your face is too perfect

10 movies to watch when you’re broken

1. Her (2013) dir Spike Jonze

This movie is so great and it’s soooooo tumblr. Spike Jonze is a really fabulous director and his movies are always so beautiful. This movie takes place in a somewhat futuristic version of LA and it is about Theodore, a greeting card writer who falls in love with his operating system. It is silly. Silly movies rule.
You’ve totally seen these pics on tumblr.

2. Lost in Translation (2003) Dir. Sophia Coppola

Lost in Translation is a movie that, if you haven’t seen already, you have to watch like directly after Her because the directors were married and divorced in 2004. This movie is said to be reminiscent of their crumbling relationship, Spike Jonze being Bill Murray’s character and Sophia being Scarlet’s. Her is said to be Spike Jonze’s reaction to this film. ScarJo is such a bae.
“A faded movie star and a neglected young woman form an unlikely bond after crossing paths in Tokyo.”

3. Lars and the Real Girl (2007) Dir. Craig Gillespie

This movie is VERY important because it has Ryan Gosling in his chubbiest, dorkiest form and that’s something everyone has to see. It follows a similar premise to Her, except instead of being in love with an OS he’s in love with a sex doll. Exciting. 

4. Blue Valentine (2010) Dir. Derek Cianfrance

This film also has Ryan Gosling in it so clearly it’s fab. This is the type of movie that leaves you thinking about every relationship in your life forever. It inter-cuts between the beginning of a marriage and the end. “You said for better or for worse. You said that. You said it. It was a promise. Now, this is my worst, okay?”

5. The Place Beyond the Pines (2013) Dir. Derek Cianfrance

OKAY! IT’S ANOTHER RYAN GOSLING FILM! I still don’t really know how I feel about this movie as a whole, but it’s really beautiful and Ryan Gosling is in his prime in this film. It’s essentially a three part movie. It also has Bradley Cooper and Dean DeHaan in it so that’s three reasons you should watch it. The cinematography is A+ also. 

6. Palo Alto (2014) Dir. Gia Coppola

Palo Alto is the type of movie that’s honestly about nothing, but I found that it’s the only film about adolescence that actually captures how it feels to be so heartbroken, confused and lost for no real reason. The cast is stunning! It has that ‘first film’ vibe as well which I think aids the film. 

7. Beasts of the Southern Wild (2012) Dir. Benh Zeitlin

Another first film for the director. Beasts of the Southern Wild is a stunning film. It’s very very emotional as well. Be prepared to cry. 

8. Moonrise Kingdom (2012) Dir Wes Anderson aka King of film

You either love Wes Anderson or you hate him. I personally love him. Moonrise Kingdom is so perfectly awkward. It’s great to watch when you’re sad because it’s funny in a way that’s not too in your face. It’s the perfect relief to your sadness.

9. Clueless (1995) Dir Amy Heckerling

After you’ve watched Moonrise, you’re ready for something light. That something light is Clueless. You can use Cher’s “as if!” attitude to get over whatever has led you to this list or to this blog. 

10. Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) Dir Wes Anderson

Another movie by king Wes. It’s the perfect quirk fest and it features Ralph Fiennes in a really quirky role which is surprising. It’s funny but not a comedy and I love it. Again, Cinematography rules.


You acted like the bad guy in front of her, but I know you’re hurt inside. I was aiming for that.

— what 2 do | (m)

pairing— kim seokjin x reader,  roommate! jin, college! jin
genre/warnings smut, fluff, slight angst (more like over dramatics) 
words— 13,759

:: summary— what happens when the college roommate you thought was definitely going to be girl turns out to be the most gorgeous guy you’ve ever encountered in all your years of life? It’s a stupid misunderstanding on your part, but maybe, just maybe, it won’t be so bad after all…

listen to  I feel you by wonder girls

Keep reading


Hi guys so this is something new for me. I’ve been asked to write some smut and honestly I didn’t feel comfortable at first writing it but I kinda wanted to test the waters and push the boundaries and I guess I wanted to see if I could write something out of my comfort zone. So here is the finished product! Hope you like it, please send me any feedback… Love - L


You had always believed in soulmates, since the day you learnt about love, you clung to the prospect of love in your own future, a love that would be strong, powerful and that could handle anything that life threw it’s way. Since the day you learnt about love, you believed that you would meet a lovely man, who hopefully would be kind, handsome, caring, talented and would hold the same interests and passions as you. You knew that you would find a man and if he was your soulmate you would know and hopefully he would know too. But when you met Harry four years ago now, you hadn’t got what you bargained for. You thought that it would be easy, that you would fall in love with your soulmate and that you would be together and live happily ever after. Of course you were too naive, you often were. You were still happy with Harry - not with Harry, not together with Harry, but you were happy being best friends with Harry.

You see, you met Harry when he was just that ; Harry. Before he was the well-known Harry Styles loved by many and hated my few - a jealous few you thought. You both had big dreams, maybe a bit too big for the both of you. Harry had always said “for an awfully small girl, your dreams are very big” and you would frown and he would place a kiss to your forehead and whisper “’s alright though love. Got big dreams for a big heart”. You fell in love with him back then, of course he grew and you grew with him. Him in one direction and you on your own, just as successful in the same industry. Then Harry became just him and you we’re still just you, still madly in love with each other, still naive.

Naive because you loved him and he loved you, but you thought he didn’t love you and he thought you didn’t love him. All too complicated for my liking. You knew he was your soulmate, hence why you were having this one particular discussion, more like argument really.

“I don’t get it love. Why are you going on a date with this dickhead?” he said, sitting on your bed, legs crossed, arms resting on his knees, head resting on hands and an adorable pout sitting on his all too perfect face. You were doing your makeup, elegant, way too elegant for this date, but he still thought you looked gorgeous.

“He’s not a dickhead Harry. He is a nice respectable man and he’s kind” you said, as you applied your mascara.

“Still a dickhead” Harry mumbled making you giggle and look up to meet his eyes and pouty face in the mirror.

“’m being serious Lou” he said, sitting up straight and coming to sit on the edge of your bed.

“H, with all due respect, you’ve never met him” you said, making him screw up his face.

“Don’t need to. Just have a bad feeling” he said, so innocently, almost making you question his true motives.

“Harry please” you said, putting hair spray in your curled hair.

“What? If I was going on a date with a girl and you had a bad feeling I’d respect your opinion and not go, because I trust the opinion of my best friend” Harry said, making you sigh and turn around to face him. Slowly, you stood from your seat at your vanity table, walking towards him and placing your hands on his shoulders as his came to rest on your hips.

“If you truly don’t want me to go, I won’t” you said, looking down at him as his pout slowly began to fade.

“Yer gonna make me feel bad” he said, making you sigh.

“What do you want then Harry?” you said, beginning to get frustrated.

“Just want ya to myself love. Was wrong with tha’?” he said, making you sigh again.

“What does that even mean Harry?”

“I’m jus’ sayin’ Lou. I know you’ll regret it” Harry said, making you angry. 

 “why do you always do this! You say something nice and cute and then I ask about it and you change the subject! What’s that even supposed to mean!” you said, now raising your voice and walking away from him.

“Fine! So you’re saying that everything you’ve ever told about the soulmate shit, is now just forgotten! You said that you’ll know when you meet the person that they’re the one! Well you’ve already met him so what? Is he the one?” Harry said, raising his voice too. But he was right, he usually is. 

 “That doesn’t matter! Why do you even care Harry! You’re supposed to be happy for me!” you said, getting so frustrated that tears ran down you cheeks. In all honesty you hated arguing with Harry. 

 “Maybe because I’m pissed off! I’m pissed off because I know you’re the one but you’re too naive to see that! And I’m too naive to think that someone like me would be your soulmate! Would be the one for you! I don’t want you going on this date because if you go on this date and he is the one it ruins everything. It ruins all possibilities of you waking up one day and realising that no maybe I’m not the one but yes…. Maybe I’ll do” Harry said, his own tears falling down his cheeks and he sat back down on your bed. Feet planted to the floor, arms on thighs, head in hands, head facing downwards. Suddenly everything all made sense and a wave of sadness washed over you. Dropping to your knees in front of him and placing your palms on his knees, you began to talk.

 “Is that what you think?” you said softly, your heart breaking as he sniffed and sobbed a little. No answer from Harry and you had to make him see otherwise.

 “No Harry… No. I, I thought you didn’t love me. Harry listen to me, you, you are perfect, everything I’ve ever wanted. I loved you the moment I saw you, I got to know you and Harry you were perfect. You still are perfect. I agreed to this date because no he wasn’t you, but yes, he was nice and kind and I was tired of waiting for you” you said, making him look at you. 

You stood up, his eyes following you, you placed yourself on his lap, using the pads of your thumb to wipe the tears from his beautiful tanned cheeks. Harry took your small hands in his and placed a kiss against them. 

“Harry I love you, I love you so much and I’m so sorry for not telling you sooner but I was so afraid” you said, making him hush you. 

 “No love. I’m sorry too” he said, both of your tears still falling but coming to a gradual stop. 

“C'mere” you said, pulling his head closer to yours. You placed your lips against his for the first time ever. It was more than you had ever imagined, his lips rough yet soft against your small ones, tears mixing together and lips pushing against each other, intoxicating the both of you.

 A love filled kiss shared between two former friends, the possibility of a love together floating through the air. Your dreams of your soulmate and a strong love true at last. Finally you pulled away, Harry still chasing your lips. 

“Be my girlfriend please” Harry said, making you giggle at how childish he sounded. 

“As long as you’ll have me, my love” you said ,making Harry smile widely. 

“My mother is going to be so proud” Harry said, as you played with his hair.

“Mhmm. Gem will finally stop teasing you” you said, making Harry giggle and place another kiss against your lips.

“the boys will be happy too. Finally got the girl I’ve been pinning over for four years. Louis will be ‘appy, loves yer he does, yer his best friend after all” he said, making you nod.

“My mum’s gonna smother you even more now, you know that right?” you said, making Harry smile and nod. 

“Won’t get a bollocking from your brothers will I?” Harry said making you laugh and tilt your head back, Harry leaning forward a kissing your throat, your hand threading further into his hair as he attacked your neck. 

“Na they love ya. Not as much as me though” you sighed out. 

 “And ya dad?” Harry said, as he sucked at your sweet spot, blood running to the surface and your gasp ringing through the room. 

“Don’t wanna be thinking about my dad right now H” you said, making him tilt your head down to his and placing his lips to yours again, his tongue slipping into your mouth, the foreign feeling making you rut against him, the both of you loving the feeling.

“Probably should call and cancel that date with was his face” Harry mumbled against your lips. 

“Probably” you mumbled back, tongues fighting against each other and your hips moving against his, a particular rub working for the both of you has Harry thrusted his hips against yours in pleasure. 

“Mmm baby” Harry mumbled, out as your hands ran down his chest, undoing the last few buttons of his shirt and running your hands down his chest to his jeans.

“Gonna call him then?” Harry groaned out, as you placed a kiss against his chest, marking him against one of the swallow tattoos. Harry was growing by the minute not wanting this to stop and praying that you wouldn’t stop this to call him. 

“Na fuck it” you said making Harry groan out and flip the both of you over so Harry was hovering over you. 

“Thank God for that. Thought you was going to leave me all hard for a moment there” Harry said, making you both laugh loudly. You giggled as he placed soft kisses against your neck tickling you. Harry sighing into your neck before moving to see your face. His hand cradling your face, leaning down to place a kiss against your lips, the mood suddenly changing. 

“You’re so beautiful” Harry said staring at you, making you blush. Your hands came to rest on his shoulders, pushing his shirt off before pulling him closer. 

“I love you so much” you mumbled against his shoulder, as you placed kisses there.

“Hmm. Think I love ya more pet” he said sucking at your neck and groaning when your heavenly gasp floating around the room, your hips arching off the bed and slowly rubbing against him.

“Harry” you gasped as he placed his lips back on yours. Frustrated, you tried to unbuckle his jeans, groaning when you were unsuccessful. 

“Harry” you said again, kissing his neck and distracting him 

“Yes love?” he groaned as you accidentally rubbed your hand against him still trying to unbuckle his jeans. 

“Get these off” you groaned, as his hands came to push your dress up, bunching at your thighs. Your hands finally steadied against him, managing to undo his belt and then successfully undoing his zip and pushing his jeans down his hips, past his round bum and down to the middle of his legs where he kicked them off.

“Can’t believe that twat was going to get a date with you… You’re too gorgeous even for me” Harry said making, you giggle as he your dress over your head. Harry ’s hands found your waist pulling you closer to him and attaching his lips to yours again. You sighed against Harry’s lips as his tongue entered your mouth, feeling Harry twitch against your thigh. Harry kneeled above you, you rising up so you were kneeling in front of him, you lips attacking his neck, moving down to his stomach, kissing against his butterfly tattoo and finally against his ferns.

 "What you doing love?“ Harry said, directing you back to his lips. 

"Admiring you. You’re perfect” you said, sucking a love bite at his collar bone, earning a loud and full groan from him. Harry placed his hands against the small of your back, lifting up and unclasping your bra before placing the two of you down against the mattress. 

“God you are perfect. How are you so perfect?” Harry mumbled against the mold of your breast, making you moan. Your hands found his hips, pushing his boxers down slowly. Harry’s hands pushed your lace panties down your hips and past your legs, moving them off the bed along with his boxers. 

“Are you sure about this kitten?” Harry said, smiling down at you, you lent up and placed your lips on his, his tongue entering your mouth “yes” you said quickly. Harry took condom out of your draw (he had browsed through your draws once whilst being bored, teasing you afterwards, to which you just punched him).

He placed the condom on, you then wrapped your legs around his hips, Harry then pushed the tip of him in, making the both you gasp. 

“Fuck” Harry said, as he pushed the rest of the way in making you arch your back against him and moan out. 

“God it’s like you’re made for me” Harry said, as his lips find yours. 

“Move H” you said, sighing into his mouth at the heavenly feeling. Harry pulled away and placed his forehead against yours as he began to trust slowly and deeply into you making you gasp again as he instantly found your g-spot. 

“Harry, you feel so good” you said, squeezing around him and making him groan and throw his head back.

“I love you so damn much” Harry said, placing his forehead against yours again, placing soft and passionate kissing against your lips.

“Gonna -fucking hell- take you on so many dates and- ummphh - treat you like a -shit so tight- Queen” harry said, as he continued to trust against you.

“Oh God Harry. Faster” you gasped against him, beginning to meet him with his thrusts. You placed your legs further up Harry’s body, now wrapped around his waist, making it able for Harry to hit a new angle inside of you.

“Oh God babe… So close” Harry said as you tugged at his hair. Your back arched and your eyes closed as you came closer to you high. 

“Baby, look at me… Look at me… Wanna see your face when you come” Harry said, thrusting faster now. 

“Ohhhh Harry” you said, as you reached your high, your back arching off the bed, your breasts touching his chest. You squeezed around him as you came, making Harry spill into the condom.

“I love you, I love you I love you” Harry said, kissing you softly as the too of you came down from your highs. Harry rolled off you, pulling you closer so your head was against his glistening chest, quickly sliding the condom off and throwing into the bin next to your bed. 

“Never done that before?” Harry said, confusing you.  

“What do you mean? You’re not a virgin H” you said, your arms crossing on his chest, your head resting against them and looking into his eyes. 

“Never made love to someone before…” Harry said, making you smile.

“Me neither” you said, kissing his now swollen lips. 

“I love you so much. And I promise I’ll take you on dates, and do all the stuff we’re supposed to do and I’ll spoil you rotten. But I can’t wait so please be my girlfriend?” Harry said making you kiss his chest.

“Of course H. Don’t care about that stuff… Just want you” you said, making him smile and kiss your forehead.

“Well you have me” Harry said reaching for his phone. 

“who are you texting? That’s incredible rude after what we’ve just done” you said making Harry laugh and then he showed you who he texted. He had text Gemma telling her that you two were now together. “

You need to text that douchebag anyway” harry said. “Na just leave it” you said making Harry laugh loudly.

Some sins are meant to humble you.

anonymous asked:

Agito x Sho x Toya, yes or no?


airuna  asked:

Can you write 64 and 92/93 please?

Sure can! I’m keeping this one short and sweet, because I think we all could use a few hundred words of fluff to get through next week.

Malec: 64: “You’re so beautiful.” + 92: “Are you drunk?”

Magnus woke up to a giggling Alec hopping onto bed. Sometimes Alec would arrive in the middle of the night, especially when he was running rounds. Those were rarer now that he was the Head of the Institute, but Alec still loved to get out of the office from time to time.

Although Magnus remembered something about a celebration. It had to do with… Jace? Some shadowhunter thing, Magnus figured.

He didn’t have much time to think before next thing Magnus knew, Alec was on top of him. “Hi,” he said with a lazy grin. “I missed you.”

“That’s sweet, darling,” Magnus said, fingers running through Alec’s hair. He wasn’t as sweaty as he would be if he had been working. “Where were you?”

“Institute,” Alec answered mindlessly. His eyes traveled through Magnus’ face and Alec frowned. “You’re so beautiful.”

Magnus blinked and he couldn’t help the smile that took his lips. Something on Alec’s voice sounded almost offended. “Should I apologize?”

“No!” Alec practically screamed. “Never. You’re perfect. Your face. The rest too. I missed you.”

A chuckle played at Magnus’ throat, but he suppressed it. “Alexander, I’m going to ask you something and I want you to answer me with the truth, okay?” He waited for Alec to nod a couple of times. “Are you drunk?”

Alec beamed. “Yes!”

This time Magnus let the chuckle out. “You sound proud of that.”

“I drank scotch,” Alec sang, leaning his chin on Magnus’ shoulder. “Tasted like wood, even though I’ve never tried wood. It was really old too. But not as much as you. So I guess it wasn’t really old at all.” Alec closed his eyes. “Time is relative.”

“It is.” Magnus hugged his boyfriend, feeling his weight on top of him. He had missed Alec too. “How about we go to sleep, darling?”

“We could do that,” Alec said, nodding. He opened his eyes and looked at Magnus, smirking. “Or we could- you know.”

Magnus arched an eyebrow at him. “Or we could sleep.”

“It’s so hard to win an argument against you,” Alec whined and rolled to lay on Magnus’ side. “Today was the anniversary of the day Jace and I met.”

With a movement of his hand, Magnus used his magic to change Alec’s clothes to the shorts he wears to sleep. “So you guys went out for drinks?”

“We drank in my office. Izzy and Clary too. I wish you were there.”

“I’m here now,” Magnus said as he ran his hand up and down Alec’s arm.

Alec nodded and smiled again, sleep taking over him. “Good.”

|| closer ||

{summary: “so baby pull me closer in the backseat of your rover that i know you can’t afford; bite that tattoo on your shoulder.”}

something short and sweet for soft!peter

tags [permanent + peter parker]: @ghostedwolf , @lovelybaka , @animexchocolate, @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @moonlight53 , @literatureandimmature, @daydr3ams-away, @wannabe-weasley , @mcusebstan , @tmrhollandkay , @pepcvina , @nekonerdxox , @lokigirl18 , @fangeekkk , @kylielo22 , @wavy-ley , @lghockey , @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry

**please don’t repost/plagiarize this story. Reblogs are fine**


Keep reading

I did just Nadine cuz I’m lazy and i love her. I was stuck with this image in my head so I hope this works.

Jealous (Gabriel x Reader)

word count: 543

Warnings (I guess): Implied doing the do

request by: anon - I know you have a lot of work to do, so no pressure at all, but what about a Gabriel fic where the reader and him watch Avengers and she really fangirls over Loki and Gabe gets very jealous and cute (like in that imagine)?Thanks😘Pls get some rest❤ .

A/N: I’m so happy with how this fic turned out, I’m honestly so comfortable when writing Gabriel fics, it just comes naturally to me aha.

You cuddled deeper into Gabriel’s side as continued to stare at the TV, completely immersed in what was happening. Both you and Gabe had a day off hunting so you decided to just cuddle and watch movies, at the moment you were watching the avengers (and you couldn’t lie, you had the biggest crush on Tom Hiddleston, I mean, who in their right mind doesn’t)?

Gabriel’s arm wrapped its way around your waist as you stared at the screen, trying not to fangirl when Loki appeared, his spear grasped tightly within his hand. You had done so well to not let on how much Loki affects you throughout the entire movie but when his voice spoke ‘kneel before me’ you couldn’t handle it.

Letting out a slight squeal you quickly moved your hands from Gabriel’s to cup your cheeks, grinning like a love-struck idiot as he commanded the civilians.

“Woah, what was that?” Gabe spoke with confusion at your squeal as he watched you fanning your face.

“It’s just Loki, he’s so adorable and hot and misunderstood like of course he’s going to want revenge on everyone, you would too if you were him I mean…” you babbled letting your fangirl nature take over, “I’m rambling.”

Gabriel chuckled and pulled you back into his chest, his arms now wrapped around you slightly tighter in a protective manner as if to claim you as his.

As the scene continued, Gabriel could notably see you get flustered every time Loki appeared and feel your heart rate increase.

“He’s not even real Y/N,” Gabriel spoke out with a hint of jealousy in his voice which he desperately tried to mask.

“I know but Tom Hiddleston plays Loki so well, he’s the hottest villain of them all. Just look at him! Why doesn’t Loki have his own movie yet?!” You swooned.

Gabriel just huffed and you felt as he removed his arms from your waist, sat up slightly, and folded them across his chest.

“What’s wrong Mr. Grumpy?” you asked forcing your eyes away from the screen to look with concern at your boyfriend, not noticing the jealousy forming in his eyes.

“Nothing,” he spoke and you watched as he eyed Loki with envy. Eventually you put two and two together and a large smirk made its way across your face. Oh, this is almost too perfect.

“Okay then,” you spoke trying to hide the teasing tone in your voice, “Man Loki is so hot, gosh, look at him rule and dominate over all those people.”

You began to drastically fangirl over Loki and looked over to Gabe to see him visually become angrier and more jealous by the second.

“Really Y/N, this guy? He’s not even a good Loki. If you want a real dominating Loki you’ve got one right next to you.” Gabriel commanded, his voice deep with lust.

Before you could even say anything, Gabriel had clicked his fingers and the movie had turned off. In an instant Gabe was crawling over your body his face hovering just above yours, your lips almost touching.

“Y/N,” Gabe spoke deeply with an almost animalistic tone.

“Mhm,” you hummed back, your hands snaking their way into his hair as you looked into his dilated whisky eyes.


Stephen Strange/Reader | Magic Hands

did anyone ask for this? no. did i do it anyways bc i have an unhealthy obsession? yes. ive never written smut before so excuse my crap writing thanks,, also this is preaccident obvi, i figure hed be more inclined to have spontaneous sex considering his egos as huge and apparent as my crippling depression //shot 🕷️💋

Originally posted by easyriderhanson

Warning: NSFW/Smut

You happily moved to the rhythm of the music as you spun around the kitchenette, using your spoon as a microphone. You were quite enjoying yourself. You spun again, this time over to the stove, where you turned the heat on low to let the pan sit.

You then continued to dance in the most awkward way possible, but you simply couldn’t help yourself with the disco pop that was blaring. If only Stephen were home, he’d love -

“Gimme Gimme Gimme. Abba. 1979,” you heard the apartment door close.

“Spot on, Mister Strange.”

“Doctor Strange.”

“Right, sorry,” you turned to face him, his hands immediately making their way to your hips.

“Whatcha cookin’ good lookin’?”

You giggled, a hand making its way up his chest, “You’ll have to wait and see, Doctor.” He inhaled sharply at the nickname and at your touch, a warm feeling spreading throughout him.

Keep reading

Mingyu: Bakery AU

Genre: FLUFF

Requested by: @askingzombies

A scenario where you are a baker and NonIdol!Mingyu is a regular at your bakery.

  • you had made it
  • after years of trying
  • and practicing
  • and saving up money
  • you had finally opened up your own bakery
  • a bakery and cafe fusion
  • it wasn’t a very big place
  • a small shop on the corner
  • you ran it by yourself
  • the only other person that worked there was a small boy by the name of Chan who sometimes worked the cash register for you part time
  • otherwise, you managed the register yourself
  • every morning you got up early to head to the bakery
  • you baked a new batch of goods every morning
  • you didn’t open until 11am
  • you baked when there weren’t many customers or all day if Chan was there
  • it was finals week and Chan had told you that he wouldn’t be coming in that week because he needed to focus on his studies
  • of course you understood
  • so it was just you for the week
  • you spent a lot more time at the register than you usually did
  • when there were no customers, you set up your bell and retreated to the back to bake

Keep reading

BTS Reacting to you telling them “I love you” for the first time. (Requested)

Min Yoongi would be startled that you were the one that said “I love you” first, with him usually being the pursuer in ways such as this, but beyond joyful that you did. His usually cold exterior would melt away, as his sweet smile would take over his face completely and without shame. Yoongi’s hand would grip softly behind your neck, and he would pull you in close to his face, his breath warm against your now teary eyed face, and say “I love you too, Y/N,” before gently kissing you.

Jung Hoseok’s emotions would rise straight to the surface as he heard you mutter those three words for the first time. His tears of pure happiness would stream slowly down his face, and he would bring you close to him in an embrace against him, his breath shaky in your ear. All of a sudden, you would be able to feel Hoseok’s smile against your cheek before he whispered in your ear, “I love you so much, it hurts.”

Park Jimin’s squinty eyed, child-like grin would overcome him, as his cheeks turned a rosy shade of pink. One of his ringed hands would gently stroke your cheek, while the other would grip one of your hands and squeeze. Jimin would gaze sweetly, yet sensually, into your eyes, a passion burning differently there than you had seen before. “Y/N, I was planning on telling you so soon, and under the light of the stars, something romantic just for you, but this was much more perfect and spontaneous. I love you, too, Y/N,.”

Jeon Jungkook would blush with a new extreme that even you had never seen before, his eyes wide and in sudden shock and awe. “Are you sure, Y/N?” He would ask cautiously, as if you might be trying to play a joke on him. “Of course! I would never say that to you if I didn’t mean it..” Your eyes would look down at your feet, as you, just for a second, would regret telling him, Jungkook’s reaction setting your heart aflame with sadness. Before you could step away, he would briskly walk into your space, engulfing your mouth with his, the tenaciousness and fire in his lips burning into you. Jungkook would suddenly pull away, burning his eyes’ gaze into yours. “I’ve never truly loved anyone, until you. Thank you for loving me, Y/N.”

Kim Seokjin would grin so sweetly, even with his upbeat and bubbly personality, the sincere kindness of his genuinely loving smile took you by surprise. His lips would gracefully graze your forehead, and you would feel a gentle tickle of a tear soaking into your brow from his chin. Sniffling, Jin would look directly at you, as if into your soul, pulling one hand through your hair, and the other gripping your shoulder. “I would make a pun about the love that I feel for you, but it isn’t a joking matter.”

Kim Taehyung would almost be as in shock as Jungkook, but that would quickly drown in an ocean of blissful adoration for you. His boxy smile would shine, as tears filled the backs of his eyes, biting his lip gently to keep back any sobs that might emerge from him. Tae would step towards you and brush the hair away from your face, burying you in kisses on your cheeks, nose, and forehead, before placing his lips on yours, his smile still spread on him as he kissed you. Taehyung would stray his lips from yours, but still close enough to be within reach, the air from his lungs filling your face with warmth. “You’re too perfect, Y/N. I love you with all of my heart.”

Kim Namjoon would have the most surprising reaction of all. He usually had it so well together, so much confidence. Once you told him you loved him for the first time, his strength to keep it together would falter, and he would crumble into you, his emotions spilling from his face. A hurtfully sorrowed joy would spread through him, as he cried, grasping around your waist, and pressing you against his chest. Namjoon would pull away after a long embrace with you, wiping the tears from his face with his sleeve, chuckling softly with sweet love in his eyes. “I never thought I would ever feel this way about someone, Y/N. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. I love you with every fiber of my being.“ 

By heyexcusemeee

Gifs are not mine.

17 years

Pairing: Harry Hart x reader

Request: Hello! I was wondering if you can do a Harry x reader? I need more of Harry in my life. Thank you! (Love your writing by the way!) & Please could I request a Harry x Reader where they have to go undercover on a mission as a couple and they both realise that they are very much in love for real.

Word count: 1204

Warnings: none

17 years ago…

Harry literally couldn’t take his eyes off of you as you sat in a limousine, finishing some last minute preparations for the mission you were about to go on. You and Harry had to go undercover as a married couple to a big event, which was being held by a rising megalomaniac, to collect important information and to kick some ass. However, you were quite the distraction; you were wearing a long dark blue evening gown and your face was all dolled up - not too much, just the perfect amount.

“You alright, Galahad?” you asked, putting on your glasses and looking up at him.

“Uh-..yes. Perfectly fine” Harry said, pulling his suit sleeves down, straightening the creases out - avoiding eye contact with you. The limo driver signalled that you had arrived at the destination and you opened the black car door and you stepped out; Harry got out of his side and made his way over to you, holding his arm out for you to loop yours through. You both made your way to the door of the big manor house, being greeted by two men and a young woman who checked the both of you, once she saw your invitations and verified them, she smiled.

“Welcome, Mr and Mrs Smith” She said as she opened the doors of the manor house, allowing you both into the big marble building, you both smiled at her. The sound of classical music being performed live travelled on throughout the house, married men and women with drinks in their hands were dotted everywhere and waiters walked around carrying glasses full of expensive wine for the them.

“Wow..” you whispered, studying the inside of the building. Harry smiled a little at you, enjoying the wondrous look on your face.

“Wow indeed” Merlin said through the glasses, “Now, I need you two to scoop around and get us much information as you can”

“Absolutely” Harry said, as the two of you walked around the building talking to different stuck-up rich couples who all seemed to care about showing off their money. There were many times where you wanted to punch people in the face for being so obnoxious and just overall annoying but you refrained yourself. Harry watched you with an amused smile, knowing that you were annoyed and him finding it very cute.

“I swear to God if someone else comes up to us again and talks about how they own over 14 acres of land and have servants and what not I’m actually going to punch somebody” You said quietly to Harry who chuckled a little bit.

“Patience, y/n” Harry said, you rolled your eyes with a playful smile and taking sip of your drink.

“Ah, the infamous Mr and Mrs Smith” you heard a voice say behind you, causing the both of you to turn around. It was the man you needed, the megalomaniac Hunter Watson with two big bodyguards behind him.

“Mr Watson” you smiled, “a pleasure to meet you”  the rich man smiled taking your hand and kissing it; Harry tensed up, his eyes flickering to your hand and then to Hunter. He was jealous.

“The pleasure’s all mine” He said with an obvious fake smile, dropping your hand. “It’s a little strange that I don’t think we’ve met before but somehow you got invited here” You looked at Harry before looking back at Hunter, you were stumped; you didn’t know what to say.

“I think the two of you should come with us” Hunter added. You and Harry followed Hunter and the two men to an elevator where you went down; the doors opened, and there was a long corridor with many rooms, which you were taken into. There were computers which camera footage of you and Harry, you raised your eyebrow looking at Harry.

“I hope you don’t take me for a fool, Y/n” Hunter said. A bodyguard stepped forward, grabbing your arms and putting them behind your back causing you to yell. You headbutted the guy, causing him to groan and his grip weaken, you pushed him off you punching him right in the face.

“It’ll take more than that” The guard laughed.

“Okay” you replied grabbing his shoulders and flipping up onto his shoulders, strangling him with your thighs. His hands gripped your thighs trying to get you off of him, you smirked as you unwrapped your legs from him and flipped yourself over, kicking the other guard in the eye with your heel causing him to fall to the floor. You jumped back kicking the guard in the face aswell causing him to fall to the ground with his skin going green; Harry attacked the other guards that ran into the room.


You instantly looked down at your stomach which was profusely bleeding out, that’s when a strong arm wrapped around your stomach and mouth pulling your away; you were weak, from the blood loss, to fight back.

Present day…

That was the last time you saw Harry or anyone from Kingsman; you don’t know what happened to them or if they ever tried to find you but you never saw anyone again. You escaped Hunter years ago, but you had scars. Physical and mental. Somehow, you couldn’t bring yourself to going back to the Kingsman tailor shop in fear of many, many things. You missed Harry a lot. Back then you would deny it, but now you wouldn’t: you were in love with Harry and with each passing day your heart ached for him.

Pulling the hood of your jumper up, you made your way down a very familiar road. You smiled faintly as you came to the shop window, reading the name ‘Kingsman’ over and over again, a warm yet empty feeling inside. The door of the shop opened, you cowered back so that the person coming out couldn’t see you. Your heart jumped as you saw Harry, Harry Hart: the man who captured your heart; he began walking in the other direction and you swallowed nervously before following him.

“Hello stranger” you said loud enough for Harry to hear. You saw the suited man tense, and turn around, his mouth opened ajar as he made eye contact with you.

“y/n..” Harry said quietly, stepping closer to you. You pulled down your hood, revealing the big scar on the left side of your face and your full white left eye. Harry studied your features, frowning deeply. “We tried so hard. We tried so hard but we couldn’t find you anywhere”

“I don’t doubt that Harry, but- hey, look at me” you said, lifting his chin up to make his eyes meet yours. “I’m fine now, I’m safe”

“I should’ve saved you” Harry said with glossy eyes, “What did they do-”

“But during all those years, there was one thing that I realised..” You said, “I realised I loved you and god, i still do” Harry’s eyes softened and a small smile placed itself upon his lips.

“May I do something, y/n?” Harry asked politely, you nodded. Harry placed his hand on your cheek, pressing his lips against yours in a long overdue way; you smiled, kissing him back.

All the While, Part 5

You were not the most graceful girl at Hogwarts. You had been known to stub your toe, burn yourself brewing potions or simply trip over your own feet and fall. You were the only 6th year that still regularly had skinned knees. You were a klutz.

So when Sirius heard you squeak behind him on the stairs, he automatically reached for you to grab your hand, but it was too late. You tumbled down a rather long and very hard flight of marble stairs, landing in an inelegant pile at the bottom of the steps.

Sirius rushed to your side and attempted to wake you, gently tapping your cheeks and calling your name. When your eyes didn’t even flutter, Sirius picked you up bridal style and rushed you to the hospital wing.

Keep reading