a lot more yelling and cursing

Monsta X reacting to their girlfriend swearing a lot.

[Seventeen Version]


Shownu:
He’s sitting in front of you, working on a new song for their upcoming album when he suddenly hears you cussing out the person on the phone. Shownu’s eyes widen by the more curse words that escape your so thought innocent lips.

He slowly turns his head to you to see you almost yelling into the phone. When you hang up and sit back on the couch, Shownu looks at you in a shocked manner. You raise your head and look at him frustrated, 
“What?” You almost yell at him. Shownu shrugs and quickly looks away from you to avoid you from getting even more angry. “Nothing…You look lovely today.”

Minhyuk:
Everytime you swear, Minhyuk comes back at you with a strong comeback, leaving you puzzled.
You’re swearing again out of frustration of not getting your work done and Minhyuk quickly enters your work room, forcefully turning your chair around. His mouth is only a hairs-breadth away from yours, a smirk tugging on the edge of his lips.

“Say that again.” He growls into your ear.

You’re at loss of words and just stare at him blankly. “Swear again, babygirl. It’s so fucking hot.” He whispers teasingly.
You push him off you strongly and roll your eyes at his behavior, clearly annoyed by his reaction. “Get out, Minhyuk.” You say, focusing back on your work. Minhyuk giggles at your words and leaves the room, smiling satisfied. “Don’t swear again if you don’t want me to jump at you like a horny rabbit, I mean it, Y/N.”

Hyungwon:
You’re sitting in front of him, your legs crossed in front of your body as you tell him about what happened to you on the street today, using the word ‘fuck’ every time you can. 

Hyungwon sighs at your words and quickly jumps up, leaving you to yourself. You still feel the anger inside of you but your face drops immediately when Hyungwon comes back into the room, holding a cup of water.
He stops in front of you and reaches out his hand for you to grab it. 

“Here.” He says. You look at him sternly. “For what?” 
Hyungwon giggles slightly before putting it on the table and turning around. “To wash out that dirty mouth of yours.”

Jooheon:
As long as he’s been sitting in his work room, you’ve walked past at least twenty times, constantly swearing under your breath.

By the 21st time, Jooheon has enough and jumps up, opening the door in time to make you jump. You turn to him, your eyes meeting. Jooheon points his finger at you and shakes his head. “Honestly, if I get a coin for every time you say ‘fuck’ I’d be long gone.” He says and shutting the door in your face again, making you blush slightly.

Wonho:
“He called me a fucking whore and this mother effin’ dick thought I wouldn’t react to it.” You say, your voice raised as you talk about your day at work. Wonho has already stopped listening by the third swear word that escaped your lips. When you finally catch your breath, he looks at you. 

“Did you actually say those things to him?” He asks, raising his eyebrow. You look away from him shyly, shaking your head.

Wonho hisses at you and gets up, throwing you a water bottle. “Always pretends to be though but the smallest bunny in reality.”

Kihyun:
“And then he fuckin’ thought he could just talk to me like I’m some kind of fuckin’ idiot and-” Kihyun is patiently listening to your moaning and nods along to your words. 

Suddenly he cuts you off. “Did you swear at him as much as you’re doing right now?” He asks curiously. You shake your head, stopping mid-sentence to look at him.

A smile tugs on his lips. “Because if I was him, I would’ve run before you ate me alive.” He answers teasingly. You deliver a painful slap to his arm, making him hiss under his breath. He looks at you with a pleading look, pouting. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N. That was too much.”

I.M:
He just looks at you in silence, hearing you swear under your breath. A smile plays on his lips by the amount of swear words you’re able to put into one word.

When you’re done complaining and sit down next to him, Changkyun turns his head towards you and playfully hits your thigh to get your attention. “You’ve actually managed to fit 25 ‘fucks’ into three sentences. Think you might have hit rock bottom.” 

Love, Youngmi~

The Pine Tree

A/N: Heyyy guys long time no see? Yes, writing this latest chapter was like wresting a rattlesnake while balancing a few ceramic plates on top of my head, but here it is! Plus I already started working on the new one, so hopefully it’ll be out relatively soon. In the meantime, enjoy this small detour before the plot rears its ugly head again. 

Au by @doodledrawsthings, based on Flat Dreams by @pengychan.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

“Hey, who’s the new guy? He’s kinda cute.”

Dipper tore his eyes away from the book he was reading to stare at Wendy in mute horror. She was glancing from the corner of her eye at Bill, who had taken the opportunity to rearrange all the snow globes on the shelves as a petty way to spite Grunkle Stan. Why they even let Bill into the gift shop was anyone’s guess. So far, all he managed to do was to scare away customers and give everyone a headache. No one recognized him so far, which was a good thing, but most of these people were just passing through the town anyway, and had no idea about the disaster that took place last summer.

Wendy had just come back from a hiking vacation with her family, and since nobody expected her to be back so soon, they had no idea what to do with Bill. Dipper assumed they would have to tell her eventually, seeing how she was a regular employee, and was definitely smart enough to connect the dots by herself at some point. Better to warn her ahead of time than to wait until she dragged in an exorcist or something. Not that Dipper though it would work. At all.

But Hearing his past crush call the devil in disguise “cute” was something vaguely traumatic. And it showed, because Wendy suddenly looked concerned. “Hey Dipper, are you okay? You look like you’ve just seen Stan in his underwear again.”

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anonymous asked:

Can we get some headcanons for a male!mc who always steals he's boyfriend clothes? XD RFA and anyone would be great :))

((How about some scenarios of them catching MC in the act? I hope that this is to your satisfaction Anon))

Yoosung

  • MC was kind of short, but he was in luck when he found out that Yoosung was the same size as him
  • He really liked Yoosung’s hoodies…especially his LOLOL one.
  • It just fit really well and on top of that it smelled like Yoosung
  • One day, MC got a call from a frantic Yoosung
  • “MC! I can’t find my favorite hoodie and I really wanted to wear it today!”
  • MC guiltily glanced over at the LOLOL hoodie that was draped lazily over a nearby  chair
  • “Can’t you wear another one?” MC asked quickly
  • MC heard his boyfriend sigh in irritation
  • “Lemme rephrase that. I can’t find any of my hoodies! MC, can I please borrow one of your hoodies?”
  • MC panicked as he saw his collection of Yoosung’s hoodies thrown all over his apartment
  • “Uh, sure thing babe, lemme just clean up first!” MC replied nervously
  • Suddenly MC heard a frantic banging on his door with shouts from his boyfriend demanding to be let in
  • MC decided to bite the bullet and let Yoosung in. He looked around and found his hoodies…everywhere! Including his favorite LOLOL sweatshirt ON his boyfriend,MC
  • “MC…why are all of my hoodies at your apartment?” Yousung demanded of MC
  • “I…I like wearing them.” 
  • “Just wear your own!” Yoosung complained, picking up a hoodie from the pile of hoodies in the corner or the room. 
  • “Well, mine don’t smell like you and yours are comfy” MC admitted
  • Yoosung looked MC, and a mischievous little smirk graced the blonde’s face. He dashed past MC, ran into MC’s room, grabbed MC’s favorite hoodie and pulled it on.
  • “Ya! You’re right babe! It does smell like you! Thanks for the hoodie!” Yoosung sang as he ran past MC, placing a chaste kiss on his boyfriend as he ran for the bus
  • MC couldn’t help but laugh. He probably wasn’t getting that one back. 

Zen

  • MC is about Jumin’s height so it’s rather convenient that Zen wears the same size shirts as him.
  • And MC really likes Zen’s coats, and sometimes just borrowed Zen’s jackets
  • One day they decided to go on a run together and MC didn’t have time to change out of  Zen’s jacket so he just decided to go run in it
  • They ran for a bit before MC begged Zen to let him take a break (MC isn’t too in shape yet)
  • “Come on slow poke!” Zen teased
  • MC caught up to Zen and started to catch his breath
  • “Hey, isn’t that my jacket?” Zen asked the exhausted MC
  • “Uh…maybe?”
  • Zen started to laugh, and MC’s ears began to turn red with embarrassment
  • “I thought it looked familiar. It looks better on me that it does you”
  • MC began to shed the coat, and Zen quickly pulled it back onto MC’s shoulders and zipped it up
  • “Hey, you’re gonna catch a cold if you do that! Besides, it looks way better on you than me, so you should keep it babe.”
  • MC’s eyes lit up at the idea that he’d get to keep something that smelled just like his boyfriend.
  • “Really Zen?” MC asked excitedly
  • “Yeah. On one condition though. Come here, I wanna take a selfie with my cute boyfriend wearing my jacket.”
  • Zen posted it several times in the chat room.

Jaehee

  • MC was super tiny for a guy, and occasionally confused for Jaehee’s sister from the back (super embarrassing for both parties when MC turned around and was clearly not a girl)
  • For some reason, he has always wanted to try on one of Jaehee’s skirts, just to see how he’d look in her outfits
  • One day when Jaehee was out shopping, MC took out one of Jaehee’s skirts and tried it on
  • Surprisingly, it fit him really well. He spun around in the full body mirror inside the door of Jaehee’s closet, looking at his appearance from multiple angles
  • He decided to go the whole nine yards and put on Jaehee’s entire suit and also put on Jaehee’s faux glasses.
  • He looked a lot like Jaehee, so he decided to pretend to be her
  • “Hello, Mr. Han. Yes sir, I’ll have the papers on your desk by tomorrow morning. Mr. Han, you have an appointment today with the department of fancy clothes at noon, and then you have another appointment with the Jerks of Korea at two.” MC joked, laughing brightly. He  then got a hilarious idea
  • “Your cat Mr. Han? She is an angel you say? Well, with all due respect, your cat is not angel in my opinion. I do believe she is, to be frank, an asshole who sheds all over my furniture without any care in the world. Sir, if I have to take care of Elizabeth 3rd one more time, I will shave it from head to tail.” MC said in his most “matter-of-fact”voice.
  • Suddenly he heard bags crashing to the ground as someone burst out laughing. He turned around to see Jaehee laughing so hard she had dropped everything in her arms, and was struggling to recompose herself
  • “H-how long were you standing there?”
  • “Since the Jerks of Korea part” Jaehee choked out between fits of laughter “Oh, my, I literally wish I could say half of that to Mr. Han. MC, you’re the best”

Jumin

  • Today was the day MC told himself as he pulled out Jumin’s PJ top
  • MC was a good two sizes smaller than Jumin, so it was quite large in comparison to the tiny MC
  • Jumin rarely wore pajamas, but the one time that MC saw him in pjs, he immediately wanted to wear them and show Jumin how absolutely adorable he could be with Jumin’s oversized shirt
  • He considered also wearing the pants, but as soon as he saw long they were, he reconsidered it, since falling on his face in front of his handsome boyfriend was not on his itinerary
  • Jumin came home early, and when he went in, he expected MC to go and greet him like usual, but MC was nowhere in sight
  • Suddenly MC came out of their shared bedroom, the oversized sleeves flopping around as he ran towards his boyfriend
  • “Jumin! Welcome home dear!” MC said excitedly
  • Jumin looked perplexed, and looked to be analyzing MC as he stood there awkwardly in the oversized shirt
  • “MC, that is much too large on you. I’ll have the tailor make you a new one with the proper dimensions immediately.”
  • “Jumin…that’s not…Aren’t I cute?
  • Jumin gave MC a look as if he just asked if he could fly
  • “MC, you’re always cute, but that shirt still doesn’t fit you properly, and I’m having them make you a new one as we speak”
  • MC gives up, but makes Jumin promise that as soon as he got his, that he would wear his to match.

Saeyoung

  • Saeyoung couldn’t find his favorite shirt, or pants, or hoodie
  • Actually, forget his favorite outfit, besides his underwear and socks, he couldn’t find any of his clothes
  • Not that he had that many outfits to begin with.
  • He couldn’t even find any dirty clothes, and he swore he did his laundry.
  • All he could find was his cosplay outfits, and so, he picked out a french maid cosplay and put it on not the worst thing in the world
  • He walked out of his room to an irritated Vanderwood
  • What the hell were you doing in there Luciel? Playing dress up?” Vanderwood shouted
  • “Nope. I couldn’t find any other outfits” Saeyoung replied, pulling up his computer chair and getting to work
  • “Then wear a dirty outfit”
  • “Can’t find those either”
  • “I just cleaned your room a week ago!”
  • “I know…I honestly don’t know where my clothes went! I’m serious Vanderwood!”
  • Vanderwood stomped into Saeyoung’s room to find that he wasn’t lying. He literally did not have any other outfits besides his cosplay, underwear and socks
  • “What the actual hell?” Vanderwood asked in disbelief
  • “So out of all the cosplays you have, why the hell did you chose the french maid outfit?”
  • “What? I’m cute and there’s no dress code! Maybe I want to look like a cute french maid.”
  • “Whatever. I don’t actually care. Just get to work”
  • Suddenly there was a knock on the door and the doorbell buzzed
  • “I’ve got this. YOU STAY.” Vanderwood demanded to an empty chair, as Saeyoung snuck away to open the door.
  • He opened the door, after looking through the security screen to MC wearing Saeyoung’s favorite outfit.
  • “Hey Vanderwood! I found where my clothes went!”
  • “Where?” Vanderwood shouted back irritated
  • “Here!” Saeyoung said proudly, showing his boyfriend off to Vanderwood

V

  • V could not find his warm jacket anywhere. It wasn’t where he had left it, and being half blind didn’t help
  • He really needed to go shopping, but he couldn’t see, so he called up his boyfriend MC to help him find it
  • MC looked over at a nearby chair where the jacket lay
  • He grabbed the jacket and headed over to V’s house
  • He went in and “helped” V find his jacket.
  • This wasn’t the first time MC had to “help”his boyfriend find something. Nor would this be the last
  • At least, that’s what MC thought as he walked towards the door
  • “MC, can I ask you something?” V asked
  • MC froze with his hand on the doorknob. He hoped that he was overreacting and that V suspected nothing
  • “What is it Jihyun?” MC asked shakily
  • “Why is it that whenever you’re here, something of mine goes missing? Like a shirt, my jacket, and for some reason my hats. You aren’t stealing them, are you?”
  • “I uh…”
  • “Wait, ARE you?”
  • “Maybe?” MC replied sheepishly
  • Jihyun smirked, and made a motion for MC to go over to him
  • MC did hesitantly, unsure if Jihyun was going to get mad or not.
  • As soon as he was three feet away from Jihyun, Jihyun took off his shades and softly gazed at his boyfriend dearly
  • “Is that my shirt too? If you want something, just let me know so I don’t go around looking for something that isn’t there.”
  • “Wait, you aren’t mad at me?” MC asked confused
  • “No? Why would I be mad at you? I just want to know if you have something so I know that I‘m not losing my mind yet. Besides, you look really cute.”

Saeran

  • There were a lot of crashing noises coming from Saeran’s room
  • “Where the hell is is?” Saeran shouted out exasperatedly
  • “What’s wrong bro?” Saeyoung yelled back
  • “I can’t find my leather jacket!”
  • “Isn’t it in that old box in your closet?” Saeyoung asked
  • “IT ISN’T THERE! WHERE THE FUCKING FUCK IS MY FUCKING LEATHER JACKET AND WHO’S THE FUCKED UP FUCKER WHO FUCKING STOLE IT? FUCK!” Saeran cursed as more crashes came from his room
  • “Wow. That’s a lot of “fucks” in one sentence” Saeyoung replied laughing
  • “Shut the hell up Saeyoung!” Saeran shouted back
  • Suddenly it was deathly silent, and Saeyoung could feel the anger radiating out of Saeran’s trashed room
  • “You didn’t hide it from me, did you LUCIEL?” Saeran snarled
  • Saeyoung knew that it wasn’t a laughing matter anymore because his brother only called him by his baptismal name when he was beyond pissed off. Saeyoung got up to go help his brother, and had to dodge a box that Saeran threw at him
  • “Dude, chill. I didn’t touch your jacket. You sure that it’s not still in your closet?”
  • “I just threw the fucking box at you. Was it in there?” Saeran sassed
  • Before Saeyoung could say anything in reply, they heard a knock on the door. They were planning on ignoring it when Saeran got a text. He glanced at it, then stomped out of his room and threw open the door.
  • “Hi Saeran.” MC greeted, standing there in Saeran’s leather jacket
  • “MC. Jacket. NOW.” Saeran growled out between his clenched teeth
  • “Hey Saeran, who’s at the door?” Saeyoung shouted from Saeran’s room (who was cleaning up for his brother)
  • “My fucking nerd of a boyfriend who stole my leather jacket” Saeran shouted as he tacked his boyfriend and pulled the leather jacket off.
  • “Looks like you found it” Saeyoung laughed.

Which of these do you think the UT, US, UF and SF bros would do if they wanted to get out if a job?


BWAHAHAHAHAAH SHIT I’M CRYIGN
In order of the list:

  1. Swapfell Pap
  2. Underswap Sans
  3. Undertale Pap
  4. Underswap Pap
  5. Bonus: Chara trying to get out of school
  6. Underfell Pap
  7. Swapfell Sans
  8. Underfell Sans
  9. Undertale Sans

With this list in mind, I’d like all of you to take a moment of your time to form the mental images of Swapfell Pap with the entire first scene of Macbeth tattooed to the left side of his face like the worst Phantom Of The Opera cosplay in the world. 

Imagine Underfell Pap whipping the backs of the interns’ chairs and shouting commands as they wheel him to the breakroom for coffee. Think of his self-satisfied smirk, perched straight-backed and mighty on his rolling chair.

Imagine Underfell Sans getting fucking sick and tired of the company and the printer paper jamming was the last fucking straw. First he hits it. Then people start staring and he gets pissed.
“FUCK THIS PRINTER AND ALSO YOU.” He declares, sinking his teeth into the machine. He’s tearing it apart, shoving parts into his mouth. CRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCH
“SANS! What is hell are you doing?”
“paperjam.” He replies, shrugging, before promptly getting fired.

Imagine Swapfell Sans vibrating with excitement as his monster truck is delivered at the company parking lot. He teleports straight into the drivers seat as the higher ups are yelling about who the hell ordered this?
“MOVE YOUR DERRIERES, PEASANTS!” He yells down at them, starting up the roaring engine.
“Sans! What is the meaning of this?” His Boss bellows.
“MEANS I’M LEAVING!” He answers, jamming his foot down on the reverse.
“SANS! GET BACK HERE! YOU’RE– YOU’RE FIRED!”
“I WON’T MISS YOU!” He declares, cackling as he accelerates out of the compound. He can’t drive. The seat is too high. He slams into a lamp post. He curses. He reverses and slams into it again. Once more then he’s zooming out of the company compound, eyes bright and shining with manic energy. 

Word count: 2365 (how did I write that much holy fuck)

Pairing: Michael Gray x Reader

Warning: so much smut (18+ please guys), dirty talk, oral (female receiving), lots of cursing.

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“You fuckin’ bastard!” You screamed at your boyfriend, Michael. You had just found out that he had slept with another girl. “Get the fuck out of my flat, now.”
 
“(Y/N), please. I was drunk, it was a mistake. It meant nothing.” Michael begged.

“I trusted you, Michael. You fuckin’ betrayed me. Get out.” You yelled. Michael had no choice but to take the bag you thrust at him as he was forced out the door.

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Little Anger Ball

I’m in a writing mood again! Woohoo! 
Another Markiplier fic! Sorry if it seems short.
Hope you enjoy 

Fic Request: 
“REQUEST. Lol what about like a MarkxFem!Reader where he’s all ragey after playing something and reader has to try and calm him down while he’s all grumpy and annoyed and just being a douche to everyone? Could be angsty or fluffy!” 

Originally posted by dogiplier

“He’s doing a lot more yelling than usual,” Tyler said. 
You looked up from your phone, listening to the muffled screams from upstairs. 
“Sounds like someone is torturing him,” Ethan chuckled. “What’s he playing?” 
“A new horror game,” You shrugged as you returned your attention to your phone. “I didn’t catch the name of it, but he said something about puzzles and game restart death penalty.” 
The two boys “oohed” and went back to what they were doing. 
Throughout the next hour, the three of you heard a variety of groans, screams and curses echoing from the upstairs recording room. 
You all got worried when it suddenly went quiet. 
“Maybe he’s finished recording?” You suggested with concern. 
“Or he’s screamed himself hoarse,” Tyler said. 
You all turned when Mark stomped down the stairs. His jaw was set and his expression wasn’t exactly….friendly. 
“Hey, Babe,” You called softly with a small smile. “Everything ok?” 
Mark licked his lips, looking more frustrated than you’ve ever seen him before. 
Ethan offered him the bag of chips he was currently eating, “Want some food?” 
It was as if Ethan had personally insulted Mark. The man turned his gaze on the younger male, his set jaw unleashing a roar of anger. 
“No! I don’t want some goddamn chips!” Mark hollered. “What the hell makes you think I want some?” 
Ethan visibly retracted from Mark, retreating to the couch beside you. Where you were currently glaring up at Mark. 
“Hey, come on,” You said. “He was just trying to be nice.” 
“Well, I don’t need nice, I just need some peace and quiet,” Mark hissed venomously. Stalking into the kitchen.
Tyler met your gaze, half standing to follow but you shook your head. You let a few minutes pass before patting Ethan’s knee and standing from your seat.
There was a few loud bangs and curses as something dropped from the counter. And you entered to find Mark angrily scooping up a pan, glaring at it as if the object had attacked him. 
“Come on, we’re going outside.” You said, entering the kitchen.
“I don’t want-”
“That wasn’t a request,” You said calmly, taking Mark’s hand and roughly dragging him behind you.
He grumbled but allowed himself to be led into the sun. 

Chica bounded over to the two of you. A toy clutched in her mouth and her tail wagged madly. 
Mark plopped down on a chair and his pup cuddled up beside him, leaning her body against his leg and nuzzling his hand for pats. 
At this, you saw Mark’s anger lift a little. Stroking Chica’s fur with careful, loving fingers, Mark slowly began to calm down. 
“Not a good game?” You asked, sitting beside him. 
Mark sighed, still scratching Chica’s ear. “No, it’s a good game. I’m just terrible.” 
You chuckled, nudging his shoulder with yours. “You’re not that terrible. I mean, you did beat the FNAF games.” 
Mark shook his head, “After hours of screaming, maybe.” Another sigh. “I shouldn’t have yelled at Ethan.” 
“No, you shouldn’t have.” You agreed. “But he’ll forgive you, he understands that you’re a little anger ball.” 
He grinned a little at that. “Is that what you all call me behind my back?” 
“No, we call you dick, behind your back.” You said teasingly. “We call you anger ball only when you start to rage.” 
Mark chuckled, his brown eyes lifting up to look at you. “I’m sorry for yelling at you as well. Stress and all….actually I shouldn’t make up excuses for yelling at you guys.” 
You smiled and poked his side, “We all understand. We don’t take it to heart.” You let a moment pass before adding, “But you owe me a kiss you yelling at me though.” 
Mark chuckled, leaning towards you and pressing his lips against yours. The kiss didn’t last long, since Chica whined quietly and pawed Mark’s leg. 
The two of you separated, giggling as Chica wormed her way between you and Mark. 
“I think I have competition,” You pouted playfully, patting the pup’s head. 
“She’s a close second to cuteness,” Mark replied with a smile.

Never been good at listening

Title: Never been good at listening

Pairing: Sherlock x female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.4k

Warnings: angst, potential character death (open end)

Request: Can you do a Sherlock x reader please? Maybe they have an argument because Sherlock doesn’t want the reader helping on the case because he’s scared she’ll get hurt but she thinks it’s because he doesn’t believe in her. She goes on the case and ends up taking a bullet/getting hurt to protect him? Thanks!

(A/n: Totally forgot about the ‘thinks it’s because he doesn’t believe in her’-part. Sorry, anon. I might make a second part after I finished some other requests, I hate the ending myself. Hope you enjoy it anyway J || Gifs not mine.)


Originally posted by whenisayrunrun


“You will not.” Sherlock sounded exaggerated, annoyed with your stubborn insistence to join him on the case since John was busy. Underneath all the dramatic exaggeration however you sensed anger, which in turn angered you. Who did he think he was for telling you what to do or not to do? Simply because you weren’t John Watson didn’t mean you were a complete useless idiot.

“I’m coming” You crossed your arms staring at Sherlock with determination. You wouldn’t be left behind, actually you would proof to him that you could be as useful as John. To make a stand you even took a step forward still keeping stern eye contact with the taller consulting detective. “I am coming.”

“No.”

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10

Being a Kid

A Regular Day 🚋🏫

  Monday marks the beginning of a new week. The weekend was great but, as the saying goes: “all good things come to an end” and it’s time to come back to work, school. The old routine…

- Jimmy, hurry up! I don’t want to arrive late at school. – Shouted Marie.
- The school is not on fire! Unfortunately. – Mumbled Jimmy.
- Stop being a jackass and hurry up. I still want to clear some doubts with Pixel before the bell rings. – Stated Marie.
- Boring! – Said Jimmy.
- Jerk! – Yelled Marie.
- LOL, that’s because you’re my sister! – Affirmed Jimmy.
- Who puts up with you? … your teddy bear, oops! – Played Marie.
- Bitch! – Cursed Jimmy.
- Hey! What’s that all about? – Questioned Jasmine. – Hurry up or we are going to miss the station.
- Mom, just give me one more minute, because I am already finishing printing the book summary. – Requested Jimmy.
(…)

- Good studies! – Said Jasmine while saying goodbye to the children. - Good luck with your test Marie.

(…)

- Hi Pixel, did you put a lot of efforts on your studies of sciences? - Asked Marie.

- To be honest, no. I hate Mrs. CumpleBottom so much! - Replied Pixel.

- Tell me about it! I think the only thing she’s good at is to show off her pearl necklace of the time of Queen Victoria because as a teacher she’s the Devil herself. - Commented Marie while laughing out loud with Pixel.

- Silence! The girls are in a Library. - scolded them Ms. Belle.

(…)

- Good morning class. I hope you have studied. I only want to see over your desk a pencil and nothing else. I will provide you a draft sheet signed by me and with the stamp of our college. I inform you that I am going only to read the test once and, as you know, I will not respond to any doubt there after. That’s why you must pay attention as I read it. - Commanded Mrs. CrumpleBottom. - Silence Alexander! Stop being the class clown and let me explain the test to your colleagues.

(…)

- What a difficult test! - Thought Marie. - She didn’t include anything I studied, old witch.

In Repair-Zig x MC Fanfic

Hi, folks. I’m back, doing what I tend to do…writing Zig x MC fics LOL. I may try some other pairings and things in the future like I have in the past, but for some reason these two inspire me like no other characters. So for now I’ll stick with what’s enjoyable for me and hopefully not too painful for you. 

Anyway, you may remember my fic, Broken, that I wrote a little while ago. If you haven’t checked it out, you’ll want to read it here because this new story is the part 2 and conclusion to that fic. I also found a way to fit it in with the prompt for this week’s #ChoicesCreates carnival (@choicesimaginesandmore @hollyashton): “Different doesn’t mean wrong.” so yay for that. :)  

This is rated T. And I’ve added in some of my own stuff for Zig’s history so please don’t compare this to canon because I made it all up! ;)

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!

In Repair


She didn’t think she’d miss him this much.

She’d thought numerous times about texting him but it never felt like the right time. Or maybe she was just scared. Regardless, whatever apprehension she’d felt before had faded long ago. And now…she simply needed to touch his hand and wanted to be able to look into his eyes.

Just go to him, she chided herself. He still worked at the cafe obviously…her friends had reminded her of that fact over and over. She hadn’t been there at all since the fight and now it just seemed silly to try to make an appearance. It had only been one month since they’d last seen each other. But it was the longest month of her life.

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Hello! Can i get the boys going to the beach with their crush and seeing them in a bathing suit for the first time! Thank you!

Sorry that this took a while! But it was a very fun ask to do and I had a lot of fun. Thanks for the adorable suggestion! I wrote the target of their affections as in just a crush, not yet s/o as per requested!

Korekiyo Shinguuji

  • Is very thankful that his mask is covering just how much he’s blushing. For a couple of seconds he loses himself in you.
  • You didn’t look good, no–
  • You looked absolutely stunning. The most beautiful human he’s ever laid eyes on.
  • He’s not even subtle with his gaze, he wants to appreciate every single aspect of your body and preserve this wondrous sight in his mind for all eternity.
  • Gets a little bit too poetic and corny with his compliments–which makes you blush furiously in return. He doesn’t stop even if you ask him to.
  • Even when you two aren’t together, you can always sense his gaze on you from faraway…
  • Will glare daggers at anyone who looks at you for more than 3 seconds.
  • He disliked the beach with a burning passion, but this made up for it quite well. 

Rantarou Amami

  • He lets his eyes generously roam around your figure before speaking.
  • You can tell he is enjoying the view, which makes you feel confident in yourself but also embarrassed…
  • He tries to be smooth and compliment you without sounding too creepy, but anyone can tell how lovestruck he is with you (except you of course). 
  • Whenever Ouma someone comments about your “relationship” he’ll just laugh and ask you to ignore them. You two get teased quite a lot. 
  • Will invite you to play volleyball with him or something silly like building a sandcastle, honestly just any excuse to spend time with you.
  • You two catch each other’s gazes a lot. In fact you could almost swear his eyes were glued to you that day. 
  • He’ll “accidentally” catch you watching the sunset by yourself and join you. 

Kokichi Ouma

  • His heart nearly jumps out of his chest when he sees you.
  • He’s eyeing you without a lot of shame.
  • When you ask him if you look good, he gives you a resounding no before leaving you by yourself to bury Kiibo in the sand. 
  • That hurt you! And it didn’t make sense…wasn’t he looking at you all weird and fuzzy just now? Did he just want to mess with you?
  • Of course he notices how sad you were by his answer so he apologizes in his own bizarre way and tells you look really good…by which then he starts blushing and you notice just how honest he is being with you right now. He just didn’t want to admit you looked cute in that swimsuit.
  • He spends the rest of the day making up to you. He invites you to torture Kiibo and Maki by splashing them with buckets of water but you’d rather not get killed, so you offer to build a sandcastle with him or collect shells. It doesn’t appeal much to him but he’ll take anything just to be with you.
  • Expect him to buy you your favorite flavor of Panta too. 
  • Little things he only does for his cute crush~

Shuichi Saihara

  • His first reaction is to look away.
  • He doesn’t want to creep you out…because you just look so good and?? whoa??
  • You ask him if he’s okay, because he’s all red and hot and sweating nervously. 
  • He gives you a weak laugh and claims that he’s just not used to the heat, all while looking elsewhere. You sort of get the hint and giggle.
  • He does…eventually…after a couple of hours…manage to tell you you look really good, and that that bathing suit compliments you a lot…all while looking like he’s about to faint.
  • If you’re too hot he’ll offer you his hat so you can protect your head from the sun.

Kaito Momota

  • Unlike the other guys, Kaito is way more obvious regarding his crush, almost too painfully obvious actually. His first reaction is to yell in his loudest voice just how beautiful and good you look! Everyone hears and stares at you both and you mentally curse him.
  • He doesn’t care, no! He wants to show the world just how beautiful and great and awesome you look!
  • He won’t shut up about it, really. He’s gushing nonstop and while it can get annoying, it is kind of endearing to you! 
  • Like, really, expect him to be all over you. Everyone’s just rolling his eyes at him and telling him to shut up, they get it.
  • He’ll ask you if you wanna go swim with him, even if you refuse he’s gonna pick you up and throw you in the water just as an excuse to be close to you. 
  • Will probably invite you to go stargazing with him at night if we’re going full token beach episode here.

Kiibo

  • First of all good luck trying to get a literal robot to go to the beach. It’s literally hell for him. 
  • But in the event that he does, somehow, agree to accompany you…
  • He will stop functioning for a couple of seconds upon looking at you in your bathing suit.
  • kiibo.exe stopped functioning.
  • He’s going full red and stutter and can’t even bring himself to look at you–
  • But he still politely tells you that you look very good. 
  • He’s sweating so much, he had no idea he had this much oil in him (rofl)
  • Gets a bit overprotective of you when others look at you in a funny way–you’re really exposed and he doesn’t want you to get hurt! Who knows what these people might do to you?
  • But really they’re just looking at you both wondering why the hell is a robot sunbathing. 

Gonta Gokuhara

  • Covers his eyes instantly! Much to your disappointment…
  • Asks you if it’s okay for him to look!
  • He’s really, really shy and doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable, especially you of all people!
  • Really, the beach makes him really overwhelmed. Is it really alright to stare? He’s so scared of coming across as rude or perverted…
  • You laugh and reassure him it’s alright, you’re supposed to wear a bathing suit when you go to the beach! Like any normal person you know!
  • But he insists that it’s too much for him and he has to be the perfect gentleman for you…
  • Really he’s making such a big deal out of this.
  • Everyone rolls his eyes at you both. 
  • Eventually though he gets over his shyness and manages to tell you you look very pretty in whatever garment you decide to bring to your afternoon together.
  • That makes you very happy…
  • Til you ask him to rub sunscreen on your back and he faints.

Ryouma Hoshi

  • Yuck, the beach. He hates the beach. Too many people, too many annoying children.
  • But when he sees you, oh boy.
  • He coughs and tells you you look ”hella attractive”.
  • You’re used to his more…crude manner of talking, so you don’t take offense–that’s just his way of saying you look good, which makes you happy!
  • When you turn your attention elsewhere you can literally feel his gaze burning on you even if he’s out of sight. You just know that he’s looking.
  • Apologizes if his staring is too uncomfortable, but tells you this is the best you’ve ever looked. 
  • Spends the day flirting with you in a not so subtle way. 
  • You’re used to it.

anonymous asked:

Head canons of things the Uchihas do when they get mad at s/o

Okey dokey, we’re going to assume that you pushed all these boys to the absolute edge. Also, I just did Shisui  Itachi, and Sasuke, bc that’s what people normally ask for and doing more than 3 is a lot, but if you wanted someone else, just drop me another ask with them!

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Itachi

  • He’s normally very calm and very level headed throughout almost all fights, but if you somehow push Itachi Uchiha to a point where he is genuinely angered at you; he’s like a switch. He will go from being one of the most communicative people in the entire world to a complete brick wall. He will refuse to talk to you, touch you, or acknowledge you even exist. This is mainly because he doesn’t want to say or do anything in the heat of the moment that will be hurtful to you, but also because you just made him so upset that he just doesn’t want to deal with you.
  • He’ll probably leave the house for a while and just walk around, try to get rid of some of that tension within his chest. For the most part he is good at controlling his anger, but not necessarily dealing with it, if that makes any sense. He’s most certainly someone who allows it to build and build until he snaps. He doesn’t deal with it, he just pushes it away, but even Itachi has his moments when he can no longer push it away.
  • Even if he’s finally reached his breaking point, he will never yell at you, or even slightly raise his voice. He will be brutally honest, but he has never raised his voice or cursed at his S/O before. This is partially because he does shut himself away from his S/O when he is truly angered, but he also knows that he can be intimidating when he get angered  (remember that time the Uchiha hoebags confronted him about Shisui? Yeah.) and the last thing that he wants if for his S/O to be scared of him, so he has just a very conscience anger.
  • But assuming if it’s a major fight between the two of you that caused him to become like that, if he saw you cry, because you were so worked up, that anger would vanish in an instant. He may be mad at you, but you’re still his everything and he refuses to let you cry, especially cry over something that he has done. Bless his heart.

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Sasuke

  • His anger towards is S/O is a bit different than his general anger, because he still most definitely cares about you, but his actions and what is going through his head do not always match up, especially in circumstances where he’s upset, so he ends up coming off having a very heartless anger that’ll rip daggers right into his S/O’s heart.
  • If you specifically do something to piss him off, compared to just the situation in general angering him, then he treats you as if you’ve completely betrayed him. In his mind, you should have known better than to have done whatever that upset him, so he will treat you like the enemy or a disobedient child, depends on how badly you’ve angered him.  
  • His entire body language stiffens up. It’s evident that he’s angered about something just by the way that he acts towards you; you don’t even have to hear him say anything to know that there’s something that you’ve done that’s angered him. His back becomes more tense and he just gives you these cold glares without telling you anything at all; glares that are colder than his normal smolder. He’ll keep at least one to two feet distance from you at all times and if you go and try to grab his hand or touch his shoulder, he will either pull away or push your hand away. He’s finicky about personal space when he’s mad.
  • If you’ve angered him to a point where he’s fuming, then expect for him to throw plenty of insults your way. He becomes very defensive of himself, and with his record, the best way to be defensive is to be offensive to you. He will make it seem like everything’s your fault and that you’re too dull to see it. It’s all very shady and very belittling towards you, but that’s the best way that he can defend himself.

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Shisui

  • Shisui is also very level headed for the most part, but if he is pushed to the edge and lets his anger get the best of him, he can become extremely vocal. He’s definitely a yeller in arguments, and he also ends up cursing a lot while arguing with you, but you have to push him really far to get him actually cursing and yelling. Now, he doesn’t really curse at you, like he will never call you a ‘bitch’ or anything, he will say stuff like “what the hell were you thinking” or “all of this is fucking stupid.” If he is at the point where he’s using profanity, it’s more directed towards the situation and not you.
  • Lots of hand movements. He talks with his hands a lot to begin with, but when he’s mad, he cannot keep his hands still. They’re caught up on his hair or against his temple or being flung out in the air as he’s arguing. He literally cannot keep himself still for more the 2 seconds when he’s in an argument. He paces the room and just needs to be in constant motion when he’s all riled up about whatever it is. This never translate into him being violent though. Dear Lord, that’s probably the last thing Shisui would do, but he does need to be physically moving through arguments.
  • His anger probably has roots in many things. I don’t want to necessarily say that he bottles things up, but if his problem is deeply rooted in multiple things then it’s going to work him up a lot more than just one thing. He becomes more stressed out and his anger becomes more evident if his problem is something that deals with his S/O, the village, his clan, and all of that mess. He won’t fuss over small things, but he knows all that is a serious matter, and it causes him to become angry quicker just because of the seriousness of it all.   
  • I could easily see Shisui using alcohol or cigarettes or something along those means as an outlet for his anger if he cannot immediately settle it with his S/O. I don’t think that any of these things are common practice for him, but if he’s at a point where he cannot get all of the tension out of his system at quick enough rate, he might turn to something just to help him calm down. He’s not used to be so worked up that it takes it’s toll on him and he just wants it to end and if a drink or smoke will do that, then he has no reservations.
Brigitte Conspiracy

A couple reasons I am completely convinced Brigitte will join the game one of these days:

- She keeps getting included in sprays. The Dev. Team obviously has something to say with that. They could have easily had Reinhardt carrying the lion in his Lion Dance Spray, or Torb with his other kids or his wife in the Brigitte spray.

- The voice line:
“Reinhardt, I don’t approve of you dragging that poor girl around on your adventures!”
“Brigitte has made her choice. I would have her by my side.”
This makes it pretty obvious that Brigitte wants to help out as best she can. And “By my side” is a lot more involved than we’ve seen her be in the comic. When Overwatch got recalled, I would bet money on Reinhardt being one of the people to answer, and there’s no way Brigitte wouldn’t come with him. If Overwatch is stretched for agents, and she’s willing to help, why not give her combat training?

- That one video Curse made about her includes a voice line of Reinhardt yelling “Brigitte!” as if he sounds rather distressed, and I cannot for the life of me find it anywhere else. Why is it there? Where did he get it? It honestly sounds like the sort of thing that would be a call out if he witnessed her getting eliminated, or something along those lines.


A couple reasons I’m pretty sure Torbjorn isn’t her father:

- Genetics, mostly. Just look at the panel in reflections. She doesn’t really look like the rest of the family, and she’s kind of standing to the side awkwardly like she doesn’t really belong. Her hair is also way darker than any of the other kids.

- Torbjorn doesn’t have a voice line where he asks Reinhardt if she’s okay. Like, if my kid when out with that guy, I’d ask him ever 5 minutes if she’s been doing a good job and hasn’t gotten either of them killed yet. They way he brags about his turret, you could bet he’d brag about her just as much, or any of his kids. (But as far as we know they don’t even have names yet)

- It would speak way more for Torb’s character if Brigitte was not his kid. The fact that we see them chilling, and probably building things together in his spray would prove that he just straight up took her under his wing. I could imagine his thought process being something along the lines of “You’re a homeless kid who wants to hang out with this big idiot? I mean to each their own, but I’m you new dad now. No arguing. And don’t even think you’re going to spend Christmas by yourself."

Kitten (Part 17)

Note: So I played with the idea of Keith not remembering that he agreed to go into the healing pod, but at the end of the day, I’m tired of the mistrust storyline. I’ve done it a bunch of times. I wanna mess around with Keith’s insecurities now.

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Keith is too still. Floating so quiet in the healing pod. He’s not the peaceful stillness of well deserved sleep, but the nasty kind that comes from sudden blows to the head or collapsing where you stand, when either pain or exhaustion becomes too much.  The sight of his lover like this is sickening. Too close to the dead for comfort, but he can’t look away. Every time he tries to distract himself, talking to the others or simply reading on his tablet, he finds his eyes inevitably drawn back to the pod. Has Keith’s pallor improved slightly since he last looked? Is that barely comprehensible readout change a good sign? Watched pots never boil. Continued monitoring just makes the recovery seem longer, but he still finds himself staring without pause.

He must have done something truly awful in a previous life, because despite how long he waits, he’s still not there when Keith gets out. A bathroom break, that’s what screws him over.  He even made sure that Lance was there to watch the pod while he was away, just for a few minutes, then he’d be back. That’s all the time Keith takes to disappear. When he returns, Lance is standing shocked, alone in the room, and Keith is gone.

Lance can’t tell him where he went. Why he went. According to him Keith cursed him out as soon as he was steady on his feet and left. He couldn’t have gone far, not that much time had passed. Ha. If Shiro was ever that lucky, surely it would be a sign of the end times.

Keith isn’t in the halls outside the medbay. Neither their quarters or the Red Paladin’s solo quarters are occupied. He isn’t in any of the training rooms. The kitchen is empty, and he only finds Hunk and Pidge in the common room. They haven’t seen Keith either.

What if someone took him? Snuck aboard and grabbed him while he was alone. The last time, his first hint that Kuro was on the ship was Keith’s scream. No warnings, no Galra ships in the area, one moment everything is fine the next he’s running to the sound of distress only to find his own face staring back at him. They never found out how Kuro got in. He could be back, and Shiro would never know until he was too late to save Keith once more.

That’s it. He’s just going to page the whole damn Castle, until either Keith responds or someone finds him. The nearest computer should be in a room just up ahead-Oh, that’s where he is.

In one of the many rooms that lay abandoned due to the low occupancy of the Castle, the younger man is sitting head to knees curled up in the corner. He flinches when Shiro enters.

Shiro stops in the door, “Keith,” He calls softly, tries not to pose a threat, “Are you okay?” Obviously he’s not, but he can’t think of a better way to start.

He can see Keith taking a steadying breath, before he sits up straight to meet Shiro’s eyes, “I’m fine,” He’s always been a terrible liar. His eyes may not be red rimmed, but his distress is still easy to read, as is the way his emotional walls are trying to go back up.

“Can I come in?” Soft question, not an accusation. Not yelling at him not to run off like that, when Shiro is so afraid of what could happen out of his sight.

Keith glances away to stare at a spot on the floor, “Sure, it’s a free Castle,” Not really an invitation, but he can’t help if he’s not here. Shiro edges into the room slowly, watches Keith for any signs that he wants him gone, before sitting down a little ways away from him. Mirroring his position on the wall. Keith looks at him a second before looking away again, “I’m sorry. I needed some space. Had things to think about.” He says hugging his knees.

“You don’t need to apologize,” Not to him, not right now, “I was just a little worried, when I came back and found you gone,” He shouldn’t guilt. He should be purely understanding, but Keith had been gone, “If you want to be alone again. You can just ask. We’ll clear out.” The younger man won’t. He never does. He always runs when he’s upset, for as long as Shiro’s known him. From the Garrison roof, to a shack out in the desert, to an abandoned room. It’s what Keith does.

“Sorry,” Keith says again. Shiro frowns, “I’ll remember that.” They lapse into silence. Keith’s withdraws deep inside his head. No signs of what he’s thinking about, though Shiro can guess. He doesn’t dare interrupt him. Forcing him to open up before he’s ready will only hurt him further. After a while, Keith sighs and stands, “I guess I should apologize to Lance for yelling at him.” Really? That’s good, that he’s thinking of others, but it just seems an odd first action.

“He’ll appreciate it, but you don’t have to. Lance understands you’re under a lot of stress.” The Blue Paladin had been more concerned that he let Keith go on his own, than the fact he’d been cursed at.  He couldn’t be more proud of how Lance was handling the whole situation. He’d risen to the occasion admirably.

“I’m going to. It’s part of being a team player right? Apologizing when you’ve done wrong.” The smile Keith gives him is brittle. Shiro meets it with an encouraging one of his own. Something is wrong here. Something is very very wrong. Reaching out to the other is good, but he feels like there are words Keith’s not saying. Important ones that could pin down why he feels like instead of progress they just fell down two flights of stairs.

“Okay, I’ll come with you.” He offers. He can’t read his lover’s mind to find out what’s gone awry. All he can do is be here when it all comes crashing down.

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Dark!Percy Headcanons
  • Percy’s banned from war games/capture the flag because he’s never gotten rid of the feeling that he’s fighting for his life at any given time, causing a lot of other demigods to be scared of him.
  • He chooses to take the curse of Achilles again but this time instead of only Annabeth anchoring him it’s the fear and anger of ever being vulnerable again/letting anyone he still cares about become vulnerable.
  • Sometimes he’ll disappear for days on end and he’ll come back with no explanation. It scares some of the older demigods when they hear reports on mortal news channels about earthquakes and explosions near where they tracked him.
  • When he gets really angry he gets quiet. Somehow that’s a lot scarier than if he was yelling. His voice gets raspier and sounds a lot more taunting.
  • Also when he gets angry, people find it hard to breathe because he starts subconsciously taking moisture from the air.
  • He fights dirtier if possible. Killing monsters by bleeding them dry, forcing them to choke on blood, drowning them, he doesn’t really care how he looks anymore.
  • He draws out deaths too. He feels more like a hunter, and people can tell when they look at him that somehow making the monsters scared of him is exciting.
  • His jaw pops when he’s startled. He doesn’t like sudden loud noises or complete silence, so he needs some background noise at all times.
  • It takes a long time for him to start trusting someone he didn’t already know before the wars.
  • The only Olympians he can still stand are Hestia, who helps him remember how to carry on normally after the wars, Ares, who gives him advice on battle strategy and information on monster-infested areas, and Dionysus, who helps him figure out how to cope and how to express himself healthily.
  • One of which ways is sparring with the dead because he doesn’t have to worry about holding back.
  • Another is music. He picks up piano and guitar because it helps him keep his hands in motion. He gets very anxious when he doesn’t have anything to do with his hands, which is why he loves holding Annabeth’s hands so much.
  • His goal for a while is getting through high school and he gets a lot of support from his friends. After he graduates, he gets tentative offers from some of the Olympians who want him to continue working for them.
  • He says he’ll help them but they can’t ever sneak around important details with him. No more obscure prophecies, just exact information.
  • He takes up gardening as a hobby. He likes the feeling of giving life to something, a contrast to how he knows he feels and acts on the battlefield.
  • Grover and Annabeth are the two people who know his limits the best out of anyone else. They’re the only ones who can calm him down when he’s out of control.
  • He’s very friendly to younger campers. He knows that everything is super disconcerting to them at first but he doesn’t want them heading on the same path he was.
  • But he’s powerful. He’s the most dangerous demigod the gods have seen in ages. They wouldn’t dare try and take him away from his friends and family again.
  • He gets tattoos to remember people he’s lost. They’re all things with special meanings to him; symbols or words that he thinks of them by. (Luke’s is the word promise, Bianca’s is an open circle to represent the moon, etc.)
  • He’s much less secretive about manipulating people. It’s still subtle but he’ll make people do what he wants no matter what and no matter who they are.
  • He’s more withdrawn obviously, but he doesn’t mind questions about Tartarus as much as Annabeth does. He’ll answer honestly because he doesn’t want people thinking of him as a hero who could never do anything wrong.
  • He’s honest with himself about his needs but it takes a while to voice them. Annabeth is the only one who can pick up on them without him having to say anything.
  • His laugh is cruel when he kills a monster. There’s a barely hidden hurricane in his eyes when he fights.
  • He’s extremely close to mother after the second war. He checks on her all the time and he loves the feeling of being at home where he doesn’t have to censor himself. Sally isn’t scared because of what her son is like, but angry because he’s still a child and he shouldn’t have to feel like he’s being used and hunted.
  • Rachel and he are still pretty tight. They’ll go clubbing together when they feel like they need a break from anything godly related. She gets him to pick up art more, and surprisingly he’s very good at pottery. (Rachel understands the feeling of being used as a pawn more than almost everyone else he knows.)
  • He taps his Achilles spot to remind himself that he’s not indestructible, and that he has limits. He trusts a select few to watch his back where he’s still vulnerable.

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How They React To Their BF Being Clumsy and getting Bruises From Hitting Things a Lot (EXO)

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Author: Dreamer

SUHO: Out of all the members, Suho would probably be the most worried about you. No matter how many times he’d see you run into things or how many times he’d check you over to make sure you were okay, he’d always continue to ask you if you were alright and would check over your bruises or injuries every few hours or so to be sure you didn’t need some type of treatment.

CHANYEOL: Honestly, Chanyeol would find the fact that you were clumsy absolutely hilarious. He wouldn’t necessarily like that you ended up bruising yourself a lot, and if you were to ever actually injure yourself he would immediately suggest going to the doctor, but seeing you literally trip over air would make him forget all about the fact that you really could have been seriously injured.

KYUNGSOO: At first, Kyungsoo found the fact that you were clumsy incredibly cute. But the more and more you ended up accidentally injuring yourself the more and more annoyed and worried he would get. Eventually he would just end up accepting the fact that you were clumsy and he learned to pay no attention to the almost constant sound of you accidentally banging yourself against the wall in the other room.

BAEKHYUN: Baekhyun would be the type of boyfriend that would worry about you in silence, but always laugh and joke around to your face. Whenever you guys would have guests over and a loud noise came from the other room he would always laugh and reassure the guests by saying, “Don’t worry. It’s just, Y/N.” all while secretly trying to make the house ‘clumsy boyfriend proof’.

JONGIN: Jongin would be a lot like Kyungsoo in the way that in the beginning he would think your clumsiness was really cute. But the more you ended up showing your clumsy side the more he would grow kind of accustomed to it, not really giving much thought when he would randomly hear you yell out a string of curse words after tripping over your own two feet.

SEHUN: Honestly, Sehun probably wouldn’t care about your clumsiness all that much. It was just something he accepted from the get-go. Any time he would see you complaining about a new bruise you had gotten he would just scoff and look at your neck, sexily stating that “Those are nothing compared to what I gave you last night.”

XIUMIN: Xiumin would worry about you constantly because it seemed as though every time he saw you, you would have a new bruise or new injury. He hated the fact that you were clumsy because he was always worried that you would end up really hurting yourself when no one else was around. So he, like Baekhyun, would end up trying his best to ‘clumsy boyfriend proof’ the house, hoping that you could go at least a few days between injuries whenever he was away.

CHEN: Like Chanyeol, Chen would find the fact that you were clumsy absolutely hilarious. Anytime you were to fall or run into something Chen would always tease you, asking “Should we go to the eye doctor and get you some glasses, Jagiya?” Overall it was just another thing he loved about you.

YIXING: Yixing would be more perplexed than anything. He wouldn’t understand how somebody could be so clumsy and how they could end up hurting themselves so much. Any time you ended up getting bruised or injured he would just sigh, asking you, “Really? Again? How….how can one be so clumsy?” before gently kissing the newly formed wound.

KRIS: At first, Kris would worry about you a lot, like any good boyfriend does, but after a while he would get kind of used to it, and honestly, slightly annoyed by it. Any time you ended up hitting something or running into something and you went up to him to let him know he would just shrug you off, stating “You know where the first aid kit is.” and goes back to whatever it is he was doing (But of course he’d care if you really got hurt)

TAO: Tao’s a worrier, there’s no doubt about it. It doesn’t matter how often he’s seen you fall and get right back up again, or how often you’ve reassured him that you were fine and that you weren’t going to break, he always got scared the moment he seen you start to flail toward the ground or run into a sharp surface. He even started carrying around a mini first aid kit just for you.

LUHAN: Like Xiumin, Tao and Suho, Luhan would be incredibly worried about you. He loved you so much and even though he knew that you never really ended up hurting yourself that badly, he would hate seeing the look of pain on your face as you poked and prodded at your newly formed bruise, angry at himself that he couldn’t have done something to spare you.

Damn, Those Shoes

Original Imagine: Imagine Sam fucking you from behind while you’re only wearing heels and this prompt: I have an idea for a Sam one shot! So, the reader has been hunting with the boys for a while and it’s pretty obvious that she and Sam like each other. There’s a lot of flirting but nothing more than that. Then one day, after a successful hunt, she kisses him. Sparks fly and the sexual tension grows bigger. Day later, they all go to a bar to hang out, reader wears something sexy that drives Sam crazy and eventually they go back to the motel and then smutsmutsmutsmut! Dom!Sam is very welcome! @cursed-miss-winchester 

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters:  Sam Winchester x female reader

Word Count: 3134

Warnings:  language, nsfw, smut, explicit sexual content, oral sex (male and female receiving), bossy!Sam, unprotected sex

Author’s Note: Sam has been yelling at me that he needed some lovin’ too. So to shut him up, I wrote this. For my favorite Sam!girls: @fingersinsamshair, @climbthatmooselikeatree, @balthazars-muse, @anotherwinchesterfangirl, @winchestersinthedrift

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anonymous asked:

Person A is oversleeping, so Person B is jumping on them, stealing their blanket and it leads into a hunt with yelling and cursing (Person A) and a lot of laughing (Person B). It ends with both of them on the floor, making out and being even more late.

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You and Pietro grin from where you stand behind some trees, watching the two former-soldiers run. Steve is ahead of Sam, which isn’t a surprise, but it makes it less amusing for you.

“Ready?” Pietro asks, looking over at you.

Nodding, you smile as Pietro takes off, with his signature silver-blue streak trailing behind him. You follow, with your yellow streak behind you.

Everything looks slower as you run, and you grin as you see Sam’s face at what Pietro says. I’m sure he regrets telling the speedster the story of how he and Steve met. You follow up, doing the same, before easily catching up with Pietro and run beside him normally for a couple seconds before you decide to pull the prank on Steve.

The two of you rush forward on opposite sides of Steve, and Pietro yells, “On your left!” While you yell, “On your right!”

You leave Steve cursing in shock as he nearly falls from the scare. It’s only 6 AM, so you guess he doesn’t see a lot of people out here this time of morning. You almost feel bad. Almost.

After taking a couple more laps around Central Park with Pietro, much to Sam and Steve’s anger and annoyance, the two of you run back to the tower.

But, oh do the two soldiers have a plan for you.

andavs

AO3 || Writing Tag || Art Tag

It’s Fandom Favorites week for our Summer Spectacle winning team, Falcon Helldiver!! This week we’re featuring pieces you might already recognize, but are well worth a second look.


ART

Deepwater Horizon AU

i must say i am shocked that i haven’t seen a variation of this before

Gays in the Old West?

I have no idea what’s going on here, but I think I like it.

Neck kisses

“Consider the caption: A small, fun doodle which I then dropped like a BOMB on petals WITH NO WARNING that almost KILLED HER" -petals42

Sleepy snuggles

Because mad-madam-m writes very inspiring fics.

Carrying Stiles

Because Stiles doesn’t hold his liquor as well as he thinks.

Spiderman kiss

Nerds.

The Silent Fury artwork [written by @petals42​]

Derek is about to leave, content with the smell of blood as proof that the Fury is dead when he hears it.

A heartbeat.

It’s faint and uneven and even with its help, it takes Derek a full minute of scanning the clearing before he finally spots the small heap that must be the human. It’s down on the far side of the canyon, almost completely hidden by a tall oak tree and–Derek jumps down before he thinks about it.

He knows what he has to do. Furies are dangerous. Furies are fire and smoke and a funeral he barely remembers. He lands almost silently and makes sure his hands are fully shifted into claws and then slowly moves forward.

Or, a How to Train Your Dragon AU

WRITING

Tabula Rasa [T] [36070]

The Sheriff shifted, beer in hand, immediately wary of the pair of werewolves on his porch.

“Good evening, Sheriff.” Scott greeted, with an uncomfortable and forced smile.

“Good evening, Scott.” Sheriff Stilinski returned patiently, playing along. “Anything I can help you with?” He didn’t look like he actually wanted an answer, which was fair because they rarely saw him when someone wasn’t on the verge of being arrested or dead.

“This is probably going to sound really weird, but I promise I’m being completely serious.” The Sheriff nodded for him to continue, almost looking pained. “Do you have a son, by any chance?”

“Excuse me?”

The Guard and Red [T] [74200]

Derek moves back to Beacon Hills after twelve years in New York and finds that the city has a superhero problem, his sister has a co-op problem, he has a neighbor problem, and he and Stiles spend a lot of time hanging from a fake rock and yelling at each other at seven in the morning.

Love Me Tinder [G] [6000]

To save the kingdom from a curse of unending winter, Derek is sent by his king to retrieve the mythical Firebird of legend—who turns out to be less of a mythical creature and more of a probable criminal who has no interest in being retrieved by anyone for anything.