton or sledgehammer / best partner(s): scorpio, sagittarius, aquarius 

♊ Gemini 

when you’re with a gemini, you’re on the good team. they’re the intelligent, reasonable, long-term planning guys, the ones who adjust themselves immediately to this new scary situation but accepts it. no panic here, instead, they will go building up a secure base camp and start growing potatoes and begin the long project of reconstructing a civilisation. they’ll invite people to their camps and villages with pleasure, and then do their best to keep everyone safe and busy. geminis are like the foundation stones of the new world.
weapon of choice: shotgun / best partner(s): capricorn, leo

Cancer 

when you’re with a cancer, you’ll be cared for and looked after. they’re the most caring and considerate people you’ll ever know, always glad to keep you safe and treat your wounds and prepare your food. they’re usually the doctors of the team, or the caretakers, but the thing is that when something threatens a cancer (or even worse, their friends) hell will break loose. they’re not afraid of going extreme lengths just to keep their close ones safe and sound. if you fuck with them, don’t be surprised if you’re suddenly set on fire. 
weapon of choice: slingshot/throwing knives / best partner(s): pisces, libra

♌ Leo  

when you’re with a leo, you’ll be hopeful. they’re not only optimistic and easy-going, they’re very brave aswell. sometimes their self-proclaimed heroism can be a little too brave, almost reckless and excessively risky, but somehow they end up saving the day over and over again. they’re not too sad, either, they tend to keep up the mood even during the darkest times. leos are encouraging and high-spirited people, and even if they can get a bit annoying with their damn haughtiness (this might create human enemies), you’ll need them on your team sooner or later. 
weapon of choice: sword & bare fists /best partner(s): aries, gemini 

♍ Virgo

when you’re with a virgo, you’ll never be left alone. they will be your partner in crime, your right hand, your ABFF (apocalyptic best friend forever). they’ll stay with you even if you’re sick or tired or sad - they’re true friends and don’t ever underestimate that. sometimes just a little support and empathy can be enough for making the day. they’re the humanity left in this world, basically, but don’t think they’re weak or soft just because of that. if they stumble across 30 wild zombies in a dead-end, they’ll probably just give you a quick nod before hauling up the explosives.
weapon of choice: fire/grenades / best partner(s): scorpio, sagittarius

♎ Libra 

when you’re with a libra, you’ll be secure. libras are are very careful people and don’t take unnecessary risks - if there’s one place where it’s a good thing to be a worried, meticulous control-freak, it’s the apocalypse. a libra checks everything twice, never leaving anything to chance. this could be double-checking that the door is locked, testing the emergency exit, calculating possible threats in every situation, spying on a house before entering, always zombie-scanning a place 3-4 times before settling in, estimating the quality of food/water before consuming etc. but don’t mistake their thorough and finical behaviour as distrust or suspicion, they’re just perfectionists, which actually can be extremely valuable in this case.
weapon of choice: semiautomatic rifle / best partner(s): cancer, aries

♏ Scorpio 

when you’re with a scorpio, you never have to be afraid. they will gladly chop some zombie heads off if they have to - and maybe chop off a few more just for the hell of it - and then they will wipe some blood from their face, flip their hair and juggle the knife with a smirk. they’re not afraid to do the dirty work, or to make the tough decisions, but just because they’re often in the frontline or might come across as offensive, it doesn’t mean they’re stupid. they’re just doing what needs to be done in a zombie apocalypse, and finally, the scorpio is the expert in the field. they fit very well in this dark, violent world, how emo this may sound. and they’re actually kind of difficult to win, they wouldn’t team up with anybody, they’re kinda judgemental. so if you become apocalypse friends with a scorpio, don’t give that up for anything, they will fight for you to the last drop of blood
weapon of choice: machete & japanese ninjite / best partner(s): taurus, virgo, pisces

♐ Sagittarius 

when you’re with a sagittarius, you’re not just ”surviving”. you’re staying alive. even in the worst scenarios and the during roughest times a true sagittarius will just keep on fighting. they’ll never give up just because of something as silly as a zombie apocalypse - to them, that’s just another adventure. this can seem reckless, but don’t underestimate the importance of a sparkling energy and an adventurous approach. a sagittarius will do everything in their power to keep their families alive and not just breathing, like exploring the post-apocalyptic world, finding beauty and enjoying what’s left of it, and most importantly - knowing what’s worth fighting for.
weapon of choice: hand bow/archery / best partner(s): aries, taurus, virgo

♑ Capricorn 

when you’re with a capricorn, you’ll be valuable and important. capricorns are natural born leaders and organizers, and will most likely give everyone in the group a specific task or role. everyone can contribute with something, everyone, and in an apocalypse it’s extra important that you’re reasonable and cooperative. a capricorn will find your speciality, see your talents and listen to your opinions and then create the strongest teams in the whole apocalypse.
weapon of choice: trench knife/trench spike / best partner(s): gemini, aquarius, all signs

♒ Aquarius 

when you’re with an aquarius - you’re goddamn lucky! they’re very creative, innovative and exceptional problem-solvers. they’ll make super useful home-made inventions, like zombie traps, walker-alarms, hunting snares and water purification systams and DIY padlocks etc. they’re bursting with great ideas and scout-ish knowledge, to everyone’s benefit. but paradoxically, they will have a hard time coping with the apocalypse because they thought life was gonna be a beautiful and wonderful experience, and this can make them kinda dark and depressed people even if they’re good at heart
weapon of choice: crowbar / best partner(s): sagittarius, pisces, capricorn

♓ Pisces

when you’re with a pisces, you’ll be heartened. like virgo, pisces will never leave your side no matter what happens. they’re full of hope and love and they’re very good at enjoying the little things in life, which you will realize is very rare and vital. the pisces is neither a hero nor a warrior but definitely someone you can trust and rely on, a true friend and partner - they may seem naive but they’re just optimistic at heart, always happy to help people. they’re also very intuitive and have like a sixth sense or something when it comes to gut feelings, so if you encamp somewhere and a pisces say ”i have a bad feeling about this place” then you should definitely listen
weapon of choice: they’re usually pacifists, but if they must, a long spear or spike will be their first choice / best partner(s): probably all signs

anonymous asked:

Hello, I'm the anon you reblogged an ask from your friend. Just wanted to apologize for saying Louis "used" Freddie for promo. It's promo time these weeks, so it felt to me like that at first (since he rarely shares pics of him), but it's true that he was mentioned or that we saw pics of him without it too ofc. So, I'm really sorry. Also, other arguments by you made me think a lot, I'm still processing. There are Larrie shippers who are open for reasoning, and I like Louis. :) Have a good day!

You’re welcome <3

Listen I know your side of the fandom has normalized this idea of exploiting children for promo but it’s an incredibly disturbing idea when you remove it from their Larrie goggles. They believe a man has gone to the lengths of staging a woman as being pregnant, getting the government to agree she gave birth in a hospital signed off by various real doctors at that hospital, has signed his name onto this document, has spoken about this child, flown his entire family and friends out to visit this child, flown the child in on an emergency flight when his mother was passing, included this child in his mother’s obit, kept him there so they could celebrate an early christmas with this kid, and Larries think all of this is staged deliberately as “promo”. That a man is exploiting his own family, fatherhood, pregnancy, women, babies, all of this… for songs he hadn’t written and didn’t believe he’d write back in 2015. All the photos and moments he shared when Freddie was born and his mother shared when he had literally nothing to promote, yet they’re seen as promo now.

It’s a really disturbing concept. When I see Beyonce and Jay include Blue in everything and they DO I don’t think “Wow they’re exploiting that child for promo”. I think they’re normal parents obsessed with their own child and want to share these moments of their lives with her because they love her and want to show her off like normal parents obsessively do on facebook. 

This whole normalized idea they have over there that someone would just go out and fake a child and then exploit this random baby as though it’s his just for promo… it’s sick, it’s warped, it’s sociopathic. If any celebrity was exposed for this it would be one of the scandals of the decade. It’s not a concept people should be accepting as normal. 

Pointless Zestiria X post (you can skip it) Talk about sormik, other canons and silly dreams

You know I had dream tonight about last episode of anime. It’s coming close so idea of going through sea of salt once more  (after almost month of curing my wounded soul) started to stress out my brain once more. Not mention reading yesterday post about salty comment about possible Sorali ending.

I don’t think that it’s a case. It would be like Namco shooting themselves into heads. They already posted article in „Romance” newspaper in japan featuring Sorey and Mikleo. They probably see that posts saying about sormik on unfotable tweeter have more like 600+ favs when normal Zestiria X and Alisha things have like 50-/+. They wouldn’t bring the wave of hate on themselves if they are sane.


Yet, I’m not looking forward to read about last episode of anime.

So, back to my dream. I dream story for last episode of anime where Ufotable made Heldalf disappear in first seconds of episode like Smaug dies in first 10 minutes of 3rd Hobbit. So after that Sorey is possessed by new bad guy jumping from nowhere. Team fights him and after beating Sorey to the ground team doesn’t know how to return Sorey back to normal. Then Mikleo leaned down to kiss him. Camera doesn’t show it clearly but you know Mikleo is kissing Sorey (as to not cross line to showing their lips together in anime, airing in japan since they aren’t open to things like that).

Sorey is returned to normal. There is skip after all that to inn room where Sorey and Mikleo is talking about last battle and what to do next. Mikleo is still shaken by last battle and fact someone possessed Sorey. They sitting around 15 centimeters away from each other but Sorey rises his arm above Mikleo’s shoulder and says sorry for worrying him and giving him his support ( whole anime didn’t do even single scene like this, when Sorey is grateful for Mikleo’s feelings, like he was in game and seeing this made me really happy in my dream). Anyway Mikleo is moved and he falls with his head on Sorey’s lap and cries.


There is where my dream ended and I was sad that it wasn’t real. It was damn stupid, it was cliche, it was cheesy, it was silly for Mikleo to act like this. And yet I can feel that real last episode of anime is going to be worst than this. Worst than silly dream just like rest of episodes were.


I’m not saying that Sorey and Mikleo romance was perfect in game. If you watch scenes and skits clearly you can see how much they take care of each other. We have famous Sauna skit. But they aren’t labeled as romance and that’s Sormik main problem. Namco made them always stood beside each other but always with some space between them. Many scenes just scream that this is the right moment for them to hold hands or just put hand on other’s shoulder. I’m not talking about kissing, none tales story had it, but since one putting of Mikleo’s hand on Sorey’s shoulder we didn’t get anything like this later. I read somewhere that while making game they have „toned down” their relationship, yet I don’t know if that’s true/real. I didn’t saw note talking about it myself. The other question if it’s real is what they „toned down”? Did Sorey and Mikleo hugged? Did they held hands on some point? We will never know.


We have words of „One and only” but that all we got and it would never let some people stop screaming that Sormik isn’t canon. We have „unfinished” confession from Mikleo. Because I think it’s main problem that made anime look like this. That made sormik fandom die faster than you can say Xenosaga.

There is no clear announcement that Sormik was suppose to be canon. Not in game. Not in anime. The words of „one and only” aren’t enough for some people. No amount of explain behind Alisha leaving party, Mikleo being Sorey’s one and only, that Sorey and any girl would work out going to change people minds.

I don’t think fans who support Sormik need any more prof of them being canon. It would be nice but not necessary. We want it so others could stop hurt Mikleo, so both Sorey and Mikleo could be happy and other characters could be themselves.


When I thought about romances in tales games, and yes I played them for 10 years right now, many romances weren’t greatly done. But since it’s boyxgirl it’s easier to find simple looking in eyes with affection, grab hands or supporting each other as romance affection.

Sormik as it is now it’s hard to clearly label as romantic for everyone. Some may think it more or less or just simply brothers relationship.

Let’s look at other Tales games. At beginning I want to say that I support those couples too just like Sormik.


I think most unclear romance is YurixEstelle. After watching gameplay I asked myself question, was that love? Or simply friendship? Really, compare to those two Sormik is already romance. Someone can say but Yuri tried save Estelle so many times! They had alone talk with each other before final battle.

Sorey and Mikleo had moments alike this a lot with other ones and I don’t think Yuri even once said Estelle looks sexy after sauna. If YurixEstelle are canon then Sormik too in Tales of games style.


LloydxCollete was nice done, we clearly see Lloyd care for Collette and it’s not only because she’s his childhood friend. Symphonia anime, also made by Ufotable was heaven compare to Zestiria. It followed main plot, didn’t change characters personalities and the most important thing, it cherished LloydxCollette canon. So don’t get me wrong over hating Zestiria X. I wanted simply repeat from Symphonia, to see Zestiria story/moments as anime and I got something that trashed plot and characters.


Xillia, as much as it’s clear that canon pair is JudexMilla they doesn’t touch or kiss to feel that they are canon. They only hold hands at the end before… they simply parting ways. I remember loving those two, Jude’s love for Milla was so sweet and ending broke me. I never played Xillia 2 because I was afraid it would ruin my beloved canon. Did someone said that Milla didn’t start to romantically care for Jude, or Jude for Milla? No. Even the reality when he was human (ehem Sorey) and she spirit (ehem Mikleo) didn’t make canon less possible. Milla may over live Jude, but that’s another story.


From all clearly romance canon couples from Tales games I can say are: ShingxKohaku (he clearly says in game at least twice that he loves Kohaku), KylexReala (this whole game goes around their romance and later when Reala’s going to disappear Kyle don’t want for that to happen. They hug a lot too.


Tales of games have a lot cuples that comes from childhood friends: ReidxFarah, VeiguexClaire, LloydxCollette, AsbelxCheria, SenelxShirley (if in the end they are canon… Well, their relationship is complicated too, first Senel loves Shirley’s sister, but she died, then some people ship him hard with Chloe (ehem… she tried to kill him)) and SoreyxMikleo are just as another one of those couples.


So, to end this post, anime isn’t going to help Sormik matter, it made it only worse. I don’t think we ever get side story in any crossover game that would say „Sormik are romantic canon.” There is no way, even other canon couples rarely get their relationship on romance level in those games (usually they are at beginning level when they just know each other for some time example: LukexTear, LloydxCollette are mostly childhood friends usualy). We won’t be able to hear anything beyond „Sorey wants to spend rest of his life with his CHILDHOOD friend Mikleo” (Asteria’s radio audition) or Sorey knew Mikleo’s true name but oh well they are boys, it doesn’t mean Mikleo told it as romantic confession (Berseria, Berseria guide that says it’s different when boy telling another boy his true name). Even Zelos joking about Sorey and Mikleo being on date (Asteria) isn’t going to help everyone view Sormik as canon or let tell sormik supporters that we have nothing to worry about and just enjoy canonical Sormik.         


First episodes of anime gave hope about Sormik being something even more big than in game, but it was quickly destroyed. It was treated even worse from episode to episode. What comes from Ufotable sketch of Sorey and Mikleo sleeping on eachother shoulder, close and happy if it wasn’t in anime?


As for myself I’m sad about anime waste as whole Zestiria, not only Sormik. I don’t care how Zestiria X looks like, I don’t need to watch it. But each time I think that we never going to get because of Zestiria X a GOOD adaptation of game like Abyss or Symphonia had (gosh, even eternia was better, at least characters wasn’t so ooc even if it plot was awful, graphic too, but it was in the end only filler to main story. No one tried to change main plot). Chances for reboot of anime is 0%. That’s it. We never see tickle fight, fake marriage scene, Sorey losing his resonance, Rose hitting him, Dezel death (no, no kamikaze kill without real reason), fight with Tiamat, night at Lastonbell, EVERYONE seeing Sorey and Mikleo’s past, the ending of story… The only nice scene from game we got was Sorey holding his breath to let Alisha communicate with Lailah. That’s all.  

I love Zestiria OVA. It has perfect pacing and it was close as possible to game. I just simply wish we got something like this instead of Zestiria X.

anonymous asked:

I don't want to contradict you, but for me it's not just Dakota to bring the best of him, Jamie is personally a genuine person and you see that he is very sensitive (also from the fact of everything he faced when he was young), he's a rare man, as that girl said, you see how he behaves with her father, sisters, daughters, friends, is a wonderful man, and Jim has grown up him wonderfully, but it's also true that with people you are comfortable, which makes you feel good and carefree,(1)

(+) …make you get the best of yourself (in case of Dakota and vice versa) … as we say always, soulmates…“luckily they found each other"❤️❤️ (2 end) 

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You’re not contradicting at all:) That’s exactly what i believe too and what i meant. But since the reference was on Dakota we focused on her.       

Some people we come across in our lives have a positive influence on us, motivate or liberate us…and even sometimes bring out aspects of ourselves we didn’t know they existed regardless the great qualities we already possess.

@phinkss-gucci-tracksuit asked for #5 on this post for PhinFei, and I can’t deny the gucci babe anything, so here we go! It’s possible I got mildly carried away (sorry for taking so long! will be doing yours soon encontrasuya!)


Jealousy

Fandom: Hunter x Hunter

Pairing: PhinFei

Secondary Pairings: PakuMachi, Uvoshal

Other tags: Fluff, humour, pre-canon, drabble, phantom troupe/ genei ryodan


“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

“What? No! No. As if. Jealous? Nah. Not me. I’m not really the jealous type, to be honest. I don’t really get jealousy, you know? It’s just so. Petty. And stupid. And stuff.”

Machi raises an eyebrow. “For a thief, you’re a terrible liar.”

Phinks snorts and pretends he isn’t as pink as a peach and heading towards the tomato spectrum. “As if. You don’t know me. You don’t know when – if – I’m lying. For all you know what you think is me lying are the only times I’m telling the truth.” He puffs out his chest. Machi doesn’t blink.

“No. I know. My girlfriend is a mind reader.”


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The Way You Said “I Love You” #33 (Nathan Prescott X Reader)

#33 On a post-it note (Nathan Prescott X Reader)

           You groaned as you toyed with your camera, holding it above your head as you stretched leisurely across the firm mattress beneath you. You had been sitting on this project for weeks now and you still couldn’t find the inspiration to complete it and suddenly you were cursing the “Everyday Hero” contest. What was even the point? You knew that Victoria had the competition in the bag; she always did but her influence was always iron-clad and frankly terrifying. You would give anything to see Victoria lose the competition but it was rather unlikely. Honestly, Blackwell Academy’s newest student Max would have a really good chance of winning if she would only enter; that was again unlikely for the somewhat soft-spoken young woman.

           Max was a nice girl and you actually enjoyed hanging out with her, Warren, and Kate; they were all sweethearts. In fact, you got along very well with most of the students attending Blackwell Academy the only exceptions being Victoria and her posse; especially after what she did to Juliet. However, you suppose you didn’t hate all of Victoria’s friends, Nathan was somehow very close with Victoria to the point that, as much as you hated to admit it, you started to feel the bitter sting of jealousy. Nathan was in fact your best friend but there was perhaps more to your feelings than you would care to admit. You tried not to dwell on the fact because it wasn’t as if you stood a chance with him; you were certain that he only saw you as his friend and that wouldn’t change anytime soon.

           With another sigh you turned your head and looked over at Nathan, he was seated at his desk meticulously going through his camera roll. He had been oddly focused on his camera over the last few days and it had your curiosity piqued. You rolled over onto your side and laid your camera down, “Hey, Nathan… what exactly are you doing? I’ve never seen you this focused on your camera before.”

           His reverie was broken for just a moment as he looked over to you, “I’m just going over the shots that I’ve taken…”

           Your immediately perked up, Nathan hardly ever shared his photography with you and you were undeniably curious as to what had captured his attention so completely. You took a few tentative steps toward him, “Can I take a look? You practically never let me look at your work.”

           Nathan quickly opened his desk drawer and placed his camera inside before slamming the drawer shut, “No, not a chance.”

           You gave him your best puppy dog eyes, “Come on, Nathan… Please?”

           His eyes softened and you saw his lips quirk into an almost smile, “It’s a work in progress but I’ll show you when I’ve finished it.”

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anonymous asked:

Hey Mason I just wanted to say I appreciate how you have a SUPER out there sense of humor that even I can't get sometimes but at the same time your very sincere with your thoughts and passions in a way that's rarely found with new age irony and way hope your current Wolf3D project is going well

you are a true friend and a true fan. thank you i appreciate you somuch.

sexual-asian-thoughts  asked:

Really wow!!! You make it soo believable!! Just read your true story #1 and what can I say I bet that fantasy has crossed in everyone's minds and it's rare to hear it actually happen your a lucky girl it's such a turn on with the level of detail you tell your stories the truth and the fantasy ❤️❤️ do you ever read them back to yourself and just get instantly turned on? 😘

True story #1 was for sure a moment in time that I will never forget… I am still very good friends with the husband. The wife & I are FB friends lol they are now divorced and both remarried. Heck the guy has been to my house and we have all hung out my husband knows him. And no my husband does NOT know about that. He would flip out. He’s such a prude sometimes!! I need to sit down and put out either another fantasy or a true life one. It’s been a while. But I was busy with summer and hen back to school and now we are in school.

anonymous asked:

Maybe a thirdy chapter of the gym fic?? ;)

(Part 1, part 2)

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry, I’m done.” Lena said, a smile still present on her lips. “Please, show me how everything works. Who knows, maybe in a year I’ll be as strong as Supergirl.” She joked, winking at Kara.

“Ha!” The reporter let out a little awkward laugh as she fidgeted with her glasses. “Th-That would be something!” More awkward laughter, hands going all over the place as she moved around to distract Lena, “If-if I could train you like that, I could sell workout videos and get rich…” Kara turned her back to Lena, face scrunching up as if she was asking herself what the heck was that?!

But Kara composed herself and turned back around. “Alright! First of all, warm up!” Her voice was cheery again, her smile as bright as the sun. “Come on, Lena, let me see you touch your toes!”

Lena groaned, making a face at Kara, “God, I hated PE…” but she still complied, bending over at the hips trying to touch her toes only for her hands to stop right below her knees.

“Wow, Miss Luthor that’s…sad.” Kara teased, marveling at finally having the upper hand on Lena.

The CEO fixed Kara with a dangerous stare, but her teasing smile canceled any menace Kara might have felt, “Careful, Miss Danvers, it’s never a good idea to make fun of a Luthor.”

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Second Choice? (Stiles Stilinski imagine)

A/N: I know I’ve been ages it’s just that I have school and instead of making imagines I’m sat in my room not doing my homework.

So, at the minute things with Stiles and I are not perfect let’s say, we argue alot, I’m under alot at school due to being in Seniour year, but Stiles doesn’t have to worry about them, since he’s so clever.  We hardly ever see eachother anymore, and when we do, Scott is always there since he’s gpong through a tough times, after Kira left.

It was a Monday morning, which meant school, usually I’d take a ride with Stiles, but I was running late so, my mom had to drop me off, when I arrived, Stiles was in the hall with Scott and Lydia.  He smiled at me, as I pecked his cheek, however he was still in conversation with Lydia and Scott over some supernatural thing; they were all just casually talking as if I did not even exist.

“Hey, Y/N how are you I haven’t seen you in a while,” Lydia finally spoke up, after some time.

“I’m good thanks, just caught up on lots of work,” I told her.

“Well if you need any help I’m here,” she smiled, winking at me.

“It’s fine Lydia, Y/N has me to help right,” Stiles interupted, wrapping his arm across my shoulder pulling me into a squeeze.  Yeah sure Stiles you’ll help me when, after your meetings with the pack?

The bell rang, signalling me to get to science, in which I’m sitting next Scott, which is great because he’s good at the lesson.  

“Trouble in paradise?” he asked, after the teacher assigned us with some work.

“You could say that,” I half smiled, writing some notes from the board down.

“Look, you just got to give it some time, Stiles sometimes is not the perfect in relationships, I mean look at him and Malia they barely even talk now.” That was true ever since Stiles broke up with Malia they didn’t even speak, even though they shared the same friends.

“That’s the thing Scott, we rarely speak now, when we do it’s about me failing maths, I just want to get to how it use to be, you know, they fun Stiles,” I leant my cheek on my hand, sighing slightly.

“You two need to talk, sort things through, that’s all,” Scott smiled at me, giving me a simpathetic hug.

Me : Come to mine after school, we need to talk xx
Stiles : Sure, I’ll take you home x

The rest of the day dragged, and my mind ran like crazy, going through all sorts of senarios of what I’d tell him later, so much that I wasn’t even paying attention in English last period.

“Y/N, we’re on chapter eight now,” Lydia tapped my shoulder, and I glanced back at my book which read Chapter 3. I looked up at the clock, two minutes left, two long minutes until I walked out with Stiles to discuss our deterioating relationship.

As if it were seconds the bell sounded and I immediately felt a pair of eyes on me, which were Stilinski’s, I ignored him, packing my bag with the book, I surely needed to catch up on.

“Come on Y/N,” Stiles dragged me to the car park, towards his beloved blue jeep. The car journey was short and peaceful, making no eye contact, not even an murmur to one another. We reached my house, as I was about to open my door, his hand grabbed me back, forcing me to look into his deep, gooey brown eyes. “So what’s the problem?”

“Stiles…” I sighed.  "This,“ I gestured to us both. "We’re making no progress, it’s like we’re strangers to eachother in the corridor, we don’t even talk.”

“Y/N, I really like you, it’s just that Supernatural things take up alot of my time and I know I’d rather be with you, I promise you,” he grabbed my hand.

“I’m not second choice right?  You know after you and Malia,” my voice was shaky, and so were my hands.

“No! Of course not, look Y/N I really like you.  Scrap that.  I love you.  I love you, goddamit can’t you see.”

“I love you too,” I exploded into tear, pulling Stiles closer to me, crashing his lips to mine for a kiss.  Those were the words I thought I’d never hear, but here I was here, with the person I adore, the person I’d love to spend the rest of my life with.

“Now come on, wipe those tears away and let’s put on some Star Wars.”

Lives in the Balance

This fic was born because of a conversation over the summer with the wonderful Dee (suzies-q) and only exists because of her help and encouragement whilst I was writing it. So basically what I’m saying is, blame her. The title comes from a Jackson Browne song, and the story has nothing to do with the song itself, I’m just rubbish at titles. I don’t own that or the HP world. ffnet [x]

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There’s always call for levity in dark times, and times have not been darker in living memory, so Lily and James are taking their wedding planning very seriously. For them, it is just a marriage certificate, a piece of paper that formalises what they know already to be true: that this is it; that they will be staying with each other until they are old and white-haired. But for their friends, it is a wedding, a party, a chance to celebrate, and that is something that comes all too rarely these days. And so, everything must be perfect.

“Which means no lilies,” Lily says, laughing at how crestfallen James looks.

“But you’re called Lily—” he begins.

“And you’re more original than that, come on,” she says, pulling faces at him. “Let’s not be clichéd. I’m thinking winter roses. Red and white, for Christmas? It’ll look properly festive… Or we could go even more seasonal, and have me carry a poinsettia down the aisle.”

“A holly wreath,” James says, his lips twitching. “You could dig out your old Herbology gloves to carry it; they’d really go with a fancy white dress…”

“Mistletoe,” Lily says. “Or is having a poisonous plant in your bouquet considered bad luck?”

“I don’t know, but at least if things do go wrong, we’re already in a church,” he replies. “Everyone’d already be there for a funeral, it’d be like a two-for-one deal at the supermarket.”

“Oh, don’t!” she says, but she’s laughing, and so is he, and their plans are getting more and more outrageous and ridiculous (“I’ll come down the aisle on Sirius’s motorbike!”, “Well, I’ll turn up on a unicorn, dressed as Father Christmas!”, “I’ll come in fancy dress too, as a Christmas tree”, “No, actually carry a Christmas tree in your bouquet!”) when the door bursts open, and Sirius strides into the room, looking angrier than they’ve ever seen him.

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Imagine : “I won’t hurt you”
Note : There might be a part 2

Dylan was taking a break since he was working in the field for hours, he couldn’t tell exactly. It was not like they actually had phones or some watch to know what time is it. These things doesn’t exist anymore or are really rare.

“Damn It’s hot today..” Jared said with a sigh. He was probably one of the person Dylan could stand here, not that he was unsociable but some people were just stupid and he always hated to hang out with people like that, even if it’s the end of the world, It will never change. And sadly, some people became crazy and it never stop. So he could say Jared was his friend.

“Yeah, but we are used to it now..” He replied.

“True man.” Jared smiled. “So wh-”

He was cut by a group of people, well they were three actually, and a blond girl was screaming, something like she needed help. She didn’t seem hurt and it was the same for the two guys but then Dylan saw they were holding someone, a girl and she seemed unconscious.

“Holy shit !” Jared said, excited and shocked at the same time. “They found someone else !”

“Don’t be too happy about it. She’s unconscious and she will probably die.” Dylan said serious. It sounded like he was a cold hearted bastard but he was just realistic. It was hard to survive.

“If she survived this long, I’m sure she will be fine. We are here. C’mon !” Jared said, already walking towards the group.

“Fine ?” Dylan whispered. “How can you be fine in a world like this..”

Your POV

Darkness, that’s all you could see. Your body was hurting you, yours legs, your arms, yours chest but what surprised you was that your back didn’t hurt too much, actually you felt like you were on a cloud. You moved slowly your hands and you felt something soft, you frowned. Last time you checked, you were not on something soft, no you were running.

You got scared, where were you ? You opened your eyes slowly. You were in something that was supposed to be a bed and there was nobody. That was your chance, you could escape without getting in trouble. Well you could hope a little ?

You left the “bed”, well you tried but as soon as you got up , you fell miserably and let out a moan. You could feel how tired you were, physically. At the same time, you heard someone talking and you could tell they were coming.

‘shit shit shit !’ You thought.

“I know why Dylan is like that, it’s because he doesn’t want to get attached to someone. This is sad.”

You heard a groan and you couldn’t move, even if you wanted to, so badly.

“Oh shut up Jared.” Someone replied annoyed. “Not everybody is friendly like you, try to understand him, he’s not totally wrong you know.”

And then you feel two pair of eyes on you, it was too late to run away.

Dylan’s POV :

Jared wanted me to come with him to see the girl but I said no. I was happy in the field, well at least I preferred the field.

“Heeey no !” I heard someone screaming.

I looked up and saw the girl running. Well, I guess it was difficult because she fell many times but god, she was running fast.

And she was running towards the forest, where she was found.

“She is crazy..” I whispered.

“She’s running to fast ! We must stop her before she leave definitely !” Jared screamed.

And I don’t know why but I left the field without regret and I started running with Jared though I was faster than him. I could still see her and it made me crazy to not be able to stop her.

“Hey stop !” I screamed. “We won’t hurt you ! Stop running !”

And she fell again, this was my chance. I ran toward her and literally jumped on her when she got up. Now that I was in front of her, I noticed how beautiful and strong she was, I could feel she wanted to live.

Your POV :

Fuck it ! You were trapped and you could do nothing. A guy was literally on top of you after he jumped on you. You were ready to fight but when you looked up at him, you felt like you couldn’t move.

“We won’t hurt you.” The guy said with a husky voice. You weren’t sure if you could trust him, you trust nobody. But there was something about him.. Maybe it was the way he was looking at you or the way he was on top of you but you didn’t even feel his weight, or the way he was holding your hands against the ground but all you could feel was the warmth of his hands.

“How could I know that ?” You whispered, still looking at him. You could see the sadness in his beautiful brown eyes.

“I know it can be scary but I won’t hurt you. When you were unconscious, we took care of you. If we were dangerous, we would not have done that.”

It was right, but still. You bit your lip, causing him to look at it but then he looked somewhere else.

“Why would you run after me ?”

He got up and gave you his hand, “Nobody should be alone in this world and someone new in the community can’t be that bad..”

You took his warm hand and got up but your legs couldn’t take it anymore and you were about to fall but the brown eyed guy catches you. You murmured a thank you and a gasp escaped your lips when he carried you.

“Oh you-” The other guy just came, apparently surprised to see you in the other guy arms. “Well I’m glad you finally care about someone Dylan.” He added with a smirk on his face.

You looked at the guy named Dylan, his jaw clenched which looked sexy.

“Shut up Jared.”

“Well, the guy who is holding you like a baby is Dylan.” The guy named Jared said with a smile. “And he’s close to be an unsocial person you know, so I’m glad he cares about you, because he definitely does.”

You bit your lips, they were funny actually. You could feel Dylan’s gaze on you and you looked at him. There was something about this guy, you knew it.

“I won’t hurt you.. Dylan.” You whispered in his ear before you put your head on his shoulder, and he did something you weren’t expecting. He squeezed one of your leg, and you knew at this moment that you could trust him.

Imagine that Dean proposes to you with the help of your friends.

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A/N: Thanks, I LOVED this request. So fluffy and sweet. Hope you enjoy it just as much!


I woke up to an empty bed. Dean was already gone for the day, but he had left a note on my pillow. “I’ll be back for dinner, sweetheart. I hope you enjoy your day.” I smiled at the sweet gesture and headed into the kitchen to fix myself breakfast.

           Sam was sitting at the table eating cereal. At the seat across from him was a plate filled with pancakes topped with strawberries (my favorite!), a tiny vase with one single rose, and a note. I looked questioningly at Sam, but he just shrugged. I read the note.

           “I am so lucky to have had so many mornings with you. I can’t wait for the rest of them.” I smiled and blushed a little. This wasn’t like Dean, but I was going to enjoy every bite.

           Sam started to speak. “I don’t know if you know how much of a mess Dean really was before he met you. He was closed off, carrying the weight of the world without the help of anyone, and pretty broken. He’s totally different now. He has never felt like he was good enough, but now that he has you, I see him changing. I see him happy. So I want you to know that he loves you, and so do I.”

           I sat there in stunned silence through his heartfelt speech. Why was he saying all of this? I finally found my voice. “You know I love you too, Sam. I really appreciate everything you just said, but um…you mind telling me what’s going on?”

           Sam just grinned, his hazel eyes sparkling, and I couldn’t help but grin back. “Okay. I’ll play the game.” And I ate every bite of my breakfast.

           A few hours later, I was reading in the library when Charlie walked in. “I have something for you!” She said, smiling at me. She was practically dancing with excitement as she handed me a small box and a card. I opened the box first to reveal a necklace Dean had given me for my birthday a few months ago. I opened the card. “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on. It always amazes me how you can look so perfect, even when you are just wearing sweatpants. Whatever you decide to wear tonight, will you wear this necklace with it? And don’t forget I love you.”

           I knew that Dean loved me, he showed me all the time. Actually saying the words, on the other hand, was rare. I tried not to cry as I looked up at Charlie. She was grinning at me. “I’m supposed to tell you how much Dean loves you and how happy he is now that he’s with you. That’s true, but I mostly just want to tell you how selfishly glad I am that Dean found you, because he gave me a sister. Those boys can be a lot to deal with sometime, and I couldn’t ask for a better friend than you.”

           I hugged Charlie, unable to hide my emotion at this point. “I feel the same way about you, Charlie. Now will you please tell me what is going on?!” Charlie just laughed and shook her head no.

           “Want me to help you pick out an outfit for tonight?” She asked.

           Finally, it was getting close to dinner time. I had butterflies in my stomach, because I now had an idea of what was coming. Charlie had helped me get ready, and then left. Sam was nowhere to be found. I went to the kitchen, and my breath caught in my throat. There were candles and flowers everywhere. It smelled wonderful and looked gorgeous. I looked around for Dean and finally heard someone behind me. I turned around to find Cas.

           “Oh, hey Cas.” I said, surprised.

           Cas smiled at me. “Hello, Y/N. I’m not staying. I just have one last gift from Dean. He’ll be here in just a few minutes.” With that, Cas touched my forehead with two fingers.

           Magically, I was suddenly reliving the most important moments of my relationship with Dean, but this time I could feel what Dean felt. I felt his attraction to me the night we met, I felt his fear when he realized he had real feelings for me, I felt his passion for me with every touch, I felt how happy he felt just watching me sleep. I felt how telling me he loved me for the first time made him feel like he had finally come home after a long journey. I saw our relationship through his eyes, his need to keep me safe, his pride at the way I stood up for myself and the people I loved, his unfailing loyalty to me. I had no idea how Cas had done this, but it was incredible. Dean wanted me to feel exactly how much he loved me.

           I woke up from whatever vision Cas had given me in the exact spot he had left me, happy tears on my face and my heart about to burst with love for Dean. I opened my eyes to see Dean kneeling in front of me, silver ring in hand.

           “I couldn’t find the words to tell you exactly how I felt about you, so I got a little help.”

           My heart started beating faster as I stared into his sparkling emerald eyes. He took my hand and paused with the ring right above my finger. His voice was low as he smiled and spoke one simple sentence.

           “Will you marry me?”

anonymous asked:

okay but just imaginE.. college halloween au where they both go to lydias sororitys halloween party but jackson, rich frat boy thats only here bc hes supposed to be here, is brooding in the corner and stiles, lame computer kid who technically wasnt invited, drags him to play beer pong and stiles is completely horrible but jackson is actually having a little bit too much fun and they steal a bottle of vodka and go back to stiles' dorm where they watch scary movies and eat candy and kiss a little

writing this one a little bit early since today’s halloween and i don’t wanna be late to the party lmfao ALSO this made me think of greek immediately so this is a semi-greek au in which jackson’s cappie and stiles is rusty BYE

The parties were fun freshman year, but after two years of nothing but, Jackson’s gotten pretty sick of it. He could never admit it aloud, being a member of the party fraternity on campus, a choice he finds himself regretting more often than not these days.

But he still loyally shows up at every party, because that’s what Kappa Taus do. Tonight it’s ZBZ’s halloween party (Lydia had made the rounds to all the houses and threatened their physical wellbeing if they chose the Gamma Psi party instead), but Jackson refused to dress up. The way he sees it, he’s here, and that’s more than enough.

He’s standing in a corner, scrolling through Twitter in silent protest, when someone calls his name.

He looks up and sees one of the KT pledges, wearing a Batman T-shirt but otherwise costume-less. 

“Hey, Stiles, right?” Jackson asks, and when he nods, adds “Pledges aren’t supposed to be here, you know.”

Stiles waves a hand. “Ah, details. Besides, I’m having more fun than you are. Why come if you’re just gonna sit here playing Candy Crush?”

“I wasn’t…whatever,” Jackson says with a huff. “I’m just keeping up appearances.”

“Well, if you want to keep them up well, it’d probably help if you looked like you were having at least a little fun,” Stiles says matter-of-factly. “Come on, let’s play beer pong.”

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