; so i'm PRETTY sure you requested this like a week ago

anonymous asked:

Could you do some some headcanons for Sasuke, Deidara and Kisame how they would take care of their s/o who has her period and has strog pain? (Could you also do Naruto if you don't mind?) I'm in so much pain right now 😭 stupid Period!

I didn’t do Naruto because the rules specify that it’s only 3 characters per request for headcanons.

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♦ Initially, Sasuke would be totally clueless about it. He’d notice that you were in pain, but as the cause wouldn’t be apparent, he’d confusedly stare at you for a few minutes before stepping in to ask you what’s wrong.

♦ When you’d tell him it’s period cramps, he’d let out an awkward “oh” and pause again for a while before asking you if he can do anything to help.

♦ He would be very embarrassed if you asked him to stop at the drug store to buy tampons or pads, but he’d run to it if it were just for painkillers.

♦ I think he would be the kind of guy to be terrified of periods and therefore would become totally whipped during this time of the month to make sure you don’t hold it against him. Or burst into tears or a fit of anger. In other words, even if he’s not a cuddle person usually, if you asked him for cuddles he’d immediately do it, no questions asked, just because he wants to do anything in his power to make you feel better.

♦ This time of the month would probably remind Sasuke of the times he was sick or his parents were gone and Itachi had to care for him. He’d definitely try to act like Itachi did to him back then and cook too much food. He’d probably try to ask Sakura for advice if he’s feeling hopeless.


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♦ Deidara would probably be grossed out by it to be honest. I’m pretty sure periods are a taboo subject with him and mentioning it is enough to make him run away. He would be the kind of guy to see you in pain and say “Come on, it can’t be that bad”. He just doesn’t get it.

♦ The most he’d ever do for you during this time of the month is bring you medicine or your heating pad, but only if you ask for it. It’ll never be a spontaneous thing on his part.

♦ He would also be very hesitant on touching you in any way by fear of making things worse. He’s convinced that you need as much space as possible during your period and that things like kissing or cuddling will just make the pain worse for some reason. Like I said, he has no idea how periods actually work, and he’s not interested in learning about it.

♦ Asking him to buy you tampons or pads is useless. He won’t do it. Ever. His masculinity is too fragile for that.

♦ Deidara would be completely against the idea of period sex. He’s not putting his dick or his hands anywhere near your vagina. Hell no.


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♦ Kisame would be one of the chillest people when you would be on your period. Need tampons or pads ? No problem, he’s got it covered. Need your heating pad ? Look beside you, he put it there about 5 minutes ago.

♦ He would give you the best back rubs if you asked him to give you one. He doesn’t understand how periods work but he knows it puts you in a lot of pain so he’d do anything to make it more bearable for you.

♦ Kisame is a firm believer of “take care of your s/o during their period and you’ll be rewarded for your actions for the next 3 weeks”, so you can be sure he’d do pretty much whatever you want when you’re on your period just so he can get his reward when it’s over, if you know what I mean

♦ Kisame definitely wouldn’t judge you if you ever had any weird period cravings and would 100% follow you if you ever felt like going out to eat ramen at 3AM.

♦ If you told him having sex could help relieve your pain, you can be sure he’d do it. It’s just blood. He’s not grossed out by it at all.

great minds think alike

great minds think alike a lai guanlin scenario
word count: 2365
genre: fluff ; best friends to lovers au
warnings: none

blurb: you attend your high school prom with your best friend, lai guanlin. it wasn’t unusual for young girls to expect a lot to come out of this special night, so was it wrong for you to hope for just a little something more?

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rusametrash  asked:

Hi there ! I'm not sure if you're still doing requests, but can I have one where the Chocobros reacting to their s/os doing a ballet performance ? Thanks a bunch ! 😊

Ballet is so pretty! I hope that I got the names of the positions and stuff right.

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Noctis

“Is it okay if I use one of the citadels rooms while you’re in the meeting with your dad?” You asked, but that was hours ago, and the young Prince was getting fidgety, he’d much rather be with you than these old men in this stuffy room.

Noctis was trapped in a meeting about some type of boring politics, watching as even his Father was starting to doze off at the boringness of it all, and it had been going on for 3 hours!

“I’m going to throw this man out a window if he mentions the tax on potions one more time.” Regis groaned softly, earning a snicker from Clarus and his son.

“…so that brings be to the point that we raise the potion tax…”

“Viscount Alder, we are not to raise the taxes any further, we are comfortable where we are. As this meeting has drawn on long enough and I and the Prince are needed elsewhere, we shall draw this meeting to a close.”

Noctis couldn’t have left the room fast enough, he knew that Ignis would set you somewhere along the grand ballroom, it was one of his personal favor place to nap. So when the young Prince found music coming from one of the Green room, he pushed open the door only to stop short.

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Cold Feet

Hello, Love bugs!

Dan x Reader

Warnings- nothing just fluff.

Just something quick while I write my longer requests.-Can you do Dan x reader based on death of a bachelor by panic! -Anon


“Are you getting cold feet?” Dan and yourself were watching the workers set up the chairs for your wedding that would be later that evening. You decided that the rule of not seeing each other was too much work. It was only eight in the morning so you both had plenty of time to spend the day trying to relax. Trying being the main word used. 

“I don’t know. You tell me.” With that, you felt Dan’s feet rub on your legs giving you goosebumps. 

“Jesus Dan! With feet like that, you should have packed your bag a week ago.” Dan leaned over to steal some of your fruit from your plate.

“No love it’s just how cold my heart is. No, my feet aren't cold. Are yours?”

“They were like a month ago. I know it’s stupid to be like I'm nervous to spend the rest of my life with you when all I literally think about is my life with you. But I just was thinking about everything. So many marriages end in divorce and there is nothing I want more than to be with you forever.” Dan tapped his lap to make you come over. You obliged moving to his lap to rest your head on his shoulder while his arms wrapped around you. 

“You’re worried about us falling out of love?” You nodded pressing a kiss to his neck. “How is it I’m the one who falls in love with a person who loves me so much? “ You smiled as you went to kiss his neck again. “ you’re tickling my neck.” 

“Good.I like your laughter. I suppose you could say I would like it for a lifetime.Have you written your vows yet?” You pulled away from his shoulder to look at him. "Daniel Howell you better have that shit written down on a paper in your suit pocket.” Dan smiled like a fool with his dimples poking out.

“Do you want to hear a line from it?” 

“What the hell, why not?” Dan cleared his throat with a dramatic flourish.

“I’m pretty sure every time I wake up and look at you it feels like my heart is going to burst.” 

“I’m pretty sure there is some lyrics from a Panic! song in there but it’s still disgustingly adorable.” 

“I’m glad I gave you that line now so you don’t call me out in front of everyone.” Without a second thought You crashed your lips into his with a smile on both on your faces.

anonymous asked:

Hi... I'm studying Japanese and I have my final test in a few weeks. I just can't for the life of me understand when to use which kind of conditional (I've learnt all four kinds). When do I use と、ば、なら and たら? I heard a classmate saying that たら is used in all contexts whereas と can only be used in very particular cases. Is it true that I can just use たら for any time that I'm trying to say 'if'? Can you please explain when to use which kind? Thank you so much if you answer!!

Heya! I apologize for taking so long to answer this; I wanted to make sure I got you the correct information and could explain it as simply as possible. I’m not an expert on these conditionals, but I hope the information will be useful to you. ^^

たら is pretty much a basic conditional that’s used for all kinds of situations, and it tends to be pretty flexible. It has the simple mean of “If X happens, then Y.” 

You can use たら for hypothetical situations–situations beyond your control or impossible situations that are hard to imagine like striking it rich, being someone you’re not, etc. In this case, たら has an “if” meaning.

明日、雨が降ったら、私達は山に登れない。
If it rains tomorrow, we won’t be able to climb the mountain.

成績が良かったら、両親が車を買ってくれるかも。
If I get good grades, my parents may buy me a car.

*もし私が彼女だったら、そんなことはできない。
If I were her, I wouldn’t be able to do something like that.

お金があったら、ホテルを買います。
If I had the money, I’d buy a hotel.

**もし means “if.” It is used in statements when you are not sure if something will happen; it basically adds uncertainty to the statement.

Then you have the probable situations, which are situations that you know for a fact are going to take place after the condition is met. たら has a “when” meaning.

帰ったら、電話します。
I’ll call when you get home.

ケンさんは、卒業したら、イギリスに引っ越すつもりだ。
When Ken graduates, he will move to England.

For these above sentences, it’s not a matter of if a person gets home or if Ken graduates. It’s when.

たら is also used in advice such as in ~たらどうですか and suggestions.

分からなかったら、先生に聞いたらどうですか。
If you don’t understand, why don’t you ask the teacher?

参考したらいい。(casual)
You should participate.

Also invitations and requests.

良かったらどうぞ。
Please take this (if it’s okay).

雨が降らなかったら、ピクニックに行きませんか 。
If it doesn’t rain, would you like to go on a picnic?

トムさんに会ったら、この本をあげてくれる。
If you see Tom, give this book to him (for me).

There are other ways to use たら, but I don’t want to make this even more confusing by adding those in there, and I doubt it would be on your exam because I just learned it not too long ago. Here are some more examples on たら sentences from Maggie Sensei.


と basically means “whenever.” It expresses a natural consequence of a condition. It differs from たら in the sense that たら highlights more of a one time, specified event. と, however, can be a habitual, recurring event, meaning “every time/whenever X happens, Y happens as a result.”

Natural consequence

春になると、桜が咲く。
When it’s spring, flowers bloom.

Giving instruction

ボタンを押すと、電気が点く。
When you press the button, the light turns on.

Giving directions

ここを右に曲がると、図書館があります。
If you turn right here, there’s a library.

It doesn’t have to be strictly a natural consequence either, but rather, it could be an expected consequence–that is something you know will happen or is supposed to happen as in a cause and effect relationship.

アナさんは、その映画を見ると、泣きます。
Anna cries whenever she watches that movie.

寒くなると、私は風邪を引きます。
Whenever it gets cold, I get sick.

私は一所懸命勉強しないと、上手にならない。
If I don’t study hard, I won’t improve.

You can find some more awesome examples here from Maggie Sensei! :D

と, however, does have restrictions. There are certain situations where you cannot use と, and in such cases you would be better off using たら。In situations that express desire, a request, a command, or an intention, you should not use と for.

雨が降らないと、ピクニックに行きませんか。X
If it doesn’t rain, would you like to go on a picnic?

トムさんに会うと、この本をあげてくれる。 X
When you see Tom, give him this book for me. (Just keep giving it to him every time you see him).

日本に行くと、京都に行きたいです。X
When I go to Japan, I want to go to Kyoto.

ケンさんは卒業すると、イギリスに引っ越すつもりだ。X
When Ken graduates, he will move to England.


ば is also pretty general as well. It’s just a basic hypothetical conditional. It’s more flexible than と but still has some restrictions.

よく運動すれば、元気になります。
If you exercise often, you’ll be healthy.

駅の近くに住めば、いい。
It’ll be good if you live close to the station.

When the second sentence is in the past tense, it becomes a counterfactual statement, such as “I should’ve done something.”

昨夜ピザを食べなければ、よかった。
I shouldn’t have eaten that pizza last night.

私は勉強すれば、合格しました。
I would’ve passed if I had studied.

Restrictions

Even though ば is a general conditional, you don’t want to have a negative result. These sentences may happen, but they sound unnatural and odd.

私はバスで乗れば、遅れます。X
If I take the bus, I’ll be late.

パーティーに行けなければ、友達がいない。X
If you don’t go to the party, you won’t have friends.

Unlike と conditional、the ば conditional can express situations of desire, intention, command, or requests; however, it is only certain instances. In order to use ば in this case, the verb in the first sentence must not be an action (to go, to do, to swim, to eat, etc.). It has to be a stative sentence (nouns, adjectives, is, are, to exist, etc.).

お金があれば、ホテルを買いたいです。
If I had money, I’d want to buy a hotel.

彼女は先生ならば、答を知っています。
If she’s a teacher, she’ll know the answer.

暇ならば、カフェに行きませんか。
If you’re free, would you like to go to a cafe?

高ければ、買わないでください。
Please don’t buy it if it’s expensive.

Where you can’t use ば

However, you can’t use the ば conditional in these ways if the verb in the first sentence is an action verb. These are taken from the と examples, and these would all be wrong if used in this fashion.

雨が降らなければ、ピクニックに行きませんか。 X

日本に行けば、京都に行きたいです。X

トムさんに会えば、この本をあげてくれる。 X

ケンさんは卒業すれば、イギリスに引っ越すつもりだ。X

More awesome examples on the ば conditional.


なら conditional I’d like to think of as the “exclusive conditional.” なら can often be used with ば as you can see in some of the ば examples, and it’s sometimes interchangeable with ば. なら singles out, reiterates, contrasts, or summarizes a point. It’s kind of like saying “If X is the case or If what you said is true, then Y.”

A: 海外に行ったことがありますか?
Have you ever been abroad?

B: モナコなら行ったことがあります。
If it’s Monaco, then yes.

A: 日本語を読めますか。
Can you read Japanese?

B: ひらがななら読めます。
If it’s in hiragana, I can read it.

A: このブラウスは高すぎるね。
This blouse is too expensive!

B: 高いなら、買わないで。
If it’s expensive (like you say it is), don’t buy it.

その店なら、おいしい寿司を食べられます。
If it’s that restaurant, you can eat delicious sushi.

ケンさんなら、できるよ。
If it’s Ken, he can do it.

Below, is some more awesome information on conditionals.

Conditional Statements Part 1: たら
Conditional Statements Part 2: と

I do hope this helps you out. Thank you for your question. If anyone sees anything that is wrong in here, please let me know. ^^

質問ありがとう。頑張って、アノニマスさん!

Rebelcaptain Appreciation Week day two writing prompt: Comfort

Right. Okay. So people seemed to enjoy the drabble from yesterday, so here’s a much requested follow-up, based on the prompt “comfort” even though it sorta took on a life of it’s own. Turned out more than twice as long as the previous one, but I’m pretty sure it still counts as a drabble. And I’m still sorry.

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yjaybaybee  asked:

Oh my gosh the heavens are singing! Chubby Kpop is everything I need in my life!! I'm already in love with your blog! Your BAP reaction was so damn perfect! I was wondering if you could do one like that for Monsta X? It would mean a lot to me, thanks a bunch~ 💜💜

Aww yay! Thank you! I hope more people request some things from me too! I love writing things like these. ^^

Monsta X? Hmmmm let’s see… based on their personalities, here’s what I think ;)

Monsta X Reacting to Their S/O Noticing They’ve Gained Weight/Playing With their New Chub

Shownu:

   Seeing as Shownu had worked so hard losing a few kilos before a quick tour in Japan, you had figured you’d at least treat him to some home made treats upon his return as a treat for working so hard. Considering you knew well his love for meaty foods, you decided to go with some home cooked Galbi, and because you were feeling adventurous you also went with an Italian dish of Cheese-Stuffed Meatballs. When he came home however, you were humorously surprised to see him wearing some new clothes- probably because he seemed noticeably thicker in certain areas; rounder cheeks, thicker thighs, and a less narrow waistline. 

   “Welcome home, Oppa!” You greeted with a wide grin and rushed over, enveloping your boyfriend’s larger frame. 

   “Jagi! I missed you!” he picked you up and squeezed, you relaxed into his touch, noting how pleasantly soft and warm he felt. “Oooh, something certainly does smell good..” he said, looking up and glancing over at the meat dishes you had prepared on the counter. 

  “Yes, I had prepared them because I felt you could use a treat after working so hard on tour.. though something tells me you might have had more slack than I thought..” You narrowed your eyes playfully before lowering a hand to squeeze his soft belly. 

  “H-hey!” he couldn’t help but laugh, pushing your hand away. “I just didn’t have as much time to work out while over there is all.” 

  “Well, I hope you don’t work yourself too hard now that you’re back.. “ you said, gently patting the area you had grabbed at just a moment ago. “I think I might like you like this.”

  He chuckled and glanced over at the table, the dishes you made in his sights. “If it means I get to eat your cooking like this more, I’m sure I could manage it.”

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Wonho:

You had been doting on your injured boyfriend for a while now, much to his unease. He had a rather unfortuate run of bad luck, during a stage rehearsal having taken a tumble and fractured his ankle and cracked a few ribs. He was pretty much layed up for a good few weeks, you feeling badly and deciding to make him feel better the best ways you could. 

Mostly you’d bring him home cooked meals, cuddling with him and watching movies on the couch. He seemed to really feel comforted by your presence, considering he couldn’t dance or workout which made him quite miserable at times. Despite his suddenly docile lifestyle now though, his appetite hadn’t changed- so you were always sure to make a little extra just in case with his meals.This was why it confused you when he called you the other day, asking not to bring him anymore foods. Seeing this as a strange red flag, you headed over just to see what was going on. He was sleeping when you got there, still bringing a lunch you had made the other day when you noticed perhaps what was bothering him so:

   You were used to seeing defined, trim abs when Wonho was shirtless, instead, you saw a soft chest, and a small, yet soft pooch of flesh on his belly. Setting you things down, you walked over and patted his chest lightly, fingers tracing over his ribs. He shot up quickly, startled, wincing a bit at the pain in his side- regarding his healing ribs. 

   “Oppa, it’s just me.. I brought you lunch.” you said gently, handing him the box containing a sandwitch and some snacks. He looked away, 

   “I can’t eat that, Jagi. I already have all this fat to burn off once I can exercise again..” he said quietly, looking down at his body with distaste, a sadness that made your heart ache. 

   “Hey.. Wonho.. please don’t be sad.. you were hurt, there was nothing you could do.. besides, you’re still just as handsome. I like you just as much soft as I did when you weren’t.” for emphasis, you leaned down and placed your lips against his belly. “See? I love you just as much!”

   He blushed and pulled away a little shyly, but regardless he did take the meal you made him and of course thanked you for it. You couldn’t help while he was eating to take a photo of him to send to the boys, him seeing this and waving, cheeks full of food you made with such love you had for him.

Originally posted by wonho-be-mine

Minhuk:

   It hadn’t happened right away, but a blessed hiatus had graced you and your boyfriend giving you some well needed time together alone. Most of this time was spent taking small trips together, cooking together at home, and simply- resting. You and the others had always joked that Minhyuk’s laziness would get the better of him if he wasn’t kept in check with the career as an idol- and sooner than you thought, you were actually proven right. 

   Getting up early one morning, you had gone downstairs to make some European dish you had heard was really good. It was some folded pastries stacked and decorated with a sweet, fluffy cream and fruit. Trailing back upstairs with the goods, you took note of your still snoozing boyfriend, covers thrown off of him. 

   His shirt really didn’t do much to hide the gentle curve of his swelled tummy, which he had one arm draped over. You had noticed a little that he seemed to get tired a little easier, but it didn’t occur to you now as to why. Smiling, you carried the tray over to the bed, placing your hand on his belly and rubbing in circles. 

“Oppa…  time to wake up..”

“Mmmmnnhhhh, Jagiiiiii…” he scrunched up his face cutely before he realized something smelled delicious. He sat up and looked around the room, now quite awake which made you laugh, holding up one of the small pastries to his mouth. 

“Mmmnnn.. Y/N, if you keep spoiling me like this, I’ll have to go get bigger clothes..” he said playfully, though with a hint of uncertainty, glancing down at his soft waist. 

“Shh, don’t worry about that. We can go shopping together. Besides, maybe I like having a soft Oppa.” you hinted, holding the pastry to his lips. 

“You.. like this?” that comment itself seemed to bright the light back into his eyes that had darkened momentarily. Immediately, he leaned in now and eagerly took a large bite, cheeks full and puffy as he spoke. “Mmmn, Maybe we should make more for later..” he suggested, causing laughter from you once more at his silliness. 

Kihyun:

     Since your boyfriend had come home from tour, you had noticed that he had learned a few culinary tricks from the different dining experiences he had had. As he was cooking one evening, you snuck up behind the male, wrapping your arms around his tummy and giving it a nice squeeze. He hadn’t said anything about his newfound softness, and you weren’t even sure if he had noticed it. You hadn’t really said anything about it either, but he didn’t seem to mind the cuddles and squeezes. He treated it as you cuddling him really any other way actually. You weren’t quite sure if he was just this oblivious or just really didn’t seem to mind the extra weight. 

   Currently, he held chopsticks to his lips, tasting a piece of marinated chicken to determine if it was seasoned well enough to serve for dinner. He chuckled lightly as he felt your smaller arms wrap around his waist. 

  “Dinner should be ready soon, though it may take longer if I’m in your arms, Jagi.” he teased, craning his neck a little to give you a playful look. 

  “If there’s any left by the time you’re done “testing it” you shot back, using your hands to squeeze his tummy for emphasis. “You’ve been looking a little softer lately, Oppa.”

  “Oh, I have? Do you not like it?” his voice seemed relaxed still, despite the question. 

  “I certainly don’t mind it, I think it’s nice to cuddle someone soft.” you said, nuzzling into his back before he turned around, facing you.

  “That’s good, because I like being able to eat whatever I cook. “ he said with a small grin, popping another small piece of chicken into his mouth. 

  You rolled your eyes, pushing him away playfully, giggling. “Just make sure there’s enough for dinner, I want some too.”

Originally posted by kihyuon

Hyungwon:

   “It’s alright Oppa, you’ve got this.” You have your boyfriend’s chubby cheeks a squeeze reassuringly, before giving him a kiss on the lips for good luck. The boys were headed onstage for a Q&A, and you assured him you’d be on the sidelines right there to encourage him and root him on. Normally, he wasn’t this nervous but ever since he had put on some weight as a consequence of you two moving in together, spending more meals together, you had been a big part of restoring his confidence. He honestly really didn’t mind the weight, it was what others said about it that concerned him.

   All seemed to be well up until about halfway through the Q&A when a man stood up, notepad in hand. 

“My question is for Chae Hyung-won: Has anyone in the group or any of your superiors been concerned about your rapid weight gain? =Perhaps… your girlfriend maybe?”

   You could see his face drop immediately, paling as he looked down shyly. “W-well.. umm..” the others were’t sure what to do or say.. just as Shownu was about to stay something, perhaps that the question wasn’t really appropriate to this- you found yourself walking out onstage, gasps and murmurs traversing through the audience like a wave. You took a microphone before looking out into the audience, eyes nailing the weaselly looking reporter. 

   “Firstly, how dare you ask such a rude question like that? A person’s weight is their own business- and surely pointing it out in public like this is downright disrespectful. Secondly- as his girlfriend, I can say that I wholeheartedly love my boyfriend regardless of his size, unlike judgmental assholes like you.”

   As you went off on this man, your boyfriend sat back with a content look on his face, sipping a latte looking rather entertained by your defense. He and all the other members certainly knew better than to set you off. He surely would have to thank you for this later. In the meantime, he sat back and enjoyed the show, giving the reporter a smug look that said “Sorry, you asked for it.”

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Jooheon:

    You had passed the kitchen for the fourth time in five minutes and your boyfriend was still sitting at the table just staring at the cake you had made, a plentiful slice cut and served to him. You had baked a rather nice cake for his birthday, the other members of the group chatting and laughing in the other room with theirs. You yourself were getting presents ready when you had passed again, sighing as you knew just what was going on. 

   You worked in a bakery, so often times you’d bring baked goods home, or have your boyfriend sample them- most often you’d bring him home treats he’d readily accept and devour. That is, until he saw that he could no longer button his jeans around his squishy midsection. You insisted that he looked great, but he still avoided sweets now like they were the plague, swearing he’d get the pounds off.

   But now he was faced with a dilemma; you baked this for him for his birthday, you put a lot of time and effort, him seeing it took you hours start to finish, covered in flour and streaks of icing to make such a lovely cake from scratch. He knew he shouldn’t eat it, but how badly would it hurt your feelings if he refused it?

   And so, he stared. 

   You sighed and walked over, sitting down at the table beside him, picking up his spoon and setting a nice bite onto it as you raised it to his lips. 

  “Jagi…” you knew already what he was going to say, so you spoke first. 

  “Jooheon, please understand. I know you’re insecure about your body right now, I know that. But I can’t help but feel like part of that is because you think I don’t like it. The truth is. I bring you baked goods all the time because I love seeing you soft, I love seeing you enjoy the things I make. Now. I won’t be hurt if you don’t eat it. What you do with your body is your choice. But ask yourself what you’d rather do, what would make you happy: Getting up now and going to the gym, or enjoying your birthday cake here with us?”

  He took a moment to process this, weigh it in his mind before you saw him reach out and take the spoon from your hands gingerly, immediately placing the bite in his mouth. “Ohhh… Your baked goods. This is what I’d rather do.” his eyes rolled up for a moment, taking in the lovely flavors, making you place a hand over your mouth to stifle the laughter. 

  You giggled and kissed his chubby cheek, leaning down to give his tummy an affectionate pat. “Happy birthday, Oppa.”


I.M:

  You swore he was doing it to mess with you. 

   I.M was always the type to mess around, but you weren’t sure how much more of this you could take. It had started with two things: One, you had been caught once before texting a friend about how cute you thought chubby boys were when you were growing up. Two, another friend had teased you about your supposed “chubby kink” and was confused why you had dated someone so far from that type. I.M had been present, both times. 

  After that point you had noticed that he started acting differently. He stopped by the bakery more and more frequently, bringing home sweets and sugary things, fast food too. You also happened to always walk in as he was (attempting, eventually struggling) to dress. 

   He was laying on the couch one day, lazily with a bowl of popcorn on his chest, layed out,  belly half exposed by his ridden up shirt. You walked past, the sceneimmediately catching your attention. You walked up to him, leaning over to pinch his tummy fat. 

   “Hey! What was that for?”

   You gave him a bemused look. “You should be more careful with what you’re eating, you’re gonna get too fat to dance quickly, Chang-Kyun.” Without another word, you headed into the other room. 

   Catching his look in the mirror as he got up, you saw that his expression actually looked a little.. hurt. You were trying to mess with him in return for him teasing you, but perhaps you had taken it a little far. You turned around, looking apologetic already. “Hey, I was.. I was joking. I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry, I’m not good with.. being funny like you.” your own apologetic, saddened expression was interrupted when he broke out into a grin, chuckling.

   “So.. you do like it? I knew I was right. You can’t hide any secrets from me, Jagi!” He waggled his brows suggestively at you, your face heating up tremendously in embarrassment. He totally played you once again when you thought you were playing him! Oh god how could you ever win with him? You shook your head, before you covered your blush with a hand, walking away briskly. 

  “Maybe not, but I can hide the cookies I just bought for you!”

  “Wait, cookies?! JAGI I’M SORRY COME BACK!”

  “Maybe I’ll eat them myself!”

  “Y/N I SAID I WAS SORRY PLEASE WAIT DON’T DO THIS!”

littlepanfangirl  asked:

If you have time, would you want to do a little imagine for me? I'd like a college au where Professor!Hashirama keeps being a huge flirt with the reader, who just started working there a few weeks ago as a prof, too, and their students maybe pick up on it and tease him about his crush? I love modern AU's, and I'm pretty happy to see you do them ❤ thanks!! 😍

Anything for youuu <3 And yes I LOVE modern AUs, sometimes I have an easier time writing them and they’re always fun to read XD

Imagine Professor!Hashirama Having a Crush on Professor!You

Originally posted by shinonstail

You poked your head in to say your usual “good morning” to Hashirama, a fellow professor at Konoha University.

Hashirama grinned brightly at you. “Good morning, [Name]!” he called enthusiastically. A few of his students were trickling in for his morning class sleepily, each with a coffee in hand, but when they saw you were halfway through the door and talking to Hashirama, they perked up.

“Ready for another long day?” you asked, shifting to give the students more room to pass by you.

“Always!” Hashirama replied. “I get to see you every day, so of course I’m always ready,“ he added flirtatiously.

Just as he predicted, your face turned bright red and you waved off his words. “Oh, stop it. I’ll see you at lunch.” You disappeared quickly, like you always did when he shifted the conversation to a flirtatious one. One of these days he would make sure that you realized he wasn’t doing it to just be a flirt.

Hashirama turned in his chair to face the classroom, only to be met with several knowing smiles. “What?” he asked, unable to keep the smile from his face.

“You like Professor [Name]!” one girl replied.

“Yeah, why don’t you just ask her out already?” another girl asked.

Hashirama shrugged, listening to the boys throw out suggestions of how to bluntly ask her out while the girls argued that he needed to make it some elaborate event. While he made it look like he was doing work, he was actually writing down some of their suggestions.

Lions and Tigers and Bears Oh My

Originally posted by giribyo

Lions and Tigers and Bears Oh My

You huffed walking up the trail, regretting your decision to pack so many clothes and toiletries for an overnight camping trip. “Oppa are we almost there yet?” you panted looking over to Swings.

“Five more kilometers before the camp ground”

“Yah Five!?” you slumped.

Daewoong dropped to the ground face first. “Hyung…go on without me…I’m done for…”

“I fucking quit” Siyoung tossed his bag on the ground and took a seat.

You’d admit you were the first one that was excited to hear that Swings wanted to bring everyone on a retreat. You’d only been a member of Just Music for a year, it was rare that you all got to spend time like this outside of the studio or a restaurant. You couldn’t even remember the last time you actually left the city for anything. Although you imagined something a little more glamorous, you were still looking forward to going camping.

However this little hike before the camp grounds was not something you signed up for.

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The Game: Part 6

Rucas au multi-fic. Lucas and Riley have been best friends for as long as they can remember. They finally tell each other how they feel, and are able to get together, but some friction occurs when Riley’s Uncle Shawn introduces everyone to his new wife and daughter.

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

Lucas woke up around two in the morning and realized he fell asleep in Riley’s bed. They had some light kisses that night, and must’ve fallen asleep. He looked at his sleeping girlfriend. She looked so peaceful, he didn’t want to leave her, but he knew they’d get in trouble if he stayed. He kissed her on the forehead and headed out the bay window.

Riley woke up for school a few hours later, a little confused. Last night felt like a blur. When she thought of her little makeout session with Lucas she felt butterflies in her stomach. She still couldn’t believe how lucky she was that they felt the same way about each other.

She took a quick shower, put her hair up in the perfect messy bun, a pair of light blue jeans, and a black top. Something simple for her second half day of senior year. Riley went into the kitchen and saw Auggie sitting, eating some cereal.

“How come you’re already awake?” She asks, making herself a bowl of cereal.

“Couldn’t sleep…also I wanted to catch you before you left.”

“What’s up?”

“About the arcade-”

“Auggie, I’ll take you, it’ll be fun. Besides, I owe you one.”

“I actually don’t want to go. It was great coming home yesterday and being able to do whatever I wanted. I took a nap, made frozen pizza, and got to watch whatever I wanted on TV.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good thing.”

“Relax, I just mean I kind of liked not having to share. We both have full days tomorrow, so I was kind of hoping whatever you did yesterday that made it so you didn’t come home until five, could you do it again today?”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, sometimes even I need some quiet time.”

“Okay, sure.”

“What were you doing, exactly?”

“Oh, I just went to the bakery with my friends. And then I went over to Lucas’ for a bit.”

“You’re not being scandalous are you?”

“Scandalous? Auggie I am not talking to you about that kind of stuff. You’re too young.”

“I just want to make sure you’re not doing something I’d regret covering for you for.”

“Oh, no, everything was totally PG.”

“Cool, so we have a deal.”

“Mhm, but you call me if you need anything.”

Riley puts her finished bowl in the sink, grabs her backpack, and heads out the door. She bumps into Maya on the subway, and they end up sitting together.

“Hey.” Maya says with a half smile.

“Good morning.” Riley replies.

“So, I uh sent you a friend request last night.”

“Oh you did? Must not have gotten the notification.”

“Right. So because you don’t like me, that means your friends can’t?”

“What?”

“Well, I sent them requests too, and no one responded.”

“Maybe no one wants to be your friend, did you think about that?” Riley took a deep breath. “Okay, that was really mean, and I’m sorry. I don’t want to become some bully, that’s not who I am. You’re just so abrasive, it’s unnecessary. I don’t think you’d fit in with my group of friends. Farkle and Smackle are brainiacs, Lucas is a jock, and I’m overly cheerful.”

“So don’t you think you could use someone like me? You’re missing the brooding, misunderstood asshole.”

“Nope, I really think we’re all set. Look, I don’t mind being some type of acquaintance to keep things civil, but as far as us being friends, I really don’t see it happening.”

The train stops where they need to get off, and Riley is practically the first one out the door, leaving Maya extremely confused.

Lucas is waiting near Riley’s locker when he sees his beautiful girlfriend walk down the hall. He notices that she’s not in a great mood.

“Morning beautiful. You just as tired as I am?”

“Nope, I slept great.” She says opening her locker door. “Of course, I didn’t have to get up at two in the morning to drive home.” She puts a few things in and closes it to face to him. “Try not to make a habit of that on school nights.” She gives him a light kiss on the cheek.

“How about on weekends then?”

“Lucas.”

“You just said school nights. It was so nice to fall asleep with you. You’re so cute when you’re sleeping.” Lucas takes a step forward to be a little closer.

“Careful, my dad could hear you. What if he walked by?”

“You’re right, sorry. So are we taking Auggie to the arcade today?”

“No, actually, he wants the alone time at our house. So we can do whatever we want again.”

“Great, I was thinking we could go out to lunch. That new Mexican place opened up a few weeks ago and we haven’t been yet.”

“Oh yeah, that would be great.”

Right as they’re about to kiss, the bell rings. Riley grabs Lucas’ arm and tugs him towards the classroom. A few people were already in homeroom waiting for everything to start. Cory was sitting at his desk shuffling through some papers.

Lucas and Riley go to their seats. Farkle and Smackle follow in, and go right to their seats to greet their friends.

“So, have you made a decision about the friend request?” Smackle asks.

“I don’t know. I had a conversation with her this morning, and it seems like she does want to be friends. I told her I wanted to be acquaintances at the most.”

“It’s just a stupid Facebook friend request. I feel like we’re spending too much energy on this.” Farkle says.

“Fine, then approve the request then.” Riley says. Farkle doesn’t move. “Well, there you have it. I just don’t want her snooping through my profile, but at the same time, I don’t want her to feel like an outcast. Okay everyone, phone’s out, lets approve.”

The four friends take out their smart phones, and simultaneously accept Maya’s friend request. At that moment Maya walks in and sits in her seat. Her phone goes off, and she sees the Facebook notifications. She has four new friends. She looks over at them and smiles.

After Cory gives the second day spiel, the bell rings, and they all go to their separate classes. These would be the classes that they would normally have in the second half of the day.

They all had one elective together, and that would be the last block of the day with Cory. Technically now they were off to their fourth period class. Lucas had an English elective that was required. He walked in the class and saw Maya just sitting down. He sat in front of her.

“Is this an okay seating arrangement, I wouldn’t want your girlfriend to get mad.” She whispers to him.

“You know”, he turns around half way, “if you didn’t make remarks like that, she might actually want to be friends with you.”

“Well what about you?”

“What about me?”

“Do you have a grudge against me? I mean let’s be honest, she doesn’t like me because she feels threatened.”

“And why would she feel that way?”

“Because I openly made it clear that I was attracted to you, and she’s always gonna be scared that someone could take you away.”

“No offense, but short, blonde, and attitude isn’t exactly my type.” Lucas turns back to face the front.

“Then why did you sit in front of me when you could have sat anywhere else?”

“Because I was trying to be nice, but clearly that was a mistake.”

A few more people come in, some baseball players spot Lucas and they sit around him, which means they’re sitting around Maya.

“Dude, you and Riley are finally together?” A boy on the team named Mike asks.

“Yup.”

“You must be stoked, you’ve been waiting forever to get with her. Man, if you two hadn’t had that like unofficial thing I would have tried something with her a long time ago. She’s an absolute smoke.”

“Yeah, maybe not talk about her like that to me.”

“Right, my bad, what I’m trying to say is, way to go.”

“Thanks, it does feel pretty great to actually be dating her.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, a bunch of us were wondering, is she like a prude or has she been climbing you like a tree.”

“She’s definitely not a prude, but I can tell she wants to take things slow, which is fine with me.”

“How could you be fine with that? You’ve been dreaming of tapping that ass for two years.”

“Yeah I know, but I want her to feel comfortable. Plus I’m a guy, it’s different. If she said hey let’s go do it in a garbage can I wouldn’t even hesitate.”

“Friends to lovers. Hey, you should totally right about that in this class.”

“We’ll see. This class will probably get minimal effort from me.”

The bell rings and the teacher tells everyone to settle down. She explains that it’s a creative writing course, and what that will entail. They will do a lot of free form writing, and will need to pass in a portfolio by the end of the semester. Since the class period was only a half an hour long due to the half day, the teacher let the students chat amongst themselves for the last five minutes. Maya made sure to keep listening in to Lucas and Mike.

“So, what are you doing after school?” Mike asks.

“Oh, Riley and I are going to grab lunch.”

“Nice, then what?” He wiggles his eyebrows.

“Cut it out, that’s not gonna happen, at least not today. I don’t want her to think I only started going out with her is because I wanted to get into her pants.”

“But isn’t that basically why you finally decided to make the shift in your relationship? I mean, you were friends for so long, and you were fine with that, and then you see her in a pair of short shorts in Texas and now you’re obsessed with her.”

“I had just never really looked at her that way. That was the first time I really thought she was sexy. Then I had to go through all of junior year not knowing what to do. I just wanted to grab her and do stuff to her, but still only be friends, but I knew she’d never go for that.”

“What changed your mind?”

“Prom. When I saw her step out in her dress, all dolled up, that was when I knew I wanted her on my arm as my lady. Then she came to Texas again this summer for a few weeks. I thought I was going to lose my mind. I couldn’t do it anymore. So a week before school started I asked her to be my girlfriend, and I’m so glad I did because she’s amazing. She’s my best friend, and I don’t want anyone else to have her.”

The bell rings and the boys get up and leave. Little did they know Maya recorded the whole conversation. She sent it in a text to Riley.

“Let’s see how she deals with this.”

37. Make ups

( http://werewhorewolf.tumblr.com/post/137420591482/36-pick-up-lines ) This is part 1 my computer is being a nut job and won’t let me convert it soo ):

Summary(Requested): Part 2 of preference #35 Breakups. the title is pretty self explanatory.

Scott: The days have definitely been lonely and full of pain, just not for you Scott has been feeling the same way. The same aching, empty feeling filled his chest as well causing him to seemed depressed like but like usual he stayed strong for his pack but they all knew by the way he acted. Liam; Scott’s beta felt it the most having this strong emotional connection with his Alpha he felt the pain as well but didn’t dare say something at all. Finally it was Monday and it was time to go to school but Scott couldn’t find himself to get up due to the non existing heart that burned in replace. At the last minute Scott decided to get up due to the fact that he could at least see you, making sure you’re safe no matter how much it would hurt.

And he was right the moment he saw you his body stung, stung with sadness as he stared at the back of your body, he could help but stare at you, hair in a messy bun, fly away messily sprawed against your head, but he loved it. He especially loved when your hair was in a bun framing your face, making your eyes pop. Without even noticing his eyes grew glossy staring at his love, the person he’d love forever. The moment your eyes met with yours, the feeling of sadness ran through you both. You missed each other so much it hurt you mentally and physically as you both found each other not getting out of bed all weekend.

Just like you feared Scott walked towards you, his long arm against the locker blocking you from running from him. You sigh knowing there was no way you could run from him. “God I miss you.” He smiles weakly fighting the tears from his wetening eyes.

You nod in agreement finally making eye contact with him. “I’m sorry.” He pauses, “I should’ve seen you a few days ago and I'm sorry I-I just didn’t think you wanted to se him, but I can’t stay away from you.”

His arms wrapped tightly around you making you finally let out a cry. “I love you so much, and I was I realized what I had.” You nod, “It’s okay.” You speak, “I’m sorry too.”

“I love you more than anything babygirl.” You smile through sadness. “And I love you.”

Stiles: “Please answer your phone (y/n). I’m sorry for all of this and I just need to know you’re okay.” Sadness, betrayal is what you felt. Stiles did nothing but embarrass you as a girlfriend and you weren’t having it. It’s been a week since you talked to Stiles mostly because of the pain he caused you, he had completely crushed your everything, maybe because he was your everything, your heart and soul. Turning over not being able to sleep you were met with the sight of Liam in your room climbing through your 2nd floor bedroom making you scream. His eyes widened, “Shit I thought you were asleep.”

“What the fuck are you doing?” You say, not really knowing what else to say as you stared at the cute brunette that only gave a smirk. “Just letting Stiles in.”

Before you could stop him, or even say anything Stiles was walking through your now unlocked front door. You only stood at the bottom of your stairs, arms crossed pushing again your breast that were barely covered due to going to sleep.

“Have fun dude.” Liam smirks, as his hand met with Stiles’ exchanging a green thin paper. “Did you really pay him twenty dollars to break into my house?”

Stiles sighs walking towards you, causing you to back up a stair. After a week he realized you were still irate with him, but he couldn’t take it anymore. Can’t take the guilt or the lonely feeling without you. Stiles needed you, you were his escape through all of this loneliness, through all the terror you were his escape, his reason to get through anything.

 "I can’t be without you.“ He mumbles, "You know I’m not good with words and you know when I’m nervous I stutter ever three seconds but you have to believe me when I say I’m sorry and I need you. I need you to be by my side, I need you to be there when I can’t be there for myself, I need you to be my side kick, my snoop, but most of all I need you with me.” His beautiful words sent tears to your cheeks.

“I was with my dad and Lydia came over with her mom.” He paused. “Angel you are y everything I wouldn’t ever do any thing to hurt you.”

You nod, knowing you were just being your crazy self. Your lip quivers as you stare at him, his arms extending towards your direction. “Come hug me baby.”

Theo: Theo’s body angered at the sight of you, as another guy took his place leaning against your locker. His fist gripped the metal bar next to him listening to the conversation. “So ummm.” The guy nervously chuckled, his heart beat increasing rapidly. “I was wondering if you’d go on a date with me?”

You paused feeling bad for the guy next to you. “You’re a nice, attractive guy but I can’t I’m sorry.” Theo let out a tiny snarl at the attractive part. “Still not over Theo?” He mumbled, his eyes meeting with the ground.

“Sadly not.” You ay closing the locker door. Sadly? Sadly didn’t set right with Theo as he sat at his desk with the word ‘sadly’ running through his mind. It was sad? It should be sad trying to get over him not the other way around.

Theo’s eyes seemed like they couldn’t get off you and you noticed. A small panic started in you as he started making his way towards you, sitting directly in front of you.

“I’m sorry.” He blurts making you roll your eyes. Theo had the nerve of breaking up with you, ignoring you for a whole month and now saying he’s sorry. Without a response or even a glance your face was once again buried into your book, but the book was soon taken away closed by Theo’s larger hand. “I know nothing can be the same, nothing will ever be the same but they’re gone.”

Gone? The Dread Doctors were gone? Theo’s hand met with yours. “I did this to keep you safe and they did leave you alone.” he begins. “I love you so much babe this month has been the worst. I miss everything and I just need you back, there wasn’t a night I didn’t want to be with you.” He sighed, “They’re gone we can finally be together.

Your breath hitches, throat growing tighter. "But what if I don’t want to get back together?” This question stuns Theo giving him the most pain he’s received over this month and this month was bad. Theo found himself trying for you, wishing you were with him, wishing he could hold you.

“If you loved me, you would’ve stayed with me.” Theo sits in disbelief. “I did this too keep you safe and now you’re safe, nobody can hurt you now.”

“You already have though.” He couldn’t help the tears that grew, “Don’t do this please.” He needed you, the only person he loved is you. In this dark, scary, unloved world Theo lived in you were his light, the brightness in the darkness.

“Of course I want to get back together.” You finally give it, “I’m just hurt.”

“And I’ll be here until you’re not hurting anymore.

Liam: It only took Liam two days of being apart to be at your house, knocking on your door ready to beg for forgiveness from you. Liam has never experienced more emotional or physical pain before, his body ached for you, his body needed you. Liam didn’t care anymore, of course he cared about keeping you safe, which he planned on doing by not allowing you to go any where to dangerous, he just needed you. His chest burned, burned from the emptiness that now lived inside his black heart, that would beat once again with you.

The beautiful sight of you half asleep, hair thrown into a messy bun, a tight white tank top clamped your upper body, a pair of fuzzy shorts and fuzzy knee high socks that matched (This is me everyday) He was thrown off by your beauty, he always loved when you were like this barely awake, still mumbling little replies to his questions but the sight of Liam woke you up quickly.

"I’m sorry.” He mumbles, sliding against your side entering your house. "I can’t be with out you, I’m so stupid.“

You didn’t answer only stared at the boy who broke your heart, his body began to panic knowing how stubborn you were, thinking you’d never for give him.

He knows he broke your head, because he broke his own as well. Separating you two was probably the worst thing anyone could do but he was the one to blame. It didn’t rest too easy with Liam himself, he spent the last two nights barely without any sleep due to his constant thinking, and calling himself a dummy.

"Don’t give me that look.” he mumbles, hands falling to your cheeks. He knew exactly what the face was. “Don’t cry, please don’t cry.” He begs just above a whisper.

“I love you so much, and I’m a dummy but all I want to do is keep you safe. I can survive this world without you, you’re the only thing holding me here, you’re my anchor, my everything.” Tears welled up in his as well as he rubbed your cheek line softly, “Please let me love you again, I want to be your everything, and I’ll do anything anything to make sure you’re not hurt again, I was stupid for thinking this was going to protect you.”

Looking up into the beautiful sea eyes, “Love me again.” You whimper.

TOOK ME TWO HOURS HOLY SHIT. but request are open (;

G dragon Scenario #28 “I'm so mad at you” REQUEST

Note: This gifs are not mine, all the credit to the owner.

“You sound tired, are you sure you’re ok?” Ji yong asked you that morning on the phone. “I’m fine, don’t worry” you lied…

It was the beginning of June, your comeback was a few weeks ago, and now you were in China making a small tour.

It’s been hard, you traveled a lot lately. You didn’t have the time to sleep or eat properly. You were doing fine the first three days, but now you feel tired all the time.

You woke up with an awful pain in your stomach. You tried to throw up, hoping that would calm the pain, but your stomach was completely empty. You didn’t ask for medicine, because if you do you’re pretty sure that your manager will be panicked. He would start to scream at you “What did you eat?” “You haven’t eaten properly, are you a little kid?” “Can you not take care of yourself?!” you can hear him clearly in your head. You didn’t want to go through all of that. So you decided not to say anything. It was easier.

It was pretty early in the morning when you arrived to the place where you were going to perform that night. It was huge and beautiful, just stunning like you imagined.

This was your dream. You dreamed with this day since you were little. You love to sing, dance, and connect with people around the world, through your music. It is beautiful to feel all the energy of the people who appreciates your hard work. You can’t get over that feeling.

That feeling worth everything.

You were practicing with the other girls, making sure everything was perfect when you started to feel dizzy, and your view was blurry. You started to breathe slowly, trying to calm yourself. But it was too late for that you fell on the floor.

“Y/N…” you hear someone calling you, but the voice fades away as everything around you went black.

You woke up in the ambulance. You had an oxygen mask covering your mouth and nose “Where…” you can’t speak. You’ve never felt this weak before. “It’s ok you’re gonna be ok” a man says. He was sitting next to you.

You feel a sharp pain in your hand, you tried to move it but you failed.

“That’s saline… it will help you” he says. You couldn’t even keep your eyes open.  You fainted again.

A couple hours later you woke up at the hospital. The room was cold, and you still had the IV, it was getting really upsetting, because the needle was at the back of your hand.

You barely can open your eyes but once you did, you saw Ji yong, he was standing near your bed, looking at his phone. You started to move.

“What happened?” you asked. All happened so fast, everything is confusing in your mind. “You fainted” Ji yong says, looking at you for a second before he goes back to his phone. “What are you doing here? What time is it? The concert…”

“The concert?!…” he throws his phone on the bed “… are you serious?!” he’s really mad.

“That’s exactly why you ended up in this hospital!!!” he’s yelling at you. “Why are you…”

“You need to stop acting like a kid that can’t take care of herself!!!” he interrupted you. Those were the words you expect from your manager, not your boyfriend.

“You’re exaggerating” you said, looking away. “EXAGGERATING?! Exaggerate is when someone stops eating for almost a whole day, exaggerate is when someone sleeps only 3 hours per day, exaggerate is when someone DOESN’T GIVE A SHIT FOR THEIR OWN LIFE!!!”

You didn’t say anything. You couldn’t believe he was talking to you like that. His words hurts you a lot, especially because it was the truth and deep down you know that.

“I’m sorry” you said after a long silence. “Don’t be sorry for me, I’m not the one who’s in that bed”. Again you felt horrible. It was like, whatever you say Ji yong will find a way to make you feel bad about it.

Ji yong felt impotent, he doesn’t know what to do…

Most of the time he is able to overcome any problem, because of his personality. But now he can’t, because the problem is you. 

He can’t force you, to take care of yourself. He wishes he could, but that’s not how it works. The only thing he can do, is be there for you.

“You lied to me, you said you were fine…”

You can’t look at him.

“… I worry about you. You have no idea” he says with a softer voice. “Do you know how I felt when I got the call from your manager saying that you were at the hospital?”

“I…”

“I took a flight up here as soon as he told me” he was talking softer, but yet he looked sad now. 

He was at the studio working with some of the new trainees from the company when he got the call, it was your manager calling him:

J: What’s up?!

Manager: Hey! I just talked with Yang Goon, and, you know, he told me to tell you…

J: What is it?

Manager: We had to cancel the concert

J: Tonight?

Manager: Yes…

J: Why?

Manager: That’s why Yang Goon wanted me to talk to you… Y/N

J: Y/N! Is she ok?!

Manager: We are at the Hospital

J: WHAT?!

Manager: Don’t worry she’s ok

J: What Hospital?

Manager: Beijing International SOS Clinic… I’ll call you when she can talk to you, don’t worry

J: Don’t, I’ll be there

Manager: WHAT?! I told you she’s ok

J: If she’s ok, why is she at the Hospital?

Manager: …

J: I’ll be there in about two or three hours depending on the flight, I want you to pick me up, as soon as I get there

He arrived in China 3 hours later, he had to ask a lot of favors to get there as soon as possible. And once he got to the hospital he spoke with your doctor, he told him you suffer from extreme dehydration due to overwork.

J: But she’s gonna be fine, right?

Doctor: Yeah, but she need to rest

J: …

Doctor: Don’t worry with some food she’ll be ok


“Ji…” you reached for his hand. “I was really scared…” he holds your hand tightly “… you have to promise me that from now on, your health will be your first priority”

“It will be… is just that… my biggest dream was to become a singer, and now that I am… I don’t want to ruin it” that was the honest truth.

“But, you realize that you’ll ruin your career if you continue like this” he was trying so hard to make you understand that what you did to yourself is awful. “Yeah…”

Ji yong took a deep breath, rubbing his face roughly with his hand.

The alarm on your cell phone starts to sound.

You’ve always set an alarm one hour before your concerts, just to prepare yourself. Making sure pretty much everything was ready for you to go on stage.

“Mmm… ” you turned off the alarm “… maybe if I hurry I still can sing”

The look on his face changed completely. He didn’t get that you were joking, so you quickly said “I was just joking” smiling like a fool. “You better be!” he tries to sound harsh but you could see a little smile on his face. “Come on don’t be mad at me… ”

Ji yong didn’t answer. “Can you look at me?” you asked him, but he didn’t bother.

“You can’t treat me like that! I’m a patient” you said, joking again. “Well… that was your fault” he says way too cold. “Ji…” now you started to beg. He wasn’t looking at you “… please”

“What am I going to do with you?” he said sighing, and then he smiles at you. But it didn’t last long, it fades away pretty quickly.

You hate when he’s sad or angry, especially if it’s your fault. You’d give anything for seeing him happy all the time, just to see that beautiful smile that you love so much.

“See… wasn’t so difficult, right?”

Ji yong bends down getting closer to you “I wouldn’t be so happy if I was you, I’m still mad at you” he pushed his lips to yours, kissing you softly. His lips move so slowly, sucking your lips with each move he makes. You were feeling a lot better now.

He finished the kiss by giving you a little kiss on your lips.

“You doesn’t seem mad anymore” you said playfully. Ji yong smiled, and then he licks and bites his lips. “Believe me… I am!”

“To be honest I’m really happy to see you here… I missed you” you said. You were expecting him to say “I missed you too” but he didn’t. He didn’t say anything. Ji yong wasn’t joking when he said he was still mad at you.


“Maybe I should start getting sick whenever I’m on tour so you can come and take care of your sick girlfriend” you said smiling, expecting to make him smile.

“Don’t push me, babe”

anonymous asked:

Do you think Mettaton is lying when in Genocide, he says he was first created as a human eradication robot? i always thought he was lying, just to scare the fallen child... I mean how could Alphys possibly find the time to build a proper human-killing weapon when chara-frisk began to slaughter everyone, since the game takes place in one day only? his attack stats is set on 90, but then again Neo doesn't attack at all. I'm thinking the cannon had the power of a toy gun, really...

(undertale spoilers)

Before we address what Mettaton says, allow me to clarify something: Mettaton’s body was not created the day Frisk fell into the underground. The box-shaped celebrity has been around for at least a week! The proof is in the fountain at MTT Resort.

We’re not sure exactly how long Mettaton has been a celebrity, but a statue made in his image was “added last week” to this fountain.

Now, to answer your question: yes, we believe that Mettaton is lying. He makes this claim before his fight in the genocide route.

METTATON - GENOCIDE ROUTE:
AS ANY TRUE FAN WOULD KNOW, I WAS FIRST CREATED AS A HUMAN ERADICATION ROBOT.
IT WAS ONLY AFTER BECOMING A STAR THAT I WAS GIVEN A MORE… PHOTOGENIC BODY.
HOWEVER.
THOSE ORIGINAL FUNCTIONS HAVE NEVER BEEN FULLY REMOVED…
COME ANY CLOSER, AND I’LL BE FORCED TO SHOW YOU…
MY TRUE FORM!

Despite his dramatic new body, Mettaton doesn’t even attempt to fight the human in this route, implying that the glitz and glam is merely a bluff. The true reason Mettaton was built requires putting together the stories of three different parties. The first is Mettaton himself. In the diaries and in the game, Mettaton admits that he is a fan of humans, to the point that a human-like body helps him feel more like “myself.” True anti-human combat features would go against Mettaton’s adoration for humans.

METTATON - DIARY ENTRY:
Last week I posted that advertisement for my Human Fanclub.
Today was our first meeting.

METTATON - DIARY ENTRY:
Dear Diary: She surpised me with something today.
Sketches of a body that she wants to create for me…
A form beyond my wildest fantasies.
In a form like that, I could finally feel like… “myself.”

After all, there’s no way I can be a star the way I am now.

METTATON - NEUTRAL ROUTE:
YOU SEE, I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS PREDICTABLE CHARADE.
I HAVE NO DESIRE TO HARM HUMANS. FAR FROM IT, ACTUALLY.
AS METTATON, MY ONLY DESIRE IS TO ENTERTAIN.

AFTER ALL, THE AUDIENCE DESERVES A GOOD SHOW, DON’T THEY?
AND WHAT’S A GOOD SHOW…
WITHOUT A PLOT TWIST?

METTATON - NEUTRAL ROUTE:
IF YOU CONTINUE FORWARD, ASGORE WILL TAKE YOUR SOUL.
AND WITH YOUR SOUL, ASGORE WILL DESTROY HUMANITY.
BUT IF I GET YOUR SOUL, I CAN STOP ASGORE’S PLAN!
I CAN SAVE HUMANITY FROM DESTRUCTION!
THEN, USING YOUR SOUL, I’LL CROSS THROUGH THE BARRIER…
AND BECOME THE STAR I’VE ALWAYS DREAMED OF BEING!
HUNDREDS, THOUSANDS…
NO! MILLIONS OF HUMANS WILL WATCH ME!

METTATON - GENOCIDE ROUTE:
AFTER OUR FIRST MEETING, I REALIZED… SOMETHING GHASTLY.
YOU’RE NOT JUST A THREAT TO MONSTERS… BUT HUMANITY, AS WELL.
OH MY. THAT’S AN ISSUE.
YOU SEE, I CAN’T BE A STAR WITHOUT AN AUDIENCE.
AND BESIDES…
THERE ARE SOME PEOPLE… I WANT TO PROTECT.

Alphys herself says that the Mettaton was initially created for entertainment, but the human eradication additions were added “recently.”

ALPHYS:
A long time ago, I made a robot named Mettaton.
Originally, I built him to be an entertainment robot.
Uh, you know, like a robotic TV star or something.
Anyway, recently I decided to make him more useful.
You know, just some small practical adjustments.
Like, um… Anti… anti-human combat features?

Finally, Bratty and Catty say that Mettaton was made to impress Asgore, and his creation got Alphys her job as the royal scientist studying monster souls.

BRATTY & CATTY:
So, like, I’m pretty sure she… 
Made Mettaton to, like, totally impress him.
A robot with a SOUL…

That’s, like, SUPER relevant to his hobbies!
So after seeing Mettaton, ASGORE…
Asked her to do all this science stuff for him!

Working off this, Mettaton also says that Alphys included human murdering features to impress Asgore.

METTATON:
WHY WOULD SOMEONE OUTFIT AN AMUSEMENT ROBOT… 
WITH BRUTAL COMBAT CAPABILITIES?
SIMPLE.
TO IMPRESS MR. ASGORE DREEMURR, OF COURSE!

Putting all these accounts together, the following conclusion can be drawn:

As a ghost, Mettaton requests Alphys make them a humanoid robot body so they can follow their dreams. Alphys does so, and Mettaton is made intended to entertain. Eager to impress Asgore, Alphys adds some prototype “anti-human combat features” that are showy but impractical.

anonymous asked:

soumako + 100: "I'm a lot of things that you wouldn't expect."

Of course I had to turn this into a florist x tattoo artist AU. Because I’m trash. And of course I had to get really, REALLY carried away. Dammit, anon. You asked for a drabble and you get a novel, you lil punk.

———-

The pretty, pretty boy with the piercings and the ivy tattoo came to Sousuke’s flower shop with the first blossoms of spring. 

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Expensive Skates (Victuuri)

Author’s Note: Ohooo~ I loved writing this one! For @mystictickles​ who requested Victuuri with 5: “It costed how much?!” Vic’s totally the type of person to spend a ton of money on gifts. Especially if they’re for Yuuriiii~ Thank you for the prompt! (also, thank you for the compliment, hun!)

Description: Victor buys Yuuri a Christmas present, which is a new pair of skates. But, after learning how much those skates costs, Yuuri freaks out a bit and grabs Victor in a way that gets a few giggles from him!

Word Count: 814


  It was nowhere close to Christmas yet, but Victor didn’t care. He bought these skates for Yuuri weeks ago and they had just come in the mail earlier that day. After waiting for so long, he just had to give him a surprise.

  Which, that lead to where they are right now. Victor was standing in front of Yuuri, the box that contained the skates behind his back. He was wearing one of the biggest grins either of them had ever seen as the younger skater waited patiently to find out what was being hidden from him.

  “It is…” Victor pulled the box from behind his back. “A pair of skates!” He opened the box, presenting a pair of lovely white skates with dark grey laces, and single stripe going down the sides of each one that matched the laces.

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anonymous asked:

Hi love! I'm not sure if reactions are opened but I've been waiting to request something! If it is opened do you mind doing a taehyung and Jungkook reaction to you being stressed out about applying to universities and worrying about not getting in? Thank you so much! Keep up the amazing writing :) xx

If you are currently applying for university, I wish you the best of luck! I hope you’ll be able to get in to your desired school. <3

Taehyung would try his best to calm you down by trying to take your mind of the subject and just tell you to relax and not worry about a thing. 

But of course, that would only make you even more worried.

“Y/N,” Taehyung says as he places his hands on your shoulders. “Relax. Stop worrying because you’re going to do great.”

“It’s one of the best schools in <country>, Tae. Getting into it would be like… trying to get through a needle’s hole!”

“Yes I’m aware, and you are going to get through that.” Taehyung nods eagerly. “You’re smart, and super talented! They’ll be stupid not to take you in. You’re absolutely amazing, Y/N! ”

You smile up at him, appreciating his words. Taehyung always believed in you the way you never could and whenever you doubted yourself, he would happily remind you of how amazing you are and more. 

“Thanks Tae Tae.” You say as you ruffle his hair. He smiles the box smile of his before taking your hand from his flop of hair and bringing it to his lips for several kisses. 

“Let’s go watch a movie or something.” He suggests, and who are you to say no? Not when movie time with Taehyung usually meant fluffy cuddle sessions. <3 



Jungkook sighs when he comes into your apartment and sees you hunched over  your desk, nose buried into books and several review papers. He was sure he left you in that state a few hours ago. 

He comes over to you and places his hands gently on your shoulders; fingers deftly massaging the stress off from your tense form. You jump slightly upon contact but immediately relax when you recognize his familiar touch.

“Hey Kookie.” You say, not looking up from your reviewers once. Jungkook leans down and kisses the crown of you head.

“Hey.” Jungkook hums. “I bought some snacks. Take a break?”

“Can’t. Gotta finish this.”

“Y/N. You’ve been studying for four hours straight.” He huffs. “You gotta take a break–”

“The exams are next week. I can’t slack off, Jungkook!” You suddenly snap, causing Jungkook to let go of your shoulders instantly. “I–I just have to get in this school.”

Jungkook bites his lip before moving to your side and kneeling down. He takes your hand in his. 

“Just because you’re taking a short break, doesn’t mean you’re slacking off. You’re already the smartest girl I know, it’ll be impossible for you not to ace that test.” He tucks your hair behind your ear and sighs with a soft smile. “Don’t worry too much. You’re going to get in for sure. I just know it. So can we please, rest that pretty brain of yours and treat yourself a cookie?”

You suddenly snort a laugh at his words, but you appreciate how he was absolutely being a sweetheart right now. “A cookie? Do you have any idea how funny that sounds?”

“I bought the cookies you liked.” He holds up the bag, but then a smirk makes his way to his lips upon the realization. “Oh… are you talking about another Kookie you want to get a piece of? Cause I can happily give it to you right now, jagiya.”

You blush at the way he smirked at you and pushed his head away, causing him to sit on the floor–landing on his butt with a thud and a laugh.

“You’re impossible, Jeon Jungkook.”

“Impossibly delectable, you mean.”

“Shut up!” And just like that, Jungkook was able to make you laugh again; erasing all your current worries for the mean time. 

Hope you liked this guys! <3

- Kaye Allen

I Confess It, I'm Shy

A/N: I wrote this on mobile, I’ll have to wait until I can get to a computer before I can edit and cut this.

Request: You are an amazing writer, love your work Could you write a story with daryl where you are very shy and barely talk to anyone at the prison, in fact you only talked once to rick when you joined the group, and they fall for each other and get together by accident :) Sorry that its so detailed and complicated

Rating: K+

Pairing: Reader x Daryl

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[ncis:la] from the same cloth (1/2)

Scene Rewrite / Character Swap ficlet – 2x15: Tin Soldiers
(in which “Esme” reads Deeks’ palm instead of Callen’s)
by: asthedayisfading // jessica237

“Time to bait the hook, boys.”

At Sam’s prompt, Callen and Deeks approach the bar. In his head, Deeks is running his lines - a collection of his typical clever, smooth, bar pick-up lines combined with a few well-chosen, incredibly direct, obnoxious remarks guaranteed to ruffle Kensi’s feathers and have her summoning club security and, invariably, getting the attention of Singh.

But before he has the chance to even open his mouth, Callen jumps a step ahead, doing to him what Deeks so very often does to his own partner during investigations - taking what they’d planned and changing it completely around on the spot.

Luckily, Deeks is much better at playing that game than Kensi is.

(He’s just annoyed that he’ll have to find some other opportunity to impress his partner with his clever lines.)

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thesaltyspice-deactivated201612  asked:

76 and Michael please?

(#76: “I need you to pretend we’re dating…”)


In a list of all of the stupidest things you’ve ever done in your life, the current situation you were in would surely top anything that resided in first place before. You see, you’d always prided yourself on the fact that you were someone who looked before they jumped and leaped with parachute strapped to your back because you feared the free fall. Usually, your moves were calculated and thought through, but agreeing to your best friend’s proposition a week ago was definitely the most reckless thing you’d ever done.

I need you to pretend we’re dating…” Michael pleaded with you, his lips puckered into an obnoxious frown, the shade of his mouth cherry red (Not that you noticed or anything. Not at all.). It really didn’t take much for the bottle blond to convince you to accompany him to his family party in Sydney on Sunday and spending the night at his parents house afterwards; agreeing to paying for both of your pizzas that night while you guys watched Netflix and an orgasm from the ruby red lips you so often found yourself staring at in exchange. You thought it wasn’t going to be a big deal; just some small talk with his cousins here and there at the beginning of the event and then hiding out at the food table for the rest of the night. However, over the course of the week, your best friend (occasionally with benefits) insisted upon practicing being a couple, complaining with a whine, “Seriously, if we’re gonna fool my parents, we have to practice.”

It began subtly. Michael knew you better than anyone in the entire world and was aware that if he moved too quickly (even if it was fake), you would run. Instead of lounging on the opposite ends of the couch with your feet nestled by each other’s heads, your best friend/roommate insisted on you cuddling into him; his arm laced around your shoulder and his fingertips idly brushing against your arm. Rather than fixing breakfast for one, the bottle blond began making enough for two and gladly served his gourmet bowl of Lucky Charms to you in bed, leaning against your headboard shoulder to shoulder with you. The more Michael “practiced,” the more real it became for you. Sure, you’d always been a little bit in love with your best friend, but it was manageable when he held you down on the couch just to fart on your head and had a habit of parading around in your thongs whenever his friends were over. Now that he was unnecessarily touching you when you washed the dishes (his arms around your waist and his chin lightly resting on your shoulder), brushed your teeth (his own toothbrush running back and forth as he made weird faces at you in the mirror), sat reading your coursework (he’d always curl into your side and nap), and had taken up residence in your own bed (really, that wasn’t new, it was just the way his arms stayed wrapped around you for the entirety of the night that changed); you were in fucking trouble.

You were becoming increasingly aware of the fact that your little “arrangement” was also coming to an end soon after Michael smiled over at you from in the passenger’s seat as you pulled into his parent’s neighborhood. Within twenty four hour’s time, Y/NandMichael would go back to Y/N and Michael, and the thought unsettled you to say the least, especially when the bottle blond introduced you as his girlfriend and his family just rolled their eyes and remarked, “Yeah, we know.” The amount of people who simply laughed when you desperately asked what they meant by that; pleading with his cousins you’d come to know pretty well from the family gatherings you’d attended in the past. They’d all grinned knowingly and nudged your shoulder, claiming they’d always known it was bound to happen sooner or later.

It was only after every relative but Michael’s aunt, who was staying overnight as well, had left and you were lying squished between the wall of Michael’s childhood bedroom and him that you felt you might burst. Your best friend’s breath was hitting your neck in even, calm exhales but you knew he was awake due to the shapes he was drawing on the back of your hand that was splayed across his stomach.

“Y/N?” he breathed, his movements against your skin not halting.

“Yeah?” you answered, your voice the same barely-audible volume as his.

“Can I tell you a secret?”

You rolled your eyes turned your head to face him; his face just inches away from yours on his pillow. “Shoot.”

He breathed in a sharp inhale before whispering, “I don’t want this to be fake.”

You knew, from the way Michael’s eyelids fluttered close and the faint blush that dusted his cheeks that he was serious; the he was in just as deep as you were.

“Me too,” you replied, biting back a squeal at the smile that spread across his face.

“Can I kiss you?” Michael asked, already moving closer to you so his lips just faintly brushed against yours.

“Please,” you sighed, your tense shoulders relaxing as you melted into ex-fake/now-real boyfriend’s body.

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