Honestly, Dan would be such a cute lee. Like, his neck is so ticklish, you don’t even have to touch him and he literally just screams when you touch him there. His armpits are probably ticklish, cause that’s a common area. His sides are ticklish, a fan said she wanted to see if he was so she kinda wiggles her fingers on his sides and he laughed really loudly. We’ve never seen his belly or thighs tickled without him also being tickled elsewhere, but he is definitely ticklish on both of those spots. Heck, even his back is ticklish, look at my profile picture, Phil tickled him on his back and then moved next to Dan’s side, and Dan jumped giggled really adorably.
And Dan would look sooooo cute getting tickled. Like if you wiggled your fingers at him, he’d giggle slightly and look up at you with his big ol’ puppy eyes. Imagine him being a scrunched up and with squinty, sparkly eyes, and his laugh is loud and squeaky and he’d be squealing.
And Dan is the type of person who literally just goes down when you tickle him. The type of person who is so ticklish, they just collapse in squeals and laughter. And the best part is he never tells Phil to stop. He gets squirmy as a natural reaction and says stop but never pushes Phil away. I️ just need Phil to fill on tickle him on camera :(
“ To Jinjinjara/Seok-jin!! It’s your eternal roommate, Suga. I can’t believe it’s been 7 years since we’ve known each other. Remember when I first met you? You seemed so well-behaved and kind and you seem so bright and cheerful these days, which amazes me. I believe that being together with us has brought about that change? It seems like yesterday when you were concerned and not confident on stage but when I see you on stage these days, I realize how well you sing. It’s the result of your hard effort for a long period of time. I’ve watched you for a long time. It was touching to see you try to do better at something that you weren’t good at. I felt that I had a lot to learn from you. Let’s be together for a long time. P.S: But I wish you’d act your age”.
Jin to Jungkook:
“ To Jk, Hi, JK. It’s me. I’m always appreciative of what you do. Thank you for having the same mental age as I do, when I am 26 years old. While traveling with you, I was reminded once again of how strong your punches are. I’ll do better, so please don’t hit me. I think your face got a lot darker during this trip. As the older guy, I’ll give you a facial mask when we go back to Korea. Soothe your skin with it, and also soothe yourself and stop lying on my bed. You keep lying on my bed and taking selfies. You may have gotten a tan in Hawaii, but I will throw you into a fire pit in Korea. Of course, that fire pit is my heart. Come and be embraced in my big heart. Thank you for being the teacher and the energy of the team. Jungkook, you are nice, good looking, strong, have a good body, have big eyes, sings and dances well. I love you”.
Jungkook to Rap Monster:
“To Namjoon, Hey. This is the youngest of the team, Jungkook. I’m not good at writing letters so I don’t know where to start, but here I go. This is something that I always think about. I often get inspired, by the team. Although I’m inspired by all the members, I’m especially inspired by you. I have a lot of things that I wanna do but I never seem to stick to them for long. You guys always joke about that. But when that pattern was repeated, I felt that I have really become that kind of person. Whenever I see you working, talking about or working on music or speaking English, I develop this sense of confidence and passion. I know that things may be tough for you too, but please continue showing those things for me. I’ll keep following you from behind. You’re really an amazing person”.
Taehyung to Jimin:
“To Jimin. Jimin, hi. Writing you this sincere letter is making me cringe, but I’m trying to go on. Please understand. Since our trainee days, we came to Seoul without a clue. We woke up, put on uniforms and attended the same school. We ate together, went to practice together, went to practice and got back to the dorm. Then we’d talk all night. After such 6 years, you’re now my dearest friend. Before our debut, you once got anxious about it. At that time, I had a company meeting. they asked me what I’d think if Jimin is on the team. I thought it over and said that you’re there when I’m up or down, the only one who laughed and cried with me. I said that I’d like such a good friend to debut with me as a team. It felt good to say that. And I’m glad that I was able to debut with you. All our good memories made me happy. And I’m sorry since I’m always on the receiving end. When I’m in the bathroom to cry, you still cry with me. And you come see me at dawn to laugh alongside me. You care about me and have me in your thoughts. You work hard for me and understand. You listen to my concerns and like me though I’m lacking. Let’s walk a road of happiness. Love you, buddy.
Rap Monster to Tae-Hyung:
“Taehyung, my first letter goes to you. That gives me a mix of feelings. Like the peddles we’ve seen to our heart’s content in Hawaii, it’s hard to pick out what I want to say to you. like the open sea we’ve enjoyed, it may be because we go far back with many memories we share. I remember when I first met you. When you came with your father to our dorm with big eyes, busy legs, and your puckered lips, I knew at once.That you'be a rascal. I also remember how you were anxious before our debut. Your unique character and strangeness got me puzzled at times. so I wondered what aspect of yours helped you to bear everything at times. But as time went by and my hair started to grow out, I realized that even me, who I thought was the norm, is also a strange puzzling guy. And I was drawn by your uniqueness. And I was envious at times because you easily befriend people and everyone likes you. You have shown everyone that your strangeness is actually your unique charm. You might say this makes you cringe, but since you started out as a trainee, I want to say I’m grateful to you as a friend and older member. Thanks for not being a farmer or playing the saxophone and coming to us to complete BTS. Let’s keep up the good work. Hand in there!”.
Jhope to Suga:
“To my bro Suga from Jhope, Hey. It’s Hoseok. We’ve been together for 7 years, including our trainee days. When I was first at the dorm, I felt so awkward and shy. So I remained in the living room. Then you came over to talk and made me relax. I still can’t forget that moment. Coming from Gwangju, you were like my savior. When I was sick or sad, you were always there for me. When I was tired and had it hard; you were there to give me strength. When I got seasick on Bon Voyage 2 and opened my eyes from sleep, the first person I saw was you. Though Jimin was also there. I didn’t say it then, but I really appreciate your help. As much as we’ve spent time together, I’m that much grateful to you. I’d like to say that with this letter at this time. Thanks for becoming a member of BTS. And thanks for being my big brother. I hope you’re always by my side. I love my bro!“.
Jimin to Jhope:
“To Hoseok. I thought it would be easy because it’s not the first letter to you. But it’s not. I am nervous. Because we talk together a lot and I talk about my feelings to you, I guess you know well what I think or what I want to say. When I look at you, I have this thought: ‘He is really honest and faithful. He is a good and nice one”. I thought like this: “A person can be cool because he is honest and faithful”. I realized it thanks to you. As a younger brother and a member of the same team, I learn a lot from you. You always take good care of us. you pay attention to us and work hard. I know. I want to say thank you, with all my heart. Thank you, brother! I hope you take care of yourself and stop worrying about us. My dear brother, whom I always am thankful, love you.“
Really good solid owl here. He looks strong and brave, he wants to protect his loved ones. Love the details. Love the colors. Love those big ol’ eyes. A perfect owl, to be honest. 10/10
More simplistic approach, but still very good. Eyes gazing at you lovingly. Sweet lil ears. He wants to make new friends but he’s a little nervous. I’ll be his friend. 10/10
This sweet boy went for a more dynamic pose, and appears to be more of a barn owl! I’d love to hear him hooting outside my window at 3 in the morning. 10/10
A purple girl!!! She looks like she walked (or flew) right out of an enchanting fantasy realm. She would be the greatest friend imaginable. 10/10
A tiny fluffy friend…. I would die for him, but he wouldn’t want me to. He would be that one friend who pays attention to you when everyone else in your friend group doesn’t realize you’re trying to talk. 10/10
This LARGE owl is the friend we all need. He’s strong and powerful but he’s also polite and good hearted, and his ears are nice and big, so he can hear if you’re ever in trouble and come to your aid. 10/10
A cute, sweet little guy who is very nervous about being on this list. Luckily there’s room in my heart for all owls, and I think he’s magnificent. I love his sweet eyes. 10/10
This more stylized, colorful owl is really unique and gorgeous. I hope he isn’t worried about standing out too much. His unique patterns are admirable and he’s the envy of all. 10/10
This owl is just a head but I still love him. There’s a sparkle in his eye and you can sense warmth and kindness radiating off of him. He’s the wise old owl you read about only in fairy tales, but never imagined you would see face to face. I’m blessed just looking at him. 10/10
Plot:How does is feel to be arranged to be married to a cocky, arrogant Mafia leader? Once you look at his face, you think you’re lucky, but then he opens his mouth.
Pairing:Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Genre:Angst, (eventual) smut, Mafia au!
Notes: Welp, since so many of you asked for it, here is a part two!! There are two other stories which need a continuation as well, so I might keep requests closed for a while.. Sorry about that. I hope you don’t mind. Feel free to ask me questions, though! Ya’ll are so nice to me! 2,053 Words
The ride to the vacation home wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Your husband actually gave you the space you needed. There were brief glares exchanged between the two of you, a whole lot of drinking, and forced slumber – it was a 3 hour ride, after all.
When the both of you had finally reached, the luggage was taken out by the bodyguards who had come along, and brought to your huge master bedroom. It was twice the size of your father’s office – if not, bigger – the bed was king-sized, and adorned with silk sheets. The walk-in wardrobe was already stacked with clothes for both sexes, making you wonder why you had even brought luggage in the first place.
“Too small, honestly,” Jungkook commented, plopping down on the couch by the fireplace. “My room is bigger than this.”
There he was, ruining the moment again. It was a good thing you were too exhausted to fight with him; but that didn’t mask over the fact that you still wanted to knock him out.
Prompt: Reader is Bills gf, and she’s a famous book author and she’s terrified of clowns. They both support each other and are each others biggest fans so when he tells her he got the role she swallows her fear (he knows about her phobia) and helped him prepare for the role, but she didn’t want to go to visit on set; but the kids are her fans and she went to visit them one day later he tells on interviews he was scared for their relationship because of the role.
You hummed as you wrote on the computer trying to figure out what to write for your new book. You at the moment we’re having the worst kind of thing an author can go through—writers block. You had tried to start a new book but it just ended up falling apart before it could even take off.
Even the best authors such as Stephen King and J.K Rowling had writers block. According to most you were considered one of those truly best selling authors but you didn’t really think of yourself as one of the best even though that was how you met your boyfriend the Bill Skarsgård.
He was one of your biggest fans and you were of him and then one day during a book signing you met and it was pretty much love at first sight. You looked up from your computer at the tv show currently playing on the TV, Supernatural. You were on the episode with Sam and the clown.
Your heart raced incredibly fast when you saw the clown and had to look back down at the computer to avoid watching. You were terrified, TERRIFIED of clowns. When you were little your older brother and his friends thought it would be a good idea to fill the cellar full of antique life size clown dolls both made for Halloween (aka motion activated) and just for decoration.
And no, they didn’t just leave you in there for a few minutes and then just let you out they left you in there all night. You had to go to therapy for 2 years just to get over not suddenly shrieking at the top of your lungs for several minutes when you saw a clown on the tv.
Even if it was a fun colorful clown with painted dimples and mouth you still had a bad breakdown. You continued to stare at your screen and try to figure out how to even start the story.
Once upon a time?
Once upon a dream? (Reference!)
So a man walks into a bar…?
You groaned and slumped down tapping your bottom lip in thought. Several minutes had passed and you still didn’t write anything down. Your prayers were sort of answered when Bill came in.
“Hey!” He called from across the condo.
“Hey honey! How was your day?” You called.
“Amazing. You won’t believe what role I got.” He replied walking into the living room.
“Ooh is it popular?” You asked picking up your mug of coffee.
“Yeah you know that movie IT? I’m playing Pennywise.”
You instantly choked on your drink coughing and hacking and placing the mug back on the coffee table to avoid dropping or spilling it. Bill rushed over gently patting your back as you wheezed and felt the rest of the coffee go down.
“What’s wrong babe?” He asked.
Bill remembered your extreme clown fear and frowned, “I know your afraid of clowns so that’s why I came to you before I could accept.”
“Uh…yeah, I’m perfectly fine about it. Just don’t think about coming home dressed as a clown unless you want me to beat you to death with a bat.” You warned.
He smiled and kissed your head before saying, “Thanks baby. I love you.”
“Love you too.” You sighed.
He walked off and you continued to stare at the blinking cursor.
So far the IT remake had been in production for a month now and Bill was doing a pretty good job making sure to not act like Pennywise when he arrives home. The first time he did slip up was with his creepy laugh.
You both were putting the dishes away and talking when he did the Pennywise laugh and your glass slipped and shattered onto the counter. Bill snapped his head towards you and saw you were staring at him wide eyed and paralyzed like there was a clown right behind him.
“No, no it’s fine. I’m fine.” You said before walking off to get the duster. L Ever since then he’s been extra careful not to act or talk like his character.
3 months into production he had finally been able to meet the Losers kids. He talked to them when he was out of costume and when he mentioned you all their eyes lit up in a split second.
“Your dating (Name) (Last Name)???” Jaeden (aka Bill) asked.
“Yeah you know her?” Bill said.
“I love her book Deathly Dreams.” Sophia (Beverly) said her eyes twinkling. All their eyes were as they shared what books they loved the most.
“Can you please bring her down here? My life would be complete if I got her autograph and got to talk to her.” Wyatt (Stan) pleaded.
“Pleeeaaase?” All the Losers nearly begged making puppy eyes.
Bill laughed knowing he was out matched against the seven kids (both in and out of character) and calmly said, “Alright, alright. I’ll try to get her down here.”
They cheered and Bill frowned hoping you’d be up for it. Maybe if he just tried to avoid you in costume like he did with the kids you’d be fine.
Later that night he bit his lip as he came home to find you were sitting in front of your computer typing your book.
“Hey sweetie.” He greeted kissing your head.
“Hey honey.” You replied picking your head up for a lip kiss instead.
He eagerly did and sat down next to you gently rubbing your shoulders making you look at him concerned.
“What?” Bill asked.
“Are you okay?” You asked.
“No your just looking tense.” He replied.
“Well how did filming go today?” You asked turning your head to continue to type.
“Good. I uh…talked to the kids…and they’re actually big fans of you.”
“Really?” You asked snapping your head towards him.
“Yeah. They were fangirling over you.”
“Awww that’s so sweet.” You giggled.
“Well…um…they also wanted to see you.”
Your smile faded slowly realizing why he was doing that. He wanted you to come onto the set to see the kids but…he would be in his character and…oh no.
“I mean you don’t have to we can just-”
“N-No it’s fine, I’ll go. I mean I kind of always wanted to see a movie behind the scenes with my own eyes. Maybe it’ll help me with this stupid book.” You said.
“Bill, I’ll be fine.” You assured him.
“Alright.” He sighed.
The next day you went in with him and got to meet the director Andy who was also a big fan of your books. He lead you over to where the children were for makeup and as soon as you walked in they recognized you and nearly tackled you in a hug fangirling.
“Oh my gosh your (Name) (Last Name)!” Jack (Eddie) squealed.
“Yes I am.” You smiled feeling like you were floating in space.
A famous horror movie director and 7 soon-to-be famous kids loved your books?
You took selfies with them, signed their books, talked to them, until you needed to use the bathroom. Good news was you were in a warehouse so you didn’t have to do your business in the woods or in a porta potty.
Bad news was you were lost trying to find your way back from the bathroom.
You were sure you had gone too far deep into the warehouse and now were wandering around the creepy place looking everywhere. You couldn’t find anyone to ask where you were so you were alone, becoming scared, and confused.
You sighed as you continued to wander your footsteps echoing. You heard the sound of laughter and shuddered remembering that laugh. A clown’s laugh. It sounded so familiar to the one over a decade and a half ago when you were in the cellar. Your heart was racing as you tried to get away from the source of the laughs.
Fear was overtaking your mind as you hurried to find your way out looking left and right. The echoes only seemed to be getting closer but you couldn’t tell if it was you or the thing releasing the laughter going closer.
You finally came into a room and your blood ran ice cold and your heart seemed to stop dead. Standing there was a clown. Your brain was so filled with fear that it didn’t recognize that it was Bill.
If anyone saw him really unless they knew they wouldn’t be able to recognize him underneath all the makeup. You surely didn’t. When the clown turned to face you your skin turned paper white and your breath was trapped in your throat.
“(Name)?” Bill said in his real voice.
He started walking towards you and you took several steps back before running.
“(Name)!” Bill called.
He watched as you ran as fast as you could which was faster than him.
“(Name)!” He called.
“Leave me alone!” You screamed.
You ran into a closet and slammed the door shut hyperventilating. You ran your fingers through your hair and curled up in the corner feeling incredibly dizzy and sick.
“(Name)? (Name) please, where are you?” He asked.
You weren’t able to reply back gasping too hard. It hurt to breathe. You heard the knock on the door and you shuddered, “(Name)? You in here?”
“Bill I’m so scared.” You sobbed.
“(Name), it’s just me. Okay. I’m dressed as Pennywise but I’m not going to hurt you. Okay?”
“Can I come in?” He asked.
“(Name), I need a yes or a no…”
You took a deep breath before firmly replying, “Yes.”
The door opened and you squeaked and curled in on yourself. Despite this Bill walked over to you and knelt down in front of you.
“(Name), please don’t be scared. It’s me Bill.”
You slowly opened your eyes but you could still only see the clown. Your heart was pounding so fast your body had told you to get up and run but Bill was quicker and pulled you to his chest in a hug. You frantically panicked nearly hyperventilating as you tried to get away.
“(Name), it’s just me. It’s just me.” He whispered comfortingly.
He took off his silk glove and reached up to his eye before taking off one of the yellow contact lenses revealing his actual blue-green ones. You gradually relaxed and leaned onto his chest.
Under all that latex and makeup you could still smell his cologne letting you know it was indeed him. You wrapped his arms tightly around him taking slow breaths to calm yourself down.
“You okay now?” He asked after a few minutes.
You nodded and he smiled and nuzzled your forehead since he’d smear his lipstick.
“You actually helped me get over my fear of clowns.” You said softly.
He smiled and leaned down to kiss you. When he pulled away he couldn’t help but smile noticing your lips were tainted a light red. Bill placed his eye contact back on and you shuddered but otherwise didn’t run away.
“I love you.” Pennywise said softly.
“I love you too.” You giggled, “And your little clown nose too.”
“Yeah I brought my girlfriend who is like terrified of clowns to the set to ya know meet the kids and, um, she ended up getting lost and found me when I was deep in character as the clown and…yeah I scared her really badly. I thought she was going to break up with me but she didn’t…. I have the best girlfriend ever…”
Epilogue: I really liked this prompt idea cuz I’m terrified of clowns and like Bill is equal parts sexy and scary. Idk that’s just me. Thanx for reading! :3!
“What’s it like?” Bittle asked one evening as they settled on Jack’s couch with their nightcaps: red wine for Bittle, chamomile tea for Jack. “Being bi?”
Jack chuckled. “That’s a complicated questions, Bits.”
“Oh, c’mon,” Bittle said, taking a small sip of the petite syrah Jack’s parents had sent them after Jack announced their relationship. “You’ve heard all my bellyachin’ about growing up gay in Georgia-” He was cut off momentarily by the beginnings of Jack’s protests, but waved him off. “Fine, my completely legitimate struggles. Better?”
Jack grinned and nodded. Bittle rolled his eyes fondly.
“But you rarely talk about your experiences. When did you know you weren’t straight? How did you realize you liked girls and boys? Was it harder or easier or just different being bi in Juniors?”
“You’ve thought about this a lot,” Jack said mildly, blowing at the steam rising from his mug.
“Of course I have,” Bittle said with an exasperated look. “I think about you a lot.”
BTS when you sit on their lap and snuggle up to them
Jin was going to prepare dinner, when you suddenly sat down on his lap. At first, he would be flustered, a little shocked by your sudden action. However, as soon as you snuggled up to him, he would giggle about you, thinking that you were so cute. No dinner today, the two of you would be cuddling.
“What are you actua- Omo, your so cute (Y/N)!”
Tae would absolutly adore that cute side of yours. He would even ask you to sit on his lap sometimes, pulling you closer. Even though cuddling would always end up with him poking your cheeks or trying to tickle you, so be prepared.
“Come here jagiiii~ I promise I don’t pinch your cheeks this time!”
He would be so flustered! He would love it, no question, but little actions like that always made him blush. He would probably laugh about himself being like this. He wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything but you, so he’d just stop whatever he was doing, wrapping his arms around you. If he was in the mood, he might kiss you.
“W-WOah jagi, what are you…doing?” (Drops pencil but tries to act cool)
He would be so excited, happy like a little child when you sat on his lap. Moments like that totally made his day. After some time, he would get bored though. So get ready for a wrestling competition or him hugging you so tight that you can barely breath.
“(Y/N) ahhhhhhhh, your so cuteu!”
Suga seems like the type who really likes cuddling with his s/o. He would literally help you to climb on his lap while he was working on some paper stuff, enjoying the feeling of your warmth. He would play with your hair or rub your back to return the affection.
“Don’t ask, I know you want to cuddle. Am I right? Come here.”
Jimin would be wondering on what exactly you were trying to do, when you suddenly tried to sit down on his lap. Also he would be laughing at your struggling. He would find it adorable, literally melting when you snuggled up to him and smiling his signature smile. He would really like it, but he woud tease you about it after.
“Jagi, you don’t need a chair. You can sit on my lap for dinner,”
If it was the first time you did something like that, he would be shook. Like, literally even jungshook. His eyes would get big when you snuggled up to him, wondering on how to react. He would slowly hug you back, breathing in your scent. Once he wasn’t nervous anymore, he would get more confident and maybe even kiss you, iniciating a make out session,
Hey guys~~ I really hope you like this reaction. I wanted to upload it before, but Tumblr was like “Aish, leave me alone I’m gonna delete everything” so I had to start again -.- However, It’s up now~~
Career success and artistic skill are only poorly correlated. What do I mean by this? I mean that you have to get a certain level of skill in order to get published/ put in a gallery/ get musical gigs, but after you get to a certain level of competency, greater or less skill doesn’t seem to have any relationship to how commercially successful you are. Other factors begin to take over in exposing your work to buyers, and moreover, the more rarified your skill becomes, the fewer the punters are who can appreciate it. You can turn a beautiful turn of the phrase while juggling 47 themes and delicately drawing an allegory for the pain of man’s condition? Great. Most people won’t notice. And while that additional skill will get you noticed among peers who are also writing beautiful novels with 47 themes and delicately drawn allegories, it is a bad predictor for commercial success. If you use that skill to delicately render specific lizards, for instance, you still run the risk of only appealing to lizard people. But mostly it’s just excess — the average person doesn’t care if Coldplay’s Chris Martin can play Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1 in D on his guitar. (I don’t know if he can. But I hope so.)
This is because in the commercial art world, most consumers are not also artists. Other factors are nearly always more important to the non-artist consumer: a strong story, a topical subject matter, a celebrity name, a catchy tune, a wicked hook, a pretty cover, the creator’s funniness on Twitter, the creator’s ability to speak in public, the creator’s actual and literal hotness because wow, relatability of the themes, a movie tie-in, an omnipresent advertising campaign, availability of the work in places that rhyme with BallMart.
It’s why you can be an international bestseller without being the best in your field. It’s why you can be an international bestseller without being remotely the best in your field.
Whenever I say this online, people like to shout “what kind of a self-drag!” I suppose because as an international bestseller, I am supposed to think I am 100% fantastic and have definitely earned my title at the top of the heap by some objective measure of wonderfulness. Also because people are weird and possibly don’t understand how self-awareness, confidence, and humility really ought to play well together if you want to be a happy professional artist. It’s crucial to understand just how big of a role you play in your own success. This is so that you can focus on only the things you can control (you can’t make your subject more topical, you can’t suddenly become a famous rock star with a memoir, you can’t guarantee you have a beautiful, eye-catching cover; you can only work on writing faster, writing more accessibly, writing well), so that you don’t take it too hard when all of your career dreams fail to come true overnight. But it’s also to keep you from being a self-aggrandizing asshole about success. You’ve sold millions of books? Great. Remember, Stiefvater, that your skill is only poorly correlated to that number. You wrote a competent-or-better book at a good time for that genre/ subject/ cover/ something, and it took off. Good job, that was nice. Get back to work.
I don’t generally mind this push-pull, actually. Imposter syndrome whispers that I might be a fraud, a just-okay writer wrapped in accolades I don’t deserve. But mostly I think that’s all right: let the voices whisper. The opposite of the imposter syndrome would be letting myself believe that I am entirely to credit for my success, and that’s just as false. The truth is a middle ground, and this truth is also why imposter syndrome doesn’t get in the way of my work.
Because the truth is this: I’m a writer who works hard, puts down a quarter million words of fiction each year, shows up for work even when life throws health or family or world crises at me, and doesn’t make excuses. Those things aren’t subjective. Those things I can control.
requested: hi!! i really loved your dating peter headcanons jfndjkdks they put such a big smile on my face! i was wondering if i could request some headcanons of peter and the reader getting into their first big fight please?? <3
fights with peter are never ever fun
because not only does he always end up looking like a kicked puppy but he also gets extremely upset with himself
if he’s mad at you,, his eyes wouldn’t be all doe-like they would look like stone
his jaw would get all tense
his fists would clench so hard that his hands would legit hurt
but he wouldn’t be able to focus or feel anything else bc he’s so hurt
he’s not very confident with himself :((
and he doesn’t want to start a fight with u especially the first one
but you’ve been ( in his eyes ) flirting with flash
and flash is peter’s bully
so peter keeps it to himself and tried to drop little hints that it was pissing him off until one day y’all were doing hw in his room
and you complimented how nice flash’s dad’s car is
and peter snapped
“if you think flash is so great maybe he should be your boyfriend and not me!”
at first you were like;; where the hell did that come from?? and then realized that he was jealous
“peter thats not true.”
“really? because judging on how much time you spend taking to him and about him, it seems like he would make you a lot happier than i could (y/n.)”
and u get annoyed bc does this kid not understand how u only have eyes for him and don’t want a snotty rich bully and u were only talking to him because you were raised to be polite to everyone even if u didn’t like them?????
“peter, i. don’t. like. flash.”
“yES yOu Do BEcAuSe OtHerwisE yoU wOulDn’T tAlk tO hIM aLL thE tImE”
and his face is getting red because he’s so upset and angry
eventually voices start to raise
and he’s has a little bit of a temper so he starts to pace
u start to get fed up w him being sososos stubborn so you leave and tell him to; “call me when you get over yourself”
and thats when realization hits him so hard that he is gasping and starts to cry bc he’s realizing that you could leave him whenever you want because you’re so out of his league and he can’t live with out you
he’s sooooo mad at himself he stays in his room for four hours and doesn’t eat anything and doesn’t talk to may
so she comes in and asks him whats wrong
and he tells her
and she kind of yells at him for letting jealousy getting in the way
and then comforts him
and then tells him he needs to apologize sooner rather than later
he brings you flowers
he sits outside of your window taking deep breaths and he’s so nervous because he doesn’t know if you’re going to let him in or not
ofc u do bc he waited for u AND he brought you fLoWeRS
when he comes inside you just kind of nod your head for him to start ranting about how sorry he is and he’s stuttering and his eyes ar darting everywhere except for meeting yours
to make him stop you grab his wrist and pull him into a hug and he immediately calms down
his face is between your jaw and shoulder and he feels like he’s home again
“i thought you were going to make me keep going” he says as he squeezes you
and y’all spend the night in each others arms ::))))))
okay, i’ve never posted this video on my tumblr, but right now is as good as anytime. this was back in early February i believe.
Okay so, apparently Diggs was in my city (Vegas) for a conference and stayed at the hotel that my dad works at - the Bellagio.
Now, my dad is a mini bar attendant there, which means he goes up to rooms and checks on alcohol, coffee, etc.
So he’s called up to this vacant room, and the person says “Come in !!”
And so he walks in, and he told the guy that he was just here to check on his alcohol and coffee. The guy goes “That’s fine, just give me a sec !” (or something like that)
And so while my dad was checking everything, the guy comes out, just buckling up his pants because he just finished taking a shower (can you IMAGINE - seeing him shirtless. IN THE FLESH. my dad said he’s still ripped. i mean. duh. when isn’t he ?¿ he better not stop being ripped tbh. oh wait, back to the stORY,,)
So my dad turns around.
Then the guy turns around.
Then gives him a smile.
Mind you, my dad’s also a fan of Diggs and Rafa, so he had to take a double take to realize that THIS was the dude.
Then my dad goes, “Hey, you’re Daveed Diggs !”
And then Daveed goes, “Yeah, man !” with THAT bright, big smile on his face (YOU KNOW THE ONE.)
Now, Daveed (and some of the obc probably) doesn’t really like to talk about Hamilton (which is understandable, I relate), so BLESS that my dad said “Yeah, my daughter’s a real big fan of you and Rafael’s music !” because then my dad told me that his eyes LIT. UP.
I would’ve died there.
And my dad told him that I’m corresponding with Rafa on some stuff and he tried to pull up my cover of his song, “Needle”, which was the first track that he emailed me so that I could cover it.
It couldn’t load, but nonetheless, now he knows I can sing (and hopefully soon, knows I rap), and that’s more than enough.
Now, at his work, whenever you come into contact with someone famous, you can’t get take a picture or a video with them, because then you could be in trouble.
But my dad also knew how much this meant to me.
So he decided ‘fuck it’ and asked Daveed if he could take a video or picture with him.
Daveed, being the sweet and nice person he is, said “Yeah, of course ! Let me just get a shirt on real quick” (oh, daveed. I’d still be happy even if you didn’t have your shirt on haha.)
((bonus ; Daveed told my dad that he told Rafa and everyone to come to Vegas but they couldn’t. My dad said “Could you imagine if I got them in the same video ?? How cool would that be ???”))
so yeah. there’s the story of how i died one day because of THE Daveed Diggs.
s/o to Diggs, and to my dad, for being the realest and taking one for the team.
i’ve always wondered what my name would sound like if Daveed said it. AND NOW I FINALLY KNOW.
i’m asking my friend to make the “Jazzy, what’s up ??” part into my ringtone.
i’m still so shook.
i’m never coming off of this high.
A/N: Grab popcorn and some tissues ‘cuz y’all are in for one hell of a rollercoaster
ride. This is my favorite chapter yet, I really love it. Special thanks to @mf-despair-queen for providing me with canon American Assassin information. Love ya, babe. Also, can’t wait for your reactions at the end lol I might get death threats.
The air stilled and you could feel the thick tension dancing on your skin. In that frozen second that we realized my father had heard it all, I see his eyes flicker from mine to Mitch’s. Never in my life had I ever seen so much hatred in a man who believed in nothing but pure love before. Other than that, his face is completely unreadable which made it really hard to expect his upcoming action. Something I never would have thought to see my father do — never in my life.
Barbie’s breaking barriers! Ibtihaj Muhammad was the first-ever U.S. Olympic athlete to compete wearing a hijab at the 2016 Rio Olympic games. And now she has her very own Barbie — the first to ever wear a hijab in the brand’s 58-year history.
A one-of-a-kind doll made in her likeness was unveiled at Glamour’s Women of the Year Live Summit Monday, as the latest doll in Barbie’s “Shero” line (that would be female heroes), a program that celebrates boundary-breaking women intended to inspire the next generation.
“I’m excited to just partner with a brand that I know honors powerful women who are breaking barriers and whose sole goal is to impact the future leaders of tomorrow,” Muhammad tells PeopleStyle. “To be included in this conversation is very humbling and I’m over the moon about this whole thing.”
The athlete worked with Mattel every step of the way in the design process and says her resemblance to the doll is uncanny. (The Ibtihaj Barbie will be released to the public in the fall of 2018.) “It’s so cool to see myself in this little doll form with my fencing uniform on,” she says. “It says my name on the back and it has a fencing mask and the little sabre. I just love it.”
Something that she made sure her doll featured was a realistic sense of her body type and her signature eye liner. “I know that as an athlete I have larger legs — these strong legs that we use, especially fencers, to propel ourselves into lunges — and it was important for me to have my doll be as close to my likeness as possible. So I wanted to have athletic toned legs for sure. I’m also really big to into eyeliner. I like to think of my eyeliner as a shield of power; I not only wear it to the grocery store but I also wear it to compete. I wore it to the Olympic games, so I wanted my Barbie to have the perfect winged liner and also to wear a hijab.”
The importance of representing the first-ever hijab-wearing doll is not lost on Muhammad. “I think its revolutionary for Barbie to take a stand in this moment that we’re in – and I would say, as a country, to have a doll wear a hijab and be the first of its kind,” she says. “There has never been a Barbie doll to wear a hijab before. I’m really excited to have this moment happen in my life and also for all these little girls now who can shop for Barbie doll that may look them, may wear a hijab like they do, or like their mom does, or like a friend does. But also have kids who aren’t Muslim, who don’t wear a hijab, to also have the opportunity to play with a doll that wears a hijab.”
Not only does her Barbie represent a whole new population of women, but it opens many more doors of creativity for children when they play with Barbie. “I come from a pretty small sport that a lot of people had the opportunity to learn about last summer at the Olympic games and now to even have fencers in the conversation,” she says. “It’s cool to have Muslim girls in the conversation, to have African Americans as fencers is also really cool. I feel like we’re just shattering all the little glass ceilings here.”
If anyone need to know about this information, also because I remember that I haven’t made any posts about this, well, quite important about my most favourite character - About Sanji’s eyes.
Till now, the only canon thing I have ever seen Oda wrote about Sanji’s eyes in his sketch for a One Piece’s after 2 year design.
in this he mentioned about Zoro’s and Sanji’s different eyes shape and smirk shape, also face shape of Luffy, Zoro Sanji.
Focus on eyes, Oda confirmed that Zoro got double eyelid, and Sanji is single eyelid. Sanji got big round eyes too (which is more easy to see when he was a kid), but he rarely open wide full round.
Oda really keeps their eyes detail in shape.
till now, there’s no canon color for Sanji’s pupils in Manga, although according to Anime version, (many times) his eye is in Blue/Blue Navi.
for the latest WSJ cover I saw quite many people quickly set his eyes as brown/bronze as canon - or even red!? The little thing I want to say here, it’s too soon to say anything as canon until it is confirmed by author. Even the artwork can be not exactly in color since it was scanned and get through many times of clear/level effect by scanlation group. Also, as the pose + inking, painting effect, chosing light/shadow tone can affect the color of detail in artwork too. And it’s highly because of the red tone shading Oda using (for cape and fire scene) got the artwork turn into that way.
This pose when Sanji is on fire, can be considerated as this in movie Gold (the movie where Oda directs the art)
It’s more like blue navy become affected by fire light (orange) so it turned brighter grey.
Last thing, I didn’t make this post to get offense anyone. Every opinion about this is coming from your love to the character, since you put much attention in observing Sanji, and I personally adore and respect them all, they are all wonderful headcanon from fans. However, to say something is canon (in Manga/ by author) is a different story.
And I hope that this post will give you guys much more information, to know things more well or to discuss, for the love to Sanji.
I like how your drawings of the boys have different things that make them unique. like kook's eyes and jimin's wing thingys. can you tell us all the detail for the boys :0
LETS TALK ABOUT CHARA DESIGN HECK YES
I guess Jungkook’s design is pretty easy to get ahah. Irl he has really big eyes and bunny teeth so it wasn’t difficult for me to come up with! Then for the sparkles: I really wanted to accentuate this “innocent” or “clueless” vibe. His eyes are expressive, you can really see his passion in his eyes when he sings! Not saying that the others aren’t passionate, it’s just that his eyes are so expressive like he doesn’t even need to speak, you can directly see what’s going on (in my opinion ofc). So I just thought that sparkles would be a great representation of that! Also Jungkook isn’t 100% innocent, he loooves to tease his big bros. I know that I didn’t really have the chance to show this side of Jungkook, but since he’s such a tease, the gap between this and his BIG SPARKLY EYES is funny :^DD. At first he only had two “white bubbles” in his eyes, but then I said fuck it and added an entire galaxy. ALSO THE NOSE YES, I removed the nose. I want people to concentrate on his eyes, so I thought that the nose took too much place and was kinda useless? for his design. Actually a lot of people don’t even notice that he doesn’t have a nose ahah. And I think he looks so funny with his mouth on the nose area.
Tae’s design was also easy for me to come up with! He has amaaaaazing eyes, big and elongate, and ofc THE LASHES DAMN. Also he is really playful and that’s what I wanted to accentuate. So I mixed these ideas and bam I created his eyes. I really like it because it looks like he has something in mind like “ha ha ha :^DDD how am i gonna tease ma bros”. ALSO his iris aren’t round, it’s like two straight lines. I think it goes well with the playful side and the “blank tae” side lol. I also draw his amazing brows and his squared smile, he’s so cute ;;;
JIMIN. There’s two Jimin: normal sized and smol. For the normal sized Jimin I just try to replicate his natural eye shape, he kinda has puppy eyes! So nothing big. Of course the lil wings because he’s really sweet and just an angel in general. NOW THE MOST INTERRESTING PART: smol Jimin. Because some people always tell me “WHY DO U DRAW JIMIN SMOL, HES NOT THAT SMOL PLUS YOONGI IS ALSO SMOL, 0/100″, listen I’ll explain. The thing with Jimin is that he’s really cute but at the same time he really wants to give this “manly” vibe if you know what I mean. You know the “IM DA MAN IN DIS HOUSE”. So I just thought “ok, there’s cute Jimin, and manly Jimin but still cute, ok let’s create two Jimin”. Smol Jimin always wants to fite everyone and he’s fierce (like in my “not today what really happened”). That’s why I draw smol Jimin: because it’s funny af. Jimin likes to appear manly, but the fact that he is 30 cm in my comics makes everything pretty funny. This is the reason why I don’t often draw smol Yoongi, because he doesn’t give a fuck.
Namnam ayyy!!! I recently changed his design so it’s a great occasion to talk about it! This man is S O F T, 100 % soft. He’s just cute ok, like look at his smile, I’m sure he’s sad when he walks on flowers. So I wanted him so have big iris (kinda) and also squared ish eyes. Because with this I can do two different things: softysoft Namnam and istg i’m done with everyone Namnam (like in the last panel of the BS&T jpn ver comic), very easy to make :^DD And I added a white bubble inside because cute ok. He’s cute fite me. And finaly the flower on his head. He loves nature so so much so I just thought “why not adding a flower”. And ofc I never forget the dimples.
Hoseok’s turn :^DDD!! I just wanted him to be a sun ok, so that’s why I did. He has sunlight all around him, he’s like a walking sun. His eyes always look like he’s smiling even when he’s not. I also add a slight aegyo sal. THE NOOSE. So Hoseok is the only one with a different nose (i mean Jungkook doesn’t have one so it doesnt count). It’s simply because I personally think that he has an interresting nose shape and I just wanted to draw that! His mouth is basically a heart when he’s smiling and sometimes I add the dimples (i love dimples).
FINALLY SEOKJIN. I just l o v e his design. I love to draw him so much. Irl his eyes are really big and he kinda has cat eyes so I just drew that. His eyes are pretty round but yeah not like Jungkook. I like this eye shape because it makes him look sometimes playful and sometimes sassy depending on what I want to draw! Also he has two lashes because he’s pretty. And, the, sparkles. He’s just pretty so he needs his sparkles around him that’s all :^DDD
DONE holy shit it was long to write, I can talk about this forever I’m not even joking
So it’s late and I’m quite tired but I really wanted to write this so…Yeah. Written in 7 minutes (in two part, like I started to wrote it late at night yesterday, finished this morning), by a very tired Ella (you know I’m tired when I’m referring to myself with the third person), I hope you’ll like it, especially you@homework-is-the-real-killer :
Warning : tiny bit TINY bit NSFW
Yes I know he’s more around 6′2″/6′3″ in the comics, changed it for a few reasons, the first one because I wanted the reader to really be average sized, cause I think it’s funny that they’d all call her “short” when she really isn’t HOWEVER I’ll write a story soon with his actual height and and actual really short reader, like around 5′0″ or under :-). Boom.
As soon as those words get out of his mouth, he regrets it. Oh and by the look on your face, he knows he’s right to…
-What did you say ?
The Batman is nervous. You made the Batman nervous, with your glare and the hint of danger in your eyes. You approach him. Him and his damn giant frame.
He’s not wrong, of course. You are miniature. At least compared to him. With his 6 foot 7, he’s towering quite high above you but…he’s not entirely right.
You can totally fight him, and oh you will.
You know you’re short.
Well…That’s not exactly true.
You know you’re short compared to your husband and sons.
Hell, even compared to Alfred. The butler was actually quite tall. You always had to twist your neck up to look at him in the eyes while talking to him.
Your height is actually average for a woman, but your husband is a damn giant, and your sons are too.
Bruce is over a good foot taller than you, and so is Jason. Dick is exactly 10 inches taller, and Tim around 7. But it’s really when your youngest son, Damian, your baby, your eleven years old little boy started to rise above you of almost 2 inches that you realized that…Well, yes.
In this family, you were a short one.
This spurred a few teasing, and some “you’re so cute my tiny mom/wife” but nothing more (mostly because your sons and husband were afraid of your sarcasm and wits), just nice little jokes that made you feel loved for your shortness…
But you had to admit that sometimes, them being so tall and you not being a supermodel sized woman…could make things a bit awkward.
You were thinking about that, sitting in the Manor’s library.
About how Bruce always had to bend down to kiss you, and you had to go on your tip toes to be able to reach when he bend down.
How when paparazzis were taking pictures sometimes you wouldn’t even be on it because they only had Bruce’s back and he was somehow shielding you with his massive frame (that, was a good thing)…
How even when you had high heels on, you still wouldn’t be tall enough.