was bored and tired so here have this

This is inspired by the fact I can’t pay attention in my LA class. Enjoy!

Human’s can’t pay attention for shit, okay.

I’m not talking about ‘oh I zoned put for a minute whoopies daisy’ but forgetting what you are doing in the middle of doing the exact action. Human’s have such complicated brains, right? So, theoretically, we be able to concentrate for hours at a time. But nah. If our brain registers something as boring, it attempts to nope situation, because we need stimulus. If we don’t get it, our brain tries to force us to do other things - even if we can’t.

There was another post around here about how Aliens could hyper focus on certain tasks to get shit done (gotta hunt that down later for credit but its 12 am and im tired sorry) and how human’s being inpatient could confuse them. What about how human’s can think about multiple things at once? Like ‘No, Ari'ik, I’m not just making dinner at 7pm! Steven Universe comes on and I’m definitely not missing that. My nephew is being dropped off started. I need to have a play pen set up. My little sib is going to a sleep over and needs to be dropped off by 8. I have to pack eveyones lunches, clean the house, do the dishes, wash laundry, shower, and be in bed by 9.’ Don’t get me started on stuff like homework because I could probably rant until my lips fall off.

I don’t know if this happens to anyone else, but sometimes my brain wants to procrastinate so badly my words literally run into each other. A quick example of this; ‘And so Franny Devut is the true heroine of the story despite WHOISTHEMAIDWITHTHE BUTTERCUPHAIR her questionable WHOSLEEPSONMOONBEAMSANDDANCESONAIR methods of WITHTEARSMAIDOFHONEYANDAHEARTFULLOFBUNNIES obtaining WHOSINFINATEDVIRTUESAREKNOWWIDE IN FAAAARRRRRRRR information! ITSMEWNISOWNDEARESTOURPRINCESSSTAR’ I could easily see aliens sending in their small, day-dreamer human friend for an infiltration mission. The human gets capture for interrogation, but the mind reader can’t tell if they’re telling the truth or not, because who the fuck thinks about chocolate cake when standing in front of two intergalactic tyrants.

Feel free to add on to this if you want, it’s pretty short!

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A NIGHT AT HOME | YOONGI VERSION

WORD COUNT: 3,328

warnings: graphic smut, swearing, masturbation, rough sex, oral sex, overstimulation

Originally posted by bwiseoks

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Stirring the white milk into the coffee you sighed, bored out of your brain. Your boyfriend was busy working in the home recording studio you had built for him for his birthday, as he was most nights. Yoongi was a member of the internationally famous kpop group BTS, and had even released mix tapes and solo tracks of his own. He was so very passionate about music, in fact, that’s how the two of you had met.

Three years ago you were out buying a new sound system as your room mate had broken yours, Yoongi was in the quiet music store too; he introduced himself as a sales assistant to help you find the best ‘value for money’ equipment, as you didn’t have much cash with you. Of course things started to get a little fishy when said sales clerk asked if you had a boyfriend, whereabouts you like to go eat and what your living arrangements were. Eventually he confessed he didn’t work at the store, but was very intrigued by you and wanted to get to know you better.

Later that night he took you to your favourite restaurant just outside of town and you exchanged numbers before he dropped you off at home. A week later you couldn’t contain your huge Cheshire Cat like grin when he showed up at your door at midnight, blasting music from the most expensive sound system you’d both seen in store.

“Y/N! I saw this in a movie last night, is it working?! Did I get the girl?! Let me in before your neighbours call the cops!”

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One day in highschool, period after lunch, spanish class. We all get in the room and take our seats, bored and tired out of our minds, and wait for the teacher.

The bell rings, teacher has yet to show up. Five mins later, nothin. Ten minutes? nope. nothing. Teacher never showed up, there wasn’t a substitute in sight, so here we are, a group of sophomores to seniors left alone. So you know what we did?

One of us upperclassmen stood up and took the role of the “teacher”, used flashcards to have us play Around the World, and taught us a few new words. One kid crawled under his desk and took a much needed nap. A group of girls talked to each other about their days, and did a random spanish worksheet they found online. 

Teacher or no teacher, we freaking rocked the class.

Next day the teacher and principal talked to us and told us they were sorry we had been left alone, and while they were slightly upset that we didn’t notify the office/another teacher that the sub never showed up, they were more impressed than anything that we kept it down and under control and that the group of girls did the worksheets. We ended up getting ANOTHER DAY off class because the teacher thought we deserved a reward.

That’s what happened the day there was no teacher.

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  • “I took your memories for a good reason, but I shouldn’t have.”
  • “Is it too late to come over?”
  • “Hey, let me in. It’s so cold out here.”
  • “I wasn’t sure if you could understand my language, what with you being ancient and all.”
  • “When I told you that you could come along, I meant silently.”
  • “I’m the opposite of flexible.”
  • “You’ve been talking for eight months and you still don’t know their name?”
  • “You wanted to stand out, so now you do. Is this not what you meant?”
  • “I can’t sleep at night anymore. I don’t like closing my eyes.”
  • “You stood there and let it happen. You get to face the consequences.”
  • “I can’t say this was one of my proudest moments.”
  • “I figured that I could mold myself into someone you could admire whilst you were gone.”
  • “You stop me from making bad ideas all the time. Of course I got a little dependent on that.”
  • “Take a look at what I have to do and now tell me it’s easy.”
  • “They were conducting experiments here. I was a part of that.”
  • “You can teleport! Surely you can get us out of this mess, right?”
  • “Even a master such as I can make mistakes.”
  • “I’ve been patiently waiting, but I can’t do that anymore.”
  • “Sometimes change only happens when we make it.”
  • “Whoever put you on my team is getting a stern talking to.”
  • “Even after all the evidence I collected, you don’t believe me?”
  • “You said it was rare, but that means it’s happened before, so there must be someone else who knows about it.”
  • “Rock, paper, scissors solves everything.”
  • “I was trying really hard to listen to you, but I’m so bored.”
  • “I won’t forget this.”
  • “After a lot of confusion, I think I’ve finally figured this out.”
  • “If being honest is all I have, then so be it.”
  • “Why am I here? Why, that’s easy! You asked for a miracle, remember?”
  • “We’re already fifteen minutes into the project. Why are you trying to stop me now?”
  • “I can practically taste the disaster.”
  • “I promise you that you don’t want to stay around here for long.”
  • “If you find a way out of this, take me with you.”
  • “None of this was my idea.”
  • “You were the stone and we were the birds.”
  • “It wasn’t hopeless. Look at what you’ve accomplished.”
  • “I never minded when you were around me. Why would that change?”
  • “Hate to break it to you, but you’re turning into an alien.”
  • “Don’t you dare let go of my hand. You hear me?”
  • “Duck your head and follow me.”
  • “Thing is, if I continue to think about it, I’ll only get more anxious.”
  • “I never wanted this for you. For any of you.”
  • “Do those marks look like they were made by an animal to you?”
  • “If I had said something else, would it have made a difference?”
  • “It’s garbage night. That means we lay here and feel like trash.”
  • “Maybe if I turn the music up louder, I’ll be able to ignore it all.”
  • “I wonder if it still qualifies as a problem if it doesn’t affect you personally? Hm?”
  • “Take a look around. This is our world now.”
  • “Were you expecting the aliens to be hostile?”
  • “Let’s break the rules and take over the world.”
  • “It’s time you knew where you actually came from.”
  • “Truth be told, you’re not the first one I would have chosen for this.”
  • “If it was easy, don’t you think I would have changed already?”
  • “I’ve been dead for so long, I’ve forgotten how to live.”
  • “Making you mad is so easy. I’ve been trying to see if I could set a new record.”
  • “Why do you always assume everything is my fault?”
  • “We have a special guest. Go clean up.”
  • “Together, we can find a way.”
  • “You can call it anything, but that was love right there.”
  • “I know you’re headed in the right direction.”
  • “If I hadn’t held you back, who knew what would have happened?”
  • “I like it when you sing to me. Why’d you stop?”
  • “Can you blame me for my excitement? This is huge!”
  • “I didn’t need you to come along. You messed everything up.”
  • “What’s the interrogation for?”
  • “Can you imagine how boring an endless slide would be after the thirty minute mark?”
  • “We can make this work.”
  • “It’s like all I can ever do is make you unhappy.”
  • “You could have talked to me if you needed it.”
  • “Why would I turn you? You don’t want this life. I promise you that.”
  • “I can see the end. Hurry!”
  • “Getting lost in a maze with you was a nightmare that I can only hope to never experience again.”
  • “I don’t know if I should trust you to get us there safely.”
  • “Did you finally have enough of me?”
  • “Believe it or not, I’m actually tired of people comparing me with them.”
  • “I’m tired of you doubting me. At this point, what do I have to do to prove myself?”
  • “I don’t say it often, but I do love you. Very much so.”
  • “I like the friendship we have, but I want something more.”
  • “Well, the vision I had was pure chaos. Let’s prevent that, shall we?”
  • “I’m proud of you. That you moved on.”
  • “Contrary to popular belief, I am actually a mind reader.”
  • “I didn’t know how to ask.”
  • “I don’t want to bring you down, but sometimes I need your support.”
  • “I’m sick and tired of living here. It’s so bland and boring.”
  • “I don’t want to be alone for the vacation, so come with me. Drop everything and pack up.”
  • “I’m way too nice to do that, sorry.”
  • “You can’t pick and choose which parts of me you can fix.”
  • “There’s no reason to be so cold.”
  • “Wishful thinking is a blessing in disguise.”
  • “Look! You’re doing it! I’m so proud of you.”
  • “We got this far and it’d be a shame to turn back now.”
  • “I can’t just leave it here. It was all cold and alone. Come on, please?”
  • “You look over there and I’ll look over here.”
  • “I’ll do all the chores for two months if you do my paper for me.”
  • “I thought you liked my stories?”
  • “Can you remember how nervous you were? Now look at you!”
  • “I am glorious, admit it. Maybe it’ll rub off on you.”
  • “I wasn’t afraid. I was just… Concerned.”
  • “Your heart was in the right place. It’s the thought that counts.”
  • “I was ten minutes late. There’s no way they didn’t notice.”
  • “I’m both a lover and a fighter. I’ll take you down and then give you a kiss.”

I mean, he deserved better too

sketches [ cm x r ]

Originally posted by evans-hansen

fandom : Dear Evan Hansen

by : Victoire

pairing : Connor Murphy x Reader

summary : In which you are a gifted artist & Connor just so happens to be your unsuspecting muse.

word count : 4,519

warnings : Swearing

a / n : Here we are! I’m beyond excited to be sharing my first fic with you. I’ve recently gotten into DEH & really explored the characters as people, so I do hope the way I write Connor is enough for you! I had my ups & downs while writing this, but the result did prove successful.

Oh, & make sure to see if you can catch a hidden If I Could Tell Her reference in the fic! *winky face* I would love you for the rest of my days if you all could leave a like or maybe reblog! Feedback & constructive criticism are always welcome.


Biting your lip in concentration, your eyes carefully studied the sharp but somehow soft lines of his face. He was sitting diagonally in front of you, with a perfect view of his profile.

Why would you be drawing the infamous Connor Murphy in the middle of a calculus class, you ask? Honestly, you didn’t even have a valid reason except for the fact that he was absolutely beautiful.

His was a unique kind of beauty, dark & harsh & in all ways mysterious, but at the same time there was a sort of lightness to it, fragile & delicate.

It puzzled you sometimes, but you were still drawn to the enigma that happened to be Connor Murphy.

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Flashes (Part 2)

Summary: Soulmate AU. “The fault, dear Brutus is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings.” - William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,831

Warnings: language, fluff, wishful thinking, angst, sadness, borderline depression, sarcasm, discrimination, tw: terrible family relations, shunning

A/N: Well, I did it…at least I tried. The lovely @minervaem challenged me (sort of) to do an angsty story. I’m warning you now, it’s not gonna be pretty.

Lots of reader backstory here. Hopefully it’s not boring!

Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

Originally posted by heartsnmagic

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Let’s face it, we all have those days (or weeks, or months) when we simply don’t want to study. Even though we may love the subject, either the topic is boring, or you’re tired, or you just don’t want to study for no apparent reason. But exams ruin our lives and you need to study for them, so here are some tips to power through those terrible periods of feeling like doing nothing.

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stag do

this is pure fluff :’) my sweet lil bean

Word Count: 1,645

Rating: PG-13

hope you enjoy!!

It was very weird to have Joe away from you. Sure, you two were apart sometimes, usually for work, but he didn’t go on holidays very often, so going back to an empty bed at night was quite odd for you. You had to remind yourself not to go to his office and try to coax him away from his computer and into bed. He had only been gone for a few days, but the flat felt so empty without him that it felt like a lifetime. You had done your best to let him have his fun with his mates from back home; it was Ben’s stag-do and Joe rarely got to see him alone, much less all his old friends at once.

He had been really good about checking in and sending you lots of pictures, showing you that he missed you too. He even managed to sneak in a facetime call between the bars they were going to, and it warmed your heart to see him on your phone screen.

However, his little reminders didn’t keep you busy at home for long. You had spent the whole of the last few days deep cleaning the whole flat, washing all the sheets and remaking the beds, unpacking a few boxes of stuff that just needed to be put away, and even assembling a new table that arrived for the guest room just to keep yourself busy in your down time. Still, you found yourself bored without Joe beside you. So to say you were excited to have him back home was an understatement. You answered on the first ring when he called that evening.

“Hi!”

“Ello love, we’ve just landed, I’m getting off the plane in a few minutes and then I’ll catch an uber home!” He updated you, and he sounded a bit tired, but also happy to be back on the ground.

“Okay! I can’t wait to see you!”

“Same here. Do you want me to pick up a Waga’s on my way in? I can’t be bothered to cook.”

“I can order it and then you can just come straight home,” you said a bit too quickly. You heard him chuckle into the speaker.

“Baby, it’s on the way and it’ll take five minutes. I’ll call it ahead so that it’s quick and then I’ll be home as soon as I can.” You could hear the smile in his voice, and it made you blush. You always got overexcited to see him, and he thought it was the cutest things. You were still shy about it, because a few of your exes had found it annoying.

“No, you don’t have to call ahead, don’t rush. Sorry to be pushy, I just miss you,” you mumbled.

“Hey, none of that, nothing to apologize for. I like pushy, and I miss you too. Were about to get off the plane, so I gotta go. I’ll see you soon. Love you.”

“Love you too. Hurry!”

And with that he hung up, and you began to wait again.

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Hiding (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: Can I request a Jughead x reader where the reader is Ronnie’s adopted sister & she’s secretly going out with Juggie & invites him over when Ronnie is over at Betty’s & Hermione is over at Archie’s (cause she’s dating arch’s dad) & like they watch a movie when they hear the front door open so the reader shoves Jug in her closet & Ronnie enters reader’s room and is like yo can I borrow your bunny onesie (or something) and she opens the closet and sees Jughead and the rest is up to you! Thx 😘

A/N: This was requested that I work on this next so here it is! I hope you guys like it <3 Requests are welcome

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Hiding (Jughead x Lodge!Reader)

(Y/n) Lodge.

Well sort of.

Hermione was best friends with your mom when you were little so when your parents got into a car accident and didn’t make it, she took you in.

No one on in your immediate family was close to you and Hermione was on the will as your guardian.

The adoption papers were signed within that year.

So You’ve been officially a Lodge since age 5.

You and Veronica grew up as Best Friends and then Sisters. You were the same age so it worked out great. Plus Hermione always said she wanted another daughter.

When everything went down in New York, you guys moved to the small town of Riverdale.

Of course, Ronnie wasn’t exactly thrilled but you were glad to get away from everyone.

Even though you were considered a Lodge, No one in New York thought of you as one. You didn’t act like any of them. You kept to yourself unless it was with Ronnie.

The move changed everything.

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The Colors Of The Girl // Draco Malfoy // Pt. 2

Originally posted by rosaesse

Pairing: Draco Malfoy X reader

Type: Fluff

Word Count: 2396

Summary: Draco saves you from killing yourself but when his plan to bring his people into the school threatens your life - he’ll do whatever he can to keep you safe.

A/N: This Chapter is dedicated to @milkywaygalaxygirl for being my first ever submitted comment! I hope you like it :) (PT. 3 coming soon!) 

Also feel free to submit any idea you have for future parts, these will be answered privately, to not spoil any possible events.

( @faithful-music @mrs–banner )

Warnings: Talk of suicide, physical encounters, Technically torture.

Part 1  :  Part 3


Draco sat outside the infirmary wing waiting for Madam Pomfrey to give him some sort of report. His hair had grown greasy from not leaving that seat to shower for days, and every time he ran his hand through his hair, the more of that grease got on his hand. His hand shot up from his hands when the door to the infirmary opened.

Dumbledore and all the house heads emerged… he’d been so distracted he hadn’t even noticed them even going in. They all seemed sullen and the house heads walked away as Dumbledore sat down on the wooden bench with Draco.

“You were the one who discovered her… yes?” Dumbledore questioned lightly. The pair had not had good relations, and they both knew it. Draco only nodded, staring down at his shoes. “Would you please tell me the details of what happened that night?” Draco nodded, sitting up taller and wiping his hands on his trousers before speaking.

“She had offered me some tutoring in astronomy and when she didn’t meet me after dinner I got worried, but I didn’t think much of it. I started asking people around if they’d seen her and no one had… Curfew was coming so I went back to my dorms, but I couldn’t sleep thinking about where she was and if she was okay. I noticed her when she was sinking… I think she may have put stones in her pockets or something. She was already out at that point… she almost seemed… happy. At first, I thought she was some…. creature, I couldn’t see her hair and her eyes were transparent but when I realized it was her I just… ran. I don’t know how I found her in the lake… but somehow I did. I grabbed her and just… ran with her in my arms. What was I supposed to do ya know? I couldn’t just let her die.” Draco spoke as though he was talking to someone he trusted, though he most certainly did not trust Dumbledore.

“Do you have any idea why she would do such a thing? You seem to know her…” The old man spoke.

“Yeah… her parents died and everyone picks on her. She’s been getting a hard time from my friends lately and I didn't do anything… I let them torture her. Shit fucking Christ!” Draco’s head fell into his hands as he realized that he should have done something more to stop them. Dumbledore made no effort to criticize him for his choice words, he was in pain and telling him to watch his language was not going to help.

“Perhaps you should head to the bathroom… clean up a bit, you don’t want her to see you like this when she wakes up now do you? That’s no way to impress the girl you love.” Draco was baffled as Dumbledores words, but the old man only chuckled and stood, walking away whistling to himself. I hit him then harder than it had before… Y/N tried to kill herself because he had done nothing to stop his friends.

Draco went to the bathroom as Dumble door suggested, and he surely did look a mess. He pulled his vest over his head and looked angrily at himself in the mirror.

Originally posted by fallingforamalfoy

How could he have let this happen to you? Almost every evening for four months you two had been together. Every evening your connection grew stronger… yet he did nothing to stop his friends. Bloody hell he even laughed along with them. He knew he should have stopped them. She was kinder to him than them all combined, though she’d never admit to it.

“Bloody hell Draco what are you going to do about this?” His voice resonated through the empty bathroom like a soft breeze over calm waters, smooth and with nothing to stop it. Looking at himself in the mirror, his hair was a mess and his eyes were sunken deep into his skull, hovering above dark circles that looked as though they could have been drawn on with a quill. He splashed his face with cold water before fashioning his hair the best he could to look acceptable before turning and walking away from the mirror, leaving his reflection behind him.

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When you woke up, all you felt was a twinge of disappointment. How could you have failed… again? You were sure of it this time… perhaps this was heaven? No, the pain you felt in your body was too real for this to be some godly alternate dimension. Madam Pomphrey scurried over to you when she noticed you had woken. She looked at you pitifully, obviously trying to show her sympathy without having to bring up your failed attempt to end your own life.

“Oh good, you’re awake. Please dear, drink some water. I’ll go fetch the headmaster.” She spoke as she handed you a glass of water and then walked hurriedly out the door. You thought you’d be left in peace then, but the silence was short lived as the heavy doors to the infirmary flew open. There he stood, his platinum blonde hair in his face and he appeared breathless as he scanned the room. His eyes landed on you and he stumbled into the room. Anger and confusion bubbled up inside you, your hair turning white. Though you never thought you’d see it turn colors again.

Draco approached you carefully, as though not to spook you and cause you to flee from him. You watched him as he inched closer to you. You mostly just wanted to be left alone. You especially didn’t want him around. Why was he here anyway? Is he here just to rub salt in the wound?

He didn’t sit when he came close to you, he just stood there in silence, the way you would when you were in the room of requirements. You rolled to face away from him. No words were exchanged that day… or in the two days following that one. It wasn’t until the fourth day that he had the courage to speak to you.

“It’s happening tonight… the whole… vanishing cabinet thing. I thought, maybe you’d want to know.” He went silent, not expecting you to respond, and you didn’t for a few minutes. But when you did your voice came out hoarse and tired.

“Am I going to die?”

Originally posted by imagine-everything41

He lifted his head to look at you after you spoke. The color of your eyes had reverted back to blue, along with your hair, but there was almost a fear in your voice as you spoke.

“No, I think… only one person is going to die tonight.” The voice he spoke in did not seem like his own. It was thick and sour to hear.

“By the end of your wand, no?” The words slipped past your lips like sands through the hour glass, there was really nothing you could do to stop them. He began to speak;

“If I don’t-”

“-they will kill you.” In an effort to finish his sentence you interrupted him. His eyes fell then, he looked more upset than he did before.

“No, Y/N… they will kill you.” He sighed and looked away, “I don’t want you to die.” He sighed as you rolled away from him. He knew what you wanted to say, you did too. You were dying to say ‘well I do.' “I know it may not seem like it, but you know Y/N…. I really do care for you. Despite everything I’ve done, and everything I’ve let my friends do… I care more about you than all of them combined.” He paused for a moment. “Look, Y/N.” He reached for your hand and grasped it lightly.

Originally posted by xxvampirediaries

You were simply limp in his grasp, you had nothing left in you to do more than roll over and choke out a few words every now and then. You couldn’t tell if you wanted to hold onto him for dear life or to rip your hand away and tell him to leave you alone. After all, how could you possibly trust what he’s saying? You’d seen him lie to others, and he could be very convincing.

“You don’t have to believe me Y/N… I know how you are. After all, I’ve spent every day for months with you, I know you don’t in believe what you can’t see with your own eyes.” His voice was softer now, though there was aching pain behind it. You closed your eyes and just listened to his voice as he spoke of the little memories together. Eventually, his words became a mush of sound, and you unintentionally drifted to sleep as he spoke. You only startled awake when his hand withdrew from yours. “Just… don’t say anything okay? I… don’t know how tonight’s going to go and… I’d like to hope that we’ll be able to talk about it in the morning.” He didn’t give you a chance to explain you hadn’t heard what he said, he stood and left as quickly as he could.

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You were still in the infirmary when everything went down. You almost wished Malfoy hadn’t pulled it off, just so that he wouldn’t feel guilty for the rest of his life. But then again, he’d be killing someone no matter what he did, the only difference is that one of you saw it coming, and the other didn’t care.

You weren’t scared when the doors to the infirmary burst open and Bellatrix Lestrange came storming in, followed by other death eaters. Including Malfoy. Your hair was still a deep dark blue as you watched them, you had nothing to fear for, so there was no reason to fear them. You were silent and your expression bored as the gang of people approached.

“And what have we got here.” She waved her wand at you as a gesture of who she was talking about. “What’s your name?” She looked at you intensely, you didn’t answer, only let your head roll to the side. “I said!” Bellatrix screamed, “What is your name?” You rolled your head back to look at her, your eyes tired and your emotion unchanging.

“What’s it matter? If you’re going to kill me just do it.” Draco looked between the two of you anxiously, worried that Bellatrix might hurt you. She tapped her wand on her chin and spun in a circle as she spoke;

“What to do, what to do.” She backed away from you pressing her tongue to her cheek, then she shot you a devious smile.

Originally posted by 01000101-r

“What do you think Draco? What shall I do to this… figure of… tainted blood.” She asked him as the rest of the group got busy trashing the building. The pale boy looked taken aback.

“Uh- I- Well,” He looked at you with a sorry expression, “She doesn’t fear death… so maybe… leave her to live would be torture enough?” His hands shook lightly, you watched as he gripped his wand tighter. She laughed out loud. 

“No.” She lifted her wand at you, “Avada-”

“-Expeliarmous” Everything happened in the blink of an eye, Bellatrix had made the decision to kill you, but Draco Malfoy had made the decision to save you. You don’t know which one made you happier.

Draco!” Bellatrix screamed, stomping her foot like a child. “What is wrong with you.” He shook his head and stepped between the two of you.

“I’m sorry Bella but I can’t let you do that.” He spoke softly. She looked between the two of you, before breaking out laughing.

“Oh!- Oh! Merlin!-” She choked out between fits of laughter and catching her breath. “The Draco Malfoy care’s for some half-blood filth?” She laughed louder before quieting down and thinking for another moment. “Oh wait… She’s not the one you’re-” Draco coughed loudly and stepped toward Bellatrix.

“Just leave her be.” His tone was deep and threatening, though she didn’t seem to care.

“Oh… wait a moment. I have a good idea! Quite a good idea indeed!” She skipped over to get her wand, and when she finally fetched it, she pointed it at Draco. She watched you as your hair turned black. “Oh! OH! OHHH! We have ourselves a Meta over here now?” Upon hearing those words Draco snapped his head to see you sitting straight up in bed wth pitch black hair and eyes. This was the first time he’d ever seen you scared.

“Don’t hurt him.” You were practically pleading since there was really nothing you could do about it, your wand had been lost in the lake. Bellatrix’s smile grew.

“Oh yes, now we can definitely have some fun.” Bellatrix cackled, “Sectumsempra!” Draco cried out in pain and fell to the ground. His white shirt began to stain with red blood. In a panic, you flew out of bed to his side, your hair turned blue again as you felt the distress of Draco in pain set over you. His pale skin seemed paler as he struggled to breathe and stared at the ceiling, blood draining from his body, getting all over you as you held his body close to yours. Bellatrix only laughed as she screamed and begged for her to stop. You didn’t have time to think before Bellatrix was casting another spell at you, knocking you out beside Draco on the floor.

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Hey folks, I hope you’re doing well! Today 30th April is my bday and I wanted to share some important thoughts with you all. Things I want you to know. Feel free to skip this tho, I’m just being grateful and deeply sincere here <3

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dating taehyung

Originally posted by jjks

dating taehyung would include:

  • lots of craziness
  • and i don’t mean that in a bad way
  • taehyung has a really fun personality
  • and i feel like in a group of friends, he’s that friend that always wants to go do something
  • but his friends are always like nah, don’t feel like it right now
  • they don’t really share his enthusiasm that often
  • but if you were his girlfriend, you wouldn’t be able to say no to him
  • because he’d get so excited about these ideas he had and you’d hate to let him down
  • so you could expect a random late night phone call
  • he’d call just as you were about to get into bed and call it a night
  • and he’d say he just has to take you to this hill above the city
  • because he found the perfect spot with a great view and he planned everything
  • and you’d be like why can’t we go tomorrow and you come over here instead
  • and he’d insist he wants to take you there right then
  • and you’d tell him you’d come, but in your pajamas
  • and he’d pick you up and you’d see a bunch of stuff on the backseat, but wouldn’t ask about it
  • and when you’d get to the spot, the view would be just as magnificent as tae promised, and you’d understand why he was so excited about it
  • and you’d be happy he shared this spot with you and made you come in the middle of the night
  • the things in the backseat would turn out to be a couple of blankets, food and a bottle of wine
  • and he’d make you wait in the car until he has everything ready, he’d set up the whole thing himself
  • and then the two of you would lie down in a field above the city, far away from people, gazing at the stars, talking till morning
  • and you’d fall asleep on his chest, listening to his breathing
  • and then some other time, taehyung would hear about a new club and he’d just beg you to come with him on a random week day
  • and you’d be like “tae, i have school tomorrow, we can go on the weekend”
  • but no, taehyung would insist, he’d promise you’d have fun
  • and boy would you
  • he’d come over with a bottle of good liquor and you’d get smashed before you even got to the club
  • and drunk taehyung is the best taehyung
  • he’d be all cute and cuddly and up for everything
  • you’d just randomly say you want an ice cream on your way to the club and he’d make the taxi stop just so he could get out and get you one
  • he’s pretty outgoing
  • so it’s no problem for him to strike up a conversation with random people on the street, especially when he’s drunk
  • he’d see someone wearing a sweater he liked and he’d yell after them that he liked their sweater or hair or whatever it was he liked
  • and lots of times you’d be embarrassed because you could never come up to people like that
  • but it worked for taehyung, he’d meet so many people when he went outside that you wouldn’t be able to keep up with them
  • so it wouldn’t be a surprise if you were headed to the club, but ended up at someone’s pool party or at the other side of the city
  • lots of unexpected things from taehyung, anyway let’s get back to the club
  • when you’d get to the club (finally), he’d want to make sure you were having a good time
  • he knows you’re socially awkward and that you probably get annoyed when he talks to random people like it comes natural to him
  • and he gets why you don’t
  • so when you’d get there, he’d stop paying attention to other people and he’d start paying attention to you
  • you’d take shots and then he’d take you to the dance floor
  • and he’d dance silly at first to get you relaxed
  • but as soon as a slow song came on
  • he’d start grinding against you, whispering things in your ear
  • and you’d feel embarrassed because there were so many people around
  • but he’d be like “no one is looking at us, nobody cares, just relax”
  • and you’d give in and grind with him
  • and he’d start pecking you and kissing you and digging his hands into your hips
  • and you’d have to leave the club pretty soon because things would get too heated too fast
  • yeah, taehyung is all crazy and funny and has a nice attitude towards life
  • like when he got lost and separated from the guys
  • you’d probably panic
  • but not taehyung, he’s chill and relaxed about everything
  • he finds the good in everything anyway
  • and he’d never want to let you forget the good in you
  • so you could expect random texts from him all the time
  • he’d want to make sure you feel good with him
  • because he’s fucking ecstatic because of you
  • he loves you because you take him seriously and he feels like not many people do precisely because of his attitude
  • so he appreciates you so much
  • he appreciates that you listen to whatever he has to say and that you say yes to his random crazy ideas and that you ask for his opinion on serious matters in your life
  • so he wants you to know that he cares about you and that he’s thankful for having you in his life
  • and he’s not ashamed of expressing his feelings 
  • “thinking about you right now”
  • “i can’t stop looking at the selfie you sent me, you’re so beautiful, what are you doing with me!?”
  • “how’s my baby doing today”
  • “i bought you so many cool things today”
  • “i’m sorry about sending you a million messages, i just can’t get you out of my head”
  • “i miss you”
  • “i’m in bed, tired, wish you were here to cuddle”
  • “why are you sad? i’m coming over right away”
  • “i feel like i’m the luckiest guy in the world because i have you”
  • “i bought you a puppy, don’t kill me”
  • anyway, it would never be boring with taehyung and he’d never make you feel bad
  • he’d actually bring out the best in you because he’s so relaxed and chill and you’re not
  • you’d see how easily he talks to people and you’d start feeling more confident in yourself because of him
  • sometimes, though, even taehyung feels bad or insecure
  • and then you step in and it’s your time to give him the attention and the praise he deserves
  • when he tells you he’s not in the mood for hanging out, you immediately know something’s wrong
  • you show up at his place and just cuddle with him for hours, pecking him and playing with his hair and telling him all the things you like about him
  • or sometimes you just lay in bed next to him and hold his hand and he knows what you mean without you having to say anything
  • it comforts him just having you there with him
  • i think fights with taehyung are practically impossible
  • he doesn’t seem the type of guy to get angry easily
  • even if you did say something offensive to him or showed him you were mad, he’d laugh it off or go about it in a chill way
  • he doesn’t like yelling and screaming and slamming doors
  • he’d just be like “i get you and i’m sorry about it, let’s stop fighting”
  • he’s serious when he needs to be, and fights are something he hates and wants to avoid
  • and you’d be mad at that behavior at first because you’re emotional and passionate and you always felt like people who love each other just need to fight from time to time to get all their frustrations out
  • but it was emotionally draining to fight with your exes and you’d feel exhausted after
  • so you learned to appreciate taehyung for his chill attitude because you knew it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you
  • he just doesn’t like fighting
  • and when you would fight
  • it would be about something stupid that one of you took the wrong way
  • like he’d read a text from your male colleague or a comment on your picture on instagram
  • and he would say anything for a while, but he’d be so jealous
  • because he doesn’t even want to think about other guys wanting you, and he knows they do
  • and he knows he isn’t around as much as you’d like him to be, so he would secretly be scared of you meeting someone else who would be there for you all the time
  • so on days when he’d feel insecure, all these jealous thoughts would build up and he’d ask you about these guys
  • and he’d ask you if you want a guy who’d be around more because he can’t do that
  • and you’d feel attacked because why would you even think about someone else??? when you’re with kim taehyung????
  • and why would you want someone to be around all the time when it wouldn’t be him??
  • but you’d work it out pretty soon
  • because he trusts you and believes you when you tell him they’re friends 
  • so a relationship with tae is practically heaven
  • he’s cute, he’s good looking, he’s a life ruiner
  • he loves animals, he loves kids, he loves everyone
  • it’s hard to even get mad at a guy like that
  • you’d miss him when he’s not around, though
  • you’d miss him a lot
  • because he brings his positive energy into your life and you just feel bad when he’s not around
  • but he’d always call you and text you to let you know he’s thinking about you and that he’s coming back soon
  • and he promised you that when he’s done with his kpop idol life you two would live on a farm, far away from anyone, and have lots of kids and grow your own fruit and sell it and have a perfect little life and you’d never have to spend a day without him
  • you know that’s all highly unlikely, but you love him just for saying it
  • and brb i’m crying because i want this
Princess and Prince Charming

Word Count: 1683

A/N: Okay this is the second story I’m posting today! This one is fluffy so I hope you enjoy it! Much love guys!

Originally posted by juggyandbets

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    The once busy Pops Chock'lit Shoppe was now quiet and still at 11:29pm, only two people remaining out of the many that were there only hours before. They were two usual costumers, and Pop Tate was used to them staying late. Jughead Jones and Y/N  Y/L/N were the two night owls and they sat in their usual booth near the back, Jughead typing away on his laptop and Y/N staring dreamily out the window, obviously in her own world.    

    Ever since Y/N had moved to Riverdale a few weeks before Jason Blossoms death, the two of them had been inseparable and practically joined at the hip. Of course she had become friends with the rest of Jugheads group, Betty, Veronica, Archie, and Kevin, but the two of them had a real profound friendship. So much in fact that everyone could tell they were absolutely smitten with eachother, but neither of them would admit it. They both were the quiet type, they usually sat there in silence after their friends left, but it never seemed awkward for them. The occasional conversations about Jugheads book would come up, or one another asking if the other was okay or if they needed something, but other than that at this time of night they were quiet.    

     Y/N tore her gaze from outside and looked over at the boy sitting in front of her, smiling softly to herself. He was so focused on his laptop, and she watched as his blue eyes darted and danced across the screen. She listened to the sound of keys being hit and the small buzzing noises made from the lights all around the small diner, and in this moment it felt perfect. She loved spending her nights here with Jughead, watching as the neon lights bounced off his dark clothing, illuminating his face accentuating the furrow of his brow as he concentrated on his writing.    

    “You okay?” Jughead asked, tearing his eyes from his screen to look at the (Y/H/C) haired girl in front of him. She smiled softly and nodded.    

    “I’m great, are you?” she asked. He pretended to think for a moment and smirked.    

    “You know now that you mention it, I’m quite hungry.” he said and Y/N laughed, standing from the booth.    

    “What would you like, the usual?” she asked and he smirked.

    “Yes please.” Y/N nodded and walked towards the counter and Pop gave her a smile. “Can I get Beanies usual please?” she asked sweetly.    

    “Sure thing. Wait here, it’ll be done here real quick.” he said as he disappeared into the kitchen. Y/N took a seat on a stool and waited, fidgeting with her hands. She glanced back towards the raven haired boy expecting him to be focused on his laptop once again but caught his stare. He smiled at her and she returned it, turning around to hide her blush. Pops came out with two plates, Jugheads usual burger with fries and Y/Ns usual burger with fries, and handed them to the girl. She placed them down on the counter and pulled out her wallet but before she could pay, a hand appeared from behind her and handed cash to Pop. Y/N turned around to find Jughead practically pushed up against her, him smirking down at her.    

    “I’ve got this, Jughead. Its perfectly fine.” she said, trying to get him to take his money back. “You don’t need to spend money when you don’t need to, especially with your situation.”    

    “Yours isn’t any better.” Jughead argued playfully, and Y/N rolled her eyes.    

    “So what, I don’t care.” she turned around and took money out of her wallet and held it out to Pop Tate, who was chuckling at the two of them.    

    “Its on the house, my treat to my most loyal and favourite costumers.” he said, and slowly they put their money back into their wallets. Jughead grabbed both plates and made his way back to the booth.    

    “You coming?” he called, and Y/N nodded.    

    “Yeah, one second. I’m just going to be a polite human being and thank Pop for his kindness.” she called as Jughead bit down into his burger.

    “Oh yeah, thank you!” he called with a very full mouth, earning a chuckle from Pop and Y/N. She turned around and slid money onto the counter.

    “Thank you.” she said, winking and walking away. Pops reluctantly took the money and put it into the cash register, watching as she sat down in front of Jughead, trying to retrieve her plate from him.    

    “Jughead, you cannot have my burger as well as yours!” she said laughing and reaching for the plate, but Jughead pulled it closer to him.    

    “Why not?” he asked, faking confusion.      

    “Because princess, that’s my burger and I paid for it.” she said.    

    “Actually, it was on the house so no, you did not pay for it.” he said, and she winked at him, stealing her plate back.

    “You did not.” he said, his eyes widening.    

    “I did.” she said, taking a bite of her burger.    

    “You should have let me take care of it!” he said, trying to slide out of the booth. Y/N leaned down in her booth and put her foot up, stopping him.    

    “Oh no you don’t, Juggie.” she said, giggling. Jughead sighed, sliding back into place.    

    “Next time its on me.” he said, and she shrugged.    

    “We’ll see.” she said, earning a frustrated sigh from Jughead.    

    “You’re impossible.” he teased and she laughed.    

    “Sure am, princess.” she said, eating a few of her fries.    

    “Why do you call me princess?” he asked, and she shrugged.    

    “To piss you off.” she stated bluntly, taking another bite of her burger.    

    “Is it because of my beanie?” he asked and she nodded.    

    “Don’t get me wrong I love your beanie, I’d steal it if I could.” she said and he smirked.    

    “Well I’m sorry but you cant have my beanie.” he joked and she pretended to be disappointed.    

    “Oh damn. Maybe I’ll just have to get my own and then I’ll be the princess.” she joked and Jughead rolled his eyes and smirked. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, sliding it to the middle of the table. She looked questioningly down at it, and then up at him.    

    “Well your birthday is just around the corner and I was going to wait until then to give this to you, but right now seems like the right time.” he said, nodding towards the box.    

    “Can I open it?” she asked softly and Jughead chuckled.    

    “No, the box is just to look at, I want the contents to be a mystery forever.” he teased. She giggled and reluctantly took the box into her hands, slowly opening it to reveal a small silver crown necklace.    

    “Jughead, what?” she said surprised, taken aback by the necklace.    

    “You and I are so close, I wanted to give you a crown like mine, but you’re not much of a hat person, but you’re very much a necklace person so I got you your own crown to match mine. Well, I mean kind of.” he said, shyly rubbing the back of his neck. Y/N noticed the blush creeping over his face and she felt one take over hers as well, and she reached over and took his hand in hers.    

    “Jughead, thank you so much.” she said quietly, staring admiringly over at him. Jughead returned her stare.    

    “You’re very welcome.” he said. She stood up from her booth and sat on his side of the table.    

    “Will you help me put it on?” she asked, and he nodded. He took the necklace out of the box and put it on her, she turned around to face him and she smiled down at it.    

    “It- uh… It looks very nice on you.” he said, and she blushed. She leaned over and wrapped her arms around him, and he pulled in as close as he could in their awkward sitting position. She pulled away slowly, looking up at Jughead, and he quickly took her face in his hands, pulling her up to his lips. The kiss was slow and unsure, but when they pulled apart they were both beaming.    

    “Finally.” Pops called from his counter, and the two of them blushed furiously, laughing to themselves.    

    “Was it okay, that I-uh, that I kissed you?” he asked and she nodded, giggling.    

    “Yes, it was.” she said. “It will always be okay.” she added, and he nodded his head, smiling wide. He turned to his laptop and opened it, opening up his novel draft.    

    “I’m going to work more on this, okay?” he said.    

    “Alright.” she said smiling over to him. “What do you have so far?” she asked. He opened his mouth to respond, but Y/N yawned and he chuckled.    

    “Tired?” he asked. She shrugged and played with the charm on her necklace absentmindedly.    

    “A little bit, but I don’t want to go. I want to stay here with you.” she said, leaning her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes.    

    “Well then stay. I’ll tell you about my novel.” he said, scrolling up to the beginning of his most recent chapter.    

    “I’m sorry if I fall asleep, its not because your novel is boring, its because I’ve hardly had any sleep the past few days.” she explained, sleep already taking her.    

    “Don’t worry, I wont get offended. If you have to sleep, go to sleep, princess.”    

    “Okay, Prince Charming.” she whispered softly and Jughead smiled.    

    “I like that a lot better than princess.” he joked and she giggled.    

    “I bet.” she said.    

    “Alright, so chapter 10. The plot to Jasons death thickened as new information on the southside serpents came to light. My dad being one suspect in the murder…” Y/N listened as Jughead read off his chapeter and she smiled to herself. Tonight was a good night and she didn’t want it to ever end.

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A night on the town, part 1


Pairing: McCoy x Reader

Word Count: 1487 (a little longer than I planned)

Warning: Brief mention of sex



Maggie waved her hand in front of your face as you stared aimlessly at the screen before you.  “Earth to [Y/N].  You alive in there, girl?”  The movement startled you, as somehow you had not heard her walk into your office.

“Umm yeah, Maggie. What are you doing here?”  You straightened yourself up in your chair and pulled on the lapel of your lab coat in an attempt to look like you weren’t half-asleep with boredom.  She put her hands on her hips on her hips with that mother hen look she often got with you.

“You need a break. All these patients and boring files are going to melt that big brain.  Come on we are going out tonight.  Dancing, a few drinks, then we can walk home looking at all the pretty lights of York Town.  I promise I won’t try to pawn you off on some random stranger.  Even though you do need to get laid sometime this century.” Shaking your head, you stood up walking around your desk.  

“Let’s not talk about that. The last time was horrible and I have no desire to repeat it.”  Maggie looked like she was going to stomp her foot.

“That is what I am saying! We go out have fun and go home a little tipsy and tired.  No pressure for anything more.  What could go wrong?”  Your brow rose in her direction.

“I can’t believe you just said that.  Something awful is going to happen now.  I will blame you if I end up here with a broken anything.”  She laughed as she jumped up and down.  

“Oh we are going to have so much fun.  Come on Doctor Boring I have a dress that will look perfect on you.”  Grabbing your hand, she dragged you through the door of your office past your commanding officer, who eyed the two of you warily.

“I probably do not want to know.  I need you in one piece for your next shift Doctor [Y/L/N].”  Your cheeks flushed.  Doctor Baush had seen you arrive many a time, for your shifts, hung-over after nights out with Maggie.

“Yes sir.  I will be here, I promise.  I have never missed a shift.”  The man nodded once then went back to his PADD.  She dragged you all the way back to her assigned quarters. Refusing to let you go home because she knew you would probably back out if given the chance.  The dress she handed you was better than you had imagined. It was not trashy or revealing. The knee length dress, had a light skirt that twirled when you moved.  It was a pretty aqua number with a black sash at the waist that accentuated your hips. You had to give it to Maggie she knew what you liked.  She pulled your hair up in a pretty and easy bun then just put a little flair of makeup around your eyes.  That was the reason she had become one of your closest friends.  She knew when to push you but never pushed too far.

The two of you walked arm in arm towards the busy central commercial streets of Yorktown.  Laughing and talking as you made your way through the crowds.

“Well, there must be shore leave.  Look at all uniforms out tonight.  Too bad we aren’t looking for some sexy Commander for you.” Maggie wiggled her eyebrows at you.  You could only laugh and pinch her arm gently.  

“Come on you promised me dancing and a few drinks.”  You pulled her into one of the lesser crowded bars.  Lesser, being it was still packed but there was not a line around the corner to get in.  A few shots for the both of you before you ended up on the dance floor for a few hours. While you were not drunk, your body felt warm and you had that normal pink tinge to your cheeks that happened just before you reached that point.  That was your cue to cease the drinking.  It felt awful waking up in the morning with a hangover.  So you quit while you were ahead.  You looked around for a few minutes for Maggie before finding her leaning back against a wall talking to some tall redheaded man.  They looked to be in deep conversation so you made your way back to the bar.  Just before breaking through the wall of people, someone tapped your shoulder.  As you turned, all you could see were startling blue eyes and a mess of blond hair.

“Hello, beautiful. Want to dance?”  The words were slightly slurred and he did not seem all together stable on his feet.    

“Oh no, pretty boy.  I am getting some water and taking a seat. My feet are killing me.”  You walked off leaving the surprised man in your wake.  Thankfully, one seat at the bar was open between everyone trying to cram into the small space.  As you sipped on your water, you turned back looking at the crowd and sighed.  This was not your scene.  It was getting to be too much.

“How come you aren’t out there dancing with that guy?” A voice asked from next to you.  Looking over you found a dark head of hair and a half smile looking into his liquor glass.

“Oh you mean the pretty boy? Umm no.  He is drunk and I don’t do the whole sleeping with a random stranger thing.  I really don’t need to wake up with some form of the clap either.  The hypos for that are not fun.”  The man choked then spit out his drink.  Raising a brow at him.  “Are you alright?”

“Yeah.  Yes, I’m fine.  Just uhh, the drink went down the wrong pipe there.”  You knew it was a lie but he was smiling wide now.  He looked handsome with that smile too.  “May I ask you a question?” You nodded at him, interested to see what the question was.  “Why are you in a place like this with people like this?  It’s a bar and people come to bars to drink and make fools of themselves.  You don’t seem like someone who would come here to do that.”

“Well that wasn’t what I was expecting.  But, I’m here because I needed a break in the monotony.  I’ve been bored and needed a bit of drinking and dancing.  Not looking for my soul mate or anything.  Just something letting me know I am still alive. You ever feel like that?”  The man sat up straighter on his stool looking at you in a way that made your cheeks flush more than they already were.  It wasn’t rudely, just searching deeper.

“Darlin’ you have no idea. I’m Leonard, by the way.”  He held his hand out.  You shook it with a dip of your head.  

“[Y/N].  Want to go outside, and talk?  This place feels like it is closing in.”  Leonard smiled again, setting a credit chip on the counter.  

“Lead the way.”  You couldn’t help but grin at him.  After a moment to let Maggie know where you would be, you walked out towards a bench that looked over the lights of Yorktown. The two of you talked for hours. Finding it funny how much you had in common.  You had attended the academy just two classes behind him and each of you had heard the others names in passing.  Leonard had even read your report on Xenobiological sampling; published last year.  There had always been rumors about the grumpy southern doctor in the medical circles you knew.  However, he laughed and smiled easily with you.  Before you both knew it, the sun was coming up.

“I can’t believe it. We have been talking for six hours. The time just flew.”  You stood up realized how stiff your body was from sitting for so long.  

“Me either.  But it was wonderful.  After I get some sleep today, would you have dinner with me?  I want to see you again.”  Leonard had been holding your hand for the past few hours and now he gave it a quick squeeze.  The hopeful look on his face made your heart melt.

“I want to see you too. I will meet you here at 1900.  You better not be late, Leonard.”  You leaned up on your toes and kissed him lightly on the lips.

“No ma’am.  I will be right here waiting.  1900 hours.”  He said quietly as he looked down at you.  You fought the urge to kiss him again.  It would end with you unable to pull away.  You already knew it.  Leonard stood there watching you as you walked off towards your home.  The feeling of his eyes on your back did not leave until you turned the corner.  Your heart was pounding in your chest.  Your mind moving at a million light years a second.

“I need to see that man again.”


part 2

Imagines List

1. “Why are you so nervous?” 2. “You could have died!” 3. “Just go!” 4. “I can’t do this anymore!” 5. “Are we gonna cuddle or what?” 6. “Steve said you were here.” 7. “Really, that movie?” 8. “I am a gentleman you know!” 9. “I really hate you sometimes.” 10. “You are such a flirt!” 11. “Can I just kiss you?” 12. “I always see you around.” 13. “I think you’re adorable.” 14. “I think I need a break.” 15. “Oh, I’ll just leave then.” 16. “Help me.” 17. “Tony said you had a major crush on me.” 18. “Why are you so red, doll?” 19. “Geez, you’re so dramatic!” 20. “Get a life!” 21. “You should really get smacked!” 22. “Those were mine!” 23. “Go to hell.” 24. “You’re special to me, darlin’.” 25. “Can I have my sweatshirt back?” 26. “What are you doing with that?” 27. “Stop doing this to yourself.” 28. “I love you so much.” 29. “I had a nightmare.” 30. “Oh, shit! I’m so sorry.” 31. “Why are you so angry?” 32. “Calm the fuck down!” 33. “WHO? WHO DID THIS?!” 34. “You look different.” 35. “Are you sure?” 36. “Nice shirt.” 37. “I don’t want to hear about your date.” 38. “Get the fuck away from me!” 39. “If you change your mind, I’ll be here.” 40. “Stop acting this way.” 41. “Why are you so butthurt?” 42. “I wish you knew how much you mean to everyone. To me.” 43. “Don’t you fucking die on me!” 44. “They called me a slut.” 45. “Bitch.” 46. “Can I just die already?” 47. “I’m done.” 48. “I need to get away.” 49. “I’m going to fucking hit you.” 50. “I’ll always protect you.” 51. “Today is what?!” 52. “Just kiss me already.” 53. “Oh no!” 54. “Stop raiding my drawers!” 55. “You’re so goddamn loud!” 56. “Come over here!” 57. “Are you hurt?” 58. “What’s your darkest secret?” 59. “You first.” 60. “Are you tired?” 61. “Why are you so tough on me?” 62. “Me or him/her?” 63. “I’m bored.” 64. “Pie?!” 65. “There are ads popping up fucking everywhere!” 66. “We are here!” 67. “Oh. My. God!” 68. “I think I’m going to faint.” 69. “I think I sprained my wrist.“ 70. “Stark needs me.” 71. “Hell is going to LOVE me.” 72. “I hate my life.” 73. “What is this?” 74. “You’re really going through with this?” 75. “I love you too much to let you do that.” 76. “What’s your fucking problem?” 77. “Don’t flirt with her. Don’t touch her, or we will have a problem!” 78. “You want to try that again?” 79. “Leave. Or I’ll have Tony blast you out!” 80. “Why are you leaving me?” 81. “So soon?” 82. “I’m going to be so late!” 83. “Love is not a choice.” 84. “What is a meme?” 85. “This is offensive.” 86. “I love this movie!” 87. “I feel like I’ve seen you before.” 88. “Why did you make me a snapchat?” 89. “What? It’s funny!” 90. “He’s ugly.” 91. “You’re too pretty.” 92. “Holy shit, you look good.” 93. “Uh, scratch that!” 94. “Keep it.” 95. “I’ll fucking punch him!” 96. “I am so tired of you!” 97. “How’s this look?” 98. “You need to take a break!” 99. “It’s too hot in here.” 100. “Killing yourself is not the answer.”

3

Pairing: Kili x Reader (Reader is the same height as Kili…few inches taller)

Characters: Kili, the Company

Warnings: None, unless you count the overloaded adorableness of a puppy-eyed, confused Kili

Word Count: 1, 305

Note #1: I hope I have the first right from Persian/Farsi:

1. Dooset Daram = I’m in Love With You

In Khuzdul:

2. Menu zirup men = You Complete Me

Note #2: I thought about this one shot while studying. Originally, this was going to be with Dwalin but I think we can all agree that it would work best with Kili. BTW, when I found this perfect Kili GIF, I couldn’t stop laughing. Poor baby, he looks so confused!

Your name: submit What is this?


In all honesty, I could not even clearly remember as to why or rather how I had ended up in the outskirts of Bag End, when almost at once I crossed paths with the Grey Fellow, Gandalf, who offered…well, he did not exactly offer, did he? He persuaded me to join what he took upon naming a ‘life-changing adventure’. Though, knowing myself, finally, as he had said this, I wasted not another single second upon agreeing to join him as he led me to a certain, strange hobbit house.

Upon that moment, not only did I become a little vexed when I learned that it was not to be an adventure after all, but a quest…and a dangerous one at that. Though, I had long forgotten about it once I laid eyes on a young dwarf, who had already been in the hobbit house at my arrival. Who was to say that I, a simple woman from the lands of Harad, would fall in love with a dwarf, which I later learned was the youngest prince of Erebor.

Kili. Kili, his name was. Call me a hopeless fool of love but his name had become my favourite part of the day, as with every chance I got, I would call on him. Even if it meant asking him idiotic things, like, ‘Kili, why do you think lovers sing, when they can speak?’ or, ‘Kili, if you were to dress as a maiden for a day, do you think you’d still be able to outshine Thorin’s majesty?

Despite what silly questions or comments I would say, this charming dwarf with orbs like molten mahogany would simply chuckle or even caress my cheek with his thumb. Of course, I wouldn’t be the only one with ridiculous remarks, he’d have some of his own, up his sleeve. And they never seized to make me blush and hide my face away in embarrassment in my hands.

Involuntarily and helplessly, I had come to love Kili and everything of him. The way his eyes sparkled as they settled upon the burning flames of the fire. The way his nose would slightly wrinkle to create small pillows beneath his eyes. Or the way his unkempt hair - which were a lovely colour of the rich soil of the valleys after the spring rains - gently moved with the wind.

Night had fallen as the trees around us became like ominous figures. Even the shadows themselves seemed to be frightened of the darkness. And in this gathering gloom, the twinkling stars along with the ageless as well as enthralling Moon shone brighter in the sky, as if to comfort the citizens of Middle-Earth that even in the dark there was hope.

That night, I had sat beside Kili as he quietly told me the Dwarven legends behind each constellation. Silently, I studied his face as I admired the way he spoke so passionately about his culture. That moment was when I realized, I had never told him how I had felt towards him. I had never gotten the courage to tell him that I loved him. How was I supposed to say something that seemed so simple yet so sophisticated to him?

“Lass,” Kili spoke, receiving my attention, “are you feeling alright? I seem to have lost you. Are my stories that much of a bore?”

I shook my head almost immediately and he chuckled at my non-verbal response. “Just a little tired, Kili. That’s all.” I admitted as I rested my head upon his shoulder. Instinctively, he wrapped me in his arms and rubbed my arm as if lulling me to sleep with a silent lullaby. 

“Then sleep, lass. I’ll be here when you wake.” He promised, earning a wide smile from myself. 

“Thank you, Kili.” I say and comfortably wrap my arms around his torso. It was now or never, I though to myself nervously after a few moments. I sigh and snap my eyes open once more. “Oh and one more thing…”

“Mm?” Kili looks down at me and I bite the inside of my lower lip, suppressing the overpowering urge to grab him from the face right there and plant my lips upon his irresistible ones. 

Dooste daram, Kili.” Questionably, his eyebrows narrow as he regards me with slightly widened eyes, expressing nothing but confusion. “What does that mean?” He asks. Feeling in a surprisingly mischievous mood, I smirked up at him. “Don’t worry, Master Dwarf, as clever as you are, you’ll come to figure it out very soon.” 

Apparently, it wasn’t as soon as I had thought it be. Perhaps, he already knew and didn’t want to tell me out of fear of how I might react once he rejected me. Sometimes, to console myself, I had thought that he had forgotten about it, due to all the dangerous events that had been happening. So, I always made sure to remind him of it, by whispering it in his ear as I walked by him. Occasionally, I did feel guilty when his facial features conveyed helplessness and loss of words. 

One night, after I had gotten the fire to start, I was about to lay on my bed roll, when a strong grip at my small wrist pulled me towards a muscular chest. I looked to see that it had been Kili. His orbs were darker than usual, but his expression was very hard to read this time. As he tugged at my wrist, I was made to follow him into the forest, where he pushed me against a tree trunk. 

He placed his hands on the tree and his arms were on either side of my face. Intensively, I look into his eyes and if he had been a head taller than I was, he would have frightened me even more. Kili dips his forehead upon my own as my breathing picks up. 

Doostedaram…means I love you, am I right, (Y/N)?” He questions as my cheeks burn and I sheepishly smile, looking into the distance of the darkened forest. Kili places his hand on my cheek and turns my head to face him once more.

“Am I right?” He repeats with a certain urgency in his voice as I gulp, licking my lips. 

“I’m…I’m in love with you, to be more precise.” I whisper. Without even realizing it, the young dwarf captures my lips with his and I freeze in shock, for a slight moment but recover quickly to respond by moving my own lips against his. 

Kili’s kiss was slow and soft, comforting my soul from the chaos that was ensuing from Azog’s terrors. His hand rested at my neck and his thumb caressed my cheek as it had done many times. Our breaths mingled and I ran my fingers down his back, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us. 

Moments that felt like eternity passed and we pulled away, the both of us breathing heavily. Kili grinned widely as if he had finally cracked the answer to a highly sophisticated riddle. He nudged at my nose with his own and whispered, “Menu zirup men, amralime.”

I frown as my elegant eyebrows knit together in a confused look, “Does that mean I love you in Khuzdul?” 

“You are a wise, fair maiden, are you not?” Kili smirked handsomely, “I bet you can figure it out quicker than I had with yours.” He pecked my lips once more and wandered back to the camp with a self-satisfied grin, where the Company was fast asleep. As he did so, I was left with numerous questions and thoughts as to what Kili had said, truly meant, if it weren’t ‘I love you’.

Must he always be the one to win the game? I thought, quite irritated as that night I hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep.

What Sex With 5SOS Would Be Like Based Off Their Venus & Mars Sign

I’m really into astrology so this is going to be a blurb (?) on how I think sex with the boys would be like based off of their Venus and Mars signs enjoy

disclaimer: i’m in no ways a professional okay don’t come for me if you don’t agree with something i said but i’m all up for discussion on it though! these are my opinions based off their birth charts okay cool. feedback is always appreciated

(if you’d like to see 5SOS’s birth charts explained and all read the link below)

https://5sowoc.tumblr.com/post/161325008892/5sos-birth-charts-explained

Quick rundown

Venus represents love/romance
Mars represents sexual desires

Obviously these two play a big role in sex so this is about how I think these two work hand in hand with the boys and their sex lives.

Keep reading

If it seems your feet have failed to leave the ground, take a good look around: You may have been here for years, but you are not stuck here. You are planted here. You are growing stronger roots and learning better Truth: what is planted, watered, and cared for will surely grow when it belongs to the Lord.

Yes, you are running a race. Yes, you only have so many days here on earth and you need to make the most of them, but at the same time, God is not calling you to rush through the life He has given you. You are not just randomly going from moment to moment and year to year like an arrow loosely aimed into the wilderness. God does everything with an intentional plan and purpose.

An in Him, everyday, you are growing in the things of the Lord, learning to trust Him more and more. You are growing stronger roots. You are learning that no matter what the world says, this is the Truth: God is not out to harm you and He is always going to take care of you.

He shall be like a tree
Planted by the rivers of water,
That brings forth its fruit in its season,
Whose leaf also shall not wither;
And whatever he does shall prosper.
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭1:3‬

Whether life seems to be passing you by faster than ever or everyday seems to go on forever, every single day is an opportunity to sit by the water and grow from the ground up. The water may rush by you all the time and the seasons may change before your eyes, but you are planted in rich soil, growing steady and healthy as the Lord strengthens you and makes you whole.

Written by @morganhnichols for #TheDevoCo