Can we get some appreciation for Coran and how much he does?
Okay, so I was looking for Coran’s eye color (because I couldn’t remember it) and then I started to look at the list of occupations:
Look at this! LOOK AT THIS! This man has a full plate on his hands. He’s so important and pretty much the key to getting the paladins as far as they have in being true paladins.
He’s been Royal Adviser for a while so there’s no doubt he’s got experience with knowing how to get a kingdom/empire to stay functional and diplomatically handle situations. He’s experienced in advising people on what they should do in tight situations.
Mechanical Engineer. He’s the one that keeps the ship up and running (later with the help of Hunk and Pidge I don’t doubt and I have no doubt he teaches them how things work when they have questions or seem to struggle with something).
Helmsman of the Castle of Lions. He can fly not just the Castle, but probably anything he gets thrown into and if he doesn’t know he’ll probably learn quick, fast, and in a hurry.
Part-time chief for the Team Voltron. Okay so his cooking skills are probably a 50/50 on it being actually tasty to humans (and sometimes even Alteans), but I’m pretty sure he’s been to war and had to make do with what he had to feed not just himself, but probably a platoon.
Chief Medical Officer. This means when the paladins get hurt, he’s taking care of it with or without the help of another. After everything was said and done, he was probably the main one to take care of Lance’s wounds after being seriously injured when the Rover imposter blew up.
Chief Trainer. He was probably part of the military force of Altea so he’s probably experienced in training others to fight in the first place. This is how he probably knows how to train the paladins. Also because of this experience (and probably experience interacting with the former paladins) he has initial doubt because these are just children and they seem to have no experience in fighting (save for Shiro and maybe Keith).
He knows nothing about their capabilities so of course he has doubts if they can make it as paladins, but as he learns more about them, he gets better at training them and finding methods to help them grow in their roles.
We’re gonna keep going with the fighting expertise. We see how he gets in a defensive stance when Pidge yells at Allura.
See how he turns his body? He’s ready to lunge to her defense at a moments notice if any of the paladins take a turn for the worse and attack her. And what happens when the food get’s thrown at her? He shows fighting experience and blocks the food so that not only she is protected, but himself so he can keep defending her should the need arise (despite it not being fatal to get food on his clothes
Even on the wikia it says “The eyes of a man who’s seen far, far too much pain in his lifetime.”
Look at his face:
Those are the eyes of someone that’s seen too much pain in his lifetime. As I’ve previously stated: there’s a high probability he’s been to war and that’s a lot of pain and suffering.
Teacher of the paladins. Trainer and teacher are two completely different things. While yes, trainers teach, they merely train a certain aspect. As a teacher he gives life lessons and gives them guidance. As a teacher he cares about his students as we see here:
When Lance is homesick he comforts him as best he can. He understands because he’s homesick, too (the only difference being he can never go back to his home because it was destroyed).
He teaches them lessons about things they had no prior knowledge of.
Hunk doesn’t know that the Balmera is a living thing or why they shouldn’t yank the crystals out of the earth, but Coran doesn’t yell at him over not knowing or get frustrated. He calmly explains, “It’s not a planet. Balmera are ancient animals. Petrified, but still alive. Their bodies naturally create the crystals that help power many Altean ships. I often accompanied my grandfather to visit these majestic creatures when he was building the Castle of Lions.”
Long story short, give this man some love because he’s so underappreciated.
a friendly reminder that no matter how many bad books we read there’ll always be soc a.k.a the true masterpiece of our time which is like a safe blanket for murder babies and you can throw it over your head and pretend you’re on your way to a big heist or smth equally dangerous (but exciting) :’) and while you’re dreaming of $$$kruge$$$ you might also wanna remember that soc has:
- a bi poc character who didn’t dance around the term hgtawm style and pull some lame explanation out of his ass ala ‘it’s complicated’ but he actually said ‘not just girls’ so yeah confirmed bi poc who’s a KNOWN flirt and everybody praises him for it instead of mocking/shunning him honestly what did we do to deserve jesper fahey - a disabled gang leader who’s literally thE BADDEST BARREL BOSS TO EVER WALK THE STREETS OF KETTERDAM caw caw bitches (he also has severe ptsd, panic attacks, suffers from traumatic flashbacks and experiences nausea and all kinds of ptsd symptoms everytime he (even accidentally) touches someone but does that limit or stop him in any way?? HELL NO MOFOS here comes kaz brekker with his crow cane and he’s about to whoop some ass better beware) - a beautiful, amazing, talented, showstopping, spectacular, never the same woc who is basically?? everyone’s treasure, heart, love, most cherished person ever, role model, etc. etc. and it’s only right tbh inej ghafa owns my entire heart and i’d gladly give it to her over and over again if that would make her smile. she’s been sold into slavery (mentions/hints of prostitution which only adds to her bravery and strength thank you very much) when she was 14 but she managed to leave the past behind her and remain INCREDIBLY kind and humble despite all the shit she’s been through?? there is no character i adore, respect and love more than inej (okay maybe there is and inej calls her sankta alina b y e) - a CANONICALLY. FAT. FEMALE CHARACTER WHO’S JUST!!! AMAZING. BREATHTAKING. HEART-STOPPING (literally). a true inspiration to us all who was also held captive when she was younger, trained by the mighty (goddess on earth) zoya nazyalensky, held captive again - this time by a gross ass, fanatic ass fjerdan nazi soldier/leader and lemme tell you she didn’t even lose her appetite. BOI she wasn’t even fazed. she couldn’t find a single fuck to give & she was determined to move on but she was plagued by guilt so she came back to save/help the boy who helped HER so she’s not just a pretty face and she’s so?? badass and smart and funny and fierce and she’s so fucking PROUD of every roll and curve on her body i could actually cry?? nina zenik, an actual muse for young girls/readers. nina zenik, life & wife goals - a smol (very smol but also kind of a sinnamon roll tbqh? he aspires to be one anyway) angelic boy who comes from a TERRIBLY abusive home bc his father is an actual piece of shit and humiliated him all his life bc wylan couldn’t read. well guess what joke’s on van eck senior bc my boy, my CANONICALLY GAY SON, is smarter than him and his entire sorry lot and he’s gonna take over the world one day, you just wait. also just wants to make things go boom boom POW (usually regarding explosives but also applies to jesper a.k.a THE MOST PERFECT, CARING, WONDERFUL BF EVER) - a big yellow tulip also known as matthias helvar. so matthias is that boy who helped nina escape the clutches of his scary boss and he’s the actual literal embodiment of the grumpy cat. but!!! he undergoes the biggest character development of all imo bc he manages to change for the better (bit by bit, brick by brick) and let me tell you that’s COMMENDABLE. like listen this is a young man who’s been brainwashed into hating everything nina & the rest of kaz’s merry band of misfits stand for. he’s been taught nothing but hate hate and more hate and he manages to turn his back on those prejudices and he opened up so much and we got to see so much more of him in ck and we learned that he’s super kind and sweet and giving, and he’s so pure and wonderful and amazing. he also loves nina zenik A LOT which is smth i can get behind and relate to 100000% - last but not least kuwei, who’s not ~an official~ member of kaz’s vip club (pity pity pity) but. he’s a gay poc (asian!!! the same as tamar&tolya from tgt so please don’t whitewash him, it’s unacceptable) who’s sassy but kind of laid back at the same time and his favourite pastime is to just chill in the back and pretend he’s not listening/doesn’t know the lingo but guess what?? boy is like an international spy bc he understands more than he lets on. he also lost his father (which kind of turned him into a living prize bc everybody wanted him for his knowledge & chemistry skills, like he could probably cook up a deadly virus in three minutes if he was feeling inspired that day - which never happened but still. it’s good to have options) and yet never complained about anything and he just let that drama unroll like 👀👂 I HATE DRAMA 🎧🔍📝 overall deserved better
Requested to do
the ‘dating Zach Dempsey would include’ but with a booknerd fem!reader :)
- Getting to see how smart
Zach is, everyone thought Zach was under average when it came to smarts
but when you start to date him you find out just how smart he is, not in the
stereotypical Asian guy can do any math way, he was terrible at math but he was an A+ bio
student and knew more about marine life than anyone you’ve ever met.
- Hand holding lots of hand
holding, Zach is big on holding hands whether it’s while you’re walking to class
or under the table during lunch or even at the library while he stands
patiently next to you as you take your time looking at all the books, you don’t
mind all the hand holding since your hands are always cold and Zach’s much larger
ones are always so warm and soft.
- Going on dates to the
aquarium, your favourite place to go to on weekend dates is the aquarium, you
like watching all the fish swim around therapeutically and you love watching
Zach’s eyes light up as he sees the aquatic animals he’s usually reading and studying about
- Cuddling on cold rainy
days, Zach is a massive teddy bear when it comes to cuddles, he loves to be
cuddled and also loves to be the cuddler and when it’s a cold rainy day that’s
the perfect time to sit on the couch and watch movies while cuddling each other.
Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 2,528
fluff, sarcasm, bad date, implied sexual situations (no smut)
A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?” I think this will have at least seven parts, so Kait, please feel free to disregard it till it’s completed :)
When Stiles invites Derek over for dinner on their second date, it seems that Stiles’ pet parrot is determined to ruin his life. Then again, maybe birds actually make the best wingmen…
aka: 3-in-the-morning-me read an unrelated text post on parrots and happened to be making sterek icons, and went hey, sterek plus parrots!
“Dude,” Scott sighs. “If it makes you this nervous, just don’t
“Excuse you?” Stiles scoffs. “Don’t go on my date with Derek? Is that what you just said? You’re
not going to make me give you the speech on his eyes again, are you? Because I
have it memorized, man, and-”
“No, no, no!” Scott says, waving his PS4 controller wildly.
When his Titan gets shot, he mutters, “Worth it. I just meant that if you don’t
want to have him over here, then don’t. Go out somewhere instead.”
“I can’t,” Stiles groans. “You know I can’t. He cooked me
dinner for our first date, so I have to cook him dinner for our second.”
It’s only fair, really. The only problem is his and Scott’s
apartment is a mess, his cooking skills are mostly limited to super healthy and not-date-worthy stuff for his dad, and—though Stiles doesn’t view
it as much of a problem, considering the number of nights Allison has spent
here—Scott’s being sexiled for the night. Technically Stiles told him he could stay in his room, if he wanted, considering the worst thing they’ll probably do tonight is kiss, but thankfully Scott was much more into the idea of making out with Allison than listening to Stiles potentially make out with Derek.
“Look, it’s pretty clean in here for two college guys,” Scott
reasons, for the tenth time today. Stiles is pretty sure it’s just because he
doesn’t want to stop playing Destiny in favor of vacuuming. “I seriously doubt he’ll
care if you order takeout, anyway. You just gotta chill. Right, Iago?”
Scott had taught Stiles’ parrot to respond ‘right, Scott’
anytime he hears ‘right, Iago?’ two years ago, and still takes far too much
pleasure in having a bird agree with
Stiles feels very little sympathy when Scott gets gunned
down again as he beams over at the cage.
“Scott’s an overly-optimistic knucklehead who doesn’t understand the woes of us normal people who aren’t dating our first love five years later, right,
Iago?” Stiles asks.
“Nice place,” Derek says, hanging his jacket on one
of the hooks by the door. “And dinner smells great.”
“Ah, it’s nothing,” Stiles says, despite having slaved over
the stove for three hours. “Lasagna. Here, c’mon, let’s sit down.”
Derek follows him to the living room, but when he sits down
on the couch, Derek doesn’t join him. Instead, he walks over to Iago’s cage,
“You have a parrot?”
“Oh, yeah,” Stiles says, adjusting himself so he’s facing them.
“His name’s Iago.”
“Does he talk?”
“Yeah, actually. It’s kinda awesome. He only understands
about as much as a dog, probably, but if you say something enough times he’ll start to repeat it, and he understands a few basic things. Like, um- Iago, hello!”
“Hello!” Iago squawks.
Derek smiles–the amazing, warm one that makes his eyes
crinkle—and Stiles never wants it to go away. And if that means playing with
his bird instead of making small talk? Well, he’s not going to complain.
“Iago, this is Derek,” Stiles says, even though he won’t really
get that one.
Unfortunately, he does seem to remember the word ‘Derek’.
“Derek is the best!”
Stiles’ eyes practically bug out of his head, because that’s
actually something he says all the time, and the last thing he needs is for
Iago to start parroting everything he’s ever heard about Derek, because… no.
Derek glances over at Stiles, eyebrow raised.
“Just a trick we taught him,” Stiles explains, with a nervous
laugh. “If you say ‘this is someone’, he’ll say they’re the best.”
He stands and rushes over, grabbing the towel they use to
cover Iago’s cage before Derek can get a chance to test that lie.
“Say bye, Iago,” Stiles says, draping the cloth over his
“He’s cute,” Derek says, as Stiles ushers him over to the
couch. “He’s named after the bird in Aladdin, right?”
“Yeah, he’s great,” Stiles agrees. “And yep. How’d you know?”
Derek’s awesome, but something about his leather jacket and
black Camaro doesn’t give off much of an I-watch-Disney-movies-in-my-spare-time vibe.
“I’ve got a lot of nieces and nephews,” Derek says. He
smiles again at the thought, which is far too adorable. “I’ve seen every kids’
movie more times than I can count. Or would even want to count.”
“Aw, that’s cool. I’m an only child, but I wouldn’t be
surprised if Scott and his girlfriend start planning-”
The ding of the oven cuts him off.
“Um, gimme one sec,” he says, patting Derek’s knee–don’t ask
why, dear God, he has no idea why—and
getting up to check on dinner. “Be right back.”
Stiles takes the pan out of the oven, setting it down on the
“Derek?” he calls.
“It’s ready?” Derek calls back, at the same time Iago repeats,
“Iago, stop it!” Stiles orders, poking his head into the
“Stop it!” he echoes. It’s another of his favorite things to say, unfortunately. “Derek! Stop it!
“Sorry, Derek,” Stiles sighs. “He’s a jerk sometimes.”
“It’s fine,” Derek says, standing from the couch. “Not a problem.”
Before he reaches the kitchen, though, Iago interrupts again.
“Derek! Derek! Derek is so hot!”
Derek freezes. Stiles freezes. Iago, unfortunately, does not
“Derek is so hot!” he repeats, from underneath his towel. “Derek is so hot! Derek is so hot!”
Stiles’ cheeks are probably as red
as Iago’s feathers.
“That another trick?” Derek asks,
raising an eyebrow as the bird continues his ode to Derek’s hotness in the
“Or just one of the things he picked up
Stiles is going to die. He is
actually, literally going to fall on the floor and have his heart stop beating
from sheer embarrassment.
Or he would do that, except then Derek winks.
He fucking winks, then smirks, then
walks back over to the birdcage, pulling the cover off.
“Derek is so hot!” Iago repeats
vehemently upon its removal. “Derek is the best! Derek is so hot!”
“Stiles is so hot,” Derek tells him
Stiles gapes at him, but Derek
doesn’t even look over.
“Stiles is so hot,” he says again. “Stiles.”
“Stiles is so hot!” Iago agrees. “Derek
is so hot! Stiles is so hot!”
“Smart bird,” Derek says, finally glancing over at Stiles.
He’s smiling again, and Stiles decides he very well may
die, but perhaps not for the reason he thought.
When Scott gets home the next day and asks how the date
with Derek went, only for Iago to squawk ‘Derek is so hot! Stiles is so hot!’, he flops down on the couch, muttering, “I take it back. I don’t even want to guess what that’s about.”
what I mean: I’m only on the second day of V’s route and Saeran is already breaking my heart. I came into this route with V as my main focus, and he’s still the one I’m aiming to concentrate on, but Saeran being there is also really depressing. It’s morbid how he easily manipulates the MC and weaves a web of lies with ease, but then you give him a gentle compliment regarding his cooking skills or him being warmhearted, you immediately get a genuine, positivie reaction. Saeran is clearly still being drugged and brainwashed at this stage, which is why he is doing all of this, but to see him react so happily to any signs of genuine
appreciation makes my soul ache. This kid has literally never gotten love or affection from anyone except his enstranged brother, and getting it from someone now makes him so surprised and ecstatic. To see him lose his manipulative tendencies and facade in a split second of emotion.. It’s almost too much, I hope he’s happy and reuinted with Saeyoung at the end of the route because he’s kind of stomping on my heart right now
“Levi! It’s them
– survey corps!” Farlan announced the moment he spotted the wings of freedom
crest on the soldiers’ uniforms.
“You know what that means.” Levi
answered, focused in front of him.
“It’s the job.” It was Isabel this
Levi didn’t bother to say anything
else, they did plan this over and over, anyway. Still, hesitation is creeping
up on him. Doing this job meant going to the surface. And going up there meant
leaving the underground behind – which is good, except for the fact he’ll be
leaving you as well.
“Tsk, that idiot.” Levi muttered
before the three of them separated and began their plan.
Request:Bts reacts to your lips tasting sweet? (Sorry if that’s a bit weird)
(Gifs not mine. Credit to original poster/owner).
You and Jin would be cooking something to help him unwind after a long day of practice. Every time he turned his back you’d quickly lick some of the cake mix off your fingers, making sure he didn’t see so he wouldn’t give out to you for “wasting his delicious food” and go on a rant about how you didn’t appreciate his superior cooking skills. After putting the cake in the oven he rested his head against the shelf and let out a deep sigh. You pushed yourself up onto the counter and started staring at him, taking a moment to appreciate your beautiful boyfriend. He looked up and caught you staring and a slight blush crept across your cheeks, but you didn’t look away. He smiled and leaned in to kiss you. He pulled back almost immediately, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Jagi?” He asked. “Hmmm?” you answered, slipping off the counter, already knowing he’d caught on. “Why do your lips taste…sweet?” “I don’t know what you mean,” you shrugged innocently. “Don’t lie to me, I know my food.” He stepped closer. “And I know my own cake mix.” You prepared yourself for another rant but instead he leaned in again, and the kiss lasted a lot longer this time. You were slightly breathless when he drew back, a cocky smile on his lips. “I knew I was a good cook.”
You knew the rules when you were sick. Yoongi was an idol, and being sick meant not preforming. You didn’t want to be the reason he couldn’t do something he loved so you had both come up with a set of rules to stop that from happening. But you had to admit not being able to see him while battling a chest infection was hard and even though you’d never give him the satisfaction of hearing you say it, you missed him. You were feeling better, but you told him to stay away to be on the safe side. You figured one more day of sleeping on the couch should put you right. The next thing you knew you were being shaken awake and you groggily opened your eyes to see Yoongi smiling at you. You first instinct was to hug him but instead you pushed him back. “What are you doing?!?!!?” “Calm down,” he rolled his eyes. “I’m only checking in, just don’t cough on me.” You sighed and brushed your hair out of your face. You checked the time and realised you’d forgotten about your medicine completely. “Can you please just pass me the bottle beside you?” you asked. “You’re pretty unenthusiastic for someone who hasn’t seen their boyfriend in days,” he picked up the bottle, glancing at the label. “Ugh, medicine.” “I have an excuse for being unenthusiastic…for once, I’m sick!” you replied “And I actually don’t mind that medicine, it’s really sugary.” You poured the medicine onto the spoon and took it. “Unfortunately I meant it when I said I was just checking in, I literally have to go back right now.” Out of instinct he leaned down and gave you a quick peck on the lips to say goodbye. You laughed at the puzzled face he made when he drew back. “What??” you asked. “Your lips are really sweet” he said “What..? Oh! the medicine,” you realised, wiping your sleeve across your mouth. “You’re right it’s actually nice!” he said. “Or was it your lips? Let my try again!” He leaned in but you pushed him back. “No! You’re not getting sick because of me!” He fell back and picked up the bottle of medicine, putting a drop on his finger. Before you could stop him he licked the drop off his finger and shook his head in over dramatic disappointment. “I knew it!” he said. “It’s not the same.”
You looked up at the menu of his favourite coffee shop. You already knew what to get him but you weren’t really in the mood for your usual coffee. You saw there was a toasted marshmallow hot chocolate and figured you’d try it. Roughly 5 minutes later you were opening the door to the studio as quietly as possible as not to disturb him. His forehead was pressed against the table but you knew he wasn’t asleep as his fingers were drumming a steady beat against the table. You recognised the signs of writer’s block all too well so you silently placed his coffee in front of him. You pulled up the other office chair and started drinking your hot chocolate. A minute later he let out a deep sigh and looked up at you, taking a sip of his coffee. “Don’t pressure yourself,” you said. “What are you writing about? Maybe I can help?” “That’s exactly the problem!” he said. “I have no idea what to write about! It feels like I’ve already done everything,” he sighed. “Maybe I should just give up for today,” he said. Before he could go back to his finger drumming state you took hold of his chin, pulling his face up so he was looking directly into your eyes. “Don’t worry,” you said. “You are my genius boyfriend and you will always think of something.” He smiled and closed the distance between you two. He pulled back pretty fast and the side of his mouth was lifted in a smile. “How do your…” he said “What?” you asked nervously. “How do your lips taste so sweet?” he laughed. “Oh!” you said, laughing with him. “I tried a new drink,” you said, lifting your cup and shaking it in front of him. “Hmmmm I like it!” he said kissing you again, for longer this time. Eventually you pushed him away, putting a hand up to your cheek to hide it’s redness. “Stop!” you said. “Your coffee’s getting cold!” “I think I’ve found something I prefer,” he grinned. Suddenly a thoughtful look came across his face, his smile widening. “I’ve never written a song about a girl with sweet lips…”
Dancing with Hobi was one of your favourite ways to spend your time, and It’s how you’d spend most of your time together. After another few hours of dancing together, you collapsed into a heap against the mirror at the back of the room, completely out of breath. You picked up your bottle of black currant and drained the entire thing. You leaned back and watched your boyfriend dance, admiring his natural talent. After a few minutes he stopped the music and plopped down beside you. He took a minute to get his breath back, he was clearly exhausted. He sighed and put his head in your lap. “Hobi!” you protested, “Get off.” “Can’t,” he replied. “I have been put into a dance coma and the only way to wake me up is true love’s kiss!” You suppressed a smile and pretended to be annoyed. “Is this the only way you’ll get off me???” He didn’t reply, just pursed his lips and made kissy noises at you. You sighed and rolled your eyes, then leaned down to give him what was supposed to be a quick peck but before you could pull back, he sat up and put his hand on the back of your neck without breaking the kiss. You eventually pulled yourself away putting your hands up to hide your flushed cheeks. “What was that?” asked Hoseok, a curious look on his face. “What was what?!?!?” you demanded, still slightly flustered over how quickly the kiss had escalated. “Your lips! They taste…I don’t know, sweet?” “What?” you said confused. You thought for a moment then realised; “Ohhhh, I brought blackcurrant as a drink instead of water.” “I like it!” he replied “Can I have some?” “Sorry, all gone,” you replied, shaking the empty bottle in his face. “No faaaiiiiiiirrrrr!!!!!” he screeched, marking the beginning of another Hobi tantrum. “You owe me another kiss!”
You had just put the last spoon of chocolate cake in your mouth when he came back from the bathroom and sat back down opposite you. His eyes widened when he saw your empty plate. “Are you my girlfriend or a vacuum?” he asked. “It’s not my fault!” you defended. “It was just too delicious!” Jimin tutted. “Well now I’ll never know, I had wanted want to try some.” “Don’t try guilt tripping me!” you protested. “I offered you some before you went to the toilet and you said you were too full for dessert anyway!” You asked for the bill and a few minutes of playful bickering later you had moved on and were leaving the restaurant. You shivered as you stepped out into the cold night air and Jimin shyly took your hand as you started walking. As usual time spent with him flew by and before you knew it you were standing outside your apartment block. “I’d stay for a bit but I have to get up early for practice tomorrow,” he said, taking on an apologetic tone. “It’s fine,” you said. “I understand,” you smiled to reassure him. He put one hand to the side of your face and kissed you. Barely into the kiss, he started giggling. You pulled back and he fell back, laughing properly now. “What is it?” you asked. “You were right,” he giggled. “That chocolate cake really was delicious,” You put your hand up to your mouth and giggled with him. “Can you actually taste it?” you giggled. “Yep” he grinned, then leaned in to give you a quick peck. “I guess I got to try it after all!”
Tae led you by the hand, and even though you trusted him completely you were very conscious of the fact that you were wearing a blindfold in, judging from what you could hear, some kind of public park. “Are we almost there?” you asked. “Seriously, people are going to think that we’re weird!!!” He laughed. “We are weird,” he replied. “Aaaand we’re just about here…” Suddenly you felt something brush against your face. You spluttered and flailed a bit, stopping when you heard Tae laughing at you. “OK,” he said, taking a breath to stop himself from laughing. “You can take off the blindfold.” You slipped it over your head and saw that the thing that had brushed against your face was a willow branch reaching all the way to the ground. You were standing in the middle of the willow tree, surrounded by it’s drooping branches, the sunlight creeping in through gaps. “Wow,” you said, breath-taken. “That’s not all,” Tae smiled. He took your hand and led you around to the other side of the trunk, where a blanket had been laid out with food on top. “Tae…” you said, overcome by how much thought he had put into this. “I’ve been so busy lately and I wanted to make it up to you,” he shrugged. “Now sit down and eat!”
A little while later you were eating strawberries, your head in his lap. His eyes were closed and you were both just enjoying a quiet moment together. He opened his eyes to see you eating the last strawberry, the clean plate beside you. “Wow I didn’t get to even try one of the strawberries, you demolished them!” he said. “You should get more while they’re in season, they’re amazing,” you replied. “I didn’t even know they were in season,” he confessed. “Well they are, trust me,” you replied. He smiled. “I do”. He leaned down to kiss you, but he pulled back quickly his head cocked in curiosity. “What?” you asked, sitting up. Without answering he kissed you again, properly this time. When he pulled back he was grinning. “What is it?” you asked. He attacked you with several quick kisses around your lips, making you giggle. “I thought I imagined it the first time but I guess I didn’t,” he shook his head. “Well, now I can agree, strawberries are definitely in season.”
You knew this was going to happen again when you made plans to spend the day together. You and Jungkook were way too competitive and you’d often try to settle matters with competitions upon competitions. You had gone to the park to play a casual game of basketball, which turned into an aggressive 1 on 1, ending in a tie. This led to a race, then a soccer match… and before you knew it several hours had passed and you were both about to collapse because of the heat and pure exhaustion from your mini Olympics. You had started walking back to his place, and you were still insisting he had cheated in the first game of basketball. He rolled his eyes. “Okay Okay, will you just drop it now?” He looked around and saw an ice cream truck. “OK if I buy you ice cream can we forget the match and move on?” You jokingly mulled it over. “Hmmmm… no but you’re going to buy it anyway,” you smiled and pushed him towards the van, knowing he already knew what you wanted. A few minutes later you were sitting on a bench together. “Well we can agree on one thing,” he said. You tilted your head at him “And what is that?” He put the last of his ice cream in his mouth. “I’m better at picking ice cream flavours.” “OH MY GOD!” you sat back “Does everything have to be a competition with you?!?!” “Only because you won’t admit I’m better than you at anything,” he replied defensively. “And I’m better than you at everything.” “Okay number 1….” you continued on in a rant about how he was wrong but rather than listening he rolled his eyes and kissed you to shut you up. A bit into the kiss he pulled back laughing. “What is it?” you asked. “Well,” he said tilting his head. “I hate to admit this but,” he gave you a peck on the lips. “I can’t deny it,” he shook his head. “You might be right about being better about picking ice cream flavours.”
We all know why you ignore hunk, you don’t think he’s shipping material because he isn’t a twig we get it. Still not justified because he is legit lances b e s t f r i e n d and an essential part of the team. Not to mention he can legit create a sense of home among the paladins because with his cooking skills he could probably remake home foods. Not to mention??? He’s so nice??
But there is no reason to ignore Coran. Coran is so important he’s so much more than comedic relief. He legit saved everyone’s asses when they were all in the laser reflecto room thing.
He’s important to the whole team with all his silly jokes and the fact that he genuinely cares for them like?? What a man????? He’s so good????
Just like,,,,, get your heads out of your asses with klance and shiro and also stop misrepresenting pidge for your shippings that is all bye
It was on a rainy Saturday night where you and Peter were cuddled against each other on his comfortable bed under the warm blankets, watching the usual old films in his small yet cozy dark room.
Your eyelashes fluttered against your own cheeks, your ears distinguishing the steady rhythm of the rain pattering against the window panes and the soft muffled voices emitting from the film. Your eyes lazily trailed from the film to the glowing streaks of water on the window glass. Peter ran his hand gently through your hair, the thick strands slipping through his fingers like silk. You tilted your head up to admire his facial features, your eyes momentarily getting deeply lost in his, with the light from the television shining on his handsome face.
“What?” Peter inquired with a sleepy grin, his drowsy lids fluttering like the majestic wings of a butterfly.
“Nothing, I’m just really glad to have you, Peter Parker.” You sighed in content, gazing at him longingly.
• listen I know he seems all mysterious and charming and all
• but he’s a grandpa
• like falling in love w/ him won’t be hard bc he’ll make you feel like the literal sun………….. he’s an old soul
• first things first, he’ll befriend you
• and yall would become each others besties in no time bc he’d literally trust you w/ his precious life
• but that’s where things get tricky bc he’ll realize this is what falling in love with someone feels like
• at first he wouldn’t approach you about his feelings bc he’d think it might be just an infatuation
• and the fact that you might reject him makes him stomach drop
• but then again it’s like……‘when am I ever gonna find someone who feels this comfortable and carefree around me?? Who’s ever gonna make smile as much as y/n does??? Am I really whipped? ’
• and then Bambam is all like “grow some balls jfc” and that’s where he draws the line
• he’ll set up a nice dinner one night and tries to impress you with his cooking skills
• like he’ll probably spill water all over the table bc he can’t contain his anxiety “omfg y/n, I’m so sorry
• his heart legit aches when you admit your own feelings and he’s finally able to kiss you
• let’s just get this out of the way tbh the other members will be teasing you nonstop
• ????? Ofc they will
• ‘hey our leader is finally is in a healthy relationship with someone, let’s make his life a living hell whenever he’s with them :^)’
• but tbh Yugyeom will be like your baby bc he’ll always come to you if him an Jaebum had any sort of argument and thinks of you as his older sibling
• lazy dates are kinda your guys’ thing
• like you don’t even gotta plan anything for a date, just being with him is entertaining and spontaneous enough
• not to mention he’s somehow able to give you butterflies with the simplest things
• Jaebum in a sweatshirt? Turn on. Jaebum’s sleepy voice in the morning? Double turn on. The way he snakes his arms around you and kisses the nape of your neck when you’re looking out the window? L o r D help you.
• the way his voice can lull you to sleep is something you’re eternally grateful for bc it’s so soft and soothing
• lazy dances in the living room
• lazy kisses when he’s too tired to get up in the morning
• lazy naps bc nothing feels better than to unwind next to you and tell you all about his day
• I know nicknames would probably be cringy coming out of anyone’s mouth
• but hearing him call you all sorts of cheesy romantic nicknames makes your heart flutter, don’t even deny it
• long drives late at night bc there’s nothing better to do
• making memes of each other and sharing them with the members bc they have no humour
• none of your close friends believed you never dated til now “yall are always all over each other tho” tru
• Jaebum staring at you for no reason then pressing a kiss to your cheek “You’re cute, and you’re MY cute” okay ???
• tbh tho he wouldn’t even get jealous or posessive
• he loves seeing other people trying to get your attention, and the look of disappointment on their face when you only have eyes for him
• him just genuinely being supportive and loving in everything you do
• be he knows how hard it is not to have someone to push him and encourage him when he’s really struggling
• so he really found a pot of gold when you came into his life 💜
BTS REACTION : their sad s/o watching their videos to cheer up
request : BTS reaction to s/o watching their videos to cheer up? I’ve been feeling really sad lately and the only thing that makes me smile a bit is jhope videos
When Seokjin walked into your room, the sad feeling you had within you was the first thing he noticed. He sat down on the bed where you were laying and put his hand on your leg, rubbing it slowly. He didn’t even look at what you were watching but already guessed it was an episode of RUN BTS.
“You’re not feeling really good, huh ? How about I make you a nice dinner to make you happy ?”
He got up and winked at you before exiting your room with a soft smile on his face. All he wanted was to see you happy and he knew his cooking skills always took care of that.
Yoongi had a long tiring day. As soon as he entered your bedroom, he jumped on the bed were you were laying and sighed out of exhaustion. He was surprised you weren’t hugging him or giving him the attention he deserved. Your eyes were glued to your computer screen and your facial expressions were telling a lot about your current mood.
“Hey what’s wrong ? Are you watching our videos ?”he asked after staring at you for a couple of seconds.
You didn’t respond so he closed your computer.
“Stop watching those, cuddle with me and tell me what’s wrong”he added bluntly. Yoongi was rarely touchy, but when he was, it was a special moment that you could not miss!
Hoseok was looking for you and ran into the living room, only to quickly stop and stand in the middle of the room when he saw you laying in front of your computer with a sad expression on your face. It was clear you had been crying earlier.
“Babe, what’s wrong ?”he asked. You didn’t respond but he heard the sound of his laugh coming out of your computer. He sat next to you and quickly glanced at your screen before standing up again.
“Why look at videos of me when you have the real me in front of you ?? What can I do to make you happy?”
You were laying on your bed, watching some episodes of RUN BTS. Namjoon walked into your room and laid next to you looking at your computer screen. He noticed you weren’t feeling very well but didn’t want to overwhelm you with questions so he decided to just join you in watching some videos. He would sometimes add comments in hopes to see you laugh.
“You know there was a part in this episode they couldn’t upload online because Yoongi kept swearing at Hoseok, and using bad language. It was really funny!”
You giggled at his comment which made him uncontrollably smile to himself.
When he walked into you watching some Bangtan bombs, he couldn’t stop laughing, not noticing that you were feeling kind of down.
“Babe, why are you watching those ! It’s weird”he said, shyly giggling.
He noticed you didn’t respond and that’s when he realized you weren’t feeling really good.
“Is there something you want to tell me?”he added, coming closer to you with a more concerned look on his face.
As soon as he walked into your bedroom, he immediately felt a sad feeling coming from you. Like Namjoon, he didn’t want to ask too many questions and just laid next to you in bed. You were watching a compilation of BTS funny moments. He looked up at your computer screen before looking at you with a playful look on his face.
“Let’s play a game, ok ? The first one that laughs at the video loses !”
When Jungkook sat next to you on the living room couch, he didn’t pay attention to what you were doing. You were on your phone, looking at some Bangtan Bombs with your earphones plugged in. At first, he thought you were listening to some music, so he took of one of the earphones from your ear and placed it in his. He quickly looked up at you when he heard it was a Bangtan Bomb, and noticed the small pout on your face.
“Babe, are you not feeling well ? You can tell me what’s wrong if you want to”