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“The ideal nap scenario is that you get a break midday for some reason, like your schedule suddenly opened up. When does that happen, right? You go home, it’s warm outside, there’s a bit of a cool breeze so you can open your window. But there’s no traffic outside, no cars making loud noises. Maybe just birds, and the faint sounds of children playing. Throw in a wind chime. And you just play some nature sounds, turn on your white noise machine, and you get 30 good minutes. Just long enough to reset, and then when you wake up, you have food somehow.”

I love everyone so much but I’m going to take a few days break from this drama. I hate how things are leaking when we promised Taylor we wouldn’t say anything and I hate how people are being petty and superiors if they have the slightest of info and are sharing to even things even tho it’s making the situation worse. Lastly I’m taking a break because I can’t imagine what Taylor is thinking. She must be very hurt and I can’t deal with knowing that. Taylor deserves our trust and our kindness and right now that’s not showing in the fandom.

@taylorswift I love you so so much and I’ll be on and off throughout this week but on less

don’t forget that you’re not entitled to anything. taylor swift does not owe us a single thing, yet she puts things like this together to make us happy. this was never meant to be a bragging right or an exclusive situation, so stop turning it into one. just like the media “ruined” the old taylor, now it’s going to be the fans. my heart is so heavy, can we all just chillax jeez it’s never that serious

Warning…Lucien deep thoughts

So after watching 5.6 I’m thinking Lucien must have a real psychological blind spot when it comes to being loved by a woman. Maybe his abandonment issues must run so deep that he doesn’t really believe he’s worthy of love? He’s got it right that he’s been the source of some pain for Jean (and joy obviously as they generally go hand in hand but I’m not sure he sees that) and I think he genuinely believes he’s doing the right thing (by writing the letter) but he is really oblivious as to how this little indiscretion will impact her. He has ignored all that she has said to him wrongly assuming instead that if he’s able to make the divorce happen, he will no longer be the soucre of her pain. I think it’s likely that he’s a little overwhelmed too by Jean’s love and sub consciously feels like he’s not worthy of it (cuz he must have done something bad to deserve the abandonment from Mom, wife, daughter even father) so he can’t help but sabotage it. Poor Lulu. And obviously the Viking helmet factor is in play here. That goes without saying.

Also, I sometimes feel like CM is a little over demonstrative when he’s portraying Blake (like when he was talking to the dead body with Jean in the morgue…and why was Jean in the morgue) but I loved his speech to the suidical father. So heartfelt and not over the top. Just another reason to question his judgment with Jean though…like you’ve hit the love jackpot with Jeannie after being in the darkest of places so why F it up.

Ok, thanks for letting me get that out.

anonymous asked:

Furuta is like the serpent, the final fuck up was done by Kaneki because of Kaneki's choices, I really hope he didn't kill all those people Touka was trying to protect because I can't see how she can just go on being with him after that, that sort of thing would ruin them

Mod K:

We are all making a lot of assumptions. We don’t know what happened. Touka was facing down many doves before all of this as well. And I don’t really blame Ken for this destruction. i blame him for beimg a bad leader but at the point where he became like this? That was all Furuta. He is clearly completely out of his mind right now and not in control of his actions. 🤷‍♀️

anonymous asked:

How do I comfort a friend when she's crying?

First of all hug them and let them know that you will be there for them no matter what. Don’t push them to tell you what’s wrong, respect that aspect and give them space if they ask for it. When the time is right if they tell you what’s going on help them get distracted from whatever is causing them to cry. Try doing things that you’ll know will make them happy. But most importantly just be there for them.

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  • Mom: He's so handsome.
  • Mom: I bet the magic would be stronger if he had his shirt off.
  • Mom: Why does he wear clothes?
  • Mom: He has a really nice voice.
  • Mom: I really enjoyed that episode; I can't wait for the next one.
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let’s just talk for a moment here. 

I’m gonna say itLena Luthor loves Kara Danvers. loves her. and there are soooo many reasons why. 

first, let’s just list the reasons off the bat, then I’ll explain my reasonings. 

  • donuts
  • lip bites/glances/looks
  • the thirst factor
  • food dates
  • meeting Alex
  • gala
  • flowers
  • her heroics
  • “I’ve never stood behind a man” 
  • “I’m here for you, if you still want that”
  • “I miss you”
  • “I didn’t see your name on the by line”/ “unquit”
  • “I trust you”/Catco
  • heart emoji

ok let’s get started:

first, the doughnuts.

 lena is known for eating healthy. she drinks kombucha. she gets kara to probably eat vegetables. y’know the regular. probably is on a no carb diet. we never see her eating anything bad, because she’s probably been preened all her life to be picture perfect and eat only what’s good for you. but here comes her bff, her gal pal kara danvers, traipsing in with a bag of doughnuts. this happened a couple times, actually. lena indulged in a doughnut for kara. 

the lip bites, holy fuck. I’m going to tie this in with the glances too. because holy mother of god. 

lena is always checking kara out, biting her lip (most likely surprising moans bc hot damn she’s in love with this woman) and the looks. the looks of. pure. unadulterated. love. 

I mean you cannot tell me the look on lena’s face is anything but love? come on. even a blind man could tell. 

next, lena’s thirst factor. 

girl, she is always, always, (almost) always seen with a drink when around kara! 

exhibit A: their first meeting, lena has to pause and get herself a damn glass of water

exhibit B: granted, yes they’re at a restaurant, but lena’s got an almost empty glass, bc hot damnvers kara is something. (lets take in account that kara’s glass is empty)

exhibit C: in the most recent episode 3.01, lena is yet again, shown pouring herself some water bc girl is thirsty af 

exhibit D: oh looky here, Lena’s getting a drink. I am pretty sure Kara just makes her speechless and she needs water to talk

exhibit E: y’all see where I’m going with this, right?

their brunch/lunch/dinner/kombucha dates

lena always seems to have a food date with kara. always. I mean it’s one thing to have one on occasion but they’re known to have these? and I know damn well that kara isn’t always the one to initiate them. lena is probably the one to invite her because she’s rich and offers to feed kara’s immense appetite. 

what about the first time lena was introduced to Alex properly?

this. this is the face of jealousy. she shows up unannounced at kara’s apartment (where’d she even get kara’s address?) and sees this beautiful woman in kara’s apartment and she’s jealous af, and Alex doesn’t let on anything. doesn’t, for a split second, let on that she’s kara’s sister, because I’m pretty sure she knew what Lena’s thoughts were. she knew for a flash of a second, lena was actually jealous, but ew gross, kara is her sister, and that’s when kara finally speaks up, and Lena’s face softens, and she remembers what she actually came over for… 

the gala

she invites, not only kara and supergirl to the gala, but kara’s man friend, mike of the interns, because she doesn’t care. if kara’s friends with this person, she figures she can trust this person too, who tf cares if you met them five seconds ago and could’ve easily told him “It’s an elite party, and I’m inviting kara as my plus one, sorry” but no, she extends an invitation to mike of the interns…

the flowers: plumerias

these are plumerias, for anyone who hasn’t seen them before. they come in all different colors, ranging from blues, pinks, purples, melon, peach, yellow and white. they are an exotic flower, and a bit hard to come by. they have to be imported, usually from Hawaii. they have a few different meanings, but in Chinese, they symbolize love. they mean “I love you” and “you are special” 

and kara’s office, just so happens to be overflown with flowers, most likely plumerias because she mentioned they remind her of her mother, and lena would totally import those flowers and fill her office as a thank you to saving her just because she loves kara. and you know damn well she knows what those flowers mean. she’s smart, we’ll touch on this fact later.

lena being a hero

she is.. its a fact. whether it’s supergirl or kara danvers’s hero, national city’s hero, or anyone’s hero, lena is a hero. 

lena chooses kara and being the hero and will always choose kara and being the hero. when it came to saving jack or saving supergirl, she chose kara over her ex-lover. and we can probably assume that because a) lena is young and b) lena is a luthor, jack was probably her only real relationship. she did love him, you could tell with the emotion from the kiss and even the relaxed-ness of her date with him, they were friends. and she did miss is company, though she wouldn’t date him again. yet then it comes to kara, as supergirl, and she has to choose whether to save jack or end his life to save national city’s hero. she chooses to let jack go, therefore ultimately killing him so she can save kara. she also saves kara’s man child boyfriend from the evil daxamite guard. by shooting him with an alien gun. and she and Winn made whatever that thing was under the table at the gala and it stopped those evildoers from attacking supergirl, and the kicker, my favorite, saving the whole population of national city, not once, but fucking twice.

in s2e8 lena, after finding out her mother is the ringleader of CADMUS, and kara ultimately yells at her and accuses her of knowing what her mother did, etc, still saves national city. she undermines her mother, weasels her way onto her mother’s good side, double-crosses her and makes the medusa virus inert, therefore saving national city’s population of aliens when the only friend she had hated her for the moment. she could’ve easily just given in and killed all the aliens, but she didn’t. she chose to save them because she loves kara and her pro-alien bleeding heart views, even when they sometimes disagree and fight. 

and then again in s2e22, lena, and with the help of Lillian, build a device to rid the planet of the daxamites invading earth. a device that sends out lead into the atmosphere. and she knows what it’ll do. she knows that it’s going to send Mon-el away, and you know she was lowkey happy about that, but she knows it’ll put kara through hell, yet she let’s kara make the ultimate decision to choose whether to go on with it, and kara does. supergirl tells them to use the device. and lena yet again, saves everyone, all because she loves kara and kara is her hero.

and let’s not forget the best time lena was a hero and shot Corbin, therefore saving none other than Special Agent Alex Danvers with the DEO… hot damn, she’s my hero.

lena’s never stood behind a man

*eh hem* I’ll just leave these here. two examples of lena never standing behind a man, because she’s independent and fierce, but Kara is always protecting her and she lets kara/supergirl. we know damn well lena can hold her own, she is a Luthor after all, but she lets kara take the forefront and she stands behind her with grace and poise and love and admiration. 

“I’m here for you, if you still want that”

Lena knows the hell kara is going through. she knows that kara lost her man child thing of a boyfriend she liked for five days. and kara is going through hell. and yet, she’s still cautious. I think this is one of the most significant things ever and we’re going to dissect for a second here. in the second image: kara tells lena “I’m right here” letting lena know she can talk to her and she wants her to, she’s almost willing her to. 

yet in the top image, lena adds the “if you still want that”. she is letting kara know a few things here. a) that she feels guilty over the lead being released in the atmosphere b) she doesn’t want to use kara, because she’s not a talker herself. her walls are always built up so sturdy until kara breaks them down with her super strength and c) she doesn’t want to lose kara. she’s letting her know she’s there if kara wants her because its kara’s choice. she’s not going to force kara into being her friend just because kara is the only friend she has in national city and she will be ready to help kara any way she needs when the time comes. 

“I miss you” 

this also follows with the “if you still want that” because she’s telling kara that she’s being ignored, but she’s not pushing. she knows that kara is distancing herself. but she still lets kara know in a subtle way that she’s still here, she still loves her and that she truly misses her best friend. she just misses her. she misses Kara Danvers, the girl she’s falling in love with more and more as each day passes.

“I didn’t see your name on the by line”/”unquit”

now, first off, kara does anything lena suggests. Lena suggests, she become a reporter and guess who becomes one? Kara. lena tells her in such an unprofessional manner to “unquit” her job. and according to my laptop, unquit isn’t even a word, yet it came out of poised, perfect, prestined Lena Luthor’s mouth. “unquit” 

so kara unquits, and lena sends a heart emoji

a red heart emoji. man, do I have some words about this. Lena, you little lesbian in love with your bestie, damn. lena could’ve easily replied back with a “okay” or “sounds great” or even a “see you tomorrow!” or if we’re going the emoji route: a smiley face, a thumbs up, or fuck idk, a yellow heart? because lena is very, very, very smart. and we all know she knows the meanings that colors represent. like how yellow means happiness, friendship, sunshine, and energy, yet miss luthor sent kara a red heart. red meaning love, passion, heat. you can’t tell me she doesn’t know what they meant. she could’ve replied with so many different ways, yet she chooses a red heart.

and lets not forget the last points: lena buys fricken catco–– “I trust you”

lena “I bought your job for you and I have no fucking idea how to run catco” luthor bought a multimillion dollar corporation so a sexist bottle of cheap cologne couldn’t and she has literally no idea how to run the company, yet she’s enlisting and trusting her best friend and the woman she likes to run it with her. she bought kara a company. because kara asked and she 

lena just dropped everything, and potentially could ruin her career for this woman, and she did it all out of love. 

she even admits to not even knowing how to run the place! yet, just because kara asked, she did it. kara says “jump” and lena asks “how high”. the girl will do anything for the woman she loves. 


anyway, so those are my thoughts and reasonings as to why I believe lena is in love with kara. you can agree or disagree, leave your opinions if you like, but if you’re anti-supercorp please do not leave your opinion. 


*please note: gifs and pictures are NOT mine and I will not take credit for them, I simply borrowed them from the internet. also I stg if the gifs don’t load I will cry, I don’t know if they actually will, let’s hope.

edit: none of the gifs loaded I hate everything… oh fucking well, you get my point and y’all probably know what each gif is a scene of anyway… fml

There was another short preview (with Satoshi narrating the scene with Solgaleo&Lunaala that we had already seen in the first preview: in fact, they’re part of his dream, we heard him making the Promise to them) and

Lusa, no

Help A Buddy Out

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— You and Bucky are roommates and you ask for him to teach you to be better at sex so you can please another guy —

 

“Y/N!” You heard your roommate shout from across the apartment. “Have you seen my shirt?!”

“Why of course, I know exactly what you do with all your shirts. What type, what color, what brand are you looking for? Wait, let me just look into my Bucky Barnes archives…” You shouted back with way too much sass.

A shirtless Bucky poked his head around the door of your bedroom. “Hardy har har.” He returned before coming fully into the room. “You’re overly sassy for no apparent reason. What’s going on?” He strutted over to the bed and took the book from your hands as he sat down. “Chaucer?” he questioned. “You only subject yourself to Chaucer when you’re in a bad mood.”

“Yea, well I had a change of heart.” You retort as you try to snag your book back. He pulled it further from your reach. “Buck, give me my book back.”

“No, not until you tell me why you’re in full sass mode today.”

“Well, then I’ll never get it back.” You sighed as you crossed your arms in front of your chest and leaned back against the headboard.

“C’mon Y/N. I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything.” He spoke as he smiled one of his killer ‘your panties just melted’ smiles. Except, you knew when he smiled like that to you, it was merely platonic. Which sucked.

“Ok fine” you huffed out. “The truth is…” you began as you sat up. “Steve is my best friend.”

Bucky let out a frustrated groan and threw your book back in your general direction. “As if. You know you like me better.” He stood in front of you and stared down; His eyes traveling up and down your body. “If you don’t tell me then I’ll just tickle you until you do.”

You made a face at that. “Don’t do that.”

Bucky started to walk towards the side of the bed where you sat. “You’ve left me with no choice, Doll.” He got closer and grabbed your arm as you tried to scramble away.

“OK, OK!! Don’t do it. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!” Bucky released you from his grip.

“There. Was that so hard? Now spill, Doll. Whats going on?”

You sat up once again and brushed your fingers through your hair. “Fine, but stand over there.” Bucky’s eyes travelled to where you pointed.

“You want me to stand in the corner?” His ‘you-cant-be-serious’ look took over his face. “You cant be serious.”

You sighed as you began to explain. “I need you to be as far away from me as possible when I tell you this. Its embarrassing.”

Bucky crossed his arms and began to retreat to the corner. “Fine. Makes total sense, Weirdo.”

You ignored his comment and pulled your knees up under your chin. “Ok. There is no easy way to say this so im just gonna do it.” You sucked in a deep breath. “I don’t know how to have sex. Not well anyway. I have this date with this guy on Friday and its going to be the third date. Everyone knows the third date rule! I don’t want to suck.” You finished with a deep breath, recovering your oxygen levels from your intense rambling.

“You’re still going out with that guy?” Bucky demanded as he began to near you again.

You pointed your finger back at him. “Stay! And yes I am.”

“Why the fuck–?” he started but caught himself before he revealed too much. “Y/N, look, sex is sex. Its, uh, its not that big of a deal. Im sure youll be great.” He said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“It’s a huge deal, Buck! HUGE! Its sex!”

“You’ve had, uh, sex before right?”

“Twice.”

“Twice.” He repeated.

“Yes, twice. I’m going to suck. I know it.”

“Youre not going to suck. It’s not possible”

“How would you know, Buck? Its not like we’ve had sex.” Bucky couldn’t argue with that, they hadn’t, despite how much he wanted to. “Which is why I’m asking you to help me.” You said, snapping Bucky out of his thoughts. “I want you to make me better at sex.”

Buckys head shot up from the direction of his feet, eyes wide. “WHAT?!”

“Please Buck, you said it yourself: sex is sex. Whats the harm if you teach me the ins and outs of it. No pun intended.” You smirked to yourself.

“You’re my best friend!” he spoke in an attempt to find an excuse.

“Friends have sex all the time. You’d just be helping a friend out.”

Bucky thought of another excuse. “What makes you think I can teach you anything?”

You chuckled “I think the plethora of random girls that scream their heads off in pleasure and beg for more is enough for me to know how good you are.”

Bucky blushed. “You hear that?”

“They’re like banshees, Bucky.”

“Are not.” He huffed

“Are too” You returned. Bucky crossed and uncrossed his arms before shifting his weight to his left foot. “Bucky, please. We are always there for each other when the other needs something.”

Bucky let out a sharp laugh. “Yea, but usually its when you want me to pick up your prescriptions from the pharmacy or fix the plumbing.”

“Buck, I need you. I know this is slightly different, but whats the harm?”

“I don’t know.” Bucky pulled his phone from his back pocket to check the time. “I have to go meet Steve. Just let me think about it.” He pocketed his phone again and turned to leave the room.

“Don’t forget a shirt!” You called after him.

Bucky opened the door to the café and scanned the room for his friend. When he saw the over compensating build and light hair he started towards one of the window tables. “Steve.”

Steve looked up from his view of the city and smiled as he saw his oldest friend. “Bucky, its good to see you.”

Bucky took a seat opposite of Steve ordered a coffee when the waitress came around. “Hows things?”

“Great.” Steve began. “Sharon is great. We got a cat.”

Bucky chuckled. “A cat? Since when are you a cat person?”

“Since Sharon is a cat person.” He smirked. “But, whats going on with you? Hows Y/N?”

“Funny that you bring her up.” Bucky said before he smiled and thanked the waitress for his coffee.

“Oh yea?” Steve smiled. “Finally tell her how you feel, did you?

“Yea right. Cause that would go over soooo well.”

“Oh c’mon man, you’ve liked her since she moved in.”

“Doesn’t matter, she doesn’t feel the same. She, uh, asked me this morning to help her become a pro at sex.”

Steve choked on his coffee and reached for a napkin to clean the drops from his chin. “What!?”

“Yea.” Bucky signed and sipped his drink

“What exactly does that entail?”

“She wants us to have sex.” Bucky replied nonchalantly. “She wants us to have sex until shes good at it, apparently.

“Wow. Why?”

“Shes got this date on Friday. Says it’s the third date so they HAVE to have sex for some stupid reason.” He huffed.

“Well,” Steve started “Think of the Bright side: Youll get to have sex with the girl you love.”

“Smooth attempt at making me feel better, pal, but there is no bright side. She wants me for the wrong reason. Its not like she loves me back.”

“All the more reason to tell her. Maybe she just hasn’t thought of you in that way yet and telling her may open her eyes.”

“I don’t know, man. Shes pretty determined. I think if she liked me she’d know.”

“Just think about it, Buck”

“Its all I think about. Which makes me think I cant go through with this.”

“Oh, you definitely cannot go through with this.”

Bucky reentered his apartment after a long and thoughtful conversation with Steve. He had a very valid point: there was no way Bucky could go through with this, but the more he thought about it, the more he didn’t want to disappoint Y/N.  She felt insecure and that was the last thing Bucky wanted. So he could do this just once, right?

“Bucky?” Y/N called, stepping out of her bedroom. “Are you alright? You seem a little dazed.” She continued once she saw his facial expression.

“Yea well what do you expect?” Bucky mumbled to himself as Y/N entered the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.

“Did you say something?”

“What? No.” He hurriedly spit out. Y/N returned her attention to the coffee maker. “So, I was thinking…” she met his eyes as he continued. “We could try what you proposed. Just once. I’ll tell you what you want to know from that one time, but no more. Deal?”

Y/N squealed in appreciation. “Oh Bucky, you have no idea what this means to me. Thank you so much.”

She jumped into his arms and wrapped her own around his neck. “Yea. I mean what are friends for right?”

“Right!” she smiled. She was so beautiful that he almost kissed her right then and there, but he quickly stepped away.

“So, uh, how do you want to go about this?” Bucky questioned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I say we just jump into it. I mean, this is practically for science. No need to beat around the bush.”

Bucky felt his heart crumble just a bit. Hearing her say those words was the last thing he wanted. If anything, he wanted this to mean something to her in the slightest. But clearly it didn’t. “Alright.” He spoke clearly frustrated. He reached for the hem of his shirt and aimed to pull it over his head, but was stopped by Y/Ns soft hand on top of his.

“Let me.” She lifted his shirt off for him and Bucky thought he had never been more turned on. Y/N pulled hers off and slipped out of her sleep shorts then turned and strutted off into her bedroom.

“Jesus.” Bucky mumbled as he followed after her.

When he stepped through the door, she was standing there waiting for him in just her underwear. He eased himself closer to her and she reached for the belt around his hips. ‘This is so bad’ he thought as he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to him. She looked into his eyes and down to his lips. Slowly, she reached up and pressed her lips to his in the softest of motions. Bucky fell completely into it and Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, but Bucky pulled away. He couldn’t do this. It just wasn’t right.

“Bucky?” she whispered as she placed her hands on either sides of his face. “Whats the matter?”

Bucky gripped her hands in his own and removed them from his face. “I cant do this.” He spoke so quietly; it was practically to himself.

“What?” Her face twisted in concern.

“I cant do this.” Bucky said a little louder so she could hear him, but this time it was laced with a bit of frustration.

“Why?”

Bucky took a few steps away from her. “I just cant.” He grabbed for his shirt, but Y/N stepped up into his space and grabbed it from him before he could put it on. “Y/N, give me my shirt back.”

“No, Buck. Not until you tell me whats going on.”

“Fine, keep it.” He huffed as he headed for the door.

“Bucky!” Y/N yelled after him. “Bucky, wait!”

Y/N chased him out the door and into their tiny living room. She grabbed his arm to keep him from getting further away from her. “Y/N, Stop!” Bucky yelled as he tried to break free from her grasp. She was deceptively strong.

“Bucky, please just tell me whats going on.” He could hear the sadness in her voice. It almost broke his heart. “Please.” She whispered. Bucky turned to face her with a cold expression on his face. He figured it was better than showing her his true emotions in this moment. ‘Did I do something wrong?” He met her eyes in shock. That was the last possible problem. “Do you not want me?” Slowly, tears began to fall down her cheeks.

Bucky sighed. “That is not possible.” He whispered

“Which?” she questioned

“Neither. You didn’t do anything wrong and its definitely not because I don’t want you, OK?” He reached up and brushed the tears from her cheeks.

“Then what is it?”

“Nothing, Y/N”

“Youre lying.” She was starting to get angry.

“No, Im n-“ he started, but was interrupted.

“Yes, you are!” Y/N was a full on mix of pissed and distressed. “Tell me!” she yelled.

“Y/N” Bucky sighed

“TELL ME!” She screamed again.

“I LOVE YOU!” Bucky yelled in her face before he’d even realized what he was doing. He breathed heavily, eyes looking directly at her before he stepped back and looked to his feet. “I love you.” He spoke again, much quieter.

“Bucky..”

“No, just don’t.” Bucky rushed past her back to her room and put his shirt back on. When he got back to the living room, Y/N was still standing there in shock. “I have to go.” He grabbed his keys of the hook and slammed the door, knocking Y/N out of her shock.

Sharon opened the door to her and her boyfriends apartment to find Bucky standing in the doorway, his head hung low, soaked to the bone. It must’ve been pouring outside. “Bucky, come in.” When he didn’t make a move to enter the apartment, she grabbed him by his arm and slowly pulled him inside. “Steve!?” she yelled “Can you come here?”

Steve walked out from their bedroom. “Yea, babe- Bucky?”

“He just showed up. Im going to go get some towels and an extra shirt.” She said ask she walked Bucky over to the couch and helped him sit down before walking to the bathroom. Steve inched closer to his friend and sat down across from him.

“Buck?” he spoke, but got no response. “Bucky?” he tried again. “What happened?”

Bucky looked up from his hands, but refused to meet Steve’s eyes. “I told her.”

“Well, that’s good isn’t it?” Steve questioned.

“No, Steve, its not. We were about to have sex?”

“You were going to do it!?”

“Just once. She was doubting herself and you know how I get when she does that. I was only going to do it once and help her. I thought I could suppress my feelings for one time.”

“Bucky…”

“I kissed her once and I couldn’t do it. Before I knew it, I was yelling that I love her and now im here.”

Steve placed a hand on his friends shoulder as his girlfriend returned with the shirt and towels. She placed them next to Bucky to use as he needed.

“What did she say?” Steve asked.

“Nothing.” Bucky sighed. “She just stood there. So I left. Well, actually I started to leave the second after I told her.”

“You didn’t give her a chance to say anything?”

“I couldn’t, Steve. I just had to get out of there.”

“Oh, Buck.” Steve started “Just stay here tonight, ok?” he sighed. “But tomorrow you have to talk to her.”

Buckys eyes widened. “No, Steve. I cant.”

“You can. And you will. She is the only girl you’ve ever given a fuck about, never mind the fact that she and Sharon get along great. You’ve made yourself a nice little mess and you’re going to fix it so we can all still be friends. Im too used to our little foursome now to have it fall apart at the seams.”

“Arent you the one who told me to tell her how I felt?”

Steve stood from his chair. “Yea. I was thinking more of a sweet scenario where you buy her flowers and don’t bolt after you tell her.”

Bucky grumbled and wrapped a bright, pink towel around his shoulders. “Well you didn’t specify.”

“I figured it was implied, Buck” Steve began to turn towards is bedroom. “Couch is all yours for tonight. Enjoy, stretch out, think of ways to get your girl. But im gonna turn in. My lady is waiting.”

Bucky made a face. “Steve, I swear if you guys have sex 20 feet away from me…”

“Chill Buck, Sharon and I are hardcore cuddlers.”

“That’s almost worse.”

“Oh please, Buck if you had Y/N you’d cuddle nonstop.”

“Don’t remind me that I don’t have her.” Bucky returned as he stretched out onto the couch.

“Goodnight Bucky.” Steve sighed and retreated to his bedroom where is girlfriend waited for him. Lucky bastard Bucky thought.

Bucky jolted awake at the sound of 3 sharp knocks. He could have sworn he imagined it and was getting ready to settle back into sleep when he heard it again. He grabbed his phone from his pant pocket which had long been discarded onto the floor halfway through the night. It was 3:30 am. What the hell. Bucky groaned as he sat up and walked his shirtless, underwear clad body into Steve and Sharon’s room. Sharon was nestled up against Steves side and their cat sat on his chest, rising and falling in rhythm with Steves breathing. Bucky shuffled forward to Steves side and nudged his shoulder until he woke up.

Steves eyes slowly opened and looked into those of his best friend. “Bucky, what the hell?”

“Little early for cursing don’t you think, Cap?”

Steve sighed and laid his head back on his pillow. “What do you want, Buck?” He whispered in an effort not to stir his girlfriend.

“Theres a knock on your door” Bucky spoke nonchalantly as he pointed in its general direction.

“What?”

“Theres a knock-“ Bucky started but what interrupted by the knock itself. “See?”

Steve sat up slightly, causing the cat to jump of his chest and Sharon to slowly shift in her sleep. “And you woke me because…?”

“I don’t know. Its 3:30 am. Its dark. Im vulnerable. It could be a psycho killer and im not in the mood.”

Steve pushed the sheets of his legs and sat up. “Are you kidding me, Buck? Youre the fucking winter soldier.”

Steve began to walk towards the door as the knocking continued with Bucky hot on his heels. “Yea, well you’re Captain America. We are equally as capable of opening the door, but this is your apartment so I figured id let you. Just in case it is a psycho killer, youd be able to say you defended your own domicile.”

“Gee thanks.” Steve huffed as he reached for the doorknob. The door opened to reveal a slightly disheveled Y/N in none other than her pajamas. Bucky and Steve stared at her for a moment before Steve turned to Bucky. “Well, it’s for you. Totally get why you were scared though. She looks like a murderous demon.” Steve sighed sarcastically. “Im going back to bed. Lovely to see you though Y/N. Sharon misses you like crazy. I mean it’s been like what, 3 weeks since we’ve seen you. Crazy how time flies, we should really-“ Steve continued before behind interrupted by Bucky.

“Steve go to bed.” Bucky spoke without taking his eyes off Y/N.

“Oh geez, fine. Goodnight Y/N”

“Goodnight Steve. “Y/N returned with a feeble smile.

Once Steve was definitely in his room, Bucky turned back to face Y/N. “What are you doing here?”

“Bucky, we need to talk.”

“Look, Y/N if this is about earlier then theres no need. I-“

“I love you, Bucky.” Y/N interrupted.

It was Buckys turn to stand there in shock.

“Bucky?”

Bucky snapped back to his senses and was less than pleased. “Is this some kind of sick joke to you? That’s really low Y/N. I spill my guts and you have the audacity to make fun of me for it.” Bucky turned back into the apartment but Y/n followed him in, shutting the door behind her.

“Bucky, im not lying.”

“You are too. You are supposed to go out on a date this weekend. You don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t date that idiot.”

“Bucky you said you love me and you had sex 3 days ago. Not with me, I might add.” Y/N replied laced with a little frustration.

“So? I had to get my frustrations out somehow. I’m not the one who suggested we have casual buddy sex.”

“Bucky, I was just really confused ok? I really thought that if we had sex once that I’d get over you. I don’t even have a date this weekend. I broke up with Mike after he slapped our waitress’ ass as she walked by on our last date.”

“Prick” Bucky mumbled. “So you tricked me into sex?”

“Tricked is such a harsh word.”

“But an accurate one” Bucky finished.

“We didn’t even have sex Bucky. I didn’t even think id be able to go through with it. I just wanted to propose the idea to see how youd react. To see if you wanted me too. I almost died when you pulled away from me.”

Bucky looked up into her eyes. “Yea, well you got what you wanted didn’t you?”

Y/N detected a hint of anger in his words. “Are you actually mad at me? Bucky, we love each other. Or at least we did a couple hours ago.”Bucky refused to speak. It lasted so long that Y/N turned to leave. “Fine, Bucky. Ill just go” Y/N was stopped by a firm grip on her wrist. She looked up and Bucky pulled her to him, kissing her like his life depended on it. Y/N kissed back with as much ferocity as she could. It was passionate and sexy and melting. Y/N had wanted this for so long and it was amazing. They pulled apart only to breathe and Bucky brushed his fingers through her hair.

“We love each other?” He spoke as he rested his forehead on hers.

“Yea, we do”

“I cant believe it.” Bucky chuckled. “I’ve been in love with you since you moved in.”

“Two years, Four months, and eighteen days.” Y/N whispered.

“What?” Buckys head snapped up in shock.

“That’s how long we’ve lived together.”

“Wow.” Bucky stepped back from her embrace and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

“I know because that’s how long ive loved you too.”

“WHAT?!”

“What?”

“You’ve loved me that long too? You had a boyfriend when you moved in.”

“I know, which is weird now that I think about it because he let me move in with another man. He said he wasn’t worried, but he should have been.”

“I’m the reason you dumped that guy a month after you moved in?” Bucky questioned. Y/N only nodded in response. “I cant believe it.” Bucky sighed. “I hated that guy!”

Y/N giggled and moved to cup his face with both hands. “That’s what he told me.”

“Oh, yea right. How would he know?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t see it either, but he insisted that you liked me and wanted to kill him with your metal arm.”

Bucky chuckled and crossed is arms over his chest. “Well, the guy wasn’t as big of an idiot as I thought.”

“You’re ridiculous.” Y/N laughed.

Bucky grabbed Y/Ns hand and walked her over to the couch. He laid down and pulled her on top of him.

“Bucky what are you doing?”

“I’m getting ready to sleep with the girl I love.” He replied as he readjusted his pillow.

“Um, shouldn’t we go home? You know, since you aren’t mad at me anymore?”

“Oh please, doll. I was never mad at you. More just mad at myself. Also, Sharon and Steve miss you didn’t you hear? And all I want to do is take you home and stay in bed with you for days, but I figure I owe them a favor for letting me stay and whine. So, tomorrow we can all go out and they’ll stop complaining about never seeing you, THEN we will stay in bed for days.”

“Ah, great plan, Barnes.”

“Yea, I thought so.” He smiled his cheeky grin. “But for now we will sleep together and actually sleep.”

Hinami’s feeling

I will seriously blabber about this really long, I mean it!

The sourest moment in a fight is when you recognize it as a losing battle, and at this particular moment both Hinami and Touka knew that too.

At moments like this, people tend to make a decision that’ll make them rest in peace, make themselves left with nothing but satisfaction about “I did the right thing”.

Even if they did more than enough their entire life, the last moments always mean something else, because it is what last happened with this person.

And so, Hinami chooses what she found “the nicest honest” thing to wish for someone you love truly, her mother’s will or what she was going to tell her at least.

She traded her life for Touka’s and her baby.

Honestly for me, this was one of the most heartbreaking lines that Hinami said in the whole series.

Hinami herself is pretty young, not a child, but neither an adult. And to hear such words coming from a young girl prepared to die is awfully terrible.

You can clearly see Touka’s frustration towards how the situation has turned against them, how everything stands between her and the choice of her child safety.

Didn’t this panel ring a bell for you?

Utterly true Amon!

This harsh world made young people sacrifice themselves.

It made Hinami grow faster and act older than her age.

It made Touka chooses her child over and over again swallowing the pain at a choice she can’t help but chooses it each time it faces her.

It made sweet sweet Hinami, who was protected by Touka all the time, who was her young sister act like an older one.

Then comes how she sees Touka, whenever she saw her, all what she pictured was perfection.

Even though Touka has her own flaws, Hinami was blind to it.

Literally what Hinami says here was the saddest thing she said.

She thought that she always shared him his weaknesses, she didn’t see her good traits and always thought of herself as someone week, she didn’t believe that she became strong enough to stay with him. (come on Hinami, I will beat up whoever says you are week T_T)

Hinami had a major crush on Kaneki that’s for sure, relax not romantic affection. XD. But she saw him as something pure and brilliant, wanted his acceptance, she wanted to impress him, a pure crush if I can say. And if you notice, Hinami always remembers Kaneki when he was at Antique because this was his perfect licture she wanted to keep in her memory, even though she spent most of her time with him after the Aogiri arc.

This was one tough of a chapter for my poor kokoro ;_;

Don’t Go[Bill Denbrough]

A/N: I love my small children

|Don’t go,puh-puh-please…|

Originally posted by scerek

Y/N had spent most of her childhood years in Derry. Despite all the murders,the bullies,the depression that always ran through her because of it,she loved her birthplace. The bond between Derry and Y/N was strong,the girl loved the small town unconditionally,almost blindly. Derry was her weakness. Her priority. Her number one.

Adoring Derry also meant loving the people living in it. Specifically, a bunch of kids,a bunch of losers who Y/N swore she would never forget;Stan,Eddie,Ben,Bev,Richie,Mike and Bill…

Bill. Bill Denbrough. Her best friend. Her crush. The love of her life,maybe. Bill was just too perfect. With his beautiful eyes,his adorable stuttering…To her,he was the perfect boy. He was always kind and sweet to her… But then she would remind herself that she was just a young girl. Having feelings towards a boy was stupid. That’s what her mother said.

Knowing that she had to leave everybody behind hurt too much. She got so attached to her friends,that when the time came and she had to announce the breaking news,she just couldn’t help but sob and cry uncontrollably. Eddie had put his aspirator in her mouth,hoping it would help her calm down,but it was no use.

“Please don’t cry…” Beverly had told her as she hugged her tightly.

“You don’t understand…” Y/N said,wiping away a few tears using the sleeves of her long jacket. “I’m gonna live with my mom’s sister. That bloody woman is gonna make my life a living hell…”

Nobody said anything except for Beverly who just whispered a weak “i know”. And it was true. Because she knew how home could easily turn into inferno. But she didn’t wanna tell.

“I’m gonna miss you guys. You have no idea how much…” She said and sniffed.

“We’re gonna muh-muh-miss you t-too Y/N. ” Said Bill and the girl felt her heart breaking into millions of pieces. The hardest part of the whole thing was leaving Bill. He was the first person she met from the losers’ club and knowing that she would probably never see him again was killing her. Knowing that she would see none of her friends again was killing her.

The honk of her mother’s car brought her back to reality. She was about to go,right. She was just saying her last goodbyes to her friends. She turned back and raised her left hand,motioning that she needed five more minutes. Her mom waved back at her and gave her a thumbs up.

“So…That’s it,i guess…” Y/N shrugged and put her hands on her hips.

Hesitantly,Stan was the first who hugged her after Bev. Y/N gave him a sad smile as she wrapped her arms around him,a few more tears escaping her eyes.

“You can be such a diva sometimes but i’m gonna miss you like hell, Stanley…”

Then it was Richie,who tried to imitate Y/N’s voice but failed,causing everyone to burst out laughing.

“Don’t miss me too much trashmouth…”

Then, she warmly embraced Ben,“you’re gonna be a freakin’ model one day.” and Mike, saying “When i come back,you better be the town’s sheriff or else i’m gonna beat you up…”

She knew it was the last time looking at their faces. Nobody told her that,of course. If anything,her mother had promised her that she would return,eventually.

“When things get safe in Derry,i’m coming to get you.”

But Y/N was a pessimist. All she could see was a life full of misery in a house without windows,accompanied by someone who wouldn’t give a damn if she died. She knew herself more than anyone. And to her,it was just a fact that her life outside Derry wouldn’t last for long. Believe it or not,she had accepted it.

She also knew she wouldn’t be there to watch her friends defeat the beast. Yes,she was sure they would win the war. IT wasn’t gonna get away with all those murders this time. And even though the losers’ club wouldn’t be the same without her,that’s what Bill said,she highly doubted that the bond between them would break.

She got so lost in her thoughts,that she didn’t feel two arms being wrapped around her small form. It wasn’t until the person who owned them spoke into her ear,that she came back to her senses.

Don’t go,puh-puh-please…” His voice was low and sounded desperate.

Y/N felt her chest tighten. She wanted to let it all out,the sobs,the screams,the thoughts that haunted her mind. But she couldn’t. She decided to try and stay as composed as possible. She didn’t want her friends to realize she was crying for them. She had always been the strong one,yet this past few minutes showed otherwise. But that’s how she wanted them to remember her,unbreakable till the end.

But when her body touched Bill’s,when he burried his warm face in her neck,she couldn’t help but cry. She tried to hold it in but failed miserably.

“You’re gonna be everything you want to be one day,i promise.” She said,her voice cracking.

“Y/N,we’re gonna be late!” Her mother’s voice slightly startled her and she immediately pulled away. So did Bill. The sadness on his face couldn’t be hid.

Y/N gave everyone a sad smile,as she started taking a few steps backwards.

“Always a loser?” shouted Richie and she nodded.

“Always a loser.” She repeated. Throwing one last glance at them,she turned around and started walking away. She put her right hand in her pocket,kicking some pebbles with her foot

“Billy,are you coming?” She heard Eddie ask.

“No,i’ll catch up with you guys
l-l-ater.” He replied.

Y/N blinked.

She stopped dead in her tracks,feeling like she couldn’t breathe.

Was he…Was Bill…

A hand softly took her wrist and slowly spun her around,almost as if the person was afraid to see her crying face.

Y/N frowned,her heart sinking. Why couldn’t he just let go? Why was he making things harder than they already were?

“I f-forgot to g-g-give you something.” He whispered,never letting go of her trembling hand.

“I don’t want you to give me anything,Billy. I won’t forget you.” She said,avoiding his gaze.

“N-n-no,i’ve b-b-been truh-trying to g-give you this s-since the day we m-m-met…”

Y/N looked up at him,confused.

“Your stuttering is getting worse,are you-”

She didn’t manage to finish her question because his soft lips were on hers. It was quick and rather she short but to Y/N,it meant the world. Not even in her dreams,had Bill Denbrough kissed her.

Even though the kiss was salty,due to her tears,her heart was beating so fast and her cheeks had flushed. Bill had her wrapped around his little fucking finger.

“Best friends don’t do that…” She mumbled when the boy pulled away.

“I guess they don’t.” he said,smiling.

“Jaysus Christ,Y/N! Come here,now!” Her mother seemed furious. She didn’t really care about what her daughter said or did. All she wanted was the schedule to be followed.

“That’s my call,i guess…” Y/N giggled and moved her hand away from Bill’s.

“Forever i-i-in m-my huh-heart,Y/N.” Bill said,his cheeks slightly pink.

“Forever in my heart,Bill.”

They both smiled at each other and saying goodbye,they took their seperate ways; Bill towards the road the others losers had followed. Y/N towards her mother’s car.

She didn’t know what life had in store for her. At that moment,maybe it didn’t even matter.

Y/N had gotten the best present a girl could ever ask for.

And for that,she was happy.

~College!au Pen Pal Jungkook~ PART ELEVEN

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Originally posted by jkguks

You went to the cafe every morning, in hopes of spotting Jungkook, to somehow attempt to make everything right. For the first few days, he either wouldn’t hear you, or simply ignore your presence. Not to mention, Y/F/N was always near him.

You couldn’t message him from Sarcastic Princess, because one, Jungkook wold be even angrier how ridiculous this was getting for him. He wasn’t a fan of drama and that was just what was going to happen. Second, Y/F/N knew some shitty things about you, including why you never revealed yourself to Jungkook, and you knew she wouldn’t hesitate to tell Jungkook if you in any way ruined her chances with him. Hell, if you even thought about texting him as Sarcastic Princess, she could somehow convince him you’re were some CIA level hacker. She was that manipulative.

Then, those days when he was alone, he’d give a forced smile as if he didn’t care at all by what you’ve done. 

“Hey, Y/N,” his eyes would gaze over the store as if looking for someone. 

“Look, Jungkook. I know I lied but–”

“Can we not talk about this? It’s over with. I got my pen pal, and that’s all I ever wanted,” He spoke, sternly, the last few words expressing more meaning than said. 

That’s all he ever wanted. Just his pen pal. He never really was your friend, he was hinting. He wanted you to think he didn’t care at all about what had happened, or you for that matter. And that hurt. A lot.

He would leave, making a dumb excuse to meet up with Y/F/N. This went on for two weeks. She never hung out at your dorm anymore. Scoffing just thinking about it, you two never had much in common. She was more outgoing, popular, had a better style while you liked to stay in and watch time go by wearing your comfiest clothes. 

It was only until you told her about your pen pal when she seemed interested in your friendship. You should’ve known from the start. She was using you. Those times you asked if you were being sly enough, she was just being sly herself by learning to be his pen pal.

But out of all of it, you still had his friends. It was one day, you were in the library, a place you only used to go with Jungkook, when Jimin and taehyung rolled next to you on swivel chairs. 

“Hey, Y/N! Jungkook’s not around?” Jimin smiled.

“No. Just in case he hasn’t told you, we’re not friends anymore,” You looked at the computer in front of you, swallowing the knot in your throat.

“Wh–what?” Taehyung gasped, quite dramatically.

“Yeah, I lied to him. And he found out.” Now it was their turn to hate you. 

“Finally let him know you were his pen pal?”

Choking on a breath, you coughed. “What?”

“C’mon, Y/N. The way he spoke how you spontaneously entered his life, accidentally when his pen pal gave him her room number? Not that hard to see through,” Taehyung shook his head, but held in an amused smile. 

“But–”

“He’s an idiot. That’s why he didn’t suspect it. Why didn’t you tell him, anyway? He was in your room.”

You blinked at the boys’ curious faces.

“Uh, Y/N?”

“I think we broke her. She was sad, remember?”

Letting out a sigh, you looked down. “I lied because he was disappointed. You should’ve seen his face when he saw me, wearing my usual comfy clothes, messy hair. It wasn’t what he expected nor wanted.”

“Idiot,” Jimin shook his head to himself, referring to Jungkook. 

“But you two became friends! Surely, now he would understand why you felt that way. Why is he mad?”

“Because I wasn’t the one who told him. Psh–She didn’t even tell him the truth. Just made it a bigger lie.”

“She?” Taehyung asked.

“Y/F/N,” You spoke as if the name was poison on your tongue.

The boys looked at each other and clenched their jaws. “Y/F/N. Oh, we’ve heard of her.”

“You have? All good things I assume because she’s pretending to be Jungkook’s pen pal.

“Hm, from him, she’s okay, I guess. But we don’t like her,” Jimin frowned.

“Nope. At all,” Taehyung confirmed with a nod.

“Why not?”

“All she does is take away our time with him. He’s never around because they’re too busy hanging out. We’re glad she’s not his pen pal. We were really rooting that it was you.”

“That sure sounds like Y/F/N. I wish I would’ve known her motives sooner before I lost him.”

“You didn’t lose him,” Taehyung placed a hand on your shoulder. “Just tell him everything you told us.”

“I can’t do that. He’d still hate me. And when it comes to how much he hates me now and how much he’ll hate me if I tell him, I think I’m fine right now. Plus, why would he believe me after everything? Why would he even care?”

“Y/N…”

“I can’t tell Jungkook. Not gonna do it. Sorry for trying, boys, but I’m fine and I deserved this. Sure, I wish he could have the same outlook you two have but I’m not willing to risk it.” You stood up in your seat to leave when your heart dropped to the floor. You couldn’t move. 

“Tell me what?”


OOOOOkdshjfasdfkdjsf Wow who did two updates for the same series in a day??? Hello, yes, I did… Also, hey remember when this was fluff? Lolololol

Part 12?👀 (aasdfgh i know y’all want it)

Flowers, Camera, Camren!

I want to start with a warning: If you don’t ship Camren, if you think I’m being delusional, please save your time and scroll down, don’t waste my time or your time with an ask.

So, yesterday was a really “vibing day”, at first I wanted to log off of IG a few days because of that story photo. But a few minutes ago something got my attention.

Yesterday Lauren uploaded this photo in her IG story

Something really normal, just a present she says it’s for christmas. But she never says from whom, she tried to make us think that was He Who Must Not Be Named  because of the emoji but Idk if is just me but “amazing human” and he don’t go together. If she can post a photo with him, why don’t say it’s from him?

Well anyway, then we have those 2 photos that I’m not going to have them in my tumblr. People are saying that it’s interesting that they put the same photo and oh, Lauren didn’t say something, just the photo. Not to mention they uploaded them in their stories, 24h and bye-bye, bye-bye  #BuyLonelyNight  When I first saw it I think they tried to make us believe they were celebrating something together (anniversary maybe?) but remember the camera it’s a Christmas present, just that. So maybe it was a way to hide something?

I was so done of this shit, but like every fucking time, Camila saves the day. I saw this a few minutes ago

Yeah, roses. But why are they so important? I think we all know who we think of when we see roses, and the rose emoji (if I’m not wrong, Camila have a lot of time without adressing the rose emoji for her fans). “Everybody give roses” yeah maybe that’s true, but they know this shit make us think a lot. Why Camila didn’t say who gave them to her?

So we have another gift with no name on it.

But there is a PLUS and her name is Alexa Ferrer. Yesterday she uploaded this:

My OT5 heart, I KNOW. Now think, this was yesterday, we have the cute photo with Camren together and oh, look at the song is playing: Better Together. This helps A LOT to what I said before, because, why exactly Better Together at song and EP?  Why not the last album? She was just missing Lauren, right? Just do the math, maybe she was supporting something?

Camren’s birthday was recently, right? 😉

Remember: You are free to think whatever you want, this is just something I really find interesting to point out.

But I want to say something IMPORTANT: PLEASE just read this here and don’t make a THING about it, don’t go to IG or Twitter and say this over there, just read, think and save it for yourself. If we make a big thing we are going to have more PR shit.


Thanks for reading and I will love to read what  @camrenexposed @camrenillusion @truluvproof think about this.

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Author: @knockknocksoosthere as a part of Exordia Academy with @kpopfanfictrash & @bread-jinie

Creative Content Contributor: @everybodykpops FOR THIS MOODBOARD THAT HAS ME CRYING

A/N: HUGE SHOUTOUT TO @baebae-goodnight for all her help and beta-ing soooo many times on this one. ILY.

Rating: M (cursing, mentions of death, explicit sex - first time)

Pairing: Minseok x Reader

Word Count: 11K

Super Power: Essokinesis 

Summary:  Reality has never been kind to Minseok. Always, he’s been overlooked. Always picked last, always bullied by those larger than him. Until one day, he snaps. He imagines himself towering over his tormentors, striking fear into their puny hearts and dangling them from his palm. When he realizes they, too experience this distorted reality – things begin to change. No longer is Minseok nobody. The first time he steps foot on campus, people know who he is. He sees them whisper, sees them shy away and while he finds comfort in their fear – it’s lonely. When he meets you though, he finds you don’t look away. Perhaps there’s a reason.  


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Unforgettable birthday

Word count: 2.021

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Shouting and tears


“Two days. In two days, everything must be perfect and I still don’t know what to do”, you sighed to yourself and snuck further into your blanket, which was hanging loosely around your shivering body. Winter was at its finest this time of the year and your house, being quite a big one, was partly cold, even though the heater was on. The end of January was coming, which meant cold, snow and of course warm clothes.

But above all that, the end of January meant the beginning of February. And the beginning of February signaled Harry’s birthday. You always wanted to make his birthday a memorable day but you always ended up organizing something common and just too plain for your liking. Harry never minded that your ideas were simple; he just loved the fact that you devoted some of your time to think of him and show him you cared.

You , on the other hand, felt not so good about it. You would always beat yourself up about it and be irritated that you couldn’t give to him what he really deserved. Harry had made fun of you the first time you were all pouty and grumpy over such a small thing but he just couldn’t understand. He had managed to make your own birthday a day you would like to live again and again, every single year that day came around. So, why couldn’t you do the same for him?

That was the only thing you wanted to do. To make his day be the reason he would like to press a repeat button and start it all over. Having this in mind, this year, you had set a goal to create the best memories possible. First, you had tried to decorate the roof of your apartment and have some of your closest people come by, but the roof had been reconstructed lately and instantly, this option was out of the picture. Next, you had tried to organize an excursion to a beautiful place, just the two of you for a couple of days, but your empty wallet said otherwise.

All these difficulties were keeping you back from doing what you had envisioned to do and it was driving you mad. Under no circumstances would you sit for a plain dinner night with some lit candles again. You wanted and had to keep your eyes open for new ideas. Even your parents had tried to help and lend you some money to make that excursion a reality, but your pride stopped you and even though you were dying to take the money, they had already done enough.

“Why can’t I think of something spectacular for once?”, you cried over the phone to your friend, who obviously, had nothing better to do than listen to your complaints and whining.

“Maybe you are over-thinking this whole thing. Just let it flow and see where it takes you”, your friend said and you got up. She was right. You were trying too hard to make an idea pop into into your head that all of your energy had vanished.

“I hope sleeping will help”, you said hanging up and going to bed. After a lot of tossing and turning, you decided to call Harry. He was in his own apartment, probably sleeping, but you needed to hear his voice. You weren’t living under the same roof yet but it was in your future plans for sure.

“Love, are yeh okay? Why are yeh callin’ meh this late?”, Harry’s groggy voce said and you felt a tad bad for waking him up.

“I am alright but I missed you and I decided to call you. I won’t keep you up for long I promise”, you defended and you heard his chuckle.

“I have no problem baby but yeh had meh worried there”, he giggled and you smiled yourself.

“Sorry about that. How was your day today?”, you said and you both ended up talking through the phone for the whole night. It was completely natural for you. Talking with Harry was something else. You never got bored and he never got tired of hearing your voice.

The next morning though was indeed boring because it found you on your laptop, trying to contact your boss to inform him that you couldn’t turn up to work tomorrow. He tried to make it clear that he needed you in your post but he eventually gave in and gave you your day-off. Jumping from your chair, you looked yourself in the mirror.

“Tomorrow’s the day and you got nothing. Think!”, you shouted to your reflection like it would be scared and it would hand you the perfect plan in a heartbeat. Of course, this didn’t happen and you got more frustrated. Harry had suggested the night before, you go to his house and stay there for tomorrow and the weekend so you thought this was a great opportunity to walk a bit and let the cool wind clear your head.

Arriving to his house, you entered with your spare key and called his name but no response was given. Going up to his your bedroom, you placed your duffel bag in the closet and your gaze was stuck somewhere out of the window. You didn’t want to surrender and face the bitter truth that Harry’s day would once again be dull. He never told you that, but you knew it; it was boring experiencing the same things over and over again.

You had already bought his present and everything but this was not enough. Not in the slightest bit. Having nothing more to do you cooked a meal for when Harry would come back and you turned on the TV. And just then, he appeared in front of you in all his glory answering questions and sharing his contagious smile which had many girls going crazy. This time though, you didn’t feel like smiling. You felt like crying. Just like that, you turned off the TV and headed upstairs to relax.

You read your favourite book, listened to some music and even placed your clothes on the hangers but Harry was still nowhere to be found. He should be home by now and you knew nothing about a meeting or so. You picked up your phone and you were ready to dial his number when a notification from Twitter flashed through your screen. Anne had twitted something. Opening the application, you felt like fainting. She was wishing Harry Happy Birthday today.

“No no no no this is a joke. Tell me this is a joke”, you said while checking the calendar on your phone. Your eyes bulged out of their sockets when you saw the date. 1st of February. How was this possible? It was still the 31 of January. It had to be. You couldn’t be that mistaken. But then again your calendar couldn’t be wrong. You pressed your phone against your ear waiting to hear Harry’s voice but that irritating sound had taken Harry’s voice’s place telling you were on voicemail.

You tried to calm down while your mouth was still hanging open. The only thing you wanted was to surprise Harry this year and make him feel appreciated the way he deserves but instead you lost the track of days and forgot his birthday! How ironic! After trying to get in touch with him for the fifteenth time that night, you had to charge your phone so you plugged it and waited. It was 1:45 and you were wide awake. You didn’t know what you would tell Harry for this terrible mistake of yours but you needed to see him.

After two more agonizing hours, you heard the front door open and close and all the air was knocked out of your system. All this time you had persuaded yourself that you would face him but now that the time came all you wanted to do was open a hole on the ground and hide in there forever. His footsteps were heard outside of the room and when he pushed the door open you knew you were unjustifiable. He was looking anywhere but you and his face were radiating sadness and disappointment.

When the first word came out of your mouth, he took a sharp breath and turned to look at you making you close your mouth again. It was hard for you to explain yourself but you had to. You owed him that.

“Harry I- I don’t know how it happened I swear. You know I would never do that to you”, you started but he just shook his head.

“I hope your reason is good enough”, was the only thing that was aimed at you and you were ready to break down.

“All these days, I wanted to come up with something extraordinary for your birthday. I didn’t want it to be like all the previous years. But I lost track of time and the day came and I don’t know. I was so caught up trying to please you that I did the exact opposite. I am so sorry Harry, I really am”, you started to walk towards him but you stopped when he made a step back.

“Is that so? I hope this is the reason yeh were so distant all these days and not somethin’ else. Or better yet, someone else”, Harry said venomously and it was your turn to take a step back. Was Harry really hinting that you were seeing someone else behind his back? This had your blood boiling in a matter of seconds.

“Excuse you? I know I messed up and forgot about your birthday but this gives you no right to accuse me of something so wrong! You know me! I would never do such a thing to you! Are you kidding me?”, you said clearly offended throwing your hands in the air.

“I don’t know Y/N! First, yeh are all closed up and yeh only call meh one time in the day when yeh used to call meh at least three! Next thin’ I know, I get no wishes from meh girlfriend! And I had to lie to everyone that yeh couldn’t make it tonight!”, Harry screamed at you.

“This is what it’s all about, isn’t it? All you think of is what other people will say and how you will be able to make up a story of why I am missing! I never asked you to do it Harry! And I already apologized for forgetting your birthday!”, you said and turned around not wanting Harry to see your tears.

“Your tears aren’t goin’ to save yeh this time Y/N!”, Harry said and you had enough.

“You know what? I still don’t understand why you are so worked up. I thought I showed you my real self but I guess I was wrong. You got it all wrong Harry”, you said, looking disappointedly at him.

“So now this is meh fault? I really didn’t see that comin’”, Harry said sarcastically laughing to himself while you were standing there looking at him in disbelief. He was exaggerating and you had no clue why. Yes, forgetting about his birthday was something serious but was it serious enough for such an outrage?

“I want you to calm down Harry. I don’t know where this is all coming from but let me tell you it is nonsense”, you tried to reach out for him but decided against it and stayed put.

“You slippin’ through meh fingers is nonsense to you? Glad to know Y/N!”, Harry shouted and you covered your ears. That was it. He needed to calm down right now.

“No one is slipping through your fingers Harry! And if you don’t want it to happen anytime soon, you have to calm down so once you do, call me so we can discuss about it like the adults we are!”, you said furiously and got out of the room, put your shoes on and slammed the door shut, leaving a determined Harry behind, ready to walk out the house and come find you.


This took an unexpectedly angsty turn may I add. I feel like I haven’t written for years damn. How are you all? I hope you are doing great! I want to thank the people who dropped this request in my inbox and I truly hope you liked it! I surely liked writing it! (Yes, I am a sucker for angst, how did you know?) Don’t forget that my inbox is open and requests are too! Have a good day/night!

Pumpkin Spice

Summary: AU. Reader loves pumpkin spice lattes, fall, and Bucky Barnes.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,910

Warnings: language, misunderstandings, a teeny bit of angst, some crankiness, excessive caffeine consumption, excessive fluff, friend-to-lover, almost a coffee shop au?

A/N: Here’s something fluffy to lighten the mood a bit. This is for @promarvelfangirl‘s 2k Fall Follower Celebration. Congrats!!! My prompt was pumpkin spice.

Originally posted by likemadeofstarlight

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