#anyway i said i'd like make a gifs about my favourites moments

[woso-dreamzzz]

Injured (Alexia's Version) V

Alexia Putellas x Child!Reader

Summary: Alexia comes to ballet class

For some reason, Alexia feels nervous.

She's played some big matches. She's won some big trophies. She's scored some big goals.

But none of those moments ever made her as nervous as she feels now.

Your ballet school had sent home a leaflet just last week about having a parent-child day where parents could join in on practice with their kids.

Alexia had signed herself up without thinking before the realisation had sunk in about what she had done.

She hadn't danced in years, not properly anyway and left it all behind to pursue football. She wasn't quite sure she still remembered how to do that style of dance, let alone your style of ballet.

But, still, she had signed up and the awestruck look on your face when she told you was worth it all.

"Alright mummies and daddies," The too-happy voice of your teacher exclaims," We're so excited to have you here with us today. Why don't you go and grab your little one and find a spot at one of the barres?"

The whole class is sitting cross legged on the floor and Alexia can pick you out easily with your favourite leotard and the little braid Olga had given you this morning.

Alexia smiles at you, gently taking your hand as you pull her over to the spot at the very end of the mirror, just like your preferred space at your barre back home.

"Alright boys and girls! Now, first position!"

Alexia knows that one. She's pretty sure she's one of the only parents that actually does because she shifts into position while others look around in confusion.

"And now, plié."

It's fairly simple stuff but Alexia's not surprised. You're still little but you're doing exceptionally well. She catches sight of your determined little face as you bob up and down.

This is one of the better ballet schools for younger kids. Back when you first started ballet, Alexia didn't really care where you went so Eli had organised it.

Alexia feels glad that her Mama spent so much time researching because now that she's started visiting and chatting to the other parents, she knows that some ballet 'schools' are barely schools for young children, not really focused on teaching them actual ballet like this one is.

Throughout this whole exercise, you remain composed and calm the entire time. You easily shift in and out of the positions you need to be in and your teacher has nothing but compliments for you whenever she comes past.

You smile brightens each time and Alexia has to stop herself from leaning down to give you kisses all over your face.

"Alright boys and girls! Water break!"

Your focused face disappears from your features as soon as the water break is called and you whirl around to look at Alexia.

"I..." You seem a bit nervous, shuffling your feet. "Are you having fun, Mami?"

Alexia crouches down in front of you, gently pushing away some flyaways from your face. "I'm having so much fun, bambi."

"Really? I know it's not football but-"

"I don't need football to have a fun time with you," Alexia assures you, a soft kiss being pressed against your forehead," Do you know what we're doing after this?"

You nod. "Floorwork," You say seriously," Floorwork and then cool down and then home time." You chew on your bottom lip for a moment before you shyly ask," Would you like to be my floorwork partner, Mami?"

Alexia smiles. "I'd love to."

Floorwork sounds more intimidating than it is. All it really boils down to is the class going in pairs one corner to the other doing things like skipping to the beat of the music.

Alexia supposes it's a bit like conditioning in a way and holds your hand nice and tight as you both skip from one end of the room to the other.

Nearer the end, the teacher switches to turns and Alexia's a little glad that she's not the only parent that makes a bit of a fool of themselves.

To her credit, she, at least, manages to stay on her feet which can't be said for one dad who trips over his own laces and nearly smashes his face into the floor.

"Well done today, boys and girls!" The teacher says as everyone packs up," And well done to mummies and daddies too! I'll see you all next week!"

Alexia keeps a grip on your hand, swinging your arms as she heads out to the car, packing it up with both of your bags and buckling you into your car seat.

"I had a lot of fun today, bambi," She tells you as she heads down the familiar road towards the house," It was very interesting to see what your classes are like."

"You did very well, Mami," You say earnestly, nodding your head," I wish parents could always been in my classes. It's more fun when there's grown ups."

Alexia laughs. "If there were always grown ups then you'd never get anything done! The mummies and daddies will keep falling over and the whole class will just be everyone laughing at us."

You shake your head. "I wouldn't laugh at your, Mami. Promise."

Alexia smiles at you in the rear view mirror.

"I'm glad, bambi."

There's silence for a moment and then," Do you want to practice at my barre at home? For when parents can come back to class?"

"That sounds perfect."

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Monday Hugs

Warnings: Fluff, hugs, Mondays, use of y/n.

Word count: 552

Pairing: Hotch x reader

A/n: I have had this sitting around for a bit and seeing as it was @boredelle ‘s birthday the other day, I thought I’d post this as a birthday present.  (even though the fic is not about birthdays and just fluff)

Tags: @boredelle @greg-montgomery

You'd decided to wake up a little early this morning to stop at a nearby coffee shop.  It was Monday.  Everyone on the team dreaded Monday even though you often worked crazy hours anyway.  So to try and make it a little easier you thought you'd get everyone's favourite coffee order this morning. 

Though it was hard to carry your bag and eight drinks even with the trays they were in you still managed to get to the BAU without spilling anything.  First stopping by to give Penelope her drink you were quickly pulled into a hug as she thanked you profusely.  Once you made it out of her office you put your bag down at your desk before setting everyone else's particular coffee orders on their desks seeing as you were surprisingly there before them.

Last but certainly not least, you made your way to Hotch's office.  His door was closed and when you knocked you heard a quiet "Come in" and so you did.  

He looked up from his paperwork and you greeted him with as bright a smile you could give him.  "Delivery for one SSA Aaron Hotchner." You said as you set his coffee down in front of him.  He gave you his best smile and thanked you.  His smile was weak though.  And he looked exhausted.  The bags under his eyes seeming more prominent than usual.  

"Rough weekend?" You asked, tilting your head to the side.  He sighed and nodded.  "That and this morning Strauss decided to give me extra paperwork to do.  But you probably don't want to hear about that." He grabbed the cup and took a sip from it.  You could see a small smile tugging at one side of his mouth.  "How did you know how I like my coffee?" He questioned and he looked back to you with his brows furrowed ever so slightly.  "Oh I just know things.  I know the entire team's coffee orders actually." He nodded again and looked back to the file in front of him.  The small smile disappearing.  

"Hotch you look like you could use a Monday hug.  I know Monday tends to suck but hugs can help a little.  Can I give you a hug?" You can tell he wasn't expecting you to ask that seeing the way his eyes widened.  But after a quick moment of thought he agrees "Yes that actually sounds very nice.  I'd like that." He stands from his chair after setting his cup back down on his desk and you wrap your arms around him gently.  He returns it and lets out a breath as he relaxes in your embrace.  "Thank you.  I really appreciate this y/n." You move your head to show him another smile.  "You're welcome Hotch.  If you ever need a hug you can always come to me and I'll gladly give you one." He smiles a real genuine smile before pulling away and sitting back down.  

"I might just take you up on your offer y/n.  You give great hugs." "Oh I know I do.  I'll be expecting more Hotch hugs from now on." You wink before walking towards the door to head back to your desk.  He knows that he will definitely be stealing another hug from you before the day is over.

[mini-jiminie]

many thanks to the chokehold that polaroids had on park jimin :)

When we talk about photography and who is the photographer of the group, our minds immediately hone in on jk because ofc, we have to put some respect on the founder of gcf's name.

Before gcf though, there was #슈가의_시선 (Suga's sight). This is a link to some of the photos that Yoongi used to post on twitter under the hashtag.

However, there's one person who simply doesn't get enough credit for his prowess with a camera.

^^ all those polaroids being from his personal collection

From 2017-18, jimin was a polaroid pictures connoisseur. Tears are being shed as I type this out but, when jm used to be really active on social media (😭) he'd bless us with the occasional photo dump here and there.

Speaking of, let's zoom in on that photo sitting right off-centre in that last little photo dump!

I wish I was joking when I say that this photo changed the trajectory of my life forever.

No, cause whose parents are these?? Who are these 90s high school sweethearts?

(they're actually my parents uwu)

Anyways. I've duped you all and this whole post thus far has just been a way for me to segway into something else I'd like to discuss:

Run BTS ep. 52 - BTS ESCAPE (aka. chaos ensues when you stick the tannies into an escape room)

Yes, the revolutionary polaroid was taken during the filming of this episode. This episode also shed some light onto the scam artist that is Jeon Jungkook.

So, the episode starts with seokjin and jimin being named team leaders (because they had prior experience doing escape rooms).

Both would randomly pick an escape room theme for their respective teams:

Jm picks 'Korean dry sauna'.

Someone makes his stance on jm's selection pretty clear from the get go:

(keep this in mind cause we're about to discuss the clownery that goes down later)

So they pick their teams and lo and behold, Mr 'I hate dry saunas' ends up in team 'Korean dry sauna'.

The question is, does jk think this is all an unfortunate turn of fate? Or, is jk fate himself?🤨

While everyone is just holding their sheets of paper, jk is attempting to camouflage with the wall while he subtly sneaks a peak.

It's almost as if the gags write themselves cause even glimpsing at 1/4 of the paper would've allowed them to see the name of the team (jungkook honey plssss)

Then #dry_sauna_hater, knowing he doesn't have the 'dry sauna' theme card, swaps with Tae.

#that moment when you get the escape room theme you didn't want #cause you cheated your way into getting it

Result of said cheating though: 🥰

This isn't even the first instance of jk trying to will a team with jm into existence

here he is not letting Mini Moni breathe

.....again:

them leaving out tae even when white makes up majority of the flag😭

here he is being the great wall of jungkook:

the foreshadowing by focusing on him during this scene😭

rlly left jm #bamboozled

Jungkook, I get you though. I rlly do.

anyways, im ending this post with my most favourite picture ever! bye!

[queenslimeball]

Bedtime Story

Dad!Gator Tillman x fem!reader

Requested by; @keerygal

Contents; Fluff, pregnant!mother!reader

Summary; Gator thinks back to the journey of his girlfriend's pregnancy.

Gator stands in the doorframe, staring into the dimly lit room. Y/n isn't home, so he is left to his own thoughts. He slowly enters the room, drifting inside as if by a kind of magnetic pull that he can't break free from. Not that he wants to.

Gator sits in the rocking chair in the centre with a little too much force as he swings further back than expected. He yells slightly, leaning forward to stabilise himself.

He hears a slight noise to his left, and his head instantly darts in the direction. His daughter. He's startled her awake.

"Shit." Gator mumbles. He quickly gets up, but it's too late as she starts crying.

Gator's face drops, and he gently reaches inside the crib to get her out. He does his best to be as gentle as possible without actually dropping the poor girl, which proves to be rather difficult. He leans her against his chest and sits back down in the rocking chair carefully this time.

"Sorry, baby girl. All good. It was jus' me, okay?" Gator whispers, brushing his thumb against her tiny hand. "Please don' wake up your brother or Y/n will kill me, okay, sweet'eart?" He says, in a gentle chirpy tone, despite the words he says. He looks to the crib on his right, where his son is sleeping peacefully.

"Go to sleep, and you'll be my favourite." Gator adds, grinning as he says it. He knows he doesn't mean it. He says it to each of them. He couldn't possibly pick a favourite.

"Please?" He says, as if making an imaginary deal with her. But she doesn't seem to agree to those terms.

Gator hears crying on his right. Damn it.

He stands and picks up his son, too. He leans him against his chest and sits back down with an impatient huff and a pout.

"C'mon. Your mom's gonna be home soon. She gon' think I'm bad at this." Gator pouts, rocking back and forth in the chair gently. He hushes them, giving them each a gentle rub on the back with his thumb.

After what seems like forever, but was merely three minutes, the babies gradually start to calm down. Gator lets out a breath of relief. He leans his head back, allowing himself to relax. But he can't get too excited because they aren't asleep yet.

"D'you guys wan' a bedtime story? I'm good at those." Gator says, going quiet as if waiting for them to answer. He blinks at them and realises they won't be giving him a nod and chuckles to himself.

"Uh– no, I'm not. Ya got me." Gator murmurs, looking around the room to try and spark an idea. He spots a picture on the wall, one from the hospital when the twins were born. Their first picture as a family. Gator smiles to himself, thinking back to that moment. A moment he'd never forget.

He realises he's gone quiet and isn't exactly helping them get back to sleep, so he thinks of the only story he can actually recall. They don't really know what they're listening to anyway, right?

"It was a saturd'y, I think. Or the day before. But I know it was dark outside. Really dark. I was at my dad's. Your grandpa. You don't wanna meet him, guys. He's in jail now, so don' worry. Where was I? Right. I heard a knock at the door and I had no idea who it was. I had to grab it, 'cause my dad was in bed. Glad I did, though.

I opened it, and there was your mom. I let her in and she was real nervous, so I was too, y'know? I had no idea what she was about to say. I expected anythin' 'n everythin' else.

I remember exactly what she said t'me. "Gator, we've got a big problem."

He laughs at his own impression of Y/n. "She don't sound like that. If she did, i'd be worried... Oops. Carryin' on with the story."

"I just said "What is it?" 'cause I di'n't really think there was somethin' as bad as she made it sound. But then, she showed me the pregnancy test.

I stared at her blankly for a while. She pro'ly thought there was somethin' wrong with me. I just cou'n't believe it. I di'n't really know if I wanted kids. But... it changed. 'Cause I was with the right girl. Your mom, she's just... I can't even put it into words. She's the reason I di'n't turn out like my daddy. You gon' understand when you're older.

That was a real turnin' point f'me. I had to sort myself out if I wan'ed your mom to keep me around. I had to... prove myself. It came naturally, really. When I knew you two were comin', somethin' changed in me.

I made sure to always be there for your mom. The whole of the way. I even moved out of my dad's so I could jus' be with her. It was nice... I–"

Gator cuts himself off, staring into the distance at a different photo on the wall of him and Y/n during her pregnancy. He's beginning to get choked up, but he doesn't want to upset the twins, so he quickly wipes his eyes.

"I remember it all so clearly. You two were growin'. Quite big, quite early, heh. We had no idea there were two lil' gremlins in there, so we thought you'd jus' be a really big baby. No offence. But we went to a doctor and found out, like– You should'a seen the look on your mom's face. I found it funny, but she di'n't. Well, obviously. She was the one dealin' with ya both.

Y'know, I hope you heard all the times I talked to you guys while you were in there. I read you a story once, but I weren't very good at it. I did tell you I love you both for the firs' time, so you should'a been listenin'.

When you guys decided you wanted to come out, it was a nightmare. F'me. at leas'. Your mom was more calm than I were, and she were the one givin' birth! I was just worried about her safety and yours. But excessively.

Your mom don't look it, but she got a tight grip."

He whistles with a chuckle.

"So strong, I had no clue. She held my hand so damn tight I thought it'd drop off. It was so worth it. I di'n't check how long it took, but it seemed like forever. I knew 'cause my hand was numb by the time she fin'ly let go.

This next part is somethin' I'll keep with me for the res' of my life. Son, you did not stop cryin'. The doctor told me to do "skin to skin" with you, but I di'n't know what that was. What it's s'posed to do is calm you down 'cause you listen to my heartbeat or somethin'. I got to hold you against my chest and you jus' seemed so... peaceful. I wan'ed to keep ya there forever. I cou'n't, though.

When I jus' sat on the edge of the hospital bed and looked over my new fam'ly, I instantly knew I loved you all more than I love myself. I have to admit, even I started cryin'. Your mom gave me a hug, so it was all good.

I di'n't leave your mom's side once after that. They advised me to go 'ome, but I jus' slept in a chair. I was okay, but my neck really 'urt after, which ain't surprisin'.

We got to bring ya both 'ome. Once you were both in tucked in, I was tied between stayin' with ya or goin' straight to bed. I was tired, but I jus' wanted to stay with ya both for a little while. So did your mom.

That's another time I remember exactly what she said t'me. "You sure as hell know how to make a pair of pretty babies."

He avoids trying to do a voice for Y/n, this time. He smiles for a moment to himself.

"I tried not to laugh, 'cause I di'n't wanna wake either of ya up. But it got t'me. In a way, she was callin' me pretty, so... I can't possibly forget that moment.

's the simple things, right? Like right now. God, I have so many stories to tell you both 'n not enough time. I–"

He stops himself when he notices that both of the twins are asleep. It's a relief, yet a disappointment. Gator found it enjoyable to have a moment to think over the best moments of his life so far. Maybe, he can tell them this exact story when they're older. It's not a bad idea. If he remembers to do it.

Gator puts them both in their cribs and makes sure they're okay, putting a teddy in there with each of them and making sure their blankets are covering them fully. Feeling satisfied that he's done enough, he slowly backs away to the door. He doesn't really want to, but he needs to let them sleep. And not wake them up this time.

Gator shuts the door as gently as possible. He lets out a breath and his shoulders untense. He turns to the side and–

Gator gasps heavily, startled. He presses a hand to his chest and stares at Y/n.

"A hello would'a been nice. You scared the shit outta me!" Gator whisper yells. He chuckles and wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her close.

"Sorry, baby. Didn't mean to scare you." Y/n replies, pecking Gator's lips. "Kids asleep?"

"Yup. All thanks to me." Gator replies, semi-cockily. His tone suggests he's after some kind of reward for doing fatherhood correctly. Y/n just chuckles.

"What do you want? A medal?" She replies, walking by him into the bedroom. Gator huffs playfully and follows after her like a lost puppy.

"Not a medal. Somethin' better." He says, pressing the door shut behind himself. "I jus' want my girlfriend, if that's okay." He wraps his arms around her waist from behind, resting his head on her shoulder. She tries to get changed into something comfortable, but she's struggling with Gator holding on so tightly.

"Let me get changed, then we can cuddle." Y/n assures, gently pushing him towards the bed. "Y'know, I don't get awards for good parenting, and I do it all the time."

"So do I." Gator replies with a teasing shrug, getting under the covers of the bed. "But I can arrange that, baby. All you gotta do is ask."

[mrs-monaghan]

i saw you mention it briefly in a previous post and wondered if you happen to have any examples of jimin acting jealous related to jk

i can’t think of even one instance of it happening jimin has such a good poker face

Finally!! Getting to this ask. Sorry i kept you waiting my dear. Lets get to it.

Disclaimer: My word is not law. I can only point out what I picked up. Its up to you to form your own opinions. You don't have to see what I see 😘

To start us off would be the most recent.

Army: I'm Taehyung's wife

Jimin: Hello Taehyung's wife

Army: Hi, I'm Jhope's wife

Jimin: Hello Jhope's wife.

Army: Hi, I'm Jungkook's wife.

Jimin:

Mans really said "no the fuck you're not. You can call yourself JK's wife but I'm the one who knows what he's doing not you." 😂😂😂 No, but this was funny.

Next we're gonna talk about HOME. But before we do that. Let's understand something. Jikook have these exclusive things they do to/for eo and they prefer if it stays that way. A good example would be Jimin touching JK's chin. It's a Jikook thing or rather used to be, because sometimes in the past u would catch Jimin side eyeing another member when they did it. He's always done it from the beginning and other members started doing it too. But I think Jimin is over it now. Doesn't care anymore. But it did used to bother him. Another example would be the boxing. It's a Jikook thing and they (mostly JK) prefers it that way. We've seen him refuse to play box with V. I even touched on him debunking V here when V said they box together. It's a Jikook thing. Alright? Which brings us to HOME.

As we all know there is that one part where Jikook usually sing to each other during HOME.

My favourite is this one 🥺🥺

If you don't believe it's a Jikook thing, look at how JK reacted when Jimin sang to Army instead of singing to him. Here is an even better angle. He wasn't impressed. He was looking forward to it, only for Jimin to sing to Army 🤭

All duos have designated moments during songs. Here is angry Jin pulling Jimin away from a Taejin moment. (Sorry if u can't access tiktok. Tumblr only allows one video at a time) So this theory is not too far fetched.

Okay now let's get to the Jimin being annoyed part. Not jealous, annoyed. Its important we differentiate these 2 words. He wasn't jealous of V...he was just annoyed that it happened.

Okay. So first lets look at the Jikook moment. Which i love.

And then we look at the Taekook moment.

Why does V always look at members like they're a 5 course meal he's 2 seconds away from devouring? Damn. Anyway, I'd tell you to watch Jimin but that's not the best angle. You see his reaction better from the Jimin fancam.

Yeah... he wasn't impressed either.

Next we're gonna go back to Army proposing to JK. The infamous "Jungkook marry me" I bet JK regretted bringing that up the moment he started getting grilled. Mans really got the 3rd degree 😂😂 And you can see the exact moment Jimin was like; wtf I'm i doing?

Right before leaving to go off camera, looking all embarrassed. That shit was hysterical. Really 😂😂

Next we have JK calling RM sexy.

Jimin rubbing his face like that read to me like "this again?" And I wouldn't have thought anything of it but then he went and repeated the word "sexy" when JK said it which had me 🤔🤔🤔

Next we have this Run Bts episode. I will share Cameron's dubbed version because why not? 😂😂😂😂 JK even tried to make Jimin feel better. Yes, he was doing his mission but why not kill 2 birds with one stone?

Then we have the Busan concert. He wasn't jealous. He wasn't even annoyed. But he was watching them. He took notice. Jimin does it often when it comes to Tkk. He doesn't react, but he pays attention. Idk how to explain it. But he watches them, if that makes sense.

Next one is actually quite popular anon. I'm surprised you've never seen people talk about it. Again I will share the dubbed version because I play too much.

Aaah. Fine. Here is the original for the boring people 🙄 Watch Jimin's face when JK smiles at him. Then JK immediately lets go of V. Though he does it again, coz he can be a brat sometimes. But y'all get it.

These two Jinkook and Yoonkook moments are not even up for debate. It's pretty freaking clear. And yes. I will use the word jealousy for these ones.

This one is heartbreaking. I prefer when Jimin is angry. I do not like him sad. It's just... 😭😭😭

This one too. My heart breaks every single time.😪😪😪

You can watch this entire compilation if u feel like it. I find it mostly accurate. (Mostly. Not all) But watch this part. Jimin is watching Namkook on the viewfinder. Did you see him look away as soon as JK looked up? Why? Hmmm 🤭🤭

Now this one he was not just bothered but actually got angry. Like fucking pissed.

Thanks @astutejiminie for coming through. This video is absolute gold. They start reacting at 36:24. It's where it all starts unfolding.

(Keep an eye on Jimin touching his nose. That's usually a sign with him)

So we have V caressing JK's hair for a long ass time. And we have Jimin hating it. We hear him clear his throat abnoxiously at some point which is when JK notices and tries to like sit up and pull away from V. But as usual V doesn't get the memo and continues to touch. Eventually when they finish, Jimin stands up so aggressively that his chair flies back and then storms off before they have even wrapped up. Idk what it was about this day but Jimin got proper angry about the touching.

Another time Jimin didn't like V touching JK was during this live. He even banged his cup on the floor.

I recommend this analysis of that Dynamite BB hot 100 live/JK's birthday and what was really going on with JK staring at Jimin. Jimin had an issue with all the skinship on this day. That analysis does a good job of explaining why. Give it a go.

This here anon, is what I call the Holy grail. Jimin wanted to kill this army. Well, that's an exaggeration but still, if looks could kill, this Army would have gone up in smoke. So this girl goes to JK and calls his name in this cutesy tone. And watch Jimin. That, is some scary shit right there. 👀 I'd have ran and never come back 🙈

Damn this post got long and these aren't even all of them. I am too hungry to go get this link. So I will describe this moment and u see if it rings a bell or u can go search for it. Run BTS Canada. Jin sits next to JK and Jimin makes him move. He was like "That's my chair" and Jin immediately took off.

This cute winter package moment where Jimin slots himself between Jinkook. I don't think this is part of the list. I just like that moment 🤭🤭🤭

I gotta go eat. So this is all I have for now. Cheers! 🥂🥂

[asherloki]

Eyes tells it all

Bbc Sherlock x fem reader (maybe a bit younger than him)

Lovers in denial request by @astudyinlaura

A/n:- I hope you like it, kinda in creative slow down. The trope list here!

"Did you just argued with Anderson for me ?" Sherlock said, he sounded a little surprised.

"Ofcourse, and showed him his place." I replied, and I did, when I found Anderson calling him a sociopath again.

"Why?" He asked, perhaps he couldn't believe I'd argue with anderson for him. Was it too unbelievable though? Can't he see it in my eyes? Perhaps it's just platonic, I'm thinking too much but to his question I must reply.

"Didn't you hear? He talked so badly about you, I don't like anyone talking shit about you."

"But I'm a sociopath aren't I?"

"Ofcourse not, you're way better than that, you're kind, it's just work that makes you like that, and don't be too hard on yourself, you're my..." I almost said it, what I felt, but what I felt exactly?, friends ofcourse, perhaps, "my friend, I won't be afraid to stand up for my friends."

He listened and after a moment he said, "okay fine now let's go home." And we walked together to our flat. My friends often asked me if I was in love with him, and if he's in love with me. I never answered it correctly. Because I don't know what to answer, he doesn't seem like a person who could feel that way for anyone. But then there are times when, I'd sit sadly and he'd just sit by me and search for words to cheer me up. He has become better in it, with kind words, hugs everything, and when I look into his eyes, there's also something that.. makes me wonder if whatever I suspect is right or not, perhaps he fancies me too. Or it's just kindness.

But then I thought, I must give myself a chance at love, so my friend fixed a date for me with a guy. And the Sunday evening I stood infront of the mirror dressing up, wearing my favourite pink dress, while my roommate, Sherlock sat with his microscope in the kitchen.

"Hey I'm heading over to the cafe okay? See you in a few hours." I came out and informed him. He lifted his face from the microscope to meet my eyes and then again his eyes told me something I knew I shouldn't believe. He doesn't allow himself to feel that way for anyone, and me? I'm way too young, he only likes me as a friend. I thought.

"Oh I.." he trailed off, "where are you going?" He asked.

"A date".

"Date? You, you got a date?."

"Yes"

He seemed to process all this, "so, you fancy someone?" He asked casually.

"No, my friend fixed this date for me, anyway I must go now, see you." As I went towards the living room and then to the door. I saw him with the corner of my eyes, just sitting and he was thinking something as his eye brows were furrowed. My hand reached the door when I heard him walking towards me and said, "wait."

My mind raced, I couldn't help but think the thought which pleases me, the thought of he loves me. And yes that's the moment I couldn't deny, I am indeed in love with him.

"I am already late Sherlock." I didn't face him instead I opened the door. When I felt he held my wrist and stopped me.

"wait, wait I... Need to tell you something." And I faced him finally. Perhaps both our eyes told us the same thing we decided to deny.

"What?" I enquired. His eyes fixed on me. I could understand he was trying to form sentences before telling me.

"I know, either this would destroy me or save me." He said finally.

"And it's making me feel like an utter fool because I didn't understand anything." What I said was true, what he thought, what he said, and what he meant was absolutely in the air for me.

"This ... This feeling perhaps." He replied in a more confusing way.

"What I mean to say is..." Finally he started to say things that might make sense, "I have never felt the need of affection, and I have never allowed myself to ... Perhaps love someone."

Why's he saying that to me? What is he implying?

"Okay I am well aware of that." I replied, he was stating an obvious fact.

"Look I,... when it came to you I lost all my controls, it wasn't a matter of me allowing or not anymore. It was the first time I didn't feel I have to hold myself against my feelings. I still don't know what love is, but I'd like to believe it's something like this, where it isn't a disadvantage, it's just simply being happy with you. I guess..." He looked down this time, he smiled and his voice became softer as he said,

"I think I've never thought of loving someone because, I was meant to love you, maybe my loyalty has always been to you, maybe my roads were always leading me to you, love was always hard for me to allow myself to feel. But with you it just happened, I didn't bother to stop myself." Then he looked up at me again.

Wonderstruck I was, he? He loves me? He can love? I never thought he can. He thinks this deeply of me? I thought but then it struck me to ask him,

"What did you mean by it could destroy you?"

He looked a little hesitant but then he gave a soft chuckle and said,

"because, if you didn't feel the same way, and my confession ruins this, it might've destroyed me, after all love is dangerous."

Now now, Mr cold detective can explain his feelings properly. He did it perfectly.

"Now will you say something or ...." He perhaps deduced I was a little stunned to speak. But I got back to my senses and he noticed me wiping a little tear that was there in the corner of my eye,

"Well, you proved you can love, especially romantically?" I asked.

"Only you I believe, I know you're alot younger than me, and you should find someone of your age, as good looking as you, someone who..."

He was speaking alot, I had to put my lips on his to stop him from overthinking. He was surprisedThen he kissed me back cupping my cheeks with his big hands. After the kiss, we stood there blushing, he could blush too now. Fascinating he is.

"Was it a "I love you too" from your side?" He asked.

"Did you say the sentence to which we reply with this?" I love this, he sometimes finds it hard to argue with me. I've always been a little talkative.

"Well then, I love you."

There, he said it, "and I love you too ". So did I

"So, I have to go on date then". I said smirking.

"You're still on it? After everything I said?" Sherlock was almost confused and it was cute, to be honest.

"Well ofcourse, but with you." I replied. And then he understood he and I are gonna have an evening date. He winked and got his coat, offering me his arm to hold while we walk to our date.

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

SO I HEARD POKEMON IS YOUR EARLIEST HYPERFIXATION AND YOU LOVED THE ASK FOR POKEMON X OP???

WE ARE MAKING NYARLA HAPPY WITH THIS ONE BOYS 🗣️🗣️🗣️ ‼️

Would you rather we ask you OP with existing Pokémon or some crack bs with OP blorbos *falling* into Pokémon Universe dur to like a devil fruit power or something?

Also who's your favourite Pokémon? And type? (MIMIKYU/SPIRITOMB FOR LIFE HERE AND GHOST TYPE)

I'd love if you could do the OP blorbos with a Reader who has a Mimikyu/Spiritomb (MY SPIRITOMB IS ALWAYS CALLED SPOOKY FUN FACT) and how they'd interact with said Pokémon/if their babies would get along with Reader's babies (DON'T FALL INTO THE TRAP OF ASSUMING GHOST AND DARK TYPES ARE ALL EVIL I PROMISE YOU MY BABIES ARE SWEET AF 😭 TIRED OF MISREPRESENTATION)

My brain when Pokémon/One Piece asks:

keep your composure keep your composure keep your mfing composure what would Mihawk do he would absolutely keep his composure be like Mihawk keep your composure Nyarla keep your BUT but but wait what would Shanks do INTERNAL SCREEEEEEEMING—

My brain is short circuiting.

My primary type is psychic. Sabrina was practically my goth awakening at seven years old, and Abra is my spirit animal (immediately teleport away when presented with anything unfamiliar or even potentially threatening). My secondary type is ghost, in no small part thanks to the fact that I started writing "horror" as soon as I could properly hold a pencil ("horror" here meaning silly lil ghost stories that probably made no sense to anyone but me).

I was also the kid glitching out my game with my older brother's game genie trying to catch all the Pokémon ghosts in the tower in Lavender Town because I was so sad that they were lonely, so that should give some insight as to how I feel about ghosts, Pokémon, and ghost type Pokémon in general.

Any asks are welcome asks, I did not realize I needed Pokemon/One Piece in my life but I am

I am—

I am not incredibly familiar with Mimikyu or Spiritomb (my last Pokemon games were Diamond/Pearl), but I will be doing research like a proper Pokémon Professor to learn as much about them as humanly possibly. I know more about Mimikyu and frankly the poor bb just wants to be loved and deserves absolutely all of the love.

Pikachu is overrated anyway. I said it and I will fcking stand by it, and Mimikyu's very existence only further solidifies this opinion within me. Out of all the iconic Pokémon in the original anime itself, Team Rocket's Meowth is and will always be my darling bb. Smart-mouthed lil mafia cat who deserves SO MUCH BETTER—

Ahem.

Brief reading into Spiritomb has, at first glance, enlightened me to the following:

Several Pokédex entries state that Spiritomb was sealed roughly 500 years before the present time. The Pokémon lays curses with its wicked thoughts. It will lash out at anyone with little thought, often exercising short-sightedness in its pursuit of vengeance.

And I am beyond intrigued by every last word of that. Historical ghost Pokémon? Vengeful lil ghost bb? I want one RIGHT NOW—

On an unrelated note, tysm for this, I just had a briefly horrifying moment because my cat made a mad dash out the door as I was taking the trash out. He is back inside and safe now but I almost had a heart attack when he zipped past my feet and into the darkness, and this has helped calm me down so much 😭😭♥️♥️

[legacyshenanigans]

Bare with me... I'm feeling the big sentimental

I can't express to you how much Marvolo means to me, the emotional connection I have to him I've never felt for another fictional character.

No matter what happening in my life I can just look at a photo of Volo and it physically heals me (my favourite ones are those where he is smiling)

Anytime I need to disassociate from my real life I come here, like when I thought that you left for good and won't be posting anything at all I have to literally sit and think what I would do to escape to someplace better. (but also thankfully you didn't delete the blog entirely)

I lost all my photos a while back god knows how... And one of the main reasons I was sobbing my eyes out at midnight was that I had so many photos of Marvolo and Rowan and I lost them all.

There aren't many places in real life where I feel safe... Your blog is one of the few where I do, feel safe to say the first thing that comes to my mind (even if they are mostly horny thoughts heh)

I feel like I have said so much yet I still want to say more...

The main thing is that you've felt safe since day 1 and I can count on my hands how many people in my life have made me feel that way

I can't see through the tears anymore so I'm going to end it here <33

Love you so much

Wolfy 🐺

I cannot fucking express right now how much this ask touched me. I swear to god, im speechless. 🥺

What lovely words to tell me, Wolfy 💕

I was never going to go forever in general, just from HL stuff.

Your support and love has been amazing, and I really appreciate it, like, A LOT 💜

I'm so happy that my little world helped you in some way, hearing that makes me smile. 💚

BIG love to you, Wolf, seriously ❤️🤍

Also,

I do remember at one point that I had said if I left the HL fandom, I'd be taking my blog with me.

I've since realised I don't want to do that because of the bond I have to this blog now and you guy's.

Tbh, the last few days was mainly me saying goodbye to HL side of things. Because I'm not going to be posting HL content anymore (aside from a few audio's that I may make to use up my 11labs letters, then after that, I won't be posting the HL stuff anymore. And at first I thought that was also going to include my OC stuff, i'm still on the fence about what I wanna do regarding content on my OC's, but i'm happy posting murder hubby pics for now, I will make some audio's of him too, I still don't know if its worth me writing anything currently, and I wanted to take a break from doing written posts anyway for the time being, I really don't know what I wanna do.

All I know is that RIGHT now, my heart is still VERY invested in my creation of Marvolo, and tbh, Rominis too (Ominis being the only HL character I still care about because of what i built with him and Rowan) so it's hard to decide what I want to do right now in regards to written posts. I've had so many people reach out and tell me to stay and JUST write Marvolo / OC stuff if that's what makes me happy, and I mean, they're right, I should just do whatever I want, but my brain isn't my friend at the moment.

I've got pictures to post, and those 11labs letters to use, I'm just kinda taking each day as it comes to see what I want to do.

I've also had people tell me my HL love might spark again when HL2 comes out, which let's be real, isn't going to be for a long time I reckon, but yeah, I'm going to keep this blog up definitely, and I'm still going to be around ❤️

Sorry to blabber on 😅

[dangerliesbeforeyou]

Ten TV shows

Game: Add 10 gifs from your favourite shows and tag 10 people. Tagged by the amazing @dollopheadsandclotpoles <3 <3

this was honestly SO hard cos i love so many series lol...

Doctor who

no one's surprised this is my top series pfft... it just means so much to me lol... i genuinely can't imagine a future where i don't get excited for new series of the show, even if all i do is complain about said new series oops lol

Supernatural

... i'd apologise for putting this so high but i'm not sorry... for better or worse (mostly worse) this show changed my life... also thinking about destiel makes me brain go !!!! even after all these years so that's gotta count for smth lol

Russian Doll

this series is genuinely one of the best pieces of tv i've ever seen like both seasons are great but that first one is just a goddamn MASTERPIECE honestly!

Merlin

yes this show STILL has such a big hold over me lol... i regret nothing (also this is an iconic gif and an iconic moment pfft)

Ghosts

this show genuinely features some of my absolute FAVOURITE characters from any media ngl (the captain <3 kitty <3 thomas <3) and it's so funny and heartfelt and if anyone HASN'T watched it then wtf are you even doing?!?!

Miranda

not a show i talk about that much on here (since it never had the biggest online fandom anyway) but this is such a comfort show for me :') i regularly rewatch the episodes if i just want something easy going and funny to watch and it still makes me laugh even though i've heard the jokes 3000 times pfft...

Killing Eve

let's ignore the ending (and the kinda... weird final series) and focus on how GOOD the rest of the show was lol!!!!! villaneve are THE ship of all time to me like.... the chemistry between them is so unparalleled ngl

Sense 8

just the most beautifully queer and diverse series i've ever seen which makes my heart sing whenever i think about it :') like can y'all actually believe we got a series like this??? created by the wachowski sisters no less??????? insane!!!!

Inside no 9

a relatively new addition to the list but i've recently become really obsessed with this show (like i've been watching it for years but i was never that into it until it ended this year, go figure lol)... it's weird and creepy and utterly batshit at times, but you can't help but admire just how creative and interesting it is lol!

History 3 Trapped

ok so is this show good? no. do i care?? ALSO no lol. this show utterly changed my brain chemistry... whether that's for the better, you decide lmao... but tangfei will forever hold a special place in my heart so... i couldn't NOT include it here :')

Tagging (no pressure ofc!!!): @coquelicoq @aerialworms @abnerkrill @asoftspotforangels @micamicster @daikunart @ewnor @asimplestrawberry @mousetaur @yagirlyacchan

[heartpascal]

THE WORLD IS BRIGHTER

"The dark is generous, and it is patient, and it always wins—but in the heart of its strength lies weakness: one lone candle is enough to hold it back. Love is more than a candle. Love can ignite the stars."

- MATTHEW STOVER, ROTS NOVEL

(r)

• youth by daughter

"my eyes are damp from the words you left,

ringing in my head, when you broke my chest,

ringing in my head, when you broke my chest,

and if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,

'cause most of us are bitter over someone,

setting fire to our insides for fun,

to distract our hearts from ever missing them,

but i'm forever missing him."

• home by catie turner

"feelings were fleeting, but now i'm surrounded,

visions of you shaved into the side of my head,

and as i sleep on the other side of the country,

i wonder how it feels to be safe in the palm of your hand,

and i just want to go home."

• broken by anson seabra

"if you see the boy i used to be,

could you tell him that i'd like to find him?

and if you see the shell that's left of me,

could you spare him a little kindness?"

"am i broken? am i flawed?

do i deserve a shred of worth,

or am i just another fake,

fucked up lost cause?

and am i human? or am i something else?

'cause i'm so scared and there's no one there,

to save me from the nightmare,

that i call myself."

• runaway by aurora

"i was painting a picture,

the picture was a painting of you,

and for a moment i thought you were here,

but then again, it wasn't true, dah,

and all this time i have been lyin',

oh, lyin' in secret to myself,

i've been putting sorrow on the farthest place on my shelf."

• overwhelmed by royal & and the serpent

"i get overwhelmed so easily,

my anxiety keeps me silent,

when i try to speak,

what's come over me?

feels like i'm somebody else,

i get overwhelmed."

(joel to r)

• leave a light on by tom walker

"and i know you're down and out now, but i need you to be brave,

hiding from the truth ain't gonna make this all okay,

i see your pain."

• it'll be alright by cody francis

"oh, my child i know,

you're hurt and you can't let go,

it's not your fault and you don't deserve,

all the bad and the hurt."

• half light by banners

"it makes me feel nervous,

you have that look in your eye,

oh, what takes over?

what is it that holds you tight?"

"when you're in the half light,

it is not you i see,

and you live a half life,

you only show half to me."

(joel & r)

• daylight by david kushner

"two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer,

souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt,

(oooh),

there's darkness in the distance,

from the way that i've been livin',

but i know i can't resist it,

oh, i love it and i hate it at the same time,

you and i drink the poison from the same vine."

HOWL I LOVE YOU!!!! your song recs are actually my favourite things EVER. i can’t even express how much i love these. so so amazing. edit: howl. after going through all of these….. you have outdone yourself. you are amazing.

also yes this whole thing is just going to be me sobbing and crying and making myself sad about how much i made r suffer. WHAT OF IT. leave me to ramble!

ALSO ALSO heheh he this gif is so good. giggling. gonna watch that film JUST for this moment BAHAHAH

youth — sobbing. this song is just … emotional. its so good. and i think it’s just so :( poor r she’s going through it. “i’m forever missing him” is just so so real for this fic. bc she really just … can’t not think about her dad :( also the lyrics “shadows settle on the place that you left / our minds are troubled by the emptiness” is so r and joel coded. they are both suffering sm OOPS

home — i know this is going to be a common word here but.. sobbing. once again. this song is so :( AND ITS NEW TO ME!! i like hearing new songs and i trust in you and you specifically howl. ANYWAY. also the “so when are you coming home” is so …….. heartbreaking. gut wrenching. R’S DAD ISNT COMING HOME. and she knows it. and the exact lyrics you said like the sleeping on the other side of the country …….. bc her dad never made it there with her … it just makes me so sad.

broken — AAAAAHHHHH. (this is me violently sobbing and crying). and and and. i really like “please, wont someone take me home / before i lose my mind?” BUT SHE CANT GO HOME. and she really does feel like she’s losing it but like … she can’t bring herself to care. AND THOSE LAST LYRICS YOU SAID???? reader my beloved joel will be there soon :( also,,, that is exactly how joel felt and he just didnt want r to be stuck in that mindset yk, to be alone, to have nobody to pull her out of that nightmare yk

runaway — (i accidentally deleted this one…. i-) anyways AS I WAS SAYING. I LOVE THIS SONG. and in relation to this????? what if i cry, specifically, “and for a moment i thought you were here” is so so so. like you know those moments after losing someone and then like. you forget, even if its just for a moment, and then you remember and its just the worst all over again??? yeah, i know that. and yes i will be applying that to r. soz. r suffers with me. and and and “but no, take me home / take me home where i belong / i got no other place to go” like r just wants to be back home with her dad. she’s so sad. UGH. yeah. this song &lt;3

overwhelmed — omg i’ve never actually heard the full song before now :0. anyway. also. this is so r on the journey to bill and frank’s like … before she just … fades. its mfing debilitating dude. also yes bc every time she gets .. overwhelmed, r fr does struggle to hold on to herself

leave a light on — JOEL TO R CODED YOURE SO RIGHT. “i see your pain” has me sobbing and crying because :( I KNOW I PUT A BIT OF A SPIN ON JOEL’S GRIEF AFTER SARAH but tbf we dont see it in the show or anything yk??? like we KNOW he did some … bad things, but lets be real. he didnt deal with it at all. he just fell into darker habits. and i just think him knowing exactly what r is going through, even though it will be different, he still KNOWS. and he can recognise it. and joel just makes me so sad. “but i need you to be brave” sobbing so hard. yes i will relate every song lyric to joel miller/my own fics. what about it. as we should. joel of all people KNOWS how much courage it takes to NOT fall into that headspace. my babies

it’ll be alright — howl ive never heard this song before and i……. im not ok. what the hell. this is so joel miller coded. yes he would relate this to ellie as well canonically. but r…….. its so much worse. joel KNOWS about the bad and the hurt. and joel KNOWS that out of all the people who deserve it .. r is not one of them. AND AND AND “how much longer will you suffer in this life? / but dont give up, just hold on tight / it’ll be alright” what if i sob and cry. joel just wants to reassure r man. these poor tortured souls. maybe one day ill write a happy fic (doubtful)

half light — yes on each and every level. THIS ONE IS SO PERFECT. “it makes me feel nervous / you have that look in your eye” bc joel recognises it :( joel KNOWSSSS. he knows. he’s all knowing. he knows exactly what that look means. he’s seen it in his own eyes. “it is not you i see / and you live a half life” OH WHAT JOEL WOULD DO TO TAKE AWAY ALL OF R’S PAIN. to make her ok and whole and happy. he wishes he could fix it. but he knows he can’t :( nothing can fix that pain, after all, he would know. im losing my mind rn

daylight — THIS ONE FITS SO WELL TOO. idk how you ALWAYS do this. how do you never miss???? “souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt” ??????????????????????? no because joel and r literally are mirrors of each other. they both feel the exact same guilt. and they always will. and the pride that they BOTH have in trying to handle it all alone. like yes r accepts joel and tess’s help (not that they really give her a choice) but she doesn’t WANT to connect, she doesn’t want to talk about it. and i imagine joel to have been the exact same way, only going on for tommy, and yes eventually tess, though u can imagine how long he spent refusing to admit even to himself it was bc he cared about her SMH. ‘business/survival’ is what he woulda told tommy about looking out for her. “you and i drink the poison from the same vine” hmmmm yes they really do. they r one and the same. they’ll self destruct till there’s nothing left tbh. and and and “tellin’ myself its the last time / can you spare any mercy that you might find” is joel coded and no i needn’t say more.

[valkblue]

1: among the two actual trilogies that have been made, of course.

4: Yes, you can name mandalorians. 😔

6: Marbled or not, it’s open bar today.

7: Mandalorians are not a race, it’s a creed. 😑

9: Go ahead, nerd on.

12: All Media Included.

15: ALL MEDIA INCLUDED.

Hehehehe... 🙃👍

1. movie

Of course. My fave, I'd say, it would be a tie (lol) between The Phantom Menace and The Empire Strikes Back. The first is because it holds a very special place in my heart because of how I saw it the first time (and the 345663213 times after), how my friends and I, we rushed out of school at lunch each saturday of every weeks to grab a burger and a ticket, and sit in the theatre, and then…

We knew the film by heart at some point! But it was the whole point, actually. It was magical for us…✨

As for The Empire Strikes Back, it taught me an important storytelling lesson as a child: that your heroes don't always have the upper hand, sometimes the bad guys are on top of things and put up a real challenge to the main characters, even if they still win at the end of the story.

My least fave though would sadly be Attack of the Clones… while there are some of my favourite characters and moments in it. 🤔

4. character

I better be allowed to name Mandos! Because, obviously, my fave character is Canderous. But I also like Din very much.

Which character is my least fave is a little less easy, though… I could say Jar-Jar, but I don't hate him all that much. He's just an annoying character to me. Characters I don't like usually are from media I don't like and steer clear from, so… I couldn't really say. But from those I like or even love?! Now, I have food for thoughts.

6. planet

Fave planet would be Dantooine and Naboo. I kinda like Corellia (don't say that to Ela) and Onderon (from KotOR, please…) too.

And least fave planet… Hoth. I love the cold and snowy landscapes and all but, it looks like too much there! I like the taun taun, though… I could add Telos post bombing too.

7. species

But Canderous said they were a breed appart!!!! 😲 So, clones then? 🤡… Ok, ok! I can't choose just one fave, anyway. I love Mon Calamari and Nautolan. Even Quarrens! And Bothans. And I know Kal and my babies the clones would hate me for it but… Kaminoans! 😅

Least fave, I'm sorry but Aqualish and Bith are making my skin crawl. They always did! I never watched the cantina scene as a child. Jabba is just disgusting (as a person, lol) but the Bith…?! I'm sorry, I can't. (Same goes with the Ood in Doctor Who, btw.)

9. ship

Fave ships!!! I love the LAAT/i the larty the GAR/clones gunships! 😭 And the Razor Crest definitely grew on me after a while and a few snickers. I have a few classes of freighters I like too. Like a certain Lantilian short hauler. And I know someone who's very proud of his newly acquired Gozanti… and I can understand why.

Least fave ships… Honestly, it may surprise you because how much I speak about them in Lost and Found, but I never liked the TIE fighters all that much.

But my real two least faves are the weird Jedi starship Obi-Wan is piloting in AotC, because of that dubious hyperdrive ring and how claustrophobic it looks, even compared to TIEs ans X-wings. And — unpopular opinion — Jango's Slave I. The way that thing takes off and fly like it's standing up… It hurts something in a corner of my mind, I can't explain! 🤣

12. moment/scene

Fave moment, more like moments, I'd say. Mando checking the Crest's vicinity on Arvala (the use of silences and calm ambient in this season!!!!!! 😭💖✨) Mando against the mudhorn (and almost all of episode 2, actually), Mando rampaging the safehouse to snatch the kid back + the whole scene with Pershing of course, Cara yelling 'Weapons ready!' in episode 4, Peli caring for the child and shoving Mando aside after he shot Toro, Din fist fighting Gideon's TIE… 🤣 Ok, sorry, I also like a lot of scenes in other medias of course! Shmi and Anakin saying goodbye brings tears to my eyes, when Leia hears Luke throught the Force the first time, Luke coming to 'negotiate' to Jabba's palace and when Vader yeets Palps down the shaft… Vader asking Luke to take his mask off too, and the pyre scene while everybody is celebrating. 😭💔

Also, in OG Clone Wars, Fordo and his brothers wrecking Sep forces on Muunilinst in apparent silence like the badasses they are!!! And don't get me started on Republic Commando.

Least fave moment would be in Revenge of the Sith, the whole Mustafar light saber fights between Anakin and Obi-Wan. I always found it awkward and dragging… 😫 Yes, much more than the Utapau chase.

15. line of dialogue

I'm going to stick to the media I like, because if I didn't it would be too easy to quote this and that… 🙄 So, fave line is from A New Hope, when Owen and Luke are fighting over him leaving Tatooine at the beginning.

Aunt Beru: Where are you going?!

Luke: Looks like I'm going nowhere.

This quote gets me everytime. 😔👍

Least fave, I had to think a little longer about it. There are a lot of things the Jedi say that rubs me the wrong way, and the turbo-cringe way Anakin is flirting with Padmé… But I think it would be 'Unlimited Powaaaaah'!!! 🤣 Because it kills the gravitas for me and makes me burst into laughter!!

> Ask me my fave and least fave!

[lexxiie]

AAAAAA YOU ARE WRITING FOR JJK NOWW!!

I'm hoping I'm your first request because wouldn't that be amazing? Anyway, I hope this is okay to request. My favourite post of yours is falling asleep while cuddling from bnha and I would love to see that for jjk! Only if you want to. I'd understand if repeating concepts is annoying.

ANON YOU ARE THE FIRST. Also, you are incredibly lucky that I'm dying to write for jjk because you can ask literally anyone on here, It usually takes AGES for me to answer a request. AGES.

Fandom: Jujutsu kaisen

Featuring: Gojo Satoru | Nanami Kento.

Falling Asleep On Them

GOJO SATORU

You didn't get to see Satoru as often as you would want to. He was always busy with his students and his responsibilities, so you are glad whenever you have the chance to have moments like this.

As he loves to do, he chose a movie for both of you to watch. The poor guy ends up telling you about the plot of the entire movie before it even starts, but it's not intentional. Naturally, you tend to get bored quite quickly since you already know what it is about. Also, the fact that you were so comfortably smuggled against his body, with his arms holding you close, didn't help while you were trying to stay awake.

"Look, look! This is the part I was telling you about." Satoru started, sitting straight all of a sudden as the scene played on the screen. "You can't deny that that was great." He continued with his usual cocky tone. When he didn't get an answer, the man turned to look at you, just to find you sleeping. He was a bit sad that you didn't watch the movie, but the way you were clinging to his arm with such strength even while you were asleep melted his heart.

He considered his options. He could draw something on your face, but the last time he did it, you ended up being very angry at him, claiming that you had work and "It wisin't ciming if." Sure... You just hadn't tried hard enough, he thought to himself. Or he could just take you to bed... Pranks would have to wait. He stared at you a bit longer, caressing your face with the back of his hand and taking your hair out of the way.

He decided he didn't want to wake you up, so he carefully carried you in his arms to bed. Once he got you there, he kissed your forehead and laid next to you, wrapping his arms around you. Maybe you falling asleep through movies wasn't that bad after all.

NANAMI KENTO

It is no secret that this man is very devoted to his work, but he knows how to organize his time and his priorities, and his top priority is always you.

However, today was a particularly busy day for him, and he had been checking a couple of things all day, and now, all night as well. Tragically for you, you can't sleep without him, so you waited patiently, until you decided that you had waited for far too long.

"Kento?" You called for him as you walked to his office. "Oh, (y/n). You should be sleeping, dear." He said, looking a bit concerned. "I was waiting for you." He sighed, trying to seem annoyed, but he simply couldn't hide the smile that had formed on his lips. "I'm afraid I'll have to stay up a little bit longer." You looked at him with a pout on your face, which, rather than making him change his mind, it just made him chuckle.

"Can I at least keep you company here?" He looked at you hesitantly, he would rather you would go to bed since it was so late, but he knew he wouldn't be able to convince you to go either way. Kento reached his hand out to you, signaling you to come sit with him. You snuggled against him and burried your face in his neck. He kept reading through a couple of papers for a little while, running one of his hands up and down your back until he decided that it was way too late.

"Alright, (y/n). I'm done for today." He waited for you to stand up, but you didn't move at all. "Didn't you want me to join you in bed a moment ago?" He teased, waiting for an answer once again. When he didn't get one, he gently lifted your face away from his neck, only to realize that you were sleeping soundly. He felt bad. You must have been so tired after waiting for him all night.

The man lifted you up and took you to your room, making sure to lay near you so that he could feel your breath against his neck once again, for the rest of the night. If he was honest with himself, he couldn't sleep without you either.

NAVIGATION

BNHA VERSION

[georgiaheartsdilfs]

family events | sebastian stan x reader

my masterlist ↪M A S T E R L I S T

prompt ↪your family still invites sebastian to all of their family events despite the breakup. And sebastian actually goes.

warnings / other notes ↪ alcohol use, sort of.

Today was thanksgiving, meaning that every single family member would be coming or the ones we know anyways and that wasn't very much.

Placing the cover over the food on the table my mother walks up behind me "i hope you don't mind hunny, i've invited sebastian over." my heart sunk.

I hadn't seen Sebastian in months, not after the breakup because who would see their ex after breaking up with them. "darling?" my mother says pulling me out of my thoughts.

"it's fine, the kids love him." I clear my throat, Sebastian was a great guy to the kids and to me I think it was just the right person wrong time, the media noticed the breakup not long after it happened so he was visibly upset over it.

"besides, who knows he might not come." I shrug spinning around to my mother and she gives me a doubtful smile as did my sister walking up behind her.

My family were big supporters of Sebastian's work, they actually treat him like he was apart of this family. I mean he had done everything right in the eyes of my parents, sometimes i think they preferred him over me.

"Aunt Y/n" the kids come swarming in as my older brother and his partner Gemma come walking into the house with their plates, all the kids wrapping their arms around me "wheres uncle Seb?" my niece Scarlett asked.

Scarlett was Sebastian's favourite, secretly. He always bought her snacks and lollies, took her out places like to the movies.

"uhm, i don't know hunny he'll be here shortly" I smile to her "are you mad at uncle Seb, he is a good guy i promise." she says in her cute 5 year old voice.

"oh no, Scarlett hunny I love Uncle Seb he's just running a little late." i lie checking my watch. I was dreading the moment he walked through the door, because I knew I'd fall in love with him harder.

"gosh, i don't even know if he will co-" "guess who's here!" a familiar male voice says bursting into the house with two big boxes on each arm, all the kids run to him wrapping their arms around his legs "UNCLE SEB" they all yell in excitement.

"thats only half of them" my brother chuckles since our youngest sister hadn't quite made it.

"hey y/m/n" Sebastian says making his way around the room to my mother kissing her on the cheek "oh sebastian hunny, glad you can make it." my mother smiled to him and my father walked out "the man of the hour" my father says in a delightful tone opening his arms towards Sebastian wrapping them around him "y/f/n glad i came" he laughs.

Sebastian makes it to me before giving me nothing but a gentle smile "hey" his voice was quiet, almost like he had forgotten about me until now "kiss, kiss, kiss" all the kids said "maybe another time" I look down at the, disregarding their comment.

"let me help you" I clear my throat pushing my hair out of my face, grabbing a box out of his hand "they're just tiny gifts, i had made for everyone." he cleared his throat awkwardly "right i'll put them over here, follow me" I say awkwardly leading him to the fireplace placing the box down next to it.

"i need a drink." i huff walking to the fridge pulling out a bottle of Chardonnay before escaping out the back door to the large patio popping it open and shoving it against my lips.

Parting the bottle from my lips, I admire the night sky.

It felt like yesterday when I had broken up with Sebastian, not on bad terms or anything, I just felt like after 2 years there would be some sort of change in the relationship maybe like getting a pet or something but I didn't even want a pet, I just expected it you know. I expected every typical wattpad relationship.

Maybe half an hour passes and my youngest sister arrives with her two kids "y/n" my father walks out, I spin around to see my father against the closed back door "that's some good chardonnay going to waste." he says crossing his arms as I look down at the bottle to see half of it gone.

Yet I didn't feel the slightest bit buzzed "drowning in your sorrows, a trait of mine" he mumbles stepping closer to me "admittedly not the best trait of mine you got." he huffed taking the bottle off of me "oh come on, it's thanksgiving" I whine.

"yes and im giving thanks to you giving me the bottle." he says "now come on, your sister is here, you can eat." he says placing a hand on my back and I nod standing up and following him into the house.

"Aunty Y/n!!" my youngest sisters boys come running into my arms "hey jack, hey desmond." I smile hugging them both "right, shall we?" my mother asks pointing to the table.

All the kids run over to the table sitting down, I look over to Sebastian who already seemed to be looking at me.

"y/n are you hungry?" my father asks and I burp "oh sorry, uh no i'm fine." i mumble, i think the wine was catching up with me and not in the mindset way more like the gas way.

Continuing to stare at Sebastian who was now serving himself a plate I walk over to the kitchen island, sitting at it like the black sheep. The bottle of chardonnay placed right in front of me.

Then he sits next to me, the bloody idiot sits next to me as if it weren't awkward enough him being here.

"how are you?" he asks "living my best life, and you?" i lie "just fine" he shrugs. "did you know i was coming?" he asked not making eye contact "if i did, i wouldn't have come. To save my misery." I mumble eyeing the half empty bottle that was begging to be drunken.

"alright, so why didn't you leave." he mumbles "why did you come, it's my blood." i mumble back, he came off rude and harsh although that probably wasn't his intention... i hope.

"do you have another question?" i clear my throat "do you think about me often?" he huffs turning to look at me, the loud chatter from my family thankfully continued but my brain stopped working.

"uh- i -uhm i- wh-w-" i start uncontrollably stuttering "i'll take that as a yes" he says eating his food and I roll my eyes snatching the bottle drinking the rest of it.

Everyone finishes eating, putting their plates in the dishwasher "present times" Sebastian says getting all the kids excited "all the kids sit in a circle alright, i'll give your presents." he smiles walking over ot the boxes as the kids sit in a circle.

Handing them each their presents, Scarlett, Desmond, Jackson, Deziray, Cody and Mya. All the kids squeal in excitement ripping the paper of their presents.

Sebastian continues to hand out the presents to my siblings, parents and then he gets to me "here you are my love" he whispers before sitting down "sebastian you didn't have to" Gemma smiled to him hugging him "i insist, you all treat me like family." he says.

My present was small, I wasn't complaining it was probably something amazing knowing him but I'd rather open it by myself because I'd probably cry.

The night was coming to an end, all the kids started yawning as did some adults so after we all tidied up I walked out to the back since we usually watch a movie at the end of thanksgiving to end the night.

The moon was the only thing in the sky, I sat down on the patio. My hand in my pocket still holding onto the present Sebastian gave me.

"I notice you didn't open my gift." he said walking outside "I notice you called me your love, still." I mumble as he sits down next to me once again "open it." he insists.

"what- no" i say "open it." he insists once again, I sigh pulling the small box out of my pocket as Sebastian opens his beer drinking it slowly.

Unravelling the ribbon, then tearing the paper revealing a black box. A small black box, I look over to him and he nods at the box. I open the box to reveal it was a ring.

A ring I had specifically told Sebastian to get me once we were married "we aren't getting married" he paused "so i thought i'd get it for you anyways since i know how much you loved it." he said giving me a fake smile looking up to the moon.

Pulling the ring out putting it on my ring finger, perfect fit.

"you and i may have ended things, you know. But you are and always will be the best thing that happened to me." he sighed "I just thought that the only way I'd contact you is by coming here" he continued.

"all the things i could say instead i bought you that ring, so you remember me when you're big and famous." he chuckles as a tear trickles down his cheek "sebastian" i whisper looking from him to my hand.

"look y/n, if this is the last time we see each other. I just want you to know, I love you in this universe, in the past and in the next. I love you in every universe." he smiles to me placing a hand on my cheek.

He gets up and randomly starts dancing with a smile "besides, you'd miss these dance moves anyways" he says making me laugh as tears roll down my cheek.

"i'm kinda glad you came to the family event." i say licking the inside of my cheek "yeah?" he says sitting back down and I nod.

"i mean i was dreading it, seeing you again. I pelt back a whole bottle of chardonnay for crying out loud." I say loudly and he laughs placing a hand on mine "I don't think I could get you out of my mind." he says "neither".

[mrs-monaghan]

Hi Shaz, It’s my birthday today but I need cheering up. Can you hit me up with some of your favourite underrated jikook moments and why 💜💛🐰🐤 (and if people can comment some of theirs too if they have any)

First things first, HBD Anon!!!! 🎉🎉🎈🎈🎉🎊🎊🎂🎂🎂🍾🍾🍷🍷🍹🍺🍺🍸🥂🍸🥂🎂🎈🎈

Smile today, don't let anyone bring you down. No matter what. 💜💜

Second of all, u guys that keep sending me asks about my ___ Jikook moments, you are killing me! It's torture. To have to choose from what we have is really hard y'all. It's not easy.

But okay, my favourite underrated Jikook moments. Let's get into it. Again, HBD!! 🎈🎈🎈

Number 1 >> Decoration tah!

For the life of me I cannot explain why I love this moment as much as I do. I just know it puts the biggest smile on my face whenever it comes up in a compilation I'm watching. Idk what it is, I just think this moment is wholesome AF. And when JK reacted to it I DIED!!!! It was everything to me, i was so happy. Of course its underrated, coz they're not really doing anything. Just laughing about and having a good time enjoying each other's company. But I love 2 see it. 😍😍

Number 2>> JK preparing a plate for them and Jimin turning to JK to ask for more soup.

It's so domestic 😭 Because this is how they are on their normal day to day lives. Like Jin told us; JK is Jimin's chef. And as we already saw, JK always makes sure Jimin is very well fed, always. Even blows the soup for him if it's hot and we have seen him feed Jimin many times. This moment, no one talks about, but I just really like it.

Number 3>> When JK was there for Jimin when he got nervous

It criminal that this isn't one of the most popular Jikook moments. The way JK was giving Jimin ALL his attention. The way he was nodding along in encouragement. The way he got closer when Jimin made that mistake. The way JK didn't move back into position until he was sure Jimin had gotten back on track. This moment was e👏🏾very👏🏾thing👏🏾 and I wish we talked about it more. JK did so well as Jimin's boyfriend there. He showed up. He really fucking showed up. I respect this man so damn much for always showing up.

I enjoyed Jeonssy's analysis of this moment. You can watch it here if you like.

Number 4>>> Jimin, kneeling, doing that thing with his tongue while looking up at JK 👀

I think the reason Jikookers don't talk about this moment it's because of how sexually suggestive it is. And you can see the moment Jimin catches himself too. Mans got carried away there for a second. I wasn't around for kitty gang Jimin but I believe it when people say he was wildin'. Like Jimin, please, we know you get down on your knees for the Jungkonda, we did not need a visual. 🙈🙈🙈

I high key love that moment very, very much. 🥵

Number 5>> Jungkook waiting and waiting and waiting for Jimin all because his boyfriend asked him to.

Aish. Y'all don't get it. JK was among the first people who finished. This is episode 126-127. They're some of my favourite episodes that I rewatch all the time. They were so good. Anyway, Mr. Competitive finished 2nd so he was gonna go be among the first people to go home. And he was excited too! But then Mimi said 2 words: Jungkookah, wait. And that's all she wrote 🤭🤭🤭

Y'all aren't getting it. This was actually huge. I wouldn't do that for my sister and I love that bitch. If I finish a game first, and she kept losing and losing and kept me waiting for an hour I would take off. Shit, I'd take off after 20 minutes. You know who I'd wait for though? My partner 😂 Because that's just how it works. Jimin has the boyfriend privilege. Sure this was him being in charge but also this was JK listening to his man and doing exactly what he said. Now I'm thinking about Bon voyage season 4 when JK stayed by the doorway and didn't move simply because Jimin asked. Who said JK doesn't listen to Jimin again? 🤭

Anyway, JK couldn't wait to leave. We can tell by how happy he was when Jimin won rock paper scissors, and yet, he didn't mind waiting for as long as he did for Jimin who finished last. This moment is massive and I think it should be treated as such. 😔

Number 6>> When JK did this.

He probably just wanted to touch his baby. But also, it looks like he made Jimin stop. And Jimin listened and stood there and they did that adorable dance together. The dance part is not underrated. But the way JK touched Jimin is. And I absolutely love this cute, soft moment.

Number 7>> Speaking of touching. This compilation of Jikook touching on stage for the sake of touching. It's actually really subtle and kudos to the Armys who first noticed this is a thing that they do. Jikook absolutely love the stage. JK was asked when he feels most connected to the members and he said he loves when him and Jimin high five on stage. That's when he feels the most connected. He singled out Jimin even though the question was about all of them. And this thing where they touch like this for no reason whatsoever, proves his statement to be true. I freaking love them!

Number 8>> When JK was asked to rate the members and he finally put Jimin as number one. Everyone always talks about JK putting Jimin last in the past. But I'm not sure this moment gets the hype it deserves. This question was stupid AF to begin with but whatever. What I love about this moment is how JK didn't even bother to rate anyone else. He just said Jimin is the most handsome according to his own personal criteria, and then left it at that. Almost like he only cared that Jimin knew he was number one. He wanted Jimin to know he was done playing games. So rating the rest was irrelevant when he'd already made his point.

I also don't think Jimin was expecting this which is a bit sad, idk. But I'm sure he appreciated not being ranked last. Again. However i don't think that was ever going to happen. By this time JK was done pretending he didn't like Jimin on and off camera. He'd stopped pretending he didn't have feelings for him so I think many of us, much like RM, expected JK to place Jimin first at this particular juncture.

Number 9>> Gaaaaaaah! I love this so freaking much!!!! Okay so Jimin is a blusher. We know this. While when he blushes for JK it can be more intense than for other members, Jimin is a blusher. Its a thing he does. JK on the other hand, not so much. Which is why I love this so fucking much. 😍😍 My other underrated moment is JK blushing for Jimin. I literally never see people talk about this even though JK doesn't blush or get shy for anyone else apart from Jimin. I mean look at this!!!

I said look at this!!! Are you looking??

You guys don't listen to me. Did you see?? Especially the black swan one??? Shiet. A bashful JK? Sign me up! JK does not blush for other people. He's not a blusher. Only Jimin can make him that shy. Do y'all get it? This side of JK is reserved for Jimin and Jimin only. He's the only one that affects JK this way. Aaaaah feels. 😭😭😭 FEELS.

It's criminal, absolutely criminal that people overlook shy, blushy JK. I love to see it. I love it so much. I could watch it all day.

Last but not least. Number 10>> This.

I mean, what is wrong with you people? Honestly. By you people I mean antis because... okay first of all, lets watch the video. Not the first part where they sing to eo. That's definitely not an underrated moment. I mean the second part at the concert.

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Did you see that?

JK doing that 👆🏽 and Jimin doing this, these 2 moments sit at the same table. They outed themselves here guys. And no one was listening. They are telling us look, its him. Its him. They took risks and said fuck it. And they got away with it. Like they get away with everything else. Smh 😑

They literally outed their relationship guys. We should be freaking out more. That moment at that concert is super underrated. And it requires Eagle eyed army to see it. But damn, JK really did that. Wow.

Just wow.

Anyway anon. That's all I got for now. Happy birthday once again. If Jikook isn't real, then neither I'm I.

[asgardwinter]

This is totally no pressure and I completely understand if you don't want to write it or aren't taking requests right now (then just ignore this), but I'd love to your take on the "shows up at their enemies door" prompt from that prompt list. It can be a villain of your choosing or maybe it's a hero and villain!Reader. Anyways ily and your writing! 💖

i loved this request!! i decided to go with villain!Reader (somehow inspired a bit by yelena's role on the hawkeye series as a hitwoman and all) because this is something i've been meaning to write for quite some time... hope you like it, Mar! <3

White Flag

summary | The last thing you expected that night was for Kate Bishop to be on your doorstep.

Series Masterlist | Next Chapter

pairing | Kate Bishop x Villain!Reader

warnings | angsty, a tiny bit of fluff, sort of an open ending, Kate refers to the reader as “bad guy” but in that generical way (i might have listened to billie eilish a bit, okay?), the reader is not a good person but they’re certainly enchanted by Kate (i can’t blame them…), probably too much mentions of killing people (nothing graphic but y'all know that reader is kind of a mercenary)

word count | 1,2k (i give up on writing blurbs)

author’s note | HERE WE GO!!! i’m so excited, i had this idea since i first read the request but i couldn’t find time to write so spent two weeks writing it in my head hehe (i missed writing for kate SO MUCH!!)

prompt: "shows up at their enemies door" from the prompts that hit in all the right places list

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There were only three firm knocks.

The first one already got you worried.

No one knocked on your door, no one knew where you lived. Except for maybe one close relative…No, that wasn’t true, you made sure you had no one around you.

You grabbed the gun hidden on the below your coffee table’s top, loading it just in case things went sideways. The steps you took towards the door were feather-like, making you invisible like you always were, like you were trained to be.

Lookin through the peephole was enough to surprise you, not to calm you down though. What was Kate Bishop doing at your door at midnight?

“Bishop.” You said as you unlocked the door, the gun still in your hand but carefully hidden behind the wood. “What brings you here?”

“I…” She started to talk but the words weren’t there. Kate opened and closed her mouth a bunch of times before saying. “I’m paying you a visit?” She didn’t sound so sure about it. “Needed to check on how my favourite bad guy is going.”

The thing was, you could see how lost Kate looked. The ponytale was more disheveled than normal, bags were starting to appear under her eyes and the nervous energy radiating from her was enough to make you a bit worried about her. Only a bit.

So you did the obvious thing anyone would do when they saw the person they were trying to shoot less than a week ago, you invited her to come inside. And Kate did the most common thing a hero would do when the “villain” would invite you to sit down on the sofa, she went to sit on the arm chair.

You closed the door and decided by not locking it for now, walking to the empty sofa to sit down, not before you carefully placed the gun on your waist. Kate’s eyes widened as she took in you armed just to answer a door.

“Do you really need the gun right now? I thought we had a moment.” Kate said in that always playful tone.

“And I thought I was your favourite bad guy, Bishop.” You said, the small smile appeared in your face before you could even contain it. “What type of bad guy would I be if I went to answer the door to my secret house unarmed?”

“You got me there.” Kate offered you a shy smile and you both sat in silence.

A deeply uncomfortable silence.

What were you doing?

Both of you had no clue.

“Why are you here Kate?” You asked sincerely, the first time you actually used her first name.

It shouldn’t sound as meaningful as it did, as worried as it did.

Kate thought for a couple of minutes, her eyes not reaching yours for a little while. She was already inside your house, sitting in your armchair, what did she have to lose if she told you the truth?

“I’m…lost.” Only those two words carried so much.

It was the first time she looked directly in your eyes and for a moment you forgot about the context.

You decided that for the next hour you’d forget about everything. How you were hired to kill Kate at one command from Fisk, a threat to Eleanor Bishop, to show her there was no way out and if she even tried he’d bring her daughter in the field. How you happen to have her on at the range of your gun everyday even if you felt terrible for it, even if since the first time you pointed the gun to her you knew you weren’t going to take the shot. Feelings and memories were hidden and you sat there, ready to listen to what she had to say.

As a gesture of peace you took the gun from your waistband and secured it back under the table. Standing there unarmed pretending you both trusted each other.

Looking from a certain point, Kate did trust you for that short hour and you did trust her back.

“I just got my mother arrested. On Christmas.” She whispered. “That does things to people.”

“It was the heroic thing to do.” You said almost automatically.

“Not the right one?”

“I don’t think I’m in the position of telling you what’s right and what’s wrong.” You tried to bring some light to the mood. What was done was done.

“A lot of people don’t go to jail and change.” Kate continued it.

“Well some of us go and still don’t change. It’s not a recipe, not a rule.” You almost cut her mid sentence. “It takes some guts to admit what you do is wrong and a whole other lot to stop doing it.”

“Why continue doing it if you know it’s wrong?”

“It’s the only thing some people know.” You answered it quickly, but that was the easy answer. “It’s easier too. Just that old thing about inertia, about how it takes some different force to pull you out of the tracks.”

“What could be that force?”

You laughed dryly at the hope in her voice. “You know what happened when I took the job that brought us together?” The job I could end up killing you. “I didn’t know who you were. I took it because Fisk pays a lot and I never had trouble with business with him. When I learnt you were only a twenty-two year old college student I still carried on because I was afraid to step down on someone like Fisk. I carried on to save my skin. Some people fall back to that even after there was a force.”

You wouldn’t mention to Kate that you hadn’t taken not even one job after everything that went on with her.

“You didn’t shoot me though.” Kate pointed out.

“No one asked me to.”

“I know you wouldn’t shoot me.” Kate sounded so sure in contrast with minutes earlier.

You looked at her in disbelief, she had the nerve to show up at your door, vent about her despair and offer some faith in you?

“Not even I know if I would.” It was your turn to whisper.

“Someone told me the best shot they ever took was the one they didn’t take.” She got your attention with that.

The words hit deep in you and you did your best to hide it. That unexpected encounter didn’t go the way you saw in the beginning. What was Kate doing to you?

“And besides, how many twenty-two year old archers have you taken down?”

You laughed hard at that question. “You have a point.” You told her.

Both of you stayed there for one more minute, the way your eyes locked with each other only a second longer made something awake inside you. Something you completely buried inside and ignored.

“Kate Bishop, you’re something else.” You whispered and she laughed too.

“Only for my favourite bad guy.”

That line made you smile more than it should, but as you sat there it didn’t feel wrong for the first time in some years.

“You’re not lost Kate.” You said to her as she left your apartment.

Kate nodded at you before turning around and following down the hall.

In the end she was probably your favourite hero.

Taglists:

Everything: @writing-for-marvel @ju5tyna20

Kate Bishop: @lovelyy-moonlight @notmesimpingforanothabritishlad @lovebyceleste @hallecarey1 @haeva

[mycrofts-gunbrella]

Caring is the Greatest Advantage- Mycroft Holmes x Reader (Part Sixteen)

A/N- Not dead! See! Finally getting out another chapter! There will only be two more chapters after this one! Though, when the ending arrives, if demand for a sequel is present, I MAYYYY be tempted as I have really enjoyed writing this story as Mycroft is my favourite character! Uni has just been a pain in my arse, as has my mental health, but I'm trying to find space to write where I can! Anyway, enough of my boring chat, enjoy the new chapter!

Word Count: 3k

Thursday had passed fairly well- neither you nor Mycroft electing to get out of bed until 10am, simply just talking to one another about the following days to come.

"Any clue on what to get Greg yet?" You asked, taking the moment to pull the duvet back up to your neck as the autumnal chill took over.

"A few. Though I must ask why you insist on wrapping up like we're in the middle of the arctic."

"It's October. In London. I'm freezing."

"Y/N, the central heating has practically been on constantly since the temperatures began to drop."

"...Outside looks cold and it makes my inside feel cold." Rather than respond audibly, Mycroft offered a fond eye roll at your childishness and proceeded to pat the section of the bed beside him in an offer of closing the small gap between you. Practically leaping at the chance, you rolled over and lifted Mycroft's arm to rest around you, relishing in the warmth emitting from his being. "You know, for an iceman, you burn like a furnace sometimes." You mused, fighting the urge to close your eyes and fall back into slumber once more.

"Yes, well, 'fireman' would have been a rather misdirecting nickname. I fear I wouldn't have been taken very seriously if people thought a fireman was working in the political field."

"Would've looked dead sexy in the uniform though." Mycroft choked a little at your words before falling into a laugh. "See, no denying it either. Maybe I could get you to make me a calendar all 'Full Monty' style over the front of the truck."

"A disastrous idea, I can assure you.. The red hue of the fire engine, my tinted hair, and slightly reddened cheeks? Major clash, I'd say." You turned around and pressed a quick kiss to said cheeks before grinning.

"Slightly is the understatement of the year. Still, the Clash are my favourite band so I'm sure I could handle the contradicting colours."

"Your jokes are getting worse."

"I'll tell Greg that one tomorrow, he'll love it."

"Not a very redeeming argument, my dear. I have once witnessed Gregory laughing over a monkey flinging its own faeces at a window."

"Touché, Holmes." You then clicked back to the original point of your conversation and spun yourself around to face the man a little more. "Anyway, speaking of Greg, we still need to work out what we're getting him- and whilst I am 100% convinced you have the power to find him a faeces throwing primate, I don't think that's the best way to go. We'll keep it as a plan B though."

Eventually, the pair of you decided to gift Greg a large decanter of one of his favourite whiskies he drinks when he visits Mycroft's home and raids his alcohol cabinet like a teenager. But, feeling as though it wasn't quite enough, Mycroft had arranged for Greg to have the rest of the week, and the following week entirely off work. It wasn't too long ago that Greg was getting upset about not seeing his parents much this year, and how he wants to spend more time with them now that they're getting older. It was only fair to give him this time to himself to get a nice visit under his belt. Only part of you felt a little gutted that your first week back at work would be Gregless, but it was the least you could do. Myc had also arranged for a car to be at Greg's disposal for the journey- having the inclination he would be anxious to leave to his parents' house but still wanting a few drinks at the get together.

The rest of the evening had passed in a relatively tranquil manner, with you and Mycroft watching a movie and placing an order to obtain all of the food you required for tomorrow.

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Friday morning had arrived at record speed, with you and Mycroft already downstairs by 9am. You'd elected to spend the day with Greg a little earlier than originally anticipated, with the idea being that Greg would likely leave shortly after dinner to have time to get dropped off home to grab some clothes for his trip.

You'd prepped a hearty English breakfast, deciding the greasy and fatty nature of it would be well deserved with your afternoon of alcoholism and socialising in mind. However, Mycroft had elected for a bowl of porridge and you had to pretend to not be completely horrified over his choice.

"I tried to bite my tongue." You spoke as Mycroft raised his spoon to his lips. He grinned before taking the warm mixture into his mouth and humming around the metal.

"For all but twelve seconds.." He mused.

"It's just.. Such a sad breakfast. It's so dull. No colours. Whereas look at this!" You gestured towards the two plates you'd started preparing for Greg's any moment arrival. "Bright orange beans.. Pink bacon.. Yellow eggs.. It's enough to put Joseph's Dreamcoat to shame! Philip Schofield's one, of course. The superior Joseph- not Jason D."

"Were you even alive when either of those took on the role of Joseph?"

"Yes.. Maybe.. Okay, no. But that's besides the point. I was alive when the Donny Osmond film came out so.. there. Let us not be distracted from the sad bowl at hand." Mycroft quickly rose from his chair and fished in the cupboards, grabbed a jar, and sat back down again. Next, he plonked a teaspoon into the red glass container and dolloped a scoop of jam in the centre of the beige bowl before him.

"Satisfied?"

"Hmmm..." You circled round him and scooped a couple more times, deciding Mycroft's central ball of strawberry jam worked perfectly as a nose, and sculpted two small circles for eyes and then a third for the mouth. "Now it's better. Slightly happier to see you."

"It's pouting."

"Maybe it just wants to kiss you." Mycroft raised his brow and you laughed. "Fine. Maybe the jam was too thick to contemplate even attempting a curved smile without you having more jam than porridge... Though that does sound far more delicious." You turned back to plating the rest of the other breakfasts when the door rang.

"I am still unaware as to why Gregory insists on knocking when I've made it perfectly clear that he can come straight in when he's expected. I even left the door unlocked."

"You can bring that one up with him. He lets himself into my flat even when he isn't expected. The man's lucky that he hasn't ended up with a black eye a few times in the past." You joked, heading out to the front door to let in the DI. "Well you certainly look..."

"Devilishly handsome? Good for my age?"

"I was going to say 'less shit' but now you've just made me feel bad. Decent sleep then?"

"Cheeky beggar, you are. And yes, thank you, like a baby. Come out of it feeling thirty years younger." Greg grinned, stepping through the door and hanging his coat on the rack.

"A whole thirty years? That would make you, what, forty?"

"I honestly hate you sometimes. Truly. You are aware that I'm only a few years older than James Bond over there?" He gestured to Mycroft as you headed into the kitchen together.

"Dare I assume that I am, once again, 007 in this case? What did I miss this time?"

"Y/N calling us old."

"I called YOU old. My Bond is still in the flourishes of youth." Greg sat at the kitchen island and peered over into Mycroft's bowl.

"Eating porridge on a Friday at nearly 10am? I'm now doubly offended that I'm placed in your senile category if that's the descriptor of a juvenile."

"Yes, well, my memory equally holds above your own, Gregory. For I remember that I distinctly told you to just come in to my home when you are expected as I will be ready and waiting." Mycroft spoke, lifting another spoonful of porridge to his lips...

"Yeah, well, that was before I had the added risk of finding the pair of you naked and at it on the sofa. Thought I'd spare my eyes." ... and then choking on said porridge.

"Ever a delight, Greg. Now eat your bacon before I blend it and spoon feed it to you." You warned jokingly. "Oh! Did you bring the goods?"

"Yes, thank you. My memory isn't that dreadful. Though your observational skills must be if you didn't see me bring in the same bags you handed to me."

"Too distracted bullying you, I'm afraid." You smirked, spooning in a mouthful of beans before circling the table and taking the bags from Greg upstairs to hide. When you returned, you found the pair of them settled happily into conversation and eating their food. "Dare I say, you had better not be trying to wrangle what your presents are from Greg, Mr Holmes." You scolded playfully.

"He'd be useless if he did. I refused to look in the bags- I knew he'd either read it in my face or manage to make me list them within minutes of arrival." Greg grinned, taking a bite out of his toast. "That and I dare find out what couples buy each other in the honeymoon periods of their sex lives. If my youth taught me anything, it's that it's filthy." You swatted the man at the back of his head before sitting on the other side of Mycroft.

"That's just you, Lestrade. You're the dirty bastard in this room, not us. I dread to think of the kinds of things you picked up when you were younger- and that's just the things you bought."

"Oi, I'm clean. Always have been."

"I must say that euphemisms on sexually transmitted diseases wasn't at the top of the list of conversations I expected to have over breakfast this morning." Mycroft mused, moving to take his now empty bowl over to the sink.

"Even when you've known a born-Lestrade and an honorary-Lestrade for all these years?" Greg snorted.

"Yeah, darling, I think this one's on you for being unprepared." You laughed, following him to place your own plate in the sink and kissed his cheek.

"I agree, sweetheart, you'd ought to know better by now." Greg appeared and kissed Myc's other cheek with a laugh after being pushed away.

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The evening drew on, the notion of a home cooked meal long gone as it was decided to order enough food for a family of six from a variety of different takeaways while watching a film. Well, decided makes it sound unanimous, but it was really you and Greg being unable to pick a single meal and Mycroft, having enough of the indecisiveness, pulling a Harry Potter 'we'll take the lot' move. Though he did insist that he only wanted his spring rolls and fried rice from the Chinese... at first. The Bombay potatoes from the Indian takeaway and some slices of pizza from his favourite Italian restaurant soon persuaded him to expand his dinner choices.

"I can feel my arteries closing." Greg groaned, throwing a pizza crust towards one of the empty takeaway containers and slumping back to lean on the sofa. "I'm definitely regretting insisting to sit on the floor rather than the table too."

"I did try to advise that it was a terrible idea given such large portions."

"Yeah but there's so much food, I think even your banquet table would've struggled, Myc. Plus we wouldn't have been able to watch The Godfather from the dining room." You chimed in, kicking your plate away from in front of you.

"Oh yes, of course. Nothing quite increased my appetite like the severed head of a horse."

"You're just jealous you never thought of doing that as a threat to all those dodgy politicians." Greg smirked. "I just can't believe you hadn't seen it before, given your field and all that."

"Gregory.. You are aware that I occupy a minor position in the British government, not the mafia?"

"You all wear fancy, expensive suits to work. All the same t'me." Greg stretched his arms above his head before taking a swig of his whiskey. "All this food and drink, I reckon I'll still feel it by work on Sunday. S'pose I better get out your hair before I kip on the carpet." You quickly perked up, brain cogs returning to their functions. Mycroft caught your move and nodded with a smile, heading out of the room for a moment. "What? Was that a secret government code? 'Bout to be infiltrated by MI6 now, am I?" He grinned.

"Less infiltrated, more.. gifted." You mused as Mycroft came back into the room holding a large leather box in his hands. He knelt back onto the ground beside you and handed the box over to Greg.

"From the both of us. Just a small thank you." Mycroft spoke, a grateful smile on his face.

"We both appreciate everything you've done. It's not like you didn't overwork yourself to the bone anyway, so picking up my shifts? Made us love you that little bit more." Greg appeared slightly stunned.

"You know I didn't do it for you to owe me anything. I've said before how much the pair of you mean to me. You're a pain in the arse, but you're like my little sister- which, in turn, makes Myc family too now."

"Just open the box, you soppy git." You grinned. Opening the latch on the side of the case, Greg's eyes widened and he immediately shut it.

"No."

"What do you mean 'no'? You appear to enjoy drinking such brand when you come over here? I can always exchange if-" You put your hand over Mycroft's knee and smiled fondly.

"He does enjoy it, Myc. He's just being a stubborn git who doesn't like accepting things from people. He's a nightmare at Christmas."

"Yeah, but there's a difference between- Jesus, this is a single malt Dalmore!"

"Which you enjoy, yes?"

"Well yeah, Myc, but that's not-"

"Then enjoy it."

"It's four and a half grand a sodding bottle!"

"Then enjoy it slowly." You cut in. "I didn't mooch off Myc for it, I put in half, so-"

"Not helping."

"Y/N also insisted that you have the rest of this week and the next off work. It came to my understanding that you hadn't seen your parents for a while."

"I can't af-"

"Paid."

"I called your Da yesterday and your Mum's already done up the spare room. I told her you're a big boy and can make your own bed, but she insisted." You couldn't help but smile at Greg's face.

"And, not to kick you out of course, I have a car due to arrive to take you back home to pack a bag and then take you to see them in about ten minutes." Rather than speaking, Greg all but dived at the pair of you and wrapped his arms around you. You returned the hug immediately, and even Mycroft patted at Greg's shoulder with a little laugh.

"I.. Don't really know what to say." Greg mumbled into your shoulders.

"Just promise me your Da will freeze us some croissants for you to bring back."

"You know he'd rather go to an early grave than freeze his pastries. You'll have to come up on a day you get free. Both of you, that is."

"I'm sure I'll manage to convince Myc to come up. Now, go get your bloody shoes on. If you're so much as a minute late turning up, your Ma will be fretting and I'll get the back end of it!" Greg did as told and rounded up the rest of his stuff before heading to the door and giving the pair of you one last hug and thanks.

"If either of you need me, just call, alright? Oh, and if Sal gives you shit because I'm gone then I'll sort it. Or deck her and I'll sort the papers when I'm home... Oh! And Sherlock. Tell him I won't be here for cases or he'll go hunting for me. And-"

"When was the last time you had a week off work?"

"About fifteen years ago."

"Exactly- now go enjoy it. I'll slap Sal and I'll get John to sort Sherlock. Now go before I force you into the car- and that really won't seem like a heartwarming move to the neighbours."

"Right yeah. Going. Thanks again. For all of it.. But honestly if you-"

"Go, Gregory. It'll be sorted and we'll be fine." Mycroft encouraged with a laugh. And then off Greg went. The pair of you went back into the front room and cleared away the remnants of dinner before all but collapsing onto the sofa, Mycroft sat with his head hanging over the back, and you laying across the length of the chair with your head in his lap.

"I'd consider that at least marginally successful." You spoke, eyes closed in relaxation. "Though you'll have to come and meet Greg's parents now."

"I'm sure I will survive."

"Mmm.." You agreed sleepily. "Consider it a step towards meeting the real potential in-laws. Though my parents can't make French pastries. Load of old bollocks really considering they buggered off across the channel."

"I'll look forward to it." He spoke, stiffening slightly.

"You're already scared, aren't you?"

"Terrified."