yes these are actual tears

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get to know me meme → [6/5] favourite male characters
↳ ryūgazaki rei
“I want to be like you, Nanase-senpai. I want that kind of freedom.”

- we finally got some teasers for season 4 of the flash

- candice won a saturn award y’all

- candice slayed that red carpet & we got pictures of her being a queen!!!

it’s been a blessed night, im sosososos proud of her, she rly deserved this !!!!

anonymous asked:

can we talk about how the other boys say "the four of us" when talking about one direction but louis says "the five of us" because it makes me want to die

Remember when it took Louis almost half a year to change his bio from



Remember when he said he was glad they’ve come to a point now where they can just be happy and proud for one another’s solo projects?

And I’ll tell you why; Louis has always and will always value Zayn’s presence and contribution in their band. He loves all of the boys, and helped push on as a unified foursome, but he has never erased Zayn from the equation. No matter how sad or upset he could have personally felt towards Zayn at times, he still has enough love and respect to not speak ill of Zayn. That very much counts for the character Louis has. He is humble and honest, upfront and fair. I don’t love Narriam any less for that, I can just appreciate Louis’ lovely soul all the more. I can appreciate how he values Zayn, past and present. The love that man has in his heart is pure and genuine; and I for one appreciate that so much.

This is the same Louis whose wonderful mom gave us the single-most important photo I’ll ever remember…

Even then, you could see the pride radiating off of Louis’ face. One Direction will always be this image, right here, for him.

That’s It (Kylo Ren x Reader Smut)

Warnings: This is shit, please don’t read. I liked Good Boy better. Semi-violent, dubious consent(??), glove kink. Fucking on top of dead peoples ashes? While grandpa vader watches? Orgasm delay/denial. Other stuff..

Word Count: A lot. 2.7K

A/N: Ok um shit i….  This is a thing i did, idk if anyone’s done this yet.. Why does this shit turn me on??? Why couldn’t I be normal? I’d like to apologize to jesus and my dad. Also, the fucking tub of ashes is in his Vader room bc that makes more sense than a random cell. 

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anonymous asked:

Can you do headcanons for how the rev set (plus Aaron) propose to you?

you bet ! i love proposals soooo,, let me know if this is what you wanted!

i’m sorry i took so long answering this one,, i was thinking about it and answering other stuff! 


  • alex does it in a very,,, wordy way
    • it’s just in his nature to have a lot to say,, so the way he conveys his feelings,, may or may not be a couple pages??
      • if you wrote it on paper
    • so after he finally gets the ring, he takes you to the park,,
      • his reason being, he loved the way you could actually see some stars at night,, 
      • and the fact that the sunset looked beautiful from there
    • and while you’re just talking as the sun sets
      • about anything and everything really;; the way the park looks, about his newest projects, how you feel about kids and puppies
    • he suddenly says, “i wanna marry you,”
      • he does it in the coolest way possible,, but as soon as he pulls out the ring,, he loses any cool he has
      • “i just think you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen; your eyes light up the night, your smile is brighter than the sun, you have the cutest mannerisms and i just,, i really love you. i love the way you talk, the way you smell, the way you walk,, and most of all, i’d love to see the way you walked down the aisle in a wedding dress, walking to me and,,,”
      • you have to stop him by saying yes and kissing him,
    • lord knows he would’ve kept going..


  • john’s idea of a perfect proposal was at the carnival
    • although he’s been fumbling with the box all day in his pocket,, he’s glad to see you were so happy to be at the carnival 
      • which only came around every once in a while
    • his nerves sort of dissipate once you get to the ride that he wants to ask you on
      • he’s kinda scared of heights,, and since it’s a ferris wheel,, well,,, you know
    • once you’re on there, he grips your hand and just lets you lean against his shoulder as the cart goes up
      • he’s actually kinda freaking out, but once he feels you grip his had a little,, he’s okay
    • for just a moment,, as customary, the ferris wheel stops and you can see the rest of the area
      • he of course brings you closer by wrapping his arm around your shoulder 
    • “you know,,” he comments after a small moment of silence, “as beautiful as this is,, you’re definitely the beautiful-est thing i’ve ever seen,,”
      • when he says it, he’s looking down,, so your eyes follow and you see him staring at a diamond engagement ring
      • “john…”
    • he’s smiling so big as he asks you if you’d marry him,, and once you say yes through your tears,, he gets so bubbly
      • like, he’s actually bouncing in his seat and smiling so wide his cheeks hurt
      • he’s also peppering your face and head with kisses so much that you don’t even notice the ferris wheel moving again
    • once you get off,, he just lifts you off the ground in the biggest hug he can manage,,,
      • he’s adorable,, and so so happy


  • hercules mulligan chooses to not propose with a ring,, but a dress
    • he spends a few weeks making this white dress
      • of which you can’t see until he’s close to finishing because reasons
    • when he finally lets you into see it, he asks your opinions on it,,
      • “i mean, i’d wear it,, but it is a wedding dress,,”
      • he then nods and smiles extremely widely, “i know. that’s why i’m asking.”
    • his hope that you catch on is soon replaced with joy because you caught on 
      • the stare you’re giving him is something he really wishes he could get on camera
        • it’s goddamn priceless
      • you then ask if this is what you think it is,, and he nods
    • you whispered yes and he just immediately went for it
      • he gripped your hips and pulled you as close as possible,,
      • his kiss took every bit of your breath away,, and you had to remind yourself to breathe because damn
    • then he picks you up bridal style and carries you to the bedroom,,
      • the entire time he’s laughing and smiling
        • that adorable gap is being shown off proudly by the big man
      • he really couldn’t believe you let him propose with a dress but 
        • you did and my god he’s grateful


  • laf decides to take it traditionally
    • which of course means taking you back to,, you guessed it,, france
      • he didn’t want to do it in paris,, “too cliché” as he dubbed it,,
      • so he took you to the house he inherited from his family out in the country
    • the sight was beautiful,, with all the rolling hills and such
    • and he waits a few days,, taking you out about town and showing you all the nice things in france
    • and then,, while you’re standing in the town square,, he drops down to one knee,,
      • when he pulls out the ring,, he doesn’t speak for a minute,,
      • he’s literally in tears and he doesn’t know why?? but 
        • when you start crying too,, he feels validated in a sense 
          • at least he doesn’t look like a baby
    • so he says all of these things in french,,
      • half of which you understand and half of which you don’t,,
    • then asks, “will you be mine for eternity?”
      • you only nod because words are difficult right now
      • then he slips the ring on your finger and pulls you in for a,, well,, deep kiss
        • it’s so passionate and loving,, my god it almost hurts
    • everyone that witnessed it starts clapping,,
      • then laf is laughing
        • and you’re laughing,,
          • and people are congratulating you two
      • you tell laf,, basically, that as thankful as you were for being able to be engaged,,
        • you hate crowds
    • he only kisses you and takes you back home,, all the while the two of you are smiling softly and constantly sharing soft kisses

bonus! aaron

  • aaron actually,, well,, he tried
    • he got dressed up,, real fancy
      • even had the ring tucked in his pocket
    • took you to a nice restaurant and made sure everything went right
    • but then,, he got,,
      • he got nervous,,
        • he thought you would reject him and walk out
        • or maybe you would tell him that the relationship wasn’t working anymore
        • or maybe you would just throw your food in his face
        • the possible outcomes were endless
      • so he just stuck the nice meal, paid for dinner,, and you went home
  • later that night, though,, he finally mustered up the courage
    • it was when you were lying in bed
      • the television was on, playing some show aaron couldn’t focus on because his heart was racing and his fingers were brushing over the velvet of the ring box underneath the covers
      • you were on his chest,, a smile on your face and your fingers tracing mindless patterns across his ribs
    • clearing his throat, he drug the ring box up his side,,
      • it was kind of a shock to his system,, letting him know that this was real, and it was happening
    • with everything he had in him, he whispered, “will you marry me?”
      • he literally could not get anything else out
        • the poor guy was so nervous he was practically shaking as he displayed the ring
          • he almost forgot to open the ring box
      • his eyes were scanning your face, searching for any reaction because,, my god,, he was terrified
    • you rose up and looked at the ring, then back at aaron, and whispered, “yes,”
      • you knew he was nervous
        • that’s why he didn’t give you a monologue
        • and that’s why he could only smile when he started slipping the ring out of the box
          • he dropped it because he was shaking so bad,, which emitted a giggle from you 
        • once he slipped it on your finger, he started crying
          • fear had gripped his heart that much
      • “oh my god,” and then “beat that alexander”
        • you were laughing hysterically at that point, burying your face in his chest and sniffling because you too were crying 
          • out of happiness of course

anonymous asked:

Hello! ^^ I was wondering if it'd be possible to request the RFA + V's reaction to a very bubbly and social MC who also can get sassy and not hesitate to drag someone in the snap of a finger if the wrong person messes with her?

See that girl,
watch that scene,
digging the Dragging Queen

Damn I live for requests like this! Sadly no Saeran though :(



♬ having been with Zen for a couple of years you’d gotten used to a lot of things

♬ you didn’t mind him having erotic scenes on screen

♬ you didn’t even blink an eye when he had to kiss someone

♬ you didn’t even mind when actresses flirted with him despite knowing he was very much taken

♬ the thing is you are very confident in your relationship, as Zen had the tendency to assure you of his love for you every single day

♬ he told you how much he loved your smile, how your eyes shone with joy every time

♬ told you how much he enjoyed your cheerfulness, your endless conversations at night about anything and the world

♬ above all, however, he enjoyed your honesty and confidence

♬ with you he never had to worry about jealousy or insecurities

♬ you supported him in his career no matter what, became part of it without trying to steal his thunder

♬ all in all, he was immensely grateful for you and let the media know as much as often as possible

♬ once he’d become a proper movie star there hadn’t been a single interview in which he didn’t swoon about you to the point you yourself had scolded him after

♬ this was to promote your new movie, not your relationship

♬ secretly you loved it though

♬ of course when being a star and dating a ‘commoner’ media just loved to go wild

♬ one mistake and you’d be torn down

♬ with the two of you, that never happened, until Echo Girl became involved again

♬ in an interview bringing up the events from a couple of years ago where she’d accused Zen of harassing her the girl became defensive and called you plain and nothing special

♬ now you didn’t mind per se, but Zen seemed pissed, so you figured you’d return the favour

♬ when asked about Echo Girl’s words you’d merely replied that you might be plain, but at last you weren’t a plain ass bitch, like her

♬ you added that if she’d focus on improving her acting skills as much as her looks, Echo Girl would have won an Oscar ages ago

♬ and, that sadly make-up could only cover up ugly faces, not ugly personalities

♬ needless to say that Echo Girl did not mention you ever again

♬ Zen had given you a high five right then an there on the red carpet

♬ the picture had been all over the press for weeks and Zen had never been prouder


★ Yoosung had always been a rather bubbly person, so meeting you had seemed like a match made by heaven

★ not only did you understand his antics and enjoyed them, at the same time you also managed to reign him in somehow

★ him being a vet at such a young age, especially with his own clinic, was all because of you

★ even now it was you who prevented him from going crazy with all the work threatening to drown him

★ after work you always came to the vet, chatted with his assistant for a while before coming to meet him

★ it relaxed him every time, just to see you smile and talk about work or other, sillier things

★ whether the conversation be light or serious, he could have it all with you

★ in his mind, there was no space for any other women, really

★ which often resulted in him not even realizing that he was being approached

★ seeing as you were his first girlfriend and also his last, seeing as you were married for life, he’d never really learned how to flirt or realize he was being flirted with

★ you found it charming, somehow, his childlike naivety and innocence

★ that was until one particular women really started to get on your nerves

★ she was one of his ‘patients’ whose cat was constantly in need of help for one reason or the other

★ despite you sitting in the room right with him she never missed a chance to flirt

★ at some point her innuendo’s could hardly been called as much seeing as how blunt the woman had gotten from appointment to appointment

★ at some point, you just couldn’t take it anymore

★ you weren’t the possessive type, but Yoosung just wasn’t understanding it

★ which meant he also wasn’t doing anything to stop her from bluntly flirting with a married man in front of his goddamn wife

★ so after yet another half an hour of her flirting while he inspected her perfectly healthy cat, you’d snapped

★ you’d told her that the only pussy he’d be taking care of from that moment on would be yours, so she better take a couple of steps back

★ as well as stating that her kitties itch would not be scratched by this particular vet

★ she’d blushed, gathered her cat and fled the vet as quickly as humanly possible

★ you were quite sure that she wouldn’t be returning and frankly, you liked that though

★ Yoosung was pretty confused and slightly angry at first

★ but then you’d explained what had been going over his head the entire timed

★ he’d apologized for not noticing and once he’d finally understood just what you’d told the woman he’d found himself laughing in utter amusement

only you…


♨ between the two of you, you’d always been the more outspoken one

♨ it wasn’t like Jaehee didn’t have a personality or opinion, but working under Jumin and having had to censor herself for such a long time, had taken a toll on her

♨ most of the time, she kept her feelings to herself, always acted polite no matter what

♨ you were different, bubbly and like an open book

♨ the customers, whether regulars or new ones, seemed to love you

♨ you always had a smile on your lips, a joke or a witty joke to share

♨ despite the bite in your words, you never insulted anyone, somehow finding the balance

♨ you had that charm about you that lured people in

♨ it was something that Jaehee was extremely envious of

♨ as she watched you chat away with another pair of customers easily, Jaehee found herself sighing

♨ she was happy to have you by her side and work with you, but she just wished that she could be more like you sometimes

♨ that was when a customer came to the register, a man in his late forties or early fifties

♨ he told her his order and Jaehee gave him a court nod, turning to go and make the coffee

♨ when she returned he’d grabbed her wrist, looking straight at her, and told her that she’d look much prettier if she smiled for, as frowning aged a person

♨ it was utterly uncalled for and despite feeling hurt, Jaehee couldn’t make herself reply

♨ luckily, you didn’t seem to have that restraint at all

♨ you looked the man straight in the eye, eyes burning with anger as you forced a smile on your lips and told him that she’d lost her smile in the war against entitled men, thinking that their comments were in any way needed or appreciated

♨ adding that she had PTSD because of it

♨ when Jaehee looked at you she could tell that you were on a roll and probably had an entire rant prepared

♨ she stopped you then, worried about what some of the customers might think of you

♨ the man left with a huff after that

♨ you snorted as well, angry about such distasteful behaviour but neither of you mentioned it again until the end of the day

♨ once the last customer had left and the café was closed she pulled you into a surprising hug, burying her face in the crock of your neck

♨ the thank you was whispered quietly, so much so you you almost missed it yourself and yet the words were loud and clear


♛ getting to know someone in a chatroom wasn’t an easy feat

♛ much harder even, when the chatroom wasn’t private

♛ however, Jumin and you had made it work somehow

♛ he’d found you charming and supportive, highly understanding and loving

♛ even when you’d first come to his place, he’d been utterly smitten and so sure that he knew you

♛ however, once you actually start to spend more time with a person in real life, there are facets of their personality they couldn’t hide even if they tried

♛ during the whole debacle with Sarah and Glam, you’d been mostly quiet

♛ you’d voiced your concerns, but you hadn’t really spoken up

♛ that changed drastically, once the drama was over

♛ apparently, you weren’t all that shy after all

♛ quite the contrary, in fact

♛ once the shock was over, Jumin was surprised to find your rather sociable

♛ at the party you talked and bewitched all the guests and RFA members

♛ when the press started following you, being Jumin’s new and actual girlfriend, you acted very friendly and presentable, proving to be a good choice

♛ you even managed to make his father fall head over heels for you

♛ he’d constantly invite you to family dinners and the two would chat as if you’d known each other for years

♛ needless to say that Jumin was very pleased with being able to call you his own

♛ of course, you always managed to surprise him

♛ so when Sarah actually started talking to the press again, claiming to be pregnant with Jumin’s child, you didn’t hesitate to strike back this time

♛ you dragged that bitch through the mud

♛ you told the press that the only reason she was blown up wasn’t a child but her body trying to make way for her massive ego and ignorance

♛ or maybe she was just getting fat, now that she didn’t have the money to get her body fixed up with plastic surgery

♛ when Jumin had turned on the TV to that particular interview, he’d laughed like never in his life before, actual tears gathering in his eyes

♛ oh yes, he’d chosen a fierce one indeed

♛ and he loved it


☼ Living with Seven wasn’t always easy

☼ he was probably one of the few people that could manage to act entitled and arrogant while simultaneously wallowing in self pity and hating themselves

☼ you never quite knew what he would do and how he would react

☼ it certainly kept things interesting

☼ so did his quirky and peculiar personality

☼ he loved you for it as you loved him

☼ still, there was a certain need for the two of you to constantly trash each other, for some reason

☼ it was just so much fun to see a person usually so bubbly and talkative to be stunned to silence

☼ neither of you ever missed an opportunity to drag one another

☼ for example when he was being a smart-ass once again

☼   “Don’t you see how easy this? Come on…”
“Unless your name is Google, stop acting like you know everything, Saeyoung!”

☼ or when you were criticizing him for yet another thing he hadn’t done yet again

☼   “Seriously, Saeyoung? It’s not that hard!”
Please be patient. I’m fucking things up as fast as I can.”

☼ you especially loved it when he criticized you for things you knew yourself you’d messed up

☼   “Is that supposed to be food? Cause it sure doesn’t look that way.”
And you pointing out the obvious is what, helpful?”

☼ you just loved to exchange those little jabs throughout the day for no other reason but jokes and giggles

☼ “You invent off buttons for everything you do, so where is yours?”

☼ “Your crazy it showing,  you might want to tuck it back in.”

☼ “No, you’re right, let’s do it the dumbest way possible because it’s easier for you.”

☼ Sometimes you were worried he’d take it personally, be hurt by your comments

☼ funnily enough, that never happened

☼ after about half an hour of radio silence and acting as if he was insulted usually ended with him coming to you, acting all grumpy but still cuddling up to you somehow

☼ he really reminded you of a cat that way

☼ one night you were lying next to one another, your eyes already heavy

☼ you were about to fall asleep when you heard him turn, felt his eyes focused on you

☼ “You being able to dish it out as well as taking it is probably the sexiest thing about you”

☼ he was an idiot, but at least he was your idiot and not somebody else’s


📷 when you’d told your parents that you’d finally met someone they’d insisted to meet the young man

📷 it had been such a long time since your last boyfriend and you weren’t getting any younger

📷 frankly, they’d almost given up hope for grandchildren over the last years

📷 you’d tried to ignore their attempts to match you up with someone, excusing their behaviour by reminding yourself that they were from a small village outside of town

📷 civilization had sort of brushed by them, in a way

📷 when you’d told V about it, he’d been ecstatic

📷 at this point you’d been together for a long time and yet he’d never met your family

📷 you suggesting that now was the time excited him, seeing as he saw it as the next logical step

📷 maybe you were finally ready to move forward as he’d been for a long time

📷 your open and honest nature had mesmerized him from the first day

📷 there was nothing you were shy of saying, you were outgoing and talkative

📷 you could strike a conversation just like that and captivate everyone around you

📷 that kind of energy and lightheartedness were exactly the things he needed in his life

📷 he’d expected your family to be similar to you and while they were, the other people in your home village weren’t quite as welcoming

📷 he could feel how tense and on edge you were, something he hadn’t experienced in a long time

📷 your parents were very friendly and he saw a lot of you in them, but they were also overly cautious around him, trying not to step on toes

📷 he ignored it for the better part but you seemed increasingly irritated

📷 that was when one of your neighbour came over for tea

📷 the first hour was fine, her talking about her family and swooning over how beautiful you’d gotten

📷 when she’d started to make some rather inappropriate and borderline hurtful comments about V and specifically his blindness, he’d been able to physically sense the anger coming from you

📷 then she’d actually asked you what you saw in him, why you hadn’t chosen someone more fitting

📷 V wasn’t sure whether the words had set you off, or the fact that she’d whispered them to you like some dirty secret, but you’d eventually ended up snapping at her

📷 not in an obviously rude way, which made your words seem even more brutal

📷 no, you’d smiled politely, words sweet as honey as you’d spoken

📷 you’d told the woman to take her aleve and go somewhere else to complain about how long she hadn’t had an orgasm, if ever, and how she was worried her husband was cheating on her with a woman that could be his daughter

📷 he’d been raised and drilled to be overly polite while you never held back

📷 he loved you so much for it, he couldn’t help but kiss you right then and there


As Long As You’ll Have Me

A/N: Here’s the fic I mentioned! It’s not as long as I thought it was going to be, but I’m glad with the outcome. I hope you enjoy it!

Author: @totallysupernaturaloneshots

Word Count: 1,867

Characters: God!Chuck x Reader, Sam, Dean, and a surprise guest.

Pairings: God!Chuck x Reader

Warnings: Angst, swearing, fluff. (No smut this time, sorry!)

Your name: submit What is this?

Summary: The reader comes face to face with Chuck after years of thinking he was gone forever, but that’s not the only familiar face she reunites with.

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emotionallyconflictedgenet  asked:

Okay so I love Klunk and have seen plenty of Klance and a few Hance posts, but no Heith (assuming that's the ship name) posts. I was wondering if you had any Keith x Hunk headcanons, or just Klunk headcanons in general. I love your writing by the way, keep it up!

omg thank you! i’m glad you like my fics <3

anyways, you have come to the right place for heith. feel free to peruse my tag for it here if you want to see the Good Content. now, headcanons you say? well, I do have a few >;3c

  • keith developed a crush on hunk first. hunk was always so nice to him, and they started hanging out more after their weblum adventure. with those two things combined, keith just figured that hunk had a crush on him. and the more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of hunk crushing on him and BAM suddenly he’s crushing on hunk in return (despite hunk not actually having a crush on him). 
  • keith really decides to start hanging out with hunk more (much to lance’s displeasure lol) because of that. he helps him train, he sits and watches when he’s doing mechanical-sciencey stuff, and sometimes he tries to help him cook. hunk, though a bit confused about what brought all this on, is just happy to find that keith is actually a pretty nice guy.
  • one day when it’s just the two of them hanging out, keith decides to go for it. hunk is mid-ramble about something or whatever, but is interrupted by keith suddenly smashing his lips down on his own. they hold it like that for a second and then pull away. keith is smiling, but he slowly frowns when he sees the shocked look on hunk’s face.
  • cue an awkward conversation later, keith finds out that hunk didn’t actually like him in that way. he’s a bit crushed and he kinda feels like he’s about to cry from embarrassment and heartbreak but before he can run away, hunk tells him that he’s not opposed to dating him or anything, it’s just he’s never thought about it. 
  • one thing leads to another and about a week later they’re going on a “date”, which is basically just private walk around the castle where they hold hands and try to do romantic stuff. the first one is awkward, but they agree to go on another. by the fifth “date” hunk finally kissed keith back, and by the sixth they started actually dating. 
  • the team was pretty supportive of their relationship, even lance. he did threaten to use his sharp-shooting skills to destroy keith if he ever did anything to hurt hunk, though, but everyone just laughed it off. well, everyone except keith who remembered how good of a marksman lance was.  
  • keith, surprisingly, is a really clingy boyfriend. everywhere they go, he is attached to hunk in some way. it’s either by holding his hand, by doing that couple hug-walk thing, or just casually leaning against him. hunk isn’t complaining.
  • they have a lot of sleepovers in each other’s rooms. the first few times they stayed up all night just talking and making out, but later they preferred just to cuddle in bed and watch each other as they fell asleep.
  • keith one time stole hunk’s shirt and wore it as a nightgown and hunk McDied™. keith tried to get hunk to wear his shirt too, and didn’t understand what he meant by “keith, babe, your shirt is too small for me” because it fit hunk fine as a cute crop-top.
  • keith one time charges into battle without much of a plan and nearly gives hunk a heart attack. the next time they’re alone they have a very serious and tearful talk about how, yes keith, people do actually care about you. 
  • they encourage each other to be better people. hunk inspires keith to be kinder and more compassionate, and to think before he acts. on the other hand, keith makes hunk want to be bolder, to not always over-think things, and to be more confident. they just build off of each other in the best way, and they’re so happy that they have each other as boyfriends.
Enchanted by Her

This was a request! Hope whoever put this in my ask is happy with the result! 

Plot: Harry simply cannot look away when he sees her whispering along to Pink Floyd.

Warnings: None. 

Pic isn’t mine. It makes me want to cuddle him so badly.

From the moment he saw her, he was drawn in. Everything about her had him instantly fascinated and in want for more, want for anything she would give him, no matter how small it would be. Gestures so simple like brushing her fingers through her hair, smiling or clenching her hands, seemed so magical to Harry he found it impossible to look away. His heart beat rapidly and his stomach fluttered. How was it possible for a woman to glow like that? Her hands were holding onto a vinyl record, her fingers clasping it so carefully as if she feared she’d break it otherwise and Harry watched with fascination how she read the back of the record.
He couldn’t quite catch what it was with her. He never normally felt such a pull to a woman, like he couldn’t leave the music store without having spoken to her. This girl… whoever she was, he had to hear her voice.
Harry brushed his fingers through his hair and frowned at her. She was standing by a different shelf now, one that was a bit closer to him and again she had picked up the headphones connected to one of the record players the music shop they were at offered, allowing the costumers to listen to the vinyls they were interested in. The woman held the headphones to her ears and Harry’s lips parted when he noticed how her eyes were shut, those kissable lips of her moving as she let herself be consumed by the music she was listening to. She drove him insane, had him under her spell and completely at her mercy.

Harry sighed and bit his tongue. He didn’t normally approach women he saw somewhere, always too afraid he’d come across as creepy, but he today he felt like he had to. Even though he was feeling very silly. This was a vintage music shop after all. You weren’t supposed to chat up women at a place like this and even if, what would he say?
She was still silently singing the words she seemingly knew by heart and now even began to slowly move her hips along to the music. Harry couldn’t hear what she was singing, but he knew the movements of her hips fit perfectly to the song’s rhythm.

Harry sighed. He knew he had to speak to her, he couldn’t leave this store without having heard her voice, at least once. Before his mind caught up with it, his feet already carried him towards her and before he knew it, his finger had tapped against her arm gently.

He suppressed the loud gasp about to leave his lips and instead forced himself to fake a relaxed smile, his eyes sparkling with excitement when she turned to face him.
Her beauty was breathtaking. His heart sped up. She had the brightest eyes Harry had ever seen and the softest looking skin, all he could to was imagine caressing it, kissing it even. Harry didn’t know her, but oh did he want to hold her body against his. The girl truly was overwhelming him. Harry truly felt enchanted by her.


Her voice was melodic, soft and kind. It send waves of warmth through his body, even his fingertips tingled.

“I’m Harry,” he spoke quietly. She’d confused him so, he had to take a moment to think if this really was his name, but once he was sure his words had actually made sense, he smiled.

The beautiful girl reciprocated the smile and held out her small hand. “I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you, Harry.”

“S'lovely to meet you, darling,” he hummed and took her hand in his, squeezing it gently. Their hands fit together so perfectly, he thought. Feeling her small palm against his own set him at ease.

Harry’s tummy fluttered once more when he noticed the flush of pink rushing to the girl’s cheeks when she looked at their fingers. She seemed as if she wasn’t used to having a guy chat her up. Harry wasn’t sure how he felt about that.

“What is it you were listening to?” Harry asked, his fingers still holding on to hers.

“Pink Floyd,” Y/N replied, gesturing to the vinyl with her free hand.

“Oh.” Harry let go of her and stepped closer so he could peek over her shoulder and onto the record. “I actually know that one. S'good.”

“It is,” Y/N agreed and smiled warmly. When her teeth sunk into her soft bottom lip, he felt like he was going to lose his mind. Could she possibly be any more adorable?

“Saw you whispering along to the song,” he continued, his hand now resting on the shelf so he could rest part of his weight on it. His body was now completely turned to Y/N, as he wanted to give her his full attention. He wanted her to be sure of his interest in her, if she wasn’t used to a guy chatting her up, he wanted to be certain she’d know of her attractiveness. Even if she ended up rejecting him, Harry liked the thought of encouraging her self confidence a little.

The redness in her cheeks increased and her eyes widened. “Oh no, that must have looked so weird.”

Harry chuckled to himself when he somehow couldn’t speak louder than in a tone just above a whisper. Something about this girl made him want to be softer, gentler, somehow like… her.

Y/N’s fingers played with each other and Harry hoped it was because she was nervous.

“Not at all,” Harry quickly reassured her, giving her a smirk, “I like seeing people caught up with something they love.”

“Oh really?” Y/N giggled, “Do you like to observe people then?”

“M'not that creepy, love,” Harry chuckled and cleared his throat, trying to get all of his courage together, “Just you. Couldn’t look away when I saw you today. You’re really beautiful.”

A nervous laugh fell from Y/N’s lips and she turned away, her cheeks now a deep shade of red. Harry even noticed her fingers shake a little.

“Oh, ehm. Thanks, Harry. That’s really nice of you to say.”

“Don’t be so shy,” Harry mumbled and reached out to take the vinyl from her trembling fingers.

“Sorry,” Y/N sighed with a smile and looked to her feet before hesitantly meeting Harry’s eyes again, “It’s just you’re…”

She trailed off and Harry’s heart sunk a little. He was just what? Her next words probably weren’t going to be good, her tone indicated it. Maybe she hated his music? Maybe she thought he was a pretentious asshole celebrity? Though Harry had always been a fan of Pink Floyd himself, his own music didn’t resemble it too much. Perhaps Y/N found his band too mainstream and not good enough. He’d understand. Hell, Harry felt like he wasn’t good enough for her himself, why wouldn’t she think so, too?

“’M what?” Harry mumbled, almost defeated.

Y/N shrugged and grinned shyly. “You’re really handsome. And I’m not used to guys coming up to me, so… I don’t know. You make me a little nervous.”

Harry smiled so widely at her words his dimples popped. He turned the record in his hand, momentarily looking at it before his attention was captured by the girl in front of him again.

“Let me propose a deal.”

Y/N’s eyes widened and she nodded, still smiling widely. “I’m listening.”

Harry chuckled.

“How about I buy you this record,” he began and winked at Y/N, making her raise her hand to her mouth to cover the laugh falling from her mouth, “and in return you agree to go out with me sometime?”

Her hand was still clasped over her lips and his mouth went dry when her eyes actually teared up. Please say yes, his head screamed at himself, please please please!
He had to see her again, had to know more about the girl in front of him and somehow, if he was lucky enough, manage to make her love him, because he could have sworn he already felt himself fall for her. His skin screamed to be touched by her, his ears yelled for him to make her speak again so he could hear her wonderful voice.

“What do you say?” Harry pressed on, “Do we have a deal? Pink Floyd in return of a dinner with me?”

“Couldn’t imagine anything better,” Y/N said quietly and smiled, before surprising both of them by stepping closer and onto her tip toes, reaching up so she could press a kiss to Harry’s cheek.  

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Rest of what I wrote can be found here:

lost and found xvi

bughead fanfiction - chapter sixteen - unbeta’d


“I knew I did from that first
moment we met. It was…not
love at first sight exactly, but 
familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it’s 
you. It’s going to be you. 
Game over.”
—Mhairi McFarlane

His father’s asleep on the couch when Jughead arrives home after dropping Veronica off at the airport. He shuts the door quietly and walks over to his dad’s side, grinning slightly at the two dinosaur stickers adorning his cheeks by what he assumes is Tobi’s doing.

He shuts the television off and debates whether to leave his dad as is, or wake him. Grabbing the throw blanket over the couch, Jughead drapes it over his dad’s form and quietly walks down the hall to the room he now shares with Betty.

She’s already in bed, Tobi curled up into her, and Jughead can’t help the feeling of completion he experiences at the sight of them.

The life he’d been living before Betty Cooper dropped back into it was nothing more than routine. He isn’t exactly a creature of socializing, nor is he the type of person to go out clubbing or bar hopping. He was content in staying home, eating takeout and watching whatever film caught his fancy that night. And then he’d sleep, wake up early, go to work, write, and repeat the process. Day in, and day out.

Now, he has something to come home to everyday—someone. Someones. 

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ksycolor  asked:

What do you think the best arc in Fairy Tail is? Like, the most decent one Mashima ever did.

The best arc is easily the Fantasia arc.

Yes, it does have some of the problems other arcs will present–Erza’s fight with Evergreen is bullshit in the extreme, and Freed’s brutal torture of and attempt to kill Elfman warrant rather more than the slap on the wrist he received. 

But those aside, this arc has a lot to give and keeps on giving.

The situation starts off disastrously in the very beginning, with all of the ladies turned to stone, and half of the powerful players lost as a result. What’s more, Natsu and Gajeel are prevented from leaving by the same barrier holding Makarov in, so they’re out of the fight too.

We get a good focus on Elfman as he tries to save his sister, and Gray’s loss to Bickslow doesn’t feel too cheap nor forced. This is also where the AlBis action takes off, with us getting to see that, when you remove the star players, not only does Fairy Tail still have some formidable people in its ranks, but they can be pretty deep as well. Hurt my heart when Alzack berated Freed for making him go through his friends to save Bisca. 

Not to mention the Thunder Legion are played as at their most powerful here. Every one of them feels like the dangerous foe we’ve come to expect from Fairy Tail, but in a much darker light. Freed’s powers in particular are just scary, and watching Mirajane come undone and break her two-year refrain from combat was amazing. Lucy and Leo defeating Bickslow was also pretty nice to watch.

Putting Evergreen to one side, Bickslow is taken out with an appropriate application of logic combined with well-timed force, despite presenting a seemingly unbeatable combo assault. Freed loses badly when he provokes Mirajane, and not for lack of trying when it comes to trying to take her out. We were hinted several times that Mirajane had that power within her, and it paid off. 

Which just leaves Laxus.

You guys don’t understand how beautiful Laxus vs. Everyone Else is. In sharp contrast to the Jellal boss fight at the end of the previous arc (which was rather underwhelming on a rewatch), Laxus’ fight is incredible. Nobody, not even Makarov, had any idea of just how utterly, monstrously powerful Laxus really was–he has every right to be confident in his ability to take over the guild by force. And despite his obsession with power, there’s hints that he’s pretty damn smart, too. Aside from planning that hijack and hostage situation, he also rounds off perfect answers to Erza’s remarks on battle, and happens to have mastered fucking Fairy Law, which was later revealed takes ten years. Mystogan, his only rival, doesn’t even manage to hurt him.

And Fairy Law was an excellent way to yank Laxus’ collar and make sure he didn’t cross that final moral event horizon. It was very powerful, because even though he was borderline insane and volatile and trying to shitkick everyone, he still didn’t have it in his heart to really kill his guildmates and hometown. 

I’ve also said that Natsu defeating him at the end of the arc is one of the only believable wins for Natsu, because Laxus pretty much defeated himself. He wasted massive reserves of energy casting Raging Bolt, Fairy Law, and Heavenward Halberd, and had nothing left while Natsu had just enough. Gajeel doesn’t let anyone think for a second that Natsu’s on par. 

And yes, the scenes at the end made me cry actual tears. They still do. 

I love the Fantasia arc. 


Friend visiting, sees this and sighs. “You’re so obsessed Joey…” Whereupon I stand up sharply, pointing menacingly towards the door. “Leave this household at once!

Cody Saintgnue
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A man that brings me to actual tears, and yes, I admit that I like to rather draw him as Brett, bc glowing eyeesss, uuuuhhh. ♥


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