Trouble Tones

Done… FINALLY … I don’t have to stare at this anymore… ohwait this is my business card design for the upcoming convention.. nvm….  눈‸눈

❝ Just tell me the truth. ❞

Plot: You and your boyfriend Yoongi fought due to his stress and misunderstanding but at the end he fixs everything.

Pairing: YoongixReader

Words count: 3k+

Genre: Angst/ Fluff 

For anon, I hope you like it! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

You were just passing by the studio to leave him something to eat. You knew too well Yoongi and you were sure he had already skipped lunch, too concentrated on the music to notice the rest.  

You had the best intentions and you still couldn’t figure out how it was possible to begin to scream in the soundproof walls of his studio.  

“Can you let me talk?” You murmured with a softer voice, hoping that lowered your voice would help him to lower his, too; “Yoongi, please.. I can’t even understand why we’re arguing! ”  

He snorted and turned back to the computer, pretending that you were not there; “Because as always you meddle in businesses that are not yours, Y/N.”  

“That is?”  

“I told you not to tell Namjoon I have problems with this track, but accidentally he said that I don’t have to worry. You were the only one who knew. ”  

You remained silent for a fraction of a second, remembering the fact that you didn’t see and text Namjoon for almost four days and he interpreted your silence as an admission of guilt.  

You opened your mouth to be able to say something when he turned and his face was so transformed by frustration and anger that it didn’t even seem to have before Yoongi.  

He got up and you just flinched away, feeling a thrill of fear running along your back but he didn’t approach you. He ignored you, as he had done a few seconds before and came up to the door, opening it and keeping it open.  

“Go away.”  

His jaw was contracted while you watched him completely shocked by his attitude, without finding the strength to move one step. You noticed how his hands trembled, how he clung to the door, and even though he was treating you unjustly, you felt sorry to see him in those conditions.  

“Yoo–”  

“I said go away, Y/N,” He hissed bitterly, finally lifting his gaze and laying it on you. The thrill of you felt before was nothing compared to what crossed through your body, taking for a few moments your breath. “I don’t need you, I don’t need your attention. You have to stop, okay? I can handle everything alone because then the result of your attentions are just trouble. ” His tone became more and more aloof and cold to every word he uttered, while what he said slipped on you and almost put the roots within you.  

You never thought he had so little need of you or considered you a kind of trouble, but it wasn’t hard to believe.  

You had always had problems in dealing with people and in time you came to the conclusion that the main problem was you.  

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Professor Turned Call Boy | Taeyong Smut

Can I have a call boy smut with Taeyong? He’s your professor in Uni and you’re stressed so you want someone to help with that 😏 You call and ask for the one under the name “Taeyong” not thinking it would be him despite the same name? You’re both surprised, but he found you a sexy student so he does so anyways (really rough, and daddy kink?) Please and thank you 😊😊


Character: Taeyong (NCT) / gender neutral reader (*ignore the fem in the gif, I swear this is gn*)
Word Count: 2989

Warning: well, smut of course. bad language, slight name calling, no condom, creampie, rough daddy kink, teacher/student kink, call boy?? can’t think of anything else :) enjoy!

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Vampire Fic Snippet #3

(And the last one before the fic is posted!!!!!!!!! yay, sorry this is taking ages)

As always, I want to note that this is from the draft of the fic, so some things may be changed for the final version.

Warning: Mentions of vampire biting and so on, but still nothing graphic.

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How to not white wash

Okay so I’ve noticed this thing based on my own drawings as well as others.

I’m using this drawing of Gabe I’ve done as an example. I recommend actually eye dropping directly from reference if you have trouble picking a skin tone. 

That looks good so far! The color I’ve picked is similar to value to the reference pictures. 

However, if you put a darker background against it… 

Uh oh. He suddenly looks very pale. Don’t worry! There’s an easy fix to this. 

Image -> Adjustments -> Hue/Saturation. (Or Ctrl/Cmmd + U) 

Play with the hue/saturation until you get something that looks good. 

If you take away the dark background, you get something that looks way too dark so I would suggest always putting a background color down first before coloring. This is especially important if you wanted a dark background color. 

I’ve done the thing where I colored an entire drawing on one single layer like I tend to do and then put a dark background behind it that fucks it all up. 

I hope this helps people out a little bit! 

(If you want to see the finished drawing here it is.

Anon Summary: In which the reader is apart of team Flash but after getting into it with none other than Captain Cold, things start to heat up between the two. Already making up your mind, you decide that Cold would be your first. But, would you actually go through with it? Does Cold actually want to be with you?

Anon Request: Hey! Reader is from team Flash. She is a meta. She is a virgin. One day in a fight with Captain Cold things get tense. She wants him but she is scared because she is virgin. But he promises her to never leave her. A lot of smut and fluff pls? 😉☺.

Warning: Smut! lots and lots of smut! some bad words and unprotected sex.

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“So..you’ve like, never ever done..it before?”

You start to feeling your cheeks turning a 50 shades of red as your team mate and best friend, Caitlin, ask you about your sex life. Which is odd because Caitlin is a professional and very reserved but get a couple of drinks and her and you’ll see a whole new side. After team Flash finished a job stopping yet another metahuman, it was Cisco’s idea for all of us to go out for drinks because if you were to be honest, you really needed one.

It was not long ago when you were just a small time waitress at Jitters when the particle accelerator exploded and you woke up with super powers, the ability to manipulate the earth to your own will. Which is cool because you’ve always been a nature person. Although you were freaking out when you’ve learned about it, you still stuck around with Cisco, Caitlin, and none other then Barry Allen a.k.a The Flash. And you were happy that you did because you’ve finally found a group of friends who are willing to put their lives on the line for you and you would do the same.

“I mean, come on Y/N! There has to be at least ONE guy that you’ve wanted to give your virginity too!?” Caitlin slurs but you quickly cover her mouth.

“First of all, shush! Second of all I haven’t, there aren’t that mean guys in this town that are..normal.” You says in a low tone. It’s true, half the guys in Central City is either a metahuman trying to kill because or some one who only just want to screw you and leave.” You state.

Caitlin looks at you for a moment before speaking. “It’s Barry isn’t it.” She says.

You nearly spit out your drink. “No way! Barry is my friend. I’ve never seen him like that before.” You state in a panic, which is half way true. When you first started working with Barry, you did developed a bit of a crush on him but when you found out about his feelings for Iris, you quickly stopped yourself but at least you’re both good friends.

“What about Cisco? For some reason, some pretty hot girls are always throwing themselves at him.” Caitlin says, taking a sip of her drink.

You turn around, looking over at Cisco at the Jukebox with Barry. You shrug your shoulders. “I don’t know. Cisco is kind of like a brother to me.” You state, now that one is true. Even though Cisco asked you out more than once, you never felt any romantic feelings for him. Even though he is adorable, he just has this thing where you want to protect him like you would with family.

Caitlin nods her you. “Yeah, I know what you’re saying.” You’re both silent for a moment, sipping on your drinks before Caitlin speaks up. “I think I know what kind of guy you need Y/N.”

You let out a deep sigh, knowing that you shouldn’t be entertaining drunk Caitlin, but your curiosity getting the best of you. “I’ll bite, what kind of guy do I ‘need’ Caitlin?” You ask.

Caitlin leans in, as if she’s going to tell you a secret. “I think you need a bad boy.” She says. You chuckle. “I think that’s the last thing I need.”

“Oh come on.” Caitlin pouts. “Just imagine it. They’re probably the best guys to have being you’re first. I mean, they’re more experience, mysterious, good looking. Like Ronny.”

“Pft, Ronny is the farthest thing from being a bad boy much next to Barry.” You say, shaking your head.

Caitlin sits back in her seat. “Trust me. I know what I’m talking about.” You playfully roll your eyes before Barry and Cisco runs over.

“Y/N, Caitlin. We got a robbery going on 5th and 3rd.” Cisco says while you start grabbing your things. “What about Caitlin, she can barely stand up?” You ask while Cisco helps her up.

“Don’t worry, I got her. You and Barry head over there and I’ll take care of the rest.” Cisco says as he helps Caitlin into the S.T.A.R. labs van. You and Barry both change into your suits before racing over to the jewelry store, seeing the door froze off.

“Snart.” Barry says under his breath as he puts you down. You both walk in, being careful as it’s completely quiet. Soon, the sound of a gun firing off draws your attention and the large light hanging above you guys begins to fall.
You quickly use your power to shield both you and Barry.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the scarlet speedster and his cute little side kick.” You hear a voice above you speak.

You and Barry look up to see Leonard Snart a.k.a Captain Cold leaning on the railing on the top floor. “Snart, for once can you not cause any trouble?” Barry says, his tone serious.
“Nice to see you too Barry. It’s been awhile, how you’ve been?” Snart replies sarcastically, giving you a glance. “You too Y/N, you’re looking pretty nice in your suit as always.” He smirks.

You roll your eyes. “Come on Snart, do we really have to go through this again?” You ask, narrowing your eyes and crossing your arms but his smirk only widens. “Did I ever tell you how sexy you look when you’re pissed?”

“Takes it.” Barry starts running up the steps but is soon stopped when a ball of fire hits him. Mick steps out from the shadows, the wicked smile not leaving his face. “Mick, go easy on the kid.” Snart says.

You’re about to rush over to Barry when he holds a hand up. “I’m alright, just stop Snart before he gets away.” You nod your head and jump into action, using your powers to make it up to the top floor quickly.

Snart is nowhere to be found until he tries to fire at you but miss.
'How can he miss when I’m out in the open..?’

“Oops sorry, my finger slipped.” He says, coming towards you. You take the opportunity and use your ability to start shoot the bricks from the walls and start firing at him. You manage to knock the cold gun out of his hand and you try to leap for it but soon he’s on you. Both of you rolling around on the ground and when the gun is finally in your reach, Snart quickly rolls you over on to your back. Using his strength to pin your hands above your head as he uses his body above yours to keep you down.

“Listen Y/N, I don’t want to hurt you, honestly.” Snart says in a low voice as you struggle under him. He pressed his body against yours more, which catches you off guard because you’ve never had a guy this close to you before and you actually like it.

Snart looks down at you, his face close to yours. “Every time you and the kid try to stop me, we always end up in the same situation. You coming after me. I stop you. You end up on your back with me on top of you. Even though I’m not complain, are you trying to drop a hint for me?” He ask.

You feel a deep blush forming on your cheeks because he hit the nail of the head. Since the beginning when you fought against Snart, it ended the same with him either pinning you down on the ground or up against the wall. And once he’s off of you, you’re left confused and extremely wet. You shouldn’t be getting turned on from wrestling around with a criminal but you couldn’t help yourself because once you’re gone and in the comfort of your own home, you still feel his warmth, like his body is still pressed against yours. You use that to your advantage by pleasuring yourself to the thought of having Leonard Snart’s naked body on top of yours.

'Oh God..do not think about Leonard Snart naked! Do not think about Leonard Snart naked! Do not think about Leonard Snart naked!..’

You start feeling Snart’s free hand moving down the sides of suit before rest on your thigh, a little squeeze brings you out of your thoughts.

“What are you thinking about?” You notice Snart whispering in a deep voice that seems to rock your core. “Normally you’ll be pushing me off you but now..you seem kind of into it.” You see him smirking lightly and that’s when you notice how close his face is to yours.

“Tell me something because I’m curious..” Slowly, you feel him grabbing your leg and wrapping it around his waist. “How badly do you want me?” He ask as you feel him slowly grind into you which causes you to left your hips up and grind back.

'Oh crap..oh crap..oh crap..control yourself!!’

“Because I tell you how badly I want you Y/N.” Snart whisper, his lips close to yours, you can easily lean up and kiss him. 'Just one kiss wouldn’t hu-..’ before you can finish your thought you hear Mick yelling. Almost like a reality switch, you both stare at each other with wide eyes. You hear Snart let out a low growl that almost sounds like disappointment but to your ears it was the sexist thing you’ve ever heard. Sadly, Leonard gets off of you and stands up, reach a hand out to help you up.

You let out a weak 'thanks’, avoiding make eye contact with him but you can feel his eyes on you. Mick yells again, calling out for Snart but he only takes a deep breath, picking up his cold gun. “Gotta’ run kid.” He says in a calm tone as if not even a minute ago he wasn’t close to fucking you right on the ground. And you would of let him too.

Leonard puts a hand on your head before leaning down to whisper in your ear. “If you want to continue our little game, you know where to find me.” And with that, Snart leaves, making off with millions of dollars worth of jewelry.

Soon after that Barry comes running up, looking at you. “Y/N, what happened to Snart?” He ask as you stand there in your thoughts. You shake your head quickly, “Um..he ah..got away..” You say, rubbing the back on your head. Once the police finally make it here, both you and Barry are long gone and back at S.T.A.R. labs but the whole time you were lost in your thoughts once again thinking about Leonard Snart.

Finally after a long night you make it back to your place, falling face first onto your queen sized bed with a groan. 'Damn it Y/N…why do you have to be so weak when it comes to Snart?’

You lay down, asking yourself the million dollar question. With other guys, if they ever tried flirting with you or coming on to strong, you’ve never hesitated to blow them off. But with Leonard Snart, you couldn’t tell if he was actually serious or just being his sarcastic self and normally you would brush off his flirty comments as him trying to distract you but more and more recently you notice that those flirty comments soon turned into lustful looks and touches and you had to admit, you actually liked it.

“What do I do now Y/N?” You ask yourself again, rolling over to your back with a frustrating groan before getting up to change get ready for bed. You change into a grey S.T.A.R. labs t-shirt and a fresh new pair of underwear before crawl under your sheets to sleep. You’re soon woken up by the sound of your door bell ringing, you reach on your night stand to look at your phone to check the time, seeing that it’s 1 in the morning.

'Who the hell could be at my house at this time?’ You think to yourself while you get out of bed, tripping over your own part of shoes as you make your way through your living room to your front door. “Hold on.” You call out, rubbing one of your eyes before you unlock you door and open it. You look up and stare in shock as Leonard Snart leans against the door frame.

“Snart! What are you doing here?” You ask, looking at him, still wearing his all black outfit with his famous blue parka.

He doesn’t respond right away as he stares you up and down slowly. “Nice underwear.” He comments as you look down, realizing you forgot to put pants on. You try to hide yourself behind your door before speaking. “What do you want Leonard?” You ask firmly.

Snart smirks before stepping into your place, not like you really tried stopping him. “I started having a feeling that you didn’t think I was being serious about my offer. So I figured I’ll come pay you a visiting instead.” He says, walking into your living room, looking at a few things before turning around, leaning back against your couch.

You stare at him in confusing. “Wait, what offer?” You ask, closing your door before you walk into your own living room, standing in the doorway. Leonard sighs a little, titling his head to the side as he looks at you.

“The one from earlier. Where you’ll come over to my place and we get rid of this sexual tension between us so that every time we meet on the battle field we’re not looking at each other like we want to fuck each other.” Snart states boldly.

You stand there, thinking. 'Am I really that obvious?’ You think before looking at Snart, noticing his eyes lingering on your thighs, you can’t help but rub them together. You clear your throat. “Look Snart, I don’t know what kind of signs or hints you think I’m dropping but-”

“Save the small talk kid and get over here.” Snart says, already taking off his parka. “Or should I come to you?” He raises an eyebrow, almost as if he’s trying to challenge you but you’re to busy focusing on how sexy, almost sinister like he looks in the dim light.

You try to find the right words to say but nothing seems to be able to come out. Snart shrugs his shoulders before leaning off the couch. “Looks like I’m coming to you then.” And soon he starts walking towards you. His confidence leaves your knees shaking because he has a promising look in his eyes. As if letting you know you would not be disappointed if you two were to fuck.

But only one thought crosses your mind. 'If I were to sleep with Leonard Snart..then that means I’ll be giving my virginity to a criminal..a very sexy criminal..who is sexy…’

Before he could finally close the distance between you two you finally blurt out your secret. “I’m a virgin!”

Leonard stumbles on his feet a little from what you’ve just said, looking at you in shock. “Come again?”

You chew on your lower lip. “I’m a virgin. I’ve never had sex before.” You says firmly, even with the deep blush on your face.

You expected Leonard to laugh at you for being a virgin at your age or even just walk out but what you didn’t expect him to do was close the distance between your two, cup your face gently and kiss you passionately.

“I knew you were too good.” He whispers against your lips before kissing you again, his hands moving down to your waist. Without missing a beat, you wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back with just as much passion.

“Jump.” He mumbles against your lips and you do so, wrapping your legs around his waist as his hands cup your ass while your lips move together as he presses your back against the wall. Leonard breaks the kiss and begins attacking your neck, licking and nibbling. You let out a soft moan which only make him keep going. He soon pulls back, looking at you with such lust, he places his forehead onto yours. “Which way is the bedroom?”

You take a moment to catch your breath before speaking. “Down the hall to the left.” You whisper. His lips are back on yours and he starts moving down the hallways to your bedroom, giving you a firm slap on the ass while he walks. Before you know it, you’re lay flat on your back with Leonard Snart between your legs.

Len soon leans back, his fingers hooking in the waistband of your underwear before pulling them down your legs. “Take your shirt off. Now.” He commands, his tone deep and oh so sexy. You soon pull off the S.T.A.R. labs t-shirt while he takes off his. Once off, Leonard sits back and admires your figure, causing you to feel a little insecure.

“Gorgeous.” You hear him whisper before leaning down, kissing you against as he presses his body against yours. His hands roaming all over your slowly, one of his hands cupping your breast as the other one grips your ass. The feeling of him rolling and pinching your nipples between his fingers causes you to moan against his lips. Leonard take the change to slide his tongue in your mouth, moaning as well as you start to grind against him.

Leonard breaks the kiss, moving to your neck and for some reason, your thoughts start to flood your mind. 'What if I’m not good?…what if I can’t fit him?…what if he’s just using me for sex?’

Sensing this, Leonard stops, his gaze moving up to yours. “What’s wrong Y/N?” He ask, looking at you with concern. You bite your lower lip. “Are you sure about this?” You ask softly, avoiding his gaze. Snart titles his head. “Y/N, are YOU sure about this?” He ask back, noticing the expression on your face.

“I-I just don’t want this to be a one time thing.” You let out with a sigh before covering your face. “Oh God this is embarrassing. I must sound so needy.” You say out loud, more to yourself than him.

Snart stares at you in confusing before he chuckles. “Trust me, if this was a one time thing, I would of already fucked you and left.” He says calmly, removing your hands from your face gently. “But I didn’t, because I know that you deserve way better than that.” He says, kissing your already swollen lips. “I’m not going anywhere for a while.” Leonard states. “So just lay back and relax.”

All you can do was nod your head because you actually believe him. Leonard smirks before going back to attacking your neck, causing you to close your eyes in pleasure. His lips move down from your neck to your chest, kissing over your breasts before his tongue flicking over your sensitive nipples, making you moan louder.

He takes the hint and keeps going. Sucking and licking on your nipples while his other hand holds onto your waist, keeping your in place as you were trying to get some friction between the two of you.

“Leonard, I need you now.” You say, panting as he lifts up his head with a smirk. He starts kissing down your body more, making you arch your back while he licks and nibbles down. Without warning, you feel him devouring your wet sex, making you cry out loudly in pleasure. He licks, suck, and nibbles on your throbbing clit and wet folds, his roughness only turning you on more. He takes your legs and places them over his broad shoulders as he moves his tongue inside you, making you moan his name out in pleasure, which only encourages him to continue his assault on your sex. Not expecting him to be rough but you love it. Soon, Snart brings a finger up, sliding it inside your tight opening, causing you to dig your nails in her shoulders. Hard. He insert another one, pumping his fingers in and out of you while he continues sucking on your clit. “Come on Y/N, cum for me.”

It doesn’t take long before you’re crying out his name and cumming against his lips and around fingers. Leonard laps up all your juices before leaning up, sight of him licking your lips makes your body shakes. “Someone’s in a hurry.” Snart says with a smirk licking his fingers clean before leaning down and kissing you on the lips, making you taste yourself for the first time. In one swift move, Snart has his pants and boxers off, his cock standing thick and hard. You can’t help but lick your lips as you watch him get back onto the bed, getting in between your legs.

“You sure about this Y/N? We don’t have to go any further if you don’t want too.” Leonard ask, his intense eyes staring at you, his thumb gently rubbing on your lower lip and you heart beings to swell from him being so care and gentle. Another thing you weren’t expecting from him.

You lean up, kissing Leonard on the lips. “I’m sure, I want it to be you.” You whisper before kissing him again, feeling the tip of his cock pressing against your opening. Slowly, he slides inside you, moving gently to avoid moving to fast yet. Leonard gives you one hard thrust, breaking your hymen. You wince loudly against his lips and he stops, not moving as he lets you adjust to his size.

You both stay still and just kiss each other, his tongue dancing over yours as the pain soon turns into pleasure. You wrap your legs around his waist to pull him in closer. “Move.” You whisper between kisses.

“You sure?” Snart ask, looking down at you. You only nod your head, thrust your hips up a little as a sign that you want to keep going. Snart soon starts moving his hips slowly, getting a steady pace going as he start trusting in and out of you.

“Harder.” You hear yourself moan but he listens, speeding up his pace as his hips crash into yours until you’re seeing stars. You cry out his name loudly as your orgasm hits you but he doesn’t stop his rough pace and soon you find yourself on the verge of cumming again. You feel your walls clenching tightly around his cock as he lets out a deep growl that quickly sends you over the edge and soon his own release as well. Snart slows his pace down to a stop, his lips kissing and nibbling on your neck while you both pant out in pleasure.

“That was amazing.” You say breathlessly. You feel Leonard smirk against your neck, his hands moving up and down your thighs. “How about a shower to clean you up?” He asks, biting on your ear playfully. You let out a weak 'mhm’ before Snart pulls out of you slowly, picking you up caveman style and carrying you to your bathroom.

“This so unnecessary.” You says with a giggle as he carries you. He gives you a firm slap on your ass causing you to yelp. “Shut up.” He says sarcastically.

Snart puts you down and turns to get the shower going when you notice nail marks on his back. You can’t help but blush to yourself, knowing that you’re the one to leave them there. Soon, you’re both in the shower with you standing in front of Leonard while the hot water coming over you.

Leonard wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you towards him. “How are you feeling?” He ask in a low tone, his lips kissing against your ear. You smile, turning around in his arms. “Better now.” You says “Sorry about your back.” You says, thinking about the scares you left there. Leonard smirks at you. “Don’t worry about it. I actually like them. It lets me know that I’m making you feel good.” He states boldly.

You feel a smile form on your lips. “Well, I hope this isn’t the last time you do.” You say softly. Snart grabs your chin gently, making you look up at him. “I meant what I said earlier, I’m not going anywhere. So get used to me being around more offend.”

You bite you lower lip before looking up at him, pressing your lips against his. What started out as an innocent kiss soon turns into a full make out session with your back pressed against your shower walls.

You soon break the kiss, needing to catch your breath. You look at Snart, seeing the lust returning to his eyes. You can’t help but giggle. “Round 2?” You ask,raising your eyebrows.

Snart gives you his famous smirk. “Round 2.”
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Annnnddd there we have it folks. Sorry it’s took me longer than I expect to get this put up but what can I say, work!! I To the Anon who requested this, I hope that you enjoyed it and I look forwards to anymore request you want to send in!!!

Surprisingly enough, tagging your post with the word “sarcasm” is actually really important if it’s satire or sarcasm, considering so many people who suffer from issues with social cues / social interactions and place on the autism spectrum actually have a lot of trouble understanding toning and second meanings behind written word!

So if your post is satire, I strongly suggest you tag it with satire or some sort of significant word to express that it’s a joke.

Moonstruck: Chapter 4

Originally posted by jungkook-gifs

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Genre: fluff with some angst (Jungkook x OC)

Word Count: 3.5k

Summary: You and Jungkook have been best friends for as long as you can remember. But when he starts acting strange, you begin to fear the worst. You hope that tagging along with him and his family for their annual summer trip might bring him out of his slump, but things quickly get messy as you start to question where both of you stand in your relationship

FIRST AND FOREMOST I WANT TO THANK TWO LOVELY PEOPLE @boymeetsfiction​​ and @taeklings​​ for supporting this story so damn hard like seriously thank you


Later that night you find yourself tossing around in bed. Dreams of massive, churning waves and deep, dark waters leave you a shaking mess. You startle awake in a cold sweat, mistaking it for the cool touch of the ocean outside your window. After taking some deep breaths, you manage to peel yourself from the now damp mattress, sitting with your legs hanging over the edge.

The clock resting on the table beside your bed reads 3:03 AM. You rub your stinging eyes and place your feet on the floor, forcing yourself up to a standing position. You try to keep quiet so you don’t wake anyone, especially Jungkook’s parents, but you can’t prevent the soft slap of your feet as you trudge down the stairs.

You reach the kitchen and open one of the cabinets, searching for a glass. When you find one, you glance at the sink faucet and cringe, instead going into the fridge to pull out the milk. Your mom always told you that warm milk was best for troubled sleeping. You pour a cup and open the microwave, setting the time for a few seconds. Still conscious of the other occupants of the house, you wait until the last second on the timer, quickly stopping it before the timer hits zero and sets off the alarm. You open the microwave door and tap a finger again the warm glass to see if it need to cool. Deciding it’s safe, you slide out the cup and softly shut the door again.

You stand there for a minute, leaning your elbows against the counter and sipping the drink. You’re still a little shaken from your nightmare, but the warmth gliding down your throat and settling in your belly acts as a small relief.

You sigh, trying to distract yourself from the unease in the back of your head by tracing the rim of your glass with an index finger. It’s impossible to deny the fact that part of the restlessness is due to the events from yesterday. You recognized the way he looked at you in the water. You were beginning to recall every touch and lasting glance from Jungkook. How you used to brush them off as a casual exchange between friends. But now you were beginning to see them as something a little more.

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nacido-en-elextranjero  asked:

Any tips on someone wanting to learn ASL?

First, let me just reiterate that I am not at all an ASL expert, just a lover of the language. And while I’ve only taken it for a little bit, I do have a couple of helpful tips for ya! 🤗:

1.) {and probably most important} try and take the class with a deaf or HoH professor. If that’s not possible, try to find a beginners class where they don’t allow you to speak at all. My ASL professor was deaf, and taking that class with him was absolutely incredible. He was a phenomenal teacher, and while he was incredibly skilled at reading lips, he encouraged us to use only ASL to communicate with him as well as each other out of respect, so we really had to engage with the language head on. It sounds intimidating, I know, but I’m telling you I learned so much more in one semester of ASL than I did taking 4 years of Spanish in high school. And I loved every second of it.

2.) Take it with a friend if you can. I took my classes with a really good friend of mine, and she already had a pretty strong grasp of the language going into it, so she was obviously better at it than I was. Having someone to practice with outside of class really helped me. Our teacher really pushed us to use sign whenever we were together, because that’s the best way to get the language in to your head (and also your hands lol) Plus it’s kinda fun because you guys can sign to each other outside of class and no one will have any clue what you’re saying. We talked a lot of shit about a lot of people.

3.) {something I still have trouble with} Expression and tone is a very important part of signing in order to accurately communicate what you’re trying to say. So don’t worry about being ~too expressive~ or too over the top. You need to make faces, and you need to physically get the words into your body. It may make you feel a little vulnerable at first, but it will really help you in the long run.

Sorry that was a lot, but I stand by it lol. Everybody should take ASL. You’ll be so glad you did.

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You sighed and glared across MedBay at the departing shift, profoundly irritated and biting your tongue from unleashing a critique of the shitty ass care they had delivered on Gamma shift. The nurse you were taking over from had declined to assess a patient who had been showing progressively worse signs of infection, and had silenced the alarm on the BioBed three times while giving you report.

The alarm had been sounding to warn of a dangerously high temperature, tachycardia and elevated blood pressure. But, apparently, according to her, he was just being dramatic. You’d dismissed her before your shift even started to try to get the situation under control before Doctor McCoy arrived.

Reading through the orders he’d left the day before, you found an order for antibiotics that hadn’t been started, and an order to treat the fever with antipyretics should it reach a critical point. You sighed and prepared the medications, administering them quickly. Your patient roused long enough to complain of pain at the site of the infection, so you have analgesia as well before changing the dressing that had clearly been ignored over the previous shift. It was saturated with purulent drainage, and weeping through onto the bedding.

It was while you were up to your elbows in the sterile dressing change that Doctor McCoy drew back the curtain, his eyes widening as he took in the scene in front of him. With the chart open in his PADD, he read through your cursory charting up to that point and sighed.

“What the hell happened here, Y/N?” He growled.

“Do NOT fucking start with me, Bones,” you snapped. “I can’t work 24 hours a fucking day. Talk to the Gamma shift if you want to complain, I’m sick of having to come in early and play catch up.”

Your confident hands made quick work of the dressing, and you finished without looking up. You knew you would likely get in trouble for the insubordinate tone you’d taken, but you didn’t care. Maybe disciplinary leave would ease your stress level.

Without another word, Doctor McCoy stalked away, and disappeared into his office. You sorted through the rest of your patient load, quickly prioritizing your plan of care for the morning, and started your duties, seamlessly slotting those missed on Gamma into your routine.

At the end of shift, you sat down to finish your charting and Doctor McCoy sat down across from you.

“We need to chat,” he started. You sighed and nodded.

“Whatever disciplinary leave you feel is appropriate for my insubordination, I’ll agree to it.”

“How long have you been covering for the incompetence of the Gamma shift? I spent the day on chart audits, and you’ve been clocking in early for three months, which suggests the problem started before that.” He pushed the PADD across to you, showing his assessment.

“Can we talk about this later?” You asked.

“How about I buy you a drink, and you can unload those burdens? I’m the CMO. You should have told me,” he chided gently.

“I’ve been too angry to speak objectively about it,” you admitted.

“Let me sort out what is and isn’t objective. After shift, we’re having a sit down.” He collected his PADD and returned to his office. You sighed and felt a weight lift from your shoulders.

Autistic Draco Malfoy Headcanons, Part 1

Autistic Draco Malfoy painstakingly learning all the specific social rules and customs relating to the high-class, pureblood wizarding society he was born into by mimicking his dad and then becoming angry, distressed and confused when he goes to Hogwarts and discover that they aren’t universally applicable.

Autistic Draco Malfoy exclusively befriending other high-class, pureblood, Slytherin wizards during his years at Hogwarts because they were raised to follow the same social rules, customs and speaking patterns as himself and he therefor has less trouble socializing with them.

Autistic Draco Malfoy carefully gelling his hair every day because the feeling of loose hairs against his skin is sensory hell.

Autistic Draco Malfoy being chronically manipulative because the many social rules and pureblood customs he was raised to memorize never gave him an understanding of how healthy, honest communication and interaction is supposed to work.

Autistic Draco Malfoy enjoying the pressure of the wind while flying.

Young Autistic Draco Malfoy trying to reach out to Harry by carefully following the manners, customs, social rules and speaking patterns that are considered socially acceptable and expected in the environment where he grew up. Young Autistic Draco Malfoy not understanding what he did wrong when Harry reacts negatively and rejects his friendship.

Autistic Draco Malfoy having trouble filtering and censoring his speech and coming across as overly rude and provocative because he says exactly what he thinks without evaluating how it might come across and whether it’s an appropriate thing to say in a specific situation.

Autistic Draco Malfoy having trouble with adjusting the tone of his voice, his body language and facial expressions and therefor often sounding and looking bored/unaffected when he isn’t.

Autistic Draco Malfoy loving Potions because it lets him follow precise recipes without unknown variables and confusing interactions.

Autistic Draco Malfoy being overly eloquent to cover up and compensate for the lack of nuance in his tone of voice, body language and facial expressions.

Autistic Draco Malfoy pressure stimming by wearing heavy capes and robes.

Autistic Draco Malfoy mimicking Lucius Malfoys body language and speaking patterns without understanding that they make him come across as rude and patronizing.

Autistic Draco Malfoy often touching/fiddling with things because he’s seeking tactile sensory input (- and therefor having trouble refraining from touching the different items in Borgin and Burkes when he visits the store with his father in Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets.)

Autistic Draco Malfoy having a very black and white world view in his attempts at making sense of and categorizing the world around him.

Broken Record

Prompt: Everything’s a mess & Take me home & I just wanna be yours  & Does being next to him feel the same? & Never planned that one day I’d be losing you (changed a bit for the sake of the story).

Author: Aya-Fay

Fandom: Gotham

Pairing: Oswald Cobblepot x reader; Victor Zsasz x reader

Warnings: cheating, death, smoking. If any of these are triggering for you - do not read, i beg ya.

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hello! i hope this isnt an annoying ask but i have trouble interpreting tone/language use and was wondering if you could explain why dean says "good" after mary says "I watch him die everynight" thank you very much! :)

Hi :)

I think the general idea is that Dean doesn’t so much think it is “good” that Mary relives this horrific episode but that it is what she deserves for what she did.

This post kinda goes off topic but not really, because I think a lot of this season for Dean is him dealing with changing what he believes he deserves and this ties into what others deserve, so it is a very relevant point and thank you for bringing it up at this point in the season!

What is interesting is, again, how Dean is portrayed as the one angry on an emotional, personal level: 

Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

Whereas Sam is portrayed as the “bigger picture” brother by mentioning the fact that Wally died (which is obviously worse than Cas nearly dying) and asking the details of the betrayal:

Originally posted by bridget-malfoy-stilinski-hale

I mean, yeah, I think Dean is angry and upset because the person he loves so much nearly died, but it is also part of their make up and characterisation that this is the way the two brothers are often portrayed so it is very important to the overall season arc as well and we need to remember this for the coming episodes, especially with Dean clearly being so emotional and angry (I think the term was furious on the synopsis) for next episode…

In terms of Mary, yes, Dean is extremely upset with her actions and it isn’t just her working with the BMOL, clearly, it is EVERYTHING.

Dean projects and here he is projecting all the BS that he has been burying since Mary left in 12x03, but what is really interesting is that he doesn’t hide behind this one part of the conversation as he might have done in the past, but he is honest about the fact that he is upset and hurt that Mary left, for all the things he thinks she did that hurt them.

And for me this is extremely important as it clearly shows how Dean not only is letting down his facade and being more honest (which is clearly a huge part of his season arc on an emotional level) but also that he is now coming around to the idea that he himself deserves more from Mary.

Hence, I come around to the first point, that here he believes Mary deserves to feel the pain and guilt of what happened to Wally.

So, this in turn makes us think about what he thinks he deserves (and Sam of course too, because Mary abandoned them both, but lets focus on Dean here as he is the one talking and he is the one talking about all the crap he believes Mary has put them through).

For quite a few seasons now we have seen a change in Dean and how he views himself. He no longer really believes that he doesn’t “deserve to be saved”. He has started to believe in himself and we can see from this conversation that he believes he deserves at least some good things.

Someone has made him believe that he deserves to be saved and to have good things.

I wonder who that might be?

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Originally posted by mishacolins

OK, but seriously. It’s not just Cas of course, there is Sam and of course the importance Chuck gives him and his life experiences, but it is clearly in large part Cas, especially when you look at the details of when and due to what he starts to believe more in his own self worth. 

And there is a reason that Mary is heavily mirrored with Cas in this season and I believe we will see more of this in the coming episodes, especially knowing that there is a confrontation coming between Dean and Mary (helped by the fact I am headcanon-ing that Dean will find and lose Cas 12x19 and Dean clearly doesn’t react well to losing Cas). 

Because so far this season Dean has had his emotions bubbling beneath the surface, building and building, and they’re about to explode…

So yeah, Dean in his anger believes Mary deserves to suffer because of what she did to Wally. She is not only their mother but she is also a hunter and Dean was hoping for so much more from her. She has a long way to go to redeem herself, but if it does happen, we know that Dean can forgive, we have seen him do it over and over again with Sam and Cas, so if she is willing, he will let her :)

I think the really important part of this scene is showing us how Dean now deals with this kind of pain and anger, how in the past he might have projected, repressed and misdirected the anger into something else or just focused on the one thing at hand but now he is much more open and honest and explains that it is not just about this but all the rest of the stuff he is suffering from because of Mary.  

I hope and expect this will become even more apparent in the coming episodes…

Side Note: Sorry it took so long I had to put some extra thought into this one because it could have gone a lot of different ways!

Warning: slight violence?
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Tightening the laces of her arm bracers, Aithne could feel his gaze burning a hole into her back as she prepared for the battle that was to happen when they set sail on the boats for wessex. “I don’t want you to go…” Bjorn said, she could just imagine the displeased look upon his face she would receive when she turned around. “Well that’s to bad, because I’m going weather you want me to or not."  Grabbing her things, she turned to face him as he moved to block the door. "Aithne no, i forbid you from going.” Stepping forward, the celt started him in the eyes. “That’s funny, the last time I checked you weren’t your father and only your father, who is earl may forbid me from going where i please.” Side stepping him, she moved out the door and headed for the boats. “Damn it woman I am just trying to protect you!” Stopping, she turned around to face him once more. “Who said i need protecting Bjorn? You should worry about yourself! I can take care of myself just fine without anyone’s help!” Turning around, she headed for the boats as Ragnar approached his son with a sly grin. Clasping his hand on his shoulder, he shook him slightly and  asked in a joking tone. “Trouble in paradise hm?”

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With in the 3 days it had taken to reach Wessex Aithne had threatened to harm Bjorn in multiple different ways though her favorite was saying she would throw him over board and drown him in the sea because of his constant badgering of how he didn’t want her fighting and that she should have stayed home in Kattegat, Half way through the second day Bjorn had back off after she almost knocked him off the boat in a fit of anger.
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Sitting outside the tent, Aithne stared into the flames of the fire that sat infront of her. Her thoughts racing of what could come tomorrow on the battlefield. She had been so deep in her thoughts she almost didn’t notice Ragnar sitting down next to her.

“So tell me my little warrior why has such a stoney expression crossed your face?”

Sighing in exasperation, she shook her head. “I do not understand why Bjorn does not believe in me? Am I not a good warrior? I have know how to fight and have never lost a battle so why does he say i should not come?” she questioned.

Poking the fire with a stick, Ragnar scratched his beard in thought before he spoke. “You are a great warrior but love does crazy things….He is just being overprotective because he cares for you but his love and worry overshadows his commen sense but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t trust in you or your skills in battle.”

“Then why does he not just say so instead of badgering me and commanding me to stay home as if I’m a slave girl instead of the shield maiden that i am?”

As they conversed, a pair of blue eyes stared upon them from across the way, Bjorn could only hope and pray to the gods that nothing bad would happen tomorrow because he had a lot of apologizing to do.

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The battle could be heard for miles as yells and shouts rang out, shields and weapons clashed and people dropped to the ground lifeless, though it was with great enjoyment yet frustration to Aithne that the majority where those of the Christians and not so much her comrades. Slashing one in the throat, she could feel the splash of blood wet her clothing as she moved to swing low and caught another in the heel helping one of her fellow shield maidens. Searching for her next challenge, she was unprepared when someone tried to strike her from behind, luckily her shield had saved her. Stumbling forward, she turned to face her attacker. It seemed one of the higher ranking Christians had come to seek her out. Glancing at him, she twirled her sword and removing her shield from her back as the soldier moved to charge her.

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It had all happened so fast, one minute Bjorn had fighting along side his father and the next he had looked up to see his lover engaging in battle against a soldier.

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Blinking, Aithne waited for her vision to clear as the ceiling of her tent came i to focus. Groaning, she rubbed her eyes and tried to sit up only to cry out in pain atthe burning sensation that settled upon tge left side of her waist. Gripping the furs underneath her she as she laid back down, the sound of someone rustling about at the entrance of her tent could ve heard. Lifting her head, she could a
See the large frame of Bjorn stepping inside quickly. Moving to her side, he kneeled and grabbed her hand, bringing it up to his lips to gently his it. “Thank the gods you are awake, never scare me like this again please….you have been asleep for 2 days…i feared you would not wake up.” staring up at him in shock, she shook her head. “What happened?” “you engaged in a fight against a soldier and as you killed him another tried to come up from behind and kill you but they were only able to injure up on the waist as you turned around and I rushed to your defense…” laying her head back, her gazed shifted from looking at Bjorn to staring at the ceiling. Thinking of what he said, the memories slowly came back to her. “Thank you for helping me Bjorn…I’m sorry for all the things I’ve said it was just frustrating because it felt like you didn’t believe in me an-” cutting her off, he smiled and leaned down to kiss her. “There is nothing to apologize for if anything I should be the one saying sorry and I’m just glad you are alive…can you find it in your heart to forgive me?” smiling back, she nodded and kissed him in return.