at the same time it's like he's saying: yo kidding my boy

anonymous asked:

Could you please do headcanons for platonic friendships with Starish? :3

Sure thing! Please let me know if it’s alright because I feel I have gotten a little rusty here ;;


Originally posted by alittledreamcatcher-v

  • He’s that boy who’d be willing to try ANYTHING as long as its with you! So if you’re planning on hitting that all-you-can-eat ramen contest, you know who to take along!
  • Otoya would stand up for you even if he’s the only one who will support you. He’s fiercely loyal and would not tolerate someone saying shit about his bestie
  • If you love sports, Otoya would happily take you to watch soccer, baseball or even swimming!
  • Otoya would often come to you with his problems (even crush problems ehehe ;3) and would urge you to do the same because of the bestie pact :3
  • He’d take a while opening up but eventually, his best friend would be able to tell when his smile is genuine and when its not
  • This sweet pea even wrote you a song. “This is dedicated to 〇〇〇-chan, the bestest bestest friend in the universe!!!”
  • He’d definitely get you a friendship bracelet, saying he got one for all his besties and dang, you’re pretty special to him if he does gift you one.


Originally posted by akagi--mako

  • Well he has his normal stoic face but you’re one of the few to catch glimpses of his true and joyous smiles
  • “Careful.”
    “Don’t go there unsupervised.”
    “Take care of yourself.”
    “Did you eat? Do you want me to make you something?”
    “How was your day?”
  • He’s so gentle and caring, you can’t help but be like “Man, what did I do to deserve him?”
  • He KNOWS when something’s wrong for you so the best course of action is to spit it out because Masato is worried af and wants to listen and help
  • His advice to you is usually in the form of proverbs. If you tell him to not put it that way, he’d tell you in plain words
  • Ahh those handmade bentos that only his friends and lover get to taste~ oh and those judges at a cooking show
  • Masato wouldn’t exactly come to you first when he has a problem but hey, the psychic bond where you just KNOW something’s wrong applies here. Eventually, when confronted, he pours out his heart
  • You’re on his list of favourite people when you become his friend. He is extremely loyal to you and although he never says it, he expects the same from you. He takes your bond with him as a friend very seriously because he treasures you and it’s special to him


Originally posted by yahoohanjizoe

  • You know that you’re friends with Natsuki when he offers to cook for you. ALERT: DO NOT ACCEPT THE FOOD!
  • The sweetheart here would do anything to see his best friend smile, even if that means dressing Syo in a pink tutu
  • When he doesn’t hang out with his lover, he’s usually pleading (read, dragging) you to visit any sort of zoo, animal shelter or café so you have some fun XD)
  • Hugs! Hugs! Hugs! More hugs!
  • Natsuki would tell you little stories. Like for example, how he used to be with Syo as kids, his lover, his childhood, thoughts and dreams. In return, he expects the same from you too!
  • He would insist that you get matching piyo chan accessories just for the heck of it XD
  • He likes carrying you around for some reason. You, Syo, his lover and Nagi are his main carry victims


Originally posted by shizukku

  • He’s that guy who would roll his eyes at you and warn you when you threaten to chug a bottle of tequila but he would hold back your hair when you throw up because “What will you do without me, huh? sighs
  • He can be a little playful and teasing when he wants to be.
  • He never lies to you. So if you’re thinking that flamboyant neon pink dress looks stunning on you, he’d be the one who’d say it looks stunningly awful.
  • He would happily take you to the library and book store if you adore books like him. Psst, that restricted section is where you have your deep friendship talks.
  • He always cares for you, although it may sound rude at times. He just wants the best for you
  • Tokiya’s shoulder is always available when you need to cry and vent. He will listen and comfort, being so gentle despite how icy he looks outside
  • He’d often chastise you if your eating habits aren’t too healthy. He even offers to cook for you because he’s kinda your momfriend XD


Originally posted by fairylaw92

  • If your this guy’s best friend, you’re pretty important to him alright? You happen to be able to handle his quicksilver mood and see his feels beyond that confident smirk
  • Somehow everyone thinks you and Ren are going out but you’re just best friends XD
  • He speaks his mind to you, although he’s hesitant at first. Besides you, it’s usually his lover or Masato who hear his thoughts
  • You’d often meet for lunch and drinks. Ren’s a good conversationalist so it’s never boring when you two talk
  • You and Ren have insider jokes and nicknames for people you two are acquainted with. Example- “Sourpuss (aka boss) says I have to work overtime rennnn”
    “Run from work then~”
  • You have found yourself a bestie who’s a therapist, beautician, fashion expert and adventurer all in one
  • He’d jokingly flirt with you but he would never cross that line unless the two of you start feeling the hots for each other haha


Originally posted by poisonedfortunecookie

  • Gym buddies yo.
  • He prefers to talk about issues when you two are working out together. Syocchi may not look like it but he gives great A++ advice when you need it
  • He’s that boy who will beat up your bullies for you because his best friend is special and important to him
  • He’s gonna drag you into Prince of Fighting hell with him. He needs someone to gush over the series with haha
  • Syo would ask you how he looks when he has this appointment coming up. In a way, you two are each other’s fashion police. He even visits the boutique often with you
  • If he doesn’t have a lover, he always saves you a ticket when he goes for any sort of special event because hey, friends are almost family.
  • Damn all those emoji filled conversations which only you and Syo seem to understand and laugh over


Originally posted by r0ymustang

  • He’s kinda a bit possessive over his best friend too. “Hsssttt…my bestie..shoo shoo.” He only means good though! XD
  • He has really deep emo talks with you from time to time. God knows why but he usually ends up sobbing by the end of it and you need to comfort him
  • Cecil appreciates someone who listens and tries his best to listen when they approach him with their problems
  • He’s rather easygoing and would like it if his bestie tagged along when he wanted to explore places and try out food. Example- waffles
  • Calls with him usually range from 4 seconds because he accidentally hung up to 2 hours because he has a lot to say
  • He once took you to Agnapalace and thou were bestowed the honour of “Prince Cecil’s treasured friend”
  • You’re one of the few people whose words he takes seriously. Also you happen to be one of those people who kick him into the bath along with Camus
Drive Me Crazy

Pairing: Archie Andrews x Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Cursing, Just a very very small mention of sex, Crappy writing

Request: can u please do where archie & the reader are best friends & the reader is a vixen & archie asks her out during his game? thank you !

A/N: This is so bad oh mah gawd. I’m so sorry anon

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Creepypasta #1054: I Watched Video Footage Of A Camping Trip That My Friends Never Actually Went On

Length: Super long

It was getting to be a tradition.

For the past two years we’ve gone on a camping trip together, me and my group of friends: Sean, Lin and her sister Lily, Key, Sal, Monica, and Gabe. Monica’s family is really wealthy and they own a lot of land out in Bumbfuck Michigan so we’ve wrapped up our past two summer vacations out there in their woods. We pitch a few tents in what’s basically the backyard of Monica’s grandmother’s huge Victorian-style house and pretend we’re “roughin’ it” when in actuality, we just sleep out there for the five hours of the night that we don’t spend drinking or playing video games inside. Cooking out over the bonfire and climbing trees is fun, but it’s always only been a very small part of the trip.

None of us talked about it or admitted it out loud, not even Monica, but we were all a little afraid to be out there for too long. We had no concrete reason to be, but we were. No matter how many times the Pines’ family assured us that the property was safe. I’d never seen or heard anything out of the ordinary out there–maybe it was just because I’d seen enough horror movies to develop a fear of the woods in general, but I don’t know. Something about the air in the intimidatingly vast property just made me feel really vulnerable.

I got told just days before we were supposed to leave that I wouldn’t be able to take the time off for the trip. One of my fellow supervisors at work had to go in for emergency surgery on his knee and my store just didn’t have the coverage. I was really bummed, but my friends didn’t hold it against me - we all know being an adult sucks sometimes. I told them they could still use my cooler and my tents and my camcorder and that they should video-blog the trip for me. I hugged them all goodbye the morning they left and then I went off to my shift. I told Sal to call me once they got there because I knew he would be the only one who’d remember to check in.

Sal never called. None of them did. I left work at 10PM and tried to text and call all of them, but not one of them got back to me. I checked Twitter, Facebook - nothing from anybody. No updates since Gabe’s “hitting the road” status from earlier that morning. I felt like throwing up. Something felt really wrong. 

Key’s mother called me as soon as I started to panic and she sounded really rattled too. He hadn’t talked to her all day, and he’s really good about touching base with her when he takes trips. I’d later learn that that whole night, my friends’ parents were all trying to get in touch with each other. None of them heard from their kids since they first got on the road. Monica’s mom called the landline to the house several times. Grandma Pines was out of town this year, but Monica should have answered if they were there - she didn’t.

Sean’s father drove up to Pines’ property the next morning with Monica’s parents. He told me something felt off as soon as he stepped out of his car. When you pull up to the house, there’s no fence or anything, so you can see if anything is set up in the area surrounding it. He would have been able to see if everyone had set up tents and gear as soon as he got up the path, but there was nothing. But he said all the house’s windows were open and all the lights were on. Within a half hour, they called the police.

I was asked to come in, watch the videos, and answer any questions I could. I transcribed what I watched as best I could.

Clip 1, 10:45 9/16/2016

Gabe has the camera pointed at the rearview mirror.

Gabe: “How the fuck do you know when it’s recording?”

Monica: “The green button is on, dipshit.”

Clip 2, 1:15 9/16/2016

Gabe is filming the back of Lin’s car just ahead of them. He’s talking to Sean and Monica but I can’t tell what they’re saying, even with the audio adjusted. It’s raining really hard and I see flashes of lightning.

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dating jaehyun!!


sorry guys, but i will only write for the ones i have inso. for. 

its not that i don’t want to write the others, but i don’t have any ideas to keep the au going

- dating jaehyun is like dating a pizza pocket

- soft and squishy on the outside, but steaming hot n slightly gross on the inside

- thats exactly how u and jaehyun met actually

- y'all were at the school cafeteria y’know the usual 

- and u go to the nasty microwave to warm up ur pizza pocket

- buT noPE jeffrey from california buts u in line

- “uhm excusE mE u butted me?? i was in line before you??”

- “hhehha so? i need to warm up my lunch”

- “bIHH mOve beFOre i bUst YO aSS and turn it into a lumpy piece of poo”

- honestly jaehyun thought you were the weirdest kid ever

- tbh u were

- anYWay

- from that moment on, jaehyun found you EVERYWHERE

- in the library? he see’s u

- in the gym? he see’s u

- in the grocery store? he see’s u


- “boi calm yo tits its not my fault even,,,you always appear after me, so technically ur stalking me”

- he hates u

- but likes u at the same time

- honestly jeffrey didn’t evEn know

- aight so in science class one day

- y'all were assigned as seat partners 


- low-key he was happy cause he could bug u

- and tease u

- “wow arent you happy we sit beside each other???for the rest of the year???”


- time skip 2 months

- jaehyun and u have a pre decent friendship

- always teasing each other ya know

- “ewW jAEhyUN geT yO sweATy ass away from me”

- “its not my fault I’m hot ;)”

- “wha-that wasn’t the right context- honestly i give up”

- yo but jaehyun has a huge crush on u

- like hUgE

- one of those crushes where u tease ur crush and make fun of them idek why

- anyway so jaehyun likes u rite

- and one day the science teacher decided y'all were not a good match and wanted to move u


- “pls,,, you can’t,,, i like her :(”

- u choked on ur spit

- ur teacher choked on their spit

- your class choked on their spit

- bitch when??? i was such a mofo to u (your thoughts)

- honestly though, u weren’t complaining cause u liked him back

- so like the teacher decided not to move u cause

- “young love”

- and jaehyun asked u out right.there

- front. of. the. whole. class

- “will u do me the greatest honour and date me?”

- ‘jaehyun get off ur knees this isnt a proposal for marriage”

- “not yet ;)”

- ya but u do accept his love

- jaehyun likes kisses

- not pecks on ur forehead,cheek or nose

- he likes long, sensual kisses (yALL IT TOOK ME LIK 8 MINS TO WRITE THAT WITHOUT CRINGING)

- jaehyun treasures u, it may not sam like it cause he is always annoying you  but he truly believes that u r the one. 

- he once faceted u at 2am cause he “missed your face” 

- “jaehyu n we saw each other today and we have school tmrw jfc”

- total babe

- first date story time

- he wanted to make it special so he invited you over to the dorm and cooked his favourite meal for u

- then accidentally burnt himself

- and then set the heat alarm off

- and then burnt the meat

- hONestLy jAeHyuN

- its gucci though, cause you saved the day

- and y'all ended up ordering in pizza and watching netflix

- sometimes he texts u the weirdest things

- like he sent u a text a 1am saying

- “hey baby girl look out yo window, rapunzel is here for u”

- “jaehyun are you dumb? rapunzel is the princess”

- ou didn’t look out the window just for that tbh

- so jaehyun had to climc up ur wall and through your window

- its ok though cause y'all cuddled

- omg jaehyun loves to cuddle

- he likes spooning you and leaving little butterfly kisses on ur neck

- speaking of which…..



- he likes being all rough n roamy ;)))))))

- speaking of which x2…..


- honestly, he kinky as heLL

- anD doesnt even care

- he likes to try out new things

- “that look s cool can we try it”

- “no jaehyun thats nasty”

- but y'all end up trying it anyway




- moving on

- jaehyun sometimes appears behind u and whispers the weirdest pick up lines

- “if u were a booger, i’d pick u first”

- “do you like dragons? cause i’ll be dragon my ball across your face tonight ;)”

- sometimes u wonder why u agreed to date him

- your parents adore jaehyun

- they loVE HIM

- “aww sweetie when will you bring your bf again? he’s so sweet,caring,handsome,tall,perfe-”

- “y'all i gawdee”

- you’re low-key jealous of him though cause so!many!people!like!him

- he always gets 92893289 gifts on his bday/valentines day 

- and u just get one 

- but its gucci cause atleast its from him!!!!!

- when jaehyuns sad, he tends to cut people off and wanna be alone 

- you get that because everyone needs space

- but then he gets all clingy and whiny

- and it throws u off cause i??thought??you??wanted??to??be??alone??

- honestly dis boi is a mystery

- but he’s your mystery <3

- jaehyun loves you so much he wouldn’t trade u for anything cause he just loves u so much and suhushuhs he loves u ok

tis the end y'all

im gonna post neighbour!renjun next if i can


- emma


Safe Place (Anthony Ramos/Bullied!Short!Reader)

a request from @dianaftop !!!

They requested three fics: this is one of them!

dianaftop: on the Anthony Ramos x reader, the reader (me lol) meets Anthony in school while she was being bullied, because of the readers height. 

so here it is !!!!

hope you enjoy !!!

pssst I had to look up what a school day in America is like because I live in little old Wales ^^

also I used the name Annalise for a bully because I know a really horrible girl with that name so if that’s your name just replace it okay? :)

Safe Place (Anthony Ramos/Short!Bullied!Reader)

The school bell rings at 8:30, announcing yet another 7 hours of torture from your peers. You ttake a deep breath, steeling yourself up, and open the door. You groan as you see the crowd filling the hallway, all much taller than you. People are barging into you left, right and center, when all you wanted was to get to your locker!

Finally, you arrive at your locker - locker number 46 - and you freeze up as you notice something.

Scrawled across the metal door was a variety of insults.



Nobody likes you!

Just go die already, midget!



You look down at the floor, not wanting to let any of your abusers see how they had affected you. The corridor slowly empties as everyone leaves to homeroom, leaving you alone to cry silently. 

Quiet footsteps begin tapping down the hall and you involuntarily flinch, even though you know that your bullies would normally have shouted out to you by now.

The footsteps come to a halt beside you, and you turn away from the person, snivelling.

“Hey,” A hand rests on your shoulder. “Are you…okay? Is this your locker?”

The voice, a guy, was nice. Soothing. You unconsciously lean towards him, towards his hand.

“Yeah. This is my locker.” You whisper hoarsely.

“Look at me.” The guy says gently. You reluctantly tear your eyes away from the floor and-

Oh. He’s attractive, You think, and silently curse yourself in your head for noticing that when you’re upset. 

It was true though. A puff of curly brown hair, tied back in a low ponytail, sat atop a smiling, freckled face in a way that could only be described as cute. Cute in both a hot and an adorable way. He wore a deep blue polo-neck and tan trousers, and you stifled a smile when you saw a woven leather bracelet with a -was that a turtle?- charm around his wrist.

“My name is Anthony. Anthony Ramos. I’m new here.” He introduces himself, keeping one hand on your shoulder but offering his other hand to you.

“…(Name) (Last Name).” You mumble, shaking his hand. He surprises you by raising your hand to his lips to kiss. You flush bright red. Who even does that any more? You think, but you can’t say you didn’t like it.

“Now, why would anyone bully such a cute girl?” Anthony asks, cocking his head in puzzlement. You blush even brighter. Surely he was messing with you?

“…I don’t know. I guess I’m an easy target because I’m short and un-intimidating.” Your voice trembles on this. You let out a noise of shock when Anthony pulls you into a tight hug, resting his chin on your head.

“…You can cry if you want. I don’t judge.” He murmurs. The waterworks start and you bury your face into his chest as the tears start flowing freely. Anthony holds you and rocks you as you continue crying quietly. When you’re finished, he fishes a small pack of tissues out of his pocket and hands you one. You sniffle lightly.

“Why did you comfort me? I’m just a stranger.” You ask shakily. To your surprise, Anthony blushes and struggles to find the words.

“I…I don’t like seeing other people upset…but I thought you were really pretty so I really wanted to wipe away your sadness.” He stutters. He takes a deep breath and smiles at you. “Hey - I think we’ve pretty much missed Homeroom, so we may as well get to first lesson. What d'you have?”

“Um.” You pull your planner from your bag and squint at it. “Intermediate Theatre Arts with Mrs Miller.”

“Eyo! Same here!” He grins, a dimple in his cheek popping. “You’ll have to show me the ropes.”

You find it in yourself to smile at him. “I’d love to.”

Over time, Anthony became close friends with a group of people in your theatre class, Lin, Leslie, Renee, Jasmine, Phillipa, Daveed and Oak. However, you stayed his best friend all throughout the year. You were inseparable. He was always helping you, with your bullies, with your friendships, and even when you got into a fight with your mother halfway through the year, he let you stay with him and his family until you made up. He even took you to prom when nobody else would, despite Jasmine’s blatant crush on him and her hinting that she wanted to go with him. There was only one thing you didn’t confide in him with.


You know how cliche it is, but over the year, you managed to fall in love with Anthony. He was so sensitive, smart and kind that how could you not love him?

Now, on the final stretch of your final year, graduation is looming, and you still haven’t told hI’m.

Wednesday, last period. Music.

“Yo!” Your lanky, over-the-top best-friend-turned-crush sidles up behind you with his guitar on his back and wraps his arms around your neck in an affectionate, backwards hug. You smile and pat his hand.

“Hey, Ant. My freckled babe.” You tease. This was a joke between you two, in which you would call each other babe because you were so close and people thought you were dating.

“Hiya, babes.” He boops your nose. “What’s my favourite girl working on now?” He asks, reaching out to grab your music. You quickly snatch it out of his grasp.

“Uh-uh. I don’t think so.” You wiggle a finger at him. “It’s a surprise.“ 

“Aw.” Anthony pouts. “Can’t I see it? I’m your best friend.” He whines. You giggle.

“Like I said, it's a surprise, silly!" 

"Awww…okay.” He scrunches his nose up and shakes his head to get his curls out of his vision. “I’ll see you later.” He kisses your cheek, causing you to splutter unintelligibly.

He takes his guitar over to the far corner where nobody else is and begins strumming, focusing completely on the guitar. You watch him for a while. Every now and then he’ll look up, make a disgruntled expression and shake his head, muttering under his breath.

“Hey, Shortbus.” You hear, before a hand tugs on your hair and pulls your head back.

“Ah-ow!” You wince and look up. One of the school bullies, Annalise, is smirking down at you with a smug expression. 

“Aw, has the little midget got a cruuuush? Sorry, sweetie, but he’s way out of your league.” She cooes in a horrible tone. 

“Leave me alone, Annalise.” You mutter, but she scowls and yanks your hair again.

“I don’t think so. Now.” She glances at your music sheets. “What are these? Are you writing a song for lover boy?” Her eyes glitter as she swipes up your sheets and reads them. You gasp and reach out to grab them back, protesting. She glares at you, a cruel smile curling her lip. “Are you kidding? These songs are so cringy, Shortbus. Helpless?  The hell kind of song name is that?” She giggles.

“Annalise…” You beg. “Please, leave me alone.”

Annalise laughs. “Hell no. I’m going to go and show these to Anthony.”

“No-no no, please!” You plead, staring up at her. “Please!”

She smirks and sashays over to Anthony, saying something to him in a low voice and showing him your sheet music, the piece of your heart that you had poured into this song.

Anthony grabs the sheet off of her, eyes scanning every line. Annalise smiles triumphantly in your direction.

You expect an upset expression to cross Anthony’s face, for him to look disturbed, disgusted.

You do not expect his face to form into the widest smile you have ever seen. You do not expect for him to look this happy.

He looks up at you, halfway across the room, eyes alight and hopeful.

The bell rings, and you stand up quickly, trying to exit the room before anyone else. However - just your luck, some of the class gets out before you and you feel a hand grasp your wrist, keeping you behind.

Everyone leaves the room, including the teacher, and you’re stuck standing with Anthony holding onto your wrist. You sigh and turn to him.

“Anthony…” You begin.

“I love you!” He blurts out, and you freeze.

“I…what?” You look up at him in astonishment, and hope.

“I love you, so much. Please…was that song that Annalise showed me written for me?” He asks, eyes pleading. A slow, steady smile crosses your face.

“Yes.” You whisper, and Anthony lets out a loud whoop of laughter and pulls you close. “Anthony-”

“I love you, I love you, I love you!” He giggles into your hair, and you let out a short burst of laughter.

“I love you too!” You thread your fingers through his hair and laugh, burying your face into his shoulder. "I can’t believe that Annalise…was trying to bring a rift between us…but she failed and just brought us closer together!“ You say breathlessly.

Anthony pulls back from the hug and looks down at you, studying your expression. He seems to be deliberating something before he mumbles "To hell with it,” and crashes his lips onto yours. You gasp into the kiss and pull yourself closer to him, thumb caressing his cheek.

The kiss is short and sweet, and he pulls back with a laugh. “I’m your safe place.” He says.


Originally posted by jiminthebun

  • wowza
  • so youngjae died around the nineties and he seriously a c t s like it
  • still has the middle part with the weightless hair, likes denim on denim, probably has fond memories of tupac (he didn’t take certain news about him very well either rip)
  • hes been a ghost for quite a while so he’s seen a lot and he’s very knowledgeable about this new world he “lives” in but honestly since he only hears whatever from the people that live in the apartment he haunts his perception on some concepts are,,, skewed
  • basically hes either listening to twelve year old little boys yelling over a headset in call of duty or listening to a grandmother on the phone with her pre teen granddaughter who’s obsessed with this guy named jeon jungkook?? lmao youngjae watched the grandma google him a few minutes after she ended the call and honestly what’s up with the coconut hairstyle deep down he’s super jealous like this kid has more muscle than he did at his age
  • you moved into the house that he’s been haunting finally, after a kind old couple insist they’d feel better somewhere bigger and it’s perfectly sized for a twenty something in college
  • rent is okay, location is okay, and there’s even a cute boy who lives across the hall from you so it’s really a win-win-win
  • only thing is the couple stresses that sometimes the lights flicker around evening time, they can hear someone’s voice singing through the walls (at your petrified expression they quickly offer that it might be a neighbor), and that it always gets strangely cold in the kitchen past 10 pm
  • you think this is a given bc like, its an old af building and it’s been around for so long so it’s probably nothing bad. you can deal with that for what it’s worth
  • the cute boy who lives across from you is named yugyeom
  • hes a sophomore at your college and a dance major so he’s pretty much always in sweats and always drinking out of a bottle of water and more often than not his hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat
  • but he still looks so good wow
  • anyway yugyeom agrees to help you on the day you move in bc “neighbors help neighbors!!!” and youre really about to tell him no thanks don’t strain yourself cause he already looks deadbeat tired from dance practice but he says it with the cheesiest grin and he’s already got three boxes in hand and oh, he looks great from this angle pls continue
  • yugyeom ends up helping you move in way less time than you would have alone so you’re left with a few hours to spare before you tuck in for your first day of school tomorrow, lounging around on the couch as you procrastinate putting together your coffee table
  • (yugyeom offered to do that too but his eyelids were practically dropping so you gave him some brownies you baked while he bench-pressed your box of textbooks and he was knocked out cold in his apartment five minutes later)
  • you’re like just about to get up and do it when you notice that you’ve left the oven on
  • you rush into the kitchen to shut it off when you feel an icy breeze dance across your back and you’re like umm wtf
  • you recall being told it gets particularly cold around 10 but it’s barely 8 at night
  • you brush it off and shut off the oven, heading over to the living room to get to work
  • by the time you get the table together, it’s well dark outside and the moonlight is the only thing lighting your way through the house so you go to plug in a miscellaneous lamp
  • seconds after flipping the switch, youre met with a wide grin on the other side of the lampshade and a warm “hi!”
  • you nearly piss your pants screaming
  • there’s a (very cute) random guy in your apartment that you never noticed before and he’s screaming too and wow it’s not the time to mention it but this guy’s vocals are pretty solid
  • once you’re all screamed out, you just stare at the guy in shock as he does the same
  • “who are you?” you ask, reaching around you for a weapon
  • “youngjae! im your roommate!”
  • this guy is too cute to be crazy but alas
  • so you obviously explain like yo i didn’t sign for a roommate 
  • his smile comes back tenfold and he holds out a hand, “im the resident ghost of this apartment so don’t worry, no papers to sign”
  • you’re somewhere between shocked and really intrigued bc for sure he looks pretty pale in the lamp light but ghost?? as if
  • “prove it” you say it without thinking, suddenly not liking the options of how he’d exactly prove it
  • sure enough he picks the most dangerous option when he looks at your hand, which is clutched around the discarded screwdriver you had used to build your coffee table “stab me!”
  • you have like an out of body experience after he says this
  • you look down at your hand and you stare at the screwdriver, closing and opening your eyes a few times to center yourself
  • finally you look back up and he’s definitely still there, definitely still smiling and definitely still waiting for you to drive a fucking screwdriver through his chest
  • “that’s… this is a really weird way to get someone to kill you, you know. like. buddy" 
  • youngjae realized you’re not gonna go through with it on your own so he just kinda grabs your hand holding the screwdriver and boy is his hand cold as fuck
  • you wanna offer him a blanket or something but then he yanks your hand forward and the screwdriver is hilt deep in his heart
  • you gasp out in horror but he looks absolutely fine, helping you pull the screwdriver out and you note with awe that not only is there no blood, there’s no wound. he’s even giggling and rolling back on his butt as he watches your expression “see? dead as a doorknob. anywho, i usually like to get to know the people who live here gradually. you know, see what they like to watch, what they like to eat, who they bring home-” “WHAT” “i promise im not a peeping tom!! i usually stay in my corner of the kitchen and stuff but sometimes i get curious. i disappear when it gets inappropriate though”
  • soon youngjae is spilling how he died back in march 1996, when there was a fire in that part of the building. most of the floor was destroyed but gradually they had built it back up by the end of the decade and youngjae’s ghostly life came to be around that time
  • youngjae was also both happy and sad that he had been the only casualty and had he not gotten separated from his roommate he might’ve made it out
  • his story is brief but it still makes tears prick at the sides of your eyes
  • “i get kinda lonely when no one lives here, but the last couple was super sweet. they were pretty considerate about my tendency to fluctuate electricity and they always appreciated my singing" 
  • you’re somehow settled with the whole thing by this point, your interest piqued as you ask youngjae to sing for you
  • hes really shy and if he had any blood flowing through him, your sure he might blush
  • he eventually sings for you though, a lullaby his mother taught him apparently 
  • his voice is melodic and thanks to the fact that he’s a ghost, his voice carries in an otherworldly way that has you almost hypnotized
  • his voice was melancholic but sweet, slowly lulling you as you lay on the floor beside him, your eyes dropping shut
  • youngjae doesnt notice you’ve fallen asleep until he hears your light snores, and he smiles fondly at you before scooping you up and taking you to your bed, making sure to tuck you in tight and to turn off the lights "goodnight (y/n), sweet dreams”
  • you wake the next day warm, well rested, and totally convinced that youngjae was a dream until you look down and there he is, at the foot of your bed, curled around you like a puppy with eyes wide open and he greets you peppily "morning! you’re late for integral calculus”
  • you’ve never run so fast in your life
  • but sure enough youngjae becomes a part of your daily life
  • he wakes you up for school, warns you about dangers in the apartment you’d otherwise be clueless about, and helps you cook
  • his favorite thing is food and he’s always trying to cook
  • he shows you all the recipes he’s learned from every resident who has ever lived there, including one from a past college student who learned how to stir fry with ramen noodles, an onion, and some left over chicken nuggets from mcdonald's 
  • bc youre always so stressed from school, he finds singing you to sleep puts you out way quicker than anything else
  • gets jealous whenever yugyeom visits
  • OK BUT LIKE he pouts so bad whenever yugyeom comes over, especially when he’s half naked which is all the time
  • “why is he here again” “youngjae the power’s out at his place and he needs to finish an essay for school” “WHY CANT HE JUST DRIVE TWO MILES TO THE NEAREST STARBUCKS LIKE A NORMAL PERSON”
  • one time you and youngjae we’re spending “quality friend time” baking cupcakes when yugyeom came over after practice dripping in sweat with just a tank top and shorts on asking for a cupcake and even smirked at you and went “these are nowhere as sweet as you” and youngjae nearly beat him to death with a baking pan but thankfully yugyeom didn’t notice you lean your hand against the floating pan in panic
  • you’d rather not have ghost yugyeom haunting you too lol
  • uses outdated phrases to talk to you sometimes
  • “how do i look in this dress, jae?” “rad as always, dudette 😎” “you’re literally asking to get punched youngjae”
  •  you jokingly tell youngjae hes a bad influence on you bc he always manages to keep you up to like 2am and he takes it the wrong way and is like “:(( do you want to stop talking to me? should i leave you alone?” and you’re like nO OH YM GDO I DIDNT MEAN IT LIKE THAT I LOVE YOU
  • and then youngjae blushes super hard like “you love me?”
  • and you realize your mistake
  • “I-i mean… what i meant to say was-”
  • he just smiles and winks at you “im just teasing, you’re such a square”
  • deep down even though he’s laughing it off he really wishes he was alive so you could see him that way
  • bc god does he daydream about kissing you when you’re walking around in your underwear, toothpaste all over your mouth and sleep still in your eyes
  • he wishes he could touch you without you jumping in reaction to his cold temperature
  • he wishes you could look at him as more than just some ghost who’ll pass on one day
  • he realizes that the reason he can’t necessarily move on is because he hasn’t quite found someone who won’t leave him behind
  • he feels like you could be it
  • he hopes you are because he never wants to forget you
  • but he hopes you aren’t because once he finds his purpose, he’s gone
  • “i hope you never leave” he admits one night, laying beside you in bed as you smile sleepily at him 
  • “even when i’m married with kids older than i am now?”
  • he bites back a bitter laugh, shutting his eyes so you don’t see the sad shine in them
  • “…yeah, even then”

other ghost!got7


imaginary friend!mark




seventeen hogwarts houses

this has been done so many times but I can never seem to find one I really agree with so I’m making my own with justifications ok.

this ended up at 1.8k which is more than i wrote for my last essay and if that doesn’t say something about my priorites and motivation then idk what does.

also last thing i promise but i do mtls for seventeen, bts, exo and knk so ask me stuff pls i rly enjoy doing it :)

alternatively; a surprisingly effective method of first learning about a kpop group, 10/10 would recommend.

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-yooooo a vernon soulmate AU would be the bommmmmbbbbbbbbb this blog is great man i love it so much ~<3
- yo legit a soulmate! hansol would bring light to my life <3

  • everyone you knew was very interested in your soulmate tattoo
  • they almost pitied you 
  • because sadly the only thing on your wrist was ‘Oh’
  • and how in the world were you going to find your soulmate when all they say is ‘Oh’?
  • it’s always bothered you but the older you got the more you thought that you would probably say the first words to your soulmate
  • because maybe they were just so surprised knowing you were their soulmate?
  • so okay to the great day
  • one day your mom HAD to drag you along to the wedding of a friend of her
  • you dressed up nicely
  • as ‘dressed up’ as you got anyway
  • you were imagining it would be a long day seeing that most of your mom’s friends were, well, adults
  • and you were def not an adult and of course they’d shove you at the kids table to play baby sit of the little ones
  • you arrived and saw that this was def not a small wedding, and as you guessed the food was a little too chic to your taste
  • all fancy and 5 stars food you definitely didn’t like
  • the food wasn’t the only thing you foresaw 
  • you were indeed put at the kids table
  • BUT an advantage was you got kiddo food which was at least tasty, like fries and stuff
  • sadly all kids you saw were all younger than you, some probably not even potty-trained
  • you talked to this smart girl named Sophia who could speak English thank god 
  • the food was about to arrive when you saw a guy, who looked more your age, rush over to your table
  • he seemed to be coming exactly to you?
  • “Sophia please tell me there’s still some space here because I can’t hear another story about politics and especially not while eating that food…”
  • You were amused to say the least because even when you had to babysit these kids at least you were spared from the ‘grown ups table’
  • “Hansolllll you joined me after all! I told you here’s where the magic happens”
  • you wanted to get yourself in the convo, because honestly he looked like such a funny guy
  • “No joke that kid over there has ‘the magic eye’ in him and read my palms. Apparently something amazing will happen to me in the near future.”
  • “Oh.”
  • you were getting scared that you said something wrong seeing he was kind of staring at you now
  • you had no idea what to do because not only was he staring but also kind of? observing you? making faces?
  • “Are you gonna keep staring or…?”
  • it looked like he finally got out of his trance
  • at the same time you realised it
  • this strange boy is your soulmate, your eyes widened as well
  • Sophia spoke up because you two were just too shocked
  • “Just do something please! You’re soulmates come on!”
  • so what does Hansol do?
  • you guessed it he goes for a high five
  • also he asked your name and stuff the important stuff
  • you had mad fun at the wedding though while your parents were probably so bored
  • you got to know each other while eating the kiddo food (which was pretty great)
  • he got less and less awkward as the night evolved and tbh by the time you had to leave you felt like you’d known him whole your life
  • afterwards you heard from your parents that apparently you could’ve met him years earlier but you never wanted to go to parties of your mom’s work
  • meeting Hansol was def the best thing ever to happen to you


anonymous asked:

anymore philip/theo headcanons tho because im Officially Trash for it


  • phillip did NOT inherit alex’s mad lady skills and is, in fact, an awkward blustery mess around theo. so she asks him out first. hes head over heels tbh
  • alex sits phillip down soon after he and theo start seeing each other. “son. its time to have a talk.” “about the birds and the bees? because mom did that when i was like ten” “no. about the bees and BURRS DAUGHTER, PHILLIP……”
  • in all honesty tho having their kids get married would kind of force ham and burr to chill out a little bit around each other like they cant really fight anymore. well they can. but in subtler ways. like hamilton eating the last piece of pecan pie at thanksgiving even tho he hates pecans, purely bc burr likes them
  • mixing this with elams a little bit. laurens and eliza LOVE theodosia right frm the start and alex is like “um..? am i the only one?? who is freaking out?? this is burr’s spawn”  and laurens is like “yo babe chill. shes very cool and she likes my turtle drawings”
  • alex warms up to her very quickly though because shes MUCH more opinionated than burr is and even if they dont always agree, alex respects someone he can argue with more than someone who’s noncommital
  • theo and phil are the most doting parents ever which is really saying something considering how THEIR parents were
  • im reiterating the hc someone had a couple days ago where theo and phillip have twin boys and name them alex and aaron, and im adding on that if this were a musical burr and hamilton would sing a reprise of ‘dear theodosia’ while holding their new grandsons, but in the style of ‘farmer refuted’ where they sing at the same time and overlap in key places
  • theo and phillip’s first date is really chill and lowkey and involves a picnic in the park and flower crowns
Baby Talk. Spencer Reid x Reader.

Originally posted by loving-criminal-minds

The swat team ran in, you and the other BAU members following close behind. Each room was checked, someone shouting clear to tell the others that the rooms were safe. You and Morgan stopped outside one of the upstairs bedrooms, Morgan going in front of the door so he could kick it in. A loud crash sounded through the house when his foot made contact with the door, you charging in gun raised as you scanned the room. Realising the room was not completley empty you called the others in, telling it was clear of the Unsub but not of his latest victims.

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anonymous asked:

Prompt: Alya interviews chat and ladybug and asks if the famous dark Cupid kiss was real or a rumor - aka: how chat finds out they kissed

I meant to post this on valentine’s day but oops

wordcount: 797
rating: g

“Pound it!” the duo said in unison and bumped their fists together, chests rising with heavy breaths. Both had hair stuck to their foreheads with sweat, and big white grins on their faces. Another job well done.

“Ladybug! Chat Noir!”

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Power Couple (Chato Santana)

words: 1,854

request:  El diablo X reader when their introducing everyone reader is polled in with chains all badass like and Diablos just all damn and they become a couple and later like the bar scene digger asks reader if she has any tattoos and she shows him one right under her bust and diablo gets super jelly

requested by: anon

tagging: @aya-fay

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Imagine getting jealous when you meet Mike’s ex-girlfriend at his high school reunion

(A/N: For @sergeantdodds, @treeleaf and all the anons who ask about Mike Dodds. I’ve learnt my lesson and now understand that I shouldn’t make you all wait too long for a Mike imagine ;). Next one won’t be too long of a wait. I hope you all enjoy this though.) 

Imagine getting jealous when you meet Mike’s ex-girlfriend at his high school reunion

“Will you stop pouting?” Mike sighed, keeping his eyes on the road but stretching out his arm and giving you a nudge.

“Are you going to turn this car around?” you countered, opening one eye to look at him and folding your arms across your chest.

“No.” he stated.

“Then you have your answer.” You shot back, leaning into your chair and shutting your eyes once again.

“Can you at least pretend you’re excited?” he sighed.

“If you let me sleep on the way there. I can muster up the energy to be excited.” You commented.

“Y/N, this is important to me…” he began to say.

“I know,” you sighed, you had this guilt trip all week, “But Mikey how excited to do you expect me to be after a sixteen hour shift? I know you want me to meet your high-school friends before the wedding but does it have to be today? Why can’t we invite them to a bar or something?”

“Because this is easier. I don’t have to plan and everyone will be there.” He explained that for him felt like the umpteenth time, “And anyway the fact that you’re tired on a Friday night is your own fault, Detective.”

“How so, Sarge.” you questioned, straightening up now as you were fully awake and suddenly not tried.

“Well, you’re the one that slept in the day when schedules were being figured out.” He pointed out.

“Someone could have woken me up.” You pointed out.

“Someone tried.” He smirked, turing to look at you momentarily.

“But I’ve met your friends from school.” You whined.

“Yeah, but not my football friends.” He countered.

“Oh yeah! You were on the football team. What were you again? A quarterback?” You remembered.

“Left tackle.” He corrected.

“So not important?” You joked.

“Everyone is important. You have to play as a team and a team doesn’t work unless everyone knows their role and knows it’s important.“

"Please don’t give me another lecture about teamwork like you did at work a couple weeks ago!” You protested.

“Sorry,” he apologised, “Anyway, I need you to meet my football friends because they’re all coming to the wedding.“

"Why?” You inquired, pulling a face.

“Because after our last game we all promised each other that we would be invited to each other’s wedding.” He explained.

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EXO Emergency #WeNeedtoBond Ft. NCT

Suho: First I want to say thank you all for coming out to the meeting tonight. It really means alot to me.

Chanyeol: You turned off the WiFi.

Sehun: You took my door off of its hinges.

Chen: Pretty sure you’re hiding my eye drops too.

Suho: *ignores* Anywayyy moving on, this is a very special meeting because we have NCT here!

Taeyong: Hey everyone!

Ten: Thanks for inviting us.

Kyungsoo: *eating popcorn* Yo TY! come sit by me.

Kai: But I’m sitting here.

Kyungsoo: It’s okay… You can move.

Xiumin: They’re so cute!

Taeil: I prefer being called talented. I’m the next great voice of SM Entertainment. Do you all want to hear my song?

Suho: Sure.

Jaehyun: *whispers* God no.

Taeil: *proceeds to sing the same stale crusty verse for the umpteenth time while NCT is forced to clap along*

Baekhyun: I like you. You remind me of myself when I was a kid.

Taeil: You’re only 2 years older than me.

Baekhyun: I only recently grew up.

Suho: Getting back on track, Chen call Lay out of his room. He took some of the NCT kids out earlier to mentor them.

Chen: I hope I don’t run into a wall on my way to his room on account of the facT THAT I CAN BARELY SEE WITHOUT MY EYEDROPS RIGHT NOW!

Suho: Yeah so if you could get him now that would be nice.

Chen: Ughh *leaves*

Suho:  Everyone relax! Talk to each other! I want us all to become not only friends but brothers! Just say whatever comes to mind. Kai I’ll start with you.


Kai: Um…so….do any of you like dog—


Suho: MOVING on to D.O.

Kai: *whispers* Sorry

D.O.: Okay let me see…*surveys faces*

DO.: Yuta!

Yuta: *eager* Yes!

D.O.: Go pop another bag of popcorn for me and TY, this one is getting low.

Yuta: *mutters* I didn’t leave Japan for this *goes and makes popcorn*

Lay: *enters with the China Line of NCT*

Lay: I was just giving the boys some advice, sorry to be late

Suho: See? Lay took the initiative and took the boys under his wings.

Chen: Have YOU ever taken any of the boys under your wing?

Suho: Well no but I was consideri—

Chanyeol: Nuff said

Kyungsoo: I just want point out that I have been friends with Taeyong for a while now. So I’m exempt from being shamed.

Kai: You only became friends with him because I’m dating Krystal, and Taemin is too busy to keep hanging ouOWWW!!

Jaemin: *to Jeno* Did D.O. just kick Kai’s leg?

WinWin: *to Lay* Is this the abuse you warned us about?

Lay: *to WinWin* No not yet.

Kai: He just kicked me!

Baekhyun: It’s okay. You deserved it.

Lay: *to WinWin* There it is

Sehun: Can this meeting wrap up?

Chen: It’s almost like you have a quota you have to fill of 7 pointless meetings a month or something

Suho:  Hahahaha

Xiumin: Don’t be so hard on him Chen, that would be crazy.

Suho: Well actually it’s 6 meetings I have to have a month so…

Chen: *smirks*

Xiumin: I give up.

Taeyong: Well I think we’ll leave and head back to the dorms. Thank you for inviting us for…um for whatever this meeting was about *NCT starts to get up to leave*

Suho: Anytime!

Sehun:*calls out* Hey Mark if you ever need help with your rap lyrics just let me know!

Mark: Okay, I’ll try not to!


Sehun: Fair

Suho: Goodnight guys! *closes door behind them*

Suho: Aw look at all of you still sitting here. You all usually run out of the meetings.

Chanyeol: I need the WiFi back on

Sehun: I want my door


Kai: And I can’t actually move

Suho: Kai, I expect snarky remarks from the others but never you.

Kai: I’m sorry, I’ll just go silently drag my body across the floor back into my room.

Suho: Better

Kyungsoo: Hey Kai! *throws bowl of popcorn at his head* Put this bowl in the sink when you pass through the kitchen.

Kai: *whispers* I hate you all

Suho: Weird. That’s usually my line.

Baekhyun: Lines? I didn’t know you got those




Suho: I hate you, I hate you all.


Get to know YORKE.

There’s not a lot about him so I thought I’d compile a list about him for those who want to know! Let’s show him some love! He’s still a pretty big mystery though, tol child needs to talk about himself more. Made with help from @mynameisyorke

  • No one knows his real name, brings new meaning to “My name is YORKE.” compared to just “YORKE.” (though someone called his real name out once and he thought they were calling for him XD)
  • Born April 25, 1979 (37 as of 2016)
  • His twitter says he hasn’t decided a hometown and his birthplace hasn’t been mentioned
  • 49 is used as a pun involving him as his name よ(“yo” or “4”) and く(“ku” or “9”) is literally “49”
  • His old signature was a hand with a 49 in it
  • Self-taught himself painting and 3D art
  • Had a one-man exhibition in 2004 (age:25) that sold out
  • In 2005, he spent the year painting with local musicians in the USA
  • In 2006, he had a painting DVD called “Puzzle City” showcasing his live paintings as he compared Tokyo to a puzzle
  • Was in miyavi’s KAVKI BOYS in 2007 and toured with them, painting along the way
  • Collaborated with DJ Hanger for BAKUHATSU!!MAN (really interesting videos!)
  • Bartended at 19 and is around when his name YORKE. originated
  • Got fired from his part-time job from stopping to watch the basketball game instead of selling snacks
  • Likes Minecraft
  • Got his teeth fixed between when Capture came out and Veni Vidi (He’s got a cute smile either way)
  • Star Wars nerd
  • Favorite food is strawberries
  • Loves children and teaching them painting
  • Painted an artbus to be donated for handicapped indonesian kids
  • Marvel nerd too
  • Plays piano and guitar
  • Has a brother and niece? Not sure if he’s a biological brother or not.
  • Has done other outside collaboration work like YORKE.xVANQUISH and Ca et laxYORKE. “LooserDogg”
  • Never believed in Santa as a kid but really loves Christmas
  • Tattoos: Star on right thumb (iconic), a blue and a red rose and anchor with a banner that says “1979” on his upper right arm, skull and crossbones on inside of left wrist, a cross on his left forearm, a banner that says “OBSERVER” on his left forearm and and a flying bird underneath that banner, another star on the same side as the bird, and a little jewel next to the bird as well.
  • Plays basketball
  • Wanted to be a tree as a kid (He’s tall enough at least)
  • Hosts a 20~ min. radio show “Garden Gate” at 1:30am Wednesday morning
  • Is a night owl, especially now that he has Garden Gate and it airs so late, he passes the time after doing things like playing Minecraft
  • Favorite game as a kid was climbing the jungle gym. Leading into the next-
  • Most memorable memory, “falling off”
  • First thing he does when waking up is remember his dreams
  • His favorite artists are Pablo Picasso, Horst Janssen, Chinami NAKAJIMA
  • Favorite song as of 2007 was Redemption song by Bob Marley
  • His ideal woman: “Warm heart, cool head”
  • He respects and is most influenced by his father
  • Loves Disney and has a bunch of tsumtsums
  • Likes mannequins

EXTRA (because birdie insisted ->-):

blblblblblblbl ( cutie~ )


•  alright so honestly this relationship is going to be too cute shit wait i need a moment ,,, 

•  the way you met was in a mall while you were taking your younger cousin for a little bonding trip w just the two of you 

• but you just stopped for five  minutes at little burgundy to check out some shoes when the child just suddenly disappears and you’re like hw AT THE FUK C 

• so you’re frantically searching the mall showing strangers a picture of your cousin asking if they’ve seen them and you’re sweating profusely bc thEIR MOM IS GOING TO KILL YOU 

• but suddenly someone tells you that they saw a kid that looked similar to the one in the picture over at the little indoor playground on the other !! side !!!! of the fucking mall !!!!!!!!!! 

• so you’re sprinting over there and guess what sight greeted you 

• your cousin :)) without a care in the world :))) conversing w some dressed up mascot near the ball pit and they seem like they don’t ever want to leave 

• so you’re walking over there and your cousin sees you and prays to god bc this child knOW S they’ll be getting an earful from the whole trip until you reach the house for your weekly sunday family dinners or smth

• so you’re like to the mascot “thanks for looking after them and sorry for being a bother, we’ll be taking our leave” so while you’re walking away and nagging this child abt running off without permission, the mascot was starting towards you in an attempt to say smth

• but some mother and her four year old child approach him for a picture so he’s just watching you disappear into the crowd and is thinking that he’s probably never gonna see you again 

• but WAIT

• it’s gonna be 11 in the evening and you’re in the mood for some instant ramen but there’s none in the cupboard so you’re like agh shit looks like i gotta go get some at the corner store 

• so you went but halfway back to your house after buying your midnight snack, you realized that going out at this time of night was anything BUT a smart idea and the street lights were flickering and no one was on the street and barely any cars were passing by 

• it was scary as fuck so you’re just hoping to jesus and mother mary and the holy spirit that youll get back to your house without a hassle while holding on tight to your ramen bc u can’t spell ramen w/o amen amirite ¬‿¬

• but someone just suddenly taps your shoulder and you’re like shit should i turn around ohymgo d im gonna die tonight rip bye y'all

• but it’s lee seokmin clad in denim jeans, high top converse, and a crew neck sweater 

• hes like “it’s dangerous for a lady to be walking around at this time !!!” and you’re like lmao idek this kid and seokmin being the nice person he is, offers to walk you home 

• you obviously protest at first like yO ive never seen you onCE, how can i trust you to walk me home and how do i know you’re not a serial killer, which seokmin finds is completely reasonable to question bc when some random guy shows up offering to walk you home at 11pm ,,, even he can’t deny it sounds kind of shady 

• but this kid is gonna be honest w you all like “i wasn’t ready for a follow up question so i can’t really answer ,,, but my conscience is just telling me to walk you home ?????” tbh its not a sufficient excuse but you’re tired as fuck and want nothing more than to eat so you’re like lmao good enough 

• it’s a silent trip on the way back but seokmin just decides to pipe up like “that kid w you last Sunday,,, are they your sibling ???" 

• and you’re like what how do you know abt that and it turns out that he was the mascot guy at the mall looking after your cousin 


• but still, you kinda feel bad bc the child was probably annoying the shit out of him while you were on the hunt so you ask if there’s anything you can do to repay him or whatever and he’s like "show up to the ball pits again next time you’re free and bring ur cousin !!!!" 

• when you reach your house, he gives you his number telling you to text him back when you’re good to go and ends off the night w a smile sO bRIGHT YOU NEARLY WENT BLIND HOLY SHIT 

• since you and your cousin live super close, they visit really often even if it’s just for a snack or their internet is down while your wifi’s connection is great 

• but they come over and you’re like "aye the mascot man wants us to come back to the ball pits whenre u free”

• and this kid is like “ahhhh the mascot man ??? he thought you were cute lmao” and you just go fucking red like – 

• so you text seokmin telling him that you’re free next saturday and this boy is literally so excited he adds little smiley faces at like the end of each word 

• "hey, my cousin and i are good for saturday !! is that a good time for you ??“ 

• ” ahh Saturday :DDD sounds good to me :DDD see ya there :DDDDDD"

• you spent all week planning for this okay, you have had an outfit prepared since Tuesday, you saved your paycheck from your job so you could probably treat seokmin and ur third wheeling cousin to ice cream like everything wAS A-OK

• but on the day of, you get a call from your aunt saying that this child suddenly went down w the flu so they can’t go hang out today so you’re like “ah okok s'all good, that means it’s only gonna be me and seokmin then ,,,, wAIT SHIT ITS ONLY GONNA BE ME AND SEOKMIN”

• this has you nervous as fuck but it’s too late to back out now fham, you agreed to meet at 12:30 and it is now 11:45, so rip, u ded, clocking urself out is no longer an option 

• so you head over to the mall and he’s sitting on the bench by the indoor playground and he sees you and greets you w that signature bright as the sun smile and you couldn’t help but internally scream bc he was so !! fucking !!!! cute !!!!!!

• but he’s looking around all like “ahhh, where’s ur cousin so and so ?????” and you just tell him that they’re sick and tbh he’s v concerned like awh man D: tell em i said get better !! 

• but lowkey, he’s slightly happy that it was just the two of you for today bc 1) he doesn’t want ur cousin to feel like a third wheel, 2) he just wants you to himself for the day okay he has developed a crush 

• so you go around yenno, get some food, buy some clothes, talk A LOT and before you know it, it’s already 6 in the evening and you gotta go home awh man it was fun 

• hOWEVER seokmin is like “this was a great trip, lets do it again sometime !!!” and ur like aight but he’s like “not just a hangout thing tho ,,, like ,,, a date —– i mEAN IF YOURE OKAY W IT THO I —" 

• when he gets all flustered, you just internally clutch your heart bc hoNEStly, wHO WOULD SAY NO TO THIS FRAGILE LIL BEAN AWH

• the way he confesses to you is on New Years and he obvs invited you to hang out AGAIN and since your fham wasn’t all gung-ho abt New Years, you were like sure thang lets meet at this place see ya 

• idk why all these aus take place during winter id rather it be spring w cherry blossoms but aNYHOE 

• so you’re maneuvering through a bustling crowd like shit god damn seokmin what were you thinking, i- the crowds ,,,

• you’re calling him on his cell phone all like whERE YOU AT, but you bump into one person and it turns out to none other than leE seoKMIN !!!!! 

• this is gonna be like an anime moment okay where the main protagonists realize that they’re deeply in love or some shit bc he’s standing there in basically the same outfit he wore on the first night you met and you’re also standing there, w your hands stuffed into your pockets, huffing and puffing bc of the busy crowd and he can actually sEE your breath while you deeply exhale and literally the only thought invading his mind at that moment was "shit, you’re god damn beautiful”

• he just takes this as the perfect moment to confess his feelings and while people are chanting the countdown, he just leans in to whisper in your ear, “how would you feel right now if i asked you to be my girlfriend”

• and right afTER HE SAID IT, the New Years fireworks are lit and they illuminate the sky in various colours while people are cheering and doing whatever they do after the clock strikes 12 and you’re just standing there while seokmin awaits your answer and you honestly just hug him and nod yes against his coat and aG H SHIT WAIT I NEED TO SIT DOWN

• he makes a lot of jokes ,,,,,


• probably the very first one he told was having dinner with your family when they finally acknowledged him as your boyfriend

• everything was silent ,,, your mom just kept encouraging everyone stuff like not to be shy, eat to your hearts content, hows the potato salad or smth while your dad is just picking at his food and eyeing seokmin every once in a while

• he sensed how awkward everything was so he was like “guys ,,,, what did the pirate say when he turned 80 ,,,,” and everyone’s like ‘wot’ and you’re like holy shti seokmin pls dONT-

• “aYE MATEY !!11!!1″

• your family loved him after that ,,,, 

• he’s literally the light of your life okay his smile aside, his energy is just contagious and he always wants to keep you motivated so he encourages you a lot to do your best and gets you back on track when you’re studying and get distracted and literally what would you do without lee seokmin

• okay okay so to the cute parts,,,,, kiSSES SHIT I GTG I HVANET EVEN STARTED YET

• not really the type for passionate kisses, unless he wants to fuck around but usually he just gets straight to the point and gives a little peck or smth

• idk what an eskimo kiss is but lets say he does that bc the word eskimo sounds cute and so is seokmin


• maybe a month and a half after you start dating, you are suddenly struck w the realization that you know nothing about him

• yeah you know his birthday, you met some of his friends, and his parents love you but he doesn’t tell you abt his hoBBIES

• so one day you ask him about it on a date while walking through the park like “what do you like”

• he planned on answering smth cute or cheesy like “do you mean who ? bc then i can say you lmao ;)))” but that is embarrassing af and you didn’t really need to clarify yourself for him to properly answer the question

• he was like “well ,,,, i sing ,,,” and you’re literally like ah so you can sing :))) nice :))) ,,,,,,,,


• however, to your convenience :)))) there was some random guy playing guitar on a park bench and you usually dont request for him to do things that he’s not comfortable with but you really ! want !! to hear !!! him sing !!!!! so you’re like go sing w guy on the bench

• you thought he was gonna go protest like “ aHhhhh nOOOooO i couldn’t possibly !!11!1 ./////.”

• but to your surprise, he’s like sure and he sits down beside the guy asking if he can sing along and he starts and shIT IF HIS VOICE IS NOT THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING YOU’VE EVER HEARD IN YOUR LIFE THEN ——-

• seokmin and the guitarist made a good duo so it attracted attention so while he’s there having the time of his life, before he knew it, a whole crowd had gathered around and he’s like ohmy whats this ,,,,, ;)))))

• so after that event that happened in the park, he constantly sings to you whether it be on another date or you’re just hanging around at your houses, but you will actually never let him go a day without having to hear his voice

• when its 3am in the morning and you’re feeling restless, you text him if he’s still awake and to your surprise, he still is

• you ask him why he’s still up but he doesn’t really have a particular reason ,,, however when he asks you why YOURE up, you just answer him saying like you can’t sleep or the movie you watched before bed scared the shit out of you

• so, likewise, this boy offers to SING :))) 

• hes gonna call and even through the phone when you could hear a few cars driving past or drunken voices flooding the background bc of his wild neighbour having another house party through the other end of the line, his voice puts you almost right to sleep and when you’re dozing off and he thinks you’re already asleep, he’s gonna whisper 

• “have a good night, i love you” and he hangs up

• that was the first time he eVER SAID THAT OK AND HONESTly you keep the fact that you heard it a secret bc if seokmin told you that thinking that you were asleep, he obviously didn’t want you to just bLATANTLY mention it but he low-key knew you were still awake and did it on purpose bc he loves you that much shit ok i need to drink some water bye guys


anonymous asked:

For my prompt I want you to do YOU. Make some crazy super self indulgent fic JUST FOR YOU. Smother yourself in some bone boys even MORE than the fics you've made already in a saucy ooc one-shot. Who is your favorite bone daddy? Treat yo self, sugar ♡

this prompt is just. it’s been sitting in my inbox for a while and it’s been TORTURE not being able to get to it. i have never laughed so hard in my life. thank you, ‘nonny. i’m glad you gave me a chance to be completely selfish and make a fic based on what i like. 

i hope you get a kick out of it, too. ;)

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Pairing: UF!Sans/Reader

Summary: You’re just a little shy. Sans is stubborn. This is a recipe for disaster.

It was close to midnight and you…were lost.

Okay. So. Maybe trying to find the cute flower you saw growing in the midst of the Snowdin forest wasn’t a good idea. You thought it would’ve been a nice thing to show Sans. Maybe to appeal to his better nature. As edgy and cool as he acted, there was a soft and squishy side to him, you just knew it. And you’d really hoped that you could come up with some impromptu speech about humans to win him over while staring at it blossoming despite the cold and harsh conditions of its environment.

Well, plan backfired, because some jerk had uprooted it just for fun. What the hell was wrong with this place?

As punishment for dragging him out in the middle of nowhere, Sans now refused to tell you which way home was. You expected nothing less. This was the guy that once bought out the entire store’s stock of monster candy just so you wouldn’t get any because you accidentally washed out his favorite red shirt. He wasn’t really known for being forgiving.

Still. You were going to make him eat those words. You’d get home, leave him hanging, and refuse to go on another (not!) date with him for a full week if he didn’t shape up and apologize for his childishness.

(Was that hypocritical? Probably.)

You stood at the base of the nearest tree and ran your hand along the bark. This one felt…different? Oh, who were you kidding! You had NO CLUE where to go from here! Everything looked the same! Dead and gray!

You went to make a witty retort when you realized that your companion was blatantly giving you a once-over.

Oh. Hell. No.

You whipped your head back around and tried to stifle your blush. Was Sans…interested in you? You were, but this wasn’t the time!

You bit your lip and steeled yourself. Stopped in your tracks. His crunching footsteps along the snow came to a sudden halt.

“Can you stop ogling me for five seconds so we can get home before I freeze to death? I don’t know where I’m going!”

He grinned. “might be fun. why’re you in such a hurry, anyway? we got lots of time…alone….”

OH GOD. ABORT, ABORT!!! You were going to overheat at this rate! He couldn’t see how flustered you were, or he would never let you live it down!

Play it off. Make him think that you were as cool as a cucumber. “Ew. Absolutely not.” NICE. You could FEEL the stab to his heart as he grunted in response to your clipped tone. “Just tell me which turn we take.”

Sans crossed his arms and glanced over to the side. “might know, for the right price.”

This wasn’t…happening, was it? Really? Was this…flirting??? You didn’t know what to say at this point. The Sans you knew had never been…forward, and never this blatant. What had gotten into him?

As much as you…thought that maybe there was a little part of you that wanted this…you decided to deflect instead. Because. It was just. Easier that way.

“You know what? I think I’ll just take the cold and lonesome death route after all. I might just end up resetting.”

That hadn’t happened yet. It probably wouldn’t ever come to that, if you were being serious. In this place, the monster’s magic had no effect on you. Only healing magic – something that was incredibly rare and looked down upon – seemed to change your physical form and get rid of your injuries. Every other kind of magic, from blue to orange, was all ineffective.

“and if you don’t, we can meet over and over again ‘til you give in.”

You spluttered. “Y-You’re such a jerk.”

“that what you’re into?”

You broke away from the conversation and went back to tromping through the snow. You were glad that you were bundled up for the weather, but now your fierce flush was making you way too hot to keep your scarf nestled along the curve of your neck. He was. He was evil. He was doing this just because he’d somehow figured out that you had A Thing for him. Maybe he thought he could use it to his advantage.

“HOW did this even happen honestly. You hated me before. I think I liked it better when you tried to kill me.”

Sans let out a long laugh behind you, the rumbling timbre of it sending your stomach in knots. “if ya really miss it, we can do both. make a break for the woods n’ hide. and if i catch you…you’re gonna have a bad time.”


“Are you serious???”

You turned around to gape at him. He had a hand up. Index finger shot up. Then his middle. “one…two…”

“You are serious!”

You did exactly what you said you weren’t going to do: you ran.

Sans kept counting. The wind settled down earlier as soon as the synthetic sunlight dipped below the horizon to blanket the woods in comforting darkness. It was easy to detect everything this late at night. Movement. Sound. Your senses were hyperaware as you tore through the rows and rows of trees, knowing full well that the falling snow would help in covering your tracks. Where could you even hide? There was nowhere to go? And why were you entertaining this little game of his?

Wait. A game.

That…was all this was.

Oh. This was just really convenient timing, wasn’t it?! The DAY that you slipped up and mentioned to Alphys how you didn’t think Sans was all that bad, suddenly he started hitting on you? Ooooh, you almost FELL for it, too! You were going to kill the both of them. They probably laughed about it for hours in her lab and concocted this huge plan to humiliate you. Make you feel like you were actually…that he would want to…

You slowed down just enough to take a real hard look at what you were doing. Why? Why did you let them do this to you? Your chest ached painfully as you felt frustrated tears climbing their way up from the lump in your throat to your puffing eyes. You knew that you were soft, but you thought you’d gotten past all of the underhandedness since you’d gotten to know them.

“heh heh heh. you give up?” Crunch. Crunch. Pause. “can’t say i’m surprised. must be freezin’ out here. but i’ve got an idea on how to warm ya up.”

You had your back to him, hands clenched into fists. “Please tell me how to get home.”

“nah, you lost. think this means i collect on your uh, outstanding balance.” He took a few steps forward. “never really did see the appeal of betting. never had somethin’ i wanted. think i understand now.”

You whipped around and your lower lip trembled. “Take me HOME, Sans!”

You watched the disappointment flit across his face. The crack on his skull seemed to widen as his pupils constricted just the slightest. But he eventually managed to get himself back to normal. Hands shoved in his pockets. A pained and twisted grin on his face.

“heh, alright, alright. don’t get your panties in a bunch. let’s get goin’.”


Sooooo awkward.

You trailed behind him, crossing your arms to block out the chill of the weather and the cold realization from earlier that settled on your shoulders. Sans didn’t say a word the entire trip back into town. Which was strange, considering whenever you two were together all he ever wanted to do was bitch and moan about something.

The both of you came to a crossroads. Your place was to the right, his to the left. You wanted to say something. To tell him that what he did tonight wasn’t funny. To say that what you disclosed to Alphys was private and that he shouldn’t have used it against you.

Sans never gave you a chance. He took off straight for his place, leaving you lingering at the lamppost with your hand resting on your chest.


For the rest of the week, he actively avoided you. The nerve! He was the one in the wrong, and he was taking it out on you?! You went along with your business, pretending not to notice, but fully aware of the laughing whispers of the town as they ruminated on your guys’ lack of contact. He was almost always with you if he wasn’t working, and a lot of people made it a running joke that he was like your shadow.

Not having him around was…different.

After running some errands around town, including picking up some essentials for the brother’s household (whenever you two were on speaking terms again), you decided that maybe you would take a quick lunch break at Grillby’s.

The atmosphere was tense as soon as you walked in the room. Some accusing murmurs from the crowd. What was going on? You tried your best to ignore their hard stares before settling in on a half-booth near the very back of the bar. It was your usual spot because it was far removed from the rest of the patrons. You didn’t want to bother them while they ate and drank.

Was that…yeah, someone was fighting again. Big surprise.

You nursed your drink. Grillby had messed it up on purpose, but you never had the balls to send it back and encourage him to mess with you even more. If it kept him far away from you, that worked. You were not willing to risk his wrath because of an issue with customer service.


You glanced up and nearly choked on your mouthful. The monster was someone you’d only seen a few times in town, but they had never been as cruel to you as the others had. In fact, they were probably the most level-headed of the people you’d met so far.

“Can I sit here?”

You weren’t sure what to say. They waited for your answer before you nodded slowly.

“Noticed Sans isn’t here.”

“Um. Yeah.”

“You guys…on a break?”

Your stomach tightened. So other people noticed that you guys were on the “off” side of friendship again. “Something like that.”

You introduced yourself and they did the same, wondering where they were going with this.

Ordered you a drink. Put another plate of fries in front of you to scarf down. Started a conversation about where they grew up.

What the hell was going on? This was almost…normal. When you ended up down here, you never thought that you would be able to maintain a conversation that didn’t involve gross and cruel jokes. But the monster didn’t seem too interested in any of that.

“…and it was pink.”

“No way! You saw it too, then!” You couldn’t believe it. The flower that you’d been searching for just days before seemed like a hallucination the way that others reacted to your description. “I’m so glad, I thought I was going crazy.”

“This the one?”

The monster set it on the table. Oh! The flower! It was still alive! Sustained by their magic, a bubble of water surrounding its stem while it seemed to fluff up at the sight of you. You reached over tentatively and let your fingers rest against the petals. The softness was unlike anything you’d seen Underground, and a sensation you really missed. Flowers were few and far in-between here, save for the blue ones in Waterfall that could say some really nasty things if you stuck around long enough.

“Oh, wow. So you were the one that found it.”

“Saw you out there the other day. You seemed to like it.”

“I-I do.”

“Then you can have it.”

“Really?” You brought it close to your chest, the magic never dissipating despite the fact that you reached down to touch it. “I…don’t know what to say. This is. Wow.”

You were in a much better mood than when you walked in. You could scarcely notice the way that monsters reacted to the two of you leaving together. You insisted on paying your own bill after they’d offered to do it themselves and they were totally cool with that. Sans never paid for his own meals, he always split so you could deal with the aftermath and empty out your own pockets.

They held the door open for you and you stood on the side of Grillby’s. Chatting about everything and nothing, the flower still clutched tight to your chest as you laughed and joked with them. They were really funny. You hadn’t even noticed that your face was dusted with the same color as the petals until you caught sight of yourself in a nearby shop mirror.

“what the hell’re you going on about? nothin’s changed, we’re still…”

Oh. That was Sans. You could tell by his accent. You wanted to peer around the corner at him, but decided against it. And as hard as you tried to ignore him, you could still catch bits and pieces of his conversation.

“heh, oh yeah? izzat right? says who?”

The monster you were with asked you if you wanted them to walk you home. You said yes.

What you didn’t expect, however, was them to take your hand and lead you right in the line of sight of the person you’d been dreading to see.

“Ahahahaha! Look behind you, IDIOT!”

Sans lifted his head and turned to glance in the direction of their pointed finger.

You locked eyes.

It was…an experience. Watching something in him shift. He went from annoyed to looking…nearly heartbroken. It was soon replaced with outright fury, the magic in his left eye flaring as he broke away from his conversation and approached you. You’d never seen him this heated before, at least not in a long while, and it was even scarier that it was directed at you.

“heh, am i missin’ somethin’?” He raked his eyes over the flower, to your joined hands, to the placid expression on the monster’s face. The lack of reaction seemed to piss him off even more. “what’re you think yer doin’ there, pal?”

“Taking her home.”

“takin’ her…ah, heh. my mistake. takin’ her home. no biggie. welp. lemme get outta your way, then!” He stepped to the side and baited the both of you to continue forward. “no? don’t wanna go past little ol’ me? wonder why that is. wonder why yer lookin’ so nervous there, friendo.”

“Um, Sans?” You could see a crowd coming together. People from inside Grillby’s had their faces pressed up against the glass, some of them hooting and cackling with laughter.

He was losing his cool. This did not look good.

“think yer real smart, huh. think yer real slick. comin’ in…when what? i’ve been away for just a few days? like a damn scavenger, huh.”

You could feel his magic building up. The smell of ozone in the air. Oh, god. This couldn’t get any worse.

“She’s with me, now.”

Sans’ eyesockets went black.

It got worse.

You were expecting him to explode. To throw back the monster with bones and pin him to the wall until the life was crushed out of his body. You knew that Sans wasn’t innocent. You knew he had killed other monsters in the past. But actually seeing it might’ve been…too much. And to think that he had changed, and then watching him lose control…

He took a step forward. Outstretched his hand.

“let’s. go.”

You broke away from the other monster almost immediately. The loss of warmth from their hand a welcome relief. You hadn’t noticed how bad your palms were sweating until they had a chance to breathe in the sharp air.

Sans waited until you were at his side before shooting him a feral grin. “nice try. better luck next time, chump.”

The tense atmosphere faded the further you got from the storefront. You clutched onto the flower so as not to lose it, still trying to wrap your head around what just happened. Why had Sans lashed out like that to the monster? Were they actually enemies? Did they have a past?

You stood in an alleyway near his house. He took one look at the flower, snatched it, and immediately threw it on the ground to crush it underneath his shoes.

“SANS, STOP!!!” you screeched. You dropped down to shield it from his blows, but he was ruthless. Merciless. “PLEASE!”

His foot lingered in the air. Flower residue along the grooves of his shoes. You huddled the remnants in your hands and tried to piece it back together.

“This was…the flower I was trying to show you…”

He paused for a moment. Then put a hand on his face and dragged it down along his scrunched features.

“shit. i didn’t…”

“Forget it.” You stood up and brushed the dirt off your knees, heart aching from the cruel display. “I shouldn’t have bothered. You never would’ve appreciated it anyway.”

“hey, i—”

“I was just trying to share something with you. And someone was nice enough to give it to me. I was going to help it grow. I told you all it needed was a little TLC!”

His mouth opened. Closed. “w-well you shouldn’t have taken it from that ASSHOLE. s'yer fault. if you woulda just…”

“YOU’RE the asshole! You just interrupted us without even thinking about how I felt!”


“heh…” He stepped backwards, sweating profusely. “interrupted, huh? inter…interrupted?”

He glanced to the left. The right. Anywhere but you. Clutching at his chest. Fingers twisting in his jacket. His scowl strained. Eyesockets lopsided. He hunched over and slowly removed himself from you. Reaching the end of the alley, his magic dissipating and faint. He trudged away without waiting for your response, his steps slow and lumbering as he struggled not to topple over.

You glanced down at the trampled flower, back to where you’d last seen his retreating form, and turned heel to run away.

Papyrus came by your house an hour later.

He didn’t even bother knocking. You were on the couch, reading a very old magazine, when he burst through the door searching for you. You knew he couldn’t hurt you, but he was still incredibly intimidating in his Royal Guard uniform.

“Papyrus, what’s going on?”


What the hell? You didn’t do anything of the sort! “Why? What did he say?”


That sent a surge of panic in you. He was out there. Somewhere. In pain. And you weren’t sure how this involved you, but this wasn’t how you wanted the day to end. Sans on the verge of becoming dust was the last thing you wanted.

You jumped up from your spot and rushed to grab your jacket. “Where is he?”

You’d never been in his room before. It was kind of a mystery. But the door was unlocked, and you knew he was inside. You rapped on the door lightly, just enough where you were sure he hadn’t heard it, and let yourself in.

Sans was on his bed, not looking too hot. He could barely keep his signature scowl on as it threatened to fade away. He kept clawing at his chest the entire time, as if he was being stabbed there. You weren’t sure what to think of it.

“Sans. What the hell is going on?”

He froze. “get out.”

Not going to happen. You pressed on. “Papyrus said you were one breath away from death.”


Why was he doing this? Even this weak and injured, he refused to clue you in on things. “He said it was my fault.”

“it is.”

No, it wasn’t! You wanted to scream! But you had to get to the bottom of this. And there was no way you could do that by questioning his accusations. “But why?”

A long pause. Enough that you thought maybe he’d…flatlined, or dustlined, or whatever it was that monsters used when they were talking about this stuff. But he shifted just a bit. To let you know that he was still alive. That he was just chewing on his words because of his stupid fucking pride.

“you betrayed me.”

Betrayed?! That was a ridiculously strong word! And for what? Because you went to Grillby’s with another monster? “What? How?”

“everything finally felt right.”

Was he actually…trembling?

“everythin’ down here is a fuckin’ mess. only good thing is you. you’re all i got. n’ you wish i was someone else.”

This. Wasn’t happening. Was this real?


“no. don’t wanna compete any more. ain’t a fair fight.”

You swallowed hard. “Listen to me. I don’t…I don’t know if I…I’m sorry. At the time, I wanted to hurt you because you’d hurt me. But you didn’t deserve it. When it comes down to it, you’re the only one here I trust.  I care about you and I don’t want to do something like this again.”

You couldn’t imagine life without him.


“Sans. I’m being serious.”

You couldn’t handle him turning to dust.

“The type of monster you are…matters to me, because I…”

You couldn’t hold back how you really felt.

“I love you.”

There. You said it.

Love for these monsters meant nothing. They favored power and strength. Not anything as mushy and easily manipulated as…feelings. You knew you’d taken a chance, but you had to. Anything to bring him back from this strange shift in his health. You didn’t want him to give up or think you didn’t care about him, because you did. So much.

Sans stared at the ceiling for a long while. Then, turned to you, and smirked.

“you just made the biggest mistake of your life, doll.”

He lifted himself up from the bed. Still shaky, still off balance. You headed over to steady him, only to have him grab your hand and force your wrist up to his face. Pushing your palm against his cheekbone, leaning into your touch and his canines glinting.

“yer never gonna get ridda me now.”


Sans stayed true to his word. He was fucking enamored. If you thought he was a little clingy before, it had multiplied by a tenfold. Hovering around. Always there when you looked over your shoulder. Winking your way and licking his canines when you were in public, flustering you on purpose so he could cackle about it all the way home.

The weirdest part was…you weren’t bothered by it in the slightest. It was a little much at first, sure, but you…liked the attention. It was good to be on the same page. To know that after all this time, your feelings weren’t exactly unrequited. That he’d actually been pining over you the way that you’d been, too.

And you were never going to let him live it down that he was jealous of someone else.

“think it’s real funny?”

“Y-yes!” You laughed, pushing his wandering hands away. “You thought I was going to run away with another monster and went ballistic!”

“don’t test me, doll. i know what makes ya tick.”

“Is that so?”

“yep.” He bent down and ran his tongue along the expanse of your neck, sending your body arching into his. “like that.”

“S-shut up.”

“didja just stutter? already? ain’t even…started…”

You swallowed as he bit down on the junction of your neck and shoulder. The pain blossomed just enough that your nerves sparked to life, his hand trailing down to rub at your crotch. You were already slick at his touch, soaking through your panties, staining his fingers as he prodded through the thin fabric.

“Mm, Sans.” You shuddered.

He rubbed faster, setting the pace, still over your clothes so he could torture you. “wanted this for so long. i’m gonna enjoy it.”

You were going to come already. He hadn’t even gotten to your clit yet. But the more he dragged his hand along, cupping your sex and grinding the heel of his palm against you, the closer you got. You wrapped your arms around him as he lapped at the teethmarks embedded in your skin, squeezing your eyes shut as he grunted and thrust into the mattress.

“you’ll never wanna leave.”

Oh god, oh god, oh god! This was it! You bucked into his hand and he immediately drew it back, hovering over you with blood staining his canines.

“S-Sans, please…”

He grabbed either side of your panties and tore them down over your knees and around your ankles. Spreading you far apart, making you scoot backwards so you could draw your legs up. His fingers dug into the soft skin of your inner thighs and his tongue materialized from between his jaws, the ghostlike appendage dripping with crimson saliva.

He thrust it in you and you screamed.

His rhythm was ruthless. He didn’t leave any-fucking-thing untouched. Slurping noisily so you could hear nothing but his grunts of pleasure in the room. He pinned you to the mattress and went in as far as he could, lapping up every dribble that threatened to rush past his open jaw. He sucked hard enough that you saw stars, rolling the tip of his tongue along your clit, flicking it once in a while and tearing a moan from your throat.

“you’ll be MY human now,” he said, pulling back enough so he could continue his dirty talk. A long, thin trail of saliva connecting his mouth to your lower half, lapping it up and rubbing the remaining juices on the back of his hand.

His fingers snaked their way back. Dipping into you without any resistance, scissoring you open so he could stretch you out. Testing the waters, curling them inward, pressing hard against your walls and starting a new pace.

“and i’ll be your sans…”

Three. You knew what he was doing. You whimpered and craned your neck to see what he was doing to prepare, but he hovered over you and planted a hot kiss on your mouth. Sloppy. Wet. You could taste yourself. You pulled back when you needed air and coughed from the lack of oxygen, cheeks becoming rosy with color as Sans pinned you underneath him. One arm positioned near your head, the other still inside of you.

“now just relax, babe. i’m gonna take care of you.”

You sucked in a breath as he yanked his hand out of you. Reached down for his shorts and grabbed his cock out of them, the thick member already dripping with anticipation. Thin ropes of precum sliding down the smooth texture of it, its color a hard red and makeshift veins materializing along its otherwise smooth surface. It was perfect. It was sure to give you that good time he’d been promising all those nights ago when he brought this up.

He grabbed your hand and made you wrap around it for a few experimental pumps. Laughing weakly at your pace, your thumb rubbing over the tip and coating him fully in his own precum. He increased the speed of your touch and tossed his head back, thrusting into your curled fist and his cock swelling up until it was ready to burst.

“that’s it.”

He shoved your hand away and held himself, heavy against his palm, before pressing the tip against your entrance. Swirling it around, testing the waters, dipping the head in and pulling it back out quickly.

“all mine.”

He thrust in.

Tight fit. Oh. A goooood fit. J-just enough that you. You could bear down…a-and feel your clit rub against the base of his cock. You drew him in close and he immediately went for your mouth, silencing your screams while he pounded you into the headboard. He fucked you. Ruthlessly. His pace hard and fast, tearing you apart from the inside out. You sobbed his name and he laughed, his weight crushing you. He was so big and thick and oh god, oh god, oh god. He wasn’t going to let go. This was real, he didn’t want anybody but you, and he was going to make his mark so no one would ever think twice about you ever again.

He lifted himself up from your lips and grinned, doing his best to toss your legs as far as they would go, positioning them on his shoulders. The new angle was enough for you to reach your peak, tremors wracking through your body and his name leaving your lips in a strangled sob. He roared with laughter when watching you come undone, manic, short thrusts, your skin slapping against his bones while he continued to pound you into the mattress.

You were so sensitive. You couldn’t stand it. You came from hitting your clit against his pubic symphysis. Your entire body went lax and you bit your lower lip as you rode out the rest of your orgasm, caging him between your legs by locking your knees.

Sans drew you in close. “gonna come in ya, doll. gonna fill ya up. gonna make sure it’s all oozin’ outta ya when i’m done.”

“Yes!” you cried.

He grunted, drew back, laughed wearily, and thrust back in to the hilt.

Oh. There was. So. Much.

How did he even make this much come? It just kept going. Pooling in the pit of your belly and spurting out of him in hot strands, all if it roping deep inside and filling you to the brim. He refused to budge and you could feel it slip around his cock and drip outside of you. All over the bedsheets, thick iridescent strands dripping down from your conjoined hips.

He lingered there for a moment. Refusing to move. Just riding out his orgasm as his face twisted in relief. He’d been holding it in for ages and it was taking an agonizingly slow time for him to finish. When did it end? You curled into him and wiggled your hips, Sans catching the hint just long enough for him to draw back.

And then go back in.


“don’t wanna leave just yet. just got here.” He snickered. “yer real warm. real tight. might have to stay a while.”

“I-if you do that, I’ll probably want to come again.”

“that’s a problem? heh. i’ll even help ya.” He pulled out and pressed the full weight of his cock between your lips, sliding hard enough that you moaned. He squeezed your thighs together and started a new pace, humping against you and letting your combined juices coat all the way down his pelvis.


“again. got one more. heh heh. you’ll like this one.”

With the added friction and the afterglow of your first orgasm, the second wasn’t hard to reach at all. Sans followed close behind, but held back just long enough for you to climax. Once he was sure that you were done, and that your weakened thrusts were minor aftershocks, he pulled himself away and climbed on top of your chest.

“there ya go. open wide, beautiful.”

Your jaw dropped open and he buried himself in your mouth. You flicked your tongue on the underside of his cock and he came immediately. All of it ran down your throat and you coughed some of it back up when he finally pulled out, resting it against your cheek and coating your neck and chest with what you couldn’t swallow.

“phew. yer a real keeper, y’know that? took it all like a champ.”

You dragged your finger up lazily, spent and boneless, scooping up the dollop that landed on your breast. You stuck it on your mouth and he watched you with a quirk of his browbone, sweat pouring down his temple.

He rolled over to your side and yanked you toward him, spooning you and planting soft kisses down your shoulder and back. You relaxed in his embrace and heard the answer to the confession you made all those months ago.

He didn’t need to say it. But he did.

For you.

Unreal!NCT Part 1

Description: SM faces marginal losses for the first time in years following lawsuits from former EXO members. In their panic, they make the decision to create their own version of PRODUCE101 filmed in America, and push forth the first multicultural and multiracial girl group in KPOP. In order to increase ratings, SM decides to enlist NCT as instructors and judges for the first season.

Having worked with your broadcasting television company for two years, they invite you onto the project as a producer. Your job isn’t simple; you have to merge ideals of both Korean and American television into not only your show but also the girl group itself for the first time. So not only are you altering many of the concepts of Korean pop culture, but also testing that of America’s. It doesn’t help that NCT is experiencing their first bought of freedom and relative peace in years. Or that it’s appropriate to flirt with you.

Characters: NCT, Y/N

Word Count: 1.5kish 

Warnings: Sex, profanity, alcohol

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A/N: I’ve been thinking a lot about how if KPOP is going to break into the American market, a couple of things are going to happen. One of those is the inclusion of English lyrics, like what CL is doing with Lifted. The other is to embrace diversity and include members beyond Asian descent (because America is racist and will say some shit like they all look the same). As a result, I was juggling a concept of the first multi-racial group (beyond Vernon in SVT) for some time now. I was also thinking abt Produce 101 and that process while reflecting on the show, Unreal. Unreal is about exposing what happens behind the scenes of the Bachelor and what makes the drama occur. 

So basically I wanted the made up drama of what’s going on behind the scenes of those supposedly making KPOP more inclusive and worldwide than ever. With NCT. Because why the hell not. 

Shoot me a message with commentary on the concept if you want! I’m open to comments! :) 

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The Bad Boy Experiment (2)

Author: Kaylee of ExcessivePhan

A/N: Thank you thegirlwholikessleepingphanforaquashootingstar-lyn, and the 5 others who sent messages but were on anon. Thank you for inspiring me to write more to this!

Summary: Teenagers Dan Howell and Zoe Sugg work together to  find out what the effects of changing nerdy invisible good boy Dan to sexy popular bad boy Dan will have on the public. Dan isn’t too excited about the experiment until the rich and popular goody goody Phil Lester notices him.

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anonymous asked:

I've always thought that once you owned one of the (sky) Trinistte you retain a trait that can be inherited. The Vongola Rings-Hyper Intuition, the Pacifiers-future thing, and Mare rings-side eye into other worlds. Based on the fact that (tri anon)

oh boy. /rubs hands together.

i have thought about this a bit. okay, maybe a lot. i’ve seen arco!tsuna fics where he doesn’t have the clairvoyance, i THINK there’s a few where he does? but i don’t recall that much. either way, it got me thinking.

if you go purely by canon, this is what the wiki has to say on it specifically…

Each element of the Tri-ni-set has its own individual and unique power, which is represented by their names.

The Vongola Rings’ Miracle is the ability to travel down the Vertical Space-Time Axis, which is represented by the name Vongola, which means Clam.

The Mare Rings’ Miracle is the ability to travel horizontally along the Space-Time Axis, which is represented by the name Mare, which means Sea.

The Arcobaleno Pacifiers’ Miracle is the ability to exist as points in space and time, which is represented by the name Arcobaleno, which means Rainbow

TL;DR VERSION because this got hella muckin’ long. like, 3k words long.

VONGOLA: two-way miracle that stores knowledge and passes it forward both to the descendants and back to the ancestors at the same time, manifesting as Paranoia Pings as a result of the ghosts of christmas past (and future) screaming their secrets and sins and spoilers from the subspace contained within a piece of shiny metal, and that no one but even the wearer can hear only the barest whispers of. alternatively, hyperawareness of thoroughbred racehorse levels with extra demon whispers. rates 3rd for annoying whispering rings.

MARE: miracle manifests the same way bluetooth data sharing and wireless charging works. that’s all i got. that’s really all i got. byakuran’s just crazy. it’s probably shouichi’s fault. oops. he didn’t mean to do it. probably uses that same ring-subspace to gather the flame bits from all current wearers across dimensions, mixes them up, and then plays ‘pick a card, any card. you just learned how to cure measles. oh, you already knew that. well, pick another!’ with them. rates 2nd for annoying sort-of-talking rings.

ARCOBALENO: acts as a transceiver, receiving flames from its wearer and transmitting them somewhere in order to keep the world green and spinning. sky arcobaleno clairvoyance is either thoroughbred racehorse level hyperawareness genetic mutation as a result of a True Earthling having a kid with a human (supposedly, anyway), except less high-strung and less of a tendency to see demons everywhere (well, sees demons. interprets demons. philosophizes with them. and then dies for them,) or another two-way miracle that lets them hear voices from flames past / future, or something. rates 4th for annoying not-talking not-rings.

if you’re interested in my ramblings and how i got to these conclusions, please! read on!!! it’s very long.

quite a bit of flame-related headcanons. any character bashing is entirely humorous only and not intentional, i don’t particularly hate on any characters personally.

all english quotes / transcripts are from mangahere’s versions of the scanlations (mangapanda, among others?).

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