and well look at how that worked out for him

flame-cat  asked:

hey, im pretty sick. can i request a fic in fahc where gavin sorta works himself sick and everyone has to convince him to Actually Rest amidst blatant lies like "im not sick! i dont get sick! i get results! *hacking cough and shivers*" until he literally passes the fuck out and is like... ok... maybe im a lil sick (mainly w/ ryan and/or geoff? also pls no vomiting... thx)

I can do this for you. Get well soon :)

He’s fine. Completely, one-hundred percent fine. No matter what anyone says about how awful he looks or how bad his cough sounds or the fact that he’s already used six boxes of tissues, he is fine. Gavin Free doesn’t get sick; he can’t afford to get sick. 

He is fine.

“Dude, you look dead,” Ryan says startling Gavin when he places a cool, callused hand against his forehead. “You should go home.”

“You should go home,” Gavin retorts, sniffing loudly, ducking out from under Ryan’s hand and continuing to skim the blurred text scrawled across his laptop screen. “’m fine, Ryan. I don’t get sick; I get results…” his words trail off into a chest aching cough, his whole body tensing in pain. “Completely fine.”

“Uh-huh.”

Gavin squawks when Ryan hauls him to his feet, flailing around violently. He’s dragged across the room towards the couch and dropped onto the cushions, an audible ‘oof’ escaping from his lungs and turning into another painful cough.

“What the hell?” he exclaims when he’s capable of speaking, scrambling to his feet, only to collapse back into the cushions when his vision grays around the edges. “Okay, maybe I’m not fine,” he murmurs faintly, closing his eyes.

“I know.”

Lucien’s at his desk when he hears Elain call him from the foyer.

“In here, dove!” He replies, straightening papers.

Elain bursts through the door with a wide grin on her face and a smear of dirt on her chin, holding something. “Look what I found! We’re keeping him.”

She holds out her arms and in them is something moving, something with reddish fur—

“He was all alone, poor thing.”

The baby fox raises its head, nose working and big dark eyes blinking as it sniffs the air.

Lucien laughs. “Elain, angel, that’s a wild animal, I don’t think it belongs indoors.“

“But look how cute he is,” she coos, and the fox yawns contently as though to emphasize her point.

“Well, that’s trouble,” Lucien says, as Elain pets it, “I’m afraid I can’t handle competition for best-looking fox in your life.”

Elain giggles. “Don’t worry, you’re still my favorite.”

Lucien really should fight her harder on this, but if anyone can successfully domesticate a fox, it’s Elain. She’s already done it once, after all.

He rises from the desk, comes around to get a better look at the little rascal, who’s squirming in Elain’s arms. “What’s his name?”

Elain smiles. “Lucien Junior. Because he’s just like you.”

“Because he’s a handsome redhead?”

“No,” Elain says blissfully, extending a finger to the fox, who gnaws harmlessly at it. “Because he likes to bite me.”

Okay but let’s talk about Fred & George.

You have to be observant to be as successfully mischievous as the twins are. Imagine 11-year old Fred entering the Great Hall and when all the first years are marveling at the ceiling that looks like the sky, and the first thing he notices is a broom closet door behind the High Table, and he thinks that’s a strange place for a broom closet, and now he thinks Argus Filch is glaring at him for looking at the broom closet, and he turns to George to point it out but George is already pointing at the ceiling like everybody else - except wondering how to get above the sky, because there’s no way it’s actually raining on them right now.

Imagine Lee Jordan figuring out the credit card trick to open doors, except wizards don’t have credit cards, but butter knives work just as well (maybe better). Imagine George filling his backpack to the brim with butter knives because he wasn’t really sure how many they would need, so he just took all of them. Imagine Fred running into the Great Hall to tell George he figured out how to get on the roof of the Gryffindor tower, and he slips a bit, and he crashes into George, and 16 butter knives are clattering to the floor, and now Argus Filch is glaring at them again.

Imagine Lee and George and Fred climbing up to the top of the Gryffindor dormitories, and on the top floor there’s a rusty old ladder, and at the top of the ladder there’s a rotting wooden trapdoor with a 40-year-old padlock barely holding it shut. But alohomora doesn’t open it (maybe the caretaker before Filch put it there, and knew a charm or two), so the three boys convince a third-year to buy them a couple extra cans of butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks, and spend the next week and a half learning how to make padlock shims out of aluminum. And they spend the last night of their first year drinking the rest of the butterbeer on the roof of the Gryffindor Tower, toasting to the pranks they’re planning, and to the rest of the hidden places they’ll find, and to the lock picks that they ordered via owl post to practice with over the summer, and to next year - when they SWEAR this time they’d convince a seventh year to buy them proper firewhiskey for a farewell toast.

Imagine they’ve come back from the summer for their second year, having mastered picking seven-pin locks with the cores they ordered via owl post, because who knew that wizards didn’t think they needed more than four pins on any of their locks? (They all knew they needed to practice picking more pins than that, even if it would only be helpful in the muggle world - turns out it was, two years later when they busted Harry’s trunk out of the cupboard under the stairs).

Imagine they finally get through that broom cupboard behind the High Table in the Great Hall, and much to their delight they find a rickety spiral staircase that winds straight up to a catwalk that stretches the length of the Great Hall - and the catwalk sits above the enchantment that makes the ceiling look like the sky, and for the rest of the year none of the students can figure out why it looks like there are two suns (an enchanted jar with a flame inside, labelled “Tatooine,” sitting on one end of the catwalk), and the young professor who finally figures it out is a muggleborn who saw A New Hope in the cinemas the day before she was accepted to Hogwarts and hasn’t the heart to remove the jar.

Imagine Fred and George and Lee exploring the castle at 3am with the help of the Marauder’s Map, sometimes with Angelina and Alicia, and one time Cedric Diggory - but he didn’t know he was afraid of heights until it was too late, and he never went exploring with them again. Imagine all the nights they didn’t find secret passageways or roofs or underground tunnels, just a hole in the wall or an entrance to a pipe big enough for a person to climb through (or, a giant snake), and just when they are about to be disappointed they see a wall covered in carvings and ink scratches. Most of them look centuries old - (code?)names like “Daedalus,” or a picture of a ball of string. One of them looks more recent - an intricate drawing of a cat wearing glasses - and they find that in almost every place they go (but it takes another generation for Lily Luna Potter to wonder how old Minerva McGonagall really was when she became an animagus). And sometimes they find their good friends Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs - but usually it’s just drawings of a wolf, a rat, a dog, and a stag (never one without the other).

Imagine the night before they leave Hogwarts in their dust (and a wake of destruction for Umbridge to clean up), they sneak up to the Great Hall catwalk one last time, except this time they leave candles enchanted to float in a pattern, and as the sun sets over dinner the constellations are no longer the Big Dipper and Orion’s Belt, but words that read out “Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes” and the address for their new joke shop in Diagon Alley.

Imagine all the things they were able to do thanks to lock picks and butter knives, to aluminum cans and a couple hours of brainstorming. Imagine how they would have been totally fine without the Marauder’s Map, but all that much better for it. Imagine Remus returning to his favorite hiding spot as a teacher to find a handful of new carvings next to his little wolf on the wall. Imagine all the generations of Hogwarts muggleborns who teach the wizard-born children how locks work, and how doors work, and why they can always be opened, and why magic is great - but all it is is helpful, and what’s really great is what they can do when they combine magic and common sense and a little bit of whim.

5

Requested By Anon

Sam x Dean x Reader


“Urgh why is this stupid machine not working?” you grumbled and your brother’s slowly look up from their research.

“Did you actually buy that crappy machine from to petrol station?” Sam asked as your hair got more and more tangled as the forked stick twirled.

“Yes, and I thought it would work it looked ok.” You huffed and Dean chuckled as he leant over and untangled your hair.

“You know you could just ask one of us to braid it for you.” He pointed out and Sam let out a low chuckle.

“You know how to braid hair?” He asked and Dean shrugged. 

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anonymous asked:

Sterek prompt: Stiles has been in love with Derek and is trying figure out how to convey his feelings, so he pulls out his secret talent, him being able to sing really well. And the pack goes out and stiles work up the courage and serenades Derek by singing unconditionally and then proposes, and Derek is so shocked because no ones ever done anything so nice for him. And stiles has a mini freak out thinking Derek didn't feel the same. But he totally loves him too and he accepts the proposal. 😭

Stiles is staggering, maybe just a little, as he makes his way up to the stage, where Scott and Isaac just finished singing a lame duet while making heart-eyes at each other. He blames the alcohol Lydia has been pouring into him since they arrived at the karaoke bar, he decides as he passes them, offering Scott a high five.

Scott slams his opened palm against his, the sound drowned out by the clapping and whistling coming from the rest of the people in the bar - most of them are supernatural creatures, because Lydia had been thorough enough to find the right bar and determined to get everyone drunk or, at the very least, tipsy. That meant supernatural creatures included.

Stiles makes it up to the stage, grabs the microphone, and scrolls through the songs, before he finally lifts his gaze and looks back over at the table the pack claimed as theirs when they entered.

His eyes lands on Derek watching him with a little smile curling at the corner of his lips instantly, and fuck, Stiles loves him.

Sober or tipsy or smashed out of his goddamn mind, Stiles loves him.

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anonymous asked:

Hi, so I kind of had a weird request, it's different than the usual, I want the rfa reacting to MC and Saeyoung dating and being clingy, pda and stuff, like continuing from 707s after ending, and if it's not much trouble, rfa reacting to jumin and mc dating and also pda etc etc, if you decide to do it thank you in advance, if not, I understand, it might get quite long, nontheless thank you!!

IMMA DO ALL OF EM 
what i kinda planned is under each member the headcanons will be how the other members react to them and MC ((idk if that makes sense but let’s see if this works out~~)) 

Yoosung: 

✮ everyone thinks y’all are goddamn adorable
✮ because yoosung is such a virgin 
✮ so you gotta be innocent as well to protect him
✮ jaehee is lowkey jealous bc your relationship is just so cute 
✮ but she’s hella supportive and Mom Mode is on because ‘omg look at her two children go’
✮ zen often gives relationship advice to yoosung 
✮ tries to be genuine but he complains about being single so much more
✮ jumin probably couldn’t care less 
✮ but when you both send photos of the other (or both of you) with your cat Lisa he’s like ‘!!! CAT’ 
✮ says it’s cute (you both just take the compliment, knowing very well he’s only talking about lisa)
✮ seven pranks yoosung even more but now he does it involving you
✮ as in, saying things like
✮ ‘YOOSUNG, MC JUST CALLED ME FROM THE HOSPITAL?!?!?!’
✮ and yoosung fuckin fREAKS out
✮ he’s crying and shaking and he’s about to Zoom to the hospital
✮ until you call seven out on his shit (yoosung cried a little more while clinging on to you)
✮ yoosung will dubiously mistrust seven forever  

Jaehee: 

✎ she is hardly the one to do pda and be cutesy and stuff so it’s totally up to you 
✎ you like to send photos and selfies of you two working at the cafe 
✎ and when she’s completely engrossed in one of zen’s things 
✎ zen is highkey jealous upset. he just wants all the attentions and now the only two females in the RFA clearly aren’t romantically interested in him anymore
✎ jumin was kinda surprised by the whole ‘coming out’ bit when you announced y’all were in a romantic relationship 
✎ but he put away his salt about jaehee quitting and is probably the most supportive of the relationship (bc he says that jaehee is super responsible and that you’re patient and just all around great) 
yoosung probably gets turned on by it 
✎ you know he’s That Guy 
✎ but other than that he doesn’t really say a lot about it 
✎ he also complains about being single a lot more 
✎ seven makes fanart and writes fanart 140% 

Zen:

✿ you think he’s a narcissist now?
BOI
✿ ALL THE SELFIES. ALL OF THEM. SPAMS THE DAMN CHAT. 16+ PHOTOS A DAY
✿ also says stuff like ‘we’re the perfect couple. there is no couple cuter than us. we should be you #goals’ 
✿ yoosung is jealous af 
so is jaehee 
JAEHEE WRITES FANFICTION
✿ she actually probably has a joint ao3/tumblr/wattpad with seven
✿ jumin is Salt
✿ but he brings up the point of if zen has enough time for you between all his acting and singing and all that other stuff
✿ and zen sends back a candid photo of you talking to his director
✿ is like ‘HA’
✿ seven likes to make sex jokes all the damn time 
✿ definitely makes jokes about The Beast 

Jumin: 

₩ it would probably be really cute 
₩ but when he tries to send photos of you/you with elizabeth/him and you/all 3
₩ they’re always B L U R R Y 
₩ so you teach The Jumin Han how to take a selfie 
₩ zen is probably uncomfortable and also very salty 
₩ jaehee appreciates the relationship because jumin is always in a better mood and you can convince him to give her breaks and paid vacation 
₩ so she lowkey loves y’all 
₩ yoosung could probably give less than a shit 
₩ he’s just playing LOLOL alone 
₩ but he kinda likes it because you can get Jumin to ease up on jumin’s LOLOL bashing
₩ seven also makes sex jokes 
₩ ‘have you ever made MC wear cat ears?’
₩ “Great idea Saeyoung”
₩ everyone is !!!!!!
₩ you try not to kill him 

Seven/Saeyoung: 

⌨  he doesn’t like photos of him bc y’know 
⌨  privacy 
⌨  so you try to take selfies with him without him realising 
⌨  so the result is blurry photos with your face in the bottom corner laughing and saeyoung in the close background falling off his chair because he tried to chase you 
⌨  everyone lowkey loves the relationship because you two are always really happy together 
⌨  zen of course is salty because ‘he never leaves the house but gets a girlfriend?!’ 
⌨  seven likes teasing everyone about his Catch
⌨  so he’ll send random photos of you. always 
⌨  ‘look how cute MC is awwwww’ 
⌨  everyone, but especially Jaehee, really like and appreciate how you support each other’s emotions 
⌨  once made you dress up as a cat (like with the ears, maybe a tail with a questionable explanation of how it’s staying there)
⌨  took a picture you thought was ~private~
⌨  but he POSTED IT ON THE CHAT
⌨  WITH THE CAPTION
⌨  ‘jumin you were right~~ i am a cat abuser ;;;)))‘
⌨  you scream and spam the chat trying to make sure no one sees it 


okay so once i finished this i realised it was kind of only pda through the chat?? if you want another set where it’s more in person?? then definitely feel free to send in another request! 

But I hope you liked this ♡

♡ PLEASE SEND IN REQUESTS ♡

Sing Me to Sleep

Here is my full piece for @a-little-light-zine! Orders are open until 2/1, so if you haven’t had the chance to get a zine, you have until then! Trust me, it is so worth it. This zine is full of absolutely incredible work! Plus, it’s going to a great cause. :)


“I thought you said this wouldn’t lock behind us.” Alya twisted the handle again, glaring at the door when it refused to budge.

Nino glanced over at her from his position, seated on the ground. “No. I said I didn’t think it would.” He could barely make out the frown on her lips when she turned to look at him. “Besides, weren’t you the one who said the akuma wouldn’t attack us?”

She tugged at the handle again. “Well, how was I supposed to know he was dangerous? The guy sells Christmas ornaments.”

“He was akumatized. Of course he’s dangerous!” The line of light shining from under the door barely provided enough illumination for her to see his outline as he gestured wildly and stared up at her.

She made a face. “Come on. He threw tinsel.”

“Yeah. Tinsel that exploded.”

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Last art for 2016: Here’s Yuri Plisetsky, Yūri Katsuki, Viktor Nikiforov and Christophe Giacometti!

I decided to draw Yurio with his hair tied ‘cause I actually like how he looked with it. As for Yūri, I’m sorry! I can’t draw Katsudon well so I drew him with longer hair (as shown in the last episode).

I’ve been practicing lately- focusing on altering my art / coloring style so this all took a little extra effort and I’m glad that it all turned out nice. I hope I’d be able to maintain this style for my future works!

Hope you like it! Happy New Year everyone!

So I decided to be a bit a evil and watch some translated FTEs from a stream.. and holy hell, Amami’s first FTE with Kaede was the most adorable thing ever. He invited her for tea and they just talked. He asked about who stands out the most among everyone here and the streamer I was watching choose Kiibo. (Then Amami literally called Kaede racist). Any who, a little bit later she points out how calm he is and he proceeds to say being around her makes him calm. 

Amami also mentions people think he’s a “frivolous lad”or something like that, the translator had no clue what it meant, based on his looks. He says he actually isn’t like that at all.

After the FTE ended an event with Tsumugi was triggered where she offered to paint Kaede’s nails. I thought that sounded cute as hell, so I stayed for a bit longer. The nails Tsumugi did for Kaede though wouldn’t work well with her playing the piano. Then Amami comes out of nowhere and talks about how he knows about nail art and tries to explain to Tsumugi what she should do. He then decided it’d be easier if just did it, and then the cutest scene ever happened:

Kaede pointed out it was basically like they were holding hands, and she proceeds to laugh and says the nail polish brush is ticklish. (Tsumugi’s face during the whole thing is literally the best thing ever though).

After it they talk about nails or something like that afterwards. The translator had no clue what they were saying because they were saying words relating to nail art that he didn’t know.

Tsumugi didn’t seem very happy and told Amami that she hopes he explodes forever or something like that. She also called him a “freaking normie” a lot.

This is the translator by the way.

“While I was thinking about trying to exercise more, he uploaded a post on Facebook looking for people to learn Kung Fu together. Even though I didn’t know him, I sent a message, and that’s how we met.”
“What was your first impression of him?”
“To be honest, I had a prejudice against foreign guys who came to Korea. You know, something like, ‘These foreigners are just coming here because Korean girls are pretty…’ But this guy shattered that prejudice. He tells me things like how his own country’s economy isn’t doing very well but hopes that things will get better again. He diligently works out and really is a friend who lives his life sincerely. I felt bad that I ever had such a prejudice.”


“운동을 해볼까 하던 참에 페이스북에 이 친구가 쿵푸 배울 사람을 모집한다는 글을 올렸더라고요. 모르는 사람인데, 메시지해서 만나게 됐어요.”
“첫 인상은 어땠나요?”
“아주 솔직히 말하자면, 저는 한국에 오는 외국인 남성들에 대해 안 좋은 편견을 가지고 있었어요. 왜 그런 거 있잖아요. 한국인 여자들이 예쁘니까… 근데 이 친구가 많이 깨줬어요. 자기 나라 경제 사정이 조금 안 좋은데, 우리도 다시 잘 되었으면 좋겠다면서, 운동도 열심히 하고, 성실하게 사는 친구더라고요. 편견을 가지고 있었다는게 좀 미안했어요.”

Amami First FT: text summary

“So I decided to be a bit a evil and watch some translated FTEs from a stream.. and holy hell, Amami’s first FTE with Kaede was the most adorable thing ever. He invited her for tea and they just talked. He asked about who stands out the most among everyone here and the streamer I was watching choose Kiibo. (Then Amami literally called Kaede racist). Any who, a little bit later she points out how calm he is and he proceeds to say being around her makes him calm.
Amami also mentions people think he’s a “frivolous lad”or something like that, the translator had no clue what it meant, based on his looks. He says he actually isn’t like that at all.
After the FTE ended an event with Tsumugi was triggered where she offered to paint Kaede’s nails. I thought that sounded cute as hell, so I stayed for a bit longer. The nails Tsumugi did for Kaede though wouldn’t work well with her playing the piano. Then Amami comes out of nowhere and talks about how he knows about nail art and tries to explain to Tsumugi what she should do. He then decided it’d be easier if just did it, and then the cutest scene ever Kaede pointed out it was basically like they were holding hands, and she proceeds to laugh and says the nail polish brush is ticklish. (Tsumugi’s face during the whole thing is literally the best thing ever though).
After it they talk about nails or something like that afterwards. The translator had no clue what they were saying because they were saying words relating to nail art that he didn’t know.
Tsumugi didn’t seem very happy and told Amami that she hopes he explodes forever or something like that. She also called him a “freaking normie” a lot.

Thanks for one of Danganronpa fans from Amami’s forum.

This was inspired by Owl City’s Fireflies and To the Sky, as well as several of Starset’s songs.

I’m not super happy with how Bee turned out (second time ever drawing him), but I am so proud of Ratchet’s hand! I can officially say I’ve drawn a good-looking hand now.

Maybe I’ll write a fic about this later. I’m too tired right now.

[ And I need to work on the MECH fic. ]

THE MISSION

[Written for Gency Week, Day 4; updated with fanart 7 Jan]

Warnings: Violence, mild profanity, and the antics of a spoilt younger son.

Summary: A different take on Genji’s origin story. Genji unexpectedly crosses paths with Mercy while she’s on a mission. 

“Genji-sama. The Boss wants to see you.”

Obscured by the steam of the hot springs, Genji couldn’t tell if Nishida was grimacing or smiling. Maybe neither. All those old dogs who had worked for his father for decades, they knew how to conceal their emotions.

So Hanzo was looking for him, eh? No doubt to give him another tongue lashing about the ‘Shimada Legacy’. Since their father’s death, his elder brother had become insufferably uptight about growing the Clan’s influence. Well, let the damn empire crumble. There was nothing noble about the Shimada Clan. Born out of the dark and secretive ways of the ninja, in modern times it was no more than a criminal syndicate.

 “You enjoy being an errand boy, Nishida?” Genji sneered.

“Errand boy is fine. What I don’t enjoy is being a babysitter.”

That stung. Genji rose from the bath and flung a wet towel at the old gangster. Nishida didn’t dodge and it struck him across the face with a sodden slap.

“Hanzo can keep waiting.”

Nishida shook off the towel and it fell to the floor. For a moment he hesitated, as if deliberating whether to say more.

“You have a problem, old man?”

When Nishida opened his mouth again, it was neither angry nor frustrated, just matter-of-fact. “It’s not just the Boss that has changed, Genji-sama. It’s a different inner circle now. The Old Master wouldn’t have liked it. I don’t like it. But it is what it is. We all need to watch out.” He paused and then turned to the door. “I’ll wait outside. We must go meet the Boss quickly.”

Genji scowled and pulled on his clothes. Peeking between the wooden panels of the sliding door, he could see a black limo and three men in dark jackets. His brother’s current right-hand man, Udaijin, was perched on the hood smoking a cigarette and looking at his watch. Genji was always being monitored, being judged. When he put a foot wrong, no-one in the Clan would dare physically attack him, but word would get to Hanzo and life was made unbearable for him in other ways.

Forget Hanamura. He needed to get lost in a mega-city, to bury himself in the chaos and the crowds. A few days in Tokyo living it up would cool his anger. Even the danger of trespassing the territory of other mobs – Tokyo was not under Shimada control – was nothing compared to the poisonous atmosphere here. Genji made his way to the second floor of the bath house, with little effort vaulted onto the roof of the next building, and was off.

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“Meeting in three.”

“Ok, thanks.” You responded to your fellow employee, gathering any material that you thought was going to be necessary.

“Come on, come on!” Your friend Jane walked into your office, so the both of you could go together.

“Alright,” You laughed while meeting her at the door and starting your way to the conference room.

“So how’s it like working for Harry?” She asked winking at you.

“You’re gross, you know that.” You shook your head laughing.

“Hey—he’s rich, handsome and young, you can’t get any better than that.”

“Well then why don’t you date him? I’m sure—“

“Good morning ladies.” You were cut off by Harry himself and looked at Jane.

“Morning, Mr. Osborn.” Your friend spoke, when you didn’t. “Oh would you look at that, I think he just checked you out… Oh crap, how long do you think he was behind us?” She asked, giving you a petrified look causing you to laugh.

“Hello everybody, please have a seat.”

To tell the truth, you were head over heels in love with Harry Osborn. You knew him from a young age; your mothers being best friends and always setting up play dates with you two. You were appreciative that he gave you a job working for him, but it only made it more difficult to conceal the fact. Now, here was your friend, shipping you and him like her life depended on it.

You snapped out of your thoughts and happened to catch Felicia Hardy, one of Harry’s assistant, leaning over whispering in his ear. She brought her hand to his chest and kept it there for a few seconds, before removing it when the guest speaker cleared his throat. You looked away, instantly becoming infuriated that she was all over him like that; and then in a meeting. You weren’t really the jealous type, but she definitely struck a nerve.

“Have the either of you came up with a plan to how we’re going to get the other big guys on board? Without the help of these other companies, we might as well throw in the towel now and forget about Project X3.”

“No Sir,” Felicia cleared her throat, “Although we can just keep G-Industries in the dark and use them as a last resort.”

“Harry?”

“I’m with her. We’ll wait out the other ones and come back to G if all else fails.”

Perhaps it was the fact that you were already wound up which made you speak. You, the quiet worker who sat in her office and never really socialized with anyone, now had the eyes of approximately twenty workers on her.

“I think we need to hit the other companies head on. Tell them our plans and make it seem like it’ll be crazy not to join in. I know, from experience, that G-Industries won’t take any deal we throw at them,” You stole a quick glance at Felicia and Harry and continued on, “These are all men who are willing to gamble and get their name known at anything. The longer we hold out on them, the better the chance something more advanced and impressive, goes up.” The whole room was staring at you and at any given moment you could have fell flat on your ass. Jane was probably the most shocked; her eyes as big as saucers and bottom jaw practically on the floor. The speaker gave you a look and leaned back in his chair.

“What is your name young lady?”

“Y/N Y/L/N, sir. I’m Mr. Osborn’s manager.” You replied, head held high, prepared to take any sarcastic or crude comment he’d throw your way.

“Well Miss. Y/L/N, you’re probably the first person I’ve met who hasn’t been afraid to speak their minds around me. I find your idea to be ‘a breath of fresh air’ if you know what I mean.”

“I also took the liberty to get in touch with some of my contacts to find out annual cost and expenses that each company has,” You put your folder down to pull out charts and slid them over to the man, “Here is some info about the four establishments we are most interested in.” You watched as he skimmed over the documents then back to you.

“How would you like to come work for me? I could use someone like you; on top of your game and fresh ideas.” He asked sitting upright.

“Now hold on,” Harry jumped up from his seat getting everyone’s attention, “Y/N works for me and I value her as an employee.”

“Miss. Y/L/N?” You looked back over and from the corner of your eye; you could see Harry still staring at you.

“I wouldn’t mind expanding.” You answered resulting in some quiet ‘oohs’ from a few of the male workers.

“Great, when you’ve made a final decision contact me,” He handed you a card with his number on it and flashed a smile, “ S.H.I.E.L.D. will be happy to have you.” You nodded and looked down at your watch.

“If you’ll excuse me,” You stole a glance from the card then back to him, “Mr. Fury I have another meeting to attend.” You shook the man’s hand and walked out with Jane feeling proud.

“Did that really just happen?” She questioned, trying to keep up with your fast pace.

“I think so.” You smiled at her quickly.

“Man, you should have seen Harry’s and Felicia’s face when he handed you his card.”

“I hadn’t noticed.” You muttered.

“Oh, speaking of—I gotta go.” You stopped walking when Jane broke away from you leaving you by yourself, or so you thought.

“What the hell was that?” Harry asked, making you turn around.

“What was what?”

“That back there! Saying how you’re willing to expand?”

“Exactly that Harry, I’m willing to expand my career outside of Oscorp. We’ve talked about this before when you first gave me a job.”

“I didn’t think it’d be anytime soon!” He yelled capturing the attention of some other employers. You gave them a smile and pushed Harry into your office which was thankfully close by.

“No, but you knew the day would come where I wasn’t working with you anymore…  Plus; you’ll have Felicia by your side, whether that’s on your bed or working, is up to you.” You turned on your heel for the door, but Harry grabbed your wrist, spinning you around.

“That’s what this is about? Felicia?” He laughed, making your blood boil.

“It’s more than that.” You shook your head.

“Really because all I’m seeing right now is you being jealous… Why?”

“I don’t have time for this right now, Harry. I was supposed to be at another meeting a few minutes ago.” You tugged your wrist away, which you hadn’t even notice he was still hanging onto, before walking out the door.

“You know I love you, right?” Harry yelled down the room, bringing everyone else to silence. You froze up, and nearly tripped over yourself. “Ever since we were kids, Y/N… And when you came to work for me, instead of moving with your family to Europe, you made me the happiest guy on Earth. You’ve given up any good thing that came your way to make sure I was ok—to make sure I was alright and the fact that you won’t be here anymore kills me. So please—don’t go.” You turned around and faced your friend, not even sure at this point if you would be able to get out any words.

“I-I have sacrificed many opportunities to protect you,”

“I know! I know you have Y/N.” Harry cut in and began walking to you, a grin spread on his face. You loved seeing him smile and it killed you to say the next part.

“So just this once can you look out for me and let me leave?”  

“What?” He stopped in front of you and swallowed the lump in his throat that had formed there so quickly.

“Do you remember when we were young and we played army together? We would get in trouble for wrestling and you’d tell my mom that being strong didn’t mean I’d have to be a boy. You always said I could be anything I wanted as long as my heart was in it and now that the chance has come along for me to make a name for myself; you’re telling me to stay?”

“If you go… who’s to say I’ll see you again? SHIELD is notorious for that and you know it.”

“No one’s to say… but it’s another sacrifice I’m willing to make.”

“So after he tells you he loves you, you’re going to leave?” An older coworker asked amongst the silence that lay between you and Harry.

“It’s too late,” You answered looking at her from the corner of your eye, “You should have said something sooner.” Your eyes met the ones in front of you.

“After all we’ve been through; you’re willing to throw it all away—for what? To work with Captain America?”

“You know I’ve wanted to work at SHIELD for a while, Harry.”

“Yeah! But the fact that you’re so willing to leave so easily, isn’t sitting with me right Y/N! I love you and I want to keep you by my side, but you just want to leave.” He yelled, beginning to walk closer to you again

“If you love me like you said, you wouldn’t have another woman all over you! A man would own up to his feelings and do something about it! The only reason you’re saying all this now is because you see me slipping away! If I wouldn’t have said anything at the meeting, how much longer were you going to stay quiet? How much longer was I supposed to keep the fact that I am utterly in love with you bottled up? Face it Osborn, you can’t have everything!” You yelled back and headed to the elevator, the wait for the doors to open feeling like eternity.

“Son,” The older coworker spoke up once again drawing Harry’s attention, “If there’s anything old age has taught me, it’s to never stop fighting for the things that you love.” She smiled when Harry ran after you, making it inside the elevator just as the doors shut.

“Harry just don’t, I have—” You were cut off by his lips crashing onto yours. One of his hands gently, but firmly balled a fist of your hair while the other pulled you closer to his body.

“I was scared alright…” He said, his lips brushing against yours. “I was scared to tell you, I didn’t know you felt the same.”

“I have loved you for a while, Harry Osborn.” You smiled, placing your forehead against his.

“Does that mean you’ll stay?” He asked, drawing himself away from you even though he didn’t want to.

“I didn’t say that.”  

“Are you serious?” He questioned, throwing his hands in the air.

“Just kiss me, we can talk later.” You said grabbing his collar and crashing your lips to his this time.

“Kiss me all you want,” He got out as he pecked down your neck, “That doesn’t mean… I’m going… To. Just. Let. You. Go. That easily.” His mouth connected with your skin in the rhythm of his words.

“You have about fifteen floors to make me stay,” You groaned as he found your sweet spot, “That’s granted we don’t have to stop for other people.”

“Well then, I guess desperate times call for desperate measures.” The side of his fist hit the emergency stop button, making the elevator stay in its place. “Its thirty minutes before the fire department comes to get us out, right?” You bit your bottom lip nodding and Harry went on to unrelentingly convince you to stay with him.

omg anons

Why is it so hard to imagine he could be with a gorgeous woman that he has everything in common with, who he’s with every long day for ten months of the year, who he spends his work time rubbing his boy bits against,  and with whom he has well documented chemistry,  yet so easy to have him head over heels with a girl he’s been actually caught on film with three times, never touching her or looking like he wants to touch her and who lives on the other side of the flippin’ globe!?   ::::inhaa-aale::: 

How, out of thousands of fans, can there be only eight of us here with any sense of logic?

marriage proposal: wonho
  • ok tbh i see wonho absolutely losing his mind over this
  • he’d be a nervous wreck
  • acting weird for weeks but once you ask what’s wrong, he looks like he’ll have a breakdown any second so you just let him be, figuring or rather hoping he’ll get back to normal soon
  • he hates keeping things from you. he really does, but
  • he just wants it to be perfect. he tries to plan out how he’ll propose down to the smallest detail, because you can’t say no. honestly what would he even do if you said no???? cry for 38 years that’s what
  • anyway
  • so he plans it all out, even prepares a speech, telling you how much you mean to him and how he wants to spend the rest of his life with you and all
  • and then he takes you to the sea. he packs blankets and tea and you sit down together on the almost deserted beach, wrapped in blankets and watching the ocean together, just talking until even your quiet chatter dies down and you watch wave after wave crash onto the shore
  • and wonho looks at you, looking so beautiful and he’s still so in love with you and his hand wraps around the ring in his pocket and he’s ready to ask you to-
  • except he’s not.
  • he leaves the ring in his pocket and you leave the beach after a while and wonho hates himself a little bit because he really wanted to ask he you, he really did, but he just couldn’t
  • of course he tries again
  • he tries again and again, plans out scenario after scenario but he chickens out every time
  • get it together wonho
  • the ring is always in his pocket, the words he practiced so many times are always on his tongue, but
  • it’s never the right moment, he thinks. something’s always wrong, the mood, the timing, something, he doesn’t quite know what it is most of the time, it’s just-
  • he wants to find the perfect moment, ok?? it has to be perfect
  • or maybe it’s just that’s he is petrified you might say no because he loves you so much and he doesn’t wanna lose you
  • meanwhile the other members are getting more frustrated every day because wonho just won’t propose but he won’t stop talking about it either and honestly??? they’re running out of suggestions
  • ………………….so
  • it’s a day when you’re off work and wonho is as well but since wonho still hasn’t come up with a new plan and you haven’t seen the others in a while he invites you over to just spend the day with them
  • you’re all in sweatpans and just hanging out at their dorm, eating too much and playing video games
  • hyungwon is lying on the couch and reading, wonho is playing with his phone, shownu and kihyun went to the supermarket to grab more food
  • and you’re playing mario kart with minhyuk and changkyun, sitting too close to the tv and being way too into it for adults, cursing at items that hit you
  • it’s a close call but finally you get first place and
  • “ha!!”, you scream in victory, “take that suckers!”
  • minhyuk and changkyun groan in unison but wonho just chuckles
  • he loves it so much when you’re being dorky and kinda obnoxious. he loves you so much. he just wants to marry you, is that too much to ask for?
  • “just let me marry her..”, he mutters
  • ………….…..  …
  • four sets of eyes practically snap to gape at him, all laughter and chatter gone in an instant, the mario kart tune still playing mockingly in the background, making everything seem a little surreal
  • and you’re just. staring, eyes about to pop out of your head
  • “you……what?”
  • he just stares back for a few second with equally wide eyes, feeling nauseous and dizzy because did he just really just say that aloud?? god no you’re gonna hate him you’re gonna leave you’re gonna-
  • “wonho?”, you ask quietly but demanding
  • he swallows and takes a deep breath. now or never, he thinks
  • “y/n”
  • he walks over to you and sits down on his knees right in front of you, pulling out the little box he’s been carrying around for weeks now
  • “y/n”, he repeats and looks into your eyes and again you’re just staring back, completely in shock and trying to convince yourself you’re not dreaming
  • meanwhile the other boys are just sitting there, gaping, also not believing what’s going on right before their eyes
  • “i kinda had an entire speech written out for this but honestly?”, wonho laughs nervously, “i can’t remember any of it right now…just”
  • he opens the box and holds it up a little, your gaze flickering between wonho and the ring in his hands
  • “i love you, y/n. please marry me?”
  • overwhelmed with emotions, tears start spilling out your eyes and you start to cry
  • “y/n?”, wonho asks, voice uncertain all of a sudden and his frown deepening by the second
  • he looks so ridiculously concerned that you can’t help but chuckle even though you’re crying. you quickly start to nod, wiping your tears
  • “of course. of course i’ll marry you”
  • and wonho’s expression immediately shifts into one of pure delight and the way he looks as much in love with you as you feel you’re in love with him right now, makes the emotions rushing over you only stronger, causing you to smile wider and cry harder
  • he takes the ring out of the box and your hand in his
  • “can i?”, he asks, smiling at you shyly
  • you nod again, not really able to talk, tears still rolling down your cheeks
  • as soon as the ring’s on your finger, you practically throw yourself at your now fiancé, arms wrapping around him, burying your face in his neck
  • his arms tighten around you and he starts laughing and crying, too
  • so there you are
  • on the living room floor, in sweatpants and with unbrushed hair, the mario kart theme still playing in the background. clinging to each other and laughing and crying at the same time
  • your emotions are all over the place but what you know is this:
  • you’re happy. so unbelievably and incredibly happy.
  • you don’t even notice when minhyuk and the other boys finally start breathing again, too, groaning and laughing because “can you believe him oh my god” and “finally he got his shit together”
  • you don’t notice either when a few minutes later the door opens and shownu and kihyun come back, kihyun promptly dropping his bag of snacks
  • “……are you kidding me.”

[ shownu // wonho // kihyun // minhyuk // hyungwon // jooheon // changkyun ]

First kiss with Benjamin would include :

(Woooo more prompts! Woooo Ben 😊Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owner.)

-Him having feelings for you for quite some time and finally having the courage to confess to you and bringing you flowers while you’re out working

-Him just calling your name sweetly and handing out the flowers to you as you turn to look at him, making him shy and blush as well as avoid your gaze for a moment

-Him approaching you as you take them and starting to talk about how he feels for you and just making you blush with all of his compliments

-Him suddenly really enjoying to see you all red and making a comment about how soft your lips seems, only to muster the courage to pull you in for a light kiss

-You taking the lead and deepening the kiss with him, only for him to enjoy it but then get nervous and pull away, making you laugh and himself as well

“Movie Date”

The Ed boys (& May Kanker, because I LIKE HER, DAMN IT) at the movies!! :)

In my mind, this is the first time they are (legally) going to see an R-rated movie. So the youngest out of all of them probably just turned 17 and they are all celebrating~

Judging by Double Dee’s face, how much you wanna bet that Ed picked the movie? lol. Also looks like Ed can’t go on a date with May without bring Edd and Eddy with him.

Only kidding, you guys know by now that I ship the hell out of Double D and Eddy. I should have titled this “Double (D)ate.”

(BTW: This is the “still” version of an atmospheric animation that I’m working on… that should be finished in a few days, if all goes well.)

BTS reaction - you being stressed out and anxious with work

Jin: He tries to make it easier for you, making sure you eat well, packing you food to work or stopping by to bring some lunch or some coffee. Keeps looking after you with much cheerfulness and patience.

Originally posted by vmon


Suga: He deeply understands how hard it can be and how it can affect your health.. he’s been there. He’d make sure you know that you are not alone. It’ll make you into wating every evening, when you are alone in bed, for another sweet message from him.

“I’m so happy you made tthrough this week. I love you, sleep well.”

Originally posted by sugaglos


J-Hope: He hates seeing you being only work-bed-work-bed… And seeing you so stressed, he makes it his goal to make you happy. Of course he wants you to rest, but he’ll try to find a day, an evening or even an hours where he can take you somewhere. He’d bring home tasty food, many funny or sweet gifts, just anything to distract you and see your smile.

Originally posted by junghosyub


Rap Monster: At some point it turns out that he is the one that constantly whines and hates on your job. From you, he knows name of everyone at your office and he probably hates your boss/manager more than you. Sometimes you just burst out in laughter seeing him like that!

Originally posted by raphohoho


Jimin: He does his best to support you. He keeps telling you how great you are doing, how much he is proud of you, how smart and pretty you are and becomes so amazed by you (and sometimes goes overboard with it to make you giggle) and it all makes you a little warmer inside. 

Originally posted by itsyoongjams


V: This boy is sometimes so confused and worried he has no idea how to help you.. He lets you cry on his shoulder, he lets you vent to him for hours. He cuddles you when you feel helpless and lets you fall asleep to his gentle humming.

Originally posted by suga-com


Jungkook: He is ready fight everyone at any time, if he sees you cry after coming home from work. He keeps his nerves for himself, not wanting to make you more stressed or anxious, and tries his best to help you relax and looks after you.

Originally posted by jeonsshi