and i made this in 10 minutes so im sorry but i have to

Podcast rec list

My old podcast rec/request list is still getting notes so I figured I’d make a new list with everything I’ve downloaded since then. Favourites are italicized*.

For updates, please check @insomniac-podcaster.

Audio drama (Fantasy)

  • Alba Salix, Royal Physician* - Follows trials and tribulations of Farloria’s head witch of the House of Healing, Alba Salix. It is a 6-part mini-series (+ bonuses) with no future episodes currently planned.
  • The Behemoth -  15-year-old Madyson tells the story of the Behemoth, a large, lumbering beast that has emerged from the waters off of Cape Cod. It will be a 20-part mini-series.
  • Hello From the Magic Tavern - An improv comedy podcast hosted by Arnie, a man who accidentally passed through a portal into the land of “Foon”. Every week Arnie interviews patrons of the Vermilion Minotaur tavern including monsters, wizard, and adventurers.

Audio drama (Horror)

  • Alice Isn’t Dead* - A truck driver searches across America for the wife she had long assumed was dead, encountering not-quite-human serial murderers, towns literally lost in time, and a conspiracy that goes way beyond one missing woman along the way. This podcast is produced by the same people who brought you Welcome to Night Vale.
  • Archive 81 - These are the recovered tapes of missing archivist Daniel Powell, posted by a well-meaning friend hoping to locate him.
  • Help Me - Nicole investigates the mysterious death of her friend Olivia and possible link to a dangerous entity. It is a 15-part mini-series with no future episodes currently planned.
  • Limetown* - Radio host Lia Haddock investigates the sudden disappearance of the residents of Limetown. It is a 7-part mini-series (+ bonuses) with future seasons (and possibly a TV show) in the works.
  • Return Home - Jonathan Baker returns to his home town after being contacted by a mysterious entity. Episodes are broken up into multiple parts aired every week, with breaks between episodes.

Audio drama (Pseudo-radio show)

  • The Black Tapes* - (horror) A weekly radio show hosted by Alex Reagan that investigates unsolved paranormal phenomenon documented by the Strand Institute. They also produce TANIS.
  • The Message* - (sci-fi) Nicky Tomalin documents the work of a team of cryptologists as the attempt to decipher an alien message. It is an 8-part mini-series.
  • Good Morning Zakera Ward - (sci-fi, Mass Effect) A morning radio show set in the Mass Effect universe. It is an 11-part series that appears to have ended abruptly, but is still worth a listen if you’re a fan of the games.
  • King Falls AM - (sci-fi/fantasy) A late-night talk show from quaint town of King Falls that is frequently interrupted by peculiar happenings and paranormal events.
  • TANIS - (horror) A docu-drama series hosted by Nic Silver exploring the myth and conspiracy of Tanis. They also produce The Black Tapes.
  • Welcome to Night Vale - (cosmic horror)  Community radio updates for the small desert town of Night Vale, featuring local weather, news, announcements from the Sheriff’s Secret Police, mysterious lights in the night sky, dark hooded figures with unknowable powers, and cultural events.

Audio drama (Sci-Fi)

  • ars PARADOXICA* - A journey through spacetime and the Cold War with Dr. Sally Grissom, a physicist send back in time when an experiment goes awry.
  • The Bright Sessions* - The recorded therapy sessions of Dr. Bright, who provides support for patients with unusual talents. ((It’s more of a paranormal drama that a true sci-fi)).
  • The Bunker - A breakfast radio show broadcast back in time to us from the post-apocalyptic year 2414. It’s a 12-part mini-series, and the developers are currently working on another sci-fi series that will be titled Mars Corp.
  • EOS 10* - The adventures of two maladjusted doctors, their medical team, and a hypochondriac ex-prince aboard an intergalactic travel hub.
  • Kakos Industries - Corporate announcements for Kakos Industries, a corporation dedicated to helping you ‘do evil better’.
  • Liberty - Tales from Atrius, a colony cut off from humanity and racked by civil war, and the surrounding lawless expanse known as the Fringe. It consists of multiple mini-series.
  • Sayer - Acclimate to life on Earth’s man-made second moon, Typhon, with the assistance of the self-aware AI SAYER.
  • Thrilling Adventure Hour - A podcast in the style of an old-timey radio show consisting of the regular sub-series ‘Sparks Nevada: Marshall on Mars’ and ‘Beyond Belief’ as well as other segments.
  • Wolf 359*** - Follows the crew of the U.S.S. Hephaestus Research Station as they orbit around the red dwarf Wolf 359. This is my all-time favourite series - you should be downloading it right now… unless you’ve already heard it in which case you should definitely treat yourself and listen to it again.

Informational

  • Dan Carlin’s Hardcore History - As the title implies, this is really hardcore history. Episodes are exceedingly well-researched and is surprisingly easy to listen to considering the density of the subject matter.
  • Lore - A podcast examining myths and folktales alongside the true dark stories that either inspired or arose from them. A chilling listen that also has a TV show in the works.
  • Myths and Legends - Re-tellings of both popular and obscure legends that make them very accessible to a modern audience (i.e. people like me who DON’T read Beowulf in it’s original Old English for fun in their free time).
  • Sleep With Me* - Honestly, I have no idea what this podcast is actually about because Ackerman’s ramblings are so soothing I’m usually asleep shortly after turning it on. If you have insomnia and problems falling asleep to silence (like myself), this is a must-download - it’s more engaging that rain/wave/whale noises but you don’t have to worry about missing anything.

Literature

  • Escape Pod - Every episode consists of a sci-fi short story from a variety of sub-genres, and they are generally 30-60 minutes in length. If you enjoy Escape Pod, also check out their fantasy (PodCastle) and horror (PseudoPod) podcasts.
  • The NoSleep Podcast - Narrations of short horror stories posted to the NoSleep reddit board. It’s featured horror stories for every squick and trigger imaginable so be careful with this one if you aren’t into hardcore horror, and definitely heed the warnings at the beginnings of episodes.

True Crime

  • Serial - I don’t think it’s possible to be a podcast fan and not have (at the very least) heard about Serial. If you haven’t listened to it yet, definitely give it a go - there’s a reason it was at the top of the (Canadian) iTunes store for close to a year. It’s produced by ‘This American Life’, which is another professionally-produced podcast worthy of downloading.
  • Someone Knows Something - A series produced by CBC that examines unsolved cases of missing or murdered individuals.
  • Thin Air Podcast - Two English majors investigate cold cases by examining evidence and interviewing people involved with the original investigation.

Pending - I either haven’t started these or haven’t listened to enough to categorize them, but most have been rec’d by multiple sources so check them out!

  • A New Winter - A first-hand account of the unsolved murders and disappearances of 25 people in a small UK village.
  • The Cleansed: A Post-Apocalyptic Saga - (audio drama - sci-fi) An epic post-apocalyptic saga set in a world ravaged by fossil fuel scarcity.
  • Greater Boston - An audio drama set in Boston that blends the real and the unreal, the historical and the fantastical.
  • Hadron Gospel Hour - (audio drama - sci-fi)A sci-fi comedy/adventure following a duo of scientists stranded ouside of spacetime in the Hadron Bunker.
  • Jim Robbie and the Wanderers - (audio drama - sci-fi) Follows two female musicians travelling surreal America with their robot companion, Jim Robbie.
  • Monster Talk - (informational) Examines the science behind cryptozoological and legendary monsters. 
  • The Night Blogger - (audio drama - paranormal) It appears to follow blogger Brian Foster’s encounters with the paranormal.
  • Our Fair City - (audio drama - sci-fi) A campy (their words), post-apocalyptic audio drama.
  • Pete’s Paranormal Chronicles -  (audio drama) In 1996, Pete Schwartz began work on a documentary series called Pete’s Paranormal Chronicles, but his sanity began to unravel during the production of the program and he became completely immersed in a nationwide conspiracy.
  • The Twilight World of Ultimate Smoothness - A podcast chronicling the decline and fall of radio veteran Greg Willis. It is a 6-part mini-series.
  • Ruby: The Adventures of a Galactic Gumshoe -  (audio drama) Ruby is a hip, tough-talking detective hired to track down the malefactors who are manipulating the media on the planet Summa Nulla (the “high point of nothing”).
  • Unexplained - (informational) A podcast about strange and mysterious real-life events that continue to evade explanation.

As always, if there’s a podcast you like that’s missing from this list, please drop me a line (message, ask, fan mail, raven, etc. etc.) and I’ll check it out! I’ll also be adding a podcast link to my blog featuring this list with updates. Enjoy~

SUPER TEXT LIST! (Texts From Last Night Inspired)

originally from frommemetoyou

  • [text] Are you lost?
  • [text] NO! That was a typo
  • [text] Did you buy it?
  • [text] I think I’m a mermaid
  • [text] I know it’s 3am, but come over and cook for me. 
  • [text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead
  • [text] Need to bury a body, it’s urgent.
  • [text] Are you sure there’s no monsters?
  • [text] It was an accident.
  • [text] lol fuk da police
  • [text] send me a picture and i’ll be home quicker ;)
  • [text] DO NOT READ THE LAST MESSAGE IT WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU
  • [text] Well maybe I broke my tongue!
  • [text] Please tell me you’re free today! I’ve got some big news today.
  • [text] Got a spare ticket, do you want to come?
  • [text] Do you have a spare mankini I can borrow?
  • [text] Is fancy dress allowed at the wedding?
  • [text] I was using my old baby blanket as a makeshift skirt because no pants
  • [text] We were banging then all I remember is coming down hard and smashing my top teeth off his forehead… I just rolled off and tapped out. 
  • [text] Like alphabetically, I’d say a t?
  • [text] I’m sorry if throwing up in the back of your dad’s car ruined our friendship :(
  • [text] there is absolutely nothing wrong with two grown men staying up all night singing karaoke and drink out of juice cartons. don’t judge me.
  • [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.
  • [text] Do you know where I am?
  • [text] My wedding is in 5 hours and I have no idea where I am. Help!
  • [text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would get a piggy back ride home. I’ve never been so broken.
  • [text] Is “head down ass up” an appropriate way to say good morning?
  • [text] That is definitely not healthy, in fact I’m not sure it’s legal to send that sort of picture?
  • [text] There isn’t enough cookie dough ice cream at home, so I’ll be heartbroken tomorrow instead.
  • [text] Not sure if I took a nap or went to another dimension
  • [text] ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION! HE IS A TRIPLET, WE DONT NEED TO FIGHT OVER HIM WE CAN HAVE AN ORGY INSTEAD
  • [text] No no don’t leave me, who’s going to walk me home
  • [text] She wheeled me home in a trolley and sad she loved me, I think I win.
  • [text] My dick just got serenaded.
  • [text] I ate the whole wheel of cheese. Help.
  • [text] I’ve been hiding under the bed for the past 20 minutes, and now they’re getting into it and it’s a little too late for me to jump out and surprise them. So expect a live sex updates
  • [text] The fridge is fully stocked. I’m either hallucinating or this is a miracle
  • [text] I need you to help me clean the house because I have visitors in less than an hour???
  • [text] Your brother is at the front door- WHAT DO I SAY?!
  • [text] It’s all fun and games till someone says you’re so pretty they could punch you and they, you know, punch you
  • [text] I’m in A&E but I don’t really know why
  • [text] Went to bed with a 10, just about woke up with a 2 and a half
  • [text] I think I’m officially a homewrecker because his wife just walked in screaming and he said it’s not what it looks like. I mean what else could it look like? I wasn’t trimming his hairs with my mouth?!
  • [text] My night ended with me crying in a gutter, I hate you.
  • [text] He’s decorated the toilet with his urine. I never want to see him ever again, tell him he has 2 minutes to get out of our house.
  • [text] Don’t talk to me! You tried to trade me for a glass of wine and a cigarette!
  • [text] I promise I’ll get everyone to jelly wrestle with us xox
  • [text] I am armed with a crown, a sash and a bouquet of flowers. Don’t test me.
  • [text] I think I got married last night?
  • [text] I think I got married on impulse last night… and after looking a second time, I don’t think i’ve made any mistakes.
  • [text] My mouth tastes like poor choices
  • [text] I didn’t let go of the mechanical bull, but they had to pull me off because… it was rough just the way I like it and I think that showed?
  • [text] If I say it was accidental you’ll just say I’m lying
  • [text] There is an alarming amount of glitter in my… everywhere
  • [text] You’re my hero
  • [text] You’re the worst thing to ever happen to me, thank you
  • [text] Have you ever had a good idea in your life?
  • [text] Are we going to end up in the hospital again?
  • [text] It’s not a good night if I don’t end up crying into your mother’s lap.
  • [text] Mark my words, your dad will be my sugar daddy, he’ll marry me and you’ll have to call me momma bear and I will interrupt your sex life with condoms and condiments.
  • [text] I’m may be allergic to nuts, but not his.
  • [text] She high fived me out of pity
  • [text] You walked in wearing nothing but a beekeeper mask
  • [text] You just walked in, rated their performance, dragged in three other people to clap for them, then walked back out.
  • [text] You kept calling me baby Jesus and trying to see what wise men had to say about my hair…
  • [text] I am a responsible adult. I tied up my hair before I puked
  • [text] I am a responsible adult, I brought home a lost kitten and let it shit in your room
  • [text] I accidentally talked myself into a threesome, when did I become so smooth?
  • [text] It may or may not have been your sister…
  • [text] It may or may not have been your brother…
  • [text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all
  • [text] Call me and get me out of this conversation NOW. My co-worker is talking to me about her birds having sex again…
  • [text] IM NOT TALKING TO YOU UNTIL YOU MAKE A PROCLAMATION YOU LOVE ME MORE THAN TACOS
  • [text] Buy me a helicopter, I will give you the last slice of pizza. pls. this is important. okay maybe the crust?
  • [text] Let’s never forget the time I met you while you were running down the street naked and in handcuffs.
  • [text] I tried to put lipstick on my eyeballs, help.
  • [text] I told her my cum counts as protein shake and she sent a text to my gran saying I ate her cat.
  • [text] If you don’t fuck me hard, rough, and senseless the minute we’re alone in your room, I’m returning you to the boyfriend store
  • [text] I accidentally sexted your mum, I’m sorry xox
  • [text] There can only be one screw up per family and I was here first. Get your shit together bro
  • [text] I feel like you’re pretending I didn’t bail you out of jail last night for trying to staple a cushion to the top of their car so you had a “comfy place to sit”
  • [text] You climbed the fence and then started crying because you were scared of hamsters, I really don’t know what you took, but you need a babysitter.
  • [text]  I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way.
me talking shit about ricegum

i went to ricegum’s video and debunked each of his claims against ian/idubbbz. im copying it here for my own needs lmao

*Time to debunk each and every one of this cunt’s “points”*

1. *“The Rape Comment Was Really Old”* Doesn’t mean you’re not still an asshole, asshole.
2. *“Out Of Everyone, Why Is IDubbbz the One To Call Me Out on Rape?”* Please point out where Ian asks a rape victim if the rape felt good in front of an audience. Unlike you, Idubbbz is a persona, he was made for comedic reason. You’re just an asshole. He says it in a way where everyone knows he’s joking and everyone finds it humorous, asshole.
3. Oh look, a skit on making fun of you apologizing about a rape joke. Hilarious. Asshole.
4.* “I-I Had 2 Options, Be Boring and Play Video Games, or Play Video Games and Be A Lowkey Rapist and Perverted Asshole”*, Asshole.
5. *“It Just Slipped Out, I Mean, PewDiePie Said "Nigger”.“* Pewdiepie said nigger once and made a heartfelt apology explaining that he knew he was wrong and didn’t compare himself to other people to prove he was better. You said things multiple times, had no remorse and continued to do so, and gave a half-assed apology, asshole.
6. *"People Find it Funny That Ian Says "Nigger Faggot” so Why Can’t I be a Pervert"* Everyone who knows idubbbz can easily tell when he is/isn’t joking. Same with your shit content. Same with everyone. You got 4 black dudes who haven’t heard of idubbbz to watch idubbbz once and they got offended, yeah, no shit. He was joking. You were not. Asshole.
7. It’s hilarious how you apologize for sexualizing women by sexualizing a woman. Honestly, no hate to her, good on her, but why make her pole dance in this video? You can easily make another video? Asshole.
8. *“Idubbbz has deleted videos of his video gaming days”* Yes, and he brings them up almost all the time. I haven’t subscribed to him long enough to know what he used to do, but he brings up his slenderman gangnam style days every now and then. He’s not hiding them, dumb ass, and he’s not ashamed. He wanted his channel to be different so he deleted videos that didn’t fit into his criteria. Not because he was suddenly embarrassed, but because he wanted his channel to go a different direction, asshole.
9. *“Thanks for the views bro”* Jesus you’re a real cunt. What are you, fucking 12 years old? Christ.
10. *“Imagine being a young boy whos father took him into the city blah blah blah”* No one fucking cares, asshole
11. *“I’m going to keep flexing and I’m not sorry, but now I know not to show off everything I get”* this is the only good point of this video. Savour it.
12. *“But PewDiePie-”* God shut the fuck up? This video isn’t about pewdiepie. You can’t use him as a shield because he isn’t fucking part of it.Yes, Pewdiepie stretched his videos to 10 minutes a “handful” (as you called it) amount of times. And? _And?_ This video isn’t about him.  I genuinely can’t believe that this asshole tries to point the drama in a different direction every chance he possibly fucking can. I’m not even sure what to fucking say. Stop being a pussy and grow a pair.
13. “I Guess I’ll Learn Some New Words” That…wasn’t even the point of that part of the content cop. It was about how you felt like you were above someone else who called people irrelevant and made fun of them the way you do, asshole.
14. “How dare you tell me what is and isn’t a jOk e ??!!1!1!” Jesus. This point had no structure to it. He was just saying “fuck you” to iDubbbz and avoiding the criticism.
15. *“Being Recorded IRL w/o consent is Different from Being Recorded On Stream w/o consent”* This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. Have you forgotten that you were asking girls to take off their shirts/show cleavage/get nudes from these girls in front of an audience that they weren’t aware of? You are an idiot.
16. *“I need the 10k that i promised to someone else just in case”* Enough said. Not only are you a rich asshole, you’re a penny-pinching rich asshole.
17. *“I Can’t Vlog My Own Music Video”* The critique was that you were saying that YOU made the video and music and that YOUR video was great. If you want to talk about how the music that “YOU” make is great, credit the people who actually MAKE your music. Asshole.
18. *This is the point where ricegum completely avoids the ghostwriter allegations because he doesn’t want to admit that he has a ghostwriter. What a pussy.*
19. *“He’s Obsessed With Me”* By your definition, he’s also obsessed with LeafyisHere, Keemstar, the Fine Bros, Tana Mongeau, and everyone he’s ever done a content cop. Get off your own dick.


Didn’t watch through the diss track because I didn’t feel like having my ears bleed profusely. 

#ricegumisabitch

Chapter 210 thoughts.

Chapter 210 has become one of my favorites. I love it that we got to see tianshan communicate, be playful, help each other out, flirt and he tian’s loving looks warmed up my heart. The theme of this chapter is trust. 

Let’s dissect it a bit: 

First panel, He Tian has woken bright and early and was already somewhere close to Guan Shan’s house waiting for him. He waits 30 minutes before he makes the phone call to question where Guan Shan is at. For He Tian standards, he’s pretty calm. I think we would have expected He Tian to call him within 5 minutes since we know he has a temper, but this time he kept his cool and actually waited around. His tone is pretty calm as well, maybe he’s worried that something happened to Guan Shan? 

Second panel is fanservice for sure from Old Xian, look at that baby fox just sprawled on the bed half naked. yup, this is a bl folks! check out what He Tian is getting to touch! AnywAys….


Now we officially know who is the the one to sleep in and who’s the morning person. I suspect that He Tian is the one who sleeps very little and it takes him a while to get to sleep while for Guan Shan, he could fall asleep anywhere for hours and is definitely not a morning person. Can you imagine He Tian laying in bed, smoking his first cigarette of the day, watching Guan Shan sleep and thinking he’s the luckiest guy in the world because he has such an amazing boyfriend by his side? ah, my heart <3

(read a whole lot more under the cut)

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Well, a creppy boy started talking to me on the Tumblr chat saying weird shit and asked me to be his valentine out of the blue, so.. Yeah can I request RFA+V+Saeran reacting to that? A creep talking to MC and saying creppy stuff lol. Love ur blog 💕

Is he still bothering you? If he is PM me and his ass is grass
Or if you’re just in need of a fake girlfriend/boyfriend/SO also say the word I’m there y’all don’t even know how good I look in drag

Forreal tho, if someone online is ever making you feel uncomfortable don’t be afraid to get assertive or reach out for help.

Anyways

 RFA+V+Saeran react to a Creep creepin on MC

Yoosung

  • Yandere Yoosung: ACTIVATED i imagine a magical girl animation sequence whenever I say that
  • You had shown him the messages immediately because you two were playing games on an online server together when you got random, creepy PMs from GameFreak90
  • ‘hey there, I see you’re a high level. U must be pretty good with your hands
  • want 2 play a game together sometime? it doesn’t have to be online ;)
  • its almost valentines day you know. we can hang out. ‘
  • You were so uncomfortable, and it went from uncomfortable to freaked out when you asked GameFreak90 to stop messaging you and he kept going, starting to talk about all the things he’d like to do to you
  • Yoosung searched the guys name immediately and pulled up his profile
  • His hands never moved so fast
  • ‘Hey. Quit messaging MC28. She’s a good friend of mine and you’re freaking her out. -ShootingStar’
  • ‘fuck off’
  • Yoosung was not having it. He didn’t have Seven’s hacking skills, or Jumins money, or Jaehee’s wit or anything the others had
  • But what he did have was his games
  • He pulled up TeamSpeak for his LOLOL guild immediately
  • “Guys, I need backup for an emergency raid”
  • It was over in minutes
  • Yoosung’s guild had raided and completely emptied GameFreak90′s base
  • Yoosung got a string of messages immediately after
  • hey man what the fuck
  • dude give me my shit back
  • fine im sorry im sorry give me my shit please
  • dude please
  • Yoosung just turned his mic on and with one last request of his guild “Hey, can everyone here flag this guy for inappropriate behavior”
  • In about 10 mins Yoosung went to pull up GameFreak90′s profile
  • It had been deleted
  • Yoosung had the smuggest of smirks on his face
  • Until
  • “My hero” You giggled and kissed him on the cheek
  • He went from war hero Shooting Star to blushing, stuttering, Yoosung real quick

Jaehee

  • It was a slow day in the coffee shop so you were just sitting at a table playing on your phone and sipping coffee
  • Ding.
  • Huh? New message.
  • Ding ding ding
  • You had a bad feeling before even opening your Fumblr app 
  • When you did open the little social media site, you were met with a bunch of unwelcomed advances from some strange follower
  • Hey valentines is coming up and im lonely
  • r u lonely to?
  • how about u be my valentine and we can go out??
  • You grimaced and replied with a curt “I’m sorry but no thanks”
  • come on babe
  • dont b like that
  • we can have fun
  • Jaehee had noticed to look on your face and immediately popped to your side
  • “Mc is everything alright?
  • “Yeah..I’m just getting creepy messages from some guy on Fumblr.” You handed her the phone so she could read them and her nose crinkled in distaste almost instantly
  • “Well your first problem is you apologized.” 
  • “Huh?”
  • Jaehee started tapping away as she spoke “Don’t apologize for not being interested. When you apologize it makes you seem more …docile. Submissive. If these creeps think you have an ounce of shyness or even politeness in you they’ll try to exploit it.”
  • “o-oh.” You stammered, surprised by how irritated Jaehee suddenly seemed
  • “Secondly,” Her expression softened a bit with a final tap on the screen “You didn’t block him immediately” She looked to you with a smile on her face, pleased with herself for whatever she said to your Fumblr follower
  • She handed the phone back to you and a light blush fell across your cheeks. Jaehee never seemed to be the protector type but when it comes down to it
  • Baehee isn’t letting anyone bother you
  • ever

Zen

  • He’s gotten his fair share of creepy fan mail, but he understands it comes with the job
  • But when you get creepy mail from his followers
  • NO NO NO NO NO
  • You two have all the fan mail sent to a P.O. Box so fans don’t have your home address
  • One time when you went to get the batch, the two of you found a handful of letters with your name on them
  • “My fans must see us together all the time” Zen said as he handed the letters to you, a cautious look on his face. He was worried it was going to be some fangirl writing a mean letter about how she deserves Zen instead of you
  • It was much creepier
  • It was a bunch of letters from some guy 
  • ‘My sister is a big fan of Zen so I have to watch TV shows with him on them all the time. One time there was a news story about him, but you were in the picture with him…’
  • The letters go on to say how once the writer saw you with Zen he started searching you more and claimed you two would be a perfect match. He started suggesting you break up with Zen (offering for him to date his sister) and for the two of you to get together.
  • You have to literally hold Zen back so he doesnt march to the return address and beat the shit out of sender
  • “Zen it’ll be such bad press do not do not do not”
  • “I DON’T GIVE A SHIT”
  • “YES YOU DO PLS ZEN”
  • 20 mins later
  • He’s not calm, but he’s not bum rushing the door so…calm enough
  • “Let’s think of a reasonable way to handle this” You slump into a chair, exhausted from being the only thing standing between Zen and a physical assault charge
  • After a few minutes of silence
  • ..”I have an idea.”
  • Zen pulled out a pad and started scribbling. “He said his sister is a fan of me? Well I’ll make her an offer she can’t refuse.”
  • Zen ended up writing a very heartfelt note to the sister of the sender, explaining the situation and how uncomfortable you were feeling because of the brother. And if the sincerity of the letter wasn’t enough to get her to make her brother stop, the VIP pass to Zen’s next show was a good bribe. 
  • He sent it out the next morning, and a few days later you guys checked the PO box to find a letter from her apologizing profusely for her brother’s behavior and how she’d handle it. And about 10 pages of ‘thank you’s and compliments for Zen of course. 

Jumin

  • Elizabeth would only chase a laser pointer for so long, so you had a lot of free time whenever Jumin was at work
  • You were no stranger to social media sites as they were the best way to distract yourself for hours at a time until you had something entertaining to do
  • And you’ve gotten spam bots before, but never a human who was actually so forward enough to send you enough messages to make you a small novel
  • you look really nice in your profile picture
  • is that designer? man you got money to
  • you’re a rich bitch. wanna come see what its like on the other side of town?
  • You were appalled. 
  • “Leave me alone” was the best you could muster since you were in such a state of disgusted shock. 
  • The messages continued, and you ended up just blocking the guy. But even after that just looking at your phone made you a little nervous that you were going to see more messages from another douchebag
  • But nope
  • Same douchebag. Different site. 
  • why’d you block me? playing hard to get?
  • “How’d you find my profile?”
  • it’s not hard to figure it out since I saw your name on the other one ;*
  • You just blocked him again and put your phone down, resolving to entertain yourself with anything else that wasn’t social media.
  • Eventually Jumin came home, and the first thing he noticed was your phone sitting on the coffee table and a specific lack of…you.
  • He went into a panic for a moment before you stepped into the hall, freshly showered. 
  • “Oh, MC, there you are. I was worried for a second. You’re usually not far from your phone.” 
  • “Yeah..” You muttered. “Some guy just keeps bugging me”
  • What
  • What do you mean
  • What guy
  • How
  • You explain the situation to Jumin and his phone is to his ear almost immediately as he picks up yours with his free hand.
  • “Luciel? I’m cashing in on a favor….”
  • You knew immediately where this was going and you had a slight grin on your face, knowing the creep who kept messaging you wasn’t going to be bothering you or anyone else anytime soon

Seven

  • You don’t even waste time
  • The second you get the first creepy message
  • hey hot stuff
  • You hand your phone to Seven
  • He just looks down at the screen, and a devious smile spreads across his face
  • Sure he could mess with anyone he wanted, but this time he has an excuse to go all out and ruin this Creeps life.
  • Seven whips up a program in a matter of minutes, connects a USB from his computer to your phone, then texts the man back
  • Hey cutie…wanna see a picture? ;)’ and he attached a file 
  • It says the message was received and viewed, but no response was given.
  • “What’d you do?” You ask as Seven hands your phone back
  • With a big smirk on his face:
  • “Once he opens that file his phone is going to run through his chat logs and play back all his creepy messages  on a permanent loop on his screen. And if he has any wireless connection to his computer, say, cloud storage, it’s going to happen to his computer too. And every few minutes he’s going to get a picture of me dressed as a maid, because I have to deliver, you know?”
  • You give Seven a huge hug “Ugh, thank you. How will I every pay you back”
  • “You already did” He laughs
  • “Huh?”
  • “You’ll see” He winks and goes back to his computer.
  • You shrug and walk away, figuring you’d find out soon enough
  • And you did
  • The next time you opened your phone, your background was a nonstop slideshow of 707′s Greatest Crossdressing Pics
  • And all your app icons were selfies
  • And your gallery was filled with pictures of the red headed hacker
  • “SEEEEEEEVVVVVEEEEEENNNNNNNNN”

V

  • V was sitting on the couch and you were upstairs cleaning up and putzing around
  • Ding
  • V looked to see your phone light up on the table 
  • “MC, I think someone messaged you!” V yelled up the stairs
  • “Will you check it for me? It’s probably just a guest with a question about the party.” You called back 
  • “Sure.” And with that he opened your phone to find a rather crude picture  “What in the world”
  • my friend gave me ur number, thought you’d like this ;)
  • V was horrified that someone meant for you to open this 
  • ‘I dont’ He typed back.
  • awww come on. you can tell from the pic im a good looking guy and my friend says ur cute. why dont we hang out
  • No.” V glared at the number displayed at the top of the message board
  • playing hard to get? i like
  • V realized there was no reasoning with this idiot, and he thought it would be a waste of time trying to further communicate with a fool like his, so he bit down his better instinct and just sent a picture of himself glaring at the phone camera and typed “You’re talking to a man”
  • there was no reply for a moment
  • my friend said this was a girl
  • I can assure I am not a female. Your friend gave you the wrong number. Go away
  • There was no response but V was sure he could feel the embarrassment from the other side of the connection
  • With a satisfied huff he deleted the messages and number, figuring it best if you never have to worry about the situation
  • He also plans to find out which one of your friends would give your number to such a vulgar creep. 

Saeran

  • You two were watching a video on your phone when you got a sudden chat request on Kiik, a messaging app
  • Saeran cast a quizzical look at you and you return it with a shrug, signalling you had no clue
  • When you open it up theres just a bunch of weird messages
  • hey babe
  • hey
  • wanna be my valentine
  • i dont want to be lonely and i bet you dont either
  • we can keep each other company ;)
  • You didn’t even have a chance to respond before Saeran took the phone from your hand
  • Fuck off” He was holding your phone so tight you thought he was gonna snap it in half
  • wow ur not very polite
  • “I said. Fuck. Off.” Saeran let out a breath that sounded like a growl
  • come on baby dont be like that
  • You could see a fire in your friend’s eyes and you knew things were about to get bad
  • Send one more message and I’ll end your miserable existence, Scum.” 
  • “Saeran let’s just ignore it” You tried to take your phone back but he wouldn’t let go, too hyper focused on the screen. Instead he looked at you and said “He shouldn’t be talking to you this way.”
  • Ding
  • Both your eyes shot back to the screen
  • so you’ll come see me ;)
  • Whoever was on the other line had nooo clue who they were taunting
  • Saeran got up slowly, so slow it was a little creepy, when you looked at him you could see the gears running in his head
  • He walked over to his computer and started typing away, looking to the phone every now and then.
  • After about 20 minutes he finally came back to sit with you and handed your phone back.
  • “You….You good, Saeran?” You asked, surprised at how calmed he seemed.
  • He looked to you with a smile on his face and a glint in his eye. “I’m very good.”
  • You were almost worried to ask but “What’d you do?”
  • “Not much. But he’ll leave you alone soon enough.”
  • You stopped asking questions, he wouldn’t tell you the details anyways.
  • ..
  • That night you were awoken to 
  • Dingdingdingdingding
  • You fumbled around in the dark and eventually opened your phone to see messages from the Kiik app
  • Iuwefjkgl
  • ahfuoieqhwf
  • please helpfehofejijeqiue
  • …..
  • I’m very sorry for what I said to you earlier. I will never contact you again. If I do my fingers will be broken.
  • You knew immediately. 
  • Saeran what’d you do???” You sent the text
  • All you got back was “:)” 
Muse

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut, fluff, angst (it will contain smut in the next parts)

a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

Part1 Part 2  Part3

Keep reading

Work Harder #3

A/N

 Here you go <3 

Season Three came out today so I’ve decided to gift you this in celebration <3 Although it won’t be the same as the celebration on Oki… Some of us know how that went <3

Also, I’m listening to Daddy by PSY and I’m having trouble writing this.

and now This boy is a bottom…

save me

 Okay, now I’m listening to depressing things. Let’s get started. 

ANOTHER A/N THAT I MADE A LONG TIME AFTER

Work Harder has been planned to have at least 7 parts, each with a different theme. There might be more for the purpose of (I just got deja vu writing that) development.

Happy Reading <3

A/N



“Begin training level 18,” Lance spoke out. He prepared himself. The gladiator dropped from the ceiling and onto the floor. Lance shot at the robot, dodging as needed. The gladiator hit Lance with the end of his stick causing Lance to fall back. 

“End training sequence.”

Lance attempted to get up only to fall back in exhaustion. He placed both hands on the ground was finally able to sit up. It took far too much effort just to stand up. He got in four steps before having to grab onto the wall for support. Everything hurt; his legs felt numb, his arms were bruised and heavy and his chest felt as if a car ran over him. 

He limped into his bedroom, stripping down and climbing into the shower so he could wash off the blood and sweat from his body. He fell over twice trying to get the shampoo but luckily didn’t further injure himself.

Once out he dressed in his sleeping gowns that the castle provided and nestled into his bed ready for sleep. 

Though he wasn't prepared for the noise.

Alarms blared loudly and Allura could be heard through the microphones. 

Lance groaned in both annoyance and pain.

He lifted his legs off the bed. The shower had lessened the pain to the point where he could walk again but there was a slight limp on his right from where the robot hit it with its rod. 

He pulled on a white shirt different from his usual attire since he wasn’t able to put last nights clothing into a washing machine. He did, however, keep his jacket to cover the multiple bruises littering his body.

Lance walked into the bridge, everyone staring at him with blank faces. 

Lance cocked his head, “What?”

Allura shook her head, “You’re 10 minutes late.” She walked past the others, “Why?”

Lance looked up through his eyelashes, “Last night I was-”

“Nevermind,” she cut him off, “You’re never on time.”

Lance felt his stomach drop.

I’m sorry.

That was all he wanted to say but he couldn’t get it out.

“I was just-”

“Coran, can you hand me that panel right there?” Allura called out. 

Lance looked down. His headache was coming back and his exhaustion didn’t help.

“Lance, let’s go,” Keith spoke out to him. While Lance was staring off into the distance the other paladins had decided to go to the training room. 

“Oh, uh yeah.”




“Lance, to your left!” Shiro called out. 

Lance dodged and swung his Bayard around to shoot at the robot. Having dead arms, he ended up doing a full circle because he didn’t have the strength to stop himself. 

The gladiator’s strike that was meant for the Cuban male ended up hitting Keith in the back. It shoved Keith into Shiro, causing both to fall into Lance. 

“Lance, what the actual hell was that shit?” Pidge asked from her spot on the floor. 

“Pidge, language,” Shiro groaned. 

“I’m sorry. Lance, what the actual heck was that shit?”

Shiro groaned once more in response. 

“I’m sorry. My mind isn’t in the right place today. Just a bit distracted,” Lance explained. He climbed out from under the other two.

Hunk frowned, “Did you sleep fine?” He put a hand on Lance’s shoulder, “You seemed pretty spooked last night.”

Lance smiled, “Fine, really! Got a good 8 hours!”

Hunk smiled.

“Maybe you could use those eight hours to train more,” Keith grumbled.

Shiro pushed Keith off of him and stood up. “Lance, are you sure you’re good?”

Lance smiled, “Yeah. Let’s just try again?”

Shiro nodded. 

“Start training level 8.” 

Lance shook his head to clear out his thoughts. He took a stance. 

The gladiator dropped down in front of him. It went straight towards him, ignoring the rest. It was as if it was on some auto lock system. 

Lance aimed at the robot, his knee on the ground to keep him steady. He tried to align the robot and the gun but the robot kept jumping into the air. If Lance wasn’t as exhausted he felt he would’ve been able to hit his target.

But then again. He was hurt, tired, and his headache hadn’t gone away.

He pulled the trigger when the gladiator was only a few feet away. It moved out of the way,

hitting Pidge in the stomach.

“End training sequence!” someone shouted. Lance couldn’t see straight. He has shot his team mate.

He hit Pidge.

“I-” Lance tried to say.

“What the hell, Lance?” Keith screamed. He ran over to Pidge who was unconscious. 

“Hunk, go get Coran and tell him to get a pod ready!” Shiro ordered. 

Lance shook his head. 

“Shiro, I-”

“Lance, you’re not helping,” he snapped. Shiro kept his hands on Pidge’s neck, making sure that she still had a pulse.

Keith was furious. “You did this on purpose didn’t you?”

Lance stepped back, “What? No! I-”

“I don’t need a half assed excuse!” He screamed. 

“But I-” Lance tried desperately to speak.

Shiro shook his head, “Lance, I understand that what Pidge said hurt you but this is too far.”

“It wasn’t that! I’m just-”

SHUT UP!” Shiro shouted loudly. Lance couldn’t breathe. Keith was frozen in shock.

“Just-” Shiro took a deep breath, “Go away, Lance.”

Lance looked down. He felt Keith glaring into his back as he turned to walk out. 



anonymous asked:

hello sweets!! I was wondering if you've done apartment!au for bts??? It's a bit much so can you just do maknae line for now?? Pretty please with a 🍒 on top,?☺️ thank u~

Jimin

  • sweet boy with a sweet smile and a sweet personality and wow did i mention the word sweet???
  • he’s a little clueless to his popularity in the neighborhood like sometimes he’ll find notes stuck to his apartment door from some of the highschoolers that live in the building and they’re like love confessions like “jimin,,,,,,i like you so much!! let’s walk down the flower road together xoxo ~ secret admirer from the 9th floor”
  • and jimin is like “my neighbors are so nice to me, look at this note namjoon” and namjoon is like “,,,,,,,,,i don’t think this is ‘nice neighbors’ i think this person has a crush on you” and jimin is like oN me??? why would they have a crush on me 0000:
  • everyone in a 10 mile radius: because you’re the cutest boy in the world what kind of question is that
  • and jimin loves bright colors,,,,i think he’d have lots of yellow in his house,,,,,,like yellow curtains in his kitchen and yellow slippers,,,,,idk why he just seems like he’d want to have a really lively aesthetic going on
  • and he’d be neat ,,,, and would love having people over like he’d meet someone and in a day be like “you should come over sometime ^^” like he’s just a nice open person,,,,,,,it’s so refreshing
  • but he’s also a little shy around those he likes romantically which is why jimin always gets stuttery around you when you see him in the mornings and you’re like “hi!!!” and he’s like “h,,,hello,,,” and you always think he must be scared of you or something because he isn’t as upbeat and as talkative with you as he is with the other neighbors
  • and that makes you a bit upset,,,,,so you decide that you’re gonna prove that you’re a good neighbor by baking him a cake,,,,,,,,,the only problem is: you cannot bake
  • and when you’re done, and you’re sure you followed the recipe correctly, you can’t help but look at the cake as it’s slowly falling apart and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,this isn’t going to work,,,he’s going to think i hate him or something wlrgjsa
  • so you go out and you buy a cake instead and you knock on his door and when jimin opens it he’s like ,,,,,very surprised to see you and you’re like
  • “i know we don’t talk much,,,,and that’s rude of me neighbors should get to know each other so i made this,,,,,,,as a welcoming gift???”
  • and jimin is like “ive,,,ive lived here for over a year” and you’re like i k NOW,,,,,,i just,,,,,,,here 
  • and jimin takes it, his face gone completely red and he’s like thank,,,,,,thank,,,,,tha-thank you
  • and you’re like are you ok??? you’re redder than a lobster
  • and jimin is like iM FINE,,,,,,,,,,do,,,,,,do you wanna,,,,,,,,,,eat this with me,,,,,,
  • and you two end up sitting awkwardly at jimin’s dining table and jimin hands you a slice of cake with shakey hands and you’re like,,,,,,he seems so scared of me what do i do
  • and suddenly you’re like “im,,,,,,,im not mean” and jimin is like ????? and you’re like “i always think that you dislike me,,,,,but really im nice!! i think,,,,,,did i do something to scare you???” and jimin is like “nO,,,,,,nO,,,,,,it’s not that,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,”
  • and he looks down and tries to distract himself with eating cake but then he’s like “wait- is this,,,,,,,,,,,is this from,,,,,,the store down the block?” and you’re FRICK im caught and you’re like sorry i tried to bake one but,,,,,it came out bad so i bought one
  • and jimin is like you did all of this for me??? and you’re like YEAH i don’t want us to be neighbors that are cold with each other,,,,,,
  • and jimin kind of smiles sadly and he’s like “just neighbors,,,,right”
  • and you’re like wait,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,do you,,,,,,,,do you want something more
  • and jimin is like WHAT WHO SAID THAT UM THIS CAKE IS THE BEST MY FAVORITE FLAVOR OF CAKE YUM
  • and you’re looking at him,,,,,,realizing slowly that the redness in his face isn’t because he’s sick,,,,,,,,but omg park jimin has a c r u s h on you

Taehyung

  • the neighbor who you see at really odd hours of the night,,,,,like,,,,,,why is only getting home at 4 am???? is he ordering pizza at 8am???? what is his schedule 
  • would own like 40 dogs but the building has a no pets policy and it’s killing taehyung,,,,,,,,,he literally has to go over to his friends houses who have pets to get his daily dose of cuddling puppies otherwise he’ll get depressed 
  • the neighbors who have had a chance to speak with him all think he’s very,,,,,,,laidback and more than likely you’ll see him hanging around in the parking lot of the building skateboarding around or playing with strays that he feeds
  • and his own apartment is full of second-hand furniture he got from his parents and friends and he has posters up of like classic horror movies that are like peeling off the wall
  • and he used to play music outloud,,,but people would complain so he switched to just playing it through his headphones and pretending to like air guitar on his sofa 
  • and speaking of which,,,,,,he actually doesn’t have a bed because he was like what’s the point i can sleep on my couch or on my beanbag or on the floor,,,,,,,,taehyung literally doesn’t care is what im trying to say
  • his bedroom is just bookshelves (which are falling apart) full off old toys and cds and skateboards pilled up and baseball caps 
  • but it somehow manages not to be messy,,,,just kind of like very down-to-earth like him
  • and you know taehyung likes animals you’ve seen him wear shirts with dog faces like one five different occasions also he once rescued a kitten that was getting picked on by younger kids
  • and so when the landlord says she’ll be coming around to chat with you in your apartment about your new air conditioner you’re like “i need to hide my baby,,,,my angel,,,,,,,,my cat,,,,,,Mr. Tubs”
  • and you knock on taehyungs door hoping he’ll answer and to your relief he does,,,,,,,and you’re pretty sure there’s a noddle stuck to his cheek but you’re like “hey hey i know we don’t talk much but the landlord is coming up in five minutes and i need you to hide Mr. Tubs for me”
  • and taehyung is like whose Mr. Tubs and you like hand him the duffel bag and your cats head peeks out and you’re like “qUICK go inside ill be back in half an hour to get him”
  • and taehyung is standing there with your cat in a bag as he watches you run off
  • and he looks down and he’s like “hey Mr. Tubs” and your cat is like,,,meow who are you jokes jokes
  • but yes after you talk with the landlord you’re back to see taehyung and when you knock on the door you realize it’s open and when you step inside you see taehyung sitting on the floor of his living room, Mr. Tubs peacefully napping in his lap and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,my cat likes him better than he likes me is taehyung Magical
  • and you’re like “heY hope Mr. Tubs wasn’t too much!!!!” and taehyung is like “your cat is awesome” and you’re like thank,,,,,you
  • and taehyung is like “do you think you can let him stay here,,,,,while he naps,,,,,,he’s just so nice” and you’re like ok they really did bond in this half hour
  • and you’re like “sure,,,,,,,,,,um,,,,,ill,,,,,go?” and taehyung’s like “no, you can stay if you want we can play like monopoly or something”
  • and you pull out the old board game from under a pile of what looks like notebooks and stuff and you open it and like half the pieces are missing but it’s whatever you and taehyung have a good time anyway
  • and he makes you laugh??? and like he’s so comfortable to be around because he’s so easy going
  • and you’re like ‘you skate right??’ and he’s like not well but you’re like pfft please id love to learn and taehyung’s like “yo ill teach you”
  • and you kind of blush a bit because he smiles so wide and he’s actually really handsome??? and before you know it two hours has gone by and Mr. Tubs wakes up only to walk from taehyungs lap and plop down into yours
  • and you’re like “ill take this rascal back home now,,,,so he can sleep in his bed and not on my neighbors” and taehyung laughs but he’s like bring him over again anytime and hey,,,,,,,tomorrow at 7 are you free?
  • and you’re like pm??? and taehyung is like no am and you’re like what who wakes up that early tomorrow is sunday and taehyung is like “well it’s a good time for me to teach you how to skate ^^”
  • and gdi you’re actually agreeing to get up early on a weekday because hey,,,,,,,,,,he is really cute,,,,,,,,,,

Jungkook 

  • don’t even try to argue with me on this: jungkook collects actions figures and anime figures and those little nintendo figures,,,,,,,,,you know what i mean
  • has them like displayed on a shelf above his computer and gets really excited about packages because you guessed it: it’s a new figure
  • like he doesn’t have a bunch, he just gets the ones that are like of his favorite characters and also,,,,,,,,he seems like the type to own the soundtracks from his favorite games
  • and other than that,,,,,,like nothing matters to him
  • like he’s got his computer for gaming, and his bed for sleeping what else is there to life
  • uses his living room as a closet really like the armchair has clothes piled up on it and comic books 
  • he eats at a low table that he forgets to clean so when jin comes over he’s like “jungkook. look at this. look at these crumbs”
  • jungkook: “listen,,,,,,,mom” 
  • jin: “what did you say?”
  • jungkook: “nothing i said i was gonna go get napkins to clean off the crumbs,,,,,,,”
  • and the neighbors all think he’s cute and some1 once asked him if he was still in high school and jungkook was like,,,,,no,,,,,,,,,i graduated and the person was like oh my i thought you were 16
  • and jungkook wasn’t sure if he should be flattered or,,,,,,,
  • but also he kind of keeps to himself so he doesn’t have a lot of close friends in his building and you and him don’t really speak but one day,,,,you end up with a strange package at your door
  • and at first you think it’s that rice cooker you bought but when you open it you pull out this figure and you’re like wtf is a sasuke uchiha
  • and then you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,wait this isn’t mine
  • and you see jungkooks name on the box and you’re like SHIT I OPENED MY NEIGHBORS MAIL THAT’S A CRIME
  • so you quickly try to put some tape on it and make it look untouched but it’s so obvious you ripped it open but you’re like maybe,,,,,,maybe he won’t be mad he seems like a nice dude
  • so you take the package and you ring his doorbell and jungkooks like ??? and you’re like “this is,,,,,,,,yours,,,,,,,,i accidentally opened it but,,,,,,,,,,,,,i swear i didn’t break anything!!!!! sasuke is alright!!!”
  • and jungkook is like “god bless sasuke is alright” and you’re like “he looks cool is he from a game?”
  • and wow you know when you ask people who are super passionate about something and their eyes light up WELL
  • and before you know it you’re standing there listening to the subplot of naruto and sasuke’s rivalry and you’re like,,,,,,what is happening but 
  • jungkook looks so adorable listing off his favorite episodes that you’re like you know what whatever let’s talk about this
  • and jungkook asks you if you’re into any games/movies/shows and you’re like YEAH i have a few favorites
  • and you two are totally bonding in the hallway over geeky stuff but then you’re also like
  • “you’ve been holding that box up for like the last 45 minutes doesn’t your hand hurt??”
  • and jungkook is like “nah, i work out look!”
  • and he rolls up his sleeve innocently to show you his muscles and you’re like WOAH WHAT
  • and jungkook is like teehee my hyungs call me the ‘hulk’ isn’t that cute?? and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,ok he’s adorable but he’s also strong but he’s also funny but he’s also swole,,,,,,,,huh,,,,,,perfect dare i say,,,,,,,,,bf material
  • first date: binge-watching your favorite shows while getting to know each other better by playing 20 questions LOL 
With Love And Money

 Sugar Daddy!Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff 

Warnings: Daddy kink, spanking, D/s themes, i think that’s it

Words: 8k 

Request:  ahhh yonni omg could you do a really nasty yoongi daddy kink smut with spanking please?


Originally posted by bwiseoks

Keep reading

Forgot your anniversary - Got7

This was requested by @got7iscool thank you so much for requesting and I hope you enjoy!! Also I may have gotten a bit carried away so they are kinda long oopsie. <3

*credit to gif owners*

Mark:

You and your expensive dress, perfectly done hair, manicured nails, and pristine makeup that took you hours sat alone in a booth for probably 30 minutes to half an hour waiting. The thought of being stood up on your anniversary never even occurred to you. Mark couldn’t have forgotten. Mark knows better. But after the minutes continued to tick by and the waitress asking if you were still waiting and the multiple sympathetic looks you were fed up.

You took a few dollars out of your clutch to give to your exceptionally patient waitress on the way out. As the host pushed open the door for you, you ran into the man you were just waiting on. He had flowers, red roses to be exact.

“Okay before you scream and kick at me just let me say I’m tremendously sorry, the guys wouldn’t let me leave the studio till we finished the song. I’m so sorry, I love you so much and I didn’t do this on purpose. God you look so beautiful and I know you waited here forever and I-I know this won’t fix everything but I ran past this flower shop and these just looked to good to resist.” Mark sincerely apologizes and hands them to you.

The host looks at you to make sure you’re okay and he could leave without fear of you being hurt. You give him a small nod and he goes back inside to resume his duties.

You grasp the flowers from his hands and a small sigh of relief leaves his mouth. You lift your head up slightly to look at him and his hand cups your cheek softly.

“I love you. I’m sorry.” He gently kisses your forehead and you feel a small smile creep onto your lips.

“I love you too. Are you hungry? I know of this amazing restaurant and it’s super close.” You joke making both of you giggle, he wraps an arm around your shoulder as you head back through the doors.


Jaebum:

You meticulously placed blue and white tissue paper over the opening of the gift bag, making sure it was packaged absolutely perfect. You spent weeks planning and ordering this gift for Jaebum for your 2 year anniversary today. You wanted to surprise him with it at work so after dressing up in your nicest sundress and nude strappy sandals you made your way to JYPE. The secretary knew your face by now and instantly let you through without any trouble. You practically skipped your way up to the studio where they were currently working on a new album for the next comeback. The bright yellow and blue of your dress reflected your peppy attitude, it radiated into the studio as soon you opened the door.

“Y/n!” Jackson stands and hugs you tightly.

“To what do I owe this surprise?” Jaebum looked at you with a smirk and you tilted your head slightly.

He must be feigning confusion.

“Oh don’t play dumb~ it’s our anniversary!” You pinch his cheeks and feel him freeze under your touch.

“Y/n…let me explain.” Jaebums voice was steady as he motioned for the other boys to leave.

“You-you forgot?” If he hadn’t known you so well he wouldn’t have heard your voice tremble, but he does, and he did.

“I’m so sorry Y/n, there’s no excuse that can fix this.” His voice was serious, he knew he messed up.

Jackson suddenly walked back in and messed with the soundboard and before either of you could yell at him he left. Your eyebrows furrowed as a sweet familiar piano tune filled the room along with the purest voice you’ve ever heard. Jaebums.

JB’s voice softly sang lyrics to your favorite song, My Answer by EXO. You sat down on the couch and he watched you with careful eyes as you started swaying along with the music. He sang it for you. He recorded the piano for you.

“Listen, I don’t expect this to change anything-“ You cut off his ramble with a kiss.

“Shut up JB, it’s okay. You’re allowed to forget things you have a huge career and a lot of pressure on you. That was really sweet of you to record that song for me, I love you.” You kissed him again and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“I’m gonna make it up to you tonight baby, just wait.” He pulled away for a mere second before connecting your lips once again in a passionate kiss.


Jinyoung:

Jinyoung never forgot anything. Never. Not even your parents anniversary date which was still fuzzy to even you sometimes. So when he didn’t come home for your anniversary dinner date you were concerned. You picked up your phone and dialed him, he answered in the first ring which calmed your rapidly beating heart.

“Hey baby what’s up?” He answered the phone cooly.

What’s up? What’s up??

Just wondering when you would be home for our dinner, our anniversary dinner. Remember?” You made sure to put the emphasis on anniversary.

“Oh-oh my god. I’ll be there in 10 minutes. Oh my god I’m so sorry.” Jinyoung’s voice was full of stress and genuine guilt as he realized what he had done.

“See you then.” You hung up and ran your fingers through your hair.

Of all the things he remembers, your five year anniversary isn’t one of them. You shimmied out of your nice dress and kicked your heels back inside your closet and climbed into bed. You shoved your face into the pillows and curled up into a fetal position. Some time later you heard the front door open and close then your bedroom door creaked open. You heard his light steps on the hardwood floor as he slid out of his sneakers and gently laid down next to you, obviously thinking your asleep.

“I’m sorry baby, I love you so much. We just finished a song today and the guys wanted to celebrate. I’m so so sorry, I’ll do anything you want.” Jinyoungs soft voice contaminates any negative thoughts you might’ve had about him.

You turned over to face him with raised eyebrows and he smiled at you, feeling a wave of relief over the fact that you didn’t seem too upset about his slip up.

“Anything?” A smirk grew on your face and he knew he was in for some trouble.

“Anything baby, just let me know.” He nods and you tap your chin for a moment.

“Start cleaning babe, I’ll tell you when to stop.” You kiss his cheek and push him out of bed.


Jackson:

“Y/nnnn~” Jackson’s drunk whiny voice was on the other line.

You scoffed at him, first he doesn’t call telling you he’s going out, totally forgets it’s your anniversary, and on top of all that, he has the nerve to drunk dial you.

“Where are you?” You started pulling on flat shoes instead of the stilettos you wore for the dinner he forgot about.

“Ahh uh- jaebummie where are-“ “Hey, Y/n its JB I’m really sorry for causing you trouble. We are at the Octagon club just off Gangnam-gu.” Jaebum cut off Jackson’s voice and for that you were kinda thankful.

“Did he happen to mention it was our anniversary?” Your curiosity gets the best of you as you step out the door.

“Oh my god, no he didn’t. Y/n I’m sorry I wouldn’t have let him-“ “No worries bummie, not your fault. I’ll be there in a few.” You cut off the rambling boy with sweet intentions as you started the car.

When you arrived at the club you saw Jaebum holding up Jackson and you could visibly see both of their ears perk up. You unlocked the door and got out to help him strap Jackson into the car. You kissed Jaebums cheek and told him thank you for taking care of your boyfriend.

You turned your focus back on the boy who totally, 100%, without a doubt forgot it was your 3 year anniversary. About 5 minutes from home was when Jackson finally spoke.

“Jagi? Did I forget something? You look dressed up.” His words slurred together but you could decipher enough.

“Yes Jackson, you did.” You sighed and pulled into the driveway.

You helped him up and into the house, changing his clothes and laying him on his side in the bed. You were far too upset to sleep in the same bed so you grabbed a sheet and your pillow to head to the couch.

In the morning Jackson felt a heavy pounding in his head and his heart when he realized you weren’t in bed with him. When he saw you on the couch it dawned on him what he had done.

“Baby? I’m sorry I’m so so sorry.” Jackson wakes you up by shaking you lightly till your eyes flutter open.

“It’s-its fine jackson.” You stretch and he shakes his head no.

“Get ready whenever, I’m gonna make breakfast and I’m taking you shopping. I’m gonna spoil the hell out of you because you deserve it.” Jackson was already making his way to the kitchen before you even had time to react.


Youngjae:

Youngjae never forgot special days, he would wake you up with breakfast in bed and a pretty flower laying on the tray. Then he would give you a small gift and take you out to your favorite places. But today, nothing. You woke up and he was gone, not in the kitchen, living room, or the office. He couldn’t have forgotten right? Right?

You decided to not make a big deal of it and make yourself breakfast, you settled on a waffle and some orange juice. You sat at the breakfast bar, absentmindedly scrolling on your phone.

Eventually you finish your food and take a shower, hoping by then he’s back home, ready to celebrate your anniversary. But when you got out, he still wasn’t there, he did text you however.

Good morning babe, figured you’re up now. Went to the studio for the day text me if you need anything. Love you

You re-read the words “for the day” over and over, he really didn’t remember. You sighed and typed a variety of messages before deleting them. You decided on a simple “okay love you”.

Hours passed, mindlessly watching Seinfeld and Friends reruns on some channel you landed on. You were hurt that he forgot but chalked it up to the upcoming comeback and the creation of new concepts. It was around dinner time when you assumed he’d be home soon, you started making dinner after tidying up the apartment.

You were halfway through dinner when the front door opened and a small golden retriever puppy trotted in with its tongue out making you giggle. You knelt down and turned the puppies tag over to look at who the owner might be and engraved into the metal you see: I’m sorry, happy 2nd anniversary xx

Your eyebrows furrowed until Youngjae walked in with a guilty look on his face. He remembered. “I’m so sorry Y/n, I don’t know what happened. I lost track of the days and I’m sorry. I hope he can make up for all the stuff we missed out on doing today.” Youngjae picks up the puppy and wraps an arm around your waist.

“I forgive you, what’s his name?” You kiss his cheek and pet the puppies head.

“Deuce?” Youngjae asks and you nod with a giggle, letting the punny name roll off your tongue.

Bambam:

You waited patiently for him to return your calls and texts while you sat alone at a two person table in your favorite coffee shop. You hadn’t even ordered yet and a familiar waitress set your regular order down on the table.

“Thank you.” You smile kindly at her and she returns the smile before tending to other tables.

You and Bammie visit here very often, at least once, sometimes twice a week for a year. You both thought it would be very reminiscent if for your one year anniversary you had a date here. But someone seemed to forget this special day. You dialed his number once again and put the phone up to your ear. It rang before a very out of breath bambam answered.

“I’ll be right there I’m so sorry please still love me. I-I got caught up with the guys and when I realized what day it was…God I’m so sorry Y/n. I’m almost there! Please wait!” Bambam stuttered and breathed heavily on the other end, leaving you to just say “Okay”.

Not a minute later bambam walked in looking very disheveled and his silver hair was all over the place but the smile on his face was blinding when he saw you. You noticed a small blue bag in his hand and raised your eyebrows.

“We agreed on no gifts Bammie.” You said as he set the bag down in front of you, taking a seat in the empty chair.

“Well after your shitty boyfriend forgot I figured it was fine. I’m sorry again.” He kisses your forehead and you couldn’t help but smile.

He watched you take the tissue paper out one by one until a long royal blue velvet box was left at the bottom. You picked it out and moved the bag and paper to the side. You lifted the box open and gasped when you saw the gorgeous silver and diamond studded necklace.

“Do-do you like it? I’m not trying to bribe you, I was running here and I passed a jewelry store with that in the window. I had to.” He stood up and his hands picked up the necklace to help put it on you.

You moved your hair to the front as the cool silver landed on your collar bones and bambams fingers fumbled with the clasp.

“I love it bammie, thank you.” You turned around and kissed his lips.

“I love you Y/n, I promise not to forget again.” His voice held a certain sincerity that let you know he was 100% serious about this.


Yugyeom:

You tapped your bare foot impatiently as you stood in front of your front door, just waiting for him to come home. He forgot your anniversary, your 2 year anniversary to be exact. You wore your favorite skintight black dress with matching stiletto’s for about an hour until you accepted that he totally forgot about the dinner you two had planned together.

Fed up, you picked your phone up to dial his number just as the door opened revealing him. He crept in the door, shrinking inch by inch as your gaze never let up from him. You couldn’t help but see and smell the take out in his hands, you cursed your stomach for growling and pulling a chuckle from him and you.

“Baby…I know no amount of apologizing will fix this but I’m so sorry. Here, you’re probably starving.” Yugyeom sat the food down in the kitchen and took out utensils for you.

You sat at the table with your best poker face as he watched you open your container and pour it into a bowl. As you were slurping the noodles he chuckled again and wiped the mess off your face.

“Did you bring this thinking it would make everything better?” You question him and he nodded shyly.

“Umm kinda? But I really am sorry, I’ll make it up to you I promise.” Yugyeom smiled but quickly put on a serious face knowing you were upset.

You cursed yourself once again, this time for not being able to resist the giant in front of you. You leaned forward to kiss him and when he leaned in you slapped the back of his head.

“Ah!” “You deserved that, don’t do it again.” You cut off his whine and scolded him before leaning in once again but actually connecting your lips this time.

Anthony trujillo imagine

“Hey your messeging wasnt working, but i was wondering if you could write an imagine of Anthony trujillo using 2, 27, 42, 47, 174 where the reader and him are super flirty and everybody in team 10 knows it, but chance is the only one that actually knows Anthony’s feeling for her”
2. “Stop winking”
27. “Oh its on”
42. “Why so flirty all of a sudden?”
47. “I touched the butt….”
174. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”
——————
You had just woken up and had already got yourself ready to meet tessa and erika for a run

Making sure you closed and locked yojr front door you grabed yoir things

Making your way to your jeep you made sure you had everything as you placed your bag in your car

The girls had invited you over for a sleepover tonight

Considering you were practically apart of team 10 everyone was excited to have you over

———–
After a 30 minute drive you had made your car fit near the sidewalk to the house

Makong sure you locked your door you made your way to the door

After knocking a few times because the doorbell was broken somone opened it

“Hey!” A voice said as you looked away from your phone to see Anthony

You had a massive crush on Anthony for the longest time and flirting happened a lot between you both

“hey tony!” You said going to walk in

Your walk was stopped when you felt something make contact with your ass

Gasping you turned around to Anthony

“I touched the butt….” he said shocked at himself and then smirked and winked

Looking at him you glared and then turned around to face the others who were smirking or grinning

Shrugging you made your way into the kitchen where erika and tessa were

“Damn its hot in here!” Anthony yelled as he made his way into the kitchen flapping his shirt

“Then take your shirt off” you said without even thinking

Seeing his shcoked expression you decided to have a bit of fun

“What?!” He asked

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.” You stated smirking at him

He grinned and took his shirt off and while doing so he flexed

You had never seen him without a top before and he was looking mighty fine

He took a step towards you untill he wrapped his arm’s around your waist

“Like what you see babe?” He asked and then winked

You rolled your eye’s

“Stop winking” you said to him as you made it so you were sitting on the bench and away from him

He sighed and made his way over to you again and spread ypur legs so he was now in between them

“You know you love it y/n” tessa said as the other’s made their way in

“Yeah we all know you with he could fuck you all day long” jake said making you groan and blush

You moved your head so it was now hiding in Anthony’s neck where you wrapped your arms around his neck

He soon wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his chin on top of your head

“Leave her alone guy’s. At least she can get laod when she wants. She’s just gotta ask” Anthony said causing you to blush more and push him away

“Let’s go girl’s.” You said beginning to walk to the door

“We wanna come!” You heard chad say and soon they were all pushing infront of you and out the door

“Who’s going in who’s car?” You asked when you saw them arguing

“Were all set. Anthony is the onky one left so he will have to go in yours” jake said as he backed out in his jeep as the other’s followed

You sighed and ipened your jeep door

“Come on then hot shot” you said smiling at Anthony as you got in

“Coming!” He said like a little girl as he got in the car

You shook ypur head and backed out and made your way following the other’s

——-skip ride——–
You had just parked when a voice caught your attention as you got out

“Yeah he likes her. Maybe even loves her” you heard chance say

“So why hasnt he asked her out yet? Tessas voice says

"He’s not sure how to express it to her” jake says joing in

You were soon cut off by Anthony as he placed a hand on your lower back

“You alright?” He asked

You nodded and moved away from him

“Last one to the group has to buy the other lunch!” You yelled already running

“Oh its on!” You heard Anthony yell as You heard him racing after you

You were nearly there when you felt arms wrap around you and lift you up spinning you around

He placed you down facing the other way and raced to the other’s beating you

“That’s not fair! You cheated!” You yelled as you made you way to him

He grinned at you and winked causing you to frown

His smile soon vanished seeing you upset as his arms found their way around your waist again

“I suppose i could buy lunch then” he said as he smiled at you causing you to blush

Nodding you then ran up to erika and tessa and began making your way infront of the boy’s walking up the hill

About 12 minutes into the walk your conversation with the girl’s stipped when you heard the boy’s whisper

“Why not just ask her out?!” Jake whispered

“Because!” Anthony said quietly

“Because what bro?!” Chad asked in a whisper

“Im not sure if she likes me like i fucking like her okay!” Anthony said a bit too loud

You sighed and continue talking with the girl’s

“You like him right?” Erika asked

You sighed a nodded

“I knew it!” Tessa says

“Why are you so sad then?” Erika asks

“Because i want him to ask me out you know….” you said softly

You could see the girl’s exchange knowing looks and sighed

“Nice ass babe!” Anthony yelled to you as you started jogging

“Thanks!” You yelled back

You had finnaly made it to the top of the hill and smiled when you saw the view

Sitting down you swung your legs over the side and smiled

“You know apherodite ain’t got nothing on your beauty!” You heard Anthony say as he sat down next to you

Looking yo him you saw his top was off

“Why so flirty all of a sudden?” You asked softly laughing

“What? Me flirting? Haha” he said blushing

“Were gonna take some photos and i wanted to know if you wanted to get one with me?” He asked scratching the back of his neck

“Of course babe!” You said smiling

“Great!” He said as he got up and then helped you up but he didn’t let your hand go

Infact he interwined your fingers together and squeezed

He sighed when you squeezed his hand back

“Let’s do this” kade said as he held his camera

“Y/n why don’t you go on Anthony’s shoulders” kade said as he smiled at you both

You looked at Anthony for confirmation to wich he nodded and bent down allowing you to go on his shoulders

You grabbed his hair feeling him raise up

“Ouch” he said causing you to blush

“Im so sorry!” You said as you felt him laugh

“It’s alright babe. Hold my hand’s and smile. I wont let anything happen to you” he said

You smiled and grabbed his hands and smiled at the camera

After a few more photos with the other’s you made you way back to the cars

“You alright babe?” Anthony asked you

“Yeah just a bit tired” you said softly smiling at him

“I know you dont let people drive ypur car but maybey i should drive back yeah?” He asked

You nodded and handed him the keys to which he smiled at you

———
You had just made it back to the team 10 house and you were now in the kitchen while the other’s were upstairs getting a movie ready

“Hey..” you heard Anthony’s voice as you grabbed snacks and drinks

“Hey!” You said as you turned to the next cubourd

“Can i talk to you?…” he asked sounding nervous

You dripped wjat you were doing and grabbed a stool and sit down so you were faceing him on the other stool

“What’s wrong?” You asked softly

“Nothings wrong it’s just. I dont know how to say this but i like you….” he said softly

“You don’t have to say anything…i knew you wouldn’t have liked me anyway…” he said as he got up and began making his way back up stairs

You grabbed his hand and pulled him back so he was looking at you

“I like you too you dork” you said softly and smiled at him

“You do?! Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked

You smiled and nodded causing him to smile and hug you

“Can i kiss you?” He asked placing his hand on your cheek

“Yes” you said and soon his lips were attached to yours in a soft and passionate kiss

As you pulled away you heard the other’s cheering and looked at Anthony who just smiled and kissed you again.

anonymous asked:

would it be okay for you to do a college au for lee daehwi please? ;3; your college au's are always so amazing and I love reading them!

  • major: psychology 
  • clubs: book club, part of student government as treasurer
  • is that kind of student. the one who does their homework three days in advance, teachers are the ones emailing him about recommendations, tutors others in english, and still manages to look very handsome doing so
  • even though it’s only his first year in college,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,How
  • daehwi claims he has a “system” but when people ask him what it is he just winks and is like ;) a magician never gives away his secret!~
  • (cheesy, but we love it)
  • he initially wanted to go into the literary department, but something about psychology really fits his personality. he kind of likes to over analyze and make predictions 
  • which he claims is NOT the case
  • but his best friend somi was like “daehwi on our first day you literally introduced yourself to that kid daniel and went “from your handshake i can safely assume you’re in the emt field” and now daniel is convinced you can read minds.”
  • but daehwi is like please! that’s not over analyzing- 
  • youngmin: you told me i had a complex about my hair after i told you my favorite color
  • daehwi:,,,,,,,,,,but youngmin it has to do with the fact that people who like green tend to-
  • somi: you’re doing it again
  • but daehwi,,,,,is just a sunflower,,,,,a positive hardworking boy who sometimes comes off a little demanding but he’s,,,,not he’s just trying to help
  • lots of people have already resorted to being mean about him because of their own jealousy but daehwi does his best to push it away,,,,even to the point where he always apologizes in class if he talks too much or seems like he’s looking for attention
  • and somi is always like don’t do that bro but daehwi,,,,as collected and cool as he looks walking through the campus with his psych textbook in hand and a cup of coffee in the other
  • daehwi is just as nervous and scared about being unliked like everyone else,,,,,
  • which is why you really like him
  • see if daehwi is the clean-cut, proper student then you’re the opposite,,,,the type to sit with your legs up on the desk, doodle on your homework, maybe not even show up
  • and you have psych 43 with him,,,,human emotion and,,,,the teacher is always droning on and on about the reading and the only person who ever talks is daehwi
  • who seems so damn bright in a class that is so damn boring
  • and you’ve heard the way people sneer under their breath when he brings up a point, the eye rolling, the ‘whats the point of taking this class if all we hear is that brat talking?’
  • but you’ve also seen daehwi grit his teeth, keep raising his hand, and completely strive to do the best even in a room full of negativity
  • and sure,,,,,you’re not the straight a, study in your free time kind of person daehwi is friends with but you like people that fight for themselves 
  • and one day as daehwi is explaining something you hear someone make a joke calling him something rude and it’s annoying you so you suddenly stand up
  • causing daehwi to freeze mid-sentence and the teacher to raise an eyebrow
  • and you point to the person and you’re like “wanna say that louder, i heard your friend laugh and i want to laugh too.”
  • the teacher is motioning lazily  for you to sit down,,,,but tbh it doesnt really look like he cares all that much and daehwi is like “it’s ok -”
  • but you’re like “c’mon say it. i wanna hear it. make me laugh.”
  • and the person looks terrified,,,,because you’ve never been known to take things with a grain of salt and you’re crossing your arms waiting
  • and the teacher is like “this isn’t high school, sit down-”
  • and you’re like “uhuh i will, but you-” you point at the person now cowering in their seat “ill see you after this lecture. i wanna hear that joke up close and personal.”
  • the teacher just mumbles for everyone to calm down and when you sit back you smirk to yourself knowing god damn well that person will bolt the minute class is over
  • but you also feel daehwi scoot over and he’s like “hey,,,,i don’t usually whisper in class but you shouldn’t fight anyone!!! college expel people for that-”
  • and ur like “don’t worry there’s not going to be a fight that coward wont wait for me anyway”
  • and you look to the side to see daehwi’s obviously concerned expression,,,,,,and ok what - why is he so freaking cute???? 
  • quickly you look back toward the front where the teacher is pointing to something haphazardly on the board 
  • but you feel it,,,,,your heart beat,,,,,,your stomach doing flips,,,,,
  • and with one peek to the side you see it again,,,,,,,,,daehwi’s,,,,,,,,cute,,,,,,cute cute cute,,,,,face
  • as expected with class over you see the stampede of kids run out and the first person infront is that guy you called out
  • and you chuckle to yourself until you suddenly feel someone’s trembling hand on your shoulder
  • and you turn and daehwi is there,,,,,,that face of his flushed pink,,,,,and he’s like “i,,,,,know he was joking about me,,,,,,yo-you didn’t have to stand up for me-”
  • but you’re like “no, i did. daehwi you’re too good for most of the people here. for me especially, but also for those scumbags who try to make you feel bad about being smart. sometimes though, you need to say something so they’ll shut up.”
  • with that you sling your bag over your shoulder and you turn again to leave
  • but daehwi’s voice reaches you again and he’s like “im not,,,,,too good for anyone. but most of all,,,,im not too good for you.”
  • like for a moment you’re confused what does that mean-
  • but then you see daehwi rush over to stand in front of you and that pink flush has gone fULL on red
  • and he’s fiddling with his fingers but he’s also like !!!!! i,,,think you’re amazing and ,,,,, i wish you’d pay attention more in class because i can tell you’re very smart and i just,,,,,,,,l-like—-lik—–aPPRECIATE who you are,,,,,,a lot,,,,,,,,and-”
  • you feel a smile tug at your lips because,,,,oh,,,,is daehwi,,,,,trying to confess something?? but at the same time you’re like thank u,,,,for thinking im capable of more,,,,,,,,,but also,,,,,daehwi
  • and he’s shaking a bit with embarrassment but he’s like y-yes
  • and you step closer to push some hair from his eyes and you’re like “i like you too ^^ or appreciate if thats what you smart kids say.”
  • and daehwi is like RGOJFDLgiefd REALLY but also he’s like,,,,,,,,i m-meant it in a romanti-romantic way
  • and ur like yes i know baby
  • and he’s like baby???!??????? and ur like,,,,oops sorry ur just so cute i had the urge to call you that~~
  • and daehwi is like gijkl i knew u were straightforward,,,,and confident,,,,but ur also,,,,,,flirty,,,
  • and ur like hey hey don’t over analyze this rn mister and he’s like !!!! right!!!!!
  • but it’s cute because you never would have expected the sweet, dedicated student to fall for you,,,,,,,,,,(especially since ur pretty  sure uve slept through ur class with daehwi like 10 times)
  • but apparently daehwi is fascinated and when you reach out to hold his hand u think he might be overheating but ur not 100% sure 
  • college boyfriend!daehwi is,,,,,,amazing. mostly because he really likes sappy things even if he tries to hide it at first,,,,like he likes candles and flowers and romcoms,,,,,,tried to watch a horror movie with you but ended up curled in your lap asking if it was over,,,,,is too shy to come over to your dorm ever which is like so angelic and pure of him he’s always like we should meet up somewhere comfortable like a cafe!! ooo what about the library??? even better,,,,study hall?? like what a nerd but also what a sweet human being???, but he also has a fun side too sometimes daehwi will say something about someone that’s so blatantly savage but he thinks he’s being like observational and you have to put a hand over his mouth before you burst out laughing, makes handmade cards for every holiday, tries to recopy and organize your notes for you but you’re like letsssss cudddllllleee insteeeadd and for a good amount of time he can resist your charm but at some point he melts too, but you melt more than he does because daehwi is soooo good at being obliviously adorable that it hurts, when he’s concentrating and cutely making “aha!” sounds when he solve a problem to sleepily asking you to pet his head, isn’t big on pda but got super giddy over the idea of having matching phone cases, totally made you his phone wallpaper, his phone background, has a photo of you two on his nightstand, sometimes learns corny pick up lines from jisung but is too smart to actually try them out (unless he really wants your attention then you get a text thats like did it hurt when you fell from heaven and ur like ,,,,,,,,daehwi ??? do you have a cold??), refuses to admit he’s sick when he’s sick you have to practically drag him by the ear to the uni nurse, likes knowing you’re thinking of him especially when you two get a moment of alone time and you kiss him and mumble that you wanted to see him really badly and he still gets all shy and squirmy about it but on the inside he is DYING of HAPPINESS, thinks stuffed animals are cute so you guys got couple ones (you almost physically fought samuel when he said that was corny), stays up to study but still manages to have better hair than you and it drives you nuts like hOW, sent you a recording of him reading his notes from that class you have together and it was so smooth and nice you fell asleep to it LOL, wears soft cardigans that you always want to steal but daehwi is like we can just go buy you one?????, you hold daehwi’s face and tell him he deserves the world whenever someone says something dumb or he feels down, somi loves you guys and keeps telling everyone on campus that you and daehwi are set to marry soon, does this cute thing where when he has a surprise for you he can’t help but jump around and get all excited which lets u know he’s hiding something up his sleeve tBH he’s kinda easy to read, has an amazing singing voice that you didn’t know about until he actually wrote you a song for your birthday about how he loves you like a lot and you practically threw yourself into his arms and he laughed against your neck but seriously daehwi is so perfect you never understand how you got sOOOOO lucky (he says the same thing about you tho hehe) 

find others here: ong seongwoo | kang daniel 

I Missed You

“ hello can i get a bts scenario with yoongi where the reader and yoongi are best friends and the reader moves far away and they feel really helpless. kinda angsty but fluffy :) ty ”

genre: fluff with a pinch of angst

words: 2,791

masterlist

— the ending is shit lol. im tired sorryyy. why was this so long? idk. sorry if there’s any spelling/grammar mistakes it’s like 3 am rn—

“Y/N, you’re my best friend and all, but could you turn your volume down? You’re wearing headphones but I can still hear your music from here.” You took off the headphones, blinking and looking at Yoongi confusingly. “What?” He laughed, sighing at your cute confused face. “Turn your volume down.” Getting up from your chair, you go to sit down closer to him. “Nah.” With that, you turned the volume up and continued to listen to the song. Yoongi shook his head, watching as you stuck your tongue out childishly. He turned away from you and faced his computer once again, clicking on the play button. The beat he made in around half an hour plays, Yoongi pursing his lips as he listens to it for what seemed the 100th time. You pause your music and listen to it yourself. It sounded good, as all the things Yoongi composes do. “Is this an assignment for class?” you asked, tilting your head. He pauses the music, giving you his full attention. “No, just a little something I’m working on for myself.” Sighing, you went over to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your chin on his shoulder. “You need to rest, you know?” you joked, your melodic laugh playing in his ear. Yoongi smiled, not replying to your comment. “Anyways, I’ve got to go.” Your warm hands were no longer on his pale skin, your figure grabbing your bag and heading for the exit. “Where to?” he asked you. “Home. Got stuff to do,” His teeth fiddled with the skin of his bottom lip, his palm holding his chin. “You sure have a lot to do lately.” Your hand rested on the knob, body stopping at his words. Eyebrows furrowed, you suppressed a sigh. You wish you could tell him why you were so busy. You wish you weren’t so busy so you could have more quality time with him before he wouldn’t be able to bestow you with his presence. Tears almost fell at that moment, and you were glad you were turned around, your face hidden from him. Plastering on the realist fake smile you could muster, you turned around and faced him with it. When you did, he could feel that something was wrong. That wasn’t the smile he loved. “Yeah. See you tomorrow!” Without even letting him say anything back, you dashed out of the room. As you went down the stairs and into the student parking lot, Yoongi thought to himself. What was wrong with you? Last month you seemed fine, yet recently you’ve been cutting your hangouts short. Even if he knew you’d tell him eventually, he couldn’t help but worry. You were his best friend, someone he considered close to him, of course he’d worry. As much as he didn’t want to, he pushed the thoughts away and turned back to the computer in front of him.


You were sat in Yoongi’s studio once again, this time actually talking with him instead of watching him compose stuff like usual. “So basically, what I’m trying to say is that he’s a dick.” He laughed at your comment, his gummy smile making you smile as well. “Yeah, Y/N I totally didn’t get that from all the other times you’ve said it.” You slapped him playfully, pouting. “Hey! I’m making a very good point here!” He nods, giving you a sarcastic look. “Whatever you say. Oh yeah- want to go watch a movie next week? I already bought the tickets.” Yoongi got up, going over to his backpack that sat on the floor. He goes through a bunch of pockets until finally he grabs two slips of paper. “Here. It’s fine if you don’t want to, I can go with someone else but I guess I’d rather watch it with you.” You smile at his words, reading the words printed onto the ticket. “What, yes of course I’d want to. This is sweet of you, you didn’t have to.” He shakes his head, “I wanted to.” You were glad the movie wasn’t on the date you’d be leaving, or after. As cheesy as it was, it was a day before. Hopefully you’d have time to, with your parent’s understanding. One last time to hang out with your best friend. You still needed to tell him you were leaving Korea. You’d tell him that day. Yeah, on that day you would tell him. You wanted to spare as much hurt as you could. If you waited to tell him, you were preventing him from stressing and worrying about your guys’ time together. It was for the best.


It’s been a week. You’d be on a plane to China tomorrow. Currently, you were changing into your clothes. You didn’t want to overdo it, but you also didn’t want the last image of you in Yoongi’s mind to be ugly. Finally finishing, you look at yourself in the mirror. You were satisfied with yourself. Grabbing your phone and movie ticket, you bid farewell to your parents and head out the door. The movie theater wasn’t far from where you lived, so you walked there. Yoongi wasn’t there yet, but the movie wasn’t going to start until 12 minutes so you didn’t fret too much. You got a large soda to share with him, and a bag of his favorite candy. 10 minutes until the movie started. Maybe he was running late? He sometimes did that. You stood outside the room, pacing around. As people passed you, they stared and sometimes asked if you were confused about where to go. 6 minutes. You set the stuff down and got out your phone, calling Yoongi. The ringing continued after a few good seconds, and finally it stopped “God, Yoongi where are you, you should-” A monotone voice of a woman interrupted you, telling you to leave a voice message for the number you were trying to call. Groaning, you hang up and shove your phone back in your pocket. 2 minutes left. He still wasn’t here. You wanted to cry, you wanted him to get here so you could have a good time but to also slap him. To tell him that you were scared he wouldn’t come and you wouldn’t get to hang out with him before you left. Your thoughts distracted you for a good while because you heard dramatic music from inside, the voices of actors appearing. He was late.


You still waited outside, hoping to see him run into the theater short of breath and with an apology. Though, not everything goes as wanted. It had been 10 minutes and still no sign of Yoongi. With teary eyes, you entered the theater room and took a seat in the far back. Even with the loud volume and big screen in front of you, you couldn’t focus on the movie. Your mind was on a Yoongi. Why didn’t he come? He said he’d come, heck- he was the one who invited you! Eventually, you let the tears fall and you sobbed quietly, though people who heard dismissed it as you being emotional over the sad scene. The rest of the movie you just cried, munching on some of the candy. Before you knew it, it ended. The lights brightened up, people getting up from their seats. Wiping your face, you get up as well and start to leave the area. It wasn’t until you were near the exit that you saw Yoongi heading towards you. He was late, way late. The movie was around 2 hours long and you’d gotten there around 6. It was 8, technically night. Yoongi saw you and stopped walking, “Y/N I know I’m late and shit I-” You shake your head, a sigh coming from your lips. “Don’t make anything up, please. You were late, it doesn’t matter. This was supposed to be a day where we hung out, but you were late!”


“We can still hang out it’s not-” You interrupted him once again. “No, we can’t hang out Yoongi! I’m leaving Korea tomorrow, I need to be back home so we can double check everything! I wanted my last day here to be with you, but you didn’t come! Now we won’t get to hangout until god knows when! Fuck- Yoongi I cried the whole time, knowing I didn’t have one last happy memory with you. It’s too late, there’s no time.” The tears rolled down your cheeks once more, and Yoongi just stood there, processing your words. “Bye, Yoongi.” The bag of candy is shoved into his arms, and you begin to walk back home. “Wait Y/N!” You continue walking, ignoring his yells. A hand grabs your wrist, turning you around. “Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving Korea?” he asks you quietly. With a trembling lip, you take your arm back. “I didn’t want to worry you. I was supposed to tell you today, and I did, but not how I wanted to.”


You send him a forced smile and begin to walk away once again. This time Yoongi didn’t stop you. He watched as you walked away from him, leaving him for who knows how long. He didn’t want to believe it, he didn’t want you to leave Korea. He didn’t want you to leave him. Deep inside, he was hurting, crying for you to stay. But on the outside, he held a blank face and furrowed eyebrows. Inhaling sharply, Yoongi turns and walks opposite of you.


“Are you all done, Y/N?” your mom asks you. Sighing, you lift yourself up from the ground and nod at her. “Let’s go then.” Grabbing your suitcases full of memories, you follow your mother out of the house. It was hard to believe that it would no longer be your property. Leaving the place you grew up in hurt, leaving everyone you loved behind wasn’t easy either. You hadn’t even left Korea and you already missed him. You missed Yoongi. Your eyes scanned your house one last time before entering the car. Once sat down, you bring your feet up to the two extra seats, knees holding your chin. Little tears fell from your eyes, barely audible cries escaping your throat. Time flew by fast because it within minutes you were at the airport. You didn’t want to go, but you had to. Your dad opens the car door for you, giving you a sympathetic smile. You step out of the car and grab your things, walking towards the entrance. The 3 of you sat down, talking to each other while waiting for the flight. Finally your flight was called, and standing up never seemed so hard. Walking to the gate, you swallow the lump in your throat and hold back the tears.


You watched as the airport workers walked around the area, the flight attendant walking up and down the isle. A message came from the pilot, telling you to turn off your devices. You keep on staring out the window and doing nothing. The airplane takes off, heading towards China. You curl up and wrap yourself in the blanket you brought, eyes shutting closed. You didn’t know if you could live your life without him by your side. You felt helpless. Little did you know, Yoongi felt the same. You were gone, you wouldn’t come back. He didn’t even get to express the way he felt towards you.


Throughout the years, you made friends and even sparked some romances. Though, they didn’t make your heart flutter. Not like it would with him. Yoongi made friends, saw some girls but none of them made him feel special like you did. Life was hard without you. He missed seeing you sitting in the studio, watching him write down lyrics and such. He missed being able to wrap his arms around you and hug you for as long as he wanted. He missed having someone to be comfortable around. You missed it too. You missed him, his awkward hugs, his lame jokes and sarcastic comments. You didn’t know if you could do it. You didn’t know if you could live life on without him.


It had been a while since you’ve been in Korea. It was like just yesterday you landed on China, feeling hopeless and lonely. But in reality that was years ago. You weren’t a teenager anymore, you were in your twenties. You had made it, you had lived without him. Smiling, you set your suitcase against the hotel’s wall and grab the remote on the counter. Turning on the tv, a music show starts playing. “Performing their newest song, this is BTS!” You watch as the camera pans in on 7 handsome men, singing and dancing perfectly. You remember Yoongi telling you he wanted to do this exact thing, and you couldn’t help but wonder if he’d gotten closer to that goal. Your question was answered when a familiar face began to rap, his hair now a bright blue. Your eyes widen, keeping your eyes on the boy you once knew, now a man. The beat to the song was amazing, catchy. It made you want to dance along, despite not knowing the choreography. Did Yoongi produce this? His verse was over and another one of the members began to sing. Ever since leaving, Yoongi and you never kept in touch. He didn’t message you, you didn’t message him. It was like you not only left Korea, but you left your friendship. Now, he was this idol, performing on stage in front of a huge crowd. You’d never imagine Yoongi in this situation. He was the most successful out of you two. He did something interesting with his life while you just lived by yourself, working at a decent job.


The song ended and another group was to perform. Grabbing your phone, you look up his band. Suga. You smile softly. His stage name was cute. They were going to perform tomorrow too, it seemed. You quickly grab your debit card, typing in the information needed to buy a ticket. You wanted to see him. The reason you came back to Korea was to possibly see him. You didn’t think it’d be hard, though. He probably wouldn’t recognize you. Not only that, but he was an idol. Anyone could claim to be a childhood friend. Hopefully fate was on your side and you’d meet again.


“And now, BTS!” It felt different hearing it in person. People around you screamed, waving their light sticks around. Some cried, some laughed, some just calmly watched, waiting for their preferred group. The beat you heard yesterday played, the 7 boys beginning to dance. Everyone around you began to chant names to the beat, jumping. You were confused, but picked up on the chant. “Kim Namjoon! Kim Seokjin! Min Yoongi! Jung Hoseok! Park Jimin! Kim Taehyung! Jeon Jungkook! BTS!” you scream. You laugh, watching one of them begin to sing. Despite not knowing anyone, you danced along to the music with the people around you. Yoongi began to rap and you stop messing around, giving him your full attention. He seemed so happy, to be up there doing what he loved. “Min Yoongi!” you yell. Some fans laughed, telling you that their bias was also Yoongi. Yoongi glanced towards the scream of his name, looking for the fan that yelled out his name. That’s when his eyes landed on you. Your sparkly e/c eyes stared back at him, a cute grin on your face as you jumped around. He was shocked to see you, his voice trailing off. Luckily, no one really noticed due to the back up audio. From your spot, girls screamed. Yoongi had looked in your direction. He noticed you, but did he recognize you?


After BTS was done performing, the boys headed to the dressing room. “Hyung are you okay? You seen frozen.” Jungkook asks Yoongi, worry laced in his voice. “I saw Y/N in the crowd.” he answers. “Wait- childhood friend Y/N?” Yoongi nods, beginning to pace around the room. “What are you doing then? Get her back here!” Hoseok says. Yoongi goes over to a worker, asking them to pull you from the crowd and into the dressing room. He gave a description of how you looked and waited for you to arrive. After what seemed like forever, your familiar face was lead inside the dressing room. Once Yoongi saw you, he went over to you and just looked into your eyes. “Long time no see-” You were interrupted by his embrace, his familiar scent near you after such a long time. You hug him back, face burying into his neck. “Good to see you,” you joke.


“I missed you.” he replies. You smile. “Me too.”

falling asleep on nct dream’s shoulders

Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

Request: @elejks said: hello! can u do a reaction of nct dream to their crush falls asleep on their shoulders ? thank u, sorry if u dont understand.

A/N: ok so this is a kind of a reaction thing but at the same time it’s not???zfhekgfhge it’s basically a headcanon thing w all the same subject and in this case it’s falling asleep on their shoulders!!hope u enjoy<33 will put under a read more!!side note for in the future tho: i can do things like this but i probably won’t make them like per group anymore ajfhjhghr so basically just headcanons for one member!!<3thank u for reading


Keep reading

hidden relationship w/ idol!yuta (requested)

Originally posted by rebel-bee

request: Hii can you pls do Hidden relationship with idol!Yuta? Thanks :)

a/n so i’m guessing you guys really enjoy my hidden relationship scenarios bc i have a johnny and a doyoung one coming up as requested!!! other than that i still have a lot of other stuff in my requests but still feel free to send some here! i probably won’t post another one of these till next week since its project week so i’m gonna be focusing on school :( but please do support my other recent scenario for mark! thank you very much! (this got really long im so sorry)

genre: slight angst, fluff

  • ok so you’re ncts stylist 
  • so you’re always on the go with them and shit and you’ve actually grown pretty close to them
  • especially yuta
  • so yuta ,,,, he’s a flirt everyone is aware of this ,,, at first he tried to flirt with you whenever you do his hair
  • but then after a while, he’d actually talk about pretty interesting things which made u think like ??? oh he’s not just some stuck up flirty idol
  • then yeah you two eventually grew closer which led to him asking you out on a date
  • by date he means ,,, sneak out at 2 am and eat ramen at a convenience store
  • but that was fine with you. you understand his situation 
  • so you’ve pretty much only been dating for a month and since cherry bomb promotions have been going on, you can’t really risk getting him in trouble so you both agree to tell everyone about your relationship after promotions end
  • so yeah yuta’s actually such a good bf
  • he treats you like a goddess, he literally praises the ground you walk on
  • you, on the other hand, manage to sneak lil cheek pinches while doing his makeup
  • you’re always like “i don’t even have to do your hair it looks good no matter what”
  • you’re just a hidden power couple ya know
  • yeah ok so one day you’re just styling ncts hair and stuff and fixing their clothes for a music video
  • and johnny’s about to do his take and the other stylist is like “hey y/n can u do some final checks on johnny” and ur like yeah sure
  • so johnny’s sitting in the chair next to yuta’s and so yeah you’re doing final touch ups on johnny
  • and then he’s like “y/n ur really pretty”
  • and you’re like “oh thanks dude”
  • he’s like “are you free after the shoot we should go for some lunch or something”
  • you glance at yuta and he’s staring and u already know hes jealous bc hes so protective of u
  • you’re like “sorry johnny but ill pass i kinda have something going on later”
  • and he’s like “aw are u sure you can’t cancel that? its just lunch”
  • then he turns to yuta and he goes “bro don’t you think she should go out for lunch with me?”
  • yuta’s like “idk bro i mean she did say she already has plans tho” and he looks MAD
  • johnny’s like “aye do you have a boyfriend y/n”
  • you’re like “uhhhh yeah”
  • yuta’s like :333 dat me on the inside
  • johnny’s like “oh crap who’s the lucky guy!!!!!!”
  • you’re like “oh just some guy you don’t know him”
  • johnny’s like “oh well sorry for trying to get at you then man i didn’t know" 
  • ur like "nah its fine jaehyun tried to ask me out once too anyway”
  • then he goes off to film his take and thats when u realize YUTA DOESNT KNOW ABOUT THE JAEHYUN THING
  • yuta’s like “so jaehyun tried asking you out??”
  • you’re like “yyyyyyeeeeaaaaah”
  • “and you didn’t tell me?”
  • “yeaaaahhhhhh”
  • “was it before or after we started dating”
  • “after”
  • yuta’s like “if it was before would you have said yes”
  • and you’re like “wtf kind of question is that ofcourse not,,,, i had a thing for you”
  • and he’s still kinda insecure but he has to film so he leaves before he can say anything else
  • and you’re like no bby don’t feel that way :(:(:( 
  • so they’re taking a 10 minute break and you sneak yuta out back of the warehouse where theres no people
  • you’re like “yo you’re probably feeling insecure bc u think i would’ve dated your other members if you didn’t ask first aren’t you”
  • he’s just silent and looking at u
  • you’re like “well i wouldn’t have dated your other members anyway i always had a special thing for you bc you’re an amazing guy and the only one who can make my heart go like 💖💟💗💕💘💓💕💞💜💞💕 this and i only love you”
  • yuta grins and goes “you love me?”
  • you’re like “i said all that and thats all you got from it?”
  • he’s like “thats the only thing that really matters”
  • then he pulls you into a really tight hug 
  • like he’s literally squeezing your soul out
  • then he whispers “i love you too by the way”
  • and you’re like UGHHHDHDHH I LOVE ONE PRECIOUS BOY
  • and you pull him into a kiss
  • its cute bitch listen he smiles into the kiss isnt that fucking cute 
  • then when you pull away you see something in your peripheral vision 
  • you both turn to see the members staring at yall in shock
  • they’re faces are literally like :O
  • then doyoungs like “did i just watch a scene from a fucking drama or was that real life”
  • donghyucks like “HYUNG YOU’RE DATING Y/N??!?!??!!!!!?”
  • and while they’re all in shock their manager follows and goes like “you two. we need to talk”
  • you’re like “aw crap we’re so screwed”
  • so yeah the manager talks about how your relationship is gonna have to be lowkey. like really lowkey. and you both agree bc its better than being split up RIGHT
  • so after that scary talk yuta’s like “that was unexpected”
  • you’re like “that was really unexpected. and its only 2 pm.”
  • then yuta’s like “true. so can i get a kiss again”
  • you’re like “fuck off” but you pull him closer anyway and as you’re leaning in THE MEMBERS COME IN
  • THEY JUST COME IN AT THE WRONG TIMES
  • taeyongs like “are we interrupting something”
  • jaehyuns like “oh damn i remember i asked you out once y/n im so sorry”
  • johnny’s like “I ASKED YOU OUT THIS MORNING”
  • and the members are laughing at this and so is yuta
  • you’re like “its okay really johnny”
  • he’s like “NO ITS NOT I EVEN ASKED YUTA FOR HIS OPINION”
  • AND THE MEMBERS ARE CRACKING TF UP
  • “AND YOU SAID I DIDNT KNOW WHOEVER YOUR BF WAS. HE WAS SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO US”
  • and everyones just laughing while you’re reassuring johnny that it isnt a big deal
  • yuta puts his arm around you and he’s like “well atleast you guys know now. keep your hands off my lady.”
  • and donghyucks like “thats so gross and cheesy get out”
  • you’re getting shy so yuta pinches your cheek using the hand thats resting on your shoulder
  • everyone cringes on the outside but they actually find it REALLY cute
  • so everyone goes back to minding their own business
  • then yuta whispers “so how about a date after filming? or do you actually have plans?”
  • you grin and go like “only with you” :)
  • the end
on advice for those with mental illness

so inb4 i get slapped with “we cant all be neurotypical KAREN” ill preface this with the fact that i have severe depression, generalized anxiety disorder, moderate to severe OCD (more along the hoarder spectrum), and ADHD. all diagnosed. i deal with childhood sexual trauma as well. my experience is not universal, but it is not in the slightest neurotypical.

so learning how to grow and start healing fucking sucks. it really does. at a certain point it gets easier to just stay in your downward spiral. i get it, i totally do. ive been there for over 10 years (im 21 at the time im making this) and its taken me years of therapy and personal work to get to where i am now. i would consider myself stable at best, but its leagues better than where i used to be. part of that is just being lucky with recent life events, but much of it is me actively working on my mental illness.

cognitive behavioral therapy helps a fuckton. part of that is exposure therapy. it starts with little things. FORCE urself to go outside sometimes. FORCE urself to let something be “clean enough” or “good enough.” you dont have to personally handwash dishes you want to use to know theyre clean. let something be imperect, but start small. FORCE urself to look into someones eyes when u talk to them, or at least look at their mouth. a lot of the early work is about breaking out of your habits, your spiral. and it is work, absolutely. i know executive disfunction and lack of spoons/energy very well. starting small and succeeding tells your brain that you CAN do it.

i also have impulsive, intrusive thoughts. that sort of this is common but for me, its nearly every second of the day. when you start to understand that these thoughts ARENT yours, that obsessions have a cause you can point to, it starts to get easier. often i get thoughts of screaming nasty, racist, homophobic, transphobic things and it used to terrify me!! i used to think that those thoughts defined me or were some sort of “secret personality” of who i actually am. theyre not. theyre just shitty things that you hear and see from other people and your brain KNOWS you dont like them. but things that you KNOW are wrong are very often subjects of intrusive thoughts, especially for OCD. these thoughts arent who i am, and even tho i have to fight to not let that impulse take over, its much easier when you know WHY things happen.

ive been in therapy for years and i only recently told my psychiatrist about my ocd spectrum symptoms. that shit happens. it can be hard to trust someone until youve known them for YEARS. i never even told anyone about that facet of my mental illness until about a month before i told him during a session. my parents dont even know yet (unless they still check out my blog in which case HEY MOM i have ocd but im working on it real good also sorry about all the furries ily)

i have control issues. pretty bad ones. ones where i feel the need to control every aspect of my own life and those of people close to me. ive learned how to talk to people to get what i want from them. ive spent years working on not acting on them. i give people free reign to do what they need to do and offer to help when i can. i make a point to feel the mood of a room and go along with it. i make a point to involve other people in teaching me abt things that they like. being supportive and patient is hard for me, but it makes other ppl feel welcome around me. its probably for an ultimate selfish reason (i feel good that people like me and feel safe around me) but who cares!!! everything in life is selfish. being alive and continuing to live is a selfish act. but its not bad.

its been commonly said that your initial thoughts dont define who you are, but what your words/actions end up being (barring certain mental illnesses that prevent that ofc). the moment my therapist told me that theres things in my life that i cannot control, that there doesnt HAVE to be a reason for everything, it kickstarted the best, healthiest moment of my life. and im definitely not saying that you NEED a therapist/psych to start healing. honestly, that shit he told
me is really simple in basic. but you need to learn how to reach out and ask for help. ask anybody you feel comfortable with for help. getting help does not make me weak, it means i have the capacity for growth.

HEALTHY coping mechanisms will overcome unhealthy ones. youve probably been learning and using healthy ways to cope since you were young and just didnt realize it. think about the way you currently deal with your illness and be proud of it! good and bad! youve survived, and youre still surviving! youre not lazy, or difficult, or a bad person; you just have much more work and effort to put in to do the seemingly basic things that neurotypicals do. you and i work so hard to get to the bare minimum that its exhausting. you have to keep pushing your limits, and i dont mean you have to start yoga (fuck that my brain doesnt slow down enough for that) or run every week (im not there yet either) but just start working on one thing. even if that one, tiny thing takes a month, guess the fuck what!! you did it! you improved, you grew, you started HEALING. the words grow and heal might seem a little cliche and overused, but thats exactly what it feels like.

drink more water, being hydrated makes you feel better. try to eat healthier (mashed potatoes are suuuper easy to make btw u dont even need exact proportions to make delicious tates that YOU made. hmu if u wanna know what i do), youll feel less lethargic over time. stand up a few minutes every 1-3 hours, youll be surprised how much it helps. yes, these sound like neurotypical points of advice, but im there with you. these things DO help. they dont cure you, but they can help expand the base of things you fine yourself able to do.

TL;DR for other ADHD folks: growing as a person is hard. it takes work, actually difficult work. start small. you can do it. eat a potato. thank you.

Sexual Tension - Bucky x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) transfers to a new university only to find out her new teacher is a hot jackass. Heated words are tossed back and forth but it ends up making them gravitate even closer.

Pairing: Teacher/Professor!Bucky Barnes x Reader one shot

Word count: 2.8k

Warning: Lots of language and smart remarks. A bit of self-doubt or self-consciousness?

A/N: This is my first one shot so pleaseee bare with me. Many more to come and willing for request! I’m also willing to make more chapters to any one-shot if anyone wants! Your wishes are my command.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

You gulped down the rest of your coffee as you entered the university. Lifting up the paper in your hands you studied the number and directions to your first class of the day. Passing a trash can you tossed the empty cup into the bin.

You have to admit, you regret signing up for a class at 8am but you didn’t really have a choice. What makes it worse is that you’re notoriously well known for being early for any event you plan on attending.

You wander down the halls searching for the number ‘111’ to stand out on a door. Beyond searching and searching you finally come across the class you dread on taking. You glanced at the thrift store watch on your wrist; you curse under your breath. The watch read 7:36.

'Maybe I could wander around a bit? For 24 minutes? Damn.’

  You glance around the empty hallway, mentally beating yourself up for being super early. You took a deep breath and opened the door to your classroom. Even if you’re early, nobody will care if you just observe the room that’ll cause years of debt in your name, right? They can’t exactly kick you out, right? ⠀ ⠀

You walk into the room and the motion sensor lights flicker on. The room was practically empty with not a soul in sight. You quietly thanked god and strolled in looking around the desk and tables. There was a messenger bag on the desk in the front of the room next to a plaque that reads 'Mr.Barnes’.

You silently thought to yourself while already imagining a cranky old man sitting at the desk bickering about his students. Your hands trace the letters engraved into the plaque, quickly turn around to look at the leveled tables.

Slowly finding your way to the tables and up a few stairs you look for the perfect seat. You were about halfway up the stairs when you took a seat next to the wall on the left and set your things down, grabbing out your phone. You turned it on and glanced at the lock screen.

'7:46. Great’ you thought, looking at the still empty classroom. '10 minutes wasted on just observing a useless classroom.’

You didn’t know how time flew by so fast, you could have sworn it wasn’t more than 5. You went to take out a piece of gum from your bag as you grew hungry by the second. Skipping breakfast wasn’t the brightest idea. The moment you took the wrapper off and stuck the gum in your mouth you heard a quick giggle from the doorknob. Your eyes flickered up focusing on the individual who decided to finally attend class. When the door opened you heard the voice of a few people clearly lounging in the halls, signaling the students were getting ready for class.

Heels clicked as a redhead walked into the classroom with a very short black dress on. She smacked her gum and twirled her hair giggling at the man who entered after her. He was tall, slicked back black hair and a growing of facial hair. You could see his pearly white teeth shine as he responded to the woman giggling.

You looked at the lady who had the curves in all the right places noticing how she took advantages of her looks and managed to still walk and talk confidently. She was so beautiful, and even if she was made like that or if she was modified she looked amazing. As you looked at her you could feel your heart drop of your own. Why couldn’t you look like that?

You hadn’t even noticed that they both began staring at you, you were too busy comparing her slim waist and hourglass figure to your short and pudgy body. You always kept a strong, cocky and confident glow on yourself, your personality was major ego but it didn’t stop you from envying, wishing to be something special. You knew you weren’t ugly, it’s just you wish you were something more than average. You tried to hide that with sarcastic comments and smug smiles but deep down inside you knew it wouldn’t ever happen.

“Excuse me? Hello are you okay?” The lady was looking at you with concern as she caught you staring at the wall like you were brain dead.

“Can I help you?”

The deep voice made its ways to your ears. You gave a silent chuckle and focused your gaze on the two at the bottom of the stairs. Quickly thinking of an excuse to give them instead of embarrassing yourself.

“Damn, I’m sorry. I was caught in thought.” Was all you managed to spit out before giving a fake but real looking smile at them. You didn’t know what to say, sure you always had a comeback some way or another but for some reason you couldn’t think with them staring you down.

“Can we help you?” The redhead inched her way forward before stopping when you quickly stood up.

“Oh no, no. I’m really sorry I probably shouldn’t be in here for class, should I?” Your respond hinted a little bit of sarcasm; you clearly weren’t thinking before you spoke. You immediately regret your actions because you just gave attitude to two people you have no recognition with. You put your books in your bag. You fixed your black turtleneck and threw on your jean jacket. Dusting off your leggings trying to ease the fact that they probably dislike you now.

You slowly regained your confidence again after keeping your focus from them both, what is happening to you? Was it because you were flustered from being caught in this room? Surely they can’t be mad for that, but you being you, you gave them a real reason to hate you. You chuckled to yourself before slinging your one strap canvas bag over your shoulder.

“Im assuming you’re in the next class scheduled for this room? No worries actually, stay If you don’t mind. I’d like to introduce myself. I’m Mr.Barnes and this here is Ms. Dolores Prescott, she’s also a student in this class.” He smiled at you while giving you a quick hand motion as to come down and join them.

You set your phone down next to your bag and have a small smirk. Did you just get an open invitation to meet your surprising hot teacher after you gave him a smart remark? You made your way down the stairs and to his desk. He held out his hand and you quickly accepting it. Now that you were face to face you saw every detail in his structure. From his baby blue eyes to his muscular shoulders and biceps.

“I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N), I’m a third year student but I just transferred.” The look he was giving you made you feel like he could see right through you. His plump and natural bright pink lips curved and let his teeth shine through.

You focused your gaze onto Dolores who smiled down at you and held out her hand. You shook her hand and then shifted to where you could lean your hands into your jean jacket pockets. Dolores was going to say something but before she could a group of students swarmed into the room and chatted amongst themselves while choosing their seats.

“I guess that’s my cue to get to my seat? Nice meeting you Mr.Barnes, oh and you too Ms.Prescott.” You smiled at them both and awkwardly saluted to them before turning and jogging up the stairs. You fixed the bun in your hair and once again went to look at the time. Before you could there was a loud buzzing noise emerging from the hallways signaling it was 7:55 am, 5 minutes until class started.

You slumped into your chair as you noticed every seat in the room was being filled up except the two next to you. 5 minutes past and the starting class bell rung. You rolled your eyes noticing how you were the odd one out yet again. Mr.Barnes was writing something on the chalk board as two guys barged into the room clearly out of breath.

“Jesus Steve! I’m never letting you drive me here again.” The blonde looked at his friend before giving him the finger and turning to look for any empty seats. They ignored the look Mr.Barnes gave them and made their way up the stairs and plopped into the only opens seats which just so happened to be next to you.

You silently giggled only for it to be noticed by the two oddly attractive men sitting next to you. The blonde looked over at you and gave you a look but then laughed with you. You chewed at the end of your pen giving him a peek at the teeth hidden behind your smile.

He held out his hand and you leaned back in your chair propping your foot on the edge of the table, bending your knee towards you. You gave a quick wink before shaking his extended hand.

“Steve.” “(Y/N.)”

You glanced over his shoulder at his friend who was giving you both a smirk. He focuses on you and gives a small wave.

  “(Y/N) is It? I’m Sam.”

Your gaze immediately turned to the front of the classroom, you were caught off guard by a loud cough.

“Hello everyone. My name is Mr.Barnes. Now I know you are all oh-so-eager to start learning but we may have a little change of plans today.” He uncrossed his arms and pointed to the board behind him.

It read 'Criminology - Behavioral Analysis’

“If you’re in the wrong class, get out.” He stared at the students before making eye contact with you. You continued to chew on the back of your pen wondering why he was giving you such a hard look.

“Ms.(Y/L/N).”

Everyone’s eyes fixated towards the person he was looking at, the person he called out. You didn’t move a muscle but eventually raised an eyebrow.

He gave you this look you couldn’t describe. Only you noticed because everyone was too busy staring at yourself to see him. After seconds of anticipation you set your foot off the desk and onto the floor, leaning into the desk and propped up your head with your hands.

“Thank you.” Was all he could say before turning back to the other students and continuing the ongoing discussion of what he expects from this class. Steve and Sam turn towards you giving you a questioning look.

“Is it me or was that screaming sexual tension?” Sam obviously whispered into Steves ear. He chuckled and crossed his arms before receiving a glare from you.

“(Y/L/N), huh. Already know each other’s names I see?”

“It’s not like that, god you guys haven’t even had a real conversations with me and I’m already regretting this class.”

They smiled and you smiled back. “So, late to class huh?” You said thinking back to when they first entered the room. “Steve is a lousy fucking driver, I’ll tell you that.” Sam patted Steve on the should only to get a eye roll.

“For gods sake Sam, language.”

You hold in your laughter as you look at them. “Language? Really?”

Sam put his hands up and towards you as if he was point it out to Steve. Once again the blue eyed man rolled his eyes.

He and Sam both focused on the talking teacher they openly ignored moments before. They both give an annoyed look at him and the rest of the class who are clearly star-strucked by the teacher.

“So since all that happened-” The older man fixed his white button up sleeves, finishing a story you hadn’t paid any attention to. “We’re forced to ignore anything to do with the class subject for today. Instead I thought it would be fun to get to know each other.”

He smiled at the front row of girls already drooling over him. “You may ask me any question but you must answer the question for yourself as well.”

All the girls practically squealed at the fact that they could question something about the handsome man up front but all you could do was roll your eyes. He was getting ready to pick someone for a question and when he did you could physically see her sweat from the anticipation.

“Hello I’m Betty!” The girl practically shouted and he smiled back which didn’t help her mental state at all. “How old are you?” She blurted out, her face turned red and she quickly covered them. Before he could even answer she hollered “I’m 22!”

“If you’re going to be embarrassed why did you fucking ask it. Bloody hell.” you whisper under your breath annoyingly, once again catching the attention from the two men next to you. They both nodded, agreeing with you silently.

“25. Surprising? I know. We’re all just a few years apart. Most of you are 23, correct? I know I seem very young for this job but trust me, I’m more than capable of doing the job as a 50 year old man.” He chuckled and the women swooned at his signature smile.

You roll your eyes ignore the follow questions being asked. You put in your earbuds and listened your favorite song while checking social media. After a while nothing new happened and 40 minutes of pointless questions had passed. You had 7 minutes left before the class ended. You continued to do your thing before being snapped out of your thoughts by steve next to you.

You remove the device from your ears and focused your gaze on the guy gave you a stern look before nodding toward the front of the classroom. Everyone was quiet and once again the attention was focused on you.

“(Y/N), is what your doing more important than to pay attention on the first day of your class? I might say; for being 30 minutes early to class I’d expect you to be eager to be educated.” He sarcastically threw his words at you as you practically cackled at his words. Was he serious? Education? Really?

“Please Mr.Barnes enlighten me on what you mean by 'education’. I mean considering I’m here only to learn about criminal law or the act of behavioral analysis. I don’t think I’m paying you to sit here and play a high school game with the students who are clearly head over heels for you.” Spitting it out into his face you earned a few gasps and expected a scolding or a life lesson from the oh-so-wise teacher.

“High school game? Aren’t we just getting to know each other?” The smirk on his face made you even more furious but entertained. He knew exactly what you meant but he just wanted to push your buttons. You knew exactly what he was doing.

“The only ones getting to know each other are yourself and the girls up front who clearly would kill to get their hands on you. I mean I didn’t know what I expected from a young hot teacher teaching students around his age but I somewhat expected a bit more of a professional approach from you. Oh well though, looks can be deceiving.” It practically rolled off your tongue.

You first thought you’d be in trouble for your mouth but by the look on his face you could tell he very much well enjoyed it.

“Young and hot, huh?” He smiled and laughed trying to hide the fact that he was getting red.

Even though he knew that you were right about his new fans he still felt this sensation in his gut. You managed to compliment and insult him at the same time. He was so used to getting girls easily but he could hear the protest in your voice that basically screamed that you weren’t going to be head of heels just because of his looks.

“Really?” You gave him an irritated look. “You sure are optimistic to seek out the positive note inside a insult”

Rolling your eyes, you leaned back into your chair as he chuckled again giving you one last look before checking the time. As if on cue the bell rung and everyone stood up to leave. You walked down the stairs with Sam and Steve smiling to yourself. As you went to leave the room your teacher stared at you from behind. You saw him in the corner of your eye before you full turned to leave the room. All you could hear was the laugh from Sam as he clearly noticed his new teacher staring down his student.

“Sexual. Tension.” Sam chuckled to himself and earned a punch to his arm.

Originally posted by mylastlove-mylastsong

“I Know You Love Her.” (Ethan Dolan X Reader)

(not my pic)

Pairing: Ethan Dolan X Reader

Warning: None

Word Count: 1,446

Prompt: Imagine you sneak into the school’s swimming pool with Ethan and Meredith. You’re Ethan’s bestfriend and he’s dating Meredith, but you’re in love with him and end up telling him on accident.


You watched from where you sat beside the pool as Ethan twirled Meredith around, splashing water on your ripped jeans. You sighed and rubbed at the wet fabric that was clad against your legs, wishing you’d stayed home instead of being dragged along to third wheel with the happy couple. Meredith’s high-pitched laugh sounded throughout the pool area as Ethan kissed at her cheeks. You rolled your eyes and looked at the couple who were enjoying each other’s company in the water. You glanced down at your soaked phone and noticed that is was 12:04am. Normally you’d be up at this time anyways, but you didn’t exactly want to sit and watch your long time crush flirt and kiss the girl you’ve envied for years. 

That’s right, you liked E. You gained feelings for him a long time ago and you thought it would eventually go away at first, but now you’ve just excepted the fact that your feelings were never going to die down for the handsome brunette. You were in love with him, to say the least. And it’s been much harder to hold your tongue about it, considering he and Meredith, the girl you had been jealous of since freshman year, were now an item. 

You’ve always been jealous when Ethan was interested in a girl, but when he told you that he was practically in love with Meredith, you pretty much gave up all hopes of ever having a chance with him. And instead, you developed a deep hatred for the tall blonde. Meredith could get any guy she wanted, and she knew it. That’s why you disliked her so much. So when she chose Ethan as her next “boy toy,” your hate for her extended to much greater lengths, even more than before. Not only because they were together, but because Ethan’s feelings were genuine for Meredith, whereas he was nothing more than a rebound or hookup for her.

“Hey guys? Can we leave now? It’s getting pretty late..” You said, wincing as the air grew thick with tension once the words spilled from your lips.

E looked back and forth between you and Meredith, “Uhh, yeah sure. Let me just go get my clothes, I forgot them in my locker.” He smiled at Meredith and kissed her before hastily getting out of the pool, shooting you a wink before exiting the pool area sopping wet.

Your attention was then turned to Meredith as she swam closer until she was in front of you. She rose from the water until you both were face to face with each other.

She gave you a nasty look, “Listen (Y/N), I know you like Ethan. But he’s mine. So I’d appreciate it if you’d stop drooling over him like a dog. He doesn’t like you, and he never will. So get that through you head, sweetheart.” She smiled a sickly smile just as Ethan came jogging back in with his bathing suit in hand, fully dressed in a new set of dry clothes.

Meredith got out of the pool and dried off before getting changed, trying her hardest to show off her assets to Ethan. You were frozen in shock as you let her words settle in. She was right. He won’t ever like you back, and you had to except that. You felt your eyes well up with tears, but you’d be damned to let them fall.

“Alright ladies, let’s hit the road. I’m exhausted.” Ethan yawned, throwing his arm over Meredith’s shoulders. She smirked at you as you got up off of the ground, dusting your hands off on your pants. You looked at Ethan who was smiling at you with that award winning smile you had fallen in love with.

You looked at him and pressed your lips in a firm line before making your way past them and outside into the truck.

—-

After a good 10 minute car ride of listening to Meredith and Ethan flirt, you’d finally pulled up to the Mickelson residence to drop Meredith off.

“Alright, see you later baby. Gimme a call in the morning, okay?” Ethan smirked at her. She giggled and leaned in through the car window, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips. “You know I will.”

You tore your eyes away from the pair and began picking at the shattered screen of your now dead phone, suddenly finding it very interesting. You heard the sound of heels hitting pavement as you looked back up, watching next to you as Ethan looked at the skinny blonde walking away from his truck in admiration. He then put the truck in reverse, making his way towards your house. Most of the ride was silent, before you decided to speak up.

“So.. You must really like her, huh?” Ethan looked at you before grinning, “Yeah, I really do. I’m honestly really surprised she said yes to me this time,” He sighed contently. “I’m happy with her. I really am.” You felt a ripple of sadness spread throughout your chest as you swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat. “That’s uhh, that’s good, E. I’m really happy for you.” You said, stumbling on your words. You were going to cry; without a doubt, if you didn’t get out of that truck within the next minute or so.

You turned your head towards the window as you listened to the gorgeous boy babble on about Meredith, letting the tears unwillingly spill from your eyes. You didn’t want to hear him go on about him being happy with another girl; a girl that wasn’t you. Ethan pulled into your driveway as you hurried to open the door of his truck. But to your luck, it was locked.

“Woah woah woah, what’s got you in such a hurry? You really think you were gonna get out of this truck without hugging ‘Ee-Tee-Wee-Tee’ goodbye? Not a damn chance, (Y/N).” He laughed before forcefully tugging your arm around so that your body was facing him.

You bowed your head down and leaned into Ethan, giving him a quick hug before muttering him a goodbye, but he noticed your tears. He stopped you as you reached for the door handle, pulling you arm again.

“Wait what? (Y/N) why’re you crying?” He said, grabbing your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger so that you looked at him.

You turned you head to the side, rejecting his touch. “It’s nothing, it doesn’t matter. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

He groaned, tightening his grip on your arm. “Of course it matters, you’re my bestfriend. Now tell me. I’m not letting you out of this car until you do.”

 You laughed sadly, “That’s exactly the point, E. I’m just your bestfriend.”

He looked at you puzzled. You watched his face as he connected the dots in his head before looking at you with look of shock, realization and guilt. “(Y/N), I-Im so sorry.. If I’d have known things would be completely different, God, you don’t even understand. I love Meredith, but I-”

You cut him off, “You’ve made your point loud and clear, Eth. Trust me. You’ve been telling me for awhile now. And I’ve been trying my best to deal with it but I can’t anymore. So Jesus just please, please stop saying that in front of me. Stop telling me that you love her. Because I know you love her. It just hurts me so damn much to hear you say it, alright?”

You were full fledged crying now, trying your hardest to get out of the car, but you couldn’t get out of Ethan’s strong grip. He had a look of urgency and regret in his eyes.

“No, (Y/N) you’ve got it all wrong, just let me explain, please..” He began, trying to wipe away at your tears with his free hand. You pulled his hands away from your face and pried his other hand off of your arm and set them down gently.

You looked at him. “There’s nothing to explain, Eth. I already know. You love me, but as a friend. And you love Meredith more than that.” He went to speak again, but you cut him off by pressing your lips to his cheek.

You looked at him through watery eyes and gave him a pained smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow, alright?” You got out of his truck, “Wait, (Y/N) you’re not letting me explain myself damnit! Just let me ta-”

“Goodnight Ethan.” You interrupted and shut the door to his truck before running inside your house and to your room, soaking your pillow with your tears as you wept in heartbreak.

He will never love you the way you wanted him to.

Part 2? Yes or No?

maireep  asked:

SLIDES IN ON MY KNEES. . . .. ... . .GRYFFINDOR KEITH AND RAVENCLAW LANCE PLS pls some hogwarts au .. .. kisses the ground u walk on

you know the way to my heart marie i love a good hogwarts aus

-

They first saw him at the quidditch pitch.

It was a cool autumn day; the sun was glowing strong over the forest, casing its rays over the red and orange leaves that were scattered throughout the landscape. The wind tickled their ears as the teams made their way into the arena, one team sporting red while the other was covered in green.

It was the biggest match of the year, and Gryffindor had a new trick up their sleeve in the form of a transfer student from Durmstrang. He was a legend, according to the Daily Prophet, a real prodigy. The article had gotten passed around school for weeks before he had arrived and gotten sorted into Gryffindor.

“I don’t like him.”

Pidge sighed, fixing the collar of her blue robes before rolling her eyes at Lance. “You don’t even know the kid, how can you possibly hate him?”

Lanced scoffed, flicking his wand dramatically at Pidge before replying. “I just don’t. I don’t like the vibe he gives off, he’s so full of himself.”

“And you’re not?” Pidge murmured under her breath as Lance gasped dramatically (as he did in response to most remarks made by his friend). Before he could respond, a loud voice echoed around the quidditch pitch.

“Welcome everyone to today’s match!” Boomed the voice through the microphone. It was Allura, Gryffindor’s head girl. Her voice bounced around the pitch, light and airy and captivating. But Lance was focused on something else, someone else.

His eyes were locked on Gryffindor’s seeker. His black hair stood out against the deep red of his robes, and though they were a bulky fabric, Lance could tell his arms were muscular. (His face wasn’t half bad either.)

Lance didn’t like him, not one bit.

His trance was interrupted as the starting whistle blew, sending both teams into action.

“Go Shiro!” He heard Pidge cheer loudly as a green blur flew by them. Their friend, a 7th year who was a chaser for Slytherin, had the quaffle.

Lance joined Pidge in cheering, momentarily forgetting about the boy in the red, until he heard someone from behind him shout “Look! Keith Kogane has the snitch!”

As if time was slowing down, Lance shifted his gaze upward to see Keith hovering above him, hand triumphantly raised holding the golden snitch.

Somewhere to his left he hear Pidge say “Can you believe it? The game’s only been going on for 10 minutes!”

But Lance didn’t acknowledge her comment. Instead, he continued to stare at the seeker in the red robes. For a fleeting moment, they made eye contact, blue eyes meeting gray, before Keith shifted his gaze back to the rest of his team.

His teammates, however, were already surrounding him, slapping him on the back and congratulating him for a good game. Lance could hear the thundering cheers from the Gryffindor fan section all the way across the post.

It wasn’t until Lance had finally tore his eyes away from the celebration that he felt something hit his head.

“Pidge, what the fuck!” He cried out, rubbing his head before turning towards his friend.

Pidge shrugged. “Wasn’t me, dude. I think- hey, look!” She pointed to something sitting on the ground.

Lance quickly turned to find the golden snitch, wings detracted, sitting behind his seat.

“Keith must have dropped it during the celebration” Pidge, observed, her eyes flitting between Lance and the Gryffindor quidditch team. Lance nodded before picking up the ball, wings unfurling into his palm.

Lance smiled, fondly remembering all those matches where he had won for Ravenclaw by catching the tiny ball sitting in his hand.

Suddenly, his vision was covered in red. Shifting his eyes away from the snitch, he saw Keith  hovering before him, one hand gripping his broom the other brushing the hair out of his face.

“Looking for this?” Lance laughed as Keith spotted the snitch in his hand.

Keith glanced at Lance’s face once before quickly flying forward and attempting to grab it out of his hand. Lance moved to the side, sending Keith flying in the other direction.

“Not so fast, buddy. You can try to get this from me next week when you play Ravenclaw.”

Keith raised his eyebrow. “Is that a challenge?”

“Do you want it to be a challenge?” Lance replied, earning a grin from the boy in red.

“We’ll just have to wait and see.” Keith shot him a small wink as Lance tossed him the snitch. (Lance tried to ignore the way his heart fluttered as Keith flew away.)

Lance stared after him for a second, as the autumn wind blustered around him.

“So, you’re telling me you don’t like this guy at all?” Pidge chided, playfully punching Lance’s arm.

Lance simply groaned.