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Scars

Request: Hey, Could you write a reader x Jasper Hale where he is helping her tend wounds after she is attacked and discovers her scars (she’s self conscious about) from an accident she had as a kid? Thank you!!

Pairing: Jasper Hale x reader 

Warnings: Scars, angst, car accident mention 

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May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨

a Can of Soup

Request: Can you please do a Isaac brett or Derek one in youre sick series ❤️

Note: I chose to do Isaac because a lot of people have been asking for imagines with him in it. Plus, I just miss Lahey lol. 

The shrill, piercing doorbell rang in my ears as I laid on the couch. Groaning, I pushed myself up and stumbled over to the front door, glaring through the window to see who dared to disturb my misery.

           Of course. Isaac. Who else?

           “Hey.” He offered me a small smile.

           “Hi,” I said in return, hands automatically flying to my hair to try and tame the rats nest I was sure I was sporting.  “What are you doing here?”

           “Stiles said that you were sick.” He said simply. He held up a metal can. “I brought soup.”

           Grunting a slight thanks, I waved him inside, mumbling, “Let me go get changed. Just wait on the couch.”

           “You don’t have to change.” Isaac stopped me. “You look fine- I mean, for a sick person.”

           I rolled my eyes. I highly doubted his words. He was probably just being polite. More than likely I look like something that crawled out of a shower drain and then died. “Right.”

           Isaac padded over into the kitchen. “Where do you keep your bowls?”

           “Bottom shelf.” I responded, leaning heavily against the doorway in an attempt to fight the crippling nausea I was feeling.

           “So, what do you have? A fever, or…?”

           “A stomach bug. Honestly, I’m dying.”

           He snorted. “Tragic.”

           “Absolutely. I wouldn’t wish this on anyone. Not even my worst enemy.”

           Isaac snickered as he popped open the can of soup with ease and dumped its contents into a bowl. “Well, hopefully you’ll be able to keep this down. Are you thirsty? Do you want some ice water?”

           “That would actually be great. Thanks. Cups are on your right.”

           Isaac quietly fetched two glasses and filled them carefully. He passed me one, but my weak hands nearly dropped it. Luckily, Isaac’s crazy good reflexes kept it from hitting the floor. “You good?” He asked as I accepted the cup with two hands this time.

“Yeah.” I cautiously took a sip. “Do you want to sit down? Maybe watch a movie?”

           “I can’t stay long.” Isaac smiled sadly. “I’ve got a Biology test today. I don’t really want to miss it. I just wanted to come and check on you and make sure you were alright.”

           My heart was pounding in my chest. I was strangely dizzy, and I couldn’t tell if it was from the stomach bug or Isaac. “That’s really sweet Isa-” I stopped talking suddenly, closing my mouth and nearly sprinting for the bathroom. The stomach bug. Definitely the stomach bug.

 —

Once I was done, I brushed my teeth vigorously. Isaac stood in the doorway, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. “Are, um, you alright?”

           “Now that I’ve got that nasty taste out of my mouth? I’m definitely more than alright.” I gave myself the once-over in the mirror. I looked like actual trash. But Isaac didn’t seem to mind.

           “You know, I was thinking…” Isaac started, leaning his shoulder on the door frame.

           I gurgled some Listerine and spit. “Yeah?”

           Isaac’s face was red. “Well, I… I don’t really want to leave you alone like this so… if the offer for the movie is still available… I’d like to take you up on it.”

           “But what about your test?” I questioned, wiping my mouth off.

           Isaac’s signature lop-sided smile took up residence on his face. “I can make it up some other time. I’d much rather look after you for the rest of the afternoon.”

This is so embarrassing but I’m really desperate. My dad is really homophobic and I don’t feel safe here at all. I don’t have any friends or family that can help me out and between school and everyday expenses I haven’t been able to save anything. I started a gofund me to help raise money so I can move out of my dad’s house. This is the LINK  and I’m hoping you can share this so maybe someone who can is willing to help me out although I understand if you aren’t comfortable doing that. Either way thanks for reading 

hey i wanna add that this is a submission, please dont send me asks about this or donate to me

Dating Thor would include:

Him treating you like a fucking queen

“M’lady”

Can I try to lift your hammer again?

“Even you my dear, are not worthy”

Being offended

Siding with Tony and Steve about what’s worthy and not

You braiding his hair

Him acting like he hates it

But he doesn’t

Man buns

While on the topic of hair, you insisting to put his in a ponytail before a mission or battle

Trying some of his liquor

The things after you try some of his liquor ;)

Trips to Asgard

You teaching him about modern day culture

Him not understanding a word you said

Bickering about which celebrity is the hottest

Both settling for Johnny Depp

Him being protective asf

Him trying to copy what you call “relationship goals”

Loyalty

Overall being in the cutest relationship ever

“The United States Government is offering you a piece of land of your own.”

“We have our own land.”

“No, it’s not yours. It’s the US Government’s.”

S1E6 - “Pride, Pomp and Circumstance”

For lavalitaa4

Good Morning

Characters: Thor/You

Description: Could you do a fluffy Thor fic where there’s morning cuddles involved? (requested by anon)

A/N: Aw, okay! This sounds cute :)

You woke up at almost 10:00 to light streaming through your windows. You attempted to lift your hand to brush some hair out of your face, but you found that both of your arms were trapped by the grasp of your boyfriend.

“I’m sorry,” you heard him say, and you almost screamed in surprise. 

“Thor, oh my god! I didn’t know you were awake!” you exclaimed, trying to control your breathing.

“I’m sorry,” he laughed, his chest rising up and down from his laughter. “Here,” he said, loosening his old on you so that you could move your hands.

“Thanks,” you sighed, brushing your forehead so that the strand of hair there moved to its correct position. As soon as you set your arms back down, Thor grabbed them and held you tight, again. 

“Aw, c’mon,” you whined playfully, not actually minding how he was acting.

“What, can I not just lay here and enjoy your company?” Thor asking jokingly.

“No, you can. I’m just saying that you don’t have to crush me to death while you’re doing so,” you laughed.

“I’m sorry, is this better?” Thor wondered as he constricted his arms around you, making it harder to breathe.

“Thor!” you exclaimed, your eyes widening. “Give me a break!”

“Alright,” he chuckled, his voice still low from waking up. His arms relaxed a bit, giving you more room to move around. He still held you close, though, making sure you couldn’t go too far away. “Good morning,” he mumbled, and you hummed in response.

The two of you were silent for a few moments before you remarked, “This is actually quite comfortable,” burying your head under into his chest. You couldn’t help but notice how muscular it was.

“It is,” Thor agreed, leaning down and kissing your head lovingly. “We should do this more often.”

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