why did they make this man so beautiful

i saw wonder woman and i’m going to talk about nothing else for the next three months


  • steve explains that a couple is holding hands bc they’re “together” and diana tries to hold his hand 
  • diana’s delighted exclamation when she sees a baby
  • upon tasting ice cream: “it’s wonderful. you should be very proud”
  • the amazons have twelve volumes on sex and concluded that men are unnecessary for pleasure
  • diana not understanding why steve is making a Thing of not sleeping next to her and steve explains you’re supposed to be married to sleep together
  • every second of etta candy and her fisticuffs
  • diana to charlie: “but who would sing for us?”
  • “you mean you were lying?”
  • “do i not look like a man”
  • diana’s scream when she realizes what steve did
  • S T E V E
  • A N T I O P E
  • little diana!! so cute
  • diana isn’t sexualized at all, not even by steve. not of that Male Lead Makes Subtle Creepy Comments Or Pretends Not To Look While She Changes
  • steve and his squad
  • “what’s a secretary?”
  • “really you put glasses on her as if she’s still not the most beautiful woman in the world”
  • diana not understanding why everyone thinks her outfit is inappropriate
  • diana busting into a private war meeting and demanding answers and truth
  • remus lupin
  • tbh the only really cheesy part was ares’ fight scene BUT it wasn’t terrible
  • diana is the embodiment of kindness and love while being brave and badass and a fighter
  • she literally tries to save everyone she walks by
  • “i’ll save today, you save the world”
  • steve explaining that the rest of the world is not as inherently good as diana and the amazons
  • steve is delighted at the lighted water
what your fav homestuck character in 2017 says about you: The Kids
  • John: you just love this soft windy boy!! you super dig his aesthetics of blue and wind and flying and oh look you just drew a picture of him kissin some boys. "a pure, splendid boy indeed", you note as you draw john slam dunking dirk into a trash can as a prank
  • Rose: you are gay. you understand the true nature of rose as NOT a prim and proper lady but a pretentious messy goth lesbian who just likes to stay up at 4 am eating coffee beans and critiquing the homoerotic nature of literary works behind an Arby's or something. you love her and you love her twelve million girlfriends like kanaya, jade, vriska, terezi... the list goes on and on. you love her.
  • Dave: you really sympathize with his triumph over abuse and you constantly reblog davekat like your life depended on it. you understand that dave is the most developed character in the comic and you own a pair of mirror shades just to subconsciously remind yourself. have I mentioned how much davekat you reblog and draw and write? davekat is canon guys and your soft asshole boy got the boyfriend of his dreams. here's another comic of him in his underwear watching movies with karkat.
  • Jade: you SUPER DIG her aesthetic. JEEZE she is GOALS. you own at least 500 different pictures of jade holding the five planets on your phone and you love how she is both smart and capable of standing on her own. furries are a-ok and you like making dog jokes with jade. what a precious daughter. being part-dog was the greatest thing that could happen to her. also, you really think she got shafted in the ending and regularly post jade in many cute outfits to fill the void.
  • Jane: you draw her with bright red lipstick and a diner aesthetic. you are kin with jane and primarily ship janeroxycallie (or as I like to call it CottonCallie). you're kinda quiet about your love for her and don't post a whole lot. if someone else made a post for her, you'd be there giving your support and throwing in your own opinions.
  • Roxy: GOOD WIFE GOOD WIFE WIFE MATERIAL HOLY WOW NO WAY WOWZA GOOD WIFE. you are absolutely in love with her and everything she does. you get mad when people draw her with a drink because Hey, my beautiful wife worked her BUTT off to get past that and??? she did it??? wow. she's strong, she's beautiful, she's smart, she's sassy, she's funny. Wow. you draw her gaming, you draw her making jokes, you draw her in different aesthetics, you draw her doing void things, honestly who cares as long as you're drawing her. you might not be into johnroxy but ROXYCALLIE HOLY SHIT MAN. I cannot stress enough how much you love her.
  • Dirk: you can't help but love this trainwreck of a man. he's so problematic but that's why you love him! you regularly upload dirkjohn comics involving his wacky manime antics. everything you draw with dirk is gay or is him doing something ridiculously over the top but that's just the way you like it. sometimes you'll do character analysis posts that really delve into his subconscious and then accidentally attract 30 haters to your blog. you like how he cronches into an orange with the skin on and are CONSTANTLY shitposting.
  • Jake: you and twelve other guys are in the same small cult for this goofy boy's butt. you know just about everyone on this site that loves him. you would die for this man. everything he does makes you smile. you make analysis posts all the time about how he is WAY smarter than he lets on and is an ingenious manipulator but not in the Bad Way. you appreciate him way more than just guns, skulls, and movies. you draw him with very fluffy hair and have four askblogs for him. people will say you have bad taste and you will agree but continue to love him. every one out three comics is about dirk.
Blind Musician

@redfirecatherinetodd I’m sorry it took so long but I finally did it!!

Request:  I love ur work. Do u think u could make a fanfic about Jason and a blind musician but she’s Damian’s friend so he won’t let them be alone and he spies on their dates or something like that. Please and thank you


Being Damian’s friend was amazing. He was one of the few people who treated you like a normal person, but he was also extremely protective of you.

“Damian Wayne, I am positive that I can get to my piano on my own”

“tt, you might fall. You are unfamiliar with the terrain of Wayne Manor; I will not allow you to be hurt.”

You chuckle, “I manage to get around my own messy apartment just fine, I don’t know why you continue to doubt me”

“If you would allow me to move you into the Manor, I wouldn’t be concerned about your wellbeing. You would not be alone here”

You turn blind eyes on your best friend, “And how would I be able to get around this huge place, I might fall down the stairs”

“Then let me move you into the penthouse! Your apartment has stairs as well! What if you fall down those!”

You roll your eyes, smacking his ankle with your cane. “Just take me to the piano, Dami, before I beat you with this cane”

You can hear Damian growl as you start to walk forward on your own, using your cane to find the leg of the piano, “Y/N!”

Sliding into the seat, you place your fingers over the keys. That’s the good thing about pianos, no matter which one you’re at, a piano is always the same. “Will you write the notes for me? I’ve been working on this for a while, but I just need it written down”

“Of course. Give me a moment to get the sheets. Stay here, the Manor is too large for you to wander around in.”

You wave your hand, dismissing his words. You started to play, the music absorbed you, cradling you in its notes. Music was your one escape, the onetime where no one pitied you for being blind. You were so absorbed in the music that you didn’t hear the door open, or hear that person lean against the wall to listen to you play. Ending the song with a flourish, you let the last note hold out for an extra second.

“That was amazing” You let out a shriek at the unexpected noise.

“Y/N!!” Damian burst into the room, “Todd! How dare you intrude!”

“Damian! Don’t hit me! Shit! I didn’t know I was intruding!”

There were sounds of a fight, papers fluttering to the ground, and the sound of fists hitting flesh. “Damnit, stop!”

“Y/N, are you alright?” Damian asked, you can hear him standing up and making his way over to you. He purposefully steps heavy, just so you can hear him.

“I’m fine! Why did you attack him?!” You turn on the bench, “Are you alright, sir?”

“Name’s Jason, sweetheart. Damn Damian, you hit hard” The other man, Jason, walks up to the bench, “I heard you playing, it was beautiful. I-I’m sorry for intruding.”

You blush. No one other than Damian had heard you play an original piece. “Um, thank you. I’m sorry that Damian hurt you. You – you can listen anytime you want”

“Todd has no appreciation of musical instruments. I doubt he is truly able to appreciate your brilliance”

“Are you saying my music isn’t worth appreciating? Because he obviously enjoyed my playing”

“You know that isn’t what I meant. I do not want him to take advantage of you. Todd has never been good at being gentle with anything”

You roll your eyes, “I don’t need to be handled with kid-gloves, Dami” You stick your hand out, waiting until Jason takes it before talking, “It’s nice to meet you, Jason. My name’s Y/N”

Jason chuckled, “It’s good to finally meet you. We’ve been wondering where Damian runs off to on the weekends”

“That would be to my apartment. He says that he needs to escape from his crazy family, and with how easily you two just started a fight”

Jason chuckles, “Well, he did attack me. I have to go, Alfred needs my help in the kitchen. I’ll see you two at dinner”

You smirk, “Was that a blind joke? ‘See you at dinner’?”

Jason sucks in a sharp breath, “No! Nonono! I promise it wasn’t! I didn’t mean to say that! I’m so sorry!”

You burst into laughter, “I’m just kidding! God! Don’t take things so personal!”

Damian snickers, “She does that all the time, don’t mind her. She likes to use her inability to see to make people uncomfortable”

You grin, “It’s the only way to get people to realize that I’m not some delicate flower. And come on, that was funny”

“It was pretty damn funny” Jason mumbled.

After dinner that night you were invited over to Wayne Manor a lot more. Bruce likes that you didn’t let Damian get away with everything. And you enjoyed spending time with Jason, you hoped that he would want to spend more time with you.

Your doorbell buzzes, “Hello?”

“Hey, Y/N. It’s Jason, can I come up?”

“Sure, ill buzz you in”

A minute later there’s a knock on the door, “It’s me!”

“Hey, Jay. This is a nice surprise” You pull him into a brief hug, and shut the door behind him.

“I haven’t seen you in a while, I just wanted to check up on you”

“I forgot to respond to your text! Is that why you’re here?”

“Well … yeah”

“You’re almost as bad as Damian!” you laugh, “I’m sorry I worried you. I lost my phone and can’t seem to find it.”

Jason rolls his eyes, “Well, let me find it, and I’ll get out of your hair”

“You don’t need to leave, Jay, you can stay for a while. I could really use your input on a new song”

“I’d love to stay. I actually have something to talk to you about”

“Let me make some tea, and then we can sit down”

Once the tea is boiled and poured, you reach out to touch Jason’s arm, “What was it you wanted to talk to me about?”

Jason clears his throat, “I … um … I wanted to know if you’d want to go out to dinner … with me?”

“Like a date?”


You grin, “I’d love to go on a date with you!”

“How about Saturday? I’ll pick you up at 6:00?”

“Perfect!” You reach out and wrap your arms around Jason

“Now I really do have to go now, Y/N. I was supposed to meet Dick 30 minutes ago.”

You pull back, “Alright. Were you really that upset that I didn’t text you back?”

“Damian and I have been talking about ways to make sure you’re safe. I guess his paranoia has started to rub off on me”

“I was painting, and I lost my phone! Between you and Damian! You guys are ridiculous!”

Jason pulls back, “You paint?”

You chuckle, “Of course I paint! I paint and I play music! Those are some of the few things that ‘optically challenged’ people can do! Do you know how hard it is to get a job when you’re blind?”

“No one’s ever mentioned your painting before, not even Damian”

You blush, “He doesn’t know, I haven’t even showed anyone my paintings other than buyers.”

“Can I see them?” You nod and walk into your guest room, gesturing to the paintings that are scattered all over, “Holy shit they’re beautiful!!”

“Really? I don’t know that they look like, one of my buyers said that they look like galaxies”

“God, how can you be so talented!”

“I’m really not, Jay, but thank you. Didn’t you say you had to leave?”

“Um, yeah, I do. Can I come in here and take inventory on these, I can help you sell them?”

“I would love that! It would help me so much. But I can hear your phone blowing up, Dick is probably pissed that you’re blowing him off”

Jason chuckles, “I’ll see you on Saturday, I put your phone on the charger. I saw about 6 texts from Damian, so I would expect him next”

“Good! He can help me pick out a dress to wear!”

Jason chuckles and heads to the door, “Good bye, Y/N”

You lean up pressing a kiss to the side of his face, you hope it was his cheek, “Bye, Jay”

Jason was right. Damian showed up at your apartment about 10 minutes after Jason left, in a complete panic.

“Y/N!!!” He shouted

“How the hell did you even get in the building?!” You yell back, “Please tell me you didn’t break in … again!”

“I climbed in through the window, so no, I didn’t break anything.”

You hum, “I’m fine by the way. I just lost my phone. Jason freaked out too, so he stopped by and helped me find it. He also asked me on a date, Dami!!!”

“He what?!?!”

“He asked me on a date!!” You dance around in a little circle, “I need you to help me pick out a dress!”

Damian doesn’t answer right away but you assume that he is still across the room, so you startle when he grabs your arm, “You are allowing yourself to be courted by, Todd!?!?”

“Yes, Dami. We are going on a date. What’s the big deal?”

“Do you know who he really is?!?” Damian growled.

“Yes, Red Hood”

You may not be able to see it, but you know that you managed to shock Damian, “H-How did you …?”

“Did you really think I wouldn’t figure it out? You come into my apartment through the window, and you are wearing armor and a cape. I know you’re Robin, and I assume Bruce is Batman, Dick is Nightwing, Jason, who’s the black sheep of the family, is the Red Hood, but I haven’t figured out who Red Robin is, I haven’t met your other brother. What was his name? Tom?”


“Ah, yes, Tim”

You can hear Damian sit down on your bed, and you turn back to the closet, “How did you know?”

“Your footsteps around different when you’re I uniform, Jason smells like gun powder, Dick isn’t around here much and neither is Nightwing, with Bruce I just kinda guessed”

“Oh, alright, those are reasonable conclusions. Which dress do you intend to wear?”

“I was thinking the green one”

Damian hums, “I prefer the dark purple one.”

“I do like that one” You murmur, “What if I wear it with the amethyst necklace you got me last year?”

“You would look beautiful. I will make sure that Todd takes you to a respectable restaurant”

“That sounds great Dami, now you need to go. Don’t think I forgot that you have a meeting with the Board at WE”

Damian groans, “I had hoped to avoid that meeting”

“Nope! You have to go! I need to continue composing my song”

Damian groaned, but walked to the door, “I shall see you Saturday before your date. I shall help you get ready”

“Thanks Dami! Have fun at your meeting!”

The date so far was amazing. There haven’t been any lulls in the conversation, and you were enjoying each other’s company. The appetizers had just arrived when Jason startled you with a groan.

“What is it?” You ask, confused.

“Damian just walked in. I knew he wouldn’t let us go on a date alone”

You can’t help but burst into laughter, missing the glares that were shot in your direction, “Please tell me you’re joking. He’s really here?”

“Yes, and he’s glaring at me. I feel like he’s going to attack me”

“He won’t hurt you, I promise. Isn’t that right Damian? Because I know you bugged me, and I know you can hear me. Nod your head for Jason, Dami”

“Oh my God, he just nodded! How did you know he bugged you?”

“I’ve known this necklace was bugged and had a tracking device in it since he gave it to me. It’s why I keep it in a special box when I’m not wearing it”

It’s Jason who bursts into laughter this time, “Oh that’s rich! You’re amazing you know that?”

Taking a sip of water, you try to cover up your blush, “Thank you”

“I really how you’ll agree to go out with me again”

“I’d love to, as long as you don’t mind my tail. I doubt he will ever let us go out alone”

“I don’t mind. I want to take you to the orchestra for our next date”

“I would love to go to the orchestra!” You clear your throat nervously, “and maybe you’d like to come to one of my concerts?”

Jason places one of his large hands on top of yours, “I will always say yes to hearing you play, you’re my favorite musician”

You giggle when Jason lifts your hand to him lips, placing a gentle kiss against your knuckles, “Good, because I like it when you listen”

dear diary,

there is this guy i hate in school and i want him to stop following me and my best guy dudebro dick gansey iii around. he thinks he’s so cool and handsome in his aglionby polo and a tie and a nice shirt tucked in and his pretty blond hair but he is NOT fooling me with his beauty and i still hate him. i do wonder if he would go on a man bro-date with me just so i can make him stop nagging me all the time like the fuck twat he is. the idiot even pretends he doesn’t hear me when i tell him “shut up parrish” who does he think he is? i am not someone you can ignore and i’ll tell him, hey little shit you’re just one boring fucking cliché with your beautiful sandy hair and beautiful precious little hands.

p.s. gansey seems to like him and i cannot fathom why

p.p.s. did you see his smile? he makes me want to punch a wall

Who owns my heart

Request: ‘’Jeff Atkins one shot where you meet him when clay is tutoring him and you end up staying in the library everyday with them just to talk to Jeff and he’s always joking around saying he doesn’t like you but when he sees someone flirting with you he decided to make a move’’

Pairings: Jeff Atkins X Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 730

Gif: bluerangerpower

A/N: Hey, thank you for  the request and i’m sorry for any mistakes. I hope you enjoy  :)

Y / N were walking around the library looking for a book of his interest in the several bookshelves lined up next to the wall. As she approached the table space, Y / N could see her friend Clay teaching something to a muscular boy at her side and all she could think about was how handsome he was and, taking advantage of the chance he had, he decided to get close to where the boys were.

“ Hey Clay, how’s it going? ” She asked Clay to look at her and Jeff continued to focus on what he was writing.

“ Hey Y / N, I’m fine and you? ” Clay replied the question.

“ I’m fine; I was looking for a book, but to no avail. ” Y / N said in the middle of a smile.

“So … would you like to sit with us?” Clay asks and Y / N shake his head by answering a yes.

Realizing the conversation around him, Jeff took his eyes from the notes in front of him and directed his eyes to Y / N by analyzing the young girl’s features.

“ So Clay, who is she? ” He asked without taking his eyes from the Y / N direction.

‘Jeff that’s Y / N, Y / N this is Jeff’ Clay introduced the two causing Y / N to say hi as a whisper making Jeff gives a small smile.

After a few minutes based on listening to Clay’s lengthy explanation, Jeff decided to interact with Y / N, who seemed to be bored with it all.

“Is he bored Y / N?” He asks her to wake up from her thoughts and look at him.

“No, I just …” Y / N tried to find an explanation for not telling the truth.

“ Yes, you’re bored, ” Jeff said.

“ Just a little ” She gave up with a smile.

“ You’re very beautiful, why did not I ever see you before? ” Jeff tells Y / N making her smile with embarrassment.

“ Serious Jeff? Are you going to flirt with her? “Clay said shaking his head.

” Relax, man, it was just a compliment. 'Jeff said rising from his chair’ 'See you tomorrow Clay and I hope to see you too Y / N’ 'He completed his speech with a smile.

After meeting Jeff, Y / N went to the library every day to talk to him and so his feelings for the boy were developing more each day. With Jeff it was no different, he could not deny himself that the shy girl took his heart and, despite knowing it, he denied his feelings to everyone he asked, making Y / N a little annoyed.


On Friday night, at the party at Bryce’s house, Y / N was leaning against the kitchen wall watching the youngsters getting drunk and dancing until they felt someone approaching her, which made them look directly at an apparently drunk unknown boy.

“ Hey, beautiful, what’s your name? ” The boy said leaning against the wall beside her.

“ Y / N ” She merely said.

“Nice name for a pretty girl,” he said, moving closer to her.

Watching the scene from afar, Jeff can feel the blood boil in his veins and all he can think about was how that boy could chug close to his girl. He decided to take an initiative, dropped his glass on the counter and strode toward Y / N. As soon as he got close to the young woman, he pushed the boy away and kissed Y / N, which he did not say was a little frightened, but soon afterwards she returned the kiss, causing the boy to walk away.

As Jeff pulled away from her, Y / N stayed a few minutes speechless trying to figure out what had happened.

“ What the hell, Jeff … ” She started to say but he cut in.

“I know I said I did not like you at all, but the truth is I really like you,” Jeff said, stroking Y / N’s face.

“ I do not understand … ” Y / N said completely confused.

“You do not have to understand, just kissing,” Jeff said pulling Y / N for a kiss.

Okay so I know there has been a lot of buzz around the internet about the subject of LaFou, sexuality, and queer representation lately and now that I’ve seen the movie, I want to put in my two cents. 

If you’ve been living under a rock for the last few weeks, many people have been talking about LeFou being gay and getting a “gay moment” at the end of the film. Vanity Fair put out an article calling the character “ a touching tribute” to Howard Ashman” Many of us LGBT+ folks are obviously not happy with this character, who is literally “the fool” being a bone that’s thrown to us. Many, including myself, where infuriated by the article because not only was Ashman the man who saved Disney from bankruptcy with hits like The Little Mermaid and Beauty and the beast and the formula he created is still successfully used by Disney today, he was a gay man who died of AIDS. So you can see why many of us think calling a villainous side character a “touching tribute” is a gross cop out on Disney’s part.  On the flip side, some christian parenting groups are made because our existence is acknowledged in anyway, even if the representation is bad. A theater in Alabama even refused to carry the film. Needless to say, many people had lots of opinions. 

All that being said, I’m not here to preach to the choir, nor am I here to argue with anyone about whether of not LGBT+ people are are “appropriate” for a disney movie( hint hint we are) I really want to talk straight people who don’t get why LGBT+ people are upset. I need to share my personal experience with the movie to maybe help some people understand. I know I can only speak for myself, but here it is.

I’ll start off by saying, overall, I enjoyed the shit out of this movie. Beauty and the Beast was one of my favorite films as a child. I knew all the songs, I was Belle for multiple halloweens. I loved the over the top, Rogers -and -Hammerstien esque feel of the remake, i liked the bright colors, the songs and grumpy clock Ian McKellan. I want to get lost in how much I loved it. But every time LaFou came on screen, he was like a fly in the ointment, the irritating itch that kept me from enjoying this ridiculous spectacle for exactly what it was, because every LaFou scene was a gay joke.His mannerisms were carefully an explicitly coded to be recognized as those of a gay man, which are not a bad thing on their own but they were played for laughs and combined with a comic, pining-induced subservience to Gaston. He’s hangs on Gaston’s every word, he tells the girls no to waste their breath, he soothes Gaston’s temper. He’s a joke, one we have seen many times before, a weasely ,queer-coded villain. It’s supposed to be funny to us because we know this silly gay man is NEVER going to have his affections returned and all his work if for not.( ie he’s making a fool of himself, so he’s aptly named)  It’s something you get used to when you’re queer and grow up watching Disney films though, so for the most part, I rolled my eyes and tried to enjoy the scenery. 

Until Gaston’s song started.

Now let me start by saying, that has ALWAYS been my favorite song in the film. I have a very naturally loud voice that carries and as a kid I loved to belt the shit out of it when it came on our Disney’s greatest hits CD. It drove my sister crazy on car trips. It’s so silly and it’s poking fun at this hyper masculine douche bag you’re not supposed to like. Luke Evans had been killing it up to that point and I was so jazzed about it. 

And then, we get LaFou, lounging on Gaston’s chair, gazing at him longingly. Gaston looks at him and asks why the girls to love him and LaFou sighs dramatically, like the comedic stereotype they have set him up to be, and says he hears he’s been clingy.

And everyone in the theater laughs. 

Everyone but me. 

Because in that moment, everything snaps into alarming clarity. I am no longer immersed in the nostalgic euphoria of an actor I love about to preform a cherished piece of my childhood. 

I am a joke and everyone it laughing at me. 

Because that’s what it feels like, when you see someone like you splashed on the screen and their feelings being the thing that makes them laughable. When there mannerism that are directly coded to read GAY PEOPLE are the joke. You see the thing about sterotypes is, some of use have those traits. I am clingy as hell, a joke often made about wlw, which I am. I know effeminate gay men. I know people who have fallen in love with straight people. None of those things are inherently bad or make you a bad or shallow person  but somewhere along the way, straight people decided they made us wrong and decided to use those things against us and turn it into a joke. People in the theater were laughing about LaFou’s pining for Gaston, while I had lost friends because I was queer and some women don’t want to be friends with you if they think you’re going to fall in love with them. The rub of knowing this was a conscious choice on the part of the filmmakers. Why not have Cogsworth rush into the arms of a long lost husband, instead of Mrs. Potts? You can’t tell me Sir Ian wouldn’t have been all for that. You had two promient gay actors in this film, which was scored by a gay man and the best you could come up with the villain’s side kick who’s name means fool? Really?

And adding insult to injury, it wasn’t LaFou as a person that was the fool, his gayness MADE him the fool in the context of the film. It was his pining for Gaston, to try and impress him, that was played to make him look foolish. Do you know what that says to people? That being gay makes you a fool, it makes you a joke. I’m 27, I’ve learned how to pack that shit up and process later, but what if I had been 16? 10? What does that say to gay parents, sitting in the audience watching their child laugh because social cues tell them this thing is funny and you should laugh? What LaFou really says to LGBT+ people, to gay men especially, is that you are good enough to put in the labor, to make this beautiful thing(Ian McKellan and Luke Evans did great work as Cogsworth and Gaston and without Howard Ashman, there would be no beauty and the Beast.), but you are not good enough to be well represented in it. 

So straight Disney fans, before you feel the need to tell us why we are “making something out of nothing” or that we should be “glad” for what we get, or that his half assed “redemption” arc or a single moment of him touching another man made it all better,  I need you to imagine sitting in a theater, and knowing everyone is laughing at you. Laughing at who you are, at the struggles you deal with. Imagine the things that have shaped you being watered down and played for comedy before you tell me what is or isn’t good queer representation. 

The Wedding Planner (Part 1)

Summary– Being a wedding planner is all fun and games until suddenly you’re saved from an accident by the man of your dreams– later discovering that he happens to be your latest client’s fiancé. 

Author’s Note– First off, I am just beyond excited for this series! I absolutely loved this movie and figured, “Why not make it into a series and add my own twist to it?” So I finally did and I really hope you all enjoy it! feedback would be greatly appreciated folks.

Originally posted by jennymagicalheart

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Why did the writers give Dean this awesome woman and then make her not real? Well, I know why, but it still tortures me. Every time I watch Dean with Carmen, I can see him come alive.  He is like a man who has been wandering the desert without water for years and suddenly he stumbles upon an oasis.  He is shocked he has this beautiful girl who loves and accepts him for who he is, especially when it’s been so hard to accept himself. She “gets" him in every way possible and he becomes a better man in her presence.  Dean finds love….even if it is with the girl in his favorite beer ad. I know he ends up back with his brother driving down crazy street and that he knows that is something he also needs, but I still wish he could have stayed with Carmen a little longer.

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Summary: Nyx was an ancient deity usually envisaged as the very substance of the night–a veil of dark mists drawn across the sky to obscure the light of Aither, the shining blue of the heavens. Her opposite number was Hemera (Day) who scattered the mists of night at dawn. she was doomed to walk the earth in search of her consort Erebus.

Warnings: My usual. Angst, Violence And Smut

Pairings: Bucky X Reader, Avengers x Reader

A/N: There is smut in this chapter, (The first bit, but there are major plot points too, so minors i aint gonna tag you, If you do, for the love of chuck skip over the first bit)

Thor’s POV:

“A double date?” you ask Thor in disbelief, the bit of croissant you were about to plop into your mouth hanging precariously from your fingertips. “Explain!” you demand, dropping the remnants of your breakfast back onto the plate, appetite completely forgotten.

Thor looks down sheepishly. He had not thought having lunch with Sergeant Barnes and his Lady would elicit this reaction from you. Sighing deeply, he removes the discarded breakfast from the bed, placing the tray on the nightstand. “I did not know it would upset you so, my love, I apologize. Sergeant Barnes merely wants to start afresh. I had hoped this would be a good start.”

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For Erwin

I only doing this, because the last chapter had me thinking, and if nobody in the manga is going to say it, I will do it.

Erwin Smith was many things, but I don’t have the correct words to say it. Erwin Smith was brave, kind, smart, with a big heart with a lot of human feelings. He was precious. He cared about everyone in the SC, because this man blamed himself for lost of his comrades. He wanted a better world, a free one. Inside of him, he was a child, with a lot of guilt and reject in his heart. He was a dreamer, that he loved his father.

He taked the mockery, the blame of the others, the hate, thinking he deserved it. He wasn’t cruel with the others, in fact, he was the best man I ever knew. He was kind, generous, and caring.

He felt like he was a monster, but he wasn’t. Erwin was an inspiration, someone who you want to follow, without a second thought. Without regrets, because Erwin was impressive, not only for his bright mind, but the sweetness and the goodness in his heart.

Erwin Smith was so beautiful, in so many ways, that losing him was painful, still is. His last word in battle was “fight”. He fighted against ignorance, slavery, injustice. He said that he will pays his debts in Hell, but I believe that someone good like him, deserves some redemption. Erwin Smith had the most beautiful heart, and it was an honour to know him.

I can’t believe he is gone. I can’t accept what happened. For a man who did so much, without a complaint, is… unbearable. And the only reason that come to my mind, about why Erwin did and acted like that, it was love.

He loved Levi. He loved Mike. He loved Hange. He loved his father. He loved humanity. He loved SC. And when you love like him, you make sacrifice for everyone you love. The only thing that I can accept, about this plot, is that Erwin was hope. And the “Flame of Hope” can’t be forgotten.

Erwin Smith is not real, yeah, but my pain, my sadness, grief and anger are real. I feel him so real, in my life, that his inspires me to be better. To fight against all my shit. Sometimes, when I’m alone in my bed, I think about him. I want… I want so bad to say to him “thank you”.

Thank you, Erwin, because you inspires me to fight. To believe in me. To sacrifice and follow my dreams. Maybe, you are dead now, in the manga, but you changed us. Every person who loved and still loves you, understand what I’m saying. And when a loved one, changes you, is forever.

I offered you my heart, Commander. And like Levi, I had no regrets.

The Sorcerer And The Goddess

Chapter: 1

It’s short 😢😢 but hopefully other chapters will be longer 🤓🤓🤓.

You slowly opened your eyes. Your vision wasn’t clear but you could tell that there was a man looking at you. “Good morning!” He said in a kind tone. Perhaps it was the kindest voice you’ve heard in a while. You wanted to talk. Wanted to ask questions but your throat was too dry for you to talk. You looked around for water. The man immediately understood what you were looking for. “Here.” He hand you a glass of water. You drank it in a heartbeat.

“Where am I?”

“New York. In my Sanctum.” He simply answered.

“In your what?”

“Nevermind I’ll show you around later. How are you feeling?”

“I’ve been better.” He only smirked to your answer.

“What is the last thing you remember?”

“I remember my brother stabbing me.” You said loud enough for him to hear. Everything came to you. You begged your brother but he didn’t care.

“Why did he stab you?” The man asked carefully.

“Because I’m a monster.” You looked at the man’s eyes. They were so beautiful and they brought you peace. “Who you are?” You asked.

“Strange. Stephen Strange.”

Originally posted by theavengers

“As in Doctor Strange?” You were shocked. “The Midgardian who helped my brothers?”

“Wait. Are you Thor and Loki’s sister?” Stephen was shocked as well.

You ignored his question. “Aren’t you a hero? Why would you save me?” It wasn’t making any sense! While your own brother tried to kill you, this man, a hero, saved you.

“Why wouldn’t I ?” He asked.

“Weren’t you listening?” You were getting angry. “I’m a monster!”


“So!? I’m getting out of here!” You get out of to bed but when you tried to stand you fell. Only to Stephen catch you before you did. He wrapped his arms around you gently.

“You didn’t heal fully, yet. And it is a nasty wound if I may say.” He gently laid you down.

“Why you are doing this? Why are you helping me while my brothers tried to kill me?”

“I’m trying to heal your soul. It’s damaged.”

“So you have no profit?” You weren’t understanding him.

“No. But it would be nice to know your name.” He smirked.

“Nyctophilia.” You whispered.

Nyctophilia? It’s unusual. What does it mean?”

“It means love of darkness. My brother, Loki used to call me Philia.”

“If I’m not being too much, can I ask why your brother tried to kill you?” Stephen asked carefully. He didn’t want to cross any personal boundaries.

“I wanted to take over the world for him. But I wasn’t carefully enough to do it without anyone noticing. And here I am!” You gave him a sad smile.

“Will you try to take over the world again?” Stephen get a little defensive.

“No! I just want to take revenge from my brothers.”

“Why don’t you rest?” Stephen walk towards to door but stopped when he heard your voice.

Thank you!” Stephen only smiled at you before leaving the room.

It is my first story and English isn’t my mother language so please go easy on me 😊. I hoped it wasn’t boring.

Part 2???

Evak + the Boys

Just a little drabble of Evak and the boys hanging together and Even being sooooo whipped for Isak that it’s almost unbearable. I hope you enjoy!

Looking around the room now Isak wondered why he was ever worried in the first place.

The boy squad plus Even all together, laughing, drinking, swapping stories and being carefree. Isak had his back pressed against Even’s chest as they sat on Jonas’s couch together, arms tangled and faces graced with smiles of content. They were talking about girls and relationships, and of course Magnus would have to sprinkle little comments about how amazing Vilde was but nobody could muster it up in themselves to mind.

“I just, I mean, she’s like a fucking goddess. Honestly, the prettiest girl ever,” Magnus exclaimed. Even and Jonas laughed at his pure enthusiasm while Mahdi and Isak both rolled their eyes, though they couldn’t help but feel proud of their friend for making it with Vilde in the first place.

“Yeah, she’s pretty pretty,” Jonas agreed. Magnus shook his head with vigor before Mahdi chimed in.

“But, bro, is she really the prettiest girl ever? Like, there has to be someone who you could say was either equally as pretty or maybe even prettier.”

“I mean, yeah,” Magnus conceded, “there are probably plenty of girls who are just as pretty as Vilde but, you know, Vilde is mine so she just automatically tops everyone else.”

A chorus of both disgusted and happy “awe”s rang throughout the room. 

“Magnus is right about that one,” Even piped up. Isak turned his head up and to the side so he could look at his boyfriend, an eyebrow raised in curiosity.

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“Just that, like, when you’re with someone suddenly they become the most attractive person ever and they only get better looking as you fall for them more.”

“Know that from experience?” Jonas asked coyly, smirking at Isak resting in Even’s arms.

“Of course,” Even laughed. “That was mostly with Sonja though,” he finished. Isak’s eyes grew wide as he furrowed his eyebrows at his boyfriend, offended he would even say her name after everything.

“What?” he asked incredulously.

Even just smiled. “Yeah, just Sonja. Because I didn’t need to even look at you for more than a moment the first time I saw you to know that you are the prettiest boy on the planet, or certainly the prettiest I’ve ever seen.”

Isak flushed bright red, mouth dissolving into a smile as he pressed his face into Even’s chest out of embarrassment and undeniable love for the boy looking down at him.

“Holy fucking shit man. Fucking hell,” Magnus exclaimed pressing a hand to his forehead. “That’s so fucking cute man, what the fuck.”

“You two, honestly sicken me,” Jonas laughed at his best friend, secretly delighted that he had found someone so absolutely perfect for him.

“Man, this ugly fucker is the prettiest boy in the world? Fuck, we all must be repulsive then,” Mahdi teased.

Even couldn’t contain his laughter as he watched his boyfriend flip Mahdi the bird for the comment, but he knew they were only joking. Because absolutely no one, and he meant no one, could deny the beauty of the boy in his arms. Hell, if they did, Even would make sure that person realize how wrong they were.

anonymous asked:

Can I request a short reaction on how Monsta X would react to y/n being insecure with her body? :)


Shownu: So this gentle giant probably wouldn’t understand why you were insecure, to be honest. Because in his eyes, you were beyond beautiful and you were absolutely wonderful. After you explained why you felt the way you did, he would make sure to tell you how beautiful you were and how much he loved you whenever he got the chance.

Originally posted by hyungnu

 Wonho: This sweet, sweet man. He loves you so much. Seriously, though… he is going to be a little upset. Not at you, of course, but probably at himself for not realizing it sooner. Even though insecurities are not easily fixed or simply washed away, he is going to do everything that he can, and go out of his way to help you through it until you realize your true beauty. You deserve to feel beautiful.

Originally posted by wonhontology

Minhyuk: Oh, lord. This just…will not do. Oh, no. He doesn’t want his darling feeling this way. But knowing how you feel about yourself, it’ll hurt him a bit. Minhyuk doesn’t want you feeling this way. At all. He and Wonho are quite similar with this type of thing, I think. He would literally do anything to help you, even if he is aware that sometimes insecurities need to be realized and handled by the person that they’re harming. Still, he’ll do everything that he can.

Originally posted by wonhontology

Kihyun: Hm. Kihyun. He’s definitely going to help you and try to understand what is going on in your mind with how you look or feel about yourself. Although, he’ll probably want you to learn how to help yourself. LET ME EXPLAIN! Of course, he will support you every step of the way and take your hand when you need it, but he wants you to know that you can do this with or without him. The first step to loving yourself is being able to take that first step by yourself, even if it’s a bit wobbly.

Originally posted by wonhontology

Hyungwon: I’m almost certain that he’ll be similar to Kihyun. He’s going to want you to try this for yourself, but please understand that he’ll constantly be behind you, supporting you. Hyungwon is human too, as you and the other members; he probably has his own insecurities and knows what it’s like, so he won’t give up on you. If anything he’ll be the one to give you a comforting nudge to keep you going.

Originally posted by kihqun

Jooheon: This boy knows what insecurities are first hand. If I’m not mistaken, his insecurities reside with his looks/weight, right? So, of course, he will support you and he’ll probably walk through the journey with you so that you both can work through your insecurities and not let them blind either of you.

Originally posted by wonyeols

I.M: So when we usually see I.M, he’s being silly and joking around. When he realizes that you’re insecure about something, he might get a little serious or he might even try to lighten your mood with some dumb jokes. I mean I.M was probably so insecure when he was introduced to the members and possible members on No. Mercy. I mean, he was treated like an outsider and it wasn’t like anyone was super kind him. He was probably doubting his skills. But I digress. You two probably have very different insecurities, but insecurities are still insecurities however you look at them. So he will be supportive, a little sad, but supportive and he will always tell you that he loves you and that you’re strong.

Originally posted by kihyxnie

I hope you were able to enjoy this mess. No, but seriously, this was a lot of fun and if you liked it, feel free to request again. <3

Are you fucking kidding me

I deadass wake up from the best nap ever to see that CHRIS IS GOING OUT OF HIS WAY TO LET EVA KNOW THAT HE’S SERIOUS ABOUT HER AND SHE’S STILL DOING SHIT WITH JONAS. AFTER HOW HE TREATED HER. I HOPE SHE SHE STOPS AFTER SHE HEARD EMMA TALK ABOUT JONAS. OR CONFRONTS HIM ABOUT BEING A FUCKING DICK TO EMMA. BECAUSE CHRIS AND EMMA DO NOT DESERVE THIS! THEY DO NOT DESERVE TO HAVE THEIR FEELINGS PLAYED WITH BY EVA AND JONAS. EMMA HAS BEEN THERE ALREADY. I’m so disappointed with how this turned out. Why did Julie HAVE to give Jonas a love interest? He was totally fine with just his boy squad? And that Chriseva clip was beautiful and she had to go make in unnecessarily complicated for what?? To bring back a toxic couple??? Man. I love Julie but wtf is this shit?

Holiday at the seaside

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, make out session, fluff and stuff:p

This fanfic took me really long because I just got home from my vacation( in Dubrovnik haha) and currently I have a lot to do for school and stuff:) This is also my first fanfic ever, so please dm me and let me know what you think about it! I`m open for any suggestions, criticism, tips etc.:) I as well want to apologize for my bad writing skills and language, `cause English is not my first language:)

Tom and you are on vacation in Dubrovnik, Croatia and having a lot of fun exploring the beautiful locations there.

I turned the page of my book as I heard a familiar voice shouting my Name. “Y/N!” With a smile on my face, I looked up and saw Tom running towards me. As always, my heart melted away as I continued watching him. Jeez, I love everything about him. His curly hair, messy from the sea breeze. His bronzy skin that underlines his natural golden beauty, as he once said in an interview. I started laughing. What a dork. And of course I love his humour, no doubt. His never ending jokes, his ability to make me laugh in every situation… I love it. He started smiling as he reached our spot. Did I mention his smile? God, I love it so much. It`s brighter than the sun and oh man, I love it.

“Why are you laughing, love?” he asked me with this bright smile on his face.

“Oh, it`s nothing, I just thought about your silly jokes” I replied with a smirk.

“Oh really… silly jokes yeah?” He reached down to my stomach and started tickling me. I bursted out laughing as I tried to push his hands away. Unfortunately without success.

“No Thomas stop it, please!” I wriggled like an eal as I tried to push myself away from him, and that encouraged him even more.

“Tell me, Y/N, are my jokes silly?”

“For God`s sake Tom, no, okay no they are not silly!” A few people turned around. Perhaps they wanted to see why a 20 year old girl starts giggling like a 6 year old.

“Tom pleeeeeaaaaase!”

“Did I hear right? You admit my jokes aren`t silly?” He`s enjoying this way too much.


“There we go, love”, he said with a smirk on his face. “Thomas Stanley Holland, I really hate you.” I propped myself on my elbows and looked into his eyes.

“And I really love you, Y/N.”

Tom layed himself down next to me, rested his head on his left hand and stroked my cheek with his free hand. Enjoying this little gesture for a few seconds, I started speaking. “I`m curious, babe. Why did you shout for me?”

“You remember the place we were at yesterday?” he began.

“Tom, Dubrovnik has many places.” His hands moved once again to my stomach, but I could stop him timely. “Okay okay sorry babe, I`ll stop making ironic remarks. Go on” I said with a giggle.

“You`re lucky I love you” he said with another smirk on his face.

“Very lucky, handsome” I whispered as I leaned myself to him to give him a quick kiss on the top of his nose. He gave me another beautiful smile, which caused again a irregular heartbeat on my side, before he continued speaking.               

“I jumped off this cliff” he pointed his finger to a really dangerous looking cliff, “and as I dived into the water - babe, what is it?” he asked with a innocent face.

“You. Jumped off that cliff. That dangerous looking cliff” I said in a ominous voice.

“Y/N, it`s not dangerous at all. You may have forgotten that I was a gymnast once.”

“How could I forget that? You show me your skills… often enough” I mumbled with a big smirk on my face. My fingers stroked over his lower abs, as he started laughing. “Oh Y/N, you`re oversexed!”

I joined his laughing, but not without thinking back to last night. The heat, the passion… damn I need to concentrate. “Okay, go on. So you nearly died jumping off this stupid cliff. Got that.”

He smiled at me yet again. “Right. As I dived into the water, I saw our little picknick spot we were at ysterday. Remember that there was a beautiful coral reef?”

“Yeah, I remember. But we couldn`t reach it tho”

“Yes, that`s what we thought yesterday” he continued, “but if you jump off that cliff” he pointed once again to this goddamn cliff, “and swim for a little bit, you`re directly swimming in the coral reef.” Someone was really proud about his discovery. Good for him.

I reached for my book. “That sounds amazing babe, have fun.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see his big smirk. Absolutely not, Thomas. I continued reading, the book was definitely more interesting than this stupid coral reef.

“You know what, Y/N?” he breathed, “You`re so vigorous, it`s unbelievable.”.

“I`m vigorous? Are you serious?”

“Dead serious, love” he whispered as he reached for my hand and strewed it with little kisses.

“Oh I`m really sorry if I don`t wanna die a horrible death by jumping of that fucking cliff!” I said hysterically.

“Oh darling” his kisses moved up my arm, “you know that I`ll protect you”, he kissed my shoulder, “for ever”, another kiss on my jawline, “and ever”, he finished as he started kissing my sweet spot. God, it felt so good… no no no, concentrate Y/N. Not with me, Holland, not with me.

“Tom that`s unfair, that`s out-and-out bribe!”

I felt him smiling on my neck. “Oh really?”, he whispered as he started sucking my skin. He would definitely leave a hickey, as if I hadn`t any from last night.

“Forget it, Tom. Not with me” I said strict.

“Mhm”, he mouthed, his hand took the book out of my hands and placed it by my side. His kisses moved down to my collarbone, and his index finger stroked the skin of my hips, where the bottom of the bikini began. My breathing was already heavy. Why is he having so much power about me?

“Tom, please behave. This is a public place, and if you don`t want me to rip your shorts off your body, than-”

“Than jump off that cliff with me”, he interrupted, “and I`m all yours.” He moved up and ended our little disagreement with a passionate kiss. My hands found their way to his fluffy curls and started playing with them. A little moan escaped from my mouth as I pulled him closer. His tongue entered my mouth while his hand stroked my left side. “Oh Tom” I whspered as he suddenly pulled himself away. Another grin appeared on his face as he pulled me up carefully.

“Don`t look at me like that” he laughed, “I said I`m all yours, yes. But first you have to jump off the cliff”.

“Oh fuck you, Holland” I grunted and stamped away from him.

“Tom, you`re crazy. Absolutely crazy. I`ll definitely die jumping off this fricking stone” I shouted.

“You`re overreacting, love. I jumped 10 times off this while you were reading and see, I`m perfectly fine” he said, trying to calm me down.

“Let alone for your world-weariness” I mumbled.

“What was that?”

“Nothing”. I took a deep breath and looked down. Holy shit. “For fucks sake Tom, these are at least 10 meters!”

“Don`t be deceived, darling. The cliff is not even six meters high.”

“Very comforting, Tom.” Idiot.

“Oh come on Y/N… okay, I`ll jump first” he came to me and placed his hand on my right shoulder. “Trust me, love”, he whispered as he kissed my right cheek, “and see ya!” he shouted as he started running towards the steep hillside. Shortly before that, he jumped off. And he was gone. I heard the water patter, but not a murmur from Tom. Oh my god. My body slowly walked itself to his jumping-off point, breathing heavy.

I looked down and saw a even water surface. Oh. My. God. Just as I was about to panic, a familiar face bursted through the water surface. Of course with a big grin.

“See Y/N? I survived” he declared happily.

“You´re dead, Holland!”


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Bonfire at La Push

Paul Lahote x reader

Warnings- One kind of suggestive reference (it’s not graphic though) and occasional swearing

This is kind of like a part 2 to ‘Imagine moving to La Push and becoming good friends with the pack’. I wish i made it more flirty but my mind kept going blank sorry guys:( I guess Paul is more flirty than imaginable hahah. I was thinking, if any of you guys wanted, of doing different versions of part 2 with different pairings like one with reader x another pack member? If you guys like the sound of that and want me to write one for another character then inbox me and let me know, i have anons turned on <3

“Hello, i just love your account :3 If you have time, could you write an imagine in which Paul Lahote is teasing/flirting with Y/N after he met her at La Push with the pack ? Thank you :p” requested by @haydenthoughts<3

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Secret Love Song (Louis Tomlinson Imagine)

Originally posted by louistomlinsonsgifs

(not my gif! credits to owner)

REQUEST: (from Anon) You’re a famous singer and you and Louis have been dating for about a year and you come out with your relationship imagine? Love your blog btw x 💛💕

WAAAAHHHH! MY FIRST REQUEST! I’d like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who requested. I really do appreciate them! Keep on sending them in and I’ll do my best to finish them quickly. Feedbacks are very well appreciated. 


Being Y/N Y/L/N has its pros and cons. A pro of it is being able to travel the world while doing what I love the most… singing. Singing is just one thing, but singing songs written by me, for me, and with me is a whole other level.

Another pro is finding the love of my life during an award show, where he and his bandmates won against me for best music video.


“And the winner for Best Music Video is…” Rihanna says through the mic. Each tear on the envelope sending chills down my spine.

I was nominated for my music video for “Salute”. My opponents include Zayn’s “Pillowtalk”, Maroon 5’s “Don’t Wanna Know” and One Direction’s “Night Changes”. The competition was tough but I really wanted to win this award. I gave my everything on that song and its music video and winning will pay off the hard work.

The air became almost non-existent when I heard Rihanna shout One Direction. It felt like the air was physically punched out of my system. But with the cameras filming our reactions, I had to fake a smiling face and clap for the winner.

During the after party, I wasn’t in the mood to celebrate my Best Female Singer award and socialize with everyone on the room. My manager just forced me to attend as to not start speculations of me being a sore loser or what not. The lose really took a toll on me. The worst thing was… I only lost to them by 5 votes! I mean… 5 votes?! It really bummed me out.

“Hello?” Someone said, shaking me out of my frustrated thoughts.

“What?” I said, shaking my head to bring me back to reality.

“I’m sorry.” The person said. I looked at the person and saw none other than Harry Styles.

“No.. I’m sorry. Just really not in the mood to be here.” I said honestly.

“Oh, sorry ‘bout that love. But my friend Louis right there was just too nervous to meet you, and seeing your reaction tonight about the award, he was really to scared to approach you.” He said, pointing towards Louis’s direction. Louis had a sheepish smile raising his hand as a sign of hello, which may I say was adorable.

“Was it really that obvious?” I asked nervously.

“Just a little.” Louis said. I didn’t even notice his appearance up until now.

“I’m really sorry.” I said genuinely.

“It’s alright love.” He said with that same sheepish smile.

That night, I got to know him better. We didn’t even notice that we were already conversing without Harry.

I silently thanked my manager for forcing me that night.

Because that night was the start of something great.


A few months and a few dates after that award show, we started dating officially and up until now, Louis and I are still going strong. Although with our situation, with both of us always being under the limelight, we decided to keep our relationship to ourselves for the meantime. Only our closest friends and family knew of our relationship.

That was the con of everything. The line between my private life and public life was almost invisible. Rumors after rumors of us dating have been published but we just shake them off, saying that we were just really good friends.

In a few weeks, we’ll be celebrating our first year anniversary. I’ve been working my ass off at the studio for the special gift that I was about to give the man that makes me smile every second of every day.

A song about us.

“Guess who?” said that voice that I knew very much, him covering my eyes with his very soft and fragile hands.

“Louis William Tomlinson, I’m so stressed so please let me see your beautiful face so that I can kiss it.” I said. He finally let go and turned the office chair that I was sitting on and gave me a peck on the lips.

“So, why did you ask me to meet you here?” He said, taking a seat on my right, Greg, my producer sitting on my left.

“Listen to this. “ I said as Greg played the song that I wrote with him.

When you hold me in the street

And you kiss me on the dance floor

I wish that it could be like that

Why can’t it be like that? Cause I’m yours

The song started playing, Louis passionately listening to the newly recorded song. I wasn’t listening to the song because I was busy reading Louis’s expressions.

I wrote this song for him and for us. I couldn’t stand not being able to show everyone how much I am in love with this Doncaster boy.

We keep behind closed doors

Every time I see you, I die a little more

Stolen moments that we steal as the curtain falls

It’ll never be enough

It’s obvious you’re meant for me

Every piece of you, it just fits perfectly

Every second, every thought, I’m in so deep

But I’ll never show it on my face

Tears started streaming down Louis’s face. He wiped it as unnoticeable as possible but I was still able to catch his small gesture. The song ended with a few tears pooling in his eyes yet with a huge smile on his face. He just shook his head and kissed me.

After regaining himself, he thanked Greg and asked if he’d be kind enough to let us talk privately. Greg nodded and left the room, patting Louis’s shoulder and congratulating him.

“When are you going to put the song out?” He asked.

“I’m not sure. Why?” I asked.

“Do it within the week or so.” He ordered.

“Are you sure? This soon? Why?”

“Because I want to shout it from the rooftops from now on. I’m yours and you’re mine.”


We decided to tell everyone of our relationship during our James Corden’s Late Late Show appearance, which coincidently, we were both on at the same time. The song was a huge hit and people caught on the meaning of the song causing ruckus here and there with regards to who the song was about.

On the day of the filming of the Late Late Show interview, Louis and I were sat beside each other on the couch, just the two of us. James was in front of us asking questions about our career plans for the next few months from now, until my new song was mentioned.

“So Y/N… A little birdie told me that your new song is about a certain someone called the Swag Master of Doncaster. Care to explain?” James asked showing a photo of us exiting the studio with Louis’s arm protectively and lovingly around my waist. I started blushing, my cheeks heating up quicker than normal.

I didn’t say a word. I just simply held Louis’s hand and smiled.

James let out a loud chuckle and that was it.

We were officially a couple in the public eye… and we couldn’t be happier.


That’s it for my first imagine! Don’t forget to send in your feedbacks and requests! 

Love you all! 😘

Racism in Fandom: My Experience with The 100

So with the 100 about to start again (NOT going to watch it though), I thought it would be a good time to talk about how racism in fandom and television and my experience with the 100, as well as why I, along with many others should have realized it was problematic from the beginning, not only when a lesbian was killed (this is also the reason I deleted most of the 100 posts off my blog, even the ones after Lexa’s death).

In February, the majority of the blogs I followed were freaking the fuck out over Clexa. So I thought, why not? I’ll binge watch it. Everyone I followed was going on and on about its great representation. But while watching, I kept having the nagging feeling something was seriously wrong with this show.

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Preferences - you being ugly

Requested: something like you being ugly but they still find you pretty. The setting is somewhere at a party. PLEASE, don’t feel offended by this, it’s just a requested scenario, there’s no such thing as ugliness because we’re all pretty in our own way and we just have to wait for the right person to see that in us! <3 It could be triggering, so I am WARNING you all. 



“Hey, handsome~”

“Wanna go somewhere and have some fun?”

The girls were being clingy and Joji was not liking it, despite putting on a polite smile and listening to them. He didn’t want to hurt them, even if he didn’t enjoy their presence. They were being too overwhelming. He preferred talking to someone else, instead.

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