you can't have that picture back until you make me a new one

÷ Sentence Starters
  • "I was born inside a small town."
  • "Friends and family filled with envy when they should be filled with pride."
  • "And when the world's against me, is when I really come alive."
  • "I need to get in the right mind and clear myself up."
  • "I look in the mirror, questioning what I've become."
  • "I'm well aware of certain things that can destroy a man like me."
  • "I am happy on my own so here I'll stay."
  • "I used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs."
  • "I chased the picture perfect life, I think they painted it wrong."
  • "I think that money is the route of all evil, and fame is hell."
  • "Ain't nobody want to see you down in the dumps."
  • "You're living your dream and this should be fun."
  • "I beg you don't be disappointed with the man I've become."
  • "I guess you know I've been away."
  • "Where I'm heading, who knows?"
  • "My heart will stay the same."
  • "I was younger then."
  • "I found my heart and broke it here."
  • "I can't wait to go home."
  • "I miss the way you make me feel."
  • "We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill."
  • "Had my first kiss on a Friday night... I don't reckon I did it right."
  • "Maybe I came on too strong."
  • "Maybe I waited too long."
  • "Maybe I played my cards wrong."
  • "Baby I apologise for it."
  • "I've been known to give my all."
  • "Don't call me baby unless you mean it."
  • "Don't tell me you need me if you don't believe it."
  • "So let me know the truth before I dive right into you."
  • "You're a mystery."
  • "I have traveled the world and there's no other girl like you."
  • "What's your history?"
  • "Do you have a tendency to lead some people on? 'Cause I heard you do."
  • "The club isn't the best place to find a lover."
  • "Girl, you know I want your love."
  • "Your love was handmade for somebody like me."
  • "I may be crazy, don't mind me."
  • "Boy, let's not talk too much, grab on my waist and put that body on me."
  • "I'm in love with the shape of you."
  • "We push and pull like a magnet do."
  • "I'm in love with your body."
  • "Now my bedsheets smell like you."
  • "Although my heart is falling, too, I'm in love with your body."
  • "I never knew you were the someone waiting for me."
  • "We were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was."
  • "I will not give you up this time."
  • "Darling, just kiss me slow."
  • "Darling, you look perfect tonight."
  • "Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know."
  • "She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home."
  • "We are still kids, but we're so in love."
  • "I know we'll be alright this time."
  • "Be my girl, I'll be your man."
  • "I see my future in your eyes."
  • "I don't deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight."
  • "I know I have met an angel in person."
  • "You look perfect tonight."
  • "Baby, I just want to dance."
  • "She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar."
  • "You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool."
  • "She kissed me like there was nobody else in the room."
  • "I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine."
  • "I swear I'm going to put you in a song that I write."
  • "You look happier."
  • "I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours."
  • "Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you, but ain't nobody love you like I do."
  • "Promise that I will not take it personal if you're moving on with someone new."
  • "You look happier, you do, my friends told me one day I'll feel it, too."
  • "I'll smile to hide the truth, but I know I was happier with you."
  • "Everything's reminding me of you."
  • "You're happier, aren't you?"
  • "I know that there's others that deserve you, but my darling, I am still in love with you."
  • "I know I was happier with you."
  • "I knew one day you'd fall for someone new."
  • "If he breaks your heart like lovers do, just know that I'll be waiting here for you."
  • "Tribal tattoos and he don't know what it means."
  • "But I heard he makes you happy so that's fine by me."
  • "I'm just keeping it real."
  • "I'll be trying not to double tap, from way back, cause I know that's where the trouble's at."
  • "Let me remind you of the days when you used to hold my hand and when we sipped champagne."
  • "I guess if you were Lois Lane, I wasn't superman, just a young boy trying to be loved."
  • "If it was meant to be, you wouldn't be calling me up trying to fuck."
  • "I'm positive that he don't wanna know about me."
  • "I know you're missing all this kind of love."
  • "In the back of the club kissing a boy that ain't him."
  • "You're still a young girl trying to be loved."
  • "When you're with him I know you're lonely."
  • "Please, remember you're still free, to make the choice and leave."
  • "She is the sweetest thing that I know."
  • "You should see the way she holds me when the lights go low."
  • "Oh we're in love, aren't we?"
  • "I feel safe when you're holding me near."
  • "Love the way that you conquer your fear."
  • "You know hearts don't break around here."
  • "Spent my summer time beside her, and the rest of the year the same."
  • "She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home."
  • "I'm not scared of passing over or the thought of growing old, because from now until I go, every night I'll kiss you."
  • "We could change this whole world with a piano."
  • "I'm just a boy with a one-man show."
  • "Love could change the world in a moment."
  • "The revolution's coming, it's a minute away."
  • "I know, I'm all for people following their dreams."
  • "The future's in the hands of you and me."
  • "You are the one, girl."
  • "How would you feel, if I told you I loved you?"
  • "So tell me that you love me, too."
  • "We were sat upon our best friend's roof, I had both of my arms round you, watching the sunrise replace the moon."
  • "We were sitting in a parked car, stealing kisses in the front yard."
  • "I'm in pieces, it's tearing me up."
  • "A heart that's broke is a heart that's been loved."
  • "I hope that I see the world as you did."
  • "A life with love is a life that's been lived."
  • "I've got two left feet and a bottle of red wine."
  • "We're going somewhere where the sun is shining bright."
  • "You're like something that God has sent me."
  • "I lost my shoes last night, I don't know where I put my keys."
  • "I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time."
  • "My heart is breaking at the seams and I'm coming apart now."
  • "Always say what's on your mind."
  • "I was twenty four years old when I met the woman I would call my own."
  • "Her daddy said, 'No, you can't marry my daughter.'"
  • "I'm gonna marry the woman I love."
  • "Never had I seen such beauty before."
  • "I never worried about the king and crown."
  • "I gave all my oxygen to people that could breath."
  • "I gave away my money and now we don't even speak."
  • "I drove miles and miles, but would you do the same for me."
  • "Life can get you down so I just numb the way it feels."
  • "I drown it with a drink and out of date prescription pills."
  • "All the ones that love me, they just left me on the shelf."
  • "So before I save someone else, I've got to save myself."
  • "I'm here again, between the devil and the danger."
  • "Before I blame someone else, I've got to save myself."
  • "Before I love someone else, I've got to love myself."

Title: Opening Up
Character: Matt Murdock
A/n: I actually really like the whole aspect of Matt being able to hear other people’s heartbeats and knowing shit about them from it, so I spent a good couple hours listening to multiple types of heartbeat videos in certain circumstances for future reference, so expect a lot of it.

Continuation of:

Matt was making his usual route to the firm, moving his walking cane to and fro as he maneuvered his way through the busy street. It was always loud whenever he was surrounded by a sea of people all of whom he could hear the conversations of.

Matt knew all the surrounding areas of the firm, and just as he was in front of the doors to your bakery, he could hear your soft voice humming inside, causing a smile to break out on his face. He was a fan of music, but he could never tell what songs you’d play to yourself.

But, he did know that your shop was never open this early. Foggy told him in conversation once that you worked all through the week, despite having several workers to take up work.

Matt walked up to the door, his hand searching for the doorknob. As we walked inside he heard the little jingle of a bell from above the door. Instantly, the strong smell of sugar and cinnamon filled his noise. And he could hear the whirring of a mixing machine from somewhere in the back.

“Sorry! We’re not opened yet!” He could hear your voice, but it was far away. You were probably in the kitchen out back.

“Not even for a friend?” Matt asked, leaning into his cane.

There was a small crash.

“Oh, Matthew!” Your voice was closer now, he could hear your footsteps walking up to him and your hands brushing against what he assumed was an apron. “What are you doing here?”

“I was just on my way to work, thought I’d stop by and say hello,” Matt zoned in on your heartbeat, it was the same happy rhythm as always. “Just a word of advice though, you might wanna lock the door from now on.”

He heard you laugh, and he noticed that you felt a little embarrassed by your mess up. “Oh yeah, I always forget to lock it again once I’m inside.”

After a bit more chitchat you linked an arm with Matt and lead him into one of the kitchens, letting him know you had made more stuff for him, Foggy and Karen.

“I wish you’d let me pay you back for the food you make us, I think we’re all becoming spoiled.” Matt told you, holding a paper bag filled with sweets.

“Don’t worry about it, I like trying new recipes on you all. Besides, I make them on my own time so I wouldn’t accept your money.” Matt knew you had started working again, he could hear you cracking eggs against a metal bowl.

“If you’re busy I can always come back later?”

“Nah, I don’t mind the company. Everyone else comes in around 9, so I have the place to myself till then. You can head out whenever you want.”

You continued to bake, talking with Matt and letting him try various things, all of which were met with great approval until he said he should probably get going.

“One favor before you go though, one of my hairpins is falling out and I’d fix it on my own but my hands are kind of covered in honey.”

Matt smiled and walked towards you. “Those two things don’t really mix, do they?”

You laughed and turned around. “No, I’m afraid they don’t. It’s the only pin on the left side.”

He leaned his cane against the table and felt for your hair, his hands lightly brushing through the strands till he found the hard material of a pin.

Your hair was incredibly soft, it felt similar to the smooth material of the silk sheets he preferred, he could tell you took good care of it.

There it was again.

He could feel your heart rate picking up and the noise distracted him from his little task.

“Got it.” Matt said softly once he got his attention back, he took his hands out of your hair, albeit a little reluctantly and placed the pin on the table for you to grab when your hands were free.

“Thank you, now I won’t keep you any longer,” You teased, giving him back his cane and walking him to the front door and held it open for him. “I’ll see you later.”

Matt hesitated for a moment. “Would you like to go grab some coffee with me later? Whatever time suits you best, of course.”

Your heart rate went up again, and Matt had to restrain his smile as he sensed you grow flustered.

“O-Oh? I can just always make you some here if you’d like.”

Matt shook his head. “No, I’d much prefer to take you somewhere that you don’t have to do all the work for once.”

You smiled. “Okay uh, I get off around 8:30.”

“Until then.” Matt finally left your shop, listening to your heartbeat the rest of the way to the firm, twirling his cane a few times as he pictured the look on Foggy’s face once he told him who had a date with you.

anonymous asked:

I know you have already done a lot of the ship posts (and they are all phenomenal and accurate af) but can you pretty please do Jesper and Wylan from six of crows/crooked kingdom? Xoxo <3 <3 I can't get enough of your writing tbh! Your such an inspiration, dude. <3 <3 <3 <3

I’m SO sorry this took so long, you’re such an absolute sweetheart and also christ I’ve never been called an inspiration before holy.. god

also heck i love wesper this is a treat


who is more likely to hurt the other?

don’t.. do this

they’re genuinely so good neither of them would ever TRY to hurt the other, and they’re both so tender and apologetic if they ever do. I think I’m gonna have to say jesper though just because. he’s still a little stirred by his addiction (to trouble! to bringing two guns to a gun fight! to gambling! to love!) and he’s got some jealousy and sensitivity baked into him, bless him. I feel like he’d run a risk and break Wy’s heart by accident, a little bit

who is emotionally stronger?

a genuine toughie bc they’ve both survived and persevered so MUCH. I think in terms of immediate reactionary instincts, Jes is better at letting bad vibes roll right off of him. He’s made of smiles. He’s trouble and a good time rolled into a waistcoat. If you insult him he only gets stronger. Wy was raised in silk and champagne but he was raised BY an absolute monster so. he’s a very bruised peach. criticism pierces him v easily. Though in a more fundamental way, wylan has fashioned his past trauma into a shield. by the end of ck he’s building himself new emotional strength with his bare hands

who is physically stronger?

ohhh man. They’re both noodle boys. Wylan is too smart for exercise. Jesper does his fighting at a 20 metre distance from his target. Jesper is bigger than wylan but most of his size is gangly and delightful and awkward. I think jes could probably still beat wylan in a pinch, but I’m more caught up in how funny it would be to see them try to fight it out

who is more likely to break a bone? 

man I’m tempted to say jesper just bc he seems like he would be…… brittle. I think he gets into scrapes a lot. I think wylan starts to get into p frequent scrapes by nature of being the sixth crow. I think the both of them are so busy worrying about each other’s fights that they neglect their own and trip off a building or smth

who knows best what to say to upset the other? 

I think wylan can be a nasty piece of work when he’s pissed enough. like he may be a silk eared puppy but he’ll chew your shoes and track mud around if you forget to feed him. jesper doesn’t have a malicious bone in his body man, I think he’s a sarcasm queen and a joker but he’s definitely not mean

who is most likely to apologize first after an argument? 

I think jesper’s constantly assuming he did something wrong and he sits down with wylan 100% serious like ‘babe.. im so, so sorry. I never wanted to be the sort of person who made you look sad like that, we’re past that, I truly made a promise–’ and wy would be like ‘what no I was sad bc a screw on my flute is loose and I couldn’t practice today’. but also yeah if it’s a serious fight they make up in a rush, and they laugh at themselves, and they use their energy for something better

who treats who’s wounds more often? 

here’s the thing about the crows man, they’re always sustaining minor injuries as a team and it’s a win if they live, right? All I can picture is the roar of activity when they pull off a job and they come back limping and bleeding and swearing and crowing w joy, and jes and wy take their seats opposite each other and clean wounds, kiss foreheads, smooth back sweaty curls, squeeze hands, make promises. the routine, u kno

who is in constant need of comfort? 

uhhh both of them (it’s always both my guy jot that down). Wylan has 16 years of shitty imposed self loathing to unlearn, and traumatic experiences all over him. jes has lost a lot (including his mom) and he struggles with addiction so like. yeah they both need comfort. they both wake up w the phantom feeling of a mother’s arms around their shoulders. they’ve both seen the very worst of humanity. They’re just two nervy, high stress kids trying to figure things out

who gets more jealous? 

lmao WYLAN VAN ECK did y’all read his scenes in crooked kingdom that boy is NOT SHARING. he glared real holes in kuwei’s head guys. jesper tbh is a terrible flirt and a HANDFUL and wylan is happy. to have his hands full. no one else.

who’s most likely to walk out on the other? 

mmm nahhh

who will propose? 

u bet ur ASS it’ll be jesper. Imagine wylan’s blushing face…… he’d do it for that alone. tbh there’s probably a point in their relationship where jesper’s outrageous flirting isn’t enough to get that pretty blush from wylan like he’ll roll his eyes and shove jes in the shoulder and w/e but they have to have increasingly ridiculous conversations about kinks or w/e until that blush comes out. jesper’s like ‘dang. guess I gotta step up the romance. what’s the most romantic thing? marriage? marrying wylan? son absolutely where do i sign’

who has the most difficult parents?

lmao lm a o lmaooo Lmao LMAO lmao

who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? 

I feel like depending on the social climate of Ketterdam, hand holding might not be on the table?? especially for two criminals associated w the bastard of the barrel like idk man I can’t picture it. they don’t want to draw attention to themselves (well i mean. jes wants to. but they can’t). I think they’re all about sly glances and the most obvious smirks you’ve ever seen, and brushing shoulders!! brushing shoulders are their makeouts

who comes up for the other all the time? 

they’re always together man bf’s that blow shit up together and live together stay together so like they rarely have the opportunity to talk about each other. howEVER jesper probably mentions his boyfriend in the middle of a hand of poker w an inappropriate smile or gushes to w/e prisoner he’s breaking out of jail or makes Kaz’s day weird by trying to confide in him

who hogs the blankets? 

wylan is exhausted w luxury and jesper is a child who wants to be held so he rolls over and then over again so that wy always wakes up to a lapful of boyfriend and a roll of blankets and he has to wait for jesper’s heavy sleeper ass to arise so he can get up to pee 

who gets more sad? 

booooth – jesper is understated sad with a side of unnerving frowns, wylan is a wobbling mouth and clenched fists. Sometimes they stay in the Wylan Van mansion and lock the doors so the maids can’t come in, and they bring the lavish decorative pillows into a heap on the carpet and feed each other sweets and rub each others backs and laugh and laugh the darkness away. wylan sketches. jesper poses. there’s scheming & kaz impressions. jesper is a storyteller and he imagines out loud what nina or inej are up to at that very minute, controlling gravity and hearts and the sea and their lives 

who is better at cheering the other up? 

see above ^^ they both go pro at the comfort olympics. Jesper is that little bit better though. He’s a sweetheart with all the right words in his pockets. He knows how to chop wylan’s dad down like the overgrown dead tree that he is. he knows how to flirt a smile onto wy’s face. he maybe lacks delicacy sometimes, but he’s so fun and wholehearted and warm that he can’t really go wrong

who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?

this is canon y’all, jesper is a lecherous bastard and wylan is equal parts disdain and delight. he absolutely will slap a boy

who is more streetwise?

god bless wylan but he knows a hell of a lot less about the streets than jes. He’s learning fast by the end of ck, but he’s still very sheltered in a lot of ways. Jesper has a few years under his belt, and he’s.. like tbh he’s a part of a gang so. He’s seen a lot. He’s participated in a lot. He has a pretty steep list of kills, same as every other survivor out there. He’s detached from the deaths but he’s been on the other side of a lot of bullets that have crumpled people up and thrown them in the trash. He knows his business, too. He knows Ketterdam. Well. Wy knows the half of it Kaz wants him to see.

who is more wise?

Wylan is utterly brilliant and Jesper is wholeheartedly here for it. What was that line again? ‘you’re cuter when you’re smart’? Wylan can think his way out of just about anything, the world belongs to him. jsyk

who’s the shyest? 

Wylan absolutely what a sweetie. I mean a lot of it stems from unfortunate self esteem issues and a history of being burnt but a lot of it is pure soul deep candy sweet embarrassment and not knowing what to do w his own cute face. He doesn’t know how to deal w people a lot of the time. he knows sheet music & formulas. he does not know how to look at a boy with beautiful lips all curled up at him and not pass out

who boasts about the other more? 

jesper is loudmouthed usually and he’s that much more loudmouthed when he’s in love, catch him talking to anyone who will listen about wy’s stupid face 

who sits on who’s lap? 

jesper would definitely try it, don’t even test him, he would fold all his crane limbs into wylan’s lap and say ‘hello peaches’ and wylan would have to slide both of them onto the floor to escape his embarrassment. on a good day, jes’ll scoop wylan into his lap and he’ll feel quiet, for a while

anonymous asked:

Does yuuri's sleeping habits change after he gets pregnant? I can't image sleeping on your stomach being fun then lol

Sleeping is actually very hard for Yuuri while he’s pregnant for this very reason! He can’t lay on his belly or his back, and it’s always been almost impossible for him to fall asleep on one of his sides. 

For the first few months of his pregnancy with Irina, it’s alright because until month three or four, the embryo is still between the hipbones and no discomfort can really be felt by the carrier. Of course, his doctor eventually tells him that he has to start sleeping on his sides–because wow back damage if he tries to sleep on his back. 

Between the ages of 28 and 39, Yuuri spends a combined four and a half years of that time pregnant. He gets very good at making himself comfortable in uncomfortable situations. That doesn’t mean he likes it.

When he’s pregnant with Irina, he and Viktor construct these elaborate pillow forts (There’s no better way to describe them) to keep Yuuri propped on his side with enough support on his belly that it doesn’t bother his back, but also enough support on his back that his arms don’t fall asleep within fifteen minutes. They’re both very, very cautious and careful because A: They’ve never done this before and B: Their conception problems are not far behind them at all.

Halfway through his pregnancy with Mikhail, Yuuri is introduced to the existence of pregnancy pillows by Isabella–who is currently pregnant with Jean–as they’re swapping Bad Pregnancy Stories backstage at World’s. Isabella is there for JJ and Viktor and Yuuri are there to commentate in their respective languages.

“Look at this,” Isabella tells him with glee in her voice. “You have to look at this, I love it–I love mine, I don’t know what I would do without it.”

Yuuri, who knows exactly what he would do without it, examines the picture of heavily-pregnant Isabella being cradled by a pillow half the size of the bed it’s on and enters a state of awe.

He hasn’t fallen so passionately and ardently in love with anything since he was twelve years old and watching a boy made of starlight dance across a sheet of ice.

“I need it,” he breathes, gripping the phone with both hands.

“You can customize them,” Isbella says slyly, and taps through to a website.

“Oooh,” Yuuri says, and he and Isabella lose well over half an hour to

Yuuri shows the website to Viktor, who sits down with Yuuri in his lap on the couch and Irina in Yuuri’s arms, and tells Yuuri to pick out the one he wants.

“I can’t decide between the adjustable one and the king-size,” Yuuri says, scrolling between them. “And there’s also one that converts into a nursing pillow…which would be nice…”

Viktor buys him all three. 

“That was unnecessary,” Yuuri tells him, half-unconscious on his brand-new navy blue king-size pregnancy pillow, which leaves about a foot of maneuverable space on the bed once both it and Yuuri are settled.

“I think it was very necessary,” says Viktor, smiling and bouncing Irina on the bed.

Yuuri holds out his arms. “Give me my baby.”

Viktor does, and she settles perfectly between Yuuri, Yuuri’s belly and the pillow. Viktor feels a rush of love crawl up his throat and expel itself physically from his mouth in a ridiculous high-pitched noise that he is powerless to stop.

“Shh,” Yuuri whispers. “We’re sleeping now. All of us.”

Viktor lays down, more cuddling the pillow than he is either his husband or daughter, but it’s worth it. Yuuri hasn’t slept this peacefully since before they started trying for Baby 2.

If Things Were Different - Drake x MC (A Royal Romance Fanfic)

[A little note: Me: reading the latest TRR chapter and thinking of all the glorious angst I could write because I love the two of them together. Me: finally giving into doing it before inspiration withers away].

Racing. Her heart has been racing inside her chest. Beating so loudly that she barely hears his hushed undertones. She thinks for a moment that her ears are playing tricks on her; a dirty illusion because of how much she wrestles with wanting more and the guilt that quickly follows. The guilt of having feelings for someone that cannot be hers, not under these circumstances. She opens her mouth to speak, but shuts it just as quickly by the sudden look of desperation in his eyes.

She’s seen that look before; many times on her own face. From moments where she drops her guard, long enough to give a similar glance in his direction. Moments where the guilt doesn’t feel as thick and she allows her selfish thoughts to think of more. More what ifs and could bes; indulgent fantasies until he notices her intense stare and she has to school her expression again. Until she has to slip her mask once more, for the rest of the world to see. A cool mask, she no longer thinks is hers to wear alone.

He wears one too. She understands it better, except he isn’t hiding behind his now. It is as if he has settled with unraveling right in front of her - unfolding the entanglement of emotions she knows him to bury under snarky wit. Wavering on the boarder of intolerance as it often does - it disappears, and the only shred that’s left behind is seized by vulnerability. 

He steps closer and she can’t fathom a reason to step back, to look away, to tell him to leave. All the reasons why she should are in her head but she cannot say them out loud. 

His eyes don’t waver from her face, unblinking they search her eyes. They are penetrating, seeking, looking for something - anything.

Her throat has gone dry and she’s suddenly very afraid. Can she admit it to herself? To him? Her own desire of wanting him to speak, overrides her better judgement. She’s scared of waiting anymore for the other shoe to drop.  But she’s nearly terrified of wanting more. Her heart wants him to finish. Her mind implores to instruct him to go. 

“..If you hadn’t been our waitress that night.” His gaze holds hers,“and I hadn’t been sitting next to Liam…” He trails off but doesn’t look away. He’s looking at her as if he wants her to stop him.

This is her chance. This is when she should say it. I can’t do this to Liam. I can’t do this to you. I can’t do this to me. I can’t do this to us. The words are in her head, screaming at her for release. But she doesn’t. Her eyes are glued to him, and his every move.

“Do you think all of this…”  A ragged breath escapes his lips. His jaw sets like steel before he straightens his shoulders. “Do you think…it could’ve been different between us?” As soon as the words leaves his lips, he stiffens as if he’s waiting for her to react differently. As if he’s waiting for rejection.

Yes. Her heart wants to yell that simple word into existence and she bites her bottom lip in an attempt to stop herself from doing so. Saying it out loud is different from thinking it. Saying it makes it real. 

But she wants it to be real. She wants it so desperately that she feels tears prickling at the side of her eyes.

Her mind indulges again in another fantasy, yet another pointless dream of what ifs. But she doesn’t want to block this one - the images burn so brightly, so vividly that she forsakes her sanity.

She pictures them meeting differently, without Liam - without this royal fairytale fantasy hanging in between them like an unspoken barrier. She’d still be in New York instead of Cordonia, bustling tables for any semblance of a good tip every night until she misses a ride home with her one of co-workers; and has to drag her tired feet across the street. She won’t even notice him at first. Not until she sees him standing under the same bus shelter. His hair is as long as it was right now; except it’s pulled back from his face and he’s wearing a thick jacket when he spots her too.

The weather would have turned bad by then, with the downpour of heavy rain stopping either of them from creating a wide berth of each other. She’d be shivering from the cold, and he’d say something irritably about women not bringing their jackets when he’d notice the lack of one on her. And she would snap back at him about chivalry being dead. His lips would curve into a smile then; not a full smile because those are rare but just a small twist. And it would be just enough to make her miffed, and ignoring all his efforts of taking his jacket would seem as the natural course of action. Until her teeth started to chatter. Until she’d have no choice but to begrudgingly accept. Then as the weather turned worse, they’d huddle against each other for warmth and start talking about the crappy weather. Maybe he’d even mention where he was staying and why he was in New York to begin with.

Her heart twists at the thought and she pictures them walking hand in hand walking across New York Times Square, enjoying their first Christmas together months later.

Yes. Things could have been very different.

He’s been staring at her this entire time, waiting for her to say something. When she opens her mouth again, finally words have come out. “It would’ve been different.” She says simply, lowering her gaze. “Sure you would’ve still been gruff and I would’ve have let you get away with anything…” A small smile stretches across her cheeks as she glances up at him again. “But all the rest? Yeah, it would’ve been different.”

She can’t help thinking about the other versions of her, of him - the ones that had the chance to meet under bus shelters and spent moments in bars sharing their favorite glasses of whiskey. Her heart aches for the versions of themselves she will never meet. “Maybe everything would’ve been different.”

“Riley…” He trails off and his voice has gone hoarse.

The distance between them gradually disappears until she feels his cool hand across her cheek. His eyes flicker and darken until they steal her breath away. Leaning her cheek towards his gentle caress, she closes her eyes for a moment to savor his touch. “Drake…” She mutters softly, stepping closer.

He freezes and suddenly his cool mask is back on. The moment between them has shattered. “Dammit.” He swears. “What am I even doing?”

She watches those dark eyes turn furious and reels away as if she’s been slapped. 

He releases a tired breath and runs his hands through his tousled hair. “I need to go.” He mutters. “I should go.”

He’s going to leave. He’s going to pretend none of this ever happened. The thought terrifies her, and before she can stop herself; her hand reaches out pulling on his wrist until he goes completely still. With her heart hammering inside her chest, she presses her cool face against the slight dampness of his back. He feels like home.

He doesn’t move at first and they are both quietly still. Neither of them speak and Riley is only aware of the sounds of their uneven breathing. Minutes passes by, and neither one of them are willing to let go until finally Drake clears his throat. “Tinsley…you shouldn’t.” He inhales sharply. “You can’t.”

She wedges her eyes closed and doesn’t loosen her arms around him. She hates herself for being so weak, for wanting more. Isn’t he allowed to be her weakness too? “Don’t you get tired of being so careful all the time?” She whispers. She is, she’s so tired of fighting - tired of pretending she doesn’t want this. Whatever this is between them. The pull and push connection she’s never felt with anyone else.

“Constantly.” He mumbles back, before twisting until she’s finally facing him again. 

The cool mask dissolves into an uncertain smile, and she’s struck by how differently he’s looking at her. She’s so used to seeing him smirk that the sudden softness in his express has taken her off guard. He’s looking at her as if she’s special, as if he wants her - no needed her. 

Her throat has gone dry again and she can’t tear her eyes away. 

His eyes dips to her lips and suddenly she’s forgotten how to swallow. “I’m so damn tired of it.”

She feels his fingers softly brush by her ear before travelling along the soft folds of her hair, untangling it’s wavy ends and arching her chin forward. Her eyes grow wide but she makes no move to stop him, when he finally closes the remaining distance between them.

His breath is hot against her lips. Her heart surges and her hands have gone slack beside her. They feel heavy, and her chest feels as if it’s about to burst. When she opens her lips slightly to meet his - she is suddenly met with cool air when he lurches away. 

For a moment all she can do is blink. She blinks a few times, until rationale has begun creeping back in. Standing very still, she watches the man in front of her let out a frustrated cry before stepping away completely. 

She steps back too, and when she stares up at him again, he’s a safe distance away. Her heart sinks with disappointment. 

“I’ve,” His eyes glance up at her again. “I’ve got to get out of here.” He steps towards her but frowns just as quickly once he realizes his mistake. “Now.” 

“Drake -“ 

“Before I do something we might both regret.” His face curves into a bitter smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. 

She doesn’t trust herself to speak, simply nods as he wanders to the door. He pauses to look back at her and she sees everything she’s ever wanted laid out in front of her. 

A man that doesn’t expect more than what she’s able to give. A man that could love her a thousand different ways, over a thousand different lifetimes. But she tells herself she can no longer indulge fantasies, in different versions of their lives that has never existed. She cannot afford to expect a different ending to their probably tragic story.

omgliterallysokawaii  asked:

flood of MC headcanons where she's poor and can't afford a lot and the guys help her out but she's too stubborn to accept.

( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ) ;;; Phew I really punched out on this one given I’m running on very little sleep and I’m a sore bean. I really enjoyed this headcanon so thank you @omgliterallysokawaii for suggesting it ^^


  • he has set foot in your apartment before
  • how can you live like this???
    • there’s a major rodent problem and you NAMED each of them
  • whenever you two go out he tries to pay for your meal too
    • but you two end up fighting over the check
    • at first submits because you just had that look in your eyes that said you would chop his fingers off if he even reached for his wallet
  • avoids places where you would have to spend money
  • makes you dinner and meals throughout the week
    • Zen makes jokes on the messenger how good of a husband he is
    • (ノ*゚▽゚*)
  • honestly, you can’t deny good food so you accept it
    • plus your precious bf puts a lot of effort in it and you would be the worst person known to man if you refuse it
  • offers you his old backpacks if yours is falling apart
  • when you keep denying his generosity, he gets creative
  • one time he bought extra school supplies and lied to you that they were for him
  • but the day before the semester began, he would say, “Oh it turns out I don’t think I need this folder…or these pens…or this binder…”
  • he bamboozles you so hard
  • you don’t even catch onto his little tricks until you two went out for dinner
  • then when the check came around, you two followed through your ritual of fighting over who paid 
  • but this nugget compromises that he would pay for the check and you would pay for the tip
  • once the check is paid, you put down the tip, and you two leave the restaurant
  • then it just suddenly clicks in your head
    • (」゜ロ゜)」 “J'accuse Yoosung!”


  • Jaehee completely understands
  • when she was in college she was thrown into the deep end
  • now that she has more money, she wants to help you with everything
  • but you’re so stubborn
  • it is it for her when you say, “I’m going to live off of ramen and rice the rest of my life”
  • SHE only eats garbage because she doesn’t have the time versus you eat garbage because you can’t afford it
  • and your apartment???
  • it’s practically a prison cell
  • she seriously cannot stand to see you in this state when she cAN DO SOMETHING
  • you don’t want her money???? OKAY THEN
  • she creates an efficient financial plan for you
    • manages to properly allocate money into food and necessities
    • woah who knew you can make a nutritious meal for $4!
  • you follow that plan to a T
    • you were really looking forward to that instant ramen but she threw it out ;-;
    • come on that’s a waste
  • the moment you get some cushion money, you spend it on your amazing girlfriend
  • “But you deserve it!”


  • you two play the stubborn game so hard
    • it would start to form into arguments
    • becomes a toasted marshmallow sometimes 
  • he knows how it feels to be poor af and not accept any handouts
  • he completely gets it
  • 100%
  • but not with you
  • finds out when you two are hanging out and you forget something at your apartment
  • his warning sirens are already going off when you’re in a bad neighborhood
  • in your apartment, it’s a thousand times worse
    • it’s only one room with a futon, a toilet, and sink
    • wtf
    • it looks like the only thing you bought was the futon
    • “He made new ones??? Damn, I’m going to need more posters.”
    • (ノ°益°)ノ 
  • that was the last time you ever set foot in your apartment
  • he was not playing any games when he told you to move in with him
    • his apartment sure isn’t a palace but it was better than that shit hole
    • honestly, in a relationship or not, he still wants you to move in
    • because big brother Zen isn’t going to let your innocence wither away
  • you want to help pay rent but he’s just like,”I got this boo”  ( ̄З ̄)
  • but you want to earn your keep so you end up being the maid and cook
    • he’s not complaining
    • you make some pretty decent meals when you have the right materials ^^


  • if Zen throws a fuss when you don’t want his help
  • Jumin gets 9000 times worse
    • because
  • he doesn’t understand how you can just skip meals
    • he doesn’t really skip meals but he always eats light at least
  • you once sent him a picture of you in your apartment eating a bowl of rice as proof you were eating
    • did not satisfy him
    • in fact after seeing your one room apartment, he was appalled
  • when he first met you he noticed your clothes were worn out
    • your sweater was faded, jeans had tears in them (especially around the inner thighs because those holes are bitches), your shoes had holes in them
    • you were a fucking mess but honestly, those were your favorite clothes to wear
  • asks Seven for your financial report and is shocked how fucking poor you are
    • super peasant
  • yet he could not fathom how you were so resourceful and HAPPY with your life
    • you—so poor but happy
    • and him ballin’ but in a constant state of self-loathing
  • the moment you set foot in his world, all he wants to do is TREAT YOU
    • *breathes*
  • you keep telling him “no I don’t need this really expensive thing” but he always come back with a swift rebuttal or he just does it anyway
  • (╥﹏╥)
  • eventually, you learn to negotiate with him
    • “okay you can buy me ONE thing, but I get to pick it”
    • of course, you end up picking the cheapest thing in the store >>
    • when you’re alone in his apartment you make a bracelet from Elizabeth 3rd’s ball of yarn
    • when he comes home you give it to him
    • it’s so simple and plain but you made it with the thought of him in mind


  • now he knows he doesn’t have the best diet
  • and that he was blessed in so many ways to have someone to clean up after him
  • with a job that paid big enough bucks to fund his car obsession
  • he feels like a class A douche bag when he finds out just how poor you are
  • it was very subtle
  • you dropped a few times how you the only meal you eat is dinner with a few snacks with change you scrounged up from your bag
  • or when you talked about how you liked to take your showers at the gym
  • or the fact that you didn’t even own a laptop
  • Seven did some digging and his suspicions turned out to be true
  • this jellybean wanted to do a good thing for you so he added a shit ton of money into your account
  • when you check it that morning you’re just (゚ロ゚) !
    • you KNOW Seven had something to do about it
    • and you tell him to take the money out (minus the amount you had)
    • ultimately, he takes it out and apologizes
    • you realize he had good intentions so you don’t hold it against the precious jellybean
    • a part of you can’t believe how much integrity you have to have turned down all that money
  • yet Seven is smart
  • he learns you don’t like to have things shoved to you on a silver platter
  • Jaehee suggests making a care package for you
  • so that’s what he does!
    • sends you a box with different things every two weeks
    • one box you got had an electric tea kettle, with a box of assorted herbal and earl gray, some groceries, a bag of honey buddha chips he puts stickers on it, a calico plushie, and cat mittens
  • he makes it anonymous but you figure it’s him because of his precious chips
  • while you didn’t want to accept his help at first, you couldn’t bear making him feel bad for a good deed
    • you think back to the whole money fiasco and you could never forget how SAD he was on the messenger after that
    • no sad Seven
  • you take his care packages with the thought in mind that they were being put to good use
Preschool AU ♡

So I’ve been sharing headcanons with @uushibaka who came up with the brilliant idea of a preschool AU!

So imagine Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki running a little daycare together. We didn’t go into detail about the little tykes there except for Kageyama, Hinata, and Yachi. But I could also imagine Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Kunimi, Kindaichi, perhaps Yahaba, and Kyoutani too.

So here is a list of idea that would happen:

-So first of all, Kageyama instantly takes to Oikawa. Follows him around like a little duckling and Oikawa isn’t sure what to make of it at first, but he gets pretty taken with Kageyama too and so Oikawa is usually seen with Kageyama on one arm and whoever on the other.

-Kageyama has problems with sharing Oikawa, especially with Iwaizumi who Oikawa is married to–and yes he takes Iwaizumi’s surname, but for the sake of this post I’m using their typical names–and goes through a pretty bad “mine” phase. If Iwaizumi tries to lean and give Oikawa a quick kiss, Kageyama will put himself in the way somehow to deny him. Wrapping his arms around Oikawa and give Iwaizumi little glares, giving Oikawa cheek kisses of his own. Iwaizumi just huffs a laugh every time and Oikawa is just tickled to death by it.

-We haven’t established ages, but sort of figured the kids have been coming to the daycare since babies. So at one point, when slightly older Kageyama is capable of somewhat understanding the concept of marriage, he tells Oikawa very seriously that he’s going to marry him. Iwaizumi, not thinking about it, tells Kageyama he can’t marry his husband, not realizing it could hurt Kageyama’s feelings, which it does–he doesn’t cry, just gets very pouty and goes and sits in a corner most of the day. (Iwaizumi really feels bad because he should have just let Kageyama keep that dream.) But never fear! Hinata is here! He and his little sister Natsu are new to the daycare and this little ball of sunshine is not afraid to go up to this grouchy looking boy and start asking him lots of questions. (Also should mention that Kageyama had a lot of problems getting along with the kids, even though Oikawa tried to get him included in everything. He would always just come back to play with his favorite teacher because he liked him better.)

-Hinata and Kageyama, after a few bumps–literally giving each other bumps–start to get along pretty well. Enough that one day Kageyama comes up to Oikawa and tell him, “I’m sorry Oikawa-sensei, I can’t marry you anymore. I’m going to marry Hinata and he’s going to be my wife instead.” Cue Oikawa tearing up because that’s too damn cute. Also cue Oikawa /sobbing/ when they have a pretend wedding for the two because this is just too much cuteness.

-Me and uushibaka hc Oikawa as an ugly crier and yes, that is relevant to mention.

-Imagine it being Oikawa’s birthday and he’s a little sad because nobody–not even his husband–has said anything or even wishes him a happy birthday, so he just pouts a little (also questions why Iwaizumi is so slow this morning, especially when he makes them late for work with doing things like getting coffee and all of this stuff they don’t usually do) and when they arrive at the daycare, the lights are all off when they walk in, only for them to come on quickly with all of his kids and coworkers shouting a big “surprise, happy birthday!” at him. The kids have little streamers to pop at him and Iwaizumi’s picked out a cake without Oikawa knowing and he just /cries/ because this is so sweet and almost too much.

-Consider beefy Iwaizumi who can hold several kids off of his biceps and on his shoulders, swinging them around carefully and just being this big, strong jungle gym. MatsuHana teasing him because all the mom’s swoon over him and Oikawa gets a little pouty until his husband reassures him with lots of kisses and telling him, “you’re the only idiot for me” Oikawa smiling: “not romantic at all, Iwa-chan”

-Kageyama asking Oikawa to come lay down with him and the two Hinata’s during nap time because the oldest gets nightmares sometimes and they think Oikawa being there will help. He only means to lay down there until they fall asleep and ends up falling asleep himself. Iwaizumi takes lots of pictures because it’s so cute. Especially when every kid snuggles up with him.

-All of their fridges are covered in finger paintings and macaroni art, they keep all of the things their kids make for them.

-Oikawa and Matsukawa (since they have the longest hair) sitting on the floor and letting Yachi put in little bows and those little hair ties with the plastic balls in their hair. Neither of them take it out, even when their husbands tease them for it, because they want Yachi to know she did a great job. They wear it all day so they don’t hurt her feelings.

-Seijoh 4 arguing over diaper duty. Kageyama purposely peeing on anyone who isn’t Oikawa, who laughs like crazy when he does it. Kageyama giggles along and Iwaizumi shouts at Oikawa, “Don’t encourage him!!!”

-Oikawa and Iwaizumi are designated boo boo “doctors”. Iwaizumi gets them to stop crying by convincing them how big and strong they are and Oikawa kisses them all better after bandaging them up.

This is really long so I’ll stop here, but I might add more later. Just know that we are both pretty gone to this AU. :’)

Okay, so obviously I saw Dear Evan Hansen and now I’m going to tell you all about it, because several people have asked.

So the show started at 7, but we went down the the theatre at about 5:30. We waited around until the security came and started forming the line. They opened the doors and sent us inside, so we could stand in line again. It was a little weird, but we were first in line so it was okay. Eventually a guy opened the door and let us in, and my sister and I just sprinted up the stairs. We got to our seats and sat down, and we were the first people in there and it was pretty weird to see the theatre completly empty.

We went to buy merch, but the lady at the merch cart couldn’t get the lock undone. She was pretty young and really sweet. My sister actually opened the lock for her xD. It was pretty funny. We saved the merch stand. Then obviously we waited for a while for the show to start and I was just shaking the whole time. Eventually the “silent your cellphones” thing went off and my sister grabbed my hand and we saw Ben come out and obviously then the show started and I was shaking and my sister and I were crushing each other’s hands the entire time and I was just completely enthralled with this show. I made some notes during intermission about the first act:

So at the beginning when Connor gets up and leaves the table, he doesn’t have a backpack like he did in the boot. Maybe the chair falling was a problem. Also, why don’t I have a professional recording of Mike Faist saying “FUCK YOU”

Connor’s face when Cynthia says he’s not high XD. Oh Michael.

“Am I not laughing hard enough for you?” Was like almost seductive? 😄 And then Jared looked legitimately terrified and almost tripped over Evan trying to get away.

I know other people talk about this a lot but hot damn when Mike goes “I rub my nipples and start moaning with delight” is quite possibly the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s hard to focus on all three boys at once but 👌

Will like leaped onto the stage when he went “HOLY SHIT” and it was adorable.

So during Requiem, all three Murphys are holding paper and Cynthia just holds it, Larry folds it up and puts it in his pocket, and Zoe crumples it up. Idk I just liked that a lot.

So you can see some of Connor’s room via projection and there is a no smoking sign and a hand giving you the finger on the wall. We also have matching Camelback water bottles.

Ben crying on the floor was just…omg he was just. I could go on for hours about Ben I’m not even kidding every bit of praise for this boy is deserved one hundred percent.

Ben and Laura’s riffs in If I Could Tell Her. Like it was a riffing party y'all.

Cynthia sobbing into Connor’s pillow during Requiem had me shookethened

Mike nearly ran into the screen during Sincerely Me when get goes “WELL ANYWAY!!”

BEN’S SEAT WAS SUPER POOFED in the scene with For Forever. Like the other three chairs were normal but Evan’s had a GIANT pillow on it.

I’m surprised they didn’t have to mop the floor between acts. Y'all talk about Fankhauser’s spit but damn Platt.

I never once doubted Michael Park’s talent, but…but like words can not describe how insanely talented this man is. When he sings 💜💚💜💚

That was just the first act. I have a lot of feelings about the second as well, obviously Ben SLAYED Words Fail and Rachel was just 😍😭😍😭😍 but also:

Props to Will and Kristolyn for carrying those background vocals. Like 500/10. Damn.

Connor standing there during Words Fail was heartbreaking

The Murphys during Words Fail were heartbreaking

People laughed randomly during To Break In A Glove and it wasn’t even at funny bits?!

The “Let’s throw a kegger” scene was so funny y'all have no idea.

The second half is a little blurry b/c I didn’t immediately write everything down but those are the parts I really remember well.


Connor is a bouncy boy. He bounces a lot. And his hair is so floofed. So pretty too. XD

Jared’s laughs make my life. Cleared my skin.

Ben Platt is just…I can’t. Give the boy a Tony. Also Give Mike a Tony. Please. His micro expressions and just the little things he does make his Connor believable at the beginning, and make Not-Connor a very interesting character to observe.

Also give Michael Park some awards please. Like damn.

Rachel Bay Jones is not only the sweetest person alive she is also a ridiculously talented woman and I feel bettered as a person for having seen her.

Jennifer Laura Thompson has the ability to make me feel everything Cynthia felt and I’m just shook.

I HAVEN’T TALKED ABOUT LAURA DREYFUSS YET. OMG I am so blessed rn. I’ve never been a big Zoe fan until tonight. She made me understand every bit of that character and things I’ve felt like are missing make a lot more sense now. And her face during Words Fail was just killing me. Every bit of her performance was amazing.

Kristolyn Lloyd deserves SO MUCH MORE than she gets. I love her and want to hug her.

Will. FREAkING. Roland. We all know I am the #1 Will Roland fan, and tonight just made it a thousand times worst. Like he is such a great actor and It’s so disappointing that he doesn’t get appreciated like he should. He is so much more than the Jokes Boy™. I would die for him. We made a solid five seconds of eye contact during the end of You Will Be Found. The whole You Will Roland Be Found thing is true. I was found by Will Roland.

Okay, so after the show we headed straight to the stagedoor(obviously after curtain call, which I already made a comment about earlier)and right as we got there Michael Lee Brown was walking away and I said “Hi Michael!” And he turned and waved as he walked away from the theatre. He is a beautiful boy. We waited for a bit before Michael Park came out. We were right by the door, and Michael went all the way to the other end and came back. I already posted about what he said to us, but it was really sweet that he took the time to talk to us and acknowledge our attire.

Then it started raining. We waited around for a bit in the rain, chatting with the girl that stood next to us. She had been seeing a lot of shows and was telling us about meeting some other Broadway stars. She was very nice. We then heard some screaming across the street and I was like “IS IT COREY!” and it was Corey!! So we ran across(my show was untied and I almost slipped on the wet street) the street to the Jacob’s and stood there waiting for him. My youngest sister saved our spot since she didn’t know who Corey was. She also kept my Playbill.

As we waited for Corey Rachel came out, but like we met Corey, and talked for a second and then got back right as Rachel got to our spot so it all worked out.

Like I said, Corey was really sweet and got excited to sign my Newsies bag and then took pictures with my sister and I. We were standing at the opening for min to leave (Laura and Corey both had cars waiting for them) so he walked around the cars with us and told us to be careful crossing the street.

Then Rachel was really nice again. She was telling us about how it’s a lot of work doing 8 shows a week, but it’s very rewarding and she is glad to do it.

A few minutes later they informed us that no one else was coming out so we headed back to our hotel, it was still raining, so I wasn’t surprised that they didn’t come out.

Sorry this is so long but I can’t put a cut because I’m on mobile.

"I can't wait to fill this house with memories." (Ethan)

Requested by anonymous: “can you do one with Ethan where you and him are husband and wife and are deciding on a house and where to buy it.”


“Baby, come look at these houses. I have a few I really like and I want a second opinion.” Ethan called from the kitchen.

You and him had just gotten married and were looking for a house in LA to move into from your tiny apartment and start your lives together and think about starting your own family.

You walked over to him at the counter and leaned against his shoulder, looking at the houses as he scrolled through the pictures.

All the houses were beautiful, and neither one of you could make a decision solely based on the pictures, so you set up an appointment with the realtor to see them in person.

The day of your appointment, you were excited to finally see them. Seeing the first few of houses, none of them caught your eye, and you were beginning to give up hope on finding your perfect family home. But all the changed when you walked into the last house on your list. You stood in the driveway and marveled at the outside.

“Wow, it has very nice curb appeal.” Ethan said as you walked to the door.

“Oh, wait until you see this inside.” The realtor said. You walked inside and immediately fell in love.

“Oh my gosh, Ethan. This is it. This is the house.” You said as you walked up and down the halls.

“I think so too.” Ethan agreed, meeting you in the kitchen.

Over the course of the next week, you finalized all the paper work, finished packing up your apartment, and were finally ready to move. You took a walk around the apartment, saying one last goodbye to the first place you lived after moving out from your childhood home.

“I’m actually gonna miss this place.” Ethan said to you as you stood in the entryway, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your cheek.

“Me too. It was the first place I lived on my own while I was in college. And the first place we lived together. It was a perfect apartment.” You said, smiling up at Ethan.

“It was, but this house is even more perfect.” Ethan smiled, kissing you.

“You’re right.” You agreed, kissing him again. “So, you ready to head home?” You asked with a smile. He smiled and nodded and you left the apartment to head to your new home.

Once everything was unloaded from the van, you immediately started unpacking. After about a week of unpacking and rearranging furniture, the house was finally the way you wanted.

“Hey E? Where’d you run off to?” You asked as you left your bedroom.

“I’m down the hall!” You heard him call back. You walked down the hall and found him sitting on the floor in the bedroom that faced the backyard.

“What are you doing in here?” You asked, sitting next to him on the floor.

“Just thinking.” He said as he wrapped his arm around you shoulder, laying his head on yours. “Y'know this room would make a perfect nursery for a little Ethan.” He laughed.

“A little Ethan? Why not a little (Y/N)?” You joked.

“Well, whichever one, this room would make a really good nursery. I can picture it.” He said. You looked around the room and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Yeah, I can see it too.” You agreed, wrapping your arms around his torso. You and him sat in the middle of the room, staring out the window and watched birds fly from tree to tree in the backyard.

“We’re gonna be so happy here, I just know it. I can’t wait to fill this house with memories.” Ethan said, kissing the top of your head.

anonymous asked:

Hey, I'm so sorry for this. I know you've posted so many tutorials on how you color n stuff, but I just can't get it. I ADORE your art style and am trying to gain practice by mimicking it, but the coloring is making me so frustrated. Is there perhaps any extra little tips or details you can give? Again, I'm very sorry to bother.

hey! dont be sorry at all, i don’t mind. 

here’s a process thing with more images, if that will help- if you could be a bit more specific with what exactly you’re having trouble with i’d be happy to do something centered around that. hopefully something in here will make things click.

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anonymous asked:

I'm doing this for a dazai fic... I can't really decide if it should be Dazai or Chuuya but either way.. Can I request headcanons of Chuuya and Dazai reacting that their s/o has alzheimer's and one day couldn't remember anything

Ahh that sounds cool! You should link me to the story if you’ve started <3

Dazai Osamu

  • At first, Dazai thinks you’re playing a prank on him when he wanders from the bedroom one morning to find you sitting on the kitchen floor. As he gets closer, though, red flags start popping up. When he notices that you’re just staring blankly at the pictures tacked to the fridge, he’s really unsettled. Slowly, he crouches next to you, gently laying a hand on your shoulder. “_______?” he asks, shaking you a bit. “Are you okay?” When you turn to him with a confused “Who’s that?” his heart immediately drops. What’s happening, he doesn’t know, but it’s clear something very bad is going on.
  • As much as Dazai wants to start pelting you with questions, he refrains. Disorienting you even more than you already are isn’t going to help anything. Instead, he starts out with simple questions; ‘Do you know how you got here?’, ‘Where do you go to work?’, ‘What’s your phone number?’. As you come up empty every time, Dazai slowly pieces together what’s wrong. He sets a box of pictures in front of you, hoping a familiar face might jog your memory, and then sneaks away to call Yosano.
  • After Yosano’s evaluated you is when Dazai really starts struggling. While he wants to do everything he can to fix you, it is your body; what if you don’t even want treatment? The fact that this issue is entirely beyond his control eats at him, and Dazai struggles between subtly manipulating you into seeking help or simply letting you decide what the next step’s going to be.
  • From the moment Dazai realizes what’s happened, he pours everything he has into looking on the bright side. He refuses to give in to despair and mope for the rest of his life. Even if Dazai’s completely crushed that your life together is gone, slipped away without warning like dust, he realizes that moping won’t solve anything. After all, you’re still you, even without your memories, and Dazai tries his best to keep that fact in sight at all times.
  • Whenever Dazai senses you’re beating yourself up over lost memories, he just laughs, throwing an arm over your shoulders and tugging you in for a quick hug. “We can just make new ones,” he points out, planting a light kiss on your forehead. “Apparently, I need to be a more memorable person anyway, hmm?” he teases. Behind this cheerful front, though, Dazai’s just as heartbroken as you are that the past’s all but disappeared.
  • He doesn’t say anything about it, but Dazai’s scared shitless that he’ll wake up one morning and you’ll be gone. After all, what’s keeping you from leaving him? Why would you tie yourself down to someone who you don’t know anything about? Dazai often stares at you for hours before he falls asleep, terrified that’s going to be the last glance of you he’ll ever be blessed with.

Nakahara Chuuya

  • Chuuya immediately knows something’s up when he wakes up one morning only to see you staring at him, horrified like you’ve just witnessed him burn down an old people’s home. As soon as you flinch when he reaches out to you, whispering a concerned “_____?”, Chuuya realizes something’s horribly wrong. He’s on the phone with the Port Mafia’s best doctor in seconds, mainly just so that his panicking mind can focus on something other than being frenzied.
  • Whether to treat you like a stranger or like his lover tears Chuuya apart; clearly, tugging you into his arms until the doctor arrives isn’t the best course of action, seeing as you’re already terrified. Kicking you out of his bedroom to wait by the front door doesn’t seem wise, either, though; and honestly, he couldn’t be so heartless to you if he tried.Chuuya settles for sitting stiffly next to you on the edge of the bed. The air’s thick and awkward, and Chuuya’s barely resisting the urge to practically tackle you and squeeze you close, but he just doesn’t know what else to do.
  • After the doctor leaves, Chuuya carefully threads his hands through yours, sighing. He explains that he’s had some time to think about this whole mess while you were being diagnosed, and that he perfectly understands if you want to leave him. If you want to go out and restart your life on your own terms, there’s no hard feelings; Chuuya even offers to pay for anything you need, whether it’s groceries or house rental, until you’re back on your feet. He’ll be heartbroken if you go, of course, but he simply couldn’t live with himself if you only stayed with him because you felt like you had to. Chuuya also points out that if you’re willing to work through it with him, he’d love to try to keep your relationship alive. It won’t be easy by any means, and he understands that, but Chuuya loves you enough to fight through anything.
  • Chuuya practically becomes addicted to pictures. Wherever you are, his phone camera’s out, capturing everything. He’s completely aware that this could happen again. If so, Chuuya wants you to be able to at least have a few memories. Maybe photographs can’t compare to memories in your head, but at least if all your dates are documented like this, you won’t have to potentially restart your life from scratch again.
  • Finding a cure becomes Chuuya’s top priority. He’ll fund an entire research program if he has to. Even if you eventually decide that you’re alright, that you don’t want old memories back, still Chuuya persists. He respects your decision, but he wants that option open to you if you ever change your mind.
  • If modern medicine can’t piece your past back together, Chuuya turns to the foolproof solution; ability users. After all, if someone exists that’s permanently protected from lemon-shaped bombs, shouldn’t there be somebody out there that can help you? Chuuya uses the Port Mafia to sniff out and recruit dozens of potential ability users, offering a ridiculous amount of money to anyone that comes forward, able to rebuild your mind.

anonymous asked:

[Same person as before] Besides motivation, character introduction is evil. I love making characters but I really struggle with introducing a lot of characters in a short space of time to help carry on the pace so the reader doesn't feel like they're stuck in a ditch with the book but it's really hard to do. I've worked out one solution to ramp up the pace slowly to let me introduce the characters but it's really situational and can't be used much. Any MORE tips? (sorry for the long message(s))

Welcome back. :)

Introducing characters is definitely another common struggle for writers. Each character and circumstance is different, so there’s never really going to be a one-size-fits-all answer, but let’s talk about a few general things that might help.

1. Don’t Change the Pace to Fit the Character: If you have a lot action going on in the story at the moment that you need a new character to enter the picture, you don’t necessarily have to slow down or speed up in order to accommodate the moment. For example, if your main character is being attacked by flying monkeys and someone steps in to protect them, it’s probably not the correct time to give a detailed description of their appearance. Introduce them through action first. After the present situation is dealt with, you now have the perfect opportunity to seize them up with a quick:

 “Soandso took a deep breath, staring in disbelief at the monkey corpses that now littered the ground. The man sheathed his sword, and she took advantage of the relative calm to assess him.”

Now you have time for a proper introduction, and the monkey corpses are there as a great conversation piece, too.

2. Using Character Arcs: Remember that most of your developed or important characters should have their own arcs. It doesn’t have to be as detailed and extensive as the main character’s of course, but the thing to keep in mind is that they should certainly have their own objective that they are trying to reach or accomplish, and that will motivate their actions- and with motivated actions comes story. I once read that the story begins long before the first page and continues long after the last. If you need to, it can sometimes help to map out where each of your characters are at a given time, before they even first meet, and track the events that lead them into being in the same place at the same time. That will also give you an idea of what’s on their minds at the time of their meeting. 

For example, if Character A is training to build robots, and Character B is a rebel who wants robots to be free, they each have motivations to be at a factory that builds robots- and it will probably make for a rather explosive first meeting.

3. Introduce Them With a Purpose In Mind: When you bring a new character into a story, make sure they have something to do. If there is no point to them being there at that specific moment, then they are just going to be confusing for readers. Introducing a character puts the spotlight on them, and if there is nothing to see, it tends to make for a distasteful first impression. In other words, if Steven is in chapter one but doesn’t do anything interesting or have a purpose until chapter three, people are going to get sick of Steven real fast. “Eff off, Steven”, they’ll say. “We don’t need you here. You contribute nothing.” Don’t do that to Steven.

Even if your character has history with the MC, that is still something that can be mentioned later. You don’t need three chapters of “we’re bestest friends” to establish a childhood friend. They can knock on the door later and have the MC narrate “I opened the door to my oldest friend Steven”. The only problem with waiting to introduce a character with history for a million years and then mentioning at the end of the first novel “btw my bestest buddy Steven will be arriving next book.”

4. Give a Quick Insight Into Their Personality: … But don’t give it all away right their. If they’re funny, start with a funny quip or cheesy line. If they’re stoic, you can mention their closed attitude or stony gaze. If they are charming, by all means, bring up the dreamy smile for second. But don’t give their entire Backstory right there just to get the audience invested in them immediately. That’s like going on a first date and bringing your diary from 5th grade to present so you can whip it out when they inevitably say “so tell me about yourself.” It’s a little much, a little soon, and a lot disorienting. 

5. Have Some Perspective: Think about your protagonist, the point of view, and the setting. At this time, and in this place, what is your protagonist going to notice right away about this new character? This can give you an immediate insight into their personality. If they are young, if they are old, whether they have dyed hair or tattoos, what they’re wearing- again, you don’t need to go into details if they aren’t significant. But think about the kinds of things that would stand out, and whether or not they would reveal anything about this person that needs to be known.


1. Keep in mind that first impressions for characters are just as important as first impressions in real life. They set the standard for how your character is going to be perceived henceforth. Keep that in mind when thinking about how exactly you want your audience to think about your character.

2. If you are still having trouble with introductions, re-read or re-watch some of your favorite books and movies, or think back to your favorite introductions or characters and think about how they were introduced. Was it memorable? How so? Did you enjoy it or was it rather boring? What made it so?

Introducing in Groups:

Sometimes it’s necessary to introduce characters in groups of well, more than one. That’s not ideal, since introductions are your first chance to bring attention to these new guys, but it happens sometimes. In that case, pick your moments and pick your details. 

Assign yourself a certain number of sentences per each- well, not literally, but take some key indicators to mind. Give each character 

1) a physical observation that the protagonist might notice, i.e., “she tied back her long brown hair”, and then

 2) a telling action, “she snapped her fingers, and a flame appeared in the palm of her hand”, and 

3)  a telling piece of dialogue, like “Get out from behind that dumpster, you epic loser.” 

(It doesn’t have to be in that order, and don’t do each piece at once for each character if you can help it- rotate them around, or else your going to introduce them and then have them disappear for the rest of that scene, whereas spacing out the details maintains a presence)

If you include those key moments for each character while the action is going on, your reader can get some clear details that provides a basic sense of each new person- in this case, she has long brown hair, conjures fire, and is a little rude and bold.

Thank you for your wonderful questions. These are definitely some great questions that I think are pretty universal. I hope this helps!


Adrienette for Seven Minutes

Is that title hinting enough? XD

(Don’t worry, it’s totally SFW. XD lol)

(Just take this, it’s like two months old, just take it and have it while I try to finish up this Stray Chat chapter)



“SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN!” Alya and Nino practically screamed as soon as Adrien walked through the door.

“What?” he asked, completely confused.

“NO- ALYA- PLEASE-” Marinette looked like she was going to start crying.

“It’s an American party game Adrien, all the cool kids do it.” Nino said with a shrug.

The home schooled and sheltered boy furrowed his eyebrows in even more confusion and said,

“Whenever you say that, we always end up doing something my Dad grounds me for.”

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Fairy Tail GO! Ch. 54

Rated T. I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does.

Summary: Lucy was having fun playing ‘Pokémon Go!’ when she accidentally put herself in harm’s way. Luckily a pink haired boy saved her just in the nick of time. A ‘thank you’ lunch helped spark a new friendship between them, but Lucy got more than she bargained for when she realized the boy she befriended had a complex past full of dark secrets. Fortunately for him, Lucy won’t be scared away so easily. Modern High School AU. Slight Angst/Drama/Fluff.

Read Chapter: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60

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Chapter Fifty-Four: Adorable

Lucy’s eyes slowly opened when she heard the sound of leaves crunching. She looked up just in time to see Natsu walking around the large tree. His lips curved into a smile once he saw his girlfriend sitting there peacefully.

“Found ya.”

She smiled along with him. “Looks like you did.”

“Yeah.” He looked up, placing a hand on the thick trunk. “This is the Sola tree, Magnolia’s pride and joy. I’m surprised you didn’t know that.”

Lucy shrugged, moving to pat the spot beside her. “Guess I missed that bit of information.”

It took Natsu a few extra seconds to sit down, his muscles aching from walking so much. He did better than others since he was used to walking everywhere, but he didn’t normally walk eleven miles all in the same day.

“Water?” Lucy offered, holding up her bottle.

He took it without hesitation, thankful for the cool liquid. He was in such a rush to find Lucy he forgot to stop and grab something to drink. After taking several gulps, he sighed. “I’m beat.”

“You look like it,” Lucy giggled, noting the sweat clinging to his skin.

“Yeah, I’m all sweaty.” He laughed, grabbing his shirt to pull it outwards, letting the air touch his skin. “Good thing I brought deodorant.”

Lucy watched as he fished in his side pocket of his cargo shorts, pulling out a stick of deodorant. While applying it, Lucy saw a hint of his stomach. She turned away to give him a little privacy.

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erule  asked:

Prompt: how about Jessica's reaction when she sees Matt for the first time after the last episode of "The Defenders"?? Like she can't believe he's okay and she understands that she has feelings for him and she doesn't know if he has them too? Happy ending please? Feel free to tag me if you write it, thanks for your attention x

She walks around for weeks with a strange feeling in her chest. It feels like regret and guilt all rolled up into one dull ache. She tries to drown it with alcohol, but when she passes out there are dreams with a demon staring up at her with sad glowing eyes from the bottom of a deep black pit. Her subconscious is not subtle or creative apparently.  Nevertheless, she wakes up panting more than once, the stench of alcohol sweat the only thing to pull her back to the present.

The bartender at the hole in the wall down the street knows her on sight. He takes her credit card wordlessly and opens a tab every evening around six, handing her a full bottle of whiskey. The bouncers toss her out around ten each night after she starts trading insults with the other patrons. She lets the meaty dumbbell grab her under the arms and drag her out to the sidewalk. She could break him in half if she wanted, even with the alcohol swimming through her veins making her lips numb. Instead she lets him park her ass on the curb and ignores that pitying look that flashes across his face.

She knows it would be cheaper to just go fill a cart up at the closest liquor store, but she doesn’t like drinking in the quiet anymore. The demon follows her into the darkness, and his sadness is palpable. It’s better when other people are around.

One night she’s more sullen than usual. She doesn’t have the energy to insult the juicehead at the end of the bar, or to pick a fight with the scumbag relentlessly hitting on the few women milling around. She just stares into the bottom of her shot glass until things get blurry and her vision starts to go. Strong arms wake her up, and she twists involuntarily, taking a swing at the person carrying her.

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13 Envelopes

pairing: reader x lin
summary: After graduating from UCLA, you would find any way to escape having to go back home. Lucky for you, your Aunt Jasmine Cephas Jones had organized a way for you to have the adventure you’d never gotten to have before. You’re ready to take her up on the offer.
warnings: rpf (naturally), mentions of teen pregnancy
a/n: thank you all for liking part i! we’re starting to go places now and this is Slightly Longer (by slightly i mean about 2k words longer).
(previous part) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5)
tagged: @defenestrate-yourself-please

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Q&A with Jay Park
  • Request: Can we have a Q/A with Jay as the bf. You are a singer as well, so basically you met at a concert :) and now you were friends before becoming a couple.. And it was SsamD who pushed both of you to confess that you like each other haha full of teasing pls
  • I hope you like it : )
  • ---
  • After watching Simon’s Q&A with his girlfriend, Jay wants to do one with you. Both of you are always busy due to hectic schedules - Jay with his label and you with your singing career. Luckily for both of you, Jay has found some time between his work and you were in Seoul for a press tour for your new album. So Jay asked you to come into the studio to do the Q&A with him along with Simon who will be asking the questions and doing the filming.
  • Jay: Simon, you can’t ask any other questions except the ones on the cards ok?
  • Simon: I know, I know. I've done this before so I should I know better than you, Park Jae-Beom. Ok, I'm ready. Action!
  • Jay: Aiight. Hello everyone, My name is Jay Park and I'm here today with my lovely girlfriend aka [Y/N].
  • You: Hi!
  • Jay: Just a hi, babe? No I'm here with my sexy boyfriend? I'm just messing with you babe so we're going to a Q&A today just like the one with Simon.
  • Simon: They like to copy me. Anyway the first question is where did you two go on your first date?
  • You: First date? I think we were both in your hometown, Seattle. Jay asked me to go this local Mexican place. The food there was amazing!
  • Jay: Yeah, we went to Luna Azul. Shout out to them. Go check them if you're in the area. We didn't do much after hey?
  • You: No, we didn't. It was raining that night so we went back to your house.
  • Jay: Damn right, we went back to my house. I pressed her buttons that night hehe
  • You: What buttons? I think you meant your PS4 controller babe because we played games that night as well.
  • Jay: As well...
  • Simon: Ayyyy TMI. Save those stories to the end.
  • Jay: Whatever man. Read out the next question.
  • Simon: What are your thoughts the first time meeting each other?
  • You: We met at Justin Bieber's concert. We were both in same VIP room.
  • Simon: What did you think of him?
  • You: I thought he was a very cold person at first because he wasn't really talking to anyone besides his crew. But also, very imitating.
  • Jay: Imitating? Who, me?
  • You: You're right. Jay is like a very enthusiastic.. puppy. He may look like a cold person but once you start talking to him, he's very funny and sarcastic.
  • Simon: What about you, Jay? What did you think of [Y/N]?
  • Jay: I noticed her well before we all got settled in the room. I thought, wow this girl has a very pretty smile and also that ass!
  • You smack Jay on his chest.
  • Jay: I'm sorry baby. Seriously, her smile lit up the room. I was very hesitant to talk to her because I thought she already had a boyfriend. I mean, someone that good looking wouldn't be single.
  • Simon: And ahem who told you to go and talk to her first? Before the Biebs would ask her to go to his after party.
  • Jay: It was you, Simon. He purposely pushed me into her. But in seriousness, I'm thankful for that. Otherwise I wouldn't be as happy as I am today.
  • Simon: Aww too cute, Park Jae-Beom. You better mention me during your wedding. So what is the most romantic thing that he/she has done?
  • You: The time when Jay flew out to Taipei to surprise me on my birthday. I didn't know but when I left Seoul to go to Taipei, Jay was on the next flight out. But he didn't show up until my concert the next night. He surprised me on stage. I kind of hate him for that because I cried and it ruined my makeup.
  • Jay: Do you know how hard it was knowing we were in the same hotel and having to avoid you?
  • You: What was hard, Jay?
  • Jay: I can't say it because Simon is here.
  • Simon: I'm sure I know what I mean Jay. You don't need to speak in codes.
  • Jay: Anyway, I think the most romantic thing [Y/N] has ever done to me, well actually she usually does it when I have a shit day. [Y/N] always prepares a bath for me. You know, with those cool bath bombs and candles.
  • Simon: You in a bath tub? That's an odd picture. Ok, what are each other’s worst or annoying habits?
  • You: Jay's tongue!
  • Jay: My tongue?
  • You: You're always sticking your tongue out. It's so annoying when I want to take a proper picture. Like your tongue should stay inside of your mouth baby.
  • Jay: That's not what you wanted or said last night.
  • You smack Jay across the chest again.
  • Jay: Haha. And you have the bad habit of taking my jackets and caps. To make things worse, she would pack them into her bags when she leaves. It's fucking winter right now and all I've been doing is wearing layers.
  • You: Good. Wearing layers would make it look like your arms are big and muscly.
  • Jay: Hey!
  • Simon: Alright love birds. Next question what is your ideal date night?
  • You: I prefer staying in you know, just a home cooked dinner and Netflix is fine. Plus I get to show Jay how to cook.
  • Jay: Yeah. Given our crazy schedules, it is always nice to wind down and relax.
  • Simon: That's nice. We're nearly at the end of this, are there any weird fantasies/kinks that you have or into?
  • Jay: I've seen shit going around saying that I have a daddy kink..?
  • You: Ha!
  • Simon: Does he, [Y/N]?
  • You look at Jay.
  • Jay: Fo real tho, I don't.
  • You: He actually doesn't but when he's annoying, I use that against him which makes it worse sometimes and he would pun-
  • Jay: Aye baby don't give away too much.
  • You: Oops, sorry...
  • Jay: Also, I'm just going to straight out tell them this. I like seeing [Y/N] strip.
  • Your face was blushing and you could feel your cheeks burning up.
  • Simon: Okay, last question do you two have any funny, embarrassing sex stories?
  • You: There are many, right Jay? I remember the one with your song. I'll tell it. We usually listen to music when we um do it and there was this time when one of Jay's songs was playing. What was it again?
  • Jay: It was Do What We Do.
  • You: That's right. So apparently, the track was like the first recording Jay made and at the end, you could hear Simon and Gray talking. They were having an argument of what's better - dumplings or ramen. It was so weird hearing them because I thought they were in the same room as us. So awkward and I couldn't stop laughing afterwards.
  • Jay: Yeah and that was the last time we ever have songs playing in the background.
  • Simon: Aha, sorry guys. Okay that's all the questions, now say goodbye to your fans.
  • You: Thanks for watching this and I hope to do another one soon. Mwah!
  • Jay: Thank you and please go support my baby. Her new album has just dropped, go listen and buy it now! Peace! AOMG! Argh!

a-le-lone-wolf  asked:

hi there! i'm so sorry to bother you but i'm kind of going through an episode right now and i love your imagines so much that i thought you could help me out. i had an emotionally and mentally abusive ex and recently them and their friend contacted me and are harassing me but i blocked them but i still can't help but feel shit. i was wondering if you could write a prompto x reader imagine where his s/o is dealing with the same thing and he comforts her and leads to smut too? xo.

Heey A-le-lone-wolf! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! And I’m so sorry you have to go through this. If you ever need an ear to listen to you can always shoot me a message. And I also hope that things will get better for you! And you’re not bothering me at all!!! :o
Last but not least, thank you for your kind words and for sending that request. 

It took quite long to finish because I didn’t want to make mistakes. The actual NSFW scene will be uploaded in a different post - but I promise you’ll get your smut! I’ll have to re-touch that part again but it should be up tomorrow. But I wanted you to know that I’m not ignoring your request and didn’t want to keep you waiting much longer! ^^

Anyway, I hope you like it <3

(P.S: I’m not ignoring any requests, I’m working on all of them).

Part: 1 out of 2

Words: 3000+

Genre: Eeeh, fluff but kind of angst too?

TW: Mentions & depictions of harassment, abuse, bullying and smut begins at the end - the actual scene is in a separate post.

They’re doing it again!” Prompto’s S/O shouted, messages of her abusive ex and the army of “friends” they had spamming the notifications on her phone. 

Over the past few days, they had been sending numerous messages over all kinds of social media harassing her, sending mean messages or even photos and video snippets. Prompto knew. He was there when it all began, when his S/O’s ex first tried to sneak his way back into her life. His first reaction was to take her phone - of course, after asking - and blocking them and deleting all messages for her. That didn’t stop them, though. Only hours later they created new accounts.
More hurtful words were sent. Unfortunately, Prompto wasn’t there to stop them. She read through all of the messages, tried to come up with smart remarks but simply couldn’t. 

Pick up the phone, I’ve got a bone to pick with you.
You dare to be with that stupid blonde guy again?!
Why waste your time. Just come back already.
No one will ever love you as much as I did.
We both know you need me. You’d be nothing without me. You should be grateful I’m willing to take you back after such a ridiculous attempt at breaking up.
I’m the best thing that ever happened to you. 
Okay you know what, fuck you and your sorry ass.
All my friends hate your worthless ass as well.
I’m sure your boy is cheating on you. Think I’ve seen him with some blonde, busty mechanic.
You should be thankful I’m trying to help you.
This is all your fault! 
Such an ugly mess, probably crying like a baby. Get yourself together.

Those were just some of the texts she received. With each message, she heard their ex’ voice, saw their face scrunching up before they yelled at her. She could practically hear their voice in her head, haunting her all over again.
They broke up over a year ago, yet they still tried to get her back. Before their final break up, she came back - multiple times. They always managed to guilt trip and manipulate her into believing she had to go back. Right after they put her down, slowly tore her self-esteem off, they comforted her, whispered sweet nothings into her ear. 

It was a never-ending cycle of abuse. But eventually, she found the strength within herself to break it off. For good. Back then, they harassed her for a few months, made sure she knew about all their new relationships and how much better they were. They were obsessed with her, still trying to control her even from afar. She moved, bought a new phone and deleted all memories associated with them - including her old social media accounts. 

And it helped. For some time at least.

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anonymous asked:

Can you please do a headcanon where the RFA meets MC for the first time and realizes she's shorter than they thought? (I'm 4'11 in/150 cm and 19 yrs old, so I get insecure about looking younger than I am >///<) Thank you!

Sure! Also, I apologise for not having responded to any asks lately, I’ve been super busy. My ask box is flooded, so hopefully there’ll be a handful of new posts soon!


  • Yoosung is 171cm (5′7´´)
  • He really didn’t mind your height at ALL
  • He thought it was super cute and was a flustered mess when he saw you for the first time
  • You were so adorable and sweet and adnsajfasjfnasf
  • He loves holding your hand A LOT
  • And cuddles!!!! Definitely
  • He’ll sulk on the couch by himself when you’re working until you give in and join him
  • ‘’MC! Hey, MC! Come cuddle me.’’
  • ‘’I’m busy, Yoosung.’’
  • ‘’Pleeeeaaaase?’’
  • if you dont think he uses his puppy eyes, you are wrong
  • ‘’In a minute! Let me finish this email…’’
  • ‘’…’’
  • ‘’Fine!’’
  • he gets it his way every time because you can't say no to that face
  • He loves falling asleep with you in his arms - and falling asleep in your arms too (he actually really likes being the little spoon)
  • He adores your heigh so much and is really happy that he still gets to be the tallest, despite him not being very tall out of the other guys he knows
  • He’s just so happy that you chose him and that you fit in his arms, like you two are a puzzle, two pieces that fit perfectly together
  • Like you were made to fit
  • Like you were meant to be


  • Jaehee is 165cm (5′4´´) and is pretty used to being one of the shortest
  • So when she saw you at the party, she was so surprised (and also a bit flushed because damn you were looking good)
  • She started watching you, admiring your features and just you
  • Everything about you, you as a person
  • The way your eyes lit up as you talked about something that you were clearly passionate about
  • How your pretty hands illustrated what you were saying
  • How you laughed and the general sound of your voice
  • ‘’Wait… Jaehee? Hi!’’
  • You were waving enthusiastically with a big smile on your lips, trying to get her attention
  • She had been so busy staring at you and admiring every part of you
  • hat she didn’t introduce herself or even say hi
  • !!!!!!
  • And now you were talking to her???? of all people???
  • She grew to love your height so so much as you interacted more
  • But honestly though?? you are so cute???
  • The perfect cuddle size for the perfect cuddle woman
  • She loves hugging you and just being around you, touching you
  • Holding your hand, her hand resting on your waist and…
  • She just loves you a lot in general
  • And she would totally be the one to kiss your forehead fight me


  • Zen is 182cm (5′11)
  • He honestly didn’t have any expectations about your height
  • He just pictured you as a lovely, charming and kind human being (which is true! you are amazing but anyway okay on with the post)
  • He had trouble spotting you at the part LMAO
  • He was looking everywhere for you until he finally saw you a few meters away, talking with some of the guests, a champagne glass in your hand
  • And oh god
  • You were everything he had imagined
  • And your height was perfect, he did have a thing for people shorter than him
  • But up close you were shorter than he had expected??
  • Not in a bad way, but wow
  • ‘’MC?’’
  • ‘’Oh, hi Zen!’’
  • All was going well until he accidentally blurted out:
  • ‘’You’re so short!’’
  • He shouldn’t have said that
  • He realised that he shouldn’t have said that when you looked away and started fidgeting with the hem of your outfit
  • Operation Save My Ass Before I Ruin Everything™ had been put into action
  • ‘’You’re so cute! I could pick you up and carry you around all day!’’
  • He knew it had been successful because you blushed and laughed a little
  • dat save


  • Seven is 175cm (5′9´´)
  • There is a height difference, but he doesn’t mind at all
  • He teases you a lot about it and loves to surprise you from behind and tickle you until you curl up on the floor, a giggling mess
  • Sometimes he charges at you in full speed and swoops you up from the ground and carries you around bridal style
  • He adores you
  • When you two first met he was honestly so blessed by even looking at you
  • You were so smol and cute and it was almost too much
  • you nearly put him in cardiac arrest
  • He likes to mess around with introductions a lot
  • ‘’…And this is my tiny adorable girlfriend, MC!’’
  • ‘’I’m not that short!’’
  • You fought back every single time
  • And he loved it
  • He loved you

(made this extra long for me dad @gigi-the-faunus !!! ;)) enjoy)

  • His height is 183cm (6′)
  • Which equals an obvious height difference, but he doesn’t mind at all
  • Frankly, it seems he doesn’t really care
  • He didn’t have any expectations about yours, and hadn’t even thought about it
  • He had thought about you, but not necessarily your height
  • He didn’t even mention your height difference when you first saw each other
  • He didn’t even talk about it
  • You had been a bit worried that he didn’t speak about it because it bothered or embarrassed him, so you didn’t bring it up either
  • The thought of him not liking such a big part of you was nagging you constantly
  • You could have a good time together of course
  • But then he’d do something to remind you of your height difference, like bending down to kiss you
  • That made you uneasy, worried and a bit sad
  • But you didn’t want to bring it up in case he hated it?? what if he did??
  • ….What if he left you?
  • But then, one day - you’d had enough of silence
  • Yet you didn’t want to be too straight-forward, so you played it subtly
  • ..after he had gotten some wine because that makes him more calm lmao
  • ‘’Hey, Jumin? Can I ask you something?’’
  • ‘’Of course. What is it?’’
  • ‘’What… What do you think of my height?’’
  • There was a moment of silence and you held your breath as he kept quiet
  • You were worried that you had opened the dam and now the water of troubles would flood out, unstoppable
  • You regretted having started the conversation and was about to turn around and walk away
  • …when he responded
  • ‘’Your height?’’
  • ‘’Y-yes, my height. What do you think of it?’’
  • ‘’It’s alright? I’m not quite sure why you’re asking me this.’’
  • ‘’Wait… So, you are fine with me being this short?’’
  • ‘’Of course I am. Your height is a part of you, and I would never change you. You are perfect.’’
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