i got an ask a while back about my oc’s and I remembered I did little chibi heads of all my oc’s wayyy back, so I decided to collage the ones not of my ex-Yu oc’s together to have at least one picture of them online.
For those that don’t know the flags, from left to right:
Andorra, Azerbaijan, Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan
Faroe Islands, Greenland, Kyrgyzstan, Turkmenistan
wow so i have been MIA for literally 5eva idrk why (i think cause i started uni and decided i wanted to spend less time on tumblr and more in life (it’s not fully that but it also is))(look i’m back with being terrible at expressing myself and relying on excessive brackets) anyway the point is i am here now (but not back now) idk i didn’t really bring all of this to a close so i wanted to maybe hang out for a little bit longer/say goodbye/maybe rearrange my blog to something new (i could post my weird art who knows…)
the point is i might be no longer on tumblr soon but i missed being a spectator to the random parts of your lives ya’ll shared with me and so i am resurfacing to figure out my life (well resurfacing soon i am currently heading into exams tomorrow so maybe after that cause i get a month off)(ver-i excited)
also you probably didn’t want these disjointed and not fully fledged thoughts, but i thought you deserved an explanation on why i didn’t answer/respond/do anything for literally two months or whatever
i was just wishing happy birthday on facebook to this girl that my mom would babysit years ago. and my sister and i would always go over to play with her and her little sister.
i just looked at her profile and saw she’s from 1997 and she just turned 20
and im like holy duck
so playing with her when she was little (i mean i was only a couple years older and my mentality was/is still young so we played barbies together lol) would have been like playing with jungkook cuz theyre the same age LOL
Kaneki:*returns to RE* Wow, Touka has changed a lot. Not only fiscally, she looks more cheerful, calmer, she doesn’t look like if she’s angry all the time, she’s even more sociable and kind, she smiles more often and even laughs, she looks like a total different pers- Nishiki: Shitty Touka! Your asswhole brother broke another mug! Touka: I know that, you useless piece of shit! Kaneki: ( ◡‿◡ *)
I took yet another deep breath as I walked up the long, cobblestone path leading up to the towering black gates.
Once I approached them, they began to swing open before I had even reached up to touch them. I gasped at the sudden motion, which just made me realize how jittery I had become because of this.
I walked through the gates and up to the front doors, which were painted black, extremely tall, and each had a golden knocker.
I ran my hand through my hair and pulled down my dress a bit before knocking on one of the doors.
Almost instantly, the doors opened. Draco Malfoy, who wore a black suit and looked like he had worried a little too much about his hair, stood in the doorway and looked at me.
I grinned. “Hi.”
He returned the smile. “Hi.”
I stepped forward, and Draco put his right hand on the left side of my head as he pushed his lips onto mine for just a moment.
“Do I look okay?” I blurted. I was beyond nervous, and desperately wanted this to go well.
Draco smiled and said, “Yes, love, you look fine. Stop worrying about it, okay? They’re gonna love you.”
I sighed. “We’ll see.”
The Malfoys were known for being prejudiced, which already sickened me to the core. I had no idea how they would react if they found out the type of blood that flowed underneath my skin.
“Come on.” Draco said, holding his hand out to me. I threaded my sweaty fingers with his cold ones and stepped inside. The doors closed behind us.
I couldn’t help but look around in awe at the inside of the manor. It was huge, with high ceilings, chandeliers, and what I guessed was very expensive furniture.
“Oh my god.” I whispered. “You’re rich.”
Draco smiled and shook his head. “No, my parents are rich.”
“Well, they gotta die someday.” I whispered, half-joking.
He just laughed and led me down a darkened corridor. “They’re in the dining hall.”
I pushed my glasses an inch up my nose and followed Draco into a large room, containing a long, wooden table and dark maroon curtains hanging on the walls. Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy were seated at the end of the table and stood up when we entered.
“Hello.” Draco’s mother said. “You must be Y/N. We’re so delighted to meet you.”
I removed my hand from Draco’s to shake his mom’s hand, but she pulled me into a hug instead. Surprised, I hugged her back and then pulled away. She smelt of mahogany and vanilla.
“It’s really nice to meet you, Mrs. Malfoy.”
“Please, call me Narcissa.” she replied, and I smiled. “This is my husband, Lucius.”
I held my hand out and repeated myself, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Malfoy.” with a smile.
He looked reluctant to shake my hand, but proceed in doing so, along with a curt nod.
An awkward silence followed.
“You have a lovely home.” I said, trying to break the silence.
“Why, thank you, dear. Why don’t you come help me put the finishing touches on dinner, while the boys set the table?” Mrs. Malfoy said, gesturing to the door behind her.
“Oh, okay.” I said, an anxious twinge in my chest. I was not ready to be alone with one of Draco’s parents, but I didn’t really have a choice. I was also a little surprised that the Malfoys didn’t depend on magic and house elves to do everything.
I followed her into the kitchen.
– DRACO’S POINT OF VIEW –
I removed the placements from one of the cabinets and began to arrange them, when my father finally spoke.
“So that’s the Mudblood.” he stated so naturally, as if he were talking about the weather outside.
I could feel my blood pulsing through my veins. I had no clue how he knew that Y/N was muggle-born, but that didn’t even matter at this point.
“Please don’t call her that.” I said, not looking up at him.
“’Please’? My god, Draco. What has she done to my son?” he said, and I could tell without looking that his mouth was turned up slightly.
I swallowed my anger and said, “Nothing. I just… don’t use that word anymore. And I’d like it if you didn’t either.” I continued to set the table by myself, as my father just stood there and enjoyed making my skin crawl.
He chuckled, which just infuriated me even more. “Wow. She really has changed you.”
“No, she hasn’t.” I lied. She actually had, and definitely for the better. But I couldn’t admit that to my father. If he found out about my newly formed opinions on blood status, he’d disown me.
“So, is she?” he sneered.
I sighed. “Her parents are muggles, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“Okay.” he replied, coldly. “So she is a-”
He just stared at me and smirked, clearly amused.
– Y/N’S POINT OF VIEW –
Draco’s mother had assigned some small cooking task to me as she finished up something else. The kitchen had fallen silent for a while, until she finally spoke.
“How long have you and Draco been dating again?” she asked.
“Um… seven months.” I said after thinking back, because I had honestly lost track of time.
“Does he treat you well?” she said, and I could sense in her voice that she desperately wanted to hear a certain answer.
“Yes.” I said immediately, smiling. “He really does. Your son is… really good to me.”
I saw the relief wash over her face, and I saw Draco’s smile in hers. “I’m glad.” she said, squeezing my arm.
Dinner was fine, although I had a hunch Lucius didn’t like me very much. I tried to push that behind me and focus on Narcissa and Draco. My anxiety dulled as Draco sat at my side, offering me smiles and squeezing my right knee when I started to shake it subconsciously.
But, at one point, any hopes I had for pleasing Draco’s parents flew out the window.
Narcissa had just finished talking about Lucius’s job at the Ministry of Magic, when she asked me, “What about your parents? What do they do?”
I cleared my throat. “Well, my mom is a nurse-”
“At Saint Mungos?” Lucius intervened. The look on his face told me he already knew the answer to that question.
“No, at a muggle hospital.” I said, slowly, dreading what was going to happen next.
“Oh.” Mrs. Malfoy breathed. “Is she-”
“A muggle? Yes.” I said, proudly. “So is my dad, he’s a-”
“So you’re a Mudblood.” Lucius Malfoy spat before I could even say the word writer.
I opened my mouth and closed it again. I had no clue how to respond to that.
Draco sucked in a breath. “Father, don’t-”
“Don’t what, Draco? I deserve to know about the types of people you are… surrounding yourself with.” Lucius said, then turned to me. “And, I’m afraid I don’t approve. I don’t want your kind being associated with my son.”
That pushed me over the edge.
“My kind?” I retorted, bubbling with anger.
“Yes. Your kind.” he stated. “Mudbloods do not deserve - quite frankly - to be considered wizards and witches. Or, to attend such a nice school for learning magic.”
Narcissa looked shocked. “Lucius!” she exclaimed, appalled at her husband.
Before I knew it, I was firing back.
“Excuse me sir, but - quite frankly - my blood status does not make me any less of a wizard as you.”
Draco’s father looked amused, which just infuriated me further.
“I beg to differ-” he started, but I cut him off.
“Yeah, well, I beg to leave this loathsome conversation.” I said, abruptly standing up. I turned to Draco, who stared angrily at his father. “I’m sorry, Draco.” I said. His eyes met mine, and the anger quickly fell from his face, replaced by a look of shame.
Before he could say anything to me, Lucius turned to Draco and very sternly stated, “You will not be seeing this girl anymore, under any circumstances. Do you hear me?”
Draco sighed. “You can’t-”
I couldn’t help myself. “Well, that works out for me!” I yelled, not meaning it, but blinded by rage at Draco’s father. “I luckily will not be forced to cross paths with you, ever again.” I snapped, glaring at Lucius, who just stared back, no emotion in his face.
I turned and started to walk out of the dining hall. “Thanks for the lovely dinner, Mrs. Malfoy!” I called over my shoulder.
– DRACO’S POINT OF VIEW –
I stood up, the chair legs scraping the wooden floor behind me. I shot my father daggers with my eyes, as I had a very strong urge to leap across the table and punch him across the face. But, I had something more important to do.
“I can’t believe you.” I said coldly, and stormed out after Y/N.
I found her halfway down the walkway outside the front door, heading towards the gates. I called out her name, but she didn’t seem to hear me.
“Wait!” I yelled, and she finally whipped around to face me. I met her halfway down the path, the pebbles crunching beneath my feet being the only noise in the air as I made my way over to her.
“I’m sorry.” I said, ready to apologize for my father’s actions.
“No, I’m sorry.” Y/N said, meeting my eyes. “I really shouldn’t have talked to your dad like that.”
“Don’t apologize.” I replied. “He had it coming. He had no right to speak to you like that.” I pushed a loose strand of hair out of her face.
“I…” I started again, but decided against it.
“What?” she said, taking my hand in hers and fiddling with my fingers.
“I was going to say that I wish I had stepped in, but… you seemed to have it under control.” I said, smiling.
Y/N grinned as well, but that smile faded quickly. She looked down at the ground and said, “So, I guess we can’t see each other anymore.”
“Are you kidding me?” I said, causing her head to snap back up. “I’d never let my parents stop me from…”
The words died in my throat as I suddenly looked down at the spot where the mark was stamped forever onto my forearm. That was definitely my parents’ doing.
Y/N sensed what I was thinking and squeezed my hand, her palm cold against mine. I looked into her eyes, licked my lips, and softly said, “Nothing can keep me away from you, okay?”
She smiled and lifted her heels off the floor, leaning up to press her lips to mine. Her hand found its way to my neck and my hands dropped to her waist, pulling her closer. The cold air around us couldn’t compare to the warmth I felt in that moment, despite her cold hands pressed against my skin. After what felt like an eternity, she pulled away and whispered, “Okay.”
I glanced at her, back at the manor, then back at her face.
“Let’s get out of here.” I said, holding my hand out.
She took it.
i wrote this a while ago, and i’m not sure how i feel about it. i know this scenario has been written many times, so i hope i did it justice. i am planning on posting at least two more fics these next few days!!
also, to the anon that sent me a request earlier today: i am currently working with your idea & hope to have it posted this weekend!!!
Summary:Y/n mysterious moved back to her home town after staying away from years and she is not happy with it. As she tried to find some motivation to unpack her stuff, a piece of her past walks right in her apartment. Will their love rekindle? or is it too late?
Word count: 2825 words
Author’s note: Thank you for all that is reading this story and loving this story, I posted the first part just two days ago, on new years and It has already grown a lot more then I thought it would, so I am so so happy that it is growing so fast. thank you for the new followers I know it is only 18 followers but I love ever single one of them. I am opening a tag list for anyone that would like to continue following this story and I will love to just open a tag list for anyone that like my writing. I will also do request I would really write a fanfic on a lot of fandoms just ask and I will write it. Thank you so much for reading, and let’s get on with the story.
“So are you going to go to coffee with Barry?” Felicity asked as she spun around the chair that was finally put in its place. It took a while, but y/n and Felicity finally unpacked and settled in into y/n’s new place. And it’s been exactly a week since y/n has seen Barry, a week since Barry has invited her over for coffee, and exactly a week since y/n kissed Barry on the week.
y/n groaned as she put down the plate that she was cleaning. “I told you for the last time, Felicity, I don’t know if I want to do that. It’s like digging up the past that I do not want to touch.“ Felicity tilted her head, a twitch in her mouth made y/n think that she didn’t have much of a choice.
"You know generally I would give you a choice on the matter, but this time, I think you are just being silly.” Y/n threw her hands in the air in defense. “I’m not being silly Felicity, I just, I haven’t exactly forgiven him from the way we left things you know.” Y/n said, continuing on with the dishes.
“I mean can you blame me? I tried! I tried so hard to work with him, I tried to make amends by leaving him at prom.” Y/n sighed and started at the soapy water in the sink. “I didn’t want to leave things the way I did, I wanted to fix it, Felicity, I did, but, he wouldn’t let me.” Y/n slammed the cup she was washing on the drying tray.
“And no, all of a sudden, when I finally was close from moving on from that once mistake in my life that I regret the most, and he just waltz in my apartment like it was no big deal?” Y/n ranted, “I mean who does that!”
Felicity nodded her head again, “Barry’s changed, you have no idea. He is really trying to be the good guy.” Y/n scoffed. “Barry has always been the good guy Felicity, it’s just he made a lot of mistakes.” Y/n bit her lip. “ Some that I was not willing to forgive at the moment.” But just in that moment, there was a knock at y/n’s front door. She turned her head to the door, then back at Felicity, giving her the most venomous glare she has ever given her best friend. Felicity smiled.
“Well, now you have no choice.” She mused. Y/n looked at Felicity, “Please do not tell me you invited him over here!” Felicity gave her a mischievous look, “Fine, I did not invite him over.” Y/n let out a sigh of relief, a sigh that was a little too soon.
“I told him to pick you up here so you can have a coffee at Jitters.” Y/n groaned and ran her fingers through her messy hair. There is no way that she was anywhere close to ready to even leave the house, let alone go out for coffee. Felicity got up from the spinning chair.
“Don’t you dare over think this, I already planned ahead, so just march your little booty into that room of yours, slap on that pretty face of yours and shimmy into that outfit that I set up the outfit on the bed of yours.”
y/n’s eyebrow quirked up, “Shimmy?” Felicity shook her head and waved her hands around, “Don’t worry about my choice of words and get worried. I will distract Barry while you get ready.” Y/n continued to glare at Felicity but stomped her way over to her room anyways. She was for sure going to kill Felicity for the choice of clothes she picked out.
It took about 20 minutes for y/n to get ready, and she was hoping by the time that she finished, Barry would’ve gotten impatient and go away anyways, but y/n wasn’t that lucky.
“Felicity, I am going to kill you for the choice of top, I am seeing Barry not going to a strip-” She stopped when saw Barry in the living room. Barry was sitting comfortable on the couch, but when he took when the glance at Y/n walking down the hallway, he was compiled to get up, he shot up from the couch, almost floored from y/n’s appearance.
It was stunning, she was stunning. Barry always that y/n was beautiful, gorgeous even, but somehow after all these years, it’s like it amplified. He knew that everyone changes over the years, but it was at that moment when he realized that y/n really did change over the years. It rendered him speechless, his throat was actually dry from her beauty.
She looked at him shyly, she pursed her lips, biting her bottom lip as she stands uncomfortably underneath his stares. “Wow, y/n.” Was all that Barry was able to muster out. Y/n tried to hold in her blush, no one has looked at her like that in, well, Barry was the only one that looked at her like that. “Hi, Barry.” They stayed silent for a while, not sure who should make the next move, it was Felicity that broke the silence.
“Alright, you two crazy kids should be heading off to your date now.” Barry and y/n looked at each other, stuttering as they tried to protest. “It’s not a date.” Y/n said. “We’re just catching up.” Barry finished. Felicity gave both of them a knowing eye as she opens the door wide open.
“Whatever you say, all I know is that there are two cups of coffee calling your name down at Jitters, so you should hurry up before they get cold.” Y/n just laughed at her friend as she exited out of the apartment, Barry not falling too far behind her. The door was promptly shut behind them, startling the both of them. They both looked at each other and laughed on how odd this date was going, and it hasn’t even started.
“Well, I guess, after you.” Barry offered, gesturing his hand in front of him. y/n gave him a closed mouth smile, “Well what a gentleman.” Barry grinned at her, his dimples showing off the happiness that was seeded in his stomach. “Of course my lady.”
“Cookies are still your go-to food item huh Allen.” Y/n teased as she heard Barry’s order, “I will never change my mind about cookies y/l/n.” He shot back, handing the cashier the money for his order. “Do you still stand by your unhealthy diet of hamburger helpers?” He joked, “The disguising ones with the fake hot dogs in them? Congrats on not dying after high school, by the way, it’s still a mystery on how you survived off of that diet.” Y/n laughed, “No Barry, thankful for me that habit stayed in high school.”
Barry playfully clapped his hands, congrats her on her healthy life choice. “I am so very proud of you.” Y/n laughed and smiled. She was about to shoot back a playful banter, but the cashier caught her eye first.
“And what would you like Miss?” The cashier asked. Y/n was too busy talking to Barry that she didn’t take the time to even think about her order. She quickly scanned the menu board and blurted out the first drink that popped out to her.
“I’ll just have the Flash please.” Barry tried so hard to cover up his surprise, it caught him off guard and for a second he even forgot that there was a drink named after his superhero counterpart. The cashier grinned and rang up her order. Before y/n even got a chance to pull out her wallet to pay the employee, Barry slapped down a twenty dollar bill on the counter. “Keep the change,” Barry said. The cashier took the bill without a second thought and ran off to get their orders.
“You didn’t have to do that.” Y/n stated as she adjusted the purse hanging on her shoulder. Barry shrugged, “What kind of gentleman would I have been if I let you pay for it yourself?” Y/n just rolled her eyes. It didn’t take long for the employee to come back with two freshly prepared cups of coffee and a nice warm chocolate chip cookie.
“Here you go.” She announced, playing their order on the counter. “Have a nice day!” They both grabbed their drinks and headed outside. “Where to know Allen?” Y/n asked, taking a sip of the flash. Surprisingly, it was delicious, this might be her go-to drink for now on.
“I thought we can take a walk in the park for a couple of minutes.” He suggested, “You know, so we can catch up.” y/n nodded in agreement. “If you’re talking about the park that we used to go to as kids, I would love it. Lead the way.” Barry held out his arm for her to grab, and she gladly accepted it.
“Wow, the park has really changed huh?” Y/n noticed. Long gone was the wooden play set that made it feel like you were managing a pirate ship. It was now replaced with a carefully designed play set that looked like there was no way on getting hurt on it. It also looked like there was no way any kid could have fun on it.
“Yeah, they really child proofed it every since you left. It’s particularly a padded cell. God forbid anyone to get hurt on it.” Barry commented. y/n’s eyes lit up when she remember the time someone did indeed break something on this very spot. “Unlike the great Barry Allen who broke his leg. Guess they should have child proofed it then too.” She joked, lightly teasing him. Barry laughed and looked down at his feet in embarrassment. “And I was starting to hope you had forgotten about that.”
“There was no way I would forget something like that,” Y/n claimed, “ It was certainly a sight to see.”
“Hey, I’m sure I wasn’t the only seventeen-year-old who has broken their leg on a swing set.” Barry defended. Y/n hissed through her teeth, “Aren’t you, though?” Barry laughed again. “Well, you weren’t very helpful either! You couldn’t help but laugh it up when you were trying to quote on quote help me.”
Y/n tried not to spill her coffee through her fits of laughter, “I was trying to make you feel better and not think about the pain in your leg.” Barry rolled his eyes and bit his tongue on the corner of his mouth. “Oh, my hero.” Y/n slightly pushed him playfully. “But really. You were pretty great that day.” He commented, “You even managed to keep Joe and Iris calm, which is a miracle, to say the least.” Barry’s eyes trailed off as he thought about that moment. “You were always their favorite.” He stated his voice quieter that time.
They trailed off into silence after that, y/n can feel that the past was affecting them and she wasn’t sure how to handle it. She loved that she can still talk to Barry so comfortable after all these years, and thinking about the past was nostalgic, to say the least, but she couldn’t deny that it felt different.
Y/n almost forgot about the strange feeling that was growing in her stomach when she noticed they were walking down an all too familiar trail down into the forest. She grabbed Barry’s arm suddenly when she noticed the tree that they used to hang out around right in front of her. “Oh my god Barry.” She said, “Can that really be our dream?” She asked. Barry looked at what she was talked about, his grin almost wanting to jump out of his face when he notices that it was, in fact, their tree. “No way.” he breathed out, “I thought for sure that it would’ve been cut down by now.” Y/n smiled at it, she looked up at Barry, curiosity swimming in her eyes.
“Do you think it’s still there?” She asked. Barry shrugged, “There’s only one way to find out.” He suggested. He walked towards the tree, following off the trailing as he walked around it. There it was. Like a glowing symbol. Carved into the bark of the tree was their initials, encased in a heart. Barry laughed at how cheese they used to be.
“Wow.” Barry breathed out, “It’s still there.” Y/n looked at it and laughed, “What a cliche that is.” She joked. But it wasn’t a cliche, not to her at least. Not at the time, and certainly not know. She bit her lip as she was trying to form something to say, but she couldn’t. Looking at it now made her remember just how special that time in her life was. All the familiar feelings and the sting of rejecting came flooding back into her. She shook her head and looked away from it as if looking at it any longer will make her have an overflow of feelings.
Barry was feeling the exact same thing y/n was feeling, he knew he was stupid on pushing her away from the way he did back then. But looking at the carving on the wood now, just reminded him on how much he vowed to change what he had done. He just didn’t have a chance until now.
Y/n cleared her throat. “Well it was really nice catching up with you again Barry but-” But she was interrupted but a pair of soft, familiar, lips that pressed against hers. Her heart almost wanted to burst out as Barry kissed her suddenly, his large hands cradling her head.
He kissed her and the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek as their breaths mingled. She carded her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them and she could feel the beating of his heart against her chest.
And then, they pulled away. The kiss ending almost as fast as it started. y/n stammered as she tried to think about what she was going to say, but it was like his kissed as numbed her mind.
“I should probably get going.I should- I should probably get going.” she finished, her tone was breathless, almost like she forgot how to speak. She looked up at Barry’s welcoming, warm, ocean blue eyes. She smiled as his eyes captured hers. “But here is good.” Barry smiled as he leaned down to give her another kiss, but Cisco yet again has really bad timing. He mentally groaned his phone went crazy in his pant pocket.
“I am so sorry y/n.” He apologized, leaning away, even though every atom in his body wants nothing more but to get closer to her. “But I have to go. Work needs me.” And never until now has work been an inconvenience to him. Y/n’s eyes flicker down to the ground. She tried to hide her disappointment. “No, no I totally get it. Go, do your thing.” She said. Barry pursed his lips together until a brilliant plan popped into his brain. “Hey, Iris is having a dinner on Friday with a couple of friends of mind. You should come.” Y/n looked back at Barry.
“Really?” She asked, “Are you sure?” Barry nodded, he was more than sure. “Yeah, I would love for you to met my new friends and Iris and Joe have been dying to see you again after I mentioned you were back in town.” Y/n smiled wide as she nodded eagerly. She would want nothing more to see Iris again for sure.
He smiled as she agreed. “Alright, great, I will see you then I guess.” Y/n nodded again. She turned around to the direction of her home, only to realize she didn’t get any details. She turned back around to ask Barry where should she met him, but he was already gone. Her eyebrows knitted together.
That was weird. She thought to herself but thought nothing of it. It must’ve been important that he had to hurry. She shrugged and walked her merry little way back home. A new little hop in her step as she felt the happiness warm through her body.
EXO Reaction to their girlfriend starting to act differently after their breakup
“Hi could I have EXO reaction based on the song Hotline Bling by Drake? Where after a breakup Y/N starts acting differently (going out more, hanging around with different people, dressing differently) and what would EXO’s reaction be to seeing her like that? Thank you :)”
Xiumin: “What’s happened to Y/N nowadays?”
Suho: “I hope those people are taking good care of her, now that I can’t anymore”
Lay: “Wow, she has really changed”
Baekhyun: “I hope she’s not like this because of me..”
Chen: When he sees how much you’ve changed he starts missing you a bit
Chanyeol: He sees you in a club partying with a lot of other guys and gets jealous, but tries to keep calm.
D.O: “My jagi.. I mean Y/N is looking like she’s doing good on her own”
Kai: He sees that you’ve changed and he can’t look at you like that, because he can’t recognize you anymore.
Sehun: “Well, we’re not together anymore so she can do whatever she wants, even though I’m not over her”
@melaniealexandra2 Request: hey I was wondering if you could write a Thor one-shot, were he’s in Asgard and the reader is a princess from a other relem. They new each other since they were kids but the reader was ugly and plus sized. and now she’s hot, really hot. So they held a ball for them and when Thor sees her he can’t take his eyes of.
authors note: I adored this request so much
y/f/n- your fathers name
He couldn’t take his eyes off of me and it’s making me feel awkward. I have never been the type to want attention on me yet his eyes were on me the entire time I’ve been here. I’m guessing he still can’t believe I look like this, it’s been too long since I’ve last seen Thor. Growing up I wasn’t pretty or skinny like most girls in the kingdom my father ruled. I had horrible acne, wore glasses and was overweight. Even though my father was the king it did not stop the other kids from making fun of me. My father felt bad about it so when given the situation he would let me go with him to other relems. We mostly went to Asgard though because he was very good friends with King odin. I often played with Loki and Thor but unlike the kids they didn’t pay attention to my appearance.
Over time though I had developed a crush on Thor but sadly he was always surrounded by people. He would stop hanging out with me and started hanging out with his other friends. Since then I have lost weight, found a treatment for my acne and had my eyesight fixed. Although I don’t look like how I used to look I still get self conscious about my appearance. I start to panic when I see he’s coming my way.
“Who is she” I noticed a very attractive woman entering. She’s so gorgeous but I feel like I’ve met her before.
“Thats y/n Thor, don’t you remember her. You used to play together when you were younger” my mother replied. I can’t believe that’s y/n, the last time I saw her she did not look like this. I should go over there and say hello.
“Wow that’s y/n she sure has changed since childhood.” Loki replied before turning to look at me “Oh I see that look in your eye brother you fancy her, well I have a little new flash for you. She might not be interested in you” Loki said with a smug look on his face.
“And why is that?”
“Because brother, I remember specifically that once you started to hang out with those annoying friends of yours” Loki pointed at fandral, hogun, volstagg and lady Sif. “You completely ignored her. It was sad really especially since she had a massive crush on you.” I felt so horrible now, I never meant to hurt her by hanging out with my other friends. I must go up to her and apologize.
Oh no he’s coming my way, breath deeply y/n. I guess my crush never went away after all.
“Lady y/n it’s been so long, you look absolutely stunning.” Thor spoke and I swooned like I did when we were kids.
“Thank you Thor you look handsome as well, and yes it has been so long” I managed to speak without stuttering.
“Would you like to dace?”
“Of course” Thor took my hand and led me to the center of the ballroom and began to twirl me around.
“Lady y/n I would like to apologize for what I did when we were kids”.
“Would you mind telling me what you did?” I knew what he was talking about but I wanted him to confirm it.
“For not hanging to with you enough”
“It’s alright thor, the past is in the past” I smiled back it him.
“But still that doesn’t excuse the fact that I let our friendship slip away.” He rested his forehead against mine as we started to slow dance. “I truly am sorry”
“Thor look at me” Thor looked into my eyes"it really is ok" I reassured him as we kept dancing “You know I’ve always dreamt of this moment since we were kids but seeing as I looked the way I did. I never thought it would be possible.” I started to blush realizing I basically told him about my crush.
“All that matters is that it is happening now and I feel the same way as you lady y/n.” Thor started to stoke my cheek “May I kiss you”. I nodded my head yes and he pressed his lips onto mine. The younger me is jumping for joy as I kiss him back.
“Wow” I managed to say when we finally pulled away.
“Lady y/n I would be honored if you would agree to start a courtship with me. Of course I would ask your father for his blessing but would you agree to it”
“I would love too Thor” he pressed his lips onto mine again.
“It seams as though our kids are enjoying each others company.” I noticed my little girl and Thor dancing.
“So it seems. Shall we start planning their wedding” Odin replied with a chuckle as we witnessed Thor kissing my y/n.
“Haha So it seems, your boy needs to ask me for permission to start a courtship first though”
“Don’t worry he’s already thinking of what to say to you. He really likes her” Frigga smiled while hugging her husband. I’m just happy my little girl is truly happy
wow my life with my girl has changed a lot , she made realize all the good things about me i mean shit im still ugly tho lol but i know we go thru things but i just want you to know that your fucking brazy but i fucking love you girl you’re the one i want to nut in and raise a family with you . i can’t wait for you to move in whenever that is but we’ve been talking about it a lot and kids too. just to think that ive been a major fuck up since day one of my life and just a few months back you changed everything about me . i love you janette, your brazy but i love you , your b day coming up and i think i got something for you 😎 honestly i dont like typing hoe i feel bc i rather just tell you in person i love making you smile and laugh and i love your company! you can make me turn in such a soft ass guy in seconds cx i love you baby girl we have ao much memory and many more to come idk how ima handle a week without you bc if you haven’t noticed we spent every weekend together since my release from jail cx you had held it down to your the real mvp babes i honestly cant wait for us to be together everyday for the rest of our life
Alistair and Evelyn are childhood friends who are reunited after spending their college years apart. They have a special bond–a friendship that many in their inner circle say verges on the romantic. They claim there is nothing there; that all they are is best friends. As time passes, however, the two are suddenly faced with the realization that there is something more.
This is a remaster of The Way You Make Me Feel, originally published from May 2015-November 2015. There are some major edits and new scenes (some that are from side-stories) but the story (and slow-burn) is still the same.
Alistair struggles to watch her as she places the final box of belongings into the trunk of her car. It still doesn’t seem real that she is leaving. After spending the last ten years of his life with her—growing up together—he isn’t quite ready to let go. She turns to him after slamming the truck closed. He glances up but can’t lift his head to properly meet her gaze. Alistair knows he looks pathetic but he can’t force himself to smile even for her. She is leaving but all he wants is for her to stay.
“Puppy dog pouts won’t work on me,” she tries to tease him as she steps closer, and dips her head so he is forced to look her in the eye. “Alistair?”
He sighs and straightens but feels his heart sink even more as they embrace. He squeezes her tight to his chest, resting his chin on the top of her head as she holds him just as close. “What would make you stay?” Alistair mumbles into her hair. He knows his question is futile.
She doesn’t respond and he tries to pull away but she keeps him right were he was. Her eyes are glazed over with tears, expression straining to stay cheerful despite the situation. She shakes her head and wraps her arms around his neck, pressing on her toes so it is easier to press a kiss to his cheek.
“Wait for me,” she sighs against his ear and Alistair nods into the crook of her neck as they hug one last time. “Don’t grow up too fast or forget about me.”
“Perish the thought,” he attempts to inject some humor into his tone but his voice cracks and his own tears pool in the corners of his eyes. A few trickle over the edge and down his cheeks. “I’ll miss you Couscous.”
She pulls away from him with a soft smile. “I’ll miss you, Alibear.”
So I looked at Rino’s proflie and realized some things… She sure has been changing wow, like look at dat! My little wott growing up! haha so I’m going to take the time to update everyones profiles soon.
meeting again at a high school reunion au captain swan
She took a deep breath as she walked over the threshold and into the old gymnasium.
“God,” she sighed to herself as she looked to Ruby, her only remaining friend from high school and shook her head. “Why did I let you talk me into coming to this stupid thing?”
“Oh, relax, Em!” Ruby laughed as she shuffled to stand behind Emma and take hold of her shoulders, pushing her further into the room.
Emma relented, allowing her friend to guide her in as she kicked at one of the random balloons that was scattered on the hardwood floor of the gym. “Wow, this place hasn’t changed a bit, has it?” She remarked as she turned to look at Ruby, only to find that she’d already run off and was catching up with some people Emma didn’t recognize. With a sigh she turned her head toward the concession table and grabbed a cupcake, wiping the icing off on a napkin and throwing the wadded paper into a nearby trash can.
“Wow, I can’t believe you still do that. You know the icing is the best part, right?”