“Oh- Jiminie,” Yoongi whispers softly, eyes wide open as he looks at what’s inside the box, “Is it-”
“It’s a promise!” he cuts, nervous, “um, it’s not- I’m not-” he takes a deep breath, “I know we can’t, yet, but I wanted to have something to symbolize that we are together, that you’re the love of my life and something to remind you of me,” he finishes with a shaky smile.
or in which Jimin starts working at a new school as a kindergarten teacher, receiving some inappropriate comments about his relationship; he's sad and Yoongi tries to cheer him up the best way he knows how to.
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“My Favorite Boys” (Being The Young Bucks' Little Sister and she's dating Henry Cavill)
Matt and Nick are very overprotective people with their loved ones and more especially with their little sister; you.
So when your older brothers had found about the actor Henry Cavill dating their little sister, their protectiveness went into overdrive because they don't want you to get your heartbroken;
Though sometimes their protectiveness gets annoying to you.
"He's not the one for you Y/N" Nick and Matt would often say about your boyfriend.
"How would y'all know? You haven't even met Henry yet! He makes me happy, I love him and he loves me! The main reason why I don't let you meet him is because of your overprotective asses!" You spat out in frustration and that made them stop badmouthing Henry.
Meanwhile, Henry wants to meet them, to let Matt and Nick know how much he loves you.
"I don't think it's that bad love, I want to meet your brothers, I want to befriend them and prove to them that I will never ever hurt you" he smiled and kissed your forehead
As soon as they met; after all the "hurt her and we'll kill you" threats are out of the way;
The three of them were literally inseparable.
Matt and Nick made him a member of the Elite, to the amusement of Kenny and Hangman (and to Brandon's jealousy, he literally thinks that Henry is his replacement)
He often appears in their BTE vlogs
Matt and Nick also offered to train Henry to wrestle
And in turn Henry introduces them to the world of Warhammer, becoming closer than ever.
Heck, Kal is even The Elite's new mascot.
"And yet I thought you both hate him, nowadays he spends more time with you guys than me!" You joke
"He's a cool guy! And Nick and I know that you'll be happy with him (Y/N/N)." Matt spoke
"I'm a lot happier now that all of my favorite boys get along."
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Warnings: none, but let me know if there should be any
Summary: You live with Steve in his apartment, and you're feeling a bit down for something that happened on today’s mission. Luckily, he always has a way of lifting your spirits.
A/N: I came up with this idea a few nights ago, and I decided to give it a try. I know it could’ve been more than a platonic relationship, but I’m a total sucker for Dad!Steve, so I chose to go with that. I hope you love it as much as I do, enjoy it, my lovelies! :) <3
Another day, another mission accomplished and a rewarding rest afterwards at the apartment you shared with none other than Captain America himself, Steve Rogers.
For some unknown reason, although probably due to his righteous and protective nature, Steve had taken responsibility for you from the very first day you joined the team of superheroes. Ever since, your relationship had only grown and soon he became like a father to you, to the point where you even called him "dad". It'd started one day, as nothing more than a joke, but flash forward and the next thing you know if you're calling him that without a single drop of irony in your voice. He certainly didn't seem to mind, he quickly got used to it and you could even say he took some pride in it.
One thing led to another and you ended up moving in with him, to his apartment in Brooklyn. The place was lovely and being completely honest, living with him was the best that had ever happened to you. He was the best that had ever happened to you.
Tonight, after running some errands for S. H. I. E. L. D., you were both chilling in your apartment, you laying spread on the couch in the small living room, and Steve in the kitchen, taking care of dinner, since it was his turn to cook. The record player was on, the typical music from the 40's Steve was obviously very fond of and you’d taken a liking to filling the air. Everything felt perfect. Or almost everything.
Even though you wanted to relax and have a good time along Steve like any other night, you couldn't stop thinking about today's mission and what had happened during it. At some point, you'd decided to do things a bit differently from what was planned, trying to be more practical, yet it’d had the exact opposite effect. Your intentions were good, but you'd been impulsive and reckless. Luckily, everything had ended up just fine, however, the guilt was eating you up from inside.
"(Y/N)," Steve called, from the kitchen, "dinner's ready!"
"Oh, okay, coming!"
"Hey, you okay?" the blond man asked when you entered the room, while he finished setting two plates of pasta on the table. The delicious smell of the dish reached your nose, provoking your mouth to start watering. You sure were feeling down, but hunger hadn’t gone anywhere and, having in mind Steve’s impressive cooking skills, which he’d been perfecting over the years, you had to confess: you were starving.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, just..." you sighed, then motioned with your hand, dismissively. You didn’t really want to talk about it, what was there to say anyways? You were only going to bring Steve’s mood down. Surely after having something in your belly you’d feel a lot better, right? Or, well, maybe you should apologise. Again.
"Are you still thinking about what happened at today's mission?"
Ah, always so perceptive, Steve. It was a good thing, but you weren’t sure it was gonna help this time.
"Yeah," you admitted, "I was a complete idiot, and I put the whole mission in danger. I put you in danger, dad," you said, the guilt reflected on your features, “I’m so sorry.”
"Mmm, you did mess up big time," he said, the corner of his mouth lifting a little bit, "but we all do every now and then. Besides, your idea was good, the problem was doing it so suddenly and without letting anybody else know, kid," he added, cocking an eyebrow, "however, everything turned out alright, and as long as you learn from this experience, you should stop worrying about it so much."
You understood that, and expressed your agreement with a nod, nevertheless, the heaviness inside your chest remained there unbothered, and you simply couldn't seem to shake it, something that certainly didn't go unnoticed by Steve.
At that precise moment, the next song on the vinyl started playing, and that gave him just the perfect idea to cheer you up. He surprised you by grabbing your hand, pulling you closer to him and placing his other hand on the small of your back. He then leaned forward slightly and tilted his head a bit, pressing his cheek against yours.
“What are you-?”
“Heaven, I’m in heaven,” Steve sang, trying his best to imitate the singer’s voice coming out of the record player, and swaying softly, “and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak…”
You couldn’t stop yourself from giggling at this. His impression was hilarious, and the gesture to try to make you feel better was purely wholesome. You swayed along, your bodies pressed snugly together, allowing you to inhale his comforting smell of cleanness mixed with that characteristic touch of sweetness and cinnamon that made you feel at home. You could feel the heaviness that filled your heart draining slowly, leaving your body, and your spirits being lifted with every small step you two took around the kitchen.
“...and I seem to find the happiness I seek…” he continued to sing through a gentle chuckle that turned the corners of his lips up, his blue eyes closed, enjoying the cosy moment with you.
“...when we’re out together, dancing cheek to cheek…” you joined him, a wide smile spreading across your face, and the fun and bliss of the moment reflecting in your voice. You closed your eyes too, letting yourself flow and move along to the tune. How could you possibly not profoundly adore this man? Everytime you were in need of some cheering up, he knew exactly what to say or what to do to make you feel better. Everytime. And you couldn’t thank him enough.
As the song came to its end and the next one began, you both slowed the pace until you finally stood still, in the middle of the kitchen, dinner still waiting for you on the small table a few inches from you.
“Feeling better?” he asked, leaning back to look at you, his blue eyes almost gazing into your very soul, filling it with warmth and love.
“Yeah,” you replied, “much better. Thank you, dad,” you expressed wholeheartedly.
“I’m glad, kiddo,” he said with a soft smile. “Now,” he clapped his hands together, “ I think we’d better eat dinner before it gets cold.”
“That is a great idea, yes,” you agreed, as both of you made your way to the table and took a seat.
The food was as delightful as you were expecting, and you of course let Steve know. The rest of your evening passed smoothly and pleasantly, as most of the moments you shared together. You would never understand what the tall man with kind eyes sitting across from you had seen in you the day you first met him, but you were grateful that he’d seen it and decided to take you under his wing, because you wouldn’t trade one single moment of yours shared with him for anything in the world. He made you so happy and, although he’d never exactly expressed it in full words, you knew the feeling was mutual.
I may or may not have lost the last one, so here it is, the 2.0 version. Hope you enjoy, lovelies! :D <3
Newt Scamander x Reader
Good Memories: Just imagine how sad it would be saying goodbye to Newt and the others at the end because you’re a muggle/no-maj like Jacob, and, like him and Queenie, you and Newt can’t be together.
Some Comfort: You can’t sleep because you’re frightened and in distress due to a situation. However, Newt is always there to make you feel better.
Our Happy New Year: You are celebrating New Year’s Eve with Newt and your family, when Newt decides it is the right time to start the new year with a slight change involving the two of you.
Asleep: You fell asleep in the couch while working, fortuntely Newt is there to take you to bed.
Hope: Newt is fighting in WWI and all is left for you to do is wait and hope for the best.
With you: You’re helping Newt take care of his criatures, basking in how much you love him, when he gives you unexpected (and not very pleasant) news.
Travels, Changes and Goodbyes: Newt and you are saying goodbye to your apartment in order to go seeking the next adventure.
Grades: You and Newt are chatting after the results of an exam, simply joking together and enjoying yourselves. ;)
Beautiful: Now, imagine having issues with your appearance and your size, and you and Newt go out to eat but he notices something wrong and you finally tell him about it.
Avengers X Reader
Being Peter Parker’s Best Friend would involve… (Headcanon).
Tour Guide (Peter Parker x Fem!Reader): You’re a new student at Midtown School of Science and Technollogy and Principal Morita assigns Peter Parker the task of showing you around the school.
Spider-comfort (Peter Parker x Fem!Reader): Spider-man is running from a gang of teenagers when he finds you sitting on a roof, sad, and tries to comfort you.
Salted Caramel (Steve Rogers x Platonic!Reader): You have an anxiety attack one day and the First Avenger comes to the rescue. In a fatherly way, just to clarify, hehe.
Cheek To Cheek (Steve Rogers x Platonic!Reader): You live with Steve in his apartment, and you're feeling a bit down for something that happened on today’s mission. Luckily, he always has a way of lifting your spirits.
Dating Bucky Barnes would include... (Headcanon)
Draco Malfoy X Reader
Halloween Special: It’s your fifth year at Hogwarts and you decide to change things up a little bit by making a mix between muggle and magical traditions in Halloween.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“He licks his lips, “If you want…” he trails off and Jimin looks confused for a second, brows furrowing a bit.
“Want what, hyung?” the younger asks, voice careful and he shouldn’t feel this shy, considering they’ve been dating for over a year now- but he still has a hard time voicing out these kinds of things.
Yoongi gulps and breathes, “Me to help you,” he says pointedly and heat is already rising to his cheeks through his neck. Jimin blinks for a moment before he looks surprised, lips forming a perfect ‘o’.”
or in which Jimin gets hard prerecording Blood Sweat & Tears for a music show, and Yoongi just wants to help his boyfriend.
So I was here, hating school but also feeling bad about hating school because 'dark academia' and I think I've figured out the problem. You don't have to like school, really, you can, sure, but you don't have to. Not all of it, not any of it. Because a) nothing guarantees that the school you go to is good and is actually teaching you something. And b) nothing guarantees that whatever topic your teachers are talking about will be of great interest to you. We crave knowledge, but not necessarily the one we are provided in school. It's like some headcanon I read the other day about Ravenclaws. They're the cleverest little fucks out there (all my love to the ravens out there 💙), but that doesn't mean they're necessarily the best in school, like Hermione. They surely know a lot of what they're passionate about, but if they have no interest in something, why would they have to know it all?
I think the same happens here.
So feel free to dislike school, even if you are a dark academia. And also feel free to like it, of course.
doesn't it ever happen to you that you get weirdly attached to a character or group of characters and then, whenever you're not watching the show or reading the book or whatever they're in, you feel sad and you miss them somehow? as if you were already used to their company and so when that's missing you just feel incomplete in some way?
'cause that's exactly how I'm feeling right now. :(
