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“[…] I hope I can be half the person he is. And if I have to choose between caring for my friend and believing in your God…then I choose…m-my friend!” Kitty Pryde (x)

  • Sakura: I know someone who has a crush on you ;)
  • Naruto: Is it-
  • Sakura: Not me, baka.
  • Naruto: Oh... Who, then?
  • Sakura: Well I promised I wouldn't tell but... If you guess who it is, it's won't be a problem, right?
  • Naruto: Uh right! Right! Give me a hint!
  • Sakura: This person has pale skin, and black hair, and they're from a very old, powerful clan
  • Naruto: Um...
  • Sakura: Also, when we were in the academy, they were always watching you, though you never seemed to notice
  • Naruto: Eto...
  • Sakura: They have a rare bloodline limit
  • Naruto: *scratches his head and squints*
  • Sakura: It gives them very special eyes
  • Naruto: So, you're telling me this person... *counts on his fingers, muttering* and they... Aha! I get it.
  • Sakura: Finally
  • Naruto: Hehe, Sasuke, that bastard must be pretty embarrassed
  • Naruto: Oh well, I guess it makes sense
  • Naruto: Though it's weird that we're both guys...
  • Naruto: Don't tell him I said this, but I always thought he was really pretty, not like a girl, just, um, in a different way
  • Naruto: And he's really cool, but, but sweet too, like awkward in a cute way when he tries to be nice. Plus we understand each-other.
  • Naruto: Even though we fight a lot- hell, even fighting with him is really fun.
  • Naruto: And those times we kissed... They were an accident, but damn, that bastard had soft lips. I wonder if- uh *blushes* never mind.
  • Naruto: All things considered, it could be a lot worse
  • Naruto: I wonder if I should ask him out on- Sakura-chan?
  • Sakura: It's- It's-
  • Naruto: Sakura-chan, your eye is twitch-
  • Sakura: HINATA
  • Naruto: What?
  • Sakura: HINATA, SHE'S THE ONE WHO- HINATA, SHE'S A GIRL, SHE'S ALWAYS- THE CHUNIN EXAMS, NEJI'S COUSIN, YOU CAN NOT BE THIS DENSE, BAKA NARUTO!
  • Naruto: ...
  • Sakura: ...
  • Naruto: I don't get it. What does Hinata have to do with Sasuke and me?
  • Sakura: You know what, never mind. Yeah, take him out to eat ramen. Figure out how you'll revive his clan together while you're at it. It's not going to be easy since you're both guys, but when was anything ever easy for you two? It never stopped you before.
  • Sakura: Kami-sama, I tried. I really did. I'll leave the rest up to you.
  • Naruto: Sakura-chan, you're not making any sense. Where are you going? Oi, Sakura-chan!
Being Stiles Stilinski's twin sister would include
  • The sarcasm level is insane
  • “Will you tone the sarcasm down?”
  • “If you stop asking stupid questions.”
  • Both of you despising Isaac at first
  • “What is he for other than persistent negativity and the scarfs?”
  • Scott being best friends with both of you
  • You’re a package deal
  • Where one goes, the other follows
  • Stealing the jeep all the time
  • Stiles getting pissed when you steal the jeep 
  • “What the hell (Y/n)! It’s my car.”
  • “I thought the jeep was your baby.”
  • “You suck.”
  • Scott having to split you up all the time on pack missions
  • “Stiles you come with me, (Y/n) you go with Lydia.”
  • Trying to get through to Lydia
  • “I know you’re in love with my brother, but you’re just too stuck up to see it.”
  • Teasing Stiles 24/7
  • Him teasing you right back
  • “Do you two ever stop talking?”
  • “Never.”
  • Turns out you have supernatural powers, kind of
  • You’re an empath
  • “Don’t be sad Stiles, it makes me sad.”
  • “At least you can suffer with me.”
  • Being around Derek makes you grumpy 
  • Being around Scott and Stiles makes you goofy
  • “Being an empath sucks sometimes.”
  • Stiles complaining that you have powers and he doesn’t
  • “At least you get to be something.”
  • “Aw Stiles you are something.”
  • “Yeah?”
  • “Yeah.  You’re a real asshole.”
  • “You really are terrible aren’t you.”
  • “You’re just realizing this now?”
  • Overall being the best siblings ever
  • Loving Scott to death for protecting your awkward brother
  • “My boys!”
  • “Love you too (Y/n)

Originally posted by teenwxlves

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keith and allura + growing stronger by letting go of the past

since i have yet to find another post that goes into detail about just how much keith’s arc in ‘the blade of marmora’ and allura’s arc in ‘crystal venom’ parallel one another, i went ahead and did the thing myself !! i find it both curious and kinda enchanting how alike keith and allura are in so many respects. realizing these similarities while re-watching the show was far too riveting not to share my thoughts, so here they are ^^


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  • Annabeth: So to relax a bit, we're playing Never Have I Ever
  • Percy: Aw yiss I love this game
  • Annabeth: I'll go first. Never have I ever... died.
  • Magnus, taking a drink: Ouch
  • Leo: That's low, dudette.
  • Percy: My turn! Never have I ever... Actually I've done a lot of things, can you come back to me?
  • Annabeth: Okay, Piper, you go.
  • Piper: Never have I ever earned a scar from biting a stapler. *High fives Reyna*
  • Jason: Pipes!
  • Leo: Never have I ever had some type of crush on Percy.
  • *pretty much everyone else drinks, excluding Percy*
  • Percy: Guys wtf
  • Annabeth: Guys wtf
  • Jason: #NoHomo
  • Percy: #FullBromo
  • Hazel: What
  • Annabeth: Okay, you two stop. Reyna?
  • Reyna: Never have I ever got taken out by a brick
  • Jason: NOW you're targeting me!
  • Frank: I've had strange experiences
  • Will: I'll go next. Never have I ever been in the Underworld.
  • Everyone: ...
  • Will: *high fives Apollo*
Try Not To (Jungkook x Reader Fluff/Slight Smut)

Summary: “Try not to get nervous.”

(( Note: another story for the youngest member who stands on top. In this one I more so like the bickering than the actual ‘fluff’ or ‘smut’ which is so so so mild I warn you. So, idk about this one at all :(( Either way, I hope you all enoy! ))


Could you have taken any longer, holy fuck.

It was a far late into a chilly Sunday night and you were standing outside your friend’s door clutching your tote bag against your chest and curling your toes against the rubber soles of your not-so-appropriate flip flops you when sporting. A combination of that plus a thin cardigan and pajama shorts were definitely not the greatest outfit choice when in this close-to-frozen mid-February weather. In your defense, it wouldn’t have been as horrifyingly cold as it was if it weren’t for Jeon Jungkook who took his sweet as time answering the door.

Fifteen minutes to be exact.

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Locked Out // Byun Baekhyun {part one}

Requested: Nope, I just really needed to write something Baek-related lol

Pairing: Byun Baekhyun X Reader

Genre: College!AU, angst I guess?

Word Count: 7.2k (holy shit this is so long if you read it all I’ll marry you I promise)

Description: Hi, I’m Y/N, and I’m the Queen of Fucking Everything Up. Here I am, locked outside on a balcony with a dude I shared and awkward hook-up with once and I’d been avoiding ever since, while his ex-girlfriend cries her eyes out and I freeze my ass off in the September air. *Freeze frame* *record scratch* You’re probably wondering how I got myself into this situation, so here’s a timeline of how, in a few short months, I managed to royally fuck everything up.

A/N: Wow I actually have no idea what I was doing when I was writing this, but I kind of like it hahaha. Also, this part is written in first person which usually I hate writing in, but I thought it suited the style of the story more :) By the way I love Irene so much, she’s such a babe. Enjoy!

Originally posted by dearbyun


2nd February, 10:22am
Ah, February 2nd. I remember it as if it was only yesterday. It was rather warm for Winter, so my friends and I had bought lunch and decided to eat it down by the river. It was rare for all five of us to have a day free of college classes, so we wanted to make the most of it.

“I’m just going over here,” I mumbled, more to myself than anyone, grabbing my phone and heading towards the river’s edge. I’d spotted a single pink flower floating with the current peacefully, and being a photography major, I couldn’t miss the chance to capture this moment digitally.

“Don’t fall in!” A voice cried from behind me; I felt their large hands push against my back but they grabbed my elbows just before I toppled into the cold water below.

“Sehun!” I bellowed, trying to look as angry as possible when I turned around to face my immature friend. However, I couldn’t stop myself from grinning when I saw the bewildered look cross his face: it soon disappeared when he realised I wasn’t actually mad at him. “That was a close one, Y/N. You’ve got to be more careful,” Sehun joked.

“You’re an idiot,” I quipped back. “I don’t know how I put up with you.”

“You do it out of love,” Sehun replied. You see, Sehun and I had been friends for as long as either of us could remember. Born just ten days apart (he was older and always gave me shit for it), we’d become instant best friends. We stuck with each other throughout middle school and high school, and now we were roommates in college (don’t ask me why I agreed to room with Sehun, he never washes the dishes. Ever.)

“You two, stop flirting and come join us for a selfie,” Baekhyun called out.

“We’re not flirting,” Sehun and I groaned in unision, earning chuckles from Baekhyun and the two other boys, Chanyeol and Suho. “Yeah, my mum wants a picture of my friends to prove I don’t hang out with pot-heads and alcoholics,” Chanyeol added, getting his phone into optimum selfie-position.

“I’m pretty sure Y/N is a drug dealer in between her studies,” Suho laughed as Sehun and I joined them, gaining a playful glare from me.

It’s funny to think that I originally wanted nothing to do with Chanyeol, Baekhyun, and Suho. Sehun had befriended the three in one of his music lectures, and when I first met them I believed they were nothing more than rowdy, immature womanisers. With a lot of convincing from Sehun (boy would not shut up about it), I managed to give the boys a chance and am now proud (albeit embarrassed at times) to call them my close friends. In fact, I’m pretty sure Baekhyun and I have a thing now. Don’t quote me, but he’s developed a habit of being really touchy-feely with me recently, but we’re not dating. I didn’t have many girl friends at all - I didn’t need them. It’s hard enough to focus on college, my part-time job, and socialising as it is, I don’t need the added factor of girl drama.

As we all gathered around Chanyeol, I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket, followed shortly by a loud ‘ding’. After we managed to take a couple of nice pictures together without much incident (ignoring the fact Baekhyun screamed “SUHO YOU’RE STANDING ON MY FOOT!” and Sehun hit my stomach because I was “covering his beautiful face” with my “man shoulders”), I pulled out my own phone and read the text.

“Sehun, looks like we have interest in our spare room!” I exclaimed, showing the text to the blond.

’Hi, Y/N, my name is Irene Bae and I saw you were looking for a roommate for your apartment? I’m interested! I’m at the café near the university right now and I’d be happy to chat with you’,” Sehun read out loud before adding, “she’s there now?”

“I guess,” I replied, quickly texting Irene back.

“Are you guys leaving now?” Suho questioned, the obvious disappointment on his face matching that of Chanyeol and Baekhyun’s too.

“I guess so. Come on, Y/N, if we hurry we can catch the train and get there a bit earlier,” Sehun said, grabbing my hand and tugging me away from our friends.

“We’ll catch up with you later, I promise!” I shouted back to the three. And as I turned back around, I swear I caught Baekhyun wink at me.


2nd February, 10:37am

I quickly brushed a hand through my windswept hair as Sehun and I entered the quiet, cosy café. I scanned the shop, smiling when I made eye contact with a couple of people from my lectures. “Where do you think she is?” Sehun muttered, urging me forward towards the register attendant.

“Not sure. I might go have a look around and see if I can find her,” I replied, breaking away from Sehun to sweep the café with my eyes. Sehun nodded and waited to order our usual drinks while I shimmied past crowded tables towards the back of the building where I knew it was less populated. And there, sitting at an empty booth facing away from me, sipping a cup of coffee, was a girl. I knew it was her instantly - I would have definitely noticed a girl with bright bubblegum pink hair like hers before. She had headphones in and was nodding her head ever so slightly, completely absorbed in her own world.

I gulped loudly and built up the courage to go up and talk to her. She noticed me and pulled out her headphones quickly, flashing me a dazzling smile.

“You must be Y/N? I’m Irene. Take a seat.” The girl gestured to the seat opposite her and I sidled in, trying to act as at ease as Irene was. She gave me another wicked smile and asked whether I wanted to order anything; I explained Sehun was already doing that.

I suddenly felt very underdressed in my heavy sweater compared to Irene, you know, as if she was Cinderella and I was one of the ugly step sisters. Every time Irene moved, the glint from the fluorescent lights reflected off her dark blue contacts. It was really distracting.

“You’re very pretty, Y/N,” Irene commented. As she spoke, I realised I’d barely said a word to her, choosing to stare instead - but it seemed Irene had been doing the same thing.

“Thanks. I like your hair. It’s very…interesting,” I replied, causing Irene to laugh. And as I sat there listening to the melodic, high pitched sound, I felt all my worries disappear. Irene explained how she’d actually been dared to dye her hair, and I realised Irene seemed lovely and I would have no problems having her as a roommate.

“Oh hey, you must be Irene,” Sehun said, squeezing in beside me and passing my hot chocolate over. “It’s really nice to meet you.”

“You too!” Irene replied. “Seoul really is a beautiful city.”

“You’re not from around here?” I questioned, sipping at the scalding drink in front of me.

“No, I’m from Daegu actually,” said Irene. As Sehun and I listened to her tell hilarious stories from her childhood, I barely noticed time passing. In fact, it was as if time had stopped completely - we’d been let into Irene’s own little world and nothing but us three mattered. She really was a captivating person. Sehun and I asked Irene all the basic questioned you’d ask any potential housemate, and we told her we’d contact her  soon - though it was clear we’d both made our minds up already.

“She’s so lovely!” I gushed the minute we left the café. “She’s the best candidate we’ve seen, Se.”

“I agree,” Sehun said before playfully pushing my shoulder. “If she moves in, maybe you’ll finally have a friend of your own - a girl nonetheless!”


9th March:

“I’m pretty sure this is the last one,” I exclaimed, placing one of Irene’s heavier boxes on the floor in her new room. Irene poked her head over the side of her bed and flashed her signature smile at me. “You’re the best, Y/N. Seriously, your help is much appreciated,” she replied.

“No problem.” I stood there for a moment,  watching my new roommate pull out handfuls of books from one of her boxes and slam them down on her desk. I turned to the door and said over my shoulder, “I’ll leave you to it then.”

“Wait, Y/N. Come and keep me company. Unpacking boxes can get super boring by myself,” Irene whined, looking up at me with large, innocent eyes. “And once I’m done here, maybe we could paint each others nails?” After seeing the sceptical look on my face she added, “you know, girly things.”

“Girly things…” I repeated slowly.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to! I just thought it would be nice to get to spend some time together, just us two, since you Sehun have been so nice in showing me around Seoul. But we don’t have to if you don’t want too.”

I was starting to realise already that Irene had a way to get people to do what she wanted them to do, and I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not. However, I did think it would be nice to get to know Irene more.

“No, it sounds nice! It’s just, I’ve never really had friends who were girls before. I don’t even have any sisters,” I admitted, joining my roommate on the floor.

“That’s a shame, Y/N,” Irene replied, grabbing a bottle of baby pink nail polish. “Because girls are really fun. If you ever have boy troubles or friend drama or just want to talk, I’m here.” The smile Irene gave me was so genuine, and I knew I’d just made a very crucial friend.

I could feel Irene’s endless smile directed at me as I careful painted her fingernails. I was talking about nothing really - my family, my university major, life in Seoul. And Irene listened to every word I said. It was weird. I’d barely known Irene a month but it felt as if we had been friends since time began. There was no awkwardness between us, oddly enough, and I suddenly realised what I’d been missing by only having guy friends.

“Irene, looks like you forgot one box,” Sehun stated, poking his head into Irene’s room and grinned when he saw us lounging on the floor.

“Excuse you, I was just in the middle of educating Irene which boys to stay away from and which would be more than happy to ‘help her study’, if you know what I mean,” I winked back, eliciting a groan from Sehun.

“You’re impossible, Y/N. I’ll go get that box for you,” he called, backing away from the room. Once he was out of earshot, Irene turned to me and said, “you two are a cute couple.”

At first I thought I’d misheard her, so I asked Irene to repeat what she said. She did, and when I was sure she thought Sehun and I were dating, I couldn’t help the laughter bubbling out. As I rolled around on the carpet, clutching my stomach, Irene simply gave me a confused smile. “Did I say something?” You’re not having a seizure, are you?”

Her comment only made me laugh harder, and it took me a good minute to regain my composure. “We’re not…Sehun and I aren’t dating,” I managed to say through giggles.

“You’re not? Ah, that’s so embarrassing!” Irene cried, burying her face into the soft pillow beside her to stifle her own laughter.

“Wheeew, I can’t breathe,” I gasped just as Sehun returned with Irene’s box. Seeing his face, and the utter idea of Sehun and I dating set me off into another fit.

“Y/N’s broken, she won’t stop laughing!” Irene shrieked, hitting me repeatedly with the pillow and soon collapsing beside me. My ribs ached, cheeks stung, and I was gasping like a fish, but it was an amazing feeling. I’d never laughed so hard in my life - I didn’t want this moment to end.


18th April:

Irene ran a hand over her velvet skirt, smoothing it down for the hundredth time in the past minute. “Seriously, Ren, you’re going to ruin the material on your skirt if you keep rubbing it,” I stated, grabbing Irene’s hand and pulling it away from her clothes.

“I know, I know,” she sighed, giving me a half-hearted smile. “I’m just nervous.” I turned from my place on the bench to face her. We were waiting at the local bowling alley and Irene had been worried about this moment for the whole day. Sehun had suggested that we introduce Irene to Suho, Chanyeol, and Baekhyun, considering they basically lived at our apartment anyway.

“Nervous? Why?” I chuckled.

“You just talk about your friends all the time; they seem so cool.”

“Trust me,” I snorted loudly. “They are definitely not cool.”

And as if they’d heard me insult them, the three boys, along with Sehun, sauntered into the bowling alley. “Who’s the one on the left, Y/N?” Irene whispered furiously to me, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face.

“Uh, that’s Baekhyun. Why?” I replied, waving at my friends.

“Because he’s beautiful,” Irene gushed, clasping a hand over her mouth. The boys approached us and introduced themselves to Irene, and I suddenly felt rather queasy at the idea of her possibly having a crush on my friend, but I managed to ignore it.

“Okay, let’s get this game started then!” Chanyeol exclaimed, eliciting cheers from the rest of us. Suho went first, and to our utmost surprise he got a strike on his very first go. Baekhyun joked about leaving now since Suho had clearly won already, and then it was Sehun’ s turn. He released the bowling ball with such force, but still managed to get a gutterball. Twice.

We all booed at him as he sat down, an embarrassed smile covering his face. I knocked down a cool seven pins (I’d never been that great at ten-pin bowling anyway). Baekhyun got the same as me, and Chanyeol managed to knock down nine. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves - until Irene stood up to take her turn.

The first ball she bowled zoomed straight into the gutter so she turned around to face the boys. “I’m not very good at this, would someone be kind enough to help me?” She toyed her bottom lip with her teeth and batted her eyelids, shutting the boys up instantly, their joking insults towards each other style of bowling fading into nothing.

I narrowed my eyes at Irene suspiciously, trying to work out exactly what she was up to. Irene and I had been to this exact bowling alley a few weeks ago, and I remember I was groaning 95% of the time because Irene kept getting strikes. If she was so good at this, why was she pretending she wasn’t?

The boys shared a look quickly, silently deciding who would be the lucky one (A/N: wow that unintentional pun) to help Irene before Baekhyun stood up, wiping his palms on his jeans. I wasn’t all that surprised Baekhyun had been appointed the task by the boys’ silent jury - he’d sworn off dating after a bad breakup awhile ago, and I guess his friends just wanted him to get back out there again.

Irene giggled as Baekhyun stood behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and swung her arm backwards to bowl. Team Baekrene got a strike. Of course they did. Baekhyun gave me a small smile as he walked back to his seat, while Irene leaned into me as she sat back down, whispering something about how strong Baekhyun apparently was.

And it continued like this - Baekhyun would pull Irene close to him, helping her bowl even though she did not need his help at all, and Baekhyun would glance in my direction after he had, confusing and frustrating me at the same time.

“They make such a good couple,” Sehun commented to me, watching our friends basically feeling each other up adoringly.

“Yeah, they sure do,” I grumbled sarcastically. Sehun gave me a look of surprise before chuckling. “No way. No damn way. Y/N is jealous? Of Irene?”

“I’m not jealous!” I hissed back, but it was clear to both Sehun and I that I was blatantly lying. The truth was, I could feel my insides bubbling with envy every time Baekhyun flashed his bright smile at Irene, and I felt myself gagging when she giggled like an immature schoolgirl in response. Maybe I felt this way because Baekhyun was undoubtedly an incredibly beautiful human, no one could argue against that. Maybe it was because Irene had literally been in Seoul for two months and was getting more male attention than I had in my whole 22 years of living in Seoul. Or maybe it was because I’ d never had a proper boyfriend before despite my best efforts, and Baekhyun was the only boy who’d ever really showed me any attention (he had a way of making me feel so special even though we weren’t dating). Maybe it was because Baekhyun’s flirting was the closest thing I’d had to a boyfriend, and yet all Irene had to do was bat her eyelids and Baekhyun was drooling all over her. Who knows.

I tried my best to focus on the game at hand, but trust me, it was very hard with Baekhyun and Irene so obviously flirting right beside me. That was Baekhyun and I’s thing (although we were never that conspicuous about it). Despite this, everyone else seemed to be having a good time - Suho was crowned Ten Pin Bowling King, while Irene and Baekhyun not-so-discernibly swapped numbers. Everyone left with smiles on their faces - which is all I cared about. No matter the reason behind those smiles.


13th May, 3:17PM:

“Y/N, have you been on Irene’s Facebook recently?” Sehun called as I entered our apartment; he was curled up under a blanket on the couch and was stuffing his face with buttery popcorn.

“You’re an animal,” I laughed, dropping my bag and jumping next to him on the couch. The Hangover was playing quietly on the television, although Sehun wasn’t paying it any attention. “Why, should I have been checking her Facebook?”

Sehun shifted and thrust his phone in my face, watching me expectantly. I had to steady his swaying hand to see that he had Irene’s Facebook open to one of her more recent statuses, posted yesterday evening.

‘He asked me out, I said yes! #feelingblessed #luckiestgirlalive #cutestcoupleever,’ the status read. Attached below it was a photo of the new couple;  Baekhyun’s lips were on Irene’s cheek, her eyes were scrunched up, and she had an adorable smile on her face. It was true, they were the cutest couple ever.

I felt a feeling stir inside me, an emotion that I couldn’t even begin to describe at the time but that, in hindsight, should have been a big warning sign for me to keep my distance. But I couldn’t see that at the time - all I could see was my two best friends being all lovey-dovey cute together. It was gross.

“Holy, look how many likes it’s got!” Sehun exclaimed, his eyes bulging out at the nearly 700 figure. “I’m not surprised,” I replied lowly. “Irene’s become so popular recently.” Sehun simply chuckled. “It’s not all bad: we’ve also become a lot popular too.”

It was true. Irene may have gained lots of friends, but I doubted she would ever want to replace Sehun and I as her best friends. She would often invite us out to all these different events with her new friends (most of whom were girls, which was awesome for me because I gained a lot more female friends). As well as meeting tons of new people (including two charismatic boys named Bambam and Taeyong who often studied with me at the library), my popularity had risen to extraordinary levels. I suddenly found myself being invited to all sorts of parties I’d never been able to even dream of attending before, and I had my own group of friends now that didn’t consist totally of Sehun’s friends. He was right; Irene’s sudden popularity wasn’t all bad.

Sehun and I had just settled down enough to focus on the movie playing when the front door clicked open and laughter poured into our apartment.

“-reaction was absolutely hilarious!” An unfamiliar voice roared, so I peered over Sehun’s shoulder and saw the voice belonged to one of Irene’s many friends. She was very pretty, and I recognised her from around university. I could tell her and Irene were close. I think her name was Willow? Or maybe it was Wanda? I forget some times.

“I know right! It was to die for. Thanks for the ride home, Wendy!” Irene said, hugging her friend before shutting the front door.

Ah, Wendy.

“Hey guys!” Irene greeted, although she barely looked our way before sauntering down the hallway to her room. I glanced at Sehun who shrugged, turning his attention back to the TV.


13th May, 4:56PM:

“Anyone home?” I questioned, banging my knuckles on Irene’s door loudly, causing the ajar door to swing open with a creak. Our movie had finished and we had expected Irene would have come out to tell us about her exciting news by now - but she hadn’t. So Sehun and I decided to investigate ourselves.

“Come in~” Irene sang out in response. She was spread out on her bed but repositioned herself so she was now sitting crosslegged. She was tapping away furiously at her phone, undoubtedly texting one of her close friends, and she was unable to stop a wide smile from covering her face.

“So…when were you going to tell us you and Baekhyun were dating?” Sehun asked excitedly, waving his phone in her face much like he had done with me. Her smile suddenly faded upon hearing Sehun’s question, which caught me off guard.

“Were you even going to tell us at all?” I gestured to the date the status had been posted; over 24 hours ago.

“Well, I mean yeah, eventually, but…” Irene started, but soon trailed off. She stared at us both before giving me a sympathetic smile. “But not straight away.”

“Not straight away?” Sehun repeated, furrowing his brows in confusion.

“Well, I probably would have told you, Sehun. But I might not have told Y/N straight away,” Irene stated bluntly. I stared at her in shock, and I’m pretty sure my jaw hit the floor. What did she mean by that? Weren’t we supposed to be best friends?

Irene must have noticed the upset look on my face because she quickly added, “only because I know how close you are to Baekhyun, and I didn’t want you to feel like I was stealing him away from you or anything.” Irene glanced down at her bedsheet sheepishly, and I could tell she was being honest but it still didn’t lessen the pain and embarrassment I felt.

And my deep blush must have gave me away because Sehun patted my hand and rushed on, “well, I know both Y/N and I are extremely happy for you two.” Irene smiled brightly and uttered her thanks, so Sehun continued. “By the way, don’t forget we’re going to the baseball game on Saturday night!”

I wasn’t a major sports fanatic, but Sehun had managed to score a few free tickets and thought it would be fun for the three of us to go together. “Oh, um, I can’t sorry,” Irene mumbled. Suddenly, her phone was very interesting to her again.

“You…can’t?” Sehun shot me a brief look that seemed to say ‘is this girl serious’, before turning his attention to our uncomfortable roommate. “Yeah, sorry. I think Nayeon is having a party that night. Sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.” Irene was doing an awful lot of apologising and had suddenly become the queen of avoiding eye contact.

“Oh, that’s okay then,” Sehun claimed, but I could tell he was hurt, if only slightly. Anyone could - his voice was barely above a whisper. “I think I have something to do now,” he added, retreating from the room and heading back to the lounge.

“Look, Y/N, I’m really sorry that I can’t come to the game with you guys anymore, but you need to understand we spend so much time together anyway!” Irene said, looking up and finally meeting my harsh gaze. She was apologising, but there was no hint of remorse in her eyes. She knew how much this game meant to Sehun, and she didn’t even care.

“Yeah, I know,” I replied sarcastically. “That’s what best friends do, generally.”


15th June:

I have no idea why I agreed to this. Absolutely no clue. You see, Irene invited me out for brunch with her at this cute little restaurant in the middle of Seoul; but conveniently forgot to tell me that it was actually a double date and she’d organised one of her friends to be my date.

So here I was, on a double date with Irene, Baekhyun, and some guy named Lee Jooheon. Jooheon seemed nice enough (and he was pretty attractive too), but I was so furious Irene had tricked me into going on this stupid double date that I couldn’t focus on anything he was saying.

“So yeah, as I was saying, Y/N hasn’t really had a boyfriend before, so you’d be her first!” Irene gushed, causing a hot blush to form on my face. I’d only been here for ten minutes and already I wished I could melt into the seat and never show my face anywhere ever again. However, I couldn’t do that.

“I don’t think he really needs to know that, Irene,” I hissed.

“Nonsense!” Irene laughed loudly, the sort of obnoxious sound a group of middle aged women would make when one of them tells a really terrible joke. I grumbled under my breath and noticed Baekhyun was watching me. He had a small smirk on his face and winked when I looked up. We sat across from each other in our little booth and this was definitely not the first time I’d caught him staring at me.

In fact, he managed to maintain eye contact even when Irene pressed herself up against him and placed a lazy kiss on his cheek. Every time Irene said something embarrassing about me, Baekhyun would nudge my foot with his own under the table and give me a small smile. At least someone else realised that what Irene was doing was humiliating.

“If you’ll excuse me, I just have to use the bathroom quickly,” Jooheon said, giving me a small smirk before escaping to the toilets. “Ah, I’ll go pay for the bill,” Baekhyun added, following Jooheon’s actions by giving us a small grin before departing. Irene gave him a big smile in response, but it quickly disappeared once he was out of earshot.

Leaning closer to me across the table, Irene growled, “do you think I’m stupid, Y/N?” She was so close to me that I could feel her breath hot on my cheek, and I pulled back quickly. “W-what? Why do you say that?”

“Do you think I don’t see the way you look at Baekhyun? The way you’ve been oogling at him this whole time? I’ve tried to set you up with a lovely guy, but you can’t keep your eyes off my boyfriend. I knew you were a threat, Y/N. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll back off.”

I could feel hot tears pricking at my eyes and I blinked rapidly, started at how cruel my supposed “best friend” was being. I desperately wanted to defend myself, but the lump in my throat made that near impossible. I could only hold Irene’s glare as her glossy lips curled up into a smirk.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” she whispered, just as both boys returned.

“Sweet, everything is paid for,” Baekhyun smiled. He glanced between Irene and I and rushed to add, “is everything alright?”

“Yeah, Baekhyunnie. Nothing’s wrong.”


26th July:

Ah yes. Possibly the absolute worst day of my life. Well, more like the day my perfect life crumbled and shit hit the fan.

Jooheon and I had swapped numbers after our nightmare of a double date, and we’d stayed in contact even though I explained I wasn’t interested in dating him (he was so sweet about it too, bless!). The other day, Jooheon had invited Irene and I to a party his friend Wonho was hosting. But since Irene hadn’t really talked to me since she accused me of trying to steal her boyfriend, I didn’t tell her about our invitation (I figured she would find out about the party eventually away), and took Sehun with me instead.

Everything seemed to be going fine; Irene turned up with Baekhyun as I had predicted would happen. It was only as the night progressed that I started to experience a harrowing, constant feeling in my chest. It was hard to describe what it was or pinpoint why I was suddenly feeling this way, but I instantly knew something hugely terrible was going to happen. Ironically, I think I felt this way because of how untroubled everyone else was.

Alcohol was definitely, 100% flowing at this party. Every room I entered held a least one large group of drunk friends, laughing and yelling louder than I would have considered acceptable in my own apartment. I guess this Wonho guy was a lot more lenient than I was. Or he just didn’t give a shit.

Now, I’d never been much of a drinker (the agonizing hangovers then next morning were more than enough to stop me drinking too much, usually) but tonight was different. Maybe I drunk to try to sooth the pain in my chest, or to lessen the effect the howling screams of drunkards had on my newly formed headache.

“I’m just going to go…somewhere,” I slurred, hitting Sehun hard on his back.

“Make good choices!” Sehun grinned as he turned to face me.

Oh, the irony!

I gulped back another cup of alcohol (I’m not too sure what it actually was, it tasted like vodka mixed with something else but I couldn’t be too sure what. By this time I didn’t really care what was in it anyway - I was far too wasted to be wary about such a small thing) and stumbled into the closest room: a second lounge.

Music was blasting from the stereo in the corner, and there was a group of rowdy younger boys surrounding a pool table. I started heading in their direction for god knows why, but someone intercepted me first.

“Y/N, just the girl I wanted to see!” Baekhyun cheered, giving me an adorable lopsided smile.

“You wanted to see me?” I replied, giving Baekhyun a sceptical look. “Where’s Irene?”

He suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the lounge and down the hall. The unexpected skin-to-skin contact sent a rogue shiver down my spine and I tried to pull my hand away instinctively - Baekhyun’s vice-like grip prevented us from breaking contact.

“She’s passed out on a couch in some place or another. Girl cannot handle her alcohol,” Baekhyun chucked, throwing open the door of a bedroom and scowling when he found it was occupied already.

“Out,” he instructed, grip still firm on my hand, and the couple sucking each other’s faces off scurried out of the room as fast as their drunken bodies could manage. I couldn’t stop a gasp from escaping my lips when Baekhyun closed the door and slammed my body against it.

“What the hell?” I managed to puff, but my words faded into nothing when I noticed how close Baekhyun’s face was to mine. He was probably only a foot taller, but he seemed to tower over me as I shrunk back into the door. I was totally wasted, but I could still make out the different tones of brown in his irises that I’d never noticed before.

“I need you, Y/N,” Baekhyun confessed, his voice low and raspy. His breath was hot on my cheek, and I could smell the reeking stench of alcohol on it. Baekhyun was drunk too, but nowhere near as tipsy as myself.

“But you have Irene,” I mumbled, and I was sure he wouldn’t even be able to hear me. To be honest, I was surprised at how I managed to resist jumping his bones right there and then.

“I have Irene, but I want you.”

I managed to take one last peek at Baekhyun’s eyes before his lips crashed onto mine: his usually soft, warm eyes had completely darkened and he looked like a hungry predator eying up its prey.

After a minute of desperate kisses, Bakehyun suggested we go somewhere more private, so that’s what we did. He suggested that, since he wasn’t really allowed to be seen making out with a girl other than his girlfriend, I pretend I was too sick to stay at the party and he would say he suddenly remembered an assignment he had due tomorrow. And that’s how we managed our great escape.

I learned two things that night; the first was that lust is a crazy, bubbling cauldron of desire and need, and once you get a taste of it, it courses through your veins and takes control of every inch of your body - from your legs to your fingertips to your tongue and even your mind. It’s wanting what you can’t have, what you shouldn’t have, what you know is absolutely and utterly wrong to take, but being completely unable to stop yourself from taking it regardless.

The second thing I learned that night was that Irene was right: I was a real threat to her relationship.


31st July:

Okay, I lied. When I said July 26th was the worst day in my whole existence, I was lying.

Today was the day everything went downhill. I guess you could say I was standing on the top of a really tall building, creeping closer and closer to the edge: July 26th was what caused me to fall off the very tall building, the 31st is what I experienced just before I hit the ground.

July 31st started out like any other day. It was the middle of summer, and I remember thinking it would be nice if my apartment had a pool. I’d been very good at keeping Baekhyun and I’s one night stand a secret, and I’d made Bakehyun promise he would never tell a soul, especially Irene, for obvious reasons.

In fact, I’d even seen the two together in the wake of our hookup: they looked as happy as could be and as much as it pained me to see them being all cute together, it was so much better than having Irene find out what had happened.

That day I had both my courses (a photography course and an English language course) which meant I had to walk almost literally from one side of campus to the other. Usually I didn’t have a problem with this (it’s a hassle, that’s all) but today seemed different.

I noticed that whenever I glanced in boys’ directions they would stare back with a glint of hunger in their eyes, and when I made eye contact with a group of girls they all glared daggers at me. Synchronised scowling. If I hadn’t been feeling so self conscious, I probably would have laughed.

It was only when I walked past the girls that I realised why they felt so compelled to stare: “See, that’s the girl who slept with Irene’s boyfriend,” one of the girls stated, pointing straight at me. I recognised her as one of Irene’s friends but I didn’t know her name. “She’s not even that pretty,” another girl added as I rushed past them.

At first I thought I was hallucinating. There was no way anyone knew about Baekhyun and I, right?

I was wrong. I managed to make it to my English class without anymore trouble, albeit the usual stares. I was just settling into my normal seat when two boys in front of me turned around. I recognised them as Vernon and Seungkwan - I was on good terms with the both of them as I often let them copy my answers.

“So, Y/N, is it true that you had sex with Baekhyun?” Seungkwan blurted out.

“You can’t just ask that, Seungkwan!” Vernon chuckled, but still looked at me expectantly.

“Oh, I am terribly sorry. Y/N, oh kind, wise, answer-sharing Y/N, is it true that you may have had sexual relations with the handsome Byun Baekhyun?” Seungkwan said in a posh voice. By now, a lot of the class was looking at us. My heart dropped.

“It’s not true,” I uttered, just loud enough for the two boys to hear.

“It’s what?” Vernon questioned, leaning closer.

“I-I need to go.” I packed my bag quickly and left the class as fast as I possibly could - there was no way I was staying in there to play a whole hour of Twenty Questions.

As I was heading home, I felt a mix of emotions. It was hard to pinpoint just one. I felt confused because I had no idea how everyone had found out, but at the same time I felt absolutely devastated because I knew exactly who had told them (it certainly wasn’t me, I hadn’t even told Sehun), and then I felt a wave of sadness that Baekhyun, someone who up until recently I considered a good friend, could share something so intimate.

When I got home, all I wanted to do was crawl up into my bed and sleep the remainder of the day away, but that’s not what happened. The door to our apartment was wide open and boxes sat outside it innocently - I could instantly tell that something was wrong.

“Y/N, I have absolutely no idea what’s going on,” Sehun stated when I walked into the living room. “I had literally just got home when all this started. She screamed at me for conspiring with and defending you?” He gestured to Irene’s room where the loud clatter of miscellaneous items landing on each other were coming from.

I stood near the doorway, the threat of having something thrown at me stopped me venturing further. Irene was angrily grabbing items off her desk, wall, and from her wardrobe, shoving them into cardboard boxes.

As if sensing my presence, Irene stopped her movements and snapped her head up, glaring right into my soul. She stood up and headed towards me with fire in her eyes, and I genuinely feared for my life. Stopping close to me, Irene stated, “You’re a bitch,” before slamming the door in my face.

“Y/N, what the hell was that about?” Sehun questioned when I remerged from the hallway. “ Are you okay?” The worried expression on Sehun’s features told me that he really did care about whether I was okay or not, but shame stopped me from confessing the sin I had committed. I really wanted to, but I just couldn’t.

“Yeah, Se. Nothing’s wrong.”


2nd August:

Remember when I said this past week was like I’d been pushed off a really tall building? Well, I finally hit the ground.

I spent most of the day at this cute little reserve near my apartment where I knew it was unlikely I would run into anyone I recognised. It seems that all I do now: run. Run away from my responsibilities. Run from my problems.

I was supposed to be meeting Suho and Chanyeol right now for lunch, but I couldn’t bear to face them. No doubt they would be bombarding my phone, which I’d left at home, but I was certain their texts would get lost among the numerous other notifications I had.

You see, a few days ago, people would tell me face to face what they thought about Baekhyun and I - which wasn’t the nicest feeling but I could handle it - but now they’d turned to social media to humiliate me, to call me degrading names where all my friends and family could see. So that’s why I was skipping lunch with Chanyeol and Suho, and ditching my classes for the day - I needed time away from it all, to think about how everything had gone oh so terribly wrong. I had no doubt my phone was buzzing away with hate - I seemed to be more popular now than I was before all this happened.

It was late afternoon when I finally decided to head back home. I was feeling just slightly more positive now that I’d thought about my situation and managed to come up with a mental game plan for my next moves.

That was, until I spotted a small van driving way from our apartment. Painted on the side in bright red letters were the words ‘Seoul Movers’. I bounded to the apartment, taking the stairs two at a time, and found a sombre looking Sehun starting at the blank television screen.

“Sehun?” I asked quietly, sliding up to the couch and staring at my friend.

“Irene’s gone. She moved out,” he monotonely replied. I knew this was going to happen; Irene packing boxes a few days ago and the moving truck were a dead give away, but I’d held on with false hope that Irene and I would be able to talk this situation out. Instead, Irene wouldn’t even make eye contact with me, let alone talk to me.

The last of the peaceful feeling I’d managed to hold onto from earlier today drained from my body completely and the reality of my situation fully hit me. Because of my stupid, stupid mistake, I’d managed to ruin a good relationship, my reputation, and I’d lost my best friend.

And as for Baekhyun, I didn’t even know where to start. I was so incredibly mad at him but it was still nowhere near as close to matching the anger I felt towards myself.

“Hey hey hey,” Sehun cooed, noticing the silent tears that were creeping down my cheeks. He stood up and wrapped me in his warm embrace. “It’s okay, silly.”

“No, it’s not. I’ve fucked everything up. I’m such a failure,” I wailed, burying my face into Sehun’s fluffy sweater. He didn’t say anything else, instead he hugged me tighter which I believe reassured me more than anything that he could have said would have.

We stood there for what felt like an eternity, and in that moment I realised I’d never felt more thankful for a single person that I did just then.


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99 Problems (10/10)

Summary : You are an agent that worked alongside the Avengers , with an unusually close friendship with Captain Rogers. What happened when he reveals his true feelings for you before you leave on an undercover mission?  By the time you return from the mission, you’ve missed the events of Civil War.  What happens when you come home and most of your friends are gone? And when they return?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Avengers x Reader.

Warnings: Swearing, SMUT, flirting, fluff, ( NSFW gifs ahead !;))

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                                                       Chapter 10

You don’t even get one foot onto Buckys floor before his lips are on yours again. He lifts you, carrying your through his floor to his room , dropping you on his bed with a bounce . He falls over you , resting his weight on his elbows as he continues kissing you .  You both are naked in within moments, clothes flung all over his room .   Bucky is placing kissing down your body , when he hits your wet heat, he licks  a line down your slit to your aching pussy . His tongue teases at your opening, making you grip onto his sheets .

“Bucky , plea-”

 You release a filthy moan as he dives right in . He thrusts his tongue in a few times, before moving to suck your clit into his mouth . He bring his finger into play, plunging it into you as his tongue laps at your folds.  You’re a whimpering mess, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. You feel the knot in your stomach about to break , but suddenly his mouth disappears.  He moves up your body, his lips locking with yours as his fingers start rapidly thrusting . You can taste yourself on his tongue, it makes you want him even more. You roll over on top of him, his hand leaving your heat to grip your waist. You grind yourself against his hard cock, soliciting moans from both of you .

You lift yourself, reaching down to grab his cock and tease your folds with it. You finally sink down on him, feeling the perfect burn of him stretching you .

“ Fuck doll, I don’t think ill ever get tired of how good you feel around me. ” he moans into your neck. You tilt his head, leaning down to kiss him as you begin slowly lifting yourself . You drop yourself back down, his tip hitting you perfectly as you do .  You speed up, bouncing yourself in his lap as he lays back, watching your chest bounce as you ride him .

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“ Fuck yourself on me baby , harder.“  You start slamming yourself down on him, as he start meeting your thrust with his own . His hands wander up your body , taking them in his hands so he can roughly squeeze them . You let out a loud moan at the feeling . His hands slide back down , holding onto your hips as he flips you onto your back .  His grip stays tight on your hips as he starts pounding into you , your back arches as he hits you from a new angle, inching closer towards your orgasm.

” Bucky please!“

His hips start to stutter, but his pace stays animalistic,

” Come on baby, I’m right behind-“

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He doesn’t get to finish his sentence, you topple into your orgasm and that triggers his .  You feel yourself clamp down around him, pulling him right along with you . You both moan out at the feeling of each others finish   . After a moment, he collapses on the bed beside you , his breathing as frantic as yours. He pulls you to him, your back pressing against his chest , you feel him nuzzle into your hair with a sigh .

I could get use to this.


  1 year later

 ” You have your own level for a damn reason ! No one wants to see this !“  Sam shouts . You scramble off of Buckys lap, nearly falling off the couch in the process. Your cheeks are bright pink from being caught making out like teenagers with your boyfriend .

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” Fuck off Sam . If you ever get a girl , youll be the same way .“ Bucky says as he tries to tug you back into his lap. You swat his hand away,

” Sorry Sammy.“

” You’re suppose to be out of the honeymoon phase by now ! What is wrong with you two!“

” Would you be able to keep your hands off her if she was your girlfriend?“ Bucky asks him

 Sam takes a second to think , a smirk forming on his face as he does. You can only imagine what Sam is picturing in his head right now,

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” Whatever youre thinking, stop it right now you perv!“  you say through your laughter .

He raises his hands in mock surrender, ” Hey , he planted the seed .“ he tries to justify . You roll your eyes as the two begin their usual cat fight .  Johnny enters the common room, walking right past Bucky and Sam to sit next to you .

” Do they ever stop? “  he asks, watching as the two continue yelling.

” Nope . I think they have a set time everyday for this. “ You roll your eyes when you think of how many times this last year you’ve sat in this very seat watching them to go at it.  You  continue watching, Bucky flicks Sam on the nose making you snort at how offended Sam gets . He dives at Bucky, both of them tumbling to the floor .  Oh for fucks sake.  

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You groan , moving  to separate the two . When Bucky rolls away from Sam , something falls from his pocket as they begin tumbling around the floor again.  As you get closer, you see its a tiny black box.  What in the - Your thoughts stop as you pick up the box & open  it .

” Y/n, don’t!“ Bucky yells, shoving Sam off him to launch himself at you . It was too late though , your eyes are glued to the beautiful diamond ring hidden inside the box.  Your eyes flicker to Buckys,

” Oh shit” Sam&Johnny say at the same time.

“ I-you - this isn’t how it was suppose to go !“ Bucky sighs . You’re still speechless and staring at him .

” Doll don’t freak out , “ he says, taking the box from your hand ,” lets just forget about this for-“
” Ask me.“  Your voice is barely above a whisper . Buckys face lights up at your words, he falls to one knee, holding the  box open infront of you .

” Y/n -“’

” YES. “

"Doll that’s not how this works.” he chuckles,

“ Place that damn ring on my Finger or I swear to God- ”

 He slides the ring on your finger, then pulls you into a kiss before you can finish the threat.  Applause and cheering erupts from behind you , the team gathered as soon as FRIDAY alerted them of you finding the ring.  Bucky pulls you to him,  flashing you a dazzling smile,

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“ I love you  y/n.”

“ I love yo-”

“ So , when’s the bachelor party!?” Johnny questions . You groan as you hear the words “tits” and “ strippers"  being thrown around between Tony and Johnny.  

” You sure you want this ? “

” Theres nothing I want more in this life Buck.“

” I wonder if we could get a she-hulk stripper!“ 

  You’ve got to be kidding me. 

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Anonymous asked:

I’d really love if you could do a Remus Lupin imagine where you are Lily’s bestfriend and she tries to set you up with Sirius but you actually like Remus and every time James and Lily try to get you and Sirius together Remus leaves because he hates the thought of you and Sirius together when he wants to be with you.

A/N: I hope this is okay, I don’t have time to proof-read right now. It’s day three of PEDID, or ‘Potter Every Day in December’, so please send in some aesthetic or writing requests if you’re interested. I have a lot of Remus ones but not many others :)

Description: Remus mis-interprets your friendship with Sirius and you are forced to confess your true feelings. Fluffy af.

Warnings: Jealousy

Word Count: 1,207


“Give him a shot, Y/N,” Pleaded James.

You rolled your eyes at Lily and her boyfriend. Not for the first time, they were trying to persuade you to go on a date with Sirius.

“He’s just my friend, you guys know that.” It was true. You and Sirius were close friends; you only came second to James, obviously. Lily and James shared a look. You didn’t understand why they were pushing it so much. Just then, Remus and Sirius rounded the corner and approaching you. As soon as they arrived, Lily turned on them,

“Y/N, Sirius has something to ask you.”
A look of utter bewilderment passed across his handsome features, but you weren’t even looking at him. Glancing at Remus, you noticed his brown hair looked even more dishevelled than usual. The sight had more of an effect on you than it should have done. He didn’t notice you watching him, he was too busy laughing at Sirius’ obvious confusion. James glared at Sirius and suddenly a look of realisation dawned on his face.

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Spells - A Hogwarts AU

Part 1

it’s illegal for fandoms to not have hogwarts aus I had to write one for miraculous

Fic title: Spells 
Part title: there is no part title bc I’m not really that creative so we’ll just call it One
Part: 1/?
Rating: T 
Fandom/s: Miraculous Ladybug, Harry Potter 
Pairings: *slams fist on table* you’ll have to wait and see 
Summary: houses! interact! with! each! other! Also arguing, Max Kante being as gay as ever, and tiny Alix has big temper.


“You’re a Slytherin. You can’t be friends with a Ravenclaw.”

If Marinette Dupain-Cheng was paid a dollar every time somebody said that sentence to her, she’d own a yacht. And a personal maid. 

“Okay, Chloe,” Marinette sighed, looking up from her homework. “Give me one good reason why.”
“She’s a Ravenclaw,” Chloe Bourgeois stressed, her legs swinging back and forth from her seat on the stone tabletop.
“Yeah, you’re from different houses,” Sabrina Raincomprix piped.
“Yeah… so?” Marinette put down her quill. “You have crush on that Hufflepuff guy. And he’s a Hufflepuff. A Hufflepuff! They’re the worst house!”
“Adrien doesn’t belong in Hufflepuff,” Chloe scoffed, sliding off the table and kneeling in front of Marinette.
“Well, the Sorting Hat said he w-”
“Shut up, Sabrina,” Marinette snapped.

“Hey!” Chloe’s eyes narrowed. “We’re all Slytherins here, Mari. We don’t get angry at each other. Well, we don’t get that angry.”
“Okay, sure, whatever,” Marinette rolled her eyes and looked back to her essay. “Just don’t tell me who I can and can’t be friends with. Alya’s a good person. Besides, Ravenclaws are the easiest to get along with.”
“She’s got a point,” Sabrina muttered.
“Hmph,” Chloe looked away, defeated.

“So have we agreed that it’s perfectly acceptable to be friends with Alya Cesaire?” Marinette cocked her head.
“I guess,” Chloe stood up.
“You should start this homework, too,” Marinette smirked. “Else you’ll never pass your O.W.Ls.”
“Gah!” Chloe stomped her foot. “I don’t want to write three pages about frickin’ Giant Wars!”
“Neither do I,” Marinette shook her head. “Here, come do it next to me, I’ll help.”
“Thanks,” Chloe snatched a quill and roll of parchment from her schoolbag and flopped down next to Marinette. “You’re a lifesaver.”
“You’re welcome,” Marinette watched as Sabrina scribbled down her essay on her own. “Just don’t ever tell me I can’t be friends with a Ravenclaw again.”

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anonymous asked:

Dear Archy, I graduated from architecture school and I have a paralyzing fear of applying for architecture positions and that my portfolio isn't good enough. I'm beginning to doubt myself more and wondering if the past five years was a mistake, which makes feel more embarrassed because I worked hard and sacrificed a lot to earn my degree. I feel stuck. Any advice?

Stop torturing yourself!

You have invested all this time and energy, your work convinced all the professors to give you a passing grade, you complied with all the requirements to earn a degree, how can you not be good enough? If you don’t feel your portfolio is the best ever you have two choices: either you stop comparing yourself to others or you improve it. What is it going to be? 

If you want an impartial opinion I would be willing to review your portfolio.

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Unexpected Bonds Chapter 8

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Chapter Eight

Amren sat at the large table in the House of Wind hotly tapping her feet. They had been in the middle of a meeting, discussing Elain’s imminent kidnapping, when Rhys flew over the edge and winnowed to cauldron knew where with a lunatic smile slapped on his face. As if dragging her here for this meeting wasn’t tedious enough on its own, he had left her here with Cassian and Nesta. The pair had twined themselves together in a flamboyant display of affection that made Amren want to vomit. It had been a century since they had discovered that they were mates and they still managed to repulse her. She watched them with pure distaste showing in her steely eyes as they groped and fondled each other in front of her, Nesta’s lilac chiffon gown rising dangerously high around her thigh.            
“Do you two ever stop?” She asked letting the revulsion drip into her every word.            
Cassian pulled away from his mate long enough to give Amren a lazy male smile before his lips found purchase on her neck again.
“You two are worse than rabid animals.”
“I never had you down as a prude” Nesta exclaimed laughing.
“I never had this down as a brothel either.” Amren retorted bluntly.
Cassian stiffened around Nesta, a snarl rising from deep within him. Amren snorted at the challenge that the sound issued, pleased that her words had hit them.
“You do have a house you know, with a bedroom.”
“Are you asking for an invitation to join us?” Cassian asked as the brief anger he felt subsided.  
Amren urged. “Disgusting male.”
Cassian bellowed and the tension in the room eased as Nesta casually slid from his lap looking flushed from the contact.

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Tom Holland Imagine: Beautiful Pt. 2

Pt. 1: http://sexy-stan.tumblr.com/post/157170782434/tom-holland-imagine-beautiful

Summary: After months of you and Tom denying the connection you felt after he spent the night cuddled up next to you in bed, you began tired of feeling lonely and agreed to go on a date with Harrison. Little did either you or Tom know, the date was all part of Harrison’s plan…

A/N: I didn’t really think about writing a part two until I got this idea so here ya go

Warnings: None

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Why am I doing this? He’s not the one I want.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I finished getting ready for my date with Harrison. I only agreed since Tom never made a move after the night we spent together.

I looked over at my bed and remembered how amazing it felt to be wrapped up in his strong arms.

Yes, Harrison was an amazing catch, but he would never be Tom.

There was a pit in the bottom of my stomach once I realized that me agreeing to go on this date ended all chances I had of being with Tom. And I also knew Harrison and I would never be able to make it work.

I heard the doorbell ring and felt sick to my stomach as I heard my mom greeting Harrison at the door.

“Y/N! Harrison’s here.” My mom called up.

I wiped the tear that fell from my eye and grabbed my purse before going down the stairs.

Harrison was waiting patiently with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“Uh, these are for you…” He awkwardly said as he handed me the flowers.

I thanked him and took them to the kitchen to put them in a vase.

And after that, we were off.

The car ride was filled with an awkward silence.

I hated this.

Harrison was my best friend and now I felt sick just from looking at him.

“Stop the car!” I yelled.

Harrison slammed the breaks and looked over at me with wide eyes.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?”

“I-I think I’m gonna be sick.”

I jumped out of the car and ran to the side of the road and began to breathe heavily.

“Jesus, Y/N!” Harrison said as he held my hair out of my face even though I hadn’t actually thrown up.

“What are we doing, Harrison?” I asked.

He looked at me with confused eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“Why did you ask me out? I know you don’t like me that way.”

“I– I was trying to get Tom to make a move…”

“What?”

“Ever since that night you two spent together, he hasn’t stopped talking about how in love he is with you. And I kept telling him to ask you out but he would make some excuse like that you would never say yes to him or that he wouldn’t want to put you through dating a celebrity or some other bullshit excuse.”

“Where is he now?”

“He’s at his house… or at the cafe I told him we were going to.”

“Take me to him. Please.”

“Of course.”

Harrison helped me back into the car. In a matter of minutes, we were parked outside an unfamiliar house.

I had never actually been to Tom’s house. We were always at either Harrison or I’s considering we lived next door to each other.

“Go on, Y/N. I know you love him too.”

I smiled at my best friend and got out of the car.

I walked up to the door and knocked. A few moments later a smaller version of Tom opened the door.

“Hello, can I help you?”

“I need to see Tom.”

“Oh… wait, how did you get this address? If you’re some crazy fan, I’ll call the police!”

“I’m Y/N, his friend and Harrison’s neighbor.” I said as I gestured to Harrison who was still waiting in his car.

“Oh… OH! You’re the girl Tom never shuts up about! Wait, aren’t you supposed to be dating Harrison? Isn’t that why Tom hasn’t left his room all day?”

“Alright, move.” I said as I pushed the boy out of the way.

“Second door to the right once you get upstairs! I’m Harry by the way!” He called after me.

I paused when I reached Tom’s door. I could hear sniffling coming from the other side which only made my heart break more. I lightly knocked.

“Harry, I said I want to be left alone today!” Tom’s voiced called.

I felt my heart crush as I could hear the sadness in his voice. I opened the door and saw him curled up on his bed staring at the wall.

“Harry! I sai- oh…”

I smiled softly at Tom as he realized I was not his younger brother.

“Hey, can I sit down?”

Tom nodded. I crossed the room and sat down in front of him on the bed. His eyes were red from crying and his curls were all over the place.

“C'mere.” I said as I pulled him to where his head was in my lap.

I ran my fingers through his soft curls as his hands held my other one.

“Aren’t you supposed to be with Harrison right now?”

“And why would I want to be with him when I could be with you?”

“D-Don’t you like him? I can see it on your face. He makes you laugh harder than I ever could. And you guys always cuddle on the couch and hang out like everyday…”

“Harrison is like my brother! I only said yes to him cause you wouldn’t ask me out, Tom. I’ve wanted to be with you since the second I laid my eyes on you. You were so… beautiful.”

By now, Tom was sitting up in front of me.

“I love you.” He blurted out.

His eyes went wide as he realized what he said.

“I-I’m so sorry, Y/N! Shit, I just ruined everything didn’t I… Jesus Christ, I’m such an id-”

I cut him off by crashing his lips onto mine.

“I love you, too you idiot.”

Tom smiled and pulled me back into him and began to kiss me again.

“Bout damn time.” We heard someone mumble.

Tom and I broke apart to see Harry and Harrison standing in the doorway. Harrison with a cocky smirk on his face.

“Yes, it is about damn time. And Harrison, you have 5 seconds to run for going after my girl.” Tom said.

Harrison’s smirk faded as his eyes went wide and he took off down the hallways, Tom hot on his heels.

“My boys.” I said as Harry and I laughed at Harrison’s pleas to get Tom to stop.

“the usual bouquet, mister do? a dozen white roses with plenty of baby’s breath, wrapped in organic waxed white laced paper?”

kyungsoo, who was staring blankly out of the shop window, turned to face the smiley florist and gave her a quick nod, before turning back to stare at nothingness.

his empty thoughts casually traveled to a faraway place where his heart is most times, and he cannot help controlling his smile. he had never met anyone who made him so happy, so sad, so angry and so in love before, until he met jongin.

for the past two years, they have been apart due to the unexpected changes but every month, kyungsoo promised to visit and spend time together. they loved doing simple activities together because they were true believers that quality time spent was far more important than the quantity.

today, it also happened to be jongin’s day of birth, which means it was an extra special day. kyungsoo had planned a small picnic basket with all of jongin’s favourite food that he had cooked on his own since morning. his mum had offered help but kyungsoo was adamant to make everything with his own two hands.

“miss, could you add an additional white rose to the dozen, and also add some colourful tiny flowers to the bouquet? today is slightly special and i want it to be colourful.”

the florist smiled sweetly, acknowledging the special request and quickly added a few stalks to the bunch in her hands. kyungsoo glanced at his watch and felt a little anxious, because he wanted to start his drive early, so that he will have more time with his beloved.

ten minutes later, and with a lovely bouquet in his hands, he dashed across the street where his car was parked, and carefully laid the flowers on the passenger seat. without wasting any more time, he started his two hours journey.

the weather was perfect for a picnic, he thought to himself as he parked as close to where he wanted to be. the sun was hiding behind some clouds and the wind was blowing softly, rustling the leaves on the trees around him.

he carefully reached for the bouquet and then the small picnic basket, which he placed on the floorboard of the passenger side to ensure nothing he packed will spill out of their packaging.

when he arrived at the his favourite spot, he placed the basket carefully on the ground, with the bouquet on top of it while he spread a plaid blanket beside it. he took off this shoes and pushed them aside, and then held the bouquet of flowers close to his nose as he inhaled the freshness scent of the beautiful flowers.

“jongin-ah, i requested for a special bouquet for you today because it is your date of birth, and i wanted to celebrate your colourful personality. thank you for adding colours to my monochrome life. here, smell them, they are fresh and they remind me of you. i also made some of your favourite food. i missed you so much, jongin. it has been two years since you left, but i don’t think i will ever stop missing you.”

as he placed the bouquet right at jongin’s final resting place, he felt his body jerked and trembled as he hid his face in the palms of his hands, letting out soft cries of sweet longing and everlasting love.

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Mc with kids from a previous s/o + Rfa and minor trio

Muy sorry for the wait hope this makes up for it and I am currently to followers away from a 100 and figured I would do my other half to the first post I put on here! I will be doing a hc post to celebrate once I get to 100 and if anyone else has any ideas for what else I could possibly do drop a comment~Love,Lainy

Saeran: He was just minding his own business and jumping through your window… He’d done absolutely nothing wrong!! So pls tell him why did he have to receive the total annihilation that was given to him by your children…??..(just how does a kid upgrade their Nerf to stun someone????) By the time he wakes Saeyoung has caught him and is currently spewing how sorry he is etc.(Saeran ignores him) It’s the first time that you guys meet but it certainly isn’t the last but you’re gonna have to wait a little bit for the true Saeran to come back from his unknown phase and when that time comes your life was made better just like his~


*When you meet him for the second time both you and ur babes are surprised because well…. Saeran is a completely different person and even if you only met him once, at one of the darkest points of his life you could tell almost instantly without a single word that he was slowly becoming the person he should be


*Your kid is extremely worried and it takes months for them to get over their weariness of Saeran, it would have been longer if it wasn’t for Saeran proving him wrong by saving you from mint eye (Rika) as soon as the threats are gone and Saeran is helping you with a minor injury you received your child has anime tears running down their face + hugs Saeran with all their might


*Helps you out so so much with litteraly everything and I believe that for no matter what Hc or scenario Saeran will love you no matter what situation your in or what you look like because you treat him with a kindness he’s never quite known before that he can’t even begin to ever judge you over your stuff when his past is so dark and tangled


*Isn’t good at comforting anyone so if your babes are sad he will

A.

Point it out to you so you can help because he feels like he literally will make everything worse

B.

give them a quick hug and leave HIS ice cream in hopes of making them feel better


*TBH he just gets hella attached to your family real quick and it doesn’t take long for him to get dragged into this adorable disaster along beside you


Saeyoung: Okay he knew everything about you before he met you in person. So he should have been expecting what was to come right? Yepp! For once he was ready he cleaned up his apartment (it wasn’t vanderwood I swear it lol (why the f*uck you lying!!) He has the whole place decked out in even more games junk food and it’s any kids dream come true your kids eyes are widened by the awesomeness of it all but they make it pretty clear that if the two of you are gonna be a thing Saeyoung’s gonna have to work for it~


*Low-key is the type parent who will always read to the ya kids every night and also helps with flashcards etc.


*Prank wars are no longer accepted into your house after the 🔥 instance y'all were lucky to have someone let ur fam stay at their home 😑 Saeran was not amused that he has to pay for Saeyoung’s + ur kids mistakes


*will help them learn a language that they show an interest in, he also tries to teach them computer skills but it doesn’t work out like they expected….

*also due to his shitty childhood makes up for it the best he can and is super lenient towards most things……


*Isn’t protective in the way that anyone will see but will cyberstalk almost everyone they meet even teachers friends etc

V:


Doesn’t say anything or show any giant reaction HE’S JUST LIKE “Mc your kid is so beautiful” and gushes about it for ten minutes. Proceeds to take pictures (even more than he taken of Zen) You’re just kind of like okay???  Once he thinks he has enough of just of your kawaii child he then wants pictures of the two of you together and I don’t think he ever really stops being amazed/in love with your little family.


*Your kids and him get along swimmingly and both parties get attached easily


*He always makes sure to not do every crappy thing his parents did to him because he knows how much it sucks to be treated that way…..


*Will ruffle your kids hair if they’re sad or discouraged (applies to you too)


*He’s the best advice giver and listener (except for himself😂)+ creative help to your kids teaches them photography and they are really good


*Will do literally anything and everything to protect you guys, unknown to you there isn’t anything he owns that isn’t going to your family in his will😭


Jumin:  He’s been wanting to put a ring on it anyways so a couple kids ain’t gonna change anything and he will try his hardest to be a good father figure but then his emotions get involved and yeah his love for your kiddos is equal to his love for you and Elizabeth 3rd your lives might as well have turned into a family sitcom but it’s still pretty great.


*Doesn’t spend time around people so yeah he’s gonna be awkward at first with ur kids and yea it has hella tension cus both your kids and Jumin think that the other hates them…… this is all resolved by Elizabeth 3rd and a game of Monopoly which is ironic to all of you that Jumin has never played it before


*FAMILY PICTURES ARE TAKEN BY V just imagine sweater pics lol


*Elizabeth 3rd is his prized friend, she’s got him through some tough stuff and he wishes he had her around as a child due to this he will literally let your kids get any pet as long as the animal is not dangerous and is loyal


*Won’t let anyone become spoiled/bratty and finally learns to work on that farm of his along with your smol babes it is so cute


*Also will tuck your kids into bed and when he makes a promise he will never let work get in the way or break it


Zen: Homeboy was ready for date night and date night  got cancelled cus ur baby-sitter for the night quit last minute so you texted Zen that it was probably best if you just waited a while anyways he doesn’t listen to it says fine shows up and didn’t know you had kids but accepts it because uno he ain’t a skwank and dos he loves you very very much


*The kids as soon as they see him are sort of in a trance with his beauty and are drawn in like moths to a flame but are also kind of hiding behind the bookshelf


*Zen has sort of the same reaction but is much more vocal about it and nearly cried with sparkling anime tears


*Opens up to your kids with tangled, spirit (the DreamWorks horse movie cus it’s my fav) and many Ghibli movies laughter is all around you and when you’re the only one who hasn’t fallen asleep on the couch, you know never felt a more purer and free moment


*Soon you fall asleep too and when you wake up Zen has already made everyone breakfast and was just about to come get you, it’s really nice and normal and simple but it brings tears to your eyes and you hope that things will stay like this for a while


*any problem with previous parent and he will be on their ass ready to fite and catching them outside


*Another poor child whose family is shit will never put the kids through that and will always be supportive


Jaehee:  Okay she is sort of prudish (like babe….morals am I right?) but she will definitely never be a total bitch about you having kids or never being married/divorcing ur previous s/o, she will understand the circumstances no matter what cus this is the 21st century and people should really get with the program~ Anyways she is considered by most to be extremely practical which she but she also is a fun loving mama bear who knows martial arts and will kick yo ass anyways let’s start the hcs before I get carried away🤗


*Is a little too worried about anything hasn’t dealt with kids much and even if seven acts like a kid you promise your kids are way better so she is grateful to find this information true and didn’t say anything but  finding your features in your kids faces was quite magical  


*Probably has been interested in cake decorating classes so your kids bday cakes are amazing and just really nice and thoughtful


*mama bear studied her ass off and was her own tiger mom but makes sure your kids don’t deal with that to such extremes and helps with studyblr worthy tips but will be there every step along the way if anyone is struggling


*The cafe can be family run and it’s just so frickin adorable your kids inspired Jaehee to make some kid inspired drinks and such so there is a little something for everyone at the cafe


*Makes sure everyone is healthy cus she doesn’t want to lose anyone and makes sure everyone has hella good health insurances etc

Yoosung:


*He’s shook but in a good way like he can’t even keep his grades up and you’re raising your kid/s?  Literally even if you think you're​ doing not the greatest job he’s literally so proud of you for juggling everything and just caring so much and it’s just amazing to him


*Everyone gets along good and me makes hella omaru rice and bento boxes for everyone


*Helps your kids with their h.w if they ask or need help but it may or may not be wrong in some of the more difficult subjects (aka math-_-_-_-)


*Fricken protective yandere with you or ur babes will never do anything that hurts you guys but who’s to say that assholes who can’t keep there mouths shut etc not be put in the hospital


*There is a civil war of Pokemon and Digimon happening in this family it amounts to only saltiness


*Plays games with your family and let’s them sit on his lap and may or may not let them win a few rounds

Vanderwood: Your life has always been a little complicated mess so even after being friends with Vanderwood for quite some time you didn’t really want to talk about your kids because reason number 1. They seem to prefer no messes or complicated situations. Reason number 2. was well… not a lot of people acted nicely about​ you having a kid or not being married so yeah, for the time being you were gonna keep it to yourself because you don’t want this treasured person of yours to think your a hoe. So after awhile of this Vanderwood comes over to your home doesn’t knock just sort of breaks in and they have their hands full of take out and some kids movies, despite their initial tsundere act their a hit with your kids and once vanderwood learned of your insecurities towards showing them your family they’re like “why???? I’m a grumpy spy and you’re worried about me judging you??? That’s the stupidest thing I have ever heard eat your take out”. This may seem not romantic at all but to you it was one of the sweetest things ever~

*Doesn’t want your kid to ever grow up or date #willprobablytrytokillthepoorbish


*Will be a pro at ponytails and every other hairstyle, your kids love it when Vanderwood does their hair! They have heart eyes all day~


*Is low-key your kids Sensei, teaches your kids survival, self defense and cleaning plus a bunch of other important things


*they are literally mini ninjas and not like saeyoungs weeby naruto wannabe kids, they will END you before you even realized what happened


*Vanderwood does have a very reserved and happy side and it’s reserved for you guys in your home away from everyone else due to Vanderwood’s profession and they sure as hell ain’t letting bitches hurt you guys they will kill and do everything in their power to keep your family safe and come home every time as well

Hi!! And aah…thank you so much :’)) Rarepair Anon..I’m afraid I’m just not familiar enough with Terushima’s character to feel like I can write him well, I’m sorry! I hope you’ll also enjoy some kurodai angst with a happy, sappy ending ❤  


Fighting with Daichi has always been fun. One of Kuroo’s favorite things to do, actually. Daichi will say something dry and witty, and Kuroo will twist his words just right so the other boy ends up flustered and usually threatening to punch Kuroo in the face. And then Kuroo will get so caught up in how good Daichi looks when he’s trying to be threatening while holding back a smile, that he forgets to tease him, Daichi temporarily gains the upper hand, and the cycle starts again.

(Daichi has never actually punched him, though he’s definitely looked like he wanted to. He’s also looked like he wants to kiss Kuroo, but that hasn’t happened yet either.)

It’s always been a game, lighthearted and playful, and it turns Kuroo’s stomach to something heavy and tight when that changes suddenly. When he learns what it feels like to actually fight with Daichi, and there’s nothing fun about it at all.

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