anonymous asked:

RFA boys + V with MC being a teacher and all that comes with it. Like, for older kids a specialized knowledge about a certain subject and knowing teen stuff, and with little kids being up on all the latest "kid" things and always looking at (cont)

(Cont) toys and picture books and singing silly songs. And of course, the grading and lesson planning and kids who give problems and stress that comes on top of that. But she really really loves being a teacher and won’t give it up.

(Combined because of similarity!!)

A/N: These requests are so pure and I enjoy them so much but ive never seen how a teacher prepares for anything so i went based on what a few things teacher friends/my dad told me and how i interact with my siblings and stuff ;A; ~Admin 404


           -The two of you act like such kids yourselves, but he absolutely loves it, you teach younger children and he can see how soft and sweet you are to them!

           -He actually enjoys some of the cool kid gadgets you check out for your class

           -That cool robo-dog toy? He wants one now


           -He’s actually sat in on a few classes of yours his butt actually fits in the little kid chairs

           -The little tikes love him to death! They like to tease him about dating you

           - though they all think he’s a kid too just in a higher grade ;A;

           -But sometimes kids can get rowdy, and he knows this

           -When you come home stressed out, from kids misbehaving, he’s always there to lighten the mood! Tells you stories from when he was a kid, full of silly sound effects, and he’s even borrowed picture books from his mum to show you childhood pictures! It embarrasses him sometimes, but he knows that you enjoy the imaginations children have so it can’t hurt to tell you, right?

           - also lowkey shows up around snack time when he visits because he freaking loVES THE JUICE BOXES AND COOKIES MC CAN HE HAVE SOME TOO


           -He knows how difficult teaching can be, his parents were teachers

           -SUPER. HYPED. When he found out that you’re a HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA TEACHER come on y'all i saw the chance so i took it

           -You actually went to school!!!! For acting!!! That’s amazing! He’s a natural so he didn’t have to

           -He tries to come to your class at least once a week to give the students some tips (since he’s in the field and semi-famous and all)


           -He dropped out of school and had bad experience with teachers so he was actually really iffy about your job at first

           -But the first time he watched you shine because of your passion for helping these teens, he knew you belonged in this career

           -But when you come home from a long day of teens being….well….teens, he feels so bad

           -He was a rebellious teen so he thinks he can help talk to them about listening and respecting everything you try to do for them he kept them for two class periods one day lecturing them about how much respect you deserve and the kids all literally cried and hugged you at the end of it jfc zen what did you sAY TO THEM

           -Always there to wipe away your tears, whether they be of joy or sadness, when your class puts on plays. You’re proud of your students but he’s always 10x more proud of you because heY MC YOU DID THAT, LOOK



           -She thinks it’s so cool because!!!! The two of you can both really appreciate literature

           -It’s like a personal little book club between the two of you, always talking about themes and deeper meanings

           -Not to mention she lives for the drama you over hear in your classroom come on we all live for gossip every now and then dont judge me or jaehee and you can teach her all of the younger lingo which she uses to understand a few of the interns at work

           -When you’ve been up for hours trying to grade papers, she’s always there to help with them

           -Mainly because she wants to avoid you bashing your head against the table because they’re all writing the same things over and over again

           -If she comes across something she’s unsure about in her readings you’re the first person she asks

           -Love love loves helping you pick which books your students are going to analyze next

           -Not to mention!!! You always have all the newest books in almost any genre because of your job and!!! She always has something new to read!!!!

           -If your day was rough though, she’s got coffee at the ready for you, the two of you are going to sit down and just rant about anything and everything that happened because hey kids can be stupid, she’s not gonna tell on you for pointing out the obvious


           -He finds it absolutely adorable when you come home covered in paint, glitter, marker, you name it

           -Calls you his masterpiece what a sap

           -Not used to being around kids but he visits your kids as often as possible


           - they paint kitty whiskers on his face sometimes and you’ve never seen him smile bigger

           -They once asked him to build a tower out of blocks with them and he took over the entire project, made a replica of the C&R building

           -When the two of you are at home, though, he refuses to admit he enjoys it there with the kids. Complains about paint on his white shirt, why are kids to loud, they’re so energetic what the heck, etc etc

           -Always buying cool new toys and craft things for your classroom- he knows how teachers are paid and he just wants to help out. For you. Not for the kids. its totally for the kids dont let him fool you

           -He never really knows how to comfort you if you come home from a hard day with your class, so he usually sits with your head resting against him. He listens to you rant about everything that happened, running his hand through your hair to let you know he’s listening.

           -Never ONCE has he asked you to quit your job. He thinks teachers are important and should be treasured, and he sees how happy the kids make you every day- he could never ask you to give that up but hey mc if you ever wants kids of your own, he’s got you, wink wonk


           -Teacher? lmao what’s that not everyone is a freaking genius saeyoung shUT UP


           -You were a high school computer science teacher, and hello MC i could be of service saeyoung pls

           -He came in as a guest speaker one day and none of the students could keep up with what he was saying??? What’s all of this?? Mr. Choi can you please dumb down the lesson???

           -By the end of class though, everyone (including him) were just drawing stupid pictures on MS paint sigh

           -He’s actually really excited that you teach computers to teenagers!! Computers are great, MC!!! You can teach them to hack! no saeyoung thats not what i do, thats you

           -Sometimes he’ll play dumb and ask you for help with his computer just to hear your teacher voice (it doesnt work often because you KNOW he knows what’s wrong)

           -“MC, you can be the teacher and I’ll play the naughty student *eyebrow wiggle*” he walks in with a plaid skirt and knee high socks what a fucking doRK

           -There are days that the kids just don’t listen and do whatever they want, and it frustrates you to no end. Some of them were wrestling and broke a monitor once, and you had to call Saeyoung, break down and cry on your lunch break. He’s always there at the end of the day with blanket forts and HBC to get you away from all electronics even for a little while

           -The next day though, he hacks into all the computers in your classroom and scares the students into paying attention because what person doesn’t freak out when someone starts listing their personal information on their screen???


           -High school dance teacher?

           -Are you his soulmate MC because it’s really feeling like it

           -He’s a dancer himself! (though he doesnt practice it often)

           -So he always offers to be your partner on days you’re teaching couple’s dances!

           -He can tell how much effort and passion you put into helping these kids learn the art

           -You absolutely radiate warmth and excitement if your class holds a recital


           -But kids will be kids, which means sometimes there are attitudes thrown around

           -Some days you feel as if you get no respect, and they do whatever they want to do, and it breaks not only your heart but your spirit as well and he will not stand for it

           -He’s very good at lecturing, and seeming nice with a threatening undertone. So when he catches something like this happening, you can bet he’s in front of the class, pouring his heart out about how much respect you deserve for all of your hard work and they shape up real quick every time this happens. So he kisses you on the forehead and lets you keep teaching <3


           -You work with little kids all day?

           -Why would you wanna do that to yourself jfc

           -You’re always looking at cute, kid crafts and he kind of wants to try them but he’ll never tell you that

           -Very very afraid to visit your class because? He’s scary, he doesn’t want the little kids to be afraid of him

           -But they WEREN’T. AT ALL. He could feel his heart melting at how much they actually liked him like holy crap MC i wanna come visit every day


           -The two of you are the power team at story time, everyone is completely enthralled with the story, voices, and how you act them out

           -When you first told him that you were a teacher for little kids, it made complete sense to him. You’re so sweet and kind and patient and bubbly and it just cliCKED WOW MC YOU ARE A TEACHER

           -But kids have tantrums, and short attention spans, and they’re very stubborn, so if you have a rough day, you actually have to calm him down instead saeran you cant threaten the children its okay im just tired ill be fine

           -The two of you have naps on those rough days, he’ll rub your shoulders to help you relax, and he actually goes out of his way to look up things for your lesson plan the next day!

Teacher, Teacher (Biadore) - Ch. 1

A/N- Hey guys, Red again, just a quick note, PLEASE send prompts of Drag queens you would like an appearance. ANY feedback is good! I would appreciate feedback! Thank you so much again

T/W- Swearing

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Unhappily Ever After - Bellamy Blake Imagine (Part 2)

Originally posted by chatnoirs-baton

Bellamy Blake x Reader

Word Count: 1,267

Warnings: look i don’t think so, but it’s like a bit disheartening i guess ??

You can read part 1 of this story here (Aside)

“Pandora please. Just let me talk to her.” He pleaded, like he had been for the past hour, day. “She does not wish to see you.” Was always Pandora’s answer.

A rather large man, almost inhuman with multiple piercings and a large cloak came down and whispered something to Pandora, which caused her eyes to widen and run upstairs.

“This is all your fault!” Raven lashed out a Clarke, well tried to with the chains around her wrist. “How is this my fault?” Clarke retaliated back to no avail. “You just had to snoop around, you just had to get caught in the out of bounds area of all the places! I thought you wouldn’t have been this stupid.”

“Clarke, what exactly did you find?” Monty said in a rather hushed tone compared to Raven’s. “The Maximus. It’s just sitting there surrounded by nothing, in a room all by itself.”

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Just, Breathe - Part 2

Summary: Pasts do not define futures if you let them. You can only move forward and hope for the best.

Prompt:  “I just don’t think I can do this anymore”
“Who gave you the right?”
“You’re a coward you always have been” very angst Daveed x Reader or Lin x Reader, please! - Anon (the other prompts will be in the next parts I promise)

Warnings: swearing, Angst, implied smut, sexual Spanish references

words: 3,050 (non chill Gee is back at it again.

A/N: You guys asked me for some fuck me up real good angst soo I did this? This was actually really fun to write and Marti helped me a lot with the dialog because i fucking SUCK, but I’m so happy with how it turned out. There is 100% going to be another part if you guys want it that is. So if you enjoy this please let me know so I can start working on the second half asap. Thank you for reading this, this is the first time i’ve stepped back from something and thought i actually like this. Be safe and stay lovely. I love you. - A.Ham (Gee)

Tags: @yehummno @ruth-hamilton-delrio (because i know this killed ya) @isis278


Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 (coming soon)


- Flashbacks are in italics.

Your eye scanned over the pages and pages of notes whilst you picked out the harmonies of the different cast members in the room. Every note hit home, you had read and reread the sheet music a thousand times since you had agreed to take over from Alex, wanting to make a point that you deserved to be here as much as the next person, even if you didn’t feel like you did. As you listened to the voices glide through the verses your ears pricked on something different.

“guys, hang on” you sighed out fairly loud to be heard. The melody ceased as you made your way up the stairs to stand down stage. You slinked towards Lin chewing on your check as you did so. “you’re flat, its putting me off” you shot him a pointed look. There was a small part in your brain that thought he may be doing this on purpose. He knew exactly how much it bothered you when something didn’t sit right, it would play on your mind and completely drive you insane. God help if someone sang over a song out of time, they might as well be dead to you at that point.

“I think I got this [y/n], i’m far from flat” he brushed off taking a sip of water, his eyes skimming over your frame as if it was a challenge. You raised a brow.

“sorry, I forgot, refresh my memory, who did you hire to conduct this musical?” you enquired with the most sarcastic tone you would fathom.

“who wrote the god damn thing?” his attitude way too cocky for his own good. How fucking dare he, who does he think he is? Staring you down with a face like thunder. The eyes of every other cast member burned into you from all angles.

“you had no idea what you were doing back then either” you shook your head down to the floor. “If you have an issue with me doing my job just speak up would you, god knows it’s never stopped you before” you added leaving a wake of gasps and eye rolls.

“guys, lets call it a day get some rest before tonight, I think someone needs to cool off” Tommy released the tension in the air with a clap of his hands before the whole stage started to disburse off into the wings. You gathered your paperwork once you reached the piano, gently tapping the pages to line up with each other. Internally, you cursed yourself for letting him get to you. He had no right to make you feel unwelcome, between all the hard work you had put into In The Heights and any other god damn whim Lin wen’t off on, you deserved the right amount of respect to do your job properly.

“I’m sorry” you heard Lin say barely even a whisper. You were quite sure that your head had just made it up and you carried on filing the papers into their proper place.

“I knew I was flat, I was trying to mess with you and i’m sorry” he said louder this time, making sure that you definitely heard it. Your eyes grazed up at him a questioning tone hung in the air around the both of you. You couldn’t help but feel like he was still playing games. For the duration of your entire engagement it felt like a huge game of seeing how far he could push you before you would finally snap and called it off. You never did. You loved Lin with all of your heart and the thought of having to call of the wedding you planned for too long, saved too much money and spent hours picturing in your head made you feel sick to your stomach. It was something that you would never do because long story short all you really wanted was to marry him. He was your best friend and your partner in crime through everything, that was, until he wasn’t.


“we’re not the same people we were [y/n]” he ran a hand through his messy hair, the dark locks pointing in every which way they could find. “things have changed, we have changed”

You stared at him from your side of the room. Lin paced back and forth like there was an invisible  boundary that he knew not the cross.

“bullshit Lin, I haven’t changed one bit and you know that. I’m not as good of an actor as you, I can’t change my persona at the drop of a hat its not me, its you” you stepped closer. “you’ve changed, you want more out of this relationship then i can give you. You’re taking things from me that I can’t give you” a flash of recognition graced across his face but was quickly replaced by anger. You wanted nothing more then for this stupid fight to be over. When you announced the wedding everyone was over the moon and most of all you were happy. The thought you of spending your life with your best friend meant so much more to you then a dress and a cake. It meant that you would have a lifetime of growing and learning new and wonderful things about each other every day. you savoured that, every last drop that Lin would give you as a glimpse inside his mind you cherished with all your heart. Sure between the years you had fights like this, but they always blew over, nothing really came of them. You would throw something at him (granted it may have been a cushion or too you didn’t want to actually harm the poor guy), the both of you would shoot insults back and forth at each other for a while until you both ended up laughing at something stupid and putting the argument to rest. Thats how you worked. Two fiery personalities in one apartment could get intense sometimes but that was who you were as a couple.

“I think we need to cancel the wedding” he made the comment without even being able to look you in the eyes, like he was ashamed. Ashamed of the fact that he was breaking your heart, ashamed of the fact that he was admitting he was wrong for the first time in your relationship.

You looked him in the eyes for the first time in 6 years. All the love that was once shared between the two of you was certainly not lost. His hands ran through each other in a nervous fashion, in some attempt to keep his cool.

“you haven’t changed a bit Lin” you stuffed the now level papers into your bag before picking up your jacket and slipping it onto your torso. “you constantly think that you can say sorry and everything will be fixed” using every excuse to fiddle with things in your bag so you didn’t have to look up and see his pleading eyes boring into you again.

“are you going to throw the fact that i cancelled the wedding in my face after all these years?” he was angrier now. His hands braced themselves into fits at his sides, dark brow furrowed out of pure frustration.

“well you did so i’m going to go out on a limb and say, yes” you said swinging your bag over your shoulder. He stopped you. Dragging your shoulder back until you spun around to meet him face to face, you didn’t realise how close you actually were until both of your noses practically touched. His breath was warm against your lips as he towered over you. It may have been years yet he still had a strange intoxicating effect over the whole of you.

You sighed. “just let me do my job, and do yours properly. I don’t want to be a part of your games anymore Miranda” you shot turning away from him. You made a b-line back to your office locking the door behind you. There wasn’t a chance in hell you were going to let him throw you off your game tonight.


On a normal day, your earlier run in with Lin would have thrown you off your game. However, there was no time to be off your game on opening night. You pushed all notion of nerves and anger aside and focused on doing your job to the best of your ability and let me tell you something, you did. Your first night at Hamilton was the best show that you had ever done and you knew it. So when the cast let their open palms point towards you in the pit you were more the happy to stand and wave to the surrounding people cheering every single person who worked on the show that night. You spun around to greet the audience placing a hand over your heart in thanks, you were truly moved by the way that you had been welcomed into the Hamilton family, so it was no surprise when a stage hand handed Lin a mic and he coughed in order to command silence over the theatre.

“As many of you know, Mr Alex Lacamoire has left us in the very capable hands of Miss [y/n] [y/l/n]” he paused smiling up at the crowd from the crumbled piece of paper in his hands. There was a round of applause until he held up his hand to signal silence once again. “I am more then happy to welcome her back into not only mine but the rest of this cast’s lives, [y/n] is one of the greats and I very thankful to have her as a part of this family” you let yourself get a slight tear in your eye as you beamed up at him centre stage, no matter how mad you were with him he always had a way with words that penetrated every single fibre of your being. He looked down at you, his brown eye glinting with love before he lifted the mic to his mouth one last time.


After everything has settled down and each of the respective cast mates had filed into their dressing rooms to get changed for the night ahead you headed to your office sliding on the dress you had chosen for the afterparty. You had insisted that there was no need for a party but between everyone else they had decided that you needed one, apparently. Something about tradition and you were in no mood to argue with tradition at the prospect of cocktails.

The bar as full of people that you knew but you honestly felt like a stranger. The last time you were here you were with Lin. You were happy, new love was blossoming and you were basking in the entirety of its glory, at this point it felt like you couldn’t let the memories stop pouring back through your brain like polaroids in the dark room that was your brain, and boy did they come flooding back.


Your palm rested lightly on his bicep, as the atmosphere of the room swept you up, whipping all of the emotions that lingered around you into a frenzy. You looked up at the gentleman in front of you. You couldn’t help but tell yourself that he was quite handsome. Picking a patch of lint of hiss lapel you ignored everything he said focusing on the rise and fall of his chest as he laughed at his own joke.

You laughed back, a subconscious nod to the fact that you didn’t have a clue what he just said. Before you could gather anymore of your own thoughts a strong grasp made itself present on your own arm. The icy touch making you gasp slightly. You didn’t have to let your mind run wild or fast to figure our who the hand belonged to. Merely the feel of Lin’s hands on you made you extremely aware of his presence.

“Excuse me, [y/n] can I borrow you for a second?” He asked to no one in particular, almost as if he didn’t intend the statement to leave his mouth as a question. “press thing, excuse us” he turned to the man you had just been conversing with and pulled you away. Weaving in and out of the crowd you wondered how many people could actually see what was going on. You knew you were in trouble, and you knew it wasn’t going to end in your favour.

As the winter air hit your lungs you almost choked. “what do you think you’re going [y/n]?” Lin asked moving round to face you. In his normal disposition he would have added a cocked eyebrow to emphasise the fact that he wasn’t actually pissed at you. There was no cocking of any eyebrow at this point, his face was a pure picture of him waiting for an answer.

“I was talking with that man, you told me to socialise. I was doing as i was told for once” you shot back quicker then your mind could compute that you made a poor choice of words. “Do you think this is a game? Oh, my dear you are highly mistaken” he replied rocking back and forth on his heels. He was practically fizzing.

You let your hip slide to the side in a questioning manor, this drove him crazy. The fact that you could use your body to drive him insane and make him question his thought process was something that he was always in awe of. Tonight, not the case.

“This is not a game, if someone sees you flirting with other men that gives other men permission to flirt with you. Do you really think thats appropriate after the last few months? What do you think was about to happen?” he enquired crossing his arms across his broad chest.

“[Y/N]!” your head whipped from the intent stare you held with Lin to the voice of your friend drunkly running out of the event. “[y/n] you know me and free bars, who is this?” she slurred pointing towards the angry man who now made his way towards your side, letting a hand drift to rest in the open back of your dress. “Lin, i’m [y/n]’s boyfriend, nice to meet you” his attitude shifted. The smile playing on his lips reached each side of his face as he took your friend’s hand in his to shake. “It’s cold out here no, we should get going, I’ll get us a cab” if this man’s demenor changed anymore within a short space of time you were pretty sure you were going to end up with whiplash god damn it.

He placed a soft kiss behind your ear, to everyone on the outside, an innocent act. However it was only you that felt his finger tips press into the soft skin of your back. It was only you that heard the spat tone of “Make an excuse, get in the cab” and before you could find a sarcastic comment to respond with he left your skin lingering with feathered fingerprint bruises and he was at the edge of the curb hailing a car.

“Well” you sighed gathering the long pool of silk that was your dress up around your wrist. “Enjoy the free bar sweetie, we must get coffee soon!’ you called back flashing a reassuring smile behind you before sliding into the cab. Lord knows what would face you on the other end of short journey. You dreaded it, but you also couldn’t help but press your tights tightly against each other at the thought of it.

You slammed the door not bothering to let him finish the sentence that had bearly left his throat. A cold front came over your entire body, the random chit chat that Lin had engaged you in on the way home was not something you cared for. Apparently tonight he gave a damn what your cab driver over heard, it had never really stopped him before.

Letting the train of your dress glide over the dark wood floors of his apartment your eyes burned into the back of you.

"who gave you the right?” he asked into thin air tugging his tie loose.

You didn’t answer, you simply threw your handbag onto the couch before walking over to the large windows that framed the city skyline perfectly. Lights illuminating every single asset of the city. Your teeth tugged on your bottom lip subconsciously as he strode towards you reaching for your waist as he did.

“you should know by now i don’t like someone admiring whats mine” he breathed down your neck letting his teeth grazing over the soft skin at the nape.

“I’m yours Lin, you know that” you whispered not sure whether you were in the right place to talk back or not, however you were feeling extra brave with pushing your luck tonight. His fingers tugged at the zipper on your side, as he moved his free hand to fist the hair at the base of your neck tugging down slowly earning a low moan to escape your throat. You were clearly not in the right place to talk back to him at this moment. He let out a breathy chuckle.

“always an answer for everything mi amor” your breath hitched as he pressed himself around you. consuming every single part of your senses as he let his teeth trail across the top of your ear before he whispered. “enviar”


“hey lady of the hour, I lost you for a minute there” a slight look of concern crossed Lin’s face as he questioned you letting his hand rest comfortably on the small of your back like before. It was all too much. between every single moment that the both of you had shared and every single moment you still had to share you knew you wouldn’t be able to go another moment before doing this. For whatever reason every single ounce of feeling that you had every felt for this damn man came flooding back to you and for this reason and this reason alone.

You kissed him.

Well, well, well, what do we have here?

Why the birthday celebration of none other than Boo Seungkwan of course! 

We have the birthday of an amazing young man who is so bright, so funny, so talented.

Boo Seungkwan is my best friend (he just doesn’t know it yet)

Why you may ask?


Firstly, he is way to funny to be real. I mean he is the type of guy who will put a smile to everyone’s and i mean everyone’s face!

Originally posted by wonnhao

And his laughter…. its so cute… so genuine… so real its addicting!

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And the attitude! Let’s be real, Seungkwan is Booyeonce for a reason! The shade could even make Mariah Carey burst into tears!

Originally posted by fabulous-girl-here

He just has to give you a look and you are done!

Originally posted by hansolmechwe

But he is also so good-looking!

I hate that there are people who hate him because of the fact that he is not extremely lean and slim. To these people I want to say… ‘are you kidding me? Kimbab kidding?’ How can you hate on someone for that> And sure he is not slim but to be honest thats what I love about him! He is a real human being and his size is perfect!

And what is this about his company hitting him for being ‘fat’?! I personally would hit those people for being so stupid instead! I personally don’t want to be worrying about our boy one day having some sort of body dismorphia due to always feeling not good enough!

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He is so supportive of his members! So kind and thoughtful!

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Always wants to help! (Even if sometimes he tries to hard)

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And he is generally such a beautiful human being! Just look at how pure he looks!

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Look at him tearing over their first win at a radio show!

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And look at the poor boy crying on the day of their win! He literally broke down and could not calm down for so long!

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This boy even apologises for crying! Just in order not to be a burden!

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And look at how gentle he is! How caring! Taking care of that mic and kid!

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He always provides people with the comfort they need! 

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He is not someone who whys away from saying how he feels! He is sensitive but there are times when he expresses himself to the max, and that is when he appreciates others! (Also, same Seungkwan, same)

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Look at that cutie being clumsy! How can you even hate such fluff?

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And I’ll never forget the face he made when a member messed up! He looked like he was ready to slap all of the universe!

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And his voice… oh his voice is so beautiful! He can sing so many notes, so many songs, he is literally impossible to comprehend! He always makes me speechless!

Originally posted by 17diamondcarats

So in conclusion, I hope you can see the beauty of Boo Seungkwan. 

Its okay not to be perfect but none is. Instead, Seungkwan is simply beautiful all around! He is kind, supportive, funny, talented and so much more!

All I, and many other fans want is for him to stay healthy!

I want to see Seungkwan happily munch on more!

Originally posted by lonexsamurai

I want to continue seeing him have the time of his life! 

I want him to continue singing because he loves to do so!

I want him to continue dancing!

I want him to continue not being embraced of how well he knows girl group dances and just how good he is at them! Or just how good he is at acting so funny!

Originally posted by dailyseungkwan

And most importantly i want him to continue with his attitude! After all it is genuine, it is Boo Seungkwan! And sure, many call him ‘feminine’ or even ‘gay’ but you do you Boo, there is nothing to be ashamed of! You are who you are and we will always love you! 

You are our angel (sorry Jeonghan!) or maybe our little devil… maybe both!

I hope that that beautiful smile never fades, that that laughter never dies down! Crying is ok, emotion is ok. 

I hope you can talk to  people who understand you.

Boo Seungkwan, you are a very interesting case for me. You are the first idol who I love in the most platonic way(as weird as that sounds) possible and that makes you so special for me!

And of course, may you always be the ‘best quality’ that you were and still are!

Happy Birthday Boo Seungkwan! May you always shine bright like the diamond you are! And if one day you feel like you are fading…. its ok! Because there are so many Carats that will always be here to support you and help you get your shine back, including me!

I love you Boo Seungkwan!

We love you Boo Seungkwan!

And you will never fathom just how much!

Originally posted by doom-dada-diggity

Thank you for reading!

Let’s spread the love for Boo Seungkwan and lets give Seventeen all the appreciation and love that they deserve!

ronan ‘oh my god im so in love with adam parrish what is happening to me’ lynch
  • idc what u say ronan honestly gets BUTTERFLIES IN HIS STOMACH every time adam enters the room
  • yes its true u heard it here folks; stubborn tough angry ronan lynch gets Butterflies from sweet charming studious adam parrish
  • and when adam talks to him and lets his henrietta accent slip in ????? oh shit Oh McFreakin Shit thats the end of ronan lynch rest in pieces
  • sometimes it’ll just be him and adam at monmouth or st. agnes when everyone else is who knows where, and it’ll be all normal and casual for adam but ronan’s heart is thumping out of his chest and his hands are shaking and oh my god what is happening to me
  • ronan is probably the first person to tell adam he loves him. i dont care if its before or after they get together, in a seemingly platonic way or known romantic way, but its happening
  • like, adam knows his friends love him, know they’d die for him, of course, but ronan is the first person to actually vocalize all these things to him. he tells him how loved and important he is and oh god, adam, please dont die, for me i wouldn’t survive without you, i’ve loved you for ages, please adam—
  • give me desperate and vulnerable ronan lynch who’s aching all over and pours his heart out to adam, can barely even look him in the eye because he loves him so much it Hurts
  • u wanna know why ronan isnt doing so well in his classes ??? huh ?? u wanna Know ??? ? i’ll tell u why its because he spends every damn class period staring. at. adam’s. hands.
  • “ronan did u memorize the latin vocab?”
  • hell fuckin no he did not he memorized the shape of adam parrish’s hands thats what he did
  • adam writing/taking notes is its own pure form of art ok trust me on this 100% ronan lynch approved
  • ronan’s life motto: ‘talk shit (about adam parrish), get hit (by me)’
  • ok but really
  • ronan honestly loves adam so much adam’s like some sort of beacon to him, some sort of hope and happiness and light and everything about him makes ronan believe in religion as long as that religion includes adam parrish
  • ronan would follow adam into the deepest pits of hell he’d do anything for him if adam even gave the slightest notion of wanting something
  • he dreams him stuff he needs all the time but w/out adam knowing?? like if he notices adam broke his pencil in class by accident, guess which aglionby student with a henrietta accent has a new pack of pencils in his bag the next day
  • even the smallest things tho ??? like razor blades or new shoelaces. ronan is the Official™ provider of Things That Make Adam’s Life Less Difficult Than It Already is
  • i bet ronan lies awake in his bed at night wondering if a boy like adam parrish could ever love him back
  • i bet he can’t even think about adam going away for college and leaving him behind, not seeing him everyday or getting him to laugh and do stupid things with him 
  • :( what a fuckin nerd
  • ronan is such a Mean Tough Guy until he’s around adam and then he turns into Soft Needy Puppy
  • disgusting. filth
    !!!!!!!!!!! EN D ME!
  • ok listen. i dont know how when or why but sometimes ronan just gets really affectionate and lowkey clingy and will just get a sharp dose of nostalgia when he sees adam in the kitchen or something and be like ‘how did i get so lucky’
  • and he’ll go up to adam from the side (never behind, he doesnt want to make adam jump or flinch) and gently wind his arms around adam’s waist and bury his face in adam’s neck
  • and adam’s hands will come up to ronans back and they’ll just stand there holding each other like the gross ass nerds they are
  • before they get together ronan PINES. and i mean like, hard.
  • ronan will be bouncing his knee or some shit and adam will put his hand on his knee to get ronan to stop and ronan literally just freezes. 
  • but also :(( sometimes ronan will pull back because he doesnt want to overwhelm adam
  • like, adam will grab his shoulder or something to get his attention and ronan will pull away as if he’s been burned and oh god he doesnt think these things through, does he, because he’d do anything not to see that look of rejection and confusion on adam’s face, and all he wants to do is jump on him and kiss him but he cant
  • ronan worships every little thing about adam. all of his quirks and habits, his likes and dislikes. ronan knows everything just by listening to adam and observing him
  • he knows adam can fend for himself and doesnt need to be protected but there will always be some small part of him that will go to any lengths to keep him from ever getting hurt and keeping him out of danger
  • ronan always has to make sure adam is okay. always. if they’re leaving cabeswater or something and they’re all walking back to the pig to drive home, and adam is looking particularly worn out and distressed, ronan will discreetly walk up to him and just be like ‘u ok parrish?’ and its not until adam gives him a teeny tiny smile and nods that ronan is satisfied
  • everything adam does is just amazing to ronan. every little thing. so precious and heartwarming and it makes him so dizzy because how can he be this in love 
  • and how can someone so radiant love a mess like him
  • but he does, and thats all that matters

                         KYLO X READER || Soul Mate 6

“the voice you hear your thoughts in is your soulmate’s but you don’t know who they are until you hear them speak for the first time”

A/N: NEW UPDATE! YAY! Okay, things are really getting intense now (as if they weren’t before) i’m pretty stoked to make the next few parts as I’ve got a lot in mind. BTW! Guess who finally makes an appearance this chapter? Please enjoy/reblog/like…whatever your lovely soul wants to do! [GIF NOT MINE]

Word Count: 2.3K+

Warning: Cursing? As usual.


Anyone who cried as much as you did couldn’t possibly recognize their own face, how could they? The way your face was heated, cheeks stained with undried tears along with your bloodshot eyes–it was something horrifying. Yet, in the back of your mind, a questioned raised: how was Kylo not the least bit grossed out at the sight of your terrifying aftermath called a face? Taking in yet another sniff as you continuously wiped your tears, you weren’t sure what you were crying about at this point. “Stupid Kylo Ren,” You muttered, tossing the crushed up toilet paper towards the mirror with such force, you couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as you watched it completely miss and land in the sink.

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High School Brad

A/N: this is soon late. my apologies. also i know i haven’t posted much of anything lately, again I’m really sorry I'm trying my best (: I’ve been busy lately I’ve just aquired a new room mate and its been a very stressful change tbh, also I’ve gotten sick and it sucks. but anon requested high school brad with drama and a happy ending so here ya go. 

brad simpson, he was the boy everyone obsessed over, the boy who wore tumblr outfits and beanies making all the girls swoon. he was popular to say the least, he was a skater boy. some might even refer to him as a “fuck boy” you hated that, he was so hot and he knew and enjoyed every ounce of it. You hated the fact that you were so attracted to him but you almost couldn’t help it, he just had a way about him, just the way he held himself. he was a cocky son of a bitch too, all the girls loved him. he had curly hair almost always covered by a beanie or a snapback with his range or arctic monkeys t shirts and tight black skinny jeans. you had algebra with him and he sat directly behind you, he liked to mess with you and call you names like sweet heart and princess in a sarcastic manner.

you walked into algebra that day your headphones in listening to your music before the bell rang as you normally did. you were already irritable as it was 7am so added annoyance period was not needed. you felt a poke on your back and you knew exactly who it was and you were not in the mood for his shit today. “heeey, hey. hey. pst” he kept going until you finally turned around. “brad. what do you want?” you said with an unpleasant expression. “well princess, id like a lot of things actually but for now how about the homework from last night?” he said trying to be a smart ass. “like id let you copy my homework, now please leave me be” you said clearly annoyed. “c'mon, please. i cant afford another bad grade, i seriously just don’t get any of it” he pleaded. “fine Simpson, but this is a one time thing, you got me” you said slapping the paper on his desk. “you’re a life saver sweetheart” he winked. “what’d i tell you about those stupid nicknames” you said before turning around again. he passed the paper forward right before the bell rang for class to start.

it was 2:00 and school was over, your teacher said she had a tutor job for you in the library and for you to sit in the very back of the library and wait for them. you were sat there for a good 15 minutes, until you saw a familiar face only over a foot away from you. this couldn’t be happening, this has to be some sort of joke. “brad can i help you with something?” you said in a sarcastic tone. “actually yeah, seeing thats what a tutor is meant to do” he laughed. “please tell me you’re joking” you said in pure shock. “listen this is embarrassing as it is so can we not have to repeat why i’m here, and can we do these things somewhere else next time?” he said in a quiet tone. “you mean these TUTOR sessions, yes we can have those at my house next time” you laughed. “oh don’t enjoy yourself too much there” he snapped back. “okay okay, lets get to it then”. you went through his mid term review for about an hour until the session basically concluded itself and you packed up your stuff. “so tomorrow your place?” he said looking at you with a smile. “yeah, but dont get any ideas buddy” you joked making the both of you laugh.

in the past week you’ve gotten to know brad a little better, enough to know that he wasnt all you thought he was. he was actually kinda nice, and funny for that matter. he wasn’t the douchebag you thought he was. but of course with all this you started to grow feelings for him, you knew you shouldn’t let yourself fall for him but it was one of those things that you cant really control. everything was going fine until Friday when you walked into school. about ten people asked you the same question, “YOU AND BRAD HOOKED UP??” you were ready to kill him. you were on a mission now, to find brad and to talk some sense into him. the bell rang before you could find him, but that did not mean you’d let this go. you met in the front of the school everyday after school.

you sat at the edge until you saw brad approaching you as if nothing happened “you ready to go?” he said in his casual Birmingham accent of his. “well brad, give me one reason why i should even let you back in my house?” you said in the most pissed off tone you could muster. “wait what?” he said confused. “brad, why the fuck would you tell people we were hooking up!?!?” you said absolutely infuriated. “oh that, um. please just let me explain” he said rubbing the back of his neck. “honestly i thought you were different. i always thought you were an asshole who was way too full of himself, and i was right” you said trying to steady your breathing. “please, don’t say that. please i only said that because the guys were bugging me about what i was doing after school, and you’re so pretty and intelligent i know they wouldn’t bug me if i was with a girl like you” he said looking right at you. “brad you had no- wait did you just, um compliment me?” you said taken back. “don’t sound so surprised princess, you’re gorgeous and I’m an asshole for saying that I’m sorry. please forgive me.” he said desperation in his voice. “you always did know how to phrase things.” you smiled. “thank god” he breathed before hugging you tight. you both held each other there for a few minutes before you looked him in the face still hugging him. “would it be bad if i kissed you right now?” he whispered, as you felt his hot breath on your face. you shook your head no signaling for him to kiss you. he leaned down a bit and kissed your lips softly, causing your eyes to flutter closed and your mind to get completely lost in the kiss until you finally pulled away.

so what does this mean?” you said trying to process everything that just happened. “that i can take you out this weekend?” he questioned. “absolutely” you giggled kissing him again. 

*****I’m extremely sorry to say that this reaction is permanently down, due to gif problems! I apologize for the loss of feels and stupid boy reactions to sweet cuddles! Once again, I’m really sorry I can’t fix it (;≧n≦) ****** 

“Seventeen reactions to when you ask them for cuddles?” 


He would be so giggly about it and happy that you asked him to cuddle this time instead of him asking. He would be kind of an ass by teasing you cause he’s seungcheol. Hm, what thats? Can you say that again?~ You want to cuddle with me right?~ 



He’d be a little bit surprised by you asking because you guys usually just cuddle without asking so he would cherish this moment and have those words replay in his mind while you guys actually cuddle. “ ‘Can we cuddle?~’ You asked, so cute~” 



He would be really happy about it but give you a hard time about it because he loves you! Tough love from the gentleman Joshua~ Why didn’t you ask sooner? Were you nervous to ask me?~ This results in a flustered/angry you and no cuddles for Joshua, to him it would be worth it to see you so red



This amazing actor would act surprised and definitely agree to some cuddles with you! Because who doesn’t love cuddles?  Gasps! You want to cuddle with me? Your amazingly cute boyfriend? Hmm..okay~” 



Okay now Hoshi wouldn’t be faking his surprised reaction like Jun would.  He would be semi flustered at the fact that you wanna cuddle because he doesn’t cuddle with you often, mainly hand holding and kissing  but no cuddling yet till today! Wah, really? You want to cuddle? Okay, where should we cuddle?~” 



This kid would be 10/10 up for it. He would be doing a small dance to celebrate the fact that you asked him to cuddle because this is only like the 3rd time you askedWooah, you have perfect timing! I was just going to ask you to cuddle.” 



He would laugh as you ask because he would find it so adorable how your asking him for cuddles. Yah, you never ask, this is so cute. Why don’t you do this more often? Then he would hug you and definitely give you sweet sweet Woozi cuddles. You should ask me for more things now” 



He wouldn’t be laughing because your asking him he would just be laughing because he’s just so happy to get to cuddle with you. “Yah stop, you’re being way too cute, and I need to hug you right now! He would bring you into his arms and squeeze you. I love you~” 



He would be a dweeb the entire time you ask him. He would be making kissy faces at you and just being dumb overall. Basically he would tease you like Seungcheol. Hm what’s that? You want cuddles? Who do you want cuddles from?” 



Oh gosh he would be so flustered and happy about this. He would laugh out of pure nervousness because he has yet to cuddle with you. So this would be your first official cuddle with Minghao. A-ah, yes of course we can cuddle! You didn’t have to ask you know..” 



He would totally be up for it, he would stop you right in the middle of asking and just kiss your face as his answer. So does this answer your question? Or do I need to kiss two times for a ‘Yes’?



He would be too excited for this, he would literally yell yes because he’s that excited to cuddle with you. YES! YES, I wanna cuddle with you! A thousand times yes! You would be Seungcheol on the side lol



He would stop you in the middle of asking and just smile so brightly at you knowing how embarrassed or hard it might’ve been for you to muster up the courage to ask him to cuddle. “Aish, shoosh, you didn’t have to ask for cuddles! You could’ve just throw me on the couch and I would know!” 


Hello tiny children!!!  (๑•́ ω •̀๑) Tis Bubbles again with another reaction that I absolutely had so much fun doing! I thought this was a really really cute request! (づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ Today I used wanting to make my followers super happy as a motivation to finish this!!  (´・ω・)ノ So please enjoy this lots and give it and me lots of love guys! Thank you~  ( ・`ー・´)

**Gifs are not mine! All Credit goes to the original makers, thank you!!**

anonymous asked:

taegi for the ship meme maybe please? if that's okay ♡

of course it’s okay sweetie pie~ 

  • WHO’S MORE DOMINANT: yoongi. yoongi’s smaller, but he doesn’t think it matters. it’s all about the way you portray yourself, right? bite before size.. or that’s what he tells himself. in actuality, it’s just because yoongi loves to coddle him, cooing at him when no one sees. he loves the words taehyung screams throughout the night, the look of desperation suits him, doesn’t it? aren’t his lips so pretty and biteable? 
  • WHO’S THE CUDDLER: taehyung. taehyung is a morning person. really. so when he wakes up he likes to get the coffee going, start breakfast, clean up, way before yoongi even mutters a good morning. but it’s just because morning cuddles are on a whole other level, and taehyung likes to be prepared. so with breakfast in bed and a whole sunday afternoon to cuddle under the harsh aircon breeze, it’s just natural that taehyung curls up to yoongi, wrapping his arms around yoongi’s small torso. yoongi blushes at the intimate contact, but always manages to twist to plant kisses on taehyung’s forehead. it’s a rare moment they share - a quiet sunday, just.. together. 
  • WHO’S THE BIG SPOON/LITTLE SPOON: taehyung is usually the little spoon, because when cuddling is planned, yoongi likes to whisper into taehyung’s ear - his giggles fill the room within seconds. it’s just the way they both find comfort in each other, in ways they couldn’t ever with anyone else. but there are days, where the light’s shut off even before dinner, when taehyung comes home all battered from practice to find yoongi shivering on their couch. whatever the reason maybe, the room is heavy with a morbid sense of numbness, something taehyung can’t quite put his finger on. so wordlessly, he crawls over to yoongi and holds him. yoongi let’s himself be held, by probably the only person who he can let his guard down with. the raw emotions are readable, but taehyung chooses not to read them, until yoongi asks him. 
  • WHAT’S THEIR FAVORITE NON-SEXUAL ACTIVITY: there’s an ice cream shop down the avenue,  right across from where their first flat used to be. they used to go all the time, promises of youth and recklessness hanging around the door. taehyung loved sweet things - people joke that it’s why he fell in love with someone named “suga” - but it’s not because of the taste. it’s actually because of the sentiment behind it -  the happiness that seems to tag along. all the memories made at the first flat, the hardships of moving in, living together, working through differences are all bundled up into a small ice cream store. they go there together, on the “off days” as yoongi calls it, to remind themselves. every step they take, they’ll take together.
  • THEY FIGHT OVER: yoongi isn’t the jealous type, but he is the possessive type. that makes no sense but it does to yoongi. he doesn’t mind people liking who he does, why would he? they’ve got great taste then, right? it’s just when they start hugging, cuddling, nicknaming someone who deserves better than some odd drunkie, that yoongi fills up with fury, with blinded anger. they don’t fight about it, but yoongi feels like they should - the ride back home is always filled with deafening silence, a resentment that can’t be voiced properly by even someone who’s always so filled with love. 
  • WHAT HAS A SEASON PASS ON THEIR DVR/WHO CONTROLS THE NETFLIX QUEUE: taehyung. yoongi always falls asleep on movie date nights - always exhausted from work or creating or dreaming. when he droops to the side with his arms wrapped around himself, taehyung watches him instead. the soft rhythm of his chest falling and and rising, his hair strands shuffling everything to the side. yoongi stirrs wakes up from the intense gaze, so taehyung lends his lap over quickly in embarrassment to hide his creeping blush. yoongi never really comments. 
  • WHO REMEMBERS ANNIVERSARIES: neither. anniversaries are stupid, and that’s what they tell themselves. honestly speaking, neither of them remember when they got together, because it seemed like they always were. what year was it? what season was it? the date seems to shuffle around every year. the boys stop trying to keep up. 
  • WHAT DO THEY DO WHEN THEY’RE AWAY FROM EACH OTHER: taehyung breathes slower, lags in responses. walks around like he’s always confused, looking for something that, doesn’t seem to exist. taehyung just passes the day, goes home, becomes routine. yoongi becomes acute, sharp tongued. every smile insincere and filled with venom, every comment a vindictive criticism. both of their facades shatter when they collide again, a perfect blend becoming the embodiment of sheer perfection, a mess in which they reside with each other. 
  • NICKNAMES FOR EACH OTHER: yoongi was never good with nicknames - that’s what he tells everyone the first few months of dating taehyung. it takes one night in bed, a breathless, desperate taehyung for yoongi to start. when the boys demanded an explanation for the sudden display of cheesy, greasy, nauseating love, yoongi responded with the most explicit details of a possible one. 
  • WHO KISSED WHO FIRST: yoongi kissed first. actually, taehyung did but he missed. to be fair, he didn’t imagine yoongi to laugh right in his face. he faked his hurt with a nervous laugh and tried to brush it all off, before yoongi pulled him in closer, a hand around the back of his head pushing him on, “you look so nervous, stupid.” 
  • WHO REMEMBERS THINGS: yoongi. taehyung is an angel, yoongi thinks. how did someone like him, a foul mouthed, pessimistic, grumpy asshole, end up with someone so pure, and innocent and so loving? it seems like god gave him a second chance or something, so shout out to him. so every moment, he remembers. the shape of his lips when he smiles to when he laughs to when he cries; the way his fingers twitch when he’s in pain, mentally; the manner in which he speaks, when he’s agitated to when he feels euphoric. yoongi could be an sketch artist at this point, getting the detail right down to its point. 
  • WHO STARTED THE RELATIONSHIP: taehyung. after all, didn’t he try to kiss yoongi first? 
  • WHO CUSSES MORE: yoongi. it’s not like he wants to, or takes notice. it’s just that he’s bitter and he hates things and that’s just the way it’s been. it’s slowly getting better, the rough edges that square him up becoming smoother over taehyung’s poetic declarations. declarations of love that scared yoongi away at first. but he learned to embrace. 
  • WHO IS THE DIRTY TALKER: taehyung. he’s just a natural beggar. he screams and moans so loudly that the landlord comes pounding at their door sometimes, just to scurry off in fear of the words that taehyung’s hollering, the ones that echo throughout the night. if taehyung responding to sex attracts this much attention, people should really hear what he says. 

A HEAD CANON: a visit to the cafe

Taehyung scrunched up his nose as he plopped himself onto the sofa chair. “Did the barista just scribble his number onto your cup, in front of your boyfriend? Dude’s got balls.” 

Yoongi snickers as he turns the cup around. It says ‘To: SUGA, the cutest sweetest blonde i’ve ever met. Hit me up xo” 

He glances over at the barista. He’s not butt ugly or anything, but he doesn’t come anywhere close to - 

“Are you seriously; that guy just winked at you and you smiled are you joking? Hello Mr I-Got-A-Boyfriend where’s your head at? Are you listening you big dumbo?” 

Yoongi glances up to see milk foam stains on his upper lip, hiding the red line that’s curved so softly. Yoongi leans in, listening to Taehyung ramble. 

“That guy isn’t even that good looking I mean, I’m sure with like, make up and an apron I could look that good too. Oh my god his eyeliner game is on point though. YOONGI hyung tell me that you love me more why are you not answering it’s making my heart hurt.” 

Taehyung is pouting, but his pout doesn’t hide the fact he’s starting to feel insecure. So Yoongi snaps his fingers (because he’s a drama queen) to gain Taehyung’s attention and leans in to kiss off the foam. He stays leaned in, licking his lips for good measure. 

“But your everything is on point Taehyung. How can he even go up against that?” 

send me a ship?!

i was just thinking about prompto because i love him so fkn much, and started up some christmas headcanons;

  • he’s always the first one awake and pouncing on noctis’ bed and doing the “nooma nooma” video to him to wake him up (welp i hc that he does that EVERY morning but christmas is his jingle bells version
  • he’d be so cute and excited all the time
  • you cant tell me he wouldnt cONSTANTLY sing carols too after youve heard his voice. he’d probably just sing everything he says with that voice of his
  • he’d probably buy all of the guys a gift that was super personal and he’d put so much thought into it
  • and he’d never ever expect anything back, he’d always say that just spending the holidays with them is enough but obviously they’d pile him with gifts and he always treasures every single one of them
  • even the floofy jacket that ignis buys him bc prompto never wears jackets with sleeves, even in the winter, and it just means he ways catches cold
  • wrapping paper fights are important to him
  • and he’d take sO MANY PHOTOS and every year he’d get the ones from the past years out and they’d share stories every christmas eve
  • and ignis would make the roast and prompto would feel so festive he’d actually try to help, he really would
  • but the keyword here is tried. because he’d probably drop the bowl of sprouts and they’d roll everywhere and he’d shout “iTS OKAY I CAN JUST PICK THEM BACK UP AGAIN” but he’d end up standing on them and crushing them into the carpet and umbra would run in and try to eat them all
  • and ignis would just give him the Disappointed Mum™ look and prompto would laugh nervously before saying “eheh. well, noct doesnt like anything green anyway.”
  • and noct would be so offended that ignis actually tried to feed him sprouts
  • theyd all play games as well like
  • noct would bring a shit tone of video games and theyd probably end up playing some stupid ass fps games before prompto persuades everyone to play mario kart because “pEACH WILL SLAY YOU ALL”
  • and theres a collective groan because prompto PRAISES peach and ALWAYS says she’ll win 100% but he always loses to somebody whether its noct or ignis or gladio it doesnt matter
  • ignis would bring board games so when they play cluedo prompto would always get SO into the game and would really inherit the detective role but he’s still awful and never wins
  • he did win once but everyone keeps accusing him of cheating and they keep bringing it up every time they play or the topic of detectives comes up
  • and he’d get so. offended. because of course he’d NEVER cheat and he just desperately wants someone to acknowledge that he CAN win and he DID but the guys are like “how can we trust a cheater”
  • and he’d Sulk but secretly the guys would know he’d obviously never cheat, he’s too pure, but they take the piss out of him all the same because it’s too fun
  • noct is a hypocrite tho bc he would always try to cheat because he sucks ass at board games and “why cant we just play overwatch its so funny when prom thinks he can get through a game without dying as mercy”
  • prompto [from the back]: well maybe i would if SOMEBODY didn’t play as reaper just because “he looks cool and nocturnal” EVERY GAME when SOMEBODY still doesnt know how to use him and runs HEAD FIRST INTO ENEMY QUARTERS
  • he’d also play as mccree obviously but he’s already mastered mccree, so he wants to protect everyone with his mercy-like love
  • they dont play monopoly anymore
  • noct is a sore loser, lets leave it at that
  • warp striking into the board game SEEMED like a good idea at first but prompto still has the photo to prove that it wasnt. it really wasnt.
  • awhh prompto would plant mistletoe all over the place like he’s the literal lovebug of the century
  • you got a crush? whelp be careful because prompto has rambo ammo packs of mistletoe strapped to his chest and hes gonna make sure you’re happy this holiday season
  • but like, whoever u ship him with, he’d beg noct to sneak the mistletoe near them and he’d really try to be subtle but he’d be a blushing mess and noct would have to really step up his game as wingman by shouting somth like “oH U GUYS theres KISSING LEAVES ABOVE UR HEAD. thats a HINT. that you guys should KISS.”
  • and if u ship him with noct (promptis trash) then he’d give like no fucks prompto would just slide right up to him like “hey babe i think your hair is sticking up funny” and noct would look up like “hUH” and then see the mistletoe
  • then he’d look back to prompto and see him grinning from fucking ear to ear. think that his freckles are cute when he smiles like that and then he’d blink and suddenly prompto is making kissy pouty faces at him and there’s no escape
  • he (or his s/o) succumbs to the cuteness and they just drown in kisses and prompto is suddenly overwhelmed with how ON BOARD his s/o is and so shocked at how they WANT to give him so many kisses
  • and he’s suddenly a blushing mess and gets really emotional and turns the kiss into something really romantic and he loves the holidays so much
  • he just loves being surrounded by the people he loves, so sat there with his s/o and his best friends makes him so happy and the fact that they WANT to be there with them on christmas day makes him so happy
  • and im crying he deserves so much fucking love

anonymous asked:

An imagine when you're a Slytherin girl in Fred and Georges year but don't believe in all that pure blood supremacy stuff (bc you were raised by muggle mom but that's a secret) and is 'dating' Flint (for appearances) and one day Fred and George was gonna fight Flint and you stop it by kissing Flint and getting them out of trouble and later on run into Fred and reveal that you have feelings for each other and lots of fluff yeah sorry for my English it's not my first language you're amazing ily

A/N: Isn’t it? I wouldn’t have guessed (your English is brilliant, by the way!) And aw, thank you, that’s too kind of you to say x

Originally posted by obviouslyphelps

‘You know,’ said Flint, a small smile lingering on his face as he laced your fingers together, ‘I’m gonna be so happy when this match is over.’

You nodded, rolling your eyes slightly. You really didn’t understand his obsession with Quidditch but it was a lot better than dealing with his Pure Blood supremacy talks. Though those only really came about when he’d been talking to Malfoy for longer than five seconds.

‘And you’ve lost?’ came a taunt from behind you, making you jump.

The Weasley twins were standing at the other end of the empty corridor. There were small smirks on their faces which unsettled you slightly.

‘Well, well, well,’ said Flint slowly, letting go of your hand and moving towards them. It was between lessons so you knew that the chances of getting caught were slim. You could feel the tension rising in the hallway, and you knew what was about to happen. All of them were about to do something very stupid, and you were the only one who could do anything about it. ‘Look who showed their faces. I think I should dock points just for –’

Before you could really think about what you were doing, sensing the twins’s rising irritation at Flint, you moved between them. You could read on Fred’s face that this was only going to end in a fight, the way his hands had clenched by his sides, his eyes darkening slightly at the mere sight of Flint. So you did the one thing you knew would diffuse some tension. You moved and crashed your lips against Flint’s.

He was shocked at first, but kissed you back. He placed his arm lightly around your back.

A small cough echoed around the corridor, and you pulled away from Flint in time to see Umbridge watching you. ‘I think that’s twenty points each from you,’ she said, her eyes ablaze with something like irritation. ‘And forty for dawdling,’ she added to the smirking twins, which wiped that look off their faces.

Flint puffed out his chest slightly, seeming to think the battle was won, before nodding towards the other end of the corridor.

You sighed, knowing there was little you could do now, and followed him.

It wasn’t until later that evening, when you were wandering the corridors and trying to make things clearer in your head, that you saw Fred again. You’d been thinking about your mum, and how she’d have thought about the little charade. She’d have laughed, you knew that much, and then asked why you didn’t do something about the feelings which were slowly making themselves known to you.

‘Someone’s lost in thought,’ he said simply, causing a small smirk to slip onto your face.

You shook your head clear. ‘Yeah, miles away,’ you explained, falling in step with him.

‘I would be if I’d just kissed Flint,’ he teased, causing you to raise an eyebrow at him.

‘Shouldn’t you be nicer to my boyfriend?’

He shrugged dismissively. ‘I would be if I thought you actually cared about him,’ he said bluntly.

You paused, and he stopped a short way from you. His eyes were scanning you, as if trying to read something in your expression which you refused to give away.

‘I – of course I – what’d you mean?’ you spluttered.

A small smile slipped onto Fred’s face and he closed the gap between you. Your heart was thundering against your chest. You really liked Fred, but you knew that you needed to keep too many secrets. Your mother being a Muggle the main one. You couldn’t let people think that there was something like that behind you, and you knew the comments that would fly. You just wanted to protect her, and if that meant the appearance of dating Flint, then so be it.

‘You don’t love him, (Y/n),’ said Fred simply. ‘He likes you, yeah, but he likes the idea of a girlfriend more. But…’ he paused for a moment, and you could see that he was trying to figure something out. For the briefest of moments you could see that there was doubt behind his eyes. ‘I really like you, and I don’t wanna see you get hurt.’

You let out a breath that you weren’t aware you’d been holding. You hugged Fred Weasley in that moment, without thinking, and smiled into it for a moment before pulling away.

‘Fred,’ you said in a small voice, feeling a blush rushing up your cheeks. ‘I like you too, but I need – I’ve gotta –’

Fred lightly took your hand, an understanding smile on his face as he nodded. ‘I get it,’ he said in a small voice, but you could tell it hurt. ‘I’ll be waiting when you’re ready.’

‘Thank you,’ you murmured, knowing that you needed to make a few changes to your life. You gave his hand a small squeeze.

  • Luke: "W-We shouldn't be doing this here," you mumbled in between kisses. As cliche as it was to say that, it was nothing but the pure truth. He was your Math teacher, for Christ's sake. "Are we going to have this conversation again, (Y/N)," he chuckled, breaking the kiss. "I, just, I don't want us to get caught. I don't want you to be in trouble," you said, caressing his cheek. "Babe, we're not going to get caught. You know I'm only a substitute teacher, I'll be out of here soon. And then we'll be able to show everyone how happy we're together," he assured you. "I know, but we need to be more careful," you leaned against his desk. "That's why we're waiting for the school to be clear to leave the classroom," he came closer, standing in between your legs. "I know, but we shouldn't be making out here," you bit your lip. "Well, you didn't seem to think that yesterday," he smirked eyeing your reddening cheeks. "Shut up," you pushed him. "Make me," he challenged you. You rolled your eyes, but leaned in, pressing your lips together in yet another kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I'm so glad I took this job," he mumbled, biting your bottom lip. "So am I," you whimpered in his mouth.
  • Ashton: "Babe, you know I gotta go," Ashton broke from another of your needy kisses. "Can't you just stay for a little longer, please?", you pouted. "Ah, don't make that face. You know it breaks my heart to see you sad, but I really need to go," he kissed your forehead. "How much longer, Ash?", you sighed, leaning against your pillows. His only answer was a sad sigh, putting his shirt back on. "Seriously, when will I stop being 'the other one'? When will I finally be able to hold your hand in public? And tell everyone I'm out of the market? Because when you're with me, Ashton, you're cheating on her. And, when you're with her, you're cheating on me. And I can't tolerate this anymore, I can't stand seeing you two together in the hallway and not knowing if you're actually as in love with her as it seems to be, and I can't help thinking if I'm just a stupid booty call. This is wrong, Ash. You can't do that to me anymore, and to her," you proudly finished your rant. "I know, (Y/N)," he sighed sadly, laying next to you, "Trust me, my feelings for her stopped when I met you. I just couldn't break up with her yet, but I'll do it soon. It's wrong, and I feel like a piece of shit for doing this." "You are a piece of shit for doing this," you played with his hair, "But you're my piece of shit." "I love you," he kissed your nose, then your cheek, and, finally, your lips. "I love you too, Ash. But, no more until you break up with her," you gave him a small kiss before pulling away. "One more? Just so I don't miss you too much?", he pouted. You giggled, pulling him closer to you and gluing your lips together, on your last kiss as the lover. "Bye, babe," he smiled, climbing out of your window.
  • Michael: "Fuck," Michael mumbled against your lips, hands making their way to squeeze your bum. "Michael, your sister will be home at any minute," you mumbled. Yes, you were hooking up with your friend's brother. "So?", he didn't give much attention to what you had said as he started to press kisses down your neck. "She can't see us," you bit back a moan. "Do you want to stop, then?", he stopped kissing you, but his hands remained finding new spots on your body. "I don't want to," you bit your lip, "But we have to." Michael sighed, pecking your lip innocently. "We need to find better places to meet," he mumbled, pulling you closer to him. "It'd be easier if you actually invited me over sometime, instead of randomly grabbing me and pulling me into your bedroom whenever your sister invites me over and I get here first." "Your point is valid," he chuckled, kissing the top of your head, "But you could invite me over to your house too." "We'll see about that," you smirked. "(Y/N)? Are you here?", you heard the front door open and your friend's voice echoed through the house. You and Michael shared a look, before you quietly pecked his lip and left his bedroom. "Yeah, I'm here," you smiled, fixing your hair. "Sorry, I'm late. Hopefully Michael didn't annoy you much," she walked up to where you were, leading you to her bedroom. "Oh no, he was just fine," you smirked slightly.
  • Calum: It was something like a meet up, but with your parents friend's and their kids. It was pretty obvious your parents were trying to pair you up with a boy about your age and, he did seem nice, but he was nothing compared to Calum. Your parents didn't know, and you were pretty sure neither did Calum's, but this wasn't your first encounter. You had met at a party previously and, let's just say you knew he wasn't who your parents would want you hanging out with. He had captivated you the second you saw him, and you seemed to have the same effect on him. Yet, your parents were trying so hard you figured you shouldn't say a thing about Calum. That's why you were now in your bathroom in a heated make out session. "Cal, we should really head back downstairs," you mumbled. "Why? So you can go back to flirting with that moron?", he bit your lip. "I'm not flirting with him, I'm just being nice," you tried to reason with him whilst playing with his hair. "You're clearly flirting with him, babe. You're not even trying to hide it," he chuckled. "It's just for my parents and you know it," you mumbled. "I know, but it doesn't mean I'm fine with it," he pouted. "What do you want me to do then, Cal?", you sighed. "Oh, you don't have to do anything. Let me take care of it," he smirked. Before you could ask what he had meant, his lips were already on your neck, leaving quite a nice amount of hickeys there. "Calum!", you shrieked, pushing him away and looking at your reflection in the mirror. "Now he'll know you're not interested," he winked.
A year in the life of... The Aftermath. (fix it fic)

Rory was awoken from a deep slumber by a frantic knocking sound at her door.. she looked over at her bedside table and the alarm clock telling her it was 4am, whoever this was was in for a very rude and frankly insulting awakening. she swung her legs down to the floor and padded sleepily to the door where the knocking fiend was.

Groggily she rubbed her eyes and pulled the door open ‘Logan?!’ she was very shocked to see the blonde was the culprit knocking on her door, ‘What are you doing here? I mean not that im not happy to see you but this is a huge surprise last time we talked it seemed kinda final and now you are standing here at 4am with no coffee or donuts to warrant the sleep interruption.. I think my feelings can be summed up by huh?’

Logan smiled slightly, sleepy Rory was always adorable, he ran his hands through his (already mussed up) hair, ‘Hi Ace. Mind if I come in? I umm have some big news and i wanted you to be the first to hear it.’ Rory took in Logans agitated ,but somehow still extremely handsome state, damn him, she moved aside he swept past her and stared at her, he seemed to be vibrating with energy he was burning a hole in Rory when he finally spoke

‘I’ve done it.’ Rory looked at Logan warily already feelimg the pull of the Huntzberger heir ‘Done what?’ Logan laughed, it sounded slighly manic but amazingly happy to Rorys ears. ‘I’ve left the bastard and his stupid company. Its done. I told him I was through with him, through with his fucking company and most importantly through with being his bitch.’

Rory sat down, shell shocked, 'WHAT?’ Logan laughed loudly 'I’m done Ace. It’s over I told him he could respect my decisions and let me have the life I want and deserve and be a goddamn dad for once in his sorry life or… he can walk away from me and I’ll walk away from him as his employee and as his son..’

Logan paused the emotion of the situation finally gettin to him ’ It won’t surprise you to hear he didnt choose me.’ Rory came out of the trance Logans words had put her in and pulled Logan into her arms, 'I’m so sorry Logan. I know hes never been that great of a dad but even I thought he was better than this… she held Logans face tenderly in her hands ’ YOU deserve better than this.’

Logan put his hands on top of Rorys. 'I know I do.. so do you. Thats sorta why I’m here…. He took a deep breath in gathering the courage to share everything hed kept inside for years.

'I’m sorry I’ve been such an ass, I thought if I never mentioned the proposal and the ultimatum we could just carry on like normal no strings.. but I dont want that, not with you, I want you just you, but if you cant give that to me I wont walk away this time.. I’m in. I swear I’m all in. I will stay in your life in whatever capacity you choose for me because… he paused eyes filling with emotion held in for 9 long years..

'I love you, Rory.. You Gimored me the moment we danced at Richard and Emilys wedding. That was the moment I knew we were something and when you kissed me I knew that you were it.. the one….. I love you Ace. I always have and I know now I always will and if you dont feel the same way then that ok because just being in your life is enough for me.’

Rory took a step back pure love filling her entire body at Logans declaration but anger soon followed 'What?! Are you serious? You have a fiancée Logan you cant just turn up at my house in the middle of the night and tell me you love me thats not fair! I mean of course I love you too I always have but life doesnt work out how we expect it to, sometimes life just flys up over you and does a gigantic crap on your head ’

Logan reached for Rory unable to hold in the amusement at her very Rory Gilmore rant 'A gigantic crap? is that Sylvia Plath or..?’ Rory glanced at Logan thoroughly not impressed 'What do you want me to say Logan? Sure lets try again maybe this time we won’t both totally suck at being adults!’

Logan smiled softly. ’ No I don’t want you to say that, not unless you mean it. Please understand me Rory when I say I am not here to give you an ultimatum. I know that was my mistake last time… Logan looked at Rory, total reverance in his eyes,

’ You are Rory Gilmore you dont need anyone certainly not a screw up like me you are completely amazing by yourself you astound me you make everything brighter. I just want a chance to be in your life in whatever way I can. I just needed you to know how I feel, how I’ve always felt. I owe you that. Plus I dont have a fiancée anymore. I’m done with that too, I mean that was a buisness deal and since I have no buisness anymore and I am no longer technically a Huntzberger I have no need for a sham of a marriage.’ Rory stared at Logan her face totally unreadable

'Don’t you think thats what you should have lead with?’ She had tears running down her face Logan couldn’t take it anymore he inched down to her height and softly kissed her lips cupping her face gently as if he was afraid she might shatter Rory brought her arms round his waist and held him tight as if any moment he might disappear and after what she was about to share she thought that was a real possiblity.

'Logan.. I have some news too, see I was getting this weird craving for apples and poptarts and coffee made me feel so sick and I kept crying at dog commercials I mean I always cry at dog commercials but like I was sobbing…. She stopped her tangent looking at Logans amused smirk and crinkled eyes she sealed it away in her mind to hold on to when a Logan shaped hole in her door was all that remained of the love of her life standing in front of her…

'OK deep breaths.. so anyway I went to see the doctor and he told me i was preg…’ she didnt get the words out before Logan lifted her up and swung her around then brought his mouth to hers for another sweet kiss… 'Logan!’ Rory tried again ’ Didnt you hear me im pregna…’ she was interrupted once again by Logan and his lips…

'Ok you need to let me get this out because this is going to change everything you just said to me you wont want to stick around when you realise i have a bun in the ov…. Logan kissed her again silencing her once more with his mouth.

'Ace!’ Dont you think me kissing you is a sign that im actually quite satisfied with this news no pro con list necessary?!’ Rory could feel the tears, this time they were happy ones.. the happiest she had ever cried, slowly sliding down her face. She allowed herself to hope that maybe this time things wouldn’t come crashing down maybe this time they would be happy,

'You mean you want this baby… our baby.’ Logan couldnt believe that after everything he had just said Rory still doubted his feelings for her he vowed if it took the rest of his life he would convince her he was there to stay..

'Rory there is nothing I want more than to be a good father to our baby and to be a family with you a proper family one like I never had and one that you deserve to have.’ With that he kissed her once more slowly and passionately as Rory began to try to lead Logan into her bedroom laughing as she kissed every visable bit of skin on his face and neck Logan pulled away slightly.. 'Rory I have a question… does Loreilei know about this?’ Rory nodded still a little preoccupied with Logan and now the buttons on his shirt. 'Ace a follow up question…. this time will you jump?’ Rory looked confused for a second before the words finally hit her and she smiled safe in the knowledge she was completely sure of this decision and had the perfect answer to a Logans question

'You jump I Jump Jack.’ and with that the happy couple shedded their clothing as they made their way to the bedroom giggling and smiling like thay hadnt in years They knew they had a lot to work through and a lot to discuss but hey.. marriage and a baby seemed like a great jumping off point.

thats all folks… its not great but its the best I could do… my gift is my fic and this ones for you Rogan/Sophie shippers! Sorry couldn’t resist… I’ll see myself out.

anonymous asked:

GoM + Kagami + Takao trying to impress their crush and embarrassing themselves?

A/N Ahhh, I love asks like these ^_^

Kuroko: He was on a high; Seirin was leading by 10 points and it was only half way into the 3rd quarter; smiling he ran back into position,  and that’s when he spotted you in the stands cheering the team on, your enthusiasm fuelled him even more, and then switch went on; he was going to kick it up a notch. Kagami and Hyuuga were stunned as inginte passes  kept coming to to them with incredible speed and timing. Wow Kuroko was on a fire today. 

At the end of the match Kuroko grinned and stared into the stands, did he manage to impress _____-chan today? As he exited the change rooms he saw you and your friends chatting animatedly with Riko. Walking past you guys he caught a snippet of your conversation. “Seirin was incredible today.”  He smiled, “especially Kagami-kun, he just getting balls after balls it’s like he’s a magnet to them. Incredible.”

Death glare set, he walked up to Kagami-kun and said I hate you; before calmly walking to the bus.

Midorima: He was out depth here, impress his crush?  He’d rather walk out of his house without his lucky item for the day. But after a couple of weeks of Takao’s constant nagging about having to man up, he decided now was the time. Cancer was number one today and he had just won his latest basketball match. He also managed to avoid the deathtrap that was three in a row of the same letter in the multiple choice pop quiz today; the odds were in his favour. Clutching his lucky item for the day; a barbie doll from the 70′s collection he headed over to the basketball courts. Your team was practising indoors today due to the rain, yes the heavens were smiling down on him.  He noticed you from the other side of the court, doing some stretches looking his way. Wasting no time he began shooting his ridiculous three pointers, changing it up now and then going further and further away from the three pointer line each time.
“Wow! Look at Midorima-san isn’t he just amazing!”
A little flustered by your comment, but feeling a little happy he continued, changing it up with some practice dribbles as well.
“Wow, he’s so fast!”
“Yeah I thought, he was just shooter, but he’s impressive with dribbling as well,” Your friend said.
“He looks kind of hot when he’s so serious” Eyes widening and ears redding  he fumbled just as he shot the ball. The result, the ball soared across the court and greeted your captain nicknamed devils spawn, in the face.
He refused to look up as his butt was dragged across the the indoor basketball court and then thrown outside in the rain.
He knew nothing good could come out of a barbie doll lucky item.

Kise: He was waiting for you by your locker and when he noticed you walking down he corridor he casually leant against your locker and struck up a conversation with girls in the perimeter. Speaking loudly, he told his fangirls about his latest model shoot for Zuon boy. “This months theme was animal print so I was modelling all kinds of furs and leopard prints! “Ne Haruka-chan, see don’t I look good in this fox coat! Oh it was fluffy and smooth the quality was amazing!” When he saw your head turn he grinned and gave you a smile made for the cameras.

“You model fox coats Kise-kun?” You asked, “you know they torture innocent animals for that right? I can’t believe you are a supporter for animal cruelty, how disappointing” Eyes widening in shock, he proceeded to silently sulk as you lectured him on animal cruelty in the fashion industry for the next 20 minutes.

Takao: He wasn’t nervous okay, maybe a little but it was going to be okay. As he leant against a tree in the empty school yard he took a deep breath; he was going to do one more run through before actually going and performing the song for you. Pressing play on his Ipod he began to sing, but ended up getting nervous and messing up the lyrics, sighing he decided to loosen up so he played a different song. Smiling as it played he bopped his head to the music and started to head bang as he got into the song ( He actually sings this btw

“My true voice, I’ll unleash them , C'mon, let’s move on and look into the future!” He sang, getting into it as the chorus came on he belted out the lyrics, “ I am unsurpassable like myself It isn’t bad right? This new song I found my only one, everything in the past Everything that burdened will be overcome Your love was the one who saved me!” With a wolfish grin he went all out, moving his arms and legs wildly completely letting go and getting lost in the music.  
“Dancing heart merges kindly for rocking heart; singing for revolution!” He shouted as he posed, popstar style! A muffled giggle broke him out of his happy place. Eyes widened and face slowly turning red he watched in embarrassment as you clutched your stomach as laughed in amusement.

Kagami: He looked into the stands and saw you, in your usual spot cheering them on. He noticed you had been coming to their games for a while and then post matches ramble on to Riko about how amazing everyone was; even him. He heard you talking to coach about his jumping abilities and how amazing you thought he was. Blushing at the thought he decided that the next point he was going to execute an amazing dunk. As he ran across the court he caught Kuroko’s ignite pass Kai and ran towards to the hoop. Jumping he prepared to dunk and thats when he realised he had jumped too high. Face smashing against the hoop he cringed as he fell and landed with a thud on the ground. 

Murasakibara: Murasakibara was in pickle. He had absolutely no idea how to impress girls, let alone you; so for once he decided to watch and observe mura-chins interactions with girls. Ahh, so he smiles and compliments them and that makes them happy eh?  Hmm, munching on a strawberry flavoured maibo he contemplated on what he could say to ____-chin. Finally after eating an entire box of maibou he realised what he could say. Walking up to you, a box of sour drops in hand he walked up to you and said, “hey ______chin,”

“Oh hey Murasakibara-kun, how are you?” You asked cheerfully.

“Mmm I’m good, and _____chin, your eyes are the colour of these sour drops.” He said as he popped one in his mouth. Staring at him in bewilderment you said, “ahh yeah, well i better head off to class.” He watched you with a frown as he pondered why you hadn’t laughed and blushed like girls did when muro-chin did. He turned when he heard a chuckle,


“Ahh Atushi so there is something you’re not good at,” He said with an amused smile.

Aomine: Aomine jogged back into position with a relaxed expression on his face, it was a good game and although they were 15 points ahead their opponents were still packing on the pressure. Looking up into the stands he sees you with a  bunch of your friends holding up a giant sign and cheering loudly; instantly he was filled with the desire for your enthusiastic smile and loud cheering to purely to be directed towards him. With a grin, he charges up to his opponent and after a couple of seconds manages to intercept his drive. Bolting towards the other other end of the court; he’s pleasantly surprised when his opponent appears before him, determined. With a smirk, he slams the ball down between his opponents legs. As it it flies towards the net; he frowns when he see’s Wakamatsu’s second attempt to steal his thunder, within seconds he’s in midair next to his captain. “Once again Captain, this one’s not for you!” Grabbing the ball off his captain he performs 360 mid air dunk. Feet landing on the ground he smirked as the crowd went wild.

He smirks to himself as his showers in the locker rooms, he bet you were impressed by that; as he exits the locker room he spots you chatting with his captain; eyebrow raised he decides to casually walk past you guys, “you were amazing Kosuke-kun!, especially getting all those rebounds! Aomine san was so rude though stealing the ball of you. Disrespectful.” His shoulder’s stiffen upon hearing your comment. Turning around and  sending a glare your way, he huffs off to the train station, stupid woman did she not know greatness when she saw it?

Akashi: He was waiting for you outside your classroom, a massive bouquet of your favourite flowers in hand. He had his eye on you for a while now, you unintentionally had impressed him in your area of expertise and that combined with your beauty; kind heart and absolute nonchalant attitude towards him, charmed the pants out of him. You were a challenge and he loved a good fight. The bell rung signifying the end of glass, fixing himself up he waited for you, and when you walked straight past him too busy chatting with your friend, he couldn’t help but smile, amused. ‘_______-san,”  He called out, you looked so cute with that surprised look on your face he thought as he approached you, bouquet in hand. Giving you a charming smile he said, “for you-” but instead of finishing off that sentence with smoothest lines in history he delivered one of the most atrocious burps in the history of the Akashi name. His eyes widened as he stared at you in a state of horror and shock; when you didn’t walk away in disgust but instead burst out in laughter, he was disgraced, he the Akashi Seijuro he who was absolute was being laughed at. After a good minute you were able to tone your laughter down. Chuckling you gave him an amused grin, “thanks for uh, showing me your more human side, but I think I’d much rather have the flowers,” you said before heading off to class, leaving him there dazed,flowers still in hand.

anonymous asked:

Hi I am new to B1A4, do you think you could describe these boys please? I gotsta know!

oh why hello anon!! you have come to the right place (but really you couldnt have gone to the wrong place cause all banas love b1a4 to death XD)
oh and just a disclaimer anon im so sorry you were probably hoping for something short and sweet but this is pretty long XD

short version: b1a4 is amazing
long version…


so lets just do the member break down shall we?

THIS is JINYOUNG he (like the other members) come in many forms but this is the jist of his beautiful face

Basic Facts:
-full name: Jung Jin Young
-leader of the group/lead vocal
-A blood type (trust me with this group its important)
-second oldest
-known for his fucking amazing ability to write and compose a LOT of b1a4′s songs (please note: tried to walk, what’s going on, solo day, baby good night, and many many more)
-also an actor, making his name in movies and dramas
-currently 23, will be 24 on November 18
-1991 liner with CNU

Good to Know
-often referred to as “halbae” because of his grandpa like manner (this kid is a fucking grandpa you dont even need to question it)
-in animal form, he is a fox
-makes this face…

…A LOT (when hes satisfied with himself or whatever else is going on near him)
-is a complete and utter dork
-dances…like a grandpa
-has visuals that will slayyyyyy you
-goes from looking like this…

…to this…

…to this…

…faster than you can say his name
-his voice is the one thats pretty unique (but seriously all of them have unique voices) but its like a bit higher but still really strong
-plays the guitar like a boss and an idiot at the same time
-basically the dad of b1a4

My Opinion
one of my favorite people on this planet XD jinyoung is very kind and compassionate especially when it comes to his members. hes really concsious of all of them and does a great job as the leader. hes not the loudest but hes a total idiot like seriously look at his face. but hes very keen on always recognizing the group as a whole and not just himself when it comes to writing songs. he’ll say WE wrote this album even tho most of it was him. hes just a goofball and trust me you’ll probably fall in love with him first cause of his visuals (everyone does its fine dont worry dont feel bad ;)) but seriously he is just so wonderful and such a gift like i just wanna hold him


my personal favorite in the whole wide world XD CNU!
also looks like this

so glasses or no glasses

Basic Facts
-full name: Shin Dong Woo
-CNU is pronounced Shinwoo (sheenoo)
-vocalist/lead rapper (but seriously hes a lot more than just a vocalist)
-A blood type
-oldest in b1a4
-also writes and composes songs (please note: seoul, drive, and drunk with music as well as his raps in wonderful tonight and beautiful target)
-also acts (not as much) and just participated in his first musical recently
-tallest member (whopping 6 feet tall)
-currently 24 years old
-birthday is June 16, 1991

Good to Know
-famous for his glasses and long hair but recently has been seen with glasses less and shorter hair (still looks freakin fabulous)
-always gets the female role if the group ever needs a girl
-walks around pretty much naked at the dorm
-looks up to usher
-pretty much the main dancer of the group even tho they dont really have a main dancer
-is a complete and utter dork
-goes from this…

…to this…

…to this…

…so fast its petrifying
-considered the mom of the group
-sleeps a lot
-in animal form (you guessed it), he’s a bear

My Opinion
this boy is my ultimate bias so obviously im biased here. but this boy is so sweet and so tender and so loving. this one is also not that loud except he is. like he fucking screams all the damn time. his vocal capability is beyond anything, like seriously his voice is magical and makes me want to melt and then his fucking rapping is downright amazing. like what the hell is this kid where did he come from why is he so talented all around. this one is definitely branching out more, i can totally see it these days. hes less shy and hes more awake i guess XD hes just having a blast living his dream and he works so hard to keep improving. his heart is so pure and his love for us banas and the rest of b1a4 is so fucking strong like i cant even. this kid right here XD

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Author: Not moose :D

Character: Teen Dean

Reader gender: Female

Warnings: mild cussing, abusive father and fluff

Note: I am so sorry I didn’t get this up when I said I would. 😁 I have had a lot going on lately and haven’t had the time to write. Things are slowing down so I should be able to start posting a fic a day. Thank you so much for your patience.

“Ok you know the rules Dean. I should be gone for a few days. I’m leaving the impala but it’s to take you and Sam to school and then back her got it?” John asked while loading his shot gun with salt rounds. Dean just rolled his. He has memorized the rules after years and years of John drilling them into his head.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me boy! These are important. I don’t care how many times I have told you, I will tell you every time understand?”
John yelled at his teenage son like he was a soldier under his command.

“Yes sir.” Dean said, silently praying that his dad would just leave already.

“Alright well bye. I should be back soon.” And with that John left.

“Sam!! Sammy!! Time to get up. You have a full day of being a nerd ahead of you. Let’s go!!” Dean yelled to his younger brother sleeping in the guest room at Bobby’s place.

“I’m up. I’m up! No need to yell!” Sam said wiping the sleep out of his eyes and wincing from the bright light in the hallway.

“Nice hair you got there Sam! Bet you get all the ladies with it.” Dean laughed at his brothers very disheveled mop of hair on his head. His smile quickly faded however because all Sam had to do to make it look normal was run his fingers through it a couple times.

“Let’s go. Don’t want to be late again.” Both boys grabbed their bags and headed for the impala out front.

“Y/n! Over here!!” Your name rings through the halls of the jail, you mean school, but they are very close, it was an easy mistake. You turn around to see the source and see your best friend Cornelius waving like a dork at the other end of the hall. You mouth to him ‘one second’ before shutting your locker and heading his way.

You were too busy trying to write an essay that is due 6th period that you don’t notice a person standing right in your path.

“Ow! Hey watch where your-” you start to say before you look up and she the most beautiful hazel, no wait green, actually both depending on the light, pair of eyes staring at you.

“Oh um… Sorry I didn’t see you there. I have a history paper due in like 3 hours and I haven’t even started. I mean it’s stupid, who cares about stuff that happened centuries ago? It’s the past, it’s over, no need to torture people with it for all of eternity. And now I’m babbling. Sorry again for bumping into you. I normally see when a very attractive guy is in front of me.” Your eyes bulge out of your head and you cover your slightly chapped lips after saying that last sentence. The handsome yet mysterious guy in front of you just laughs. You almost melt at the way his eyes light up when he smiles.

“Well I’m sorry too. I normally notice when a very attractive girl is in front of me, but I’m new here so I have no idea where I’m going. Mind showing me where room 256 is?” He flashes you this beautiful smirk and your mind goes numb for a bit, so you just nod.

“Great. I’m Dean by the way. Dean Winchester.” He sticks out his hand to shake and you grab it weakly, still amazed that this is even happening.

“Uh. I’m. I’m-” you are cut off by your friend Cornelius coming up and finishing your sentence for you.

“This girl right here is y/n. Smartest and funniest girl you will ever meet. Nice to meet you, I’m her best friend Cornelius.” This time Cornelius sticks his hand out for Dean to shake.

“Dean.” Is all Dean says back before turning his attention back to you. “So about that tour?”

“Oh right. Well your in luck, my next class happens to be in room 256. Just to let you know, Mr. Adams is a total nut case. You can pretty much do anything in his class and get an A.” You said walking in the direction of your next period. Dean jogs to catch up with you.

“Sounds like just the class for me to get to know you better.” He gives you another smirk, but this one has more fun and a dangerous side to it. You smile back, excited to be heading to math.


“Ok Sammy. I should only be gone for a few hours. Salt is in the cabinet. Holy water under the sink. Pretty much all of Bobby’s utensils are pure silver so that shouldn’t be a problem and just be careful ok?” Dean asks looking at his little brother with concern and worry.

“Dean I will be fine. Go have fun you deserve it, y/n sounds amazing!” Dean brightens up at the mention of your name and smiles.

“She really is Sam.” Dean then checks to make sure that all the windows and doors are lined with salt for probably about the tenth time that night and then walks out the door.

“So your telling me you have never seen Star Trek?!” Dean asks between bites of meat lovers pizza.

You laugh at how much Dean has managed to stuff in his mouth before answering. “I have never seen Star Trek. Is that a deal breaker for you because I could leave right now.” You tease and get up to leave.

“No no. Not a deal breaker, just something that needs to change. It’s seriously amazing!! Maybe..maybe we could watch them together on out next date?” He says giving you puppy dog eyes.

“And what makes you so sure that I want a second date with you Dean Winchester? Hmm? You seem very cocky.” You smile and take a bite of pizza.

“Well, you laugh at all my jokes, and let’s face it, they aren’t that good. You could’ve left this date a long time ago and then you give me smiles like that.” He points to your face and you blush slightly.

“Maybe I’m being polite?” You say continuing this little game.

“Well when you are polite, you are very cute.” Dean smiles and leans across the table coming only inches away from your face. “Don’t ever stop smiling y/n. You make a lot of people happy with that smile.” After he says that he closes the gap between you, giving you the best kiss you have ever had in your 17 years of life.

“Hmm. Well if you continue to kiss like that, I guess I could go on another date with you.” You wink an eye and take another bite of the pizza.

“Thank you for your sacrifice. It means a lot.” Dean jokes. That rest of the night it perfect. You never want it to end. Dean must’ve had the same idea because when he was supposed to drive you back to your apartment, he drove you to his uncles house instead.

“I thought we could continue what we started back at the diner?” His eyebrows raise and he gives you another playful, dangerous smirk.

“Oh, definitely” You say before a loud knock comes from the drivers window. You look to see a tall man with a very scary expression on his face, like he wants to murder you. Before you or Dean can say anything, the man opens the drivers door and yanks Dean out. You let out a screech and try to get out but Dean just shouts for you to stay where you are.


“I’m sorry dad. I just wanted to go on a date. Sam is fine. I made sure to check the salt and holy water and knives. I thought-” he was cut off by his dad’s hand coming in contact with his cheek.

“YOU WEREN’T THINKING BOY. NOW GET INSIDE.” The man, who you now learned is Dean’s dad, yelled in Dean’s face.

“NO!” Dean screamed back and before John could do anything about it, Dean was in the drivers side of the car and driving away, leaving a cloud of dust in his wake.

The car was silent for a few minutes. The only sound was yours and Dean’s breathing and the soft hum of the engine. Dean was going no where in particular, just driving around town trying to calm down. He almost forgot you were in the car and almost pulled out a knife when you spoke up.

“Um Dean…. I don’t know what that was about back there and I don’t want to insult anyone, but if you want to talk about it, I’m here. I have been told I’m a great listener.” You give a half hearted smile in his direction but realize it does no good to lighten the mood.

“He’s not. Uhh. He’s not a bad guy y/n. I mean the slap was uncalled for and he has never done that before. But I don’t blame him. I did disobey a direct order and Sam could’ve got hurt and for what, a stupid date?” Your heart sunk at that comment but you quickly realized Dean probably didn’t mean it, he just needs to vent.

“I can’t blame the guy for being overprotective. Something horrible happened to our mom when I was four and Sam was just a baby. My dad hasn’t been able to get past it and Sam and I are all he has left. Still… I wish he would treat us like kids and not soldiers sometimes.” You placed a hand on his knee and looked at him with an understanding expression.

“Shit I’m sorry you had to see that and then listen to me rant, worst date ever I bet.” He looks back to the road with a blank expression.

“Nope. It’s the best actually. I got to eat my favorite pizza with a really smart, funny, and attractive guy. Then got to make out with said guy. Now, I don’t pretend to understand what happened between you and your dad, and definitely don’t approve of his methods, but I got to see this amazing guy really open up for the first time since I met him. I saw how much love and care he has for his family. And that is my favorite quality about you Dean.” You grab one of his hands that have turned white from gripping the steering wheel to tight.

“Thanks y/n. Thanks so much. You are probably the best thing to ever happen to me.” Those were the last words Dean ever said to you. The next day he didn’t come to school and you knew that he never would again. You still hold onto that night. It’s your favorite memory of this small town and Dean was your first love.

anonymous asked:

ok a prompt : cress and thorne r the Cool Aunt and Uncle to like ????? idk ___ and ____ (i literally dont care) kids and ?? idk thats the prompt

Oh I love this idea! Sorry it took me so long to reply, this one is longer than most of the drabble I write! Over 1,000 words! Hope you enjoy! 

Cinder and Kai sat on the ground, wrapping paper crowded them and torn boxes were slung everything. Somehow, a box had ended up on the tree. Amazing what kids can do.

Kai cleared his throat and Cinder detached herself from him as he stood to rally the children.

“Alright, let’s see who can clean up the most wrapping paper before Uncle Thorne and Aunt Cress get here.” 

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