your like an angel how

Realized I’ve never actually drawn Scout’s ma before and literally how could I she’s sucha babe 

  • My friend: So you have a thing for guys rolling up their sleeves, gloves, and suspenders?
  • Me: (thinking about Ignis) yeah
Did anyone say idiotic fluff prompts?

‘I heard a high pitched whine and ran in to see you crying over a picture of a kitten and a puppy hugging yes i know that is cute but are you okay’
alternatively: ‘I started whining with you’

‘Hey I noticed you were down so here’s a box of kittens don’t ask me where i got them but we gotta return them before sunrise no it wasn’t illegal shhh h’

'Yes I killed this man but he was a bad owner and now his animal is mine and perfectly happy so I don’t see the problem’

'Are you reenacting Bet In It from High School Musical as a way of making this decision?’

'You’ve been wearing gym clothes all day but haven’t moved at all what do you mean its a 'mindset’ no you need to actually move’

'Can you take this seriously what no i don’t care if there’s a dog this is a crime scene’

'It was a normal day until you rolled in blasting the 'maria hee maria ha’ song and I’m so done’

‘If you don’t stop singing ‘Poker Face’ I will make sure you will have no flippin face’

‘Person C playing ‘Pony’ every time Person A and B have a moment of sexual tension’

‘Is that an alligator?!’ ‘Hey, show some manners, his name is Lieutenant Fred!’

‘I made a blanket fort and you can’t come in unless you admit I’m the best and my moves are the funkiest’

‘I know how to settle this; DANCE OFF’

‘Will you stop stroking my hair and whispering ‘my precious’?!”

‘What’s your favorite book?’ ‘Fifty Shades of Gray’ ‘Okay, another question, are you trying to make me shoot you?’ ‘Yes.’

‘Did you seriously learn the book word-by-word and do all possible research just to be able to sass your teacher when he thinks you don’t know anything?’

‘I stole your seat and in retaliation you sat on me’

‘You know, you’re not supposed to EAT THEM ALL AT ONCE, YOU COULD DIE’ ‘Your skin is like a pillow, are you an angel?’ ‘Great, now you’re high’

‘How many coffee’s did you have???’ ‘At least eleven’

‘Help me find my shirt’ ‘You know, as much as I want to…I don’t want to.’

‘Would you stop chatting with the fricking enemy

‘Are you eating a whole jar of Nutella in one sitting?!’ ‘I have problems leave me be’

‘Why am I the only sober one at this party and you’re completely wasted and clumsily flirting with me god at least you won’t remember my blushing’

‘You can’t just use ‘I have problems’’ as an excuse for everything!’

‘Did you just bake 20 fricking breads?’ ‘No…. I named them too, this is Breadly, Demi Loafato, Attila the Bun…’

Happy Birthday Carrie Fisher!

thank you for sharing you and your beloved space pup’s lives with us .. we miss you to the moon and back…

#GaryFisher thank you for being all of our emotional support dog, buddy, we miss your mom every single starry night <3

Mechanical Lullaby ~1st Day~

Mechanical Lullaby Event Story (12/01)

Part 1~4 | 5~8 | 9~12 | 13~16 | 17~22 | 23~26

Part 5 - Jane

Terra (Nanase Riku): So this is a library… it’s so wide.

Jane (Izumi Iori): May I help you?

Jane: Hm? … Are you by chance, Terra?

Terra: Yes, I am! Are you Jane-san?

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Midas is king and he holds me so tight

And turns me to gold in the sunlight

I’ve gotten some questions on what the @crossingscomic angels look like.


I literally hate this generation so fucking much. Is so fucking retarded and fucked up. 12 years old be losing their virginity, 6 years old having and iphone 7+ and 4 years old wearing makeup like its normal. Girls being such a gold diggers or boys not caring how their girlfriends personality is but wanting them only for their body. People talking shit about you on and off and acting like angels in your face. I hate how some people be bullying and making others feel bad about them self and treating them like a piece of shit and think they’re cool LIKE NO BOO UR NOT BITCH STOP and than leading them to suicide and than “feeling bad”. All this generation cares is money money money. People getting more worried for Kylie Hoe Jenner being pregnant and not for the people in Mexico… like that’s completely disgusting or how some girls cry over the most littlest thing ever or 13 years old smoking weed and than be like “my body needs it” or how girls say tumblr for everything. It really disgusts me how people judge others just by their appearance and make jokes about you. If you are fat they will make jokes about you and some really disgusting ones but like anyway I’ll stop here but theres more but this generation is retarded in every single way.


anonymous asked:

Can you do an in depth character arc and story analysis for Phichit the way you did for Chris??

Awww anon of course I can! Although I have to say, what I wrote about Chris was not really as in depth as it could have been, it was more me ranting about the aspects of his character that I wish we saw more of. I can go deeper. So I’m going to go deep with Phichit. Because hey if Chris is more than his ass, then Phichit is more than just a Victuuri shipper (and borderline stalker for some reason why fandom why) and more than just a social media maniac. Much more. In fact, narrative wise, Phichit would be the best choice for bronze at the GPF because he, like the Yu(u)ris, made history.

Now, Phichit is intrinsically connected to Yuuri as a character, considering his role as his best friend. Possibly because of that, he is one of the secondary characters that gets the most screen time and attention, if not the one we learn the most about. That said one of the best things about Phichit is that, while he is very closely connected to Yuuri in the narrative, he has his own goals and story. Truly, I think the basis of Phichit’s entire character is how passionate he is about both his friends and his country.

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ok so like. imagine being a kid getting babysat by some adult, and they start going on about how they like, have to kill you. and like, as a kid, you don’t think you’ve done anything that bad but you’re like 6 so you’re like shit maybe i was an asshole. but then the adult starts going on about how hard they tried not to kill you, but they just like, cant do it. they gotta kill you. it’s been really hard for them trying to fight this, but you understand right? as if this is some diet they failed and not them talking about how its so hard for them to see you as a human being. you’re six

anyways this is a scene from naruto and my point is gaara’s life? kinda effed up

I'm home.

“Dude! It’s only 9 o clock, what do you mean you have to leave?! We’re just getting started” Archie Andrews threw his arms in the air dramatically, the six beers he had consumed were in full effect and he was desperately trying to convince his best friend to stay at the run down bar with Reggie Moose and himself.

Jughead tugged his worn in leather jacket over his shoulders and slid the half finished beer bottle across the bar, slapping a hand to his red headed friends shoulder

“Not tonight Buddy, I’ve gotta get home.”

Archie sighed a little too loud and slammed his shot glass back on the table
“Man, who knew you’d turn into such a dud.”

About six years ago that would have bothered Jughead, maybe he would’ve made a scene, shoved a wobbling Archie off the bar stool, or maybe he would’ve stayed just to prove a point, but at 26 years old his clearly drunk best friends words did nothing but make him laugh.

“Get home safe bud, don’t forget.. I have your car keys, you can pick them up in the morning, we’ll have breakfast” the dark haired boy tapped his pocket, he’d learned a hard lesson from his father about allowing people to drive drunk, it wasn’t something he wanted to see repeated in his best friend.

Archie turned away angrily, clearly frustrated that his “brother” wasn’t entertaining his antics, he called for Reggie and the two adults began another round of shots. Jughead took that as his cue to leave, no reason sticking around, he was tired and he hated going out, he rarely ever did but tonight was the 10 year anniversary of Fred Andrews death and it seemed like Archie could use the release.

With a heavy sigh and crack of his neck, Jughead navigated his way out of the bar, scrunching his nose as he pushed through the gray clouds of smoke and ash, stale beer and sweat filling his nose. If this is what he was missing, he was plenty happy to just stay home. Jugheads motorcycle was parked front and center, not a soul dared park next to it, it really was a beauty. An Original Harley Davidson, black chrome and high handle bars, it had been his first huge splurge when he had sold the rights to his first novel “Riverdale- a Blossom in Time” his time in the Serpents hadn’t done much but he was grateful for the older gang members who helped him learn to ride, it was an all time passion of his now, a release almost.

No one had expected Jughead to stay in Riverdale, hell, Jughead hadn’t expected himself to still be living in Riverdale. It had been carved into him since the day he was born
“Get out of Riverdale, there’s nothing here for you, people like us don’t belong in this town.”
And maybe that was true, his father had never fit in, he was a gang leader but he hated it, he lost everything to the gang and therefore would forever hate Riverdale because of it. But not Jughead.

Riverdale was his home. He loved everything about the tiny town, the deep seeded mysteries, the perfect families turned savage, he had grown up in the story that was Riverdale and it would forever be the place he called home.

Speaking of home, Jughead pulled into the drive way, stopping halfway down and walking his bike the rest of the way. Jughead Jones bike was famous in Riverdale for its obnoxiously loud noises.

By the time Jughead had parked his bike and pulled off his leather jacket, he was tiptoeing through the front door and chucking his keys in the decorative bowl right beside the shoe rack. But then he heard it, a smile instantly forming on his lips as he followed the noise.

“Mommas gonna buy you a mockingbird and if that mocking bird don’t sing, daddy’s gonna buy you a diamond ring”

There, in the soft pastel yellow nursery, was his entire world.

His wife was cradling their daughter in her arms, the soft lullaby floating through her lips as the baby slowly eased off to sleep, her bright green eyes fluttering up at her mother with complete adoration, tiny fingers clenching a piece of her moms honey blonde hair.

“Time for bed Ella. Mommy loves you more than the stars and the moon.”

Jughead couldn’t tear his eyes away from the scene, she was the perfect mother, patient and attentive, Soft and warm. Everything Jughead had been missing from his own mother was played out in front of his eyes daily, and he wasn’t a horrible father, he loved his baby girl more than anything in this world. He read to her, took her to the park, changed her diapers and rocked her to sleep, there was nothing better in this world than seeing his five month old daughter laugh in unrestrained delight because of something he had done.

His wife turned around slowly after gently depositing Ella into her crib and turning on the mobile. Okay so maybe the look in her eyes when she caught side of her husband leaning casually against the door, love and happiness shining through, yeah that came in a close second.

“Hey Betts” he whispered.

Betty smiled again and grabbed his hand, tugging him out of the bedroom as he closed the door behind them.

“She go down easy?” He questioned wrapping his arms around her tiny waist.

“Mmm, she was an angel, just like every night. How was your night? How was Archie?” Her voice was filled with maternal concern over her best friend.

Jughead sighed, tilting his head back to catch her eyes
“Same as every year. He has to pick up his keys tommorow, I invited him over for breakfast.”

Betty pulled away and giggled, Jughead quirked a brow
“What’s so funny Mrs.Jones?”

Betty laughed again and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Jugheads lips before walking ahead of him

“Nothing. I’m just glad I bought enough pancake mix because I invited your dad over for breakfast tommorow too.” She looked over her shoulder towards Jughead with the most devious smile he had ever seen… damn it was sexy.

Speeding up a bit, Jughead scooped up his wife, tucking his arms under her bare legs, finally noticing she was in nothing but his flannel. Betty squealed and wrapped her arms around His neck.

“I’m gonna have to punish you young lady, what have I told you about inviting my dad over without telling me?” Her silly husband asked, a playful stern look on his face.

Betty bit her lip innocently
“I don’t know.” She shrugged.

Jughead smiled this time, a wicked glint in his eyes.
“I guess I’m just going to have to remind you.”

Betty bent down, her mouth right over his ear
“I guess so….daddy.”

Within seconds flat Jughead was running down the hall towards their bedroom.

Who needed dirty bars and smoked out bathrooms, he had his drug of choice right underneath him.

ideal type | kang daniel

MEMBER — wanna one’s kang daniel x actress!reader

GENRE — fluff

SUMMARY — in which kang daniel and you are each other’s ideal type and one day the both of you were invited on a show together.

requested — by soul0405; hello! can you do the another scenarion of the Ideal Type (the one you did it for ong seongwoo) for kang daniel? :) rly love your blog!

side note: OMG!?!?!?! my seongwoo scenario really got a lot of support i’m so shook and happy. REALLY. anyway for this scenario, the show i’ll be using is master key cause i love episode 5 so much

  • okay so backstory
  • you used to be in fantagio as an actress but then you decided to quit because fantagio said that you’d be better off in other companies in a good way-
  • anywaY so you’re totally best friends with ong seongwoo
  • you tell him everything and anything – every time, everywhere. like how you’re stresed about being single and shit. literally, every single thing.
  • that includes telling him about your huge crush on his bandmate, kang daniel
  • …which you regret a bit because damN he really likes teasing you much more than usual afterwards
  • seongwoo: y/n too bad you can’t hangout with me today since you’re busy, daniel is here with me
  • seongwoo: bet you’re jealous of me right now since i’m laying on daniel’s lap
  • seongwoo: oh my god i just found out daniel has a crush on you too!!! shocker
  • you: hahaha fuck off
  • sadly you never met him before cause you’re so busy and shit especially these recent days like your drama is a big hiT
  • on one interview daniel was asked who was his ideal type
  • and daniel, an honest person, straight up told them that he’s interested in you
  • ever since then fans have been shipping y’all and making edits and all like omg
  • seongwoo even showed you this tweet where a fan tweeted “petition for y/n to be on master key with daniel!!!”
  • seongwoo: wouldn’t that be great? :D
  • you had no idea ong would go to the director of the show and personally suggested you as the guest for the next filming
  • when you got into the filming area, literally everyone started attacking you and daniel with teases.
  • and everyone was like “OOOOOOOHHH”
  • daniel and you were like it’s literally the same suit he used for every filming ???
  • aaaanyway
  • so if you don’t know, in this show/game, two people have the master keys to unlock a box for the end of the show, and those two people are either an angel or a demon. if the angel wins, the prize will be divided equally among the winners. if the demon wins, the demon will get all the prize. and some shit like that i’m too tired of explaining
  • luckily, you were the demon during the episode
  • when you were asked to show your face, you showed a confident grin, winking at the camera in front of you
  • “i can’t guess about y/n, she’s a great actress” seongwoo admitted, and everyone was like trUEEE
  • “well, you guys do not need to guess, i am the angel” you said, sounding convincing as ever
  • “i think she is,” daniel replied, shyly smiling, “she looks like one.”
  • anyway and guess who’s the angel? yE daniel
  • have you guys watched master key tho because damn it’s so frustrating to be the angel sjsjsjs
  • in the locker room, everyone was already yelling at each other and whispering telling that they are the angels and daniel was there like >:\ cut it off i’m the angel here wyd
  • “seongwoo stop it i’m the angel here” he whined, flinging his arms around like a kid #kangchoding
  • ppl were starting to gather around at daniel and were like “wHaT dO yOu mEaN” “I’m ThE aNgEl HeRe”
  • you suddenly jumped into the circle with a bright and assuring grin while you raised your arm, “guys!!! i’m the real angel here!”
  • daniel’s heart fluttered sm like aww :”) for a second he forgot he was the angel
  • “are you really the angel? wait what sorry my baD i’m the angel hehe whoops”
  • basically the whole day was stressful for daniel hahahaHaHAHA since everyone just keeps lying ! !
  • he would talk back at them and be like “nOno no jokes on you i’m the angel”
  • but every time you say you are the angel, he stutters like:
  • “y-you aren’t… I-I-I am the a-angel. y-you do look like an angel thoug-h”
  • at some point you realised that daniel really is the angel
  • so to save yourself, you literally went to every person except daniel and whispered to them “daniel is the demon ! ! !”
  • seongwoo though only chuckled at you and nodded, “really? you think so?”
  • “yes!”
  • daniel, who was frustrated with everyone, looks at you before laughing, “but i’m an angel!”
  • you stucked out your tongue
  • “i’m the angel, daniel”
  • he ran towards you as you giggled, running away
  • you and daniel had a little chase before he finally catches you, cupping your cheeks with his hands as he leans closer to your face
  • your noses brushing on each other as he looked you in the eyes, playfulness and love is all in it, causing you to blush
  • “y/n,” he whispered, “i’m the angel, you little demon”
  • you didn’t know what happened
  • #shOOK
  • “omG Y/N DANIEL WYD WE’RE ON CAM” shouts heechul from the back
  • daniel grins at your blushing state and giggles before skipping away from you
  • you were obviously flustered, but unfortunately for daniel your determination to win was bigger than anything
  • so you kept on convincing people ! ! !
  • “hey Key just trust me i’m the angel”
  • “henry believe me or not but i’m the freaking angel”
  • and at some point everyone started believing you except daniel ofc hehe
  • your acting was so good
  • in the end you won with 10/12 votes which means you won 30 keys altogether
  • everyone was S H O O K
  • and daniel was like welp lmao should’ve listened to me
  • seongwoo deadass went up to you and grabbed your shoulders as he shook you slightly
  • “i ducking trusted you over daniel how could you do this to me”
  • speaking of daniel you were very guilty at him so after the filming ended you went up to daniel
  • “uh hi daniel”
  • “oh! y-y/n what’s up”
  • the both of you didn’t know that seongwoo was hiding behind a wall since he was about to walk into the room but then he saw the both of you so like
  • anyway
  • “i’m sorry cause like i tricked everyone and lied that i’m the angel hehe”
  • daniel chuckled, “it’s okay, y/n, you worked hard today! your acting was really good, if i wasn’t the angel, i’d fall for your acting too. like how i fell for you. just kidding”
  • you’re a blushing mess and seongwoo was just cringing behind the wall
  • you took a deep breath, trying not to scream as you took out a few golden keys you won from your a small bag
  • “take these as my apology. and this too,” you handed him the keys and a small sticky note
  • before you sprinted out the room without saying goodbye cause you were too embarrassed and you didn’t even notice seongwoo there
  • daniel read the note out loud:
  • “hey daniel we should go on a date together, i’d like to get to know you well, angel ;) (insert number) - your little demon”
  • again seongwoo cringed
  • cause he was so not used to his friends flirting smHh
  • “your little demon?” he laughed, “yes, you’re my little demon that captured my heart.”
  • seongwoo couldn’t hold it back anymore as he made gagging sounds, groaning as he entered the room from his hiding spot causing daniel to jump a little
  • “ye and it made me wanna rip my hair out”
  • daniel wouldn’t hear the end of this
  • and neither would you
  • but everything’s worth it since now both you and daniel are happy to have each other :)
The Shy One (Bofur x Hobbit!Reader)

Fandom: The Hobbit 

Lenght: 3938 

Requested by @weirdnewbie Hope that you’ll like it and sorry for the long time it took me! 

Request: With Bofur. Reader could be a family friend of Bilbo and she kinda tagged along with them and she’s nice but shy and Bofur is always trying to bring her out of her shell and she starts liking him but doesn’t tell him but he figures it out and boom! Fluff. Thanks. 

Originally posted by artymissk

You smiled as you walked down the path that lead to your friend Bilbo’s house. You were softly humming to yourself, the fresh night breeze brushing against your skin and pushing your naturally rich blond curls away from your face. You could hear the cheers and the laugh of your fellow hobbits who were still drinking and talking down in Hobbiton. You also loved the atmosphere of The Green Dragon Inn, the place was always filled with happiness and warmth. Moreover, the quality of the ale and food was renowned throughout the entire Shire, making Hobbits proud of their food heritage. You particularly loved those cold winter night during which you would gather in the warm surroundings of the bar with your dearest friends to chatter about your day or the new book you had devoured.

That is actually what brought you out of the tavern and up the hill tonight. Your dear friend Bilbo was late and everyone knew that a Baggins was never late. The others told you to wait, saying that the nice hobbit must have got lost in his books and maps once again. However, your heart – and your Took blood – told you that something wasn’t right that evening. Your feet brought you to Bilbo’s door quickly but stopped abruptly when you heard the loud voices from inside the luxurious hobbit hole. Your curiosity increased as you caught the large shadows of Bilbo’s guests dancing across the thin curtains on the kitchen’s window. You bit your lips and looked down at the basket you were carrying with you, wondering if there would be enough cake for Bilbo and his guests. After all, you had cooked it for Bilbo himself, you didn’t know that he would have guests to feed as well. You sighed and pushed your worries away, knowing that only hobbits would care about these kind of things, before ringing the bell and waiting for Bilbo to answer the door.

You danced from one bare foot from another, not knowing what to do. You were a rather shy hobbit, you loved your books and loved adventures but the idea of interacting with strangers scared you beyond measure. Your heart raced as you heard your friend’s light footsteps nearing the door .You chuckled to yourself as you also heard his grumpy voice saying something about “dwarves and their manners”.

‘Dwarves?’ You thought as the door opened suddenly, making you jump slightly.

You looked up to be met with a rather angry Bilbo, he looked disheveled, tired and stressed out. Words that you could rarely use to describe Bilbo Baggins.

“(Y/N)!” Your friend exclaimed and sighed at the same time as if he was relieved to see a friendly face at his door.

“Bilbo! What happened to you?” You asked trying to contain your giggle. Bilbo rolled his eyes but let you in anyway.

“Dwarves, that’s what happened.” The hobbit answered, closing the door and looking back at you as if he had seen a dragon. You chuckled and raised your basket in the air with a proud smile on your face.

“Dwarves!” You exclaimed in awe. “Well I brought cake! Maybe there will be enough for all of them?” You quickly added in a cheerful voice. You innocent made Bilbo smile warmly, his anger fading.

“I highly doubt that. One of them swallowed a whole cheese in one bite!” Bilbo told you in some kind of high-pitched whisper, taking hold of your elbow to make you move out of the doorway. You looked at him with wide eyes and gasped.

“This is impossible!” You whispered back.

“I swear, (Y/N). I’ve seen it with my own eyes!” Bilbo answered completely distraught. You looked down at your basket, your face slowly falling as you comprehend that your cake wouldn’t be of any use.

“Well then, my cake will not be enough.” You said, making Bilbo smile gently at you with apologetic eyes. You sighed but an unknown voice made you jump and hide behind Bilbo suddenly.

“Someone talked about a cake?” The voice asked, excitement evident as they tried to have a look at you. Bilbo chuckled and nodded his head but before he could answer another voice joined in.

“Who is this, master Baggins?” The voice was rough and strict, as if the person attached to it was used to give orders and being obeyed.

“Well… hm this is my friend (Y/N). She’s…” Bilbo tried to explain but the rough voice cut him before he could have a chance to explain himself.

“What did you tell her?” The voice asked almost angrily, making Bilbo take a step back and bump into you.

“(Y/N) Took!” A gentle voice exclaimed, suddenly making everyone’s head turn in its direction, including yours.

“Gandalf!” You exclaimed, your fear and shyness long forgotten as you stepped away from Bilbo to reach the old wizard. Bilbo looked at you skeptically and shook his head.

“You remember him, just like that?” He asked you, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Indeed! How could I forget about Gandalf the grey!” You chuckled and hugged the wizard as well as you could because the height difference. Gandalf chuckled and patted your back several times before his eyes landed on a tall dwarf behind you.

“You still haven’t answered my question, little one.” The dwarf said, his arms crossed over his broad chest. You slowly turned to look at him with apprehension. However, his voice didn’t sound as angry as it has been a few seconds before. Gandalf stepped next to you and laid a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“Thorin, this is (Y/N) Took. A friend and cousin of Bilbo.” The wizard said, squeezing your shoulder slightly to encourage you.

You looked around the hallway to be met with several dark but amused eyes and your cheeks flushed red. You quickly looked away and down at your feet to try and hide your shyness and embarrassment. However, Gandalf squeezed your shoulder again and you looked up at him. The old wizard gestured toward the tall dwarf with his eyes and you straighten up your back before bowing before the dwarf. Your shyness wasn’t an excuse for not introducing yourself. You took hold of your dress and tried to bow as elegantly as you could before the dwarf lord.

“(Y/N) Took, at your service master dwarf.” You said in a sweet voice, your cheeks still rosy. The dwarf bowed his head slightly at you, his long dark hair framing his face as he did.

“Thorin son of Thrain, son of Thror. At yours, Miss Took.” The dwarf answered, you didn’t know what to do so you smiled and nodded your head before taking a step back in a lame attempt to stop being the center of the attention.

Yet the other dwarves started to introduce themselves one after another and this is how you met the company of Thorin Oakenshield. You remembered that night precisely, you remembered how Fili and Kili found it amusing to play with your shyness. You remembered how Bombur had eaten your cake in a second, you remembered how Bilbo fainted after the mention of Smaug, you remembered how you accepted to sign the contract to help the dwarf reclaim their homeland. You also remembered the beautiful song the dwarves had sung and last but not least, you remembered how you actually met your favorite dwarf.


You were drinking some tea with Bilbo, trying to make him feel better after he had fainted. A dwarf with a funny hat told him about the dragon and how it felt like to die by his fire, the dwarf meant it as a joke but you were slightly pissed off at him for making your friend faint. After a while, Bilbo went to his room and refused to sign the contract. Gandalf left you by the fire place and you got lost in your thoughts. How could Bilbo leave you on your own like that? Can’t he see that you had to help the dwarves? The Shire was your home and you knew that if you were robbed of it you would feel lost and depressed. As you stared into your warm cup of tea you did not hear the dwarf that had make Bilbo faint approach you.

“Are you alright miss?” A soft voice asked, making you jump and drop your cup of tea. However, it didn’t have the time to hit the ground as the dwarf quickly kneeled in front of you and caught the cup in his hands. Your hands went up to your mouth to cover your gasp but the dwarf chuckled and smirked at you knowingly.

“You’re a little shy creature, aren’t you?” He asked in a teasing way. Your cheeks flushed once again but you nodded your head slightly.

“The name’s Bofur. I’m sorry that your cousin fainted. I didn’t mean to make him feel bad.” Bofur said as he settled the cup on the small table before your armchair. You looked at him, your mouth sealed with shyness. You gulped and tried to answer him, even a few words would be fine but your mouth seemed to have its own will.

“Are you upset?” Bofur asked, his hat jumping on his head as he turned to look at you. You shook your head no and giggled.

“N… No master dwarf. I know you meant nothing by it.” You said just above a whisper and stuttering a little. Bofur smiled warmly at you and sat next to you.

“This is nice of you, thank you my lady.” Bofur said in a gentle voice but you heard the hint of teasing in his voice as he spoke. You looked at him from under your lashes and shook your head to dismiss his previous statement.

“I am no lady. Just (Y/N) is fine, master dwarf.” Bofur stared at you with a smirk, making you blush even more and clear your throat.

“Very well then. I’ll call you (Y/N) if you call me Bofur.” His statement took you by surprise but his kind smile warmed up you heart. You smiled and nodded your head in agreement.

“Alright then, Bofur.” You answered just above a whisper, looking down at your lap as you felt a wave of embarrassment wash over you.

The nice dwarf smiled at you as he studied your behavior. You looked like an angel in his eyes, he could already see how nice and sweet you were even if he knew you for only several hours. You were a foreign beauty in his opinion, he wasn’t use to see ladies without facial hair but weirdly he found you absolutely gorgeous just the way you were. Your curly locks framed your face perfectly, your skin seemed smooth and warm, and your rosy cheeks were absolutely adorable. Bofur cleared his throat and got up suddenly from his spot next to you.

“Well, miss (Y/N). It was a pleasure to talk to you… and to save your cousin’s cup.” He added teasingly, making you giggle and look up at him. “But it’s getting late and you should have some sleep if you’re going to accompany us on our journey.” The nice dwarf said. You nodded your head and got up, smoothing your skirt in place before smiling up at your new friend.

“You’re probably right, Bofur.” You told him, not sure of what to do next. Bofur saw your hesitation and softly took your hands in his before slowly bringing them to his lips to kiss your knuckles. Your cheeks flushed red once again and you avoided his eyes as he released your hands.

“Goodnight, miss Took.” Bofur said softly before bowing before you and stepping past you to reach an empty spot on the floor next to his brother to sleep.

You smiled to yourself and quickly walked out of the living-room to reach the spare room Bilbo had prepared for you earlier. You closed the oaken door behind you and leant against it for a while trying to understand how you were going to survive this quest if you had to control your heartbeats every time Bofur talked to you.

The next morning, after leaving Bilbo’s home and finding yourself on a pony with the same dwarf that made your heart flutter. The dwarves decided to bet on whether Bilbo would come or not. You knew that your cousin would come, seeing the house entirely empty after what happened last night would act like a trigger. You sighed out in relief as Bilbo finally showed up, not long after you had left Hobbiton.

“Were you afraid of travelling around Middle-Earth all alone with a bunch of dwarves, miss Took?” You heard a voice say from next to you. Apparently, your sigh had not go unnoticed by the youngest prince. Kili was smirking at you, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

You shook your head, trying to hide your flushed cheeks but Bofur’s arms – that were circling your waist to hold the reins as you didn’t know how to ride a pony – tightened around you to support you.

“I… I…” You tried to answer the young prince but Kili smirked even more at your confused state.

“Leave her alone, laddie. Can’t you see she’s a shy one?” Bofur suddenly said to defend you. Kili’s smile fainted and he looked at you with kind eyes.

“I know, I was just trying to start a conversation.” He said and Bofur laughed at the prince.

“Then you definitely don’t know how to start a conversation, lad.” Bofur laughed again, this time that was Kili’s turn to blush.

“Maybe…” The young prince answered, a pout over his face. You chuckled softly at his childish antics, making the prince smile at you. Happy that he managed to make you laugh.

Bofur smiled too but for another reason. Kili’s little teasing made you loosen up a little bit and you leant your back against Bofur’s chest, now feeling relaxed and comfortable around them both. Your hands were even gripping Bofur’s sleeves to keep your balance on the pony.

After a long day of ridding and sometimes talking with Bofur and Kili, you were happy when Thorin said that it was time to stop for the night. Bofur went down first then extended his hands in your direction to help you down. You were slightly embarrassed that you were such a small hobbit but you took his hands and went down easily.

“Well, soon you won’t need my help to get down of a pony, little missy.” Bofur said as he laid his warm hand on your shoulder. The friendly contact made you blush but you smiled at the funny dwarf and nodded your head. He smiled back at you and went to help Bombur with the stew.

You quickly made your way to your dear friend Bilbo and sat next to him, your cheeks still flushed.

“You’re alright?” Bilbo asked as he observed you.

“Yes, absolutely fine.” You answered lost in your thoughts as you watched Bofur and his funny hat from your spot. Bilbo followed your gaze and smiled as he saw who you were looking at.

“He is a nice fellow.” You heard your cousin’s voice say, making you frown and turn your head to look at him.

“Who?” You asked, hoping that he didn’t see your wandering eyes.

“Bofur.” Bilbo said with a small smirk on his lips. Your mouth open in surprise but you tried to cover it up by answering.

“He seems to be, yes.” You looked down at your hairy feet. “But I don’t know him very much.”

“We’ll have plenty of time to get to know each one of them during this journey.” Bilbo said as he observed the dwarves and Gandalf.

“Yes, indeed.” You whispered, your eyes once again wandering to the funny dwarf.

The next few days were rather exciting in your opinion. You were still riding on Bofur’s pony and even if you were still as shy, the dwarf had found a way to slightly break your shell and have short conversation with you. Your feelings for the dwarf started to grow and you knew that you were already in love with him.

You thought that it was impossible as you had given up on finding love a long time ago but here he was. Right behind you. Telling about the time when Bombur had eaten so much that he couldn’t get up and it took 5 dwarves and Dwalin to get him up and walking. You laughed as he tried to imitate Dwalin’s face as he tried to pull Bombur up by himself. The dwarves around you, Gandalf and Bilbo started to laugh as well and you leant once again against Bofur. Your head tucked under his chin and his arms wrapped almost tightly around your waist. Everyone could see that something was up between you two but you couldn’t tell him that you had feelings for him. You were too shy and you were sure that Bofur was only seeing you as a really good friend.

Gandalf told you several times that Bofur might have feelings for you too but you had denied the wizard’s word, not wanting to risk a heartbreak. Bilbo talked to you every single day about how you should tell the nice dwarf but it was simply impossible for you.

You were shy, everybody knew it.

Including Bofur.

The dwarf saw the looks you were sending him when you thought he wasn’t looking. He saw how comfortable you felt around him. Indeed, you weren’t as comfortable as you were with Bilbo but it was already something for him. As he saw all these little signs and he couldn’t help but hope that your feelings for him were as deep as his for you. Dwarves could only love once and since the first time his eyes landed on you, Bofur knew that you were his one. Your small smile, your personality, your kindness, your shyness, and every single thing you did made his heart skip a beat. Bofur knew that he will soon have to tell you, his secret was slowly affecting his mood and his behavior.

Thorin called once again for everyone to stop and Bofur got off his pony before turning around to help you but you were already on your feet next to him. That made him raise an eyebrow at you but he smiled proudly as he saw the blush on your cheeks.

“I know how to do it now.” You said, a bit embarrassed.

“I saw that, lass.” Bofur answered, patting your shoulder before going to help his brother with his restless pony. You chuckled and went to help Bombur start a fire. Bilbo came to help and after a while you sat next to him and chatted about the Shire while stargazing. After dinner, you were ready to turn in for the night went Thorin’s deep voice called you name in the darkness of the night, starling you.

“Miss Took, you have the first watch tonight.” He said turning to Bofur and nodding him forward. “You too Bofur.”

Your heart skip a beat, it was the first time you would be alone with Bofur. Or at least with the others asleep and not listening to you. You nodded your head at Thorin and smiled slightly at Bofur. You slowly made your way to a huge rock at the border of the camp and sat on top of it, your eyes focused on the dark woods before you but you mind focused on the dwarf who was climbing the rock to sit next to you. You turned your head as you saw Bofur’s hat from your spot on the rock and smiled as his face showed up quickly after.

“How did you do it so fast?” Bofur asked with a chuckle as he finally sat next to you.

“Hobbits are good climbers.” You said proudly, making Bofur nod in agreement.

“Aye, they definitely are.” He said as his eyes focused on the woods. The silence settled between the two of you and you started to feel self-conscious. Your hair was all over the place, your cheeks and your nose were flushed red from the cold wind biting at your skin and your trousers were dirty. You sighed as you started to run the palms of your hands over your trousers catching Bofur’s attention.

“You’re alright, lass?” He asked concern written on his features. You nodded and shrugged your shoulders not wanting to tell him about your lame worries. “You know you can trust me, right! You can tell me anything.” Bofur said, his voice as nice and caring as usual.

You sighed and looked up at him, his kind eyes piercing through your shell a bit more every day.

“I… I feel ugly.” You suddenly said, just above a whisper. His eyes widen in shock and you quickly avoided his gaze.

“You feel ugly?” He repeated, confused and surprise. You nodded your head and looked at your hands, trying to make yourself as small as you could. Bofur observed you for a few second before shifting to sit closer to you. “Lass, please look at me.” He asked in a soft voice that made your cheeks flush.

“I… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said…” You started but two rough fingers on your chin made you close your mouth. Bofur softly pushed your chin up to make you look at him. His eyes held so much and so much love that it made you gasp.

“Don’t ever apologize to me, (Y/N). I understand and I accept who you are. Your shy nature is beautiful in my eyes. You are beautiful in my eyes. Please don’t feel ugly, you are so beautiful you have no idea how much it hurts to see you sad.” His words took you by surprise.

“Wait… you… you think I’m beautiful?” You asked in a whisper, not knowing what to do. Bofur smiled and chuckled at your shocked face.

“Indeed, I think you’re beautiful, amrâlimê.” Bofur said his hands coming up to cup your face into his warm hands. You looked at him, not able to hide your love anymore. The dwarf smiled at you and slowly touch his forehead to yours, closing his eyes.

“I love you, (Y/N). I know it seems impossible but I know that you are my one. I understand if you don’t feel the same but know that I will always protect you. I don’t have much to offer except my unconditional love and a promise to always love you.” Bofur said, whispering his love to you. Your eyes started to water but you smiled brightly at him.

“Bofur… I cannot ask for more. I only need your love to be happy with my life.” At your words Bofur pulled away slightly to look at you with joy and suddenly, he closed the space between you and kissed you with all his love and passion. Your eyes widen at first but you quickly melted into the kiss and wrapped your arms around his neck as his wrapped around your waist and pulled you into his lap to deepen the kiss.

As the stars shone above your small bubble of love, several dwarves at camp were still up and saw the two of you kiss. They said nothing, knowing how meaningful this moment was for you and for their friend. However, Gandalf smirked and turned around to ask the dwarf king.

“You did that on purpose.” The old wizard said, observing the content smile that appeared on Thorin’s lips. 

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We Don’t Talk Anymore | 2

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Word Count: 2.419

A/N: well I actually did finish it tonight, what a surprise! I don’t know what to think of this tbh meh, let me know your thoughts :)

also I did not proof read again, so there’s a high possibility that my tired brain did make some horrible mistakes in this and I already want to apologize for that


Her dress was hugging every single one of her curves like his hands used to do. Gently caressing her soft skin, like he used to do. The light illuminating her skin softly, giving it a golden glow, making her eyes sprinkle while her smile seemed to be able to cure illnesses. Her hair slowly swaying from side to side while she laughed at Hoseok’s jokes, placing one of her perfectly small hands on his shoulder for support, the way she used to do it to him.

Jungkook couldn’t tear his gaze from your figure, no matter how hard he tried. You looked like an angel descended from heaven. Nothing compared to you. He had bought you that dress as a Valentine’s gift, knowing that it wouldn’t stay long on your body while he was around and therefor giving himself a nice present as well. Seeing you was already hard enough but this whole situation made it ten times worse. What was he saying, a million times worse and more.

Memories of that exact night came flooding back into his mind, heart aching and tears filling up his eyes, about to spill. 

“You look really beautiful tonight (Y/N)”, he complimented you, looking for the same pain in your eyes that he was feeling.

“You really do (Y/N)! I really love your dress, where did you get it from?”, his girlfriend asked you. Her voice made Jungkook’s insides twist in regret, realizing how painful it might have been for you to sit right across from them.

Instead he saw you smiling back at her. “Thank you! Sadly, I don’t remember where I got this from… I think it might have been a gift or something”, you smiled apologetically and she shrugged before turning her attention back to Taehyung who was sitting on her other side. 

Nobody else seemed to notice that your hands were slightly shaking while brushing down your dress and when you spoke; you seemed to be a little out of breath, as if your nerves were taking up all your energy. 

Nobody, except for Jungkook. 

He noticed every small detail. He knew you like the back of his hand and seeing you like this, trying to hide your feelings, trying to stay strong while your eyes were already turning watery, he wanted to do nothing more than to hold you in his arms and tell you that everything’s going to be fine. 

That he would be there for you. Kissing those tears away while rubbing small circles into your skin, telling you how beautiful you were. He’d promise you as many times before that he would never leave you.

Wasn’t it ironical that he wanted to comfort you and tell you these things when he already did leave you? He already broke your heart, he was the reason behind those tears and he knew. Because he was feeling the same.

A tear silently rolled down his cheek before he could stop it and his hand was quick to wipe it off.

“Who is she Jungkook?”, your voice cut slices into his skin. Never had he seen you this angry.

“She’s just a friend from uni (Y/N), relax”, he tried to play it down, letting himself fall onto your couch and grabbing the remote to turn on the Sports News.

As he leaned back, you ripped the remote out of his hands, throwing it against the wall, making him flinch at the sound.

“Who. Is. She?”, one of your hands was holding onto your phone for dear life while the other one was being clenched into a fist, slowly turning white. Jungkook saw the anger burning inside of you and even though you were fuming, he still thought you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. His breath got caught in his throat as he looked up at you, getting lost in your eyes before your voice broke him out of his trance.

He shook his head a little and stood up, walking past you and rolling his eyes. “I told, she’s just a friend, no need to get jealous babe.”

“Don’t fucking ‘babe’ me Jungkook! What is this huh?”, you stopped him on his shirt, making him face your phone. There was a picture of two figures, one being held up against a wall by the other, while their tongues swirled around each other. His hands on her butt, her hands in his hair. Even though he recognized that scene on the screen, he shook his head again and shrugged. “Looks like some nasty college kids making out in the backyard of some house, how the hell am I supposed to know?”

He tried to free himself from your grip but you were holding his shirt so tight, he was scared it might rip if he broke apart violently. So instead, Jungkook stayed in place, eyes looking anywhere but at your face, heart beating painfully in his chest and blood pulsing in his ears.

“Look at me”, you whispered, voice already shaking as you knew him too well. Jungkook knew that you had figured out he was lying. Yet, he tried his best to seem convincing. He really didn’t want to hurt you. His love for you was stronger than anything he had ever felt. He didn’t want to cause you pain. Not for any costs.

Your finger softly turned his face to yours and he looked at your broken expression. “Look me in the eye and tell me this isn’t you making out with another girl. Look me in the eye and promise me that you didn’t do anything with her while you were at the exact same party yesterday.”

His gaze locked with yours and all his insides dropped. He wanted to lie. He wanted to tell you that he’d never do something like that to you, that you were his one and only. That all he ever had in mind was you and only you. Which was true. But in that one second, he allowed someone else into his mind and it all escalated. Escalated so bad, he’d never thought was possible.

“I-”, he started but his voice broke and he had to restart. Your big, dull eyes, filled with tears, hands shaking and clinging onto him as if her life depended on him, made lying so hard. His heart and mind battling each other between telling her the truth and hoping for the best, just kissing her and holding her, comforting her. Making her believe that he was the one she was looking for. the one that would never hurt her, never do something like that to her. 

“I- that’s-”, he stuttered and your eyes closed in resignation, small tears escaping your eyes and rolling down your cheeks. His hand automatically shot up to wipe them away but it got slapped away by your own as you turned around, facing away from him. “I swear, I didn’t mean to (Y/N). I- I could never hurt you like this!”

Jungkook noticed how desperate he sounded, how dumb and idiotic. But it was the truth. He never wanted this to happen. Never in a million years.

“Don’t pull that shit on me Jungkook! Don’t you dare pull that ‘I didn’t mean to’ crap!”, your voice had turned into screams, streams of tears covering your yet so beautiful voice, shattering Jungkook’s heart into tiny pieces. He reached out for you but you stepped back, giving his heart another crack.

“(Y/N)…”, he whispered but you cut him off. 

“Pack your stuff. Now. And get out of my apartment. I don’t want to see you ever again, you understand that? Never again!”

Your screams and sobs still echoed through his head. The same way your laugh and giggles wouldn’t leave his mind. Every beautiful and every painful sound that ever left your mouth was burned into his memory. Every moment he had spent with you, every smile, every playful smack, every hug, every touch. Every stupid joke. Every silly comment. 


There wasn’t a night where he didn’t miss your touch, your smell, your soft hums. He had gotten used to your body laying beside his at night that he barely slept now. He missed you like lungs missed the air. He missed you like fish missed the water. He missed you like the birds missed the sky. He missed you like the sun missed the moon. It was unbearable and yet he was the one who caused it.  

Now you were standing beside him, applauding to one of the manager’s speeches while waiting for this dinner to be over. Jimin was standing on your other side, making Jungkook fume with anger and jealousy. He was supposed to be the one being there for you. He was supposed to be the one being to hold you whenever, kiss you whenever and erupt into little giggles with you together. 

As everybody started heading back to their seats, Jungkook took the opportunity and stopped you by gently grabbing your wrist. Electricity ran through both of your bodies, your eyes widening in disbelief as Jungkook smiled slightly. 

He turned to Jimin. “Hey man, can I borrow her for a minute?”, Jungkook knew that if he asked Jimin, his hyung would say yes and you wouldn’t have an excuse to say no to him.

As predicted, Jimin smiled and nodded before heading back to his seat, leaving the two of you alone. You looked lost and Jungkook’s instincts to protect you from anything bad became more prominent. He swallowed hard, reminding himself that it wasn’t in his rights to feel like this any longer.

“Let’s go somewhere more quiet, I need to talk to you”, he said before turning into the direction of the balcony, looking back once to make sure you were following him.

Stepping outside, he held the door open for you and a mild breeze hit your naked skin, making goosebumps appear. Jungkook noticed that you were feeling uncomfortable in his presence and he lowered his head in sadness. If anyone would have told him a year beforehand that you two would end like this - not that anyone knew about the two of you to be able to tell him - he would have laughed at him and declared him for mad. 

“So, what did you want to talk about?”, you asked casually, avoiding his gaze and looking up at the stars instead. He smiled a little at your behavior, knowing that you were only doing that because you were too nervous (and hurt) to face him directly. 

“I’m sorry”, Jungkook apologized suddenly, making your head snap at him, eyes wide in surprise. Quickly, you caught yourself and looked back into the restaurant, making sure that nobody was looking for the two of you.

“For what?”, you raised one eyebrow at him, questioning his apology. Anyone could apologize but not everybody knew what they were apologizing for.

“For promising you that I would be the man that you needed. For promising you that I’d never ever hurt you. For promising that I would never leave you, no matter how hard times would get. For promising you a future together. For promising everything we both wanted and needed and yet standing here, having broken every single one of those promises”, a lump started to rise in Jungkook’s throat so he quickly swallowed and continued.

“I’m sorry for glorifying your simple being, loving everything you do or didn’t do. For falling so hard for you that everything else just didn’t matter anymore. For making you fall so hard for me that you were blind to anything that didn’t involve me. For causing you so much pain that breathing alone was one of the hardest tasks you had to go through in your entire life. I’m sorry for every single tear you shed because of me, every single scream you led out because of me. For every broken vase, every deleted picture and every deleted song. I’m sorry for every time you had to run to the bathroom in the middle of the night, throwing up into the toilet because you thought that this pain was about to eat you out alive, burning you from the inside and taking all the air from your lungs.”

Your eyes had started to well up with tears, bottom lip stuck between your teeth, trying to hold your composure. When Jungkook looked at you, you breathed out, shaking your head.

“How do you know all this?”, your voice was barely whisper but Jungkook would have heard you anywhere.

“Because I felt the same.”

“Why now?”, you choked out before tears wet your puffy face.

“Because I see you with him (Y/N). I see how you’re trying to forget about me, about us. I see how every time he touches you, you flinch but act as if nothing happened. I see how when you open up, you cling onto him as if you were scared he might leave you as well. I see the dark circles around your eyes, no matter how hard you try to cover them up. You don’t sleep at night because you can’t let his warmth lull you in like mine did. You can’t move on even though I know you want to”, Jungkook’s voice started shaking at the thought of what’s going to come. He closed his eyes, ignoring the stinging feeling in his chest and the burning in his lungs that were telling him that this was not right. 

“That’s why I’m telling you this”, he breathed out, looking at you sincerely. “So you can find closure and move on. Be happy with him. Let him love you like I did and love him like you loved me. He’s the one you need, the one you want. He will be your happiness.”

“Jungkook…”, you choked out in between tears but he shook his head and smiled at you, tears now also streaming down his face. 

“Shh it’s okay. You deserve him”, was all he could muster to say before reaching out for the door handle, ready to go back inside.

“What about you?”, you asked heartbroken, grabbing his arm and holding onto it.

“I’ll be fine”, was all he said, before placing a soft kiss onto your forehead, lips lingering on your skin a little bit longer before opening the door and going back to the table as if nothing had happened.

Because for him, nothing would change. 

Except for seeing you being finally happy with his best friend.


hey yall since i know i probs have a lot of younger kids followin me listen

just go ahead and like your “cringy” stuff ok?? doesnt matter what it is. mlp, warriors cats, little online animal sites, jeez even if youre a furry

if its harmless and you like it, if you wanna draw it or participate in it, do it

dont listen to stupid adults trying to make you feel bad so they can feel better. because they did this stuff too, and theyre ashamed of it. they made horrible ocs, they talked like “OMG LOL xD RAWR”, they went on all the sites you do, and theyre ashamed. 

be proud of who you were and who you are and what you like ok???? 

Catalyst : Unbroken // Yoongi

Hunter!Yoongi x Angel!Reader. 2.8k words. Mild angst.

Series collaboration with @lovelyoongis and @optosomnio

Description. Hoseok || Yoongi || Taehyung || Jimin || Seokjin || Jungkook

In a world where demons and angels are hunted for the price of their wings by humans, will there ever be a chance for a hopeless love ─precisely between the hunter and the hunted?


They ─the believers call you. There’s hilarity in the sickening irony of the noun; a twist of syllables on tongue that drips with a sense of unrestricted conviction. They worship what they grow up knowing are virtuous and they curse the demons, shuddering at the mere thought. Defiled creatures, they hiss spitefully as if the words alone are toxic in their mouth.

Naivety runs along the line of blind loyalty and apparent scorn.

Don’t they know that the worst kind of evil is the one they can’t see?

For those who see beyond the pale of faultless masks masqueraded by the angels, they are the ones that truly transcend the limit of human capabilities. Loaded on guns, sheathed daggers strapped on legs, they are set for the hunt. Values are discarded for the high of the chase, poaching for the intricacies of angels’ wings. They call themselves ─hunters.

Min Yoongi, he’s one of them; an angel hunter.

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Harry started coughing up the water that he swallowed while under. He finally gasped air as he looked up. The light was bright, it took awhile for the light to dim down. He could see the shape of a girl, she smiled when she saw he woke up. For him, you looked like an angel, the way your eyes glimmered and how your smile actually sparkles, just like a fairytale. 

“Are you okay?” Harry coughed as he sat up. He stared at you not being able to speak. You pushed your hair to the side clearing out the remainder of the water. “Whats your name?”

Harry stuttered. “Harry”  You pushed your hair behind your ear laughing. 

“Well harry what were you doing so deep in the ocean” Harry couldn’t really remember at first what he was doing here. 

“Y/n!” You heard your mother calling you.  

“I have to go but i hope to see you again Harry” You waved goodbye before running home before your father comes out.

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