because i need something to cheer me up

Enneagram: How to get along with the types.

Type 1

- Be responsible for yourself, so I don’t have to do that for you, too.
- I’m hard on myself. Assure me that I’m good, just the way I am.
- Tell me that you appreciate my advices.
- Be fair, and attentive, like I am.
- Apologize when you are wrong. This helps me forgive.
- Help me loosen up a bit, and teach me how to laugh at myself. But please, listen to my concerns first.

(Most common type among ISTJs, ESTJs, and INTJs)

Type 2

- Tell me you appreciate me. Be specific about why.
- Share your joy with me.
- Do care about my problem, even if I’m busy with yours.
- Let me know that I’m important and special to you.
- Please be gentle, even if you have to criticize me.
- In intimate relationships; assure me that you’re still interested in me.
- Remind me that you love me.
- Tell me I’m attractive, and you really like when people see us together.

(Most common type among ISFJs, ESFJs, ESFPs, INFJs, and ENFJs)

Type 3

- Leave me alone when I work.
- Please give me honest, but not critical feedback.
- Help me to organize, and to keep my environment neat.
- Don’t burden me with negative emotions.
- Tell me that you like being with me.
- Tell me that you’re proud of me and my achievements.

(Most common type among ESTJs, ENTJs, and ENFJs)

Type 4

- Give me compliments often. They mean a lot.
- Be a supportive friend, or partner. Help me to love others and to appreciate myself.
- Please keep the power of my intuition, and foresight in respect.
- Though I don’t always want people to cheer me up from my melancholy, sometimes you still have to bring back the light to my inner world.
- DON’T tell me, that I’m too sensitive, or I overreact something!

(Most common type among ISFPs, INFJs, and INFPs)

Type 5

- Please be independent, not a puppy.
- Talk shortly, and straightforwardly.
- I need to be alone to think.
- Remember, if I appear to be distant, or arrogant, that’s because I feel uncomfortable.
- Show me that you’re happy to see me, but don’t ever overact because that makes me doubt your honesty.
- If I have to repeat something I said, and I become irritated, that’s because it was hard to say for the first time even.
- Help me to avoid big parties, loud people, overheated emotions, and the violation of my privacy.

(Most common type among ISTPs, INTJs, and INTPs)

Type 6

- Be straightforward and honest with me.
- Pay attention to me.
- Please don’t condemn me for my worry.
- Let’s solve our problems together.
- Assure me that everything’s OK between us.
- Laugh, and joke around with me.
- Lead me gently to new experiences.
- Don’t overreact when I overreact something.

(Most common type among ISTJs, ESTJs, ISFJs, and ESFJs)

Type 7

- Give me company, kindness, and freedom.
- Have stimulating conversations, and laugh with me.
- Appreciate my ideas, and listen to my stories.
- Don’t try to change me. Accept me for who I am.
- Be independent. I don’t like babysitting others.
- Please don’t tell me what to do.

(Most common type among ESTPs, ENTPs, ESFPs, and ENFPs)

Type 8

- Stand up for yourself… and for me.
- Be confident, strong, and straightforward.
- Don’t talk behind my back and don’t abuse my trust.
- Dare to be vulnerable, and share your feelings with me. Notice, and admit that I have a delicate side, too.
- Give me space to be alone.
- Admit, and appreciate the things I do for you, but don’t try to dazzle me.
- I often talk passionately. Please don’t take it personally.
- When I rage, I break things, or I shout. Remember, this is how I work.

(Most common type among ESTPs, ENTJs, and ENTPs)

Type 9

- It’s not what you say, it’s the way you say it. I’m sensitive to pressure and expectations.
- I like being quiet and to serve, but don’t take advantage of me.
- Don’t interrupt me when I’m talking, not even when I digress a little.
- Give me enough time for decisions, and tasks. But you can push me gently.
- Ask, if something’s not clear.
- Please tell me, if you like me. It won’t go to my head.
- Hug me, and show me your emotions physically. This helps me to open up.
- I like a good conversation, but not an argument.
- Let me know, if I did or said something right.
- Laugh with me, and share your happiness with me.

(Most common type among ISTPs, INTPs, ISFPs and INFPs)

“You’re a sweet kid, Chat. And someday Ladybug’s gonna see it too. I promise.”

I will willingly toss myself at 3 headcannons:
1. Chat and Fox!Alya are totally furry bros. This BrOTP is my everything.
2. Fox!Alya is totally trying to set up Chat with LB, just like she is with Marinette and Adrien because she’s the matchmaker friend- everyone has one. They’ll be gloating at your wedding someday.
3. Fox!Alya and Nino have a Superman/ Lois Lane realationship. And with Nino being Adrien’s bro, they both totally drop everything to get him out of harms way leading to a very confused Nino and the BrOTP being all “Wait why do you care so much” “Idk why do YOU”

This show has soooooo many paralells and that set up is just perfectly ironic enough for me to looooove it. So I thought Fox!Alya saying to Chat something similar to what she told Marinette at the end of the Bubbler would be deliciously fitting.

Context: Idk, Fox!Alya is all angry and upset because of something (knowing the show something pertaining to relationships or gd Chloe, something personal she can’t really talk to him about) and Adrien (who is precious sunshine child) tries to cheer her up with goof and staff-copters into the night without a word and then cue comic.

Alya is badass and Adrien is my child. I need them to be bros and be happy. I N E E D it.

“Being Friends is Great and All”

Peter Parker x Reader

Avengers Chat-room

Part 1 HERE .

Warnings: Spidey fluff, Love Confression or Crush, Backstory Explanation, Reader Powers Are Cool But She’s Still Learning, Some Plot In A Chat-Room Somehow, Little Angst But Barely.

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Hero? No Need.

Originally posted by nooowestayandgetcaught

Requested by anonymous:

“Do you think you would ever write for Reggie Mantle?? I know he is no Jughead, but Ja'dore 😍. If you did do you think that you could do one where the reader and Cheryl are Bffs and they grew up hanging out with Reg. But since high school things are different. Maybe he stands up to Chuck? I don’t know, but I would appreciate it. You really have a talent and I love you 😘😘”

Warnings: Fluff, swearing 

Notes: This gif makes me laugh lmao but yes I love Reggie!!! I’m so sad Ross isn’t playing him in season 2 and that we haven’t gotten to see his character develop :( x

“Are you here yet?” 

“I’m walking in to school now.”

“Would you hurry your virgin ass up?” Cheryl huffed which caused *yn* to roll her eyes but still smile slightly at her all too predictable best friend.

“Would you relax your tyrannical ass Cher? I’ll be two minutes tops.” *yn* teased, hanging up before Cheryl could get another snarky remark in. 

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Nothing says “sorry” like Roses

Namjoon x Reader

1.4k words

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You wok at a flower shop, and Namjoon needs something that says “sorry I burned your kitchen down and spilled your grandmothers ashes; please give my dog back.” 

“What did you do?” 

The words slipped past your lips before you could stop them, but it was an obvious question that you didn’t usually have to ask. Normally, when nervous men walked into the small florist shop, they wanted nothing more than to tell you why they were sleeping on the couch this time. You had heard everything, nothing surprised you anymore–other than this clumsy young man wandering around as though he had no idea how he had gotten there.

“Sorry?” He said, turning abruptly to face you.

“Not to be nosy, but I might be able to help you if I know what you’re looking for–or what you’re apologizing for.” You said, and the man rubbed the back of his neck as he looked at the floor. “You don’t have to tell me, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” 

“I set her kitchen on fire.” He muttered after a moment.

“Oh. Well nothing says sorry like roses–” You started, but he shook his head.

“That’s not all. I broke her vase…” 

“That’s not so bad.” You said, giving him a reassuring smile. “You can give her a new one with the flowers.”

He shook his head again. “It had her grandmothers ashes in it.” 

“Oh.” That had you stumped for a moment, and he continued before you recovered. 

“Her parents hate me. She says I don’t spend enough time with her. She moved out last week and took my dog. So I need something that says “Sorry I burned down half your house, spilled your grandmothers ashes, and that I’m not very likable. Please forgive me, and give Monie back.” 

You nodded slowly. This would be tough. If you had known him as a friend, you probably would have told him to give up–at some point, relationships weren’t going to get better. You had seen it all, heard it all, and flowers could only do so much; you weren’t a miracle worker.

But not only was he a customer, his dog was at stake.

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BTS reaction to you being sunshine all day but also being broken inside

Request: BTS, Exo, GOT7 reaction to you being literal sunshine all the time, even if they know/can see you’re going through a really hard time and they tell you to cry  because it would be better than holding it in


Jin would keep an eye on you all the time to make sure you are okay and nobody tells you mean things. He’d support you and be your power. He knows the true side of you and he is glad you don’t have secrets when you are with him. He would clearly see the huge black, rotting hole in your heart that you tried to paint over with kindness and love. After a hard day you find peace in his arms.

“Thanks for making me feel whole, even if you can’t make yourself feel whole.”

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He’d be the only one who is able to calm you down. In his eyes you shine because he admires your mental strength. He sees you smiling but at the end of the day, always, he’d just cuddle with you and remind you that it’s time to cry it all out.

”I’m here. I don’t care if you need to stay up all night long. I will stay with you.”

Originally posted by mvssmedia


He’d want you to find something that would cheer you up and in your sad days he’d be always with you and fight with your demons. On your worst days, he’d hold you. Namjoon would know his love won’t cure your sadness but he wants you to know you will never fight alone.

“I will be your strength!”

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Whenever he’d see you are close to crying Jungkook would grab your hand and hide with you in some empty place. He’d hug you and it is enough for you. He wants you to know that he is the person you can rely on in your hardships.

“I know your sadness becomes deep and frightening but my love in those intense moments is indescribable. Let’s fight it together.”


He is the only one who can find your hiding place and also the one who always reaches out his hand to help you. His arms are a home to you and he builds you up.

“You know, your existence in my life is a gift you gave me.“

Originally posted by j-miki


Suga would exactly know how hard it is to wear a happy mask on your sad face. The cheerier you are, the less people will suspect, but you can’t hide it forever. Everybody reaches a breaking point and so do you. Suga would show you that there is love and support all around you.

“I hope that life treats you well, and when it doesn’t, I hope that you treat yourself well.


He is your ray of sunshine on a rainy day. His voice can bring the sun down to its knees and his laugh would fill you with warm and sunlight. He’d be always near you and look after you. He’d repeat all over again

“You are loved. You are precious. You are not alone.”

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Make Me Like You

Reader x Stefan Salvatore



Imagine: You are hopelessly in love with your friend Stefan Salvatore, which could be a good thing, if he was not still in love with his last girlfriend, Elena Gilbert. Well, that is how you see things. But remember: not everything is what it seems.

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You stared at your phone once more, realising he was not going to text you. Or even call you. If you stopped even a second to analyse the situation, it was rather stupid to keep waiting for that to happen. Nevertheless, Stefan Salvatore was a taken man. Well, not literally, because he and Elena broke up almost six months ago. Yet, he still seemed off about it, which made your heart break in ways you did not conceive as possible.

“Oh, damn it! Why did you have to make me like you, anyway?” You huffed, standing up and leaving the living room.

Those feelings began to surface after you and him went on a mission together to find a witch who could help with the whole Originals deal. Stefan was so sweet and caring back there. Of course, he never actually showed you he was interested in more than a friendship. Also, it felt deeply wrong to like your best friend’s boyfriend. However, you could not help it. Suddenly, the younger Salvatore was all you could see. When they broke up… It sort of enlightened your day, even though it was a completely messed up thing to think.

You turned the TV on and tried to focus your mind on the funny sitcom. It did not work. The only thing buzzing in your head was him. And his gorgeous smile and sweet green eyes. How he would call you up just to talk and maybe have a drink. The way you two connected… It was kind of rare. Only Stefan was not able to see it. Stuck in the memories of his epic love with Elena. It frustrated you the fact they were meant to be. It was not fair!

A soft groan escaped your lips and, finally, you decided to go out. Clear your head and, if the odds were on your favour, find a distraction. Within ten minutes you were parking outside the Mystic Grill, ready to eat and drink something. The vodka cranberry taste sprinkling on your thoughts.

“Hey, Matty!” You waved at the blond, watching a smile appear.

“Now, what are you doing here, Y/N?”

“Hum, I think this is a bar, so… I’m pretty sure I came here to drink.” Your voice was sarcastic and he noticed, shaking his own head. “Can you get me my favourite?”

“Yes, but don’t think this is over, miss Y/L/N.”

Matt Donovan was your best friend since both of you were ten. Still, apart from that, you could not find the strength to come clean about how you felt to him. Once he heard you had gotten yourself in love with Stefan, he would flip out. Mainly because you kept this a secret for too long and, boy, the blond hated secrets.

“There you go.”

“Thanks, Matt.” You winked, sipping on your drink.

“I hate to see you like that, Y/N! Pretending like there’s nothing wrong… So typically you. I wish you would tell me what’s going on.”

“I-I can’t, Matty. It’s not that I don’t want to, I do! If only all of this was easier.”

“Look, I want to know everything.” He rolled his eyes. “But I have to work. My shift is almost over. Can you wait?”

“I guess…” You shrugged.

“OK. At least you won’t be alone while you do it.”

“Why are you saying that?”

Matt laughed and pointed to the door, where Stefan stood. You suppressed a sigh and took another sip from the vodka you ordered, struggling to maintain your heartbeat under control. Donovan patted you on the shoulder and got back to his work, leaving you to deal with the devils on your back.

“I didn’t thought I’d see you here, Y/N.”

“Yeah, you know… I was bored at home so I thought: what better way to cheer me up than drinking?

He chuckled, taking a sit in front of you. His sweet eyes watching your every move. It was times like these you wished you were able to read minds. Not that you liked to snoop on other people’s lives, but because your heart desperately needed to know something. Either to give it all up or keep hoping.

“Is everything okay?”

“Huh?” You shook your head, exhaling. “Oh, yeah. I’m fine.”

“It doesn’t seem like you are.” His hand grabbed yours and God knows how you were able to hold a shudder. “Talk to me.”

Maybe, just maybe, it was time to open yourself up. Tell him exactly what had been going on with you and your feelings. Gosh, that would be a harsh thing to do. You finished the drink and soon enough ordered another one. Yeah, the opportunity was right there, in front of your eyes. He needed to know, no matter how loud your thoughts were screaming for you not to do it. It was the only way to shake it out of you.

“Can I trust you with a secret?”

“Of course you can, Y/N.” His sounded normal, but you could catch the hint of concern within his words. “We’re friends and I really care about you.”

Oh, shucks.

“Hum… OK. There’s something I need to tell you.”

“I’m all ears.” Stefan smiled gently and stroked the back of your hand, which was still lost between his larger ones. “Come on!”

“I know you are still in love with Elena and…”

“Wait, what?”

“Shut up and let me finish.” He nodded, still frowning but agreeing to hear you talk. “I don’t want to get in the middle of you two. But I can’t help myself. Stefan, I’m in lo… I mean, I really like you.”

“What are you saying?”

Was he dumb or anything? I was pretty clear on what I said!”, you thought, almost rolling your eyes at his response.

“Come on! You know what I said… I like you.”

His bright white teeth shone when he smiled.

“This was random.” Your beloved rose his eyebrows. “Hum, I like you too, Y/N.”

“You’re probably didn’t understand. I don’t like you as a friend, Stefan…”

“You mean… Really like me?”



That was not what you were expecting. Suddenly, the embarrassment started to crawl up your emotional wall. He did not felt the same way, as, deep down, you expected him to. Now, you had lost a friend. You were so freaking stupid.

“I-I need to go. I’m sorry.”

“Wait!” You simply placed a twenty dollar bill and left, meeting the bright moon on the sky. So beautiful for such a horrible night. “Y/N, wait.”

“What, Stefan? I know you don’t want to be with me. I don’t even know why I said anything.”

“You didn’t even give me a chance to explain! Matter fact, to say anything.”

You narrowed your eyes a bit. He did not have to say anything. You were just his silly little friend. And that was all you would ever be. Now, without a doubt, even your ears were red out of the unpleasant awkward situation. “Why couldn’t I keep my mouth shut?”, a cruel though popped up in your head.

“I’m sorry about the way I reacted.”

“No, you don’t have to do that.”

“Could you just let me finish?”

“OK, I’ll shut up.”

“You’re really special to me. I don’t I have ever met a girl so though and so resilient. And there’s no way I can repay for everything you have done to me. To keep me going.” Stefan pulled you close, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Elena was a huge part of my life. I won’t deny it. However, she’s gone. Living her dream with Damon. And I’m happy for both of them. Of course it took me awhile to get over that, but you stayed and put up with me at my worst. That’s why I don’t need to hesitate now: I love you, miss Y/L/N. You’re truly the one for me.”

“Oh, Stefan!” The tears built up on your eyes began to stream down your face. “I’m so happy. I-I never would have figured you felt this way.”

“I wish I knew you felt like this sooner.” He whispered in your ear, kissing a sweet spot on your neck.

You sighed, biting your lower lip.

“Can I say one more thing?”

“Yes.” Stefan replied, softly.

“I love you too.” It was barely a whisper, but you knew he had heard.

He cupped your cheeks and let his thumb wipe off the teardrops which insisted to keep falling. The younger Salvatore, then, kissed your mouth very gently. His lips applying a tender pressure against your own. You pulled a lock of his caramel hair, taking all the pleasure you could get from that. It was definitely a dream coming true.

“Now, would you come back inside with me and have another drink?” Stefan whispered against your lips, a short awhile after you two shared such an intimate moment.

“Let me think…” He chuckled. “Yeah, we can do that.”

“I’m glad I fit in your tight schedule, Y/N.”

“Don’t be such a drama queen, honey.”

“I’m not!”

You laughed, stepping in the bar once more. As you watched him go over to get you new drinks, you realised how lucky you were to be in love with him. The curse became the relief. That’s why a grin appeared when you saw him coming back and leaning in for the second kiss of the night.

It finally hit you: choosing to love Stefan Salvatore was the best thing you had ever done. That’s why you would never give up on that feeling.

“Ready to have the night of your life with me?”

“It already is, darling.”

You smiled, joining him and being genuinely happy you were there at the right time with the right kind of feelings.

Only 6 Months (CEO!Jungkook x Barista!OC) Part 1

Originally posted by allforbts


Summary: Who knew that pretending to be in love could create such chaos?

So I’ve been working on this story for so long, and I really hope that it is as good as I think it is ^^’ I literally rewrote half this story (it’s long, I already have 52,000 words written for it and I’m still not done) so I’m really happy to FINALLY start posting it. Ironically, I think it’s been 6 months since I started writing this xD)
Also, Jungkook is actually not a CEO in the story, he’s just the son of one and next in line to be the CEO.

Words: 3,300
Genre: Fluff, Drama, Future Angst sorta?

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“I don’t think so,” Jungkook laughed in disbelief, “what kind of rule is that?”

“You don’t have a choice, Jungkook.” his father’s voice rang through the corridor, shaking his head in annoyance.

Jimin and Hoseok stood behind Jungkook and looked at each other for a few seconds before Hoseok spoke up, “Sir, isn’t that deadline a little unrealistic?”

“Six months?” his father’s eyebrows raised, “I think that’s more than enough time. With his looks he could pick up any woman on the streets and she’d fall for him.”

“But any woman won’t be good enough,” Jungkook shook his head and took a deep breath, “You can’t put a time limit on finding the perfect woman.”

“You don’t need the perfect woman, you just need a wife,” his father shot, getting tired of the conversation, “Why do you think I married your mother?”

Jungkook’s patience was wearing thin and his glare was intensifying by the second, “I don’t want a marriage like yours. You two don’t love each other. She only married you for the money.”

“You have six months, Jungkook,” his father repeated, ending the conversation with no further discussion


“Can you believe that guy?” Jungkook mumbled as he threw his empty coke bottle in a trash can that they were passing by, “He expects me to find someone worth being with me in such a little amount of time?”

“Well…” Seokjin bit his lip for a second, “There are seven of us, so if we all go wife hunting, I’m sure we could find someone.”

Jungkook groaned, but most of the guys were agreeing with Seokjin, “I would rather just hire someone to marry me and then just divorce them when I find the right girl.”

Taehyung scrunched up his nose, “That sounds like a terrible plan. What if she denies getting divorced unless she’s paid a million or something? Or worse, your father won’t let you divorce her because it would hurt the company’s image.”

“But I don’t want to get married right now!” Jungkook was starting to get frustrated with his friends. He doesn’t want to be set up… and he certainly doesn’t really want to find a girl that just wants money. He couldn’t live with a woman that was like his mom. All she cares about is money.

“You could always go for an old friend or even one of our sisters or cousins if you had to.” Jimin suggested, but Yoongi’s eyebrows raised.

“My sister is off limits, though. I don’t want her to be the wife of a CEO.” he shook his head, taking a drink of his coke. The guys paused their conversation to walk inside the local coffee shop. It wasn’t a common hang out place, but it was the most private one that they knew of.

“I know that my cousin would marry you,” Namjoon offered, “She’s kinda liked you for a while. Don’t tell her I told you, though.”

Jungkook shook his head, “I’d rather not marry into anyone’s family. It would make things more complicated than it should be.”

Taehyung plopped down into a booth first as the others followed, “Well you’re low on time. You might be marrying into one of our families or just marrying a complete stranger.”

“Well,” Hoseok spoke up, “There’s always the internet.”

“No,” Jungkook shot that idea down, “I refuse to take to a sad dating website for a mate. I would rather marry Yoongi’s sister and have him kill me for doing so.”

Yoongi gave Jungkook a murderous look, “I’m glad you know your limits.”

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genre: angst/suggested smut

summary: your simon dominic’s girlfriend and you are younger than him, by quite a few years, and he’s not sure he’s the one for you but you reassure him he is

a/n: i kinda have like a deep love for simon d that’s often hidden, so like this request made me hella happy. I changed it a bit because i felt suggested smut was better than the full out smut, hopefully the anon is okay with that

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How Got7 Would Propose.





-Probably would be fairly quiet the day of his proposal
-You wouldn’t bring it up, tho, he might just be in a funk
-Anyway, I feel like he would wanna do it somewhere where he could be around the rest of the group, y’know?
-Maybe you all go to your favorite hang-out spot or something
-Obviously they need to work on being inconspicuous, because you could tell something was up
-But nothing prepared you to see Jaebum beside you on one knee, holding a beautiful ring with a wide smile on his face
-“I think all the boys would agree with me when I say that you are my one and only. I’d be the happiest man on earth if you would do me the honor of being my wife.”
-*cue endless cheers and applause from the rest of the members*


-Would be very good at hiding the fact that he was going to propose
-Like, you wouldn’t expect it to be happening riGHT HERE AND NOW
-He would prefer to keep it more intimate, like at a park where not a ton of people would see
-But he would have rehearsed his lines super well, knowing them in-and-out
-After you would say yes, he wouldn’t be able to stop smiling
-lots and lots of skinship for the rest of the day/night too
-“You never fail to make me happy, and I want to have the honor of being happy with you every day for the rest of my life.”


-Contrary to popular belief, Jackson would be a nervous wreck
-Meaning he would forego the typical confident persona and be a bit quieter or less energetic
-This isn’t a bad thing though, he just wants to make sure he makes this moment perfect and focus as much as possible
-He would go the safe route and take you to a nice restaurant
-You would sense his nervousness right before he got up and knelt down beside you
-The gasps and the whispers coming from the patrons beside you added to the surreal moment
-it also added to the blush in his cheeks
-“You’re my best friend, y/n. You’ve always been by my side, and I want to make sure to keep you there for the rest of my life.”


-It’s no surprise that he would keep things traditional
-Maybe even do the whole ask-your-father-for-permission thing, but lets not get ahead of ourselves
-Like Mark, I feel like he would be good at hiding the fact that he was proposing until the moment it happened
-His poker face is not to be messed with
-Nevertheless, he would be really romantic, like with a candlelit dinner and the whole shebang
-It would be secluded though, like with only you two there
-He would want it to be intimate as possible so he could dedicate all of his attention only to you
-“There are many ways to be happy in life, but all I really need is you.”


-Maybe I’m just thinking of typical Youngjae, but I feel like he would sing for you in some capacity.
-So, I’m gonna roll with that idea
-He would probably find it easier to express himself that way
-(and he also knows you love listening to him sing)
-He would almost definitely learn the words to “Marry Me” by Jason Derulo and just go for it.
-You would be in the studio with him, and he would start singing it
-You would thing nothing of it, lost in how beautiful his voice is, but then he gETS DOWN ON ONE KNEE, HELLO TEARs
-“I want to be with you forever and ever, y/n. You are my other half, the one who understands me, and the one I love the most in the whole world!”


-This boy would probably look up super “poetic and cute things to say during a proposal” on pinterest or something
-“Just to add flare!”
-The day-of, he would be a little ball of hyperness, just to cover up the fact that he’s incredibly nervous
-He would opt for taking you to the first place you both met, though, figuring that would be super sentimental and stuff
-He would get down on one knee with a huge smile on his face
-He probably has a whole pinterest-inspired speech lined up though, that turns out to be super heartfelt and cry-worthy omg
-“The story of our love is only beginning. Let’s write our own happy ending.”


-He would definitely be on the more shy side of things up-to and during his proposal
-But that wouldn’t make it any less cute, because you could tell he put a lot of his time into it
-Like Jaebum, he would probably want the rest of Got7 to be in on it somehow -Even if it’s just to back him up and be there for the support
-It could be somewhere as simple as a practice room at the studio after they finished rehearsing your favorite dance
-He would’t worry about the location as much as what he was going to say
-He would pull out a ring and get down on his knee in front of you and the boys would loose their shit
-“You’ve made me the best person I can be, and you’re the best person FOR me.”

anonymous asked:

*whispers* Keith tales back his "solid math" comment after Lance explains further, that's what he's doing when he tells lance to leave the math to Pidge, he's telling him he doesn't agree that it's solid math anymore now that he knows lance wasn't really just doing math

hmm… you know, i didn’t even really stop to consider that it was him taking back his “solid math” comment… silly me. my dumb ass just went with, oh… keith isn’t good at this stuff so he’s taking something from the conversation they just had and trying to cheer lance up and in his own way, trying to tell lance that he doesn’t need to worry because he has his own strong suits… i mean, i guess all that’s still true… he did take something from the conversation, he is still trying to cheer lance up and he is still trying to let lance know that he doesn’t need to worry… it’s just in a somewhat different way than i originally thought, there’s more to it. now that my brain has chilled out a bit and processed things more properly lmao, this actually makes sense and seems very likely… because while keith obviously doesn’t know the extent of lance’s insecurities and whatnot, while he isn’t too good at picking up on things, lance was obviously upset about this. keith never sees lance like that, vulnerable and sad and just… not like the lance he knows. not the boy who’s all smiles and confidence. that’s why keith sounded genuinely confused when he said “what are you talking about?” and, when you think about it like this, him saying “leave the math to pidge” holds more weight and makes the scene more important. keith really is telling lance that he’s wrong, it wasn’t solid math… like duh, the math itself was right… there are 6 paladins and only 5 lions and realistically, that’d leave one paladin out… but lance feeling like he’s the one who will have to step down, lance feeling like compared to everyone else, he’s the odd one out because he’s not one of their “best soldiers”… that’s wrong… because lance is just as important to the team as everybody else and keith sure as shit knows that. 

Jealous of Who? [Damian Wayne x Reader]

Requested by @queen-of-all-the-fandoms: “Can I please have an imagine where Damian is jealous because his S/O is spending a lot of time with his pets? Please and thanks! 💙”

A/n: So I made this with like an older Damian in mind. I usually write for Damian thinking he’s like mid teens (14/15 (maybe 16)). I only do younger for sibling stuff. I hope it’s okay I did this with a mid-teen Dami! I hope you enjoy it love!


Damian grunted as he searched around the whole manor. He had been in every single room and he couldn’t find you anywhere! You had come over to do some homework with him and just spend some time together because lately he had been really busy with his duties as Robin. He felt as if he had been neglecting you, but now you’ve disappeared into thin air.

He walked into the kitchen, finding Tim there. “Drake. Have you seen [F/n]?” Damian asked, his natural sharpness in his tone. Tim looked up from his cup of coffee, “Try the living room, I think I saw her in there with Titus and Pennyworth.

Without another word Damian swiftly exited the kitchen and headed toward the living room with this new information. Finding out Tim was correct because there you lay on the couch. Titus was on top of you and Pennyworth was on the back of the couch, purring as you scratched his head.

Damian for some reason found a heated anger pooling in his heart. He didn’t know why but for some reason he wasn’t happy. “[F/n]”

He noticed you jump, having not seen him come in. “Damian! You scared me, don’t sneak up on me like that” You laughed, sitting up while making Titus shift off of you. He let out a whimper and you patted his head chuckling.

You noticed the scowl on Damian’s face. “Hey, what’s the matter?”

Tt, nothing” He crossed his arms, turning his eyes away from yours. Sighing you stood up, “Doesn’t seem like ‘nothing’” walking over to him, “Dami, what’s wrong?”

“I said nothing! Let’s just go do our homework” he mumbled before turning and heading to the stairs. You followed as Titus and Pennyworth hopped off the couch to accompany you up and into his room.

Sitting on the floor you both began to do work on a project you had due in a week. Damian would constantly glance up at you laying on your stomach while filling out the packet. The anger was subsiding until Pennyworth began to swipe at your pencil as you wrote. A giggle bubbled from your throat as you began to hold the pen above his head, making the cat stand on his hind legs to swipe at it.

Completely taken away from your homework by the cat. Damian threw his pen down and crossed his arms again in a huff.

You attention averting from the feline and to your boyfriend. “Damian, will you please tell me what the matter is?” Moving to be sitting in front of him.

He stayed silent, keeping his eyes from yours. A glare being sent at his pets.

That’s when you had an epiphany. “Oh. My. God.”

“What?” His eyes connecting to yours curiously. “You’re jealous” Laughing while crossing your arms. You stared at him in awe, this was a new side to him you had yet to see.

“Me? Jealous? Pfft. Jealous of who?” He shook his head, making you chuckle again. “That was so very convincing. You’re jealous that I’ve been paying so much attention to Titus and Pennyworth.” Damian scoffed before his arms crossed tighter at his chest. Though, not denying the claim.

“Damian. Why are you all of a sudden jealous? I always spend time like this with your pets. Is there something other than this bothering you?”

He stayed silent for a few seconds, telling by the expression on his face that he was contemplating something. Letting out a sigh he began, “I just, I’ve been really busy with my father lately as Robin. We only see each other during school and I feel like I’m neglecting you. I’m aware that I can be brazen and blunt, it makes me feel as if you could do better. So I guess I’m getting jealous because I know that there are better people out there for you.” He kept his eyes diverted from yours.

“Damian, you sound ridiculous. You’re the person I want to be with, and I understand that you being Robin means you have other responsibilities. If I didn’t understand that, I wouldn’t be here. As for the jealousy, they’re your pets. I spend so much time with them because they remind me of you.” You smiled at him, taking in his shocked expression.

He chuckled before shaking his head, “I’m lucky to have someone who puts up with me the way you do.”

“Yeah you better appreciate it, it’s not easy.” Laughing jokingly. “Let’s finish our homework so we can actually do something enjoyable. Sound good?” You gestured to your sprawled out papers. He nodded and you both continued with the project, finishing what you needed to do that night.

“Finished!” You cheered, throwing your pencil away. He chuckled, “Want to take Titus for a walk?” Damian asked, seeming back to his old self.

“There’s the Dami I missed!” You cheered throwing your arms around him. Being the rather affectionate, high energy person you are, you ended up knocking him over in the process. Titus sprinted over to the both of you, finding the high energy in the room fun as he began to lick Damian’s face.

Damian pushed the dog’s face away, “Ah, Titus you’re disgusting!”

You laughed at his response, the both of you sitting back up. Taking the opportunity to pecked his cheek making him blush, “Titus isn’t the only one who likes to kiss you.” Teasing before getting to your feet and beginning to walk out of the room to take that walk with the two. Damian was soon hot on your heels out the door, making sure you wouldn’t disappear on him again.

Loneliness - Hannah Baker - Zach's tape

You’re going to tell me this one’s no big deal, but let me tell you about being lonely. Humans are social species, we rely on connections to survive. Even the most basic social interactions help keep us alive. Statistics prove the subjective feeling of loneliness can increase the likelihood of premature death by 26%. If it sounds like I’m quoting something from a school textbook, I am. Too bad nobody bothered to read it; and let me tell you there are all kinds of ways to feel lonely. I am not talking the garden-variety lonely in a crowd lonely. That’s everyone, every day. And it’s not the when will I find love kind of lonely or that the popular kids are mean to me kind of lonely. The popular kids are always mean, that’s how they get popular. I know, Ironic. Old news. The kind of lonely I’m talking about, is when you feel like you’ve got nothing left. Nothing and no one. Like your are drowning and no one will throw you a line. Well, when the subject of this tape worked his sneaky magic. That’s what I was feeling, and when you’re that kind of lonely, you reach for anything, no matter how silly it may seem; and communications class could be supremely silly as you know. Sometimes the silly things can mean more than anyone knows. We all need it, human contact and communications class, crazy as it was, was human contact for me. Until someone in this class cut my lifeline, someone who is known for being sweet. I’ll tell you who it is, but you’re going to have to wait. Just like I did. I am going to play mind games with you, just like you played with me. It happened after Valentine’s Day, when you really feel that lack of human contact. Especially when you make contact with the wrong human. That’s a whole new level of lonely, but through it all you still want to believe there are good guys in the world. You were kind that night, you just sat there letting me ignore you, until it was almost comical. You were so sweet, just like Kat said once upon a time, so sweet. Well, welcome to your tape, Zach. For those of you who aren’t Zach, you can relax, for now at least as for you Zack,I wonder if you ever felt what it’s like to be lonely, like I did that day? Is it even possible to know, when you’re one of the most popular jocks and not one of those kids that sits alone in the cafeteria hiding behind a book? Have you ever noticed us? You said something stupid Zach, and I yelled at you, big deal. You should’ve let it go, but you didn’t let it go. You didn’t like that someone told you no, because guys like you get everything you want, right? Maybe you think you deserve everything you get and more. Maybe you just used to hearing the cheers of the crowd. Maybe you can’t imagine what it feels like to be on the sidelines Zach, like most of us are. You can’t imagine why a little piece of paper could mean so much. Maybe you don’t know what it’s like to need a lifeline Zack. The day after you insulted me in the cafeteria my compliment bag was empty. Not even a cute bunny. By the end of the second week, I knew that something was up. Maybe I should’ve let it go, but I didn’t. I wrote you a letter. I poured my heart out about personal things, I didn’t have the courage to admit to anyone; how hard life is getting, how lonely I felt and how the stupid compliments actually meant something to me. And then I set my trap. I was hoping, once you read the letter, you’d get it. You’d realize how much I needed those silly things you were stealing from me, but I guess I wasn’t even worth a reaction. Why me Zach, why me? I’d texted you, Jessica, and you said you would come and then you didn’t. I get it Jess, I gave you a ride home that didn’t make us friends again. So I guess I didn’t have any friends at all anymore. You had to know I wrote that note Zack and you said nothing. You let everyone think it was Skye, why didn’t you speak up. See I have this theory Zach, I have this theory that you’re lonely too. Could that be possible? What kind of lonely could the great Zack Dempsey possibly feel? Maybe that kind, when you think that no one truly sees you? I know that kind of lonely, do you? No one knows what’s really going on in another person’s life and you’ll never know how what you do will affect someone else; and if that goes for me it must go for everyone. Even cheerleaders.

Comforting an INFP

This is all based on my own, subjective likes and dislikes, so of course this won’t be accurate for all INFPs, but I’m making this post for those INFPs who can identify with what I feel, in the hope that it might help some people.:)

Please note that I don’t mean to criticise people for trying to cheer someone up in a certain way, I’m just trying to explain my emotional perception and my emotional reactions.

So what I noticed stands out as a principle for me when it comes to my needs in being comforted, is this: “Don’t oppose my feelings.” As a Fi-dom, my feelings are what’s most real and important to me, so I will always be loyal to them first and foremost. That means that I actually don’t want to be cheered up, as weird as it may sound. I want to have my feelings be validated  by compassion.

I’m always aware of why I’m feeling something very deeply, it makes sense for me and is the appropriate reaction for me. So when I’m sad, I also think that I should be sad about this, because otherwise it would mean that I don’t care about it. In our culture, being sad and feeling intensely is seen as something dangerous. Everyone tells us to seek “happiness” and wants us to believe that to be constantly happy is the goal of our life (as if that were even possible). In my opinion such a belief can only result in making people sick. Emotions come and go, they are reactions to events, so feeling one emotion all of the time would be unnatural and absurd. Life is not about being “happy”, but living - feeling alive, growing, learning, making experiences, becoming more yourself. There’s this wonderful quote that compares “happiness” with “wholeness” (here) and what is more healthy, as well as this amazing quote (here) that just nails it: “It hurts because it mattered.” Of course I know that it will get better eventually, but right now I feel like my world is ending. Of course I know there would be ways of seeing something positive in this, but my body reacts with overwhelming frustration right now. All I want is an honouring of that.

When I feel enough trust to tell someone about my problems (and there has to be a lot there for that), I’m doing it because I want to inform the other person about what is happening in my life, I want them to get to know me better, and I want to share my feelings with them, invite them into my world, because I love them (=bonding). Yes, I understand that knowing I’m in pain is not comfortable for the other person, and obviously I don’t enjoy it, but that doesn’t mean it’s wrong or has to be changed as quickly as possible.

Here’s the thing: many (most?) INFPs are used to be told off for being what they are (too sensitive, too soft, too weak, too stubborn, too selfish, too aloof, too uncompromising, too picky, take your pick.). When we open up to someone, we trust them not to do that. Unfortunately many people don’t know or understand our extremely broad definition of what counts as being told off/told to be different. Someone trying to cheer us up equals to “Stop feeling the way you feel!” for us. Especially when we are unwell, we will be more sensitive than usual and our inferior function, Te, will come to the fore-front, making us also more critical, defensive, and aggressive. What makes Fi feel loved? To be validated. What mollifies Te? To be agreed with. So affirm that how we feel is the right reaction and that our feelings are appropriate and good. That’s all. Make things simple, we complicate things enough in our heads. Your INFP will feel accepted and loved.:)

anonymous asked:

Rfa clothes shopping with MC? Headcanons plz

i’m also trying to make a schedule for my stuff so hopefully this blog will be more active after my scheduling???


  • if you’re looking for stuff to buy for work, jaehee is your girl. 10/10 she knows what to get and she strikes a great balance between professional and slightly sexy or anything at all depending on what kind of look you’re going for
  • if you pick out something that tsukiyama shuu ridiculous she’ll give you The Look™ and pick out something similar but less ridiculous
  • anything asides from professional clothes jaehee typically just gets discounted clothes from like big supermarkets
  • you gotta take her to buy nicer clothes and help her pick out stuff. she has stuff she likes but she’d need encouragement before actually getting it
  • super mega pure when you guys are shopping together cuz she rarely buys cute clothes??? also you look so stunning in cute clothes??? 100% you guys end up dressing each other up


  • lmao i want to think that he’s very picky with clothes, yours and his
  • he spends more time picking clothes than you do because e v e r y t h i n g is flawed “why can’t they be as perfect as me?!”
  • when you tell him he looks fine, he gets so giddy he kisses you right then and there (talk about major ego boost)
  • when his shopping spree ends he NEEDS to take you shopping too because he wants to dress you up (he’s into the couple look) he cheers and everything 1000%
  • in turn though if you put on something sexy then well ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)


  • this man child needs help with buying clothes. sons, listen, he’s the type that never buys clothes until they’re so worn out they look like a homeless man’s
  • doesn’t really care about what he wears unless he’s going to somewhere important or college
  • probs feels a little uncomfortable in the woman section when you’re shopping because the shoppers always think you guys might be related or something. when you hear that you should give him a kiss and totes brag about how lucky you are to have your boyfriend shopping with you
  • a cute lil blush on him whenever you show him the stuff you tried on. stutters when he’s trying to give comments
  • he’s also very honest with his opinions (even though he struggles to tell you you don’t look good in the clothes you’ve put on)


  • what do you nee- no, what do you want? he’ll buy it for you. look at that one cute dress from that designer store?? he’s ushering you to go try it on and see if you like it. honestly, what is too much with this man?? ask and you shall receive. even if you don’t ask, you’ll receive??
  • always, always wants the best for you. he spoils you so much it’s unreal. expensive lingerie? customised shoes? diamond embedded dresses?? you got it all
  • bring him “commoner clother” shopping. teach him the ways of the bargaining and good deals. it’ll be fun
  • is extra happy when you accompany him to get his suit tailored. will ask you for input and will genuinely listen to your suggestions. unless you bring in weird bright coloured suits or something, that’s where he draws the line
  • pays a lot of attention to the type of ties and belts he buys now because ayyy  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)


  • rich enough to buy you designer clothes but also fun enough to bring you to obscure places to buy cute clothes
  • overhype when you come out of the fitting room because he wants you to feel good about yourself
  • takes a lot pictures, without you knowing, when you show him the clothes you’re trying on
  • clothes shopping? more like costume shopping and fooling around tbh
  • he’s the type that picks and trys ugly clothes on purpose because why the hell not right? favourite thing to do is to pick clothes that clashes with his hair and glasses 
Cheer me up (Sirius x Reader)

Can you do a high school AU where Young Sirius is the football captain and and the reader is a cheerleader and at a game, Sirius get’s hurt and the reader just stops cheering and runs up to him and you can make up the rest? Thank you!!❤

A/N: Idk if this is what you imagined but i hope you like it. I did my best but there are probably mistakes due to the fact i wrote it late at night. Still, please let me know what you think ♥

Warnings: none

Originally posted by marauderseraimagines

This evening was the first football match for the season and our school was a host so everything had to be perfect. To be one of the best students in school and at the same time a cheerleader is not an easy job especially in those kinds of situations. My graphic was full and I barely found time for things such as talking or even thinking.

“Miss (Y/L/N), I hope you are ready with the preparations for today.”, the headmaster asked me for maybe the 10th time.

“Oh, yes. We did everything we could to make the coming team feel comfortable.”, I answered nicely putting a fake smile on my face. Making an excuse I managed to get away from him and went straight to the football pitch.

We used to have training like two hours ago, but I had to fucking search for special towels for our guests. So here I was, hours later, dressed in my tiny skirt, exhausted as hell, going to have a three hour long exercise for tonight…

“Hey, (Y/L/N)! How are you today?”, a familiar voice appeared just behind my back.

“Not in the mood for you flirtations.”, annoyed I didn’t bother to spin around and see the well-known boy in the whole school – Sirius Black, the captain of the football match, the most hot and sexy guy, probably the heartbreaker of the school. Usually I flirted back as a joke but now, hungry, tired, sleepy and angry I wasn’t able to deal with this.

“Don’t worry, babe. I am not gonna flirt for now. Just wanted to make sure you’ll be screaming my name tonight.”, and the famous smirk was now on his beautiful and yet irritating face.

“You wish! Can you leave me alone, cause I wanna finish with everything as soon as possible and go home and fucking rest for god sake!”, kind of screaming I turned away and went straight to the girls waiting for me to began.

Hours passed and due to my eyes shutting almost every minute we had to repeat some of the movements but everything was just perfect. While the boys were practicing and so were we, I couldn’t stop the feeling of someone’s eyes landing on my back. But me, being me, I didn’t give a fuck and continued my job.

I hate when people tend to think that of you are a cheerleader, you are definitely a stupid hollow bitch. My dear human beings, stop believing at what you see on your favorite TV shows. Not all of us are that bad! As one of the main cheerleaders, we are too occupied to find time for you. Honestly, you are not that special and you would never be. And we are definitely not sluts!

“(Y/n), wait!”, someone screamed and got me out of my trans of anger. When I looked beside me I saw the pretty footballer coming my way.

“What do you want?”, I retorted back.

“You don’t have to be so sharp, sweetheart. I just wanted to ask your pretty little angry face on a date.”, he stated while walking next to me.

“Okay”, was the only word I gave to him.

“So, that’s a yes?”


“But you said ‘okay’.”

“Look at me Black! I don’t have time for you! My schedule is full and even now you are losing my time! Don’t offend but you better find another girl to mess up with.”

“I am not messing with you!”

I didn’t say anything neither he did. He just stopped and went another direction while I continued my way towards home.

It was 7pm. The match was about to start after 30 minutes. I remember how at the beginning I was so anxious to go out and dance in front of so many people, but now it’s like a routine. As I was checking if everything and everyone was ready, Roxanne came towards me for chitchat as per usual.

“I heard you ditched Black.”

“Yes, I did. Why?”

“I’m just interested why you did so. I heard you really hurt him and that’s not good for tonight match.”, the girl stated.

“Better him that me.”, Roxanne gave me a confused look so I explained, “Come on, Rox, a guy like him wouldn’t date a girl like me if it’s not a prank or something.” The stern look on her face suddenly turned into a smile.

“Whatever you say, leader.”, patting my shoulder she came closer and whispered, “But you better clarify with yourself.”

The truth was that I liked that boy. He wasn’t a bad guy as far as I knew him. But better play not interested instead of showing your affection and getting hurt.

The time came so I put the smile on my face, encouraged my girls and ran towards the pitch to show all the people what we are capable of. When we appeared the audience got wild, they cheered us and welcomed the team of our school. I and the girls sat on our seats and waited for the breaks to do our job. When I saw Sirius, my heart skipped a beat. He was smiling yes, but the way he was moving, that fact that selfish façade wasn’t turn on showed me that each word Roxanne told me was true.

The match wasn’t going well. We were losing and mainly it was Sirius who messed up something. And the fact that the crowd was cheering as much as dead person would, I decided to do something.

“Come on, girls! Let’s bring back the spirit of the game.”

“(Y/N), we are…”

“I don’t care! You are a cheerleader! Your job is to lift up the spirit and courage of the team and the audience! So move your asses and dance!”

Hopefully, the girls knew my temper so my word actually encouraged them rather that offend them.

When I need motivation
My one solution is my queen
‘Cause she stay strong (yeah yeah)
She is always in my corner
Right there when I want her

We sang a part of a famous cheerleader song. As we were dancing I suggested making a pyramid. Everything was going fine, the public was up and clapping for us. But suddenly everything went dead. I turned around and saw somebody lying on the ground, somebody wearing the number 9. I jumped and ran towards the body. Pushing all the boys all around it I fell down on my knees.

“Oh my god! Sirius, are you okay?!”

“Yes, I think so…”

“Good. Now stand up and kick some asses for me, okay?”


“Because if you do it, I will find a way to cheer you up after what happened.”

“And how is that going to happen? Because I don’t believe y-”

I did something I would never normally do – kiss him in front of everyone. It was a short one of course but the feeling was amazing. I’d wanted this for such a long time.

“If you win, you might, maybe, probably, 50% have the chance of getting more.”

“You know how to cheer me up, babe.”, he smiled and I helped him got up. He wasn’t hurt that bad so the match continued. I think there’s no need to tell you who won and what price the winner received.

anonymous asked:

Headcannon as to how Revali, Sidon, Kass, Teba would comfort their smol crying s/o wrapped in a lil burrito blanket ;w;

The Boys comforting their crying s/o


  • He heard sniffling and went to investigate, but wasn’t even sure where you were until he trips over you.
  • He’s incredibly concern you’re wrapped up in a blanket and demands to see your face.
  •  His heart is broken seeing your eyes puffy, and tears falling.
  • He’ll bring you into his arms and soothe you while asking what happened.
  •  Revali will try to talk it out and encourage you to cheer up.  
  •  But if you’re passed the point of that comforting, he’ll try to ask if you like to play a game or read with him.
  •  He’ll try to hide his frustration cause he is not the type to openly weep, but he does not want you to feel like you should hide your emotions because of his views.
  • He won’t speak in fear of saying something snarky
  •  But he will make you food and force you to drink water.
  •  “Crying can dehydrate you! You need water! Do not fight me, I will not have you heaving in my home like a dog.”
  • Will feel bad he’s making comparisons, but you understand he just wants you to be okay.


  • If Sidon catches one whiff of your sobbing, he is there before you can even say Zora’s Domain.
  •  Instantly cradles you while wiping your tears away and consoling you.
  •  “My droplet, what ever is the matter? Speak to me, you should not be shedding tears.”
  • He will want you to talk it out, but understand you might not be in the state of mind for that as of yet. So he will hum and give you encouragements until he sees you smiling.
  •  Sidon doesn’t care how long it takes, especially if you’re the type that will pretend you’re not sad or crying. He won’t be fooled and your poor attempts at swaying him away will not work. Sidon is that stubborn.
  •  Probably will bring some cheesy stories of your time together and/or the times you consoled him.
  •  “You are amazing and so giving, Droplet. Why there is nothing in this world I would not give to see you happy every single day. I will fight a lynel to prove my words if you choose not to believe me.”
  •  Will make sure your blanket is nice and snug around you. He knows how important comfort items are.


  • With all his children, he is used to tears from not sharing, not getting what they want to even scraped knees. But it the hurts most when you, an adult, is cocooned in a blanket and sobbing silently.
  • He will bring you tea and rub your back while you’re laying down.
  • He will ask if you would like to talk about it and if you say no he won’t pressure you.
  • Kass will ask if you’re up to him singing and tries to convince you that it may make you feel better.
  • If you say yes, he will sing the most calming songs and even just hum. He wants to make you feel happy so the songs are light and airy, never dwelling into sad melodies. 
  • He will not use his accordion as he knows there is a possibility of overstimulating you.
  • If you say no, he will attempt you to do some breathing exercises. His voice is smooth and encouraging as he helps you to breath deeply.
  •  Will wipe away each tear that falls, and even asks if you would like another blanket. He knows the weight of a blanket has the ability to calm you.


  • Possibly not the best, but not the worst out of them all for comforting.
  • Teba will ask why you’re crying and will be on edge if your tears don’t stop.
  •  He’ll sit next to you in silence, mulling to himself what he can do to make you feel better.
  •  “ know it’s not bad to cry. But mm…if you want to talk.” Bless his soul, he really tries.
  •  Will make odd movements as if he’ll pull you to him or he’ll soothe your back.
  •  At some point he will just lie down with you and pull you into his chest.
  • He’ll literally let you cry on his shoulder and wait it out. He doesn’t care how soaking wet his feathers get.
  • Teba will not move if you cry yourself to sleep and will adjust your blanket to cover you.
  •  Regrets lying in that position as the weight of your head has caused his arm to fall asleep.
  • But at least you’re not crying anymore so he’ll relax and try to fall asleep himself.