and drawing calms me down so do it


I’ve seen a lot of post episode 12 fanart of Yuuri and Yurio growing their hair out so naturally I had to do a ton of hairstyle doodles.

(On another note, thank you for 2000+ followers on my fanart blog *sobs*)

Bonus: the man who started this hair growing/cutting craze:

Bad Days

Prompt:  Could you do platonic Moxiety with Virgil having a tough time and needing a cuddle but he doesn’t want to say anything but Patton gets it anyway? - @chris-specs (sorry for the delayed reply, friend, this one took a little longer than I thought)

Characters/Pairing: Moxiety (written platonic but can be read however you like)

Categories: Angst, hurt-comfort, negative self-talk

Thank you to @thuriweaver and @parsnipit for giving this a once-over for me!


For the most part, things really had been better since Virgil revealed his name.

The other sides had been doing their best to make him feel more welcome. They’d gone out of their way to include him, inviting him to more movie nights and involving him more during planning sessions for videos. They’d even deferred to him on a few points and altered their plans to take his concerns into account.

Of course, those are on Virgil’s good days. The days when he has things mostly under wraps, and the others find him tolerable. He has bad days, too, and those…

Well. It’s easy for them to say they’ll try to include him and make him feel heard when he’s at his best. Even he doesn’t mind himself so much, at his best.

He was not at his best today. 

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It was your fault.

That’s the only explanation you gave yourself for the past week. He had been aggravated over the comeback. He was a ticking time bomb, you knew it and you didn’t want him to explode. Jimin continuously told you it was fine and that he was okay but you couldn’t help but feel like you were the cause.

It’s because I’ve been at work too much.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t been doing the chores. 

You continued to draw the situation to you, blaming yourself for Jimin’s irritation and he noticed that. It didn’t help the situation, it only caused Jimin to be more on edge.

“Y/n stop being so frantic, calm down I’ll do the dishes.” Jimin said walking over to you with his hands out ready to retrieve the porcelain plates and metal silverware from your hands. You quickly shook your head and lightly pushed him away with your elbow.

“No it’s fine, I got it. Go sit down and rest then we can-”

“Y/n let me help I don’t need to rest just let me do the dishes.” He said with a sterner voice.

“No. no I got it just rest-”

“Fuck! I don’t need to fucking rest!” He shouted, his voice echoing off the walls and ringing in your ears. You were got off guard by the volume of his voice and you slightly flinched. You looked up and saw his face red and his angry expression falling into a sad worried one.

“Y/n I didn’t mean to do that, I love you I’m so sorry.” He almost whispered as he brought you into his chest embarrassing your face like you were delicate.

“I’m so sorry.”

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It was usual for you and Tae to go shopping together. You two walked around the mall hand in hand. It was close to closing time but this was the usual time you two always came to shop because the stores weren’t as full as they usually were in the daytime when first opening. 

It was especially surprising when you walked over to Tae and saw him conversing with your ex. You saw the frown on his face and hurriedly walked over to him almost as if you were getting ready to defend his honor.

“Ah Y/n good to see you. Have a nice night, both of you.” Your ex smirked and walked away with long confident strides. You only scoffed and turned to Tae who seemed aggravated.

“Tae what did they say? I’ll go tell them off if you want me to-”

“Dammit Y/n! It doesn’t fucking matter! Don’t go causing more problems here.” He yelled flailing his arms and walking away angrily. You huffed not wanting to anger him further and you felt yourself becoming irritated with him as your mind swirled with thoughts.

He’s the one causing a scene, not me.

Tae had led the both of you outside and into your car. You sat in the passenger seat and slammed the door right after you. Hastily putting on your seat belt and crossing your arms over you chest. Tae got into the car aswell but didn’t start the car for a couple of minutes. You both sat in utter silence.

“Jagi, I’m sorry I lashed out on you I really am.” He said in a soft tone with his hand placed on your knee rubbing small circles.

Originally posted by toughchim



That was the only word Jungkook used to describe himself. Not stressed, overworked, but determination. You hated to disagree but he never allowed you. He wanted you to know he was fine but you knew he was exhausted. He tried to loose weight, was constantly practicing dance moves and the songs. You were anxious and wanted to help him in any way possible. You just didn’t know how,

“Kookie! I finished dinner.” You sang happily whilst setting up the table and placing the food neatly beside the plates. You were proud of your work and mentally patting yourself on the back for setting up the buffet.

“Later Y/n i’m not hungry.” Jungkook said rubbing his temples. He sat in the living room listening to their new music on his phones possibly trying to remember the beat.

“C’mon take a break and come eat. I worked hard on this meal.” You pouted, walking over to Jungkook thinking it would be best if you had comforted him.

“Go away Y/n I said I wasn’t hungry.” Jungkook whispered through gritted teeth. You felt his negative emotions radiate off his body.

“Hey calm down, just eat something and-”

“I don’t want to fucking eat! Can’t you see I’m concentrating on something!?” He yelled out standing up and hovering over your small frame that was cowardly shrinking. You felt yourself getting smaller and the wet tear prickled your eyes.

I only wanted to help.

You told yourself. You wanted to get out of there so you quickly turned away and headed for the door, placing your shoes on quickly. Just as your hand grasped the doorknob your wrist was tugged lightly.

“Y/n wait, I’m so sorry don’t leave me.”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

This turned out angstier than anticipated.

I’m so sorry for not writing lately! I feel so bad! I hope you do forgive me!.

I have gotten tons of inspiration though these few weeks with more series so requests will be put on hold so I can get the stories out!


DCAF 2017: Aisling 2015 - 2017

I wasn’t sure about the BG so I put in the plain version as well

I wanted to redraw my 2015 mermaid series, because I really wasn’t happy with having traditional prints at my booth. They were sloppy, and despite being fun to make, they really don’t reflect my style at all. I’m so happy to have finished one, and that it was Aisling - my sweet, calm girl. 

She calms me down. 

anonymous asked:

Three things. 1) Your lineart is so smooth and clean that it actually makes me wanna cry. 2) I am IN LOVE with your art style in general. Like, whenever anxiety hits me I'll just look at your art and I'll slowly calm down. 3) Do yoy have a tutorial on wing anatomy? I'm having trouble on making Michael's wings for a sketch. That is all. Sorry if I was creepy. I'll stop now. Bye!

Thank you for all the sweet compliments! If you’re ever feeling low you can also talk to me.

I don’t really do tutorials at all but I will give you these quick sketches

Okay so above is just a simple example of how I would quick draw wings if the viewer is looking from behind, below is if its a front image and the wings are open.

Below here is how I would quickly sketch closed wings from behind and its the same way from the front but most of the wings are hidden by the character. I draw two lung-shapes on the back, then two bigger slightly above, then again and then i keep adding them, becoming bigger, thinner or longer where needed until Im happy. This is just for the shape though, I tend to add the detailed feathers after.

If the image Im drawing is at an odd angle I look for parrot photographs (usually stock photos) and I use their wings as a reference.


My group was doing a Wild West-style homebrew. So another player (X) and I had two make new characters after ours went out in a blaze of glory ( details not important to this story). Our new characters burst into the room with the rest of the party.

Me: Surrender, bandits!
X: Yeah! Give it up!

The other player characters and the marshal that they are working with all draw guns on us. It all calmed down after X and I explained that we were bounty hunters.

Me: Well y'all seem like decent enough folk, I think introductions are in order. My name is…
Native American (to X’s character): Did you guys ride in on a rhino?
X: That we did!
Native American: How did you find a rhino in these parts?
X: Well…

X launches into a long explanation of his mechanical expertise. The whole time when there is a pause my character tries to introduce himself but to no avail.

Other character: Well it looks like it’s time we decided to hunt down another criminal.
X: I agree let’s go!
Me (frustrated): WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!

Very fast speedpaint of Black Diamond’s “Coal” disguise or as I like to call it, her hobo outfit. She usually doesnt show off that much skin, as the lower part of the cloth is higher in order to hide her gem, heck her midriff doesn’t show at all nor her cleavage, here I just wanted to give a “loose” feeling, like she’s midway of putting the thing on :P maybe that’s the reason she’s givin me that “fuck you” look as well XD

And I’ve seen the asks! just have been busy preparing portfolio and resumé (this was actually a really fast drawing, just to calm down my nerves as very soon I think I’ll have job interviews ;n;) So order of priorities: 1) Deal with rl stuff (college, portfolio, resumés, etc) 2) Complete a current AT 3) Answer messages in my inbox, because I DO wanna answer asks but also add illustrations and cute drawings to them, even if its just a quick, silly doodle ^^’

Viktor gets frustrated easily when he is not naturally good at something. He also gets jealous of those who do better than him. 

“They make it look so easy but all I do is fuck up,” he says.

In some situations, Viktor gets destructive and it is not uncommon for Yuuri to need to hold him in order to calm down.

sooooo this is an art trade with @yuriwyncomics from their comic @trainwreckzadr 

–> after having the cone in his head a couple of hours, the irken get used to it and doesn’t want to take it off anymore. and dib loves the possibilities that this brings him.


ALSO bonus track. drawing zim wih the cone made me do this.I’m sorry.




okay I’ll calm down. I’ll calm down. so much drawing tonight.

john mulaney is a national treasure

so through very stressful but very fortunate chances, i got to see Oh Hello yesterday, which is john mulaney and nick kroll’s broadway show and I also got to meet mulaney at the stage door. the show was fucking incredible and i legitimately thought i was going to black out from lack of oxygen (nosebleed seats + literally nonstop gasping laughter + a 5 hour energy) but you can ask anyone who’s seen the show and they’ll tell you that. but anyway we’re waiting by the stage door and im shaking like a kid who’s about to meet their favorite comedian and has also chugged a 5 hour energy and is also cold because i am. and he comes out before nick kroll (who honestly i didnt even get a picture with because i was hype as shit for mulaney) and immediately starts taking pictures with people. and i notice that every person he walks up to he goes “Hi I’m John.” like. as if. we weren’t sure. (PRECIOUS) and im in like the second like layer of people up against the little barricade so im content with waiting because im still shaking like an idiot and would love to calm down so i dont say anything awkward because my mind has been drawing a blank on what to say to him all day. but the people in front of me say that my friends and i can talk to him first so im like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! here we GO so he comes over like “Hi I’m John” and im gonna be honest I have really bad short term memory loss so I dont exactly remember what was said but I had him sign my playbill and i was like “sorry I have a giant clunky camera” (canon t3i) and he was like “thats okay do you know how to use it?” and i was like “yea you hit that little button there” and he’s like “okay” so he takes two 

and gives it back and then my friend asked him to sign his playbill and while mulaney did this i said for sOME REASON?? “I just have to tell you, I quote you like 2 times a day” because im DUMB and awkward. And quickly i was like “That’s probably weird to hear but like-” and he stops signing and looks at me and sincerely goes “That’s very nice.” and i was like !!!!!!!!! and I continued “You’ve kind of worked your way into my everyday speech” and he goes “So I Inceptioned you?” And I was like HAHHA YEA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and then my friend gave him his phone to take pics with in case my camera pics didnt turn out. and john mulaney decided he should take about 10 pictures in 3 seconds while moving said phone closer to his own face

so then we walked away bc it was late and about halfway down the block i stopped and went “i didn’t even make actual contact with him like i didn’t touch him. i didn’t hug him” and my friends were like ‘do we need to go back?’ and i was like “no im not gonna be weird like that he probably wants to leave and we were literally just there and going back for a hug would be weird” so we kept walking and realized we were going the wrong way which caused us to walk back past the street the stage door was down, prompting me to go back and obviously get my hug because didnt want to regret that for my whole life??

so im waiting and the security guard looks at me like ? and he goes “whatchu need” and i was like “d.. does he do hugs?” and he was like “…what?” and i was like oh my gOD kill me and i said louder “does he do hugs?” and he just looks at me and quietly goes “of course” and so im like yelling inside and john walks back over and im like “i was wondering if you do hugs” and he was like what and the security guard said louder so that he could hear because im quiet and scared of everything “This young lady wants to know if you do hugs” and he was like “Of course! She had a nice camera” and i gave him a hug and hes sO tall man hes taller than you think he’s at least like 5′11. and he shook my friends’ hands and he told my other firend that he had a cool jacket and he was like “Thanks for coming” and I was like “Yeah, well thanks for” and trailed off because I didn’t know what to say other than like ‘existing’ but he didnt notice so it’s okay. and then my friends walked back and i practically bounced down the street behind them and i’ll never shut up about it ever i hugged john mulaney

i love him i love john mulaney

How to Work & Calibrate Your Pendulum

This is by no means an official guide. If anything this is just a way of letting you all know how I go about using my pendulum. I’m going to talk about calibration/establishing how I worked out what-means-what before I go into any methodology (I gathered my information from myriad sources and will list them if I can remember what/where they are).

Calibration/Figuring Out What Your Pendulum is Telling You:

Alright, so you might have a totally different way of doing this, but here’s mine!
Firstly, you need a pendulum. This may be obvious, but I’m just putting it out there. A pendulum can be any weighted object that is suspended from a chain or string or some kind. You’ll find that lots of people use crystals for pendulums as they work particularly well. I did not with my first pendulum (tragic side story: my Mama accidentally threw my guide sheet and pendulum away when cleaning - absolutely devastating). 
That being said, you do not have to use a crystal. As I mentioned, my first pendulum was in fact a small silver pendant that held a white and black pearl inside. It was hung on a slim silver chain that was 7″ in length. An effective pendulum should be something that is connected to you and only you as it will be imbued with your energies. Take care - do not allow others to handle your pendulum as it may alter the energies and therefore the accuracy and effectiveness of your tool.

Onto the actual subject of this post (I digress often, as you’ve probably noticed). “But, Rowan how do I even get started!?” I hear you cry. Well, my darlings, this is how I did it:

First things first, you’ll need a piece of paper, a pen, and a ruler (if you like your lines straight) and of course, your pendulum.
On the piece of paper, draw a circle as best as you can. It doesn’t have to be perfect but you can draw around a cup or mug if you like to get a nice round circle. Make sure the circle is big enough; I would recommend something akin to the size of the palm of your hand or bigger. 

Next, use a ruler to find the centre of your circle and mark it with a dot. Now draw a line horizontally through the dot. Do this vertically and diagonally so that you have a diagram like the one below. 

Once you’ve done this, sit down and breathe in and out deeply and calmly. It is time to prepare yourself for divining. 
Before every use of the pendulum, it is imperative (for me!) to be in a calm and serene state and to do this, I sit comfortably and close my eyes. I envision an aura of protective white light surrounding my body. Starting from my toes I let it envelope me and bathe me in warmth and spiritual energy. I visualize it travelling up through the crown chakra and into the third eye. This increases psychic and spiritual power.

The next thing you must do is a little strange sounding but important in this sort of work. You must tap a small circle counter-clockwise (the opposite direction in which a clock moves) around your thymus with your index finger (your thymus is just over an inch below the hollow between your collar bones on your chest). Doing this helps balance the energies within you.

This next part you will only have to do once, unless like me you lose your guide papers in an unfortunate cleaning mishap:

Now you need to establish the directions and what they mean. For example, which swing means yes? Which means no? Who knows? You will, in a minute.
Sit with the soles of your feet planted firmly on the ground and place the paper between your legs/feet and take the chain/thong/rope between your thumb and finger, or two fingers; have a loose but secure grip. Let the pendulum hang and make sure the point of it is above the centre of your circle - this is why the dot in the centre helps because it’s a larger focal point. 

To find your directions, you have to ask! Simple!
Say aloud: “Show me the ‘yes’ signal/sign”, and take note of the direction of the pendulum’s movement. Does it move clockwise? Counter clockwise? Swing side-to-side? Diagonally? Up and down? 
If the pendulum does not move, repeat your question. If, after say 5-10 minutes it shows no intention of going anywhere, move onto your next enquiry. Once you have identified your signal, claim it and confirm it by saying something along the lines of, “this is my signal for yes”.

Repeat this exact process for ‘no’, and then, ‘do not know’, ‘ask later’, ‘cannot say’ and ‘maybe’ or ‘sort of’. 

To further confirm that these are correct, test the pendulum by using statements that you know the answer to, for example, ‘my hair colour is ______’, or ‘my name is ______’. If your signals are right, the pendulum’s response will be yes or no depending on the statement you have made.

Once you are sure that you have calibrated your pendulum, make a note on your piece of paper regarding the directional signals. Note their meanings down. 

Once this is all done, you’re done! You can begin divining to your heart’s content! You can keep using your guiding circle for as long as you like, there is no harm or shame in it! I used mine for a while afterwards to keep myself calm and confident as I am still a baby at this sort of thing.

Good luck and happy witchcrafting!


“i was hoping you could write something where like, you have a bestfriend for a long time and you always insult eachother and joke around A LOT until you let him spend the night and you both start complimenting eachother and get all flustered and he ends up awkwardly trying to kiss you and etc. ( the more blushing and awkwardness, the better )”

This person messaged me to give extra details, which you can totally do because it’s easier for me to write! I combined it with this request cause I thought they fit well together:

“Could u make one when ur walking out of school to go home + u literally bump into him + he decides to walk u since ur houses r in the same direction + when u get to ur house u invite him in + watch a movie, cuddle, kiss and cute fluffy stuff happen😊”

Word count: 2.9k

You watch the clock on the wall, counting down the seconds until the bell rings. It’s the last period of the day on Friday, and right now the second hand is the only thing standing in between you and the sweet freedom of the weekend. 5…4…3…2…1… the bell goes off at last and you jump up and exit the classroom before the teacher can assign last minute homework.

Once you have all your things and you’ve waved goodbye to your friends, you push open the front doors of the school and step out, breathing in the crisp air with a smile. Ahhh, Fridays. Like the tasty dessert after an unpleasant meal. You adjust your backpack straps and start walking home, thinking about what you’ll do with your weekend.

The sidewalk makes a right angle and you cut the corner a bit, walking across the grass. As your feet hit concrete again, something slams into you and you fall over.

“What the-” you look up, trying to identify your attacker. An outstretched hand descends from the sky, and behind it, there is a concerned face saying “Sorry, sorry, sorry!” It’s your best friend and crush, (c/n).

You grab his hand and let him pull you up, brushing the dirt off your butt. “Thanks for that,” you say sarcastically.

“Sorry!” he says one more time, hands held up defensively. “But I must say, it’s your fault for walking right in front of me like that. I don’t have the best reflexes when I’m on a moving bike,” he adds, reaching down to pick up the fallen bike in question.

You laugh. “My bad, you’re probably right. Bike is okay?”

He pats the bike and nods. “Better question is, are you?”

“Yeah I think I’m good,” you reply, pretending to check for broken ribs. “Bones are all intact.” You flash him a smile and start walking forward again.

“Fantastic,” he says, walking his bike beside you. “Heading home?”

“Yes, I’m very excited to veg out in front of the TV for several hours.”

“Same,” he agrees. “Why don’t I walk you home, to make sure you don’t get yourself into any more accidents?”

“See, the problem with that logic is you’re the reason I fell over in the first place,” you point out. Plus your house is on the way to his anyway, but you decide not to mention that.

(C/n) thinks about this for a second. “I guess you could say you…fell for me?” He grins charmingly.

You clap a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing. “Wow, we really need to work on your pickup lines,” you tease. Of course, you secretly think it’s cute as hell, and you have no problem with being on the receiving end of said cheesy pickup lines. That won’t stop you from giving him a hard time, though.

“Are you suggesting you’re better at this than I am?” He arches an eyebrow in a silent challenge.

“Definitely,” you say confidently.

“Alright then, impress me with your flirting skills.”

“Okay, get ready for this cause you’re gonna be blown away.” You smile and flip your hair for extra effect. “Are you a fire alarm? Cause you’re loud and annoying,” you finish, smirking at his expression as he processes what you said.

“That was not a pickup line!” he protests.

“Well, it was true!” you tease.

He shakes his head disapprovingly. “This is why you’re still single.”

“Hey!” You punch him in the arm. “Like you’re any less single than I am.”

“Fair enough,” he concedes.

“And I think I should warn you that you can’t get girls by running them over,” you advise sagely. “Generally not considered very romantic.”

“Really, cause that’s what I’d call making the first move!” he jokes.

You sigh. “Hopeless. Absolutely hopeless.”

You arrive in front of your house, but hesitate before walking up to the door. You don’t want to stop talking to (c/n). “Hey, (c/n), uhh…you wanna come in for a bit?” You bite your lip nervously.

(C/n) grins. “Okay, sure.”

He parks his bike against the side of your house and then follows you through the front door.

“Are you hungry?” you ask him as he looks around the house, taking everything in. He nods absentmindedly. You search through the kitchen for something worth feeding (c/n). After a minute or so you emerge from the pantry with a bag of microwaveable popcorn, and hold it up, shaking it up and down. “Popcorn?”

(C/n) looks up. “Perfect.”

You put the bag in the microwave, which emits a chorus of pops. (C/n) comes over, making popping noises with his mouth. You laugh at him. “You weirdo.”

“Dude, we should totally watch a movie,” he says suddenly as you pull the finished popcorn out of the microwave. “We’ve already got the popcorn, haven’t we?”

You shrug nonchalantly, hiding your eagerness to spend two plus hours with (c/n). “Why not, it is Friday after all.” You lead him down to the basement and plop down on the couch in front of the TV. He sits next to you, close enough that your thighs touch. As you open Netflix, he puts an arm around your shoulders. “Netflix and chill?” he asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

You laugh. “You’re still not cute. Getting warmer though!” You scroll through the available movies, conscious that (c/n)’s arm hasn’t left your shoulders.

“Let’s watch a horror movie,” (c/n) suggests, jiggling his leg excitedly. You can feel it against your leg. You groan. “God no, I’ll be screaming in your ear the whole time.”

He shrugs. “I can take it.” He grins. “I’ll protect you from the scary monsters,” he says teasingly.

“Okay, fine,” you relent, sighing. You have to admit that watching a horror movie with your crush protecting you doesn’t sound like the worst thing in the world. You come across the movie Sinister. “Is this a good one? Looks pretty scary,” you say.

“Hell yes. Hit play.” You start the movie and settle back against the couch. (C/n)’s arm is still around you.

The movie starts out tamely enough, with Ethan Hawke’s friendly puppy face and nothing particularly terrifying. You eat your popcorn contentedly, your hands occasionally bumping into (c/n)’s. After a little while you rest your head on his shoulder, and he doesn’t object. You smile, knowing that he usually hates physical contact and would push anyone else away.

It doesn’t take long for things to take a turn for the scarier, however. Some scenes, you just know something is coming, and tense up as the suspense builds. (C/n)’s arm tightens around you in response, pulling the two of you closer each time. Other times there are completely unexpected jump scares, and as predicted, you scream loudly every time.

At one particularly bad jump scare where the demon Bughuul suddenly appears in the garden, you screech in terror and hide your face in (c/n)’s shirt. He chuckles and you feel his arms go around you, shielding you from the outside world. “Wow, you weren’t kidding,” he says, as though impressed by how scared you are. You peek up at him to see him looking down at you in amusement. “How are you so unaffected?” you ask him, bewildered at his completely calm demeanor.

“Nothing can faze me,” he says proudly.

“Ooh, you’re so manly,” you say sarcastically. “What happens when I do this?” You tickle his sides, and he shrieks. You laugh hysterically at his reaction.

As he recovers he points to the screen. “Okay, let’s pay attention, we already missed an important plot point!”

You oblige, sitting up a little but still leaning partially into him, his arms still lazily encircling you.

A while later the movie draws to a very dramatic close. You breathe out as the camera pans out on the box of films, the excitement seemingly over. But right before the end of the movie, Bughuul’s face suddenly pops up. You scream again and dive into the safety of (c/n)’s shirt, wrapping your arms tightly around his chest. You feel him shaking with laughter under you. “You’re such a wimp,” he teases.

You flip him off without lifting your head. You’re very comfortable and not about to move. (C/n)’s heart is beating right by your ear. When he chuckles it rumbles in his chest. “I don’t mind, it makes me look tougher by comparison,” he adds jokingly.

You get an idea, and sit up a little bit. “Hey (c/n).”


“Wanna sleep over?”

“Really?” He starts to smile.


“Okay, let me run home and get my stuff.” He tries to get up but you’re still lying on his chest.

“Don’t leave,” you whine, “just call your mom.”

He laughs and moves a strand of hair behind your ear. “I live like practically next door, it’ll only take a second.” He tries to stand again. “Get up, you lazy ass.”

You roll away, grumbling. Already feeling sleepy, you don’t move as he goes upstairs and leaves your house. Your eyes close and you lie still, waiting for him to return.

You wake maybe fifteen minutes later to (c/n) shaking you. “(Y/n)! Did you seriously fall asleep?”

You rub your eyes. “Wha-” (C/n)’s concerned face comes into focus. “Maybe you should go to bed right away,” he suggests.

“No!” You jump up, fighting the sudden dizziness and trying to act awake. “No way, not before dinner.”

He grins. “And what is dinner, exactly?”

You ponder this. “Takeout? What do you want?”

“Chinese,” he decides. You nod in agreement. “Good call.”

Half an hour later you’re sitting criss cross on the basement floor across from (c/n), with rice, dumplings, chicken and noodles between you. As you feast, you tell stories.

“Okay, your turn. Most embarrassing moment,” you challenge him.

“Oh, god.” (C/n) groans and covers his face with his hands, laughing slightly. “Oh man.”

“This is gonna be good.” You rub your hands together excitedly.

He makes a pained face and sighs in resignation. “Okay. So picture this. I’m like 10 or 11, sitting in class, nervous as hell cause I’m about to give a presentation. Funny thing is, I have no idea what it was about. I think I was so traumatized I forgot.”

“Go on,” you encourage him, not without a hint of sadistic enjoyment.

“So the teacher calls me up to present and I walk up to the front of the room. I almost fall over cause my legs are shaking so much. But I make it up there anyway. And then…I totally freeze up and just stand there, staring out at the class.” He winces at the memory.

“Dude, that’s not that bad,” you say, a little disappointed.

“Oh no, it’s not over yet,” he replies grimly. “As I stand there paralyzed, I feel something warm on my leg…” (C/n) grabs a nearby pillow and hides his face in it. His muffled voice comes out: “I peed my pants in front of the entire class.”

You burst out laughing. He removes the pillow and glares at you. His face is red, which only makes you laugh harder. He throws the pillow at your head. “Stop laughing at me!”

“Okay, okay.” You stifle a last giggle. “Honestly that wasn’t even that bad,” you reassure him after a moment.

“Oh really, have you done it too?” (C/n) grins and raises an eyebrow at you. It’s your turn to throw the pillow at him. “No way!” you say, laughing. Then you notice the pillow landed in the noodles. “Whoops.”

“Okay, I think that’s our cue to clean up,” (c/n) decides.

You put all the leftovers in the fridge and clear away the plates. After you kill a couple of hours playing video games, you decide to set up your sleeping bags so you can lie in bed and talk for several more hours.

You lay them down side by side and climb into them, facing each other. You’ve put on your pajamas, which consist of shorts and a camisole, and quickly realize that the air conditioned basement and thin sleeping bag are a bad combination. After a couple minutes you start shivering.

(C/n) notices and frowns. “You’re cold,” he says.

“Oh, nah, I’m fine,” you deny weakly. “It’s like a sauna in here.”

“Yeah, right, I can practically hear your teeth chattering. Come here.” He beckons with his finger.

You scoot closer to him like a large worm wriggling sideways. He smiles. “Just get in here,” he says, pointing into his sleeping bag.

You giggle nervously. “In there? With you?” Your face is suddenly warm even though you still feel cold.

“Yeah, there’s plenty of room,” he says, opening up the sleeping bag to show you. “And it’s very thick and veerry comfortable.” He grins.

“Okay, if you say so,” you respond casually, though inside of course you’re totally freaking out. You unzip your bag and clamber over to his, sliding inside. Immediately (c/n) puts his arms around you and pulls you into him, pressing you close against him. You can feel his skin against your bare arms. Warmth radiates from his body.

“Wow, you’re really warm,” you whisper, already feeling the comfortable heaviness of sleep pressing in.

He smirks. “Told you.”

“Thanks for letting me invade your personal space,” you say jokingly.

He smiles. “My pleasure.” After a moment he adds, quite out of the blue, “You know, you have a really nice voice.”

“What?” You lift your head and look at him, furrowing your eyebrows.

You feel him shrug next to you. “Your voice. It’s just…really soft and soothing. When I hear it it’s like I’m being wrapped in a fluffy blanket. I could listen to you talk forever.” He shakes his head, smiling. “It’s like…listening to really good music. I don’t know.” He looks away, blushing.

“Oh, thanks…” you smile slightly. Your face feels warm and you wonder if you’re as red as he is. “I like your voice too.”

(C/n) starts stroking your hair lightly, which gives you chills (the good kind). After a moment he says quietly, “And your hair, too, it’s so soft, and like, perfect.”

You reach up and ruffle his adorably fluffy hair. “I like yours more.”

He chuckles, and even though you’ve turned the lights off you can tell his whole face is pink. “Honestly everything about you is perfect,” he whispers.

Your heart starts to race, and you’re close enough to feel his heart beating rapidly as well. “Really?” you whisper back, at a loss for words.

“Yeah.” He lifts a finger up to your mouth and softly traces your lips. You’re so nervous you couldn’t move if you wanted to, and you don’t.

(C/n) looks up at you and back at your mouth, and then leans in as if trying to kiss you. But you’re both still lying on your sides, and your noses bump awkwardly. You stifle a giggle. He laughs too and hides his face in your neck. Then he props himself up with one arm so he’s leaning over you, and for the second time, he brings his face to yours. This time, your lips connect.

You feel as though fireworks are going off around you. He strokes your face with one hand as he kisses you, and when you pull apart several seconds later, he’s staring intently into your eyes, as if he sees something inside them.

“(Y/n), I really like you,” he murmurs in a husky voice.

You reach up and play with a bit of his hair that’s sticking out, hardly able to believe this is happening. “I really like you too,” you whisper almost inaudibly.

(C/n) smiles. “Well, that works out nicely,” he says, and you laugh giddily. He kisses you on the forehead before settling back down next to you. He pulls you into him and you rest your head on his chest. You can feel his heart still beating fast, but after a few minutes it slows along with his breathing. Exhaustion settles heavily over you from the rough week at school, and wrapped comfortably in (c/n)’s arms, it doesn’t take you long to fall asleep.

Pretending to faint when Seventeen scares you // reaction

You’re at the company building, trying to look for a Seventeen member who happens to be a good friend of yours. However, when they decide to scare you by coming out of a dark room, you fake a faint and pretend not to wake up. What would each member do?

Requested by @mymisstina . Thank you for sending in this idea! It’s super creative and I loved every second of writing this. Enjoy <3

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FINALLY A REACTIONS POST I CAN PUT THIS LEGENDARY GIF IN. Coups would probably be surprised to see you fall to the ground, but he’d laugh over it. When he realizes you haven’t moved since you fell, it wouldn’t take long for him to get super concerned. He’d kneel down and start tapping your shoulders and face while calling out your name a couple of times. If you don’t give him any kind of response, Seungcheol would want to carry you over to a couch before he can call anyone for help. But as you’re being carried, you start laughing and give up on your joke. Seungcheol would then pretend to drop you, making you scream a little out of surprise, but he’d still catch you and laugh in your face as he sets you down gently. “That’s what you get for scaring the hell out of me, y/n.”

Originally posted by the-ultimate-yehet


“I didn’t know you could be so dramatic,” he’d say when you fall to the floor and don’t get up right away. He’ll be too busy laughing and teasing you at first, not minding the fact that you haven’t said anything since you collapsed. “Okay, you wanna get up now?” he’d ask and get nothing but silence. “Y/n?” he’d bend down to check your face. Your eyes are closed and your face is relaxed. “Oh my God,” Jeonghan would freak out and start tapping your cheeks to wake you up. He wouldn’t delay in calling Josh on his phone for assistance. “Josh, come down to room 214 right now… yes now… I don’t have time to explain, just get down here, please.” “Hey, tell Josh I say hi too,” you say and grin up at Jeonghan, who is hovering over you. He hangs up the phone, smiles, and rolls his eyes before he gets up to leave. “TAKE A JOKE, JEONGHAN,” you chase after him as he heads out the door. He’ll get over it only if you do something ridiculous for him to pay him back like fan him with a palm tree leaf as he sips mango juice on the couch or some shit.

Originally posted by jeonghney-archive


Forget the joke. Josh would immediately kneel by your side and frantically look all over you to see if you were really not moving. “sHE’S REALLY NOT MOVING,” inner Josh would scream. He’d start shaking your shoulders and yell your name a few times. He’d come pretty close to crying if you keep your silence up long enough. He’s just super caring and concerned about you okaY? He wouldn’t know what to do after trying his best to wake you up so he’d call out for help from where he’s kneeling. If he gets no response, he’ll drag you over to a wall and sit you up against it before inspecting you again. “HA I GOT YOU,” you’d smile while he’s up close to your face. His eyes would widen at the surprise and his hand would clutch his chest in relief. “Thank God, you actually scared me there, y/n.” This prank is something he wouldn’t bring up again, but it makes a great story to tease him with in the future.

Originally posted by soohuis


Jun wouldn’t be convinced the moment you fall down, so prepare yourself for some hardcore patience-testing. He’ll probably be laughing at you at first like a some of the members would, but when you don’t respond to any of his actions, legit this guy will sit down next to you after grabbing some food so he can watch and wait for you to give up your joke. “Anyday now, y/n,” he’d smile confidently at you. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen, sixteen… “I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST WASTED A CENTURY OF MY LIFE FOR NOTHING,” you’d open your eyes and surrender. “Hold up, I timed it and it was…” Jun pulls up his phone timer. “oH look at thAt: seventeen minutes and two seconds.” “Shut up, Jun.”

Originally posted by wooziwithlove


Soonyoung is gonna laugh at you as you lie on the floor, assuming you were just exaggerating your own reaction to his scare. “I can’t believe it worked. You’re so weak, y/n…. y/n?” You aren’t moving, and your silence scares him for a moment. But after thinking it out, he smiles; he knows you’re up to something. “Hmmm, since y/n’s not waking up, how about I try some… mOuTh-To-mOuTh rEsUsCiTaTiOn??” WHY He’ll come super close to doing it, but will back out last minute and laugh in hesitation. “Okay this is where the joke sTOPS,” you give up in nervousness and Soonyoung dies of laughter. “I knew it would work,” he smirks. If you didn’t wake up, he probably would’ve done it, just sayingg

Originally posted by minghaon


He’d be frightened by sight of you falling to the ground, but most of his panic afterwards would be internal. “Okay, I don’t think that was supposed to happen,” he’d say to himself. He’ll give you a good shake on the shoulders. You can imagine Wonwoo saying, “uh, helloooo??” or “mm, are-are you okay there?” instead of repeating your name a billion times HE’S SO SHY N CUTE I LOVE. After checking your pulse on your wrist, he’ll rush to call up the last member he talked to for help. But before he can even call the member up: “I was expecting a little more of a reaction from you,” you say, disappointed, and surprise Wonwoo as you get up from the floor. He’d just smile at you and tell you not to do it again because it scared him a little more than he let on.

Originally posted by allfor-won


When you collapse, there’s no doubt Woozi will stare at you for a few seconds with that look (use the gif as reference lol). He’d think you’re just being overdramatic and would tell you to knock it off. When he’s greeted with nothing but silence, he’ll probably get a little concerned, but he still wouldn’t be fully convinced. He’ll shake your shoulder with a hand while saying your name. No response. “Okay, y/n you can stop now,” he’d nervously laugh. “Y/n?” Nothing. “Look, if you don’t wake up now, we can’t be friends anymore,” he’d say with a serious tone. Absolute silence. “Oh my God, nononononO,” he panics and grabs for his phone to call Seungcheol. “Hey, I’m a little late,” you make Jihoon jolt a little at the sound of your voice. “But can we still be friends?” Jihoon gets up from the floor and walks away, not saying a word. “JIHOON I’M SORRY IT WAS A JOKE.” “Don’t talk to me for a good week, y/n,” he’d respond. This sounds more angsty than I intended LOL Don’t worry. He’ll forgive you in a day or two if you do something really nice for him.

Originally posted by 12fools


He’d think he’s such a genius for getting to you that well, so the first few minutes would just be him laughing really hard. When he finally calms down a bit, he’ll realize that you haven’t woken up yet. His face will draw a blank as a he tries to tap your face but with no response. “You really fucked up this time, Seokmin,” he’d think to himself as he shakes your shoulders a little more violently. He honestly wouldn’t know who to call out of the other 12 members, so he’d probably call the member he called most recently. As he’s making the call, you scare him by taking a sudden hold of his wrist, making him scream really loudly into the phone. “We discussed this already, Seokmin. What did we say about randomly screeching into phones???” Seungcheol would answer his call and highkey wish he didn’t. He wouldn’t take the incident to heart. It’s just another funny joke for the two of you to laugh over in the future.

Originally posted by changkyu-n


He’d probably be laughing at first when you fall, but when he realizes you’re not getting up, Mingyu will crouch down next to you to check your facial expression. If your face is emotionlesss, he’d be the kind of guy to act all smart and check your pulse on your wrist and then your neck. Then an awful idea will hit him: “hey why don’t I just tickLE Y/N?” he’d say aloud to give you a warning. If you start squirming because you’re naturally ticklish, Mingyu is probably gonna laugh at you for failing ;; but if you’re not ticklish and don’t react at all, he’ll start freaking out and would immediately call leader Seungcheol for help. When you finally start breaking out in laughter and give up on acting, Mingyu won’t talk to you for a few hours, but he’d have one of those dissapointed/cute smiles whenever you try to apologize. Y’all will hug it out by the end of the day, I promise :)

Originally posted by mingyuwu


Minghao is probably not gonna believe you from the start. He knows everyone can pull a joke here and there, and this could definitely be one of them. “Okay, y/n, nice try,” he’d laugh. If you don’t fidget, he’ll start to get a little more annoyed and will most likely resort to kicking you lightly with his foot. “If you don’t wake up now, I’ll start kicking harder,” he threatens. “Y/n, I’m serious, wake up.” “Y/n?” “Y/N.” “HEY, WAKE UP. SERIOUSLY.” He’ll get a little nervous if you keep it up, but he’d eventually bend down to check your breathing. And when he hears your breaths, he’ll laugh at you. He knows it’s fake. “If you’re gonna nap here, at least let me join you,” he says as he lies down on the floor next to you. When you give up and tell him it was a joke, he’ll smirk and be like, “yeah I told you I knew it was fake.”

Originally posted by meowtaetae


Oh my God this boy will screaM at the sight of you motionless on the floor. He’d look around the room to check if anyone is present to help him. But when he realizes it’s just you two, he’s gonna get right into shaking your shoulders desperately to wake you up. Being the emotional guy he is, he’d probably start crying if you don’t wake up in less than a minute lmao. Seungkwan would be so caught up in his emotions that he’d probably forget to call someone for help for a little while rip you if this was actually real. When you finally wake up and tell him it’s all a joke, he’ll happily hug you at first, knowing that everything is fine. However, he’s definitely gonna hold a grudge over it for the longest time omf.

Originally posted by fabulous-girl-here


He’d be laughing when he hears you scream out of shock, but when you “pass out” on him, Hansol’s gonna have this “oh shit” look all over his face. It would take a few moments for what just happened to sink in completely, and then he’ll start taking action to wake you up. He’s probably gonna shake your shoulder with a hand first, and then say your name a few more times. If you’re really still, he’ll bend his ear down to your chest to check for any heartbeat/breathing sounds. He’ll be convinced you only fainted, so he’ll drag you over to a chair or couch himself before calling on someone to help him out. “BOO,” you scream while Hansol is busy phoning another member for help. He’ll jolt up and then immediately smile. He won’t be that mad, but he’ll definitely bring it up later on when he’s asking you for favors, like “hey, y/n get me a drink.” “why?” “remember that one time you pretended to pass out on me and almost gave me a heart atta-” “OKAY FINE I GET IT, YOU’RE STILL SALTY. JEEZ.”

Originally posted by sneezes


Our poor baby would probably be the most worried out of everyone (aka the most gullible one out of svt in this situation lololol). As soon as you collapse to the ground, Chan will lower himself to you and yell your name out a couple times right into your face good luck. If that doesn’t work, his real panic mode will turn on and he’ll just have this super worried face as he tries to think of other ways to wake you up. He’d be hesitant to touch you, but he’ll probably lightly tap your cheeks with his hand to see if you’ll at least move. He wouldn’t hesitate to call out to one of his hyungs for help if nothing was working. Chan would be shocked to see you wake up and laugh at him all of a sudden because he would’ve definitely thought all of it was real LOL. He might be a little mad when he realizes you faked all of it, but he’ll get over it quickly bc hEY YOU DIDN’T ACTUALLY DIE ON HIM !11!!!1

Originally posted by 17-percent

alictf  asked:

Fic prompt: "Hiraeth" Caskett learns it's twins. Or Kate tells Castle ... Am I doing this right? ;)

Ahh, you did it! Well done. ;)

And here’s your fill, as promised:


Castle is there when she wakes, tracing circles on her stomach, tickling her skin with the barely there touch of his fingertips to her navel. She fell asleep waiting for him to return from Lily’s taekwondo class, swims slowly into consciousness now at the caress of his hand warm and heavy across her abdomen. 

Kate sighs, blinks the last of the nap from her eyes, and reaches for his wandering hand. His gaze lifts along with his smile as their eyes meet.

“Hey, good nap?” Castle murmurs, flipping his palm up atop the swell of her stomach. 

“Yeah,” she rasps, sliding her hand into his, twining their fingers. She shifts in the bed, tries to alleviate the discomfort of remaining in the same position for too long. 

She’s barely five months, but feels so much bigger than she was during this period of her first pregnancy. This is different from her time carrying Lily, so much more… strenuous. 

She should have known.

“Lily’s lesson?”

Castle’s eyes light up with that gleaming blue pride that overcomes his gaze anytime he talks about their daughter.

“She’s amazing. Such a great little fighter,” he grins, squeezing her hand. “She’s upstairs now, taking a quick shower.”

“Mm, I need to go next time. Love to watch her,” Kate murmurs, sitting up to prop her back against the headboard. Rick remains on his side, head supported by the stab of his elbow to the mattress, his hand slipping to curve over her thigh. 

“How was the ultrasound?” he asks next, the curiosity bright in his eyes. He hates missing anything, even the tiniest moments, but the appointment with her OBGYN conflicted with Lily’s lesson today and rescheduling wasn’t an option for either. 

Her husband has been fascinated by her pregnancy, mesmerized by the bump of her belly, never likes to stray far from it. She knows his hesitation is natural, that he’s a brilliant father, an incredible man, and wants to be a part of this pregnancy just as much as he was for Alexis’s, wanted to be for Lily’s. But he was robbed of experiencing Lily’s, missed the time she spent in Kate’s stomach, missed her birth, missed the first six years of her life. And she doesn’t think he will ever stop living with the guilt of that. 

She doesn’t think he’ll ever stop missing all that he lost. Even after getting most of it back. 

“Good,” Kate promises him, combing her fingers through his hair. “Everybody’s good.”

“Is our avocado developing okay?”

She huffs a laugh, furrows her fingers through the baby fine hairs at the base of his skull. She’s eighteen weeks pregnant and Castle has been tracking the size of the baby by a fruit and vegetable chart he found online. 

First the baby was the size of a blueberry, then a  kumquat, and now, an avocado. 

“There have definitely been some developments,” she hedges, biting her lip.  Castle glances up, a flash of concern immediately rippling through his gaze. She curves her palm at the back of his neck, presses her thumb to the sensitive spot behind his ear. “No, nothing bad. Just… unexpected.”

Rick sobers and sits up beside her, his hand remaining solid and reassuring along the muscle of her thigh.

He squeezes. “Tell me.”

She sucks in a shallow breath, already knows he would never be upset over the news. His reaction will be the opposite of unaccepting, but it’s just… a lot. A lot more than either of them were prepared for. 

“What would you think if I told you there were two avocados in there?”

He blinks, confusion chasing away the concern from his features, before realization sets in. 

His eyes go wide.

“Two… you mean twins? Are you - are you pregnant with twins?” he whispers, looking so amazed that she can’t help the smile that spills across her lips. Castle surges forward, his hands already cupping her face before he presses his smile to hers. 

Her spine seals against the headboard, but arches to meet him, her fingers clutching at the back of his neck. Their teeth clash and his laughter, the breathless sound of joy he releases, causes their kiss to fall apart. 

“The doctor - she’s sure?” he gets out, his thumbs stroking her cheeks, as if they just can’t stay still. Too much energy, excitement rushing through him.

Kate nods, calms his hands on her face with the cover of hers, drawing them down to tangle with hers atop her stomach once more. 

“Yeah, trust me, I made her check more than once,” she chuckles, watching his gaze flicker down. And if she thought he looked awed by the proof of life growing inside of her before… he looks absolutely blown away now. 

“Did she say what they are? Do we know the gender?” he whispers, his expression so soft, boyish with delight.

“No, she told me she could tell, but I didn’t want to know. Not when you weren’t there,” she admits. 

He leans in to kiss her again, smile still in place, but a little gentler this time, reverent. 

“We’re having twins,” he breathes, dropping his forehead to rest against hers. “What are we going to do with twins, Kate?” 

She laughs, shakes her head. “I have no idea. But we’ll make it work.”

“Lily’s going to be so excited.”

“Think so?” she murmurs, bumping his nose with hers. 

“She’s dying to be a big sister, thinks it’s the coolest thing in the world.”

“Thanks to Alexis,” Kate grins, circling her thumb over one of his knuckles. “I’m… I’m so glad you’re here for this, Rick.”

She lowers her eyes to their hands. 

“I never knew it could be so much… fun.”

“Kate,” he whispers, the sorrow seeping into his tone, but no, she doesn’t want that. She doesn’t want to feed that eternal guilt that surrounds the topic of her first pregnancy. She just wants him to know how much better he makes this experience, how much better her life is when he’s in it. 

“I was excited for Lily too,” she assures him, because she was. Despite his absence, the fear that he was never coming back to her, she always had the small seed of hope, the bright spot, that was their daughter developing inside of her. “It’s just so much better having you here to share it all with.”

“The feeling is definitely mutual,” he murmurs, tilting his chin to brush his lips between her brows, to her forehead, the line of her hair. “I’m not missing anything anymore.”

She wants to reassure him that she knows, that he’s proven it since the moment he found his way back to her, to their family, over three years ago. But instead, she slips her hands free from the twine of his, laces her arms around his neck. She can hear the shower cut off upstairs, the thump of Lily’s feet as she trots into her room to change into her pajamas. 

Kate sighs against his chin, lifts her head to murmur the word against his lips. 


Back in March I had some time to kill before going to an appointment and drawing Ardyn’s gross smug face helps me calm down, so I started doodling this. Now I continued because I’m super nervous again, haha…
I’ve been using this drawing as an icon because he’s absolutely disgusting. I love him!
And he won the poll but Square probably won’t do anything after all… ;A;

My Love Letter to INFJs

A while ago, I saw a post someone had written about ENFJs, and it honestly helped me a lot. I wanted to return the favor and write one about my favorite type. Anyone who’s followed me for any amount of time knows that I think INFJs are bae. I adore them so much, both as individuals and as a type.

So what qualifies me to write this post? I have three good friends who are INFJs and know several more beside. It’s probably unusual to be acquainted with so many people of this rare type, but we just gravitate toward each other, and I’m grateful for each and every one of them.

What I’ve noticed is that all of you have terrible self-esteem. Without fail. You all think that you’re horrible people and are so incredibly hard on yourselves (tell me who made you feel this way and they will have hell to pay from me), and it breaks my heart to see you feeling this way when I think you make the sun shine. So I decided to make this post.

INFJ, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

First of all, your energy is incredible. You have this quiet, yet intense energy, and it just draws people in. I can always tell when someone is an INFJ, because you all put off this same collected, focused, yet inviting energy. Even when you feel like the world is falling apart, you exude calm, and you’ve always helped ground me personally. When my world is falling apart, I can always go to you and you’ll calm me down. Just being around you is calming.

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Are You Jealous?

Wanna One’s Lai Guanlin X Reader

Fluff, angst 

TW: use of explicit language 

Word count: 3062

• you’re jealous

• boyfriend! Guanlin 

• ft. created solo idol, Hung Aeri  


hEeyy tiME TO TAKE ON MY BIAS AGAIN i love soft guanlin, thERE’S A LACK OF GUANLIN IN MY LIFE Fun fact: Guanlin has wrecked Sanggyun and Justin for the place of bias when it was still broduce 101 days….actually I was inCreDIBLY JUSTIN AND YUEHUA OBSESSED IN GENERAL pls stan them and go support my TOPPDOGG sons ;) 


Hung Aeri. 

You’ve known her for majority of your life, being classmates in high school and even sharing the same lunch table. It didn’t come as a shock when you found out she had debuted under Cube Entertainment as a solo idol, the whole school knew just how talented she was. She could sing and dance well and her bubbly and kind personality was incredibly attractive, it was the icing on the cake. 

Aeri never forgot her friends even though she had the busiest schedule, the two of you had gone out to try a new waffle bar recently. She even invited you over to her house, just for old times’ sake. You often found yourself waiting outside Cube’s studio in the evening for her and you would go out for dinner together. On occasion, Aeri would invite other trainees or artists. 

She practically introduced you to your current boyfriend, Lai Guanlin. He was a tad bit shy and awkward at your first dinner out as friends, Aeri only made the situation worse as she kept winking and sending sending suggestive looks but he warmed up to you and grew to love you. You owed Aeri so much, she pretty much got your life plan on track. 

So why were you feeling so bitter when Guanlin told you he would be working on a track with her? 

 It hurt, deep down inside. 

As much as you wanted to be happy and as excited as they were, you couldn’t bring yourself to, yet you still faked a smile and congratulated your friends. Guanlin was anticipating the song so much, his debut with Seonho would be happening soon and this would definitely give them a boost as Aeri was a well known singer already. 

“Jagi, why the sad face?” Guanlin poked the sides of your face, grinning. You were curled up on his couch in his living room…in his huge castle-like house. He had invited you over to hangout, nothing much. 

Your mind drifted to how many times he had brought Aeri over. 

Snap out of it Y/N, you scolded yourself. Let’s not think about that. 

You smiled back at Guanlin and reached for his hand. “Nothing, just a bit busy with school, that’s all. Final years are tougher than they look.” Your eyes caught a peep of something that was well hidden by his sweater sleeve, it seemed like ink. Tentatively, you pushed the material back to reveal a realistic looking tattoo. You gasped, glaring at Guanlin. He only chuckled, “Y/N, calm down. It’s only a temporary one. Aeri noona and I got bored and stuck on one part of the song so we looked temporary tattoos up and ordered some ink. Do you like it? Aeri noona did this one for me!” His smile only seemed to widen the more he talked about Aeri. 

Ahhh, the multi talented Hung Aeri. You remembered the times when the teacher caught her doodling in her sketchpad during classes and since you sat next to her, your hand often became a drawing block. She was very quick with small scribbles but the one she did on Guanlin’s arm was intricate and clearly took quite some time. 

The jealously monster in you was being fed very well today. “Ahh, Aeri unnie is good at these kind of things. Yes, it’s very pretty,” you praised, and it was the first truth in awhile. 

Guanlin tucked a stray lock of hair behind your ear. “Never as gorgeous as you,” he declared. “Nothing will ever compare.“ 

You blushed at his cheesy words but that didn’t help the guilt and envy bubbling inside of you.


"Hi! I’m a friend of Hung Aeri and Lai Guanlin. I brought them some cupcakes, could you pass them-”

“Just go in. They’re in studio four.” The annoyed staff who sat behind the counter typing absolutely nothing on her laptop said, dismissing you without a reply.

You rolled your eyes once you were pass the counter, what great security they have here. Or…it could be that you’ve visited too many times everyone here knows you by name. Still, shouldn’t they at least check my ID or get me to sign in? Nevermind. 

“Huh? Y/N!" 

You nearly jumped at the loud exclamation that was made, then realised who it was. 

It was your other good friend, Yoo Seonho. 

"Hello Y/N! You look very pretty today,” Seonho complimented, nearly knocking you over with his famous bear hugs. 

“Aye, you’re only complimenting me because I have cupcakes with me but thank you,” you replied, but softly because Seonho was squeezing the life out of you.

“I missed you Y/N! I’ve been working hard on our debut song! Do you want to hear it?” Seonho offered, taking your arm and strolling to his workroom anyway. 

You laughed and agreed to listen to the song. Knowing how much effort the boys put into it, it was bound to be worth it. Just as you predicted, the music was melodious, it was perfect. “It’s amazing! You will do so well! I’m so proud of you, Seonho,” you praised. “I’ll buy you another box of cupcakes!" 

Seonho perked up at this. "Really? You will?" 

You nodded your head with vigour. "Let’s go right now!”


You felt a sharp nudge in the ribs as you were paying for the cupcakes, you opened your mouth to reprimand Seonho but he put a finger over his lips and bobbed his head to the left. You took a glance at whatever he was looking at.



The two walked close together, giggling and whispering to each other with coffees in hand and her bag in Guanlin’s. They walked pass the cupcake shop Seonho and you were in but barely looked away from each other to take note of their surroundings. 

Your eyes nearly turned green with envy, it took a lot of effort to play it cool.

They’re just friends, Y/N. you reminded yourself. It’s nothing you should be worried about. 

You took Seonho’s arm and walked out of the shop. Guanlin and Aeri had disappeared long ago and you guessed it was back to Cube. 


“Y/N…” Seonho began in a small voice. When he had caught your attention, he continued. “Are-are you jealous of Aeri noona?" 

The response was immediate, you shot him an ‘oh, c'mon’ look. "What? No way. They’re friends too and I’m super excited for their track! My best friends are working on it together! It really couldn’t be any better. I’m not.” You said it loudly in an attempted to convince yourself too. 

Seonho eyed you, slightly alarmed by your outburst but he shook it off. 

It was a silent journey back to the Cube building - minus Seonho already ripping open his box of cupcakes and devouring them. 

You were refreshing your message inbox, hoping for a message from Guanlin but of course, there was none. 

“You shouldn’t lie to yourself Y/N. I know you are not okay with it.” Seonho’s words cut through the quietness like a knife. 

The both of you reached Cube’s front door, Seonho pushed it open. 

Your jaw dropped. Was I that transparent? But I’m really okay with it. You twiddled your thumbs together. 

“Y/N….you can never lie to me,” Seonho said. 

“Am I that bad?” You asked, ashamed. 

Seonho shook his head and smiled. “No, I’m just one very observant friend. Have you gotten past Guanlin hyung or Aeri noona with your lies?" 

You had to think hard about that one. 

"I think they knew but let it drop. This isn’t something you can let go easily. It’s hard but trust me, Guanlin wouldn’t cheat on you. Believe that." 

Then Seonho spun away and vanished into his workroom with his box of cupcakes like he was never standing in front of you. 

Your mind wandered to what your good friend had said. 

Am I jealous? 


The answer to your question came on Thursday night when Guanlin called you just before you fell asleep. 

You had answered in delight, wanting to talk to him too and it was a rare moment for his busy schedule kept him occupied every minute. You didn’t understand how he could balance so well, it was a blessing. 

However, your happiness was short lived and so was the call. 

Your boyfriend had only called to tell you that he wouldn’t be able to make it for Friday’s date night. He sounded regretful, apologetic and exhuasted so you let it go and told him to rest. Guanlin told you he was still in the studio, still working on the track. You asked about Aeri as you hadn’t talked to her in a long time too. Guanlin replied with a simple ‘she’s tired too but we’re happy to be working together. We’re more than just colleagues now. She misses you as well,”. 

He ended the call and you couldn’t help but have a restless night, knowing that both your friends were beyond bone-tired but still worked so hard. Unable to sleep, you checked Guanlin’s Snapchat story at 1.43 am and found that they were recording, it made you smile. But you couldn’t help but feel you were left out, Aeri had brought along tons of fantastic snacks that seemed to vanish quickly. 

You aren’t an artist Y/N, you’re just a college student. Sigh, look at Aeri unnie, so perfect, so slim and pretty. She can sing and dance well too, what are you? Guanlin probably deserves someone better… someone like Aeri. He’s probably happier with her. 

Aeri’s story was updated at 3.27 am with a picture that made your stomach churn and heart crack. 

It appeared they were spending the night at the studio, she and Guanlin had built a pillow fort and were cuddling inside of it. 

You had never done that with Guanlin. 

There was a video uploaded fifteen minutes later. You tapped on it. 

“Sigh, Guanlin offered to crash at his house since my apartment would be locked by now but I can’t do that to him,” she said and you couldn’t help but notice the terrible eye bags under her eyes and the close proximity between them. She zoomed in on Guanlin’s face, he held up a peace sign. “Goodnight Snapchat." 

It wasn’t a good night for you. You could feel the bitterness bubbling and threatening to spill.

Guanlin’s parents ushered you into the house, they were apologetic that they had to leave for a wedding dinner soon but promised to talk another time. 

You loved his parents. 

And so did they. 

You waited for Guanlin to come home, he had left for the studio again in the morning but today was one of the last days so he would be returning early. You texted him to say that you were in his room. 

Saturdays passed by lazily, all you wanted to do was cuddle with Guanlin so he would get some sleep. 

He probably has Aeri for that. 

No, stop it Y/N.

It was around 6 pm when he arrived home, you heard the opening and closing sound of the gate and doors. 

Something puzzled you, Guanlin seemed to be talking to someone. He pushed open the door and spotted you sitting at his desk, his eyes widened in surprise. "Y/N?" 

"Hey, how have you been?” You approached him for a hug which he gave half heartedly. 

“Uh, good. Why are you here? When did you get here?” He looked just as confused as you were. 

“I sent you a text? Did you not get it?” Guanlin scrolled through his phone and nodded. “No, sorry. I did. Aeri noona was playing with my phone just now. I’m sorry Y/N." 

You dismissed it with a wave of your hand and wished all that pent up jealously and guilt would too. "Is she downstairs?” You asked. 

Guanlin nodded, “But not for long. She just wanted to drop a gift off then she’s leaving. You should go say hi,” he added. 

Your 'hi’ wouldn’t be so friendly and you really didn’t want to hurt her.

Thankfully, Aeri yelled a cheerful goodbye and slammed the door shut just as you were halfway down the stairs. 

Guanlin had changed out into a more comfortable set of clothes, grey sweatpants and a black sweater. He sat on his bed and pat the space next to him, inviting you to join him.

A comfortable yet constrained silence settled between you and him. 

“Y/N? Are you angry with me?” He sounded so nervous and guarded you nearly burst into tears. “I’m sorry I haven’t spent as much time with you as I normally do." 

"It’s okay, I bet you enjoy it more with Aeri unnie,” you snapped, then a huge bulk of unease and guilt washed over you. 

You knew Guanlin was unpredictable and wasn’t exactly the best at managing his emotions, you understood, both of you were young. Your face changes as fast as you change outfits. 

Guanlin scoffed. “Are you seriously being like is? We’re friends!" 

"Well, it sure didn’t seem like it. I didn’t know you liked noonas more.” You were upset and angry…and acting purely on emotions. 

“If I did, I’d be dating her by now. Do you not trust me?” Guanlin yelled, jumping off his bed. “Do you trust me Y/N?" 

Your mouth was clamped shut. 

Guanlin chuckled and shook his head. "I knew it. I knew you couldn’t trust me. Do you think i’m so dumb to chase after noonas even when I have a girlfriend? Thanks Y/N. I get it, Aeri noona is gorgeous, she’s talented, she’s all every man wants but guess what, I thought I was doing the right thing by turning her down and being loyal to you. Turns out, you don’t trust me at all. That’s a key point in a relationship but now that I know ours doesn’t have one…I don’t know if I want to keep it,” he growled. 

“Guanlin, wait! I’m sorr-" 

"Save it! I don’t want to hear your damn excuses.”

“It’s not completely my fault! The nights spent together in the studio, cuddling! The tattoo! All those times you went out together looking like a couple! How can you think for a minute that I wouldn’t feel jealous!” You screamed, causing Guanlin to recoil in shock for you had never raised your voice at anyone, especially him. “Lai Guanlin. I’m sorry I didn’t trust you, but it isn’t my fault that I naturally felt envious because my boyfriend was constantly with another woman!" 

"So you’re going to blame me for how you feel? Is that so? Well, Y/N…I’m sorry about that but I’m sure you’re old enough to control your own emotions! God! Who knew I would be dating an emotional bitch?” He spat, running a hand through his hair and huffing in annoyance. 

You were stunned beyond words. Guanlin had never called anyone such a derogatory term. He realised what he had said and immediately, his posture changed. His face fell. “Y/N, I didn’t-" 

"I don’t care! I never thought I’d date an insensitive prick like you!” You pointed a an accusing finger at him, tears already streaming down your cheeks. “To think I wasted all my time and love on you." 

With that, you grabbed your bag and stormed out of his house, ignoring his desperate calls. 


The night reflected how you felt, it was dark and stormy, rain fell from the skies endlessly. All you had been doing was laying face down on your bed, sobbing until your eyes hurt. You were grateful your parents hadn’t posed any questions, your mother had called you out to eat but left quickly when you ignored her. 

You curled up under your blankets, wearing Guanlin’s old sweater. It swamped you but it provided warmth and comfort. The fact that you might never see him again because of a stupid fight made you feel like the worst person in the whole world. You just hoped his friendship with Aeri wouldn’t be affected. 

Knock, knock. 

You refused to answer, pulling your blanket over your head and pretending to be fast asleep despite the rebellious tears that still rolled down your face. Wait, those footsteps are too heavy to be my mum’s…or dad’s. 


You kept your mask on even as Guanlin sat next to your bed, he was pretty tall so his face was right next to yours. You felt him lean his head against your bed, his hair nearly tickling your nose. 

"Ahhh Y/N, I was hoping you wouldn’t be asleep but I suppose today’s been really rough for you,” he muttered, not knowing you were listening. “It’s really all my fault. I never meant to yell at you or cause you heartache but I suppose I did and I’m sorry. I’m sorry I called you a bitch, you really aren’t. You’re the best, most awesome and swag girlfriend I could ever ask for. You always know how to handle situations well, I must have pushed you over the edge for you to yell at me like that.” He chuckled softly. 

More tears dampened your pillow. 

“Look at my jagi, crying even as you sleep. Please stop. I hope you aren’t dreaming of what happened today but you probably are and I regret it." 

You felt his fingers brush over your face as he wiped away your tears. 

"There’s a lot I wish I could say when you’re awake but I don’t have the courage to at all. Let’s talk more in the morning. Goodnight Y/N, I love you. Please don’t break up with me,” Guanlin whispered before pressing a soft kiss to your cheek and slumping down beside your bed. 

You were sure he was knocked out cold before you declared, “I would never dream of it." 

Guanlin awoke to you peppering tender kisses all over his face and running your hands through his fluffy hair. He was shocked but pleasantly surprised. 


"I love you too. Let’s not break up." 

He beamed brightly despite how sleepy he was and pulled you in for a tight hug, rubbing circles on the small of your back.

"Goodnight jagi, sweet dreams." 

And in Guanlin’s arms, under your duvet, you sure did.

Coffee Shop AU

Courfeyrac, borderline addicted to coffee, getting stress headaches from withdrawal. Only Combeferre, favourite customer, can relieve it.

Montparnasse, marked so low on customer interaction, but his coffee art is amazing. His hands work miracles.
He also totally nearly threw a skinny-wet-decaf- extra hot- latte at someone before AngelCosette™ calmed him down.

Grantaire, the hungover student that crouches down by the heater with an espresso hiding from the early morning customers.
(apart from the tall blonde one)

Bousset, the one that ALWAYS finds questionable fluids in the bathroom, and always draws the short straw to clean it up.

TerminallyDone™ Manager Valjean, looking at his staff and sighing.

“How does Ambient look, Grantaire?”

Cosette who spends so long doing the dishes she starts to talk to them.

Give me the side-eyed aggrieved glances when the words ‘decaf flat white’ are spoken aloud

I see so many fluffy Coffee Shop AU’s, and as a Barista I just have to shake my head.
It is nowhere near that romantic, and the queue disappearing is never that convenient.
Give me cynical, caffeine addicted Amis. Give me death-glare-for-awkward-customer Minette.
Give me real life Coffee Shop happenings!!!!!

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Fic: Finding the Words

8k words, G rated

Scorpius is being weird – more weird than normal, that is. He’s spending longer than ever in the library, he hasn’t spoken to Albus in weeks, and he keeps forgetting to do his homework. Albus is determined to find out what’s wrong with him and help. That’s just what you have to do when your best friend is upset. 

Thanks to @abradystrix for being a stellar human being and beta, and thanks to @the-eighth-story for nudging me to add the last scene. <3 

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Why I really enjoyed episode 21?

I’ve decided to sum up my feelings from chapter 21 which was, in my opinion, really great. Why? Okay… firstly the setting… finally we have almost whole chapter set somewhere else than Sangwoo’s house, basement or some place in the city. It kinda felt refreshig.

Secondly at the beginning I felt that nothing interesting will happend but at the end I realized how many f..kin’ important moments there were. Like the fact that we get to know a drop of Sangwoo’s past and his parents.

Plus as someone mentioned here… we have here another small hint that his mother may had some psychological issues (ehm… was e.g., insane). Another thing is, that we get to know that Sangwoo is having hallucinations (I think someone also mentioned there that in first season SW said that sometimes he heard how she’s banging on the door… like hello… your mom is dead boi - so you know what i mean). This time it was a man crossing the road.

Another information considering Sangwoo is, that somehow he’s afraid of bleeding. Meaning when he’s bleeding. I was thinking why? And how’d even happened that he started bleeding? Bite his tongue or mouth? But he would have felt it or not? And why he freaked out so much because of such insignificat thing? Since he murdered so many people and see their blood. It’s definitely something what we will found out later.

So now they are hiking. Beautiful nature. I dunno how Koogi’s doing it but everytime when I see her drawings where’s just everyday life and so on I feel like it’s real (I would die for animated version to be honest xD). Everything looks calm. Bum fell down, Sangwoo helped him to get up (nice). Now cute Bum.

And after cute Bum we see, again, upset Sanwgoo. Now let me get off the point here and let’s see Sangwoo’s shocked and not-so-calm expressions aka something which we are not able to see at him.

Honestly I was so satisfied when I could see Sangwoo knocked off balance (that little d..k). That he can freak out too. Anyway now we get to know another information from his past aka where he dig a grave for his father. And after knocking Bum into water his expression is somehow nostalgic and maybe sad?

SANGWOO could you just… stop looking so freakin’ good, because you are evil… you are murderer… you are crazy and I don’t want to have wild imaginations about me and you in this hot tub!!!

Okay… sorry for this outburst, but seriously… he is the worst person ever but I still kinda love him? (I know I know… but please don’t hate me xD ). Anyway in a hot tub we can see kinda cute scene between Bum and Sangwoo… and somehow I felt like Sangwoo is being honest and that his feelings are real. Just look at this scene.

He really looks genuine not some kind of a game. Maybe it is just stoopid me and deluding myself that Sangwoo can be nice and sweet too (LOL you wish). To sum it up (sorry for such a long post) this chapter was about Sangwoo and I dare to say about REAL Sangwoo without any ulterior motives. We get to know more information about his past and it was kinda nice. Plus… Koogi’s art is getting better and better every chapter! I LOVE YOU KOOGI! Keep on doing such an amazing work <3