because he knows what important things in life are

and here i bring you yet another kara/lena au that nobody asked for but that i’m sharing with y’all anyways because what else do i have to do with my life at 12:00 am.

  • james wins two tickets for the upcoming lakers game in national city but comes to find out that he can’t go because he has another important thing to do that night (i don’t know what thing exactly but the point is he can’t go), so he’s left with two tickets for the lakers and he’s not sure who to give them to, so of course he goes to kara: “i know you don’t like basketball, but seeing it live is such a different experience, you’ll enjoy it!”
  • problem is that kara doesn’t know who to ask to go with her, alex has a date night, winn is not going anywhere near a basketball stadium (highschool trauma), j’onn says he has no time for games. lena is one of her first options, but main reason she doesn’t want to ask her is fear of rejection. she’s a ceo! she probably has no interest in spending a friday night with her.
  • alex tells her she’s being ridiculous, lena’s her friend and she’ll enjoy spending time with her regardless of the activity, she pratically drives kara to l-corp so she can ask lena to go with her.
  • lena knows nothing about basketball, for a second she actually confuses it with beisball, but kara looks so cute and how can she say not to that face? so she agrees and kara pulls her into the biggest hug.
  • because lena has never, ever gone to a basketball game she shows up to kara’s apartment with a tight dress and high heels, her makeup on point as always and a big ass valentino black bag, meanwhile kara’s wearing jeans and a sweatshirt, maybe even a snapback if you want the complete Gay™ look.
  • lena is so confused the entire time, she watches as the players pass the ball to each other and hears the crowd roar when they make a triple. kara is no better, but she at least knows the basics because james explained them to her prior, so she gets into it after the first ten minutes, she claps with the audience, screams in chorus with the other people. she asks lena if she’s having fun, if she wants to leave but lena says no and kara probably buys her popcorn or something, popcorn that by the way kara ends up eating. 
  • halftime rolls in and lena takes the opportunity to answer all the messages that are unread on her phone, “i’m so sorry i swear i’ll only take a minute,” kara smiles and tells her to go ahead. 
  • lena is answering to one of her business partners when she hears kara choke on the popcorn and everyone around them whistling and clapping, so she turns to see what is wrong to find kara looking at the enormous screen in the middle of the stadium with a pink blush on her cheeks and wide eyes. the camera is focusing both of them with a heart around their silhouettes and “kiss cam!” written on pink letters just above their heads. 
  • everyone in the stadium starts cheering for them, “kiss! kiss! kiss!” over and over again, the damn camera doesn’t seem to find anybody else as interesting and though kara wants to laugh and write an enormous sign that reads that hey, they’re just friends! she catches the way lena’s heartbeat speeds up and how her breathing becomes uneven and okay, maybe a little kiss won’t hurt, after all they’ve become close after the recent events and what’s wrong with maybe platonically kissing your friend on the lips? a little peck and that’s it. 
  • however, once they turn around to look at each other kara notices just how green lena’s eyes are and how pale her skin looks and also how her red lips part to meet hers and when they finally kiss the screaming and whistling, all the noise around them disappears and kara can only focus on how soft lena’s is and how her lipstick tastes like strawberry and oh, god, when she feels her tongue caressing her bottom lip kara is sure she’s going to pass out. 
  • they’re both a little breathless when they break apart, a young lady sitting next to them gives kara a high five and then the second half of the game starts but kara can’t focus on anything anymore because she still tastes lena on her tongue and she realizes that shit, she wants to kiss her again. and again. and again. 
  • the lakers win by three points and lena’s driver is already waiting for them outside the stadium when the game ends, but the crowd is huge and she fears she’ll lose lena in the sea of people so she interwines their fingers together and walks them towards the exit ignoring the warmness that goes through her entire body at the feeling of lena’s hand against her own.
  • the car ride is kind of awkward, neither of them speak, they’re on each side of the car struggling on how to break the silence. lena sometimes catches kara looking and her and viceversa until it’s too much and kara blurts out: “i really liked it, the game. and also kissing you” and lena laughs before sheepishly nodding and saying “me too. i mean i liked kissing you, i didn’t understand the game at all.”
  • they make out until they get to kara’s apartmet. (。♥‿♥。)
  • before kara falls asleep she receives a message from lena that says “thank you, i had a great time.” with maybe a smiley face and two hearts and kara hides her face on her pillow.
  • the next morning when she wakes up and goes to work, everyone’s looking at her and whispering behind her back and kara’s afraid she might have a mustard stain on her white cardigan (it wouldn’t be the first time that happened). and then james sees her and before she can even say hello and ask what the hell is going on with everyone, he motions to the screens where a video of her and lena kissing is projecting, the entire internet has gone wild about it. the video that was originally uploaded to youtube has for title “lena luthor kisses cute stranger @ bball game.” kara wants to die on the spot.
Yuri on Ice interview translation - PASH! 2017/03 (p11) (Q&A part)

Here’s the Q&A part that was published with the episode commentary and I didn’t have time to translate the other day.

Regarding the question about Chris’ acquaintance, you may want to read the report of the other day’s talk show to get a more complete idea.

(Side note: I still haven’t had time to answer some of the questions I received, please wait a little… I will also work on the very long interview with Kubo on the magazine Febri from tonight. Interview rush this month, really.)

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Mitsurou Kubo presents Q&A exhibition!!!
We asked Kubo-san about curiosities that didn’t fit the commentary, in a Q&A format.

Q. Why is Victor cold to JJ?
A. He genuinely doesn’t care (LOL). He doesn’t even remember JJ’s name correctly, but that’s because he is the type of person that doesn’t try to remember things he isn’t interested about. It’s not like he’s looking down or him or doesn’t get along, he really just doesn’t care. Until this point we hadn’t clearly shown Victor not being interested in someone, so I was thinking about a character who wouldn’t feel hurt even if Victor didn’t care about him… and realized that it could only be JJ. In fact, he wasn’t really bothered.

Q. What is Victor to JJ?
A. I think he is someone he has to challenge. The type of person he wants to confront and beat when they’re both in their very best condition. He would never want to win because Victor is in a bad condition or just out of a slump. More than admiring him, I think he wants to be his equal rival. And he believes that if he does his best he will get the gold medal. Therefore, to avoid looking at Victor like someone who is no match for him, he takes the liberty of speaking with him in that overfamiliar way. But I think that JJ is currently the one who is fighting against the fear of losing more than anyone else. It also looks like he didn’t really have a good relationship with his previous coaches and people didn’t understand him.

Q. Is Victor worried about the “whorl” of hair on his head?
A. More than Victor, this is something many Russian people care about. Though in Victor’s case I think it’s more like his hairline than the whorl (LOL). But I think that having such a weakness makes him a fascinating person. Before the FS in episode 7 Yuuri even presses the top of his head while a large audience is watching. In this scene I wanted to do something that people wouldn’t actually do in the real figure skating world, I had fun drawing it.

Q. We want to know more about Otabek!
A. In his private life he is also a DJ, and he’s kind of a street style guy. He actually has many mischievous friends. That’s why he finds Yurio really cool, because he has so many things that Otabek doesn’t have and admires. And he’s also the type who doesn’t give importance to hierarchies, so Yurio was happy that he wanted them to be equals. So you figure what happens when he asks him “will you come or not?”… (LOL)

Q. Who is the handsome guy always together with Chris?
A. He’s a man from the Swiss Skating Federation. I created him because I didn’t want Chris to feel lonely (LOL). I’m not going to say anything about what his relationship with Chris is, but we believe that he’s a former ice dancer that belongs to the Federation.

Q. We want to know some secret anecdotes about the last episode!
A. When I wrote the storyboard, I added “They say Katsuki is retiring.” as a subtitle. For Victor’s line I also considered “the ‘katsu’ in ‘Katsuki’ is the ‘katsu’ from ‘selfish’!*”, but I thought “nah, Victor is not that good at Japanese” and I didn’t use it (LOL). Also, in the storyboard there was a scene where Yuuri, before skating, is trying to tell Yurio that he’s going to retire but in the end isn’t able to tell him. But there was no time, so it was cut in the anime…
[*translator’s note: “Selfish” in Japanese can be said “jibunkatte” 自分勝手, where the kanji for the “kat(su)” part is the same kanji as the “Katsu” in “Katsuki” 勝生. I’m glad she didn’t use that because it would have been impossible to translate properly… though Victor does still use the word “jibunkatte” in the episode. Also, in the end they are supposed to be speaking in English together, so yeah. By the way, the subtitle she originally thought, which in Japanese is “Katsuki, intai suru’tte yo” is probably a reference to the title of the novel “The Kirishima Thing”  that in Japanese is “Kirishima, bukatsu yameru’tte yo” and was adapted into a movie. The ’~tte yo’ wording has kind of become popular after that.]

Q. How did you decide the way Victor cries?
A. I drew it so that Victor’s tears wouldn’t stream down his cheeks but “drop from the tip of his eyelashes”. Sometimes people who aren’t used to crying do not move their facial muscles and don’t wipe their tears, so they just trickle down. The way Victor cries is something I had already roughly sketched in a meeting with the director.

Q. Why didn’t Phichit talk to Yuuri about his dream?
A. I think the reason Phichit-kun still hasn’t talked to Yuuri about his dream of holding an ice show in Thailand is that he too wants to surprise him. They have this kind of relationship. I think that all skaters, even if this time they couldn’t achieve their best results, are thinking about what they can do to create a skating world that they can enjoy even more than now, and about what they can do for their home countries.

Q. Why does Michele speak in the Hiroshima dialect?
A. In the setting he is from Naples and speaks English with an Italian accent, so to express that I decided that he would speak in Hiroshima dialect.

Q. Tell us how you feel now that the series is over and about the future!
A. I am very well aware that you are all hoping for a continuation of the show, and with director Yamamoto we always talk about what we would like to do if we ever have the chance to work again with the staff that has gathered to make this series. We still do not know if a “St. Petersburg arc” would be the best. However, it’s definitely not something that I can do alone, and to draw this series again we would need to collect a lot of information and find many new things. It wasn’t a series that was possible to create just inside my head. But we must create something convincing, otherwise people are not going to follow us, and it wouldn’t come true. More than anything, the thought that we might not see Yuuri, Victor, Yurio and the other characters again makes us sadder than anyone else. Actually, I’m going to go on a trip abroad with the director soon (LOL), and we are planning to talk about the future too. I hope we have time to discuss carefully about what lies ahead for “Yuri on Ice”, and I’ll be happy if you keep on supporting us in the meantime.

SKAM S04E09 Clip 1 - Guru Advicing

[Welcome to voice mail from Telenor*. Please leave a message after the beep.]

SANA: Noora, please call me.

ESKILD: Hello?

SANA: Hello, Eskild? Is Noora home? It’s Sana.

ESKILD: Oh my God, they’re just in that penthouse of William’s to fuck. She’ll be back when she’s newly fucked, my little generous girl.

LINN: I think they went to London.

ESKILD: Yeah you think they went to London, but you also thought Grunde was going to win Paradise*, so you have bad judgement, Linn. Be a bit humble.

SANA: I’m just a little worried she’s mad at me.

ESKILD: She didn’t look very mad when she went off in that Aston Martin car to 3 million kroner. 3 million is a lot of money.

SANA: I sent William an e-mail.

ESKILD: E-mail? It’s been a while since I’ve written one of those.

SANA: Yes, but I sent it from Noora’s account.

ESKILD: You sent an e-mail from Noora’s account to William? Okay, what did you write?

SANA: I just wrote “I love you and if you love me, come to Oslo”.

ESKILD: That’s what made him come? An e-mail.

SANA: Yes.

ESKILD: You wrote an e-mail.. Why didn’t you think about that before? You write e-mails all the time, you brag about it. You’re a grown up, Linn. Is that what it took? She’s been stomping around in this self-pitying heartache for 8 months and then all it took was an e-mail? You shouldn’t feel bad about that, that was well done. I’m a bit proud of you. High five.

SANA: But.. I didn’t really do it for Noora’s sake. I did it because she was with a guy I like.

ESKILD: Which guy?

SANA: Just a guy called Yousef.

ESKILD: Yousef? Isn’t that the guy you were trying to pick up last night?

LINN: Once, I sent a used tampon to a girl who made out with my ex.

ESKILD: Have you had a significant other?

LINN: Yes, in the 7th grade.

ESKILD: That was the first and last one?

LINN: Yes.

ESKILD: But now we’re talking about Sana, Linn. We can talk about you later. Right now we’re talking about Sana and cute Muslim boy.

SANA: He’s not a Muslim.

ESKILD: He’s not? Okay. Hm. Do you want some guru advicing?

SANA: What’s that?

ESKILD: I was with this guy, a year ago, a very good relationship - best I’ve ever had. That was with a Turkish son of an ambassador and his name was Lito - you remember that. He was really cool, went to Blinder’n*, cared about human rights, sensitive soul, shared a lot about himself and had the most shapely cock I’ve ever touched. He was also a Muslim and not that I’m religious or anything, because I’m not, but I’ve flipped through the Bible a couple of times and there it says that the most important thing is love, or “love on top” as Beyoncé says, so I think like “What would Jesus and Muhammad do?” and that’s “let the love flow”. So we tried that - “love on top”, meaning I topped and going right into the love and you know about that because you heard. We did that lots of times, and then we started talking about other things, important things, grown up things like life and humanity and stuff and we disagreed a lot. So the conclusion is that relationships between religious and non-religious people are difficult. I cried a lot. Aren’t there some other hotties in that gang? That Elias, isn’t he cute?

SANA: That’s my brother.

ESKILD: That’s.. Yes, that’s your brother. That won’t work. That would be weird. Which religion would you follow? Buddhism or something?

LINN: Bahá'í, maybe.

ESKILD: Bahá'í , maybe. Now I got a bit inspired to research and stuff online. What are you doing today?

*Mobile company
*Reality show
*University of Oslo

The Engineer and his Bestfriend

-Hunk is a brilliant engineer

-Lance knows this, it’s why he spends hours just just watching Hunk work, keeping him company and telling him that it’s time to go to bed whenever it’s late

-Lately Hunk has been getting ready for the final battle with the Galra, taking inspiration from the trap they created intended for Allura and Coran

-It is a machine that will get its intended target into a never ending black hole, no time loops, no time jumps, just nothing

-And it seems like the machine works because they have experimented on inanimate objects and have tried everything possible to bring them back and once it becomes impossible they know that they can then build one on a bigger scale

-Hunk’s machine works and it will save the day but

-Something goes wrong with the machine, it was something that kept cropping up in the beta testing, it’s a certain screw that just never really wants to work

-And see the only people who know where the screw is and how to fix it are Lance and hunk

-And once you fix it, it’s game over, there no coming back from it

-Lance and hunk both know this

-Before Hunk can even go apologize or go fix it

-Lance is already on his way to the machine

-But just before he gets there, he stops and through the intercom tells Hunk “You are the best damn engineer and friend in this world, watch me make your machine work buddy”

-And hunk is just sobbing repeating “I love you Lance and please don’t do this, I can’t do this without you, I can’t do this without my best friend”

-And now the rest are starting to catch on to what Lance is really doing but by that point it’s too late the galra are gone

- Lance is gone

-And because Hunk is such a good fucking engineer there’s no way to ever get him back

-But you see it’s because Hunk is such a good engineer that he doesn’t give up

-He works non-stop for almost a year trying to get Lance back

-Pidge spends more time on the computer becoming more withdrawn, more obsessive in finding his family, including Lance

-Shiro takes it hard, he feels as if he’s let down his team for not being able to keep them all in one piece, he goes back to being very tense and stiff around the others

-Allura spends days, even weeks trying to find Lance, pinpoint where in all the universe he could be, she won’t say it but she misses his bad pick up lines

-And Coran is just hurt and upset that the young man who would get so homesick and yet try his best and be there for others would give up his chance to see his family and that is what pains him the most

-And Keith just starts spending even more time training, withdrawing from others, trying to act as if though he doesn’t miss Lance, trying to move on, failing to move on

-Hunk just well he needs to get Lance back because what is life without your best friend?

-Who just sits for hours on end just to watch you work and tinker

-A friend who has been there for so long they know what tool you need with a look

-A friend who knows that food isn’t the only important thing to but goddamn we need to find small things that bring us happiness

-A friend who makes you go to sleep when it’s late and you’ve been on a creating binge (the others don’t know but that’s okay the person who needs to know, does)

-A friend who just wants you to succeed

-A friend who loves you for who you are and ask for nothing in return

- A friend who would die for them, for him…..

-What is life without your best friend?

-Hunk already knows and he never wants to live through that again

-Because you see it’s because Hunk is such a good fucking engineer that he does get Lance back

We know it’s alright

This was supposed to be something short (and by short I mean, only a few sentences initially) but as I was writing it, it went from being a few sentences short to this thing. So here you go! Anyways, hope you enjoy this!

PS: I am trying to get the ships done so that I can continue to work on the one-line sentence starters as well as the first batch of requests I received! Updates might be sparse later because I am not sure if I will be having any decent internet connection – so if you see me updating sporadically, it probably means I queued these posts.

Peter thinks this is probably the last place he should be looking at for comfort but right at that moment, he cannot deny it – you have always been his first thought. He knocks on your door, only a little bit worried that he might be imposing on you or disturbing your sleep (though he knows you rarely ever go to sleep early). But when the door swings open and you are looking fresher than he currently is, all Peter had to do is look at you with a sullen expression. “Hey, Y/N.”

“Oh, Peter. Come here,” You immediately pull him in to your apartment and wrap your arms around him. It takes Peter a while to respond – not that you minded the least because you know Peter still needs some time to cool himself – but when he does, Peter wounds his arms around your waist, tightly, tucking his head against the crook of your neck.

The two of you stand there for the longest time. Throughout the entire time, you continue to rub Peter’s back soothingly, kissing the top of his head affectionately multiple times and every single time you do so, Peter’s hold on you tightens so you simply hold him closer to you.

Peter breathes you in, reveling in your warmth and softness as you rub his back. Call him selfish but he desperately needed this level of comfort only you can give him right now. All he wants right at this moment is to just hold you and for you to hold him back.

Right at that instant, Peter thinks you are the most important thing there is in his life right now, mostly because you are what’s holding him together and grounded. Even when he felt like he had lost sight of what he had wanted and even when he had lost his way – you had been there for him.

Peter knows it had been inevitable – he has always thought he had liked Liz but the past few months, he had thought less of Liz but more of you. So really, it had been a slow realization but Peter knows better now, knows that he has loved you for a while too – it only became clear to him at this instant.

Being in your arms, being able to hear your steady heart beat and to feel the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe – he loves you. Peter still does not have the nerve to actually confess to you – saying those three words out loud scares him a lot. He cannot bear to lose you at all.

Peter feels your fingers gently carding through his hair and a moment later, your hand moves from his hair to cradle his jaw, tilting his face up towards you. The tenderness in your touch makes his head spin and Peter gives you a very small smile.

“Do you want to tell me what’s up?” You ask him softly, caressing his cheek and Peter shakes his head. He had already teared up in front of May earlier and he definitely does not want to tear up in front of you too.

“Alright, how about I make you some tea?” You unwrap your arm from him and makes a turn to head over to the kitchen when Peter simply holds you back, pulling you back in to his arms, surprising you slightly.

You wrap your arms around him nonetheless.

“Can we just stay like this for a while, Y/N?” Peter asks and he presses a kiss on your temple when he feels you nod. Maybe one of these days, he is going to tell you about his alter-ego and the problems he currently has but no, not tonight. Tonight, Peter just wants to have the comfort only you can give.

Acceptance Speech

Summary: (Modern!AU) In which Bucky uses his time on stage at the Oscars to let the world in on a secret he’s been keeping for more than two years.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,217

A/N: Happiest of happy birthdays to my twin, @imaginingbucky . You are a queen and I adore you with every single ounce of my being. I know how much you love award shows, so I hope you enjoy this too.

Originally posted by hothothotgg

Bucky feels like a nervous teenager as he sits in the backseat of a stretch limousine, waiting to arrive at his destination. His hands are clammy, his heart is beating too quickly and he can’t stop tapping his foot on the floor. After six years in the acting business, he shouldn’t feel this way. He’s attended more than his fair share of award shows to know all kinds of techniques to keep any concerns at bay. Yet here he is trying his hardest not to hyperventilate and hold his water bottle without spilling it all over his expensive suit. He’d never hear the end of it from his stylist if he did.

“Looking forward to the show tonight?” Vision asks, momentarily catching Bucky’s gaze in the rear view mirror.

Bucky pulls at the collar of his shirt before shifting slightly. Usually this backseat offers him the comfort he needs, no matter how he’s feeling. Today he might as well be sitting on rocks. “Yeah.”

“You don’t sound it,” Viz observes, as he makes a right turn down a side street. He’s an expert at getting you where you need to go while also avoiding all of the LA traffic. “Is it because you’re up for ‘Best Actor in a Leading Role’?”

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Okay. I just want to say what i think about this. I’ve seeing a lot of people hating on hannah because she “ ruined clay’s and Alex, Zach, etc…lifes.”

Clay didn’t deserve to be on the tapes but he MUST be because as Hannah said was her story and if she was going to tell it Clay couldn’t stay outside.
Tony did not deserve the burden that Hannah left him but I also understand Hannah a lot and because she did the things she did. 
Also, we have only some of the reasons. Not all. For which Hannah killed herself, because the list said more.
Besides that, is true that Clay suffered a lot and if Hannah had been clearer with him surely she would have saved.
But Hannah was very hurted and got tired of asking for help from the wrong people and Clay really liked her so I understand why she felt afraid and was embarrassed to tell Clay what was wrong. (Removing the fact that she thought it was only going to ruin him, I think it went beyond that)
She didn’t want to lose him but she losed him anyway because he ended up going.

The point here is not Hannah.
Unfortunately, the point here is Clay. And Tony. And all who could do something but did not.
The point of the story is that, it makes everyone stand up and think ‘I should have listened, I should have said this, I should have insisted’
When Tony said he ignored the tapes until half an hour later because he thought Hannah was a bit dramatic. When Clay got scared and left the room because he did not know how to react. All those are things that they know were wrong. They could have changed everything from having been a bit braver or not to have judged.
So I’m not judging Hannah or thinking that she was wrong for put Clay in the tapes, Clay already suffered from panic and anxiety before the tapes.
This just hit him more and did all that because he suffered those things and Hannah didn’t knew but still, Clay needed to know the truth.
And Tony told to him this several times.
If Clay did not listen to the tapes, there would be no story.
Besides, was needed that clay to be brave to make everyone recognize their mistakes and do justice. If Hannah never made the tapes, what happened to her was going to keep happening.
And that’s what the show want to teach and that’s what Clay tries to prevent.

Yesterday I read that a girl put “I hate Hannah because of her Clay’s going to spend his whole life trying to save everyone”
I think not just Clay, everyone on the tapes are going to think twice before doing things and I think that’s not bad.
Sometimes the truth hurts. Sometimes people prefer to ignore things to do something because it’s very painful to face it or take justice. But sometimes ignoring it is worse. And that’s what Clay learns. That it is necessary to speak when one has to speak and do something, that one has to be courageous.
That’s why Clay also continues passing the tapes at the end to Porter because everyone needs to take responsibility for what they did. ( also that jessica asked him for do it) And if you can not live with it, you try to live to repair it. And If what you did has no way of being fixed you have to live with it in the way you can.
But you can’t live like nothing if you made someone kill himself.
No matter how few intentions you had or how little you did compared to others, you did it, and anyway, none of those who did Hannah things had good intentions.
Not even Zach.
Just Clay.
That’s why, although for clay it was very painful to listen to the tapes and this almost did killed himself ( i cried a lot in that part) I think he had to listen to them and it’s like Tony said “you’re not God, you can’t stop everything”
Clay only feels guilty because he couldn’t save Hannah but none of they could, they all failed even if Clay loved her.
Tony is very sensible about what he said to Clay, because he needed to know about the tapes but he also had to know that he should not be there, that he didn’t do anything wrong, and that he was the only reason Hannah could have had to stay.
But I think guilt sometimes causes people to react.
And even if to Alex made him kill himself, if the tapes did not exist they would all have continued to live their lives quiet while Hannah killed herself.
And Bryce and all those who fucked up his life would never stop hurting others.
What is being said behind the scenes “if Bryce or any of them don’t get a cost for what they did, they will keep doing it over and over again.”
So I think everything had to be in that way. If Clay wasn’t on the tapes, nothing would have happened and no one would have done justice. Jessica would have believed Justin just as long as who knows and when she knew, she would not have the courage to talk about it or face anyone. Justin would never have considered the things he did or would never have had to tell Jessica the truth or face Bryce and break their false friendship. Bryce would never have confessed and would continue raping girls because no one of who are in the tapes faced bryce. They just left it that way. They kept their mouths shut for their own protection.
The only one who did something is Clay. And Alex would have continued to do things to be part of the bryce group and the idiots. Alex would have continued to do lists or who knows other things.
Marcus would have continued to play girls whenever he felt like it.
(And although many believe that zach is innocent and what he did was minimal or not important, I do not think so) maybe what Zach did was minimal compared to others in the tapes. But it matters. In the end, everything matters.
As hannah said is a snowball that is getting bigger.
So Zach stole the only source of happiness that Hannah had at that time (besides he being very childish making this lmao) and not only that, Hannah wrote to him a letter telling him how much she was suffering and that she needed those compliments.
And Zach ignored the letter. Maybe he did not throw it. Maybe he saved it. A point for Zach.
But he ignored her. He did not do anything. And sometimes don’t do anything is worse than doing it. That’s what the series is all about.
Maybe Zach was scared but I refuse to have compassion on him and minimize what he did, because minimizing what Zach did would be minimize the pain of hannah, and I think we’ve all learned that’s a BIG mistake. Minimizing the pain of others is not good. Zach might have a good heart … or not.
I’ve seen the series already three times and I could not help think: why do y'all overlook the scenes where Zach is a bully? LITERALLY. Zach laughs and encourages Bryce to send the picture of hannah from Justin’s phone, Zach makes obscene gestures along with marcus and the others to Hannah in the hallways after Alex’s list, Zach pushes Clay down the hallway and mocks on him. Zach stoled clay’s bike with Alex and Justin. ZACH AS THE OTHERS KEEP SILENCE ON A RAPIST. Zach continued to be friends with this rapist. Was Zach scared to help Hannah? But not scared enough to bullied others?
Maybe Zach wanted to be a marine biologist and maybe he’s allergic to strawberries. But I’m not interested. Because Zach is no different from the rest. And if Clay had not scratched his car, and if he had not faced Zach, maybe Zach would have done worse things in the future, he would have never felt guilty at all.
If Hannah did not make the tapes or did not include Clay in them, maybe Mr. Porter would never know the truth and ignore other people asking for help or advised them wrong again, and Hannah’s story would be repeated.
Maybe Courtney would continue to pretend to be friends with everyone and use people to cover her homosexuality. And Tyler would continue to spy on people and stalking people through his windows and would continue to take photos and violating the privacy of others if Clay had not faced him and the tapes did not exist, because he would never understand what hannah felt if clay did not make him feels it too.
And Ryan would continue stealing things that do not belong to him and leaving others in ridicule for his own arrogance.
And Clay would never know that it is better to say things when you should and when you have the opportunity because you could save a life.
And nobody would know the importance of what they did and said. And sheri would continue to do bad things and leave them that way that could lead to the death of more people and not just Jeff. And there would be more than one Jeff.
The only one different on the tapes is Clay. So clay had to be in the tapes because otherwise, they would all have continued to live and who knows if the tapes had kept going, maybe Bryce would have burned them and no one would ever know the truth more than they. And maybe he would have even looked for Tony to get rid of the copies or who knows.
Because not even Tony was encouraged to do something when he knew the whole truth Even Tony did not know what to do, just Clay.  
Because it’s easy to stand up and say “Hannah is a bitch she ruined everyone’s life with the tapes”
But what about her life? Who would pay anything for ruined Hannah’s life?
Were all the others supposed to keep living peacefully because Hannah was dramatic and crazy according to them? No.
 Hannah and Clay are the ones who didn’t deserve so much pain throughout history. Then maybe a little bit Alex and Jessica.
But everyone else deserved to be on the tapes and deserved to take responsibility for what they did. And I think Hannah was not dramatic. That’s all. Thank you if you read this mess until the end.

Time Waster Pt. 2 [ j.j.]

Jughead x reader in which he realizes that he has truly fucked up.

Part one:

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(Y/N) walked all the way to Reggie Mantle’s house. She would’ve texted him to come pick her up but she had left her phone at Betty’s house.

Betty and Jughead. Jughead and Betty. How could she have not noticed it before? They were always spending time together. It would only make sense that they’d end up together.

She sighed to herself as she trekked to Reggie’s house, just wanting to sit and watch a movie with her closest friend.

(Y/N) hid her injured hand as she knocked on the Mantles’ door, knowing that Mrs. Mantle would be the one to open it.

“(Y/N), hi!” Mrs. Mantle exclaimed as she opened the door. “It’s so good to see you.”

(Y/N) chuckled, “Mrs. Mantle I came over two days ago.”

“Yes but it’s always a pleasure to see you. Go on up to Reggie’s room. He’s out with friends right now but he’ll be back in a few minutes.”

(Y/N) did as she was told and headed upstairs to Reggie’s room. She proceeded to lie on his bed and finally let the tears slip out of her eyes as her heart broke in two.

Reggie Mantle stepped into his house only ten minutes after his best friend had, and was immediately stopped by his mom.

“Oh honey! Go on upstairs. (Y/N) is waiting for you.”

Reggie stopped, completely and utterly confused. (Y/N) was supposed to be spending the day with Betty Cooper.

“Uh, ok mom I’ll go right up,” he replied.

“Great! I’ll bring you guys some snacks in a bit.”

Walking into his room, Reggie’s eyes immediately fell on the large lump that was curled up on his bed.

“(Y/N)? What are you doing here?” He asked. The girl in question turned to him and he instantly noticed her tear stained face and bloodied hand. Grabbing it gently, he led her into the bathroom.

The two friends were enveloped in silence as Reggie cleaned up her hand, only breaking it when he finished bandaging the cut.

“(Y/N), what happened to you? You’re supposed to be with Betty Cooper.” He said.

The (H/C) looked up at Reggie, pain and heartbreak reflected in her eyes. “Jughead. I thought he liked me. At least, that’s what Betty had said. He doesn’t. He kissed Betty.”

Reggie’s hands curled up into fists. He didnt like the beanie-clad boy, but he knew that his best friend had liked him for some time, even if she hadn’t realized it sooner. “I am going to KILL Donnie Darko, ” he growled.

His angry pacing was stopped when he felt (Y/N)’s hand grab his own. “Reg, can I just…spend the night?”

Reggie’s eyes softened as they landed on the girl. “You know you’re always welcome to.”

(Y/N) called her parents, using Mrs. Mantle’s phone, to inform them they she wouldn’t be home that night, before rejoining Reggie in his room. Unbeknownst to her, Reggie had just sent out a mass text to all his football buddies, informing them that he had very important matters to attend to and that he wouldn’t be joining them for guys night out.

After eating a quick snack, the two best friends laid down on Reggie’s bed, watching a movie. As the evening dragged on, they found themselves drifting off to sleep, each curled up next to their favorite person as the movie droned on, much like they did when they were kids.

At the Cooper’s residence, Jughead Jones was sitting with his head in his hands and tears in his eyes.

Betty Cooper had her phone pressed to her ear, desperately calling Archie, Veronica, Kevin, ANYONE who could know where (Y/N) had run off too.

“Where could she be?” Betty asked, highly concerned for her friend. The guilt was eating at her, she knew that the kiss was wrong, but it had been a spur of the moment thing.

“I fucked up,” Jughead said. “I really fucked up. I’m sorry Betty.”

“I know Jug-” Betty was cut off by her phone going off.

‘Archibald’ was displayed on the screen. Despite the situation, Jughead couldn’t stop himself from letting out a snort at the name.

Betty put Archie on speakerphone as she answered. “Hey Archie, listen we’re really busy right now-”

“I know where (Y/N) is,” Archie cut in. “Reggie just sent the team a text saying that he can’t hang out tonight because something important came up. The only thing important enough to make him miss guys night is (Y/N).”

“Thanks Archie!” Betty exclaimed. “You’re a life saver.”

“Hey, guys, listen, ” Archie continued. “Leave her alone for a few days, yeah?“

Jughead cried out in exasperation. “No. I have to apologize to her.”

“Listen Jug. You too Betty, ” Archie continued. “She’s with Reggie. That means she’s probably told him what happened. They don’t keep secrets from each other. Veronica is already mad enough about what happened and she’s only her friend. Now imagine how Reggie, who is her best friend, is going to feel about you guys breaking her heart. Sure, he won’t hit a girl, but he won’t be afraid to confront Jughead.

“Just leave her alone.”

And so Jones and Cooper took Archie’s advice. At least, Cooper did. Jughead waited at Pop’s everyday, knowing that sooner or later, the need for a burger would drive (Y/N) there.

It was a few days later when (Y/N) walked into Pop’s with Reggie. Reggie had stayed with her the past few days and after wallowing in self-pity, she decided it was time to get over it, so they decided to go out to eat.

Jughead had been sitting in Pop’s with (Y/N)’s phone and as soon as he noticed that Reggie left the booth to go and order for the both of them, he approached (Y/N).

(Y/N), not looking up, noticed someone walk up to her. “Wow Reggie, that was quick,” she teased. “It usually takes you forever to bring the food.”

Looking up, the girl’s grin faltered as she saw that it was Jughead.

“I uh- you left this. At Betty’s house,” Jughead stammered, gently placing (Y/N)’s cell phone on the table. Looking at her, he noticed a small smile on her face.

“Thanks Jones,” the girl replied. “So listen, about you and Betty…”

Jughead felt his heart beat faster as she brought up Betty. He had to apologize to her.

“(Y/N) I-”

“Jughead I-”

They spoke at the same time before Jughead motioned for her to go first.

“Listen, I overreacted,” the girl said. “I should be happy for you two, and I am. So let’s not make this any more awkward than it needs to be and just…go on with our lives.”

Jughead’s mouth felt dry. This is not what he had expected her to say.

“No wait,” Jughead began. “(Y/N) the thing is, that kiss it meant-”

“What’s Donnie Darko doing here?” Reggie sneered as he approached the booth.

“Reggie,” (Y/N) said. “Calm down. He came to give me my cell phone. I left it at Betty’s a few days ago.”

“Alright Suicide Squad. You gave it back. Now leave,” Reggie commanded, pulling himself up to his full height to intimidate Jughead. “My girl and I are trying to enjoy our food.”

Jughead froze at Reggie’s words. ‘My girl and I.’ He looked at (Y/N). Maybe it was just some sick joke she was playing on him, making it seem as though her and Reggie were together.

She smiled at Reggie’s words. She hadn’t heard Reggie call her that in a long time. It was always their thing, to call each other “my girl” or “my guy”.

To Jughead however, (Y/N)’s reaction made it seem as though it wasn’t a joke. Jughead felt sick to his stomach as he thought about Reggie and (Y/N) being a couple and muttered some excuse about having to leave.

(Y/N), noticing his sudden change in behavior, grew concerned. “Jug, are you okay?”

Jughead nodded weakly as he walked away. This time he was the brokenhearted one.

And so Jughead Jones III left Pop’s thinking he had lost the girl of his dreams, not knowing that Reggie calling (Y/N) “my girl” was just a completely platonic thing.


Wow y'all. So part two of Time Waster. Yassss. I wasn’t planning on doing a part two but people seemed to want it so…ta-da.


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You Don’t Know Me

Request: I can’t really think about an actual story plot but maybe yoongi getting you pregnant and he chickens out… Aw This is such a bad description but since you’re an amazing writer ypu can pull it off better ☺💖 thank you!

Originally posted by nvmyg

Pairing: Yoongi + Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1.841

Warnings: swearing

A/N: you’re so sweet omg and of course it’s a good description! I hope I made it similar to the way you wanted it to be

Kneeling on the cold bathroom floor, your bare legs had goosebumps spread all over your skin, acknowledging the icy tiles. Hair hold back by one of your hands while the other one stabilized your weak body, your forehead collapsed against the toilet stool. Hasty breaths left your slightly open mouth while cold sweat pearled down your face and back. 

What is happening to me?

You took a deep breath before sitting up straight enough to not feel like an old grandmother having back problems. Grabbing some pieces of toilet paper, you wiped over your mouth before throwing it into the toilet and flushing it down to God knows where. 

Closing the toilet seat, you slowly stood up, turning your body towards the sink, opening the faucet. For a few seconds you let the water run so it could turn completely cold before holding both of your hands underneath it, splashing the icy water into your face. Reflexively, your lungs screamed for air as the cold water hit your face but you just ignored it.

It’s just cold water, calm down.

Grabbing your toothbrush, you brushed your teeth quickly, examining yourself in the mirror in front of you above the sink. Your eyes were encircled by dark bags, skin white as the snow that had already melted away weeks ago. Your hair had lost its healthy shine and just hung there loosely, like overcooked spaghetti noodles.  

Sighing deeply, you finished up your cleaning up and walked back into your bedroom, grabbing for your phone. You had to check the calendar before making any overly fast assumptions about your symptoms.

Opening the calendar app, you scrolled back to the last month.

Date of last period: February 16th

Current date: April 17th

Two months since your last period. Two months since mother nature forgot to visit you and make your life horrible. Oh how you wished, Satan had nested in your uterus in those last two months instead of sitting there in that exact moment, wondering how the hell you got into this situation.

“Two fucking months….”, you mumbled to yourself. “I need to get a test.”

With those words being said, you grabbed your keys and coat, storming out of your tiny apartment, down the street to the pharmacy. Strangers pushed their bodies into yours while trying to pass you but you didn’t notice. All you could think of was if you were ready to get some answers. You needed to know why you were feeling so miserable since weeks but at the same time you were scared. Scared that your assumptions would be true and you’d have to tell Yoongi. Scared that he’d flip and leave you alone. So many things could happen and you weren’t ready to figure out what else could ruin your life. But you had to. 

Pushing the door open, the smell of disinfectant hit your nose, making you scrunch it in disgust. You never liked the smell of disinfectant. It reminded you of hospitals and that again reminded you of death. Not the nicest connection one could think of. That’s why you tried to stay away from that smell. 

Walking up to the pharmacist who looked like she was about to fall asleep any second, you silently prayed that she wouldn’t ask any further questions like aren’t you a little too young to ask for a pregnancy test? where’s the father? do you know who the father is? you should have been more careful, young lady. You really didn’t need that crap right now.

“Excuse me”, you politely asked the woman. “C-can I have one of those pregnancy tests?”, you signaled at the white sticks behind the lady as she turned around to see where you were pointing at. They were the cheapest ones you could see and the only ones you could afford as a college student.

The pharmacist smiled at you and leaned a little closer to you. “Of course, but I wouldn’t recommend those - they’re usually wrong or don’t work at all.”

Then why are you selling them at all? “Oh.. well I guess it’ll have to do, those are the only ones I can afford right now”, you faked a laugh as she handed you the test and you gave her the money. Her expression was pitiful but not judging. More like a mother feeling sad for a child.

“Is there a bathroom around here? I don’t think I can wait until I’m back home”, you mumbled and the lady showed you the way to go.

After finishing your business, you waited in the cabin for the 10 minutes you were supposed to wait, anxiously biting down on your lip.

What if it’s positive? What am I supposed to do? I can’t take care of a baby yet. I can barely take care of myself!

As the 10 minutes went by, you decided that you couldn’t do it. You couldn’t look down at the result by yourself. You needed someone to do it for you. So you walked out of the bathroom back to the pharmacist, who was looking at you questioningly.

“Would you mind- would you mind, telling me what is says?”, you asked hesitantly. “I can’t bring it over myself to do it.”

She smiled at you and nodded. “Sure, turn it around sweetheart, so I can see the bars.”

You turned the stick to her and bit down on your lip hard. Your heart rate increased and nervous sweat started to spread out all over your body. 

The lady took a look and then she seemed to struggle with a fitting facial expression. “I don’t know if you’re going to be happy about this new or not, but it’s positive”, she decided to smile at you warmly as your stomach dropped.

“Positive?”, you whispered, looking down on it yourself. There it was. A pink cross. Or plus. Or whatever you want to call it. 

“I- it can’t-”, you stuttered as your eyes filled with tears. You didn’t even care to wipe them away at that point.

“Oh no dear, don’t cry”, the pharmacist said. She turned around and grabbed another package, a fancier looking one and discreetly slid it over the table. “Shh don’t tell anyone but here - take this one. These are about 89% of the time right unlike the one you just took. Take it with you and do the test when you’re calmed down, okay?”

You looked up at her and shook your head under tears. “B-but I can’t afford that one.”

The lady smiled at you again and pushed it closer to you. “It’s fine. It’s on the house”, she winked and giggled, making you smile at her thankfully.

“No go, rest and take the test”, you nodded at her words, mouthed a quick ‘thank you’ before rushing back to your apartment. 

Maybe you still had a chance.

“What do you mean ‘you’re pregnant’? We always used protection (Y/N)!”, Yoongi screamed in disbelief, brushing his hands through his hair in frustration. “You can’t be pregnant. It’s impossible.”

You rolled your eyes at him and laughed bitterly. “As long as your not sterile and I’m not infertile, I can always get pregnant Yoongi. Condoms can rip and the pill doesn’t work 100%.”

“Fuck!”, he yelled, throwing his phone against the sofa, making you flinch. You had expected him to react pissed or at least not really happy but you never thought, he’d flip like he did.

“Yoongi…”, you approached him, trying to calm him down, needing him to calm down to be calm yourself and not have a complete breakdown.

“Don’t touch me (Y/N)”, he growled.


“No ‘buts’! This ruins everything, you realize that right? Everything I worked for so hard these last couple of years. Everything I ever wanted, all ruined because of this fucking mistake”, his voice was as cold as ice as his eyes stared at you, burning not only your body to pieces but your soul as well.

“Yoongi, yes it’s very inconvenient, you can call it a mistake even. But we’re in this together, we can’t change it. But we can go through this together”, you whispered through tears, trying to approach him again. You needed his support more than ever but all he seemed to do was to push you further away.

“It’s not only this pregnancy that is a mistake. This whole relationship was a mistake. I should have never started dating you, then it would have never gotten this far. I would have stayed focused on my work and only my work, not even having the slightest possibility for this to happen. Now what? The fans don’t even know about you! But all of sudden I have a girlfriend and a baby? They’d force me to marry you because we live in fucking Korea and you don’t just get kids without being married yet. My whole life would be ruined!”, by now he was screaming, fuming, running around the house uncontrollably, grabbing things here and there.

His words hit you worse than any weapon could as the meaning behind it sunk in. He thought you were the mistake. You were ruining everything. Everything that was important to him. He hated you in that moment, you felt it. 

You sunk to the floor, sobs escaping your lips as tears streamed down your face and your lungs were searching for air. Hysterical sobs left your mouth as your hands covered your face and your body curled up into a tiny frame.

“Yoongi please!”, you screamed out, lifting your head for a second, only hearing him going through your wardrobe in your bedroom. “I can’t do this without you! I’m a broke college student, I’m alone here, I don’t have anybody else but you!”

His figure appeared back in the door frame to the living room, a packed bag slung over his shoulder. “You should have thought about that before starting a relationship with me.”

Hastily you stood up as his body walked past you, towards your front door. Your fingers enclosed his arm, pulling on it, so he would stop. When he did and turned around, you saw the hurt and guilt in his eyes for a second before his gaze turned back to ice. You knew he cared. He cared but he was also impulsive and his impulse told him that his career was more important. 

“Yoongi, you don’t want that. You love me. You can’t just leave me like this, you’re more than this awful egoistic asshole”, you brokingly sobbed, still holding onto his arm, eyes begging him to stay.

He shook his head, ripping his arm free from your grip. “I guess you don’t know me that well after all then.”

With that, he pushed you off him, slamming the door shut without giving you one last glance, as you glanced after his figure in disbelief, a deadly pain spreading across your chest and stomach, making you gasp for air as more tears covered your face, leaving physical marks of the pain your were feeling.


anonymous asked:

I stumbled upon your mafia au rn and holy moly is it amazing. I love how it makes sense and is so well written. Oh god if you write more I'll love you forever and shower you with all the gifts, but if you don't I'll still love you and it!

Thank you! I now present part 4!

Warning: OCs, OOCness, grammatical errors but tried to keep in minimum

Keith had been in multiple first class seats, heck they were literally living in a castle that acts as their ship also, it was like just a part of being a Paladin and defender of the universe. So really, there was nothing to be awed at the private jet plane of Lance. If anything, everything outside of the Milky Way galaxy was more advanced compared to anything that Earth could offer. No, what got Keith speechless was the fact that Lance was a full blooded Mafioso. How could he deny it when the moment they entered the airport Lance was immediately greeted by the Salazar’s own crew? How could he say that this was all a lie when they were directed immediately to the plane they were going to take? How could he say that he was not shock when they were now a few hours away from Italy to meet the whole Salazar Familia?

How could Lance dropped such a huge bomb and just act so nonchantly?

“Ugh, now I am reminded why I hate wearing suits, doesn’t matter if it is Italian, English, or American suit. I hate wearing this.” Keith saw Lance seating near the window and just staring outside while attempting to loosen his tie. He had to admit that blue was really Lance’s color no matter what.

“I must admit, Earth’s clothing are beautiful. Is it always like this?” and then Keith’s attention was shifted to Allura and saw that she was admiring the simple pink silk dress she was wearing, specifically, she was staring at the floral designs adorning the lower part of the dress.

“If you meant the things that we are wearing right now, then no.” Lance completely gave up on his tie when one of the stewardess slapped his hand for the second time, “You can say that this ones are for important events. Humans just usually wear what was comfortable for them or what makes them look beautiful. Though most just wear what they can afford. Most humans are not exactly rich and food is more important than clothes.”

“And you know this despite being born with a silver spoon in your mouth?” it was not meant as a hostile question but rather a genuine one. Keith just wanted to know more about Lance because it was a painful reality that he didn’t know their blue Paladin that much at all.

Keith would not be surprised that Lance’s life as a child of a Mafioso was anything but easy. By just imagining things, Lance might be prone to being kidnapped.

“Well, you will meet a lot of interesting individuals inside the Mafia, especially the desperate ones.” Lance gave them a dark yet sorrowful smirk. Keith was reminded of the times where their Blue Paladin inflicted self-punishment to himself when they didn’t managed to save the Galra prisoners they were meant to rescue. Lance always thought it was solely his fault when it reality it was a collective error. It took a lot of talking from Allura, Shiro, and Coran until Lance managed to stop punishing himself by training non-stop with nothing but raw anger and despair.

The rest of the ride was spent in silence between Keith and Lance. Allura was asking Shiro about Earth’s customs while watching TV. Shiro was trying to explain and answer every question the Princess had but sometimes the words were lost in his mouth. Hunk and Pidge were raiding the whole plane for things to assemble and disassemble as well as find the different stocks of foods and drinks. Earth’s foods and drinks were something like a rare item for them, okay? Coran was taking his time talking to the pilots and it was a miracle that he was not being kicked out. Rather, the pilots seemed to enjoy the stories of Coran about different alien species and Altean cultures.

Coran and Allura were like children once they got in the car. They were both pointing at different objects, plants, and animals, and asking multiple questions. Pidge, Hunk, and Shiro tried to satisfy their curiosities while Lance just merely tossed a bottle of juice towards Keith and simply watched the chaos happening before them.

That was, until they reached the gates of Salazar’s mansion.

“Lance, is your family a secret fan of the Zoldyck’s?” Pidge managed to ask when Lance let it slipped that the whole mountain was under the name of the Salazar’s.

“Hm…well, logically, it will be impossible to have this mansion inspired by the Zoldyck’s when this is much older compared to the first released of Hunter x Hunter.”

“Okay, I get that.” Hunk completely budge in the conversation, “But why are we walking? Can’t we take your limousine until we reach the mansion itself?”

And this was just merely met by a mischievous grin.

“Ready your bayards. Show that you deserve the title of the ‘defenders of the universe’. Oh!” Lance shifted his attention to Coran, “Don’t worry, Coran! I told them to leave you alone from their shenanigans!”

“Shenanigans?” all of them asked before they were assaulted by a rain of bullets.

“Ugh! What is the meaning of this?!” Reflexes were the one that saved their dear lives. Fighting in a war could really hone anyone’s skills if they were desperate enough to live.

“Remember! No killings or maiming!” Lance shouted at them (or maybe to the people attacking them) and Keith saw, from the tree he was hiding, that he was freaking dancing around the barrage of bullets as if it was merely a rain fall made out of lead.

Lance then let his bayard transformed into twin pistols (an ability that the blue paladin learned earlier than the rest) and put his arms sideward before pulling the trigger while dancing an impromptu ballet, at least that was the closest comparison Keith could supply at the moment and oh goodness gracious, did Lance just somersaulted in mid-attack?

Keith could not entertain more the thought at the moment when he felt a presence near him. His feet moved before his mind could catch up to what was happening. His hands immediately pulled out his sword in order to deflect the knives aimed at him.

Human weapons might not be as advanced as alien technology but it was still deadly in the hands of experts or just lucky ones.

“Damn it! Why are you attacking us?! We are Lance’s friends!”

“Well, I can’t exactly trust that information considering you kidnapped my little bro before.” It was said in a sickening sweet voice and when Keith adjusted to the light (due to entering the forest that engulfed him in moment of darkness) he saw a man a few inches taller than him and wearing a black trench coat of all things, he had a spiky hairstyle for his strawberry blond hair and his emerald eyes feels like it was dissecting Keith’s soul bit by bit. All in all, it was hard to convinced Keith that this person was Lance’s blood brother.

As if reading his thoughts,

“Same Father different Mother!” was all the man said before tossing the rest of the knives towards Keith.

He should have known it was a distraction.

The next thing he knew was that a gun was firmly pressed on his temple.

“Any living thing is fragile once you found their heart or brain. The name is Khanda Salazar, by the way. Third child of Don Salazar.” Keith never thought that he would add another name to the list of creatures with sickening sweet giggles.

“Keith, the Red Paladin of Voltron.”

Langst Mini Fic: A Not So Good Introduction

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Mafia AU: Lance Salazar (OCs mini guide)



You have reached the automatic voicemail by Telenor*. Please leave a message after the tone.

Sana: Noora, please call me.

Eskild: Hello?

Sana: Hello, Eskild, is Noora home? It’s Sana.

Eskild: God, they’re just having sex in William’s penthouse. She’ll be back when she’s fresh from the sheets.

Linn: I think they went to London.

Eskild: Yeah, you think they went to London. You also thought that Grunde would win Paradise. You have bad judgment! Be a little humble!

Sana: I’m a little scared Noora is mad at me.

Eskild: She didn’t look very mad when she disappeared in the 3 million kroner Aston Martin. It’s a lot of money, 3 million kroner.

Sana: I sent an e-mail to William.

Eskild: An e-mail? It’s been a while since I wrote one.

Sana: Yeah, but from Noora’s account.

Eskild: You sent an e-mail from Noora’s account to William? Okay, what did you write?

Sana: Eh … I just wrote, “I love you and if you love me, come to Oslo.”

Eskild: That’s what made him come? An e-mail?!

Eskild: Why haven’t you thought of that before? You write e-mails all the time. You’re an adult. Was that all it took? Here we’ve been stomping around in self-pitying heartbreak for eight months, and then that’s all it took. No need to feel bad about that. That was nice of you. That’s high five, you know! I’m actually a little proud of you. High five!

Sana: But … I didn’t really do it for Noora. I did it because … I thought she’d gotten together with a guy that I like.

Eskild: Who’s that?

Sana: Just someone named Yousef.

Eskild: Yousef? That’s the guy you were talking to yesterday?

Linn: I once sent a used tampon to a girl who made out with my ex.

Eskild: You’ve had a boyfriend?

Linn: Yes, in 7th grade.

Eskild: Your first and last.

Linn: Yeah.

Eskild: But actually, we’re talking about Sana. We can talk more about you later. Now we’re talking about Sana and cute Muslim boy.

Sana: He’s not a Muslim.

Eskild: He’s not a Muslim? Okay … Hm. Do you want some guru advising?

Sana: What’s that?

Eskild: I was with someone … It was a year ago. And it was a really great relationship. It was the Turkish ambassador’s son. His name was Lito. You remember him, right? He was really cool. Went to Blindern**. Was into human rights. Sensitive soul, poured out his heart. And he had the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen. And he was a Muslim as well. Not that I’m religious because I’m not, but I’ve flipped through the pages of the Bible a couple of times, and it says that the most important thing is love. “Love on Top” as Beyoncé says it. And I’m just thinking, what would Jesus and Mohammed do? And that is to let the love flow. So we tried that. Love on Top. I was on top. You know, you heard it. We were there several times. And then we started to talk about other things, important stuff. Life and people and stuff, and when it came to that, we disagreed a lot. So the conclusion is that relationships between non-religious and religious people are difficult. I learned a lot. Yeah, yeah. Aren’t there other hotties in that gang? I don’t know, Elias? Isn’t he cute?

Sana: He’s my brother!

Eskild: He’s, yeah, he’s your brother. No, that wouldn’t work. That’d be weird.

Sana: Yeah.

Eskild: In what religion is that allowed? None of them? Buddhism, maybe?

Linn: Bahá’í, maybe?

Eskild: Bahá’í, maybe? Now I feel all inspired to do some research. Maybe that’s what I’ll do tonight. What are you doing today, Linn?

*Norwegian phone company

**As far as I know, the main campus of the University of Oslo

anonymous asked:

is a version of bruce wayne/batman truly invalid if they've killed? ive heard some batman fans say that about BvS bats, even if it was given a narrative purpose and reason, they say the fact he'd stoop to that level is a fundamental misunderstanding of the character and therefore an invalid version, and yes they condone the killings in tim burton and nolan bats too (the random thugs whom the camera never focuses on)

batman doesn’t kill. that’s the basic premise and foundation bruce built his entire crusade on. he won’t kill because then he stoops to his parents’ killer level and if he does that, that means he admits living in a world where parents can be killed, a world where he can’t react to that. so he changes that. he can’t/won’t/hasn’t allowed people to die to the maximum of his ability (and within reason, he’s not god). if he doesn’t kill then he’s better than joe chill. then he can stop more people from being gunned down in alleyways. essentially, bruce has created his own reality rule: by not killing, his loved ones will stay safe. i’m pretty sure it’s like a trade-off in his head: no kill rule = no lost loved ones. aside from what that tells us about his mental health (which i won’t get into here but it plays the biggest role in everything), it clearly shows us that in his world, there’s no room for if’s in the no-killing equation he’s created. there’s no room for questioning the essence of what it means to be batman because he then stops being effective. he doesn’t kill? he doesn’t lose more family. that’s it. and it works for a long time. until it doesn’t

here’s another thing: BvS batman very likely starts off with the same no kill rule we all know. he doesn’t kill so he doesn’t lose his family. but he does lose his family. jason todd is murdered, possibly other important people in his life are perversed/lost we don’t know about yet but have gotten hints about, without taking in account the metropolis tragedy with the wayne tower that topped everything off (and explains his uncharacteristic bloodlust for superman). batman’s no-killing rule that should entail safety for his family fails. it doesn’t work. it’s not enough anymore. it didn’t save jason todd. it didn’t bring back jason todd. so it takes second place now. let’s pull the rule away from the spotlight. it’s there, he doesn’t get out a shotgun and play Best Headshot Streak of The Day, but he won’t stop if that’s the only obstacle. why not? it didn’t bring jason todd back

now, comics bruce wayne has lost people. due to the decades-long material, it’s safe to say he’s lost more people than BvS bruce has even by the time he lost jason todd. and yet he never canonically kills in the comics. he’s come close to it but he doesn’t do it because he manages to still abide by the no-killing rule, despite the same pain/rage/depression (i mean, if he hadn’t, the Under the Hood arc wouldn’t be a thing). that creates a huge and important discrepancy between the two incarnations, one that could be (and has been) explained by “snyder decided to give us a non-canonical batman”. maybe. maybe he did. maybe he doesn’t understand the character. maybe the action scenes wouldn’t be as good without some maiming. maybe he wanted to be an edgy fanboy. maybe BvS bruce wayne is more prominently mentally ill than he’s ever been allowed to (rightfully) be portrayed as and we now have a chance to realistically see what that means and entails for his psyche and character development. and that makes some of you uncomfortable

there’s a batman ideal. it was created by a mentally ill orphan but it served its purpose: batman doesn’t kill (batman doesn’t lose family). and i agree wholeheartedly. batman doesn’t kill. but what about broken, lost, depressed bruce wayne? what about this version that’s supposed to serve a slightly more realistic view into our favorite heroes’ worlds and one that’s not hindered by the repressive (especially back then) comic book storytelling? does he let things slide a bit? does he punch a bit harder? does he fail to calculate the exact trajectory of where his batarang will land? i think nobody mentions he battled/stalked/went after superman obsessively, someone who’s best friends with in the comics, as much as they talk about the no kill rule. yeah he’s fought clark before. yeah he has a million plans in place just in case the justice league goes rogue. yeah he doesn’t trust his own shadow. would he, however, be seconds away from putting a spear through another being’s face without giving them even half a chance to explain?

no. no he wouldn’t. because comics bruce wayne has a better support system. because comics bruce wayne is mentally ill but not to the extent BvS bruce wayne is. the support comics bruce had back then is only now barely being introduced to DCEU’s bruce life, and it’s already made a huge change. a ten-minute friendship with clark gave us a completely redefined batman at the end of BvS, glimpses in Suicide Squad and the JL teaser. he’s changing. he’s finding the strength to abide by the no kill rule despite knowing that it doesn’t guarantee safety for his loved ones (which is a huge realization) and that he has to live with that

i know people wanted to get their batman in BvS in his most developed form, it was the first film he was introduced to us, but instead they got the man behind the mask and it was more than a lot of viewers bargained for. but please keep in mind that just because we’re not used to visible character development in film franchises on such a monumental level, it doesn’t mean it won’t and hasn’t already happened with DCEU batman. a lot of you aren’t used to seeing his character for what he really is, which is first and foremost human. he’s human. keep that in mind above all else. we’re seeing bruce wayne being slowly mended before our eyes. that’s incredible

It amazes me that people defend Snape by saying he didn’t choose Voldemort, he was forced into it… Perhaps he didn’t choose Voldemort, but he chose fear.
Snape CHOSE to succumb to fear, to prioritise his life over Lily’s when it mattered. He might not have realised it at the time but even after he did, there was absolutely nothing stopping him from betraying Voldemort and warning Lily and James.
He CHOSE to publicly call her the most racist slur, to shatter their friendship because his ego was hurt that a girl was helping him, even though (from the sounds of things) she was the only person who was nice to him.
He CHOSE to surround himself with toxic elitist Purebloods, the kind that despised people like Lily, despite her trying to help him out and stick by him, which he then CHOSE to run back to after she abandoned him because he hurt her.
Snape might be a victim of tyranny, of influence and fear, but he CHOSE to be the coward and prioritise his own life. It was only when it was too late that he realised he chose wrong…

James, on the other hand, CHOSE to grow up and mature because he realised that his petty hounding of Lily and bullying of others was wrong and stupid, so he became a better person because he knew that’s what Lily deserved.
He CHOSE to join the Order because he loved her and wanted to make sure there was a future for them, a future where they could live happily ever after.
He CHOSE to defy Voldemort THREE times, despite his fear, despite the fact he could have died any of these times and countless more before and after.
He CHOSE to face the darkest wizard of all time, wandless, unarmed, because his wife and their baby could escape in the time it took for his body to hit the floor and there was no chance it wouldn’t hit the floor. James Potter was many things but he was not an idiot. He knew that facing Voldemort at that point would be the last thing he did, but you know what?
He CHOSE to do it. He decided that Lily’s life, and Harry’s, was more important than his own. He felt the fear but he fought against it because THAT IT WHAT YOU DO WHEN YOU ARE IN LOVE.
And I appreciate that that is a difficult thing to do, especially in Snape’s position, so Snily shippers can ship that pairing until the cows come home, but it will never EVER stop being true that Snape chose himself because of his fear, but James chose Lily in spite of it.

I just rewatched Zayn’s interview promoting IDWTLF on Elvis Duran’s radio show because I miss the sound of his voice and remembered this bit from when I watched the livestream, where they were talking about writing styles and Elvis said he was always curious to hear how different artists wrote their songs and he said Sia, for example, and Zayn was so interested to know more and asked how Sia wrote her music.
That throwaway moment, which didn’t even make the final televised cut (or what I’ve seen of it online) is so significant because it really exemplifies Zayn’s personality. He’s so curious and interested in things and people outside of himself. It would be so easy to be self-absorbed and jaded when you’ve been living in a celebrity bubble for essentially a third of your life but you can tell that Zayn craves knowledge and wants to challenge himself, and that is so so important to me as a fan and as a person.

The ‘L’ Word (J.A)

Description -  You tell Jack you love him and he avoids you afterwards.

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You sat in the front passenger seat of Jonah’s car, which was being driven by Jack that night. He was driving you home in the aftermath of the date night you both had endured half an hour before.

His right hand held yours as you both dramatically sang to random songs that played on the radio.

He’d reach over and cover your mouth with his free hand so he could sing louder, and even licking his palm wouldn’t make him move away.

Laughs and giggles filled the car and by the time you guys pulled up to your home, you didn’t want to leave his side.

“I don’t wanna go inside,” you complain, sinking in your seat and turning to your boyfriend with a small pout on your lips.

“You do this every time,” he rolls his eyes with a small grin.

“I know,” you huff, unbuckling your seatbelt and reaching back to the back seats to grab your messenger bag. When you moved to sit back down, Jack surprised you with a kiss on your lips, taking your jaw into the palm of his hand as he reeled you in closer.

You didn’t object to the action, returning the kiss instantly, dropping your bag onto your lap before bringing your hands up to embrace him. A smile broke out on both of your lips when you pulled away from each other, hands still touching the other’s faces.

“I love you.”

And you went to sleep that night thinking one thing.

He didn’t say it back.


It’s been four days. No texts, no calls… nothing. You hadn’t cried yet, but you knew eventually they’d make an appearance. You felt rejected in the worse way possible and it hurt like hell.

You and Jack had been dating for about a year now. You had lived in L.A long before he had, and when you both met, thanks to Logan, your cousin who lived three buildings away from you, an immediate connection took place. Ever since then, you and Jack have been connected by the hip.

So when you told Jack that you loved him, you were as serious as ever. You loved him with all of your heart and you wanted him to know that.

But now all you can feel is regret. You knew that if you hadn’t uttered those three words nothing would’ve changed between you and him. You wouldn’t have spent the night before staring at your ceiling with furrowed eyebrows and a frown inked onto your face.

“What’s wrong, Sunshine?” You dad asked you as he made his way out of the storage unit in the back of the store. You picked your head up from your view of the notebook placed beside the cash register, your hand pausing, putting a halt in your sketch.

“What? Why would you think something’s wrong?” You asked, raising a single eyebrow.

“You have that lost puppy look on your face,” your dad places the box of recycled tech on the table. “Is it because of Jack? I haven’t seen him around in a while-”

“It’s not because of Jack, Dad. I’m fine,” you shrugged, turning back to your sketchbook and doodling away on the paper.

“Okay then,” he shrugged. “I’m gonna go put these in the trunk. Could you sort the others in the back for me?”

“Whose gonna work up front?” You ask.

“I’ll be back if I see a customer,” you dad said before picking the box up again and exiting through the front door, the bells jingling at the top.

You sigh before closing your notebook and heading to the back of the store you, your dad and grandpa owned. It was a crossover of a pawn and thrift shop for technology. It wasn’t the most successful but it was enough to pay your bills.

A sigh left your lips as you pulled a cardboard box off of the top shelf, grunting at the heaviness of the package.

You set that and three other boxes on the floor. You whipped your head up to the doorway of the room when you hear a soft knock against the wood.

Your eyes come in contact with Jack, who stood there with his hands in his jacket pockets.

A few seconds of silence passed over the two of you before you scoff aloud and turn back to the boxes, kneeling before them and cutting them up with knives.

“Hey,” you heard him, but you didn’t say anything back. You couldn’t find anything to say. If anything, you knew the second you say something you’d blow up.

The room went silent again, besides the sound of clinking and clanking as you went through the first box that was filled with broken phones and tablets. You began to take each and every one of them out, pressing the buttons trying to see if any of them would turn on.

“I stopped by your house, but you weren’t there,” he said. You stayed quiet. “I’ve missed you.”

You roll your eyes.

“You gonna say something?”

“God forbid I do. Maybe you’ll go ignoring me for another week,” you mutter.


“What do you want, Jack?” You finally look up at him. “I told you I loved you. You obviously don’t feel the same. Stop dancing around the subject.”

“I don’t-” he couldn’t even find the words to say. “I didn’t mean to-”

“I really don’t care,” you utter, not thinking twice about all the interrupting you’ve been doing.

“Y/N just listen to me,” Jack pleaded, taking a few more steps in. “I’m sorry. You just caught me by surprise.”

“Is that your excuse for avoiding me?” You raise a single eyebrow.

“No. No, it’s not. I don’t know what came over me when you said… when you said you loved me,” Jack mumbled.

“I do,” you dusted your hands before rising straight up onto your feet. You turned to the shelves behind you, taking another box and placing it beside the other one on the floor. “The feelings aren’t reciprocated. And I get that. What I don’t get is why you had to decline all my calls, ignore my texts and completely dodge me when all you had to say was that you don’t feel the same way. Yeah, it may hurt but the fact is it hurt even more that you went and nearly ended our relationship without even telling me,” you ramble, your eyes growing glossy as you feel the burn of oncoming tears at the back of your head.

“It’s not that I don’t feel the same way. Lord knows how much you mean to me. I just… I don’t know, I guess I panicked.”

“Over me loving you?” The word ‘love’ felt foreign in your mouth. You’ve said it a million times to your family and best friends, but meaning it at a different level like this one wasn’t normal.

“I’ve been in relationships before, okay? And they hadn’t worked out so well-”

“So you think ours won’t? Because I’m starting to see that in our near future, too.” You didn’t mean it, and you knew that. You weren’t too sure if he did, though.

“I’m not saying that,” he takes another step forward. “I’m saying that I was just taking precautions.”

“We’ve been together for a year,” you confront, agitation clear in your tone.

“I know that. Trust me, and I don’t regret it. You know about my girlfriends before you. I’ve been cheated on, dumped out of nowhere-”

“Yeah, well now you can tell everyone that you broke my heart before I could’ve had the chance to break yours,” you quickly say, not looking up at him.

“Y/N,” he sounded desperate.

“Can you please leave?”

“I’m not going until you understand what I’m trying to get at,” he objects.

“Jack-” you cut yourself off when you see his shadow come closer - close enough for him to reach out and pull you into a hug if he wanted to.

“I’m gonna say this again, and I’ll say it as many times as I have to until you get what I want you to hear. I panicked, and even I can’t deny that. You are one of the most important things in my life and you mean the world to me. I was stupid and made a huge mistake by avoiding you, and I still don’t know why that was my backlash to you telling me you love me. So, once again, I panicked - over you loving me and me loving you. And how I would tell you that I love you, too.”

You froze, your eyes staying put on the cracked iPad in your hands. You didn’t want to ask him to repeat what he said, because in your head it was too good to be true.

“I love you, too, Y/N, and I regret not telling you that in the car outside of your house that night.”

You still didn’t speak, paralyzed with relief and unsurety.

“Please, just look at me,” he pleaded, slowly kneeling in front of you. Your heart began to pound faster when his hands brushed against yours as he took the iPad out of your hands, only for him to take yours right into his. It was like the first time you guys went on a date and he grabbed your hand - as cliche as it is, butterflies taking over the inside of you. “I’m sorry, and you need to know that.”

Your eyes briefly glance up to meet his before they go back to staring at the floor in front of you. Letting out a small sigh, you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a hug, to which he instantly hugs you back, taking you into his arms and embracing you.

“I know you are,” you mutter, feeling his arms temporarily tighten around you.

“I’m an idiot,” he says.

“Yeah, you are.”



anonymous asked:

Can I request for RFA + V and Saeran HC for meeting/dating a chubby/curvy MC who is super self conscious and insecure. Thanks!

RFA + V and Saeran with a chubby mc?

I had two requests for this and it also happens to be something I’ve thought about a hell of a lot with myself not being very thin. Just remember that you’re honestly beautiful no matter your size or what other people think of your size ♥


  • Physical appearances isn’t something that matters to Yoosung
  • When he was talking to you on the messenger, he felt a connection that he’s never had with anyone else
  • So when he first meets you, he is smitten beyond belief
  • You could literally turn up wearing a trash bag and this boy would tell you how gorgeous you look
  • He won’t see your insecurities right away, because in his mind there’s nothing to be insecure about, so it’s likely going to be something you have to explain to him
  • Emphasis on the explain because he honestly cannot wrap his head around it
  • You’re the most perfect person he’s ever met?????
  • But despite his confusion he’s extremely respectful, and if there’s certain areas you are extremely insecure about, he’ll only pay attention to them if you’re comfortable with it
  • Sometimes he’ll see you lost in thought, and on the off chance its a negative thought about yourself  he’ll just randomly compliment you
  • He has a young, dumb and naive vibe about him, but don’t be fooled, he’s quite intuitive and will use this to his advantage on making you feel better
  • His goal is to have you love yourself as much as he loves you


  • No matter who you are, the level of perfection that Zen embodies will bring out the worst insecurities in you
  • Which is even worse when they were already pretty prominent anyway
  • In pop culture the hot guy always ends up with the hot girl, and this internalised stereotype becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy around you all the time
  • You expected Zen to take one look at you and retract all those sweet things he had told you in the messenger and over the phone
  • But Zen has spent his whole life being judged for his looks, people not caring about who he is inside or the talent that he has, instead only caring about how attractive he was
  • This happening constantly has caused him to not care about looks, and as cliche as it sounds, he honestly only cares about the personality a person has
  • So when you do finally meet, you can’t help but notice the face splitting grin he’s wearing
  • He’s thrilled to have you in his arms at last, and he would never let you go if it were possible
  • There are certain times within your relationship where your insecurities feel like they are sky-rocketing, one of the biggest triggers for them being his fans
  • They’re always beautiful girls with model-like figures, and it makes you feel like shit
  • He notices this, every single time, and when he takes you to bed at night, he makes sure to pay extra attention to the areas you are most insecure about
  • He thinks you are a literal goddess, and he will worship you and your beautiful body as much as you need to feel better about yourself


  • As a woman, Jaehee is more than aware of the constant pressures society places on people to be ‘attractive’
  • In fact she likely has insecurities of her own
  • But she always seems not phased by things like that, so when you’re going to meet her, you feel extra nervous
  • It doesn’t help that she’s literally a dream girl herself
  • She looks effortlessly flawless when you do meet her, and for a brief moment all of your insecurities are heightened in ways they never have before in your life
  • Emphasis on the brief, because the second she lays eyes on you she is smitten
  • Her grin is so big and she cannot even hide it
  • She tells you how beautiful you love, pulling you into nervous hug
  • Even when the insecurities creep back up now and then during the day, you try your best to avoid letting them take over your mind
  • Working for Jumin Han has helped Jaehee be able to pick up the slightest change in behaviour or emotions however, so she’s immediately aware that something is wrong
  • She’ll ask gently, and you’ll mention that you’re a little nervous, maybe even let slip that you feel a little insecure
  • She won’t have it for a second
  • You’re so gorgeous to her, and you are the only person she’s ever felt this way about, so it leaves her a little dumbfounded that you might be insecure
  • But again, she likely has insecurities herself, and she’ll know that kind words and extra attention will go a long way
  • Every now and then she’ll compliment you subtly, but by the end of the day you’ll feel on top of the word
  • With her constant reassurances, you’ll one day learn to love yourself the way she loves you


  • You know the kind of women that try and throw themselves at Jumin
  • Most of them are model like and attractive in ways you didn’t even know were possible
  • And he rejects every single one of them
  • You can’t help but think he’ll do the same to you once he meets you, because in your eyes you are nowhere even close to those girls and if they can’t get him then what chance could you possibly have
  • You feel physically sick the first time you’re going to meet him
  • Somehow you had managed to convince yourself this would be the first and last time you saw him
  • When he came into view your heart almost stopped, he looked incredible, just as you imagined
  • And when he saw you, you almost stopped and turned to run away
  • His face was expressionless for a moment, before turning up into a sly smirk
  • To him, you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, even more so than his precious Elizabeth 3rd
  • Similar to Jaehee, Jumin has learned to note changes in behaviour, tone, expression etc
  • It’s an important skill for him when doing business
  • Unfortunately he can’t quite figure out what it is that’s different with you, so being the blunt and forward person he is, he asks
  • When you tell him you feel insecure because of your size, he almost laughs, almost
  • He tells you how the only thing he’s thought about since he set eyes on you was how mesmerising you were
  • In his whole life, no one had managed to get through to him emotionally like you had, and that was the most important thing for him
  • All he wanted was you by his side, and now he has it


  • Honestly probably the least nervous for meeting because, you know
  • He’s already stalked your entire life online
  • So he probably knows what you look like already
  • Not to say that you won’t be insecure when meeting him, but it won’t be the very first time he’s seeing you
  • After all he’s also been watching you on the security cameras daily
  • You don’t even have chance to be nervous when first meeting him, because almost immediately gives you a bear hug
  • He’s literally beyond excited to finally meet you in person
  • You’re probably his favourite thing in the universe and now here you are, with him
  • He’s so in awe of you he definitely will not notice if you’re insecure about your size, and so it’s likely something you have to tell him
  • He’s ?? just ?? so ?? confused ??
  • In his eyes there isn’t a damn thing wrong with you????
  • In fact he really thinks you’re a million times more beautiful in person than in the pictures he’s seen or from watching you on the security camera
  • Definitely takes a mental note of anything specific you point out as an insecurity
  • Definitely pays extra attention to those areas when things get hot and heavy
  • And just in general like when you’re sat watching tv together or snuggling up together in bed
  • Tells you how pretty you are like a million times a day, and that is not an exaggeration 
  • He can’t believe how lucky he is to have you in his life, you make him feel so at ease
  • He couldn’t have asked for anything better to happen to him, you are the best thing that could have


  • Well let’s point out the obvious
  • He can’t see
  • He may still have that tiny bit of vision in his left eye when he finally meets you, but his sight was going pretty fast
  • So there’s a chance that he’s completely blind by the time it comes to meeting each other in person
  • Even still though, you are insecure, it’s just a part of who you are
  • He might not be able to see you, but you can, and others can
  • However, when you do actually meet, you find the fact he can’t see you slightly comforting
  • It allows you to spend time with him without being plagued by your insecurities
  • V has this vibe about him that just makes people feel at ease in his presence
  • Like he’s so gentle and soft but at the same time you know he is able to protect you and look after you
  • He is definitely the kind of person who enjoys having deep conversations late at night
  • So that’s likely when you eventually tell him about your insecurities 
  • He grins slightly, and tells you he’s always kept a secret from you
  • Even though at this point his sight is gone, when he first met you he still had a little bit left
  • He wanted to tell you how beautiful you looked, but he had an inkling doing so would change how you felt
  • You just looked so at ease and comfortable, and with a few little comments you made without realising he had quickly picked up on the fact you were insecure about your size
  • He tells you that it breaks his heart that he can no longer see your face
  • So much so that he’s actually been speaking to Jumin about getting the surgery after all
  • He was never interested until he missed being able to see your face
  • You’ve become so important to him and all he wants is to see your face light up, your eyes sparkle, every part of you
  • He loves you, and you are his literal goddess 


  • Similar to his brother, Saeran has already seen you
  • When you became involved with the RFA, he definitely cyber stalked you, and potentially actually physically stalked you a little too
  • Just gathering intel as he would tell himself when he did it
  • However, you are unaware of this, so to you, it’s the first time he’s seeing you
  • When you meet you expect him to not like what he sees
  • But he doesn’t look surprised, or shocked, he just looks kind of content to see you
  • He’s his usually angsty self, but slightly, bubblier? 
  • It’s not a word you thought you would ever use to describe Saeran, but it was the only one fitting
  • You go for ice-cream, and your insecurities almost fade away
  • He’s another member of the group who probably won’t notice if you’re feeling a bit off due to insecurities, and even if he did have a slight feeling, he wouldn’t know what to do and so would ignore it
  • It isn’t until you open up to him a little and tell him about your insecurities due to your weight etc that he starts to understand
  • Seeing this slightly more vulnerable side of you brings out a more compassionate side in him
  • And he tells you about how your first meeting wasn’t the first time he saw you
  • He had actually seen you many times before that
  • And he was never honest with himself as to why
  • But he knew it was weird that he would seek you out 10x as much as the others
  • He confesses that he was captivated by you, how you were just so damn beautiful in everything you did, without even realising
  • There was always this desire within him to meet you because of this and become a part of your life, and he’s beyond grateful that he’s achieved that
  • Because even though he isn’t always open about his feelings, you are the one thing he needs more than anything else
  • You are his life now and he wouldn’t have it any other way

anonymous asked:

could we get some shiro hc for when he's proposing to his s/o?? like what he's feeling, how he'll do it etc some fluffy feels are much appreciated

I’m crying rn bc I got to imagine Shiro proposing, thank you so much for this gift! Also, this is quite long because Shiro has a master plan and it involves everyone.

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Imagine...Being The Only One Who Can Calm Isaac Because You're His Anchor

Characters: Y/n, Isaac, Ethan, Aiden, Mrs Martin

Pairing: Isaac x Y/n (GENDER NEUTRAL READER)

Warnings: Anxious reader, pranks, angry Isaac, cuteness and fluff at the end

Word count: 878

Summary: When a prank goes wrong and Isaac is about to lose his temper, you’re there to calm him. 

A/N: Ok, so…requested fic by @rickflag-rocks - Hey! I know that you havent done my other request yet but…. Can you do a story where the male reader is isaac’s anchor/mate and aiden and ethan started a prank war sort of which making you and isaac get suspended because you got involved too Then isaac gets angry and the male reader try’s to calm him down by hugging him/kissing him or playing with his hair?…. (You can replace this with the smut that i request if you want too❤️❤️) Ok, so I made it gender neutral and didn’t really make it all that romantic, sorry!!. Also, sorry this took sooo long!! Hope u like it!!

Tagged peeps: @sallyp-53 @greyravenvixen @helvonasche @chelsea072498 @the-latina-trickster @aingealcethlenn @squirrels-angels-and-moose @lucifer-in-leather @p–trick @sinceriouslyamellpadalecki @mogaruke @totalwhovian 


You were terrified to go into school today.

For the past week or two, Aiden and Ethan had begun pulling a few pranks and tricks on you.

At first, you didn’t react.

They were just having a bit of fun and you didn’t mind.

Most of the things they did were harmless. A fake spider on your desk. Whoopee cushions. The usual stuff.

But then they upped their game.

Exploding pens, squirting flowers and even a card that screamed profanities they’d recorded when you opened it, leading to the teacher glaring at you as you sunk into your chair.

But recently, it’d been quiet.

A little too quiet.

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anonymous asked:

Sine, Sine! I'm sorry to bother you, but do you have any good tips for writing 616 Tony! I just love your characterization so much :)

Oh, boy, an opportunity to talk about my fave! I was actually sitting here thinking, gosh, I hope someone asks me to write meta about my favorite characters sometime soon! And then you did, so thank you, anon! (And thank you, I’m glad you like my characterization.)

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