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Requested by: Anon

Imagine partying with Bellatrix (your bff) on your birthday. (It doesnt has to be long) I love your blog💗

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“I told you that you’d have fun!” Bellatrix, your best friend, told you over the loud music.

“Who knew, right!” You laughed, throwing your head back as you swayed your hips to the music. “Thanks for the birthday surprise!”

She gave you a nod, but a smirk suddenly formed on Bellatrix’s face and she lightly nudged your shoulder. “Look who’s staring.” She subtly pointed a slim finger behind you.

You turned her head to see what she was talking about, and you saw that your all time crush was indeed staring at you. You gave the boy a smile, and he returned the gesture.

“Don’t do that!” Bellatrix hissed, turning you to face her. “You need to play hard to get.”

“No, Bella.” You shook your head. “That’s not right.”

“Oh, come on, Y/N.” Bellatrix’s smirk widened and she placed her hands on to you shoulders. “It’s about time that you two… you know…”

“Bellatrix, no!”

@thenworld, who loves to challenge me in these things, gave me a series of prompts which can be described as the writing version of “draw your otp”. This is the first photo, and the pairing is Gaby/Illya/Napoleon. A drabble, because I’m just about dipping my toe into the realms of TMFU fanfiction and I prefer to walk before I can run. 

“Well done,” Buffington said with a triumphant smirk. “To the three of you. You successfully managed to avoid World War Three.”

His fingers tapped thoughtfully against his champagne glass. “Pity then,” he murmured, reaching into his pocket and bringing out an object which caused Gaby’s previously glowing look to darken. “That you weren’t entirely successful.” 

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anonymous asked:

Ah, you wrote my Aarif/Vic one ^^ Can you write a sequel for a romantic day in Turkey + he tells her he'll protect her? <3 Thank you for writing so much!

He could feel someone was looking at him intently, making him uncomfortable. He turned his head towards the right and the sight confirms his suspicion. To his right, he found Song Qian staring, or rather glaring, at him for no apparent reason.

“What?”

“You’re acting weird.” she says, eyes narrowing.

“Shouldn’t I be the one saying that?” he snorts. “You’re the one who’s been staring at me for a long time.”

The woman walked towards him and whispered into his ear. “Is this art of a challenge the director gave you?”

Aarif paled at her words. “I… I have no idea w-what you are talking about. T-there’s no s-such thing as challenges like that.”

Qian smirked. “So I guess you just really wanted t wear those smelly, sweaty costumes to get a picture as souvenir….”

The man refused to respond.

“I’m not an idiot, you know. I saw the director pull you aside before you brought up the idea. I think I’ve been on enough reality shows before to know what that meant.”

Aarif sighs. “Okay, the one earlier was brought up by the director but the way I acted towards you today was on my own accord.”

It was the woman’s turn to be speechless.

“I wanted to hold your hand and assist you. I wanted to put food on your plate to make sure you are eating well. I wanted to take my jacket and wrap it around you so you wouldn’t feel cold. I wanted to protect you so I did all those things.”

“Why? Why would you want to take care of me that much?”

“Because you deserve it.”

recklxsscharm asked:

Send me ┼ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on your muse: Completely Naked

“ Oh, shit! The young man gasped, quickly looking down and away from the beautiful girl, who happened to be standing stark nude right in front of him as he opened the door to the caravan. “ I, uh, I didn’t know you were – I’m… I’m so-

He wanted to look back at the sweet brunette, to take in the sight of her body, to smirk confidently and wink at her – but his bright red cheeks gave away his chagrin. 

“ Y-you shoulda locked the door, Ana.