BUT-JUST-SHUSH

Man okay when I got my wisdom teeth out it was a fucking experience. Before the surgery wasn’t too interesting but as soon as I woke up I saw the nurse next to me and was all like “hey… i think… i died… and now I’m in a parallel universe… and i gotta go back to my house and kill the me from this universe” and he was just kinda like “alright, you do that”. And then the other nurse kept going in and out of the room to get things and I thought there was like 5 of her that kept coming out of the room, and then so when she was wheeling me out in a wheelchair I was like “damn… why are there so many of you… there’s like 5 many of you” and she was just kinda like “alright, you do that”.

Anyway I got to the car and my dad was there and he was like “how ya feeling son” in the dadliest way possible and I was like “MAN I AM PUMPED LETS GET SOME JUICE I’M STARVED” so we drove about 3 blocks to a jamba juice, whereupon I say “I’m good I can do this” and run/drunkstumble 30 feet to the door. I burst in the door like a viking returning from some fucking battle and holler “WHATS UP FUCKS” to everyone in the store, which was thankfully just the 2 people behind the counter, who looked probably as scared/confused as a jamba juice employee could look.

So anyway, as my dad explained the situation I looked up at the jamba juice menu and was utterly fucking lost in it. Like I swear I was looking at this menu board for a year, deciphering this Rosetta stone of fruits. I distinctly remember that I was looking at each item in a smoothie, thinking of how it tasted, then moving on to the next thing and thinking of how that tasted, and how they would taste together. Since most smoothies had 3 or 4 items, this took some thinking. So my dad sees me in this extreme brain blast state of mind and says “hey are you going to order or what”. Keep in mind I’m on the first fucking smoothie on the list here. So I just say “shush man I’m trying to do fruit science”, and then when I realized that this process could take literal years, I just said “yeah give me a smooth regular” which for the uninitiated, isn’t actually a real thing on any menu. Oh, also I asked them if the “boosted” smoothies would give me super powers and then pointed my fingers at them and made “lightning noises”.

So my dad just orders me the first thing on the menu and I go to sit down and stare out the window or some shit and my thoroughly amused dad just looks at me and says “how ya feelin?”. Now at this time I was feeling a lot of things, but most noticeable to me was the gauze in my mouth, so I just look at him and say “there’s these fuckin… tiny sheep in my head” which at the time was the best way I had to convey this feeling. Anyway about that time, the jamba juice guy brings us our drinks and he gives me a small thing of mario kart stickers and I swear I almost cried from the tsunami of emotion that gift made me feel (I still have them).

Anyway the rest of the story is we drove home and I explained this programming project I was working on to my dad in perfect detail somehow and then I came home and went on facebook and posted a comment on my friends status (because I couldn’t find the status update bar) that read: “i just took a lort of painkillers and yelled at everyone in a jambo juice”

People don’t seem to understand that everyone’s struggles are different, and personal struggles impact individuals in different ways.

Just because something is not hard for you or does not effect you in a certain way, does not mean it is the same for others.

‘Oh thats nothing’ ‘you’re just too emotional’ ‘you’ll get over it’ 'is that it?’

Be quiet.

Do not mock a pain you have not endured. You have no say and your opinions do not matter. Do not undermine another’s pain and sorrow. Who are you exactly to decide how hurtful something is to someone else? No one.

That Really Happened (M)

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word count: 2,864

Summary: You and Jungkook have been best friends since you were little kids, but it turns out that the games you used to play together have different results as adults.

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Watching Wonder Woman with my mom

And we get to the part where she is about to kiss Chris Pine and my mom goes “how does she know how to do that?? The whole island has no men!!” So I lean over and whisper, “ mom …. have you heard of….. lesbians?”

And she just goes “yes shush of course I know about lesbians…. you’re so right”

I promise I didn’t make this up for notes but anyways the Amazons are all super gay

Alright, so a couple weeks ago I made this post about how Lance could become the Black paladin. So why don’t we get into some more sad stuff for what could happen after he was accepted by Black. 

Well what if the whole crew is shocked that the black lion would choose him, but eventually they run with it. Can you really fight with the giant sentient lion machine that has the power to choose who can pilot it? 

No, no you can’t. But here’s the thing, just because Black chose him doesn’t necessarily mean the others are automatically going to change how they treat Lance.

So imagine that they’ve finally caught up with another Robeast, Galran fleet now directed by Lotor, or a planet that needs saving from an active threat, and the whole group collectively has decided to pull together as Voltron. 

Lance has been thinking up strategies and after they’ve tried a few tactics from previous battles and failed, he notices a way that could work to defeat it. And as the new leader the others would have to listen to him for commands, right? 

So Lance is glad he can actually contribute to the team now, but he thinks it’s bittersweet that he finally has a chance to relay his ideas and it’s only because Shiro isn’t here to shoot him down.

So he tries to tell them his new plan.

However, the others are too busy referring to Pidge asking her what to do. Because while Shiro was with them, as he was shooting down Lance, he always used Pidge for ideas and listened to her input. The rest of the crew have just automatically continued this trend. 

He is tuned out, shushed or just not allowed to get a word in as Pidge is coming up with and relaying her idea. One that Lance knows would be much more dangerous even if it does work. Honestly Pidge, Keith and Allura are all pretty impulsive plan-wise, so the chances that a plan between the 3 of them being risky, with only Hunk being given the role as voice of reason, would probably be pretty high.

Lance isn’t given the chance to tell them why this plan was too Hazardous, or about his better plan because the rest of the paladins have already agreed and started to move, yelling as one to get into the action.

And what can a head do if it’s limbs have taken over?

In the end Pidge’s idea works, but everyone has taken a beating, just as Lance knew would happen. They all sound off that they’re conscious but that’s not much to reassure the new black paladin that they’re okay.

Once they get to the castle he takes stock of the cuts, bruises, and (unfortunately in Hunk’s case) broken bones and the sight causes such guilt in him. He had the ideas that could have helped his team, his new responsibility, to stay safe, but he’d failed as a leader. 

At least he is allowed to do the other half of his job. After they make a wormhole jump away from the scene he ushers those who needed a med pod, medical aid and medicine in the right directions, and treats them all before sending them off to heal up. 

Eventually all that’s left is attending to himself.

When left alone he’s given time to think about what happened out in the field and he just breaks down. He realizes that it doesn’t matter that he was picked as a leader by Black, he’s still seen as the guy who doesn’t have anything to add to Voltron and he’s just filling another role, like there doesn’t need to be a leader. 

And by the time he’s taken care of himself Lance is just crushed and left just as insecure as he was before, because if no one else could see him as a leader, then why would he?

tight spaces.

Originally posted by esgaroths

steve x reader 

warnings: swearing, basically pure fucking smut, choking.

prompt: getting stuck in a closet with steve rogers and his tight pants while on a mission.

A/N: once again, this is just pure unedited smut so here you go. feel free to send in requests. :-)

“you better not fucking leave me!” you hissed, gripping steve by the arm and looking him dead in the eyes.

“i wasn’t leaving, i was just going to check if the coast is clear.” he grumbled, rolling his eyes.

“of course it’s not fucking clear, there’s hydra agents all over the fucking place, you dumb fuck!” your heart beat was erratic as you dug your nails into his arm, glaring at him.

“there’s no need for that!” steve announced, just to be shushed by you.

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gospel around his fingers

Dex slams the door shut and presses against the wood, leaning his head back and sucking in a deep breath. He stares blindly up at the ceiling and–


“Nurse, I dare you to kiss the prettiest person in the room. Not counting me.” Lardo pretends to flip a lock of hair over her shoulder. “We all know I’d smoke you bitches,” she adds, grinning. Her teeth flash in the low lighting, and she knocks back the last of her drink as the gather group lets out joking boos.

They all “ooh” at Nursey as he raises a challenging eyebrow and smirks at Lardo. He makes a show of looking around the room, leering slightly at the other players of spin the bottle – Holster, Dex, Tango, Ollie, Wicks, and a few members of the volleyball and soccer teams. Bitty is grinning from his spot on the floor next to Lardo and Dex, watching as Nursey catches the eye of each person.


“Dex!” The memory is abruptly interrupted as Chowder’s voice comes from beyond the door. “Come on, man!” Dex tries to straighten up, but his legs refuse to work. He sinks down to the floor, back still pressed against the door, trying to suck in deep breaths of air. He drops his head between his knees, squeezing his eyes shut and–

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Dating Kim Yugyeom

  • First things first
  • when he realises that he likes you he would ask his members
  • and the advice would start with
  • “Woo her with words, write her a song and serenade to her!”
  • “Be lowkey and cool about it. Buy her a burger and then just casually drop it”
  • “Just be straight forward about it. Tell her you like her and if she likes you back take her out”
  • he would probably go with Mark’s being cool and lowkey way
  • but he would fail bc damn I just don’t see him succeeding
  • so he would want to buy you a burger but then forget
  • and then he would try the convenience store
  • and think to himself that a cream cheese Sandwich would do the jb right?
  • wrong
  • so he meets you and is like
  • “Yeah I got that for me- no wait for you. I bought this for you”
  • and you would take it and be like
  • “Aw thank you but I’m lactose intolerant”
  • And he’ll just malfunction a little
  • “Mark told me that would work and I should just be lowkey and cool about liking you! And now I forgot you are lactose intolerant!”
  • and you just looked at him while biting your lip and he kept complaining so you just shushed him
  • “I like you too Yugyeom”
  • And his eyes were suddenly as big as his fake confidence
  • and there was this awkward silence for a second and then he was like
  • “Can I hug you?”
  • and you nodded and laghed at how cute that was like awwwwwwwww
  • and then he excuses himself because he needs to use the toilet
  • BUT THAT’S JUST A LIE
  • he actually texts into the 97′liner group chat and probably calls Bambam or something
  • the other members have two moods
  • either it’s
  • Jinyoung and JB in the living room with you while Yugyeom was on the toilet or smth
  • and it was dead silent while they looked at you judgingly
  • the clock on the wall made the only sound
  • and you’d just sit there and look at your knees
  • and then JB would be protective as he is
  • “Bring him back by 10″
  • “Yes ma’- sir. Yes sir!”
  • silence
  • and then Yugyeom would finally come in and be like
  • “Whut’s goin on”
  • you had no idea tbh
  • “Before you go. I don’t want to be a grandfather so protect”
  • “Don’t have sex at all. Jaebum what kind of values do you try to teach our children?”
  • And then the two start bickering and Yugyeom just slowly pulls you away
  • but the two don’t want to be mean they just want to protect their youngest
  • but then on the other hand you would have Bamba who’s just like
  • “Get fucked!”
  • He would put a lot of thought into dates but don’t mention it
  • like not bc he is humble but because he will deny it
  • so hard
  • let’s say he took you out to a restaurant
  • he would request the flowers on the table to be your favourite
  • but if you asked he would go
  • “What??? Don’t be delusional!!”
  • but you know
  • One time you took him ice skating
  • turns out he can’t ice skate but felt too daMN COOL TO ADMIT
  • so now he stand stiff on the ice while you push him
  • but if you speed up even a bit
  • he will be full o panting and fearing for his life
  • “Stop Y/N or I will just sit down and pull you down with me!”
  • he is just bluffing
  • you thought and didn’t slow down
  • and then suddendly it’s like a tower fell
  • and inevitably you fell too and now everyone is staring at the human mass on the floor  
  • quietly swearing at each other
  • you decide it would be good to just go for a coffee too
  • sometimes you two would just lay around and suddenly he goes
  • “how many chilis do you think I can fit in my mouth?”
  • and you are just like
  • “Yugyeom don’t you will regret that so much!”
  • and he is just like
  • “ok.ok.ok”
  • the next day bambam facetimes you to show you Yugyeom crying while drinking milk
  • “I don’t even feel sorry for you I told you!”
  • out of pure interesst you would want to know how many he could put in though
  • “3″
  • He would be super caring for you though
  • always making sure you ate and drank and slept enough
  • if you were out together and a breeze hit he would immediatly throw a piece of his clothing around you
  • “i’m not even cold!”
  • “yes but I don’t want you to get sick!”
  • If you ever got sick though
  • even if it was just the slightest stuffed nose
  • he get’s you enough medicine to cure the entire nation
  • and a preach about that one time four months ago you went out with slightly damp hair and how he told you it will get you sick
  • For skinship
  • he would love holding you
  • like
  • he would bury you in his body
  • would love leaving little kisses in your face randomly
  • he would bite you too
  • but god if his members would be even Close
  • he is two meters away from you
  • you better know he would not see the end of it if the members would see him even just brushing a body part of yours
  • I think he would also like to be the small spoon every now and then
  • with his head on your chest and his arms around your waist while talking to you
  • about his dreams and hopes
  • and also his worries
  • and you would need to reassure and soothe him
  • he would be there for you
  • always
  • and while he wouldn’t want to come across sappy 22/7
  • there would be those moments he would get serious and tell you things like
  • “I’m always there for you!”
  • “No matter what it is you can come to me and I will help you with it!”
  • “You mean the world to me!”
  • “I love you”
  • But especially saying “I love you” would be special to him and he wouldn’t want to say it too often
  • you knew when he did he really meant it
  • more often then not you would be teasing each other
  • “Hey dumbfuck pass me the salt”
  • “Why you need salt you have enough in your soul”
  • “Sweet how you think you can diss me”
  • “Sweet how you think I can’t”
  • and if anyone doesn’t know it’s just your basic way of communication they’ll be like
  • “Are they fine?”
  • and Jinyoung is just standing there like
  • “Susan wht do you mean that’s young love on it’s peak. Look at them bickering. Love birds”
  • I feel like fights would happen quite regularly
  • but they are more just petty, stubborn, heated convos
  • and they don’t last long
  • 10 minutes max
  • he would show you dances he is working on
  • and sometimes bc he is a little fucker™
  • he would show you dances that are waaaaaay too sexy
  • and then you sit there like
  • “what is that?”
  • “just a choreo what do you mean?”
  • sometimes you would see him Play with Coco and giggle like a small Boy
  • or curl up while sleeping while his mouth slightly open
  • and you think about how cute and adorbly he is
  • and other times you remember that one If You Do Performance
  • and yeah uhm so much about cute Yugyeom
  • Overall: Dating Yugyeom would be full of fun an laughter. While he would often want to seem all tough and cool he would have the weakest, softest spot for you, caring for you crazily much and showing you so too.
Analysis of Eat Jin+Mandaggo Vlive last year in Osaka

…anon asked me to do this some time ago, sorry it took so long! This Vlive happened day after that weird “Tae disturbing naked Jungkook”, and for me, it’s even more interesting ^^ This is going to be quite long (it’s like an episode from some drama, I swear); still, I hope you’ll enjoy it!


The Vlive starts with Jimin, texting someone on his phone. We hear „buzz“ for few times, then Jimin puts the phone aside and greets us.

He explains he’s going to do Mandaggo show. (Mandaggo is the show he did with Taehyung few times before, it was about dialects/accents.)
Jimin dramatically reveals that the show was almost cancelled altogether. „Why?“ He laughs, amused+bitter. „You know why?“
…And, here it comes, it’s 1 minute, 49 seconds into the Vlive and Jimin starts to be petty about Taehyung. „Kim Taehyung said he won’t do it anymore. SO I SAID „DON’T DO IT THEN.““ And he’s alone today.

He starts to wonder who should he invite. Jimin claims he just started to think about it. 

„Not Kim Taehyung for sure, even if he’d come, I’ll lock the door.“ He mentions Hobi and Suga… for different reasons, not good choice either. (Or course not, because it’s not them who he wants to do the Vlive with.)

He praises Jungkook, good maknae, he’ll come for sure if Jimin will text him. So he says: „I’ll text him now.“ And he does just that.

Suddenly Jimin’s phone starts buzzing like crazy. Jimin is shook. His face then spreads into pleased evil shock and he laughs and yells in disbelief.
„Let’s see what V wrote me,“ says Mean Jimin, very amused. Tae spams his phone with messages about the Vlive and asks him if he can/should come. „Why so suddenly? Why he texts me? That doesn’t make sense. Would you believe that?“ 

Tae obviously texts Jimin because he saw – as he said later – that Jimin started the Vlive and probably also that Jimin accused him of not wanting to attend.
Jimin obviously finds it hilarious, his voice trembling with how much fun he has now. And it’s only 4 minutes into the Vlive. For second – or is it even third time now? – time, he repeats he won’t let Taehyung in even if he comes.
„Taehyung wants to join Mandaggo, that’s what he wrote me. Wtf? I don’t like that!“ Mean girl Jimin is laughing madly and throws his phone on the chair in front of him.

What kind of reaction is that? Jimin, you told us Taehyung doesn’t want to be on your Vlive, yet we hear 261 buzzes of your phone and Tae wants to come. It’s YOU who is pissed about this situation and don’t want him to come. Well, I’m not a psychic, but from what I see it wasn’t like Taehyung didn’t want to come so you said not to. I feel like it was more like you had a fight with him and refused to let him on Mandaggo. But… let’s continue.

Jimin is enjoying himself now and he shows us book he bought. We still hear his phone buzzing in the background. For a while he randomly talks about dialects and laughs about it on his own, when someone’s at the door. (It lasts for like a minute. Yes. There’s a whole minute of Jimin, doing Mandaggo on his own after he bished about Tae, before Jungkook joins him.)

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Leather Jacket and motorcycle

Summary: You get stuck in the rain and get rescued by your knight in shining armor… riding a motorcycle. (BuckyxReader)

A/N: I’M BACK. Sorry for being gone so long but I am back and I already have another thingy waiting for you after this one! I wanna thank my princess @bucky–b4rnes for proofreading this ♡ 

Warnings: Swear words? I guess? It’s basically just fluff.

Word count: 2209


Originally posted by gliceria


You ran down the stairs of the subway station, hoping you would be able to be home in your bed before the sun came up, only to find a man wearing the uniform of the New York subways standing in front of the gates.

« Sorry ma’am, ‘line’s closed. »
« What do you mean ‘the line’s closed’, what happened? »
« A cow fell on the rails. »
« A cow? »
« Yes. »
« You’re joking. »
« Do I look like I’m joking ma’am? »

You were about to rip the man’s eyes out but opted for the less illegal solution and walked away, cursing under your breath as you climbed up the stairs. The cold was teeth-chattering, and you quickly started shaking, putting your arms around your chest in a desperate attempt to block the chilliness. Of course you had to forget to take your coat. You felt the sting of a droplet of water hit your face and you silently prayed it was just a woman watering her plants a few floors above you. Unfortunately it wasn’t, and you soon found yourself soaked to the skin, running as fast as you can,  in the hope to find some place to hide from the rain, somewhere where you could stay dry, or at least dry up. During your frantic race in the search for a shelter, you quickly found yourself slipping and falling straight on your butt, not forgetting to break a heel in the process. You looked down at your broken shoes in disgust.

« Of course the one time I decide to wear heels… I hate you, you fucki- »
« What are you doing down there? » A man with a deep voice chuckled. You looked up at him. Glaring daggers at him truly.
« Looking for my dignity apparently. » You muttered while taking your shoes off, and the man laughed.
« You’re gonna walk bare foot? » He snickered, taking your hand in his in order to help you up. You could have refused his help, you should have; but you didn’t.
« Yes I’m going to walk bare foot, I need to go home. »
« And you can’t take a cab? » He asked, sounding genuinely worried, still not letting go of your hand.
« I don’t have my wallet. » You sighed in defeat and he joined you. He let go of your hand and you suddenly you felt cold again, but it wasn’t for long as you saw him take off his jacket and put it over your shoulders.
« Now you’re gonna be cold. » You stated, clearly unimpressed, and he chuckled again, shaking his head slightly, a cocky smile playing on his lips. You couldn’t decide if you wanted to punch his teeth in, or kiss him.
« I’ve got a bike, » he stated « it’s resting a few streets down the road. I can take you home… If you’re ok with that. » For an instant, you saw the shadow of shyness on his face, but he replaced it with a smirk so fast you started to doubt yourself. « I mean, you don’t really have much of a choice anyway. »
You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest in defiance, forgetting the fact that the only thing keeping you from getting even more soaked was the jacket he kindly offered you.
« You’re an awfully cocky guy. »
He shook his head again, and of course you knew it wasn’t the only truth, he had something different, he was different, you knew that behind the smirk, the perfect teeth and smug look, he was the kind of guy who would lend his - really cool and probably really expensive - leather jacket to a complete stranger, not only because you had just experienced it, but because there was just something special escaping him, a certain warmth radiating from his body.
He decided to ignore your sassy remark and threw you a blinding smile.
« Where d’you live doll? »
« Brooklyn. »
He nodded quietly and started walking toward his bike.
« I never said a was coming with you. » You yelled at his back as you refused to follow him.
« Don’t be a pain in the ass, just come. » He yelled, walking back to you, lowering his voice as he came closer and closer. You shivered, finally realizing you had been standing bare foot under the rain for long minutes now. He couldn’t help but notice your shuddering, and without a second thought, he grabbed your knees in his left hand, and snaked the other one under your back, lifting you off the floor in a swift motion.
« What the fuck?! » You squealed as you gripped his neck in surprise, digging your fingers in the skin of his neck.
« I’m Bucky Barnes by the way. »
« I know who you are, but being an avenger doesn’t allow you to carry people around like that! » You tried to sounds angry, but you sounded more shocked than actually pissed, which, of course, made Bucky laugh.
« Put me down. » You whined.
« You’re gonna get a cold doll. » You scoffed but didn’t answer, you slowly relaxed into his arm, and quickly, exhaustion got to you and you found yourself falling asleep on his shoulder. You woke up to the sound of Bucky’s voice.
« Hey darling, wake up. »
You slowly opened your eyes and your gaze met Bucky’s, he had a gentle smile plastered on his lips, his eyes were digging into yours and you felt your breathe hitch in your throat at the sight.
He set you down on the bike, holding your waist with one hand and the handlebar with another, making sure neither you, or the bike were going to fall over. Slowly, he let go of your waist and bent down, untying his shoes and taking of his socks.
« The fuck? » You said. He didn’t answer and just shushed you as he took your freezing cold foot in his gloved left hand, slipping the sock on your foot gently.
« I’m gonna ask again, what the fuck? »
He chuckled but didn’t stop.
« Your feet are already freezing, if you’re not at least wearing socks, you won’t be able to feel your extremities by the time we reach Brooklyn. It’s a weird and awkward solution but it’s a solution. If you’ve got a better one, please, by all means, speak up. » He retorted and you snorted, but stayed quiet, unable to hold back a smile. He handed you a helmet and helped you put it on. His hand softly brushed your cheek as he slip the helmet on your head and you wondered for a second if it was intentional, silently hoping it was.
He sent you a proud smirk and tapped the helmet with his palm.

« Aw! »
« All set doll. » He grinned smugly. You were about to retort something clever but worry started taking over your mind.
« You’re not wearing a helmet. » You stated, concern lacing your voice.
« Darling, I’m Bucky Barnes, I don’t need a Helmet. »
You scoffed. « Fuck you’re arrogant. » He just winked and hopped on the bike, patting the seat behind him, so you sat down, wiggling on your spot to find a comfortable position.
Bucky turned to look at you, a tender smile playing on his lips. « Hang on tight. » So you did, you grabbed his t-shirt, holding onto it for dear life, nuzzling your face in his broad shoulders.
« Alright, let’s go. » He whispered, before pressing the accelerator, the engine roared as the wheels started burning the asphalt. You squealed as speed hit you, and you gripped his shirt a little tighter, your knuckles slowly turning white with the pressure.
« Problem? » You heard him snicker.
« No. » You muttered, clenching your arms around his torso. He chuckled and sped up.
The ride went by quietly. Manhattan to Brooklyn was a fairly long ride and you were exhausted. Bucky’s back was warm and comfortable and you soon found yourself dazing off, taking in the sight of New York spread in front of you, the quietness of the streets disrupted by the loud humming of the bike. You couldn’t notice Bucky’s quick glances at you every time he would stop at a red light, or the radiant smile he was repressing, and you didn’t even realize when he put his hand over yours, making sure you were still hanging on tightly. If you had been wide awake, you would have noticed the way Bucky’s heart sped up each time you moved, even imperceptibly, or how he would shiver every time your grasp wouldn’t loosen, just slightly. You straightened up when you passed the Brooklyn Bridge and Bucky turned to look at you, concerned. His breathe hitched in his throat when he saw your face. You were focused on the stars playing in the sky, and the way the lights of the bridge reflected on the water of the East. You were taken aback by the sight but Bucky was dumbfounded by something else. You were glowing. His heart skipped a beat and he turned around, desperately trying to hide the blush creeping up his cheeks. He wasn’t used to this, he had always been the ladies man, and now he was wrapped around your fingers. Just in an instant.
You felt the engine slow and the humming of the bike die down. Bucky turned the wheel and slowly parked on the sidewalk. You looked at him, too stunned to speak and he just smiled fondly at you.
« Something wrong? » You inquired, sounding more worried than you had hoped for. You weren’t worried about the bike giving up, you were worried about Bucky, maybe he was too cold, or maybe you had done something wrong. You hoped you didn’t. He silently took your hand and helped you off of the bike.
« You seemed to enjoy the view, so I thought you’d like to have a closer look. » He grinned proudly.
You took off your helmet and rubbed your eyes, trying to fight off sleep. You smiled sleepily at Bucky and he answered with a blissful chuckle.
The sidewalk was wet and and you shivered as your feet hit the cold concrete. Bucky’s socks were thick and warm, but not enough to shield you from the rain. You started shaking and before you knew it, Bucky had you off the floor and wrapped in his warm embrace. You didn’t squeal this time and you let yourself be carried. You relaxed in his arms, melting in the embrace of his cologne and the heat of his skin. You exhaled in his neck and this time, he was the one to shiver. You closed your eyes for a split second and you missed the ecstatic smile that took over his face. When you opened your eyes, you were next to the balustrade; the view was breathtaking. The glimmer of the water, the faint light of the moon, covered by the darkness of the clouds, the city shining in the distance, you let yourself be overwhelmed by the smell of the rain, the scent of the wet concrete and the running water of the river. You felt like time had stopped all together and the sound of the streets were muffled in your ears as you lost yourself in the moment. You closed your arms against Bucky’s neck and you felt his smile in your hair.
« We should go » he breathed, « you’re shivering. »
You laughed and rubbed your eyes in exhaustion. « Yeah, I am. »

It wasn’t long before you were in front of your building, Bucky had speed up the pace and now it was time to say goodbye.
You got off the bike and hurriedly thanked him as the coldness of the pavement started biting your feet, you ran toward the door but heard him call you before you could open it.
« Hey! I didn’t catch your name! »
You turned around and smirked proudly « It’s Y/N. »
« Well Y/N, I’m glad I bumped into you. »

———

The next day you decided to go back to the Brooklyn bridge, hoping to bump into Bucky, again. So you got up quite early and took a long, relaxing shower before heading out, not forgetting to take his jacket with you… actually, putting it on you.
The moment you stepped foot out of your building, you were met with an all smile Bucky.

« Are you stalking me Barnes? » You sassed. He blushed but covered it with a genuine laugh.
« I thought you’d be tired today, so I brought you coffee. » He handed you a warm cup of what seemed to be very dark coffee and you couldn’t help but smile at the attention.
« Besides, you still had my jacket… »
« Oh so that’s why you’re here! » You exclaimed.
« Well, I mean… » He blushed again and you chuckled in response. You saw the two helmets on his bike and tilted your head in confusion.
« I thought, maybe, we could ride around New York… again. » He smirked.
« I’d like that a lot. » You went ahead of him and put the helmet on, patting the seat in front of you, urging him to hurry, sit, and take the wheel. Bucky sat down and you hopped on the bike behind him, making sure your grip was tight around his torso, as you now knew what kind of crazy driver he was.
« So, you want your jacket back? »
« Nah » he said, » it looks better on you. »



Tag list: @whotheeffisbucky @crying-over-supersoldiers @melsmarvel @marvel-fanfiction

Never

Characters: Y/N (reader), Jensen Ackles, Natasha (OFC), Rosie (OFC - mentioned)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Cheating (kinda - not really), low self esteem, language, slight violence.       

Word Count: 1400ish

A/N: This was supposed to be a gif blurb for a gif @chaos-and-the-calm67 send me. It was born out of two conversations I had today. One with @percywinchester27 and one with @mysupernaturalfics - who is also the sweet angel… really more like demon spawn but… she did beta on short notice. :P

You felt a knot form in your stomach when you saw her. You had feared something had been going on between the new PA Natasha and your husband. You had never brought it up to him, because saying it would make it real. It wasn’t that he had ever really done anything to make you doubt him, but the way she was giggling and touching him every chance she got, it would upset you more than you cared to admit. You justified his actions in your mind. Jensen was gorgeous and out of your league.  You had gained weight and you were feeling less than confident about the way you looked. Especially after having your daughter.You tried telling yourself you couldn’t blame him for going elsewhere to get his needs filled.

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anonymous asked:

I always see "MC fearing of thunderstorms" blah blah blah..but what if MC doesn't fear thunderstorms, what if she actually enjoy it? Like there's a thunderstorm going on at 4AM and her s/o wakes up to MC sitting by the window just watching the thunderstorm silently RFA + v + saeran pls

aw I like this.

Zen:

*Awakened by a clap of thunder he sits up and sees your silhouette by the window

*He thinks you’re scared

*”Babe come back to bed ill protect you.”

*Surprised when you tell him you want to watch

*But MC why its just thunder

*You shush him and motion for him to come join you

*He brings a blanket and wraps you both in it

*Zen never thought to sit and watch a thunderstorm before

*But with you in his arms, it might not be so bad

*The two of you stay up until the storm is gone

*Zen has a new appreciation for thunderstorms

 Yoosung:

*He wakes up and sees you leaning into the window

*His voice is shaky as he tells you he will protect you

*”M-MC, what are you doing? Its going to be okay…I’ll-I’ll protect you!”

*Yoosung no

*When you tell him you just enjoy watching thunderstorms and that they don’t scare you he’s embarrassed 

*Oh.

*He’s still a bit frightened of thunder so he approaches you but stops halfway there

*You have to pull him over and hold this boy

*He relaxes in your arms and you two enjoy a nice night together, eventually going back to bed when the storm calmed down a little

*Yoosung isn’t afraid of thunder anymore

*Immersion therapy

Jaehee:

*Jaehee is very confused as to why you are awake at 4 in the morning

*”MC? Why aren’t you in bed? Is something the matter?”

*When you usher her over, she’s a little reluctant 

*After all, the poor woman rarely gets enough sleep as it is

*She can’t say no to your eager smile though and drags herself out of bed

*She’s a little grumpy, but soon relaxes after you wrap your arms around her

*You both sit on the windowsill, her head in your lap

*You stroke her hair as the two of you relax and watch the storm peacefully

*You start talking to her only to realize that she’s asleep

*So you sleep there as well.

*She calls in “sick” the next day ;)

Jumin:

*Immediately thinks something is wrong

*”MC? MC, are you okay? MC whats wrong?”

*Calm down Jumin

*He is so relieved when you say you just find thunderstorms fascinating and beautiful

*Drags you out to where the best view in his penthouse is

*Sits on the windowsill and brings you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist

*Long after you’ve fallen asleep, he is awake

*He just watches you, thinking about how amazing you are

*He is so thrilled that you love thunderstorms

*Because he does too (I head canon him as a guy who loves nature and finds it fascinating)

*It becomes a tradition for you to watch thunderstorms together

707:

*Sneaks behind you and wraps his arms around you

*Peppers you with kisses and teases you about being scared

*He won’t let it go, even when you tell him you just think thunder is pretty

*He does it just to annoy you

*He drags you outside and you two watch the storm from there

*After it gets too cold, he carries you back inside

*Pillow fort facing the window? Pillow fort facing the window.

*This fucker designs the most elaborate pillow fort you’ve ever seen

*Cuddles all night

V:

*Because he’s blind, all of his other senses are heightened, so he doesn’t sleep very well during thunderstorms because of the noise

*So when he wakes up and reaches for you to cuddle and doesn’t feel you, he gets a little worried

*”MC? Where are you?”

*When he hears your voice, he relaxes

*He knows that you’re safe and thats all that matters

*”What are you doing awake and out of bed at this time of night??”

*When you tell him you find thunderstorms beautiful and fascinating, he falls in love with you even more

*As if that was even possible!

*He climbs out of bed and buries his face in your neck

*He spends the night holding you and whispering all the things he loves about you

Saeran: 

*”MC what the fuck its 4am get back in bed.”

*When he’s ignored, he gets pissy

*”MC!! Don’t ignore me!”

*When you shush him and explain that you just want to watch the thunderstorm he rolls his eyes

*You’re so weird why would you want to watch a thunderstorm at 4am

*But not having many experiences with nature due to his childhood, his curiosity gets the better of him

*He reluctantly approaches you and watches

*He would never show it or admit it, but he’s a little scared of thunder

*His awe overpowers his fear though

*You have to pull him down with you, onto the floor so you can cuddle

*After a while, your backs start to hurt from being hunched over on the floor

*So you push the bed up against the window

*You two fall asleep in  tangle of limbs and blankets

*Saeran is always reminded of you when he hears thunder now 


A/N-I hope this was okay!! Thank you so much for requesting this. It was honestly so cute and fun to write!

Massage (Jack Maynard Smut)

AN: sorry if this sucks, I haven’t written in so long, let me know what you think! Requests are always open!

Warnings: NSFW, unprotected sex, dirty talk


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“Con?” I whined as I walked through his and jacks apartment door.

“He’s not here, out with Ollie.” Jack turned around to face me from the kitchen counter.

“Ughhh!” I huffed as I stormed over into their living room, plopping down face first into the couch.

“Why do you need him?” Jack asked following me.

“My back kills from work and I wanted him to massage it.” I spoke into the couch cushion.

“I could do it, I was the one who taught him how anyway,” Jack rolled his eyes, I turned my head to look at him.

“Really? You’d do that for me?” I smiled.

“Of course, YN.” He rolled his eyes.

“But I’m wearing a dress..”

“Nothing I haven’t seen before, babe.” He chuckled as I blushed.

Jack and I were best friends, and of course best friends do crazy shit, like skinny dip together or even sometimes accidentally see each other change.

“Alright, but no funny shit.” He laughed and nodded before straddling my legs.

I felt my dress being slowly pulled up to my shoulders, exposing my bare ass.

His hands started putting pressure on my sore spots and they instantly started to feel better.

“That feels so damn good.” I hummed into the cushion.

Jack started adding my pressure on my sore spots, earning my moans from me.

“Fuck Jack,” I moaned, his grip on my waist got tighter and I swear I felt his dick rub against my ass.

His hands slowly started to linger lower to my ass but I was in too much ecstasy to say anything.

“Jack, what are you doing?” I moaned as I felt his big hands start to massage my thighs, close to my center.

“Don’t worry, just relax.” He shushed me, my eyes fluttered shut listening to his soothing voice.

I felt his finger tips ghost over my clit before they dipped into my panties pushing them to the side.

“So wet, so pretty.” He spoke, mostly to himself.

His fingers slid against my wet slit before pushing into my core. My back instantly arched.

“Jack?” I questioned him.

“Just stop thinking YN, we’re gonna massage all the way to your core.” He shushed me.

“Fuck jack,” I moaned out, trying to push my pussy closer to his fingers. His other hand gripped my waist and held me down so I couldn’t move.

“You feel so tight, baby.” He hummed, slowly dragging his fingers in and out of me.

“Jack, I need more.” I barley breathed out.

“What do you want, baby?” He circled his thumb against my clit, teasing me.

“I need you, please.” I arched my back trying to get closer to him.

“What do you need, YN, come on baby, beg for my cock.”

“Please, please fuck me Jack, I can’t take it anymore.” I whined loudly.

“Good girl,” he hummed removing his fingers from me.

I whined at the loss of contact, Jack chuckled and I heard his belt unbuckling behind me.

I felt the couch dip as he got up and dropped his pants and boxers on the ground and then got back behind me.

He dragged my panties down my legs before sliding his between my folds.

“You’re so hot.” Jack groaned as he pulled my hips up so we were in doggy style position.

I felt his cock slowly slide into me, we both let out a moan at the same time.

“Holy shit,” I cried out, my face burying into the couch cushion.

His large hands gripped my hips pulling me into his thrust every time.

He felt amazing, his cock knew all the right places to hit, I could feel every inch of him being buried inside of me.

“Jack! Fuck me harder” His gripped got tighter, I swear I’ll have bruises there in the morning, he complied with my command and thrusted harder and harder into me.

“Jack..I’m no gonna last long.” I groaned, his hands left my hips and gripped onto my hair.

“Fuck Yn, me either.” He pulled my hair so I was pulled up against his body.

He quickly connected our lips and I immediately kissed back. He reached his hand around to my front, while we were still kissing, and started to circle my clit again.

“Jack,” I whispered out of breath, he nodded, assuming what I was thinking.

He pulled out of me and I climbed off the couch.

“Take your dress off.” He commanded as he pulled his shirt off too.

“No bra? You dirty girl.” He smirked watching me.

He sat down on the couch and I straddled his lap.

“You’re so beautiful.” Jack smiled as I blushed.

I took Jacks length in my hand and started to stroke it. I started slowly rocking my body, against his cock, sliding it between my folds.

He starting kissing my neck, trailing little kisses and love bites down my collar bones and boobs.

I lined him up at my entrance and sunk down onto him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled on his hair as he stretched me out.

“Fuck jack, you feel so good.” He groaned as I tugged on the hair by the nape of his neck.

His hands flew to my hips to help guide me. All you could hear was the sound of skin slapping and our moans.

“Jack, I’m so close.” I whined. My head fell into the crook of his neck. I started leaving love bites all over his neck, marking him up for everyone to see.

“Fuck YN, me too.” He breathed out, tilting his head back so I have more access.

I grinder my hips down harder as I felt the familiar knot in my stomach start to build up.

“Jack, fuck I’m cumming!” I groaned out. He smirked at me and bit my neck as I came. I kept riding him, trying to make him spill over the edge.

“Fuck YN, you gotta get off before I cum inside of you.” He tried to compose himself.

“Just do it baby, I’m on the pill.” His eyes lit up and he quickly picked me up and flipped us into missionary position.

His hips drilled so fast into me I was starting to see stars.

“Holy shit jack!” I was so sensitive.

“Fuck baby, cum again, you can do it.” His thumb flew to my clit and started to attack it.

“Jack! Jack! Fuck!” My back arched my eyes screwed shut, and my toes started to curl as he thruster harder into me. I felt myself being pushed over the edge again and I let myself go.

“Fuck that was so hot.” He threw his head back as I felt him cum inside of me. He kept thrusting, riding out our highs.

He kept himself inside of me as he pulled me up and sat back down so we were in the riding position again.

“That was amazing.” He smirked as he kissed me roughly.

“I was waiting to do that forever.” Jack groaned against my lips.

“Hey Jac- holy shit guys! About time!” Conor covered his eyes.

“Fuck off Con! Get outta here!” Jack pulled me against him so Conor couldn’t see anything.

“It’s my house too, prick.” Conor laughed as he walked down the hall into his room.

“He’s never gonna let me live this down.” I groaned burying my face into his neck.

“Oh well, something this good shouldn’t be forgotten.” Jack smirked, quickly winking at me.

just got back from the draw meet at like 3am we were the last people there lmaoo thanks to everyone who dropped by to say hi! <3

all you guys were really cute! lots of good cosplays too! 💙

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I was tagged by @hansolsdeliciousanus a long time ago

And I’m tagging the usuals @hyuckwon @hey-uta @iamncttrash ik you did this before but i wanna see your face again lmao @haedreamers @kyuhuyn @markleetrashh @chittaporno


And here’s an exclusive pic of me with my children

Shit fic post #2

-Ethan watching barbie for comfort but also because it was on and he just…. Didnt wanna change the channel
-tyler walking in and just like 👀👀 why
- but then barbie says something dumb yet relatable
-next thing ethan knows tyler is sitting next to him just… Both watching barbie and the nutcracker
-and they eating popcorn
-and ethan goes to talk during it but tyler just shushes him
-mark walks in and just nopes outta there he just needed a pen he didnt need barbie rn
-next thing they know its 4 hours later and they got sucked into binge watching barbie movies

anonymous asked:

Can I request RFA + saeran reacting to a MC self harming like how they would find out and react (sorry if this makes you uncomfortable and you don't want to this) I'm currently almost a year clean!

Well done, anon! That’s a brilliant achievement ^^. I’m over 2 years clean now and currently feel really positive in myself. I really hope I wrote these alright because everyone self-harms for different reasons and feels differently about it. I tried to sort of generalise it and I’ll put a trigger warning here that there are mentions of self harm and blood (Not detailed, though) ~H x

RFA with an MC that self harms

Yoosung:

-He saw it by accident one day at school
-You were both in science, doing an experiment involving water
-The water had splashed on your sleeve and Yoosung had kindly offered to dry it off
-You didn’t expect him to pull your sleeve up, though
-He saw the scars on your arm and gasped in shock, quickly pulling the sleeve back down so that no-one else sees
-You looked down in shame
-Yoosung was never meant to see that
-“I’m… sorry,” you apologised.
-“You’re coming to mine after school, right? I really want to talk to you. Why are you sorry?” Yoosung responded.
-“I thought you’d be upset with me. Or disappointed,” you explained.
-Instead of answering, Yoosung pulls you into a big hug as you try not to cry
-At Yoosung’s after school he asks you when it started and why it started
-You’re reluctant to tell him but he eventually has you in tears, spilling out the full story of when you started with depression
-All throughout, Yoosung hugs you close to him, rocking you and stroking your hair
-“You’ve been through so much, MC,” Yoosung said after you’ve finished, “I’m so proud of how strong you’ve been. But please- it breaks my heart to think that the most wonderful, most beautiful person I know would harm herself because she thinks she isn’t good enough.”
-You nod. You understand how he feels and you wish it was as simple to stop
-But Yoosung went through a rough enough time after hearing that Rika was mentally ill
-So now that he knows what you’ve been suffering with, he’s not letting the same thing happen to his precious girlfriend. He wants to get you professional help.
-And if you think he’ll be too shy and won’t
-Think again
-Because this boy loves you

Zen:

-After a while of dating, he noticed that you always wore long sleeved tops
-One day, it was absolutely boiling outside but you wouldn’t take your jumper off
-Even though you feel like you’re going to be fried alive
-“Babe, just take your jumper off! You look like you’re boiling,” Zen tried to persuade you.
-Your sudden, “NO!” is all it takes for him to confirm the worry he’s had for a while
-“MC, please will you show me your arms,” he asked seriously as he reached across the table to you and held your wrists.
-You squeeze your eyes shut and shake your head
-Not today. You can’t let him see. He’ll think you’re a failure
-“MC,” he said so sternly that you jump in shock
-As you jump, his hands accidentally slide up your arms and scrape a recent cut
-You yelp in surprise
-And he doesn’t allow you to pull your sleeve back down
-When you face him, you’re expecting some sort of emotion but you didn’t know what
-What you certainly didn’t expect was tears
-“How long?” he asked quietly, maintaining eye contact and making you want to shrivel up in yourself
-“A while. Since before I knew you,” you responded, making him know that he had nothing to do with the mental illness you’d be struggling with for ages.
-“Does anyone know?” Zen asked.
-You shook your head.
-“MC, I want you to look into my eyes and tell me that you want to hurt me in the same way you hurt yourself,” he said sternly.
-“But I can’t- I don’t- I love you!” you argued, wondering how he could suggest such a thing.
-“The fact that I now know you did this gives me exactly that pain. Imagine how I feel to know that you would suffer through this alone, without telling anyone, hurting yourself in such a way,” Zen sighed, holding your hands tightly.
-You don’t know what to say. You’re not good enough. Surely he knows this
-“Please- we already lost Rika- we can’t lose you. I can’t lose you. Not after everything we’ve been through,” Zen cried, now fully letting tears stream down his face.
-“I’m sorry,” you whispered, “I’m disappointing you.”
-“No!” Zen immediately interrupts, “I’m just worried about you because I want you to be well. Please let me take you to see someone. They can help you.”
-You didn’t want to see anyone- that’s why you hadn’t
-But if Zen was hurting, you’d at least give it a go
-“Ok,” you agreed as Zen pulled you into his chest.
-At least you had something to live for- your wonderful boyfriend
-Did anyone notice the quote I kind of took from Phil? It’s so beautiful

Jaehee:

-Mama Baehee sees and knows all
-She realised practically immediately
-Because she literally forced you to take your jacket off when you came to her house
-You were really worried how she’d react and if she’d realise you weren’t the support she needed and ditch you
-Instead, she ordered you to sit and talk
-“You can say what you like to try and get out of it, MC, but you aren’t leaving until I have the truth,” she insisted.
-So you cried and told Jaehee everything
-“What I think you need is someone there to promise you that they’ll always be with you and help you to believe in yourself,” Jaehee seemed to analyse.
-But then she shuffled closer to you and hugged you
-“MC, will you let me be that friend? Can I help you?” she asked, to your surprise.
-You were already crying too much so you just nodded
-So Jaehee smiled and started to cry too
-She looked so cute crying but you didn’t deserve her
-In fact, you wondered how many times you’d drawn a line of your own blood because you were ashamed of your sexuality
-But with Jaehee hugging you so tightly and promising to be there for you, you allowed yourself to imagine what a world with good things in for you could be like
-What if Jaehee did like you back?
-Oh if only you knew
-If only you knew how much it broke her heart to see that you’d caused yourself pain
-Jaehee wondered if it was her fault for not being a good enough friend
-It’s not, Baehee, you’re perfect and we love you

Jumin:

-It was whilst you were still ‘trapped’ in his penthouse that he found out
-He thought you were about to leave
-So he grabbed your arm to stop you escaping
-You know the Visual Novel I’m on about, right?
-And you accidentally let out a yelp of pain
-He let go go your arm and saw blood seeping through the fabric
-Forget whatever he was about to tell you- you were injured
-“MC, what happened? I didn’t- I didn’t hurt you did I?” Jumin panicked.
-“No- it’s not you. I’m fine,” you lied.
-He wasn’t about to let you pretend you weren’t hurt
-So he rolled your sleeves up
-And saw the lines on your arms
-And broke down
-“MC- I- Why- Why would you do this to yourself?” he asked, practically in tears.
-You just hung your head, not answering
-“It’s not me, is it?” Jumin asked with his eyes wide, “Am I trapping you? Is that why? Please- I’ll let you go immediately.”
-At this point you’re pretty sure he’d leaked a few tears
-“No,” you said calmly, “It was way before I met you that I started.”
-“How could someone as kind and beautiful and perfect as you do something like that to your body?” he asked.
-“I’m not perfect or beautiful in any way. I’m messed up. Really messed up. I just wanted to try and help you,” you explained.
-“And you are doing. So now I need to help you,” Jumin said sternly.
-You looked up at him
-And started crying
-So he cried too
-Jumin decided to envelope you in a hug
-So you just cried into his chest, feeling safe
-Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to stay at his penthouse forever
-When Elizabeth was around, Jumin promised himself that he’d force you to see the best counsellor in the world

Seven:

-He found out just after you’d started living in his house
-He’d told you he had something to fix on his computer but you were having a really bad day
-So to you, that just seemed like an excuse to not spend time with you
-He loves you though, please never think that! People love you and sometimes they actually just have to do stuff
-For once, he didn’t put his headphones on
-So he heard crying and decided to come and check it out
-Only to find you with blood coating your arm in a pile of tears
-He panicked
-And just runs towards you and hugs you close to his chest, not caring if he’s getting blood all over him
-You cry into his shoulder for a while whilst he just rocks and shushes you
-He knows the feeling
-Whilst he never self harmed, he was very depressed for so long
-And he knew what it was like to feel like you shouldn’t even exist anymore
-But without you
-He couldn’t exist
-Deciding it was best to tell you this, he starts to
-“MC, I love you. I couldn’t live without you. You mean so much to me. You helped me with my depression and now I want to help you. Please, let me save you like you saved me,” he begged.
-He’s going to do absolutely anything he can to help you

Saeran:

-I feel like he’d know the signs
-Because I’m pretty sure he’d self harmed too
-So he just asks you
-“MC, do you self harm?”
-“What makes you think that?” you answered sceptically.
-“Because I did for a while. You were what made me stop. Please don’t lie to me and show me your arms,” Saeran ordered with clear concern in his eyes.
-You show him your arms- it’s pointless hiding it
-“You’re going to come and see my counsellor with me,” Saeran said immediately.
-“No, Saeran! I don’t want to see a counsellor,” you begged.
-He grabbed you by the shoulder and leant down to look you directly in the eyes
-“I don’t care if you want to go or not. I’m not going to allow the person that saved and healed me to suffer herself. I love you too much to lose you. My life is nothing without you,” he told you.
-You hug him really tight
-And just wonder how you’re both messes
-Saeran was not going to allow you to help him as much as you had without him helping you in return
-He loved you too much to lose you

V:

-You were constantly thinking that you were nothing compared to Rika
-Sure, she’d been crazy, but V had loved her
-Probably more than he loved you
-V found out you self harmed when he accidentally walked into the bathroom whilst you’d just finished showering
-You had a towel wrapped around you but your arms were exposed
-And bleeding
-“I’m sorry- wait, MC, your arms!” V started to apologise before seeing the lines and blood on your forearms.
-You hung your head
-He was going to tell you that you were nothing compared to Rika- that you were weak- that you were weird for harming yourself
-But he didn’t
-Instead, he runs towards you, gently takes your arm and kisses all your scars
-“I made a mistake last time- I didn’t help her. I’m not going to make that mistake again because I love you so much that I will force you to see a therapist,” V told you.
-“But I don’t want to-“ you started to protest
-“I know. Last time I made the mistake of thinking love would be enough. I’m not blind anymore and I can see that despite me loving you, you need proper help. I don’t want to lose you. You mean far more to me, MC,” V said.  
-I’m sorry for the blind joke, really I am
-It suddenly registered in your mind what he was saying
-V loved you
-He loved you more than he’d loved Rika
-And he wanted to help you
-Finally- someone did
-And you loved him