#willyougooutwithme

[ethearecals]

“when he sees me”

remus lupin x southern!reader

summary; when Remus asked reader out, she simply didn’t believe him.

contents: southern!reader, implied fem!reader, shy!reader, reader needs or wears glasses

a/n: due to past experiences it’s slightly cringe (in my mind) and difficulty to write about food but i’m really trying to step out of my comfort zone (:

it was an early morning for most guests, especially this one man who you’d claimed to be a regular. he was eating a chocolate croissant at the teal corner table in the dinner you mainly resided in for five days a week.

several hours could go by and you probably wouldn’t be able to notice that he was staring at you for most of it.

“y/n, he’s staring again.”

Jenna teased as she cautiously slid a pan into the oven.

“no he’s not, Jen. he’s definitely just thinking in my general vicinity.”

you scoffed, that’s one thing you didn’t see around these parts. a young southern girl who was so oblivious.

“oh, come on… everybody’s got one.”

“…everybody’s got a what?”

“a work crush?”

“no, no, no. Jenna. I stick with real things.”

you rammed into the dough with your rolling pin.

“like what?”

“usually facts… and figures…”

“right…”

“besides, there’s no way he’s looking at me—“

you let out a shocked squeak as you looked over to see him, the sandy brown haired man who’d been allegedly “thinking in your general vicinity”.

“y/n, i was wondering if…”

“…i can make some more croissants—“

“willyougooutwithme?”

his words came out a bit scramble of noises.

“w..what?”

he sighed.

“g-go out with me?”

you laughed, almost nervously… were you making fun of him? no… maybe? you couldn’t tell.

“c-clearly… you are a bit… intoxicated to be asking me such a question…”

“i’m being serious… i understand if you don’t want too—“

“you don’t want me, Remus.”

you blurted out nervously.

“why wouldn’t i want you? haven’t i just said that i wanted to get to know you better…?”

Jenna barged in, luckily.

“Remus, dear. shes possibly obsessed with you, but she’s never dated anyone before.. and shes in denial.”

“h-hey!”

you wailed, your face heating up.

“y-you… like.. me…?”

you slowly clarified.

“i.. like.. you..”

“i’m free tomorrow! at seven…!”

you smiled, but it looked more awkward than anything.

“i’ll pick you up from here at seven.”

he smiled.

“bye, y/n.”

Remus walked out with his coffee.

“that poor boy.”

Jenna chuckled.

[hippogriff732]

Mary's Song-Harry Potter

Harry Potter x Wolfstars daughter! reader

She said, I was seven and you were nine I looked at you like the stars that shine In the sky, the pretty lights

"Do you see the way shes looking at him?" Lily asked her husband while sitting on the porch watching you and Harry playing together out in the garden. "Like the way I looked at you? James replied "Yeah, 20 galleons says they get together by Harry's 6th year" "20 galleons says they get together by Harry's fifth year, get ready to pay up my Lily-flower."

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us Growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled And rolled their eyes and said oh my my my

"And we're gonna have shared grandchildren!" James told Sirius excitedly as he talked about your future with Harry. "After they get married of course." "Oh my James, I nearly said that she looked at him with admiration not that they were gonna have the best love story known to man, they're only eight and nine for godricks sake!" Lily told her husband while Remus watched the situation while sipping his class of firewhiskey.

Take me back to the house in the backyard tree Said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me You never did, you never did

"Hey Harry, remember when you used to chase me around the yard, were you ever actually gonna do something if you caught me?" You asked the boy as you rested against him in your childhood treehouse thinking about some of your favourite memories. "Not actually, I was to scared of your dads getting mad if I laid a finger on you."

Take me back when our world was one block wide I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried Just two kids, you and I Oh my my my my

"Harry truth or dare?" You asked him while sitting with him before he left for Hogwarts looking for a way to past the time. "Dare." "I dare you to kiss me." He was hesitant as first before leaning in to kiss you, only for you to run away into your own room.

Well, I was sixteen when suddenly I wasn't that little girl you used to see But your eyes still shined like pretty lights

"Y/N do you wanna go for a walk?" He asked after you had finished the assignments you we're working on "Where are we going" "How about the astronomy tower?" You two made your way to the astronomy tower, not even realising you were holding hands. When you got there Harry placed his hand on your shoulder. "There's something I want to tell you but I don't know how." "It's ok Harry, you can tell me anything" "Alright, I just, I find you really pretty, you've really grown into yourself, and no matter what I do or how many girls I have a thing with, I'll always come back to you. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I like you and willyougooutwithme?" "Sorry what was that last part?" "Will you go out with me?" "Of course I will Harry you should've asked me sooner, I like you to." You to them shared a kiss under the stars, your eyes shining like lights when you pulled away.

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us They never believed we'd really fall in love And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes And said oh my my my

"so Dads, James, Lily, there's something Harry and I want you to know." "What is it darling?" Lily asked "We're dating" "WHAT?" Came the loud voice of your father, Sirius, followed by James "You actually got together?" "Yes dad." "Well I'm happy for you, you make a nice pair." Your other dad spoke up. "Moony how are you so calm about this, our baby has a boyfriend?!" "Calm down you two, I'm sure they're responsible, and it's not like you didn't have 10 girlfriends in sixth year Sirius."

Take me back to the creek beds we turned up Two A.M. riding in your truck and all I need is you next to me

"Harry I am not going for a ride on your firebolt." That was the plan. Until he had convinced you to take a ride and your glad you did. He took you to a nearby lake that looked ten times better at night, the light reflected of the lake while the stars shine in the sky and the faint noises of animals could be heard. You two played in the grass holding each other till 2am when you decided you should go back home before one of your parents thought you were missing.

Take me back to the time we had our very first fight The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight You stayed outside till the morning light Oh my my my my

"No Harry I'm sick of you right now." You say slamming the porch door on him before locking it, leaving Harry outside. You had gotten into a fight over something stupid, but you were in a bad mood and Harry was making it worse. Therefore he was left outside al night instead of in bed with you and instead of being rational and trying to find a way back inside, he slept out in the porch the whole night. Let's just say there was a lot of confusion when the marauders were having breakfast and they saw Harry sleeping outside.

A few years had gone and come around We were sitting at our favorite spot in town And you looked at me, got down on one knee

You and Harry had gone back to that lake he took you to on his firebolt, his heart beating faster than normal as you sit on the grass watching the water gently move. He then looks at you slowly moving to one knee. "Y/N Lupin-Black, I've loved you since well forever and I couldn't imagine a world without you. Will you do me the honour of becoming Mrs Potter." "Yes Harry! a thousand times yes!" "You then share a kiss of passion and love, trying it out everything you wanna say into it.

Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle Our whole town came and our mamas cried You said I do and I did too

You stood at the altar in your white gown and veil looking out into the audience. Many of your friends, teachers, and neighbours came along with your parents who were all crying one way or another. Sirius and James were very obviously crying, but made it seem like they weren't, Lily had wiped her eyes a couple times, still looking pretty as ever, and Remus' eyes became glossy. Harry was even crying a little bit. "Do you Harry James Potter take this woman to be your lawfully wedded parter in sickness and in heath, in richness and in poorness, till death do you part?" "I do" And do you, Y/N Y/M/N take this man to be your lawfully wedded parter in sickness and in heath, in richness and in poorness, till death do you part?" "I do" "You may now kiss the bride!"

Take me home where we met so many years before We'll rock our babies on that very front porch After all this time, you and I

"Hey you ok out here?" Harry asked as you had gone out of the family gathering to the porch with your new child in your arms. "Yeah he was just getting a little fussy, I think it was too loud for him, he's fine now." "Oh makes sense, our parents are sure exited about him." "Yeah, he really looks like you and his grandpa James and is very cute I see why they like him." "He has your eyes tho, my favourite part of him if I do say so." Your eyes focus on the treehouse where you and Harry grew up together "I wonder if our kids will live that treehouse as much as we did." "I'm sure they will darling."

I'll be eighty-seven; you'll be eighty-nine I'll still look at you like the stars that shine In the sky, oh my my my

Even as you and Harry grew older, and saw your children grow up you still looked at him the same way you did when you were young and didn't even know that you loved the boy yet.

[drowninginthoughts27]

28/10 Prank Word Count: 695

(part two per request of @ladyelephant-12) @jegulus-microfic

part one

“Is this some sort of sick fucking prank?” Sirius snaps. “Were you two scheming behind my back?”

“N-No,” James says out of pure shock, so unsure of reality that his answer almost sounds like a question.

Sirius looks as if he’s about to respond but before either of them can react any further Regulus has turned swiftly on his heel, exiting the apartment, the door slamming in his wake. His calm composure clearly having been abandoned. Maybe he didn’t know that James was the same James after all. 

“This isn’t over!” Sirius calls yells to the door Regulus just left from but James is fairly certain the other man won’t hear him. 

Unser of what else to do James just blinks, opening and closing his mouth as he tries to form the right words to use.

“How about be go get a drink?” Sirius speaks up, “Just you and me. I’ll Regulus later, no use in chasing after him now, he won’t answer.”

This is how James finds himself sitting across from Sirius in a sticky of a pub booth with splitting leather cushions. Subjecting himself to Sirius’ death glare, to scared to say or do anything other than slowly sip the beer that’s been placed in front of him. 

And then out of nowhere Sirius starts giggling. Covering his face with his hands as he starts hysterically laughing. Face turning a deep shade of red, unable to catch his breath. 

James only stairs back with confusion, unsure of what is so funny. 

In between wheezes of roaring laughter Sirius starts talking again.  “We’re brother in laws now. Fucking brother in laws. Like for real. Not only are we brothers but we are now brother in laws. There’s no getting rid of me now bitch.”

The absurdity of the situation hasn’t even begun to set in. James only sits their awkwardly in his seat. “Sirius, Sirius,” James says, placing his hand on Sirius’s forearm in an attempt to calm him down. “I think your misinterpreting the situation.”

“How so?” 

“You know we’re not dating right?” James asks. “It was just a hook up.”

Sirius noticeably grimaces at the mention of those words but moves past it to say what he wants to say, “But do you like him?”

“He lives a six hour drive from here, I can’t have feelings for him.”

“Ya, but do you?” 

James’ silence speaks for itself as he stares down intently at his hands. 

“I’m gonna tell you something but you have to promise not to tell Regulus that I told you this, okay?” Sirius says, 

Sighing James responds, “It’s not like I’m gonna see him again soon anyway, we didn’t even bother exchanging numbers.”

“Here’s the thing, Regulus wasn’t here entirely for work,” Sirius starts to explain, “He was also looking at apartments in the area. His company is opening up a new office here and offered him a job. It would be beneficial for him to be closer to his friends and family and besides I wouldn’t be surprised if his company gives him a raise.”

James is utterly shocked, “So your saying…”

“Thank if you like him to go for it? Yes pretty much.”

“And your not gonna be mad at me for wanting to date your brother?”

“Nope” Sirius says popping the ‘P’. “You have my fully permission, not that you’d need it anyway. You both have minds of your own. To be honest I always secretly thought that you would be cute together.”

James is absolutely beaming now, grinning from ear to ear, something about Regulus just fills his stomach with butterflies and his mind with pure joy, 

“There is one condition though. No telling me about your sex life!”

“Ew! Of course not!” James scoffs wrinkling his nose. 

Sirius smirks, “Alright then it’s settled. All you have to do is ask him out.” Sirius concludes. 

———

When they get home later that night Regulus already sitting on the couch ready to talk. 

Regulus takes a deep breath in, “James,” he says with a pause. 

“Yes?” James questions. 

“Willyougooutwithme?” Regulus says in one breath, the words bleeding into one another. 

All James can say is “YES!!!”

[fionfitzgerald]

Part 1 

of a series i’ve been posting on Instagram

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Time for some tmnt dating headcanons because I love those boys a lot✨

Leonardo:

He gets nervous when it comes to relationships, mostly because he hasn't any experience in this field. Of course that doesn't stop him for being the fearless one in his family and trying to express his feelings. Is he good at it? No, not at all. He kinda stutters a bit at the beginning but still manages to sound good.

He is really affectionate and a bit overprotective when it comes to you. He is worried that something might happen to you and he won't be able to be there in time and protect you. So don't be surprised if you seem him patrolling outside your house, typical Leonardo.

He actually likes hugs, a lot. At first he might be a little shy, especially the first time you hug him but he warms up almost immediately. After that, he will hug you every time you two meet. On the other hand, if you ask him to cuddle he'll probably die from embarrassment. He hasn't cuddled anyone before and he thinks he might do something that will make you uncomfortable. Of course this is none sense, he is the best pillow you could ask for. Most of the time he is the big spoon so get comfortable in his arms, after he relaxes there's no way you can escape his embrace.

As I have mentioned in a previous post, Leonardo loves history and culture so an ideal date with him would be to visit exhibitions, of course during late at night so no one will see him. He is also interested in art, he will show you some of his favorite artists and sometimes get more talkative than he should. He is just so passionate about the things that get his attention.

Donatello:

If you thought Leonardo is awkward and nervous when it comes to dating, you haven't met Donnie. He is way more nervous about this thing than he should, not because he hasn't been in a relationship before but because he thinks he is kinda boring and lame. He will definitely ask his brothers for advice and of course April. Stutters like a lot when he's trying to express how he feels and all you get in the end is a quick: willyougooutwithme? He's an adorable little dork, can't argue with him that.

Juat like his older brother, Donatello is also protective of you. That's why he has made you a special "turtle watch" to contact you any time. You're gonna ask "what about a cell phone?" Not for Donnie. He believes you might forget it home and you won't be able to reach him during an emergency. He is affectionate in his own little way, buying you books he thinks you'll like and making small, useful gadgets for you.

Hugs and Donatello? Probably a disaster, not in a bad way. The first time you gave him a hug he almost had a heart attack. Poor baby is so in love. Although he got used to it after a while and actually liked it. But cuddles? You have to try way too hard to persuade him into that. He becomes a blushing mess just by talking to him. Eventually he will get used to it. Most of the time he will be the big spoon but won't mind being the little spoon either. He finds it really relaxing and nice when he lays his head on your shoulder while you two chat about stuff you like or watching a show.

Ideal dates for Donatello means meeting him in the roof of your house and having a small pic-nic. Although he likes it when you help him with his inventions while listening to him, he wants your dates to be more enjoyable.

Raphael:

Toughest guy on the outside, softest guy in the inside. He can kick ass but no, Raphael just doesn't have the guts to ask his crush out. Mostly because he thinks it's just a phase and he will get through it with more training. Seems the thing is getting even worse, can't even focus. Eventually he decides to deal with it and ask you out. It isn't the most exciting or romantic way but hey, different is better.

Unlike his brothers, he can't be all that lovey dovey. I am just kidding, of course he can. He way more emotional on the inside, has a very soft side which you're the only one allowed to see. When it comes to trouble, you don't need to worry about a bit, not with Raph by your side. He doesn't get as worried as his brothers do, mostly because it's in his nature. He trusts you and knows that you will let him know if you need his help. Raphael is affectionate in an all different way, he calls you by nicknames sometimes and actually likes to talk on the phone a lot.

Hugs? Please no, he feels really uncomfortable. At least at the beginning. The first time he had no idea what he was supposed to do. He got used to it after a while. It was something that made his happy. On the other side, cuddles ain't really his thing. He will try it for you though. At first he is super embarrassed, his cheeks are as red as his mask. Deep down he really likes it. The best teddy bear you could have. He likes to be the big spoon, it makes him feel special while holding you.

For Raphael there are no ideal dates, he just wants to hung out with you whenever he has the chance whether it's in the lair or your place.

Michelangelo:

This little guy knows exactly what to do with his feelings: hide from them. Asking his crush out seems like the end of the world. He's always a bit dramatic after all. The thing that doesn't let him express how he feels is rejection. He believes that you will reject him because of who he is. Eventually he tries to confess by telling a joke or something like that.

Mickey doesn't get really worried about you, mostly because he is with you most of time apart from when you at work or school/college. He is affectionate in many different ways, he loves making you gifts and seeing your reaction when you open them, it makes his heart skip a beat. Also he lets win when you play video games, it's his way of being romantic.

Hugs? Yes please! Michelangelo loves hugs! They make him feel really special and unique. He hugs you every time you two meet. Cuddles? Double yes! He really likes cuddling with you and doesn't feel that uncomfortable or embarrassed. Cuddles make him relax and enjoy the moments with you. He doesn't mind being the big or little spoon either as long as he get to smell your hair. He loves your scent, a lot.

Ideal dates with Mickey are video games dates! He really enjoys it when you spend time playing video games with him or watching a movie together.

I hope you enjoyed them! ❤️💙🧡💜

[thedeathdeelers]

finally

She buries her face into the wide expanse of his chest, letting the now familiar smell of him calm her racing heart. With his arms holding her in place and head resting over hers, Julie feels like she might finally be able to breathe again.

Except it’s now or never and there’s no better time to ask than the present — especially one that involves both of them alive at the same time.

They’ve been toeing the line of will they won’t they for too long, and after everything they’ve gone through, Julie just wants to move forward.

Taking in a deep breath, she lets the question fall off her tongue.

“Willyougooutwithme?” Her words are muffled against his shirt, the rushed nature of her inquiry hindering her ability to articulate.

“Did you say something Julie?” she hears him ask, the vibrations in his chest from his words reverberating against her own.

Taking another deep breath, Julie pulls her head back just enough to look up and lock eyes with Luke. The soft look in his gaze only makes it easier for her to repeat her question.

“Will you go out with me?”

A bright smile morphs his tired features, stretching out wide until it’s all she can see. He moves his arms from around her, trailing his hands up her arms, fingers brushing against the sides of her neck until he’s cupping her face in the palms of his hands.

Julie leans into his touch, the warmth making her eyes flutter closed in delight at the feeling. Her eyes ease back open when she feels his thumb tracing the apple of her cheek, his gaze still soft, still on her.

“Yeah, I’d love to,” he tells her, voice quiet but laced with a certainty that only makes Julie want to fall right back into his chest and breathe him in once more. A smile appears on her face of its own accord, stretching wider when Luke’s smile matches hers.

They were going to be okay, and they were going to be together.

Finally.

[seventh-line]

Laugh (1/4)

A time you laughed. An Arcane Viktor x Reader fic.

Note: The plan was to write a Viktor fic and fade back into obscurity, but I’m a masochist so :’)

Note 2: Maybe, no promises, but maybe I can take requests. For Arcane characters, headcanons or fic ideas.

You walked through the academy with a sense of purpose, head held high, with all the dignity you could muster. As you drew nearer to your destination however, you found your pace slowing. Your knees going weak, and breath coming in sharper. You rounded a corner and stopped dead in your tracks, heart racing, you could feel sweat slowly trickle down your side. Just a few more steps and a knock on the door— it was impossible.

Instead, you hid away in a small nook to collect yourself. You busied your hands with smoothing any wrinkles on your clothing, not that it would matter. One way or another, this was it. You had to, or you could spend the rest of your life working up the courage, and end up with nothing.

The notion that a question so small could change everything for you was so terrifying you could almost laugh. And so, you stepped out of your hideaway with a singular goal, and a name on your lips: Viktor. As you’d discover, Viktor wasn’t very far away. A mere moment after stepping away from the nook, you accidentally bumped into the man himself, much to your chagrin.

It took a moment for you both to steady yourselves. Your breath hitched when you realized Viktor had managed to grab onto one of your arms, albeit awkwardly. Letting go, he cleared his throat, standing back up.

Despite his limp, he stood straight as a spear. His brown hair, messy, yet orderly and perfectly parted. With sharp eyes and an even sharper wit. He was immaculate.

“I didn’t know you’d still be here this late,” he said, golden eyes meeting yours. You felt like you were on trial, and in a way, you were. This was it.

But, like the fool you are, you spent the next few seconds stumbling over your own words before managing a small “Hi Viktor.”

Hi Viktor? You wanted nothing but to curl up in embarrassment. Honestly, what were you thinking. Or maybe you weren’t. You could tell he felt it too, the cringe inducing punch to the gut. Viktor cleared his throat again, and you looked down, the best you could do short of hiding you face in your hands.

“Ah, well, I’ve been meaning to ask—”

“Willyougooutwithme?”

The words came out sudden, perhaps too hastily to decipher based on the look on his face. You brought a hand to you mouth, and shut your eyes tight. Oh god, oh god, oh god. It was surreal, and dizzying. The sound of your heart beating seemed so loud in your ears. Oh god. What had you done? Why? Now he won’t like you anymore. Now he won’t-

“Actually, I was going to ask you that, though I suppose I already have my answer.”

Slowly, you opened your eyes, lowering the hand covering your mouth. You looked at him, at his perfect face. Despite trying not to, your lips inadvertently turned upwards. And he smiled back, softly, eyes crinkling to match the laugh lines around his mouth. You both stood there, grinning at each other like idiots, before Viktor chuckled, which elicited a snort from you. Then Viktor laughed, not loudly, but with all the warmth in the world, and you laughed with him. One way or another you had done it. It was funny, how a question so small just changed everything.

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The Greenhouse

Day 2, Story #2 is by @zurisenchantedquill

Title: The Greenhouse

Author/Artist: zurimadison

Pairing: Neville/ Hannah

Prompt: Wedding & Proposal

Rating: Teen

Trigger Warning(s) (if any): n/a

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The sun was setting in brilliant shades of pink and orange, reflecting off the grey cotton ball clouds that were scattered across the sky. From where she stood in the kitchen, gazing out of the window as she washed up after dinner, Hannah watched the burning sphere sink behind the hills in the distance, leaving in its wake concentrated rays of soft yellow light.

The gentle clinking of ceramic and the movement of water in the sink were the only sounds in the house aside from Hannah’s quiet humming as she finished her task, basking in the view. The cobblestone path leading to the front door was flanked by tall grasses and flowers that grew wild on the country hillside, meeting the edge of a small duck pond beside which the faded white cottage was perched. The trees, green and heavy in the height of summer, swayed in the delicate breeze that also caused the surface of the pond to be perpetually disturbed, the ripples distorting the water’s reflection of the multicolor evening sky.

She left the dishes drying on a terry cloth towel, preparing two mugs of steaming tea that she carried out the back French doors of the cottage. She followed a well-packed dirt path that curved around a large oak tree and traveled parallel to the ruins of an old stone wall, overrun by weeds, until it reached the foot of a modest greenhouse. The structure was the newest addition to the property, it’s base made of solid red bricks and the top still boasting a pristinely painted white frame with polished, intact glass panes. She could just make out the silhouette of a person moving inside, and unconsciously sped her pace. 

The door opened in her presence, closing silently behind her as she sidled through the gap. She placed the mugs of tea on the center table, pulling up a stool as she watched Neville putter around the space. She could hear the muffled music from his headphones, the iPod that her cousin had helped her set up clipped to the waist of his jeans. He was repotting a plant with large, flat leaves, though the patterns of the holes that’d naturally developed across its foliage reminded her strongly of swiss cheese.

He worked diligently, sweat dripping down the side of the temple and hanging on the edge of his jaw. His features were contorted with concentration, but even then, Hannah thought he looked more relaxed when he was in his greenhouse than in most other circumstances. She’d had the idea to get him an iPod after he’d mentioned that he sometimes struggled to relax in the quiet, like he was waiting for something to disturb the silence. 

She loved spending time with Neville in their new greenhouse, though occasionally she could hardly believe the string of events that’d brought them to this point. Despite knowing of each other since their early days at Hogwarts, Hannah never noticed Neville like that until the year of the Carrows. 

She willed herself to breathe deeply, moving her thoughts away from the terrors of that time and focusing instead on what’d attracted her to the man she shared a home with now. He’d been the most noble student at the school that year. He had an unerring moral compass, but was still patient and understanding with people who weren’t ready to be as brave as he. He was kind, he was adorably shy, and (she gulped as she watched another bead of sweat trickle along a vein in his neck and disappear into the V of his shirt) he was good-looking as hell. 

Still, she hadn’t been able to work up the nerve in time to do anything about her schoolgirl crush, and they’d gone their separate ways after the war. She was lucky that fate had other ideas, and within a couple of years she found herself the new proprietor of one of the most visited pubs in wizarding Britain. When he’d first walked through her doors, bringing with him all the old feelings she didn’t know she still had, she couldn’t let him leave without trying. 

She’d blurted it at him loudly when he was halfway out the door.

“Willyougooutwithme?”

The entire pub had gone silent, and she knew her cheeks were flushed pink. She’d waited on bated breath while he’d turned around, staring at her as though amazed. Her stomach fluttered at the memory of the brilliant smile that’d overtaken his face before he’d said the one word that’d forever changed the trajectories of their lives. 

“Yes.”

What followed was three years of dating, of dealing with post war trauma, of learning how to communicate, of reassuring Neville of her feelings, of being very surprised at how much he was willing to take charge when he felt reassured, of deciding to move in together, of choosing to live in simplicity in the country, of learning of Neville’s passions, of knowing when to stay silent to let him speak, of understanding when he needed her to push him, and of the realization of a singular, resolute truth she felt in her bones. 

“Hey, you.” While she’d been lost in thought, Neville had noticed her presence. He pulled his headphones down on his neck and smiled, wiping the soil from his hands with a towel. He crossed the space between them, touching her cheek gently. “What’re you thinking about?” 

She met his eyes, today a warm brown in the center that faded to a grey green on the outside, and she couldn’t stop the words. “Marry me?”

His eyebrows moved towards each other, creasing his forehead as he blinked several times. “What?”

She placed her hand on top of his, still cupping her face, and beamed at him. “Marry me, Neville.” She gestured around the greenhouse. “Let’s you and I make each other happy like this for the rest of our lives.”

His grin rivaled that of the day she’d first asked him out. He bounded across the greenhouse, leaving her alone, confused at the large table as he rifled around in the aprons hanging on the back wall, muttering to himself. 

“There it is,” he exclaimed, running back to her with his fist clenched tight. He sat on the stool in front of her, the look on his face reminding her of a child on Christmas. “Ready?”

He still hadn’t answered her question, but his excitement and her curiosity got the better of her, so she nodded anyway. “Sure.”

He held his hand out, uncurling his fingers so she could see what sat so proudly in his palm. The band of the ring was pale green, shaped like tiny, delicately linked ivy leaves that’d grown in a perfect circle. From the top of the ring a small flower seemed to bloom, yellow and icy, so realistic she could have sworn the petals might fall if she touched them. 

It was her turn to be surprised, and she paused for several moments as she stared at the ring. He waited, watching her with eager eyes.

“It’s beautiful,” she murmured, and when she met his gaze this time, she felt a lump growing in her throat. “How long have you had it?”

“Since we moved in together,” he admitted, smiling at her bashfully. 

“Why wait so long?”

“I didn’t know if you wanted to get married.” He was fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, though the other hand still held the ring out to her. “We’re so happy, and I don’t want you to feel pressured. I just want to be with you.” He shrugged, picking up the ring and holding it between two fingers. “With or without this. All I want is you.”

“Neville.” A few tears fell down her cheeks as her heart melted, and, unable to say anything else, she pressed her lips against his and pulled him in for a hug, burying her face into his shirt. Her voice was muffled when she finally managed words. “Let’s do it with, then.”

There was a pleasant vibration in his chest as he pulled her to arm’s distance and searched her face. “Yeah?”

She nodded, half laughing, half crying. “Yeah.”

“So we’re getting married?”

She held out her hand and he pushed the ring with slow, deliberate purpose onto her finger. Her heart was hammering, and she admired how it looked against her skin and how small her fingers were in his palm. Everything was perfect. 

She looked up, returning his grin with enthusiasm. “Does this mean you say yes?”

He laughed and swept her off the stool, cradling her close to his body as he murmured against her lips. 

“Yes.”

[birinboom]

Earl grey tea for Shouji please 💖🍵

I am so sorry it took me this long to get out!

Earl grey tea - how did they court their s/o?

Confessions

Shouji Mezou x GN!Reader Fluff, romance, little bit of angst 💌 409 words

He was a nervous, self conscious wreck. He had liked you for what felt like forever, and yet he couldn’t get himself to say anything. The fear of getting friend-zoned was too strong. He knew that he wasn’t the standard pretty guy, he knew that some people found him scary or downright ugly. He wanted to tell you how he felt, he craved your acceptance of who he was, but… he didn’t want to risk being referred to as a ‘monster.’ Not again. And especially not by you.

So he’d decided to keep everything subtle. If he ever sensed that you needed help with something - be that schoolwork, training, or just having someone to talk to - he made sure to let you know that he would always be there for you. And he relished in your smile when you thanked him.

When he’d first met you, he’d quickly picked up on what your favourite snacks and treats were, as he had with all of his friends. He’d grown into liking most of them because they reminded him of time spent together with you. And he made sure to always keep some on hand, just in case you’d drop by.

One day, everything came tumbling out. The two of you were in his room, studying. You let out an irritated groan, making Shouji look up from his book.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“It’s these stupid equations! I can’t make heads or tails of them!” you said, while cradling your head in your hands.

Shouji just stared at you. Despite your frustration, you looked so adorable. He wanted to do anything to cheer you up.

 “Willyougooutwithme?” The jumbled words were out before he really knew what he was saying.

“What was that?” you asked, your head now resting on your arms, crossed over your math book.

Shouji let out a small, frustrated noise. He hadn’t meant to ask you out like that. He hadn’t meant to ask you out at all. But now that the words had slipped, he might as well continue. Hopefully his feelings would die out once he was well established in the friend-zone.

Clearing his throat while looking away so he wouldn’t have to see your reaction, he said. “I like you. Will you go out with me?”

And because he was looking at anything but you, he didn’t see the bright, happy smile that blossomed on your face.

“Sure,” you replied, “and I like you, too.”

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[flamingredanon]

Au where terrence wants to date right but is having trouble for various reasons so he goes to reginald for advice. This is a bad call because the advice leads right to thinking terrence and reginald are dating.

Terrence laid on floor in his office, hands covering his face. He felt like an idiot. Terrence cursed his social anxiety for not being able to just tell Right he wanted to date him. Terrence just closed his eyes and took deep breaths, trying to figure out what to do.

A familiar voice shocked Terrence as he looked up, seeing Right look at him. Terrence quickly stood up and dusted himself off as Right let out an amused laugh. "Reg told me to go talk to you. He explained that you and him weren't dating and you were just trying to ask me something."

Terrence's face went full red as he took a deep breath before practically yelling at Right "WillYouGoOutWithMe!". Right's face went red as Terrence covered his mouth in embarrassment.

Right chuckled as he placed his hand on Terrence's head. "I would love to go on a date with you. I know a great restaurant with a fantastic view of the night sky, how about I pick you up at nine pm Friday?" Terrence squeaked out a yes, causing Right to giggle as he replied "You are so cute when you are flustered, Terry."

Right left as Terrence was a mixture of emotions, he was nervous and happy and scared and just, he actually has a date with Right.

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After Terrence got over his initial jitters, the date night went wonderfully and soon the two fell in love with each other. The two of them felt like they could take on the world together.

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Right just stared blankly at the ceiling to his room, laying on the floor like Terrence used to do. Right looked at the dark gray ring box he was still holding, knowing the beautiful ring inside would never grace the hand of his dear Terrence.

Right had planned to propose to Terrence today, to see those blue eyes of his light up and to see that gleaming smile. But that wasn't happening anymore. Reginald had dethroned Terrence, and Reginald had pushed the love of his life off the Airship.

Right would never see that beautiful man ever again.

[thewitchydorkofportals]

The only reason

Seriously WHY do people fund my trashbin with love..

Katsukixreader

for @boom-bakugou​

I AM SO SORRY AHEAD OF TIME IF THIS ISNT WHAT YOU WANTED ILL DELETE IT IF YOURE NOT HAPPY

Song fanfiction ‘the only reason by 5 seconds of summer’

FOR REASONS I EDITED THE SONG INTO THE FANFIC

“ OI! Don't yell like that baby, let me think it over!How we gonna fix this? How we gonna undo all the pain?  Katsuki said trying to get his lovers attenttion but she glared at him. “THERE IS NOTHING TO FIX YOU...IMBICELE! ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS TRAINING..AND BEING NUMBER ONE.. WHAT ABOUT ME! AM I NUMBER ONE? OR NUMBER TWO!..Tell me, is it even worth it?Y-you know what dont answer that Goodbye!”

What katsuki saw was his now ex lover walking away from him.. her going fast..everyone going in slow motion..and he was for once heart broken..His price shattered He spent days looking for a straight line when in his head everything felt jagged like the words she said in the breakup..and it hurt more when he went to places trying...of so trying to take back the time he can't replace. Ending up in his best friends house.Your house

You know they were toxic from the start.All they wanted was the fame and attention of being a heros lover. In a way you were glad they left but not happy with how the crash ended up. You never saw Katsuki this...depressed.

“All these crossed wires in my memories, just making me tired!Is it too late to bring us back to life?”Katsuki asked after opening and closing a locket for the 40th time.You take it to make him look at you. “No...she was a toxic woman from the start. Everyne but your BLINDED IN LOVE ASS saw she was using you.” You took his hand and smiled “But..i will help you heal..I can show you how toxic she was.” Katsuki nodded and decided to live with you for a bit. The nightmares he had. made him hard to breathe. That breakup memory on repeat over and over. Yet over time your happiness was slowly shielding them away. He took you places where you both ageed to go..not where you just wanted to go..and if you wanted to go somewhere...you at least asked not drag him. 

That was where he found his answers...to fix all the pain...get rid of all the numbness.

one day when you were making him lunch he walked up to you and just bluntly said “I found my answer...”

“Oh really..wha-” 

You were startled by a kiss and him blushing like an idiot.. “I was dating the wrong crush when my real crush was with me all along...i...i..luv...ou...WILLYOUGOOUTWITHME!”

You computed his words as he looked like he was gonna explode if you said no and smiled “Sure.. what took you so long?”