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mlobsters · 9 months

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RILEY

We can watch so many people just slip into these bottomless pits of… of awful and we can stand it. We can tolerate it because we can say things like, “God works in mysterious ways.” Like there’s a plan? Like something good’s gonna come out of it. Nothing good came out of my drinking. Nothing good came out of me killing that poor girl. Nothing good came out of Joe Collie’s drinking. Not a single good thing comes out of Leeza never being able to walk again. Nothing good came out of a metric ton of crude oil filling up the bay. And the only thing, the only fucking thing that lets people stand by, watching all this suffering, doing nothing, doing fucking nothing, is the idea that suffering can be a gift from God. What a monstrous idea, Father.

FATHER PAUL

Yeah. Look, there’s nothing in the scripture, or in the world for that matter, that suggests God negates personal accountability. There’s certainly nothing in the program to suggest that. Not at all, in fact. I believe God can take our work, even our awful works, and turn them into something else. I know He can find the good in them, and find the love in them, whether we see it or not. That I know… Riley Flynn. That I know.

RUE

You know, ’cause every time someone survives, like, a mass shooting or some terrible fucking earthquake, they always say, you know, “I survived for a reason. God saved me for a reason. I have a purpose.” And then I think to myself, like, okay, well, what you’re saying is that your life is more important than that six-year-old who died that day, or the newborn who died that day, or anybody fucking else who died that day. Your life has a purpose, right? Well, why does your life have a purpose, and my dad’s doesn’t? Because I could argue that my dad’s purpose was to raise me and my sister. To be there for my mom. That was his purpose, I think. But, you know. He’s dead. Ali, if you’re, if you’re about to tell me that he died for a reason, or you know, whatever, I will literally walk the fuck out.

He didn’t die to teach us a lesson. Okay? He didn’t die to, you know, have us all come together, or whatever the fuck people tell people when they don’t have anything to say. He died because he died. That’s it. Same stupid reason I came out of the womb with a couple wires crossed. Right? Just fucking luck. You said it. That’s it.

ALI

Listen, um... I don't know all the answers. And I'm not gonna pretend to. But I do know that at any given point that we're unable to see and comprehend the overall arc of human life. No person can see it. The whole chain reaction of how things come to be from beginning to end. It's a mystery, and will always remain a mystery. How, um, six-year- old Malcolm Little's daddy was killed in a streetcar accident. Rumor was it that the Black Legion did it. The KKK. How that little boy grew up believing that this.white world had no place for a Black man like him, so fuck it. He moves to Harlem, becomes a pimp. Becomes an addict. Starts robbing and stealing, till he gets locked up. Who discovers Islam. Who starts a movement.

Who scares the living shit out of white America so bad that white America was so afraid that they embraced another Negro, one who had a dream, not to cut the head off the snake, even if that's what they deserved, but to live in harmony. Next thing you know, Civil Rights Act. The first legislative steps granting you and I the right to sit in this motherfuckin' diner to have a conversation about whether or not you wanna stay clean from drugs. Drugs that were given to your ancestors to keep them inebriated, inoculated, enslaved. Drugs that stripped them of their ability to not just be free, but to imagine a.world in which they were free. So,.why is one person's purpose greater than another's? Why are some people struck down while others live? Why are you, Rue Bennett, sitting here when other 17-year-olds, 17-year-olds who are better, who are kinder, who are more respectful than you, aren't sitting here, I don't know. That's the mystery. But here we are. So what now?

Midnight Mass Book II: Psalms (2021) / Euphoria Special Episode Part 1: Rue (2020)

#midnight mass #euphoria hbo #father paul hill #riley flynn #rue bennett #ali muhammad #faith #or a lack thereof #parallels #label this stuff that struck a chord with me as someone who has never had belief or faith #and experienced 3 significant senseless losses that might otherwise try to be explained in that god has a plan way #words that could have come directly from my brain

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yapsterpup · 11 months

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Intro!

Heyo! Welcome! You can call me Milo/Nat and us Graves/Pup! I’m the co-host of a mixed origin OSDID system known as the Hyena system! This is my selfship blog(but it will def find other uses lol)! I use he/pup/🐾/growl/bark/moon pronouns! I ask you to please refer to me(species-wise) as a dog or werewolf! I also use paw-based turns of phrase such as pawful(handful) or on one paw(on one hand)! My main F/O is The Condesce from Homestuck! She’s my wife and she means a lot to me but I’m willing to share.

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Main F/Os

Rom

The Condesce[Condy, She/Crown/ψ, wife] MAIN(#royalfuchsia){Homestuck}

Finnick Odair[Finnie, He/Sea, Husband] SECONDARY(#seamandemon){The Hunger Games}

Lisa Swallows[Lili/Bunny, She/Axe, girlfriend]SECONDARY(#meandmyaxe){Lisa Frankenstein}

Jackie Taylor[Jax/Princess, She/They, little girl/wife] SECONDARY(#softpoppies){Yellowjackets}

Scream5!Dewey Riley[Dad/Dew, He/him, Husband/Caregiver](#officerrain){Scream}SECONDARY

Fam

Eugene Ottinger[Otter, He/They/Bee, little bro]{Wednesday}

Rue Bennett[Ruru, He/They, sibling]{Euphoria}

Plat

Enid Sinclair[Pup, She/They]{Wednesday}

Pearl[Pearlie, She/her, QPR]{Pearl}(#prettyasapearl)SECONDARY

Lexi Howard[Lex, She/They, QPR]{Euphoria}

Multi

Billy Hargrove[BB, He/They, older bro/boyfriend]{Stranger Things}

Glen & Glenda Tilly[GG, They/She/He, kissmates/niblings]{Chucky}(#loversincrime)SECONDARY

Esther/Leena[Essa/Lee, It/She, little girl/partner in crime]{Orphan}

Enemies

Cat Addams[Kitty, They/Them, enemy w/ sexual tension]{Criminal Minds}

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Mains are Bold

NCIS, Wednesday, Homestuck, Euphoria, TOH, Titans, Scream,TLOU(TV), X trilogy, Danganronpa, Criminal Minds, Stranger Things, Chucky/Child’s Play, MLP, MLP: EG, Scooby Doo, Pokemon, Yellowjackets, ASTV/ITSV, Life Is Strange

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Other post tagging

Reblogs—#echoingsounds🔊

Reg posts—#speaking to my listeners🎵

Ask posts—#answering my listeners🎤

Poll posts—#asking my listeners❓

Pride posts—#pride radio🌈

Art appreciation or trade posts—#the museum bazaar🖌️

Nonhuman posts—#dog trail🐾

Game posts—#pay2play 🎮

NSFW posts—#wideeyes❤️‍🔥

Selfship Imagines—#readersway📚

Talking about being Nat—#bumbling around🐝

Tag blocklist(for me & moots)

#petrigroff

#miguel O’Hara x reader

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I have art trades/commissions open!

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#intro to my blog #intro post #self ship #self shipper #f/o #fictional other #the condesce #softpoppies #royalfuchsia

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thegreatobsesso · 7 months

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Where I give my characters the most perfect winter ball I could ever dream of just to ruin their lives 😈

Snippet I'm editing that's almost the very end of book 2 / 3. Aiming to hit all the ominous notes.

Callie POV

“You sure you’re alright?” he asked, squinting at her as they maneuvered around the rest of the staff on the dance floor. Some of the kids even dared to join in, mostly putting their hands on each other’s waists and shoulders and swaying back and forth. It was actually really cute. “I’m more alright than I’ve ever been,” she said, and meant it. “Hey, umm. Thanks.” He made a funny face. “For what?” Bleh. “All the stuff,” she muttered. “For letting me stay here, and dealing with me when I’m nasty, and all that.” He smiled: a big smile that lit him up from the inside out. Oh, hell. If there was ever a time to go all-out, wasn’t it now? “For just, not givin’ up on me no matter what,” she said, heat rising to her cheeks. “For turnin’ me into, I dunno, a good person.” “I didn’t turn you into anything.” “Bull shit you didn’t.” “Callie, all I did was be kind to you. You did the rest on your own.” Ahh, he was starting to piss her off. Instead of telling him so or kicking him, she moved closer and laid her forehead against his shoulder. The music slowed down like it only existed to suit her mood. She didn’t have to speak - he understood. Everything was... well, it was damn near perfect, wasn’t it? A cold wind blew across the bridge. She lifted her head in surprise. Bennett wore a strained expression, like he was listening to something in the distance. “Riley’s here,” he said. She laughed out loud. What a silly thing to say. They were suspended in a snow globe, cozy and safe. The notion that somebody like Riley could even exist in a space so warm and soft was beyond imagination. “Sir,” Miller said, having broken off the dance with his daughter to tap Bennett on the shoulder. “There’s a visitor at the guest house who’s asking to see you.” Her pulse quickened. “No,” she murmured, unsure what she was even objecting to. “No, Bennett. No.” He still had that faraway look in his eyes like he could hear something no one else could, but he made an effort to bring himself back and focus on her. “I’ll be right back,” he said - placating. She lunged for him, holding him back by the sleeve of his jacket. “Don’t,” she said stupidly, “don’t go, please Bennett, please-” “Easy,” he said, and nodded at Miller, who didn’t have a clue what she was on about. She didn’t care. She didn’t want him to go. She didn’t even know why. “I’ll be right back,” he repeated, slower this time. “Stay here, Callie, please.” She understood - that he didn’t want her making a scene, but she didn’t understand why - why he looked so worried, why he got so serious when he’d just been so mushy, why he was throwing on his coat and rushing out of the castle without her. She followed him to a point, stopping in the middle of the entrance hall, utterly helpless. Bennett opened the big doors and disappeared into the dark.

t a g l i s t @avrablake @adie-dee @dontjudgemeimawriter @ryorine @thelaughingstag @winterandwords @afoolandathief @asomeoneperson @cedar-west @diphthongsfordays @lowslore @poetinprose @cilly-the-writer @harps-for-days

#my WIP #the insuppressible callie ray #oc: callie #oc: simon #oc: riley #tw: language

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join-the-club-weve-got-jackets · 1 year

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I’ve wanted to know more about your stories for YEARS 🙌 tell us about the Elena Mia Riley story and the Lia Necklace story

Thank you 🥰. These are some good choices, because I probably have the most thought-out lore for them.

Elena Mia Riley story

So this is probably the oldest of any of my stories. We're talking like junior high here. The main characters were originally twin sisters who were witches (probably thanks to Twitches) and the characters had names/appearances based on kids from school and even Gossip Girl. Safe to say the story and characters have evolved a great deal since then, but I do still have the twin sisters. I just focus on the one and her family more.

This one is set in like a real/non-fantasy world (though some character jobs may be) and it's a multigenerational family story. I have so much backstory and details going into these characters that I have no idea which point in the story or which characters I would actually choose to write. So it's mostly just me thinking about different points in the different characters' lives.

The three names in the title are these characters:

Elena Francesca Bertolini Espinosa: Daughter of Italian-American actor James Bertolini and Colombian-born model Liliana Espinosa Hernández. She has a twin sister, Alicia. She marries her high school sweetheart Tyler Bennett, who becomes a pro NFL quarterback. They have four kids (a son and three daughters) and later four grandkids. She is a fashion/costume designer and activist/philanthropist, especially for women's and immigrant rights. Overall, she's a smart, fiery, kind-hearted, open-minded woman and a very protective mama bear.

Mia Grace Bennett: Youngest daughter of Elena Bertolini and Tyler Bennett. Growing up, she struggled a lot with feeling different because she was a quieter kid who didn't do as well in school as her siblings or really fit in with her family. She also is the only blonde in her family, so other people and paparazzi would joke that she wasn't really her parents' kid. She saw her mother as perfect too, and since she didn't see a lot in common between her and her mom, it really hurt her self-esteem and their relationship. She was definitely a daddy's girl, especially with being the youngest daughter. As a kid, she got into dance and that grew into her greatest passion. So she became a professional dancer, doing a variety of different dance styles and gigs. Eventually she gets a love interest, Chase Parker, who she has an on-off relationship with for a while and then later they have a daughter who she in turn has a complicated relationship with.

Riley Elena Bennett-Parker: Daughter of Mia Bennett and Chase Parker. Granddaughter of Elena and Tyler. Her parents were never married, and she was the result of a them running into each other after like four years of not seeing each other and then hooking up. She loves both her parents, but while she has a really good relationship with her dad, she has a more complicated one with her mom. Mia herself isn't famous, even though some of her relatives are, but Chase is a well-known actor. Because of Mia's issues with paparazzi and invading her and her family's privacy growing up, she doesn't want Riley to go through the same thing, which she definitely would with her famous relatives, her actor dad, and the circumstances of her birth. So they try their hardest to keep her paternity a secret from the outside world, which as you can imagine does cause some strain. She is also a passionate individual like her mom, but she puts her efforts more into protesting and activism for things like privacy, personal rights, and other political issues.

Lia Necklace story

I'll try to be a little shorter with this one. This story idea probably sprouted from reading the His Dark Materials books by Phillip Pullman back in high school. This one has also evolved and continues going through changes as I develop the lore. Unlike the first story, this has a fantasy/magical/sci-fi aspect to it.

We'll start with the lore part of it. So at some point in time there was a group of scientists who found a way to separate people's bodies from their souls. I don't know the how, but it works like one of those X-linked disorders like color blindness. The people they did this to started aging more slowly once they reached adulthood, lived longer, didn't get sick, could only die of natural causes or taking off their special item, and other health benefits like that. But the way they were able to separate the body and soul was to tie the soul to a special piece of jewelry, like a family heirloom. The families who were part of this had the jewelry chosen, and then as they died they had to pass the jewelry on to the next generations. I'm working on the idea of there being like some sort of ruling or governing body that oversaw the project and the people affected. At some point, the main government shut down the project and didn't let the scientists do this to any more people. However, these families already affected still lived on and were forced to follow new rules from the ruling body. Like they couldn't let normal people know about them and they could only marry and have kids with other people like them, both for secrecy and because they didn't know what it would do if a special and normal person had a kid. The ruling body watched over the special families and we would learn later on that there are consequences for violating their rules.

The two big characters I go back and forth between as the main one are:

William "Will" Masen: Raised mostly by his mother because his father and younger brother died in a car accident where they lost their jewelry when he was a kid. He is a "special" (term TBD) like the rest of his family. His special object is a ring that's been passed down through his family. He falls in love with a normal woman, Beth. Although he knows he shouldn't be with her and is afraid of the consequences they'll face, she is not afraid to take the risk and they eventually get married. He faces the same worries when she gets pregnant, because of what could happen to them and the potential of a half-special child. They have a normal son, Andrew "Drew". Three years later Beth ends up pregnant again and this time they have a daughter, who because of the X-chromosome nature of his condition, is now a carrier/half-special who is affected a little differently than a full special and gives him even more to worry about. After four years, his wife suddenly gets sick and dies shortly after. He never remarries, or even really tries dating after her death. He just puts all his focus on protecting his kids and keeping his family together. He is a talented singer/musician and works giving private music lessons. As the story progresses, he's going to learn long-held family secrets as well as the circumstances/causes of his wife's death.

Amelia "Lia" Masen: Daughter of Will and Beth Masen. Younger sister of Drew. She is a carrier/half-special, which means she had to start wearing her special item (a family necklace) shortly after birth rather than at a year old and that she'll die quicker than a regular special if her piece of jewelry is taken off (because her soul is caught between her body and her special necklace). She loves music like her dad. She's also a bit of a jaded and moody kid, because of how young she lost her mother and how protective her dad is and how her brother gets to be normal while she's the way she is. I'm still debating on the idea of a love interest who's normal but learns her secret because he knows about the special people through his family. I don't know the circumstances yet, but a plot point would be her at some point getting her necklace forcibly taken off and her loved ones having to save her.

#personal #tag game #asks #answered #kylermalloy #my writing #this was suuuuper long #but i don't talk to anyone about any of these stories so it kind of feels good to share #while the character mia may have a completely different life than me #unfortunately for her she's the one i explore a lot of my own personal and psychological issues on

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fict1onallyobsessed · 1 year

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I posted 850 times in 2022

That's 834 more posts than 2021!

468 posts created (55%)

382 posts reblogged (45%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@uselsshuman

@agoodglass

@fict1onallyobsessed

I tagged 260 of my posts in 2022

#wwe x reader - 95 posts

#liv x rhea - 93 posts

#rhea ripley - 89 posts

#rhea ripley x reader - 86 posts

#rhea ripley imagine - 86 posts

#demi bennett - 83 posts

#rhea ripley smut - 81 posts

#rhea ripley angst - 81 posts

#demi bennett x reader - 81 posts

#rhea ripley fluff - 81 posts

Longest Tag: 61 characters

#let me go dig a grave before tumblr fucks me in the ass again

My Top Posts in 2022:

To all Simon Ghost Riley writers rn ; you’re doing Gods work 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

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Hidden Tattoos

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Could do do another one with ghost?? R is in the Air Force and comes home for the 3 week break only to see the door busted open, R thinks the worst and takes out her own gun only to find some man in her house, fights the man and ghost heard the commotion and breaks them up?? Turns out the man is in fact soap bunking overnight until he can drive to his own house?? Thanks 👍🏻

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Dear, i L O V E D the Ghost x air force reader. May i ask another one with him? Reader thinks he is in a relationship with Soap and that's why took her so long to confess her feelings for him. Please and thank you, remember to eat your greens and drink water💗

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My #1 post of 2022

Name me a Reason

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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ac1numa · 4 months

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@cowg1rls asked: a new year's eve kiss from riley bennett.

rb. being in a ranch for the holidays wasn't something riely could have imagined in her entiere life. in fact, it was something new for riley. she was so accustomed to the ocean that she had not imagined that the ranch could be as calming as her own native sea. when her mother told her she wanted to visit an old friend in her native Texas, riley couldn't help but ask her to come with her. she wanted to breathe new air without worrying about her friends and their stupid plan. something she now regrets. she missed her friends so much. sometimes, it hurt to think that they are doing something adventurious without her. but when she met other people her age there, she couldn't help but hang out with them. that's why New Year's Eve was going to be something special this year. she could feel it. a glass of beer in hand, she sipped slowly as she looked around. a smile appears when jessie approaches her. " jessie ! hey ! . i've been waiting for you. " she said, shyly as she looked at the girl out of the corner of her eye. hoping not to be too clingy. " i mean, i was not waiting for you only, right ? i wanted to see you before we left. our plane leaves tomorrow night and i thought... " she rambles as she looked at the girl and when people screamed happy new year, she took the courage that was left in her, while she kissed the girl at exactly midnight. " heard it was good luck for next year. "

#she is a mess #i love this already.#cowg1rls #muse. : riley bennett.#001. : in character. / answered meme.#001. : in character. / prose.#jessie tags.#uwu

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dimitrescus-bitch · 3 years

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All I Want for Christmas is You (Riley Bennett x Reader)

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It had been discussed that neither you nor Riley were going home for Christmas. You were adults and wanted to spend this time together. Besides, neither of your families or communities back home were very accepting. So, the two of you talked it out after coming back miserable from Thanksgiving break and decided that you’d stay together. You couldn’t stay in your dorm since your campus shut down, but Riley had an apartment off campus that the two of you could stay in together.

“I’m kind of nervous about this,” you told Riley as she helped you put your things away.

“You can go back home if you want,” Riley said and you shook your head. “I can pull the couch out and sleep in the living room if that’s what’s worrying you.”

“We share a twin bed in my dorm all the time,” you pointed out. Riley wrapped her arms around your waist and swayed with you a bit.

“What is it then?” Riley asked you.

“It’s stupid,” you tried deflecting.

“If it has you nervous, it’s not stupid.” Riley leaned in and pressed a kiss to the side of your neck. “Now, you can wait to tell me what’s up after dinner, but I’d like to know before we go to bed tonight.”

“I like you Riley, a lot. Hell, I think I’m in love with you. It’s just that, normally people don’t come to that conclusion before making sure they’re physically compatible. We didn’t do that because you said it was okay we waited and I don’t think I want to wait anymore,” you rambled and Riley held onto every word of it.

“That’s fine. We can have sex, we can not have sex. I’m not here for that, I’m here for you because I love you,” Riley told you. There was a moment where neither of you said or did anything before you turned and kissed her. She kissed you back and you knew that the moment was right. It was sort of random, compared to your mental plan, but that was alright. “Now?”

“It’s now or never I guess.” You shrugged and Riley guided you back to her bed. You were familiar with making out with her, but once the clothes started to leave the party, you were in new territory. Riley was good though, she didn’t rush you or do anything to overwhelm you.

“Do you still want to continue?” Riley asked as she hovered above your body. You were laying beneath her with practically nothing on except for your panties and your very flushed skin.

“Yes, please. All I want is you,” you panted. Riley pressed one more kiss to your lips and then moved down in between your legs. The feeling of her tongue against you took you by complete surprise. You clenched your thighs together and lifted your hips a little. Riley held your legs open and went back in. She went slowly and gently, not wanting to push too hard too quickly. This was your first time with anybody and Riley had made it known before that she wanted it to be special if you decided to give yourself to her.

The way that Riley made you feel was unlike anything that you could have ever dreamt of. The woman already made you feel so loved emotionally, but the way that physical loving felt was an indescribable heaven. Even when it felt like you had lost complete control of your body, she was still making you feel amazing. There was a moment where it felt like time had slowed and all that you could focus on was the way that she was looking at you.

“We could have been doing that this whole time?” you asked with a chuckle. Riley trailed her hand up the space in between your breasts and stopped when she reached the little dip by the bottom of your neck.

“I like that we didn’t though. There was nothing to distract me from getting to fall in love with you. Sex can change relationships, but we know that we’re good already baby,” Riley told you. “Tired?”

“Very. You’ll have to show me how to do that to you,” you yawned as you pulled a blanket up around your body.

“Gladly, but first get some rest.”

#Riley Bennett #riley bennett imagine #riley bennett imagines #riley bennett x reader #Happiest Season #happiest season imagine #happiest season imagines #happiest season x reader

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malachaiparkerimagines · 7 years

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Anxious

This imagine has already been uploaded to my account but this will be uploaded with tags so more can view and enjoy it <3

Imagine~ Kai noticing you were anxious and making sure you were okay.

The music boomed through the club but you were the only person who seemed effected by the deafening volume. Alone, you sat at the bar, feeling uncomfortable being surrounded by the drunk, sweaty bodies.

Caroline bounced over to you, clearly tipsy from the alcohol that was running through her veins but due to her vampiric abilities she was able to have a rather high tolerance to it. “Come on Y/N! Let’s dance!” she shouted over the music, knowing you were bored here.

You rolled your eyes and followed her to the main floor, where bodies mingled and danced to the beat. As soon as you reached the crowd, Caroline fell into the abyss of drunk people leaving you alone and cramped.

It didn’t take you long to realize you didn’t fit it and you quickly became uncomfortable in your surroundings. Your breathing became shallow and your heart pounded.

The world seemed to be closing in on you and there was nothing you could do to prevent it. Just as you felt as if you were going to pass out, two arms pulled you up. Your eyes flickered up be met with Kai’s who was staring down at you in concern.

He pulled you out of the crowd but your heart still seemed to be pounding out of your chest. You slowly tried to adjust your breathing but to no avail, Kai still had his grip on you, worried you’d collapse at any second.

“Do you wanna get out of here?” he said, clearly noticing you weren’t getting any better. You gave him a small nod, grateful he at least partly got you out of your situation.

Of all the people you thought would help you, Kai was the last person you could’ve thought of. He was the enemy and sure as hell didn’t take any liking to you which is why it was so surprising he was so willing to help you, you were sure it was another ploy to get back at everyone but at this point you didn’t care.

The cold air hit you and you finally began to regain stability but not enough to be left alone. “Kai, do you mind dropping me home?” you breathed, glancing over at him.

He nodded slowly, his eyes still coated with concern. Gradually, he led you to his car, staying beside you to make sure you were okay. The loud music slowly drifted away as you pushed yourself into Kai’s car, the smell was minty and refreshing unlike the bar which only reeked of alcohol.

Kai soon joined you in the car, revving the engine as you looked out of the window seeing the drunken bodies flowing in and out of the bar. As the car slowly drove away your panic slowly began to calm down, although your breathing still felt some what shallow you couldn’t deny that being away from the party helped.

During the car ride you could constantly see Kai glancing over at you to make sure you were okay but you couldn’t help but wonder why he cared so much. “Um, Kai?” you stammered, clearly still anxious.

He hummed lightly in response, mainly focusing on the road but still willing to listen to what you had to say. “Why’d you help me? I thought you hated me.” you murmured, looking over at him as you awaited his reply.

“When I was younger I had plenty of panic attacks. I always felt anxious especially when I didn’t have control of my magic, it didn’t help that nobody was even there to help so I know how it feels to be alone in that type of situation. Which was why I couldn’t just leave you to suffer because I know how it feels.” he explained, not taking his eyes off the road.

You weren’t sure what to say, you knew about Kai’s past but only on the surface, never anything that was deep into his personality. “Oh, I’m sorry.” you whispered, them being the only words you could utter.

He simply turned to you and gave you a small smile before pulling up outside of your home. You didn’t want to be alone yet but you were hesitant to ask him to come in.

“Do you mind coming in for a bit? I just don’t want to be alone right now.” you said shakily, glancing over at him as if awaiting rejection. But instead he gave you a small, sympathetic nod before stepping out of the car and waiting for you to join him.

Slowly, you got out of the car and approached the porch with Kai following closely behind you. As you entered the home you could feel your anxious thoughts begin to slip away as the aroma of the house shielded you from the outside world.

Taking a deep breath, you stepped inside the home, slipping your heels off by the front door. Kai followed closely behind you, replicating your actions.

“I’m gonna put some comfy clothes on but make yourself at home.” you said, walking towards the stairs and towards your room. Kai shuffled around the living room, looking for a film to watch or at least something to do.

After a while, he simply turned on your TV and put Netflix which was something he’d completely forgotten was a thing. Not long after, you trudged down the stairs with leggings and an over sized jumper on, feeling much better than you did in the tight dress you’d previously been wearing.

You glanced over to see Kai lounged on the couch, watching American Horror Story and eating a bowl of popcorn. “Usually when people say ‘make yourself at home’ people don’t take that literally.” you giggled, looking at how relaxed he was.

Kai simply rolled his eyes, continuing on with his activities as you sat down next to him. The scent of Kai’s cologne radiated onto you and you couldn’t help but breathe in the sweet scent.

As the two of you watched the show in silence you could feel yourself growing closer to Kai. Either you were slowly moving over or he was but sooner or later your head was leaning against his torso as you slowly became more and more sleepy.

After just a few episodes, Kai became aware of your growing tiredness but wasn’t sure if he should leave or stay. Just as he was about to stand up, you could feel the movement beneath you and you knew you would miss his warmth.

“Stay.” you mumbled under your breath and you could feel Kai collapse back onto the couch beneath you. Your head rested against Kai’s torso as he played lightly with your hair.

With the slow background sound of the TV you gradually drifted off to sleep, grateful it was Kai who’d come to save you on the dance floor.

(a/n) in this imagine I would like to say I’m not trying to romanticize anxiety or anything of that sort. I don’t think these should be put out as if a simple kiss will heal it. Mental health isn’t something that should be romanticized so if this imagine feels as if it is I apologize but I did try and avoid it but I also wanted to say that I won’t write imagines that involve that kind of nature<3

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thebachelordiaries · 4 years

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Clare seeks HIMBO: ‘The Bachelorette’ cast first impressions

The Covid-19 pandemic has been rough for the entire world, but Bachelor Nation faced some dark days too. Going eight months without a single new episode from The Bachelor franchise is something I would really like to not relive.

Fortunately, those dark days are over. Clare’s season has me sucked back in.

The quality of this image is atrocious.

Most of these men—presuming they followed CDC’s social distancing guidelines— haven’t seen a woman in months, are touch deprived, possibly unemployed and contemplating moving back to their hometown while stalking the housing market on Zillow. Everyone’s desperate. That makes for some pretty good TV.

This season features men ranging from ages 26 to 41. We’ve got a boy band manager, a grooming specialist, several men who look like they masturbate in front of full length mirrors and even more who probably want me to join their MLM pyramid scheme.

I’ve never been more ready to roast a bunch of men who have nightmares about going bald. It’s all I’ve wanted to do since March.

Let’s go:

AJ, 28, Software sales

AJ is the kind of guy who writes “Looking for the Pam to my Jim <3″ on his Bumble profile. His bio is generic and probably not reflective of who he is as a person. If I were Clare I’d swipe left.

Ben, 29, Army ranger veteran

“Ben's favorite indulgence is an ice bath.“ Well then.

Alexa, play “Run” by AWOLNATION.

Bennett, 36, Wealth management consultant

Bennett’s profile is the biggest red flag I’ve ever seen. This man says he is the total package but hasn’t always been "this successful and good looking.” But wait, there’s more: “According to Bennett, his high school girlfriend is the only girl he's ever had to work for.“

Can someone tell me what NYC neighborhood he lives in so I can blacklist it?

Blake M1, 31, Male grooming specialist

Blake’s just another stereotypical “29th round draft pick who sat on the bench of the practice team before getting cut, but claims he left the sport due to an injury on his own accord.”

Blake M2, 29, Wildlife manager

This Blake is an outdoorsy Canadian who seems pretty genuine and cool. Unfortunately, he has the face of someone who’d get sent home on night one. I hope I’m wrong.

Brandon, 28, Real Estate Agent

Just another boring hot person. Nothing to see here.

Brendan, 30, Commercial roofer

Brandan, not to be confused for Brandon, “loves some good true crime, working out and hanging out with his friends.” I can’t even make fun of this man. We have the exact same interests.

Chasen, 31, IT account executive

The Winklevoss twins are actually triplets and Chasen is their long lost brother. But more seriously, have you ever seen someone who looks more like their name than this man?

Chris, 27, Landscape design salesman

“Chris hopes to find a woman who is sharp and witty but also easygoing.” Chris, sweetheart, have you met Clare? Easygoing...? There’s still time back out of this before it’s too late.

Dale, 31, Former pro football wide receiver

Dale aggressively screams “Bachelor material.” I’d say he’s auditioning for that role but Matt James already scooped it up. Better luck next year, Daley.

Demar, 26, Spin cycling instructor

Demar is a “very popular spin instructor in Scottsdale and says he can get on that bike and spin to any beat thrown his way.” Imagine how many trophy wives Demar has f*cked?

Eazy, 29, Sports marketing agent

Eazy is very similar to Dale on paper. Except his name is Eazy so he automatically loses that battle.

Ed, 33, Health care salesman

“Ed is looking to find a woman who has natural beauty without looking overly fake.” Ed deserves to die alone.

Garin, 34, Professor of Journalism

Garin’s bio is giving me hubby material vibes. And maybe a little bit of a “gets eliminated on night one” vibe too.

Ivan, 28, Aeronautical Engineer

Ivan, what are you doing here? We’re in a recession. Please go back to your normal job before it’s too late.

Jason, 31, Former pro football linemen

“He is a former NFL offensive lineman who, after suffering too many concussions on the field, decided to prioritize his health and change the direction of his life.” A big, brawny HIMBO with CTE? I feel like he’s Clare’s type.

Jay, 29, Fitness director

There are too many things about Jay that I dislike and I’m trying to keep this brief. Jay says “it's time to take a break from worrying about others and focus on himself instead.” I am willing to bet money that this man has never made a woman c*m.

Jeremy, 40, Banker

Jeremy is the oldest contestant ever to come on "The Bachelorette,” which may seem like a monuments accomplishment but he’s literally only one year older than Clare.

He also “hates Instagram models, both male and female,” so he should have a lot of fun here.

Joe, 36, Anesthesiologist

Before I even saw his profession and location, I thought Joe looked like a doctor I’d find on a NYC dating app...and...uh...I probably did see him on there now that I think about it.

Anyway, this man has apparently been through seven stages of hell while on the front lines fighting Covid-19 in NYC so I definitely think he deserves to find love. Someone marry him please.

Jordan C, 26, Software account executive

I can already tell Jordan is going to get the “I’m young but mature” edit which means he’s probably not going to be good TV.

Too bad someone a tad younger (like Tayshia) wasn’t the Bachelorette. I feel like they’d make a cute couple.

Jordan M., 30, Cyber security engineer

I was going to say something mean but Jordan’s into cyber security and I don’t want my blog to be deactivated, so never mind. Cast photos are historically bad so I’m sure he looks much better in real life.

Kenny, 39, Boy band manager

I could go for the obvious drags regarding this man’s profession (or his sh*tty chest tattoo, or his suspiciously boyish face relative to his age), but I like to think I’m more clever than that.

I’d like to take this time to talk about men, who are obviously difficult people, who rant and rave about how they want an “easygoing” woman. Look into the mirror, bud. No, not the one you use to jerk off to your reflection; the mirror that looks into your soul. Out of respect for the rest of humankind, have some self-awareness. Or maybe just see a therapist.

Mike, 38, Digital media advisor

Mike is seemingly a decent catch, but I can’t help but wonder why he’s still single or how he never (accidentally or on purpose) impregnated a woman in his 38 years of life.

And now that I’m thinking about it, do any of these men have children? I have yet to see any mention of it in their bios. But there are eight men left to review, so there’s still time.

Page, 37, Chef

I spoke too soon. Page is a father! He also hates football! I’m a fan of this man. I was initially going to drag him for his name and say that Page is not a real name. PAIGE is a real name. PAGE is a piece of paper. I’m allowed to say this because we have the same name except mine is spelled the correct way. Based on my (mostly positive) review of his cast bio, I have decided not to hold his name against him.

Riley, 30, Long Island City

Riley, once married with children, would like to go on a family vacation that consists of touring every single MLB stadium in the country. If i were his wife, I would simply never give this man children.

Robby, 30, Insurance broker

No more Robbys on The Bachelorette. Society has evolved past its need for more Robbys.

This Robby described his dream woman as: “Incredibly athletic and able to throw back a few beers with him after a day of hiking. She has a sweet personality and won't mind that he spends his Sundays on the golf course.”

Someone please give this man a sex doll. He just wants a hole.

Tyler C., 27, Lawyer

“Tyler C. is a badass lawyer who says he is a businessman by day and a cowboy by night.” How does that make him a lawyer? Does this mean he’s into cosplay? I’m confused.

Tyler S., 36, Music manager

Tyler makes an honorable living off riding his brother’s dick success as a country singer. “He just LOVES his job!” Uh yeah, I would too if I had a low-show, high-paying job off the merits of nepotism. It’s the American dream.

Yosef, 30, Medical device salesman

Another dad! He’s totally going to pull the “girl dad” narrative. That saying is kind of sexist to me but the masses generally eat it up, so I’m fairly confident Yosef will get the "sweet guy” edit he’s looking for.

Zac C., 36, Addiction specialist

“He loves Philadelphia sports and dreams of sharing a Philly Cheesesteak with his future wife while watching the Eagles win a Super Bowl.” This man is so South Jersey it hurts.

On a more serious note, I don’t think anyone in recent history has spoken openly about their personal struggle with addiction on this show, so I hope Zac gets a chance to tell his story.

Zach J., 37, Cleaning service owner

Zach is seemingly obsessed with Clare already and hopes to introduce her to his mom as his fiancée. Since Zach watched Clare on Juan Pablo’s season, you’d think he’d know that Clare would first meet his mom during the final four hometown dates. Assuming he makes it that far. My prediction is that he won’t.

Final thoughts

After eight long months Bachelor Mondays are back!!!

Uhh....wait.

Actually, we now have the less-exciting Bachelor Tuesdays. Yeah, it definitely doesn’t have the same ring to it. But I’ll take anything at this point.

Here are my final predictions:

First impression rose: Dale. It just looks like he can turn on the bullsh*t charm

Final rose: Jason. Clare wants a HIMBO I just know it.

Bachelor: nobody (Matt James is The Bachelor)

Most likely to get engaged on Bachelor in Paradise: Blake M2

Most likely to get canceled online: Bennett

Most likely to get sent home night one but deserve better: Chris

Who are your favorite men cast on this season?

#The Bachelorette #abc #clare crawley #chris harrison #photo credit: ABC

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pufflyhallows · 5 years

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Butterbeer

Gif not mine

Pairing: Oliver Wood x reader

Summary: Oliver is feeling down with the result of the last game, so the Hogsmeade trip doesn’t seem too exciting until his friend takes him to an interesting shop.

a/n: I realized I had never written anything with a Hufflepuff reader, which is absurd! XD

Warnings: language

Word count: 2,412

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Oliver was not happy.

Harry Potter had been unconscious in the hospital wing for the recent Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw match, in which Gryffindor suffered their worst defeat in three hundred years.

Of course Oliver worried about his friend’s health and he was glad that Harry was perfectly fine now, but the weight of the defeat upon his shoulders was too much. He was the captain, after all. He knew he was the first one to blame and he knew everyone in Hogwarts was talking about it, especially the Slytherins.

For that reason, he wasn’t too excited about the last Hogsmeade trip of the year, unlike his friends, who couldn’t stop talking about it in the common room as they got ready to go out.

“I’m gonna buy as many boxes of Chocolate Frogs as possible,” Noah said as he counted his money, “I don’t wanna wait the entire summer to eat those again.”

“Sometimes I forget you’re a muggleborn,” Riley thought out loud.

“I can send you more if you run out,” Leo patted Noah on the shoulder.

“Thanks, mate.”

“Can we go now?” Oliver asked impatiently.

Noah and Leo looked at each other finding strange their friend’s behavior, but Riley understood very well why Oliver wasn’t quite happy that day.

“Yes, we can,” she replied, standing up and motioning for the boys to go with her. And they did.

Hogsmeade looked just the same as it did on their previous visit. Nothing had really changed, except maybe for the weather. It was slightly hotter now.

“There he goes,” Leo pointed discretely at Percy, who had just entered Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop with his girlfriend Penelope.

Noah smirked, shaking his head. “That’s why he was in such a hurry.”

“Let the boy live,” Riley chuckled, “Where do you guys wanna go first?”

“Honeydukes! I need my Chocolate Frogs,” Noah patted on his pocket, where his money was.

Riley thought Oliver would protest, but the boy didn’t seem to be on the same planet as them. She knew where his mind was and she felt bad for him, hoping the crowded shop would cheer him up somehow.

But it didn’t.

“Where do we go now?” Noah asked with a full mouth as the four friends left Honeydukes.

“Zonko’s?” Leo proposed.

“Sure.”

“Oh, I actually want to go to Tomes and Scrolls,” Riley said, pointing at the bookstore across the street.

“I can go with you,” Oliver offered, finally saying something since they got there and making Riley a little bit more optimistic.

“He can go with you,” Leo repeated, “Noah and I will meet you there later. It might take a while, though.”

“It’s okay. See you later then,” the girl waved and the two boys left towards the joke shop, leaving her alone with Oliver. “Let’s go?”

He nodded, following her to the store he had never paid attention to before.

As they got in, Oliver realized it was way bigger than what it looked like from outside. The shop was completely filled with books of all kinds, shapes and colors. Of course his eyes landed on Quidditch Through The Ages, exposed on a shelf by the door. He inevitably sighed, looking away from it and going further into the store. He did not need a reminder of his failure at that moment.

Riley wasn’t searching for anything specific, she said. She liked to just go there and walk around until something caught her attention, so Oliver decided to do the same.

They parted ways, each of them heading to a different side of the store, and the boy started reading the books’ titles as he walked through the tall shelves, hoping something interesting would come into sight.

He could understand why he had never paid attention to that store before or why it wasn’t as full as Honeydukes. Unfortunately, despite having a nice variety of books, that shop looked abandoned and slightly dirty. But he could also understand why Riley liked it so much. It strangely felt like home.

A bell rang from the entrance, announcing that someone had just come in. Oliver looked at the door curiously, feeling instantly glad he had done so. Standing by the first shelves, two girls talked to each other quietly as one of them pointed at a book with a yellow cover. Oliver’s eyes could not drift away from the girl on the left, wearing a navy blue coat and nodding at whatever her friend was saying about the yellow book. Her beauty illuminated the dusty, sad environment, bringing back the life Oliver knew it once had.

He gulped, his heart growing a warm feeling. The girl was holding a small package in her hands, which he could bet was a chocolate bar from Honeydukes, and he suddenly felt the urge to know what she liked to do in her free time, what was her favorite Quidditch team (if she even liked the sport at all), favorite book genre, favorite drink, her favorite song, her name... Who was that girl?

When the two new visitors started walking further into the shop, consequently closer to where he was, Oliver grabbed the first book he saw and opened it at a random page, pretending to be highly interested in the words written there.

The navy blue coat girl waved at someone behind him, a shy smile on her face that made Oliver’s cheeks heat up. He turned around slowly and a mixture of euphoria with total shock took over him as he saw Riley waving back.

He did not waste a second before walking up to her.

“Who is that girl?” he asked urgently, not caring if he sounded too demanding.

“She’s a Hufflepuff, a year below us. Why?” Riley frowned at her friend’s urgency.

“How do you know her?”

“She helped me in the bathroom once if you know what I mean. Kindest person I’ve ever met, to be honest.”

“What’s her name?”

“I’m not sure, but I think it’s Y/N.”

“You’re not sure?!”

“It was a long time ago, Oliver. Why are you asking me all these questions?” she raised an eyebrow at him.

“How have I never seen her before?”

“I don’t know,” Riley shrugged, “But you didn’t answer me.”

“She’s...” Oliver looked at the other side of the store, where Y/N was. “She’s so beautiful.”

“Ohh...” Riley smirked, “I see.”

Oliver kept staring at the girl with a dreamy look on his face, making Riley laugh. That was completely adorable. And new! She had never seen him like that before.

“Let’s go talk to her,” she proposed.

“What?!” he looked at his friend, “No way.”

“Why not?!”

“What am I going to say?”

“’Hi, my name is Oliver, nice to meet you?’”

“Then what?”

“I’ll help you, c’mon.”

“Riley...”

“Come on.”

Riley pulled her friend gently by the arm towards the two girls on the other side of the store. Oliver felt his heart race increase instantly and his stomach get cold. He hoped his face wasn’t red, but it probably was.

“Hey, Y/N,” Riley risked, praying she had gotten the name right. The navy blue coat girl turned around and smiled.

“Hey, Riley! It’s been a while, how are you?”

“I’m good! I’ve heard about your dad’s promotion on the Ministry. Congrats!”

“Thank you! We’re really happy,” Y/N blushed slightly. “Oh, this is my friend Jade.”

The other girl held out her hand with a polite smile, “Nice to meet you, Riley.”

“Nice to meet you too, Jade,” Riley shook her hand, “This is Oliver.”

“Hi,” he said, shaking Jade’s hand as well.

“Oh, we know Oliver,” Y/N said, making his heart stop completely as he and Riley shared a surprised look. “You’re the Gryffindor captain, right? We watched the game last week.”

Oh no. Riley bit her lower lip nervously.

“Yes, I am,” he nodded, “And I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“Well, you guys made history,” Jade said.

“Jade,” Y/N elbowed her friend discretely.

“It’s okay,” Oliver reassured Y/N, “She’s right, we did.”

“Miss Allen?” the owner of the shop called from behind the counter.

“That’s me,” Jade explained, “Excuse me.”

As the girl left towards the man who had called her, Riley saw the opportunity to give Oliver a little push.

“Oh, I didn’t know Mr. Bennett was here today. I’ll be right back.”

And she headed to the counter as well, leaving Oliver completely alone with Y/N.

“So...” he said, clearing his throat, “You come here often?”

Fucking hell, man. She was probably going to think that was a pick-up line.

...would it be so bad, though?

“I do, actually,” she held the small package against her chest and looked around, “This is my favorite shop in Hogsmeade. It might sound strange, but-”

“It feels like home.”

She looked at him, slightly stunned.

“Exactly,” the girl nodded.

“I get it, even though this is my first time here. It’s a pity I took this long to notice it.”

“Well, it does have a discrete facade,” she smiled kindly at the thought of Mr. Bennett decorating it.

“Yeah,” was all Oliver managed to say. He felt completely lost in her smile and didn’t seem to be able to form any more words.

Y/N noticed the small pause, but the cause of it was unknown to her.

“So, how’s Harry Potter?” she asked to break the silence, “Is he still in the hospital wing?”

“Um... Yes. But he’s okay now, he’s awake. He’ll stay there for just a few more days.”

“I’m glad to hear that. The news scared us all, but I can only imagine what it was like for you and all of his friends. It’s very understandable what happened on the match. You guys were probably still shaken with his situation.”

“Y-Yes. We were,” Oliver agreed, surprised to find sympathy after a week of disapproval. “He was still unconscious when we played.”

“And yet, you guys gave your best. That’s admirable.”

“Thank you. Not many people seem to take that into account.”

“Well, I can’t speak for the entire school, but I can assure you that the Hufflepuffs do. Cedric even had a speech about it,” she chuckled, “Some boys were being... you know.”

“Thank you. Really,” Oliver sighed, feeling like a giant burden had been lifted from his shoulders. It was very good to know that not everyone blamed him. “You have no idea of how much I needed to hear this.”

“I do,” she put a hand on his upper arm and squeezed it gently, “But it’ll be alright. You’ll see.”

If he hadn’t been able to speak when she smiled, he wasn’t able to even breathe now that she had touched him. The feeling of it was so surreal, he couldn’t believe she existed.

“Oh, and Cedric has said countless times that the Gryffindor team is the second best in Hogwarts,” Y/N added, “After Hufflepuff, of course.”

“Of course,” Oliver chuckled, being followed by Y/N. Usually, he would disagree, but this time he let it pass. The sound of her laugh was too sweet to be interrupted.

“What I mean is that this last game won’t change the fact that you guys are really talented,” she explained, “Don’t listen to the Slytherins, you know that’s an old house rivalry.”

“Yeah...” he looked down, “I know.”

“Can you believe they had a delay and it’s going to take another week?” Jade complained as she approached her friend.

“Oh no. And how are you going to pick it up?” Y/N asked.

“Mr. Bennett wanted to send it to me for free, but I said no. I’ll pay for the delivery, it’s not his fault,” Jade sighed, “But I wanted it now! That was the whole point of ordering it here, instead of buying it at Flourish and Blotts.”

“Yeah, that’s a shame.”

“So, let’s go?”

“Sure,” Y/N nodded, “It was nice meeting you, Oliver. See you around?”

“Um... Actually, are you busy right now?” the boy inevitably held his breath as he took his shot.

“I’m afraid so...” Y/N looked hesitantly at Jade, who seemed like she was trying to hide a smirk. “We had planned to go to The Magic Neep now and then to Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop.”

“I can go to Scrivenshaft’s by myself, Y/N,” Jade tilted her head slightly, “You’ll be totally free after The Magic Neep.”

Oliver didn’t say anything as he waited for the two friends to come to an agreement. Y/N took a while before replying.

“You’re right,” and she turned to face Oliver, “I’ll be free after I visit the greengrocer down the street. Why?”

“Well,” he cleared his throat, “I was thinking that maybe we could go to The Three Broomsticks to have a butterbeer and... talk. What do you think?”

Y/N gave her friend a glance, but the girl smiled encouragingly. Oliver couldn’t help but notice the light pink color that Y/N’s cheeks had suddenly acquired.

“That sounds nice,” she answered shyly, “I’d love to.”

“Great! So, see you in...?”

“Half an hour.”

“I’ll be there,” the boy smiled.

“Now, we should get going,” Jade said, “See you around, Oliver.”

“Bye,” Y/N waved at him and followed her friend outside the bookstore.

“Bye,” he whispered as he watched them leave.

He could not describe what he was feeling at that moment. How could a girl turn a boring day into the best one he had had in a week?

“So?!”

He jumped on the spot with the sudden voice behind him. He turned around to meet the eyes of a very excited and curious Riley.

“How was it?!”

“I have a date,” he smiled.

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#oliver wood #oliver wood x reader #oliver wood imagine #oliver wood fic #oliver wood fanfic #oliver wood fanfiction #harry potter imagine #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter fanfic #hogwarts #gryffindor #slytherin #ravenclaw #hufflepuff #random tag #i'm stupid

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amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines · 3 years

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Hey your imagines are really good I was wondering if I could ask what Riverdale imagines are coming up

Hi!! Thank you! How are you?

The next few Riverdale imagines I have are:

Request: Hello good morning, afternoon or night depending on the place you are from❤ I love your work👅 Could you do a headcanon of Sweet Pea dating a sweet, shy and pure girl?? Please??? Love you❤

Request: If you're busy you can ignore this. I really like your poly! Fangs and Sweet Pea and I was wondering if you could do another one. Maybe about what being a family with them would be like. (You know like what kind of fathers would they be.) Thanks!

Request: So I'm kind of in a Jughead mood right now, so I was thinking Reader and Jughead have been friends forever and when becomes a Serpent he wants to protect her but she's stubborn; they argue about it and then someone yells "I love you" and it ends fluffy with kisses.

And I also have this Luke Hemmings imagine to post in between the first two!

Request: Can you do a Luke Hemmings x female reader one-shot? The reader is a British actress and was cast as Elizabeth Bennett in the movie Prejudice and Zombies instead of Lily James (I have nothing against her, it’s just that she needs to be removed from the one-shot in order for it to work) and her boyfriend Luke’s there when she and Sam Riley film Elizabeth and Darcy’s fight scene and they go out for lunch with Sam and his wife afterwards? The scene’s from the video on the YouTube channel Movieclips

Have a lovely day anon, and stay safe!

#ask #answered #answered ask #riverdale #riverdale imagine

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misssophiachase · 4 years

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Putting this here just in case: Celebrity Klaroline, they are co-stars on a super popular show and have been secretly dating for years. They decide to reveal to the public that they are engaged via an Instagram-live during quarantine.

Thank you, luv, this one is so much fun and reminds me of Bob and Eliza my Bellarke babies : ) So, they are my inspiration. I hope you like it, it got a bit longer than I’d envisaged.

Do You Want to Know a Secret?

“So, let me get this straight,” she began. “You’re going to announce your engagement via Instagram Live?”

“Didn’t we just say that?”

“I was repeating myself to emphasise my point not because I didn’t hear you,” Rebekah growled, looking between them. Even via Skype she still had that scary ‘don’t mess with me’ demeanour. “Last time I checked I was your publicist and it’s my job to tell you when you are doing something stupid, today is case in point.”

“And while we appreciate the, uh, services you provide, little sister,” Klaus mumbled. “It really is up to us how we let people know about the engagement.”

“You’ve been secretly dating for years, not one paparazzi shot, not one late-night TMZ ambush, not one Perez Hilton catty headline, not one on-set insider account, not one secret, comic con moment, not…”

“We get the picture, Rebekah,” Caroline interrupted. “We’re stealth as Kol would say.”

“Did he put you up to this? Because on further reflection it seems like one of his immature, ill-conceived ideas.”

“I’ll tell him you send your love, Rebekah,” Klaus teased thinking about his little brother and manager.

Klaus Mikaelson and Caroline Forbes were co-stars of the most popular sci-fi drama on television. Their characters were engaged in an on-again-off-again romance but what the public didn’t know was their favourite on-screen couple were off-screen as well.

Not that it had started out that way, in fact it was more adversarial

2 years earlier…

“You did not just kick me there!” He growled, rolling around on the floor in pain. The director had just called ‘cut’ and the series leads were fighting, yet again.

The tension between them had been present from the first audition and the producers thought it was exactly what they needed in their two leads Cole Hamilton and Riley James.

As predicted, there was fireworks on-screen but off-screen was another story. The tension bubbling below the surface was threatening to boil over. The cast and crew were taking bets on when they were going to finally relieve the tension.

“Like I meant to,” Caroline replied, the slight smile tugging at the end of her lips was telling him otherwise.

“Maybe we should get you a stunt person if you’re going to be such a danger on-set, love?” He insisted, eventually standing up fully recovered.

“Maybe we should get you one of those protective cups for your privates, you know just in case the stunt person accidentally does the same?”

Their mouths were now within inches of each other, their intense gaze showing no signs of faltering.

As it turned out the tension did boil over in her trailer later that day. Bets were won and the couple found ways to relieve the tension, first as a physical arrangement but then they went and fell in love.

“Keeping our relationship out of the public eye has been amazing because we’ve been able to do things at our pace without any intrusion from the media, but it has also been the most difficult experience,” Caroline explained. “There’s only so many years of Uber Eats and Netflix I can handle.”

“Don’t forget the chill part, love,” Klaus murmured in her ear.

“Way to put me off my breakfast! Even I can hear you, Niklaus,” the familiar sound of his brother-in-law came over the speaker.

“Well Lorenzo, maybe you two should go and do that and we can….”

“Why can’t you just put up a cute picture and caption it with a ring emoji? I know it has all been done before but…”

“Everyone is doing Instagram Live, especially during the pandemic.”

“So if they all jumped off a bridge would you do that too, Niklaus? Also, don’t forget I have your Instagram password, Nik.”

“Unbelievable! How did you…” he trailed off before Caroline intervened.

“You don’t know mine. Look, Rebekah, we appreciate your concern but it’s time to go public. And what better time than during a world crisis? If you ask me people need some good news, now more than ever.”

“Fine, I don’t agree but if you’re going to do this you realise there’s no way to control things once you start? People will be going crazy, more so since they’ve been cooped up in isolation and had no idea you were dating let alone engaged.”

Two hours later

“We ready to do this?” She smiled, placing her hand on his. Yes, it was a completely unusual way to announce their engagement, let alone their secret relationship.

“As much as I’ve loved having this time to get to know you,” he murmured. “I’m excited for this next stage in our lives.”

“I know, it will be nice not to have to sneak around anymore,” she shared. “Although, I’m not looking forward to the hate I’ll get from all your female fans upset you’re off the market.”

“You’re worried about my fans, yours are absolutely rabid, love.”

“Well, at least we have the Ciley fandom,” he chuckled. “What do you think they’ll call our real-life ship?”

“The fact you’re asking that means you have been cooped up in quarantine too long,” she teased.

5 minutes later

Before they’d even started to speak the love hearts were flowing in a bright array of colour and the comments began and not just a couple, thousands within the first couple of minutes.

Turns out their fans didn’t need any words to work out what was happening given their steady stream of comments.

“Some of you might be wondering…oh looks like many of you have come to that conclusion already given the comment from @mark91,” Klaus began, “And yes, agreed, I’m a lucky dog.”

“What he’s trying to say is that…oh @jazzy39 glad you like my sweater. But…”

“I’m sorry @rayna001 but yes I’m taken,” Klaus read, a slight chuckle escaping his lips. “Funny you should mention that actually..”

“We wanted to announce that oh @arabella5700 looks like we don’t need to do that anymore.”

They looked at each other briefly before realising their news wasn’t really theirs anymore.

“Yes, we’re engaged,” Caroline murmured feebly, holding up her left hand which keen-eyed fans had already spotted within the first 30 seconds.

“And what better way to announce it than with out fans,” Klaus smiled. “Now, if only we had our own ship name…”

“Looks like @hermione1992 has already offered an option,” Caroline interrupted. “Klaroline, mmm interesting. What do you all think of that?”

After they’d fumbled through quite a few more questions, including what her dress was going to look like and if her co-stars Katherine Pierce and Bonnie Bennett would be bridesmaids, they finished the live stream.

“OMG,” Caroline moaned, flopping onto the couch next to him. “I’m exhausted.”

“It’s like the banks of the dam have given way and…”

“All those questions, it’s like two years worth of them all stored up,” Caroline murmured. “Your sexual prowess was one of my personal favourites.”

“Which you didn’t answer,” he pouted. “People out there are going to think I’m bad.”

“Yeah, because I was going to go into that on an Instagram Live,” she muttered. “I’m sure the parents of our younger fans would love that.”

“And after all that we didn’t get to make our own announcement,” he complained. “They are an observant bunch.”

“Well, give we’re all supposed to be in lock-down I imagine us being in the same place was a dead giveaway. We are now officially hashtag klaroline though,” she giggled. “It kind of has a nice ring to it.”

His phone beeped signalling a new message, Klaus didn’t have to be a genius to realise exactly who it would be. He picked it up lazily and consulted the screen.

“So, how did that go for you?”

“She’s never going to let us live that one down,” Klaus groaned.

#ask #thank you #bitchyandopinionatedteen #klaroline drabbles #misssophiachase #do you want to know a secret #my writing

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fratboykate · 3 years

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Full disclosure: I'm dealing with the cuddliest pupper in the world here and I just thought "I'm giving Riley a doggo." Which is why that's how I presented her impatience. And yeah, I can't imagine at this point they're both not itching to finally kiss but I think it's Riley that's a little less used to impulse control (basing this entirely on Ms. Plaza's utterly chaotic nature irl)

Okay...what will it take for you to come off anon? lmao. I’m dying here. I need a more effective way to get my Rabby content that two asks a day jlksfldhgljskdfg.

Anyway...they definitely get a dog and his name is Claus. Because they met during Christmas. Meet Claus Bennett.

Claus loves to break into the bedroom and ruin Special Time because his moms often. He’s a curious guy. Can you blame him? It always looks like they’re playing without him. He doesn’t want to miss out on the wrestling.

#rabby #happiest season #anonymous #answers

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thegreatobsesso · 1 year

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Find the word tag (note, worth, feign, wing, imaginary)

Thank you for the tag, @jamieanovels!!!

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Simon POV

This morning, there was a simple note on the table where the coffee maker should be: Machine broken. :(

He stared at it as if it’d crack under his disapproval and admit it was joking. Well, at least that explained why none of his friends were here, and this time the explanation for it was simple.

Even Dig had started avoiding him lately. Whenever Simon was near, he started repeating the chorus of some irritating pop song in his head so Simon couldn’t hear what he was thinking.

Yes, things were about to change, but just like that? Like a light switch? It didn’t seem fair and in uncaffeinated moments like this he started feeling sorry for himself.

worth

Simon/Callie POV 🤗

Simon was her, watching the whole thing from some point above, a silent drifting between the floor and ceiling like a movie inside a dream where she almost did it again.

Not meaning to - she wasn’t sure if he’d been trying to kill her but she definitely wasn’t trying to kill him. She was just, doing. She didn’t mean to.

She never meant to. It ought to be engraved on her tombstone. Here lies Callie Ray: She didn’t mean to.

The next morning, she dragged herself out of the dilapidated old house, blinking into the sun, with all her belongings smashed into a single suitcase. She couldn’t hang around anymore, not after that. She’d have to start again somewhere else.

That was alright - rebooting, again and again. She had yet to build anything worth holding onto.

She didn’t even cry.

feign

Simon POV

“Not guilty,” she said.

Not his imagination. Shocked gasps and gauche, intrusive popping of cameras; Virginia’s pained whimper next to him. His heart stopped.

“No, no. Wait.” Callie’s voice cut through the clamor. “Oh, geez. I’m sorry, I meant the other one.”

Virginia squeezed his hand. Riley sat stone-still as ever, her gaze fixed on Callie. The judge banged his gavel and called for order, for Callie to take the proceedings seriously, and to restate her plea for the record while she looked around the room, feigning alarm through thinly veiled delight.

“Guilty, I swear,” she declared, her voice as loud and clear as it’d ever been. “You have to forgive me, your honor, it’s been a tiring couple days. But I totally did it, hundred percent, guilty of murder in the first degree.”

wing x2

Callie POV

Now she had her bearings. It would be down the hall, up three flights of stairs, left, past the common room, up and right to get to her old room in the graduate wing. The opposite direction down the hall, around the courtyard, up a small flight of stairs and down another to the entrance hall. She knew how to get to the classrooms from here, the underclassmen wings she grew up in, the dining hall, the rooftop courtyards.

None of this mattered, so why was she reciting it like the rosary? She was as much a prisoner here as she’d been in prison itself. She couldn’t wander through the corridors, curl up on a common room couch, linger in front of the fires in the entrance hall and practice spells while she watched people pass by.

There used to be a portrait of Dorian Page at the base of the stairs that led to the headmaster’s quarters, surrounded by smaller portraits of former headmasters. Now Dorian was a small portrait too, and Bennett’s picture loomed over her instead.

Acid churned in her stomach.

imaginary

Callie POV

Maybe she wasn’t special. Maybe she never would be, and chasing it would be her downfall, just like dad always said. We mustn’t seek our own glory.

Maybe the thing to do was move back to her hometown, find a guy to marry, pop out a couple kids and stock shelves at the supermarket. Wear cardigans. Mom jeans. Watch the kids throw toys all over the floor and run circles around the house screaming at the top of their lungs while her husband watched game shows in his fucking recliner. He was an accountant or a mechanic or some other kind of skim-milk sad-sack and he was nothing whatsoever like Peter.

Like getting T-boned by a semi: one moment she was gripping the orblex, stewing over the laziness of her imaginary faceless future husband and the next-

Bullshit. What the fuck? She shook her head. Crazy-dust must’ve settled while she was lost in her thoughts.

Double down. Focus.

What do you want, Callie Ray, you fucking wreck?

Tagging @dontjudgemeimawriter, @chauceryfairytales, @drippingmoon, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams and @pertinax--loculos with the new words break, fix, hold, piece and together :)

#oc: callie #oc: simon #tw: death mention #tw: language #tag game #my WIP #the insuppressible callie ray #writing #writeblr #original novel #writing excerpts

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