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PAX East Confrontation

(A Darkiplier & Antisepticeye fic. Warning for some violence.)

It was around 3am and most of the con had quieted down. Guests retired to their hotel rooms to rest after a long exciting day. Seán lay next to Signe, still mostly awake. He was too excited to sleep. The panel had gone so well! He was giddy at everyone’s reactions to his video. He couldn’t wait to see Robin and high-five about it. He wanted to bounce up and down but didn’t risk waking his partner. The dark hotel room was suddenly lit from Seán’s phone. Though he hated checking his phone so often, he couldn’t help himself. He was too wired to ignore it, so he he gently rolled over and slid the phone under the covers so the light wouldn’t bother Signe. It was a text from Mark. It read:

“Hey Jack, you awake?” another text “Sorry, Seán. I’m still in the habit, haha.”

Seán replied “It’s okay. Yep i’m up! Today was awesome!”

“Hell yeah! Hey um, since your up do you mind meeting me to talk? I don’t want to wake anyone else but I need somebody.”

“Yeah okay, give me 5 minutes. Everything okay?”

“I’m okay. Um, i’ll meet you in stairway D, if that’s okay. I feel like walking. We can go to the balcony, it should be private at this hour.”

“Cool, see you.” Seán carefully left the bed and threw on some clothes. He grabbed his keycard and quietly shut the door. The hallway was colder than he expected, but he didn’t mind. He was too bouncy to mind the cold. At the end of the hall was the door to the stairs. Seán always liked the feeling of roaming a hotel at night. Hotels were inherently fun for some reason, and the empty halls felt a bit spooky but free. He entered the dark stairway and called, “Mark? You in here?”

Mark appeared from the shadows, wearing a smart suit. An odd change from his comfortable con-going clothes but Seán didn’t question it. Mark spoke, “Hi. Thanks for meeting me. So uh, you don’t mind climbing the stairs?”

“Nah, let’s go!”

Mark and Seán walked together in silence. After a flight, Seán asked, “So hey, what did you want to talk about?”

Mark said, “It can wait.” Something was off about his voice, but Seán decided to give Mark his space. Their footsteps echoed in the stairway. Seán found himself looking over his shoulder, suddenly feeling mildly unnerved that the stairs were so dark. The light looked funny in there. He glanced at Mark’s face and noticed how unsettling the shadows made it look. He laughed to himself nervously. “Hm?” Mark hummed.

“Ha, nothing. Too much coffee is messing with me, I think. Gonna drink more in a couple hours though,” Seán enthused. The two made it to the balcony.

The city was dark and so was the moon, offering no moonlight. Mark and Seán were barely silhouettes in the night. Seán ran to the edge of the balcony and marveled at the stars. “Okay I know I should be in bed but this is amazing!” he cheered.

Mark chuckled, “I knew you’d think so.” Mark joined Seán by his side. The two stood together, enjoying the quiet moment.

Seán sighed contentedly, and asked, “So what did you want to talk about?” It was then that Mark grabbed him from behind and threw him onto the ground. Before Seán could react, he was hit with a swift kick to the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

“Alright Anti, come on out,” Mark said, his voice weirdly deep and distorted.

Seán gasped and regained his breath, “Mark, what are you-”

Mark kicked him again. “You can’t hurt your host, but I can. If you want to keep his body, I suggest you take over.”

Seán was so confused. He’d never seen his friend violent like this before. He scrambled to his feet and made a run for it. “Mark I don’t know what this is but it isn’t funny!” Mark caught up to him, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and slamming him back to the ground. “Fuck!” Seán shouted, as his head hit the hard concrete floor of the roof. “Mark please!”

“I bet that hurt a lot. A few more of those and he’s gone, so come on out, glitch boy,” Mark said in a too-calm voice.

“Mark stop, you’re acting crazy!” Seán cried.

“Mark. I always hated that name. I mean Dark is pretty stupid too, but at least it separates me from him,” Mark, or rather, Dark, mused, holding Seán down. Seán struggled to push him off. Regaining focus, Dark struck Seán across the face and pulled his hair, “Come on, Anti, I don’t have all night.” Seán just stared up at him, bewildered. Dark breathed an impatient sigh and hit him again. Seán cried out weakly. His head was getting fuzzy. Another blow. His whole body jolted with the impact. His vision started to go. “Tick Tock,” Dark said, wiping the blood from Seán’s lips with a handkerchief. Seán just whimpered. Dark huffed impatiently and started to strangle him. Seán’s eyes rolled up into the back of his head, and just as he passed out, Dark released his hold. He stood up, adjusted his clothes, and began to drag Seán back towards the door to the stairs. “Next time I guess. You’re cutting it close though,” he said to the limp body.

After a moment of silence, the body started to glitch and fizzle. The sound of static sharply emanated. Dark smiled and let the body hit the ground. He backed up, eagerly awaiting Anti’s presence. The glitches grew more violent, and where bruises had appeared on Seán’s neck, now were self-inflicted gashes, gushing blood. Skin turned paler and hair faded into a washed-out, sickly mint green. The body twitched, and then, from it’s position laying on the floor, was at once standing up, albeit slumped.

“You…” came a garbled voice. The body lunged at Dark, who casually dodged, “You bastard, what the hell do you want?” Dark didn’t answer, he merely tipped up Anti’s chin to look into his bright eyes. Anti clenched his fists. “That was a dirty trick, even for you,” he said, hitting Dark’s hand away.

“Oh?” Dark feigned innocence. Anti hated his calm, inviting demeanor. He was cool-headed even during a beating. It was rare to see the facade crack and true wrath show through the veil.

“You used their bond lure him out here. That’s cruel,” Anti said.

“Oh no, did I betray little Seán’s trust? How awful. Can you imagine if I did something like that to an entire unsuspecting audience?” Dark said, with dry sarcasm.

“That’s different! Those people, they’re just faceless masses. They don’t know him. They chose to trust him ‘cause they think he’s funny and kind. Even cute,” Anti said, wrinkling his nose at the idea, “A five minute meet, greet and hug isn’t real trust. Seán and Mark are actually friends.”

“Are you upset that I hurt him, then?” Dark asked, raising his eyebrows.

Anti frowned. “What do I care? I’m just saying it’s cruel and unnecessary. There are easier ways to get my attention.”

“That’s rich coming from Mister Throat Slitter,” Dark gestured.

Anti gently touched the wound, feeling the warm blood on his fingertips. He felt a pang of something, but it couldn’t be guilt. He’d never admit Dark had a point “What do you want, anyway?”

“I’m not happy with your little stunt,” Dark said, turning his back to Anti.

Anti snickered, “Oh my god, all this to tell me you’re a jealous bitch? I could have figured that out on my own! Jesus, Dark, you’re fucking extra. Drama queen prick,” Anti clapped Dark on the back. Dark’s body flickered and suddenly he faced Anti again, catching his wrist. He gripped it too tightly. Anti was able to glitch to break away. “I’m fucking off to bed, dude,” Anti scoffed, turning to leave. He got a few steps before Dark teleported in front of him, and knocked him back with a punch to the face. “Fuck! So it’s like that? Okay i’ll throw down!” Anti said, rolling up his sleeves. He hated how pretentious Dark could be, but wouldn’t mind a fight. It could be fun.

“Now now, I just want to talk. I only hit you ‘cause I couldn’t let you leave so soon,” Dark chided.

“Oh really? Not ‘cause I pushed your buttons?” Anti taunted.

Dark smiled. “How long do you think they’ll love you for anyway? How long until they get tired of the novelty and just want their precious Seán safe and sound? They’re starting to figure it out, you know. That without their attention, you’ll fizzle and fade. Sure you’ll manage blips here and there, but after a while you won’t even have the energy for that”

“Are you kidding? You saw the panel, they love me! At the first hint of me they screamed and cheered. They can’t help themselves. I hurt Seán, badly, and they begged for more. They’ll never love him more than the spectacle,” Anti gloated.

“Spectacle,” Dark pondered. He ruffled Anti’s hair as if he were a child, “You know, that’s a great word to describe what you are.”

“Ugh don’t do that! Personal space. Fuck sake. What about you, huh? What happens when they get tired of you?”

Dark looked perplexed, then a look of realization hit him. “Oh my god. You think i’m like you. Tell me Anti, where do you think Mark’s body is?”

Anti tried to hide his confusion. “Well obviously it’s…it’s uh.”

“Probably asleep or taking a shit, that’s where it is,” Dark answered for Anti, who crinkled up his nose. Not the imagery he wanted to think about. “You see, I don’t share. This body’s mine. Mark can do what he wants, and whether the audience believes in me or not doesn’t matter. I’m not like you, Tinkerbell. I don’t need admiration to live, i’m well past that point. I just like it. What I don’t like is sharing the spotlight with you.”

Anti was dying to ask how Dark was able to manifest his own body, separate from Mark. He’d ask, but more annoyed with Dark’s arrogance. He scoffed, “well, it’s a little late for that, now, isn’t it?”

Dark flickered up to Anti and twisted his wrist behind his back. Anti tried to glitch away but Dark’s energy was overwhelming. Anti felt a rare twinge of panic. Dark had grown in power. “I’m going to ask nicely. Cut the antics, stay in the background, and i’ll play fair,” Dark said cooly, too close to Anti’s ear. Anti went to hit him with his free elbow but Dark caught him and twisted harder, forcing him to kneel. Any harder and the bone would break, which even for Anti would take some time to heal.

Anti was defiant nonetheless, “Or what?”

Dark grabbed Anti by his hair and made him bow his head, “Or i’ll make sure you don’t have a body to go back to.”


The next morning, Seán awoke and checked his phone. No new messages, nothing to report. On the way to the vendors section of PAX he saw Mark with his gang. Ethan and Tyler were dabbing at fans. Seán ran up to them. Mark caught his eye and went to meet him. “Oh hey Seán! Did you sleep okay? You look a little out of it.”

“Oh yeah, i’m probably getting the PAX plague. That’s what you get for hugging a jillion people!” Seán laughed, “Throat hurts like hell but it’s worth it! I gotta tell you though, I had this super weird dream. You were in it and you like, punched me in the face? Then the dream switched over to Resident Evil 7. Fucking bugs in my face and this time I could feel them!”

“Gross! Sorry for being a dream asshole. Can you make it to our panel today?”

“Yeah i’ll see you then!” Seán waved to the crew and trotted off. He glanced back at them one last time, and for a moment, he saw a second Mark in the distance. He shrugged it off as a cosplayer, and continued. He coughed, “Ugh. Stupid sore throat.”

anonymous asked:

Hi, do you have any good klance fanfics you could recommend??

I haven’t been reading many klance fics bc I’ve been reading a lot of yoi fics rip  but the ones I’ve read are: 

- What a Healing Pod Cant Repair
- Sweet Quiznak
- You’re so Sweet; Will you be Mine?
- Nightmares
- On Thin Ice
- Of Florists and Tennis Shoes
- My Youth is Yours
- Crossroads
- Camp Lake Altea 
- Dirty Laundry 
- Watercast
- Call Me Beep Me

If you guys have any recs feel free to reply to the post so others can see it as well!

anonymous asked:

Hi, Saori! I see you blog a lot about Sterek and I was wondering if you read fanfiction too? If yes, can you rec me some fics to read? If not, can you recommend a blog that you think recs good fics? I find your taste in Larry fics similar to mine and I was hoping you can do the same with Sterek as well. Thank you!

Oh boy, honestly I have no idea what to say, I’m just glad that not everybody’s fed up with my Sterek spams (probably a lot of people are but oh well) :D

First things first, you should check out @theofficialstereklibrary @wheredidhiseyebrowsgo @underappreciatedsterek @acountrygirlsfun @christinesficrecs @eternalsterekrecs and if you like Larry too then @nottooldforthisship recces  awesome stuff all the time, (her sterek fic rec tag is a blessing) (my fic rec page is kind of a mess, but you can find some there too)

As of my recs, I usually don’t do it cuz I’m always anxious I’ll rec something the other doesn’t like, but since you asked so nicely here are some of my faves:

The Undisclosed (109k) - For once the pack doesn’t panic when a new hunter arrives. The gleefully sadistic man has labelled himself a collector of all things rare in the supernatural world and wants one of the rarest creatures; a werefox. Content that the pack is safe, the wolves focus on why their human member is acting so strange, ignoring the fact that Stiles only started once learning who the man wanted…

I’ve read this like, how many times? Way too many to be healthy? Seems accurate. And I’m totally not re-reading it again, nope.

Baking My Way Into Your Heart (179k) - Derek is an uptight college student, all work and no play. His carefully scheduled life is thrown kilter when his regular barista is replaced with someone new.

This fic changed my life tbh.

As Luck Would Have It (I’m already smitten) (188k, WIP) - When Stiles meets his Dom for the first time, it’s nothing like the cutesy, lovey-dovey Subflicks he used to drag Scott to when they were thirteen. There’s no burst of sunshine when they collide, no sudden swell of violins when their eyes meet; only a really big dent in the front of his Jeep and a seriously pissed off Alpha glaring at him from the sidewalk.

When I see the e-mail I shut down and don’t even look up until I finished reading the update. It’s by far the most exciting fic I’ve read, and I read A LOT.

Do Not Go Gentle (108k, WIP) - Derek Hale, Beacon Hills Alpha, is thrown into a dark cell which already contains another captive.   Someone quite young.   Someone who’s clearly been badly treated.  Someone who cannot speak and who has a cruel collar around his neck.Derek is both a Dom and an Alpha.  What do you think he’ll do?

Same with this. Mondays can’t come fast enough. Dark, but worth it for me.

Home (160k, WIP) - January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death.The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

You can’t even imagine what this fic does to me. It’s everything.

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So @the-moon-loves-the-sea asked for an overheard confession and honestly I had such fun with this!

In which things are said, things are overheard, and John is a bit of a nutter.

I come to a stop on the thirteenth step to 221B. Sherlock is having an argument with someone and although I’d love to be able to pretend that I’m giving my friend some privacy, I’m really not. It’s just that steps fourteen through seventeen squeak abominably and unpredictably, and I’ve always been a bit of a nosy parker. I know this about myself, and I’ve accepted it. So step thirteen is the best place to stand, if I want to…okay, if you’re going to be like that, eavesdrop. Such a nasty little word, but on the other hand, I’ve found out some fairly interesting things through eavesdropping over the years, and it’s not like Sherlock’s never-

“You should tell him,” comes Mycroft voice, light and certain through the open door.

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Character: Grantaire

From: Les Miserables by Victor Hugo

Representation: LGBTQIA+, addiction, mental illness

Their Importance: Oh, Grantaire. Where to start with Grantaire? He’s a MLM, an addict, a sufferer of depression and in my heart the unquestionable winner of the Greatest Pre-20th Century Book Character (Who Appears In 20 Pages Or Less) Award.

So! A few paragraphs before we’re introduced to Grantaire we’re introduced to Enjolras, leader of the student revolutionaries and object of Grantaire’s affections. Hugo, god bless him, uses hundreds of words to tell us what the key deets are: Enjolras is HOT but SCARY and casts women aside with “astounding and terrible glance[s]”. Good to know!

Onto Grantaire. Take it away, Hugo:

However, this sceptic had one fanaticism. This fanaticism was neither a dogma, nor an idea, nor an art, nor a science; it was a man: Enjolras. Grantaire admired, loved, and venerated Enjolras.


There are men who seem to be born to be the reverse, the obverse, the wrong side. They are Pollux, Patrocles, Nisus, Eudamidas, Ephestion, Pechmeja. They only exist on condition that they are backed up with another man; their name is a sequel, and is only written preceded by the conjunction and; and their existence is not their own; it is the other side of an existence which is not theirs. Grantaire was one of these men. He was the obverse of Enjolras.

One might almost say that affinities begin with the letters of the alphabet. In the series O and P are inseparable. You can, at will, pronounce O and P or Orestes and Pylades.

Wondering who Orestes and Pylades are? These guys. Pay attention, that’ll be important later!

Anyway, for the next few chapters we get to know Grantaire even more. He’s very clearly an alcoholic (although the concept as we know it hadn’t really been invented back then) and also very clearly suffering from depression (ditto. Also, damn, does he talk about his depression the same way I think about mine.) Enjolras “disdains” him, largely because he can’t generally be trusted with simple tasks, and also because to be fair he can be a dick at times. But every time Grantaire looks at Enjolras it’s with “great gentleness” or something similar. IT’S SO SAD, BUT IT’S ABOUT TO GET SADDER.

Come the summer of 1832 the June Rebellion took place and seeing as Grantaire lives in a book literally called “the miserable” you can probably guess it doesn’t end well for him. BUT. Okay. As the student revolutionaries are taking their places at the barricades, Grantaire drinks so much he passes out, although not before Enjolras harshly tells him, “You are incapable of believing, of thinking, of willing, of living, and of dying.” (Woe.) So while Grantaire is out of it history takes its course and lovable revolutionary after lovable revolutionary is cut down until only Enjolras is left. BUT THEN:

The chapter where Enjolras and Grantaire die is called “Orestes Fasting [sober] and Pylades Drunk”. Enjolras is cornered in the room where Grantaire is waking up, about to be shot by a firing squad. Grantaire comes round and immediately realizes what’s happening. Let’s hear it, Hugo:

“Long live the Republic! I’m one of them.”

Grantaire had risen. The immense gleam of the whole combat which he had missed, and in which he had had no part, appeared in the brilliant glance of the transfigured drunken man.

He repeated: “Long live the Republic!” crossed the room with a firm stride and placed himself in front of the guns beside Enjolras.

“Finish both of us at one blow,” said he.

And turning gently to Enjolras, he said to him:

“Do you permit it?”

Enjolras pressed his hand with a smile.

This smile was not ended when the report resounded.

Anyway. Few things give me hope the same way Grantaire gives me hope.

I think he’s important largely because the force of his love for another man is what transforms him in the end, and gives him belief and power. It’s almost presented as something holy. Back in 1862! Well done, Victor Hugo. May you rest well in French Heaven.

Issues: Although many actors add their own longing looks etc to their Grantaires on stage (and George Blagden also did so in the 2012 movie) his story isn’t really included in the musical. Granted, this is probably because the average musical is only 165 minutes long.

Thank you to @sarah531 for the write up!

You are mine *smut*- John Shelby

Request// can I please have a John imagine, where you get jealous over something he says about another girl so you give him the silent treatment n he becomes really clingy and is begging you to talk to him. Thank you x

Request// Can you please do a John Shelby smut, where he is the dominant one? Where the reader teases him and he gets heavily frustrated. Thanks!!

*I love all the PB Boys but John is one of my favorites with his boyish charm❤️. Shoutout to @bonniebirdsgifcentre for the gif. Expect to see more of me on here, because it’s my Spring Break! Summer is not far away either so I will also be dedicating more time to writing after I finish exams. xoxox*


The weeks leading up to Tommy and Grace’s wedding had you questioning your own relationship with John. You admired his good looks and charm since you had been a young girl, but his comeliness was a double edged sword.The difficulty of beauty was when one knew they were beautiful.

It had happened multiple times, John flirting with other women of questionable decency, but the straw had finally broken the camel’s back right before the Shelby Wedding. You had decided to help Harry at the Garrison by picking up a couple shifts without telling John since you would most likely find him there anyways.

“How’s Y/N doing anyways,” you heard Arthur ask from inside the side room. You didn’t want to be sneaky and listen in on their conversation but it was hard to ignore as you swept and wiped down the counter.

“Fuckin’grouchy as  ever. Yelling in my ear from the time I get home to the time I leave again.” You had to hold back your disapproving grunt as you brows scrunched together. Of course John wouldn’t dar say any of that to your face, but he was all talk when he was ‘with the boys.’

“Thought you two been having problems, always arguing when you’re out together. All you need is a good fuck.”

“That’s the only thing I’ve not been getting from her. Maybe I’ll have to ask that new barmaid for some assistance,” he boasted. Your hands curled into fists and your body began to burn with anger. You knew the exact barmaid he was talking about and could grasp that she would be all too happy to ‘help’ John. You heard their chairs scrape the wood floors, knowing they’d be out there any moment.

“The blonde one?”

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Not Kidding?~ Montgomery De la Cruz

“Hey beautiful,” the school asshole and jock of Liberty high Montgomery said leaning up against the locker next to mine one morning which was out of character because you we never talk.
“What do you want Montgomery?” I ask suspiciously not bothering to look at him because I was to busy shoving books in my locker.
“Please a beautiful girl like yourself can call me Monty,” he said causing me to stop and look up at him, he had an oddly genuine smile on his face. “I was wondering if you would do me the honor of accompanying me to see a movie at the Crestmont,” he continued in a uncharacteristically proper way causing me to assume this is all just some stupid joke.
“Look if this is just some stupid joke just end it already because in not going to be used to amuse you and your airhead friends who can’t except people are all different. Me being bigger than all the skinny girls doesn’t make me any less than them so just go back to your friends and tell them it didn’t work,” I say ranting because the thought of him using me as a joke made my blood boil. It took me a while to become body positive and except how I was and I don’t plan on letting anyone ruin that. He just stared at me with a hurt expression on his face.
“Y/N it’s not like that I swear, I honestly really like you and I want to go on a date with you. Nobody put me up to this I just think you are absolutely beautiful and funny and smart and I wish I could call you mine and take you out,” He softly explained when he finally processed what I said before, but what he said completely took me by surprise. I couldn’t wrap my head around what he said because it was unreal. I’ll admit I didn’t have a crush on him but he was cute and I know deep down he probably isn’t a bad guy. Looking up at him I can see worry in his eyes though he is trying to hide it.
“Well then I would be honored to go on a date with you Monty,” I say smiling, “listen handsome I have to go but pick me up at seven,” I say closing my locker. Before I walk off to my class I lean up and kiss him on the cheek leaving him standing there stunned.


Happy lesbian visibility day!

(I love this filter a little too much probably)

Okay and encouraged to reblog!

{She/they, Toni, gay (obviously)}

[Image description: two pictures of me.

The first picture shows my smiling with
curled hair. I’m wearing a cherry-
coloured top with black words on it.
In the background you can see a desk
with a computer and some shelves.

The second picture shows me sitting in
my wheelchair, you can see the
headrest. I’m wearing a plaid shirt. Due to a snapchat filter I’m wearing black sunglasses and the whole picture is in sepia/black and white. You can see my hands as well, I’m wearing a brace one one of them. The background features some posters.

The caption reads:
Happy lesbian visibility day!

(I love this filter a little too much probably)

Okay and encouraged to reblog!

{She/they, Toni, gay (obviously)}]

anonymous asked:

hey babes can you rec me some blogs to follow?

hii love, of course!!

@loveloveolivia writes brilliant drabbles and fics and makes gorgeous posts about lots of things, the sweetest with anons
@pinkislouder go follow her for Quality Content on Harry’s band fjnjfgn and general good Gay Things and aesthetic
@fuckinghatekissingyou will be tomlinshaw yelling (see url), and oh these above three will yell a lot about Perrie and little mix as well
@intenselouis which… you probably already follow her, but fic recs for HL and drarry and great fashion/life advice 
@sunshineloueeh hp, she makes pretty gifs/edits and is funny 
@teamnouis SO PURE, lots of animals and loves all the boys, makes funny jokes fmgkgmk
@softlikelou sweetest, softest norwegian, also skam
@justlookatthehearteyes ALSO PURE, the best tags, gets VERY excited about harry things and also about all the boys tbh, JUST SO MUCH LOVE THERE
@florelikeaflower writes girl direction!!! great tags and so so nice to go through her blog
@alicedoesntsharefood also very funny and sweet, PURE BLOG and person, very serious about Italian food though
@reinventlou has the CUTEST ponies, hl posts, GOOD STUFF
@ciaoloueh PUUURE, also dan and phil there
@soulmatesandfate lots of soul, loves music A LOT
@istealifly sweet sweet person LOVES YELLING ABOUT HARRY and also music
@stormella-and-art she does BEAUTIFUL, atmospheric art and has the softest aesthetic
@alohonora also Beautiful Rainbow Aesthetic, excellent bucky/steve posts
@coffeehazza great aesthetic, Gay posts, feminism
@parseltonguekinq hp, great headcanons, memes
@tobeakingbesideyousomehow the sweetest!! so much love on her blog
@paynner really funny, WRITES GREAT FICS, also loves shawn mendes
@oiiiioiiii drarry and hl and fun posts
@tellmesomethin great aesthetics, love for Harry and Louis and people
@jamescordenofficial … get her back as a 1d blog tbh, now there’s got and hp, which is also lovely
@hughaz Quality Harry posts and jokes, lovely harrie
@habibharry lots of sweet posts abt harry, Will Yell About Him
@styles2017 beautiful edits, lovely and funny
@statuesquecurls also a harrie, beautiful aesthetic 
@dimpledharry harrie!! also shadowhunters
@tomlinsoz hl, hp, louis, marvel and dc, prettiest blog
@rosyharry beautiful edits, loves harry

okay I am DEFINITELY forgetting people and I’m sorry!! I might add to this list but yes for now there’s already… A Lot, I hope this helps a bit <3 If you want to follow people for more specific things, let me know!! <3

Sweets - Finn Shelby

23 , finn

From this prompt list:

23)  “Do you really need all that candy?” (*changed to  “Do you really need all those sweets?” because, you know, they’re Brummies)


There’s a little spot up the cut that no one seems to use. It’s peaceful and sheltered, and it’s where Finn and I have taken to meeting. We’ve both agreed that it’s best to keep things quiet for the time being; his family have a lot going on -although I don’t ask too many questions- and mine, well, my family would flip their lids if they found out I was seeing a Shelby boy.

It’s a warm day so I’m sat with my feet dangling in the water listening to Finn rant about his family and kick about a stone in frustration.

“I just don’t know why they won’t let me get involved!” he concludes, flopping down next to me.

“Probably because they’re looking out for you. Especially with everything that happened after the Russian debacle, you can see why John and Arthur especially, want to keep you out of it,” I say.

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Upcoming Valentines Day RFA Party
  • Devlyn: Good morning~ I see that everyone is on the messenger today. Well almost everyone.
  • Jumin: Morning? It's already half past noon.
  • 707: That's probably her version of morning, like how mine's 1:00am. Get it? One in the morning? LOLOL
  • Jumin: ...
  • Yoosung: Good afternoon Devlyn! Have you eaten?
  • Devlyn: Hi Yoosung! No I have not, just woken up after all.
  • Yoosung: Aww, you've got to eat properly!
  • Devlyn: I'll try!
  • Jumin: She's totally ignoring us...
  • 707: Shelikeshotasafterall.
  • Yoosung: ?
  • Devlyn: I can read that.
  • Yoosung: What? What's that supposed to mean? I'm not a little boy!
  • 707: Woops, I forgot to convert it to hacker language LOL. Btw, why is Zen silent?
  • Yoosung: Oh he said he was going to the bathroom earlier, I think he left his phone on the table or something.
  • Jumin: Probably due to the trauma of dropping his phone into the toilet bowl after Seven posted the cat photo.
  • 707: God that was GOLD.
  • Devlyn: Anyways, Lady Jaehee contacted Nana and I about an upcoming Valentines Day RFA event. Looks like V had decided we're ready for another party. Nana is a lil busy now so I'm tasked to ask the members about their thoughts and ideas.
  • Jumin: Lady Jaehee...
  • 707: Well she looks up to Jaehee after all. Funny how she respects Jaehee more than you though, Jumin, her employer LOL
  • Devlyn: I'll respect him more once he cuts Lady Jaehee some slack.
  • 707: LOLOLOL
  • Jumin: ... She has plenty of slacks. She wears them to work once in a while.
  • Devlyn: ... Can I hit you? Might be worth loosing my job over it.
  • Yoosung: What??? I don't get itttt. But urgh Valentines Day... worse than Christmas..
  • 707: I can almost hear Zen groaning together with Yoosung lol
  • Devlyn: We need ideas, so far it's still a blank sheet.
  • Yoosung: When Rika was around, she sacrificed her Valentines Day with V to hold a party as well. How about one that concentrates on helping those who lost their loved ones?
  • Devlyn: That sounds like a great idea!
  • 707: How about one where you get to date a cat?! Elly will be the queen of the party!
  • Jumin: I agree with this idea.
  • 707: Something like this perhaps! Feline lonely? Meet your purr-fect match!
  • ZEN: NO!!!!
  • Jumin: Oh hello Zen, we were just discussing about Valentines Day with cats for our upcoming party.
  • Yoosung: Zen's back from the bathroom!
  • ZEN: NO. NO. NO. NO. and NO. Not a combo for the worst day for singles and allergies! Gosh even thinking about it is making my nose itch!
  • Jumin: You've been avoiding cats for too long, you should try to overcome it.
  • ZEN: NO. Can't we have a match making event instead?! Oh, but then no one will find their match because everyone will be busy looking at me <3
  • Jumin: And what if you end up getting matched with me?
  • Devlyn: Oh! *v* That's a good idea.
  • 707: Yeah the guests seem to be very excited each time Jumin and Zen are squabbling. Hard love between a demon and an angel they said LOL
  • ZEN: WHAT NO, They were excited to see me, not us together.
  • Jumin: I'm pretty sure the excitement got more intense when you came over with a red face.
  • Yoosung: Well I think it's good that everyone is happy about how the RFA members are so close to each other.
  • 707: LOL Yoosung you're so pure.
  • Yoosung: Whattt? Don't treat me like a child!
  • Devlyn: Well this is getting no where... Let's get some ideas from the guests instead shall we?
  • Yoosung: Good idea! That way the guests would feel more involved as well!
  • Jumin: I have no objections to that, would be nice if they all agreed on cats though.
  • ZEN: Jumin cut the cat crap out! AHCHOOO!
  • 707: LOL you didn't have to type that out.
  • Devlyn: I'll report to Nana and Lady Jaehee then. One of us will update the blog with a post for further information! I'll take my leave now, time for a nap.
  • Yoosung: Remember to eat well!
  • Jumin: Sleep again..?
  • 707: The Sloth has spoken.
  • Zen: It's good to have lots of beauty sleep if you want to be as beautiful as I.
  • Devlyn: Alright I will, good bye! ^^
  • Jumin: She ignored us again.
  • *Devlyn logs off*
The Bride

Written for: Bev’s Milestone Celebration ( @chaos-and-the-calm67 )

Words: 4541

Relationship: Dean x Reader, Reader x OMC (Only mentioned)

Prompt: Crazy Little Thing Called Love, Queen

Warnings: AU, plus size!reader, Fluff, Slight Angst, Negative Self-Image, language, SMUT, NSFW gif, Just Dean being perfect. 

A/N: Happily written for Bev’s milestone challenge! Congrats darling! I couldn’t get this idea out of my head so I hope you enjoy it! All mistakes are my own and I own none of the included images or gifs. Feedback is greatly appreciated. 

Tagging: @chaos-and-the-calm67 @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms @supernatural-jackles

Summary: Dean’s determined to find someone to distract him from the fact that he hasn’t met the one and his little brother Sammy is getting married tomorrow. When a Bride in full gown strides into the bar Dean can’t look away and from there the rest is history…

  Dean’s drinking a shot between his beers looking around the bar for a little company. Tomorrow Sammy will be getting married and tonight he wants to forget that he still hasn’t met that special someone. So yeah definitely in need of company just to make it through tomorrow. However, the pickings in the bar are slim to none. It’s a newer bar than Ellen’s bar that he usually frequents. He didn’t want his Aunt Ellen or cousin Jo to see him sulking, but from the looks of it, he figures it’ll probably just be him and his hand tonight.

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.:EXO Reaction:. The bandmates of their S/O are over-protective

@chaos-starter-pack said: “Can I request an EXO (ot12) reaction where their S/O is the only girl in her idol group and her other members are very protective over her. (Does that make sense lol 😂) Thank youu”

Also: Oh yes please in an already existing group I’d say Seventeen & Got7 because there’s a lot of them lol

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Originally posted by deararchimedes

He’s actually a leader, so he understands very well the feeling of wanting to protect their only girl. Maybe at first, he may feel a bit insecure of you being surrounded by handsome guys but in the end, he’s just really thankful that they’re willing to protect you too. I see Suho being good friends with SEVENTEEN and making them notice that he’s a good guy and he deserves you.

Chanyeol (GOT7)

Originally posted by lullabyun

Probably at first, he was a bit weirded out by it: “What? I can’t come over to your dance practice? Why??? …Because they don’t want me to see you all sweaty and with tiny clothes? What? Shouldn’t I be the one saying that?” probably would kind of pout a lot and tell you that he understood what they were trying to do but would ask for you to talk to them so they could be more open about him. In the end, I see Chanyeol getting to know them and maybe in the future consider them like your family.

Baekhyun (SEVENTEEN)

Originally posted by sefuns

He’s going to be playful about it, maybe saying things like: “But jagi~~ I’m your boyfriend~ I should be the over-protective one~” actually I see him just one day coming to the pledis building but instead of talking with you, he’ll try and get to know better your other members because he wanted to know who were the ones that were taking so much care of you (and low-key to see if it was only because they cherished you as a member or something more). He’s not gonna say anything more (unless there was someone who showed interest in you, then he’d start being overly protective too)

Sehun (GOT7)

Originally posted by wooyoung

He sometimes lacks expression so you won’t probably notice how annoyed he was at it, not because he was jealous (because this guy has full trust on you) but because sometimes you won’t go out with him because of that. Since he’s a bit shy at first, he won’t know how to approach your members so they could trust him and was a bit scared they may get the wrong idea about his personality because of that. In the end when GOT7 saw how this guy treated you like a freaking goddess (not a princess, A GODDESS) then they start to like him more. You know, Sehun express himself better with acts than with words~


Originally posted by bffsoo

Probably the most mature about this, he just sees this as something that’s obvious and it’s natural. You’re like their most precious sister and of course, they need to protect you too, so not only he’s okay with it but also will do his best so he could meet their expectations and be good enough for you. This may change, though, if he sees you’re getting annoyed at your members and then he’ll personally go and have a man to man talk with them all. Your happiness is his first priority (I’m crying whERE CAN I BUY A KYUNGSOO)

Kai (GOT7)

Originally posted by intokai

This boy is probably traumatized lmaaaao. He’s just so sweet that when your members started to say things like: “Don’t be too close to her/Watch your hands/Don’t hug her for more than 3 seconds/Take her back soon/If you do anything we’ll kill you” he’ll be just stiff and all nervous in your date lmao! He’d feel awkward the first months of being with you, but then he got used to it and then when GOT7 saw how he’s actually different to what he shows on stage they’ll let him breath lol.



Originally posted by luedeer

You know this guy, he’s going to try everything to be cool about it at first but then he won’t know what to do if it gets to the point where you stop going on dates with him because your members told you not to. He’ll probably yell alone at his reflect tbh. Probably he’ll talk with you about it, he won’t ask you to talk with them but more likely he’ll ask you about them. If he saw they were just trying to protect you, he’ll deal with it like if they were your older brothers.

Lay (GOT7)

Originally posted by getlayd

THIS A-N-G-E-L. He’s not going to notice them being rude or overly protective with you tbh, he’s just going to think they’re being normal lmao? It would get to the point where if the others tell him that he cannot go out alone with you then he’ll fucking invite them to the date too omg. In the end, Got7 would end up loving how he was literally a freaking angel and a gentleman with you so they’ll let it sink.


Originally posted by chenrrerorocher

This can go two ways: He’s mature about it ORRRR HE’S GOING TO HAVE THE FUCKING TIME OF HIS LIFE. Istg, he’ll probably tease your members a lot and use it to his advantage to make them lecture you omg this guy– But if he sees that this is something that really affects in the way you make decisions, then he’s going to act mature about it and straight-forward tell them not to worry because he cares about you as much as they do.

Tao (GOT7)

Originally posted by j-miki

He’s gonna get competitive. Like a child trying to see who can take care better of you, he’s going to become overly protective of you too. Sometimes making you miss practice because he didn’t want to let go of you or because he took you too far away from your building for your date and returned you late. You’re going to need to make both your boyfriend and your bandmates to chill the fuck off and that you’re perfectly fine (telling your bandmates that you can kick his ass if he did something wrong and tell Tao not to worry because the only one you love is him). This would make both sides sign the peace contract.


Originally posted by teeanageedirtbagg

At first, he may get a bit intimidated by all the members like… “Wait, they have even more members than we do… Well f*ck”. He’s going to get so mad at this, he’s your boyfriend and not even your mom does this so why are they making decisions for you? He’s going to get a little whiny and explosive if they get too wary with him. It may take a few kissed and cuddles for him to calm down, and after that Suho would talk with him and make him see this from another point of view and understand your members better, apologizing with you for being explosive. 

Xiumin (GOT7)

Originally posted by secrethideoutme

He’s going to try and think maturely about everything. He does not want to show you how it bothers him that your bandmates that you considered like family are being kind of cold with him, but instead of getting mad or insecure, he’s going to do everything to show them he’s a man that keeps his word, so when he said that he was going to make you happy and protect you he wasn’t just saying that: He was going to prove it all. He’ll probably deep inside is thankful about it, because they were careful not only about him but also other guys so he knew there was someone else caring for you when he couldn’t be with you.

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Detroit already had a perfect name for a post-BLI world: Motor City.

It’s a manufacturing capital again, BLI’s tech city, not just for cars anymore. The scientists there pioneered the droids over years of research. Rebooting the factories won BLI a lot of points in the early days. 

Of course it was a problem that the city was so sprawling- all those cars were built to get them somewhere, right? So they razed a lot of the surrounding area, some of it partially done for them during the wars. But the zones extend through the buildings that got away from the bulldozers and the bombs, going into the areas that were the suburbs once upon a time. The killjoys who occupy these places are the runners and raiders, mostly ones who got out but know it well enough to get back in and out without capture by the high-tech security. These joys work little sabotages, and get the supplies needed out to the ones who live farther away- they built all those cars, so they built miles and miles of highways too. 

Up and down the broken asphalt, reclaimed by nature through nuclear and natural winters, there are settlements that hide in plain sight. The trees have started growing back in, scrubbier than before, browner, but trees. The bright neons of the killjoys in the desert would stick out like a sore thumb here. The forest dwelling joys use things that glow instead, glitter in the day to create flashes in between trees as they run like deer, flares at night to guide travelers to safe spots. Most of them are not actively fighting BLI in any way other than living, truly living. They just wanted to get out and rebel in the simple way of feeling, and so they did. And they guide others on their way as well, up to the neutral northern towns. 

On a clear night, up in the top of the mitten, you can see the stars are coming back. 

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Hajime and Samon bickering about the girl they like and realize they like the same girl.


“Heard you can’t find yourself a partner Hajime” Samon sneered “Must be hard being a gorilla”.

 He and the mentioned supervisor waited in front of the wardens office. Both were turning in their monthly reports, and just so happened to be turning them in at the same time. “Hm, I bet if I ever had a partner they’d be much better than yours anyway”

“What?! No way! They’re so much better than anyone!”


Samon cut back before sighing “The person I like”

Hajime sneered “We’re talking about crushes now?”

“You brought it up!” Samon spat

“No I- Fine, if we’re going by this context, my potential S/O is definitely 100x better than whoever you like monkey” Hajime said, proudly.

Samon’s smirk turned into disgruntled growl “Well, my potential S/O can put up a fight”

“So can mine” Hajime smirked “And they know how to handle a shit ton of work”

“Mine can probably handle better, after all, they work for the warden” Samon smiled in victory, but faltered seeing Hajime’s questionable expression. “What?!”

“Does your S/O have sparkly (e/c) eyes?”


“And shiny (h/c) hair?”

Just as Samon was about to answer, the door to the wardens office opened, revealing a guard in a uniform styled similarly to the Warden’s. They had the aforementioned (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair, and smiled brightly at the two supervisors, before waving goodbye. After S/O left, Samon turned to Hajime and glared so hard that death emitted from his body “If you touch them, you’re dead Hajime” Samon muttered. Hajime let out a ‘tsk’ before replying “You aren’t getting to them that easily-

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witchverse story #1

Naima, Baba and the Secret Tree House

Naima was eleven the first time she made the biggest mistake anyone, as she had been told, could ever make. She left her home without a light.

She hadn’t done it on purpose, but she hadn’t turned around either, once she’d noticed. It was okay, right, as long as she stayed with her best friend? Baba had a light with her, and they always were together anyways. 

But as she tugged on her wide-rimmed hat, pulling it further down her forehead, her granny’s voice sounded relentlessly in her ear, so much Naima almost expected her to be standing right behind her if she turned. ‘Never be without a light,’ the voice said, as it always did. It was a greeting and a farewell on the Edge, the parts she called her home; it always had been. Even before she was born, even before her granny was born. For a child of eleven, anything that came before their own life seemed barely tangible or thinkable, let alone a life in which there were no grannies. 

Eleven was also an age where any child deemed themselves wiser than they were: they no longer believed everything they were told, they asked and doubted and noticed. And so Naima wasn’t at all convinced that it was really bad to be without a light. It was just something nobody ever did – but maybe they had never tried? Maybe it wasn’t so bad to be without a light. Any maybe, if only she’d finally get her own wand, she wouldn’t have to remember to take that stupid old lamp with her all the time!

Naima was stomping now, her lips puckered in defiance. 

They were all just scary stories, the kind that adults told children. She knew that with all the certainty of an eleven year old. (It was a lot of certainty, at least in that moment. The certainty of eleven year olds has the tendency to change by the second.)

“Naima,” came the exasperated voice of her best friend, “What are you just standing there for, come on! We don’t have all day! Remember the plan?”

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So I went to see Justice League Dark and yelled at Matt Ryan from a balcony & he said he liked my name & also I won a poster (see above, w/ the chair for scale).

Other notes:

  • Met @red-starshine​, who was lovely!
  • Justice League Dark was very fun! Much better than I was expecting, and fun to see with a crowd – people applauded a lot of Zatanna moments, which I found delightful. Batman was also surprisingly hilarious. The plot’s a little convoluted but otherwise enjoyable. 
  • There’s a couple of good jokes – John’s apparently put on some weight and during the panel the creators implied it’s because he’s quit smoking (since they couldn’t show it – they didn’t know it was going to be rated R when they made it), which I thought was cute. Also the “person” who mentions it in the movie is a demon, and he also adds “it looks good on you”. Make of that what you will.
  • Also the phrase “wanton” is used to describe John Constantine more than I would’ve expected it to be. (once. it’s used once. But that’s more than I’ve ever used it and I’ve written porn.)
  • Panel went way better than I expected: 
    • Matt talked a lot about how much he loves playing John (AS ALWAYS) – apparently he had a hard time in the recording booth sometimes because he’d see himself reflected and he wasn’t blond, so it weirded him out; he considered wearing a trench coat (and nothing else, lol – oh, Matthew)
    • #Trenchwatch2k17 – apparently there were about six trench coats that they used when filming the show (one for action sequences, one for when it got wet, etc, etc), and MATT STOLE ONE FROM THE SET. Also, he stole one of the two lighters (having claimed that it got ‘lost’)
    • He also talked a lot about filming the show Constantine and how he loved wearing the trench coat (APPARENTLY) and he’d always have a comic book in his back pocket to check for the physicality, which makes SO MUCH sense to me, because it’s what I always die about w/r/t the show – he nails the slouchy John stuff SO WELL.
    • Some really funny joking around about how when Matt was recording (by himself) he wasn’t picturing himself playing against Enrico Colantoni (that he was mostly playing with himself, lmao OH MATT) – but also Matt joked that Enrico probably wasn’t picturing Matt either, he may have been picturing Keanu Reeves. Big laughs from some parts of the audience at that. 
    • Some interesting stuff from the director etc (sorry guys you talked a lot and I didn’t catch all of it) about how John had a lot of skills but couldn’t pull magic from the air – he had to have some sort of totem (like a coin or whatever), as opposed to Zatanna, who actually can. Which is not something I noticed from JLD itself but in theory I like that as canon.
    • Also really funny proposed sequence (which wasn’t done/in the movie) where they were going to have Felix Faust actually having been baking a cake/making dinner and just that it looked like he was preparing a spell/cursing people. It’s hard to explain but it was amusing. 
    • I ASKED A QUESTION!!!! But I was up in the balcony and they were down on the stage so it was awk.ward. I got my name out and Matt was like ‘oh, I like that – where’s that from?’ (someone else may have asked the ‘where’s that from?’) but anyway I got to chat with MATT RYAN. From a balcony. It was terrifying. 
    • My question was ‘you’ve talked a lot about reading the comics – what’s a particular favorite Hellblazer arc of yours?’ or something like that – I knew he was going to say Dangerous Habits (and he did), but he talked about how sad he was that he didn’t get to do that for the show. He seemed to think they were going to do it in the 3rd/4th season theoretically, which I found interesting (I felt the 1st season was hinting at it strongly enough to be a cliffhanger to end the second half of the season with, or at least the end of S2). 
    • He ALSO mentioned that most days after shooting for sixteen hours, he’d go home, smoke a joint, and read an issue of Hellblazer – and that he had to stop doing that, because it gave him nightmares. Which, OBVIOUSLY. 
    • Matt Ryan is, generally speaking, very smol and charming – he was wearing a black shirt & black blazer & black scarf, and I was DYING. Also when we got in he was downstairs by the bathrooms doing press, which was….a weird place to do it, but ok.
    • A lot of stuff from the creators about how the animated shows/movies are kind of the R&D for the DCCU – they see what works and what sells and what the audience pays for/goes to see, and based on that other stuff gets greenlight. So, obvs, buy the movie and all that.
    • Matt is of the opinion that John can “probably do anything, except quit smoking”, which: oh, honey. 
    • At the beginning of the show they’d told us that five people who asked good questions would win a (SIGNED!!!) poster and, well, see above.
    • I mean mine wasn’t a great question but also it was better than “what did you think of the Stanley Manor arc” or “what can you tell us about the CW seed show” which would’ve been my other choices – like lbr I won that poster on my name and my name alone getting attention. STILL V HAPPY ABOUT IT. 
    • Anyway I went down to claim my poster and chatted with Enrico Colantoni, who was also on the panel, about how much I loved him on Person of Interest.  
    • The line for Matt was way long & we’d already had ~a moment~ so basically I just had to wait for the moderator to go over and get him to sign the last poster and then it was handed over to me, to be dragged back to Queens, NY, on the subway.

AND THAT WAS IT. I came home and put my poster in my living room and went to bed, theoretically. 

Guardian angel (d.l.)

▹Short imagine 

A/N: okay this is so freaking long!! but u should read, its not even done bc i have so many ideas for it!! so there will be a second part!! I hope you guys enjoy thank you love u -i


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“Why do you keep hurting me?” I asked, he was hurting me but not physical worse, mentally.  My eyes filled to the brim with liquid and I just cant help but let the tears fall.  I take a long gulp.

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"You're so clingy, I love it" with luke please? ❤️❤️

here you go, i got a little inspiration for this from skam, hope you like it 💕
(if you guys haven’t watched that show you sooo should here’s a masterpost of all the episodes in case you want to)

I opened my eyes, squinting at the bright sunlight coming through the window of Luke and I’s room. I stretched a bit, then turned over to see Luke still asleep. I admired his peaceful face, his freckles, his cute nose, the way his eyelids moved slightly every now and then. I couldn’t help but stare at my beautiful boyfriend and wonder what I ever did to deserve him.

“Are you watching me sleep?” Luke spoke up, his voice gravely and his eyes still closed.

“No…” I smiled, even though he probably couldn’t see it.

He opened his eyes and I quickly shut mine, causing him to laugh.

“Okay…” He drawled out.

I opened my eyes again and his were closed again. “How do I know it wasn’t you watching me sleep? I mean, you can be creepy like that sometimes.”

He scoffed, glaring at me. “I am not ‘creepy’ sometimes.”

“Well…” I sang.

He continued to glare. “I am not.”

“Actually…” I sang again. He pushed me away from him jokingly and I laughed, moving back beside him.

I sighed, then slowly sat up.

“Where are you going?” He asked me.

“To get a drink.” I answered. I went to get up, but Luke pulled me back down to him, bringing my back into his chest and putting his face in the crook of my neck.

“Nope,” He said. “No drink for you.”

“But I’m thirsty…” I said as more of a question than a statement.

He shrugged, holding me a bit tighter. “Too bad, you’re not getting up.”

“What if I have to use the bathroom or something?” I asked.

“I.m sure you’ll figure something out.” He mumbled.

I sighed, then laughed lightly.. “Luke, please let me go so I can get something to drink.”

“No,” He countered. “I just want to lay here with you all day.”

I chuckled. “And I love that idea, but as a human I have basic needs that must be fulfilled in order for me to live, like drinking water. So please, let me go.”

He nuzzled his face into my neck more. “How do I know you’re going to come back?”

I scoffed. “Why wouldn’t I?”

He shrugged again. “I dunno, you could go to get water and then just leave.”

I turned around in his arms so I was face to face with him. “Babe, I’m not going to leave, okay? I’m just getting water,”

He looked into my eyes as he brushed some of my hair behind my ear. “Fine… but you have thirty seconds. And trust me, I’ll be keeping time.”

My eyes got wide. “You can’t be serious, it takes at least twenty seconds to go downstairs and get to the kitchen.”

“Then, you better hurry.” He smirked.

I rolled my eyes at him, getting up and walking out of the room, down the stairs, to the kitchen. I got a glass of water, took a sip, then went back up to the room.

“Ah, I see you survived while I was gone,” I teased him, putting my water down on my bedside table.

“Barely,” He mumbled. When I sat down on the bed, Luke pulled me down again so I was next him. He wrapped his arms around me and brushed his nose against mine. “I missed you, (y/n).”

I gave him a look. “I was literally gone for, like, forty seconds?”

“That’s way too long, I said you only had thirty.” He replied.

I rolled my eyes at him. “I can’t with you.”

He pulled me even closer to him, which I didn’t think was possible, and started to draw circles on my back with his finger. We sat there in the quiet, enjoying the moment for a while.

“You’re so clingy, I love it.” I said.

He searched my face. “You sure have a funny way of showing it.”

“I was only acting like I was annoyed,” I told him. “You know me well enough to figure that out.”

He sighed. “I guess that’s true.”

Luke got quiet, and I waited for him to say something, but he didn’t.

“What'cha thinking about, bub?” I poked his cheek, causing him to smile.

“You,” He admitted. “And how much I love you.”

I grinned. “Aw, how cute.”

He chuckled. “What, you’re not going to say it back?”

I rolled my eyes again. “I love you too. What’s making you so clingy, though?”

He sighed. “I just… had a bad dream and… I dunno. It probably stupid, so.”

I rubbed his cheek. “No, it’s okay, tell me.”

He looked at me for a moment, then said, “I had a dream you left me, and it actually hurt my heart, I hated it so much.”

I frowned. “Luke, it was just a dream, alright? I’m not going anywhere.”

“You sure?” He searched my face.

I smiled at him. “You’re not getting rid of me anytime soon.”

He returned my smile. “Good, cause I wouldn’t want to.”

ah i loved writing this one omg lol if you have any imagine ideas feel free to request them, requests are always open x

send me prompts from this list and a boy from 5sos or one direction