when she makes you laugh


Adrien Agreste is desperate. He’s tried asking Nino, but his friend sort of tripped his way into his relationship with Alya by mistake, and he’s not too proud to admit it. Plagg is no help. He’s asked Natalie, only to get a blank look. Plagg is NO help. Adrien’s even asked Gorilla. The man stared at him through the rearview mirror for a full minute before he burst out laughing and didn’t stop even after he dropped Adrien off at school. It was hard not to pout all day.

So now, Adrien is doing what he should have done in the first place - it’s SO obvious, after all. I mean, obviously HE’D be an expert.

‘Come in.’

Adrien walks into his father’s study with shoulders pushed back in his dad’s preferred posture.

‘What did you need?’ his father asked without looking up from his designs, seven different sketched clothes articles being shuffled around to create various combinations.

‘Yeah,’ Adrien said, trying to channel as much of Chat Noir as he could, ‘so dad, you and mum, huh?’

Gabriel’s hand paused delicately where it was poised over a pair of tan women’s trousers.

'I mean, you two…. Got together and everything, you know?’

Adrien watched in fascination as his father’s eyebrows rose very slowly. He wasn’t sure if it was a good sign so he went on.

'And mum was pretty. I mean, REAL pretty. Well of course she was pretty she was a model. But she was. Nice, I mean. And you TALKED to her. And it WORKED. Of course it worked, she married you and you had ME.’

Gabriel Agreste looked like he was almost afraid to talk, but he put the sketches down, steepled his fingers and finally looked up at his son.

'What are you asking exactly, Adrien? I thought Natalie had adequately covered the topic of human sexual reproduction even before you joined College?’

'Not that, dad!’ Adrien replied, throwing his hands up in the air in exasperation. 'I know all about that. Natalie tested me and everything and I got top marks. I’m asking about all the rest! That’s more important!’

Gabriel Agreste’s eyebrows joined his hairline. He managed to look vaguely nauseous, which was the face he made when he was in any way flustered or uncomfortable.

'All… The rest.’

'Yes!’ Adrien replied, the word exploding out of him when he couldn’t contain it anymore. A river of more words followed it once it had split the dam. 'The flowers and the complements, and the manners and kissing her hand, and being a gentleman! All of that! But I’ve tried it all and it hasn’t worked, so I MUST be doing something wrong! But you landed MUM, so you must have done something really right, so please dad, please teach me?’

Gabriel Agreste may as well be speechless for the first time in his life. He managed, 'What?’

'How to ask out a pretty girl!’ Adrien said in moan. 'The right way! So she says yes!’

Gabriel took off his spectacles to give himself time to think, polishing them off a silk hanky he always carried in his pocket, to give himself time to think. He didn’t think he’d be thinking about this already. But that was the problem with thinking. Once he put them back on, he’d formulated a reasonable response.

'I would like to know who the young lady in question is, before we go any further.’

Adrien’s brain went into panic mode. Darn, darn darn darn, he hadn’t thought of this! What was he going to say? He couldn’t say Ladybug obviously, his dad would never buy it. Quick, think of girls he knew! Girls he knew, girls he knew- ah! Girls from his class! Let’s see; Chloe- ah ah, hard nope, no way. Alya- nope, no way again, bro code. Mylene, yeah, super taken. Alix….. Just no. Darn it all, all he could think of were black hair and blue eyes and - hang on!

'Marinette Dupain-Cheng,’ Adrien squeaked. He hoped his cheeks feeling hot meant he would convince his father. Gabriel stared at him for a moment before he buzzed Natalie from the intercom on his desk.

'Natalie, send me the file of Dupain-Cheng Marinette from the College research folder.’

'Yes sir,’ Natalie chirped back. A few moments of heavy sweating later - for Adrien - his father’s phone pinged, and Gabriel picked it up, thumbing through whatever Natalie had sent. One eyebrow rose higher than the other in the expression his father often made when he was pleasantly surprised. Somehow, Adrien was irrationally pleased his father approved of Marinette, even though he realised he was now totally screwed.

'Designed an album for Jagged Stone,’ his father said, sounding reluctantly impressed. 'You will invite her to dinner next week.’

Gabriel put his phone down, seemingly done with the decision. Adrien tried desperately one more time.

'But, the advice!’

Gabriel looked him straight in the eyes.

'What I’m about to tell you does not leave this room,’ he said solemnly.

'Yes father!’ Adrien replied eagerly.

'The secret,’ Gabriel went on solemnly, 'is puns.’

'I knew it!’ Adrien hissed under his breath.

'Ah, but not just any puns,’ Gabriel admonished. 'That is why you have been unsuccessful. You need to find her interests, formulate humourous sentence arrangements. Drop them with the correct TIMING. Timing is crucial, especially in one particular way.’

Adrien fairly vibrated in his seat as he leaned forward, waiting for his dad to finally tell him the secret.

'You must take her hand, gently. Look her in the eyes, and tell her, without fanfare, how you feel about her. And how that makes you feel: in that order, son. Then, and only then, must you drop a very smart pun, about something she loves, and beg her to consider giving you a chance. Then walk away, let her think about it, and maybe drop another pun on your way out. Make her laugh, so that when she remembers you, she will smile. She’ll call you back within the week.’

Gabriel was smiling for the first time in a whole year, that Adrien remembered. He looked misty eyed and far away before he snapped out of it.

'Natalie,’ he said into the buzzer again, 'contact mlle Dupain-Cheng, invite her to dinner Friday week.’

'Yes sir. I will inform cook and the household.’

'Good.’ Gabriel looked at his son with a determined look on his face. 'I will allow you to see how it is done during this first dinner. I will then expect you to try and learn, with practice, during following invitations. Do not let me down.’

'No sir!’ Adrien replied excitedly. He raced to his room, almost bouncing giddily with joy at how helpful his dad had been. Real advice! With practice!

Then he froze when he realised he was going to be practicing on his sweet, shy classmate, who was likely going to get the entirely wrong idea, and who he had absolutely not the courage to come clean with; not on this.

'Darn’, he hissed into his room. Plagg ignored him and continued to eat his cheese noisily.

The Arrangement (Epilogue 2)

Originally posted by o-ta-ria

Summary: Not telling, don’t wanna spoil anything, just keep reeeaading

Pairing: AU!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,600

Warnings: teeth-rotting fluff, implied smut

A/N: Here we are, kiddos. Ask and you shall receive… the demand was so high and I love this series so much that I just can’t let it go. Not that I think any of you will be upset by this news… ENJOY

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sitting next to you (means stealing your food)

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pairing: Betty/Jughead

summary: They’d think Archie was the one that glued them all together, but Betty and Jughead were connected through food and misfortune.Or the one where Betty and Jughead share food.

“Hey Juggie,” the cheerful voice calls out to him. A six-year-old Betty Cooper is standing behind a small table on her front lawn, with a jar of pink lemonade and plastic cups. “Wanna buy my lemonade?”

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Vernon: To Love And Love Again

Summary: you hear his voice on the radio and suddenly your whole world is falling apart (aka I took soulmate aus to a kind of dark but predictable place lol enjoy) (so many words… so much slow burn…. reader/vernon stuff doesn’t even start until like 4k words in and this fic is only like 4.2k words so…….)

-Admin Princess

It was a Friday evening when the sky came crashing down around you. It was a quite figurative crashing down of things, but to you it felt like the whole world had suddenly just fallen. Like gravity didn’t exist anymore, or maybe the force of it had been increased by a hundred. You couldn’t tell. You could only hear the echoing of his voice through your head, as haunting and terrifying as “You’re listening to the Friday Wind Down. I’m your DJ, Vernon” can sound.

The mug in your hand slips from your fingers, the sound of shattering porcelain being nothing but a minor noise that is taken over by a ringing in your ears. Dahyun looks up from her seat on your couch. She’s wearing one of your sweatshirts and the leggings that you love on her, and her hair is tied up in a loose knot on the top of her head. On most days, you would find this look quite adorable, but today it’s a nuisance.

“Baby? What’s wrong?” She asks.

You ignore her question. “You turned the radio on?” You say, stepping around the mess of coffee and glass to slam your hand down on the power button.

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Fresh Start - Part 2

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring: none

Words: 1451

Warnings: none

Tags: none

Request: none

Notes: second part! If you want to be tagged just let me know and I’ll tag you in the next part!

Originally posted by chuckcriss

PART 1  /  PART 3  /  PART 4  /  PART 5  /  PART 6  /  PART 7  /  PART 8  /  PART 9

Oliver spent the rest of the day texting you, trying to make you stay but it just didn’t work. You had made up your mind and you weren’t going to change it. You needed this. Thea, on the other hand, was the one who helped you with the packing so it would be done faster and you could really leave Star City in the morning, on the first train to Central City.

“Is she still trying to make you stay?” She asked when you checked the phone and laughed.

“Yes” you sighed shaking your head. “I know it’s hard for him to let me go, but I need to do this”

“I know so don’t worry. I’ll take care of him” she smiled at you.

“And who will take care of you?” You said raising an eyebrow.

“Well… I think I can handle myself” she winked.

You smiled a little and kept on packing. You were going to miss them but you weren’t going far. Central City was just a couple of hours away so you could come and go if they needed you or otherwise.

“Look… I want to give you something” Thea said before she left.

You had been packing the whole afternoon and it was late so she had to leave if she wanted to get some work done before going to bed.

“What is it?” You asked curious.

“First of all…take care of it or I swear I will go to Central City and kick your ass, understood?” She asked handing something over to you.

“What are you talking…?” You looked at your hand and gasped. “Your car?” You asked in shock.

“You will need it. In Central City you won’t have anyone to drive you around so I bet you will give it a better use than I do” you smiled.

“Thea you’re the best!” You exclaimed hugging her tight. You had a car!

“I know, I know, just…be safe alright? And don’t tell Oliver. He would kill me and go to Central City to take it back from you” she laughed pulling away.

“Don’t worry, I won’t” you smiled happily. “Thank you so much” you thanked her.

“It’s nothing” she shrugged before heading to the door. “Tell us when you get there ok?” She said.

“I will” you smiled before she walked out.

You hadn’t sleep much that night. You were nervous about the new life you were about to start. You wanted everything to be perfect, not like it had been in Star City. Luckily, you had some money saved from the time you spent working at the Verdant and at a restaurant afterwards so you would be ok but you knew that eventually you would have to find a job to sustain yourself.

The drive to Central City was calmed. There wasn’t too much traffic so you got there even sooner than what you expected. Finding the apartment you had rented was a bit more complicated since you didn’t know the city. You had been there a couple of times but not enough to know your way around. Hopefully, you would get used to it soon.

The apartment you had chosen was even better than what it looked in the pictures. It was more like a studio but it was perfect for you. You didn’t need much. The moment you walked in you fell in love with the studio and its views. You still couldn’t believe how lucky you had been to find this place. Immediately, you texted both Oliver and Thea to let them know you had arrived safely to your new city. They didn’t reply right away but you just supposed they were busy so you didn’t even thought about it.

You opened the windows and started unpacking even when you knew it was going to take you a while to put everything in place. After a while, you got bored of it so you decided to go out and take a walk around the place to get to know it better. The place you had found was almost in the city center so it was kind of crowded but not too much. There were a couple of supermarkets, shops, the police department and even a coffee shop nearby. It was great and handy.

After having a coffee at Jitters, the coffee shop you had found, you decided to go back home and relax. The next day you had your first day of university and you wanted to be fresh for it. So you took all your things and walked out of the establishment as you took out the keys from your bag so you wouldn’t have to spend hours looking for them later. Suddenly, you saw a guy running towards you so you stepped aside immediately, but he grabbed your bag and with a strong pull, he broke the strap and kept on running with your bag.

“HEY!” You screamed. “You bastard, that’s mine!” You screamed before you started running behind him.

He turned a corner so you ran faster in order not to lose him but when you turned that same corner, he was nowhere to be seen. This had to be a joke. This couldn’t happen to you on your first day in town. Not during your first hours. You ran a hand over your hair and looked around. There was nothing you could do except canceling your credit cards. Just fantastic. The only good thing was that you had your phone and keys with you.

The first thing that came to your head was calling Oliver but soon you discarded that option. He would freak out and he would even show up there to make you come back. You had to deal with it all by yourself and what was the first thing people used to do when they were robbed? Go to the police.

You knew you had seen the police department when you had walked out of your apartment so you made your way back home, looking around, trying to spot the building again. After a while you admitted to yourself that you were a bit lost so you asked the first you where it was and just then, it was easily found.

Once in there you were told to go straight upstairs to the front desk where you could report what had happened to you. When you went out of the elevator, you looked around. It was a huge place, bigger than the one in Star City.

“Wow…” you mumbled to yourself when you saw the sign on the wall that said ‘Central City Police Department’. “I have to tell Ollie to get one of these for Star City” you mumbled. Then you heard a cough and turned around. There was a police officer looking straight at you. “Oh sorry!” Quickly, you approached the desk. “I’ve just been robbed and I’m here to report it” you informed.

The man nodded and started typing something in the computer before he got up and printed something for you. When you looked at it you raised an eyebrow, it looked like something you had to fill in with your data and what happened.

“Thank you?” You said unsure.

“You’re supposed to complete the sheet with your data” a voice said behind you. “Then someone will take your statement”

You turned around to face a young guy behind you. He had a nice smile on his face that reached up to his green eyes. He was tall and thin. He looked around your age, maybe a bit older but probably not too much. What was more important: he was nicer than the man behind the desk.

“Oh, thank you” you smiled at him. “Eh…do you have a pen?” You asked. He smiled and gave you the pen he was holding. “Thank you” you said with a smile.

“What happened?” He asked when you put the sheet down on the desk to start writing.

“I was robbed” you sighed.

“That sucks” he frowned. You chucked a little and nodded.

“Yeah, that would be the word for it” you replied.

“Allen! What are you doing? Go back to work, I want those reports before lunch time!” A man yelled from inside. You imagined he was yelling at the guy next to you since he looked up immediately.

“Sorry, Captain, you’ll have them sir” he said quickly. “I gotta go back to work now. Eh…nice to meet you. I’m Barry” he said offering his hand which you took.

“(Y/N), nice to meet you too and thank you” you told him.

“No problem” he smiled. “You can keep the pen” he added with a wink before going upstairs in a hurry.

anonymous asked:

hmm, how about when the RFA+Saeran had been stuck in an elevator before the going to Rika's apartment went on and bla bla bla.. how would they spend their time in the elevator with MC?

I hope that you meant that you and the RFA members haven’t met you before, because that’s how I wrote this. I’m scared of elevators, but this is written as if you aren’t scared of them.
My bad if any of this is inaccurate. I don’t know about elevators lol.

-When the elevator suddenly stopped, he froze.
-He was panicking a bit, frantically pushing the emergency button.
-”Uhm, I think pushing it too many times will have the opposite effect…” he heard from behind him.
-Oh yeah, someone else was in here.
-Yoosung turned around, embarrassed. “Ah, I guess so.”
-The embarrassment only grew when he stopped to think about the situation:
-Trapped in an elevator, all alone with a stranger who is… pretty cute…
-Noooooooo he can’t let himself get the wrong idea!
-The polite thing would be to ask if you were okay, right? So he did.
-”I’m fine. I was just heading home anyway.”
-Come on, Yoosung, keep a conversation going!
-The small talk continued for a while before you said “I’m ___, by the way.”
-You didn’t even introduce yourself, Yoosung!
-”Oh, I’m Yoosung!”
-You chuckled, making Yoosung embarrassed. “It’s nice to meet you, Yoosung.”
-There was a bit of silence (besides Yoosung screaming internally because he can’t think of how to carry on the conversation).
-You noticed a LOLOL pin on his shirt.
-”Oh, do you play LOLOL?”
-Yoosung lit up at the mention of it.
-So that’s what you ended up talking about.
-If you also play, you discuss a lot about the game, and if you don’t play the game, he explains the game to you and recommends you play it.
-Either way, he invites you into his guilde.
-Which is a sly way of saying he wants to hang out and get to know you more.
-Eventually, while Yoosung was talking about team composition when the elevator began working again. You were both honestly sad about it. You wanted to talk longer.
-”I’ll see you around, then?” Yoosung managed to say when you got off the elevator together.
-You stopped him. “Wait, let me give you my number.”
-Yoosung is surprised.
-Before he can really comprehend what’s happening, you give him your number.
-”Thanks for talking with me. I’ll see you.”
-He could only mumble out a “goodbye” as he watched you walk away.
-Once you’re gone, he fist-pumps and celebrates like a dork.
-He got a cute person’s phone number- and they were even into LOLOL!!

-The elevator stopped, and he was a little annoyed.
-He pushed the emergency button, and got even more annoyed.
-He had a long day and just wanted to get home already.
-As he was pulling out his phone to contact somebody, he noticed you standing in the elevator.  Zen felt bad for forgetting that someone else was there.
-”Oh, ah, are you alright? The elevator doesn’t seem to be working…”
-”I’m okay. What do you think is wrong?”
-”I wouldn’t know. Do you know the number for the support here?”
-”Oh, yeah, I do.”
-He handed you his phone and you typed in the number.
-Zen watched you, and realized how pretty you are.
-No no no I can’t think such inappropriate things, this isn’t the time!!
-Plus, this is a complete stranger!!
-”Uhm…” you mumbled as you were holding his phone out to him.
-Zen took his phone when he shook himself back into reality. “Thank you.”
-He talked to the support and told them about the elevator, and they told him that they were working on it.
-But it “might take a while”.
-Zen relayed the information to you and you sat down in the corner with your phone, assumedly texting somebody. Zen sat in the opposite corner with a sigh.
-”So, what’s your name?” you asked.
-”Sorry, I should’ve introduced myself. My name is Zen. I’m 24 and a musical actor.”
-He stopped himself from adding “I’m currently single ;)”
-You introduced yourself too, and he told you your name was beautiful.
-Such a flirt during your time in the elevator, unless he can tell you’re getting uncomfortable, in which case he would stop.
-”You said you were a musical actor? What kind of musicals have you done?”
-Now you’ve done it.
-That’s all he talks about.
-But, really, you’re not complaining. It was interesting hearing about the different experiences he’s had.
-”Oh, but I’ve been talking too much. What about you? What do you do?” He asked.
-The only problem was that the elevator started working again right after he asked.
-But, being the smooth little shit he is, he says “I didn’t get a chance to let you talk, but I can give you my number and we can pick up where we left off?”
-You smile. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

-Jaehee was slightly panicking when the elevator stopped.
-She was pushing the emergency button over and over again mumbling “no”.
-You decided to comfort her, even though you didn’t know her. She seemed really stressed out over it. “Hey, it’s okay. Someone will come and fix the elevator.”
-She looked at you like she had forgotten you were there before sighing and slumping her shoulders.
-”Excuse me. I have a busy day is all and this is going to make things more difficult.”
-”…Well, now you have an excuse to take a break, don’t you?”
-Jaehee stopped. “I… guess?”
-You both ended up sitting on the ground, with Jaehee venting and ranting about her boss after you convinced her to talk to you.
-You had introduced yourselves prior to her ranting and you were listening intently.
-After she was done and thanked you for listening, you started asking about her personal life since the elevator still wasn’t fixed.
-You were in the middle of talking about musicals when her phone rang. The dread was obvious on her face as she excused herself and answered the phone with “Yes, Mr. Han?”
-You didn’t really have a good impression of him because you heard about how much he overworked poor little Jaehee.
-You were making annoyed faces, and Jaehee was struggling not to giggle, since Jumin sounded stern on the other end of the call.
-Jaehee talked to him for a while and when she worked it out and hung up, she laughed. “You were making that difficult.”
-”He should treat you better. You work so hard. You were even considering doing your work in here while we waited!”
-”It’s my job, it’s alright.”
-no it’s not
-Soon after that, the elevator began working again.
-”___, thank you for listening and keeping me company.”
-”It’s no problem,” you said, but you really wanted to get to know her. “Would you mind if I give you my number?”
-Jaehee was flustered but stuttered a “I wouldn’t mind”.
-the beginning of a great friendship lolololol

-Jumin was immediately annoyed when the elevator stopped.
-His entire schedule was thrown off because of this.
-During his many, many not-so-pleasant phone calls, he didn’t even notice another person standing in the elevator.
-Jumin was accompanied by a couple bodyguards, so things were a bit crowded.
-You were intimidated from the start when an obviously important person joined you in the elevator with a couple scary-looking guards.
-You were more or less shoved in the corner.
-After noticing you and ending his phone call, Jumin said “The elevator will be back in working order soon. I ordered for the problem to be attended to as soon as possible.”
-”Okay, thank you.”
-The elevator became silent again. It was becoming awkward, and, despite any nervousness you might have, you tried to start a conversation.
-”Where were you trying to go?”
-Well, I guess it’s better than asking ‘come here often?’
-Jumin told you about his duties he was now running late on, and he mentioned his important company.
-So you asked him more. Because his voice is nice
-He was kind of thrown off as to why a stranger was trying to make conversation, but he decided to be nice anyway.
-Jumin answered all your questions, and you avoided asking too many or too personal of questions.
-He wasn’t a very open person, but something about him interested you. You wanted to get to know him, as a friend.
-The elevator was fixed quickly and you didn’t get a chance to get anywhere with the conversation.
-You visit that building often trying to run into him again.

-The elevator stopped and he just
-It was kind of comical.
-He pushed the emergency button and sighed.
-”If I had my computer, I could fix this.”
-You giggled. “Can you fix an elevator with a computer?”
-”I can do anything! I’m a super genius, 707!”
-”707? Is that your name?”
-He nodded. “Well, I’m ___.”
-”Well, ___, what do we do while we wait for the elevator?”
-You shrugged, and he sighed.
-Seven was deep down nervous about being trapped in an elevator, but he hid it so that he could keep this stranger who was in the same situation as him calm.
-The whole time, he was making jokes.
-You both talked about whatever would come up. Seven was actually enjoying himself, which he didn’t feel like he deserved.
-But, if being happy and funny will make this nice person he just met happy, then he’ll go along with it.
-That’s what he’s there for, to make unpleasant situations light-hearted.
-You were laughing the whole time, and he was liking it. Your laugh was great.
-But, the elevator was back in working order soon enough, and you both had to go.
-As he was turning to leave, mentally dreading the scolding he was going to get from his boss for being late and slacking off, you stopped him.
-”Do you want to exchange phone numbers?”
-…Normally, he would’ve said no.
-But he wanted to make you happy, since you seemed like a good person. One which he didn’t deserve to be friends with, but he didn’t want to seem rude and decline your offer either.
-He gave in and gave you his phone number.
-Seven regretted it until he saw the smile on your face at you waved goodbye.
-He really didn’t deserve to have met someone that nice.
-At least, that’s how he feels.

-This was before he began losing his vision.
-V was confused when the elevator stopped.
-This hadn’t happened before and he wasn’t really sure what to do.
-Thankfully, there was one other person in the elevator with him. You.
-You pushed the emergency button and waited for help.
-”I don’t know how long we’ll be here. Are you okay?” you asked.
-”Me? Yes, I’m fine.”
-Poor thing isn’t used to being the one others are worried for, he’s usually the one worrying.
-”Are you okay?” he asked too, hoping it wasn’t too lame of a question.
-”Yeah, someone should be able to fix this soon. I hope you weren’t heading anywhere important?”
-”No, just on my way home.”
-You pointed to the bag he had. “Are you a photographer?”
-Apparently you could see the camera inside. “Yeah, I am.”
-So that’s what you ended up talking about.
-You asked about any work he had that you could see, or somewhere you could buy it.
-He was so flattered.
-”My fiance runs a fundraising organization, you could buy some there, if you’d like.”
-He told you more about the parties and gave you his contact information so he could give you the details. You seemed like a good person, someone he could trust to invite to the party.
-Thankfully, the elevator was working soon, and you were able to get off.
-”I’ll contact you,” smiled. “Oh! I’m ___, by the way!”
-It was funny that you both forgot to introduce yourselves.
-”I’m V.”
-”I know, you gave me your information,” you chuckled.
-”I guess you’re right,” he chuckled too. “It was nice meeting you ___.”
-He wouldn’t have guessed you’d later end up in Rika’s apartment, joining the RFA…

-When the elevator suddenly stopped, so did his heart.
-You, not knowing Saeran, were oblivious to his fragile mental state.
-You were worried about the elevator, but the young man having a panic attack in the corner was worse.
-You’d spend most of the time calming him down and assuring him that help is on the way.
-You didn’t touch him because 1) he’s a stranger and 2) he’s having a panic attack for fuck’s sake.
-Saeran didn’t like being treated so fragilely, especially by a stranger. He continued to scoot away from you and you got the hint. You sat yourself in the opposite corner of the elevator.
-“They’ll get us out before you know it” you say just above a whisper.
-Hesitantly, a few moments later, you hear a muffled “Okay.”
-After several minutes, help still hasn’t arrived, but Saeran’s breathing became normal as he calmed down.
-“I’m _____, by the way,” you introduced yourself from your corner.
-He looked at you with an almost blank expression and said “Saeran.”
-“Nice to meet you,” you smiled.
-He didn’t smile back and looked at the ground.
-You weren’t necessarily put off by how distant he seemed. He obviously had a lot going on in his life, and you didn’t want to push it.
-”Do you… need anything?”
-He shook his head.
-If he wanted silence, you’d allow it. The last thing you wanted on your conscious was upsetting a stranger who is obviously in a vulnerable state, which he is obviously uncomfortable with.
-The elevator was, fortunately, fixed rather quickly.
-”Take care,” you said as you were both leaving the elevator.
-Saeran didn’t respond, which kind of disappointed you.
-Secretly, he was glad someone else was in the elevator with him. It would’ve made it so much worse if he was alone.
-Maybe he’ll see that kind stranger around. Their name was ___ if he remembered correctly.

Will you?

Will you take the time to memorize the curves and valleys of her body and worship at her temple?

Will you make her forget every man that came before you and ensure she never needs to look any further?

Will you hold her hand, just because she needs the reassurance of your touch?

Will you place your hand on her thigh as you drive and let her play with the hairs on the back of your neck to share an intimate connection?

Will you love her through her darkness and be her safe place to land?

Will you make her laugh when she starts to take herself to seriously?

Will you cherish her laugh lines because you helped create the happiness that put them there?

Will you sit in the silence of night with her wrapped safely in your arms and thank whoever you believe in for bringing her to you?

Will you slow dance with her in the kitchen and wonder why it took so long to find her?

Will you watch her sleep and be amazed at her natural beauty?

Will you tell her every day how beautiful she is, especially when she doesn’t believe you?

Will you be her biggest fan, champion, and greatest support?

Will you help beat back the demons she constantly fights within her head?

Will you cherish her to ensure she knows passion and the fire it creates?

Will you tell her everyday how much you love her and show her as well?

Will you?

Originally posted by rowdy-redhead

Prompt: Hi! I love these stories, and I have a request. So I know you have a story that is similar like this and I love it, I was just wondering if you can do one where they are on a press tour instead of just a panel ? I love the idea of being asked questions with the cast. I’m sorry if this is too much of a bother but it would be cool if you could do it thanks for reading this😁
Word Count: 686
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anonymous asked:

meow~! if the rfa+saeran went on a festival/arcade/amusement park date with mc and tried to win a stuffed animal for her, what would they get her? and whys? if you feel up to it, you could also write parts of the date? whatever you feel like!! just interested in what you come up with :3

(≧▽≦) I love arcades! I just went to one Friday! Meownon seems to know what I like!
Saeran’s might be a little self indulgent tho…

-You guys would definitely go to an arcade
-You had a favorite music game at a nearby one, and he loved playing Mario Kart with you
-Of course the two of you would play ticket winning games!!
-Through out the arcade there was prizes hanging around, and he quietly kept note of what you kept staring up at
-When your cards ran out of money, the two of you would go to the prize counter and he’d make a big show of figuring out what he wanted
-But when he saw you glance up at that cute frog plush again, he’d whisper to the cashier to combine the cards
-“Oh look, Mc! You do have enough for that!”
-He’d just beam as you squealed and hugged him

-Of course he took you to an amusement park
-It made for great selfies and for cute cuddles on the ferris wheel
-Of course, of COURSE, he had to show off with the test of strength game
-You begged to go first though. You wanted to show off too!
-Unfortunately, that didn’t work too long
-You accidentally bashed your knee with the handle of the hammer
-After Zen making sure you were okay, he went ahead after you
-Of course that fucker hit the bell
-After looking at the prizes, he got you a cute fluffy brown dog plush that reminded him of your family’s dog
-(Yes there were cute cat ones, and yes he pretended to ignore them.)

-He took you to an arcade as well!
-He loves trying to figure out the tricks to the machines
-After lots of teasing over who is better at DDR, you two finally play non-dancing games for a while
-Eventually the two of you split up and play a few solo games
-After he tries winning (and failing) at the Deal/No Deal games, he looks around for you and finds you trying to get a cute puppy with a heart hanging from it’s mouth from a claw machine
-He’d pop up beside you as you lost and go into a speel about how they’re rigged
-But as you left to play something else, guess who got the puppy in one try?
-He popped up with it and laughed when you hugged it and then squeezed him as tight as possible

-She never really had time to go to nearby festivals, but after opening up the cafe with her she was slowly able to start enjoying these types of things more
-There wasn’t much to do, besides just enjoy some sweets and a few stalls
-Maybe watch the fireworks
-There were a few stalls meant towards kids, such as fun little games to win prizes
-Each time you passed a certain one she saw you eye one of the prizes
-After the third time she went over to the booth and paid to play
-It was a simple guessing game- How many items are in the jar!
-After giving it a good stare down, she guessed it right on the first try
-(jfc Jaehee)
-She didn’t think it was too amazing, just some math, but how tight you hugged her when she picked the bunny for you make her blush and laugh a little

-This man had never went to an amusement park, and you were damn well going to change that
-Thankfully, he didn’t mind going to the more expensive ones….Especially one that may have had a special cat theme…
-That was the only way you got him to go, and you had to force him not to bring Elizabeth 3rd
-He was. Almost emotionless on the rides….Except when you two got off a few intense ones, his legs would be a little wobbly. (Baby…)
-So the two of you settled on prize games
-He watched you stare up at a cute sailor cat at the balloon popping game, and by sheer luck he managed to pop enough balloons for it
-(They weren’t the ones he was aiming for, but hey, whatever works)
-He didn’t understand why you were so happy when he could have bought one for you, but he wasn’t complaining about the hug and permanent arm hold he got

-He wasn’t used to fairs at all, but he saw how you lit up when seeing the flier and immediately decided to ignore his uneasiness to make you happy
-The two of you went at night. It was more comfortable for him, and the lights were easier to see
-As the two of you walked the whole thing a third time, he tugged on your sleeve and said he found a game he wanted to play
-You followed him along and watched him pay and get ready to play a shooting game
-He had to shoot the star perfectly clean. Something pretty hard!
-Of course he’d cheat the game because he was too damn good with a fucking gun
-The punk won the biggest prize!
-Without thinking twice, he got the big green alien prize, and immediately handed it to you
-You nearly cried you were so happy (He was Not expecting that), and you gave him such a big kiss
-A few days later, he got kinda jealous that the alien was getting more snuggles than him

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27 Dresses (Part 11)

Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader AU

Summary – You are the epitome of “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.”  You think you know what love is, but sometimes you can’t see what’s right in front of you.  

Warnings – Language!!

Word Count – 3,259

Notes –   This is it, the moment we’ve all been waiting for…it’s not going to be pretty! I hope you guys are prepared for this!! Only one more part to go…I’m going to go ahead and apologize for the cliffhanger, this one sucks! This one is also pretty long, but I have a lot to cram into this fic before the deadline next week!!   As always, please feel free to leave me comments or asks to let me know what you thought!

*Special thank you to the lovely ladies at the Avengers Trash Tower for allowing me to use them as my “brides!”

*Special tag:  @stories-from-stark-tower

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Originally posted by heyfrenchfreudiana


He didn’t say a word, but you could feel him become distant behind you.  The weight of his arm was gone in a flash as he rolled over on his back.  You twisted around to look at him, but he’d covered his face with his arm, making his expression unreadable.

You got up and threw on the first clothes that you found, all the while James lay in your bed, not moving and not talking.  You couldn’t figure out what you had said to cause him to become so distant all of a sudden, and you didn’t have time to worry about it.

“You know where the coffee is,” you told him as you started out the door.  “Help yourself and stay as long as you like, just lock the door behind you.”

You waited for a second, hoping he would say something. With your heart weighing heavy in your chest and tears threatening to spill, you quietly walked out and headed down to the street.

Bucky waited until he heard the door shut before he removed the arm covering his face.  Turning his head to where you were laying just moments before, his eyes went back to the picture he’d just noticed on your nightstand.  A picture of you and Steve.


You replayed the whole morning over and over again in your mind as the cab drove to Anika’s bakery.  For the life of you, you couldn’t figure out why he’d gone so cold.  You know you’d mentioned Steve’s name, but he had to know that after last night, you were moving on from Steve.  He had to know that you had chosen him.  You let out an exasperated sigh as you leaned your head back against the headrest.  Things could have been so different if you hadn’t had to run out on him like that.  Just another example of how you always sacrificed your own happiness to please others.

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thetruequeenofmermaids  asked:

Hello love! I just read most of your imagines and they're AMAZING ❤ But I was wondering if you could write an imagine were the guys throw a party at a pool and the reader doesn't wanna take of her clothes to show her swimsuit and body because she had several surgeries on her legs that got her big scars and she's insecure about them so Alec comfort her and some fluffy stuff? Thank you! ❤ and I hope it's not confusing 😂

Alexander Gideon Lightwood  // Insecurity.

Alexander X Reader.
Genre // Fluff.
Word count // 3.1K

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Daily McBride #3

I love her smile and her laugh. It’s just so cute to see her smiling because it makes your insides go all fuzzy. Then when she laughs you just want to hug her and protect her because she just looks and sounds adorable.

Honestly, if you’re having a crappy day, all you need to do is look up ‘The Happy’s outtakes’ with Melissa on youtube, and her giggles will just make your entire week better!

Anyone else love her adorable laugh?!

Originally posted by kikitha2210

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for being best friends with Clone Wars!Ahsoka, please?

  • You guys have quite a few inside jokes. Like things that literally no one else would get and that’s half the fun tbh
  • You two always swap stories and details on your respective cultures
  • She’s always confiding in you about her feelings and doubts about the jedi and the way things are done. She knows you’d never betray her confidence and she can never truly express how much that means to her
  • Depending on your own combat prowess, you two either spar a lot, or she teaches you how to defend yourself in frequent one-on-one lessons
  • Anakin can’t stand how Ahsoka’s sassyness like quadruples when your around?? He’s pretty sure she does it to make you laugh. He’s not amused
  • The two of you explore the vast city when you have any free time to yourselves
  • She struggles with her over protectiveness of you a lot, finding the balance between duty and personal needs to keep her closest friend safe
  • You two have tried baking a few times just for the fun of it. It usually doesn’t end well. Anakin is not assumed
  • She would be super admiring if you had any kind of creative talent (writing, drawing etc) and if you gave her anything you made she’d cherish it

anonymous asked:

can I interest you in gay asexual viktor krum who constantly has to turn girls away bc playing quidditch doesn't make you interested in sex, and who finds companionship with aroace charlie weasley who went through some of the same when he played quidditch at hogwarts? (S)

They meet at Bill’s wedding. Viktor is sulking because he hasn’t gotten to talk to his friend Hermione yet when Charlie runs into him. Charlie CAN’T just turn this opportunity down. He listens to all radio broadcasts of Viktor’s games that he can. He pretty much did scream when he found out that his youngest brother got to be at Hogwarts with Viktor. Charlie volunteered right away to bring the dragons to Hogwarts for the Tournament. Unfortunately, the champions were pretty well looked over and Charlie didn’t manage more than a glimpse at Viktor, really. But now Viktor is here. At his house. So Charlie saunters right up to him and introduces himself and asks how Viktor is doing.

Viktor’s got a surly face because it helps keep people from talking to him, which he likes because he gets asks out a lot - mostly girls. And that’s among the least offensive thing some fans ask him to do. So keeping people away is usually good. But Viktor’s actually a really friendly and soft-hearted guy, so when this happy redhead enthusiastically bounds towards him and seems to genuinely care how Viktor is doing, Viktor is set immediately at ease.

The two quickly get into chatting about quidditch and then dragons - which Viktor thinks is a damn cool job, especially after facing one in the Tournament. Somehow they end up dancing together. Viktor is very aware of the way Mrs. Weasley is staring him down, but Charlie seems immune to it. When Viktor asks “isn’t she making you uncomfortable?” Charlie just laughs.

“Nah, that’s just mum for you. I came out to her as aroace a few years ago. I still don’t think she’s quite gotten over the shock of it. She’s especially watchful over me whenever I interact with other people now.”

“Aroace?” Viktor repeats out of shock. Charlie opens his mouth to explain, but Viktor has already figured out what this is short for and blurts out, “no, vhat a coincidence. I am asexual. I have just never met anyone that felt the same. Plenty of other gay men but no other - vhat did you use? No other aces.”

Charlie grins big and claims the next dance with Viktor as well. Viktor knows he’s just made a new penpal.

~Hufflepuff Mod