and just focus on their adorable faces

One of my favorite little changes they made to the new beauty and the beast was when the beast realizes that belle has come back. First off, I love how belle grabs the arrows from gaston and breaks them over her knee, “where is he?!” like girl…I love you so much, and then she wrestles with the gun gaston has! That was so great to see because you see how desperate belle is to protect the beast because she knows the type of man gaston is and what he can do. 

So at this point the beast is jumping from turret to turret on the castle because he’s trying to get his footing, but everything is falling apart where he lands. That’s when it happens. Belle, who runs to an opening on one of the turrets, looks out and see’s the beast almost fall and she screams “No!” and the beast stops, whispers “belle?” and looks over and there she is. She’s wearing her white under garments and against the darkness, she sticks out, the light of hope and love that the beast thought he had lost. 

He then jumps up to another turret and it’s this shot that I adore

“Belle!” he screams and it shoots back to her face and she looks so relived that he’s ok, “You came back!” and EVERY TIME I see this movie (i’ve seen it like…5 times…maybe more) I get goosebumps at that line. The way that Dan delivers his performance as the beast is fantastic. Belle then screams that she tried to stop the villagers from coming, but the beast is all focused on belle. “Stay there! I’m coming!” and he has this focus on belle, he’s completely forgotten about gaston, he just needs to get to belle, to see belle, to be with her again. 

Fast forward a bit and the beast has this great line when he’s holding gaston over the edge, “I am NOT a beast” and then it quickly shoots to belle who gets this watery smile on her face, and the beast yells to gaston to leave. And the beast is getting ready to jump over to belle and she’s all panicked, “no! it’s too far!” so worried about him, and he does make the jump, pulling himself up and then they stare at one another and it’s a moment of peace because finally they are back together. 

BAM. Gaston shoots the beast and belle quickly runs over to him and is trying so hard to get him out of harms way but he’s too heavy and he’s too hurt to move on his own, and she’s so desperate. Calling for gaston to stop, trying to pull the beast, “come on!” she says at one point (caught this on my 3rd viewing, she sounds so scared and desperate as she tries to get him to safety) and then gaston shoots the beast AGAIN and he tumbles out of belle’s arms and she runs to him. 

Yes, the end exchange between them is quick. But, for me, that makes sense. The beast has been shot 3 times in the back and had been hit multiple times. It would make sense that he is dying faster in this version. That was something that always bothered me in the animated version (which i love and adore mind you) because…he gets stabbed in the side. And maybe he gets hit in a vital organ, I don’t know. But he gets stabbed with this little knife (after an arrow to the leg and being hit a few times) and just dies on the spot. It’s an animated movie of course, so things will differ because of our suspension of disbelief. 

Am I saying one is better then the other? No, because I love both movies. I love them for all their similarities and their smaller differences. Some tweaks I like more in the live action movie, and some things I like more in the animated. But for me, both these movies are pure magic. 

i’ve just become really taken with the idea that lotor will be completely smitten by lance??? that his corny one-liners and flirtations are like kryptonite to him, the best damn shit he’s ever heard. lance probably runs into him one time during an under-cover mission and neither know who the other is so lance is just like woo pretty alien and works his magic and lotor is fucking. no chance. critical hit. man overboard. this boy is gone girl.

then voltron is locked in heated stand-off and theyre all struggling and lotor’s probably laughing and flipping his hair without a care in the world and none of the angry barbs and jabs allura or keith snap out are touching him but then he spots lance. glimpses him amidst the gunfire and debris and its slow motion. his eyes widen. hair fans out like a pantene ad in zero-gravity and its a goddamn tragedy because that cute spaceboy who flirted with him and disappeared so many days ago is a fucking paladin of course he is this is some rom+jules madness right here he thinks and this is where that  fanon headcanon that lotor is a fucking drama queen of shakespearian proportions comes in cause voltron’s just trying to fucking fight the galra empire but their damn prince is trying to romance the blue lion and theyd be irritated but lotor would be a major threat if not for this strange incomprehensible fancy he’s taken to lance which is saving them a thousand times over cause his distractedness with voltron’s right leg means less focus on shooting it’s face off i suppose and moral of the story lance’s flirting finds an appreciative audience and the rest of voltron are forced to acknowledge lance is an angel and shower him with adoration th end,

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Ah, haircut blues are the inspiration behind this one. But, it’s growing on me so that’s good. Short and sweet, hope you enjoy. x 

Originally posted by wonderfllower


“Love? Where are yeh?” Harry’s voice calls out for the second time after he’s shuts the front door of your flat, boots clicking along the wood floors as he makes his way to your shared room. 

You don’t respond, cuddling deeper under the covers and making sure your hold on them is tight for when he is able to find you and your poorly chosen hiding spot.

When he hadn’t gotten a response from you after texting several times, pleading to send a photo of your recent endeavor-he had the slightest feeling that it hadn’t gone how you wanted it too. 

“Think m’gonna get a haircut today,” you had mumbled over tea that morning, scrolling through your phone as he poured you another cup.

He raised his eyebrows at you in surprise, “S’tha’ so?”

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BTS REACT: To you introducing them to your 2 dogs

Anonymous said to kpopgroupsreact:
hello can i pls request bts reacting to u introducing them to ur 2 dogs thank :)


Rap Monster: When you introduce him to your dogs, he’s pretty happy. He knows you love them a lot and you’re constantly talking about them -so getting to meet them was pretty sweet.

However, he’d realise that when you try to coax your dogs or sweet-talk them that you use the same tone you do with him when you want him to do something.

Should I be worried about that?

Originally posted by jjilljj

Jin: Although he likes dogs, he might feel just a little concious about how much love was being distributed between them and him. When you’d focus more on them he’d jump right in trying to get some of the attention.

“I can be cute too Y/N.”

Suga: When you first introduced your two dogs to Yoongi he’d be indifferent to it all. Like yeah, so you had to adorable doggies. So what?

Originally posted by jiminnejams

But as soon as you turned around he would be found making stupid faces while he tried to get the dogs’ attention.

Originally posted by hi-and-love

J-Hope: Your dogs would LOVE him. He’d always have treats with him, he’d never get tired of playing with them, and he’d be the one they’d run to if they ever made a mess because they knew he had their back.

In fact, they’d like him so much, they wouldn’t want to leave him. Like -ever.

Jimin: ChimChim will probably get really involved with your two dogs.

“Look, he loves me!”

To the point where you might get a little jealous because your dogs seem to like him more.

But don’t worry because they love their mummy too.

V: Tae’s the type of person who will always shower your dogs with love and affection -but also annoy them like crazy.

Dogs: “This is who you’re dating? Seriously?”

Just know that your dogs will expect an explanation.

Jungkook: Would love playing with your dogs.

“They’re so cute.”

Of course, he might let them get away with a little too much…

Y/N: “Oh my god, Jungkook! Don’t let him do that! Don’t smile while he chews your hand!”

Jealousy ~

Yousef is Jealous™ of Isak of all people and Sana finds it funny (and maybe even likes it a little bit). Based on a text post from @iipsychotic-angelii

XXXXXXXXX

Yousef is playing video games with Elias when Sana rushes out of her room carrying a backpack, wearing minimal makeup and dressed in her usual black. Mrs. Bakkoush is sipping tea and reading the newspaper in the dining room and Sana gives her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek.

“Mamma, I’m going to Isak’s house, will be back in two hours.” she says as she quickly runs out the door.

“Text me when you get there!” Mrs. Bakkoush yells at the closed door.

Isak. This is the third time he has heard that name. Who is this Isak and why is Sana always talking about him? He wonders if he should ask Elias, but decides against it.

Yousef didn’t like the feeling burgeoning inside him at the thought of Sana and some faceless boy; but he has no right to feel that way so he crushes the notion before it leads him to a corner of his mind he really didn’t want to visit right now.

He tries to focus on the game, but for the next three rounds he loses.

XXXXXXXXXX

Yousef hears laughter in the kitchen. He walks over and see Sana’s face crinkled up in the most adorable way as she points the boy’s startlingly scarlet cheeks. Isak.

“I told you!” she says in between giggles. “I told you you wouldn’t be able to handle spicy chai but of course you had to try.”

Isak shakes his head and inhales and exhales a few times. “It’s not that I can’t handle it, it’s just…a lot of intense flavor.”

Sana raises her hands and finger quotes, “Intense flavor huh? You face is a tomato Isak.”

Jokingly he huffs in an indignant manner. “Whatever. Let’s go finish the project. We barely have a page and its due Friday.”

Sana smiles and nods as she puts away the cups.

Yousef watches this easy camaraderie between them with increasing frustration and when they finally notice him his expression is not exactly friendly.

“Ehmh hmph.” Isak coughs. He smiles at Yousef as he walks out of the kitchen and Yousef tries his best to return it.

Sana and Yousef remain rooted to their spots. The silence is so awkward that he breaks it with the first thing that comes to his mind.

“He’s a really close friend isn’t he?”

Yousef regrets it as soon as he says it because he doesn’t want to seem like he’s prying but Sana doesn’t look offended.

She shrugs her shoulder and simply answers, “We’re biology buddies. Well technically chemistry buddies now.”

Chemistry buddies? Yousef should leave it at that, he really should. But he continues, “How long have you known him?”

Sana’s eyes twinkle mischievously and she has a curious look on her face now. Yousef wonders if he gave too much away.

“For about a year.” She says slyly and offers nothing more.

He’s at a loss how to proceed but she saves him the trouble as she excuses herself and walks away.

XXXXXXXXXXXX

Back in her room Isak is babbling away about chemical reactions but Sana’s mind keeps going back to that wounded expression on Yousef’s face. She guesses that’s how she must’ve looked when she saw Yousef and Noora at the party.

Is this wishful thinking? Is she projecting and imagining certain things when in reality there’s nothing there at all?

She doesn’t know why she didn’t make it clearer, she could’ve simply said “we’re friends and nothing more” and dispelled all confusion or speculation.

But for some reason, she didn’t.

It ends up leaving her with a funny feeling in her chest, a weird sense of joy mixed with vindication and something else she didn’t dare put a name to.

Isak snaps two fingers in front of her face.

“Helloooo. Sana to Earth, Sanasol to Earth!”

She rolls her eyes at him and tries to focus on their project.

XXXXXXXXXX

It’s the third time he’s seen her rushing off to Isak’s place and now he just has to ask Elias. “What kind of project requires that much after school work? I mean we never had something like that in Bakka.”

Elias, oblivious as always, replies, “Sana’s a perfectionist. Her grades matter a lot to her, so I’m sure she’s just overdoing it as always.”

Yousef drops it at that. But his thoughts remain elsewhere and Elias beats him every round again. He’s beginning to get real tired of losing.

XXXXXXXXXX

Sana walks Isak outside and Even is there waiting for him. Their faces light up simultaneously and they greet each other with their usual passionate kiss.

She looks at them and wonders how it feels to be fortunate enough to find that kind of love.

XXXXXXXXXXX

Yousef watches from the window above as the two boys wave goodbye to Sana. He feels like an utter fool.

She looks up as she’s about to go back inside and spots him at the window.

He’s frozen and doesn’t know if he should duck or just pretend he was looking at the sky and honestly this is so stupid stupid stupid.

Sana tilts her head and raises her eyebrow. Then she gives him a slow smile and he remembers how to breathe again.

She goes back inside and he presses his forehead against the cool window.

On one hand he’s laughing at himself for being such an idiot, but on the other hand, in a place deep inside his heart, he’s so relieved.

And that relief both scares and thrills him at the same time.

3

you sat your phone on the coffee table and sat up in your sofa, looking out of the window at the small drops of water that fell from the gray and cloudy sky. the day was a drag, you didn’t really like rainy weather. you loved when the sun was out and the weather was at a comfortable degree. those were the days that you spent smiling and actually feeling like yourself.

for the whole day, you were lonely. you were lonely because yugyeom was busy with work and couldn’t talk to you. none of your friends were available to come over or even talk to you because of school or work. you were bored out of your mind.

literally, there was nothing on tv..what the hell could you watch on a sunday?

you tried to do a whole bunch of different things to resolve the problem, but nothing worked. you tried doing your hair, reading a book, taking a nap, playing a game on your phone, etcetera.

you felt like a vegetable.

“y/n?” yugyeom’s voice invaded your thoughts. you didn’t even notice his arrival. “hey baby.” he sat down beside you and pecked your lips. he put the tray of cups down and reached in the bag that he brought with him, pulling out a lunch platter. seeing that it was your favorite meal made your eyes light up..but you barely smiled.

you watched him as he grabbed the remote and got onto netflix. from the direction that he was going, you could tell that he was trying to find a cartoon/childhood movie.

“hmm you see anything?” he turned to you.

“can we watch toy story?” you slightly smiled, remembering when it first came out and how it influenced you to watch your toys to see if they’d move. it was your favorite movie.

“you’re so cute.” he chuckled and rubbed your thigh causing you to actually smile. yugyeom saw this which made him smile too. “aye y/n is smiling!” he poked your cheek.

“yeah yeah..” you lightly giggled.

he turned to the movie and grabbed the table, pulling it closer so that the food would be in reach. “hear you go my beloved chris brownie.” he jokingly said as he handed you a pair of chopsticks.

“okay yugyeom we’re gonna have to fight for that one.” you laughed.

“what? what’s wrong with that nickname?” he asked.

“everything.” you said which only earned you a pout from him. you grabbed his chin and turned his face to yours. you softly kissed his lips and you longed it. before he could bite your lip and enter your mouth with his tongue, you backed up.

“did you make me come over here just so you could bully me?” he pretended to wipe away tears.

“of course not..” you put all of your focus back on the food and began eating.

yugyeom on the other hand, decided to just stare at you. he adored the way you ate with chopsticks. since you were foreign, it just looked impressive. but since you were his girlfriend, it looked cute and impressive.

“baby why aren’t you eating?” you asked, getting a little worried.

“oh.. me?”

“no..i was talking to paul over there- duh yugyeom you!” you laughed and shook your head in disbelief. he could be a little slow at times.

“you’re not sad anymore right?” he changed the subject.

you looked out the window behind you and noticed that it was still pouring. “i’m not sad thanks to you but now i feel kind of…gloomy.”

like the weather?” he was assuming since he saw you look out of the window.

like the weather.” you nodded.

*

you and yugyeom finished up the food and lied back on the couch…but of course, that didn’t last.

he tugged on the sleeve of your sweater. “come here”

you two were cuddling, watching the second toy story movie and halfway asleep. he was basically the big spoon. he had his arm over you and he lied his head on the top of yours. you on the other hand, were the little spoon. you were surrounded by his warmth which put you on the verge of dozing off. a couple of minutes later, you did.

“baby?” yugyeom spoke lowly. when you didn’t respond and started to lightly snore, a small smile appeared on his face. you were adorable.

he got up and turned off the tv, while picking you up bridal style in the process. he carried you to your bed, tucked you in and pecked your lips. he started for the door but ending up stopping in his tracks once you called out to him.

“can you stay with me?”

of course with him being hella soft for you, he decided to stay. “okay y/n.” he reached in one of your drawers where he kept some of his stuff and pulled out a pair of shorts to change in for comfort. after he changed, he climbed in behind you and pulled you closer to him. you both quickly fell asleep, with the help of the rain.

anonymous asked:

Can you do a prompt where Victoria isn't actually mean but comes of as such like "Max looks so pretty" and max is like "what?" And Victoria is just flustered and caught off guard and says the "I SAID YOU LOOKED SHITTY GO FUCK YOUR SELFIE" (doesn't have to contain that but I think it would be cute to see that Victoria only acts like that because she is flustered and crushing hard on max XD)

How to Deal with Crushes

Contrary to Victoria’s surname, she does not in fact “chase” anyone or anything. If anything, people chase after the Chase’s and the same principle is applied to Victoria, just look at her Vortex Club lackeys. Of course they’d follow her, who wouldn’t? She’s popular, efficient, and everything they could only hope to be. Whatever else she didn’t have, she grabbed onto without unnecessary chasing.  If she wants something then she gets it, end of story.

So it’s safe to say that she is most definitely not crushing on Max Caulfield.

Nope, she’s not falling for her waif hipster bullshit and her awkward shy pretense. The girl was short too so Victoria always ends up literally looking down on her and her annoying doe-eyed expression that seem to bring out her freckles. Especially those damn freckles. She would bet that underneath those poorly coordinated bargain clothes that Max had matching freckles on her shoulders which is lame. She’s a walking fashion disaster and Victoria has to stop her hands from tearing away those hideous clothes not because she wants her naked or anything, those clothes are just that terrible.

And her pictures? Selfies! Not even the kind that’s thought through and planned. No, Max just takes ordinary selfies. The kind of selfies that you post on social media and not in art galleries. The kind of selfies that show what her face looks like in the morning where the lighting is just right to add depth to her annoying freckles. The kind of selfies that reveal to Victoria the undeniable truth that Max is kind of cute.

God, she is pining over her so hard.

But she can’t let anyone else know that. See it from her point of view. She’s spent so much into her heartless bitch reputation that she can’t just let go all because of some dumb hipster with a cute face and a good eye for photography. She almost forgot about that part. Max has terrifying skill with the camera even though she doesn’t even know it. Victoria’s photos look amateur even next to some of Max’s selfies. That’s also one more thing she won’t admit out loud.

Max’s talent infuriates her just as much as it turns her on. She makes it look so easy, so effortless. She’s just using her retro-cam and the quality of her photos are worth more than what the best studio can produce. Max is Victoria’s competition and she hasn’t met someone that could fit the rival role so well in terms of skill. She likes to entertain the thought that maybe Max could fit the girlfriend role while at it too. One time she commented on Victoria’s photos being Avedon-esque and Victoria practically swooned inside. Still swooning about that until now.

Victoria is sitting on one of the benches on campus. It’s not like she deliberately chose this particular bench because she spotted the familiar flash and whir of a certain hipster’s camera nearby. It’s Max. Of course it has to be Max, who else? Victoria would never sit on this godawful excuses for furniture if she had a choice. The view helps her forget that her car has better cushioning.

Max is in her element again, with her back at Victoria, taking a photo of whatever. It’s sunset and with it there’s a poignant sense of romanticism painted across the campus. The sun’s rays sift through the trees and fall onto Max just right to give her this ethereal shine. Victoria captures her in the moment without even thinking. It’s only after the click of the shutter does she realize that she’s already looking through the viewfinder. She pulls back and stares at the photo she doesn’t remember taking and then back at the subject in front of her. While the photo was gorgeous like all her work naturally, it could only hope to capture the actual beauty before her.

“She’s so pretty.” Victoria almost sighs dreamily out of earshot.

Or what she thought was out of earshot since Max’s head spins so fast at the catch of her words. She shoots her a confused look. “What?”

And oh, god. Max looks way better with her face showing and she’s wearing that stupid doe-eyed look again and fuck, fuck. Victoria’s brain goes into panic mode. She doesn’t know what to say and it does not help that Max’s face is so distracting. The lighting shifted along with her movement and glistens along her frame and fuck, she looks lame in her clothes but she also looks radiant like what the fuck? And Victoria is still staring and oh, god what should she say?

“I SAID YOU LOOK SHITTY!” She yells at her with too much force to sell the intended spite. Nice one, Victoria. Smooth save. That will definitely tell Max that she is interested in her. Why don’t she go ahead and add some more flirty undertones. “GO FUCK YOUR SELFIE.” There it is. The words come out of her mouth as if on auto. Despite her face sporting a domineering look, Victoria very much wants to hide her embarrassment. It’s a good thing that she can hide her blush underneath her usual layers of anger.

Max looks more confused than offended and Victoria just wishes for her to go away so she could make a dash for her car and scream there. “Okay…?” She asks more than says, as if testing the waters. Victoria can’t help but snarl back just out of reflex and it’s enough to tell Max that the water is boiling and there’s a high chance that it will turn into a bloodbath. She sighs and it almost sounds like she was expecting something different.

Victoria already has plans on berating herself for again ruining another moment with Max and will do so as soon as she walks away but Max has other plans. There’s that bright flash again only this time it’s aimed at her. The whir of the camera isn’t lost to the buzzing in her brain. “Did you just…?” She can’t quite bring herself to finish her sentence, she can’t trust herself anymore.

Max is still in her element, not at all put-off by Victoria’s gaping, it must be the camera. There’s something empowering about holding a camera that makes Max bolder than her usual shy self, not that Victoria would notice that. Max just takes the photo as it develops with her nimble fingers. Victoria could tell the exact moment that it finishes when Max’s face erupts into a smile so wide she doubts it could fit the frame of a photo. “This one’s a keeper.” She shows it to her and Victoria feels her breath catch in her throat.

At first glance, Victoria’s posture in the shot looks intimidating but that’s not the main point. The focus is her face. She thought she was making just another one of her mean looks but evidence speaks otherwise. Her eyes are smoldering as the swathes over her and it almost makes her look warm. Warm and inviting. She can’t tell if it’s from the photo or the feeling in her chest but there’s a warmth that wasn’t there before. “This is…”

Pretty, I guess.” Max casually shrugs and Victoria’s head snaps up at the word. Just when she thinks that a smile looks cute on Max, she’s annoyingly adorable with a smirk too. “Pretty awesome.” She’s teasing. The hipster actually heard her and she’s flaunting it and Victoria should be mad at anyone who dares talk back to her but all she can think of is how Max is obviously flirting with her and she’s so happy that even her scowl looks friendly enough.

This is her chance! She can feel it with her heart beating so fast. Victoria has never run in her life aside for fitness but her heart is hammering wildly like it does when she jogs. Except she’s not running right now but it’s something similar. This is a chase and Max is her target and she can swear that she’s so close. She swears she almost feels it with her fingertips like how hers is brushing over the photo. The mood is set and the setting is just right. She’s going to do this and she’s going to get this right. She can’t mess this up now.

“Pretty amateur, smallfield.” And great, we’re back to gradeschool flirting again. Victoria represses the urge to just hit herself for being so lame. Really? Is that the best she can give? And what’s with that stupid nickname? She panicked okay. She has boys wrapped around her finger but she can’t fucking compliment a hipster girl that she likes without burying it under seven layers of insult.

“Still pretty.” Max insists with a smaller but still cute smile. She then takes back the photo and places it securely in her bag. Victoria tries not to think too much about the fact that she might even see the photo on the wall of Max’s room. “I guess it was nice talking to you, Victoria.”

“Yeah and you’re such a delight yourself. Get out of my face.” Victoria almost praises herself because the first sentence is the closest thing she’s gotten to an actual compliment. Max is already walking away but Victoria waits until she’s out of sight. Too bad she isn’t out of mind. Max calling her pretty is up there on her best-memories list next to their Avedon-moment. Max is also coincidentally on her to-do list.

God, she’s so fucking smitten.

Usually you would send these in as asks, but I still haven’t fully figured out how Tumblr works myself and I’ve been chilling on this platform for years! I also take what I can get, cause someone was actually nice enough to give me a request and I’m happy to please! I also kinda hella loved the idea :D
so here you go, I hope you like it @animeawakens


|| REQUEST ARE (ALWAYS) OPEN!! ||



Zen:

♬ after you officially got together it took weeks until he let the two of you share a bed

♬ it’s not that he doesn’t trust you – although you do like to get hot and heavy – but that he mostly doesn’t trust himself

♬ sometimes he even went as far as to send you home in the middle of a make out session because it got too much for him to handle

♬ whenever you did sleep over – because he just couldn’t let you go – you slept in the bed and he slept on the couch

♬ meaning; you never got a good look at him sleeping

♬ after about two months he finally lets you stay over and you two share a bed

♬ sleeping with Zen is extremely comfortable

♬ he’s a great big spoon but doesn’t mind being the small one either

♬ his hair can get a little tricky when he opens it up, but if that means you get to cuddle him, you can endure a little hair tickling your nose

♬ what you can’t endure is Zen’s beauty

♬ one day you’re awake before him and you decide to actually get up instead of trying to sleep again

♬ you roll out of bed and turn around to get one last glance at sleeping Zen, since you’ve never really seen that

♬ it’s almost like a punch in the guts

♬ he is drop dead gorgeous!

♬ if you didn’t know better you’d think he was posing for some sort of photoshoot right then and there

♬ one of his arms is resting on his chest while the other is effortlessly resting above his head

♬ his white hair runs down his chest like silk as he lays on his back

♬ on top of that his face is relaxed, peaceful, untouched

♬ just watching him breathe in and out like this is mesmerizing

♬ one part of you is almost angry at how effortlessly beautiful he is

♬ the other appreciates it enough to get out your phone and snap a quick pick

♬ “Jaehee will so appreciate this…”


Yoosung:

★ you and Yoosung moved in together much later than both of you would have liked to

★ he had to finish school and starting a vet clinic by yourself was near impossible at his age

★ after a while though, you couldn’t stand being apart and while money was short, you moved in together

★ luckily Jumin invested as a wedding gift and so the clinic came to be

★ money was no longer an issue and so you moved into a bigger, nice apartment together

★ at first everything was great, even sharing a bed, which neither of you had ever done before

★ looking back on it you realized it was due to stress that your sleeping arrangements worked out

★ the second his head hit the pillow Yoosung fell asleep like the dead

★ however, once he’d gotten used to being a vet and the stress reduced, his annoying sleeping habits kicked in

★ for one, he’s a horrible blanket hogger and you woke up more than once during the night because you were shivering without your blanket

★ at the same time you also found yourself waking up from being smothered and that was the biggest problem

★ it was easy to buy a separate blanket set, but getting rid of squid Yoosung was a near impossible feat

★ once he’d wrapped his arms, sometimes legs, around you, there was no getting rid of him

★ only only did you feel smothered, but you began growing hot rather soon as well

★ that boy felt like a hundred degrees wrapped around you

★ when you told him about it he felt extremely ashamed

★ you attempted to sleep in separate beds for a while, since you had work too and being completely drained of energy due to lack of sleep wasn’t an option

★ it didn’t work out

★ suddenly you felt cold and empty without your little octopus wrapped around you

★ after about a week you craved and climbed into back during night

★ about an hour later Yoosung had moved in his sleep and slung his first arm around you

★ half an hour later he was once more completely wrapped around you

★ you just sighed contently

★ “Much better…”

Jaehee:

♨When you and Jaehee first moved in together it was as ‘best friends’

♨ you each had your room and did it for 'practical reasons’

♨ it was just 'easier to split the rent and chores’

♨ for anyone who didn’t notice, those were all keywords for you weren’t quite ready to admit to yourself and each other just how gay you were for one another

♨ eventually you got drunk and made out though and the cat was kind of out of the bag

♨ so you decided to confess and move into the same room

♨ the spare room remained a bedroom, but mostly for guests or just in case things got too much

♨ Jaehee is practical that way

♨ anyway, now that you were finally sleeping in the same room, arrangements had to be made

♨ the closet space had to be shared and a bigger bed had to be bought

♨ you went shopping together and Jaehee had so much fun you fell in love with her smile even more

♨ the first couple of nights you didn’t really focus on how Jaehee slept, to be honest

♨ most of it was either spent cuddling or making out or…well you know what new couples do

♨ a lot of exploration, to put it that way

♨ the fun kind

♨ after all the excitement of a new relationship died down you finally settled and calmed a little

♨ really, that is where your relationship began

♨ it was also then that you first stayed awake for a while to just look at her

♨ Jaehee was always trim and tight, even now that she wasn’t working for Jumin anymore

♨ she was organized and focus

♨ but when she slept, all of it went away and her face evened out, relaxing into something so pure

♨ she slept on her stomach, face buried into the pillow

♨ it looked utterly adorable

♨ she also drooled a little and you couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute and innocent it made her look

♨ almost childlike, really

♨ she was very embarrassed when you brought it up, but you assured her you didn’t mind

♨ after that night you put a box of tissues on her nightstand so she could wipe any remains off

♨ “You should always be as relaxed as when you sleep. I’ll make that happen one day.”

Jumin:

♛ while Jumin was allowed to watch you sleep early on in the relationship, the sentiment wasn’t returned

♛ you weren’t allowed to share a bed for the longest time until he finally craved

♛ morals were overrated anyway, right?

♛ when you first shared a bed you couldn’t really believe your eyes

♛ the second he laid down, it took him a maximum of five minutes to fall asleep

♛ frankly, you found that incredible

♛ sure, he worked until very late and was probably exhausted, but it wasn’t just the speed that surprised you, but also the position he slept in

♛ it was a picture book sleeping position

♛ he lay on his back, blanket pulled up high with both his hands clasped and resting right below his chest

♛ through the entire night, he didn’t move an inch

♛ Not. An. Inch

♛ you knew that some people called him heartless and cold, but you hadn’t expected him to actually sleep like a goddamn vampire!

♛ you actually had nightmares about this

♛ dreaming about him sleeping in a coffin, suddenly waking up with red eyes and fangs bared at you

♛ in his defense, the dream did turn out quite nice

♛ another positive aspect, you totally used his chest as your pillow, arm thrown over his middle

♛ “Hmm, better than any silk pillow ~ ”

Saeyoung/Seven

☼ sharing a bed with him is a plain mess

☼ you love him still, of course, but you spend many nights waking up at least once

☼ at first everything is fine, when the two of you go to sleep

☼ you spoon or cuddle up face to face, the typical couple sleeping positions

☼ then you actually fall asleep and things start to get messy

☼ when it first happened you didn’t think much of it

☼ you woke up the next morning and Seven had spread out over the entire bed, leaving you with close to no space

☼ it was alright though, you understood

☼ he’d been a single person and you were guilty of starfishing at home yourself

☼ you figured he’d eventually get used to sharing his bed with another person and adapt

☼ you figured wrong

☼ in fact, things became even worse from there on

☼ not only did he basically corner you on your own half of the bed, eventually you found yourself waking up to your face kissing the floor

☼ you tested out different things, from sleeping on the different side of the bed to giving him sleeping pills to knock him out

☼ it didn’t work, you always ended up either corner or on the floor

☼ eventually you bought a pull-out bed so now when you fall, you fall onto another mattress

☼ on the plus side; you’ve learned to fall asleep really quick after

☼ you also learned to see positive things even in negative situations

☼ “Sometimes I don’t even wake up anymore! How cool is that?”

Saeran:

☀ Sharing a bed with Saeran took ages

☀ he probably wouldn’t have minded, but you did

☀ the therapist had said to give him some space, let him heal

☀ physical contact in general was a tender topic, let alone sharing a bed

☀ it was a rather intimate thing, even without having sex

☀ you really didn’t want him to push you away or feel caged

☀ it was about half a year into your relationship that he asked you to sleep with him

☀ even in bed, you stayed on your side, not touching him at first

☀ especially when you first turned over too look at him sleep

☀ really, it broke your heart

☀ he slept in a fetus position, making himself so small it must have been uncomfortable

☀ he also didn’t look relaxed or calm like you would expect a sleeping person to look like

☀ even in sleep, he looked troubled

☀ maybe even more so than in real life, where he constantly wore a mask, you realized

☀ you actually found yourself crying at his fate

☀ he woke up one night, hearing you sob

☀ for a moment he just stared at you in confusion, but apparently he understood

☀ without a word he scooted closer and cuddled up to you

☀ it almost made you cry even more, the way he tried to hide himself in your embrace

☀ from then on you held him every night, his face buried in your chest and your fingers brushing through his hair

☀ you didn’t cry anymore, he didn’t look as pained

☀ “I like our new sleeping position much better, you know?”

Jihyun Kim/ V

📷 moving in with V was equally easy as it was hard

📷 even with Rika out of the picture it still felt like she was present

📷 there was a side of the closet unused, a free shelf in the bathroom and decoration too feminine to have been chosen by V himself

📷 even when your things started to fill these spaces it didn’t feel quite right

📷 it just felt so much like she was still there

📷 you hated that feeling, and it made you feel insecure

📷 especially when you first came home late and V was already sleeping

📷 you stepped in and it was obvious that he’d shared a bed before

📷 painfully obvious

📷 he neatly slept on his side of the bed, but his arm was stretched out, reaching for something

📷 you figured it was Rika

📷 you slept on the couch that night

📷 he asked you about it the next morning, but you dodged the topic

📷 when the same thing repeated itself again about two weeks later, he didn’t let you off the hook

📷 so you explained

📷 he was shocked and embarrassed with himself

📷 there was a bit of truth to it, it had been the position he’s slept in with Rika

📷 but he’d gotten over her thanks to you, and hated having hurt you like that

📷 without you asking him, he gets rid of everything that once belonged to her

📷 from there on he pulls you to his chest, holding you close through the night

📷 both of you finally have what you always needed

📷 “Thank you so much, V.”

|| REQUEST ARE (ALWAYS) OPEN!! ||


little side note, I’m sorry this took so long. I went to sleep shortly before I got your request and while the first couple of peeps were easy to write I constantly struggle with V so it took a while. I still hope you guys like it :3

Call Me A Tree, Because I Am Pining For You

Klance Fanfiction

3862 Words

Completed Oneshot 

It’s really just fluff and pining

Summary: Lance likes Keith’s abs and Keith likes Lance’s legs and they are pining fools also Good Uncle Coran makes an appearance. (also every time there is a — it switches who the main focus is)

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Phases of the Heart

A/N: I’ve had this idea for a while and I’ve just been thinking about it, trying to come up with how I wanted to write it, and I hope it makes sense. It’s basically just little blurbs of how Shawn would react to the different phases of Y/N as a person. I feel like ( at least for me) everyone has different sides to them, and I thought it would be cute to write about how a person ( Shawn ) falls in love with each and every different aspect of another person ( Y/N ). A lot of the phases are just basic emotions so yeah. I think I may do a part 2 to this if you guys like it.

Phase 1; Happy

Everyone has their own definition of happiness. Shawn had plenty of his own definitions. Being on stage of course was a big deal, that made him happy. There were plenty of things that made him feel good, but there were also plenty of things that made him sad. But something that he did know, was that Y/N made him happy. Seeing her happiness, is what made him feel the best. Like whenever he made her laugh, her eyes would get so small it looked like they were closed, and she got this little dimple below her lower lip if she was smiling big enough. Her laugh itself, was so contagious. She always tried her hardest not to laugh out loud, she hated her laugh. But he loved it. It was loud, and a little high pitched.

“High pitched enough to annoy someone!” is what she always said, but Shawn was never annoyed. He wished he could always be laughing with her. It was one of the best feelings in the entire world, to laugh with someone you love.

“I can’t breathe!” Shawn remembered her saying one night they spent together after one of his shows, and they sat on the floor of his dressing room, talking about something Geoff did that was apparently hilarious to her. She was laughing so hard, there were tears rolling down her cheeks, and she was rocking back and forth, holding her stomach. Shawn didn’t even think it was that funny, but seeing Y/N in a state like this, made him laugh. So that’s what they did. They just laughed until they ran out of breath, and once they stopped, she was still smiling, looking at Shawn. He remembered this moment vividly because, this was when he knew he loved her. During this time, everything clicked, it all made sense. Her energy was connecting with his, and the world was perfect. Everything was okay, and they both felt complete. Pure happiness. And he smiled so much that by the end of the night, his jaw hurt.

Phase 2; Focused

“What are you doing?” He remembers asking her this, one morning at some hotel. She was sitting on the balcony, with a little brush in her right hand, and a mirror in her left. “Makeup.” She said, her eyebrows squishing together, creating a crease on her forehead. And whenever she was focusing really hard on something, she’d bite her bottom lip. Sometimes she’d even chew it until she tasted blood. Shawn loved watching her focus, he thought it was adorable. He would even make fun of her sometimes, and call her out on making a “concentrate face” as he called it.

“Busy with something?” He said to her once, as she concentrated on a game she was playing on her phone. Her lip was red from chewing it, and her eyes were squinted.

“What makes you think I’m busy?” She’d said not looking away from her game. “You’re making that concentrate face!” He laughed simply. She just shook her head and continued to play. Shawn didn’t want to take her focus away, so he watched her play and each time she got a higher score on that silly game, he’d kiss the side of her head.

Phase 3; Sad

Shawn hated watching her cry, and he hated having to see her ever be sad. This was another reason he knew he loved her so much, because whenever she was sad, he did everything in his power to change that. And all he ever wanted was to see Y/N smile. He had many memories of her crying so hard she couldn’t even speak. It was always hard for Y/N to explain what her feelings were, but crying always made it harder.

“She…I, I had t-to go.” Shawn had a flashback to when Y/N and her best friend/ roommate got into a huge fight, and Y/N had such a hard time explaining to Shawn that she had to leave her apartment because of how bad the argument was. Of course Shawn let her stay with him. And that night, he held onto her so tight, doing his best to calm her. He made her food, and tea, and cuddled her until she wasn’t crying anymore. There was even a point in this time, where he thought about calling her roommate, to try and make things okay, but Y/N only told him not to, and that this mess was hers to clean up. For the rest of that night Shawn rubbed her back, and whispered several I love you’s until she fell asleep with her mouth open.

Phase 4; Angry

Y/N was the type of person to break things when she got angry. She’d throw dishes while yelling, or chuck a pillow at Shawn whenever she was upset with him. She even had gotten bruises from punching the wall, or kicking the door. She wasn’t a violent person, she just hated having to hold in her anger for too long. Shawn understood. Shawn remembers one night Y/N and him got into a heated argument about some disagreement they had. He barely remembers what it was about, but he does remember how Y/N acted.

“YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN TO SHUT UP DO YOU?” She interrupted Shawn, and yelled at the top of her lungs, her face was bright red and her eyes were glossy. Whenever she was this angry, she’d try not to cry by clenching her teeth and looking down, or walking away from him. Soon enough, she grabbed a mug on the counter filled with tea, and threw it across the room. It hill the wall, breaking into pieces, tea spilling everywhere. Shawn remembers getting angry at her for doing that, but he didn’t have the energy to yell at her the way she had yelled at him.

“You wanna break things now?” Shawn walked over to the coffee table in the living room of her apartment, and picked up the vase that sat in the middle of the table. It was old and empty so he figured she wouldn’t care. Hopefully her roommate wouldn’t care either, when she got back from shopping. Shawn hated that him and Y/N both were always having to clean up after arguments and lie to Y/N’s roommate, and hide the fact that they just threw tantrums. He did this often, whenever Y/N broke something he’d break something back, but he was always careful of what he broke so he didn’t make her even more angry. So he threw the vase in the same direction of the mug she broke and it shattered, falling to the floor with the mug.

“Fuck you YN”

“You wish Shawn.” Y/N rolled her eyes and walked straight out the door. This moment was strange for Shawn because he was incredibly upset with her, and he wanted to yell to the sky asking why she had to act the way she did sometimes. But when she said that snarky comment and walked out, moving her ponytail back and forth as she walked, Shawn was crazily in love with her. He was in love with the fire inside her, and he was in love with the way she acted like a queen, like she deserved better all the time. She was a queen, and she did deserve the absolute best. And so, Shawn being taken over by his emotions, followed Y/N out the door and chased her down until they worked out that argument, and ended it with apologies and a kiss.

anonymous asked:

Prompt: oh shit I spilled water on you and now you're in the employee break room half fish cause apparently you're part merman. How do I fix this oh no. (Nico merman? Will is the freaking out employe lol) thanks ^-^

Sure!


This was definitely one of the weirder situations Will had gotten himself into. He hadn’t meant to spill the jug of water on Nico, but it was Will’s turn to refill the coffee machine and when he turned around to pour the water out, Nico was right there and walked into Will. It wasn’t like it was planned or something. Nico was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and now-

He had scurried into the break room like Will had burned his skin and if that didn’t worry Will then the constant muttering he heard of “shit, shit, oh fuck, oh fuck,” did.  He had thought maybe Nico had a fear of water, but it wasn’t like Will had drown him or something. Sure, it soaked his clothes, but they all kept a spare in the back for this very situation. (Usually someone split coffee though, not an entire jug of water.)  

Now, Nico was pant-less in the break room and drying himself off like his life depended on it. Will didn’t know if it would be considered rude to walk in and offer Nico the dry clothes he had pulled out of the back, or if he should just knock on the door before setting the clothes down and walking away. Sure, Will had always had a tiny (read: massive) crush on Nico, but not was not the time to ogle the Italian’s well-muscled legs. (Will had to remind himself of that a little further down.) He decided to just bite the bullet and knock on the door before entering the break room.

“Nico?” Will tried to keep his eyes above Nico’s waistline, but he couldn’t help but grin at the green boxers with little orange fish on them. Who would’ve thought Nico wore underwear that wasn’t black? When Nico looked up, he looked like a deer caught in headlights, his eyes going wide as he tried to cover himself with the towel.

“Will! What are you doing?!” Will felt himself blush for a moment as he tried to come up with something that didn’t sound creepy.

“I brought you some dry clothes, since I-” Will was ashamed to say that he let his eyes wander down again to admire Nico’s smooth legs, but when he glanced down all he was meet with was a… Tail?! “What the fuck is that?” Not the best thing to ever come out of Will’s mouth, but a tail wasn’t something he expected.

When he looked back up, Nico’s face was flushed as he rubbed the towel over the scales, and Will was slowly trying to process the information in front of him. Had he hit his head and passed out? He couldn’t remember falling recently, but maybe he was still dreaming. It was possible, Will was certainly clumsy enough. While he was trying to recollect everything that had happened in the last few hours Nico had seemed to fix… Whatever was wrong with his leg, pulling the pants on that Will had brought him.

“Will? You okay?” Nico asked hesitantly. Will was snapped back to reality as Nico’s adorable face swam into focus in front of him. He resisted the urge to blush at how concerned Nico was for him. (Which wasn’t usually something people blush at, but Will had some seriously repressed feelings.)

“What just happened?” Will asked dumbly, pointing to Nico’s now (unfortunately) clothed legs.

“Uh, surprise?” Nico grinned sheepishly, and for the first time, Will noticed just how sharp Nico’s teeth were.


Kind of a meh ending but I’ve got a killer headache

Notes

Whew, it’s been a while since I’ve written a fic for these two cuties!


Ever since he had met Plagg and started his life as a Miraculous Holder, Adrien Agreste hadn’t been surprised by many things anymore. I mean, let’s face it, if a cat-like creature called a ‘Kwami’ suddenly shows up in your room and tells you that you’re destined to be a superhero, nothing can surprise you anymore.

Or so he thought. It just happened that there was someone who managed to surprise him time and time again.

And her name was Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

He’d always had a soft spot for the girl, don’t ask him how or why, but he considered her his second real friend (losing only to Nino). That alone earned her a pretty high place in his heart, but then there was the other thing, and he believed it to be purely instinctual, but just the mere thought of her being in any type of harm made his heart pound and stomach churn. That’s the feeling that confused him, since he didn’t even feel that way with Ladybug! (Although that may be because he was well-aware that the masked girl could protect herself just fine)

But that’s just it. Any person who would give Marinette no more than a sideways glance would consider her someone who needed to be protected- frail, even. She was just that kind-hearted and optimistic, and anyone with those qualities was bound to be either naive or too kind for their own good.

But Marinette would debunk that stereotype the second you even thought of her in that way.

She was stubborn, fierce, and stood for what she believed in. Not to mention that she was surprisingly strong and quick on her feet, too. In short, the entire opposite of what she appeared to be at first.

Take right now, for example. Adrien - and he was almost one hundred percent certain everyone else - was staring in complete and utter shock at what was happening right in front of his very eyes. The only one who didn’t seem all that surprised was Alix, but that was just because she was enjoying this way too much to let her bewilderment overshadow it.

Even Alya- who claimed to know the aspiring designer inside and out -was staring at the two with surprise in her eyes. Even so, she still had the mind to whip out her phone and film this 'legendary’ occurrence.

The whole classroom had been cleared for both Kim and Marinette; tables and chairs had been pushed all the way to the back of the room except for two of them, which had been centered in the middle of the class so that everyone could stand around them and watch clearly as the two classmates tried to one-up each other.

The arm-wrestle match hadn’t been planned or anything, it just had been one of the spontaneous matches between Kim and Alix as usual. After their match, however, everyone had been surprised to see Marinette actually challenging Kim to go against her and see who was stronger, actually getting annoyed when he claimed he would go easy on her.

But now it had been made pretty clear that that was a terrible idea on Kim’s part.

He was clearly struggling, and Adrien was certain that he spotted sweat droplets on the other boy’s forehead.

Lê Chiến Kim was actually struggling to hold his own in an arm wrestling match.

Marinette was actually winning.

But that wasn’t all, they had all seen Alix beat him in arm wrestling a couple of times before, so the fact that a girl was beating him wasn’t that big of a deal to them; even if it was someone as unexpected as Marinette.

No, the surprising thing was the amount of effort she was putting into it- or, better yet, the lack of effort.

She was holding Kim’s hand tightly in her own with ease, a soft smile on her lips as she just watched him struggle, her other hand supporting her head. Her smile wasn’t mocking or anything, it wasn’t even cocky, it just wasn’t in her personality to taunt or humiliate her opponent like that.

No, her smile was the same kind and gentle smile that all of them knew and were accustomed to. Adrien tried not to think too much of the fact that it had his heart pounding in his chest.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Marinette’s smile turned soft. “Sorry, Kim,” she said, her grin widening. “Looks like I won.”

And with that, her grip on his hand tightened as she turned her wrist and slammed his hand down onto the table.

The class went silent, and it took a while before they managed to snap out of their shock.

Kim was the first one to react. He calmly got up from his chair and walked up to her with a proud and impressed smile on his face. “Nicely done, Mari!” He praised, head tilted down so he could properly look at her with his towering height. “Who’d have thought you’d be able to beat me? I’m impressed.” He quickly slipped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer so he could ruffle her hair playfully, which had her struggling and protesting in his grip.

Meanwhile, the green-eyed model was still staring at the sweet and somewhat shy girl in complete awe.

It were moments like these that had Adrien questioning his sanity.


Note Number #1: Marinette Dupain-Cheng was extremely kind.

Note Number #2: Marinette Dupain-Cheng was brave.

Note Number #3: Marinette Dupain-Cheng was insanely strong for a girl her age and weight.

Note Number #4: Marinette Dupain-Cheng had very quick reflexes.

Note Number #5: Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a pro at gaming.

Note Number #6: Marinette Dupain-Cheng had the agility of a circus monkey.

Okay, yes, Adrien had resorted to taking mental notes of Marinette. In his defense, he had been completely unaware that he was doing it, and by the time he realized it; he was already down to four.

Gym class was one of the blond’s favorite classes. It was the one time where he could just play and run around and actually have fun. The best part was that he didn’t even have to be Chat Noir to do it. It was also the place where he could let his competitive spirit run free, and he’d taken note of the fact that his competitive side always happened to surface when they were playing in teams and a certain black haired girl with pigtails was in the opposite team.

And he was again taking notes of something Marinette-related. If he didn’t watch himself, it was going to become a habit.

He was just glad that he wasn’t actually writing them down. That was when he’d need to start worrying.

Surprisingly enough, gym was the only class where she was able to form a coherent sentence while in his presence. He guessed that her competitive side was big enough to rival his, since the normally stuttering and blushing girl would go as far as challenging and making bets with him whenever they were the two last standing- which seemed to happen a lot.

Adrien did feel a bit like he was cheating, since all his running around Paris as Chat Noir tended to enhance his physical attributes as himself too.

Still, he found himself not caring one bit whenever Marinette was the one standing across the room from him.

Huh, maybe he needed to make a list about himself too, since he kept learning new things about himself whenever the topic was either Marinette or Ladybug.

The moment Adrien had walked into the room, he felt himself getting excited when he spotted the monkey bars set up for them to swing on. He had half a mind to just run up and leap across them in a cat-like fashion, but that would both be too obvious and just plain embarrassing.

From the corner of his eye, he spotted flaming brown hair entering the room and he turned because whenever Alya got out of the changing room, Marinette was close by- and damn it, was he really paying that much attention to her?!

At this rate, he’d need counseling 'cause this was turning obsessive.

Another thing to add to Adrien’s list of weird characteristics.

In the middle of the girls’ conversation, Marinette looked up and her eyes lit up when she spotted the monkey bars, her smile almost brightening the room and Adrien was almost sure that he was blushing. He couldn’t help it, the look on her face was simply adorable.

Seriously, this was becoming worrying. At this rate, he’d forget all about Ladybug since his focus was entirely on Marinette. Still, he didn’t feel as panicked as he should have been, and that little detail alone should’ve already told him enough.

From the way his blush darkened, he knew damn well just what was going on.

He got snapped out of his thoughts when the teacher called for his attention. “Adrien! Marinette! You’re up!”

He blinked and looked up to see Juleka and Sabrina walking back to the bench, the purple-haired girl quick to pull her fingerless gloves back over her hands after having to take them off for the monkey bars.

The task was simple, swing across the bars as fast as you could and try to get there before the other had. To put it simply, it was a race on monkey bars.

The two of them walked up to the bars, both teens having a good mood about this particular assignment. Adrien glanced beside him and shot the girl a smile. “Ready?”

Surprisingly enough, she met his stare head on with a smirk. “Think you can keep up?”

Her words just prompted a smirk of his own and he was sure that his green eyes were shining in cat-like mischief. “Oh, we’ll see about that, P-” He stopped there, dangerously close to saying Princess and it occurred to him that it was just way too easy to slip into his Chat Noir persona without even being aware of it.

Seriously, he was taking mental notes of all the peculiar qualities of a certain interesting girl, but failed to make note of the important things that could protect his identity.

After this, he was so writing everything down to clear his head.

The teacher gave the signal, and the two of them simultaneously jumped onto the bars, swinging across with speed that had their classmates blinking twice and rubbing their eyes to make sure that they were seeing it right.

Adrien, however, was feeling a bit troubled.

All this - swinging and laughing, even making bets with Marinette - it all felt so familiar. The sense of déjà vu being enough for his concentration to slip and one of his hands to accidentally let go of the bars. He was quick to grab hold again, but that short moment of hesitation was enough for Marinette to get ahead of him, reaching the end quickly and jumping off with a small flip, her agile and graceful movements doing nothing but worsening his déjà vu to the point where it was becoming maddening because he couldn’t figure it out.

He landed beside her just seconds after, using the same technique as her, but whereas hers was more graceful, his was a lot more carefree and playful.

She smirked up at him playfully. “Looks like I won after all, K-” She stopped, her pretty sky blue eyes going completely blank as whatever she was just about to say seemed to shock her into silence. Her eyes locked on him, narrowing for a second before she shook her head and her eyes cleared up again. Whatever she just had been thinking was just too ridiculous to be true, either way, Adrien could clearly see that it must’ve been a worrying thought for her to slip into silence like that.

His mind flashed back to how easy it was for him to slip into his Chat Noir persona when talking to her, and he wondered if she had picked up on it too.

Damn it, he knew that visiting her sometimes as Chat Noir was a bad idea.

“Congrats!” He smiled, figuring that changing the topic was his best option at the moment, and he made sure to get rid of any trace of Chat this time as he talked. “Maybe I’ll be the one to beat you next time.”

His voice had turned playful again at the end, and Adrien realized just how little self-control he had when around her.

It seemed to work though, since she looked up at him with a smile that equaled his as she responded. “We’ll see about that.”

Note Number #7: Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a very competitive person.

Her smile turned soft, and Adrien found his heart skipping a beat, and he regrettably had to add another note to his list.

Note Number #8: Adrien Agreste was completely and utterly screwed because he had fallen hard for Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Yuanfen - Part 5

Characters - Bucky x Reader, Steve (briefly)

Word Count - 1729

Warnings - None 

A/N - This is an AU. 缘分 (Yuanfen) is a Chinese word that has no direct English translation and (roughly) means “A relationship that is brought together by a force such as destiny or fate.“ It’s been MONTHS! Yuanfen is back, please let me know what you guys think! A special thanks to @bovaria for reading this over and giving me the confidence to post this.

Yuanfen Masterlist

“I’m not too sure about this, James.” You puffed out your cheeks, eyeing the stunning red dress that hugged your frame.

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The Pyjack, Romance Companions React

Leaving out PeeBee because I’m working on a story for her that incorporates the sneezing and this companion reaction and another little surprise. :) you’ll see!

I only write Fem Ryder Romances, see previous reaction for details.

Liam
Liam was checking over his armour, preparing for their next ground mission and upon opening his locker, he was greeted to a high pitched squeal and a pair of oversized black eyes staring up at him before the creature promptly jumped on his head and quickly scuttled away. Looking back at his locker he let out an annoyed groan.
“Sara! Your pet monster just chewed through my favourite shirt!” Liam shouted, holding up the ruined fabric.
Sara was cuddling the space monkey to her chest while reading one of her fathers books.
Looking up at him apologetically
“I’ll requisition for another one for you. Sorry Liam. ” Sara winced.
Liam flopped on the couch next to her and threw an arm around her, glaring at Pyjack.
“If I didn’t love you so much, that thing would be breakfast.” Liam grumbled.
“Drack’s the only one with the ability to eat him since their blood and muscle are poisonous to us.” Sara laughed.
Liam continued to grumble into her shoulder.

Suvi
During Suvi’s downtime she would go to Ryders quarters and read, the ships pet curled up in her lap. Sara would often just watch the two, the sight simply too adorable to tear her eyes from. The focus Suvi had, drinking in, absorbing whatever she turned her attention too.
Sara let out a dreamy sigh without thinking, causing Suvi to look up.
Sara went red, looking away, pretending to tinker with her omni-tool.
Suvi giggle at her girlfriends awkwardness, putting the book down and placing to sleeping Pyjack on the space beside her. Making her way to Ryder, who was sitting cross legged on the bed, face still burning, she sat beside her and wrapped her arms around her.
“Something on your mind?” Suvi asked.
“You’re cute not matter what you do. Not. Fair.” Sara mumbled.
Suvi laughed and kissed Sara’s cheek.

Jaal
It took a while to notice. Sara was sitting on Jaal’s bed, flicking through her Omni-Tool, the adorable space monkey nestled quite happily on her chest. It was only after the third or fourth growl did she look over to Jaal and see him glaring in her direction.
“Was it something I said?” Sara asked.
“Hm? No!”
“Then why the periodic growling and glaring?” Sara questioned.
Jaal sighed.
“It’s… Burying it’s head in your bosom.”
“What?”
“It has no respect for your relationship. Look at it, clinging to you, mocking me. Your creatures from the Milky Way are most inconsiderate.” Jaal spat, crossing his arms and seemingly glaring harder at the Pyjack.
Sara blinked at him incredulously a few times before bursting into laughter, causing the space monkey to jolt awake and run off back to her room.
She laughed so hard she nearly fell off his bed. After wiping away her tears of mirth away she stood and walk over to him, plopping herself down on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him sweetly.
“Jealousy is unbecoming of you.” Sara giggle while pulling away.
Jaal’s lips chased after hers for a more heated kiss.
“If it gains this response I should scowl at your pet more often.” Jaal smiled.

Vetra
Vetra watched as Sara played with the space rat. Dangling a bit of string in front of it.
“He doesn’t bite Vetra. Come on.” Sara laughed.
Vetra would never admit it but she was a little afraid of the unusual pet.
“It’s… Cute but I’ll keep my distance.”
“Scardy-bird.” Sara giggled.
“What?”
“Nothing. Just come here.”
Vetra walked over. Cautious of the small creature. Sara took her hand and pulled her closer to the no snoozing space monkey on her lap.
“Now just brush your hand behind its ear.. And…”
“It’s so soft!!!!??” Vetra squealed suddenly.
Vetra then began petting the creature with both hands. Squishing it’s face, eyes shining with wonder.
They continued like that, sitting on the floor and petting and playing with the cute monkey.
Sara kissed Vetra’s mandible.
“Told you you’d like it.”

anonymous asked:

Drunk raven expressing her feeling to bb, the really deep ones and the more cute ones too :))

Sensitive ears were great and all, unless the music was cranked up to a hundred hertz. Then, the only thing that could be heard was a constant thump and nothing else. 

That, and he always got a gnarly headache that battered at his temples for the remainder of the night. 

Beast Boy scowled and glared at his drink, wishing he could be far away from here

Today hadn’t been a good day. They’d nearly lost a bus full of kids to some idiot who thought blowing up bridges would be a fun pastime, and all Beast Boy wanted to do was lounge on the sofa, eat some pizza, and call it a night. He was sore, tired, and the horrors of narrowly missing getting burned to a crisp were still far too fresh on his mind. 

So yeah, a club really wasn’t where he wanted to be. 

But Robin had been determined to celebrate their success, probably to help lift the team’s spirits, or whatever. He took another swig of the brandy, wincing at the burn of the liquor in his throat. Beast Boy appreciated the gesture, he really did, but he just wasn’t feeling this tonight. 

A hint of lilacs tickled his nose, and Beast Boy turned to see Raven leaning over his shoulder. “Hey,” she shouted, her voice barely carrying over the booming music. “Dance with me.” 

He blinked. “What?” 

There was a laugh. “Come on!” She snagged his wrist, tugging him to his feet, and stumbling as she led him to the surging bodies on the dance floor. Strobe lights dazzled in his eyes, but Beast Boy could still see the way Raven fumbled on her feet. 

Was Raven…drunk? 

She jerked him close, attempting to sway to the beat. Her motions were jerky and unbalanced, and Beast Boy caught a strong whiff of liquor mingling with her natural scent. 

Well, she’d at least been drinking. She had to be, asking him to dance and all. 

The empath in question twirled a bit too hard and managed to throw herself off kilter. Beast Boy lurched forward and snagged her by the shoulders just before she could come crashing down onto the floor. “Uh, Rae?” he shouted. “How much have you drank tonight?” 

Raven blinked, her gaze out of focus. She giggled, letting herself lean into his touch. “I dunno,” she slurred, “my brain feels funny.” Her face screwed up as she paused to think, creating the most single-handedly adorable expression Beast Boy had ever seen grace her features. He bit back a snort. 

Oh yeah. Raven was definitely smashed. 

“Come on, let’s get you off the dance floor.” 

He led her away from the strobe lights and disco balls and towards a balcony just across from the bar. Cool air tickled his skin, and he instinctively threw an arm across Raven’s shoulders. Wouldn’t want her catching a cold, right? 

She didn’t seem fazed by the motion, instead wrapping an arm around his waist and leaning into him. “Mmmh,” she hummed, “you’re warm.” 

Beast Boy gulped, feeling his face grow hot. He could really smell the alcohol on her now that they were out in the crisp night air. Damn. She really must have been going at those shots. 

A little table caught Beast Boy’s attention, and he guided the inebriated empath over one of its chairs. “Here, why don’t we sit for a bit?” 

Raven laughed. “You’re such a cutie, Beastie. W-why’re you so cute?” She jabbed him with a finger as she spoke, her expression accusing. Beast Boy blinked. 

“I-I dunno. You think I’m cute?” 

She rolled her eyes. “Isn’t it obvious, B?” Raven lazily twirled a finger in her haphazard hair, waggling her eyebrows at him. “You are very, very cute.” 

Beast Boy blanched. This…this was bizarre. Raven exuded a forwardness he was completely unfamiliar with, fueled by her concoction of liquid courage, and it was starting to scare him. Did she…like him? That was impossible! 

Right?

Raven slumped into the chair, her glassy eyes flashing. “If I didn’t feel so…woozy… I’d kiss you right now.” Her expression quickly morphed from enticing to pained, and she dropped her head in her hands. “Ugh, I think I’m gonna be sick.” 

Beast Boy let out an awkward laugh, reaching out to rub her back. “Yeah, that tends to happen when you drink to much…” He whipped out his communicator and dialed for Cyborg. “I think it’s time for you to go home.” 

Raven’s hand curled around his wrist, prompting him to look up and meet her gaze. He blinked, his breath catching at the intensity swirling within her violet irises. “Take me out. Tomorrow. For lunch.”

Beast Boy balked. “W-what?”

“You heard me.”

“O-okay,” he stammered, “I will.” 

Raven smiled. “Good. Now excuse me while I go throw up.” She hauled herself to her feet and staggered off, leaving behind a very, very confused Beast Boy. 

Well, he supposed today hadn’t been a total disaster… 


Here you go, anon! One silly tale of a drunk Raven mustering the courage to hit on BB! xD Enjoy! 

-mod vixensheart

anonymous asked:

Bucky Barnes - Welcome to the Black Parade - MCR

Originally posted by seventven

MASTERLIST

PAIRING: Bucky x Reader

SONG: Welcome to the Black Parade – My Chemical Romance

A/N: okay I know the song is about death but I couldn’t bear to kill anyone off. if you want you can read Umbra before this

WARNINGS: angst


“Are you sure about this?” Steve asked him.

“I can’t trust my own mind,” Bucky replied. “So, until they figure out how to get this stuff out of my head I think going back under is the best thing… for everybody.”

Steve nodded and Bucky walked to the cryogenic chamber. The door closed and so did Bucky’s eyes. His mind flashed to you. The last time he saw you.

You were mindlessly twirling your hair, concentrating hard on whatever you were looking at on your computer. Bucky’s lips met the ceramic of the coffee mug and he took a sip, inhaling deeply. He wanted to talk, he wanted to hear that beautiful sing-song voice of yours, but he didn’t want to break your focus. He ran his hand through his hair, looking out at the busy streets of Bucharest. You had convinced him he didn’t need his ball cap today and he was happy you had. He figured you both looked like a normal couple, just out on a Sunday morning date.

You bit your lip, causing Bucky to chuckle. You looked up, a bit of frustration on your face. “What?” you had asked him. “Nothing,” he murmured. “You’re just adorable when you’re concentrating.” Your cheeks ran red hot as your blush covered your face. He watched your lips as you took your first sip of your coffee. He couldn’t help what came out of his mouth next. “I love you.”

Your face was the last thing he saw before sleep overtook him.

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Dating Alex Summers/Havoc Would Include

Originally posted by edgarvvright


  • Alex being a gentleman and holding doors open for you because he’s a gentleman like that
  • “I’m not scared of you, Alex.” Followed by a quick glance from him before he pulls you towards him by the waist and kisses you, twirling you around while your lips still touch
  • He would be pretty protective of you, not wanting to leave you alone in battles, but at the same time he would want to be as far away from you as possible so he was less likely to accidentally hit you
  • Summer evenings spent lying against him on the school grounds. Alex’s arms around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulder
  • You’d lie back on the grass together, holding hands and cloud gazing
  • “Where do we go from here, Alex?”
    “Anywhere you like, doll.”
  • Alex would always hold you from behind, his strong arms around your waist and his chin either on the top of your head or your shoulder. He’d lean around to kiss you on the cheek occasionally
  • Him always complimenting you on your appearance and just in general - he loves you.
  • If you were stressed he would take your face in his hands and lean down, “Hey, you’re okay. We’re going to be okay, I’m here for you.” He’d say in a deep, soft voice. Making sure he saw an improvement in your eyes before pressing your lips to his and just holding you, rocking from side to side.
  • You’d talk about everything together. Life, family, the future, the present, fictional places. You’d listen to everything he said and he’d do the same for you. Laying or sitting beside each other, Alex’s hand running up and down your arm or leg gently.
  • Alex would catch your gaze in a room full of people and a small smile would form on his face as he watched you try to ignore him and focus on everyone else. But he’d see the redness in your cheeks, he’d see it. And it would be the most adorable thing ever for him
  • Nights spent dancing to music, just in each others company.
  • Alex and yourself would share all your insecurities with each other and you’d talk about it and it would help because he’s Alex and you’re you and you’re perfect together.
college!AU Taehyung
  • major: mechanical engineering 
  • minor: geophysics 
  • sports: he’s not in any on-campus sports teams, but he professionally skateboards 
  • clubs: engineers without borders, arts & crafts club 
  • taehyung got into engineering through building robots as a kid in high school and also once trying to strap extra engines onto his bike to see if it would go faster, basically he’s been into building things and science since forever so that’s why he’s perfect for mechanical engineering
  • he sorta despises all the math that goes into it, but he has a skill for drawing up plans and numbers is just a part of it that he has to battle through even though he basically died while taking multivariable calculus and kept crying into his textbook while jin and jimin patted him on the back and yoongi was just like “you shouldn’t have taken engineering if you don’t like math” and taehyung was like thE math sucKS but the cool stuff i GEt to build in lab is so FUN HYUNG 
  • but classes like designing informative devices, heat transfer, and his uttermost favorite: mechanical design lab are just where taehyung let’s his imaginative mind go to work
  • and whenever he like purposes an idea everyone is like “what? that will never work, scientifically it’s impossible!” but taehyung never takes ‘impossible’ for an answer and he just stays up for like four days straight doing the calculations and drawing up the plans and reading through books upon books and manuals upon manual until he finds a way to make his idea work
  • and then in lab everyone is just like hOLY shit he did it and taehyung, with like slightly messy hair and bags under his eyes and jittery hands from too much coffee is still so damn excited because i TOLD YOU i COULD DO IT 
  • and then he like crashes to sleep for three days straight and not even in his room in like namjoon’s room and namjoon is like this isn’t your dorm tae…..and taehyung sleep talking is like: if y=mx+b then that’ll be this much in kelvin temp and;…..basically a bunch of science and math nonsense 
  • his minor in geophysics is solely based on his obsession with volcanoes and magma and basically the physical phenomena of electricity and radioactivity and when he went abroad for engineers without borders he basically begged to get sent to Guatemala mostly because he wanted to do good work there but it’s also the home of Santa Maria one of the most active volcanoes in the world and he hAD to see it himself 
  • he’s basically a big, curious kid whose fascination with machines and science and the earth producing cool as hell phenomenon never went away and he hopes to like make a career out of it??
  • but also on the side he’s a pro-skater and competes in like local and even sometimes nationwide competitions and he’s cute he has like stickers that say ‘engineer 4 lyfe’ on his skateboard and like a sticker of an erupting volcano
  • and most people are like “oh you skate for fun?” and taehyung with like three hundred medals and awards behind his bed he’s like “yeah!!! i do it cuz it’s fun!!!”
  • and you actually meet because of taehyung’s skateboarding see you’re making your way to class with a huge stack of books and taehyung has his headphones in and he’s listening to a lecture on like thermodynamics and for a split second he doesn’t pay attention and you can’t really see where you’re going and basically a huge crash happens and ,,,, all your books are thrown into the air and taehyung like wobbles backwards and his board goes like out beneath his feet and you also fall backwards
  • and it’s just a MESS 
  • and honestly taehyung tries to rush to your aid because he’s a nice boy you know also he feels bad because your books are scattered just about everywhere and he’s like ?!??!?! are you ok??!?!?!?
  • and you’re fine thankfully you fell onto like the grassy part of the quad but taehyung slammed down onto the pavement park and you can see a slight cut on the side of his calf and you’re like !!! “you’re leg!!!” and he’s like my what?
  • and you like scramble to get your backpack off your shoulders and you pull out this little emergency first aid and you like fumble a bit with a bandage and taehyung is like “hey, hey it’s totally ok, hey listen to me-”
  • but you’re just like SHH and you disinfect the cut and put the bandage on and taehyung is like 
  • looking down on it and he’s like 
  • “did you just put a hello kitty bandage on me?”
  • and you’re like “listen.”
  • but taehyung like twists his leg this way and that and he’s like “you know, i like it!”
  • and for the first time you like focus on his face and ok what the heck he’s adorable with his hair all in his face and like a cute smile and you’re just like ,,,,,, he’s got such pretty and kind eyes,,
  • and he’s like dressed really haphazardly but it like works?? he’s got like cut off denim shorts with holes in them, old beat up vans, and this like boat necked white t-shirt with a flannel tied around his hips and a dingy old dad looking baseball cap turned backwards on his head
  • but like ok he just has the nicest vibe coming from him??/
  • and he even helps to like gather your books and then he like runs after his board and you see the volcano stickers and you’re like ??? what no way he’s a science major???
  • and you wish you could have asked but he looks at his phone and he’s like fRICK class started ten minutes ago see ya later hello kitty sticker person and he like skates away like nothing happened
  • and you’re standing there with your books like FIRSt of all hello kitty sticker person shouldn’t be as endearing as it seems coming from him,,,,but it is. It Is.
  • and that isn’t the last time you hear ‘hello kitty sticker person’
  • taehyung calls that from across the campus lunchroom where he sees you with your pile of books later on in the day and he like bounces over with his board under his arm and a tray of food in the other
  • and he just sits himself down across you, one leg up on the chair beside him as he shoves rice into his mouth messily and is like “sup?”
  • and you’re kinda like ,,,,,,,,,,ok i guess this is normal we don’t even know each other’s names but by the way taehyung presents himself you don’t really think he’s the type to care about the casualties of making friends, he’s just a people person
  • and you’re like “not much, i have to return these but the library doesn’t open back up till 3 so….”
  • taehyung like nods at you and he’s like “if you wanna kill some time, wanna come skate with me?” and you’re like hA i can’t skate also what am i gonna do with this leaning tower of books and he’s like “i can help you carry some, and i can teach you. my labs at like 4:30 so i got nothing to do either”
  • and you’re kind of flattered that he’s offering but you’re also like ,,,,, don’t overthink it he’s probably just looking for someone to like he says “kill time” with
  • so you’re like “you know i don’t know-” but taehyung’s like leaning over, stealing some meat from your own tray to pop into his mouth like you two have been bestfriends for 5000 years and he’s like “it’s like 1:30 now, we can drop your books off at my dorm and then i can teach you some basics. unless you gotta study or something?”
  • and for some reason you remember that isn’t he a science major and you’re like “shouldn’t you be studying? you’re a SCIENCE major” and he’s like “mechanical engineering” with a super proud smile as he like keeps chewing and shrugs and is like “that comes naturally to me” and you’re just looking at him like is this kid for real
  • and he’s just like “soooOOOo you gonna skate with me or not? it’ll be fun, i promise~”
  • and somehow you don’t know why maybe it’s his super duper cute face that you fall weak to you agree and taehyungs like COOL! grabs both your trays and kicks up his board into his free hand and he’s like grab your books c’mon
  • and you drop off your books in his dorm that he shares with this nice nursing major jimin who when he sees you is like “is taehyung taking you skating?” and you’re like “yeah! why?” and jimin just gives you a smile and winks @ taehyung and you’re like ???? and taehyung is like jimin shuttup or else ill throw this week old ham and cheese sandwich at you and jimin is like gtg 
  • and you’re kind of shy,,,to be in his dorm like you’ve known him for a collective 45 minutes but he’s so free and open and he’s like throw your books on my bed and you see that his walls are covered with like medals for skating competitions and like customized boards are up on his wall and his desk is a mess of textbooks, manuals, and like drawn up plans for these cool looking machines and like you have so much to ask him but taehyung’s like let’s go! as soon as your books are on the bed 
  • and you like follow him to this abandoned parking lot not far away from campus and you’re like “isn’t there a skate park somewhere around??” and taehyung’s like “yeah, but you’re a beginner what would you be doing in a skate park?” and you’re like “hey, i told you im not interested in-” but taehyung is like here’s a helmet put it on and you’re like when do you pick this up 
  • and he’s like everyone’s always so scared of skateboarding, but it’s fun you’re gonna love it i promise and it’ll be a good way to waste an hour and a half
  • and you don’t know how much you trust him but when he puts the board down in front of you and offers his hand out to hold you steady your heartbeat increases and you’re just like ,,,fine ill try
  • and you know he’s right, it is fun!! it’s scary but taehyung never lets your hand go and ten minutes in you’re both laughing like fools and taehyung is steadily helping you move across the parking lot and under the sun when you see him smile how it reflects in the light and how he’s so handsome 
  • like you can’t help but fall a little deeper and want to know so much more about him
  • that when time is up and he’s like let’s go get your books and im gonna start heading off to lab you don’t want him to leave and instinctively you grab a hold of his flannel before he turns and he’s like hm??/
  • and you’re just kinda like “can i see you again? taehyung, right?” and he gets this smile thats a little goofy but also a little hard to read and he’s like “i donT knoW can YOU~~~”  and you’re like akhfgf TaehyUNG and he’s like ofc you can here’s my number and he like gets a pen out of the back pocket of his shorts and scribbles the numbers down on the bookmark in one of your books and he’s like “see you later” and does like the thing skaters do the like two finger wave thing you know what im talking about 
  • and like the next time you two see each other its because you call him to maybe give you another skating lesson and he’s like sure where are you and you’re like “oh im doing laundry in the campus laundromat ill be done-” but he’s like “it’s fine ill come over now!”
  • and you’re like ‘oh ok- wait what?” but it’s too late. he’s already on his way
  • and when he gets to you you’re like !!! im not even done drying yet and he just climbs up to sit on one of the machines and takes like a candy bar out of his pocket and is like “it’s cool i can wait with you here and we can skate when you’re done, so what’s up?”
  • and you learn fast that taehyung isn’t one for dull conversations like it’s never a “the weathers nice” “i had a hard exam the other day” kind of topics he asks  the most intriguing, sometimes even personal questions and like if anyone else even tried to approach you with that kind of questions you’d freak out but with him….it feels safe
  • like he’ll hold onto your secrets forever so somehow over a period of time you and taehyung open up to each other like neither of you has to anyone before
  • and you learn that as much as he loves engineering he hates the way people associate him with laziness and some kind of unhealthy lifestyle because of the way he dresses and because he likes to skate and you tell him about all the shortcomings you’ve experienced with college too
  • and you become a frequent guest over at taehyung and jimins dorm because taehyung is always like “come over, come look at my new plans!!” and you don’t know half of the terms he’s using but you love seeing him get so excited about science
  • and one day you guys are out late at night because taehyung also enjoys making you go get snacks with him at like 4 am from the corner groceries off campus 
  • and taehyung is telling you about how radioactive decay works when he suddenly stops and is like “hey there’s something i don’t really know the answer to” and you’re like snorting over your ice-cream like “yeah, what is that?” and he just looks at you and he’s like
  • “i don’t know why the hell i always want to kiss you.”
  • and you’re like “oh that’s- what?” and you meet his eyes and taehyung lowers his own ice cream and is like “can i try it? once? i want to know, but if you say no…..”
  • and you’re like ok to hell with this ice-cream as you toss it to the side and wrap your arms around taehyungs neck and he’s like oh oh ok we are doing this and like
  • it’s the most ???? interesting???? first kiss you’ve had with anyone but it’s somehow still romantic with like the night breeze and taehyung’s soft touch against your cheek and like before he walks you home he shrugs off this big hoodie he has on and lets you have it for the night and oh my god you two cuties think about kissing each other even once you’re separated
  • like it’s so cute jimin wakes up to taehyung over pouring coffee into his cup because he got caught up thinking of your lips and ok it’s the beginning to something aDORABLE
  • so you and taehyung meet up at the parking lot for another skate lesson but this time taehyung is slightly more cautious about touching you or holding your waist and you’re like is something wrong??? and he’s like 
  • well he’s like “there’s this small local competition for skaters happening later tonight, do you want to come with me?” and you’re like oh sure!! and he’s like “it’s gonna be a lot of skaters so it might be awkward, but - it’d be nice if you cheered me on….” and you kinda blush because alksgjdfemfw but you’re like ofc ill come
  • taehyung picks you up at around like 7pm and the competition starts at like 9 so you guys take the train into the city and it’s cute taehyung like holds you close against him when the train gets crowded and you guys share like a quick snack and like once you get to the park where it’s being held everyone is like taehyung!!! and he’s so popular and everyones like fawning over him and trying to get his attention
  • and you’re not surprised taehyung is an amazing person it’s cool that he has so much recognition and like right before it’s his turn he like leans in and kisses you really fast and winks like “it’s for good luck!!” and ofc he ends up winning and everyones like taehyung let’s go get drinks and party but he’s like ahh maybe another time!! and like wraps his arm around you and is like “well, did i do well?” and you’re like “ you won!!!” and he’s like “YEAH but DId i LOOK cOOL?” and you’re like giggling like yes yes you did!!
  • and you look up to see taehyung like watching you and instead of the usual boyish charm and sunny smile, he’s got a more serious even kind of mysterious far off look in his eye and he leans in closer to you and is like placing his lips on your neck and you’re like taehyung…? but he just bites a little into your shoulder and you’re like oh! o ..h…
  • and taehyung is like we should get back to the dorm shouldn’t we? but you’re like there’s a little alley next to this park and the wall will suffice and he’s like are you su- but you’re back to kissing him
  • and taehyung like lifts your legs around his waist and just continues to let his mouth wander downwards
  • and if it wasn’t for the fact that you were on cloud nine with the feeling of his soft lips on you you would have been like taehyung we’re still technically in public but like no one is gonna see
  • and taehyung’s shirt can easily be unbuttoned it’s no big deal and you’re wearing something lite because it’s hot out so like 
  • you get my drift you know where im going 
  • and when taehyung notices you’re a little tired after he’s like ill piggyback you to the train and you’re like thanking him but he’s also like do you think i can piggyback you AND skate at the same time and you’re like taehyung pls don’t try to kill us both
  • but yeah you get to the dorms and you don’t want to let go of taehyung so you two just collapse in his bed together and it’s so soft
  • jimin wakes up in the morning to see you walking around the place in taehyung’s big ripped up shirt and taehyung is like asleep with very prominent marks on his neck and messy hair and jimin’s like
  • thank god i have an early morning shift at the hospital and he zooms out of there
  • but you and taehyung are like the most endearing couple he like skates from lab to your classes to meet up with you 
  • and you always make sure taehyung isn’t late to any of his math lectures even though you know he hates them and he makes you give him a shit ton of kisses before going inside so he can brave this horrible course
  • you get taehyung a custom board made that has like an engraving of Santa Maria on it and he gets so hype about it he won’t stop showing it off to EveryONe even jimin whose like ‘ive seen it a hundred times we dorm together’ and taehyung is like ‘look AT it ITS Great’
  • and anytime you hear someone say something about taehyung being in the engineering program you just talk really loud about how SMART and HANDSOME your BOYFRIEND TAEHYUNG A MECHANICAL ENGINEER MAJOR is and you’re not shy to be like his number one supporter 
  • taehyung picking you up into his arms and like skating you to one of your classes and you’re like kinda half screaming like taEHYuNG nO this i S DANgerous and you like hide your face in his shoulder and he’s like “don’t worry!!! my balance is gr8!!!”
  • took you to one of his arts & crafts club meetings so you two could make couple bracelets for each other and it was so cute everyone in the club was just like you two cuties look at you and you and taehyung just grew so red hehehe
  • also just imagine getting to wear all his big loose comfy clothes like what an a+ addition honestly WOO
  • kissing a sleepy taehyungs forehead when you come over and see him knocked out over one of his new plans for lab and you’re just so proud of him he’s so cute and hardworking !!!!

find namjoon’s ver (here), jimin’s ver (here)
find vixx college!au (here)
and please look forward to the rest of college!bts soon~ 

Moon of My Life

Member: Jun
Genre: FLUFFY ENOUGH TO HURT + Smut
Word Count: 2535


“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” Junhui shouted beside you, almost knocking the half empty bowl of popcorn off of his lap. “THEY CAN’T JUST END IT THERE, CAN THEY? I GOTTA KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT” he looked back and forth between you and the dark screen rolling credits in front of him.

“That’s Game of Thrones for you, babe.” you smiled, reaching over to hang onto his shoulder. You had spent the whole week binge watching the show from the moment you woke up until the wee hours of the morning with him. You had a lot of seasons to get through, and now you were officially caught up. You had already seen all of it, but Jun hadn’t. However he was hooked right from the beginning, and you enjoyed watching someone else go through all the excitement and pain of the show for the first time.

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